Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2016 14:05:15 GMT -6
Avery is sitting in his office talking on his black office phone. #AllOfficePhonesMatter. He's nodding as if there person was in the same room, however, he's alone on the phone at 11:30 at night. Seth comes into the office without knocking, like a dick, and interrupts the conversation. Avery tries to quickly end the phone call because Seth is sort-of in love/hero-worships the man on the other end and Avery doesn't want anyone to know he's talking to #YouKnowWho. (Seriously, we all know who it is but I'm going to keep not referencing his name as if you give a shit, and I'm like this creative badass writer. (I'm not.)
Colt: Chase has this new idea, and he wants to run it by you. I think it's kind of crazy, and dumb, but he thinks it can work.
Avery: Oh god, what it is?
Colt: He wants to just spear Jessica Buck.. a lot.
Avery: Yeah, work her down, fatigue her a bit, and give her like one or two spears?
Colt: No. He wants to just give her a spear. Then give her another spear. Then wait until she gets up and give her another spear.
Avery: Wait, what?
Colt: Then like three more spears after that.
Avery: Why?
Colt: He's going mental, bro.
The two leave the office and go to the training ring where Chase is sweating bullets and tired as fuck but he keeps hitting this 200 pound bag with a spear.
Avery: What is going on?
Jackson: I JUST WANT TO SPEAR HER OVER AND OVER!
Avery: Why?
Jackson: BECAUSE FUCK THIS PLACE DUDER. IM TIRED OF ALWAYS BEING CLOSE BUT NEVER GETTING WHAT I WANT!
Avery: You have to work for it, you have to show dedication! You can't just phone things in at the last minute!
Jackson: SCREW IT. IM JUST GOING TO HIT HER WITH A BUNCH OF SPEARS AND FUCKING TAKE THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP FROM HER AND RUIN HER NIGHT!
Avery: Okay, but what is with the yelling? Calm down bro.
Jackson: NOPE. NOT CALMING DOWN. IM FUCKING OVER IT. SO OVER DUDER.
Colt: Yeah, you are.
No one got the reference, but Seth is implying that Chase is over brother jack dude.
Avery: Just relax.
Jackson has had enough and takes the practice bag dummy and throws it out of the ring and then he jumps out of the ring and storms off and walks into the locker room. You can hear Jackson in there banging around in the lockers and probably punching stuff. Avery and Seth have a quick talk but then decide that maybe training is over for the week and Chase should just be ready for tomorrow nights Beachmania PPV! That's when Avery goes into the office and grabs his cell phone to text #YouKnowWhoButDon'tGiveAFuck, and Seth slowly opens the locker room door to see Chase putting something into his ass cheek.
Colt: BRO WHOA.
Jackson: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE DUDER THIS ISNT FOR YOU!
Jackson turns around and kicks the door closed on Seth's face and Seth's reaction is shocked. Seth mumbles to himself.
Colt: Was that.. steroids?
We fade out.
Colt: Chase has this new idea, and he wants to run it by you. I think it's kind of crazy, and dumb, but he thinks it can work.
Avery: Oh god, what it is?
Colt: He wants to just spear Jessica Buck.. a lot.
Avery: Yeah, work her down, fatigue her a bit, and give her like one or two spears?
Colt: No. He wants to just give her a spear. Then give her another spear. Then wait until she gets up and give her another spear.
Avery: Wait, what?
Colt: Then like three more spears after that.
Avery: Why?
Colt: He's going mental, bro.
The two leave the office and go to the training ring where Chase is sweating bullets and tired as fuck but he keeps hitting this 200 pound bag with a spear.
Avery: What is going on?
Jackson: I JUST WANT TO SPEAR HER OVER AND OVER!
Avery: Why?
Jackson: BECAUSE FUCK THIS PLACE DUDER. IM TIRED OF ALWAYS BEING CLOSE BUT NEVER GETTING WHAT I WANT!
Avery: You have to work for it, you have to show dedication! You can't just phone things in at the last minute!
Jackson: SCREW IT. IM JUST GOING TO HIT HER WITH A BUNCH OF SPEARS AND FUCKING TAKE THE TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP FROM HER AND RUIN HER NIGHT!
Avery: Okay, but what is with the yelling? Calm down bro.
Jackson: NOPE. NOT CALMING DOWN. IM FUCKING OVER IT. SO OVER DUDER.
Colt: Yeah, you are.
No one got the reference, but Seth is implying that Chase is over brother jack dude.
Avery: Just relax.
Jackson has had enough and takes the practice bag dummy and throws it out of the ring and then he jumps out of the ring and storms off and walks into the locker room. You can hear Jackson in there banging around in the lockers and probably punching stuff. Avery and Seth have a quick talk but then decide that maybe training is over for the week and Chase should just be ready for tomorrow nights Beachmania PPV! That's when Avery goes into the office and grabs his cell phone to text #YouKnowWhoButDon'tGiveAFuck, and Seth slowly opens the locker room door to see Chase putting something into his ass cheek.
Colt: BRO WHOA.
Jackson: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE DUDER THIS ISNT FOR YOU!
Jackson turns around and kicks the door closed on Seth's face and Seth's reaction is shocked. Seth mumbles to himself.
Colt: Was that.. steroids?
We fade out.