Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Mar 3, 2021 18:50:06 GMT -5
*We slowly fade in to a modest apartment living room. Well, at least one would think it’s a living room, it has so much exercise equipment it might be a gym. But the television and the couch argue for living room. Either way, a towel flies onto the couch, almost unperceivable since the scene itself is dimly lit by a couple of lamps.*
LD: Siri, take dictation
*The NPW NA Cruiserweight Champion walks into the scene, not dressed in his usual garb, just a tank top and those sort of tear-away gym pants.*
Alexa: I am Alexa, not Siri.
*He seems uninterested in this line of conversation.*
LD: Sure sure, whatever. Just take dictation:
*After a moment of thinking, Dominicus begins*
LD: To Jesse Jamester- HA! I do know your name! I bet you thought I didn’t!- And Scott Steel. I wanted to congratulate you on your big win a few days ago- RE colon the Tag Team Championships. The Dark Stars are no strangers to these sorts of matches but you two put in a championship effort and were rewarded at the end of the night for it.
*While speaking, Dominicus has moved to the center of the room and appears to be doing some calisthenics with very specific foot movements, as that is where he is largely focused.*
LD: I was especially pleased to see that, unlike your side gig employer, you actually won the Championships by yourself. And through a hard fought match no less! You should be proud, this was a real strong victory for the Syndicate and your win last night has certainly helped things…
*Dominicus pauses for a moment.*
LD: ...I don’t want to dampen the mood, but now that you are indeed the NPW Imperial Crown Tag Team Champions there will be a lot of pressure on you. Yes the Dark Stars took such things in stride but they’re a very experienced team. Steel though, I’m pretty sure this is your first time so much in the spotlight. I wanted to make sure that you’re up to the pressures that come along with being champ.
*He DominiThink/carefully moves his feet*
LD: I don’t want to stress you out, Mr. Steel- people will call you that now- Mr. Steel, but being champion is a lot of pressure. People will be wanting you to give complex interviews- maybe they’ll ask you math questions, I don’t know. People ask so many questions. They will want to know how you got so big and will snoop into your private details. I hope you don’t like sleeping a lot because that phone loves to ring.
*Dominicus shakes his head.*
LD: But I’m sure you’ll do fine. I mean, Little Eric will be happy to see his- uh- dad- perform at this higher level. I think he assumed Big Eric wasn’t allowing you to do so what with his thoughts on your skill. But me? I always believed in you two! I’ve just been waiting for the two of you to step out of the shadow of that other guy you hang out with, no not the one who doesn’t show up much in NPW, the other one.
*He stops.*
LD: Hmm, delete that last sentence; it’s still hard to figure out who I’m talking about.
*His voice continues even though Dominicus is constantly moving, sometimes off-camera*
LD: In some ways I don’t know how such a dominant tag team lets themselves be held down by a guy who openly refers to himself as the only star- it’s strange to kowtow to somebody who literally every time he opens his mouth belittles you just by naming his tag line. But that’s on you not me. I’m sure Little Eric isn’t disappointed in you at all.
*HOLY WHAT THE! Dominicus suddenly clears the couch with a parkour jump! He doesn’t land happily though.*
LD: Ow….
*Dominicus stands up and dusts himself off.*
LD: Anyway- I probably shouldn’t take up too much of your time. Your “master” or whatever probably has you busy with taking care of him while he doesn’t take care of your careers- but that’s ok! You clearly can do fine on your own, as you proved a couple nights ago. Again, don’t worry about the added pressure to perform at a top level and the expectations put on you. I’m sure you’ll knock it out of the park- especially you Mr. Steel so you don’t make Little Eric a sad puppy. You’ve got strong shoulders, you can carry it all!
*He makes the jump again, rolling through on the landing a little better but still not looking real happy upon impact*
LD: Yow- I wish you the best in your Tag Team Championship reign guys! Your friend, Lord Dominicus.
*Our hero/villain(?) stands up*
LD: Did you get that Si- Alexa?
Alexa: I am Alexa, would you like me to play you some music or order something from Amazon for you?
LD: …..You didn’t get all that?
Alexa: I’m sorry, I think I missed your original request, could you please repeat it?
*He sighs*
LD: Whatever
*His finger points to the camera that’s been watching this.*
LD: You guys got that, so we can just send this. Alexa, end message.
Cameraman: I’m a camera man
LD: Whatever!
*The camera fades.*
LD: Siri, take dictation
*The NPW NA Cruiserweight Champion walks into the scene, not dressed in his usual garb, just a tank top and those sort of tear-away gym pants.*
Alexa: I am Alexa, not Siri.
*He seems uninterested in this line of conversation.*
LD: Sure sure, whatever. Just take dictation:
*After a moment of thinking, Dominicus begins*
LD: To Jesse Jamester- HA! I do know your name! I bet you thought I didn’t!- And Scott Steel. I wanted to congratulate you on your big win a few days ago- RE colon the Tag Team Championships. The Dark Stars are no strangers to these sorts of matches but you two put in a championship effort and were rewarded at the end of the night for it.
*While speaking, Dominicus has moved to the center of the room and appears to be doing some calisthenics with very specific foot movements, as that is where he is largely focused.*
LD: I was especially pleased to see that, unlike your side gig employer, you actually won the Championships by yourself. And through a hard fought match no less! You should be proud, this was a real strong victory for the Syndicate and your win last night has certainly helped things…
*Dominicus pauses for a moment.*
LD: ...I don’t want to dampen the mood, but now that you are indeed the NPW Imperial Crown Tag Team Champions there will be a lot of pressure on you. Yes the Dark Stars took such things in stride but they’re a very experienced team. Steel though, I’m pretty sure this is your first time so much in the spotlight. I wanted to make sure that you’re up to the pressures that come along with being champ.
*He DominiThink/carefully moves his feet*
LD: I don’t want to stress you out, Mr. Steel- people will call you that now- Mr. Steel, but being champion is a lot of pressure. People will be wanting you to give complex interviews- maybe they’ll ask you math questions, I don’t know. People ask so many questions. They will want to know how you got so big and will snoop into your private details. I hope you don’t like sleeping a lot because that phone loves to ring.
*Dominicus shakes his head.*
LD: But I’m sure you’ll do fine. I mean, Little Eric will be happy to see his- uh- dad- perform at this higher level. I think he assumed Big Eric wasn’t allowing you to do so what with his thoughts on your skill. But me? I always believed in you two! I’ve just been waiting for the two of you to step out of the shadow of that other guy you hang out with, no not the one who doesn’t show up much in NPW, the other one.
*He stops.*
LD: Hmm, delete that last sentence; it’s still hard to figure out who I’m talking about.
*His voice continues even though Dominicus is constantly moving, sometimes off-camera*
LD: In some ways I don’t know how such a dominant tag team lets themselves be held down by a guy who openly refers to himself as the only star- it’s strange to kowtow to somebody who literally every time he opens his mouth belittles you just by naming his tag line. But that’s on you not me. I’m sure Little Eric isn’t disappointed in you at all.
*HOLY WHAT THE! Dominicus suddenly clears the couch with a parkour jump! He doesn’t land happily though.*
LD: Ow….
*Dominicus stands up and dusts himself off.*
LD: Anyway- I probably shouldn’t take up too much of your time. Your “master” or whatever probably has you busy with taking care of him while he doesn’t take care of your careers- but that’s ok! You clearly can do fine on your own, as you proved a couple nights ago. Again, don’t worry about the added pressure to perform at a top level and the expectations put on you. I’m sure you’ll knock it out of the park- especially you Mr. Steel so you don’t make Little Eric a sad puppy. You’ve got strong shoulders, you can carry it all!
*He makes the jump again, rolling through on the landing a little better but still not looking real happy upon impact*
LD: Yow- I wish you the best in your Tag Team Championship reign guys! Your friend, Lord Dominicus.
*Our hero/villain(?) stands up*
LD: Did you get that Si- Alexa?
Alexa: I am Alexa, would you like me to play you some music or order something from Amazon for you?
LD: …..You didn’t get all that?
Alexa: I’m sorry, I think I missed your original request, could you please repeat it?
*He sighs*
LD: Whatever
*His finger points to the camera that’s been watching this.*
LD: You guys got that, so we can just send this. Alexa, end message.
Cameraman: I’m a camera man
LD: Whatever!
*The camera fades.*
