Into The Wild ( RP1)

[The Chosen Future]

Scene 1- " Extinction "


*Click Click*

* An aluminum case opens up as some slight rummaging can be heard. Nearly as quick as the case was opened, it closes; revealing Nate Bishop in a tent. Nate smiles as he tilts up the barrel of a hunting riffle towards the camera. *

Nate - Hey Rico, how are you doin’ big guy? Told ya I was going hunting. I told ya that this ain’t going away till I get what’s mine. Your little run as IWC Suicidal Champion- yeah that’s done, old news. Now don’t worry about what you said because I remember, so there’s no need to repeated yourself into oblivion again. You’re right; I didn’t get the job done the first time against you, yeah I rattled my mouth with these things called words that had these crazy things called syllables and those words had more syllables then what you’re used to counting to. Its it’s ok if you didn’t quite understand me the first time. The second time, last week.. You understood where I was coming from. You told me that I didn’t do my homework, that you won that fatal four way at the December pay per view-

*Nate catches himself for a moment mid sentence. *

Let me rephrase Rico because you told me that you BARLEY WON; that you had to take guys with you in this sacrificial style. I bet it gave you that warm, fuzzy feeling all over that you narrowly came out of that match at all, let alone with that title. This match, this match will be drastically different. I know that my particular set of skills lends itself better to the multi-man matches like it did last week when I completely decimated both Ebon an Jason Royce but having seen now what you can do in the ring- this match is going to be like running circles around a quadriplegic. I say that because you’re coming into this match against me very much in the same way. You’re the wounded animal an I’m simply going to put a bullet square between your betty little eye balls.

Rico, you wanted to question an test how far I can go and you thought that with one little punch you were gonna rid the world of Nate Bishop; that I don’t have this resilient quality. That maybe I don’t have what it takes to hang with the misfits. Well you’re right because I’m not a Misfit, I’m DangerTainment. I’m not going to play your games or give into your way of life so in my match last week I was gonna showcase it all. DangerTainment draws first blood, we strike first and there’s no retaliation. There was no retaliation when we used those Free Agency idiots to come up in IWC and wreck you fools. You tried to retaliate against me in our first little outing but you failed in making sure I got the message. The only thing that you told me was that you sleep with a horse shoe up your ass… well..

* Nate picks up a magazine from the ground and loads it into place. *

Horse shoe’s don’t stop bullets and they damn sure don’t stop Nate Bishop. I took the group of Misfits that you’re suppose to lead and split them open, belittled them and paraded them around to display the dominance that each member of DangerTainment posses. A dominance so great that I took out both of my opponents at once where as you were put through the ring an your short bus rage strength got you through the rest. I’m going to tell you right now that your little hulk strength isn’t going to work, nor will it be a factor. I did such a good job in fact that you had to actually come down to the ring and make sure that the guy that you weren’t sweatin’ didn’t make it to the pay per view..

*Nate sarcastically wipes the sweat from his brow. *

Boy was that a close one, good call. You tried so hard but I was all over your goonie reject ass. So when you’re little lead pipe plan “A” failed what did you do; you attacked broken an beaten men.

*Nate stammers all over his words. *

Well, I just, just, wow.. that’s all that I can coherently put together as a reaction to that.. Just wow. What a big, strong, dominant, “ Loose Cannon” you are. In fact, that’s the only way that scenario could have gone down because if they were both up, you’d have been put through the ring again dreamin’ of rocky road ice cream. The bare bones of it though Rico is that you couldn’t get it done when DT invaded, you couldn’t finish the job when we first met and you couldn’t even redeem your self last week after I had been through a brutal match. So what makes you think that with all your options exhausted that you have the capacity in any aspect of the word to successfully defend your-

*Nate wags his finger. *

Scratch that, MY Suicidal Championship? Whats the battle plan Rico; you don’t have one. You’re gonna go into our match and just say “ screw it.” You’re just gonna wing it. You figured: “ Hell If You couldn’t drive me away in our first match and you couldn’t take advantage of a “ weakened” Nate Bishop after he took out two guys and he still had the dexterity an mental preparedness to fend you off then what’s next? What’s Rico’s next coarse of action? What could you possibly do to make sure that I don’t leave Long Island with my title- that’s right, there’s nothing you can do. I’m too fast for you to catch, I’m too agile for you to corner, I’ll be the first one to take the kitchen sink to ya. A battle out in the wild isn’t about whose gonna strike hardest, its about who strikes first and consistently I’ve struck first in IWC. Admittedly you have the strength advantage but that alone can’t carry you through the match. It’s a good thing that you get up every time I knock you down because every time you get back up you’re gonna ask yourself “ how much more can he dish out?” and that answer is: AS MUCH AS IT TAKES.

* Nate stares at the camera with all seriousness as he cocks the riffle.*

I can tell you one thing though, after seeing you in action and how desperate this whole “ Nate Bishop” thing has you; that it won’t take much. Like I said, luck doesn’t stop bullets an it don’t stop Nate Bishop.There is nothing that’s going to stop me at the Pay Per View from either breaking your legs or crushing the vertebra in your spinal cord together like a bad car crash. Face it Rico, you’re the wounded animal in this match, laying helpless on the ground, calling, hoping for someone, something.. To save you. You’re in far over your head and the only thing that can reach you is the long, powerful ominous arm of Dangertainment. I’m not gonna pull you to safety; no. I’m going to make sure your head goes under water until the bubbles stop. I’m not gonna bandage you’re leg or your ego; no. I’m going to throw salt on the wounds and watch you rive in agony before I put that bullet in your skull. So enjoy you’re time because I believe you said I was on a stay of execution which is fine because right now Rico Casteel is scheduled for extinction.

* Just then Gallos pops his head in to see what’s taking Nate so long. *

Gallos - Hey, what are you doing ? We’re getting’ ready to leave, stop snappin your carrot.

* He looks up an notices the IWC camera.*

Gallos - It’s a good thing I paid for a few of them to come along, isn’t it?

* Nate turns his head slightly towards Gallos.*

Nate - Why don’t you tell the world where we are right now.

Gallos - Where we are? Where we are ? We’re DangerTainment, we’re everywhere an anywhere we wana be; don’t forget it! We’re in the heart of Africa, camped out in the savannah. We’re gonna do some big game huntin.

* Nate turns back to the camera. *

Nate - Hear that Rico? All of DT, doin a bit of hunting. We’re doing a bit more homework on you an guys like you. The guys that walk around IWC like they got a set, who think that are above everybody else. In reality, you’re all just the same- misfits. I’m sure you carry that banner proud, much like I carry the DangerTainment banner. I’m a founding member of DangerTainment where as you’re just a part of the rank and file in IWC. why don’t you join us on our little expedition; that way you can see first hand what we do to the guys like you, the rank and file.

* Nate motions for the camera to follow him out of the tent. Out in the heat of the open savannah the camera pans around to see two open top SUV‘s. Kash, Knuckles and MP3 sit in one of the SUV’s. Kash is smoking a joint as Knuckles sharpens a knife. MP3 has his face buried in a map, plotting out a route. Nate takes the camera from the IWC crew member and holds it himself, pointing the camera at his own face. *

Nate - this is getting prepared, we each have our own set of skills that aid the others, forming a complete circle of unification. Me, you saw moments go my level of preparedness. You don’t bring a knife to a gun fight an you don’t bring a “ Loose Cannon” to a marksmen competition. There’s a such a mismatch isn’t there Rico, isn’t that why you tried to attack me? Let that be a lesson to you that even with your best attempts- it’ll never be enough

* MP3 looks up from his map and yells over to Nate. *

MP3 - Lets go, we’re losing daylight.

Nate - Your daylight’s fading Rico. Pretty soon the “ Loose Cannon” will be replaced with a more efficient champion, a more suitable champion.. A true DangerTainment Champion. Believe it.

* Nate hands the camera back to the IWC crew member and heads for the jeep with the other DangerTainment members in it. The camera man follows, hopping in the way back of the custom African safari SUV. The jeeps start to drive off as the scene fades.


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Scene 2- “ What You’ll Hunt”


* Some time later as the sun begins to set, The SUVs are circling some game trails, waiting for when the predators come out in order to get the game they want. DangerTainment start talking amongst themselves about the kinds of animals that they to take back home.*

Knuckles - I wana bag me a Hyena.

Kash - That’s really your only hope of getting something to laugh at your jokes.

Knuckles - I’ma call him Winstin.

Kash - You would. Me; Personally I want a monkey.

MP3- You’re not gonna see any monkeys out here in the open, you gotta go out into the brush, into the trees.

Kash - Well then what the hell we doin in this SUV then ?

MP3 - Because it’s SAFE.

Gallos- I agree with Kash, we aren’t tourist.

MP3- Ye-Yes, yes we are.

Gallos - That’s Bullshit, I’ve been doin this for years now. This is like my backyard. This is like my summer home. As I see it, these furry claw machine rejects are invading. I for one will not stand for it. Tell em’ Nate.

Nate- Sorry Mal, I gotta side with Gallos on this one. Anyone can shoot a lion from a truck. It takes a man to do it within range of the lions teeth. We’re DT; we get up close, show no fear.

Knuckles- No guts, no glory!

Kash- Sorry bro, but the I’s have it.

MP3- Well I’m not goin out there unprotected; Gallos, give me your gun.

*Christian brushes him off. *

Gallos- PSHH, get your own gun. When we were divvying out the firearms, you chose the map.

MP3- I’m the only one who can read the damn thing.

Gallos- Not my problem.

MP3- well there’s gotta be something in here that I can use.

* MP3 starts searching around the SUV, Finding himself in the back of the SUV he locates a bright red suitcase. He opens it and sees some emergency supplies: flare gun, lanterns, two pistols with extra shells and two tazzers. MP3 looks at the box with mixed feelings, not exactly what he had in mind to fend for himself in the African bush. *

Nate - What did you find?

MP3- A lantern,pistol and some tazzers.

* Kash an Knuckles perk up and look at each other before they scramble to the back of the SUV, as if the tazzers were gold or a precious rare gem. Kash gets to it first and holds it up. Knuckles tries to tackle him but gets shocked for his effort. Knuckles flops backwards back into the front of the SUV as Nate and Gallos laugh; MP3 not so much. *

MP3- Holy crap!? What the hell was that for?

Kash- He knows what he did. Hey Nate, what are you gonna bag?

Nate- Me; I’ma go bag me a Rhino.
Gallos- I’ve tried that before, those rounds in your riffle cant penetrate the Rhino skin.

Nate- I know, that’s why I’m going to use this-

* Nate pulls out a hunting knife from a strap on his leg.*

Nate- get up close an personal so the Rhino, like Rico can see the reflection of his failure and downfall- the future resides in the blink of an eye.

* Nate Twirls the knife between his fingers as the SUVs come to stop and the scene fades to black with Nate getting out to start his hunt.*

~~FINN