Post by Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith on May 23, 2016 8:26:08 GMT -5
The show opens up with the Crazy One sitting in the TV Lobby, watching a really recent promo that someone shot yesterday. Seems like Living a Legacy VIII is off to a hot start in the promo department and the veteran superstar is sitting there, watching a few of the promos of his opponents he is going to face with.
(CB) I'm surrounded by newness. All these superstars have barely been in PCW for a very small amount of time. Most of these superstars I'm not very familiar with at all. And with an Underground Brawl at the biggest PPV of the year, who knows what will happen. That is what I like matches like these. The unpredictability. The unknown. Who knows what these individuals are capable of in the brutal state of this match. But they don't know what I am capable of either. They may have seen a few videos and a few shots of me getting down and dirty in the underground, but I've barely begun to scratch the surface.
Crazy Boy takes a few steps closer to the camera, his face almost to the lens as he continues to speak.
(CB)The things is, I'm getting tired of people stealing MY spotlight. I have been around in Pure Class Wrestling for NINE YEARS, and won some great matches and even got some gold around my waist, yet no one is paying any attention to ME. All these new superstars are out in the ring, shooting their little debut promos, and trying to get the attention of the fans, while I busted my ass off to get where I am at in the PCW. I had to wait almost THREE YEARS before I grabbed my first title: The North American Championship. I had to beat High Tide, who is a former North American Champion and Underground Champion in his own right. No one really payed any attention to me when I had it. Another few months go by before I grab my 2nd title: A second reign with the North American Championship. I held that title for a little bit before losing in what was a Championship scramble to eventual winner, Andy D. Again, everyone overlooked me and really didn't consider my reign to be a successful one. Hell, there are very few people that can lay the claim of holding the North American Championship twice and here I am, one of the elite few to actually do it. I have beaten some of the best superstars Pure Class Wrestling has to offer, and where is everybody at? Everyone is either paying attention to Grimm, Sadistic, Kelli Star, or some of the newer guys, like you all. I am getting exceptionally tired of everyone stealing my spotlight and not giving me credit where I am due. AND THEN, Andy D returns, faces me again and beats me AGAIN, that put the nail on the coffin. At Living a Legacy VIII, I'm not going to hold back anymore. I'm not going to show any mercy or remorse in my actions. I really didn't want you guys to get hurt, because your careers are just starting in this wonderful federation. But enough is enough. I have had it. I'm a F*CKING TIRED of being ignored! I cannot take the neglect anymore, and I am going to go out there and set an example and to show what happens when you mess with the wrong person at the wrong time. The spotlight may be shining on you all, but after Living a Legacy VIII, when I successfully beat you all into the ground, the spotlight will be shining on me. It will be a matter of time before people start to recognize me for who I AM! A well established, successful wrestler in this business.
Crazy Boy steps back away from the camera, a weird smirk on his face. He shakes his head and continues to speak.
(CB) Everyone obviously thinks that my 15 minutes of fame is about to end in PCW? You need to take a look at my career in this federation. As I have said before, I have had not just 1 title reign, but 2! I know what it is like and what it takes to gain gold in the federation. I know what it's like to win the big matches and beat some of the biggest names the company has to offer. You guys on the other hand, you are just starting in the PCW, and to me, you are fresh meat. I think it will be the other way around. My 15 Minutes of fame is just starting up again, but your 15 minutes of your CAREER is about to end at Living A Legacy VIII. After all is said and done, when the referee is holding up MY hand in victory, the spotlight shining brightly on me again, you will soon realize that you do not have what it takes to survive in this business. You will then crawl back into the hole that you came from and I can finally get these nasty accusations and rumors off of my back.
Crazy Boy walks away from the camera as the show fades to black.
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A FEW MINUTES LATER
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After the promo bashing, Crazy Boy is now walking down a hallway, walking toward a room in the back of the building. He is happy how it turned out, happy to get all questions and points across about his ultimate goals and his new outlook of his career. As he turns the corner of the hallway, someone shouts from behind him.
(???) Tyrone! Tyrone, wait up!
Tyrone turns around and sees that it is his older brother, Carlos, running toward the Crazy One. Carlos catches up with him, out of breath, as he puts a hand on CB's shoulder.
(CB) Hey Carlos. What's up? Did you catch my promo that I just shot?
(Carlos) No, because we have something bigger to deal with. You will never guess who I just saw.
(CB) Who?
(Carlos) Mom and Dad. They actually are going to be heading to a show! They are here RIGHT now, looking for you.
A look of shock, yet anger, fills up CB's face as he tries to comprehend what Carlos just said.
(CB) Wait. Mom and Dad are here?! Why would they be here? I haven't seen my parents in 6 years. How would they know I am here? What's going on? Are you involved with this, Carlos?
(Carlos) Woah, slow down Tyrone. Yes, they are here, but I don't know why they are here. They kept talking about they were going to get cable, and I guess they finally did. What I guess is that they were flipping channels and they saw you on the TV. They got excited about seeing you and found out where the next show is, and flew out here to see you. Rest assured, Tyrone, that I have nothing to do with this. Their appearance surprised me myself. I haven't seen them myself since I have been so busy running my gym.
(CB) Well, I don't want to see them. I don't want to make this a bigger mess than it already is. After all, THEY were the one's that abandoned me. I haven't forgiven them for that.
(Carlos) I know, but maybe it is best to go at least talk to them. Find out some answers from them. Maybe find out why they abandoned you and at least try to amend a few things.
Crazy Boy sighs, but nods his head.
(CB) All right, all right! Let's go!
Carlos nods and they both walk down the hallway, headed toward their parents as the show fades to black.
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A FEW MORE MINUTES LATER
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When the show opens back up, CB and Carlos are still walking down the hallway, headed toward where their parents are at. They both turn a corner and CB stops dead in his tracks. There they are. A middle-aged looking woman with long, flowing blonde hair. She stands about 5'1 and is not skinny, but not fat either. Her crystal blue eyes are roaming the room, trying to find signs of her sons. His father, a taller, rugged looking man, has shaved brown hair, and a mustache. He seems to be reading some stuff on a bulletin board. Carlos nods at CB and starts to walk off.
(Carlos) Wait here. I'll go tell Mom and Dad that you're here.
CB nods at his brother as he walks off to go meet their parents. CB walks up a little closer to hear the converstation.
(Carlos) Hey Mom and Dad. Tyrone is standing right over there. He is a little angry at you both still, and he doesn't really want to meet you. So take it easy on him, OK?
They both nod as Carlos motions for CB to come on. He hesitates for a little bit, but comes out of the hallway, and is now staring at both of his parents. His father, William, is the first to notice the long blonde hair flowing around his face. William smiles at Tyrone and nods his head.
(William) Still haven't cut that hair, eh? But I must admit, it's not THAT bad of a look on you.
(CB) Thanks, I guess. But that's not important. Why are you two here?
(William) Well, why doesn't your mom answer that for you? Got anything to say, Susan?
Susan, Tyrone's mother, walks up to CB and gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She nods and looks up to her son.
(Susan) Well, we got a call from your doctor, and he said that you are still having fits of Multiple Personality Disorder and it's getting worse, as bad as it has ever gotten, especially in the past couple of years. We got worried and found out where you were and flew out here to check on you.
(CB) Check up on me?! You've never done that before! You've never worried about my MPD before. In fact, you haven't called or checked up or anything for me in the past 6 YEARS! You abandoned me! Why is it you want to check up on me NOW!?
(Susan) Oh, Tyrone. We didn't abandon you. It just got hard for us to see you. After all, you being adopted wasn't the easiest thing in the world for us.
That put the shocked look back on Tyrone's face.
(CB) Wait, wait, wait! I'm adopted?! For how long!?
(William) You were adopted when you were 3 years old. You were adopted by your grandparents, so it would be easier to see you. But when they died, you high-tailed it out of there, starting your wrestling career. It just got impossible to see you.
(CB) Carlos, you knew about this?
(Carlos) Actually, yes I did. I had to swear not to tell until it was the right time.
(CB) And now is the right time?!
(Susan) Well, we thought that was some of the cause of the MPD, so decided to tell you now. We thought that would help clear the air a little bit. We kind of figured that you thought we abandoned you, and with all of these other things building up inside you, that everything would just fall apart. We're just happy to see you again, and we hope that this cleared up things a little bit.
(CB) It did, a little bit. It makes me feel a little bit better.
Crazy Boy nods to his parents as he starts to make his way back to the back again. But before he does, he turns back around to his parents.
(CB) You staying for the PPV?
They both nod.
(CB) Good. You get to see me beat some scrubs to the ground. Wish me luck.
They both nod again as CB goes back down the hallway and disappears as the show fades to a commercial.
Static and fade.
End.
(CB) I'm surrounded by newness. All these superstars have barely been in PCW for a very small amount of time. Most of these superstars I'm not very familiar with at all. And with an Underground Brawl at the biggest PPV of the year, who knows what will happen. That is what I like matches like these. The unpredictability. The unknown. Who knows what these individuals are capable of in the brutal state of this match. But they don't know what I am capable of either. They may have seen a few videos and a few shots of me getting down and dirty in the underground, but I've barely begun to scratch the surface.
Crazy Boy takes a few steps closer to the camera, his face almost to the lens as he continues to speak.
(CB)The things is, I'm getting tired of people stealing MY spotlight. I have been around in Pure Class Wrestling for NINE YEARS, and won some great matches and even got some gold around my waist, yet no one is paying any attention to ME. All these new superstars are out in the ring, shooting their little debut promos, and trying to get the attention of the fans, while I busted my ass off to get where I am at in the PCW. I had to wait almost THREE YEARS before I grabbed my first title: The North American Championship. I had to beat High Tide, who is a former North American Champion and Underground Champion in his own right. No one really payed any attention to me when I had it. Another few months go by before I grab my 2nd title: A second reign with the North American Championship. I held that title for a little bit before losing in what was a Championship scramble to eventual winner, Andy D. Again, everyone overlooked me and really didn't consider my reign to be a successful one. Hell, there are very few people that can lay the claim of holding the North American Championship twice and here I am, one of the elite few to actually do it. I have beaten some of the best superstars Pure Class Wrestling has to offer, and where is everybody at? Everyone is either paying attention to Grimm, Sadistic, Kelli Star, or some of the newer guys, like you all. I am getting exceptionally tired of everyone stealing my spotlight and not giving me credit where I am due. AND THEN, Andy D returns, faces me again and beats me AGAIN, that put the nail on the coffin. At Living a Legacy VIII, I'm not going to hold back anymore. I'm not going to show any mercy or remorse in my actions. I really didn't want you guys to get hurt, because your careers are just starting in this wonderful federation. But enough is enough. I have had it. I'm a F*CKING TIRED of being ignored! I cannot take the neglect anymore, and I am going to go out there and set an example and to show what happens when you mess with the wrong person at the wrong time. The spotlight may be shining on you all, but after Living a Legacy VIII, when I successfully beat you all into the ground, the spotlight will be shining on me. It will be a matter of time before people start to recognize me for who I AM! A well established, successful wrestler in this business.
Crazy Boy steps back away from the camera, a weird smirk on his face. He shakes his head and continues to speak.
(CB) Everyone obviously thinks that my 15 minutes of fame is about to end in PCW? You need to take a look at my career in this federation. As I have said before, I have had not just 1 title reign, but 2! I know what it is like and what it takes to gain gold in the federation. I know what it's like to win the big matches and beat some of the biggest names the company has to offer. You guys on the other hand, you are just starting in the PCW, and to me, you are fresh meat. I think it will be the other way around. My 15 Minutes of fame is just starting up again, but your 15 minutes of your CAREER is about to end at Living A Legacy VIII. After all is said and done, when the referee is holding up MY hand in victory, the spotlight shining brightly on me again, you will soon realize that you do not have what it takes to survive in this business. You will then crawl back into the hole that you came from and I can finally get these nasty accusations and rumors off of my back.
Crazy Boy walks away from the camera as the show fades to black.
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A FEW MINUTES LATER
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After the promo bashing, Crazy Boy is now walking down a hallway, walking toward a room in the back of the building. He is happy how it turned out, happy to get all questions and points across about his ultimate goals and his new outlook of his career. As he turns the corner of the hallway, someone shouts from behind him.
(???) Tyrone! Tyrone, wait up!
Tyrone turns around and sees that it is his older brother, Carlos, running toward the Crazy One. Carlos catches up with him, out of breath, as he puts a hand on CB's shoulder.
(CB) Hey Carlos. What's up? Did you catch my promo that I just shot?
(Carlos) No, because we have something bigger to deal with. You will never guess who I just saw.
(CB) Who?
(Carlos) Mom and Dad. They actually are going to be heading to a show! They are here RIGHT now, looking for you.
A look of shock, yet anger, fills up CB's face as he tries to comprehend what Carlos just said.
(CB) Wait. Mom and Dad are here?! Why would they be here? I haven't seen my parents in 6 years. How would they know I am here? What's going on? Are you involved with this, Carlos?
(Carlos) Woah, slow down Tyrone. Yes, they are here, but I don't know why they are here. They kept talking about they were going to get cable, and I guess they finally did. What I guess is that they were flipping channels and they saw you on the TV. They got excited about seeing you and found out where the next show is, and flew out here to see you. Rest assured, Tyrone, that I have nothing to do with this. Their appearance surprised me myself. I haven't seen them myself since I have been so busy running my gym.
(CB) Well, I don't want to see them. I don't want to make this a bigger mess than it already is. After all, THEY were the one's that abandoned me. I haven't forgiven them for that.
(Carlos) I know, but maybe it is best to go at least talk to them. Find out some answers from them. Maybe find out why they abandoned you and at least try to amend a few things.
Crazy Boy sighs, but nods his head.
(CB) All right, all right! Let's go!
Carlos nods and they both walk down the hallway, headed toward their parents as the show fades to black.
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A FEW MORE MINUTES LATER
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When the show opens back up, CB and Carlos are still walking down the hallway, headed toward where their parents are at. They both turn a corner and CB stops dead in his tracks. There they are. A middle-aged looking woman with long, flowing blonde hair. She stands about 5'1 and is not skinny, but not fat either. Her crystal blue eyes are roaming the room, trying to find signs of her sons. His father, a taller, rugged looking man, has shaved brown hair, and a mustache. He seems to be reading some stuff on a bulletin board. Carlos nods at CB and starts to walk off.
(Carlos) Wait here. I'll go tell Mom and Dad that you're here.
CB nods at his brother as he walks off to go meet their parents. CB walks up a little closer to hear the converstation.
(Carlos) Hey Mom and Dad. Tyrone is standing right over there. He is a little angry at you both still, and he doesn't really want to meet you. So take it easy on him, OK?
They both nod as Carlos motions for CB to come on. He hesitates for a little bit, but comes out of the hallway, and is now staring at both of his parents. His father, William, is the first to notice the long blonde hair flowing around his face. William smiles at Tyrone and nods his head.
(William) Still haven't cut that hair, eh? But I must admit, it's not THAT bad of a look on you.
(CB) Thanks, I guess. But that's not important. Why are you two here?
(William) Well, why doesn't your mom answer that for you? Got anything to say, Susan?
Susan, Tyrone's mother, walks up to CB and gives him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She nods and looks up to her son.
(Susan) Well, we got a call from your doctor, and he said that you are still having fits of Multiple Personality Disorder and it's getting worse, as bad as it has ever gotten, especially in the past couple of years. We got worried and found out where you were and flew out here to check on you.
(CB) Check up on me?! You've never done that before! You've never worried about my MPD before. In fact, you haven't called or checked up or anything for me in the past 6 YEARS! You abandoned me! Why is it you want to check up on me NOW!?
(Susan) Oh, Tyrone. We didn't abandon you. It just got hard for us to see you. After all, you being adopted wasn't the easiest thing in the world for us.
That put the shocked look back on Tyrone's face.
(CB) Wait, wait, wait! I'm adopted?! For how long!?
(William) You were adopted when you were 3 years old. You were adopted by your grandparents, so it would be easier to see you. But when they died, you high-tailed it out of there, starting your wrestling career. It just got impossible to see you.
(CB) Carlos, you knew about this?
(Carlos) Actually, yes I did. I had to swear not to tell until it was the right time.
(CB) And now is the right time?!
(Susan) Well, we thought that was some of the cause of the MPD, so decided to tell you now. We thought that would help clear the air a little bit. We kind of figured that you thought we abandoned you, and with all of these other things building up inside you, that everything would just fall apart. We're just happy to see you again, and we hope that this cleared up things a little bit.
(CB) It did, a little bit. It makes me feel a little bit better.
Crazy Boy nods to his parents as he starts to make his way back to the back again. But before he does, he turns back around to his parents.
(CB) You staying for the PPV?
They both nod.
(CB) Good. You get to see me beat some scrubs to the ground. Wish me luck.
They both nod again as CB goes back down the hallway and disappears as the show fades to a commercial.
Static and fade.
End.
