Post by T-Robosaurus Rex on Feb 3, 2009 9:36:15 GMT -5
[The View is of GiW Headquarters. We're not talking about a sky-rise, or a place on Sunset. In fact the only thing that signifies this to be the offices of GiW is a plaque on the wall that reads:
We see a man dressed all in leather, with a leather biking hat, and dark glasses go to the door, he clearly presses the buzzer marked B. he looks up to a small camera and waves whilst uttering "Coo Eee!" The door buzzes open and the gentlemen skips in.
A split second later a black car pulls up outside of the door. A Little yellow head can be seen just peering over the steering wheel as it tries to parallel park. Eventually after much manoeuvring the car comes to a stop. The driver’s door opens and we see eD cASe climb down from a booster seat after unstrapping two blocks of wood from his feet]
eD - "Do you know how humiliating this is Travis...the cars hardly been 'modified' for me to drive you around in..>"
[Travis steps out of the passengers side door, he takes one last drag of his pre-rolled cigarette and stubs it out underneath his boot. He looks the building up and down, and without turning to eD responds]
Travis - "You fired the driver. Travis Roberts does not drive, he was born to be driven"
eD - "You can't afford a Driver...you can barely afford the gas at todays prices! This is Humiliating..."
[As eD was flapping his arms about in the middle of the street, a motorcycle did not see our furry three foot friend until two late. It swerves just before missing eD who stands frozen in shock, but only for a moment as behind he hears a screech and turns to see a Bus, who's driver cannot see our pint sized hero, coming directly for him after swerving to avoid the bike. Our little yellow friend dives across the bonnet of the car, as the bus screeches to a halt just past the car, he lands on the floor to Travis' side, he sits up and his eyes lock into the middle distance and he starts muttering...]
eD - "Like...'The Street'...when Cookie got the tour bus keys....he was high on 'Oreo's...the carnage...Oscar was never the same..."
[Travis looks down, oblivious to the events of the last 40 seconds, and gives eD a quizzical look]
Travis - "Blessed I am, but there is no need to worship a 'The Headliners' feet. Get your fury butt up..."
[eD looks up at Travis, and shakes himself clear. he stands and walks towards the door, presses the Buzzer, and jumps so the camera can see him. The buzzer goes and eD opens the door. Travis pauses before he goes in and looks at the plaque]
Travis - "Don't you know someone named DJ?"
eD - "Huh?"
Travis - "Nevermind. So this is the Headquarters of the Company that wants "The Blessed One" To grace it's...narrow corridors? Travis Roberts has gotta admit, turning this place into a successful franchise would be his biggest acheivment. They've already shown they are ambitious, and they haven't gone for the washed up stars of Yesteryear, they have shown true vision in pleading with "The Headliner" to take them to the very highest level attainable! The 'TWiSTeD High Commander'is the highest grade of wrestler. Lets see how they want to make use of this precious commodity..."
[Travis and eD step into a small reception with a smartly dressed young man at the desk. Travis frowns and lets eD approach the desk]
Rob - "Howdy, I'm Rob, I'm the Intern here at Global Impact Wrestling, how can I help you'
eD - " eD cASe and Travis Roberts here to see Ms Costello about "The Blessed One" joining GiW."
[eD motions to travis, who has slouched into a chair and pulled a copy of 'New Scientist' off the coffee table and begins leafing through the pages. he looks over his glasses and raises his hand towards Rob]
Rob - "The Blessed One...hmmmm...nope, you don't seem to have appointment..."
eD- "'The Blessed One' Travis Roberts..."
Rob - "Roberts....Roberts...Ah Travbus Roberts...yes, whoops a little typo there, seriously I am the king of Typo's! I told them they need to get me out on the field, get me interviewing the stars..."
[Travis on hearing his name misspelled rises from his chair]
Rob - "Well Mr Roberts, I'm sure you'll love the GiW family, the guys here are always willing to show the new guys the ropes..."
Travis - "That’s funny kid! Travis likes a sense of humour. As you know, "The Headliner" won't need help 'learning the ropes', nor is there any ring rust on 'The Blessed One'. If Global Impact Wrestling is lucky, maybe Travis Roberts will make stars of your roster, get their names in lights. If the company can fulfill the needs of The Blessed One that is...."
Rob - "Erm...Ok, well if you'd like to wait a moment Ms Costello is just finishing up a meeting with one of our newest workers. it's a strange coincidence...we only moved into these offices temporarily last week, and this guy tried out for a job 2 weeks ago...and he owns the...'offices'...upstairs...what a world huh?"
[At this moment, as if the gods themselves had heard enough of this interns inane drivel, Cara Costello comes down the hall, dressed in a tightly fitting, yet respectable dress suit, hair pulled up and glasses resting on her nose leading a face not yet known to GiW down the hall. And out of the building]
Cara - "Ah...Travis Roberts isn't it? Cara Costello, pleased to meet you, I am here in leiu of our owner Declan Prescott, please come into my office...not you eD..."
Travis - "Quick worker..."
Cara - "Mr cASe and I have already discussed what we need to, you and I just need to clear up a few points."
[With that Cara beckons Travis down the hall, as we hear Rob say something about chains and ball gags. They reach the office and cara sits behind her desk]
Travis - "So you must be feeling pretty damn lucky huh Cara...may I call you Cara"
Cara [peering over her glasses] - "I'd rather you didn't. Look there isn't much to this meeting, just a few welcomes, a few ground rules..."
[She looks at some notes on her desk and trails off, looking as though she is more engrossed in the spreadsheets than the conversation she is having. Travis on the other hand is peering across the desk, and looking at Cara, he too seems not to be listening]
Travis - "Well Cara...how are we gonna do this. Are you going to get 'The Blessed One' on a chat show before the Sentinel, get some hype for Global Impact Wrestling going...this is a huge event, you’re gonna see your figure shoot sky high when Travis Roberts make his debut at Sentinel. You better work fast, if you leave it too late no-one will know and they'll miss out on the TV Event of the year..."
[Cara looks up at Travis over her glasses, and he stops mid sentence and smiles...]
Cara - "You've probably seen the card by now, and I'm sure your disappointed not to be part of the show, generally only Draws like Hogan...Flair...Sting...Angle...would get put on their first card with us..." [She turns to her computer screen]
Travis - "I like your thinking, leak a rumour on the internet that a major...no...THE major star in recent Sports Entertainment history is making his return...milk the marks online, and get a rumour started that 'The Headliner' may be at Sentinel, and then when you put me in the main event...the hype will drive Global impact Wrestling into the big time...overnight...thanks to the Blessed One..."
[Cara looks back towards Travis, and takes down her hair, this stops Travis mid sentence as she ties it back up again]
Cara - "I'll talk to Declan, but it's unlik...Oh Shit" [Cara's hairband snaps, and she is forced to grab a brush and wear her hair down and goes back to her computer]
Travis - "I know you've probably got a huge trailer on order to satisfy "The Blessed One"...but Travis Roberts really isn't concerned with luxuries. If there is one thing 'The Headliner' learnt as a young trainee...every locker room needs someone that everyone else can look up to and aspire to be..The Ric Flairs...the Undertakers...and I take my responsibility as a Guiding Light for the younger generations very seriously..."
[Cara gets up and walks over to a filing cabinet, but snags her stockings on the way, she crouches down the inspect the damage whilst rubbing her leg, Travis once again is stopped Mid-flow]
Cara - "You need to be at the arena two hours before a show, even if you're not booked....all the guys share a locker room, there is no kayfabe backstage, if you need any help ask some of the older guys, they know a few tricks..."
[Cara adjusts her stockings to hide the tear, and begins rifling through the filing cabinet.]
Travis - "Well as you know "The Headliner" has a lot of experience in a much larger company, and 'The Headliner' is sure they'll tell you, Travis Roberts made them a lot of money and took them to heights they never thought they could aspire to. That being said, GiW have the ambition, the genius and the balls to approach 'The Blessed One' no other federation considers themselves good enough for Travis Roberts...they are in awe of his talents, they can't imagine ever being good enough for this Icon of Sports Entertainment.
'The Blessed One' must warn you though, from what he has seen of GiW it needs to keep a clear check on it's workers mental states, for example that Aesc dude? he's a trenchcoat short of a massacre if ya know what I mean..."
[Cara finally retrieves her file after furiously looking for it]
Cara - "Aesc?...Oh he no longer works here..."
[She sits back at her desk looks at her watch and starts to do her make-up]
Cara - "When eD suggested that we give you a chance I was initially sceptical...after all your reputation isn't great, the people you cite as knowing the truth are nowhere to be found...and...well no-one even knows if you can work in the ring. but after some thinking Declan thinks you may be worth the risk, and is willing to offer you an initial one month rolling contract, in 6 months...if...you perform adequately we may look at making you a permanent offer. Mr cASe agreed to take a 50% cut in wages, but we have a draw based package which depending on your merchandise sales and how many fans you manage to draw..."
[Cara starts clearing her desk...Travis stops staring at her and realises it's his turn to say something]
Travis - "When eD told Travis Roberts you guys wanted 'The Headliner' to take you to new heights, Travis Roberts was initially sceptical. Not much is known about your organisation, the owner is in critical condition, and who knows if you guys can even produce a show. But 'The Blessed one" did some thinking, and thought you guys may be worth the risk. Travis will give you guys a month to month trial...and don't worry I won't charge you obscenely for my fee's...'The Blessed One' will take 50 percent of it based on crowd draws, merchandise...because it feels good to save the Industry once more..."
[Cara finishes clearing her desk]
Cara - "I think we've about covered everything here Mr Roberts...welcome aboard. I'm sorry to rush you but I'm on my way to see Declan..."
Travis - "Well I'm sure this news will have him straight on the road to recovery..."
Cara - "Huh?"
[Cara shows Travis out rather quickly, and as he leaves Rob comes up behind her]
Rob - "Whats he like...seemed pretentious to me...a bit in love with himself?"
Cara - "Seemed nice enough to me...Hold all my calls I'm off to see Declan"
[The Scene changes to a nervous looking eD sitting in the drivers seat]
eD - "So...how did it go...?"
Travis - "Fine...that Cara knows what a hot property GiW have in Travis Roberts...it looks promising..."
eD - "So you had no problem with...anything?"
Travis - "No...well yes..."
eD - "Oh...I'm sorry Travis I didn't mean to li..."
Travis - "She's dating the owner...right?"
[Scene fades to black]
For Global Impact Wrestling (Floors G-4) Press Buzzer A
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For DJ's Hardcore House Of Fun *ADULTS ONLY*(Floor 5) Press Buzzer B
We see a man dressed all in leather, with a leather biking hat, and dark glasses go to the door, he clearly presses the buzzer marked B. he looks up to a small camera and waves whilst uttering "Coo Eee!" The door buzzes open and the gentlemen skips in.
A split second later a black car pulls up outside of the door. A Little yellow head can be seen just peering over the steering wheel as it tries to parallel park. Eventually after much manoeuvring the car comes to a stop. The driver’s door opens and we see eD cASe climb down from a booster seat after unstrapping two blocks of wood from his feet]
eD - "Do you know how humiliating this is Travis...the cars hardly been 'modified' for me to drive you around in..>"
[Travis steps out of the passengers side door, he takes one last drag of his pre-rolled cigarette and stubs it out underneath his boot. He looks the building up and down, and without turning to eD responds]
Travis - "You fired the driver. Travis Roberts does not drive, he was born to be driven"
eD - "You can't afford a Driver...you can barely afford the gas at todays prices! This is Humiliating..."
BEEEEEEEEP!.....CRASH
[As eD was flapping his arms about in the middle of the street, a motorcycle did not see our furry three foot friend until two late. It swerves just before missing eD who stands frozen in shock, but only for a moment as behind he hears a screech and turns to see a Bus, who's driver cannot see our pint sized hero, coming directly for him after swerving to avoid the bike. Our little yellow friend dives across the bonnet of the car, as the bus screeches to a halt just past the car, he lands on the floor to Travis' side, he sits up and his eyes lock into the middle distance and he starts muttering...]
eD - "Like...'The Street'...when Cookie got the tour bus keys....he was high on 'Oreo's...the carnage...Oscar was never the same..."
[Travis looks down, oblivious to the events of the last 40 seconds, and gives eD a quizzical look]
Travis - "Blessed I am, but there is no need to worship a 'The Headliners' feet. Get your fury butt up..."
[eD looks up at Travis, and shakes himself clear. he stands and walks towards the door, presses the Buzzer, and jumps so the camera can see him. The buzzer goes and eD opens the door. Travis pauses before he goes in and looks at the plaque]
Travis - "Don't you know someone named DJ?"
eD - "Huh?"
Travis - "Nevermind. So this is the Headquarters of the Company that wants "The Blessed One" To grace it's...narrow corridors? Travis Roberts has gotta admit, turning this place into a successful franchise would be his biggest acheivment. They've already shown they are ambitious, and they haven't gone for the washed up stars of Yesteryear, they have shown true vision in pleading with "The Headliner" to take them to the very highest level attainable! The 'TWiSTeD High Commander'is the highest grade of wrestler. Lets see how they want to make use of this precious commodity..."
[Travis and eD step into a small reception with a smartly dressed young man at the desk. Travis frowns and lets eD approach the desk]
Rob - "Howdy, I'm Rob, I'm the Intern here at Global Impact Wrestling, how can I help you'
eD - " eD cASe and Travis Roberts here to see Ms Costello about "The Blessed One" joining GiW."
[eD motions to travis, who has slouched into a chair and pulled a copy of 'New Scientist' off the coffee table and begins leafing through the pages. he looks over his glasses and raises his hand towards Rob]
Rob - "The Blessed One...hmmmm...nope, you don't seem to have appointment..."
eD- "'The Blessed One' Travis Roberts..."
Rob - "Roberts....Roberts...Ah Travbus Roberts...yes, whoops a little typo there, seriously I am the king of Typo's! I told them they need to get me out on the field, get me interviewing the stars..."
[Travis on hearing his name misspelled rises from his chair]
Rob - "Well Mr Roberts, I'm sure you'll love the GiW family, the guys here are always willing to show the new guys the ropes..."
Travis - "That’s funny kid! Travis likes a sense of humour. As you know, "The Headliner" won't need help 'learning the ropes', nor is there any ring rust on 'The Blessed One'. If Global Impact Wrestling is lucky, maybe Travis Roberts will make stars of your roster, get their names in lights. If the company can fulfill the needs of The Blessed One that is...."
Rob - "Erm...Ok, well if you'd like to wait a moment Ms Costello is just finishing up a meeting with one of our newest workers. it's a strange coincidence...we only moved into these offices temporarily last week, and this guy tried out for a job 2 weeks ago...and he owns the...'offices'...upstairs...what a world huh?"
[At this moment, as if the gods themselves had heard enough of this interns inane drivel, Cara Costello comes down the hall, dressed in a tightly fitting, yet respectable dress suit, hair pulled up and glasses resting on her nose leading a face not yet known to GiW down the hall. And out of the building]
Cara - "Ah...Travis Roberts isn't it? Cara Costello, pleased to meet you, I am here in leiu of our owner Declan Prescott, please come into my office...not you eD..."
Travis - "Quick worker..."
Cara - "Mr cASe and I have already discussed what we need to, you and I just need to clear up a few points."
[With that Cara beckons Travis down the hall, as we hear Rob say something about chains and ball gags. They reach the office and cara sits behind her desk]
Travis - "So you must be feeling pretty damn lucky huh Cara...may I call you Cara"
Cara [peering over her glasses] - "I'd rather you didn't. Look there isn't much to this meeting, just a few welcomes, a few ground rules..."
[She looks at some notes on her desk and trails off, looking as though she is more engrossed in the spreadsheets than the conversation she is having. Travis on the other hand is peering across the desk, and looking at Cara, he too seems not to be listening]
Travis - "Well Cara...how are we gonna do this. Are you going to get 'The Blessed One' on a chat show before the Sentinel, get some hype for Global Impact Wrestling going...this is a huge event, you’re gonna see your figure shoot sky high when Travis Roberts make his debut at Sentinel. You better work fast, if you leave it too late no-one will know and they'll miss out on the TV Event of the year..."
[Cara looks up at Travis over her glasses, and he stops mid sentence and smiles...]
Cara - "You've probably seen the card by now, and I'm sure your disappointed not to be part of the show, generally only Draws like Hogan...Flair...Sting...Angle...would get put on their first card with us..." [She turns to her computer screen]
Travis - "I like your thinking, leak a rumour on the internet that a major...no...THE major star in recent Sports Entertainment history is making his return...milk the marks online, and get a rumour started that 'The Headliner' may be at Sentinel, and then when you put me in the main event...the hype will drive Global impact Wrestling into the big time...overnight...thanks to the Blessed One..."
[Cara looks back towards Travis, and takes down her hair, this stops Travis mid sentence as she ties it back up again]
Cara - "I'll talk to Declan, but it's unlik...Oh Shit" [Cara's hairband snaps, and she is forced to grab a brush and wear her hair down and goes back to her computer]
Travis - "I know you've probably got a huge trailer on order to satisfy "The Blessed One"...but Travis Roberts really isn't concerned with luxuries. If there is one thing 'The Headliner' learnt as a young trainee...every locker room needs someone that everyone else can look up to and aspire to be..The Ric Flairs...the Undertakers...and I take my responsibility as a Guiding Light for the younger generations very seriously..."
[Cara gets up and walks over to a filing cabinet, but snags her stockings on the way, she crouches down the inspect the damage whilst rubbing her leg, Travis once again is stopped Mid-flow]
Cara - "You need to be at the arena two hours before a show, even if you're not booked....all the guys share a locker room, there is no kayfabe backstage, if you need any help ask some of the older guys, they know a few tricks..."
[Cara adjusts her stockings to hide the tear, and begins rifling through the filing cabinet.]
Travis - "Well as you know "The Headliner" has a lot of experience in a much larger company, and 'The Headliner' is sure they'll tell you, Travis Roberts made them a lot of money and took them to heights they never thought they could aspire to. That being said, GiW have the ambition, the genius and the balls to approach 'The Blessed One' no other federation considers themselves good enough for Travis Roberts...they are in awe of his talents, they can't imagine ever being good enough for this Icon of Sports Entertainment.
'The Blessed One' must warn you though, from what he has seen of GiW it needs to keep a clear check on it's workers mental states, for example that Aesc dude? he's a trenchcoat short of a massacre if ya know what I mean..."
[Cara finally retrieves her file after furiously looking for it]
Cara - "Aesc?...Oh he no longer works here..."
[She sits back at her desk looks at her watch and starts to do her make-up]
Cara - "When eD suggested that we give you a chance I was initially sceptical...after all your reputation isn't great, the people you cite as knowing the truth are nowhere to be found...and...well no-one even knows if you can work in the ring. but after some thinking Declan thinks you may be worth the risk, and is willing to offer you an initial one month rolling contract, in 6 months...if...you perform adequately we may look at making you a permanent offer. Mr cASe agreed to take a 50% cut in wages, but we have a draw based package which depending on your merchandise sales and how many fans you manage to draw..."
[Cara starts clearing her desk...Travis stops staring at her and realises it's his turn to say something]
Travis - "When eD told Travis Roberts you guys wanted 'The Headliner' to take you to new heights, Travis Roberts was initially sceptical. Not much is known about your organisation, the owner is in critical condition, and who knows if you guys can even produce a show. But 'The Blessed one" did some thinking, and thought you guys may be worth the risk. Travis will give you guys a month to month trial...and don't worry I won't charge you obscenely for my fee's...'The Blessed One' will take 50 percent of it based on crowd draws, merchandise...because it feels good to save the Industry once more..."
[Cara finishes clearing her desk]
Cara - "I think we've about covered everything here Mr Roberts...welcome aboard. I'm sorry to rush you but I'm on my way to see Declan..."
Travis - "Well I'm sure this news will have him straight on the road to recovery..."
Cara - "Huh?"
[Cara shows Travis out rather quickly, and as he leaves Rob comes up behind her]
Rob - "Whats he like...seemed pretentious to me...a bit in love with himself?"
Cara - "Seemed nice enough to me...Hold all my calls I'm off to see Declan"
[The Scene changes to a nervous looking eD sitting in the drivers seat]
eD - "So...how did it go...?"
Travis - "Fine...that Cara knows what a hot property GiW have in Travis Roberts...it looks promising..."
eD - "So you had no problem with...anything?"
Travis - "No...well yes..."
eD - "Oh...I'm sorry Travis I didn't mean to li..."
Travis - "She's dating the owner...right?"
[Scene fades to black]
