Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Apr 6, 2021 21:59:21 GMT -5
“Ok, 3…2…1- action!”
*The camera opens up on Nelly Angel sitting in a director’s chair in front of a wrestling ring. Clearly he is in the training center for FWA. Nelly is sporting a t-shirt with a surprisingly large amount of bright green writing on it, but that is largely obstructed by a sports coat with “Coach” on the lapel. The camera shakes a little.*
“Uh, Coach- question. Why are we doing this”
Nelly: ….I- we- I just did the count down, you already turned the camera right?
“Yes?”
Nelly: So we just started filming and you immediately interrupted with a question?
“Is that bad?”
*The contender to the Television Championship sighs.*
Nelly: Well it’s probably not good.
“You said we could ask questions any time.”
Nelly: Yeah but-
*He rubs his face.*
“Should…should we start over?”
Nelly: No, it’s fine.
*The younger Angel brother waves it off as he leans hard on one side of the chair.*
Nelly: We’ll make this a teachable moment. Guys, how do you think somebody would look if his promo got interrupted right away?
“He’d look pretty [CENSORED] stupid”
Nelly: …Not the words I’d use-
*He glares off to the side*
Nelly: …But yeah, it’s not so good. So usually you’d wanna restart again if that happened. That’s why it’s important to remember your lines or know the direction you want to go well enough that you can do it a couple times if need be.
“Should we be taking notes?”
Nelly: Of course you should be taking notes. Why are you even asking if you should be taking notes? You should always be taking notes.
*He takes a deep breath to get re-focused.*
Nelly: Now, to answer your question. There’s a lot more to professional wrestling than just the in-ring work. There’s-
“Your attitude!”
*Nelly points off in a different direction.*
Nelly: Exactly! What else?
“Coming in on time?”
*He follows the voice with his finger.*
Nelly: That’s actually more important that SOME PEOPLE would guess
*Coach Angel clears his throat and clearly eyes another one of his trainees off-camera*
Nelly: Anyway, one of the aspects that we haven’t really covered much is television. This is an aspect that has become increasingly important, more so since the onset of the pandemic. To that end you all need to learn how to handle yourselves in front of the camera and have some experience with the equipment itself. Luckily for you, as the XHF Network’s head of production I’ve had more than my fair share of experience both in front of and behind the camera. So consider this some practice on the latter for you and an example on the former. Satisfactory?
“Yes coach, thank you.”
Nelly: Alright then, 3-2-1-go again!
*He shakes himself into promo mode and looks directly at the camera.*
Nelly: Liam Bradley! It would appear that I am your opponent at Ringside Wars on the 19th. Now, about this time or so, “nice guy” Nelly would tell you how much he respects you.
*The coach even did the finger quotes for “nice guy”*
Nelly: But I don’t. I could respect your accolades I suppose- but I don’t. You’ve made a career out of weaseling into matches you don’t belong in and trying to pick off the weakest of the herds. So what do your accolades mean then?
*He shrugs*
Nelly: And just straight up I don’t respect you. You revel in being a jerk. I work hard to instill into my trainees that one should carry him or herself with honor, respect, and dignity. You’ve decided to throw honor out the window and wear your villainous…ness on your sleeve.
“Is that even a word?”
Nelly: OH MY GOSH I’M DOING A PROMO RIGHT NOW GUYS
“Sorry, Coach.”
*Back to promo-mode*
Nelly: Now don’t get me wrong, Liam, that doesn’t mean I’m overlooking you. Oh absolutely not. I didn’t expect a gang of ninjas to attack during my last match but you-
“In fairness, coach, we attacked first- to make sure they didn’t mess up the match”
*He grabs the bridge of his nose.*
Nelly: …in the middle of a- No it’s fine guys. I mean, you’re still on clean-up duty for the next couple weeks and I’m gonna work you hard. But you meant well and I recognize that.
*Another deep breath.*
Nelly: Where was I again? Oh yeah, YOU, Liam Bradley, I am expecting you to pull out some tricks to ensure you retain the FWA Television Championship.
“Why do you keep saying his name?”
*Nelly sinks deeper into his director’s chair and covers his face with his hand.*
Nelly: …because repeating somebody’s name establishes a connection and also reminds the viewers at home who you’re talking about.
“Are they stupid?”
Nelly: No, but they may have gotten up for something in the fridge or gone to the bathroom or something.
*All these interruptions seem to have deflated Nelly’s aura a bit.*
Nelly: Anyway, Liam Bradley. Don’t think I’m overlooking you. No, I’m going to come and bring everything at you because I have something to prove. I’m still proving to the folks at FWA that I can teach and compete and this time I’m personally invested in showing that doing the right thing, playing fair, and doing your best is the way to go. So, presuming there’s no ninjas-
*The class chuckles*
Nelly: -you should be in for one of the cleanest fights you’ve had. And I’ll make it a fight, I’ll make you actually work to defend that Television Championship- and give you a proper lesson in in-ring work. And, I’m guessing, bring that championship back to the training facility to let the kids here ogle.
“Mr. Angel, as one of the hot up-and-coming talents in this event, are you worried about being outclassed by some of the other people on the card?”
Nelly: ….What? Why are you asking me a question?
“I uh…I was watching your tapes. You told us to watch tapes.”
Nelly: I didn’t mean tapes of me interviewing. But no, it’s good. I’m glad you’re at least doing your homework. Anyway, that was supposed to be the ending of the promo.
“So you’re not going to answer the question?”
Nelly: The question didn’t even make sense! Just turn the camera off! We’ll practice more later. Everyone is running laps until I forget about all the interruptions!
*There are a few groans as the camera fades out.*
*The camera opens up on Nelly Angel sitting in a director’s chair in front of a wrestling ring. Clearly he is in the training center for FWA. Nelly is sporting a t-shirt with a surprisingly large amount of bright green writing on it, but that is largely obstructed by a sports coat with “Coach” on the lapel. The camera shakes a little.*
“Uh, Coach- question. Why are we doing this”
Nelly: ….I- we- I just did the count down, you already turned the camera right?
“Yes?”
Nelly: So we just started filming and you immediately interrupted with a question?
“Is that bad?”
*The contender to the Television Championship sighs.*
Nelly: Well it’s probably not good.
“You said we could ask questions any time.”
Nelly: Yeah but-
*He rubs his face.*
“Should…should we start over?”
Nelly: No, it’s fine.
*The younger Angel brother waves it off as he leans hard on one side of the chair.*
Nelly: We’ll make this a teachable moment. Guys, how do you think somebody would look if his promo got interrupted right away?
“He’d look pretty [CENSORED] stupid”
Nelly: …Not the words I’d use-
*He glares off to the side*
Nelly: …But yeah, it’s not so good. So usually you’d wanna restart again if that happened. That’s why it’s important to remember your lines or know the direction you want to go well enough that you can do it a couple times if need be.
“Should we be taking notes?”
Nelly: Of course you should be taking notes. Why are you even asking if you should be taking notes? You should always be taking notes.
*He takes a deep breath to get re-focused.*
Nelly: Now, to answer your question. There’s a lot more to professional wrestling than just the in-ring work. There’s-
“Your attitude!”
*Nelly points off in a different direction.*
Nelly: Exactly! What else?
“Coming in on time?”
*He follows the voice with his finger.*
Nelly: That’s actually more important that SOME PEOPLE would guess
*Coach Angel clears his throat and clearly eyes another one of his trainees off-camera*
Nelly: Anyway, one of the aspects that we haven’t really covered much is television. This is an aspect that has become increasingly important, more so since the onset of the pandemic. To that end you all need to learn how to handle yourselves in front of the camera and have some experience with the equipment itself. Luckily for you, as the XHF Network’s head of production I’ve had more than my fair share of experience both in front of and behind the camera. So consider this some practice on the latter for you and an example on the former. Satisfactory?
“Yes coach, thank you.”
Nelly: Alright then, 3-2-1-go again!
*He shakes himself into promo mode and looks directly at the camera.*
Nelly: Liam Bradley! It would appear that I am your opponent at Ringside Wars on the 19th. Now, about this time or so, “nice guy” Nelly would tell you how much he respects you.
*The coach even did the finger quotes for “nice guy”*
Nelly: But I don’t. I could respect your accolades I suppose- but I don’t. You’ve made a career out of weaseling into matches you don’t belong in and trying to pick off the weakest of the herds. So what do your accolades mean then?
*He shrugs*
Nelly: And just straight up I don’t respect you. You revel in being a jerk. I work hard to instill into my trainees that one should carry him or herself with honor, respect, and dignity. You’ve decided to throw honor out the window and wear your villainous…ness on your sleeve.
“Is that even a word?”
Nelly: OH MY GOSH I’M DOING A PROMO RIGHT NOW GUYS
“Sorry, Coach.”
*Back to promo-mode*
Nelly: Now don’t get me wrong, Liam, that doesn’t mean I’m overlooking you. Oh absolutely not. I didn’t expect a gang of ninjas to attack during my last match but you-
“In fairness, coach, we attacked first- to make sure they didn’t mess up the match”
*He grabs the bridge of his nose.*
Nelly: …in the middle of a- No it’s fine guys. I mean, you’re still on clean-up duty for the next couple weeks and I’m gonna work you hard. But you meant well and I recognize that.
*Another deep breath.*
Nelly: Where was I again? Oh yeah, YOU, Liam Bradley, I am expecting you to pull out some tricks to ensure you retain the FWA Television Championship.
“Why do you keep saying his name?”
*Nelly sinks deeper into his director’s chair and covers his face with his hand.*
Nelly: …because repeating somebody’s name establishes a connection and also reminds the viewers at home who you’re talking about.
“Are they stupid?”
Nelly: No, but they may have gotten up for something in the fridge or gone to the bathroom or something.
*All these interruptions seem to have deflated Nelly’s aura a bit.*
Nelly: Anyway, Liam Bradley. Don’t think I’m overlooking you. No, I’m going to come and bring everything at you because I have something to prove. I’m still proving to the folks at FWA that I can teach and compete and this time I’m personally invested in showing that doing the right thing, playing fair, and doing your best is the way to go. So, presuming there’s no ninjas-
*The class chuckles*
Nelly: -you should be in for one of the cleanest fights you’ve had. And I’ll make it a fight, I’ll make you actually work to defend that Television Championship- and give you a proper lesson in in-ring work. And, I’m guessing, bring that championship back to the training facility to let the kids here ogle.
“Mr. Angel, as one of the hot up-and-coming talents in this event, are you worried about being outclassed by some of the other people on the card?”
Nelly: ….What? Why are you asking me a question?
“I uh…I was watching your tapes. You told us to watch tapes.”
Nelly: I didn’t mean tapes of me interviewing. But no, it’s good. I’m glad you’re at least doing your homework. Anyway, that was supposed to be the ending of the promo.
“So you’re not going to answer the question?”
Nelly: The question didn’t even make sense! Just turn the camera off! We’ll practice more later. Everyone is running laps until I forget about all the interruptions!
*There are a few groans as the camera fades out.*