Post by Starr on Aug 31, 2013 21:30:33 GMT -5
*The scene opens up with a shot of Brett Starr sitting impatiently in a black leather chair of his agent's David Greene's office. Starr is in a custom pin-striped suit and is tapping his leather black shoes on the marble floor as he stares at the clock above the receptionist's desk. The young blonde is typing away on the computer and doing her best to not acknowledge the annoyance that is going on in front of her in the small waiting room. Starr begins to sigh loudly and the receptionist looks up at him but resumes typing immediately. Starr, tired of waiting decides to stand up and walk to the desk. Brett leans over and begins to speak through gritted teeth.*
Brett Starr: How long exactly am I going to have to wait out here? Don't you realize who I am?
*The receptionist looks up and gives a sympathetic smile before she answers him.*
Receptionist: Of course Mister Starr...Your time is very valuable here at The Greene Agency.
*Starr chuckles and interrupts her sentence.*
Brett Starr: Yeah, my time really feels valuable seeing how I have been sitting in that leather seat for the past five minutes!
Receptionist: It's Italian Leather sir.
Brett Starr: Five Minutes!
*Starr looks like he is getting ready to start on one of his rants when David Greene emerges from the front entrance behind Starr. Greene looks surprised to see his client verbally insulting his receptionist and puts his arms out in shock.*
David Greene: Brett! What's going on with my favorite client today?
*Starr immediately smirks and stands up straight but doesn't look back at his agent as he speaks.*
Brett Starr: About damn time you showed up. Do you realize how long I have been here waiting for your pathetic ass to show up?
David Greene: From the tone of your conversation I would assume about Five Minutes?
*Starr shakes his head in anger as he turns around and faces his agent with his arms crossed.*
Brett Starr: Jokes? You got jokes?
*Starr walks over and grabs Greene by the lapels of his suit. Greene raises his hands in as his client screams in his face.*
Brett Starr: I am being completely and thoroughly being screwed over by Canadian X Pro and you are here cracking jokes. Is that what I pay you for?
David Greene: No Brett...
*Greene removes Starr's hands away from his suit jacket and straightens it back out.*
David Greene: You pay me to take care of things for you. And that is exactly what I have done. You said you wanted an opportunity to make yourself known to the Canadian X Pro community and I have delivered that opportunity directly at your door. Don't you agree?
Brett Starr: I won my shot fair and square! I beat every one the Valour Brothers set in my way. We both know that Angelo and Travis have it out for me and I rose above all of the crap and just went out there and won!
David Greene: Cream always rises to the top they say...
Brett Starr: Cut all that inspirational bull-crap! I don't need to hear it. I'm in a Triple Threat Cage Match for MY Legacy Championship. I am the damn face of that company and that is how I am getting treated?!?
David Greene: Brett...I understand your frustration. You know I do. We both know that you are the best thing going in the business today. That is obvious...However, this is nothing more than just another stepping stone for you. Greyson Blaze?!? Who gives a damn? Leon Stone? Who cares! Have we even heard from the guy in the past few weeks?
*Brett opens his mouth to speak but David interrupts.*
David Greene: No. They are two-bit hacks who want to hold on to the little bit of fame that they have earned before they got to YOUR company. Are they going to try and take cheap shots? Absolutely. But you don't need to worry about that. I have been working on something for the past few days that could be the answer to all of your concerns. Consider it an insurance policy if you will.
Brett Starr: Insurance policy?
David Greene: Exactly. Something to put your mind at east so you know that no one will be able to stop the meteoric rise of Brett Starr to the top of the wrestling food-chain.
*Brett smirks as he hears Greene praising him.*
Brett Starr: Yeah, I am pretty awesome. You're right.
David Greene: Of course I am. Now why don't you get down to the gym and get ready for your big match...Future Legacy Champion!
Brett Starr: Gym?!? Screw that...I'm headed to go film a video package to tell everyone exactly what they need to know! Thanks David...
*Brett walks out of the office but turns and says one more thing before shutting the door.*
Brett Starr: Oh, and good work.
*Starr shuts the door behind him as Greene shakes his head and presses a couple of buttons on his smart phone.*
David Greene: I swear...It's like he forgets who he is dealing with sometimes!
Receptionist: I know, right? So annoying-
*David looks unimpressed by the young woman speaking to him and she trails off.*
David Greene: Hey, I got a crazy idea. A little less talking...a little more getting me some coffee? Think you can handle that?
*The receptionist runs into the break room as Greene looks annoyed. Greene heads towards his office as the screen fades to black.*
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*The scene reopens with a wide shot of the iconic "Hollywood" sign in the hills of Los Angeles. The camera zooms into the first "O" and it reveals that Brett Starr is sitting there with his legs swinging in the air with a smirk on face. Starr is in his wrestling gear and is overlooking the city of Los Angeles as he begins to speak.*
Brett Starr: At the beginning of this month, not one person on this roster had the faintest clue of who I was. Even Angelo Valour...one of the men directly responsible for bringing me into Canadian X Pro Wrestling did not realize the potential goldmine that dropped directly into his lap. Every person who I have faced over the past four weeks has been handled...rather easily if I don't say so myself...Yet, despite all of this-
*Starr rolls his eyes and shakes his head in a mixture of disbelief and disgust.*
Brett Starr: Once again I am being underestimated and overlooked by not only my opponents and the staff. I have put this rinky-dink company on my shoulders and carried them to this point. The reason why the shows are the talk of twitter is because of Brett Starr. I am the main event...even though I am not featured in it. Once again, I am the under-card star and I am expected to smile and take it. Ok. Fine. Don't want me to be featured in the last match? Great, I'll take my spot and I will blow the damn roof off the place because that is what I do!
The only concern I have is if my illustrious opponents can keep up with me. Leon Stone and Greyson Blaze...As of this moment I haven't heard bull crap from Stone, but I'm sure that is going to change in a bit. What I have seen...Is the fact that he sees the Angel of Death sitting at his table every once in a while.
And instead of doing the responsible thing and placing the man in a facility where he can get the help he desperately needs...The CanX group decides to throw him in a title match with their main money-maker! Great call once again boys! I am very impressed by what you have done!
*Starr applauds sarcastically before continuing to speak.*
Brett Starr: Leon, I am a humanitarian...I am going to put you down for your own safety. I am going to take you out before you can hurt yourself or anyone else in this company anymore. I am not concerned about being in a cage with you...because we both know that I am simply better than you and Greyson Blaze. The man whose talent is only overshadowed by everything...because he has none.
You actually had the audacity to compare yourself to me? Have you even looked at me? I am nothing like you. I am handsome, intelligent and an all-around great man. You are nothing more than a scarred up hack desperately trying to hold on to a spot that never should have gone to him in the first place. When I beat you and Stone this next week, it's not going to be luck...It's going to be simple natural order being restored.
I am the new alpha male in the world of Professional Wrestling. I am the future and the face of Canadian X Pro Wrestling Company. Not Leon Stone. Certainly not Greyson Blaze.
I am creating a legacy that will never be matched...and that is why I am walking out of the cage and claiming what rightfully should and will be mine. I am the only man with the ability and the charisma to carry the CanX Legacy Championship. I am the reason all of the stupid Cannucks are laying down their money to watch the crap programming we pump out....I am the man the people pay to see....Leon Stone and Greyson Blaze are nothing more than enhancement talent...And Talent is exactly what I have.
*Brett smirks and runs his left hand through his long black hair.*
Brett Starr: Greyson, do you honestly believe that you said something I haven't heard before? You just said what everyone else has about me. That I am nothing more than a stupid, green rookie that doesn't belong. But I saw the look of fear in your eyes, I know you are scared to face me. You know I can beat you. You know I will beat you and I will hold that Legacy Championship belt high in the air..and all you will be able to do is watch. This is a dawning of a new era, that much you were right about---But this is the Era of the Rising Starr...Your "New Tomorrow" is just going to turn into your same old living nightmare...
Someone more talented is going to walk into that cage and leave a champion. And spoilers...That man's name is Brett Starr.
*Starr flashes a big smile and chuckles as the screen fades to black.*
Brett Starr: How long exactly am I going to have to wait out here? Don't you realize who I am?
*The receptionist looks up and gives a sympathetic smile before she answers him.*
Receptionist: Of course Mister Starr...Your time is very valuable here at The Greene Agency.
*Starr chuckles and interrupts her sentence.*
Brett Starr: Yeah, my time really feels valuable seeing how I have been sitting in that leather seat for the past five minutes!
Receptionist: It's Italian Leather sir.
Brett Starr: Five Minutes!
*Starr looks like he is getting ready to start on one of his rants when David Greene emerges from the front entrance behind Starr. Greene looks surprised to see his client verbally insulting his receptionist and puts his arms out in shock.*
David Greene: Brett! What's going on with my favorite client today?
*Starr immediately smirks and stands up straight but doesn't look back at his agent as he speaks.*
Brett Starr: About damn time you showed up. Do you realize how long I have been here waiting for your pathetic ass to show up?
David Greene: From the tone of your conversation I would assume about Five Minutes?
*Starr shakes his head in anger as he turns around and faces his agent with his arms crossed.*
Brett Starr: Jokes? You got jokes?
*Starr walks over and grabs Greene by the lapels of his suit. Greene raises his hands in as his client screams in his face.*
Brett Starr: I am being completely and thoroughly being screwed over by Canadian X Pro and you are here cracking jokes. Is that what I pay you for?
David Greene: No Brett...
*Greene removes Starr's hands away from his suit jacket and straightens it back out.*
David Greene: You pay me to take care of things for you. And that is exactly what I have done. You said you wanted an opportunity to make yourself known to the Canadian X Pro community and I have delivered that opportunity directly at your door. Don't you agree?
Brett Starr: I won my shot fair and square! I beat every one the Valour Brothers set in my way. We both know that Angelo and Travis have it out for me and I rose above all of the crap and just went out there and won!
David Greene: Cream always rises to the top they say...
Brett Starr: Cut all that inspirational bull-crap! I don't need to hear it. I'm in a Triple Threat Cage Match for MY Legacy Championship. I am the damn face of that company and that is how I am getting treated?!?
David Greene: Brett...I understand your frustration. You know I do. We both know that you are the best thing going in the business today. That is obvious...However, this is nothing more than just another stepping stone for you. Greyson Blaze?!? Who gives a damn? Leon Stone? Who cares! Have we even heard from the guy in the past few weeks?
*Brett opens his mouth to speak but David interrupts.*
David Greene: No. They are two-bit hacks who want to hold on to the little bit of fame that they have earned before they got to YOUR company. Are they going to try and take cheap shots? Absolutely. But you don't need to worry about that. I have been working on something for the past few days that could be the answer to all of your concerns. Consider it an insurance policy if you will.
Brett Starr: Insurance policy?
David Greene: Exactly. Something to put your mind at east so you know that no one will be able to stop the meteoric rise of Brett Starr to the top of the wrestling food-chain.
*Brett smirks as he hears Greene praising him.*
Brett Starr: Yeah, I am pretty awesome. You're right.
David Greene: Of course I am. Now why don't you get down to the gym and get ready for your big match...Future Legacy Champion!
Brett Starr: Gym?!? Screw that...I'm headed to go film a video package to tell everyone exactly what they need to know! Thanks David...
*Brett walks out of the office but turns and says one more thing before shutting the door.*
Brett Starr: Oh, and good work.
*Starr shuts the door behind him as Greene shakes his head and presses a couple of buttons on his smart phone.*
David Greene: I swear...It's like he forgets who he is dealing with sometimes!
Receptionist: I know, right? So annoying-
*David looks unimpressed by the young woman speaking to him and she trails off.*
David Greene: Hey, I got a crazy idea. A little less talking...a little more getting me some coffee? Think you can handle that?
*The receptionist runs into the break room as Greene looks annoyed. Greene heads towards his office as the screen fades to black.*
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*The scene reopens with a wide shot of the iconic "Hollywood" sign in the hills of Los Angeles. The camera zooms into the first "O" and it reveals that Brett Starr is sitting there with his legs swinging in the air with a smirk on face. Starr is in his wrestling gear and is overlooking the city of Los Angeles as he begins to speak.*
Brett Starr: At the beginning of this month, not one person on this roster had the faintest clue of who I was. Even Angelo Valour...one of the men directly responsible for bringing me into Canadian X Pro Wrestling did not realize the potential goldmine that dropped directly into his lap. Every person who I have faced over the past four weeks has been handled...rather easily if I don't say so myself...Yet, despite all of this-
*Starr rolls his eyes and shakes his head in a mixture of disbelief and disgust.*
Brett Starr: Once again I am being underestimated and overlooked by not only my opponents and the staff. I have put this rinky-dink company on my shoulders and carried them to this point. The reason why the shows are the talk of twitter is because of Brett Starr. I am the main event...even though I am not featured in it. Once again, I am the under-card star and I am expected to smile and take it. Ok. Fine. Don't want me to be featured in the last match? Great, I'll take my spot and I will blow the damn roof off the place because that is what I do!
The only concern I have is if my illustrious opponents can keep up with me. Leon Stone and Greyson Blaze...As of this moment I haven't heard bull crap from Stone, but I'm sure that is going to change in a bit. What I have seen...Is the fact that he sees the Angel of Death sitting at his table every once in a while.
And instead of doing the responsible thing and placing the man in a facility where he can get the help he desperately needs...The CanX group decides to throw him in a title match with their main money-maker! Great call once again boys! I am very impressed by what you have done!
*Starr applauds sarcastically before continuing to speak.*
Brett Starr: Leon, I am a humanitarian...I am going to put you down for your own safety. I am going to take you out before you can hurt yourself or anyone else in this company anymore. I am not concerned about being in a cage with you...because we both know that I am simply better than you and Greyson Blaze. The man whose talent is only overshadowed by everything...because he has none.
You actually had the audacity to compare yourself to me? Have you even looked at me? I am nothing like you. I am handsome, intelligent and an all-around great man. You are nothing more than a scarred up hack desperately trying to hold on to a spot that never should have gone to him in the first place. When I beat you and Stone this next week, it's not going to be luck...It's going to be simple natural order being restored.
I am the new alpha male in the world of Professional Wrestling. I am the future and the face of Canadian X Pro Wrestling Company. Not Leon Stone. Certainly not Greyson Blaze.
I am creating a legacy that will never be matched...and that is why I am walking out of the cage and claiming what rightfully should and will be mine. I am the only man with the ability and the charisma to carry the CanX Legacy Championship. I am the reason all of the stupid Cannucks are laying down their money to watch the crap programming we pump out....I am the man the people pay to see....Leon Stone and Greyson Blaze are nothing more than enhancement talent...And Talent is exactly what I have.
*Brett smirks and runs his left hand through his long black hair.*
Brett Starr: Greyson, do you honestly believe that you said something I haven't heard before? You just said what everyone else has about me. That I am nothing more than a stupid, green rookie that doesn't belong. But I saw the look of fear in your eyes, I know you are scared to face me. You know I can beat you. You know I will beat you and I will hold that Legacy Championship belt high in the air..and all you will be able to do is watch. This is a dawning of a new era, that much you were right about---But this is the Era of the Rising Starr...Your "New Tomorrow" is just going to turn into your same old living nightmare...
Someone more talented is going to walk into that cage and leave a champion. And spoilers...That man's name is Brett Starr.
*Starr flashes a big smile and chuckles as the screen fades to black.*
