Post by Donald Deruty on Jun 13, 2011 14:23:44 GMT -5
The darkness of the camera's lenses is all that is seen. The slow sound of a car engine starts to slowly come in with the darkness. The sight of a bright light starts to come in almost blinding the cameraman. The sound of the rearing engine grows louder and louder like it is in sink with the camera's view as it becomes even clearer. The bright light then becomes a redish color as the camera zooms out to see what the light even is. With the sound of the engine still going the camera zooms out to see the entire out line of the light, but it is still not focused. The camera focuses on the light so it is now able to read, and the red in a neon red sign that reads “The Marriott”. The sound of the engine stopping is barely heard because of the focus on the neon light. The camera turns away from the red neon light in a total 180 degrees. The sight of the car is then seen. A blue mustang is seen in the shot as a man dressed rather formally walks from the mustang to the entrance of the very expensive Marriott. The scene fades.
The scene opens up in a room with baize wallpaper and a king size bed. The closet has a glass mirror on the front and a handle on the left side of the mirror. The sight of a man writing something on a wooden desk is seen he is writing the letter very quickly, like in a hurry or is in needed to get rid of the letter rather very quick. The man at the desk is the very same man that was exiting the blue mustang and was entering the hotel. The man picks up the letter and folds it, and then places it in an envelope, licks it and puts a stamp on it. The man in the tuxedo walks out of the room and down the hallway with red carpet and a light brown colored walls. The man passes all of the wooden doors with gold door knobs on them. The reaches the front desk finally to ask them to mail the letter.
Front Desk Operator: Umm how may I help you sir?
Donald Deruty: Well I was just wondering if you could send this letter for me? I need to to be urgently sent. It is a very important letter to a very important person.
Front Desk Operator: Well of course sir, I will send it right away...wait a minute aren't you Donald Deruty? The WCF wrestler?
Donald Deuty: Yes that is I.
Front Desk Operator: Well I am a huge fan of yours Mr. Deruty, umm may I have an autograph?
Donald Deruty: Of course.
The front desk operator gives Donald Deruty a piece of paper for him to sign. D-Day takes the piece of paper and signs it in cursive. He hands the piece of paper back to the front desk operator.
Front Desk Operator: Umm Mr. Deruty?
Donald Deruty: Yes?
Front Desk Operator: Who's name do I put on the envelope for delivery?
Donald Deruty: A mister, Jay Williams. Please send it for me right away please?
Front Desk Operator: Of course sir.
D-Day walks away with a little smirk on his face as he turns the corner and starts heading back towards his hotel room. On his way there he starts thinking in his mind the man he was sending the letter to.
Donald Deruty: Jay Williams, you are lucky you are being able to step into the ring with someone like yourself, rather than receive a letter that will be worth thousands when I am done with you. Williams you know what I am very disappointed in your choice of words the past couple of days. You say that I didn't earn this championship shot. That I think I can just walk on in the WCF and win the WCF World Championship. Well Jay I have something to say to you...that is BULLSHIT!!! I beaten the all mighty Torture, a man that not even you could defeat. A man that not even WCF Hall of Famers couldn't beat. You say that I shouldn't deserve a World Championship shot after that? Well I agree with you...
Although, I do agree on getting it a week after winning the almighty war against a man that has ruled the WCF for all his career. A man that was undefeated in five years straight. I give you that, but I also defeated thirteen other superstars to get my World Championship shot, and what did you do? Beat a nobody just like you to get where you are today? Indeed it is a tough thing to swallow Jay, but unfortunately in your case it is reality.
Jay you have also said that you earned to be here and that I apparently didn't. Are you kidding me! I have been in the WCF for two fucking years, Mr. Williams. How long have you been here? Two months? Now on that table of statistics who really deserves to be where they are today? Williams you better do your homework before you run your mouth, you really don't know what the hell you are getting into when you walk into that ring with me on Monday. Williams, if you don't do anything to help yourself besides run your mouth than you have another thing coming, because if so then I will for surly be the one to hold that WCF World Championship around my waist. Be prepared Williams, I am counting the days as they past and, the day has come, I will see you in that ring tonight Williams!
The scene fades out of the hotel and into a home with white walls. A piece of paper is in front of the camera as it seems to read the piece of paper
The scene fades away.
The scene opens up in a room with baize wallpaper and a king size bed. The closet has a glass mirror on the front and a handle on the left side of the mirror. The sight of a man writing something on a wooden desk is seen he is writing the letter very quickly, like in a hurry or is in needed to get rid of the letter rather very quick. The man at the desk is the very same man that was exiting the blue mustang and was entering the hotel. The man picks up the letter and folds it, and then places it in an envelope, licks it and puts a stamp on it. The man in the tuxedo walks out of the room and down the hallway with red carpet and a light brown colored walls. The man passes all of the wooden doors with gold door knobs on them. The reaches the front desk finally to ask them to mail the letter.
Front Desk Operator: Umm how may I help you sir?
Donald Deruty: Well I was just wondering if you could send this letter for me? I need to to be urgently sent. It is a very important letter to a very important person.
Front Desk Operator: Well of course sir, I will send it right away...wait a minute aren't you Donald Deruty? The WCF wrestler?
Donald Deuty: Yes that is I.
Front Desk Operator: Well I am a huge fan of yours Mr. Deruty, umm may I have an autograph?
Donald Deruty: Of course.
The front desk operator gives Donald Deruty a piece of paper for him to sign. D-Day takes the piece of paper and signs it in cursive. He hands the piece of paper back to the front desk operator.
Front Desk Operator: Umm Mr. Deruty?
Donald Deruty: Yes?
Front Desk Operator: Who's name do I put on the envelope for delivery?
Donald Deruty: A mister, Jay Williams. Please send it for me right away please?
Front Desk Operator: Of course sir.
D-Day walks away with a little smirk on his face as he turns the corner and starts heading back towards his hotel room. On his way there he starts thinking in his mind the man he was sending the letter to.
Donald Deruty: Jay Williams, you are lucky you are being able to step into the ring with someone like yourself, rather than receive a letter that will be worth thousands when I am done with you. Williams you know what I am very disappointed in your choice of words the past couple of days. You say that I didn't earn this championship shot. That I think I can just walk on in the WCF and win the WCF World Championship. Well Jay I have something to say to you...that is BULLSHIT!!! I beaten the all mighty Torture, a man that not even you could defeat. A man that not even WCF Hall of Famers couldn't beat. You say that I shouldn't deserve a World Championship shot after that? Well I agree with you...
Although, I do agree on getting it a week after winning the almighty war against a man that has ruled the WCF for all his career. A man that was undefeated in five years straight. I give you that, but I also defeated thirteen other superstars to get my World Championship shot, and what did you do? Beat a nobody just like you to get where you are today? Indeed it is a tough thing to swallow Jay, but unfortunately in your case it is reality.
Jay you have also said that you earned to be here and that I apparently didn't. Are you kidding me! I have been in the WCF for two fucking years, Mr. Williams. How long have you been here? Two months? Now on that table of statistics who really deserves to be where they are today? Williams you better do your homework before you run your mouth, you really don't know what the hell you are getting into when you walk into that ring with me on Monday. Williams, if you don't do anything to help yourself besides run your mouth than you have another thing coming, because if so then I will for surly be the one to hold that WCF World Championship around my waist. Be prepared Williams, I am counting the days as they past and, the day has come, I will see you in that ring tonight Williams!
The scene fades out of the hotel and into a home with white walls. A piece of paper is in front of the camera as it seems to read the piece of paper
The scene fades away.
