Post by Lochlyn Cade on Aug 8, 2021 18:44:15 GMT
08.03.21 | August on the Atlantic - Day 1
The Debut of Lochlyn Cade in NPW
Behind a curtain in the parking lot area, we open where NPW jobber to the stars, Shane Severe, is seen at the catering table. He’s the guy finger the tomatoes and picking through the lettuce. The guy that’s quite possibly the worst wrestler Northern Pro has in it’s locker room and he’s leaving his leftovers for the rest of the roster. He has a butter knife of mayo as he begins spreading it across his bread, whole wheat, he’s hoping for a push within the promotion so he’s eating right.
He layers the lettuce, tomatoes, and several slices of fresh avocado. He hastily grabs several slices of low fat turkey and places them carefully as he crafts a masterpiece of get in shape artwork. He gives the catering table another look over before settling on the sandwich.
His attention is brought on the sugary delicacies that any eight year old could ever crave. Looking over his shoulder and then side to side. He looks back towards a chocolate cake that hasn’t even been cut into slices. He again checks over his shoulder and not finding a prying eye he picks up the entire cake. With a quick flick he scoops a delicious half finger of icing and gives it a taste, he then again decides on a second finger full of chocolate goodness, until he’s literally eating the cake as he also covers his meal like a starve crazed animal.
“What you got there pig boy?”
Startled Shane Severe drops the cake missing the table as it topples over and lands at his feet. The look in his eyes is nothing less than sheer disappointment but his attention is quickly moved to the voice that had startled him.
“Uh, ummm, I was getting some cake for a little fan I saw crying?”
The camera focuses onto the new guy with his white pressed suit, scarlet colored hair, and an arrogant smug look upon his face. His brown pretty boy eyes look down toward the double layered cake adorned upon Severe’s shoes. His attention is directed back towards Shane’s embarrassed look on his face.
“Does that, uhh, kid always eat an entire cake? I mean minus the frosting under your fingernails.” Lochlyn Cade grins as he pats Shane on the shoulder and picks up the sandwich that he had made. Cade takes a larger than normal bite, chews and then swallows, before dropping the sandwich back on the table.
“I don’t think this table is large enough. What do you think?”
The response he expected was more stuttering and stammering over words and Shane Severe didn’t disappoint.
“I, ummm, uhh…”
Lochlyn Cade again pats him on the shoulder as he speaks, “It’s cool kid most promotions don’t have enough room at the table once I arrive.” He then turns and walks off camera leaving Shane Severe looking down at the scraps he’s been left. You could say it’s a simple analogy that most will be left to fight over his scraps once he, The Promethean, debuts in Northern Pro Wrestling.
The Debut of Lochlyn Cade in NPW
Behind a curtain in the parking lot area, we open where NPW jobber to the stars, Shane Severe, is seen at the catering table. He’s the guy finger the tomatoes and picking through the lettuce. The guy that’s quite possibly the worst wrestler Northern Pro has in it’s locker room and he’s leaving his leftovers for the rest of the roster. He has a butter knife of mayo as he begins spreading it across his bread, whole wheat, he’s hoping for a push within the promotion so he’s eating right.
He layers the lettuce, tomatoes, and several slices of fresh avocado. He hastily grabs several slices of low fat turkey and places them carefully as he crafts a masterpiece of get in shape artwork. He gives the catering table another look over before settling on the sandwich.
His attention is brought on the sugary delicacies that any eight year old could ever crave. Looking over his shoulder and then side to side. He looks back towards a chocolate cake that hasn’t even been cut into slices. He again checks over his shoulder and not finding a prying eye he picks up the entire cake. With a quick flick he scoops a delicious half finger of icing and gives it a taste, he then again decides on a second finger full of chocolate goodness, until he’s literally eating the cake as he also covers his meal like a starve crazed animal.
“What you got there pig boy?”
Startled Shane Severe drops the cake missing the table as it topples over and lands at his feet. The look in his eyes is nothing less than sheer disappointment but his attention is quickly moved to the voice that had startled him.
“Uh, ummm, I was getting some cake for a little fan I saw crying?”
The camera focuses onto the new guy with his white pressed suit, scarlet colored hair, and an arrogant smug look upon his face. His brown pretty boy eyes look down toward the double layered cake adorned upon Severe’s shoes. His attention is directed back towards Shane’s embarrassed look on his face.
“Does that, uhh, kid always eat an entire cake? I mean minus the frosting under your fingernails.” Lochlyn Cade grins as he pats Shane on the shoulder and picks up the sandwich that he had made. Cade takes a larger than normal bite, chews and then swallows, before dropping the sandwich back on the table.
“I don’t think this table is large enough. What do you think?”
The response he expected was more stuttering and stammering over words and Shane Severe didn’t disappoint.
“I, ummm, uhh…”
Lochlyn Cade again pats him on the shoulder as he speaks, “It’s cool kid most promotions don’t have enough room at the table once I arrive.” He then turns and walks off camera leaving Shane Severe looking down at the scraps he’s been left. You could say it’s a simple analogy that most will be left to fight over his scraps once he, The Promethean, debuts in Northern Pro Wrestling.