Post by Cornbread Mafia on Jun 26, 2014 21:48:21 GMT -6
Shawn Worley stands in front of his laptop in his motel room, waiting for his girlfriend, Reya Alonso to step out of the shower. Before he can see her wander in, he starts surfing around the interwebs and comes across Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown’s second promo for Searing Agony. He clicks on the play button, unaware that Reya is right behind him, fully clothed and ready to go do whatever it is they were going to end up doing today. The video plays for them both, Shawn just sitting there staring intently at the screen while Reya stands behind him, her arms crossed and aggravation crawling across her face. The promo finishes and Shawn nods, leaning forward to click on the webcam. Before he can say anything, Reya pipes up.
Reya Alonso: Why are they such…
She searches her internal data banks for the right verbiage and finally just explodes.
Reya Alonso: Pinche pendejos?
Shawn shrugs, his gaze dropping to the keyboard even as he grins at Reya’s visible level of annoyance.
Shawn Worley: Ah hayav n’ahdaya?
Still shaking from what she’s watched, Reya balls up her fists.
Reya Alonso: Why can’t they admit that beating you would be an actual accomplishment? I mean, isn’t that what they’re after? If they believe they’re the best tag team in the company and the only other one working as a team on regular basis has been you guys and beating you isn’t considered any kind of accomplishment or a sign of merit, aren’t they sort of doing it wrong?
Shawn shrugs again, finally looking back up.
Shawn Worley: Eeyits poss’bull...
Reya can’t believe her ears.
Reya Alonso: Seriously, they’re screeching at you guys, repeatedly, about making excuses and passing the buck for blame when they’re the ones who cheated to win your first match and then tried to run away from actually having consequences for it.
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: Avry chayans thigh geyets, eeyit sames.
Reya stares at the screen and the still image of Murphy and Krown for a few seconds
Reya Alonso: They’re afraid of you, aren’t they?
Shawn shrugs, grinning into the webcam.
Shawn Worley: Sho duz same lack theyet, donit?
Reya nods slowly, her arms still crossed.
Reya Alonso: It was almost sad watching them try to rush into this cage match so they could just go on with their lives in commentary. Why would they wanna do that and lose a spot on this pay-per-view? It’s not like there’s another team available to fight them here! Sin City Knights are fighting solo matches, Bene Elohim and K.I.S.S. are in the main event, which probably really burns them up. The Children are in that main event too, Dark Camelot’s got a singles match so if it weren’t for you guys, they wouldn’t be doing anything on this show and would probably be complaining about management mistreating them because they didn’t have a highly publicized spot while with you and Cameron, they have the first cage match in UWA history.
Shawn shrugs.
Shawn Worley: Thigh jess…
He shakes his head in obvious confusion.
Shawn Worley: Ah dunno wha thigh wowna donply bayin eeyin th’ farst tayag tame fuhyood eeyin theeyis cumpny.
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: RIGHT?!!? You’d think they’d wanna make that as big a deal as possible so that if they win, they could use that to propel themselves forward instead of telling the world not to care because they only beat crap!
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: Eeyits tru, eeyif way weeyin theyis mayatch, ain’t n’body gown sigh thigh sow thayat cowmin. Cayam an’ Ah’d b thuhreeled!
Reya smiles.
Reya Alonso: I’d be proud of you. You’re right, when you guys came here you were supposed to be a sad joke that nobody ever took seriously and now look at you! Just, look at you, in the first cage match against a top level team and just a win away from being able to stake a claim to being the best around and all they can do is bitch that the second most powerful executive in the company exerted his power in a way they don’t like? Where’s the fire? Where’s the drive to prove the first time wasn’t a fluke?
She pauses for a second.
Reya Alonso: Shit, where’s the drive to say they’re not just the funny idiots who do commentary but can’t do much else sometimes?
Before Shawn can answer, Reya looks at the picture and nods again.
Reya Alonso: That’s another thing, why are they so funny on commentary and so damned repetitive and boring when they cut promos? I mean, they seem to be really good on commentary, really good in the ring, shouldn’t that translate to more than a fiftieth fat joke about a guy they aren’t even going to fight?
Caught dumbfounded, Shawn just shrugs into the camera.
Shawn Worley: Ah…
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: They do realize that the fact that there hasn’t been a clean match in your entire feud is completely their fault because they’re the ones who keep cheating and if they do that again, they’re done, right?
Shawn shakes his head.
Shawn Worley: Nayv’r meeyit’t.
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: I know, then they’d have to admit as much as they wanna say you haven’t proven you can beat them, they haven’t proven they can beat you without help yet. You’ve gone even with them so far…
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Sobrin thowt, ainit?
Reya nods, sighing heavily.
Reya Alonso: What are they gonna do if you and Cam kick their asses on Sunday? Like really kick their asses?
Shawn chuckles.
Shawn Worley: Wan, mayik scuses n’ al’guyshuns n’ sigh way puhroov’d nuth’n.
Reya shakes her head.
Reya Alonso: That’ll be so sad…
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Awuz thank’n thet muhself.
Glaring down at the screen, Reya shakes her head in disgust.
Reya Alonso: Royal blood my ass, I hope you spill it all over that cage until there’s nothing left just so even if they somehow steal the win they can’t gloat about it…
Shawn nods knowingly.
Shawn Worley: Thayats th’ playin!
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: Good, now turn that damn thing off and let’s go have some fun!
Shawn nods and reaches over to turn the computer off.
Shawn Worley: Yeyes’m.
Reya Alonso: Why are they such…
She searches her internal data banks for the right verbiage and finally just explodes.
Reya Alonso: Pinche pendejos?
Shawn shrugs, his gaze dropping to the keyboard even as he grins at Reya’s visible level of annoyance.
Shawn Worley: Ah hayav n’ahdaya?
Still shaking from what she’s watched, Reya balls up her fists.
Reya Alonso: Why can’t they admit that beating you would be an actual accomplishment? I mean, isn’t that what they’re after? If they believe they’re the best tag team in the company and the only other one working as a team on regular basis has been you guys and beating you isn’t considered any kind of accomplishment or a sign of merit, aren’t they sort of doing it wrong?
Shawn shrugs again, finally looking back up.
Shawn Worley: Eeyits poss’bull...
Reya can’t believe her ears.
Reya Alonso: Seriously, they’re screeching at you guys, repeatedly, about making excuses and passing the buck for blame when they’re the ones who cheated to win your first match and then tried to run away from actually having consequences for it.
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: Avry chayans thigh geyets, eeyit sames.
Reya stares at the screen and the still image of Murphy and Krown for a few seconds
Reya Alonso: They’re afraid of you, aren’t they?
Shawn shrugs, grinning into the webcam.
Shawn Worley: Sho duz same lack theyet, donit?
Reya nods slowly, her arms still crossed.
Reya Alonso: It was almost sad watching them try to rush into this cage match so they could just go on with their lives in commentary. Why would they wanna do that and lose a spot on this pay-per-view? It’s not like there’s another team available to fight them here! Sin City Knights are fighting solo matches, Bene Elohim and K.I.S.S. are in the main event, which probably really burns them up. The Children are in that main event too, Dark Camelot’s got a singles match so if it weren’t for you guys, they wouldn’t be doing anything on this show and would probably be complaining about management mistreating them because they didn’t have a highly publicized spot while with you and Cameron, they have the first cage match in UWA history.
Shawn shrugs.
Shawn Worley: Thigh jess…
He shakes his head in obvious confusion.
Shawn Worley: Ah dunno wha thigh wowna donply bayin eeyin th’ farst tayag tame fuhyood eeyin theeyis cumpny.
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: RIGHT?!!? You’d think they’d wanna make that as big a deal as possible so that if they win, they could use that to propel themselves forward instead of telling the world not to care because they only beat crap!
Shawn nods his agreement.
Shawn Worley: Eeyits tru, eeyif way weeyin theyis mayatch, ain’t n’body gown sigh thigh sow thayat cowmin. Cayam an’ Ah’d b thuhreeled!
Reya smiles.
Reya Alonso: I’d be proud of you. You’re right, when you guys came here you were supposed to be a sad joke that nobody ever took seriously and now look at you! Just, look at you, in the first cage match against a top level team and just a win away from being able to stake a claim to being the best around and all they can do is bitch that the second most powerful executive in the company exerted his power in a way they don’t like? Where’s the fire? Where’s the drive to prove the first time wasn’t a fluke?
She pauses for a second.
Reya Alonso: Shit, where’s the drive to say they’re not just the funny idiots who do commentary but can’t do much else sometimes?
Before Shawn can answer, Reya looks at the picture and nods again.
Reya Alonso: That’s another thing, why are they so funny on commentary and so damned repetitive and boring when they cut promos? I mean, they seem to be really good on commentary, really good in the ring, shouldn’t that translate to more than a fiftieth fat joke about a guy they aren’t even going to fight?
Caught dumbfounded, Shawn just shrugs into the camera.
Shawn Worley: Ah…
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: They do realize that the fact that there hasn’t been a clean match in your entire feud is completely their fault because they’re the ones who keep cheating and if they do that again, they’re done, right?
Shawn shakes his head.
Shawn Worley: Nayv’r meeyit’t.
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: I know, then they’d have to admit as much as they wanna say you haven’t proven you can beat them, they haven’t proven they can beat you without help yet. You’ve gone even with them so far…
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Sobrin thowt, ainit?
Reya nods, sighing heavily.
Reya Alonso: What are they gonna do if you and Cam kick their asses on Sunday? Like really kick their asses?
Shawn chuckles.
Shawn Worley: Wan, mayik scuses n’ al’guyshuns n’ sigh way puhroov’d nuth’n.
Reya shakes her head.
Reya Alonso: That’ll be so sad…
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Awuz thank’n thet muhself.
Glaring down at the screen, Reya shakes her head in disgust.
Reya Alonso: Royal blood my ass, I hope you spill it all over that cage until there’s nothing left just so even if they somehow steal the win they can’t gloat about it…
Shawn nods knowingly.
Shawn Worley: Thayats th’ playin!
Reya nods.
Reya Alonso: Good, now turn that damn thing off and let’s go have some fun!
Shawn nods and reaches over to turn the computer off.
Shawn Worley: Yeyes’m.
