| Sinister_Scot | Date: Friday, 2011/08/26, 8:37 AM | Message # 1 |
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| Willie Uncut is a show broadcast via the internet showing what Willie gets up to during a week.
TUESDAY 16 August
[The show opens with highlights of the Macgregor Croft match from the night before]
William Masters: “Croft spins Macgreg—OR NO! The Sinister Scot with a Mongolian Chop. Croft's holding the sides of his head.”
Tim Timmons: “Macgregor with a nasty headbutt that I'm being told he calls the Glasgow Kiss. Croft looks completely out of it when Macgregor pulls him into a Vertical Suplex. What a display of strength. Macgregor's just holding him, suspending him upside down and letting all of that blood rush to Croft's brain...and POWERSLAM!”
William Masters: “He calls that The Sinister Urge!”
Tim Timmons: “He hooks the leg and pins Croft!”
ONE...TWO!...THREE!
Tim Timmons: “Well, I call that a win. What an impressive debut by the newest edition to EWA's roster, William Macgregor.”
William Masters: “He has such a sweet first name too. Obviously, he is going to be amazing by that fact alone.”
Macgregor gets down to Crofts face and screams until he is red, he stands through the scream, raising his fists in the air
WEDNESDAY 17 August, Motel
[As the highlights fade out William Macgregor can just be made out sitting on a bed in a small motel room, the main source of light in the room is coming from the T.V. William turns on the lamp at the side of the bed and turns the television off.]
Macgregor: Welcome tae Willie Uncut. Just tae be clear this has nothin ae do wae circumcision. Fir those a you that dont know a am the Sinister Scot William Macgregor!
Tuesday, August 16th 2011, the day EWA stood up an took notice ae Willie. The guys at the Empire can see that a aint no whippin boy, a am the real deal, all after wit a have tae say was a very dominant victory even though a got ma opponents mixed up.
A wis under the impression that Lara Croft wida turned up, an tae be perfectly honnest wae yeh she'd probably been better making an appearance cos she coulda probably gave me a tougher match. However instead a Lara a got Edward? Don't know about you lot but a have never heard a Eddie Croft!?! Canadian bad ass...Ma Arse! It must be a translation issue ir somethin because that guy could barely fight sleep, it woulda been less ae an insult to send out some burd to fight me! What wis a expectin though, yir first is never very good! But Eddie yeh can hold on tae somethin, yeh wir the first to experience the wrath of the Sinister Scot, yeh wir first tae be sent home ward by Willie Macgregor but a promise yeh, yeh willny be the last.
[An intermittent vibration is heard coming from the drawer of the bedside cabinet]
Macgregor: Damn it, a thought a turned that hing aff.
[Willie reaches over and opens the drawer, pulling out an old Nokia 3210. He presses a couple of buttons and waits for a few moments before a small snigger is produced. He then turns the phone off and throws it back into the drawer.]
Macgregor: Sorry, but it turns oot the ma next victim has just been announce, and the unlucky bastard is...drum roll please...Damien Winters!
WHO?
Exactly, another slap in the face fir Willie Macgregor, another hapless nahbody put in front a me, another piece a shit on the bottom ae ma boot that a will have tae dispose ae. A can see the irony ae the whole hing though, Damien the Snowman makin his EWA debut against the Sinister Scot at Rising fae the Flames. Snowmen an flames don't go too well the gether, an a will stick tae the tradition, that Winter shower will be disposed ae the only way a know how...by plantin ma boot directly up his arse before movin on an movin up, because lets git this straight, a am on the way to the very top ae this company an this business. The guys at the top have it easy the noo, they dinny need to step in the ring wae me, an thats fine, but know this when lads, when yees dae, yeh will realise Tuesday, August 16th 2011 was the day the Empire changed forever!
[Willie grabs something that was lying next to him on the bed]
Macgregor: Thats all fae me the noo, cheers fir tunin in, until next time.
[Willie then extends his arm with the item he picked up in his hand an presses a button, clearly a remote control for the camera as the picture feed immediately cuts off to black before going to a couple of adverts]
FRIDAY 19 Aug, AA
[We return from a short ad break, William is in the back of a small room, a small group of people are congregating behind him.]
Macgregor: Welcome back, it is now Friday evening, an unlike my old self a will no be hittin the pub an gettin wrecked, instead a git to spend ma night at AA.
[Just then a man walks into the room]
Man: Right if you could all gather round we will get started.
[William leaves the camera set up at the back of the room and joins the others in taking a seat]
Man: I see we have a new face with us tonight, would you like to give us your story?
[The man looks a Macgregor, William sighs and stands up.]
Macgregor: How yees doin? A am William an a am originally fae Scotland. I have been sober three an a half years now.
Well a left the US in 2008, a was at a wrestlin hall a fame event an passed oot drunk, a decided that it wis time tae go hame. See a've always enjoyed a drink, that started young, growin up in Scotland there wis nothin really ae do, so we usually had a couple a drinks an passed the time. We saw it as social drinkin, that wis fair enough that go us threw, it started goin doon hill fir me in 2006, a had came here a pursue ma dream ae bein a professional wrestler, an it got aff tae a good start a was relatively successful, but then a got an injury that kept me out for almost 9month an without wrestling in ma life a didny know what to so. A wis a young guy in a strang country an didny really know anyone, so a returned to the childhood method a passin the time by drinkin. When ma injury heeled a tried to return ae the ring, The promotion tried ae get me help but a wisny for listenin. It got tae the stage that a just stopped wrestlin so a had more drinkin time. Passin oot in public an havin ae get carted oot like a corpse wis ma wake up call, a went hame and ma Da booted some sense intae me, a got some help an here a am, three year later sober.
[William tried to sit down]
Man: So what brings you back to the US?
Macgregor: Wrestlin. A came ae this country 6 years ago wae a dream a being world champion, that is somethin that a never achieved, so a have came back to do it. A have concurred m demons, a will now concur wrestlin.
Man: That is a bit risky? what if something goes wrong again and you relapse?
Macgregor: well thanks fir yir confidence boost son. Nothin is goin ae go wrang this time, nothin can hold me back, nothin will stop me becoming the Champion.
Man: Ok, lets take a 5 minute break...
[William cuts the camera off at that point and the show once again goes into an ad break]
MONDAY 22August, The Interview
[As we come back from the short ad break Willie is standing outside of a large building in the middle of a quiet street, holding a camera at arms length.]
Macgregor: Its noo Monday, an after a quiet weekend am doon here in the middle a nah were ae record some sort ae interview wae some guy Jacob somthin or other? a don't know a just got telt tae git doon here, a wis still in ma bed an hoor ago.
[William then disappears off the camera as he walks inside, a nice view of his feet and the floor are shown as he makes his way into the building. He then realises and lifts the camera to show a small darkened room with lighting being set up in the corner with the camera crew. A woman, Jenny Jacobs, approaches William at which point he has the camera firmly focused on her]
JJ: Hi, you must be William
Macgregor: Aye, am lookin fir Jacob?
JJ: Who?
Macgregor: Jacob, a got a call aboot an hoor ago an got telt tae git doon here fir an interview wae some Jacob character.
JJ: I am Jenny Jacobs, I am who is doing the interview.
Macgregor: Aww, much better, how yeh doin wee hing?
JJ: What?
Macgregor: Nothin, disny matter, how long tae we cin git started?
JJ: Shouldn't be too long the guys are just finishing setting up, can I get you a drink while you wait?
Macgregor: Nah hen am aff the booze.
JJ: I meant non-alcoholic?
Macgregor: Aw a see, nah hen a'll be fine.
CameraMan: Jenny we are ready for use now.
JJ: Shall we?
[Willie turns his hand held camera off, the pictures now move to a more clearer picture as they move EWA camera. Jenny and William are sitting on some stools with EWA advertising boards behind them and the camera positioned in the middle]
JJ: Good Afternoon to all in the Empire, I am Jenny Jacobs and today I am being joined, for the first time, but EWA new boy William Macgregor, William Welcome.
Macgregor: How yeh doin Jenny?
JJ: Good thanks, and you?
Macgregor: Aye canny complain, got pulled oot ma bed tae come down here hinkin it was goin ae be some fat guy Jacob doin the interview, pleasant surprise when it wis actually you, a should really pay a bit mare attention ae you lot.
JJ: Thanks...I think. Anyway, lets get right down to business, on Tuesday you made your debut in the EWA, winning the match, how did you think it went?
Macgregor: Well a'l ne honest wae yeh hen, when a got that three count an the ref raised ma han a remembered why a came back intae this business, a remember why a put up wae aw the yanks an the stench that is in the air. A remebered why a put up wae the crap, cos a love beating the livin daylights oot a folk an leavin them fir deed, but no only that, havin ma hand raised in victory fir doin it. So how dae a feel? well a lot better than a did on Monday, its just a shame a need tae wait so long ae dae it aw again.
JJ: Yes well August 30th, but we will get to that in a minute, how about giving us your thoughts on you opponent this past Tuesday...
Macgregor: Aw the Canadian Bad Ass?
JJ: Yes, Edward Croft?
Macgregor: The less said aboot that waste a space the better, a've awready said wit a wanted to say about the guy, he disny deserve tae lace ma boots never mind step intae the same ring as me.
JJ: Fair enough, if that's your opinion...
Macgregor: That isny an opinion that is the truth, you know it, a know it an mare importantly Eddie knows it.
JJ: Well how about telling us about your opponent at Rising from the Flames Damien Winters?
Macgregor: Wit is there a tell? Fae wit a can see this is another slap in the face, a said it the other day, a feel the folk higher up don't see how far a cin take this company, either that or after the destruction ae that useless Canadian nahbody in the locker room wants anythin ae do wae the Sinister Scot, so the only way wis tae use the new guy. It disny matter which one it is, soon enough the guys at the top will see sence, soon enough the guys in the back will have no choice, soon enough Willie Macgregor will take over.
[William stands up and takes off the microphone he was fitted with and walks out giving an intense stare right down the camera, as the show ends and fades to black.]
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