Post by 'The Cyclone' JK on Jul 30, 2009 4:31:50 GMT -5
Pre-recorded voice: You’re listening to Mh.....Mh......Mh.Mh.Mix 106.3, the North’s favourite Radio! Becky and Natar in the morning.
*A Generic pop beat is heard pumping through as the backing track to the radio station’s breakfast show. The screen still remains black. It’s an Audio. Duh!*
Natar: Hey everyone, welcome back to the show. That was Michael Jackson’s “Bad” as requested by Mark in Innisvale.
Becky: That was an awesome song, never gets old. I want to listen to it over and over again.
Natar: But if we do that, we will be labelled as a Michael Jackson station; and given all those lawsuits, I don’t think we can afford to have that.
Becky: That’s true. Up next though is something that Michael would be interested in, GIW’s Resident Australian, JK, has graciously taken the time out of his busy schedule to call in from his home in Los Angeles for an interview with us this morning. JK good morning.
*No answer, small dial tone can be heard in the background*
Natar: JK, are you there?
*silence*
Natar: Well it seems as if JK has been disconnected, we’ll try to ring him.
*the noises that come from the phone when a number is being punched in is heard. The phone begins to ring and after four or five rings a muffled voice is heard*
Voice: You got JK.....
Becky: Good morning JK, are you ready for your interview?
*There is a pause*
JK: Interview?
Becky: You’re on the Breakfast show on Mix 106.3
*Another pause*
JK: That was today?!?
Natar: Uh yeah, we sent you an Email about it two weeks ago.
JK: Yeah I know, but I thought you meant the morning in American time, its 11 at night here! But you got me up, so might as well do it now.
Becky: Ok, well the results to the house show were posted on the GIW site as they were the only GIW house shows to have occurred; first things first, why were you absent at the final house show last week?
JK: Had a Midday Oil recording session to attend to. I let the board know I couldn’t re-schedule and they said it was fine and to just come back when I had time.
Becky: And what about in your match in the first House show, what did you think when you got the win over your own partner?
*JK can be heard laughing at this*
JK: Funnily enough, with all the Chaos and shit, I had no idea who I was pinning; it could have been the old cancer dude for all I knew. In fact I didn’t find out I pinned him until that part was loaded onto YouTube by McSkinny I think it was....or some dude in thick 80’s glasses anyway.
Natar: What do you think of your next opponents?
JK: To be honest, all I know is that they usually show up drunk, so they should be easy enough, but Paul thought of a way to get them to go down easier. Reckons we need to get laxatives into them somehow.
*There is a little silence while the underlying pop pulse continues*
Natar: Where’d he get an Idea like that?
JK: The first Mr. Bean film I suspect. He has a thing for that film. Same thing with Spaceballs I presume.
Becky: Is this where he gets most ideas? I’m sure you remember the incident back when you were with TWA and Paul ruined an expensive painting in the local university where you were fighting and decided to replace it with a poster?
*Again JK laughs*
JK: Man that was a fun Pay per view!
Natar: What do you have to say about the accusations that you faked your recent arm injury to head off to southern Chile?
*silence*
JK: What?
Natar: There is a rumour going around that you weren’t actually injured and that it was a cover up for a trip to Southern South America.
*More silence*
JK: Where the fuck did that start?
Becky: Please, don’t swear JK, there are kids listening in.
JK: Ok, where DID it all start then?
Becky: A man under the username of Vive-La-France on PWInsider
JK:*mumbled* Javert....
Natar: What was that?
JK: Nothing, nothing, I know the guy who spread that rumour. He does anything within his power to take my career down the tubes. Don’t pay attention to him.
Becky: Alright, well that’s all the time we have for today, JK, thank you so much for calling in....
*JK interjects*
JK: Calling in?? You woke me up!
Becky: Thanks again JK, pleasure having you on the show, please listeners, stay tuned for the lunch hour with Synergy and Bill.
*A scene finally pops up on the screen; we join in on Midday Oil out at a local fast food joint. Judging by the awkward silence, we can assume that it is after their encounter with the Tag team Champions, Ted, Nigga General, the Asian hostages, and Beauty. Paul in such a state that he is shaking enough for all the lettuce to fall out of his cheese burger*
Paul: There was a naked................guy eating................cereal...........
*JK just looking down at his soda*
JK: what was with the Manatee?
Paul: Mate; that was a Walrus!
JK: Where were the tusks???
*Paul shrugs, still shaking vigorously*
Paul: Female Walrus?
*Jasmine’s voice is quieter than usual, she is just able to let out a mumble*
Jasmine: Where are they going to get a female Walrus Paul?
Paul: And where are they going to get a Manatee???
Jasmine: Good Point.........
JK: And what was with that black guy attacking those Asians?
Paul: Maybe he offered to love them *Paul makes a bad Asian accent at this part* rong taime and they’re just Kinky?
*Jasmine takes a sip of her drink before muttering at Paul*
Jasmine: Stop teasing people who look or sound different to you Paul....
JK: Well, we’d better get ready for the match this week. We’re facing those weirdos.
Paul: D’you think that the Laxatives worked?
JK: We’ll have to wait and see man.
*As the trio get up to leave, two men who look seemingly enough like tourists jump up as well. One of them catches JK’s eye, flashes some sort of badge and beckons him over. JK notices who this man is and is about to head over to them*
Jasmine: Where are you going Jordan?
JK: Just remembered, have some work to do for GIW. I’ll meet up with you guys at Nicks later.
*Paul and Jasmine head off to Nicks as JK approaches the two men who have beckoned him over. The badge the man had shown him lay glistening, still covered by his hand. JK had only ever seen that badge once before in his life. This was a high ranking member of the order. They usually don’t come for junior members like JK, unless it was of a matter of grave importance*
Man #1: you are Agent #24601 correct?
JK: Yes. I am Agent 24601, and under decree number 54 of the Order’s oath, I say we move from this public setting so as to not be monitored.
Man #2: Smart kid, we have a hideout in the Los Angeles area, follow us.
*JK follows the two Order members into the bustling streets of LA. It is a glorious summer afternoon, the sun is shining brightly, tourists are walking up and down the streets, the temperature is at 90 degrees Fahrenheit, and there is a sweet smell of summer drifting through the clam winds. They walk for several minutes before arriving at an abandoned movie theatre, its windows and doors boarded up as to not let any air or light into the building*
JK: How are we going to get in?
Man #2: Leave that to us.
*The first man walks up to the nearest boarded door, and presses his thumb on one of the knots towards the middle. A green light emanates from behind the wood planks as they drop away to reveal a doorway into the building. The two men enter first and JK follows suit. As soon as he has fully entered the door shuts behind him. Lights instantly turn themselves on, to reveal a huge circular stone room. Huge flat screen TV’s in the back of the room show maps of every continent in the globe, some with red markers on them, coming up with new flashes of information every now and then. There is a long rectangular table with several chairs surrounding its edges. JK thinks quickly before he realises where he is. This was the headquarters for the entire Order, not just a local HQ, the real thing! And it didn’t take him long to realise who was sitting in the chair turned away from him right at the end of the table, that was Agent #1*
Man#1: Sir! We have agent 24601!
Agent #1: Thank-you agent 23.
Man#2: Will you require us for the rest of this meeting?
Agent #1: No agent 25, your services are no longer required for today.
*Agents 23 and 25 exit the building leaving agent #1, JK, and a couple of background agents who are busy gathering information, so we won’t cover them much*
Agent #1: So, 24601, I understand that you have located our target. He has been a thorn in the side of the Order for quite some time you know.
JK: Yes, he is based in Southern Chile. Agent Javert.
Agent #1: Yes, and speaking of this information, I must talk to you about your recent radio interview; you almost blew our whole cover!
JK: Look, I admit that he almost got us, but I got out of the question unscathed and my cover unblown. People still think that the arm injury was real, even Nick still wants to check how my arm’s healing an.....
*Number 1 cuts him off*
Agent #1: Even so, we must make sure that he is taken care of! We can’t have him exposing all our plans for future attacks on La Révolution des Tigres clan. They could plan a counter strike against us.
JK: So what do you want me to do?
*there is a slight pause, we can hear the computer from behind beeping every time some new information has popped up*
Agent #1: Isn’t it obvious? You, Agent 24601, must KILL JAVERT!
*JK is absolutely speechless, he had never taken a life before, and now he had to take the life of an enemy agent to protect others from possible harm. He was conflicted between his two major beliefs, never to kill, and to defend the innocent. It was his silence that sparked Agent 1 to speak*
Agent #1: You were discovered, you brought this on yourself. Goodbye Agent 24601, I will send agents to check in on you every now and then.
*JK leaves the room through the back, coming out into the busy Los Angeles streets. From what he knows, Nicks isn’t too far away from where he is right now, so he opts to walk rather than hail a taxi, his head swimming with thoughts of his meeting with the leader of the Order. Even though he hated Javert with his entire heart, he had never wished any harm over him. But when he joined the Order, he was told that he had to obey orders; if he didn’t there would be disastrous consequences. He finally reaches Nick’s weight centre. He enters to see Paul ogling the aerobics teenagers in the separate room from the main one through the window; Jasmine was looking to join the aerobics class after she gave birth to JK’s daughter. Jasmine was the first to realise JK had entered, she calls Paul over, but he merely says “mhh”, waves his hand, and continues to stare at the teenage girls stretching. Jasmine rolls her eyes and heads over towards JK*
Jasmine: What took you so long Jordan?
JK: I was.......I was..........never mind.
*JK still looks extremely shocked, and even unnerved by the whole ordeal just moments before. Jasmine seems to pick up on this*
Jasmine: What’s wrong?
JK: Nothing, let’s........let’s just get Paul ready for the drunks. I’ll spar with him in the ring so that I’m ready too.
*End Scene*
*A Generic pop beat is heard pumping through as the backing track to the radio station’s breakfast show. The screen still remains black. It’s an Audio. Duh!*
Natar: Hey everyone, welcome back to the show. That was Michael Jackson’s “Bad” as requested by Mark in Innisvale.
Becky: That was an awesome song, never gets old. I want to listen to it over and over again.
Natar: But if we do that, we will be labelled as a Michael Jackson station; and given all those lawsuits, I don’t think we can afford to have that.
Becky: That’s true. Up next though is something that Michael would be interested in, GIW’s Resident Australian, JK, has graciously taken the time out of his busy schedule to call in from his home in Los Angeles for an interview with us this morning. JK good morning.
*No answer, small dial tone can be heard in the background*
Natar: JK, are you there?
*silence*
Natar: Well it seems as if JK has been disconnected, we’ll try to ring him.
*the noises that come from the phone when a number is being punched in is heard. The phone begins to ring and after four or five rings a muffled voice is heard*
Voice: You got JK.....
Becky: Good morning JK, are you ready for your interview?
*There is a pause*
JK: Interview?
Becky: You’re on the Breakfast show on Mix 106.3
*Another pause*
JK: That was today?!?
Natar: Uh yeah, we sent you an Email about it two weeks ago.
JK: Yeah I know, but I thought you meant the morning in American time, its 11 at night here! But you got me up, so might as well do it now.
Becky: Ok, well the results to the house show were posted on the GIW site as they were the only GIW house shows to have occurred; first things first, why were you absent at the final house show last week?
JK: Had a Midday Oil recording session to attend to. I let the board know I couldn’t re-schedule and they said it was fine and to just come back when I had time.
Becky: And what about in your match in the first House show, what did you think when you got the win over your own partner?
*JK can be heard laughing at this*
JK: Funnily enough, with all the Chaos and shit, I had no idea who I was pinning; it could have been the old cancer dude for all I knew. In fact I didn’t find out I pinned him until that part was loaded onto YouTube by McSkinny I think it was....or some dude in thick 80’s glasses anyway.
Natar: What do you think of your next opponents?
JK: To be honest, all I know is that they usually show up drunk, so they should be easy enough, but Paul thought of a way to get them to go down easier. Reckons we need to get laxatives into them somehow.
*There is a little silence while the underlying pop pulse continues*
Natar: Where’d he get an Idea like that?
JK: The first Mr. Bean film I suspect. He has a thing for that film. Same thing with Spaceballs I presume.
Becky: Is this where he gets most ideas? I’m sure you remember the incident back when you were with TWA and Paul ruined an expensive painting in the local university where you were fighting and decided to replace it with a poster?
*Again JK laughs*
JK: Man that was a fun Pay per view!
Natar: What do you have to say about the accusations that you faked your recent arm injury to head off to southern Chile?
*silence*
JK: What?
Natar: There is a rumour going around that you weren’t actually injured and that it was a cover up for a trip to Southern South America.
*More silence*
JK: Where the fuck did that start?
Becky: Please, don’t swear JK, there are kids listening in.
JK: Ok, where DID it all start then?
Becky: A man under the username of Vive-La-France on PWInsider
JK:*mumbled* Javert....
Natar: What was that?
JK: Nothing, nothing, I know the guy who spread that rumour. He does anything within his power to take my career down the tubes. Don’t pay attention to him.
Becky: Alright, well that’s all the time we have for today, JK, thank you so much for calling in....
*JK interjects*
JK: Calling in?? You woke me up!
Becky: Thanks again JK, pleasure having you on the show, please listeners, stay tuned for the lunch hour with Synergy and Bill.
*A scene finally pops up on the screen; we join in on Midday Oil out at a local fast food joint. Judging by the awkward silence, we can assume that it is after their encounter with the Tag team Champions, Ted, Nigga General, the Asian hostages, and Beauty. Paul in such a state that he is shaking enough for all the lettuce to fall out of his cheese burger*
Paul: There was a naked................guy eating................cereal...........
*JK just looking down at his soda*
JK: what was with the Manatee?
Paul: Mate; that was a Walrus!
JK: Where were the tusks???
*Paul shrugs, still shaking vigorously*
Paul: Female Walrus?
*Jasmine’s voice is quieter than usual, she is just able to let out a mumble*
Jasmine: Where are they going to get a female Walrus Paul?
Paul: And where are they going to get a Manatee???
Jasmine: Good Point.........
JK: And what was with that black guy attacking those Asians?
Paul: Maybe he offered to love them *Paul makes a bad Asian accent at this part* rong taime and they’re just Kinky?
*Jasmine takes a sip of her drink before muttering at Paul*
Jasmine: Stop teasing people who look or sound different to you Paul....
JK: Well, we’d better get ready for the match this week. We’re facing those weirdos.
Paul: D’you think that the Laxatives worked?
JK: We’ll have to wait and see man.
*As the trio get up to leave, two men who look seemingly enough like tourists jump up as well. One of them catches JK’s eye, flashes some sort of badge and beckons him over. JK notices who this man is and is about to head over to them*
Jasmine: Where are you going Jordan?
JK: Just remembered, have some work to do for GIW. I’ll meet up with you guys at Nicks later.
*Paul and Jasmine head off to Nicks as JK approaches the two men who have beckoned him over. The badge the man had shown him lay glistening, still covered by his hand. JK had only ever seen that badge once before in his life. This was a high ranking member of the order. They usually don’t come for junior members like JK, unless it was of a matter of grave importance*
Man #1: you are Agent #24601 correct?
JK: Yes. I am Agent 24601, and under decree number 54 of the Order’s oath, I say we move from this public setting so as to not be monitored.
Man #2: Smart kid, we have a hideout in the Los Angeles area, follow us.
*JK follows the two Order members into the bustling streets of LA. It is a glorious summer afternoon, the sun is shining brightly, tourists are walking up and down the streets, the temperature is at 90 degrees Fahrenheit, and there is a sweet smell of summer drifting through the clam winds. They walk for several minutes before arriving at an abandoned movie theatre, its windows and doors boarded up as to not let any air or light into the building*
JK: How are we going to get in?
Man #2: Leave that to us.
*The first man walks up to the nearest boarded door, and presses his thumb on one of the knots towards the middle. A green light emanates from behind the wood planks as they drop away to reveal a doorway into the building. The two men enter first and JK follows suit. As soon as he has fully entered the door shuts behind him. Lights instantly turn themselves on, to reveal a huge circular stone room. Huge flat screen TV’s in the back of the room show maps of every continent in the globe, some with red markers on them, coming up with new flashes of information every now and then. There is a long rectangular table with several chairs surrounding its edges. JK thinks quickly before he realises where he is. This was the headquarters for the entire Order, not just a local HQ, the real thing! And it didn’t take him long to realise who was sitting in the chair turned away from him right at the end of the table, that was Agent #1*
Man#1: Sir! We have agent 24601!
Agent #1: Thank-you agent 23.
Man#2: Will you require us for the rest of this meeting?
Agent #1: No agent 25, your services are no longer required for today.
*Agents 23 and 25 exit the building leaving agent #1, JK, and a couple of background agents who are busy gathering information, so we won’t cover them much*
Agent #1: So, 24601, I understand that you have located our target. He has been a thorn in the side of the Order for quite some time you know.
JK: Yes, he is based in Southern Chile. Agent Javert.
Agent #1: Yes, and speaking of this information, I must talk to you about your recent radio interview; you almost blew our whole cover!
JK: Look, I admit that he almost got us, but I got out of the question unscathed and my cover unblown. People still think that the arm injury was real, even Nick still wants to check how my arm’s healing an.....
*Number 1 cuts him off*
Agent #1: Even so, we must make sure that he is taken care of! We can’t have him exposing all our plans for future attacks on La Révolution des Tigres clan. They could plan a counter strike against us.
JK: So what do you want me to do?
*there is a slight pause, we can hear the computer from behind beeping every time some new information has popped up*
Agent #1: Isn’t it obvious? You, Agent 24601, must KILL JAVERT!
*JK is absolutely speechless, he had never taken a life before, and now he had to take the life of an enemy agent to protect others from possible harm. He was conflicted between his two major beliefs, never to kill, and to defend the innocent. It was his silence that sparked Agent 1 to speak*
Agent #1: You were discovered, you brought this on yourself. Goodbye Agent 24601, I will send agents to check in on you every now and then.
*JK leaves the room through the back, coming out into the busy Los Angeles streets. From what he knows, Nicks isn’t too far away from where he is right now, so he opts to walk rather than hail a taxi, his head swimming with thoughts of his meeting with the leader of the Order. Even though he hated Javert with his entire heart, he had never wished any harm over him. But when he joined the Order, he was told that he had to obey orders; if he didn’t there would be disastrous consequences. He finally reaches Nick’s weight centre. He enters to see Paul ogling the aerobics teenagers in the separate room from the main one through the window; Jasmine was looking to join the aerobics class after she gave birth to JK’s daughter. Jasmine was the first to realise JK had entered, she calls Paul over, but he merely says “mhh”, waves his hand, and continues to stare at the teenage girls stretching. Jasmine rolls her eyes and heads over towards JK*
Jasmine: What took you so long Jordan?
JK: I was.......I was..........never mind.
*JK still looks extremely shocked, and even unnerved by the whole ordeal just moments before. Jasmine seems to pick up on this*
Jasmine: What’s wrong?
JK: Nothing, let’s........let’s just get Paul ready for the drunks. I’ll spar with him in the ring so that I’m ready too.
*End Scene*
, this might be something that deeply disturbs the trio...