Post by David Banks on Jan 28, 2007 16:13:53 GMT -5
The scene opens up in an unidentifiable hallway as we see “Manager t’da Stars” Ol’Salty and “The Lemondrop Kid” Lloyd Rees standing outside a door. As the camera keeps getting closer we start to pick up their conversation.
Lloyd Rees: I wonder what he wanted us t'leave d'heir fer.
Ol’Salty: Hell if I know b’y, half da time I’m not sure what d'hat kid is up t'.
Lloyd Rees: No frig’n worries Salty me son. I'm sure Banks knows what he's at. Hey, I'm bet Kamloops has a few more bars d’hat we haven't hit yet, why don’t with try t’hook up with d’hose ladies from da utter night…
Ol'Salty: Sounds like fun, we'll let “Da Chairman” take care of his own business, he's got everyting under control.
Lloyd Rees: D'hat's right, after he beats da holy hell outta SB, and I dominate da Tuesday Nights Main Event, we'll have da celebration t'end all celebrations. Now let’s get go'n.
Lloyd and Ol'Salty head down the hallway as a camera man passes them. The camera man opens a door and steps into, what we can now see, is a hotel room. David is kicked back in a large comfortable chair. wardrobe check? He's wearing his street cloths, consisnting of blue jeans, a pair a black Vans and black shirt that read " My chair gives me +5 to attack power" in white text.
David Banks: So Simply Beautiful is indeed alive and well. I had thought I had seceeded in crushing your little head like a bag of sun chips. Your probably asking yourself why I asked Lloyd and Ol'Saly to take off, well to be blunt, I have no problem taking care of thing myself, as SB will soon find out Tuesday. But I'm in a good mood, and thats why I came up with this game of mine.
David Pulls from under his seat a big blue bag.
David Banks: Whats the Chairman got in the bag. Maybe it's candy? Maybe it's free tickets for a very lucky fan? Hey, one thing is for sure, you can just call me Santa Claus, because I have a whole bag full of goodies for everyone right here.
David reaches into the bag and pulls out a piece of paper on a clip board.
David Banks: Lets see what we here here... why it's the rights to Plague's contract. Thats right folks. Act now and you can have your very own star of the past. Talk wrestling with him. Learn a couple of old school moves. Your pool need cleaning? Plague can do it. Ah, who am I fooling. Everyone knows that Plague was found on the clearance rack. To bad clearance items can't be returned... maybe I can get store credit with this or somethin.
David tosses contract away and again fishes through the bag. This time he pulls out a think yellow book with "Pro Wrestling for Dummies" on it.
David Banks: This is my first gift to SB. This baby has everything in it. How to applie a simple wrist lock, all the way to how to cut an intertaining promo. Yeah, I saw that sad sack of (BLEEP) you called a promo. Being in the north, I thought this book would help keep you from droping rating down south. C'mon SB, if the 15-year-old valley girl ripping on me is the best you can do, then you better quit while your ahead. I actually thought you two were going to invite me over for a slumber party, complete with popcorn, pink pajamas, and a night watching my old promos. On a side note, I’m glad that, for the first time in your NAPW career, that you actually felt comfortable in front of the camera when you weren’t wrestling. At least you can feel comfortable, because the rest of us behind the camera...whether you’re wrestling or not...are still feeling quite queasy. Will SB ever cut a great promo. As if!!
David sits the book to the side and reaches into the bag once more. He pulls out what appears to be two tickets.
David Banks: You know what these are SB? These are two tickets to Wednesday’s End Game Pay per View. They’re a gift, from David Banks to you, I even made sure to get them in the handicapped section so they can wheel you in, and hey, I know nobody likes to be alone, so I got you an extra so you can bring your father with all his ass cancer goodness, and the two of you can sit there right up front, maybe share a beer or some popcorn, and watch Lloyd and I beat down your buddy Patty Bick with ease, of cource. Hey, if you play your cards right I might even throw in an autographed shirt, who knows? It’s the least I can do after I deal a crippling blow to your career Tuesday night, I mean, at least you will leave Kamloops,BC with something of value, because your pride, your dignity, and any self-worth you may possess will be stripped away from you at the hands of David Banks.
What? You thought this would be a little bit more epic... heck no... I'am facing SB after all.
Fade out!
((OOC: Spell check didn't want to work and I still suck at spelling. I need a hug
))
Lloyd Rees: I wonder what he wanted us t'leave d'heir fer.
Ol’Salty: Hell if I know b’y, half da time I’m not sure what d'hat kid is up t'.
Lloyd Rees: No frig’n worries Salty me son. I'm sure Banks knows what he's at. Hey, I'm bet Kamloops has a few more bars d’hat we haven't hit yet, why don’t with try t’hook up with d’hose ladies from da utter night…
Ol'Salty: Sounds like fun, we'll let “Da Chairman” take care of his own business, he's got everyting under control.
Lloyd Rees: D'hat's right, after he beats da holy hell outta SB, and I dominate da Tuesday Nights Main Event, we'll have da celebration t'end all celebrations. Now let’s get go'n.
Lloyd and Ol'Salty head down the hallway as a camera man passes them. The camera man opens a door and steps into, what we can now see, is a hotel room. David is kicked back in a large comfortable chair. wardrobe check? He's wearing his street cloths, consisnting of blue jeans, a pair a black Vans and black shirt that read " My chair gives me +5 to attack power" in white text.
David Banks: So Simply Beautiful is indeed alive and well. I had thought I had seceeded in crushing your little head like a bag of sun chips. Your probably asking yourself why I asked Lloyd and Ol'Saly to take off, well to be blunt, I have no problem taking care of thing myself, as SB will soon find out Tuesday. But I'm in a good mood, and thats why I came up with this game of mine.
David Pulls from under his seat a big blue bag.
David Banks: Whats the Chairman got in the bag. Maybe it's candy? Maybe it's free tickets for a very lucky fan? Hey, one thing is for sure, you can just call me Santa Claus, because I have a whole bag full of goodies for everyone right here.
David reaches into the bag and pulls out a piece of paper on a clip board.
David Banks: Lets see what we here here... why it's the rights to Plague's contract. Thats right folks. Act now and you can have your very own star of the past. Talk wrestling with him. Learn a couple of old school moves. Your pool need cleaning? Plague can do it. Ah, who am I fooling. Everyone knows that Plague was found on the clearance rack. To bad clearance items can't be returned... maybe I can get store credit with this or somethin.
David tosses contract away and again fishes through the bag. This time he pulls out a think yellow book with "Pro Wrestling for Dummies" on it.
David Banks: This is my first gift to SB. This baby has everything in it. How to applie a simple wrist lock, all the way to how to cut an intertaining promo. Yeah, I saw that sad sack of (BLEEP) you called a promo. Being in the north, I thought this book would help keep you from droping rating down south. C'mon SB, if the 15-year-old valley girl ripping on me is the best you can do, then you better quit while your ahead. I actually thought you two were going to invite me over for a slumber party, complete with popcorn, pink pajamas, and a night watching my old promos. On a side note, I’m glad that, for the first time in your NAPW career, that you actually felt comfortable in front of the camera when you weren’t wrestling. At least you can feel comfortable, because the rest of us behind the camera...whether you’re wrestling or not...are still feeling quite queasy. Will SB ever cut a great promo. As if!!
David sits the book to the side and reaches into the bag once more. He pulls out what appears to be two tickets.
David Banks: You know what these are SB? These are two tickets to Wednesday’s End Game Pay per View. They’re a gift, from David Banks to you, I even made sure to get them in the handicapped section so they can wheel you in, and hey, I know nobody likes to be alone, so I got you an extra so you can bring your father with all his ass cancer goodness, and the two of you can sit there right up front, maybe share a beer or some popcorn, and watch Lloyd and I beat down your buddy Patty Bick with ease, of cource. Hey, if you play your cards right I might even throw in an autographed shirt, who knows? It’s the least I can do after I deal a crippling blow to your career Tuesday night, I mean, at least you will leave Kamloops,BC with something of value, because your pride, your dignity, and any self-worth you may possess will be stripped away from you at the hands of David Banks.
What? You thought this would be a little bit more epic... heck no... I'am facing SB after all.
Fade out!
((OOC: Spell check didn't want to work and I still suck at spelling. I need a hug
))