Post by Daddy Sokolov on Jan 21, 2018 7:57:17 GMT -5
We see a man sparring at a gym, his muscles flexing with every punch to the leather pad. It's quite the contrast of location for the man, once a model, now a wrestler. His mustache stays firm above his lip, his jawline staying strong and sharp. He doesn't pause for a break, instead he carries on with the sparring, this time in slow-motion. It looks like something straight out of an action movie, which is befitting, seeing as though he's the TIW All-Action Champion. His mentor, Derrick Donovan, watches on from the side, nodding his head and clapping his client's performance. Daddy looks at him in shock, for this is the first time he has seen him in a long-while.
Donovan? Where ya been dude?
Daddy stops punching the bag and looks at his manager, the man who offered him a chance when no-one else would. Felix, his agent for modeling, flashes into Daddy's mind as his mustache curls and twitches at the thought of such a stubborn and evil man. The Head of European Operations, Derrick Donovan, walks over to his client, arms stretched out wide and ready to embrace him with the manliest of hugs.
I've been waiting. As I'm sure you have. See, I have some great news for you.
Daddy smirks and releases from the manly hold, Donovan is wearing his ever so significant pink suit and tie combination. Daddy is wearing no top, he's drizzled in oil and wears box-shorts that fall down to his knees. On a chair to the right of him sits the TIW All Action Championship, gleaming in the lights of the gym.
News? TIW's finally back in town?!
Donovan nods and shakes his head at the same time. Daddy seems a little confused by his mentor's gesture, and makes a quizzical glance at Donovan.
Kinda, see, the XHF Network's hosting one of it's big PPVs later this month. I tried getting a scoop and finding out if you were to be booked on the card, but it came to no fruition. However, the card's just been released and I can confirm, TIW's back in town. You're in a tag team match. It's time for Daddy Schneider to return.
Daddy's face lights up with brightest of all smiles. He nods his head with glee and walks over to his title, picking it up and holding it in his hands. Donovan is pleased that his client is happy with the news and smiles aswell.
Woooo! Who will I be facing then, Dono?
Donovan puts his hand into his pink blazer pocket and pulls out some sort of poster for the event. On the front it shows all ten X*Crown title contenders, with Canyon at the top. He turns it around to the back, which has the card for the event imprinted on it. He hands it to Schneider and his client scans it from top-to-toe.
We're kicking off the show? In a tag-team tables match? SWEET!
Schneider reads his opponents and tag team partner, he tries his best to remember them but can't. It's been such a long while, the only name he recognizes is Cousin Brody, seeing as he beat him for the All Action title. Then it kicks in, he realizes who his partner is, it's HPB, the Human Punching Bag. Schneider looks a little skeptical, he's going to have to carry this thing into victory.
It's not much, I know. But hey, at least you're on the card! There's plenty of others that have been given the chance to showcase their ability on the PPV. Consider yourself lucky. Though I don't doubt you do, after all you are quite the humble man.
Daddy reads it once more and finally smirks again, realizing that it's true what Donovan has said, at least his name's on the card. In-fact, his name is on the poster! A poster probably being sold to hundreds of thousands of fans all across the world. He smiles with the up-most joy and hands it back to Derrick Donovan.
No, no. Keep it, it's all yours.
Daddy smiles once more and embraces his mentor in another one of his manly of manliest hugs. Donovan tries his best to get out but Schneider is holding his grip too tight, the oil from his chiseled body oozing onto Donovan's gleaming pink suit. He finally lets go and with the poster in one hand, and the TIW All Action championship in the other, Daddy lifts them in the air and shouts...
Daddy's coming home, bay-bay!
Donovan? Where ya been dude?
Daddy stops punching the bag and looks at his manager, the man who offered him a chance when no-one else would. Felix, his agent for modeling, flashes into Daddy's mind as his mustache curls and twitches at the thought of such a stubborn and evil man. The Head of European Operations, Derrick Donovan, walks over to his client, arms stretched out wide and ready to embrace him with the manliest of hugs.
I've been waiting. As I'm sure you have. See, I have some great news for you.
Daddy smirks and releases from the manly hold, Donovan is wearing his ever so significant pink suit and tie combination. Daddy is wearing no top, he's drizzled in oil and wears box-shorts that fall down to his knees. On a chair to the right of him sits the TIW All Action Championship, gleaming in the lights of the gym.
News? TIW's finally back in town?!
Donovan nods and shakes his head at the same time. Daddy seems a little confused by his mentor's gesture, and makes a quizzical glance at Donovan.
Kinda, see, the XHF Network's hosting one of it's big PPVs later this month. I tried getting a scoop and finding out if you were to be booked on the card, but it came to no fruition. However, the card's just been released and I can confirm, TIW's back in town. You're in a tag team match. It's time for Daddy Schneider to return.
Daddy's face lights up with brightest of all smiles. He nods his head with glee and walks over to his title, picking it up and holding it in his hands. Donovan is pleased that his client is happy with the news and smiles aswell.
Woooo! Who will I be facing then, Dono?
Donovan puts his hand into his pink blazer pocket and pulls out some sort of poster for the event. On the front it shows all ten X*Crown title contenders, with Canyon at the top. He turns it around to the back, which has the card for the event imprinted on it. He hands it to Schneider and his client scans it from top-to-toe.
We're kicking off the show? In a tag-team tables match? SWEET!
Schneider reads his opponents and tag team partner, he tries his best to remember them but can't. It's been such a long while, the only name he recognizes is Cousin Brody, seeing as he beat him for the All Action title. Then it kicks in, he realizes who his partner is, it's HPB, the Human Punching Bag. Schneider looks a little skeptical, he's going to have to carry this thing into victory.
It's not much, I know. But hey, at least you're on the card! There's plenty of others that have been given the chance to showcase their ability on the PPV. Consider yourself lucky. Though I don't doubt you do, after all you are quite the humble man.
Daddy reads it once more and finally smirks again, realizing that it's true what Donovan has said, at least his name's on the card. In-fact, his name is on the poster! A poster probably being sold to hundreds of thousands of fans all across the world. He smiles with the up-most joy and hands it back to Derrick Donovan.
No, no. Keep it, it's all yours.
Daddy smiles once more and embraces his mentor in another one of his manly of manliest hugs. Donovan tries his best to get out but Schneider is holding his grip too tight, the oil from his chiseled body oozing onto Donovan's gleaming pink suit. He finally lets go and with the poster in one hand, and the TIW All Action championship in the other, Daddy lifts them in the air and shouts...
Daddy's coming home, bay-bay!
