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| In Memoriam | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 28 2013, 07:56 AM (280 Views) | |
| Jammah | Jun 28 2013, 07:56 AM Post #1 |
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The UcW Arena, once home to an upstart wrestling company that made Seattle its own, now serving as that company’s memorial. Used or more often loaned out these days by its parent company, Unlimited Enterprises for the occasional sports event, today it pay’s host to a more sombre gathering, as several former fans and employees, as well as members of the media, both local and wrestling related, come together to pay tribute to the memory of one of their own. A blown up, lovingly framed photo of David Mastrangelo, better known by his ring name of ‘Mr Integrity’ William Masters dominates the former arena, which has been reconfigured into a rough auditorium, complete with podium and a small yet slightly ostentatious flower display. A good deal of effort has gone into the set up, and while it would be wrong to say that no expense has been spared, it’s still clear that friends and family of the former, longest reigning – and many, including the man himself, would rightly say greatest – UcW champion have done their best to give him a memorable send-off. And while his time in this very building might have been spent getting jeered more than cheered, it’s clear that Seattle remembers one of the men who built UcW fondly as a respectable crowd has turned out, fans as well as friends and family packing the first few rows at least as far as our camera, a hand-held affair judging by the picture quality, can see. Certainly our compare for the evening, former UcW Interviewer, intrepid reporter and general go-to backstage guy George Holmes has to be feeling pleased with the turnout, all of whom are listening intently as he spins a story about his late best friend. “… by this point, as I’m sure you can imagine I was feeling a bit under the weather,” he elucidates, pausing for an expected and received chuckle from his audience, “and if it had been anyone else I’d have given up and gone to my room… probably to throw up. But Bill, as I’m sure many of you know wasn’t the kind of person to take no for an answer. And So I… I…” He trails off mid-sentence, then comes to a stop staring off into the distance, his mouth flopping open in an almost fish like expression of surprise mixed with another emotion that almost looks like atavistic dread. Clearly confused by this sudden cessation of his speech start to turn, trying to get a glimpse of what or who could possibly have prompted this. A low yet excited murmur starts to pick up, and as our camera swings around we see why because, nonchalantly walking down through the empty back rows – apparently the service, while well attended, wasn’t quite as somebody had anticipated – is a very familiar figure. None other than Jason – By God – Violent himself. Black Suit, black shirt, black dress shoes, black hair tied back into a tight pony tail – a choice of attire that was part of why one Parker Davis labelled him a knock-off of the man whose memorial service he is now crashing – Violent certainly looks the part. The only things missing from the individual known as ‘Television’s Most Hated Man’ since we last saw him are the custom ‘TRIAD’ style silver-steel cufflinks and, of course the WsW ULTIMATE Wrestling Championship title belt that he created. Still despite the fact that he hardly looks dressed to cause trouble, the reason for his presence causing such consternation is obvious to everyone present – after all, everyone in the room knows, some first hand, all about the backstage shitstorm the second UcW reunion show, Re-United, turned into and how Masters and Violent, as well as Ryan Michaels, Lee Stevens and to a lesser extent, Parker Davis tore into each other, both in person, via promo and the company website. And considering that, as far as anyone knows that hatchet had never been buried and that judging by Holmes’ expression Violent wasn’t expected to show up it’s a safe bet to assume it never was. As Violent continues his nonchalant stroll, staring around at the building itself, it’s clear that everyone is waiting for and /or anticipating something ugly to kick off. When he comes to a stop a good three rows away from the current back row you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. “No need to stop for me George,” he calls out, lowering himself into place, seemingly ignorant of the tension his mere presence is causing, “my fault for running late, you just keep going.” The camera pans back to a clearly uncertain Holmes who looks decidedly conflicted as to what he should do – either carry on with the service or try have Violent ejected. In this he seems far from alone as a couple of familiar figures – those of Vincent ‘Van Wyld’ Wayne; Masters’ biological half-brother; and Darnel ‘The Assassin’ Thompson; Former Stablemate and long-time rival both shift in their seats as if debating having a quiet ‘word’ with Violent but they are discouraged by a quick shake of the head by Holmes – who no doubt figures that causing a scene is exactly what Violent has in mind. Instead, like the professional he is, Holmes sucks it up and resumes his story, more or less, from where he left off. There is a slight flicker as the scene jump-cuts to a later speech from Van Wyld, seemingly taken on a different camera, one with better picture quality, which is going well until an explosive sneeze interrupts him mid flow. Van Glares as the camera pans back to Violent loudly blowing his nose and waving for him to continue. Jump cut again to Sven Watersford being cut off mid-sentence by a loud coughing fit from – guess who. Watersford, never the most mellow of individuals to begin with, is clearly restraining himself from flipping the middle finger and unleashing a stream of profanity or worse. Jump cut again as Violent’s cell phone goes off loudly in the middle of one of the musical interludes, complete with an apology that sounds so sincere it could only be anything but. And cut several other times to members of the audience looking back to see if the proverbial elephant in the room has made the move everyone is expecting him to, or shots of the man himself, listening with seeming rapt attention. And cut again as the ceremony comes to a close. As the familiar tones of Masters’ theme music ‘Ode to Joy’ start to tinkle through the speakers, the assembled start to applaud as they rise, clearly looking to give one last, yet deserved, standing ovation to a man who received so few in his career as a consummate villain. Yet as soon as it starts it begins to die, starting from the back of the audience and moving forward in the wake of the man they call J-Vo as he strides with purpose down the aisle, seemingly making a beeline for George Holmes and the portrait photograph of Masters, applauding as he goes. Holmes frantically signals to Wyld and the others, clearly anticipating trouble, but Violent, having caught them all flat footed reaches his destination before they can properly react… vectoring off and to the side, right into the path of grieving widow Maria Mastrangelo and her two children. To say that the UcW arena goes quiet would be an understatement, and so it is that, while what Jason says is in a low tone of voice and our current camera is somewhat far away we can still make out some details of his conversation. “Maria isn’t it? … wife and I both wanted to express our condolences… Roselyn would have been here if she could, but somebody had to look after the twins… and I may not have been on the best of terms at the end but if there’s anything…” To say that everyone is baffled by what is going on is putting it mildly as a muddle of conversation springs up drowning out whatever else Violent is saying. The subject of the conversation is clear though, namely as one person within earshot of the camera puts it – “… man, what the hell is J-Vo up to?” “I don’t know,” Someone else replies, “I thought he was going to smash that portrait over Holmes’ head or something.” The speculation continues as Violent says something to Masters’ kids then pats his widow on the shoulder and wonders off. For a moment it looks like Van Wyld is going to head after him but before he can do so Maria cuts him off, moving toward Holmes, clearly intending to thank him for the great job he did as compere. We don’t get to see this however as the camera pans off to follow Television’s Most Hated Man as he moves off, where he is quickly intercepted by a sea of wrestling reporters. Jump cut to more professional looking footage, complete with on-screen ident declaring this as footage from ‘Wrestle Talk TV’, showing a close-up of Violent, surrounded by Mics as he confidently and smilingly holds forth. “What?” He mockingly asks “were you seriously expecting me to make a crack about Bill eating one cheeseburger too many? Or maybe smash that poster over Holmes’ head? Or maybe go all Re-United all over again and cut a TRIAD-style promo on the guy’s corpse about how he finally had to put someone over?” He laughs and shakes his head, “Don’t get me wrong, I still think Bill Masters was a deluded, self-serving piece of shit and I highly doubt anything changed before he passed, but just because I despised the man he became, doesn’t mean I want to ruin his whiole family’s day. Doesn’t mean I can’t pay my respects to the man he was. I mean sure I could give you a whole load of thought on the guy and in fact I’m probably gonna do so in a few days on my official YouTube channel – that’s OfficialJVo or YouTube’s Most Hated Channel for the two of you who don’t know by now…” Everyone laughs at the shameless plug before Violent continues. “… but at the end of the day I’m here for one reason and one reason only… to pay tribute to Bill in the most appropriate manner I could think of.” At this point the footage freezes and we suddenly cut to Violent again – this time signing an autograph for one fan, then posing for a picture with another, clearly milking the attention he’s getting for all he’s worth. “So you’ve signed to Wyldside again right? When’re the TRIAD coming back?” The fan can be heard asking as he steps away, back to join his friend who took the picture. “Yeah, you guys were awesome!” his buddy echoes. If Violent finds the idea of talking about the TRIAD – the group who essentially turned Masters’ retirement match into a backstage slugfest inappropriate it doesn’t show as he just smiles. “I’ll tell you what I told everyone else whose asked me today and that’s that I honestly don’t know. I hear Ryan’s retired and taken up semi-pro hockey these days and as for Lee…” He shrugs “… haven’t seen him in months. He’s got his own thing going and honestly I wish him all the best with it. I hear Wyldside’s looking to sign him and if they do, sure, I’d love to work with him again, but…” Whatever else he was about to say never gets said as a meaty hand reaches out to tap him on the shoulder. Seemingly irritated, either at being touched, being interrupted or both, Violent turns to find himself face-to-face with one of his greatest rivals, the still imposing figure of Van Wyld. “You!” Van snaps in his broad Texan drawl “Ah want a word with you about what in tarnation y’all think yore don’ here!” “What? Are you gonna be like that now Vinny?” Violent responds, all (false) offended innocence – clearly demonstrated by the use of part of the mocking ‘Vinny Masters’ nickname he gave Wyld during the height of the TRIAD’s tenure in WsW. “No ‘Hey Jayce, how’ve you been?’ or…” “Ah ain’t here ta ask,” Van snaps, cutting him off, then turns to the fans and dips his head in a nod of apology, “if you gents would excuse us…” The two fans, clearly having a bit of a mark-out moment at being addressed by the legend that is Van Wyld nod and step back. We can just about make out them marking out at what they’ve seen before the camera zooms in closer to the smirking Violent and the more belligerent Wyld, apparently close enough that we can hear their discussion perfectly. “Now you listen ta me,” Van begins, wagging a finger in Jason’s face, “Ah dunno what in tarnation you think yore plannin’, but whatever it is ya got in mind ya can… what’n the hell is so damn funny?!” The last is directed at Violent who is now openly chuckling. “And who was it who used to accuse who of paranoid conspiracy theories again?” Violent smirks. Van is less than amused. “Don’t you use that tone with me,” Van warns, “Y’all might’ve ruined Bill’s retirement match, but Ah ain’t havin’ you kickin’ up a fuss an’ ruinin’ things for Maria an’ her kids. The woman lost her husband for Christ sake! Ah ain’t…” “Who the hell do you think you’re talking to Vince?!” Violent snaps back at him, the previous good humour he’d been displaying gone in a flash “I know you don’t exactly think a lot of me, but if you think for a second that I’d bring somebody else’s family into personal business after what happened with Roz then I’ll put you on your ass, right here and now and cause the scene you seem to think I’m here for.” “Well, if ya ain’t here for that why are ya here?!” Van fires back, refusing to back down, “cuz I know it sure as hell ain’t ta pay tribute to Bill’s memory.” “Oh? Really?! Really Vinny?” Violent pauses, then laughs, his apparent good humor restored. “Don’t you get it Vinny? That’s exactly what I’m here to do… hell it’s what I’ve already done. I paid Bill tribute in the only way he’d understand.” Clearly Van doesn’t understand as his expression is one of blank incomprehension. “What’re you talkin’ about?” he finally asks, “ya ain’t done nothin’…” “Oh, but I have Vinny, I have. Are you honestly telling me you can’t see it?” Violent smirks, “well then, let me spell it out for you, clear as crystal. You see all those cameras out there Vinny? All those reporters, all those fans with access to blogs and twitter and all the wonderful power of the internet? What do you think they’re gonna be talking about when they get back to their computers Vince? Hell, what do you think they’re posting from their smartphones right now?” “Wait ya mean…” Van starts, before Violent interrupts “So, do you get it yet?” Violent asks with a chuckle “Do you? Does this whole thing ring a bell yet? Somebody showing up at something that has nothing to do with them and making sure to attract the lion’s share of the attention to himself, screw whatever anyone else thinks?! Who do you think got the lion’s share of the media coverage for this little stunt? The guy who died? Nah, he’s old news. Everyone’s talking about the guy who made the unexpected shock appearance and how I paid my respects to one of my so-called peers. Oh I paid my respects alright, in a way I know Billy Boy would appreciate if he were here today. I paid tribute to Bill Masters the most appropriate way I could think of – by Bill Masters-ing his own damn memorial service!” He laughs again, the growing look of horror on Van’s face as he relays the whole point of his little scheme seemingly only amusing him all the more. This is clearly too much for the Wyldman to take. “You… ya damn son of a bitch!” He finally spits out, his hands balling into fists, Why I oughta…” “What? You gonna slug me Vinny? Punch my lights out? Cause a scene?!” The smirk on Violent’s face couldn’t be more broad or dickish without somehow breaking the laws of physics. “What, you want in on the attention Vinny? Looking to glom some of that spotlight too? Hell, it wouldn’t surprise me, you do have Masters DNA… but don’t worry Vinny, I’m sure ‘Van Wyld and Jason Violent have a heated discussion at Masters Memorial’ is already trending now.” Seeing Van’s jaw working silently as he tries to say something but can’t find the words Violent laughs, then claps him on the shoulder, suddenly all buddy-buddy like, “and hell, I think I’ve mined this place for all its worth. See you in the funny pages old man,” The last is added in a louder tone of voice, clearly as yet another way of ‘Bill Masters-ing ‘ all the attention. “And say goodbye to Maria for me.” And with that a smugly grinning Jason Violent turns wand walks off, leaving a fuming Wyld in his wake. Man, that J-Vo… what a fucking dick. |
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