Post by justicelegal on Jun 27, 2012 12:56:46 GMT -5
Handler Info
Name
Connor
Age
15
Efed Experience in years
May 2010-Present=2 years
Email and IM's - optional
justicelegal1@aim.com
Wrestler Info
Wrestlers Name
Justice Legal
Nicknames
The Insane Homicidal One, The King of Xtreme, The Anarchy Warrior, The Hospitalized Man
Home Town
Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Gender
Male
Age
22
Height
6'1
Weight
215
Pic with base
Drew McIntyre
Entrance Music
"Ties That Bind" by Alter Bridge
Entrance
COMING SOON
Alignment
Face
Wrestling Style
Hardcore Brawler
General Moves
Chokeslam
Big Boot
Clothesline
Russian Legsweep
German Suplex
Pumphandle Slam
Flying Elbow
DDT
Spear
Powerbomb
Dropkick
Legdrop
Crossface
Signature Moves
G.O.R.E
Finishers
Justice Hammer (Jackhammer)
Legally Dominate (Spinning Hangmans Facebuster)
Biography
Justice Legal started pro wrestling as the manager of "German Emporer" Josef Rucks,however a couple months later the two men got into a fight and started a rivalry. The rivalry ended for the first time in a Steel Cage Match where both men left the building in an ambulance.The two settled their scores as Justice then feuded with ICW Owner Norm "ICON" Robitza, losing to ICON and leaving ICW, only coming back 2 months later defeating ICON for the APW World Title. After that Legal's ICW Career begain to wind down and he went to NWA where he became NWA US Champion. It was from there that he started his XWF career where he went on to beat Hall Of Famer, Crimson Tide in a brutal High Explosives Match, after this he started a feud with Hawking Ripper where he lost a Loser Leaves Town Ambulance Match because of XWF Owner, Mr.Lucente. He returned at Xtreme Mania and lost to Mr.Lucente. He started in CRW, and after 8 matches was put out due to a leg injury. He returned months later to go on a 5 match win streak, only for that to be ended by CRW World Heavyweight Champion, Michael Dredge. He then went on to beat Dredge in a tag team match and become CRW Tag Team Champions with Gravedigger, due to circumstances beyond control, Justice Legal left CRW. He is now awaiting approval of NCW management to sign him.
A Sample RP.
The scene opens in Manhattan, New York, The heart of the city, Time Square. Inside of a small bistro, sits a handsome middle aged man. He sits, sipping his coffee and reading a news paper, while being sure not to spill a drop of it on his custom made suit. He blends into the crowd of other faces inside the building as it seems to be a hot spot for businessmen like himself. As he checks his watch, a young waitress walks over to him to refill his coffee.
(Waitress): More coffee sir?
The man looks up at her from behind his newspaper with a charming grin. He sets down the paper and nods.
(Man): Yes, please. God knows I'd be dead without this stuff.
The waitress smiles and laughs as she refills the coffee, before she leaves, the man again engages her.
(Man): Excuse me miss, I am waiting on someone. He's about 6'2", short blonde hair. Seen him?
The waitress looks across the dining room and smiles warmly.
(Waitress): Actually, I think he may have just walked in...
Justice Legal walks through the door as the door sets a bell off.
*DING!*
He seeks for the man for a minute and then spots what has to be him. He mutters under his breath as he approaches.
(Legal): There he is…
Legal walks over to the table where the man sits, glancing at the paper, cup in hand... He sits down and rests his hands on his table as the man glances up.
(Man): ...you must be Justice Legal...
(Legal):Why yes I am sir…
The man smiles as he puts away his newspaper and pulls out a manilla envelope.
(Man): Well let me introduce myself... I am Anthony Roman-Valentine.
(Legal):As you already know, I'm Justice Legal.
The two men shake hands as Legal eyeballs the envelope and speaks with a concerned tone.
(Legal): May I ask what the envelope is for?
Without hesitation, Valentine replies with a straight face.
(Valentine): It's a contract... I've been hired to kill you.
As Legal's eyes widen, Valentine laughs and shakes his head.
(Valentine): Sorry man, I'm just trying to break the ice here. Really, Really... Its your wrestling portfolio.
Valentine pulls out the contents of the folder as he continues.
(Valentine): You see, my father was a professional wrestler, and a very good one. World Champion in fact... and before he retired he made sure to teach me everything he knows, especially the business side of things, and after watching some Code Red Wrestling on ESPN last week, I saw some real potential in you, and I wanted to come talk to you about a business partnership.
Legal laughs cockily.
(Legal):Listen buddy ol' boy, the paper and coffee thing was cute, but cut it out and realize that I'm Justice Legal, the best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be! I don't need any business partnerships. Hell, I don't even need that CASH kid, he's just some bum off the street. So, open your eye, get up and walk away…
Valentine stands up from the table and shakes his head in disapointment.
(Valentine): Well, if that is how you feel, and you won't even listen to what I have to offer, I suppose I'll go ahead and leave, I have a tentative meeting with a "William Draconis" in about an hour as a fall back plan anyways...
Valentine drops a $100 bill on the table as he begins to walk away, turning one last time to address Legal.
(Valentine): ...its a shame though, too think that with my plan you would be the Apex champion in under a year's time.
(Legal):Wait, what?
Valentine stops in his tracks, a smile briefly washing over him before returning to his stern look.
(Valentine): ...if you're interested, take a ride with me.
Legal looks at the table and again speaks under his breath.
(Legal): Who the hell is this guy?
Legal shake his head a tad then stands up and walks behind Valentine.
(Legal):Well, what are we waiting for?
Valentine leads Legal out of the Bistro and out onto the busy sidewalk of Time Square, signaling with his free hand, the businessman waves his hand. As he waits for his ride, he turns and face Legal, who is still trying to figure everything out.
(Valentine): ...Now, I know what you're thinking. "Who the hell is this guy?" I mean, really? Who walks out of a coffee shops and tips 92 dollars? ..Who shows up, in New York, schedules a meeting, and then...
(Legal):And then what Valentine? What?
As Valentine pauses, a white stretch Range Rover limo arrives. The door opens vertically and Valentine again flashes his charming smile.
(Valentine): and then offers you a ride in the nicest limo you've ever seen.
Valentine enters the limo, waiting on Legal to do the same, after a moment of hesitation, Justice Legal steps into the limo and the door shuts.
(Valentine): Alright, now back to business... First of all, let me make sure my notes are correct, because this seems a little off.
Valentine flips through the notes in the portfolio folder as Legal looks on.
(Valentine): First... you are from England? ...I don’t hear an accent. Is that right?
(Legal):I, erm moved there when I was 7..Origionally from Toronto, Ontario…
Valentine looks surprised at Legal's response, noting the change in his notes.
(Valentine): See, we're making progress and we are just getting started... wait, before I go into all this, why don't you ask me a few questions first. I'm sure you want to know about me...
(Legal):Who the hell are you? Why the hell are you here?Who the hell is your father?And lastly, where the hell are you from?
Laughing out loud, Valentine puts his hands on his knees before leaning over to the mini bar inside of the decked out limo and pouring himself a scotch. He takes a quick swig of the aged liquor and then takes a deep breath before replying with a very fast paced response.
(Valentine): Alright, well... I am Anthony Roman-Valentine, my father is former Southwestern Championship Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, Jim "The Iron Horse" Valentine, the cousin of Greg "The Hammer" Valentine... So you could say that I am from a family of wrestlers, but really I am from Chicago. Born and raised on the road throughout the independent wrestling scene. I'm a mid west guy at heart, but since I started my new company, Valentine-Enterprises, I've decided to expand a little... and that brings me to "why I am here…”
Valentine pauses, giving Legal time to digest the information he has rapidly thrown at him before continuing.
(Valentine): I am here to make you an amazing offer Justice. I see alot of talent in you, alot of untapped potential, and if its one thing I know about this business, its how to tap the potential. I see you as a man who is destined to be a world champion one day, but in the mean time what are you doing? Turning on your tag team partner, forming a new tag team with a guy who hasn't said so much as "boo" since he stepped into the company? ...That's all just wasting your time. You need to change your course and you need to have a guiding light. Someone who has your best interests in mind.
(Legal):Us CRW wrestlers have a guiding light, Michael Dredge. However, when I get into the ring with him this week, I will become the guiding light whilst the CRW fans, wrestlers, and I watch Michael Dredge suffocate when I shove that monopoly down his throat, blocking all the air vents in his body!
(Valentine): ...first of all, if we are going to do any business together, you need to start taking these daily with food.
Tossing the bottle to Legal, Valentine gives him a reassuring look.
(Valentine): My assistant Elizabeth has done some digging and found out about your little "personality disorder" so I made a few calls and I got this new experimental drug... they tell me it will make your a little more, well.. normal, plus sharpen your focus, and if we are going to win that title, you'll need to be focused.
Legal looks at the bottle, twists the top and then pops it open, he shuffles out two pills then grabs the scotch from Valentine.
(Legal):What better than a stranger handing me pills of the unknown, well might as well do a test run..CHEERS!
Legal plops the pills and his mouth and downs the scotch.
(Legal):Ahhh, I feel much better.
Valentine looks at Legal with an easy smile, he looks down at his notes and gets back to business...
(Valentine): Alright, so back to you... It says here your 27, but I've got to be honest, you don't look 27.
(Legal): I'm actually 22, I lied my age to get into wrestling school.
Legal, hands on legs explains the reasoning.
(Legal):I lived in a home where I didn't feel accepted, my 2 brothers were always top priority and I was always last. So, when I was 12 I moved in with my grandparents (mothers' parents) in Blackpool where I joined a wrestling school; wrestling being the only way out of a dark place for me.
Valentine nods as he again changes his notes.
(Valentine): Interesting... so there is more to you than meets the eye. That's good, because that is something you can tap into for fuel when needed. I like that.
Valentine puts his paperwork and notes down beside him, getting to the meat of his offer now.
(Valentine): Alright Legal, here is what I want to do. I want you to sign a contract with me, an exclusive rights contract thats employs me as a manager as well as a training for your career. I want a two year deal, no ifs. ands, or buts.... and because I actually think you're an ok guy, I am not asking for any type or payment in the first year of this deal... and in the second year, I will only ask for a standard 6% cut of your earnings in CRW.
(Legal):Well sir, before I even look at that contract, I need to know the following..what your plan is, why you're doing this and lastly, what is it going to accomplish?
(Valentine): All Business... I like it! Well, here is what I want to do. I want you to firstly get an apartment here in the City, it will be easier to train you that way, and it keeps you close to the CRW headquarters, which means more chances to be on ESPN and other CRW TV products to promote yourself.
Keeping with his seemingly typical "100 mph" attitude, Valentine quickly darts back into conversation before Legal can respond.
(Valentine): Now I know what you're thinkin' ...This guy is insane, I cant afford a New York condo, but thats the best part. Its on me! I'll set you up with a great pad over looking Central Park, set you up with private gym time 3 times a week with some amazing personal trainers, and we'll also work on some marketing plans to get your name out there even more than it already is, because the more money you make for CRW, the more they want you to be in the main event, in the title picture, and in the ring in general.
Valentine pauses to breathe but continues again, leaving virtually no room to interject.
(Valentine): and the best part is, if you play your cards right, I'll lead you to championship gold, guaranteed...
Legal takes a long pause as he thinks hard on the offer and sales pitch he’s received..
(Legal):Well it's a deal sir...
Yet another triumphant smile is formed on the face of Mr. Anthony Roman-Valentine as he shakes Legal's hand as he taps a button on the limo's control panel.
(Valentine): Eric, please stop up ahead to let Elizabeth in, she'll be waiting on the corner of 5th and E. 42nd Street.
The limo rolls on as Valentine turns his attention back to his new client.
(Valentine): Alright, so first things first, tomorrow morning we need to meet at this address and have our first training session. I need to see what you can and can't do and get the right people training you. We need to add to your repertoire if we are going to have you taking down the "big boys."
Valentine hands Legal a business card
(Legal):Hmm, looks interesting… However, may I ask where the contract I'm supposed to sign is?
(Valentine): ...Of course, the contract is with Ms. James, the Elizabeth I refered to earlier. We'll be picking her up in a few moments and she'll have your contract... I must warn you about her though, she can be a little bit... honest.
The limo comes to a hault and the door once again opens... Justice Legal looks outside to see who is entering and his mouth nearly drops to the floor.
Elizabeth James steps into the limo and smiles as she shakes Legal’s hand.
(Elizabeth): Hello Mr. Legal, I am Elizabeth James, but you can call me Liz. I’ll be handling all of your press and public relations matters, as well as your booking and a lot of other behind the scenes things like media appearances, autograph signings, and merchandising.
(Legal):Well call me Justice and I hope your Legal! Because, you are one beautiful young lady!
Elizabeth rolls her eyes and looks over at Valentine who is holding in a laugh.
(Elizabeth): …Mr Legal, I am 25 years old, and a graduate of Stanford University, I am not here to be your eye candy, I am here as a business woman, so I would appreciate if you would treat me with the same respect you would treat anyone else in my position regardless of looks or gender.
Legal looks taken back as he apologizes and looks a bit embarrassed.
(Valentine): Liz, easy… he’s a good kid. Listen, you guys will get along just fine, but right now we’ve got to finish this deal off and make it official. Liz, the contract please?
Elizabeth produces the contract from her small briefcase, she places it in front of Legal, who instantly signs the deal.
(Valentine): You didn’t want to look over it first?
(Legal): …No, I’m fine. I took prescription drugs from you without reading, why would I read a contract. I obviously trust you.
As Liz notarizes the contract, Valentine nods at Legal’s point of reasoning.
(Valentine): Makes enough sense to me. So, Mr. Legal, welcome to the Valentine-Enterprises team…
(Legal): Thank you Mr. Valentine…
(Valentine): Please, Mr. Valentine was my father… my uncle… my cousin… call me Anthony, or Tony, or Roman…
Legal lets out a laugh as he feels a weight come off of his chest. Was it the medication? Or maybe simply feeling like he is moving in the right direction…
(Legal): Well Tony, something about this feels really good. I can’t wait to start tomorrow.
Valentine smiles as he nods again, this time patting Legal on the shoulder.
(Valentine): We’re going to turn you into a wrestling machine my friend… a wrestling machine.
The scene fades as the luxurious limo drives away into the busy traffic of New York.
Name
Connor
Age
15
Efed Experience in years
May 2010-Present=2 years
Email and IM's - optional
justicelegal1@aim.com
Wrestler Info
Wrestlers Name
Justice Legal
Nicknames
The Insane Homicidal One, The King of Xtreme, The Anarchy Warrior, The Hospitalized Man
Home Town
Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Gender
Male
Age
22
Height
6'1
Weight
215
Pic with base
Drew McIntyre
Entrance Music
"Ties That Bind" by Alter Bridge
Entrance
COMING SOON
Alignment
Face
Wrestling Style
Hardcore Brawler
General Moves
Chokeslam
Big Boot
Clothesline
Russian Legsweep
German Suplex
Pumphandle Slam
Flying Elbow
DDT
Spear
Powerbomb
Dropkick
Legdrop
Crossface
Signature Moves
G.O.R.E
Finishers
Justice Hammer (Jackhammer)
Legally Dominate (Spinning Hangmans Facebuster)
Biography
Justice Legal started pro wrestling as the manager of "German Emporer" Josef Rucks,however a couple months later the two men got into a fight and started a rivalry. The rivalry ended for the first time in a Steel Cage Match where both men left the building in an ambulance.The two settled their scores as Justice then feuded with ICW Owner Norm "ICON" Robitza, losing to ICON and leaving ICW, only coming back 2 months later defeating ICON for the APW World Title. After that Legal's ICW Career begain to wind down and he went to NWA where he became NWA US Champion. It was from there that he started his XWF career where he went on to beat Hall Of Famer, Crimson Tide in a brutal High Explosives Match, after this he started a feud with Hawking Ripper where he lost a Loser Leaves Town Ambulance Match because of XWF Owner, Mr.Lucente. He returned at Xtreme Mania and lost to Mr.Lucente. He started in CRW, and after 8 matches was put out due to a leg injury. He returned months later to go on a 5 match win streak, only for that to be ended by CRW World Heavyweight Champion, Michael Dredge. He then went on to beat Dredge in a tag team match and become CRW Tag Team Champions with Gravedigger, due to circumstances beyond control, Justice Legal left CRW. He is now awaiting approval of NCW management to sign him.
A Sample RP.
The scene opens in Manhattan, New York, The heart of the city, Time Square. Inside of a small bistro, sits a handsome middle aged man. He sits, sipping his coffee and reading a news paper, while being sure not to spill a drop of it on his custom made suit. He blends into the crowd of other faces inside the building as it seems to be a hot spot for businessmen like himself. As he checks his watch, a young waitress walks over to him to refill his coffee.
(Waitress): More coffee sir?
The man looks up at her from behind his newspaper with a charming grin. He sets down the paper and nods.
(Man): Yes, please. God knows I'd be dead without this stuff.
The waitress smiles and laughs as she refills the coffee, before she leaves, the man again engages her.
(Man): Excuse me miss, I am waiting on someone. He's about 6'2", short blonde hair. Seen him?
The waitress looks across the dining room and smiles warmly.
(Waitress): Actually, I think he may have just walked in...
Justice Legal walks through the door as the door sets a bell off.
*DING!*
He seeks for the man for a minute and then spots what has to be him. He mutters under his breath as he approaches.
(Legal): There he is…
Legal walks over to the table where the man sits, glancing at the paper, cup in hand... He sits down and rests his hands on his table as the man glances up.
(Man): ...you must be Justice Legal...
(Legal):Why yes I am sir…
The man smiles as he puts away his newspaper and pulls out a manilla envelope.
(Man): Well let me introduce myself... I am Anthony Roman-Valentine.
(Legal):As you already know, I'm Justice Legal.
The two men shake hands as Legal eyeballs the envelope and speaks with a concerned tone.
(Legal): May I ask what the envelope is for?
Without hesitation, Valentine replies with a straight face.
(Valentine): It's a contract... I've been hired to kill you.
As Legal's eyes widen, Valentine laughs and shakes his head.
(Valentine): Sorry man, I'm just trying to break the ice here. Really, Really... Its your wrestling portfolio.
Valentine pulls out the contents of the folder as he continues.
(Valentine): You see, my father was a professional wrestler, and a very good one. World Champion in fact... and before he retired he made sure to teach me everything he knows, especially the business side of things, and after watching some Code Red Wrestling on ESPN last week, I saw some real potential in you, and I wanted to come talk to you about a business partnership.
Legal laughs cockily.
(Legal):Listen buddy ol' boy, the paper and coffee thing was cute, but cut it out and realize that I'm Justice Legal, the best there is, the best there was and the best there ever will be! I don't need any business partnerships. Hell, I don't even need that CASH kid, he's just some bum off the street. So, open your eye, get up and walk away…
Valentine stands up from the table and shakes his head in disapointment.
(Valentine): Well, if that is how you feel, and you won't even listen to what I have to offer, I suppose I'll go ahead and leave, I have a tentative meeting with a "William Draconis" in about an hour as a fall back plan anyways...
Valentine drops a $100 bill on the table as he begins to walk away, turning one last time to address Legal.
(Valentine): ...its a shame though, too think that with my plan you would be the Apex champion in under a year's time.
(Legal):Wait, what?
Valentine stops in his tracks, a smile briefly washing over him before returning to his stern look.
(Valentine): ...if you're interested, take a ride with me.
Legal looks at the table and again speaks under his breath.
(Legal): Who the hell is this guy?
Legal shake his head a tad then stands up and walks behind Valentine.
(Legal):Well, what are we waiting for?
Valentine leads Legal out of the Bistro and out onto the busy sidewalk of Time Square, signaling with his free hand, the businessman waves his hand. As he waits for his ride, he turns and face Legal, who is still trying to figure everything out.
(Valentine): ...Now, I know what you're thinking. "Who the hell is this guy?" I mean, really? Who walks out of a coffee shops and tips 92 dollars? ..Who shows up, in New York, schedules a meeting, and then...
(Legal):And then what Valentine? What?
As Valentine pauses, a white stretch Range Rover limo arrives. The door opens vertically and Valentine again flashes his charming smile.
(Valentine): and then offers you a ride in the nicest limo you've ever seen.
Valentine enters the limo, waiting on Legal to do the same, after a moment of hesitation, Justice Legal steps into the limo and the door shuts.
(Valentine): Alright, now back to business... First of all, let me make sure my notes are correct, because this seems a little off.
Valentine flips through the notes in the portfolio folder as Legal looks on.
(Valentine): First... you are from England? ...I don’t hear an accent. Is that right?
(Legal):I, erm moved there when I was 7..Origionally from Toronto, Ontario…
Valentine looks surprised at Legal's response, noting the change in his notes.
(Valentine): See, we're making progress and we are just getting started... wait, before I go into all this, why don't you ask me a few questions first. I'm sure you want to know about me...
(Legal):Who the hell are you? Why the hell are you here?Who the hell is your father?And lastly, where the hell are you from?
Laughing out loud, Valentine puts his hands on his knees before leaning over to the mini bar inside of the decked out limo and pouring himself a scotch. He takes a quick swig of the aged liquor and then takes a deep breath before replying with a very fast paced response.
(Valentine): Alright, well... I am Anthony Roman-Valentine, my father is former Southwestern Championship Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, Jim "The Iron Horse" Valentine, the cousin of Greg "The Hammer" Valentine... So you could say that I am from a family of wrestlers, but really I am from Chicago. Born and raised on the road throughout the independent wrestling scene. I'm a mid west guy at heart, but since I started my new company, Valentine-Enterprises, I've decided to expand a little... and that brings me to "why I am here…”
Valentine pauses, giving Legal time to digest the information he has rapidly thrown at him before continuing.
(Valentine): I am here to make you an amazing offer Justice. I see alot of talent in you, alot of untapped potential, and if its one thing I know about this business, its how to tap the potential. I see you as a man who is destined to be a world champion one day, but in the mean time what are you doing? Turning on your tag team partner, forming a new tag team with a guy who hasn't said so much as "boo" since he stepped into the company? ...That's all just wasting your time. You need to change your course and you need to have a guiding light. Someone who has your best interests in mind.
(Legal):Us CRW wrestlers have a guiding light, Michael Dredge. However, when I get into the ring with him this week, I will become the guiding light whilst the CRW fans, wrestlers, and I watch Michael Dredge suffocate when I shove that monopoly down his throat, blocking all the air vents in his body!
(Valentine): ...first of all, if we are going to do any business together, you need to start taking these daily with food.
Tossing the bottle to Legal, Valentine gives him a reassuring look.
(Valentine): My assistant Elizabeth has done some digging and found out about your little "personality disorder" so I made a few calls and I got this new experimental drug... they tell me it will make your a little more, well.. normal, plus sharpen your focus, and if we are going to win that title, you'll need to be focused.
Legal looks at the bottle, twists the top and then pops it open, he shuffles out two pills then grabs the scotch from Valentine.
(Legal):What better than a stranger handing me pills of the unknown, well might as well do a test run..CHEERS!
Legal plops the pills and his mouth and downs the scotch.
(Legal):Ahhh, I feel much better.
Valentine looks at Legal with an easy smile, he looks down at his notes and gets back to business...
(Valentine): Alright, so back to you... It says here your 27, but I've got to be honest, you don't look 27.
(Legal): I'm actually 22, I lied my age to get into wrestling school.
Legal, hands on legs explains the reasoning.
(Legal):I lived in a home where I didn't feel accepted, my 2 brothers were always top priority and I was always last. So, when I was 12 I moved in with my grandparents (mothers' parents) in Blackpool where I joined a wrestling school; wrestling being the only way out of a dark place for me.
Valentine nods as he again changes his notes.
(Valentine): Interesting... so there is more to you than meets the eye. That's good, because that is something you can tap into for fuel when needed. I like that.
Valentine puts his paperwork and notes down beside him, getting to the meat of his offer now.
(Valentine): Alright Legal, here is what I want to do. I want you to sign a contract with me, an exclusive rights contract thats employs me as a manager as well as a training for your career. I want a two year deal, no ifs. ands, or buts.... and because I actually think you're an ok guy, I am not asking for any type or payment in the first year of this deal... and in the second year, I will only ask for a standard 6% cut of your earnings in CRW.
(Legal):Well sir, before I even look at that contract, I need to know the following..what your plan is, why you're doing this and lastly, what is it going to accomplish?
(Valentine): All Business... I like it! Well, here is what I want to do. I want you to firstly get an apartment here in the City, it will be easier to train you that way, and it keeps you close to the CRW headquarters, which means more chances to be on ESPN and other CRW TV products to promote yourself.
Keeping with his seemingly typical "100 mph" attitude, Valentine quickly darts back into conversation before Legal can respond.
(Valentine): Now I know what you're thinkin' ...This guy is insane, I cant afford a New York condo, but thats the best part. Its on me! I'll set you up with a great pad over looking Central Park, set you up with private gym time 3 times a week with some amazing personal trainers, and we'll also work on some marketing plans to get your name out there even more than it already is, because the more money you make for CRW, the more they want you to be in the main event, in the title picture, and in the ring in general.
Valentine pauses to breathe but continues again, leaving virtually no room to interject.
(Valentine): and the best part is, if you play your cards right, I'll lead you to championship gold, guaranteed...
Legal takes a long pause as he thinks hard on the offer and sales pitch he’s received..
(Legal):Well it's a deal sir...
Yet another triumphant smile is formed on the face of Mr. Anthony Roman-Valentine as he shakes Legal's hand as he taps a button on the limo's control panel.
(Valentine): Eric, please stop up ahead to let Elizabeth in, she'll be waiting on the corner of 5th and E. 42nd Street.
The limo rolls on as Valentine turns his attention back to his new client.
(Valentine): Alright, so first things first, tomorrow morning we need to meet at this address and have our first training session. I need to see what you can and can't do and get the right people training you. We need to add to your repertoire if we are going to have you taking down the "big boys."
Valentine hands Legal a business card
(Legal):Hmm, looks interesting… However, may I ask where the contract I'm supposed to sign is?
(Valentine): ...Of course, the contract is with Ms. James, the Elizabeth I refered to earlier. We'll be picking her up in a few moments and she'll have your contract... I must warn you about her though, she can be a little bit... honest.
The limo comes to a hault and the door once again opens... Justice Legal looks outside to see who is entering and his mouth nearly drops to the floor.
Elizabeth James steps into the limo and smiles as she shakes Legal’s hand.
(Elizabeth): Hello Mr. Legal, I am Elizabeth James, but you can call me Liz. I’ll be handling all of your press and public relations matters, as well as your booking and a lot of other behind the scenes things like media appearances, autograph signings, and merchandising.
(Legal):Well call me Justice and I hope your Legal! Because, you are one beautiful young lady!
Elizabeth rolls her eyes and looks over at Valentine who is holding in a laugh.
(Elizabeth): …Mr Legal, I am 25 years old, and a graduate of Stanford University, I am not here to be your eye candy, I am here as a business woman, so I would appreciate if you would treat me with the same respect you would treat anyone else in my position regardless of looks or gender.
Legal looks taken back as he apologizes and looks a bit embarrassed.
(Valentine): Liz, easy… he’s a good kid. Listen, you guys will get along just fine, but right now we’ve got to finish this deal off and make it official. Liz, the contract please?
Elizabeth produces the contract from her small briefcase, she places it in front of Legal, who instantly signs the deal.
(Valentine): You didn’t want to look over it first?
(Legal): …No, I’m fine. I took prescription drugs from you without reading, why would I read a contract. I obviously trust you.
As Liz notarizes the contract, Valentine nods at Legal’s point of reasoning.
(Valentine): Makes enough sense to me. So, Mr. Legal, welcome to the Valentine-Enterprises team…
(Legal): Thank you Mr. Valentine…
(Valentine): Please, Mr. Valentine was my father… my uncle… my cousin… call me Anthony, or Tony, or Roman…
Legal lets out a laugh as he feels a weight come off of his chest. Was it the medication? Or maybe simply feeling like he is moving in the right direction…
(Legal): Well Tony, something about this feels really good. I can’t wait to start tomorrow.
Valentine smiles as he nods again, this time patting Legal on the shoulder.
(Valentine): We’re going to turn you into a wrestling machine my friend… a wrestling machine.
The scene fades as the luxurious limo drives away into the busy traffic of New York.
