Post by Justin on Jun 12, 2020 9:49:19 GMT -5
The force of nature that is Team Danger at full strength bursts into the press room after the fiasco that opened the 6/11 edition of Northern Pro Wrestling. Eric Dane has with him the Canadian Commonwealth Championship title belt. His brothers in arms, Tyrone Walker and Stephen Greer, have no such gold around their waists...
Yet.
Dane:
You boys want to do press?
Walker:
Pssh, I don't work here.
Greer:
Hard pass.
Walker:
Tee-Dee out!
The dangerous duo push their way around the assembled press and make their way out of the way of the various cameras, phones, and microphones jostling for a sound byte or a piece of video they can make go viral. Dane chuckles as he makes his way over to the table at the head of the room. Gingerly he sets the belt down on the table to be displayed but The Only Star doesn't sit. Instead he crosses arms over his chest and smirks. The room goes silent.
Dane:
Oxford Osland is having what alcoholics call a moment of clarity.
Pause.
Dane:
That is to say, just because he ran his mouth for a year about kicking my ass doesn't mean that he's got the physical or mental prowess to get the job done. To top that off, what he found out just a few short moments ago is that my brothers can beat the shit out of your lackeys any day of the week and twice on Sunday! So now that I've embarrassed you a couple of times, taken your prized possession...
He pats the CCC belt.
Dane:
...and watched you tuck tail and run with the eyes of the entire XHF Network on ya, maybe you wanna take one last shot at the title? One last chance to take your balls back and show the world that Oxford Osland is more than just the asshole that drew Eric Dane out of retirement to whip his ass?
The Champ's smirk widens into a full-on Cheshire smile.
Dane:
Fine. Night of Champions. Lumberjack Match, your boys and mine, title on the line! It's put up or shut up time you loudmouthed fuck! It's time for you to step up and make a name for yourself, boy, that or learn your fuckin' place.
Eric pics the belt up and throws it over his shoulder. Questions are fired at him from the media in the room but he ignores them, finding the same way out as his Team Danger cohorts had only moments ago.
Cut.
