Post by Steve Orbit on Sept 29, 2012 13:55:24 GMT -5
[Somewhere in Pennsylvania... scene opens inside the showroom of a luxury car dealership. There are many beautiful cars placed throughout the large showroom. Rolls Royce, Maserati, Aston Martin, Bentley-- all of the ultra-luxury brands are represented. The camera stops on a Lamborghini Murcielago. There are two young Korean girls standing outside the car, peeking in the windows and talking about the car with excitement. The girls look familiar... yes, they are the two girls that Golden Joey "acquired" a few weeks ago from the Korean pimp, Gidung Seobang. However, they look much different now-- healthy, clean, vibrant and beautiful. As the camera pans around the Lamborghini, we notice that the driver's side door is up (it has suicide doors), and sitting inside is "The Mack" Steve Orbit. It seems as if he's just finished taking a look around inside the car. He steps out of the car and carefully closes the door. A salesman appears from practically out of nowhere.]
Salesman: So, you thinking about the Murcielago? This is the LP 670-4 SuperVeloce-- sick, sick car. Zero to sixty in 2.8 seconds, 661 horsepower--
Steve Orbit: [cutting him off] I know about the fuckin' car, homie. I came here specifically for this car.
Salesman: Alright! Well, we can sign the papers right now--
Steve Orbit: [cutting him off again] I'll let you know when I'm ready. Now get on outta here before I change my mind.
[The salesman smiles and nods, realizing he's about to get a sweet commission, and quickly walks away. Orbit turns to the girls.]
Steve Orbit: What y'all think?
[The girls jump up and down with excitement and start to hug Steve.]
Steve Orbit: [laughs] I'll assume that means you like it.
["P.I.M.P" by 50 Cent ringtone is heard... Orbit answers his cellphone.]
Steve Orbit: Yo. ... Hank, what's up? ... Shit, yeah, about that... ... I know, you right. I know you busy this week, War week. Tell you what, I'm down at this car dealership about to cop me a Lambo. Why don't you meet me down here? ... Aight, cool.
[Orbit gives the address to the dealership and then ends the phone call. He walks around with the girls, looking at some of the other cars, and after a few minutes, Hank Brown walks into the dealership. His eyes get wide as he admires some of the cars, touching them as if he's checking to see if they're real. Snapping out of it, he notices the Mack and his two female companions. He walks over to them, standing next to a Bentley Mulsanne.]
Hank Brown: Good afternoon, Mack.
Steve Orbit: Sup, homie. Let's go over there.
[Orbit motions to a "waiting" section of the dealership, a beautifully furnished area in the corner. They begin to walk towards the area, with Orbit's pair of girls following close behind.]
Hank Brown: You sure they won't mind if we do the interview here?
Steve Orbit: Shit, I'm about to drop half a mil in here. I could throw a fuckin' party if I want to.
[Hank shrugs. As they reach the area, Hank sits on a fine leather chair-- Orbit and his girls sit on a matching couch. The same salesman from earlier walks up.]
Salesman: Can I get you gentlemen anything?
Steve Orbit: Hank, you want anything?
Hank Brown: Um... a water would be great, please.
Steve Orbit: Yeah man, get my man over here a water, and a couple sodas for the ladies... and I'll take a coffee, cream and extra sugar.
Salesman: Right away, sir.
[The salesman leaves.]
Hank Brown: So, who are your friends?
Steve Orbit: These two? They just a couple friends. Their names are Tina and Kiki. They went through some shit a while back, so I'm just takin' them around with me, showin' them the good life, you feel me?
Hank Brown: Well, nice to meet you ladies.
[The girls just smile and nod.]
Steve Orbit: [laughs] Their English ain't so great, but we workin' on it... anyway, let's get started, let's talk about War, man.
Hank Brown: Right, of course. Steve, this will be your first War, and I believe this will top Ultimate Showdown as the biggest match of your career thus far--
Steve Orbit: Let me stop you right there, man. Yeah, it's a big match, yeah, it's a being hyped up like it's the biggest event of the year-- that's what Seth wants. This is a big deal for Seth. It's all about hype-- selling seats, advertising, PPV sales, merchandise. He's playing everyone else and getting them all worked up about War, but what does it really matter to a guy like me? Anyone who's pullin' weight around here is gonna end up gettin' a World Title shot eventually anyway. Shit, I know I'm due.
Hank Brown: Let me get this straight--
[The salesman returns with Orbit's coffee, Hank's water and two cans of soda. He places them on the table, Hank says "thank you" and Orbit just nods. The salesman quickly leaves.]
Hank Brown: Let me get this straight-- are you saying that War is "no big deal"?
Steve Orbit: It's a big deal, I mean, I wanna win like everyone else wanna win. But I ain't losing sleep over it like some of these other dudes. Look, in a match like this... there's a lot of luck involved, you know what I'm sayin'? Technically, the best wrestler ain't necessarily guaranteed to win... but one thing is for sure, it's gonna be a hell of a show. It's gonna be a lot of chaos. So when my name gets called to go in, I'm just gonna go in and do what I always do. I'ma fight. I'm a hundred percent, and I'ma give it my best shot. The smart ones are puttin' their money on two or three people in particular, and I think I'm one of those people.
Hank Brown: So you consider yourself a front runner?
Steve Orbit: [laughs] Of course I do, Hank. I'm one of the smartest mother fuckers on the WCF roster, and I got more stamina than maybe anyone else here. I can take a lickin' and keep on tickin'. That's been one of my biggest strengths throughout my whole fuckin' career. If there's anyone on the roster who has the skillset necessary to win a match like this, it's me. A couple other guys too that are lookin' good, but I'm definitely gonna shine at War. No doubt.
Hank Brown: If I may ask, who are the other guys that are looking good?
Steve Orbit: [laughs] I'm not sayin' nothin'. I dont wanna gas nobody up. There's enough ego in the locker room already.
Hank Brown: Alright, I understand why you wouldn't want to say. Why don't we do this. I'll throw out some names... some of the potential front runners that the WCF universe is talking about. And you respond accordingly. Sounds good?
Steve Orbit: Yeah, I'm cool with that.
Hank Brown: Alright, let's start with last year's winner. Johnny Reb.
Steve Orbit: Johnny Reb is a great competitor, man. He's a good example of what I was talking about before-- he's smart. The War match is a thinker's match, homie. You ain't gonna win this thing on force, you gonna win it by out-thinking everyone else. But Reb... I don't see lightning striking twice, you feel me? He'll put on a good show, but I don't see him as a potential winner this year.
Hank Brown: Ok. How about someone who you faced last week. The leader of the Church of the Dark Saints, Oblivion.
Steve Orbit: I said it last week, I'll say it again-- Oblivion is a fuckin' beast, man. He's actually someone who I would say has a good shot in this match. With that being said though, he's gonna be a target. Big guys like him... you'll see two, three guys team up to eliminate the big guys. That's their disadvantage. That, and a man that size don't really have the stamina. If he goes in early, he's gonna have a rough time keepin' up with everyone. But who knows-- if the Church got Oblivion's back, and they keep mother fuckers like me away from him... he could end up on top.
Hank Brown: Speaking of the Church, let's talk about a man who you are no stranger to. Let's talk about Nathan von Leibert.
Steve Orbit: Nasty Nate! [laughs] He ain't good enough, man. He ain't good enough to win War. He's too fuckin' unstable. He's too distracted. He don't have the clarity of mind that it's gonna take to survive in the War environment. That's real talk, homie. Don't get me wrong-- he'll do some damage while he's in there, and he's a tough mother fucker, but in my opinion he has no chance of winning War. No chance.
Hank Brown: Alright, let's switch gears and talk Pantheon members. How about Jeff Purse?
Steve Orbit: Purse is... yeah, Purse is someone to watch out for. He's got the stamina, he's got the intelligence, he's got the heart. The only criticism I could really give about Jeff Purse is he goes high-risk a lot. That's something that could cost him in the War match. But if he sticks to the ground game, and plays his cards right... he could be a potential winner, for sure.
Hank Brown: How about his on-again off-again tag team partner and Pantheon stablemate, Polar Phantasm?
Steve Orbit: Sheeit, Phantasm? This dude is about to do some big things. I think Polar Phantasm will be in the World Title picture in the near future, whether he wins War or not-- but as far as War, he's got as good a chance as anyone, you know what I'm sayin'. I don't really see anything holding him back, except maybe his friendships. He got a lot of friends and partners in the match, and he's a good dude, a loyal dude. He ain't a backstabber. I think he would eliminate himself to save one of his friends. I just think that's the type of guy he is. But I could be wrong... either way, he's a guy who should be on everyone's list of potential winners.
Hank Brown: Speaking of backstabbers, let's talk about Odin Balfore.
Steve Orbit: [laughs] Good one, Hank. Look, Odin's the first one in-- his odds of winning are very, very low. I mean, I've said enough about Odin in the last couple months, everyone knows what went down between us and how I feel about him now. Still, I owe him a fuckin' Pimp Slap and I'll be lookin' to give it to him-- that is, if he's still in the match when my name gets called. He's smart, and he's swift for a big guy... if he was comin' in near the end, he might have a shot, but that first slot, that's what gonna do him in. I would say zero chance of Odin Balfore winning.
Hank Brown: How about another guy that you faced last week, the WCF Television champion. How do you feel about Eric Price's odds?
Steve Orbit: Eric Price is so fuckin' slimy, so fuckin' dispicable... I dunno homie, I mean, he really could win this thing. Dude has been unstoppable. Only problem he's got is that nobody-- I mean nobody-- likes his ass, and that makes him a target. I know I'm not alone when I say I'll be lookin' out for him, and I wouldn't mind being the mother fucker who eliminates Eric Price. But like I said, he's slimy... his snake ass could slither his way through everyone and come out as the winner of War, for real.
Hank Brown: Alright, a couple more and then I'll let you get back to your business here. There is one slot that could change the night of War, depending on who wins the World Title match. If Jonny Fly were to lose the World title to FPV or Waylon Cash, how do you think he would fare in the War match?
Steve Orbit: How do I think he would fare? I think it would turn into Jonny Fly versus the WCF. Every single person in the ring would be tryin' to be the one to eliminate Fly. Put it this way-- I think it would be more meaningful to be the one to pin Jonny Fly during War, than to be the winner of the mother fuckin' War. I could see my boy Waylon Cash winning the World Title, and Fly taking his spot in the War match-- it's a possibility. And like I said, if that does happen... either Fly will make the most dominant showing of his career and win War, or he will be singled out and beaten severely by five or ten guys. I'm sayin' he gets singled out and beaten, but we'll see.
Hank Brown: Interesting way of looking at things. So, one last participant I'd like to ask you about-- this person is the only other War winner in the match--
Steve Orbit: [cutting him off] Man, can't I go one day without somebody askin' me about this shit?
Hank Brown: Of course I'm talking about 'Sarah Twi--
Steve Orbit: LOGAN. You talkin' about Logan, a fuckin' MAN named Logan.
Hank Brown: Yes. Right.
Steve Orbit: If I see her-- HIM-- if I see him in the War match, I'ma go straight for him. I can't wait to get my hands on him.
Hank Brown: [laughs] I think the feeling is mutual--
Steve Orbit: HA, HA. Very funny, Hank. This mother fucker give me the creeps, yo... Yeah, if I see this fuckin' freaky mother fucker at War, you can best believe I'ma be the one to take him out of the match, and maybe take him out of wrestling, period. Maybe take him off this fuckin' planet. That's all I'm sayin' about it.
Hank Brown: Ok, fair enough, fair enough. Well Mack, I wish you luck on your first War match, and I think the fans are very excited to see how things turn out for you.
Steve Orbit: Yeah, thanks for meeting me here-- and I'm excited too, man. I'm just not obsessin' about it like half these mother fuckers. It's just another night goin' to work. I can guarantee my fans this, though-- even if I don't win, you'll see another impressive display from the Mack. I'll do what I always do. I'll prove why I'm in the position I'm in right now in this company, and I'll prove why I'm one of the most talked-about mother fuckers currently on the WCF roster. I'm goin' in hard-- no mercy. The only mercy y'all gettin' from me is this mother fuckin' Lamborghini Mercy-lago I'm about to drive on outta here. Y'all can count on me.
[Hank and Orbit stand up and shake hands, and Hank leaves. Orbit motions for his girls to follow him, and he walks towards a section of the dealership that says "SALES". Orbit is met by the same salesman as before, and they walk into an office. Fade out.]
Salesman: So, you thinking about the Murcielago? This is the LP 670-4 SuperVeloce-- sick, sick car. Zero to sixty in 2.8 seconds, 661 horsepower--
Steve Orbit: [cutting him off] I know about the fuckin' car, homie. I came here specifically for this car.
Salesman: Alright! Well, we can sign the papers right now--
Steve Orbit: [cutting him off again] I'll let you know when I'm ready. Now get on outta here before I change my mind.
[The salesman smiles and nods, realizing he's about to get a sweet commission, and quickly walks away. Orbit turns to the girls.]
Steve Orbit: What y'all think?
[The girls jump up and down with excitement and start to hug Steve.]
Steve Orbit: [laughs] I'll assume that means you like it.
["P.I.M.P" by 50 Cent ringtone is heard... Orbit answers his cellphone.]
Steve Orbit: Yo. ... Hank, what's up? ... Shit, yeah, about that... ... I know, you right. I know you busy this week, War week. Tell you what, I'm down at this car dealership about to cop me a Lambo. Why don't you meet me down here? ... Aight, cool.
[Orbit gives the address to the dealership and then ends the phone call. He walks around with the girls, looking at some of the other cars, and after a few minutes, Hank Brown walks into the dealership. His eyes get wide as he admires some of the cars, touching them as if he's checking to see if they're real. Snapping out of it, he notices the Mack and his two female companions. He walks over to them, standing next to a Bentley Mulsanne.]
Hank Brown: Good afternoon, Mack.
Steve Orbit: Sup, homie. Let's go over there.
[Orbit motions to a "waiting" section of the dealership, a beautifully furnished area in the corner. They begin to walk towards the area, with Orbit's pair of girls following close behind.]
Hank Brown: You sure they won't mind if we do the interview here?
Steve Orbit: Shit, I'm about to drop half a mil in here. I could throw a fuckin' party if I want to.
[Hank shrugs. As they reach the area, Hank sits on a fine leather chair-- Orbit and his girls sit on a matching couch. The same salesman from earlier walks up.]
Salesman: Can I get you gentlemen anything?
Steve Orbit: Hank, you want anything?
Hank Brown: Um... a water would be great, please.
Steve Orbit: Yeah man, get my man over here a water, and a couple sodas for the ladies... and I'll take a coffee, cream and extra sugar.
Salesman: Right away, sir.
[The salesman leaves.]
Hank Brown: So, who are your friends?
Steve Orbit: These two? They just a couple friends. Their names are Tina and Kiki. They went through some shit a while back, so I'm just takin' them around with me, showin' them the good life, you feel me?
Hank Brown: Well, nice to meet you ladies.
[The girls just smile and nod.]
Steve Orbit: [laughs] Their English ain't so great, but we workin' on it... anyway, let's get started, let's talk about War, man.
Hank Brown: Right, of course. Steve, this will be your first War, and I believe this will top Ultimate Showdown as the biggest match of your career thus far--
Steve Orbit: Let me stop you right there, man. Yeah, it's a big match, yeah, it's a being hyped up like it's the biggest event of the year-- that's what Seth wants. This is a big deal for Seth. It's all about hype-- selling seats, advertising, PPV sales, merchandise. He's playing everyone else and getting them all worked up about War, but what does it really matter to a guy like me? Anyone who's pullin' weight around here is gonna end up gettin' a World Title shot eventually anyway. Shit, I know I'm due.
Hank Brown: Let me get this straight--
[The salesman returns with Orbit's coffee, Hank's water and two cans of soda. He places them on the table, Hank says "thank you" and Orbit just nods. The salesman quickly leaves.]
Hank Brown: Let me get this straight-- are you saying that War is "no big deal"?
Steve Orbit: It's a big deal, I mean, I wanna win like everyone else wanna win. But I ain't losing sleep over it like some of these other dudes. Look, in a match like this... there's a lot of luck involved, you know what I'm sayin'? Technically, the best wrestler ain't necessarily guaranteed to win... but one thing is for sure, it's gonna be a hell of a show. It's gonna be a lot of chaos. So when my name gets called to go in, I'm just gonna go in and do what I always do. I'ma fight. I'm a hundred percent, and I'ma give it my best shot. The smart ones are puttin' their money on two or three people in particular, and I think I'm one of those people.
Hank Brown: So you consider yourself a front runner?
Steve Orbit: [laughs] Of course I do, Hank. I'm one of the smartest mother fuckers on the WCF roster, and I got more stamina than maybe anyone else here. I can take a lickin' and keep on tickin'. That's been one of my biggest strengths throughout my whole fuckin' career. If there's anyone on the roster who has the skillset necessary to win a match like this, it's me. A couple other guys too that are lookin' good, but I'm definitely gonna shine at War. No doubt.
Hank Brown: If I may ask, who are the other guys that are looking good?
Steve Orbit: [laughs] I'm not sayin' nothin'. I dont wanna gas nobody up. There's enough ego in the locker room already.
Hank Brown: Alright, I understand why you wouldn't want to say. Why don't we do this. I'll throw out some names... some of the potential front runners that the WCF universe is talking about. And you respond accordingly. Sounds good?
Steve Orbit: Yeah, I'm cool with that.
Hank Brown: Alright, let's start with last year's winner. Johnny Reb.
Steve Orbit: Johnny Reb is a great competitor, man. He's a good example of what I was talking about before-- he's smart. The War match is a thinker's match, homie. You ain't gonna win this thing on force, you gonna win it by out-thinking everyone else. But Reb... I don't see lightning striking twice, you feel me? He'll put on a good show, but I don't see him as a potential winner this year.
Hank Brown: Ok. How about someone who you faced last week. The leader of the Church of the Dark Saints, Oblivion.
Steve Orbit: I said it last week, I'll say it again-- Oblivion is a fuckin' beast, man. He's actually someone who I would say has a good shot in this match. With that being said though, he's gonna be a target. Big guys like him... you'll see two, three guys team up to eliminate the big guys. That's their disadvantage. That, and a man that size don't really have the stamina. If he goes in early, he's gonna have a rough time keepin' up with everyone. But who knows-- if the Church got Oblivion's back, and they keep mother fuckers like me away from him... he could end up on top.
Hank Brown: Speaking of the Church, let's talk about a man who you are no stranger to. Let's talk about Nathan von Leibert.
Steve Orbit: Nasty Nate! [laughs] He ain't good enough, man. He ain't good enough to win War. He's too fuckin' unstable. He's too distracted. He don't have the clarity of mind that it's gonna take to survive in the War environment. That's real talk, homie. Don't get me wrong-- he'll do some damage while he's in there, and he's a tough mother fucker, but in my opinion he has no chance of winning War. No chance.
Hank Brown: Alright, let's switch gears and talk Pantheon members. How about Jeff Purse?
Steve Orbit: Purse is... yeah, Purse is someone to watch out for. He's got the stamina, he's got the intelligence, he's got the heart. The only criticism I could really give about Jeff Purse is he goes high-risk a lot. That's something that could cost him in the War match. But if he sticks to the ground game, and plays his cards right... he could be a potential winner, for sure.
Hank Brown: How about his on-again off-again tag team partner and Pantheon stablemate, Polar Phantasm?
Steve Orbit: Sheeit, Phantasm? This dude is about to do some big things. I think Polar Phantasm will be in the World Title picture in the near future, whether he wins War or not-- but as far as War, he's got as good a chance as anyone, you know what I'm sayin'. I don't really see anything holding him back, except maybe his friendships. He got a lot of friends and partners in the match, and he's a good dude, a loyal dude. He ain't a backstabber. I think he would eliminate himself to save one of his friends. I just think that's the type of guy he is. But I could be wrong... either way, he's a guy who should be on everyone's list of potential winners.
Hank Brown: Speaking of backstabbers, let's talk about Odin Balfore.
Steve Orbit: [laughs] Good one, Hank. Look, Odin's the first one in-- his odds of winning are very, very low. I mean, I've said enough about Odin in the last couple months, everyone knows what went down between us and how I feel about him now. Still, I owe him a fuckin' Pimp Slap and I'll be lookin' to give it to him-- that is, if he's still in the match when my name gets called. He's smart, and he's swift for a big guy... if he was comin' in near the end, he might have a shot, but that first slot, that's what gonna do him in. I would say zero chance of Odin Balfore winning.
Hank Brown: How about another guy that you faced last week, the WCF Television champion. How do you feel about Eric Price's odds?
Steve Orbit: Eric Price is so fuckin' slimy, so fuckin' dispicable... I dunno homie, I mean, he really could win this thing. Dude has been unstoppable. Only problem he's got is that nobody-- I mean nobody-- likes his ass, and that makes him a target. I know I'm not alone when I say I'll be lookin' out for him, and I wouldn't mind being the mother fucker who eliminates Eric Price. But like I said, he's slimy... his snake ass could slither his way through everyone and come out as the winner of War, for real.
Hank Brown: Alright, a couple more and then I'll let you get back to your business here. There is one slot that could change the night of War, depending on who wins the World Title match. If Jonny Fly were to lose the World title to FPV or Waylon Cash, how do you think he would fare in the War match?
Steve Orbit: How do I think he would fare? I think it would turn into Jonny Fly versus the WCF. Every single person in the ring would be tryin' to be the one to eliminate Fly. Put it this way-- I think it would be more meaningful to be the one to pin Jonny Fly during War, than to be the winner of the mother fuckin' War. I could see my boy Waylon Cash winning the World Title, and Fly taking his spot in the War match-- it's a possibility. And like I said, if that does happen... either Fly will make the most dominant showing of his career and win War, or he will be singled out and beaten severely by five or ten guys. I'm sayin' he gets singled out and beaten, but we'll see.
Hank Brown: Interesting way of looking at things. So, one last participant I'd like to ask you about-- this person is the only other War winner in the match--
Steve Orbit: [cutting him off] Man, can't I go one day without somebody askin' me about this shit?
Hank Brown: Of course I'm talking about 'Sarah Twi--
Steve Orbit: LOGAN. You talkin' about Logan, a fuckin' MAN named Logan.
Hank Brown: Yes. Right.
Steve Orbit: If I see her-- HIM-- if I see him in the War match, I'ma go straight for him. I can't wait to get my hands on him.
Hank Brown: [laughs] I think the feeling is mutual--
Steve Orbit: HA, HA. Very funny, Hank. This mother fucker give me the creeps, yo... Yeah, if I see this fuckin' freaky mother fucker at War, you can best believe I'ma be the one to take him out of the match, and maybe take him out of wrestling, period. Maybe take him off this fuckin' planet. That's all I'm sayin' about it.
Hank Brown: Ok, fair enough, fair enough. Well Mack, I wish you luck on your first War match, and I think the fans are very excited to see how things turn out for you.
Steve Orbit: Yeah, thanks for meeting me here-- and I'm excited too, man. I'm just not obsessin' about it like half these mother fuckers. It's just another night goin' to work. I can guarantee my fans this, though-- even if I don't win, you'll see another impressive display from the Mack. I'll do what I always do. I'll prove why I'm in the position I'm in right now in this company, and I'll prove why I'm one of the most talked-about mother fuckers currently on the WCF roster. I'm goin' in hard-- no mercy. The only mercy y'all gettin' from me is this mother fuckin' Lamborghini Mercy-lago I'm about to drive on outta here. Y'all can count on me.
[Hank and Orbit stand up and shake hands, and Hank leaves. Orbit motions for his girls to follow him, and he walks towards a section of the dealership that says "SALES". Orbit is met by the same salesman as before, and they walk into an office. Fade out.]
