Post by Red Bull Icon on Jul 25, 2009 23:03:43 GMT -5
(Our scene opens in what is clearly a hospital room. The linoleum floors cleaned with the fresh scent of bleach. The faux wood veneer of the cabinets does what it can to warm the room and distract from the cold sinister life saving tools they hold within. The bed comfortable, plush, and inviting. The bed comfortable, inviting, plush, sturdy, with guardrails for restraint, swivel wheels for emergency trips to the operating room. That bed, that bed that place, where to many but not enough have welcomed or been snatched by deaths cold icy grip.
On the counter under the suspended television set are rows upon rows of flowers, teddy bears, cases of Red Bull, and stacks of unopened but surely ‘get well soon’ fan mail. In front of the sink, we think the sink is behind her, stands the nurse we were introduced to earlier in the week Vanessa though in honesty with her seven foot frame she was handpicked for the task of making sure her patient didn’t escape. On that coverless bed wearing nothing but a hospital gown rests our recovering Hardcore Champion, Randy Boolzian.)
BoolZ; “Well I’ll give ya Sweds your credit. Got some soft hands there. Almost thought you were what had become of Deathman, but his hands were always kinda clammy.”
(Shutting off the water and beginning to dry her hands she answers in a deep strong voice.)
Vanessa; “Thank you. Maybe when you’re released we can try that again where I can really take my time, and take you properly, ya?”
(Silent at first with a look on his face of carefully choosing the right words.)
BoolZ; “Oh yeah. If that is I ever get out of here. Maybe you can help? Go to a buffet or something?”
Vanessa; “No, no, Doctor Swanson left very clear instructions. You are not to leave this room until she releases you. You’ll have to wait for the main course until then my little streusel.”
BoolZ; “Little!?!”
Vanessa; “Yes yes you are my little streusel so yummy and sweet I could just gobble you up again and again!”
(Vanessa finishes drying her massive paws, looks back into the mirror to check her hair, and then makes lumbers to the door way.)
Vanessa; “Now I will be right outside if you need anything. ANYTHING, you just make sure to tell Vanessa, and I’ll make it all better again.”
BoolZ; “Well I could use a smoke.”
(The deep strong tone in her voice turns slightly harsher from its previous barely loving inflection.)
Vanessa; “You will not leave until I am done with you my macho morsel.”
(Vanessa gives her uniform one more final once over before winking and blowing a kiss from her huge lips before she exits the room. BoolZ shakes his head, hops out of bed, and grabs a Red Bull from the counter.)
BoolZ; “God I gotta get outta here.”
(As RBI, his back to the door, cracks open his warm Red Bull the door flies open. Standing in the doorway are The Crimson Ghost holding a small bag and Chinatsu Chen. It’s hard to tell the expression on Ghost’s face, but the wide eyed shock look on Chinatsu reminds us all that hospital gowns do not close in the back.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Hey, hey, hey!!! Oh deary weary!”
(The Crimson Ghost quickly reaches, and slams the door shut keeping the Red Bull Icon in the room and himself and Chen outside. BoolZ slowly turns around as he drinks from the can, and then a knock is heard at the door. Before BoolZ can answer the door flies open again and The Crimson Ghost leaps into the room still holding the small bag.)
The Crimson Ghost; “I hope everyone’s decent, or female! Oh.”
(BoolZ and Crimson Ghost look at each other as Chinatsu enters the room, and BoolZ glances up at the clock on the wall.)
BoolZ; “You’re early. I thought you were coming over after the doctor made her rounds. Why is Chen carrying a video camera?”
Chinatsu; “Oh hi! Nice to finally actually meet you. This was all Crimson Ghost’s idea. He thinks if we pretend to conduct an interview Garth Gaffeny will return to beat up the camera man.”
The Crimson Ghost; “Yeah, yeah, it’ll be cool. He’ll show up, War or Peace will beat him up some more, and then the GIW gets two, TWO, masked wrestlers. Something that since Lord Disappear-o went AWOL we’ve been sorely lacking.”
BoolZ; “OK, I guess that makes sense to you. Any idea what you’ll do if he does actually miraculously show up?”
The Crimson Ghost; “Well I do believe, my kind Red Bull Junky, that he’ll find a harder time with Chen than he did some nameless camera jockey or that time he desperately tried to smuggle in some Ugandan Umbrella Elephants .”
BoolZ; “So you wanna ask me some questions?”
Chinatsu; “Uhm, no I’ll be asking the questions. Garth beats up camera men, so Crimson Ghost has agreed to play the role of ‘bait’.”
(The three share a silent stare. BoolZ searching, sifting, and sorting the previous few seconds trying to make sense of it. Chinatsu happily looks on welcoming a third point of view to the crazy world of her trainer. The Crimson Ghost begins to anxiously tap his right foot on the floor, checks the clock, checks the watch on his left arm, then the watch on his right arm, and finally the watch in his right front pocket.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Speaking of Uganda it’s half past tea time, can we get started?”
BoolZ; “I have to, or you won’t help me. Am I right?”
(The Crimson Ghost begins shaking his head ‘yes’ while Chinatsu looks on.)
BoolZ; “I’m not going to be able to boink the doctor one last time am I?”
(Chinatsu begins setting up the camera as The Crimson Ghost stops shaking his head ‘yes’ and begins shaking his head ‘no’.)
BoolZ; “Alright, let’s go.”
(The Crimson Ghost slides together a pair of visitor’s chair, and then helps Chinatsu finish setting up the tri-pod and camera. The Red Bull Icon takes a seat making sure his gown is properly covering what needs to be covered, and then Chinatsu joins the Hardcore Champion. They both look at The Crimson Ghost.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Ok in snorkel, dos, one!”
(He points to Chen as she smiles into the camera, glances at BoolZ who is looking just off camera, and Chinatsu pauses.)
Chinatsu; “Uhm, oh wow, we didn’t prepare any questions. Goodness this is a lot harder than it looks. How do Reeves and Hanson make it look so easy?”
BoolZ; “I would guess they usually prepare their questions in advance.”
The Crimson Ghost; “No, no, like trained monkeys it’s all about practice. Sucky show, but a good practice ‘practice’ is.”
Chinatsu; “Oh, well maybe we should have written down a few questions just to be sure.”
The Crimson Ghost; “Well either way or neither way or neighborly way is here nor there. Just make something up. Double G isn’t just going to show up. We need to properly present an interview.”
(The Crimson Ghost the whole time looking over his shoulder just in case as he stands ready to engage the unseen enemy.)
Chinatsu; “Uhm, ok. So, uhm, well what kind of questions would you like to answer?”
BoolZ; “None.”
(Clearly it must have been a joke. Chinatsu laughs cutely, slaps BoolZ on the knee, and continues.)
Chinatsu; “No, seriously. Don’t you have anything to tell the GIW fans?”
BoolZ; “Not off the top of my head no. Why don’t you just go with the standards? I was just in a fantastic match at Battlegrounds, ask me about that. Or your partner and I have ourselves a nice little match against the Revolution this week. You could ask about what I think of him, and that could lead me right into hinting at tension between us. After that you could probe further into the match, and give me a chance to make fun of Prescott and the ‘TWiSTeD NiPPLe’. Hell I could even go into how I’m being held prisoner in this hospital at the request of those two worms.”
(Before she can answer The Crimson Ghost bursts into hysterics.)
The Crimson Ghost; “WORMS! Who said worms, where. I hate worms. Worms drive me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They had me committed, locked me up, threw away the key. Tried to forget about me, tried to bury me in the ground. Bury me with the worms. WORMS! Where, I hate worms. Worms drive me crazy. Crazy!?! I was crazy…”
(Startled BoolZ interrupts.)
BoolZ; “I mean snakes. Those two snak…”
The Crimson Ghost; “SNAKES! Where!? I hate snakes! They drive me craz…”
BoolZ; “RATS!”
The Crimson Ghost; “RATS!?!? WHERE? I HATE RATS THEY…”
BoolZ; "CRIMSON GHOSTS!!"
The Crimson Ghost; "CRIMSON... oh almost had me there!"
(The hospital room door bursts open catching BoolZ, Chinatsu, and The Crimson Ghost by surprise. Vanessa storms into the room red faced and bulgy eyed.)
Vanessa; “What is going on in here, streusel? I heard shouting!”
(Chinatsu wide eyed looks on as the huge women. BoolZ shakes his head out of frustration. The Crimson Ghost prepared for such an ambush spins around ready to attack.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Garth Jennety I’ve got you now… oh my. Suddenly I’ve the urge to find my pick, some rope, my little spiky shoes, and go spelunking my magnificent mountain of a woman.”
(Vanessa taken back by the much smaller man in the mask gives RBI a concerned look. BoolZ keeps his head down.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Come on babe, what do you say we ditch these squares, we get you all saddled up, and I ride you off into the mighty blue yonder? I’ve got apples, carrots, lube, and sugar cubes at my apartment.”
Vanessa; “BoolZy?”
BoolZ; “He’s my tag team partner this week. Hey maybe if you help me outta here the four of us could go to dinner!?!”
Vanessa; “NO! Not until the doctor releases you, and then you’re all mine!”
(Chinatsu can’t help but giggle at the scene. BoolZ flexes his jaw out of frustration and nicotine withdrawals. Vanessa slowly, slowly, backs away from the masked man. The Crimson Ghost runs to the small thin window in the door, and watches Vanessa return to here desk.)
BoolZ; “Hey you know, if wanna get any work done before Sentinel now might be a really good time to go ahead with our little plan.”
Chinatsu; “Yeah, and I don’t think Garth would ever have the manhood to show his face in the GIW again anyway.”
(The Crimson Ghost, finally silent, simply over extends his leg to kick the small back towards BoolZ. The whole time keeping both eyes on Vanessa.)
BoolZ; “It’s in here?”
Chinatsu; “Yeah, everything you’ll need.”
(The scene fades out as BoolZ picks up the bag, stands up out of the chair, and backs away from Chen towards the bathroom. When the scene fades back in we’re outside the hospital room. Clearly we can see The Crimson Ghost darting around behind the window staring at Vanessa. Slowly the door opens, and what looks like The Crimson Ghost after a sudden crash diet walks out of the room carrying both cases of Red Bull. With a slightly limp the masked man walks down the hall, and past Vanessa. This crimson ghost refuses to look at the huge woman. She does the same keeping her head in her paperwork trying to avoid another barrage of nonsense.
Once past the desk, this crimson ghost pushes open a set of double doors, and escapes down a hallway. We follow the masked man as he passes a young brunette doctor in a white overcoat. Her hair tied neatly in a bun, her hazel eyes framed perfectly behind a pair of wire framed glasses, and most of her attention on the chart she’s reading. She looks up with a puzzled face at the sight of this crimson ghost. Neither break stride. Once they’ve passed however the costumed man turns to admire.)
This crimson ghost; “I asked them to wait until after rounds.”
(Back in the hospital room The Crimson Ghost continues his stalwart observation. Chinatsu sits in the chair with a bored look on her face until she begins to open and read some of BoolZs fan mail. BoolZ is nowhere to be seen.)
Chinatsu; “How long do we wait?”
The Crimson Ghost; “Until her big hands are at my twelve o’clock.”
Chinatsu; “What?”
The Crimson Ghost; “Huh! Oh uh, we’ll give him some time. We might have to go to plan ‘W’ though. Why don’t you just ask me some questions? Maybe that’ll lure the elusive Mr. Brooks into the open.”
(Back to the hallway we continue following BoolZ dressed as a crimson ghost. We follow him past a crowd of doctors gathered around an x-ray viewer. We follow him past a weeping mother. We follow him past a new elderly widow. We follow him past the empty hospital church. We follow him until he stops, slowly turns his head, taps the cases of Red Bull with his fingers, and then explodes.)
This crimson ghost; “Well high there my yung dragon whipper snapper friend there Alex Kiser-spaghetti!”
(In the room now we are greeted with the sight of Alex Kiseragi relaxing blissfully in his hospital bed watching television. He seems a bit out of sorts with the interruption by this crimson ghost.)
Kiseragi; “Crimson Ghost?”
This crimson ghost; “Well who else would go through all the trouble of puttin’ on this kinda get up to come see ya?”
Kiseragi; “Well, alright. What can I do for you?”
This crimson ghost; “Oh well see I was just out for a ride on my horsy. Looking for that cowardly little leprechaun that’s always around Mr. Brass Knuckles so he could grant me my wish of a helmet immune to knuckle draggers when I started to wonder about a very serious question. Maybe you can, I mean I hope you can, answer this question for me. Huh, huh, huh, what do ya say?”
Kiseragi; “I’ll try. What’s your question?”
This crimson ghost; “Well I was wondering what it was like. How does it feel?”
Kiseragi; “It hurts. How does what feel?”
This crimson ghost; “Well you know I’ve been around for a few rounds, and I’ve seen a bunch of people lose. I’ve even lost it a few times myself, but I can’t think of to many people that can lose a match like ya’ll had at Battlegrounds, turn around, and be considered for the number one contender before the guy that won the Battleground match. How does that feel?”
Kiseragi; “WHAT? Is this a joke to you?”
(Kiseragi stands up out of bed pulling the back of his gown shut. BoolZ takes a step back, and forces out a laugh.)
This crimson ghost; “HA HA HA, yeah it was a joke. You’ve been ‘haunted’!! They say laughter’s the best enema, and I figured you could use some cheering up. Why you didn’t like that one? Oh so sorry. How about this, hold on I got a million of’em. I think it’s funny, I hope you do to. See it starts with an owner, and a huge plot. This scheme which everyone thinks is over when his hired gun finally cheats his way to the Global Title. Everyone thinks it’s over, but the joke is on all of them. You see the plan continues to feed this cheating washed up chumpion nothing but people BoolZ has already beat. Is that one funny?”
Kiseragi; “I think you better leave.”
This crimson ghost; “I think I need a smoke, and you need to lighten up. Later gater!”
(The scene ends as BoolZ walks out of the room. Kiseragi walks to his doorway and watches with a scowled face as that crimson ghost makes his way out of the hospital.)
On the counter under the suspended television set are rows upon rows of flowers, teddy bears, cases of Red Bull, and stacks of unopened but surely ‘get well soon’ fan mail. In front of the sink, we think the sink is behind her, stands the nurse we were introduced to earlier in the week Vanessa though in honesty with her seven foot frame she was handpicked for the task of making sure her patient didn’t escape. On that coverless bed wearing nothing but a hospital gown rests our recovering Hardcore Champion, Randy Boolzian.)
BoolZ; “Well I’ll give ya Sweds your credit. Got some soft hands there. Almost thought you were what had become of Deathman, but his hands were always kinda clammy.”
(Shutting off the water and beginning to dry her hands she answers in a deep strong voice.)
Vanessa; “Thank you. Maybe when you’re released we can try that again where I can really take my time, and take you properly, ya?”
(Silent at first with a look on his face of carefully choosing the right words.)
BoolZ; “Oh yeah. If that is I ever get out of here. Maybe you can help? Go to a buffet or something?”
Vanessa; “No, no, Doctor Swanson left very clear instructions. You are not to leave this room until she releases you. You’ll have to wait for the main course until then my little streusel.”
BoolZ; “Little!?!”
Vanessa; “Yes yes you are my little streusel so yummy and sweet I could just gobble you up again and again!”
(Vanessa finishes drying her massive paws, looks back into the mirror to check her hair, and then makes lumbers to the door way.)
Vanessa; “Now I will be right outside if you need anything. ANYTHING, you just make sure to tell Vanessa, and I’ll make it all better again.”
BoolZ; “Well I could use a smoke.”
(The deep strong tone in her voice turns slightly harsher from its previous barely loving inflection.)
Vanessa; “You will not leave until I am done with you my macho morsel.”
(Vanessa gives her uniform one more final once over before winking and blowing a kiss from her huge lips before she exits the room. BoolZ shakes his head, hops out of bed, and grabs a Red Bull from the counter.)
BoolZ; “God I gotta get outta here.”
(As RBI, his back to the door, cracks open his warm Red Bull the door flies open. Standing in the doorway are The Crimson Ghost holding a small bag and Chinatsu Chen. It’s hard to tell the expression on Ghost’s face, but the wide eyed shock look on Chinatsu reminds us all that hospital gowns do not close in the back.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Hey, hey, hey!!! Oh deary weary!”
(The Crimson Ghost quickly reaches, and slams the door shut keeping the Red Bull Icon in the room and himself and Chen outside. BoolZ slowly turns around as he drinks from the can, and then a knock is heard at the door. Before BoolZ can answer the door flies open again and The Crimson Ghost leaps into the room still holding the small bag.)
The Crimson Ghost; “I hope everyone’s decent, or female! Oh.”
(BoolZ and Crimson Ghost look at each other as Chinatsu enters the room, and BoolZ glances up at the clock on the wall.)
BoolZ; “You’re early. I thought you were coming over after the doctor made her rounds. Why is Chen carrying a video camera?”
Chinatsu; “Oh hi! Nice to finally actually meet you. This was all Crimson Ghost’s idea. He thinks if we pretend to conduct an interview Garth Gaffeny will return to beat up the camera man.”
The Crimson Ghost; “Yeah, yeah, it’ll be cool. He’ll show up, War or Peace will beat him up some more, and then the GIW gets two, TWO, masked wrestlers. Something that since Lord Disappear-o went AWOL we’ve been sorely lacking.”
BoolZ; “OK, I guess that makes sense to you. Any idea what you’ll do if he does actually miraculously show up?”
The Crimson Ghost; “Well I do believe, my kind Red Bull Junky, that he’ll find a harder time with Chen than he did some nameless camera jockey or that time he desperately tried to smuggle in some Ugandan Umbrella Elephants .”
BoolZ; “So you wanna ask me some questions?”
Chinatsu; “Uhm, no I’ll be asking the questions. Garth beats up camera men, so Crimson Ghost has agreed to play the role of ‘bait’.”
(The three share a silent stare. BoolZ searching, sifting, and sorting the previous few seconds trying to make sense of it. Chinatsu happily looks on welcoming a third point of view to the crazy world of her trainer. The Crimson Ghost begins to anxiously tap his right foot on the floor, checks the clock, checks the watch on his left arm, then the watch on his right arm, and finally the watch in his right front pocket.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Speaking of Uganda it’s half past tea time, can we get started?”
BoolZ; “I have to, or you won’t help me. Am I right?”
(The Crimson Ghost begins shaking his head ‘yes’ while Chinatsu looks on.)
BoolZ; “I’m not going to be able to boink the doctor one last time am I?”
(Chinatsu begins setting up the camera as The Crimson Ghost stops shaking his head ‘yes’ and begins shaking his head ‘no’.)
BoolZ; “Alright, let’s go.”
(The Crimson Ghost slides together a pair of visitor’s chair, and then helps Chinatsu finish setting up the tri-pod and camera. The Red Bull Icon takes a seat making sure his gown is properly covering what needs to be covered, and then Chinatsu joins the Hardcore Champion. They both look at The Crimson Ghost.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Ok in snorkel, dos, one!”
(He points to Chen as she smiles into the camera, glances at BoolZ who is looking just off camera, and Chinatsu pauses.)
Chinatsu; “Uhm, oh wow, we didn’t prepare any questions. Goodness this is a lot harder than it looks. How do Reeves and Hanson make it look so easy?”
BoolZ; “I would guess they usually prepare their questions in advance.”
The Crimson Ghost; “No, no, like trained monkeys it’s all about practice. Sucky show, but a good practice ‘practice’ is.”
Chinatsu; “Oh, well maybe we should have written down a few questions just to be sure.”
The Crimson Ghost; “Well either way or neither way or neighborly way is here nor there. Just make something up. Double G isn’t just going to show up. We need to properly present an interview.”
(The Crimson Ghost the whole time looking over his shoulder just in case as he stands ready to engage the unseen enemy.)
Chinatsu; “Uhm, ok. So, uhm, well what kind of questions would you like to answer?”
BoolZ; “None.”
(Clearly it must have been a joke. Chinatsu laughs cutely, slaps BoolZ on the knee, and continues.)
Chinatsu; “No, seriously. Don’t you have anything to tell the GIW fans?”
BoolZ; “Not off the top of my head no. Why don’t you just go with the standards? I was just in a fantastic match at Battlegrounds, ask me about that. Or your partner and I have ourselves a nice little match against the Revolution this week. You could ask about what I think of him, and that could lead me right into hinting at tension between us. After that you could probe further into the match, and give me a chance to make fun of Prescott and the ‘TWiSTeD NiPPLe’. Hell I could even go into how I’m being held prisoner in this hospital at the request of those two worms.”
(Before she can answer The Crimson Ghost bursts into hysterics.)
The Crimson Ghost; “WORMS! Who said worms, where. I hate worms. Worms drive me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They had me committed, locked me up, threw away the key. Tried to forget about me, tried to bury me in the ground. Bury me with the worms. WORMS! Where, I hate worms. Worms drive me crazy. Crazy!?! I was crazy…”
(Startled BoolZ interrupts.)
BoolZ; “I mean snakes. Those two snak…”
The Crimson Ghost; “SNAKES! Where!? I hate snakes! They drive me craz…”
BoolZ; “RATS!”
The Crimson Ghost; “RATS!?!? WHERE? I HATE RATS THEY…”
BoolZ; "CRIMSON GHOSTS!!"
The Crimson Ghost; "CRIMSON... oh almost had me there!"
(The hospital room door bursts open catching BoolZ, Chinatsu, and The Crimson Ghost by surprise. Vanessa storms into the room red faced and bulgy eyed.)
Vanessa; “What is going on in here, streusel? I heard shouting!”
(Chinatsu wide eyed looks on as the huge women. BoolZ shakes his head out of frustration. The Crimson Ghost prepared for such an ambush spins around ready to attack.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Garth Jennety I’ve got you now… oh my. Suddenly I’ve the urge to find my pick, some rope, my little spiky shoes, and go spelunking my magnificent mountain of a woman.”
(Vanessa taken back by the much smaller man in the mask gives RBI a concerned look. BoolZ keeps his head down.)
The Crimson Ghost; “Come on babe, what do you say we ditch these squares, we get you all saddled up, and I ride you off into the mighty blue yonder? I’ve got apples, carrots, lube, and sugar cubes at my apartment.”
Vanessa; “BoolZy?”
BoolZ; “He’s my tag team partner this week. Hey maybe if you help me outta here the four of us could go to dinner!?!”
Vanessa; “NO! Not until the doctor releases you, and then you’re all mine!”
(Chinatsu can’t help but giggle at the scene. BoolZ flexes his jaw out of frustration and nicotine withdrawals. Vanessa slowly, slowly, backs away from the masked man. The Crimson Ghost runs to the small thin window in the door, and watches Vanessa return to here desk.)
BoolZ; “Hey you know, if wanna get any work done before Sentinel now might be a really good time to go ahead with our little plan.”
Chinatsu; “Yeah, and I don’t think Garth would ever have the manhood to show his face in the GIW again anyway.”
(The Crimson Ghost, finally silent, simply over extends his leg to kick the small back towards BoolZ. The whole time keeping both eyes on Vanessa.)
BoolZ; “It’s in here?”
Chinatsu; “Yeah, everything you’ll need.”
(The scene fades out as BoolZ picks up the bag, stands up out of the chair, and backs away from Chen towards the bathroom. When the scene fades back in we’re outside the hospital room. Clearly we can see The Crimson Ghost darting around behind the window staring at Vanessa. Slowly the door opens, and what looks like The Crimson Ghost after a sudden crash diet walks out of the room carrying both cases of Red Bull. With a slightly limp the masked man walks down the hall, and past Vanessa. This crimson ghost refuses to look at the huge woman. She does the same keeping her head in her paperwork trying to avoid another barrage of nonsense.
Once past the desk, this crimson ghost pushes open a set of double doors, and escapes down a hallway. We follow the masked man as he passes a young brunette doctor in a white overcoat. Her hair tied neatly in a bun, her hazel eyes framed perfectly behind a pair of wire framed glasses, and most of her attention on the chart she’s reading. She looks up with a puzzled face at the sight of this crimson ghost. Neither break stride. Once they’ve passed however the costumed man turns to admire.)
This crimson ghost; “I asked them to wait until after rounds.”
(Back in the hospital room The Crimson Ghost continues his stalwart observation. Chinatsu sits in the chair with a bored look on her face until she begins to open and read some of BoolZs fan mail. BoolZ is nowhere to be seen.)
Chinatsu; “How long do we wait?”
The Crimson Ghost; “Until her big hands are at my twelve o’clock.”
Chinatsu; “What?”
The Crimson Ghost; “Huh! Oh uh, we’ll give him some time. We might have to go to plan ‘W’ though. Why don’t you just ask me some questions? Maybe that’ll lure the elusive Mr. Brooks into the open.”
(Back to the hallway we continue following BoolZ dressed as a crimson ghost. We follow him past a crowd of doctors gathered around an x-ray viewer. We follow him past a weeping mother. We follow him past a new elderly widow. We follow him past the empty hospital church. We follow him until he stops, slowly turns his head, taps the cases of Red Bull with his fingers, and then explodes.)
This crimson ghost; “Well high there my yung dragon whipper snapper friend there Alex Kiser-spaghetti!”
(In the room now we are greeted with the sight of Alex Kiseragi relaxing blissfully in his hospital bed watching television. He seems a bit out of sorts with the interruption by this crimson ghost.)
Kiseragi; “Crimson Ghost?”
This crimson ghost; “Well who else would go through all the trouble of puttin’ on this kinda get up to come see ya?”
Kiseragi; “Well, alright. What can I do for you?”
This crimson ghost; “Oh well see I was just out for a ride on my horsy. Looking for that cowardly little leprechaun that’s always around Mr. Brass Knuckles so he could grant me my wish of a helmet immune to knuckle draggers when I started to wonder about a very serious question. Maybe you can, I mean I hope you can, answer this question for me. Huh, huh, huh, what do ya say?”
Kiseragi; “I’ll try. What’s your question?”
This crimson ghost; “Well I was wondering what it was like. How does it feel?”
Kiseragi; “It hurts. How does what feel?”
This crimson ghost; “Well you know I’ve been around for a few rounds, and I’ve seen a bunch of people lose. I’ve even lost it a few times myself, but I can’t think of to many people that can lose a match like ya’ll had at Battlegrounds, turn around, and be considered for the number one contender before the guy that won the Battleground match. How does that feel?”
Kiseragi; “WHAT? Is this a joke to you?”
(Kiseragi stands up out of bed pulling the back of his gown shut. BoolZ takes a step back, and forces out a laugh.)
This crimson ghost; “HA HA HA, yeah it was a joke. You’ve been ‘haunted’!! They say laughter’s the best enema, and I figured you could use some cheering up. Why you didn’t like that one? Oh so sorry. How about this, hold on I got a million of’em. I think it’s funny, I hope you do to. See it starts with an owner, and a huge plot. This scheme which everyone thinks is over when his hired gun finally cheats his way to the Global Title. Everyone thinks it’s over, but the joke is on all of them. You see the plan continues to feed this cheating washed up chumpion nothing but people BoolZ has already beat. Is that one funny?”
Kiseragi; “I think you better leave.”
This crimson ghost; “I think I need a smoke, and you need to lighten up. Later gater!”
(The scene ends as BoolZ walks out of the room. Kiseragi walks to his doorway and watches with a scowled face as that crimson ghost makes his way out of the hospital.)
