Post by bryanfnlaughlin on Apr 17, 2016 2:24:02 GMT
April is going to be a hectic month for Bryan Laughlin
First he defends his XTV Championship against his friendish foe Jason Cashe in Miami
After he wins? No celebration. He gets on a place and flies across the world to fight for NJFC
Admittedly he’s always wanted to fight in Japan, their respect and honor for professional wrestling is unmatched.
With him will be two of the only people in 4CW he can trust, he hopes.
His tag team partner is eccentric to say the least. Full of so much potential and fight.
His key to major success is his mother Carmella, a beautifully strong and intelligent manager.
Lucky for him they’re going to have that managerial expert in their corner.
S U S H I
The scene opens to Bryan inside one of his favorite Sushi places in Los Angeles, withholding the name because celebrities frequent the establishment. He’s in his regular Black Craft Cult attire and sits alone at a table. His mind is all over the place and yet that seems to have him as calm as he could be. Normally we’d see him in some sort of haunted house or beat down decrepit building surrounded by graffiti – but this is different. This is Japan, and while they appreciate the theatrics as much as the next wrestling fan Bryan is going over there to show the world that he and Jett aren’t just participating in a tag team match.
They’ve come for gold.
He sits on his phone scrolling through before acknowledging the cameras
“NJFC, first let me thank the management team and agents that have allowed myself and Jett to participate in this tournament – but the nice talk ends there. Jett and I haven’t exactly drawn the easiest of opponents. I mean shit, the one guy is a legitimate fucking whack job and the other one is apparently some technical wrestling guru. Cool story guys, tell it to someone who gives a shit. See, while you two have decided to pick on my tag team part- no my friend Jett Wilder you’re both making a mistake in underestimating the kid’s ability. He’s a former, and by the time we get to Japan TWO TIME 4CW Pride Champion. That’s a pretty big fucking deal. He’s got some good genes from his mother, a hard working independent kid who doesn’t take shit from two redneck slap dick fucks from the Pacific.”
He looks around as the patrons of the restaurant begin to stare, an obvious effect from the words leaving his mouth. Shrugging it off he looks back into the camera
“See, I don’t need to come to Japan to impress you. I’ve impressed wrestling fans around the world, and with my partnership the potential of Jett Wilder will reach a climax to the point where you’ll be watching him in those weird Japanese Energy drink commercials. You’ll see him in kung fu movies and all over your billboards, but what you won’t see coming Wrecking Cunts – is me. Jett is a flashy kid, has moves that will silence his critics and while you and your partner stand there in amazement I come swooping in for the kill. I’m not even going to go as far and knowing your names, your history, or what else you’ve done in wrestling – I don’t need to. You’ll be a forgotten team that fell to the hands of WildLin in the first round of the tournament.”
A young woman of Asian descent walks to Bryan’s table and places down a large plate with numerous rolls of Sushi. He exchanges nods with her and thanks her for the food as she walks away
“WildLin, what a name. A perfect combination of two of the greatest things going in this business today worth admiration. Hey, you two will get to admire the accomplishments from the locker room with the rest of the boys. Admire the way two different styles of wrestling come together like poetry while we shock Japan and NJFC. See, nobody thought I could find a tag team partner. Nobody wants to work with Bryan Laughlin because I’m a bit…difficult.”
The exaggerated pause causes him to laugh to himself as he shrugs his shoulders
“But after a bit of theatrics that involved asking my old boss’ wife to be my tag team partner I knew the entire time there was one person I could trust to watch my back. One talent in this world that can live up to my expectations because I know his mother won’t let him let me down. He was the only pick, and before you ask why I’ll tell you. The world shuns Jett right now. They shun him the same way you two did because he’s young and isn’t exactly the size of the giant that sits atop the beanstalk – but I’ve seen what he can do. We haven’t even worked together but we’ve molded together a perfect ending sequence to grace the NJFC crowd with that will only be followed by the referee slapping his hand to the mat three times. So in a country full of tradition and amazing wrestling history Jett, Carmella, and I are going to etch ourselves right into the middle of it. NJFC Tag Team Champions with the greatest management the business has ever seen.”
As he finished his last sentence his phone vibrates audibly on the table. Breaking his stare into the camer he glances down and the camera follows. A notification bubble pops up telling Bryan a text from “Carmella” has arrived. Quickly shutting the screen off on his phone he returns to the camera
“So Wrecking Cunts. We have a meeting with destiny, and you get to be the first team that gets to experience the greatness. The American Invasion of the true Saints of Los Angeles. Carmella and Jett Wilder with Bryan Laughlin. We’ve come to save this tournament from the norm. We are professional wrestling”
