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Trent is sitting next to a reporter, his eyes focused on the camera and they quickly go on the air,
“Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with the one and only Trent, who is gearing up for a TLC match at Rise this week. Trent, how are you feeling about this high-stakes contest?”
“Oh, I'm feeling great! TLC matches are right up my alley. It's like Christmas morning for me – the thrill of unwrapping chaos and mayhem.”
“With the unpredictable nature of TLC matches, how do you prepare for something like this?”
“Preparation is the key, my friend. I've studied countless TLC matches, analyzing every moment and every move. You gotta know how to wield those ladders and chairs like an artist, turning them into instruments of destruction. I’ve even had a few in my short career.”
“Impressive! So, is there any specific strategy you have in mind for the match?”
“Ah, I don't want to give away all my secrets, but I can say this – I plan to take advantage of every opportunity. TLC matches are all about seizing the moment and using the environment to your advantage. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve that I'm saving for the right moment.”
“That sounds intriguing! Now, you'll be facing some tough competition – Blake Anderson and Colossus. How do you plan to deal with such formidable opponents?”
“Tough competition indeed, I live for it. Blake and Colossus may be big and strong, but they're not facing just any opponent. They're facing Trent, the daredevil, the high-flyer, the man who thrives in the chaos. And when I'm in the zone, no one can stop me.”
“Bold words, Trent! And what about the TLC aspect – the tables, the ladders, and the chairs? How do you mentally prepare yourself for such a dangerous environment?”
“TLC matches are not for the faint of heart, that's for sure. But I've always had a bit of a wild streak, and I love pushing the boundaries. Mentally, I focus on staying calm and composed amidst the chaos. It's all about channeling that adrenaline into precise and calculated moves.”
“You certainly have a unique approach, Trent. Now, I have to ask – with so much on the line, what drives you to compete in a match like this?”
“It's simple, really. TLC matches are a canvas for me to paint my legacy. Every ladder I climb, every chair I swing, it's all about leaving an indelible mark on the sport I love. This is my chance to prove to the world that Trent is not just another competitor – I'm a force to be reckoned with."
"Well, I can see the determination in your eyes, Trent. Is there anything else you'd like to say to your fans and your opponents before the TLC match?”
“To my fans, get ready for a show like you've never seen before.”
“Thank you, Trent, for taking the time to talk with us. We're definitely looking forward to seeing you in action at Rise. Good luck out there!”
“Thank you! And remember, folks, TLC matches are not for the faint of heart, so buckle up and prepare for an unforgettable ride!”
With a wink and a confident smile, Trent walks away, ready to embrace the chaos of the TLC match and leave an everlasting impression on the world of wrestling.
A camera comes up on Trent who is standing by a gravestone inside a graveyard. The name on it reads, “Capitani”. His mothers.
“Table, ladders, and chairs... Now, that's my kind of match! You see, when you put those three elements together, you get chaos, and chaos is where I thrive. I don't need a fancy entrance or grandiose theatrics to get the job done. No, all I need is a TLC match to prove that I am the most dangerous man in this ring. In a TLC match, it's not just about who's the toughest; it's about who's the smartest. You've got to be quick on your feet, ready to seize any opportunity that presents itself. One second of hesitation, and you could find yourself crashing through a table or getting a ladder to the face. But I thrive on that kind of pressure. I live for the adrenaline rush that comes with every swing, every crash, and every fall.”
He smirks into the camera, his eyes fixed on the camera.
“And then we've got Blake Anderson, the new kid on the block. smirks From what I hear, you're pretty good, kid. But let me tell you something, being good ain't gonna cut it when you step in the ring with the best of the best. Let me give you a little piece of advice - you're way in over your head. You see, this ain't your local indie show; this is the big leagues, and I am the big dog. You might have done your research, Blake, and you might think you know what you're getting into, but trust me, nothing can prepare you for what's coming your way. I've been in this business for years, and I've faced them all - the best, the worst, and everything in between. And guess what? I'm still standing.”
Trent paces back and forth, his intensity building.
“Colossus, Colossus, Colossus... you and your sidekick Dick Trickle think you're a force to be reckoned with? You may be big, but size ain't everything in this business. It's about heart, determination, and skill. And I've got all of that in spades. I've fought the biggest and the baddest, and I've come out on top every single time. And you're a big guy, I'll give you that. But size doesn't mean a damn thing when you're facing a man like me. I may not be the biggest, but I've got the heart of a lion and the will to win that can't be matched. You can bring your mouthpiece, Dick Trickle, and try to intimidate me all you want, but it won't work. I don't scare easily, and I damn sure don't back down from a fight. Guess learning to speak, wasn't important enough, huh?”
He holds up his fists, showing off the battle scars.
“These scars tell a story of every match I've been in, every opponent I've faced. And at Rise, I'm adding two more names to that list - Blake Anderson and Colossus. You both better bring your A-game because I sure as hell will. I've been doubted, I've been overlooked, but no more. At Rise, I prove once again why I'm the best damn wrestler in this company. Blake, you're stepping into my world now, and you're gonna learn that the hard way. Colossus, you may be big and strong, but I'm faster, smarter, and more cunning than you could ever imagine.”
He takes a step forward, his eyes burning with intensity.
“You two might think you're ready for this match, but you're not ready for me. I'm the wild card, the unpredictable force that will take this match by storm. And when the dust settles, I'll be the one standing tall, with my hand raised in victory. This match is more than just a chance at victory for me; it's an opportunity to prove to everyone in this company and all these fans that I am the real deal. I've worked my ass off to get to where I am, and I'll be damned if I let anyone take that away from me. I've faced setbacks, I've tasted defeat, but I've never let it break me. Instead, it fueled the fire inside me to be better, to be unstoppable.”
He cracks his knuckles, a fierce determination in his eyes.
“At Rise I'm not just fighting for myself; I'm fighting for every person who's ever doubted me, for every critic who said I couldn't make it, and for every opponent who thought they could take me down. Blake, Colossus, you're just the latest names on a long list of challengers, and trust me, you won't be the last. But be prepared, you're gonna learn why they call me the unbreakable one - because I'm relentless, I'm ruthless, and I'm here to tear this place apart. So, Blake, Colossus, bring everything you've got because I'm not holding anything back. This is my time, my moment to shine, and I'll be damned if anyone's gonna take that away from me. In this match, I'm gonna prove that I'm the true king of this ring. So, Blake, you bring your best game, and Colossus, you bring your big muscles, because it won't be enough. I'll outsmart you, I'll outwrestle you, and I'll leave you both lying in the middle of this ring, wondering what the hell just hit you. And when the dust settles, there will be no doubt in anyone's mind that I am the one true winner. And there's not a damn thing either of you can do about it. Let the chaos begin!”
With that, the camera fades out on Trent, who’s left smiling in the camera.
“Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with the one and only Trent, who is gearing up for a TLC match at Rise this week. Trent, how are you feeling about this high-stakes contest?”
“Oh, I'm feeling great! TLC matches are right up my alley. It's like Christmas morning for me – the thrill of unwrapping chaos and mayhem.”
“With the unpredictable nature of TLC matches, how do you prepare for something like this?”
“Preparation is the key, my friend. I've studied countless TLC matches, analyzing every moment and every move. You gotta know how to wield those ladders and chairs like an artist, turning them into instruments of destruction. I’ve even had a few in my short career.”
“Impressive! So, is there any specific strategy you have in mind for the match?”
“Ah, I don't want to give away all my secrets, but I can say this – I plan to take advantage of every opportunity. TLC matches are all about seizing the moment and using the environment to your advantage. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve that I'm saving for the right moment.”
“That sounds intriguing! Now, you'll be facing some tough competition – Blake Anderson and Colossus. How do you plan to deal with such formidable opponents?”
“Tough competition indeed, I live for it. Blake and Colossus may be big and strong, but they're not facing just any opponent. They're facing Trent, the daredevil, the high-flyer, the man who thrives in the chaos. And when I'm in the zone, no one can stop me.”
“Bold words, Trent! And what about the TLC aspect – the tables, the ladders, and the chairs? How do you mentally prepare yourself for such a dangerous environment?”
“TLC matches are not for the faint of heart, that's for sure. But I've always had a bit of a wild streak, and I love pushing the boundaries. Mentally, I focus on staying calm and composed amidst the chaos. It's all about channeling that adrenaline into precise and calculated moves.”
“You certainly have a unique approach, Trent. Now, I have to ask – with so much on the line, what drives you to compete in a match like this?”
“It's simple, really. TLC matches are a canvas for me to paint my legacy. Every ladder I climb, every chair I swing, it's all about leaving an indelible mark on the sport I love. This is my chance to prove to the world that Trent is not just another competitor – I'm a force to be reckoned with."
"Well, I can see the determination in your eyes, Trent. Is there anything else you'd like to say to your fans and your opponents before the TLC match?”
“To my fans, get ready for a show like you've never seen before.”
“Thank you, Trent, for taking the time to talk with us. We're definitely looking forward to seeing you in action at Rise. Good luck out there!”
“Thank you! And remember, folks, TLC matches are not for the faint of heart, so buckle up and prepare for an unforgettable ride!”
With a wink and a confident smile, Trent walks away, ready to embrace the chaos of the TLC match and leave an everlasting impression on the world of wrestling.
A camera comes up on Trent who is standing by a gravestone inside a graveyard. The name on it reads, “Capitani”. His mothers.
“Table, ladders, and chairs... Now, that's my kind of match! You see, when you put those three elements together, you get chaos, and chaos is where I thrive. I don't need a fancy entrance or grandiose theatrics to get the job done. No, all I need is a TLC match to prove that I am the most dangerous man in this ring. In a TLC match, it's not just about who's the toughest; it's about who's the smartest. You've got to be quick on your feet, ready to seize any opportunity that presents itself. One second of hesitation, and you could find yourself crashing through a table or getting a ladder to the face. But I thrive on that kind of pressure. I live for the adrenaline rush that comes with every swing, every crash, and every fall.”
He smirks into the camera, his eyes fixed on the camera.
“And then we've got Blake Anderson, the new kid on the block. smirks From what I hear, you're pretty good, kid. But let me tell you something, being good ain't gonna cut it when you step in the ring with the best of the best. Let me give you a little piece of advice - you're way in over your head. You see, this ain't your local indie show; this is the big leagues, and I am the big dog. You might have done your research, Blake, and you might think you know what you're getting into, but trust me, nothing can prepare you for what's coming your way. I've been in this business for years, and I've faced them all - the best, the worst, and everything in between. And guess what? I'm still standing.”
Trent paces back and forth, his intensity building.
“Colossus, Colossus, Colossus... you and your sidekick Dick Trickle think you're a force to be reckoned with? You may be big, but size ain't everything in this business. It's about heart, determination, and skill. And I've got all of that in spades. I've fought the biggest and the baddest, and I've come out on top every single time. And you're a big guy, I'll give you that. But size doesn't mean a damn thing when you're facing a man like me. I may not be the biggest, but I've got the heart of a lion and the will to win that can't be matched. You can bring your mouthpiece, Dick Trickle, and try to intimidate me all you want, but it won't work. I don't scare easily, and I damn sure don't back down from a fight. Guess learning to speak, wasn't important enough, huh?”
He holds up his fists, showing off the battle scars.
“These scars tell a story of every match I've been in, every opponent I've faced. And at Rise, I'm adding two more names to that list - Blake Anderson and Colossus. You both better bring your A-game because I sure as hell will. I've been doubted, I've been overlooked, but no more. At Rise, I prove once again why I'm the best damn wrestler in this company. Blake, you're stepping into my world now, and you're gonna learn that the hard way. Colossus, you may be big and strong, but I'm faster, smarter, and more cunning than you could ever imagine.”
He takes a step forward, his eyes burning with intensity.
“You two might think you're ready for this match, but you're not ready for me. I'm the wild card, the unpredictable force that will take this match by storm. And when the dust settles, I'll be the one standing tall, with my hand raised in victory. This match is more than just a chance at victory for me; it's an opportunity to prove to everyone in this company and all these fans that I am the real deal. I've worked my ass off to get to where I am, and I'll be damned if I let anyone take that away from me. I've faced setbacks, I've tasted defeat, but I've never let it break me. Instead, it fueled the fire inside me to be better, to be unstoppable.”
He cracks his knuckles, a fierce determination in his eyes.
“At Rise I'm not just fighting for myself; I'm fighting for every person who's ever doubted me, for every critic who said I couldn't make it, and for every opponent who thought they could take me down. Blake, Colossus, you're just the latest names on a long list of challengers, and trust me, you won't be the last. But be prepared, you're gonna learn why they call me the unbreakable one - because I'm relentless, I'm ruthless, and I'm here to tear this place apart. So, Blake, Colossus, bring everything you've got because I'm not holding anything back. This is my time, my moment to shine, and I'll be damned if anyone's gonna take that away from me. In this match, I'm gonna prove that I'm the true king of this ring. So, Blake, you bring your best game, and Colossus, you bring your big muscles, because it won't be enough. I'll outsmart you, I'll outwrestle you, and I'll leave you both lying in the middle of this ring, wondering what the hell just hit you. And when the dust settles, there will be no doubt in anyone's mind that I am the one true winner. And there's not a damn thing either of you can do about it. Let the chaos begin!”
With that, the camera fades out on Trent, who’s left smiling in the camera.