FIRESIDE The scene opens to show Matt Vaux, a recent acquisition of Tru Glory Wrestling. He is sitting in an antique chair next to a crackling fire and has a glass of rum in hand. There is a classy vibe to the room. It's crafted with a rich mahogany bookshelf with the works of Thompson, Poe and Locke as well as ancient looking texts of lesser known authors. Vaux would almost look distinguished himself if it weren't for his tattered jeans and faded Obey t-shirt. He must have broken in. The camera moves in and Vaux welcomes us with a smile and a raise of his glass.
"Hello TGW. Matt Vaux here." he says with a placating tone "Why don't you come in and stay a while? I mean we really should be getting to know each other, we're stuck together for a while now." He sips his rum and the fire continues to crackle.
"I think I'm going to like TGW, that's why I say that. Such interesting people are running around causing trouble, I can't help but take that as a challenge to up the ante."
Vaux reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded and worn piece of paper. "I mean look at these fuckers." The camera zooms in to show a publicity photo of The Keganation. "These guys are running TGW simply because there are three of them. They are causing shit left and right. It's riveting stuff."
Vaux rises and sips from his rum, he stokes the fire with a poker and then turns back to the camera. "But therein lies our problem. These Mick bastards seems to be in cahoots with my opponent for this week, Kung Fu Clemmens." That may take a moment to register with you, but he's referring to fellow newcomer, Shyla Clemmens. "That doesn't bode well for me."
"You see I don't like to brag but I am a fantastic wrestler. I may not look all that physically intimidating, but you don't have to be these days." He continues to stoke the fire.
"Wrestling is all about skill and mind power, not necessarily about size. In theory, Kung Fu Clemmens could beat me, my being bigger than her doesn't factor in. But in reality, I'm going to fucking murder her."
"I apologize. I don't want to assume that Clemmens is just some over inflated bimbo that I would walk all over but what else would she have me believe?" He's getting angry now, lookout. "The fact that she claims 'kung fu' strikes among her wrestling arsenal makes me wonder if TGW should administer an IQ test before signing new talent." Vaux sits back down in the chair and looks at the camera sympathetically, calming himself.
"Kung Fu Clemmens has yet to have her word on our match this week so I suppose it's not really fair to assume she is an idiot. She has lined herself up with the most dominant force in TGW within her first week and what have I done? I gave an old man a concussion by putting his head through a car window." Vaux chuckles to himself yet again "I guess we were both selfish on Animosity Kung Fu, you covered your ass for this week and I covered mine for the next few."
"But I, unlike you, made a statement. I showed this audience from the very get go that I will do what is necessary to succeed." He pauses. That old man was fully intent on disrupting the course of Vaux's career on Animosity, he believes this to be true.
"That miserable old bastard was trying to stand in my way so I hospitalized his geriatric ass. Kung Fu, you are trying to stand in my way and I'll assume that means that The Keganation is right there with you." He clears his throat. "So be it."
"Kegans. If what we saw last week was the beginnings of some bullshit alliance and you are looking to debut it on me, I would suggest reconsidering." The camera zooms in. "I make statements. No one makes their own at my expense." Vaux leans forward, getting even closer to the camera.
"Quite simply - get in my way. Get right in my face because there is no time like the present to get this shotgun party going. If I'm gonna be in TGW, I'm getting in deep - immediately."