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Post by Alice Knight on Apr 14, 2020 14:29:35 GMT -6
Straight from the Mustard Factory. A FAX is sent to the GCWA's office.
"Dear Mr. Jonathan Bore-ows and the rest of the GCWA management. With much thought over my match with Aaron Warthog on this upcoming GCWA Inferno. I respectfully refuse to do the match due to lack of respect to myself and the rest of the Mustard Factory from the GCWA. I understand that you promised the live audience and TV audience a 'Alice Knight' match, which is always a show stealer and sometimes even what the paying audience has come to see and experience. I'm afraid that this will not be the case on Friday nights Inferno. Alice will sit at the mustard factory until she is given the proper respect she deserves from GCWA. You can spin this anyway you like, but Alice Knight will not be attendance this week at Inferno. With all the respect in the world, your OWL is NIGHT, Alice Knight. Thank you."
Alice stands over Shootah who is finishing typing out and sending the letter via a FAX.
Alice: That came out well, right?
Shootah: I think so...
Alice hands him back his cup of noodles and kisses him on the forehead.
Alice: Sorry, for the bad language before. But thanks for helping me out, Shoot'.
Shootah gobbles down the noodles and crawls away as Alice sits down in the chair looking at the FAX machine.
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Post by Jack Puffer on Apr 14, 2020 18:09:36 GMT -6
~We cut to the MUSTARD FACTORY. Puffer is leaning against the shitty apron to their slapdash practice ring. Reid, the Mustard Factory trainer, leans in a corner...he's visibly annoyed~
Jack Puffer: He'll get it right this time.
Reid: He'd better. I ain't got all day!
~A boy in an anachronistic telegram outfit rushes forward~
Boy: Telegram for Puffer!
Jack Puffer: Oh my!
~Puffer takes the telegram. The boy extends his hand for a tip. Puffer gives him a five. The boy is annoyed. He walks off cursing Puffer under his breath. The door to a port-o-potty opens. It's new Mustard Factory signing Big Bad Chad or, as he's known by many people "BBC". He steps out with his hands around the waist band of his shorts~
Jack Puffer: Interesting form of communication let's see what it has to say...
BBC: I'm ready!
~Jack turns around, he sees BBC about to pull his shorts down~
Jack Puffer: NO!! Dang it, Chad! What have I told you? You can't wrestle nude! This isn't that type of promotion!
BBC: But, I mean...
Jack Puffer: Get back into that port-o-potty and don't come out until you've understood the message. Okay?
~BBC lowers his head and heads into the port-o-potty. Reid stomps an angry heel into the mat~
Reid: I'm about done with this shit.
Jack Puffer: He'll get it this time, I can feel it.
~Puffer reads the telegram~
Jack Puffer: Rings of Saturn!
Reid: What is it?
Jack Puffer: Alice is refusing to show up for her match at Inferno!
~Reid's eyes widen as if to say "Oh shit." Puffer continues reading the telegram~
Reid: Anything else?
Jack Puffer: An original poem written by Alice. I don't know what it means.
~Reid nods. Puffer slides the telegram into his pocket~
Jack Puffer: I've got to find her. See what's going on inside that head of hers.
Reid: Truth.
Jack Puffer: You...got this?
~Reid's eyes narrow~
Jack Puffer: Good deal. Thanks, Reid! You're the man!
~Puffer heads off to find Alice. Big Bad Chad re-emerges with his shorts around his ankles~
BBC: Alright, I'm ready!
Reid: BITCH! GET BACK IN THERE AND PUT YOUR DAMN SHORTS ON.
~A frightened BBC yelps and heads back into the port-o-potty. Reid shakes his head~
Reid: I ain't get paid enough for this shit.
~we fade out~
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Post by gcwanewsline on Apr 15, 2020 6:27:36 GMT -6
A press release has been released in response to Alice Knight's fax. From the offices of Jonathan Barrows:
"The Global Championship Wrestling Association is saddened by the decision of Alice Knight to not fulfill her contractual obligations. We look forward to opening discussions with her soon, in order to find a solution to bring her back to the fans who have supported her during her entire career. We do acknowledge Ms. Knight's long career, and will hopefully have a resolution in the future.
In regards to Ms. Knight's scheduled match with the new Outsiders United X Division Champion, Aaron Warthog, we are seeking any wrestler that might wish to take the open position and wrestle against Mr. Warthog. From what I'm told from Mike Zybala, the Outsiders title will not be on the line, but it would still be a paid contest against a... champion. Anyone who wishes to take this spot can let us know through a promo sometime today."
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Post by Savage on Apr 19, 2020 13:12:06 GMT -6
Since people are going low tech for delivering messages, a raven with a note read by a kid doing a medieval accent decries...
"Fear not, lady who doth need more time in the sun. After what evil Captain Kirk impersonator John Barrows pulled last Inferno, he shan't be long for this world!"
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