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| JesTheBarber | Apr 26 2017, 12:58 AM Post #1 |
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This scene takes placee in a gigantic backyard. It almost looks like Tony Sopranos backyard in the Sopranos. Nice brick style BBQ, an outside bar and a giant pool to our right is a familiar picnic table and to the right of that Rob Garcia is laid out in a lounge chair catching a tan. on the small stand next to him sits a a beer. As the camera zooms out a very pale Jeff Noon is in a lounge chair getting sun burnt. They both are in their swimming trunks just relaxing as the breeze goes on by. Jeff looks at Rob. Jeff: What are you gonna tell Kim? Rob sits there for a bit, thinking for a moment then, turns his head to Jeff with a smirk and replies. Rob: Oh, don't you see it? Kim is going to be thanking me. Right now the Crew is in need of a real leader. I'm going to eliminate everyone in that Battle Royal, helping Stephen win. That is as long as he has the right attitude going in. Other wise I'll dump him on his head and the gold still stays with the crew. Jeff sits there with a bit of concern on his face. Jeff: Well, then the Crew is going to hate.. or be jealous of you even more then? Rob nods his head confidently. Rob: Yeah, they will at first. BUt I'm a natural leader. Nathan can't beat Johnny if his life depended on it right now. What he needs is the right motivation, the right leader. A guy like me. The World Heavy Weight Rising Champion of the World. Rob places his hands behind his head laying back in the lounge chair. Jeff: Well, besides the Battle Royal plan, what are you gonna do about the Bad Breed. They're a team and you're facing them with 2 guys you don't get along with, how you plan on handling this one bro? Rob sits up, reaches over to a cooler placed between himself and Jeff, he pulls out a Popsi and cracks it open. He taks a sip of it and looks towards the water still smiling like he's impressed with himself. Rob: This is where I show Kim I am the leader the Crew needs. I'm going to lead us into victory. Bad Breed are just another win I'm going to add to my list. I mean, I'm gonna look like a God taking Colin and Alastor to a victory. They don't ever get victories, ever. So I'm doing the impossible. Rob stands up with his drink in his hand and takes a sip. Rob: That banana nosed idiot Orion Hemroid put me in this match because he wants me to lose. Well, I'm gonna make him look stupid. I'm walking out with the victory! But first we gotta go do soemthing. Jeff sits up looking at Rob. Jeff: We? What do we have to do? Rob stands there posing with his head held high and says. Rob: We're going on a Safari!! Jeff sits there for a moment pondering, then he asks Jeff: Why?.. Rob looks over at him self assured. Rob: We're going to find the mountain man and make a deal with him. Jeff nods his head. Jeff: Thats actually not a bad idea. Rob: I know, I made it up. Now lets go. We need to get supplies for our journey! Jeff gets up and Rob and him then walk into the house. **Fades Out** |
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| Mjölnir | Apr 26 2017, 01:26 AM Post #2 |
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The sounds of someone trying to drink up the last remnants of something through a straw is the first hint that something's up. The shot zooms out to reveal that somebody is Joe Stanton abusing a poor, pretty much empty milkshake glass. As if he didn't know the camera's been rolling, he pops his eyebrows up at the lens and he sets the glass to the side. "Ah." With a smile, he pats his stomach with some satisfaction. "Rob, far be it from me to rain on your parade. You seem like a..." The words get caught up in Joe's throat, and he kinda glances off to the side. Debating how he'd exactly describe Rob Garcia. "Well, you seem like a wrestler." He offers his hand as if to present that like a consolation prize to the other man. "So there's that. You got that going for you. You're also the Rising Champion!" Shrug of the shoulders, Joe hesitantly commits to that declaration. But he finds something to more wholly commit to when he mentions Rob's accolade, gesturing in a bargaining fashion about it. "But anyways, I couldn't help but notice your motivations for entering yourself into the main event. Your little scheme?" Squinting, Stanton doesn't sound like he can fully commit himself to calling Rob's ideas that. "Take the word of somebody who has been around the block a little longer in this wrestling game. And, has been around the block with Kim too." There's a smile and a wink that follow that comment about Kim. "FIW Champion, World Tag Team Champions, Fighting Spirit Champion, Rising Champion, hell even the Grand Prix Champion, it doesn't really matter. Who holds what is arbitrary. Who says what is meaningless. It was the same when the Crew was elsewhere and it was different initials in front of those title belts too. Believe me, there's been half a dozen fellas that thought they were running the show." Rattling off the championships in FIW, Joe waves off the notion. He does it a second and third time when he talks about who holds them and who says what. His index finger stiffens in front of him, making a point to be raised as a warning. "But there's only one true leader to the Coulter Crew." Slowly he wags his finger. "And, she does not share power, Saruman." An apologetic shrug and Joe swipes back up the pitiful remains of his milkshake. "If you're going to have a go at becoming a double champion, do it for the right reasons, do it for yourself. Not because you think if you do a good enough job you'll be made the Red Ranger." Joe resumes slurping on the little bit of milkshake that's left and he wanders off, bringing the piece to a close. |
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| JesTheBarber | Apr 26 2017, 02:37 AM Post #3 |
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The video cuts to black. The video you just saw was being watched by Rob and Jeff Noon, because why would this guy be in Robs home, right? Rob and Jeff look at each other, then back at the screen that is now blank. They are inside Robs gorgeous living room, still standing in their swim gear. They look back at each other and start laughing. Rob: Who the fuck was that?! Hahaha!! Rob starts to laugh hysterically. Jeff: Haha, well thats Joe Stanton. He's made a name for himself in some indy feds I believe Rob continues to laugh. Rob: Made a name doing what? Sucking? I've never seen a man suck on something so hard like he did that slurpy! Rob continues laughing. Rob: Why would I take this guy seriously? He called me a wrestler. Yeah, and water is wet, and he sucks on milk shakes like a professional whore. Hahaha! Rob shakes off the laughter and starts to get a little angry. Rob: Is this guy stalking me? Why is he talking about my plans and giving me his advice? Jeff turns to look over at the FIW camera. Jeff: Maybe, cus that. Rob looks over to the camera man standing in the corner. His eye brows raise up, his face turns beet red. Rob: SON OF UH BITCH!!! Rob then stomps over towards the camera and looks into it breathing heavily threw his nose. Rob: Hey, Juh.. Rob stops, turns around and looks at Jeff. Rob: Whats his name again? Joe? Jeff nods his head. Jeff: Yes, his names Joe Stanton Rob turns around making the same infuriated experssion as before. Rob: Listen, Joe, Staaanton! I don't give a shit about you're bullshit advice! Say what you want about the Crew, you just sound like a wanna-be! Ha! And if you were with Kim I wouldn't brag about it. I just see a guy who couldn't make a women happy enough to stick with him. Maybe you should've worried more about her and not so much about sucking on things. Rob backs up and points a the camera. Rob: You just got an early elimination, bud! You're first of the every man in the ring I throw over the top rope battle Royal! He clinches his fist and shakes it at the camera. Rob: Rrr! I am the World Heavy Weight Rising Champion of the World! I am almost undefeated! And I am gonna dump you on your chin when Revolt comes around. He stops shaking his fist and kind of draws a blank stare. He's trying to think of something to say. He then points his index finger out poking it towards the camera twice. He starts to put on his "I am so mad right now" face again, then follows up with. Rob: You.. You're.. You're STUPID! After that weak punch line he then points to the man holding the camera whom we can't see. Rob: Get out. .. GET! OUT! .. Me and Jeff have to go on a safari! I do not have time for you or the bad advice guy! Rob starts to shoo the camera man away, all the way to the front door. Rob opens the door and sends the camera person on their way. But the person continues to film Rob and Jeff from the window. Rob is talking to Jeff but his voice can barley be heard beause, there is a window between us and them. He then roars in excitement while pointing in the air " Safari time means, BOYS NIGHT!I!!" Jeff then follows up with a " BOYS NIGHT!" and the two best friends go running towards the upstairs. The scene starts to fade out when we hear "WOOHOO!!!" ***Fades Out*** |
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