Keeping Talent Down vs Cruz (RP 1)
Sept 23, 2016 10:49:27 GMT
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Video Archive #0007
Keeping Talent Down
*****
ON CAMERA
“Poking me in the eyes? Hitting a low blow? And just a warning. I guess it goes to show ya just how much those in charge at Ready.Set.Wrestle care about their talent. When you see someone that cheated the show before with a fucking lead pipe come out, and get only a WARNING for what would be otherwise a disqualification in ANY legitimate company? How sad. It almost seems as though those with talent and skill are pushed by the wayside for handpicked competitors. “
Zachary Knight is pacing back and forth in front of the camera inside of a gymnasium. An empty ring behind him.
“On top of that, I am forced to take on this newcomer “Cruz” in a tables match. A freaking tables match? Doesn’t RSW, and for that matter, Mrs. Blake realize that I am a goddamn talented athlete? A tables match? And against a man that calls himself The People’s Champ? Does he also get cheap pops from the crowd if he says the name of the city they are in? This man has years of experience, and yet, I have never heard of him nor can I come up with any championship that he has held. Twelve years inside of the ring, and yet the champ isn’t much for actual hardware around his waist. “
Zach rubs his hand across his brow, stops, and looks back into the camera.
“This is my chance to get back on the right track; takedown an experienced newcomer to RSW while also earning another win. I know that I am screwed out of my chance for a title shot, but I am going to make it so that they simply cannot deny me that chance. I am going to beat anyone and everyone put in front of me. There will be no mistaking when Zachary Knight is inside of the ring; The Legacy will always put on a show for all to see.”
Zach grabs the camera with both hands, and pushes his face into the lens too uncomfortably close.
“Come on ‘Champ’. Show me what you got. Show me that you are worth my time. Bring everything that you have. This is a tables match, and the first man to put his opponent through a table picks up the win. I know what I have to do in this sort of match, and the rest of the roster will soon to what limits I am willing to go to. All's fair in this match, and I plan on making a big statement.”
He grins.
“See, that is the thing about being the new guy. People don’t know what to expect. They can’t predict the brand new. But me? I prepare myself for anything. And for everything. I will be prepared, Cruz. I just hope for your sake you know what you are getting yourself into. Good luck and good health, Cruz; you will need the well wishes.”
*****
OFF CAMERA
Zachary is arriving back at home, his bag slung over his shoulder. He exits his car and walks up the driveway. As he walks up to the front door, it swings open and his mother is standing in the doorway. A drink in one hand, and a half empty bottle in the other.
“Well it’s about time you got home.”
“Go to bed, you're fucking drunk again!”
“You think you can talk to your mother like that?”
She raises her hand to Zach, but he grabs it and causes her to step back.
“Don’t for fucking touch me, Delia.”
“Delia? Are you kidding me, ZK?”
“DON’T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT! That was dad’s nickname for me. Not yours. You have never been a mother, so don’t try to now. I will be out of your hair within the week. You can have this house and your lying ways to yourself.”
“I.. I didn’t lie, Zach.”
“Save it.”
“Listen to me. I did it because it was supposed to be ours. Not hers.”
“Her name is Sammi.”
“I don’t care what her name-”
“Her.. name… is… Sammi…”
He pauses.
“And she told me the fucking truth. Try it once, it doesn’t hurt that much. Now get some sleep. I’m exhausted from my flight; we can talk about it in the morning.”
“Zach-”
“Goodnight, Delia.”
Keeping Talent Down
*****
ON CAMERA
“Poking me in the eyes? Hitting a low blow? And just a warning. I guess it goes to show ya just how much those in charge at Ready.Set.Wrestle care about their talent. When you see someone that cheated the show before with a fucking lead pipe come out, and get only a WARNING for what would be otherwise a disqualification in ANY legitimate company? How sad. It almost seems as though those with talent and skill are pushed by the wayside for handpicked competitors. “
Zachary Knight is pacing back and forth in front of the camera inside of a gymnasium. An empty ring behind him.
“On top of that, I am forced to take on this newcomer “Cruz” in a tables match. A freaking tables match? Doesn’t RSW, and for that matter, Mrs. Blake realize that I am a goddamn talented athlete? A tables match? And against a man that calls himself The People’s Champ? Does he also get cheap pops from the crowd if he says the name of the city they are in? This man has years of experience, and yet, I have never heard of him nor can I come up with any championship that he has held. Twelve years inside of the ring, and yet the champ isn’t much for actual hardware around his waist. “
Zach rubs his hand across his brow, stops, and looks back into the camera.
“This is my chance to get back on the right track; takedown an experienced newcomer to RSW while also earning another win. I know that I am screwed out of my chance for a title shot, but I am going to make it so that they simply cannot deny me that chance. I am going to beat anyone and everyone put in front of me. There will be no mistaking when Zachary Knight is inside of the ring; The Legacy will always put on a show for all to see.”
Zach grabs the camera with both hands, and pushes his face into the lens too uncomfortably close.
“Come on ‘Champ’. Show me what you got. Show me that you are worth my time. Bring everything that you have. This is a tables match, and the first man to put his opponent through a table picks up the win. I know what I have to do in this sort of match, and the rest of the roster will soon to what limits I am willing to go to. All's fair in this match, and I plan on making a big statement.”
He grins.
“See, that is the thing about being the new guy. People don’t know what to expect. They can’t predict the brand new. But me? I prepare myself for anything. And for everything. I will be prepared, Cruz. I just hope for your sake you know what you are getting yourself into. Good luck and good health, Cruz; you will need the well wishes.”
*****
OFF CAMERA
Zachary is arriving back at home, his bag slung over his shoulder. He exits his car and walks up the driveway. As he walks up to the front door, it swings open and his mother is standing in the doorway. A drink in one hand, and a half empty bottle in the other.
“Well it’s about time you got home.”
“Go to bed, you're fucking drunk again!”
“You think you can talk to your mother like that?”
She raises her hand to Zach, but he grabs it and causes her to step back.
“Don’t for fucking touch me, Delia.”
“Delia? Are you kidding me, ZK?”
“DON’T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT! That was dad’s nickname for me. Not yours. You have never been a mother, so don’t try to now. I will be out of your hair within the week. You can have this house and your lying ways to yourself.”
“I.. I didn’t lie, Zach.”
“Save it.”
“Listen to me. I did it because it was supposed to be ours. Not hers.”
“Her name is Sammi.”
“I don’t care what her name-”
“Her.. name… is… Sammi…”
He pauses.
“And she told me the fucking truth. Try it once, it doesn’t hurt that much. Now get some sleep. I’m exhausted from my flight; we can talk about it in the morning.”
“Zach-”
“Goodnight, Delia.”
