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Post by mooseheadjack on May 17, 2008 20:48:28 GMT -5
[Camera cuts in to a close up of Johnny Adrenaline, hands on his head, pacing back and forth in his locker room, obviously shaken by the unfortunate events from earlier in the evening. Camera slowly zooms out to show L.D. Williams standing in the corner of the locker room, examining a tape of the botched Adrenaline Rush that has perhaps paralyzed Antoine Cutter. Williams rewinds the tape and turns to Johnny.]
LDW: Will you just come here and look at the tape?
JA: No, I'm not gonna look at the tape.
LDW: [chuckling] It's quite the entertaining bit. I mean, he got up...for a couple of seconds...
JA: It ain't funny, man. And YOU told me to do it.
LDW: Oh, you would've done it anyway. Don't blame me!
JA: I'm not blaming you. I just...I mean...
LDW: Will ya just come here? [L.D. grabs Johnny by the arm and drags him in front of the TV. He presses play on the VCR.] Now here, you see this puddle of blood.
JA: Yeah, I know, the internet guy...
LDW: My point exactly. How were you supposed to know it was there? You slipped. It happens. Accidents happen. How do ya think Alan Capps came into existence?
JA: [Johnny chuckles at that comment.] Concrete, too.
LDW: There ya go. See? It's okay. Hell, we'll send Cutter some flowers or something. But life goes on. He'll be fine. He'll collect his $1.13 pension from the company for the rest of his life and everything will be great.
[L.D. is interrupted by a knock at the door. The GM, Ecosystem, marches into the locker room.]
JA: Hello. Did we say you could come in?
Eco: Gentlemen, I don't need permission to do a damn thing around here. I'm the boss. Remember?
LDW: So? Why are you here?
Eco: I'm here to let you boys know that behavior like what I saw earlier tonight will not be tolerated here in the OOWF.
JA: Look, we're sorry we broke character. I know there's that old (makes quotation marks with fingers) "kayfabe" thing. But if "kayfabe" is such a big deal, why does that jackass Smark have a job here? And for that matter, why was his blood still in the ring during my match?
LDW: Yeah, "boss," I don't think that's a safe working environment. We could sue you for that.
Eco: You boys ain't gonna do a damn thing. What you will do is this: Johnny, if you put anybody else in the hospital with your Adrenaline Rush, you'll be doin some time: 30 days suspension...without pay!
LDW: (sarcastically) Johnny, he can't deprive you of your fifty cent paydays! You got a family to feed!
Eco: And as for you, L.D. Williams, you told Johnny to give Cutter the Adrenaline Rush, so I'm holding you just as responsible as Johnny. Therefore, if Johnny hurts anybody else, YOU get the same punishment he gets!
LDW: Hey, that's not...
[Ecosystem walks off.]
JA: Told ya it was your fault!
[L.D. looks around in confusion as Johnny watches Eco leave and gets a smug grin on his face.]
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 17, 2008 20:48:56 GMT -5
(Concrete is drifting in and out of consciousness....)
"...I'm not going to the hospital..."
"Pain is my business"
"Spike Pile Driver and AA is OUT COLD"
"I'm not going to the hospital this time....."
"I trust this guy....."
(CTG snaps awake)
??: About time.
CTG: (falling back down in bed, holding his neck) where am I.....
??: you're not in a hospital, I heard you blathering.
CTG: then where.....
??: They brought you to the psych ward - someone said you needed your head examined.
CTG: huh....?
??: some guys wondered why you even do what you do anymore....
CTG: I.... don't.... (turns)
AA: I protested to them, really I did. I told the other guys we just wanted to get you patched up. A crushed sac, irregular heartbeat, concussion, neck spasms....
CTG: (doesn't look like he understands)
AA: You're hurt. You need time off. We'll take care of Moose, Niles and Endo.
CTG: But......
AA: We got it, man, just rest.....
(fade to black)
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 17, 2008 20:49:24 GMT -5
scene: ecosystem's office
The boss is in his office looking busy when the door bursts open....in flies JW Westgaard looking quite upset. Eco can tell he's quite pissed off....so he quickly says...."relax....Cutter is in good hands, everything will be ok, he's in good hands"
JWW responds in a calm collected voice, but with that about ready to snap look in his eye..."AC and I were in the OOWF for almost a month, and now my boy AC may never walk again because those f<bleeep>g meatheads Williams and Andrenaline decide they are gin to beat on a guy because one of got DQ'd....these two have been pulling this crap on people for too long, whether its concrete, AA or no Cutter. THese two pricks think they are better than the sport...now I know adrenaline feels bad....I heard form the boys in back....but williams, he's another story. I want him in the ring next week, no hold's barred...i'm holding him personally responsible for what happened to antoine. And if Adrenaline wants to stick his nose into it, well it just might get broken...a hockey stick to the face can do a lot of damage. I'm goig to the hospistal to check on AC...So now the decision is yours Boss....I can take out williams in the ring next week, or I can do it the way AC would have done it and just jump Williams whenever I get the chance....so the decision is yours boss...think about it."
JWW leaves the room and heads to the hospital.
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 17, 2008 20:49:48 GMT -5
JWW is entering the arena after getting back from visiting Antoine Cutter in the hospital. As he makes his way down a dark corridor heading to his dressing room, Moosehead Jack steps out of the shadows.
JWW - <immediately ready for a fight> Ok what the hell do you want!
MHJ - hey, hey, calm down, I'm not here for a fight, if I wanted to attack you, you would've never seen me coming
JWW pauses for a moment and considers the logic - ok fine, so what do you want then?
MHJ - I have a message from Eco, you demanded a match against LD Williams next week
JWW - yeah that sonovabitch is gonna pay!
MHJ - yes yes, in good time he will. It seems like you want something from the Establishment, and to get that, you are going to have to do something for us.
JWW - What? Look, I am my own man, I don't need Establishment's backing or support, I want that match, and if I don't get the match, the next time I see Williams walking around, I am gonna beat his ass
MHJ - well, a little heads up, Eco wants you to know, that if you touch Williams outside of a match, you are gone, suspended from the OOWF forever. Now, do you want to listen to our little proposition or not?
JWW - <sighs> fine, what is the deal?
MHJ - at next weeks Midweek Mayhem you have Hardbody Harris, you show us something, and we will make it all worth your while.
JWW - That's it? If I impress you against Hardbody Harris you will make it worth my while? What the hell kind of a deal is that?
MHJ - Do you really have a choice? <MHJ walks away>
JWW - DAMMIT!
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 17, 2008 20:50:12 GMT -5
(Microplay is leaving the ringside area, while 'Skeem' Gene manages to get an interview)
Skeem: Micro...Can i get a quick word with you...What do you have to say about your match against Chris Alt tonight??
Microplay: You dip shit...Can't you see i was just in a 25 minute match?? (gasps for breath).
Skeem: You are right, Micro...But just a thought on the match up??
Microplay: You fucking idiot...(gasps for breath). I'll say one thing only...(with one last gasp of air)...Canadian Dragon, you're NEXT...
(Microplay leaves toward the backstage area, as Skeem Gene heads to the back)
(cameras fade)
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 17, 2008 20:50:41 GMT -5
*we see Hellion and Corax sitting in the back after their devestating loss*
Hellion slams his fists down on his thighs and stands up.
H - Fer Crissakes! Who loses by countout!?!
C - Totally! I didn't even know these refs could count to 10!
H - I can't believe this crap. We have been wading through it for too long now. where the hell is our title rematch?!?
*we hear the satisfying crack when the lid is removed from a can of pudding*
*Corax takes a spoonful of his ritual post-match pudding*
C - I know man, it's total bs! You know, this stuff wouldn't be happening if UnderDawg was still alive.
H - Arrgh! For the last time! HE'S NOT DEAD!!
C - If you say so man, but don't you think it's really time you came to terms with it? These dillusions are not healthy. I think they might be hurting your performance. I mean, how many times lately have you been in a match and been caught with a chair while you were staring at the entrance waiting for Dawger to show up?
H - None.
C - Exactly. That's because deep down, you know he's really gone. On a subconcious level, you know he's not comming back.
H - Corax, what the hell are you talking about?
C - I'm talking abo
*Suddenly the door bursts open, striking Corax in the hand and knocking the can halfway across the room*
C - Aww crap! My pudding!!
Viper - Oh damn, sorry about that C.
C - Man, you know I need my post match pudding!
V - Look, forget about the pudding, did you guys see my match! I was awsome yo! I played those suckers like chumps! *slaps his elbow with his opposite hand.* They thought they could take me but I showed them a lil sum sum. There ain't no way that punk Ecosystem ain't gonna put top bling round this wizzaist and quick!
H - Would it kill you to speak English once in a while?
V - You know, I figured I'd try mixing it up a bit. It got John Cena a push, knowhatimsayin?
H - I haven't got the slightes clue.
C - Screw this, I'm outta here.
*Corax get's up and storms away
V - Bitches be riding him again?
H - Knock it off!
We see Corax storming down the hall with and all too familliar evil gleen in his eye. He walks up to a concession stand and accosts the clerk.
C - Got any pudding?
c - Excuse me sir?
C - Pudding! Do you have it?
c - No sir, but we do have a delicious selection of snack-sized applesauces.
C - Applesauce? Applesauce?!?
*Corax grabs the clerk and hauls him over the counter. Buy the scruff of the collar he throws him to the floor and starts violently shaking him.
C - APPLESAUCE!!! I DON'T WANT ANY GODDAMN APPLESAUCE! I WANT PUDDING! YOU HEAR ME! PUUUUUDDDDIIINNNNGGGG!!
Referees and Road Agents all pile on to Corax and haul him off the innocent merchant.
*Back in the locker room, Viper has turned on the monitor just in time to see Corax being dragged away
C - PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDING!!!
V - Woah, that guy is way too serious about his pudding.
H - Tell me about it. He must be off his medication or something.
V - Say what now?
H - Um.. Uh.. Oh nothing. I said, he must really need a vacation.
V - Hey, that's not what you said. Yo, don't be pla...
H - Look just drop it alright? We can talk about it later.
*Fade to black*
[Edited on 1-22-2005 by 2HoT]
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