Post by Davey Ortega on Mar 15, 2007 12:06:18 GMT -5
*The scene opens in the familiar setting The V.I.P lounge of the Casino. Only no one is present. Davey Ortega, Jason Price, Outcast, or Uncle Leo is no where to be found. The camera looks frantically, in ever corner of the lounge.*
Bob: Oh god...I'm late. The Boss is going to kill me. Now what do I do? All he said was to be here at noon.
*Bob places the camera down and looks at his watch*
Bob: Noon...? OK then. What the hell? I am so sick and tired of this. Now I am going to get blamed..and for what? I AM here on time. That lazy, old no good NCW bastard. I have half the mind to...
*The door opens as Outcast walks in, carrying the People's Title. He looks at Bob.*
Outcast: Your late.
Bob: I know Boss. Please forgive me? I don't want to go back to the unemployment line and beg for soup at the Homeless Shelter.
Outcast: ........
Bob: Please?
Outcast: For some reason Davey thinks it's ironic for the NCW cameraman to be named ''Bob''. So I will let this little error slide.
Bob: Where is Mr. Ortega, anyways?
Outcast: Being as we are both participants in the War, we have decided to be apart of NCW promotions together. He thinks it is a wise choice, so each of us can express ourselves in two separate mind frames rather than one.
Bob: And you don't have a say against that?
Outcast: I am indifferent. Truth be told I am rather glad. Now I can speak freely.
Bob: About what?
Outcast: Have you ever been in The War? Or seen it?
Bob: No.
Outcast: The War can be a brutal match. Teams can not coexist in it, too much is at stake. Though Team NCW is still one...we have to fight separately. I for one am interested on how this War plays out. I have been in The War for the span of WCF's existence. Unfortunately I have never won it. A fact that hangs over my head every day. Knowing that every War I have went into, I was thwarted. Do you know what it's like? Do you? Now it is even worse, now I am going into the War a marked man. An enemy of WCF and thus an enemy of practically every combatant in the War. Which makes this War the sweetest of them all.
Bob: How so? How can it be? You just said you were a marked man, everyone will be gunning to take down the NCW Icon. How can you praise this War?
Outcast: I will get a chance at every major WCF star. I will get my chance to run through them, one by one, and make them understand the power of NCW. The pure, sheer force that I now have because I am the NCW Icon. WCF has had it easy up in till now. They have only seen me take out one superstar at a time, well at War will be my official deceleration.
Bob: You mean....
Outcast: That's right. I will declare war on WCF. I will do what everyone has been talking about, only making it official. NCW vs WCF. Nothing can stand in my way, for the fact that no one has what it takes to defeat me.
Bob: How can you possibly say that? The talent WCF has is unremarkable.
Outcast: Is it? Like who? Lawnmower Jones? Isn't this the guy that couldn't even save Lonnie? Who lost his own significant other to Bobby Cairo? If Jones couldn't even defeat Cairo, then what threat does he honestly pose against me? His little WCF Encyclopedia or whatever is horribly construed. He seems to enjoy mocking me, saying that I am no threat when indeed I am the biggest threat he has ever seen. Jones holds nothing to me, perhaps he should focus on being a better man than winning the War. As for Bobby Cairo what pansy goes around beating up women? I believe that speaks for himself and his competence and disposing me. Skyler Striker did impress me last week, but hardly a worthy adversary. He got lucky, he had to have his kid save his ass. How the hell is this guy even a strong favorite? My money is on him being eliminated five minutes when he gets in the ring.
Bob: Well he did defeat you...
Outcast: I am aware of that, though like I said, he needed his child to do so. Thats a bitch move, Bob. Putting his child in the midst of the wrath of Team NCW? I fear for the poor soul. Then you have no talent losers such as Avery, Rider, Knight, and so on. People not even worth mentioning in my eyes. Why? Because they haven't done anything to garner my attention.
Bob: Then who has?
Outcast: My old, dear friend...Creeping Death. Me and him have known one another for a long time. I have grown to respect him, and he has grown to respect me. We fought in NCW together, and we have fought one another. I do feel bad for him though. He would rather work on his MCE than answer the call of NCW. Then he spites horrible lies on how I should not be spearheading this. On how PsychoMantis would be a better leader. Well Creeps...if history has taught us anything, it's that you are not the greatest in judgment. First you team up with Tort to create the New Dynasty...and well what happened with that buddy? Then you open this ridiculous MCE bullshit. Which is arguably the lowest rated segment on Slam. CD you are no longer the man I knew. You have become....boring. The Human Horror Show? No...Your the Living Joke.
Bob: Harsh words, Boss.
Outcast: The truth hurts Bob. In any event, CD can no longer hold a candle to The NCW Icon. I will prove it when I personal take him out of the War. Then when I destroy everyone else, I will simply claim my title shot, and bide my time. Oh, the War is coming, WCF. The War to end all wars. I will take this War with ease. I will become the number one contender, I will take WCF and bury it. I will name this company what it rightfully deserves to be named. NCW will rise again, I will personally see to it. And no one...past or present...can stop me.
*Bob slowly backs away as the sick and twisted smile forms on Outcasts face.*
Bob: Oh god...I'm late. The Boss is going to kill me. Now what do I do? All he said was to be here at noon.
*Bob places the camera down and looks at his watch*
Bob: Noon...? OK then. What the hell? I am so sick and tired of this. Now I am going to get blamed..and for what? I AM here on time. That lazy, old no good NCW bastard. I have half the mind to...
*The door opens as Outcast walks in, carrying the People's Title. He looks at Bob.*
Outcast: Your late.
Bob: I know Boss. Please forgive me? I don't want to go back to the unemployment line and beg for soup at the Homeless Shelter.
Outcast: ........
Bob: Please?
Outcast: For some reason Davey thinks it's ironic for the NCW cameraman to be named ''Bob''. So I will let this little error slide.
Bob: Where is Mr. Ortega, anyways?
Outcast: Being as we are both participants in the War, we have decided to be apart of NCW promotions together. He thinks it is a wise choice, so each of us can express ourselves in two separate mind frames rather than one.
Bob: And you don't have a say against that?
Outcast: I am indifferent. Truth be told I am rather glad. Now I can speak freely.
Bob: About what?
Outcast: Have you ever been in The War? Or seen it?
Bob: No.
Outcast: The War can be a brutal match. Teams can not coexist in it, too much is at stake. Though Team NCW is still one...we have to fight separately. I for one am interested on how this War plays out. I have been in The War for the span of WCF's existence. Unfortunately I have never won it. A fact that hangs over my head every day. Knowing that every War I have went into, I was thwarted. Do you know what it's like? Do you? Now it is even worse, now I am going into the War a marked man. An enemy of WCF and thus an enemy of practically every combatant in the War. Which makes this War the sweetest of them all.
Bob: How so? How can it be? You just said you were a marked man, everyone will be gunning to take down the NCW Icon. How can you praise this War?
Outcast: I will get a chance at every major WCF star. I will get my chance to run through them, one by one, and make them understand the power of NCW. The pure, sheer force that I now have because I am the NCW Icon. WCF has had it easy up in till now. They have only seen me take out one superstar at a time, well at War will be my official deceleration.
Bob: You mean....
Outcast: That's right. I will declare war on WCF. I will do what everyone has been talking about, only making it official. NCW vs WCF. Nothing can stand in my way, for the fact that no one has what it takes to defeat me.
Bob: How can you possibly say that? The talent WCF has is unremarkable.
Outcast: Is it? Like who? Lawnmower Jones? Isn't this the guy that couldn't even save Lonnie? Who lost his own significant other to Bobby Cairo? If Jones couldn't even defeat Cairo, then what threat does he honestly pose against me? His little WCF Encyclopedia or whatever is horribly construed. He seems to enjoy mocking me, saying that I am no threat when indeed I am the biggest threat he has ever seen. Jones holds nothing to me, perhaps he should focus on being a better man than winning the War. As for Bobby Cairo what pansy goes around beating up women? I believe that speaks for himself and his competence and disposing me. Skyler Striker did impress me last week, but hardly a worthy adversary. He got lucky, he had to have his kid save his ass. How the hell is this guy even a strong favorite? My money is on him being eliminated five minutes when he gets in the ring.
Bob: Well he did defeat you...
Outcast: I am aware of that, though like I said, he needed his child to do so. Thats a bitch move, Bob. Putting his child in the midst of the wrath of Team NCW? I fear for the poor soul. Then you have no talent losers such as Avery, Rider, Knight, and so on. People not even worth mentioning in my eyes. Why? Because they haven't done anything to garner my attention.
Bob: Then who has?
Outcast: My old, dear friend...Creeping Death. Me and him have known one another for a long time. I have grown to respect him, and he has grown to respect me. We fought in NCW together, and we have fought one another. I do feel bad for him though. He would rather work on his MCE than answer the call of NCW. Then he spites horrible lies on how I should not be spearheading this. On how PsychoMantis would be a better leader. Well Creeps...if history has taught us anything, it's that you are not the greatest in judgment. First you team up with Tort to create the New Dynasty...and well what happened with that buddy? Then you open this ridiculous MCE bullshit. Which is arguably the lowest rated segment on Slam. CD you are no longer the man I knew. You have become....boring. The Human Horror Show? No...Your the Living Joke.
Bob: Harsh words, Boss.
Outcast: The truth hurts Bob. In any event, CD can no longer hold a candle to The NCW Icon. I will prove it when I personal take him out of the War. Then when I destroy everyone else, I will simply claim my title shot, and bide my time. Oh, the War is coming, WCF. The War to end all wars. I will take this War with ease. I will become the number one contender, I will take WCF and bury it. I will name this company what it rightfully deserves to be named. NCW will rise again, I will personally see to it. And no one...past or present...can stop me.
*Bob slowly backs away as the sick and twisted smile forms on Outcasts face.*
