Post by 'The Cyclone' JK on Jul 26, 2009 18:24:49 GMT -5
Voiceover (In Japanese): Welcome to Tokyo, Japan. We hope you enjoy your visit.
*The airport is filled with relatives shouting loudly at their families, spilling out of the plane and into the arrivals lounge, some of the people in this rabble are GIW superstars, some like Hiroshima are going to their families, while others are just looking for their names on the signs for the rent-a-car services to escort them to their hotels. A really fat lady of quite possibly Japanese decent is puffing and panting as she makes her way up the only slightly elevated ramp; to reveal a laughing Paul Cockatoo*
Paul: HAHAHA! LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY’S SMUGLING GODZILLA BACK HOME! HAHAHA!
*Jasmine follows behind him and slaps him in the back of the head. Paul squints his eyes at the pain, before turning back to Jasmine*
Paul: OW! What was that for???
Jasmine: Shut up Paul, be more mindful of others feelings. God you’re worse than Hanson!
Paul: Ah, she’s Japanese, probably doesn’t even speak any English. Watch this, HEY FATTY BOOM BOOM!
*The Japanese woman turns around as Paul says that, looks at him for a few seconds, before smiling widely herself as she waves and nods to Paul*
Paul: See? What’d I tell ya? Not one word.
*Jasmine slaps him in the back of the head again, Paul holds the back of his head and mouths the word ‘ow’*
Jasmine: That proves nothing Paul!
*As the two continue to argue, we see JK coming off the plane talking on his mobile which he would have obviously just turned on, he hardly seems to notice his best friend and his wife arguing over another stupid comment Paul made about a tiny man in a business suit who had just come waddling past from the right of the screen*
JK: Yeah hey Tsubie, we just touched down man....you can if you want mate, otherwise I’m perfectly fine to just pick up a rental....oh, they stricter about car rentals here?.....well I’ll just hail a taxi if you too busy. Ok bro, at least I won’t have to hear Jazz argue with Paul about some other wisecrack remark he made about another person in the airport by myself....right.....yeah see you in three mate.
*JK Hangs up his phone, put’s it into his pocket, looks around the place to take it all in, he then heads back to stop Jasmine and Paul from killing each other, Jasmine looking quite annoyed, and Paul as confused as ever*
JK: Hey guys, we all set to head off?
Jasmine: Well I am, but I think the real question is, Is Paul ready to stop acting immature about the Japanese culture and people?
JK: What’d he say part from the fat chick crack, and that thing about the midget in the suit?
Paul: That was funny...he was like 3ft tall!
*Jasmine rolls her eyes at Paul’s blatant disrespect before turning back to JK and
Jasmine: That Japan has a lot of fat people in thongs.
Paul: They’re on TV!
*JK looks at the T.V. screen that Paul is pointing to bolted on a tray in the top corner of the room*
JK: That’s traditional Japanese wrestling Paul, Sumo.
Paul: Really? That’s sumo wrestling?
Jasmine: Yeah
Paul: Damn, I just thought these guys hadn’t heard of weight watchers before.
*SLAP!*
Paul: OWWWWWWW! STOP HITTING ME THERE!
Jasmine: Well start showing some respect!
JK: Guys, Calm down! Paul, be careful of what you say because I don’t want to be pulling you out of some sort of trouble while we’re here. Jasmine, with your pregnancy it’s probably better if you don’t get too stressed out. So use this time to unwind, we have a full on week before the show so it ok?
*Jasmine shoots a sharp look at Paul before looking down, then up to JK’s face before smiling, giving him a hug and saying*
Jasmine: You’re right; I shouldn’t be stressed out about all this. After all it’s not my fault if Paul is an uncultured baboon.
Paul: You take that back!
JK: C’mon, try to get along this week. Every trip you two end up arguing about something, Townsville you were arguing over Paul ducking the stinger nets at the beach, New York you guys were arguing over why Paul should not have thrown that punch to the barman, and who could forget the incident at LAX?
*The promo goes back to yesterday, just like it did last week, the date and time flashes up at the bottom of the screen, Tuesday 5th of May. Paul and Jasmine are waiting in the foyer as JK returns from the Desk, tickets in hand*
JK: Got ‘em lets head off.
*The gang of three walk down into the security area, where the entire GIW roster heading off to Tokyo can be seen lining up for ‘special’ security screenings which seem to take longer than regular security screenings*
Paul: Oh God damn it!! Why do we have to wait longer??
Jasmine: They want to make sure Ezekiel doesn’t have any fireballs with him on the plane.
JK: And since they discovered Tate had an Idea of brining C4 units inside light tubes, they beefed up security in the airport.
*Paul shakes his head in disgust*
Paul: I know a way of getting out of here...
Jasmine: Oh god...Jordan, please stop hi...
*Paul cuts Jasmine off with an obnoxious shout at the guards*
Paul: HEY SECRUITY GUYS! TERRORISTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DOWN THE HALLL!!!
*As all the security personnel start running down the hall, Paul jumps the queuing rope, ticket and luggage in hand and makes a huge sprint down the security area, setting off many metal detectors with his luggage full of general clothing, belts, and steel capped shoes. Jasmine looks slightly embarrassed due to everyone in the line looking at the two remaining Aussie rebels. JK can’t contain himself from laughing as Jasmine tries to hide her face*
Jasmine: This is so embarrassing. Why’d he have to do this?
JK: He’s Paul, what’d you expect? We better chase him down though, as funny as it is he might get arrested.
*JK and Jasmine run after Paul, JK accidentally knocking Tate into Gabby’s chest causing her to fall over under his weight. His chocolate covered face in utter shock at the close up of her boobs as Gabrielle and Diamond Jack Severino try with their entire mite together to lift the portly teen off her. After about two minutes of chasing the caught up with Paul at the boarding lounge as he is sitting in a nearby chair laughing about getting away with what he just did*
Paul: Good idea or what?
Jasmine: YOU UTTER IDIOT! WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING???
*JK looks slightly worried over Jasmines sudden anger*
JK: Jazz, your making a scene...
*Jasmine replies to JK in a sharp and authoritative tone*
Jasmine: Let him answer Jordan.
*Paul looks at her as if she is asking an obvious question, slightly smiling as he is talking to her*
Paul: Uh cutting the line? Duh...
*Jasmine looks as if she is about to knock Pauls front teeth right out of his head as two people in a security uniform come up to the trio. The one on the left points in Paul’s direction*
Security personnel #1: Did you make the call about terrorists?
Paul: Yeah and I can’t believe you fell for it!
Security personnel #2: You do realise that disrupting security checks in an airport is a federal crime right? You could be sent to jail for a long time.
*Paul looks confused and shocked as he hears the security officer telling him about the federal law of which he has just broken. Jasmine looks somewhat satisfied for Paul getting his comeuppance for his idiocy; JK on the other hand looks like he is thinking about helping his friend out. Finally he approaches the two security guards and addresses them in a calm tone*
JK: Look guys, can you please just leave him be? He got diagnosed with a mild form of Autism. He didn’t know what he was doing; he just thought it was a fun game. Please don’t blame him for something he can’t control.
Security personnel #1: Oh......wow.......we’re so sorry. Are you all related?
JK: Well, she isn’t blood related *JK points at Jasmine* she’s my wife, but yeah I’m his cousin, on his mum’s side.
Security personnel #2: Ok well if you will just let us wave you over with the metal detector wand and we’ll be on our way.
*The Security personnel give the sort of manual metal detecting to the trio before letting them into the departures lounge and walking back to the security check-out, leaving a slightly annoyed Jasmine and a laughing Paul & JK*
Paul: Autistic?
JK: It was either or telling them that you are an idiot, which would have probably got you thrown into jail anyway. You owe me mate!
*The scene returns to the Tokyo international airport with Jasmine looking like she had thought of a bad thought, and Paul re-living the humour of the inefficiency of the U.S. airport security. Phantom finally appears from out of the huddling mass of Families and GIW fans + superstars alike as JK breaks the silence between the four*
JK: Let’s just try to keep it civil until Sunday ok?
Paul: Whatever.
Jasmine: Ok.
*The ‘Achmed the Dead Terrorist’ ringtone goes off to notify JK of the Text message he has just received from Tsubie*
JK: Damn.
Jasmine: What’s going on Jordan?
JK: Tsubie’s cars broken down. We have to catch a cab, and I can only ask where is the toilet in Japanese.
*Paul can’t help but crack up at that*
Paul: Well lucky for you, someone here *Points to himself* can speak pure Japanese.
Jasmine: Wabiwabinikko is not Japanese! You just made that up when you got your Wasabi on a Nikko pen when we were on the plane.
*Paul looks frustrated at her, Jasmine looking somewhat triumphant*
Paul: It’s more than what you can say!
*Jasmine speaks in fluent Japanese, with the subtitles dubbing in the English lettering*
Jasmine: Actually I can speak almost exactly as the locals do here, Jealous much?
JK: So much for “Keeping it civil”. Paul, I think that might be a little bit more helpful than Wabiwabinikko, so she’s the translator for this trip.
Phantom: Ah, I see you are trying to solve the feuding between Jasmine and Paul JK?
*JK Turns to face phantom*
JK: Yeah, hopefully there won’t be too much between ‘em this week. And what are you doing here? Didn’t they ban you from the country after the XWA PPV here?
Phantom: No, that was Vietnam and Thailand.
*Out of the corner of his eye JK manages to catch a glimpse of Gabrielle and ‘Diamond’ Jack exiting the plane, he looks reminiscent, probably of the incident with Gabby & Tate. Finally he snaps out of his daydreaming*
JK: Gabby’s here, better say something after what happened with Tate...
Jasmine: We should wish her luck in her match.
*Paul looks confused at why she’s saying that*
Paul: But she’s Kiwi, she probably did a sheep in the toilet of the plane. It’s probably best that we avoid her for a little.
*JK shakes his head at Paul’s quote*
JK: Mate, the Reds-Auckland game was weeks ago, Reds walloped them.
Paul: So not P.C.?
JK: Yeah....
*Jasmine interjects herself into the conversation*
Jasmine: Paul, why don’t you go down to baggage claim, we’ll meet you there later.
*Paul looks a little dismissive of that Idea before Phantom speaks*
Phantom: There may be attractive ladies there Paul...
*Paul again adorns his trademark confused expression at what Phantom said*
JK: He means there might be hot Asian chicks there.
Paul: Later!
*Paul bolts down to baggage claim leaving JK and Phantom sort of laughing, and Jasmine absolutely shocked at how quick it took them to get rid of Paul*
Jasmine: How the.....?
JK: We’ve known Paul longer than you Jazz.
Phantom: That’s how we saved him from being mugged in Disneyworld when XWA opened for TNA.
Jasmine: Wow... *Jasmines focus goes back to Gabrielle as she is watching Hanson from behind one of the Palm trees*we probably better go let Gabby we’re pulling for her.
JK: Yeah, looks like she might leave if Hanson gets any closer
*The scene fades as JK, Phantom, and Jasmine approach Gabrielle and Diamond Jack as the scene changes to the ‘Disc Union’ music store in downtown Tokyo. JK and Paul are walking down to the CD store, a banner with the rising sun as its background and Japanese characters written on the front of it is hanging from the sun visa of the shop. Nerdy looking 20 year old men of both Japanese and American looks are lining outside of the shop, as are some very attractive Harashuku girls, two whom have grabbed Paul’s attention*
Paul: What’s with all the hot oriental chicks lining up outside?
JK: Dunno, but looks like it’s a massive wait for them all. Good thing we’re just here to buy CD’s.
*As the two open the doors to go in, a loud American fellow is heard shouting at the two Australians*
American: HEY YOUS! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER THAN US? IF YOU WANT A FRIGGEN AUTOGRAPH THEN GET IN THE BACK OF THE LINE!
*Paul turns to JK*
Paul: Can I please drop this guy? He’s asking for it!
JK: Last time you did that we were chased out of B.B.Kings in New York. Let me handle this.
*JK brings his attention back to the American*
JK: Mate, we are just going in to buy CD’s. Not for an autograph or anything. So just leave us be.
Paul: What was that for?
JK: Don’t know. We’ll have to find out.
Paul: Hey why isn’t Jazz or Phantom here anyway?
JK: Jasmine wanted some time away from you, and Phantom said he had some business to take care of.
*Before pushing the door open, Paul looks like he just had a thought. He stops JK going in to ask him the question*
Paul: Why are we here?
JK: Playing mate, got a call from DJS when we were in Hiroshima yesterday, he wants the band to play this for her. Thought doing that might make up for the whole “knocking Tate into Gabby” thing. It’s sort of like an opportunity to say sorry. And he also said that the instruments would be set up when we get there.
Paul: What’s the song?
JK: Don’t worry man; just play that drum beat I showed you for our first album that we didn’t use.
Paul: Ok dude
*JK and Paul push open the doors, as Paul finally sees what all the fuss outside is about. Inside is a desk only slightly elevated form the ground, at that table we see Gabrielle and Travis Roberts talking to some of the fans. Mary-Joanna is in the background, talking on her Cell phone for what must be something to do with GIW’s recent cancellation in the United States. Travis looks as if he is in hell; all the nerdy fan boys have surrounded him asking questions about some of his more famous matches, in an almost inaudible rabble. Gabby on the contrast looks like she is having the best time talking to the Harashuku girls about what one could assume is fashion due to how Gabrielle was motioning her hands, either that or sex. Either way, JK & Paul head over to Gabriel, but Paul is more interested in the Asian girls surrounding Gabby*
Paul: *In a whisper* dude......Phantom payed off......*can’t control volume of voice, starts shouting* HOT ASIAN CHICKS!!!!
JK: Mate....bit loud then...
*Everyone in the store is looking at the two, some of the fan boys are nodding and high fiving each other at some inaudible remarks. Gabby is smiling sort of at the sight of JK and Paul. The two approach her*
Gabby: Hey JK, Paul, what are you two doing here?
JK: Diamond Jack told us to come here; he wants us to play a song for you. We’ll just get set up over there.
Gabby: Wow, that’s so sweet of him a.....Paul! Let go of my leg!
Paul: What? Oh! That’s not me, Hanson’s videoing you up your kimono, that’s also why it’s sort of glowing in one area.
*Gabrielle looks down to see a video camera with a light attached going up her dress, with Hanson’s drawn on Rolex*
Gabby: HANSON!
Hanson: Ah dude, did you have to tell her???
*JK and Paul go over to another part of the store not too far from the table where a drum kit and a Gibson rising sun Xplorer guitar and Marshall Amp. JK goes and picks up the guitar as JK asks for someone for a Mic of some description, the worker comes back after a minute with a hands free microphone. JK puts on the Mic as the techno music coming through the P.A. system as JK plays the intro to ‘Cherry Pie’.
JK: She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good makes a grown man cry
Sweet Cherry Pie
Swingin' on the front porch
Swingin' on the lawn
Swingin' where we want
'Cause there ain't nobody home
Swingin' to the left
And swingin' to the right
If I think about baseball
I'll swing all night yea
Swingin' in the living room
Swingin' in the kitchen
Most folks don't 'cause
They're too busy bitchin'
Swingin' in there 'cause
She wanted me to feed her
So I mixed up the batter
And she licked the beater
I scream you scream
We all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie
Swingin' to the drums
Swingin' to guitar
Swingin' to the bass
In the back of my car
Ain't got money
Ain't got no gas
But we'll get where
We're goin' if we
Swing real fast
I scream you scream
We all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie, yeah, pie
Swing it! All night long,
Swing it!
Swingin the bathroom
Swingin' on the floor
Swingin' so hard
We forgot to lock the door
In walks her daddy
Standin' six foot four
He said you ain't gonna swing
With my daughter no more
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie
Sweet cherry pie
*the set ends as some of the crowd is cheering, others have not really paid attention, Gabrielle is starting to blush at the message that Diamond Jack has sent to her through Midday Oil. JK pulls the Microphone off, hands it back to the manager of the store before he and Paul say their goodbyes to Gabrielle and Travis Roberts. Afterwards they leave the store and start the walk back to their hotel*
Paul: Dude, THAT SONG ROCKED! Great guitar playing by the way.
JK: Thanks man, let’s hope I rock on Sunday, the two stipulations I have never been in before all thrown into one match, and I have an opportunity to be recognised as GIW’s youngest champion. I can’t let that by; I need to use my resourcefulness more so than ever before. I need this win for all my fans around the world. I need to solidify my presence in GIW.
*They continue walking down the street, in the background Phantom can be seen torturing Dave, who has followed GIW again to Japan for the pay per view, but this time wearing a GIW Staff T-shirt implying that he got a job as a graphics designer. Paul looks at JK*
Paul: Yeah I know hey? Its surreal, an Ironman match AND a table’s match, that’s going to be all hell broke loose. What do you think of the opponents? Was it Kingsley, that God dude, and that other ancient God dude?
JK: Almost mate, Cyanide’s not in it now because I pinned him last week. But these other two, there is going to be a couple of fucking huge battles at NHB, the main event is one, the Dragons Cave match, that Tower inferno match I think it was, and our match. Three guys, all fighting for a chance to go up against Moss Edwards, Serapis I have seen, he is good, undefeated I think, but yet almost every match he’s been in, he has been the underdog. This time he has the upper hand on at least one of us from his size and strength, so He might be training a bit less, although I doubt that, but here the “Spirit of the underdog” won’t apply as much for him. He is going to be a big challenge, but I think that I have made it clear in previous weeks that I absolutely love a challenge, I love being put into the corner, it gives me something to think a strategy for during the match, and as I proved in TWA’s resurrection two weeks ago, I think better when thinking on my feet, if I see an opportunity for a win, I take it!
*They reach the hotel and continue their conversation, they walk up to the big glass elevators, hit the ^ button and enter*
JK: And I just can’t wait to get my hands on Kingsley. After that stunt he pulled after my wedding, I just can’t forgive him for that, I want to hurt him, I want to hear his bones break as I send him through various objects, I want him to know the pain that went through me not knowing if Jazz was hurt or if the baby was fine. I want to see his blood gush from his body as I cut him deep with shards of wood, or anything sharp I can find under that ring. And just because I didn’t get my Bushfire match, doesn’t mean that I can’t light the tables on fire just to prove a point. If I could give Kingsley a message right now, it would be watch your fucking back mate, because I’ma coming for you, just to hurt you and make sure you can’t walk. I will be fighting until my last breath leaves my fucking body! I have an opportunity to demolish you once and for all Kingsley and guess what? Just like my other opportunities that I have tonight, I am not going to let this one slide right through my fingers, I have never been so sure of anything in my life, I want a war, I want blood, and most of all I want that damned space loon to never forget this night! Because tonight is the night I get to fulfil my deepest desires to make sure that Kingsley will be constantly afraid!
Paul: Damn dude, you are focused! Reckon you’ll leave any energy for your missus afterwards hey mate?
*JK Laughs at Pauls comment, but still maintains that flame in his eyes that tells you that this guy isn’t fooling around, he really wants this match, the passion emanating from his body*
JK: What do you think Paul?
*End Scene*
*The airport is filled with relatives shouting loudly at their families, spilling out of the plane and into the arrivals lounge, some of the people in this rabble are GIW superstars, some like Hiroshima are going to their families, while others are just looking for their names on the signs for the rent-a-car services to escort them to their hotels. A really fat lady of quite possibly Japanese decent is puffing and panting as she makes her way up the only slightly elevated ramp; to reveal a laughing Paul Cockatoo*
Paul: HAHAHA! LOOKS LIKE SOMEBODY’S SMUGLING GODZILLA BACK HOME! HAHAHA!
*Jasmine follows behind him and slaps him in the back of the head. Paul squints his eyes at the pain, before turning back to Jasmine*
Paul: OW! What was that for???
Jasmine: Shut up Paul, be more mindful of others feelings. God you’re worse than Hanson!
Paul: Ah, she’s Japanese, probably doesn’t even speak any English. Watch this, HEY FATTY BOOM BOOM!
*The Japanese woman turns around as Paul says that, looks at him for a few seconds, before smiling widely herself as she waves and nods to Paul*
Paul: See? What’d I tell ya? Not one word.
*Jasmine slaps him in the back of the head again, Paul holds the back of his head and mouths the word ‘ow’*
Jasmine: That proves nothing Paul!
*As the two continue to argue, we see JK coming off the plane talking on his mobile which he would have obviously just turned on, he hardly seems to notice his best friend and his wife arguing over another stupid comment Paul made about a tiny man in a business suit who had just come waddling past from the right of the screen*
JK: Yeah hey Tsubie, we just touched down man....you can if you want mate, otherwise I’m perfectly fine to just pick up a rental....oh, they stricter about car rentals here?.....well I’ll just hail a taxi if you too busy. Ok bro, at least I won’t have to hear Jazz argue with Paul about some other wisecrack remark he made about another person in the airport by myself....right.....yeah see you in three mate.
*JK Hangs up his phone, put’s it into his pocket, looks around the place to take it all in, he then heads back to stop Jasmine and Paul from killing each other, Jasmine looking quite annoyed, and Paul as confused as ever*
JK: Hey guys, we all set to head off?
Jasmine: Well I am, but I think the real question is, Is Paul ready to stop acting immature about the Japanese culture and people?
JK: What’d he say part from the fat chick crack, and that thing about the midget in the suit?
Paul: That was funny...he was like 3ft tall!
*Jasmine rolls her eyes at Paul’s blatant disrespect before turning back to JK and
Jasmine: That Japan has a lot of fat people in thongs.
Paul: They’re on TV!
*JK looks at the T.V. screen that Paul is pointing to bolted on a tray in the top corner of the room*
JK: That’s traditional Japanese wrestling Paul, Sumo.
Paul: Really? That’s sumo wrestling?
Jasmine: Yeah
Paul: Damn, I just thought these guys hadn’t heard of weight watchers before.
*SLAP!*
Paul: OWWWWWWW! STOP HITTING ME THERE!
Jasmine: Well start showing some respect!
JK: Guys, Calm down! Paul, be careful of what you say because I don’t want to be pulling you out of some sort of trouble while we’re here. Jasmine, with your pregnancy it’s probably better if you don’t get too stressed out. So use this time to unwind, we have a full on week before the show so it ok?
*Jasmine shoots a sharp look at Paul before looking down, then up to JK’s face before smiling, giving him a hug and saying*
Jasmine: You’re right; I shouldn’t be stressed out about all this. After all it’s not my fault if Paul is an uncultured baboon.
Paul: You take that back!
JK: C’mon, try to get along this week. Every trip you two end up arguing about something, Townsville you were arguing over Paul ducking the stinger nets at the beach, New York you guys were arguing over why Paul should not have thrown that punch to the barman, and who could forget the incident at LAX?
*The promo goes back to yesterday, just like it did last week, the date and time flashes up at the bottom of the screen, Tuesday 5th of May. Paul and Jasmine are waiting in the foyer as JK returns from the Desk, tickets in hand*
JK: Got ‘em lets head off.
*The gang of three walk down into the security area, where the entire GIW roster heading off to Tokyo can be seen lining up for ‘special’ security screenings which seem to take longer than regular security screenings*
Paul: Oh God damn it!! Why do we have to wait longer??
Jasmine: They want to make sure Ezekiel doesn’t have any fireballs with him on the plane.
JK: And since they discovered Tate had an Idea of brining C4 units inside light tubes, they beefed up security in the airport.
*Paul shakes his head in disgust*
Paul: I know a way of getting out of here...
Jasmine: Oh god...Jordan, please stop hi...
*Paul cuts Jasmine off with an obnoxious shout at the guards*
Paul: HEY SECRUITY GUYS! TERRORISTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DOWN THE HALLL!!!
*As all the security personnel start running down the hall, Paul jumps the queuing rope, ticket and luggage in hand and makes a huge sprint down the security area, setting off many metal detectors with his luggage full of general clothing, belts, and steel capped shoes. Jasmine looks slightly embarrassed due to everyone in the line looking at the two remaining Aussie rebels. JK can’t contain himself from laughing as Jasmine tries to hide her face*
Jasmine: This is so embarrassing. Why’d he have to do this?
JK: He’s Paul, what’d you expect? We better chase him down though, as funny as it is he might get arrested.
*JK and Jasmine run after Paul, JK accidentally knocking Tate into Gabby’s chest causing her to fall over under his weight. His chocolate covered face in utter shock at the close up of her boobs as Gabrielle and Diamond Jack Severino try with their entire mite together to lift the portly teen off her. After about two minutes of chasing the caught up with Paul at the boarding lounge as he is sitting in a nearby chair laughing about getting away with what he just did*
Paul: Good idea or what?
Jasmine: YOU UTTER IDIOT! WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING???
*JK looks slightly worried over Jasmines sudden anger*
JK: Jazz, your making a scene...
*Jasmine replies to JK in a sharp and authoritative tone*
Jasmine: Let him answer Jordan.
*Paul looks at her as if she is asking an obvious question, slightly smiling as he is talking to her*
Paul: Uh cutting the line? Duh...
*Jasmine looks as if she is about to knock Pauls front teeth right out of his head as two people in a security uniform come up to the trio. The one on the left points in Paul’s direction*
Security personnel #1: Did you make the call about terrorists?
Paul: Yeah and I can’t believe you fell for it!
Security personnel #2: You do realise that disrupting security checks in an airport is a federal crime right? You could be sent to jail for a long time.
*Paul looks confused and shocked as he hears the security officer telling him about the federal law of which he has just broken. Jasmine looks somewhat satisfied for Paul getting his comeuppance for his idiocy; JK on the other hand looks like he is thinking about helping his friend out. Finally he approaches the two security guards and addresses them in a calm tone*
JK: Look guys, can you please just leave him be? He got diagnosed with a mild form of Autism. He didn’t know what he was doing; he just thought it was a fun game. Please don’t blame him for something he can’t control.
Security personnel #1: Oh......wow.......we’re so sorry. Are you all related?
JK: Well, she isn’t blood related *JK points at Jasmine* she’s my wife, but yeah I’m his cousin, on his mum’s side.
Security personnel #2: Ok well if you will just let us wave you over with the metal detector wand and we’ll be on our way.
*The Security personnel give the sort of manual metal detecting to the trio before letting them into the departures lounge and walking back to the security check-out, leaving a slightly annoyed Jasmine and a laughing Paul & JK*
Paul: Autistic?
JK: It was either or telling them that you are an idiot, which would have probably got you thrown into jail anyway. You owe me mate!
*The scene returns to the Tokyo international airport with Jasmine looking like she had thought of a bad thought, and Paul re-living the humour of the inefficiency of the U.S. airport security. Phantom finally appears from out of the huddling mass of Families and GIW fans + superstars alike as JK breaks the silence between the four*
JK: Let’s just try to keep it civil until Sunday ok?
Paul: Whatever.
Jasmine: Ok.
*The ‘Achmed the Dead Terrorist’ ringtone goes off to notify JK of the Text message he has just received from Tsubie*
JK: Damn.
Jasmine: What’s going on Jordan?
JK: Tsubie’s cars broken down. We have to catch a cab, and I can only ask where is the toilet in Japanese.
*Paul can’t help but crack up at that*
Paul: Well lucky for you, someone here *Points to himself* can speak pure Japanese.
Jasmine: Wabiwabinikko is not Japanese! You just made that up when you got your Wasabi on a Nikko pen when we were on the plane.
*Paul looks frustrated at her, Jasmine looking somewhat triumphant*
Paul: It’s more than what you can say!
*Jasmine speaks in fluent Japanese, with the subtitles dubbing in the English lettering*
Jasmine: Actually I can speak almost exactly as the locals do here, Jealous much?
JK: So much for “Keeping it civil”. Paul, I think that might be a little bit more helpful than Wabiwabinikko, so she’s the translator for this trip.
Phantom: Ah, I see you are trying to solve the feuding between Jasmine and Paul JK?
*JK Turns to face phantom*
JK: Yeah, hopefully there won’t be too much between ‘em this week. And what are you doing here? Didn’t they ban you from the country after the XWA PPV here?
Phantom: No, that was Vietnam and Thailand.
*Out of the corner of his eye JK manages to catch a glimpse of Gabrielle and ‘Diamond’ Jack exiting the plane, he looks reminiscent, probably of the incident with Gabby & Tate. Finally he snaps out of his daydreaming*
JK: Gabby’s here, better say something after what happened with Tate...
Jasmine: We should wish her luck in her match.
*Paul looks confused at why she’s saying that*
Paul: But she’s Kiwi, she probably did a sheep in the toilet of the plane. It’s probably best that we avoid her for a little.
*JK shakes his head at Paul’s quote*
JK: Mate, the Reds-Auckland game was weeks ago, Reds walloped them.
Paul: So not P.C.?
JK: Yeah....
*Jasmine interjects herself into the conversation*
Jasmine: Paul, why don’t you go down to baggage claim, we’ll meet you there later.
*Paul looks a little dismissive of that Idea before Phantom speaks*
Phantom: There may be attractive ladies there Paul...
*Paul again adorns his trademark confused expression at what Phantom said*
JK: He means there might be hot Asian chicks there.
Paul: Later!
*Paul bolts down to baggage claim leaving JK and Phantom sort of laughing, and Jasmine absolutely shocked at how quick it took them to get rid of Paul*
Jasmine: How the.....?
JK: We’ve known Paul longer than you Jazz.
Phantom: That’s how we saved him from being mugged in Disneyworld when XWA opened for TNA.
Jasmine: Wow... *Jasmines focus goes back to Gabrielle as she is watching Hanson from behind one of the Palm trees*we probably better go let Gabby we’re pulling for her.
JK: Yeah, looks like she might leave if Hanson gets any closer
*The scene fades as JK, Phantom, and Jasmine approach Gabrielle and Diamond Jack as the scene changes to the ‘Disc Union’ music store in downtown Tokyo. JK and Paul are walking down to the CD store, a banner with the rising sun as its background and Japanese characters written on the front of it is hanging from the sun visa of the shop. Nerdy looking 20 year old men of both Japanese and American looks are lining outside of the shop, as are some very attractive Harashuku girls, two whom have grabbed Paul’s attention*
Paul: What’s with all the hot oriental chicks lining up outside?
JK: Dunno, but looks like it’s a massive wait for them all. Good thing we’re just here to buy CD’s.
*As the two open the doors to go in, a loud American fellow is heard shouting at the two Australians*
American: HEY YOUS! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU’RE BETTER THAN US? IF YOU WANT A FRIGGEN AUTOGRAPH THEN GET IN THE BACK OF THE LINE!
*Paul turns to JK*
Paul: Can I please drop this guy? He’s asking for it!
JK: Last time you did that we were chased out of B.B.Kings in New York. Let me handle this.
*JK brings his attention back to the American*
JK: Mate, we are just going in to buy CD’s. Not for an autograph or anything. So just leave us be.
Paul: What was that for?
JK: Don’t know. We’ll have to find out.
Paul: Hey why isn’t Jazz or Phantom here anyway?
JK: Jasmine wanted some time away from you, and Phantom said he had some business to take care of.
*Before pushing the door open, Paul looks like he just had a thought. He stops JK going in to ask him the question*
Paul: Why are we here?
JK: Playing mate, got a call from DJS when we were in Hiroshima yesterday, he wants the band to play this for her. Thought doing that might make up for the whole “knocking Tate into Gabby” thing. It’s sort of like an opportunity to say sorry. And he also said that the instruments would be set up when we get there.
Paul: What’s the song?
JK: Don’t worry man; just play that drum beat I showed you for our first album that we didn’t use.
Paul: Ok dude
*JK and Paul push open the doors, as Paul finally sees what all the fuss outside is about. Inside is a desk only slightly elevated form the ground, at that table we see Gabrielle and Travis Roberts talking to some of the fans. Mary-Joanna is in the background, talking on her Cell phone for what must be something to do with GIW’s recent cancellation in the United States. Travis looks as if he is in hell; all the nerdy fan boys have surrounded him asking questions about some of his more famous matches, in an almost inaudible rabble. Gabby on the contrast looks like she is having the best time talking to the Harashuku girls about what one could assume is fashion due to how Gabrielle was motioning her hands, either that or sex. Either way, JK & Paul head over to Gabriel, but Paul is more interested in the Asian girls surrounding Gabby*
Paul: *In a whisper* dude......Phantom payed off......*can’t control volume of voice, starts shouting* HOT ASIAN CHICKS!!!!
JK: Mate....bit loud then...
*Everyone in the store is looking at the two, some of the fan boys are nodding and high fiving each other at some inaudible remarks. Gabby is smiling sort of at the sight of JK and Paul. The two approach her*
Gabby: Hey JK, Paul, what are you two doing here?
JK: Diamond Jack told us to come here; he wants us to play a song for you. We’ll just get set up over there.
Gabby: Wow, that’s so sweet of him a.....Paul! Let go of my leg!
Paul: What? Oh! That’s not me, Hanson’s videoing you up your kimono, that’s also why it’s sort of glowing in one area.
*Gabrielle looks down to see a video camera with a light attached going up her dress, with Hanson’s drawn on Rolex*
Gabby: HANSON!
Hanson: Ah dude, did you have to tell her???
*JK and Paul go over to another part of the store not too far from the table where a drum kit and a Gibson rising sun Xplorer guitar and Marshall Amp. JK goes and picks up the guitar as JK asks for someone for a Mic of some description, the worker comes back after a minute with a hands free microphone. JK puts on the Mic as the techno music coming through the P.A. system as JK plays the intro to ‘Cherry Pie’.
JK: She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good makes a grown man cry
Sweet Cherry Pie
Swingin' on the front porch
Swingin' on the lawn
Swingin' where we want
'Cause there ain't nobody home
Swingin' to the left
And swingin' to the right
If I think about baseball
I'll swing all night yea
Swingin' in the living room
Swingin' in the kitchen
Most folks don't 'cause
They're too busy bitchin'
Swingin' in there 'cause
She wanted me to feed her
So I mixed up the batter
And she licked the beater
I scream you scream
We all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie
Swingin' to the drums
Swingin' to guitar
Swingin' to the bass
In the back of my car
Ain't got money
Ain't got no gas
But we'll get where
We're goin' if we
Swing real fast
I scream you scream
We all scream for her
Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie, yeah, pie
Swing it! All night long,
Swing it!
Swingin the bathroom
Swingin' on the floor
Swingin' so hard
We forgot to lock the door
In walks her daddy
Standin' six foot four
He said you ain't gonna swing
With my daughter no more
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Sweet cherry pie oh yea
She's my cherry pie
Put a smile on your face
Ten miles wide
Looks so good
Bring a tear to your eye
Sweet cherry pie
Sweet cherry pie
*the set ends as some of the crowd is cheering, others have not really paid attention, Gabrielle is starting to blush at the message that Diamond Jack has sent to her through Midday Oil. JK pulls the Microphone off, hands it back to the manager of the store before he and Paul say their goodbyes to Gabrielle and Travis Roberts. Afterwards they leave the store and start the walk back to their hotel*
Paul: Dude, THAT SONG ROCKED! Great guitar playing by the way.
JK: Thanks man, let’s hope I rock on Sunday, the two stipulations I have never been in before all thrown into one match, and I have an opportunity to be recognised as GIW’s youngest champion. I can’t let that by; I need to use my resourcefulness more so than ever before. I need this win for all my fans around the world. I need to solidify my presence in GIW.
*They continue walking down the street, in the background Phantom can be seen torturing Dave, who has followed GIW again to Japan for the pay per view, but this time wearing a GIW Staff T-shirt implying that he got a job as a graphics designer. Paul looks at JK*
Paul: Yeah I know hey? Its surreal, an Ironman match AND a table’s match, that’s going to be all hell broke loose. What do you think of the opponents? Was it Kingsley, that God dude, and that other ancient God dude?
JK: Almost mate, Cyanide’s not in it now because I pinned him last week. But these other two, there is going to be a couple of fucking huge battles at NHB, the main event is one, the Dragons Cave match, that Tower inferno match I think it was, and our match. Three guys, all fighting for a chance to go up against Moss Edwards, Serapis I have seen, he is good, undefeated I think, but yet almost every match he’s been in, he has been the underdog. This time he has the upper hand on at least one of us from his size and strength, so He might be training a bit less, although I doubt that, but here the “Spirit of the underdog” won’t apply as much for him. He is going to be a big challenge, but I think that I have made it clear in previous weeks that I absolutely love a challenge, I love being put into the corner, it gives me something to think a strategy for during the match, and as I proved in TWA’s resurrection two weeks ago, I think better when thinking on my feet, if I see an opportunity for a win, I take it!
*They reach the hotel and continue their conversation, they walk up to the big glass elevators, hit the ^ button and enter*
JK: And I just can’t wait to get my hands on Kingsley. After that stunt he pulled after my wedding, I just can’t forgive him for that, I want to hurt him, I want to hear his bones break as I send him through various objects, I want him to know the pain that went through me not knowing if Jazz was hurt or if the baby was fine. I want to see his blood gush from his body as I cut him deep with shards of wood, or anything sharp I can find under that ring. And just because I didn’t get my Bushfire match, doesn’t mean that I can’t light the tables on fire just to prove a point. If I could give Kingsley a message right now, it would be watch your fucking back mate, because I’ma coming for you, just to hurt you and make sure you can’t walk. I will be fighting until my last breath leaves my fucking body! I have an opportunity to demolish you once and for all Kingsley and guess what? Just like my other opportunities that I have tonight, I am not going to let this one slide right through my fingers, I have never been so sure of anything in my life, I want a war, I want blood, and most of all I want that damned space loon to never forget this night! Because tonight is the night I get to fulfil my deepest desires to make sure that Kingsley will be constantly afraid!
Paul: Damn dude, you are focused! Reckon you’ll leave any energy for your missus afterwards hey mate?
*JK Laughs at Pauls comment, but still maintains that flame in his eyes that tells you that this guy isn’t fooling around, he really wants this match, the passion emanating from his body*
JK: What do you think Paul?
*End Scene*
