| |
|
Cut-Throat places his sack in the middle of the ring, as he is handed a mic from the announcer, the mic just picks up some barely audible muttering from Cut-Throat towards the sack.
Cut-Throat : No..no-ones cares what she has to say, the last time I let her speak I lost a toe.
Cut-Throat nudges the sack with his foot.
Cut-Throat : Ladies and gentlemen, contrary to popular belief, we pirates do not yearn for treasure, rum and busty wenches, sure, that's the picture painted for you in the movies, but us real pirates yearn for the greatest of all man's desires....fame and infamy...the shroud of myth, the cloud of reputation.
Cut-Throat strokes at his rat tailed style goatee and twirls it with his thumb and index fingers.
Cut-Throat : The rum and wenches are just an added bonus.
Cut-Throat cracks a wide grin exposing his gold teeth.
Cut-Throat : We live for the adventure, and for the tales to be told of us once we rest with Davey Jones.
Cut-Throat : So I stand before ye here today, to tell ye all that after a near death experience years ago, which involved Cut-Throat being almost drowned by an ill tempered octopus, thanks to a vice like grip on a scraggly beard, once free and safe on friendly shores, Cut-Throat cut off his own foreskin , with nothing but the tooth of a monkey.
Cut-Throat again twirls his rat tail goatee round with his fingers as some of the audience recoil in a mix of shock and horror.
Cut-Throat : An incisor tooth to be precise...
Cut-Throat points to the 5 tiny black bands around his rat tail.
Cut-Throat : And to this day, it binds his beard, preventing such a catastrophe reoccurring.
Cut-Throat drops down to his knees and starts to shout at the sack.
Cut-Throat : I KNOW IT WOULD HAVE MADE MORE SENSE TO JUST SHAVE OFF THE BEARD!!
Cut-Throat slams both his fists down hard onto the mat.
Cut-Throat : BUT THEN THERE WOULD BE NO STORY TO TELL WOULD THERE!!
Cut-Throat takes a deep breath, and twist of his head and twitch of his cheek, recovers his composure, he picks up the sack and slings it over his shoulder, he tosses the mic back to the announcer and then raises one fist into the air.
Cut-Throat : HOIST THE COLOURS!
He leaves the ring as the audience stare on in a mix of disbelief and bewilderment at the enlightenment of the next part of the legend that they just received.
 |
Terrifying |
 |
WE THE COLOURS! |
|
Is that racist? |
Camera is backstage in the loading dock.AC Cobra is standing withStacy Clarke. Cobra is wearing his leather jacket.Clarke is standing right beside Cobra with a mic to his mouth.
Stacy Clarke-So AC Cobra your facing an young Lucky O'Donnell tonight.Your first ever match on Riot what's going threw your brain?
AC Cobra-Stacy I don't know this is an night I been waiting for my entire life.Last week standing at the ramp something raced threw my mind.My time is finally coming.All this studying all this countless night of sleep.
Crowd begins to cheer.
AC Cobra-From watching Devils Night in my living room to now being able to hopefully be apart of Wrestlution.Everything has changed for me so much Clarke.My dream has finally come true.
Stacy Clarke-AC what's going to separate you from the other up and comers.Lately in the OCW we had an slew of new talent what's going to make you stand out.
AC Cobra-That I have one goal and 1 goal only.
Stacy Clarke-What's that AC?
AC Cobra-To not have an goal at all.
Stacy looks confused.Cobra glances at her and laughs and begins to speak again.
AC Cobra-In OCW if you have an goal to be champion you will fail.Titles aren't the end all be all.Everything to you here is earned not given.Me I'm an Rebel so are all my fans out there.
Crowd cheers slightly.
AC Cobra-I'll take my time match by match that should make me stand out.Fans and those guys in the back will appreciate the hard work I put in.Some of these young guys don't get it.They want to sky rocket up so fast there flat on there ass in 2 years.Can't draw nor cut a promo to save there lives but want to get an championship shot or be considered the top guy?!?
AC Cobra-Please patience and oppurtunity is what will separate me.Remember if you aim for the moon and miss your still amongst the stars.Now excuse me got a date with the turnbuckle.
AC Cobra music can be heard playing in the background.The camera moves from the dock area then goes towards the ramp where Cobra can be seen coming out.
AC Cobra vs Lucky O'Donnellé
Tobin Frost walks into the arena in black sweats. The North American championship sits with the rest of his gear in a blue gym bag that sits on his shoulder. Tobin turns the a corner toward the locker room but before he can get much further a familiar man approaches. It is Lexington Walk walking toward him with purpose.
Lexington: Tobin, Tobin, Tobin just I’ve been waiting for you. Boy did you miss one hell of a speech by the new champ.
Tobin looks beyond annoyed.
Tobin: Man you are asking for a beating. I told you no thanks, now I’m telling you I’m going to hurt you if you come up to me again.
Lex does not look scared. He just shakes his head and smiles. He completely ignores Tobin’s threat.
Lexington: As I told you last week, you and I are going to do great things together. Great things, Tobin. If you don’t believe me, just look at what I have here.
Lexington is holding a contract in his hand. He hands it to Tobin who begins to scan through it. Before he can even ready the details of the contract, Lexington snatches the paper from his hand. Tobin looks at the short chubby man with a look that says, “Do you have a death wish?”.
Lexington: Don’t worry about the fine print what this contract says is that tonight you fight the OCW World Heavyweight Champion Cody Storm!
The crowd watching this interaction on the X-tron yells with approval.
Lexington: But that’s not all Mr. Frost, no, no… no. If you win this match tonight you get something that you’ve wanted since the moment you walked into this company. Something that despite all of you success here over the past year, you have yet to achieve for yourself. With a win tonight Tobin, you gain a shot at the OCW World Heavyweight Championship! (In a much lower voice) And you agree to become my client…
Tobin looks at Lexington with intrigue and apprehension. This is the biggest opportunity of his career, but it also comes with a rather round 250 pound, short, stubby attachment.
Lexington: You have done almost everything here Tobin. In the past 12 months you’ve done almost everything here Tobin. You’ve won the TV championship. Earned Rookie of the year honors and Match of the night at Wrestlution. You’ve beaten the likes of Tiberius Dupree and Paul Pugh in one on one competition. You are the current two time reigning and defending North American Champion. Yet will all you have accomplished in the past 12 months you have not been able to secure yourself a shot at the OCW championship. But I have one sitting here at your fingertips and all you have to do is sign on the line Tobin.
Lexington points to the signature line of the contract as Tobin contemplates this decision.
Lexington: Look despite all that you have accomplished, you couldn’t do this. And I got this for you and I don’t even work for you. I got you an opportunity to contend for the most prestigious and illustrious championship in the history of this company. Sitting at the edge of a pen is a chance for you to hold your name up there with the likes of Nick Kage, Guy Fausto, Aries, Dupree, Leonheart, Pugh, Stevens, and even your mentor Nate Ortiz. I’ve given this to you when I had no obligation to you. Can you imagine what I can do for you if we work together?
Tobin thinks for what feels to him to be an eternity. He looks at Lexington with anger.
Tobin: Give me a pen…
The crowd is shocked at Tobin’s response. The scene fades as Tobin and Lexington walk together to iron out the details of this contract.
Jim Black is walking down the main hallway when he runs into Madeline Osiris, Tiberius Dupree's sponsored Bombshell. Despite holding a 12 pack of bottled water she stops to talk to Jim.
Jim Black: Greetings Madeline, I was wondering is Tiberius around, I have a few questions for him.
Madeline: He's around, but I don't know if he's in a state to be questioned.
Jim Black: What kind of state is he in? Is he okay?
Madeline: You'll just have to see for yourself.
A few seconds pass they reach the official locker room of OMG and enter. Soon as you get through the door we see dozens of empty water bottles. You can't make it across the room without kicking a handful as you walk. Tibby can be seen sitting in a chair next to the bathroom guzzling bottles of water. Jim and Maddy approach.
Jim Black: What are you doing?
Dupree: What's it look like I'm doing? I'm slamming these one by one till I get what I want.
Jim Black: Huh? How does drinking bottled water, get you what you want?
Dupree: The Thirst Jim, The Thirst, that's the only way Imma get the title?
Jim Black: The Title? You mean the World Title? I thought you didn't....
Tibby finishes another bottle and cuts Jim off.
Dupree: Not the World Title silly, the title to a '81 DeLorean. I need one in pristine condition with a fully operational flux capacitor so I can go back in time to last Thursday to save OCW.
Jim Black: I don't think that's the way you go about purchasing a car.
Madeline: That's what I told him!
Dupree: Will you stop it with your petty tears, I could probably fill up every single one of these bottles with your doubts and hatred. Then I'll slam those too!
Madeline and Jim look at each other confused.
Dupree: Your just haters, you don't believe I can do it, do you!?
Madeline: I'm not hating, I'm just trying to give you my honest opinion your just taking it the wrong way. I don't understand why your drinking all this water, it makes no sense.
Dupree: My principles don't need to make sense they get the job done. I don't have to do things your way to be successf...
Jim Black: Sorry to cut you off, but Tiberius, what do you plan to save OCW from?
Dupree: You didn't see that travesty last week? The OCW Fan Nation has been talking about it for days.
Jim Black: I'm confused...do you mean the World Title Match?
Dupree: Why in God's name do you keep talking about the World Title? I'm talking about what that devil Matsuda did to me on my Birthday. Nobody cares about Pughnuts...
Madeline: I thought it wasn't your birthday.
Dupree: Shh!
Jim Black: Um...Pugh isn't the World Champion, Cody Storm is.
Dupree: What?! When did this happen?
Jim Black: Last week, you didn't see the match?
Dupree: Why would I want to blind my Betterness with such mediocrity. I was busy planning my timely revenge on that scoundrel Matsuda.
Jim Black: Very well, so what's going on with you and Matsuda, is OMG in jeapordy?
Tibby takes a long sip from a bottled water, strokes the curl in his hair.
Dupree: Are you delusional Jim? Sometimes I wonder if you really know what's going on. Now if you'd excuse me, I have to go shake my second dragon.
Jim Black: But you didn't answer my question.
The screen fades with Jim walking to the door and Tibby doing the pee-pee dance into the bathroom.
* K.Dangelo stands in the back as if he's waiting on someone . Suddenly his phone buzzes he looks down then shakes his head . Stacey Clarke walks up .*
Stacey : Hello Mr.Dangelo mind if we have a word with you ?
* K.Dangelo looks over at Stacey then at his phone . He then takes a deep breath and nods his head in agreement .
Stacey : Tonight you take on a rookie who's making allot of noise and getting noticed by OcW management .
* The phone rings and K.Dangelo eyes light up .*
K.Dangelo : Where are you ? No you were supposed to have been here . No don't worry about I'll handle it . Just remember you have to give a account for your sins also .
Yeah I know!
* K.Dangelo looks back at Stacey with a little smile .*
K.Dangelo : I have to apologize Miss Clarke but I must go but the long and short of it is that this King Tyga is a liar . There is only one King and this devil isn't him .
That triple threat at the ppv meant nothing , a early Christmas present but tonight your sins must be delt with , Welcome to the Boondox !
|
|
 
 
|
|
|
