Post by "The Wolf" Conrad Howell on Dec 30, 2006 0:03:46 GMT -5
The camera fades in to show a round window incasing the moon and the clouds that fill the night's sky. As the camera pulls back, a load crack of thunder sounds and a flash of chain lighting fills the sky, illuminating the pitch black room where you catch a glimpse of what looks to be someone sitting on the floor next to the window.
A small thin line filters in from behind and starts to grow revealing Conrad sitting on the floor next to the window holding something in his hand. The light dims as a silhouette of a female appears on the wall. The camera turns to see Shanon standing in the door way that leads into what looks to be the Slathered Lamb pub.
Shanon: He has been like that for a few hours now. He keeps mumbling about an underground wrestling federation and something about fighting with insane people. It has all been gibberish. He found some old belt stored away up here and a skull and cross bone smiley face button. He just sits there like he is talking with it. Oh well, I'm sure he will snap out of it again soon. I warn you not to get to close.
Shanon then turns and heads out the door, closing it behind her. The Camera man then pans back to where Conrad is sitting and zooms in to see what he is doing. The moon light is not bright enough to fill the room and Conrad does look to be having a conversation with the button he found.
Conrad: They all left.. They're gone..
Smiley button (which sounds faintly like Conrad's voice): You should have known.
Conrad: Yes, Yes, Well I'll show them, come Sunday I return from fighting in the IFA mix martial arts league. I will Show them all
Smiley: Do you really think you can do stuff all alone? You never been very good, with out someone watching your back.
Conrad: Both the singles matches I have had, I have won. In most of the tag matches I was the one that got the pin, and I was only pinned once.
Smiley: Well I was just going off your past, if you need help let me know.
Conrad: Sure.
Conrad then puts the button in his utilkilt pocket and tosses down his old Barbedwire City Wrestling heavyweight championship, and walks out into the Slathered Lamb pub
Down stairs, the Wee Lad and the other employees are packing up everything and loading a moving truck. Conrad walks over to Wee Lad.
Conrad: Well Wee Lad, I hope to see you again in the future. If I ever find another pub, I'll give you a call.
Wee Lad: Sorry we couldn't keep this one running for you, but with out Chad to keep drinking us in business, we got to close up.
Conrad: No worry Wee Lad. Oh yeah thanks for having someone pick up my stuff for me, and I'll see what I can do about gettting you guys into the ring someday.
With that Conrad and Shanon walk out of the Pub and get into their car and drive off.
Conrad: This Sunday it looks like I have to start all over again.
Shanon: Well, I have a copy of the interview that this Eric Kenndy did, so you can give a comment on it.
(she then puts the CD into the player and Eric Kenndy's Interview starts to play.
"First off I'd like to address you Conrad. You ever heard of the word pants? Here in the U.S. it is typical for men to NOT wear skirts. I do have a better use for you than beating your ass anyways, I could put you to work in my garden planting potatoes. You Scottish people I heard are good farmers."
Conrad: Wow he called my kilt a "Skirt", he must be a quick one. I am not sure if I will be able to keep up with his "superior" wit. Plus I must be missing something, cause I always though it was the Irish that had the thing for the potatoes and the Scots were the sheep? Oh well again "superior" wit I guess.
Oh Great! Now he is beating up his own help, when will these people learn something new. You refer to yourself as a King. Well, that is all well and good, be that as it may. My last tag partner refered to himself as The Suicide King, and before that he was A WRESTLING GOD, or Hardcore god. Still it is all the same, just a shit load of hot air.
Shanon: He is about to say something about you again
Conrad: Thanks
"That is just the tip of the iceberg ladies. Conrad, Ive seen your win/loss record, Ive got to say it's slightly impressive, but than I saw that most of that was in your tag team matches, not singles. Yes, you may be good, but thats only with your partner at your side, I doubt you'd be able to hold your own against me one on one very long. I don't doubt that you think your better than me, hell, almost everyone thinks theyre better than me, but than they see this crown on my head and become jealous of my royalty. Anyways, my problem isn't so much with you Conrad, it's with the other two guys, that doesn't mean Ill go any easier on you than I will them though, and Im sure you being a competitor you will understand that."
Conrad: Undefeated in singles matches, is only slightly impressive? Well, I'll give you that I have only had two matches, one against Ace a very worthy opponent, and then my first match against Thunder, the TV champ and my former Tag partner, who I took out to win that match. So I can see where one would think that.
Nowas for being better than you, we will see come Sunday. I made my debut in a match with two opponents, and now I make my return against three, but the results will still be the same. Come this Sunday your three will become a chapter in the history of my return.
A small thin line filters in from behind and starts to grow revealing Conrad sitting on the floor next to the window holding something in his hand. The light dims as a silhouette of a female appears on the wall. The camera turns to see Shanon standing in the door way that leads into what looks to be the Slathered Lamb pub.
Shanon: He has been like that for a few hours now. He keeps mumbling about an underground wrestling federation and something about fighting with insane people. It has all been gibberish. He found some old belt stored away up here and a skull and cross bone smiley face button. He just sits there like he is talking with it. Oh well, I'm sure he will snap out of it again soon. I warn you not to get to close.
Shanon then turns and heads out the door, closing it behind her. The Camera man then pans back to where Conrad is sitting and zooms in to see what he is doing. The moon light is not bright enough to fill the room and Conrad does look to be having a conversation with the button he found.
Conrad: They all left.. They're gone..
Smiley button (which sounds faintly like Conrad's voice): You should have known.
Conrad: Yes, Yes, Well I'll show them, come Sunday I return from fighting in the IFA mix martial arts league. I will Show them all
Smiley: Do you really think you can do stuff all alone? You never been very good, with out someone watching your back.
Conrad: Both the singles matches I have had, I have won. In most of the tag matches I was the one that got the pin, and I was only pinned once.
Smiley: Well I was just going off your past, if you need help let me know.
Conrad: Sure.
Conrad then puts the button in his utilkilt pocket and tosses down his old Barbedwire City Wrestling heavyweight championship, and walks out into the Slathered Lamb pub
Down stairs, the Wee Lad and the other employees are packing up everything and loading a moving truck. Conrad walks over to Wee Lad.
Conrad: Well Wee Lad, I hope to see you again in the future. If I ever find another pub, I'll give you a call.
Wee Lad: Sorry we couldn't keep this one running for you, but with out Chad to keep drinking us in business, we got to close up.
Conrad: No worry Wee Lad. Oh yeah thanks for having someone pick up my stuff for me, and I'll see what I can do about gettting you guys into the ring someday.
With that Conrad and Shanon walk out of the Pub and get into their car and drive off.
Conrad: This Sunday it looks like I have to start all over again.
Shanon: Well, I have a copy of the interview that this Eric Kenndy did, so you can give a comment on it.
(she then puts the CD into the player and Eric Kenndy's Interview starts to play.
"First off I'd like to address you Conrad. You ever heard of the word pants? Here in the U.S. it is typical for men to NOT wear skirts. I do have a better use for you than beating your ass anyways, I could put you to work in my garden planting potatoes. You Scottish people I heard are good farmers."
Conrad: Wow he called my kilt a "Skirt", he must be a quick one. I am not sure if I will be able to keep up with his "superior" wit. Plus I must be missing something, cause I always though it was the Irish that had the thing for the potatoes and the Scots were the sheep? Oh well again "superior" wit I guess.
Oh Great! Now he is beating up his own help, when will these people learn something new. You refer to yourself as a King. Well, that is all well and good, be that as it may. My last tag partner refered to himself as The Suicide King, and before that he was A WRESTLING GOD, or Hardcore god. Still it is all the same, just a shit load of hot air.
Shanon: He is about to say something about you again
Conrad: Thanks
"That is just the tip of the iceberg ladies. Conrad, Ive seen your win/loss record, Ive got to say it's slightly impressive, but than I saw that most of that was in your tag team matches, not singles. Yes, you may be good, but thats only with your partner at your side, I doubt you'd be able to hold your own against me one on one very long. I don't doubt that you think your better than me, hell, almost everyone thinks theyre better than me, but than they see this crown on my head and become jealous of my royalty. Anyways, my problem isn't so much with you Conrad, it's with the other two guys, that doesn't mean Ill go any easier on you than I will them though, and Im sure you being a competitor you will understand that."
Conrad: Undefeated in singles matches, is only slightly impressive? Well, I'll give you that I have only had two matches, one against Ace a very worthy opponent, and then my first match against Thunder, the TV champ and my former Tag partner, who I took out to win that match. So I can see where one would think that.
Nowas for being better than you, we will see come Sunday. I made my debut in a match with two opponents, and now I make my return against three, but the results will still be the same. Come this Sunday your three will become a chapter in the history of my return.
