Post by Torture on Jan 9, 2016 3:58:19 GMT -5
- Scene opens to Torture kissing his beautiful wife as she leaves the living room with their lunch plates to the kitchen, followed by their young son. Torture stands up and checks his phone when Chris Avery walks through the front door. Avery who has transitioned back to his suit-job at CoolWearInc owned by Torture, is still sort-of on the Torture-Team when it comes to WCF wrestling.
Torture: Chris! Did you see? I'm going to win the World Title this week on Slam!
Chris Avery: No, no you're not.
Torture: What the hell do you mean, I'm not? I'm TORT-URE. I'm single-handedly the greatest pro wrestler in the world, DUH.
Avery: I didn't mean you're not, I mean, okay, I mean you won't with that attitude. You most certainly can not look passed Wade. He's a great World Champion, he has a team of great mates with him, and he's looking to defeat you and to be honest, if I had to bet on a horse, I'd bet him.
Torture: Good thing we're not horses, Chris. We're wrestlers, and I'm the best, and I'm going to win. That was heavily implied? We're you not watching?
- Avery has a blank look.
Torture: You didn't see it? The segments I was in?
- Still a blank look from Avery.
Torture: The seggys? The bits? The promos? I was in them.. I was in the ring..
- Avery hasn't budged.
Torture: We talked on mics.
Avery: YES, I SAW THEM, STOP.
Torture: Well, don't just stare at me..
Avery: Look. I'm here because I cleared your schedule for the week. We need to train, we need to get back to real professional wrestling since that's what you want, and we need to get you BACK in real Championship form.
Torture: Okay, okay, I'll do it.
- Avery sets down his backpack just as Tank comes crashing through the front door as well! Tank standing over seven feet tall, is an ex-coke addict who was and still is a sex fiend.
Torture: Tank!
Tank: Boys, I'm excited! We're going to win the World Title!
- Torture shouts with excitement as the two high-five.
Torture: Hell yeah! That's what I'm talking about!
Avery: No he's not..
Tank: Bro, you didn't hear? On Slam Torture promo'd with Wade about fighting for the title the next week on Slam. Hello? It's me on the CHAMPIONSHIP SIDE! That means my bro Tort gon' win the gold, and we gon' FUCK the girls!
Torture: YEAH!
- Tort's wife peaks her head around the corner. "Ahem"
Torture: I mean NOOOoooooooooooooo
Tank: Sorry, didn't know they were here.
Avery: I did see the promos, that does not mean Torture is going to win the match.
Tank: Earth to Chris? Remember how this usually goes? Champion is lame. Tort comes out and cuts a classic promo. Boys in the back and crowd go crazy cool for my man Tort. Seth makes the match. Tort wins the title. WCF is profiting again. You been takin' chair shots?
Avery: I know how it used to happen but this is 2016.
Tank: It's what?
Avery: It's TWUN-TY! SIX-TEEN!
Tank: Holy shit!
- Avery and Torture look at each other confused before looking back at Tank.
Tank: Man, that means it's been sitting outside for like...
- Tank stares off into space counting the math in his head.
Tank: .............. Six........ years..
Avery: What has?
Torture: What are you talking about?
Tank: Uhm, nothing.
- Tortures wife and son walk back in the room and say their goodbyes to the crew before heading out with a personal driver. Torture walks into the kitchen out of frame.
Tank: Bro, he has a personal driver again?
Avery: We beefed up security for the family after you know.. what happened.
Tank: With what happened?
Avery: Tortures brother?
Tank: Ryan Daniels?
Avery: That's not his brother!
Tank: They're NOT?!
Avery: Oh my god, are you on drugs?
Tank: I don't.. think so?
Avery: What is wrong with you? UGH.
- Avery shrugs it off and he walks into the kitchen where Torture is now on his laptop sitting at the kitchen table. Tank walks in and opens the fridge.
Avery: Researching?
Torture: Yeah.
Tank: What are you researching?
Avery: He has the World Championship match this Sunday, Tank. Against Wade, what else do you think he would be researching?
Torture: Right.
Avery: I'm thinking we need to get you hard on cardio. For real, Tort, this time you need to run every lap as hard as you can like you used to. This dude is tough. Don't take his weight, or personality lightly. This dude will give you everything he has in the ring because he's doing anything he can to keep that Championship belt around his waist. I don't think he'll go for low-hanging fruit..
Tank: Low hanging fruit? He's gonna try to hit Tort in the nutsack?
Avery: No, you dipshit. I mean, he's not going to try and cheat. I think he wants to beat you. You're still a big name that a lot of guys want to beat and by doing so it sort of cements their legacies. He wants to do that. He wants to be a great Champion and he'll do it by beating you, and then going to Fifteen and beating that terrible piece of shit Jay-
- Torture looks up with a menacing glare.
Avery: That terrible piece of shit, either way he's going to beat you and he'll retain at Fifteen. If you want a shot at winning you need to be doing what you're doing now.. and that's research.
- Torture nods.
Tank: You need to relax, Chris. This is one of the greatest World Champions of all time. You're lookin' at a dude who was in the main events of shows without even having the Championship title!
Avery: Point still stands, guys. Wade is ruthless and will defeat you if you don't step your game up. Now what ya got so far, Tort?
- Torture turns his laptop to Chris. The laptop is showing Torture's wikipedia page. "Accomplishments" to be more specific.
Avery:... Are you shitting me, right now?
Torture: Jussss sayin'.. Greatest wrestler ever..
Avery: And here I am thinkin' you're researching for your match.. SIGH..
- Avery stands up and walks out of the kitchen.
Torture: Ok, OKAY! Don't leave. I'm just messing around. I'll get serious, I'll get rough and tough, let's do this. I want to win, I want to show them I still have what it takes. I want to put on a good show at the very least, I'll be happy with that.
- Avery steps back into Torture's kitchen.
Torture: Let's get serious. What do we need to do to get back into this, what do I need to do.
Avery: You need cardio, you need strength, you need to break the ring rust.
Torture: Okay, I'm in.
Tank: OH MY GOD.. YOU GUYS..
- Tort and Avery both turn their attention to Tank who lifts his iPhone over his head and clicks play.
Tank: WE'RE GONNA NEED A MONTAGE!
- The scene flashes to Torture pumping iron in a gym which is connected to his mansion on his Los Angeles property. Avery coaching on as Torture breaking a sweat pumping iron, lift after lift, his eyes of determination, and Tank in the background doing his best Drake's Hotline Bling dancing while singing along to the music still blasting over his iPhone.
Tank: FROM JUST A BEGINNING TO A PRO, YOU NEED A MONTAGE!
- We cut to Torture running on a highschool track. Thoughts of his family rushing through his head, everything he's ever done for them. To be the best pro wrestler, to be the best business man, to make the most money and have the best financial security he can have for them. His brother, his enemies, they all flash before his eyes. He continues running at full speed. Tank rolls up next to him on a bike with his iPhone out blasting the 'Montage' song. Tank nods and continues singing to the song.
Tank: .. Show a little improvement to show it all would take to long!! THATS CALLED A MONTAGE!!
- Scene flashes to Torture doing push ups on his living room floor. We are shown a close up of Avery's face as spit flies every where with every barking order. Torture keeps pushing to the max. Avery continues to spit on close ups. Torture pushes to the limits. More spit flying from Avery. We cut back to Torture who is showing no stopping and pushing the bar. More spit from Avery. More coaching from Avery. Torture is still doing push-ups, slowing down with each one, continuing to set a new standard in training. Avery just spits out of his mouth. Tank is head bangin' to the song.
Tank: MONTAAGGEEE!!! EVEN ROCKY HAD A MONTAGE!!! ALLWAAYYS FAADEEE OUT IN A MONTAAAAAGGEEE...
- Torture hits his last push up and Avery applauds him for his effort. Torture rolls to his back gasping for air and covered in sweat. Tank helps lift Torture to his feet and the two share an awkward bro-hug. Torture grabs a towel and some water.
Torture: I think I'm ready!
Avery: It's been an hour.
- Torture spits the water out of his mouth in complete shock.
Torture: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Avery: You only worked out for an hour.
Torture: THIS IS HORSESHIT. FUCK YOU.
Avery: Why are you upset?
Torture: IM NOT IM JUST TIRED AS SHIT AND IM SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED IM NOT REALLY UPSET AT YOU.
Avery: You're still yelling?
Torture: YEAH I DONT KNOW HOW TO STOP..
- Torture folds over and continues to take deep breaths. Avery grabs his backpack and pulls a little somethin' out.
Tank: Ooohhh yeah, some White Rockies Powder baby!
Avery: Uh, What?
Tank: Some Grand Canyon Squirrel?
Avery: What?!
Tank: You know.. Big Flake? Snow White? Aunt Bernice? Some Nose Dust?
Avery: What the fuck are you talking about?!
Tank: Big Rig McBigRig? Big Boy Pencil Shavin's? Lil Wayne's Dandruff? Cocaine bro! You got some coke?!
Avery: What? NO! Oh my god, no, this isn't drugs you weirdo. What the fuck is wrong with you?
Tank: You're the one pullin' shit out of a backpack.. and you're black.. Just sayin'.
Avery: I'm going to act like I didn't hear that.
Tank: Act all you want, you ain't gettin' no day time Emmy.
Avery: Anyways, I the three of us a flight..
Tank: Oh you takin' us up? You got some uppers?
Avery: No, dipshit, a flight. AIR PLANE TICKETS. My god what is wrong with you?
- Torture still trying to catch his breath responds.
Torture: A flight? Where you takin' us?
Avery: That is still a surprise, but I'll need your driver to take us straight to the runway.
Torture: Yeah, that's fine. I'm already packed for this weekends show anyway.
Hank Brown: What am I supposed to do?!
Torture: HOLY SHIT!!!
Avery: WHAT THE FUCK?!!?
- Tank is also scared and jumps back but trips over a coffee table and smashes through it. All 350 pounds of muscle smashes the wood coffee table, and Hank Brown asks again.
Hank: What am I supposed to do? Am I flying with you guys?
Avery: Where did you come from!?
Torture: You can't sneak up on us like that!
Hank: I've, literally, been here the entire time.
Torture: You what?! Wait, WHAT?
Hank: Remember? We had a lunch interview and you ignored most of my questions and talked to your wife instead. Then we finished lunch and you looked right at me before getting up and telling me you were going to be the next World Champion and that's when Chris showed up. Shortly after, Tank showed up.
Avery: You've been here the entire time?!
Hank: I said that, yes. You guys we're doing Torture's training work-out and I was right there with you guys taking notes.
- Tank is getting up slowly, holding onto his ribcage.
Tank: We're gonna have to get a bell for you bro, put it around your neck.
Hank: So can I go with you guys?
Avery: You're going to need to get your own flight, Hank. Sorry, man. I had no idea you were even coming!
Hank: Well, you emailed me and told me today would be the best day to interview Torture, since it was before his "business trip".
Avery: I said that?
Hank: Whatever, it's cool, I'll catch up with you guys tomorrow.
Avery: You don't even know where we're going.. wait, do you know?
Hank: No, but I'm usually around for things like this, because this is written out and I'm a character that literally shows up when I'm needed to push the plot forward.
Avery: Excuse me?
Hank: Nothing, I'll see you guys tomorrow.
- Hank puts away his notebook and steps out the front door. Tank tries to put the table back together but it isn't holding. Avery gets Torture back to his feet and the scene fades to black.
- Scene fades in with Torture in the backseat with Tank. The black SUV is rolling down the streets of..
Torture: Why do you have us in Chicago, Chris?
Avery: Just wait, just wait, we're almost there. Driver turn on the next street!
- .. The streets of Chicago. The SUV turns down an isolated street next to a warehouse. The three men exit the vehicle and Avery leads them to some double doors on the East side of the this huge warehouse located in business district. Avery opens up and nods for them to follow. Within a few steps in, Torture's face tells the entire story. His little jokes, his vulnerability, the insecurity, all blown away by one kind gesture from Chris.
Torture: Where did you get th-Where did you find it?
Avery: It wasn't easy, but thanks to the internet and some crazy wrestling contacts I tracked it down. Pretty cool, huh?
Tank: Is it special to you, bro?
Torture: It was the first ring I ever bumped in, the first ring I ever professionaly wrestled in, MAN, it looks so aged, it looks experienced.
- Avery smiles as Torture runs a finger across the apron. His finger gets to the corner and pulls the string tight, resting the apron on the mat better to look more presentable.
Torture: This is insane, Chris. I don't even know what to say.
Avery: You need to train hard, this isn't a fight, Tort. This isn't that piece of shit who tried ruining your life. This isn't Corey in face paint, this isn't some mid card talent with a Hardcore title that didn't belong to him, this is Wade Moor, the WCF Heavyweight Champion..
- Torture looks to the old wrestling ring before looking back at Avery.
Avery: He's a ruthless son of a bitch who won't let up.. So you're going to need to dig down deep and give him everything you got!
- Torture looks back to the ring as Tank smiles on. The "pep talk" seemed to get the team motivated in the right direction. Torture steps into the ring as the driver brings in two big bags.
Torture: What are the bags for?
Avery: Now, I didn't fly to the city that birthed me... not to get in that ring with you and beat your ass.
- A huge grin flashes across Torture's face. Tank's seven foot frame jumps up and down with glee and he pulls out his iPhone.
Avery: NO
- Tank's reaction goes from happy to sad.
Avery: .. Fine
- Tank gets excited! He clicks play on his cell phone.
Tank: WERE GONNA NEED A MONTAGE! THATS WHY ITS CALLED A MONTAAGEE!
- The scene flashes as the music plays once more as Tank leans on the apron in the corner singing along to the music and rockin' out as Avery and Torture whip each other off the ropes hitting back body drops and shoulder tackles. In another clip Torture flips Avery on to his back and hits a standing leg drop. Another clip shows Avery hitting a few wild punches sending Torture back into the corner and when Avery combos into a jumping Stinger-like splash, Torture catches him and hits a stiff spinebuster! "OHHHHH" reacts Tank as Torture gets to his feet wiping off his brow.
Tank: The hour's approaching, to give it your best And you've got to reach your prime!!
- Torture jumps off the top rope hitting a frog splash move that he hasn't used as a finisher in quite some time. Still picture perfect as ever.
Tank: That’s when you need to put yourself to the test and show us a passage of time!!
- Torture hits the sliding punch in one flash of a scene before transitioning into a Tortures Device on Avery! The 80's action style montage clip shows Torture spinning into the Tortures Device from several different camera angles. Sweat being thrown from their bodies as Torture hits in dead in the middle of the ring!
Tank: We're going to need a montage!! OOoooooh it takes a montage!! GOD DAMN THAT LOOKS GOOD!
- The music stops as Tank applauds and Torture helps Avery roll to the corner where Tank is standing by. Avery is still slowly waking up when..
Hank: You look better, Tort!
Tank: HOLYFUCK?!
Torture:WHATTHEFUCK?!
Hank: What?
Torture: WHY DO YOU SNEAK UP ON US LIKE THAT?!
Hank: Are you kidding me?
- Torture stumbled backwards into the corner and is now holding his heart. Tank still has his shocked face as he's some-what holding onto Avery. Chris brushes his hands off of him as if he was protecting him from an intruder.
Hank: For real, are you kidding me?
- The crew still has the same facial expression.
Hank: I've been here the whole time!
- Nope. Same face.
Hank: I WAS IN THE CAR WITH YOU!
- Still nope. Same faces from all three of them.
Hank: YOU GUYS ASKED ME IF I WANTED TO RIDE WITH YOU GUYS FROM THE AIRPORT! YOU SAW ME? YOU FLAGGED ME DOWN?! YOU SAID DO YOU WANT A RIDE OH MY GOD WHY DO YOU GUYS NOT REMEMBER ME?!
- And still nope. Hank sighs and looks to put away his notebook.
Torture: Wait, wait, Hank. I'm feeling better, I'm feeling good, ask me some questions!
Hank: Fine. I've wanted that for almost the entire day.
Torture: Okay! Ask me, Hank. What ya got?
Hank: Well what do you think your chances are against Wade Moor. He's come into his own as a solid main event piece in Wrestling Championship Federation and his goal isn't to give up that World Championship title any time soon, do you think you have a legitimate shot at beating him on Slam?
- Tort smirks.
Torture: Well yeah, but I don't feel like I used to.
Hank: Oh?
Torture: I don't know, Hank. It's hard to explain but in my prime, I felt like I could beat anybody, anytime, anywhere. It didn't matter if I was standing in this ring in the middle of some hick mid-west town, or if I was slummin' it across southern California, I knew I could win. For the most part, I just needed the shot to show I can win. In my prime in WCF I was one of the best wrestlers this place has ever seen, but listen, I'll give credit where credit is due, there's plenty of great wrestlers right now. I don't compare myself to these guys, and I hope they don't compare themselves to anyone from my generation. This shit has evolved and their so much better, it's impossible to compare. I will say I think I can win, I know I have a shot at winning, but to say that without a doubt in my mind is a lie.
Hank: Doubt?
Torture: Well, I guess it's not doubt. I just think I have nothing to lose anymore. When I came back last year, I was just having fun and decided to do some things I've never really done and it paid off short-term but it didn't make me feel any better and it didn't give me the satisfaction that I was really craving. I needed to do things right, and Price showed me that. For better or worse, he opened my eyes to what a prick I was being and I didn't need to be that way. I still have a lot to learn in life but I have so many things I can teach too, especially to a lot of good kids and workers in this business. I just feel that I can win on Sunday and become a World Champion again, or I can lose and I know I put up a good fight. I want to put on a show. I want to be comfortable with whatever happens, and this will be the first time I've ever truly felt that way.
Hank: Comfortable? What do you mean?
Torture: I was so into winning all the time, Hank that I was never really comfortable in my own skin. Trent Hunter did what? I have to do it better. Logan did that? I can one up it. For ten years I was on a constant path of just winning and winning and winning that I never really gave my chance to just experience the moment I was in. I never stopped and looked around and realized this is bigger than I am. I remember the first Thirteen event, and never once did I stop to think, hey, you should get behind this, this could be a really big deal in years to come, nope. All I thought about was winning. And winning some more. I wanted to win so much, I didn't even tap out to Brad Kane at One, Hank!
Hank: We all know, it as controversial.
Torture: He deserved it, Hank! I should have tapped but I'm so god damn stubborn and stupid I just couldn't see myself tapping to him, and I should have. I shouldn't have walked out when I felt like I wasn't going to win anymore. After I beat Slickie T at One-
Hank: Also controversial.
Torture: ..After I won that match, we were put into this huge match for Ten the next month and I was so worried about winning I walked away. I literally quit like a crybaby because I felt like Seth wasn't giving me the opportunity to win. Was it fair? No, but did I deserve fair? No! I had my fair shots, someone else could have gotten more time, but that's not how I worked, and I was an idiot for doing it. I realize now that yes, Torture winning the World Title in 2016 is going to make someone mad, or annoyed, or frustrated or maybe they claim it isn't fair for them, but I don't see anyone throwing down sick ass promos, making badass songs about their piece of shit rivals, or having some crazy cool matches with Omegas weird cousins.. who I claimed were Omega, but still, you get me?
Hank: I do, I do get you.
Torture: There are more deserving men to have a shot at the gold, but I still feel I'm competitive and if I challenged the World Champion and Seth made it happen then I'll take advantage! Don't mistake me for being too nice, Hank, I'm still going to throw Wade around like a little bitch, and try to take that title, but at the end of Slam if his hand is raised in victory, know that I'm giving it everything I have. I'm going to put on a great show, Hank, I'm going to give everything I've ever had in my aresenal, I'm going to hit him with every move I have and at the end of Slam, I hope to be the one with the arm raised and that World Championship gold back on my shoulder.
Hank: I think I got enough quotes for my podcast, Thanks Tort.
Torture: Hah! What?! Your what?!
Hank: Podcast?
Torture: What the fuck is a pot cast?
Hank: Like a radio show.. but on the internet.
Torture: An internet show? You guys are a bunch of weirdos now.
Hank: Yeah, kind of, anyways, I'll get back to ya soon. Good luck on Sunday!
Torture: Thanks Hank.
- Hank walks out as Avery is drying off with a towel in a chair near the ring. Torture walks from the one side of the ring to Tank and Avery's side.
Torture: Let's hit up that Taco truck on Cooper where you used to live.
- Avery nods in approval as Tank whispers the Montage tune and we fade out.
Tank:Even Torture has montage.. MONTAAGEEE..
Torture: Chris! Did you see? I'm going to win the World Title this week on Slam!
Chris Avery: No, no you're not.
Torture: What the hell do you mean, I'm not? I'm TORT-URE. I'm single-handedly the greatest pro wrestler in the world, DUH.
Avery: I didn't mean you're not, I mean, okay, I mean you won't with that attitude. You most certainly can not look passed Wade. He's a great World Champion, he has a team of great mates with him, and he's looking to defeat you and to be honest, if I had to bet on a horse, I'd bet him.
Torture: Good thing we're not horses, Chris. We're wrestlers, and I'm the best, and I'm going to win. That was heavily implied? We're you not watching?
- Avery has a blank look.
Torture: You didn't see it? The segments I was in?
- Still a blank look from Avery.
Torture: The seggys? The bits? The promos? I was in them.. I was in the ring..
- Avery hasn't budged.
Torture: We talked on mics.
Avery: YES, I SAW THEM, STOP.
Torture: Well, don't just stare at me..
Avery: Look. I'm here because I cleared your schedule for the week. We need to train, we need to get back to real professional wrestling since that's what you want, and we need to get you BACK in real Championship form.
Torture: Okay, okay, I'll do it.
- Avery sets down his backpack just as Tank comes crashing through the front door as well! Tank standing over seven feet tall, is an ex-coke addict who was and still is a sex fiend.
Torture: Tank!
Tank: Boys, I'm excited! We're going to win the World Title!
- Torture shouts with excitement as the two high-five.
Torture: Hell yeah! That's what I'm talking about!
Avery: No he's not..
Tank: Bro, you didn't hear? On Slam Torture promo'd with Wade about fighting for the title the next week on Slam. Hello? It's me on the CHAMPIONSHIP SIDE! That means my bro Tort gon' win the gold, and we gon' FUCK the girls!
Torture: YEAH!
- Tort's wife peaks her head around the corner. "Ahem"
Torture: I mean NOOOoooooooooooooo
Tank: Sorry, didn't know they were here.
Avery: I did see the promos, that does not mean Torture is going to win the match.
Tank: Earth to Chris? Remember how this usually goes? Champion is lame. Tort comes out and cuts a classic promo. Boys in the back and crowd go crazy cool for my man Tort. Seth makes the match. Tort wins the title. WCF is profiting again. You been takin' chair shots?
Avery: I know how it used to happen but this is 2016.
Tank: It's what?
Avery: It's TWUN-TY! SIX-TEEN!
Tank: Holy shit!
- Avery and Torture look at each other confused before looking back at Tank.
Tank: Man, that means it's been sitting outside for like...
- Tank stares off into space counting the math in his head.
Tank: .............. Six........ years..
Avery: What has?
Torture: What are you talking about?
Tank: Uhm, nothing.
- Tortures wife and son walk back in the room and say their goodbyes to the crew before heading out with a personal driver. Torture walks into the kitchen out of frame.
Tank: Bro, he has a personal driver again?
Avery: We beefed up security for the family after you know.. what happened.
Tank: With what happened?
Avery: Tortures brother?
Tank: Ryan Daniels?
Avery: That's not his brother!
Tank: They're NOT?!
Avery: Oh my god, are you on drugs?
Tank: I don't.. think so?
Avery: What is wrong with you? UGH.
- Avery shrugs it off and he walks into the kitchen where Torture is now on his laptop sitting at the kitchen table. Tank walks in and opens the fridge.
Avery: Researching?
Torture: Yeah.
Tank: What are you researching?
Avery: He has the World Championship match this Sunday, Tank. Against Wade, what else do you think he would be researching?
Torture: Right.
Avery: I'm thinking we need to get you hard on cardio. For real, Tort, this time you need to run every lap as hard as you can like you used to. This dude is tough. Don't take his weight, or personality lightly. This dude will give you everything he has in the ring because he's doing anything he can to keep that Championship belt around his waist. I don't think he'll go for low-hanging fruit..
Tank: Low hanging fruit? He's gonna try to hit Tort in the nutsack?
Avery: No, you dipshit. I mean, he's not going to try and cheat. I think he wants to beat you. You're still a big name that a lot of guys want to beat and by doing so it sort of cements their legacies. He wants to do that. He wants to be a great Champion and he'll do it by beating you, and then going to Fifteen and beating that terrible piece of shit Jay-
- Torture looks up with a menacing glare.
Avery: That terrible piece of shit, either way he's going to beat you and he'll retain at Fifteen. If you want a shot at winning you need to be doing what you're doing now.. and that's research.
- Torture nods.
Tank: You need to relax, Chris. This is one of the greatest World Champions of all time. You're lookin' at a dude who was in the main events of shows without even having the Championship title!
Avery: Point still stands, guys. Wade is ruthless and will defeat you if you don't step your game up. Now what ya got so far, Tort?
- Torture turns his laptop to Chris. The laptop is showing Torture's wikipedia page. "Accomplishments" to be more specific.
Avery:... Are you shitting me, right now?
Torture: Jussss sayin'.. Greatest wrestler ever..
Avery: And here I am thinkin' you're researching for your match.. SIGH..
- Avery stands up and walks out of the kitchen.
Torture: Ok, OKAY! Don't leave. I'm just messing around. I'll get serious, I'll get rough and tough, let's do this. I want to win, I want to show them I still have what it takes. I want to put on a good show at the very least, I'll be happy with that.
- Avery steps back into Torture's kitchen.
Torture: Let's get serious. What do we need to do to get back into this, what do I need to do.
Avery: You need cardio, you need strength, you need to break the ring rust.
Torture: Okay, I'm in.
Tank: OH MY GOD.. YOU GUYS..
- Tort and Avery both turn their attention to Tank who lifts his iPhone over his head and clicks play.
Tank: WE'RE GONNA NEED A MONTAGE!
- The scene flashes to Torture pumping iron in a gym which is connected to his mansion on his Los Angeles property. Avery coaching on as Torture breaking a sweat pumping iron, lift after lift, his eyes of determination, and Tank in the background doing his best Drake's Hotline Bling dancing while singing along to the music still blasting over his iPhone.
Tank: FROM JUST A BEGINNING TO A PRO, YOU NEED A MONTAGE!
- We cut to Torture running on a highschool track. Thoughts of his family rushing through his head, everything he's ever done for them. To be the best pro wrestler, to be the best business man, to make the most money and have the best financial security he can have for them. His brother, his enemies, they all flash before his eyes. He continues running at full speed. Tank rolls up next to him on a bike with his iPhone out blasting the 'Montage' song. Tank nods and continues singing to the song.
Tank: .. Show a little improvement to show it all would take to long!! THATS CALLED A MONTAGE!!
- Scene flashes to Torture doing push ups on his living room floor. We are shown a close up of Avery's face as spit flies every where with every barking order. Torture keeps pushing to the max. Avery continues to spit on close ups. Torture pushes to the limits. More spit flying from Avery. We cut back to Torture who is showing no stopping and pushing the bar. More spit from Avery. More coaching from Avery. Torture is still doing push-ups, slowing down with each one, continuing to set a new standard in training. Avery just spits out of his mouth. Tank is head bangin' to the song.
Tank: MONTAAGGEEE!!! EVEN ROCKY HAD A MONTAGE!!! ALLWAAYYS FAADEEE OUT IN A MONTAAAAAGGEEE...
- Torture hits his last push up and Avery applauds him for his effort. Torture rolls to his back gasping for air and covered in sweat. Tank helps lift Torture to his feet and the two share an awkward bro-hug. Torture grabs a towel and some water.
Torture: I think I'm ready!
Avery: It's been an hour.
- Torture spits the water out of his mouth in complete shock.
Torture: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Avery: You only worked out for an hour.
Torture: THIS IS HORSESHIT. FUCK YOU.
Avery: Why are you upset?
Torture: IM NOT IM JUST TIRED AS SHIT AND IM SLIGHTLY FRUSTRATED IM NOT REALLY UPSET AT YOU.
Avery: You're still yelling?
Torture: YEAH I DONT KNOW HOW TO STOP..
- Torture folds over and continues to take deep breaths. Avery grabs his backpack and pulls a little somethin' out.
Tank: Ooohhh yeah, some White Rockies Powder baby!
Avery: Uh, What?
Tank: Some Grand Canyon Squirrel?
Avery: What?!
Tank: You know.. Big Flake? Snow White? Aunt Bernice? Some Nose Dust?
Avery: What the fuck are you talking about?!
Tank: Big Rig McBigRig? Big Boy Pencil Shavin's? Lil Wayne's Dandruff? Cocaine bro! You got some coke?!
Avery: What? NO! Oh my god, no, this isn't drugs you weirdo. What the fuck is wrong with you?
Tank: You're the one pullin' shit out of a backpack.. and you're black.. Just sayin'.
Avery: I'm going to act like I didn't hear that.
Tank: Act all you want, you ain't gettin' no day time Emmy.
Avery: Anyways, I the three of us a flight..
Tank: Oh you takin' us up? You got some uppers?
Avery: No, dipshit, a flight. AIR PLANE TICKETS. My god what is wrong with you?
- Torture still trying to catch his breath responds.
Torture: A flight? Where you takin' us?
Avery: That is still a surprise, but I'll need your driver to take us straight to the runway.
Torture: Yeah, that's fine. I'm already packed for this weekends show anyway.
Hank Brown: What am I supposed to do?!
Torture: HOLY SHIT!!!
Avery: WHAT THE FUCK?!!?
- Tank is also scared and jumps back but trips over a coffee table and smashes through it. All 350 pounds of muscle smashes the wood coffee table, and Hank Brown asks again.
Hank: What am I supposed to do? Am I flying with you guys?
Avery: Where did you come from!?
Torture: You can't sneak up on us like that!
Hank: I've, literally, been here the entire time.
Torture: You what?! Wait, WHAT?
Hank: Remember? We had a lunch interview and you ignored most of my questions and talked to your wife instead. Then we finished lunch and you looked right at me before getting up and telling me you were going to be the next World Champion and that's when Chris showed up. Shortly after, Tank showed up.
Avery: You've been here the entire time?!
Hank: I said that, yes. You guys we're doing Torture's training work-out and I was right there with you guys taking notes.
- Tank is getting up slowly, holding onto his ribcage.
Tank: We're gonna have to get a bell for you bro, put it around your neck.
Hank: So can I go with you guys?
Avery: You're going to need to get your own flight, Hank. Sorry, man. I had no idea you were even coming!
Hank: Well, you emailed me and told me today would be the best day to interview Torture, since it was before his "business trip".
Avery: I said that?
Hank: Whatever, it's cool, I'll catch up with you guys tomorrow.
Avery: You don't even know where we're going.. wait, do you know?
Hank: No, but I'm usually around for things like this, because this is written out and I'm a character that literally shows up when I'm needed to push the plot forward.
Avery: Excuse me?
Hank: Nothing, I'll see you guys tomorrow.
- Hank puts away his notebook and steps out the front door. Tank tries to put the table back together but it isn't holding. Avery gets Torture back to his feet and the scene fades to black.
- Scene fades in with Torture in the backseat with Tank. The black SUV is rolling down the streets of..
Torture: Why do you have us in Chicago, Chris?
Avery: Just wait, just wait, we're almost there. Driver turn on the next street!
- .. The streets of Chicago. The SUV turns down an isolated street next to a warehouse. The three men exit the vehicle and Avery leads them to some double doors on the East side of the this huge warehouse located in business district. Avery opens up and nods for them to follow. Within a few steps in, Torture's face tells the entire story. His little jokes, his vulnerability, the insecurity, all blown away by one kind gesture from Chris.
Torture: Where did you get th-Where did you find it?
Avery: It wasn't easy, but thanks to the internet and some crazy wrestling contacts I tracked it down. Pretty cool, huh?
Tank: Is it special to you, bro?
Torture: It was the first ring I ever bumped in, the first ring I ever professionaly wrestled in, MAN, it looks so aged, it looks experienced.
- Avery smiles as Torture runs a finger across the apron. His finger gets to the corner and pulls the string tight, resting the apron on the mat better to look more presentable.
Torture: This is insane, Chris. I don't even know what to say.
Avery: You need to train hard, this isn't a fight, Tort. This isn't that piece of shit who tried ruining your life. This isn't Corey in face paint, this isn't some mid card talent with a Hardcore title that didn't belong to him, this is Wade Moor, the WCF Heavyweight Champion..
- Torture looks to the old wrestling ring before looking back at Avery.
Avery: He's a ruthless son of a bitch who won't let up.. So you're going to need to dig down deep and give him everything you got!
- Torture looks back to the ring as Tank smiles on. The "pep talk" seemed to get the team motivated in the right direction. Torture steps into the ring as the driver brings in two big bags.
Torture: What are the bags for?
Avery: Now, I didn't fly to the city that birthed me... not to get in that ring with you and beat your ass.
- A huge grin flashes across Torture's face. Tank's seven foot frame jumps up and down with glee and he pulls out his iPhone.
Avery: NO
- Tank's reaction goes from happy to sad.
Avery: .. Fine
- Tank gets excited! He clicks play on his cell phone.
Tank: WERE GONNA NEED A MONTAGE! THATS WHY ITS CALLED A MONTAAGEE!
- The scene flashes as the music plays once more as Tank leans on the apron in the corner singing along to the music and rockin' out as Avery and Torture whip each other off the ropes hitting back body drops and shoulder tackles. In another clip Torture flips Avery on to his back and hits a standing leg drop. Another clip shows Avery hitting a few wild punches sending Torture back into the corner and when Avery combos into a jumping Stinger-like splash, Torture catches him and hits a stiff spinebuster! "OHHHHH" reacts Tank as Torture gets to his feet wiping off his brow.
Tank: The hour's approaching, to give it your best And you've got to reach your prime!!
- Torture jumps off the top rope hitting a frog splash move that he hasn't used as a finisher in quite some time. Still picture perfect as ever.
Tank: That’s when you need to put yourself to the test and show us a passage of time!!
- Torture hits the sliding punch in one flash of a scene before transitioning into a Tortures Device on Avery! The 80's action style montage clip shows Torture spinning into the Tortures Device from several different camera angles. Sweat being thrown from their bodies as Torture hits in dead in the middle of the ring!
Tank: We're going to need a montage!! OOoooooh it takes a montage!! GOD DAMN THAT LOOKS GOOD!
- The music stops as Tank applauds and Torture helps Avery roll to the corner where Tank is standing by. Avery is still slowly waking up when..
Hank: You look better, Tort!
Tank: HOLYFUCK?!
Torture:WHATTHEFUCK?!
Hank: What?
Torture: WHY DO YOU SNEAK UP ON US LIKE THAT?!
Hank: Are you kidding me?
- Torture stumbled backwards into the corner and is now holding his heart. Tank still has his shocked face as he's some-what holding onto Avery. Chris brushes his hands off of him as if he was protecting him from an intruder.
Hank: For real, are you kidding me?
- The crew still has the same facial expression.
Hank: I've been here the whole time!
- Nope. Same face.
Hank: I WAS IN THE CAR WITH YOU!
- Still nope. Same faces from all three of them.
Hank: YOU GUYS ASKED ME IF I WANTED TO RIDE WITH YOU GUYS FROM THE AIRPORT! YOU SAW ME? YOU FLAGGED ME DOWN?! YOU SAID DO YOU WANT A RIDE OH MY GOD WHY DO YOU GUYS NOT REMEMBER ME?!
- And still nope. Hank sighs and looks to put away his notebook.
Torture: Wait, wait, Hank. I'm feeling better, I'm feeling good, ask me some questions!
Hank: Fine. I've wanted that for almost the entire day.
Torture: Okay! Ask me, Hank. What ya got?
Hank: Well what do you think your chances are against Wade Moor. He's come into his own as a solid main event piece in Wrestling Championship Federation and his goal isn't to give up that World Championship title any time soon, do you think you have a legitimate shot at beating him on Slam?
- Tort smirks.
Torture: Well yeah, but I don't feel like I used to.
Hank: Oh?
Torture: I don't know, Hank. It's hard to explain but in my prime, I felt like I could beat anybody, anytime, anywhere. It didn't matter if I was standing in this ring in the middle of some hick mid-west town, or if I was slummin' it across southern California, I knew I could win. For the most part, I just needed the shot to show I can win. In my prime in WCF I was one of the best wrestlers this place has ever seen, but listen, I'll give credit where credit is due, there's plenty of great wrestlers right now. I don't compare myself to these guys, and I hope they don't compare themselves to anyone from my generation. This shit has evolved and their so much better, it's impossible to compare. I will say I think I can win, I know I have a shot at winning, but to say that without a doubt in my mind is a lie.
Hank: Doubt?
Torture: Well, I guess it's not doubt. I just think I have nothing to lose anymore. When I came back last year, I was just having fun and decided to do some things I've never really done and it paid off short-term but it didn't make me feel any better and it didn't give me the satisfaction that I was really craving. I needed to do things right, and Price showed me that. For better or worse, he opened my eyes to what a prick I was being and I didn't need to be that way. I still have a lot to learn in life but I have so many things I can teach too, especially to a lot of good kids and workers in this business. I just feel that I can win on Sunday and become a World Champion again, or I can lose and I know I put up a good fight. I want to put on a show. I want to be comfortable with whatever happens, and this will be the first time I've ever truly felt that way.
Hank: Comfortable? What do you mean?
Torture: I was so into winning all the time, Hank that I was never really comfortable in my own skin. Trent Hunter did what? I have to do it better. Logan did that? I can one up it. For ten years I was on a constant path of just winning and winning and winning that I never really gave my chance to just experience the moment I was in. I never stopped and looked around and realized this is bigger than I am. I remember the first Thirteen event, and never once did I stop to think, hey, you should get behind this, this could be a really big deal in years to come, nope. All I thought about was winning. And winning some more. I wanted to win so much, I didn't even tap out to Brad Kane at One, Hank!
Hank: We all know, it as controversial.
Torture: He deserved it, Hank! I should have tapped but I'm so god damn stubborn and stupid I just couldn't see myself tapping to him, and I should have. I shouldn't have walked out when I felt like I wasn't going to win anymore. After I beat Slickie T at One-
Hank: Also controversial.
Torture: ..After I won that match, we were put into this huge match for Ten the next month and I was so worried about winning I walked away. I literally quit like a crybaby because I felt like Seth wasn't giving me the opportunity to win. Was it fair? No, but did I deserve fair? No! I had my fair shots, someone else could have gotten more time, but that's not how I worked, and I was an idiot for doing it. I realize now that yes, Torture winning the World Title in 2016 is going to make someone mad, or annoyed, or frustrated or maybe they claim it isn't fair for them, but I don't see anyone throwing down sick ass promos, making badass songs about their piece of shit rivals, or having some crazy cool matches with Omegas weird cousins.. who I claimed were Omega, but still, you get me?
Hank: I do, I do get you.
Torture: There are more deserving men to have a shot at the gold, but I still feel I'm competitive and if I challenged the World Champion and Seth made it happen then I'll take advantage! Don't mistake me for being too nice, Hank, I'm still going to throw Wade around like a little bitch, and try to take that title, but at the end of Slam if his hand is raised in victory, know that I'm giving it everything I have. I'm going to put on a great show, Hank, I'm going to give everything I've ever had in my aresenal, I'm going to hit him with every move I have and at the end of Slam, I hope to be the one with the arm raised and that World Championship gold back on my shoulder.
Hank: I think I got enough quotes for my podcast, Thanks Tort.
Torture: Hah! What?! Your what?!
Hank: Podcast?
Torture: What the fuck is a pot cast?
Hank: Like a radio show.. but on the internet.
Torture: An internet show? You guys are a bunch of weirdos now.
Hank: Yeah, kind of, anyways, I'll get back to ya soon. Good luck on Sunday!
Torture: Thanks Hank.
- Hank walks out as Avery is drying off with a towel in a chair near the ring. Torture walks from the one side of the ring to Tank and Avery's side.
Torture: Let's hit up that Taco truck on Cooper where you used to live.
- Avery nods in approval as Tank whispers the Montage tune and we fade out.
Tank:Even Torture has montage.. MONTAAGEEE..
