Post by b3rt77 on Apr 22, 2007 9:28:16 GMT -5
Scene opens outside Ritalin’s dressing room as an interviewer is about to knock on his door and talk to him about his upcoming tag team match against Szaban and The reporter is wearing a dark blue suit with a white under shirt he speaks to the camera man for a second than knocks on Ritalin’s door about 2 seconds after the reporter knocks he hears a lot of banging sounds and Ritalin yelling “GOD DAMN IT!” then the door fly’s open and Ritalin is standing there with faded blue jeans and white air force ones and no shirt and glares at the reporter.
Ritalin:
WHY THE HELL ARE YOU BOTHERING ME?
Ritalin looks pissed and the tone and volume of his voice proves that fact even more. The reporter then speaks nervously.
Reporter:
I just wanted to talk to you about your recent matches and your upcoming matches.
Ritalin:
Then ask already I'm kind of busy in here.
All of a sudden you hear a woman’s voice come from inside the room.
Woman in the room:
Bert hurry up I’m getting lonely.
Ritalin:
You feel me now? So hurry up…she’s lonely.
Reporter:
Ok I'll try to make this a quick as possible…this week at Side Effect you and your tag team partner Prozac are facing World champion Szaban in a two on one handicap match…now what are your thoughts on this match?
Ritalin smiles then he looks up and down then at the reporter. He then brings his arms up and crosses them over his chest.
Ritalin:
Ok then lets look at the odds here…you have a fairly decent wrestler Szaban against possibly the greatest tag team in XVI today The Meds. Now it’s a two on one match up like you said I honestly think that this guy you people call your XVI champion doesn’t stand a chance in hell of winning this.
Ritalin nods at his own words. He believes he has a right to be cocky and he will show it a lot.
Reporter:
Well there is a reason he is the champ right now.
I slight laugh escapes Ritalins mought before he responds.
Ritalin:
Yeah there is and I will tell you why…its simple…he’s the champ now because he hasn’t fought me for it yet and once that happens trust me there will be a new champ…but that’s in the future we’re not quite there yet, but that day is rapidly approaching.
Reporter:
Well that has yet to be seen but I don't doubt it at all anyway I wish you and your partner the best of look in you match against him.
Ritalin takes a small breath of air threw his half closed lips.
Ritalin:
Luck won’t even be a factor in this match on our part…now if you insist on wishing someone luck go talk to your XVI champion.
The reporter chuckles at the response.
Ritalin
And Szaban if your listening then I want you to pay attention to this…YOU SUCK EGGS!
Just then Prozac walks by and stops in front of the reporter and turns his head towards him.
Prozac
What does that do for you? Does that blow your mind? That just happened!
Scene fades with Prozac continuing to walk down the hall and Ritalin going back in into his room and slamming the door in the reporters face.
Ritalin:
WHY THE HELL ARE YOU BOTHERING ME?
Ritalin looks pissed and the tone and volume of his voice proves that fact even more. The reporter then speaks nervously.
Reporter:
I just wanted to talk to you about your recent matches and your upcoming matches.
Ritalin:
Then ask already I'm kind of busy in here.
All of a sudden you hear a woman’s voice come from inside the room.
Woman in the room:
Bert hurry up I’m getting lonely.
Ritalin:
You feel me now? So hurry up…she’s lonely.
Reporter:
Ok I'll try to make this a quick as possible…this week at Side Effect you and your tag team partner Prozac are facing World champion Szaban in a two on one handicap match…now what are your thoughts on this match?
Ritalin smiles then he looks up and down then at the reporter. He then brings his arms up and crosses them over his chest.
Ritalin:
Ok then lets look at the odds here…you have a fairly decent wrestler Szaban against possibly the greatest tag team in XVI today The Meds. Now it’s a two on one match up like you said I honestly think that this guy you people call your XVI champion doesn’t stand a chance in hell of winning this.
Ritalin nods at his own words. He believes he has a right to be cocky and he will show it a lot.
Reporter:
Well there is a reason he is the champ right now.
I slight laugh escapes Ritalins mought before he responds.
Ritalin:
Yeah there is and I will tell you why…its simple…he’s the champ now because he hasn’t fought me for it yet and once that happens trust me there will be a new champ…but that’s in the future we’re not quite there yet, but that day is rapidly approaching.
Reporter:
Well that has yet to be seen but I don't doubt it at all anyway I wish you and your partner the best of look in you match against him.
Ritalin takes a small breath of air threw his half closed lips.
Ritalin:
Luck won’t even be a factor in this match on our part…now if you insist on wishing someone luck go talk to your XVI champion.
The reporter chuckles at the response.
Ritalin
And Szaban if your listening then I want you to pay attention to this…YOU SUCK EGGS!
Just then Prozac walks by and stops in front of the reporter and turns his head towards him.
Prozac
What does that do for you? Does that blow your mind? That just happened!
Scene fades with Prozac continuing to walk down the hall and Ritalin going back in into his room and slamming the door in the reporters face.