Post by Kolic on Feb 1, 2015 12:11:52 GMT -6
It's difficult to tell if the cameras are rolling or not, as everything sits in complete darkness. Then, out of nowhere, the sounds of screeching and twisting metal flood the room. Sure hope you didn't turn up the volume. A light flickers, revealing an unknown figure silhouetted against the otherwise black space. The newest noise is a shrill voice cackling and unintelligible screaming, when suddenly-
*Click*
-someone turns on the lights. Turns out it was Kate Gilespie, walking in to their garage to find Kolic at his laptop listening to music on iTunes. He blinks at the sudden illumination as his eyes try to adjust.
Kolic: Ow...might want to try warning me next time?
Kate: Well, I just happened to be walking by and got freaked out by the noise. I pounded on the door to try and get your attention, and when that didn't work I figured this would. What are you doing anyway?
Kolic: Well...ok, I've been considering new entrance music and wanted to get a frame of reference for what would work in a blacked-out arena. I needed the right acoustics, and this seemed like the most logical option we have.
The camera moves to show both of them on screen just as Kate folds her arms.
Kate: I have to give you credit, this is the longest you've kept with one song. Used to be that you changed your theme every time you heard something new you liked.
Kolic: Quite true. And it's not that my current one doesn't work, but maybe it's time for something different, you know?
Kate: I think it's fine, but it's your choice, so go with what you want. Wait...why is there a camera here if you're just picking new entrance music?
Kolic: To study later, of course. Like you said earlier, the young me would choose music impulsively. This time I want to make the right choice. And, before you ask, I got a GZW camera guy to come over to give me a fan's opinion.
Cameraguy: Hey, how ya doin'.
Kate: Gotcha. Well, I'll leave you to it, unless I've broken the atmosphere you had going.
Kolic: Sure thing, hon.
She leaves and starts to turn the lights back off.
Kolic: No, leave it on, this might be a good opportunity to talk to the fans.
Kate: Oh, you got it. I'll be working out if you need me.
She departs, and the camera focuses solely on Kolic again. He pops his neck to relieve the pressure and turns his chair around to face his audience.
Kolic: That sure didn't last long. I think we all know what else didn't either. Probably not the shortest title reign in GZW history, but it's up there. So to whom do I owe that pleasure? A butthurt giant who can't play well with others, a whiny former sLaughterhouse slave who's turned into Davina 1.5, and a psychopath with no allegiance beyond who gives her a target. As mockable as they might be, they're no joke 3 on 1. So, of course, Piper games the system and picks up a title. Notice that I said she didn't win it. Because she didn't. Her Waaaaahpath buddies took it for her.
He gives an exaggerated shrug as a response to his words.
Kolic: Hooray for you Piper, you hold the championship. But, just like you didn't win it, neither are you the champion. You're the current title holder and nothing more. You won't be a champion until you get a legitimate win on your own. I'm not saying that's impossible; you were, after all, the Women's Champion at one time, and that's no joke. I'm just going to wait until you earn this one to give you any credit for it. In the meantime, I guess you three can keep attacking your fellow GZW co-workers and make things even easier for Clown Mayhem.
He "tcchs" to the side, annoyed at having used Joshua Samson's phrase for the invaders.
Kolic: Dangit Samson, you got to that nickname before I could. Well played sir. Anyway, you didn't think I'd forget about you guys, did you? I could have after I tranquilized three of you with Lil' Sparky, but nobody really thinks you'll go away after that. The search for revenge and all that, am I right? I knew that going in, now watch how much I care.
He stares stonefaced at the camera.
Kolic: No, really, this is how much I care.
He keeps staring.
Kolic: What happened at Aftermath was a message to all those involved in this little war you started. You lot aren't unbeatable even as a group. GZW doesn't need "soldiers" like the Waaaaahpath who claim to fight for it but attack their comrades-in-arms over petty issues. We can fight just fine on our own. You're not going to win, just because you have the numbers. You're not better than us. You're not more than us. Sooner or later, you're going to be without us, because we've moved on. So keep fighting if you like, it'll just make the end come more quickly.
Oh yeah, if any of you on Twirker have serious suggestions for my new entrance music, feel free to let me know. Who knows, maybe the wisdom of the crowd can come up with a better idea than I've had so far. Thanks guys, and we'll see you at Crimson!
Kolic turns back to his laptop and closes it as the camera fades out.
*Click*
-someone turns on the lights. Turns out it was Kate Gilespie, walking in to their garage to find Kolic at his laptop listening to music on iTunes. He blinks at the sudden illumination as his eyes try to adjust.
Kolic: Ow...might want to try warning me next time?
Kate: Well, I just happened to be walking by and got freaked out by the noise. I pounded on the door to try and get your attention, and when that didn't work I figured this would. What are you doing anyway?
Kolic: Well...ok, I've been considering new entrance music and wanted to get a frame of reference for what would work in a blacked-out arena. I needed the right acoustics, and this seemed like the most logical option we have.
The camera moves to show both of them on screen just as Kate folds her arms.
Kate: I have to give you credit, this is the longest you've kept with one song. Used to be that you changed your theme every time you heard something new you liked.
Kolic: Quite true. And it's not that my current one doesn't work, but maybe it's time for something different, you know?
Kate: I think it's fine, but it's your choice, so go with what you want. Wait...why is there a camera here if you're just picking new entrance music?
Kolic: To study later, of course. Like you said earlier, the young me would choose music impulsively. This time I want to make the right choice. And, before you ask, I got a GZW camera guy to come over to give me a fan's opinion.
Cameraguy: Hey, how ya doin'.
Kate: Gotcha. Well, I'll leave you to it, unless I've broken the atmosphere you had going.
Kolic: Sure thing, hon.
She leaves and starts to turn the lights back off.
Kolic: No, leave it on, this might be a good opportunity to talk to the fans.
Kate: Oh, you got it. I'll be working out if you need me.
She departs, and the camera focuses solely on Kolic again. He pops his neck to relieve the pressure and turns his chair around to face his audience.
Kolic: That sure didn't last long. I think we all know what else didn't either. Probably not the shortest title reign in GZW history, but it's up there. So to whom do I owe that pleasure? A butthurt giant who can't play well with others, a whiny former sLaughterhouse slave who's turned into Davina 1.5, and a psychopath with no allegiance beyond who gives her a target. As mockable as they might be, they're no joke 3 on 1. So, of course, Piper games the system and picks up a title. Notice that I said she didn't win it. Because she didn't. Her Waaaaahpath buddies took it for her.
He gives an exaggerated shrug as a response to his words.
Kolic: Hooray for you Piper, you hold the championship. But, just like you didn't win it, neither are you the champion. You're the current title holder and nothing more. You won't be a champion until you get a legitimate win on your own. I'm not saying that's impossible; you were, after all, the Women's Champion at one time, and that's no joke. I'm just going to wait until you earn this one to give you any credit for it. In the meantime, I guess you three can keep attacking your fellow GZW co-workers and make things even easier for Clown Mayhem.
He "tcchs" to the side, annoyed at having used Joshua Samson's phrase for the invaders.
Kolic: Dangit Samson, you got to that nickname before I could. Well played sir. Anyway, you didn't think I'd forget about you guys, did you? I could have after I tranquilized three of you with Lil' Sparky, but nobody really thinks you'll go away after that. The search for revenge and all that, am I right? I knew that going in, now watch how much I care.
He stares stonefaced at the camera.
Kolic: No, really, this is how much I care.
He keeps staring.
Kolic: What happened at Aftermath was a message to all those involved in this little war you started. You lot aren't unbeatable even as a group. GZW doesn't need "soldiers" like the Waaaaahpath who claim to fight for it but attack their comrades-in-arms over petty issues. We can fight just fine on our own. You're not going to win, just because you have the numbers. You're not better than us. You're not more than us. Sooner or later, you're going to be without us, because we've moved on. So keep fighting if you like, it'll just make the end come more quickly.
Oh yeah, if any of you on Twirker have serious suggestions for my new entrance music, feel free to let me know. Who knows, maybe the wisdom of the crowd can come up with a better idea than I've had so far. Thanks guys, and we'll see you at Crimson!
Kolic turns back to his laptop and closes it as the camera fades out.
