Post by Travis Pierce on Jun 21, 2010 16:04:53 GMT -5
We see the darkened set, with silhouettes visible of a desk with a couch alongside it. Yet tonight there is no voice over, in fact this is not even a broadcast. Rob Cartwright enters the studio through a side door.
Cartwright: Travis?
Travis stands off to the side, scribbling on a clip board.
Cartwright: Where is everyone?
Pierce: Sent everyone home.
Cartwright: You sent everyone home?
Pierce: Yep.
Cartwright: How are we supposed to do the show?
Pierce: No show this week. Not doing it.
Cartwright: But I already lined up a guest and everything.
Pierce: Well, you can cancel him. We can’t keep doing thing the way that we have. It’s not working for me. We’re taking a one week hiatus, and we’ll retool and relaunch. We need a new angle.
Cartwright: Like what?
Travis thinks for a moment and is about to speak, but he is interrupted by a puff of smoke, and as it clears Covert Jay stands between them.
Covert Jay: HUTTAH!
Travis coughs a few times.
Pierce: What are you doing here?
Cartwright: He was the guest.
Covert Jay: Why aren’t you speaking in bold?
Pierce: Huh?
Covert Jay: You usually speak in bold.
Cartwright: I think he means your voice.
Pierce: We’re not on the air.
Covert Jay: A ninja is always busy, so if we could move it along.
Pierce: Move what along?
Covert Jay: The interview. I’m scheduled to go Dragon watching in a couple hours.
Cartwright: We can’t have an interview. Travis isn’t having a show this week.
Covert Jay: Well, I can fix that.
Jay reaches into his towel and pulls out a microphone.
Covert Jay: Travis, how do you feel about your upcoming match for the Chaos Championship?
Pierce: Don’t do that?
Covert Jay: Do what?
Pierce: Talk like I do. It’s creeping me out.
Covert Jay: I can’t help that we ask the hard questions here.
Pierce: Dude, piss off.
Covert Jay: All right, all right. I can get a hint. STEALTH ESCAPE!
Nothing happens. Travis and Rob exchange a glance and stare at Jay. Jay begins fumbling through his clothes.
Covert Jay: Damn, must be out…
Cartwright: What are you-
Covert Jay: GREAT LEAPING PLATYPUS!
Jay points behind them. They both turn their back to him, and he tiptoes away.
Pierce: Whatever. What was I talking about?
Cartwright: A new angle.
Pierce: Right, and I think I’ve got it. We throw all our marketing capabilities behind Andy Savana.
Cartwright: Savana?
Pierce: Absolutely. We promote him as a “Travis-Killer” and build him up as this unstoppable force. In fact, if he is serious about beating Roberts again, we might need to even consider making a charitable donation to his cause.
Cartwright: What do you mean by donation?
Pierce: We’ll work out the details later, and if you were paying attention you’d have noticed I said “might” as in “maybe.” Cut to the chase, we have this champion Travis-Killer, and then we climb the mountain ourselves. Slay the dragon, so to speak. That eventual confrontation, that eventual victory, we can make it the greatest the world has ever seen. This industry is all about promotion, Rob, and nobody is in a better position to do that than you and I. So first I take care of whatever my match is on Synergy, then we get to business, and ride Savana back to the top.
Cartwright: You have a match for the Chaos Title.
Pierce: Say what?
Cartwright: You and Duncan Ryder are both challenging Somers for the Chaos Title.
Pierce: The whack job that fucked up Fear with the ring bells?
Cartwright: Yeah.
Pierce: Shit. We should have done a full show.
Cartwright: I know.
Pierce: Well, stick to the plan.
Cartwright: You’re sure about this?
Pierce: It’s the piercing truth.
Cartwright: Travis?
Travis stands off to the side, scribbling on a clip board.
Cartwright: Where is everyone?
Pierce: Sent everyone home.
Cartwright: You sent everyone home?
Pierce: Yep.
Cartwright: How are we supposed to do the show?
Pierce: No show this week. Not doing it.
Cartwright: But I already lined up a guest and everything.
Pierce: Well, you can cancel him. We can’t keep doing thing the way that we have. It’s not working for me. We’re taking a one week hiatus, and we’ll retool and relaunch. We need a new angle.
Cartwright: Like what?
Travis thinks for a moment and is about to speak, but he is interrupted by a puff of smoke, and as it clears Covert Jay stands between them.
Covert Jay: HUTTAH!
Travis coughs a few times.
Pierce: What are you doing here?
Cartwright: He was the guest.
Covert Jay: Why aren’t you speaking in bold?
Pierce: Huh?
Covert Jay: You usually speak in bold.
Cartwright: I think he means your voice.
Pierce: We’re not on the air.
Covert Jay: A ninja is always busy, so if we could move it along.
Pierce: Move what along?
Covert Jay: The interview. I’m scheduled to go Dragon watching in a couple hours.
Cartwright: We can’t have an interview. Travis isn’t having a show this week.
Covert Jay: Well, I can fix that.
Jay reaches into his towel and pulls out a microphone.
Covert Jay: Travis, how do you feel about your upcoming match for the Chaos Championship?
Pierce: Don’t do that?
Covert Jay: Do what?
Pierce: Talk like I do. It’s creeping me out.
Covert Jay: I can’t help that we ask the hard questions here.
Pierce: Dude, piss off.
Covert Jay: All right, all right. I can get a hint. STEALTH ESCAPE!
Nothing happens. Travis and Rob exchange a glance and stare at Jay. Jay begins fumbling through his clothes.
Covert Jay: Damn, must be out…
Cartwright: What are you-
Covert Jay: GREAT LEAPING PLATYPUS!
Jay points behind them. They both turn their back to him, and he tiptoes away.
Pierce: Whatever. What was I talking about?
Cartwright: A new angle.
Pierce: Right, and I think I’ve got it. We throw all our marketing capabilities behind Andy Savana.
Cartwright: Savana?
Pierce: Absolutely. We promote him as a “Travis-Killer” and build him up as this unstoppable force. In fact, if he is serious about beating Roberts again, we might need to even consider making a charitable donation to his cause.
Cartwright: What do you mean by donation?
Pierce: We’ll work out the details later, and if you were paying attention you’d have noticed I said “might” as in “maybe.” Cut to the chase, we have this champion Travis-Killer, and then we climb the mountain ourselves. Slay the dragon, so to speak. That eventual confrontation, that eventual victory, we can make it the greatest the world has ever seen. This industry is all about promotion, Rob, and nobody is in a better position to do that than you and I. So first I take care of whatever my match is on Synergy, then we get to business, and ride Savana back to the top.
Cartwright: You have a match for the Chaos Title.
Pierce: Say what?
Cartwright: You and Duncan Ryder are both challenging Somers for the Chaos Title.
Pierce: The whack job that fucked up Fear with the ring bells?
Cartwright: Yeah.
Pierce: Shit. We should have done a full show.
Cartwright: I know.
Pierce: Well, stick to the plan.
Cartwright: You’re sure about this?
Pierce: It’s the piercing truth.