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Giving up...; Going home...
Topic Started: Apr 1 2005, 02:42 PM (56 Views)
Minister Wighty
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We see Bill Kuriyama sitting on a bench at night. He's certainly not in the U.K... though the date on the tape (a crappy handheld) shows us that it was taken after the show Tuesday. He looks up and tries to smile, but shrugs and shakes his head.

BK: You win, Lobo.

Bill raises his hands in loss and flaps them back down onto his lap.

BK: I got nothin'. I mean, shit. This past week? You beat Bradley Johnson, the man I beat to get the title that you ALMOST took from me. Who'd I beat? The guy my girlfriend can whoop without thinkin' about it. You've beaten so many people... accomplished so much... how can I hope to live up to you?

Bill shakes his head again and sighs heavily.

BK: You're the more talented wrestler. You were right aaaaaalllll along. No matter how much I do, how much I train, how much I learn... you're always better. Pure lucha skill against my hapless hodgepodge of half-assedness. I don't know how I can hope to compete. It takes a lot more energy for me to lift you in the air to drop you on your head than it does for you to jump at me and crush my chest...

Bill sighs again. The man looks really down, I mean, really. A car passes, blowing his hair away from his face. There's a small glimmer in his eye as he turns to the camera.

BK: You win. I give. You can have your title. I'm packing my bags and going home. Giving up this wrestling thing. Enjoy the FSC, champ.

A bus pulls up and Bill stands, grabbing his gym bag and stepping on the silver metal.

BK: Oh... one more thing before I go.

He turns, the devil's smile on his face and that glimmer shining madly in his eyes.

BK: April Fool's. See you in Limey-land, Loboco.

Bill gets on the bus and the door shuts with the whoosh of hydraulics. It drives off and the camera fades.
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