Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2021 19:01:57 GMT -5
Vanessa Jimenez is in her office back in Dallas. She has definitely come a long way from being an unemployed translator fresh out of college to being a manager of champions, well-travelled and still doing translation not only for The Malvados but for clients across the world, both wrestlers and not. She is wearing a nice purple business suit, no stockings and 6” heels black in color; her black hair is tied back into a bun. She paces back and forth behind a nice mahogany desk and nice leather chair which is a hybrid between a gamer’s chair and a CEO’s. Apparently she has picked up gaming as well as parallel to her office desk she has a nice gaming station set up. She’s on the phone, clearly aggravated with whomever it is on the other end.
Vanessa: Look Q, my boys are not coming back for season 2 unless your so call federation actually puts into work what they have on their title, yeah, WRESTLING! You want to know what percentage of their matches they actually wrestled? I signed them up to be wrestlers not silly games; if I wanted them to do that, I would have gone to Nickelodeon or TNT or whatever other channel has those stupid type of games on. Look, either there is more wrestling, or they are not coming back. What? No, your fed is not their home, OCW is their home… No not Omega, no, not Online, damn it Outsiders! Yes you’ve heard of it and unlike your jungle freak show, this fed is actually massive!
~Vanessa hangs up the phone aggravated, probably not only because of the phone call but because she just had to lie. Her ‘boys’ may be champions, but let’s not forget this is backyard wrestling. But maybe the real OCW will stand up and open the tag division and the Malvados can make the jump? Now there is thought. Vanessa walks over to a minibar and serves herself a drink but before she can take a sip her cellphone rings again. She puts it down annoyed. ~
Vanessa: This banana idiot just doesn’t get it!
~She grabs her cellphone but when she sees who it is, her frown is turned upside down. ~
Vanessa: Hola Victor! Where are you guys? Oh yeah? Training for your match vs. Sunday? Excelente! I want to come watch, send me the address, la direccion, si, si. OK ciao.
~She puts the phone away on her purse, grabs it not before having that drink. Feeling better already, she leaves the office. ~
-Scene change-
~Vanessa pulls up to the address Victor texted her but to her surprise, she finds herself at a McDonald’s. There, right in the middle of the parking lot, is a wrestling ring set up and one of the Malvado brothers, we assume Hector, is wrestling someone dressed in an ice cream costume. Vanessa gets out of her car and walks over, catching Victor on the side cheering along with many adults and children watching and enjoying some good Mickie-D’s. Vanessa grabs him by the arm and spins him around. ~
Vanessa: What the hell are you guys doing here?!
Victor: Practicando!
Vanessa: By wrestling a dude in an ice-cream costume?
Victor: Si! Hector Malvado versus McDonald’s Sundae!
Vanessa: Mac what? Sundae? No pendejo! Not Sundae, Sunday! SUN-DAY! DOMINGO!
~Victor blinks rapidly and then looks back at Hector who has Sundae in a figure four and gives him the thumbs up. Victor turns back to a pissed off Vanessa.~
Victor: Oh… Chit… We ducked up.
~To be continued…~
Vanessa: Look Q, my boys are not coming back for season 2 unless your so call federation actually puts into work what they have on their title, yeah, WRESTLING! You want to know what percentage of their matches they actually wrestled? I signed them up to be wrestlers not silly games; if I wanted them to do that, I would have gone to Nickelodeon or TNT or whatever other channel has those stupid type of games on. Look, either there is more wrestling, or they are not coming back. What? No, your fed is not their home, OCW is their home… No not Omega, no, not Online, damn it Outsiders! Yes you’ve heard of it and unlike your jungle freak show, this fed is actually massive!
~Vanessa hangs up the phone aggravated, probably not only because of the phone call but because she just had to lie. Her ‘boys’ may be champions, but let’s not forget this is backyard wrestling. But maybe the real OCW will stand up and open the tag division and the Malvados can make the jump? Now there is thought. Vanessa walks over to a minibar and serves herself a drink but before she can take a sip her cellphone rings again. She puts it down annoyed. ~
Vanessa: This banana idiot just doesn’t get it!
~She grabs her cellphone but when she sees who it is, her frown is turned upside down. ~
Vanessa: Hola Victor! Where are you guys? Oh yeah? Training for your match vs. Sunday? Excelente! I want to come watch, send me the address, la direccion, si, si. OK ciao.
~She puts the phone away on her purse, grabs it not before having that drink. Feeling better already, she leaves the office. ~
-Scene change-
~Vanessa pulls up to the address Victor texted her but to her surprise, she finds herself at a McDonald’s. There, right in the middle of the parking lot, is a wrestling ring set up and one of the Malvado brothers, we assume Hector, is wrestling someone dressed in an ice cream costume. Vanessa gets out of her car and walks over, catching Victor on the side cheering along with many adults and children watching and enjoying some good Mickie-D’s. Vanessa grabs him by the arm and spins him around. ~
Vanessa: What the hell are you guys doing here?!
Victor: Practicando!
Vanessa: By wrestling a dude in an ice-cream costume?
Victor: Si! Hector Malvado versus McDonald’s Sundae!
Vanessa: Mac what? Sundae? No pendejo! Not Sundae, Sunday! SUN-DAY! DOMINGO!
~Victor blinks rapidly and then looks back at Hector who has Sundae in a figure four and gives him the thumbs up. Victor turns back to a pissed off Vanessa.~
Victor: Oh… Chit… We ducked up.
~To be continued…~
