Post by johnnycraven on Jun 16, 2007 18:29:25 GMT -5
Cameras Fade In:
Scene opens up to the old chemical factory that Johnny Craven was at a few weeks ago. A car is quickly seen pulling up to the factory and out comes none other than the greatest interviewer of all time....no not Mean Gene....I'm talking about WCF's number ONE announcer....Hank Brown. He is seen walking up to the heavy double doors to the factory and he slowly walks in. He begins to look around and sees nothing but darkness. Then he begins to hear whispers coming from the hallways. This makes him very paranoid and he begins to call for Johnny Craven.
Hank Brown: Craven? You here man? (To himself) Why in the hell would he want to come here for an interview....guy's a psycho. Craven? You better not be fuckin with me man...I mean it! Where the hell are you at?
Hank Brown begins walking slowly down one of the hallways, and as he does this, the whispers begin to get louder. By now, he is scared shitless.
Hank Brown: I just want to get this over with and get the hell out of here. Craven? Is that you? It'd better be you....damnit!
Hank Brown stops for a minute until a set of hands are seen reaching out and pulling Hank into a room. It is Johnny Craven. He has that same crazed look on his face. His hardcore title is draped across his right shoulder. He looks at it for a minute and smiles at it sickly. Craven pulls out a flashlight and turns it on and sets it aside so that it emits a little light into the room.
Johnny Craven: (in a somewhat soft voice) Shhhhhh......listen....do you hear that?
Hank Brown: Hear what? Man....you scared the hell out of me....why in the hell are you here of all places?
Johnny Craven: I said shhhhhh....listen for a minute........*pause*........( in a somewhat soft voice).......hear those whispers? Those are the whispers of restless souls....the souls of those who cannot rest until their business with the world is over....
Hank Brown: Man....you've lost it dude. Those whispers can be anything....more than likely just the wind.
Johnny Craven: (soft voice) No no no no....it ain't the wind....it's them......*pause*.......they're coming....(Craven then has that same sickly smile come across his face)
Hank Brown: Alright Craven....if this is all you're going to do, then I'm leaving. I ain't got time for ghost stories....by the way....who is this "them" you're talking about?
Johnny Craven: Them....
Hank Brown: WHO DAMNIT!?
Johnny Craven grabs Hank Brown by the mouth to shut him up and just looks ahead with the same crazed look he's had all week.
Johnny Craven: The Shadow Riders....
Hank Brown: Who? The shadow riders? What kind of crap are you trying to convince me of?
Johnny Craven: (soft voice) The Shadow Riders....are the restless souls of those who have unfinished business with the world....those who the world viewed as outcasts........now they ride....roaming the roads at night....searching....
Hank Brown: Searching? Searching for what?
Johnny Craven: Searching for those who made them outcasts....seraching for those with who they have their unfinished business.
Hank Brown: And why are they so significant to you?
Johnny Craven: Like them....I have unfinished business....( I say those two words a lot and I apologize)....when Willy Carter said that I've never ridden alone....he was right......I ride with the Shadow Riders.......*pause*.......( A sick smile once again comes across his face)....they're coming........oh you bet your ass they're coming....Soon....the whole world will bear witness to the wake of the riders of doom....the Shadow Riders. ( I know it may sound stupid...and it probably does, but bear with me....if I think of a better name for the gang, then I will change it.)
Hank Brown: I don't mean to rain on your little parade, but....have you even thought about your tag team match this Sunday at Slam? Do you even know who your opponents are?
Johnny Craven just keeps staring ahead with that crazed look and sick smile.
Hank Brown: I guess I might as well go ahead and tell you....your opponents are Mike Ragnal, Creeping Death, and Killswitch...who, by the way, are the current WCF tag team champions. I can't understand why you're not focused more on this....you probably don't even know who your team mates are do you? I'll tell you that too....you have Davey Boone, tvo, and Thunder....
Before Hank Brown can say anything else, Johnny Craven quickly looks over at him and grabs the microphone and just stares at Hank Brown.
Johnny Craven: I know damn well who I'm teaming with this Sunday....and I know damn well who our opponents are for this Sunday....do you see a worried look on this face? No you don't because there ain't one. I ain't worried about this Sunday....I suppose you think I should be worried because all of my team mates have been quiet as of late....because they haven't said anything these last few days....I can't speak for my team mates....I can only speak for myself, and I've already told you that I ain't worried. You want to see a worried look? You should have seen the look on your face when you first walked in here....it was priceless.
Hank Brown: So what are your thoughts about this Sunday?
Johnny Craven: It just don't get old with you does it? You want to know my thoughts...I'll give them to you........This Sunday, I'm going to be in match....I'm going to have three team mates....and there will be four others on the other side of the ring. Those are the ones that are supposed to be our enemies....that good enough for you?
Hank Brown: I know you can do better than that man....come on...
Johnny Craven: Not good enough....ok....how about this? I look at each one of my opponents, and I see one hell of a fight. I look at Creeping Death....and I see a legend....but, I also see a real asshole too....let me tell you what I mean. Since Davey Boone has returned, Creeping Death has been running his mouth backstage, rather wrecklessly....and honestly, it's really pissed me off. It has ultimately led to a short return for Boone...and NO ONE! messes with my tag team partner and lives to tell about it! Creeping Death was the same asshole towards Rich "the xtreme one" Marciano a few weeks back, and that was a really big mistake, seeing as Rich Marciano is the newest member of the Red River Mafia. So Creeping Death....in the next two weeks, we will be in the same matches....first is the eight man tag match this Sunday....and then the second is one week from Sunday, at Explosion....which means that I get to whoop your ass, not once...but TWICE! I'm telling you right now, CD....there ain't nothing that's going to stop me from stomping a mud hole in your ass and walking it dry! Now....on to good ol' Mike Ragnal....you know it's funny....I've been in three matches with that little bastard and I ain't won a one of them. First was a singles match....the others were tag team matches. He likes to brag about beating his opponents....(sarcastically) "I beat Craven...I beat Biohazard...I beat King Kong Bundy....and now I'm a member of Index Three"....That's just pathetic. If you're going to gloat all the time, then why can't you beat Bobby Cairo?....Twice....TWICE!....you fought Bobby Cairo for that television title...and both times you got your ass beat....and you want to brag about beating me? Now I'm proud for the fact that you are a part of Index Three...I really am. But this Sunday, I want you to step into that ring with me and tell me to my face, that I'm nothing more than a pushover....you still ain't done that yet. So if whooping your ass all over the arena is the only way to shut your ass up, then damnit....that's EXACTLY....what I'm going to do.
Hank Brown: What about Killswitch? You got to fight them too.
Johnny Craven: (sarcastically) "What about Killswitch? You got to fight them too." I know that. Yeah they are the tag team champions....and damn good ones too. I don't know much about Spike Kane, but I do know a lot about Jay Williams. You see, he likes to have his wife come out and help him win his matches all the time....I guess he doesn't trust his own damn tag team partner....but then again, Hank, if you had a tag team partner who kept fucking your name up every time, then you'd probably hate him too......maybe that's just me...I don't know. What I do know is this....Jay Williams....the way I see it, if your wife decides to get involved in this match, then she's fair game. I can't be held responsible for my or my team mates' actions if she gets in the way of...oh I don't know...say a chair shot...or even a shot from a barbed wire bat! The point is, Jay Williams, is this....if you know what's good for your wife...and if you care about her enough, then you'd best keep her ass backstage and make damn well sure she stays there. Then, you and your tag team partner show up to that ring and bring everything damn thing you've got.
Hank Brown: See? I knew you had it in you.
Johnny Craven: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...Hank....I ain't done yet. You see, I know going into this match....there's a good chance that we could whoop some ass. But, I also know that there's a good chance that we could get our asses beat....so all I have to say is this......I don't care who it is in my corner......I don't care who it is in the other corner......I'm going out there to that ring for one purpose and one purpose only....whoopin some ass......I don't know if my team mates will show....hell, I don't even know if the damn referee will show....but I guarantee you this....if I go down this Sunday....I'm bringing CD, Ragnal, and Killswitch....everyone of them sumbitches down WITH ME! Now Hank....is that good enough for you?
With that, Hank Brown nods and proceeds to leave the facility rather quickly. His car is heard speeding off. The cameras then pan back to Johnny Craven....but he is gone. The only thing left are the whispers in the dark, as the scene fades out.
Cameras Fade Out.
Scene opens up to the old chemical factory that Johnny Craven was at a few weeks ago. A car is quickly seen pulling up to the factory and out comes none other than the greatest interviewer of all time....no not Mean Gene....I'm talking about WCF's number ONE announcer....Hank Brown. He is seen walking up to the heavy double doors to the factory and he slowly walks in. He begins to look around and sees nothing but darkness. Then he begins to hear whispers coming from the hallways. This makes him very paranoid and he begins to call for Johnny Craven.
Hank Brown: Craven? You here man? (To himself) Why in the hell would he want to come here for an interview....guy's a psycho. Craven? You better not be fuckin with me man...I mean it! Where the hell are you at?
Hank Brown begins walking slowly down one of the hallways, and as he does this, the whispers begin to get louder. By now, he is scared shitless.
Hank Brown: I just want to get this over with and get the hell out of here. Craven? Is that you? It'd better be you....damnit!
Hank Brown stops for a minute until a set of hands are seen reaching out and pulling Hank into a room. It is Johnny Craven. He has that same crazed look on his face. His hardcore title is draped across his right shoulder. He looks at it for a minute and smiles at it sickly. Craven pulls out a flashlight and turns it on and sets it aside so that it emits a little light into the room.
Johnny Craven: (in a somewhat soft voice) Shhhhhh......listen....do you hear that?
Hank Brown: Hear what? Man....you scared the hell out of me....why in the hell are you here of all places?
Johnny Craven: I said shhhhhh....listen for a minute........*pause*........( in a somewhat soft voice).......hear those whispers? Those are the whispers of restless souls....the souls of those who cannot rest until their business with the world is over....
Hank Brown: Man....you've lost it dude. Those whispers can be anything....more than likely just the wind.
Johnny Craven: (soft voice) No no no no....it ain't the wind....it's them......*pause*.......they're coming....(Craven then has that same sickly smile come across his face)
Hank Brown: Alright Craven....if this is all you're going to do, then I'm leaving. I ain't got time for ghost stories....by the way....who is this "them" you're talking about?
Johnny Craven: Them....
Hank Brown: WHO DAMNIT!?
Johnny Craven grabs Hank Brown by the mouth to shut him up and just looks ahead with the same crazed look he's had all week.
Johnny Craven: The Shadow Riders....
Hank Brown: Who? The shadow riders? What kind of crap are you trying to convince me of?
Johnny Craven: (soft voice) The Shadow Riders....are the restless souls of those who have unfinished business with the world....those who the world viewed as outcasts........now they ride....roaming the roads at night....searching....
Hank Brown: Searching? Searching for what?
Johnny Craven: Searching for those who made them outcasts....seraching for those with who they have their unfinished business.
Hank Brown: And why are they so significant to you?
Johnny Craven: Like them....I have unfinished business....( I say those two words a lot and I apologize)....when Willy Carter said that I've never ridden alone....he was right......I ride with the Shadow Riders.......*pause*.......( A sick smile once again comes across his face)....they're coming........oh you bet your ass they're coming....Soon....the whole world will bear witness to the wake of the riders of doom....the Shadow Riders. ( I know it may sound stupid...and it probably does, but bear with me....if I think of a better name for the gang, then I will change it.)
Hank Brown: I don't mean to rain on your little parade, but....have you even thought about your tag team match this Sunday at Slam? Do you even know who your opponents are?
Johnny Craven just keeps staring ahead with that crazed look and sick smile.
Hank Brown: I guess I might as well go ahead and tell you....your opponents are Mike Ragnal, Creeping Death, and Killswitch...who, by the way, are the current WCF tag team champions. I can't understand why you're not focused more on this....you probably don't even know who your team mates are do you? I'll tell you that too....you have Davey Boone, tvo, and Thunder....
Before Hank Brown can say anything else, Johnny Craven quickly looks over at him and grabs the microphone and just stares at Hank Brown.
Johnny Craven: I know damn well who I'm teaming with this Sunday....and I know damn well who our opponents are for this Sunday....do you see a worried look on this face? No you don't because there ain't one. I ain't worried about this Sunday....I suppose you think I should be worried because all of my team mates have been quiet as of late....because they haven't said anything these last few days....I can't speak for my team mates....I can only speak for myself, and I've already told you that I ain't worried. You want to see a worried look? You should have seen the look on your face when you first walked in here....it was priceless.
Hank Brown: So what are your thoughts about this Sunday?
Johnny Craven: It just don't get old with you does it? You want to know my thoughts...I'll give them to you........This Sunday, I'm going to be in match....I'm going to have three team mates....and there will be four others on the other side of the ring. Those are the ones that are supposed to be our enemies....that good enough for you?
Hank Brown: I know you can do better than that man....come on...
Johnny Craven: Not good enough....ok....how about this? I look at each one of my opponents, and I see one hell of a fight. I look at Creeping Death....and I see a legend....but, I also see a real asshole too....let me tell you what I mean. Since Davey Boone has returned, Creeping Death has been running his mouth backstage, rather wrecklessly....and honestly, it's really pissed me off. It has ultimately led to a short return for Boone...and NO ONE! messes with my tag team partner and lives to tell about it! Creeping Death was the same asshole towards Rich "the xtreme one" Marciano a few weeks back, and that was a really big mistake, seeing as Rich Marciano is the newest member of the Red River Mafia. So Creeping Death....in the next two weeks, we will be in the same matches....first is the eight man tag match this Sunday....and then the second is one week from Sunday, at Explosion....which means that I get to whoop your ass, not once...but TWICE! I'm telling you right now, CD....there ain't nothing that's going to stop me from stomping a mud hole in your ass and walking it dry! Now....on to good ol' Mike Ragnal....you know it's funny....I've been in three matches with that little bastard and I ain't won a one of them. First was a singles match....the others were tag team matches. He likes to brag about beating his opponents....(sarcastically) "I beat Craven...I beat Biohazard...I beat King Kong Bundy....and now I'm a member of Index Three"....That's just pathetic. If you're going to gloat all the time, then why can't you beat Bobby Cairo?....Twice....TWICE!....you fought Bobby Cairo for that television title...and both times you got your ass beat....and you want to brag about beating me? Now I'm proud for the fact that you are a part of Index Three...I really am. But this Sunday, I want you to step into that ring with me and tell me to my face, that I'm nothing more than a pushover....you still ain't done that yet. So if whooping your ass all over the arena is the only way to shut your ass up, then damnit....that's EXACTLY....what I'm going to do.
Hank Brown: What about Killswitch? You got to fight them too.
Johnny Craven: (sarcastically) "What about Killswitch? You got to fight them too." I know that. Yeah they are the tag team champions....and damn good ones too. I don't know much about Spike Kane, but I do know a lot about Jay Williams. You see, he likes to have his wife come out and help him win his matches all the time....I guess he doesn't trust his own damn tag team partner....but then again, Hank, if you had a tag team partner who kept fucking your name up every time, then you'd probably hate him too......maybe that's just me...I don't know. What I do know is this....Jay Williams....the way I see it, if your wife decides to get involved in this match, then she's fair game. I can't be held responsible for my or my team mates' actions if she gets in the way of...oh I don't know...say a chair shot...or even a shot from a barbed wire bat! The point is, Jay Williams, is this....if you know what's good for your wife...and if you care about her enough, then you'd best keep her ass backstage and make damn well sure she stays there. Then, you and your tag team partner show up to that ring and bring everything damn thing you've got.
Hank Brown: See? I knew you had it in you.
Johnny Craven: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...Hank....I ain't done yet. You see, I know going into this match....there's a good chance that we could whoop some ass. But, I also know that there's a good chance that we could get our asses beat....so all I have to say is this......I don't care who it is in my corner......I don't care who it is in the other corner......I'm going out there to that ring for one purpose and one purpose only....whoopin some ass......I don't know if my team mates will show....hell, I don't even know if the damn referee will show....but I guarantee you this....if I go down this Sunday....I'm bringing CD, Ragnal, and Killswitch....everyone of them sumbitches down WITH ME! Now Hank....is that good enough for you?
With that, Hank Brown nods and proceeds to leave the facility rather quickly. His car is heard speeding off. The cameras then pan back to Johnny Craven....but he is gone. The only thing left are the whispers in the dark, as the scene fades out.
Cameras Fade Out.
