HWA Message Board: Round Three

First we have some further musings from the mind of Tobias.

It's not just wrestling that he is interested in, no. Clearly he's interested in the safety of others.

Open scene.

We’re in a high-end sauna room.

Barring the camera crew, hopefully not perspiring to death is just one other occupant.

Tobias Clarke.

He has a towel draped to preserve his modesty, sitting as he is on the top bench of the sauna, all the better to both enjoy the heat of the sauna and to lord it over the camera crew who have to aim up at him.

With a dramatic sigh, he focuses on the camera.

(Tobias): Oh spare me the cutesy word salad there Redneck. And if not for my sake, then yours... any more mention of ‘family’ and Vin Diesel will have you for copyright infringement.

He chuckles at the idea of that happening, head rolling back slightly as a smile of satisfaction forms.

(Tobias): How you get the impression that I’m scared of you is beyond me? I mean, sure, I don’t want to catch whatever it is that you…

A shooing motion is made, as if to ward off a digital infection lest it transmit through the camera.

(Tobias): … and your inbred clan have, but am I scared of you? Buddy, I walked into the main event, I chased Stu-E Price out of this league and back to moping in pubs and filing his child support cheques with his benefit money. You struggle to open doors nevermind your ears…

Leaning in, the towel is at risk of exposing him.

Somehow, for us, for him, for the sake of the censors, it doesn’t.

(Tobias): So lemme do you a favour buddy. I’ll make it real easy… as easy as it’ll be when I pin you at Havoc… I’m the man that the younger you dreamed of, but could never achieve… neither could pops, neither could your step-sister, step-brother… brother’s cousin’s first f*ck buddy… urgh, whatever and however you lot are linked together…

He leans back, shuddering, even in the heat of the sauna.

(Tobias): You’re the one who’s afraid of me. Can’t beat me one on one and you and everyone else knows it.

Get used to looking up at me buddy, you’ll be doing so from flat on your back when I take the pinfall and then from the gutter when I take the world title.

With that, he dismisses the camera, as the scene fades to black.