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| Remy Lavoue vs. Mr. Douglas Casey; Premier Championship Tournament: Round 1 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 4 2011, 11:23 PM (164 Views) | |
| Allocco | Aug 4 2011, 11:23 PM Post #1 |
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/Deadline: 08.26.11 @ 11:59:59 PM EST RP Limit: 3 Venue: Royale Majestic Casino, Las Vegas, Nevada Please post your RPS within the match thread. |
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| Remy | Aug 10 2011, 03:51 AM Post #2 |
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The scene shows a poker room with about 8 tables with 8 people at each table. Time travels forward showing players getting eliminated before show two tables left. The focus goes onto one table which shows Remy Lavoué. He's got his Fedora hat titled side ways and his trench coat draped on the chair behind him. He has about 800k left. A guy bets 100k pre flop and it's not Remy as a big blind left to defend it. He looks at his cards. 7 of diamonds and 8 of diamonds. Remy makes the call with a sly grin on his face. The dealers knocks the table before revealing the flop. King of hearts, 2 of Spades, and 8 of Clubs Guy – Rainbow Remy...you don't have shit! Remy – You don't think so mon ami? Why don't you go ahead and bet a little bit and see if I bite? My guess it you're holding some face cards their. Maybe a King even. Well I've gotta tell you face up because I'm such a nice guy, Kings won't win this. The guy smiles before betting 100k again. Remy calls the bet before licking his thumb with a sly grin across his face. The dealer knocks the table before throwing out the turn. 4 of Hearts. Remy – Oh those face cards aren't looking to great right about now are they? Guy – Shut up Lavoué! That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble one of these days! I know your reputation, you talk a big game but everyone knows that you never deliver! Remy checks. The guy tosses is another 100k. Remy rolls a chip across his knuckles before looking at him with his cold eyes. Remy – You know what? You keep throwing out these 100k's like you're unsure. Now you know I have 800k left and here you are begging me to call you. Now, like I said, that pair of kings you got their aren't going to be me so you know what? I'll play your little game because in the end it's going to give me so much pleasure when I see the look on your face knowing you're wrong. Remy tosses in his 100k call. The dealer for the final time knocks the table before revealing the river. Queen of Clubs. The guy looks at Remy with a grin. Guy – That hurt Remy? Remy – Gators are always misunderstood mon ami. Ya see people fear em only to realize that they're only defending themselves. Me? Heh, well I'm just defending myself. Guy – So predictable. You sit their on this high horse of yours acting like you know exactly what I got in my hand yet you're too scared to make any sort of bet! That short stack of yours is making you delusional! You act like you've got 10 million when you've only got 10k. So you know what Remy? Let me do you a favor and put you out of your misery! I'm going to go ahead and put you all in because I know you don't have the cards. Better yet, I know you don't have the guts! Remy – Guts? Oh my friend you don't wanna see guts. If you did you'd go right out to the bayou and see some for yourself. What you're going to see right now is defeat. Remy throws the rest of his chips in to call. Dealer – Let's see your hands. The guy tosses up 2 pair. Kings and Queens. Remy tosses a grin before revealing pocket 8's giving him 3 of a kind beating this guys 2 pair. The guy slams the table before standing up. Guy – You fucking cheat! Remy – Whoa whoa whoa don't go throwing around words like that. This is a civilized game last I was aware of. 2 minutes earlier Right before Remy tossed in his all in call. You could see him quickly switch out his under card “7 of diamonds” for a card out of his sleeve from his long sleeved shirt. He now has the 8 of Diamonds and the 8 of Hearts. Present Guy – CHEAT!!! Right then the tournament holder walks up to the table and grabs Remy. Dan – Remy your Mother wants to see you. Remy – You're lucky mon ami. Remy's got business to take care of. I'm going to go ahead and cash out and maybe see you when cooler heads prevail! Remy grabs his chips while Dan the tournament holder escorts him to the cash out area. Dan – Remy...you can't keep doing this. You're pissing a lot of people off. Remy – Who'd I piss off? Last I checked I just made a new friend. Dan – Friend? Is that what you call a friend? He's going to kill you next time he sees you! Remy – Heh...no because the next time he see's me is going to be at that table where he's going to let emotions get the best of him and I'm going to have the cards to beat him. Dan – You can't keep cheating in my joint Remy. Your mother doesn't pay me that well. Remy – Until I hear different my money's good here and until anyone “catches” me cheating your business is nothing more than cashing my chips. (winks) Remy gets his money before walking out of the “underground” poker tournament. -------------------------------------------------- Scene pasts before Remy walks up to his “family's” house with his trench coat and fedora on. He walks through the front door and hears some music playing. Remy – Hello? The music is playing faintly. Remy – Mother? I won some money. Like....(fuck I cant do math) a lot of money! Remy walks up the stairs as the music gets louder. He reaches a room and kicks open the door with the toe of his boot revealing Remy's mother and a guy fucking. Remy covers his eyes. Remy – OH MY GOD! Lifetime of therapy will never remove this! Remy runs out of the room and down the stairs. Ok....calm down....calm down.....you just saw your mother fucking another guy....you knew this would happen. It's alright...father has been gone for a long time it's only natural calm down. Remy takes a deep breathe and turns around only to see his best friend Trevor walking by him with clothes covering his crotch. Remy – Trevor?! Trevor – Remy it just happened! It was an accident! Remy – What just happened? Did you dick get sad and needed a hug from my mothers vagina?! Trevor – I'm sorry man but your mother is kind of- Remy – NO! LEAVE! MY MOTHER IS NOTHING!!! Trevor runs out the door before Remy shuts it quickly behind him. Remy turns around and sighs. Remy's mother begins to walk down the stairs in a robe. She meets Remy in the kitchen. Mallory – Remy what in hell are you doing?! Remy – What am I doing?! I just made 1600,000 dollars. Mallory – You made?! You lost nearly 4500,000 dollars!!!! Remy – Nobody is perfect mother!!! Mallory – Well it's going to be... Remy – What? Are you going to try and subtract my money for your random hook ups every week? Mallory – Remy?! What the hell are you talking about?! Remy – You!!! You send me out on random events and I come home to find you fucking my friends. I mean seriously, use a sign or a fucking billboard. Let me know to never come home because my mom can't say no to anyone. Mallory – I've said no to plenty! Remy – Really Mother? Because I'm pretty sure the mail man asked me if you were ovulating today! Mallory – Remy my sex life is not of your concern! Remy – UGH!!! Therapy can only last so long you know that right mother?! Mallory – I'm sorry that I need to be bent over- Remy – PHRASING! Mallory – Or swallow so much- Remy – PHRASING! Mallory – Damn it, you've gone as deep as you can- Remy – PHRASING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mallory – Remy! Stop it! Can't you just realize that I have needs too? Remy – I recognize that mother but do those needs have to involve my friends?! Mallory – Like that boy said... Remy – Trevor...his name is Trevor. Mallory – Right, like Torvalt said it was an accident. Remy – Ok that's it, I'm moving out! Mallory – Oh don't be dramatic Remy! Where would you go? Remy – I have places...hotels... Mallory – Not all hotels have Casino's Remy. Remy – Don't patronize me....best-friend fucker! Mallory – Are you trying to insult me now? Remy – Well...I don't know what the alternative to mother fucker is so sue me! Mallory – Now that's enough! I have taken just about enough of you! You will not talk to me that way. I am your mother and I deserve some respect. Remy – Since when mother? You intentionally got pregnant by an old rich man and when he died he left us millions of dollars. Oh...oh what did you think I didn't know that? People talk down here mother! Ever wonder why I came home crying from school because the other kids called me “Gold Digger After Thought Lavoué”? Mallory – That....didn't happen. Remy – How would you know mother? You were never here it was always Selena taking care of me. No what it's like to be raised by a Mexican maid who speaks very little English? I couldn't speak english til the 4th grade. Do you know what the kids called me then? Mallory – I don't know Remy, a retard? Remy – MOTHER!!! Mallory – Is this pity party over yet because I've got somewhere to go. Remy – Right, of course, I forgot that whenever I've ever needed you, you've always had an appointment. Mallory begins to go back upstairs ignoring him. Remy – I STILL REMEMBER HALLOWEEN WHEN I WAS 7!!! Remy turns to the stairs and goes down a flight towards the basement where he generally lives. He opens the door and there is a girl sleeping in his bed. Remy – Wait, what? Remy takes a closer look at the girl to reveal it to be the girl he hooked up with the night before. Remy – OH sh- Remy covers his mouth. He then steps out of his room and closes the door. Remy – Shit...I forgot she was here. Crap...I told her I had to leave for a bit and ended up in a poker tournament. Wait a minute, that was 8 hours ago...she stayed?! What the hell is wrong with her? No girl in her right mind would wait around in a strangers home for 8 hours waiting for him to come back when he said he'd be back in 20 minutes. Seriously? What kind of issues does this chick have? Well...she's got to go. Remy goes upstairs. Remy – SELENA! Right then Selena the maid referred to earlier but much older now has appeared. Selena – Yes Mr. Remy? Remy – There is a woman in my bed and I would like her to leave. Selena nods as if this isn't the first time she has done such a thing. Remy – Wait...take this. Remy then hands her a baseball bat. Selena goes downstairs. ------------------------------------------------------ The scene shows Remy Lavoué in what seems to be an empty casino where he is sitting at an empty poker table playing with a few chips while taking a drag of his cigarette. He tilts his hat up to reveal his eyes and looks into the camera. Remy – Mr. Douglas Casey eh? Heh what kind of one trick pony are you Douglas? I say that because I am just assuming that you have nothing more in your arsenal that maybe one or two moves if you're lucky. Just by looking at a picture of you it screams failure. Pictures tell a thousand words mon ami. I only needed the one to figure you out. Now I am no stranger to new things because this is as well my in ring debut but looking at me and looking at you, you can understand my confidence. I mean the first three letters of the word is “con” and that...that is something that I am quite familiar with. You see Doug...you don't mind if I call you Doug do you? The name Douglas just makes it seem like a pompus ass rich guys name and we both know you're not that. If I were to judge you Doug I'd just you as a man who one day had a dream. Much like a small child dreaming of becoming a ninja. Can you imagine what kind of world this would be if kids actually became what they first wanted to be? You would have Ninja's killing Superheroes', QuarterBacks throwing touchdowns to Astronauts, Pirates raping Princess', and then there would be one little professional wrestler. That would be you Doug...the one child that dreamed of being a wrestler for a living. Me? No, I didn't dream of this. I dreamed of winning the World Series of Poker. To sit at a final table of Johnny Chan, Phil Hellmuth, Doyle Brunson, that dream eventually went on to include greats like Phil Ivey and Daniel Negreanu. That's my dream but dreams are meant to be broken Doug. Kids aren't ninjas, princess', pirates, quarter backs....ok maybe a few but we're not trying to split hairs here get back to the point. That point being nobody grows up to be what they wanted to be. I'm not check raising Johnny Chan right now...instead I'm facing you in Las Vegas which is my second home. Talk about torture. My dream of the World Series of Poker just feet away from me yet I'm not in Vegas for that, I'm in it for you. Is this your dream Doug? Seriously? To be in Vegas for a wrestling match? You must be the simplest man on the planet if that's the case. Someone that grew up with a failure for parents? Ones that were living off food stamps and using news papers as your diapers? Honestly I commend you Doug. You did the best you could with what you were given. You became a professional wrestler thinking it was a bunch of BS didn't you? It's not Nascar mon ami this actually does take skill. Skill that I've got. Skill that I'm betting you don't. Just looking at your build I'd be surprising if you could body slam a cat. The camera pans around eventually zooming in on Remy rolling a poker chip along his knuckles. The camera then gets a shot of his face once more. Remy – People can only skate by so far in life before reality hits you like an all in push when you're trying to bluff your way out of a mistake only for you opponent to call you. That split second everything you've been hoping for has vanished and all you're left with is the sad reality that it was all a fabrication of your own imagination. My imagination ran wild with dreams of bluffs, straights, flush's, yours? Of suplex's, headlocks, dropkicks. You and I Doug live two distinctly different lives but we seem to share a certain idea. We share a dream...not the same dream but a dream that we can never have. A dream that some of us reach while other forget about completely and join the ranks of the middle class or unemployed. Dreams have the ability of making someone's life less pathetic, do you know what I mean Doug? That little girl who has the abusive drunk father? Her dreams keep her going. It won't be til she's older that she realizes it was all for not. Because in the end Doug the most likely outcome is a bitter person that hates the world for taking away their dream of just hating the world for beating them down so much that the entire weight of the world became too much to lift. My dream has been broken Doug yet I still hold that little bit of hope. That little bit of glimmer of hope inside my heart. Yet when I face you inside the Majestic ring I'm going to make sure that your dream is crushed completely because if I'm not able to have my dream? Then you damn well aren't either. I play my cards close to the chest Doug and that's because I like to cheat. You may think that I've got one thing and in that last second...when you're all in and my impossible pocket Ace's show? You'll know what it's like for dreams to die. Las Vegas, Nevada where hopes and dreams go to die Doug. Enjoy that plan ride home when that person sitting next to you asks you that inevitable question: “How much did you lose?” You will have no choice but to answer him with: “My career.” The only different between a winner and a loser is character. Every man has a price to charge and a price to pay. I've paid mine in spades. Remy tosses the Ace of Spades at the camera as it fades to black. |
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