Post by Oblivion on Oct 29, 2009 17:31:06 GMT -5
(At an undisclosed location, The Camera-Dude, Little Man Dave, and Cheerleader Melissa are sitting around, discussing this and that about recent happenings at what's been going on this week. The Camera-Dude is recording the discussion, with HIS camera, for future references...)
Cheerleader Melissa(with a sad look on her face): It's really sad that Ace lost his hardcore title. That match with that icky icky Greenfever was really really scary!!! There was blood all-l-l-l over the place!!!
(Little Man Dave punches his left hand with his right hand and stomps his right foot down onto the floor, with a pissed off look on his face. Behind the camera, The Camera-Dude snaps his fingers with his right hand and points his right index finger, at Little Man, with authority.)
Cheerleader Melissa(speaks while chewing bubblegum): Yea, but don't worry, Ace will win the contender's match against Kevin Hardaway and Hector What's his name.
Little Man Dave(gives a double thumb's up, while looking into the camera): YEAH!!! HEH-HEH!!
(At that moment, someone's cellphone ringtone of Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" begins to play. A ringtone guitar begins...)
[RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][HELLO-HELLO-HELLO-HOW LOW][HELLO-HELLO-HELLO-HOW LOW][HELLO-HELLO-HELLO-HOW LOW]
Cheerleader Melissa(blows a bubble then pops it): Camera-Dude!! Your phone is ringing!!
[RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][RING-RING][HERE WE ARE NOW, ENTERTAIN US]
(Camera-Dude holds up his right index finger. He answers his phone. Everyone stays quiet. Camera-Dude doesn't say a word, he just nods. He whistles a brief couple of notes, then hangs up the phone. Camera-Dude points at himself, then at Cheerleader Melissa and Little Man Dave, then at the room's door.)
Cheerleader Melissa(twirls her blonde hair with her finger): Was that Ace?
(Camera-Dude gives Melissa a thumbs up. All three leave the room and walk down stairs to the exit the undisclosed location. The camera-Dude enters a white van, through the driver's side door. Cheerleader Melissa opens the van's double doors, that is on the passenger side and helps Little Man Dave enter the van. Before Little Man closes the double doors, he gives Cheerleader Melissa a pat on her skirted tooshie. Melissa gives a little squeel, before she enters the van, through the passenger side door. Dave whistles, which prompts Melissa to ask a question...)
Cheerleader Melissa: Where are we going?
(Camera-Dude hands the slightly heavy camera to Cheerleader Melissa.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: What am I supposed to do with this?
Little Man Dave: Heh-heh... use camera as Dude drives. Cool.
(Camera-Dude starts to drive the large white van to a local police station.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa(as she points the camera at Dave): Where are we going?
(Little Man starts to wail out a police siren and twirl his right index finger in a circle.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: A Gay club?!?
(Little Dave slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration and again starts to wail out a police siren and twirl his right index finger in a circle.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: Oh-h-h a police station. Why did Ace get arrested... again?
Little Man Dave: Again? Heh-heh. No. We just go. Ace says go, we go. Heh!
(Dave gives a big toothy grin, as he gives a huge thumbs-up.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: Oh-h-h Okay.
(Melissa bobs her head side to side as she still records with the camera, while chewing her gum loudly. Little Man Dave just rolls his eyes, as Camera-Dude drives the van while shaking his head. After awhile, they approach a local police station. They all exits the van and Cheerleader Melissa hands the camera back to The Camera-Dude. They all three walk up the police station steps to the double glass doors. As they enter the police station, one police officer looks at a small picture in his hand. The officer looks at the picture then looks at the three then back at the picture. He escorts Dave and Melissa to a small room. the room has two small wooden chairs that is near a one-way mirror...[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: I told you Ace got arrested. He must of done something really wrong, if they want us watch the interrogation.
(Little Dave slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration. The two sit down in their chairs.)
Cheerleader Melissa: Where's Camera-Dude?
(Dave points towards the glass. Camera-Dude is in the other room, on the other side of the glass.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: Hi Camera-Dude!!!
(Little Dave slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration.)
Cheerleader Melissa: What?!?
(Dave just shakes his head. The room they are looking into is a dim lit interrogation room. The only light in the room is from one single lightbulb that has no glass casing around it, just the blub in the socket. The socket, with bulb in it, is hanging by a small thin cord that is attached to the ceiling. A small breeze or if someone walks passed it, the cord will sway back and forth. Under the light, is a small wooden table that has two chairs, one chair one side and another chair on the other side, facing it. Now, the room itself is almost square. Two walls, on opposite sides of the room, are ten feet in length. The other two walls are twelve feet in length. The are off-colored dry-walls. The one-way mirror that Melissa and Dave are looking through is on Camera-Dude's left. The only door, into the room, is on far right(Camera-Dude's perspective) corner. The only door into the room can only be open by the officers that work at that particular police station. Only they have the keys to open that door. Once the door is shut, the door is locked and only that particular key can open it. The door opens and a man is thrown into the room. The man that was throw into the interrogation room is Dr. Davis, Stephan Johnson's therapist. Right behind the doctor, to give him an extra kick in the rearend, is Ace Slaughter. Cheerleader Melissa leaps out of her seat and begins to cheer...)
Cheerleader Melissa: GO ACE!! GO-GO GO ACE!!
(Cheerleader Melissa, with her pom-poms in hand, does the cabbage patch dance. Little Dave just slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration. Dr. Davis is forced into the chair that is near the door. Slaughter points to The Camera-Dude to sit in the other chair, to record what Slaughter wants the doctor to say. Slaughter slaps the back, of the head of Dr. Davis)
Ace Slaughter(off camera): Speak to the camera or I will snap your neck like a twig!!!
(The doctor is obviously scared, by beads of sweat is dripping of from his forehead. Dr. Davis is shaking in fear.)
Ace Slaughter(off camera): You have no reason to be scared Doc. All you have to do is say what I want you to say. NO SAY IT, DAMN IT!!!
Dr. Davis: Th-this message is for...
Ace Slaughter(off camera): GREENFEVER!!! DAMN IT!! GREENFEVER!!!
Dr. Davis: Th-this message is for Gr-Greenfever!! Greenfever, you don't quite know how Brobdingnagian or huge of a problem Stephan...
(Ace Slaughter slaps the back of Dr. Davis' head.)
Dr. Davis: ...er I meant Ace Slaughter he has much deeper issues than you can ever imagine!! but, if you wish to antagonize Slaughter with your teasing, torment, and crusifycation, I have no choice but to warn you... BE PREPARED OF ANY RAMIFICATIONS YOU WILL ENDURE FROM YOUR BELITTLING OF ACE SLAUGHTER. As Stephan's...
(Ace Slaughter slaps the back of Dr. Davis' head.)
Dr. Davis: But, if you want to continue to walk in the Hell have created for yourself, go right ahead!!! You might be a self-proclaimed mass-murderer, but compared to Steph...
(Dr. Daivs looks at Ace getting ready to hit him...)
Dr. Davis: Ace Slaughter you are a saint!! If you want to rage war on Ace Slaughter, he will agree to this war!!! WCF will be flooded with your blood!! Remember.... THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!
(Ace Slaughter punches Dr. Davis, which causes him to fall off the chair. Ace Slaughter sits in the chair and begins to speak...)
Ace Slaughter: GREENFEVER!!!! I WILL WIN MY MATCH AT SLAM!!! I will win the number one contender's match!!! I will get my chance to get my hands around your throat again!!! I will once again get to shed your blood all over WCF!!! I WILL WIN BACK MY WCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!! Now!! Hector and Kevin!! poor... poor gentlemen!! Do you realize what disasterous circumstance you have gotten yourselves in?!?! HUH?!?! DO YA?!?! I will make bloody example out of you two!! I was once a respectable grappler!!! Winnign championship after championship!! But, now all I want is Greenfever's blood!! But, to get to him I have to beat you two!!! I will do that, if you two like it or not!!! It won't be my fault if you two get hurt!! It won't be Seth Lerch's fault!! It will be Greenfever;s fault!! He is the reason I am this way!! He will say otherwise!! But, he knows he is the reason!! He prevokes me time after time to the point I want to hurt someone!! GUESS WHAT YOU TWO ARE NEXT!! CALL ME ALL THE NAMES YOU WANT!!! IT WON'T AFFECT ME!!! IT JUST WILL PISS ME OFF TO THE POINT I WANT TO HURT SOMEONE!!! I WANT BLOOD AND YOU TWO WILL GIVE ME BLOOD!!! THIS WILL BE GREENFEVER'S FAULT!!! I WILL WIN BACK MY HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP AND THERE WILL BE NOONE THAT WILL BE ABLE TO STOP ME!!! BECAUSE IF YOPU LIKE IT OR YOU DON'T LIKE IT, YOU TWO ARE GOING TO DIE MONDAY NIGHT AND IT WILL BE ALL GREENFEVER'S FAULT!!!!
(Ace Slaughter stands up and throws the chair, he was sitting on, at the one way mirror!! Slaughter screams in anger, as Dr. Davis slowly wakes up and pulls out a syringe and sticks it into Slaughter's thigh. Ace Slaughter collapses and three men in white uniforms walk into the room....)
Cheerleader Melissa(with a sad look on her face): It's really sad that Ace lost his hardcore title. That match with that icky icky Greenfever was really really scary!!! There was blood all-l-l-l over the place!!!
(Little Man Dave punches his left hand with his right hand and stomps his right foot down onto the floor, with a pissed off look on his face. Behind the camera, The Camera-Dude snaps his fingers with his right hand and points his right index finger, at Little Man, with authority.)
Cheerleader Melissa(speaks while chewing bubblegum): Yea, but don't worry, Ace will win the contender's match against Kevin Hardaway and Hector What's his name.
Little Man Dave(gives a double thumb's up, while looking into the camera): YEAH!!! HEH-HEH!!
(At that moment, someone's cellphone ringtone of Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit" begins to play. A ringtone guitar begins...)
[RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][HELLO-HELLO-HELLO-HOW LOW][HELLO-HELLO-HELLO-HOW LOW][HELLO-HELLO-HELLO-HOW LOW]
Cheerleader Melissa(blows a bubble then pops it): Camera-Dude!! Your phone is ringing!!
[RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][RING RING-RING RING-RING-RING RING RING-RING][RING-RING][HERE WE ARE NOW, ENTERTAIN US]
(Camera-Dude holds up his right index finger. He answers his phone. Everyone stays quiet. Camera-Dude doesn't say a word, he just nods. He whistles a brief couple of notes, then hangs up the phone. Camera-Dude points at himself, then at Cheerleader Melissa and Little Man Dave, then at the room's door.)
Cheerleader Melissa(twirls her blonde hair with her finger): Was that Ace?
(Camera-Dude gives Melissa a thumbs up. All three leave the room and walk down stairs to the exit the undisclosed location. The camera-Dude enters a white van, through the driver's side door. Cheerleader Melissa opens the van's double doors, that is on the passenger side and helps Little Man Dave enter the van. Before Little Man closes the double doors, he gives Cheerleader Melissa a pat on her skirted tooshie. Melissa gives a little squeel, before she enters the van, through the passenger side door. Dave whistles, which prompts Melissa to ask a question...)
Cheerleader Melissa: Where are we going?
(Camera-Dude hands the slightly heavy camera to Cheerleader Melissa.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: What am I supposed to do with this?
Little Man Dave: Heh-heh... use camera as Dude drives. Cool.
(Camera-Dude starts to drive the large white van to a local police station.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa(as she points the camera at Dave): Where are we going?
(Little Man starts to wail out a police siren and twirl his right index finger in a circle.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: A Gay club?!?
(Little Dave slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration and again starts to wail out a police siren and twirl his right index finger in a circle.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: Oh-h-h a police station. Why did Ace get arrested... again?
Little Man Dave: Again? Heh-heh. No. We just go. Ace says go, we go. Heh!
(Dave gives a big toothy grin, as he gives a huge thumbs-up.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: Oh-h-h Okay.
(Melissa bobs her head side to side as she still records with the camera, while chewing her gum loudly. Little Man Dave just rolls his eyes, as Camera-Dude drives the van while shaking his head. After awhile, they approach a local police station. They all exits the van and Cheerleader Melissa hands the camera back to The Camera-Dude. They all three walk up the police station steps to the double glass doors. As they enter the police station, one police officer looks at a small picture in his hand. The officer looks at the picture then looks at the three then back at the picture. He escorts Dave and Melissa to a small room. the room has two small wooden chairs that is near a one-way mirror...[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: I told you Ace got arrested. He must of done something really wrong, if they want us watch the interrogation.
(Little Dave slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration. The two sit down in their chairs.)
Cheerleader Melissa: Where's Camera-Dude?
(Dave points towards the glass. Camera-Dude is in the other room, on the other side of the glass.[/color])
Cheerleader Melissa: Hi Camera-Dude!!!
(Little Dave slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration.)
Cheerleader Melissa: What?!?
(Dave just shakes his head. The room they are looking into is a dim lit interrogation room. The only light in the room is from one single lightbulb that has no glass casing around it, just the blub in the socket. The socket, with bulb in it, is hanging by a small thin cord that is attached to the ceiling. A small breeze or if someone walks passed it, the cord will sway back and forth. Under the light, is a small wooden table that has two chairs, one chair one side and another chair on the other side, facing it. Now, the room itself is almost square. Two walls, on opposite sides of the room, are ten feet in length. The other two walls are twelve feet in length. The are off-colored dry-walls. The one-way mirror that Melissa and Dave are looking through is on Camera-Dude's left. The only door, into the room, is on far right(Camera-Dude's perspective) corner. The only door into the room can only be open by the officers that work at that particular police station. Only they have the keys to open that door. Once the door is shut, the door is locked and only that particular key can open it. The door opens and a man is thrown into the room. The man that was throw into the interrogation room is Dr. Davis, Stephan Johnson's therapist. Right behind the doctor, to give him an extra kick in the rearend, is Ace Slaughter. Cheerleader Melissa leaps out of her seat and begins to cheer...)
Cheerleader Melissa: GO ACE!! GO-GO GO ACE!!
(Cheerleader Melissa, with her pom-poms in hand, does the cabbage patch dance. Little Dave just slaps his right palm on his forehead with frustration. Dr. Davis is forced into the chair that is near the door. Slaughter points to The Camera-Dude to sit in the other chair, to record what Slaughter wants the doctor to say. Slaughter slaps the back, of the head of Dr. Davis)
Ace Slaughter(off camera): Speak to the camera or I will snap your neck like a twig!!!
(The doctor is obviously scared, by beads of sweat is dripping of from his forehead. Dr. Davis is shaking in fear.)
Ace Slaughter(off camera): You have no reason to be scared Doc. All you have to do is say what I want you to say. NO SAY IT, DAMN IT!!!
Dr. Davis: Th-this message is for...
Ace Slaughter(off camera): GREENFEVER!!! DAMN IT!! GREENFEVER!!!
Dr. Davis: Th-this message is for Gr-Greenfever!! Greenfever, you don't quite know how Brobdingnagian or huge of a problem Stephan...
(Ace Slaughter slaps the back of Dr. Davis' head.)
Dr. Davis: ...er I meant Ace Slaughter he has much deeper issues than you can ever imagine!! but, if you wish to antagonize Slaughter with your teasing, torment, and crusifycation, I have no choice but to warn you... BE PREPARED OF ANY RAMIFICATIONS YOU WILL ENDURE FROM YOUR BELITTLING OF ACE SLAUGHTER. As Stephan's...
(Ace Slaughter slaps the back of Dr. Davis' head.)
Dr. Davis: But, if you want to continue to walk in the Hell have created for yourself, go right ahead!!! You might be a self-proclaimed mass-murderer, but compared to Steph...
(Dr. Daivs looks at Ace getting ready to hit him...)
Dr. Davis: Ace Slaughter you are a saint!! If you want to rage war on Ace Slaughter, he will agree to this war!!! WCF will be flooded with your blood!! Remember.... THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!
(Ace Slaughter punches Dr. Davis, which causes him to fall off the chair. Ace Slaughter sits in the chair and begins to speak...)
Ace Slaughter: GREENFEVER!!!! I WILL WIN MY MATCH AT SLAM!!! I will win the number one contender's match!!! I will get my chance to get my hands around your throat again!!! I will once again get to shed your blood all over WCF!!! I WILL WIN BACK MY WCF HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP!! Now!! Hector and Kevin!! poor... poor gentlemen!! Do you realize what disasterous circumstance you have gotten yourselves in?!?! HUH?!?! DO YA?!?! I will make bloody example out of you two!! I was once a respectable grappler!!! Winnign championship after championship!! But, now all I want is Greenfever's blood!! But, to get to him I have to beat you two!!! I will do that, if you two like it or not!!! It won't be my fault if you two get hurt!! It won't be Seth Lerch's fault!! It will be Greenfever;s fault!! He is the reason I am this way!! He will say otherwise!! But, he knows he is the reason!! He prevokes me time after time to the point I want to hurt someone!! GUESS WHAT YOU TWO ARE NEXT!! CALL ME ALL THE NAMES YOU WANT!!! IT WON'T AFFECT ME!!! IT JUST WILL PISS ME OFF TO THE POINT I WANT TO HURT SOMEONE!!! I WANT BLOOD AND YOU TWO WILL GIVE ME BLOOD!!! THIS WILL BE GREENFEVER'S FAULT!!! I WILL WIN BACK MY HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP AND THERE WILL BE NOONE THAT WILL BE ABLE TO STOP ME!!! BECAUSE IF YOPU LIKE IT OR YOU DON'T LIKE IT, YOU TWO ARE GOING TO DIE MONDAY NIGHT AND IT WILL BE ALL GREENFEVER'S FAULT!!!!
(Ace Slaughter stands up and throws the chair, he was sitting on, at the one way mirror!! Slaughter screams in anger, as Dr. Davis slowly wakes up and pulls out a syringe and sticks it into Slaughter's thigh. Ace Slaughter collapses and three men in white uniforms walk into the room....)
