Post by Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith on Nov 27, 2016 21:46:15 GMT -5
The scene opens up with the Crazy One reunited with his two brothers, Carlos and Tommy. Crazy Boy is sitting there smiling at Tommy. He nods his head as he prepares to speak.
(CB) So I actually have another shot at the Underground Championship, eh?
(Tommy) Yeah, I know you want that gold. I do realize how much you want it.
(CB) Yeah, I know. I haven't tasted gold in PCW in quite a long time, and it's driving me crazy. I have two North American title reigns, but it
feels like eons now.
(Tommy) Don't remind me. I just want you to show the PCW that you are no pushover either.
(CB) Yeah, I hear that. I'm going to make sure that I beat High Tide and Cory Steel for the Underground Championship. No if's ands or buts.
It is then that Carlos speaks.
(Carlos) Sorry to intrude, but how is your resilience been lately? If you are going to survive this match, you are going to need more resilance than ever before.
(Tommy) I think we need to build you up some resilience so you can take more punishment from them, Tyrone.
(CB) Yeah, but there is just one problem with your tactics.
(Tommy) Yeah? And what is that?
(CB) This is an UNDERGROUND match. Not a conventional match. . No matter how much you get beat down by stuff, everything will hurt and they WILL throw everything at you!
(Carlos) Yeah, but they'll still have more resilience than you will. Especially Cory Steel. He'll be able to last longer than you will. Maybe it
IS time for a resilience experiment!
(Tommy) Hey! That's a good idea.
Tommy and Carlos grab a couple of chairs that were neatly folded up in the hallway and start to close in on the Crazy One. Crazy Boy backs up into a corner and looks around. He is surrounded by the duo.
(CB) Don't do it. Touch me and DIE!
(Carlos) Don't worry, Tyrone. It will only hurt for a little while.
(Tommy) Yeah, if you want to build up some resilience, it's the only way.
(CB) Don't do it!!!! NO! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!
At that point, Carlos and Tommy swing. Thinking extraordinarily fast, Crazy Boy ducks and squeezes between Carlos and Tommy and starts to run
down the hallway.
(CB) You'll have to catch me first!
(Tommy) Oh. I don't think that will be much of a problem. Let's go, Carlos.
(Carlos) Right behind you.
Tommy and Carlos start to run down the hallway, after the fleeing Crazy Boy as the show fades to black.
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Killer Instincts
(CB) You motherfuckers! I'll get you back for that!
It is 20 minutes later. That's the first thing that is heard when the show opens back up. The camera pans around, but doesn't see anyone or anything, so where did the voice come from?
(CB) You two come back here. I'm not through with you!
Sounds like it is coming from UNDER the camera. The camera pans down and there you see the Crazy One, battered up, blood dripping down his face. His shirt is bloodstained, as is his camo pants and combat boots. Even his long ponytail has traces of blood in it.
Obviously, Carlos and Tommy caught up with him and gave him a resilience lesson, and CB isn't too happy about it.
(CB) When I get up, I'm going to hunt you two down and give you a piece of my mind.
Crazy Boy gets slowly up to one knee and looks out down the hallway, obviously where Carlos and Tommy ran down. An old cut that he had from Alexa Black a few weeks ago has been reopened, and a couple of new cuts have been opened up. He shakes his head furiously, trying to get the cobwebs and the numbness off of him. He slowly gets up to the other knee, as he tries to get up from that, but fails. He collaspes on the ground again, and just lays there.
(CB) Is this the extent of my resilience? If I cannot survive a chair attack, how in the hell am I going to win the title at Trauma 203? Maybe they were right. Maybe I do need to get my resilience up. But that doesn't matter. I ache in every portion of my body, and needless to say, I'm
not very happy with them.
Crazy Boy tries again to get up, and this time he is successful, only he is a little bit wobbly. He has to lean on the wall to keep himself up.
(CB) There we go. Don't worry. They are still going to get an earful from me. But I guess I needed that. If I am to survive an Underground match, I need to build up my resilience as well. Anything Cory and High Tide can do, I can do twice better.
Crazy Boy looks at the camera and sighs. The blood is still flowing down his face, but a lot of it is already starting to dry up. He shakes his head and sighs.
(CB) Cory. High Tide, no matter how much resilience you have, you will never be able to get as much as I can. You see, you don't have the balls to go through what I have been through. I was just attacked by two chairs to a bloody pulp. And here I am standing up, not very strongly, but I am standing nonetheless. Now, if I can stand an assault of TWO chairs and still prepare for more punishment, what makes you think that you guys will be able to keep me down? I don't think you will be able to. Especially when I melee you with anything I can get my hands on. This is going to be a match that you guys will never forget.
Crazy Boy manages to stand up erect as he walks woozily toward the camera and puts his blood-caked face on it.
(CB) Cory, I've said this once, and I said this again. Try anything and everything that you think that will get you an advantage over me. Anything you can do, I can do better! You work on your resilience, I'll work on it double. You work on your strength, I'll top it. Anything you can do, I'll always be one step ahead of you. There is nothing that you will be able to do that I won't be able to master before you can. I am a PCW hall of famer and one of the best superstars ever to grace the PCW, and I am not going to let some wannabe take what is rightfully mine. Get
over it. Trauma 203 will surely be your LAST NIGHT!
Crazy Boy woozily starts to walk down the hallway, toward where Carlos and Tommy ran down as the show fades to black.
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Extracting Revenge... Well Almost
(CB) Don't you two run away from me! I just want to talk to you!
Well, it looks like that Crazy Boy has found the duo of Tommy and Carlos. Crazy Boy has a weird smirk on his face as Carlos and Snake start to back up. They are backed up into a corner as Crazy Boy walks up right next to them and puts a hand on each of their shoulders.
(CB) Listen, I know you two are trying to help, but this is MY war. You have your own war with putting up with me, as brothers and managers. You don't see me going around and attacking you or anyone else trying to build up THEIR resilience, do you?
(Carlos) Well, no but....
(Tommy) Well, can't say that I have.
(CB) No BUTS! You did it to me, now it's my turn. Get ready!
Crazy Boy grabs one of the chairs that Carlos and Tommy used to beat him up as he examines it. He smiles and gets closer to Tommy. Tommy starts to back up a little bit more, but realizes that he cannot, since he's already trapped in a corner. Crazy boy licks his lips and raises his hands and the chair over his head. He brings it down, but doesn't hit him. He gets about 3 inches from his face and smiles.
(CB) Gotcha.
Crazy Boy drops the chair and stands back a little bit, allowing Carlos and Tommy to have a little bit of room.
(CB) Can't do it to you guys. Just DON'T DO IT AGAIN! Especially since I have a huge match come up. What if you permanently damaged something, and I couldn't wrestle? I wouldn't be able to get the title by any means then. Promise me that you will never do something like that again.
(Carlos) Promise.
(Tommy) Yeah, promise.
(CB) Good. Now if you excuse me, I'm taking my leave now.
Crazy Boy walks away from Carlos and Tommy, still leaving them a little shaken up as the show fades to a commercial.
Static and Fade.
End.
(CB) So I actually have another shot at the Underground Championship, eh?
(Tommy) Yeah, I know you want that gold. I do realize how much you want it.
(CB) Yeah, I know. I haven't tasted gold in PCW in quite a long time, and it's driving me crazy. I have two North American title reigns, but it
feels like eons now.
(Tommy) Don't remind me. I just want you to show the PCW that you are no pushover either.
(CB) Yeah, I hear that. I'm going to make sure that I beat High Tide and Cory Steel for the Underground Championship. No if's ands or buts.
It is then that Carlos speaks.
(Carlos) Sorry to intrude, but how is your resilience been lately? If you are going to survive this match, you are going to need more resilance than ever before.
(Tommy) I think we need to build you up some resilience so you can take more punishment from them, Tyrone.
(CB) Yeah, but there is just one problem with your tactics.
(Tommy) Yeah? And what is that?
(CB) This is an UNDERGROUND match. Not a conventional match. . No matter how much you get beat down by stuff, everything will hurt and they WILL throw everything at you!
(Carlos) Yeah, but they'll still have more resilience than you will. Especially Cory Steel. He'll be able to last longer than you will. Maybe it
IS time for a resilience experiment!
(Tommy) Hey! That's a good idea.
Tommy and Carlos grab a couple of chairs that were neatly folded up in the hallway and start to close in on the Crazy One. Crazy Boy backs up into a corner and looks around. He is surrounded by the duo.
(CB) Don't do it. Touch me and DIE!
(Carlos) Don't worry, Tyrone. It will only hurt for a little while.
(Tommy) Yeah, if you want to build up some resilience, it's the only way.
(CB) Don't do it!!!! NO! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!
At that point, Carlos and Tommy swing. Thinking extraordinarily fast, Crazy Boy ducks and squeezes between Carlos and Tommy and starts to run
down the hallway.
(CB) You'll have to catch me first!
(Tommy) Oh. I don't think that will be much of a problem. Let's go, Carlos.
(Carlos) Right behind you.
Tommy and Carlos start to run down the hallway, after the fleeing Crazy Boy as the show fades to black.
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Killer Instincts
(CB) You motherfuckers! I'll get you back for that!
It is 20 minutes later. That's the first thing that is heard when the show opens back up. The camera pans around, but doesn't see anyone or anything, so where did the voice come from?
(CB) You two come back here. I'm not through with you!
Sounds like it is coming from UNDER the camera. The camera pans down and there you see the Crazy One, battered up, blood dripping down his face. His shirt is bloodstained, as is his camo pants and combat boots. Even his long ponytail has traces of blood in it.
Obviously, Carlos and Tommy caught up with him and gave him a resilience lesson, and CB isn't too happy about it.
(CB) When I get up, I'm going to hunt you two down and give you a piece of my mind.
Crazy Boy gets slowly up to one knee and looks out down the hallway, obviously where Carlos and Tommy ran down. An old cut that he had from Alexa Black a few weeks ago has been reopened, and a couple of new cuts have been opened up. He shakes his head furiously, trying to get the cobwebs and the numbness off of him. He slowly gets up to the other knee, as he tries to get up from that, but fails. He collaspes on the ground again, and just lays there.
(CB) Is this the extent of my resilience? If I cannot survive a chair attack, how in the hell am I going to win the title at Trauma 203? Maybe they were right. Maybe I do need to get my resilience up. But that doesn't matter. I ache in every portion of my body, and needless to say, I'm
not very happy with them.
Crazy Boy tries again to get up, and this time he is successful, only he is a little bit wobbly. He has to lean on the wall to keep himself up.
(CB) There we go. Don't worry. They are still going to get an earful from me. But I guess I needed that. If I am to survive an Underground match, I need to build up my resilience as well. Anything Cory and High Tide can do, I can do twice better.
Crazy Boy looks at the camera and sighs. The blood is still flowing down his face, but a lot of it is already starting to dry up. He shakes his head and sighs.
(CB) Cory. High Tide, no matter how much resilience you have, you will never be able to get as much as I can. You see, you don't have the balls to go through what I have been through. I was just attacked by two chairs to a bloody pulp. And here I am standing up, not very strongly, but I am standing nonetheless. Now, if I can stand an assault of TWO chairs and still prepare for more punishment, what makes you think that you guys will be able to keep me down? I don't think you will be able to. Especially when I melee you with anything I can get my hands on. This is going to be a match that you guys will never forget.
Crazy Boy manages to stand up erect as he walks woozily toward the camera and puts his blood-caked face on it.
(CB) Cory, I've said this once, and I said this again. Try anything and everything that you think that will get you an advantage over me. Anything you can do, I can do better! You work on your resilience, I'll work on it double. You work on your strength, I'll top it. Anything you can do, I'll always be one step ahead of you. There is nothing that you will be able to do that I won't be able to master before you can. I am a PCW hall of famer and one of the best superstars ever to grace the PCW, and I am not going to let some wannabe take what is rightfully mine. Get
over it. Trauma 203 will surely be your LAST NIGHT!
Crazy Boy woozily starts to walk down the hallway, toward where Carlos and Tommy ran down as the show fades to black.
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Extracting Revenge... Well Almost
(CB) Don't you two run away from me! I just want to talk to you!
Well, it looks like that Crazy Boy has found the duo of Tommy and Carlos. Crazy Boy has a weird smirk on his face as Carlos and Snake start to back up. They are backed up into a corner as Crazy Boy walks up right next to them and puts a hand on each of their shoulders.
(CB) Listen, I know you two are trying to help, but this is MY war. You have your own war with putting up with me, as brothers and managers. You don't see me going around and attacking you or anyone else trying to build up THEIR resilience, do you?
(Carlos) Well, no but....
(Tommy) Well, can't say that I have.
(CB) No BUTS! You did it to me, now it's my turn. Get ready!
Crazy Boy grabs one of the chairs that Carlos and Tommy used to beat him up as he examines it. He smiles and gets closer to Tommy. Tommy starts to back up a little bit more, but realizes that he cannot, since he's already trapped in a corner. Crazy boy licks his lips and raises his hands and the chair over his head. He brings it down, but doesn't hit him. He gets about 3 inches from his face and smiles.
(CB) Gotcha.
Crazy Boy drops the chair and stands back a little bit, allowing Carlos and Tommy to have a little bit of room.
(CB) Can't do it to you guys. Just DON'T DO IT AGAIN! Especially since I have a huge match come up. What if you permanently damaged something, and I couldn't wrestle? I wouldn't be able to get the title by any means then. Promise me that you will never do something like that again.
(Carlos) Promise.
(Tommy) Yeah, promise.
(CB) Good. Now if you excuse me, I'm taking my leave now.
Crazy Boy walks away from Carlos and Tommy, still leaving them a little shaken up as the show fades to a commercial.
Static and Fade.
End.
