Post by Samuel Chatman on Aug 28, 2022 23:11:54 GMT -5
After Showcase 37 goes off the air, Samuel Chatman is in a foul mood, and he storms up to the announce booth and slams his hands down on the table in front of Taj.
Samuel Chatman: “Yo, my man, make like a tree branch and fall back cause a hurricane has come to town. I want to discuss business with the pretty one 'cause if it’s anybody else, I’m liable to break something expensive or worse.”
With that, Sam snatches Taj’s headset, shoves him out of the way, and takes his seat next to Mason. He flashes a seductive grin her way and scoots closer to her.
Samuel Chatman: “What’s up, baby girl? Daddy’s here now, and your night just got a whole lot better.”
Mason Moore: “Well, if the stories I have heard are to be believed, Mr. Chatman, then screw the night being better, sweetie, 'cause I’m no meteorologist, but I’d say the forecast for the early morning is looking pretty good as well. But I don’t imagine that is the reason I had Johnny screaming in my headset a few moments ago informing us that you demanded this interview time, and while myself and a good chunk of the Outlaw Nation would love to believe that you came out here just to flirt with lil ole me.”
Samuel Chatman: “I can’t help you with the sound of Johnny screaming into your headset, but I can offer you a much more pleasing sound, my sexy ass voice. And while that isn’t exactly why I came down here, it’s something we can explore after the show, baby girl.”
But let’s really get into why I’m here. Unlike what that arrogant peacock Joe Montuori said about me earlier, I’m no kid or rookie in this business. I’ve been a champion in multiple companies over my career, and let’s not forget who came to who to get me back within this company. Johnny knew the potential I possess, and he knows exactly what I can do in that ring. So what’s up with me only having one fucking match since my return?
I made an impact during my first match back against Dark Tiger, and then I’m not booked on the next Showcase? Then tonight, JMont had his panties in a wad and refused to compete against me for no good reason. We were robbed, Mason, I was robbed, the fans were robbed, and I am not going to sit idly by and let this shit continue.
Mason Moore: “So wait, who do you hold responsible for these “oversights”?”
Samuel Chatman: “I don’t know who to blame, and I don’t really care. But I heard what Jonny Stylez said tonight about taking the bull by the balls and whatnot, so that’s what I’m out here doing, darling. Earlier, Hunter Valentyne had a target on his back, but now it is Necra that has that same target on her back as the X-KoRe Champion. I want that title, and I am coming for it. That’s right; I’m issuing an official challenge for the right to face Necra for the title at Heavy Is the C.R.O.W.N.
I don’t care if people say I’m jumping the line because that isn’t going to get you anywhere in the new OPW, fuck everyone else; I’m in this for myself. So if you’ve got what it takes, Necra, then we have a date. Don’t expect the usual Samuel Chatman date that I have with ladies. There will be no flowers, candy, or dinner and dick afterward. What you can expect is everything, including the kitchen sink, being thrown at you so I can take that title and show the world that I deserve to be here.”
Mason Moore: “Not to cut you off, because I was getting really, really hot over here, but it was just announced that on Showcase 38, you will be in a tag match. It will be the Legacy Champion Ricky Rodriguez and Apathy versus you and Necra.”
Samuel Chatman: “Not what I asked for, but I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth. This will give me a chance to see what she is capable of up close and in person. Lucky for us, the opps don’t seem like they will be the team to show each other any love during the match. I’m willing to bet they are willing to let each other get the dog piss beat out of the other, so it softens that person up for their title match at the upcoming PPV. Well, I’m guessing we might have that same problem, but I’ll be ready.
If I have to carry this match all on my own, so be it. It won’t be the first time, and it won’t be the last time that happens. I make this shit look good, Mason. If I have to, I will show the world why I am “The Lone Wolf”.”
Mason Moore: “Do you think the other team doesn’t want the victory just as badly?”
Samuel Chatman: “Mason, fuck the opps! I don’t give a shit about anyone in this match except for yours truly. Look, I’m not trying to be a dick, but the boss man is not looking for his roster to be on that sucker shit anymore. There is something I want, and Necra has it, so I gotta take it from her by any means necessary. If she gets lumped up, I’ll save her only when it’s necessary to get that “W”. I still want that win beside my name in the record books. If I gotta go through Ricky, Apathy, and Necra at Showcase 38, then that’s just what I’m gonna do. Now, what do you say we blow this joint, and we can talk about your next exclusive with the future of OPW.”
Samuel Chatman stands up and takes off his headset. He extends his hand to Mason Moore to help her out of her seat, and the two make their way up the ramp and backstage. Later, they are seen leaving the arena together and riding off into the night.
Samuel Chatman: “Yo, my man, make like a tree branch and fall back cause a hurricane has come to town. I want to discuss business with the pretty one 'cause if it’s anybody else, I’m liable to break something expensive or worse.”
With that, Sam snatches Taj’s headset, shoves him out of the way, and takes his seat next to Mason. He flashes a seductive grin her way and scoots closer to her.
Samuel Chatman: “What’s up, baby girl? Daddy’s here now, and your night just got a whole lot better.”
Mason Moore: “Well, if the stories I have heard are to be believed, Mr. Chatman, then screw the night being better, sweetie, 'cause I’m no meteorologist, but I’d say the forecast for the early morning is looking pretty good as well. But I don’t imagine that is the reason I had Johnny screaming in my headset a few moments ago informing us that you demanded this interview time, and while myself and a good chunk of the Outlaw Nation would love to believe that you came out here just to flirt with lil ole me.”
Samuel Chatman: “I can’t help you with the sound of Johnny screaming into your headset, but I can offer you a much more pleasing sound, my sexy ass voice. And while that isn’t exactly why I came down here, it’s something we can explore after the show, baby girl.”
But let’s really get into why I’m here. Unlike what that arrogant peacock Joe Montuori said about me earlier, I’m no kid or rookie in this business. I’ve been a champion in multiple companies over my career, and let’s not forget who came to who to get me back within this company. Johnny knew the potential I possess, and he knows exactly what I can do in that ring. So what’s up with me only having one fucking match since my return?
I made an impact during my first match back against Dark Tiger, and then I’m not booked on the next Showcase? Then tonight, JMont had his panties in a wad and refused to compete against me for no good reason. We were robbed, Mason, I was robbed, the fans were robbed, and I am not going to sit idly by and let this shit continue.
Mason Moore: “So wait, who do you hold responsible for these “oversights”?”
Samuel Chatman: “I don’t know who to blame, and I don’t really care. But I heard what Jonny Stylez said tonight about taking the bull by the balls and whatnot, so that’s what I’m out here doing, darling. Earlier, Hunter Valentyne had a target on his back, but now it is Necra that has that same target on her back as the X-KoRe Champion. I want that title, and I am coming for it. That’s right; I’m issuing an official challenge for the right to face Necra for the title at Heavy Is the C.R.O.W.N.
I don’t care if people say I’m jumping the line because that isn’t going to get you anywhere in the new OPW, fuck everyone else; I’m in this for myself. So if you’ve got what it takes, Necra, then we have a date. Don’t expect the usual Samuel Chatman date that I have with ladies. There will be no flowers, candy, or dinner and dick afterward. What you can expect is everything, including the kitchen sink, being thrown at you so I can take that title and show the world that I deserve to be here.”
Mason Moore: “Not to cut you off, because I was getting really, really hot over here, but it was just announced that on Showcase 38, you will be in a tag match. It will be the Legacy Champion Ricky Rodriguez and Apathy versus you and Necra.”
Samuel Chatman: “Not what I asked for, but I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth. This will give me a chance to see what she is capable of up close and in person. Lucky for us, the opps don’t seem like they will be the team to show each other any love during the match. I’m willing to bet they are willing to let each other get the dog piss beat out of the other, so it softens that person up for their title match at the upcoming PPV. Well, I’m guessing we might have that same problem, but I’ll be ready.
If I have to carry this match all on my own, so be it. It won’t be the first time, and it won’t be the last time that happens. I make this shit look good, Mason. If I have to, I will show the world why I am “The Lone Wolf”.”
Mason Moore: “Do you think the other team doesn’t want the victory just as badly?”
Samuel Chatman: “Mason, fuck the opps! I don’t give a shit about anyone in this match except for yours truly. Look, I’m not trying to be a dick, but the boss man is not looking for his roster to be on that sucker shit anymore. There is something I want, and Necra has it, so I gotta take it from her by any means necessary. If she gets lumped up, I’ll save her only when it’s necessary to get that “W”. I still want that win beside my name in the record books. If I gotta go through Ricky, Apathy, and Necra at Showcase 38, then that’s just what I’m gonna do. Now, what do you say we blow this joint, and we can talk about your next exclusive with the future of OPW.”
Samuel Chatman stands up and takes off his headset. He extends his hand to Mason Moore to help her out of her seat, and the two make their way up the ramp and backstage. Later, they are seen leaving the arena together and riding off into the night.