DISCLAIMER: As noted in Chapter 1, I do not own WWE or any of its superstars. I also do not own the band Avenged Sevenfold or the song "Bat Country"
So, this is Chapter 3. This is all about the lads' meeting with Jim Ross. I hope you like it.
Chapter 3 – Good Ole J.R
It was Tuesday, 4:30 pm. Joe and Rob were driving down to the Smackdown! tapings in Fort Lauderdale, Florida to meet up with Jim Ross about everything that is going on over the next week. They arrived at the arena at 8:00, 1 hour before tapings began. They got out of their hire car, but didn't move. They merely admired the arena.
"Nice" said Joe approvingly
"Come on. We should probably make our way inside" insisted Rob. The 2 lads made their way inside the arena. As they made their way in, they spotted a lot of superstars but neither of them had the courage to try and greet any of them. They noticed Batista, The Undertaker, Matt Hardy and M.V.P. They spotted J.R talking to Jesse and Festus.
"Hey Joe, there's J.R." Rob said nervously. "I hope we don't get stuck with useless gimmicks that don't get us anywhere".
"No, YOU hope you don't get stuck with a useless monster gimmick that doesn't get anywhere. I'm not large enough to get stuck with such a crap gimmick" laughed Joe nervously They tried to make their way to J.R along the corridor when they were halted by none other than John Bradshaw Layfield.
"Haha, well, who do we have here? Tell me, who are you two?" asked John rather cockily.
"Errrr, well, we're...err…new to the roster" stammered Joe with a lot more nervousness. As soon as he said that, Rob slapped him on the back as hard as he could without it being noticeable by JBL. "Oy, what did you just do that for?" asked Joe turning to Rob with anger.
"Oh" interrupted JBL with a wide broad smile growing. "So you 2 are new then? Well, welcome to the World Wrestling Entertainment. I hope you two have fun and we'll all hopefully see you a lot in the future". With that, John left to go to the toilet, which was just to the right of Rob.
"You jackass. Why did you go and tell him that we were new?" demanded Rob.
"Let me see, maybe because, we ARE" Joe shouted.
"Oh my god, you're an idiot. Now they're gonna rib us. Superstars always rib you if you're new.
"Oh please, what is a "rib"?" asked Joe sarcastically
"Are you kidding me you dumb ass? It's better not to let you worry about that until the moment happens," said Rob before walking off.
"That's because either you don't know or it's nothing bad." Said Joe with a smile before walking after Rob. The two lads walked towards J.R. "Hey, J.R, you wanted to see us tonight". J.R turned to Rob and Joe before turning back to Jesse & Festus.
"I'll talk to you two later" he said and Jesse & Festus turned the other way and left. "Yeah, I wanna have a talk to you two about your gimmick" said J.R turning back to face Joe and Rob. You two have tremendous talent, and I don't want that to be overshadowed by a bad gimmick. I want the fans to remember your talent, and if you have a lot of charisma and your confident on the mic, then just ask and we will let you have a promo, then the fans can remember you talent along with your mic skill. We think, that with a few years of experience under your belts, you two could become potential main eventers. So first of all, ring attire, anything in particular?"
"Err………well, err, first of all, thank you for thinking such positive things about us" chimed Rob almost speechless. "We've discussed this, and basically, we both want like kinda…err…rock gimmicks if ya get me. Like CM Punk, but without the straight edge. We're both gonna wear red tights. I'll wear black boots and Joe is going to wear white boots. I'm gonna wear red gloves and Joe is gonna wear black gloves."
"Is that is for appearance right now?" asked J.R politely.
"I also want to dye my hair green" said Joe excitedly.
"Okay" said J.R as he seemed to be jotting down this entire conversation on a notepad. "What about entrance music?"
Joe quickly grabs his iPod from his jacket pocket and flicks through. "We have decided on…lemme see, where is it?
"Bat Country by Avenged Sevenfold we decided on" interrupted Rob quickly.
"Yes. That" said Joe.
"Ok" said JR with a smile on his face. "We will have the entrance music sorted, make sure to bring your gear. This is what is going to go down on Sunday at No Way Out. Deuce and Domino are going to complain that they haven't got a match so they will offer an open challenge for the Tag Team Titles. The beginning of your song will come on and you'll come out. You'll be babyfaces. The crowd won't know who you are so we're not expecting a big pop at all. We're giving your match 11 minutes and you 2 are going to win the match and the belts. Are we clear?"
For a moment, Joe and Rob were silent, thinking over what JR just said. Eventually, Rob said something. "You want us 2 unknown people, to win the tag team championships, on our debut?"
"That's correct. We think that you two are going to be very popular with our WWE fans. You need to make a name for yourselves first" answered JR.
"Ok. So…err, we'll see you Sunday?" asked Rob
"Yep. Sunday it is" replied JR.
"Great. We will see you then" said Joe with a smile on his face and Joe and Rob went back outside to their car. "What are you doing?"
"What do you mean?" asked Rob with a quizzical look on his face.
"You. Trying to be the voice of reason for everything. Quizzing JR on why he was making us win the match. It sounded to me like you were trying to change his mind about the outcome of the match. Do you not want the belts?"
"I do. I'm thinking about what's best for the company though. Think about it, you're watching a PPV and a couple of nobodies win the tag team titles. How do you feel?"
"Ok, I see your point, but can you not be so selfless and let us win"
"Fine"
"We can be selfless after we make a name for ourselves"
"Fine. Whatever you say". Rob got into the driver's seat of the hire car. They turned on the engine and drove off into the distance.
