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Taking a trip; Not a drugs thing
Topic Started: Apr 4 2005, 08:23 AM (52 Views)
Craig
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Shawn Ayres and Rebecca Hunter are stood just inside the door of the parking lot to the Elite Sports Complex out in the wrestling arena. Workers are bustling around packing up equipment to put into lorries to take across London to the Millennium Dome for Anarchy in the UK.

Shawn: Please Becky, I'll do anything!

Rebecca: I've told you, you've got no chance!

Shawn: But I'm desperate! Come on!

Shawn is practically begging Rebecca for something, what is not yet known.

Rebecca: Sorry Shawn, not this time.

Rebecca waves a packet of cigarettes in his face, well what did you think they were talking about? Ayres looks very disappointed and his attention is distracted by Orion Oldriod walking past him.

Shawn: Orion? Where are you going?

Ayres runs...jogs up to Oldriod, who seems to be ignoring the interviewer.

Shawn: Orion? Orion?

Shawn grabs Orion's arm, he pulls him back and the World Championship belt drops onto the floor. Shawn Ayres picks it up quickly and replaces it on Orion's shoulder.

Shawn: Sorry Orion!

Orion: You will be.

Shawn: I really am, I just wondered where you were going since you said I could get a ride with you down to the Dome. I was looking forward to that limousine ride!

Orion: Don't worry, I'll be back. I just have to deal with some business. A bit of...re-affirmation.

Ayres looks confused, not exactly knowing what that means.

Orion: I'll be back well before then, don't worry.

Oldriod turns to walk away from 'Wheezy', he walks over to a black limousine and is about to get in when a man wearing a Slam! t-shirt interrupts.

Man: Excuse me Mr. Oldriod, can I have a quick word with you?

Orion looks at his watch and sighs.

Orion: As long as you make it quick, I have a plane to catch.

Man: You might recognise me, I work here on the Slam! set?

Oldriod shakes his head.

Man: My name is John and my son Jason would love an autograph from you. It's his birthday and I want to treat him. He's just here...

A small child appears behind the man and Orion frowns.

John: This is my son, he's 11 years old today. He even has a pen and a photograph of you ready to sign. Will you?

Orion: You want an autograph for your son do you?

John: Yes please.

Orion: It'll cost you.

John: I haven't got any money with me!

Orion: £10 per autograph, personal policy. Sorry.

Oldriod opens the limo door to get in...

I'll sign it for you.

All three turn to see Nightmare standing behind them. Orion puts his hands on his hips as John grins.

Orion: What in the hell do you want?

I'm signing this young man's picture! The one and only time, limited edition, the only time ever that I'll sign a picture of Orion Oldriod.

Orion: I don't believe this!

John: Son? Will you be happy with Nightmare's autograph?

Jason: Yes Daddy, I like him.

Nightmare smiles at the youngster while Orion slams the limo door shut.

Orion: You're actually going to steal my autograph?

You weren't giving him it.

Orion: I was just playing hard to get, you know what the fans are like!

Yeah, whatever.

John: Well Jason, who's autograph do you want?

Orion: You can't have both!

Jason: I want Nightmare's! He's cool and he's gonna be the World Champion!

Nightmare grins again and signs the picture for Jason. The father and son then leave, the birthday boy delighted with his present.

Orion: Not satisfied with jumping me out there on Slam!, you have to come in here and do that too huh?

That wasn't my fault, you shouldn't have put a price on it. You should make the most of it you know...

Orion: Make the most of what?

That picture of you with the World title. Nobody will be taking your picture with the World title because you won't have it and nobody will be asking you for your autograph because you will be an embarrassment.

Oldriod gets closer to Nightmare, squaring up to him.

Orion: You can't beat me, not when my title is on the line.

We'll see about that. Oh by the way, where are you going?

Orion: You'll find out.

I hope it's somewhere warm, that way you'll prepare for hell at Anarchy in the UK nicely.

Orion: It is actually.

Oldriod walks backwards away from Nightmare but the 'Prince of Pain' grabs him by the shoulder.

I took your autograph, I took your momentum on Slam! and now all that's left is to take your title. Do you understand me?

Orion looks slightly spooked, scared almost. He knocks Nightmare's hand off his shoulder and then walks backwards again to his limousine. He opens the door and gets in, the limo speeds away. Nightmare is stood, a confident expression on his face as he watches the limo exit the parking lot.
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