Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Jul 21, 2023 21:26:41 GMT -5
July 16th
Night
A Hotel in NYC
Night
A Hotel in NYC
*The non-Lord Dominicus members of Bad to the Bone Racing- rebelliously calling themselves the Skeletronics and the uninvited 4th wheel Star Trekker are waiting for LD to return from his Overheated match. As they watch TV you can see a big “CONGRADULATIONS LORD DOMINICUS!” banner behind them. The mood is not real good though, as Dominicus didn’t win his match. Trekker sits alone on the couch looking especially bad as her arms are crossed and she’s clearly pouting- almost sobbing. The door swings open and in comes Lord Dominicus looking no worse the wear. Immediately Big Bone rushes to his side.*
BB: Don’t worry, LD, you’ll get la victoria next time!
LD: I’m not real sure why drawing some lady I’ve never heard of will change much.
*Oof, wrong comforting statement?*
LD: Anyway, what a match huh? I think I really showed BEEF the what-for!
*Confusion pervades the room.*
DB: YOUR’E NOT UPSET?
LD: Why would I be upset?
BB: Because…BEEF…
LD: Oh the ending? I didn’t lose guys; the ref messed up the count- it happens sometimes. Hopefully the next referee I get is more professional. Oh well, such is wrestling.
*BTTBR (well, the Skeletronics) seem to be much relieved by Dominicus’ megalomania-induced obliviousness. As he changes some of his gear the DARK LORD OF THE NETWORK looks at the couch.*
LD: What’s her problem?
BB: Oh, one of her shows got canceled or something.
*A nerve has been touched.*
Trekker: IT WAS STAR TREK PRODIGY AND IT WAS GREAT AND IT DIDN’T GET A CHANCE!
*Despite not moving from her spot, Trekker has clearly re-entered the chat. Dominicus leans on the back of couch.*
LD: Kid, a lot of good shows get canceled before they have a chance.
*He stops himself.*
LD: Not that I’m trying to make you feel better. Because I’m not.
*This attempt at…whatever is met with silence.*
DB: OUR TEAM NOW ONLY HAS ONE CHANCE TO GO TO NIGHT OF CHAMPIONS BECAUSE LORD DOMINICUS PUT ALL OF HIS EGGS INTO ONE BASKET WITH OVERHEATED INSTEAD OF ALSO SIGNING UP FOR THE SILICONE CUP.
*Although his face is largely covered by a mask, Big Bone’s eyes in his mask are enough to suggest this was not the right way to present the information. Dominicus does not lose his cool though, though he does take a deep breath.*
LD: I handle our eggs in a way so that everyone gets to eat as many eggs as possible.
BB: Eso no encaja con la metáfora.
DB: I WITHDRAW MY COMPLAINT.
LD: Good good. Anyway though you are right, it means we only have ONE CHANCE left.
*The group looks at Trekker on the couch, who doesn’t even look at any of them as she huffs.*
Trekker: Honestly I was planning on putting in a Hayley-level effort for the Junior Heavyweight match.
LD: I don’t know who that is, are they in the match?
DB: DOES THIS HAYLEY GO WELL WITH WHITE WINE?
*Trekker waves them off. They all pause a moment. Finally Dinosaur Bones and LD nod to Big Bone. He nods back and makes his way to the front of the couch, getting between Trekker and the TV.*
BB: Help us Star Trekker, you’re our only hope.
*He then bends down and acts like he’s turning something off. Trekker remains unmoved, but her eyebrow has gone up in confusion. He tries again.*
BB: Help us Star Trekker, you’re our only hope.
*As he bends down to act like he’s turning something off Trekker shakes her head in confusion.*
BB: It’s from Sta-
*He looks behind the couch where LD and BB are gesturing at their necks. LD is doing so to tell him to stop and DB is probably telling him to slaughter her for consumption.*
BB: Nowhere, it’s from nowhere. I’m uh…practicing new gestures.
Trekker: Oh…I see. Well, I mean, it’s ok. Maybe it’ll catch on!
*One disaster averted another tries to assert itself.*
DB: MIGHT I REMIND YOU THAT I CHOSE YOU OVER THE TASTIER MEMBERS OF THE ROSTER FOR THIS MATCH.
Trekker: You didn’t choose me at all, I signed up for it.
DB: I’M PRETTY SURE THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED.
*She knows where this is going and decides not to continue the argument. A long and awkward silence passes.*
Trekker: Ugh. FIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE, I’ll actually try.
*The crowd goes wild!*
*Trekker walks into a dark room, there’s almost an alien quality to her as her hair has been dyed white and her jumpsuit gleams brightly as well. Trekker is dressed as Nurse Chapel (the Strange New Worlds version, specifically), likely because she’s getting a lot of screen time this season.*
Trekker: Star Trek Prodigy is…was a show about a bunch of young kids just trying to make it to Starfleet. In terms of my own adventure I feel sort of in the same boat- I’m new to this whole wrestling scene but I’m trying to follow my dreams and do it my way. As the kids fly through the Delta Quadrant trying to get to their new lives they come across many dangers, unfriendly species, and time-traveling aliens trying to destroy the very Starfleet they’re seeking out. My opponents are like those different challenges. But my story is going to be different. Instead of letting my opponents cancel me, I’m going to try to cancel them!
*She pauses to think a moment, then holds up her hands defensively.*
Trekker: Not in a #metoo kind of way though…well, at least not yet.
*Only a minute in and already this promo has gone off the rails.*
Trekker: The worst part about all of this though is the promos I’m going to have to sit through in preparation. I mean you guys already saw El Rey and his listing- just like he always does. Dylan Black is probably going to do it too as though that’s some original way to approach a multi-person match.
*She rolls her eyes.*
Trekker: But while we’re on that topic am I really going to have to face the Cult of Zoran? Come on XHF Network, really? Zoran Sainovic, Dylan Black, and El Rey all together? That’s a dangerous combo because the three of them actually can co-exist. El Rey was Zoran’s ensign, and Dylan his partner! I mean granted, they’re sort of back-stabby sort of teams, but that seems to work for Lord Dominicus and his crew so I’m mildly concerned.
*The Star Trek cosplayer turned corporate shill turned wrestler…corporate shill huffs, but then lets his demeanor change.*
Trekker: I will say this though. Me, Yuki, Random, Eli?
*She’s counted them on her fingers.*
Trekker: That’s some decent representation! I’m glad there’s a bunch of girls in this match. You know gals, maybe we should work together a bit to show the guys who are in charge this time around? Yeah? I’m just throwing that out there.
*This is accompanied by a suggesting shrug. Then it’s back to concentration.*
Trekker: There is a wild card in all of this though. Charles. Charles is a strange alien indeed. Is he friend….or foe? Hopefully the former for me and the latter for everyone else.
*She nods.*
Trekker: Look, there’s other competitors in the match but I’m trying not to list like SOME PEOPLE.
*Almost 4th-wall breaking look at the camera.*
Trekker: The point is that nobody expects me to make it. But the kids on the USS Protostar in Star Trek Prodigy? They did make it. Andy maybe season two isn’t going to be very good because they split up the characters a little bit in the first season finale BUT PARAMOUNT PROMISED SEASON TWO WILL GET RELEASED…SOMEWHERE.
*She shakes her head to get back on point.*
Trekker: But just like those kids, I- the Star Trekker- am going to brave the unknown in a constantly-changing situation that probably favors Random McConalogue in order to achieve my dreams. Specifically sticking to Lord Dominicus. And also that stupid Disney shill, Olivia Oldham.
*Don’t look at her like that, she’s human and gets to be petty too.*
Trekker: So I guess it’s time to stick it into warp drive and get myself in ship-shape to blast my opponents into another galaxy and bring some Junior Heavyweight glory to Dinosa…
*She trails off.*
Trekker: …Bad to the Bo….
*None of these seem particularly motivating.*
Trekker: PARAMOUNT+, STREAMING STAR TREK ALL THE TIME! WHOOO! BEAM INTO A GOOD TIME, EVERYONE!
*She makes a victory pose to the camera and lets it fade out.*