Post by Oblivion on Nov 6, 2009 18:37:10 GMT -5
(There is a small shadow against a red brick wall. The shadow begins to speak...)
Unknown voice: There are criminals around us. We know who they are. But there are a small few, who look like the rest of us, but still act with criminal behavior. There are those who rather be criminals, than do the right thing. There are those who rather stick together and act as one criminal conglomerate. Who will protect those who cannot protect themselves? Who will go after the criminals in Wrestling Championsip Federation? No one will have to be afraid anymore!!! Those who commit dirty deeds and want to break the rules... THOSE ARE THE ONES WHO SHOULD BE AFRAID!!! These are the days, that people need a hero!! A hero that they can trust in!!! Be afraid no more!!! The citizens of WCF has that hero. His name is...
HORNS PLAY
Unknown voice:... "Superstar" Ace Slaughter. This is HIS story...
(Lead-in music begins to play)
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
10:30 A.M Location unknown
(Ace Slaughter and his crew are discussing there next assignment. Slaughter is wearing casual wear, but work appropriate. He is wearing black slacks with a black leather belt. Ace Slaughter is wearing a polo shirt. The shirt is black, with a bold blue rectangle, in the entire front of the shirt. There are fifty small sized white stars on the blue rectangle. Over the blue rectangle and white stars, is Ace Slaughter's name in a red bold signature. Ace is wearing black faux-leather shoes and what looks like a Perpetual Date Steel Rolex. Slaughter is still wearing his All-American style mask. Slaughter is not into too much when it comes to designer clothing. He figures, if it fits he will wear it. He is talking with Little Man Dave, who now will be known as Mini Ace. He is a smaller duplication of the larger Ace Slaughter. Mini Ace is wearing the exact outfit, including the watch and mask. Cheerleader Melissa, is not wearing her cheer leading outfit, she is now wearing a Winter White belted pencil skirt with a City Stretch pleated check tunic shirt and a City Stretch two button pinstripe jacket. Her blond hair is pulled back in a tight bun and she is barely wearing any makeup. She has a small amount of foundation on and work appropriate amount of eye shadow and lipstick. Melissa is wearing Anne et Valentin black designer eye glasses. She is wearing Anne Michelle pumps with a textured faux croc print upper with an adjustable ankle strap. Heels are four and a half inches with a platform of one inch. Her heels makes her long legs look even longer. Now, Camera-Dude is still wearing the same gear. A Metallica concert t-shirt, blue jeans with holes and black converses. Camera-Dude is taping the session for possible future research. Mini Ace and Melissa are sitting on metal folding chairs, in what looks like a police station, with multiple desks, but with no police. Slaughter is standing against a blackboard with two pictures on it, of D-Day and Anthrax.)
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): Alright people!! Now, here are the jackets, on the next perps.
(Ace hands out to Melissa and Dave information on D-Day and Anthrax.)
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): Alright, you two. Now, I don't think I have to tell you two, that these two sunsavabitches are mean sunsavabitches!!! Now, let's take a look on D-Day. D-day has a real name.
(Slaughter clicked on a button on a computer keyboard and an image of D-Day came on a large computer monitor, that is on the wall, behind Ace.)
Mini Ace: Yeah... Um... yes sir, his real name is Danny Deruty. heh-heh
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): That's right Da...
Mini Ace(waving his right index finger back and forth): No-no-no... don't say it. The name is Mini Ace and don't you forget it. I don't care who you are!! Forget my name again and <WHACK> right on the knees!!!
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): That's right Mini Ace. His name is Danny Deruty. D-Day stands six feet four inches and weighs... let me see...
Mini Ace(looking at the camera with thumbs up): Yeah!! Heh-heh!!
Melissa(trying to hide her giggle-squeak): Two hundred and thirty pounds.
Ace Slaughter: What's his alignment? And Mini Ace.... BEHAVE YOURSELF!!!
Mini Ace: NEVER!!!
Ace Slaughter: What's is D-Day's alignment?
(Melissa raises her hands)
Melissa: Alignment, Ace?
Ace Slaughter: His alignment. Face, heel or neutral?
Melissa(slowly chewing on gum): I'm confused.
Ace Slaughter: About what? Wait a minute!!! Is that bubble gum you are chewing?!?
Melissa(slowly chewing on gum): No...??
Ace Slaughter: I can see you chewing it.
Melissa(slowly chewing on gum): I know, but it's not bubble gum. It's 5 Zing gum.
Ace Slaughter: Gum is gum. Spit it out now!!
Melissa: Where?
Ace Slaughter(with his hand out, palm up): Spit it out now, in my hand!!! We are in a situation, that I need your full attention!! These two "gentlemen" are extremely dangerous and I need your full attention. Now, spit out the damn gum!!
(Melissa stands up and shuffles her high heeled feet over to Slaughter and spits out her gum. A little drool hangs from the gum.)
Mini Ace(looking at the camera): EW-W-W-W-W!!!
(Ace walks over to a trash can, that is near the door. Melissa is practically stomping back to her seat. She plops down into her chair and folds her arms in anger.)
Ace Slaughter: Before that little interruption, I asked a question...
Melissa: Yea.. face, heel, or neutral. I don't get it! Of, course he has a face. How else would he see, taste, and/or talk.
(Melissa looks at Mini Ace and makes a silly face and twirls her finger around her ear, to indicate that Ace must be crazy, for asking such an idiotic question.)
Ace Slaughter: No, Melissa. I meant is he a good guy or bad guy. Or is he more in the middle.
Melissa: Oh... oops. I'm so-o-o stupid sometimes.
Mini Ace(whispering at the camera as he pretends to cough): <cough> Sometimes?
Ace Slaughter: Alright you two. ENOUGH!! This is very serious and I need you two aboard on this. Now, is D-Day a good guy or bad guy, Melissa?
Melissa: He's a heel. I guess that means he's a bad guy.
Ace Slaughter: Very good, Melissa. Yes it does. It means he's a disgusting, belly crawling, scum-sucking, no good son of a bitch!!
Mini Ace: Harsh! Heh-heh.
Ace Slaughter: Yes, I am, little dude!!
Mini Ace(clears his throat): HEY!!!
(Mini Ace displays his middle finger towards the direction of Ace Slaughter.)
Melissa: Harsh!!
(Everyone chuckles. Even Camera-Dude is laughing, you can see the camera bobbing up and down.)
Ace Slaughter: Enough people, calm down!!! What else do you we know about D-Day?!
Mini Ace: He's technical highflyer. Wait a minute!! I'm reading more in his bio. It says here, that he was "gang related".
Melissa: What does that mean?
(Mini Ace shakes his head in total disbelief.)
Ace Slaughter: Melissa, it means he was in a gang. I too have read his bio. It also mentioned that his family died in the war with Germany. Germany? Is that right? In 1984? A war with Germany?! That can't be right? I thought we were in a war with Germany during the nineteen forties, during World War II. The same time we were fighting Japan. But not in 1984. Oh well, moving on. So, to defeat D-Day, we keep D-Day down and grounded. I would use suplexes to knock the wind out of him. Use a brainbuster and maybe the cradle piledriver. Then try to wear him down with a stf, a indian death lock, and spinning toe hold. But, it won't be that easy. I'll have to wear him down with a short-arm clothesline. Heck I'll even hit him with a ddt.
Mini Ace: Now, Ace, don't forget he uses a neck brecker, a back breacker, a float over ddt, a super kick, a dropkick, and finally a frog Splash. Now, it's also important that you remember if he starts kicking you repetitively, eventually he will give you one huge single smackaroonie, right between the eyes. So, watch out for that!! Heh-heh!! Yeah!! (Mini-Ace looks at the camera, with a double "thumbs up".)
Ace Slaughter: Good to know, David.
(Melissa has her right hand up, waiting for Ace to see her, so she can ask a question.)
Melissa: Smackaroonie?!? What the heck is a smackaroonie?
Ace Slaughter: Doesn't matter. Let's deal with the matter at hand!! Now, what about Anthrax?
Mini Ace: I think anthrax is an infectious disease of sheep and cattle, that can be transmitted to humans. Oh, I also think it's illegal in the ring, boss. In fact, I think it would kill everyone or at least make everyone really really sick!!!
Melissa: No, "little man", he meant the wrestler. The one that is associated with Torture.
Ace Slaughter: Exactly!! He's the one. What do we know about him?
(Slaughter clicks again, on the computer and an image of Anthrax pops up. Slaughter leans against a desk and folds his arms.)
Mini Ace: Well, the big man is about your size, boss.
Ace Slaughter: What you mean "about your size"?
Mini Ace: Exactly like I said it. He's about your size. He stands six feet six inches and weighs two hundred and ninety pounds.
Melissa: He's only an inch taller and four pounds heavier. That's nothing.
Mini Ace: It looks like he likes to drink and fight!!!
Melissa: Sounds like he needs to go to A.A!!! He just takes what he wants. He wants something he grabs it. It looks like he's not a nice guy at all!!
Ace Slaughter: What style does he fight under?
Mini Ace: Nothing, actually and I quote "I'm just a fuckin' hardcore brawlin' machine man." He also doesn't believe in any submission moves. Again I quote "What is a submission gonna do? If I wanted you to quit, I'd just choke you out."
Ace Slaughter: What is his move selection like?
Melissa: He likes breaking backs over his knees. He uses assortment of suplexes. He likes using slingshot clotheslines and a huge scoop slam. It says here, he likes tossing the little guys around, and he likes using weapons. So, be careful with this guy, he sounds like bad news, Ace!! Lucky for you, you're not considered to be a little guy. He likes to hurt little guys.
(Melissa looks directly at Mini Ace.)
Mini Ace(Mini Ace is looking at Melissa.): What? So big freakin' deal!!! He's ALMOST twice my size and I'll still kick his ass!!! I bet he's a bully!! O-u-u-u-u!!! I HATE BULLIES!!! MAKE'S ME WANNA BRING OUT MY WHOOPIN' STICK AND WHACK HIM, RIGHT OVER HIS BIG STUPID FAT HEAD!!! JERK!!!
Ace Slaughter: Easy does it, Mini Ace!!! Now, isn't Anthrax a part of T.O.T?
Melissa: TOT?!?! What the hell is TOT? A baby selling organization? He sells babies? Why isn't he in jail or even prison?!?! I mean, c'mon!! If he's selling babies, he shouldn't even be wrestling!!! He should be in prison being someone's little bit...
Slaughter/Mini Ace/Camera-Dude: MELISSA!!
Mini Ace: Why shouldn't he be wrestling?!?! I mean, Greenfever is nuts and the authorities have it in good faith, that he has commited numerous homicides and HE is still wrestling. So, big whoopie-friggin'-do if Anthrax is selling babies. I mean like c'mon!!!
(Mini Ace starts to chuckle. Knowing what he has said was total bullsh*t. The camera starts to move up and down, because Camera-Dude starts to snicker, as well.)
Ace Slaughter: No... no... no... sweet, sweet, sweet Melissa. T.O.T means Team of Torture. It's a group of guys who call themselves the Team of Torture. And Mini Ace!!! Quit encouraging the girl, she don't know any better!!
Melissa: I don't know what?
(Mini Ace slaps himself on his forehead in total disbelief.)
Melissa: I still don't get it!! So anyways, who is in the group?
(Mini Ace is practically busting at the seams, waving his arm.)
Ace Slaughter: Yes, the Mini One?
Mini Ace: I can answer this question.
Ace Slaughter: Go ahead.
Mini Ace: Well, it's the World champ Torture, Death, Havoc, Daniels, Anthrax, Jay Price and Mikami.
Melissa: Any chances of any of them interfering?
Ace Slaughter: It's chance that I'm gonna have to take, isn't it? I'm gonna go in that match and fight as if my life depended on it. I know easier said then done. But, I have to do it!! I have no choice. It's triple threat match. Hell, both D-Day and Anthrax can double team me. Heck, D-Day and myself could double team Anthrax. Better yet, Anthrax and myself could double team D-Day.
Mini Ace: That would be awesome!!
Melissa: What would?
Mini Ace: Anthrax and Slaughter totally destroying D-Day and fighting it out between themselves. It would be like watching two bulls fighting each other. Two giant men fighting for their existence!! Fighting to see who was the bigger man!! You know...BLOOD AND GUTS AND FINGERS AND TOES!!! Yeah!! Heh-heh!!
Melissa(pulling her hair down and twirling her hair with her right index finger.): All that beefy goodness, just a few feet away. All that sweat flying off their bodies, as they try to devastate each other with one massive hit after another.
(Melissa grabs a folder and begins to fan herself off.)
Mini Ace: Oh... my... gawd!!! <cough> slut!!!
Melissa(with a confused look on her face.): What?!?!
wait for it...
wait for it...
Melissa: HEY!!! You oompa-loompa!! That's not nice!!
Ace Slaughter: Alright, you two!! Knock it off!!! Think about it, I do have to give D-Day some credit, but it's Anthrax, I worry about it!!! I'm gonna have to eliminate D-Day early and try to take out the big man's knees and take him down to the mat!!
Mini Ace: That's when you take the big man, to a corner and pummel him with some rights and lefts, combine those massive hits with some heavy kicks. Try to stun the big man. Then get him unbalanced to set him up with the Slobberknocker, then hit him with the Slaughtermatic. That finishing maneuver, of yours, is probably in the top ten, maybe top five most effective finishing maneuvers, in the WCF!!! But watch out for his massiveness.
Melissa: Hey guys, I have a silly teensy weensy little question. Actually, I'm getting a creepy feeling that we're being watched.
Mini Ace: Nevermind that, you twit!! Ace is massive. Look at him!!
(Melissa, Mini Ace, and Camera-Dude all look at Slaughter.)
Ace Slaughter: What?
Mini Ace: Look at him, Slaughter is six feet five inches tall and he weighs two hundred and eighty five pounds. Ace is extremely massive with muscles beyond muscles, but with low body fat. Those two beating the hell, out of each other, will be a sight that everyone will be waiting for!! Anyone that denies that, is actually lying to themselves and to everyone else. Both of them are almost the same size, both are nuts, and both can give out massive damage to their opponents!!
Ace Slaughter: There are two possible wild cards, in this match though.
Melissa: Such as?
Mini Ace: Yea, boss, talk to us. What could the possible wild cards be?
Ace Slaughter: We are assuming that D-Day will be the weak link, in the match. If Anthrax and myself get into a tussle, D-Day could take advantage of that and steal a quick victory.
Mini Ace: You and Anthrax could just pass out from exhaustion from beating the hell out of each other and D-Day could slip in and easily pin either of you two.
Ace Slaughter: The other wild card is T.O.T themselves.
(Melissa looks down ar her notes.)
Melissa: T.O.T? That's Team of Torture?
Ace Slaughter: Yea, Team of Torture. They are many and I'm just one. The trick is to pay attention and concentrate on my match against two, while be aware that T.O.T could run-in any possible moment.
Mini Ace: It's a damn shame you don't have more back-up then myself, or even Camera-Dude.
(Camera-Dude looks around the camera.)
Camera-Dude: And do what? Hit them with my camera?! I don't f*ckin' think so!!! NO... HELL NO!!! I'll try. But, who would reimburse me for my camera?
(After a long and awkward silence...)
Ace Slaughter: I would.
Camera-Dude: Okay then I got your back. But, it would be nice, if someone from the back came out and help you if it was necessary!!
Ace Slaughter: But, we are all assuming that T.O.T would run-in and interfere for Anthrax!!
Camera-Dude: But it IS T.O.T and anything is possible with them!!
Ace Slaughter: So, all I need to worry about is the match! This match is extremely important!!! Understand?!?! I need to... wait a minute...
Melissa: What?
Ace Slaughter(Slaughter is acting a little paranoid): Melissa didn't you say, a little bit ago, that you have a feeling that someone is watching us.
(Everyone stops what they were doing and starts to look around.)
Mini Ace: What makes you think that? Did you forget to take your meds again?
Ace Slaughter: First of all, screw you little man!!
Mini Ace: Hey!! It was just a simple question!! If you don't like it, then screw you too!!!
Melissa: Both of you...CALM DOWN!!! We are under a lot of pressure and a lot of stress!! Ace needs to win this match!!! And he cannot get anything accomplished if we argue. Now, Ace why would YOU think that?
Ace Slaughter: Why did YOU say what YOU said? There had to be a reason, right?
Melissa: Well, if you are correct about the Team of Torture, we SHOULD assume those band of bad guys would take the advantage and jump you AND D-Day, to help their cohort Anthrax out!!
Mini Ace: Oh my God!! Melissa said a big word?
Ace Slaughter: What word was that?
Mini Ace: She said cohort. I'm surprised she knew what that word meant.
Melissa: I'm blond, not an idiot! I DID go to school and graduate, how do think I got into college?
(Mini Ace places the right side of his right fist against his left cheek and puts his tounge against the inside of the right side, of his mouth. Mini Ace starts bang his right fist against his left cheek, as he moves his tounge around inside his mouth.)
Slaughter: THAT'S ENOUGH!! I'M TRYING TO BE SERIOUS AND YOU TWO ARE ACTING LIKE DAMN SCHOOL CHILDREN!! Now, we established that Anthrax is with Torture, right?!
Melissa/Mini Ace(Both of them look at each other): Yea?
Ace Slaughter: Well, since he IS the World champion, wouldn't Torture have the resources to tail us and put up surveillance to keep an eye on us, to know what we were planning for the triple threat match.
Mini Ace: Yea, you're right!! It would be in Torture's best interest to know what you were thinking about, when it came to Anthrax. So, I agree!! Watch your ass, out there. You could get jumped!! Okay, what have we figured out?
Ace Slaughter: We know, that of D-Day and Anthrax are complete ass monkies!!! D-Day is a high-flyer and Anthrax is a complete demolition monster machine!!! D-Day is a former gang member. He wrestles a little technical with moves like neck breaker, back breaker, float over ddt, super kick, dropkick, frog splash, judo hip toss. He has a finisher called Dead and Forgotten. Which is a Samoan Slam!!! Anthrax is a complete monster. Who would rather break your neck than have a conversation with anyone!!!
Mini Ace: Complete smash-mouth wrestling!!
Melissa: If you can call what he does wrestling? He punches and kicks. And God forbid, if he gets his hands on you he will try to bend you in half, until he hears something snap!!! So...YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO KICK THEIR ASSES!!!
Ace Slaughter/Mini Ace/Camera-Dude: MELISSA!!!
Melissa(huffin' and puffin', turning all kinds of red): NO!! I'm serious, guys!!! Ace, you need to kick their asses!!! You know how important this match is. You know, everyone will be watching this match!! So, think!!! Train like you have never trained before!!! Show the entire world, you are not a complete pu**y!! Show them the old Ace Slaughter, from back in NeWA!! You can smile and kiss babies all you want!! But, I want... WE-E-E all want you to annihilate and destroy them!!! Completely mutilate them!!!
Mini Ace: But, don't forget!! This IS not a hardcore rules match. It's just a standard match!!! So, don't get disqualified!! Got it?!?!
Ace Slaughter: Yea? Look guys, I have all-l-l this under control!!
Mini Ace: Really... Stephan, really? If you really have all this under control, then why haven't you won a match in awhile? I don't see any championship gold around your waist, do I?
Ace Slaughter: Why you liitle motherfu-
Melissa: STEPHAN!!!
(Ace Slaughter grabs a bunch of papers and throws them and left the room. The other three stand in shock.)
Mini Ace:What hell did I do?!?
Camera-Dude: You pissed of the wrong person!! He needs all the support we can give him and you act like a little dick...
Melissa(twirling her hair around her finger and starts to chew on another piece of gum): Probably has a small one too!!!
(Ace Slaughter flings the door back open and slowly walks into the room.)
Ace Slaughter: Let me make this perfectly clear!! And Camera-Dude get a closer look!!
(The camera gets closer.)
Ace Slaughter: When I lost a match, it wasn't because I didn't have the skills to win, it was for that night, my opponent was a little bit better!! It does not make me a terrible wrestler!! Mark my words!!
(Slaughter looks deep into the camera .)
Ace Slaughter: On Friday the thirteenth, live from Modesto, California, I will walk into the pay per view...T.O.T's pay per view, with a will to win!!! Ready for battle, prepared for war and it's gut check time for D-Day and Anthrax. I hope those two are ready, because....
(Slaughter's face is the only thing the camera can see...)
Ace Slaughter: ...I will be!!!
(Slaughter takes his massive right hand and covers the camera's lens.)
Unknown voice: There are criminals around us. We know who they are. But there are a small few, who look like the rest of us, but still act with criminal behavior. There are those who rather be criminals, than do the right thing. There are those who rather stick together and act as one criminal conglomerate. Who will protect those who cannot protect themselves? Who will go after the criminals in Wrestling Championsip Federation? No one will have to be afraid anymore!!! Those who commit dirty deeds and want to break the rules... THOSE ARE THE ONES WHO SHOULD BE AFRAID!!! These are the days, that people need a hero!! A hero that they can trust in!!! Be afraid no more!!! The citizens of WCF has that hero. His name is...
HORNS PLAY
Unknown voice:... "Superstar" Ace Slaughter. This is HIS story...
(Lead-in music begins to play)
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
10:30 A.M Location unknown
(Ace Slaughter and his crew are discussing there next assignment. Slaughter is wearing casual wear, but work appropriate. He is wearing black slacks with a black leather belt. Ace Slaughter is wearing a polo shirt. The shirt is black, with a bold blue rectangle, in the entire front of the shirt. There are fifty small sized white stars on the blue rectangle. Over the blue rectangle and white stars, is Ace Slaughter's name in a red bold signature. Ace is wearing black faux-leather shoes and what looks like a Perpetual Date Steel Rolex. Slaughter is still wearing his All-American style mask. Slaughter is not into too much when it comes to designer clothing. He figures, if it fits he will wear it. He is talking with Little Man Dave, who now will be known as Mini Ace. He is a smaller duplication of the larger Ace Slaughter. Mini Ace is wearing the exact outfit, including the watch and mask. Cheerleader Melissa, is not wearing her cheer leading outfit, she is now wearing a Winter White belted pencil skirt with a City Stretch pleated check tunic shirt and a City Stretch two button pinstripe jacket. Her blond hair is pulled back in a tight bun and she is barely wearing any makeup. She has a small amount of foundation on and work appropriate amount of eye shadow and lipstick. Melissa is wearing Anne et Valentin black designer eye glasses. She is wearing Anne Michelle pumps with a textured faux croc print upper with an adjustable ankle strap. Heels are four and a half inches with a platform of one inch. Her heels makes her long legs look even longer. Now, Camera-Dude is still wearing the same gear. A Metallica concert t-shirt, blue jeans with holes and black converses. Camera-Dude is taping the session for possible future research. Mini Ace and Melissa are sitting on metal folding chairs, in what looks like a police station, with multiple desks, but with no police. Slaughter is standing against a blackboard with two pictures on it, of D-Day and Anthrax.)
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): Alright people!! Now, here are the jackets, on the next perps.
(Ace hands out to Melissa and Dave information on D-Day and Anthrax.)
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): Alright, you two. Now, I don't think I have to tell you two, that these two sunsavabitches are mean sunsavabitches!!! Now, let's take a look on D-Day. D-day has a real name.
(Slaughter clicked on a button on a computer keyboard and an image of D-Day came on a large computer monitor, that is on the wall, behind Ace.)
Mini Ace: Yeah... Um... yes sir, his real name is Danny Deruty. heh-heh
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): That's right Da...
Mini Ace(waving his right index finger back and forth): No-no-no... don't say it. The name is Mini Ace and don't you forget it. I don't care who you are!! Forget my name again and <WHACK> right on the knees!!!
Ace Slaughter(With a gruffy cop-like voice): That's right Mini Ace. His name is Danny Deruty. D-Day stands six feet four inches and weighs... let me see...
Mini Ace(looking at the camera with thumbs up): Yeah!! Heh-heh!!
Melissa(trying to hide her giggle-squeak): Two hundred and thirty pounds.
Ace Slaughter: What's his alignment? And Mini Ace.... BEHAVE YOURSELF!!!
Mini Ace: NEVER!!!
Ace Slaughter: What's is D-Day's alignment?
(Melissa raises her hands)
Melissa: Alignment, Ace?
Ace Slaughter: His alignment. Face, heel or neutral?
Melissa(slowly chewing on gum): I'm confused.
Ace Slaughter: About what? Wait a minute!!! Is that bubble gum you are chewing?!?
Melissa(slowly chewing on gum): No...??
Ace Slaughter: I can see you chewing it.
Melissa(slowly chewing on gum): I know, but it's not bubble gum. It's 5 Zing gum.
Ace Slaughter: Gum is gum. Spit it out now!!
Melissa: Where?
Ace Slaughter(with his hand out, palm up): Spit it out now, in my hand!!! We are in a situation, that I need your full attention!! These two "gentlemen" are extremely dangerous and I need your full attention. Now, spit out the damn gum!!
(Melissa stands up and shuffles her high heeled feet over to Slaughter and spits out her gum. A little drool hangs from the gum.)
Mini Ace(looking at the camera): EW-W-W-W-W!!!
(Ace walks over to a trash can, that is near the door. Melissa is practically stomping back to her seat. She plops down into her chair and folds her arms in anger.)
Ace Slaughter: Before that little interruption, I asked a question...
Melissa: Yea.. face, heel, or neutral. I don't get it! Of, course he has a face. How else would he see, taste, and/or talk.
(Melissa looks at Mini Ace and makes a silly face and twirls her finger around her ear, to indicate that Ace must be crazy, for asking such an idiotic question.)
Ace Slaughter: No, Melissa. I meant is he a good guy or bad guy. Or is he more in the middle.
Melissa: Oh... oops. I'm so-o-o stupid sometimes.
Mini Ace(whispering at the camera as he pretends to cough): <cough> Sometimes?
Ace Slaughter: Alright you two. ENOUGH!! This is very serious and I need you two aboard on this. Now, is D-Day a good guy or bad guy, Melissa?
Melissa: He's a heel. I guess that means he's a bad guy.
Ace Slaughter: Very good, Melissa. Yes it does. It means he's a disgusting, belly crawling, scum-sucking, no good son of a bitch!!
Mini Ace: Harsh! Heh-heh.
Ace Slaughter: Yes, I am, little dude!!
Mini Ace(clears his throat): HEY!!!
(Mini Ace displays his middle finger towards the direction of Ace Slaughter.)
Melissa: Harsh!!
(Everyone chuckles. Even Camera-Dude is laughing, you can see the camera bobbing up and down.)
Ace Slaughter: Enough people, calm down!!! What else do you we know about D-Day?!
Mini Ace: He's technical highflyer. Wait a minute!! I'm reading more in his bio. It says here, that he was "gang related".
Melissa: What does that mean?
(Mini Ace shakes his head in total disbelief.)
Ace Slaughter: Melissa, it means he was in a gang. I too have read his bio. It also mentioned that his family died in the war with Germany. Germany? Is that right? In 1984? A war with Germany?! That can't be right? I thought we were in a war with Germany during the nineteen forties, during World War II. The same time we were fighting Japan. But not in 1984. Oh well, moving on. So, to defeat D-Day, we keep D-Day down and grounded. I would use suplexes to knock the wind out of him. Use a brainbuster and maybe the cradle piledriver. Then try to wear him down with a stf, a indian death lock, and spinning toe hold. But, it won't be that easy. I'll have to wear him down with a short-arm clothesline. Heck I'll even hit him with a ddt.
Mini Ace: Now, Ace, don't forget he uses a neck brecker, a back breacker, a float over ddt, a super kick, a dropkick, and finally a frog Splash. Now, it's also important that you remember if he starts kicking you repetitively, eventually he will give you one huge single smackaroonie, right between the eyes. So, watch out for that!! Heh-heh!! Yeah!! (Mini-Ace looks at the camera, with a double "thumbs up".)
Ace Slaughter: Good to know, David.
(Melissa has her right hand up, waiting for Ace to see her, so she can ask a question.)
Melissa: Smackaroonie?!? What the heck is a smackaroonie?
Ace Slaughter: Doesn't matter. Let's deal with the matter at hand!! Now, what about Anthrax?
Mini Ace: I think anthrax is an infectious disease of sheep and cattle, that can be transmitted to humans. Oh, I also think it's illegal in the ring, boss. In fact, I think it would kill everyone or at least make everyone really really sick!!!
Melissa: No, "little man", he meant the wrestler. The one that is associated with Torture.
Ace Slaughter: Exactly!! He's the one. What do we know about him?
(Slaughter clicks again, on the computer and an image of Anthrax pops up. Slaughter leans against a desk and folds his arms.)
Mini Ace: Well, the big man is about your size, boss.
Ace Slaughter: What you mean "about your size"?
Mini Ace: Exactly like I said it. He's about your size. He stands six feet six inches and weighs two hundred and ninety pounds.
Melissa: He's only an inch taller and four pounds heavier. That's nothing.
Mini Ace: It looks like he likes to drink and fight!!!
Melissa: Sounds like he needs to go to A.A!!! He just takes what he wants. He wants something he grabs it. It looks like he's not a nice guy at all!!
Ace Slaughter: What style does he fight under?
Mini Ace: Nothing, actually and I quote "I'm just a fuckin' hardcore brawlin' machine man." He also doesn't believe in any submission moves. Again I quote "What is a submission gonna do? If I wanted you to quit, I'd just choke you out."
Ace Slaughter: What is his move selection like?
Melissa: He likes breaking backs over his knees. He uses assortment of suplexes. He likes using slingshot clotheslines and a huge scoop slam. It says here, he likes tossing the little guys around, and he likes using weapons. So, be careful with this guy, he sounds like bad news, Ace!! Lucky for you, you're not considered to be a little guy. He likes to hurt little guys.
(Melissa looks directly at Mini Ace.)
Mini Ace(Mini Ace is looking at Melissa.): What? So big freakin' deal!!! He's ALMOST twice my size and I'll still kick his ass!!! I bet he's a bully!! O-u-u-u-u!!! I HATE BULLIES!!! MAKE'S ME WANNA BRING OUT MY WHOOPIN' STICK AND WHACK HIM, RIGHT OVER HIS BIG STUPID FAT HEAD!!! JERK!!!
Ace Slaughter: Easy does it, Mini Ace!!! Now, isn't Anthrax a part of T.O.T?
Melissa: TOT?!?! What the hell is TOT? A baby selling organization? He sells babies? Why isn't he in jail or even prison?!?! I mean, c'mon!! If he's selling babies, he shouldn't even be wrestling!!! He should be in prison being someone's little bit...
Slaughter/Mini Ace/Camera-Dude: MELISSA!!
Mini Ace: Why shouldn't he be wrestling?!?! I mean, Greenfever is nuts and the authorities have it in good faith, that he has commited numerous homicides and HE is still wrestling. So, big whoopie-friggin'-do if Anthrax is selling babies. I mean like c'mon!!!
(Mini Ace starts to chuckle. Knowing what he has said was total bullsh*t. The camera starts to move up and down, because Camera-Dude starts to snicker, as well.)
Ace Slaughter: No... no... no... sweet, sweet, sweet Melissa. T.O.T means Team of Torture. It's a group of guys who call themselves the Team of Torture. And Mini Ace!!! Quit encouraging the girl, she don't know any better!!
Melissa: I don't know what?
(Mini Ace slaps himself on his forehead in total disbelief.)
Melissa: I still don't get it!! So anyways, who is in the group?
(Mini Ace is practically busting at the seams, waving his arm.)
Ace Slaughter: Yes, the Mini One?
Mini Ace: I can answer this question.
Ace Slaughter: Go ahead.
Mini Ace: Well, it's the World champ Torture, Death, Havoc, Daniels, Anthrax, Jay Price and Mikami.
Melissa: Any chances of any of them interfering?
Ace Slaughter: It's chance that I'm gonna have to take, isn't it? I'm gonna go in that match and fight as if my life depended on it. I know easier said then done. But, I have to do it!! I have no choice. It's triple threat match. Hell, both D-Day and Anthrax can double team me. Heck, D-Day and myself could double team Anthrax. Better yet, Anthrax and myself could double team D-Day.
Mini Ace: That would be awesome!!
Melissa: What would?
Mini Ace: Anthrax and Slaughter totally destroying D-Day and fighting it out between themselves. It would be like watching two bulls fighting each other. Two giant men fighting for their existence!! Fighting to see who was the bigger man!! You know...BLOOD AND GUTS AND FINGERS AND TOES!!! Yeah!! Heh-heh!!
Melissa(pulling her hair down and twirling her hair with her right index finger.): All that beefy goodness, just a few feet away. All that sweat flying off their bodies, as they try to devastate each other with one massive hit after another.
(Melissa grabs a folder and begins to fan herself off.)
Mini Ace: Oh... my... gawd!!! <cough> slut!!!
Melissa(with a confused look on her face.): What?!?!
wait for it...
wait for it...
Melissa: HEY!!! You oompa-loompa!! That's not nice!!
Ace Slaughter: Alright, you two!! Knock it off!!! Think about it, I do have to give D-Day some credit, but it's Anthrax, I worry about it!!! I'm gonna have to eliminate D-Day early and try to take out the big man's knees and take him down to the mat!!
Mini Ace: That's when you take the big man, to a corner and pummel him with some rights and lefts, combine those massive hits with some heavy kicks. Try to stun the big man. Then get him unbalanced to set him up with the Slobberknocker, then hit him with the Slaughtermatic. That finishing maneuver, of yours, is probably in the top ten, maybe top five most effective finishing maneuvers, in the WCF!!! But watch out for his massiveness.
Melissa: Hey guys, I have a silly teensy weensy little question. Actually, I'm getting a creepy feeling that we're being watched.
Mini Ace: Nevermind that, you twit!! Ace is massive. Look at him!!
(Melissa, Mini Ace, and Camera-Dude all look at Slaughter.)
Ace Slaughter: What?
Mini Ace: Look at him, Slaughter is six feet five inches tall and he weighs two hundred and eighty five pounds. Ace is extremely massive with muscles beyond muscles, but with low body fat. Those two beating the hell, out of each other, will be a sight that everyone will be waiting for!! Anyone that denies that, is actually lying to themselves and to everyone else. Both of them are almost the same size, both are nuts, and both can give out massive damage to their opponents!!
Ace Slaughter: There are two possible wild cards, in this match though.
Melissa: Such as?
Mini Ace: Yea, boss, talk to us. What could the possible wild cards be?
Ace Slaughter: We are assuming that D-Day will be the weak link, in the match. If Anthrax and myself get into a tussle, D-Day could take advantage of that and steal a quick victory.
Mini Ace: You and Anthrax could just pass out from exhaustion from beating the hell out of each other and D-Day could slip in and easily pin either of you two.
Ace Slaughter: The other wild card is T.O.T themselves.
(Melissa looks down ar her notes.)
Melissa: T.O.T? That's Team of Torture?
Ace Slaughter: Yea, Team of Torture. They are many and I'm just one. The trick is to pay attention and concentrate on my match against two, while be aware that T.O.T could run-in any possible moment.
Mini Ace: It's a damn shame you don't have more back-up then myself, or even Camera-Dude.
(Camera-Dude looks around the camera.)
Camera-Dude: And do what? Hit them with my camera?! I don't f*ckin' think so!!! NO... HELL NO!!! I'll try. But, who would reimburse me for my camera?
(After a long and awkward silence...)
Ace Slaughter: I would.
Camera-Dude: Okay then I got your back. But, it would be nice, if someone from the back came out and help you if it was necessary!!
Ace Slaughter: But, we are all assuming that T.O.T would run-in and interfere for Anthrax!!
Camera-Dude: But it IS T.O.T and anything is possible with them!!
Ace Slaughter: So, all I need to worry about is the match! This match is extremely important!!! Understand?!?! I need to... wait a minute...
Melissa: What?
Ace Slaughter(Slaughter is acting a little paranoid): Melissa didn't you say, a little bit ago, that you have a feeling that someone is watching us.
(Everyone stops what they were doing and starts to look around.)
Mini Ace: What makes you think that? Did you forget to take your meds again?
Ace Slaughter: First of all, screw you little man!!
Mini Ace: Hey!! It was just a simple question!! If you don't like it, then screw you too!!!
Melissa: Both of you...CALM DOWN!!! We are under a lot of pressure and a lot of stress!! Ace needs to win this match!!! And he cannot get anything accomplished if we argue. Now, Ace why would YOU think that?
Ace Slaughter: Why did YOU say what YOU said? There had to be a reason, right?
Melissa: Well, if you are correct about the Team of Torture, we SHOULD assume those band of bad guys would take the advantage and jump you AND D-Day, to help their cohort Anthrax out!!
Mini Ace: Oh my God!! Melissa said a big word?
Ace Slaughter: What word was that?
Mini Ace: She said cohort. I'm surprised she knew what that word meant.
Melissa: I'm blond, not an idiot! I DID go to school and graduate, how do think I got into college?
(Mini Ace places the right side of his right fist against his left cheek and puts his tounge against the inside of the right side, of his mouth. Mini Ace starts bang his right fist against his left cheek, as he moves his tounge around inside his mouth.)
Slaughter: THAT'S ENOUGH!! I'M TRYING TO BE SERIOUS AND YOU TWO ARE ACTING LIKE DAMN SCHOOL CHILDREN!! Now, we established that Anthrax is with Torture, right?!
Melissa/Mini Ace(Both of them look at each other): Yea?
Ace Slaughter: Well, since he IS the World champion, wouldn't Torture have the resources to tail us and put up surveillance to keep an eye on us, to know what we were planning for the triple threat match.
Mini Ace: Yea, you're right!! It would be in Torture's best interest to know what you were thinking about, when it came to Anthrax. So, I agree!! Watch your ass, out there. You could get jumped!! Okay, what have we figured out?
Ace Slaughter: We know, that of D-Day and Anthrax are complete ass monkies!!! D-Day is a high-flyer and Anthrax is a complete demolition monster machine!!! D-Day is a former gang member. He wrestles a little technical with moves like neck breaker, back breaker, float over ddt, super kick, dropkick, frog splash, judo hip toss. He has a finisher called Dead and Forgotten. Which is a Samoan Slam!!! Anthrax is a complete monster. Who would rather break your neck than have a conversation with anyone!!!
Mini Ace: Complete smash-mouth wrestling!!
Melissa: If you can call what he does wrestling? He punches and kicks. And God forbid, if he gets his hands on you he will try to bend you in half, until he hears something snap!!! So...YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO KICK THEIR ASSES!!!
Ace Slaughter/Mini Ace/Camera-Dude: MELISSA!!!
Melissa(huffin' and puffin', turning all kinds of red): NO!! I'm serious, guys!!! Ace, you need to kick their asses!!! You know how important this match is. You know, everyone will be watching this match!! So, think!!! Train like you have never trained before!!! Show the entire world, you are not a complete pu**y!! Show them the old Ace Slaughter, from back in NeWA!! You can smile and kiss babies all you want!! But, I want... WE-E-E all want you to annihilate and destroy them!!! Completely mutilate them!!!
Mini Ace: But, don't forget!! This IS not a hardcore rules match. It's just a standard match!!! So, don't get disqualified!! Got it?!?!
Ace Slaughter: Yea? Look guys, I have all-l-l this under control!!
Mini Ace: Really... Stephan, really? If you really have all this under control, then why haven't you won a match in awhile? I don't see any championship gold around your waist, do I?
Ace Slaughter: Why you liitle motherfu-
Melissa: STEPHAN!!!
(Ace Slaughter grabs a bunch of papers and throws them and left the room. The other three stand in shock.)
Mini Ace:What hell did I do?!?
Camera-Dude: You pissed of the wrong person!! He needs all the support we can give him and you act like a little dick...
Melissa(twirling her hair around her finger and starts to chew on another piece of gum): Probably has a small one too!!!
(Ace Slaughter flings the door back open and slowly walks into the room.)
Ace Slaughter: Let me make this perfectly clear!! And Camera-Dude get a closer look!!
(The camera gets closer.)
Ace Slaughter: When I lost a match, it wasn't because I didn't have the skills to win, it was for that night, my opponent was a little bit better!! It does not make me a terrible wrestler!! Mark my words!!
(Slaughter looks deep into the camera .)
Ace Slaughter: On Friday the thirteenth, live from Modesto, California, I will walk into the pay per view...T.O.T's pay per view, with a will to win!!! Ready for battle, prepared for war and it's gut check time for D-Day and Anthrax. I hope those two are ready, because....
(Slaughter's face is the only thing the camera can see...)
Ace Slaughter: ...I will be!!!
(Slaughter takes his massive right hand and covers the camera's lens.)
