Post by DJ Styles on Jul 16, 2012 22:59:25 GMT -5
The scene opens onto DJ Styles sitting in a sauna with Sherry Martinez. It’s clearly they were training hard in preparation for the coming match at King of the Ring. They’re both wearing towels, and sweating. DJ has a large shiner over the right side of his face, a still fresh bruise thanks to Chase Davis, the newest acquisition to GWE. The camera zooms out to reveal six other, much heavier, balder, hairy men with them. Sherry pours water on the heating rocks.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
Feels like a sauna in here…
The large men laugh lowly. DJ leans off the wall, his flesh is heard peeling.
*** DJ Styles ***
Well… sure enough, Sigmund the Cerebral’s bitches cost me my right to advance in the GWE Heavyweight Championship Tournament. At least I beat Jakob Hystaria, so I’m not walking away empty handed.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
You’re taking this well…
*** DJ Styles ***
THE HELL I AM! This is bullshit! When I went to Slayton to fix the terrible officiating, what happened? NOTHING. That’s exactly what happened. I’m out of the tournament despite Sigmund cheating, having his two butt buddies…
The other guys in the sauna laugh, including DJ.
*** DJ Styles ***
His two butt buddies, still interfered in the match and I lost because of him. I got Sigmund’s back, I got it.
DJ pours water on the rocks, and the room fills with steam. He sits back down and the group continues to sweat it out. Sherry takes her towel off to reveal a bikini, and wipes her face off. One of the men crosses their legs; a la Basic Instinct. Sherry and DJ are unfortunately looking, and look away groaning.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
Oh for the third time, nobody wants to see that! Stop doing that!
*** DJ Styles ***
I rather not fight a fat naked man, but dude. SERIOUSLY, knock that shit off.
The men chuckle and calm down. The leg crosser; fixes his legs and stops laughing.
*** DJ Styles ***
So what’s next? Chase Davis attacks me in Slayton’s office. At least he had the damn decency to give me a match against Chase Davis, and it’s Last Man Standing? This will be great. Chase Davis doesn’t have a ghost of a chance to win.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
He’s also very soft and little spoken. He has a lot of bark, but no bite for such a tiny dog.
*** DJ Styles ***
That’s true, but his soft spoken, and straight to the point style isn’t flashy. It isn’t entertaining either. He’s taking my ONE loss as a sign of completely weakness. He has it wrong, and he’s just going to be a foot note on my epic ass.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
I thought I had the epic ass?
*** DJ Styles ***
No, you have a great ass.
The fat men once more chuckle, only this time DJ joins them.
*** DJ Styles ***
Well, back to my point. Chase Davis can call himself the Air Master if he wants, but he’s not. I’m GWE’s Arial King; I just haven’t been given a good enough reason to go airborne yet. Oh, if you feel everyone will hate you? Why don’t you open your damn eyes, and realize that no one cares about it. Hatred is an extreme form of love, as no one cares about YOU. We clearly hate you as we’re truly indifferent and the fans, hate me or not, know I’m the whole damn reason why people love our programming.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
DJ, come we need to get out of here and get ready.
The two get up and begin leaving. DJ grabs her towel off her, winds it up and cracks the leg crosses on his side. He yells loudly and looks at DJ.
*** DJ Style ***
I warned, I seriously warned you!
They leave and head to the Men’s Locker Room. They both enter, and grab some towels. The two head into different shower stalls. They two continue to talk, by yelling at the other.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
I’m ready, are you ready to make history? You might not become the first GWE Heavyweight Champion, but you’re almost a sure win to become the GWE X-Custom Champion.
*** DJ Styles ***
It isn’t the same, that cock sucker Sigmund damn near got away with robbery. He should be settling for second best, not me. I only settle on the best. I got his back, I got his number. He’ll wish he didn’t screw with me.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
Yeah sure, but I wouldn’t be so concerned with him.
*** DJ Styles ***
I know, I have two people I hate in that tournament. That chump Leon Roberts and that bitch Sigmund. They’ll have to wait, what else can I do? I’m not going to demand a match with each of them. But I am going to take out all my pent up rage, all my frustration at both of those two on Chase Davis.
He will not win, and he certainly won’t be going onto the GWE X-Custom Championship Finals at Ground Zero. As long as I’m breathing, Chase Davis will NEVER become GWE Heavyweight Champion. He won’t even have a chance to get the X-Custom Championship off of me. I’m ready Chase, why don’t you get ready.
The shower stops and DJ comes out wearing a towel around his waist. He stares at the camera while Sherry continues showering.
*** DJ Styles ***
We’ll see who the king of the skies is, and we’ll know who gets to go forward in the GWE X-Custom Championship Finals at Ground Zero. My mind is focus on the prize, but my body will be focused on breaking you down, and showing that I am the Last Man Standing! Now do you feel me?
The scene fades to black.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
Feels like a sauna in here…
The large men laugh lowly. DJ leans off the wall, his flesh is heard peeling.
*** DJ Styles ***
Well… sure enough, Sigmund the Cerebral’s bitches cost me my right to advance in the GWE Heavyweight Championship Tournament. At least I beat Jakob Hystaria, so I’m not walking away empty handed.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
You’re taking this well…
*** DJ Styles ***
THE HELL I AM! This is bullshit! When I went to Slayton to fix the terrible officiating, what happened? NOTHING. That’s exactly what happened. I’m out of the tournament despite Sigmund cheating, having his two butt buddies…
The other guys in the sauna laugh, including DJ.
*** DJ Styles ***
His two butt buddies, still interfered in the match and I lost because of him. I got Sigmund’s back, I got it.
DJ pours water on the rocks, and the room fills with steam. He sits back down and the group continues to sweat it out. Sherry takes her towel off to reveal a bikini, and wipes her face off. One of the men crosses their legs; a la Basic Instinct. Sherry and DJ are unfortunately looking, and look away groaning.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
Oh for the third time, nobody wants to see that! Stop doing that!
*** DJ Styles ***
I rather not fight a fat naked man, but dude. SERIOUSLY, knock that shit off.
The men chuckle and calm down. The leg crosser; fixes his legs and stops laughing.
*** DJ Styles ***
So what’s next? Chase Davis attacks me in Slayton’s office. At least he had the damn decency to give me a match against Chase Davis, and it’s Last Man Standing? This will be great. Chase Davis doesn’t have a ghost of a chance to win.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
He’s also very soft and little spoken. He has a lot of bark, but no bite for such a tiny dog.
*** DJ Styles ***
That’s true, but his soft spoken, and straight to the point style isn’t flashy. It isn’t entertaining either. He’s taking my ONE loss as a sign of completely weakness. He has it wrong, and he’s just going to be a foot note on my epic ass.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
I thought I had the epic ass?
*** DJ Styles ***
No, you have a great ass.
The fat men once more chuckle, only this time DJ joins them.
*** DJ Styles ***
Well, back to my point. Chase Davis can call himself the Air Master if he wants, but he’s not. I’m GWE’s Arial King; I just haven’t been given a good enough reason to go airborne yet. Oh, if you feel everyone will hate you? Why don’t you open your damn eyes, and realize that no one cares about it. Hatred is an extreme form of love, as no one cares about YOU. We clearly hate you as we’re truly indifferent and the fans, hate me or not, know I’m the whole damn reason why people love our programming.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
DJ, come we need to get out of here and get ready.
The two get up and begin leaving. DJ grabs her towel off her, winds it up and cracks the leg crosses on his side. He yells loudly and looks at DJ.
*** DJ Style ***
I warned, I seriously warned you!
They leave and head to the Men’s Locker Room. They both enter, and grab some towels. The two head into different shower stalls. They two continue to talk, by yelling at the other.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
I’m ready, are you ready to make history? You might not become the first GWE Heavyweight Champion, but you’re almost a sure win to become the GWE X-Custom Champion.
*** DJ Styles ***
It isn’t the same, that cock sucker Sigmund damn near got away with robbery. He should be settling for second best, not me. I only settle on the best. I got his back, I got his number. He’ll wish he didn’t screw with me.
*** Sherry Martinez ***
Yeah sure, but I wouldn’t be so concerned with him.
*** DJ Styles ***
I know, I have two people I hate in that tournament. That chump Leon Roberts and that bitch Sigmund. They’ll have to wait, what else can I do? I’m not going to demand a match with each of them. But I am going to take out all my pent up rage, all my frustration at both of those two on Chase Davis.
He will not win, and he certainly won’t be going onto the GWE X-Custom Championship Finals at Ground Zero. As long as I’m breathing, Chase Davis will NEVER become GWE Heavyweight Champion. He won’t even have a chance to get the X-Custom Championship off of me. I’m ready Chase, why don’t you get ready.
The shower stops and DJ comes out wearing a towel around his waist. He stares at the camera while Sherry continues showering.
*** DJ Styles ***
We’ll see who the king of the skies is, and we’ll know who gets to go forward in the GWE X-Custom Championship Finals at Ground Zero. My mind is focus on the prize, but my body will be focused on breaking you down, and showing that I am the Last Man Standing! Now do you feel me?
The scene fades to black.