Post by Deleted on Aug 4, 2016 18:24:14 GMT -5
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(Scene fades in..a view from the living room of @@@'s home..Within the scene is the front door, a small entryway, kitchen on the viewers right..A phone sits on the bar that seperates the kitchen from the dining area, message light blinking..The door opens, allowing light into the otherwise dark and cool space, kept so by energy efficient blackout curtains..@@@ is seen entering his home..Wearing a faded grey polo, light blue jeans, and cowboy boots, he enters with a large gym bag on his shoulder..Removing his Oakley sunglasses, he sets down his gym bag and goes over to his kitchen to open up some windows and allow some natural sunlight in..@@@ walks over to his message machine and hits a button..An automated electronic voice relays the contents of the machine)
-YOU HAVE...3 NEW MESSAGES...FIRST NEW MESSAGE-
"Um yeah..this is Jacob Everett Weinstein, legal counsel for Al.."
(@@@ pushes the delete button, shaking his head..face showing disgust..)
-MESSAGE DELETED..NEXT MESSAGE-
"Yo Adrian! Haha..I love doing that..Hey, its Damian..Let me know how the meeting went bro..Call me back on my cell..Oh, and have you heard from Rise? We're teaming up this week, right after your match..Which dude..Congrats! But..yeah..Talk to you later!"
(@@@ looks quizzically at the machine, pondering the message from new ally Damian Kaine..He knew he had to discuss the findings of his meeting with the others ASAP, but Meteoric Rise and his son had been out of touch since Ultimate Showdown..And lastly..Kaines tone..Changed when he mentioned @@@'s match, a match he had not heard about as of yet..Baron? Nah, that would be easy..FreezerBurn? Maybe a bit more difficult, but..but wouldn't inspire the concern in Kaine's voice. One more message left..)
-MESSAGE DELETED..NEXT MESSAGE-
"Hey @@@ this is Cody from Booking..Couldn't reach you on cell so I figured I'd call your home number..You've got a singles match this week..A qualifier for The WCF Death Match Tournament against...
(Cody stammers a bit..clears his throat..)
"...Oblivion..."
(Cody clears his throat again and returns to his usual cheery cadence)
"...Show up prepared for anything..Deathmatch Rules...See you this weekend..Thanks!"
(With a slow hand, @@@ presses the button to turn off the machine..He wipes his face, a look of concern briefly crosses it..Then..he starts smirking..then smiling..then straight out laughing! A maniacal laughter echos through the halls of his home...)
@@@: YES! YES! Haha!!!!
(@@@ picks up his phone and dials a number...we hear his side of the conversation..)
@@@: YO DAMIAN! ...Yeah...Yeah I saw isin't that great!!!..Yes I know who he is...Yes I know he's a legend here...
Yes I know he just beat our bosses ass...
No..I LIKE THIS...Yeah....
Nah, you and Rise will do great...IF Rise ever shows up...Well thank you man, but I want to handle Oblivion by myself..
(While on the phone, @@@ goes to a cabinet in his kitchen..Pulls out 3 prescription bottles..We see medications for anxiety, depression, and manic depression by their various prescription names..He proceeds to open each bottle and dump each prescription out into his garbage can..)
@@@:..I wouldn't worry about it kid..I know all about Obi...But he don't know about me...(CLICK)
(@@@ Puts the phone down...The look in his eyes, so calm a moment ago..Now is maniacal and fierce, with a slight hint of glee..)
(Cut scene..@@@ is at a hardware store with a full rolling cart..The cashier is carefully perusing through the items, naming them one by one..)
Clerk: ..Okay...we have 3 packs of fluorescent light bulbs...wall paper tacks...a spool of barbed wire...2 x 4's... sheets of drywall..3 aluminum trash cans...a wrench..a hammer..a shovel...a sledgehammer...and some nails and razors..scoring knife...and 3 tiki torches...
(Clerk looks up at @@@..)
Clerk: Wow sir..must be building something quite impressive..
@@@:(Eyes wide open, slight smile on his face..staring ahead)
No..more like a demolition..
(Clerk looks frightened..)
(Cut scene: Now @@@ is at the counter of a pharmacy..)
Clerk: Okay...3 rolls of bandages..5 bottles of rubbing alcohol..liquid skin bandages...Sir..you going into war?
@@@: (Laughs) Something like that...
(Cut scene to a time long ago..A young man, blond, blood in his hair, takes a leap from a tower, completing a forward senton through two tables onto his opponent..Flash to another scene..the same blond haired young man applies a figure four leglock to his opponent around the ringpost..Both men are bloodied..Various cuts show the young man bloodied..Then, the scene fades in to a panning shot from the now skin bald forehead of @@@...As it pans out, we notice that @@@ is sitting, cross legged in his ring at the Pico Mundo Gym and Wrestling Academy. A lone spotlight shows on the man, and the screen is in black and white..Cut to a face to face shot..@@@ looks serious, determined, and that slight bit of sparkle in his eyes..he speaks directly into the camera..)
@@@: Oblivion...Shakespeare once penned "Whats in a name?" Well, I took the liberty of finding out...
The Websters Dictionary defines Oblivion, first and foremost, as "the state of being unaware or unconscious of what is happening."..
Very appropriate, considering our match..you, Oblivion, seem to have been ripped in two when you were thrown into pyrotechnics like a BITCH...It seems to have schism'd you into quite a side show..Talking about "it" and how it comes out, etc...So when you are in that ring Oblivion, the name may very well suit you, being in a state of mania from your rage and so on...
(@@@ smiles..)
I realized that in order to beat the beast, I had to become one myself..
You see, my doctors, namely at the constant nagging of my ex wife, prescribed me 3 different medications to try and quell a series of mental conditions including bi polar disorder, mania, and to quell my consistent fits of rage..Well Obi, I've gone off of these medications..Its been 3 days...AND I FEEL SO MUCH MORE ALIVE! HAHAHAHA!!!!
(Crazy laughter..then in a beat, split right back to seriousness...)
..but seriously..I've done my homework Obi..2 Time WCF World Champion...4 Time Hardcore champion...Impressive...Once upon a time...
To quote the great Janet Jackson.."What have you done for me LATELY?"
Lets see...a 4 time former hardcore champion can't get into the Deathmatch Tourney, a tournament which could be named after this..
(Sarcasm)
LEGENDARY WRESTLER WHO HAS MORE CHILDREN CHANTING HIS CUTE LITTLE NICKNAME THAN BARNEY...AND SUPPOSEDLY DEFINES (air quotes) "HARDCORE"..
(@@@ looks at us with that "really" look)
Hmm..And Now Poor wittle Obi with his mental issues and rage problems and affected nature...Is being used by the Boss who whoopt up on him..as ENHANCEMENT TALENT..A name to get the casual fan to tune in Just a littler earlier...
YES! Lets watch Oblivion! I remember when he was relevant!
Gee, I wonder what he is doing now...Oh look at that! Look at him! He's facing that mean looking bald man...Oh No..OBI LOST! But who is this mean looking bald guy...
Thants right Obi..All of your stalking techniques got you into the realm of cheap, enhancement talent....Your fans can chant your name all they want to..When I am focused..Nothing will stop me..But..I can use your creepy stalking services..I'll give you my ex wifes address so you can hide in her bushes and yell "BOO" when she gets home from schlepping her lawyer, working off her legal fees...
But lets get back to the point Obi..Obi...Just like Obi Wan Kenobi..who, though I am a Star Wars fan..Died..Like a Bitch! Think about it....He just gives up! And time and time again he proves that he is inferior to Anakin Skywalker, who in the end, kills him..Guess what Obi? You may think you are some big bad Jedi with special mystical powers from the Universe..But you are going up against Darth Vader..A man who has been reconstructed, who has powers that you cannot understand! Classically trained, gifted by God..And in the end..will be your destruction..
Oblivion..I know I am not expected to win this match by a lot of folks...
But they don't know me..
YOU don't know me...
Theres enough tape on you to start a movie theater...And believe me...I'm going to watch every bit I can...You're successes...you're failures...Of both, there are many...
(@@@ stands up)
Oh, as for my physical training...
(@@@ claps, turning on the lights in his gym to reveal a hellish obstacle course of objects..The ring ropes covered in Barbed Wire..Tiki Torches a light in the corners of the ring..Various implements of destruction strewn..)
I've got that covered, I would say...
This week, me and my training staff will be taking part in an intense conditioning..to toughen me up..and to test the limits of my growing insanity...
Brother Obiiiii...
This is my opportunity to prove to the WCF that I am nobody to fuck with...Obi..You will make a fine example of what this federation's future looks like...Utter destruction..at the hands of @@@...
(@@@ Claps again..only the torches remain a light...FTB on @@@ laughing like a maniac by firelight...)
