Post by "The High Roller" Wesley Crane on May 5, 2023 12:48:58 GMT -5
The scene opens up inside the luxurious presidential suite inside the Turning Stone Casino and Resort. Wesley is just getting out of the shower when there is a knock at the door. Wesley yells from the bathroom.
“COME IN”
Wesley can hear a door open, but doesn’t pay attention to the fact that the door was never closed after being opened. Wesley walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, and the WUK World Championship wrapped around his waist as well. To his shock, there stands a beautiful, busty brunette, in nothing more than her bra and G-String. Wesley stops in his tracks.
Crane: “Well dayyyyyyyum!”
Brunette: “You like what you see?”
Crane: “I mean, I’ve seen a lot of half naked beautiful women in my day, and you’d be in my top 3.”
Brunette: “Well maybe I should give you a better look.”
The smoking hot brunette undoes her bra and tosses it to Wesley. There he stands, in a towel with this woman’s red bra in his hand… then, out of nowhere, there’s a woman clearing her throat from the doorway. It’s Katie Moss and she doesn’t look happy.
Katie Moss: “What the fuck, Wesley?”
Wesley looks shocked to see her.
Crane: “Babe, I can explai-”
Katie Moss: “Don’t bother. You’re obviously busy.”
Katie turns and walks away. As she’s leaving, Henderson is entering. They almost run into one another. Katie looks pissed. Henderson is shocked to see her so upset.
Henderson: “Miss Moss.”
Katie Moss: “Not now, Henderson. I gotta get out of here.”
She pushes through and leaves Henderson standing there. He walks into the suite, dressed in something different. Instead of his usual cheap brown pants and off white short sleeved button down shirt, he’s in a pair of fitted jeans and a sweater vest. He looks up and sees the brunette standing there, with her breasts exposed and her G-String.
Henderson: “Oh, I’m so sorry.”
The brunette smiles at Henderson.
Crane: “No, it’s okay… Tits McGee was just leaving.”
The brunette looks at Wesley and smiles.
Brunette: “You sure about that?”
Crane: “What’s your name, babe?”
Brunette: “Molly.”
Crane: “Look, it’s really nice to meet… and see you… but you need to leave.”
Wesley hands her back her red bra. She turns around and walks to the door. There she bends down and picks up her dress. Once she has it in her hands, she walks out of the door and leaves. Wesley grabs a pair of designer workout pants and puts them on. Now he’s walking through his suite with his pants on and “Naomi”, his WUK World Championship, wrapped tightly around his waist.. He walks over to the bar and pours himself a drink. He takes a big sip from his glass of whiskey and then exhales.
Crane: “Love, it’s a mother fucker.”
Henderson: “True Dat!”
Wesley grins.
Crane: “Why do you look like a lesbian art teacher?”
Henderson looks down at his outfit. He looks back up at Wesley.
Henderson: “I… I was trying something new.”
Crane: “Well, it’s not working for you.”
Henderson looks like someone just deflated his balloon.
Henderson: “So are you going to tell me what happened between you and Miss Moss?”
Crane: “We’re going through a rough patch.”
Henderson: “Did she sew you up in your bedsheets and beat you with a broom?”
Wesley can’t help but grin.
Crane: “Haha, no.”
Henderson: “Then trust me, you're not going through a rough patch.”
Crane: “You speaking from experience?”
Henderson: “Yeah.”
Crane: “I’m intrigued but I think I’ll pass on getting the details of this story.”
Henderson: “Probably for the best.”
Crane: “So why are you here?”
Henderson: “To talk to you about your Dominion opponent, Ronnie Long.”
Crane: “Alright, odd timing, but we can talk about him.”
Henderson: “He’s been quiet. Does that worry you?”
Crane: “Look, Legacy just happened. If Ronald is being quiet, it’s probably because he needs to recuperate from his match with Billy. I mean, I don’t need recuperation time… but I’m Wesley Crane and he’s Ronald Long. We aren’t the same person. We aren’t on the same level.”
Henderson: “Some believe Ronnie is going to beat you and take your championship.”
Crane: “Hendo… nobody is taking Naomi from Wesley Crane. She’s mine and mine only.”
Wesley pats Naomi, who sits tightly around his waist.
Crane: “Ronald needs to understand something. He’s a low life. He’s a loser. He’s a bum.”
Henderson: “Why do you say that?”
Crane: “I say it because it’s true. Why do you think The Brothers Gluck left him and joined me? It’s because they knew under Ronald’s leadership, they could only get so far. Under my leadership, they’ve been dominant. Under my leadership they have become bigger stars than they already were. The fact is, when you’re associated with Wesley Crane, you’re a big deal… and with Ronald Long, they’re stuck in “sucksville”... it’s really pretty basic math.”
Henderson: “Scott Steiner math?”
Crane: “Yeah, something like that.”
Henderson: “Some say he’s got the upper edge because he has no problems getting extreme when that bell rings.”
Crane: “Henderson, you’ve seen me bleed for professional wrestling. You’ve seen me go extreme plenty of times. Look at the scars on my body! I’ve been through some bad ass extreme matches in Hardkore World. I’ve been inside the TerrorDome with Billy Fowler. I’ve been inside an Elimination Chamber with the best of the best. I’ve been ripped apart by barbed wire. The fact is, I’m not scared of getting extreme… in fact, the more extreme the better… but that’s not this match. This match is a wrestling match. A one on one, winner leaves the WUK World Champion, wrestling match.”
Henderson: “Alright. Aren’t you worried at all?”
Crane: “Wesley Crane fears no man. Ronald Long is a fake. He got lucky to earn a match against me. He doesn’t belong in the main event scene. He’s only there because he’s riding on my coattails. People know the name “Ronnie Long” but now, being in the main event with Wesley Crane, Ronald Long has reached new heights of “fame”... and I use that term loosely when I speak of Ronnie Long. The fact is, Ronald’s getting more interviews and air time on television because he’s in a feud with the greatest professional wrestler in the world.”
Henderson: “Some have said you’re not going into this match at full health and that leaves you vulnerable inside the ring with such a threat as Ronnie.”
Crane: “Such a threat? Really? Ronald Long? People are really calling him a threat? Ronald Long is nothing more than a poser. He’s no better than that chump Kalmin Watts. Kalmin is a poser too. Ya know, Watts and Long should form a tag team. They can call themselves the Losers Club. They could go around and get their asses kicked by Rage and Cage or The Brothers Gluck. At least they’d have one another as a support system for when they get beat up even more by The High Rollers Club. As for my health, don’t you worry about my health… Even not being 100%, I’m still better than Ronald Long by leaps and bounds. I won’t be surprised if he doesn’t even show up. I mean, would you want to show up and get slapped around by Wesley Crane? Would you want to watch yourself get knocked the fuck out by the In The Face V-Trigger? In fact, I’ll do Ronald a solid.”
Wesley pounds the rest of his whiskey and pours himself another.
Crane: “I’ll give Ronald Long an opportunity. If he wants, he can show up and lay down for me. Or, he can just stay home and not show up at all. In return, I’ll give him a spot in the High Rollers Club. Let’s not get shit twisted, if he gets a spot in The High Rollers Club, he gets a spot at the end of the line. He’s not going to be one of the main staples of the High Rollers Club… but he also isn’t going to be on the outside looking in. You see, in this world, you’re either with The High Rollers Club or you’re against them. Kalmin Watts chose to be against us and you see where that left him. It would be in Ronald’s best interest to not make the same mistake as Kalmin did.”
Henderson: “You seem confident. I guess that’s a good thing. Confidence is good. What are you going to do about Miss Moss?”
Crane: “Katie? Ah, she’ll be okay once she calms down and lets me explain.”
Wesley takes a sip of his drink as the camera fades out.
“COME IN”
Wesley can hear a door open, but doesn’t pay attention to the fact that the door was never closed after being opened. Wesley walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, and the WUK World Championship wrapped around his waist as well. To his shock, there stands a beautiful, busty brunette, in nothing more than her bra and G-String. Wesley stops in his tracks.
Crane: “Well dayyyyyyyum!”
Brunette: “You like what you see?”
Crane: “I mean, I’ve seen a lot of half naked beautiful women in my day, and you’d be in my top 3.”
Brunette: “Well maybe I should give you a better look.”
The smoking hot brunette undoes her bra and tosses it to Wesley. There he stands, in a towel with this woman’s red bra in his hand… then, out of nowhere, there’s a woman clearing her throat from the doorway. It’s Katie Moss and she doesn’t look happy.
Katie Moss: “What the fuck, Wesley?”
Wesley looks shocked to see her.
Crane: “Babe, I can explai-”
Katie Moss: “Don’t bother. You’re obviously busy.”
Katie turns and walks away. As she’s leaving, Henderson is entering. They almost run into one another. Katie looks pissed. Henderson is shocked to see her so upset.
Henderson: “Miss Moss.”
Katie Moss: “Not now, Henderson. I gotta get out of here.”
She pushes through and leaves Henderson standing there. He walks into the suite, dressed in something different. Instead of his usual cheap brown pants and off white short sleeved button down shirt, he’s in a pair of fitted jeans and a sweater vest. He looks up and sees the brunette standing there, with her breasts exposed and her G-String.
Henderson: “Oh, I’m so sorry.”
The brunette smiles at Henderson.
Crane: “No, it’s okay… Tits McGee was just leaving.”
The brunette looks at Wesley and smiles.
Brunette: “You sure about that?”
Crane: “What’s your name, babe?”
Brunette: “Molly.”
Crane: “Look, it’s really nice to meet… and see you… but you need to leave.”
Wesley hands her back her red bra. She turns around and walks to the door. There she bends down and picks up her dress. Once she has it in her hands, she walks out of the door and leaves. Wesley grabs a pair of designer workout pants and puts them on. Now he’s walking through his suite with his pants on and “Naomi”, his WUK World Championship, wrapped tightly around his waist.. He walks over to the bar and pours himself a drink. He takes a big sip from his glass of whiskey and then exhales.
Crane: “Love, it’s a mother fucker.”
Henderson: “True Dat!”
Wesley grins.
Crane: “Why do you look like a lesbian art teacher?”
Henderson looks down at his outfit. He looks back up at Wesley.
Henderson: “I… I was trying something new.”
Crane: “Well, it’s not working for you.”
Henderson looks like someone just deflated his balloon.
Henderson: “So are you going to tell me what happened between you and Miss Moss?”
Crane: “We’re going through a rough patch.”
Henderson: “Did she sew you up in your bedsheets and beat you with a broom?”
Wesley can’t help but grin.
Crane: “Haha, no.”
Henderson: “Then trust me, you're not going through a rough patch.”
Crane: “You speaking from experience?”
Henderson: “Yeah.”
Crane: “I’m intrigued but I think I’ll pass on getting the details of this story.”
Henderson: “Probably for the best.”
Crane: “So why are you here?”
Henderson: “To talk to you about your Dominion opponent, Ronnie Long.”
Crane: “Alright, odd timing, but we can talk about him.”
Henderson: “He’s been quiet. Does that worry you?”
Crane: “Look, Legacy just happened. If Ronald is being quiet, it’s probably because he needs to recuperate from his match with Billy. I mean, I don’t need recuperation time… but I’m Wesley Crane and he’s Ronald Long. We aren’t the same person. We aren’t on the same level.”
Henderson: “Some believe Ronnie is going to beat you and take your championship.”
Crane: “Hendo… nobody is taking Naomi from Wesley Crane. She’s mine and mine only.”
Wesley pats Naomi, who sits tightly around his waist.
Crane: “Ronald needs to understand something. He’s a low life. He’s a loser. He’s a bum.”
Henderson: “Why do you say that?”
Crane: “I say it because it’s true. Why do you think The Brothers Gluck left him and joined me? It’s because they knew under Ronald’s leadership, they could only get so far. Under my leadership, they’ve been dominant. Under my leadership they have become bigger stars than they already were. The fact is, when you’re associated with Wesley Crane, you’re a big deal… and with Ronald Long, they’re stuck in “sucksville”... it’s really pretty basic math.”
Henderson: “Scott Steiner math?”
Crane: “Yeah, something like that.”
Henderson: “Some say he’s got the upper edge because he has no problems getting extreme when that bell rings.”
Crane: “Henderson, you’ve seen me bleed for professional wrestling. You’ve seen me go extreme plenty of times. Look at the scars on my body! I’ve been through some bad ass extreme matches in Hardkore World. I’ve been inside the TerrorDome with Billy Fowler. I’ve been inside an Elimination Chamber with the best of the best. I’ve been ripped apart by barbed wire. The fact is, I’m not scared of getting extreme… in fact, the more extreme the better… but that’s not this match. This match is a wrestling match. A one on one, winner leaves the WUK World Champion, wrestling match.”
Henderson: “Alright. Aren’t you worried at all?”
Crane: “Wesley Crane fears no man. Ronald Long is a fake. He got lucky to earn a match against me. He doesn’t belong in the main event scene. He’s only there because he’s riding on my coattails. People know the name “Ronnie Long” but now, being in the main event with Wesley Crane, Ronald Long has reached new heights of “fame”... and I use that term loosely when I speak of Ronnie Long. The fact is, Ronald’s getting more interviews and air time on television because he’s in a feud with the greatest professional wrestler in the world.”
Henderson: “Some have said you’re not going into this match at full health and that leaves you vulnerable inside the ring with such a threat as Ronnie.”
Crane: “Such a threat? Really? Ronald Long? People are really calling him a threat? Ronald Long is nothing more than a poser. He’s no better than that chump Kalmin Watts. Kalmin is a poser too. Ya know, Watts and Long should form a tag team. They can call themselves the Losers Club. They could go around and get their asses kicked by Rage and Cage or The Brothers Gluck. At least they’d have one another as a support system for when they get beat up even more by The High Rollers Club. As for my health, don’t you worry about my health… Even not being 100%, I’m still better than Ronald Long by leaps and bounds. I won’t be surprised if he doesn’t even show up. I mean, would you want to show up and get slapped around by Wesley Crane? Would you want to watch yourself get knocked the fuck out by the In The Face V-Trigger? In fact, I’ll do Ronald a solid.”
Wesley pounds the rest of his whiskey and pours himself another.
Crane: “I’ll give Ronald Long an opportunity. If he wants, he can show up and lay down for me. Or, he can just stay home and not show up at all. In return, I’ll give him a spot in the High Rollers Club. Let’s not get shit twisted, if he gets a spot in The High Rollers Club, he gets a spot at the end of the line. He’s not going to be one of the main staples of the High Rollers Club… but he also isn’t going to be on the outside looking in. You see, in this world, you’re either with The High Rollers Club or you’re against them. Kalmin Watts chose to be against us and you see where that left him. It would be in Ronald’s best interest to not make the same mistake as Kalmin did.”
Henderson: “You seem confident. I guess that’s a good thing. Confidence is good. What are you going to do about Miss Moss?”
Crane: “Katie? Ah, she’ll be okay once she calms down and lets me explain.”
Wesley takes a sip of his drink as the camera fades out.
