Post by Dave on Mar 13, 2016 20:09:42 GMT
The scene opens in the office of D.C. Wiland. The man himself is sitting behind his table, dressed as always in a tailor made suit. He's nervously tapping a pen against the tabletop.
"The wrestling world is overflowing with promotions. Great promotions, to be fair. Guerreros of Lucha is trying to be one of those great promotions and so far they have done a fine job, because, well, they have signed me. But signing an ungodly awesome wrestling talent is just step one. Step two is use that talent right... and unfortunately, that's where Guerreros of Lucha has failed this time."
He angrily slams the pen onto the table.
"You, wrestling fan watching this video. You like to be the couch booker, right? Tell me, dear supporter, how would you book your show if you had mister D.C. Wiland on your card? What is that you say? You would put D.C. Wiland at the very top of the card? You would put him in a title match, you say? Gee, wrestling fan, you are absolutely correct! Because the last... Damn... Thing... You should do is put a grappling mastermind, a Five-Star-Match-Haver like D.C. Wiland in a contest such as... Exploding Cage Match. It pains me to even say those words together."
Wiland sighs and shakes his head.
"I am a wrestling artist. An advocate of pure grappling style that ends the match in the very center of the ring. Nothing has to break, nobody has to fly through tables or panes of glass, and most importantly, nothing and noone has to explode. Sure, I could have sat here all day and bitch about that match being put on in the first place. Or I could have used my money and power to persuade the GoL management to change the match. Hell, I can no show the whole card and let La Cucaracha make someone else explode. I could do all those things... and I won't. Let me explain why."
For the first time in the video, Deezy smirks.
"Good wrestlers excel in the types of matches they like. Hardcore wrestlers are only really good in No DQ bloodbaths, luchadors are, mostly, only really good in flippy matches with ladders and all that stuff... you know what makes a truly great wrestling superstar... like me? Truly exceptional superstars can step into a match they absolutely loathe... and STILL own it. That's exactly what I will do at Chapter Uno..."
Wiland stands up and walks towards the wall where all the titles and trophies he won are placed. He smirks as he points at the Hardcore Championship of the inactive HCWA.
"See this? This brings back some nice memories... it's the first title I won, four years ago. I marched into HCWA, green as grass, letting everyone know that I absolutely hate hardcore. I stuck myself in the face of Carson Gates, the Hardcore Champion and the biggest fan favorite, and I said I would beat him in his own game. And you know what? I did. I took him down, center of the ring, in a HARDCORE MATCH... and I tapped him out. The destiny of HCWA that followed is not relevant to the story, what is relevant is that I was able to take part in something as idiotic as a bloody hardcore match, against a hardcore icon no less, and win the whole thing. Stick it into the faces of those bloodthirsty rednecks some of us call "fans". At Chapter Uno, even if a belt is not on the line this time, the history will repeat itself.
I know what my opponent is capable of. La Cucaracha, the ultimate underdog... She's known for turning some really critical situations around. Winning matches out of nowhere. Going for quick pins and roll-ups... I know who La Cucaracha is, because she is so desperately trying to be... me."
D.C. chuckles and nods.
"Seriously. For the brief period of time that we've been able to see her, she has utilized a mixture of technical wrestling and some pretty blatant cheating. That's kinda my thing, right? Well, there is one big, big difference. One big reason why I've been able to use it not just to win matches, but to slay giants, take home World titles and trophies. It's because I... am a bad guy. Even if La Cucaracha cheats and goes for cheap shots, people still cheer her, because she keeps acting so nice, high fives them, sucks up to them, hugs their kids... you get the memo. That's not, how it goes, Racha, that will take you nowhere. You see, to truly succeed using The Wiland Mix or technical greatness and cheats and roll-ups, you have to be a real baddie. You have to be a total bitch. I don't know if you're able to pull that off, I don't even know if you want, and honestly, I don't care... but when we enter that god damn exploding cage, I will definitely do all that is in my power to make you a bitch. MY bitch. I don't play a bad guy, baby girl, I am that bad guy. I am rudo... for... life."
Wiland winks at the camera as we fade to black.
"The wrestling world is overflowing with promotions. Great promotions, to be fair. Guerreros of Lucha is trying to be one of those great promotions and so far they have done a fine job, because, well, they have signed me. But signing an ungodly awesome wrestling talent is just step one. Step two is use that talent right... and unfortunately, that's where Guerreros of Lucha has failed this time."
He angrily slams the pen onto the table.
"You, wrestling fan watching this video. You like to be the couch booker, right? Tell me, dear supporter, how would you book your show if you had mister D.C. Wiland on your card? What is that you say? You would put D.C. Wiland at the very top of the card? You would put him in a title match, you say? Gee, wrestling fan, you are absolutely correct! Because the last... Damn... Thing... You should do is put a grappling mastermind, a Five-Star-Match-Haver like D.C. Wiland in a contest such as... Exploding Cage Match. It pains me to even say those words together."
Wiland sighs and shakes his head.
"I am a wrestling artist. An advocate of pure grappling style that ends the match in the very center of the ring. Nothing has to break, nobody has to fly through tables or panes of glass, and most importantly, nothing and noone has to explode. Sure, I could have sat here all day and bitch about that match being put on in the first place. Or I could have used my money and power to persuade the GoL management to change the match. Hell, I can no show the whole card and let La Cucaracha make someone else explode. I could do all those things... and I won't. Let me explain why."
For the first time in the video, Deezy smirks.
"Good wrestlers excel in the types of matches they like. Hardcore wrestlers are only really good in No DQ bloodbaths, luchadors are, mostly, only really good in flippy matches with ladders and all that stuff... you know what makes a truly great wrestling superstar... like me? Truly exceptional superstars can step into a match they absolutely loathe... and STILL own it. That's exactly what I will do at Chapter Uno..."
Wiland stands up and walks towards the wall where all the titles and trophies he won are placed. He smirks as he points at the Hardcore Championship of the inactive HCWA.
"See this? This brings back some nice memories... it's the first title I won, four years ago. I marched into HCWA, green as grass, letting everyone know that I absolutely hate hardcore. I stuck myself in the face of Carson Gates, the Hardcore Champion and the biggest fan favorite, and I said I would beat him in his own game. And you know what? I did. I took him down, center of the ring, in a HARDCORE MATCH... and I tapped him out. The destiny of HCWA that followed is not relevant to the story, what is relevant is that I was able to take part in something as idiotic as a bloody hardcore match, against a hardcore icon no less, and win the whole thing. Stick it into the faces of those bloodthirsty rednecks some of us call "fans". At Chapter Uno, even if a belt is not on the line this time, the history will repeat itself.
I know what my opponent is capable of. La Cucaracha, the ultimate underdog... She's known for turning some really critical situations around. Winning matches out of nowhere. Going for quick pins and roll-ups... I know who La Cucaracha is, because she is so desperately trying to be... me."
D.C. chuckles and nods.
"Seriously. For the brief period of time that we've been able to see her, she has utilized a mixture of technical wrestling and some pretty blatant cheating. That's kinda my thing, right? Well, there is one big, big difference. One big reason why I've been able to use it not just to win matches, but to slay giants, take home World titles and trophies. It's because I... am a bad guy. Even if La Cucaracha cheats and goes for cheap shots, people still cheer her, because she keeps acting so nice, high fives them, sucks up to them, hugs their kids... you get the memo. That's not, how it goes, Racha, that will take you nowhere. You see, to truly succeed using The Wiland Mix or technical greatness and cheats and roll-ups, you have to be a real baddie. You have to be a total bitch. I don't know if you're able to pull that off, I don't even know if you want, and honestly, I don't care... but when we enter that god damn exploding cage, I will definitely do all that is in my power to make you a bitch. MY bitch. I don't play a bad guy, baby girl, I am that bad guy. I am rudo... for... life."
Wiland winks at the camera as we fade to black.