Post by Damon Graves on Mar 4, 2018 13:47:36 GMT -5
Art Corpus
Paris, France
Scene opens inside the interior of the celebrated Parisian studio. At the moment, the front door is closed to the crowd gathered outside, while NGW Superstar Damon Graves is busy conversing with the shop manager, Julie.
Julie: Bonjour, Mssr. Graves. We are quite grateful that you agreed to be our guest today…
Damon: My pleasure, Julie. The way I see it, it’s a win-win situation. I get to keep my skills up, and we both get some great publicity.
Julie glances over towards the crowd gathered outside, eager to enter the establishment.
Julie: C’est vrai (that’s true). The crowd looks very enthusiastic today. It is a shame that your wife is not here as well.
Damon: She had a different promotional function to attend. The rest of the staff good to go?
Julie: Oui. They are just as eager to create some art. It looks to be a very busy… and profitable, day.
Damon: Well then, let's not make them wait any longer.
Julie: Very well…
Julie heads towards the front door, while Damon readies himself. Once the door is open, the crowd spills into the shop and begins to mob the reception desk. Julie remains calm and handles the crowd with aplomb. Scene fades out.
Scene fades back in inside the sitting room of the French apartment being rented by the Graves’ and their managers, Jason and Alicia Perry. Alicia has a laptop set up and is adjusting the webcam. Once she has it situated the way she likes, she begins her live feed.
Alicia: This message is meant for one Eddie Walker, manager of NGW competitor Adrien Cochrane.
Mr Walker, since your client decided that he couldn't be bothered to address MY client directly, I felt that turnabout is fair play…..
From out of frame, Damon's voice rings out.
Damon: Actually, Alicia, I've got this….
Damon steps into frame behind Alicia.
Alicia: You sure?
Damon: Yeah. Besides, no offense, but you'd probably come off as a lot more…. civilized than I would.
Alicia: Ok….
Alicia rises up and vacates her spot in front of the webcam, which Damon takes over.
Alicia: I'm going to look in on the kids. Have fun…..
Damon: Oh, I will….
With that, Alicia steps out of the room and Damon focuses his attention on the webcam.
Damon: Well, Eddie, since you're Adrien’s manager and you’re speaking on his behalf, I can only assume that you're expressing his opinion, no matter how hard you try to deny it.
Before you decided to vent your spleen, I honestly had no real focus on how I was gonna address Adrien. In all likelihood, I probably would have been a lot more complimentary, but your little tirade changed that.
A lot of crap spewed outta your mouth, Walker. Some of it was laughable…. A lot of it was dumb as hell. Ain't it lucky that YOU aren't my opponent at Dissension? Problem is, Adrien IS my opponent, and his ass gets to cash the check YOUR mouth wrote.
You see, you're the flip side of Cochrane’s personality. You're the one that gets to express how he REALLY feels about things. That way, he keeps up the whole “nice guy” facade.
That's right, Ed, a facade. Did you honestly believe that the Destroyers were the only ones who thought that way? If you could be a fly on the wall, you'd learn real quick that my opinion of Adrien Cochrane is a lot more common than you'd be comfortable with.
By the way, don't try to compare me to Matthew Shields again. I may think highly of myself, but not to extent that the “King of the Heavyweights” does. Besides, I have more money and better ink than he does, not to mention that my wife is 1000 times hotter than Kayla Richards.
But back to the matter at hand….
Whether your client sent you to do his light work or you took it upon yourself to pipe up on our match at Dissension is irrelevant. He couldn't be bothered to address me personally, and that right there shows me that my opinion of him is spot on.
So I want you to deliver a message to your client. Word for word, verbatim. Don't even try to play spin doctor, because you'll only make it worse.
Tell that arrogant sack of shit that he could have had a fairly friendly match. I know what he's capable of, ever since we were in #FSociety. I've never disparaged his ability, because he's proven that he's amongst the very best. But now…. If he wants to try and treat me like some punk bitch, then he needs to prepare for a long fucking night.
Ya see, it's no big secret that Cochrane’s got a bum leg. Question is, do I take the obvious route and work on his knees to set him up for Luck Runs Out? That would be a sound strategy… after all, the “King of Dropkicks” kinda needs his legs working correctly in order to THROW a dropkick, right?
But……
That'd be too obvious.
No, I'm not gonna give you or the boy scout any other clues on how I plan to take care of things. Adrien is just going to have to adapt to my style. But that's no real cause for concern, right? Because Betting on Adrien is easy money in the bank…..
Yeah….
Thing is, if you knew me half as well as you THINK you do, you'd know that I love throwing a monkey wrench in people's plans. It puts a big old grin on my face when I introduce a little chaos into the mix….
After all, you wouldn't want me to be predictable or anything….
Have your boy Cochrane take all of his well-thought-out strategy and chuck it In the fuck-it bucket, because instead of him facing Aurora Graves, he's facing Damon Graves, and I am a whole different kind of fight.
Am I consistently in main events? Nope. But if Adrien doesn't #Believe that I belong in the main event scene, I'll change his tune real fucking quick. At Dissension, he's going to be my biggest test to date, but I'm not going to let that get to me. No, I'm going to add the name Adrien Cochrane to the list of people that took me lightly and wound up regretting it.
Damon notices movement behind him. He turns around to see his wife Aurora holding his daughter in her arms.
Aurora: Someone wants to say hello to Daddy….
Damon stands up as Aurora holds up their daughter Ysera for Damon to play with. He makes a silly face, which causes her to giggle.
Aurora: So…. Sending a message to Adrien?
The smile on Damon's face slips a bit.
Damon: In a roundabout fashion, yeah.
Aurora: Puddin…
Damon: I know what you're gonna say, Harley, but this guy had irked me since all three of us were in FSociety…
Aurora: He isn't as bad as you think he is….
Damon: Oh, really? First he acts all nicey-nice on social media, but then he does a 180 and sends his errand boy to say anything about our match. How would you feel?
Aurora: I'm not saying you shouldn't feel slighted, but do me a favor…
Damon cocks his head warily.
Aurora: ...don't go overboard.
Damon sighs.
Damon: As pissed off as I am at Cochrane and his talking monkey, I'm not going to go full ham on the guy. So, don't worry: no permanent damage…
Aurora smiles.
Damon: But beyond that…
He shrugs as the scene fades out.
