Post by Fire on May 8, 2007 17:59:51 GMT -6
Thescene fades in showing Lestat, he is wearing a black beanie, dark blue jeans and a local band named Art of Chaos promotional shirt, leaning against a dark red brick wall of a building which cannot be fully seen at this time. Lestat smiles a devilish grin to the camera.
Lestat: I was wondering if you would be able to find me. This place is out of the way and very untraveled.
The camera pans up the side of the building. Some windows with a thin white curtain hanging inside are seen. As he continues to pan up the sky comes into view. It is a dark dreary day, the clouds look like they could burst with rain any minute. The camera pans back down to Lestat.
Lestat: You are wondering where we are as you should be. You will find no sign on the building anywhere. This is a place that even Mr. Showtime and Fire have never been to. This is the building I grew up in. It is actually not that far away from the Showtime Gym. I could walk there in only a few minutes. I guess you would say it is about a block and a half away from here.
I am sure you are wondering why I have brought you to the place where I grew up. It is simple really. I am getting in touch with my true self the eager too win by any means, the eager to please the fans, the eager to just let everyone have it no matter who they were. Ah the days when things went smoothly when the worries you had could be consoled by a parent or trusted friend. Now a look at me I have messed things up so badly that Shade may not be able to bail me out this time. (Shakes head) I do not know what I am going to do. I must put this behind me and make a mends but how do I do that when I have to face Showtime week after week. I have done all he has asked and I still have to meet him in that squared circle. I have stopped talking to Fire as much. I speak to her maybe once a week if that. I have moved back to my home and away from theirs. I must admit I do however miss having her advice. Showtime you are lucky your wife is very smart and can help many people with her friendly advice. You also have Shade on your side and he has helped me out of a many bad decision. So all the cards are in your court in that matter, but this week in the ring I am not going to let you get the better of me with that damned Season Ender. If you must use it then use it on Nick Pickles. It has been some time since he has had a face full of your foot. I know you will not do that because he is your partner, but I can hope that he gets out of line and you give him one.
There were so many great fights between you and Nick Pickles it is a shame that you two are going to have to try and forget about all the times you beat each other up. How do you just put all that behind you? Is it because that I and King Cobra are going to be on the other side of the ring? Is it because you are still blinded by hate or has that passed now? How can you forgive Nick for all the things you two have went through, but still strongly dislike me for falling in love with the best girl on earth? Now I do not know how you can manage that, but please if you would like to fill us all in on how you can team up with Nick Pickles let us know. How many times have you two been at each others troughs? I do not think anyone can count that high without getting board out of their minds. Then there is that little fact that Nick Pickles could be one of the ones getting a chance at the title and go on to face JTN. Do you really think he should be doing this? Why not put him out and take his place. That title has your name wrote all over it. It was made for you Mr. Showtime. So why let someone else take all the glory especially when you can take it for yourself. Destroy your partner and take his place. Direct the dislike you have for me and use it on him. Use it to take what should be yours. Take that gold and put it around your waist. I know you have not forgotten what it is like to have the gold. I can think of no one else that title is more suited for then you. Do not misunderstand me. However, I would love to get my hands on that gold as well. Heck I would love to get my hands on JTN and it seems that this match with the belts will be the only way I could do that. I cannot believe a guy with so much talent is calling it quits. What does he gain by retiring nothing, no more thrills of winning the gold, no more thrills of a new face wanting to take him down? Retirement is thrill less and maybe he will realize this after a few months and make a return. I guess we will just have to wait and see on that.
As if the clouds themselves have burst open rain starts too poor down drenching everything insight. The rain is large and fat as if it had been waiting and collecting more water just for this assault on all dry things. Lestat shakes his head and walks around the building to an old wood door. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a single key. He unlocks the door and walks in, and he motions for the camera man to join him inside where it is dry. The camera man hurries in. The camera goes black for a few minutes as the camera man wipes off the camera making sure nothing is damaged. The camera fades back in as Lestat flips on the light to the room they are in. The room is very dusty and there are many broken objects in the room. There is a single chair with blood stains on it. Somehow it managed to advert all destruction. Lestat walks to that very chair and puts his hands on it.
Lestat: This chair is full of memories. Memories I wish to forget but cannot.
Camera Man: What happened in here? It looks like someone got mad and destroyed everything but that chair. Did you do all of this?
Lestat: Yes I did all of this. I wanted to destroy all that I have been threw that was bad in this house, but I failed. I cannot destroy this chair where my punishments would take place. The chair where my mother injected her last dose of drugs as my father laughed at her pathetic meaningless life. Years later this chair would also see my father’s death. He suffered a gunshot wound the bullet passed right between the bastard’s eyes. This thing has seen much pain and suffering yet it still stands. I do not destroy it because in a way I am like it is. I have seen much pain and suffering but through it all I still remain.
Camera Man: Why do you keep this place if it is where both of your parents died?
Lestat: Simple really. I keep it because there are not all bad memories here. I shall show you a place where there was good.
Lestat walks up the stairs with the camera man following. Lestat takes a few steps away from the stairs to let the camera man up. The camera pans around the hall. There are three doors one on the left, one on the right and one at the end of the hall. The doors to the left and right look like they are ready to fall off the hinges. Lestat walks past them not even looking to them. He opens the door at the end of the hall and motions to the camera man. He hurries down the hall and rejoins Lestat.
Lestat: This is the room where I could escape everything, and dream of becoming a superstar wrestler.
Lestat walks into the room and smiles. The camera pans around the room, unlike the rest of the house this room is very clean and undamaged. There are many wrestling posters of local wrestlers and many action figures of well-known superstars. There are also a small twin size bed, a dresser, and a night stand. On the night stand there is a clock that shows the time is 12:05pm, also there is a photo but it is lying down so we do not see who is on the front. Lestat walks and sits down on the bed.
Camera Man: Is that a picture of Fire there on the night stand? Why is this room so clean?
Lestat: You do not pay much attention do you. This is the room of good memories so I make sure it stays clean. Yes it is a picture of Fire, Mr. Showtime and myself. It was taken a few weeks after we became friends.
Camera Man: I am sure the fans would love to see what you three looked like then. Why don’t you show them?
Lestat: The fans at POW? (Laughs) Yeah right. They are worried more about their champion Sensational Shawn Stevens then Fire, Showtime and me.
Camera Man: Yes they are interested in the champ, but they are also showing interest in you and Showtime and Fire. They want to know more about what makes you three tick.
Lestat: I think it is you who are so interested in us. You seem to want to learn about us. Are you making the same mistake I did and falling for Mr. Showtime’s wife Fire?
Camera Man: No of course not. I have done seen what he does to those who go after her. Besides she is not my kind of girl. She’s to gothic for me. I like the blonds.
Lestat: Ah so you like the dumb ones. I guess that would suit you better.
Camera Man: Not all blonds are stupid.
Lestat: Did say they were, I said the dumb ones suited you better? This is not why am here though. I am here to regain the strength I had back then to let nothing affect me. So I do believe it is time for you to show yourself out.
The camera man nods while he is nodding Lestat pulls out his cell phone and starts dialing.
Lestat: Hey Shade. Meet me at my parent’s place. I need some help with something.
The camera fades to black while Lestat continues to talk to Shade on his cell phone.
Lestat: I was wondering if you would be able to find me. This place is out of the way and very untraveled.
The camera pans up the side of the building. Some windows with a thin white curtain hanging inside are seen. As he continues to pan up the sky comes into view. It is a dark dreary day, the clouds look like they could burst with rain any minute. The camera pans back down to Lestat.
Lestat: You are wondering where we are as you should be. You will find no sign on the building anywhere. This is a place that even Mr. Showtime and Fire have never been to. This is the building I grew up in. It is actually not that far away from the Showtime Gym. I could walk there in only a few minutes. I guess you would say it is about a block and a half away from here.
I am sure you are wondering why I have brought you to the place where I grew up. It is simple really. I am getting in touch with my true self the eager too win by any means, the eager to please the fans, the eager to just let everyone have it no matter who they were. Ah the days when things went smoothly when the worries you had could be consoled by a parent or trusted friend. Now a look at me I have messed things up so badly that Shade may not be able to bail me out this time. (Shakes head) I do not know what I am going to do. I must put this behind me and make a mends but how do I do that when I have to face Showtime week after week. I have done all he has asked and I still have to meet him in that squared circle. I have stopped talking to Fire as much. I speak to her maybe once a week if that. I have moved back to my home and away from theirs. I must admit I do however miss having her advice. Showtime you are lucky your wife is very smart and can help many people with her friendly advice. You also have Shade on your side and he has helped me out of a many bad decision. So all the cards are in your court in that matter, but this week in the ring I am not going to let you get the better of me with that damned Season Ender. If you must use it then use it on Nick Pickles. It has been some time since he has had a face full of your foot. I know you will not do that because he is your partner, but I can hope that he gets out of line and you give him one.
There were so many great fights between you and Nick Pickles it is a shame that you two are going to have to try and forget about all the times you beat each other up. How do you just put all that behind you? Is it because that I and King Cobra are going to be on the other side of the ring? Is it because you are still blinded by hate or has that passed now? How can you forgive Nick for all the things you two have went through, but still strongly dislike me for falling in love with the best girl on earth? Now I do not know how you can manage that, but please if you would like to fill us all in on how you can team up with Nick Pickles let us know. How many times have you two been at each others troughs? I do not think anyone can count that high without getting board out of their minds. Then there is that little fact that Nick Pickles could be one of the ones getting a chance at the title and go on to face JTN. Do you really think he should be doing this? Why not put him out and take his place. That title has your name wrote all over it. It was made for you Mr. Showtime. So why let someone else take all the glory especially when you can take it for yourself. Destroy your partner and take his place. Direct the dislike you have for me and use it on him. Use it to take what should be yours. Take that gold and put it around your waist. I know you have not forgotten what it is like to have the gold. I can think of no one else that title is more suited for then you. Do not misunderstand me. However, I would love to get my hands on that gold as well. Heck I would love to get my hands on JTN and it seems that this match with the belts will be the only way I could do that. I cannot believe a guy with so much talent is calling it quits. What does he gain by retiring nothing, no more thrills of winning the gold, no more thrills of a new face wanting to take him down? Retirement is thrill less and maybe he will realize this after a few months and make a return. I guess we will just have to wait and see on that.
As if the clouds themselves have burst open rain starts too poor down drenching everything insight. The rain is large and fat as if it had been waiting and collecting more water just for this assault on all dry things. Lestat shakes his head and walks around the building to an old wood door. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a single key. He unlocks the door and walks in, and he motions for the camera man to join him inside where it is dry. The camera man hurries in. The camera goes black for a few minutes as the camera man wipes off the camera making sure nothing is damaged. The camera fades back in as Lestat flips on the light to the room they are in. The room is very dusty and there are many broken objects in the room. There is a single chair with blood stains on it. Somehow it managed to advert all destruction. Lestat walks to that very chair and puts his hands on it.
Lestat: This chair is full of memories. Memories I wish to forget but cannot.
Camera Man: What happened in here? It looks like someone got mad and destroyed everything but that chair. Did you do all of this?
Lestat: Yes I did all of this. I wanted to destroy all that I have been threw that was bad in this house, but I failed. I cannot destroy this chair where my punishments would take place. The chair where my mother injected her last dose of drugs as my father laughed at her pathetic meaningless life. Years later this chair would also see my father’s death. He suffered a gunshot wound the bullet passed right between the bastard’s eyes. This thing has seen much pain and suffering yet it still stands. I do not destroy it because in a way I am like it is. I have seen much pain and suffering but through it all I still remain.
Camera Man: Why do you keep this place if it is where both of your parents died?
Lestat: Simple really. I keep it because there are not all bad memories here. I shall show you a place where there was good.
Lestat walks up the stairs with the camera man following. Lestat takes a few steps away from the stairs to let the camera man up. The camera pans around the hall. There are three doors one on the left, one on the right and one at the end of the hall. The doors to the left and right look like they are ready to fall off the hinges. Lestat walks past them not even looking to them. He opens the door at the end of the hall and motions to the camera man. He hurries down the hall and rejoins Lestat.
Lestat: This is the room where I could escape everything, and dream of becoming a superstar wrestler.
Lestat walks into the room and smiles. The camera pans around the room, unlike the rest of the house this room is very clean and undamaged. There are many wrestling posters of local wrestlers and many action figures of well-known superstars. There are also a small twin size bed, a dresser, and a night stand. On the night stand there is a clock that shows the time is 12:05pm, also there is a photo but it is lying down so we do not see who is on the front. Lestat walks and sits down on the bed.
Camera Man: Is that a picture of Fire there on the night stand? Why is this room so clean?
Lestat: You do not pay much attention do you. This is the room of good memories so I make sure it stays clean. Yes it is a picture of Fire, Mr. Showtime and myself. It was taken a few weeks after we became friends.
Camera Man: I am sure the fans would love to see what you three looked like then. Why don’t you show them?
Lestat: The fans at POW? (Laughs) Yeah right. They are worried more about their champion Sensational Shawn Stevens then Fire, Showtime and me.
Camera Man: Yes they are interested in the champ, but they are also showing interest in you and Showtime and Fire. They want to know more about what makes you three tick.
Lestat: I think it is you who are so interested in us. You seem to want to learn about us. Are you making the same mistake I did and falling for Mr. Showtime’s wife Fire?
Camera Man: No of course not. I have done seen what he does to those who go after her. Besides she is not my kind of girl. She’s to gothic for me. I like the blonds.
Lestat: Ah so you like the dumb ones. I guess that would suit you better.
Camera Man: Not all blonds are stupid.
Lestat: Did say they were, I said the dumb ones suited you better? This is not why am here though. I am here to regain the strength I had back then to let nothing affect me. So I do believe it is time for you to show yourself out.
The camera man nods while he is nodding Lestat pulls out his cell phone and starts dialing.
Lestat: Hey Shade. Meet me at my parent’s place. I need some help with something.
The camera fades to black while Lestat continues to talk to Shade on his cell phone.
