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Post by Sexy Rexy [REBEL] on Jan 21, 2006 19:17:51 GMT -5
(Rex Caliber and Static are in the Casino Nova Scotia Hotel in Halifax, where Rex wrestles tomorrow night. Rex is relaxed on the plush couch, wearing a tank top and some blue jean shorts. Static is pacing back and forth, almost uncomfortable being in such a nice room.)
STATIC: (pacing) Are you sure that we're going to make it back to Edmonton on time? I forgot where we are...
Rex: Yeah man, chill out. We'll leave out tomorrow night after the match and with the time difference you’ll be in your disgusting home before midnight.
(Static gives Rex a look that just screams “(BLEEP)”.)
STATIC: Ugh... (still pacing) Wait a second, why am I here again? We don't even get NAPW TV.
Rex: Dude your wearing out the carpet. Relax... I got my laptop, they have live stream. I’m also getting it all TIVO’d at my bar. We can watch anything important, tomorrow night. Right now we need to plan out some stuff, I've never been in a ladder match.. YOU have.
STATIC: Rex, I'll tell you... being in a ladder match tests everything you've got as a pro wrestler, and as a man. It's not just about going up, climbing that ladder, and getting whatever you're fighting for. If that were the case, why would anyone jump off of the ladder with the match in hand? (gets in Rex's face) It's about beating the (BLEEP) out of our opponents until they can't walk any more.
Rex: I can dig that... I've been in a few no holds barred matches, myself. Who is our biggest threat in this type match...Bruce maybe? Or someone not even in the match that could get involved?
STATIC: Yeah... the Mayor. (chuckles) Bruce is going to be a tough guy. He's big, and he can fly. But really Rex, we're going to have formidable enemies all around us. I'm hoping that D-X and the Dudes can stay focused on each other for a while.
(Rex opens up bottle of Tequila and then Static stops him from pouring it in his glass, sitting the glass on the coffee table. If looks could maim or injure, Static‘s hand would be hamburger meat.)
Rex: What the HELL man, I need a DRINK!!
STATIC: You... need to stay focused!
Rex: There you go again...acting like my regimen isn't good enough. Name one thing I've done while drinking that would lead you to believe that I can't drink and be focused?
STATIC: Hmm.. Battle raps, pissing in a garbage can in your bar...
Rex: I meant today?? Damn.. bring up ancient history.
(Rex puts the bottle down looking at Static like someone shot his dog Sluggo. But then a small sly look comes over Rex‘s face, but Static is too annoyed to notice.)
Rex: Well after this match, who the hell are we going to face? I mean with the win, we would have beaten the two best teams in the fed... what could they throw at us?
STATIC: Rex... I'll tell you this for the last time. You keep looking off into the future, staying unfocused with the match at hand, we're going to be without our Tag belts. I don't think you want that.
(Rex looks at his gold belt on the couch next to him.)
Rex: No, I don't want that at all, I went and saw that Doctor in North Carolina...he told me to use negative energy that comes up during the week, and use it at work. He’s a cool doctor. I could get you an appointment if you want...
(Static shaking his head, and it seemed he was insulted at the notion of seeing a psychiatrist.)
STATIC: No, my mind state is where it should be.
Rex: Yeah...what part of our game plan is helping D!, or did you think I didn't hear?
(Static getting even more annoyed.)
STATIC: Hey, now. That crazy (BLEEP) came over to MY place. Besides, maybe getting chummy with the number-one contender could lead to a title shot down the road, who's to say.
(Rex reacting with the enthusiasm of a horny teenage boy seeing a naked woman by accident.)
Rex: Now who's thinking about the future??? Yeah, maybe you need to start practicing what you preach buddy!!
(Static so confused over the fact that Rex caught him, goes on the defensive.)
STATIC: Hey, man! We're talking bigger things than what you had going. Why don't you just chill out, huh? Actually... hell, man, pour me a shot of that.
(Rex with a almost a smile, but is trying hard to hide it, pours a drink for Static.)
Rex: Yeah... Maybe this will get you FOCUSED!!
STATIC: Alright, alright. You win.
(Rex then pours himself a shot, and smiles big.)
Rex: So what do you think... Tag Champs, you NAPW champ, me Provincial champ?
(Static shooting Rex with another “(BLEEP)” look.)
Rex: I’m joking, that match Monday is no laughing matter and rest assured no matter what, we will win . .
Static: You Damn right we will!!
(They toast each other in a sign of solidarity as the party animal Rex, and the all business Static, prove that in wrestling like in any sport, no matter how unorthodox the guys on the team are, the key word there is TEAM. Also like other sports, in wrestling nothing shows success more than wins and titles, and with that measuring stick, one would assume that The Crimes are the best there is. )
STATIC: (pacing) Are you sure that we're going to make it back to Edmonton on time? I forgot where we are...
Rex: Yeah man, chill out. We'll leave out tomorrow night after the match and with the time difference you’ll be in your disgusting home before midnight.
(Static gives Rex a look that just screams “(BLEEP)”.)
STATIC: Ugh... (still pacing) Wait a second, why am I here again? We don't even get NAPW TV.
Rex: Dude your wearing out the carpet. Relax... I got my laptop, they have live stream. I’m also getting it all TIVO’d at my bar. We can watch anything important, tomorrow night. Right now we need to plan out some stuff, I've never been in a ladder match.. YOU have.
STATIC: Rex, I'll tell you... being in a ladder match tests everything you've got as a pro wrestler, and as a man. It's not just about going up, climbing that ladder, and getting whatever you're fighting for. If that were the case, why would anyone jump off of the ladder with the match in hand? (gets in Rex's face) It's about beating the (BLEEP) out of our opponents until they can't walk any more.
Rex: I can dig that... I've been in a few no holds barred matches, myself. Who is our biggest threat in this type match...Bruce maybe? Or someone not even in the match that could get involved?
STATIC: Yeah... the Mayor. (chuckles) Bruce is going to be a tough guy. He's big, and he can fly. But really Rex, we're going to have formidable enemies all around us. I'm hoping that D-X and the Dudes can stay focused on each other for a while.
(Rex opens up bottle of Tequila and then Static stops him from pouring it in his glass, sitting the glass on the coffee table. If looks could maim or injure, Static‘s hand would be hamburger meat.)
Rex: What the HELL man, I need a DRINK!!
STATIC: You... need to stay focused!
Rex: There you go again...acting like my regimen isn't good enough. Name one thing I've done while drinking that would lead you to believe that I can't drink and be focused?
STATIC: Hmm.. Battle raps, pissing in a garbage can in your bar...
Rex: I meant today?? Damn.. bring up ancient history.
(Rex puts the bottle down looking at Static like someone shot his dog Sluggo. But then a small sly look comes over Rex‘s face, but Static is too annoyed to notice.)
Rex: Well after this match, who the hell are we going to face? I mean with the win, we would have beaten the two best teams in the fed... what could they throw at us?
STATIC: Rex... I'll tell you this for the last time. You keep looking off into the future, staying unfocused with the match at hand, we're going to be without our Tag belts. I don't think you want that.
(Rex looks at his gold belt on the couch next to him.)
Rex: No, I don't want that at all, I went and saw that Doctor in North Carolina...he told me to use negative energy that comes up during the week, and use it at work. He’s a cool doctor. I could get you an appointment if you want...
(Static shaking his head, and it seemed he was insulted at the notion of seeing a psychiatrist.)
STATIC: No, my mind state is where it should be.
Rex: Yeah...what part of our game plan is helping D!, or did you think I didn't hear?
(Static getting even more annoyed.)
STATIC: Hey, now. That crazy (BLEEP) came over to MY place. Besides, maybe getting chummy with the number-one contender could lead to a title shot down the road, who's to say.
(Rex reacting with the enthusiasm of a horny teenage boy seeing a naked woman by accident.)
Rex: Now who's thinking about the future??? Yeah, maybe you need to start practicing what you preach buddy!!
(Static so confused over the fact that Rex caught him, goes on the defensive.)
STATIC: Hey, man! We're talking bigger things than what you had going. Why don't you just chill out, huh? Actually... hell, man, pour me a shot of that.
(Rex with a almost a smile, but is trying hard to hide it, pours a drink for Static.)
Rex: Yeah... Maybe this will get you FOCUSED!!
STATIC: Alright, alright. You win.
(Rex then pours himself a shot, and smiles big.)
Rex: So what do you think... Tag Champs, you NAPW champ, me Provincial champ?
(Static shooting Rex with another “(BLEEP)” look.)
Rex: I’m joking, that match Monday is no laughing matter and rest assured no matter what, we will win . .
Static: You Damn right we will!!
(They toast each other in a sign of solidarity as the party animal Rex, and the all business Static, prove that in wrestling like in any sport, no matter how unorthodox the guys on the team are, the key word there is TEAM. Also like other sports, in wrestling nothing shows success more than wins and titles, and with that measuring stick, one would assume that The Crimes are the best there is. )