[Scene: It’s a hot night outside of the 5 star hotel as the camera looks around and then pans up towards one of the rooms on the top floors. As the camera zooms in on one of the room’s balconies, Chris Cortez appears as the camera shifts to the floor he is on. He looks out into the night as behind him the last few moments of the Beast’s appearance on Conan O’ Brian comes to a close. Chris Cortez drinks the last of his water, as he heads back into the room and sits down on one of the couches as Syd looks over at him]

Syd: Something wrong?

Chris Cortez: Yeah, something IS wrong! Why is it that the likes of Killjoy and the Beast are going on these stupid talk shows?! Don’t they know that I, Chris Cortez the “One Man Boyband”, have a lot more talent than any of them mixed together?! I mean, if there is anyone who deserves to go on those shows more than anyone, it’s the one with the 100% PURE TRUE TALENT! Which of course is me!

[Chris Cortez walks over and opens his minibar taking out another bottle of water.]

Chris Cortez: I mean, what is it? Do they really think that I’m not good enough? Do they really think that I am not worthy enough?

[Chris Cortez just shakes his head in disbelief as he takes a swig of his water]

Chris Cortez: They all look down at me now, they laugh at me and they say I’m nothing, but It will be me who gets the last laugh. Yeah. Beast’s little buddy, Ol’ Voodoo Daddy better get ready, because after I beat El Burrito on TRTN, It’s on to the Dark Carnival and then onto my shot at his title. Once there, I’m going to take that title away from him and finally I’ll start getting some respect around here. Respect that I have deserved since day 1 around here!

[Chris Cortez sits down and takes another swig of his water]

Chris Cortez: But, hey, whatever. If I have to do all this to get some respect, it’s really no problem. Just a flash in the pan for someone with such TRUE TALENT like me! Much like El Burrito, he is merely a stepping-stone to the big game, and-say, where has he been lately? Do you know Syd?

Syd: Nope. Can’t say that I do.

Chris Cortez: Jeesh, you would a thought we’d see him in his makeup wearing his long robe spiting red juice out of his mouth by now. Standing in the middle of his flaming pentagram saying something along the lines of “Boooo! Chris Cortez! I’m going to take you to hell, baaaahhh! Spooookky!”

[Chris Cortez just laughs]

Chris Cortez: Ahhhhh, what a bunch of baloney. You know, I’ve said the following so many times I’m starting to sound like a broken record. But, I guess I’ll say it again as the more you hear something repeated, the more you remember it. El Burrito and Grindstone are perfect examples of people who rely more on trying to scare and intimidate people than actually working out and training hard for their matches. I work out and train hard, I don’t need no stupid spooky gimmick to get me by and that’s why I am TRUE TALENT and that is why I’m going to beat El Burrito and head on to the Dark Carnival and so on and so forth. Get what I’m saying, Syd?

[Chris Cortez looks over and sees Syd asleep and sighs]

Chris Cortez: Oh, Great.

Disclaimer: The following was a role play and therefore a work of pure fiction. Any of the comments made were not intended for any real harm, which we're only there for entertainment value and that of the character's perceptive. Please don't take any of this stuff to heart as it is of course a work of fiction being just a role play and all.