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Flying case of booze
Topic Started: Mar 6 2015, 11:55 PM (31 Views)
Xtreme Kitten
Extremely Ordinary
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[The scene opens with Mungrel sitting on the edge of a sun bleached ring. The Entertainer is gleaming with sweat and dressed in a version of his ring attire: white chucks, white pads (knees and elbows) and white board shorts. He is sucking in some deep breaths, jump cut to how he got this way, in the same ring not too long ago we see Mungrel doing arm drag drills with a heavily tattooed opponent that is somewhat familiar, Energio Gatito. Back to sitting on the apron, Mungrel is smiling in the sun]

Mungrel: What a beautiful day.

[He slaps the apron with both hands]

Mungrel: What could possibly make it better?

[From off shot a can comes flying and Mungrel catches it and automatically goes to open it but stops short looking at it and can on Bundy and Cola]

Mungrel: Right.

[He stares at it for a long time]

Mungrel: One couldn't possibly hurt right?

[He pulls the tab towards himself, there is that crack and sound of the carbonation and Mungrel raises it to his lips]

Mungrel: Right?

[He lowers the can]

Mungrel: It's not one though is it? I mean, well sure I only have one-

[Oh look another can comes flying in and Mungrel catches it in his left hand, he can't help but smile initially but it soon becomes a glare off screen]

Mungrel: Seriously?

[He returns his gaze to the camera]

Mungrel: Well right see it's not just one is it? One becomes to two, two becomes case

[He quickly looks back off camera]

Mungrel: Put it down.

[He stares off shot for a moment clearly listening to someones lament as he starts to look sympathetic]

Mungrel: I know, it would have been hilarious but it's ruined now and honestly I'd rather not get his in the face with a slab.

[He pauses obviously the other party is talking]

Mungrel: I don't care if you can hit me in the chest with it, it's ruined now, the element on surprise is gone, it wouldn't be as funny.

[Pause for the other person to talk]

Mungrel: Yes it could be edited to make it look that way but B. wouldn't do it.

[He looks to the camera as if to get back up from his paramour, she turns the camera to herself slowly enough so that we catch a glimpse of Xtreme Kitten holding a 24 can case of Bundy and Cola. The camera settles on B's beaming face]

B: Right I wouldn't edit.

[In the background you can almost hear Mungrel's elation and Xtreme Kitten's disappointment]

B: I'd leave all of this in, I think people will enjoy seeing him futilely trying to get out of it.

[She turns the camera back to Mungrel; who looks stunned]

Mungrel: Wha-

[He can't finish the word as all the air is driven from his lungs as the case crashes into his chest, the cans drop from his hands, the open one drops on to the apron and spills out as Mungrel falls off the apron and to the ground, initially on top of the case of cans but then on the grass staring up at the sky]

Mungrel: Ow.

[He wheezes out the obvious statement. He stays on the ground for a moment]

Mungrel: Oh look everyone's looking down on me.

[Hmmm, if I didn't know any better he is referencing Nathaniel Alexander's opening comments from earlier in the week, planned or happy coincidence? Your guess is as good as mine]

Mungrel: Oh poor addict that I am, filthy junky, everyone looking down on me, thinking less of poor old me.

[He pulls a mock sad face as he sits up rubbing his chest where he was hit]

Mungrel: Oh man, what everyone must have thought when I was wondering around buzzed twenty four seven.

[He uses the ring to get to his feet]

Mungrel: Oh the shame.

[He pops back up to to sitting on the apron. The shame on his face becomes a look of sadness at the waste of Bundy and Cola as he looks at the open can and he knocks it off the apron and stares at it on the ground for a moment more before returning his gaze to the camera]

Mungrel: Looking down on addicts? Oh silly little Nathaniel, addicts are the new role models. Look at me, I was wasted and I won the Dual Crown championship twice, the first time within ninety one days of my first match for FIW.

[He smiles]

Mungrel: I have to thank Max for pointing out that stat to me sometime ago, I never really noticed when it was happening but that is an impressive stat I think.

[He pauses for a moment after thanking Max but continues to smile]

Mungrel: It's not just me though, I mean look at Robert Downey Junior, addict to Iron man; who also happens to be an addict. Jimmy Hendrix is still influencing artists and even Heath Ledger casts a long shadow.

[Mungrel licks the inside of his cheeks as if tracing the scars of a Glasgow Smile or Chelsea Grin if you prefer, and he licks his lips while slicking back his hair]

Mungrel: Why. so. serious?

[He smiles a wicked smile]

Mungrel: Because you know better Nathaniel? Because you think that drinking made me a better wrestler? Really I lost to Neo because I was sober? Because a drunk Mungrel would have been able to race to the stage disarm that sorry excuse for a manager, not get counted out and take the victory? Look drunk me isn't a superhero, I'm good inebriated and sober and I do my best to channel my inner Matt Murdock

[Daredevil, the man without fear]

Mungrel: but I'm just me, Mungrel, the Entertainer and at the end of the day I'm just a regular human being with my limits and my flaws. Failing to recapture the Dual Crown, revelling in Max's hate and getting counted out and getting lip locked by Kim last week, well that's just part of the business, you win some, you lose some and sometimes you find yourself folded backwards with a knee on your neck and your heel approaching the back of your head and you have to chose whether you want to risk it and continue or ensure an end to the pain and give up.

[He pauses for a moment. Eyes closed and lost in his thoughts of forcing that cost benefit analysis, forcing that decision that it is not worth continuing and all the while he is caught up in that thought he is rubbing his chest, not because of the earlier pain but because he enjoys it]

Mungrel: Hmmm, Kim.

[He opens his eyes]

Mungrel: Your kissing is a six out of ten, a seven at best, not enough tongue work but that slap, that slap was a ten out of ten, fuck'n' awesome.

[He leans forward]

Mungrel: You want to distract me this week though, you'll need to kiss B. she could probably get you up to a hard eight or even a nine with just one if you let her.

[The camera turns to B.]

B: Pfft as if, ten easy.

[The camera turns back to Mungrel who is grinning from ear to ear]

Mungrel: Now just to hope she feels like coming to the ring this week.

[He looks down at his chest, there is a welt where he was hit with the case]

Mungrel: Here's hoping I feel liking heading to the ring after this… and tonight.

[He looks to the camera]

Mungrel: If your haven't all figured it out, I'm in Australia, I was here last week for Soundwave, got to see: my boys Steel Panther, moshed with with girls from Butcher Babies and took part in one of the weirdest most surreal moments I've ever seen at a festival, everyone at Slipknot couching down mid song, a sea of squating Slipknot fans bathed in stage lighting.

[He pauses to recall the sight]

Mungrel: Then, like tonight it was to the airport and back to work, except tonight it's Tech Nine with some friends, airport work.

[He smiles, a smile that tells of all the effort work and jet lag he is going through for this fun]

Mungrel: The price of fun, a price I happily pay to not go insane on the road. Neo got so caught up in the life, in the world, in the wrong girl that it twisted him into what he is now and so did I. I got so caught up in it all, in myself I nearly drank myself out of a job.

[He points at the can on ground]

Mungrel: Does anyone think I don't want to pick that can up and drink the dregs

[He looks at the case]

Mungrel: that I don't want to open up that slab and drink until I can't recall opening it?

[He looks at the camera]

Mungrel: Of course I fucking do but there is something I want more.

[His eye flash with rage]

Mungrel: The Dual Crown

[Really? Because that rage screams Neo Carner]

Mungrel: Gotta stay employed to do that, gotta stay sober to stay employed, gotta put up with pointless tossers like yourself it seems as well.

[He grins a devilish grin]

Mungrel: You beat Krychek, Kim beat me but what can you do when it's one on one? What will you do when I get all the sweat off my balls and shove it down you're throat? What will you do with you body being pulled back in an unnatural C but approaching an O? Will you be wondering what would be happening if I had that bottle or will you be crying out to drink from it yourself?

[He continues to grin]

Mungrel: You, Rowley, Krychek, Carner, death… DEATH! At the moment it is all the same to me, a chance to take back my place in this company as the most exciting part go the show and the DUAL CROWN CHAMPION.

[He takes a moment]

Mungrel: So whether I leave a bad taste in your mouth, your head throbbing or your leg and back in agony, abstain Nathaniel because you will want to remember the time I made you entertaining.

[End of footage]
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