Post by prozac on Apr 7, 2007 10:15:44 GMT -5
The scene opens outside of a small building. It is clear, beautiful night with lots of stars shining brightly in the black sky. The almost full moon pours light down on the building. The camera approaches the door of the building and opens it up. As it opens up cheering and screaming can be heard deep within the building. The camera walks down a long hallway with brick walls and concrete floor. As it proceeds down the hallway the cheering and screaming gets louder and louder. We reach a door at the end of the hallway. The door opens revealing the source of the noise, a big room with lots of people who appear to be watching something in the middle of room. The camera moves through the crowd before finally getting into view a big cage on a raised platform. Inside the cage are two individuals who appear to be fighting. One is XVI’s own Prozac. He’s wearing jeans and blacks boots and his shirt is off. The other man is a large male with a bald head wearing gray tack pants, black T-shit, and black boots.. He is the same size as Prozac. The camera gets next to the cage and zooms in on the action. The man swings at Prozac who dodges the punch. The man goes for another punch but Prozac dodges again. The man goes for third swing which Prozac ducks and follows up with a sharp uppercut to the guy. The man stumbles backwards until his back meets the steel cage wall. Prozac grabs him by the back of the head. Prozac then delivers a hard knee to the face of the man. The man’s head flies up and a stream of blood shoots out of his nose. The man stumbles back into the side of the cage again. Blood trickles down his nose as he starts breathing heavily. Prozac gets a running start and delivers a flying kick to the man’s chest. The impact causes a section of the cage to break open, sending the man to fly out into the crowd. The crowd explodes in cheers as the man lands hard on the concrete floor. The camera gets a shot of the man laying on the floor completely out cold. The camera then swings over to the opening of the cage where Prozac is standing looking at his work with a smile on his face. Prozac jumps down to the floor. He moves through the cheering crowd slapping hands with a few people here and there. Ritalin makes is way threw the crowd and meets up with Prozac and begins talking to him. Ritalin is in jeans, a Black T-shirt and black sneakers.
Ritalin
Nice, why couldn’t you do that in your last match?
Prozac
Ah who cares I lost, everyone loses. Not gonna let that slow me down. I will train double as hard and go farther.
Ritalin
Train harder? I can see that. We haven’t been doing underground fights in a long time.
There tones are as cheery as always as the make there way threw the crowd with a smile on their face.
Ritalin
Well good luck in your match.
Prozac
Hey just worry about you won match I got this.
Ritalin lets out a quick chuckle.
Ritalin
You are one cocky asshole you know that? But hey I guess I am too because I am going to trash Jake.
Prozac now lets out a slight laugh.
Ritalin
So you think of a plan for your match yet?
Prozac
Yeah, I am just going to hit whatever gets closest to me.
They reach the halls and keep walking down the long corridors at a slow and steady pace.
Prozac
I can honestly say I feel good and I am ready to start kicking ass again. The docs said I should take a week off after the Tables from Hell match but forget that. I am not one to just sit around when I know I can be in the ring doing what I love and enjoy. I have to stay active and have fun. And fun is what I am going to have in this match. You know I must admit one thing.
Ritalin
And that is?
The both stop in the middle of the hall and turns to face each other.
Prozac
I am going to win. Each of those wrestlers that are stepping in this match can’t understand that they can’t win. They can’t understand how I feel right now, which is great and beyond ready. Those morons can’t understand…well they can’t beat what they don’t understand!
They begin to walk down the hall again. The smiles growing ever bigger on there faces. The camera slowly fades and all we can hear is they tapping of there shoes hitting the hard ground with each step.
Scene ends.
Ritalin
Nice, why couldn’t you do that in your last match?
Prozac
Ah who cares I lost, everyone loses. Not gonna let that slow me down. I will train double as hard and go farther.
Ritalin
Train harder? I can see that. We haven’t been doing underground fights in a long time.
There tones are as cheery as always as the make there way threw the crowd with a smile on their face.
Ritalin
Well good luck in your match.
Prozac
Hey just worry about you won match I got this.
Ritalin lets out a quick chuckle.
Ritalin
You are one cocky asshole you know that? But hey I guess I am too because I am going to trash Jake.
Prozac now lets out a slight laugh.
Ritalin
So you think of a plan for your match yet?
Prozac
Yeah, I am just going to hit whatever gets closest to me.
They reach the halls and keep walking down the long corridors at a slow and steady pace.
Prozac
I can honestly say I feel good and I am ready to start kicking ass again. The docs said I should take a week off after the Tables from Hell match but forget that. I am not one to just sit around when I know I can be in the ring doing what I love and enjoy. I have to stay active and have fun. And fun is what I am going to have in this match. You know I must admit one thing.
Ritalin
And that is?
The both stop in the middle of the hall and turns to face each other.
Prozac
I am going to win. Each of those wrestlers that are stepping in this match can’t understand that they can’t win. They can’t understand how I feel right now, which is great and beyond ready. Those morons can’t understand…well they can’t beat what they don’t understand!
They begin to walk down the hall again. The smiles growing ever bigger on there faces. The camera slowly fades and all we can hear is they tapping of there shoes hitting the hard ground with each step.
Scene ends.