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Jun 5, 2020 20:41:15 GMT -5
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Post by Gerard Angelo on Jun 5, 2020 20:41:15 GMT -5
Earlier Today
A black limo pulls up to the side of the PCW Arena. As it comes to a stop, the driver gets out and heads down the vehicle. He opens the door and out steps Gerard Angelo in a grey suit, clutching the black metal briefcase in his hand.
“Make sure you drop all my bags off at my locker room before I get there,” Gerry says, staring at the driver behind his expensive sunglasses.
“Sure thing, Mister Angelo.” The driver says before going to the trunk of the limo. Gerard starts heading towards the arena before Shane Dodge appears with a microphone. Gerard gives an audible groan and looks up at the clear blue sky.
“Ugh, and I was having such a good day, too”
Shane, like the professional he is, is unfazed.
“Gerard, tonight you and your partner Holden Ross have a tag match against Rick Majors and Grimm. But you made headlines last week when you announced that you put a bounty on Stormm’s head. What were your thoughts behind doing that?”
“My thoughts on doing that?” Gerard looks down at Shane. “Stormm has, for months, ignored his obligations as the Champion of the World. He has been padding his championship reign with days of not doing anything. The PCW champion is sitting at home, perfectly healthy, not doing anything. It is a disgrace that the company is letting him do this, and disrespectful to the legends that have held that prestigious title throughout the illustrious history of our company, Shane. Justin Michaels does not deserve to be the World Heavyweight Champion. And if the company isn’t going to force him to defend his title, then I will force something to happen.”
“Well, why don’t you just cash in your contract for an opportunity at the World title?” Shane asks. Gerard takes off his shades and narrows his eyes at Shane.
“I will use my opportunity when I see fit, Mister Dodge. You won’t bait me into using it at the wrong time. But again I send a message to the entire PCW roster, the backstage hands, the ring crew, the Faithful, anyone who thinks they could use a cool one hundred kay. You take out Stormm, you get my money. It’s that simple. Don’t continue to let this paper champion make a mockery of business.”
Gerard starts to walk away but Shane starts to follow him.
“Do you have anything to say to Grimm and Majors?”
“Nope,” Gerry says as he walks away into the arena, leaving Shane standing there holding his microphone.
A black limo pulls up to the side of the PCW Arena. As it comes to a stop, the driver gets out and heads down the vehicle. He opens the door and out steps Gerard Angelo in a grey suit, clutching the black metal briefcase in his hand.
“Make sure you drop all my bags off at my locker room before I get there,” Gerry says, staring at the driver behind his expensive sunglasses.
“Sure thing, Mister Angelo.” The driver says before going to the trunk of the limo. Gerard starts heading towards the arena before Shane Dodge appears with a microphone. Gerard gives an audible groan and looks up at the clear blue sky.
“Ugh, and I was having such a good day, too”
Shane, like the professional he is, is unfazed.
“Gerard, tonight you and your partner Holden Ross have a tag match against Rick Majors and Grimm. But you made headlines last week when you announced that you put a bounty on Stormm’s head. What were your thoughts behind doing that?”
“My thoughts on doing that?” Gerard looks down at Shane. “Stormm has, for months, ignored his obligations as the Champion of the World. He has been padding his championship reign with days of not doing anything. The PCW champion is sitting at home, perfectly healthy, not doing anything. It is a disgrace that the company is letting him do this, and disrespectful to the legends that have held that prestigious title throughout the illustrious history of our company, Shane. Justin Michaels does not deserve to be the World Heavyweight Champion. And if the company isn’t going to force him to defend his title, then I will force something to happen.”
“Well, why don’t you just cash in your contract for an opportunity at the World title?” Shane asks. Gerard takes off his shades and narrows his eyes at Shane.
“I will use my opportunity when I see fit, Mister Dodge. You won’t bait me into using it at the wrong time. But again I send a message to the entire PCW roster, the backstage hands, the ring crew, the Faithful, anyone who thinks they could use a cool one hundred kay. You take out Stormm, you get my money. It’s that simple. Don’t continue to let this paper champion make a mockery of business.”
Gerard starts to walk away but Shane starts to follow him.
“Do you have anything to say to Grimm and Majors?”
“Nope,” Gerry says as he walks away into the arena, leaving Shane standing there holding his microphone.