Post by T-Robosaurus Rex on Apr 27, 2024 17:11:59 GMT -5
Travis Roberts sits on a chair in a darkened room looking at a blank projector screen.
Travis: Is this really necessary?
Behind him, fiddling with the projector is Wrestley McWrestleface.
WMcW: Well, despite living here for the past few years you still don’t seem to know who anyone in the building is, so I have prepared a primer for you.
Travis: I’ve survived this long by referring to them by appropriate alias’.
WMcW: And surprisingly not everyone enjoys being referred to as ‘Reject in the [insert clothing item here]’.
Travis: I don’t see how knowing their actual names is going to be advantageous.
WMcW: You mean aside from creating a harmonious living environment with your neighbors?
Travis shrugs.
Travis: What do I care if they like me? As long as they respect the fact that I’m the only reason this building hasn’t been condemned and treat me appropriately all will be good. You’re making it out like ‘The Blessed One’ relies on these semi-sentient cabbages for anything, when it’s entirely the other way around.
WMcW: I mean, you might have to one day, you might even have to rely on one of us if you want to become Cooperative Champion.
Travis laughs.
WMcW: What, you think you can become Cooperative Champion on your own?
Travis laughs again.
Travis: To answer your question, do I think I’d stand a better chance of becoming Cooperative Champion at In Your Hands going solo than with one of you? Of course. But that’s not why I was laughing, my amusement came from the implication that I’d want to hold the Cooperative Championships with anybody!
WMcW: You don’t want to be a Champion?
Travis: Not THAT Champion, no. I know all too well how it feels to drag dead wood to the top of the rankings and then watch the human sized ball and chain take all the credit and adulation, I have no desire to repeat that experience any time soon.
Wrestley stops fiddling with the projector and sighs.
WMcW: I think the fuse has blown.
Travis gets onto his feet.
Travis: Such a shame, I’ll be going then.
WMcW: We’ll reschedule.
Travis: My diary is looking pretty packed with anything but this.
Wretsley sigh’s and shakes his head.
WMcW: How on earth do you expect the public to vote for anyone else but you in that Cooperative Match if you can’t persuade them to vote for any of the other residents?
Travis stops before leaving the room.
Travis: That’s a good point, tell you what, you put on a respectable show against Sebastian at Synergy and I’ll find some time for you to give me a full rundown.
WMcW: Just a respectable show, you don’t want me to win?
Travis turns around and smiles.
Travis: I wouldn’t be a human with a decent moral compass if I didn’t want any opponent of SEB to emerge victorious, but lets be honest…
He looks Wrestley up and down.
Travis: ....we have to work with what we have got. You’re not going to beat him, everyone knows that, but if I have ANY hope of not being picked to be in that damn Coop Match at IYH you’re going to have to be one of the ones selected!
No-one is choosing Forewell or NBK after their last match with the Champions, and making anyone else in this building other than you marginally attractive to the voters is a monumental task that will be impossible to undertake if we have to do it with two of them.
So, it’s up to you on Monday night to at least give the fans a glimmer of hope that with backup you might be able to last more than a couple of minutes with Sebastian and Lucy at In Your Hands, because if you embarrass yourself in front of UGWC’s standout performer of the past few years, fate will surely make me carry another albatross all the way to summit of Mount Cooperation.
Wrestley puffs out his chest and puts his hands on his hips.
Travis: What are you doing?
WMcW: I’m just proud.
Travis: That you’re about to get your ass kicked by wrestlings answer to that mockney pervert Russel Brand? It’s happened to far too many people in recent years to take pride in it.
WMcW: A few minutes ago you said we relied on you, well now you are relying on me, and that makes me proud.
Travis: It’s not really the same though is i…
Wrestley puts his fingers on Travis lips to shush him.
WMcW: I know what you need of me, Travis, and I will deliver. You may not believe I can beat Sebastian, that his record in recent years is unmatched, that almost everyone who has stepped foot in the ring with him has found themselves undone, and against that I present little threat to him.
But I believe I can beat him, I have to believe that or what is the point of even lacing up my mask? You can talk about all of those he has defeated, but he truly hasn’t faced anyone like me. He’ll have beaten dozens of generic ‘I Wrestle Good And Have Deep Backstory’ guys, a sprinkling of ‘I’m moody AND spooky’ peeps, and a few dozen John Blades and Konrad Raabs, but he hasn’t beaten a Wrestley McWrestleface yet.
Has he come across someone fuelled with so much optimism from recent lucky breaks that he’ll probably not know when he should stay down? Has he stepped in the ring with someone as energetic and dynamic as I feel having seen the fruits of my labour start to be ready to harvest? Has he faced someone who is fighting for a greater purpose than just himself, someone who is fighting for the future of a whole community?
I come into this match knowing that I am winning in life and everything is how it should be right now, can Sebastian say the same, I’m sure he’d feel better if Alan Wallace wasn’t parading around with what he believes is his….
Travis: Wouldn’t we all?
WMcW: I can beat Sebastian on Monday, and more than that, The Laconia can take the Cooperative Championships from him and Lucy at In Your Hands, because they have never faced anyone like us before.
Travis: Good luck with that.
WMcW: So, we’ll reschedule?
Travis just smiles and chuckles as he leaves the room shaking his head.
Travis: Is this really necessary?
Behind him, fiddling with the projector is Wrestley McWrestleface.
WMcW: Well, despite living here for the past few years you still don’t seem to know who anyone in the building is, so I have prepared a primer for you.
Travis: I’ve survived this long by referring to them by appropriate alias’.
WMcW: And surprisingly not everyone enjoys being referred to as ‘Reject in the [insert clothing item here]’.
Travis: I don’t see how knowing their actual names is going to be advantageous.
WMcW: You mean aside from creating a harmonious living environment with your neighbors?
Travis shrugs.
Travis: What do I care if they like me? As long as they respect the fact that I’m the only reason this building hasn’t been condemned and treat me appropriately all will be good. You’re making it out like ‘The Blessed One’ relies on these semi-sentient cabbages for anything, when it’s entirely the other way around.
WMcW: I mean, you might have to one day, you might even have to rely on one of us if you want to become Cooperative Champion.
Travis laughs.
WMcW: What, you think you can become Cooperative Champion on your own?
Travis laughs again.
Travis: To answer your question, do I think I’d stand a better chance of becoming Cooperative Champion at In Your Hands going solo than with one of you? Of course. But that’s not why I was laughing, my amusement came from the implication that I’d want to hold the Cooperative Championships with anybody!
WMcW: You don’t want to be a Champion?
Travis: Not THAT Champion, no. I know all too well how it feels to drag dead wood to the top of the rankings and then watch the human sized ball and chain take all the credit and adulation, I have no desire to repeat that experience any time soon.
Wrestley stops fiddling with the projector and sighs.
WMcW: I think the fuse has blown.
Travis gets onto his feet.
Travis: Such a shame, I’ll be going then.
WMcW: We’ll reschedule.
Travis: My diary is looking pretty packed with anything but this.
Wretsley sigh’s and shakes his head.
WMcW: How on earth do you expect the public to vote for anyone else but you in that Cooperative Match if you can’t persuade them to vote for any of the other residents?
Travis stops before leaving the room.
Travis: That’s a good point, tell you what, you put on a respectable show against Sebastian at Synergy and I’ll find some time for you to give me a full rundown.
WMcW: Just a respectable show, you don’t want me to win?
Travis turns around and smiles.
Travis: I wouldn’t be a human with a decent moral compass if I didn’t want any opponent of SEB to emerge victorious, but lets be honest…
He looks Wrestley up and down.
Travis: ....we have to work with what we have got. You’re not going to beat him, everyone knows that, but if I have ANY hope of not being picked to be in that damn Coop Match at IYH you’re going to have to be one of the ones selected!
No-one is choosing Forewell or NBK after their last match with the Champions, and making anyone else in this building other than you marginally attractive to the voters is a monumental task that will be impossible to undertake if we have to do it with two of them.
So, it’s up to you on Monday night to at least give the fans a glimmer of hope that with backup you might be able to last more than a couple of minutes with Sebastian and Lucy at In Your Hands, because if you embarrass yourself in front of UGWC’s standout performer of the past few years, fate will surely make me carry another albatross all the way to summit of Mount Cooperation.
Wrestley puffs out his chest and puts his hands on his hips.
Travis: What are you doing?
WMcW: I’m just proud.
Travis: That you’re about to get your ass kicked by wrestlings answer to that mockney pervert Russel Brand? It’s happened to far too many people in recent years to take pride in it.
WMcW: A few minutes ago you said we relied on you, well now you are relying on me, and that makes me proud.
Travis: It’s not really the same though is i…
Wrestley puts his fingers on Travis lips to shush him.
WMcW: I know what you need of me, Travis, and I will deliver. You may not believe I can beat Sebastian, that his record in recent years is unmatched, that almost everyone who has stepped foot in the ring with him has found themselves undone, and against that I present little threat to him.
But I believe I can beat him, I have to believe that or what is the point of even lacing up my mask? You can talk about all of those he has defeated, but he truly hasn’t faced anyone like me. He’ll have beaten dozens of generic ‘I Wrestle Good And Have Deep Backstory’ guys, a sprinkling of ‘I’m moody AND spooky’ peeps, and a few dozen John Blades and Konrad Raabs, but he hasn’t beaten a Wrestley McWrestleface yet.
Has he come across someone fuelled with so much optimism from recent lucky breaks that he’ll probably not know when he should stay down? Has he stepped in the ring with someone as energetic and dynamic as I feel having seen the fruits of my labour start to be ready to harvest? Has he faced someone who is fighting for a greater purpose than just himself, someone who is fighting for the future of a whole community?
I come into this match knowing that I am winning in life and everything is how it should be right now, can Sebastian say the same, I’m sure he’d feel better if Alan Wallace wasn’t parading around with what he believes is his….
Travis: Wouldn’t we all?
WMcW: I can beat Sebastian on Monday, and more than that, The Laconia can take the Cooperative Championships from him and Lucy at In Your Hands, because they have never faced anyone like us before.
Travis: Good luck with that.
WMcW: So, we’ll reschedule?
Travis just smiles and chuckles as he leaves the room shaking his head.