Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2016 21:30:25 GMT -5
"The Making of The Magnificent Bastard"
Narration: Morgan Freeman
Part I: Severence
(Classic countdown..old school film reel style opens this portion of the promo..3......2..........1...Then a movie style Preview screen, green in white lettering with the official looking ratings graphic showing that the following presentation is rated "M" For 'Magnificent"..The text below states that this presentation may contain some awesomeness, amazement, eloquence, power and bombast brought to you by the Magnificent Bastard himself..Adrian Archer...
Fade into what appears to be a black and white feed from a CCTV camera in the office of WCF Owner Seth Lerch on the last episode of Slam before his..um..intervention.....His office is a mess of Jack Daniels Bottles, stacks of paper, and various other pieces of disorganization and drunkedness..Enter Adrian Archer, dressed in his wrestling gear, stage left to Lerch behind a desk talking on the phone stage right..)
Seth: No I don't care..whatever..I just...
(Seth puts his hand on the mouth piece)
Seth: WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?!?!
Adrian: A chance Seth!
I've done everything you've asked! I teamed with Kaine..I started a group..I took the name and character you suggested..I even competed in that Hellacious Trash Fire known as the King of the Deathmatch Tournament..And yet tonight I'm gonna be breaking in some newbie trash?!?!
Seth: (Deep, heavy sigh, removes hand from the mouth piece) Let me call you back..talent issues..you know how that goes..(Seth slams the old school phone on its receiver, making a slight quick *ding* sound..)
Sit down!
(Adrian pulls up a chair..Seth pours another glass of whiskey and leans forward..He looks like pure hell..The bags under his eyes are dark, his face is gaunt and clammy with sweat..He looks Adrian dead in the face..)
Seth: Look Adrian...You don't have the Goddamn RIGHT to come in here and DEMAND things from Seth Lerch!
(After composing his irrational drunken self, he returns to clarity almost..)
That being said....You're right....
Adrian:(A bit taken aback) What do you mean? Which part?
Seth:(After a long swig) All of it...You see Adrian..I am in the business of entertainment..I have to manage hundreds of egos on a daily basis..You know how hard that is? So I had to make a snap judgement on you and, considering your height, weight, and general lack of charisma, I chose the path for you I felt was best for business..I mean..
(He turns to a corner full of printed material..a t-shirt that says @@@ in red white and blue...a baseball jersey that says @@@...)
Seth: ..Despite the phone calls and harrassment I've received over you and your character, I got your back. You've shown me something Adrian, and I have a feeling you will be something someday..Just...Not now..
Adrian: You're wrong..
Seth: THEN PROVE IT!!!!
(Another heavy sigh..Seth Continues..)
Seth: Look I don't have time for this...I just hung up with a very established superstar basically begging them to come back...There was a board meeting today which means I may not be here too much longer..Despite all this..I can give you only one piece of advice..Do what you gotta do..Whatever you do, know unless its criminal, I don't care..Now leave me..I got business to handle..
(Adrian leaves..as he walks down the hall outside of Seths office, a man he does not recognize brushes past him quickly..)
Adrian: Excuse me would have been...
(Other men brush past Adrian hurriedly..As Seth's door is opened, he is heard saying.."Okay, double it..Just get back here tonight!"..
The door closes....)
Narrator: Adrian turns back to walk the rest of the way down the hallway, shaking his head..Looking discouraged..But at the same time..Determined..He knew what he had to do..He didn't want to..I mean, Damian is a good kid..But Adrian felt he needed to be who he really was..And that was not a straight shooting, anal retentive prick with a hard on for authority..There were plenty more layers to this onion, and WCF was going to find out sooner or later..
(As Adrian made his way downstairs, he was met by his partner Damian Kaine..The young man, excited as usual, slapped fives with Adrian)
Damian: READY TO PURGE THESE BASTARDS?!?!
Adrian: Yeah..theres gonna be a Purge all right...
(A producer shows up, fat, bespectacled, sweating..)
Producer: Okay guys you are UP!
(Kaine is Jazzed..Archer is bothered..But if one looks close enough into Adrian's eyes, they can see the beginnings of a devious gleam..then a smirk..Scene cuts to a parking lot under the last Venue in Columbus where Slam was held...There are a few cars here and there...We see Adrian walking out of the arena to his car...A few moments later, we see Damian Kaine follow him..)
Narrator: Now, we all know what happened next..Archer fought the match as normal, losing a tough contest to Sweet Annihilation, then decided to turn on his partner..Damian..Did not like that...
(Kaine catches up to Archer from behind..theres nobody in the enclosed parking structure..Damian runs up and clocks Archer on the head, causing him to hit the side view mirror of his 2016 Dodge Challenger...Archer turns quickly and disarms Kaine quickly with an arm lock and slams him on the hood..He lets him go and backs away..Not turning his back on Kaine, he picks up his bag...Kaine turns to him..)
Kaine: WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!!! Seriously!!! After all this hard work?!?!
Archer: Look Kid..Nothing Personal! I just...I had to do my own thing and the only way to do it was this way...
Kaine: I believed in the Purge..I believed you would take..
Archer: YEAH..I WOULD TAKE US TO THE TOP! I can't do that with a fucking CHILD ON MY BACK!
Narrator: Kaine was stung by that comment..But he didn't let it show..all that much..Instead, as he walked away..He uttered words that would shape Adrian Archers immediate..and perhaps long term....future...
Kaine: You BASTARD. You Fucking Bastard!
Narrator: Hey...Bastard...
(Adrian smiles as he steps into his car..He puts his phone on the seat beside him and notices a piece of junk mail left on his normally immaculate floormat..The paper claims that Jet Dry Leaves your dishes with a Magnificent Shine...The camera zooms in on the word "Magnificent" then cuts back to Adrians lips..)
Adrian: Bastard..
Magnificent...
Bastard...
.MAGNIFICENT....BASTARD!
(Adrian looks in his Rear View Mirror..crazed look in his eye..He points..)
Adrian: YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARD...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!
(Cut to black)
PART 2: Allegiance
(Black Screen..White letters..)
Magnificent Bastard
There's a certain type of character that defies such definitions as hero or villain, good or evil, friend or enemy. Love him or loathe him, you have to admire him. And at the end of the day, there's only one thing we can call him... a Magnificent Bastard.
The Magnificent Bastard is intelligent, capable, supremely competent, and always in control. He can be playing everyone from both ends, or making it up as he goes along with such consummate skill he gets away with it. He might be cynically exploiting all around him for his own ends, or persuading everyone to do everything for him. He might be a lying sneaky bastard playing everyone for his own selfish ends, but he goes about it with such breathtaking skill and panache you admire him for it. Above all else, what defines a Magnificent Bastard is his ability to evoke not just amazement, but grudging admiration, from friend, foe and audience alike.
- The Urban Dictionary
(Fade in to a darkly lit restaurant..The lighting is supplied by candles at the tables..A low key joint..Men in suits inhabit most of the smoky interior..At a table in the back, a table for two, sits Adrian Archer..He leans back from the table, cigarette in hand..He ashes in the ash tray, foot resting on his knee..He wears a black dress shirt, unbuttoned 2 buttons down and left out over his grey slacks and covered with a grey suit coat..A fedora sits on the chair across from him..All of a sudden, something catches his attention..A vision at the front near the reservation pulpit..Wearing a green silk kimono style dress, her firey red hair straight to her shoulders..she speaks with the head waiter who points her to the table in the back..Adrian stands..The young lady drops her purse and everything seems to move in slow motion..through her silky dress, as she kneels down to pick up the purse, he can see every curve..every detail of her..he felt the man inside of him shout..but he had to snap out of it..This was business..And this was no ordinary young lady..This was WCF legend and current head of WCF, Sarah Twilight..She made her way to the table as the head waiter pulls her chair out and she sits down, Adrian follows suit..)
Waiter: Good evening and welcome to Baby Joe's..can I start you off with something to drink?
Adrian: Yes, a glass of your finest vintage red..
Sarah: Make that the bottle..
Narrator: He liked her already...
Adrian: So..
Sarah: Okay, lets get a few things straight here..I don't know what you think you are doing, but this is strictly business! I want to get back in the ring, and this was the only match I could do so..So if you think..
Adrian: May I finish, Miss Twilight?
(Sarah nods..Adrian continues)
Adrian: First of all, I want to thank you for joining myself and the honorable Kira Izumi in a match against two members of Zero Tolerance, and my former partner..I must say..it was quite a pleasant surprise..To be joined by someone such as you..A true competitor and legend in this business..
Sarah: Cut the crap Adrian..If I wanted smoke blown up my ass I'd..Wait..Everyones smoking in here..Thats illegal?
Adrian: My dear, this place knows no rules..As you noticed, when you entered this establishment, you came in through a deli, and needed to tell them who you were with..then down a spiral staircase to an unassuming door..and into this humble restaurant..Look around you..affluent men from around the World come here..the real World Order..the bankers who meet every year in Switzerland to define the World economy come here to eat the finest steaks, drink the best wine, and seal the pacts by which the world spins. If these walls could talk they would reveal 25 years of presidents, dignitaries and bankers deepest darkest secrets..But they cannot talk..And will not..I found it the perfect setting for us to meet and discuss our match..
Narrator: Sarah was in awe..she had no idea Adrian Archer was this powerful..why then is he wrestling?
(The wine arrives..Sarah quickly extends her glass and gets half, Adrian the same, then the bottle is left at the table..Sarah takes her wine in one gulp and slams the glass..)
Sarah: Oooh..that's good! Um..Okay..So..yeah..Sunday..
Adrian:(Sipping his wine, cool and calm) You have not seen action in over two years..
Sarah: Hey thats not true!
(Sarah pours another glass)
Adrian: I mean of the wrestling variety, Miss Twilight..Are you feeling good physically?
Sarah:(Between sips of wine) I feel great..I've been training for a few months now just to make a return..but I had no idea it would be this soon..Needless to say, I am as good or better than I ever was..
Adrian: Good..we will need everything we have to beat Zero Tolerance..
Sarah: I've been watching but not really keeping up..till I had to..
Adrian: Well, the members we will be facing at Revenge are Jason Cash and Salem Sheppard..
Jason Cash is, to put it mildly, a dullard. A caricature of the most ignorant and detestable parts of the south. A man who revs his lifted truck engine at a stop light next to people going to get groceries, then peels off the line screaming "MERICA" While drinking discount beer..Jason Cash is an amalgamation of every Texan, Southern, drunk rascal since a certain 'Stunner" became in vogue.
He is basically a cartoon in human form..He and I have made the rounds on social media which is kind of like shooting fish in a barrel for me..He is not very highly intelligent, but somehow, despite his drunken, greasy hillbilly ways, when he gets in that ring, he can be dangerous..Best way to neutralize him, is to confuse him..Which requires a shiny object,..
(Sarah laughs..the wine is loosening her up a bit)
Adrian: But seriously..Jason Cash has a very limited move set and works a lot on emotion..usually drunken emotion..if we are able to cripple his ego and get him into his own head, believing he cannot beat us, then he will want to go to a more comfortable place..His bottle..He will lose interest in the match and be a much easier mark that way..
Sarah: Wow..sounds like you've done your homework..
Adrian: Then theres Salem Shephard..If you have seen his promotions, you know that this is a very troubled young man..His upbringing, the tragic circumstances of his life, have made him a psychotic individual who should have never passed Seth's "Wellness" program, which is a joke considering he is in rehab..
But I digress..
Salem Shephard is another Un-Original..Face painted like a certain Posse and group of followers, he has proven that he too is a follower, and his group is exactly what is wrong with the WCF..A sense of entitlement, a cocky, arrogance and feeling they deserve the world because they showed up and beat substandard talent..Well, guess what? Last week on Slam, they did not do a damn thing, did they? No..Why? Because they were facing the true standard bearers in this organization, and at Revenge, they will face another..Zero Tolerance is failing in the proving grounds, and I know that with you, and Kira's revenge..This team has no shot..Zero Tolerance needs to be shown that respect is earned. They think they are something? I am the only man who survived King of The Deathmatch to come back the very next week, and also have a spot on Revenge..Zero Tolerance..Ain't done shit..to impress me..
(Adrian lights a cigarette..Sarah drinks her wine..Not even phased, just enjoying the wine..)
Adrian: The way to beat Salem Sheppard is to slow him down..He thrives on his psychosis..a victim mentality justifies his violent outbursts and serves him well in the ring..He must be dealt with quickly, and made to feel like he is less than nothing..He needs to remember that he is just a poor boy from the streets who will end up back in the streets because he could not live reasonably and chose to blame others for his current state..
Believe it or not Sarah, I suffer from Psychosis..But I am under a doctors care..the medication calms the demons, but also makes me rather numb to any extreme emotion..Its also why I cannot drink so much..
Sarah: (Pouring another glass) Fine by me..
Adrian: And finally, there is my former partner Damian Kaine..A young man who showed so much potential..when I was approached to team with him as part of a rebellion angle, the only reason I accepted it was because I saw the young mans moxie in my very first match..But somewhere along the line, Damian got complacent..His plans were not panning out..His stardom was not instant..so he, like so many others in the Millennial Generation, decided that he wasn't into all of that hard working stuff..Nope..He stopped training, started showing up late to events..and followed me around like a damn puppy dog..Christ, I have two kids I don't need a third..
Sarah: Oh darn..
Adrian: You shut your mouth! You don't strike me as the type to want kids..
Sarah:Nnnope..
Adrian: Well, back to my former partner..I was never going to get anywhere with that albatross around my neck..And look what happened..I ditch him..and now I am working with Sarah Twilight..
(Raises his glass)
Adrian: To Allegiance!
Sarah: To kicking some fucking ass!
*CLINK*
(Fade out)
Part 3: Shots Fired
(Its dark in Los Angeles..Namely downtown..Sarah and Adrian are walking to Sarah's car after closing the place down..Sarah carries an empty wine bottle..Despite finishing the whole thing, Sarah walks straight and strong down the alley with Adrian towards her car..All of a sudden, out of nowhere..2 men in ski masks come from behind a dumpster, guns drawn..Sarah and Adrian stop, hands raised..they look at each other..And nod..One of the men grabs for Sarahs purse, Sarah tosses him against the brick alley wall..Adrian knocks the gun from the other goon, and proceeds to nail him with knees to the face..Meantime, Twilight, goon against the wall, has her knees drilling another part of anatomy..The goon falls against Sarah..Blood coming from his mouth and trousers..The other goon, surprisingly able to walk, staggers and grabs his friend, and drags him away and around the corner..Adrian checks on Sarah, shes fine..Little pissed she broke her bottle on that guys face, but its okay..Safely delivered to her car, Sarah drives off, surprisingly, sober as a judge..Boy, that girl can drink..Adrian now addresses us, the viewing public, as he smokes a cigarette under a streetlight..)
Adrian: I hate thugs...
The most vile disgusting parts of humanity..Prey on those they perceive as weak, take advantage of the system to their own benefit..never work hard..Always want the easy money and fame..Think they deserve it..
Those two assholes who tried to steal Sarahs purse remind me of Zero Tolerance..The face covering is obvious, but not so with Cash so I will leave that out. I want to focus on their behavior..Sneak attacking..Bullying those they think are weak..But they were in for a surprise, and Sarah and I just sent our first two Jabronis to the hospital..As a team..Look for this to be a trend..
Cash, you talk a good game..surprising, I thought your lower jaw would be rotted away from years of Coppenhagen and beer, yet here you are..maybe thats why you wear that beard..to hide the fact that your Roger Ebert Chin is non existent..One good punch for your drunk ass to be carted out..And believe me, we have some business BOY...I think you should just go out and drive a Pontoon into some muddy bank and drink yourself to death..Do yourself and the world a favor, you product of Deliverance Spawn..
Salem Sheppard..Man son you got problems! Life is like a bridge..you get over it! Poor guy had some issues..If you having mental problems I feel bad for you son..I got 99 problems..and 3 bitches are one..You lack focus..you lack what it takes..at any moment Salem, you can burst into tears..And I will prey on that Salem..I wanna go deep into your mind and stir things up a little..Lets see how crazy you can get..I bet I can get you to turn on your partner..All I have to do is beat you like your dead daddy beat you in your nightmares..Don;t worry Salem..I'll be your daddy...And I'll enjoy giving you the discipline you never received as a child, which led you to the spoiled, entitled little painted BITCH you are today..
I've spoken about Damian Kaine at length, so FUCK HIM..I'm not giving his ass any more publicity..
Finally, ZT may start out by calling me at at at and saying other stupid things..thats because they have nothing to say..They cannot question my toughness..my ability..Face it boys..you ain't got SHIT on the Magnificent Bastard!
The Magnificent Bastard will debut on the grand stage at Revenge..such an appropriate phrase..When Izumi drives Zero Tolerance to hell, Twilight brings em back, and I finish the job..Zero Tolerance..will be zero....period. And Kaine, finally you will make some news..When we crush Zero Tolerance, we will make sure that this is your last match..Think of it as a favor..You never had what it took anyway!!!!!! BEHOLD,.....The Bastard...
(Adrian walks down the streetlight lit street, lights a cigarette..Fade to black on him walking away...)
Narration: Morgan Freeman
Part I: Severence
(Classic countdown..old school film reel style opens this portion of the promo..3......2..........1...Then a movie style Preview screen, green in white lettering with the official looking ratings graphic showing that the following presentation is rated "M" For 'Magnificent"..The text below states that this presentation may contain some awesomeness, amazement, eloquence, power and bombast brought to you by the Magnificent Bastard himself..Adrian Archer...
Fade into what appears to be a black and white feed from a CCTV camera in the office of WCF Owner Seth Lerch on the last episode of Slam before his..um..intervention.....His office is a mess of Jack Daniels Bottles, stacks of paper, and various other pieces of disorganization and drunkedness..Enter Adrian Archer, dressed in his wrestling gear, stage left to Lerch behind a desk talking on the phone stage right..)
Seth: No I don't care..whatever..I just...
(Seth puts his hand on the mouth piece)
Seth: WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?!?!
Adrian: A chance Seth!
I've done everything you've asked! I teamed with Kaine..I started a group..I took the name and character you suggested..I even competed in that Hellacious Trash Fire known as the King of the Deathmatch Tournament..And yet tonight I'm gonna be breaking in some newbie trash?!?!
Seth: (Deep, heavy sigh, removes hand from the mouth piece) Let me call you back..talent issues..you know how that goes..(Seth slams the old school phone on its receiver, making a slight quick *ding* sound..)
Sit down!
(Adrian pulls up a chair..Seth pours another glass of whiskey and leans forward..He looks like pure hell..The bags under his eyes are dark, his face is gaunt and clammy with sweat..He looks Adrian dead in the face..)
Seth: Look Adrian...You don't have the Goddamn RIGHT to come in here and DEMAND things from Seth Lerch!
(After composing his irrational drunken self, he returns to clarity almost..)
That being said....You're right....
Adrian:(A bit taken aback) What do you mean? Which part?
Seth:(After a long swig) All of it...You see Adrian..I am in the business of entertainment..I have to manage hundreds of egos on a daily basis..You know how hard that is? So I had to make a snap judgement on you and, considering your height, weight, and general lack of charisma, I chose the path for you I felt was best for business..I mean..
(He turns to a corner full of printed material..a t-shirt that says @@@ in red white and blue...a baseball jersey that says @@@...)
Seth: ..Despite the phone calls and harrassment I've received over you and your character, I got your back. You've shown me something Adrian, and I have a feeling you will be something someday..Just...Not now..
Adrian: You're wrong..
Seth: THEN PROVE IT!!!!
(Another heavy sigh..Seth Continues..)
Seth: Look I don't have time for this...I just hung up with a very established superstar basically begging them to come back...There was a board meeting today which means I may not be here too much longer..Despite all this..I can give you only one piece of advice..Do what you gotta do..Whatever you do, know unless its criminal, I don't care..Now leave me..I got business to handle..
(Adrian leaves..as he walks down the hall outside of Seths office, a man he does not recognize brushes past him quickly..)
Adrian: Excuse me would have been...
(Other men brush past Adrian hurriedly..As Seth's door is opened, he is heard saying.."Okay, double it..Just get back here tonight!"..
The door closes....)
Narrator: Adrian turns back to walk the rest of the way down the hallway, shaking his head..Looking discouraged..But at the same time..Determined..He knew what he had to do..He didn't want to..I mean, Damian is a good kid..But Adrian felt he needed to be who he really was..And that was not a straight shooting, anal retentive prick with a hard on for authority..There were plenty more layers to this onion, and WCF was going to find out sooner or later..
(As Adrian made his way downstairs, he was met by his partner Damian Kaine..The young man, excited as usual, slapped fives with Adrian)
Damian: READY TO PURGE THESE BASTARDS?!?!
Adrian: Yeah..theres gonna be a Purge all right...
(A producer shows up, fat, bespectacled, sweating..)
Producer: Okay guys you are UP!
(Kaine is Jazzed..Archer is bothered..But if one looks close enough into Adrian's eyes, they can see the beginnings of a devious gleam..then a smirk..Scene cuts to a parking lot under the last Venue in Columbus where Slam was held...There are a few cars here and there...We see Adrian walking out of the arena to his car...A few moments later, we see Damian Kaine follow him..)
Narrator: Now, we all know what happened next..Archer fought the match as normal, losing a tough contest to Sweet Annihilation, then decided to turn on his partner..Damian..Did not like that...
(Kaine catches up to Archer from behind..theres nobody in the enclosed parking structure..Damian runs up and clocks Archer on the head, causing him to hit the side view mirror of his 2016 Dodge Challenger...Archer turns quickly and disarms Kaine quickly with an arm lock and slams him on the hood..He lets him go and backs away..Not turning his back on Kaine, he picks up his bag...Kaine turns to him..)
Kaine: WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!!! Seriously!!! After all this hard work?!?!
Archer: Look Kid..Nothing Personal! I just...I had to do my own thing and the only way to do it was this way...
Kaine: I believed in the Purge..I believed you would take..
Archer: YEAH..I WOULD TAKE US TO THE TOP! I can't do that with a fucking CHILD ON MY BACK!
Narrator: Kaine was stung by that comment..But he didn't let it show..all that much..Instead, as he walked away..He uttered words that would shape Adrian Archers immediate..and perhaps long term....future...
Kaine: You BASTARD. You Fucking Bastard!
Narrator: Hey...Bastard...
(Adrian smiles as he steps into his car..He puts his phone on the seat beside him and notices a piece of junk mail left on his normally immaculate floormat..The paper claims that Jet Dry Leaves your dishes with a Magnificent Shine...The camera zooms in on the word "Magnificent" then cuts back to Adrians lips..)
Adrian: Bastard..
Magnificent...
Bastard...
.MAGNIFICENT....BASTARD!
(Adrian looks in his Rear View Mirror..crazed look in his eye..He points..)
Adrian: YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARD...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!
(Cut to black)
PART 2: Allegiance
(Black Screen..White letters..)
Magnificent Bastard
There's a certain type of character that defies such definitions as hero or villain, good or evil, friend or enemy. Love him or loathe him, you have to admire him. And at the end of the day, there's only one thing we can call him... a Magnificent Bastard.
The Magnificent Bastard is intelligent, capable, supremely competent, and always in control. He can be playing everyone from both ends, or making it up as he goes along with such consummate skill he gets away with it. He might be cynically exploiting all around him for his own ends, or persuading everyone to do everything for him. He might be a lying sneaky bastard playing everyone for his own selfish ends, but he goes about it with such breathtaking skill and panache you admire him for it. Above all else, what defines a Magnificent Bastard is his ability to evoke not just amazement, but grudging admiration, from friend, foe and audience alike.
- The Urban Dictionary
(Fade in to a darkly lit restaurant..The lighting is supplied by candles at the tables..A low key joint..Men in suits inhabit most of the smoky interior..At a table in the back, a table for two, sits Adrian Archer..He leans back from the table, cigarette in hand..He ashes in the ash tray, foot resting on his knee..He wears a black dress shirt, unbuttoned 2 buttons down and left out over his grey slacks and covered with a grey suit coat..A fedora sits on the chair across from him..All of a sudden, something catches his attention..A vision at the front near the reservation pulpit..Wearing a green silk kimono style dress, her firey red hair straight to her shoulders..she speaks with the head waiter who points her to the table in the back..Adrian stands..The young lady drops her purse and everything seems to move in slow motion..through her silky dress, as she kneels down to pick up the purse, he can see every curve..every detail of her..he felt the man inside of him shout..but he had to snap out of it..This was business..And this was no ordinary young lady..This was WCF legend and current head of WCF, Sarah Twilight..She made her way to the table as the head waiter pulls her chair out and she sits down, Adrian follows suit..)
Waiter: Good evening and welcome to Baby Joe's..can I start you off with something to drink?
Adrian: Yes, a glass of your finest vintage red..
Sarah: Make that the bottle..
Narrator: He liked her already...
Adrian: So..
Sarah: Okay, lets get a few things straight here..I don't know what you think you are doing, but this is strictly business! I want to get back in the ring, and this was the only match I could do so..So if you think..
Adrian: May I finish, Miss Twilight?
(Sarah nods..Adrian continues)
Adrian: First of all, I want to thank you for joining myself and the honorable Kira Izumi in a match against two members of Zero Tolerance, and my former partner..I must say..it was quite a pleasant surprise..To be joined by someone such as you..A true competitor and legend in this business..
Sarah: Cut the crap Adrian..If I wanted smoke blown up my ass I'd..Wait..Everyones smoking in here..Thats illegal?
Adrian: My dear, this place knows no rules..As you noticed, when you entered this establishment, you came in through a deli, and needed to tell them who you were with..then down a spiral staircase to an unassuming door..and into this humble restaurant..Look around you..affluent men from around the World come here..the real World Order..the bankers who meet every year in Switzerland to define the World economy come here to eat the finest steaks, drink the best wine, and seal the pacts by which the world spins. If these walls could talk they would reveal 25 years of presidents, dignitaries and bankers deepest darkest secrets..But they cannot talk..And will not..I found it the perfect setting for us to meet and discuss our match..
Narrator: Sarah was in awe..she had no idea Adrian Archer was this powerful..why then is he wrestling?
(The wine arrives..Sarah quickly extends her glass and gets half, Adrian the same, then the bottle is left at the table..Sarah takes her wine in one gulp and slams the glass..)
Sarah: Oooh..that's good! Um..Okay..So..yeah..Sunday..
Adrian:(Sipping his wine, cool and calm) You have not seen action in over two years..
Sarah: Hey thats not true!
(Sarah pours another glass)
Adrian: I mean of the wrestling variety, Miss Twilight..Are you feeling good physically?
Sarah:(Between sips of wine) I feel great..I've been training for a few months now just to make a return..but I had no idea it would be this soon..Needless to say, I am as good or better than I ever was..
Adrian: Good..we will need everything we have to beat Zero Tolerance..
Sarah: I've been watching but not really keeping up..till I had to..
Adrian: Well, the members we will be facing at Revenge are Jason Cash and Salem Sheppard..
Jason Cash is, to put it mildly, a dullard. A caricature of the most ignorant and detestable parts of the south. A man who revs his lifted truck engine at a stop light next to people going to get groceries, then peels off the line screaming "MERICA" While drinking discount beer..Jason Cash is an amalgamation of every Texan, Southern, drunk rascal since a certain 'Stunner" became in vogue.
He is basically a cartoon in human form..He and I have made the rounds on social media which is kind of like shooting fish in a barrel for me..He is not very highly intelligent, but somehow, despite his drunken, greasy hillbilly ways, when he gets in that ring, he can be dangerous..Best way to neutralize him, is to confuse him..Which requires a shiny object,..
(Sarah laughs..the wine is loosening her up a bit)
Adrian: But seriously..Jason Cash has a very limited move set and works a lot on emotion..usually drunken emotion..if we are able to cripple his ego and get him into his own head, believing he cannot beat us, then he will want to go to a more comfortable place..His bottle..He will lose interest in the match and be a much easier mark that way..
Sarah: Wow..sounds like you've done your homework..
Adrian: Then theres Salem Shephard..If you have seen his promotions, you know that this is a very troubled young man..His upbringing, the tragic circumstances of his life, have made him a psychotic individual who should have never passed Seth's "Wellness" program, which is a joke considering he is in rehab..
But I digress..
Salem Shephard is another Un-Original..Face painted like a certain Posse and group of followers, he has proven that he too is a follower, and his group is exactly what is wrong with the WCF..A sense of entitlement, a cocky, arrogance and feeling they deserve the world because they showed up and beat substandard talent..Well, guess what? Last week on Slam, they did not do a damn thing, did they? No..Why? Because they were facing the true standard bearers in this organization, and at Revenge, they will face another..Zero Tolerance is failing in the proving grounds, and I know that with you, and Kira's revenge..This team has no shot..Zero Tolerance needs to be shown that respect is earned. They think they are something? I am the only man who survived King of The Deathmatch to come back the very next week, and also have a spot on Revenge..Zero Tolerance..Ain't done shit..to impress me..
(Adrian lights a cigarette..Sarah drinks her wine..Not even phased, just enjoying the wine..)
Adrian: The way to beat Salem Sheppard is to slow him down..He thrives on his psychosis..a victim mentality justifies his violent outbursts and serves him well in the ring..He must be dealt with quickly, and made to feel like he is less than nothing..He needs to remember that he is just a poor boy from the streets who will end up back in the streets because he could not live reasonably and chose to blame others for his current state..
Believe it or not Sarah, I suffer from Psychosis..But I am under a doctors care..the medication calms the demons, but also makes me rather numb to any extreme emotion..Its also why I cannot drink so much..
Sarah: (Pouring another glass) Fine by me..
Adrian: And finally, there is my former partner Damian Kaine..A young man who showed so much potential..when I was approached to team with him as part of a rebellion angle, the only reason I accepted it was because I saw the young mans moxie in my very first match..But somewhere along the line, Damian got complacent..His plans were not panning out..His stardom was not instant..so he, like so many others in the Millennial Generation, decided that he wasn't into all of that hard working stuff..Nope..He stopped training, started showing up late to events..and followed me around like a damn puppy dog..Christ, I have two kids I don't need a third..
Sarah: Oh darn..
Adrian: You shut your mouth! You don't strike me as the type to want kids..
Sarah:Nnnope..
Adrian: Well, back to my former partner..I was never going to get anywhere with that albatross around my neck..And look what happened..I ditch him..and now I am working with Sarah Twilight..
(Raises his glass)
Adrian: To Allegiance!
Sarah: To kicking some fucking ass!
*CLINK*
(Fade out)
Part 3: Shots Fired
(Its dark in Los Angeles..Namely downtown..Sarah and Adrian are walking to Sarah's car after closing the place down..Sarah carries an empty wine bottle..Despite finishing the whole thing, Sarah walks straight and strong down the alley with Adrian towards her car..All of a sudden, out of nowhere..2 men in ski masks come from behind a dumpster, guns drawn..Sarah and Adrian stop, hands raised..they look at each other..And nod..One of the men grabs for Sarahs purse, Sarah tosses him against the brick alley wall..Adrian knocks the gun from the other goon, and proceeds to nail him with knees to the face..Meantime, Twilight, goon against the wall, has her knees drilling another part of anatomy..The goon falls against Sarah..Blood coming from his mouth and trousers..The other goon, surprisingly able to walk, staggers and grabs his friend, and drags him away and around the corner..Adrian checks on Sarah, shes fine..Little pissed she broke her bottle on that guys face, but its okay..Safely delivered to her car, Sarah drives off, surprisingly, sober as a judge..Boy, that girl can drink..Adrian now addresses us, the viewing public, as he smokes a cigarette under a streetlight..)
Adrian: I hate thugs...
The most vile disgusting parts of humanity..Prey on those they perceive as weak, take advantage of the system to their own benefit..never work hard..Always want the easy money and fame..Think they deserve it..
Those two assholes who tried to steal Sarahs purse remind me of Zero Tolerance..The face covering is obvious, but not so with Cash so I will leave that out. I want to focus on their behavior..Sneak attacking..Bullying those they think are weak..But they were in for a surprise, and Sarah and I just sent our first two Jabronis to the hospital..As a team..Look for this to be a trend..
Cash, you talk a good game..surprising, I thought your lower jaw would be rotted away from years of Coppenhagen and beer, yet here you are..maybe thats why you wear that beard..to hide the fact that your Roger Ebert Chin is non existent..One good punch for your drunk ass to be carted out..And believe me, we have some business BOY...I think you should just go out and drive a Pontoon into some muddy bank and drink yourself to death..Do yourself and the world a favor, you product of Deliverance Spawn..
Salem Sheppard..Man son you got problems! Life is like a bridge..you get over it! Poor guy had some issues..If you having mental problems I feel bad for you son..I got 99 problems..and 3 bitches are one..You lack focus..you lack what it takes..at any moment Salem, you can burst into tears..And I will prey on that Salem..I wanna go deep into your mind and stir things up a little..Lets see how crazy you can get..I bet I can get you to turn on your partner..All I have to do is beat you like your dead daddy beat you in your nightmares..Don;t worry Salem..I'll be your daddy...And I'll enjoy giving you the discipline you never received as a child, which led you to the spoiled, entitled little painted BITCH you are today..
I've spoken about Damian Kaine at length, so FUCK HIM..I'm not giving his ass any more publicity..
Finally, ZT may start out by calling me at at at and saying other stupid things..thats because they have nothing to say..They cannot question my toughness..my ability..Face it boys..you ain't got SHIT on the Magnificent Bastard!
The Magnificent Bastard will debut on the grand stage at Revenge..such an appropriate phrase..When Izumi drives Zero Tolerance to hell, Twilight brings em back, and I finish the job..Zero Tolerance..will be zero....period. And Kaine, finally you will make some news..When we crush Zero Tolerance, we will make sure that this is your last match..Think of it as a favor..You never had what it took anyway!!!!!! BEHOLD,.....The Bastard...
(Adrian walks down the streetlight lit street, lights a cigarette..Fade to black on him walking away...)
