Post by brandenharvey on Feb 24, 2011 3:47:50 GMT -4
[The scene opens with "Supersonic" Branden Harvey standing in line at the bank. He's only third in line, but it still takes him an hour and a half to get to the counter. That's not very supersonic, but what are you going to do? Maybe it'll befaster next time. probably not. It's a bank, after all. Harvey walks up to the bank teller.]
Harvey: Hey, man. I'd like to cash this check.
Teller: $200? That's not much of a check. Especially for an APW Megastar. Don't you make a six fgure salary or something?
Harvey: Look at the check. That's not an APW check. It's an IWC check. President Jeff uses about a tenth of the APW budget for IWC.
Teller: Okay. Now I understand. President Jeff is cheap.
[They share a laugh. After the fun, it's back to the business of cashing the check.]
Teller: Okay. I just need your signature and thumb...
[Suddenely, a voice comes from out of nowhere. A very demanding voice.]
Voice: EVERYBODY ON THE GROUND, NOW!!!!!!!! NOW!
[Harvey sees the man. He has a shotgun and four partners, all with shotguns. All five are wearing ski masks. Harvey gets down quickly. He doesn't want to be shot.]
Robber: WE JUST WANT THE MONEY AND NOBODY GETS HURT!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYBODY STAY DOWN AND YOU'LL BE OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!
[The man puts the gun in the bank teller's face. He cocks it. The bank teller look like he just peed his pants.]
Robber: Nice puddle, my friend. I want...
[He puts his finger to his lip. He curls it up.]
Robber: One... Million... Dollars. OR I'LL KILL YOU AND EVERYONE IN HERE!!!!!!!!!! NOW!
Teller: O... O... O... Okay. Whatever you say. just, please, don't shoot. I have a family.
Robber: You think I care about your family? I'll shoot if I have to.
[The bank teller takes the robber to the safe. He's going to give him the money. Harvey can't let this happen. He scopes out the four men that were left to guard the hostages. It's now or never.
Harvey jumps up and and tries to take the gun from the person closest to him. The man shoots at him. The shot startles Harvey and Harvey slips and falls. The man misses and the bullets hit his partners. It was a one in a million shot and now there are three dead bodies on the bank floor. Harvey trips the man and takes his gun, before using it to blow his head off. All that's left is the ring leader.
Elsewhere, the leader is worried about the gunshot he heard. It freaked the bank teller out as well. The leader is sweating but still trying to seem scary to the bank teller.]
Teller: I thought nobody was going to shoot unless absolutely necesary. Now somebody's dead.
Robber: It must've been necesary. Now hurry up. I need to get out there. Unless you want to get blown away as well. Maybe I'll even find your family and have some fun with them too.
[The bank teller hurriedely gets the safe open. The robber puts money in the bag. He counts out one million dollars. He gets ready to leave. Suddenly, they hear a voice behind them.]
Voice: Get away from that safe, thief. Or I'll blow your head off.
[The bank teller and the robber look behind them and there stands Branden Harvey with a shotgun in his hand, pointed at the robber. He cocks it and walks towards them.]
Harvey: Back away. Now.
Robber: You think I'm scared of your little gun? I have one that works just as well. And I'm betting that I'm better at using it.
[The robber points the gun at Harvey. They walk towards each other, guns pointed. Suddenly, the robber swings his gun at Harvey's gun. It knocks the gun out of Harvey hand. Harvey's gun fires a blank, which scares the gun out of the robbers hand. Both men are unarmed. They run at each other.
They both start swinging. Harvey ducks a swing from the robber. Harvey connects several times with right hands. He grabs the robber and drops him with an Impaler-Stunner. Harvey climbs a counter.]
Teller: Branden, this isn't wrestling. Don't do it. You're going to get us killed.
[Harvey leaps off the counter with a Sonic Boom. The robber quickly moves out of the way. Harvey crashes to the floor. The robber grabs his shotgun. He gets up. He approaches Harvey, gun pointed at his face, and hits him with the butt of the shotgun, instead of shooting him. Harvey is out. The robber grabs the money and gets out of there as fast as he can as the scene fades.]
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[The scene opens in the living room of the home of "Supersonic" Branden Harvey. Harvey is sitting on the couch, bruises are still on his face from the battle with the robber at the bank a few days ago. He is eerily alone. No wife. No son. Not even any pets. He begins to speak.]
Harvey: Hello, IWC fans. I'm "Supersonic" Branden Harvey. And this Sunday, at Blood, Sweat, and Broken Teeth, I'm taking on "The Madman" Ebon in a Stretcher Match. At the IWC Asylum, IWC's last show, Ebon made me have to leave the building on a stretcher. He attacked me during my match with Chris Cyrus and made sure I didn't leave the Asylum conscious that day.
Why, Ebon, why? Don't answer that. It's a retorical question. I already know why. You're not happy, Ebon. You're not happy that I put your wrestling ability in question. I told you the truth. I told you that you haven't won a match since joining IWC. Then I did something worse. I proved it by beating you. I kept your losing streak alive. And I enjoyed it.
That's something you couldn't forgive, Ebon. You couldn't handle the fact that somebody you'd been talking crap about backstage beat you. You called me a nothing, A nobody, a parasite to IWC. You made me out to be a piece of garbage. Then I beat you. Ebon, what does that make you after you lose to a piece of garbage? It makes you worse than garbage.
Now you must deal with the creation of all the unpleasentries in the entire world. Because "Supersonic" Branden Harvey is out of control. So be prepared, be aware, and, most of all, be afraid. Because I'm not happy with you, bon. And I'm coming to get my revenge.
This is where I usually promise that you will feel the Sonic Boom. But I'm not going to promise that this time, Ebon. Because this match isn't about pins. It's about crippling you enough that you leave the IWC Asylum, you leave Blood, Sweat, and Broken Teeth, on a stretcher. It's about making sure you don't wrestle for the next few weeks. It's about crippling you so bad that you may need surgery.
That means I may not hit the Sonic Boom. It's possible. But it might not be very bright in this match. Not unless I get the perfect opportunity. You've felt it before, Ebon. I don't need to remind you what it feel like. You felt it just last month at the IWC Asylum. But I might do it anyway. Just for kicks and giggles. Just to see you writhe in pain.
Ebon, I've been getting sneak attacked a lot lately. And it's getting very tiring. It's getting very upsetting. And, Ebon, it's really starting to make me angry. And, Ebon, you won't like me when I'm angry. Because I think I'm starting to go insane. And my insanity is becoming my best friend. I'm starting to embrace it.
My mission in IWC is to win the Insane Championship. And you're in my way, Ebon. You're in the way of my goal. You see, I'm in a pickle. If I lose to you, I probably won't get a title shot for a very long time. But, if I beat you, it won't line me up for a title shot. I mean, who hasn't beaten you? You're not that important. You're worse than garbage.
Ebon, in closing, I'm not going to be the one leaving the IWC Asylum on a stretcher. Not this time. Ebon, I'm going to kill you if I have to. Trust me. I've killed before. Just ask the thief I shot in the face with a shotgun a few days ago. You're in my way, Ebon. That's not a good place to be. So move. before I am forced to move you.
[Harvey lets out a sinister laugh. Harvey has a sinister smile on his face as the scene fades.]
Harvey: Hey, man. I'd like to cash this check.
Teller: $200? That's not much of a check. Especially for an APW Megastar. Don't you make a six fgure salary or something?
Harvey: Look at the check. That's not an APW check. It's an IWC check. President Jeff uses about a tenth of the APW budget for IWC.
Teller: Okay. Now I understand. President Jeff is cheap.
[They share a laugh. After the fun, it's back to the business of cashing the check.]
Teller: Okay. I just need your signature and thumb...
[Suddenely, a voice comes from out of nowhere. A very demanding voice.]
Voice: EVERYBODY ON THE GROUND, NOW!!!!!!!! NOW!
[Harvey sees the man. He has a shotgun and four partners, all with shotguns. All five are wearing ski masks. Harvey gets down quickly. He doesn't want to be shot.]
Robber: WE JUST WANT THE MONEY AND NOBODY GETS HURT!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYBODY STAY DOWN AND YOU'LL BE OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!
[The man puts the gun in the bank teller's face. He cocks it. The bank teller look like he just peed his pants.]
Robber: Nice puddle, my friend. I want...
[He puts his finger to his lip. He curls it up.]
Robber: One... Million... Dollars. OR I'LL KILL YOU AND EVERYONE IN HERE!!!!!!!!!! NOW!
Teller: O... O... O... Okay. Whatever you say. just, please, don't shoot. I have a family.
Robber: You think I care about your family? I'll shoot if I have to.
[The bank teller takes the robber to the safe. He's going to give him the money. Harvey can't let this happen. He scopes out the four men that were left to guard the hostages. It's now or never.
Harvey jumps up and and tries to take the gun from the person closest to him. The man shoots at him. The shot startles Harvey and Harvey slips and falls. The man misses and the bullets hit his partners. It was a one in a million shot and now there are three dead bodies on the bank floor. Harvey trips the man and takes his gun, before using it to blow his head off. All that's left is the ring leader.
Elsewhere, the leader is worried about the gunshot he heard. It freaked the bank teller out as well. The leader is sweating but still trying to seem scary to the bank teller.]
Teller: I thought nobody was going to shoot unless absolutely necesary. Now somebody's dead.
Robber: It must've been necesary. Now hurry up. I need to get out there. Unless you want to get blown away as well. Maybe I'll even find your family and have some fun with them too.
[The bank teller hurriedely gets the safe open. The robber puts money in the bag. He counts out one million dollars. He gets ready to leave. Suddenly, they hear a voice behind them.]
Voice: Get away from that safe, thief. Or I'll blow your head off.
[The bank teller and the robber look behind them and there stands Branden Harvey with a shotgun in his hand, pointed at the robber. He cocks it and walks towards them.]
Harvey: Back away. Now.
Robber: You think I'm scared of your little gun? I have one that works just as well. And I'm betting that I'm better at using it.
[The robber points the gun at Harvey. They walk towards each other, guns pointed. Suddenly, the robber swings his gun at Harvey's gun. It knocks the gun out of Harvey hand. Harvey's gun fires a blank, which scares the gun out of the robbers hand. Both men are unarmed. They run at each other.
They both start swinging. Harvey ducks a swing from the robber. Harvey connects several times with right hands. He grabs the robber and drops him with an Impaler-Stunner. Harvey climbs a counter.]
Teller: Branden, this isn't wrestling. Don't do it. You're going to get us killed.
[Harvey leaps off the counter with a Sonic Boom. The robber quickly moves out of the way. Harvey crashes to the floor. The robber grabs his shotgun. He gets up. He approaches Harvey, gun pointed at his face, and hits him with the butt of the shotgun, instead of shooting him. Harvey is out. The robber grabs the money and gets out of there as fast as he can as the scene fades.]
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[The scene opens in the living room of the home of "Supersonic" Branden Harvey. Harvey is sitting on the couch, bruises are still on his face from the battle with the robber at the bank a few days ago. He is eerily alone. No wife. No son. Not even any pets. He begins to speak.]
Harvey: Hello, IWC fans. I'm "Supersonic" Branden Harvey. And this Sunday, at Blood, Sweat, and Broken Teeth, I'm taking on "The Madman" Ebon in a Stretcher Match. At the IWC Asylum, IWC's last show, Ebon made me have to leave the building on a stretcher. He attacked me during my match with Chris Cyrus and made sure I didn't leave the Asylum conscious that day.
Why, Ebon, why? Don't answer that. It's a retorical question. I already know why. You're not happy, Ebon. You're not happy that I put your wrestling ability in question. I told you the truth. I told you that you haven't won a match since joining IWC. Then I did something worse. I proved it by beating you. I kept your losing streak alive. And I enjoyed it.
That's something you couldn't forgive, Ebon. You couldn't handle the fact that somebody you'd been talking crap about backstage beat you. You called me a nothing, A nobody, a parasite to IWC. You made me out to be a piece of garbage. Then I beat you. Ebon, what does that make you after you lose to a piece of garbage? It makes you worse than garbage.
Now you must deal with the creation of all the unpleasentries in the entire world. Because "Supersonic" Branden Harvey is out of control. So be prepared, be aware, and, most of all, be afraid. Because I'm not happy with you, bon. And I'm coming to get my revenge.
This is where I usually promise that you will feel the Sonic Boom. But I'm not going to promise that this time, Ebon. Because this match isn't about pins. It's about crippling you enough that you leave the IWC Asylum, you leave Blood, Sweat, and Broken Teeth, on a stretcher. It's about making sure you don't wrestle for the next few weeks. It's about crippling you so bad that you may need surgery.
That means I may not hit the Sonic Boom. It's possible. But it might not be very bright in this match. Not unless I get the perfect opportunity. You've felt it before, Ebon. I don't need to remind you what it feel like. You felt it just last month at the IWC Asylum. But I might do it anyway. Just for kicks and giggles. Just to see you writhe in pain.
Ebon, I've been getting sneak attacked a lot lately. And it's getting very tiring. It's getting very upsetting. And, Ebon, it's really starting to make me angry. And, Ebon, you won't like me when I'm angry. Because I think I'm starting to go insane. And my insanity is becoming my best friend. I'm starting to embrace it.
My mission in IWC is to win the Insane Championship. And you're in my way, Ebon. You're in the way of my goal. You see, I'm in a pickle. If I lose to you, I probably won't get a title shot for a very long time. But, if I beat you, it won't line me up for a title shot. I mean, who hasn't beaten you? You're not that important. You're worse than garbage.
Ebon, in closing, I'm not going to be the one leaving the IWC Asylum on a stretcher. Not this time. Ebon, I'm going to kill you if I have to. Trust me. I've killed before. Just ask the thief I shot in the face with a shotgun a few days ago. You're in my way, Ebon. That's not a good place to be. So move. before I am forced to move you.
[Harvey lets out a sinister laugh. Harvey has a sinister smile on his face as the scene fades.]
