Post by The Circle Television Network on Jul 26, 2014 6:22:47 GMT -5
CHAIFETZ ARENA
St. Louis, MO
24 Jul 2014
“WHOOOOOOOOOOO!! WHO ELSE LOVES TWATS?!! COME UP HERE AND GET A FREE SHIRT!!”
Kenzi watched as SoLo stood at the entrance with a megaphone hocking free shirts as people lined up to get her mother’s autograph. She should have known, but she was still amazed by the zeal in which SoLo had attacked being named Sid’s new manager. She had pulled every string and greased every wheel to push Sid and her show forward. She hardly had time to eat or sleep…she was always on the verge of complete exhaustion, but she never stopped. It was a thing to behold and it gave Kenzi a boost as well…the only person it didn’t seem to affect was Sid…
Kenzi looked over at her mother as she sat at the table scrolling through her phone messages, completely disinterested in everything that was going on around her. She walked over and slapped her hand down on the table to get her mother’s attention. “MOM! SoLo is out there busting her butt! The LEAST you could do is to try to ACT like you give a shit!!”
Sid assessed her daughter with a blank stare, “This is a fucking embarrassment! Raheem would have never had me out here handing out shirts and signing napkins like some washed up has been!”
“You can’t be serious!! He never bothered to promote you or the show because he is a lazy piece of SHIT!!” Kenzi yelled.
This seemed to get Sid’s attention as she finally put her phone down and pointed an accusing finger at Kenzi. “How many times have I told you not to engage in those racial stereotypes! They are not all lazy…” she paused, “…but some of the other stuff that they say is true.” A broad grin touched her lips, “Like when they say that black guys have HUGE…”
“MOM!! STOP BEING GROSS!!” Kenzi yelled. “Look! In the short amount of time that SoLo has been your manager, she has gotten you a new merchandise deal, set up this event, and she has a ton of other things that she is working for you! Raheem never did a goddamn thing for you or the show!” She pointed her finger at Sid, “You know it as well as I do…CTN doesn’t want you or your show anymore! They want all of this…and you to fail! SoLo is killing herself…to make sure that you succeed!!”
Sid let Kenzi’s words sink in, then turned and looked as SoLo ran around like a madwoman, checking on every detail…making sure that the event went on without a hitch. Sid looked back at Kenzi, “You think she’ll have time to run across the street and get me something from that Mediterranean food place? I am seriously fucking starving!”
Candid Moment: Kenzi Grey
B-I-T-C-H! That is my mother…and she hasn’t changed in all the days that I have ever known her. I would have loved to have seen the kind of person she was before the drinking…back when she was a fresh-faced rookie making a splash inside the ring for the first time. So I hear, she was a class act…one of the good guys who tried hard to put on a good show and do things the right way. I find it really hard to imagine her that way…REALLY FUCKING HARD!!
This weekend, she has the biggest opportunity of her life…the chance to do something that she was suppose to have done more than 20 years ago…win a wrestling title. Now, while the magnitude of this moment is certainly not lost on her, I can’t help feeling like nothing about this is happening like it should. CTN is pulling away from her…she’s having this out of control feud with Crystal Hilton…and she doesn’t seems a bit concerned with the fact that while every other woman had to really fight to get this opportunity, she just walked right into it without even breaking a sweat!
I seriously don’t know if she attacked Ash Scion or if she paid someone to do it…or whatever! On Sunday, she is going to be in the ring with 3 other women who did have to fight for that chance to be in the main event. I don’t think that any of them are going to take too kindly to the fact that she just waltzed in!
My mother needs to get serious and I mean very quickly! She’s relying on this crazy Asian Yakuza chick to step in and take care of all of her problems, but I can feel it in my bones…this is not going to end well for her. That bitch is creepy as fuck and crazy as hell! I don’t want her around my mother…I don’t want her around me!
I’m just confused right now…I don’t…I don’t even know what I am saying right now…
A few minutes later the signing had begun and while Sid had initially seemed bored and disinterested, the size of the line and the energy of the fans seemed to slowly turn her. Kenzi elbowed SoLo and gave her a knowing wink to acknowledge the girl’s accomplishment…especially since she knew that Sid would never do it.
Sid beamed as she posed with fans for photos and made small talk with the loyal viewers of her show. Kenzi smiled, thinking for a split moment that everything might turn out okay after all…until she heard a commotion by the autograph booth.
“I AM NOT SIGNING THAT!!” Sidney yelled loudly.
Kenzi and SoLo rushed over as Sidney was on her feet pointing at a young Asian man who had brought a DVD copy of the pilot episode of ‘Stepping Out With Summer’ for Sid to sign. The man held the DVD out to Sid as he yelled, “SIGN IT!! IT’S A REALLY GOOD SHOW, I WATCH IT EVERY WEEK!!”
Sid slapped the DVD out of his hand as she pointed an accusatory finger in his face, “Look here you little shit! I am not on that public access channel horseshit and I am not signing it either!”
The man folded his arms as he accessed her carefully, “What’s your problem? You don’t like Asians, do you?!”
Sidney screamed, “AS A MATTER OF A FACT, I CANT STAND…”
“…WHEN PEOPLE SAY THINGS LIKE THAT!” SoLo finished for Sid, hoping to spare themselves the public relations nightmare that she knew Sid was about to start. All eyes turned to her and she immediately flushed. Despite looking as if she were about to pass out, she stepped up and attempted to defuse the situation. “Sir…I’m very sorry, but this event is for Sidney Grey fans.”
The man grinned, looking SoLo up and down, “That’s okay Baby…where does the line start for your fans?” He licked out his tongue and stuck it between his index and middle finger as he simulated giving cunnilingus. “AWWWAH!!!”
The man screamed as he was pulled out of the line by his ear like a young child, by none other than Oni Kymiku. She pulled him aside and scolded him in Korean. The man seemed completely dejected, but he bowed to her and immediately apologized to SoLo. “I’m very sorry Miss…I meant no offense.”
SoLo heard the man’s words, but she could tell by the devious look in his eyes that he didn’t mean it at all. Instead, she merely nodded as she turned her attention to Oni. “Ms. Shinsusuzki, what a surprise to see you here.”
Oni gave a coy smile. “When I heard that this event was happening, I decided to come down and see it for myself.” She looked around, “Quite an impressive turn out.”
As she turned her head, SoLo noticed a bruise on the side of her face. “Oh! What happened…did you get into a fight?”
Oni touched the bruise and shook her head. “It’s nothing, I got into a minor disagreement with a doorknob in my sister’s apartment. So tiny in there!”
SoLo glanced at Kenzi and they both immediately knew that the woman wasn’t telling the truth. Oni stared at Kenzi and a long and uncomfortable silence passed between them, before it was finally broken. Sid walked over and threw her arms around Oni, apparently startling her as she stood there wide eyed. Oni winced as Sid gave her a squeeze, and she immediately let go.
“Oh! I’m sorry! Are you okay?” Sid asked.
Oni gave a slight nod, “I’m fine…just a little…” her voice trailed off, and then she nodded, giving a dismissive wave. She gestured to the young Asian man at her side, “Ms. Grey, please accept the apology of my associate, Uzai Kazama.”
Uzai stood there staring at Sid for a moment, then he plastered on the largest fake smile that he could muster as he showed every tooth he owned. “Apologies Ms. Grey…I thought you’d get a good laugh out of signing my Summer St. Clair DVD.” He reached into his other pocket, “Or maybe my Crystal Hilton ‘Love & Roses’ CD!” He patted his other pocket, then finally pulled out what appeared to be a used tissue. “I didn’t have anything from Skye Sparks…but I have it on good authority that she might have blown her nose into this tissue a few weeks ago…of course, we would need DNA testing to be certain.”
Sid stared at the man, giving him no more than a face twitch before turning her attention back to Oni. “You’ll be okay this weekend…I mean…in case Crystal or one of her thugs tries something?”
Oni nodded, “I’ll be ready.”
Sid smiled as she patted Oni on her shoulder…
Candid Moment: Sidney Grey
Look! I don’t need help out there this weekend…that Marquee Title is all mine, and everyone in that ring knows it! The match is a formality…but…having Oni there to keep Crystal off her game is just a bit of added sweetness on the side. Hell…if she takes Crystal or one of the other flakes out before the match like Ash Scion…so much the better for me I guess!
Crystal Hilton has overlooked and underestimated me for weeks…LAW #11 is where I get my payback and she is going to rue the day that she EVER opened her gutter-tramp mouth and let my sacred name cross her chapped-assed lips! I really hope that she is enjoying her new found popularity…she is going to need it, since that is all she’ll have after I beat her senseless on Sunday night! As for Summer and Skye…those two are just collateral damage along the way!
Summer is just a Sidney Grey rip off doing a bad impression of what Angel Kash should have been! I admire the fact that she managed to get herself on television…but lets face it…even The Situation managed to sign a TV deal! Getting your face on the screen is one thing…keeping it there, that is trick, isn’t it?
Skye Sparks has been riding on her laurels as one half of the tag team champions, and while that is a great accomplishment…being half of something good only makes you mediocre on your own! She is going to find that out on Sunday when she steps inside that ring and finds herself confronted with the fact that Zelda won’t be there to make the tag when she is getting her face bashed in by yours truly!
At the end of the day, LAW #11 is about Crystal getting what she has coming…a hospital bed next to Cynthia Warren and maybe a nice tribute like the one they didn’t do for Violet!
You know, they say that success is the best revenge…on Sunday night, success will be my middle name! First name Sidney…last name Grey…prefaced by the words ‘NEW LAW MARQUEE CHAMPION!’
Kenzi and SoLo watched as Sidney and Oni walked off, trailed by Uzai. Kenzi leaned in to her best friend and whispered, “Did you see the way that creepy bitch was staring at me? I think she’s some kind of pervy lesbo freak! Not to mention her friend…he really seemed to like you, though.”
“Annoying bastard…” SoLo said absently.
Kenzi seemed taken aback by SoLo’s rather forward assessment. “DAMN! He pissed you off!”
She shook her head, “No! I’m sorry…it’s his name…Uzai…”
Kenzi frowned, turning to watch them still walking away. “Wow…that is fucking unfortunate. I thought my Mom hated me…”
SoLo shook her head as she turned her attention back to the event. “Lets give out some more shirts…keep this thing moving.”
Kenzi nodded as she pitched in to help…
CTN TOWERS
Domino’s Office
25 Jul 2014
Maleek Raheem’s mouth fell open at the news he had just received from Domino. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She smiled as she repeated the news, “Did you hear what I said? CTN has promoted you to Senior Marketing Director!”
He jumped out of his seat as he yelled, “HELL YEAH!! THAT’S WHAT THE HELL I AM TALKIN’ BOUT!!” He suddenly paused and turned to her, “This IS one of those promotions that come with a big ass pay raise…right?”
She shrugged, “According to the word on the street.”
He grinned broadly, “Oh…I am gonna promote the HELL outta some shit! You know yo’ boy is all bout that money, money, MONEY!!”
“I’m sure that you are…” Domino answered absently, “…but in the meantime, you and I have other matters to discuss. First and foremost…Sidney Grey.”
Raheem’s shoulders slumped at the mention of Sid. “Come on MAN! That is like dumpin’ cold-ass water on a brotha’s jimmy! Can we talk about some good shit…like how big of a damn raise I am gettin'?!”
Domino shook her head, “Afraid not! I don’t know if you recall, but you and I made a deal with her new manager about renewing her contract…I’d rather not have to honor that deal, if you don’t mind.”
Raheem walked back over and threw himself down into the chair. “Look! This whole thing is wired! Sid’s little show is on its last damn legs! Slo-Mo, So-So or whatever th’ hell her name is can do whatever she wants…she aint never gonna right that sinkin’ ship! Come th’ end of September…you can fire Mummy Dearest and bank roll all th’ royalties!”
Domino punched up some statistics on her computer, then turned the screen towards him. “Take a good look at that…and tell me what it says…”
Raheem looked at the latest ratings for ‘The World According to Sid’ and its timeslot and to his surprise the show was inching its way back up to the top. He leaned back and shook his head. “I don’t believe it…how is this old bitch gettin’ suckas to watch her old crusty ass?!”
Domino spun the monitor back into place and gave him a reproachful look, “Two words…good management!”
Candid Moment: Domino
When SoLo asked to become Sid’s manager, I had figured on her positioning being brief and uneventful…who would have guessed it, the skinny little whelp has managed to do what I figured was pretty damn near impossible…make people interested in Sidney Grey!
Ordinarily I would call her into my office and see what we could do about channeling that raw potential…unfortunately, her efforts are running counter to what I have planned for Sid and her show. We are going to have to up the pressure on the poor girl I’m afraid.
I love to see a lovely young woman succeed…but not when her success is going to cost me money!
Domino pointed at Raheem, “It was smart of you to work whatever deal you did to fire Nyako…but that…”
“Whoa!!” He raised his hands, “I didn’t do that shit! I thought you did that!”
Domino paused, narrowing her eyes as she was totally baffled by that particular turn of events. “You didn’t arrange getting her away from Sid as her trainer?” She looked away for a moment, “You don’t think that SoLo actually fired her, do you?”
Raheem shrugged, “Man! Beats th’ hell outta me! I don’t know what th’ hell is goin’ on around here anymore!”
Domino drummed her well-manicured nails on the desk as she thought through things. “Strange…but we’ll have to engage on that later. I don’t want to lose focus on the task at hand. This weekend, Sidney Grey cannot win that Marquee Title…that is added exposure that will bring in viewers.”
Raheem laughed, “That old bitch got ZERO chance of winnin’ that match! She has one legit win in LAW and I arranged that shit wit’ Angel Kash. Sid is a terrible wrestler and a fuckin’ drunk! The only way she wins that match is if th’ rest of th’ chicks that’s in it decide not to show up!”
Domino narrowed her eyes, “I hope you aren’t underestimating her? Ash Scion was suppose to deal with her…and somehow, she managed to take her out before the match.”
Raheem chuckled, “I chalk that up to Oni…or maybe some of her flunkies. Anyone who will try to stab a bitch on live TV will do anythin’!”
“Perhaps you’re right…” then countered, “…still, she is a wildcard that could seriously impact our bottom line this weekend.” She swore under her breath, “I wish I knew who was stupid enough to bring her here…I know Sid didn’t pull that rabbit out of her hat all by herself!”
“Yeah…” Raheem said weakly, slouching back in his seat as he hid his complicity from Domino…
Candid Moment: Maleek Raheem
YO! Okay…th’ Oni thing…that’s my bad! However, I had to do somethin’! I needed to distract Nyako…CHECK…bitch is distracted! How was I suppose to know that Sid was gonna pull some fuckin’ Jedi Mind-Trick shit and bring Oni over to th’ Old side? I thought Oni hated everyone that wasn’t a damn Asian!!
That’s cool though, cuz a brotha always gots a trick or two up his sleeve. I’m like th; black David Copperfield! Instead of makin’ shit disappear, I make panties drop! Now, that’s some kinda magic fo’ yo’ ass, right?!
“Look, Dom!” Raheem said, sitting forward. “Don’t sweat Oni…I’ll take care of her. I’ll keep her out of th’ way for th’ main event…then we’ll just sit back and watch Crystal, Summer, and Skye beat Sid’s old ass like a fuckin’ drum!”
Domino arched her brow, “You’ll keep Oni away?”
Raheem smiled, “FUCK YEAH!” He shrugged his shoulders, “I got a vibe from her on Th’ Rap Up this week…I think she gotta sweet tooth…I think she like that chocolate…if you know what I mean.”
Domino rolled her eyes, “I have NO idea where you get this stuff from! Just…just deal with it! I don’t want to know the damn details!”
“Ohhhh…you jealous Boo?” Raheem grinned, “There is plenty to go round you know!”
She ignored him as she pinned him with her gaze. “Do not let Oni screw this up!”
The smile melted from his face. “I told you…I got this!”