Post by wc101 on Jul 2, 2007 6:32:47 GMT
Disclaimer: The following views may be offensive to others and do not reflect the views of NWW Entertainment. The views expressed by the interviewees is their opinion. If certain people are offended, then they obviously don't have what it takes to cut it in this industry and should find a different line of work.
[The camera fades in at an empty arena where we find Jason Wilder standing in the middle of the basketball court. Not much going on, especially with the season over with, but that's okay, it's better this way and kind appropriate. It may be empty now, but in a few weeks, the NWW will make its debut and fans will be filling the arena. Granted, this is not one of the big arenas, but it's still a decent sized building and if Walker manages to attract enough fans, it will kick things off. But that's still a few weeks away and the company is still trying to book talent. When Jason first approached the company, he didn't seem to sure about it. A complete unknown promotion, hiring new talent and not even off the ground? Not the kind of prospect a promising rookie would want to risk. On the other hand, sometimes the risk was worth it. Being at the "ground floor" of an organization that actually succeeds could easily boost one's career. He closes his eyes for a moment as he imagines the arena filled with screaming fans.]
"You know, it kind of reminds me of the good old days of the Roman empire. Some guys are thrown into an arena, surrounded by thousands of fans screaming for blood and the gladiators going all out to give the fans what they want, fighting to the death."
[He opens his eyes and smiles at the camera.]
"Of course, being a more civilized people, we don't fight to the death these days, though we can pretty much do whatever we d**n well please. The fans get their bloodshed, the winner gets the glory, and the loser wins an all expenses paid trip to the emergency room."
[He chuckles at that last comment, and then glances around at the empty arena for a second before returning his attention to the camera.]
"But we're a long way from that. New Wave Wrestling...an all new promotion that hasn't even gotten off the ground and contracts are still in the process of being signed. Most rookies would be crazy to sign on with a company like that, preferring to sign on with an established promotion. And while there's nothing wrong with that, it seems that the more 'established' companies out there only cater to those who are currently kissing the ass of the champion who is in turn kissing the ass of whoever is running the company. Sorry...already tried that route and I got burned."
"So I do some checking around and stumble across this little promotion called New Wave Wrestling and figured 'What the hell, can't be worse than the crap I went through in the other place'. Not only that, being the guy who kicks it all off and lights the proverbial fuse does have it's advantages."
[He shrugs his shoulders and frowns.]
"Unfortunately, like I said before, really don't have much in the way of talent on the roster except for maybe one other person besides myself. I mean, c'mon...let's take a look at what we got at the roster, shall we? We got a Prettyboy loser from LA, a bleached airhead from the same town with the same last name who looks like she has more silicone than the combined cast of Baywatch, and some "clone" who really should spend more time working out instead of ripping off material from a certain superstar from a certain other promotion that shall remain un-named."
[He shakes his head and laughs.]
"S**t...the only person I see as possible threat to me is some unknown named Jane. Yeah, she's 'new' to the industry, but she's hardly a stranger when it comes to fighting. And that is what actually makes her dangerous because she's not like the rest of steroid and silicone basket-cases that make up the rest of the line-up."
[He gives the camera a smug grin, knowing that his comments will piss off some people, but he doesn't care.]
"Yeah, I know some people are probably taking a look at me and saying 'Wilder, you don't know s**t' or 'Wilder, you're a nobody'....go ahead, you idiots keep telling yourselves that, repeat it like a d**n mantra until you actually believe it, because I love it when my enemies underestimate me. The look on their faces when I shatter their delusional little world is priceless."
"But as it stands, the NWW is still a 'non-entity' until our first event. Some people will simply dismiss my comments as just shooting off at the mouth , but we all know the truth that none of those losers have the balls to try and shut me up. But hey, maybe one of them will be dumb enough to target me, but I doubt it. That being said, let me leave you all with this parting shot: Tornado, Greg Helms called and he wants his image back...some advice in that department...the concept is called 'originality', I strongly suggest you look into it, because 'clones' don't last long in the industry. In fact, they generally get taken out first because they're pathetic and are nothing like the people they pretend to be."
[He gives the camera a final smile and mock salute.]
"See you around, but I'll understand if some of you decide to cut and run."
[And with those final comments, he turns and walks away, disappearing into the shadows as the camera fades to the NWW logo before cutting to a commercial promoting the upcoming Ignition event.]
[The camera fades in at an empty arena where we find Jason Wilder standing in the middle of the basketball court. Not much going on, especially with the season over with, but that's okay, it's better this way and kind appropriate. It may be empty now, but in a few weeks, the NWW will make its debut and fans will be filling the arena. Granted, this is not one of the big arenas, but it's still a decent sized building and if Walker manages to attract enough fans, it will kick things off. But that's still a few weeks away and the company is still trying to book talent. When Jason first approached the company, he didn't seem to sure about it. A complete unknown promotion, hiring new talent and not even off the ground? Not the kind of prospect a promising rookie would want to risk. On the other hand, sometimes the risk was worth it. Being at the "ground floor" of an organization that actually succeeds could easily boost one's career. He closes his eyes for a moment as he imagines the arena filled with screaming fans.]
"You know, it kind of reminds me of the good old days of the Roman empire. Some guys are thrown into an arena, surrounded by thousands of fans screaming for blood and the gladiators going all out to give the fans what they want, fighting to the death."
[He opens his eyes and smiles at the camera.]
"Of course, being a more civilized people, we don't fight to the death these days, though we can pretty much do whatever we d**n well please. The fans get their bloodshed, the winner gets the glory, and the loser wins an all expenses paid trip to the emergency room."
[He chuckles at that last comment, and then glances around at the empty arena for a second before returning his attention to the camera.]
"But we're a long way from that. New Wave Wrestling...an all new promotion that hasn't even gotten off the ground and contracts are still in the process of being signed. Most rookies would be crazy to sign on with a company like that, preferring to sign on with an established promotion. And while there's nothing wrong with that, it seems that the more 'established' companies out there only cater to those who are currently kissing the ass of the champion who is in turn kissing the ass of whoever is running the company. Sorry...already tried that route and I got burned."
"So I do some checking around and stumble across this little promotion called New Wave Wrestling and figured 'What the hell, can't be worse than the crap I went through in the other place'. Not only that, being the guy who kicks it all off and lights the proverbial fuse does have it's advantages."
[He shrugs his shoulders and frowns.]
"Unfortunately, like I said before, really don't have much in the way of talent on the roster except for maybe one other person besides myself. I mean, c'mon...let's take a look at what we got at the roster, shall we? We got a Prettyboy loser from LA, a bleached airhead from the same town with the same last name who looks like she has more silicone than the combined cast of Baywatch, and some "clone" who really should spend more time working out instead of ripping off material from a certain superstar from a certain other promotion that shall remain un-named."
[He shakes his head and laughs.]
"S**t...the only person I see as possible threat to me is some unknown named Jane. Yeah, she's 'new' to the industry, but she's hardly a stranger when it comes to fighting. And that is what actually makes her dangerous because she's not like the rest of steroid and silicone basket-cases that make up the rest of the line-up."
[He gives the camera a smug grin, knowing that his comments will piss off some people, but he doesn't care.]
"Yeah, I know some people are probably taking a look at me and saying 'Wilder, you don't know s**t' or 'Wilder, you're a nobody'....go ahead, you idiots keep telling yourselves that, repeat it like a d**n mantra until you actually believe it, because I love it when my enemies underestimate me. The look on their faces when I shatter their delusional little world is priceless."
"But as it stands, the NWW is still a 'non-entity' until our first event. Some people will simply dismiss my comments as just shooting off at the mouth , but we all know the truth that none of those losers have the balls to try and shut me up. But hey, maybe one of them will be dumb enough to target me, but I doubt it. That being said, let me leave you all with this parting shot: Tornado, Greg Helms called and he wants his image back...some advice in that department...the concept is called 'originality', I strongly suggest you look into it, because 'clones' don't last long in the industry. In fact, they generally get taken out first because they're pathetic and are nothing like the people they pretend to be."
[He gives the camera a final smile and mock salute.]
"See you around, but I'll understand if some of you decide to cut and run."
[And with those final comments, he turns and walks away, disappearing into the shadows as the camera fades to the NWW logo before cutting to a commercial promoting the upcoming Ignition event.]