Post by logan on Jan 14, 2007 21:12:19 GMT -5
Logan: Well, well, well.. what do you know?
The scene opens up, Logan standing in the basement of his house with Joe Smith.
Joe Smith: What brings us here, Logan?
Logan: It's been awhile since I've dragged you around with me on countless adventures of joy, but we're back Joe.
Joe Smith: What..? Who's back..?
Logan: You know, people say it like when their back into their spirits again. I feel alive again, Joe. I'm in my first title match since.. that uh, one guy I faced..
Joe Smith: You mean, Tortu--
Logan quickly puts a finger over his lips.
Logan: SHHH! Do you seriously want to be fined two hundred dollars?
Joe Smith: No way.
Logan: Good, because we don't mention that name no more. If we do, we're fined. That's just the way things go. I mean, if I can't face the boudle again.. then why bother mentioning his name? I'd rather mention the great matches I shared with Hellz Angel, or Gravedigger than to dare mention the name of Tor.. er. Don't get me started on this Joe, I wouldn't really want to break law number eight of treachery. But, before you interrupt me boudle I'm going to explain to you why I brought you down to the depths of my house inside my basement. You see Joe Smith, ever since I started become famous in WCF, and the world of wrestling I've been investing a lot of my money into this house. But not from the ground up, more from the ground down. Hush boudle, let me explain more. You've always kept up with WCF I'm sure, and sometimes it's hard to remember what happened the year before as to what has happened now. That's why I, yes I, yes The Face of Treachery has invested thousands of dollars into a little tour I call Memory Lane WCF. I've kept it secret over the last few years, and construction is almost complete. It's become my legacy so to speak, and one I'll open it to the public so it will become WCF's legacy. When that happens though, I'll have to start charging boudles money to enter my WCF museum. Why shouldn't I? You think people can go through this world getting free rides left, and right? I think not. Before we enter my lovely museum of treachery, I will ask you one thing Joe. Whatever you see here stays here, okay?
Joe Smith: Uh, whatever you say Logan.
Logan: I'm serious, boudle.
Joe Smith: As am I. Why do I get the feeling I'm heading into something awfully disappointing, or cheap?
Logan: Don't ask me, boudle. I don't know why that feeling gets inside of you. I don't control your feelings, and to be honest I'm half offended you feel that way.
Joe Smith: Well, boo who Logan I forgot someone like The Face of Treachery actually had feelings.
Logan pauses a second.
Logan: Joe?
Joe Smith: Yes, Logan?
Logan: SHUT UP!
Joe Smith: Sure thing.
Logan: I'm going have to ask you to remove any mental objects you happen to obtain on you.
Joe Smith: Why?
Logan: Well, I told you I've invested quite a sum of money into this museum over the last few years. So, I bought a mental detector.
Joe Smith: That's ridiculous.
Logan: I agree. I shouldn't need one, but you never know what thief happens to stumble into this museum with a gun, a head full of drugs, and a plan to steal a wax figure of myself.
Joe Smith: Trust me, no ne would ever think of stealing anything regarding your image.
Logan grunts.
Logan: Just shut up, and remove any stupid jewelry your wearing IF you even own any.
Joe Smith: Oh, I will, and I hope you have a box big enough to hold my gold!
Logan grabs a small cardboard box, as Joe stands there looking a bit red in the face.
Logan: Well..
Joe Smith removes a watch from his wrist, and places it into the box then just stands there staring at Logan. Logan looks down at the box, and then up to Joe.
Logan: That sure filled the box.
Joe Smith: Yeah well, moneys been tight lately..
Logan: You still don't have that drug problem do you?
Joe Smith: Huh? Oh no, I got over that a long time ago. I don't think I ever really had a drug problem, really. No it's just, I work for WCF.. not much money..
Logan: Oh, right. I can't argue with you about that. Heck, that's why it took me years to get just where I'm at now with the museum.
Joe Smith: Speaking of which, can we freaking get on with the tour.
Logan: Sure. Just follow me.
They make their way up the steps of the basement heading out to the backyard. As Logan walks up the steps with Joe Smith behind him, Logan begins making a beeping noise.
Joe Smith: What's that?
Logan: I don't know.
Logan coughs.
Logan: Beep. Beep.
Joe Smith: Was that you?
Logan: Nope. It must be my mental detector.
Joe Smith: I don't see anything.
Logan: It's built into the walls.
Joe Smith: Uh, sure.. I don't have time for games, Logan.
Logan: Me neither! I thought you removed all hard mental's, or jewelry. Now what you holding, bub?
Joe Smith: Did you just say.. bub?
Logan: Uh, yeah.
Joe Smith: It's bad enough your name is just Logan, so.. maybe you could just stick with boudle.
Logan: Ah, whatever. Look Joe, because me, and you are like this..
Logan crossed his middle finger over his index finger, and literally pushes them in Joe's face.
Logan: I'm going let you pass through my mental detector.
Logan removes his fingers from Joe's face.
Joe Smith: Oh well, how generous of you.
Joe sighs as they finally make it to the backyard to begin Logan's tour.
Joe Smith: What's that..?
Joe points to a pile of soil piled up in Logan's backyard with grass barely grown over it.
Logan: That's um.. Linda's grave.. that basterd Tortu.. er, you know.. killed her.
Joe Smith: You mean, Torture popped your blow up doll.
Logan gasps.
Logan: You just mentioned that dark part of my history, and mentioned HIS name?!
Joe Smith: ...So.. what..
Logan: That's it. Your lucky I'm still taking you on this tour, but before you leave you will go pay your respects to Linda.
Joe Smith: Okay, fine.. sorry.
Logan: Also you owe me two hundred dollars.
Joe Smith: What?!
Logan: OH! Don't tell me you've forgotten law eight of treachery?!
Joe Smith: How dumb of me to forget that fake law.
Logan ignores Joe, moving forward through the yard passing Linda's grave without turning his head to look at it.
Joe Smith: Oh with the tour. Where is this museum by the way?
Logan opens up a shed in the backyard, inside is a few cut out poster stands of Logan, and hanging on the shelf is his fake WCF world championship.
Joe Smith: Some investing you've been putting in this you cheap basterd!
Logan stares at Joe Smith looking pretty shocked.
Logan: You have no idea what they charge for this stuff on shop zone.
Joe Smith: Shop zone? This is it? The big museum of treachery?! We had to go through imaginary mental detectors for this?
Joe Smith laughs.
Logan: It's not your top of the line museum, no, but in time this place will become a main attraction. That's why I haven't released it's magic to the public yet because it's only half complete.
Joe Smith: You would've looked like a complete idiot if you tried to get people to pay you, and walk through your basement, and fake mental detectors so they could come look at your shed.
Logan: I showed Lawnmower Jones. He loved it!
Joe Smith: Well, the way he is.. that's pretty easy to see why.
Logan: What does that mean?
Joe Smith: Nothing, you know Logan.. instead of wasting all this time with the dumb tour we should've been talking about your match this week.
Logan: What about it? Me, and my best friend Jack are winning the tag titles this week. That's f'n sweet. Not much more to it than that Joe, because just as the boudle announcer Zach Davis mentioned last Sunday on Slam.. when you get me, and Jack together we're unstoppable. It doesn't matter if we're fighting for the title at One, or not. That's the thing, we own the singles division, and soon we're going to own the tag team division. The past, present, and future of WCF all crammed up into one force which is The Face of Treachery, and Jack of Blades. You know it Joe, Jack is the next me. He's going be the next guy that fights for that belt for the next eight years. I'm sure I won't be around then, as you can see.. wrestling countless boudles over the years is finally catching up with me. But no Joe, Blades will be there to carry on my torch of treachery, and strike fear into the hearts of every boudle that tries to step up, and be the next big thing of WCF. I've stood by Jack for months now, and he's stood be me. We deserve the tag team titles more than anyone else, and we should also be the only ones with a right to ever fight for that WCF championship. I'm not going to lie dear boudle, Blades wants that title as much as me. He's never came this close to it before, and he's hungry for it. But so am I Joe, my hunger for the WCF title fill never grow starved. I'm always going to be after that thing, and I sure wouldn't mind winning it for a fifth time. It sure would be nice to break my record a second time, and become a five time WCF champion. I've never faced Jack of Blades though, and I will tell though the match is only a few weeks away.. we have no tension amongst one another. This match won't end our friendship, and once the month is over we'll be holding the tag team titles. And, one of us, if not me.. will be holding on dearly to that world belt.
Logan looks up at the sky day dreaming a bit.
Joe Smith: Uh, okay..
Logan: Now get out of here boudle.
As Joe goes to leave, Logan grabs him by the arm.
Logan: Oh, I almost forgot. Go pay your respects to Linda, and..
Logan sticks his hand out awaiting money. Joe Smith sighs shuffling a hand around in his pocket as the scene slowly fades out.
Joe Smith: Pay you next week...?
Logan: What?! That's it, I'm taking your watch..
Joe Smith: NOOOooooo..
Joe's voice fades away along with the scene.
The scene opens up, Logan standing in the basement of his house with Joe Smith.
Joe Smith: What brings us here, Logan?
Logan: It's been awhile since I've dragged you around with me on countless adventures of joy, but we're back Joe.
Joe Smith: What..? Who's back..?
Logan: You know, people say it like when their back into their spirits again. I feel alive again, Joe. I'm in my first title match since.. that uh, one guy I faced..
Joe Smith: You mean, Tortu--
Logan quickly puts a finger over his lips.
Logan: SHHH! Do you seriously want to be fined two hundred dollars?
Joe Smith: No way.
Logan: Good, because we don't mention that name no more. If we do, we're fined. That's just the way things go. I mean, if I can't face the boudle again.. then why bother mentioning his name? I'd rather mention the great matches I shared with Hellz Angel, or Gravedigger than to dare mention the name of Tor.. er. Don't get me started on this Joe, I wouldn't really want to break law number eight of treachery. But, before you interrupt me boudle I'm going to explain to you why I brought you down to the depths of my house inside my basement. You see Joe Smith, ever since I started become famous in WCF, and the world of wrestling I've been investing a lot of my money into this house. But not from the ground up, more from the ground down. Hush boudle, let me explain more. You've always kept up with WCF I'm sure, and sometimes it's hard to remember what happened the year before as to what has happened now. That's why I, yes I, yes The Face of Treachery has invested thousands of dollars into a little tour I call Memory Lane WCF. I've kept it secret over the last few years, and construction is almost complete. It's become my legacy so to speak, and one I'll open it to the public so it will become WCF's legacy. When that happens though, I'll have to start charging boudles money to enter my WCF museum. Why shouldn't I? You think people can go through this world getting free rides left, and right? I think not. Before we enter my lovely museum of treachery, I will ask you one thing Joe. Whatever you see here stays here, okay?
Joe Smith: Uh, whatever you say Logan.
Logan: I'm serious, boudle.
Joe Smith: As am I. Why do I get the feeling I'm heading into something awfully disappointing, or cheap?
Logan: Don't ask me, boudle. I don't know why that feeling gets inside of you. I don't control your feelings, and to be honest I'm half offended you feel that way.
Joe Smith: Well, boo who Logan I forgot someone like The Face of Treachery actually had feelings.
Logan pauses a second.
Logan: Joe?
Joe Smith: Yes, Logan?
Logan: SHUT UP!
Joe Smith: Sure thing.
Logan: I'm going have to ask you to remove any mental objects you happen to obtain on you.
Joe Smith: Why?
Logan: Well, I told you I've invested quite a sum of money into this museum over the last few years. So, I bought a mental detector.
Joe Smith: That's ridiculous.
Logan: I agree. I shouldn't need one, but you never know what thief happens to stumble into this museum with a gun, a head full of drugs, and a plan to steal a wax figure of myself.
Joe Smith: Trust me, no ne would ever think of stealing anything regarding your image.
Logan grunts.
Logan: Just shut up, and remove any stupid jewelry your wearing IF you even own any.
Joe Smith: Oh, I will, and I hope you have a box big enough to hold my gold!
Logan grabs a small cardboard box, as Joe stands there looking a bit red in the face.
Logan: Well..
Joe Smith removes a watch from his wrist, and places it into the box then just stands there staring at Logan. Logan looks down at the box, and then up to Joe.
Logan: That sure filled the box.
Joe Smith: Yeah well, moneys been tight lately..
Logan: You still don't have that drug problem do you?
Joe Smith: Huh? Oh no, I got over that a long time ago. I don't think I ever really had a drug problem, really. No it's just, I work for WCF.. not much money..
Logan: Oh, right. I can't argue with you about that. Heck, that's why it took me years to get just where I'm at now with the museum.
Joe Smith: Speaking of which, can we freaking get on with the tour.
Logan: Sure. Just follow me.
They make their way up the steps of the basement heading out to the backyard. As Logan walks up the steps with Joe Smith behind him, Logan begins making a beeping noise.
Joe Smith: What's that?
Logan: I don't know.
Logan coughs.
Logan: Beep. Beep.
Joe Smith: Was that you?
Logan: Nope. It must be my mental detector.
Joe Smith: I don't see anything.
Logan: It's built into the walls.
Joe Smith: Uh, sure.. I don't have time for games, Logan.
Logan: Me neither! I thought you removed all hard mental's, or jewelry. Now what you holding, bub?
Joe Smith: Did you just say.. bub?
Logan: Uh, yeah.
Joe Smith: It's bad enough your name is just Logan, so.. maybe you could just stick with boudle.
Logan: Ah, whatever. Look Joe, because me, and you are like this..
Logan crossed his middle finger over his index finger, and literally pushes them in Joe's face.
Logan: I'm going let you pass through my mental detector.
Logan removes his fingers from Joe's face.
Joe Smith: Oh well, how generous of you.
Joe sighs as they finally make it to the backyard to begin Logan's tour.
Joe Smith: What's that..?
Joe points to a pile of soil piled up in Logan's backyard with grass barely grown over it.
Logan: That's um.. Linda's grave.. that basterd Tortu.. er, you know.. killed her.
Joe Smith: You mean, Torture popped your blow up doll.
Logan gasps.
Logan: You just mentioned that dark part of my history, and mentioned HIS name?!
Joe Smith: ...So.. what..
Logan: That's it. Your lucky I'm still taking you on this tour, but before you leave you will go pay your respects to Linda.
Joe Smith: Okay, fine.. sorry.
Logan: Also you owe me two hundred dollars.
Joe Smith: What?!
Logan: OH! Don't tell me you've forgotten law eight of treachery?!
Joe Smith: How dumb of me to forget that fake law.
Logan ignores Joe, moving forward through the yard passing Linda's grave without turning his head to look at it.
Joe Smith: Oh with the tour. Where is this museum by the way?
Logan opens up a shed in the backyard, inside is a few cut out poster stands of Logan, and hanging on the shelf is his fake WCF world championship.
Joe Smith: Some investing you've been putting in this you cheap basterd!
Logan stares at Joe Smith looking pretty shocked.
Logan: You have no idea what they charge for this stuff on shop zone.
Joe Smith: Shop zone? This is it? The big museum of treachery?! We had to go through imaginary mental detectors for this?
Joe Smith laughs.
Logan: It's not your top of the line museum, no, but in time this place will become a main attraction. That's why I haven't released it's magic to the public yet because it's only half complete.
Joe Smith: You would've looked like a complete idiot if you tried to get people to pay you, and walk through your basement, and fake mental detectors so they could come look at your shed.
Logan: I showed Lawnmower Jones. He loved it!
Joe Smith: Well, the way he is.. that's pretty easy to see why.
Logan: What does that mean?
Joe Smith: Nothing, you know Logan.. instead of wasting all this time with the dumb tour we should've been talking about your match this week.
Logan: What about it? Me, and my best friend Jack are winning the tag titles this week. That's f'n sweet. Not much more to it than that Joe, because just as the boudle announcer Zach Davis mentioned last Sunday on Slam.. when you get me, and Jack together we're unstoppable. It doesn't matter if we're fighting for the title at One, or not. That's the thing, we own the singles division, and soon we're going to own the tag team division. The past, present, and future of WCF all crammed up into one force which is The Face of Treachery, and Jack of Blades. You know it Joe, Jack is the next me. He's going be the next guy that fights for that belt for the next eight years. I'm sure I won't be around then, as you can see.. wrestling countless boudles over the years is finally catching up with me. But no Joe, Blades will be there to carry on my torch of treachery, and strike fear into the hearts of every boudle that tries to step up, and be the next big thing of WCF. I've stood by Jack for months now, and he's stood be me. We deserve the tag team titles more than anyone else, and we should also be the only ones with a right to ever fight for that WCF championship. I'm not going to lie dear boudle, Blades wants that title as much as me. He's never came this close to it before, and he's hungry for it. But so am I Joe, my hunger for the WCF title fill never grow starved. I'm always going to be after that thing, and I sure wouldn't mind winning it for a fifth time. It sure would be nice to break my record a second time, and become a five time WCF champion. I've never faced Jack of Blades though, and I will tell though the match is only a few weeks away.. we have no tension amongst one another. This match won't end our friendship, and once the month is over we'll be holding the tag team titles. And, one of us, if not me.. will be holding on dearly to that world belt.
Logan looks up at the sky day dreaming a bit.
Joe Smith: Uh, okay..
Logan: Now get out of here boudle.
As Joe goes to leave, Logan grabs him by the arm.
Logan: Oh, I almost forgot. Go pay your respects to Linda, and..
Logan sticks his hand out awaiting money. Joe Smith sighs shuffling a hand around in his pocket as the scene slowly fades out.
Joe Smith: Pay you next week...?
Logan: What?! That's it, I'm taking your watch..
Joe Smith: NOOOooooo..
Joe's voice fades away along with the scene.
