Post by prozac on Mar 1, 2007 19:57:55 GMT -5
We see a big building but have no idea what town, state or even country it is in at the moment. As we look inside and the camera pans around we hear a lot of noises like screaming, things being dropped, and loud footsteps like people running. As we can see it looks like a gym of sorts. It has a bunch of work out stations and even a couple of rings. A lot of people are in this building but we know known of them. The camera focuses on and zoom in on a in at the far end of the building. As we get closer we can here some words.
Voice:
COME ON DO SOMETHING, ANYTHIGN LIKE MAYBE MOVE
The camera focuses on the ring as two guys are fighting in it. Standing on the apron of the ring is a Prozac. Prozac is wearing a gray polo, blues jeans, and black sneakers.
Prozac:
MOVE COME ON IT’S NOT HARD
The camera focuses on one of the guys in the ring it is the Ritalin. He is against some unknown guy a little bigger them him and they are fighting each other and both men have blood pouring from their heads, noses, and mouths. Ritalin throws a straight right aiming for the guys face and it hit dead on.
Prozac:
Oh that was tragic. TIME TAKE A BREAK
Ritalin steps out of the ring and sits on a stool next to the ring and grabs a towel and wipes the blood and sweat off his face.
Prozac walks over to Ritalin.
Prozac:
your doing good.
The man Ritalin was just fighting walks over. Heavily breathing and sweating.
Man:
How did I do?
Prozac looks at the guy like he's about to congratulate him on something big.
Prozac:
Great for a punching bag. Soon you will be ready to be a stunt man.
Both Prozac and the man then get disappointed looks on there faces.
Man:
But I don’t want to be a stunt man I want to be a fighter.
Prozac:
Well we said we will help you train. I figure it would also be good training for us too but if you don’t move your feet more you’re just like a punching bag. I mean you made Ritalin bleed but you think that means anything? He is still ready to keep going just cause he is bleeding doesn’t mean anything. How about you? How do you feel?
Man:
Well my head kind of hurts.
Prozac:
Awwwww your head hurts. My eyes hurt just watching you in there.
Man:
Hey I'm doing the best I can.
Prozac:
Good, good that’s what I want. Finally we are getting somewhere. Listen kid I know I'm coming off as an ass but in this business you can’t be babied. Well you can but that will get you know where. What do you think you happen if I ask to be by one of the other wrestlers in my match coming up?
Prozac looks at the man waiting for an answer. The man just stares at Prozac.
Prozac:
They would hit me harder on principle. So if you still want our help training this is how we are going to do it so decide now but make it quick cause we don’t have time to waste.
The man looks down at the floor. He then wipes his face and then looks at his hands covered in the blood he just wiped. The man then looks at Prozac.
Man:
I'm not giving up lets keep going.
Prozac gets a small smile on his face and smacks the guys arm.
Prozac:
Look at this we might make something out of this guy yet. Go do some push ups while I talk to Ritalin for a sec.
The man walks away and Prozac turns to Ritalin. Despite the way Ritalin looks with the blood pouring down his face he looks as if he has been parting as he has big grin on face.
Prozac:
Why are you playing with this guy?
Ritalin:
Endurance training (laughs)
Prozac:
(laughs)Well I believe in a little fun too but stop messing around with this guy we have our first tag match here.
Ritalin:
Oh hey don’t even worry about that. You can stay in the back I can handle it myself (laughs)
Prozac:
(laughs) Yea I bet you can but why would I let you have all the fun?
Ritalin:
So who is the lucky team again?
Prozac:
Thor & Versage
Ritalin closes his eyes half way in a look of wonder.
Ritalin:
Who?
Prozac grins but it is unclear if his partner is stupid not knowing the opponents or if he is just to cocky that he doesn’t care about them.
Prozac:
Two people who want to beat us.
Ritalin:
Riigghhttt
Prozac:
Oh and I forgot to say good job in knocking yourself out in your last match.
Ritalin grin and stares at his partner and in a annoyed but joking voice speaks.
Ritalin:
Hey blow it out you ass it was fun. But hey nice job putting tacs in the ring so RKO could slam you on them.
Prozac give Ritalin the same look as he gave him and in the same joking voice.
Prozac:
Fuck you.
They both laugh, Ritalin gets up and slowly walks over near the ring.
Ritalin:
Can I finish this guy now
Prozac:
Yeah and my break is almost over. I have another guy coming in an hour that wants help with training, I’ll get in the ring with him so just beat this guy before then.
Ritalin:
No problem.
Prozac:
OK BREAKS OVER BACK IN THE RING.
Scene fades with Ritalin and the man getting back in the ring and Prozac getting on the apron.
Voice:
COME ON DO SOMETHING, ANYTHIGN LIKE MAYBE MOVE
The camera focuses on the ring as two guys are fighting in it. Standing on the apron of the ring is a Prozac. Prozac is wearing a gray polo, blues jeans, and black sneakers.
Prozac:
MOVE COME ON IT’S NOT HARD
The camera focuses on one of the guys in the ring it is the Ritalin. He is against some unknown guy a little bigger them him and they are fighting each other and both men have blood pouring from their heads, noses, and mouths. Ritalin throws a straight right aiming for the guys face and it hit dead on.
Prozac:
Oh that was tragic. TIME TAKE A BREAK
Ritalin steps out of the ring and sits on a stool next to the ring and grabs a towel and wipes the blood and sweat off his face.
Prozac walks over to Ritalin.
Prozac:
your doing good.
The man Ritalin was just fighting walks over. Heavily breathing and sweating.
Man:
How did I do?
Prozac looks at the guy like he's about to congratulate him on something big.
Prozac:
Great for a punching bag. Soon you will be ready to be a stunt man.
Both Prozac and the man then get disappointed looks on there faces.
Man:
But I don’t want to be a stunt man I want to be a fighter.
Prozac:
Well we said we will help you train. I figure it would also be good training for us too but if you don’t move your feet more you’re just like a punching bag. I mean you made Ritalin bleed but you think that means anything? He is still ready to keep going just cause he is bleeding doesn’t mean anything. How about you? How do you feel?
Man:
Well my head kind of hurts.
Prozac:
Awwwww your head hurts. My eyes hurt just watching you in there.
Man:
Hey I'm doing the best I can.
Prozac:
Good, good that’s what I want. Finally we are getting somewhere. Listen kid I know I'm coming off as an ass but in this business you can’t be babied. Well you can but that will get you know where. What do you think you happen if I ask to be by one of the other wrestlers in my match coming up?
Prozac looks at the man waiting for an answer. The man just stares at Prozac.
Prozac:
They would hit me harder on principle. So if you still want our help training this is how we are going to do it so decide now but make it quick cause we don’t have time to waste.
The man looks down at the floor. He then wipes his face and then looks at his hands covered in the blood he just wiped. The man then looks at Prozac.
Man:
I'm not giving up lets keep going.
Prozac gets a small smile on his face and smacks the guys arm.
Prozac:
Look at this we might make something out of this guy yet. Go do some push ups while I talk to Ritalin for a sec.
The man walks away and Prozac turns to Ritalin. Despite the way Ritalin looks with the blood pouring down his face he looks as if he has been parting as he has big grin on face.
Prozac:
Why are you playing with this guy?
Ritalin:
Endurance training (laughs)
Prozac:
(laughs)Well I believe in a little fun too but stop messing around with this guy we have our first tag match here.
Ritalin:
Oh hey don’t even worry about that. You can stay in the back I can handle it myself (laughs)
Prozac:
(laughs) Yea I bet you can but why would I let you have all the fun?
Ritalin:
So who is the lucky team again?
Prozac:
Thor & Versage
Ritalin closes his eyes half way in a look of wonder.
Ritalin:
Who?
Prozac grins but it is unclear if his partner is stupid not knowing the opponents or if he is just to cocky that he doesn’t care about them.
Prozac:
Two people who want to beat us.
Ritalin:
Riigghhttt
Prozac:
Oh and I forgot to say good job in knocking yourself out in your last match.
Ritalin grin and stares at his partner and in a annoyed but joking voice speaks.
Ritalin:
Hey blow it out you ass it was fun. But hey nice job putting tacs in the ring so RKO could slam you on them.
Prozac give Ritalin the same look as he gave him and in the same joking voice.
Prozac:
Fuck you.
They both laugh, Ritalin gets up and slowly walks over near the ring.
Ritalin:
Can I finish this guy now
Prozac:
Yeah and my break is almost over. I have another guy coming in an hour that wants help with training, I’ll get in the ring with him so just beat this guy before then.
Ritalin:
No problem.
Prozac:
OK BREAKS OVER BACK IN THE RING.
Scene fades with Ritalin and the man getting back in the ring and Prozac getting on the apron.