We are at “The Tower” the school slash training grounds for many up and coming wrestling prospects. One such wrestling prospect is Tekhanu Jr., Son of The Tower as he is the ilk of the owner and top trainer Tekhanu.
The hard camera zooms in on Tekhanu Jr. who is standing in the sweaty smelling locker room of The Tower. Everyone has left for the evening and he’s responsible for cleaning up, something he’s done since a toddler.
Tekhanu Jr: Oh hi there, I didn’t notice you.
He stares at the hard camera as he empties a dustpan into the Trash. He places the broom aside and takes a seat on a bench to address us.
Tekhanu Jr: What I did notice was that I’ve been booked to my first match on Turmoil next week. ….I clapped!
He gives himself a round of applause.
Tekhanu Jr: Everyone is talking about how it’s the luchador match up they’ve been waiting for against El Hijo De Mistico….did I say that right?
Tekhanu Jr: If I didn’t oh well, I don’t speak Mexican. Meaning I’m definitely not a “luchador”.
He does air quotations with his dusty fingers.
Tekhanu Jr: I’m a WRESTLER from AMERICA, because I wear a mask many of you feel the need to lump my father and I into a box you can easy comprehend.
Tekhanu Jr: Look I mean no disrespect to any you who are looking forward to, two masked rookies giving it their all. Because that’s definitely what I plan to do and hoping Mistico does the same. Just don’t put me in a bubble unless you want it to burst all up in your face.
He again stares at the camera, possibly smiling at the phasing behind his mask.
Tekhanu Jr: And like any good student at the Tower I’ve been studying my opponent, his strengths, his weaknesses and all the nuances in between. One thing is certain Mistico can take a ton of damage from his opponent and still remain in the match.
Tekhanu Jr: That is something I’m fully aware of and will adjust my game plan accordingly. What I’m also certain of is that all eyes will be on me despite the multitude of rookies to debut here in the last few weeks.
Tekhanu Jr: I may not be as brash or in your face as some of them are. I may not have the flair and flashiness to get noticed when I walk in the door. But what I have is tact and knowledge of how this business truly works.
Tekhanu Jr: Wrestling is in my blood, has been for generations that’s something I have over every single rookie that laces his boots here.
Tekhanu Jr: So Mistico and the rest of Turmoil, prepare yourself for Tekhanu Jr…..
Tekhanu Jr: Son of The Tower!
The camera cuts out after his last words.
***
Jackson Montgomery stood on the elevator amongst 3 Speak Easy Reps. The elevator smelled like cigs, malt liquor, and ass. Jackson was humming a song to himself as chewing tobacco juice runs down into his beard. The reps were all short of gagging as the stench was unbearable. The elevator opens and the reps all pour out and began gasping for air. Jackson walks into the room speaking very loudly.
JackMo: Howdy!! Whooooooooo--oo!! This is a faaaaancy place!
An intern walks over and lets Jackson know he is in the wrong building while Jackson begins to try and run the wrinkles out of his dingy clothes.
JackMo: I’m here to see the captain! El capitán! Lemme at him! I got the address right here.
JackMo goes into his coat pocket and pulls out a dirty, filthy piece of paper from what appears to be an old french fry carton. On the carton is an address which matches the Speak Easy address.
JackMo: See here? Speak Easy...are we in a library? Where’s all the books? Are you the librarian? Why do I have to speak easy? Can I get some real help around here? Where’s all the books? Are you the libr…
The woman shakes her head trying to clear the barrage of questions from her brain before informing Jackson he isn’t in a library, there are no books, and she’s not a librarian.
Capo enters the room to the commotion. He quickly walks over to Jackson and attempts to shake his hand, but realizes that Jackson reeks of hot garbage and alcohol.
Capo: Jackson, welcome to the show, have you seen the makeup and styl--
Both stylist and makeup artist are waving in the background motioning Capo to not send JackMo over for a makeover.
JackMo: I’m covered in nature’s makeup, my friend!
Capo: Ahhh, nvm I think you look great buddy!!
Jackson smiles and looks around with the arrogance of a Hollister model.
Capo: So are you ready for the interview?
JackMo: Interview? Look, the only reason I came is for two reasons; one, I thought this was a library. I love me some World War II novels! And two; I thought there would be booze here. It seemed strange that a library had booze but I thought what the hell. But now...I’m not seein any books.. Jackson gives the intern gal a nasty look.......or any booze! Since I’m here though, I’ll do your little interview. I had a plan to go protest against the protesters who want Trump to resign, but I suppose I can do that later.
Capo hesitantly leads Jackson to the interview area. Jackson plops down into Capo’s chair and says:
JackMo: Man this is a comfy seat and I’ve had my fair share of ‘em. You ever been on a C-130 flying into Afghanistan? BEST SEAT IN THE HOUSE!
Jackson laughs at his own failed joke.
Capo: Can I have my seat please….Thanks..
Jackson jumps up as the cameraman yells IN 5,4,3,2,1:
The camera pans to the announce team.
Who will step up tonight.
The board is pretty much clear but spaces are being filled fast.
Joseph Diamond vs. Tay Terror
The camera pans to the announce team.
Winnter winner.
Chicken Dinner.
The scene opens with Jimmy Henry sitting on a bench in the locker room, staring directly into the camera.
Jimmy: Are we rolling?
Jimmy gets a cue from off-camera that he is live on TV.
Jimmy: Right, OK. No need for any interviewers, with their patronising cliched questions. I got some things to get off my chest.
Jimmy takes a deep breath.
Jimmy: I think it’s pretty obvious to anybody who’s been watching my matches that things haven’t being going to plan. My maths ain't great with all the bumps to the head I've taken over the years, but I think that might be 0-3 for the season so far. I’ve been asking myself all week, why did I really come back? Am I achieving what I set out to do when I agreed to return to Turmoil? And I have to be straight with myself, and say no - I’m not even close.
Jimmy pauses for a second collecting his thoughts.
Jimmy: I think first things first, I need to be straight with my fans, with Turmoil fans, and explain why I came back. And the main reason, is that when I left, I left things in a way that felt unresolved. Unsettled, if you will.
Jimmy: And I thought that I would be able to come back and settle some of these scores. That I would be able to combat some of this inner, em, turmoil. That I would be able to change the perception of me, as a glorified stuntman, or the perpetual underdog. But things haven’t quite worked out that way, and if anything they are getting worse. I am losing sight of my goals, and I’m not following any plans or going in the right direction.
Jimmy: So, I’ve decided to create this…
Jimmy lifts up a red A5 notebook, and shows it to the camera. Written across the front cover of the notebook, in block capitals in black ink, was the word SCOREBOOK.
Jimmy: My Scorebook. In here is the details of scores that remain unsettled. Some of these scores, I have with the people themselves. Some of them, I have with myself. Take last week for example. #3 in my ScoreBook, Jacob Trance. Reasons: Didn’t give a good account of myself on Turmoil 194. Also, for his part in the Lution 11 FI match.
Jimmy turns back a couple of pages in his ScoreBook.
Jimmy: Which brings me on nicely to #1 in my ScoreBook, Austin Lee. Firstly, though, congratulations on your win. However, we both know, interim champ doesn’t really count, it’s not like being the real champ. That gold you were celebrating with last week is nothing more than a placeholder, a prop. All you’ve done is secure yourself a place in the match for the real title at Turmoil 200.
Jimmy: Anyway, in my ScoreBook, under reasons I put: so desperate to win FI match, conspired with Trance at expense of entertaining the fans at Lution.
Jimmy: You want to screw me out of the FI, go right ahead. But when you screw the fans out of a good match, then we got a score to settle!
Jimmy turns a page in his ScoreBook.
Jimmy: This brings me to #2, B-17. Look, I’m sorry to hear about whatever medical issues you were having last year, but they don’t excuse your behaviour. So, for reasons: Selfish actions killed momentum going into Lution 11.
Jimmy: And so that concludes my outstanding scores. They remained unsettled! To settle these scores doesn’t mean I have to beat these people 1-2-3. If I can go toe-to-toe with these guys, and know that I gave it everything I had, and there is nothing else I could have done, then I will regard these scores settled.
Jimmy: And I’m sure, there will be more scores I add to this list. My main focus is getting through this Road-2-Gold tournament, and getting to settle some of these scores along the way!
Jimmy reads away at his ScoreBook as the camera fades to the next segment.
We are at “The Tower” the school slash training grounds for many up and coming wrestling prospects. One such wrestling prospect is Tekhanu Jr., Son of The Tower as he is the ilk of the owner and top trainer Tekhanu.
