Post by shaunsexton on Jun 1, 2006 16:17:28 GMT -5
(The scene opens with a shot of a sign outside of a brick building. The sign reads “City Morgue”. The scene then cuts to the inside of the morgue. Shaun Sexton is seen at the first desk talking to the receptionist.)
Shaun: Yes, I’m here for the tour.
Receptionist- I need your name.
SS: Shaun Sexton
(The scene now cuts to shows Shaun in scrubs. He walks through a door into the morgue area. Bodies and body parts are seen throughout the room. One is on a medical examining table with a sheet over it. Shaun walks over to the body and examines the name tag on the foot of the body. He lifts up the sheet and looks at the body. He pulls the sheet off to reveal the body to the camera. Shaun reaches toward his mouth and pulls down his surgical mask. He looks into the camera and begins to speak.)
Shaun: For all the wonderful people out there in TV land you may be asking yourself why exactly am I standing in the Las Vegas Morgue? Well that my friends is a very simple question to answer. See Sunday Night at Slam, I will go into my first ever WCF match. Who am I have that match against? None other than the man who thinks he is the Grim Reaper himself, Creeping Death. All I have heard about since this match was made, is watch out he is on a quest to rid the WCF of newbies, oh no you’re going to get killed because he is a WCF legend, well I hate to be the one that breaks the news to everyone, but Sunday the “legend” will just become a simple folk tale. Just like legends and folk tales get passed down from generation to generation, and then I will come along on Sunday and prove to the world that you just like the legend of Big Foot and the Lockness Monster is nothing but a story told to entertain and scare people.
Let’s look at this from another perspective. At Timebomb Mr. Death decided that he would ruin a perfectly great match because he felt that he was not properly represented on the Pay Per View and the newbies were getting more airtime than he was. Well Mr. Death may be just may be you should step back and think about that for a second. Maybe just maybe they deserve more airtime than you. People like to see fresh faces, people like to be exposed to new things. Maybe the fans think that you are just washed up, old news. You have had your shot at titles, and I am sure that you have even held many titles. That is great, I hope that you will be inducted into the WCF Hall of Fame one day, hell they might even dedicate a whole wing of the Hall of Fame in your honor. But everything you have done, everything you have accomplished is the past. This is the present, this is the time where once again you will have to prove that you are as good or even as great as you say you are. You will have to walk down the ramp on Sunday and get in the ring and face me face to face. There will be no sneaking up from behind and ruining my match like you did to those poor two souls at Timebomb. So you will have to man up and beat me in the center of the ring and then you will have shut my mouth. Then you will have shown that I am just a fake, someone who can run his mouth but can’t back it up. Mr. Death you may have beaten everyone that there is to beat in the WCF and everywhere else in wrestling but until you beat me, I think you are nothing but has been, who has done nothing but beat wannabes.
Speaking of Timebomb that reminds me about something. Timebomb took place on Sunday May 27 and since that day you have been nowhere to be found. What is it are you afraid that I will beat you? Are you scared? Or could it be that you are like one of those farts that you hold in, when you are driving down the road with a beautiful women in the seat beside you. Then you slowly let it out, so it doesn’t make a sound. Then when she smells it you blame it on a piece of road kill that you saw a few miles back, or on the paper mill in town. What do you call those? Oh yeah silent but deadly. So you like to sneak around and then when no one is paying attention you strike. You let your fury out on the poor un-expecting people in the world. Mr. Death sorry to bust your bubble but that little plan will get you nowhere. Unlike those souls at Timebomb I know you are coming, I have studied your tapes and I have found your few weaknesses and I plan to show the world exactly what those weaknesses are.
This brings us back to the question that started this whole thing. Why am I standing in the city morgue? Creeping Death this should be a place that you are very familiar with. See I came to the Las Vegas Morgue to stare death in the face.
(Shaun looks down at the dead body. He pulls the eye lids back to see the pearl white eyes of the dead body. Shaun bends down and gets almost nose to nose with the body. After staring into the eyes of the body for a few seconds he lets the eyelids close again. He covers the body back up with a sheet and then looks back at the camera.)
SS: Creeping Death you may have intimidated people before me and you may intimidate people after me, but I am not intimidated by you. Creeping Death, come Sunday you will see exactly what I am all about. Take you time, think about your words, and say them when you feel the time is right, because I can promise that no matter what you say Sunday will be a day like no other for you. I respect what you have done in the past, but for this week you will become my stepping stone for greatness. You will become the veteran that I walk through and over to become a legend in my own right. So Sunday expect the WCF and Sunday Slam to become a little bit SWEETER.
(Shaun leaves the room. The scene then cuts to the outside of the building where a car is waiting to pick Shaun up. He gets into the car and the scene fades.)
