Post by "The High Roller" Wesley Crane on Sept 20, 2022 14:25:53 GMT -5
We see the beautiful private jet of Wesley Crane sitting at the air strip in Nova Scotia. A limousine pulls up. The driver gets out and lets Wesley Crane and Henderson out. Wesley, always dressed to impress, looks around.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Still smells like shit! I’ll be so happy to get back to the states.”
Henderson: “Sir, we need to hurry. Your jet’s planned to leave in five minutes.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Yeah, yeah, yeah, don’t worry, I’ll get there.”
They both walk onto the jet. Once there, Wesley is met by a beautiful flight attendant who hands him a mixed drink. He takes a sip and smiles.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “This is perfect, Jessica. Thank you!”
Wesley walks off and takes a seat. He places the drink on the table in front of him and reaches for his cell phone. He looks at the screen, making sure he hasn’t missed any phone calls..
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Ya know, I’ve got plenty of time before we get back to New York, Henderson. Take out your cell phone. I want you to record me delivering a message to my opponents for the next show.”
Henderson shuffles around his pocket and pulls out a flip phone. Wesley shakes his head in disbelief.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Forget it, here, use my phone.”
Wesley pushes a couple of buttons and hands the phone to Henderson.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Tell me when you’re ready.”
Henderson: “I’m ready.”
Henderson pushes the record button and motions to Wesley that he can start.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Four people, one match… one huge payoff. The winner becomes the last person to enter the Battle of Britain match… and while I have no doubts that I’ll walk away from this match as the winner, I want to take a moment to address each competitor.”
Wesley takes a sip from his drink.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Zolothach… how about we get a little more personal with one another… You can call me Wesley and I’ll call you Tabitha.”
Henderson lowers the camera and has a nervous look on his face.
Henderson: “Uh, sir… Zolothach freaks out when you call her by her birth name.”
Wesley takes another sip from his drink. He motions toward Jessica, the flight attendant, that he needs another drink. He then looks back toward Henderson.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I said what I said, I'm just being a gentleman… Now, Tabitha… let’s get one thing straight. I don’t care about the abuse you endured when you were younger… the fact is, you’re going to need a therapist to help you with the PTSD you’re going to have after I give you the beating of a lifetime. Usually I’m into women, but you’re no woman… you’re an emo chick who needs her hot topic credit card cut up… next!”
Wesley finishes his mixed drink. Jessica hands him another.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “The very beautiful Julianna DiMaria. Now hot dayyyummm, that’s one piece of ass I’d love to get my hands on… but I digress. Julianna, I get it, you’re pissed about your match against Eron Hunter. You got screwed. If you’re lucky you’ll get screwed again.”
Wesley gives a cocky grin at the camera. Henderson just shakes his head.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Julianna, you’re one beautiful creation from the good Lord above. We shouldn’t be fighting one another. Choose love not war. It’s the right thing to do… and I was always taught that there’s a difference between a good thing and the right thing… Julianna, fighting me might seem like a good thing, but trust me, it’s not the right thing to do. I’m giving you a chance to choose love over war… but I won’t give you many chances. You take this olive branch and save years off your wrestling career or prepare yourself to get one good shot “In The Face”...”
Wesley gets another cocky grin on his face.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “That sounds a lot funnier when it’s referenced to a female.”
Henderson just shakes his in disbelief.
Henderson: “Sir, with all due respect, speaking this way to these women might not be the best idea in the world. They’re very talented wrestlers. They could shock you. You never know-”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Right now you’re being paid to stand there and record what I’m saying. That’s it. Got it?”
Henderson: “Yes, sir!”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “As for Kalmin Watts, well I think we need to come to a gentlemen’s agreement. Look, I’m all for woman on woman action. You and I, we’re men, and it would be an embarrassment if a chick won. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not misogynist… mud, oil, jello, pudding… I love watching women wrestling but not at the expense of me, ya know? So I have a proposal for you. You watch my back and I’ll watch yours.
Wesley takes another sip from his drink and places it back on the table. He then adjusts his collar on his buttoned down shirt.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “The other option is this… you’re old fashioned. You really shouldn’t be a part of this match at all. Me on the other hand, it’s not the first time I’ve been with two women… and let’s be honest, it would have been three women if your mom would have answered her text messages.”
Henderson: “Uh, wow… Do you… uh, have anything else you’d like to add?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “No, I’m good.”
Wesley finishes his drink. Jessica immediately hands him another.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “That’ll be all, Jessica.”
Jessica: “Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Yeah, maybe a massage when I’m done here.”
Jessica: “Anything you need.”
Wesley looks back at Henderson..
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Cut it, Hendo.”
Henderson does what he’s told and stops the recording. He hands the phone over to Wesley. Wesley looks at his phone. He presses a few buttons and then places the phone on the table.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “There, I’ve sent it. Within the hour, that video will be all over all forms of social media, including wrestleuk.com.”
Jessica walks back into the scene.
Jessica: “Why don’t you head back here to the bed and take your shirt off. I’ve got the massage oils. We have a couple of hours in the air until we land in New York.”
Wesley grins at Henderson.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Hold all my calls.”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Still smells like shit! I’ll be so happy to get back to the states.”
Henderson: “Sir, we need to hurry. Your jet’s planned to leave in five minutes.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Yeah, yeah, yeah, don’t worry, I’ll get there.”
They both walk onto the jet. Once there, Wesley is met by a beautiful flight attendant who hands him a mixed drink. He takes a sip and smiles.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “This is perfect, Jessica. Thank you!”
Wesley walks off and takes a seat. He places the drink on the table in front of him and reaches for his cell phone. He looks at the screen, making sure he hasn’t missed any phone calls..
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Ya know, I’ve got plenty of time before we get back to New York, Henderson. Take out your cell phone. I want you to record me delivering a message to my opponents for the next show.”
Henderson shuffles around his pocket and pulls out a flip phone. Wesley shakes his head in disbelief.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Forget it, here, use my phone.”
Wesley pushes a couple of buttons and hands the phone to Henderson.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Tell me when you’re ready.”
Henderson: “I’m ready.”
Henderson pushes the record button and motions to Wesley that he can start.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Four people, one match… one huge payoff. The winner becomes the last person to enter the Battle of Britain match… and while I have no doubts that I’ll walk away from this match as the winner, I want to take a moment to address each competitor.”
Wesley takes a sip from his drink.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Zolothach… how about we get a little more personal with one another… You can call me Wesley and I’ll call you Tabitha.”
Henderson lowers the camera and has a nervous look on his face.
Henderson: “Uh, sir… Zolothach freaks out when you call her by her birth name.”
Wesley takes another sip from his drink. He motions toward Jessica, the flight attendant, that he needs another drink. He then looks back toward Henderson.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “I said what I said, I'm just being a gentleman… Now, Tabitha… let’s get one thing straight. I don’t care about the abuse you endured when you were younger… the fact is, you’re going to need a therapist to help you with the PTSD you’re going to have after I give you the beating of a lifetime. Usually I’m into women, but you’re no woman… you’re an emo chick who needs her hot topic credit card cut up… next!”
Wesley finishes his mixed drink. Jessica hands him another.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “The very beautiful Julianna DiMaria. Now hot dayyyummm, that’s one piece of ass I’d love to get my hands on… but I digress. Julianna, I get it, you’re pissed about your match against Eron Hunter. You got screwed. If you’re lucky you’ll get screwed again.”
Wesley gives a cocky grin at the camera. Henderson just shakes his head.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Julianna, you’re one beautiful creation from the good Lord above. We shouldn’t be fighting one another. Choose love not war. It’s the right thing to do… and I was always taught that there’s a difference between a good thing and the right thing… Julianna, fighting me might seem like a good thing, but trust me, it’s not the right thing to do. I’m giving you a chance to choose love over war… but I won’t give you many chances. You take this olive branch and save years off your wrestling career or prepare yourself to get one good shot “In The Face”...”
Wesley gets another cocky grin on his face.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “That sounds a lot funnier when it’s referenced to a female.”
Henderson just shakes his in disbelief.
Henderson: “Sir, with all due respect, speaking this way to these women might not be the best idea in the world. They’re very talented wrestlers. They could shock you. You never know-”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Right now you’re being paid to stand there and record what I’m saying. That’s it. Got it?”
Henderson: “Yes, sir!”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “As for Kalmin Watts, well I think we need to come to a gentlemen’s agreement. Look, I’m all for woman on woman action. You and I, we’re men, and it would be an embarrassment if a chick won. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not misogynist… mud, oil, jello, pudding… I love watching women wrestling but not at the expense of me, ya know? So I have a proposal for you. You watch my back and I’ll watch yours.
Wesley takes another sip from his drink and places it back on the table. He then adjusts his collar on his buttoned down shirt.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “The other option is this… you’re old fashioned. You really shouldn’t be a part of this match at all. Me on the other hand, it’s not the first time I’ve been with two women… and let’s be honest, it would have been three women if your mom would have answered her text messages.”
Henderson: “Uh, wow… Do you… uh, have anything else you’d like to add?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “No, I’m good.”
Wesley finishes his drink. Jessica immediately hands him another.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “That’ll be all, Jessica.”
Jessica: “Is there anything else I can do for you, sir?”
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Yeah, maybe a massage when I’m done here.”
Jessica: “Anything you need.”
Wesley looks back at Henderson..
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Cut it, Hendo.”
Henderson does what he’s told and stops the recording. He hands the phone over to Wesley. Wesley looks at his phone. He presses a few buttons and then places the phone on the table.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “There, I’ve sent it. Within the hour, that video will be all over all forms of social media, including wrestleuk.com.”
Jessica walks back into the scene.
Jessica: “Why don’t you head back here to the bed and take your shirt off. I’ve got the massage oils. We have a couple of hours in the air until we land in New York.”
Wesley grins at Henderson.
“The High Roller” Wesley Crane: “Hold all my calls.”
