Post by teeyoutee on Mar 8, 2021 1:43:25 GMT
* It’s a joyous occasion for everyone in cheap pops. From vets to up and comers, the stars align at this blue carpet as people begin lining in.*
??: Good showing for uncle Tony. Good, it’s all according to plan.
*A deep voice seemingly comes out of nowhere, panning back to find a large, rather dapper looking Samoan man standing tall among his peers. It’s none other than the blue chipper, TUT greeting everyone with his smile. His size alone causes eyes to slowly drift his way but the way he seems to carry himself begins to cause whispers among the people in attendance. A plucky doe-eyes reporter hops his way with his phone pointed right at him as if he were looking to ask him something.*
Reporter: Mark Leiberman for ProWrestlingForUs.Net here and I’d like to know why exactly you’ve decided to make your way to cheap pops.
TUT: It’s not a secret that Mr. Russo and my family have been very close to each other for a long time. My folks would even call him a distant relative.
*‘Distant relative’ was an understatement, Russo was known as Uncle Tony in the household for generations at this point. TUT knew that and the smirk on the reporter’s face let him know that he also knew.*
Reporter:That’s interesting. The way I and many people see it is that he’s doing you a favor by hiring you here.
*Thompson chuckles at the reporter. ‘The balls on this guy’ he thinks to himself.*
TUT: Well, if that were true, don’t you think I’d be doing something much more comfortable than putting my body on the line against Zeke Davis? Don’t you think I’d be running the books or maybe dealing with the production here?
*He huffs, clearly falling for the reporter’s trap; or so it seems.*
TUT: Mark, was it?
Reporter: Yes.
TUT: Hm, well lemme let you in on a little secret. Off the record.
*Teddy hunches over to whisper in the reporter’s ear.*
TUT: Wrestling? Beating people to a bloody pulp? This is what I do. This is what my family does. The reason why Tony would even hire me here is because I’m very good at what I do.
*Thompson stands back up and pats the reporter on the shoulder, smirking devilishly at his much smaller counterpart.*
Reporter: That’s fine, I guess. Let’s move on to uhhh, Zeke Davis. Zeke Davis is known for pushing buttons whilst also being one of the best wrestlers on the roster.
TUT: I’ll stop you right there. Zeke Davis can be good at times. He’ll show you signs of what he can do and what he can be, but his greatest hits ain’t over here. He’s been a very good wrestler elsewhere but we don’t get paid to talk about or work elsewhere. Regardless of his success in other companies, he’s one of those guys that play a lot here. That’s nothing to take from the guy, he’s actually one of my favorites here. I’d praise him more if he wasn’t the man put in my way and that’s a roll of bad luck for the guy.
*As soon as TUT stops speaking, all we see is a masked man revving up a 4-wheeler on the blue carpet. He speeds down the carpet and the people start to move out of the way, all but one caramel skinned blue haired damsel in distress. Ted sees this and darts across the carpet, leaping in harm’s way to shove her out of it. The large man then rolls out of the way and the masked man ends up crashing into a nearby wall, hopping off of the ATV before stumbling into the darkness. TUT runs over to the downed woman and gets down to a knee whilst carefully cradling her head up off of the ground. Besides a few scrapes and bruises, she’s untouched.*
Woman: You saved me. *She says with a breathless gasp as she stares up at the guy who just risked his life for her.*
TUT:I just saw what was happening and reacted…
“HE SAVED HER!” “He’s a hero!”
Collective murmuring starts to build amongst media and fans alike, prompting a loud round of applause that has mostly everyone participating. TUT then lifts the blue haired woman’s head up and softly whispers in her ear.
TUT:*whispering* Think they bought it?
Woman: *whispering* Baby, they’re gonna be eating out of the palm of your hands.
It was all according to plan.
??: Good showing for uncle Tony. Good, it’s all according to plan.
*A deep voice seemingly comes out of nowhere, panning back to find a large, rather dapper looking Samoan man standing tall among his peers. It’s none other than the blue chipper, TUT greeting everyone with his smile. His size alone causes eyes to slowly drift his way but the way he seems to carry himself begins to cause whispers among the people in attendance. A plucky doe-eyes reporter hops his way with his phone pointed right at him as if he were looking to ask him something.*
Reporter: Mark Leiberman for ProWrestlingForUs.Net here and I’d like to know why exactly you’ve decided to make your way to cheap pops.
TUT: It’s not a secret that Mr. Russo and my family have been very close to each other for a long time. My folks would even call him a distant relative.
*‘Distant relative’ was an understatement, Russo was known as Uncle Tony in the household for generations at this point. TUT knew that and the smirk on the reporter’s face let him know that he also knew.*
Reporter:That’s interesting. The way I and many people see it is that he’s doing you a favor by hiring you here.
*Thompson chuckles at the reporter. ‘The balls on this guy’ he thinks to himself.*
TUT: Well, if that were true, don’t you think I’d be doing something much more comfortable than putting my body on the line against Zeke Davis? Don’t you think I’d be running the books or maybe dealing with the production here?
*He huffs, clearly falling for the reporter’s trap; or so it seems.*
TUT: Mark, was it?
Reporter: Yes.
TUT: Hm, well lemme let you in on a little secret. Off the record.
*Teddy hunches over to whisper in the reporter’s ear.*
TUT: Wrestling? Beating people to a bloody pulp? This is what I do. This is what my family does. The reason why Tony would even hire me here is because I’m very good at what I do.
*Thompson stands back up and pats the reporter on the shoulder, smirking devilishly at his much smaller counterpart.*
Reporter: That’s fine, I guess. Let’s move on to uhhh, Zeke Davis. Zeke Davis is known for pushing buttons whilst also being one of the best wrestlers on the roster.
TUT: I’ll stop you right there. Zeke Davis can be good at times. He’ll show you signs of what he can do and what he can be, but his greatest hits ain’t over here. He’s been a very good wrestler elsewhere but we don’t get paid to talk about or work elsewhere. Regardless of his success in other companies, he’s one of those guys that play a lot here. That’s nothing to take from the guy, he’s actually one of my favorites here. I’d praise him more if he wasn’t the man put in my way and that’s a roll of bad luck for the guy.
*As soon as TUT stops speaking, all we see is a masked man revving up a 4-wheeler on the blue carpet. He speeds down the carpet and the people start to move out of the way, all but one caramel skinned blue haired damsel in distress. Ted sees this and darts across the carpet, leaping in harm’s way to shove her out of it. The large man then rolls out of the way and the masked man ends up crashing into a nearby wall, hopping off of the ATV before stumbling into the darkness. TUT runs over to the downed woman and gets down to a knee whilst carefully cradling her head up off of the ground. Besides a few scrapes and bruises, she’s untouched.*
Woman: You saved me. *She says with a breathless gasp as she stares up at the guy who just risked his life for her.*
TUT:I just saw what was happening and reacted…
“HE SAVED HER!” “He’s a hero!”
Collective murmuring starts to build amongst media and fans alike, prompting a loud round of applause that has mostly everyone participating. TUT then lifts the blue haired woman’s head up and softly whispers in her ear.
TUT:*whispering* Think they bought it?
Woman: *whispering* Baby, they’re gonna be eating out of the palm of your hands.
It was all according to plan.