Post by Ryan Ro [NAPW] on Nov 17, 2005 23:20:14 GMT -5
Several hours after Action!, Ravager is the last man in the locker room. Standing next to him is NAPW Interview Josh Reynolds.
Josh: I’m Josh Reynolds, here with former NAPW Provincial Champion Ravager. Ravager, how can you justify…
Ravager: I don’t need to justify my actions! I’ve been attacked. I’ve been insulted. Last Thursday, I was robbed! Robbed of MY TITLE! So now, I’m exacting a little payback. Like what you saw tonight. Lobo, I wouldn’t euthanise a dog for two grand…but I needed to make sure Static didn’t get involved in my “match” with Fleming. Massacre, more like it.
Josh: Speaking of the NAPW Provincial Champion, even after the challenge Lobo presented
Ravager: Static. You’re playing your mind games. Writing your songs. But you’re taking your eyes off the true prize. It only takes one moment of hesitation for me to capitalize, and when it happens, I’ll get back my title.
Josh: Now, if you don’t mind me asking, why were you in Commissioner Winchell’s office?
Ravager: I wanted a match made. Two on one handicap, me against Static and Lobo.
Josh: You’re not serious!
Ravager: That’s what he said. Apparently he doesn’t think I’m capable of handling the two of them. Said he’d “think about it.” I’m a patient man, and you know, he came to me just a half hour ago. And he came up with something even better.
Josh: Better?
Ravager: I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. There are no friendships in this business. Just profitable alliances. Well, I’ve made a very profitable alliance.
Josh: Who have you found?
Ravager: Mr. Winchell wants to get some big ratings before Black Thursday. So he’s put together an NAPW dream match for this Monday. On one side you’ll have: The Provincial Champion, STATIC! And his partner, the Olympic Champion LOBO! And they will be joined… by the FORMER NAPW champ! That’s right, I’m talking about THE PLAGUE. Their opponents will be myself, the former, Provincial Champ.
Josh: …And?
Ravager: Well, let’s just say, that their problems on Monday can be summed up by one letter. SAID REAL LOUD!
Josh: You can’t mean…D!?!
Ravager: Just a little warm-up for us all before Black Thursday. Now if you’ll excuse me. I’ve got a meeting to get to. See you on Whyte Ave.
Ravager walks off as screen goes black.
Josh: I’m Josh Reynolds, here with former NAPW Provincial Champion Ravager. Ravager, how can you justify…
Ravager: I don’t need to justify my actions! I’ve been attacked. I’ve been insulted. Last Thursday, I was robbed! Robbed of MY TITLE! So now, I’m exacting a little payback. Like what you saw tonight. Lobo, I wouldn’t euthanise a dog for two grand…but I needed to make sure Static didn’t get involved in my “match” with Fleming. Massacre, more like it.
Josh: Speaking of the NAPW Provincial Champion, even after the challenge Lobo presented
Ravager: Static. You’re playing your mind games. Writing your songs. But you’re taking your eyes off the true prize. It only takes one moment of hesitation for me to capitalize, and when it happens, I’ll get back my title.
Josh: Now, if you don’t mind me asking, why were you in Commissioner Winchell’s office?
Ravager: I wanted a match made. Two on one handicap, me against Static and Lobo.
Josh: You’re not serious!
Ravager: That’s what he said. Apparently he doesn’t think I’m capable of handling the two of them. Said he’d “think about it.” I’m a patient man, and you know, he came to me just a half hour ago. And he came up with something even better.
Josh: Better?
Ravager: I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. There are no friendships in this business. Just profitable alliances. Well, I’ve made a very profitable alliance.
Josh: Who have you found?
Ravager: Mr. Winchell wants to get some big ratings before Black Thursday. So he’s put together an NAPW dream match for this Monday. On one side you’ll have: The Provincial Champion, STATIC! And his partner, the Olympic Champion LOBO! And they will be joined… by the FORMER NAPW champ! That’s right, I’m talking about THE PLAGUE. Their opponents will be myself, the former, Provincial Champ.
Josh: …And?
Ravager: Well, let’s just say, that their problems on Monday can be summed up by one letter. SAID REAL LOUD!
Josh: You can’t mean…D!?!
Ravager: Just a little warm-up for us all before Black Thursday. Now if you’ll excuse me. I’ve got a meeting to get to. See you on Whyte Ave.
Ravager walks off as screen goes black.