Post by Vince McMahon on Dec 21, 2014 14:42:25 GMT -5
"Screw this place man! All we've ever done is work our butts off for this god damn stupid knights storyline and what's the thanks we get? Fuck all but being told we're not as important as some idiot loser who hasn't realized that everyone on the roster has banged his wife! Fuck that Orton guy, fuck Vince, fuck Thy WWE!"
FEAR's voice faded as he turned to look at Anger. Who was chuckling.
"You get cute when you're angry."
FEAR huffed at Anger's comment. He always had some wise crack.
"Maybe it's time we did the dream dude, I've saved a good few grand while we worked here. Could actually go to Japan. If you fancy it?"
Anger turned to FEAR smiling.
"Fucking finally!"
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Richard stood in the lift, counting floors as he passed them. In his right hand was a brown paper bag full with food from the local takeaway. He snapped open a small container and poured out some small white powder onto his index finger before putting his nose to it and sniffing hard.
The lift doors opened and he began walking toward his apartment. As he reached the door however he spotted it was busted wide open.
He stumbled forward and spotted four men laying a baseball bat into a fifth man. Each of them taking shots at the very large and clearly injured Anger. FEAR paused in... well ironically fear. There was a second where Anger looked up at FEAR mouthing at him to run before the bat came swooping down and connected directly into his temple. There was a loud crack and Anger fell to the floor. FEAR couldn't tell if he was knocked out or... dead.
He dropped the bag as the men looked up. They smiled. That was it, FEAR ran head long into them all. He hit one with a clothesline square in the jaw. He spun around and round house kicked another straight in the face. He fell to the floor next to his friend. FEAR turned on the next. He ran for him, ready to spear him when out of no where a bat collided with his nose. Blood spurted everywhere. The men grabbed there friends and stumbled to the door.
"That's your first warning Richard! You owe us double! Next time, he's dead!"
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RIchard sat next to a hospital bed. His head in his hands. Dried blood still covered his face and hands. The doctor walked in.
"Mr Black? We have news on your friends condition. It seems the blow to his head has caused some form of brain damage. He has been placed in a medically induced coma until a time when we feel he has healed. I'm sorry but there is a very slim chance that he will ever be the same. Even if he is. Further head injuries could be very serve, if not life threatening. "
FEAR got to his feet.
"you have to help him! Do something!"
The doctor sighed.
"I'm afraid there's not much we can do. In fact, there's another issue. The money you paid us will only cover his care for the next 30 days. After this time, there's nothing we can do without some kind of funding."
The doctor left the room as Richard pulled out his cell. He did the one thing he could think of.
"Vince. I need a second chance."
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The scene opens on a masked FEAR stood in an old, empty room. The walls stained and damaged. He stood there, candles flickering around him. He raised his hands as he began to speak. Letting them stretch out either side of him. As if welcoming people in, like Jesus on the cross.
"a few months ago, I received a called and had to leave Thy for the second time. Things were tough but there was a secret only me and Vince knew about. A mutual friend who was in trouble. I worked the ring to keep him safe. I did my job to keep him alive. I never came back to Thy out of choice but I decided to stay in the end."
He lowered his arms as he began to pace back and forth in front of the camera. Candle light flicking across his face.. He began to smirk.
"then he should be because he's got a lot of real anger issues."
They both began to laugh horribly, booming, intimidating laughs that echoed around the room. Together they both stopped and stared directly into the camera.
"We're baaaaack!"
They both said together. The candles flickered violently as a gust of wind blew them out. Leaving the scene black.
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6 men sat around a table discussing unimportant drug deals. From the large mahogany doors that stood on the other side of the room came a very loud and powerful knock. The men got to their feet and all turned to face the door. Which began opening slowly. A man entered the room holding a duffle bag. He walked in before pulling down his hood.
"Richard? What the fuck are you doing here? Where's my money? "
Richard walked forward and threw the duffle bag into one man's arms.
"that's all 75000. We're even."
The 6 men began laughing and staring intently at Richard who began to feel uncomfortable. From out his back pocket be pulled a small yet sharp knife. He held it behind he back ready to attack.
"you do know that I charge interest? You own a minimum of 500,000 now"
Richard snorted with amusement. He walled forward and let the men surround him.
"I ain't paying that"
The men stared into Richard's face their fists clenched.
"what makes you think you have a choice. What makes you think you're going to leave here alive if you refuse.
Richard laughed as the door behind him owned. He gripped the knife and said slowly.
"them"
Suddenly several masked men entered the room. One was clearly anger. The others either hired guns or very close friends.
All the men stared at one another in a stand off. Not a single one making the first move.
"do we have an understanding? 75k is all you're getting. "
FEAR's voice faded as he turned to look at Anger. Who was chuckling.
"You get cute when you're angry."
FEAR huffed at Anger's comment. He always had some wise crack.
"Maybe it's time we did the dream dude, I've saved a good few grand while we worked here. Could actually go to Japan. If you fancy it?"
Anger turned to FEAR smiling.
"Fucking finally!"
---------------------
Richard stood in the lift, counting floors as he passed them. In his right hand was a brown paper bag full with food from the local takeaway. He snapped open a small container and poured out some small white powder onto his index finger before putting his nose to it and sniffing hard.
The lift doors opened and he began walking toward his apartment. As he reached the door however he spotted it was busted wide open.
He stumbled forward and spotted four men laying a baseball bat into a fifth man. Each of them taking shots at the very large and clearly injured Anger. FEAR paused in... well ironically fear. There was a second where Anger looked up at FEAR mouthing at him to run before the bat came swooping down and connected directly into his temple. There was a loud crack and Anger fell to the floor. FEAR couldn't tell if he was knocked out or... dead.
He dropped the bag as the men looked up. They smiled. That was it, FEAR ran head long into them all. He hit one with a clothesline square in the jaw. He spun around and round house kicked another straight in the face. He fell to the floor next to his friend. FEAR turned on the next. He ran for him, ready to spear him when out of no where a bat collided with his nose. Blood spurted everywhere. The men grabbed there friends and stumbled to the door.
"That's your first warning Richard! You owe us double! Next time, he's dead!"
------------
RIchard sat next to a hospital bed. His head in his hands. Dried blood still covered his face and hands. The doctor walked in.
"Mr Black? We have news on your friends condition. It seems the blow to his head has caused some form of brain damage. He has been placed in a medically induced coma until a time when we feel he has healed. I'm sorry but there is a very slim chance that he will ever be the same. Even if he is. Further head injuries could be very serve, if not life threatening. "
FEAR got to his feet.
"you have to help him! Do something!"
The doctor sighed.
"I'm afraid there's not much we can do. In fact, there's another issue. The money you paid us will only cover his care for the next 30 days. After this time, there's nothing we can do without some kind of funding."
The doctor left the room as Richard pulled out his cell. He did the one thing he could think of.
"Vince. I need a second chance."
------------
The scene opens on a masked FEAR stood in an old, empty room. The walls stained and damaged. He stood there, candles flickering around him. He raised his hands as he began to speak. Letting them stretch out either side of him. As if welcoming people in, like Jesus on the cross.
"a few months ago, I received a called and had to leave Thy for the second time. Things were tough but there was a secret only me and Vince knew about. A mutual friend who was in trouble. I worked the ring to keep him safe. I did my job to keep him alive. I never came back to Thy out of choice but I decided to stay in the end."
He lowered his arms as he began to pace back and forth in front of the camera. Candle light flicking across his face.. He began to smirk.
"then he should be because he's got a lot of real anger issues."
They both began to laugh horribly, booming, intimidating laughs that echoed around the room. Together they both stopped and stared directly into the camera.
"We're baaaaack!"
They both said together. The candles flickered violently as a gust of wind blew them out. Leaving the scene black.
------
6 men sat around a table discussing unimportant drug deals. From the large mahogany doors that stood on the other side of the room came a very loud and powerful knock. The men got to their feet and all turned to face the door. Which began opening slowly. A man entered the room holding a duffle bag. He walked in before pulling down his hood.
"Richard? What the fuck are you doing here? Where's my money? "
Richard walked forward and threw the duffle bag into one man's arms.
"that's all 75000. We're even."
The 6 men began laughing and staring intently at Richard who began to feel uncomfortable. From out his back pocket be pulled a small yet sharp knife. He held it behind he back ready to attack.
"you do know that I charge interest? You own a minimum of 500,000 now"
Richard snorted with amusement. He walled forward and let the men surround him.
"I ain't paying that"
The men stared into Richard's face their fists clenched.
"what makes you think you have a choice. What makes you think you're going to leave here alive if you refuse.
Richard laughed as the door behind him owned. He gripped the knife and said slowly.
"them"
Suddenly several masked men entered the room. One was clearly anger. The others either hired guns or very close friends.
All the men stared at one another in a stand off. Not a single one making the first move.
"do we have an understanding? 75k is all you're getting. "
