Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:51:40 GMT
The lights and the feeling of the room is great tonight as Tool’s Stink fist softly plays in the back ground. It’s a few hours till the show begins. and a happy Chamber and his young wonderfully girl friend Julie Ann are in the locker room enjoying the fruits of his labor. The pain of his leg is a distance memory right now.
Chamber stands in front of Julie Ann who is sitting down in a chair. He has one title on his shoulder and the other around his waist.
“Now, should I wear the Championship title and hold the tag title, or go about it the other way?”
“No....Not like that.” Julie says
“Okay.” Chamber says who then puts the tag title around his waist as well. “Now?”
“NO! That looks gay.”
“Right.” So chamber takes the tag title off. He snaps the strap back up and places it around his neck like Buh Buh Dudley does. “Now?”
“NO! To red neck like.” Julie says.
“Okay, Then how do you think I should carry both titles to the ring tonight then?” Chamber asks
Julie thinks for a minute. “How about just putting one on one shoulder, and the other over the other.”
“Like this?” Chamber says. He then puts the IWA title over his right shoulder, the tag title over his left.
“NO, Switch them.”
Chamber switches them.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Julie says. “Now the IWA title is over your heart.”
“Ahh, I see your point.” Chamber turns and faces the mirror. “Holding two titles is going to be such a drag. HEY! I know! How about I get the two midgets to help me, they could each carry a title for me down to the ring.”
“Let’s not and say we did.” Julie says.
“It was just a idea.”
“No, A two time champion doesn’t need anyone carrying his belt for him. And the way you have it, is just fine.” Julie says who is, despite the outcome of the match, is proud of her man. And Chamber is happy and chuckles from time to time about the ending of the match. All is fine till Tom Prince walks in.
“Champ! Can I get a word with you!” Tom says as he just walks into the place like he owns it or something. But today is a special day, and not even Tom can rain on Chamber’s day.
“I really wish you would knock Tom. Didn’t we talk about this last week?” Chamber says.
“Yes, I know, But I have been tracking you down all week long to get your thoughts about the match against Wilburman and the outcome of the match.”
“You worry to damn much Tom.”
“I know, but this is huge!”
“I’m sure it is.”
“So what is next? A rematch? What about the fact that you didn’t win the match?”
Chamber gives Tom a cold stare. “Tom, what are ya, a retard?”
“No, Why?”
“Cause you fool, Who had who’s hand raised in victory last night?”
“You did.” Tom says.
“So when the ref made his descion, who won?”
“You did?” Tom says.
“So Tom, Don’t you think your statement makes no since? What about the fact that I didn’t win the match is a stupid question Tom, Cause you just said I won the match, and now you are going against what you just said.”
“I know what I said, But in all fairness, “ Tom begins before Chamber cuts him off.
“In all fairness Tom, Shut up. The whole world saw Wilburman climb to the top of that ladder and grab the title, and he thought he won. That was his mistake. He thought. But like we saw a few minutes before hand, Those “specially made ladders of Amy’s” weren't going to hold me. That is why I have 23 stables in my leg. So I had to do something about that. I had to overcome that little problem. And like my daddy always said, “Win smarter, not harder.”
Tom stands there listening to all of this. “So you admit to not winning the match?”
“Wrong again Tom.”
“Well you just said...”
Chamber puts up his right hand. “Tom, Who won the match, who’s hand did the ref hold up and who did Julie announce was the winner of the match?”
“You.”
“So how can you stand there and say I didn’t win the match?”
“Well Wilburman.....” Tom starts to say, but again cut short.
“Doesn’t matter. The fact remains, when you look in the record book, you will see my name as the winner, Not Wilburman’s. So as far as I’m concerned, Will can go blow his crying out of his ass. He lost, again, to the Master. He might have tossed me around in the ring, and even you said it Tom. The longer that match went on, The better I got. I had that whole match scouted. I just sat back, took his beating, waited for him to tire as his ring rust and his inactive ass of late got worn down and gave out on him. Then I took over and kicked his ass from one end of the ring to the other.”
“Okay. You did end up winning the match. But you didn’t climb the ladder and get that belt.”
“Lets not go over this again Tom. I’m in a very good mood and I don’t need you ruining it on me.”
“Fine. I guess the last question about this whole title match is, Will there be a rematch?”
“Only if Wilburman wants his ass kicked again, there will be.”
Tom looks at Chamber. “One last question. Now that you are the Champion, what is next? Going to defend it?”
Chamber chuckles. “Do you think I am Wilburman. Win the title and high tail my ass out of town and over sea’s for some retarded stupid shit instead of staying here and defending this title? Yes Tom. I will be defending it. In fact this Sunday in fact. I’m a fighting champion. And this title will be defended and I will with each match, show everyone around here why I am a two time champion and the Master.”
“You are you going to defend it against? Cyril?”
“You’ll have to wait and see. A little ladder Tom, Better get your self a seat at ring side, as Donnie Cole and I stand in the ring and reflect on our great PPV. And then I will let the whole world know who will be the lucky man come Sunday.”
“What about Cyril?”
“Cyril can wait. I have a special plan for him.”
“Like what?”
Chamber pauses. Tom is starting to grate him. “Tom. This little bit is over. Now get!”
Tom’s all disappointed that he couldn’t get what Chamber had in mind for Cyril. But leaves anyway. When Tom is gone, Chamber and Julie start talking as the scene fades to black................................
Chamber stands in front of Julie Ann who is sitting down in a chair. He has one title on his shoulder and the other around his waist.
“Now, should I wear the Championship title and hold the tag title, or go about it the other way?”
“No....Not like that.” Julie says
“Okay.” Chamber says who then puts the tag title around his waist as well. “Now?”
“NO! That looks gay.”
“Right.” So chamber takes the tag title off. He snaps the strap back up and places it around his neck like Buh Buh Dudley does. “Now?”
“NO! To red neck like.” Julie says.
“Okay, Then how do you think I should carry both titles to the ring tonight then?” Chamber asks
Julie thinks for a minute. “How about just putting one on one shoulder, and the other over the other.”
“Like this?” Chamber says. He then puts the IWA title over his right shoulder, the tag title over his left.
“NO, Switch them.”
Chamber switches them.
“Yeah, that’s it.” Julie says. “Now the IWA title is over your heart.”
“Ahh, I see your point.” Chamber turns and faces the mirror. “Holding two titles is going to be such a drag. HEY! I know! How about I get the two midgets to help me, they could each carry a title for me down to the ring.”
“Let’s not and say we did.” Julie says.
“It was just a idea.”
“No, A two time champion doesn’t need anyone carrying his belt for him. And the way you have it, is just fine.” Julie says who is, despite the outcome of the match, is proud of her man. And Chamber is happy and chuckles from time to time about the ending of the match. All is fine till Tom Prince walks in.
“Champ! Can I get a word with you!” Tom says as he just walks into the place like he owns it or something. But today is a special day, and not even Tom can rain on Chamber’s day.
“I really wish you would knock Tom. Didn’t we talk about this last week?” Chamber says.
“Yes, I know, But I have been tracking you down all week long to get your thoughts about the match against Wilburman and the outcome of the match.”
“You worry to damn much Tom.”
“I know, but this is huge!”
“I’m sure it is.”
“So what is next? A rematch? What about the fact that you didn’t win the match?”
Chamber gives Tom a cold stare. “Tom, what are ya, a retard?”
“No, Why?”
“Cause you fool, Who had who’s hand raised in victory last night?”
“You did.” Tom says.
“So when the ref made his descion, who won?”
“You did?” Tom says.
“So Tom, Don’t you think your statement makes no since? What about the fact that I didn’t win the match is a stupid question Tom, Cause you just said I won the match, and now you are going against what you just said.”
“I know what I said, But in all fairness, “ Tom begins before Chamber cuts him off.
“In all fairness Tom, Shut up. The whole world saw Wilburman climb to the top of that ladder and grab the title, and he thought he won. That was his mistake. He thought. But like we saw a few minutes before hand, Those “specially made ladders of Amy’s” weren't going to hold me. That is why I have 23 stables in my leg. So I had to do something about that. I had to overcome that little problem. And like my daddy always said, “Win smarter, not harder.”
Tom stands there listening to all of this. “So you admit to not winning the match?”
“Wrong again Tom.”
“Well you just said...”
Chamber puts up his right hand. “Tom, Who won the match, who’s hand did the ref hold up and who did Julie announce was the winner of the match?”
“You.”
“So how can you stand there and say I didn’t win the match?”
“Well Wilburman.....” Tom starts to say, but again cut short.
“Doesn’t matter. The fact remains, when you look in the record book, you will see my name as the winner, Not Wilburman’s. So as far as I’m concerned, Will can go blow his crying out of his ass. He lost, again, to the Master. He might have tossed me around in the ring, and even you said it Tom. The longer that match went on, The better I got. I had that whole match scouted. I just sat back, took his beating, waited for him to tire as his ring rust and his inactive ass of late got worn down and gave out on him. Then I took over and kicked his ass from one end of the ring to the other.”
“Okay. You did end up winning the match. But you didn’t climb the ladder and get that belt.”
“Lets not go over this again Tom. I’m in a very good mood and I don’t need you ruining it on me.”
“Fine. I guess the last question about this whole title match is, Will there be a rematch?”
“Only if Wilburman wants his ass kicked again, there will be.”
Tom looks at Chamber. “One last question. Now that you are the Champion, what is next? Going to defend it?”
Chamber chuckles. “Do you think I am Wilburman. Win the title and high tail my ass out of town and over sea’s for some retarded stupid shit instead of staying here and defending this title? Yes Tom. I will be defending it. In fact this Sunday in fact. I’m a fighting champion. And this title will be defended and I will with each match, show everyone around here why I am a two time champion and the Master.”
“You are you going to defend it against? Cyril?”
“You’ll have to wait and see. A little ladder Tom, Better get your self a seat at ring side, as Donnie Cole and I stand in the ring and reflect on our great PPV. And then I will let the whole world know who will be the lucky man come Sunday.”
“What about Cyril?”
“Cyril can wait. I have a special plan for him.”
“Like what?”
Chamber pauses. Tom is starting to grate him. “Tom. This little bit is over. Now get!”
Tom’s all disappointed that he couldn’t get what Chamber had in mind for Cyril. But leaves anyway. When Tom is gone, Chamber and Julie start talking as the scene fades to black................................