*Scene*
::In the early morning hours Enforcer is sitting in a chair on the patio deck of his Sagaponack, New York vacations home. He is wearing a black on blue OPW T-shirt and black shorts. He has a cup of coffee in front of him on the table next to his cell phone.::
Enforcer: What the hell is going on here? I got cheated out of becoming the World Television champion and now I have to face a deluded narcissist who is quite fond of plus size girls. Before I get to Mr. Lance let me just promise you, Mr. Sinatra, you got one over on me. Touche. But let me just let you know you haven’t seen the last of me and if you are somehow Television champion when I circle back to you I will rectify this loss to you by getting a win over you and possibly even take that World Television title but I must digress from this loss to focus on Arthas Lance. I have seen many guys like you, Mr. Lance. To think you might have a unique bone in your body would be another lie you have told yourself and outright laughable. Now you and I are in a top contenders match to determine who will get a shot at the Old Glory title after Imperial Insanity. I honestly would love to have another championship reign under my belt but the world knows that my friend and sometime tag team partner Vin Halsted is in the semi finals to crown the first Old Glory champion. If we each make it through as champion and challenger respectfully we would no doubt have a hell of a match that would be an instant classic.
::Enforcer picks up his coffee cup and takes a sip of coffee. He then puts the coffee mug back down on to the table.::
Enforcer:I have been sitting here thinking to myself, going over my first month here in EWF and have come to the conclusion that the EWF is ripe for the picking. That’s right, I said ripe for the picking. Because we have talent here in the EWF who is conforming to the low expectations that has been set by a few people who have quickly become too comfortable around here. The only way I’ll be comfortable around here is if I have championship gold to carry around. All these belligerent recalistrents on the roster would like to be the face of this company. The person that fans identify with when they hear of EWF, watch an EWF Revolution or pay per view. That is irrelevant to me because as the entire world already knows I’m all about money and championships. We get that by taking what we want and when taking what we want we have to color outside the box a little. What all the cretinous humanoids who think they have everything in the EWF let me just give you a warning that things will start to go sideways for this promotion very soon. All we’ll need is a minute and we will shake things up around here. Because my wife, Justice, Vin, nor myself likes just sitting on the sidelines. Justice has a shot at the Women’s title next month against Ms. Everett while Vin will be taking home the Old Glory title at the conclusion of this tournament.
::::Enforcer stands up and walks down the stairs of the patio on to the beach just behind his home.::
Enforcer:Each and every wrestler wants to be the World Heavyweight champion and despite being the greatest person to ever live I am no difference then the unwashed masses in that aspect. The gentlemen bickering like school girls over the World title right now should know that I have been keeping an eye on the World title situation and when deem it the right time to strike I certainly will.
::Enforcer’s cell phone starts ringing. Enforcer looks at his caller ID to see Justice Orton-Cross is calling to Facetime with him. Enforcer answers the phone.::
Justice Orton-Cross:Good morning, babe.
Enforcer:How has your morning been so far? How has your trip to St. Louis to see your parents?
Justice Orton-Cross:The trip has been going well. Ian always enjoys coming here.
Enforcer:Yeah, because your parents spoil the hell out of him.
Justice Orton-Cross:I know you didn’t have a normal family upbringing but that is what grandparents do. They spoil their grandkids. Not to mention that he got to see some of his cousins. So, we both have enjoyed the trip.
Enforcer:I’m glad you two are enjoying yourself. The normal family upbringing comment was a bit much.
Justice Orton-Cross:It had to be said.
Enforcer:Point taken.
Justice Orton-Cross: We are going to be flying out of St. Louis early this afternoon.
Enforcer:Wonderful. I have missed you both.
Justice Orton-Cross:We miss you too. I’ll text you just before we take off and we will see you tonight.
Enforcer:Great. I love you.
Justice Orton-Cross:I love you too.
::Enforcer hangs up his phone and puts the phone into his pocket.::
Enforcer:The repetitive ignorance by the EWF roster needs to be shut down and eliminated. That is something WE will gladly do. It starts with Mr. Lance at Revolution and will go until the roster has been vaccinated of it’s infection. When the vaccination is complete WE will hold all of the EWF championships and trust me when I tell you all that we have the talent in the ring, on the mic, and the numbers to not only fight this battle but outright win and dominate this battle. Then the EWF will be a truly dominant promotion that will rule over this business. I hope you have enjoyed your time with us in EWF thus far, Mr. Lance. By the time the new week starts you will have been expunged from the EWF and back in your double wide, looking at your beer belly, and your clown of a wife who can pass for John Wayne Gacey when he is dressed up as a clown.
::The camera fades to black as Enforcer continues to walk down the beach.::
