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Show Seven Part Two
Topic Started: Apr 11 2010, 08:18 PM (167 Views)
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[The scene opens to Keisha Love’s cell, where she sits, a pleased look on her face. Keisha is clad in a white, tank top and blue, boy-cut shorts, her black hair styled in a braid that falls down her back. She also wears a pair of tennis shoes. The young woman crosses her legs and smirks.]

Keisha: It’s just like I told you people. I was too determined to fail. Now, I’m a lock for final four and someone’s on their way out.

[She lets out a chuckle.]

Keisha: Now, as I’ve contemplated my vote, I’ve had to weigh my options. And it's become even clearer than ever that, if you’re not with me, your ass has got to go. So, I’m casting my vote for someone who’s never had my back and probably never would.

[Fade.]

"Gotta admit, ol' Freebear here feelin' *MIGHTY* nervous right now..."

[It's the American Freebear alright: his huge 6'4", 338 pound frame huddled up upon the comparatively tiny little bed cot, nervously contemplating his (uncertain) future within TDW.]

"Don't believe me? As the most powerful wrestler still in this competition, I'm the one that everybody wants to see gone. I'm the main threat, I'm the predator that'll chew everybody else up and break bones once all these alliance games are over. And on top of all that... ON TOP OF ALL THAT-"

[He takes a breath...]

"THE AMERICAN FREEBEAR IS THE ONLY BEAR THAT FLIES!!!! Waddayamean I only get five points for my Bear Force One moonsault through a table??? IT'S THE FRIGGIN' BEAR FORCE ONE MOONSAULT!!! Flying 338 pound bruiser that'll smash through even the most stubborn Japanese table and you only give that five points? Are you ribbing me? Is this a joke? I am *NOT* getting kicked out of this competition after receiving a measly FIVE FRIGGIN' POINTS for unleashing the most destructive maneuver in sports entertainment today!!!"

[A tranquilizer dart suddenly comes in upon the exposed arm of the American Freebear, followed by a skip and a jump in frames from the video...Bbut we soon return to a far more *sedate* Flyin' Ursine on TV.]

"Look, I'm gonna take a nap soon, but all I wanted to say was.... You don't think it's pretty much time we boot Jack Keening out before he goes totally stir crazy?"

[We don't know. We are only the narrator for this segment and no one has made any decisions yet. We fade into...]

[After a couple weeks of living in it, Suzie Machina's cell is a mess, even without much to throw around. It's almost as though she needed some clutter, even if it was just used-up shampoo bottles and the like. Less fanciful are the claw marks on her mattress and bedpost, scars from her withdrawal experience. Suzie herself seems oddly serene, surrounded by all this mess.]

SM: Final five. To be honest I didn't think I'd make it this far -- I mean, let's face it, I never won any popularity contests, and I tend to rub other people the wrong way. But now I'm seriously thinking about winning this thing. Just four more wrestlers I have to get past. And with any luck they'll be too focused on each other to worry about me.

Who knew that one day I'd want to be ignored?

The last two votes were two close shaves, and I have a feeling that this one is going to be the same. I don't really know who's my ally and who's my enemy right now, and to be honest after McCabe's failed coup I don't want to get into another alliance. I'll just go to the ballot box and hope for the best.

[She offers the camera something rare for her -- a genuine smile. Cut to the next interview.]

[Fade in on Jack Keening's cell. Jack hugs a hard prison pillow tightly as he lays in a fetal position on his bed.]

JK: That's it then! The cat's out of the bag! Everyone knows.

[The shifty-eyed man in the ratty suit isn't being clear with his meaning but then he usually isn't.]

JK: They're all gonna vote me out. They know I tricked them into thinking I was an untalented little weiner! I tipped my hand when I conspired to eliminate Simon! Oh, it was too good to last...

[Reaching down, Jack grabs his favorite ring bell riveted to a chair, cradling it to him and his pillow.]

JK: Oh, Chairbell, at least I have you. You'll never leave me, right? We'll just have to cast our vote and hope for the best. If we have to go, we'll go ... together.

[Looking to the camera for the first time, Jack clears his throat. In an effort to look a little more in control of his emotions, he unfolds the chair, puts the pillow on it, then plops down on the pillow.]

JK: Just in case this is goodbye, America, thank you for putting up with my lunacy. It was a nice dream ... taking home the belt or, uhm, trophy or whatever it is we're actually fighting for here.

If there's any justice in the world, I will have the chance to fight on! If not, well, at least it'll be nice to have access to the rest of my wardrobe again.

[Fade. End. Jack goes to pick his nose just before the screen goes black. Black. Okay, really done now.]

[And now, we cut to the dining area. Everyone has finished their meal, and now, Randy Grant walks to the front of the room, carrying a box with him.]

RG: All of you have done a most impressive job... each of you has won a challenge along the way to gain either a reward or invincibility... I have to say, it's been fun watching all of you.

Interesting how all the women have made it this far... along with our two most... let's call them, colorful characters... American Freebear and Jack Keening.

But tonight, one of you will be going home.

[He reaches into the box to pull out some title belts.]

RG: Tonight, our belts pay tribute to wrestling days long past... the days of the territories, when one might be called a Southern, Western or Atlantic champion... we call these the TDW regional championship belts.

I have four belts... the one who does not get a belt will be done for this competition.

And Keisha Love... you won invincibility and thus you receive a title belt.

[Keisha smiles as she heads up to claim her title belt.]

RG: And now... three belts are left. Among the four of you remaining, the next belt goes to...

[Dramatic music... and then Randy smiles.]

RG: Gabby RioPaah.

[Gabby merely nods as she heads up to claim her title belt.]

RG: And that leaves us with three participants... and two title belts.

[Dramatic music.

Cut to Jack

Cut to Freebear.

Cut to Suzie.

Cut to Randy... who pulls a belt up and smiles.]

RG: The next title belt goes to...

...Suzie Machina.

[Suzie looks relieved as she heads up to claim her title belt.]

RG: And then... there were two.

[Cut to Jack, who seems a bit worried.

Cut to Freebear, who looks a little tense.]

RG: The women all move on... one of the men has just seen his last week of TDW.

[Dramatic music again.

Randy then holds up the final title belt.]

RG: And so... the final belt goes to...

[Cut to Jack

Dramatic music builds.

Cut to Freebear

Dramatic music builds.

Cut to Randy... who hasn't reacted yet.

Dramatic music still builds.

Repeat the series of cuts once.

Twice.

Three times.

As the music keeps building.

And then...

...at long last...

...the moment...

...of truth.

Randy then motions with his hand...

...towards...

...the final belt recipient.]

RG: Jack Keening.

[Keening breathes a sigh of relief, then heads up to claim his title belt.

Freebear, on the other hand, looks disappointed.]

RG: American Freebear... I have to say you were might impressive... always entertaining and certainly full of surprises.

But evidently, some of your fellow campers saw you as the biggest threat as we entered the final stretch.

Your run is over... it's been real, man.

[Freebear can only stand up and walk slowly to the exit... but not before he lets a mighty roar loose as he exits.]

RG: And the rest of you move on to the final four.

And that is when things will really get interesting.

Better get yourselves ready for the next episode of Total Drama Wrestling!

[Fade out.]
"Just as I discovered the meaning of life, it changed." -- George Carlin
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