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Keith vs. Ransom vs. Brock vs. Hunt
Topic Started: Jul 19 2014, 09:27 AM (85 Views)
Mr. D
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Ian Keith vs. Ransom vs. Adam Brock vs. Ethan Hunt

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Deadline: 5 p.m. EST Friday, July 25, 2014
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OOC- Best of luck to the other three competitors in the match. Cheers!

Sitting in his office about an hour prior to Breakdown beginning in Orlando, Mr. D is looking over some paperwork when he appears shocked by a knock on his door.

Mr. D: You can come in....whoever you are?

Walking in his regular grungy attire is one of SCW's newest wrestlers, Ransom. He stops a few feet short of Mr. D's desk and peers at him quizzically.

Ransom: Word going around the locker room area is that you wanted to see me?

Mr. D stands with a friendly smile and offers his right hand which Ransom shakes with a slight smirk, then motion to a large leather chair a few feet to the left of Ransom.

Mr. D: That's right. Please have a seat so we can sit down and talk.

Ransom sits but almost seems apprehensive in doing so, never taking his eyes off the boss.

Ransom: You see surprised that I am here.

Mr. D chuckles lightly to himself.

Mr. D: I am not surprised by your appearance in my office per se, rather more in how you made it.

Ransom: Oh?

Mr. D: Many of the talent roster have a nasty habit of just barging into my office unannounced whenever they see fit to do so, instead of knocking.

Ransom: I see. So you would prefer that I barge in unannounced from now on?

Mr. D: No, no, knocking is fine, in fact it's rather appreciated.

Ransom: So noted. Judging from the smile you gave me as I entered I am also going to guess this is not a disciplinary matter I am here to discuss with you?

Mr. D: Disciplinary? No, as far as I know you have not done anything requiring any sort of dsicipline in your short time with us Mr....

Ransom: Ransom, and no I have not yet. But don't be shocked because it is bound to happen eventually.

Mr. D raises an eyebrow

Mr. D: Fair enough for now though, I wanted to discuss with you some peculiarities myself and some of the staff have noticed about you since you have been employed with SCW.

Ransom nods

Ransom: Certainly an astute assessment on the part of yourself and said staff members. I do have my own way of doing things, yes.

Mr. D: There is no denying that young man. For example, most of the roster prefers to have checks direct deposited, yet you have asked specifically that your check be given right to you.

Ransom shrugs

Ransom: Banks are ran by the United States Federal government, an entity made up of greedy, self serving policitians who I do not trust.

Mr D looks at Ransom, almost as if he is trying to get a feel for him

Mr. D: I can appreciated that. Though I think you are probably aware that I need to take Federal Income tax and other taxes out of your pay.

Ransom: I would not expect anything less, the greedy bastards always get their share of the pie, do they not?

Mr. D: Yes they do, can't argue with that. In order to do it though, I need to know your name, and have some sort of documentation confirming it.

Ransom stares long at his boss for a moment

Ransom: You are not going to believe me if I tell you my legal name is Ransom are you?

Mr. D: I would certainly have my doubts but if you produced documentation to confirm it, what could I do?

Ransom: You are a very trusting man boss.

Mr. D: Am I?

Ransom: Yes, considering if I wanted to do, I could produce documentation, all very official mind you inside of a day which would confirm that I was you.

Mr. D's eyes go wide

Mr. D: If you were to do that, we would in fact then have a disciplinary matter to discuss.

Ransom smirks

Ransom: Relax, I am not here to rock the boat with management. I appreciate the chance to make money beating people up too much for that.

Mr. D: You do seem to enjoy that, and you are not bad at it either.

Ransom: I love it what I do.

Mr. D: Yes, but really we need to get the legalities out of the way.

Ransom: The name thing?

Mr. D: Yes, and this is one of the peculiarities I was talking about. Why is it such a big deal to you that you remain anonymous even to those you work with and for?

Ransom: I prefer the cloak of anonymity, have for years. But I understand you have rules that must be followed.

Ransom stands, taking out a worn looking wallet from the pocket of his shorts then produces a social security card from it which hands to Mr. D who looks it over.

Mr. D: Thank you, Edward. I will get this back to you after my secretary Alicia arrives and makes sure it is filed properly

Ransom: Take your time, I got only to keep my employment here anyway.

Mr. D: Very well, another matter I would like to discuss. How do you like your accomodations that the company provides for you while we are traveling?

Ransom is unimpressed

Ransom: They are adequate sir.

Mr. D: Its interesting to me that you would say that.

Ransom shrugs

Ransom: I'm not a fan of material things so if you were expecting me to rant and rave about over priced hotel room with unneccessay amenities, I'm not your guy.

Mr. D: Oh no, Ive gethered that material comforts are not something you have a great appreciation for watching the promotional statements you make before your matches.

Ransom: Quite frankly the way people live in excess disgust me. Do you have any idea how many homeless people you could feed with the money you saved if we just got cheaper hotel rooms on the road?

Mr. D: I supposed I don't. Is this why you choose not to sleep in the rooms paid for by the company and sleep in the streets instead.

Ransom shakes his head

Ransom: So you've been checking up on me?

Mr. D: Edward, when some of staff see you sleeping in the streets, there really is no need to check up on to to get that information.

Ransom: Is there a problem with my sleeping in the streets. I sleep where both myself and my conscience are comfortable.

Mr. D shakes his head

Mr. D: Again, peculiar, but no there is not a problem. You are free to sleep where you wish. However there really is no reason for us to pay for rooms you are not using.

Ransom's eyes light up

Ransom: That's awful presumptutious of you sir. How says I am not using the accomodations the company agreed to provide in my contract.

Mr D smiles a little

Mr. D: You don't need to remind me what is afforded to you in your contract, I am well aware. But you just told me that you sleep in the streets?

Ransom: Trust me, I use the accomodations which are provided to me.

Mr. D: For?

Ransom: For personal use.

Mr. D: Listen, I am trying to trust you but I need you to be straight with me. SCW pays good money for travel accomodations for talent. I at least need to know what they are being used for.

Ransom rubs his head

Ransom: Homeless. Women and children. They are often defenseless and forgotten, turned away by society. I can handle sleeping in the street. I see a woman with children on the streets, I let them have my room. They need it more than I do.

Mr. D looks Ransom up and down, considering his words

Mr. D: You are an odd but interesting man Edward, and I think a better man than what you might come off as to others at times. What you are doing as admirable.

Ransom: With all due respect, I'm not looking to be admired. I do what I deem necessary.

Mr. D thinks for a moment then smiles slowly again

Mr. D: I tell you what, I am going to trust your judgment here and allow this to continue

Ransom: Thank you sir.

Mr. D shakes his head

Mr. D: Don't thank me yet. I am allowing this to continue with the understanding that if anything turns up damaged or missing in rooms others you allow to stay in them, it comes out of your pay.

Ransom: Completely reasonable. Is there anything else we need to discuss sir?

Mr. D: Not that I can think of right now.

Ransom: Then I am going to take my leave.

Mr. D nods as Ransom stands

Mr. D: Thank you Edward, and have good evening

Ransom: You do the same sir.

Ransom walks out shutting the door behind him. With the scene cutting away, we can hear Ransom mutter to himself while shaking his head as he walks down the hall.

Ransom: Corporate tool.


3 Heads to Crack


Opening on a random inner city street as has become his custom, Ransom looks into the camera as he begins

Ransom: So here we are in Miami, Florida and from what I am being told by other in the company this is our biggest show of the year coming up this Sunday. The name escapes me and honestly I really don't care because I am sure it will be said often enough that the coporate establishment of SCW will make money hand over fist even with my name dropping. Its clear though that this event is much bigger for most people than just the ordinary untelevised events we put on, or even the Breakdown thing we do every Wednesday which is on television. Consider right now there is this thing called “Fanfest” going one about two blocks from here, which has saw me forced to put up with unappreciative sons of bitches clamoring for my autgraph all morning but its all part of the machine. Since I work for that machine it is stipulated then that I must take part in this unfortunate annoyance, which I am thankfully being given a little break from right now.

Ransom slowly starts to smirk

Ransom: Even as a loathe things of this nature, whining, greedy little unthankful bastards making all kinds of demands of me for things they will probably auction off at some point for a ridiculously high monetary gain, doing this does have its privileges. Because by putting myself through this mundane and stomach churning exercise, I still get paid by SCW to fight, something I rather enjoy. This particular large event I am really going to enjoy fighting at too, because I am getting not one, not two, but three lousy bastards to beat on in one night, which I have to admit has me almost giddy with anticipation just thinking about it. I am not even bothered by the fact that my encounter with these other three unfortunate souls is on some sort of pre-show thing Saturday instead of the main show Sunday. It's still three people I get to kick the crap out of, which is all that matters to me.

“Wolfsbane” Adam Brock, its clear someone making decisions in this joint does not like you because I have already dropped you on your head once at Breakdown a couple of weeks back, and now I am being given the opportunity to do it again. Will this be the night Adam that you live up to your hype and your bite is truly worse than your bark as you say? Somehow I have my doubts about that but we will just have to see.

Ethan Hunt, you and especially your arrogance really amuse me. You have been completely quite since joining the company in any public capacity yet you haven't been shy backstage about telling the rest of us you are “The Best in the Business” You are exactly the kind of conceited, obnoxious prick who makes things like this annoyance to do that I spoke of earlier really worth it to me. Thank you Ethan for being exactly the type of person I would enjoy beating comatose in the streets of Miami so the rest of us would not have to suffer with hearing your mouth any longer. It should be rather apparent Ethan that I am so looking forward to getting my hands on you.

Ian Keith, I am not going to lie sir, you actually interest me a great deal more than the other two involved in this encounter with us. You take a no flash and no frills approach to what we do here which I can really appreciate and identify with myself as I am to do the same. I think you are a lot like me in that you like to fight, and it doesn't bother you in the least to do leave others in pain while doing it. You are actually going to end up someone that is worth the time to hurt just because you go about your business in a way that I can respect, and who is more worth it to hurt than I a respectable man right, Mr. Keith?

Ransom sighs rolling his eyes

Ransom: Unfortunately it is about time for me to get back and continue doing my part to help feed this massive souless corporate pig I work for all in the name of their green God money. This week for once I really can't complain too much though. Three skulls to crack in one night, I am salivating uncontrollably just thinking about the carnage I can leave in my wake and the pain I can cause. Oh yeah, this is like Christmas, Easter, and my Birthday all rolled into one win or lose, with the only kinds gifts I even like, 3 ripe melons to split open in my personal protest against our disgusting entitled society.

What a great time I am going to have Saturday.

Ransom flashes a rare quick smile thinking of possibilities for his match as he presumably walks back on his way to the fanfest.
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