Post by R. Aiden Torres on May 14, 2007 3:20:56 GMT -6
The scene opens up to Mr. Showtime and Fire inside his black BMW z4 roadster that she got him along time ago. It’s a bright clear day out as they drive and laugh. Fire is wearing a black tanktop with some black jeans on while Mr. Showtime wears some blue faded jeans with an old UWW logo shirt that he still has from back in the days when he worked in the UWW. Both of them wear their hair back in a pony tail style as they relax and take a drive down the Pacific Coast Highway in California. The Ramus’s No Fear song is playing on the CD player in his car. They both kind of sing a long with out making a sound. Knowing its good for everyone’s hearing that they shouldn’t be allowed to sing a loud. The song soon comes to an end. Mr. Showtime slows to a stop coming to a red light bring in Santa Monica at the moment.
Mr. Showtime: Did you see what happen with my last match against Lestat and King Cobra?
Fire: Of course. I was in back watching you on the monitors. I can’t say I was to happy with you still going after Lestat.
Mr. Showtime: Of course. You’re never happy with that.
Fire: Would you just drop it with Lestat already?
Mr. Showtime: Not the point I was getting at. Would you just listen?
Fire: Sounded more like a question to me.
Mr. Showtime: Yes but then you went rambling off about Lestat and that stuff. Not what I was getting at.
Fire: Then what were you getting at?
Mr. Showtime: (Pauses) Well I done forgot what my point was.
Fire: Just like you to always forget your own point… It will come to you in a second.
Mr. Showtime: (Begins driving as the light goes green.) Oh yeah I remember. You saw how I dominated that match and had really no help from Nick Pickles.
Fire: Yes you did carry that match.
Mr. Showtime: Yes. I believe I finally made a statement loud and clear to the back. I am not to be trifled with. I lifted Lestat and slammed him down to the mat hitting the Fallen then see King Cobra coming at me from the side of my eye. React with a Season Ender. Then one, two and three.
Fire: Actually impressive.
Mr. Showtime: I know. Now I got to prove it once more.
Fire: You mean your tag team match with you again partner Flying Diamond Cutter Man.
Mr. Showtime: Yes for a second time. They put me in all these tag matches with all these mix match partners when there is only one partner for me. That’s you.
Fire: You seem to be doing better with others.
Mr. Showtime: Don’t mind that. This whole thing with Lestat refocused my passion and life for this business. I see clearly now what I need to do to make it now. I need to be faster, smarter and stronger. I am sorry I had to focus on Lestat to bring this about in me but it is well needed change. Next time we challenge for the tag team gold. I will not let you down. We will bring home the gold once more. Then we can be like what we were in BWF. The best of the best.
Fire: Yeah I guess so.
Mr. Showtime: Isn’t that what you want?
Fire: (Pauses) Ask me later on that.
Mr. Showtime: Alright. I will ask you later on that.
Fire: Now you got Lance and Reck to worry about. Focus your attention on them now.
Mr. Showtime: Yeah sure. Where would I need to start about them? Lance who hates my guts for costing him a match or Reck who called me lazy? There both four horsemen but who really cares about that? Not me.
Fire: Start on Lance I guess.
Mr. Showtime: Umm okay. Well I did what I did to Lance because he shoved me around. He needed to learn to respect the now and future of wrestling. You do not get in my face and shove me and think you will get away with something like that. It’s not going to be that way. Now he going on how he lost to Lestat whining and crying like a little bitch he is. Now he wants to fight some one. Well I say bring it. Let’s fight on this one. If he has anger on me for something that he brought on him self. He must be ready to fall to likes of me again.
He stops at another stop light and waits for it.
Mr. Showtime: As for Reck Maverick the atomic ninja. I have no beef with him beside him called me lazy when we had our match. He claims I did nothing but sit back and was the reason why we lost that time. Well I can tell you right now I wasn’t the weakest link. His buddy the Legion Soldier was the one who feel to Murderous Intent but that’s all past now. The record books count it as a loss but I was one who didn’t have the fall counted against me. So he can claim he is the best but he will have to prove it. Reck I wish we can meet under a different term, Maybe one day one on one. Respect is optional in that one. If you want to make it personal I am right here waiting for you either way.
Fire: What if they bring their buddies ring side?
Mr. Showtime: Let them. Just mean that can’t beat me fairly in this game. It will be four against two. I like those odds. Let them throw everything they have at me. It will mean nothing. I will swat them down. Reck, Lance, Big Ci and Dave Hunter. I will cut threw them like cheese but I will not. Only one I have a problem with is Lance. That’s just because he has a problem with me. So I am going to show him how bad his problem is. I am willing to over look it if he just drops this whining bit he is doing. The world will be better off.
Fire: You can whine too.
Mr. Showtime: Sometimes but not all the times.
Fire: No. You do it often.
Mr. Showtime: You imaging things dear. You need to see a psycho doctor to check you’re heard.
Fire: You know what? That was uncalled for.
Mr. Showtime: (Sighs) Sorry. I am just boiling over at the moment.
Fire: Then clam your self down. Look we’ve been working hard at patching our relationship on how rocky it’s been. Don’t undo everything we’ve done this fast.
Mr. Showtime: I know but just get going and I need to slow my self down now and then and realign my self to who I need to be. Once I am in that ring this time I will let go and destroy everyone in their. Including Flying Diamond Cutter Man if he gets in my way.
Fire: Last you thing you need is for more people to hate you. You don’t really have any allies here.
Mr. Showtime: Besides you I really don’t need anyone. I can handle my self or go down fighting. I am not afraid to admit there are better people then me but it doesn’t mean I will give up. I have a true spirit of a fighting champion. That’s why I am pissed they gave Nick Pickles a shot and not me.
Fire: Yeah I see your point. I would be pissed as well.
Mr. Showtime: I powered through two people and have wins over everyone in this tournament. Yet they can’t give me one little shot for the title. What’s so interesting about Nick Pickles to give him a shot over me? I have a way better record then him. He just was throwing money around.
Fire: That’s all it takes with some people.
Mr. Showtime: Then POW officials clearly suck major ass. They need to figure something out or I will go to management and make them recognize my talent first hand. Then maybe I will get the shot I deserve. Right now I need to focus at matters that need my attention first.
Fire: Good. Let’s stop for food.
Mr. Showtime: You know I am hungry too.
He looks around for a place to eat. He smiles seeing a nice restaurant. He slows down and moves to the middle lane. He turns on the blinkers and drives in. He parks the car and smiles as he gets out. He closes his door and walks around to the passenger side of the door. He leans down and opens it for his wife Fire. She gets out of the car and Mr. Showtime closes the door behind her. He smiles as they walk off. The car beeps as the alarm is turned out. The scene fades out.
Mr. Showtime: Did you see what happen with my last match against Lestat and King Cobra?
Fire: Of course. I was in back watching you on the monitors. I can’t say I was to happy with you still going after Lestat.
Mr. Showtime: Of course. You’re never happy with that.
Fire: Would you just drop it with Lestat already?
Mr. Showtime: Not the point I was getting at. Would you just listen?
Fire: Sounded more like a question to me.
Mr. Showtime: Yes but then you went rambling off about Lestat and that stuff. Not what I was getting at.
Fire: Then what were you getting at?
Mr. Showtime: (Pauses) Well I done forgot what my point was.
Fire: Just like you to always forget your own point… It will come to you in a second.
Mr. Showtime: (Begins driving as the light goes green.) Oh yeah I remember. You saw how I dominated that match and had really no help from Nick Pickles.
Fire: Yes you did carry that match.
Mr. Showtime: Yes. I believe I finally made a statement loud and clear to the back. I am not to be trifled with. I lifted Lestat and slammed him down to the mat hitting the Fallen then see King Cobra coming at me from the side of my eye. React with a Season Ender. Then one, two and three.
Fire: Actually impressive.
Mr. Showtime: I know. Now I got to prove it once more.
Fire: You mean your tag team match with you again partner Flying Diamond Cutter Man.
Mr. Showtime: Yes for a second time. They put me in all these tag matches with all these mix match partners when there is only one partner for me. That’s you.
Fire: You seem to be doing better with others.
Mr. Showtime: Don’t mind that. This whole thing with Lestat refocused my passion and life for this business. I see clearly now what I need to do to make it now. I need to be faster, smarter and stronger. I am sorry I had to focus on Lestat to bring this about in me but it is well needed change. Next time we challenge for the tag team gold. I will not let you down. We will bring home the gold once more. Then we can be like what we were in BWF. The best of the best.
Fire: Yeah I guess so.
Mr. Showtime: Isn’t that what you want?
Fire: (Pauses) Ask me later on that.
Mr. Showtime: Alright. I will ask you later on that.
Fire: Now you got Lance and Reck to worry about. Focus your attention on them now.
Mr. Showtime: Yeah sure. Where would I need to start about them? Lance who hates my guts for costing him a match or Reck who called me lazy? There both four horsemen but who really cares about that? Not me.
Fire: Start on Lance I guess.
Mr. Showtime: Umm okay. Well I did what I did to Lance because he shoved me around. He needed to learn to respect the now and future of wrestling. You do not get in my face and shove me and think you will get away with something like that. It’s not going to be that way. Now he going on how he lost to Lestat whining and crying like a little bitch he is. Now he wants to fight some one. Well I say bring it. Let’s fight on this one. If he has anger on me for something that he brought on him self. He must be ready to fall to likes of me again.
He stops at another stop light and waits for it.
Mr. Showtime: As for Reck Maverick the atomic ninja. I have no beef with him beside him called me lazy when we had our match. He claims I did nothing but sit back and was the reason why we lost that time. Well I can tell you right now I wasn’t the weakest link. His buddy the Legion Soldier was the one who feel to Murderous Intent but that’s all past now. The record books count it as a loss but I was one who didn’t have the fall counted against me. So he can claim he is the best but he will have to prove it. Reck I wish we can meet under a different term, Maybe one day one on one. Respect is optional in that one. If you want to make it personal I am right here waiting for you either way.
Fire: What if they bring their buddies ring side?
Mr. Showtime: Let them. Just mean that can’t beat me fairly in this game. It will be four against two. I like those odds. Let them throw everything they have at me. It will mean nothing. I will swat them down. Reck, Lance, Big Ci and Dave Hunter. I will cut threw them like cheese but I will not. Only one I have a problem with is Lance. That’s just because he has a problem with me. So I am going to show him how bad his problem is. I am willing to over look it if he just drops this whining bit he is doing. The world will be better off.
Fire: You can whine too.
Mr. Showtime: Sometimes but not all the times.
Fire: No. You do it often.
Mr. Showtime: You imaging things dear. You need to see a psycho doctor to check you’re heard.
Fire: You know what? That was uncalled for.
Mr. Showtime: (Sighs) Sorry. I am just boiling over at the moment.
Fire: Then clam your self down. Look we’ve been working hard at patching our relationship on how rocky it’s been. Don’t undo everything we’ve done this fast.
Mr. Showtime: I know but just get going and I need to slow my self down now and then and realign my self to who I need to be. Once I am in that ring this time I will let go and destroy everyone in their. Including Flying Diamond Cutter Man if he gets in my way.
Fire: Last you thing you need is for more people to hate you. You don’t really have any allies here.
Mr. Showtime: Besides you I really don’t need anyone. I can handle my self or go down fighting. I am not afraid to admit there are better people then me but it doesn’t mean I will give up. I have a true spirit of a fighting champion. That’s why I am pissed they gave Nick Pickles a shot and not me.
Fire: Yeah I see your point. I would be pissed as well.
Mr. Showtime: I powered through two people and have wins over everyone in this tournament. Yet they can’t give me one little shot for the title. What’s so interesting about Nick Pickles to give him a shot over me? I have a way better record then him. He just was throwing money around.
Fire: That’s all it takes with some people.
Mr. Showtime: Then POW officials clearly suck major ass. They need to figure something out or I will go to management and make them recognize my talent first hand. Then maybe I will get the shot I deserve. Right now I need to focus at matters that need my attention first.
Fire: Good. Let’s stop for food.
Mr. Showtime: You know I am hungry too.
He looks around for a place to eat. He smiles seeing a nice restaurant. He slows down and moves to the middle lane. He turns on the blinkers and drives in. He parks the car and smiles as he gets out. He closes his door and walks around to the passenger side of the door. He leans down and opens it for his wife Fire. She gets out of the car and Mr. Showtime closes the door behind her. He smiles as they walk off. The car beeps as the alarm is turned out. The scene fades out.
