The camera pans down an old dark stairway to a cellar. The sound of dogs munching can be heard. There’s some state of the art computer hardware that’s spread across the cellar.
Far across the cellar you see three large computer screens on the wall and a silhouette of large man with a mohawk watching the screens.
On the screen he watches an old match of Rust fighting Jookie.
He stands….
Cyborg: Today’s youth has no fear of authority. Something happened these last ten years human genetics stopped making common sense.
Cyborg: The lack of respect inside and outside the ring is obsolete. To be called a…..
He looks at his dogs, King and Kong, tearing up some stuffed action figures of Rust.
Cyborg: ...is highly disrespectful to the one that is called Cyborg.
Cyborg: This generation will feel my wrath. Just like an old predatory comrade of mine.
Cyborg: I will NOT BE MADE A MOCKERY!!!
He tosses his chair across the cellar. His dogs stopped and lifted just their heads to see what’s wrong with their master.
There was a brief moment of silence.
They then continued on to maw the figures.
Cyborg: Nature has never changed in animals since the beginning of time. When animals are focused nothing can deter them from feeding.
As the camera focuses on Rust, Cyborg pauses the TVs with his remote.
Cyborg: You my friend just made a date with Half Animal Half Machine. I will hunt you down and feed on your lifeless body like it’s no ones business.
Cyborg: I will get the respect I deserve. Starting with you.
Scene fades.
The camera pans to the announce team.
This match can go one of two ways.
That's all singles matches Randy
Wrex vs. Jehst
The camera pans to the announce team.
Winner winner.
Chicken dinner.
The scene opens backstage where we see Justin Jehst sitting slumped on a locker room bench, duffle bag by his side, his face in his hands.
From off screen comes Elsa, Jehst’s newly appointed assistant/agent.
Elsa: Mr. Justin, no time for feel sorry for self, get up please.
Jehst: I blew it. I’m out of practice, unfocused, I came completely unglued out there!
Elsa: Don’t forget, Wrex has been doing this long time. He’s very skill wrestler, very violent.
Jehst: Beaten by a raging alcoholic; sounds like a regular Saturday night out in Santa Monica…
Elsa: Chin up, Mr. Justin! I have some good news!
Jehst: You got me an audition for Anchorman 3, didn’t you?! DIDN’T YOU?! Oh, Elsa, why didn’t I meet you sooner!!!
Elsa: Well, no, not that. I have spoken to some contacts at Hollywood studio and they are thinking of cast you in a new film; action, excite, drama!!!
Jehst: Which film?! …WHICH FILM, ELSA?!!!
Elsa: “Battering Shark 4 – Fortress of Fins”.
Justin’s face drops from a kid on Christmas look to disappointment in almost a split second.
Jehst: The first three were absolutely rubbish!
Elsa: They thinking you can save the franchise. Said you had ‘charismatic’.
Jehst: You’re lucky you’re beautiful, Elsa. Ok, I’ll do it. If I can get on that film and make it something special I can propel myself into the spotlight where I belong!
Elsa: See! Now you happy, Mr. Justin. Forget about what happen out there tonight and focus on what you can be tomorrow!
Elsa extends her hand, and Justin shakes it in appreciation for her work as an agent.
Jehst: I really wish I’d met you sooner, Elsa. Well, I’m off to drink my sorrows away and celebrate at the same time with some Mimosa’s! You’re more than welcome to join me in my quarters if you wish.
Elsa looks at Justin for a moment, unsure of what to say.
Elsa: I really shouldn’t, Mr. Justin. I have work to finish. I see you soon though, ok?
Jehst: Suit yourself! More bubbly for me!
As Justin begins to walk out of frame, Elsa watches him leave and blushes ever so slightly as the scene fades to black.
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