Post by Odin Balfore on Sept 29, 2012 11:08:27 GMT -5
WCF Corp Office
* Odin steps out of a taxi and looks up upon the WCF Corp Office in Reading, PA. Odin slips the driver the few raining bills that he has to his name. and takes a deep breath before turning away and entering the building. *
“ HI Mr. Balfore!”
* Says the security guard with an eager smile and wave while he watches front door from behind the main hall clerks desk. Odin takes a few steps with out really acknowledging the man but side steps over to him anyway to see if his eagerness would prove useful in the form of information about Seth’s whereabouts. With a quick yet casual stride, Odin slides over to the desk and rests his elbows on it. *
“ Hey sweet checks. “
* He says to the main hall clerk who looks to care less or even be bothered by anyone in the world outside the George Clooney interview in the recent edition of Cosmo. She just rolls her eyes complimented by a distasteful sigh. Odin lets his shameless flirting drop to the floor as he turns his attention to the bald, fat and otherwise slobish security guard. *
Odin: So ah- where’s Seth?
Guard: Sorry Mr. Balfore, you know I can’t just give out that information.
Odin: That’s - a.. too bad.
* Says open, jaw agape, slightly licking his lips, getting ready to tempt the guard with a mighty fine offer. *
Odin: ‘Cuz I don’t just hand out cu-pins.
* The guards eyes light up “ cu-pin’s, you say?” you can almost read his mind. Odin has his attention now *
Guard: Ca-can they be used at food an other res-tur-rant type places?
Odin: Sure.
* Odin says cool-ly as he leans in a little bit more to fully get the guards attention. *
Odin: Whatever you want. Just as long as you tell me where Seth is. He IS in today, right?
Guard: Yah, yah. Sure.. Sure.
Odin: Very good.
* The guard leans in and checks his corners quickly as if this was a super secrete conversation. *
Guard: Is it- is it for…
* Dramatic pause. *
Guard: Pizza?
* Odin smiles and nods. *
Odin: yah sure. Pizza.
Guard: Oh’, I hope its deep dish!
* Exclaims the guard as he claps his hands with joy, nearly squealing like a school girl as Odin remains cool calm an collected. *
Odin: As deep as you can take it. So where’s Seth?
Guard: Oh, yah. Yah. Don’t tell anyone but Seth’s up in his office with Mr. um, digger - I think. But I’m under str-strict orders not to let anyone up.
Odin: you’re a good man -
* Odin hangs there for a moment, trying to remember the guards name but failing miserably. *
Guard: It’s Ralphus , sir.
Odin: Right.
* Odin snaps his fingers to keep that name in his memory. *
Odin: Ralphus. You’re a good man Ralphus. And since I’m a man of my word, here ya go.
* Odin reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a coupon for a store that hasn’t existed for about twenty years. He hands it to Raplhus whose too eager to notice that not only is it expired but it’s not even for pizza. *
Odin: Why don’t we just keep this our little secret.
Ralphus: Our secret ?
* Ralphus’s eyes light up again, having been included in a secret with such a high profile WCF star. Odin smiles again and starts to walk away before Ralphus nervously and franticly speaks up again.*
Ralphus: O-O-Odin! Wait! You gotta make sure not to tell anyone, no ones suppose to know Seths here!
* As Ralphus announces it loudly so the entire main hall can hear. Odin turns back though as Ralphus comes out from the desk to greet him. *
Odin: You’re right.
Ralphus: Oh thank you.
Odin: So if anyone asks, I just knock you out.
Ralphus: Good, good. that’s believable- right?
Odin; Well like I said, I’m a man of my word.
WHACK!
* Odin lays out Ralphus with a right hook and snatches the expired coupon from his hand as it falls to the ground. He crumples it and outs it back in his pocket. *
Odin: Just not today.
* Odin immediately heads for the elevator as the scene cuts out. *
________________________
DING
* Top floor of WCF Corp and Seth Lerch office. The Elevator doors open up as Odin steps out and heads down the hall towards Seth office. *
KNOCK KNOCK
* Odin’s thunderous hammer like fist nearly rattles the door of the hinges as you can hear Seth on the other side. *
“ Get out.”
Odin: Seth, it’s Odin.
Seth: Ugh, what do you want? N-Never mind. Come in.
* Odin opens the door to see Seth toiling away at some paperwork, no doubt making sure that WAR XI is all tucked away. *
Seth: What do you need?
Odin: Came to talk to you about WAR XI and that other thing.
Seth: Well all over business has bee taken care of.
* Seth doesn’t bother to even look up from his paper work. *
Seth: Anything else?
Odin: Are you ready for it?
Seth: Odin, it’s our flagship event. Why wouldn’t I?
Odin: I don’t mean if you’re prepared for the match but are you ready for it? Are you ready for Odin Balfore as entry number one, unleashed against the entire roster? Is your mind really wrapping around it? Is anyone’s?
Seth: Its WAR, what do you want from these guys?
Odin: I just want them to show up, to put their neck on the line. Maybe they should take a step back and think about this. Going up against Odin Balfore as he tries to capture what should be his SECOND WAR win? Everyone thinks I won last year. Do you know why they think that? It’s because I wrecked the roster, I wrecked Johnny Reb. This year I’m going that extra mile to secure my victory and my name in this company.
* Seth puts his paper work down and looks up at Odin. *
Seth: I don’t rightly care what you do.
Odin: I know you don’t, that’s why I’m here. I’m tell you flat out that your throwing the roster off a cliff. Into the jaws of a hungry behemoth, right below the waves. Last year, I tied the record for most eliminations. This year I’m breaking it. You got your little guys in there like Reb and Logan or who ever the hell he is this week. I took care of Logan last year and Reb got his but neither one of them is making it past me this year. Everyone’s gonna claim to be a psycho and lover of violence, right? Well I’m going to test each and every single guy that has the displeasure of being in this match. We all gotta jokey right? We all gotta prove right?
I’m not.
Everything I can say, it’s just telling people what they already know. What they don’t is, what Balfore they’re getting. They think I’m some old goon whose got something left to prove or that I’ve gone completely an utter senile but neither are correct. I could have retired and stayed retired ten years ago and still will have more relevant to this industry then anyone else in this company. There’s nothing I have to out an out prove to anyone, no matter who they are. From Tek to Johnny Fly. From Reb to Black. I’m the most accomplished entity that this company has ever had the pleasure of having under contract. That’s what everyone seems to lapse that they are all below Odin Balfore. My antics, my schemes, my jokes. That comes out of boredom. That comes out of boredom while the roster runs ramped with pseudo heels.
* Odin scratches at his chin. *
Odin: Well not I have a problem with that. None of these guys knows what it means to be a heel, to be hated. People are jealous of Fly but they HATED me. They hated me and they’ll hate themselves even more because what they haven’t stumbled on yet is that I’m out smarting everybody. It’s the experience factor that I have, Seth that’s what sets me apart from the rest of the roster an they’re all too dumb to even figure it out. I’m not going to win because I’m simply going to kick their ass physically but mentally as well. The world going to wake up on Sunday, completely unaware of what awaits them at WAR.
I know speed wants to win because it’s his time right? About time that the “ silver lining gimmick” pays off? Pays off during the four month stretch he decides to be in the company? Roy Speede, paying his dues four months at a time. Speedes like a college kid; thinks he can show up to class on the day of the finals and still thinks he learned something, only to find out later that he missed out on the bigger picture. Lets just throw the gimmicks out the window and call things what they really are. Speedes a man who doesn’t want to earn his legacy, he wants to make it with cheap come backs and stand alone matches with out any substance or continuity. What happens after WAR? What happens when he goes back to being that forgotten champion? He’ll puff out his chest and still claim he’s a champion, again, with out a rightful division. Sounds kinda like when he was Tag team champion; doesn’t it? Right now it’s put up or shut up time for guys like Speede, the guys like Joel Hall and the guys like Synn because they have no other choice.
* Seth stands up and walks towards Odin with his head down, periodically lifting it up as he shifts through his thoughts. *
Seth: I want you to punish WCF, Odin. I know that you’re the guy that can do it. That’s why this little partnership exists. Who ever you want, take them out. I gave the spot you wanted after all so that you can achieve maximum collateral damage.
Odin: Collateral damage isn’t even the word. I’m going to make sure that this is the most destructive WAR event you’ve have. If I can pick apart the “ great” Steve Orbit in less then five minutes then what chance does the rest of the roster have? This is the road to ONE, it’s the toll and the sacrifice to even make it past ME an nobody is prepared to make such a sacrifice
Seth: Well I don‘t care what Odin shows up at WAR, just as long as you show up and you win the damn thing. I couldn’t have set up the means to your end any better the what I have. All you have to remember is
- -
* Odin puts his finger in Seth’s chest an interrupts him. *
Odin: Don’t you ever tell me what I have to remember because maybe you forgotten this: The last time you got on my bad side, I put you through a glass table. Well just look behind you. A solid wood desk and a glass window. Now I’ve been feelin generous today, handing out coupons and such so let me give you this guarantee. If you ever cross me again, Lerch- IF you ever do it AGAIN, I’ll come back here, put you through that desk and throw you out if this tenth story window that you use to spy on the men’s yoga studio across the street. This is WAR BALFORE and War is all about the arsenal that you bring to the table. China has Man power, Russia has Vodka, America has nukes, WCF has a bunch of petty squabbling jobbers an I have intelligence and pure brute force.
So while WCF tries to figure out which and come up with another lame “ Odin’s an old Viking “ jokeI’ll be walking through War like beast of a man that I am and WAR will be remember for two things.
Seth: And what is that?
Odin: The complete solidification that Odin Balfore is the most dominant and powerful wrestler in WCF history and the second well.. You’ll see. All you need to know is that it’s perfect….
Seth: And ?
Odin: Champion. Champion Seth. War Champion, soon to be three time world champion.
* Odin steps out of a taxi and looks up upon the WCF Corp Office in Reading, PA. Odin slips the driver the few raining bills that he has to his name. and takes a deep breath before turning away and entering the building. *
“ HI Mr. Balfore!”
* Says the security guard with an eager smile and wave while he watches front door from behind the main hall clerks desk. Odin takes a few steps with out really acknowledging the man but side steps over to him anyway to see if his eagerness would prove useful in the form of information about Seth’s whereabouts. With a quick yet casual stride, Odin slides over to the desk and rests his elbows on it. *
“ Hey sweet checks. “
* He says to the main hall clerk who looks to care less or even be bothered by anyone in the world outside the George Clooney interview in the recent edition of Cosmo. She just rolls her eyes complimented by a distasteful sigh. Odin lets his shameless flirting drop to the floor as he turns his attention to the bald, fat and otherwise slobish security guard. *
Odin: So ah- where’s Seth?
Guard: Sorry Mr. Balfore, you know I can’t just give out that information.
Odin: That’s - a.. too bad.
* Says open, jaw agape, slightly licking his lips, getting ready to tempt the guard with a mighty fine offer. *
Odin: ‘Cuz I don’t just hand out cu-pins.
* The guards eyes light up “ cu-pin’s, you say?” you can almost read his mind. Odin has his attention now *
Guard: Ca-can they be used at food an other res-tur-rant type places?
Odin: Sure.
* Odin says cool-ly as he leans in a little bit more to fully get the guards attention. *
Odin: Whatever you want. Just as long as you tell me where Seth is. He IS in today, right?
Guard: Yah, yah. Sure.. Sure.
Odin: Very good.
* The guard leans in and checks his corners quickly as if this was a super secrete conversation. *
Guard: Is it- is it for…
* Dramatic pause. *
Guard: Pizza?
* Odin smiles and nods. *
Odin: yah sure. Pizza.
Guard: Oh’, I hope its deep dish!
* Exclaims the guard as he claps his hands with joy, nearly squealing like a school girl as Odin remains cool calm an collected. *
Odin: As deep as you can take it. So where’s Seth?
Guard: Oh, yah. Yah. Don’t tell anyone but Seth’s up in his office with Mr. um, digger - I think. But I’m under str-strict orders not to let anyone up.
Odin: you’re a good man -
* Odin hangs there for a moment, trying to remember the guards name but failing miserably. *
Guard: It’s Ralphus , sir.
Odin: Right.
* Odin snaps his fingers to keep that name in his memory. *
Odin: Ralphus. You’re a good man Ralphus. And since I’m a man of my word, here ya go.
* Odin reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a coupon for a store that hasn’t existed for about twenty years. He hands it to Raplhus whose too eager to notice that not only is it expired but it’s not even for pizza. *
Odin: Why don’t we just keep this our little secret.
Ralphus: Our secret ?
* Ralphus’s eyes light up again, having been included in a secret with such a high profile WCF star. Odin smiles again and starts to walk away before Ralphus nervously and franticly speaks up again.*
Ralphus: O-O-Odin! Wait! You gotta make sure not to tell anyone, no ones suppose to know Seths here!
* As Ralphus announces it loudly so the entire main hall can hear. Odin turns back though as Ralphus comes out from the desk to greet him. *
Odin: You’re right.
Ralphus: Oh thank you.
Odin: So if anyone asks, I just knock you out.
Ralphus: Good, good. that’s believable- right?
Odin; Well like I said, I’m a man of my word.
WHACK!
* Odin lays out Ralphus with a right hook and snatches the expired coupon from his hand as it falls to the ground. He crumples it and outs it back in his pocket. *
Odin: Just not today.
* Odin immediately heads for the elevator as the scene cuts out. *
________________________
DING
* Top floor of WCF Corp and Seth Lerch office. The Elevator doors open up as Odin steps out and heads down the hall towards Seth office. *
KNOCK KNOCK
* Odin’s thunderous hammer like fist nearly rattles the door of the hinges as you can hear Seth on the other side. *
“ Get out.”
Odin: Seth, it’s Odin.
Seth: Ugh, what do you want? N-Never mind. Come in.
* Odin opens the door to see Seth toiling away at some paperwork, no doubt making sure that WAR XI is all tucked away. *
Seth: What do you need?
Odin: Came to talk to you about WAR XI and that other thing.
Seth: Well all over business has bee taken care of.
* Seth doesn’t bother to even look up from his paper work. *
Seth: Anything else?
Odin: Are you ready for it?
Seth: Odin, it’s our flagship event. Why wouldn’t I?
Odin: I don’t mean if you’re prepared for the match but are you ready for it? Are you ready for Odin Balfore as entry number one, unleashed against the entire roster? Is your mind really wrapping around it? Is anyone’s?
Seth: Its WAR, what do you want from these guys?
Odin: I just want them to show up, to put their neck on the line. Maybe they should take a step back and think about this. Going up against Odin Balfore as he tries to capture what should be his SECOND WAR win? Everyone thinks I won last year. Do you know why they think that? It’s because I wrecked the roster, I wrecked Johnny Reb. This year I’m going that extra mile to secure my victory and my name in this company.
* Seth puts his paper work down and looks up at Odin. *
Seth: I don’t rightly care what you do.
Odin: I know you don’t, that’s why I’m here. I’m tell you flat out that your throwing the roster off a cliff. Into the jaws of a hungry behemoth, right below the waves. Last year, I tied the record for most eliminations. This year I’m breaking it. You got your little guys in there like Reb and Logan or who ever the hell he is this week. I took care of Logan last year and Reb got his but neither one of them is making it past me this year. Everyone’s gonna claim to be a psycho and lover of violence, right? Well I’m going to test each and every single guy that has the displeasure of being in this match. We all gotta jokey right? We all gotta prove right?
I’m not.
Everything I can say, it’s just telling people what they already know. What they don’t is, what Balfore they’re getting. They think I’m some old goon whose got something left to prove or that I’ve gone completely an utter senile but neither are correct. I could have retired and stayed retired ten years ago and still will have more relevant to this industry then anyone else in this company. There’s nothing I have to out an out prove to anyone, no matter who they are. From Tek to Johnny Fly. From Reb to Black. I’m the most accomplished entity that this company has ever had the pleasure of having under contract. That’s what everyone seems to lapse that they are all below Odin Balfore. My antics, my schemes, my jokes. That comes out of boredom. That comes out of boredom while the roster runs ramped with pseudo heels.
* Odin scratches at his chin. *
Odin: Well not I have a problem with that. None of these guys knows what it means to be a heel, to be hated. People are jealous of Fly but they HATED me. They hated me and they’ll hate themselves even more because what they haven’t stumbled on yet is that I’m out smarting everybody. It’s the experience factor that I have, Seth that’s what sets me apart from the rest of the roster an they’re all too dumb to even figure it out. I’m not going to win because I’m simply going to kick their ass physically but mentally as well. The world going to wake up on Sunday, completely unaware of what awaits them at WAR.
I know speed wants to win because it’s his time right? About time that the “ silver lining gimmick” pays off? Pays off during the four month stretch he decides to be in the company? Roy Speede, paying his dues four months at a time. Speedes like a college kid; thinks he can show up to class on the day of the finals and still thinks he learned something, only to find out later that he missed out on the bigger picture. Lets just throw the gimmicks out the window and call things what they really are. Speedes a man who doesn’t want to earn his legacy, he wants to make it with cheap come backs and stand alone matches with out any substance or continuity. What happens after WAR? What happens when he goes back to being that forgotten champion? He’ll puff out his chest and still claim he’s a champion, again, with out a rightful division. Sounds kinda like when he was Tag team champion; doesn’t it? Right now it’s put up or shut up time for guys like Speede, the guys like Joel Hall and the guys like Synn because they have no other choice.
* Seth stands up and walks towards Odin with his head down, periodically lifting it up as he shifts through his thoughts. *
Seth: I want you to punish WCF, Odin. I know that you’re the guy that can do it. That’s why this little partnership exists. Who ever you want, take them out. I gave the spot you wanted after all so that you can achieve maximum collateral damage.
Odin: Collateral damage isn’t even the word. I’m going to make sure that this is the most destructive WAR event you’ve have. If I can pick apart the “ great” Steve Orbit in less then five minutes then what chance does the rest of the roster have? This is the road to ONE, it’s the toll and the sacrifice to even make it past ME an nobody is prepared to make such a sacrifice
Seth: Well I don‘t care what Odin shows up at WAR, just as long as you show up and you win the damn thing. I couldn’t have set up the means to your end any better the what I have. All you have to remember is
- -
* Odin puts his finger in Seth’s chest an interrupts him. *
Odin: Don’t you ever tell me what I have to remember because maybe you forgotten this: The last time you got on my bad side, I put you through a glass table. Well just look behind you. A solid wood desk and a glass window. Now I’ve been feelin generous today, handing out coupons and such so let me give you this guarantee. If you ever cross me again, Lerch- IF you ever do it AGAIN, I’ll come back here, put you through that desk and throw you out if this tenth story window that you use to spy on the men’s yoga studio across the street. This is WAR BALFORE and War is all about the arsenal that you bring to the table. China has Man power, Russia has Vodka, America has nukes, WCF has a bunch of petty squabbling jobbers an I have intelligence and pure brute force.
So while WCF tries to figure out which and come up with another lame “ Odin’s an old Viking “ jokeI’ll be walking through War like beast of a man that I am and WAR will be remember for two things.
Seth: And what is that?
Odin: The complete solidification that Odin Balfore is the most dominant and powerful wrestler in WCF history and the second well.. You’ll see. All you need to know is that it’s perfect….
Seth: And ?
Odin: Champion. Champion Seth. War Champion, soon to be three time world champion.
