04-29-2015, 04:19 PM
Grime is standing with Brittany in front of a monitor as they wait for the arrival of someone they planned to meet with at Wednesday Night Warfare. Grime is approached by an XWF employee who informs him that Ray Tings has responded to his last promo from 30,000 feet. Grime gives the man a nod and the staff member walks away. Grime begins to research on his phone and finds the videos of Ray Tings' last comments. Grime looks down at Brittany.
Grime: Seems that our friend decided to open his mouth again about all these delusional ratings he brings to the X-treme Wrestling Federation, Britt.
Brittany: That's not fair! I was supposed to schedule my naps around that guy.
Grime chuckles and she smiles up at him. Grime takes out his phone, dials a number and waits for an answer. No one answers and he leaves a voice mail message.
Grime: Hey, Grime here. There is something I gotta take care of. I'll be back before the show begins where we planned to meet. I'll have Brittany send you a text to let you know where I'm at if you rather meet somewhere else.
Grime and Brittany walk off and head toward a guy with a camera. They ask the man to allow Grime to borrow it and Brittany bats her eyes at the man to get Grime what he asks for. The camera man nods and hands Grime the camera. Brittany kisses the XWF employee on the cheek and she latches onto Grime's arm again as they make their way to the parking lot. They find a good open spot between vehicles and Grime gives the camera to Brittany. They figure out how to get it turned on and Brittany holds the camera up for Grime.
Grime: First things first, I want to apologize to the entire XWF. I take respect seriously when it comes to a company that hands me a contract to sign. I decided it would be best not to use a man that works on the Wednesday Night Warfare show when it comes to responding to an opponent for Monday Madness. I just couldn't let his choice of words and massive delusional day dreams go. So rather than have an XWF employee hold the camera, I've decided an untrained camera woman is good enough for this.
Grime gives the camera a smirk and then begins to speak again.
Grime: Ray Tings. I've gotta you're...delusional. To think that HHH himself would come to you offering you a contract of seven figures has me rolling on the floor inside. But, why should I just be doing that inside. Give me a second...
Grime literally gets on the floor and starts rolling around on the ground. You can hear Brittany giggling. Grime rolls all the way over toward one vehicle and then rolls back all the way over to the next. He gives a mocking laugh as he reaches the second vehicle. He rolls back to where he'd been standing and gets back to his feet. He brushes off the dust that he accumulated from rolling on the ground and then begins to speak.
Grime: You talk about me putting people to sleep on an airplane. You make 9/11 jokes. The reason why I'm going from place to place is because I give my word to someone and keep my word. Not to mention I actually have a life rather than stick to one place. It's not that I don't care about the fans. I'm just not here to impress others with what I have to say. I'm here to impress by the way I will knock your teeth out.
Grime closes his fist and looks at it.
Grime: Fact be known, I have more ratings when I have my little alone time than you will ever bring to XWF...or any other company you seem to be obsessed with. Let me ask you something, Mr. Ray Ting Vibrator. Are you really running around pretending you have thousands of fans? Or is that just some sort of day dream that will never come true? I do get why you're actually touching their imaginary hands. Because you haven't had your hands on something in your entire life. I can understand that it is difficult for you to find it. Don't be so disappointed that it never made itself visible. I bet if we used something like the Hubble Telescope we might actually get a glimpse of something that we could actually say exists.
Grime scratches his chin like he's thinking and shakes his head.
Grime: No, probably not. I once did comment about the whole...mating beans if I found you in a vulnerable condition. But we don't really have to wait that long to see you going vulnerable. You've got a serious delusion state of mind of being vulnerable. You believe you're something you're not. You think you will do something you could never do in a million life times when it comes to beating me at any given time. But...really? HHH is in your fantasies now? That's really...pathetic.
Grime clicks his tongue on the roof of a mouth a few times.
Grime: Of all the people you bring HHH...hell even Vince McMahon shows up. It isn't that it just goes to show anything can happen in the X-Treme Wrestling Federation. Oh, no. It only means that you can think up anything in your imagination that brings the XWF to a roaring snore. But, you call me boring. You want to bring up alarm clocks? That's fine.
Grime gets a serious look on his face.
Grime: But, no alarm clock in the world will ever wake you up to reality, Ray. And there will not be enough smelling salts in the entire universe that will wake you up after I plant your head into the mat. I hope you've got a helmet, because you're definitely going to need it. In fact...since you enjoy fantasizing about putting HHH through a table...I think I can find a table to put you through...
Brittany snickers again and it makes Grime smile.
Grime: I was thinking...yeah, a plane flight can get a bit boring. Thank goodness it was a short one. But, I wasn't just preparing for a little promo from 30,000 feet. I was writing a song that will get more ratings for XWF than you ever will. So here it goes...
Grime clears his throat and starts to recite the song. His singing voice makes everyone glad he's not trying to become a professional singer.
Grime: I was lookin' out the window and what did I see? A little glass gnome jackin' off to me. I walk outside, and to my surprise. I cried, 'Oh my god I can't see anything, it was Mr. Ray Tings lookin' for his magic beans. I said to Ray Tings, 'what ya lookin' for?' He says, 'I need my phone to call the stork.' I tell him, 'hey, don't mean to bust your bubble, but you keep flappin' them lips you'll get yourself in trouble.' Mr. Ray Tings looked up at me and said, 'I'll get HHH and Vince McMahon, and you're gonna be dead.'
Grime crosses his arms in a mockery of a rap superstar. He gives the camera a nod and lifts his upper lip on one side like Elvis Presley. Brittany is laughing behind the camera. Grime gets suddenly serious again.
Grime: Ray, Ray, Ray. It doesn't matter what you bring to your imaginary mind. Whether it be HHH, Vince McMahon, or any other big time corporate business CEO. The end of the night, you're still going to have to walk away from Madness as a loser. I'm not here to give the fans a comedy routine, I'm not here to bring ratings. What I do in that ring to you, Griff, and Scully will bring the real ratings. That's where eyes are opened, Ray. Not in mere words. The ring is where it matters. And when you bring something that actually fits that ring...that brings what that ring deserves, then you can speak and maybe someone in their insanity will listen.
Grime clears his throat again and reaches into his left back pocket. He takes out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. He takes a cigarette out and lights up. He looks back at the camera and exhales before he speaks.
Grime: What are you going to think up next, Ray? Maybe the Jolly Green Giant? How about Jack and Jill? Maybe Las Vegas will build a new casino after the design of that jacket you wear. But, when that happens...it'll again be in your imagination and your dreams will be crushed when reality hits you and you look like you were scraped off the highway.
Grime takes another drag off his cigarette.
Grime: Toronto...
Grime exhales.
Grime: I'm headed to you after the show tonight.And I'm going to do you all a favor. And when I leave, Ray Tings will be next heard as a soprano.
Grime winks at the woman behind the camera and she takes that as the signal to shut the camera off and the scene goes black.
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