Friday February 26, 2016
7 P.M.
Hofheinz Pavilion – Houston, Texas
| A small sold out arena inside the Hofheinz Pavilion in downtown Houston, Texas was fairly quiet and in their seats as they were waiting for the EBWF house show to start. Knowing that they were only a couple days away from seeing the happenings of Fallout, and being on the road to WrestleMania, the crowd possessed a certain energy. Large stars had been promised to be at this house show as it would be a warm up for the Fallout pay per view taking place in New Orleans. The lights in the arena went dark and bright white spot lights started flickering off and on creating an exciting and intense feeling. The lights went dark leaving the arena dark and full of screaming, exciting fans holding up their cell phones for light. Moments later, “I spit in the face of people who don’t want to be cool!” was shouted on the arena speakers and the video tron for Carlito played in unison. The arena that was once dark was not bright with lights of orange, red, green, and yellow lights. Carlito stepped out from behind the curtain to a mixed reaction of cheers and boos. He confidently stood at the top of the ramp holding a red apple in his right hand. Carlito was sporting a bright orange shirt with an apple on it and black tight wrestling shorts. On his feet he wore a pair of custom black boots with his name on them. Carlito, hearing the reaction from the crowd, made his way to the ring. He occasionally acted like he was going to high five a kid while approaching the ring, but at the last second would move his hand back and run it through his wild, unkempt afro. Carlito entered the ring and grabbed a microphone from the worker ringside. He stood in the middle of the ring as the colorful lights all changed to the color orange in the ring, giving Carlito the same appearance of color. |
-Carlito- Now this is cool! | The crowd booed loudly. After Carlito didn’t high five the kids most of the crowd turned on him. | I have not been booed like this in a long time. I had a run there once in the independent circuits where I was actually cheered. Can you picture that? Losers, like you… cheering a winner like me? | The crowd booed again. | I don’t know if you are booing me because you were maybe expecting a “bigger” superstar, or if you are finally coming to the realization that I am a superior wrestling, and person compared to all of you. You see, the thing about being superior, is that people who are inferior can’t stand you. You know those kind of people that are friendly to your face, but talk crap about you behind your back? Of course you do, you are THOSE people!| The crowd booed. Carlito lifted the microphone to his mouth but the crowd intensified their booing. Eventually they let Carlito speak again. |Speaking of inferior people and inferior competition… that leads me to my next opponent. | Carlito purposely butchers the pronunciation | Chin-sukie Nakanamura. My first two opponents here in EBWF were either great wrestlers, or greatly larger than me. This guy, the only thing he is more than me? | Carlito paused for a moment to think, as the crowd booed. |Well, he is certainly more Japanese than I am. Anything else? Um… He has lost more matches here in EBWF than I have. Yeah, those are two pretty impressive things he has going for himself. Now, let’s look at his superior competition this Sunday. Yours truly, Carlito!| Carlito paused. |Carlito, while less Japanese and few losses… comes out on top in what I like the call, “The cool category.” I will just list a few of those things that make me superior… COOLER… than Nakamura. My hair is cooler, my record is cooler, my ability to eat apples… yep, you guessed it. COOLER! You all wouldn’t know about cool, cool to you fools is a synonym for cold. For me cool is a way of life! A way of life that will continue this Sunday at Fallout. As far as I am concerned, my first two matches were warmups for this weekend. Earlier this week Nakamura said that everyone here in the EBWF was treating his really friendly and kind. Welcoming him with open arms to the premier wrestling company in the United State of America. Unfortunately, that is going to change this weekend when he steps in to the ring with me. I will not welcome Nakamura here kindly, I will however, welcome him here with a backstabber and another loss. A loss or him – a victory for me! A victory that will put me one step closer to becoming the coolest Breakout champion this business has ever seen.
| The crowd booed loudly as Carlito put the microphone down to his side and laughed a cocky laugh for a moment. He then continued. |
-Carlito- Nakamura likes to think he has swag. Likes to think that swag is more important than cool. Some people are even building this match up as COOL VERSUS SWAG! Some people being me of course, but still it is being said. And now that I have said it, it has become cool, which means you can probably get on Twitter right now and COOLVERSUSSWAG is more than likely trending. | Carlito paused and smiled. |Just to be sure that I was not confused, seeing as sometimes English is not my strongest suit, I looked up swag in the dictionary. After being told that swag was a piece of cloth or fabric, I was perplexed and then told to look up swag in the urban dictionary. What I read there was shocking. Swag: “the way someone presents themselves.” So apparently swag is the same as wearing lame clothes and having a terrible hair style while thinking you are the best at everything you do. I know what you are thinking, that could sound a little like me. But you would be wrong. I have great hair, great style, and I KNOW I am one of the best. If you aren’t one of the best you don’t get random phone calls begging you to come back and be great again. When I took that phone call I promised I would come back and entertain all of you. While that was my goal on that day, I feel like I have achieved that goal already. Either I have already achieved it, or I have lost interest in it. My concern is no longer you people being happy and entertained. My concern is becoming the best possible wrestler I can become.| The camera zoomed in on Carlito’s face. |That goal continues this Sunday at Fallout, Nakamura, when I will spit in your face, and then break your back into multiple pieces!
| Carlito dropped the microphone and the lights went back to being multiple bright colors as Carlito’s entrance theme began to play again. Carlito exited the ring and trash talked the fans on the railing on his way up the ramp to behind the curtain. |
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Scene 2
Sunday February 28, 2016
Start of Fallout
Smoothie King Center – New Orleans, Louisiana
| Carlito is seen backstage with a camera on him… |
-Carlito- | In an angry and intense manner. |… And another thing, tonight, I am going to do something I have never done before! Tonight I am going to make a whole nation cry tears of sadness. Tonight, Japan as a whole will take one giant leap forward to realizing that their precious little Nakamura is nothing compared to wrestlers in America. He can do all the hand shaking and baby kissing he wants. He can hand out all the bandana’s or head bands and whatever the hell he wants to. When he steps in to the ring with me later tonight, he is going to realize the mistake he made, and when he is laying on the mat after falling to the Backstabber, he will realize something great. He will realize that this isn’t the path for him. He will realize that the grass isn’t always greener on the other side. He will realize how good he had it in Japan wrestling. He will realize that… he just doesn’t belong here in EBWF. | Carlito paused. | Bring all the swag you want with you. When you are face to face with Triple C tonight, you will find out your inner swag is nothing compared my Caribbean Cool! Now that… | Carlito dropped the angry and intense look and a grin came to his face. | … THAT’S… COOOOOOOOOL!
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