Post by John Green on May 23, 2009 15:27:03 GMT -4
Let The Games Begin
Another loss, another match, another paycheque, and yet another day in the life of John. This weekend he will be facing 3 other competitors for the World Title in an No Disqualification. Just another match that he has to walk into, and out of the loser. And with Jason Royce playing his own mind games with John, it's only a matter of time before our hero reluctantly has to fade away from the public eye, and just keep getting richer.
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The scene starts out with John dragging a heavy dufflebag through a parking lot. Finding his car, he tosses the bag into the trunk and is about to get in when his cellphone goes off. Taking a look at the number, a confused look comes over his face, but none the less he picks it up.
John- Hello?
Voice- John ol' buddy how ya been? It's Tony, you remember me right.
John- Tony... Vincenzo? That agent from LA?
Tony- Yeah, yeah that's me. I got some good news for you baby.
John- Oh yeah? What's that? It better be more money.
Tony- How's 23 extra dollars sound, I just got back a copy of your record sales.
John- Ah yes.. that record. Did Kid Rock ever sue us on that one?
Tony- Nah, I took care of it for ya. Remember he's a big fan of you, and he thought it was cute that we would rewrite all of his top hits.
John- Well, rewrites not really the word. More like replaced his name with mine, and changed a few things here and there. Anyways, I sold one of them?
Tony- Yeah, some kid bought it. Claims he's your number one fan.
John- And how is this good news anyways? I only sold one copy.
Tony- John relax, you get some publicity out of it. See this kids a special case, turns out he's paralyzed from the waist down, wheelchair type kid, you know the deal. Anyways, you hang out with him for a day, I'll get some press coverage on it, and you'll look like the good guy to the world.
John- Unfortunatly publicity doesn't win me matches.
Tony- You'll get some merchandise sales out of this, your money is good in my hands John, I'm starting to turn you a good profit. And besides, ain't you making more jobbing then you were winning?
John- I'd rather not talk about it, it's starting to get humiliating.
Tony- We'll talk about that another time then, but you gotta meet this kid, we're flying him out to see you tomorrow morning.
John- Alright, alright.. but I want this to be a big headline ok. John cheers up cripple or something. You work your magic.
Tony- Alright, that's my boy. I'll give you a call tomorrow afternoon, tell you how things work out. Ok?
John- Ok, talk to you later Tony.
Tony- Wait.. John.. just don't do anything stupid for once will ya?
John- Yeah.. whatever. Call me tomorrow. Chow.
Tony- Chow.
John closes his cellphone and looks around, getting into his car he starts it up and drives off.
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The Next Morning
John is sitting in a limo watching a closed circuit television, trying to catch any wrestling news about him. The station doesn't mention his name once, and goes on to talk about another rising federation. Beside him is a bulky looking man with dark sunglasses on wearing a business suit. He looks and dresses like an FBI agent, as he watches tv with John.
John- Rising federation looking for some top stars eh.. I'll think about it. What about you man? You thinking of wrestling.
Man- Who me? Nah, I just do this security business. Pays the bills.
John- What's your name anyways?
Man- Friends call me "The Wall". That's all anyone really needs to know.
John- Nice name.. they call me John. "The Retribution Killer" John Green if you want to get formal.
"The Wall"- Thanks, and nice name yourself. A bit odd isn't it?
John- To many posers out there, had to let everyone know who the original John was. It works. Where's the kid anyways? He's late.
"The Wall"- I don't know, I was just told to protect you with my life.
John- Tonys got to much money invested in me, I pay his bills if ya know what I mean. Not that I'm worried about my number one fan killing me or anything.
"The Wall"- Regardless, I'm your security from now on.
John- Works for me, you sure you're not intrested in the wrestling business?
"The Wall"- I'm intrested in protecting my clients and making money.
John- I'll work something out for you, a man like yourself could be useful to me. What's that out there? (John points outside)
"The Wall"- Looks like your number one fan. I'll get the door.
"The Wall" get's out of the limo and opens the door for the kid. His wheelchair is awkward to get in at first, but with the amount of room in the back of the limo, he easily finds a place to park. He looks at John with wide eyes and nervously holds out his hand.
John- Hi, I'm John. (shakes hand)
Kid- I.. I... I... I'm Gary. I can't b..b ....b.... believe I'm meeting you.
John- Nervous?
Gary- A little. I stu...stut... stutter alot.
John- Well nice to meet you Gary. Thanks for buying my new cd.
Gary- It rocks dude.
John- Good to hear, so anything special you want to do today?
Gary- Six Flags!
John- Uhh.. damn, how do I break it to you kid. Umm.. yeah I went to Disneyworld last week. Maybe we could go watch a baseball game or something?
Gary- I don't like bas.. base... baseball.
John- Well what do you like?
Gary- Video games, and you.
John- You want to play some video games with me?
Gary- (gasp) Really?
John- Yeah, check this out.
John slides open the back window and talks with the driver.
John- We got a PS2 in here?
Driver- Yes sir, it's already built in, check your remote control for the game button. Controls are beside the alchol compartment.
John- There's an alchol compartment? Why wasn't I informed.
Driver- Sir your agent asked me not to stock up the alchol, I just followed the instructions given to me.
John closes the window and scans his remote for the game button. Finding it, he pushes it as "The Wall" hands him two wireless controllers. The tv screen has a selection of games to play as John let's Gary pick one.
Gary- Let's play.. APW..
John- We have a video game? I thought they were bullshitting me.
Gary- Ha ha, you're funny John.
John- I'm going to kick your ass man.
As the game boots up and they get to the character selection screen, John notices the different ratings for superstars. Looking for himself he finds that his rating is a mere 62 out of 100.
John- What the...
Gary- What's wrong?
John- Shouldn't my rating be higher? Who's the best superstar in this game?
Gary- Level One, Hurricane Jeff and.. Twi.. Twi... Twister.
John- Am I any good in this game?
Gary- I beat the game with you, it was really really hard though. I lost alot.
John- Wow.. talk about a slap in the face.
Gary- Hurry up and play.
John picks himself and waits for the game to load. "The Wall" watches on with intrest as John does his entrance in the game. Gary has picked Level One to play as, and smiles when he comes down.
John- Well at least I finally get to beat Level for once.
John starts pressing random buttons as he tries to figure out what to do, but Gary expertly rolls him up with a school boy. John laughs as he thinks he will kick out, but instead loses.
John- WHAT THE HELL!!
Gary- Ha ha.. I bea.. bea.. beat you.
John- Rematch, NOW.
John tries again but loses when he grabs a steel chair from outside and hits Level with it.
John- Oh so you can win with a schoolboy but the out cold ref see's me hit you with a chair. This game sucks dude, want to do something else yet?
Gary- I'm having fun.
John- Well I think I have to take you outside. Keep playing, I'll find out what's going on.
John picks up his cellphone and starts dialing Tony's number. After a few rings he finally picks up.
John- Tony it's John. We need to talk like.. now.
Tony- What's up baby? You get the limo?
John- Yeah yeah, everythings good. Except I have no clue what to do with this kid. Where's my media?
Tony- Ok, you must not have gotten my email this morning.
John- Email? It would be nice to even have a computer.
Tony- You don't have a computer? How did you get an email address?
John- Former agent gave me one, never check the damn thing. Get me a computer for future use.
Tony- No problem, I'll have it in your hotel by the end of tonight. But what you have to do now is get to this empty building. I told the media to meet you there, and inside they can interview you and Gary. Simple stuff like who you are, why you're hanging out with Gary. I made it simple enough that not even you can screw it up. Remember to hug the kid at the end, that'll make a good front page photo. When you're done there you can have the limo driver drop Gary off at the airport where he'll go back home. Get a copy of you and him hugging, sign it, and send him off.
John- Well jeez, would have been nice to know this before. Does the driver know where to go?
Tony- Yeah, so you take him there, do your thing and be good. We're making you some money remember that, anyways, I got some things to do so chow baby, give me a call if you need anything.
John says goodbye to Tony, and closes his phone. Gary is still playing the PS2 as John opens up the drivers window and gives him the order to meet the media. Closing the window, John sits back and watches Gary destroy opponent after opponent on the video game.
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Media Coverage
John is sitting across from a reporter while a cameraman stands behind her. Gary sits beside John with a huge smile on his face. When John told him he would be on television, he immediatly put down the PS2 controller. It seemed to be the only way to get him off the damn thing. The reporter tells the cameraman to start rolling as she starts out the interview.
Reporter- This is Trisha Bowie bringing you yet another celebrity interview. Today we have APW superstar John Green and his special guest Gary who is hanging out with him for a day. So tell us John, how did this all come together?
John- Well when I found out that Gary here was the first person to buy my cd yesterday, I offered him a free trip down to Chicago to meet me. He agreed and well here we are today.
Trisha- Well that sure was nice of you. Speaking of your cd, some people have claimed that it's nothing more then one of Kid Rocks cd's with a few words here and there changed around. What are your thoughts on these comments.
John- They are absolutely correct. Kid Rock and I are good friends and he laughed when I gave him a copy of the cd. He loved the idea because not only does it help me expand into other branches of media, it gives him a bit of publicity as well. And as they say in the entertainment business, any publicity is good publicity.
Trisha- That they do ha ha, so today you and Gary have obviously been hitting the town. Tell us, what did you two do today?
John- Well I picked him up, and he got to ride in a limosuine with me. I think he really did enjoy that, and he certaintly jumped for joy when I told him he could be on television. We had a fun filled afternoon, but I'd like to keep the details between him and I. Gives him a good story to tell his friends back home.
Trisha- Well as much as we'd like to know, we can't exactly pry it out of you. So Gary, did you enjoy yourself today?
Gary- Yes Spe..Spe... John is the best.
Trisha- You heard it from his number one fan first, ladies and gentleman John Green is the best.
John- And if I may add something here Trisha. You can catch me live in action this Sunday when I wrestle for the APW World Heavyweight Title in an 4-Way No DQ match. Be sure to get your tickets to this event before they're all sold out. Or order it on PPV, because to see the best, you have to pay.
Trisha- We'll be sure to do that down at the station. Any final comments from either one of you?
John reaches over and gives Gary a hug.
John- I'd like to thank Gary for being my number one fan, and my coolest fan ever.
John gives the cameras a smile as they stop rolling.
John- Ok, how was that?
Trisha- Excellent, we'll be sure to air this later tonight. Thanks for stopping by.
John- No.. thank you. One more thing, do you have a camera on you?
Trisha- Always, as a reporter it's important to carry all recording devices.
John- Can you take a picture of Gary and I?
Trisha- No problem.
Trisha snaps a quick shot of John with his arm around Gary, and waits for it to instantly develop. She hands it over to John who quickly signs it and gives it to Gary.
Gary- Wow.. thanks John!
John- No problem kid. But this is where I have to say goodbye. I have a match to prepare for this Sunday afterall. The limo will take you to the airport where I'm sure your parents are waiting for you.
Gary- Goodbye John. Tha.. tha... thanks for a fun day.
John- You to kid, you to.
John helps Gary into the limo where "The Wall" is watching tv. He nods at him, as John motions for him to step out of the limo to come talk to him.
"The Wall"- What's up? Are we done here?
John- Yeah, the kids going home. (slapping the limo two times it pulls off) But I have another job for you.
"The Wall"- What's that?
John- Wanna be my full time security?
"The Wall"- I already am.
John- I meant in the ring, I can arrange something for you right now. You tell me how much you want to make and I'll try to get it for you. All I need you to do is watch my back. A big guy like yourself should be more then enough to take care of my enemies.
"The Wall"- You get me 50,000 a year and I'll sign on today.
John- Stop by the arena on Sunday, I'm sure Jeff will have a contract offer for you. You got a place to stay tonight?
"The Wall"- Of course, I do live here you know.
John- Got any kids? A wife?
"The Wall"- Nope, I'm a bachelor.
John- Good, cause you'll be packing everything you want to take with you tonight. Two bags that's it. Meet me at the hotel in the morning. I'll get you trained on what to do.
"The Wall"- I haven't even signed a contract yet?
John- Consider this your tryout then, you and I.. we're going places from now on. Just keep your eye on the television tonight. I'll be airing out a lot of dirty laundry.
"The Wall"- Yes sir. I won't let you down.
John starts walking down the street with "The Wall" and gives him the basic idea on what he will be doing for John as well as some personal pointers.
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John returns back to his hotel to find a brand new laptop sitting on his bed. Instruction on how to use it are placed on top, as he checks it out. As he fools around on it, he starts to get the hang of things and finds the email Tony had sent him. Nodding in approval of his new toy, he sets it aside and takes a deep breath, running his hands through his hair. Grabbing the video camera that he keeps with him, he sets it up on the dresser and starts pacing around the room. Finally turning it on, he continues his pacing.
John- Now.. I'm not quite sure how I want to do this. I mean, three other guys are going to decimate my words if I don't do this carefully. So let's start out with the basics. Yes there is a 4-Way No DQ Match, and yes the World Title is at stake. We have one guy who has just arrived here in APW and is already gaining a World Title Shot, but we're supposed to fear him. Do I fear him? Hard to say. I'm uncertain of him more or less. Nobody really knows the damage he could do. But as I look around at the rest of my opponents, I see things as they really are. I'm the weak link in this one. I'm the guy that nobody expects to win, the underdog so to speak. So this would bring me to Jason Royce first. The usual weak link, the overlooked one. The whiner in my honest opinion.
John- Don't know what I'm talking about Jason? Well take a look at everything from a different perspective. Last time I was running around here, doing my thing, and being on top. You claimed you were underrated, misused.. and so on and so on. But a year has gone past since those times, and yet you haven't changed one bit. Which leads me to believe that it's not APW mistreating you, it's yourself. You haven't made an impact, you didn't do anything with your career. Look at it this way. Remember a long long time ago when I John Green was running rampant and wild around here? When I would stir up shit every week, and could get away with it? Well back then I was the overlooked one, the one who people would fear, but no care about until the last minute. Now look at me now. A joke of APW, a loser.. even a jobber. I haven't done anything good match wise thus far since RassleMania V. Yet here I am, in the World Title Match. Why though? Because I did something. I did something before my career went down the drain. I got some publicity here and there, I made a stable that is surely crumbling apart now, and I got myself a hot girlfriend whom just left me. But that's ok.. I got here. I used everyone that came my way to get a shot at the World Title. And to be quite honest now that I'm here, I'm really contemplating on how much I want it. Some would and have gone on to say that I gave up. That I lost passion for this business. And to be honest with everyone.. I really have. But that's why I'm here today to explain my recent actions. See.. I came to one President Jeff at the start of this year. I told him what I wanted and how much money I wanted. And guess who said no? That's right.. he didn't care if I was back or not. So I made a stupid decision, I asked him how I could make the money I wanted and get a World Title shot this year. Know what he told me? He said he needed a jobber, a joke of APW so to speak. Someone to get the new guys over, and to make the main event guys stronger. So I sold out. I gave up my reputation of being a great wrestler with minimal losses.. for a few hundred thousand dollars. And I realize now that it was a mistake. All the money in the world cannot bring back my career now.. no, I have to do it myself.
John- Which leads me onto the World Title. It seems this could very well be my last shot at it, now that I've aired out that little bit of information. So that being said, I have to go out there and finally give it my all. I have to show the fans and all the critics that John Green is not a joke, but rather a force to be reckoned with. And you know what, I feel that I can do it. Deep down inside of me I begin remembering the high I used to get from wrestling. A high I don't even get anymore because I already know the outcome. I miss going out there and not knowing whether I would be out wrestled that night or not. And I'm a junkie for that high, I've been denied it for so long that it's soon to become an obsession with me once again. And all I have to do is defeat people like you Jason. I have to prove to you that you're not underated but rather overrated. The whole "I'm misused around here, don't get what I deserve" attitude, it needs to go. Losing to someone like me.. well that would be all the proof you need. See now that I'm a joke people will laugh at you. They'll say "you lost to John of all people" and what are you going to say to that? Tell them how amazing of a wrestler I am? Tell them it's no shame to lose to me? Those days are long gone for now. Key words.. for now. So really Jason, you're in the same boat as me here. We either let our careers simmer where they are, or we get off our asses and do something. What's it going to be? You going to be continue calling yourself "The Whole Mother Fuckin' Deal?" or are you going to bow down to "The Real Fuckin' Deal"? The balls in your court Jason, I suggest putting your heart and soul into this match, it may be your only choice to do anything in APW for a long long time.
John- And moving on.. we have Pence here. Some guy I've gotten to know very well over the last couple of weeks. Pence Weatherlight.. a man I never respected and never will. I'm sorry Pence, but inviting you to join APW was a wrong move on my part. Not because of your win loss record, but because of who you are. You're annoying to me plain and simple. You walk around thinking your shit doesn't stink, thinking you're a proper main eventer around here, and hanging onto broken memories. When are you going to change Pence? You've been with APW since the beginning of this month and.. you fail. You fail to be anything here, just as I do. Doesn't that make you a hypocrit? A fuckin' bold faced lier? How can you come out here on national television and call me a failure? WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE HERE?! Look around you Pence.. look around you and ask everyone that question. I see one man around here who has done something. And his name is Level One. Whom I will get to much later. Look at the cold hard facts Pence. Nobody cares about who won what match for the contendership and when they won it. They care about who beat who for the title. Who held it for x amount of time. And who is the most entertaining superstar on APW televison. That's how you do something around here, that's why you brag about. Do I have anything to brag about? You're god damned right I do. I sat around on my ass, jobbing to pathetic wrestlers, and all for a World Title shot and money. And yeah, I may not be proud of it.. but damn it, it's something to brag about. Look at the roster and you'll find a handful of superstars who are more deserving of this shot then I am. And yet.. they don't get it. But do you deserve it Pence? No.. not at all. So cut the bullshit around here, and realize that you suck just as much as I have this year. You're not a big time superstar that everyones worried about. In fact, they're laughing at you right now. They're laughing at me, and they're laughing at Royce. Who you ask? That damn Champion Level One. He thinks he has this match won already, while he is just sitting back while we all make fools of ourselves and self masterbate about our current run in APW. So my suggestion to you is simple.. think before you speak, and get your facts straight.
John- Now as much as I would like to point out the obvious flaws in Level One next.. I think I'll do a bit more research on him before I speak one more word towards him. This is what I do know about you Level. You're not one to be overlooked. In fact you're the only one in this match who has gone from the bottom up. You ruined me not just once but twice. You went on to RassleMania to win the World Title while I went and lost to Shadow. Was I happy about you being champion? No. I hated everything about you being a World Champion And then I took a look at what you were doing. Was I impressed? Yes. Was I shocked? Yes. You've done everything you were told you couldn't do. You beat top competitors, and held that title for a long ass time. Did you get the respect you deserved? No.. and that's what makes me wonder if the Title is what makes a good wrestler. You were the poster boy for underused. Fuck everyone else you had the world in the palm of your hands and got overshadowed by everyone. And that's why I want to do some better research on you. If you beat top competitors, I have to find out what they did wrong. I have to scour over hours upon hours of matches and find any flaw you may or may not have. Do I think your invincible though? Hell no.. there's a way to bring you down, and once I figure it out.. I'll have another hurdle jumped over.
John- You know what screw this leaving you out.
John- Now Level.. I don't suppose it's fair to just leave you out of this. The king of parody as I would prefer to call you. Then again, that is what you'll probably do. No? I really don't know what your going to do Level. But you should probably do something soon, after all I do need to sleep this week. Some people have called me an underachiever, I'm not this falling star, while you remain shining a decent light. So I guess I have to take you out to stop from falling any lower.. easier said then done. Record wise at least. I don't think I've ever won anything against you Level. You've always squeeked by me. Kind of like at New Years Retribution. I tried to win by an inch, and you stopped me. That's why I plan on revising my gameplan. I'll let you in on that on a later day though. You're a good wrestler Level, don't get me wrong. It's just.. you give me no reason to like you. We've spent the better part of avoiding each other in the ring since Carnage, and rightfully so. I will never see eye to eye with you Level, and I do hope you succeedall the time one day. But rest assured, that day will not come until I am six feet underground. I'm not letting you slip by me one more time.. not when the stakes are this high. But then again.. if we were playing a game of poker here, I could be bluffing. So what's it going to be Level? You going to call my bluff and go all in? Get back to me on that one.. cause you're another superstar that I'm just dying to here from.
With that, he looks at the camera and shuts it off. As he's putting his camera away, his cell phone starts ringing. Picking it up, he calmly answers it.
John- Hello?
Voice- Is this John Green?
John- Sure is... who's this?
Voice- Let's just say that I know you, but you don't know me. I want you to do me a little favour.
John- Who is this?
Voice- There's a package waiting for you in a security vault. Go to The Foster Bank and unlock box 357. The key is already in your mailbox downstairs in the lobby. Further instructions are included there.
John- What? WHO THE HELL IS THIS?
click and dead tone
John- DAMN IT.. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!
-End Rp-
Another loss, another match, another paycheque, and yet another day in the life of John. This weekend he will be facing 3 other competitors for the World Title in an No Disqualification. Just another match that he has to walk into, and out of the loser. And with Jason Royce playing his own mind games with John, it's only a matter of time before our hero reluctantly has to fade away from the public eye, and just keep getting richer.
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The scene starts out with John dragging a heavy dufflebag through a parking lot. Finding his car, he tosses the bag into the trunk and is about to get in when his cellphone goes off. Taking a look at the number, a confused look comes over his face, but none the less he picks it up.
John- Hello?
Voice- John ol' buddy how ya been? It's Tony, you remember me right.
John- Tony... Vincenzo? That agent from LA?
Tony- Yeah, yeah that's me. I got some good news for you baby.
John- Oh yeah? What's that? It better be more money.
Tony- How's 23 extra dollars sound, I just got back a copy of your record sales.
John- Ah yes.. that record. Did Kid Rock ever sue us on that one?
Tony- Nah, I took care of it for ya. Remember he's a big fan of you, and he thought it was cute that we would rewrite all of his top hits.
John- Well, rewrites not really the word. More like replaced his name with mine, and changed a few things here and there. Anyways, I sold one of them?
Tony- Yeah, some kid bought it. Claims he's your number one fan.
John- And how is this good news anyways? I only sold one copy.
Tony- John relax, you get some publicity out of it. See this kids a special case, turns out he's paralyzed from the waist down, wheelchair type kid, you know the deal. Anyways, you hang out with him for a day, I'll get some press coverage on it, and you'll look like the good guy to the world.
John- Unfortunatly publicity doesn't win me matches.
Tony- You'll get some merchandise sales out of this, your money is good in my hands John, I'm starting to turn you a good profit. And besides, ain't you making more jobbing then you were winning?
John- I'd rather not talk about it, it's starting to get humiliating.
Tony- We'll talk about that another time then, but you gotta meet this kid, we're flying him out to see you tomorrow morning.
John- Alright, alright.. but I want this to be a big headline ok. John cheers up cripple or something. You work your magic.
Tony- Alright, that's my boy. I'll give you a call tomorrow afternoon, tell you how things work out. Ok?
John- Ok, talk to you later Tony.
Tony- Wait.. John.. just don't do anything stupid for once will ya?
John- Yeah.. whatever. Call me tomorrow. Chow.
Tony- Chow.
John closes his cellphone and looks around, getting into his car he starts it up and drives off.
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The Next Morning
John is sitting in a limo watching a closed circuit television, trying to catch any wrestling news about him. The station doesn't mention his name once, and goes on to talk about another rising federation. Beside him is a bulky looking man with dark sunglasses on wearing a business suit. He looks and dresses like an FBI agent, as he watches tv with John.
John- Rising federation looking for some top stars eh.. I'll think about it. What about you man? You thinking of wrestling.
Man- Who me? Nah, I just do this security business. Pays the bills.
John- What's your name anyways?
Man- Friends call me "The Wall". That's all anyone really needs to know.
John- Nice name.. they call me John. "The Retribution Killer" John Green if you want to get formal.
"The Wall"- Thanks, and nice name yourself. A bit odd isn't it?
John- To many posers out there, had to let everyone know who the original John was. It works. Where's the kid anyways? He's late.
"The Wall"- I don't know, I was just told to protect you with my life.
John- Tonys got to much money invested in me, I pay his bills if ya know what I mean. Not that I'm worried about my number one fan killing me or anything.
"The Wall"- Regardless, I'm your security from now on.
John- Works for me, you sure you're not intrested in the wrestling business?
"The Wall"- I'm intrested in protecting my clients and making money.
John- I'll work something out for you, a man like yourself could be useful to me. What's that out there? (John points outside)
"The Wall"- Looks like your number one fan. I'll get the door.
"The Wall" get's out of the limo and opens the door for the kid. His wheelchair is awkward to get in at first, but with the amount of room in the back of the limo, he easily finds a place to park. He looks at John with wide eyes and nervously holds out his hand.
John- Hi, I'm John. (shakes hand)
Kid- I.. I... I... I'm Gary. I can't b..b ....b.... believe I'm meeting you.
John- Nervous?
Gary- A little. I stu...stut... stutter alot.
John- Well nice to meet you Gary. Thanks for buying my new cd.
Gary- It rocks dude.
John- Good to hear, so anything special you want to do today?
Gary- Six Flags!
John- Uhh.. damn, how do I break it to you kid. Umm.. yeah I went to Disneyworld last week. Maybe we could go watch a baseball game or something?
Gary- I don't like bas.. base... baseball.
John- Well what do you like?
Gary- Video games, and you.
John- You want to play some video games with me?
Gary- (gasp) Really?
John- Yeah, check this out.
John slides open the back window and talks with the driver.
John- We got a PS2 in here?
Driver- Yes sir, it's already built in, check your remote control for the game button. Controls are beside the alchol compartment.
John- There's an alchol compartment? Why wasn't I informed.
Driver- Sir your agent asked me not to stock up the alchol, I just followed the instructions given to me.
John closes the window and scans his remote for the game button. Finding it, he pushes it as "The Wall" hands him two wireless controllers. The tv screen has a selection of games to play as John let's Gary pick one.
Gary- Let's play.. APW..
John- We have a video game? I thought they were bullshitting me.
Gary- Ha ha, you're funny John.
John- I'm going to kick your ass man.
As the game boots up and they get to the character selection screen, John notices the different ratings for superstars. Looking for himself he finds that his rating is a mere 62 out of 100.
John- What the...
Gary- What's wrong?
John- Shouldn't my rating be higher? Who's the best superstar in this game?
Gary- Level One, Hurricane Jeff and.. Twi.. Twi... Twister.
John- Am I any good in this game?
Gary- I beat the game with you, it was really really hard though. I lost alot.
John- Wow.. talk about a slap in the face.
Gary- Hurry up and play.
John picks himself and waits for the game to load. "The Wall" watches on with intrest as John does his entrance in the game. Gary has picked Level One to play as, and smiles when he comes down.
John- Well at least I finally get to beat Level for once.
John starts pressing random buttons as he tries to figure out what to do, but Gary expertly rolls him up with a school boy. John laughs as he thinks he will kick out, but instead loses.
John- WHAT THE HELL!!
Gary- Ha ha.. I bea.. bea.. beat you.
John- Rematch, NOW.
John tries again but loses when he grabs a steel chair from outside and hits Level with it.
John- Oh so you can win with a schoolboy but the out cold ref see's me hit you with a chair. This game sucks dude, want to do something else yet?
Gary- I'm having fun.
John- Well I think I have to take you outside. Keep playing, I'll find out what's going on.
John picks up his cellphone and starts dialing Tony's number. After a few rings he finally picks up.
John- Tony it's John. We need to talk like.. now.
Tony- What's up baby? You get the limo?
John- Yeah yeah, everythings good. Except I have no clue what to do with this kid. Where's my media?
Tony- Ok, you must not have gotten my email this morning.
John- Email? It would be nice to even have a computer.
Tony- You don't have a computer? How did you get an email address?
John- Former agent gave me one, never check the damn thing. Get me a computer for future use.
Tony- No problem, I'll have it in your hotel by the end of tonight. But what you have to do now is get to this empty building. I told the media to meet you there, and inside they can interview you and Gary. Simple stuff like who you are, why you're hanging out with Gary. I made it simple enough that not even you can screw it up. Remember to hug the kid at the end, that'll make a good front page photo. When you're done there you can have the limo driver drop Gary off at the airport where he'll go back home. Get a copy of you and him hugging, sign it, and send him off.
John- Well jeez, would have been nice to know this before. Does the driver know where to go?
Tony- Yeah, so you take him there, do your thing and be good. We're making you some money remember that, anyways, I got some things to do so chow baby, give me a call if you need anything.
John says goodbye to Tony, and closes his phone. Gary is still playing the PS2 as John opens up the drivers window and gives him the order to meet the media. Closing the window, John sits back and watches Gary destroy opponent after opponent on the video game.
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Media Coverage
John is sitting across from a reporter while a cameraman stands behind her. Gary sits beside John with a huge smile on his face. When John told him he would be on television, he immediatly put down the PS2 controller. It seemed to be the only way to get him off the damn thing. The reporter tells the cameraman to start rolling as she starts out the interview.
Reporter- This is Trisha Bowie bringing you yet another celebrity interview. Today we have APW superstar John Green and his special guest Gary who is hanging out with him for a day. So tell us John, how did this all come together?
John- Well when I found out that Gary here was the first person to buy my cd yesterday, I offered him a free trip down to Chicago to meet me. He agreed and well here we are today.
Trisha- Well that sure was nice of you. Speaking of your cd, some people have claimed that it's nothing more then one of Kid Rocks cd's with a few words here and there changed around. What are your thoughts on these comments.
John- They are absolutely correct. Kid Rock and I are good friends and he laughed when I gave him a copy of the cd. He loved the idea because not only does it help me expand into other branches of media, it gives him a bit of publicity as well. And as they say in the entertainment business, any publicity is good publicity.
Trisha- That they do ha ha, so today you and Gary have obviously been hitting the town. Tell us, what did you two do today?
John- Well I picked him up, and he got to ride in a limosuine with me. I think he really did enjoy that, and he certaintly jumped for joy when I told him he could be on television. We had a fun filled afternoon, but I'd like to keep the details between him and I. Gives him a good story to tell his friends back home.
Trisha- Well as much as we'd like to know, we can't exactly pry it out of you. So Gary, did you enjoy yourself today?
Gary- Yes Spe..Spe... John is the best.
Trisha- You heard it from his number one fan first, ladies and gentleman John Green is the best.
John- And if I may add something here Trisha. You can catch me live in action this Sunday when I wrestle for the APW World Heavyweight Title in an 4-Way No DQ match. Be sure to get your tickets to this event before they're all sold out. Or order it on PPV, because to see the best, you have to pay.
Trisha- We'll be sure to do that down at the station. Any final comments from either one of you?
John reaches over and gives Gary a hug.
John- I'd like to thank Gary for being my number one fan, and my coolest fan ever.
John gives the cameras a smile as they stop rolling.
John- Ok, how was that?
Trisha- Excellent, we'll be sure to air this later tonight. Thanks for stopping by.
John- No.. thank you. One more thing, do you have a camera on you?
Trisha- Always, as a reporter it's important to carry all recording devices.
John- Can you take a picture of Gary and I?
Trisha- No problem.
Trisha snaps a quick shot of John with his arm around Gary, and waits for it to instantly develop. She hands it over to John who quickly signs it and gives it to Gary.
Gary- Wow.. thanks John!
John- No problem kid. But this is where I have to say goodbye. I have a match to prepare for this Sunday afterall. The limo will take you to the airport where I'm sure your parents are waiting for you.
Gary- Goodbye John. Tha.. tha... thanks for a fun day.
John- You to kid, you to.
John helps Gary into the limo where "The Wall" is watching tv. He nods at him, as John motions for him to step out of the limo to come talk to him.
"The Wall"- What's up? Are we done here?
John- Yeah, the kids going home. (slapping the limo two times it pulls off) But I have another job for you.
"The Wall"- What's that?
John- Wanna be my full time security?
"The Wall"- I already am.
John- I meant in the ring, I can arrange something for you right now. You tell me how much you want to make and I'll try to get it for you. All I need you to do is watch my back. A big guy like yourself should be more then enough to take care of my enemies.
"The Wall"- You get me 50,000 a year and I'll sign on today.
John- Stop by the arena on Sunday, I'm sure Jeff will have a contract offer for you. You got a place to stay tonight?
"The Wall"- Of course, I do live here you know.
John- Got any kids? A wife?
"The Wall"- Nope, I'm a bachelor.
John- Good, cause you'll be packing everything you want to take with you tonight. Two bags that's it. Meet me at the hotel in the morning. I'll get you trained on what to do.
"The Wall"- I haven't even signed a contract yet?
John- Consider this your tryout then, you and I.. we're going places from now on. Just keep your eye on the television tonight. I'll be airing out a lot of dirty laundry.
"The Wall"- Yes sir. I won't let you down.
John starts walking down the street with "The Wall" and gives him the basic idea on what he will be doing for John as well as some personal pointers.
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John returns back to his hotel to find a brand new laptop sitting on his bed. Instruction on how to use it are placed on top, as he checks it out. As he fools around on it, he starts to get the hang of things and finds the email Tony had sent him. Nodding in approval of his new toy, he sets it aside and takes a deep breath, running his hands through his hair. Grabbing the video camera that he keeps with him, he sets it up on the dresser and starts pacing around the room. Finally turning it on, he continues his pacing.
John- Now.. I'm not quite sure how I want to do this. I mean, three other guys are going to decimate my words if I don't do this carefully. So let's start out with the basics. Yes there is a 4-Way No DQ Match, and yes the World Title is at stake. We have one guy who has just arrived here in APW and is already gaining a World Title Shot, but we're supposed to fear him. Do I fear him? Hard to say. I'm uncertain of him more or less. Nobody really knows the damage he could do. But as I look around at the rest of my opponents, I see things as they really are. I'm the weak link in this one. I'm the guy that nobody expects to win, the underdog so to speak. So this would bring me to Jason Royce first. The usual weak link, the overlooked one. The whiner in my honest opinion.
John- Don't know what I'm talking about Jason? Well take a look at everything from a different perspective. Last time I was running around here, doing my thing, and being on top. You claimed you were underrated, misused.. and so on and so on. But a year has gone past since those times, and yet you haven't changed one bit. Which leads me to believe that it's not APW mistreating you, it's yourself. You haven't made an impact, you didn't do anything with your career. Look at it this way. Remember a long long time ago when I John Green was running rampant and wild around here? When I would stir up shit every week, and could get away with it? Well back then I was the overlooked one, the one who people would fear, but no care about until the last minute. Now look at me now. A joke of APW, a loser.. even a jobber. I haven't done anything good match wise thus far since RassleMania V. Yet here I am, in the World Title Match. Why though? Because I did something. I did something before my career went down the drain. I got some publicity here and there, I made a stable that is surely crumbling apart now, and I got myself a hot girlfriend whom just left me. But that's ok.. I got here. I used everyone that came my way to get a shot at the World Title. And to be quite honest now that I'm here, I'm really contemplating on how much I want it. Some would and have gone on to say that I gave up. That I lost passion for this business. And to be honest with everyone.. I really have. But that's why I'm here today to explain my recent actions. See.. I came to one President Jeff at the start of this year. I told him what I wanted and how much money I wanted. And guess who said no? That's right.. he didn't care if I was back or not. So I made a stupid decision, I asked him how I could make the money I wanted and get a World Title shot this year. Know what he told me? He said he needed a jobber, a joke of APW so to speak. Someone to get the new guys over, and to make the main event guys stronger. So I sold out. I gave up my reputation of being a great wrestler with minimal losses.. for a few hundred thousand dollars. And I realize now that it was a mistake. All the money in the world cannot bring back my career now.. no, I have to do it myself.
John- Which leads me onto the World Title. It seems this could very well be my last shot at it, now that I've aired out that little bit of information. So that being said, I have to go out there and finally give it my all. I have to show the fans and all the critics that John Green is not a joke, but rather a force to be reckoned with. And you know what, I feel that I can do it. Deep down inside of me I begin remembering the high I used to get from wrestling. A high I don't even get anymore because I already know the outcome. I miss going out there and not knowing whether I would be out wrestled that night or not. And I'm a junkie for that high, I've been denied it for so long that it's soon to become an obsession with me once again. And all I have to do is defeat people like you Jason. I have to prove to you that you're not underated but rather overrated. The whole "I'm misused around here, don't get what I deserve" attitude, it needs to go. Losing to someone like me.. well that would be all the proof you need. See now that I'm a joke people will laugh at you. They'll say "you lost to John of all people" and what are you going to say to that? Tell them how amazing of a wrestler I am? Tell them it's no shame to lose to me? Those days are long gone for now. Key words.. for now. So really Jason, you're in the same boat as me here. We either let our careers simmer where they are, or we get off our asses and do something. What's it going to be? You going to be continue calling yourself "The Whole Mother Fuckin' Deal?" or are you going to bow down to "The Real Fuckin' Deal"? The balls in your court Jason, I suggest putting your heart and soul into this match, it may be your only choice to do anything in APW for a long long time.
John- And moving on.. we have Pence here. Some guy I've gotten to know very well over the last couple of weeks. Pence Weatherlight.. a man I never respected and never will. I'm sorry Pence, but inviting you to join APW was a wrong move on my part. Not because of your win loss record, but because of who you are. You're annoying to me plain and simple. You walk around thinking your shit doesn't stink, thinking you're a proper main eventer around here, and hanging onto broken memories. When are you going to change Pence? You've been with APW since the beginning of this month and.. you fail. You fail to be anything here, just as I do. Doesn't that make you a hypocrit? A fuckin' bold faced lier? How can you come out here on national television and call me a failure? WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE HERE?! Look around you Pence.. look around you and ask everyone that question. I see one man around here who has done something. And his name is Level One. Whom I will get to much later. Look at the cold hard facts Pence. Nobody cares about who won what match for the contendership and when they won it. They care about who beat who for the title. Who held it for x amount of time. And who is the most entertaining superstar on APW televison. That's how you do something around here, that's why you brag about. Do I have anything to brag about? You're god damned right I do. I sat around on my ass, jobbing to pathetic wrestlers, and all for a World Title shot and money. And yeah, I may not be proud of it.. but damn it, it's something to brag about. Look at the roster and you'll find a handful of superstars who are more deserving of this shot then I am. And yet.. they don't get it. But do you deserve it Pence? No.. not at all. So cut the bullshit around here, and realize that you suck just as much as I have this year. You're not a big time superstar that everyones worried about. In fact, they're laughing at you right now. They're laughing at me, and they're laughing at Royce. Who you ask? That damn Champion Level One. He thinks he has this match won already, while he is just sitting back while we all make fools of ourselves and self masterbate about our current run in APW. So my suggestion to you is simple.. think before you speak, and get your facts straight.
John- Now as much as I would like to point out the obvious flaws in Level One next.. I think I'll do a bit more research on him before I speak one more word towards him. This is what I do know about you Level. You're not one to be overlooked. In fact you're the only one in this match who has gone from the bottom up. You ruined me not just once but twice. You went on to RassleMania to win the World Title while I went and lost to Shadow. Was I happy about you being champion? No. I hated everything about you being a World Champion And then I took a look at what you were doing. Was I impressed? Yes. Was I shocked? Yes. You've done everything you were told you couldn't do. You beat top competitors, and held that title for a long ass time. Did you get the respect you deserved? No.. and that's what makes me wonder if the Title is what makes a good wrestler. You were the poster boy for underused. Fuck everyone else you had the world in the palm of your hands and got overshadowed by everyone. And that's why I want to do some better research on you. If you beat top competitors, I have to find out what they did wrong. I have to scour over hours upon hours of matches and find any flaw you may or may not have. Do I think your invincible though? Hell no.. there's a way to bring you down, and once I figure it out.. I'll have another hurdle jumped over.
John- You know what screw this leaving you out.
John- Now Level.. I don't suppose it's fair to just leave you out of this. The king of parody as I would prefer to call you. Then again, that is what you'll probably do. No? I really don't know what your going to do Level. But you should probably do something soon, after all I do need to sleep this week. Some people have called me an underachiever, I'm not this falling star, while you remain shining a decent light. So I guess I have to take you out to stop from falling any lower.. easier said then done. Record wise at least. I don't think I've ever won anything against you Level. You've always squeeked by me. Kind of like at New Years Retribution. I tried to win by an inch, and you stopped me. That's why I plan on revising my gameplan. I'll let you in on that on a later day though. You're a good wrestler Level, don't get me wrong. It's just.. you give me no reason to like you. We've spent the better part of avoiding each other in the ring since Carnage, and rightfully so. I will never see eye to eye with you Level, and I do hope you succeedall the time one day. But rest assured, that day will not come until I am six feet underground. I'm not letting you slip by me one more time.. not when the stakes are this high. But then again.. if we were playing a game of poker here, I could be bluffing. So what's it going to be Level? You going to call my bluff and go all in? Get back to me on that one.. cause you're another superstar that I'm just dying to here from.
With that, he looks at the camera and shuts it off. As he's putting his camera away, his cell phone starts ringing. Picking it up, he calmly answers it.
John- Hello?
Voice- Is this John Green?
John- Sure is... who's this?
Voice- Let's just say that I know you, but you don't know me. I want you to do me a little favour.
John- Who is this?
Voice- There's a package waiting for you in a security vault. Go to The Foster Bank and unlock box 357. The key is already in your mailbox downstairs in the lobby. Further instructions are included there.
John- What? WHO THE HELL IS THIS?
click and dead tone
John- DAMN IT.. WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!
-End Rp-
