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| Epsiode Two Part One | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 17 2009, 09:00 PM (186 Views) | |
| ratrangerm | Nov 17 2009, 09:00 PM Post #1 |
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[Fade in: Randy Grant in all his glory, standing in front of the prison gates, and as he talks, clips of the last TDW are shown.] RG: Last time on Total Drama Wrestling... the nine wrestlers were sent on a scavenger hunt to acquire the foreign object of their choice. Some laid claim to their chosen prizes quickly... some showed more interest in fulfilling their other needs... and we even got a pier six brawl to highlight everything. But once every wrestler had claimed their object of choice, the American Freebear laid claim to a waterbed for his prison cell. Meanwhile, Simon O'Neal opted to find a couple people willing to stick with him to the finals... and he seemed to find them in Keisha Love and Jack Keening. And Kevin McCabe seemed to be looking for the same thing... although it remains to be seen if Suzie Machina will be sold on teaming up. Will Love truly trust O'Neal? Will McCabe and Machina find a way to work together? Will Jack Keening try to steal my duties again? Will the American Freebear's appetite truly be satisfied? And will I get a bonus for such witty lines being delivered? We may or may find out those answers tonight on... TOTAL... DRAMA... WRESTLING! [And just like the last time, we cut straight to our next shot... no money to pay for a fancy opening montage, after all. The nine competitors are all seated in the commons area of the prison cell wing they are staying. How they are faring, well, that's not important. At least not yet. Because right now, Randy Grant is the most important thing. And he's here to talk to the competitors.] RG: Good morning... I hope you had at least a decent night's sleep... and I'm sorry we only had cold cereal for breakfast, but you're just going to have to take what you can get... and besides, research has shown that, the less satisfying the meals are, the angrier our contestants will get and thus be that much more willing to kick asses and take names. But let's get on to our next challenge... and once again, this is a reward challenge. None of you will be going home... yet. We figured we'd keep things going on Total Drama Wrestling with a favorite match of many, often considered to be one of the most brutal... War Games. I'm sure you are all familiar with the concept of two rings inside a giant steel cage... and while that will be part of the challenge, we are making things a bit different here. In this War Games... it's every wrestler for themselves and you will be allowed to bring in the foreign object you claimed in the last challenge. Two wrestlers will start, then every two minutes thereafter, another wrestler will enter the cage. Once all 10 wrestlers are inside the cage, War Games officially begins, where it will be submit or surrender. The first wrestler to get an opponent to submit or surrender wins the challenge. Now, I'm sure you all know there are only nine of you participating, so who will be the 10th competitor? Well, to make sure we have 10 in this challenge, we brought in somebody to be a one-time competitor. [It's at this point that Raymond Elbert enters, accompanied by an ordinary-looking man, with short brown hair and dressed in a T-shirt and sweats.] RG: Please welcome "Just An Average Guy" Scott Reeves! [Ah, you may not know who this person is... let's just say, when there was a certain promotion in New Mexico called LEW, Reeves did a pretty good job of showing everyone what a jobber is.] SR: What the hell is going on here? I was told I was going to be at a Hilton where a massage and facial await. RG: Well... it comes with a condition... you get them after you participate in a War Games with these folks right here. SR: War Games? What makes you think I'm cut out for that? And against people like HIM?! [Scott points in the direction of the wrestlers. Is he pointing at McCabe? O'Neal? Freebear? Does it really matter?] RE: Listen up, Scotty! You can't have a War Games without ten people in it! We need some sucker to go in there and round out our field and you were the first sucker to sign up! So you better get to stepping and get yourself ready! RG: Tell you what, Scott... I'll make sure Raymond gets you a weapon as well. Then at least you will be on even terms with everybody. SR: I still get my massage, right? RG: Well... I think that can be arranged. SR: Well... as long as I get my massage. RG: [nodding and smiling slightly] Raymond, go fetch this man a weapon! And to the rest of you... you have a couple of hours to get ready for War Games. Good luck! [Cut. A double-ring set inside of a steel cage. The camera pans and zooms, capturing a pair of tables; one, the announce table, is empty. Next to the announce table is the one typically reserved for the timekeeper and ring announcer. This time, however, a familiar brown-suited man sits in front of the ring bell, holding it's hammer.] JK: Hello fans, Jack Keening here once again, bringing you the real story behind Total Drama Wrestling! This week on TDW, Stuff Happening on Television brings you Wargames! Submission rules apply, and I'll be on hand to ring both the opening and final bells for this cataclysmic confrontation. *DING!* *DING!* *DING!* JK: As chance would have it, I, myself, Jack Keening, have been made the guest timekeeper for the Wargames matchup! After all, why else would I have this bell? Also, why else would a tenth “mystery” individual be introduced into the equation? Why, to take my place, of course! What does this mean to my friend Simon O'Neal? Well, Simon need not fear. By holding this position at ringside, I prevent any less trustworthy individuals from tainting the outcome of the contest with untimely bell ringing. *DING!* JK: The time draws near, and I, Jack Keening, wait diligently for the first participants. In the name of fair play, I swear that this ring bell will be used by no one other than myself this night. I swear that I shall not leave this seat ... until my work is done. This I so swear. [Sitting up straight, hammer at the ready, Jack seems stoic in his stubborn denial of reality. Fade.] [Suzie Machina is back in the camera confessional, looking apprehensively. She taps her chin out of nerves.] SM: So we have another challenge, once again for a reward, and it’s a test of skill and heart and brutality and... what number you get. The last challenge was more or less luck – not that I really care what type of bed I lie awake and try to sleep on – and this one seems to heavily favour those that come in later. So what do you do, when your fortune is left out of your hands? Well, in a way that’s always the case. You can work and work towards being a great wrestler, training every day, and on the night of your big title match you get hit by a bus. It’s all up to chance. But something like this just takes it to another level. Oh well. It’s not like I really care about this challenge... I’m looking to win the show, not to be comfortable. But a gal has her pride, you know. [Suzie produces the steel chair she grabbed in the earlier challenge, holding it up to the camera. Some light gleans off the metal.] SM: Guess I’ll just have to try and make my own luck. [Scene opens upon the grizzly form of the biggest competitor in Total Drama Wrestling: the American Freebear! The self-styled "Flyin' Ursine" is waiting for us in front of the TDW banner: his food devoured, the water bed unable to handle the vastness of his form, the Freebear has nowhere left to go but in front of the television cameras.] "Seems like the American Freebear made quite a name for himself during the Quest for the Foreign Object... But do you folks tend to remember why? Let me remind ya' all: it's cuz o' my fight with Kevin McCabe that was found to be the greatest during the whole event! Small wonder, considering how the Freebear is nothin' short but the most dominating animal to be set loose upon this prison, your most fearsome fighter in the ring! So lo and behold, they hired that bad boy bear to wrestle again, inside of an oversized cage match, where you're all locked in... WITH ME!!!!!" [The American Freebear produces his fearsome baseball bat from underneath his chair, a Louiseville slugger which he slaps menacingly against the palm of his big burly paw.] "Swing batter batter swing batter batter; the rules at the Everyone-For-Himself War Games just became "Submit or surrender or swing batter batter"!!! I don't care if no one wants to play ball with the Freebear, because Lord knows this bear you cannot change! As far as I'm concerned, you're all stuck inside of a great big batting cage and I'm swinging for the fences! Because the American Freebear is the only bear with a major league contract in the makings and I ain't runnin' for home until I get my second win here... in Total Drama Wrestling!" [With the Freebear giving a mock swing of his baseball bat for all the viewers watching at home, we fade to the next guy with his promo!] [Fade in.] [Once more, we're at the TDW backdrop. Standing before us is Keisha Love. She's wearing a cropped tank top and black, boy-cut shorts. She also wears tennis shoes, her black hair falling down her back and Singapore Cane in hand.] Keisha: You see this? [She waves the cane.] Keisha: Last time, I got what is easily the _best_ weapon here and then formed a partnership with one of the better wrestlers too, while everyone else was running around here like a chicken with its head cut off. [She grins and laughs, smug and self-satisfied.] Keisha: It’s like I told you all. I’m just too damned smart for this game. But intelligence isn’t my only strength. I’m also one Hell of a wrestler too, as you will all witness tonight. You see, I plan to go out there and beat down whoever stands in my way until they have no choice but to give up or lay down. After all, I’ve beaten the best that Japan can offer. We’re talking _legends_ in women’s wrestling here. So, if I could beat them down and take their honor, what hope do these imbeciles have? [Fade out.] [All of a sudden "Simply Sadistic" Kevin McCabe comes into the cameras view and he has the leather strap on his right shoulder as he begins to speak with the TDW backdrop behind him.] KM: "Tonight is the night where battle lines will be drawn ... After tonight I will find out who I can trust and who I must just destroy by any means necessary ..." "Blood will be shed ... Bones will be broken ... Hell tonight is War Games and that is exactly what it will be ... It will be brutal and not for the weak of heart ... For all I know someone may just die inside that ring after that bell rings... " [ Kevin pulls the leather strap down and starts hitting himself against his own chest ...] KM: "Some may think whoever wins War Games will be the person who can survive the most pain .. Others may think it is the person who can dish out the most punishment ... I personally think it will take a mixture of both to survive this type of match ... People will be coming from you in every possible direction and you can do one of two things ... You can either hide in the corner like a coward or you can just do what your paid to do and that is FIGHT ..." "Tonight I promise that someone in that ring will be made an example of ... Just who will it be .. I could tell you who it is but how would that be any fun ...Well there is only one other way to find out ..." [ McCabe chest is completely red now and he flashes an sadistic smile as one is left to wonder just who will survive tonight ...] [The scene opens to the jail cell of Ikuto Nagashima. The "Tokyo Badboy" has decorated it well...or at least as well as can be expected with a splash of art deco furniture here and piece of art work there. He's sitting on a chair, legs crossed and regarding the camera with a smirk. Fabulous as ever, he's clad in a pair of silver, leather pants and boots, his chiseled chest bare.] Ikuto: I don't care who you are around here. Man. Woman. Filthy beast. Tonight, you will surely go down in defeat. Because I have this particular contest wrapped up. After all, I _am_ the obvious best wrestler here. [He pauses.] Ikuto: Except for perhaps Simon O'Neal. But he's gotten old. And bald. Me? I'm young, strong, and hotter than a tea kettle. Just look at how well I did last time. I left those others looking like the fools that they are and tonight will be an instant replay. Now, you must excuse me as I get pretty. [He waves his hands.] Ikuto: Shoo, bitches. [The scene fades to black.] "A 'prude,' he says?" [Gabrielle RioPaah is in her cell, looking quite steamed. Her feet are in a gurgling foot bath (hotwired; she's one of the top Samoan electrical engineers), a cup of tea in one hand and brass knuckles in the other. She speaks in her inexplicable Liverpool accent.] RIOPAAH: Keisha Love walks in and she's a great feminist for copping me routine and when I come in and do the same thing it makes me a prude! [She har-umphs] RIOPAAH: Well, I'm not a prude for being a vegan, right? I just don't like to abuse my body in the world that I live in. And I'm willing to try some meat products. I mean, I did eat those tourists all those times, but only after they were prepared with penne all'arrabbiata and even then I had to chose the right wine. [She takes a sip from her cup.] RIOPAAH: At least I got the brass knuckles. I wanted the quarters because I've got laundry piling up at home, but it's better than that Singapore cane. That's endangered bamboo, that is. Not even a proper Singapore cane. They're all manufactured in Malaysia, anyway. [She puts the cup down on the bedside table.] RIOPAAH: Ah well. I suppose I'll have to go through with this. I'll show 'em I'm not a prude. F'Course it means locking the "filthy savage" in the cage. "Ooh, that dirty Annoyed Samoan belongs in a cage." But at least I'm not a prude. [A small section of the cracked paint on the wall spontaneously peels away and shatters on the table.] RIOPAAH: I've got stucco in me tea! [She disgustedly pours out the contents of the cup.] [The camera fades in to see Simon O’Neal, standing in front of the TDW logo. He tips his grey fedora hat towards the camera and shrugs.] “Picasso putting primer on your basement. Bobby Flay serving up Big Macs. ‘Mighty Bastard’, Simon O’Neal, in a Wargames. What a waste. You’re taking a magnificent artist and forcing them to ply their trade in the most common denominator possible. I have to watch myself- my only real risk in TDW is becoming bored and sloppy. Fortunately, as long as slugs like McCabe are around, I know that I’ll have to try very, very hard to screw up enough to lose this.” [Cut. We now find the 10 competitors all standing besides the big structure that is the integral part of War Games. Well, OK, Scott Reeves really isn't a competitor... he's really an expendable extra. Cannon fodder. Unwiitting victim. Dead duck. Pick whichever one you like best.] RG: It's now time to get this thing started. Here's how it's going to work... the first two wrestlers to find a foreign object are going to be the ones to start this thing. That means Keisha Love and Gabby RioPaah will be the first two in the ring. Then the order of entry after that will be Suzie Machina, Simon O'Neal, American Freebear, Yano Masoyoshi, Kevin McCabe, Ikuto Nagashima, Jack Keening, and finally Scott Reeves. Any questions before we begin? SR: Yeah... what about my weapon? [Enter Raymond Elbert, who hands over to Scott his weapon of choice... that being Raymond's choice, of course. A small, plastic squirt gun.] SR: Are you serious? Did you just head down to the Dollar World and pull the first thing you found on the shelves? [Raymond gets right up in Scott's face. This easy to do with Just An Average Guy.] RE: You asked for a weapon and you got your weapon! Now stop acting like a baby and start acting like you want to do your job... and I do mean that literally! [Raymond is done chewing out Scott and takes his place beside Randy.] RG: You did get him that at Dollar World, did you? RE: Hey, you told me to keep it under budget. RG: Good man. EVERYONE FOR THEMSELVES WAR GAMES And thus the action got underway, with Keisha Love and Gabby RioPaah starting things off. Gabby was able to use her size to her advantage and didn't really have to utilize the brass knuckles that much... not that she ignored them. Indeed, her punches had more effect thanks to that foreign object. Love would fight back, though, taking her Singapore cane and striking Gabby repeatedly, spending most of her time focusing on the knees. As Love started to get the upper hand, though, the two minutes expired and Suzie Machina, chair in hand, would enter the ring, Jack Keening ringing his bell as Machina stepped inside the cage. RE: What the hell? Since when did we get a timekeeper? RG: Just humor him, Raymond... it makes things a lot more fun. RE: It's giving me a headache! Machina stuck to her aerial assaults against Love... that is, when she wasn't swinging the chair. But after she got in her attacks on Love for a few seconds, she chose to set up the chair in the corner, as if she wanted to save her energies. Gabby shrugged it off and continued her assault on Love, opting to clamp on a headlock and give a brass knuckles assisted noogie to Love. But Love was again able to fight back, and after downing Gabby following repeated cane shots to the head, she immediately charged after Suzie, striking her as well. No longer content to sit back and watch the action, Suzie retaliated, she and Love going at it, until Gabby intervened and turned it into a three-way brawl. And it was at this point that Simon O'Neal's turn came up to enter the cage. At first, O'Neal seemed content to let the three women do battle... but the instant Gabby turned her back on him, O'Neal snuck up behind her and struck her with the roll of coins. And then as Machina was about to brain Love with the chair, Simon snatched it away from her and nailed her across the bridge of the nose with the coins. RG: Looks like Simon isn't going to be a ladies man tonight... at least, not to anyone not named Keisha Love. RE: Ladies? You know you are using that term loosely, right? O'Neal and Love then spent some time double teaming Gabby, but as the two tried to take the brass knuckles away from her, Suzie struck with the chair, then was able to kick away the Singapore cane that Love was using. But O'Neal intervened again, eventually allowing Love to come back against Suzie while he kept an eye on Gabby. That wouldn't last long, though, as two minutes expired and the American Freebear entered the ring, brandishing his baseball bat. And his target of choice was O'Neal, who tried to back away, but Freebear would have none of it. A couple of quick shots took O'Neal down, although he managed to hang onto his roll of quarters. RG: Wow, looks like somebody's giving new meaning to the term Louisville Slugger. RE: So Captain Caveman hails from Louisville? RG: Eh... it just sounded good. Love then intervened by targerting Freebear with the Singapore cane she retrieved... on a man like Freebear, Love's impact wasn't that hard, but it was at least enough to keep Freebear a bit staggered. The assault ended when Gabby tackled Love, hitting her with the knuckles and busting her open in the process. O'Neal tried to swipe the bat away from Freebear, but Freebear resisted and a tug of war ensued, with the stronger Freebear coming out on top. Suzie, meanwhile, was content to stay away from the action, sitting in the corner and using her chair more as a shield to ward off other competitors. But when two minutes expired, Yano Masoyoshi entered the ring, taking his trash can lid with him. And given that Yano is a big boy, he had no problem at all focusing his attentions on American Freebear... and this time, the shots from a foreign object did more than just stagger Freebear a bit, but really rocked him. It soon developed into Freebear at times using the bat to try to knock the lid from Yano's hand. O'Neal was able to take a breather and scooted over to a corner, as Gabby was able to turn the tide against Love and send her crashing right into Suzie, who remainde huddled in the corner. This action prompted Suzie to return to the battle once more, as O'Neal hurried over to Love to check on her. RG: Could we be seeing a little mouth to mouth action? RE: Hey, if we see it, O'Neal fits in with all them other politicians chasing after pretty interns. Soon, Jack Keening was ringing his bell to signal the entrance of Kevin McCabe into the match. McCabe made it a point to target Gabby first, mostly to stop her assault on Machina. But as soon as he did, Freebear managed to knock Yano over the head to send him into a corner, then he made a beeline for McCabe. It then came down to a battle of Freebear swinging for the fences and McCabe slapping the leather. Hey, it's not much of a baseball reference but it's the best I could come up with. O'Neal then found himself staring down Yano and backed away, but Yano approached him... perhaps he was attracted to the shiny roll of coins O'Neal had. Love intervened by using the Cane to smack Yano in the knees, and Gabby and Suzie were going at it once again, Gabby able to get the steel chair away from Suzie and pummel her with the knuckles. And then it was Ikuto Nagashima's turn to enter the battle, and he wrapped the chain around his fist and first struck O'Neal, then did the same to Yano. O'Neal went down pretty quickly, although Yano was a tougher task, given his size advantage. RG: We are down to the home stretch... two more contestants to enter the battle! SR: You are damn lucky I get to enter last... you'd be hearing from my attorney otherwise. RE: Attorney? You ain't got power of attorney... not in this show, anyway! Love and Gabby were going at it once again, allowing Machina to free herself up to assist McCabe against Freebear. McCabe was choking Freebear against the ropes, using the strap to further inflict damage, and Machina intervened by nailing Freebear with the chair. Freebear, now bleeding profusely, was able to get his hands on his bat and nails McCabe in the ribs, then swung it at Suzie, who was quick to dodge the blow. Freebear turned his attentions back to McCabe and the two were pummeling each other once more, McCabe getting busted open along the way himself. O'Neal had been laying low for some time, spending his time observing Yano and Ikuto going at it. Yano had gained the upper hand on Ikuto and was hitting him with the trash can lid, but as he went for a blow, O'Neal swiped the object away. Yano turned his attentions to O'Neal, but the distraction gave Ikuto the opportunity for a chain-assisted low blow on the big man. Meanwhile, the two minutes had expired and it was Jack Keening's turn to enter, but he just shrugged, as if he thought he was still the timekeeper. RE: Keening! Get your asexual ass in that ring! RG: Looks like we need a little backup here... and seeing as how Scotty here isn't good enough. SR: Hey! Some beefy security guards... or maybe they were just extras hired for this show... came into the picture, grabbed Keening and forcefully shoved him into the cage. Keening scrambled quickly to O'Neal, getting him to apply an armbar and then screaming that he was submitting. But O'Neal then had to explain that the final entrant had not yet came into the match, thus it wouldn't count. Suddenly, McCabe intervened by whipping O'Neal with the strap... and this left American Freebear sizing up Keening. Soon, Keening was fleeing for his life, looking for wherever he could to get away, as the Freebear was a free swinger with the baseball bat. Love now tried to assist O'Neal against McCabe, but that only prompted Suzie to intervene and keep Love away from McCabe. Ikuto was wrapping his chain around Yano's leg and trying to bring him down, while Gabby was sizing everything up... just as the two minutes expired and the unwitting participant that is Scott Reeves stepped inside the cage. RE: The whipping boy has finally entered! The War Games begins now, fools! McCabe and Suzie were now working as best they could in tandem to take on O'Neal and Love, as it was alliance against apparent alliance. Freebear, meanwhile, had given up on pursuing Keening and instead went after Ikuto, and now it was a case of bat versus chain. No, it doesn't sound like an epic match at all... I'm just trying to find material here. But at any rate, it came down to Freebear and Ikuto using whatever tactics they could find, and Freebear surprised Ikuto by showing he could pull off a few aerial strikes as well as Ikuto could. Keening had hidden under the apron and now came up toward the ring, realizing he had just lost his ring bell. Said ring bell had caught Yano's attention, and as Keening entered the ring, apparently trying to find O'Neal, Yano spotted him, apparently believing Keening was trying to take back the object that was now of Yano's desire. It was again Keening trying to scramble away, only to be cut off by Yano. And what of Gabby RioPaah as all this happened? Well, it turns out she managaed to spot Reeves entering the ring, and let's face it, a squirt gun isn't going to be of much use against anybody in a match like this. And so, Reeves quickly found himself crushed in the corner, and before RioPaah could even strike one blow on him with the brass knuckles, Reeves made it clear he wanted this to end right now. SR: I QUIT! I QUIT! RE: Bah! I was hoping for more bloodshed! RG: Well, you can't win them all, Raymond! But congratulations... to GABBY RIOPAAH! For winning the challenge, Gabby, I have some bad news to share first... this prison doesn't have a working heating system, so when the winter months are coming, you guys are probably going to be freezing your tails off. But there's good news for Gabby... because your reward for winning this challenge is a portable heater for your prison cell! So smile at your good fortune, Gabby... and as for the rest of you, I'll see you in the dining hall for dinner. And Scott Reeves... we've got your massage coming on the double! [As Reeves crawls out of the cage, Raymond Elbert drags him forcefully out, then tosses him to the floor.] RE: Stay put! [He then proceeds to stand on Reeves' back and start walking back and forth across it.] SR: Ow... you are hurting me! RE: You're always getting hurt! Besides, we're on a budget... take your massage like a man! RG: [whispering to somebody off camera] Just make sure he doesn't find about the five-star hotel where Raymond and I are staying, OK? [Fade out.] |
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