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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:16:07 GMT -5
OOWF MidWeek Mayhem Live! From Big Bone Lick State Park, Big Bone Kentucky
OOWF World Heavyweight Title Match[/u] Firewoman vs. Tournament of Champions Winner
Imperial Onslaught[/u] 20 Will Enter, One Will Win
Tournament of Champions[/u] Zane Myers vs. LD Williams Chad Madison vs. Chris Evans Winner of Match 1 vs. Winner of Match 2
Card subject to, well we are in Big Bone Lick, if you can't think of something then I can't help you
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:16:38 GMT -5
(ConcreteTG is LEAVING!!! his hotel in Florence, KY when he is approached by SFJ #52) SFJ#52: Concrete, welcome back to "active duty" in the OOWF CTG: Citizen journalist, I am flattered and honored that my return has, so far, been welcomed. SFJ#52: You're targeted Bryce Larson as he was the man who injured you. Despire your induction in the OOWF hall of fame, it sounds like you couldn't just sit on your laurels. CTG: Despite MooseheadJack's kind words and the enormous respect given me at the Hall of Fame ceremonies, I knew that my mission was by no means complete. No wrestler wishes to see their career end with an injury, but thankfully what happened was merely a setback. My neck is healed, but I would not rush to battle - another error that some wrestlers do. I know I have to be 100% against the likes of Citizen Larson. I saw him enter the OOWF - he has a bright future, but to realize it, one of the first thing he'll learn.... is respect of his elders. (SFJ#52 seems surprised. Crete nods and loads up his new ride)
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:17:14 GMT -5
(Tytan is scene leaving the arena. He is alone there are some random fans waiting outside the arena. Tytan just walks past them not wanting to talk to anyone.)
SFJ: Tytan congrats on the match...
Tytan: What's there to celebrate about? I went to Hell and walked out in the process I "saved" my best friend. What's so good about that? The Evil is gone.
SFJ: So what about you and Valor?
Tytan: Right now I just need to be alone.
(He walks away gets in his car and drives off.)
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:17:48 GMT -5
Firewoman walks into Darling Luxury Suites, still covered with hers and Poe's blood. Alexander already showered after his match.
AD: YOU DID IT! YOU BEAT HIM!
FW: Yeah.
AD: I watched it backstage, it was amazing. We've got late dinner reservations and Lexie is going to......
Fire sits down on the sofa, just kind of quiet.
AD: Oh...right...You'll probably want to check on Moose. They announced he was refusing treatment, so I don't think you need to worry...
FW: Yeah.....
AD: You're not nearly as excited as I thought you'd be. Fire....you BEAT him! You're still champ, but more importantly you beat HIM.
FW: Did you see the end?
AD: Yeah, it was--
FW: I didn't do it.
AD: Didn't do what? You pinned him one-two-
FW: I promised I'd end him. I promised he wouldn't walk out of there. I swore I would............ and I didn't.
AD: Well.......that's not a bad thing, Fire.
Fire looks at Alexander as if she can't possibly believe he doesn't get it.
FW: Never mind. I failed. He won.
AD: Fire........
There's a long pause, and finally Fire appears to have made a decision. She stands and starts to head to the back.
AD: Fire, wait....what....what are you going to do?
There's another long pause as Fire stands and looks thoughtful. She answers quietly.
FW: I'm going to take a shower.
Fire heads off to the showers, leaving a confused Alexander.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:18:51 GMT -5
<one of those TNA style promos where wrestlers are caught in their natural element. We see Moosehead Jack, Stank and LD Williams in the locker room sharing a beer. Moose and Jack are icing.....pretty much everything, LD Williams sits back, takes a long drink and looks at his Onslaught Championship>
Stank: So what's next?
LD: Can't very well call ourselves the Four now can we?
Stank: Is it even Four? What is Fire doing?
LD: Does anyone ever know what Fire is doing?
Stank: Very true. So Moose, what's next for us and Drink and Destroy?
<Moose, who had been leaning his head back resting, just listening to the conversation takes a moment to respond>
MHJ: what else is there to do?
Stank: They are still alive......if only barely
MHJ: And we are still alive.....if only barely
Stank: What are you saying?
MHJ: You don't like them, right?
Stank: Damn right
MHJ: At what point do they earn your respect despite you not liking them?
Stank: At the same point Alexander Darling earns your respect despite you not liking him
<Moose just sighs and slips further into his chair and drinks his beer as we fade out>
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:20:06 GMT -5
Poe is in his locker room. Selena is sitting on the couch with her head down. kai and aina walk in.
Kai: It was a good match Brah.
Aina: She's good. You knew that back in Japan.
Poe says nothing. He simply stands before Kai & Aina.
Aina: Brah isn't good enough. You are and always will be a Braddah.
Poe grins and shakes hands with both of them. Selena gets off the couch and hugs both Kai and Aina.
Sa-T: Thanks guys.
Kai: You'll love the islands.
Selena smiles weakly. Loelani enters the dressing room, clearing her throat.
Aina: We gotta go Braddah.
Kai: Give our regards to Charo.
Poe nods and leads Selena out of the dressing room. As they leave, Noelani rolls her eyes towards Kai and Aina. Poe and Selena walk towards the Arena exit. Random SFJ's try to get comments from Poe, but he says nothing as he shrugs them off. Selena sticks her tongue out at a few of them.
As they reach the exit, Moosehead Jack is standing there with his arms crossed.
MHJ: You really leaving?
Poe says nothing, just offers his hand to his long time friend and ally. Moose shakes his hand.
MHJ: Who else wil understand my hatred for Darling?
Poe: Let Darling be. And tell LD...that I wish I could have met him in the ring just once.
With that, Poe opens the door. He holds it open for Selena. Selena hugs Moose.
Sa-T: Bye Uncle Moose.
MHJ: Don't be a stranger, Mouse.
Selena relases the hug and smiles at Moose before walking out the door with Poe.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:20:40 GMT -5
(Lauren Phoenix is sitting in a hospital waiting room, teary-eyed, when an elderly woman approaches her.) RM: My child. (Lauren looks up.) Lauren: And you are? RM: Riko Muyo. Lauren: You mean-- RM: His mother, yes. Lauren: Oh, God, I'm so-- RM: Please. I had talked with Juni. I knew. Lauren: So you're not...um, upset or-- RM: (bending down) My dear, I couldn't stop crying for a week. But I've known for two. Lauren: But why-- RM: That matters not now. What matters are his wishes. He would like a funeral at your show. Whoever wishes to speak may speak. Lauren: At Mayhem--you know, not all of those...they may not all wish to be-- RM: However they remember him, let them speak. If they remember him as Satan, let them speak of the Devil, as you say in the States. Lauren: ...I'll make calls. RM: Do. FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:21:11 GMT -5
*Fade in* as Newly Hired Ultra Sexy Female Journalist MARIA KANELLIS(!) chases Bryce Larson, who has his bag packed and is on the way out the door.
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce…Bryce! Can I get a word with you about the return of Concrete TG, a man who you all but eliminated from the OOWF forever upon your own return a few months ago?
Byrce completely ignores her and heads out the door. She opens the door behind him and heads into the parking lot.
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, please, give us a sense of where your head is at after tonight.
Bryce finally turns to her.
BL: You want a sense of where my head is at?
NHUSFJMK(!): ...
BL: Fuck you.
NHUSFJMK(!): I...I’m sorry? That’s where your head is at?
BL: No one ever swear at you before, Maria?
NHUSFJMK(!): I did date CM Punk for a while...
BL: ...
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, tonight was an amazing night in the OOWF. First--
BL: I don’t need a recap. First I lost both falls of a Six Pack Challenge. We lost the tag team titles. We lost the Intercontinental Championship. Eric disrespectfully lost a Respect Match. And oh yeah...Muyo DIED!
NHUSFJMK(!): Can you confirm…
BL: Can I confirm what? I’m no doctor. But I got closer than anyone else not a former porn star. I know what I saw. He’s dead, Maria. Dead and gone!
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, you believe your personal savior is gone. Where...what...I mean, that has to be tough.
BL: You’re really making a splash in your first interview, Maria. Was tonight going to be your big debut? Get the story straight from the guy who viewed himself as the foundation for DELIVERS, the foundation that crumbled and watched the entire structure crumble around it? Is that what you had in mind?
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, I never expected tonight--
BL: Yeah? WELL I DID! I saw it all coming! Muyo’s conversation with me--the last time we ever spoke! When he said I might understand what he’s doing...I knew for 100% what he was doing! I saw it in his eyes--believe it or not, it’s a look I’ve seen before, Maria. That look when a man has seen his own demise play out--the cross section of his dreams, nightmares, hopes and fears--and he knows he cannot stop it from happening. That look of acceptance and closure. So many people fight it, but it takes a true man--a true hero--to stare it in the eye when he knows it cannot be stopped.
NHUSFJMK(!): ...
BL: What? Does that scare you, Maria? Not what you expected to hear from me, is it? Sorry to change the questions on you.
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, you mentioned a hero. Concrete TG made his return tonight, after your match.
BL: You won’t fucking quit, will you?
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, CTG returned after your match.
BL: No. NO! No, you see that's where you're wrong. No, Maria. No, he fucking returned before my match! BEFORE IT! He talked to Rick. He was spotted backstage! It was posted on 411Mania for crying out loud! Twice!
NHUSFJMK(!): So you were distracted?
BL: No. It wasn’t distraction. It was knowledge of what was going to happen. I saw it very clearly. And I couldn’t stop it. I COULDN'T STOP IT! Sound familiar?
NHUSFJMK(!): Where is all this coming from?
BL: All this what, Maria?
NHUSFJMK(!): Bryce, all this vision speak. That you saw what was going to happen and couldn’t stop it? Sounds creepy?
BL: Creepy, Maria? Is that you call it? I call it truth. The truth that I see and understand.
NHUSFJMK(!): Umm, okay, well I just have to ask you this. Are you crazy?
BL: Crazy? [Laughs.] No, I’m not crazy, Maria. No. My mind is the most clear mind in this God forsaken company. No, I’m not crazy. I’m enlightened. Enlightened, Maria.
Bryce moves in closer to Maria, nearly face to face. He stares at here, freaking her out to the point where she pushes the mic into his chest and runs off.
BL: Gryfon, you knew exactly what you were doing. You knew it would be reported everywhere before you came out. You worked the dirt sheets, like you’ve done so many times before. Well welcome back...friend. I hope you can clearly see what I can see. I am going to take you to a place you’ve only seen in your worst nightmares. The depths I took Evans will look like Cedar Point compared to what’s in store for you.
You should’ve stayed away.
You should’ve stayed away, Gryfon.
You should’ve stayed away.
YOU SHOULD’VE STAYED AWAY!
YOU SHOULD’VE STAYED AWAY!
YOU SHOULD’VE STAYED AWAY!
Bryce starts laughing as tears roll down his face from the intensity of his last few statements. He laughs more as we *fade out.*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:22:04 GMT -5
Next day getting ready to leave for Kentucky.
Lexie: Ugh, I can hear the banjos from here.
Alexander: Yeah, but they sell Everclear, right Fire?
FW: Yeah.
The camera turns to show that Fire has been watching the tape of last night's match, specifically the ending, over and over. Lucky comes in with the usual post match papers, checks, and etc. He also has a set of keys and a motorcycle helmet.
L: It's here.
FW: What's here?
L: You're motorcycle. He had it delivered. He also says "Congrats."
Alexander scowls, but Firewoman perks up at the mention of her beloved motorcycle.
FW: Sweet....um....Alex.....*she tosses him the other set of keys*. You and Lexie take the Bugatti, okay? I'm hitting the road.
AD: Okay, we'll do the caravan thing.
FW: No, I need to think. I need some alone time.
AD: But...it's supposed to rain the whole time we're traveling.
Firewoman gives Lucky her stuff and grabs the helmet, ignoring Alex. Lucky gets her other riding gear out and hands it to her. She puts it on while Alexander talks.
LD: She knows what she's doing, Alex. It's not like--
AD: It's not like she's never ridden a motorcycle in the rain after a match like that? After Ecosystem's........in the mood she's in?
FW: Actually, I think I have.
LD: All the time, really.
FW: I know, right?
AD: You two are not allowed to gang up on me.
LD: ...
FW: ...
AD: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!
FW: I'll be fine. See you in Kentucky. Make sure Lucky gets there, too.
Fire leaves to head to the next town.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:22:36 GMT -5
[Scene opens on a darkened room. Tyler Vangarde is carving something unintelligable in a wood table with a knife.]
Vangarde: It seems I've gone a little crazy. [laugh] But I was always this way. Getting DQed? Nothing new. Winning with a bit of help from illegal objects? Nothing new. Trying to kill someone? Nothing new.
But what was different on Saturday was the demons in my head. They were starting to resurface. Something told me that my saviour, the man who kept me from the impure thoughts, was in trouble. Something bad was going to happen.
And it did.
When I saw the footage, if I were any other man I would have wept. My closest ally, and my only confidante. Gone. But instead, a calm came over me as if to say that what I had expected has occurred.
And now? Now I have the freedom to completely seperate from E-DEVILS. Without Ecosystem, I have no loyalty to them. No loyalty to anyone except me. I can throw the Red Curtain to blind people. I can use every last trick in the book that I learned while working my way up from the gutter.
Expect change. Because the revolution has just begun.
[Fade.]
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:23:07 GMT -5
The camera pans in on Ravenna leaving the Valor Locker room, a large duffel over her shoulder. Her expression is empty, her gait slow and weary.
SFJ# 22 approaches her with a mic.
SFJ#22: Ravenna, I wanted to congratulate you on winning your Respect Match against Eric O Mac and your 2010 OOWF awards. Do you have anything to say?
Ravenna walks right past the SFJ, barely registering her with a cursory glance. Her expression is vacant, and the residual bruises from her match seem darker against the sicky pale look of her skin. She heads out the doors to the arena, into the parking lot, where she throws her duffel bag into her car and climbs in.
She closes her car door and turns up the music to an ear- splitting level and speeds off.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:23:42 GMT -5
(tytan has driven off some where to get some alone time. He is now up north getting a good view of the lake he has Taco bell and some Jack.)
T: Well you are now free Juni. My destiny is played out let the cards fall where they may. Sleep well my friend.
( He pours some jack and leaves some Taco bell and walks off.)
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:24:17 GMT -5
Poe and Selena are in the private plane area of the Dayton International Airport. Poe gets a text message and scowls, straining the barely-there scabs on his face from last night's match.
P: Goddess....go on the plane. Now.
Sa-T: But I want to go to the Starbucks.
P: We will get you the very best Hawaiian Kona when we land, but I need you to do this for me. NOW.
Sa-T: FINE, Grumpy...sheesh.
Selena flounces off as only a teenager can. Poe watches after her, to make sure she does get on the plane, and then turns to walk away. He turns a corner in the hallway and is laid out immediately by an aluminum baseball bat. No barbed wire though. Poe doubles over and the figure brings the butt of the back down on the back of his head. He falls to the ground.
FW: Did you really think we were done?
Firewoman hits him in the ribs a few times.
FW: I TOLD you, you were not walking away from this. Like Davin said....on your own, no minions to protect you....you aren't really that scary.
Poe tries to speak, but Fire puts her boot on his mouth, not enough pressure to hurt, just to stop him.
FW: It's over, Omar. I promised I would end you....just like you tried to end me.
Firewoman grabs a folding chair that just happens to be laying around and puts Poe's foot through it. She jumps and Pillmanizes Poe's bad ankle. Poe howls in pain, as Firewoman laughs.
FW: That one there? That's for Alex and Lexie. They're basically good people. They couldn't do what needed to be done. That's why they have me.
Fire leaves but comes back shortly with her hands full. She takes the container of kerosene and opens it up, drenching Poe with it. He chokes as the fumes invade his lungs.
Poe: How did you........*cough choke*.......get that through--
FW: TSA agents can be very accomodating, when given the right kind of persuasion.
She tosses the container aside and pulls her lighter out of her pocket.
FW: So whatcha say? Ready? Wait...no....if I do that, then I can't use this--
Firewoman reaches into her other pocket and pulls out a knife.
FW: Recognize this? This is THE knife. THE one. I've been saving it, all these years. I used it on Cho, when I thought he was the one. Now....now it's your turn.
Firewoman takes a step toward Poe, then stops, cocking an ear, as if she's heard something.
FW: What? Did you hear that?
Poe merely coughs and chokes, while Fire looks around.
FW: Who's there? Who said that?
There's another long pause......
FW: I don't.....I don't understand....how............?
Another long pause as Fire appears to be listening to something, but there's no sound except the usual sounds of planes and the occasional sound of Poe moving or trying to breathe.
FW: I see........you're.....you're right.............*Fire looks down at Poe*. It's your lucky day, Omar. While I doubt the existence or worth of my soul, someone else apparently does. He reminded me that you are not worth losing my soul, even in the sorry state that it's in.
Poe: Who?
FW: *smiles* Wouldn't YOU like to know......
Fire puts her lighter and knife away, and smiles.....but without menace or anger this time. Just a strange, peaceful smile.
FW: He's right. It IS time for me to end this. But not like I thought.
She takes a deep breath.
FW: Poe.......Omar al-Tikriti........I forgive you.
Firewoman smiles again, turns and walks away, hitting the blue emergency phone button while she leaves. After a few minutes, airport security arrives on the scene to assist him.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:25:09 GMT -5
Ashley is seen walking down the hallways of the arena, she passes by what is left of catering, and she spots DVD sitting staring at a cup of water. Ashley looks around and doesn't see anyone else around, so she she takes a seat across from him.
Ashley: Hey.
DVD: Hey.
Ashley: Where is Danny?
DVD shrugs.
Ashley: He's not hurt is he?
DVD: Physically, no. Mentally that's hard to say. He really feels like he let Jack down big time tonight.
Ashley: I'm sure OBJ doesn't see it that way.
DVD: Maybe not, but that is how Danny sees it. He let himself get pulled into his kind of fight. He knew better, but still let it happen.
Ashley: Well Stank is a pretty wiley veteran.
DVD: I wasn't talking about Stank.
Ashley: Will he be back by Mayhem?
DVD: Does it matter, he's in a pointless gimmick match anyways.
Ashley: But it's the Imperial Onslaught.
DVD: Its a gimmick match stuck in place to give the booker a break after the insanity that was the hall of fame, awards show and HOE trifecta.
Kayfabee pops into the scene glaring at DVD.
DVD: (Shrugging) What it's the truth.
Kayfabee gives him the finger and leaves
DVD: You know, leading up to this PPV everyone was talking about change being in the air. I kept hearing people say how this was the time when things changed. One year ago at Hell on Earth the night ended with Five people holding their arms high and declaring dominance. Last night the show ended with those same Five's arms still high, still claiming dominance. I guess the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Ashley: But the Five are done, hell Poe walked away from the company.
DVD: They may no longer call themselves the Five, but it's the same people causing the same problems. Four out of the Five of them pulled out big wins last night, and they hold half of the gold in the company. As much as I hate to say it only one man really had the vision to actually enact some actuall change in this company, and his head was nearly caved in by a man claiming to be his friend.
Ashley winces slightly remembering the brutality of the night before.
DVD: Eco...no Juni was right. There is a cancer in the OOWF, and it can all be traced back to one person, and that person's name is Quinn.
Ashley: But which Quinn is it?
DVD: (whispering barely audible) That is the question isn't it.
DVD gets up and limps away as Ashley sits pondering his words.
Fade
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:25:57 GMT -5
l, when a short, overweight, pimple-faced pre-adolescent boy approaches them
Boy: I... I can't believe it's really you! You guys are like my favorite wrestlers EVER! can.. can I get your autograph? and maybe take a picture with you?
Chad: Sure thing.
Zane: (to Bridgette) This is something you'll have to get used to, never getting to finish a meal without fans appraoching us.
Bridgette: That's alright.
(Chad and Zane sign autographs and pose for a couple of photos with the young man. All the while, he is rambling on and on)
Boy: This is SOOO COOL! I remember that series you had with the Midnight Sons! WOW that was great. I like them too, I couldn't wait to see who won that. And then that time where you put the masks back on! That was awesome. I was SO Suprised you were Cowboy Up. Did you know that you won your 60th match at Heck On Earth? I know that's not what it was called, but my mom is close by, and since you guys don't say bad words I want to be just like you. But 60 tag team wins! WOW! That's a record! Did you know that? I looked it up at oowfwrestling.com! And another Record.. Five Time Tag Team champions! That's awesome! You guys MUST be the best team ever! You should say that in a promo! Like Booker T used to Five-Time! Five-Time! Five-Time! Five-Time!Time! Five-Time! OOWF Tag Team Champions! Thast would be great!
Boy's Mom from off screen: Honey, leave them alone so they can eat.
Boy: Oh yeah. Thanks guys! I can't believe you'll be wrestling here this week and I get to sit in the second row! I wish it was a tag team match! You guys are awesome! Thanks alot!
(The boy leaves all smiles, Chad and Zane sit back down in time for dessert to be served)
Bridgette: I ordered for you. You were a little occupied when the waitress came back by.
Zane: Thanks babe.
Chad: I kinda liked that kid.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:27:10 GMT -5
<Fire is roaring down a back road on her bike when she pulls into the lot of a dive. She prowls the lot for a moment, then stops next to a dark grey mustang she knows to be her brothers. Fire takes off her helmet and heads inside where she and Moose are the only ones at the bar, everyone else is keeping a respectable distance>
FW: So
<Moose says nothing>
FW: What now? Where do we go from here?
<again Moose says nothing>
FW: What the fuck is wrong with you NOW?
<Moose slowly turns and looks at Fire and shakes his head>
MHJ: I’m done
FW: Done? Done with what?
<Moose tosses a twenty on the bar and gets up and leaves. Fire follows him to the parking lot and grabs his arm and spins him around so he is facing her>
FW: What the FUCK do you mean you are done?
<Moose looks away for a long time, then turns and looks at Fire>
MHJ: I’m not going to yell. I’m not going to scream. I’m not going to threaten you. What you did to Poe at the airport was fucked up. I’m done
<Moose starts to walk away, Fire grabs him again>
FW: After what HE did to ME?
MHJ: What Fire? What did he do to you? You THINK he was behind the stabbing in Japan. You don’t know that for sure. All you know is he didn’t respect you.
FW: That’s all that matters
MHJ: Really. So let me get this straight. The man you think stabbed you gets his ankle Pilmanized. The man you know kidnapped and tortured you, you marry.
FW: I’m not listening to this again
MHJ: Fine walk away then
<Fire starts to leave, then comes back>
FW: ITS NOT THE SAME! I took Darling’s title, I BEAT him……
MHJ: You beat Poe too
<Fire doesn’t say anything>
MHJ: You know Fire, whether you liked him or not. Whether you hated him or not. Poe is my friend. You know this business, you don’t get many of them. That is why I approached him with the truce, I didn’t want to go to war with him. You say it was personal with Poe? I get that. You want closure. But you know what? It is personal with me and Darling too. You know why I haven’t caved his skull in and left him for dead like Tytan did to Eco? Because he is your friend, and I am trying to respect that. Its just too bad that doesn’t mean anything to you. You got your revenge. You got your closure. Way to go, champ.
<Moose walks away, gets in the car and drives off, leaving Fire alone in the parking lot> [
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:28:52 GMT -5
A video takes over OOWF-TV. After a few seconds of snow, Selena pops up on the screen, via the webcam on her laptop.Sa-T: Hey, it worked. Hello everyone! Haha! Selena waves at the millions upon millions that watch OOWF-TV.Sa-T: I thought I'd take a second here to properly say goodbye. Omar...I mean Poe, wanted to do the silent goodbye thing, but that didn't work out so well did it? Selena arches her eyebrows & purses her lips.Sa-T: I'll get to that in a second. First, I wanna say a few things. First, congrats to all the new champs from last night. You all were great and you earned them. Second, I'd like to say I really enjoyed my time in OOWF. Now, I'd like to thank some people. To GMtheRick, I know Omar and I made your life hell, but everyone did, but thanks for signing me. You changed my life in ways I never imagined. To Uncle Moose, I know you hate the fluffy talk, but you were a great friend to me and I will never forget you. Keep in touch, okay? Mr. Williams, you were always very cool to me, even when you didn't have to be, so thank you. Stankie, we started out pretty rough, but you're a cool dude. But I do think losig a few pounds would be good for ya. Selena points to her heart.Sa-T: Ease up on your ol' ticker there. Tytan, you probbaly wish I forgot about you. I know I called you Meathead all the time, but you've become a pretty stand up dude...last night not withstanding. I think we all understand how Ecosuck can drive you crazy. To Alexander Darling... Selena grins.Sa-T: Omar will never say it, but I think he respects you now. I do. But when you look at me it still creeps me out so I wont miss you. Anyway... Selena rolls her eyes then looks directly into the camera.Sa-T: Now that leads me to what happened today. Don't worry fans, Omar will be fine. There was no structural damage, just a few stretched tendons and the like, so he'll be up and about in no time, especially with a little TLC. Selena wiggles her eyebrows.Sa-T: Now, that leads me to you, Firewoman. You got the last shot, congratulations. Do you feel better now? You don't, do you? You never will. Ya know, I know something about immaturity, stupidity, and childish behavoir... Selena holds up her hands.Sa-T: That was my whole gimmick and it got me over. You really think I could be that dumb and be with Omar? I wouldn't understand half the stuff he says if that were the case. So for me, I could turn in on and off when I needed to. You? It's not a gimmick is it? You really are that immature and childish. Selena gets close to the camera.Sa-T: So let me ask you, Firewoman. Now that I'm gone, and Omar is gone, who are you going to blame for your problems and issues now? You can't blame Chris anymore, you screwed him over royally. Oh, and you blamed that on *air quotes* Alcohol. Not your fault at all. How about Uncle Moose? He's the one person that's stood by you in all your craziness. So what do you do? You marry his most hated enemy. Sounds about right with you. And then there's hubby dear. I actually feel sorry for him. Let's see what you can blame on him? Selena runs her hands through her hair.Sa-T: Firewoman, yuo are the first woman ever to win a World Championship. You should be an icon, a hero, and a role model to girls and women everywhere... But you're not. You're a joke. You may be tough. You may be able to fight with the boys, but you might as well be one because I'm embarrassed to call you a woman. You're no Ravenna Blue. Selena sighs.Sa-T: Okay, rant over. Once again to all the OOWF fans, thank you for everything. It's been great. And ya never know. You might see me and Omar again. Remember, live like there's no tomorrow and love like it's all you know. Selena holds up her fingers for a peace sign.Sa-T: Selena al-Takriti over and out. Selena is about to close her laptop.Sa-T: Oh yea...Smile for the Camera. Selena smiles wide.Sa-T: Namaste! Selena closes the laptop and the feed is lost.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:29:21 GMT -5
(Tytan sits out in the woods campfire blazing. He sits thinking and begins to talk to the ninja camera man.)
Tytan: They all sit there and talk about the horror they felt when they saw the man they once called Eco destroyed and sent back to Hell. I talked about freeing Juni from the Devil that held him prisoner. They called Ecosystem a Hero.
(Tytan stands up)
The Ecosystem I destroyed was not a Hero. I realized something during that match. I realized that this is a Crusade that I begun. Evil will fall in the OOWF. I showed the World how committed I am to making sure that it happens. The thing is if the roles were reversed I know the Eco...I mean Juni would have done the same thing to free my soul.
The Five is no more. The Deliverers are no more and Ecosystem is destroyed.
But the only thing that people talk about is poor Ecosystem and about Poe taking his toys and going home.
This does not make sense to me. I mean I know when I set foot in the arena I will have a target on my back but they also will need to know.
(Tytan reaches down and grabs the shovel.)
They need to know that they better kill me then, because I will be ready for them.
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:29:58 GMT -5
*Hours later a overhead view of a Moon Grey Bentely GTC Speed is seen driving down Interstate 75 south toward Big Bone Lick State Park. The camera zooms in on the convertable where we see Stank driving, Moosehead Jack sitting next to him in the passenger seat, and the new OOWF Onslaught Champion LD Williams lying across the back seat with his feet propped up. They are listening to Alice in Chains radio on Pandora. Currently Man in the Box is playing. Moose speaks up.*
MHJ - Thanks again for picking me up.
Stank - How long did the mechanic say it would take to get your car fixed?
MHJ - He won't be able to look at it til Thursday.
LDW - What happened?
MHJ - Busted hose. I don't know. Engine might be cracked.
*Moose sighs and crosses his arms, staring off to the side lost in angry thought. The second chorus of the song plays. LD Williams mumbles something.*
LDW - That was something else with Juni, eh?
*Stank turns the music down a little.*
Stank - What?
LDW - Ecosystem...
Stank - Oh yeah... that's new brand of crazy.
MHJ - The man died for what he believed in. Nothing crazy about that.
Stank - The man died for nothing if you ask me.
LDW - Oh I don't know Stank... given everything that led up to it... I don't know how none of us saw it coming.
Stank - Which goes to my point. How did his death further his goal?
MHJ - Doesn't matter now, does it?
Stank - I suppose not. I imagine Fucktard is losing his shit over this. HA!
LDW - Davin's probably too broken up over his title loss to notice.
MHJ - You guys should give Moreland more credit.
*LD tilts his head up slightly while Stank slowly turns his head, both staring at Moose.*
Stank - The fuck?
MHJ - I ain't saying you have to like the guy... but he's not nearly as detached as you think he is.
Stank - I'm not having this conversation with you. Next thing you're going to tell me you actually believe the two of you are related.
MHJ - Eyes on the road.
*Stank swerves the car narrowly avoiding roadkill lying in the middle of the interstate. The car behind them is not so lucky as the dead animal explodes into chunks of meat and bone on impact. Minimum damage to the VW bug, the wiperblades activated to wash off blood splattered on its windshield.*
Stank - Ewww.
LDW - Careful Lucas. Wouldn't want to wreck your new wheels.
MHJ - What did you pay for this thing?
Stank - This THING I got at a steal for 310.
MHJ - Thousand?
Stank - 35 off the sticker.
*Moose starts to lean the seat back.*
LDW - Watch my feet.
*Moose stops just short of leaning the seat on LD's legs. The three of them drive along without speaking for awhile, Man in the Box fading out giving way to Stone Temple Pilot's Wicked Garden. About half-way through the song, Stank pulls off at an exit and pulls into the driveway of a Circle K convenience store.*
MHJ - We need gas already?
Stank - No. I'm thirsty.
*Stank parks the car in front, unbuckles his seatbelt and exits the vehicle.*
LDW - I could go for a Honeybun.
*Moose unbuckles his seatbelt and LD hops over the side of the door following Stank inside. Moose is about to walk inside himself when something catches his eye... a motorcycle over by the gas tanks. Moose walks inside the Circle K and spies Stank filling his 32oz cup with a combination of Pepsi and Orange Fanta. LD Williams is walking down an aisle filled with an assortment of pastries. Moose scans the rest of the store, but does not see anyone else he recognizes.*
Stank - Hey Moose you want anything?
MHJ - No.
*Stank shrugs his shoulders and joins LD Williams in the pastry aisle. Moose walks up to the register and speaks to the store clerk.*
MHJ - Got any cigars?
SC - Yeah, but I only got Black & Milds left.
MHJ - Fine.
*The store clerk reaches down and produces a box of Black & Mild cigars.*
SC - $16.75
*Moose fishes in his pocket and pulls out a twenty.*
MHJ - You seen a redhead in here, recently?
SC - Besides you?
MHJ - Don't get cute.
SC - She's in the restroom. Been in there for the last half hour. I was starting to get concerned.
MHJ - She rode in on the motorcycle out front?
SC - Yeah. You related? You kind of look alike.
MHJ - Anyone with her?
SC - No.
*Moose grabs his cigars and turns to leave.*
SC - Sir you forgot your change.
MHJ - Keep it.
*Moose walks out the door and gets back in the Bentley. A few moments later Stank and LD join him. Stank gulps down about a third of his soda before setting it down, he reaches for the start engine button, but stops short.*
Stank - You don't want to talk to her?
MHJ - Who?
Stank - You know who.
MHJ - I don't want to talk to her.
LDW - Fire's here?
*Stank points his thumb over his shoulder toward where Firewoman's Motorcycle rests.*
LDW - Oh.
Stank - I might want to talk to her.
MHJ - Go ahead.
Stank - I'm just wondering why you don't.
MHJ - Did you see what she did to Omar?
Stank - You mean at Hell on Earth?
MHJ - No I mean after that?
Stank - What she do?
MHJ - *sigh* I don't want to talk about it. You mind if I smoke?
Stank - Give me one.
*Moose hands Stank a cigar. Offers one to LD who politely refuses.*
Stank - Alright, I wait til I see her at the arena.
*Stank starts the engine and they pull out of the parking lot. Soon they are back on I 75 south. The music starts up again on Pandora with Red Hot Chilli Peppers Soul to Squeeze. They ride along without speaking til after the first chorus.*
Stank - You seen the line up?
MHJ - No.
Stank - Imperial Onslaught. LD may end up facing your sister.
*Nirvana's You Know You're Right plays next. Moose turns the music down a bit.*
MHJ - What are you implying?
Stank - Nothing really. I just find it interesting she may end up facing her second Five member within the same week.
MHJ - We've disbanded.
Stank - I know that. It's just... nevermind.
LDW - Though I've won the Tournament of Champions before... it's not a foregone conclusion.
Stank - Not saying it is. Just an observation. Actually I'm interested in the tag tournament coming up.
MHJ - What about Drink & Destroy?
Stank - ...
MHJ - Don't tell me you've changed your mind about them?
Stank - I haven't. It irritates me that they still exist as a group.
*Nirvana fades to silence and Joey Cantrell's My Song is up next.*
Stank - I'm thinking about letting that shit go for the time being. Change strategy when it comes to them.
*Moose looks pissed.*
MHJ - Oh yeah?
Stank - Tell you more about it later. I know what I said before but my hatred for them doesn't reach the level of hate you have for Alex. And if you were honest with yourself. Deep down you feel the same way. I still don't like that they call themselves Drink & Destroy, but after last night... Let's just say the course has changed a bit. I've already reached out to Outback Jack. He hasn't returned my text. Don't blame him. Tough son-of-a-bitch.
MHJ - Whatever. When you're ready to resume killing them, I'm there.
Stank - In the meantime... we've got a guaranteed shot at the tag titles, and fresh victims at the tournament.
*Blow up the Outside World by Soundgarden plays next as the camera pulls back to a wide shot of the Bentley rolling down the interstate and fades.*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:30:43 GMT -5
As the scene comes up we see Stank driving out of the arena parking lot having dropped off Moosehead Jack and LD Williams. He drives down a back roadway heading toward the local hotel to check in. As he gets ready to turn towards a nearby intersection, another car comes flying from behind and pulls in front of him cutting him off. The car slams on the brakes and it is all Stank can do to remain in control of the car. When he comes to a stop, Stank gets out of the car pissed off and ready for a fight.
Stank: What the hell, you better have a damn good reason for that or I'm gonn...
Stank stops short as he spots Dynamite Danny Taylor stepping out of the other car.
Stank: Boy you must have a death wish.
Stank heads towards Danny ready for a brawl. Danny quickly places a camcorder down on the hood of the rental car and backs away both hands in the air showing no signs of anger. Stank pauses momentarily unsure of this situation.
Slowly he picks up the Camcorder and hits play. The viewscreen shows the scene outside a hospital where Danny and Stank first met when Taylor first challenged him to a fight and lost. As Stank watches this he smiles, when he sees Folz enter the screen and attack him from behind, Stanks eyes widen believing this to be another setup. Stank drops the camera and takes up a defensive stance. Stank quickly looks around to see where the attack is coming from, and sees no one else but DDT present. DDT simply stands motionless arms across his chest. Stank comes to the conclusion that this is not a setup.
Stank: Okay if you haven't laid a trap, what the hell do you want?
DDT motions down to the camera, and shakes his head no, a look of regret on his face. He points to Stank, and then to himself finally he makes the "lets get it on" motion.
Stank: So you want to fight me now?
DDT nods in agreement.
Stank looks around before speaking: No crowds, no friends, no security, nothing to stop me from completely destroying you and putting you out for good. You still sure you want to try this.
DDT nods his head in agreement.
Stank removes his jacket, cracks his knuckles and bull rushes Taylor taking him off guard. Stank is able to pick Taylor up and slam him into the side of his rental car. Taylor however is not completely unprepared for this and brings his elbow down hard on Stanks head. Stank responds with a solid body blow to the gut followed up with a haymaker to the face. DDT is allready starting to bleed from the mouth. He reacts by bringins a solid knee up into Stanks gut before throwing a forearm shiver to the side of Stanks head. This trading of blows continues with each hit landing harder and faster then the one before. The two large fighters slam back and forth denting both the cars and themselves. The blood begins to flow, but this just encourages the two to fight harder. Eventually Stank is able to get the upper hand and launches Taylor onto the hood of his rental car smashing him into the window. Stank hops onto the hood of the car lifts Taylor up and nails a Stank-U onto the hood of the car.
Stank smiles thinking Taylor is completely out, he begins to leave when he hears movement. Stank looks down and sees Taylor using his hands to push himself back to his knees. A look of rage passes over Stanks face. He reaches down and lifts Taylor up into a jacknife position. With a grunt he pulls DDT up into the air and launches him from the roof of one car to the trunk of the other with a powerbomb. Taylor hits hard his head bouncing off of the rear window.
Stank smiles once again, but that quickly turns to a frown as he sees Taylor once again struggling to his feet.
Stank steps forward and leaps landing a massive splash crushing Taylor between the car and himself. Stank rolls off to his feet spits onto DDT's body and turns to leave. Suddenly Taylors arm shoots out grabbing hold of Stanks arm.
Stank is livid. He snatches Taylor up lifts him and lands a massive Stank-U onto the asphalt below. Taylor is dead and Stank turns to walk away. Stank stops when he feels something pulling at his leg. He looks down and sees Taylor struggling to get to his feet using Stanks own leg. Stank reaches down grabbing DDT by his shirt and slams him against one of the cars.
Stank: Your not going to stop are you?
DDT shakes his head no.
Stank: I can go after all your friends and you'll keep coming?
DDT nods his head yes.
Stank: I can put you in the hospital and you would keep coming?
DDt again nods his head.
Stank: No matter how many times I beat you or hurt you you will keep coming?
DDT nods yes one more time.
Stank: (grunting) If that's how its going to be I guess there is only one thing to do.
Stank heads over to the trunk of his car opens it and pulls out a travel bag. DDT braces himself unsure of what weapons may be within it. As Stank turns back around Danny is surprised to see him bringing over a pair of beers.
Stank hands one to DDT, who takes it tentitavly.
Stank: Moose might kill me for saying this but he ain't the boss of me. It took real guts to come out here. I could have hospitalized you, injured you to the point of ending your career, hell I could have killed you. But you came out anyway, not to impress the crowd, not to defend someones honor, not to show me up.
DDT nods in agreement.
Stank: (chuckling slightly) Reminds me of someone I used to know.
*Stank considers his next words carefully. He leans down and presses his finger on DDT's chest.*
Stank: Drink and Destroy is a large legacy to live up too, I'll be watching. If at any point I think you aren't doing everything in your power to make D&D the best it can possibly be, I"m gonna come back after you, and if that happens, I won't stop. You understand me?
DDT nods in agreement.
Stank: I'm glad we understand each other.
Stank reaches out his hand and him and Taylor share a mutual handshake of respect. Stank steps back and looks at the bashed and steaming rental cars.
Stank: Well looks like we need a cab.
Both men chuckle slightly as we
FADE
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 29, 2011 14:31:54 GMT -5
Fire is alone in the parking lot.
FW: Well, of course he's right. But he's missed a few points............................no, I have to clarify it................No, that's not the high road, but I'm still working on it.... I'm not going to be a saint overnight.
Fire climbs onto her bike, which is way cooler and faster than Moose's silly car, and takes off after him. She catches up with him quickly, and then passes him, and once she gets in front of him, hits the brakes lightly. The light makes Moose slam on his. He starts to accelerate until he sees who it is. (Since she neglected to put her helmet on.) Fire continues to go more slowly, and maneuvering so he can't get around her, until finally he pulls over with a jerk. Fire stops and gets off the bike as Moose flies out of the car in a rage.
MHJ: What the fuck are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed too?
FW: Not at all. First things first, Moosie-poo. You did back off Darling, it's true, but only AFTER you nearly killed him, and he nearly killed you. I don't think anything Poe and I did came close to that, do you?
MHJ: .......
FW: .......
MHJ: Not for lack of trying.....
FW: Secondly.......*over her shoulder* I know....I'm getting to it......*back to Moose* You're right.
MHJ: Huh?
FW: You're right. I shouldn't have gone to the airport. But believe me, I didn't do half of what I had planned....and that's largely because........well, it was partly because of you.
MHJ: It was.
FW: Partly.
MHJ: What about the other part?
FW: It's too complicated to go into right now in the rain. But you seem to have missed the part where I forgave him.
MHJ: Yeah, we've heard this before, Fire. It's usually a ploy to disarm whomever your unreasonable target of the day is.
FW: Usually, yeah. But not this time. This time I mean it. Because he explained to me......I can't really be free of him unless I let it go.
MHJ: Poe explained this?
FW: No. If I had ended his career, killed him, whatever, he would still own a piece of my soul. He said the only way to free myself is to let it go completely. So I did.
MHJ: That doesn't sound like Poe at all.
FW: It wasn't.
MHJ: Then who-
FW: I forgive you too.
MHJ: What?
FW: For all of it. All of the crap from growing up, the whole "Ket" thing, the truce, shaking his hand as he left, everything else I've yelled at you about the last couple of months.
MHJ: ........
FW: Even if you DID stab me--
MHJ: I DIDN'T!
FW: It doesn't matter to me. Not anymore. You're my brother, and I love you, and I forgive you. See you at the arena.
MHJ: I............are you feeling okay?
FW: I'm sparkling, Moose. Tell Stank we're going for a jog tomorrow. 6am. Don't be late.
Fire gets on her bike and heads toward the arena/hotel/whatever, leaving MOOSE standing in the rain this time.
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 30, 2011 11:40:13 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is sitting in the waiting room with Samantha at the hospital. Davin is still in his wrestling gear. Moonbeam comes by looking for comments.*
SFJ420: Davin, people want to hear about how you feel, like, aboust some stuff, or something. Whatever. You know?
DM: *staring off into the distance* Yeah, sure. Whatever.
SFJ420: First off, there has been a lot of talk about that third fall in your championship match at Hell on Earth.
DM: Has there.
SFJ420: Oh yes, it's the talk of all the Newz sites.
DM: Great.
SFJ420: Do you care to comment?
DM: No.
SFJ420: Some people think you didn't kick out of that victory roll on purpose.
DM: Some people have active imaginations.
SFJ420: Davin, it kinda looked like...
DM: Fine. Whatever. Put whatever you want. I really don't care.
SFJ420: You're upset because you lost your titles?
DM: Partially, sure. Yeah. At least Chad and Zane have them. They're in good hands.
SFJ420: Have you spoken to Alexis about it?
DM: No.
SFJ420: Are you going to?
DM: I doubt it.
SFJ420: Are you guys still going to be a team?
DM: I wouldn't put money on it. Her brother's been trying to get her to ditch me for a month now. So, again. Whatever. I don't care why.
SFJ420: Are you, like, upset because Selena's gone?
DM: *glares, and says nothing*
SFJ420: Ok. Well, I guess I don't know why you're like, here, man. Shouldn't you be trying to get everyone in DELIVERS in line?
DM: *looks horrified* You know? What kind of asshole do you think I am?
SFJ420: A giant, raging one?
DM: Fuck off, Moony. Why don't you go back to rummaging through dumpsters for dinner.
SDM: Davin, that's really not.
DM: NO! Why is it so fucking hard to believe that it's not all about an ulterior motive? Junichiro and I had a working relationship, yes. And we clashed on a lot of things. And although he thought he was a savior, in the end, he's merely a man, just like all of us.
SFJ420: I'm not a-
SDM: Now's not the time, hun.
DM: Am I upset? Fuck yes I'm upset. Without Ecosystem, I don't know if there can be a DELIVERS. And I was unable to Deliver...my promise to Junichiro. I promised to save him, from himself. I couldn't do that. And that's my cross to bear. You know, maybe Poe has the right idea. Maybe I need to take some time off. Maybe I need to step away from the ring. It's clear whatever I'm trying to do isn't working.
SDM: Wait. Davin. What the hell are you saying?
DM: Go call everyone you need to and get the plane ready.
SDM: Where are we going?
DM: Home. For once, we're going the fuck home. Go ahead. I'll meet you downstairs.
*Davin wanders over to Eco's hospital room. Lauren Phoenix is there, and she bristles as soon as she sees Davin.*
LP: What in the blue fuck do you want?
DM: May I speak to him?
LP: *eyes him warily* I can have the cops here in less than a minute.
DM: *looks back, his eyes tearing up* Please, Lauren.
LP: 5 minutes. Then, get the fuck out. *she leaves*
DM: *sits next to Ecosystem in a chair, right by his ear, and he's semi-whispering* Junichiro...you may not be long for our world. But you need to know...I know you doubted my sincerity. I know you didn't agree with what I was doing. I know it wasn't as you would have done it...But Juni, none of that matters now. Your friends. They need you. Without you, they believe in nothing, not even themselves. I know this about you. And I know you didn't believe it; but I agreed with lots of things you did. Don't let this be the end of it, Junichiro. I promised to save you. Give me the opportunity...*Davin's searching for words*...Rest well, my friend.
*Davin passes Lauren on the way out of the door. He punches the button on the elevator and...fade*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 30, 2011 11:41:01 GMT -5
A ninja cameraman behind a potted ficus at the Toledo Hospital zooms in on a visibly shaken Ravenna Blue, shouting at a dour receptionist.
RB: Just tell me if he's here or in the damned morgue?!
DR: Ma'am, are you family?
RB: .....No.....but please, just look it up... J-u-n-i-c-h...
DR: Ma'am, if you're not family I can't help you.
RB: <slamming her fists on the reception desk> Look, this is unbelievably important to me and I've heard he's dead and I've heard he's in a coma in this hospital. For fuck sake's lady...can you just tell me if he's alive or dead?
The strain and frustration evident in her eyes.
DR: I'm sorry, but if you keep this up, I am going to have to call security.
RB: If you have any sympathy or compassion at all....would you just tell me if my friend is dead?
<slow fade>
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 30, 2011 11:42:14 GMT -5
*Davin Moreland is SITTING~! in a rocking chair, overlooking Nantucket sound from a porch at his barely-used house in Mashpee. He's drinking some sort of cheap, unsponsored beer out of a can, and it's clear he's had a few of those. It's also clear he's blown through at least half a pack of cigarettes as well. Samantha comes out and sits in the matching rocking chair, grabbing a beer of her own*
DM: *without looking* You know? I could retire. I could do it right now and not have to worry about it. I could watch the ocean all day, every day, and no one would want a damn thing from me.
SDM: *pulling the hood up on her sweatshirt* You know it's pouring fucking rain, right?
DM: I know. Even when it's shitty out, it's still beautiful.
SDM: You're in one of your moods, I gather?
DM: What mood?
SDM: Emo?
DM: Oh fuck off, Samantha. This isn't emo. I don't hate the world. It doesn't hate me. But sometimes things happen that make you reflect on where your life is.
SDM: Ok...
DM: I'm 33 years old, Sam. I've been involved with wrestling and before that football, since I was like 12 years old. I'm tired. I'm beaten up. And I don't HAVE to do this anymore. I've accomplished everything there is to accomplish in my line of work, and the Hall of Fame will come calling the year after I retire. What is there left to prove? I have this beautiful house I never get to live in, this beautiful wife I never get to spend real time with. I have a wonderful mother I get to see maybe twice a year; family I never get to see...I'm tired, Sammy. I'm tired. I don't want to be tired anymore.
SDM: I'm...uh...I don't know what to say.
DM: This might be a first.
SDM: Funny. On one hand, I know somewhere that I'm supposed to talk you out of quitting, and tell you there's more you have left to do, and people in the OOWF you would leave in the lurch. And it's not like you to shirk your responsibilities. And the fans, the fans would be crushed.
DM: But on the other hand?
SDM: You said it. You've been doing this your whole life. Every professional accolade there is to achieve, you've achieved it. There is no financial reason for you to continue getting beat up night in and night out. Our house, here, you've barely seen it. Your family. Reconnecting with your home, which is here, not on the road. This part of your journey could easily be over. No regrets.
DM: None.
SDM: Yeah, me either. I could get out of the game too. I don't need to do it anymore. I do it more out of habit rather than for any financial gain. I can refer a few people and be done with it...probably in a couple of hours. Then it would just be us. I mean, hell, I'm not getting any younger either.
DM: I want kids, Sam.
SDM: I know. Me too.
DM: It just seems like the perfect time to jump off the merry-go-round. If we go back, there's no telling when it will stop, or if I'll ever have this chance again. I don't want to be hitting 60-year-old Diamond Cutters. You know?
SDM: I know. I don't want to watch you hit 60-year-old Diamond Cutters. If I never saw you take another bump in your entire life, I'd be fine with that.
*They look back at the water, in the pouring rain for a minute, sipping on their beers. There's a voice suddenly yelling from inside*
VSYFI: DUDES! I forget where, like, the towels are or whatever, man!
DM: *sighs* I forgot we've already got one kid.
SDM: *squeezes his arm* They can't all be winners, honey.
DM: Nice. I'll take care of it.
*He goes inside yelling something indistinctly and the scene fades*
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Post by BookerShark on Jan 30, 2011 11:42:53 GMT -5
SFJ: I’m standing by with the man who last Sunday won his first Singles championship in the OOWF, the current Intercontinental Champion, “Lionheart” Chris Evans. Evans: Its great to be the champ. Every time Dead & I get in the ring with each other, we always put on a good show, and Sunday was no different. Dead put up one hell of a fight, and if he wants one more shot at this title, I’d be more than happy to give him one. The sound of footsteps is heard in the distance as someone appears to be walking towards Chris Evans. The camera turns to see who it is, and America’s Sweetheart & US Olympic Gold Medalist Shawn Johnson comes into view. AS&USOGMSJ: Hey Evans. E: Shawn, what are you doing here AS&USOGMSJ: Just wanted to congratulate you on your win. E: Um, thanks. You're awfully cheery-looking. AS&USOGMSJ: Thanks. I'll see ya around...stud. Meanwhile, in the Texpress locker room... Chad: Aw shucks. Fade back to Evans. SFJ: What was that all about? E: I dunno, but I sure as hell ain’t complaining. SFJ: Dude, gross! Isn’t she, like, underage? Figures, it’s like Whack-a Mole around here. We get rid of one pervert, and another takes his place. E: I ain’t no pedo. She was born on January 19, 1982. She’s 18, which is perfectly legal. SFJ: How did you... E: It’s kinda something I’m known for around here. *Kayfabe comes running from off-camera and knocks Evans to the ground with a spinning heel kick. She follows this up with a couple of crotch chops before leaving.* E: Ouch. Damn, she's getting better at that. SFJ: What the hell was...? E: *sigh* It’s a long story. SFJ: Right...so anyway, this week, you are competing in the Tournament of Champions. If you win, you realize that you will have to face someone which whom you have quite a storied history with: Firewoman. E: I’m more than aware of that. And while the thought of being in the position to possibly be the first to simultaneously hold both the World & Intercontinental titles is more than I could have ever imagined, the fact of the matter is, I view that more as a benefit rather than the main objective. No, the main objective is to take out a key member of The Five. They’re weak right now, and this is the perfect opportunity to strike them at their very core. SFJ: Off-topic, your stablemate, Ravenna Blue, seems to be taking the loss of Ecosystem especially hard. Can you elaborate more on that? E: I can’t. Even though he changed into the devil of a man that we last saw him as, Junichiro was someone who Ravenna held in high regard. She’s just trying to come to grips with the situation, and as much as it pains me to say this, this is her battle that she’s facing right now, and I’m gonna leave her to her own devices. SFJ: And what are your feelings concerning Muyo? E: If you want my answer, you’ll have to wait for the funeral. If I find it necessary, I’ll say my peace there, and nowhere else. *fade to black*
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