Post by Jesse Nuñez™ on Aug 13, 2009 2:05:15 GMT -4
OOC: I had quite a few people PM about this character and his role plays saying they enjoyed it as did I so lets have another crack at this series. From the beginning, these are the first two episodes that I am about to post so you can know what to find from this character and his story. The trash talk is basically an intro to who he is and it was used in a promo for a match this character had back in HCW.
It is pitch black. A spark is seen lighting up, shortly after an explosion. Laughter is heard as the smoke clears to reveal four men wearing black ski masks over their faces to hide their identity. The four men enter to what seems to be a vault. The vault is filled with diamonds and other valuables.
Thief 1: "Looks like we finally hit the jackpot."
The other men around him agree with him instantly. They set aside their firearms and pulls out empty sacks to fill with diamonds. One of the men though stands outside the vault nervously looking around. One of the men sees him and shouts out to him.
Thief 2: "Hey Johnny!"
The man outside the vault looks in to see one of the guys calling out to him.
Thief 2: "What’s the matter with you? Get in here and fill these bags up before the cops show up."
Thief 3: "I-I-I can’t."
Thief 2: "Why not?"
Thief 3: "What if he shows up?"
Thief 4: "Who?"
Thief 3: "You know."
Thief 1: "Who that guy that has been running around New York thinking he is some sort of Super Hero?"
Thief 3: "Yeah…"
Thief 1: "You must be crazy Johnny! Everyone knows that is some bullshit made by the police to keep guys like us from taking this shit."
Thief 3: "I don’t know Bret."
Thief 1: "Well I do! Now hurry up and get in here and start fucking packing. We need to hurry up and get our asses out of here."
The thief from the outside jumps into the vault and grabs a bag from the floor. He goes over to a stack of diamonds and begins to fill his bag up.
Thief 4: "This shit is gonna make us filthy rich!"
Footsteps are heard walking from outside the vault. All four men drop their bags.
"Thief 1: What was that?"
The men grab their guns and slowly walk toward the vault door as the footsteps from outside stop. They all look at each other. The head of the group looks over at Johnny and signals for him to jump out first and shoot the first person he sees. Johnny nods and takes a deep breath. He jumps out and suddenly begins to shoot as he screams at the top of his lungs.
The other three men jump out afterwards to give Johnny some back up. The leader is the first one to stop shooting.
Thief 1: "Alright stop it, stop it!"
The other three men stop shooting.
Thief 1: "There is nobody here. Get back inside and let’s grab the diamonds and get the fuck outta here."
They all head back inside the vault to grab the bags they had filled up. A sound of a metal is heard bouncing off the tile floor outside the vault as the robbers hear it and turn around quickly reloading their weapons. The noise stops, as there is a sudden silence that has run through the veins of the robbers. It is so quiet that a small pop noise could be heard outside the vault as if it were the roar of an African lion. A fog of smoke is seen feeling outside the vault and slowing making its way inside the vault where the robbers stand.
Thief 1: "What is going on!?"
Thief 3: "It’s him. Oh shit it’s him!"
Thief 1: "Shut the fuck up Johnny! Troy go check it out!"
One of the thieves responds by quickly running out of the vault into the fog. His body can no longer be seen by his fellow robbers.
Thief 2: "Where are you!? Who the fuck is there!? Show yourself you little bitch!"
The thief fires two shots in the air, hopefully to scare whoever is taunting them away.
Voice: "I’m here."
The deep dark voice is revealed behind the robber. He quickly turns around and is sent back to the floor as a black glove punched him in the face. The man drops his weapon as it is lost in the fog.
Thief 2: "You mother fucker!"
A man dressed up as a bat jumps toward the robber on the floor and lifts him up. He sends a backhand to the jaw of the man. The robber begins to fight back but the “batman” is too quick for this robber and sends a series of kicks to his face, chest, and abdomen as the man falls into a column as a vase from the column falls down on the robber’s head causing it to burst into millions of pieces.
Thief 1: "Troy are you alright!?"
Thief 3: "Fuck Bret lets just turn ourselves in! It’s too late! He’s gonna fucking kill us!"
Thief 1: "Shut the fuck up Johnny! Matt, get out there and see what happened to Troy! Johnny when I give you the signal you are gonna grab as many bags as you can and we are just gonna run out as fast as we fucking can. Do you understand?"
Thief 3: "Shit Bret I don’t know…"
Thief 1: "Jesus Fucking Christ Johnny just run when I give you the Goddamn signal!"
The other robber has made his way outside the vault with his pistol in hand. He raises his firearm and aims in front of him he takes a few steps forward but is suddenly swept off his feet. Bret and Johnny who are still in the vault hear their friend fall to the floor.
Thief 1: "Johnny go!"
Johnny turns to run with the bags in his hands but as soon as the word “go” came out the mouth of Bret a black rope slingshots its way into the vault and wraps around the neck of Johnny. Johnny falls back to the floor and reaches up for the rope around his neck as he struggles to breathe, but is suddenly jerked across the floor out of the vault into the mist. Bret the final one still standing is in the vault, no longer with the bags of diamonds in his hand, but instead a pistol in his hand aiming outside the vault.
The fog from outside the vault slowly disappears, revealing the hall back to what is was before the fog appeared. Just outside the vault Bret could see him men tied up on the floor all three of them knocked out. Bret raises his left eyebrow with a smile.
Thief 1: "So what now? What are you to do now? Your smoke machine has seemed to have run out of smoke. You have no choice but to come out here and fight like a man you fucking coward! Come out here so I can put this fucking bullet through your fucking head!"
Behind Bret stands a dark figure. Bret takes a step forward as does the figure behind him, Bret hears this but is too late. He is put into a sleeper hold and quickly begins to lose consciousness.
A punch to the face. Bret wakes up but is no longer inside the vault of the bank. His pupils take awhile to adjust to his surroundings and he reaches his senses and notices that he is hanging upside down at the docks above the ocean. He looks up to see the ocean surface just twenty five feet below him. He looks forward and he sees a man dressed up as “Batman.”
Thief 1: "Who the fuck are you?"
The man dressed up as Batman continues to just stare at Bret hanging in front of him.
Thief 1: "What happened to Matt, Troy, and Johnny!? What the fuck did you do with them?"
Gotham Knight: "The N.Y.P.D already has them in custody."
Thief 1: "Then why am I here with you!?"
Gotham Knight: "I need you to send out a message."
Thief 1: "Fuck you. Why would I listen to a guy who dresses up like Batman?"
Gotham Knight: "Because the man who is dressed up like Batman can beat the living Hell out of you and won’t hesitate to make your life a living Hell. Now listen to me and listen to me good because I am only going to tell you once. I want you to tell all your buddies, friends, gangs, anybody who would decide to mess with the law that there is a new sheriff in town. And if they don’t want to end up on the wrong end of things that they should stay away from their usual business. I want you to let them know what had happened tonight. Let them know they should fear the Gotham Knight."
Thief 1: "And if I don’t?"
The Gotham Knight grabs the shirt of Bret and brings him closer to him.
Gotham Knight: "You don’t want to find out."
The Gotham Knight lets go of Bret as he swings back and forth over the ocean. The Gotham Knight stands up and walks over to an ordinary black motorcycle just a few feet away.
Thief 1: "What is the difference between you and Batman anyways?"
The Gotham Knight turns around and looks over at Bret. Gotham Knight pulls out a gun and aims it Bret’s head. Bret begins to yell for him not to shoot.
Gotham Knight: "One, I wouldn’t care if I killed you myself."
And two…
Gotham Knight pauses.
Gotham Knight: "I’m not a comic book hero."
Gotham Knight turns around and jumps onto his bike.
Thief 1: "How am I suppose to get down from here?"
The Gotham Knight reaches to his belt and pushes a blue button as the rope that was holding Bret up, releases him as Bret falls down toward the ocean screaming at the top of his lungs. Out loud splash is heard as the Gotham Knight drives off on his bike with his cape flying through the air in this dark night of New York City.
The streets are not as packed this late at night as the Gotham Knight rides through the lanes of vehicles with speed. The cars that are out honk at the blur that drives past them. The Gotham Knight takes a right turn into an abandon alley way. He slowly drives behind a dumpster that has not been used in years and parks his bike behind it. He grabs a cloak he keeps stored in the dumpster and puts it over the bike to cover it up even more. He then pushes the dumpster towards the bike that it slightly presses up against the wall with the bike in between.
The Gotham Knight looks around and leaves the alleyway. He walks under a flickering street light and runs across the street to a broken down building. He runs to the side of the building to where the fire escape is at. He climbs the fire escape and gets up to the top floor which happens to be the fourth floor. He enters into an open window and turns around to shut it.
He walks toward the middle of the room and reaches up with his right hand and grabs the string of beads hanging above him and pulls it as a light turns on. It is a very dim light but the room could be seen anyways. There is nothing special about the room. No television, but yet there is a bookcase filled with comic books and actual novels. His bed seems a bit old and the end table near him has a book titled “The Batman Manual: How To Be Batman.” The Gotham Knight walks over to the closes and opens it up and it is filled with clothing for his outside appearance.
He takes off his mask and sets it on the shelf of the closet. He takes off his suit and hangs it up on a hanger. As he goes to turn around the light in the middle of his ceiling goes out. The moonlight shines through the window, but keeps his face covered. He walks over to his bed and lies down underneath a blanket and sets his head on his pillow for the next day he must get ready for his first job as a professional wrestler in the HcW. And the night where he takes the streets of New York as the Gotham Knight.
The image seen above is seen across the screen. The Gotham Knight’s actual location is unknown for this promo. He seems to be by himself with not even a cameraman. Actually the Gotham Knight is filming this on his own video recorder and plans to send it to the HcW when he is finished with it. He then slowly lifts his head up to look at the camera.
Gotham Knight: "Wednesday Night Warfare is coming up sooner than what most can hope for. But I on the other hand can wait as long as needed. I am filming this video with my own video recorder so the people who are going to watch this can see who the Gotham Knight is. Here I am."
"You take one look at me and you assume I am just a man who thinks I’m some freak that dresses up like Batman. With that statement comes some truth, but unfortunately for you, you will not find the truth about me, at least not now. The New Yorkers have already heard about me in the recent weeks. Now it is time for the whole world to see."
"I am not the Bruce Wayne you all see in the Batman movies. I am not that rich playboy who owns his own enterprise. In fact I am just a nobody in the night who’s hobby is to protect New York. But now I need the money as crime fighting doesn’t really pay the bills. In my debut I face Mr. Strange in what seems to be a Division X match."
"I heard the talk in the night Mr. Strange and I find it humorous that you believe you know me just because you’ve read the comics. I don’t need to hear the story on why you wear a mask, because personally I thought you were just too ugly in the public eyes. You could wear that scarf for the thousands that will die; I will only choke you with it so the thousands will have a fighting chance. Unlike the heroes you read about all the time I am not doing what I do for vengeance. My past was troubled but that is not the reason why I do this, except for maybe the way I dress up every night though."
"Like a former HcW Champion said, I could’ve chose Aquaman as the man to dress up as. But all that doesn’t matter. What matters is what will happen come Wednesday night. Mr. Strange there is no reason for me to be angry with you, I am not fighting you out of hatred. I am only fighting you as I need the money. But it seems to me that you like to get your gloves bloodied. Which in return I do too. I idolized Batman growing up as a child and I’ve seen what he has done to become a legend in the eyes of millions. I am not looking for that status. I am not asking to be the good guy that everyone will want me to be. I am not asking to be the villain that causes destruction and mass chaos everywhere I go. Because Mr. Strange I am not Batman, you could call me by that name but names to me do not matter. A name is a word that does not always describe you, as you see by my looks I already have you fooled."
"Mr. Strange you believe I won’t take a life, but how would you know if I have not already done so? You have no knowledge of me or of my history so for that I can see why you are not afraid to step into that ring with me. This is fine by me as I need you Mr. Strange, not just for battle but to send a message to the world. I am new here so I don’t have much knowledge myself about the HcW or the EwC. I do not know the men and women who think they can run this asylum out of just fear. Fear is what I hope to see here in HcW. But not fear because of me though, but because of what I might do to them if they step in my way."
"The Gotham Knight will come out of the shadows this Wednesday, but the real question is Mr. Strange. Are you ready to step into my shadow?"
The sound of a radio is heard from the belt of the Gotham Knight.
Woman 1: "9-1-1- what is the emergency?"
Woman 2: "Oh my God! I need your help, a man has broken into my house with a shotgun and he killed my husband! I have my two kids with me in my basement but I do not know how long until he comes down here! Somebody help us!"
With that the Gotham Knight stands up and runs away from the camera as the voices from the radio disappear along with him. The camera automatically shuts off.
Episode One
The New Dark Night
It is pitch black. A spark is seen lighting up, shortly after an explosion. Laughter is heard as the smoke clears to reveal four men wearing black ski masks over their faces to hide their identity. The four men enter to what seems to be a vault. The vault is filled with diamonds and other valuables.
Thief 1: "Looks like we finally hit the jackpot."
The other men around him agree with him instantly. They set aside their firearms and pulls out empty sacks to fill with diamonds. One of the men though stands outside the vault nervously looking around. One of the men sees him and shouts out to him.
Thief 2: "Hey Johnny!"
The man outside the vault looks in to see one of the guys calling out to him.
Thief 2: "What’s the matter with you? Get in here and fill these bags up before the cops show up."
Thief 3: "I-I-I can’t."
Thief 2: "Why not?"
Thief 3: "What if he shows up?"
Thief 4: "Who?"
Thief 3: "You know."
Thief 1: "Who that guy that has been running around New York thinking he is some sort of Super Hero?"
Thief 3: "Yeah…"
Thief 1: "You must be crazy Johnny! Everyone knows that is some bullshit made by the police to keep guys like us from taking this shit."
Thief 3: "I don’t know Bret."
Thief 1: "Well I do! Now hurry up and get in here and start fucking packing. We need to hurry up and get our asses out of here."
The thief from the outside jumps into the vault and grabs a bag from the floor. He goes over to a stack of diamonds and begins to fill his bag up.
Thief 4: "This shit is gonna make us filthy rich!"
Footsteps are heard walking from outside the vault. All four men drop their bags.
"Thief 1: What was that?"
The men grab their guns and slowly walk toward the vault door as the footsteps from outside stop. They all look at each other. The head of the group looks over at Johnny and signals for him to jump out first and shoot the first person he sees. Johnny nods and takes a deep breath. He jumps out and suddenly begins to shoot as he screams at the top of his lungs.
The other three men jump out afterwards to give Johnny some back up. The leader is the first one to stop shooting.
Thief 1: "Alright stop it, stop it!"
The other three men stop shooting.
Thief 1: "There is nobody here. Get back inside and let’s grab the diamonds and get the fuck outta here."
They all head back inside the vault to grab the bags they had filled up. A sound of a metal is heard bouncing off the tile floor outside the vault as the robbers hear it and turn around quickly reloading their weapons. The noise stops, as there is a sudden silence that has run through the veins of the robbers. It is so quiet that a small pop noise could be heard outside the vault as if it were the roar of an African lion. A fog of smoke is seen feeling outside the vault and slowing making its way inside the vault where the robbers stand.
Thief 1: "What is going on!?"
Thief 3: "It’s him. Oh shit it’s him!"
Thief 1: "Shut the fuck up Johnny! Troy go check it out!"
One of the thieves responds by quickly running out of the vault into the fog. His body can no longer be seen by his fellow robbers.
Thief 2: "Where are you!? Who the fuck is there!? Show yourself you little bitch!"
The thief fires two shots in the air, hopefully to scare whoever is taunting them away.
Voice: "I’m here."
The deep dark voice is revealed behind the robber. He quickly turns around and is sent back to the floor as a black glove punched him in the face. The man drops his weapon as it is lost in the fog.
Thief 2: "You mother fucker!"
A man dressed up as a bat jumps toward the robber on the floor and lifts him up. He sends a backhand to the jaw of the man. The robber begins to fight back but the “batman” is too quick for this robber and sends a series of kicks to his face, chest, and abdomen as the man falls into a column as a vase from the column falls down on the robber’s head causing it to burst into millions of pieces.
Thief 1: "Troy are you alright!?"
Thief 3: "Fuck Bret lets just turn ourselves in! It’s too late! He’s gonna fucking kill us!"
Thief 1: "Shut the fuck up Johnny! Matt, get out there and see what happened to Troy! Johnny when I give you the signal you are gonna grab as many bags as you can and we are just gonna run out as fast as we fucking can. Do you understand?"
Thief 3: "Shit Bret I don’t know…"
Thief 1: "Jesus Fucking Christ Johnny just run when I give you the Goddamn signal!"
The other robber has made his way outside the vault with his pistol in hand. He raises his firearm and aims in front of him he takes a few steps forward but is suddenly swept off his feet. Bret and Johnny who are still in the vault hear their friend fall to the floor.
Thief 1: "Johnny go!"
Johnny turns to run with the bags in his hands but as soon as the word “go” came out the mouth of Bret a black rope slingshots its way into the vault and wraps around the neck of Johnny. Johnny falls back to the floor and reaches up for the rope around his neck as he struggles to breathe, but is suddenly jerked across the floor out of the vault into the mist. Bret the final one still standing is in the vault, no longer with the bags of diamonds in his hand, but instead a pistol in his hand aiming outside the vault.
The fog from outside the vault slowly disappears, revealing the hall back to what is was before the fog appeared. Just outside the vault Bret could see him men tied up on the floor all three of them knocked out. Bret raises his left eyebrow with a smile.
Thief 1: "So what now? What are you to do now? Your smoke machine has seemed to have run out of smoke. You have no choice but to come out here and fight like a man you fucking coward! Come out here so I can put this fucking bullet through your fucking head!"
Behind Bret stands a dark figure. Bret takes a step forward as does the figure behind him, Bret hears this but is too late. He is put into a sleeper hold and quickly begins to lose consciousness.
A punch to the face. Bret wakes up but is no longer inside the vault of the bank. His pupils take awhile to adjust to his surroundings and he reaches his senses and notices that he is hanging upside down at the docks above the ocean. He looks up to see the ocean surface just twenty five feet below him. He looks forward and he sees a man dressed up as “Batman.”
Thief 1: "Who the fuck are you?"
The man dressed up as Batman continues to just stare at Bret hanging in front of him.
Thief 1: "What happened to Matt, Troy, and Johnny!? What the fuck did you do with them?"
Gotham Knight: "The N.Y.P.D already has them in custody."
Thief 1: "Then why am I here with you!?"
Gotham Knight: "I need you to send out a message."
Thief 1: "Fuck you. Why would I listen to a guy who dresses up like Batman?"
Gotham Knight: "Because the man who is dressed up like Batman can beat the living Hell out of you and won’t hesitate to make your life a living Hell. Now listen to me and listen to me good because I am only going to tell you once. I want you to tell all your buddies, friends, gangs, anybody who would decide to mess with the law that there is a new sheriff in town. And if they don’t want to end up on the wrong end of things that they should stay away from their usual business. I want you to let them know what had happened tonight. Let them know they should fear the Gotham Knight."
Thief 1: "And if I don’t?"
The Gotham Knight grabs the shirt of Bret and brings him closer to him.
Gotham Knight: "You don’t want to find out."
The Gotham Knight lets go of Bret as he swings back and forth over the ocean. The Gotham Knight stands up and walks over to an ordinary black motorcycle just a few feet away.
Thief 1: "What is the difference between you and Batman anyways?"
The Gotham Knight turns around and looks over at Bret. Gotham Knight pulls out a gun and aims it Bret’s head. Bret begins to yell for him not to shoot.
Gotham Knight: "One, I wouldn’t care if I killed you myself."
And two…
Gotham Knight pauses.
Gotham Knight: "I’m not a comic book hero."
Gotham Knight turns around and jumps onto his bike.
Thief 1: "How am I suppose to get down from here?"
The Gotham Knight reaches to his belt and pushes a blue button as the rope that was holding Bret up, releases him as Bret falls down toward the ocean screaming at the top of his lungs. Out loud splash is heard as the Gotham Knight drives off on his bike with his cape flying through the air in this dark night of New York City.
The streets are not as packed this late at night as the Gotham Knight rides through the lanes of vehicles with speed. The cars that are out honk at the blur that drives past them. The Gotham Knight takes a right turn into an abandon alley way. He slowly drives behind a dumpster that has not been used in years and parks his bike behind it. He grabs a cloak he keeps stored in the dumpster and puts it over the bike to cover it up even more. He then pushes the dumpster towards the bike that it slightly presses up against the wall with the bike in between.
The Gotham Knight looks around and leaves the alleyway. He walks under a flickering street light and runs across the street to a broken down building. He runs to the side of the building to where the fire escape is at. He climbs the fire escape and gets up to the top floor which happens to be the fourth floor. He enters into an open window and turns around to shut it.
He walks toward the middle of the room and reaches up with his right hand and grabs the string of beads hanging above him and pulls it as a light turns on. It is a very dim light but the room could be seen anyways. There is nothing special about the room. No television, but yet there is a bookcase filled with comic books and actual novels. His bed seems a bit old and the end table near him has a book titled “The Batman Manual: How To Be Batman.” The Gotham Knight walks over to the closes and opens it up and it is filled with clothing for his outside appearance.
He takes off his mask and sets it on the shelf of the closet. He takes off his suit and hangs it up on a hanger. As he goes to turn around the light in the middle of his ceiling goes out. The moonlight shines through the window, but keeps his face covered. He walks over to his bed and lies down underneath a blanket and sets his head on his pillow for the next day he must get ready for his first job as a professional wrestler in the HcW. And the night where he takes the streets of New York as the Gotham Knight.
The image seen above is seen across the screen. The Gotham Knight’s actual location is unknown for this promo. He seems to be by himself with not even a cameraman. Actually the Gotham Knight is filming this on his own video recorder and plans to send it to the HcW when he is finished with it. He then slowly lifts his head up to look at the camera.
Gotham Knight: "Wednesday Night Warfare is coming up sooner than what most can hope for. But I on the other hand can wait as long as needed. I am filming this video with my own video recorder so the people who are going to watch this can see who the Gotham Knight is. Here I am."
"You take one look at me and you assume I am just a man who thinks I’m some freak that dresses up like Batman. With that statement comes some truth, but unfortunately for you, you will not find the truth about me, at least not now. The New Yorkers have already heard about me in the recent weeks. Now it is time for the whole world to see."
"I am not the Bruce Wayne you all see in the Batman movies. I am not that rich playboy who owns his own enterprise. In fact I am just a nobody in the night who’s hobby is to protect New York. But now I need the money as crime fighting doesn’t really pay the bills. In my debut I face Mr. Strange in what seems to be a Division X match."
"I heard the talk in the night Mr. Strange and I find it humorous that you believe you know me just because you’ve read the comics. I don’t need to hear the story on why you wear a mask, because personally I thought you were just too ugly in the public eyes. You could wear that scarf for the thousands that will die; I will only choke you with it so the thousands will have a fighting chance. Unlike the heroes you read about all the time I am not doing what I do for vengeance. My past was troubled but that is not the reason why I do this, except for maybe the way I dress up every night though."
"Like a former HcW Champion said, I could’ve chose Aquaman as the man to dress up as. But all that doesn’t matter. What matters is what will happen come Wednesday night. Mr. Strange there is no reason for me to be angry with you, I am not fighting you out of hatred. I am only fighting you as I need the money. But it seems to me that you like to get your gloves bloodied. Which in return I do too. I idolized Batman growing up as a child and I’ve seen what he has done to become a legend in the eyes of millions. I am not looking for that status. I am not asking to be the good guy that everyone will want me to be. I am not asking to be the villain that causes destruction and mass chaos everywhere I go. Because Mr. Strange I am not Batman, you could call me by that name but names to me do not matter. A name is a word that does not always describe you, as you see by my looks I already have you fooled."
"Mr. Strange you believe I won’t take a life, but how would you know if I have not already done so? You have no knowledge of me or of my history so for that I can see why you are not afraid to step into that ring with me. This is fine by me as I need you Mr. Strange, not just for battle but to send a message to the world. I am new here so I don’t have much knowledge myself about the HcW or the EwC. I do not know the men and women who think they can run this asylum out of just fear. Fear is what I hope to see here in HcW. But not fear because of me though, but because of what I might do to them if they step in my way."
"The Gotham Knight will come out of the shadows this Wednesday, but the real question is Mr. Strange. Are you ready to step into my shadow?"
The sound of a radio is heard from the belt of the Gotham Knight.
Woman 1: "9-1-1- what is the emergency?"
Woman 2: "Oh my God! I need your help, a man has broken into my house with a shotgun and he killed my husband! I have my two kids with me in my basement but I do not know how long until he comes down here! Somebody help us!"
With that the Gotham Knight stands up and runs away from the camera as the voices from the radio disappear along with him. The camera automatically shuts off.
