Post by Robert Wolf on Jul 13, 2014 16:49:21 GMT -5
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Location: First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, Maryland
Time: Today
Off Camera
The scene opens on a large backstage area at the First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, Maryland probably a loading bay due to the large shutter which can be seen in the in the background, in the foreground a indoor basketball game can be seen going on, it's current 3v3 with 5 of the men being either backstage workers or off duty security guards, however the other one is a dark blonde haired man in his late twenties standing at about 6 foot tall and about 220 pounds. He's wearing a grey short sleeved t-shirt under a Derrick Rose Chicago Bulls jersey a long with a pair of dark green camouflage cargo/combat pants and a pair of Red/Black/White Jordan Flight 45 Basketball Shoes. One of his team mates bounce passes it to him as he charges towards a beat up looking basketball stand and hoop before he jumps up jams it down hard with a double handed jam and then holds on to the hop before swinging back around to land on his feet.
Man: And that my friends is game.
The man shakes hands knocks shoulders with two other men in Chicago Bulls jerseys before going over to the three others and shaking hands and knocking shoulders with them.
Man: Good game guys, you came so close but what can I say I'm just that damn good!
All six men before five of them head off probably back to work as the other spots a brunette woman standing at about 5 foot 5 and in her mid to late 20's, she's dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a pair of black knee high leather high heeled boots and a grey blouse under a maroon coloured ladies retro biker style leather jacket. She has a Canon Legria HF G30 camcorder in her hand. As he walks over to her, she smiles at him.
Woman: So looks like your team won then?
The guy smiles back...
Man: Of course...
Woman: So did you tell them you played college basket ball in Chicago?Unlike the last lot of people you hustled...
The man smirks as if he's very happy with himself.
Man: Of course I told them and in my defence those fools I hustled last time were from Detroit and we all know Detroit sucks!
The woman smiles as she nods her head.
Woman: True...
The woman looks over at an equipment crate and sees a “Game Time Scrimmage” hoodie sitting on top of it, the hoodie a features "Chicago" in embroidered on the front and a Chicago bulls logo embroidered on the left sleeve and contrasting red drawstrings. She tosses it at the man who catches it but looks at her with a puzzled look on his face.
Woman: You've been asked to do a promotional type video for WCF.com to hype up your match against that big mouthed buffoon Caliban...
Man: And what's the hoodie for?
Woman: You're all sweet which doesn't translate well on television supposedly?!
The man still looks at her with a some what puzzled look on her face...
Woman: Hey I'm just going off what Rose said in one of her long winded lectures... Which you would of heard had you been paying attention...
The man smiles before he puts on the hoodie, once the man has the hoodie on the woman lifts the camcorder and presses a few buttons...
Woman: Just remember to say what you're thinking... Okay... And we're recording...
On Camera
The scene opens on me (Robert Wolf in case you hadn't figured that out yet.), I'm standing dressed in a pair of dark green camouflage cargo/combat pants and a pair of Red/Black/White Jordan Flight 45 Basketball Shoes and a Chicago Bulls branded “Game Time Scrimmage” hoodie. I feel a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach as I'm not used to being on camera, sure I did that stint in the Legion and did a few promos but back then it was almost like it wasn't me rather I was speaking for as part of the Legion, now I was speaking for myself and the spotlight was blazing down on me like a deer caught in a hunters scope.
Wolf: Yes it's me Robert Wolf, here back in WCF... I know who would of thought it, me back wrestling for WCF but hey I've been given a chance so I'm going to take it. And this week I've been given the chance to face Caliban, the leader and creator of Sequitus... Now before I start talking about him I want to clear a few things up first cause everyone with even a pinch of common sense knows Caliban likes to twist the truth to suit his needs... Yes I am indeed that Robert Wolf that was part of The Legion, a group which had promise or at least I thought it did till I realise neither of my team had the backbone or manhood to be a real man, they ambushed me backstage and pretty much left me lying in a pool of my own blood after a serious disagreement between us... Now while they were dealt with at the time I find myself standing without the people I thought were my brothers at my back... I'll admit I was foolish to put my trust in to those two and I paid for it but you see what those two failed to do is put me down in the ground and bury me... Now I'm preparing to step back into a WCF ring and they're probably a couple of mall cops at some nickel and dime mall in some small town somewhere... I've been given a second opportunity and I'm going to sure as hell take it... After the failure I need to prove not to the fans or the people in the back but I need to prove to myself that despite that rough and ultimate failure that was The Legion that I deserve to be in the ring... You growing up the one of the important things that was instilled in me is that we don't get anything without proving we deserve it... With the Legion I thought it was my chance to prove I deserved to be in WCF...
I gently shake my head.
Wolf: Boy was I wrong but this time I'm going to do it the right way... I'm not going to look to take a short cut... Everything I accomplish will be because I went out there and proved that I deserved to accomplish it... Which I guess brings me on to our former Internet Champion Caliban... I bet it must burn someone like you that despite all that tough talking you like to do on the internet that you failed to retain your internet championship not to someone like Zombie McMorris or some other internet sensation but to some new comer to the fed... And as sexist or chauvinistic as this might sound I bet someone like you can't bare to have been beaten by a woman...
I look over at Morrigan who's holding the camera and can see she's not to impressed I brought that up.
Wolf: To me it doesn't matter if I get beaten by a woman... In fact I think I may get a beating after this by the woman holding the camera... But to someone like you that thinks they're better than everyone else it must burn at you that you were beaten... And before you come out with excuses for once Caliban be a man and admit you were beaten by a better competitor... I doubt you will though cause its well you, I did my research and it's pretty easy to notice a trend when you win it's cause you were better but when you lose you have what seems a long list of excuses at the ready for such an emergency... Me if I lose as much as it burns me to say but on the night I was beaten by a better competitor... Simple end of... Cause you see I'm secure enough within myself to not need to make up excuses, I have the self belief that I can honestly overcome any obstacle or competitor I just need to improve my game and take that next step and make sure I do everything I can to win... And Caliban I want to give you a heads up despite the fact it's people like you that I can't stand to see in a sport I love like Professional Wrestling, I almost hate you as much as I do any sports team from Detroit.. I'm going to be the bigger man and let you know I'm going to do anything I have to do to make sure I win this match... I don't care if I have to break your neck, send you out of the arena on a stretcher or even end your damn career... People that know me like to see me as a good guy... Outside of the ring... In the ring they know damn well I'm on the most ruthless sons of bitches on the planet... Any weakness I see in that ring, any moment of doubt you have in the ring you can bet your damn loud mouth arse that I'm going to make sure I do everything I can to capitalise on it...
I smirk..
Wolf: A lot of people in wrestling like to talk about respect, how they respect other competitor... With me it's simple I don't care what you do before our match, I don't care if you're a former Internet Champion, I don't care that in your delusional mind you took Orbit, Black and Fly to their limits... I will not show you or anyone else any respect cause with me the only way to earn my respect or admiration is in the middle of that ring when we're facing off, you earn respect the hard way and that's by showing me personally why you deserved me respect... Words or past deeds will not earn you my respect as respect can only be earned in the present and with your actions against me in the middle of the ring in competition... Now I know you're probably going to come out and say that you don't care about my respect and that's fine cause to be honest even if you manage to beat me then someone like you still really isn't going to earn my respect cause I will never respect big mouth bitches like you... And to be honest I really want to hurt you not cause of any other reason than I just don't like you... I don't like the shit that comes out of your mouth, I don't like anything you stand for... Basically I just don't like you period!
I look directly into the camera...
Wolf: Caliban I want you to know when we compete in the ring, all your bullshit excuses, all you past deeds mean only one thing to me... They mean you're everything I hate about this business and unlike the classic fairytale, it doesn't matter whether you're the little piggy that hides in the house made of straw, the house made of sticks or the house made of bricks cause I'm that big bad wolf and not matter what you build your little world around when you step in the ring with me I'll bring the whole motherfucking thing down around your little piggy ears! And Caliban I want you to know in case it still hasn't sunk into the thick head of yours... I DON'T LIKE YOU, I DON'T RESPECT YOU, AND I SURE AS HELL DON'T FEAR YOU!
Morrigan clicks a button and lowers the camera.
Off Camera
Morrigan: And we're done! I just need a name for it...
Wolf: How about “The Wolf vs. The Buffoon”...
She smiles at me...
Morrigan: I like it... I'll send it off to one of the WCF's media people and you can treat me to dinner...
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Location: First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, Maryland
Time: Today
Off Camera
The scene opens on a large backstage area at the First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, Maryland probably a loading bay due to the large shutter which can be seen in the in the background, in the foreground a indoor basketball game can be seen going on, it's current 3v3 with 5 of the men being either backstage workers or off duty security guards, however the other one is a dark blonde haired man in his late twenties standing at about 6 foot tall and about 220 pounds. He's wearing a grey short sleeved t-shirt under a Derrick Rose Chicago Bulls jersey a long with a pair of dark green camouflage cargo/combat pants and a pair of Red/Black/White Jordan Flight 45 Basketball Shoes. One of his team mates bounce passes it to him as he charges towards a beat up looking basketball stand and hoop before he jumps up jams it down hard with a double handed jam and then holds on to the hop before swinging back around to land on his feet.
Man: And that my friends is game.
The man shakes hands knocks shoulders with two other men in Chicago Bulls jerseys before going over to the three others and shaking hands and knocking shoulders with them.
Man: Good game guys, you came so close but what can I say I'm just that damn good!
All six men before five of them head off probably back to work as the other spots a brunette woman standing at about 5 foot 5 and in her mid to late 20's, she's dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a pair of black knee high leather high heeled boots and a grey blouse under a maroon coloured ladies retro biker style leather jacket. She has a Canon Legria HF G30 camcorder in her hand. As he walks over to her, she smiles at him.
Woman: So looks like your team won then?
The guy smiles back...
Man: Of course...
Woman: So did you tell them you played college basket ball in Chicago?Unlike the last lot of people you hustled...
The man smirks as if he's very happy with himself.
Man: Of course I told them and in my defence those fools I hustled last time were from Detroit and we all know Detroit sucks!
The woman smiles as she nods her head.
Woman: True...
The woman looks over at an equipment crate and sees a “Game Time Scrimmage” hoodie sitting on top of it, the hoodie a features "Chicago" in embroidered on the front and a Chicago bulls logo embroidered on the left sleeve and contrasting red drawstrings. She tosses it at the man who catches it but looks at her with a puzzled look on his face.
Woman: You've been asked to do a promotional type video for WCF.com to hype up your match against that big mouthed buffoon Caliban...
Man: And what's the hoodie for?
Woman: You're all sweet which doesn't translate well on television supposedly?!
The man still looks at her with a some what puzzled look on her face...
Woman: Hey I'm just going off what Rose said in one of her long winded lectures... Which you would of heard had you been paying attention...
The man smiles before he puts on the hoodie, once the man has the hoodie on the woman lifts the camcorder and presses a few buttons...
Woman: Just remember to say what you're thinking... Okay... And we're recording...
On Camera
The scene opens on me (Robert Wolf in case you hadn't figured that out yet.), I'm standing dressed in a pair of dark green camouflage cargo/combat pants and a pair of Red/Black/White Jordan Flight 45 Basketball Shoes and a Chicago Bulls branded “Game Time Scrimmage” hoodie. I feel a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach as I'm not used to being on camera, sure I did that stint in the Legion and did a few promos but back then it was almost like it wasn't me rather I was speaking for as part of the Legion, now I was speaking for myself and the spotlight was blazing down on me like a deer caught in a hunters scope.
Wolf: Yes it's me Robert Wolf, here back in WCF... I know who would of thought it, me back wrestling for WCF but hey I've been given a chance so I'm going to take it. And this week I've been given the chance to face Caliban, the leader and creator of Sequitus... Now before I start talking about him I want to clear a few things up first cause everyone with even a pinch of common sense knows Caliban likes to twist the truth to suit his needs... Yes I am indeed that Robert Wolf that was part of The Legion, a group which had promise or at least I thought it did till I realise neither of my team had the backbone or manhood to be a real man, they ambushed me backstage and pretty much left me lying in a pool of my own blood after a serious disagreement between us... Now while they were dealt with at the time I find myself standing without the people I thought were my brothers at my back... I'll admit I was foolish to put my trust in to those two and I paid for it but you see what those two failed to do is put me down in the ground and bury me... Now I'm preparing to step back into a WCF ring and they're probably a couple of mall cops at some nickel and dime mall in some small town somewhere... I've been given a second opportunity and I'm going to sure as hell take it... After the failure I need to prove not to the fans or the people in the back but I need to prove to myself that despite that rough and ultimate failure that was The Legion that I deserve to be in the ring... You growing up the one of the important things that was instilled in me is that we don't get anything without proving we deserve it... With the Legion I thought it was my chance to prove I deserved to be in WCF...
I gently shake my head.
Wolf: Boy was I wrong but this time I'm going to do it the right way... I'm not going to look to take a short cut... Everything I accomplish will be because I went out there and proved that I deserved to accomplish it... Which I guess brings me on to our former Internet Champion Caliban... I bet it must burn someone like you that despite all that tough talking you like to do on the internet that you failed to retain your internet championship not to someone like Zombie McMorris or some other internet sensation but to some new comer to the fed... And as sexist or chauvinistic as this might sound I bet someone like you can't bare to have been beaten by a woman...
I look over at Morrigan who's holding the camera and can see she's not to impressed I brought that up.
Wolf: To me it doesn't matter if I get beaten by a woman... In fact I think I may get a beating after this by the woman holding the camera... But to someone like you that thinks they're better than everyone else it must burn at you that you were beaten... And before you come out with excuses for once Caliban be a man and admit you were beaten by a better competitor... I doubt you will though cause its well you, I did my research and it's pretty easy to notice a trend when you win it's cause you were better but when you lose you have what seems a long list of excuses at the ready for such an emergency... Me if I lose as much as it burns me to say but on the night I was beaten by a better competitor... Simple end of... Cause you see I'm secure enough within myself to not need to make up excuses, I have the self belief that I can honestly overcome any obstacle or competitor I just need to improve my game and take that next step and make sure I do everything I can to win... And Caliban I want to give you a heads up despite the fact it's people like you that I can't stand to see in a sport I love like Professional Wrestling, I almost hate you as much as I do any sports team from Detroit.. I'm going to be the bigger man and let you know I'm going to do anything I have to do to make sure I win this match... I don't care if I have to break your neck, send you out of the arena on a stretcher or even end your damn career... People that know me like to see me as a good guy... Outside of the ring... In the ring they know damn well I'm on the most ruthless sons of bitches on the planet... Any weakness I see in that ring, any moment of doubt you have in the ring you can bet your damn loud mouth arse that I'm going to make sure I do everything I can to capitalise on it...
I smirk..
Wolf: A lot of people in wrestling like to talk about respect, how they respect other competitor... With me it's simple I don't care what you do before our match, I don't care if you're a former Internet Champion, I don't care that in your delusional mind you took Orbit, Black and Fly to their limits... I will not show you or anyone else any respect cause with me the only way to earn my respect or admiration is in the middle of that ring when we're facing off, you earn respect the hard way and that's by showing me personally why you deserved me respect... Words or past deeds will not earn you my respect as respect can only be earned in the present and with your actions against me in the middle of the ring in competition... Now I know you're probably going to come out and say that you don't care about my respect and that's fine cause to be honest even if you manage to beat me then someone like you still really isn't going to earn my respect cause I will never respect big mouth bitches like you... And to be honest I really want to hurt you not cause of any other reason than I just don't like you... I don't like the shit that comes out of your mouth, I don't like anything you stand for... Basically I just don't like you period!
I look directly into the camera...
Wolf: Caliban I want you to know when we compete in the ring, all your bullshit excuses, all you past deeds mean only one thing to me... They mean you're everything I hate about this business and unlike the classic fairytale, it doesn't matter whether you're the little piggy that hides in the house made of straw, the house made of sticks or the house made of bricks cause I'm that big bad wolf and not matter what you build your little world around when you step in the ring with me I'll bring the whole motherfucking thing down around your little piggy ears! And Caliban I want you to know in case it still hasn't sunk into the thick head of yours... I DON'T LIKE YOU, I DON'T RESPECT YOU, AND I SURE AS HELL DON'T FEAR YOU!
Morrigan clicks a button and lowers the camera.
Off Camera
Morrigan: And we're done! I just need a name for it...
Wolf: How about “The Wolf vs. The Buffoon”...
She smiles at me...
Morrigan: I like it... I'll send it off to one of the WCF's media people and you can treat me to dinner...
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