Post by Caliban on Jan 6, 2014 5:36:04 GMT -5
We open on one of the WCF camera dropping off his more expensive equipment and grabbing a handy cam to film crowd reaction shots as they are leaving the arena as he walks back out of the truck he is met with a surprise
Allo Mikey
He almost drops his camera in surprise, Jordan Caliban is sitting on the roof of a car, hood up, joint lit and skateboard at his side
Jordy? Dude you aren't supposed to be here, you aren't cleared till next week
Just shut up and turn the damn handy cam on would you kid, I need to say something and the gorillas at the door wont let me in there to say it in person
We switch from a regular camera to the Handy cam view and Caliban pulls his hood in tighter so the shadows mask only his blue eyes and the whites of a terrifying smile
I get the feeling that there are too many people in this company who either don't know or don't remember just who in the hell I am! So let me tell you, again, ladies and gentlemen the man who stands in front of you was once a man obsessed with the spotlight, flying highish with a moment in the sun, you are looking at a guy who's entire life in the ring would be cut down to a highlight reel while much bigger, much slower and much much dumber wrestlers got the title shots and the limo's, this right here
He bangs on the hood of the car
Is my dressing room, my private jet, my million dollar tour bus, it's where I eat and much more than I would like its where I sleep and Corey Black has the fucking balls to act like he is still one of the boys when he strolls in and out of his private dressing room, and he actually has the nerve to offer it to me? Fuck that Ill stick with my rusted to fuck car. And as for Miss Twilight I'll see you when the dust settles for that handshake and to sign that contract so I can finally lock you in a cage where you belong 2014 is the year of the Caliban and I will take every single step to make sure its starts with the blood bath I have been craving the minute I met the piece of trash who pretends to run this company.
Caliban hops off the car and onto his feet walking towards the camera hands wide
A lot of people wonder why a generation of people are worth nothing and live and act like we are worth nothing and so when one of us is smart enough to believe that he is something they band together and tear him down. Let me tell you why we act like we are nothing, scrambling for your attention and your money and your approval, its because of you, everyone of you middle aged obsessed with money and control pieces of crap, you wanna know why 16 year old's are pulling glocks on the fucking street? Because you made them believe that money and fear are the only ways to get respect and walking over anyone you can, ANYONE YOU DEEM SMALLER THAN YOU, just so your pathetic star can burn that little bit longer and then when we go away you forget, but now we are coming back, Something you were all stupid enough to forget this way comes
The camera cuts and we go back to the regular TV camera
OK whatever your name is holding the big camera, you can fuck off now
Feed ends
Allo Mikey
He almost drops his camera in surprise, Jordan Caliban is sitting on the roof of a car, hood up, joint lit and skateboard at his side
Jordy? Dude you aren't supposed to be here, you aren't cleared till next week
Just shut up and turn the damn handy cam on would you kid, I need to say something and the gorillas at the door wont let me in there to say it in person
We switch from a regular camera to the Handy cam view and Caliban pulls his hood in tighter so the shadows mask only his blue eyes and the whites of a terrifying smile
I get the feeling that there are too many people in this company who either don't know or don't remember just who in the hell I am! So let me tell you, again, ladies and gentlemen the man who stands in front of you was once a man obsessed with the spotlight, flying highish with a moment in the sun, you are looking at a guy who's entire life in the ring would be cut down to a highlight reel while much bigger, much slower and much much dumber wrestlers got the title shots and the limo's, this right here
He bangs on the hood of the car
Is my dressing room, my private jet, my million dollar tour bus, it's where I eat and much more than I would like its where I sleep and Corey Black has the fucking balls to act like he is still one of the boys when he strolls in and out of his private dressing room, and he actually has the nerve to offer it to me? Fuck that Ill stick with my rusted to fuck car. And as for Miss Twilight I'll see you when the dust settles for that handshake and to sign that contract so I can finally lock you in a cage where you belong 2014 is the year of the Caliban and I will take every single step to make sure its starts with the blood bath I have been craving the minute I met the piece of trash who pretends to run this company.
Caliban hops off the car and onto his feet walking towards the camera hands wide
A lot of people wonder why a generation of people are worth nothing and live and act like we are worth nothing and so when one of us is smart enough to believe that he is something they band together and tear him down. Let me tell you why we act like we are nothing, scrambling for your attention and your money and your approval, its because of you, everyone of you middle aged obsessed with money and control pieces of crap, you wanna know why 16 year old's are pulling glocks on the fucking street? Because you made them believe that money and fear are the only ways to get respect and walking over anyone you can, ANYONE YOU DEEM SMALLER THAN YOU, just so your pathetic star can burn that little bit longer and then when we go away you forget, but now we are coming back, Something you were all stupid enough to forget this way comes
The camera cuts and we go back to the regular TV camera
OK whatever your name is holding the big camera, you can fuck off now
Feed ends
