[Scene opens up inside a darkly lit room, which is only lit by a lone computer monitor and a desk lamp next to it. Fast clicking noises are heard as a dark shadow hovers over the keys of the keyboard and stares close against the screen at what he is typing. Around him coke cans and food wrappers of all kinds are spread everywhere, along with dirty laundry and other random objects. Sensing someone else is in the room, the lone figure turns around and stares at the camera, first in surprise, but then settles down and looks into the camera]

Guy: Oh, Hello, you might remember me as the handler of such e-fed characters as BloodBrother or more recently, Bishop Brother Blood. I have been using that character for about, oh, 2 years now, and after a lot of thinking; I have decided to send him away to the world of e-fed retirement. Or at least for the time being. You see after awhile, I just got tired of the character and his whole evil Satan worshiping gimmick. I found that there was little I could do until everything just sort of repeated itself. So, I opted to change the gimmick of the character around to that of a god loving and worshiping type of character.

[The guy takes a sip of a nearby can of coke]

Guy: Heh. Well in the end that idea wasn’t a good one either. I should have known that from the start though, being a bit of an atheist offline; but don’t hold that against me. I found myself hating the character and RP’ing each week more than I did before, and not to mention I had no material to work with as I’ve never picked up a bible or gone to any service. Not to mention I don’t really “believe” in the material, so how can I work with something I don’t “believe” in? Then again, being Atheist, I guess you could ask me the same question of how I could run with a gothic Satan loving gimmick. It’s simple really though, the latter is just easier to fake and work with. Although, It can get quite repetitive and boring to work with; which isn’t what I wanted.

[The guy takes another sip of his coke]

Guy: So, I hade BloodBrother exit LSW, but I myself, have not exited. No, I have decided to bring a character into LSW who I have had more success with than BloodBrother. Well, when I say “success”, I’m not talking titles or wins in any large tournaments. No, I’m talking success in the character department. He is a character who I have had fun with, who I have always came up with material for, and someone who can stay fresh enough for me to enjoy and make last. You might (not) remember him from such federations as 30 Minute Countdown and @FW, ladies and gentlemen, I bring to you the one, the only…

[The guy points towards the computer screen at what he was writing, the camera zooms into and the screen blurs and then the camera zooms out as the camera un-blurs we find ourselves in the halls of LSW. It’s in the middle of a house show as wrestles are walking around, some coming back from their matches as some are going to their matches. The camera turns to see two guys arguing near the security checkpoint for the backstage area. One is a guy wearing a black shirt with the worlds “SECURITY” on it and the other guy…]

Chris Cortez: What? I know I am on the list! My name is CHRIS CORTEZ! CHRIS CORTEZ! Check again!

[The Security guard looks down at the list and flips through a few pages]

Security: I’m sorry sir, but you’re not on the list, I’m going to have to ask you to leave or I’m going to call for some backup.

Chris Cortez: Look you idiot, I KNOW I am on that stupid list of yours! I am meeting my manager here for an important meeting and you better let me in or you will be sorry! I will see too it that you get fired and never work in this town again!

[The Security guard takes out a wakey talky and presses the button]

Security: Yeah, I got a guy here who refuses to leave, yeah, he claims he’s on the list but clearly he’s not. Yeah, send em over.

[Chris Cortez, angrily grabs the Security guard by the collar and pushes him into the wall]

Chris Cortez: Look, I am sick and tired of this crap! You either let me in, or I’ll…

??????: Or you’ll what?

Chris Cortez: Or I’ll-

[Chris Cortez turns around and looks up at two huge giants who tower over him, one has a shirt that says “Curse” and the other has a shirt on which says “Goliath”. Chris Cortez continues to look up at them and freezes as he lets go of his grip of the Security Guard.]

Chris Cortez: I’ll ah, eh-well, I’ll ah-um, that is to say Ill just leave you fine people alone, and Ill quietly leave and-

[Suddenly, Goliath and Curse pick up Chris Cortez, by his feet and his arms. They then carry him over to the exit, which the Security Guard opens. Goliath and Curse then start swinging Chris Cortez back and forth towards the open doorway into the night.]

Curse: 1…

Chris Cortez: Hey! WAIT! I SAID I WAS SORRY!

Goliath: 2…

Chris Cortez: STOP! STOP! STOP IT!!!!!

??????: HEY! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!

[Curse, Goliath, the Security Guard and Chris Cortez turn their heads to see where the voice was coming from. An overweight guy dressed all in black, wearing a nice suit with a hat comes over and looks at what’s going on]

Security Guard: Well sir, this guy was causing a disturbance and-

Syd: The name is not SIR, it is SYD! As for This, GUY? Excuse me, but do you know who this is?!

Security: Well, no, he said his name was-

Syd: THIS, you ignorant FOOL is the one, the only, CHRIS CORTEZ!

Security: Who?

Syd: The self proclaimed and only one in existence, the infamous ONE MAN BOYBAND! He is here to have a meeting with me, and THIS is how you treat a STAR?!

Chris Cortez: YEAH!

Security: Well, sir, he wasn’t on the list and-

Syd: List?! LIST?!

[Syd takes the list from the Security Guard and throws it behind him]

Syd: A STAR such as himself, doesn’t need to be on any list! He goes WHERE he wants, WHEN he wants! UNDERSTAND?

Security: Yeah, but-

Syd: Good, now let him down and into the backstage area, and Ill see to it, that you three actually get paid this week!

[Goliath and Curse look at each other and than at the Security Guard, he shrugs and Syd then nods his head. Goliath and Curse look behind back at each other and nod as they smile and drop Chris Cortez who falls flat on his back, hard]

Chris Cortez: OW! YOU IDIOTS DID THAT ON PURPOSE!

[Chris Cortez gets up and holds his head as Goliath and Curse try to hold back laughing]

Curse: No, sir, it truly was a mistake

Goliath: Yeah, sorry for all the trouble

Chris Cortez: You two idiots are just lucky I’m in a good mood today, cuz if I wasn’t, Id you know-I’d kick your asses! Yeah!

[Goliath and Curse smile and walk away, as Chris Cortez holds his head and looks at the Security Guard who looks like he’s about to burst out laughing]

Chris Cortez: What the hell are YOU looking at?!

Security Guard: Nothing, Nothing!

[The Security Guard walks away and his laughter can be heard in the distance]

Syd: C’mon, lets go put some ice on that head

[Syd shows Chris Cortez into one of the VIP Locker Rooms, as Chris Cortez sits down and Syd takes out and ice pack from a little fridge in the corner. He gives it to Chris as he puts it on his head and angrily looks around as Syd sits down]

Chris Cortez: What the hell am I doing here Syd? What in the HELL am I doing here with all these frigging morons walking around acting like a bunch of brain dead Goths?!

Syd: You said you were looking for a new federation to sing your latest single and promote your newest CD. Not to mention a new federation to join as you work your way up the ladder of success.

Chris Cortez: Look, Syd, I am really getting tired of this plan of yours. I have been in three of these stupid wrestling federations and I haven’t seen any improvement in my situation at the moment! I’m starting to think this plan really sucks and that I should get myself a new manager and actually try to make it in the music industry!

[Chris Cortez throws the ice pack at a wall and gets up to leave, but Syd jumps out of his seat and blocks the door]

Syd: Look, Chris, my plan is a good one. It’s just going to take some time, that’s all.

Chris Cortez: Time?! Time?! It’s been about a year or 2 and I haven’t seen any improvement over that time! Now, If you’ll excuse me…

Syd: Look, ok? Hulk Hogan and the Rock, they didn’t get into movies and music for a couple of years, but when they did, they made it and they made it big! It’s just going to take some time, ok? Believe me, it’ll take a lot shorter time and be a lot easier doing it MY way, then doing it THEIR way, over at the record company. You just have to trust me, and let me help and guide you along the way, and you just have to try and enjoy the ride, and in no time, you’ll be riding your way to the top!

[Chris Cortez just stands there and looks at Syd, who looks back at him, a good minute goes by before any of them speak up]

Chris Cortez: I dunno, I mean this federation and all. Not to mention-

Syd: Angel is here

[After hearing this, Chris eye’s light up and a big smile comes across his face]

Chris Cortez: Why didn’t you say that in the first place?! Where is she?! I wanna talk to her!

[Chris goes to get up but Syd calls to him]

Syd: Wait! We need to talk business first!

[Chris looks at Syd, sighs and closes the door as he sits back down]

Chris Cortez: Ok, hurry up and make it quick. Now, what’s this meeting all about?

Syd: At the next PPV, Summer Fury, you’ll be singing your next big hit from your upcoming album, ok?

Chris Cortez: Right, and?

Syd: Also, I’m in talks with the President of LSW to give you a contract afterwards, so that you’ll be able to get some more recognition and such. The LSW is becoming a big federation and is widely talked about; I knew a place like this would be perfect for you to get some publicity.

Chris Cortez: Perfect can’t even describe it, its wonderful to be back in a federation with Angel again…

[Chris Cortez stares into space as Syd snaps his fingers in front of his face, waking him from his trance]

Syd: Listen, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but, I think you need to watch this…

[Syd grabs a tape off the top of a TV as he inserts it into the VCR and it starts to play]

Chris Cortez: No matter how bad it is, It cant be that bad, nothing can be bad now that I’ll have Angel again…

[Chris Cortez stares back into space but snaps back as suddenly the video shows LSW wrestler Killjoy in the bar about to shoot himself when he stops and Angel enters the bar and tells him that she has come to help him and then presses his face against her chest. The camera looks back at Chris Cortez who grows more angerlly by the minute and then becomes livid]

Chris Cortez: What the hell is this?! That gothic freak! That, That, That-ARRRGGGG! NOBODY TOUCHES MY ANGEL! NOBODY! NOBODY! ESPECIALLY NOT SOME WASHED UP, PATHETIC, OLD FOSSILIZED WINDBAG LIKE THAT-THAT-THAT-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

[Chris Cortez kicks over the TV and then starts to throw a fit throwing things around the room until Syd calms him down a bit]

Syd: Calm down! CALM DOWN! You’ll get him soon, You’ll get him soon! Right now, just focus on Summer Fury, your performance and then you can worry about Killjoy and Angel!

[Chris Cortez stares off into space again acting like he didn’t even hear Syd]

Chris Cortez: SIGH…Angel…

[Syd just shakes his head as Chris Cortez continues to stare off into space with a dreamy look on his face as the scene fades out]