Post by "Golden Boy" Chris Gunn on Nov 11, 2012 19:52:38 GMT -4
"Fighting hurts my gorgeous body, but trashing wimps makes it all worthwhile."
The camera loves Chris Gunn... it practically begs to be on him twenty-four seven. In a world where every celebrity is constantly under watch, many hide from the paparazzi, while others embrace the constant flashing bulbs that forever immortalize their existence. Chris Gunn is one of those that can't stand to be away from the celebrity eye. He'd give everything for a few minutes where everything revolved around him and the beginning of achieving those dreams... would be APW's Monday Evening Meltdown.
[Flash Williams]
"Hey baby! We's about to make history. Ya'll come!"
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
I swear, Flash, one day I'm going to be able to understand a word that comes out of your mouth![/color]
[Flash Williams]
"Don't hate brotha'! Can you believe that we about to make it big time? 'dose fools ain't got a clue what's a brewin'!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"If you keep talking like an invalid, they'll all know we're a-comin'! It's embarrassing, Flash! I keep trying to tell you that nobody in the world speaks like that... I don't care what the cartoons say!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"Man, I done told 'ou that I ain't changin' for nobody. I am who I is and like it or not... deal wit' it!"[/color]
Williams' accent was difficult to place. He grew up on the mean streets of Manhattan, New York but picked up a southern 'twang during his time scouting talent in Bogalusa, Louisana. The two styles had fused together and formed a language that only Chris could understand at times.
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Check out this crowd that's gathered to see me!"[/color]
The atmosphere was electric with people jumping down at the sight of catching their favorite athletes strutting their stuff down the red carpeted aisle. Gunn was the spokesperson for a brand new Japanese video game that set off a shitstorm of support throughout the "Land of the Rising Sun." People were going absolutely crazy to get their hands on a copy of the game. They were pitching their tents on the sidewalk, living solely off whatever fast food establishment was within walking distance, and waiting to be the first to get a copy of their favorite action hero. Gunn was now bringing the hysteria to the United States, and it would only be aided by his signing with Action Packed Wrestling.
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Make sure you get my good side... oh wait, I only have good sides!"[/color]
A hint of laughter is follows a series of poses as the chorus of lightbulbs flashing create mass panic across the room as those wonder what their missing. The duo of Chris Gunn and Flash Williams disappear through the crowd and in to the building where the first round of a tournament involving the characters from the game will be held. Gunn seizes the few moments he'd have alone with his manager and confidant Flash Williams to discuss strategy.
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"So, finally, we're here. What's the plan, Flash?"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"We'll, Chris, 'ou best be ready for the fight of y'er life, dawg! They got 'ou mixin' it up with three scrub-diddilee-doos! And get 'dis... they ain't got no rulins, either!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Seriously, Flash, speak English!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"It mean they ain't gunna have no rules. Anything be legal, meng!"[/color]
Gunn ponders the thought of facing off against three other competitors without any rules - something that was a little bit of concern to the pretty faced megastar. He made a living off of royalties from licensing his likeness to his video game franchise.
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Are we sure that's such a good idea, Flash? I mean what if something tragic happened - like my face became disfigured and they were forced to use somebody like you as the new face of 'Boxer Blastoff'? That would be absolutely appalling... it wouldn't sell anything![/color]
[Flash Williams]
"Don't get it twisted, foo'! I be one fly muthatrucka'!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"You got one thing right - you look like a fly! Your head is too big for your body and your eyes bug out like you just saw Aubrey J. Parker walk by in a set of high heels and nothing else. I'm irreplaceable, man! If something would happen and I would succumb to the horrors of such an insane competition... then we'd have to bury the franchise and you'd be on the first plane back to Manhattan. You know you couldn't go back to eating 'Ramghettios!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"What in 'da blue hells is 'Ramghettios'?"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"You know... when you're so pour that you have to mix 'Spaghettios' and Ramen Noodles together to offer up some sort of variety. Man, you pretend like you're from the hood but sometimes, I swear you don't have any clue what it's like to have to suffer for anything![/color]
[Flash Williams]
"Except fo' that night when we don' lost heat in tha' apartment in Japan. I ain't never laugh so' hard when you's came bustin' in with yo' whitey tighties!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"I told you... we were to never speak of that night again! It was cold and the only way we could survive was to preserve our body heat in that sleeping bag! Nevertheless, 'who we be facin' - I'm only using your vernacular so I'll get an actual answer rather than some ridiculous retort about things we agreed to never speak of verbally again!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"Evan McDonalds, Mascara an' some brotha' 'dey don' found on the heap."[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Come on, get serious, those can't honestly be real people!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"I ain't thank so either..."[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Tell me what you know about Evan McDonald?"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"I do like me som' of 'em chicken nuggets!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"I didn't say McDonalds, Flash! I'm talking about one of my opponents in this barbaric affair Monday evening! Evan McDonald... pay attention!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"He said sumthin' 'bout 'bein bored... figure he'd try 'is hand at wrasslin'!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Bored, eh? I don't have any hang-up's about teaching him what it's like to struggle a little bit. You don't just walk in to a place like the APW and throw your name in the hat because you're bored! That's ridiculous. When you're sitting around at home, scooping out ice cream from your Mickey Mouse bowl, you don't all of the sudden toss it aside and pretend like you can climb a mountain. You don't roll out of the bed in the morning, flip on the TV and wrestle a wild boar. You don't slap on your coveralls, suck down a can of instant chili, and go out and run a marathon! What McDonald needs to understand about me is that I'm in tip-top shape! I spend every waking moment of my day pushing my video game... but the rest of my free time is spent sculpting this magnificent body. Something tells me this guy isn't fit for anything other than a life of asking, 'Would you like fries with that?' Maybe I'll send him back behind the cashier where he belongs."[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"You's a cocky mo'fo, man. This ain't no video gamin!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"And don't you forget it! How could I afford to be anything other than cocky with a face and body as beautiful as mine? I'm more than just a pretty face... I mean, I'm still me, ain't I? I'm not changing a whole lot from what I do inside that little entertainment box to stepping inside the ring. Every single one of these guys who want to get in the ring are just that - guys. There isn't anything special or proprietary about how they approach the ring. They all bark at the screen for hours on end until the time comes where they actually have to cash the checks their mouths have been writing... and there isn't any money in the bank."[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"You betta' hope that ain't the troof for you! What 'bout Mascara? Ain't that 'da stuff 'em ladies scrub across they eye?"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"I'll tip my cap to him because he's honed his craft outside of America - just like I have."[/color]
Flash sneers, looking to make an inappropriate comment, but pipes down at the seriousness of Gunn's glare.
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"But I'll be damned if I'm going to let him come in to my country and collect on my watch! We have seen enough immigrants come in to the country, illegally might I add, and steal jobs from hardworking Americans! I may not have been able to get my big break in this country but I've returned with a video game that is going to provide hundreds, probably thousands, with jobs! I don't care if you've been trained by the Grand Poobah himself... you make claims that the lot of us have never been in the ring with someone as fantastic and unique as yourself - well guess what? That's a two-edged sword, my friend! You wish you knew someone as good-looking, in shape, and pretty as me! I'm going to be dipping, and diving, and dodging my way around the ring before you even know what hit you. Please don't get me started on that mask!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"That foo' ugly as hell, man!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"I don't blame you... if I didn't look as good as me, I'd probably try and cover up my face at any opportunity. Look at me! Completely unblemished and perfect skin. The camera adores me and can't turn its back for more then thirty seconds before finding its way back to me once again. It's a good thing that we won't ever have to worry about you becoming famous... because when I'm done with you, no one is gonna dare take your picture! But don't worry! When the time comes I'll make sure to give every paparazzi in the APW faithful the chance for a photo-op with me on top of you and the referee counting to three!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"I kinna' like 'dis last dude, Scrap. He got some game!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Don't be silly, Flash! He's another hoodrat that couldn't ever escape the ghetto so he decided that the only way he could provide for himself was by using his hands. I'm way beyond that... way beyond that! It's like the managers of APW looked over the contracts and decided we weren't anything better than a pack of wild dogs."[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"Ain't nutin' wrong wit' bein' a dog, bro! Woof, woof!"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"It's not being a dog that concerns me... it's the treatment of said dog! It's like they collected the team and then threw them in the ring without any rules on how to survive and hung a piece of raw steak over the middle of the ring. Well, Flash, let me issue a warning now! I'm hungry, and nothing is going to stop me from getting that steak! While Scrap is more interested in laying wood to Hannah Storm, I'm preparing for his halfhearted attempt to move past me in the APW. It's like everybody who said I'd never make it and here I am standing on the precipice of something amazing. It seemed that every turn I made ended up leading me in to a dead end or an alley with no way to go but backwards. I'm confident that I'm the one that is going to propel this place forward... you can bet on that! Lights! Cameras! KNOCKOUT, Baby!"[/color]
[Flash Williams]
"What 'appened to the dreamland, Chris?"[/color]
["The Golden Boy" Chris Gunn]
"Need to keep them on their toes, Flash, can't let them in to my secrets! You know that! McDonald, Mascara, Scrap... what's about to happen to you is what happens to every video game character when they have reached a cliff and can't quite make it over. You have no lifelines and no continues. You've done well so far - and for that you're to be commended. Nice try, though, because I'm about to pull the plug!"[/color]
Fade.
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