Post by Mike Mahoney on Aug 16, 2012 1:47:25 GMT -6
[It’s cold and lonely in the mind of Mike Mahoney. A once proud figure, now a shell of his former self. Lost the USPW World Heavyweight Championship and he just hasn’t been the same. He’s sulking around the hallway of a USPW house show, as the fans cheer on the competitors in the ring.]
Mike Mahoney: *Deep sigh* Those idiot fans should be cheering me….
[He leans against the wall, deep in thought.]
[He doesn’t look quite the same, he’s growing a beard out, or he simply hasn’t shaven. He has bags under his eyes, he doesn’t have Toni Frost at his side, and he came out and cost Izzy Inzane his USPW Television Championship while trying to “make plans” for a USPW Six Man Tag Team Championship. A man in a suit approaches him and clears his throat.]
GM Ray: *Ahem* Hello, Mr. Mahoney. You got your wish: A World Heavyweight Championship rematch with The Predator this Friday at Freedom. But it’s not too late man, you could really use a warm-up match here at the untelevised house show! I mean…
[Mahoney glares at GM Ray.]
GM Ray: You look like shit, man. You can’t beat The Predator like this.
[Mike Mahoney stares intently at Ray, but shakes his head in disgust as he storms off in the opposite direction.]
Mike Mahoney: I should be… And will be… The USPW World Heavyweight Champion again! I promise you that!
[Mike Mahoney continues stomping away, but his cell phone rings.]
Siri 2.0: Call from: “TONI FROST”!!
[Mike looks down and presses the ignore button, as he walks off and out of camera frame and the scene fades to black.]
Mike Mahoney: *Deep sigh* Those idiot fans should be cheering me….
[He leans against the wall, deep in thought.]
[He doesn’t look quite the same, he’s growing a beard out, or he simply hasn’t shaven. He has bags under his eyes, he doesn’t have Toni Frost at his side, and he came out and cost Izzy Inzane his USPW Television Championship while trying to “make plans” for a USPW Six Man Tag Team Championship. A man in a suit approaches him and clears his throat.]
GM Ray: *Ahem* Hello, Mr. Mahoney. You got your wish: A World Heavyweight Championship rematch with The Predator this Friday at Freedom. But it’s not too late man, you could really use a warm-up match here at the untelevised house show! I mean…
[Mahoney glares at GM Ray.]
GM Ray: You look like shit, man. You can’t beat The Predator like this.
[Mike Mahoney stares intently at Ray, but shakes his head in disgust as he storms off in the opposite direction.]
Mike Mahoney: I should be… And will be… The USPW World Heavyweight Champion again! I promise you that!
[Mike Mahoney continues stomping away, but his cell phone rings.]
Siri 2.0: Call from: “TONI FROST”!!
[Mike looks down and presses the ignore button, as he walks off and out of camera frame and the scene fades to black.]
