The scene opens up as TJ Codair is seen sitting on the floor in a dimly lit room, candles surrounding him. He is wearing a pair of jeans and no shirt, with his arms resting on his knees. He lifts his head up and looks at the camera.
"Sun Tzu once said that the supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting. A quote I have come to admire and believe in for as long as I have been wrestling. To be honest with you all. That is something I have really been able to sink my teeth into also. You see the best way to strike at a man is to not just throw quips and gashes at them such as Ninja enjoys the cock, because it is not nearly as strong as to say insinuate that he is nothing more then a creep as his name implies then give examples such as he likes to sneak around in darkness. Maybe he has found his way into some locker rooms that he should not be in. Watching some ladies as they prepare for matches and touching spots himself that should be considered very inappropriate."
Codair shrugs
"I mean hell lets face facts, no one can see him right? So he can be right here with me right now."
Looks behind him.
"Oh thank god, I heard the wind. I was worried, I didn't want a ninja creeping up on me."
Looks around
"Alright, I think we need to put the lights on like now, cause I'm a bit worried all of a sudden, I'm hearing this skittering around, and I'm praying to god its rat's. Now what the hell does that tell you of my currant situation. I have Jon Dough's Ninja coming after me. I am actually terrified beyond all belief. Can we turn on the lights please. I am now half expecting midgets to start gnawing on my ankles. Shit, I don't even feel safe in my shower right now cause this guy could be lurking in the shadows of the bathroom watching me, doing unsanitary things that would make a nun beat him with a ruler."
Codair claps as the light comes on and shows a four people dressed up like ninjas tied up and gagged, some are bloody, the others are slung.
"Oh I'm a dirty rat, did I get your brother. Did I get someone close to you. Ninja, how in the flying fuck am I going to take you seriously in this whole match thing. I mean shit, you ain't even cut a promo yet. Your the mysterious guy that shows up and throws people beatings. Mother fucker, I invented that shit in companies I worked for when I was starting out. Just appearing at random, throwing beatings."
Codair grabs one by the neck.
"WHO THE FUCK IS THE NINJA?"
Codair looks at the guy, the leans down and looks into the mans eyes as he shakes his head.
"Hey, cupcake, now is not the time to be quiet
Codair slaps the man dressed as a ninja as the man just whines a lil then looks at him.
"Alright, ya ain't gonna talk, that's fine. I can do the bit without ya. Fact is Ninja, I don't really care who ya are or what ya do. I don't know who ya act like? Who ya creep up on? Who ya seem to act like? Your a ninja right? Why the fuck do ya make yourself known? Ain't ya supposed to be a hidden assassin? Shit, do I have to file a lawsuit for false advertising."
Codair looks at the ninja in front of him, and just kind of laughs.
"Alright, Ninja, let me be a bit clear about this, I really don't care who ya represent, who your running with or whatever, as far as I am concerned your just a waste of time in need of a serious ass kicking. Why? it is simple your the bitch on the other side of the ring getting ready to face me. I wish I had more to say about you but the problem is from what I have seen or heard, ya don't say much, and for that matter ya don't do jack shit. Your a miserable prick that needs to get beat. No I ain't talking your dick so put that pathetic jap dick of yours away, the ladies in America like adult sized. Not the made from japan version that is pocket sized."
Codair looks at the man dressed as a ninja and chuckles.
"Ya know I'm sitting her and the worst part is I don't know what to do or say. Normally I would look over promo's get a feel for someone and say my bit, go to town and let them know where exactly I stand on whatever the match would be. Ninja, I ain't got a clue about you, your a mystery, and I sure as hell ain't trying to help your gimmick. I am just talking in general, you are a bloody fucking mystery to me. I Dunno who you are or let alone, how to prep for you. Dunno what to do, what to say, how to act. Hell I Dunno who to talk to. The Ninja is a mystery to me. Does he exist, is he real? does he matter to my climb to the top of the roster here in SCW. I don't know, should I fall to him, am I going to be the laughing stock of the company. it is nerve racking at best. However things need to be considered."
Codair looks at all the ninjas in the room tied up and beaten.
"Now I may not know the answer right away, but I will try like hell to figure it out. You see, I am standing here right now wondering why in the hell I have gone as far as I have with these guys, and trying to understand what the hell must be going through my mind. I mean shit, I got guys dressed up like ninja's tied and beaten up, we get Bridgette the Midget and we got the start to a really bizarre fucking porno. The worst part of all of this. IT IS FUCKING HOTTER THEN HELL HERE."
Codair glares at the ninjas in the room.
"You boys don't mind if I light up do ya? I mean I'm a lil cranky right now and think its time I have one. Now should the Ninja actually talk, I am sure he will state the obvious, TJ Codair is lame for cutting the promo like he did. Having ninja's tied up and beating the hell out of them, what was he thinking? Why would he do something like that? Simple, these guys decided to break in and they pissed me off, so I dressed em up like you and clubbed em like harbor seals even more. Just cause they pissed me off a bit, and upset me a bit. Now if I were a gambling man. Wait a minute, I am a gambling man. That's why I traveled out this way to Sin City and got myself a god damn contract here to wrestle. I am looking to make an even bigger name for myself here and spread my knowledge of the sport."
Codair pulls out a cigarette from his pocket and lights it up.
"I have been in this industry for years. I been doing this because I love this industry and been a part of it for damn near two decades. Raising hell, beating people up, proving to the world that I am as good as I have said I have been for the past decade. I once was suttle. I once was nice, I once used to show a bit of remorse and try to talk people out of the ring from facing me. Now, I just allow my anger and rage do the talking for me. I just get into that ring and raise more hell then anything. Why, well its just me. I became a bit bitter a few years back. You see, my bitterness has just allowed me a new stance on it all. Be it here or at Battleground Wrestling, I'm raising hell and beating whoever gets in my way, why. Because that is what I do. That is who I am. A lot of traveling is involved, however that is the way of the business. That is the way you have to be. Me I wrestle two companies to satisfy a growing desire to wrestle against the best."
Codair takes a drag off his cigarette
"Now to all of ya that are watching, wondering just who in the hell I am. I am TJ Codair, I am the Massachusetts Wrecking Machine, I am the guy that will get in your face, tell ya to take a fucking swing and when your done with the swing, I'm gonna rip your fucking head off just for the shear fun of it all. You know, because that is what I do. I am a bad tempered, ill mannered, self riteous mother fucker that does not give a flying fuck about anyone in this company unless they earn my respect. Why, because that is just who the fuck I am. I am a bastard that feels these new and upcoming wrestlers need to be thrown a beating and taught the harsh reality of things. That being they ain't shit. No matter how much they sit there and hype themselves up. Trying to be bigger and badder then what they truly are. Its fucking adorable, it really is. Cause the half of them ain't got half the balls, the other half of em, don't have the intelligence. What's that say about the upcoming generation of wrestlers."
Codair glares at the camera as he takes another drag off his cigarette.
"Now as everyone can see, they can tell I am the guy that says whatever the hell I want, and I been standing by waiting for this Ninja to come out and say his piece, to see what kind of piece of shit promo he can cut and am disappointed heavily. My first match here at Sin City is going to be me tearing apart a fucking coward. I ain't sure if I should take that as a compliment, or the suits that run the booking department are wondering if I am actually going to show up, so they are scheduling me a friggen shadow. A guy that works solely with or for Jon Dough. Whoopie, I'm excited can't ya tell. Now I can continue to be a douche bag and try to wait The Ninja out and hope and pray he cuts a half decent promo, or I can just say fuck it and go at him now. I'm gonna go at him now, cause I don't have the time to sit around and wait."
Codair shrugs
"Hell I Dunno what you have been waiting on, waiting to see if Mr Miyagi or Doughboy to give ya the go ahead to come at me or not. However my patience has worn out with you, already. If this is the type of thing I get to look forward to in this company. Having to be the first one to cut a promo, or see a bunch of last minute promo's to hype a match. Sad, really is. Ya see this is supposed to be on of the great companies now correct. All I see is lack luster talent struggling to become something they only wish to be. Oh I know I gotta keep my eye on a few people because they will prove me wrong, but the majority however, haha. They need to be taught a very valuable lesson in what to and not do in this business."
Codair chuckles to himself for a moment.
"Don't get me wrong, I ain't the pillar of What's right and wrong in this business by any means. I have done everything wrong, and not a whole lot of things right. Fact is though, the one thing I have done that is right is busted my ass for this business and understand the hardships this business has for people. I am one of the toughest bastards to ever step foot into this business, and now its time I start to show this company why that is. Ninja, regardless of where ya been, what you have seen, who you think you are. I can see that this is just going to be one of those matches that I am going to have to tear you apart and ruin any thought you may have of winning at Climax Control."
The scene ends
