Post by Starr on Aug 4, 2013 21:55:58 GMT -5
*The scene opens up with a shot of Brett Starr walking down the hallway of the cheap motel that the company has booked for him this weekend. Starr, dressed in a black designer t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans is actually sneering at the decor of tan paint and the torn red carpet that is on the floor. Starr is rolling his briefcase behind him and he is addressing the camera that is in front of him.*
Brett Starr: So this is the best that Halifax has to offer huh? This...
*Starr stops and takes a slow turn around looking at the scene around him.*
Brett Starr: Is the Five Star accommodations that you set up for Canadian X Pro's hottest young rookie? That is completely and utterly pathetic! But heck, what did I expect from a bunch of Canadians? Heck, if you pour maple syrup over a turd and you folks think it's the greatest dish you've ever eaten! Right?
*Starr just smirks and shakes his head as he continues to walk towards his room once again.*
Brett Starr: I'm upset that I forgot to pack my black light! One can only imagine the amount of blood, piss or semen one would find in this place! Freaking disgusting...Just like my opponent this week Killgrave! I mean, have you seen that guy? Constantly covered in sweat. Looks like he should be driving a truck cross-country with his bearded dragon named "Honcho." Wants to look like a complete and utter bad ass but isn't worth the black tights he dresses in! Killgrave wants me to be scared by him but I am fighting off the laughter every time I see him on my iPad!
*Brett reaches the room number 120 and pulls the room key out of his right hip pocket. Starr unlocks the room and motions for the cameraman to enter before him.*
Brett Starr: After you...if there is a dead body in there I want to make sure it is caught on video. Especially if it's a dead hooker that Killgrave offed.
*The camera enters the room and finds the king sized bed completely empty and the room surprisingly clean and nice inside. On the dresser beside the television there is a note addressed to "Mr. Starr." Brett walks in and throws his bag on the bed and then grabs the note. Starr leans against the dresser and begins to read what it says out loud to the camera.*
Brett Starr:
"Dear Mister Starr,
Welcome to Halifax! We are very excited to have you here! Welcome to the big show! Please feel free to contact me for anything that you may need!
-Angelo Valour"
*Brett shakes his head as he wads up the note and tosses it directly into the black trash bin.*
Brett Starr: Look, I'm a simple guy. I don't ask for much. When you were standing outside of this rats nest today and told me you wanted to get a behind the scenes look at the newest kid on the block I was happy to comply. However, when I get dragged out of Los Angeles...THE CITY OF ANGELS AND BEAUTIFUL WOMEN...to come to Hellhole, Canada and don't even get a simple limousine to pick me up at the airport or a fruit basket in my room, I'm going to be a little let down!
I know that this company is just starting out. I get it. But treat me a little bit better than this...you understand? Brett Starr belongs on the marquee...Brett Starr equals ratings. But all I am seeing is a lack of respect. I was concerned when I saw who my opponent was going to be that this was going to be a low-class organization but now I am fully realizing the severity of this situation.
*Brett puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head in disgust. Brett pulls out his cellphone and presses a number and makes a call. Starr looks at the camera and makes a "go away" motion with his hand and the cameraman begins to walk out of the room. Starr begins to speak into the phone as the scene fades to black.*
Brett Starr: Yo, it's me. We need to talk. Things are not as I was promised...
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*The scene reopens with a shot of the Canadian X Pro logo banner hanging on a wall. The camera zooms out to reveal the backstage interviewer Nick Cortez standing in front of it wearing an opening night t-shirt. Cortez smiles as he makes his introduction.*
Nick Cortez: We are less than 24 hours out from our first show here from Halifax and I am joined by a young man who is going to be making his professional wrestling debut against Killgrave...Brett Starr!
*Cortez points to the right side of the screen and Brett walks out in the same outfit he was wearing earlier in the day. Starr is all smiles as he puts his arm around Cortez's shoulders.*
Brett Starr: Hey there Nicky. I know this must be a huge moment for you. It's not everyday that you get to speak to a sure-fire hall of famer. But let's just take it easy here and take it one question at a time. I know you can do it man. I'm behind you!
*Nick looks confused and a little pissed that Brett thinks that he can't handle the interview but is professional about the situation.*
Nick Cortez: (Deadpan) Thanks. This week you have your first match. What exactly is your approach as you prepare to take on Killgrave?
Brett Starr: Killgrave...A man who is not just content to try and pick up a victory, he wants to injure me. To maim me. To make sure I never walk the same again. I mean, the way he was speaking was making it sound like he was a broken record. A broken halloween themed records. It's freaky. I'm afraid that if I am not paying attention backstage he is going to toss me into a hole in his locker room and start telling me to "rub the lotion on it's skin unless it want's the hose again..."
*Brett shudders at the thought as he continues.*
Brett Starr: I'm not going to lie. Killgrave is a physical specimen. He is an absolute beast in that ring. That being said...I am not one that is easily intimidated. I am the future of this business Killgrave. I don't say that because it's a great catchphrase or something I can put on a t-shirt. I say it because it's a simple and a undeniable fact. You may be big, you may think that you are bad and that you are the most dangerous man in this company but I am not going to back down.
I'm not an idiot. I know you think of me. You know how I know? Because you are like Frankenstein and you repeated it time and time again. You want me to suffer. You said you wanted me to risk my career to beat you. But I have to ask a simple request...why would I?
I want you to get this through your thick skull Killgrave. I am better than you. The minute I was born I was better than you. When we get to that ring tomorrow night...nothing changes. I have more talent in my stubbly little left toe than you and your latchkey kid ever will.
*Nick's eyes go wide in shock at the mention of the child.*
Nick Cortez: With all due respect Brett, do you think it's smart to bring his kid into this discussion?
Brett Starr: Oooh...will the big, bad Killgrave gonna get man? He already threatened to knock my teeth out of my mouth! I have an award winning smile. Look at this beautiful smile!
*Brett flashes an cheesy smile directly into the camera.*
Brett Starr: What kind of monster would want to take away something so precious and beautiful away from this world? Why don't you just extinguish the sun while you're at it?
*Brett crosses his arms over his chest and begins to speak to Nick in a straightforward manner.*
Brett Starr: Look, I know how this business works. Big guys get on the posters and they start to believe their own hype. Killgrave is probably a failed professional football player who decided to come to the the world of professional wrestling for a quick and easy buck. He wins a couple of matches in a few different weaker companies and he thinks he will be on the top of the card here in Canadian X Pro.
Well, I'm sorry to break it to you Killgrave but the line begins behind me. Brett Starr is the greatest thing to ever happen to Canada. This is the start of the greatest career in the history of professional wrestling. Killgrave is the first stepping stone that I am going to take. I heard what you wanted to do. You want to break me. You want to make me cry out in pain.
You know I want to do to you? Forget it. I want to turn you into a trivia question answer. I want to show each and every one of those fans out there that I am better than you and then I want them to promptly forget about you. Right now, you are on cloud nine. You are talking and acting like the big, scary man you were hired to be. But you are just holding my spotlight for me. Tomorrow, Brett Starr is going to be the bright, shinning light that will illuminate the path for the future of this industry and you will be relegated to nothing more than a footnote. A sad, pathetic relic of a long dead era of this sport.
That is the only thing happening in that ring tomorrow. I'm not going to injure you. I'm not going to maim you physically or send you to the hospital. I'm just going to make you irrelevant. And there is nothing worse in this world than that.
*Brett just smirks and puts his hands on his hips as he looks up towards the sky.*
Nick Cortez: A very confident Brett Starr takes on Killgrave in our opening match live from Halifax! I'm Nick Cortez for Canadian X Pro Wrestling!
*Starr continues to smile as the screen fades to black.*
Brett Starr: So this is the best that Halifax has to offer huh? This...
*Starr stops and takes a slow turn around looking at the scene around him.*
Brett Starr: Is the Five Star accommodations that you set up for Canadian X Pro's hottest young rookie? That is completely and utterly pathetic! But heck, what did I expect from a bunch of Canadians? Heck, if you pour maple syrup over a turd and you folks think it's the greatest dish you've ever eaten! Right?
*Starr just smirks and shakes his head as he continues to walk towards his room once again.*
Brett Starr: I'm upset that I forgot to pack my black light! One can only imagine the amount of blood, piss or semen one would find in this place! Freaking disgusting...Just like my opponent this week Killgrave! I mean, have you seen that guy? Constantly covered in sweat. Looks like he should be driving a truck cross-country with his bearded dragon named "Honcho." Wants to look like a complete and utter bad ass but isn't worth the black tights he dresses in! Killgrave wants me to be scared by him but I am fighting off the laughter every time I see him on my iPad!
*Brett reaches the room number 120 and pulls the room key out of his right hip pocket. Starr unlocks the room and motions for the cameraman to enter before him.*
Brett Starr: After you...if there is a dead body in there I want to make sure it is caught on video. Especially if it's a dead hooker that Killgrave offed.
*The camera enters the room and finds the king sized bed completely empty and the room surprisingly clean and nice inside. On the dresser beside the television there is a note addressed to "Mr. Starr." Brett walks in and throws his bag on the bed and then grabs the note. Starr leans against the dresser and begins to read what it says out loud to the camera.*
Brett Starr:
"Dear Mister Starr,
Welcome to Halifax! We are very excited to have you here! Welcome to the big show! Please feel free to contact me for anything that you may need!
-Angelo Valour"
*Brett shakes his head as he wads up the note and tosses it directly into the black trash bin.*
Brett Starr: Look, I'm a simple guy. I don't ask for much. When you were standing outside of this rats nest today and told me you wanted to get a behind the scenes look at the newest kid on the block I was happy to comply. However, when I get dragged out of Los Angeles...THE CITY OF ANGELS AND BEAUTIFUL WOMEN...to come to Hellhole, Canada and don't even get a simple limousine to pick me up at the airport or a fruit basket in my room, I'm going to be a little let down!
I know that this company is just starting out. I get it. But treat me a little bit better than this...you understand? Brett Starr belongs on the marquee...Brett Starr equals ratings. But all I am seeing is a lack of respect. I was concerned when I saw who my opponent was going to be that this was going to be a low-class organization but now I am fully realizing the severity of this situation.
*Brett puts his hands on his hips and shakes his head in disgust. Brett pulls out his cellphone and presses a number and makes a call. Starr looks at the camera and makes a "go away" motion with his hand and the cameraman begins to walk out of the room. Starr begins to speak into the phone as the scene fades to black.*
Brett Starr: Yo, it's me. We need to talk. Things are not as I was promised...
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*The scene reopens with a shot of the Canadian X Pro logo banner hanging on a wall. The camera zooms out to reveal the backstage interviewer Nick Cortez standing in front of it wearing an opening night t-shirt. Cortez smiles as he makes his introduction.*
Nick Cortez: We are less than 24 hours out from our first show here from Halifax and I am joined by a young man who is going to be making his professional wrestling debut against Killgrave...Brett Starr!
*Cortez points to the right side of the screen and Brett walks out in the same outfit he was wearing earlier in the day. Starr is all smiles as he puts his arm around Cortez's shoulders.*
Brett Starr: Hey there Nicky. I know this must be a huge moment for you. It's not everyday that you get to speak to a sure-fire hall of famer. But let's just take it easy here and take it one question at a time. I know you can do it man. I'm behind you!
*Nick looks confused and a little pissed that Brett thinks that he can't handle the interview but is professional about the situation.*
Nick Cortez: (Deadpan) Thanks. This week you have your first match. What exactly is your approach as you prepare to take on Killgrave?
Brett Starr: Killgrave...A man who is not just content to try and pick up a victory, he wants to injure me. To maim me. To make sure I never walk the same again. I mean, the way he was speaking was making it sound like he was a broken record. A broken halloween themed records. It's freaky. I'm afraid that if I am not paying attention backstage he is going to toss me into a hole in his locker room and start telling me to "rub the lotion on it's skin unless it want's the hose again..."
*Brett shudders at the thought as he continues.*
Brett Starr: I'm not going to lie. Killgrave is a physical specimen. He is an absolute beast in that ring. That being said...I am not one that is easily intimidated. I am the future of this business Killgrave. I don't say that because it's a great catchphrase or something I can put on a t-shirt. I say it because it's a simple and a undeniable fact. You may be big, you may think that you are bad and that you are the most dangerous man in this company but I am not going to back down.
I'm not an idiot. I know you think of me. You know how I know? Because you are like Frankenstein and you repeated it time and time again. You want me to suffer. You said you wanted me to risk my career to beat you. But I have to ask a simple request...why would I?
I want you to get this through your thick skull Killgrave. I am better than you. The minute I was born I was better than you. When we get to that ring tomorrow night...nothing changes. I have more talent in my stubbly little left toe than you and your latchkey kid ever will.
*Nick's eyes go wide in shock at the mention of the child.*
Nick Cortez: With all due respect Brett, do you think it's smart to bring his kid into this discussion?
Brett Starr: Oooh...will the big, bad Killgrave gonna get man? He already threatened to knock my teeth out of my mouth! I have an award winning smile. Look at this beautiful smile!
*Brett flashes an cheesy smile directly into the camera.*
Brett Starr: What kind of monster would want to take away something so precious and beautiful away from this world? Why don't you just extinguish the sun while you're at it?
*Brett crosses his arms over his chest and begins to speak to Nick in a straightforward manner.*
Brett Starr: Look, I know how this business works. Big guys get on the posters and they start to believe their own hype. Killgrave is probably a failed professional football player who decided to come to the the world of professional wrestling for a quick and easy buck. He wins a couple of matches in a few different weaker companies and he thinks he will be on the top of the card here in Canadian X Pro.
Well, I'm sorry to break it to you Killgrave but the line begins behind me. Brett Starr is the greatest thing to ever happen to Canada. This is the start of the greatest career in the history of professional wrestling. Killgrave is the first stepping stone that I am going to take. I heard what you wanted to do. You want to break me. You want to make me cry out in pain.
You know I want to do to you? Forget it. I want to turn you into a trivia question answer. I want to show each and every one of those fans out there that I am better than you and then I want them to promptly forget about you. Right now, you are on cloud nine. You are talking and acting like the big, scary man you were hired to be. But you are just holding my spotlight for me. Tomorrow, Brett Starr is going to be the bright, shinning light that will illuminate the path for the future of this industry and you will be relegated to nothing more than a footnote. A sad, pathetic relic of a long dead era of this sport.
That is the only thing happening in that ring tomorrow. I'm not going to injure you. I'm not going to maim you physically or send you to the hospital. I'm just going to make you irrelevant. And there is nothing worse in this world than that.
*Brett just smirks and puts his hands on his hips as he looks up towards the sky.*
Nick Cortez: A very confident Brett Starr takes on Killgrave in our opening match live from Halifax! I'm Nick Cortez for Canadian X Pro Wrestling!
*Starr continues to smile as the screen fades to black.*
