Post by David Hunter on Nov 23, 2018 12:48:58 GMT -5
The camera goes backstage in the halls of the Pure Class Arena. The cameraman involved finds itself entering the EMT room. We see David Hunter on a bed, holding his title in his lap, the blood from his head covering the entirety of face. At this point, most of it is dried, as the nearby medical official has prepared some temporary sealant for the wound. The official is near a sink, wetting a wash cloth under the faucet.
David sees the cameraman and shakes his head, a smile finding its way on his face.
David Hunter: How might I help you this week?
Cameraman: David Hunter, you went through hell this week to retain your Underground Title. Unfortunately, the match was not without controversy as Tyler Scott interfered, allowing you to pick up the win.
David Hunter: Yeah, go figure. Hey Doc, hold off for a second will ya?
The medical official nods, standing by the faucet, allowing the camera to focus solely on David.
David Hunter: Two men went out there and destroyed each other’s bodies. All for the sake of the title currently placed on my lap. I’m wounded, I’m bruised, I’m probably scarred, I’m sure I got glass all over my body, and I have no doubt I’ll be spending the next in the hospital. But you know what’s on my mind? Tyler fuckin Scott.
David shakes his head.
David Hunter: I had no beef with Tyler. I don’t even know who he is, quite frankly. But he’s deemed it fit to interfere in my match. Am I complaining that he helped me? No. A win’s a win and as long and as I still have my crown I’m a happy camper. But when it comes down to it, David Hunter didn’t beat Holden Ross tonight. David Hunter and Tyler Scott beat Holden Ross. So the way I see it, Tyler sought fit to stick his nose in my business. That means I’ve got business with him. Tyler sought fit to cost Holden a fair shake at the title. That means I’ve got business with Holden. Once the two of them are done scrapping it out at Collision Course, I have no problem giving either of them a shot at the crown.
David spits to his left, sending a bloody wad into a nearby trash can.
Cameraman: Speaking of Collision Course, at that event you are scheduled to defend your title against Winston Wilson and Muscles Malone. Any thoughts on that?
David Hunter: Winston Wilson’s a big bastard. I haven't talked to the guy personally but he seems like a cool cat. He’ll make the match interesting, for sure, but if he thinks size or luck with the ladies means anything to me or makes any difference, look no further than our opponent Muscles Malone. Yeah I got respect for him after he won the title, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think the guy’s an asshole. Way I see it I’m lookin at two guys who are gunning for my championship. This championship earns me money, something I desperately need right now. This means that Collision Course is a two-force front for me. My attention will be focused on Muscles and Wilson, and when I retain my championship, I hope that both of them are able to walk out of the arena on their own accord.
David spits another bloody wad into the trash can.
David Hunter: I’ll also be keeping an eye on Tyler Scott and Holden Ross. I know respect’s a lost art in this business, but I hope Holden has some of it somewhere in that fucked up mind of his. I have no doubt Holden is still as pissed as he has been, but I do hope that Holden wins and makes Tyler Scott regret his decision to interfere in our business. Because when he does, I want Holden nice, ready, and of sound mind when I face him next, and I will be facing him again. And when I beat Holden once more to retain my championship, I want it put on record that Holden...has no more excuses.
The medical official pops into frame, damp wash cloth in hand.
David Hunter: I think the doc’s calling it quits on the interview. Thanks for the questions.
The camera’s feed fades away as the official approaches David.
David sees the cameraman and shakes his head, a smile finding its way on his face.
David Hunter: How might I help you this week?
Cameraman: David Hunter, you went through hell this week to retain your Underground Title. Unfortunately, the match was not without controversy as Tyler Scott interfered, allowing you to pick up the win.
David Hunter: Yeah, go figure. Hey Doc, hold off for a second will ya?
The medical official nods, standing by the faucet, allowing the camera to focus solely on David.
David Hunter: Two men went out there and destroyed each other’s bodies. All for the sake of the title currently placed on my lap. I’m wounded, I’m bruised, I’m probably scarred, I’m sure I got glass all over my body, and I have no doubt I’ll be spending the next in the hospital. But you know what’s on my mind? Tyler fuckin Scott.
David shakes his head.
David Hunter: I had no beef with Tyler. I don’t even know who he is, quite frankly. But he’s deemed it fit to interfere in my match. Am I complaining that he helped me? No. A win’s a win and as long and as I still have my crown I’m a happy camper. But when it comes down to it, David Hunter didn’t beat Holden Ross tonight. David Hunter and Tyler Scott beat Holden Ross. So the way I see it, Tyler sought fit to stick his nose in my business. That means I’ve got business with him. Tyler sought fit to cost Holden a fair shake at the title. That means I’ve got business with Holden. Once the two of them are done scrapping it out at Collision Course, I have no problem giving either of them a shot at the crown.
David spits to his left, sending a bloody wad into a nearby trash can.
Cameraman: Speaking of Collision Course, at that event you are scheduled to defend your title against Winston Wilson and Muscles Malone. Any thoughts on that?
David Hunter: Winston Wilson’s a big bastard. I haven't talked to the guy personally but he seems like a cool cat. He’ll make the match interesting, for sure, but if he thinks size or luck with the ladies means anything to me or makes any difference, look no further than our opponent Muscles Malone. Yeah I got respect for him after he won the title, but that doesn’t mean I don’t think the guy’s an asshole. Way I see it I’m lookin at two guys who are gunning for my championship. This championship earns me money, something I desperately need right now. This means that Collision Course is a two-force front for me. My attention will be focused on Muscles and Wilson, and when I retain my championship, I hope that both of them are able to walk out of the arena on their own accord.
David spits another bloody wad into the trash can.
David Hunter: I’ll also be keeping an eye on Tyler Scott and Holden Ross. I know respect’s a lost art in this business, but I hope Holden has some of it somewhere in that fucked up mind of his. I have no doubt Holden is still as pissed as he has been, but I do hope that Holden wins and makes Tyler Scott regret his decision to interfere in our business. Because when he does, I want Holden nice, ready, and of sound mind when I face him next, and I will be facing him again. And when I beat Holden once more to retain my championship, I want it put on record that Holden...has no more excuses.
The medical official pops into frame, damp wash cloth in hand.
David Hunter: I think the doc’s calling it quits on the interview. Thanks for the questions.
The camera’s feed fades away as the official approaches David.