Post by Chris Casino on Dec 6, 2005 15:47:39 GMT -5
- The Debut -
Inside a plush penthouse suite we find "The Future" Chris Casino and his manager Terry Brandon living it up. A small private party is in progress and we find Chris chatting up a sexy black women who quietly slips him her room key. He sticks it in his pocket (with the others) and excuses himself. Chris Casino is decked out in a dark tailor made Brooks Brothers suit and looks every inch GQ. He plops down on the leather sofa next to Terry who is on his cell phone.
Brandon: Yeah gotcha. We'll be there.
Brandon hangs up and smirks at Chris.
Brandon: It's official, you're debut match is signed, sealed and delivered my friend!
This time it's Casino's time to smirk.
Casino: Let me guess, I make my in ring debut next week at Monday Night Fights. Hell, I bet you even lined me up for a title match of some sort in my first match, am I right?
Brandon: Um...No. You debut on Action and....
Casino looks like someone ran over his dog.
Casino: Action? That's the damn "B" show of NAPW!
Brandon: And you face The Moose....
Casino puts his hands up.
Casino: Hey hold on here. Bad enough I gotta make my debut on the loser show of NAPW, but I gotta wrestle a damn moose? What kind of sick freaks are runnin' this place?
Brandon: No not a moose as in the animal. I'm talking about "The Moose" the NAPW superstar.
Casino and Brandon look at each other and bust out laughing.
Casino: (whipping away a tear) Superstar! Oh man you're a riot!
Brandon snickers and Casino slaps him on the back.
Casino: Jesus, when I told NAPW I'd be happy to start at the bottom and work my way up I had no idea just how far I'd have to lower myself. Only in Canada can some mook wrestler call himself The Moose and get away with it. But...if I have to lower my standards and make an appearance on Action then so be it. You gotta know that once word of my debut hits the internet that Action will finally have two things it's always strived for. Ratings and a quality match.
Brandon: No argument there.
Casino: NAPW, you cats wanna start me off on your Action show against some fat bastard named Moose? Fine. Place anyone you want against me I LIVE for challenges. I didn't come to Canada to...To...
Casino turns to Brandon.
Casino: Hey man what the Hell is there to see or do in Canada?
Brandon: Christ I dunno. Polar bears?
Casino: Really? Anyway, I didn't come to Canada to see you're stinkin' polar bears. I came to NAPW to beat anyone and everyone. I've wrestled all over this world and no matter where I go...I win titles. You think it'll be any different here? Hell, imagine me as the NAPW TV Champ. That virtually guarantees that Action stays on the air. Chris Casino, The Provincial Champ. Now I have no clue what that title means but around my waist it'll be the most important strap in this entire company. Finally, we can't forget about the so called World Title. That illiterate bastard D! holds that strap like it means something. D! you've had an easy ride up until now. Weak challengers and sorry competition have kept that belt around your waist. Now that I'm here it ends. That belt, ANY belt in NAPW doesn't mean a damn thing unless I'm wearing it.
Brandon: Tell what you're gonna do to The Moose on Action.
Chris Casino smiles, showing off his perfect teeth.
Casino: I'm gonna make an example out of Moose. Any guy that names himself after a character from an Archies Comic deserves to get his ass kicked. At Action I plan on showing Moose and the rest of the NAPW roster that the Future has arrived. Pack your bags Moose, cause I'm about to cash you out baby.
Casino laughs and the party continues to swirl around them.
- cut to a commercial for the official Chris Casino tee shirt! It's black with white lettering that reads "I just got my ass kicked by Chris Casino and all I got was this lousy tee shirt!" -
Inside a plush penthouse suite we find "The Future" Chris Casino and his manager Terry Brandon living it up. A small private party is in progress and we find Chris chatting up a sexy black women who quietly slips him her room key. He sticks it in his pocket (with the others) and excuses himself. Chris Casino is decked out in a dark tailor made Brooks Brothers suit and looks every inch GQ. He plops down on the leather sofa next to Terry who is on his cell phone.
Brandon: Yeah gotcha. We'll be there.
Brandon hangs up and smirks at Chris.
Brandon: It's official, you're debut match is signed, sealed and delivered my friend!
This time it's Casino's time to smirk.
Casino: Let me guess, I make my in ring debut next week at Monday Night Fights. Hell, I bet you even lined me up for a title match of some sort in my first match, am I right?
Brandon: Um...No. You debut on Action and....
Casino looks like someone ran over his dog.
Casino: Action? That's the damn "B" show of NAPW!
Brandon: And you face The Moose....
Casino puts his hands up.
Casino: Hey hold on here. Bad enough I gotta make my debut on the loser show of NAPW, but I gotta wrestle a damn moose? What kind of sick freaks are runnin' this place?
Brandon: No not a moose as in the animal. I'm talking about "The Moose" the NAPW superstar.
Casino and Brandon look at each other and bust out laughing.
Casino: (whipping away a tear) Superstar! Oh man you're a riot!
Brandon snickers and Casino slaps him on the back.
Casino: Jesus, when I told NAPW I'd be happy to start at the bottom and work my way up I had no idea just how far I'd have to lower myself. Only in Canada can some mook wrestler call himself The Moose and get away with it. But...if I have to lower my standards and make an appearance on Action then so be it. You gotta know that once word of my debut hits the internet that Action will finally have two things it's always strived for. Ratings and a quality match.
Brandon: No argument there.
Casino: NAPW, you cats wanna start me off on your Action show against some fat bastard named Moose? Fine. Place anyone you want against me I LIVE for challenges. I didn't come to Canada to...To...
Casino turns to Brandon.
Casino: Hey man what the Hell is there to see or do in Canada?
Brandon: Christ I dunno. Polar bears?
Casino: Really? Anyway, I didn't come to Canada to see you're stinkin' polar bears. I came to NAPW to beat anyone and everyone. I've wrestled all over this world and no matter where I go...I win titles. You think it'll be any different here? Hell, imagine me as the NAPW TV Champ. That virtually guarantees that Action stays on the air. Chris Casino, The Provincial Champ. Now I have no clue what that title means but around my waist it'll be the most important strap in this entire company. Finally, we can't forget about the so called World Title. That illiterate bastard D! holds that strap like it means something. D! you've had an easy ride up until now. Weak challengers and sorry competition have kept that belt around your waist. Now that I'm here it ends. That belt, ANY belt in NAPW doesn't mean a damn thing unless I'm wearing it.
Brandon: Tell what you're gonna do to The Moose on Action.
Chris Casino smiles, showing off his perfect teeth.
Casino: I'm gonna make an example out of Moose. Any guy that names himself after a character from an Archies Comic deserves to get his ass kicked. At Action I plan on showing Moose and the rest of the NAPW roster that the Future has arrived. Pack your bags Moose, cause I'm about to cash you out baby.
Casino laughs and the party continues to swirl around them.
- cut to a commercial for the official Chris Casino tee shirt! It's black with white lettering that reads "I just got my ass kicked by Chris Casino and all I got was this lousy tee shirt!" -