Post by Ryan Blake on Aug 7, 2011 23:21:06 GMT -5
Ryan Blake & Philip Baines
RP # 1
vs Oblivion & Doc Henry
Part I
The scene opens to Odin Balfore and Ryan Blake backstage in the locker rooms. Ryan is sitting down on the bench and Odin has one leg up on the bench as he leans on his knee.
Ryan
So it's for the title too?
Odin
Yup, but I'm not worried about it. But you have your first match with Baines this week too.
Ryan
Yea, against Oblivion and Doc Henry.
Odin
Well just do what you did last week. That was great.
Ryan
So how's Gil?
Odin
Good, he's been around. And Clyde?
Ryan
Lets just say he's a train wreck, but I love him, he's cool. Hey here he comes now, listen…
Ryan and Odin get quiet and you can here Clyde's paws clicking on the floor as he walk through the hallway. Clyde gets to the locker room and walks in with Gil dead in his mouth. Odin and Ryan just gasp and are speechless. Ryan yells,
Ryan
Clyde put him down now!
Clyde just looks at Ryan, confused.
Ryan
Clyde! Drop him!
Clyde (with his mouth full)
Ruh id good rih?
Ryan
Put him down Clyde
Clyde runs up to Ryan and Odin and drops Gil wet with his saliva, in front of Ryan.
Clyde
I did good right? I got him for you!
Clyde smiles at Ryan, waiting to be praised for catching the rodent
Ryan
No Clyde, you didn’t do good! You killed Odin's manager!
Clyde now puts his head down in shame. Gil thankfully isn't dead; he squirms and rolls off his back, onto his feet. He gets up angry and smacks Clyde in the face the scurries up onto Odin's shoulder. Clyde just growls at him.
Odin
Enough you too. If you two fight like this then it's not gonna work out. Besides Gil, Clyde is like five feet taller than you.
Clyde
Ryan, did he just say five feet, or five inches?
Odin
I said five feet, you're like six feet aren't you?
Clyde
He can understand me Ryan. I told you that I would kill you.
You can almost see the steam coming out of Clyde's ears at this point. Ryan looks terrified.
Ryan
Clyde relax, I didn't tell him…
Clyde
Then how does he know Ryan?
Clyde slowly steps closer to Ryan with his hands in fist.
Odin
Ryan never told me anything, I always knew that you were the way you are Clyde.
Clyde loosens his fist and turns to Odin,
Clyde
How?
Odin
I… don't, know.
Ryan
See, he knows. Now no one has to die.
Clyde
You're lucky Ryan.
Ryan
Odin, you can't tell anyone that you see Clyde the way that you do. Ok? It's very important.
Odin
Oh shit. Really?
Ryan
Yes, really. Don't tell anyone.
Odin
We have a small problem then.
Ryan
Odin who did you tell!?
Odin
Baines…
Ryan sighs and just nods.
Ryan
Ok, don't tell anyone else.
Odin
Got it.
Clyde
Or I will kill you. Both of you.
The scene fades.
- - - - - - - - - -
Part II
The scene now opens to Ryan Blake outside the door of an insane asylum. He opens the door and steps inside into the lobby. He walks across the room to an attractive woman working at the desk.
Ryan
Ding...?
Woman
Can I help you? Wait a second, oh my gosh, I know you. You're Ryan Blake, the WCF wrestler! You're so funny! I love your matches.
Ryan
Flattering. I wanted a tour of this facility please.
Woman
Of course, I'll show you around personally.
The woman walks around the desk and stands next to Ryan.
Woman
So why do you want a tour?
Ryan
Well you see, one of my opponents this week, Oblivion is insane. So I thought that maybe I could refer him here.
Woman
Well what's wrong with him?
Ryan
Uh, lets see… He has multiple personalities, schizophrenia, bipolar, anxiety, ADD, ADHD…
Woman
Oh wow, well–
Ryan
…OCD, depression, impulse control trouble, irritable bowel syndrome, autism, sexual disfunctions, sleep disorder, sleep apnea, senile dementia, mood swings and oh, he recently got thinks-he-can-beat-Ryan-Blake-but-he-cant-aphobia.
Woman
Ok, well lets just start the tour shall we?
Ryan
Ok, sounds good.
They take a walk down a very long white hall way with lots of doors on the left and right hand side, each door has a number on it. There is a deadbolt lock at the top of each door, next to a red index card in a small clear plastic holder.
Ryan
Why are there locks on the outside?
Woman
Well, we very rarely use them, but you never know if you'll get a fighter.
Ryan
…Right.
They continue down the hallway. Suddenly while passing by a supply closet, Clyde falls out of the door way and next to Ryan, startling him.
Ryan
Clyde!?
Clyde
Oh heyyy Ryaaan.
Ryan
Clyde what are you doing here?
Clyde
I didn't want to be alone, so I followed you.
Ryan
How the fuck did you get here?
Clyde
I ran. You know dogs are very fast runners Ryan.
Ryan
Yes Clyde I'm aware. But why couldn't you stay with uncle Odin back at the arena?
Clyde
Because, he's boring. Besides he was training for his match.
Ryan
How did you get in the supply closet?
Clyde
Some half blind idiot found me in the cafeteria and thought I was a mop, so he shoved me in there.
Ryan
You were out and around here, in the cafeteria?
Clyde
Yea! They have free fruit punch, and cookies! Cookies Ryan!! For free, they just pass them out!
Ryan
Yea, I know you like your cookies.
Clyde licks his fingers and nods.
Clyde
I love this place Ryan, can we stay? Please Ryan I would do anything for you if you just let us live here.
Ryan
No, are you crazy, we travel with WCF. Just be quiet and stay by my side, I'm taking a tour.
Clyde
Ok.
Woman
Just down this way is the patient lounge.
They continue down the hallway where it opens to an open room.
Woman
This is where the tolerable patients are allowed to be out of their rooms and do activities. Why don't you go talk to one of them? Over there is a well behaved patient, Steven.
Ryan
Well what does he have?
Woman
Just Alzheimer and something else that is unknown, his family wanted him in an elderly home, but he insisted he belonged here.
Ryan agrees and approaches Steven; Clyde follows Ryan trotting behind him.
Ryan
Hi Steven, my name is Ryan and this is my dog Clyde. I'm here to check out the place because one of my associates might be living here soon.
Steven
Who? Ah yes, Ryan. Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.
Ryan
Yea. So do you like it here?
Steven
Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.
He whispers
Steven (now whispering)
Ryan… Ryan…
Then yells
Steven (now yelling)
RYAN! RYAN!
Ryan
Hey, calm down Steven, it's ok.
Steven
Stevennnnnnnnnn, ah! Doggy! Woof!
Steven bends down to Clyde and grabs his leg.
Clyde
Oh no, Ryan help me please.
Steven lifts Clyde's leg to his mouth and bites it, drooling. Clyde shouts,
Clyde
You mother fucker!
Woman
Ryan, you need to stop your dog. He can't bark in here, it could unsettle some of the patients.
Clyde
Shut up cunt! He bit my leg!
Clyde pulls his leg down and punches Steven directly in the face, dropping him to the floor.
Ryan
Clyde!
Woman
Ryan!
Clyde
Bitch!
Steven
He bit my chin! He bit me! That foul beast!
Clyde
Watch your mouth!
Woman
Stop him from barking!
Ryan
Clyde shut up now!
The woman runs up to Steven who is now getting to his feet.
Women
Are you ok? He bit you hard. Ryan I'm afraid you have to leave! And take your mutt with you!
Clyde
I'm a what!? Fuck you lady! Do you know who I am? I'll have you dead in seconds! I've got mob connection! I have more contacts than an eye doctor!
Woman
I told you to stop him from barking.
Ryan
Come on Clyde we're leaving.
Woman
Security!
Ryan
Oh Jesus Christ! Come on Clyde, over here!
Ryan takes Clyde and they run out of the emergency exit door to the far left of the room. They run out into the parking lot as security gets to the door and watches Ryan and Clyde.
Clyde
Go fuck them up Ryan!
Ryan
I should, but I wont.
Clyde
Why not, you bitch!?
Ryan
Because they'll call the cops and shit. I only fuck up people in the ring.
Clyde
Fine.
They now walk around the corner of the building, as they see one of the patients licking his window from inside his room.
Clyde
That's nice…
Ryan just stares and keeps walking, they take the next corner and are now back in front of the building.
Ryan
I know how to get back at them.
Clyde
How?
Ryan
All those cookies must be giving you a rockin' stomach ache huh Clyde?
Clyde
Yea…?
Ryan
Good, take a shit right on the front lawn. The pricks.
Clyde walks onto the lawn and begins to sniff. He finds the right spot, turns around and begins to… empty himself. He finishes and walks back over to Ryan.
Ryan
Good dog.
Just then, the security guard approaches the main entrance and comes outside again.
Security
You son of a bitch! You cause trouble on private property and then let your dog shit on the property!? I'm gonna kick your ass!
Ryan remains calm,
Ryan
Hey man, FUCK YOU!
The guard runs up and swings at Ryan. Throwing a horrible, sloppy hook, Ryan just ducks under it and then steps back.
Ryan
I don't want to fight you.
Security
I'm gonna kick your ass and then take your rabid mutt to the pound!
Clyde
Oh what the fuck. Sick em' Ryan!
Ryan kicks the guard in the stomach and gives him a jab to the face. The guard swings at Ryan again and connects this time, getting Ryan good in the jaw. Ryan gets angry and hooks the guard with his left, followed by his right. The guard grabs his tazer on his belt and turns it on, it sparks and electricity flows blue between the two conductors.
Security
Come on you punk!
Ryan steps back and the guard leans in and tries to taze Ryan. But Ryan steps back again, grabs the guards arm and pull him. The guard loses his balance and falls down on the grass. Ryan kicks him in his stomach and he drops the tazer. The guard gets up on one knee, conveniently. Ryan runs toward the guard, steps on his knee and kick him in the head, the causality connects. The guard falls knocked out by the force of the kick, right into the fresh, hot pile of shit Clyde just made. Ryan gets up and brushes himself off. He walks over to the tazer, picks it up and then throws it at the unconscious guard.
Ryan
Yea, and I'm the punk?
The two of them continue to walk down the sidewalk now.
Clyde
Holy shit Ryan, where the fuck did that come from!?
Ryan
It's always been there. I just don't show it outside of the ring usually.
Clyde
And you causality'd him into my poop! How amazing was that!? Fuck Baines, me and you should be a team!
They laugh.
Clyde
Now what?
Ryan
Now we go back to the arena and work out. The I need to talk to Phil and do some training.
Clyde
What about dinner?
Ryan
Yes, we'll eat dinner too.
Clyde
Can we go to TGI Fridays?
Ryan
Again!?
Clyde
Yeaaa…
Ryan
Fine, but you are not getting those fajitas again. That was just the most foul smell a human being could ever smell.
Clyde
Sorry.
Ryan
I mean, they were so bad it was just… Epic.
They laugh again and the scene fades…[/color]
RP # 1
vs Oblivion & Doc Henry
Part I
The scene opens to Odin Balfore and Ryan Blake backstage in the locker rooms. Ryan is sitting down on the bench and Odin has one leg up on the bench as he leans on his knee.
Ryan
So it's for the title too?
Odin
Yup, but I'm not worried about it. But you have your first match with Baines this week too.
Ryan
Yea, against Oblivion and Doc Henry.
Odin
Well just do what you did last week. That was great.
Ryan
So how's Gil?
Odin
Good, he's been around. And Clyde?
Ryan
Lets just say he's a train wreck, but I love him, he's cool. Hey here he comes now, listen…
Ryan and Odin get quiet and you can here Clyde's paws clicking on the floor as he walk through the hallway. Clyde gets to the locker room and walks in with Gil dead in his mouth. Odin and Ryan just gasp and are speechless. Ryan yells,
Ryan
Clyde put him down now!
Clyde just looks at Ryan, confused.
Ryan
Clyde! Drop him!
Clyde (with his mouth full)
Ruh id good rih?
Ryan
Put him down Clyde
Clyde runs up to Ryan and Odin and drops Gil wet with his saliva, in front of Ryan.
Clyde
I did good right? I got him for you!
Clyde smiles at Ryan, waiting to be praised for catching the rodent
Ryan
No Clyde, you didn’t do good! You killed Odin's manager!
Clyde now puts his head down in shame. Gil thankfully isn't dead; he squirms and rolls off his back, onto his feet. He gets up angry and smacks Clyde in the face the scurries up onto Odin's shoulder. Clyde just growls at him.
Odin
Enough you too. If you two fight like this then it's not gonna work out. Besides Gil, Clyde is like five feet taller than you.
Clyde
Ryan, did he just say five feet, or five inches?
Odin
I said five feet, you're like six feet aren't you?
Clyde
He can understand me Ryan. I told you that I would kill you.
You can almost see the steam coming out of Clyde's ears at this point. Ryan looks terrified.
Ryan
Clyde relax, I didn't tell him…
Clyde
Then how does he know Ryan?
Clyde slowly steps closer to Ryan with his hands in fist.
Odin
Ryan never told me anything, I always knew that you were the way you are Clyde.
Clyde loosens his fist and turns to Odin,
Clyde
How?
Odin
I… don't, know.
Ryan
See, he knows. Now no one has to die.
Clyde
You're lucky Ryan.
Ryan
Odin, you can't tell anyone that you see Clyde the way that you do. Ok? It's very important.
Odin
Oh shit. Really?
Ryan
Yes, really. Don't tell anyone.
Odin
We have a small problem then.
Ryan
Odin who did you tell!?
Odin
Baines…
Ryan sighs and just nods.
Ryan
Ok, don't tell anyone else.
Odin
Got it.
Clyde
Or I will kill you. Both of you.
The scene fades.
- - - - - - - - - -
Part II
The scene now opens to Ryan Blake outside the door of an insane asylum. He opens the door and steps inside into the lobby. He walks across the room to an attractive woman working at the desk.
Ryan
Ding...?
Woman
Can I help you? Wait a second, oh my gosh, I know you. You're Ryan Blake, the WCF wrestler! You're so funny! I love your matches.
Ryan
Flattering. I wanted a tour of this facility please.
Woman
Of course, I'll show you around personally.
The woman walks around the desk and stands next to Ryan.
Woman
So why do you want a tour?
Ryan
Well you see, one of my opponents this week, Oblivion is insane. So I thought that maybe I could refer him here.
Woman
Well what's wrong with him?
Ryan
Uh, lets see… He has multiple personalities, schizophrenia, bipolar, anxiety, ADD, ADHD…
Woman
Oh wow, well–
Ryan
…OCD, depression, impulse control trouble, irritable bowel syndrome, autism, sexual disfunctions, sleep disorder, sleep apnea, senile dementia, mood swings and oh, he recently got thinks-he-can-beat-Ryan-Blake-but-he-cant-aphobia.
Woman
Ok, well lets just start the tour shall we?
Ryan
Ok, sounds good.
They take a walk down a very long white hall way with lots of doors on the left and right hand side, each door has a number on it. There is a deadbolt lock at the top of each door, next to a red index card in a small clear plastic holder.
Ryan
Why are there locks on the outside?
Woman
Well, we very rarely use them, but you never know if you'll get a fighter.
Ryan
…Right.
They continue down the hallway. Suddenly while passing by a supply closet, Clyde falls out of the door way and next to Ryan, startling him.
Ryan
Clyde!?
Clyde
Oh heyyy Ryaaan.
Ryan
Clyde what are you doing here?
Clyde
I didn't want to be alone, so I followed you.
Ryan
How the fuck did you get here?
Clyde
I ran. You know dogs are very fast runners Ryan.
Ryan
Yes Clyde I'm aware. But why couldn't you stay with uncle Odin back at the arena?
Clyde
Because, he's boring. Besides he was training for his match.
Ryan
How did you get in the supply closet?
Clyde
Some half blind idiot found me in the cafeteria and thought I was a mop, so he shoved me in there.
Ryan
You were out and around here, in the cafeteria?
Clyde
Yea! They have free fruit punch, and cookies! Cookies Ryan!! For free, they just pass them out!
Ryan
Yea, I know you like your cookies.
Clyde licks his fingers and nods.
Clyde
I love this place Ryan, can we stay? Please Ryan I would do anything for you if you just let us live here.
Ryan
No, are you crazy, we travel with WCF. Just be quiet and stay by my side, I'm taking a tour.
Clyde
Ok.
Woman
Just down this way is the patient lounge.
They continue down the hallway where it opens to an open room.
Woman
This is where the tolerable patients are allowed to be out of their rooms and do activities. Why don't you go talk to one of them? Over there is a well behaved patient, Steven.
Ryan
Well what does he have?
Woman
Just Alzheimer and something else that is unknown, his family wanted him in an elderly home, but he insisted he belonged here.
Ryan agrees and approaches Steven; Clyde follows Ryan trotting behind him.
Ryan
Hi Steven, my name is Ryan and this is my dog Clyde. I'm here to check out the place because one of my associates might be living here soon.
Steven
Who? Ah yes, Ryan. Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.
Ryan
Yea. So do you like it here?
Steven
Ryan, Ryan, Ryan, Ryan.
He whispers
Steven (now whispering)
Ryan… Ryan…
Then yells
Steven (now yelling)
RYAN! RYAN!
Ryan
Hey, calm down Steven, it's ok.
Steven
Stevennnnnnnnnn, ah! Doggy! Woof!
Steven bends down to Clyde and grabs his leg.
Clyde
Oh no, Ryan help me please.
Steven lifts Clyde's leg to his mouth and bites it, drooling. Clyde shouts,
Clyde
You mother fucker!
Woman
Ryan, you need to stop your dog. He can't bark in here, it could unsettle some of the patients.
Clyde
Shut up cunt! He bit my leg!
Clyde pulls his leg down and punches Steven directly in the face, dropping him to the floor.
Ryan
Clyde!
Woman
Ryan!
Clyde
Bitch!
Steven
He bit my chin! He bit me! That foul beast!
Clyde
Watch your mouth!
Woman
Stop him from barking!
Ryan
Clyde shut up now!
The woman runs up to Steven who is now getting to his feet.
Women
Are you ok? He bit you hard. Ryan I'm afraid you have to leave! And take your mutt with you!
Clyde
I'm a what!? Fuck you lady! Do you know who I am? I'll have you dead in seconds! I've got mob connection! I have more contacts than an eye doctor!
Woman
I told you to stop him from barking.
Ryan
Come on Clyde we're leaving.
Woman
Security!
Ryan
Oh Jesus Christ! Come on Clyde, over here!
Ryan takes Clyde and they run out of the emergency exit door to the far left of the room. They run out into the parking lot as security gets to the door and watches Ryan and Clyde.
Clyde
Go fuck them up Ryan!
Ryan
I should, but I wont.
Clyde
Why not, you bitch!?
Ryan
Because they'll call the cops and shit. I only fuck up people in the ring.
Clyde
Fine.
They now walk around the corner of the building, as they see one of the patients licking his window from inside his room.
Clyde
That's nice…
Ryan just stares and keeps walking, they take the next corner and are now back in front of the building.
Ryan
I know how to get back at them.
Clyde
How?
Ryan
All those cookies must be giving you a rockin' stomach ache huh Clyde?
Clyde
Yea…?
Ryan
Good, take a shit right on the front lawn. The pricks.
Clyde walks onto the lawn and begins to sniff. He finds the right spot, turns around and begins to… empty himself. He finishes and walks back over to Ryan.
Ryan
Good dog.
Just then, the security guard approaches the main entrance and comes outside again.
Security
You son of a bitch! You cause trouble on private property and then let your dog shit on the property!? I'm gonna kick your ass!
Ryan remains calm,
Ryan
Hey man, FUCK YOU!
The guard runs up and swings at Ryan. Throwing a horrible, sloppy hook, Ryan just ducks under it and then steps back.
Ryan
I don't want to fight you.
Security
I'm gonna kick your ass and then take your rabid mutt to the pound!
Clyde
Oh what the fuck. Sick em' Ryan!
Ryan kicks the guard in the stomach and gives him a jab to the face. The guard swings at Ryan again and connects this time, getting Ryan good in the jaw. Ryan gets angry and hooks the guard with his left, followed by his right. The guard grabs his tazer on his belt and turns it on, it sparks and electricity flows blue between the two conductors.
Security
Come on you punk!
Ryan steps back and the guard leans in and tries to taze Ryan. But Ryan steps back again, grabs the guards arm and pull him. The guard loses his balance and falls down on the grass. Ryan kicks him in his stomach and he drops the tazer. The guard gets up on one knee, conveniently. Ryan runs toward the guard, steps on his knee and kick him in the head, the causality connects. The guard falls knocked out by the force of the kick, right into the fresh, hot pile of shit Clyde just made. Ryan gets up and brushes himself off. He walks over to the tazer, picks it up and then throws it at the unconscious guard.
Ryan
Yea, and I'm the punk?
The two of them continue to walk down the sidewalk now.
Clyde
Holy shit Ryan, where the fuck did that come from!?
Ryan
It's always been there. I just don't show it outside of the ring usually.
Clyde
And you causality'd him into my poop! How amazing was that!? Fuck Baines, me and you should be a team!
They laugh.
Clyde
Now what?
Ryan
Now we go back to the arena and work out. The I need to talk to Phil and do some training.
Clyde
What about dinner?
Ryan
Yes, we'll eat dinner too.
Clyde
Can we go to TGI Fridays?
Ryan
Again!?
Clyde
Yeaaa…
Ryan
Fine, but you are not getting those fajitas again. That was just the most foul smell a human being could ever smell.
Clyde
Sorry.
Ryan
I mean, they were so bad it was just… Epic.
They laugh again and the scene fades…[/color]
