Post by Bruce "The Beast" Richards on Apr 29, 2007 1:18:08 GMT -5
<Sunday Morning>
(Portland, Oregon. Nearly three thousand miles away from Raleigh, North Carolina, home of REBEL Pro Wrestling. But last night, it was the site of A1E's Warfare, and the latest round of the A1E Tag Team Tournament. A tournament that saw the first match fought, and the first match won, by these two men. NAPW's own Simply Beautiful and Bruce "The Beast" Richards. They're in a gymnasium, which is quiet this Saturday morning, and they're getting ready to spar in an old, slightly decrepit ring.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Where did you find this place?
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: When you've been across the country as many times as I have, wrestling shows and the ladies, you tend to find some of the best out-of-the-way places to train. You know, for privacy.
BRUCE RICHARDS: From the ladies.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Exactly. (He grins.) Did you hear what Kayla Wilson said about us last night? She said that we might be one of the favourites to win that damn tournament. And she said that I looked damn good.
BRUCE RICHARDS: She said that we looked damn good.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: (Looking at him askance.) It's gotta be my style rubbing off on you, Bruce.
BRUCE RICHARDS: You gonna keep talking all morning or you going to get down to business?
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: (Shrugs.) Can't we take one day off, man? We won the match, and we don't have an NAPW show for another two weeks.
BRUCE RICHARDS: I have a show in two days.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: And I need to suffer for it? That's low, man.
BRUCE RICHARDS: That's the price you pay for being my partner. Now, come at me.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Okay, boss. But remember you asked for it.
(Simply Beautiful runs at Bruce Richards, attempting a clothesline, but he simply steps aside; SB bounces off the ropes as he turns around and hits a dropkick, but Bruce just plants his feet and tries to take it. Unsurprisingly, SB knocks him right in the chest, and Bruce stumbles a few steps backwards and then topples over.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Damn.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Dude, with moves like that, it's no wonder I whupped you last week.
BRUCE RICHARDS: (Rubbing his chest.) You and I have very different definitions of the term "whupped". It took you three frog splashes to finish me off.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Well, one of 'em must have knocked some sense out of you, because that was the dumbest thing I've ever seen. (He extends his hand to help Bruce up to his feet.) You don't just stand there and take a drop kick from the Italian Stallion! I could have taken your damn head off!
BRUCE RICHARDS: I was trying to see if I could take it.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: What the hell would you want to do that for?
BRUCE RICHARDS: Caliban.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Caliban don't do dropkicks, Bruce.
BRUCE RICHARDS: I know. But I figure, if I can shrug off one of your dropkicks, then taking a Cactus Clothesline might just be that much easier.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: (Staring.) You know, for a smart guy, you say some dumb (BLEEP)in' things. You think that's the way to beat that maniac? By just standing there?
BRUCE RICHARDS: I'm not an idiot. I'm not going to just stand there when I see a three hundred and fifty pound monster charging at me. I'm not used to being the little guy, but I know how to get out of the way, and use people's size and strength against them. But in the chance that I can't get out of the way? I'd like to know that I can take that kind of blow and give one right back. (Leans against the ropes.) Plus there's the psychological factor. Caliban swings at me and I just take it? Shrug off a blow from the monster of REBEL Pro? That might take the shine out of Ringmaster Iago's eyes. Especially when I give it right back, as good as I got it and then some. Caliban's been running around terrorizing the people in REBEL for two weeks and didn't have anyone to stop him. He thinks he's invincible, and that Sonny & Cher freakshow act think they've got the run of the place with him at their beck and call. All that's going to change when I go there on Tuesday night. After that, they're going to answer to me.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: You sound convincing, but I still think you're talking crazy.
BRUCE RICHARDS: Come at me again.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Man, I don't know. We took it pretty rough last night, and I don't--
BRUCE RICHARDS: Do it.
(Simply Beautiful shrugs, then rebounds off the ropes and comes at Bruce with another dropkick. Bruce takes it full in the chest, stumbles backwards, and falls to one knee. Simply Beautiful gets back to his feet and takes a few steps over to see how Bruce is, but he snaps his head up, his eyes bright, his teeth bared in a grin.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Again. Do it again.
(Simply Beautiful just stares at Bruce, his face unchanging. Fade to black.)
(Simply Beautiful used with gracious permission.)
(Portland, Oregon. Nearly three thousand miles away from Raleigh, North Carolina, home of REBEL Pro Wrestling. But last night, it was the site of A1E's Warfare, and the latest round of the A1E Tag Team Tournament. A tournament that saw the first match fought, and the first match won, by these two men. NAPW's own Simply Beautiful and Bruce "The Beast" Richards. They're in a gymnasium, which is quiet this Saturday morning, and they're getting ready to spar in an old, slightly decrepit ring.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Where did you find this place?
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: When you've been across the country as many times as I have, wrestling shows and the ladies, you tend to find some of the best out-of-the-way places to train. You know, for privacy.
BRUCE RICHARDS: From the ladies.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Exactly. (He grins.) Did you hear what Kayla Wilson said about us last night? She said that we might be one of the favourites to win that damn tournament. And she said that I looked damn good.
BRUCE RICHARDS: She said that we looked damn good.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: (Looking at him askance.) It's gotta be my style rubbing off on you, Bruce.
BRUCE RICHARDS: You gonna keep talking all morning or you going to get down to business?
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: (Shrugs.) Can't we take one day off, man? We won the match, and we don't have an NAPW show for another two weeks.
BRUCE RICHARDS: I have a show in two days.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: And I need to suffer for it? That's low, man.
BRUCE RICHARDS: That's the price you pay for being my partner. Now, come at me.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Okay, boss. But remember you asked for it.
(Simply Beautiful runs at Bruce Richards, attempting a clothesline, but he simply steps aside; SB bounces off the ropes as he turns around and hits a dropkick, but Bruce just plants his feet and tries to take it. Unsurprisingly, SB knocks him right in the chest, and Bruce stumbles a few steps backwards and then topples over.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Damn.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Dude, with moves like that, it's no wonder I whupped you last week.
BRUCE RICHARDS: (Rubbing his chest.) You and I have very different definitions of the term "whupped". It took you three frog splashes to finish me off.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Well, one of 'em must have knocked some sense out of you, because that was the dumbest thing I've ever seen. (He extends his hand to help Bruce up to his feet.) You don't just stand there and take a drop kick from the Italian Stallion! I could have taken your damn head off!
BRUCE RICHARDS: I was trying to see if I could take it.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: What the hell would you want to do that for?
BRUCE RICHARDS: Caliban.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Caliban don't do dropkicks, Bruce.
BRUCE RICHARDS: I know. But I figure, if I can shrug off one of your dropkicks, then taking a Cactus Clothesline might just be that much easier.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: (Staring.) You know, for a smart guy, you say some dumb (BLEEP)in' things. You think that's the way to beat that maniac? By just standing there?
BRUCE RICHARDS: I'm not an idiot. I'm not going to just stand there when I see a three hundred and fifty pound monster charging at me. I'm not used to being the little guy, but I know how to get out of the way, and use people's size and strength against them. But in the chance that I can't get out of the way? I'd like to know that I can take that kind of blow and give one right back. (Leans against the ropes.) Plus there's the psychological factor. Caliban swings at me and I just take it? Shrug off a blow from the monster of REBEL Pro? That might take the shine out of Ringmaster Iago's eyes. Especially when I give it right back, as good as I got it and then some. Caliban's been running around terrorizing the people in REBEL for two weeks and didn't have anyone to stop him. He thinks he's invincible, and that Sonny & Cher freakshow act think they've got the run of the place with him at their beck and call. All that's going to change when I go there on Tuesday night. After that, they're going to answer to me.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: You sound convincing, but I still think you're talking crazy.
BRUCE RICHARDS: Come at me again.
SIMPLY BEAUTIFUL: Man, I don't know. We took it pretty rough last night, and I don't--
BRUCE RICHARDS: Do it.
(Simply Beautiful shrugs, then rebounds off the ropes and comes at Bruce with another dropkick. Bruce takes it full in the chest, stumbles backwards, and falls to one knee. Simply Beautiful gets back to his feet and takes a few steps over to see how Bruce is, but he snaps his head up, his eyes bright, his teeth bared in a grin.)
BRUCE RICHARDS: Again. Do it again.
(Simply Beautiful just stares at Bruce, his face unchanging. Fade to black.)
(Simply Beautiful used with gracious permission.)