[Scene opens up backstage at what must be a simple house show at Blind Willie’s Bar as there are no television cameras and there are just some unknown wrestlers fighting in the ring. In the back LSW employees run back and forth as wrestlers talk with each other about their upcoming matches. People are coming and going to and from the ring, as are others coming down and coming up hallways, one man in particular is the ever-egotistical “One Man Boyband” Chris Cortez. He’s seen not just walking down the hallway, not just strutting, but literally dancing down the hallway; which annoys some people try to get by as he seems to not notice anybody else. He stops at a billboard backstage where people have tacked up stuff like pictures, phone numbers and other assorted information. Amongst all the papers and flyers is the LSW Match-up Billboard, which tells the wrestlers, and staff what’s going on tonight. Chris Cortez looks on it, looking for his name, but soon a flash of anger erupts in his face. He looks around and suddenly an LSW Employee walks by him, only to get grabbed aside]

Chris Cortez: Excuse me, but what is THIS?!

[Chris Cortez points at the billboard]

LSW Employee: That would be the LSW Match-up Billboard sir

Chris Cortez: I know THAT you idiot, but what is THIS?

[Chris Cortez points back at the billboard]

LSW Employee: I don’t know sir, I-

Chris Cortez: You don’t KNOW? YOU DON’T KNOW? Look at it! Don’t you see something wrong with this billboard?!

[The LSW Employee looks at Chris, then at the billboard, then back at him]

LSW Employee: No sir, I don’t see anything wrong with it

[Chris Cortez gets mad and grabs the LSW Employee, shoving him into the billboard and pressing his head against it in a fit of rage]

Chris Cortez: Look a little closer…see? It says “The One Boy Band” Chris Cortez! WHAT IN THE HELL IS THAT?! I am NOT “The One Boy Band” Chris Cortez, OK?! I am the “One Man Boyband” Chris Cortez! OK?!

[Chris Cortez presses the Employees head harder against the billboard as the look of anger in Chris Cortez grows]

LSW Employee: Yes, sir! YES! Just please, PLEASE LET ME GO!

[Chris Cortez holds him there for a minute, and then lets him go]

Chris Cortez: Now I want you to fix that RIGHT AWAY! I can’t believe I’m surrounded by such idiots! What kind of federation is this?! Bunch of no good gothic freaks, I cant understand why my wonderful and beautiful Angel would even want to be seen in such a disgusting putrid cesspool! None of them care for you, none of them care about you like I do! I have heard the words they speak, especially that ugly no good juvenal delinquent-ah, what’s his name? The Deranged 1? You ask a lot of questions buddy, but let me ask YOU one…

[Chris Cortez goes from fine and quiet to loud, mad and yelling]

Chris Cortez: HOW CAN YOU TALK TO ANGEL LIKE THAT?! HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT ANGEL LIKE THAT! HOW DARE YOU! She is a kind and beautiful women, and she does not deserve to have a pathetic low life soul like you saying such stuff about her! I ought a find out what dark alley your living in at the moment, in your cardboard box, and challenge you for your LSW ExTrEmE Title, and take it from you! BUT, I got other worries what with my performance at Summer Fury and all, but I do see on the schedule of matches for Summer Fury, that you’re defending that title all night long. Hm.

[Chris Cortez laughs a bit to himself]

Chris Cortez: Well, seeing how your defending the title all night long, heh, after my performance, IF you’ve still got the title, be on the look out as no one talks to MY Angel like that, NO ONE! I’ll see to it that you get shut up FOREVER, so you’ll never be able to speak badly about such a goddess again! Speaking of people who have been messing with MY Angel, I don’t know what your games are Killjoy, but I don’t like it one bit! You better not be messing with MY Angel’s mind, brainwashing her into following your ways and joining your little group! She is MY girl, not yours! Don’t go getting any ideas because you’re on thin ice with me as it is! Angel is MY girl, she is MY goddess, she is MY babe and if any of you freaky bastards around here mess with her, you’ll have to answer to me! Angel, me and you, we we’re so great together in 30 Minute Countdown and while I don’t agree with what you are doing trying to help Killjoy and all, but please be safe about it and if you are ever in trouble, if that Killjoy bastard or any of those freaks harm you, you can count on me to free you from this damned hell pit my love! I will be your knight in shining armor and we will live happily ever after together forever and ever!

[Chris Cortez extends his arms and stares off into space again, as all the LSW Employees and wrestlers who are passing by stop and look at him with a confused glance. Chris Cortez snaps back into reality as he looks at all of them looking at him]

Chris Cortez: What the hell are all you freaks looking at?! Why don’t you all go crawl back into whatever sewer hole you all came from! I have to go practice for my performance at Summer Fury!

[Chris Cortez angerly walks away as everyone just watches his storm down the hall, then look at eachother, shrug, and laugh]