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Livewire 9/16
Topic Started: Sep 16 2004, 01:16 PM (222 Views)
SWAT Team
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Syndicate Wrestling & Tradition

[The scene fades into the Red, black, gray and white bullet-ridden SWAT logo. On the SWAT desk, sits the SWAT President, wearing a revealing SWAT t-shirt and looking her SWAT hottest. She’s reding a piece of paper.]

DOM: Hey mates and…what do they call them here, sheilas?

[The camera nods up and down.]

DOM: Ahhh, Chuck, you always have answers. Maybe you should go on Jeopardy when that guy finally loses, but at the rate he’s going, it’ll be another year.

[The camera moves horizontally, indicating “no.” Somewhere, some poor kid is having a seizure after the camera shaking.]

DOM: He already lost, huh. Maybe you can leave today, and quit shaking the damn camera!

[An uneasy pause.]

DOM: Well on to SWAT business. It seems that my report from Chuck indicates that most of you have been pretty lazy about showing up for promos this week. Which is really strange, since 6 of you are gunning for some sort of title. Hmmm, I’m guessing you all must be training so hard, you missed your appointments, right? I would hate for my PMS to flare up like it did last week when I fired 4 guys…

[Domino puts on a big, cheery, smile.]

DOM: Well, let’s go to the guys who have been around, shall we?

[Domino smiles and waves to the camera in a sexy way.]

DOM: We’ll see you soon, guys!

[Domino fades out and the following graphic fades in: ]

On this edition of Livewire:

- Dave Brickheart slips someone a mickey
- Ruthless L Reeve talks about his big opportunity to capture the heavyweight title
- Sly Fondell admires ALL of his trophies


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DAVE BRICKHEART

Dave sat at a table with a glass of water sitting with him held in a firm grip in his hand. He watched the door with great attention and anticipation. He was waiting for something. He turned away for a moment and then looked back. He then looked around the room noting once again where everything is. He gulped down the rest of his water and then got up. The camera followed him as he set the glass in the kitchen and then went into his own room, which was a pigsty except for the shelf that held all of his achievements thus far in his career. The two titles that he had recently earned in the BAW and the tag belt that he had won sitting next to a picture of his partner in ownership in the HDW. Of coarse there was also what he considered so far as the biggest achievement in his career so far. The CWF Interglobal Championship sat right in the center of all of these. Dave smiled as it and then reached up and brought it down admiring the gold, which seemed to have a dull shine. He drew out a jar of polish and a rag from one of his overflowing drawers and began to work a good shine back into his piece of wrestling history, one of the things he will be most remembered for. As he finished up the edges the door rang and Dave sprang to his feet forgetting that he had the title in his hand and instinctively laid it across his shoulder and dropped the rag. He ran to the door and pulled it open getting a good look at the visitors he was waiting for. The first one he saw though was Roy Biggins, one of the HDW’s backstage announcers.

Roy: Sup Davy boy?

Dave: Hi Roy.

Roy stepped into the small living quarters and began to look around like the snoop that he was. He liked to get any dirt on people as he could, even his friends, in hope that he might get a huge story someday and actually become liked. Next to step into the room was Joy Valentine, another HDW backstage announcer except more honest and nicer.

Dave: Welcome Joy. I’m glad to see that you could make it here to the Australian circuit.

Joy: It’s no problem Dave.

Roy: Hey nice gold you got there David. Did you steal it or what?

Dave: Actually for your information I won this by beating Kevin Skiffington in the CWF.

Joy: You’ll have to excuse him, but he doesn’t really pay attention to any outside feds other than the HDW unless it really concerns him.

Dave: Whatever. Just sit down guys. Can I get either of you anything?

Joy: I couldn’t possibly; the flight food left me with a bit of an upset stomach. I took a pill so I should be fine in a few.

Roy: Do you have any vodka?

Dave: Sure thing Roy.

Dave turned around and rolled his eyes as he went to go retrieve the rude announcer’s drink.

Roy: What a mess you got here David; don’t you ever get off your lazy ass and think about getting a mop or something?

Dave: Well Biggins, between training and the actual SWAT events I barely get time to clean.

Dave walks back in and sets down Roy’s drink, with a little additive that Roy didn’t know about in it. Dave takes a seat a bit closer to Joy and further from Roy.

Dave: Besides Hugh says I have more things to worry about besides cleaning, such as my matches and preparation.

Roy: And the occasional belt waxing as we can see.

Dave: Still a smart ass I see. Well Biggins I’m sure that you’ll be happy to know that I’m doing quite well here.

Joy: That is good news Dave.

Roy: Quite well? I actually watched this thing that SWAT calls No Mans Land last time and from what I can remember you didn’t even win.

Dave: Yeah, but I didn’t lose either. Lonewolf lost to Tyler D. not me. As far as I’m concerned that is as good as a win in my book.

Roy: Yeah well isn’t this Tyler person the same guy you are facing on the next program.

Dave: Wow, you’ve learned to read. Yeah Tyler is my next opponent and when I beat him in a one on one match this will show that I’m better than some people here probably think.

Joy: I saw both your matches and I was really impressed. You’ve surely have gotten better ever since you’ve been here in SWAT. I’m actually beginning to miss you back at the HDW.

Dave: Don’t worry I will be making my way back there after the next show and then I will come back here and do another of these.

Roy: Can you handle it?

Dave: You know what Roy if you are going to continually try to insult me then you can just walk your ass right out of here. I’m the one trying to be nice by inviting you and Joy to my little shack and host a little conversation. I was nice enough to get you two tickets for the No Mans Land taping here in Australia so that you can watch me beat Tyler 1…2…3, and if this is how your going to treat me then trust me I’ll never be this generous again. Next time I’ll only invite Joy, at least she appreciates the things I do.

Roy held up his hands as if to tell Dave to back down a little.

Roy: Okay, okay. Don’t break your mask and go berserk on me.

Dave: Yeah, well t just let the two of you know you’re going to see me at my best at the next show. I’m going to give it my all and do the same thing I did to James Fierce when he thought that he had some sort of chance of beating me, and that is sending him into a humiliating defeat.

It stayed silent for a moment. Dave hiked the belt he was still holding over his shoulder back up a little.

Joy: So Dave are you still on your conquest of purifying the sport of wrestling and bringing back the soul into the game?

Dave: Of coarse I am Joy. I based that on my beliefs that I got from my Father and Mother. To give that up would be like pissing on their grave and I just wouldn’t do that to them. I didn’t win that last match, but I was able to judge my two opponents up close and personal. I’ll tell Tyler right now that he’s one of the less infected here, but that’s not going to stop me from releasing him from it’s grasps before it spreads even further. That’s what I am really going for by winning this match. I will send a message to those you harbor that infection and let them know that any of them could be next.

Roy: I think you’re a crazy man.

Dave hopped out of his chair and looked intensely at Roy who slide back in the chair and nearly went down backwards.

Dave: Don’t ever mess with my beliefs Roy or I’ll demonstrate on you a small fraction of what I’m going to do to Tyler and trust me you won’t be walking away from it.

Joy: Now Dave there is no reason for such hostility. Roy doesn’t think before he speaks and you know that.

Dave took in a deep and calming breath and slowly released it. He eased his shoulders and loosened up a bit.

Dave: You’re right Joy, but perhaps it is time for you two to go.

Roy: Yeah I think I may have left the burner on.

Joy: Back in the US?

Roy rolled his eyes and got back to his feet. He went the long way around the table to avoid Dave leaving his drink untouched. He got to the door and stepped out of it.

Roy: Well goodbye David. See you at the event.

Roy quickly hurried down the hall and down the stairs so he could get out to the car. Joy on the other hand got up calmly and gave Dave a hug, which he returned.

Joy: It’s been nice seeing you again Dave. Come by my place some time and you can I can talk a bit alone and not in front of Roy.

Dave: Well the little strudel licker can be a pain, but we have to live with it.

Joy: All right. Bye, and good luck in your match.

Dave: See ya.

Joy stepped out the door and Dave closed it behind her. He sighed a bit sort of glad that that was over and sort of wishing that it didn’t have to end. Two familiar faces besides Hugh’s was nice enough. He took the belt ha had been holding the entire time and placed it back on the shelf of his trophies.

Dave: Well now it’s on to Tyler D. I can do this. My kingdom has come.

Scene fades to black…

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RUTHLESS L REEVE


[We see Ruthless L Reeve sitting on the steps of the Sydney Entertainment Centre looking into the camera.]

Ruthless L Reeve : Wow. A Heavyweight title shot.

Looks like i must know someone pretty important around here to get an opportunity like that.

Either that, or the fact that i have been busting my butt around here for so long now that someone finally took some notice and i am finally get the oppportunities that i deserve.

You know, big Suit told me for years now, to just keep biding my time, going out there and stealing the show, and thats just what i did.

Now here we are, SWAT Australia, a new champ on our hands and no one to challenge him, so who do we look for, good old Reeve.

I guess you thought you would be able to have the night off young Adrian? Celebrate your big win 'eh?

Well, sorry to disappoint you, but if you think you'll be in for anything other then the fight of your life, then again peanut!

I have been waiting for this shot my whole life, and i am not about to let myself or my fans down. A lot of people have invested a lot of time to helping me get to where i am today, they know who they are, and i am going to make them proud come No Mans Land.

[Reeve stands to his feet, looking down from his impressive seven feet into the camera.]

As for you Deja Vu!

You being suspended is the best thing that could ever of happened to you!

You want to run around crippling all the peanuts like it means something, you didn't seem so tough in our match to me.

You better hope your suspension is a permenant one, because if i ever see you around these parts again, YOU are going to be the one who is injured!

You have no idea what being a professional wrestler means, and Commissioner Xanathos made the best decision in suspending you, if we ever see the likes of you around here again it will be too soon.

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SLY FONDELL

Scene opens in the fancy looking reception area of a set of penthouses, the Sydney skyline can be seen outside through one of the windows, the camera turns to a expensive looking plaque on the wall, it reads " Lexington Heights Penthouses"

The camera moves through the lobby and into a very plush lift, the carpets are thicker than the ones that most people have in their homes, the lift glides upwards and stops and the camera moves through and into a corridor, expensive looking prints adorn the designer silk wallpaper laden walls.

The camera stops outside Penthouse 7 and waits....the door opens and standing there is Jada, she is wearing a little cut off vest and a pair of tight, tight hotpants, Jada smiles sweetly at the camera, man does she look hot, hot, hot!

Jada: Hi Guys come in, and wipe your feet okay!

The camera moves through and into the penthouse, it is very nicely done out indeed, a beautiful designer sofa and chairs as well as an antique looking table and chairs are focused on, the camera then switches it's view to Sly Fondell who has just walked in from the kitchen area, Sly is dressed in long combat shorts and a blue Gold's Gym muscle vest

Sly: Be careful in here you break anything, I'll take it out on your sorry fat ass!

The camera view shifts to the floor and then quickly back to Sly

Sly: You should feel honoured that you are allowed into the Ace's palace baby, the most exclusive Penthouses in this damn city and guess who gets one straight away, thats right, the model of male perfection, the name on every-ones lips, I don't wait in line, I don't have to, I get what I want when I want, thats the way it is and the way it's always gonna be

Sly grins at the camera and smoothes his hair in the reflection of the lens

Sly: But it seems that someone else doesnt see that, it seems that even though I beat that poor excuse for a champion I don't get put in the title match, instead I have to fight a man who isn't fit to mow my lawns or wash my jock. Lonewolf McNeely you somehow got yourself a number 1 contenders match, now I don't know why or how and I don't care, you aint in my league, it's gonna be a cake walk, I got more talent in this finger(holds up pinky) than you got in your entire body, your on borrowed time little man, your facing the future and the future is here now!

Sly walks over to a large cabinet, it contains alot of trophies and two championship belts, to the side of the cabinet is a framed picture,it is the front cover of 'Muscle and Fitness' with Sly on the front looking very ripped beneath it is the statement "Wrestling best body"?, to the other side is another framed picture, this one is the cover to GQ magazine which has Sly and Jada on the Front and the title "The Armani Couple light up the catwalk"

Sly: Take a look at these trophies McNeely, I'm a two time All American in Freestyle wrestling (gestures to 2 large trophies), a multiple time regional champion (points to some smaller trophies) a former CWF Television champion (shows the CWF Belt) and the jewel in the crown I'm a former NCAA Heavyweight champion (Points lovingly to the NCAA belt). This means I'm the best, the greatest wrestler alive today, I got the looks, the body, the strength and the skill to be the greatest champion this company will ever see. I'm wanted by every top magazine to interview, the fashion houses of Europe want me in their creations at every major event, I'm the ONLY choice for who should wear the Heavyweight belt, and McNeely after I'm finished making you my personal bitch you won't be a wolf anymore, you'll, be a pussy!

Jada moves over to Sly and kisses him, she then removes the NCAA Belt from the cabinet and places it around Sly's waist

Sly: Take a look, a long look because soon this will be the reality, your looking at greatness baby!! McNeely this is what a champion looks like and soon you will know what it's like to be beaten by a champion!

Sly and Jada look at each other and Jada winks at Sly

Sly: Oh and Tanner, your looking at the next Australian Heavyweight champion....................Live and in the Flesh Baby

Camera view dims to the sound of Sly and Jada laughing


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