Post by Biggs on Jun 22, 2006 20:38:49 GMT -5
JJ Biggs: You bought this dump?
Jake Hudson: Yep.
The camera focuses in on JJ Biggs and Jake Hudson. They are standing only a few feet away from the entrance doors to the building. The camera slowly turns and reveals what turns out to be a Gym. In the center is a wrestling ring which currently has a couple of people sparring against each other. Surrounding the ring is quite a few exercise machines and punching bags. There are a few people scattered around the Gym using the equipment.
JJ takes a moment to look at all of the equipment once again and then he looks at Jake who has an enormous smile on his face.
JJ Biggs: You're actually impressed with this building? It looks like it is going to crumble to the ground at any moment.
Jake Hudson: It's not that bad, JJ. This is what I'm going to turn to after I retire from managing. I'd expect you'd help me with this "dump" after you retire.
JJ Biggs: I'm only twenty-nine. I'm not going to be retiring any time soon.
Jake Hudson: I realize that. However, this is where we're going to train from this point on. If I feel that we need to train in private, I can close the place up. Besides, you can tell by how many people are actually in this place that it's not that popular of a Gym.
JJ Biggs: I'm the WCF World Champion. I don't think I should be training on such old-fashioned equipment.
Jake Hudson: Would you just shut the hell up about my Gym? I'm your manager and I'm going to train you here. Now, I would like you to step into my office because I'd like to talk to you before we get started on your training.
JJ Biggs: All right, jackass.
Jake shakes his head in disgust at JJ Biggs. Jake motions for JJ to follow him as he begins to walk towards his office. JJ looks into the camera and he shrugs before walking in the direction of Jake. Eventually, the two of them make it across the Gym and they enter Jake's office.
JJ isn't impressed with the office, neither. It's rather small and all it has it a desk and three chairs. The walls are dull except for the window that takes up most of the wall towards the main-area of the building so that Jake can keep an eye on the people that are training. JJ shakes his head as he takes a seat on the chair in front of Jake's desk. Jake takes off his parka and he throws it into the closet to the right of his desk. He plops down into his chair and he releases a tired sigh.
Jake Hudson: You seriously don't like my Gym?
JJ Biggs: Jesus Christ! I love your Gym. There; does that make you happy?
Jake Hudson: Yes, it does. Now, I think we need to look ahead to your match at Explosion. It will be your first defense since capturing the WCF World Championship last month.
JJ Biggs: I know. I'm very confident in my ability to defend it successfully.
Jake Hudson: I'm glad to hear that. But I feel that you are going to need to step your game up for this match. Not because Torture has talent, but because I want you to prove a point with the bastard. There is some type of World Champion curse in this federation and I want you to break it. The most recent World Champions seem to be lacking the ability to defend their championship and they lose it a month after they win it. You're going to break away from that group, JJ. I want you to make a point that you are what you say you are, and that's one of the greatest wrestlers in this business!
JJ Biggs: I plan on doing that, man. Do you think I want to lose my title? It would make me look very, very bad if Torture defeated me.
Jake Hudson: All right. However, I've managed to come up with a couple of rules that I want you to follow for as long as you're the World Champion.
JJ Biggs: Rules? Why do I need rules?
Jake Hudson: For the same reason that you're going to be training here. From now on, when we arrive at wrestling events I'd like you to be wearing a suit. It wouldn't kill you to look halfway decent.
JJ Biggs: A suit? Come on, you already look like a jackass because you wear suits every where you go, but I don't feel like I need to look like a jackass, also.
Jake Hudson: I'm not listening to you, anymore. Second, I expect you to meet me here, at the Gym, every morning at six A.M. We will be doing some extensive training as we want to keep you at the top of your game.
JJ Biggs: Every morning? What are you talking about? I thought two days a week was enough?
Jake Hudson: You thought wrong.
JJ Biggs: Okay. Back to the first thing you said, I'm not wearing a suit.
Jake Hudson: Yes, you are.
JJ Biggs: No, I'm not.
Jake Hudson: Jesus! Are you that ignorant? You have more important things to worry about, but you're bitching because I want you to wear a suit? Don't wear the damn thing. It was Erica's idea, anyway.
JJ Biggs: Oh, well, in that case; I'll wear it.
Jake Hudson: Excellent.
Jake pushes his chair back away from the desk and he slowly rises to his feet. He walks over to the window and he looks at his Gym. He has a smile on his face as he is still very proud of his new Gym.
Jake Hudson: Okay. Moving onward, did you witness the television interview with Torture?
JJ Biggs: Yes, I did.
Jake Hudson: It made me realized that Torture actually believes he would make a good champion. Better yet, he actually believes that he has a chance to become the champion.
JJ Biggs: He can believe what he wants to believe, Jake. However, he does need to realize that there are two things that he will never be able to do in his life. One: He will never be able to defeat me. Two: He will never be able to get laid. Well, by a woman at least.
A smile crosses Jake's face as he continues to stare out the window.
JJ Biggs: In all seriousness, I will walk in to Explosion the WCF Champ and I will leave Explosion the WCF Champ. And Torture will be meeting his buddy Tuesday for lunch without the gold. Because I am a step above bitches like Torture.
Jake Hudson: That's what I like to hear. Now, let's go train, shall we?
JJ Biggs: I hope the piece of shit equipment doesn't break.
JJ gets up from his chair and he exits the office. Jake leaves the office a few moments later. The two of them slowly make their way towards the exercise machines.
JJ Biggs: What did you name this place, anyway?
Jake Hudson: "Jake's Gym."
JJ Biggs: That's original.
They continue to walk until they reach a machine that JJ is going to begin his training on. He stretches a little bit, before setting himself up on the machine. He begins to exercise as Jake yells at him, motivating him to train harder so that he can rip Torture's head off at Explosion!
The camera slowly fades out.
Jake Hudson: Yep.
The camera focuses in on JJ Biggs and Jake Hudson. They are standing only a few feet away from the entrance doors to the building. The camera slowly turns and reveals what turns out to be a Gym. In the center is a wrestling ring which currently has a couple of people sparring against each other. Surrounding the ring is quite a few exercise machines and punching bags. There are a few people scattered around the Gym using the equipment.
JJ takes a moment to look at all of the equipment once again and then he looks at Jake who has an enormous smile on his face.
JJ Biggs: You're actually impressed with this building? It looks like it is going to crumble to the ground at any moment.
Jake Hudson: It's not that bad, JJ. This is what I'm going to turn to after I retire from managing. I'd expect you'd help me with this "dump" after you retire.
JJ Biggs: I'm only twenty-nine. I'm not going to be retiring any time soon.
Jake Hudson: I realize that. However, this is where we're going to train from this point on. If I feel that we need to train in private, I can close the place up. Besides, you can tell by how many people are actually in this place that it's not that popular of a Gym.
JJ Biggs: I'm the WCF World Champion. I don't think I should be training on such old-fashioned equipment.
Jake Hudson: Would you just shut the hell up about my Gym? I'm your manager and I'm going to train you here. Now, I would like you to step into my office because I'd like to talk to you before we get started on your training.
JJ Biggs: All right, jackass.
Jake shakes his head in disgust at JJ Biggs. Jake motions for JJ to follow him as he begins to walk towards his office. JJ looks into the camera and he shrugs before walking in the direction of Jake. Eventually, the two of them make it across the Gym and they enter Jake's office.
JJ isn't impressed with the office, neither. It's rather small and all it has it a desk and three chairs. The walls are dull except for the window that takes up most of the wall towards the main-area of the building so that Jake can keep an eye on the people that are training. JJ shakes his head as he takes a seat on the chair in front of Jake's desk. Jake takes off his parka and he throws it into the closet to the right of his desk. He plops down into his chair and he releases a tired sigh.
Jake Hudson: You seriously don't like my Gym?
JJ Biggs: Jesus Christ! I love your Gym. There; does that make you happy?
Jake Hudson: Yes, it does. Now, I think we need to look ahead to your match at Explosion. It will be your first defense since capturing the WCF World Championship last month.
JJ Biggs: I know. I'm very confident in my ability to defend it successfully.
Jake Hudson: I'm glad to hear that. But I feel that you are going to need to step your game up for this match. Not because Torture has talent, but because I want you to prove a point with the bastard. There is some type of World Champion curse in this federation and I want you to break it. The most recent World Champions seem to be lacking the ability to defend their championship and they lose it a month after they win it. You're going to break away from that group, JJ. I want you to make a point that you are what you say you are, and that's one of the greatest wrestlers in this business!
JJ Biggs: I plan on doing that, man. Do you think I want to lose my title? It would make me look very, very bad if Torture defeated me.
Jake Hudson: All right. However, I've managed to come up with a couple of rules that I want you to follow for as long as you're the World Champion.
JJ Biggs: Rules? Why do I need rules?
Jake Hudson: For the same reason that you're going to be training here. From now on, when we arrive at wrestling events I'd like you to be wearing a suit. It wouldn't kill you to look halfway decent.
JJ Biggs: A suit? Come on, you already look like a jackass because you wear suits every where you go, but I don't feel like I need to look like a jackass, also.
Jake Hudson: I'm not listening to you, anymore. Second, I expect you to meet me here, at the Gym, every morning at six A.M. We will be doing some extensive training as we want to keep you at the top of your game.
JJ Biggs: Every morning? What are you talking about? I thought two days a week was enough?
Jake Hudson: You thought wrong.
JJ Biggs: Okay. Back to the first thing you said, I'm not wearing a suit.
Jake Hudson: Yes, you are.
JJ Biggs: No, I'm not.
Jake Hudson: Jesus! Are you that ignorant? You have more important things to worry about, but you're bitching because I want you to wear a suit? Don't wear the damn thing. It was Erica's idea, anyway.
JJ Biggs: Oh, well, in that case; I'll wear it.
Jake Hudson: Excellent.
Jake pushes his chair back away from the desk and he slowly rises to his feet. He walks over to the window and he looks at his Gym. He has a smile on his face as he is still very proud of his new Gym.
Jake Hudson: Okay. Moving onward, did you witness the television interview with Torture?
JJ Biggs: Yes, I did.
Jake Hudson: It made me realized that Torture actually believes he would make a good champion. Better yet, he actually believes that he has a chance to become the champion.
JJ Biggs: He can believe what he wants to believe, Jake. However, he does need to realize that there are two things that he will never be able to do in his life. One: He will never be able to defeat me. Two: He will never be able to get laid. Well, by a woman at least.
A smile crosses Jake's face as he continues to stare out the window.
JJ Biggs: In all seriousness, I will walk in to Explosion the WCF Champ and I will leave Explosion the WCF Champ. And Torture will be meeting his buddy Tuesday for lunch without the gold. Because I am a step above bitches like Torture.
Jake Hudson: That's what I like to hear. Now, let's go train, shall we?
JJ Biggs: I hope the piece of shit equipment doesn't break.
JJ gets up from his chair and he exits the office. Jake leaves the office a few moments later. The two of them slowly make their way towards the exercise machines.
JJ Biggs: What did you name this place, anyway?
Jake Hudson: "Jake's Gym."
JJ Biggs: That's original.
They continue to walk until they reach a machine that JJ is going to begin his training on. He stretches a little bit, before setting himself up on the machine. He begins to exercise as Jake yells at him, motivating him to train harder so that he can rip Torture's head off at Explosion!
The camera slowly fades out.
