Post by The Ace on Feb 7, 2010 16:41:11 GMT -5
*The scene opens in The Corporate Empire locker-room, where The Ace is sat opposite a scantily clad Carly Robbins...*
Remind me to thank Kole Kaos yet again for making sure we don't get interviewed by Chad...you're so much easier on the eye....
*Carly blushes*
I assume you're here to interview me about my match against Xavier this week?
Carly: That's what I was told...
But of course you were dear, I'm afraid though I'm a little unprepared, you see I didn't even know you still worked here, I haven't seen you since Steve dumped your peachy little ass and Layla kicked the crap out of you...
*Carly takes a deep breath*
Carly: I'd rather not talk about that...
Oh I understand, believe me I do, but getting your ass handed to you...in a cage - wasn't it? - is nothing to be ashamed of...
*Carly grits her teeth*
Infact, I'd say you might be one of the few people who can truly appreciate what awaits Xavier Williams this Sunday, the difference being of course our cage has a roof and is actually more of a cell...has he been to seek your advice yet?
Carly: No...
Then where is he?
Carly: I don't know...
Perhaps he's just being lazy, he's good at that...either that or he's just plain underestimating me, either way its not a wise scenario...perhaps he feels that his experience in that Caged Death Match against Angel a few months back, but he came up short then too didn't he?
Carly: Maybe he thinks he has learned enough from that not to make the same mistake twice...
*The Ace looks shocked*
Since when did the ditzy blonde become so knowledgeable? Your theory might well hold some water if indeed Xavier was facing Angel again, but the fact is I'm no Angel, and to me, Xavier's silence just illustrates that without my wife to talk about, men like him have nothing...nothing on guys like me...
Carly: You have a wife?
*The Ace sighs and shakes his head...*
And what a spectacular return to form that was for this bottle blonde ladies and gentlemen, but Xavier, wherever you are sitting, watching this, eating your fried chicken, drinking your Kool Aid, hoping you can pull a Ricky Johnson last minute promo to save you, let me remind you that everytime he has stepped in the ring with me, he too has fallen...
Carly: So where is your wife?
In the hospital...
Carly: Oh I am sorry to hear that, what happened to her?
*The Ace breathes deeply to calm himself and growls one name*
Falcon...
Carly: Gee, I hope it doesn't throw you off your game this Sunday...
I won't let it...
Carly: You know you're actually kinda cute when you're fired up like this...
Sorry sweetie, I try not to make a habit of playing second fiddle to Steve...
Carly: Just because he had me first? He has the World Championship before you, you still want that right?
*Carly smiles one of those cute innocent smiles that gets guys all the time*
Touche...
*The Ace mutters to himself that he was now a married man, as he watches Carly's hips sway as she leaves him with something to think about, but still his wife was in a coma she may never wake from now and he was sorely tempted, missing his playboy days...the camera fades on a frustrated Ace...*
Remind me to thank Kole Kaos yet again for making sure we don't get interviewed by Chad...you're so much easier on the eye....
*Carly blushes*
I assume you're here to interview me about my match against Xavier this week?
Carly: That's what I was told...
But of course you were dear, I'm afraid though I'm a little unprepared, you see I didn't even know you still worked here, I haven't seen you since Steve dumped your peachy little ass and Layla kicked the crap out of you...
*Carly takes a deep breath*
Carly: I'd rather not talk about that...
Oh I understand, believe me I do, but getting your ass handed to you...in a cage - wasn't it? - is nothing to be ashamed of...
*Carly grits her teeth*
Infact, I'd say you might be one of the few people who can truly appreciate what awaits Xavier Williams this Sunday, the difference being of course our cage has a roof and is actually more of a cell...has he been to seek your advice yet?
Carly: No...
Then where is he?
Carly: I don't know...
Perhaps he's just being lazy, he's good at that...either that or he's just plain underestimating me, either way its not a wise scenario...perhaps he feels that his experience in that Caged Death Match against Angel a few months back, but he came up short then too didn't he?
Carly: Maybe he thinks he has learned enough from that not to make the same mistake twice...
*The Ace looks shocked*
Since when did the ditzy blonde become so knowledgeable? Your theory might well hold some water if indeed Xavier was facing Angel again, but the fact is I'm no Angel, and to me, Xavier's silence just illustrates that without my wife to talk about, men like him have nothing...nothing on guys like me...
Carly: You have a wife?
*The Ace sighs and shakes his head...*
And what a spectacular return to form that was for this bottle blonde ladies and gentlemen, but Xavier, wherever you are sitting, watching this, eating your fried chicken, drinking your Kool Aid, hoping you can pull a Ricky Johnson last minute promo to save you, let me remind you that everytime he has stepped in the ring with me, he too has fallen...
Carly: So where is your wife?
In the hospital...
Carly: Oh I am sorry to hear that, what happened to her?
*The Ace breathes deeply to calm himself and growls one name*
Falcon...
Carly: Gee, I hope it doesn't throw you off your game this Sunday...
I won't let it...
Carly: You know you're actually kinda cute when you're fired up like this...
Sorry sweetie, I try not to make a habit of playing second fiddle to Steve...
Carly: Just because he had me first? He has the World Championship before you, you still want that right?
*Carly smiles one of those cute innocent smiles that gets guys all the time*
Touche...
*The Ace mutters to himself that he was now a married man, as he watches Carly's hips sway as she leaves him with something to think about, but still his wife was in a coma she may never wake from now and he was sorely tempted, missing his playboy days...the camera fades on a frustrated Ace...*