Post by Ravager on Dec 11, 2005 18:34:28 GMT -5
We open with a shot of an NAPW rookie unconscious on the floor. The camera pans up to show Ravager sitting in the corner of the NAPW wrestling ring. He is in his wrestling trunks. He has his weapons, a bag of take out food, and a bottle of water. Several wrestlers and NAPW officials have gathered around. Josh Reynolds is there, microphone in hand, to get to the bottom of things.
Josh: What's going on?
Official #1: The boys were training in the ring. Ravager just walks in and says "Everyone has to leave now".
Josh: Any clue as to what he wants?
Official #2: That poor bastard lying on the floor asked him.
Josh: Has anybody else tried talking to him?
Official #1: I've been trying ever since he got arrested. He won't return any messages. Now it looks like he's settled in for the night.
Official #2: If you want to talk to him, more power to you.
Josh looks rather nervous, but he knows a good story when he sees one. He cautiously climbs into the ring, and slowly makes his way over to Ravager.
Josh: Um, Ravager?
Ravager glares at Josh. Instead of answering, he eats his sandwich.
Josh: I don't want to bother you while you're eating. It's just, your behavior has been erratic lately. Frankly, some of us are worried.
Ravager keeps eating.
Josh: I realize you've had some mentally exhausting challenges over the last month, let alone the physical toll you've taken. But last night when you beat up that homeless fellow...
Ravager: Most homeless kids don't have $250 shoes. Maybe I just picked up a rather industrious panhandler.
Josh: Why are you here right now?
Ravager: I promised the officer that I would save my fighting for the ring. Anything I do in here is nice and legal. That way, when Mirage's little b*tches try to jump me, I won't feel guilty after.
Josh: But, we're hours away from Monday Night Fights...
Ravager: I brought a book.
Bob O'Brady, "The Irish Adonis", climbs into the ring.
Bob: Hey, Ravager! Why don't you wait outside while the future of this company works out in the ring? Make way for the youth movement now, instead of being pushed aside later.
Ravager: (sighs) They take so long to learn.
Ravager is on his feet and attacking O'Brady before anyone can react. After a few shots to the head, as well as a vicious low blow, Ravager slaps on the full nelson, before dragon suplexing O'Brady out of the ring to the floor. Even with the other wrestlers to break his fall, O'Brady is hurt bad.
Ravager: Josh, you have a choice. You can leave the easy way. Or I can help you out like I did for Mr. O'Brady here.
Josh wisely exits the ring. Ravager goes back to the corner and finishes his sandwich. Josh goes over to the officials.
Josh: Maybe it would be best to leave him alone for a while.
Unanimous agreement from everyone. They help the injured wrestlers out of the arena as the camera pans back to Ravager, who is reading a copy of Jack Womack's Random Acts of Senseless Violence. The camera slowly backs away from Ravager, and leaves the arena.
Josh: What's going on?
Official #1: The boys were training in the ring. Ravager just walks in and says "Everyone has to leave now".
Josh: Any clue as to what he wants?
Official #2: That poor bastard lying on the floor asked him.
Josh: Has anybody else tried talking to him?
Official #1: I've been trying ever since he got arrested. He won't return any messages. Now it looks like he's settled in for the night.
Official #2: If you want to talk to him, more power to you.
Josh looks rather nervous, but he knows a good story when he sees one. He cautiously climbs into the ring, and slowly makes his way over to Ravager.
Josh: Um, Ravager?
Ravager glares at Josh. Instead of answering, he eats his sandwich.
Josh: I don't want to bother you while you're eating. It's just, your behavior has been erratic lately. Frankly, some of us are worried.
Ravager keeps eating.
Josh: I realize you've had some mentally exhausting challenges over the last month, let alone the physical toll you've taken. But last night when you beat up that homeless fellow...
Ravager: Most homeless kids don't have $250 shoes. Maybe I just picked up a rather industrious panhandler.
Josh: Why are you here right now?
Ravager: I promised the officer that I would save my fighting for the ring. Anything I do in here is nice and legal. That way, when Mirage's little b*tches try to jump me, I won't feel guilty after.
Josh: But, we're hours away from Monday Night Fights...
Ravager: I brought a book.
Bob O'Brady, "The Irish Adonis", climbs into the ring.
Bob: Hey, Ravager! Why don't you wait outside while the future of this company works out in the ring? Make way for the youth movement now, instead of being pushed aside later.
Ravager: (sighs) They take so long to learn.
Ravager is on his feet and attacking O'Brady before anyone can react. After a few shots to the head, as well as a vicious low blow, Ravager slaps on the full nelson, before dragon suplexing O'Brady out of the ring to the floor. Even with the other wrestlers to break his fall, O'Brady is hurt bad.
Ravager: Josh, you have a choice. You can leave the easy way. Or I can help you out like I did for Mr. O'Brady here.
Josh wisely exits the ring. Ravager goes back to the corner and finishes his sandwich. Josh goes over to the officials.
Josh: Maybe it would be best to leave him alone for a while.
Unanimous agreement from everyone. They help the injured wrestlers out of the arena as the camera pans back to Ravager, who is reading a copy of Jack Womack's Random Acts of Senseless Violence. The camera slowly backs away from Ravager, and leaves the arena.