Post by ccp on Jul 29, 2022 17:24:36 GMT -5
Friday
7/29/22
Las Vegas, Nevada
Atomic Liquor
9:00 PM
Ft: Mac Bane
It was the early hours of the evening in Las Vegas, Nevada. A line a mile long outside of the Sin City hotspot as a black limo pulls up curbside. The back passenger door swings open were stepping out is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, Man Bane. Mac is dressed casually in some jeans with a white button-down, black cowboy hat, and matching black shades covering his eyes. Some photographers recognize him as they call his name which only draws more attention from the people in line to get into the bar.
Mac steps to the side where Chris Page gets out at a slower pace as he clutches at his cracked ribs.
He’s dressed similar to Mac minus a cowboy hat.
The point is they are relaxed, or as relaxed as they can be.
MAC BANE: You sure you’re alright?
Mac asks as Chris winces in pain before closing the door. The crowd whips into a frenzy as the photogs capture as many pictures as they can snap of Page who is ushered to the front of the line, past security, and into the bar. The once excited crowd realizes after the fact and amidst their excitement that they just got big-timed. Fading inside we find Chris and Mac as they find their way inside the packed bar. Mac works his way to the bar while Chris finds his way over to find the only vacant table within the establishment that sits just off a game room of sorts with several pool tables that are in use.
Mac joins Chris at the two-top table sliding a small rock glass with dark liquor.
MAC BANE: Jamison, right?
Chris nods as he sits uncomfortably yet nods his head at Mac. Chris takes the glass while Mac takes a seat.
MAC BANE: You look like hell bro. Are you sure about all of this?
Chris finally breaks his silence.
CHRIS PAGE: Let me tell you something that’s been on my mind.
Chris raises his glass to Mac who in turn accepts the toast with his glass of Jamison. They each take a drink. Chris puts his glass on the table, and just as he is about to talk to Mac a random patron walks up to the table, a male in his late thirties.
RANDO: Yō aren’t you Chris Page and Mac Bane?
Chris is about to respond but Mac takes the lead.
MAC BANE: I got this.
Mac shifts his attention toward the gentleman. He stands and looks down at him while reaching out to shake the dude's hand. The fan shakes Mac’s hand while Mac states.
MAC BANE: Now’s not exactly the best time. It’s nice to meet you, but my man and I are trying to have a conversation here. You’ll excuses yourself, yeah?
The dude nods his head as Mac releases his hand where the Rando Fan lives up to his word and walks into the game room. He joins some friends playing pool while pointing out Mac and Page.
MAC BANE: You were saying?
Mac readjusts to his seat.
CHRIS PAGE: You asked me a question when we got out of the limo; you asked if I was alright? The answer is no. There’s a lot on my plate, a lot on my agenda, and to cap it all off I found out earlier today what I already knew from the Doctor.
Chris continues.
CHRIS PAGE: Cracked ribs from the Cup mixed with an I Quit match AND War Games this weekend that will lead us to Leveled Up.
MAC BANE: Shit man.
CHRIS PAGE: Candice is a little pissy with me because I haven’t canceled any appearances.
MAC BANE: Yō if we need to call this Leveled Up thing off man, just let me know and I’ll handle it. Happy wife happy life, ya know?
Chris takes his glass and sips it once more before he responds.
CHRIS PAGE: That’s exactly what I do NOT want to do.
Chris gets ready to continue
CHRIS PAGE: It’s no secret the level of respect that I have not only for you but for everyone that’s affiliated with CCPE, but our history is something that I can’t seem to shake. One thing that I take a lot of pride in as your agent is always being there when you need me. I have a hard time when I feel like I’ve let any of my clients down.
Before Chris can continue the Rano Fan re-emerges with one of his friends on their way to the bar.
RANDO: I told you it’s Page and Bane!
The friend of the Random Fan pulls his phone out where he snaps a picture of Page and Bane. Chris is starting to get visually uneasy which Mac picks up on, and as he stands up to say something.
RANDO: Sorry, we’re leaving.
They walk toward the bar looking at the picture they’ve just snapped of the two legends. Mac sits back down as he takes a drink from his glass.
CHRIS PAGE: Like I was trying to say that you are one of the few within CCPE that I have let down.
Mac tried to interject but Chris holds up the index finger of his left hand while pointing at Mac.
CHRIS PAGE: Hold up Mac, let me finish.
Chris states as he tries to finish his statement.
CHRIS PAGE: The Leveled-Up Co-Op Tag Title Tournament is something that I am taking seriously; not because I need another Championship, not because titles drive me, but because I see it as an opportunity to rewrite history. The only other time we’ve tagged up was in SCW, that was where I let you down when I was beaten.
It’s a loss that haunts Chris because it’s not every day someone gets the best of him in any situation.
CHRIS PAGE: I see Leveled Up and the Co-Op Tournament as a way to rewrite our tag team history. I know you’re going to say it’s not a big deal, that shit happens, but to me, this is a very big deal because you never know how many more opportunities, we are going to have to show how successful I know we can be.
MAC BANE: Chris, the past is the past, and I get it. I know what you’re saying, but I have a different perspective. You’re not only my agent, I consider you a friend. As far as what happened in that match, the bottom line is that we are a team. I don’t cast shade on my partners, nor would I expect them to feel ashamed because we lost. Level Up is new territory for both of us. A landscape where you and I could dominate the landscape of their duo's division. So, let’s focus on the present and the future and leave the past where it belongs.
CHRIS PAGE: I get it, brother, I do… but I can’t get to the present without acknowledging the past. I have high expectations for you and me as we embark on this journey through waves of Leveled Up. I know that it’s not going to be a walk in the park, and while yes, I am far from one hundred percent, if I’m walking, I’m fighting… and even at fifty percent, I can mop the floor with ninety=percent of our profession.
Chris reaches for his glass before sarcastically spouting out.
CHRIS PAGE: If that ain't some Stiner math for you nothing is.
Mac gets a chuckle as Chris raises his glass to Mac.
CHRIS PAGE: I want you to know that I’ll be by your side for the long haul.
Mac raises his glass.
MAC BANE: I respect the hell outta you, Page.
They cling the glasses together and then polish off what’s left in their glasses before placing them back on the high-top table.
CHRIS PAGE: Fuck man; let’s do this.
Rando Fan Boy and his buddy walk back to the table which causes Chris to roll his eyes.
RANDO: We come in peace. Would it be alright if we get a picture with you?
Chris glances at Mac Bane, firm eye contact is made and seemingly simultaneously they snatch their empty glasses off the table and shatter them upside the face of Rando and his boy sending them falling to the floor where Mac flips the table over on top of them bringing all eyes their way!
CHRIS PAGE: This is where we should probably go…
MAC BANE: Smart man.
Chris and Mac start to head toward the door when Chris is whacked across the back with a pool stick with such force it breaks across his back. Mac spins around seeing a third-party helping Rando and his boy up. Chris gathers himself as he turns around and removes his sportscoat and tosses it to the ground as the patrons surround the five men.
Chris and Mac glance at each other.
No words are spoken.
They know what they have to do.
… To be continued by Mac Bane.
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This is the part where most fresh faces take a moment to introduce themselves. I’m not most people. You know who I am and now you know why I’m here. I am on a quest for redemption because I let not only a client but someone, I consider a friend down. Mac and I haven’t had a lot of opportunities to rewrite history. Sure, we’ve done some six-man or eight-man tags but not just the two of us. When I put CCPE together I recruited some of the very best of the best within the industry; names like Mac and SEB because they are veterans of this sport while I recruited guys like Rickey Rodriguez and Donny Mason because they are the future of business. I’ve put a roster full of talent together not because I need them to maintain relevancy within a sport that I’ve skull fucked for the better part of a year, and they sure as hell don’t need me BUT elect to follow the advice that I give because I deliver results.
My results have now led me here to Leveled Up.
I saw the call after the previous champs decided to take a walk through the revolving door that is any federation, not because I NEED another Championship run, but because I want to PROVE my worth to one of the few within CCPE that I feel like I HAVE to prove myself too. I don’t expect any of you to understand where I’m coming from because you’re not me… Ya never could be, and that’s okay. It’s nothing to hold your head down about because nobody outworks Chris Page.
That’s a fact.
So, let’s talk about this opening round, shall we?
When I saw the card announced it was not a shock how high on it, we are, it was who is standing across the ring from me. I don’t know who in the blue hell thought it was a good idea to put me in the ring with my self-proclaimed Internet Champion. I don’t know how I feel about it, Chelsea. Don’t get me wrong because you’ve been on my radar for a long time. I enjoy watching you slice through whoever is bold enough to step to you publicly. I mean, I even agreed to have you call the thrashing that was the Bing Bong Twinz on Day One of the Cup.
… but now here we stand.
Just because I like you… doesn’t mean that I’m not prepared to show you exactly why I’m at the forefront of this business. Where I exploit the advantage over most rests with using my brain before my brawn. The problem when it comes to Chelsea is she is not a bad person by any means and is funny as shit; Arturo, you picked a good one to attempt to carry you to the victory here but what you didn’t know is that you and Chelsea would catch the draw of a Chris Page and Mac Bane.
Just because I respect Chelsea doesn’t mean that I give a French-fried titty fuck about you.
Fun fact, I’ve tried to find some information on you, I’ve tried to find some previous promotional material through some of the archives here in Leveled Up but had to give it up after going back a few months in the archives where I found jack and shit from you. So, who the fuck are you? I mean, I see your picture on the card and that’s enough to deduce that you look like every other wrestler south of the border. Ya know, I never understood why all of you hide your faces behind those masks.… I know that your culture wants the world to believe that the mask is something more than hiding your identity because you are cowards.
There’s nothing to respect about punks.
Thank the Leveled-Up God that you have this opportunity here and now to share the ring with two ring generals like Mac Bane and yours truly. It’s not every day that you get the opportunity to grace the squared circle with guys of our stature. In your situation, it’s a blessing to collect the payday that we will bring you, but it’s a curse because I’m walking into this opening round with a fucking chip on my shoulder that doesn’t go away until I have my arm raised alongside Mac Bane. My saving grace is at least ONE of you is at least a notable name opposing us that belongs in the same ring as us. The last thing I’ve come to Leveled Up to do is bring good tidings and well wishes; nah, I’ve got a purpose, I’ve got a mission, I’ve got a goal to attain that has NOTHING to do with most of you dumb twat-waffles or FIGHT Transplants.
I have seen a lot over the various federations over the last year or so.
And I see Leveled Up making the same mistakes.
I’m the blasting cap to this explosive that will rock this place to its core.
… and the last thing I am is alone.
If having the SCW World Champion by my side wasn’t bad enough I’ve got several friends lingering around with CCPE that are more than capable of backing me up if this turns into a glorified shit-show. Needless to say, this isn’t about a shared like of death metal, it’s not about how high the bean jumps, it’s all about those Co-Op Titles that need credibility restored after that last set decided to make them meaningless.
Now, I bet you thought you’d catch a lot of shameless plugs, right? Wrong.
The only plugging I’m going to be doing on Tuesday night is Skye’s asshole using Arturo's head, and while most might find that unappealing, I think Chelsea just got wet. I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve cut a grueling schedule over the last seven days, and I might not be anywhere close to one hundred percent, but much like I’ve said before I’ll say it again… if I am walking, I am fighting. The last time I checked I could still put one foot in front of the other while continuing to back my play every step of the way.
The last thing that’s going to happen when that bell toll is Chris Page being pleasant.
People love to attack me on the whole- you treat people like shit routine that’s so far off base it’s lost its comedic appeal. I treat people the way they deserve to be treated. If you give respect, you get respect. If you pull a Matt Knox then well, you get the Bitch Ass Rook treatment. I’m not one to do a lot of talking on Twitter when I can get people between the ropes where it matters; and last I checked, I’m not only wrestling more matches this year than most of you… I’ve damn sure won more than I’ve lost.
That trend doesn’t change Tuesday Night.
Now, Mac, you know how personal this entire deal is for me because of all my guys and gals within CCPE you’re the only one that I haven’t made things right by. Yeah, I know that it’s not a big deal to you about SCW’s outcome… but it’s a huge deal to me, especially when I am representing you and your career. I’ve always said that leadership is by example and being a leader I can’t look you in the eyes knowing that I failed you until I’m able to look you in the eyes knowing that I’ve redeemed it. I’m a dying breed where loyalty is everything, and you’ve been nothing but loyal since signing on with me late last year. We are the last CCPE full team in this tournament with the untimely elimination of Peter and Bam on the last program, so I’ll be damned if both of our represented teams get shit-canned in the first round. Let this be a warning to all those that try to stand in our way on this road to those titles; you’re going to have to kill me to keep me from procuring them alongside Mac Bane regardless of if you’re a friend or foe. From bell to bell it’s all business and I don’t get paid by the hour. I hope Level Up is ready for the kind of star power I bring to the table because I’m one of those talents you strap a rocket ship to the back of because I will take you to the promised land. Tuesday Night might mark the first appearance of this company, but I assure you that it won’t be the last. I see a few faces that I wouldn’t mind testing my skills again. P-Mont, I’m looking at you. There’s going to come a time and a place that our paths cross between those ropes. I am looking forward to seeing if you can live up to the hype. Before we get there, I must solidify my presence with a victory at the expense of someone I like and someone I’ve never seen. That says a lot about the latter. I suppose the only thing left for me to do is show you all that while losing to Chris Page doesn’t mean that you suck… it just means you’re like everyone else.
