Post by Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith on Nov 5, 2018 17:04:52 GMT -5
It is the middle of the night, like 1 AM to be exact and all is silent where the camera is rolling at. Nothing is stirring in the room and the camera pans out to see PCW Hall of Famer Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith sound asleep. I guess this is going to be a short promo, since Crazy Boy IS asleep and all. The camera turns and is about to leave the door when all the sudden you hear some yelling. Something IS going on after all. The camera quickly turns back and Tyrone is now sitting straight up in the bed, sweat dripping down his face. He shakes his head furiously and starts to yell at the top of his lungs. Maybe he had a bad dream?!
Get away from me!! GET AWAY FROM ME NOW!!!
The camera zooms in closer and The Crazy One is now holding his head, the sweat pouring down his face, shaking his head furiously. He starts pounding the sides of his head, trying to shake out whatever it is.
NO! I told you to get out of my F*cking head!
So that's what it is. The voice inside his head again. And this time it looks stronger than ever. For all the newcomers, Tyrone suffers from Multiple Personality Disorder and his other personality comes out when he gets anxious or super stressed about something. “He” has been quiet kind of lately, but it seems like he wants to come out and play. Let's get inside Tyrone's head, for the sake of understanding just what is going on.
I told you, Tyrone, that you are nothing but a soft and whiny pushover. You have lost over and over again these past few months, and I’m tired of waiting in the darkness. I’m going to come out and make sure that the job is done.
No! I don't need your help! I can do this myself. I have confidence in myself and the confidence in my abilities!
That's where you are wrong, Tyrone. You see, I am the other half of you. I know your feelings and your wants and desires just as much as you do. You know deep down inside that you cannot beat this newcomer Winston Wilson by yourself. You know that you are going to step into that ring and making a total ass of yourself in front of all your fans and family. Let me ease your embarrassment and fear. I can do it for you!
Tyrone starts tearing at his hair, shaking his head furiously. He pulls on it so hard that he actually tears some of his hair out. Tyrone screams at the top of his lungs, trying to get out of this predicament.
Why can't you just GIVE UP! Why can't you just leave me the hell alone for once. You saw what happened last time you tried to take over. I LOST my North American Championship. I LOST my chance to become a three-time North American Champion. I AM NOT going to lose this opportunity to get back on track the proper way. I am not going to let you ruin me again. So just get out of my head and I'll do things myself.
Tyrone, Tyrone, Tyrone. That's where you are wrong. With a mindset like that, you are never going to become a champion or get another victory in this business. Everyone needs help at one time or another. And I am going to help you, whether you LIKE it or NOT! I'm coming out now. By time Trauma is over, I will have beaten Winston Wilson for you.
Tyrone starts to pound his head harder, and you can actually see trickles of blood seeping out of his temples. Tyrone starts to scream at the top of his lungs.
YOU BETTER NOT! YOU BETTER STAY IN THERE! YOU BETTER LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!
A little more screaming, a little more hitting on his head and then all is quiet. Crazy Boy passes out in the bed for a few moments and then pops back up with a sadistic grin on his face. The eyes show it, the smile shows it...
The evil Tyrone has won once again.
The Next Day....
It is now the next day and Tyrone is now in a room full of media and magazine writers. Looks like there is a press conference going to brew in a couple of moments. The camera pans over and focuses on Crazy Boy. He still has the sadistic grin on his face...
So the evil CB has made it through the night.
There is a young woman checking up on Tyrone, cleaning him up and making him presentable for the conference. The woman sighs and looks Tyrone up and down.
You look terrible. You had a rough night?
Tyrone pushes the young woman out of the way and snarls at her.
I am okay! I do not need your help!
A older, stocky man stands up to the podium and makes the announcement.
Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith will now be taking the stand.
Tyrone slowly but surely makes his way to the stand and clears his throat. His eyes show hunger, but hatred at the same time. He sighs and snarls a little bit.
Let's get this over with.
A young woman sitting on the second row stands up and is holding a notepad and pen.
My name is Laura Davis and I am a writer for PCW Magazine. My question for you is, Tyrone, is after last week and the past few months, you seem to be in a completely different world. Are you completely focused on the match, and if you lose, what will be next for you?
That got Tyrone ticking a little bit.
IF I LOSE!?! What makes you think I'm going to lose. I'm a completely different person than what I was than the last time you guys saw me in that idiotic 666 street fight. Last time I was soft and unprepared for the opposition. This time around, whoever is in my way, this newcomer named Winston Wilson… he is going to be the beatdown of his life. I am going to beat him down so much that he will wish that he never ever crossed paths with me. What's next for ME you say?!?! How bout in climbing that ladder, start a warpath of destruction, and get my name back on the map like it used to be, and when I do.....
There will be no one to stop me.
An older, hefty man stands up and clears his throat. He also has a pen and pad in his hand.
My name is Austin Borries and I am a TV show host. You've already lost many times in 2018 and it’s always to some kind of newcomer for the most part. You say it’s not going to happen this time, but That kind of attitude has cost many people matches. What have you changed to yourself to make you so sure that you will not lose this time around?
That gets CB more fired up.
What have a changed?! I haven't changed anything. I’m still the unstable, mentally deranged guy that everyone has grown up with. Winston Wilson doesn’t know me. I made one mistake that cost me a few matches, and I guarantee you that I will not make the same mistakes again!
A very young woman, maybe about 20 years old, stands up and starts to ask your question.
But there is a chance that Winston Wilson can beat you --
That is where Tyrone draws the line.
WILSON WILSON WILSON! Who the hell knows anything about that guy. What has he accomplished in Pure Class Wrestling? Is he a Hall of Famer? Why does everyone keep talking about him when they should ask about my accomplishments and my legacy!
Winston Wilson is NOTHING to me.. and I repeat NOTHING. He is nothing but a stain under my boot and by time I am done with him, he will be BEGGING FOR MERCY!!!
Tyrone grabs the podium and flips it over and then flips off the crowd and storms off the stage. He turns around with the most evil snarl and eyes that one has ever seen.
This conference is over.. I have business to take care of!
CB storms out of the room and fades into the darkness....
An hour later.
Tyrone, snap out of it. You need to get a hold of yourself. You are completely losing it!
Yeah, brother. You need to get a hold of yourself. You're not yourself. You are better than this. You are better than what you have become.
Two guesses on who is trying to get Tyrone back to his senses...
You got it.. his wife, Cassie and his brother, Carlos.
Tyrone is hiding in a corner of the darkest hallway, rocking back and forth on the floor. He is mumbling things to himself, completely oblivious to everything. Cassie and Carlos are standing over him, trying to get him back to normal.
Tyrone, please! This is yourwife! You need to get back to normal, baby. I love you and I just don't want you to see you hurt someone.
Yeah, what she said. You are completely out of your mind, Tyrone. You need to get a grip on what's real and what's not. You need to get back. You have a match coming up soon that you cannot afford to mess up.
Tyrone looks up and sees the two pleading with him. He shakes his head and seems to have snapped out of it...
But for only 2 seconds.
Tyrone stands up and glares at both of them with a sadistic smile on his face. His eyes glowing with anger and hatred. He smiles and bellows a laugh as he holds both of them in his hands.
Get out of my way. I do not need your help. I'm not going to hurt you guys, but if you continue to stand in my way, I will not hesitate to. If you try to stop me again, I will make sure that you 2 will never walk again. I have but one mission: To completely destroy the being known as Winston Wilson and to get my name back on the map. There is no one that is going to stop me. Not him, not you two, no one! I look after my own damn self and I will stop at NOTHING to accomplish my goal.
And with that, he pushes Cassie and Carlos out of the way and storms down the hall. Cassie and Carlos continue to try to call to him, but to no avail...
Trauma [241] is nearing and Tyrone is still his evil self...
And this time, he is not turning back....
Let the new path of destruction begin...
Static and fade.
Get away from me!! GET AWAY FROM ME NOW!!!
The camera zooms in closer and The Crazy One is now holding his head, the sweat pouring down his face, shaking his head furiously. He starts pounding the sides of his head, trying to shake out whatever it is.
NO! I told you to get out of my F*cking head!
So that's what it is. The voice inside his head again. And this time it looks stronger than ever. For all the newcomers, Tyrone suffers from Multiple Personality Disorder and his other personality comes out when he gets anxious or super stressed about something. “He” has been quiet kind of lately, but it seems like he wants to come out and play. Let's get inside Tyrone's head, for the sake of understanding just what is going on.
I told you, Tyrone, that you are nothing but a soft and whiny pushover. You have lost over and over again these past few months, and I’m tired of waiting in the darkness. I’m going to come out and make sure that the job is done.
No! I don't need your help! I can do this myself. I have confidence in myself and the confidence in my abilities!
That's where you are wrong, Tyrone. You see, I am the other half of you. I know your feelings and your wants and desires just as much as you do. You know deep down inside that you cannot beat this newcomer Winston Wilson by yourself. You know that you are going to step into that ring and making a total ass of yourself in front of all your fans and family. Let me ease your embarrassment and fear. I can do it for you!
Tyrone starts tearing at his hair, shaking his head furiously. He pulls on it so hard that he actually tears some of his hair out. Tyrone screams at the top of his lungs, trying to get out of this predicament.
Why can't you just GIVE UP! Why can't you just leave me the hell alone for once. You saw what happened last time you tried to take over. I LOST my North American Championship. I LOST my chance to become a three-time North American Champion. I AM NOT going to lose this opportunity to get back on track the proper way. I am not going to let you ruin me again. So just get out of my head and I'll do things myself.
Tyrone, Tyrone, Tyrone. That's where you are wrong. With a mindset like that, you are never going to become a champion or get another victory in this business. Everyone needs help at one time or another. And I am going to help you, whether you LIKE it or NOT! I'm coming out now. By time Trauma is over, I will have beaten Winston Wilson for you.
Tyrone starts to pound his head harder, and you can actually see trickles of blood seeping out of his temples. Tyrone starts to scream at the top of his lungs.
YOU BETTER NOT! YOU BETTER STAY IN THERE! YOU BETTER LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE! GET OUT OF HERE NOW!!!!!
A little more screaming, a little more hitting on his head and then all is quiet. Crazy Boy passes out in the bed for a few moments and then pops back up with a sadistic grin on his face. The eyes show it, the smile shows it...
The evil Tyrone has won once again.
The Next Day....
It is now the next day and Tyrone is now in a room full of media and magazine writers. Looks like there is a press conference going to brew in a couple of moments. The camera pans over and focuses on Crazy Boy. He still has the sadistic grin on his face...
So the evil CB has made it through the night.
There is a young woman checking up on Tyrone, cleaning him up and making him presentable for the conference. The woman sighs and looks Tyrone up and down.
You look terrible. You had a rough night?
Tyrone pushes the young woman out of the way and snarls at her.
I am okay! I do not need your help!
A older, stocky man stands up to the podium and makes the announcement.
Tyrone "Crazy Boy" Smith will now be taking the stand.
Tyrone slowly but surely makes his way to the stand and clears his throat. His eyes show hunger, but hatred at the same time. He sighs and snarls a little bit.
Let's get this over with.
A young woman sitting on the second row stands up and is holding a notepad and pen.
My name is Laura Davis and I am a writer for PCW Magazine. My question for you is, Tyrone, is after last week and the past few months, you seem to be in a completely different world. Are you completely focused on the match, and if you lose, what will be next for you?
That got Tyrone ticking a little bit.
IF I LOSE!?! What makes you think I'm going to lose. I'm a completely different person than what I was than the last time you guys saw me in that idiotic 666 street fight. Last time I was soft and unprepared for the opposition. This time around, whoever is in my way, this newcomer named Winston Wilson… he is going to be the beatdown of his life. I am going to beat him down so much that he will wish that he never ever crossed paths with me. What's next for ME you say?!?! How bout in climbing that ladder, start a warpath of destruction, and get my name back on the map like it used to be, and when I do.....
There will be no one to stop me.
An older, hefty man stands up and clears his throat. He also has a pen and pad in his hand.
My name is Austin Borries and I am a TV show host. You've already lost many times in 2018 and it’s always to some kind of newcomer for the most part. You say it’s not going to happen this time, but That kind of attitude has cost many people matches. What have you changed to yourself to make you so sure that you will not lose this time around?
That gets CB more fired up.
What have a changed?! I haven't changed anything. I’m still the unstable, mentally deranged guy that everyone has grown up with. Winston Wilson doesn’t know me. I made one mistake that cost me a few matches, and I guarantee you that I will not make the same mistakes again!
A very young woman, maybe about 20 years old, stands up and starts to ask your question.
But there is a chance that Winston Wilson can beat you --
That is where Tyrone draws the line.
WILSON WILSON WILSON! Who the hell knows anything about that guy. What has he accomplished in Pure Class Wrestling? Is he a Hall of Famer? Why does everyone keep talking about him when they should ask about my accomplishments and my legacy!
Winston Wilson is NOTHING to me.. and I repeat NOTHING. He is nothing but a stain under my boot and by time I am done with him, he will be BEGGING FOR MERCY!!!
Tyrone grabs the podium and flips it over and then flips off the crowd and storms off the stage. He turns around with the most evil snarl and eyes that one has ever seen.
This conference is over.. I have business to take care of!
CB storms out of the room and fades into the darkness....
An hour later.
Tyrone, snap out of it. You need to get a hold of yourself. You are completely losing it!
Yeah, brother. You need to get a hold of yourself. You're not yourself. You are better than this. You are better than what you have become.
Two guesses on who is trying to get Tyrone back to his senses...
You got it.. his wife, Cassie and his brother, Carlos.
Tyrone is hiding in a corner of the darkest hallway, rocking back and forth on the floor. He is mumbling things to himself, completely oblivious to everything. Cassie and Carlos are standing over him, trying to get him back to normal.
Tyrone, please! This is yourwife! You need to get back to normal, baby. I love you and I just don't want you to see you hurt someone.
Yeah, what she said. You are completely out of your mind, Tyrone. You need to get a grip on what's real and what's not. You need to get back. You have a match coming up soon that you cannot afford to mess up.
Tyrone looks up and sees the two pleading with him. He shakes his head and seems to have snapped out of it...
But for only 2 seconds.
Tyrone stands up and glares at both of them with a sadistic smile on his face. His eyes glowing with anger and hatred. He smiles and bellows a laugh as he holds both of them in his hands.
Get out of my way. I do not need your help. I'm not going to hurt you guys, but if you continue to stand in my way, I will not hesitate to. If you try to stop me again, I will make sure that you 2 will never walk again. I have but one mission: To completely destroy the being known as Winston Wilson and to get my name back on the map. There is no one that is going to stop me. Not him, not you two, no one! I look after my own damn self and I will stop at NOTHING to accomplish my goal.
And with that, he pushes Cassie and Carlos out of the way and storms down the hall. Cassie and Carlos continue to try to call to him, but to no avail...
Trauma [241] is nearing and Tyrone is still his evil self...
And this time, he is not turning back....
Let the new path of destruction begin...
Static and fade.
