Post by Deleted on May 13, 2014 10:21:17 GMT -6
The scene opens up outside of Carlton's personal R.V. The camera man walks up to the door and knocks on it. After waiting a few seconds, he is greeted at the door by C4's personal butler, James Diamond. James invites the camera man in with a wave.
"Come. Come. Master Grace is already waiting for you inside."
The camera man walks in and is stopped by the butler.
"And Please remember to take off your shoes."
The camera man does as instructed. He then hears Carlton's voice shouting from another room.
"Tell him to take his shoes off!"
James rolls his eyes and simply replies back.
"I have already informed him sir."
The cameraman is led to a different room in the humongous R.V. When he walks in he pans around and looks at the numerous pictures of Carlton. Some of them are of him wrestling. Other pictures are of him flaunting his money. The camera man eventually focuses the camera on C4 as he begins to talk.
"Welcome to the Carlton Grace Hall of Fame. The Carlton Grace Hall of fame has been a tradition that has lasted longer than Twenty One years. You are here because you have been invited to witness the newest inductee. But before we get to that, I would like to take the time to talk about my upcoming match. I am the star of the up coming match. The lead role. I will be sure not to disappoint. As for Bobby, There are no small parts in this world. Only small people who play small parts... Huh. I guess there are small parts. Youve got a great task ahead of you. Anyways, most people would take the time to talk about there opponents weaknesses, Their strategies, and so on and so forth. But see I wanna take the time right now to talk about the only thing that matters in this match. ME."
C4 extends a hand backward signaling for a high five from James. The Butler rolls his eyes and reluctantly slaps his hand against his employer's.
"So where should I start. Oh yeah! J-man hand me the list."
James walks forward and hands His boss a folded up list. C4 unfolds it and begins to read.
"Sexy. Smart. Rich. Strong. Successful. Rich. Powerful. Fast. Rich. Oh and did I mention that I was rich?"
C4 walks out of the room and returns quickly with a solid gold trophy in the form of his face.
"And now the moment we have all been waiting for. It is time to give out the Carlton Grace Hall of Fame Award. James the nominees please."
The camera pans over to James as he reads something from a paper.
"And the nominees for Richest and sexiest Wrestler to ever step foot into the VOW are...... Carlton Grace, Carlton Grace, And Carlton Grace."
"Thanks. That's going to be a tough decision to make. I personally believe that Carlton might take this one. The envelope please."
James rolls his eyes again and hands Carlton the golden envelope with his face on it.
"And the winner is............................... Carlton Grace! Oh my. What a surprise. Lets see first of all I want to thank all the little people in the world for making me look better by comparison. I also want to thank myself for be me. I want to thank my mom and dad for being rich and having a sexy rich son. Thank you. Well that's pretty much it for this years show. Remember. You can't beat me and you can't be me."
Carlton reaches in his pocket and tosses the cameraman a stack of autographed photos with his face on them.
"Something for your troubles."
The scene fades to black.
"Come. Come. Master Grace is already waiting for you inside."
The camera man walks in and is stopped by the butler.
"And Please remember to take off your shoes."
The camera man does as instructed. He then hears Carlton's voice shouting from another room.
"Tell him to take his shoes off!"
James rolls his eyes and simply replies back.
"I have already informed him sir."
The cameraman is led to a different room in the humongous R.V. When he walks in he pans around and looks at the numerous pictures of Carlton. Some of them are of him wrestling. Other pictures are of him flaunting his money. The camera man eventually focuses the camera on C4 as he begins to talk.
"Welcome to the Carlton Grace Hall of Fame. The Carlton Grace Hall of fame has been a tradition that has lasted longer than Twenty One years. You are here because you have been invited to witness the newest inductee. But before we get to that, I would like to take the time to talk about my upcoming match. I am the star of the up coming match. The lead role. I will be sure not to disappoint. As for Bobby, There are no small parts in this world. Only small people who play small parts... Huh. I guess there are small parts. Youve got a great task ahead of you. Anyways, most people would take the time to talk about there opponents weaknesses, Their strategies, and so on and so forth. But see I wanna take the time right now to talk about the only thing that matters in this match. ME."
C4 extends a hand backward signaling for a high five from James. The Butler rolls his eyes and reluctantly slaps his hand against his employer's.
"So where should I start. Oh yeah! J-man hand me the list."
James walks forward and hands His boss a folded up list. C4 unfolds it and begins to read.
"Sexy. Smart. Rich. Strong. Successful. Rich. Powerful. Fast. Rich. Oh and did I mention that I was rich?"
C4 walks out of the room and returns quickly with a solid gold trophy in the form of his face.
"And now the moment we have all been waiting for. It is time to give out the Carlton Grace Hall of Fame Award. James the nominees please."
The camera pans over to James as he reads something from a paper.
"And the nominees for Richest and sexiest Wrestler to ever step foot into the VOW are...... Carlton Grace, Carlton Grace, And Carlton Grace."
"Thanks. That's going to be a tough decision to make. I personally believe that Carlton might take this one. The envelope please."
James rolls his eyes again and hands Carlton the golden envelope with his face on it.
"And the winner is............................... Carlton Grace! Oh my. What a surprise. Lets see first of all I want to thank all the little people in the world for making me look better by comparison. I also want to thank myself for be me. I want to thank my mom and dad for being rich and having a sexy rich son. Thank you. Well that's pretty much it for this years show. Remember. You can't beat me and you can't be me."
Carlton reaches in his pocket and tosses the cameraman a stack of autographed photos with his face on them.
"Something for your troubles."
The scene fades to black.