Post by cVc™ on Mar 3, 2016 0:39:38 GMT -5
3/2/2016
Presbyterian Cancer Center
Hawthorne Lane Charlotte, NC
2:34 PM
The Presbyterian Cancer Center is where the scene opens up. The top level holds the patients fighting to stay alive. One patient inparticular sits quietly on his bed playing with his gameboy. He awaits his favorite wrestler because the boys name came up finally on the make a wish list. Little Jimmy Crane is only 11 years old. He has watched WCF wrestling his entire life. Jimmy sits alone in his room still waiting when a nurse comes in.
“Hey Darlin!’ She yelps. Jimmy raises his head up from the gameboy to lock eye contact with her. “What is it, Betty” he replies.
“WCF sent over a wrestler but it’s not Joey Flash. I’m sorry.” The little boy sighs. “Long as it’s not cV…” Jimmy blurts out before he is interrupted suddenly. “Cocked back and fuckin’ loaded” a voice calls out from beyond the doorway. Jimmy pulls the covers up to his face recognizing the voice almost immediately. “They sent another big star though! Chance Von Crank” Nurse Betty finishes.
Chance walks into Jimmy’s room with his signature strut on full display. Pixie Paradoxxx follows close behind Crank, pushing a stroller. Jimmy remembers the promo his mother forbid him to watch that cVc streamed live all over the world. He looks into the stroller slowly. A jar with a dead fetus mess fills the jar to the brim. Pixie has a makeshift outfit around the outside of the jar and treating it like a real baby.
“Hey sugar, could you hold my youngin’ fer just a sec?” Pixie asks Jimmy. He reluctantly shakes his head yes as Nurse Betty hurries out of the room. Jimmy tries to use his eyes to indicate for her to stay but she books it out of the room.
“I have some shit here for you, kid.” Chance sighs. Pixie picks up the blanket swaddled jar holding it carefully as if it were a live baby. She hands it ever so carefully to the young cancer patient. “Burp him if you don’t care. I fed him on the way over here.” Pixie whispers
“You can’t breast feed with them fake titties. Stop lieing to this kid. He’s gonna be dead soon.” cVc explains. Jimmy rocks the jar back and forth carefully patting the back of the jar to appease Pixie Paradoxxx.
Chance looks down at Jimmy as he cowers in fear. Crank hovers above him.
“I know you were expecting someone else but he won’t matter in six months where cVc will be must see tv. I brought a camera man to show that I give back. So smile and sit the fuck up straight.” Chance warns.
Jimmy sits up straight and looks at Chance Von Crank. He continues to rock the jar before Pixie comes over and takes it from him. “It’s time for a diaper change!” Pixie whispers at the jar. The little boy is scared to death of Pixie after witnessing her behavior for only five minutes.
“Life can be tough. I don’t know what it’s like to be poor and have to die with cancer because of it.” cVc exclaims. Jimmy looks up at Chance with a puzzled look on his face. “To die of cancer because I am poor?” Jimmy asks.
“Oh yeah. See your mom and dad don’t make enough money to get you the proper treatment you require so you will die here in this welfare end of the cancer center. These people are really doing you a favor your parents will pay for long after you are dead.” Chance explains.
Jimmy hides his face with the covers again. Pixie has the jar laid out on a table. She uses baby powders then uses a “pretend” diaper on the jar. “All Done.” She proclaims. Chance walks to the end of the bend and puts both palms down of Jimmy’s small end table. Crank and Jimmy lock eyes.
“Jimmy I know you are a huge fan. I wish I could bring myself to care but the company told me to play nice. I’m not nice. I don’t “do” nice. I mangle people from the inside out until I can control them like a puppet.” Chance exclaims. He points over towards Pixie. She continues to love the jar just as any mother would a child. cVc turns back towards Jimmy.
“I made her that way. I took everything she had and crushed it. I molded the perfect whore with pain served with a side of trauma and she’s what’s left. I know you watch all the PPV’s and probably even do that nerdy e-wrestling shit but what do you think?” Chance asks Jimmy
“Think about what!?” Jimmy asks immediately. Chance turns his back to the young cancer patient then continues.
“Did you see what the Trailer Park Prodigy did to Tiffany White?” cVc asks. He then turns around to face Jimmy. “I beat her, Jimmy. I took her spirit and everything good she had inside and spoiled it all. I ruined her for the rest because she will never be as good as cVc made her.”
Jimmy becomes more comfortable and drops the hospital blanket down from his face. Chance continues to talk to him.
“I changed her whole life, Jimmy. She had nothing but a weak poker career that went bust due to online gambling laws being enforced. I have wiped my ass with her now and looking forward I got a real shot at winning this tournament I qualified for.” Chance continues.
“You see Jimmy. The world throws adversity at you like cancer. I know Cancer has beaten you and it’s because you are a loser. You can’t be cVc. You will die because you don’t have what cVc has got. Don’t worry people much stronger than you will try too. Atreyu, Jared and Kemp all dream about the life Chance Von Crank lives. They all know I am superior because it’s the fucking truth.” Chance barks sharply.
The kid begins rocking his head back and forth completely pumped as he now sits front and center for a beastly cVc promo in real time.
“These men need to realize I just got here and am already hot shit. I don’t care if they think they are this or that because they aren’t. It’s all about Chance Von Crank and the hot shit he continues to sell in arenas throughout the US of A. They peddle second hand mean while my legitimacy trends worldwide. cVc just being in a match with these three raises their stock substantially. I put asses in seats to sell mean to earn all that fuckin’ green.” Chance continues.
The live shoot has caused Jimmy to become a Chance Von Crank fan. He is now wearing the Shock N’ Rolla wrist bands that Pixie gave him. Pixie walks over behind Chance holding a thin long box. She hands it to cVc then walks back over to tend to the dead baby jar.
“This shirt tells a secret you must keep, kid. That look in your eyes tell me you just sold your soul to The Harlan County Devil. It was cheap too. That’s why you are going to die with cancer. You made it too easy for it to kill you. Cancer took a weak soul over and now will devour you whole. Too bad… We could have been friends.” Chance finishes.
Crank hands the box over to Jimmy. He quickly begins tearing it open. The spoiler causes his eyes to widen as the shirt in the box is not visible from the angle. The kid gawks at the shirt then back at cVc expecting an explanation.
“I can’t change the wrestling business without some help. I am looking to take over the wrestling world once more in a blaze of fuckin’ glory. I would sign that but your parents may sell it to keep you alive and I can’t allow that. Population control is real and you drank too much city water. Bombs the government set off out west years and years before even cVc was born blew east and the bad shit settled in these mountains. This water is like poison, haha. Ah.. I hope you die quick, kid.” Chance roasts.
Pixie bends down to kiss the dieing preteen. She puts the dead baby filled jar into the stroller and pushes it out of the room. Crank mutters, “Pussy.” at Jimmy as he struts out of the room.
THE END.
