The camera opens up with Spencer Watts pacing backstage at the PWA arena. A look of anger or potential confusion flashes across his face as he looks back at the monitor during the show. He grabs the monitor and tosses it across the hall yanking the cord from the wall and sending the TV crashing into the wall then hitting the floor cracked and shattered.
Watts: "I got reinstated what? Almost a month ago?! Haven't been on a card, haven't been allowed in the arena, and haven't been given a damn bit of air time backstage or otherwise! That's fine though, I figured maybe things would change. Maybe without Ol' Blueprint around, people would see what I've been talkin about! See that Black is building not just the company but the whole damn top of the food chain in his image! That's great Black, that's beautiful! But what ain't gonna fly is the way you're going about it. Flexin your fancy suit powers and pocket book to put belts around the likes of Beckett. Or how bout you jedi mind trickin that meathead Lassiter into being your lacky?"
Watts paces back and forth looking around the backstage area before picking up a chair.
Watts: "It's fine though. You got this big plan laid out and you got the likes of me and everyone else in your way out the picture... Well your plans about to fail Boss. I'll be here for the next Assault and I'm bringing my new friend with me..." -he slaps the chair- "Please believe by the end of the next Assault... We're gonna have you Dead to Rights."
Watts turns to walk away but then turns and swings the chair over head smashing it into the camera and the screen turns to staticStatistics: Posted by Spencer Watts — Thu Jan 02, 2020 3:22 am
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