Post by The VNB on Jan 25, 2007 12:15:40 GMT -5
Darkness, still threatening, it hangs in the air outside of the front door of a lone apartment building. One lone man stands in front of the apartment door looking intently into the night and smoking the butt of a Marlboro. A few more moment pass, And the man then turns to make his way into the apartment.
The rather large man covers his nose due to the smell as he heads inside. Carefully the man tries to sidestep all the trash on the floor. The broken plates, glass, random rotting pieces of food. The man appears to be looking for something, Or someone, And he then realizes that there is currently another light source coming from inside the room, instead of the only light coming in through the window from the neon sign attached to the 24 hour motel across the street. The man struggles to find the light source as he finds it coming from a TV laying on the floor. The casing is off the TV as the wires are seen hanging everywhere, held together by chewing gum and duct tape, we can see the black and white screen's vertical hold is jumping wildly. The man then struggles to round an old, massively beat up and torn recliner chair and sits on a bed that you can plainly see has stains from god only knows what. You can now also plainly see that another man is in the room, Sitting in the recliner. You also see that man on the recliners leg appears to be broken due to the large while cast around it. A few more moments of silence pass, And finally the man in the recliner begins to speak...
So... It appears your plan to get Halo into the XVI failed miserably. I sort of figured it would. She is nothing but a big chicken shit. I bet is she is scared to death of "our" Halo.
The other man, Still sitting on the stained bed appears to have not heard a word his friend has said. He just continues to stare off into space as if deep in thought. After a few tense moments, The words finally begin to flow.
A chicken shit you say? No, She just isn't as gullible as I thought she was. I give her credit for that. Just as we do, The DOA has many enemies, She is just playing it smart and not jumping into anything without being sure it is all on the level.
Whatever... I still think she is dumb as a goat. Actually, She sort of looks like a goat. But anyway, Why are we still here in this dump? It failed, Lets go the hell home.
The man on the bed looks as if he considers this for a moment, But then shakes his head no and...
No, It hasn't failed just yet. I just need to find a new way to go about this. So I want to stay here a bit longer. No one would ever expect us to be staying in this rat infested dump.
She is never going to go for this Dawg, Not in a million years. She is nothing more than a bad sidekick to Corpse. She doesn't have the talent to do what you want.
A lot of people say you are nothing more than my sidekick...
The man in the recliner slowly raises up from his chair, He glares at the other man and...
I am a five time World Champion, Does that sound like a damn sidekick to you?
Exactly... You proved my point for me. Just because The Corpse and I do the majority of the talking, Hardly means that Halo and yourself are just sidekicks. Halo... She is truly an untapped talent. And I... I plan on tapping into that talent.
I am telling you, She is never going to go for it. I mean, I don't know why the hell you want to do this anyway.
Yes... She will go for it. Unlike yourself, Halo has been in The Corpse's shadow for way to long. And the only reward she has ever received is just simply getting pale from standing in his damn light. I am anything but ignorant, I am sure she longs for more, For better things. The truth of the matter is I can take anyone from The XVI, And use them to accomplish what I want. But Halo, She is vastly the most talented professional wrestler out their today. She would be the easiest to use. I know she wont fail... I want this done, Quick and easy so I can move on...
Dude... You have nothing left to prove, Just let it be. Our time is over...
The man on the bed slowly begins to shake his head no...
When I got into this business, I only wanted to accomplish one thing. And in a very brief period of time, I accomplished it. From there, I quickly grew board. And the one thing I wanted to accomplish, Quickly became four things. As of now, I have two left to go. Halo will help me with one, And as soon as your leg heals, You will help me with the other.
Ok... If you are so damn intent on doing this. Why don't you just go to Halo and try the direct approach?
The man on the bed begins to smirk, And then lets out a slight chuckle...
Please... Would you trust me if you were Halo?
Ah... Good point.
No, Halo would never trust me. I need her to sign a contract with The XVI. And once she does, She will quickly see the everyone will be gunning for her. You see, Just like us, Halo is a very big name. People will be gunning for her, Trying to knock her off the mountain. And when this all begins, She will quickly see the she needs allies. And when she sees this, It will leave her with one of only two choices. One, She will accept my business proposal. Or two... She will bring back The DOA, And continue to live in the large shadow The Corpse casts. And as I said before. I think she is ready to move onto bigger and better things. And we all know... I am much bigger, And much better.
Well man, Have you considered this... Do you know what is going to happen the minute. No, The hell with that... The SECOND people hear your name and our name in this federation? I am telling you, It will change the entire face of XVI. People will no longer give a damn about The World Championship. All they will be interested in is knocking you off once and for all. Brother, You have to realize. To some men, Beating you, Cleanly... Is bigger than any World Championship. And to put you out of commission... For GOOD. It just ain't going to get bigger than that.
The man on the bed smirks again for a moment. As if... He is taking in his own greatness. Finally...
Yes... I am VERY aware of that. But the fact of the matter is. I am retired. And I have every intent on staying retired till I get this bit of business done. You see, When it comes to the competitors here in The XVI. I have beaten damn near every one of them countless times. And to the ones I haven't defeated yet, That is just simply because I haven't faced them yet. And if I were to face them, I would then defeat them just as easily as I defeated all the others. But none of that really matters. I am retired, And I am not coming out of retirement, I enjoy it immensely.
Well then, Let me bring up two more points. And then, I will just let it ride. Number one, What about Mak? You two have never really gotten along if you know what I mean.
Makaveli knows better than to cross me. He knows I am more than capable of bringing this federation to its knees. If he goes by the motto of "Live and let live", Then we will be fine. And if he doesn't... I will break both of his legs. Now, What was the other point?
The other point is, Say this all works out. Halo agrees to your terms.... What about The Corpse? I am sure his ass wont be all that happy about this.
I've thought about that. To be honest, I haven't spoke to Corpse in years, Not since our tag match. But truth be known, It is common knowledge that The Corpse has never wanted anything to do with me, He tries to say as far away from me as he can. Which... Is good for him. I guess with him, Only time will tell. If he just simply stays out of my way, All will be well...
Moments pass, The moments then turn to minutes of silence. And then... Finally... The man on the bed once again speaks...
We will give it another week. If Halo doesn't show up by then. We will call this experiment a failure, And go home...
And on that note, The scene fades to black...
End.]
The rather large man covers his nose due to the smell as he heads inside. Carefully the man tries to sidestep all the trash on the floor. The broken plates, glass, random rotting pieces of food. The man appears to be looking for something, Or someone, And he then realizes that there is currently another light source coming from inside the room, instead of the only light coming in through the window from the neon sign attached to the 24 hour motel across the street. The man struggles to find the light source as he finds it coming from a TV laying on the floor. The casing is off the TV as the wires are seen hanging everywhere, held together by chewing gum and duct tape, we can see the black and white screen's vertical hold is jumping wildly. The man then struggles to round an old, massively beat up and torn recliner chair and sits on a bed that you can plainly see has stains from god only knows what. You can now also plainly see that another man is in the room, Sitting in the recliner. You also see that man on the recliners leg appears to be broken due to the large while cast around it. A few more moments of silence pass, And finally the man in the recliner begins to speak...
So... It appears your plan to get Halo into the XVI failed miserably. I sort of figured it would. She is nothing but a big chicken shit. I bet is she is scared to death of "our" Halo.
The other man, Still sitting on the stained bed appears to have not heard a word his friend has said. He just continues to stare off into space as if deep in thought. After a few tense moments, The words finally begin to flow.
A chicken shit you say? No, She just isn't as gullible as I thought she was. I give her credit for that. Just as we do, The DOA has many enemies, She is just playing it smart and not jumping into anything without being sure it is all on the level.
Whatever... I still think she is dumb as a goat. Actually, She sort of looks like a goat. But anyway, Why are we still here in this dump? It failed, Lets go the hell home.
The man on the bed looks as if he considers this for a moment, But then shakes his head no and...
No, It hasn't failed just yet. I just need to find a new way to go about this. So I want to stay here a bit longer. No one would ever expect us to be staying in this rat infested dump.
She is never going to go for this Dawg, Not in a million years. She is nothing more than a bad sidekick to Corpse. She doesn't have the talent to do what you want.
A lot of people say you are nothing more than my sidekick...
The man in the recliner slowly raises up from his chair, He glares at the other man and...
I am a five time World Champion, Does that sound like a damn sidekick to you?
Exactly... You proved my point for me. Just because The Corpse and I do the majority of the talking, Hardly means that Halo and yourself are just sidekicks. Halo... She is truly an untapped talent. And I... I plan on tapping into that talent.
I am telling you, She is never going to go for it. I mean, I don't know why the hell you want to do this anyway.
Yes... She will go for it. Unlike yourself, Halo has been in The Corpse's shadow for way to long. And the only reward she has ever received is just simply getting pale from standing in his damn light. I am anything but ignorant, I am sure she longs for more, For better things. The truth of the matter is I can take anyone from The XVI, And use them to accomplish what I want. But Halo, She is vastly the most talented professional wrestler out their today. She would be the easiest to use. I know she wont fail... I want this done, Quick and easy so I can move on...
Dude... You have nothing left to prove, Just let it be. Our time is over...
The man on the bed slowly begins to shake his head no...
When I got into this business, I only wanted to accomplish one thing. And in a very brief period of time, I accomplished it. From there, I quickly grew board. And the one thing I wanted to accomplish, Quickly became four things. As of now, I have two left to go. Halo will help me with one, And as soon as your leg heals, You will help me with the other.
Ok... If you are so damn intent on doing this. Why don't you just go to Halo and try the direct approach?
The man on the bed begins to smirk, And then lets out a slight chuckle...
Please... Would you trust me if you were Halo?
Ah... Good point.
No, Halo would never trust me. I need her to sign a contract with The XVI. And once she does, She will quickly see the everyone will be gunning for her. You see, Just like us, Halo is a very big name. People will be gunning for her, Trying to knock her off the mountain. And when this all begins, She will quickly see the she needs allies. And when she sees this, It will leave her with one of only two choices. One, She will accept my business proposal. Or two... She will bring back The DOA, And continue to live in the large shadow The Corpse casts. And as I said before. I think she is ready to move onto bigger and better things. And we all know... I am much bigger, And much better.
Well man, Have you considered this... Do you know what is going to happen the minute. No, The hell with that... The SECOND people hear your name and our name in this federation? I am telling you, It will change the entire face of XVI. People will no longer give a damn about The World Championship. All they will be interested in is knocking you off once and for all. Brother, You have to realize. To some men, Beating you, Cleanly... Is bigger than any World Championship. And to put you out of commission... For GOOD. It just ain't going to get bigger than that.
The man on the bed smirks again for a moment. As if... He is taking in his own greatness. Finally...
Yes... I am VERY aware of that. But the fact of the matter is. I am retired. And I have every intent on staying retired till I get this bit of business done. You see, When it comes to the competitors here in The XVI. I have beaten damn near every one of them countless times. And to the ones I haven't defeated yet, That is just simply because I haven't faced them yet. And if I were to face them, I would then defeat them just as easily as I defeated all the others. But none of that really matters. I am retired, And I am not coming out of retirement, I enjoy it immensely.
Well then, Let me bring up two more points. And then, I will just let it ride. Number one, What about Mak? You two have never really gotten along if you know what I mean.
Makaveli knows better than to cross me. He knows I am more than capable of bringing this federation to its knees. If he goes by the motto of "Live and let live", Then we will be fine. And if he doesn't... I will break both of his legs. Now, What was the other point?
The other point is, Say this all works out. Halo agrees to your terms.... What about The Corpse? I am sure his ass wont be all that happy about this.
I've thought about that. To be honest, I haven't spoke to Corpse in years, Not since our tag match. But truth be known, It is common knowledge that The Corpse has never wanted anything to do with me, He tries to say as far away from me as he can. Which... Is good for him. I guess with him, Only time will tell. If he just simply stays out of my way, All will be well...
Moments pass, The moments then turn to minutes of silence. And then... Finally... The man on the bed once again speaks...
We will give it another week. If Halo doesn't show up by then. We will call this experiment a failure, And go home...
And on that note, The scene fades to black...
End.]
