Post by Torture on Mar 24, 2009 18:41:36 GMT -5
Torture: What has happened to my world, Chris?
- Scene opens up in a gym. Torture is tied up around the wrists and ankles. His mouth is duct taped. Torture uses his entire strength to stand up and bust his way through one of the gym doors. He lands on the walk way leading up to the door. A few security guards rush to his aid. A moment flashes by and there's an ambulance. Torture gets loaded up into the ambulance and another moment flashes where a few nurses tend to him in a small hospital room.
- Now we're inside that room and Torture is sitting on the side of his hospital bed fully clothed and looks to be ready to get out. Chris Avery is sitting in a chair in the corner of the room while Torture's long time friend and Doctor has a word with him.
Torture: I swear, that's all I remember. I don't want to be here anymore though..
Doctor: You don't have to be. Other than your nose almost being broken, your ribs which are bruised, and the swelling in some small places, you're perfectly fine. You could have left anytime this morning.
Torture: Well yeah, but I was sleeping.
Doctor: Torture, I do have to say though, you came in here not too long ago and as a friend, and a Doctor of Medicine I want to say that I think you're pushing a body too far now a days. You're in your prime, don't get me wrong, but to a certain point you must think about other options soon.
Torture: I hear ya.
Doctor: I'm going to do my rounds, I'll catch you later. Call if you need anything else.
- The Doctor leaves the room and Avery stands up out of his chair and walks over to Torture.
Chris Avery: I got squashed in OUR main event match.
Torture: Well I'm so sorry, Chris, I got taken to a gym and had basketballs thrown at me by Brad Kane. Believe me, we would have cleaned house in the main event like we always do, but I have a bit more important stuff going on now.
Chris Avery: Typical, Torture. You're more important than me right?
- Torture picks up the GWC and WCF World titles.
Torture: Yeah, Chris. I'd like to think so.
Chris Avery: *Sigh* You're right sorry man. It's just, Gravedigger man. I get so bogged down I just feel like I won the US Title #1 Contender match honestly and true, and I'm not even getting a shot at the damn thing at the Pay Per View. On top of that, he put me on a team with two nobodies to fight three nobodies.
Torture: I accept your apology, but you can't hate me for what he's doing. You have to go out there and show him how he's holding you down. It's probably because..
Chris Avery: Because what?
Torture: I don't know..
Chris Avery: Tell me!
Torture: It's probably because..
Chris Avery: The color of my skin?!
Torture: Yeah.
Chris Avery: You thought that too? Damn! I should have known! How could I have been so blind! I knew that's what it was! That's why I've been getting junk matches to begin with, and that's probably why the crowd doesn't like me, and that's..
Torture: Well the crowd doesn't like you cause you don't cater to them. Not because you're Black.
Chris Avery: But still. Tort, we need to get back to business. I'm tired of getting squashed, and I'm tired of all the god damn hatin' from the others about how you're not this, or you're not that. It's bullshit man. This is different now. It's like the old days. Torture we need to get back what's ours. Sure you have the World Championship title, and sure you're the last GWC World Champion but we're losing control and footing in this god damn Federation!
Torture: Calm down, Chris. We can't attack the situation we're in right now like the old days. I have to be methodical. We have to think everything through and then take each step carefully and confident. Chris, I have no doubt in my mind that when Brad Kane steps into the ring on Sunday, I will have already defeated him. You see Chris, I have these two belts for a reason. It's because I'm that god damn good.
Chris Avery: And cool.
Torture: Yes, Cool.
Chris Avery: And Awesome?
Torture: I'm Captain Awesome, of course.
- The Tort grabs his bag and puts it over his shoulder. Avery and Tort walk out of the small hospital room and head down the hallway.
Torture: So what's your plans for Timebomb?
Chris Avery: I'm going to go to Washington, DC first, have a talk with someone. No reason I can't find someone who thinks this is racial profiling, then I'm going to go to Timebomb and kick some ass. I'm tired of being held down because of my color.
Torture: Indeed.
Chris Avery: You?
- Just as Torture is about to answer the glass doors of the hospital slide open. Torture stops dead in his tracks. The SUV that Chris Avery drove to the hospital which is the only vehicle in the guest parking lot is thrashed. The windows broken, the headlights hanging out from the grill, all the tires flat, and the entire right side is scratched. Torture's bag drops off his shoulder. Avery is mouthing questions to Torture but it's all silent. Not a sound is going into the ears of Tort. His eyes turn to bloodshot, his face turns to red. Torture walks violently to the SUV. He picks up the hanging headlight and rips it off the grill and throws it into the cracked windshield. Torture kicks the front bumper right off the car. Torture drives his fist through the drivers side window that was already cracked. He raises his arms to the air and yells the name "Kane". Avery comes running to Torture.
Chris Avery: Calm down man!
- The Tort strongly walks to the front door to pick back up his bag and shrugs off Chris Avery. The Tort walks directly to the sidewalk where one Cab is sitting. Torture opens the back door and throws his bag in there. Torture sits inside and slams the back door. Scene fades out with Avery looking at the thrashed SUV.
- Scene opens up in a gym. Torture is tied up around the wrists and ankles. His mouth is duct taped. Torture uses his entire strength to stand up and bust his way through one of the gym doors. He lands on the walk way leading up to the door. A few security guards rush to his aid. A moment flashes by and there's an ambulance. Torture gets loaded up into the ambulance and another moment flashes where a few nurses tend to him in a small hospital room.
- Now we're inside that room and Torture is sitting on the side of his hospital bed fully clothed and looks to be ready to get out. Chris Avery is sitting in a chair in the corner of the room while Torture's long time friend and Doctor has a word with him.
Torture: I swear, that's all I remember. I don't want to be here anymore though..
Doctor: You don't have to be. Other than your nose almost being broken, your ribs which are bruised, and the swelling in some small places, you're perfectly fine. You could have left anytime this morning.
Torture: Well yeah, but I was sleeping.
Doctor: Torture, I do have to say though, you came in here not too long ago and as a friend, and a Doctor of Medicine I want to say that I think you're pushing a body too far now a days. You're in your prime, don't get me wrong, but to a certain point you must think about other options soon.
Torture: I hear ya.
Doctor: I'm going to do my rounds, I'll catch you later. Call if you need anything else.
- The Doctor leaves the room and Avery stands up out of his chair and walks over to Torture.
Chris Avery: I got squashed in OUR main event match.
Torture: Well I'm so sorry, Chris, I got taken to a gym and had basketballs thrown at me by Brad Kane. Believe me, we would have cleaned house in the main event like we always do, but I have a bit more important stuff going on now.
Chris Avery: Typical, Torture. You're more important than me right?
- Torture picks up the GWC and WCF World titles.
Torture: Yeah, Chris. I'd like to think so.
Chris Avery: *Sigh* You're right sorry man. It's just, Gravedigger man. I get so bogged down I just feel like I won the US Title #1 Contender match honestly and true, and I'm not even getting a shot at the damn thing at the Pay Per View. On top of that, he put me on a team with two nobodies to fight three nobodies.
Torture: I accept your apology, but you can't hate me for what he's doing. You have to go out there and show him how he's holding you down. It's probably because..
Chris Avery: Because what?
Torture: I don't know..
Chris Avery: Tell me!
Torture: It's probably because..
Chris Avery: The color of my skin?!
Torture: Yeah.
Chris Avery: You thought that too? Damn! I should have known! How could I have been so blind! I knew that's what it was! That's why I've been getting junk matches to begin with, and that's probably why the crowd doesn't like me, and that's..
Torture: Well the crowd doesn't like you cause you don't cater to them. Not because you're Black.
Chris Avery: But still. Tort, we need to get back to business. I'm tired of getting squashed, and I'm tired of all the god damn hatin' from the others about how you're not this, or you're not that. It's bullshit man. This is different now. It's like the old days. Torture we need to get back what's ours. Sure you have the World Championship title, and sure you're the last GWC World Champion but we're losing control and footing in this god damn Federation!
Torture: Calm down, Chris. We can't attack the situation we're in right now like the old days. I have to be methodical. We have to think everything through and then take each step carefully and confident. Chris, I have no doubt in my mind that when Brad Kane steps into the ring on Sunday, I will have already defeated him. You see Chris, I have these two belts for a reason. It's because I'm that god damn good.
Chris Avery: And cool.
Torture: Yes, Cool.
Chris Avery: And Awesome?
Torture: I'm Captain Awesome, of course.
- The Tort grabs his bag and puts it over his shoulder. Avery and Tort walk out of the small hospital room and head down the hallway.
Torture: So what's your plans for Timebomb?
Chris Avery: I'm going to go to Washington, DC first, have a talk with someone. No reason I can't find someone who thinks this is racial profiling, then I'm going to go to Timebomb and kick some ass. I'm tired of being held down because of my color.
Torture: Indeed.
Chris Avery: You?
- Just as Torture is about to answer the glass doors of the hospital slide open. Torture stops dead in his tracks. The SUV that Chris Avery drove to the hospital which is the only vehicle in the guest parking lot is thrashed. The windows broken, the headlights hanging out from the grill, all the tires flat, and the entire right side is scratched. Torture's bag drops off his shoulder. Avery is mouthing questions to Torture but it's all silent. Not a sound is going into the ears of Tort. His eyes turn to bloodshot, his face turns to red. Torture walks violently to the SUV. He picks up the hanging headlight and rips it off the grill and throws it into the cracked windshield. Torture kicks the front bumper right off the car. Torture drives his fist through the drivers side window that was already cracked. He raises his arms to the air and yells the name "Kane". Avery comes running to Torture.
Chris Avery: Calm down man!
- The Tort strongly walks to the front door to pick back up his bag and shrugs off Chris Avery. The Tort walks directly to the sidewalk where one Cab is sitting. Torture opens the back door and throws his bag in there. Torture sits inside and slams the back door. Scene fades out with Avery looking at the thrashed SUV.
