Post by T-Marv on Jan 28, 2011 0:50:24 GMT -4
Supersonic? Sounded more like a Dud to me. Once again, APW under-appreciates my efforts, and I destroy whatever tackling dummy they put in front of me. And what do they do this week? What do they do for the Survive and Conquer Pay Per View? They put me up against some Schmuck that I've already beaten. Some how... AJ gets a rematch against the guy who is CLEARLY his superior. I guess, sometimes, it's good to be the king...Untill you remember that he has to step in the ring with THE REAL SHOW. Time for me to take that crown and shove it strait up his....
The scene opens up on the Vegas Strip. We see The normal sights of the Strip: Bustles of people hurrying down the sidewalk to escape the night air and find shelter in the next casino on the block, where they will all but surely lose every cent they have... The normal street performers are out, from the magicians to the musicians... The prostitutes selling themselves to any Joe walking around... The Latinos standing by the edge of the sidewalk handing out fliers for strip clubs and call girls. We come in outside of the Bellagio next to the dancing fountains. Standing next to fountain in a beige suit and short skirt is a blond woman with a briefcase in her hand. As the guys walk buy, they stop for a good minute or two and take a look at her, some of them hitting on her. She just brushes them off and waits. She looks at her watch impatiently a few times and sighs heavily.
Rachelle Lodge: "That son of a bitch, I will kick his ass all over the place."
She looks up and sees "The Real Show" Terry Marvin across the street next to the performers signing autographed pictures to fans, and even to people who don't seem to want them, forcing them to take them like the Latinos with their pamphlets. Rachelle looks extremely pissed as Terry notices her and smiles. Terry stops his signing and crosses the street to her, smiling hugely as he approaches.
Terry Marvin: "THERE you are, I've been looking all over the place for you"
Rachelle Lodge: "BULLSHIT! I saw you across the street trying to force people into being your fans."
Terry Marvin: "What can I say, my public loves me."
Rachelle Lodge: "Your public LOATHES you, and if you keep me waiting, I'll join that list."
Terry Marvin: "And that's what I hired you for...to be my lawyer and PR expert. I don't do anything you can't fix."
She Rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
Rachelle Lodge: "So what did you want to meet me here for?"
Terry pulls out a legal folder with some papers sticking out of it, and hands it to her.
Terry Marvin: "First of all there's this. All signed and filled out just like you asked. And Second of all, I'm taking you for a night out on the town."
She looks a little worried about that last thing.
Rachelle Lodge: "Uh, no thank you."
Terry Marvin: "Um...what?"
Rachelle Lodge: "Well, you're my client...I can't date clients. And to be honest with you, I know your reputation. You never keep a girlfriend for more than a week, month tops. I'm not going to be one of the girls you make fall for you and then just dump on the side of the road."
Terry shows no emotion by this whatsoever and just shrugs.
Terry Marvin: "Okay, whatever you want."
She seems deeply surprised by this.
Rachelle Lodge: "So...that's it. No begging, no pleading...no coercing?"
Terry Marvin: "I don't beg. And besides, you said No...I respect that. Lord knows I don't need a relationship right now, especially one that will only last for a month. I was just wondering if you wanted to hit the town with me, that's all. Anyways, I'll see you later."
He begins to walk away, and she thinks differently about what he just said and calls out after him.
Rachelle Lodge: "Wait! Maybe I'll tag along."
Terry Marvin: "Well, come on then...I'm walking this way!"
The scene switches to inside a casino, in a private high rollers room. Terry and Rachelle are sitting at a table playing blackjack. Terry has A 10 and a Queen for twenty. The dealer is showing 8, and Rachelle has a 10 and a 9 for 19. They're both sipping on drinks and they have a SIZABLE bet out in front of them. They are laughing as they bet.
Rachelle Lodge: "Okay, okay...what do I do now."
Terry Marvin: "You got 19.... what do you think?"
Rachelle Lodge: "Uh hit?"
Terry Marvin: "Hit? with only two cards that can help you?"
Rachelle Lodge: "Okay stay then."
The dealer flips over his card to reveal another 8 for 16. Rachelle cheers until the dealer pulls out the other card which is a 5 giving him 21.
Rachelle Lodge: "WHAT? That's bull crap!"
Terry Marvin: "That's gambling."
He smiles, and her anger fades away as he non nonchalantly pulls out a few more thousand dollar chips. She kills her drink as the dealer continues dealing. They talk while playing.
Rachelle Lodge: "So...Mr 'Real Show' what's Going on in the wrestling world with you this week?"
Terry Marvin: "Well, this is APW's Pay Per View, Survive and Conquer. It's more than just a simple PPV though, it's got one of the most prestigious matches in the world in it, the Survive and Conquer battle royal. 40 guys beating the hell out of each other, tossing anyone they possibly can OUT of that ring. The last man standing is the winner. And that man will be yours truly."
Rachelle Lodge: "Oh, is that so? Well you certainly think pretty highly of yourself..."
Terry Marvin: "Of course I do...it's hard to be this damn fantastic. This match will do more for me than the simple 500,000 dollar prize...."
Rachelle's eyes get incredibly huge at hearing this amount, but Terry doesn't even flinch.
Terry Marvin: "But it will be evidence to what I've been saying since my career began...it will signify me as the GREATEST wrestler in this sport today! It will mean that I bested 39 other low class morons that have the audacity to call themselves the BEST representatives of their respective feds. Hell, I'd hate to see the rest of the talent of these feds, they must be an entire population of Branden Harvey's. There ain't a person, male or female, in this match who could hold a CANDLE to me in that ring. I am the GREATEST OF ALL TIME, and I will prove it when I walk out of there with my hand raised."
He pauses for a moment to place another bet for Rachelle and himself.
Terry Marvin: "But it's more than that, there is a war brewing in the APW. IT seems that Level One, a inferior version of me with an ego exponentially grander, has formed himself a sort of alliance with all the 'FREE AGENT' members of the Survive and Conquer match. He calls it, uncreative enough, the FREE AGENCY. I have no idea how he came up with such a clever and unique name such as that, but whatever. He's been running a muck lately, taking over both Overdrive, and the ICW so far. He attacks at will, he goes after whoever he feels like, and lately he's decided to go after the APW world Champion, Sally Talfourd.
Now, I don't care that he's aiming so high as to go after Sally, but he's gotta realize that there's more than just himself in line for that. Sally is at the top of the food chain, which means that everybody else with a job description of APW Mega star has their sites set on her, including yours truly. So now the people in APW are choosing sides. You have the Free Agency on one side, and APW faithful on the other. Even people who can't stand Sally Talfourd are siding with her in some ridiculous notion of loyalty and protection to the APW. So it's creating a very volatile situation. "
Rachelle Lodge: "So who's side are you on?"
He smiles as he places another bet.
Terry Marvin: "Side? I'm on the only side that matters, the only side I care about, I'm on my side. I could give a shit less about the Free Agency...but I couldn't care MORE about Sally Talfourd. Not Sally herself, but that strap of leather and gold around her waist. It's the thing that everybody is looking to get their hands on, and I will do ANYTHING to get it, even if it means an uneasy alliance with the Free Agents....even if it means a VERY uneasy alliance with Sally Talfourd. But she's too damn high on her royal rocker to even give a shit about lowly old me. She thinks she's ABOVE everybody else in APW. When in reality, I've destroyed better wrestlers than she'll EVER be! She's not above me...she's not even in my same league. I know I have to bide my time, that's just how things work, but someday I will prove to her and the rest of the world JUST how good i am. "
They bet again, Rachelle doubles down on her bet and wins. They celebrate as the chips are raked toward them. The waitress comes back with more drinks. Terry tips her and smiles, winking at her. She smiles and blushes back, but Rachelle doesn't see this.
Rachelle Lodge: "So, what's on your plate this week, other than the big battle royal match?"
Terry shakes his head and sighs.
Terry Marvin: "Remember that bottom of the barrel I told you about? Well I have to go up against that this week. See, there are some people who just can't take a hint, just can't accept that they are low down scum sucking pieces of sewer floating shit, just can't accept failure. They live in a state of denial so grand that they have to experience the same defeat and destruction over and over and over again. That pretty much sums up my 'opponent,' if you want to call him that; I prefer victim, AJ KING. See, I already sent this guy to the loser's lounge once when I beat not just him, but another but pirate by the name of....well who cares what his damn name is. And now, they've deemed it necessary for me to face him again. To be honest, I don't give a DAMN about this match. I will win it of course, cause I refuse to give that little bitch the satisfaction of victory, but It's no where near as important to me as the Survive and Conquer match!"
He takes a swig of his drink as They double down their bets and win another pile of chips. They smile at each other while the pit boss says something to the dealer and watches the two intently.
Terry Marvin: "See AJ likes to run off at the mouth about shit that he can't even start to comprehend. And he speaks a big game for somebody who was ALREADY humiliated by me once this MONTH! Sure, he'll tell you that I didn't BEAT him, that I made the other guy tap. But in the record books, there'll be ONE winner and two losers....which side did AJ come out on? Well, we all know the answer to that. HE lost...I won, end of story. Now he says he wants to test me? With what army? He'd better bring the 11th infantry in that ring fully armed if he wants to test me, cause he sure can't get the job done himself. It won't be a test, hell it won't even be a pop quiz. He says he wants to see how far I can go? Trust me, he wants no part of that. I will break his fucking neck for a win, and if don't believe me, then he truly doesn't know what he's in store for.
He talks about me wanting everything handed to me like I'm something special. Well...yeah, of course I do because I AM something special. I am GOD'S GIFT TO WRESTLING. I am sent here to save APW from drones like AJ King! He wants to talk about how Jesus was crucified, comparing me to the son of God. Well, i wasn't going to go that far, but now that you mention it...there are some similarities. He turned water into wine.... I turn Scotch into urine. He walked on water....I walk all over whatever water thin talent is thrown at me in the ring. He healed the lame and made them whole again. I hurt the whole and made them lame. But Jesus was weak, and he allowed himself to be sacrificed, AJ. I am stronger than Jesus...better than Jesus. God saw his mistakes the first time around and said 'Hey Terry...why don't you go try that thing again, since I know you'll do it better.' And that's exactly what I'll do. Jesus saved mankind from their sins. I will save the wrestling world from the sins of the vegetative black holes of charisma that walk around in that locker room."
This time Terry and Rachelle lose their bets. Satisfied that they're not cheating, the pit boss orders a few more drinks for them and walks away, keeping an eye on the camera that they RELUCTANTLY let into this room. Rachelle is having a blast gambling Terry's money away, and he's having a blast flirting with any woman who comes in the room, from the dealer to the waitress to a drunken Rachelle herself. Terry hands Rachelle a bunch of chips and stands up. He walks to a corner of the room and looks deep into the camera.
Terry Marvin: " This week, AJ, the PPV is indeed called Survive and Conquer. And you want to talk about me surviving, about fighting for survival. Why is it that's the first word that people go to about that PPV. I'm not worried about surviving, because you're too much of a Nancy boy goodie two shoes and want to impress these fans to really do damage to me. That might hurt your good guy reputation that we've ALL seen you enjoy. And it's that love for the fans, and your adoration of them loving you that makes you weak, that makes you beatable. I'd rather focus on the other half of our PPV name. This week AJ, I will CONQUER you like I did to Kenny Kasual, like I did to Branden Harvey, like I've done to countless others in the past. I will beat you down to within an inch of quitting. Then I will tie you in the Show's Over, and take that inch.....YOU WILL TAP OUT!
See AJ, I've got bigger plans than wasting my time with you. I'm the greatest thing to happen to this company, and I will carry it to GREATNESS. Because THAT is exactly what happens when I'm around....Greatness. In our match Sunday, you will be involved in greatness, and people won't remember that you were on the losing end. They will just remember that you were in that ring with me. They'll remember how amazing I was and made you look. And for that, AJ you must pay the price. The price is one Embarrassing loss to yours truly. But that's cheap really to be FOREVER associated with THE REAL SHOW. Consider yourself a lucky man AJ!
Our match...AJ will end the same way as the first one. I will be celebrating my greatness with my arms raised in victory. You will be desperately grasping at any kind of rationalization for why you lost, blaming people that had nothing to do with the match. Get ready AJ, cause even if it's your funeral that's playing....IT'S SHOWTIME"
With that, he goes back over to the table and the scene fades to black.
The scene opens up on the Vegas Strip. We see The normal sights of the Strip: Bustles of people hurrying down the sidewalk to escape the night air and find shelter in the next casino on the block, where they will all but surely lose every cent they have... The normal street performers are out, from the magicians to the musicians... The prostitutes selling themselves to any Joe walking around... The Latinos standing by the edge of the sidewalk handing out fliers for strip clubs and call girls. We come in outside of the Bellagio next to the dancing fountains. Standing next to fountain in a beige suit and short skirt is a blond woman with a briefcase in her hand. As the guys walk buy, they stop for a good minute or two and take a look at her, some of them hitting on her. She just brushes them off and waits. She looks at her watch impatiently a few times and sighs heavily.
Rachelle Lodge: "That son of a bitch, I will kick his ass all over the place."
She looks up and sees "The Real Show" Terry Marvin across the street next to the performers signing autographed pictures to fans, and even to people who don't seem to want them, forcing them to take them like the Latinos with their pamphlets. Rachelle looks extremely pissed as Terry notices her and smiles. Terry stops his signing and crosses the street to her, smiling hugely as he approaches.
Terry Marvin: "THERE you are, I've been looking all over the place for you"
Rachelle Lodge: "BULLSHIT! I saw you across the street trying to force people into being your fans."
Terry Marvin: "What can I say, my public loves me."
Rachelle Lodge: "Your public LOATHES you, and if you keep me waiting, I'll join that list."
Terry Marvin: "And that's what I hired you for...to be my lawyer and PR expert. I don't do anything you can't fix."
She Rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
Rachelle Lodge: "So what did you want to meet me here for?"
Terry pulls out a legal folder with some papers sticking out of it, and hands it to her.
Terry Marvin: "First of all there's this. All signed and filled out just like you asked. And Second of all, I'm taking you for a night out on the town."
She looks a little worried about that last thing.
Rachelle Lodge: "Uh, no thank you."
Terry Marvin: "Um...what?"
Rachelle Lodge: "Well, you're my client...I can't date clients. And to be honest with you, I know your reputation. You never keep a girlfriend for more than a week, month tops. I'm not going to be one of the girls you make fall for you and then just dump on the side of the road."
Terry shows no emotion by this whatsoever and just shrugs.
Terry Marvin: "Okay, whatever you want."
She seems deeply surprised by this.
Rachelle Lodge: "So...that's it. No begging, no pleading...no coercing?"
Terry Marvin: "I don't beg. And besides, you said No...I respect that. Lord knows I don't need a relationship right now, especially one that will only last for a month. I was just wondering if you wanted to hit the town with me, that's all. Anyways, I'll see you later."
He begins to walk away, and she thinks differently about what he just said and calls out after him.
Rachelle Lodge: "Wait! Maybe I'll tag along."
Terry Marvin: "Well, come on then...I'm walking this way!"
The scene switches to inside a casino, in a private high rollers room. Terry and Rachelle are sitting at a table playing blackjack. Terry has A 10 and a Queen for twenty. The dealer is showing 8, and Rachelle has a 10 and a 9 for 19. They're both sipping on drinks and they have a SIZABLE bet out in front of them. They are laughing as they bet.
Rachelle Lodge: "Okay, okay...what do I do now."
Terry Marvin: "You got 19.... what do you think?"
Rachelle Lodge: "Uh hit?"
Terry Marvin: "Hit? with only two cards that can help you?"
Rachelle Lodge: "Okay stay then."
The dealer flips over his card to reveal another 8 for 16. Rachelle cheers until the dealer pulls out the other card which is a 5 giving him 21.
Rachelle Lodge: "WHAT? That's bull crap!"
Terry Marvin: "That's gambling."
He smiles, and her anger fades away as he non nonchalantly pulls out a few more thousand dollar chips. She kills her drink as the dealer continues dealing. They talk while playing.
Rachelle Lodge: "So...Mr 'Real Show' what's Going on in the wrestling world with you this week?"
Terry Marvin: "Well, this is APW's Pay Per View, Survive and Conquer. It's more than just a simple PPV though, it's got one of the most prestigious matches in the world in it, the Survive and Conquer battle royal. 40 guys beating the hell out of each other, tossing anyone they possibly can OUT of that ring. The last man standing is the winner. And that man will be yours truly."
Rachelle Lodge: "Oh, is that so? Well you certainly think pretty highly of yourself..."
Terry Marvin: "Of course I do...it's hard to be this damn fantastic. This match will do more for me than the simple 500,000 dollar prize...."
Rachelle's eyes get incredibly huge at hearing this amount, but Terry doesn't even flinch.
Terry Marvin: "But it will be evidence to what I've been saying since my career began...it will signify me as the GREATEST wrestler in this sport today! It will mean that I bested 39 other low class morons that have the audacity to call themselves the BEST representatives of their respective feds. Hell, I'd hate to see the rest of the talent of these feds, they must be an entire population of Branden Harvey's. There ain't a person, male or female, in this match who could hold a CANDLE to me in that ring. I am the GREATEST OF ALL TIME, and I will prove it when I walk out of there with my hand raised."
He pauses for a moment to place another bet for Rachelle and himself.
Terry Marvin: "But it's more than that, there is a war brewing in the APW. IT seems that Level One, a inferior version of me with an ego exponentially grander, has formed himself a sort of alliance with all the 'FREE AGENT' members of the Survive and Conquer match. He calls it, uncreative enough, the FREE AGENCY. I have no idea how he came up with such a clever and unique name such as that, but whatever. He's been running a muck lately, taking over both Overdrive, and the ICW so far. He attacks at will, he goes after whoever he feels like, and lately he's decided to go after the APW world Champion, Sally Talfourd.
Now, I don't care that he's aiming so high as to go after Sally, but he's gotta realize that there's more than just himself in line for that. Sally is at the top of the food chain, which means that everybody else with a job description of APW Mega star has their sites set on her, including yours truly. So now the people in APW are choosing sides. You have the Free Agency on one side, and APW faithful on the other. Even people who can't stand Sally Talfourd are siding with her in some ridiculous notion of loyalty and protection to the APW. So it's creating a very volatile situation. "
Rachelle Lodge: "So who's side are you on?"
He smiles as he places another bet.
Terry Marvin: "Side? I'm on the only side that matters, the only side I care about, I'm on my side. I could give a shit less about the Free Agency...but I couldn't care MORE about Sally Talfourd. Not Sally herself, but that strap of leather and gold around her waist. It's the thing that everybody is looking to get their hands on, and I will do ANYTHING to get it, even if it means an uneasy alliance with the Free Agents....even if it means a VERY uneasy alliance with Sally Talfourd. But she's too damn high on her royal rocker to even give a shit about lowly old me. She thinks she's ABOVE everybody else in APW. When in reality, I've destroyed better wrestlers than she'll EVER be! She's not above me...she's not even in my same league. I know I have to bide my time, that's just how things work, but someday I will prove to her and the rest of the world JUST how good i am. "
They bet again, Rachelle doubles down on her bet and wins. They celebrate as the chips are raked toward them. The waitress comes back with more drinks. Terry tips her and smiles, winking at her. She smiles and blushes back, but Rachelle doesn't see this.
Rachelle Lodge: "So, what's on your plate this week, other than the big battle royal match?"
Terry shakes his head and sighs.
Terry Marvin: "Remember that bottom of the barrel I told you about? Well I have to go up against that this week. See, there are some people who just can't take a hint, just can't accept that they are low down scum sucking pieces of sewer floating shit, just can't accept failure. They live in a state of denial so grand that they have to experience the same defeat and destruction over and over and over again. That pretty much sums up my 'opponent,' if you want to call him that; I prefer victim, AJ KING. See, I already sent this guy to the loser's lounge once when I beat not just him, but another but pirate by the name of....well who cares what his damn name is. And now, they've deemed it necessary for me to face him again. To be honest, I don't give a DAMN about this match. I will win it of course, cause I refuse to give that little bitch the satisfaction of victory, but It's no where near as important to me as the Survive and Conquer match!"
He takes a swig of his drink as They double down their bets and win another pile of chips. They smile at each other while the pit boss says something to the dealer and watches the two intently.
Terry Marvin: "See AJ likes to run off at the mouth about shit that he can't even start to comprehend. And he speaks a big game for somebody who was ALREADY humiliated by me once this MONTH! Sure, he'll tell you that I didn't BEAT him, that I made the other guy tap. But in the record books, there'll be ONE winner and two losers....which side did AJ come out on? Well, we all know the answer to that. HE lost...I won, end of story. Now he says he wants to test me? With what army? He'd better bring the 11th infantry in that ring fully armed if he wants to test me, cause he sure can't get the job done himself. It won't be a test, hell it won't even be a pop quiz. He says he wants to see how far I can go? Trust me, he wants no part of that. I will break his fucking neck for a win, and if don't believe me, then he truly doesn't know what he's in store for.
He talks about me wanting everything handed to me like I'm something special. Well...yeah, of course I do because I AM something special. I am GOD'S GIFT TO WRESTLING. I am sent here to save APW from drones like AJ King! He wants to talk about how Jesus was crucified, comparing me to the son of God. Well, i wasn't going to go that far, but now that you mention it...there are some similarities. He turned water into wine.... I turn Scotch into urine. He walked on water....I walk all over whatever water thin talent is thrown at me in the ring. He healed the lame and made them whole again. I hurt the whole and made them lame. But Jesus was weak, and he allowed himself to be sacrificed, AJ. I am stronger than Jesus...better than Jesus. God saw his mistakes the first time around and said 'Hey Terry...why don't you go try that thing again, since I know you'll do it better.' And that's exactly what I'll do. Jesus saved mankind from their sins. I will save the wrestling world from the sins of the vegetative black holes of charisma that walk around in that locker room."
This time Terry and Rachelle lose their bets. Satisfied that they're not cheating, the pit boss orders a few more drinks for them and walks away, keeping an eye on the camera that they RELUCTANTLY let into this room. Rachelle is having a blast gambling Terry's money away, and he's having a blast flirting with any woman who comes in the room, from the dealer to the waitress to a drunken Rachelle herself. Terry hands Rachelle a bunch of chips and stands up. He walks to a corner of the room and looks deep into the camera.
Terry Marvin: " This week, AJ, the PPV is indeed called Survive and Conquer. And you want to talk about me surviving, about fighting for survival. Why is it that's the first word that people go to about that PPV. I'm not worried about surviving, because you're too much of a Nancy boy goodie two shoes and want to impress these fans to really do damage to me. That might hurt your good guy reputation that we've ALL seen you enjoy. And it's that love for the fans, and your adoration of them loving you that makes you weak, that makes you beatable. I'd rather focus on the other half of our PPV name. This week AJ, I will CONQUER you like I did to Kenny Kasual, like I did to Branden Harvey, like I've done to countless others in the past. I will beat you down to within an inch of quitting. Then I will tie you in the Show's Over, and take that inch.....YOU WILL TAP OUT!
See AJ, I've got bigger plans than wasting my time with you. I'm the greatest thing to happen to this company, and I will carry it to GREATNESS. Because THAT is exactly what happens when I'm around....Greatness. In our match Sunday, you will be involved in greatness, and people won't remember that you were on the losing end. They will just remember that you were in that ring with me. They'll remember how amazing I was and made you look. And for that, AJ you must pay the price. The price is one Embarrassing loss to yours truly. But that's cheap really to be FOREVER associated with THE REAL SHOW. Consider yourself a lucky man AJ!
Our match...AJ will end the same way as the first one. I will be celebrating my greatness with my arms raised in victory. You will be desperately grasping at any kind of rationalization for why you lost, blaming people that had nothing to do with the match. Get ready AJ, cause even if it's your funeral that's playing....IT'S SHOWTIME"
With that, he goes back over to the table and the scene fades to black.
