Post by 𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗙𝗔𝗜𝗥 on Oct 4, 2020 16:15:10 GMT
Conor was unamused, completely and entirely unamused with this concept. The first thing he’d seen upon the arrival to his lawyers office was some flyers they’d sent over for him to hand out to people. What the hell? Since when was he in charge of their advertising? What kind of two bit joint was this?
MAYFAIR:
“I completely despise everything about this and its concept.”
“I know.”
MAYFAIR:
“I vehemently disagree with everything in regards to it.”
“I know.”
MAYFAIR:
“What do I fucking care about their stupid fucking flyers?”
“Conor, I know.”
MAYFAIR:
“They can shove them up their fucking arse for all I bloody care…”
“Noelle will be there.”
MAYFAIR:
“And?”
“You ‘fancy’ her I think you said.”
MAYFAIR:
“Regardless, what sort of company am I working for that would have me do their advertisements?”
“Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem like there’s a way around it…”
MAYFAIR:
“Ugh. Fine, give me the stupid fucking flyers and get out of my way.”
“Fine, fine! Just stop being angry!”
MAYFAIR:
“I’m not angry, Erin! This is how I fucking talk! Are you taking the piss out of all this right now?”
“I’m not taking the piss! I don’t even know what taking the piss means, are they piss testing?! Do you need help?”
MAYFAIR:
“I work for Cheap Pops Wrestling, does it sound like they piss test?”
“No.”
MAYFAIR:
“Then no. Now go hand them out, I’m out of town this weekend so, stay out of trouble. I can’t bail you out.”
Conor grunted and took the flyers and wandered out of the room, leaving the woman who had been identified as Erin sitting there. This woman was his lawyer who had gotten him out of many jams in the past thanks to his er, anger related issues, which he claimed to not have. Somewhere along the line though, Conor had developed a close friendship… or whatever one would call it with her.
In a few days, Conor was handing out fliers on the streets like some sort of commoner, the thought alone disgusted him. He was a devil, a villain, he deserved to be doing more. He needed more. So as the day went on, hundreds of fliers handed out, the more disheveled and annoyed he began to look.
Eventually, people would get the following response when inquiring about his fliers.
MAYFAIR:
“Come to this Carmageddon nonsense, or I’ll fucking kill you and defile your corpse.”
Repeated to the horror of several people to the point you’d have thought he was a member of the Genocidal Hate Brigade. The mistake he had made was repeating this message in the same part of town to several men and women, and ultimately…
Ultimately he would land in jail. His lawyer having ended up breaking away from her weekend engagements to bail him out, but it would take some time… But this left him in a cell, somehow his flyers had ended up scattered amongst cops and people of the jail… so they were handed out at least but… well, it wasn’t going to be the greatest clientele.
Fortunately, when they learned this was for a wrestling show, ultimately, and thanks to having a good lawyer… actually allow him to film a piece here!
We open with Mayfair standing behind the jail doors bars, hair hanging down and he looked disheveled.
MAYFAIR:
“I am a devil standing in his cage at this very moment but I will soon be free, I will soon walk outside of these walls again, free from any and all constraints. The constraints of this cell, the constraints this so-called company placed upon me with their nonsensical fliers. I will be free…
I will have the freedom to do what comes necessary to you, Naty Zenigata.
You see Natsuko, you have something I want. Not a possession, not a accolade, but you have a zero in loss column when it comes to wrestling in this company… And to me, there is no greater achievement available to me as an option on this particular piece of programming we’re set to participate in than becoming the ‘1’. The one to make you understand what it feels like to pick up a head full of steam and walk into a new wrestling arrangement only to stand face to face with someone with zero mercy.
I am trapped in a cage right now… but come Cheap Pops Volume 1. You will be the one trapped in the cage… with the devil himself.”
Static.