Post by Shadowlove on Mar 24, 2016 20:30:52 GMT -5
The Field Museum of Natural History in Chicago is one of the largest such museums in the world. This museum maintains its status as a premier natural history museum through the size and quality of its educational and scientific programs, as well as due to its extensive scientific specimen and artifact collections. The diverse, high quality permanent exhibitions, which attract up to million visitors annually, range from the earliest fossils to past and current cultures from around the world to interactive programming demonstrating today's urgent needs, wants, and desires of the World Championship Federation for the Television Championship Match on the pay-per-view show, EXPLOSION!
Low and behold, the answer to the WCF‘s prayers has been answered and is standing on the top step of the Museum looking just a tad bored at the moment knowing that HISTORY is about to be made. And bringing with it. . .
A NEW ERA OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT IN THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP FEDERATION!
"PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE" by Queen starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove twiddling his fingers and thumbs, looking at his watch, which he doesn't even own, on his wrist, starts pacing back and forth like he is late for an appointment. His classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, showing off a fighter's face, and an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. Stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bullring, throwing it up into the air, catching it and putting it back on as if nothing has happened. His low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
Shadowlove: Tiffany, Tiffany, Tiffany, I, for one, am not your son! You can refer to me as Sir, “Breed”, or even as the WCF’s “Next” Television Champion! How much knowing is that piece of mind worth to you? How much time will you spend trying to achieve the peace of mind of knowing that you will never be the Television Champion thanks to “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove, Me? How will you live with yourself knowing that you lived up to your reputation as someone who is talented but never lives up to the hype of being “The Last Militant Little Girl”? That is the downfall of being a militant adrenaline junkie. You thrive on excitement outside the squared-circle, but then, when comes to you inside the squared-circle fighting for a Championship, you simply become a predictably boring choke-artist. Just ask your wide circle of friends, they even find you unreliable, they only tolerate you because you're providing them a service of a dime bag of wacky tobaccy, a shot of hard liquor, a kilo of unpure cocaine, a tab or two of Ecstasy, a box of Dag Riddik mini-condoms, and kinky sex. Does the thought of never becoming the Television Champion give you the hard on that you need in your militant adrenaline junkie mind to step into the ring with Me at Explosion? You do know Tiffany, that the Television Championship will never bring you the peace of mind of knowing that you are facing the toughest challenge in your career, right? You do know Tiffany, that the Television Championship won't give you the peace of mind and the confidence that you’ll need of knowing that I am the one bringing your dreams, your hopes, your aspiration, and your thoughts of stardom to a very explosive end, even before getting started? (A casting couch might help) And, the plot thickens Tiffany, you will be very foolish to believe otherwise because it is one thing to be deceptive to the WCF, but it is even worse to be deceptive towards yourself. . .
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system. (And back by popular demand cause you know that you guys love to watch Ms. Miyamoto. . . "STRUT!")
The Infamous Superstar's personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, enters with flirty confidence as she steps in rhythm up the steps of the Museum. She mischievously smiles to herself, shaking her head, "Parking". Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a crimson red sequin Mandarin dress with crimson red Jimmy Choo stilettoes.
Ms. Miyamoto's exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around Shadowlove. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
Ms. Miyamoto: Tiffany White, you are better off overdosing on the dime bag of wacky tobaccy, a shot of hard liquor, a kilo of unpure cocaine, a tab or two of Ecstasy, a box of Dag Riddik mini-condoms, and kinky sex rather than being in the ring with someone who is more talented than you ever thought you will ever be in your hallucinogenic state of mind. There has always been people like yourself who have underestimated “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san. Desperate people like yourself, Tiffany White, really do need that kind of positive reinforcement, don't you?. To each, their own. “The Last Militant Little Girl” Tiffany White has become very complacent and very naive. Complacency and naiveté is very dangerous in the sports entertainment business. To become the next Television Champion, you have to do whatever is necessary to walk out of Explosion in the United Center with the Television Championship. You fought the good fight with Stuart Slane-san, you gave him your all, and yet, you failed to capture the Television Championship. So, you think that you can separate your honor and dishonor when it comes to “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san? You will have to break everything that you believe in just to walk out the United Center with your sanity. Oh, you might think you are representing a prim and proper immorally unrighteous standard of being “The Last Militant Little Girl”, in reality, you are morally representing the righteous standard of being Tiffany White, and that essentially, will give the Television Championship a bad name. . .
Ms Miyamoto takes her proper place, cradling against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers. “The Dynamic Duo” starts to tour the exhibits inside the Museum.
FIRSTLY
The “Dynamic Duo ventures into the Animal Exhibitions and Dioramas featuring the Nature Walk, the Mammals of Asia, and the Mammals of Africa that allow visitors an up-close look at the diverse habitats that animals inhabit. Most notably featured are the infamous Lions of Tsavo, featured in the movie, The Ghost and The Darkness.
Shadowlove: Tiffany as you are well aware of, a true Television Champion properly and morally defends their Championship week in and week out against the best competition that the WCF has to offer, not be confused with the International Champion who lives off the entitlement of a hereditary title by showing their cowardness and lack of morality. This is an unfortunate shortcoming of most Champions, like Dag Riddik. The prestigious history of being the Television Champion is that not only does the Television Championship essentially defines who is good and who is bad in this organization. As the Television Champion, you never shun or shy away from good or bad competition regardless of their accomplishments. Most Champions in this organization feel the need, the want and the desire, to separate themselves from those they deem to be inferior instead of letting their talent speak for themselves (Why is everyone looking and saying Dagvald Riddik at the same time? Hmmm?). Essentially, these Champions spend their lives in fear and apprehension in the vain hope of protecting themselves from those who they shun and shy away from. Not the Television Champion. The greatest challenge the Television Champion faces, each and every week, is none other than themselves. And as such, the fundamental difference that separates the Television Champion from most of the other Champions in this organization is that the Television Champion not only puts the Championship on the line but also they put their own Championship reputation on the line as well. . .
SECONDLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into the Grainger Hall of Gems Exhibit and its large collection of diamonds and gems from around the world, and also includes a Louis Comfort Tiffany stained glass window. The Hall of Jades focuses on Chinese jade artifacts spanning 8,000 years.
Ms. Miyamoto: It is very easy for the World Championship Federation to distinguish between who will make the best Television Champion between “The Last Militant Little Girl” Tiffany White and “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san. Tiffany White always seems to do a great deal of talking without getting much accomplished in her career. “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san, on the other hand, seems to do a minuscule amount of talking and seems to ruffle a few feathers in the short time that he has been in this organization. Tiffany White seems to like to complicate her career with her militant adrenaline junkie attitude. Whereas, Shadowlove-san simply keeps thing simple for all the stupid people in this organization. Tiffany White deceives not only herself but everyone else in this organization. Shadowlove-san is not only honest to himself, he is honest to everyone in this organization. Tiffany White craves being the Television Champion. Shadowlove-san already knows that He is the New Television Champion. A Television Champion should not primarily be interested in the power and wealth of the Television Championship. Although, Shadowlove-san doesn't mind the power and wealth He has shown without a Championship, He sure the hell won’t shirk any responsibility incurred by being The New Television Champion. Nevertheless, these are not things that Shadowlove-san places first and foremost in his career. Tiffany White on the other hand, always seeks to aggrandize herself. . .
THIRDLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into The Underground Adventure giving visitors a bugs-eye look at the world beneath their feet. Visitors can see what insects and soil look like from that size, while learning about the biodiversity of soil and the importance of healthy soil.
Shadowlove: Tiffany, you need to learn the common sense aspects of the sports entertainment business. Not only does a true Television Champion want to always be the top dawg in any organization but a true Television Champion doesn't try to bury their opponent unless deemed necessary by the WCF Galaxy. (Wait? Isn’t that the job of the People's Champion?) Any and all Champions, no matter which Championship that they hold, will always bring their opponent up to their level. Then like Humpty Dumpty, a Champion’s opponent are in for a great fall. I really do have my work cut out for me to bring you up to my level this Easter Sunday on Explosion, now don’t I? Tiffany, you aren't the first woman unknowingly to fall under the spell of my charm and charisma and you won't be the last. You better take every advantage of the moment, seize the day, because you won’t get a second chance, in my position of suave and debonair sophistication, sloppy seconds just shows a sign a weakness. . .
FOURTHLY
“The Dynamic Duo ventures inside The Ancient Egypt Exhbit offering a glimpse into what life was like for ancient Egyptians. Twenty-three human mummies are on display as well as many mummified animals. The exhibit features a tomb that visitors can enter, complete with 5,000-year-old hieroglyphs. There are also many interactive displays, for both children and adults, as well as a shrine to the cat goddess Sekhmet and her kinder, less hostile form, Bastet. A popular feature of the exhibit is the replica of the chapel in the tomb of Unis-Ankh, the son of Unas, the last pharaoh of the Fifth Dynasty.
Ms. Miyamoto: Tiffany White, Shadowlove-san can be very manipulative when he sees something that he wants. Whoa, hold on Butch, he already has His Land Of The Rising Sun Woman. In Shadowlove-san‘s eyes you, Tiffany White, are just the tool to be used to accomplish his only goal. You are like every other woman that have unfortunately shown up on the wrong side of Shadowlove's tracks, even a very talented person like yourself knows that you are quite disposable in this Television Championship Match. Stuart Slane-san showed how easy it was to extract away the militant adrenaline junkie that defines yourself. And Stuart Slane-san was only half the man that Shadowlove-san will be. By the time Shadowlove-san is through with you, you will experience once and for all, what it is like to be yesterday’s news. Being yesterday's news is something that you know all too well as it has become your second nature. It is nothing personal, Tiffany, Shadowlove-san does respect your talent in a way, but once you have been seduced by Shadowlove-san‘s charm and charisma, his intoxicating personality will indeed turn you straight. This is how Shadowlove-san proliferates. . .
FIFTHLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into the Evolving Planet Exhibit following the history and the evolution of life on Earth over 4 billion years, from the first organism to present-day life. Visitors can see how mass extinctions in Earth’s history helped shape all the organisms. There is also an expanded dinosaur hall, with dinosaurs from every era, as well as interactive displays.
Shadowlove: Tiffany, you learned a great lesson from a very old adage here today, you can't play with fire without being burned. You have learn that you can't interact with someone like me by being disrespectful without you playing the part of victim. My mind is as sharp as a tack when it comes to the sports entertainment business. "The Handsome Half-breed" is, has, and will always be in the cross-hairs of everyone in this organization. My violent opposition has, and will always be, met with mediocre minds. Pop Quiz, Tiffany: 2+2=5, right? Now I know your math sucks, Tiffany, so for extra street cred, can you spell CAT if I spot you the “K” and the “T”? I take special pride (sit down, not you, hotshots) in attacking people who have underestimated and misunderstood me. Therefore, Tiffany, you are in my sights, and unlike you, I will take the shot even if I have to put you out of your misery. One Shot. One Kill. It is simple as that. . .
SIXTHLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into The Ancient Americas Exhibit displaying 13,000 years of human ingenuity and achievement in the Western Hemisphere, where hundreds of diverse societies thrived long before the arrival of Europeans. In this large permanent exhibition visitors can learn the epic story of the peopling of these continents, from the Arctic to the tip of South America.
Ms. Miyamoto: Shadowlove-san will never turn the other cheek when his honor and integrity is being disrespected. When Shadowlove-san retaliates against you, Tiffany White, just remember it is nothing personal, it is only business and business is good. When Shadowlove-san puts his “Fistaphobia Dynotopia” on you, it will be truly be with self-righteous indignation. Shadowlove-san will not be confused like you were with Stuart Slane-san, when you, Tiffany White, are lying in a pool of your own blood, the good in him will simply demand that he sticks a fork in you because you are done, he hasn't even started yet! You are quite foolish to believe that you can stage a comeback two weeks in a row. Just imagine the pressure that is on your shoulders right about now, it must be the entire weight of the entire World Championship Federation?. . .
FINALLY
Ms. Miyamoto leads Shadowlove to a private elevator inside the Museum. The elevator doors close behind them. Ms. Miyamoto presses the only button. The elevator jerks to life leading down into the dark recesses under the Museum.
Shadowlove in a low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
Shadowlove: Where are you taking me?. . .
Ms. Miyamoto in a sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
Ms. Miyamoto: It is not where I am taking you, it is where you are taking me. . .
THE MUSEUM ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN LEADING TO THE FINAL EXHIBITION OF THE DAY:
"BEHIND BLUE EYES" by The Who begins to play throughout the darkened chamber of the Museum. A mixture of multicolored laser lights and strobe lights illuminate the arena along with theatrical smoke and fog sets the scene like a Four Season Fashion Show.
The Museum chamber quakes in anticipation for what is about to be the "New" wrestling trend in the World Championship Federation.
Coming through the theatrical smoke and fog and appearing under the fashion show lighting is the one and only, "Dynamic Duo" in all of sports entertainment, "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, mysteriously somehow changed inside the elevator, she has her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in an Stark White Under Armour: Armour Bra 2.0 Maximum Control Wire-Free Sports Bra with Satin Black Sequin Karate pants. White Taped fists and Barefoot with White Taped ankles.
“The Dynamic Duo”, stopping for a second, taking in the aura of the Museum Chamber, pose like fashion models on a catwalk.
Security cameras throughout the Museum begin clicking away with like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
Ms. Miyamoto leads the way down the aisle with "flirty" confidence as Shadowlove, a few steps behind her, enjoying the view. The "Dynamic Duo" make their way to the squared circle. Shadowlove slides into the ring like a snake. Ms. Miyamoto, with catlike precision, walks up the ringside steps and seductively enters the ring through the second rope.
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band begins to play throughout the Museum Chamber.
Shadowlove stands in the middle of the ring, spreads his arms straight out and bows his head, as if, being crucified on a cross. Ms. Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around "The Handsome Half-breed", to a rousing Standing Ovation from the crowd. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses, showing off her incandescent green eyes, nodding in approval at such a Magnificent Specimen, Shadowlove, while tapping a rolled-up copy of the Wall St. Journal in the palm of her hand.
The Museum Chamber appears to be. . . STUNNED SILENT!
Ms. Miyamoto cradles up against Shadowlove's body, caressing his muscular chest with her fingers, raises up her RayBan sunglasses with her middle finger. Shadowlove raises his head, with his classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair. He shows off his fighters face, with an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth as he strips off the black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer.
The Museum Chamber echoes: DING! DING!
As Shadowlove is about to ask Ms. Miyamoto if Ronda Rousey is his training partner, Ms. Miyamoto mischievously smiles at Shadowlove and in a blink of an eye, spits a reddish ASIAN MIST into Shadowlove’s face and delivers a IRIMI-KOKYUNAGE, a Steven Segal Clothesline style clothesline and goes for a quick cover. . .
One. . .
Two. . .
Thr. . .
No! Shadowlove kicks out, rolls out of the ring, and gives Ms. Miyamoto an ice cold stare. Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose, showing off her incandescent green eyes, points a finger at Shadowlove in a “come get some” gesture and raises her RayBan sunglasses up her perfectly flawless nose with her middle finger. Shadowlove stops, shakes his head, saying, “Sonivabitch” to himself and slides back into the ring.
They start circling each other like predator and prey. But who is the predator? And who is the prey? COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE-UP. No one budges. They break the move and circle each other like predator and prey once again. Shadowlove signals for a TEST OF STRENGTH. As Ms. Miyamoto prepares to lock up, Shadowlove with a THREE STOOGES EYE-GOUGE followed up by a. . . Ms. Miyamoto counters with a BITCH SLAP. Shadowlove bounces off the ropes running full speed at Ms Miyamoto with a handful of his hair. HAIRPULL HIP TOSS by Ms.Miyamoto followed up with a JUDO CROSSFACE ARMBAR. She is trying to break his arm like Ronda Rousey. Shadowlove in pain puts his foot on the rope. Ms. Miyamoto breaks the move. Shadowlove circles his arm for circulation.
They circle each other once again like predator and prey. COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE-UP. Shadowlove arm-whip Ms. Miyamoto into the corner and follows up with a HANDSPRING CROSSBODY BLOCK. OH MY GOD! Ms. Miyamoto counters with a TILT-A-WHIRL HEAD SCISSORS. As Shadowlove recovers Ms Miyamoto with HURRICANRANA into a SCORPION LEGLOCK. Shadowlove with crawls towards the ropes, inches away from forcing a break. ANACONDA VICE by Ms. Miyamoto. Shadowlove counters with a series of forearm shots to Ms. Miyamoto’s head followed up by a ponytail hair pull into a SMALL PACKAGE/with a handful of tights.
One. . .
Two. . .
Thr. . .
NO! Ms. Miyamoto kicks out. Shadowlove goes on the attack with a series of EUROPEAN UPPERCUTS followed by a SIDE RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP, an UP-YOURS ELBOW SMASH and a FIGURE-FOUR LEGLOCK. Ms. Miyamoto with a “WOOOOOOO!” and reverses it with a FIGURE-EIGHT LEGLOCK. STRUTAFACTION! Exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as Ms. Miyamoto walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around Shadowlove, kisses her bicep, and drops an Up-Yours Elbow Smash.
One. . .
Two. . .
Thr. . .
NO! Shadowlove with a kick out! Rolls out on to his knees and begs for her to stop. Ms. Miyamoto comes in like the predator. Shadowlove like the prey with an UPPERCUT to Ms. Miyamoto's nether regions. BLOCKED! THANK GOD! Ms Miyamoto counters with a REVERSE SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK, a REVERSE SPINNING BACKFIST, and MUAY THAI CLINCH KNEE STRIKES. Shadowlove falls face first into the second rope. Ms. Miyamoto with a 619.
One. . .
Two. . .
Thr. . .
NO! Shadowlove kicks out and rolls out of the ring. Ms. Miyamoto slingshot off the ropes with a RUNNING REVERSE HANDSPRING CLOTHESLINE through the second rope. Shadowlove counters with an TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER. Shadowlove looks down at Ms. Miyamoto and waves his hand in a, “No, no, no” gesture. Picks her up in a HUMAN TORCHER RACK and carries her back up to the ring, climbs to the top rope DEATH VALLEY DRIVER. Shadowlove starts to count. . .
One. . .
Two. . .
Thr. . .
NO! Shadowlove lifts her shoulders up off the mat and breaks the count. Shadowlove picks Ms. Miyamoto up and whips her off the ropes, Ms. Miyamoto ducks under a clothesline, SUPERKICK into a THEATRICAL NENBUTSU POWERBOMB into an ORIENTAL SPIKE. Shadowlove somehow makes it to the ropes. Ms. Miyamoto whips Shadowlove off the ropes, Shadowlove counters with a BACK BODY DROP, Ms Miyamoto counters with a SPLIT-LEGGED CORKSCREW ASAI MOONSAULT.
One. . .
Two. . .
Thr. . .
NO! They start circling each other like predator and prey for one last time. COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE-UP. Shadowlove whips Ms. Miyamoto off the ropes, both run back and forth from ring rope to ring rope in a crossing T formation. They butt heads and both twirl around like a couple of ballerinas in *NSYNC, BYE, BYE, BYE, RIC & CHARLOTTE FLAIR FLOPS.
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Two. . .
Three. . .
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Five. . .
Shadowlove makes it to his feet.
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Eight. . .
Ms. Miyamoto makes it back to her feet with help from Shadowlove. Shadowlove with an ARM-WHIP CLOTHESLINE on Ms. Miyamoto. He chants to himself, “DDT! DDT! DDT!” Shadowlove, slowly and meticulously, picks Ms. Miyamoto up and whispers in her ear, “I dedicate this DDT to you, babe.”
THE DARK GIFT!
ONE. . .
TWO. . .
THREE!!!!!
THE END!
"PERSONAL JESUS" by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system.
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
Shadowlove: Tiffany, just think, this was just supposed to be an exhibition. . . AN EXHIBITION!
Shadowlove raises his head showing with a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face in a "I’M THE NEW WCF TELEVISION CHAMPION" shit-eating grin.
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
Low and behold, the answer to the WCF‘s prayers has been answered and is standing on the top step of the Museum looking just a tad bored at the moment knowing that HISTORY is about to be made. And bringing with it. . .
A NEW ERA OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT IN THE WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP FEDERATION!
"PRINCES OF THE UNIVERSE" by Queen starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove twiddling his fingers and thumbs, looking at his watch, which he doesn't even own, on his wrist, starts pacing back and forth like he is late for an appointment. His classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, showing off a fighter's face, and an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. Stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bullring, throwing it up into the air, catching it and putting it back on as if nothing has happened. His low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
Shadowlove: Tiffany, Tiffany, Tiffany, I, for one, am not your son! You can refer to me as Sir, “Breed”, or even as the WCF’s “Next” Television Champion! How much knowing is that piece of mind worth to you? How much time will you spend trying to achieve the peace of mind of knowing that you will never be the Television Champion thanks to “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove, Me? How will you live with yourself knowing that you lived up to your reputation as someone who is talented but never lives up to the hype of being “The Last Militant Little Girl”? That is the downfall of being a militant adrenaline junkie. You thrive on excitement outside the squared-circle, but then, when comes to you inside the squared-circle fighting for a Championship, you simply become a predictably boring choke-artist. Just ask your wide circle of friends, they even find you unreliable, they only tolerate you because you're providing them a service of a dime bag of wacky tobaccy, a shot of hard liquor, a kilo of unpure cocaine, a tab or two of Ecstasy, a box of Dag Riddik mini-condoms, and kinky sex. Does the thought of never becoming the Television Champion give you the hard on that you need in your militant adrenaline junkie mind to step into the ring with Me at Explosion? You do know Tiffany, that the Television Championship will never bring you the peace of mind of knowing that you are facing the toughest challenge in your career, right? You do know Tiffany, that the Television Championship won't give you the peace of mind and the confidence that you’ll need of knowing that I am the one bringing your dreams, your hopes, your aspiration, and your thoughts of stardom to a very explosive end, even before getting started? (A casting couch might help) And, the plot thickens Tiffany, you will be very foolish to believe otherwise because it is one thing to be deceptive to the WCF, but it is even worse to be deceptive towards yourself. . .
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system. (And back by popular demand cause you know that you guys love to watch Ms. Miyamoto. . . "STRUT!")
The Infamous Superstar's personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, enters with flirty confidence as she steps in rhythm up the steps of the Museum. She mischievously smiles to herself, shaking her head, "Parking". Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a crimson red sequin Mandarin dress with crimson red Jimmy Choo stilettoes.
Ms. Miyamoto's exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around Shadowlove. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
Ms. Miyamoto: Tiffany White, you are better off overdosing on the dime bag of wacky tobaccy, a shot of hard liquor, a kilo of unpure cocaine, a tab or two of Ecstasy, a box of Dag Riddik mini-condoms, and kinky sex rather than being in the ring with someone who is more talented than you ever thought you will ever be in your hallucinogenic state of mind. There has always been people like yourself who have underestimated “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san. Desperate people like yourself, Tiffany White, really do need that kind of positive reinforcement, don't you?. To each, their own. “The Last Militant Little Girl” Tiffany White has become very complacent and very naive. Complacency and naiveté is very dangerous in the sports entertainment business. To become the next Television Champion, you have to do whatever is necessary to walk out of Explosion in the United Center with the Television Championship. You fought the good fight with Stuart Slane-san, you gave him your all, and yet, you failed to capture the Television Championship. So, you think that you can separate your honor and dishonor when it comes to “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san? You will have to break everything that you believe in just to walk out the United Center with your sanity. Oh, you might think you are representing a prim and proper immorally unrighteous standard of being “The Last Militant Little Girl”, in reality, you are morally representing the righteous standard of being Tiffany White, and that essentially, will give the Television Championship a bad name. . .
Ms Miyamoto takes her proper place, cradling against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers. “The Dynamic Duo” starts to tour the exhibits inside the Museum.
FIRSTLY
The “Dynamic Duo ventures into the Animal Exhibitions and Dioramas featuring the Nature Walk, the Mammals of Asia, and the Mammals of Africa that allow visitors an up-close look at the diverse habitats that animals inhabit. Most notably featured are the infamous Lions of Tsavo, featured in the movie, The Ghost and The Darkness.
Shadowlove: Tiffany as you are well aware of, a true Television Champion properly and morally defends their Championship week in and week out against the best competition that the WCF has to offer, not be confused with the International Champion who lives off the entitlement of a hereditary title by showing their cowardness and lack of morality. This is an unfortunate shortcoming of most Champions, like Dag Riddik. The prestigious history of being the Television Champion is that not only does the Television Championship essentially defines who is good and who is bad in this organization. As the Television Champion, you never shun or shy away from good or bad competition regardless of their accomplishments. Most Champions in this organization feel the need, the want and the desire, to separate themselves from those they deem to be inferior instead of letting their talent speak for themselves (Why is everyone looking and saying Dagvald Riddik at the same time? Hmmm?). Essentially, these Champions spend their lives in fear and apprehension in the vain hope of protecting themselves from those who they shun and shy away from. Not the Television Champion. The greatest challenge the Television Champion faces, each and every week, is none other than themselves. And as such, the fundamental difference that separates the Television Champion from most of the other Champions in this organization is that the Television Champion not only puts the Championship on the line but also they put their own Championship reputation on the line as well. . .
SECONDLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into the Grainger Hall of Gems Exhibit and its large collection of diamonds and gems from around the world, and also includes a Louis Comfort Tiffany stained glass window. The Hall of Jades focuses on Chinese jade artifacts spanning 8,000 years.
Ms. Miyamoto: It is very easy for the World Championship Federation to distinguish between who will make the best Television Champion between “The Last Militant Little Girl” Tiffany White and “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san. Tiffany White always seems to do a great deal of talking without getting much accomplished in her career. “The Handsome Half-breed” Shadowlove-san, on the other hand, seems to do a minuscule amount of talking and seems to ruffle a few feathers in the short time that he has been in this organization. Tiffany White seems to like to complicate her career with her militant adrenaline junkie attitude. Whereas, Shadowlove-san simply keeps thing simple for all the stupid people in this organization. Tiffany White deceives not only herself but everyone else in this organization. Shadowlove-san is not only honest to himself, he is honest to everyone in this organization. Tiffany White craves being the Television Champion. Shadowlove-san already knows that He is the New Television Champion. A Television Champion should not primarily be interested in the power and wealth of the Television Championship. Although, Shadowlove-san doesn't mind the power and wealth He has shown without a Championship, He sure the hell won’t shirk any responsibility incurred by being The New Television Champion. Nevertheless, these are not things that Shadowlove-san places first and foremost in his career. Tiffany White on the other hand, always seeks to aggrandize herself. . .
THIRDLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into The Underground Adventure giving visitors a bugs-eye look at the world beneath their feet. Visitors can see what insects and soil look like from that size, while learning about the biodiversity of soil and the importance of healthy soil.
Shadowlove: Tiffany, you need to learn the common sense aspects of the sports entertainment business. Not only does a true Television Champion want to always be the top dawg in any organization but a true Television Champion doesn't try to bury their opponent unless deemed necessary by the WCF Galaxy. (Wait? Isn’t that the job of the People's Champion?) Any and all Champions, no matter which Championship that they hold, will always bring their opponent up to their level. Then like Humpty Dumpty, a Champion’s opponent are in for a great fall. I really do have my work cut out for me to bring you up to my level this Easter Sunday on Explosion, now don’t I? Tiffany, you aren't the first woman unknowingly to fall under the spell of my charm and charisma and you won't be the last. You better take every advantage of the moment, seize the day, because you won’t get a second chance, in my position of suave and debonair sophistication, sloppy seconds just shows a sign a weakness. . .
FOURTHLY
“The Dynamic Duo ventures inside The Ancient Egypt Exhbit offering a glimpse into what life was like for ancient Egyptians. Twenty-three human mummies are on display as well as many mummified animals. The exhibit features a tomb that visitors can enter, complete with 5,000-year-old hieroglyphs. There are also many interactive displays, for both children and adults, as well as a shrine to the cat goddess Sekhmet and her kinder, less hostile form, Bastet. A popular feature of the exhibit is the replica of the chapel in the tomb of Unis-Ankh, the son of Unas, the last pharaoh of the Fifth Dynasty.
Ms. Miyamoto: Tiffany White, Shadowlove-san can be very manipulative when he sees something that he wants. Whoa, hold on Butch, he already has His Land Of The Rising Sun Woman. In Shadowlove-san‘s eyes you, Tiffany White, are just the tool to be used to accomplish his only goal. You are like every other woman that have unfortunately shown up on the wrong side of Shadowlove's tracks, even a very talented person like yourself knows that you are quite disposable in this Television Championship Match. Stuart Slane-san showed how easy it was to extract away the militant adrenaline junkie that defines yourself. And Stuart Slane-san was only half the man that Shadowlove-san will be. By the time Shadowlove-san is through with you, you will experience once and for all, what it is like to be yesterday’s news. Being yesterday's news is something that you know all too well as it has become your second nature. It is nothing personal, Tiffany, Shadowlove-san does respect your talent in a way, but once you have been seduced by Shadowlove-san‘s charm and charisma, his intoxicating personality will indeed turn you straight. This is how Shadowlove-san proliferates. . .
FIFTHLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into the Evolving Planet Exhibit following the history and the evolution of life on Earth over 4 billion years, from the first organism to present-day life. Visitors can see how mass extinctions in Earth’s history helped shape all the organisms. There is also an expanded dinosaur hall, with dinosaurs from every era, as well as interactive displays.
Shadowlove: Tiffany, you learned a great lesson from a very old adage here today, you can't play with fire without being burned. You have learn that you can't interact with someone like me by being disrespectful without you playing the part of victim. My mind is as sharp as a tack when it comes to the sports entertainment business. "The Handsome Half-breed" is, has, and will always be in the cross-hairs of everyone in this organization. My violent opposition has, and will always be, met with mediocre minds. Pop Quiz, Tiffany: 2+2=5, right? Now I know your math sucks, Tiffany, so for extra street cred, can you spell CAT if I spot you the “K” and the “T”? I take special pride (sit down, not you, hotshots) in attacking people who have underestimated and misunderstood me. Therefore, Tiffany, you are in my sights, and unlike you, I will take the shot even if I have to put you out of your misery. One Shot. One Kill. It is simple as that. . .
SIXTHLY
“The Dynamic Duo” ventures into The Ancient Americas Exhibit displaying 13,000 years of human ingenuity and achievement in the Western Hemisphere, where hundreds of diverse societies thrived long before the arrival of Europeans. In this large permanent exhibition visitors can learn the epic story of the peopling of these continents, from the Arctic to the tip of South America.
Ms. Miyamoto: Shadowlove-san will never turn the other cheek when his honor and integrity is being disrespected. When Shadowlove-san retaliates against you, Tiffany White, just remember it is nothing personal, it is only business and business is good. When Shadowlove-san puts his “Fistaphobia Dynotopia” on you, it will be truly be with self-righteous indignation. Shadowlove-san will not be confused like you were with Stuart Slane-san, when you, Tiffany White, are lying in a pool of your own blood, the good in him will simply demand that he sticks a fork in you because you are done, he hasn't even started yet! You are quite foolish to believe that you can stage a comeback two weeks in a row. Just imagine the pressure that is on your shoulders right about now, it must be the entire weight of the entire World Championship Federation?. . .
FINALLY
Ms. Miyamoto leads Shadowlove to a private elevator inside the Museum. The elevator doors close behind them. Ms. Miyamoto presses the only button. The elevator jerks to life leading down into the dark recesses under the Museum.
Shadowlove in a low dusky voice ringing out fully, with all charm and charisma that one can muster, mister:
Shadowlove: Where are you taking me?. . .
Ms. Miyamoto in a sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
Ms. Miyamoto: It is not where I am taking you, it is where you are taking me. . .
THE MUSEUM ELEVATOR DOORS OPEN LEADING TO THE FINAL EXHIBITION OF THE DAY:
"BEHIND BLUE EYES" by The Who begins to play throughout the darkened chamber of the Museum. A mixture of multicolored laser lights and strobe lights illuminate the arena along with theatrical smoke and fog sets the scene like a Four Season Fashion Show.
The Museum chamber quakes in anticipation for what is about to be the "New" wrestling trend in the World Championship Federation.
Coming through the theatrical smoke and fog and appearing under the fashion show lighting is the one and only, "Dynamic Duo" in all of sports entertainment, "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, along with his personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, mysteriously somehow changed inside the elevator, she has her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in an Stark White Under Armour: Armour Bra 2.0 Maximum Control Wire-Free Sports Bra with Satin Black Sequin Karate pants. White Taped fists and Barefoot with White Taped ankles.
“The Dynamic Duo”, stopping for a second, taking in the aura of the Museum Chamber, pose like fashion models on a catwalk.
Security cameras throughout the Museum begin clicking away with like the paparazzi during a "Hollywood" premiere.
Ms. Miyamoto leads the way down the aisle with "flirty" confidence as Shadowlove, a few steps behind her, enjoying the view. The "Dynamic Duo" make their way to the squared circle. Shadowlove slides into the ring like a snake. Ms. Miyamoto, with catlike precision, walks up the ringside steps and seductively enters the ring through the second rope.
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band begins to play throughout the Museum Chamber.
Shadowlove stands in the middle of the ring, spreads his arms straight out and bows his head, as if, being crucified on a cross. Ms. Miyamoto, exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as she walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around "The Handsome Half-breed", to a rousing Standing Ovation from the crowd. She lowers her RayBan sunglasses, showing off her incandescent green eyes, nodding in approval at such a Magnificent Specimen, Shadowlove, while tapping a rolled-up copy of the Wall St. Journal in the palm of her hand.
The Museum Chamber appears to be. . . STUNNED SILENT!
Ms. Miyamoto cradles up against Shadowlove's body, caressing his muscular chest with her fingers, raises up her RayBan sunglasses with her middle finger. Shadowlove raises his head, with his classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair. He shows off his fighters face, with an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes. A malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth as he strips off the black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer.
The Museum Chamber echoes: DING! DING!
As Shadowlove is about to ask Ms. Miyamoto if Ronda Rousey is his training partner, Ms. Miyamoto mischievously smiles at Shadowlove and in a blink of an eye, spits a reddish ASIAN MIST into Shadowlove’s face and delivers a IRIMI-KOKYUNAGE, a Steven Segal Clothesline style clothesline and goes for a quick cover. . .
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No! Shadowlove kicks out, rolls out of the ring, and gives Ms. Miyamoto an ice cold stare. Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose, showing off her incandescent green eyes, points a finger at Shadowlove in a “come get some” gesture and raises her RayBan sunglasses up her perfectly flawless nose with her middle finger. Shadowlove stops, shakes his head, saying, “Sonivabitch” to himself and slides back into the ring.
They start circling each other like predator and prey. But who is the predator? And who is the prey? COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE-UP. No one budges. They break the move and circle each other like predator and prey once again. Shadowlove signals for a TEST OF STRENGTH. As Ms. Miyamoto prepares to lock up, Shadowlove with a THREE STOOGES EYE-GOUGE followed up by a. . . Ms. Miyamoto counters with a BITCH SLAP. Shadowlove bounces off the ropes running full speed at Ms Miyamoto with a handful of his hair. HAIRPULL HIP TOSS by Ms.Miyamoto followed up with a JUDO CROSSFACE ARMBAR. She is trying to break his arm like Ronda Rousey. Shadowlove in pain puts his foot on the rope. Ms. Miyamoto breaks the move. Shadowlove circles his arm for circulation.
They circle each other once again like predator and prey. COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE-UP. Shadowlove arm-whip Ms. Miyamoto into the corner and follows up with a HANDSPRING CROSSBODY BLOCK. OH MY GOD! Ms. Miyamoto counters with a TILT-A-WHIRL HEAD SCISSORS. As Shadowlove recovers Ms Miyamoto with HURRICANRANA into a SCORPION LEGLOCK. Shadowlove with crawls towards the ropes, inches away from forcing a break. ANACONDA VICE by Ms. Miyamoto. Shadowlove counters with a series of forearm shots to Ms. Miyamoto’s head followed up by a ponytail hair pull into a SMALL PACKAGE/with a handful of tights.
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Thr. . .
NO! Ms. Miyamoto kicks out. Shadowlove goes on the attack with a series of EUROPEAN UPPERCUTS followed by a SIDE RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP, an UP-YOURS ELBOW SMASH and a FIGURE-FOUR LEGLOCK. Ms. Miyamoto with a “WOOOOOOO!” and reverses it with a FIGURE-EIGHT LEGLOCK. STRUTAFACTION! Exuding fantastic supermodel energy, as Ms. Miyamoto walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" around Shadowlove, kisses her bicep, and drops an Up-Yours Elbow Smash.
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Thr. . .
NO! Shadowlove with a kick out! Rolls out on to his knees and begs for her to stop. Ms. Miyamoto comes in like the predator. Shadowlove like the prey with an UPPERCUT to Ms. Miyamoto's nether regions. BLOCKED! THANK GOD! Ms Miyamoto counters with a REVERSE SPINNING ROUNDHOUSE KICK, a REVERSE SPINNING BACKFIST, and MUAY THAI CLINCH KNEE STRIKES. Shadowlove falls face first into the second rope. Ms. Miyamoto with a 619.
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NO! Shadowlove kicks out and rolls out of the ring. Ms. Miyamoto slingshot off the ropes with a RUNNING REVERSE HANDSPRING CLOTHESLINE through the second rope. Shadowlove counters with an TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER. Shadowlove looks down at Ms. Miyamoto and waves his hand in a, “No, no, no” gesture. Picks her up in a HUMAN TORCHER RACK and carries her back up to the ring, climbs to the top rope DEATH VALLEY DRIVER. Shadowlove starts to count. . .
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Thr. . .
NO! Shadowlove lifts her shoulders up off the mat and breaks the count. Shadowlove picks Ms. Miyamoto up and whips her off the ropes, Ms. Miyamoto ducks under a clothesline, SUPERKICK into a THEATRICAL NENBUTSU POWERBOMB into an ORIENTAL SPIKE. Shadowlove somehow makes it to the ropes. Ms. Miyamoto whips Shadowlove off the ropes, Shadowlove counters with a BACK BODY DROP, Ms Miyamoto counters with a SPLIT-LEGGED CORKSCREW ASAI MOONSAULT.
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NO! They start circling each other like predator and prey for one last time. COLLAR AND ELBOW TIE-UP. Shadowlove whips Ms. Miyamoto off the ropes, both run back and forth from ring rope to ring rope in a crossing T formation. They butt heads and both twirl around like a couple of ballerinas in *NSYNC, BYE, BYE, BYE, RIC & CHARLOTTE FLAIR FLOPS.
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Shadowlove makes it to his feet.
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Ms. Miyamoto makes it back to her feet with help from Shadowlove. Shadowlove with an ARM-WHIP CLOTHESLINE on Ms. Miyamoto. He chants to himself, “DDT! DDT! DDT!” Shadowlove, slowly and meticulously, picks Ms. Miyamoto up and whispers in her ear, “I dedicate this DDT to you, babe.”
THE DARK GIFT!
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TWO. . .
THREE!!!!!
THE END!
"PERSONAL JESUS" by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) indoor/outdoor surround sound system.
"The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
Shadowlove: Tiffany, just think, this was just supposed to be an exhibition. . . AN EXHIBITION!
Shadowlove raises his head showing with a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face in a "I’M THE NEW WCF TELEVISION CHAMPION" shit-eating grin.
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
