Post by Oblivion on Oct 23, 2009 21:34:06 GMT -5
Helloween Hardcore
<Chapter 2> The Execution of Greenfever
9:00 P.M. Friday evening
(Stephan Johnson is driving south on US 19. As he gets to 74th Avenue (Park Blvd). he gets a call on his phone...)
Stephan: Hello? He-e-e-y!! Sup man. Yea? I'm... I'm on my way. Yea? uh-huh. Well, I'll be there. Now... 4th Street and 22nd avenue? Those apartments? C'mon dude. Little apartments for 800 dollars a month. Yea...uh-huh. But... but... alright-alright. I take it back. Sheesh. For a little guy, you sure get pretty pissed. Yes I said little guy. Oh!! You are huh? You're gonna kick my ass? Oh you think so. All 45 inches. Oh bullsh*t. You don't have three legs and your third one is not 45 inches. You perv-sicko!!! Damn straight!! You the man. Hey, I'm like a mile away. I'll be there shortly. Now, are you sure you wanna do this? Once we start, we cannot turn back. This not just assault. We're gonna dude some sick sh*t! Alright. Just be ready. SEE-E-E-YA-A!!
(Stephan continues to drive, until he sees the twelve apartments. These "apartments" are actually hotel room. Each door has a different color on them. You can pay for the day and/or night and/or for the week. It's 200 dollars a week for a small motel room. But, for a smaller person it should enough room for them. Steve drives pass the apartments, but turns right at the corner and drives into the parking lot. Dave, sees him through his window. The little man struggle to run, as he tries to hurry to get to Stephan,)
Stephan: Yo, Big Dave. What's up, man.
(Stephan slaps his right hand towards Dave's much smaller hand and pulls Dave towards him. Little Dave is wearing little pair of khakis and a small white tank-top. Little-man is wearing a small pair of Timberlands.)
Stephan: Okay, man. Are you ready? We're gonna do this, at night. People might be there,. So, we're gonna have to do this fast. We're gonna have to get in the same mindframe, just like Greenfever. We need to be twisted, psychotic, bizarre, and violent.
(Little man pulls out a little ski mask and a small tire iron.)
Stephan: Alright!! LET'S DO THIS!!
(Both Stephan and his little friend got into Stephan's Corvette. Stephan exits the parking lot and drives south down on 4th street, heading towards downtown. As Stephan drives, he notices that little Dave's hands are shaking.)
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Stephan: You know, Dave, you DON'T have to do this.
(Dave pounds his little fist on his his right side of his chest.)
Stephan: Good to know little buddy.
(Dave slaps Stephan on the face with his little black leather gloves.)
Stephan: Oh, get a load of that Camera-Dude.
(Little man gives the Camera-Dude a thumb's Up. Camera-Dude pans the camera, in the direction of a low-life scum bag attacking a woman.)
Stephan: Let's do this.(Steve and Dave puts on their black ski masks.)
(The two sneak up on the man beating on the woman. Stephan tackles the lowlife woman beater.)
Stephan: LADY RU-U-UN-N!!!
(The beaten woman flees and she screams. Stephan begins to strike the man with thunderous strikes, as Dave starts to hit the man on his legs with the small tire-iron. With one massive punch to the face, Stephan breaks the woman-beater's nose, before he starts to drag the man to his car. Steve throws the beaten man onto the backseat, as Dave jumps on him and bangs the tire-iron against the man's skull. They drive to a secluded area in southside St. Petersburg, where they see all kinds of violence, in one form or another. In the dark alley, where noone wants to be at, especially at night. Johnson drags out the screaming man.)
The Man: NO!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!! DON'T HURT ME!!! PLEASE!!!
(Little man pulls out a little ski mask and a small tire iron.)
Stephan: We don't give mercy to women beaters!! Do we?
(Little man hits the man with the tire-iron. With noone around, Steve pulls out a small knife.)
Stephan: You know what I'm gonna do with this?
The Man: NO!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!! DON'T HURT ME!!! PLEASE!!!
Stephan: YES!! YES!! I WILL!! I WILL HURT YOU!!! YES!!! Get his shoes!!
(Dave helps Stephan take off the man's shoes off.)
The Man: Wh-what are you gonna do with that knife?!?!? NO- NO-!!!
(Dave takes a rag a raps it around the tire-iron and begins to gag the man with it, as Stephan begins to cut the small toe on the man's left foot.)
The Man: AH-H-H-H-!!!! (muffled sound)
(There is sounds of snapping bones and skin ripping, as Stephan cuts off the pinkie toe, of the woman beater.)
Stephan: Go get the rope!!!
(Little man hobbles over to the car and grabs the white rope. Stephan starts to tie the man's arms behind his back and drags him to a nail that is attached to a nearby bricked building. Johnson picks the man up and hangs the man, onto the building, by the rope onto the nail. Stephan walks over to his car and pulls out a ballbat. The man continues to scream under the rag stuffed in his mouth.)
Stephan: Okay. Which leg?
(Dave starts to hit the man's legs with the tire-iron, as Steve strikes the man's right leg numerous times. The man screams in pain. Then there is a sound of a can being kicked. Stephan turns around and...)
Stephan: Dude!! Make sure you have your mask on right CD!!
(Steve turns around and sees the Camera-Dude barely has his mask on over his large and massive head. Little man does a cutting motion over his own throat.)
Stephan: No, little man. We're just teaching this man a lesson. I'm sure he won't do it again. Won't you?
(The man shakes his head yes.)
Stephan(grabbing the man's face, then lightly taps the man's face.): Good man. Good man. Okay dude, let's book it. Remember nothing happened!! Got it!!
(The man shakes his head yes. Steve finds a trashcan lid and slams it across the man's skull. Johnson, Dave and The Camera-Dude take off, as they laugh and enters the Corvette. The car takes off in a squeal. Stephan drives, as Dave is all pumped up with adrenaline. Dave punches his left hand with his right.)
Stephan: You ready for Sunday night?!? I'm ready!!
(Dave shakes his head yes. Stephan drives up to Dave's apartment and Dave gets out. Dave gives Steve and The Camera-Dude a piece sign.)
Stephan: Stay cool, little man. I will see you Sunday. Helloween is gonna be wicked!!! Remember tonight. WE WILL MAKE GREENFEVER SCREAM!! WE WILL MAKE GREENFEVER SUFFER!! SEE YA SUNDAY!!
(Stephan drives away and heads for his place. Stephan begins to talke to The Camera-Dude.)
Stephan: Now, Camera-Dude. You did good, tonight!! I picked you as my personal camera-man for a reason. You're nothing like the regular camerman that WCF usually employs. But, you dude. You are awesome!! Keep it up. If by hook or by crook. I will win Sunday at Helloween!!
(Stephan drives up to his place. Both Steve and The Camera-Dude exits the vehicle and enters Steve's house, Stephan offers The Camera-Dude a drink.)
Stephan: Want a drink, Dude?
(The camera shakes no.)
Stephan: Alright.
(Stephan wipes off the sweat off his head, befor he puts on his mask.)
Slaughter: Greenfever!! This Sunday, we, that is you and I have a hardcore match for my...
(Ace Slaughter grabs for his WCF Hardcore title.)
Slaughter: ...THIS championship!! MY championship and you better get used to that!! You and I are defining what hardcore is, in this company!! We have been battling each other in our rivalry. Look around WCF and I can gaurantee, ask anyone I KNOW for fact!! Our rivalry is gonna be for the history books!! People will talk about our WAR for years!!! No matter what happens on Helloween. You will NOT get rid of me!! I'm gonna teach you who is the resident psychopath here in WCF!!! You got that!?! We both are not afraid to do whatever it takes to win a match. Especially in our kind of match. But, this Sunday is gonna be special!! Just two nights away!! In 48 hours, we are about to get nasty!! It's just two days we are gonna flood The Allstate Arena in Chicago, Illinois, with our blood. Both of us are gonna hurt!! Both of us are gonna bleed!! We can fight inside the ring!! We can fight outside the ring!! No count-outs!!! We can fight all over The Allstate Arena, if we wanted to!! We can use anything we can get our hands on!!! And what perfect name to call the Pay Per View... Helloween!!! Because... I'M SENDING YOU TO HELL-LL-LL-LL!!! YOU THINK YOUR LIFE, UP TO NOW, HAS BEEN LIKE HELL!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT KIND OF HELL YOU ARE ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE!! I have been there, done that!! I know more about pain, than you have forgotten!! SO BETTER GET READY FOR HELLOWEEN, GREENY!! Because we are gonna have a gleeful fun time shedding each other's blood!! WE ARE GONNA ROCK THE ALLSTATE ARENA!!I hope WCF has an insurance policy for The Allstate Arena, because you and I ARE GONNA TEAR DOWN THAT PLACE!! I am gonna love tearing you apart!! Let's make people talk about THIS battle!!! Let's make people not forget about the war, we are gonna have on Helloween!! I'm gonna bring everything, including the kitchen sink. You better be ready. BECAUSE I WILL BE!!! Because, if you like it or not like it, Greenfever is gonna have to learn to love it, because "Superstar" Ace Slaughter is gonna stay the WCF Hardcore Champion!!!
(Ace Slaughter grabs for the camera.)
<Chapter 2> The Execution of Greenfever
9:00 P.M. Friday evening
(Stephan Johnson is driving south on US 19. As he gets to 74th Avenue (Park Blvd). he gets a call on his phone...)
Stephan: Hello? He-e-e-y!! Sup man. Yea? I'm... I'm on my way. Yea? uh-huh. Well, I'll be there. Now... 4th Street and 22nd avenue? Those apartments? C'mon dude. Little apartments for 800 dollars a month. Yea...uh-huh. But... but... alright-alright. I take it back. Sheesh. For a little guy, you sure get pretty pissed. Yes I said little guy. Oh!! You are huh? You're gonna kick my ass? Oh you think so. All 45 inches. Oh bullsh*t. You don't have three legs and your third one is not 45 inches. You perv-sicko!!! Damn straight!! You the man. Hey, I'm like a mile away. I'll be there shortly. Now, are you sure you wanna do this? Once we start, we cannot turn back. This not just assault. We're gonna dude some sick sh*t! Alright. Just be ready. SEE-E-E-YA-A!!
(Stephan continues to drive, until he sees the twelve apartments. These "apartments" are actually hotel room. Each door has a different color on them. You can pay for the day and/or night and/or for the week. It's 200 dollars a week for a small motel room. But, for a smaller person it should enough room for them. Steve drives pass the apartments, but turns right at the corner and drives into the parking lot. Dave, sees him through his window. The little man struggle to run, as he tries to hurry to get to Stephan,)
Stephan: Yo, Big Dave. What's up, man.
(Stephan slaps his right hand towards Dave's much smaller hand and pulls Dave towards him. Little Dave is wearing little pair of khakis and a small white tank-top. Little-man is wearing a small pair of Timberlands.)
Stephan: Okay, man. Are you ready? We're gonna do this, at night. People might be there,. So, we're gonna have to do this fast. We're gonna have to get in the same mindframe, just like Greenfever. We need to be twisted, psychotic, bizarre, and violent.
(Little man pulls out a little ski mask and a small tire iron.)
Stephan: Alright!! LET'S DO THIS!!
(Both Stephan and his little friend got into Stephan's Corvette. Stephan exits the parking lot and drives south down on 4th street, heading towards downtown. As Stephan drives, he notices that little Dave's hands are shaking.)
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Stephan: You know, Dave, you DON'T have to do this.
(Dave pounds his little fist on his his right side of his chest.)
Stephan: Good to know little buddy.
(Dave slaps Stephan on the face with his little black leather gloves.)
Stephan: Oh, get a load of that Camera-Dude.
(Little man gives the Camera-Dude a thumb's Up. Camera-Dude pans the camera, in the direction of a low-life scum bag attacking a woman.)
Stephan: Let's do this.(Steve and Dave puts on their black ski masks.)
(The two sneak up on the man beating on the woman. Stephan tackles the lowlife woman beater.)
Stephan: LADY RU-U-UN-N!!!
(The beaten woman flees and she screams. Stephan begins to strike the man with thunderous strikes, as Dave starts to hit the man on his legs with the small tire-iron. With one massive punch to the face, Stephan breaks the woman-beater's nose, before he starts to drag the man to his car. Steve throws the beaten man onto the backseat, as Dave jumps on him and bangs the tire-iron against the man's skull. They drive to a secluded area in southside St. Petersburg, where they see all kinds of violence, in one form or another. In the dark alley, where noone wants to be at, especially at night. Johnson drags out the screaming man.)
The Man: NO!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!! DON'T HURT ME!!! PLEASE!!!
(Little man pulls out a little ski mask and a small tire iron.)
Stephan: We don't give mercy to women beaters!! Do we?
(Little man hits the man with the tire-iron. With noone around, Steve pulls out a small knife.)
Stephan: You know what I'm gonna do with this?
The Man: NO!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!! DON'T HURT ME!!! PLEASE!!!
Stephan: YES!! YES!! I WILL!! I WILL HURT YOU!!! YES!!! Get his shoes!!
(Dave helps Stephan take off the man's shoes off.)
The Man: Wh-what are you gonna do with that knife?!?!? NO- NO-!!!
(Dave takes a rag a raps it around the tire-iron and begins to gag the man with it, as Stephan begins to cut the small toe on the man's left foot.)
The Man: AH-H-H-H-!!!! (muffled sound)
(There is sounds of snapping bones and skin ripping, as Stephan cuts off the pinkie toe, of the woman beater.)
Stephan: Go get the rope!!!
(Little man hobbles over to the car and grabs the white rope. Stephan starts to tie the man's arms behind his back and drags him to a nail that is attached to a nearby bricked building. Johnson picks the man up and hangs the man, onto the building, by the rope onto the nail. Stephan walks over to his car and pulls out a ballbat. The man continues to scream under the rag stuffed in his mouth.)
Stephan: Okay. Which leg?
(Dave starts to hit the man's legs with the tire-iron, as Steve strikes the man's right leg numerous times. The man screams in pain. Then there is a sound of a can being kicked. Stephan turns around and...)
Stephan: Dude!! Make sure you have your mask on right CD!!
(Steve turns around and sees the Camera-Dude barely has his mask on over his large and massive head. Little man does a cutting motion over his own throat.)
Stephan: No, little man. We're just teaching this man a lesson. I'm sure he won't do it again. Won't you?
(The man shakes his head yes.)
Stephan(grabbing the man's face, then lightly taps the man's face.): Good man. Good man. Okay dude, let's book it. Remember nothing happened!! Got it!!
(The man shakes his head yes. Steve finds a trashcan lid and slams it across the man's skull. Johnson, Dave and The Camera-Dude take off, as they laugh and enters the Corvette. The car takes off in a squeal. Stephan drives, as Dave is all pumped up with adrenaline. Dave punches his left hand with his right.)
Stephan: You ready for Sunday night?!? I'm ready!!
(Dave shakes his head yes. Stephan drives up to Dave's apartment and Dave gets out. Dave gives Steve and The Camera-Dude a piece sign.)
Stephan: Stay cool, little man. I will see you Sunday. Helloween is gonna be wicked!!! Remember tonight. WE WILL MAKE GREENFEVER SCREAM!! WE WILL MAKE GREENFEVER SUFFER!! SEE YA SUNDAY!!
(Stephan drives away and heads for his place. Stephan begins to talke to The Camera-Dude.)
Stephan: Now, Camera-Dude. You did good, tonight!! I picked you as my personal camera-man for a reason. You're nothing like the regular camerman that WCF usually employs. But, you dude. You are awesome!! Keep it up. If by hook or by crook. I will win Sunday at Helloween!!
(Stephan drives up to his place. Both Steve and The Camera-Dude exits the vehicle and enters Steve's house, Stephan offers The Camera-Dude a drink.)
Stephan: Want a drink, Dude?
(The camera shakes no.)
Stephan: Alright.
(Stephan wipes off the sweat off his head, befor he puts on his mask.)
Slaughter: Greenfever!! This Sunday, we, that is you and I have a hardcore match for my...
(Ace Slaughter grabs for his WCF Hardcore title.)
Slaughter: ...THIS championship!! MY championship and you better get used to that!! You and I are defining what hardcore is, in this company!! We have been battling each other in our rivalry. Look around WCF and I can gaurantee, ask anyone I KNOW for fact!! Our rivalry is gonna be for the history books!! People will talk about our WAR for years!!! No matter what happens on Helloween. You will NOT get rid of me!! I'm gonna teach you who is the resident psychopath here in WCF!!! You got that!?! We both are not afraid to do whatever it takes to win a match. Especially in our kind of match. But, this Sunday is gonna be special!! Just two nights away!! In 48 hours, we are about to get nasty!! It's just two days we are gonna flood The Allstate Arena in Chicago, Illinois, with our blood. Both of us are gonna hurt!! Both of us are gonna bleed!! We can fight inside the ring!! We can fight outside the ring!! No count-outs!!! We can fight all over The Allstate Arena, if we wanted to!! We can use anything we can get our hands on!!! And what perfect name to call the Pay Per View... Helloween!!! Because... I'M SENDING YOU TO HELL-LL-LL-LL!!! YOU THINK YOUR LIFE, UP TO NOW, HAS BEEN LIKE HELL!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT KIND OF HELL YOU ARE ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE!! I have been there, done that!! I know more about pain, than you have forgotten!! SO BETTER GET READY FOR HELLOWEEN, GREENY!! Because we are gonna have a gleeful fun time shedding each other's blood!! WE ARE GONNA ROCK THE ALLSTATE ARENA!!I hope WCF has an insurance policy for The Allstate Arena, because you and I ARE GONNA TEAR DOWN THAT PLACE!! I am gonna love tearing you apart!! Let's make people talk about THIS battle!!! Let's make people not forget about the war, we are gonna have on Helloween!! I'm gonna bring everything, including the kitchen sink. You better be ready. BECAUSE I WILL BE!!! Because, if you like it or not like it, Greenfever is gonna have to learn to love it, because "Superstar" Ace Slaughter is gonna stay the WCF Hardcore Champion!!!
(Ace Slaughter grabs for the camera.)
