Lisa Flyman, smoothing out her suit: Alright Rick, I'm standing outside his door. Are you all set to roll film?
Rick Fuller, fumbling with his camera: Yea, I'm almost set... I've just got to get the film into this Camera and we'll be ready to roll. (he fumbles around for a few more minutes) alright, I'm all set. Ready?
Lisa: Yes, I'm all set Rick.
Rick: ... And in 5... 4... 3... 2...
Lisa: Welcome fans, to a new feature I'll be doing called HWA Insight. In these segments, I'll be going into the locker rooms of the HWA superstars and chat one on one with them. Tonight, for my first segment, I'll be talking to one of the TRUE veterans of the HWA. This man has been to the top of the mountain, and back down to the bottom again. He's also 1/2 of the two men to fight in the HWA's most brutal match ever, the infamous "Pit of Despair". Of course, I'm talking about the "Wild One" of the HWA, Wild Thang.
*~*~* Lisa then turns and knocks on the door next to her. The door says "Wild Thang" with his logo behind the words. Lisa looks into the camera and smiles nervously as she waits. A few more moments pass until Finally the door is opened. Wild Thang looks Lisa up and down, then shakes his head as he steps out into the hallway.
Wild Thang's got his wrestling gear on. His pants are white, with light green and blue flames coming from the side of his thighs, and the words "Wild One" on the back in black. His elbow pads and Vest are the same, except for the words. His long, jet black hair lays loosely across his shoulders, and as always, he has a few gold chains hung from his neck.
Lisa: Wild Thang... I have a few questions for you if you've got the time?
Wild Thang, looking down at Lisa: Lisa... for you? I've got NO TIME at all! See Lisa, I've got to head on out to the ring tonight and address the crowd.
Lisa, a little embarrassed: Please Wild Thang? Just a few quick questions?!
Wild Thang, as he runs his hands through his hair and sighs: Alright Lisa... Three Questions. Go.
Lisa: Thanks Wild Thang... I owe ya! Ok, first Question then, pretty standard. You've got a match on Friday Night Fear going up against Pimp 2Dope and Jason Chambers with Krazy King Mike as your Tag Team Partner. Any thoughts on this?
Wild Thang, smirking: Lisa, I've got a lot of thoughts about this match... but for now, I'll tell you a little about them.
"The Franchise" Pimp 2Dope. What comes to mind when you hear that name? Some would say greatness, some would say smooth as silk, and others would say just plain Bad-Ass. But me? Now that's a different Story.
When I think of the Name Pimp 2Dope, I think of things like Being Lucky, Getting certain things handed to you because you're who you are, and never having to fight a battle alone.
Lisa, a little confused: How can you say something like that Wild Thang? Pimp 2Dope is one of the HWA's PREMIERE Athletes! He's one of the reasons so many people tune into the HWA every week!
Wild Thang: And that's just my point Lisa... Pimp 2Dope's always been given what he wants just because of that reason. He walks around this place like he owns it, and to tell you the truth, I think I'm a little too damned sick of it!
Lisa: So I take it you were happy to see him go down into defeat?
Wild Thang, grinning: No, I wasn't happy... I WAS GOD DAMNED ECSTATIC!!! I don't think, other then myself, there could have been a better man to lose the HWA championship to! KKM might be a lot of things... but he damn sure isn't any push-over. P
Do you want to know why Pimp 2Dope lost the HWA title to Krazy? (Lisa goes to answer but Wild Thang rips the microphone from her hand) NO! I'll TELL you why he lost. Pimp lost because there wasn't somebody there to help him win the match. Krazy King Mike wasn't there to give Pimp 2Dope a hand to win the match. Pimp's little "Cowgirl" Stephanie wasn't there to try and stick her nose... or should I say "Assets" into the match, causing KKM to lose focus. Pimp now knows that he's been INCREDIBLY lucky to get as far as he's gotten in the HWA.
Lisa, after taking the Microphone back: Well, one more questions then Wild Thang...
Wild Thang, cutting her off: No way Lisa... that was three questions.
Lisa, stunned: No, it was only 1!
Wild Thang: I think not girlie... Go back and count 'em! Maybe if you'd pay more attention to your job, and less to my "Package", you'd actually become a decent reporter here, you silly slut!
Lisa, starting to cry: How could you... HOW?!
Wild Thang, before walking to the entrance ramp: You Know what Lisa... that's your problem... You ask too many damn questions.
*~*~* The scene switches from a bawling Lisa Flyman to that of the HWA Arena. The fans are packed in for the House Show, and a pretty decent show it's been so far. We've seen "Fabuloso" Philipe Romero in action, as well as Duck, I mean Dark Warrior as well as HWA Windy City Champion, Jason Crisis.
Soon, the lights all go dark as "Cocky" By Kid Rock begins to blast out into the Arena. The fans go into a loud rendition of boo's, almost drowning out the Music. Green, White, and Blue Pyro goes off on the Ramp as Wild Thang comes walking out through the Fireworks. He stops at the top of the ramp, standing there with a sneer on his face as he looks out over the crowd.
Wild Thang then smiles a cocky smile, and heads down to the ring. When he hits the ring, he slides under the bottom rope, then climbs up all four turnbuckles, shoving both fist into the air as Flashbulbs pop. Finally, Wild Thang steps into the center of the squared circle and takes another Microphone, prepared to make his speech.
Wild Thang, slowly pacing the ring: This Friday on Fear, I've got a Tag Team match with Krazy King Mike, against two of the HWA's supposed "Top" stars... One Pimp 2Dope, and one "Mr. Right" Jason Chambers. Pimp... I've already addressed you're stupid ass... and quite frankly, I'm tired of it.
And speaking of being Tired, I bet you're still feeling a little low, aren't you Pretty Boy? Yea, you heard me right Chambers... you know it, I know it, hell, even all of these Jerky Eating, Mountain Dew Slurpin', Chaw Chewin' lackeys here in this Audience knows it... (the crowd of course boos) Last Fear, I kicked your lily-livered ass all over this arena! And come Friday Night, exactly one week later... AGAIN, I'll destroy you and leave you laying!
I know what you must be thinking Chambers. You know I had you last Friday on Fear, but I chose to let you take the easy way out. I know you're thinking this time will be different, that this time, things will go better for you, and you'll actually have a chance inside that ring against me, you're wishing that some mighty force will come down out of the sky and strike me down in the isle, so that I don't make it to the ring and once again humiliate you! You're wishing, hoping, and praying to god himself that he'll save you from me... from the "Wild One"!
But I've got news for you Chambers, yea, I've got BIG NEWS! Nothing, and I mean NOTHING is going to come between me and this very ring come Friday Night. Not a swarm of locust, not famine, hunger, or even hod HIMSELF will stop me from marching right down here and whipping you like your hand to your penis on the weekend!
*~*~* Wild Thang pauses as the crowd boos at him once again. He listens, then flips off all four sides of the arena as he prepares to finish off his speech.
Wild Thang: Some people might think that I'm being awfully cocky right now... and being cocky the downfall of every man, woman, and child in the world. But you know what they say, don't you Chambers? "... It Ain't Braggin' Mother F*cker if you Back it UP!!!"
*~*~* And at that, "Cocky" by Kid Rock again begins to play as Wild Thang drops the Microphone. He stands there, that trademark cocky smile on his face, and he stares into the camera. He then walks backwards, still looking at the camera until he hits the ropes. Wild Thang flips over the ropes, lands on his feet, and walks out of the Arena and back to his dressing room.