Post by The Main Attraction on Sept 15, 2012 20:18:30 GMT -4
[shadow=red,left,300] Being it all this Monday Tek, because I’ll take the beating like a man. Bring the mask, the spray-painted clothes, and basic mat techniques they gave at the YMCA you got training from along with your dancing. Meltdown is going to a nigh to remember and I promise that…!-Young Mannie [/shadow]
Recently
The scene opens up in Howard University Hospital, Where Young Mannie has been placed after the brutal beating he suffered in his own home. It’s seems Mannie has been there for over a week, Mannie while he has been stable in his condition has been unresponsive. He hasn’t really moved around except for when being checked on by doctors. Mannie is idle as he lies in the bed staring at the ceiling. He didn’t really ask for anything while staying there except for his laptop, and a change of clothes because the ones he arrived were torn and bloody. But he is suddenly disturbed by a nurse, who is a fine woman…Who stands at 4’11 thick & luscious, a nurse he knows far too well it seems as she begins to talk to him.
Nurse: Wake up…Mister!
Pays her no attention as he continues looking at the ceiling, She grits at him as she pulls the curtains of his room windows which has Mannie blinded like a Vampire hiding from daylight.
Mannie: What the hell... Blinking & Gets into an angry tone Why…Why…Why would you do that!
Nurse: Look now…I told your ass to wake up, from that little comatose state you were in…Now next I will have to smack you with a pillow, just like I did with my hand when you first got her & after you got fresh with me.
Mannie stares at her with the most pissed off face
Mannie: What kind of nurse are you? Where did you get your diploma? What it hell? I bet it was hell…You PYSCHO! You can’t treat me like this, I paid good money to have the best service possible and they gave me you. You know what I can do badly all by myself; I’m going to roll out so I won’t have to deal with this shit anymore.
Mannie gets up and tries to go towards the closet but he is quickly pushed back by the nurse
Nurse: Now you know damn well you shouldn’t be doing all that and stop complaining…You act like it’s the end of the world, So you were attack right?
Mannie: Yeah I was nearly massacred, and I survived it…I!
Nurse: Let me stop you right there, because that’s right you did survive and they didn’t stop you…Now look at you, your depressed. You act as if they should’ve just finished you off.
Mannie sits on the edge of the bed staring at his arm
Mannie: Yeah they should’ve finished me off, I got one working and nerve damage in the other…Now I have a cast to wear for whom knows how long. My life is pro wrestling, How the hell can I make a living and do what I love without both arms?
Nurse: Shaking Her Head Boo Hoo…You think just because you have a cast on…neither I nor anyone else should give a damn? Let me show you something…
The Nurse opens the closet of Mannie’s room, pulling out a wheelchair as she places Mannie in it. She rolls him down the hall past his wing, To the elevator where he looks around confused. The Nurse presses the button for the RHB floor, as Mannie holds his face as if to say “Don’t”. The elevator stops as he is rolled down the hallway and they stop at room 5A/5B and Mannie gets a view of a patient being treated
Nurse: You see that? That woman was attacked by a pitbull on the way home and had left breast & left leg nearly ripped off…She works for metro or at least did. Now look at her, she has to suffer through all that & she is refusing too give up or take anyone’s sympathy…She is rehabbing that leg and it may be a long road, but she refuses to stop.
The Nurse looks at Mannie is at a stand still
The Nurse: Now do you think she or anyone like her will give a damn about your little problem. Now here what you’re going to do…You’re going to rehab that arm so it’s at least strong enough to move and to work. And after you have that little return to the ring…I want to keep coming back until we get it straight, Now I’m no dummy I know that pro wrestling stuff can be real at times. So if your arm get re-aggravated it’s going to be a decision you have to live with, The tissue is almost thread like but it’s hanging on…So are you ready Mannie?
Mannie: Nodding Yeah I think I am…
The scene fades as Mannie begins physical training with his new instructor who is…the Nurse.
The scene opens back in D.C. as Mannie is still rehabbing his arm, and The nurse is pushing Mannie as there is an under-water treatment going on…And Mannie is struggling but Mannie to bend his arm. Mannie seems to reminisce as an oldie but goodie plays on the pool area radio. Mannie listens down below as it motivates to keep going
The Nurse is standing on pool deck with a bullhorn speaker shouting encouragement, Mannie fights the current of the water, as the pain is strong but he is stronger. As Mannie moves through the water…A familiar voice is heard on the bullhorn.
“Move Bitch…Get Out The Way!”
The Nurse: Excuse Me? Staring at the person, As If she’s going to kill them
Person: Not you…Him! Sighs under his breathe and says Bitch!
The Nurse: What was that?
Person: Ahhh…I said lift…Lift that arm Mannie.
Mannie stops as he emerges from the beneath water to find out what is all the fuss is about, and to much of his surprise it’s former RSM member JR Kingston.
Mannie: JR…You bastard! Come help me out this pull with your bitch ass…
JR: Whatever Bitch! You damn well I couldn’t say up Harlem after I heard what happened. So you ready to get that motherfucker?
Mannie: Shaking his head Honestly JR…Nah man. I was attacked and then I was left for dead. That shit eats me every day but I’m still here. It really took a real desire to want to keep going, But now I can’t just carelessly just throw myself back into the lion’s den…The old man would’ve gladly took things to the streets but brother, That’s not me anymore I’m better than that and I will handle that bitch ass nigga…but I will it do the right way. I want to cold & calculating but smart, You feel me JR?
JR: Nodding Yeah Mannie I do…So now what?
Mannie: Simple more rehab and back to Meltdown as soon as possible…But there is something I need your help on.
JR: Well about damn time, Shoot!
Mannie: This muthafucka is an ex-MMA star maybe you’ve heard of him…Tommy Bartlett
JR: Pauses & His Puerto Rican accent gets gritted and aggressive Muthafucka…
The Nurse hands Mannie a towel as he dries off, Mannie & JR walk while discussing Tommy Bartlett...Scene fades.
The scene opens as a wide angle showing the back Young Mannie as he is back at home…trying to rearrange all of the damage; Picking up shards of glass & plastic, fixing broken doors, propping up furniture. Mannie is kneeling while sweeping as he turns around to a waiting camera with a straight face. Mannie breathes through his nose as he a bit frustrated.
Mannie: Hello APW! No need to adjust your screens…It’s really me Young Mannie, So please stop the hashtags on Twitter #RIPMannie I didn’t die…Marks!
Mannie stares at the camera as if he breaking the 4th wall…And glances back into being normal [i/]
Mannie: See I’m still here…As a matter of fact I’m still standing Rising to his feet But you know I did read them tweets from the fans and non-ones alike…Begging me to let this one go and save what I have left. Maybe I should let this go…Maybe I should retire and keep what tissue I have left in my arm, So that maybe one day I can be able to pick my kids and grandkids… Nodding or maybe I won’t let it go, Maybe I have a memory like an elephant and a big long penis like one; which swinging between my legs…
Mannie point to his head
Mannie: Yeah that’s must be right…Because first off I do remember what you two did to me and just were being clear and direct, I’m talking to you Tommy Bartlett and to you Sabur. Now maybe Sabur you’re saying to yourself and whoever is around you that hey…”I didn’t even really get involved in the attack” But guess I don’t care if your were the wheelman or the asshole who used Google maps to find me. What I will say is this, you’re as guilty if not guiltier than Bartlett and this is why. You stood by pretty much except for your part in wearing me down and ramming me into the wall. You didn’t have the gumption or the balls to stop Bartlett from applying that Kimura to the point of nearly breaking the bone in half and taking it off my shoulder, And for that your guilty and I’m not no lawyer or no damn cowboy looking to tear down Meltdown just to get to you but I will if I have too. Now you two will be seeing me on Meltdown…And I promise one way or the other I will put my hands on you…But first things first, Will i even be able to continue a career in pro wrestling…Well after some extensive rehab and while it hasn’t been nowhere near long enough, I feel as if whether I like it or not…I know from experience it’s ether Hunt or be Hunted.
Mannie now points to his crotch as he grabs it
Mannie: Yep that’s all of me…It’s still there too and that means I do have the hardware to back up my word on which I will collect all of pain from. I will become a pain in the ass of you two but mainly Bartlett, You walk into APW and your sent straight to meltdown and who knows maybe pissed & insulted that Jeff placed on the C-Show as the other brands see it, And you didn’t like that did you? You said to yourself your better than that…So what do you do, you align yourself with the top dog in Meltdown…Michael Lively. I would fault you but a man in your distress needed the momentum because surly your matches say the same…You haven’t made that big splash yet like you wanted too have you Tommy? So what do you do…Let’s see being in Michael’s entourage wasn’t good enough, You wanted more attention…You washed up garbage fighter, Because you didn’t even do MMA that well. You’re an internet cash whore who got a big pay and still couldn’t deliver the goods. So what do you do Tommy you attacked me, you rounded Sabur and told Michael to not respond back or to fight like a man. You wrote me off and told him “I Got This!” But you don’t! You lied to him, like you lied to yourself. You can’t get rid of me and you won’t be the end of me. But I guarantee by the end of this ordeal, I will be the one who ends of it all.
Rubs his jaw and ponders as if he is forgetting something
Mannie: Wait there was something else…Oh yeah Tek. I want to thank you for accepting this match on such short notice and for putting your personal feelings to the side, and allowing me to get back into the ring in a real match. While I’m at it real quick, Shoutout to Krunk…You took that match last minute in my place last week, and you shocked everyone and defeated Meltdown’s resident “Immoveable Force” and its Resident “Jackass” in the three way. Best of luck! Now back to you Tek, Dude thanks again but this Monday’s match won’t be anything to just hold back from or too this will be easy. I will do everything I can in my power to win. And for me to just have enough energy left in my body for those 2 roidfreaks, that’s if I haven’t gotten to them before hand. So Tek I’ve seen your last two matches and I wasn’t impressed, Hell I wasn’t even looking at the screen long enough to catch the match. I was watching one second and next I flinched or blinked and it was over…So you wear a mime mask and look like an East L.A. gangland dancer who happened to went to a wrestling school. Well don’t mind me if I’m not scared, Because I come from the streets and let me say…You couldn’t whoop my ass if I was laid out by Bartlett & Sabur. You don’t deserve my admiration of a real wrestler but you get enough my respect for to make you a stepping stone worth remembering. Now with one good arm I know I can’t give 100 percent but with one good arm, I can still climb a rope and throw some powerful strikes…Being it all this Monday Tek, because I’ll take the beating like a man. Bring the mask, the spray-painted clothes, and basic mat techniques they gave at the YMCA you got training from along with your dancing. Meltdown is going to a nigh to remember and I promise that…
Mannie pulls out a maker from the broken desk drawer beside him and a pad, He scribbles something on before showing the camera it
Mannie: This is Shit! Well I know my handwriting is but no literally this is Shit. But no in the same way your thinking, it’s an acronym for the series of problems in my life in the last 2 weeks.
Mannie takes his trigger finger and points at the 1st letter
The first letter is S for Sabur who first thought he could save his boss when I met him at their lockeroom by reaching his hands at my throat, I want you to realize there are no words for you to say to try uninvolve yourself from this ass whipping. Ain’t no way around this Sabur I’m going gun for you like I’m going for H.
Pointing to the H
The H represents Hey-Zeus as you know…I refuse to call Michael Lively Jesus! Yall can go ahead with that bullshit. That muthafucka has something he doesn’t deserve and he knows it. Now you can keep ducking me and maybe I going on the limb but until you push yourself to the max against me than you aint no champion ask Johnny Rebel or Jason Kash! On a good night I can bring the best of out a champion and even on a better night I can un-crown them. I’m not bullshit you, I was first looking to just gain that title now…I’m looking to take your pride along with it…We will meet sooner or later.
Pointing the I
Mannie: Now the I is me…I’ve been in my way the past week for nearly giving up but you know what I’m free of being into myself and finally freeing myself…It’s not hard understand I will save me since I know no one else can.
Now pointing to the last two T’s
These last two T’s are representing Tek & Tommy Bartlett, as you two are my current main focus…I don’t want you take the match personal on Meltdown when I win Tek, It’s all business but I do plan to bring a masterful, violent, unforgiving, vengeance to you Tommy Bartlett because in the most simples of metaphors and the most complex…You represent the wall in my career, You’re trying to block from moving to fighting Lively but I refuse to let you hold me back. You can knock me down all you want but I will get back on my feet, Meaner and Nastier. Remember you wanted to make a name and I will give you want to be remembered for…I am Young Mannie and I will rule you!
Mannie points the screen until he realizes he did that wrong
Mannie: Wait that was David Arquette catchphrase in Ready to Rumble…Wait I know it!
Mannie gets back into the same stance as he tilts his head while uttering the words
Mannie: IF YOU SMELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL…WHAT YOUNG MANNIE…IS SMOKING?
Mannie shakes his head and scrunches his face
Mannie: That’s not it…Wait; wait I remember it now, I am Young Mannie and I STILL WANT THIS SHIT FOREVER!
Fades as Young Mannie goes to cleaning
