TBirdSCIL
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M.W. Grossard vs. "Showtime" Steven James
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scwhat82
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OK, Here We Go
Fade in to Showtime Steven James standing in a gym's office. He's sweaty and breathing heavy for he has just got done working out. He looks at the camera and begins.
So, it looks like my next opponent is a man by the name of M.W. Grossard. Now, i don't really know too much about you Grossard, at least not yet, for you see i've got tapes of your promos and matches that, after i get a little cleaned up, will watch and learn so i can prepare for our time of battle.
You know a lot of people think i may be a guy who has yet to really get on a roll here in the GLCW, well i may actually agree with that assumption. However, with every loss has come something learned, and although i've been defeated, i have not yet been beaten. So, Grossard you better bring all you have to the ring because if not, you'll find yourself on your back for the three son.
Now, if you'll excuse me, i've got some research to do.
Fade in to Showtime Steven James standing in a gym's office. He's sweaty and breathing heavy for he has just got done working out. He looks at the camera and begins.
So, it looks like my next opponent is a man by the name of M.W. Grossard. Now, i don't really know too much about you Grossard, at least not yet, for you see i've got tapes of your promos and matches that, after i get a little cleaned up, will watch and learn so i can prepare for our time of battle.
You know a lot of people think i may be a guy who has yet to really get on a roll here in the GLCW, well i may actually agree with that assumption. However, with every loss has come something learned, and although i've been defeated, i have not yet been beaten. So, Grossard you better bring all you have to the ring because if not, you'll find yourself on your back for the three son.
Now, if you'll excuse me, i've got some research to do.
NotorisSTD
League Member
with all erased...
[updated:LAST EDITED ON May-22-03 AT 05:44 PM (EST)](FADEIN: Some awful yuppie scum is sitting behind his desk in his office. Streamers ummm..stream from a little rotating table fan. our subject sweats like a hog, Dressed in 90$ ray bans, an Evanescence
T-shirt, and a blue sports jacket. He spouts buzz word after buzz word into a cell phone...)
BOSTWICK B. MAXIMIZED: It's time to power glide on the downshot. Bacon, my bra. I wanna send a message. An extreme message, to these righteous doods. Kick out the jams. I'm coming up, so you better get this party started. Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. baby's getting big, but she's gonna get bigger. Baby want something? Baby want more?!?! baby! baby! baby! I'm a rock 'n roll-
(SFX: Buzz...)
BOSTWICK: Hold up a sec, (hits a button) Yeah?
SECRETARY: It's your One o’clock, sir.
BOSTWICK: Sexcelent, to the max. Send him in, Miss Tytfwok...
(Bostwick continues his phone conversation, as M.W. Grossard wanders into the room, in dress pants, suspenders, and a white work shirt...)
BOSTWICK: Call you back, babe. (clicks cell away...) Ah, M.W. m'man. Please have a seat.
MWG: (giggles) Mkay. (plots himself on a leather chair and begins loading a cigarette into his filter...)
BOSTWICK: No smoking in here, if you don't mind, man.
MWG: Oh, right. Sure thing.
BOSTWICK: So how have you enjoyed your GLCW Tenure thus far?
MWG: For real? Like, I haven't had to fight SQUAT yet, and I'm getting paid just for showing up and doing whatever once or twice a week. This job is easier than prostitution...
BOSTWICK: (laughs awkwardly) there y'go, buddy. However, well, lemmie explain why we decided it was necessary to have a discussion with you. We realize that you're new here, and not entirely adjusted to how things at GLCW operate. To acclimatize you to this, We thought we could discuss the direction of your "character."
MWG: Yeah, well, y'know. Way back when I was trying too hard to ah...y'know. (makes quote marks with fingers) "Fit in,"with the whole standard psycho goth monster thing. Now I figure I should just ah, be myself with the volume tuned up. I'm sensationalizing myself, you could say...
BOSTWICK: Yeah, um...It's odd that you feel this way. It was explained to you on the occasion of your contract signing that you were to be pushed as a "baby face." You do understand what a "babyface" is, correct?
MWG: Um...of course. But what King Krusher explained to me was that all I really had to do for that is not insult the fans, and they'd ah..y'know, respect me for being entertaining. Which as I said at the time, isn't a problem for me. Wrestling fans are a quaint little subculture, I've always thought.
BOSTWICK: um...yes. (jots something down on a notebook) Well, We at GLCW feel that perhaps what you don't yet grasp is that a part of your new role is not to augment yourself, but to market yourself to our target audience.
MWG:...I'm not sure if I follow you.
BOSTWICK: Well, take all the fag stuff-
MWG: Excuse me?
BOSTWICK: Er ah, gender confusion that is to say. You see, most wrestling fans are not culturally enlightened like you and I are. They have virtually no tolerance or understanding of minority issues, and are for the most part quite uncomfortable with anything less than the classic ideal of masculinity. So we have to ask that you dispose of the cross dressing gimmick in favor of something more befitting you, dig?
MWG: I see...and what kind of outfits would you prefer?
BOSTWICK: Well, as you certainly are a "hardcore" one, we have decided that a leather jacket, a Metalica T-shirt, and torn up blue jeans would fit your personality best.
MWG: Metalica sucks.
BOSTWICK: Take a chill pill, amigo. Now, We also need to talk about all the perverse and drug related humor...
MWG: Well, gee, isn't that sort of thing ah...y'know, like, more or less accepted by mainstream culture at this point? Even in wrestling, just look at Beau Michaels and R(bleeep)am...
BOSTWICK: (Chuckles) Gross out, daddio, are you serious? Michaels’s promotional sports look like cinemax soft core porn. Good looking people with hardly any clothes on. Instant ratings. Cash money bank. YOU On the other hand talk about penetrating open wounds, if that's even possible...
MWG: oh you'd be surprised what-
BOSTWICK:-AND ejaculating on your opponents faces. That's not SEXY, that's deranged. People want VANILA SEX, Grossarama. Anything that deviates from standard intercourse is simply NOT to be discussed in an open forum. FURTHERMORE, R(bleeep)Dam makes a RARE marijuana reference, while you go on and on about Crystal meth. You honestly believe most of these wrestling fans have any idea what crystal meth even is? The common TV watching rube isn't educated about the real world, and they don't want to be. These people like humor like the kind they have on shows like "friends," or "7th Heaven..."
MWG: Oh sh(bleep), that reminds me, did you catch the serise finale of Gillmore Girls the other Night? Did Lorilie end up marrying that coffee shop owner guy, or what?
BOSTWICK: That's hardly the issue at hand. The point I'm trying to make here,(double thumb points) M-W-G, is our priority with you is to adjust your persona so as to ensure that we can make good
on the money we've invested in you. Do you realize your "Sex, Violence, whatever," T-shirts are currently our lowest selling merchandise item?
MWG: Well, jeezus, I've only been on one show. If you don't mind my asking, what is your official job title here?
BOSTWICK: Be that as it may, we think it's time you were repackaged.
MWG: Well, what if I disagree.
BOSTWICK: Then you're bumming, dood. Back on the streets selling your ass for speed, or whatever it is you were doing before we dug you up.
MWG: So I've been given a choice between material comfort and dignity...(makes his pondering face) Well, now that I think about it, that video with the quadriplegic guy banging his head in mores code was pretty cool...
BOSTWICK: Good to know you're such an open minded cat, Gross point blank. You've made the company very pleased. (laughs menacingly...MWG, confused, snickers right along. FTB)
(CUEUP: "To sell Angelina (wax ecstatic)" by Sponge...)
(FADEIN: To a GLCW logo backdrop, in front of which stands the formerly androgynous M.W. Grossard in ah...torn up blue jeans, a Metalica tour '85 T-shirt, and leather jacket. MWG sneers at the camera, cuz he's pissed off about something or other...)
MWG: Steven James, you think you're such a badass cuz your name is "Showtime." What kinda show is that supposed to be exactly? A dog show? A peep show? A show on Broadway, like cats?! What're you, gonna dress up in some frilly cat suit and try to cut me with plastic frickin' claws?!?! I'll give you show time! I'll give you a show right up your ass!!
BOSTWICK "off camera": NO SODONMY!!!
MWG: er ah...yeah, sorry 'bout that. So Steven James, I see you like to watch videos of me. You sick pervert!! What, have you got videos of me coming out of my house to get the newspaper in the morning, and in the shower, and eating cereal 'n all that? You kinda sweet on me, you queer? You all sweaty from pumping iron, or BEATING OFF to
my finely toned ass?!?!
BOSTWICK: NO MASTURBATION!!!
MWG: (whines) Aw, c'mon...
BOSTWICK: NO MENTION OF ANYTHING NON FOOD SUBSTANCE ENTERING OR EXITING ANY BODILLY ORIFICE, is that clear?!?!
MWG: (sighs) yes sir...anyway Stevie James, I'm glad to hear you've gotten accustomed to getting it handed to you. Cuz, due to your sucking, I'm gonna hand it to you again. I'm a hardcore crazy person. That's why I like Metalica, cuz they're hardcore and ceeerazy. You can try to fight back, but it'll do you no good at all!!! After I pin your shoulders to the mat, and do a little happy dance, you'll be able to say to yourself.."well, golly, MWG sure is a
b!tch..."...um...killer. Excuse me, MWG is a b!tch KILLER. Not at all an evil b!tch himself... (FTB)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON May-22-03 AT 05:44 PM (EST)](FADEIN: Some awful yuppie scum is sitting behind his desk in his office. Streamers ummm..stream from a little rotating table fan. our subject sweats like a hog, Dressed in 90$ ray bans, an Evanescence
T-shirt, and a blue sports jacket. He spouts buzz word after buzz word into a cell phone...)
BOSTWICK B. MAXIMIZED: It's time to power glide on the downshot. Bacon, my bra. I wanna send a message. An extreme message, to these righteous doods. Kick out the jams. I'm coming up, so you better get this party started. Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. baby's getting big, but she's gonna get bigger. Baby want something? Baby want more?!?! baby! baby! baby! I'm a rock 'n roll-
(SFX: Buzz...)
BOSTWICK: Hold up a sec, (hits a button) Yeah?
SECRETARY: It's your One o’clock, sir.
BOSTWICK: Sexcelent, to the max. Send him in, Miss Tytfwok...
(Bostwick continues his phone conversation, as M.W. Grossard wanders into the room, in dress pants, suspenders, and a white work shirt...)
BOSTWICK: Call you back, babe. (clicks cell away...) Ah, M.W. m'man. Please have a seat.
MWG: (giggles) Mkay. (plots himself on a leather chair and begins loading a cigarette into his filter...)
BOSTWICK: No smoking in here, if you don't mind, man.
MWG: Oh, right. Sure thing.
BOSTWICK: So how have you enjoyed your GLCW Tenure thus far?
MWG: For real? Like, I haven't had to fight SQUAT yet, and I'm getting paid just for showing up and doing whatever once or twice a week. This job is easier than prostitution...
BOSTWICK: (laughs awkwardly) there y'go, buddy. However, well, lemmie explain why we decided it was necessary to have a discussion with you. We realize that you're new here, and not entirely adjusted to how things at GLCW operate. To acclimatize you to this, We thought we could discuss the direction of your "character."
MWG: Yeah, well, y'know. Way back when I was trying too hard to ah...y'know. (makes quote marks with fingers) "Fit in,"with the whole standard psycho goth monster thing. Now I figure I should just ah, be myself with the volume tuned up. I'm sensationalizing myself, you could say...
BOSTWICK: Yeah, um...It's odd that you feel this way. It was explained to you on the occasion of your contract signing that you were to be pushed as a "baby face." You do understand what a "babyface" is, correct?
MWG: Um...of course. But what King Krusher explained to me was that all I really had to do for that is not insult the fans, and they'd ah..y'know, respect me for being entertaining. Which as I said at the time, isn't a problem for me. Wrestling fans are a quaint little subculture, I've always thought.
BOSTWICK: um...yes. (jots something down on a notebook) Well, We at GLCW feel that perhaps what you don't yet grasp is that a part of your new role is not to augment yourself, but to market yourself to our target audience.
MWG:...I'm not sure if I follow you.
BOSTWICK: Well, take all the fag stuff-
MWG: Excuse me?
BOSTWICK: Er ah, gender confusion that is to say. You see, most wrestling fans are not culturally enlightened like you and I are. They have virtually no tolerance or understanding of minority issues, and are for the most part quite uncomfortable with anything less than the classic ideal of masculinity. So we have to ask that you dispose of the cross dressing gimmick in favor of something more befitting you, dig?
MWG: I see...and what kind of outfits would you prefer?
BOSTWICK: Well, as you certainly are a "hardcore" one, we have decided that a leather jacket, a Metalica T-shirt, and torn up blue jeans would fit your personality best.
MWG: Metalica sucks.
BOSTWICK: Take a chill pill, amigo. Now, We also need to talk about all the perverse and drug related humor...
MWG: Well, gee, isn't that sort of thing ah...y'know, like, more or less accepted by mainstream culture at this point? Even in wrestling, just look at Beau Michaels and R(bleeep)am...
BOSTWICK: (Chuckles) Gross out, daddio, are you serious? Michaels’s promotional sports look like cinemax soft core porn. Good looking people with hardly any clothes on. Instant ratings. Cash money bank. YOU On the other hand talk about penetrating open wounds, if that's even possible...
MWG: oh you'd be surprised what-
BOSTWICK:-AND ejaculating on your opponents faces. That's not SEXY, that's deranged. People want VANILA SEX, Grossarama. Anything that deviates from standard intercourse is simply NOT to be discussed in an open forum. FURTHERMORE, R(bleeep)Dam makes a RARE marijuana reference, while you go on and on about Crystal meth. You honestly believe most of these wrestling fans have any idea what crystal meth even is? The common TV watching rube isn't educated about the real world, and they don't want to be. These people like humor like the kind they have on shows like "friends," or "7th Heaven..."
MWG: Oh sh(bleep), that reminds me, did you catch the serise finale of Gillmore Girls the other Night? Did Lorilie end up marrying that coffee shop owner guy, or what?
BOSTWICK: That's hardly the issue at hand. The point I'm trying to make here,(double thumb points) M-W-G, is our priority with you is to adjust your persona so as to ensure that we can make good
on the money we've invested in you. Do you realize your "Sex, Violence, whatever," T-shirts are currently our lowest selling merchandise item?
MWG: Well, jeezus, I've only been on one show. If you don't mind my asking, what is your official job title here?
BOSTWICK: Be that as it may, we think it's time you were repackaged.
MWG: Well, what if I disagree.
BOSTWICK: Then you're bumming, dood. Back on the streets selling your ass for speed, or whatever it is you were doing before we dug you up.
MWG: So I've been given a choice between material comfort and dignity...(makes his pondering face) Well, now that I think about it, that video with the quadriplegic guy banging his head in mores code was pretty cool...
BOSTWICK: Good to know you're such an open minded cat, Gross point blank. You've made the company very pleased. (laughs menacingly...MWG, confused, snickers right along. FTB)
(CUEUP: "To sell Angelina (wax ecstatic)" by Sponge...)
(FADEIN: To a GLCW logo backdrop, in front of which stands the formerly androgynous M.W. Grossard in ah...torn up blue jeans, a Metalica tour '85 T-shirt, and leather jacket. MWG sneers at the camera, cuz he's pissed off about something or other...)
MWG: Steven James, you think you're such a badass cuz your name is "Showtime." What kinda show is that supposed to be exactly? A dog show? A peep show? A show on Broadway, like cats?! What're you, gonna dress up in some frilly cat suit and try to cut me with plastic frickin' claws?!?! I'll give you show time! I'll give you a show right up your ass!!
BOSTWICK "off camera": NO SODONMY!!!
MWG: er ah...yeah, sorry 'bout that. So Steven James, I see you like to watch videos of me. You sick pervert!! What, have you got videos of me coming out of my house to get the newspaper in the morning, and in the shower, and eating cereal 'n all that? You kinda sweet on me, you queer? You all sweaty from pumping iron, or BEATING OFF to
my finely toned ass?!?!
BOSTWICK: NO MASTURBATION!!!
MWG: (whines) Aw, c'mon...
BOSTWICK: NO MENTION OF ANYTHING NON FOOD SUBSTANCE ENTERING OR EXITING ANY BODILLY ORIFICE, is that clear?!?!
MWG: (sighs) yes sir...anyway Stevie James, I'm glad to hear you've gotten accustomed to getting it handed to you. Cuz, due to your sucking, I'm gonna hand it to you again. I'm a hardcore crazy person. That's why I like Metalica, cuz they're hardcore and ceeerazy. You can try to fight back, but it'll do you no good at all!!! After I pin your shoulders to the mat, and do a little happy dance, you'll be able to say to yourself.."well, golly, MWG sure is a
b!tch..."...um...killer. Excuse me, MWG is a b!tch KILLER. Not at all an evil b!tch himself... (FTB)
scwhat82
League Member
ZZZZZZzzzzzzzz
Fade in to Showtime Steven James walking out of a library, he's holding some books while drinking a coffee, he walks out, throws the books in his car, the top book reads "Caesar", he looks at the camera and begins.
You'll have to excuse my unusual surroundings, You see i've always had a fascination for great generals and political figures, and Caesar is definitely one of them. Even though i'm not in school, i still enjoy a little summer reading.
Now on to the match at hand...MWG...what the hell's up with you son? I think you've got some serious problems, and as far as the videos of you? They're tapes of your matches stupid, for i like...no, check that...i LOVE women, i'm not gay...not that there's anything wrong with that. So you can fantasize all you want because all that matters is what will take place in that ring, because like Caesar i am a master general in that ring, and every move is done with purpose and is strategic in my plan. I will come from all flanks, and you will not even be able to retreat, and when it's all said and done, you'll be wishing you had a white flag.
So, after seeing your promo, i can honestly say that you are the BIGGEST jackass i've ever seen, as speaking of being seen, i'll see you in the ring son. And get ready, because it's Showtime.
Fade in to Showtime Steven James walking out of a library, he's holding some books while drinking a coffee, he walks out, throws the books in his car, the top book reads "Caesar", he looks at the camera and begins.
You'll have to excuse my unusual surroundings, You see i've always had a fascination for great generals and political figures, and Caesar is definitely one of them. Even though i'm not in school, i still enjoy a little summer reading.
Now on to the match at hand...MWG...what the hell's up with you son? I think you've got some serious problems, and as far as the videos of you? They're tapes of your matches stupid, for i like...no, check that...i LOVE women, i'm not gay...not that there's anything wrong with that. So you can fantasize all you want because all that matters is what will take place in that ring, because like Caesar i am a master general in that ring, and every move is done with purpose and is strategic in my plan. I will come from all flanks, and you will not even be able to retreat, and when it's all said and done, you'll be wishing you had a white flag.
So, after seeing your promo, i can honestly say that you are the BIGGEST jackass i've ever seen, as speaking of being seen, i'll see you in the ring son. And get ready, because it's Showtime.
NotorisSTD
League Member
grey.....
("Diamonds and Guns" by the Transplants....)
((FADEIN: MWG's sitting on an uh...steel fold out chair. In cutoff jean shorts, a Strained T-shirt, hair mussed not spiked, looking mean...mean as McGowan. Bostwick Maximized stands in the background, sporting a downright reptilian grin...))
MWG: I'm um...like...darn near left speechless? What in tarnation was that supposed to be? What were you trying to tell me just then, Miss Steven James? That you're like...some sort of neo-bohemian? Oh, golly gee wow man, you read books even when you're not in school?!?! Are you like, the president of Mensa or something? Do you and Steven
Hawking hang out and shoot the poop 'bout quantum physics? Cuz you would have to be some kinda super ultra mega genius to read a book without someone forcing you to. Of course, a super ultra mega genius would be able to like, y'know, win a wrestling match. Which you have yet to demonstrate the capacity to do...So...s'like...obviously... you DON'T really read books for fun. I'm allowing you the benefit of a doubt assuming you can read at all...
What may or may not have occurred to you, is you're not the first person who's called me (mock redneck drawl) "The biggest jackass he's ever seen." It meant alot more coming from...y'know...people I actually had some semblance of respect for. You barely even register as a person. A worm might as well have disrespected me. There is nothing remotely unique, of note, or even interesting about you. I could commit assorted acts of barely thinkable violence and wonderfully grotesque sadomasa-(Bostwick smacks MWG upside the head)...um...yeah. I could do these things, but what for? You're barely there to begin with. Just look at this wrestling match. Sure I'm smash you up worse 'n Richard Gear at a rodent rights protest...But no one will care that I beat you. And I'll feel nothing for having made you suffer. You'll hurt for no reason at all while I remain bored...Wow. Life's sure a b!tch sometimes, huh guy? (FTB)
("Diamonds and Guns" by the Transplants....)
((FADEIN: MWG's sitting on an uh...steel fold out chair. In cutoff jean shorts, a Strained T-shirt, hair mussed not spiked, looking mean...mean as McGowan. Bostwick Maximized stands in the background, sporting a downright reptilian grin...))
MWG: I'm um...like...darn near left speechless? What in tarnation was that supposed to be? What were you trying to tell me just then, Miss Steven James? That you're like...some sort of neo-bohemian? Oh, golly gee wow man, you read books even when you're not in school?!?! Are you like, the president of Mensa or something? Do you and Steven
Hawking hang out and shoot the poop 'bout quantum physics? Cuz you would have to be some kinda super ultra mega genius to read a book without someone forcing you to. Of course, a super ultra mega genius would be able to like, y'know, win a wrestling match. Which you have yet to demonstrate the capacity to do...So...s'like...obviously... you DON'T really read books for fun. I'm allowing you the benefit of a doubt assuming you can read at all...
What may or may not have occurred to you, is you're not the first person who's called me (mock redneck drawl) "The biggest jackass he's ever seen." It meant alot more coming from...y'know...people I actually had some semblance of respect for. You barely even register as a person. A worm might as well have disrespected me. There is nothing remotely unique, of note, or even interesting about you. I could commit assorted acts of barely thinkable violence and wonderfully grotesque sadomasa-(Bostwick smacks MWG upside the head)...um...yeah. I could do these things, but what for? You're barely there to begin with. Just look at this wrestling match. Sure I'm smash you up worse 'n Richard Gear at a rodent rights protest...But no one will care that I beat you. And I'll feel nothing for having made you suffer. You'll hurt for no reason at all while I remain bored...Wow. Life's sure a b!tch sometimes, huh guy? (FTB)
scwhat82
League Member
It's On
Fade in to Showtime Steven James sitting in a hotel room watching the latest MWG's promo. After it finishes he turns off the tv, pauses, and proceeds to laugh hysterically. He finally contains himself, looks at the camera, and begins.
MWG....Wow! I'm speechless, you undoubtedly, and uncontrollably suck dude. Seriously, if you've got a day job keep it, because if your wrestling is anything like that promo you just gave, not only am i going to beat you in a matter of seconds, but i'll end your damn career son.
I can't believe you actually took shots at me because i had books...are you that desperate for insults that you would actually pick on something that's insignificant? Wow, i like to read...I CAN SEE THE HEADLINES NOW, "SHOWTIME READS CAESAR!" It'll be big news i can tell you that. And to answer to your remarks, you can bet your a$$ i can read, which is something i'm guessing your jealous of because yes, it is possible for a wrestler to have a higher level of learning.
Another thing about your promo, you keep saying that i'm nothing and mean nothing and blah blah blah, well you'll be happy to know that i feel the same way about you, i really don't give a damn about anything you think, do or say. You're nothing, a bum, a no talent waste of space that doesn't deserve to be in the same ring as me.
So get ready MWG, because when we enter that ring, you will be entering that ring with a ring master, beatcha faster, knock you down, to the ground, stylin showing, never match blowing, no other wrestler's the same, Showtime Steven James.
Fade in to Showtime Steven James sitting in a hotel room watching the latest MWG's promo. After it finishes he turns off the tv, pauses, and proceeds to laugh hysterically. He finally contains himself, looks at the camera, and begins.
MWG....Wow! I'm speechless, you undoubtedly, and uncontrollably suck dude. Seriously, if you've got a day job keep it, because if your wrestling is anything like that promo you just gave, not only am i going to beat you in a matter of seconds, but i'll end your damn career son.
I can't believe you actually took shots at me because i had books...are you that desperate for insults that you would actually pick on something that's insignificant? Wow, i like to read...I CAN SEE THE HEADLINES NOW, "SHOWTIME READS CAESAR!" It'll be big news i can tell you that. And to answer to your remarks, you can bet your a$$ i can read, which is something i'm guessing your jealous of because yes, it is possible for a wrestler to have a higher level of learning.
Another thing about your promo, you keep saying that i'm nothing and mean nothing and blah blah blah, well you'll be happy to know that i feel the same way about you, i really don't give a damn about anything you think, do or say. You're nothing, a bum, a no talent waste of space that doesn't deserve to be in the same ring as me.
So get ready MWG, because when we enter that ring, you will be entering that ring with a ring master, beatcha faster, knock you down, to the ground, stylin showing, never match blowing, no other wrestler's the same, Showtime Steven James.
NotorisSTD
League Member
Burning Paper Wings
[updated:LAST EDITED ON May-30-03 AT 10:38 AM (EST)](CUEUP: "Sunny Day" by Abandoned Pools...)
(FADEIN: Tattered old GLCW logo banner hangs behind MWG and Bostwick B. Maximized, MWG in a Happy Noodle Boy T-shirt and black jeans looking jaded, the always proactive Bostwick in a FCUK T-shirt, shades, spot coat, and real expensive blue jeans...)
MWG: I know I'm pathetic, Miss Steven. 90% of everyone I've ever had a conversation with can't be wrong. It didn't necessarily stop them from surrendering to my sexual advances and or putting up a fight
when I set their favorite organ free...But anyway...I noticed you've been using sarcasm. You're such a smart ass. But...s'like...
y'know how you have the ability to project sarcasm? See, I can project AND detect sarcasm. My new finishing movie is named for a line from a Bret Easton Ellis Novel, you clueless waste of seamen. See, you got all hot in the biscuit to show what a brilliant young scholar you are, I called you on it "using sarcasm," because A - I don't care, and B - You're obviously NOT AT ALL a brilliant young scholar. And now then, even though you're the one who brought
it up to begin with you've decided that your reading isn't insignificant, because you think that's what I was mocking because...I honestly have no idea. Is it possible someone trying to pass himself off as an intellectual doesn't know what Mensa is or who Steven Hawking is? Nor is he familiar with the very pedestrian expression "benefit of a doubt?" Evidently not. I said I know you can read. I GAVE you that one. I feel like I'm arguing with that girl who was locked in the basement 'by her dad till she was 14. What was her name? (looks to Bostwick, who shrugs) Well anyway, The language centers of her brain developed without anyone teaching her how to speak. So even when the police arrested her father and sent her to psychologists to be socialized 'n all, well obviously, no dice. Even on her death bed she was struggling on two syllable words.
So I'm not gonna argue anymore. I'm just going to murder you, Miss Steven, and I'm not going to waste a lot of time explaining to you why and how this is going to happen because obviously, you're incapable of understanding any of that. From now until your vigorous thrashing, the head of GLCW's creative team, Bostwick B. Maximized will speak during these things, and maybe I'll show up on occasion to grunt or nod or whatever...(walks off. Bostwick bounces up and slaps MWG on the back just before he leaves camera range...)
BBM: WAY TA BE GUY!!! That one had no cursing or references to unmentionables!! The sex thing right next to the surgery thing wasn't a mix of imagery the people wanna hear about, so we still need some work, but other than that GREAT improvement. And speaking of improvement, Stevie braa, baby, we really appreciate the
effort. The dedication you've shown for this company has NOT gone unnoticed. The new catch phrase thing you did at the end there? It was cute. Damn cute. Mother Goose didn't have anything on you, guy. But ah...we've actually decided not to follow through on it. It'll never fit on a T-shirt, and the company image we're going for is more y'know...edgy. Not inaccessibly edgy just, lets say, Kid Rock 5 years ago over current Kid Rock. Think the 13 to 30 year old male demographic...As in the people who are actually interested in wrestling. Those people who keep telling you you suck? They're the ones you have to win over, and yeah, okay, we know your mom thinks you're tough. That's a good start. Keep up the good work, and nothing's gonna break your stride. Nothing's gonna slow you down. But you've got to keep on movin', and Unfortunately until you can get over...this obstacle on the way up the ladder...You're gonna keep getting whipped worse than a sub at an S 'n M club. In
the meantime, think of this as an opportunity to learn 'n grow as a sports entertainer. M.W. Grossard is a LEGEND in this industry. Try to take some mental notes while he's kicking the stuffing out of you, and don't worry...We got him off all the queer stuff. You wont have to worry about getting hit in the head with anything that was
ever up his ass. That's the OLD MWG. The NEW MWG is easier on the senses. Approachable to the common man. Just another normal joe, like you and me. He is a real American. Fights for the rights of every man...We should tell you we ah...decided against reprogramming him to not be an evil psychopath. So we can't promise he wont, y'know, kill you. But we can promise you wont be molested, and at the end of the day, isn't that what truly matters? (FTB)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON May-30-03 AT 10:38 AM (EST)](CUEUP: "Sunny Day" by Abandoned Pools...)
(FADEIN: Tattered old GLCW logo banner hangs behind MWG and Bostwick B. Maximized, MWG in a Happy Noodle Boy T-shirt and black jeans looking jaded, the always proactive Bostwick in a FCUK T-shirt, shades, spot coat, and real expensive blue jeans...)
MWG: I know I'm pathetic, Miss Steven. 90% of everyone I've ever had a conversation with can't be wrong. It didn't necessarily stop them from surrendering to my sexual advances and or putting up a fight
when I set their favorite organ free...But anyway...I noticed you've been using sarcasm. You're such a smart ass. But...s'like...
y'know how you have the ability to project sarcasm? See, I can project AND detect sarcasm. My new finishing movie is named for a line from a Bret Easton Ellis Novel, you clueless waste of seamen. See, you got all hot in the biscuit to show what a brilliant young scholar you are, I called you on it "using sarcasm," because A - I don't care, and B - You're obviously NOT AT ALL a brilliant young scholar. And now then, even though you're the one who brought
it up to begin with you've decided that your reading isn't insignificant, because you think that's what I was mocking because...I honestly have no idea. Is it possible someone trying to pass himself off as an intellectual doesn't know what Mensa is or who Steven Hawking is? Nor is he familiar with the very pedestrian expression "benefit of a doubt?" Evidently not. I said I know you can read. I GAVE you that one. I feel like I'm arguing with that girl who was locked in the basement 'by her dad till she was 14. What was her name? (looks to Bostwick, who shrugs) Well anyway, The language centers of her brain developed without anyone teaching her how to speak. So even when the police arrested her father and sent her to psychologists to be socialized 'n all, well obviously, no dice. Even on her death bed she was struggling on two syllable words.
So I'm not gonna argue anymore. I'm just going to murder you, Miss Steven, and I'm not going to waste a lot of time explaining to you why and how this is going to happen because obviously, you're incapable of understanding any of that. From now until your vigorous thrashing, the head of GLCW's creative team, Bostwick B. Maximized will speak during these things, and maybe I'll show up on occasion to grunt or nod or whatever...(walks off. Bostwick bounces up and slaps MWG on the back just before he leaves camera range...)
BBM: WAY TA BE GUY!!! That one had no cursing or references to unmentionables!! The sex thing right next to the surgery thing wasn't a mix of imagery the people wanna hear about, so we still need some work, but other than that GREAT improvement. And speaking of improvement, Stevie braa, baby, we really appreciate the
effort. The dedication you've shown for this company has NOT gone unnoticed. The new catch phrase thing you did at the end there? It was cute. Damn cute. Mother Goose didn't have anything on you, guy. But ah...we've actually decided not to follow through on it. It'll never fit on a T-shirt, and the company image we're going for is more y'know...edgy. Not inaccessibly edgy just, lets say, Kid Rock 5 years ago over current Kid Rock. Think the 13 to 30 year old male demographic...As in the people who are actually interested in wrestling. Those people who keep telling you you suck? They're the ones you have to win over, and yeah, okay, we know your mom thinks you're tough. That's a good start. Keep up the good work, and nothing's gonna break your stride. Nothing's gonna slow you down. But you've got to keep on movin', and Unfortunately until you can get over...this obstacle on the way up the ladder...You're gonna keep getting whipped worse than a sub at an S 'n M club. In
the meantime, think of this as an opportunity to learn 'n grow as a sports entertainer. M.W. Grossard is a LEGEND in this industry. Try to take some mental notes while he's kicking the stuffing out of you, and don't worry...We got him off all the queer stuff. You wont have to worry about getting hit in the head with anything that was
ever up his ass. That's the OLD MWG. The NEW MWG is easier on the senses. Approachable to the common man. Just another normal joe, like you and me. He is a real American. Fights for the rights of every man...We should tell you we ah...decided against reprogramming him to not be an evil psychopath. So we can't promise he wont, y'know, kill you. But we can promise you wont be molested, and at the end of the day, isn't that what truly matters? (FTB)