Post by 'The Cyclone' JK on Aug 14, 2010 1:35:09 GMT -5
Jet: Alright, so what am I supposed to do?
*The scene comes in to the office of Dan DiMaggio, JK is noticeably absent, however it feels as if he isn’t really meant to be there right now anyhow. The two men in the room sit at either end of DiMaggio’s desk, an open bottle of scotch sits on the right hand side of it, with one glass containing the liquid, and the other doesn’t even look as if it has been filled that night. DiMaggio reaches over and takes the full glass and takes a sip from it*
Dan: Are you sure that you don’t want a drink Mr. Somers?
Jet: No thank you Mr. DiMaggio, I don’t drink.
*Dan sets the alcohol away in a nearby cabinet before leaning over the table slightly with his hands clasped together*
Dan: All we need for you to say is everything good about JK, no bad stuff. When the defence tries to bring in the bad parts about his career, you need to be able to shoot them down.
Jet: What kind of evidence would they have against JK?
*Dan gets up out of his seat and plays the tape of JK’s violent outbursts in his tenure in GIW and UGWC, including attacking Tim Kingsley with the Barbed wire cricket bat, and taking his frustrations out on his car when he was not able to catch Brayden. Jet gives the tape a dismissive look*
Jet: Those are too simple, man, in our line of work being attacked during a match is almost expected, I mean look at last week when Sheena got involved in Enigma’s match.
Dan: And JK in the car?
Jet: Simple frustration, I would be lying if I said that I haven’t experienced that before. Now seriously, why do you need me? Anyone could say that kind of stuff.
*Dan sits back down in his chair and takes another sip from his glass of Scotch*
Dan: As a highly respected champion of Mr. King’s company, he felt that the jury may listen to you more than, say, his best friend or his cousin. The Jury will be more likely to listen to you if they are a fan of the show.
Jet: Well, at least someone recognises me as a respected champion. If only he was on the Consortium.
*Jet stands up*
Jet: Mr. DiMaggio, I regret that I must leave now to begin training for whatever match it is I get this week.
*Dan stands up and firmly shakes Jet’s hand*
Dan: That is understandable Mr. Somers, and good luck against Enigma.
Jet: What now?
Dan: I had a quick look at the card before you got here. A main event spot against Enigma for the Chaos title should be a good one.
*Jets face is that of annoyance*
Jet: Oh, you have got to be kidding me!
*Jet storms out of the room, leaving Dan standing at his desk. He eventually shrugs, takes a seat, and takes another drink from his alcoholic beverage*
Dan: Must have the pre-match jitters.
*Fade across to Paul talking to Sheena in a nearby pub as Ethan sits up at the bar with a glass of beer. The bar tonight seems pretty packed, there are people talking all throughout the venue, a couple of people are playing bar games like Darts and Pool, the song on the nearby video Jukebox is
and we see a few people moving a little to the beat. We have our attention brought back to Paul and Sheena*
Paul: So why did you attack that Officer King dude?
Sheena: The Fuckwits who run the Company think I am a great ‘Acquisition’ yet I’m never put on the card. The officer moron or whatever his character was seemed like a bit of a Tosser, so I decided to give meself a little chance for a fight, and remove one shit stain from the company at the same time.
*Paul laughs*
Paul: That actually makes sense for a surprise attack. I’m sure they’ll put you on the card after that.
*Paul takes the beer bottle he has sitting on their table and takes a drink. He sets it down, and Sheena instantly makes a grab for it and takes a mouthful to Paul’s slight annoyance*
Paul: If you wanted one, I could have ordered you one! I have pull here remember?
Sheena: Yeah, but I just really wanted your beer, not my own.
*Paul grumbles a little, Sheena laughs*
Sheena: I’m just teasing you, ya girl! I got me own in my bag.
*She grabs her bag from beside the chair and pulls out a large can of Tetley’s smooth flow. As soon as she opens it, Paul goes for a bit of revenge, snatches the can out of her hand and drinks. When he sets the can down, Sheena punches him hard in the arm*
Sheena: Don’t touch my fuckin’ beer!
Paul: Alright, alright, I’m sorry.
*The camera pans around to Ethan who is looking over his shoulder and laughing at his friends bickering. He turns his attention to his drink as the Barman comes around*
Barman: Hey Ethan, Haven’t seen you here fer a while.
Ethan: Yeah, I’ve been busy promoting UGWC here and in the UK; this is the first real break I’ve been able to have. How’s the family going Steve?
Steve the barman: The kids grow up so fast, man. Sally is starting High school; Johnny is getting married next week, I tell ya; it won’t be long until it’s just me and the missus left in the nest.
*Ethan Smiles*
Ethan: Can’t wait for that I bet?
Steve: What? Can’t wait to be left alone with that old bag? How much have you had, buddy?
*They both laugh at the joke*
Steve: So, who’ve you got this week huh?
Ethan: Randy Delecio.
Steve: Ah, you mean that boring as all hell character that Enigma flogged the other day?
Ethan: Yeah, that’s the guy.
*Steve gives a bit of a smirk and props himself up on the bar with one hand*
Steve: So I guess you should have it pretty easy then, the guy doesn’t even have an entrance!
Ethan: Not to mention he invariably only has like four or five different moves. He is literally the John Cena of the UGWC, except for the fact that the fans feel nothing for him and that Cena had a somewhat half decent character before the WWE decided to go all P.C. on its storylines.
Steve: Heh, I hear that! How long do you give him?
Ethan: Another week or two I’d say. One thing is sure shooting though, I will win this week. Mostly because I have more experience, but also I use more moves than ‘punch, kick, suplex, slam!’ Over and over again. Randy boy doesn’t stand a chance!
*Steve grabs a glass sitting on the bar and begins to wash it out in the stereotypical bar man fashion*
Steve: Just watch out though, man, the guy just appears from nowhere. He may be able to do that in your match.
Ethan: Yeah, his face will appear with my fist buried in it. I tell you Steve, I must have done something that the Consortium loved, I’m getting two weeks off, and one of those weeks, I’m getting paid! Who knows? Maybe I’ll even get a championship match by the end of this week!
Steve: Living the dream then.
Ethan: Damn right!
*He finishes his beer and decides to head out, it seems that Sheena and Paul have the same thought pattern as they two get up. He goes to leave as Steve calls out to him*
Steve: Hey!
Ethan: Yeah?
Steve: Mind getting Sheena’s autograph? My daughter is a huge fan of hers.
Ethan: Sure man.
*We close the promo as Ethan gets the signature*
*The scene comes in to the office of Dan DiMaggio, JK is noticeably absent, however it feels as if he isn’t really meant to be there right now anyhow. The two men in the room sit at either end of DiMaggio’s desk, an open bottle of scotch sits on the right hand side of it, with one glass containing the liquid, and the other doesn’t even look as if it has been filled that night. DiMaggio reaches over and takes the full glass and takes a sip from it*
Dan: Are you sure that you don’t want a drink Mr. Somers?
Jet: No thank you Mr. DiMaggio, I don’t drink.
*Dan sets the alcohol away in a nearby cabinet before leaning over the table slightly with his hands clasped together*
Dan: All we need for you to say is everything good about JK, no bad stuff. When the defence tries to bring in the bad parts about his career, you need to be able to shoot them down.
Jet: What kind of evidence would they have against JK?
*Dan gets up out of his seat and plays the tape of JK’s violent outbursts in his tenure in GIW and UGWC, including attacking Tim Kingsley with the Barbed wire cricket bat, and taking his frustrations out on his car when he was not able to catch Brayden. Jet gives the tape a dismissive look*
Jet: Those are too simple, man, in our line of work being attacked during a match is almost expected, I mean look at last week when Sheena got involved in Enigma’s match.
Dan: And JK in the car?
Jet: Simple frustration, I would be lying if I said that I haven’t experienced that before. Now seriously, why do you need me? Anyone could say that kind of stuff.
*Dan sits back down in his chair and takes another sip from his glass of Scotch*
Dan: As a highly respected champion of Mr. King’s company, he felt that the jury may listen to you more than, say, his best friend or his cousin. The Jury will be more likely to listen to you if they are a fan of the show.
Jet: Well, at least someone recognises me as a respected champion. If only he was on the Consortium.
*Jet stands up*
Jet: Mr. DiMaggio, I regret that I must leave now to begin training for whatever match it is I get this week.
*Dan stands up and firmly shakes Jet’s hand*
Dan: That is understandable Mr. Somers, and good luck against Enigma.
Jet: What now?
Dan: I had a quick look at the card before you got here. A main event spot against Enigma for the Chaos title should be a good one.
*Jets face is that of annoyance*
Jet: Oh, you have got to be kidding me!
*Jet storms out of the room, leaving Dan standing at his desk. He eventually shrugs, takes a seat, and takes another drink from his alcoholic beverage*
Dan: Must have the pre-match jitters.
*Fade across to Paul talking to Sheena in a nearby pub as Ethan sits up at the bar with a glass of beer. The bar tonight seems pretty packed, there are people talking all throughout the venue, a couple of people are playing bar games like Darts and Pool, the song on the nearby video Jukebox is
and we see a few people moving a little to the beat. We have our attention brought back to Paul and Sheena*
Paul: So why did you attack that Officer King dude?
Sheena: The Fuckwits who run the Company think I am a great ‘Acquisition’ yet I’m never put on the card. The officer moron or whatever his character was seemed like a bit of a Tosser, so I decided to give meself a little chance for a fight, and remove one shit stain from the company at the same time.
*Paul laughs*
Paul: That actually makes sense for a surprise attack. I’m sure they’ll put you on the card after that.
*Paul takes the beer bottle he has sitting on their table and takes a drink. He sets it down, and Sheena instantly makes a grab for it and takes a mouthful to Paul’s slight annoyance*
Paul: If you wanted one, I could have ordered you one! I have pull here remember?
Sheena: Yeah, but I just really wanted your beer, not my own.
*Paul grumbles a little, Sheena laughs*
Sheena: I’m just teasing you, ya girl! I got me own in my bag.
*She grabs her bag from beside the chair and pulls out a large can of Tetley’s smooth flow. As soon as she opens it, Paul goes for a bit of revenge, snatches the can out of her hand and drinks. When he sets the can down, Sheena punches him hard in the arm*
Sheena: Don’t touch my fuckin’ beer!
Paul: Alright, alright, I’m sorry.
*The camera pans around to Ethan who is looking over his shoulder and laughing at his friends bickering. He turns his attention to his drink as the Barman comes around*
Barman: Hey Ethan, Haven’t seen you here fer a while.
Ethan: Yeah, I’ve been busy promoting UGWC here and in the UK; this is the first real break I’ve been able to have. How’s the family going Steve?
Steve the barman: The kids grow up so fast, man. Sally is starting High school; Johnny is getting married next week, I tell ya; it won’t be long until it’s just me and the missus left in the nest.
*Ethan Smiles*
Ethan: Can’t wait for that I bet?
Steve: What? Can’t wait to be left alone with that old bag? How much have you had, buddy?
*They both laugh at the joke*
Steve: So, who’ve you got this week huh?
Ethan: Randy Delecio.
Steve: Ah, you mean that boring as all hell character that Enigma flogged the other day?
Ethan: Yeah, that’s the guy.
*Steve gives a bit of a smirk and props himself up on the bar with one hand*
Steve: So I guess you should have it pretty easy then, the guy doesn’t even have an entrance!
Ethan: Not to mention he invariably only has like four or five different moves. He is literally the John Cena of the UGWC, except for the fact that the fans feel nothing for him and that Cena had a somewhat half decent character before the WWE decided to go all P.C. on its storylines.
Steve: Heh, I hear that! How long do you give him?
Ethan: Another week or two I’d say. One thing is sure shooting though, I will win this week. Mostly because I have more experience, but also I use more moves than ‘punch, kick, suplex, slam!’ Over and over again. Randy boy doesn’t stand a chance!
*Steve grabs a glass sitting on the bar and begins to wash it out in the stereotypical bar man fashion*
Steve: Just watch out though, man, the guy just appears from nowhere. He may be able to do that in your match.
Ethan: Yeah, his face will appear with my fist buried in it. I tell you Steve, I must have done something that the Consortium loved, I’m getting two weeks off, and one of those weeks, I’m getting paid! Who knows? Maybe I’ll even get a championship match by the end of this week!
Steve: Living the dream then.
Ethan: Damn right!
*He finishes his beer and decides to head out, it seems that Sheena and Paul have the same thought pattern as they two get up. He goes to leave as Steve calls out to him*
Steve: Hey!
Ethan: Yeah?
Steve: Mind getting Sheena’s autograph? My daughter is a huge fan of hers.
Ethan: Sure man.
*We close the promo as Ethan gets the signature*
