EXPERIENCE THE DREAM

ROLEPLAY NUMBER: 01 RECORD: 0/0/0
NEXT MATCH: versus Dalton Castle
STIPULATION: Singles VENUE: Conquest: Las Vegas
ACCOLADES: Coming Soon!
SAY MY NAME

Fade up to the scene of a dark room that was only illuminated by a single dimly lit light bulb. Typically not where you'd see an interview conducted, but today the LariatPRO camera team had been dispatched to this area to conduct an interview with one of the newest superstars on the LariatPRO roster. The camera man maneuvered his camera around the area, attempting to find the figure they were sent to interview. After a few moments of frustration, the sound technician was heard speaking up from the side of the camera.

SOUND TECH: Jesus, man. Why is it so dark in here? Where the hell did they send us?

CAMERA MAN: Man, I have no clue. Lemme tell you though .. I'm getting real sick and tired of being sent out on these ridiculous interviews. It's already bad enough that I get sent out to record stuff for The Wyatts and the Age of the Fall. If this is another weirdo psycho freak ... I'm putting in my two weeks, dude.

SOUND TECH: Yeah I can't really blame you for that one.. Man, it's really dark in here. Don't you have a light or something on that thing? Turn that on.

CAMERA MAN: Alright, alright. Take it easy.

As the camera man fumbles with some switches on his camera, we are still unable to see anything short of a dim light bulb in the distance. Soon, a light illuminates a part of the room as both men breath a small sigh of relief. It's evident that we are just in the depths of an arena, as we see numerous crates, piping and other industrial goods. All is silent .. that is until a voice is heard from the other side of the room, spooking both men!

????: .. You're ruining it ..

CAMERA MAN: What the hell?!

SOUND TECH: More like "who the hell"! Who's there?!

The camera man points the camera in multiple directions, attempting to locate where that voice was coming from. Both men are scared, and rightfully so. They've been sent into the depths of the arena to locate an unknown superstar. If you listen hard enough, you could hear the sound technicians' teeth chattering. Suddenly, steps are heard approaching the two as the light from the camera shines in different directions, still attempting to locate the mysterious figure. Again, the voice spoke out from the darkness.

????: The ambience .. you're killing it. Turn that light off.

A few seconds go by and the camera man still has not killed his camera light. The other voice speaks out yet again, this time sounding more agitated and annoyed. Yet, his voice was still soft and almost feminine.

????: You won't get to .. experience it .. with the lights turned on. It's always more fun with the lights off.

SOUND TECH: Turn that light off, man! Do what he says, I don't want to end up drowned in some swamp or some shit like that!!

Click. The lights went out and again, we were submerged into darkness. Again, the voice spoke out, moaning a bit even.

????: Mmmmm ... That's much better.

More footsteps are heard approaching the camera. A slight chuckle is heard from the figure.

????: Now .. you boys .. can shine your lights on me.

The camera man follows instructions and again flicks the camera's light on. Instead of the backdrop we just saw, we now see purple colored smoked filling throughout the room! And standing in the midst of it all is a man with his back turned to the camera. He's wearing a white muscle shirt, tight black pants and a red beanie. We can hear him chuckle just a bit as he turns around ...

It's The Velveteen Dream! The purple clad provocateur smiles, rubbing his tongue along his teeth and corners of his mouth. His hands were in a praying position directly in front of his chest, fingers spread wide. He gazed at the camera crew through his tinted sunglasses, rolling his neck in the process. It was evident to the camera crew that they had finally found what they were looking for. The Velveteen Dream, perhaps one of the most eccentric athletes in all of sports, finally spoke, breaking the tense moments of silence.

THE VELVETEEN DREAM: I heard you might have been looking for me. Isn't it funny how people always chase the Dream? [The Velveteen Dream extended his own outwards, finger his finger and then inspecting his nails.] .. I'm used to having people follow me .. When you have people that want to experience every bit of your being ... every fiber of your essence ... being hunted by two men with cameras is hardly something that bothers me. I know .. I know that right now I'm the hot ticket and my word is the most sought after thing on this planet. I know that my people are foaming at the mouths to experience me yet again. So .. bravo, gentlemen. You have finally found the Dream that has alluded you for weeks. You might have thought that the Velveteen Dream was just that - a dream. You had never seen me and only heard them speak of me in reverent whispers. But alas .. alas, boys .. you have finally found your Velveteen Dream. So .. congratulations are in order. And now .. now you two will be gifted with the answer to the million dollar question. The question that has the fans of LariatPRO burning and yearning for ... Just who is The Velveteen Dream? [Dream chuckles and smiles, licking the sides of his mouth, almost seductively. He pauses for a moment and then looks back up at the camera. He raises his index finger and wags it "no" to the camera.] No, no, no. Wrong. The question is not "Who is the Velveteen Dream?". The question is "What is the Velveteen Dream?". And let me tell you .. The Velveteen Dream is bigger than anything that in your life. The Velveteen Dream transcends all of time and space and everything it holds with it. And now .. you are lucky enough to experience The Velveteen Dream in all of it's glory. You can bask in my essence and bathe in my soul. Now that I have arrived ... you will never want to wake from The Velveteen Dream.

Dream chuckled to himself again as he paused, gathering his thoughts. The Velveteen Dream's head was cocked and he looked away in the distance, deep in thought.

CAMERA MAN: Dream, do you thi --

THE VELVETEEN DREAM: EXCUSE YOU! You .. you are just a simple camera man. You do not have the ability to conduct an interview with The Velveteen Dream. No, there will be no cornball interview today, boys. Instead .. my aura will do all of the talking for me. I need silence from you and I need it now. [ The Velveteen Dream paused for a brief moment, making sure the camera man and tech roadie were silent. ] Now, I've dreamt this before and I have already foreseen the questions that are in your mind and on your lips. So, I'll save you your breath .. you can keep it in your filthy little lungs. You want to know how I feel about my opponent this week, is that right? You want to hear what The Velveteen Dream has to say about Dalton Castle? Well .. you are in luck, my dear friend! We are gathered here today to get through this thing called Conquest: Las Vegas. Las Vegas, the city of lights and the city of sin .. and we all know how sinful your Dream can be.

A slight pause as The Velveteen Dream puckered his lips and shifted from side to side.

THE VELVETEEN DREAM: Las Vegas .. I couldn't think of a better place for someone like me to square off against someone like you, Dalton Castle. It's almost like it was written in the stars for us to cross paths - and in the city known for it's glitz and lights - you couldn't write a better first meeting, could you? You and I have been destined to do this dance since before we walked this Earth as mortal beings. We were meant to do this, Dalton. You were meant to experience every last bit of The Velveteen Dream. You may not know it now .. but it is your purpose in life. The stars and the cosmos determined that we would cross paths at Conquest: Las Vegas. Dalton Castle .. only a fool would be blind to the fact that you and I? .. We aren't so different. Those who don't understand .. they label us as eccentric or outlandish. They think .. maybe we aren't normal. But I'm no ally to you, Peacock! No, no, no. Far from it. I am here to make sure that everyone remembers the existence of The Velveteen Dream. I have no intentions of joining you or your police force! The Velveteen Dream intends to leave a mark on mankind ... and that will not be stopped by you, Dalton Castle.

As his stopped speaking, a small scowl came across the face of The Velveteen Dream. He paused for a moment and rolled his neck back and forth. He placed his hands back in the praying position, close to his chest.

THE VELVETEEN DREAM: You think you're an officer of the law, don't you, Dalton Castle? Well, The Velveteen Dream has never responded positively towards figures of authority. And I certainly don't handle discipline well either. At Conquest: Las Vegas .. this will be your last lullaby, my dear Peacock. In just a few days, Dalton Castle .. you will strut your stuff for the very last time. Because soon, it is time for you to rest. Once I knock your lights out .. Once those pretty little eyes of yours find sleep, you'll finally get to experience The Velveteen Dream in all of it's glory. PEACOCK! Prepare yourself .. because come Conquest: Las Vegas .. you dance your last dance.

The Velveteen Dream looked confidently into the camera, as he licked the corners of his lips once more. He chuckled a bit before breaking his stare at the camera. He looked up towards the camera operator and the sound tech.

THE VELVETEEN DREAM: That's all you boys get tonight. Next time, don't find me .. I'll find you. Until next time, gentlemen.

He looked at the camera man up and down, before doing the exact same to the sound technician. The Velveteen Dream took his sunglasses off and again looked at the sound technician up and down. Dream smiled and winked at the man, before sauntering off out of frame, leaving the camera man and sound tech by themselves. As The Velveteen Dream exited, the two men spoke amongst themselves.

CAMERA MAN: Ah, that wasn't so bad.

SOUND TECH: Maybe for you ..

End.