Post by Troy Maddox on Jun 26, 2018 19:51:18 GMT -8
The scene opens as Troy sat in the #Fempire locker room. His girlfriend Alexandria sat at his side. She looked at him for a second having to move right in his field of view.
Alexandria: Listen to me Troy. You got this ok. I know when things start to weigh you down the words of your asshole father start to come up. But you’re better than him and you’re better than your opponents. Now get up and let the world know who Troy Maddox is…….NOW!!
Troy jumped a little as he looked around. The room was empty, it felt so damn real like she was right there. He sat in silence for a few more minutes thinking about everything he had to do and put up with leading up to this point. He stood up walking around for a moment before speaking. His tone wasn’t that of the normal Troy. He was serious right now
Troy: Shit, this whole Hollywood Honors Cup has been crazy. Matter of fact my entire time here in CWD has been…well…crazy. I walked in through those doors and signed my contract thinking I’m going to walk this journey alone. I was fine with that, my brothers were off doing their own thing. Then I just happen to find three women that I now look to as sisters. Talia Areano, Jazmi Davis and Mischa Killings. Together they built up a group where we can all be ourselves and felt I was good enough to be included and for that I will always be grateful. All of us have been in this tournament and I’m the last one standing. Now that don’t diminish the fight these ladies have shown at all. It only heightens the level of bullshit that Brittany Anders and Kendrick “Tampon” Cross have shown. They walk around like they own the place, like their the best. The moment something don’t go their way the victims come out to cry.
Troy stopped and looked around the locker room. He took a breath and shook his head. He hated having to say this but it was the truth.
Troy: Let me stop you there Brittany. Yes you beat me in the first round, but only due to outside interference paid for by your boyfriend. But hey in your mind…a win is a win right? But the suits in the back felt different about it. Giving me another chance to finish what I started. With all due respect Mr. Roerich, fuck that 20 G’s. Keep that money in your pocket. All I want to do right now is walk to that ring and kick this chick square in the teeth and walk out. Lets see just how “Hollywood” she can be with a jack up grill. Know what Brittany…fuck you. Fuck everything you do in life, fuck all that you stand for and fuck that bullshit Babes on the Boulevard!
He stopped putting his hands to his head trying to clam down. His hands slide down over his face as he takes in another deep breath.
Troy: With all that being said, there is another side to this match. “Deathwish” Hide Yamazaki. I don’t know pimp you watch a lot of Charles Bronson movies. Oh no….you liked that Bruce Willis joint. I thought it was alright myself. But that Bronson one. Woo man.. That’s the true “Death Wish”. Not this hype that covers himself in chains. Eh it don’t matter Hide…it don’t matter what you want to say or what those cards tell you. Want to know what they tell me? You a crazy idiot to believe any of that in the first place. Your going to let a card lead you into a fight you can’t win. Your just going to have to face the same thing as Anders and watch me become a champion. Question… Do you want to know why neither one for you will win? Let me show you.
Troy walked to the door opening to the sound of what seems like hundreds of people he had the camera man follow him down the hallway. He turned back walking backwards looking to the camera.
Troy: What Anders and Yamazaki fail to realize is when I thought I was walking in here alone. I really wasn’t. I got all kinds of people ready to hold me down. Be there for good and bad. Now granted most are closer and others but you can’t deny this.
Troy walked out to a gang of fans inside the CWD WAREHOUSE. The fans made sure he knew they supported him. They were paced in to the point they spilled out the doors. He took a mic from a crew worker and walked around the crowd of fans to the stage that was set up. First he stopped to speak with a few people.
Troy: What you got to say brah?
Man: Hey my name is Mike. I just want to say I drove all the way from Denver to watch this shit live. Cant wait to watch Mad Maddox kick ass. WOOOO!!!
Troy moved the mic to someone else and even received a kiss from a female fan. She took the mic and slurred her words clearly she had too much.
Troy: Thank you.
He took the mic as another fan pulled it toward him.
Woman: My name is Kim and I want to say I love you Troy. I want nothing more than to see you as our Hollywood Honors Champion! #FEMPIRE!
Troy smiled as he took the mic and walked up the stage.
Troy: This title is about Honor. Am I the most Honorable person on this roster? Fuck no, but I have the Honor and the Privilege of coming out into the ring to preform for these people who spend their money to see this company and the roster within. Everyone put that middle finger high in the air.
Troy put his arm up with his middle finger up and everyone in the crowd did the same.
Troy: Right now we putting the California Wrestling Division on notice that we not going to put up with a spoiled brat as champion. We not going to tolerate a chain wearing jackass as champion. Now throw them flags up!
In one motion everyone in the crowd help up #Fempire flags. Looking closer in the crowd you can see the other members standing with the people. Troy took a few steps back looked at everyone standing with him. He climbed up part of the stage and saw the same sight all the way in the back. Outside people held their flags up. Troy got down and smiled. He turned back to the camera.
Troy: Deathwish, Brittany get a good look at this. Take it all in. Cause when I see you two in the ring at Bash on the Boulevard! You won’t just be looking at me but you’ll see all these faces. You’ll hear all these voices and you’ll know they’re cheering me on. So bring your “A“ game. Hell bring the whole damn alphabet. Cause the only way either of you are walking out away from Hollywood Boulevard as champion is through me and through a hell of a lot of pissed off people.
Crowd: FEMPIRE! MADDOX! FEMPIRE! MADDOX!
Troy stood on the stage as everyone chanted. He looked to the camera and smiled before taking a running jump into the crowd as we fade to black.
Alexandria: Listen to me Troy. You got this ok. I know when things start to weigh you down the words of your asshole father start to come up. But you’re better than him and you’re better than your opponents. Now get up and let the world know who Troy Maddox is…….NOW!!
Troy jumped a little as he looked around. The room was empty, it felt so damn real like she was right there. He sat in silence for a few more minutes thinking about everything he had to do and put up with leading up to this point. He stood up walking around for a moment before speaking. His tone wasn’t that of the normal Troy. He was serious right now
Troy: Shit, this whole Hollywood Honors Cup has been crazy. Matter of fact my entire time here in CWD has been…well…crazy. I walked in through those doors and signed my contract thinking I’m going to walk this journey alone. I was fine with that, my brothers were off doing their own thing. Then I just happen to find three women that I now look to as sisters. Talia Areano, Jazmi Davis and Mischa Killings. Together they built up a group where we can all be ourselves and felt I was good enough to be included and for that I will always be grateful. All of us have been in this tournament and I’m the last one standing. Now that don’t diminish the fight these ladies have shown at all. It only heightens the level of bullshit that Brittany Anders and Kendrick “Tampon” Cross have shown. They walk around like they own the place, like their the best. The moment something don’t go their way the victims come out to cry.
Troy stopped and looked around the locker room. He took a breath and shook his head. He hated having to say this but it was the truth.
Troy: Let me stop you there Brittany. Yes you beat me in the first round, but only due to outside interference paid for by your boyfriend. But hey in your mind…a win is a win right? But the suits in the back felt different about it. Giving me another chance to finish what I started. With all due respect Mr. Roerich, fuck that 20 G’s. Keep that money in your pocket. All I want to do right now is walk to that ring and kick this chick square in the teeth and walk out. Lets see just how “Hollywood” she can be with a jack up grill. Know what Brittany…fuck you. Fuck everything you do in life, fuck all that you stand for and fuck that bullshit Babes on the Boulevard!
He stopped putting his hands to his head trying to clam down. His hands slide down over his face as he takes in another deep breath.
Troy: With all that being said, there is another side to this match. “Deathwish” Hide Yamazaki. I don’t know pimp you watch a lot of Charles Bronson movies. Oh no….you liked that Bruce Willis joint. I thought it was alright myself. But that Bronson one. Woo man.. That’s the true “Death Wish”. Not this hype that covers himself in chains. Eh it don’t matter Hide…it don’t matter what you want to say or what those cards tell you. Want to know what they tell me? You a crazy idiot to believe any of that in the first place. Your going to let a card lead you into a fight you can’t win. Your just going to have to face the same thing as Anders and watch me become a champion. Question… Do you want to know why neither one for you will win? Let me show you.
Troy walked to the door opening to the sound of what seems like hundreds of people he had the camera man follow him down the hallway. He turned back walking backwards looking to the camera.
Troy: What Anders and Yamazaki fail to realize is when I thought I was walking in here alone. I really wasn’t. I got all kinds of people ready to hold me down. Be there for good and bad. Now granted most are closer and others but you can’t deny this.
Troy walked out to a gang of fans inside the CWD WAREHOUSE. The fans made sure he knew they supported him. They were paced in to the point they spilled out the doors. He took a mic from a crew worker and walked around the crowd of fans to the stage that was set up. First he stopped to speak with a few people.
Troy: What you got to say brah?
Man: Hey my name is Mike. I just want to say I drove all the way from Denver to watch this shit live. Cant wait to watch Mad Maddox kick ass. WOOOO!!!
Troy moved the mic to someone else and even received a kiss from a female fan. She took the mic and slurred her words clearly she had too much.
Troy: Thank you.
He took the mic as another fan pulled it toward him.
Woman: My name is Kim and I want to say I love you Troy. I want nothing more than to see you as our Hollywood Honors Champion! #FEMPIRE!
Troy smiled as he took the mic and walked up the stage.
Troy: This title is about Honor. Am I the most Honorable person on this roster? Fuck no, but I have the Honor and the Privilege of coming out into the ring to preform for these people who spend their money to see this company and the roster within. Everyone put that middle finger high in the air.
Troy put his arm up with his middle finger up and everyone in the crowd did the same.
Troy: Right now we putting the California Wrestling Division on notice that we not going to put up with a spoiled brat as champion. We not going to tolerate a chain wearing jackass as champion. Now throw them flags up!
In one motion everyone in the crowd help up #Fempire flags. Looking closer in the crowd you can see the other members standing with the people. Troy took a few steps back looked at everyone standing with him. He climbed up part of the stage and saw the same sight all the way in the back. Outside people held their flags up. Troy got down and smiled. He turned back to the camera.
Troy: Deathwish, Brittany get a good look at this. Take it all in. Cause when I see you two in the ring at Bash on the Boulevard! You won’t just be looking at me but you’ll see all these faces. You’ll hear all these voices and you’ll know they’re cheering me on. So bring your “A“ game. Hell bring the whole damn alphabet. Cause the only way either of you are walking out away from Hollywood Boulevard as champion is through me and through a hell of a lot of pissed off people.
Crowd: FEMPIRE! MADDOX! FEMPIRE! MADDOX!
Troy stood on the stage as everyone chanted. He looked to the camera and smiled before taking a running jump into the crowd as we fade to black.
