Post by Thunder on Oct 7, 2006 12:47:42 GMT -5
The scene opens in the dining room of Thunder’s mansion. Expensive paintings hang from each wall. Stretching across just about the whole room is an oak table with 12 chairs. Thunder sits at the head of table, looking at his watch, a sign that he is waiting for someone or something. Directly in front of him sits the PWA People’s Title, the championship that he won at School of Pain. He lets out a huge sigh and begins to tap his foot on the red carpet. The sound of a car followed by a door opening is heard. Soon after footsteps are heard. The maid enters the room and speaks.
Brian Cage is here.
It’s about time. Send him in.
The maid leaves the room, headed to get the man that Thunder is to meet. Heavier footsteps are heard, and then Brian Cage enters the room. It is clear he is very different than Thunder immediately. While Thunder is wearing a suit, Cage has on blue jeans and a leather jacket, quite the contrast. As soon as Cage enters the room, Thunder gets out of his chair and shakes his hand.
Thanks for coming. Please, have a seat.
Thunder sits back down at the head of the table and Cage sits in the chair closest to him.
I thought it would be a good idea for us to talk some before we go out there against the Sick Individuals.
It’ll be a tough match. I’ve been watching some tapes, they’re impressive.
Sure, they look good on tape, but I’ve been in the ring with them. My debut match was also their debut. They teamed up and ended up beating me. So from personal experience I can say that the Sick Individuals are much more impressive on film than in the ring.
But…you lost to them.
Did you hear what I just said? It was two on one, so even a wrestler as great as myself couldn’t handle it. But I’ve got proof that I’m better. Did the Sick Individuals win the Tag Titles at School of Pain?
No.
Did I win the People’s Title?
Yes.
Do I have to say any more? They can claim that their better than me, but I’ve got the gold to back up. At Slam, beating The Wolf and the Suicide King will be an easy task.
You know, they’ve been making jokes about our names, but their names are even worse. How can there be the king of suicide? You can only do it once, so how can there be a king?
Thunder smiles briefly.
That is true.
But he will be committing suicide this week, career suicide by facing us.
Now that’s what I want to hear from you. That’s why I want to team with you. I have to tell you, I don’t have many friends in the locker room, because quite frankly, there aren’t too many people better than me back there. But you have something that I have seen in few men. You have a dedication, a drive that no one else has. You went from training facility to training facility honing your craft. And now you’re one of the greatest wrestlers going today. We can dominate the tag team division by defeating the Sick Individuals. They won’t be a problem, they are quite simply overrated. They can sit in bars and celebrate imaginary title wins, but it will never become a reality. We will take every team down one by one. And when we reach the top and get the titles, you will be living a life very much like the one I have now. You will have all of the money and women you want. All if this is yours for the taking. We will win and we will get the Sick Individuals permanently out of the title picture. This is the beginning of a great partnership.
It certainly is. But right now I better get going.
Please, have something to drink before you leave.
If it’s not a problem.
Of course not. I get what I want when I want it.
Thunder reaches into his sport coat and dials a number.
Get Brian Cage some of my finest wine right now.
Thunder hangs up without waiting for a reply. A few seconds later the maid enters the room with a glass of wine in her hand. She sets it down on the table near Brian Cage.
Thanks.
Cage takes a drink from the glass. The maid stays in the room.
You can leave now.
I was wondering if I could get a tip.
Thunder begins to laugh at what she just said.
Of course not. Get out of my sight.
The maid gives Thunder a dirty look and stomps out of the room. Cage takes another drink followed by one more to finish it off. He gets up out of his chair.
I better leave now.
Thunder gets up and shakes Cage’s hand.
Thank you for coming. I’ll see you at Slam.
With that, Cage turns and leaves view. His footsteps are heard, followed by the sound of the front door being slammed shut. The scene fades.
Brian Cage is here.
It’s about time. Send him in.
The maid leaves the room, headed to get the man that Thunder is to meet. Heavier footsteps are heard, and then Brian Cage enters the room. It is clear he is very different than Thunder immediately. While Thunder is wearing a suit, Cage has on blue jeans and a leather jacket, quite the contrast. As soon as Cage enters the room, Thunder gets out of his chair and shakes his hand.
Thanks for coming. Please, have a seat.
Thunder sits back down at the head of the table and Cage sits in the chair closest to him.
I thought it would be a good idea for us to talk some before we go out there against the Sick Individuals.
It’ll be a tough match. I’ve been watching some tapes, they’re impressive.
Sure, they look good on tape, but I’ve been in the ring with them. My debut match was also their debut. They teamed up and ended up beating me. So from personal experience I can say that the Sick Individuals are much more impressive on film than in the ring.
But…you lost to them.
Did you hear what I just said? It was two on one, so even a wrestler as great as myself couldn’t handle it. But I’ve got proof that I’m better. Did the Sick Individuals win the Tag Titles at School of Pain?
No.
Did I win the People’s Title?
Yes.
Do I have to say any more? They can claim that their better than me, but I’ve got the gold to back up. At Slam, beating The Wolf and the Suicide King will be an easy task.
You know, they’ve been making jokes about our names, but their names are even worse. How can there be the king of suicide? You can only do it once, so how can there be a king?
Thunder smiles briefly.
That is true.
But he will be committing suicide this week, career suicide by facing us.
Now that’s what I want to hear from you. That’s why I want to team with you. I have to tell you, I don’t have many friends in the locker room, because quite frankly, there aren’t too many people better than me back there. But you have something that I have seen in few men. You have a dedication, a drive that no one else has. You went from training facility to training facility honing your craft. And now you’re one of the greatest wrestlers going today. We can dominate the tag team division by defeating the Sick Individuals. They won’t be a problem, they are quite simply overrated. They can sit in bars and celebrate imaginary title wins, but it will never become a reality. We will take every team down one by one. And when we reach the top and get the titles, you will be living a life very much like the one I have now. You will have all of the money and women you want. All if this is yours for the taking. We will win and we will get the Sick Individuals permanently out of the title picture. This is the beginning of a great partnership.
It certainly is. But right now I better get going.
Please, have something to drink before you leave.
If it’s not a problem.
Of course not. I get what I want when I want it.
Thunder reaches into his sport coat and dials a number.
Get Brian Cage some of my finest wine right now.
Thunder hangs up without waiting for a reply. A few seconds later the maid enters the room with a glass of wine in her hand. She sets it down on the table near Brian Cage.
Thanks.
Cage takes a drink from the glass. The maid stays in the room.
You can leave now.
I was wondering if I could get a tip.
Thunder begins to laugh at what she just said.
Of course not. Get out of my sight.
The maid gives Thunder a dirty look and stomps out of the room. Cage takes another drink followed by one more to finish it off. He gets up out of his chair.
I better leave now.
Thunder gets up and shakes Cage’s hand.
Thank you for coming. I’ll see you at Slam.
With that, Cage turns and leaves view. His footsteps are heard, followed by the sound of the front door being slammed shut. The scene fades.
