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Josh Matthews adjusted his tie and smiled to the camera nervously, keeping his aire of professionalism as the camera faded in on him.
Josh Matthews: Welcome, EBWF fans! My name is Josh Matthews, and I have the...
Josh nervously looked to his right, then focused back on the camera, as if being caught off guard by it.
Josh Matthews: ..distinction of presenting to you, one of the EBWF's most recent acquisitions, Daniel Bryan.
Daniel walked in from the right side of Josh and glared at him, breathing heavily.
Daniel Bryan: What... is wrong... with you Matthews?
Josh Matthews: I... I just--
Daniel Bryan: SHUTUP.
Josh flinched as Bryan got nose to nose with him, staring at him angrily.
Daniel Bryan: You'll show me the respect I deserve. GOT IT?!
Josh replied in a bit of a stutter, but signifying he comprended what he was saying.
Josh Matthews: Yeah, sure... absolutely. You got it.
Daniel Bryan slowly backed away from Josh, still eyeing him. He slowly turned his attention away from his interviewer, stroking his beard.
Josh Matthews: Now Daniel, you have a match against Brodus Clay in your inaugural singles match on Warfare. We'll get to him shortly, but I want to start with your future plans. Your battle royal match last week for the number one contendership of the tag team championships did not go as planned. You were the last man to be eliminated in the match, so you fared better than anyone else who lo--
Bryan glared at him, narrowing his eyes.
Josh Matthews: --who were unsuccessful. Where do you go from here?
Daniel Bryan: Josh, I have been here for not even two weeks. I've had two matches. I beat Wade Barrett in my first, and I came this close to becoming a number one contender for the tag team championships. I am nothing but a SUCCESS already. There is nothing stopping me from barrelling through the rest of these guys in the EBWF and becoming a champion. It doesn't matter who is holding the belts. I am the best wrestler of ALL... TIME. So you ask what my future is? My future is golden. I don't care if I have to win four matches, or ten, or twenty, or a hundred. The people pulling strings in the back will have no choice but to give me title match after title match when I prove just how dominant a superstar I am. It started with Wade Barrett, and it moves on to this evening at Warfare when I make Brodus Clay tap out.
Josh Matthews: Speaking of your opponent, what's your strategy going into a match with an opponent like Brodus Clay?
Daniel Bryan: My.. strategy? My strategy is to take the big clumsy oaf down, kick him until he can't stand up, then make him tap out with one of the hundreds of submission holds that I know, Josh. I haven't made my mind up yet. Maybe I'll use the Cattle Mutilation. Maybe I'll use my trusty LeBell Lock. Or maybe I'll just lock him in a figure four. It doesn't matter how chubby his legs are, he'll still scream just the same. What do you think, Josh? You think Brodus Clay might have some trouble going out there and dancing if I snapped his leg in two with a kneebar?
Josh Matthews: Well, I don't think that--
Daniel Bryan: WHAT? You don't think what? That I can't do it? That I can't take that dancing idiot and put him in a wheelchair for the next six months? That I can't do the same thing to EVERY man in the locker room? Of course you don't, Josh. You underestimate me, don't you?! Just like the last company I worked for, just like all these idiots, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
Daniel got real close to Josh Matthews again, red faced and furious. He was yelling at this point.
Daniel Bryan: DON'T. UNDERESTIMATE. ME.
Josh had a look like a deer caught in the headlights, not entirely sure how to proceed. His eyes looked past Daniel Bryan, and the camera zoomed out to reveal Brodus Clay, flanked by his trusty Funkadactyls, Cameron and Naomi. Brodus was wearing his traditional black fedora, black track jacket and pants. Daniel, noticing that Josh's gaze had shifted, turned to meet the object of his focus. Cameron stepped forward.
Cameron: Brodus Clay would like to extend his greetings and offer a friendly gesture of goodwill toward his esteemed opponent tonight on Warfare.
Brodus Clay: Sup.
Naomi: Brodus would also like to wish you good luck in your match with him, and may the best man win.
Brodus Clay: Yeah.
Daniel Bryan, clearly unamused, looked between the three people in front of him.
Daniel Bryan: Oh yeah? You wish me luck, huh? Is that right, Brodus?
Brodus smiled and clapped Daniel Bryan on the shoulder.
Brodus Clay: That's right.
Daniel Bryan inched closer to Brodus, clearly beginning to get agitated again.
Daniel Bryan: Do I look like a guy that needs luck? HUH?
Brodus' smile never faded. He looked Bryan up and down.
Brodus Clay: You're a bit small.
Daniel narrowed his eyes.
Daniel Bryan: I don't NEED luck to beat a fat, worthless, untalented dance monkey who couldn't out wrestle his two wenches if he wanted.
Naomi and Cameron both looked at each other, offended. Brodus' smile faded and he got nose to nose with Bryan.
Brodus Clay: Not cool.
Daniel Bryan: Yeah? DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.
Brodus looked him over, looking like he was ready to come to blows right there. Slowly, he began to grin.
Brodus Clay: See you tonight.
With that, he walked off, leaving Daniel Bryan next to Josh Matthews. Josh instinctively offered the mic back to Bryan, but Bryan smacked the mic out of his hands as the scene faded back to the ring.
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Ladies and Gentlemen! Please Welcome, the only living, breathing, rompin', stompin' Funk-a-saurus in captivity! Misssssteeeer Brodus Clay!
Brodus Clay: Funkateers! Put your hands together for the lovely Cameron and Naomi! The Funkadactyls!
"Funky's On a Roll! Funky's On a Roll! Somebody call my mama!"
The crowd was up out of their seats for the arrival of Brodus Clay. He did his usual dance entrance on the stage with the ladies before getting into the ring, continuing the dancing until he tore away his track pants in a flurry of pyro. Cameron sauntered over to the time keeper, and took a microphone. It was now that the crowd realized that the Funkadactyls were not at all pleased. [/color]
Naomi: Now I know we came out here and did our dance and putout smiles on, but Funky and the Funkadactyls are not happy! Not happy!
Cameron: Daniel Bryan - Brodus comes up to you in a show of good faith. He wishes you luck, and what do you do? You disrespect him!
Brodus Clay: Truth.
Naomi: You said you don't need luck? Oh, but - and you better be sure you hear me - I can promise you that you do.
Cameron: You need more luck than you've ever had before, because you've turned our Funky from a fun loving, happy Funkasaurus, into the beast that he is. You don't know what you've done Daniel, but when you get into the ring with our Brody tonight, you're going to understand why you should never, ever underestimate Brodus Clay. Now, that's all we have to say tonight. Brodus will say all he has to say tonight in the ring. You can count on that.
Brodus Clay: Trust!
"Somebody Call My Mama" came over the PA again, and Cameron, Naomi and Brodus left the ring, without the dancing but with a new air of confidence.
(OOC: This is a collaborative, and brief, work by myself and Ashlee for our match at Warfare. Hope you have fun reading it. We're loving our new characters!
