Black Pussy Moan.

Chance Von Crank walks down Hollywood Blvd aimlessly after watching a Ty Walker video on DefianceWrestling.com. He has taken the 20 year old woman that worked at the hotel along for this walk.  She is in utter bliss chasing after the first famous person she has ever slept with. Her name is Julia and she has no idea what this day holds for her. Chance has her holding onto a video camera as they walk along. Chance is wearing his full in ring gear and yet to even mention leaving for Santa Barbara.  The robe cVc is wearing shines bright in the sunlight as does his Southern Heritage title around his waist. Los Angeles is a big city and the two walk aimless down block after block until Chance notices a storm drain and heads for it. They slide down the bank and walk along the big storm drain. The two come up to an overpass in the huge storm drain and see homeless people all underneath it living in a very small shanty town. These people are all addicted to some drug or alcohol from the looks of them. Chance turns suddenly and snatches the camera away from Julia and hits record.

cVc: Look here little bitch, I need you to hold this camera on me. I had to find people like this to deal with some shit, alright?

Julia: I got this, Chance! I was videographer for my senior class. I did a great job you’ll see.

cVc: Good Whore.

She begins to hold the camera right at Crank as people in the make shift shanty town begin to notice the two outsiders finally. An older man sitting just outside a cardboard box asks Chance for change. Crank slaps the man violently across his face.

cVc: NO! I don’t give anything away including my hard earned fucking money. Why don’t you go suck a dick for some change?

Chance stomps the cardboard box as the others look on in horror. He stomps everything the homeless man had into the dirt. He turns to the camera with a sly grin behind his mask.  Another younger homeless man looks on just out from the man Chance just attacked. He is heating a spoon of dope and licking his chops as he looks at the young innocent, Julia. This does not go unnoticed to Crank. He turns towards the camera and steps over the Homeless man he dropped.

cVc: Ty… Ty… Ty… Watch this real close. Sit down flat on you’re cum catcher and learn a thing or two. You’re so much like Drake, only more played out. Three days ago you were wearing a shirt with my name on it but now I’m just like the rest? Is that what you really think, Dip shit? How precious. Did you honestly think I would not respond to you? What makes you special again? Nick names, right? That’s your deal right? You’re a black guy with a ton of nicknames? You are just another carbon copy of the typical black gangster wrestler. No Original Gangster just the Same Kind of Gangster as the last asshole who couldn’t cut it using you’re same bit.  

cVc looks over his shoulder at a skinny homeless man pointing at his belt. He turns back toward the camera raising the mask off his face and onto his forehead. He gives his famous grin and then looks back at the man still pointing at his championship belt.

cVc: Answer this and ill let you hold it. Who Am I?

The man keeps pointing at the belt as he answers in a near inaudible raspy voice, “cVc”.

cVc: That’s right shit bag… Last Question… Are you a fan of Ty Walker?

“Who?”, He replies as Chance spins back towards the camera.

cVc: Point Made. Some homeless faggot here in a storm drain knows who I am but has no idea who you’re black ass is. All I have done for months is win, motherfucker. I win and win and keep fucking doing what? Win and Win. You coming back means dick to me, you just aren’t any good. I’m a racist yet you play to the stereotype like it’s written down for you? Is that what Dane has been doing for you? Writing your lines to say to the big, bad, Chance Von Crank? You come off as a pussy but are better suited to be my bitch come show time.

The skinny homeless man tugs at Crank’s robe to get his attention again. cVc looks at the man and takes off his belt to hand to the man but even after this he still points at Chance’s mid section.

cVc: You want my robe belt? What the fuck for?

The man points at small exposed steel beams above they’re heads. He then puts both hands around his throat indicating he wants to harm himself.

cVc: Alright.

Crank takes off his robe’s belt and hands it to the man. Chance winks at the junkie still getting a syringe ready as the skinny homeless man he handed the belt is still attempting to get one end through one of the steel beams over his head.

cVc: See I have a heart. I just helped this poor bastard just like I will help you Ty. I know you use to WfWNoone Gives a Fuck Anymore Champion after all.  Ha. You claim Sam Turner Jr. and my prior opponents are inferior to you, right? Black guy with a 1000 nicknames all of sudden got creative on us? Naw. I have out smarted Python and he is twice as good as you. I know that stings coming from me and knowing so many will you tube this motherfucker. Turner is not as good as The Trailer Park Prodigy. Let’s face it Tucker isn’t in the Shock N Rolla’s league either. They all are complete shit to be quite honest but at the very fucking least I make them relevant.  Here you are on this big come back and you are given a shot at my title without earning it. You defeated Heidi on a night she shouldn’t have even competed. Maybe the boys in the back are right about you, Walker… They all say something about how you would hit those gangster knees to take Dane’s cock into your mouth regardless of what you say.  “The Man” isn’t holding you down it sounds to me like you’re giving “it” away.  My confidence even astounds me this time because I will win. I believe that even with rampant rumors of the boss cumming in your mouth. Cocky? Naw. What would all you’re “bro’s” think if they knew you turned bitch for a push?

Chance notices a look of horror cross Julia’s face as she continues to film with one hand across her mouth. cVc turns to see what has her spooked. The junky helped the skinny homeless man up to the steel beam and now he hangs behind Chance, dead from assisted suicide? Chance looks at the camera and gives the Junky a puzzled look as he sits back down to finish prepping his fix.

cVc: Haha, that motherfucker wasn’t playing. Neither am I, Ty. Most people would cut the camera and run for the hills but not this man. Get a better shot of him swinging in the background, Ty Walker needs to see this. I come to the gutter to remind myself just who the fuck I am. The Reason They Came… It takes balls to believe in an idea and push it on all your peers till they accept you like I have fucking done. You just copied the last guy and added some new lingo? Faggot. You have never and I fucking mean never faced someone like me. Yeah I’m sure you have heard that before, that lump you feel in the back of your throat lets you know it’s the truth. Those little goose pimples running up and down your arms as you watch this lets you remember just who it is you are fucking with. Those fuck heads spending money on wrestling tickets they can’t afford are all coming to see me not the same old black wrestler cliché’. Don’t you ever fucking forget. They buy tickets to watch Chance Von Crank to boo the most controversial figure in all sports. The best you can hope for is that your career can continue after this match and that someone who came to see me may have noticed you.   

The shot of Chance Von Crank with his arms outstretched and his title holding his robe together is breathtaking to Julia. A dead man swinging behind him from a suicide she caught on film by accident and the way the sun hits the back of his mullet. She is so star struck she continues to film.

cVc: What you looking at cunt? You never take that camera lenses away from me. He made the decision to hang himself, fuck him. Pay Attention.  You’re like the old version of something that use to be good, Ty. You are outdated and irr-fucking-relevant.  Don’t worry though, one match with me and that will all change. This weak attempt at trying to play head games with Mr. Mind Fuck is pathetic as it fucking gets. You Know That? Enjoy this 15 minutes I’m allowing you to have. It will not last much longer after the beating I put on you. I will expose you for the stereotypical fuck wad you are. You’re black so your bruises won’t show, right? Not sure how that works but you just play a gangster on tv, I’m a real mean motherfucker.  24 motherfucking seven, Nut up for shut the fuck up. The greatest wrestling show in the fucking universe, I bring it ever… single… fucking night. You show up out of the blue and you pinky swear once you was good and demand respect? Fuck You.

Chance takes the camera from Julia and sits it on top of a desk where someone has been preparing meals.

cVc: Seeing that man hang I think has you in some sort of shock?

Julia: I think so.

cVc: You know what helps that don’t you?

Julia: What?

cVc: Dope.

Julia takes a step back from chance with a puzzled look across her face.

Julia: I smoked pot once.

cVc: Did you like it?

Julia: Yeah I loved it.

cVc: Then sit down here with this junky and try this shit then! It’s like 100 times better than pot.

Julia: Really?

Chance takes her hand and helps her to sit down beside the homeless junky. He begins tieing her arm off with a piece of a garbage bag.

cVc: Yeah… You can trust me.

The junky takes the needle after tieing her off and he takes her arm as she smiles in excitement of feeling really high for the first time. He takes the needle which appears to be rusty and his hand shakes as he aims for the vein in her arm. The shaking is caused from liver damage from his Hep C. The Junky is using his own needle on the unsuspecting and trusting 20 year old girl. Chance grabs the man’s hand just before he sticks the needle into her arm.

cVc: You’re Gonna Love It.

Chance the lets go of his hand and he sinks the infected needle into her arm. Julia’s eyes roll back and she slumps back next to the Junky after he pulls the needle out. Chance watches as she begins to shake. Chance looks over at the camera and is relieved it wasn’t pointed at them but the sound was picked up.

Homeless Junky: I think I gave her too much.

cVc: Ha. Party Foul.

Chance walks takes the mask off his forehead and places looks at it for a brief moment. He then sits it gently down on Julia’s face. Chance retrieves the tape from the camera.

Homeless Junky: Where are you going?

Chance tosses him the camera after he retrieves the tape.

cVc: Going to Santa Barbara to retain my strap.

Chance walks over and squats in front of Julia to bid his fair wells.  He stands back to his feet.

cVc: Something about a whore ODing makes my dick hard.

Chance leaves the way he and Julia came leaving the chaotic scene behind him as he heads for Santa Barbara and his last promo before DEF TV.

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