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Working Class Hero; [Lennon or Greenday - vote now!]
Topic Started: Jul 11 2007, 09:45 PM (42 Views)
Ash
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A working class hero is something to be.
Fading in from nothing with a variety of tones and visual textures, the scene opens backstage at the Wells Fargo Arena, which still happens to be located at the State of Arizona University in Arizona. The potential crime scene is that of a small, private room. So small and private that beyond Ash Koopa and his seat, there is nothing at all. Other than a white light that shines from the Heavens to reveal blue walls made of plastic and, for some reason, a roll of toilet paper. To give more depth, Ash is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with the top two buttons undone and he is chewing gum provided by Wrigley’s. He has exactly one-eighth of an inch worth of facial hair and his horoscope predicts that luck starts with the letter 'X'.

Ash: "I find it amusing. Ever so, ever so amusing."

A small smirk crosses Ash's face.

Ash: "Despite all of the poop that's hit the fan recently, I'm coming out of this a better man. More importantly, a more popular man. A man who's merchandise sales have increased considerably in the space of just a few weeks. A man who realises that, recently, he is garnering more respect from his peers, which is the greatest compliment that can be paid in this industry. And I have just one person to thank for all of this.."

Clasping his hands together, a gleeful grin breaks on Ash's face.

Ash: "Daisuke Tanaka. You're responsible for all of this, Mister Crow. Now, I'm not actually going to thank you, because that would only serve to ruin everything that has happened thus far. Instead, I just want to explain what exactly it is that I'm talking about. Y'see Daisuke, six months ago, I came into Full Intensity Wrestling as a rambling goofball, heck-bent on spreading the word of KoopaMania and doing whatever it took to entertain people. At heart, I'm an entertainer; I was blessed with the gift of making people smile. But there's making them smile by pulling rabbits out of hats and acting like a clown, and then, there's making them smile by cracking a cane over your head."

A slightly sadistic grin emerges on Ash's face, only to be shattered by the sound of a toilet flushing. Ash glances around his small room and listens as footsteps echo out of range, prompting Ash to shake his head.

Ash: "He didn't wash his hands.."

He shrugs and continues from where he left off.

Ash: "As I was saying, six months ago, I was a clown. I aligned myself with an equally goofy guy calling himself El Lumberjacko and we raised heck on the bottom of the card, constantly entertaining the masses. But thanks to your little campaign and your friends, things have changed considerably. I'm no longer interested in clowning around for the fans on a nightly basis; I'm more interested in beating you senseless and making you bleed. I'm almost obsessed with it, Daisuke. And incredibly, because of this obsession and passion, more people are beginning to rally behind me and El Lumberjacko. I don't know if it's because we're the two guys that have been chosen to destroy the Tanaka Zaibatsu, or if they just willing to buy what we're selling now, but we'll find out in the coming weeks.."

The sly smirk returns as Ash begins to drift off in thought, only to quickly snap himself back to reality.

Ash: "This week, I face off against Momoko Wakari of the Tanaka Zaibatsu and her so-called partner, Crackerjack. What I love about this is that, just a few hours ago, I saw Crackerjack on my television saying that he respects myself and 'Jacko. That can only mean trouble for Momoko, because before and after the match bells, Crackerjack is in our camp. I've got admiration for Crackerjack; he laid his cards on the table and put across his situation to us. Despite his issues with Momoko, the man is going to take it in his stride and work alongside her in order to pick up the win for his cause. I admire that, especially considering he'll be looking across the ring at a stable tag team, when he can't even trust his partner. You may want to win, Crackerjack, but does Momoko have your back in this match or are you going it alone?"

Staring blankly into the camera, Ash stays silent just long enough to potentially put that essence of doubt in Crackerjack's mind. After a few seconds, Ash smirks and quietly chuckles to himself.

Ash: "And I ask you, if Momoko is in trouble, do you come to her aid? Are you going to help, considering she made you bleed. How is that wound on your arm anyway, Crackerjack?"

Again, Ash quietly chuckles to himself.

Ash: "Pardon the mind games, but on Friday, regardless of respect, admiration and the Undisputed International Championship, I'm making you guilty by association. We may have common goals in this promotion, but I want you to understand that if you stand by the Tanaka Zaibatsu, by choice or not, you're going to get a kicking. In fact, there is absolutely nothing to stop you from joining the Zaibatsu for one night only and, using their fancy little 'Freebirds Rule', you two could defend the Tag Team Championships. Think about it.."

Silence fills the air as Ash spots in mid-sentence.

Ash: "Or don't."

A grin crosses Ash's face and he gets to his feet, revealing stone-washed denim jeans and a toilet, which was unsurprising to many. As the camera backs away to reveal a public restroom, Ash heads over to the sink and washes his hands, then grabs a tissue and heads out of the door. And thus, the scene comes to a close.

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Dai
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Captain SPARKLE~!!!
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Daisuke 'The Crow' Tanaka, it seems, now has some hackers in his employ. The scene fades on the same wing symbol that adorns the side of his spats fills the screen, and Daisuke's voice hi-jacks the fade, and plays a snippet of audio on a very long loop.

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Mr. The Crow:You are only loved...

Mr. Blond: If y'all can call it that...

Mr. the Crow: Because you stand against me.

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Mr. The Crow:You are only loved...

Mr. Blond: If y'all can call it that...

Mr. the Crow: Because you stand against me.

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Mr. The Crow:You are only loved...

Mr. Blond: If y'all can call it that...

Mr. the Crow: Because you stand against me.

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Mr. The Crow:You are only loved...

Mr. Blond: If y'all can call it that...

Mr. the Crow: Because you stand against me.

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Mr. The Crow:You are only loved...

Mr. Blond: If y'all can call it that...

Mr. the Crow: Because you stand against me.


Point made, after actually playing it a good few more times than I've bothered to quote, Daisuke speaks for himself.

Mr. the Crow: I hope, gentlemen, that I should not need to play that any further. It quite frankly bores me to repeat myself. Anybody can be loved in your position, Mr. Cooper. I should not go bragging about the achievement, for you have managed no worthwhile victories over me or my associates yet.

Mr. Blond: Damn straight y'ain't. Ya faux-pins don' count hear me?

The interruption, as ever, doesn't faze Daisuke.

Mr. the Crow: Now then gentlemen, on to your threats. As ever, you have promised more pain to me and my organisation, and I will tell you this now: I will not tolerate any extra-curricular violence directed in my direction, nor Mr. Blond's direct, nor even Miss Wakari's direction. If you attempt anything, you will have the time it takes me to descend from the rafters to complete your business. Do we understand each other?

Mr. Blond: Ah don't think even they' tha' stupid, boss.

Mr. the Crow: And Mr. Crackerjack, should you see fit to do anything to Miss Wakari yourself, I swear that I will do everything in my power to ensure that you never get your 'lucky' third shot at the UIC. Do we understand each other?

Mr. Blond: Ah reckon he got it, boss.

Mr. the Crow: Good. I have but one more thing to say to you gentlemen before I leave you. You may notice I take a different approach in my endeavours against Liam Mortell this week. Do not be so foolish as to think that I would ever take such a stance against you. I do have respect for fighters, for warriors but none for entertainers. And as you say, you were entertainers long before the notion of real fighting crossed your mind.

Good Night.
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Kyle
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Cutting over to an undisclosed location, we find a slumbering El Lumberjacko on the floor of his locker room with boxes of Crackerjack all around him. To top it off there's an empty bottle of maple syrup tucked neatly under his arm. The camera man utters a slight cough and it stirs the sleepy lumberjack. Quickly he notices someone is there with him, then hops to his feet in a hurry.

El Lumberjacko: "No, grandma, I don't want to pet the dog again. What? Oh, sorry, just confused that's all. And by god, I won't pet that dog again either. He nearly bit my pinkey off the last time, the dirty scoundrel."

He looks down at his outstretched pinkey finger and kisses it, feeling greatful to still have it after the run in with the ferocious canine.

El Lumberjacko: "So in the midst of Daisuke Tanaka's retort to Ash's speech I managed to fall asleep. I just can never manage to stay awake during that guy's promos. It's almost like his voice is hypnotic and puts me straight to sleep. But I mean, everytime I do drift off I manage to have some great rest. So instead of thanking him for raising our merchandise stock, I'm thanking you for giving me the greatest naps of my life, Daisuke. This one's to you, buddy!"

El shoots the camera a quick thumb's up, before looking down at the snack food boxes scattered around him.

El Lumberjacko: "In celebration of the upcoming match against Crackerjack and Momoko Wakari I decided I'd research my opponent more thoroughly. After hearing him talk about how he respected us and had his own differences with Momoko I came to realize he isn't half bad. Doesn't change the fact I want to win though, so that's still an issue we have. But nonetheless, just uttering his name gave me a hankering for the carmel popcorn. So I searched the nearest store and bought what I could."

Jacko bends down and picks up one of the boxes.

El Lumberjacko: "Inside each one of these magical delights contained within is a prize. Could be a sticker, could be a toy, could be a freakin' pony! The possibilities are endless, man. And after this Friday when the team with no name wreck more havoc in the tag-team scene I'll be giving these prizes to Crackerjack and Momoko as a consolation. I bet if you cross your fingers and wish real hard you might get something you like. If I were you I'd hope for a limited edition lumberjack's axe. There's nothing like carving up maple trees with an axe straight from a Crackerjack box."

He places the box back down on the floor with the rest of them and turns his attention back to the camera.

El Lumberjacko: "Unfortunately though I need to be running, after that little nap of mine I don't have much time to make it to my appointment. You see, yours truly is the winner of the Mrs. Butterworth's Syrup Lover of the Month. Yeah, I know, I rule. I'll catch all of you later though, and be sure to tune in on Friday for some great tag-team action. And hey, Koop, remember to take Sparky for a walk when you get home, I did it last night so it's your turn now."

El Lumberjacko sprints out of view, yelling out as he exits the locker room.

El Lumberjacko: "TOO-DE-LOO!"

And with that...the scene fades to black.
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