Post by Jake Phoenix on Apr 13, 2007 11:09:05 GMT -5
<Grainy footage welcomes us to the current home of "The Career Killer" Jake Phoenix - a rundown hotel room somewhere in Canada. The big man himself is laying back on a beat-up couch wearing torn jeans and a black t-shirt. Phoenix has a beer bottle in his hand, and from the looks of the bottles around the couch and the table, it's not his first.>
PHOENIX: Donovan Astros... and Diablo. Donovan Astros..... and Diablo.
<Phoenix chuckles and starts turning over the half-empty bottle in his hands.>
PHOENIX: Never thought I'd hear those names again. Been years, y'know.. been years since we were the same place together, tryin' to take down the whole thing by ourselves, us against the world.. and we won. On top of the world.. it was good times. I got to beat the shit outta people.. even won a couple of belts. Buuut.. just like always, it came to an end, and we got ran outta town. But I've still got the memories of back when.
<Phoenix takes a big chug of what's left of the beer and looks at the bottle again. This time, his smile fades.>
PHOENIX: Yeah, I got the memories.. and I ain't forgotten. I ain't forgotten how you sent me after every little thing in our way, and takin' all the glory. You in front, me in back. Me doin' all the work, you takin' all the credit. Yeah, I remember. Y'know what else I remember? I remember wantin' to bash both your (BLEEP)ing skulls in for it. But I didn't, 'cause the big cheese wanted us to work together, for what, the "greater good." What-(BLEEP)ing-ever.
<Phoenix tosses the bottle over his shoulder. It lands offscreen with the crash of breaking glass. Phoenix sits up reluctantly and turns to face the camera, looking at it dead on.>
PHOENIX: But y'know what, boys? There ain't no greater good anymore. And this big cheese? He ain't standin' in my way this time. Naw, even better - he *wants* me to beat your asses! Astros, Diablo, you two in there with me, three-way dance. And I know you thought about it - you both dreaded it - what would've happened if I finally said (BLEEP) it and put your heads through a wall. You ain't gonna have to think about it much longer, boys - because it's gonna be your future on the 17th. Just a few days.. and I get to take out five years worth of frustration on both of you.
<Phoenix cracks the knuckles in both of those big soupbones he calls fists.>
PHOENIX: Astros, you little high and mighty punk, there ain't gonna be nothin' you can do about it. And there ain't gonna be nothing that that bloodsucking bitch Diablo or his (BLEEP)suckin' whore Demona can do about it, neither. There ain't gonna be nothin' either of you can do to stop Jake Phoenix now. Your best bet is gonna be to just wait for what's comin'.. and to get what's comin' to you.
<Fade to blue - the tape has ended.>
PHOENIX: Donovan Astros... and Diablo. Donovan Astros..... and Diablo.
<Phoenix chuckles and starts turning over the half-empty bottle in his hands.>
PHOENIX: Never thought I'd hear those names again. Been years, y'know.. been years since we were the same place together, tryin' to take down the whole thing by ourselves, us against the world.. and we won. On top of the world.. it was good times. I got to beat the shit outta people.. even won a couple of belts. Buuut.. just like always, it came to an end, and we got ran outta town. But I've still got the memories of back when.
<Phoenix takes a big chug of what's left of the beer and looks at the bottle again. This time, his smile fades.>
PHOENIX: Yeah, I got the memories.. and I ain't forgotten. I ain't forgotten how you sent me after every little thing in our way, and takin' all the glory. You in front, me in back. Me doin' all the work, you takin' all the credit. Yeah, I remember. Y'know what else I remember? I remember wantin' to bash both your (BLEEP)ing skulls in for it. But I didn't, 'cause the big cheese wanted us to work together, for what, the "greater good." What-(BLEEP)ing-ever.
<Phoenix tosses the bottle over his shoulder. It lands offscreen with the crash of breaking glass. Phoenix sits up reluctantly and turns to face the camera, looking at it dead on.>
PHOENIX: But y'know what, boys? There ain't no greater good anymore. And this big cheese? He ain't standin' in my way this time. Naw, even better - he *wants* me to beat your asses! Astros, Diablo, you two in there with me, three-way dance. And I know you thought about it - you both dreaded it - what would've happened if I finally said (BLEEP) it and put your heads through a wall. You ain't gonna have to think about it much longer, boys - because it's gonna be your future on the 17th. Just a few days.. and I get to take out five years worth of frustration on both of you.
<Phoenix cracks the knuckles in both of those big soupbones he calls fists.>
PHOENIX: Astros, you little high and mighty punk, there ain't gonna be nothin' you can do about it. And there ain't gonna be nothing that that bloodsucking bitch Diablo or his (BLEEP)suckin' whore Demona can do about it, neither. There ain't gonna be nothin' either of you can do to stop Jake Phoenix now. Your best bet is gonna be to just wait for what's comin'.. and to get what's comin' to you.
<Fade to blue - the tape has ended.>