Post by Twister on Aug 30, 2008 20:21:47 GMT -4
The great Labour Dabour... Or the weekend there in at least. I day when people sit back, reflect on all the tedious crap they do on a day to day basis, and as a showing of thanks, they will recieve an extra day off at the conclusion of their weekend. One day for a year of blood, sweat, tears, barf bags, ... What? Well it depends on your job doesn't it. Either way... Its also the weekend that signifies the end of the summer. No longer will the ladies be randomly walking down the street in their skimpy bikinis... No longer will it be acceptable to simply rest on your laurels and let the sun bathe you for hours or days on end. For some... One would argue the weekend signifies the end of your fun... For others just the beginning. Truly... With the APW heading to their biggest event of the summer... The same thing can be said.
Our scene opens up on a small yet oddly jammed packed bar, deep down in the heart of Vancouver. For some reason APW has cameras surrounding the place... Is it something planned? Or after the incident a couple months ago is the APW just covering its tracks at the bar closest to GM Place? As likely as the latter could sound... Indeed it is planned... Well at least as planned as anything gets when APWs favorite Xtreme Champion is involved. The camera fights through a mob of people and finally shows afore mentioned champion Twister sitting at the bar along side his long time drinking buddy, the Ace, Austin Daniels. The camera moves in closer and finally the duos voices can be heard.
I appreciate ya comin out man... Like old times!
Yeah we haven't been able to live it up in quite some time.
Yeah well ya haven't exactly been yourself of late man.
Well... Its been a rough spell, but will all be taken care of after Shockwave man... Streets is about to get thrown into the worst game of frogger of his life.
Twister raises his glass... Straight JD poured over four fingers of ice. He clinks his glass against the budwiser bottle of Ace before taking a sip each.
Ya know its funny... Seems one of the last times we were in a place like this you were main eventing the evening against Phate then too.
Yeah that would be pretty close I think man.
Twist... Ace! A word please!
The duo look at each other Ace obviously with distain... Twister well... your guess is as good as mine. The camera pans back and shows Phil bouncing off bodies towards the pairing.
Are you fucking kidding me?
May as well totally make things like old times eh?
Phil finally gets close enough to the duo... He brushes himself off and turns half towards the camera.
APW reporter Phil here, on the eve of the biggest event of the Summer shockwave and a great double feature we have here for you tonight as I stand here with "Ace" Austin Daniels who will look to over come a recent losing streak since falling to the man to my right, the Xtreme Champion, and the man who will compete for the World Championship this weekend... The Natural disaster himself, Twister.
Ace and Twister sit on their bar stools behind Phil. Twist finally stands up slightly and readjusts before sitting down again and grasping his glass firmly. Phil looks back and never sure if twist is going to hit him with the glass or just get drunk continues on cautiously. He turns to his left and addresses Ace.
Ace... You've been in a funk lately, seemingly stemming from losing your xtreme championship to your friend here Twister...
Whoa are you serious... Look man I aint here to discuss the past... everyone goes through bad spells right, Twist beat me straight up, and whether or not I have gotten back on track yet, will hold no ground on tomorrow. Why the hell you askin me stuff, I didnt even know you were coming here. Hell man lets just get to it here, you know, I know, everyone here knows, the story this week is sittin beside me... Talk to him and let me drink man!
Twister looks quizzically at his drinking buddy, as Phil turns his attention to him. Twist doesnt turn his attention from Ace though.
Dude...
Twist... Do your interview... The people gotta have questions for you... i'll do my talking in the ring.
Twister if I may.
Twister lets out a lengthy sigh before turning towards Phil.
How is it that you consistently find us Phil.
Word travels quickly especially when two of APWs biggest stars make a public apperance.
Ever the opportunist. Ok on with it.
Twister takes a sip of his Jack as Phil begins.
Well Twister, we are on the eve of what unequivicably has to be considered the biggest night of your career since your return to the ring as you are set to step into the ring against reigning APW World Heavyweight Champion Dr. Phate.
Reigning champ eh... He took advantage of a wounded man, who had already fought once that night and still he needed outside help to get the job done. Even at that he hasn't bothered to defend his title against anyone. He even wanted to take the month off... for what to plot how he was going to screw Kenny out of his rematch. You and I both know Phate is here for one reason and one reason only, and thats the work he does on his knees with the boss, not because of his work in the ring.
Seems to me though Twister, you met the Doctor in the ring a while back and it didnt go so well for you.
Were you and I watching that same match... I had Phate right where I wanted him... I had everything under control, the Doctor, if you will had to cheat to win, cause once again when put against actual competition, couldnt pull it out cleanly.
Isnt it you who always says though a win is a win Twist.
Sure Phil... Yeah he beat me. But riddle me this Phil... Who's beat me since then? Dont even try to come up with an answer, cause there isn't one Phil. See yeah, Phate beat me before... He... Got me on a bad day... Maybe I wasn't focused on the task at hand... Maybe there were more important things...
But now with the championship on the line... Surely there are no distractions.
Your right Phil... Sort of.
Sort of?
Twister takes a rather lengthy sip of his beverage before continuing.
There are no excuses this time... There is a focus that is unparalleled... Yes, the World title is at stake... Yes the ability to make the claim as being the very best the business has to offer is up for grabs, and yes, maybe just maybe that is something that I have craved since I returned to in ring action... But believe me when I tell you that will not be what I am fighting for come that bells toll.
Ace kind of stirs in his seat and looks confused by Twister's recent claim.
Are you serious? If not the World title... If not the fame... If not the glory Twister... then what?
Twister takes his sunglasses off his face and looks intensly at Phil causing him to actually back away a few inches.
Phil this goes above and beyond anything that that ring can contain. This comes down to a fathers pride. To a mans pride. To saving the world from an absolute nut job. Doctor Phates actions in the last few weeks, with himself, Kenny Lambardo... and worse yet poor Little Kenny.
Twister's expression softens slightly, but the fire still burns from inside.
This shit has no place with in the confines of our business... These actions have no place with in our planet. The fact that Phate was so scared of Kenny that he had to bully his son... The fact that he pulled a look a like of Kenny's deceased wife to assist witht his madness. The fact that he risked the life of an innocent child and ripped at the heart strings of all of man kind. That he could perform all of those actions with out even a hint of remorse proved that someone had to do something. Someone had to step in.
Wait a sec here Twister, so your saying your going into this match for your long time rival Kenny Lambardo.
Twister shakes his head and closes his eyes for a moment before refocusing on the interview at hand.
No... See it doesnt matter who it is at this point.. Kenny Lambardo, Trevor Blackwell, Bill Clinton, Harvey Whippleman... It doesnt matter Phil. See the one thing I have that you, or Phate or Jeff or anyone can understand Phil is I... Like Kenny... Am a father too. If put in the same situation as Kenny, I too moret han likely would have plummeted off the top of that tron... I TOO WOULD HAVE PUT MY LIFE ON THE LINE... for my son. Kenny... at that moment was no longer a wrestler... He was a man. A father. At the mercy of those... scum. He was defenseless... He knew what he was heading into, but judgement, common sense, or anything took a back seat to passion. The passion to save his son. To save his family. Even if at the expense of his own health and well being.
Twister takes a sip of his JD and takes a deep breath. Ace in the back ground can be seen ordering another round of drinks and hitting on the blonde waitress behind the bar.
To see Phate, and Jeff out in that ring... Celebrating... Like they had accomplished some great thing. Wasn't it enough that that poor boy had to live with out a mother. Wasn't it enough that the boy had been dragged through trial after trial because of this business that we live in. To put him through all that...
Twist...
Shut up Phil. Phate... Jeff... You enjoy what is left of your time on top. You enjoy what is left of this power trip. Tomorrow night, the championship will be but a small victory in the great picture. Becoming the first dual champion in APW history will be but a trivial foot note. Being the last man standing at the end of what will undoubtedly be a grueling war will be but a whisper in the wind. Victory, will equate a small token of redemption. Not just for me, not just for Kenny, but for fathers everywhere. For man kind everywhere. For the good of me, for APW, and for society as a whole. Phate, bring everything you got cause I will beat it out of you... I will beat you down til there is nothing left. Jeff if you get in the way... I'll take you out too... For this match is more personal than any before it. Phate... Jeff... In memory of Diana... For little Kenny... For man kind... You WILL... like no one else before... Fear Twister's Rage.
Twister sets his empty glass down on the bar and turns towards his fresh glass... He speaks inaudibly towards Ace as Phil tries to intervene.
Um Twist...
This interview is over Phil.
Phil places a hand on Twisters shoulder and Twister grabs the empty glass and in one swift movement spins around and smashes the glass across the side of Phils head. Phil crumples to the ground as Twister stands over his victim. Ace jumps out of his seat and pulls Twister away as our cameras fade out.
Our scene opens up on a small yet oddly jammed packed bar, deep down in the heart of Vancouver. For some reason APW has cameras surrounding the place... Is it something planned? Or after the incident a couple months ago is the APW just covering its tracks at the bar closest to GM Place? As likely as the latter could sound... Indeed it is planned... Well at least as planned as anything gets when APWs favorite Xtreme Champion is involved. The camera fights through a mob of people and finally shows afore mentioned champion Twister sitting at the bar along side his long time drinking buddy, the Ace, Austin Daniels. The camera moves in closer and finally the duos voices can be heard.
I appreciate ya comin out man... Like old times!
Yeah we haven't been able to live it up in quite some time.
Yeah well ya haven't exactly been yourself of late man.
Well... Its been a rough spell, but will all be taken care of after Shockwave man... Streets is about to get thrown into the worst game of frogger of his life.
Twister raises his glass... Straight JD poured over four fingers of ice. He clinks his glass against the budwiser bottle of Ace before taking a sip each.
Ya know its funny... Seems one of the last times we were in a place like this you were main eventing the evening against Phate then too.
Yeah that would be pretty close I think man.
Twist... Ace! A word please!
The duo look at each other Ace obviously with distain... Twister well... your guess is as good as mine. The camera pans back and shows Phil bouncing off bodies towards the pairing.
Are you fucking kidding me?
May as well totally make things like old times eh?
Phil finally gets close enough to the duo... He brushes himself off and turns half towards the camera.
APW reporter Phil here, on the eve of the biggest event of the Summer shockwave and a great double feature we have here for you tonight as I stand here with "Ace" Austin Daniels who will look to over come a recent losing streak since falling to the man to my right, the Xtreme Champion, and the man who will compete for the World Championship this weekend... The Natural disaster himself, Twister.
Ace and Twister sit on their bar stools behind Phil. Twist finally stands up slightly and readjusts before sitting down again and grasping his glass firmly. Phil looks back and never sure if twist is going to hit him with the glass or just get drunk continues on cautiously. He turns to his left and addresses Ace.
Ace... You've been in a funk lately, seemingly stemming from losing your xtreme championship to your friend here Twister...
Whoa are you serious... Look man I aint here to discuss the past... everyone goes through bad spells right, Twist beat me straight up, and whether or not I have gotten back on track yet, will hold no ground on tomorrow. Why the hell you askin me stuff, I didnt even know you were coming here. Hell man lets just get to it here, you know, I know, everyone here knows, the story this week is sittin beside me... Talk to him and let me drink man!
Twister looks quizzically at his drinking buddy, as Phil turns his attention to him. Twist doesnt turn his attention from Ace though.
Dude...
Twist... Do your interview... The people gotta have questions for you... i'll do my talking in the ring.
Twister if I may.
Twister lets out a lengthy sigh before turning towards Phil.
How is it that you consistently find us Phil.
Word travels quickly especially when two of APWs biggest stars make a public apperance.
Ever the opportunist. Ok on with it.
Twister takes a sip of his Jack as Phil begins.
Well Twister, we are on the eve of what unequivicably has to be considered the biggest night of your career since your return to the ring as you are set to step into the ring against reigning APW World Heavyweight Champion Dr. Phate.
Reigning champ eh... He took advantage of a wounded man, who had already fought once that night and still he needed outside help to get the job done. Even at that he hasn't bothered to defend his title against anyone. He even wanted to take the month off... for what to plot how he was going to screw Kenny out of his rematch. You and I both know Phate is here for one reason and one reason only, and thats the work he does on his knees with the boss, not because of his work in the ring.
Seems to me though Twister, you met the Doctor in the ring a while back and it didnt go so well for you.
Were you and I watching that same match... I had Phate right where I wanted him... I had everything under control, the Doctor, if you will had to cheat to win, cause once again when put against actual competition, couldnt pull it out cleanly.
Isnt it you who always says though a win is a win Twist.
Sure Phil... Yeah he beat me. But riddle me this Phil... Who's beat me since then? Dont even try to come up with an answer, cause there isn't one Phil. See yeah, Phate beat me before... He... Got me on a bad day... Maybe I wasn't focused on the task at hand... Maybe there were more important things...
But now with the championship on the line... Surely there are no distractions.
Your right Phil... Sort of.
Sort of?
Twister takes a rather lengthy sip of his beverage before continuing.
There are no excuses this time... There is a focus that is unparalleled... Yes, the World title is at stake... Yes the ability to make the claim as being the very best the business has to offer is up for grabs, and yes, maybe just maybe that is something that I have craved since I returned to in ring action... But believe me when I tell you that will not be what I am fighting for come that bells toll.
Ace kind of stirs in his seat and looks confused by Twister's recent claim.
Are you serious? If not the World title... If not the fame... If not the glory Twister... then what?
Twister takes his sunglasses off his face and looks intensly at Phil causing him to actually back away a few inches.
Phil this goes above and beyond anything that that ring can contain. This comes down to a fathers pride. To a mans pride. To saving the world from an absolute nut job. Doctor Phates actions in the last few weeks, with himself, Kenny Lambardo... and worse yet poor Little Kenny.
Twister's expression softens slightly, but the fire still burns from inside.
This shit has no place with in the confines of our business... These actions have no place with in our planet. The fact that Phate was so scared of Kenny that he had to bully his son... The fact that he pulled a look a like of Kenny's deceased wife to assist witht his madness. The fact that he risked the life of an innocent child and ripped at the heart strings of all of man kind. That he could perform all of those actions with out even a hint of remorse proved that someone had to do something. Someone had to step in.
Wait a sec here Twister, so your saying your going into this match for your long time rival Kenny Lambardo.
Twister shakes his head and closes his eyes for a moment before refocusing on the interview at hand.
No... See it doesnt matter who it is at this point.. Kenny Lambardo, Trevor Blackwell, Bill Clinton, Harvey Whippleman... It doesnt matter Phil. See the one thing I have that you, or Phate or Jeff or anyone can understand Phil is I... Like Kenny... Am a father too. If put in the same situation as Kenny, I too moret han likely would have plummeted off the top of that tron... I TOO WOULD HAVE PUT MY LIFE ON THE LINE... for my son. Kenny... at that moment was no longer a wrestler... He was a man. A father. At the mercy of those... scum. He was defenseless... He knew what he was heading into, but judgement, common sense, or anything took a back seat to passion. The passion to save his son. To save his family. Even if at the expense of his own health and well being.
Twister takes a sip of his JD and takes a deep breath. Ace in the back ground can be seen ordering another round of drinks and hitting on the blonde waitress behind the bar.
To see Phate, and Jeff out in that ring... Celebrating... Like they had accomplished some great thing. Wasn't it enough that that poor boy had to live with out a mother. Wasn't it enough that the boy had been dragged through trial after trial because of this business that we live in. To put him through all that...
Twist...
Shut up Phil. Phate... Jeff... You enjoy what is left of your time on top. You enjoy what is left of this power trip. Tomorrow night, the championship will be but a small victory in the great picture. Becoming the first dual champion in APW history will be but a trivial foot note. Being the last man standing at the end of what will undoubtedly be a grueling war will be but a whisper in the wind. Victory, will equate a small token of redemption. Not just for me, not just for Kenny, but for fathers everywhere. For man kind everywhere. For the good of me, for APW, and for society as a whole. Phate, bring everything you got cause I will beat it out of you... I will beat you down til there is nothing left. Jeff if you get in the way... I'll take you out too... For this match is more personal than any before it. Phate... Jeff... In memory of Diana... For little Kenny... For man kind... You WILL... like no one else before... Fear Twister's Rage.
Twister sets his empty glass down on the bar and turns towards his fresh glass... He speaks inaudibly towards Ace as Phil tries to intervene.
Um Twist...
This interview is over Phil.
Phil places a hand on Twisters shoulder and Twister grabs the empty glass and in one swift movement spins around and smashes the glass across the side of Phils head. Phil crumples to the ground as Twister stands over his victim. Ace jumps out of his seat and pulls Twister away as our cameras fade out.
