Mercy

[Odin Balfore]

" Mercy"


RP1
WCF- Slam!
Tag Team Match

Odin Balfore, Michael Santiago & Doc Henry
Vs
Aubrey, FPV & Morris



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Scene One “ For Mercy “
Cedar Cyanide Hospital; New York


* Odin stomps down the hall of Cedar Cyanide Hospital where the recovering Santiago is staying. A few paces ahead f Odin is Conrad, whose back peddling, trying to convince Odin to turn around. *

Conrad: Odin, the mans sick. Just turn around. You know you don’t need this kind of attention. You’re on top for once. Just let Santi’ go on this one.

Odin: Can’t do that.

Conrad: The man has cancer, you put him through a glass table- what more do you need to do. He’s done, gone; what else do you need ?

* Odin takes Conrad, whose nearly just as big as he is and grabs him by the collar of his suit. *

Odin: I need to finish this.

* Odin shoves Conrad off to the side as he continues to walk down the hall before approaching Santiago’s room off to the left. Odin raises a knuckle to knock but decides against it an just walks into the room to find Santiago asleep. Odin takes a chair that’s tucked under a nearby table and pulls it up to Santiago’s bedside, taking a seat. *

Odin: You, uh.. You know I’m not hear to apologize. You know that it’s not what I’m about. We both know you’d do the same thing to me if I were in your shoes. Unfortunately enough, that’s not the case. For the first time in a long time I reached the brass ring that’s eluded me in our past few runs. I would have liked you to have been there for me- hell I woulda liked you to have told me about all this but here we are.

This isn’t about me, its about us - or at least it was. I guess fate finally had the last laugh on us after all. ya know, we spent our careers cheating fate over on everything- doing things nobody would have slated us too and here I am doing it again where its got you but the throat and clinging to life. Part of that is my fault but you know what it was when you joined up. Maybe it’d be better if I could say that I’d do this for you but I’m not. Monday Santi.. I do it for me and just me. This is it Beezy.. TPA ends its historic run with less then a gracious or story book ending. It’s alright Michael, I’ll make sure that you go peacefully.

* Odin takes a pillow out from behind Santiago’s head and grips it tightly. *

Odin: Good-Bye.. Hope you stay illegal in all seven circles of hell.. You show them what TPA’s all about until I get there.

* Odin goes to smother Santiago but Conrad busts in the door and tackles Odin. *

Conrad: You son of bitch!

Odin: Get off me!

Conrad: I asked you before we left the house. I asked of you were gonna kill him and you said “No.”

Odin: Mercy kill! it’s a mercy kill!

Conrad: What’s the second word in the sentence? Kill!

* The two struggle around before Odin muscles his way off the ground, both men staring each other down. *

Conrad: Settle down! Just settle down!

Odin: I can’t see him suffer.

Conrad: Then say your good byes and lets go. You killing him aint gonna help any.. If your mad, go out there on Monday and beat the piss and shit out of Doc Henry, he’s the one that betrayed you. It’s not Santiago’s fault that he’s sick. Do you know what Santi would want you to do?

Odin: He’d want me to go out there and whoop that trick.

Conrad: You’re right he would. Now put your petty selfishness away and let Santiago in on the spot light. He’ll be here for a while.. He’ll be weak and in and out of life.. You might as well give him something happy to go out on. Rather it be you on top of WCF as the World Champion, smashing skulls and taking names, showing your dominance like the alpha wolf or do you think he’d rather go out with a pillow on his face ?

Odin: You.. You.. You’re right.

Conrad: Let’s let him rest.. We have work to do.

Odin: Let me just say bye then.

Conrad: Alright, I’ll be right outside though so if you think your gonna try and smother him again I’ll come back in here and beat you to death with his soiled bed pan!

* Conrad leaves the room, letting Odin say his goodbyes as Odin stands by Santiago’s bedside. *

Odin: Conrad’s right. I’m sorry. Everything I get, you should be able to enjoy as well. I know someone gonna say that you’ll get to enjoy some phantom ass kicking that I’ll get on Monday or that I can enjoy all the losses that you had but fuck them. This ain’t about them. This really IS about us and right now we have more then just some gold to honor. We have our name to live up too an I’ll do that on Monday Beezy. You take the fight to fate an I’ll take it to WCF, I’ll enlist some talent worthy of the Alliance name so don’t you worry bout me going it alone. You just rest right now and leave everything else up to me.

Brother Baldr, watch over him and tend to his needs. Make sure that his fate is a glorious one and he shakes the hallowed halls of Valhalla. Cross the rainbow bridge with courage and pride when your time comes and make those who oppose you m regret you when they meet you in Ragnarok.. For they’ll do the same in WCF. Keep my brother strong, Baldr.. Just like you do for me.

.. See ya around .. Michael..


* Odin taps his fingers slowly on the bed before walking out of the room with a sense of regret as the scene starts to fade. *


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Scene Two: “ Who, what, Where and Why ?”


* Odin Balfore can be seen walking into the arena with his duffle bag on his left shoulder and the WCF world title hanging off his right. He walks down the hall an into catering where everyone stops what they’re doing for a moment and just stares at him. Odin scans the room looking for something but cant seem to find it before walking off towards his dressing room. Hank Brown is waiting patiently by Odin’s dressing room door with a microphone. Odin sees him as he approaches the door, dropping his bag on the ground and readjusting his title on his shoulder. When he reaches Hank, he snatches the mic from him hand and growls into the mic. *

Odin: Move!

* Odin turns to the camera. *

Odin: Doc, you got a problem with me ? WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? You don’t like the way I talk about you? You gotta go and sabotage our match? Fan-fucking- tastic! Let me remind you of just who it is you fucking with!

* Odin holds up his title. *

Odin: You see this.. This means that I’m not only better then you but more fucking important then you are. Damned be the day when you mean more then a dried up shit stain in this company because you ain’t worth the musk smell in my jock compared to me. That’s something that you better get through your thick fucking skull before I crush it like a god damn grape! So lets see your punk ass come at me again one on one and see how you fair.. I don’t forget an I don’t forgive- If I so much as see you harping on our tag match later on-I will personally shit kick you back to the inbreed Hicksville that you crawled out of to get here! I’m the man of the hour, not you.. Get.. Over.. It. I’m the guy that does what he pleases and when he so chooses to do so because I CAN!. Because I’m the best wrestler in this company.. I got the credentials to prove it. I don’t have to hang onto some bullshit fantasy title because you don’t have the skill or fucking balls to get anything productive done in this god forsaken company.. You’re a worthless nobody in this company, a waste of space, talent and payroll.. The sooner you realize that and get the fuck outta dodge, the better you’ll be because IF I have to personally deal with you. It’ll be the last god damn match you’ll have have.. PERIOD!

* Hank tries to sheepishly interrupt Odin, trying to be carefully in the big mans rage. *

Hank: Odin.. You can’t swear on..

Odin: Shut the fuck up Hank, no ones talking to you! You wana conduct this interview, you come and take this microphone from my hands and maybe.. Just maybe I’ll let you do it.. Until then, just stand over there and keep your mouth shit.

That brings me to another thing.. What do my opponents think they’re doing ? Are you guys so dense to think that beating me in a six man tag, to where BOTH of my opponents are fucking useless is the key to your stardom? I’m standing across the ring from two nobodies and FPV. Aubrey and Russle just have this grand notion that it all starts from them here tonight? Its on the contrary.. It all ends tonight. I’ve had ten matches in WCF.. Ten whole matches and to that credit I’ve done more then any other wrestler in WCF history! What have the two of you done? Wait.. I got it.

* Odin snaps his fingers. *

Odin: you wrestled Odin Balfore in what would be the biggest night in your careers.. It just so happens to be the last night of your careers. I’ve ended four careers in ten weeks.. Count em’..

* Odin counts fast on his fingers. *

Odin: One, two, three, four… four! All four have been guys that just cant hack it here.. Young guys and even one that’s been going so long in this business they’ll probably give out an award in his honor and you two think that snide words or silly hopes are going to get through me ? Do you think that’s going to impress management? No, NO.. Fuck no! What I’m dealing with here are just another two would be, never were’s in the making. Aubrey Summers must think that lowering her standards to sleeping with one of Jay Prices star children is her ticket to the top.. And then there’s Russell Morris who feels that because he can say “ Jawja” that he’s got my number? The man that feels he’s destined for world Champion Greatest can’t even get my home town correct? Russell go do yourself a favor and go get a map.. I’m from Minnesota.. Way, way up there at the top of the fucking map.. I might live in Houston just I’m not from there. Don’t you ever confuse this Nordic tank with those sloven bastards in Houston..

I got something you want? Well keep dreaming kid because everyone in WCF wants a piece of Odin Balfore in one shape or another. I’d say take a number kid but there just room in the building. This match right here.. Yah.. This ain’t gonna prove shit an I’m not dumb enough to let you challenge me for this title when you haven’t even come close to earning it. You don’t care about the system; well neither do I.. That’s why I’m going to ruin it and that’s exactly what I’m going to do.. Regardless of what staff says, shareholders, owners.. Everyone.. Because I have this!

* Odin taps on his belt. *

Odin: You don’t have the luxury Russell.. You just have the squawk and rabble that everyone can muster.. You want, want , want but you aint never gotta get it because you’re a nothing and a nobody.. And you can go ahead and flap your gums on how your different but you just take a took in the mirror and you tell me what your missing ? Come talk to me when your resume in WCF looks like mine.. Because beating a few squatters just isn’t enough.. When you crush them and end them in WCF. Then you come and talk.. Till then, get the fuck out of my face! In just a few hours, regardless of what the situation looks like, if your on the other side of the ring.. You have to stand toe to toe with me, looking up as my broad shoulders eclipse your body. Everyone in WCF thinks they got what t takes till they step in the ring with me until it finally happens and I plant them under the mat.

I’d say in in the midst of this, where my real competition or even where my team is but WCF have their shit so far out of whack, I don’t even think they can say they have anything well n hand.. Or foot.. In ass.. The only real credit that I have is wrestling FPV again. For what ever reason I like the guy. So let me say that it’ll be a great night having the chance to wrestle the tag champ but then again.. I deal with Aubrey the “ bitch clone” and the man who wishes he could be Odin Balfore, Russell Morris.

Regardless of the absence of my long time partner and friend and the bullshit call on managements part to put doc back in my corner because he doesn’t quite get that I’m above him I’m prepared to go this alone and in recent light of my partner and my actions towards him, people might be wondering if I’m all there and able to compete.. The answer is yes..

Be it one of three, one on four.. Odin Balfore, The Norid Tank of WCF, the WCF World Champion.. The man that made complete and utter history here in WCF will take all of you on but unlike where you all have to rely on the tag, I only gotta rely on this..

* Odin holds up his fist. *

I got enough strength in this hand to knock out a damn horse but a whore, a horses ass and dumb mule that is FPV will suffice until D-Day gets back from his two week coma that I put his ass into! The two of you will notice that FPV is suspiciously quiet.. He’s been in the ring with me.. He’s been power bombed by me.. He knows that there ain’t no getting up from that, let alone the “ Ragna-Mark” Combo that I gave D-Day. All that and more will be blessed upon you two very, very soon… the monster within me can be contained no longer, not in the face of recent events.. Not when destroying it all felt so damn good.. Crushing the hopes and dreams and backs and brains of two more wrestlers just might make me feel better.. Welcome to the statistics.. Six - seven five, seven -six and seven -seven.. When I get my hand raised in victory.. And your being taken out on a stretcher in neck braces.. Just thank the man that did it to you because unlike santiago, I ain't show none of you a shred of mercy.. The man who gave you the best nights of your life.. Odin FUCKING Balfore

And to those that think Ragnarok is just some myth, or a joke.. Trust me when I tell you that its coming.

And it will be epic.

* Odin drops the mic and walks off as the scene fades. *

~FINN