Post by davidhavok on Sept 5, 2013 9:01:21 GMT -5
Time: 1:14 PM
Date: September 4, 2013
The scene slowly opens up outside in what appears to been a empty parking lot. As we turn around we see the EAW Anarchist Arena. At first there is nothing but silence as the gentle wind begins to blow by, but slowly the sound of a car approaching can be heard off in the distance. We turn just in time to see a black 1969 Chevy Corvette come around a corner and into the parking lot. It drives over and parks in one of the empty spaces. As we begin to walk over to it the sound of loud hard rock music can be heard from inside. We approach the car, but stop as the door opens up and out steps "The Outcast" David Dreadful. David slams the door and walks over to the rear of his car. He leans back on it and looks at the watch on his wrist.
David Dreadful:
He ask for an interview and he's late.
David shakes his head in frustration as sighs. A little time passes and still nothing changes, David looks more and more aggravated with each passing moment.
David Dreadful:
You know what? Fuck it.
David pushes away from his car. His eyes showing a mixture of anger and impatience.
David Dreadful:
TJ Pain...you know as much as I hate and despise you. I have to admit...that was a good plan. I mean you had me and Chelsea go out there and put on what people are calling one historical match. I mean we beat the holy hell out of each other, and after the dust settled I was the one with my hand raised, and then...you had you're new boyfriend come out and pick our bones. Whats his name again? Kyle? Jerry?...Oh Michael something right? Yeah that was a real good plan you had there TJ. However...you did make one small mistake. You see you didn't tell your boyfriend to finish me off, and now not only our you two going to pay, but you've managed to piss me off even more.
David's eyes are locked in a glare. He smirks as he walks back over to the car.
David Dreadful:
Michael James, you got pretty big mouth. I heard what you had to say about me and I'll be honest with you here Mikey...you act like your the hottest piece of shit to enter and I not going to lie...I like that. It shows that your focused and ready. You aren't afraid to run your mouth and that is a good trait to have, but...
David's eyes light up with a fiery glare.
David Dreadful:
You're picking a fight that you really do not want to be in. You wanna make fun of me? Call me mediocre? Say that I'm washed up? Dick Bag Dreadful? Really man? Is this all you have? I expect that kinda shit from a fuckin' two year old. Listen Michael you wanna tell people there roles here in EAW? You wanna call me washed up? Alright...well then let me tell you your role then. You my simple minded friend are simply TJ Pain's newest bitch plain and simple. He tells you to jump and you beg him to tell you how fucking high, and for you to sit there and say that I haven't earned my shit in this profession is just fucking ignorant. I have busted my ass for over ten years now. I HAD to claw and fight to get to where I am today something that I know for a fact you no nothing about.
David Dreadful:
Michael, I'm going to educate you with one of my favorite lesson. "Stop Bitching 101" Class is in session Mikey... Today's lesson...until you actually say what you are going to do, you are and always will be a bitch. Everything I've ever said I was going to do, I've done. Every championship I fought to get I won. Every war I went into I survived and I earned every single last scar on my body for'em. Michael you stepped one foot into this company and were handed this opportunity by TJ, and if you even think for one second that you earned anything in this company then you are just as stupid as I thought.
David Dreadful:
You wanna call me boring? You wanna say that I'm mediocre and that I don't deserve this shot? Why don't you go and look in the mirror Mikey. You may have a mouth, but I saw and felt what you're capable of and it is the same old story of all bark and no bite. Tell me something Mikey? What is going to happen in a few days when I step into that ring across you and TJ? Are you going to let you're sugar daddy do most of the work so you can come and try and pick the bones? Or are you going to grow a pair and take the ass kicking you have coming like a man. I've fought TJ and I can handle him no problem, but you see Mike...you are in a different boat. You're the classic case of the chicken shit wrestler that relies one his opponent being distracted are worn out, and thats why you and TJ probably get along so well. TJ loves those kinds of people because honestly they make good bitches.
David Dreadful:
Michael, mark my words man. In just a few days when that bell rings...and when we stare across that ring from one another. I am going to kick your ass...that is another promise I'm again going to fulfill, but as I'm doing that I'm going to remember all the crap you were coughing up...and I'm laugh. Here lies Michael James: THE Bitch of EAW
David takes his hat off and bows his head in silence.
David Dreadful:
Now onto you TJ, Like I said earlier you had a good plan. You sent you're new boyfriend out there after mine and Chelsea's match. A match that took everything out of us, but like always you only got half your job done. TJ when are you ever going to learn man. I've beaten you time and time again, I've beaten you for championships, I've made you tap out, hell you may not want to admit it, but TJ we made each other famous. Yeah people knew who we were, but until we locked up against each other we got everyone talking about us. The only difference is that I took that and ran with it, while you piss it all away. I continued to work hard and to thrive in this business while you were on your death bed clutching onto the last few pieces of hope you had left in this industry, and it east away at you that I'm am successful and you aren't. I didn't started out as the good guy here TJ, you MADE me the good guy. I re-signed a contract with EAW because this company was truly one of a kind. I knew you were in charge, but I tried my best to work with that. In a way I was trying to put all the shit behind us...but- but you just can't stand it can ya TJ? It kills you to see me climb up those steps to immortality. You can't stand the fact that I'm a mere inches away from getting the EAW World Championship, and thats why Michael James is your one last hope. TJ...you are a fucking moron.
David chuckles and shakes his head.
David Dreadful:
TJ...you better hope Michael is what he says he is. You better hope he puts me down for good, because if he doesn't? I'm going to get right back up and be right back in your face. Both of you have a date at Collision with a Reaper, and gentlemen...he is not in a good mood.
David walks over to his car and opens the door. Just then we see Danny Brannigan run over.
Danny Brannigan:
Sorry I'm late. Alright are we all ready?
Danny walks over to Dreadful who is eyeing Danny.
Danny Brannigan:
David Dreadful, I was wondering if I could get your comments on Michael James and TJ Pain?
David still eyes Danny before shoving the mic away.
David Dreadful:
No comment.
David gets in his car and slams the door shut. The car starts up as Danny looks confused. The corvette backs out and drives out of the parking lot. Danny turns and looks at the camera.
Danny Brannigan:
Well um, I guess Dreadful has nothing to say about'em.
Danny shrugs and walks away as the scene slowly fades away.
Date: September 4, 2013
The scene slowly opens up outside in what appears to been a empty parking lot. As we turn around we see the EAW Anarchist Arena. At first there is nothing but silence as the gentle wind begins to blow by, but slowly the sound of a car approaching can be heard off in the distance. We turn just in time to see a black 1969 Chevy Corvette come around a corner and into the parking lot. It drives over and parks in one of the empty spaces. As we begin to walk over to it the sound of loud hard rock music can be heard from inside. We approach the car, but stop as the door opens up and out steps "The Outcast" David Dreadful. David slams the door and walks over to the rear of his car. He leans back on it and looks at the watch on his wrist.
David Dreadful:
He ask for an interview and he's late.
David shakes his head in frustration as sighs. A little time passes and still nothing changes, David looks more and more aggravated with each passing moment.
David Dreadful:
You know what? Fuck it.
David pushes away from his car. His eyes showing a mixture of anger and impatience.
David Dreadful:
TJ Pain...you know as much as I hate and despise you. I have to admit...that was a good plan. I mean you had me and Chelsea go out there and put on what people are calling one historical match. I mean we beat the holy hell out of each other, and after the dust settled I was the one with my hand raised, and then...you had you're new boyfriend come out and pick our bones. Whats his name again? Kyle? Jerry?...Oh Michael something right? Yeah that was a real good plan you had there TJ. However...you did make one small mistake. You see you didn't tell your boyfriend to finish me off, and now not only our you two going to pay, but you've managed to piss me off even more.
David's eyes are locked in a glare. He smirks as he walks back over to the car.
David Dreadful:
Michael James, you got pretty big mouth. I heard what you had to say about me and I'll be honest with you here Mikey...you act like your the hottest piece of shit to enter and I not going to lie...I like that. It shows that your focused and ready. You aren't afraid to run your mouth and that is a good trait to have, but...
David's eyes light up with a fiery glare.
David Dreadful:
You're picking a fight that you really do not want to be in. You wanna make fun of me? Call me mediocre? Say that I'm washed up? Dick Bag Dreadful? Really man? Is this all you have? I expect that kinda shit from a fuckin' two year old. Listen Michael you wanna tell people there roles here in EAW? You wanna call me washed up? Alright...well then let me tell you your role then. You my simple minded friend are simply TJ Pain's newest bitch plain and simple. He tells you to jump and you beg him to tell you how fucking high, and for you to sit there and say that I haven't earned my shit in this profession is just fucking ignorant. I have busted my ass for over ten years now. I HAD to claw and fight to get to where I am today something that I know for a fact you no nothing about.
David Dreadful:
Michael, I'm going to educate you with one of my favorite lesson. "Stop Bitching 101" Class is in session Mikey... Today's lesson...until you actually say what you are going to do, you are and always will be a bitch. Everything I've ever said I was going to do, I've done. Every championship I fought to get I won. Every war I went into I survived and I earned every single last scar on my body for'em. Michael you stepped one foot into this company and were handed this opportunity by TJ, and if you even think for one second that you earned anything in this company then you are just as stupid as I thought.
David Dreadful:
You wanna call me boring? You wanna say that I'm mediocre and that I don't deserve this shot? Why don't you go and look in the mirror Mikey. You may have a mouth, but I saw and felt what you're capable of and it is the same old story of all bark and no bite. Tell me something Mikey? What is going to happen in a few days when I step into that ring across you and TJ? Are you going to let you're sugar daddy do most of the work so you can come and try and pick the bones? Or are you going to grow a pair and take the ass kicking you have coming like a man. I've fought TJ and I can handle him no problem, but you see Mike...you are in a different boat. You're the classic case of the chicken shit wrestler that relies one his opponent being distracted are worn out, and thats why you and TJ probably get along so well. TJ loves those kinds of people because honestly they make good bitches.
David Dreadful:
Michael, mark my words man. In just a few days when that bell rings...and when we stare across that ring from one another. I am going to kick your ass...that is another promise I'm again going to fulfill, but as I'm doing that I'm going to remember all the crap you were coughing up...and I'm laugh. Here lies Michael James: THE Bitch of EAW
David takes his hat off and bows his head in silence.
David Dreadful:
Now onto you TJ, Like I said earlier you had a good plan. You sent you're new boyfriend out there after mine and Chelsea's match. A match that took everything out of us, but like always you only got half your job done. TJ when are you ever going to learn man. I've beaten you time and time again, I've beaten you for championships, I've made you tap out, hell you may not want to admit it, but TJ we made each other famous. Yeah people knew who we were, but until we locked up against each other we got everyone talking about us. The only difference is that I took that and ran with it, while you piss it all away. I continued to work hard and to thrive in this business while you were on your death bed clutching onto the last few pieces of hope you had left in this industry, and it east away at you that I'm am successful and you aren't. I didn't started out as the good guy here TJ, you MADE me the good guy. I re-signed a contract with EAW because this company was truly one of a kind. I knew you were in charge, but I tried my best to work with that. In a way I was trying to put all the shit behind us...but- but you just can't stand it can ya TJ? It kills you to see me climb up those steps to immortality. You can't stand the fact that I'm a mere inches away from getting the EAW World Championship, and thats why Michael James is your one last hope. TJ...you are a fucking moron.
David chuckles and shakes his head.
David Dreadful:
TJ...you better hope Michael is what he says he is. You better hope he puts me down for good, because if he doesn't? I'm going to get right back up and be right back in your face. Both of you have a date at Collision with a Reaper, and gentlemen...he is not in a good mood.
David walks over to his car and opens the door. Just then we see Danny Brannigan run over.
Danny Brannigan:
Sorry I'm late. Alright are we all ready?
Danny walks over to Dreadful who is eyeing Danny.
Danny Brannigan:
David Dreadful, I was wondering if I could get your comments on Michael James and TJ Pain?
David still eyes Danny before shoving the mic away.
David Dreadful:
No comment.
David gets in his car and slams the door shut. The car starts up as Danny looks confused. The corvette backs out and drives out of the parking lot. Danny turns and looks at the camera.
Danny Brannigan:
Well um, I guess Dreadful has nothing to say about'em.
Danny shrugs and walks away as the scene slowly fades away.
