Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Feb 4, 2022 20:06:02 GMT -5
*The camera opens on…a telethon? It certainly looks that way as a stationary cam looks upon row after elevated row of people on the phone. As soon as one hangs up they pick up another call. There’s a cacophony of noise that overwhelms the senses. Also…uh…they’re all Lord Dominicus. That is to say that they’re all wearing a Lord Dominicus mask. Several of the masks don’t quite match, so perhaps they represent “other” Lord Domini..ci? With a clear sound the lights suddenly drop and only a single spotlight remains in the middle of the collection on one Lord Dominicus in particular- the REAL Lord Dominicus; with his feet up on the table chatting away on the phone. The camera pans in to get a better view of him as everything else goes silent.*
LD: Well I’m off the table for at least this month. Here I try to take it easy and everyone is looking for me again, the story of my career! Hahaha, have your people call my people.
*He hangs up the phone and looks at the camera as he repeats himself slowly.*
LD: The. Story. Of. My. Career.
*Dominicus sits comfortably at his table, everyone else seems to have left the scene as the spotlight continues to highlight him among the darkness.*
LD: El Rey, I wanted to congratulate you on stealing a win at Supremacy. You did a fine job and you now have your accolades. I wonder if it’s getting you the respect you always thought you deserved.
*He shrugs.*
LD: Not that I care, honestly. You see El Rey, since before you were even here, before you really cared about wrestling? Yeah, before all of that I’ve been in demand. Oh sure, I’ve heard it all before about how this company or that company that I’ve been in is small beans or whatever nonsense people say to comfort themselves. But here’s the truth.
*The DARK LORD of the XHF Network stands up and climbs onto his telephone’s table, proudly boxing in the CAR Athletic Cup on his groin with his hands.*
LD: EWF…
*He steps down to the row of phones below him*
LD: AWF…
*Another step down*
LD: NPW…
*Yet another step and he reaches the stable floor. The spotlight following the whole way as he leans against the bottom table set.*
LD: And now CAR. There was even Phantom Horse somethingerother in there somewhere. Meanwhile I’ve had every other company in the XHF Network calling me nearly constantly since the start trying to get me to at least appear on their show. And after Supremacy, after you became champion? Did Magnus call you to congratulate you? Did he schedule a coronation ceremony for you? Did he figure he’d go easy on you and put you against some random bear fodder? No, if I recall…
*He DominiThinks for a moment, but quickly one of the telethon phones ring and he leans back to pick it up.*
LD: Oh hi, Magnus. Yes I did see Supremacy, I was there. Yes he did get very lucky, why are you calling me? Why yes, I’d be happy to raise up the value of your show at the risk of stealing the title from you.
*Dominicus gives an over-exaggerated business laugh.*
LD: Hahaha! Yes he is quite young and inexperienced. Perhaps he can consider this exhibition match a learning experience.
*The reenactment over, Lord Dominicus tosses the phone’s receiver over his shoulder.*
LD: Look El Rey, I don’t aim to offend. You won at Supremacy, but it’s a pretty telling thing when right away your boss calls somebody from a rival promotion as your first opponent. But why wouldn’t he? Magnus is looking for talent, raw, unadulterated, quality talent. The kind of talent only my brand of EVIL can bring.
*He readjusts himself as he continues to lean on the table.*
LD: You can say all you want about the companies I’ve worked for, but I’ve put myself out there and gone full-bore into what I do. I don’t run away from a company after a couple losses and go and hide in my dad’s company. No, I dominate.
*Lord Dominicus reaches down under the table and produces a championship belt.*
LD: From the EWF Superior Championship, to the XHF Junior Heavyweight Championship, to NPW’s North American Cruiserweight AND Double Crown Championships- even to CAR’s Athletic Cup: I get work done. So enjoy your paper reign, El Rey. You got lucky but you’ve still got time to grow into that ego of yours.
*He sets the title back down before climbing onto the table again.*
LD: Me though? I’ve been able to conquer multiple styles across different feds both in the Network and outside. And when there were no more matches calling out, no more holds that needed to be discovered, I took up auto racing! So go ahead, kid, make whatever match you’d like for the X*Crown at the Valentine’s Day Exhibition show. I’m ready for whatever you throw at me.
*Wait, stop. He sits down and then slides off the table, thinking.*
LD: Well, I mean. I’m terrible at standard matches, submission matches, or anything that might encourage flying. You probably want to stay away from those otherwise it might be a very one-sided fight for you. I mean you at least want the veneer of fairness, right? Right?
*He looks earnestly into the camera. Well, we are assuming it’s earnestly, honestly the mask pretty much hides everything.*
LD: Anyway, El Rey, I’ll be there on your home turf on the 14th, ready for whatever you are planning on dishing out. Hopefully you can take this as a learning experience from the DARKEST EVIL ACROSS THE ENTIRE NETWORK! If not?
*DominiShrug.*
LD: Then I guess you’ll learn a lesson about losing a championship for your company. Now if you excuse me…
*Another phone on the telethon set rings.*
LD: I probably have to take that. Oh the life of a verified star- always in demand.
*He walks over to answer the phone. That’s when all the lights come back on and the whole DominiCrowd is back and the wall of sound retakes the audio as they answer the non-stop calls. Fade out.*
LD: Well I’m off the table for at least this month. Here I try to take it easy and everyone is looking for me again, the story of my career! Hahaha, have your people call my people.
*He hangs up the phone and looks at the camera as he repeats himself slowly.*
LD: The. Story. Of. My. Career.
*Dominicus sits comfortably at his table, everyone else seems to have left the scene as the spotlight continues to highlight him among the darkness.*
LD: El Rey, I wanted to congratulate you on stealing a win at Supremacy. You did a fine job and you now have your accolades. I wonder if it’s getting you the respect you always thought you deserved.
*He shrugs.*
LD: Not that I care, honestly. You see El Rey, since before you were even here, before you really cared about wrestling? Yeah, before all of that I’ve been in demand. Oh sure, I’ve heard it all before about how this company or that company that I’ve been in is small beans or whatever nonsense people say to comfort themselves. But here’s the truth.
*The DARK LORD of the XHF Network stands up and climbs onto his telephone’s table, proudly boxing in the CAR Athletic Cup on his groin with his hands.*
LD: EWF…
*He steps down to the row of phones below him*
LD: AWF…
*Another step down*
LD: NPW…
*Yet another step and he reaches the stable floor. The spotlight following the whole way as he leans against the bottom table set.*
LD: And now CAR. There was even Phantom Horse somethingerother in there somewhere. Meanwhile I’ve had every other company in the XHF Network calling me nearly constantly since the start trying to get me to at least appear on their show. And after Supremacy, after you became champion? Did Magnus call you to congratulate you? Did he schedule a coronation ceremony for you? Did he figure he’d go easy on you and put you against some random bear fodder? No, if I recall…
*He DominiThinks for a moment, but quickly one of the telethon phones ring and he leans back to pick it up.*
LD: Oh hi, Magnus. Yes I did see Supremacy, I was there. Yes he did get very lucky, why are you calling me? Why yes, I’d be happy to raise up the value of your show at the risk of stealing the title from you.
*Dominicus gives an over-exaggerated business laugh.*
LD: Hahaha! Yes he is quite young and inexperienced. Perhaps he can consider this exhibition match a learning experience.
*The reenactment over, Lord Dominicus tosses the phone’s receiver over his shoulder.*
LD: Look El Rey, I don’t aim to offend. You won at Supremacy, but it’s a pretty telling thing when right away your boss calls somebody from a rival promotion as your first opponent. But why wouldn’t he? Magnus is looking for talent, raw, unadulterated, quality talent. The kind of talent only my brand of EVIL can bring.
*He readjusts himself as he continues to lean on the table.*
LD: You can say all you want about the companies I’ve worked for, but I’ve put myself out there and gone full-bore into what I do. I don’t run away from a company after a couple losses and go and hide in my dad’s company. No, I dominate.
*Lord Dominicus reaches down under the table and produces a championship belt.*
LD: From the EWF Superior Championship, to the XHF Junior Heavyweight Championship, to NPW’s North American Cruiserweight AND Double Crown Championships- even to CAR’s Athletic Cup: I get work done. So enjoy your paper reign, El Rey. You got lucky but you’ve still got time to grow into that ego of yours.
*He sets the title back down before climbing onto the table again.*
LD: Me though? I’ve been able to conquer multiple styles across different feds both in the Network and outside. And when there were no more matches calling out, no more holds that needed to be discovered, I took up auto racing! So go ahead, kid, make whatever match you’d like for the X*Crown at the Valentine’s Day Exhibition show. I’m ready for whatever you throw at me.
*Wait, stop. He sits down and then slides off the table, thinking.*
LD: Well, I mean. I’m terrible at standard matches, submission matches, or anything that might encourage flying. You probably want to stay away from those otherwise it might be a very one-sided fight for you. I mean you at least want the veneer of fairness, right? Right?
*He looks earnestly into the camera. Well, we are assuming it’s earnestly, honestly the mask pretty much hides everything.*
LD: Anyway, El Rey, I’ll be there on your home turf on the 14th, ready for whatever you are planning on dishing out. Hopefully you can take this as a learning experience from the DARKEST EVIL ACROSS THE ENTIRE NETWORK! If not?
*DominiShrug.*
LD: Then I guess you’ll learn a lesson about losing a championship for your company. Now if you excuse me…
*Another phone on the telethon set rings.*
LD: I probably have to take that. Oh the life of a verified star- always in demand.
*He walks over to answer the phone. That’s when all the lights come back on and the whole DominiCrowd is back and the wall of sound retakes the audio as they answer the non-stop calls. Fade out.*