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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 18 2004, 05:52 PM (347 Views) | |
| SWAT Team | Aug 18 2004, 05:52 PM Post #1 |
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[The scene begins in a blur of red, black and gray. As the always-capable Chuck the cameraman slowly focuses in, you see that as it comes into focus, it is actually the bullet-ridden banner of SWAT. A voice is heard talking, SWAT President Domino's voice. It’s a one-sided conversation. It's a clear tip that she’s likely on the phone, or possibly the world’s hottest schizophrenic. Alas, she’s on the phone. The camera focuses in on her on the phone talking, impervious to the fact that the camera is rolling, or so you think.] DOM: Hey! I know I’m new to this, but you didn’t answer my question… [Squawking on the phone.] DOM: Didn’t I say he wasn’t allowed in SWAT? [Chatter] DOM: You didn’t get the memo??!! [More squawking] DOM: I issued an order. You HAD to have seen it. Don’t give me any of that Drac… [A pause] DOM: HELLO? You there?! Hmmppph. Static my ass. [Domino looks up, and sees the camera on. She flashes her million dollar smile. Wanna know what she’s wearing? Go get SWAT magazine. She’s on the front cover. And take a cold shower.] DOM: It’s tough being president. Chuck, everybody showed up for scheduled promos this week, didn’t they? [The camera nods yes.] DOM: Yay! That makes me happy! Let’s dig right in, hopefully we’ll get more soon! On this edition of Livewire: - Mars gives a footage breakdown of Adrian Tanner - Lonewolf McNeely gives the run-down to Tyler D - Ruthless L Reeve has the champ at his back and tells Ned what that means - Sly Fondell shows us his best poses - Dave Brickheart takes a walk ************************************************************************************ MARS Fade in- [The scene opens with Mars standing outside the office of Commissioner Xanathos. A huge grin spreads across his face as he sees the camera crew.] Mars: Good, good, right on time. [Mars adjust his suit as he walks towards the interview area with the camera crew close behind.] Mars: Hurry up I haven’t got all day. [When they arrive at the interview area Mars gives the camera crew a couple moments to get ready before he begins.] Mars: One year, such a short span of time. One year, that’s how long it’s been since I first came to this land of convicts. In that time I’ve destroyed everyone who sought to challenge me. [Mars gives the camera a cock-eyed grin.] Mars: That includes you, boy. Before you even start with your ‘Mars is my bitch, I’ve beaten his ass twice’ routine. Let’s get some facts straight. You never even come close to pinning me. [Mars motions to the camera crew and a video monitor slides down behind him.] Mars: Now I’d imagine you would tell people that I just walked out on those matches. That’s what us grown-ups call a half-truth, boy. [The monitor starts playing an old CWA match as the camera zooms in.] Jeremy Tucker: Adrian to the floor, but Mars just rolled out of the way, and Adrian landed with a thud. Nick Tsalazidis: 7… Toby Navel: Mars gets to his feet again, and starts stalking Tbomb, who is again backing away. Nick Tsalazidis: 8… Jeremy Tucker: Mars grabs Tbomb, and nails him with a big Heart punch. Nick Tsalazidis: 9… Toby Navel: Adrian Tanner Jr. rolls under the bottom rope. Nick Tsalazidis: 10!!! Jeremy Tucker: Tanner Jr. has won it! Andrew Fulton: I knew he would! Toby Navel: But look at Mars, he doesn't even care, he just picked up Tbomb, and powerbombed him right to the hard concrete floor. Brutal! [The scene ends and the camera goes back to show Mars once again.] Mars: That was the first time, boy. You couldn’t stop me from doing whatever I wanted and that night I wanted to cripple your brother. [Mars laughs as a wicked grin grows on his face.] Mars: How long was your brother on the shelf boy, two, three months? Nobody saw hide or hair of him till our next match, the very match you stole my title. [The video monitor slides back out of sight.] Mars: Funny thing about our little rematch boy, all the tapes of the last CWA show seem to have vanished. Before you go thinking I’m giving you credit for the deed don’t worry, I know you’re not that smart. I already know who’s responsible for the deed, the very same person who you conspired with to steal my title. [Mars pauses and shakes his head.] Mars: Excuse me I seem to have gone off on a tangent, no matter. What does matter is how you won that match. We all know you didn’t pin me. So how did you do it? [Mars pauses and rubs his chin before continuing.] Mars: Could it be that you pinned a man that I had already destroyed? If it was a man I crushed why didn’t I pin him? Could it be that I was busy fighting the Hatfields and McCoys on the outside? [Mars stares into the camera as he continues.] Mars: I do believe that must be the case. Now boy before you try to brag up your brother accomplishment, don’t bother. He cracked a chair over my head, big deal. Not really something that looks good on a resume. [Mars’ voice takes on a mocking nasal tone.] Mars: Let me see here, Mr. Tbag is it. You hit someone over the head with a chair while he was already fighting four or five other men. Oh my, how courageous. [Mars laughs for a moment before continuing.] Mars: You see boy, you like to go on and on about the so-called fact that you’re a winner, then you try to tell people that I’m not. Just tell me how many times have you defended your title, once, twice. I held that title for close to six months. [Mars stops and smiles.] Mars: Boy, this isn’t even about the Statewide title anymore, this is about punishment. You my think that having a ladder match gives you the edge, that couldn’t be farther from the truth. It just gives me one more way to hurt you. [An evil grin crosses Mars’ face.] Mars: Boy just imagine for a moment, what that ladder will feel like as it crashes into your spine. Or how your head will feel as it gets driven into it, how about your arms and your legs Are you getting the picture yet? [Mars adjusts his suit and smiles.] Mars: My time is running short so let me be brief. Boy ever since this match was announced, I have thought of hundreds of way to cripple you, if I win the title all the better. So remember that, first and foremost I’m in this match to hurt you. [Mars starts laughing as the lights begin to dim.] -Fade out- ************************************************************************************ LONEWOLF MCNEELY Sitting in a dark locker room, Lonewolf McNeely is sitting down on a wooden bench with a candle lit in front of him and a black towel draped over his head. With tension filling the room, Lonewolf throws both hands on top of his head and a soft spoken voice is heard. So, I had a chance at the world title and blew it, once again destiny was stolen right out of my hands. Don't get me wrong Sam, you put up a valiant fight and the better man one that evening, but the story isn't over my friend, oh no, the book is just beginning. Tonight Tyler you become my first example on the road to glory. For to long a world title has escaped my waist, and for to long i've gone titleless but tonight ....tonight I begin the long road to recovery. You see when you steal food from a man, not only does he become hungry, but he becomes aggravated. When you steal money from a man, he becomes poor, yet determined. Well I had the world title escaping from my fingers, and tonight you become nothing more then a mere example of what I can do when aggrvated. Lonewolf rips the towel off of his head, and flings it across the room. Tyler, you may have been a big shot in other places and you might be the hottest new rookie to invade this company but that means nothing to me, nor do you. When I see guys like Ned Chambers getting a shot at Sam it frustrates me, when I see no rematch in my future it frustrates me. Well the gloves are coming off. If there's one thing that i've learned in this world it's that sometimes you have to do things on your own. Sometimes in life you have to cut your ties and move on and that's what i'm doing tonight. Tonight Tyler, you'll be stretched, beaten, bloodied and bruised and when you're looking up at the arena lights and the ref is counting one, two, three it's nothing personal my friend...it's just business. Business of me getting another win under my belt and another step closer to getting a world title shot. I'm not here to make friends, i'm not here to kiss the owners ass, i'm here to bleed, sweat and bust my balls and become the biggest name that this company has ever had, or will ever seen. You see, there's a hunger that has been lurking inside of me, there is a thirst that has not been quenched.. There is a desire inside of me that you can't control, you can't stop and one that I can't explain. Lonewolf stands up and kicks the chair, and blows out the candle on his way to the dressing room door. So shall it be written, so shall it be said. We walk by faith, not by sight and the man that walks with God, always arrives at his destination. My destination is the world title, what is yours? ~ The End ~ ******************************************************************************* RUTHLESS L REEVE [We see Ruthless L Reeve sitting on the steps of the Sydney Opera House, the 7 footer is looking very casual, wearing denim shorts a Ruthless One t-shirt and a bandana through his long flowing hair.] Ruthless L Reeve : Here we are fans, Sydney Australia. the home of the last Olympics and also the place where Sam Piltdown and i reform our tag team. It seems i have been reforming a lot of old friendships lately. First being able to put all of my differences with Soutter behind us and to finally get on the same page again,and now Piltdown and i will hook up together again to tear it up right here in Sydney. [Reeve stands up from the steps.] For those of you who don't know, Piltdown and i have quite the history, last year when Soutter first opened the CWA, he brought in Sam as his "Mr Fixit", and then sent him straight after yours truly. Well, i had nothing against Sam, and was happy to wrestle him, and in the end, i won his respect and he turned on Soutter, the two of us becoming fast friends and great allies. That may of been the best thing that Sam has done, as after he planted Soutter on his fat ass and turned his life around, his career went up and up and up all the way to the Australian Heavyweight Champion, a title which he still holds today. A title that i must say looks very attractive right now, tag team partner or not, but thats a story for another day. [Reeve winks to the camera.] Nasty Ned, i don't know who your "mystery" partner is, and must say i don't really care. I thought this games were behind me when Soutter and i sorted out our differences, but it appears someone still wants to keep me guessing up there in SWAT Land. But let me tell you this .... [Camera zooms right up on Reeve.] Who over this "mystery" partner of your is, he better come prepared, because he will be stepping in there with The Australian Heavyweight Champion and The Ruthless One! Hell, he could be King Kong himself and it still wouldn't help! Ned, you had your big chance last week against Sam for the title, and you blew it pal, what makes you think you will fare any better with The Ruthless One added to the picture? ************************************************************************************ SLY FONDELL The scene opens up at a small gym on the outskirts of Melbourne, the camera shot pans round to the car park and focuses on a gleaming red Jensen interceptor with the personalised plate reading " PERFKT 1 ". The scene cuts to the inside of the gym and a free weight training area, Sly Fondell is working with some dumbells stopping occasionally to admire himself in a mirror or flex a massive bicep. Jada brings Sly a towel and rubs down his shoulders and back while Sly rearranges his long blond hair in the mirror. Jada looks over to the camera crew amd smiles, Man does she look hot! Jada: Sly hon, the camera crew is here Sly looks over at the camera and moves towards it, the familiar arrogant smirk beaming from his handsome face. Sly: Take a look at this body Sly poses in front of the camera, tensing his abdominal muscles and his pecs Sly: Your looking at true perfection baby, the genetic blueprint for the greatest physical specimen on this planet!! Jada: That's right baby, and your all mine!! Sly smiles at Jada's comment Sly: At the last No Man's Land I beat not one (Sly flexes a huge bicep), but two men(Sly does a double bicep pose), and what do I get for showing the world my unrivalled talent? I'll tell you what, I don't get a match at the upcoming No Man's Land. I smell the commiss all over this decision, he's treading on dangerous ground, As I proved last time you don't wanna make the model of male perfection angry, people get hurt and hurt bad! So Xanathos you better start showing me the respect that I deserve or you'll be the one who feels the wrath of the Ace with the Face. Sly wipes his face with a towel Sly: An impact will be made , one that will send shockwaves through this company from the top to the bottom, and you can thake that to the bank, it's a Fondell promise!! I should be the main event player and soon everyone will see why...............Live and in the Flesh baby!! Sly puts his hand over the lens as the scene cuts to a No Man's Land commercial. ************************************************************************************ DAVE BRICKHEART [The scene opens with a shot that is half a field of blooming roses and half a harsh reminder of mans own mortality. A sign hanging on a gate states that this lot is CHUCK MORGAN’S HOME FOR THE DEAD. A car slowly pulls by as the black loving Dave Brickheart and his best friend, Hugh, walk into the final resting place of many loved ones. Some reading as long ago as 1847. One jokingly has JIMMY HOFFA painted onto it.] Dave: This is the place Hugh. This is where they buried both of my parents. The two people that taught me the most I ever learned in the world. Including how to wrestle. Let me ask you one question. Why do you think I come here at least once a week? Hugh: I couldn’t tell you that Dave. Dave: Of coarse you can’t Hugh. I came because it is a constant reminder of why I’m still living. Coming here is my inspiration to continue fighting for all of my convictions and to carry out what I have learned. And coming this next No Mans Land in Australia I will demonstrate on James Fierce. Hugh: I’d like to point out that you’ve never seen this man perform before. Dave: You think I don’t know that? Next you’re going to say that there is no possible way for me to be 100 percent prepared for this match. That’s why I go through hours of painful gym time each day Hugh. That is why I prepare for any obstacle ahead. I’m a modern boy scout. I’m always prepared. I live by that motto. Hugh: So much of your father has rubbed off onto you it amazes me. Dave: Really? I’m that much like my father? Well then knowing my father the way I do there is no doubt in my mind that I can do whatever I want. I mean who better to win his first match in S.W.A.T. and make and impact but me? Who better than the last CWF Interglobal Champion? Who better than someone like myself? The sport deserves this win Hugh. Hugh: And the sport shall have it if you play your cards right and you train well enough. Dave: You know what, I’m feeling gitty tonight. Perhaps a short trip to a pub and then we can go and catch our flight to the show. Hugh: Sorry but no time. We have to go and pick up Thunder. Or did you forget about that? Dave: Your creeping me out man. You’re sounding like my mom. Hugh: And Thunder? Dave: Just remember that him and me are the same. Untamed spirits that roam free and don’t back down from any challenge. Hugh: I don’t know why I continue to let you keep that wolf. Dave: The day that you stop acting like a woman is the day that he runs away. Hugh: I’m stuck with that thing forever now. [ Dave takes a few steps back towards the car that just pulled up and then stops. He pivots on his heels and rushes into the camera. Dave’s face is cringed and full of pure hatred.] Dave: I don’t know how I got here but I want to make it clear to James Fierce right now that I’m going to make an example out of him. For all of those that have fallen into that pit of greed and forgetfulness the next show is going to be your wake up call. James is going to feel the pain that comes with the face of evil. He can’t make it unless I show him to the Emergency Exit. Sweet dreams. [Scene fades out…] |
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