Post by LankyLefty17 on Sept 8, 2020 10:58:11 GMT -8
INT. BACKSTAGE. WILL CRADDOCK IS SAT, UNLACING HIS BOOTS WHEN A CAMERA CREW WALKS IN.
CRADDOCK: Oi yep just walk in not like there's a lil' summat called "privacy", or, common decency, but, y'know—
VOICE BEHIND CAMERA: Sorry, Mr. Craddock. We just wanted to get word on your match, and what John Logan said about a possible rematch.
CRADDOCK, WHO'D BEEN PREOCCUPIED WITH HIS BOOTS THE WHOLE TIME, AND HADN'T LOOKED UP TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE CAMERA VISIBLY PERKS UP. HE STARES UP AT THE CAMERA FOR A FEW BEATS, A SMALL SMILE SOON ENOUGH GIVING WAY TO A WRY GRIN.
CRADDOCK: Rematch? Well, fook me, Jesus, Mary, 'n, Joseph, why not? I mean, shite—are we 'llowed to swear in Warrior Pro? Is this e'en a promo rait now? Is this on Youtube or Twitch or the like—is this, like, y'know, official, or some shite? Does Warriorversary 'ave its own shite or are we breakin' some kinda t'ird party rule or—
Anyway shite, what were I goin' on 'bout? Rait. Fookin' John Logan. Listen, John: yer rait. Rematch? Sure. 'Cause I need it, John. That felt real good, t'night. Y'know. 'Side from bein' dumped on my 'ead. I got a migraine prob'ly the size o' all o' Wales, what wit' the brainbusters 'n all. But. It was good. It was the first time in a long time I felt real good, John. So, thanks, fer that. Y'know. It felt good to win again. To know I'm still good. 'N to 'ear people, y'know, chantin'. Shite. It felt good to see people. We all needed it. And it felt good, to put on a match o' the year candidate, John. It really did. I'm glad, y'know, ya learned yer lesson—that I'm not a steppin' stone. And more 'n that, I think you 'n I proved it to e'eryone: I ain't a steppin' stone.
And neit'er are you, John, 'cause fookin' shite, you were close. Many times. You took me to the limit—thing is, John, y'gotta break my neck to do that. And even then, well—that didn't stop me 'fore. Mind, I'm not sayin' break my neck. 'Cause, y'know, I'd like to maybe 'ave anot'er rematch after that. Or some tag matches—imagine us kickin' e'eryone's arses, provin' e'eryone wrong. Or challenge fer that World Championship title o' that Create-a-Wrestler-from-2007-arse', uman action figure known as Machine Gun May'em. But first thing's first, John—a rematch. Absolutely, John. 'Cause I need this, to survive. So one more match—at least fer now—to keep survivin', 'n I wouldn't 'ave it with anyone else, John. It'll be a good'ne. Let's put on another match o' the year candidate.
