Post by logan on Jan 25, 2007 17:02:47 GMT -5
The camera focuses on a blurry figure standing behind bars, the camera becomes more focused, and reveals it to be none other than Logan.
Logan: When do I get my phone call?
Logan stands against the bars holding each one of them in his hands while peaking his face out in between the two.
Logan: I should be getting my own cell, I'm popular damnit! I'm Logan!
Behind Logan is a crowd of populated goons, drunks, thiefs, addicts, and what have you. Logan doesn't exactly fit in with the jail group. His well dressed appearance, and good looks doesn't match up with the rest of the filthy group. Logan just leans against the bars with an emotionless look on his face.
Logan: How dare they lock me up with this cheap boudles. You would think that a celebrity such as myself would be eating steak, and lobster right now in his own cell. I mean, I'm a freakin' tag team champion, and WCF legend.. they can't do this to me.
These comments from Logan grasp the attention of a certain goon in the back of the cell, he makes his way past the others, and arrives at Logan's side.
Goon: Tag team champion? WCF Legend? YOU MUST BE LOGAN!
The goons breath reeks of whiskey as he leans in getting a closer look at Logan.
Goon: You are! Sir..
The goon grabs Logan's hand giving it a kiss, Logan simply stares at him with a look of confusion.
Goon: You're like my god, actually.. your the reason I got here in the first place.
A smile forms over Logan's face.
Logan: Well, it's about time someone recognizes me. But let me ask you a question, why would you be in an awful place like this because of me?
Goon: I got mad at this clerk in block buster for charging me a late fee when it clearly says outside.. NO LATE FEES. So, I went behind the counter, took my movies back, and gave him a Connector before I left. Yup.. so that's how I got here.
Logan: And you were drunk?
Goon: Yeah, but I would've done the same if I was sober. I live by your way of life.
Logan notices the goons appearance to be strikinly close to his. The goon has his hair cut the same, and sports Logan merchandise clothing.
Logan: Your story sounds pretty familiar.
Goon: Your facing Jack of Blades this Sunday for the title right?
Logan sighs.
Logan: Yeah... I really don't want to, but hey it's for the title. It just so happens that me, and Jack are the two best in this company. Nothing comes close to Logan versus Jack of Blades, nothing can touch that. I'm sure you, and the other billion Logan fans out there are wondering if the title will.. get between us so to speak. I don't think it will, me, and Jack will wrestle our best for that belt. The better man wins, that's all there is to it. This is Jack's first ever world title match, so I'm sure he's become a bit nervous as late, and he's facing his tag team partner. I know that won't take away from the match though, I know I won't give no less just because me, and Jack happen to be the best of friends. I want that title just as bad as Blades does even if it's going be the fifth time I hold it. You see, I'll admit this though.. Jack is like no other I've ever faced. This One is going to be history for WCF, it's going be the first time in WCF history that tag team champions fought for the world title. But not only that, Blades is like a new breed of wrestlers. Right now in WCF their is nobody else like Jack of Blades, he's one of a kind, and that's why he always reminds me of a young me. Always fresh, always on top of things, and never letting his guard down. Me, and Jack are going to make history this Sunday at One. I can guarantee this match will be remembered, and defiantly be a WCF classic. I know I'm not going just lay down for Jack, no.. especially not on the biggest stage of them all. Like I've said before, I wouldn't mind winning the WCF title again, and if I have to beat my best friend to win that honor.. then so be it. I'm sure Blades will treat me the same. This Sunday isn't about our parades, our tag belts, or our friendship.. no, all of that will be thrown out of the window. It's about being the main event of the biggest pay per view of the year, and fighting like warriors for the world title. I wish all that a can to Jack, and I'm all up for a great wrestling match. One is going to be magic, it's going to be a night to remember.
Logan looks over as the goon is drooling while listening to him.
Goon: That was..
The goon runs a hand over his mouth.
Goon: That was the greatest speech I've ever heard. You know, you should think about running for president whenever you retire from wrestling.
Logan: Yeah..?
Goon: Hell yeah, I'd vote for you. If you win you could even wear a crown like you did when you were running WCF?
Logan: Ha..
Goon: You know what, Logan?
The goon bites his lower lip before speaking again.
Goon: I'm busting you out of here.
Logan: Uh.. what..?
Goon: Yeah, me, and you Logan all the way to the top. You'll take me with you on your path to success if I bust you out right?
Logan: Yeah sure, what's your plan?
Goon: I know you've got that huge match at One this Sunday, and we can't sit around here talking about it. So, when the guard comes by again.. I'll grab his keys, then..
Just then a guard appears, and calls out Logan's name.
Logan: Yup, right here. You should've noticed me though, I am pretty popular.
Guard: Right, well.. you've made bail. A friend of yours has bonded you out.
Logan: Damn right I made bail, boudle.
The guard opens the cell door escorting Logan away before closing the door again.
Goon: Logan! Get me out!
Logan ignores the goon, and leaves with the guard as the scene fades out.
Logan: When do I get my phone call?
Logan stands against the bars holding each one of them in his hands while peaking his face out in between the two.
Logan: I should be getting my own cell, I'm popular damnit! I'm Logan!
Behind Logan is a crowd of populated goons, drunks, thiefs, addicts, and what have you. Logan doesn't exactly fit in with the jail group. His well dressed appearance, and good looks doesn't match up with the rest of the filthy group. Logan just leans against the bars with an emotionless look on his face.
Logan: How dare they lock me up with this cheap boudles. You would think that a celebrity such as myself would be eating steak, and lobster right now in his own cell. I mean, I'm a freakin' tag team champion, and WCF legend.. they can't do this to me.
These comments from Logan grasp the attention of a certain goon in the back of the cell, he makes his way past the others, and arrives at Logan's side.
Goon: Tag team champion? WCF Legend? YOU MUST BE LOGAN!
The goons breath reeks of whiskey as he leans in getting a closer look at Logan.
Goon: You are! Sir..
The goon grabs Logan's hand giving it a kiss, Logan simply stares at him with a look of confusion.
Goon: You're like my god, actually.. your the reason I got here in the first place.
A smile forms over Logan's face.
Logan: Well, it's about time someone recognizes me. But let me ask you a question, why would you be in an awful place like this because of me?
Goon: I got mad at this clerk in block buster for charging me a late fee when it clearly says outside.. NO LATE FEES. So, I went behind the counter, took my movies back, and gave him a Connector before I left. Yup.. so that's how I got here.
Logan: And you were drunk?
Goon: Yeah, but I would've done the same if I was sober. I live by your way of life.
Logan notices the goons appearance to be strikinly close to his. The goon has his hair cut the same, and sports Logan merchandise clothing.
Logan: Your story sounds pretty familiar.
Goon: Your facing Jack of Blades this Sunday for the title right?
Logan sighs.
Logan: Yeah... I really don't want to, but hey it's for the title. It just so happens that me, and Jack are the two best in this company. Nothing comes close to Logan versus Jack of Blades, nothing can touch that. I'm sure you, and the other billion Logan fans out there are wondering if the title will.. get between us so to speak. I don't think it will, me, and Jack will wrestle our best for that belt. The better man wins, that's all there is to it. This is Jack's first ever world title match, so I'm sure he's become a bit nervous as late, and he's facing his tag team partner. I know that won't take away from the match though, I know I won't give no less just because me, and Jack happen to be the best of friends. I want that title just as bad as Blades does even if it's going be the fifth time I hold it. You see, I'll admit this though.. Jack is like no other I've ever faced. This One is going to be history for WCF, it's going be the first time in WCF history that tag team champions fought for the world title. But not only that, Blades is like a new breed of wrestlers. Right now in WCF their is nobody else like Jack of Blades, he's one of a kind, and that's why he always reminds me of a young me. Always fresh, always on top of things, and never letting his guard down. Me, and Jack are going to make history this Sunday at One. I can guarantee this match will be remembered, and defiantly be a WCF classic. I know I'm not going just lay down for Jack, no.. especially not on the biggest stage of them all. Like I've said before, I wouldn't mind winning the WCF title again, and if I have to beat my best friend to win that honor.. then so be it. I'm sure Blades will treat me the same. This Sunday isn't about our parades, our tag belts, or our friendship.. no, all of that will be thrown out of the window. It's about being the main event of the biggest pay per view of the year, and fighting like warriors for the world title. I wish all that a can to Jack, and I'm all up for a great wrestling match. One is going to be magic, it's going to be a night to remember.
Logan looks over as the goon is drooling while listening to him.
Goon: That was..
The goon runs a hand over his mouth.
Goon: That was the greatest speech I've ever heard. You know, you should think about running for president whenever you retire from wrestling.
Logan: Yeah..?
Goon: Hell yeah, I'd vote for you. If you win you could even wear a crown like you did when you were running WCF?
Logan: Ha..
Goon: You know what, Logan?
The goon bites his lower lip before speaking again.
Goon: I'm busting you out of here.
Logan: Uh.. what..?
Goon: Yeah, me, and you Logan all the way to the top. You'll take me with you on your path to success if I bust you out right?
Logan: Yeah sure, what's your plan?
Goon: I know you've got that huge match at One this Sunday, and we can't sit around here talking about it. So, when the guard comes by again.. I'll grab his keys, then..
Just then a guard appears, and calls out Logan's name.
Logan: Yup, right here. You should've noticed me though, I am pretty popular.
Guard: Right, well.. you've made bail. A friend of yours has bonded you out.
Logan: Damn right I made bail, boudle.
The guard opens the cell door escorting Logan away before closing the door again.
Goon: Logan! Get me out!
Logan ignores the goon, and leaves with the guard as the scene fades out.
