[GUY]

“Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis!”

Guy practically screaming at the top of his lungs in pure excitement. It was onlya few hours following the King for a Day match. Here he stood with the golden King’s Crown in hand. Holding it up in the air like it was a child. Basking in its glory. His excitement poured out of him a little more.

[ G U Y ] -- It was always going to be just yew and Guy. No one was ever going to keep us apart. No one was ever going to stop our ruling. No one was ever going to take over Guy’s Kingdom. Long live King Guy for-evah!

He couldn’t help himself bringing the crown down. Specifically bringing it down to place it on his head. Making sure it was fitting just right. Guy turned himself to the mirror there in the locker room. Checking out his reflection and how good he looked in his crown. His large black painted lips curled into a smile. Clearly a fan of what he saw, but all of the sudden the reflection in the mirror changed to a more demonic version of himself.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Aren’t you playing to say thank you?!

Despite it not reflecting in the mirror. There was nothing but a puzzled look on Guy’s face as he stared at this odd ‘version’ of him. 

[ G U Y ] -- Thank yew? For what?

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- For the crown? For the win? For helping you get back on the right track as silly as this whole ‘King’ thing is.

[ G U Y ] -- Woah! Woah! This isn't silly at all! This is life! This is Guy’s life! It’s the life of his minions. They need him as their ruler. SCW needs him as their King!

His tone made him sound very offended. Guy letting his fingertips brush along the edge of the crown. Being able to feel it made the entire situation feel real to him. Continuing on with his defense.

[ G U Y ] -- And thank yew? We had a plan. I agreed to let yew have input, but you broke the plans. That’s not what Guy said he wanted to do. Not at all!

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Your plans are why you have not held a championship. They are why you haven’t been able to compete at a high level against some of the best names this place has to offer.

[ G U Y ] -- I told yew...

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- And I told you! We’re doing things my way now!

That angry voice seemed to boom throughout the entire locker room. Instantly silencing the two-time King. The rage in the reflection’s eyes seemed to really come outy when they narrowed. His voice is still booming with that hint of anger.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Tonight. I did what needed to be done!

[ G U Y ] -- But you could have really hurt Artie. There was no need for the mist! Do you know how bad that makes Guy look?!

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Who the hell cares?! That idiot doesn’t deserve any respect. He doesn’t deserve anyone looking out for him. He doesn’t give a damn about you. You mean nothing to him. So why protect him?!

[ G U Y ] -- Guy isn’t protecting him. Artie is a nice...

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Shut the hell up! This is why I had to take over. This is exactly fucking why! You’re never going to make it on your own!

Again the anger was enough to silence the reigning king.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Since I secured that stupid crown for you. Since I got you right back on track. Since I made sure Artie didn’t make a bigger embarrassment out of you. Every decision you make for King of the Day is going to come from me.

[ G U Y ] -- Nu! Nu! That’s not going to be needed. Guy has some very big plans for that night. Something all of his minions are going to love!

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- I don’t think you are understanding me here, Guy. This wasn’t up for debate. This wasn’t up for discussion. Every decision. Every match. Every outcome. It’s all going to come from me and you’re going to follow the plan to a tee. Do I make myself perfectly clear?!

[ G U Y ] -- Listen. Guy has this under contr----

All of the sudden he felt like there was a hand around his throat. Finding himself struggling to breathe within an instant. Gasping for air as he was forced to look into the glowing eyes of the reflection.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Last time I am going to ask you. Do I make myself clear, Guy?! Do I make myself fucking clear?!

In a panic state and to the best of his ability. He nodded his head in such a vigorous manner. As soon as he gave the response this alter ego version of himself was looking for. Guy found himself able to breathe again. Dropping down to his knees gasping for air as he could hear the voice again.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Artie needs more punishment brought his way. I got just the thing in mind for that. This fake World Champion. Also needs to be punished. Carte needs to understand that he isn’t universally loved and adored like he thinks. He needs to understand that the only people that give a shit about him are the same five people he surrounds himself with. His yes man crew.

Guy still struggling to breathe. His eyebrow arched up a little bit. This couldn’t be good. Not even close to it. For it seemed he was trying to target all the wrong people -- or were they actually all the right people. Guy was starting to feel himself becoming more conflicted by the moment.

[ G U Y ] -- Wait... wait... That’s a fren.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- A friend? You call someone that mocks you the second your outlook doesn’t align with theirs.

[ G U Y ] -- Mmm. Maybe perhaps it was a misunderstanding of Guy? The Bottom Carter wouldn’t do something like that on purpose.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Like he wouldn’t just sit there and watch Jayden get attacked? Like he wouldn’t take an easy win just to have a shot at the world championship in the first place? It’s time to wake up and smell the coffee Guy. That freak is one of the worst human beings to ever exist.

Hearing the words being said. Guy’s facial expression was becoming softened and more hurt. Like he was starting to realize that maybe what was being said was true. Only for the alter ego to pile it on even more.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- If you aren’t kissing his ass, like he’s the greatest thing since sliced bread. Then he is going to mock you. He is going to laugh at you. He’s going to do whatever he can to bury you. Because that’s just who he is. He will hold others under water. Just to keep himself a float. So punishment is also coming his way.

[ G U Y ] -- I guess... if that’s what really needs to be done. Guy isn’t sure, but maybe. Yew see something Guy doesn’t see. He always thought they were friends, but he did say a lot of bad things about Guy...

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- Exactly. Which is why he must pay. After all, ruling with an iron fist is the only way that you are ever going to prove a point, but that’s something we will get to when the time is right. You see as much punishment that I am going to make you dish out to them. I’m also going to reward you all the time.

[ G U Y ] -- Reward? Like a present?!

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- That’s one way to look at it. We both know that Logan Hunter should have never been able to say he’s a champion. He damn sure shouldn’t have ever been in a position where he was a champion before you. That’s just down right spitting in the face.

[ G U Y ] --  Eff the Logan Hunter. Massive tool. No one likes him. No one wants to be his friend or even his fan. He’s the doo-doo water!

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- And yet somehow he can call himself a champion here before you ever did. Do you see where you have failed and made some unforgivable mistakes to the point that you need me?!

Little did Guy realize, but this alter ego of his was breaking him down mentally. He was destroying him from an emotion standpoint. It was all done to be able to take full control of the mind, body, and spirit of the Caped Warrior. Something he just didn’t understand the concept of and therefore it was working. Guy was questioning himself now more than ever.

[ A L T E R . E G O . G U Y ] -- But there’s no need to fear. There’s no need to feat at all Guy. The plan worked tonight. The plan will work in a couple of weeks. When it is all said and done. You’ll be able to call yourself a champion. Then when that happens. You’ll have no other choice but to admit that I’ve been right and you’ve been wrong this entire time. I am always a man of my word.

That smirking expression of the alter ego was highlighted in that mirror. Guy still remained silent as he was questioning everything. He felt lost and defeated by some of the words that were said to him. Yet on the flip of it. His disdain and dislike for Logan was making him have a clouded judgement. Maybe just maybe this alter ego did have his best interest in mind. It was a lot to process and only time would tell in whether or not this was all going to be a dream come true or a nightmare just waiting to happen.


This was not a sight Calvin wanted to see. Not even close to it. Holding his hand over his eyes trying to shield himself from the pale backside of Guy. He was roaming around this office in nothing but a hospital gown. Putting all the cheeks out on display.

[ C A L V I N ] --  Tell me again. Why the hell I had to tag along to your doctor’s appointment?!

Guy was focusing on one of the jars sitting on the table. Pulling out the cotton swaps a little bit at a time. Seemingly no issues with his backside being all exposed, especially exposed to his friend.

[ G U Y ] --  So Guy has someone that can back him up! Everyone is talking crazy to Guy about his acid reflux condition. Yew are here to hear the doctor, so yew can confirm what Guy has already said when he gets reupped on his medication for it!

[ C A L V I N ] --  If we are just here for acid reflux... What is the point of the gown?!

[ G U Y ] -- Oooh! Guy just likes to be comfortable, silly.

[ C A L V I N ] --  Well comfortably sit down so I don’t have to see your ass anymore. For fucks sake. I didn’t know skin could get that pale!

[ G U Y ] -- Oopsie!

Following behind called out. Guy quickly tucked his hands under the gown to hide his backside while he shuffled over to take a seat right on the table. Thankfully this nightmare might be ending soon for Calvin. Thanks to a simple knock on the door followed by a redhead doctor walking inside. She looked over at to Guy and smiled wide.

[ D O C T O R ] -- Well if it isn’t my favorite patient!

[ G U Y ] -- Huzzah Doc!

[ D O C T O R ] -- What brings you in today, sir? Been a little while since I’ve seen you.

[ G U Y ] -- Guy has been a very busy bee!

[ D O C T O R ] -- Not exactly a bad thing I haven’t seen you. Just means you’re in good health and that’s what we want.

[ G U Y ] -- That was until Guy’s acid reflux came back to haunt him.

[ D O C T O R ] -- Oh no! That’s terrible to hear.

There was quite the gasp from the doctor. Calvin just sat there shaking his head from side to side. This is why Guy was the way that he was. So many people played into his shenanigans.

[ G U Y ] -- Oh no indeed. Guy thought he would be okay without the meds for just a little bit. But that wasn’t the case. He had a very-very bad flare up in a match recently. It got messy!

[ D O C T O R ] -- Messy? This doesn’t sound good at all.

[ G U Y ] -- Nope! Wasn’t good at all. It all came up in one of Guy’s opponent’s faces. The big yuck. Caused him to fall down and go boom. Guy felt terrible about it, but before he could even apologize after the match. They all said Guy cheated and used mist. They were very mean and nasty towards Guy for his condition. Isn’t that right Calvin?

[ C A L V I N ] --  Don’t drag me into all of this. I am already regretting coming along to all of this.

[ G U Y ] -- He’s a big grump, but soft as a teddy bare. Don’t take nothing he says seriously doc.

[ D O C T O R ] -- Trust me. I won’t. I deal with people like that all the time. Sometimes even worst than that. No harm done.

Quickly, the doctor found herself pulling her pen out of the little pocket of her scrubs and started to jot down on the clipboard she had in her lap.

[ D O C T O R ] -- I can tell you Guy. I am terribly sorry to hear that people were rude and nasty to you over something that you cannot control. Acid reflux is common and most people should know that.

[ G U Y ] -- Yiiiiiis! Yiiiis they should, but the thing is. Guy deals with a lot of... erm... not so smart people almost every single week. They call Guy the big dumb, but most of them don’t even know what two plus two is. Can’t expect them to know about serious medical conditions like this.

[ D O C T O R ] -- That’s why doctors exist, but have no fear. I’m writing this prescription for you for a reup on your medication to help control it. Going to even bring the dosage up just a little more. Once you start taking it again. Give it a day or two. Then you should feel a lot better.

[ G U Y ] -- Huzzah! The best doctor on the planet!

There was another excited yell that came from Guy. Before the doctor ripped off that piece of paper and decided to hand it over to him. Guy taking it, folding it up, and then tucking it under the hospital gown.

[ D O C T O R ] -- Anything else I can do for you, Guy?

[ G U Y ] -- Newp! Not at all. This will get Guy back on track and now he can prove all those rude nasty people to be wrong.

[ D O C T O R ] -- I wouldn’t pay too much attention to them. Just get yourself right.

She then pushed herself up from her chair and found herself walking back out of the office door. She came in. Guy reached for that piece of paper and pulled it back out shaking it in Calvin’s face.

[ G U Y ] -- Nana BooBooo!

[ C A L V I N ] --  You know you aren’t helping your case right?

[ G U Y ] -- Pffffft!

Calvin once again shook his head with Guy just beaming from ear to ear. Thinking that somehow this was going to make everything right. That wasn’t the case at all.

With the cameras rolling the scenery was a little different. A little odd. Almost ominous in a way. All thanks to the dark room with a single bulb hanging below. Lighting up the room just enough to highlight a black hooded figure standing there. Their back turned to the cameras. Then a laugh could be heard coming from them.

“KeKeKeKeKeKe!”

That laugh had the hooded figure’s shoulders popping up and down. With that laugh of theirs getting a little louder.

“Kekekekekekeke!”

Everything about that laugh was a dead give away as to who was in that hood. It was such a familiar to the land of Sin City Wrestling.

“Kekekekekekekek!”

That hood figure’s hand reached up and yanked down on the hood. The back of their head could be seen. Before spinning themselves around. Revealing the identity to be none other than Guy. That large grin across those black painted lips of his.

“Suuuuurpriiiiiiiiiiiise Logan! It is your King Guy. Aka the Most Royal Leader of His Minions. Aka the Mystery Meat Opponent for yew. Aka da Future Champion of Roulette! Isn’t this just wonderful?”

That laugh of his could be heard once again. Of course as much joy as he felt right now. There was a very good chance that the man he just referenced wouldn’t be feeling the same way by any means.

“King Guy is giving yew a chance to be on his show. In the first ever Pin The Jackass Gauntlet. Where your Championship of Roulette will be on da line! Just in case yew don’t fully understand. Since Guy knows you are da mega dumb and have a hard time understanding the most basic of concepts that even first graders get. Yew is the Jackass that everyone in this gauntlet is trying to pin. If Guy had been finking a little bit better. He would have made yew wear a donkey costume, but as Da King. He has been very busy, focused on far more important stuffs than yew.”

Such a nonchalant shrug seemed to escape the Caped Warrior’s shoulders.

“And honestly after all the horredoes things you’ve said about your King. From the past and leading up to this match. Guy must admit he isn’t shocked but it is very appalling. Like how dare yew be so ungrateful? Yew were gift wrapped a shot at da Championship of Roulette. To which yew fumbled, stumbled, and bumbled your way through despite being a very limited wrassler. Walked away with le championship. Den wanted to brag like it was da greatest thing to ever happen since da invention of peanut butter and banana sammiches. So Guy becomes a very gracious King.”

“He presents yew with an opportunity to show how good of a champion roulette player yew are. Let’s see what da great Logan Hunter is all about. Das where dis championship defense and gauntlet match takes place. Once again being gift-wrapped an opportunity. Being put on your King’s show. Guy even kinda sorta made it easy for yew with Justin and Bill being in it. Yet yew still can’t be thankful? Yew still show your king some respect? What a naughty boy yew are, Logan.”

A ‘tsk-tsk’ came from Guy as he waved his finger from side to side just a bit.

“Before your King further discusses what a naughty boy yew have been. He feels like he has to address the jesters of the match. Da ones King Guy called easy-peasy for Logan to get on through. This might be offensive to yew, Justin. It might be offensive to yew, Bill. This might make yew feel all angry inside. Little bit of jealousness yis? That’s okay. It’s twenty-twenty five. We are allowed to have feelings. No one can tell yew that they are invalid. Nope not at all. Be upsetty spaghetti over it. Buuuuuuuuuuut...”

“What your King said is not wrong. It’s not even a teenie tiny bit wrong. No sir. Yew are both very easy. Anytime people see the Bulldog. They just go ope there goes that puppy again. Big ol’ bark on him, but he would never bite. Don’t even have any teeths to bite with. Besides at this point people are starting to take pity on yew, Bulldog. They know it’s wrong to be committing violence against animals. They know that PETA should have stepped in long ago. They know that dogs versus wrasslers just isn’t right.”

“It’s wrong in every sense of the word. So they take pity on yew now. They just try and tip toe around it so they don’t hurt you. They just get their win and move on. This is all it is going to be this time around. Logan is just going to eliminate yew from this match. There goes yew dreams of becoming the Champion of Roulette but dogs don’t win championships anyway. So in the end it’ll be juuuuust fine. Maybe after this pending loss. Yew will get the hint and go run live in the words like a good puppy. Never to be seen or heard from again. Yew deserve that kind of peace, Bulldog!”

The way that Guy spoke was just a little bit out of ordinary for him. Far more dismissive and crude than usual. Something that had come out more and more as of late. Yet, that smile of his never faded. Kind of creepy how the expression didn’t change.

“As far as you go Mr. Loser Butthead, Justin. No one is taking pity on yew. They’ve just all come to realize two things about yew. The first one is yew just isn’t smart. Nothing yew every say makes a lick of sense. Like the CTE is very-very apparent in da speech. To the point it’s like yew just say the same thing every single week. Every single promo. Very concerning, dey should look at yew brain. Buuuut as your King was saying. His other minions just know you are the big dumb. No point in giving yew any real time of day. And the other fing they’ve come to learn. Yew are just everyone’s punching bag!”

“Yew is the person people get to face when they debut here. Easy win for them. Get their baby legs under them. Yew are the person people face when they need a pick me up and need tp get back on track cause dey keep losing. Someone like Miles Kasey. Yah, he benefit from facing yew. People forget his losses when he gets an easy win against yew. Yew are be the person that people just get to beat up over and over again. Either get their confidence back to what it once was or help boost their confidence. Yew never put up a real fight.”

“Yew never prove yourself. Yew never dig down deep and bring something new to the table. Yew never ever prove anything that anyone has ever said about yew to be wrong. Yew just accept it, just like yew accept being nothing more than everyone’s punching bag. Yew are a loser and that’s what yew deserve. So of course Logan is going to smack yew around in this gauntlet. Of course he’s going to smack the Bulldog around in this gauntlet. He will get through the two of yew with ease, but den the real challenge comes. Overcoming the final boss of dis video game. King Guy, kekeke!”

With the lack of respect being shown and that laugh being heard once again. It was becoming very clear that Guy wasn’t going to back down from his view anytime soon.

“Now back to yew naughty boy, Logan. Don’t get yew panties all wet when I call yew that. It’s not a compliment by any means. Nor is it a sign yew should go back to tweeting about having da secks with the Artfiical Intelligence. Yew are naughty because yew show no respect to those that are clearly better than yew. At no point have you ever recognized that you are truly the drizzling poops. How yew can choose to keep ignoring it? How yew continue to act like it’s not obvious confuses da heck out of Guy and it takes alot to confuse your King. Yep, yep.”

“Fink about it Logan. Truly fink about it. How many times has someone went: ‘Woooow. Dat was an awesome Logan Hunter promo’?! How many times has someone ever been like ‘Logan Hunter has put on a five star match’?! How many times has anyone ever said ‘Logan Hunter is going to make a great champion one day’?! Or even better than that. How many times has someone went ‘This Logan Hunter dude. He’s the future. He’s going to be somebody huge in SCW’?! Please answer Guy. How many times has that happened? We’ll all wait until yew give us the answer.”

Folding his arms across his chest with a little bit of sass to him. Doing exactly what he said he was going to do when it came to waiting. Knowing damn well he wasn’t going to get an answer, but it was all done by design. All to help further embarrass the current reigning and defending Roulette Champion.

“Just like Guy expected. Yew are the big dumb. Can’t even provide a simple answer to simple questions. So allow your King to answer them for yew, Logan. Not one time. Not one time at all did any of those things get said about yew. No one has ever thought yew were great at anything. If anything yew are just a giant pimple on the bottocks that everyone wishes would just go away and never ever come back. It would be a much better place if that did happen. But even though that’s the case and even though yew know that. Yew gonna do what yew do best when yew don’t want to deal with the truth. Yew will stick to those ‘no selling’ ways of yours.”

“Yew won’t acknowledge that yew are a waste to the roster. Yew won’t acknowledge your losing record. Yew won’t acknowledge the amount of times yew have ran your mouth only to get punched in it. Yew damn sure won’t acknowledge that are without a doubt better than yew and have put yew in your place. Yew ‘no sold’ da heck out of Guy beating the goofy out of yew a few months back. Acted like it didn’t happen. A true, cowardly act. Yew have done the same to Kris Ryans, Miles Kasey, and even Kevin Carter. Yew got this god complex about yourself that yew just can’t ever acknowledge any of this. Heck, the complex is so bad that it has blinded yew to this very moment.”

Once again he just shook his head from side to side. That unimpressed look remains on the royal King’s expression for the time being.

“Stevie HECKIN’ Wonder could have seen this coming a mile away. Your King was always going to be the mystery opponent. Your King was always going to be the one to challenge yew status as champion. Especially when it came to his Kingdom. Yew were never going to be able to walk around here like yew owned this place. Yew were never going to walk around here like yew were bigger than your king. And it was always going to be a King Guy that yew were going to have to answer to when it came to defending that championship. Yew may be delulu. Yew may not believe what is being sad. Your god complex may keep yew oblivious to everything around yew, but this is the reality that you are going to have to live with!”

Guy’s eyes seemed to narrow once again. Not really backing down from his own beliefs on the matter at hand. All before a deep breath overcame the royal majesty.

“This. All of this is nothing more than a gigantic waste of Guy’s time. It’s a waste of his words, effort, and wisdom. He knows that it is going to go in one ear and out the other for yew, Logan. Like your King has already established. Yew are going to no sell it all. Yew are going to turn the other cheek. Yew are going to continue to be the same way that you today as yew were yesterday.” “

“Nothing about yew is ever going to change and therefore it is never going to ge better. However, when the dust settles and when the smoke clears out. Yew will be left lying in the middle of the ring. Being laughed out by thousands and thousands. For having one of the shortest Champion of Roulette reigns in history. All while King Guy prances around yew the brand spanking new champion. Sucks to suck, idiot!”

The zoom in on Guy’s large smirk was next level. There was no denying that it was done to help send the final message. All of which meant nothing when someone like Logan refused to acknowledge what was waiting in the winds for him, but soon enough he wouldn't be able to escape what reality was. The cameras remained zoomed in on that creepy yet arrogant looking smirk for a few more seconds before finally fading out to black and leaving the people on the edge of their seats.