Post by TOUCHDOWN on Dec 17, 2022 22:54:47 GMT
DECEMBER 15TH
POST-GOD AMONGST MEN
*CLICK CLICK CLICK*POST-GOD AMONGST MEN
*CLICK CLICK*
The cameras snap repeatedly at the stage. A media set-up stands atop it, a long table backdropped by a curtain adorned with the IPW logo and the logo for the recently concluded PPV: ‘God Amongst Men’. Luis De León, sat with a smile, takes a drink from his water bottle before adjusting the microphone.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Alright, now next up we have the IPW Openwe-”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“OH, YOU BETTER START SWIMMIN’, OR YOU’LL SINK LIKE A STONE! ‘CAUSE THE TIMES, THEY ARE A-CHANGIN’!!!”
Alastor Touchdown, still in his ring-gear and carrying the scars of his title defense, barges onto the stage. Flanked by Tuna Meltzer on one side - holding the Openweight Championship above his head - and on his other side, the newcomer who may well have secured his retainment: James Griggs Riley.
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“LUIS! WHERE is a STAND for MY! CHAMPIONSHIP! BELT!”
Touchdown slams his palm down onto the table as he emphasises each word.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Oh, can we get a- over here, please?”
A clear plastic stand is rushed onto the stage and placed atop the desk. Touchdown, despite demanding it, instead takes the title from Tuna and slings it over his shoulder, ignoring the stand entirely. He sits down next to León, with JGR standing imposingly behind him.
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“I’m glad you’re so underprepared, Louie, I’m glad this is already a farce; because it illustrates exactly what I’m going to change when IPW returns in January! Half-measures, mediocrity, all of it extinguished or forced to measure up to the talent at the top: ME! I just went one on one with a woman who felt no pain, Louie, it didn’t help her! I’ve beaten anyone and everyone who’s had the balls to try and stop me, now it’s to the point where my former opponents are trying to challenge for the World Championship because it’s SAFER!”
Slicking back his sweat matted hair, Touchdown spits spitefully onto the floor, disgusting León while eliciting no reaction from Touchdown’s camp.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Well, there is uh- some controversy over your win tonight to be sure, is that something you’d want to comment on?”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“Are you the press? Did you go and get yourself a useless journalism degree when I wasn’t looking, Louie? TELL ONE OF THEM TO ASK ME!”
León sheepishly gestures towards the audience. A voice from the crowd speaks up.
JOURNALIST #1
“Hi, John Russ from Fightful Select, there’s some controversy to your win tonight, can you comment o-”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“NO!”
Touchdown grabs and gulps down a bottle of water, his adrenaline going a mile a minute.
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“If you want to ask about my success tonight, you ask me! If you want to ask the question that I know is burning inside your tiny minds, you can ask the man behind me! This is James. Griggs. Riley. I’m a product of a loooooot of envy, Louie, ‘ol JGR here is the insurance someone in my position needs. But he doesn’t need me to speak for him!”
JOURNALIST #2
“*ahem* Mr. Riley, Ed T. Cactus from GrappleFanatics, what exactly is the nature of your relationship with the Champion?”
JAMES GRIGGS RILEY
“As Mr. Touchdown has already said, I’m insurance. I’m protection. If Mr. Touchdown has a problem, I can fix it. If Mr. Touchdown has a problem, I can solve it. The pro-wrestling industry is one filled with fake smiles and fake people, and for a person in the position of one like Mr. Touchdown, you can never be too sure where the next shot is gonna come from. So this is a message to the IPW roster, to anyone who thinks they got what it takes. Anyone who wants to take a shot at Mr. Touchdown has to get through me first! I break backs and cash cheques. If Mr. Touchdown wants me to put someone down, I got no qualms about whether or not they get back up. If you find yourself across the ring from me, just know that you’re dealin’ with someone that has zero regard for your life.
Satisfied with his answer, JGR steps back while crossing his arms.
JOURNALIST #3
“Robin Dewson, ArmbarExpress, on the note of potential challengers, the latest number one contender is the winner of tonight’s Limitless Chamber: PRICE. Any thoughts regarding that, especially with your history against him and his partner Spike.”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“The Messiah Of Catering doesn’t concern me in the way he and everyone else probably thinks he does. A guy that laughs at pain and lives to dish it out, dime-a-dozen. I understand that the PRICE Jimi Cooldown beat several months ago is not the same PRICE today. He’s had a fire lit under his considerably large ass. That’s what makes him dangerous. It’s also what makes him a valuable head to add to the wall. For too long, The Openweight Championship has been THE title that matters in IPW, bar none. Longest reigning Champion, most dominant Champion, the ONLY success story to come out of IPW. But that wouldn't be the case without my talent, my skill, my charisma. If anyone else in IPW had their way it'd be another belt gathering dust on their trophy shelf. So, not only am I considering PRICE to be one of the few challengers who deserves a shot, I’m looking forward to it! I'm looking forward to the prospect of somebody pushing me mentally and physically! And I'm looking forward to furthering my goals off adding his name to the list of desperates who tried to stop Alastor Touchdown! ‘Cause myself and Team Touchdown have been carrying this belt and this brand on our backs for too damn long!”
With that, Touchdown bolts up, ignoring the further questions asked from the audience. He marches off the stage, Meltzer shuffling at his heels. JGR remains on stage for a moment, surveying the room silently, before he follows behind.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Uhm… Well, thank you Mr. Touchdown, Mr. Meltzer and Mr. Riley. Next up, we have…”
“Well, there is uh- some controversy over your win tonight to be sure, is that something you’d want to comment on?”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“Are you the press? Did you go and get yourself a useless journalism degree when I wasn’t looking, Louie? TELL ONE OF THEM TO ASK ME!”
León sheepishly gestures towards the audience. A voice from the crowd speaks up.
JOURNALIST #1
“Hi, John Russ from Fightful Select, there’s some controversy to your win tonight, can you comment o-”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“NO!”
Touchdown grabs and gulps down a bottle of water, his adrenaline going a mile a minute.
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“If you want to ask about my success tonight, you ask me! If you want to ask the question that I know is burning inside your tiny minds, you can ask the man behind me! This is James. Griggs. Riley. I’m a product of a loooooot of envy, Louie, ‘ol JGR here is the insurance someone in my position needs. But he doesn’t need me to speak for him!”
JOURNALIST #2
“*ahem* Mr. Riley, Ed T. Cactus from GrappleFanatics, what exactly is the nature of your relationship with the Champion?”
JAMES GRIGGS RILEY
“As Mr. Touchdown has already said, I’m insurance. I’m protection. If Mr. Touchdown has a problem, I can fix it. If Mr. Touchdown has a problem, I can solve it. The pro-wrestling industry is one filled with fake smiles and fake people, and for a person in the position of one like Mr. Touchdown, you can never be too sure where the next shot is gonna come from. So this is a message to the IPW roster, to anyone who thinks they got what it takes. Anyone who wants to take a shot at Mr. Touchdown has to get through me first! I break backs and cash cheques. If Mr. Touchdown wants me to put someone down, I got no qualms about whether or not they get back up. If you find yourself across the ring from me, just know that you’re dealin’ with someone that has zero regard for your life.
Satisfied with his answer, JGR steps back while crossing his arms.
JOURNALIST #3
“Robin Dewson, ArmbarExpress, on the note of potential challengers, the latest number one contender is the winner of tonight’s Limitless Chamber: PRICE. Any thoughts regarding that, especially with your history against him and his partner Spike.”
ALASTOR TOUCHDOWN
“The Messiah Of Catering doesn’t concern me in the way he and everyone else probably thinks he does. A guy that laughs at pain and lives to dish it out, dime-a-dozen. I understand that the PRICE Jimi Cooldown beat several months ago is not the same PRICE today. He’s had a fire lit under his considerably large ass. That’s what makes him dangerous. It’s also what makes him a valuable head to add to the wall. For too long, The Openweight Championship has been THE title that matters in IPW, bar none. Longest reigning Champion, most dominant Champion, the ONLY success story to come out of IPW. But that wouldn't be the case without my talent, my skill, my charisma. If anyone else in IPW had their way it'd be another belt gathering dust on their trophy shelf. So, not only am I considering PRICE to be one of the few challengers who deserves a shot, I’m looking forward to it! I'm looking forward to the prospect of somebody pushing me mentally and physically! And I'm looking forward to furthering my goals off adding his name to the list of desperates who tried to stop Alastor Touchdown! ‘Cause myself and Team Touchdown have been carrying this belt and this brand on our backs for too damn long!”
With that, Touchdown bolts up, ignoring the further questions asked from the audience. He marches off the stage, Meltzer shuffling at his heels. JGR remains on stage for a moment, surveying the room silently, before he follows behind.
LUIS DE LEÓN
“Uhm… Well, thank you Mr. Touchdown, Mr. Meltzer and Mr. Riley. Next up, we have…”
