DELIVERY FOR GREAT SCOTT
We focus on the outside of the MGM Grand Garden Arena. Most of the fans are already packed inside of the building as the show has already gone live. We shift from the front of the building to the back of the building near the back entrance and the loading docks.
A large truck pulls into the back with music blaring and the horn being pressed frequently like a fat kid trying to beat his favorite video game for the first time. The side of the truck reads “STRONKUMMS LLC” in bold, bright letters. The security guarding the back entrance look at each other in confusion as the truck pulls to a stop. The driver’s side door of the vehicle opens and out steps HOW Hall of Famer Jace Parker Davidson.
He has on a leather jacket and has the HOW LSD Championship belt placed proudly around his waist. Jace tilts his head up and takes a look at the building where PRIME conducts their business. He listens closely trying to see if he can hear the sound of Lindsay Troy blowing her top before shaking his head. Jace begins to approach the back entrance but two MGM Grand security guards step forward and block the entrance.
Security Guard #1: We cannot let you enter the building and you cannot park your vehicle back here. Kindly re-enter the vehicle and leave.
Jace stands there and looks the Security Guard up and down without speaking.
Security Guard #2: Are you hard of hearing or something, buddy?
A slight smirk tugs at Jace’s lips as he turns his attention towards the second Security Guard.
Jace Parker Davidson: Oh, I hear just fine but I need to take care of my business here before I leave this place in the dust.
The Security Guards glance at each other before shaking their heads.
Security Guard #1: As I stated before, sir. We cannot allow you to enter the building. There is a PPV event being broadcasted at the moment inside here. So, whatever business you think you have needs to be rescheduled and approved by the powers that be.
Security Guard #2: So, again, please leave the premises or we’ll be forced to remove you by force. Trust me, you don’t want us to have to remove you by force.
The grin on the second Security Guard’s face was a mile wide. Jace twists his head side to side as audible cracking sounds can be heard. The LSD Champion takes a slow, deep breath then spits the biggest, wettest loogie at the feet of the two security guards. Both men jump back a bit not wanting to get any of that on them as Jace leans back and gestures for both men to come at him.
Security Guard #1: You just signed your death warrant.
The first Security Guard reaches for the nightstick on his hip while charging Jace but the HOW Hall of Famer is too quick and lands a stiff kick below the belt of the Security Guard. The first Security Guard drops the nightstick and falls to his knees clutching his private parts.
Security Guard #2: Son of a–
The second Security Guard charges at Jace and the two men start to exchange heavy right hands back and forth. Both men refuse to yield until Jace stops the Security Guard’s momentum with a knee to the gut. Jace grabs a hold of the doubled over man and then tosses him into the back of the STRONKUMMS LLC truck. The Security Guard’s body bounds off the double doors of the back of the truck before he crumbles to the pavement. Suddenly, the doors to the truck pops up and one of Jace’s best friends pops his head out of the back of the truck.
Devin Skylar: What the hell is going on, man?!
Jace Parker Davidson: Had to go with plan B.
Jace replied with a shrug of his shoulders but the distraction of conversation with his associate was enough for the second Security Guard to get to his feet and tackle Jace from behind down to the pavement. Devin hops out of the truck and makes it a two on one situation as he pulls the Security Guard off of Jace before the two men put a beating on one of the men just trying to do his job. Next Devin’s sister Samantha hops out of the back of the truck and begins to put the boots to the first Security Guard who is still holding his groin. The noise and commotion obviously has alerted someone inside of the building as the door to the back entrance is kicked open with force.
Jace Parker Davidson: Uh oh…
Devin Skylar: Problem?
Jace Parker Davidson: BIG goddamn problem.
Both men pause their attack and look over at the 6’6” 350lb monster that is the Head of Security for PRIME. The man stands tall and looks over the chaos that has gone down outside of the building.
Dametreyus: Don’t think I don’t who you are. You’d better have a damn good reason for being here and not in Cleveland.
Samantha scurries away to stand behind both Devin and Jace. Dametreyus stands there with his large arms folded across his massive chest as Jace takes a slight step forward.
Jace Parker Davidson: I’m here on business. Always business, my good man. You see I have business with PRIME and a certain wrestler that goes by the name of The Maya Angel–
Jace pauses then shakes his head deciding to take another approach.
Jace Parker Davidson: Sorry, what I meant to say is that one of your wrestlers is a good friend of mine and a business partner. He goes by the name of GREAT SCOTT and he’s not only a PWA Megastar but he’s the first ever sponsored athlete of STRONKUMMS LLC. He has a big title match tonight and I have a contractually guaranteed shipment to deliver to him before his match tonight. Of course, I know you’re a busy man with a lot on your hands but I’m also teaming with GREAT SCOTT on Sunday night and I NEED him in the best condition possible for that match. It is imperative that he gets his Liquid STRONKUMMS. Allow us to deliver the product and we’ll be out of your hair in two shakes of a lamb’s tail.
Jace smiles the most insincere cheesy smile towards Dametreyus. Both Devin and Samantha both smile also, thinking it might somehow convince the massive man in front of them not to choose violence on this night. The second Security Guard gets to his feet then hobbles his way over towards Dametreyus.
Security Guard #2: Dam, these HOW guys are trying to invade tonight’s show!
Devin & Samantha Skylar: WE ARE NOT FROM HOW!!!
Jace holds out his arm calming the brother and sister duo down before turning his attention back to the Head of Security.
Jace Parker Davidson: We come in peace, there must have been some miscommunication. Surely, if you’re seen or better yet, tried Liquid STRONKUMMS yourself then you would clearly understand that I am nothing more but a simple business man trying to fulfill a promise to a friend.
Dametreyus raises his eyebrow as Jace turns his head towards Devin and Samantha.
Jace Parker Davidson: Get the Liquid STRONKUMMS and let’s show the man how great our product is.
Jace winks as Devin and Samantha nod their heads. They move to the back of the truck and begin gathering cans of Liquid STRONKUMMS. Jace smiles awkwardly then steps aside as Devin and Samantha begin pelting Dametreyus and the two Security Guards with cans of Liquid STRONKUMMS. Aluminum cans filled with processed low quality meat, steroids, and cocaine are indeed heavy and don’t feel too good when bounced off of your skull. The two Security Guards retreat for cover but Dametreyus just stands there unmoving while can after can of Liquid STRONKUMMS collide with his massive body and bounce off of him like he was in the middle of a pillow fight.
Jace Parker Davidson: Keep firing!
Devin and Samantha grab more and more cans of Liquid STRONKUMMS but Dametreyus slowly but surely approaches Jace and the STRONKUMMS LLC truck. Jace decides to say screw it and swings a big right hand at the chest of the Head of Security. Dametreyus is unaffected but Jace steps backwards holding his hand in pain like he just punched a brick wall.
Jace Parker Davidson: I guess you’ve been taking your Liquid STRONKUMMS too, huh?
Dametreyus: Ain’t nobody in their right mind drinks that shit.
Jace grabs both Devin and Samantha and pushes them towards Dametreyus. The brother and sister go on the offensive against the Head of Security but it’s a futile effort. Dametreyus flicks Devin aside like a fly and holds Samantha at bay by her arm. Jace reaches into the back of the truck and grabs a single can of Liquid STRONKUMMS. Jace sneaks around the other side of the truck out of sight. Jace waits until Dametreyus’ focus is totally on his friends then tip toes his way into the back entrance with the can of Liquid STRONKUMMS in search of GREAT SCOTT.