Post by brandenharvey on Dec 15, 2010 3:03:29 GMT -4
[The scene opens with "Supersonic" Branden Harvey walking into the Make-A-Wish Foundation. He walks up to the counter.]
Harvey: I'm here to see if there are any kids that asked to meet "Supersonic" Branden Harvey as their wish.
Bean Counter: Hmmmm ... Let's see. ... No. Not that I see here.
Harvey: Really? No one?
Bean Counter: Nope. Not a one.
Harvey: Can you check again? I'm sure somebody wants to meet me.
Bean Counter: Sir, I already checked. I assure you, you're not important to anyone.
Harvey: Can I at least go and meet the kids anyway? I'm sure someone will be happy to see me, even if I'm not their first choice.
Bean Counter: Go right ahead, loser.
[Harvey walks down the hallway. He decided to stop at 444. Four IS his lucky number, after all. He goes in. He sees a kid sitting in the bed. This kid looks like he's dying. because, of course, he is.]
Harvey: Hey, kid. What's your name?
Kid: Elijah
Harvey: What are you dying of?
Elijah: Tuberculosis
Harvey: How old are you?
Elijah: Twelve
Harvey: Nice to meet you, Elijah. What's your wish?
Elijah: I want to meet Level-One. But he's refused to meet me.
Harvey: Well, at least I'm here.
Elijah: Are you my new doctor?
[Harvey looks flabbergasted.]
Harvey: No, Elijah, I'm not. I'm "Supersonic" Branden Harvey.
Elijah: Who?
Harvey: C'mon, kid. You obviously watch APW. Right?
Elijah: Yeah. I love it. But what does that have to do with you?
Harvey: I'm Branden Harvey. "Supersonic" Branden Harvey, even.
[Elijah looks befuddled.]
Harvey: You know, the APW Xtreme Champion.
Elijah: You look so much different in person, Miss Talfourd.
Harvey: No. No. No. She's APW World Champion. I'm Xtreme Champion.
Elijah: Pence Weatherlight?
Harvey: That's the Overdrive Champion.
Elijah: Blade? CJ Gates?
Harvey: They're awesome but, no, I'm not either of them.
Elijah: Then who are you and what are you doing in my room?
Harvey: I'm "Supersonic" Branden Harvey.
Elijah: Sorry, Mr. Harvey, but I've never heard of you.
Harvey: Apparently
Elijah: Do you have a match at Christmas Chaos? My parents are ordering it for me since I'll be dead before RassleMania.
Harvey: Yes. I'm defending my Xtreme Championship against Cid Pheonix, Diamente Valentine, and Slade Craven.
Elijah: How do you feel about them?
Harvey: Slade's a cool dude. He's beaten me recently but I think I have a chance. Diamente is a jerk but I have his number everytime we face off, anyway. Cid is the guy I'm most worried about. I've never beaten him. And he recently speared me backstage. I'm seen as the underdog in this match. And that's ridiculous because I'm the Champion. I won this title and I beat two of my opponents Sunday to do it.
Elijah: Oh. Okay. Anyway, it's time for you to go.
[Harvey gets up to leave but Elijah stops him.]
Elijah: You know, you don't have to make up stories about being an APW Megastar to get me to like you. I don't like you either way.
[Harvey leaves the room, dejected.]
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[The scene opens in the home of "Supersonic" Branden Harvey. He has no problem breaking the third wall because it's promo time.]
Harvey: This Sunday, I'm defending my APW Xtreme Championship against Slade Craven, Diamente Valentine, and Cid Pheonix in an Xtreme Fatal Four Way at Christmas Chaos. I'm looking forward to this match. You see, every APW fan, as well as every APW wrestler, has me pegged as the underdog. I didn't even like the movie. Underdog doesn't walk on all four, okay. You took away from the cartoon, you bastards. Anyway, back on track, I'm the APW Xtreme Champion. I won this title fair and square. Let's take a look at my opponents.
First, there's Slade Craven. Slade, I respect you. You got into wrestling at fourteen. You were a success in PCW, Wonderboy. But come Christmas Chaos, when that twenty-five pounds of gold is on the line, all that respect goes out the window.
You beat me the last time we fought. That was because I was underconfident and believed you were the better man. Slade, you're a better man than Diamente and Cid but you're not better than me. I beat you to win the Xtreme Championship. Slade, be prepared, be aware, and, most of all, be afraid.
Second, we have Diamente Valentine. What can I say about you, Diamente? Unlike Slade, I have no respect for you. You need the Red Sheild Mafia to help you win every match you've ever won. You are a no talent hack. You should be stuck in the indies for your natural life. You could dig up Eddie Gurerro's bones and they'd beat you. I beat you to win this title as well.
Finally, we have Cid Pheonix. I've never beaten you, Cid. But come Christmas Chaos, that's all going to change. Because I've learned from our first two matches. I've learned the fatal flaw in your style. I've learned how to beat you, Cid. And, at Christmas Chaos, I will reveal it to you. But when you see it, you'll be looking up at the lights.
You see, at Christmas Chaos, I have it all handled. Cid, Slade, you are great wrestlers. Diamente, you have the RSM. It should be an interesting match. But, in the end, there can only be one conclusion. That's me, holding my title belt in the air, still APW Xtreme Champion.
[The scene fades to black.]
Harvey: I'm here to see if there are any kids that asked to meet "Supersonic" Branden Harvey as their wish.
Bean Counter: Hmmmm ... Let's see. ... No. Not that I see here.
Harvey: Really? No one?
Bean Counter: Nope. Not a one.
Harvey: Can you check again? I'm sure somebody wants to meet me.
Bean Counter: Sir, I already checked. I assure you, you're not important to anyone.
Harvey: Can I at least go and meet the kids anyway? I'm sure someone will be happy to see me, even if I'm not their first choice.
Bean Counter: Go right ahead, loser.
[Harvey walks down the hallway. He decided to stop at 444. Four IS his lucky number, after all. He goes in. He sees a kid sitting in the bed. This kid looks like he's dying. because, of course, he is.]
Harvey: Hey, kid. What's your name?
Kid: Elijah
Harvey: What are you dying of?
Elijah: Tuberculosis
Harvey: How old are you?
Elijah: Twelve
Harvey: Nice to meet you, Elijah. What's your wish?
Elijah: I want to meet Level-One. But he's refused to meet me.
Harvey: Well, at least I'm here.
Elijah: Are you my new doctor?
[Harvey looks flabbergasted.]
Harvey: No, Elijah, I'm not. I'm "Supersonic" Branden Harvey.
Elijah: Who?
Harvey: C'mon, kid. You obviously watch APW. Right?
Elijah: Yeah. I love it. But what does that have to do with you?
Harvey: I'm Branden Harvey. "Supersonic" Branden Harvey, even.
[Elijah looks befuddled.]
Harvey: You know, the APW Xtreme Champion.
Elijah: You look so much different in person, Miss Talfourd.
Harvey: No. No. No. She's APW World Champion. I'm Xtreme Champion.
Elijah: Pence Weatherlight?
Harvey: That's the Overdrive Champion.
Elijah: Blade? CJ Gates?
Harvey: They're awesome but, no, I'm not either of them.
Elijah: Then who are you and what are you doing in my room?
Harvey: I'm "Supersonic" Branden Harvey.
Elijah: Sorry, Mr. Harvey, but I've never heard of you.
Harvey: Apparently
Elijah: Do you have a match at Christmas Chaos? My parents are ordering it for me since I'll be dead before RassleMania.
Harvey: Yes. I'm defending my Xtreme Championship against Cid Pheonix, Diamente Valentine, and Slade Craven.
Elijah: How do you feel about them?
Harvey: Slade's a cool dude. He's beaten me recently but I think I have a chance. Diamente is a jerk but I have his number everytime we face off, anyway. Cid is the guy I'm most worried about. I've never beaten him. And he recently speared me backstage. I'm seen as the underdog in this match. And that's ridiculous because I'm the Champion. I won this title and I beat two of my opponents Sunday to do it.
Elijah: Oh. Okay. Anyway, it's time for you to go.
[Harvey gets up to leave but Elijah stops him.]
Elijah: You know, you don't have to make up stories about being an APW Megastar to get me to like you. I don't like you either way.
[Harvey leaves the room, dejected.]
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[The scene opens in the home of "Supersonic" Branden Harvey. He has no problem breaking the third wall because it's promo time.]
Harvey: This Sunday, I'm defending my APW Xtreme Championship against Slade Craven, Diamente Valentine, and Cid Pheonix in an Xtreme Fatal Four Way at Christmas Chaos. I'm looking forward to this match. You see, every APW fan, as well as every APW wrestler, has me pegged as the underdog. I didn't even like the movie. Underdog doesn't walk on all four, okay. You took away from the cartoon, you bastards. Anyway, back on track, I'm the APW Xtreme Champion. I won this title fair and square. Let's take a look at my opponents.
First, there's Slade Craven. Slade, I respect you. You got into wrestling at fourteen. You were a success in PCW, Wonderboy. But come Christmas Chaos, when that twenty-five pounds of gold is on the line, all that respect goes out the window.
You beat me the last time we fought. That was because I was underconfident and believed you were the better man. Slade, you're a better man than Diamente and Cid but you're not better than me. I beat you to win the Xtreme Championship. Slade, be prepared, be aware, and, most of all, be afraid.
Second, we have Diamente Valentine. What can I say about you, Diamente? Unlike Slade, I have no respect for you. You need the Red Sheild Mafia to help you win every match you've ever won. You are a no talent hack. You should be stuck in the indies for your natural life. You could dig up Eddie Gurerro's bones and they'd beat you. I beat you to win this title as well.
Finally, we have Cid Pheonix. I've never beaten you, Cid. But come Christmas Chaos, that's all going to change. Because I've learned from our first two matches. I've learned the fatal flaw in your style. I've learned how to beat you, Cid. And, at Christmas Chaos, I will reveal it to you. But when you see it, you'll be looking up at the lights.
You see, at Christmas Chaos, I have it all handled. Cid, Slade, you are great wrestlers. Diamente, you have the RSM. It should be an interesting match. But, in the end, there can only be one conclusion. That's me, holding my title belt in the air, still APW Xtreme Champion.
[The scene fades to black.]
