Post by R. Aiden Torres on May 15, 2007 3:31:56 GMT -6
The scene opens up to a patio back of a big house that can’t fit on the whole screen. The large glass doors peer into the house as one half of it appears to be the living room area and the other half turns into a grand kitchen with all the making and a personal cook who is hard a work making some food. A female image recognized as Fire walks pass him to the sliding glass doors. She opens one of them and walks out. She closes the door behind her. She wears a black two piece bathing suit with a small denim skirt around her waist. She sits down a wooden table with an oversized umbrella out of the middle of it. She reaches over and grabs a glass of lemon aid and drinks up. Shade walks up from the backyard with a towel over his head. He has a white tanktop and black swimming trunks. He sits down and grabs his glass.
Shade: Hey there Fire.
Fire: Hey Shade. What’s going on?
Shade: Not much. Still haven’t been able to talk to Lestat much of lately. I want to make sure he is okay and doing well. Some one like him will destroy him self. Speaking of destroying one’s self where is your husband Mr. Showtime?
Fire: He’s up in our room changing. He will be down in a second.
Shade: I wonder if he heard both Lance Erickson and Reck Maverick speak recently. Oh boy that would set him off on another speech about this and that. I heard him speak earlier about this. He seems to be all into what he is saying about both of them and Lestat.
Fire: Well he did pull off a feet like none other. Taking out both Lestat and King Cobra by him self.
Shade: I know I saw that. I feel bad for Lestat but I have to say it was awesome match that really fit Mr. Showtime.
Fire: I know. I hate that he doesn’t still trust Lestat yet.
Shade: I know but it will be over soon enough and we’ll all be back to normal. You’ll see
Suddenly they look over to the door. As Mr. Showtime stands in the door way wearing a ninja mask with black dickie shorts with a towel around his neck. He looks pretty silly as he stands there with his hands on his hips doing a superhero pose for everyone around. Fire widens her eyes and Shade can only shake his head not believing what he is seeing before his eyes right in front of him.
Mr. Showtime: (Shouts) I am MR. NINJA-TIME!
Both Fire and Shade have a surprised and shocked look while being disgusted at the same time. Mr. Showtime jumps up and runs to them. Shade moves to the side as the wet deck slips Mr. Showtime up. Mr. Showtime falls straight to his back slamming on the deck and looks to them. Fire breaks into laughter as Shade tries not to laugh as well. He holds out a hand to help Mr. Showtime get up. Mr. Showtime takes his hand and pulls him self up. He breaths hard as he reaches to the back of the mask and unties it to release it and pulls it off and puts it on the table.
Fire: You deserve that.
Mr. Showtime: Oh be quiet both of you. I was trying to be a ninja for a day to get inside the head of one Atomic Ninja Reck Maverick. He seems to have some mystical power to him.
Shade: He is just well trained person.
Mr. Showtime: No. He has powers. I’ve seen it happen before. He is like the new breed of Power Rangers or something. He is powerful. Might be a mistake to take him on.
Shade: Are you second guessing your self?
Mr. Showtime: (Laughs) No. I was just kidding only. I could take him any day.
Fire: You had us worried for a second.
Mr. Showtime: Sorry but I won’t let Atomic Ninja and the pissed off Lance Erikson beat me down. I will be the one giving the beat down in that ring on the eve of Supermania three. Looks like Flying Diamond Cutter Man won’t tell me if he is all in or not. Heck I don’t know if he will show up at this point.
Fire: That would be a shame if he didn’t. Leave you out their hanging all by your self.
Shade: Reck and Lance is not like King Cobra and Lestat. These are wrestlers who perfected their shit a little longer then anyone else here, their top tier here.
Mr. Showtime: (Laughs again) Like I care? They claim to be the best but we will see when I face them alone. I will be the lone warrior. I have over come greater odds before. I can certainly do it again. Look what I did in my last match. I carried it all the way my self. Pickles was no help. He may have all the money he wants but he doesn’t have the talent.
Shade: Don’t have to remind us.
Mr. Showtime: Yes I do. I love remembering what I did but your right in a sense that I need to look forward to this match I am in soon.
Fire: Yeah. It will be up hill if Flying Diamond Cutter Man is of any help.
Mr. Showtime: He better be a damn help or he will remember that he screwed up with Mr. Showtime and he will believe he is the real world champion of the loony bin. I will put him out so fast he jaw will never ever recover from the Season Ender he will be hit with. Then he will never remember what happen to him. So he better do his part. All I have to say.
Shade: Might be careful and watch your tongue, he maybe to tough for even you Showtime.
Mr. Showtime: I don’t care. I have faced bigger and badder then him. He can go screw him self calling him self the Real World Champion which he is not. He never even held the title let alone gets screwed of out of it. He can’t make that claim not matter that he is.
Fire: Yeah. Oh did you listen to Reck and Lance earlier?
Mr. Showtime: How can I not have?
Shade: Yeah they were every where on the television.
Mr. Showtime: Yeah they were.
Fire: Sorry. I didn’t realize that.
Mr. Showtime: It’s okay. I realize Lance wants me. I never knew how bad he wants me but he needs to know I am already married. He can’t have me. That freak, straight how calling that he has me in the match. He is just asking for it isn’t he?
Shade: (Interrupts) I don’t think he meant he wants you like that. I think he means he wants to kick your ass for hitting him in the jaw two weeks ago in his match with Lestat.
Mr. Showtime: (Shaking his head) I know what he wants to do. I have done explained my reasons. If he got a problem with that then he can kiss my ass. I don’t care if he wants me in a fight of any type. I will show him what I got. Look he can work out and drink all the diet coke he wants but he will learn that Dr. Pepper and Mr. Showtime is a way better team then that as well as Reck Maverick and Diet Pepsi.
The both have a good chuckle.
Mr. Showtime: Then got Reck Maverick still claiming I did nothing during that match. I did most of the damn work and he just crying like a PG baby. He can’t accept that his team was the weak link their. Look I have nothing personal issues with him but if he wants to call me evil. Well I don’t see a fairytale ending for him in the future. The Atomic Ninja will be atomic waste. I will turn this whole match rated R. The violence level will sky rocket and I will have every censor in the world coming after POW for this one. I am sure of this.
Fire: Don’t go that far. That will be too much.
Mr. Showtime: I am doing what needs to be done. I am not going to be a push over. I am tired of losing matches. I am straight forward. I will go through whom ever I need to. Fore Horsemen, Murderous Intent or many others. I will take them all down. I do not quiet. Only way for any of them to stop me is to kill me.
Fire: That’s what I am afraid of.
Shade: Showtime you’ve been known to leap before looking and get you self in trouble. A lot of your problems wouldn’t have happen if you just think a little before reacting.
Fire: Yeah. Lestat thing could have been avoided if you just thought about it.
Mr. Showtime: (Sighs)Then it just isn’t me. Look if I thought about it. I would never asked Fire out in the first place. I thought I wasn’t good enough and if I would have thought about it. I would have backed off but I didn’t. So you can say I just jumped into the fire.
Smiles looking at them as they disapprove the bad pun he made. The smile on Mr. Showtime fades away as he shakes his own head.
Mr. Showtime: If I didn’t react the way I have. I wouldn’t be here in wrestling and with Fire.
Fire: But you have no allies in POW because of your outburst.
Mr. Showtime: I couldn’t care less about that. I am not there to make friends. I am there to do a job where I can kick some ass and look good at it. I got you and everything that any man could want. Now I have set a new goal for gold and I will get it in one fashion or another. Now let’s have some fun and not worry about the match right now. All will be fine and thanks for supporting me. I will continue to be here for you two. Once I get my hands on some blood in this upcoming match. I will be satisfied for a while.
Fire: You have change still.
Fire gets up and walks to the door. She slides the door open and walk through them and back through the kitchen. Mr. Showtime looks confused and lowers his head. He turns to walk after her put slips again to his back. He land with a thud as Shade laughs going back to the pool area. Mr. Showtime gets up with the help of the table beside him. He pulls off the towel cape and puts it down. He walks back inside wanting to go talk to Fire alone for a bit and smooth things over. The scene fades to black.
Shade: Hey there Fire.
Fire: Hey Shade. What’s going on?
Shade: Not much. Still haven’t been able to talk to Lestat much of lately. I want to make sure he is okay and doing well. Some one like him will destroy him self. Speaking of destroying one’s self where is your husband Mr. Showtime?
Fire: He’s up in our room changing. He will be down in a second.
Shade: I wonder if he heard both Lance Erickson and Reck Maverick speak recently. Oh boy that would set him off on another speech about this and that. I heard him speak earlier about this. He seems to be all into what he is saying about both of them and Lestat.
Fire: Well he did pull off a feet like none other. Taking out both Lestat and King Cobra by him self.
Shade: I know I saw that. I feel bad for Lestat but I have to say it was awesome match that really fit Mr. Showtime.
Fire: I know. I hate that he doesn’t still trust Lestat yet.
Shade: I know but it will be over soon enough and we’ll all be back to normal. You’ll see
Suddenly they look over to the door. As Mr. Showtime stands in the door way wearing a ninja mask with black dickie shorts with a towel around his neck. He looks pretty silly as he stands there with his hands on his hips doing a superhero pose for everyone around. Fire widens her eyes and Shade can only shake his head not believing what he is seeing before his eyes right in front of him.
Mr. Showtime: (Shouts) I am MR. NINJA-TIME!
Both Fire and Shade have a surprised and shocked look while being disgusted at the same time. Mr. Showtime jumps up and runs to them. Shade moves to the side as the wet deck slips Mr. Showtime up. Mr. Showtime falls straight to his back slamming on the deck and looks to them. Fire breaks into laughter as Shade tries not to laugh as well. He holds out a hand to help Mr. Showtime get up. Mr. Showtime takes his hand and pulls him self up. He breaths hard as he reaches to the back of the mask and unties it to release it and pulls it off and puts it on the table.
Fire: You deserve that.
Mr. Showtime: Oh be quiet both of you. I was trying to be a ninja for a day to get inside the head of one Atomic Ninja Reck Maverick. He seems to have some mystical power to him.
Shade: He is just well trained person.
Mr. Showtime: No. He has powers. I’ve seen it happen before. He is like the new breed of Power Rangers or something. He is powerful. Might be a mistake to take him on.
Shade: Are you second guessing your self?
Mr. Showtime: (Laughs) No. I was just kidding only. I could take him any day.
Fire: You had us worried for a second.
Mr. Showtime: Sorry but I won’t let Atomic Ninja and the pissed off Lance Erikson beat me down. I will be the one giving the beat down in that ring on the eve of Supermania three. Looks like Flying Diamond Cutter Man won’t tell me if he is all in or not. Heck I don’t know if he will show up at this point.
Fire: That would be a shame if he didn’t. Leave you out their hanging all by your self.
Shade: Reck and Lance is not like King Cobra and Lestat. These are wrestlers who perfected their shit a little longer then anyone else here, their top tier here.
Mr. Showtime: (Laughs again) Like I care? They claim to be the best but we will see when I face them alone. I will be the lone warrior. I have over come greater odds before. I can certainly do it again. Look what I did in my last match. I carried it all the way my self. Pickles was no help. He may have all the money he wants but he doesn’t have the talent.
Shade: Don’t have to remind us.
Mr. Showtime: Yes I do. I love remembering what I did but your right in a sense that I need to look forward to this match I am in soon.
Fire: Yeah. It will be up hill if Flying Diamond Cutter Man is of any help.
Mr. Showtime: He better be a damn help or he will remember that he screwed up with Mr. Showtime and he will believe he is the real world champion of the loony bin. I will put him out so fast he jaw will never ever recover from the Season Ender he will be hit with. Then he will never remember what happen to him. So he better do his part. All I have to say.
Shade: Might be careful and watch your tongue, he maybe to tough for even you Showtime.
Mr. Showtime: I don’t care. I have faced bigger and badder then him. He can go screw him self calling him self the Real World Champion which he is not. He never even held the title let alone gets screwed of out of it. He can’t make that claim not matter that he is.
Fire: Yeah. Oh did you listen to Reck and Lance earlier?
Mr. Showtime: How can I not have?
Shade: Yeah they were every where on the television.
Mr. Showtime: Yeah they were.
Fire: Sorry. I didn’t realize that.
Mr. Showtime: It’s okay. I realize Lance wants me. I never knew how bad he wants me but he needs to know I am already married. He can’t have me. That freak, straight how calling that he has me in the match. He is just asking for it isn’t he?
Shade: (Interrupts) I don’t think he meant he wants you like that. I think he means he wants to kick your ass for hitting him in the jaw two weeks ago in his match with Lestat.
Mr. Showtime: (Shaking his head) I know what he wants to do. I have done explained my reasons. If he got a problem with that then he can kiss my ass. I don’t care if he wants me in a fight of any type. I will show him what I got. Look he can work out and drink all the diet coke he wants but he will learn that Dr. Pepper and Mr. Showtime is a way better team then that as well as Reck Maverick and Diet Pepsi.
The both have a good chuckle.
Mr. Showtime: Then got Reck Maverick still claiming I did nothing during that match. I did most of the damn work and he just crying like a PG baby. He can’t accept that his team was the weak link their. Look I have nothing personal issues with him but if he wants to call me evil. Well I don’t see a fairytale ending for him in the future. The Atomic Ninja will be atomic waste. I will turn this whole match rated R. The violence level will sky rocket and I will have every censor in the world coming after POW for this one. I am sure of this.
Fire: Don’t go that far. That will be too much.
Mr. Showtime: I am doing what needs to be done. I am not going to be a push over. I am tired of losing matches. I am straight forward. I will go through whom ever I need to. Fore Horsemen, Murderous Intent or many others. I will take them all down. I do not quiet. Only way for any of them to stop me is to kill me.
Fire: That’s what I am afraid of.
Shade: Showtime you’ve been known to leap before looking and get you self in trouble. A lot of your problems wouldn’t have happen if you just think a little before reacting.
Fire: Yeah. Lestat thing could have been avoided if you just thought about it.
Mr. Showtime: (Sighs)Then it just isn’t me. Look if I thought about it. I would never asked Fire out in the first place. I thought I wasn’t good enough and if I would have thought about it. I would have backed off but I didn’t. So you can say I just jumped into the fire.
Smiles looking at them as they disapprove the bad pun he made. The smile on Mr. Showtime fades away as he shakes his own head.
Mr. Showtime: If I didn’t react the way I have. I wouldn’t be here in wrestling and with Fire.
Fire: But you have no allies in POW because of your outburst.
Mr. Showtime: I couldn’t care less about that. I am not there to make friends. I am there to do a job where I can kick some ass and look good at it. I got you and everything that any man could want. Now I have set a new goal for gold and I will get it in one fashion or another. Now let’s have some fun and not worry about the match right now. All will be fine and thanks for supporting me. I will continue to be here for you two. Once I get my hands on some blood in this upcoming match. I will be satisfied for a while.
Fire: You have change still.
Fire gets up and walks to the door. She slides the door open and walk through them and back through the kitchen. Mr. Showtime looks confused and lowers his head. He turns to walk after her put slips again to his back. He land with a thud as Shade laughs going back to the pool area. Mr. Showtime gets up with the help of the table beside him. He pulls off the towel cape and puts it down. He walks back inside wanting to go talk to Fire alone for a bit and smooth things over. The scene fades to black.
