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}}Well...not exactly a good night for the Prince of Old School. In fact, down right terrible. This narrator worries because well...Seth's lost it before. I'm not just talking about matches either. But to the recent happenings of the Prince and the C.E.O...Fish has gotten a new look. He seems quite proud of it too. And Seth? Well...just watch.{{
}}Our scene begins with the aforementioned C.E.O. Matt Fisher in the hallway. Matt is on his way to somewhere that we don't know about (more than likely his office) and is stopped in his tracks by a fan...a female fan. We should note the C.E.O.'s new look. He has a sleevless shirt on, his hair highlighted in places by blond coloring, and a few more tatoos and piercings than what we've known him for. Back to the lady.{{
--EXCITED FAN-- OH MY GOSH! You're the C.E.O.! Oh wow...you're sexier now than you were before. Um, I was just wondering if you'd take a picture with me. We can ask this guy passing by to take it.
}}The mentioned person happens to be DRWF's Finest, Jackhammer. Grinning, the C.E.O. pulls Jackie aside.{{
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Hey Jackie, I was wondering if you'd do a favor for me. This girl here, she'd like a picture with the C.E.O. and seeing as you're walkin' by...
--JACKHAMMER-- No prob boss. Anything to help out a friend. Just hope I don't get in everyone else walking by.
}}As noted, there are slightly more people crowding the halls than there were a few seconds ago. The Excited Fan shrugs, indicating she didn't care. She throws herself onto Fish and smiles for the camera. The picture is taken...{{
}}And as it is so, a barely recognizable voice sounds from down the hall.{{
--BARELY RECOGNIZABLE VOICE-- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
}}All heads present turn to the direction of the voice. Fish realizes that he should probably check up on what that is. Before running off down the hall...{{
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Hey, babe, sorry for this. I've gotta go jet fast now, and see what that was. If you still wanna contact me, go find my business card out on the front desk...Jackie, thanks a bunch pal, I owe ya a drink. Now, if you'll excuse me.
}}Like a Hurricane, Fish dashes off down the hall, dodging people left and right as the girl waves good bye.{{
}}Fish, out of breath, arrives at the general spot where he heard the bloodcurdling scream. It sounds out again, louder. Looking in the direction, it is found to be from Seth Calvert's dressing room. C.E.O. shakes his head and opens the unlocked door. He finds Calvert lying on the floor, his match with Brett Hunter on the TV. He is sprawled out as if waiting for God himself to pluck the soul out of his body. His hair is messed up, the cut he received bandaged but torn a little...his clothes looking like they haven't been pressed for two months. Fish sighs a long sigh. He grabs a bottle of water from the table to his left.{{
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Even I'm surprised I have the audacity to ask 'Is Anything Wrong?'?
}}Seth's eyes grow wide and he turns his head to look at his companion and friend. He moans a response.{{
--SETH CALVERT-- No. I do this on a regular basis as part of an exercise routine. I really do enjoy sitting on this tiled floor with a TV of my past loss screaming my lungs out of my chest and thinking depressing thoughts.
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Oh okay then. Just wondering. Well then I'll leave you alone...
}}Seth bolts up, and C.E.O. teasingly turns to leave. He turns back and makes a mocking, "Yes?" tone out of his voice. Seth buries his head in his hands, and the Fish takes a seat in the steel blue chair.{{
--SETH CALVERT-- Okay...did you book me in this Simon Jacobs match?
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Well, I can't say too much, even as friends. But I did have a say in it. Why? Are you worried? Do I sense worry in the Prince of Old School?
--SETH CALVERT-- Hell mother f'n no. I'm just wondering what kind of crack you're all smoking to be giving me another match after my piss poor performance at Wickedness.
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Hey...don't sweat it man. You may have lost, but you lost to a pretty damn decent wrestler. You both got cut up, you both had your spots. It was a respectable match.
--SETH CALVERT-- Don't you think I could have done just a little f'n better?
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Well...I have seen you have better days.
--SETH CALVERT-- Exactly my damned point. I've done better against Trey frickin' Hamlyn for Chrissake, and that ain't easy to do. Do you all not want ratings? Is that why you're putting me in this?
--C.E.O. MATT FISHER-- Hey, snap out of it shithead. We put you in because you're one of our better ratings grabbers. There is not a single soul in this federation aside from Late Nite and myself that would be doing what you're doing - Old School Wrestling. And that's why people pay for the cable to watch us. You've got Ace, A-Poc, even Jackhammer...but then there's you. The Diamond in the Rough who can pull through shit that no one's pulled through. You had an off night. Everyone does. Get the hell over it and look to the future. You've got Simon Jacobs, a man you've faced before and beat. You seen his latest quote unquote promo? He took a frickin' camera shot of his journal. What the devil is up with that? So stop your g'damn moping and get to action. You're better than Simon and you damn well know it. So shut up about the Hunter match, because you did what you could out there. Concentrate on Jacobs. Don't worry...things'll be better. Now, if you'll excuse me...*looking at his beeper* I've got some more important things to do than play counselor for a Twenty-Seven year old professional wrestler.
}}With a huff, the C.E.O. departs from the room. Seth sits still on the floor with a look of shock on his face. Never has he heard Matt give a more working pep talk than that one. Seth gets to his feet, dusts his ass off and turns off the TV. He opens a package delivered to him a few minutes ago. It contains a Simon Jacobs tape package. However, there's only one tape. Seth at first has a confused look on his face, but then remembers that it's Simon Jacobs - all his stuff can only fit on one tape. He pops the cassette in the VCR and punches the play button. He takes up a seat in the blue folding chair after pulling an Old School Orange Bolt 45 from his cooler. Taking a sip, he watches the DRWF matches that Jacobs has been in. He watches the promos cut by Simon, as well as the match that Seth had with him a few months back. Finally, it shows his latest promo.{{
--SETH CALVERT-- So I'm facing the man of pointless promos. Also known as SiN...also known as SiN Jacobs...also known as Simon "SiN" Jacobs. Good Lord...feels like I'm fighting Trey Hamlyn again. And all he can do for right now is show a shot of his journal? What, praytell would be the purpose of that? Should there be someone I'm afraid of? Is that what the meaning of that last line is? Some unknown figure that seems to scare Jacobs as much as it doesn't frighten me? Jacobs needs to pick up the pace a little it seems. I've faced him before and he knows I'm no slouch. He ain't either come to think of it. It's too bad that he had to leave his family again. Hmm. Mysterious man. Jacobs returns. I'm not making sense. I can't even consider the events of that day for him any kind of threat to me. My best bet is to wait and see. He's going to say something else. I did this the last time...and he came out and said something. There's something he's hiding...waiting for me. Just like old times. But I'm ready. Rather, I will be. I'll be ready for him. No doubt in my mind. Friday shall be a good day. A very good day. Note to self...don't aim so high so soon. But Simon's gonna have a few surprises in store if what the C.E.O. said had any truth behind it. So it's set. Just wait...wait and see.
}}And that decision will rest with Seth as he goes through his routines of the days. Get up, go to Denny's for breakfast, run petty errands, look at opponent's tapes, get to the gym, eat a sandwich and drink a soda, and workout some more before bed. It shall be interesting to hear what Simon Jacobs has to say.{{
::CREDITS::
Big Willie-Isms:
Keeping this Federation alive for TWO STRONG YEARS BABY! And also for
telling me that he should be first in these Credit things...
Xavier Garcia: Roleplay Layout and Seth Calvert Banner
Jake Hollman: Real Audio Player HTML Code and coming back...WOOT!
Matt Budai: For Telling me to use my head and use View Source to find the HTML code
Kevin Edwards: Being the Pal that He Is...you kick ass my friend.
And uh...to Dad: Thanks for getting on my ass about homework while I was doing this...
