Post by johnnycraven on Jun 21, 2007 23:12:59 GMT -5
Cameras Fade In:
Scene opens up to the gym where Johnny Craven's ladders were delivered. Chuck Watson and "Sweet" Willy Carter are no where to be found (thank goodness). Johnny Craven is seen wailing away on the punching bags. A small t.v. is seen sitting on a chair, a few feet from where Craven is boxing. Danny Vice's latest promo begins to air on the t.v. and Craven stops boxing and just stares at the t.v. for a while. Once Vice's promo ends, Johnny Craven continues to wail away on the punching bags. Eventually, Creeping Death's latest promo airs. Craven looks quickly at the t.v. and begins to wail away harder on the punching bags, with every bullshit thing that CD is saying on his promo. As Craven continues to watch CD's promo, he starts to box harder. Eventually, the chain holding the punching bag up, snaps and falls quickly to the floor. Johnny Craven then picks the whole thing up and throws it across the gym, where it crashes into some boxes and steel chairs and such. Then, Craven just glares hard at CD's vignette on the t.v. Once CD's promo ends, Craven pulls up another chair and sits down and lowers his head and sits in silence. After a few minutes, a car is heard coming to a screeching halt outside. Hank Brown is then seen walking into the gym and walking over to where Craven is sitting.
Hank Brown: Oh shit. I didn't think I'd have to interview you again. The last time I interviewed you, you had my ass walking through freakin Castlevania to find you. All them damn whispers and no lights. I hated that damn place.
Johnny Craven: It's just an old chemical factory, nothing more. Why are you here?
Hank Brown: Well, after seeing Danny Vice's promo and CD's promo earlier today, I just wanted to see how you were holding up. Those were some pretty damn harsh responses from both Vice and CD. That's all I wanted to do.
Johnny Craven: Well, as long as your here, I'll talk for a while. Don't worry Hank. I ain't going to bore you with anymore of my ghost stories. I just want to do an honest to goodness interview. I need to get a lot of things off my chest. It's going to be alright.
Hank Brown sighs in relief and begins to ask questions.
Hank Brown: My first question is this. I'm sure you've seen both Vice's promo and CD's promo. What are your thoughts?
Johnny Craven: My thoughts? You saw the damn promos. What the hell do you think my thoughts are? If you were me, what would your response be?
Hank Brown: Well, I'd be pretty pissed. I mean, anybody that bashes on me like that would certainly have me up in a frenzy.
Johnny Craven: First of all, you'd never, in a million years, hear me say "it would certainly have me up in a frenzy." Why in the hell would you think I'd say something like that? I'll tell you what, why don't you be a good interviewer and sit there and listen. I've heard what Danny Vice had to say about me. Yeah it was comical. It made me laugh. Then, I heard what Creeping Death said about me. He mocked my promos. He said I was boring, that I was dull. Danny Vice said the same thing. He even went so far as to hiring people to impersonate me. Hank, Vice wanted to portray Johnny Craven as a biker in drag. A biker in fucking drag! My promos have been mocked, laughed at and above all else, they're already claiming victory at Explosion.
Hank Brown nods in agreement. He also begins to view the ladders inside the ring.
Johnny Craven: Are you getting all this Hank? I will admit, their words are starting to get to me. They're starting to break me. Hank, I feel like I'm beginning to lose my edge here. I mean, I'm letting simple promos get to me. We may be seeing the beginning of the demise of Johnny Craven.
At this point, Johnny Craven refuses to say anything else. He just lowers his head. Hank tries to encourage him to say a few more things, but to no avail. Johnny Craven just sits there in total silence. Hank tells Craven that they will finish their interview another day, and walks away. The cameras pan back over to Johnny Craven, who finally looks up with that same sick smile. He starts to laugh a little bit as the scene fades.
Cameras Fade Out.
Scene opens up to the gym where Johnny Craven's ladders were delivered. Chuck Watson and "Sweet" Willy Carter are no where to be found (thank goodness). Johnny Craven is seen wailing away on the punching bags. A small t.v. is seen sitting on a chair, a few feet from where Craven is boxing. Danny Vice's latest promo begins to air on the t.v. and Craven stops boxing and just stares at the t.v. for a while. Once Vice's promo ends, Johnny Craven continues to wail away on the punching bags. Eventually, Creeping Death's latest promo airs. Craven looks quickly at the t.v. and begins to wail away harder on the punching bags, with every bullshit thing that CD is saying on his promo. As Craven continues to watch CD's promo, he starts to box harder. Eventually, the chain holding the punching bag up, snaps and falls quickly to the floor. Johnny Craven then picks the whole thing up and throws it across the gym, where it crashes into some boxes and steel chairs and such. Then, Craven just glares hard at CD's vignette on the t.v. Once CD's promo ends, Craven pulls up another chair and sits down and lowers his head and sits in silence. After a few minutes, a car is heard coming to a screeching halt outside. Hank Brown is then seen walking into the gym and walking over to where Craven is sitting.
Hank Brown: Oh shit. I didn't think I'd have to interview you again. The last time I interviewed you, you had my ass walking through freakin Castlevania to find you. All them damn whispers and no lights. I hated that damn place.
Johnny Craven: It's just an old chemical factory, nothing more. Why are you here?
Hank Brown: Well, after seeing Danny Vice's promo and CD's promo earlier today, I just wanted to see how you were holding up. Those were some pretty damn harsh responses from both Vice and CD. That's all I wanted to do.
Johnny Craven: Well, as long as your here, I'll talk for a while. Don't worry Hank. I ain't going to bore you with anymore of my ghost stories. I just want to do an honest to goodness interview. I need to get a lot of things off my chest. It's going to be alright.
Hank Brown sighs in relief and begins to ask questions.
Hank Brown: My first question is this. I'm sure you've seen both Vice's promo and CD's promo. What are your thoughts?
Johnny Craven: My thoughts? You saw the damn promos. What the hell do you think my thoughts are? If you were me, what would your response be?
Hank Brown: Well, I'd be pretty pissed. I mean, anybody that bashes on me like that would certainly have me up in a frenzy.
Johnny Craven: First of all, you'd never, in a million years, hear me say "it would certainly have me up in a frenzy." Why in the hell would you think I'd say something like that? I'll tell you what, why don't you be a good interviewer and sit there and listen. I've heard what Danny Vice had to say about me. Yeah it was comical. It made me laugh. Then, I heard what Creeping Death said about me. He mocked my promos. He said I was boring, that I was dull. Danny Vice said the same thing. He even went so far as to hiring people to impersonate me. Hank, Vice wanted to portray Johnny Craven as a biker in drag. A biker in fucking drag! My promos have been mocked, laughed at and above all else, they're already claiming victory at Explosion.
Hank Brown nods in agreement. He also begins to view the ladders inside the ring.
Johnny Craven: Are you getting all this Hank? I will admit, their words are starting to get to me. They're starting to break me. Hank, I feel like I'm beginning to lose my edge here. I mean, I'm letting simple promos get to me. We may be seeing the beginning of the demise of Johnny Craven.
At this point, Johnny Craven refuses to say anything else. He just lowers his head. Hank tries to encourage him to say a few more things, but to no avail. Johnny Craven just sits there in total silence. Hank tells Craven that they will finish their interview another day, and walks away. The cameras pan back over to Johnny Craven, who finally looks up with that same sick smile. He starts to laugh a little bit as the scene fades.
Cameras Fade Out.
