Post by "The Devastator" Kurt Castle on Feb 5, 2007 18:02:58 GMT -5
(We open inside of the Untouchables’ Canadian Headquarters office. The view is form the inside of the room and there isn’t a soul in there. Mahogany wood furniture fills the office, along with plush leather seating. The camera turns to the door as you can hear a key rattling in the lock. You see the doorknob being twisted and the door flies open. Raul Havok comes walking through the door along with the reigning Provincial Champion Kurt Castle. Havok is dressed in a 3-piece suit, while Castle is in jeans and a tight fitting “Untouchables” t-shirt. Castle has the Provincial title belt draped over his left shoulder.)
(Raul to have a couple of boxes of left overs in his hand. After the wild Chris Casino bash the night before, the two decided to have lunch to cure the hangover. Well that, and to discuss exactly how they tend to have Cold Snap play out. Raul walks over to the mini-fridge and puts the food away, then sits down behind a desk. He kicks his feet up and puts his hands behind his head. Castle decided to have a seat on the front corner of the desk. As he sits, he lets his legs swing back and forth, and in doing so is constantly kicks the desk with his heels. The continual thuds become annoying rather quickly. Castle picks a small rubber ball up off the desk and begins bouncing it off the ceiling and catching it. This continues as the men talk.)
KC: Damn, that food was good. I didn’t know there was a restaurant in this country that was worth eating at.
RH: You know me baby. We don’t eat anything less than four star. There may not be much in this damn country, but trust me, I’ll find what there is.
(Castle nods his head agreeing with Havok but doesn’t give much thought to what he is saying. Castle is more focused with bouncing the ball off the ceiling)
RH: You know champ, every athlete in this shithole is scared of the three of you?
KC: You just now figuring this out? What are you new?
RH: No no…I’ve known it since way before you were around.
(Castle shoots Raul a glance. He wasn’t exactly amused by what Raul has just said.)
KC: Get to the point.
RH: Well I mean look at what kind of shit people try to pull to get out from fighting you. Look at what guys do to try to get you to show them some mercy inside the ring. Take Bruno for example.
(When hearing the name Bruno, Castle’s demeanor changes instantly. The ball that was mid-air bounces off the desk a couple times and rolls to the floor. Castle instantly becomes irate. Almost beside himself. Why? You can see Castle’s nose flare up and his neck muscles become very tight.)
KC: That son of a bitch! Who the hell does he think he is?
(The anger Castle has for Bruno stems from the recent antics in Brian’s last promo. Bruno knows that this is supposed to be Castle’s “statement match”, and Kurt is less than thrilled about Bruno’s knee injury. Castle jumps up from off the desk corner and begins to pace the room. Raul looks a little nervous. He’s only been working with Castle for a few weeks, and he hasn’t seen him like this before.)
KC: No no no Brian. This ain’t how the shit’s going to go down. You’re not going to pull that stunt on me you punk. You had so little self control that you had to destroy a room? You had to do something crazy to try to strike fear into the heart of me? It’s a mood point, but you were desperate, so you did what you had to do. Now look what happened to your dumb ass. You went and (BLEEP)ed up your knee again.
(Raul takes his feet off of the desk and sits upright in the chair. He interrupts Castle to inject his two cents into the conversation.)
RH: Or did he? Did he really hurt is knee, or was it something else that took place inside. I think he may have been taken out his frustrations on that bed because of the lack of usage he sees in it. I guess all men have needs, even Bruno.
(Castle lets off a halfhearted laugh, but it doesn’t calm him down from what he is feeling.)
KC: Yeah, but all joking aside I know EXACTLY what Brian is doing here. Or at least what he is TRYING to do. What he doesn’t remember is that he ain’t (BLEEP)ing with no rookie here. He’s (BLEEP)ing with the NAPW Provincial Champion.
(Castle stops pacing for the time being as he continues.)
KC: The way I see it, all you’re trying to do is get an easy way out. At first I though you may be trying to sell your degenerative knee problems to me to make me look past you. To make me look at you as less of a threat so I’ll take it easy on you. Maybe even to get me to lose focus on our match.
(Castle stops and thinks about the idea. He shakes his head as if he’s not entirely sold on the reasoning. He knows Brian’s not smart enough to be that manipulative. After another moment of thinking about the situation, Castle arrives at the true reason.)
KC: No Raul, I got it. Last week when this match was first announced, he had some confidence in his abilities. Now deep down inside he couldn’t fathom that he’d actually be able to win the match, but he at least thought he would be competitive. But as the cameras started rolling, and the messages began to be delivered, he knew he had bitten off more than he could chew. He knew that this time, he was in over his head. So from there, he quickly shifted gears from preparing himself for victory, to finding a way to save face after he gets humbled in the ring.
RH: You’re right champ. The writing’s on the wall. And it’s not like it’s the first time he’s done this.
KC: Exactly. You can’t deny your history Bruno. As I reflect upon matches in the past that you were involved in I noticed a trend. The trend that every time you were overmatched you decided to play the underdog roll. You decided to play to all these fans that you were injured, and give yourself an excuse for when you’d undoubtedly come up short.
(Castle’s blood pressure continues to rise as he discusses the situation. He is absolutely infuriated that Brian has tried to take the easy way out. If Bruno wants to know what fear really looks like, all he has to do is take a look in the mirror. But he probably can’t even do that, because his silly ass already broke them trying to prove a point. Castle slams his fist on the desk. He is practically screaming at this point.)
KC: BULLSHIT BRIAN! This is nothing more than a copout and you know it as well as I know it. But I’m not going to let you get away with this. I’m not going to let you be the cloud over my parade. I’m not going to let you belittle my accomplishment at Cold Snap. Granted beating you isn’t exactly much of an accomplishment, but I refuse to let you surround my victory against you with controversy. Face it Brian, you’re nothing than a poser, and on Wednesday night you will not only lose to the better man, you will lose to greatest Provincial Champion of all time.
(Castle begins pacing again. At this point, he is sweaty, and his shirt is half-soaked. The one thing Castle hates more than anything is something that tries to take the easy way out. And that my friends is exactly what Bruno is trying to do.)
KC: So I tell you what I’m going to do Brian. I’m going to level the playing field out a little bit. Not for you, but for me. At Cold Snap, I’m going give you an opportunity that most people don’t get to experience against the Untouchables. I’m going to give you a true one on one match with “The Devastator”. There will be no interference, no cheap shots, and no foreign objects.
(Raul about jumps out of his suit after hearing what Castle has said. He runs around the desk and tries to urge Kurt to reconsider.)
KC: No Raul, my mind has been made up. You just go have a seat, and let the Champion finish.
(Raul reluctantly returns to his chair.)
KC: That’s right Brian, you don’t have to worry about me knocking you’re head off of your neck with a chair. You don’t have to worry about any unwanted guest coming to the ring and spoiling your so-called “chance at stardom”. No Brian, you don’t even have to worry about Raul getting on the apron and distracting you. Yeah, he’ll be there with me, but let me make it very clear what his job is going to be.
(Castle walks over behind the desk where Raul is sitting. He takes the Provincial Belt off of his shoulder and sets in the lap of Havok. Castle pats Havok on the back a couple times and returns to the from of the room.)
KC: All Raul is going to do is hold my belt and make sure it doesn’t get dirty. Don’t get shit twisted though, I ain’t doing this for you Brian, I’m doing this for me. I’m doing this to make sure you have nary an excuse to utter after I expose you for the fake that you are. But yes Bruno, you will get a clean match because I said so. And you know my word is as good as the gold around my waist. (Castle laughs sadistically) You can take that to the bank.
KC: So here’s what YOU’RE going to do now. You’re going to take that knee, wrap that knee, hell I don’t care if you get the thing cut off. You just pull yourself together as bring every last drops of what you have to the ring Wednesday night. And if you’re knees really not hurt? Which I doubt it is. I’m going to make sure that it is by the time I’m done with you. Get a good surgeon on call waiting son, cause you’re going to need him.
KC: Even if you had the same abilities in the ring as I do, which you don’t, it wouldn’t even matter at this point. You’re walking into Cold Snap with one foot in the casket already and you’re too damn naive to know it. Don’t try to take advantage of my generosity to you either. Because just like the game of words you’ve already lost, and the game of war you are certain to lose at Cold Snap, the numbers game is just another on the lost list of games that you will lose at. Don’t try any cute shit Brian. You’d be well served in remembering that.
(Castle finally begins to calm down a bit. For a moment you would have thought that he had gone off the deep end much as his opponent has. But Castle’s better then that. Every thing he does is done his purpose and intent.)
KC: You’ve run out of time Brian. You now must step into the ring and meet your maker. Collectively you know us as the Untouchables. Wednesday night however, you will find out first hand and up close, just why, they call me. The. Devastator. You will watch on, as the masses of fans come from far and wide to witness the world’s great Second Coming. And that is me. Then Brian…..And only then, will you completely, and full heatedly know…..The Damn Truth!
(Scene goes black.)
(Raul to have a couple of boxes of left overs in his hand. After the wild Chris Casino bash the night before, the two decided to have lunch to cure the hangover. Well that, and to discuss exactly how they tend to have Cold Snap play out. Raul walks over to the mini-fridge and puts the food away, then sits down behind a desk. He kicks his feet up and puts his hands behind his head. Castle decided to have a seat on the front corner of the desk. As he sits, he lets his legs swing back and forth, and in doing so is constantly kicks the desk with his heels. The continual thuds become annoying rather quickly. Castle picks a small rubber ball up off the desk and begins bouncing it off the ceiling and catching it. This continues as the men talk.)
KC: Damn, that food was good. I didn’t know there was a restaurant in this country that was worth eating at.
RH: You know me baby. We don’t eat anything less than four star. There may not be much in this damn country, but trust me, I’ll find what there is.
(Castle nods his head agreeing with Havok but doesn’t give much thought to what he is saying. Castle is more focused with bouncing the ball off the ceiling)
RH: You know champ, every athlete in this shithole is scared of the three of you?
KC: You just now figuring this out? What are you new?
RH: No no…I’ve known it since way before you were around.
(Castle shoots Raul a glance. He wasn’t exactly amused by what Raul has just said.)
KC: Get to the point.
RH: Well I mean look at what kind of shit people try to pull to get out from fighting you. Look at what guys do to try to get you to show them some mercy inside the ring. Take Bruno for example.
(When hearing the name Bruno, Castle’s demeanor changes instantly. The ball that was mid-air bounces off the desk a couple times and rolls to the floor. Castle instantly becomes irate. Almost beside himself. Why? You can see Castle’s nose flare up and his neck muscles become very tight.)
KC: That son of a bitch! Who the hell does he think he is?
(The anger Castle has for Bruno stems from the recent antics in Brian’s last promo. Bruno knows that this is supposed to be Castle’s “statement match”, and Kurt is less than thrilled about Bruno’s knee injury. Castle jumps up from off the desk corner and begins to pace the room. Raul looks a little nervous. He’s only been working with Castle for a few weeks, and he hasn’t seen him like this before.)
KC: No no no Brian. This ain’t how the shit’s going to go down. You’re not going to pull that stunt on me you punk. You had so little self control that you had to destroy a room? You had to do something crazy to try to strike fear into the heart of me? It’s a mood point, but you were desperate, so you did what you had to do. Now look what happened to your dumb ass. You went and (BLEEP)ed up your knee again.
(Raul takes his feet off of the desk and sits upright in the chair. He interrupts Castle to inject his two cents into the conversation.)
RH: Or did he? Did he really hurt is knee, or was it something else that took place inside. I think he may have been taken out his frustrations on that bed because of the lack of usage he sees in it. I guess all men have needs, even Bruno.
(Castle lets off a halfhearted laugh, but it doesn’t calm him down from what he is feeling.)
KC: Yeah, but all joking aside I know EXACTLY what Brian is doing here. Or at least what he is TRYING to do. What he doesn’t remember is that he ain’t (BLEEP)ing with no rookie here. He’s (BLEEP)ing with the NAPW Provincial Champion.
(Castle stops pacing for the time being as he continues.)
KC: The way I see it, all you’re trying to do is get an easy way out. At first I though you may be trying to sell your degenerative knee problems to me to make me look past you. To make me look at you as less of a threat so I’ll take it easy on you. Maybe even to get me to lose focus on our match.
(Castle stops and thinks about the idea. He shakes his head as if he’s not entirely sold on the reasoning. He knows Brian’s not smart enough to be that manipulative. After another moment of thinking about the situation, Castle arrives at the true reason.)
KC: No Raul, I got it. Last week when this match was first announced, he had some confidence in his abilities. Now deep down inside he couldn’t fathom that he’d actually be able to win the match, but he at least thought he would be competitive. But as the cameras started rolling, and the messages began to be delivered, he knew he had bitten off more than he could chew. He knew that this time, he was in over his head. So from there, he quickly shifted gears from preparing himself for victory, to finding a way to save face after he gets humbled in the ring.
RH: You’re right champ. The writing’s on the wall. And it’s not like it’s the first time he’s done this.
KC: Exactly. You can’t deny your history Bruno. As I reflect upon matches in the past that you were involved in I noticed a trend. The trend that every time you were overmatched you decided to play the underdog roll. You decided to play to all these fans that you were injured, and give yourself an excuse for when you’d undoubtedly come up short.
(Castle’s blood pressure continues to rise as he discusses the situation. He is absolutely infuriated that Brian has tried to take the easy way out. If Bruno wants to know what fear really looks like, all he has to do is take a look in the mirror. But he probably can’t even do that, because his silly ass already broke them trying to prove a point. Castle slams his fist on the desk. He is practically screaming at this point.)
KC: BULLSHIT BRIAN! This is nothing more than a copout and you know it as well as I know it. But I’m not going to let you get away with this. I’m not going to let you be the cloud over my parade. I’m not going to let you belittle my accomplishment at Cold Snap. Granted beating you isn’t exactly much of an accomplishment, but I refuse to let you surround my victory against you with controversy. Face it Brian, you’re nothing than a poser, and on Wednesday night you will not only lose to the better man, you will lose to greatest Provincial Champion of all time.
(Castle begins pacing again. At this point, he is sweaty, and his shirt is half-soaked. The one thing Castle hates more than anything is something that tries to take the easy way out. And that my friends is exactly what Bruno is trying to do.)
KC: So I tell you what I’m going to do Brian. I’m going to level the playing field out a little bit. Not for you, but for me. At Cold Snap, I’m going give you an opportunity that most people don’t get to experience against the Untouchables. I’m going to give you a true one on one match with “The Devastator”. There will be no interference, no cheap shots, and no foreign objects.
(Raul about jumps out of his suit after hearing what Castle has said. He runs around the desk and tries to urge Kurt to reconsider.)
KC: No Raul, my mind has been made up. You just go have a seat, and let the Champion finish.
(Raul reluctantly returns to his chair.)
KC: That’s right Brian, you don’t have to worry about me knocking you’re head off of your neck with a chair. You don’t have to worry about any unwanted guest coming to the ring and spoiling your so-called “chance at stardom”. No Brian, you don’t even have to worry about Raul getting on the apron and distracting you. Yeah, he’ll be there with me, but let me make it very clear what his job is going to be.
(Castle walks over behind the desk where Raul is sitting. He takes the Provincial Belt off of his shoulder and sets in the lap of Havok. Castle pats Havok on the back a couple times and returns to the from of the room.)
KC: All Raul is going to do is hold my belt and make sure it doesn’t get dirty. Don’t get shit twisted though, I ain’t doing this for you Brian, I’m doing this for me. I’m doing this to make sure you have nary an excuse to utter after I expose you for the fake that you are. But yes Bruno, you will get a clean match because I said so. And you know my word is as good as the gold around my waist. (Castle laughs sadistically) You can take that to the bank.
KC: So here’s what YOU’RE going to do now. You’re going to take that knee, wrap that knee, hell I don’t care if you get the thing cut off. You just pull yourself together as bring every last drops of what you have to the ring Wednesday night. And if you’re knees really not hurt? Which I doubt it is. I’m going to make sure that it is by the time I’m done with you. Get a good surgeon on call waiting son, cause you’re going to need him.
KC: Even if you had the same abilities in the ring as I do, which you don’t, it wouldn’t even matter at this point. You’re walking into Cold Snap with one foot in the casket already and you’re too damn naive to know it. Don’t try to take advantage of my generosity to you either. Because just like the game of words you’ve already lost, and the game of war you are certain to lose at Cold Snap, the numbers game is just another on the lost list of games that you will lose at. Don’t try any cute shit Brian. You’d be well served in remembering that.
(Castle finally begins to calm down a bit. For a moment you would have thought that he had gone off the deep end much as his opponent has. But Castle’s better then that. Every thing he does is done his purpose and intent.)
KC: You’ve run out of time Brian. You now must step into the ring and meet your maker. Collectively you know us as the Untouchables. Wednesday night however, you will find out first hand and up close, just why, they call me. The. Devastator. You will watch on, as the masses of fans come from far and wide to witness the world’s great Second Coming. And that is me. Then Brian…..And only then, will you completely, and full heatedly know…..The Damn Truth!
(Scene goes black.)