Post by vastrix on Jul 28, 2020 21:49:01 GMT -5
At a hotel at Prince Edward Island, Canada.
"The Iron Bear" Joe Ghaven and Ethan Mills walk into the place. Ethan looking around with a sleazy smile to make sure that people notice that Joe is walking into the room.
Of course how could they not notice the mountain of a man that Joe Ghaven is. He's a giant, but a giant of all muscle. He walks into the room like a bodybuilder Santa Claus with his great sack over his shoulder and the SEE Florida State Championship belt around his waist.
Ethan Mills chuckles, flicking the main plate on the championship belt.
Mills: Sure looks like they know a winner here when they see one!
Joe frowns when he looks down at Ethan, who basks in the extra attention.
Ghaven: Shrouded Enigma Entertainment is going to want this belt back. We could get into big trouble.
Ethan waves Joe off with a laugh.
Mills: Who gives a fuck what they think? We won that championship belt fair and square! Ain't no way that they can take that back away from us. We are the champions, my friend! I've got a lawyer that will shut them down so fast that you would think that you saw a Mexican crossing the border!
Joe Ghaven blinks at Ethan, grumbling deep in his throat.
Mills: Fine. You won the title fair and square.
Ghaven: And the part about the Mexican?
Mills: I'm sure that there's Mexicans that can run fast. Don't be racist!
Ghaven: I think that you're being-nevermind. Let's just get checked in. I would like to relax.
Mills: Yeah, yeah. Let's do it! It won't be long before you'll be wearing a different championship belt and you'll be able to donate that thing to Goodwill!
Joe just shrugs.
Ghaven: Have to earn that right. First up is Henri Bryndisarson. I'll crush him in the ring.
Ethan had started walking toward the front desk, but he stops and spins around in a dramatic fashion.
Mills: What is this? What are we doing right now. Is this a promo? Are you trying to do a wrestling promo right now? I can't believe you. Did we schedule this for now? No.
Ghaven: I do what I want. Just like I'm going to rest a little and then work out. This place does have a room to do that. Right?
Ethan just shrugs with a smile.
Mills: Once we get to the front desk, I'm sure that we can find out.
Ghaven: Let's do that then.
Mills: I was until you started promoing. Can we get checked in now or would you rather talk about how you're going to kick Henri's ass again?
Joe sighs, motioning toward the front desk.
Ghaven: Let's get checked in.
"The Iron Bear" Joe Ghaven and Ethan Mills walk into the place. Ethan looking around with a sleazy smile to make sure that people notice that Joe is walking into the room.
Of course how could they not notice the mountain of a man that Joe Ghaven is. He's a giant, but a giant of all muscle. He walks into the room like a bodybuilder Santa Claus with his great sack over his shoulder and the SEE Florida State Championship belt around his waist.
Ethan Mills chuckles, flicking the main plate on the championship belt.
Mills: Sure looks like they know a winner here when they see one!
Joe frowns when he looks down at Ethan, who basks in the extra attention.
Ghaven: Shrouded Enigma Entertainment is going to want this belt back. We could get into big trouble.
Ethan waves Joe off with a laugh.
Mills: Who gives a fuck what they think? We won that championship belt fair and square! Ain't no way that they can take that back away from us. We are the champions, my friend! I've got a lawyer that will shut them down so fast that you would think that you saw a Mexican crossing the border!
Joe Ghaven blinks at Ethan, grumbling deep in his throat.
Mills: Fine. You won the title fair and square.
Ghaven: And the part about the Mexican?
Mills: I'm sure that there's Mexicans that can run fast. Don't be racist!
Ghaven: I think that you're being-nevermind. Let's just get checked in. I would like to relax.
Mills: Yeah, yeah. Let's do it! It won't be long before you'll be wearing a different championship belt and you'll be able to donate that thing to Goodwill!
Joe just shrugs.
Ghaven: Have to earn that right. First up is Henri Bryndisarson. I'll crush him in the ring.
Ethan had started walking toward the front desk, but he stops and spins around in a dramatic fashion.
Mills: What is this? What are we doing right now. Is this a promo? Are you trying to do a wrestling promo right now? I can't believe you. Did we schedule this for now? No.
Ghaven: I do what I want. Just like I'm going to rest a little and then work out. This place does have a room to do that. Right?
Ethan just shrugs with a smile.
Mills: Once we get to the front desk, I'm sure that we can find out.
Ghaven: Let's do that then.
Mills: I was until you started promoing. Can we get checked in now or would you rather talk about how you're going to kick Henri's ass again?
Joe sighs, motioning toward the front desk.
Ghaven: Let's get checked in.
