Post by Slade "The Main Man" Craven on Apr 11, 2012 21:13:15 GMT -4
The scene opens backstage at the Verizon Wireless Arena in Manchester. An arena that is currently transformed into a haven for wrestlers is lacking a subtle touch. Because of this, Slade Craven is currently backing the New A.K.A. Truck, a 2012 Ford Raptor with a custom A.K.A. chrome flame grill into the garage of the arena. Shadow stands behind the truck in a hard hat, bright orange vest and sunglasses providing signals as the truck’s reverser beeps loudly. Shadow gives the signal and Slade stops and gets out of the truck putting on his hardhat already wearing his vest and shades.
Slade- It is imperative for us to get the office built before the show, Shadow! This will take a lot of work.
“The Main Man” climbs into the back of the truck as Shadow walks to the tail gate.
Slade- If we don’t get started now we won’t be ready for Overdrive. It will be a big night.
Shadow drops the tail gate revealing a single wooden crate: seven foot long, four foot wide and three foot tall. Slade pushes the crate to the edge and Shadow gets one end as Slade takes the other of the tail gate. They walk about ten feet toward the wall and set the crate down.
Slade- Okay we ready to build this place? Tools? Check. Steel toes? Check. Hard hats? Check. OSHA rated safety glasses? Che-oh…
As Slade goes through the list they both motion to the appropriate item. Shadow has the tool bag in his hand, they motion to their boots, hats then go to point to their safety glasses and stop.
Slade- Oh well, three out of four ain’t bad. Let’s get crackin’.
Shadow drops the tool back and pulls out a crowbar and pries open the crate lid. Slade pulls out the hay and lifts out two steel frame slate pieces. Shadow squats down and lifts with his legs pulling a door out of the crate. Slade takes the slates and sets them down and Shadow sets the door into the slot created. This makes the doors stand up, then both men grab a lock on each foot and pull locking the door into place. Slade then turns and pulls a sticker from the box and puts it on the door that reads “A.K.A. Office.” They kick the crate aside and look one another smile and shake hands.
Both: Good job.
They take off their hard hats and wipe the sweat from their brows.
Shadow: Okay, that’s done. Now what? Oh yeah!
They both start walking towards the truck.
Shadow: We need to furnish this place.
Slade- Shadow man. How you feeling about all this?
Shadow: What? Coming back? Biggs? Dita?
Slade- All of it.
Shadow opens the passenger seat and pulls out a tray table box and card table box. He starts walking back as Slade comes up and pulls out four cushioned steel chairs, and a portable TV. They both walk back and open the office door, walk through in and shut the door and start opening boxes, to set things up. Finally Shadow says something.
Shadow: It’s tough to say honestly. I really didn’t expect a title match. I mean that’s not why we came back.
Slade- Well it’s a sign of respect. To refuse would only insult.
Shadow: What about Biggs? That leaping leprechaun made our lives hell.
As he sets up the first chair at the card table, “The Main Man” is putting the portable 12 inch black and white TV on the table.
Slade- And? Time to return the favor. Taking the titles provides the opportunity to make his life hell, on Asylum. We could jump over there whenever to hassle him. Wouldn’t that be awesome?
Shadow: I have to admit that the idea is tempting. Perhaps we could exact some healthy nonviolent revenge.
Slade- There you go.
He walks back out the office door as Shadow remains there setting up the last two chairs then takes a seat.
Shadow: Could be fun. But what about Dita, what would I say to her? I mean I saw her in London a month ago. She spotted me across the street and greeted me. It’s too ‘pretty’ to think she came found me then. I got to shake this before the match tonight.
“The Main Man” walks back in through the office door with a Sega Genesis in one arm and wheeling a rolling wagon holding their wrestling gear bags and a cooler.
Slade- Got the supplies! Hey you slacked off bro, what gives?
Shadow: Oh damn, yeah man, was thinking.
Craven walks over and takes a seat across the table and opens the cooler pulling out a bottle of water. He takes a drink and offers a Gatorade to Shadow who declines.
Shadow: Heads wrapped up. Things happened pretty fast.
Slade- Like EEW, remember? We shot right to the top because of our rep. I’m not being prideful, I’m just saying people like to challenge us, just as much as we do them. You are an Overdrive Champion man. That’s important. It’s what sets us aside from rookies. Respect is awarded by peers for maintaining a honorable work ethic. That is what we have carved for ourselves. We go out there in front of the fans and give our all every night for them. Remember the Star Wrestling Federation? What did they teach us there? The crowd is what makes a match great. Who wouldn’t want to be a part of a live crowd match? I know we do. This isn’t going to be some half ass return. We got the clean bills from the doctor. Like our bodies are nearly new from the rest and rehab. A miracle they said. We were given a gift and it’s time we share our gift with the world. We can go out there and give it everything. This time we don’t have to do the Anarchy Cells and the 10,000 volt matches. We can have a substantially longer career because we paid our dues.
Shadow nods and gets up, walks over to the tool bag and pulls out a long extension cord. He walks far away as Slade sits there sipping the water. Suddenly Shane west walks up to the table. He taps Slade on the shoulder making him jump and douse Shane with water.
Slade- Where in hell did you come from? How did you get in here? Are you a full blooded ninja?
Shane: What the hell are you talking about?
Slade- Get out of here demon! Phantom! Wraith! How dare you pass through our walls! Divine water! Drive this demon from my place of business!
Craven splashes the bottle of water on Shane’s face as West stands there un-amused. Shadow suddenly walks back into frame and looks at him, then Slade, then back to Shane.
Shadow: When the hell did he get here? I didn’t hear him come in.
Slade- Asshole didn’t come through the door.
Shadow: Hey! Damn man we got to pay for that wall now! Look at that crap. Get out!
They both stomp their feet and make Shane turn and run.
Slade- No stupid! Use the damn door!
Shane stops in his tracks and turns comes back a little then runs out the AKA office door as Shadow sits down laughing his ass off. Slade laughs to as the door closes. They stop laughing after a moment and take a breath.
Shadow: That hundred foot cord almost wasn’t long enough to reach the outlet. We got a good office space this time.
Slade- You’re right, we must send Jeff a strip-o-gram. You know someone decent like an actual porn star.
Shadow: Just make sure you don’t go by name alone.
Slade- Yeah he didn’t appreciate that. So yeah what were we talking about?
Shadow: Legacies. I agree Slade. I think that do have a chance here. Not for the revenge but to reclaim the glory we once had. I truly did miss that and I respect the fact Jeff and APW remained operational throughout all this time. That’s something I don’t think we have seen in a long time. Finding a home is hard to do and we are home. We wanted to stay, I remember when we did. I remember what happened. We went through the darkest dungeons of despair, the both of us. We lost everything and still found our way back here. This is something very few wrestlers have the opportunity to do. So let’s make it a memorable run brother. Who knows…
He pauses as he calls for a drink as Slade tosses him a blue Gatorade and Slade grabs another bottle of water. They crack the lids and toast.
Shadow: Could be our last run.
Slade- Lets make it a long run.
They take a drink and smile as the camera slowly turns and settles on the office door. Through the glass panel the AKA’s truck stands shining in the garage lighting. Light a star, gleaming.
Slade- It is imperative for us to get the office built before the show, Shadow! This will take a lot of work.
“The Main Man” climbs into the back of the truck as Shadow walks to the tail gate.
Slade- If we don’t get started now we won’t be ready for Overdrive. It will be a big night.
Shadow drops the tail gate revealing a single wooden crate: seven foot long, four foot wide and three foot tall. Slade pushes the crate to the edge and Shadow gets one end as Slade takes the other of the tail gate. They walk about ten feet toward the wall and set the crate down.
Slade- Okay we ready to build this place? Tools? Check. Steel toes? Check. Hard hats? Check. OSHA rated safety glasses? Che-oh…
As Slade goes through the list they both motion to the appropriate item. Shadow has the tool bag in his hand, they motion to their boots, hats then go to point to their safety glasses and stop.
Slade- Oh well, three out of four ain’t bad. Let’s get crackin’.
Shadow drops the tool back and pulls out a crowbar and pries open the crate lid. Slade pulls out the hay and lifts out two steel frame slate pieces. Shadow squats down and lifts with his legs pulling a door out of the crate. Slade takes the slates and sets them down and Shadow sets the door into the slot created. This makes the doors stand up, then both men grab a lock on each foot and pull locking the door into place. Slade then turns and pulls a sticker from the box and puts it on the door that reads “A.K.A. Office.” They kick the crate aside and look one another smile and shake hands.
Both: Good job.
They take off their hard hats and wipe the sweat from their brows.
Shadow: Okay, that’s done. Now what? Oh yeah!
They both start walking towards the truck.
Shadow: We need to furnish this place.
Slade- Shadow man. How you feeling about all this?
Shadow: What? Coming back? Biggs? Dita?
Slade- All of it.
Shadow opens the passenger seat and pulls out a tray table box and card table box. He starts walking back as Slade comes up and pulls out four cushioned steel chairs, and a portable TV. They both walk back and open the office door, walk through in and shut the door and start opening boxes, to set things up. Finally Shadow says something.
Shadow: It’s tough to say honestly. I really didn’t expect a title match. I mean that’s not why we came back.
Slade- Well it’s a sign of respect. To refuse would only insult.
Shadow: What about Biggs? That leaping leprechaun made our lives hell.
As he sets up the first chair at the card table, “The Main Man” is putting the portable 12 inch black and white TV on the table.
Slade- And? Time to return the favor. Taking the titles provides the opportunity to make his life hell, on Asylum. We could jump over there whenever to hassle him. Wouldn’t that be awesome?
Shadow: I have to admit that the idea is tempting. Perhaps we could exact some healthy nonviolent revenge.
Slade- There you go.
He walks back out the office door as Shadow remains there setting up the last two chairs then takes a seat.
Shadow: Could be fun. But what about Dita, what would I say to her? I mean I saw her in London a month ago. She spotted me across the street and greeted me. It’s too ‘pretty’ to think she came found me then. I got to shake this before the match tonight.
“The Main Man” walks back in through the office door with a Sega Genesis in one arm and wheeling a rolling wagon holding their wrestling gear bags and a cooler.
Slade- Got the supplies! Hey you slacked off bro, what gives?
Shadow: Oh damn, yeah man, was thinking.
Craven walks over and takes a seat across the table and opens the cooler pulling out a bottle of water. He takes a drink and offers a Gatorade to Shadow who declines.
Shadow: Heads wrapped up. Things happened pretty fast.
Slade- Like EEW, remember? We shot right to the top because of our rep. I’m not being prideful, I’m just saying people like to challenge us, just as much as we do them. You are an Overdrive Champion man. That’s important. It’s what sets us aside from rookies. Respect is awarded by peers for maintaining a honorable work ethic. That is what we have carved for ourselves. We go out there in front of the fans and give our all every night for them. Remember the Star Wrestling Federation? What did they teach us there? The crowd is what makes a match great. Who wouldn’t want to be a part of a live crowd match? I know we do. This isn’t going to be some half ass return. We got the clean bills from the doctor. Like our bodies are nearly new from the rest and rehab. A miracle they said. We were given a gift and it’s time we share our gift with the world. We can go out there and give it everything. This time we don’t have to do the Anarchy Cells and the 10,000 volt matches. We can have a substantially longer career because we paid our dues.
Shadow nods and gets up, walks over to the tool bag and pulls out a long extension cord. He walks far away as Slade sits there sipping the water. Suddenly Shane west walks up to the table. He taps Slade on the shoulder making him jump and douse Shane with water.
Slade- Where in hell did you come from? How did you get in here? Are you a full blooded ninja?
Shane: What the hell are you talking about?
Slade- Get out of here demon! Phantom! Wraith! How dare you pass through our walls! Divine water! Drive this demon from my place of business!
Craven splashes the bottle of water on Shane’s face as West stands there un-amused. Shadow suddenly walks back into frame and looks at him, then Slade, then back to Shane.
Shadow: When the hell did he get here? I didn’t hear him come in.
Slade- Asshole didn’t come through the door.
Shadow: Hey! Damn man we got to pay for that wall now! Look at that crap. Get out!
They both stomp their feet and make Shane turn and run.
Slade- No stupid! Use the damn door!
Shane stops in his tracks and turns comes back a little then runs out the AKA office door as Shadow sits down laughing his ass off. Slade laughs to as the door closes. They stop laughing after a moment and take a breath.
Shadow: That hundred foot cord almost wasn’t long enough to reach the outlet. We got a good office space this time.
Slade- You’re right, we must send Jeff a strip-o-gram. You know someone decent like an actual porn star.
Shadow: Just make sure you don’t go by name alone.
Slade- Yeah he didn’t appreciate that. So yeah what were we talking about?
Shadow: Legacies. I agree Slade. I think that do have a chance here. Not for the revenge but to reclaim the glory we once had. I truly did miss that and I respect the fact Jeff and APW remained operational throughout all this time. That’s something I don’t think we have seen in a long time. Finding a home is hard to do and we are home. We wanted to stay, I remember when we did. I remember what happened. We went through the darkest dungeons of despair, the both of us. We lost everything and still found our way back here. This is something very few wrestlers have the opportunity to do. So let’s make it a memorable run brother. Who knows…
He pauses as he calls for a drink as Slade tosses him a blue Gatorade and Slade grabs another bottle of water. They crack the lids and toast.
Shadow: Could be our last run.
Slade- Lets make it a long run.
They take a drink and smile as the camera slowly turns and settles on the office door. Through the glass panel the AKA’s truck stands shining in the garage lighting. Light a star, gleaming.
