Post by Mccollum on Jul 7, 2016 19:50:32 GMT -5
It is time to think outside the box Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, Pets of all ages and furry levels. As much as it might seem like a reach we are going to work without a net this week and play with a little blurring of the lines.
The blurring of the Lines you ask? The lines between On-Camera and Off-Camera. For example, Dean Ambrose is really named Jon Good and is not a Lunatic. The Undertaker's first name is Mark and he is most assuredly NOT Dead. Bear that in your mind when you see Ryan McCollum Off-Camera, and simply McCollum On-Camera. Know he is a journeyman Wrestler that calls Vegas home Off-camera, and the Slayer of Souls On-Camera....Are Things making some sense yet? Good.
The blurring of the Lines you ask? The lines between On-Camera and Off-Camera. For example, Dean Ambrose is really named Jon Good and is not a Lunatic. The Undertaker's first name is Mark and he is most assuredly NOT Dead. Bear that in your mind when you see Ryan McCollum Off-Camera, and simply McCollum On-Camera. Know he is a journeyman Wrestler that calls Vegas home Off-camera, and the Slayer of Souls On-Camera....Are Things making some sense yet? Good.
OFF-CAMERA
Ryan McCollum stood to the side watching the Production Crew setting up for his On-Camera Debut with NGW. Last Vendetta he had been on the Losing End of a Dark Match Battle Royal that was only viewed by those accessing the NGW Website or in attendance. He would need to bounce back in a big way this week if he was going to convince Devlin Scott to give him a long-term deal.
Next to him stood the hulking mass of Robert ": Mason" Carmicheal. Ryan had met Bobby while working some shows for the Monster Factory in New Jersey. The guy seemed like a perfect fit for McCollum and The Lost. But by the time Mason was hired to that Shameful Company, The Lost were on their way out. However Ryan didn't believe in not keeping a promise and he had promised to help Bobby get a job in the business...Especially considering that Bobby had been trained by the Legendary Mason Caine before coming to the Monster Factory. He was still a bit green in the ring, but Mr. Scott was willing to give him a try-out and let Ryan continue to work with him on fine tuning his skills.
Next to him stood the hulking mass of Robert ": Mason" Carmicheal. Ryan had met Bobby while working some shows for the Monster Factory in New Jersey. The guy seemed like a perfect fit for McCollum and The Lost. But by the time Mason was hired to that Shameful Company, The Lost were on their way out. However Ryan didn't believe in not keeping a promise and he had promised to help Bobby get a job in the business...Especially considering that Bobby had been trained by the Legendary Mason Caine before coming to the Monster Factory. He was still a bit green in the ring, but Mr. Scott was willing to give him a try-out and let Ryan continue to work with him on fine tuning his skills.
" So I just stand there?" Bobby asked.
Ryan nodded " Well yeah, and look imposing."
"Imposing?" Bobby questioned with a confused look coming over his Frying Pan size face.
Ryan smirked" Just look really mean"
" Oh, yeah I can do that"
The Director for the Vignette motioned to Ryan" We are ready for you"
Ryan nodded and walked in front of the Camera taking a seat on the Bar Stool, lowering his head to the Lens.
" I am supposed to remind you guys that after today's Vignette taping. NGW is doing some Promotional Photos for new Merchandise and will need you both over at the Hotel's Conference Room."
Ryan nodded, he used to the daily grind of being on the Road. Lots of traveling, little sleeping, and never having enough time in the Day to get everything done that the Company would require of you, from Autographs to Merchandise, to public appearances. The life of a Professional Wrestler was very hectic at McCollum's level. He couldn't even image being the main draw that everyone was clamoring to have making appearances like Miles or Grimey and More Boobs Grimey.
"Okay people we are rolling in five, four, three, two, .......
On-Camera
The Slayer of Souls, McCollum sits perched on the edge of a Stool in an undisclosed location. In the background we can see the Monster Mason wandering back and forth, the chain around his neck slapping off the floor making a Ghostly Rattle each time. The Prying Eye slowly focuses in on McCollum, who remains with his eyes averted.
" He sent redemption unto his people: he hath commanded his covenant for ever: holy and reverend is his name"
McCollum chuckles, slowly raising his eyes towards the Prying Eye.
" It would seem I have gotten myself a disenfranchised God Boy as my first ever On-Camera Match for NGW's Vendetta. Reverend Rob, your biblical references warm the Sin in my Soul Son. Do you really believe you are the Redemption of Christ? Let me see how redeeming you were the first time around in NGW"
" It would seem I have gotten myself a disenfranchised God Boy as my first ever On-Camera Match for NGW's Vendetta. Reverend Rob, your biblical references warm the Sin in my Soul Son. Do you really believe you are the Redemption of Christ? Let me see how redeeming you were the first time around in NGW"
McCollum offers a sly smile, raising up his hand in the gesture of a Zero " Zilch, Nada, Nothing, El Zero Hero. I could not find in all of my searchings through Archives from NGW where you won a single match. Now admittedly I didn't look too hard when I saw you were of the Spiritual Believer Sect of Society. I know your kind Reverend Rob, hell in a lot of ways I am your kind. Only I don't believe in a Higher Power to bring about Redemption. I AM THAT HIGHER POWER!!"
McCollum pulls off his head, tucking it to his chest over his heart " You see I am the Slayer of Souls. I am what goes bump in the night, I am the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and End. I am the Shadows all around you that makes those little hairs on the back of your neck stand at attention. I don't need to display Old Testament Scripture unless I feel it suits my Vision for the future here in NGW. What I am trying to convey to you Rev, is that I don't need a book to give me direction in life. I go in whatever damn direction I please and I take whatever I want. Everyone is saying oh Redeeming Rob is back, the Veteran Experience is sure to make him unbeatable in this Curtain Jerking match"
McCollum throws his head back letting out a loud laugh of indignation that such a thought would even cross the minds of others.
" Get it straight real quick Rob. When I look at you, I don't see a Veteran....I see a Victim. Things didn't go as planned for me recently in a Battle Royal against the World Tour Poker Reject. I turned my head for a second and he took the cheap way out. But that doesn't surprise me from a man that makes his living off bluffing and cheating his way through life. So I got to set an example out of you Rob. I got to walk into the Phillips Arena with the mindset of not just defeating you, but destroying you in such a way that I end everything you stand for and everything you will ever stand for. But to show you I am not mocking your Beliefs, I am offering you a little scripture of my own. Pick up that Bible turn to your verse, and then flip the page."
McCollum tilts his head back, looking up towards the ceiling while still clutching his hat over his heart. " Psalms One Twelve, verse Six....Surely he shall not be moved FOREVER. The Righteous shall be in everlasting Remembrance. "
McCollum centers his eyes back on the Prying Eye. The icy stare he exhibits would give an Eskimo the Shivers. " I am everlasting Rob. I will be remembered long after I am gone. That first memory they will have is when I came to Georgia and did something even the Devil couldn't do in that old Charlie Daniels Song...I destroyed the God Boy not because I had too...Because I WANT TOO!!"
McCollum leans forward resting his arms on his thighs. " Now I know there is a certain Island Mutt out there that wants to have a match with me on the 30th. Peking Kimona...Uhh, Picante Kimchee...Something stupid like that, which dictates I call him Pineapple Pete which might seem like I am making fun of you, but couldn't be further from the truth. I am not a Racist so I don't want to call you a Coconut Chucker or continue to screw up your Gibberish Name. So, Pete you want a match with me, we play by my rules. July 30th in Tennessee, if you want the match...You have to accept one, tiny little stipulation. When you lose to me, and you will lose. Until the Next Pay Per View Victory and Honor on September 10th. You are my personal man servant. You carry my Luggage should I desire it, you bring me my Slippers and fetch my Morning Paper. You perhaps go and hurt a few people that I find unfit to be in front of me in the Rankings around here. If you really, really want this match with me and the chance to shut me up. That's the Stipulation"
McCollum places his hat back on, lowering his head. The Prying Eye slowly closing with his maniacal laughter filling the air.
OFF-CAMERA
" And Cut" The Director bellows.
Ryan stood up with Mason stopping his aimlessly wandering back and forth. " Well, I think it felt pretty good, Bobby?"
The big man shrugged his shoulders " I guess so"
Ryan smiles softly, going to put his hat back in its protective carrying case so it didn't get smashed and putting on his Skull Cap.
" Don't forget, you need to get to the Merchandise Pictures in the next hour to get yours done guys"
McCollum waved walking out the door and heading for the Exit knowing his Vignette would get edited and used to hype his debut match with Rob.
Fade away.
McCollum walks into the Conference Room with Bobby following behind him. " So we just pose and they take our picture?"
McCollum starts to speak to correct the big guy and pauses..." Actually yeah that's pretty much it. Damn, I always thought I did something harder than just stand there and Monkey around for a Camera."
Bobby laughs following after McCollum. " So what do we do?"
" The Photographer will tell you all of that. He or She knows what Devlin wants in the pictures. We just get ready and..."
McCollum pauses looking at something that just caught his attention.
"Hold that thought...I gotta go get myself a Date"
"Hold that thought...I gotta go get myself a Date"
TBC by me later. (This will pick up in a CD for the rest of the Off-camera stuff)