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| Tweet Topic Started: Mar 28 2008, 03:40 PM (44 Views) | |
| Poirot | Mar 28 2008, 03:40 PM Post #1 |
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[Blake Orange knows he’s got his hands full this week. More than he ever has before. With six opponents and all of them vying for the chance to be the number one contender, the game has been raised this week and he goes up against some of FIW's best. It’s what some may call the battle of today’s champions and tomorrow’s champions. For Blake, this is his time to really show the world what he has. Just the thought of the Fighting Spirit Championship or the Undisputed International Championship makes Blake's mouth water. Blake Orange is a perfectionist. Everything has to be just right and he always comes prepared... and then some.] [We starwipe open to Gatwick airport. It's heaving in the airport. Security are stopping the questionable customers and searching through their bags. Already they've found one man who had the wise idea to sellotape a knife to his back and another who was trying to sneak in an extra three thousand cigarettes from Tenerife. For some reason only known to him, instead of getting a coach or a train, Blake Orange is waiting for a flight to Reading where he will compete in the six-man gauntlet match this Sunday for a chance to compete for his first shot at gold since arriving at FIW. Blake is clad in a sharp navy blue suit and a red striped tie. For some reason he has once again decided to film his exploits outside the ring.] Blake Orange: I've got an idea. Something that could cheer me up from Ash Koopa's constant complaining. It's giving me a headache. And don't forget we've been waiting THREE hours. Cameraman: Well I can't help that security is tighter than a ten year old. Blake Orange: ... [Blake shakes his head.] Cameraman: I'm just saying-- Blake Orange: Yeah, no more Michael Jackson tapes for you. [Our cameraman is crestfallen. Blake gives a hearty laugh as he hands his ticket to the woman at the check in and he and our cameraman are lead through the terminal. They pass a McDonalds and we hear the grumble of the cameraman's stomach.] Blake Orange: Hungry? Cameraman: Yeah, I guess so. [They enter the resturant through the heavy double doors. Once inside Blake scowls at just about everyone and everything.] Cameraman: You don't like McDonalds? Blake Orange: Just a bad business experience with them once. I swear I didn't know the beef I supplied them had come from a farm near Chernobyl. I mean was it my fault that the children who ate there all have a green glow now? I think not. [Our cameraman considers face palming but thinks better of it as they are interrupted by a member of staff.] Server: Welcome to McDonalds, how may I help you? Blake Orange: You wait just a second server, my obese comrade must eat his weight in food... Cameraman: Hey...uh... Blake Orange: Order something already. Cameraman: I'll get a Big Mac, Super-Size and a coke. Blake Orange: I'll have a Diet Coca Cola, size medium. I won't be tricked by you glutton inducing demons. Server: (in the background) Check this jackass out... (to the Blake) That'll be five eighty-five, here you go sir, thank you for coming to McDonalds. Blake Orange: Hey, who said I was paying, you bought the whole menu, so you pay. Cameraman: Fine. [Our cameraman digs deep into his pockets and produces a crumpled five pound note and a handful of shrapnel. Unaware of the staff chuckling at them, Blake tosses the bag to our cameraman as they take a seat.] Cameraman: Did you watch Ash Koopa's response to that video we made? Blake Orange: Not all of it. I fell asleep when he started going on about his investment in a sewage company or something. Even a stockmarket illiterate knows that that would be a bad investment but this is Ash Koopa we're going on about here so I won't hold it against him. I never thought I'd see the day. The day that I met somebody who likes to run his mouth off more than I do, but it appears I've found him in Ash Koopa. A man who one minute is calling me 'son' and the next blabbing on and on about how I'm an old man like Mortell. Who knows what's going on in that peanut sized brain of his. Cameraman: He went on about how you can't just come in here an run your mouth to get respect, and this isn't prison. I think he mentioned that he's not out there flaunting himself all around the town with cheap floozies and getting his lawyer to sort his life out for him. Blake Orange: Ah the young fool. Back when I was his age I was locked away tightly, for the protection of people like Ash Koopa. He is still young and hasn't quite found his niche yet. I'm sure he thinks running around with his buddies Colbert and Kiyoshi he's gonna end up king of the world but he has a lot to learn. If I've seen anything since I've been at that place, it's that the Rejects won't last longer than Knot's Landing. I mean where is Kiyoshi? For a man who is supposed to represent FIW I haven't seen him at all lately. Maybe that's got Ash worried and he's trying to vent his anger caveman style at me. Cameraman: Seems to me that Ash is more worried that you speak to truth and is trying to get his buddies to suppress you before you get too big. Blake Orange: Yeah that sounds about right. When news of my signing reached the FIW locker room it caused an unprecedented uproar. Nearly every wrestler has had an opinion on my arrival so I can't really blame Ash Koopa for being terrified of me. But he's forgetting that when I have blossomed and outclass him, after humiliating him into retirement this Sunday there's always gonna be a place for Ash Koopa in Orange Towers. I'll call Mike the manager and make sure Ash Koopa is well looked after. Maybe a job as a janitor's assistant? Or would that be pushing it? I think he may be under qualified. Cameraman: Seems theres a lot of talk about you being an 'old man' or that you're having a midlife crisis. Blake Orange: Ah these Rejects think that being called 'old man' is gonna break my heart. What they're forgetting is that they're using it as a comfort for them. If they believe I'm old and frail then maybe they can hold out some hope of winning this match. I've been called a lot worse by men a lot tougher than Ash Koopa, and they didn't make it to 'old'. All this proves is that Ash and his Rejects don't have the ability to think beyond strength and brute force. They don't have the intellect and experience that I do and that is their weakness and my strength. Cameraman: Well that hasn't stopped him running his mouth has it? Blake Orange: A wise man knows his own limitations, knows when to fold his hand, knows when he's up against an unstoppable force and will cut his losses and surrender. Yet Ash still goes on and on about how great he is so we can safely assume that in Ash Koopa - I'm not up against a wise man. [Blake doesn't realise the irony in the comment about running his mouth.] Cameraman: What about Colbert Tottigton? He's been doing that news show parody of you and all the other competitors. Blake Orange: Ah so what? I hear people use comedy as a line of defense all the time, that doesn't bother me. He's been running his mouth off along with that taxi driver friend of his. I'm sure he overcharged me for a cab once. But anyway, as I've said before, Colbert Tottington is simply a fly that I have to swat to get ahead. Cameraman: Seems he's one of the guys with a negative opinion of you. Blake Orange: Yeah he's been spouting talk that before my debut people were awash with wonder - 'who is the Dragon's opponent? Is it some loser from FIW's past? Blah Blah Blah'. Colbert must have been sitting under a rock in the wet English countryside because everyone in the world watched my press conference with the Mayor of New York. Everyone knew that it was I - Blake Orange coming to the FIW to take charge. Everyone knew that I had plans to raise the game above the norm and bring in a new level of competition never seen before. So Colbert's blatant disregard for my status shows him to be the ignorant tea drinking Brit that he is. He and Ash have been running their mouths non-stop since I got here so I'm gonna have to beat a little respect into them. That coupled with Kiyoshi destined to lose the title to Prime, it doesn't look like it's gonna be a good night for the Rejects in the UK. [Blake finishes sipping his coke and places it in the waste bin. He motions to the cameraman to stand and they begin to leave, the cameraman stuffing his entire burger in his mouth before he picks up his livelyhood and we begin to follow Blake through the airport as they enter the queue and prepare to board the plane. The cameraman speaks through a mouthfull of fries.] Cameraman: I saw that Extreme Ninja #2 got into a bit of bother in a nightclub with local youths. Blake Orange: I did hear. See this is where Britain is going wrong. This whole culture of violence is schools. They should have to pledge an oath to their Queen at the start of every morning. American kids are made to take the pledge of allegiance and there's hardly any violence in our schools. I guarantee that if those youths had had a decent middle-american christian upbringing then the Ninja wouldn't have had any trouble with them. But as it was, what did he expect coming into a club dressed in full ninja gear? I saw on the news the other day a goth girl was stabbed by the aforementioned youths for the way she chose to dress so Extreme Ninja stood no chance of passing by unapproached. I can only assume he went out looking for trouble... which is strictly against the ninja code in Ninja Over The Great Wall so this brings into question his other skills as a ninja and his validity as a combatant. Perhaps it's all an act? I suppose we'll have to wait and see. [Blake and our cameraman get to the front of the queue and begin to board. As they walk down the tunnel to the main door to the plane they carry on pondering the match.] Cameraman: And Shaun Wilson? He's been quiet as of late. Blake Orange: Shaun Wilson. I was expecting some kind of backlash to the comments I made about him as well, but nothing. Ash seems to have taken up Wilson's share of hatred towards me. Who knows where he is. Probably cowering in fear of me. Or in fear of the other challengers which seems likely to me due to the cowardly nature of Texans in general. But I don't think I've heard one word out of him since this whole brew-ha-ha began. Same goes for Drake Love. We all received a warning that we should be worried and yet since then, pfft, nada. So again I have to assume that Drake Love witnessed my awesome promo and is currently hiding under the same rock that houses Colbert Tottington and Shaun Wilson. [Blake and the cameraman take their seats in first class at the front of the plane. A stewardess approaches.] Stewardess: Excuse me sir, but how did you get that camera onto the plane? Cameraman: Carried it. Stewardess: Sir, In accordance with Oceanic policy, all video recording equipment is banned from filming during flight time. I'm afraid you'll have to shut that off before take off. Cameraman: Okay. Anything to say before I shut this thing off? Blake Orange: Nothing that hasn't already been said before. It would be going over old ground to say that I am going to win on Sunday. That's given. But after Sunday? The champions had better prepare themselves. Because in all reality, after the dust clears this Sunday, and whomever wins whatever belt from whomever, Blake Orange is your next challenger and he is damn sure your next champion. [The camera begins to fade out on Blake ordering a dry martini with gatorade and rum. We eventually leave the entire scene with the disgusted face of the stewardess.] [Starwipe out.] |
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