The shot opens up in the backstage area. The crowd boos as they get their second glimpse of Stunray in GCW. He’s walking through the halls yelling at someone off camera.
“Keep up! You’re slowing me down!”
A loud clanging noise is heard and Stunray stops his walking, frowns, furrows his brown and turns around. The camera pans to see a mustachioed Mexican man on the ground with three suitcases and a large green gym bag sprawled out on top of him. The crowd cheers loudly, immediately recognizing the former XWF2003 interviewer (and later Stunray lackey), Pedro Sanchez. He speaks in his thick, Mexican accent, begging for some sympathy or relief.
"Senor Stunray, the bags are heavy joo see?"
Pedro struggles to get up but cannot. Stunray pulls the gym bag, obviously the lightest of the items off of Pedro.
“There, you happy now? Is that better? Now get up and let’s go!”
Stunray begins to walk down the hallway again. Pedro slinks out from under the heavy bags and quickly picks them up off the ground, obviously struggling with the task. He hobbles hastily to try to catch up with Stunray and finally does.
“I want you to listen to me Pedro. You’re here – because of me and only me. I asked that scumbag Nigel Alexander to hire you but apparently he didn’t see the need for another interviewer. So your paychecks are coming from me. That means you do what I say at all times. No funny business like before. Me entiendes?”
Pedro hobbles behind, one bag slowly sliding down his shoulder. He shakes his head up and down to indicate that he understands. Stunray stops at a door and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out a piece of paper and reads it.
“Yep, this is it Pedro. My locker room.”
Stunray pushes the door open to the locker room and steps inside.
“So he takes the cup and I swear to god, dumps the whole damn thing of vodka all over her.”
Shawn Urban is inside sitting in the corner, talking to Evan Cross and Vtech. Evan replies while Vtech looks shocked.
“Oh my god. No shit?”
Stunray looks to the right to see Zachary Hayden putting deodorant on. He freezes in place as all four performers turn and look at him. A look of absolute disgust comes across his face. This couldn’t be the right room. He takes a step back out into the hallway and backs into Pedro. A bag falls off of him, crashing to the ground. Stunray looks back at the piece of paper and up at the room number adorned above the doorway. He points up at it.
“134? 134! No way. Absolutely not!”
Pedro lugs the bag back up onto his arm. Stunray reaches deep into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone. He dials a number on it and puts it up to his ear. Pedro chips in with his slow, drawn out Speedy Gonzales-esque accent.
“Senor Stunray, I can put the bags down? They are so hea..”
Stunray puts his finger up to Pedro’s mouth, shushing him mid-sentence to the crowd’s dismay. He waits for three more seconds before the call goes through.
“Nigel? Stunray here. Yeah, no. No. Actually, things are NOT going well.”
Stunray waits for another second.
“Look, I only asked for a few minor things and one of them was my own personal locker room. What? What do you mean it was either that or Pedro? I’m the one paying Pedro!”
Stunray listens to Nigel respond, getting more irritated by the second.
“No, I’m not done talking yet. I don’t care where you have to be. If you think I am going to share a locker room with a bunch of second-rate failures, you …”
Stunray pulls his phone from his cheek and looks at it. The call has ended. He mutters under his breath as he pushes the phone back into his pocket. His eyes roll as he sighs and steps back into the room. All of the attention has turned towards him at this point. There is an awkward silence as he looks at everyone glaring at him. They obviously heard the entire conversation.
"DON'T LOOK AT ME!" he shouts, while slamming the door. He turns and starts fast walking down the hallway. Pedro looks up at him, sighs, and continues to follow as GCW goes to a commercial break.
GCW returns from the commercial break to a shot of Pedro looking into the camera, standing in front of a line of boilers. Stunray's luggage can be spotted in the corner, on the floor. The GCW crowd pops as he raises a microphone to his mouth, only semi visible in the poorly lit room.
"Senors y Senoritas, I give to joo, Senor Stunray."
Stunray walks into the shot and the crowd quickly changes their tone.
"Yis. Senor Stunray. How do joo feel - how do joo feel you have been treated since joining the GCWs?"
Stunray looks dead straight in the camera.
"To be honest Pedro, I am not feeling welcome. Nigel Alexander promised me certain amenities for coming to this company and they are not being followed through with. A star of my caliber is used to being wined and dined and I'm being treated the same as the trash I see scattered around in the halls of this place. This is the same level of disrespect that is all too common in this industry and I will not stand for it."
"Hokay. Jor first match in the GCW is against Yensen."
Pedro pauses and a deer-in-the-headlights look quickly creeps across his face.
Stunray tilts his head downwards and waits before realizing he has forgotten his line. He begins mouthing the words towards Pedro.
"How do you pl..."
"How do joo plan to win against a man?"
"with such apparent..."
"With such apparent mental issyous?"
Stunray turns his head from Pedro to the camera.
"You know what? That's a fantastic question! Your writer should win an award."
"But Senor, joo wrote the questio.."
Stunray turns his head away from the mic and the camera and mumbles "Shut up!".
"I've been in this business for far too long to know that it won't be a fight. I've been in this business for far too long to think that I can just walk in and have an easy win. But the same repitition that has proved to me that I'll be in for a battle and that it won't be easy, has shown me time and time again, that I am on a different level than everyone else in the wrestling business. I am a god amongst men when it comes to this sport and GCW will not be any different."
Stunray turns back to Pedro.
"Okay, we are done now, yis? When do I get my checks?"
Stunray looks at Pedro, angrily. He rips the microphone out of his hand and pushes him out of the shot. He turns and stares into the camera.
"But mark my damn words. When I beat this guy - I am getting my own locker room. If you got a problem with that Nigel, you have my number."
Stunray drops the microphone and walks out of the shot.
Andrew Jordan: Anyone checked my app for approval yet?
Feb 7, 2017 12:13:34 GMT -5
Kidd West: We were waiting to see if you would join our discord chat Andrew
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Deleted: chat? IDK
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bedlam316: Hey. Just wondering am I supposed to start RPing if my profile was moved to the profiles section or do I need to wait to be "debuted" before that?
Feb 18, 2017 11:29:43 GMT -5
Kidd West: I will post up the rp threads tonigh. You can post your rp there whenever you are ready. Can I please bother you to join our Discord? XD discord.gg/Ee8Rbv6 It provides quicker contact with all members of the community
Feb 18, 2017 13:15:05 GMT -5
Kidd West: IF ANYONE CAN SEE THIS, I AM BACK FROM HOLIDAY
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stevewolf: Hey guys just wanted to introduce myself and thanks for the chance. I can't wait to get started and have some some fun with y'all.
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Kidd West: Sweet! Will get match threads up tonight Steve. In the mean time come and join our Discord Community if you'd like easy access to the mods and to discuss wrestling content
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