AS8 - Frankie Smith vs. Carmen Bratchny (Non-Title Match)

[Phoenix]

Despite mysteriously disappearing in his match against Cougar on Meltdown, Frankie Smith has reappeared and is even more motivated for a match. This week, he will face former Elite X Champion Carmen Bratchny on Ascension, no title at stake, only pride. Bratchny's been on quite a roll since the Lethal Lottery, will Smith be the next victim of Bratchny's recent dominance or will the champion have some bragging rights to claim?

Deadline is Tuesday 15th December 23:59 EST

 

[Bozzaholic]

OOC: slightly rushed due to busy life with baby.... All should be back to normal soon

*The scene opens in a corridor backstage. Carmen Bratchny & Karen McKenzie can be seen briskly walking through the fluorescently lit passage way. They pass door after door before stopping and suddenly opening a generic looking dark wood one*

Karen: Remember Carmen, we have to nip this in the bud.

Carmen: No problem

*Carmen & Karen walk down another Corridor and though another generic looking wooden door. This time in to a small room. The room really isn’t much to shout about. The walls are a dirty magnolia, the floor is covered by an old red carpet and there is a TV in the corner of the room. Upon the magnolia walls there are shelves filled with various pieces of electrical equipment… Boom mics, Cameras, Various set props etc.*

Carmen: Hmm… no-one here…

Karen: Wait…

*Suddenly the door opens and a short, fat white man walks in to the room holding a donut*

Carmen: Excellent.

Man: [COLOR="DarkOrange]Huh?[/COLOR]

Karen: [COLOR="blue"]Do you know how to work a camera?[/COLOR]

Man: Umm… Yeah?

*Karen grabs one off of one of the shelves and tosses it to him. The man catches it but drops his do-nut, a slight look of disappointment spreads across his face*

Carmen: Forget it, I’ll get you a multipack when we’re done! Come with me…

*The Cameraman sets up his camera and follows Carmen & Karen as they once again briskly walks through the corridors of the WZCW backstage area.*

Karen: Who do you want?

Carmen: Klamour

*Carmen & Karen continue walking and soon approach a room signed “Johnny Klamour – Interviewer”

Carmen opens the door without knocking. Inside Johnny is seen asleep on an armchair, Carmen grabs the interviewer and pulls him to his feet*

Johnny: Huh, What?

Carmen: Grab a mic I want an interview

*Johnny quickly shuffles around the room trying to get himself camera ready, he opens a drawer on his dressing table and pulls out a mic, he then takes a swig from a water bottle and takes a deep breath*

Carmen: Camera’s rolling…

Johnny: Huh? Oh! Hi… umm WZCW fans I’m here with Carmen Bratchny… Carmen… Do you want to talk about your match last week on Meltdown?

Carmen: You’re damn right I do Johnny… You see I’m feeling quite confused… Karen read the internet earlier and noticed how everyone was saying how I intentionally injured Steamboat Ricky last week and how I went out of my way to soften him up for when I take his real world championship from him but this is not true

Johnny: Well you did injure him

Carmen: You and I both know that Steamboat Ricky entered the match on meltdown with an injury. We both know he injured himself last week before the match with me and Ty. And with that I’m feeling frustrated.

Johnny: Umm.. Why?

Carmen: Because I wanted to injure him properly. You see Steamboat Ricky is injured because of his own stupidity by entering the ring while already nursing an injury. I want Steamboat Ricky to be injured by his own stupidity by entering the ring with me full stop.

Johnny: Well you’re not fighting Ricky this week. You have Frankie Smith in a match… how do you feel about that?

Carmen: Well Frankie reminds me a little of myself…

Johnny: *Interrupting* What… An unstoppable force making his way to the top of WZCW by whatever means necessary?

Carmen: No… He’s the Elite X Champion. You see I’ve noticed Frankee Smith and the way he conducts himself around WZCW and I have to say that I don’t like it. Frankie is hot air, I’ve heard him say F this and F that and while that may sound intimidating in the playground… When you come to WZCW it doesn’t cut it and when you’re facing me you better remember your manners because I don’t take kindly to bad language and if Frankee Smith doesn’t like it then he can GET OVER IT

*Carmen shoves Johnny away and briskly walks off again with Karen & the cameraman*

Carmen: Now come you, we need to find you them donuts

*Scene fades*

 

[The Hiphopapotamus]

Anto is racing around backstage, frantically looking around, searching for something.

Anto: Frankie. Frankie. Where are ya mate?

He grabs a guy walking by by the shoulders, shakes him and stares in his face.

Have you seen Frankie?

Ther man shakes his head, and Anto pushes him away.

Frankie: Anto. Shut up. I'm alright. Just a bit of a hangover. That's all.

Frankie emerges from the janitor's closet, holding his head.

But, but you disappeared in the middle of the match.

Really? Shit, that must have been one wild night. So what do you want anyway? What's so important?

Your match atr Ascension. Your opponent is Bratchney.

The one with the girl's name?

Yeah him, Carmen. He's a formerElite X champion. the belt you-

Frankie interrupts.

Hold it there. the key there is former. As in used to be. As IN, not the champ. And just to refresh your memory, who is the current one. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am the Elite X champ. Like it or not.

Carmen thinks he can come back, and take me on. Hilarious. He's old news. He's dropped. And now to face him, I have to drop MY standards. Pathetic.

I also heard him mention something about your, eh, manners.

Manners? Manners? He wants manners, then he go to fucking dinner with old fucking women and have a nice fucking times talking about their fucking pension. I use whatever language I want, you cunt. I grew up in a society where it didn't matter what you said as long as you didn't mention the mother. Then there was war. So if you want to try and be my mother, and lecture me, get lost.

Now, onto more important things. The elite X league. I say more important, but I don't give a shit who I face. They're still going to lose. No matter who they are. They'll fall to the crushing force of the celts.

Are you sure man? He's pretty strong. He's known for being one of the best WZCW wrestlers ever.

Notice one of the best. You know why. Because I am the best.

A cocky smile goes across his face.

Now now. That's a bit steep.

Frankie doesn't hear him.

Jesus. My head's killing me. I'm going to go back to bed.

He walks into the locker room and lies on one of the benches, putting his head on his rolled up jacket.

He chuckles
Bratchney won't know what hit him. Then I'll show him manners.