A Fireside Chat with Johnny Maverick

We find Johnny in his personal gym. There are several Hoodie Ninjas around as he wails on a punching bag with his MMA gloves on. He stops when he notices the cameraman. He extends his hands to his left and one of the Ninjas removes his gloves and he then reaches to his right without looking and one of them hands him his water. He takes a swig, swishes it in his mouth, and turns right to spit into a bucket that appears right in the nick of time. Every motion is so fluid and precise it's like Johnny is communicating to the Hoodie Ninjas with his mind.

“Oh hi there, I was just getting a little bit of a workout in, but I'm glad we could have this little chat.” Johnny says to the cameraman. Johnny puts one arm out and a sleeve is on it then does the same with the other, a Hoodie Ninja having helped him into a robe. Johnny ties the front of the robe himself before reaching out and having a tumbler of scotch handed to him. Johnny moves to the other side of the room and sits on a chair by a fireplace. Many of you are wondering what a fireplace is doing in this gym and if you really have any issues with that you can go design your own house with it's own separate fireplaces and gyms and go ahead and pick one to fuck yourself in.

“So let's talk a little bit more about this whole 'Psychic Warfare' thing. More importantly, let's talk about why it's the reason I beat Silas Subhuman at the last show.” Johnny says, taking a sip from his scotch. He only has the occasional drink these days. Moderation is key.

“I won this match in exactly the way I predicted I would...or rather the way I suggested I would as one suggests a fish bites a worm on a hook. I laid out to Silas Subhuman blatantly that I was aware his compatriots would attack me during the match and that I had my own backup to defend me. Silas had his friends attack me, I did nothing to retaliate in a way that would cast doubt on my character or would nullify his disqualification and in fact instructed the Hoodie Ninjas not to come to my aide as this was also a means to manipulate Devlin Scott into maybe doing his fucking job for once in his life. Long story short I won my match, I further established my dominance over the psyche of Devlin Scott, AND finally got him to stop being a quivering pussy and crack down on the Black Light District. I did that. Me. And if Mikhail wants to do something about it, he can go ahead and do it and he can spend the whole time wondering if that's exactly what I wanted him to do. Suck my dick world, I am a genius.” Johnny says before taking another sip of his scotch and releasing a sigh of contentment with his own greatness. A coaster is set on the counter by a Hoodie Ninja just before Johnny sets his drink on it.

“BJ Flaherty or whatever the fuck my opponents name is holds the distinction of being an individual with a worse win-loss record here than I do. That's bad. Like, real bad. I mean, I was throwing matches to get Devlin Scott to agree to fight me. Me trying to lose has done better than you trying to win. Have you been throwing matches, too? No? Well fuck dude. Sorry to even bring it up. Uh....well this is awkward now...what kind of music do you...uh....what's your favorite....movie...food....let's forget this part happened. I feel like a dick now.” Johnny says.

“The real point is that this is my second outing as a Psychic Warrior and I do not take my title lightly. I'm leaving that arena with another W under my belt just so Dev has some idea of what he has in store for him at the big shoe coming up. I am going to uncork the ass-beating of a lifetime on that arrogant prick and there isn't a goddamn thing he can do about it and YES, I realize that me calling him arrogant is one hell of a statement coming from me but it is one that I stand by. There is not enough room in Redemption Wrestling for both the ego's of Johnny Maverick and Devlin Scott, so one of them has to be dropped a few notches and it sure as hell isn't going to be the guy who has a title belt with his own face on it.” Johnny says, just as he reaches out to grab the 'I'm Johnny Maverick' World Title as it is presented to him by one of the Hoodie Ninjas.

“I want Devlin to watch my match with CD Clarity real real close. I want him to get a good hard look at what I have in store for him at Ultimate Resolve. I want him to remember four VERY important words.” Johnny says. He drapes his title over one of his shoulders then looks into the camera with a shit-eating grin.

“Psychic Warfare is Real.” Johnny says before taking another sip of his scotch before we fade out.