Johnny Scotch: Pleasure conducting this interview with you Mr. Calvert. Maybe in the future when things change up a little, we might conduct another one.
Seth Calvert: No problem Scotch. It's not every day you get interviewed by someone who knows what the hell they're talking about. You got a unique style, and I wish you success in your line of business.
Johnny Scotch: Thanks very much Seth. Good luck on your match this Tuesday. I hear Adon's getting more jacked up than before.
*Seth simply smirks at this comment and gets into his truck. He turns on his radio and plays a random disc on his CD-Player. The band will be Offspring as that's all that's in his player, and the CD is Smash.*
Dexter Holland: HEY MAN YOU KNOW, I'M REALLY OKAY......THIS GUN IN MY HAND, WILL TELL YOU THE SAME...
*As it gets to the first chorus of "Bad Habit", Seth's cell phone rings. He turns down the volume a little and answers. The person on the other end is none other than...*
Big Willie-Isms: Owner: Seth? Hey, man, it's Isms.
Seth Calvert: A-ight man, go ahead. What's happenin'?
Big Willie-Isms: Owner: Yeah, I was just gonna talk to you about your recent interview with Scotch. You get it done?
Seth Calvert: Yessir I did. Went very well I might add.
Big Willie-Isms: Owner Good. We might be showing that sometime this week. Anyway, I was wondering...we got a small promotional show here, and the crowd is getting restless. I promised them that there would be a major DRWF Superstar there, and you're the only one I could contact.
Seth Calvert: What's up with Corbin and Late Nite? Or how about Table Man and Charkton? I know why Derian and Rancid can't buzz in, but no one else?
Big Willie-Isms: Owner Not a one. Besides, no one's heard from you lately, and I think it's time you showed the fans that you're back. Whaddaya say Calvert? I'll set the place up for you, and introduce you personally.
Seth Calvert: Hmm....so I get the Arena to myself for a little promo, you introduce me personally, and...wait, do I get to have a few hot dogs with that?
Big Willie-Isms: Owner: Heh...always the character. No problem. Just come down here within fifteen minutes.
Seth Calvert: Will do boss. See ya then. Peace out!
Seth hangs up as "Bad Habit" reaches, "You stupid, dumbshit, goddamn, MOTHER FUCKER!" He speeds off and we're headed to the DRWF Arena in Anderson, South Carolina!*
Seth Calvert: A-ight Isms, I'm headed towards the Jump Room...cue me when ready.
*"Whatcha Gonna Do" by Shyne begins to roar over the P.A. system as the fans, excited by the appearance of the person who makes their entertainment possible walks out. Big Willie-Isms gets in the ring and asks for a mic. He smiles as the crowd quiets down.*
Big Willie-Isms: Owner: Ladies and Gentlemen, at this time, coming to the ring to entertain you, the good people who pay to see things go down, a former Death Row Wrestling Federation Champion. He's changed a little since the last we've seen him in ring, and he's ready. Folks, I'm here to introduce the man who will take on "The Genetic Freak" Adon tomorrow at Tuesday Torture/Torment, "THE PRINCE OF OLD SCHOOL!" SETH....CALVERT!!!
*"Damnit, I Changed Again" by The Offspring starts up as we see the Prince himself, Seth Calvert strut out onto the stage. He smiles at the fans, gives a salute, and calmly makes his way down to the ring. As he gets up on the ring apron, he pauses to soak in the deafening cheers from the fans. He enters the ring, and Isms gives him the mic before he leaves the ring himself. Calvert climbs the second turnbuckle and raises two fingers in the air to symbolize that soon, and very soon, he's going to be on top of this federation once again. He gets down and puts the mic to his lips.*
Seth Calvert: Thank you, thank you, and welcome once again to an Old School session with your Old School Hero Seth Calvert. *Seth pauses a second before continuing.* Tomorrow night. Tuesday Torture/Torment. A night labeled with returns. A night where we will witness the return of Jared F'n Sengir. A night where we will witness the return of Mikey Mikey D for a US Title Shot. And on a night where we will see the return of the man I face. Adon. But that's only three out of the four. The fourth person that is to make his return is standing before you here in this very ring. My name is Seth Calvert. And I will go on tomorrow to proverbially Whoop Adon's ass all over this arena, all over Anderson, AWW HELL, ALL OVER SOUTH CAROLINA!*This draws a huge reaction from the crowd.* Adon, you like to call yourself the Genetic Freak. I will agree with that. You are a Genetic Freak. The Genes for your brain were freaked up, making your simple mind two sizes too small. The Genes for your balls, which you got from your dear old hag, wrinkled ass of a mother, got f'ed up too, causing you to in turn have none. Tomorrow, you'll be the first to see the new and improved Seth Calvert, and the fans here hope your mind registers that. Tomorrow, you'll see that I can go Old School, but I'll win by any means necessary. If that means picking up a chair for reasons other than to sit on it, I'll do it. If that means picking up a cookie sheet for purposes other than baking, I'll do it. Damnit, if that means picking up the barbed wire and donning it as body armor, Good Lord Almighty, I'LL DO IT! Tomorrow Adon, you'll see that I am capable of unleashing Hell. You say you've got some pretty large arms, what happens when they're crippled by a baseball bat? You say you can be smart, but what happens when you don't have a clue what nailed you in the back of the head? Adon, you think that you're going to go out tomorrow and kick my ass. Don't underestimate me. I'm not the top dog in the business right now, but hell, I'll show you why I'm going to be by the end of two months. Adon, you're the first person in line to be shattered piece by piece, left for the janitors to clean up. You're the first to feel what it's like to step in the ring with a DRWF World Heavyweight Champion. You're going to be the first to feel why Seth Calvert is going straight to the top. And finally, you're going to be the first...to be Dismissed. That said, I'll see you tomorrow Adon...
*"Damnit, I Changed Again" plays as Seth chucks the mic back to the Fink. He taunts on the second turnbuckle again, and then proceeds to remove himself from the ring. The Isms-tron goes to a shot showing the matchup that will mark the return of two of DRWF's finest. The Prince of Old School, Seth Calvert takes on The Genetic Freak...Adon!*
*The Prince of Old School parks in the section reserved for the wrestlers and hops out of his truck. He grabs his black denim jacket and pulls it on. After straightening it, he walks towards the gates, shades down. The security guard, who looks vaguely familiar asks for Seth's ID. Seth grumbles some unaudible word and pulls it out. The security guard, satisfied, lets Seth pass. Calvert walks to the front door of the Arena and opens it. He sees a whole bunch of people there, and he calmly heads around to his locker room. As the fans chant, "WE WANT ACTION! WE WANT ACTION!", Seth rings Isms on his phone.*