Post by Davey Ortega on Sept 12, 2006 18:41:17 GMT -5
*The scene opens in the back Bayou of Louisiana, where a beautiful Mansion resides surrounded by trees. A Mustang pulls up the driveway, and parks behind a black Firebird. A man gets out and walks up the the door and knocks. Another man opens it and walks out. The camera pans into reveal the man walking out is Outcast, and the man that knocked is Davey Ortega. Outcast is holding a suitcase.*
Davey: Victor don't do this. Doctor. Underwood says you are still not stable. He says your rpressed memories could comeback after extreme stress...and joining WCF could be a disasterous thing for you AND WCF.
Outcast: Davey I feel fine. They kept me locked up in that damn institution for to long. I haven't had any distressing thoughts about it in awhile. Besides Logan and the ToT needs to be stopped. I have to do this.
Davey: You? Let CD handle it...let someone else handle it. Now put down the suitcase and go back inside.
Outcast: No..now move your car. I have a plane to catch.
*Davey sighs and does what he is asked, Outcast watches his car fade into the distance. Outcast walks to the Firebird and puts his suitcase in the back, then gets in and drives off.*
3:33 pm
Sir...Sir...Sir...Sir.....Excuse me sir? ...Better answer here.
Outcast: What?
Person behind the counter: Sir...your ticket?
Outcast: Oh, right. *Outcast pulls his ticket out of the right pants pocket and it to him.*
Person behind the counter: Thank you. OK...you boared soon sir.
*A few minutes after that, the plane begins to board. Outcast walks into it and finds his seat.*
Flight Attendant on speaker: Thank you for flying with us today, we will now begin our descent to Toledo, Ohio..
*Outcast begind to drift off.*
LET ME OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Damn you Victor...you need me!! You could not have won your second WCF title with out me and you know it! I know we have had our differences but we can work those out. Do you think you can defeat Logan with out my guidance? You probably couldn't even beat your opponent in your return match...Shane Sires. Oh yeah, you know what they call him? The Punisher. He's a big boy Victor, standing seven foot tall. You haven't got a chance in hell against him with out me. So let me OOOUUUU---
*Outcast wakes up violently kicking the seat infront of him, with his eyes wide open and in a cold sweat. He looks around to people not noticing him, but getting off the plane. He composes himself and joins them. He makes his way out of the Airpoort. He signals a cab and gets in.*
Cabbie: Where to, bub?
Outcast: Out on 24, towards Napoleon. Take a right on 71..then keep going.
*The cabbie does as is told, in about 45 minutes they arrive. He gets out and hands the cabbie the money, the cabbie looks at him.*
Cabbie: You sure, bub? This place is run down and filthy. In fact isn't this a...
Outcast: School. Now leave.
*With out hesitation the cabbie drives off. Outcast makes his way to the Old School. He walks in and goes up the stairs. Nothing has changed. He walks to the last room on the right on the second floor. He goes behind the broken desk and looks up at the rows of chairs..*
Outcast: THIS...this is what it is all about. My life, my legacy...my time. I was kept in that damn mental hospital for to long. When they let me out they said extreme stress could cause it all to come back...hahaha...I'm...COUNTING on it. My already weak grip on reality was killing my humanity. Hell I didn't care what I did to who in that ring...but I did it. The fans still cheered. Students, todays lesson is something of innovative nature. It's on how to keep people happy. Can anyone answer this for me? Hmm..what? No one. You all have learned something in my absents. It is impossible to keep everyon happy. So who the hell cares...just keep yourself happy. Do you know what makes me happy? Whoa..whoa..one at a time! Oh thats a good one...beating Logan does make me happy. Yes..winning matches..Oh nice..winning tittles as well. Though I love messing with the Team of Treachery. I get to do just that this Sunday. This Sunday at Slam..I get to make my return against Shane Sires..aka The Punisher. This guy seems to think he is Frank Castle. Though I thought Castle was to punish all the evil doers..and he seems to have teamed with the most hanious of all villians. Though thats ok, is Mr. Sires thinks his career will rise through Logan I will let him. No body knows Logans ways better than I. Logan will use Shane untill he has no use for him. Shan..you are nothing but a glorified human shield. I know you think you will win your big debut, starting some sort of dominate thing. I'm sure Shan didn't expect for Outcast to come back, and stand in his way. I know Shane may not be familiar with me, but get used to it. Get used to seeing me standing over you...as you lay on the ground helpless.
Class...is...dismissed.
*A few minutes later Outcast walks to the window, looking upward.*
Outcast: ToT will fall by my hand, Shane Sires will know defeat in his first match here in WCF. My Nightmare will rise again...
*Scene fades*
Davey: Victor don't do this. Doctor. Underwood says you are still not stable. He says your rpressed memories could comeback after extreme stress...and joining WCF could be a disasterous thing for you AND WCF.
Outcast: Davey I feel fine. They kept me locked up in that damn institution for to long. I haven't had any distressing thoughts about it in awhile. Besides Logan and the ToT needs to be stopped. I have to do this.
Davey: You? Let CD handle it...let someone else handle it. Now put down the suitcase and go back inside.
Outcast: No..now move your car. I have a plane to catch.
*Davey sighs and does what he is asked, Outcast watches his car fade into the distance. Outcast walks to the Firebird and puts his suitcase in the back, then gets in and drives off.*
3:33 pm
Sir...Sir...Sir...Sir.....Excuse me sir? ...Better answer here.
Outcast: What?
Person behind the counter: Sir...your ticket?
Outcast: Oh, right. *Outcast pulls his ticket out of the right pants pocket and it to him.*
Person behind the counter: Thank you. OK...you boared soon sir.
*A few minutes after that, the plane begins to board. Outcast walks into it and finds his seat.*
Flight Attendant on speaker: Thank you for flying with us today, we will now begin our descent to Toledo, Ohio..
*Outcast begind to drift off.*
LET ME OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Damn you Victor...you need me!! You could not have won your second WCF title with out me and you know it! I know we have had our differences but we can work those out. Do you think you can defeat Logan with out my guidance? You probably couldn't even beat your opponent in your return match...Shane Sires. Oh yeah, you know what they call him? The Punisher. He's a big boy Victor, standing seven foot tall. You haven't got a chance in hell against him with out me. So let me OOOUUUU---
*Outcast wakes up violently kicking the seat infront of him, with his eyes wide open and in a cold sweat. He looks around to people not noticing him, but getting off the plane. He composes himself and joins them. He makes his way out of the Airpoort. He signals a cab and gets in.*
Cabbie: Where to, bub?
Outcast: Out on 24, towards Napoleon. Take a right on 71..then keep going.
*The cabbie does as is told, in about 45 minutes they arrive. He gets out and hands the cabbie the money, the cabbie looks at him.*
Cabbie: You sure, bub? This place is run down and filthy. In fact isn't this a...
Outcast: School. Now leave.
*With out hesitation the cabbie drives off. Outcast makes his way to the Old School. He walks in and goes up the stairs. Nothing has changed. He walks to the last room on the right on the second floor. He goes behind the broken desk and looks up at the rows of chairs..*
Outcast: THIS...this is what it is all about. My life, my legacy...my time. I was kept in that damn mental hospital for to long. When they let me out they said extreme stress could cause it all to come back...hahaha...I'm...COUNTING on it. My already weak grip on reality was killing my humanity. Hell I didn't care what I did to who in that ring...but I did it. The fans still cheered. Students, todays lesson is something of innovative nature. It's on how to keep people happy. Can anyone answer this for me? Hmm..what? No one. You all have learned something in my absents. It is impossible to keep everyon happy. So who the hell cares...just keep yourself happy. Do you know what makes me happy? Whoa..whoa..one at a time! Oh thats a good one...beating Logan does make me happy. Yes..winning matches..Oh nice..winning tittles as well. Though I love messing with the Team of Treachery. I get to do just that this Sunday. This Sunday at Slam..I get to make my return against Shane Sires..aka The Punisher. This guy seems to think he is Frank Castle. Though I thought Castle was to punish all the evil doers..and he seems to have teamed with the most hanious of all villians. Though thats ok, is Mr. Sires thinks his career will rise through Logan I will let him. No body knows Logans ways better than I. Logan will use Shane untill he has no use for him. Shan..you are nothing but a glorified human shield. I know you think you will win your big debut, starting some sort of dominate thing. I'm sure Shan didn't expect for Outcast to come back, and stand in his way. I know Shane may not be familiar with me, but get used to it. Get used to seeing me standing over you...as you lay on the ground helpless.
Class...is...dismissed.
*A few minutes later Outcast walks to the window, looking upward.*
Outcast: ToT will fall by my hand, Shane Sires will know defeat in his first match here in WCF. My Nightmare will rise again...
*Scene fades*
