Painless [wrestling week 2018]

day one: in the crowd [july 08, 2018]

Day 1 (July 8): In the Crowd - put one half of your ship in the ring, while the other half watches (be it proudly, sadly, or bitterly) from the crowd.

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The atmosphere backstage at the World Wrestling Federation live event that Scott found himself working was no more chaotic than he had become accustomed to, although on this specific night he found himself focusing on more than the usual antics that his Kliq brothers were getting into. In fact, Scott really only knew where one of the four men was, and that was due simply to the fact that he was seated beside of him.

Currently, Scott and Kevin watched the show from a small television that was situated on a rather shaky table in the catering room. Although there were several other employees of Vince's ever-expanding company scattered throughout the room, Scott and Kevin were the only two who were watching the television.

This was due mostly to the fact that there weren't many souls brave enough to approach any of the Kliq boys. The way that most of their peers viewed it, the Kliq brought nothing but trouble everywhere they went; in many ways, that statement was true. The group of five were immensely talented, that much was undeniable, but their egos had the tendency to rub others in the wrong way.

As Kevin and Scott sat, both men had plates of food resting in their laps. Scott had finished his meal already, but Kevin hadn't quite got there yet; hell, the man hadn't stopped talking for a solid fifteen minutes. He was rambling on about the state of wrestling, and how World Championship Wrestling was going to start being a major problem for the WWF in the very near future.

After all, WCW's Monday Nitro had begun the prior week. It wasn't a huge success yet, but Scott knew that they were not a threat that should be taken lightly.

Of course, even that obvious fact couldn't take Scott's attention away from the television in front of him.

The match was one that he had already seen several times on their current house show circuit, but it held his attention as though he'd never witnessed it before. Alundra Blayze was defending her WWF's Women's Championship against Bertha Faye in a basic one on one singles match. It didn't sound like much on paper, but it held Scott's attention every damn time.

Bertha Faye was a woman that many usually overlooked, due to her size, but Scott had to admit that she wasn't a horrible worker. Her gimmick was a childish rib, undoubtedly Vince's attempt at mocking the woman, but Bertha made it work.

Alundra, though? She was in a league all of her own.

There was just something about the hard-hitting way that she work that completely captivated Scott, and he knew that he wasn't the only that felt that way. Alundra was one of the best workers in the wrestling business, even though it was a business where women were generally given the short end of the stick. Regardless of how little time Alundra had to showcase her talent, she always found a way to steal the spotlight.

A hand shook Scott's left shoulder, startling him to the point that he nearly jumped from his seat. "... the fuck? You're not listening to a damn thing I'm saying, are you?" Kevin's irritated voice brought a small chuckle from Scott's throat. "Come on, man."

"Sorry, big guy," Scott apologized as he flashed his best friend one of those cocky grins, "I zoned out around the time that, uh..."

"Yeah, around the time Alundra's music hits, I got it." Kevin rolled his eyes as he released an exasperated sigh. "You two fucked yet?"

"Fuck off, man," Scott playfully shoved Kevin's upper arm. Scott's gaze had long since returned to the television, watching as Alundra and Bertha went into their finish. Bertha's on-screen boyfriend, Harvey Wippleman, had just darted out to ringside. "You don't think I've tried?"