Post by JD Storm on Nov 28, 2010 23:23:05 GMT -4
Scene opens up in a smokey, poorly lit room. Distant talking can be heard from out of camera range. The outlines of random people can be seen walking about. The sound of coins plopping into electronic gambling machines can be heard. A few sirens go off, indicating some lucky winners. A close-up of a blackjack table slowly takes place until nothing else is noticeable. The Gambler can be scene adding some fresh decks to a card dispenser.
Gambler
New players? Good. I'll be your dealer for tonight. The game? A high stakes game of wrestling. Instead of the lackluster chumps I've faced during my previous two matches, Lady Luck has thrown me a curveball. Instead of a single opponent, the stakes were raised with the addition with the addition of a second man. This is a bit of a Brit Brag. A three card game. Multiple variations, combinations & options for those who play. Who wins or loses depends on how you like to play.
Me? It never matters. One way or another, I come out ahead. Even when I lose the game itself, I always have a side bet going on somewhere else. My bases are always covered. Judo Jimmy & Chris Cyrus, when the two of you face off against me, you're going to discover a truly important fact. You wager against the house, you're guaranteed to walk out a loser. The odds are always stacked in favor of the house. This house isn't one of those 2-bit places where high pay-outs happen. The payouts here are low. When they do happen, it's always at a high cost.
The betting limits are high when facing me. Are either one of you willing to pay the price? Ante up if you're willing to give it a try. Perhaps one of you will have a Honeymoon Period. Or, most likely, you'll both be sent to the depths of Hell.
Gambler takes some cards out of the dispenser, dealing himself a Jack of Diamonds, followed by a One of Hearts in the next spot, followed lastly by a Ten of Spades in the final spot.
Chris Cyrus, you're the perfect example of someone that doesn't know when you're holding a losing hand. Going off the top of my head, you managed to lose a "prestigious" job with APW. It wasn't even a case of being fired. You willingly risked your job in a loser-leaves-APW match. Then, you got caught flirting with your best friend's fiance, who was also supposed to be a good friend of yours....allegedly. Now, you're stuck working for a smaller company, paying you far less money with nothing to show for all your efforts. Smart move, Einstein. Maybe for your next genius decision, you'll stick a fork into an electrical plug-in. If that doesn't do anything for you, maybe you'd like to go play in traffic.
At least when I bankroll a foolish decision, such as mishandling a promotion, I'm smart enough to not take all the risks myself. I was actually smart enough to cut my losses while I still had something to show for my efforts. You, well, it seems as though you tend to get a bit greedy. Apparently, you haven't heard the great songs from Kenny Rogers. One of these songs is actually in my theme. You should take time to listen to it prior to having my boot in your ass. You got to know when to hold 'em. You got to know when to fold 'em. You got to know when to walk away and when to run. At what point do you learn any of these lessons, Cyrus? At what point do you realize that you've risked too much, that you've wagered too much?
At least my prior opponents were smart enough to realize that I had them outclassed from the get-go. They were smart enough to realize that it was simply time to pack up & leave. If you continue on your winning ways, you'll be leaving IWC just as quickly.
Imagine that, losing two jobs in such a short amount of time. In this economy, that's not a streak you want to have. Nobody wants a Joker on their payroll, let alone as a champion. My winning streak continues at your expense. With my record, I'm all-but assured a title match for one of the IWC Championships.
Oh, and don't get too concerned about Jason Royce. You won't even be able to ante up when the Supershow happens.
Gambler begins dispensing a second round of cards. His card is an Ace of Spades. The next hand is dealt a Two of Diamonds. The third hand is dealt a 4 of Hearts.
James Chambers. Judo Jimmy, to some. Guys like you are nothing more then a Fish. You'll be doing nothing more then losing, whenever you get in the ring with me. It's a miracle that your even capable of winning at all. I suppose that you & Cyrus are both Fish, when it comes right down to it. If you don't believe that either one of you are fish, remember one crucial saying. If you can't spot the fish at the table, YOU'RE IT! Both of you are the fish at this table. The two of you are the fish and I'm the shark. I'll build up your confidence, let one of you believe that you've got an advantage. Then, when the pot is at it's biggest, I'll go all-in. I'll have both of you reeled in before either one of you knows what hit you.
When I'm done breaking both of you, I'll take my chips and cash them in for a title match. While I take home the big payday, Judo Jimmy & Chris Cyrus will be fighting for the scraps somewhere in the bowels of Hell.
A close-up of the Gambler's hand is shown as the scene slowly fades out.
Gambler
New players? Good. I'll be your dealer for tonight. The game? A high stakes game of wrestling. Instead of the lackluster chumps I've faced during my previous two matches, Lady Luck has thrown me a curveball. Instead of a single opponent, the stakes were raised with the addition with the addition of a second man. This is a bit of a Brit Brag. A three card game. Multiple variations, combinations & options for those who play. Who wins or loses depends on how you like to play.
Me? It never matters. One way or another, I come out ahead. Even when I lose the game itself, I always have a side bet going on somewhere else. My bases are always covered. Judo Jimmy & Chris Cyrus, when the two of you face off against me, you're going to discover a truly important fact. You wager against the house, you're guaranteed to walk out a loser. The odds are always stacked in favor of the house. This house isn't one of those 2-bit places where high pay-outs happen. The payouts here are low. When they do happen, it's always at a high cost.
The betting limits are high when facing me. Are either one of you willing to pay the price? Ante up if you're willing to give it a try. Perhaps one of you will have a Honeymoon Period. Or, most likely, you'll both be sent to the depths of Hell.
Gambler takes some cards out of the dispenser, dealing himself a Jack of Diamonds, followed by a One of Hearts in the next spot, followed lastly by a Ten of Spades in the final spot.
Chris Cyrus, you're the perfect example of someone that doesn't know when you're holding a losing hand. Going off the top of my head, you managed to lose a "prestigious" job with APW. It wasn't even a case of being fired. You willingly risked your job in a loser-leaves-APW match. Then, you got caught flirting with your best friend's fiance, who was also supposed to be a good friend of yours....allegedly. Now, you're stuck working for a smaller company, paying you far less money with nothing to show for all your efforts. Smart move, Einstein. Maybe for your next genius decision, you'll stick a fork into an electrical plug-in. If that doesn't do anything for you, maybe you'd like to go play in traffic.
At least when I bankroll a foolish decision, such as mishandling a promotion, I'm smart enough to not take all the risks myself. I was actually smart enough to cut my losses while I still had something to show for my efforts. You, well, it seems as though you tend to get a bit greedy. Apparently, you haven't heard the great songs from Kenny Rogers. One of these songs is actually in my theme. You should take time to listen to it prior to having my boot in your ass. You got to know when to hold 'em. You got to know when to fold 'em. You got to know when to walk away and when to run. At what point do you learn any of these lessons, Cyrus? At what point do you realize that you've risked too much, that you've wagered too much?
At least my prior opponents were smart enough to realize that I had them outclassed from the get-go. They were smart enough to realize that it was simply time to pack up & leave. If you continue on your winning ways, you'll be leaving IWC just as quickly.
Imagine that, losing two jobs in such a short amount of time. In this economy, that's not a streak you want to have. Nobody wants a Joker on their payroll, let alone as a champion. My winning streak continues at your expense. With my record, I'm all-but assured a title match for one of the IWC Championships.
Oh, and don't get too concerned about Jason Royce. You won't even be able to ante up when the Supershow happens.
Gambler begins dispensing a second round of cards. His card is an Ace of Spades. The next hand is dealt a Two of Diamonds. The third hand is dealt a 4 of Hearts.
James Chambers. Judo Jimmy, to some. Guys like you are nothing more then a Fish. You'll be doing nothing more then losing, whenever you get in the ring with me. It's a miracle that your even capable of winning at all. I suppose that you & Cyrus are both Fish, when it comes right down to it. If you don't believe that either one of you are fish, remember one crucial saying. If you can't spot the fish at the table, YOU'RE IT! Both of you are the fish at this table. The two of you are the fish and I'm the shark. I'll build up your confidence, let one of you believe that you've got an advantage. Then, when the pot is at it's biggest, I'll go all-in. I'll have both of you reeled in before either one of you knows what hit you.
When I'm done breaking both of you, I'll take my chips and cash them in for a title match. While I take home the big payday, Judo Jimmy & Chris Cyrus will be fighting for the scraps somewhere in the bowels of Hell.
A close-up of the Gambler's hand is shown as the scene slowly fades out.
