Post by Roxi Johnson on Nov 29, 2012 23:33:41 GMT -5
{ And we pick up with Roxi tied to a chair, in the gunman's hideout. They ponder what to do. }
Roxi - So, what now?
Gunman #1 - Now...we ransom you off.
Roxi - I...I really don't think you'll get much.
Gunman #1 - Please. You're a celebrity. A famous athlete. People will want to get you back.
Roxi - The company I work for won't pay you.
Gunman #1 - Sure they will, you're a champion.
Roxi - Yeah, probably about 20 bucks. I'm sure you got more from KFC.
Gunman #1 - Yeah, whatever.
Roxi - Speaking of which, why did you choose to rob a KFC?
Gunman #1 - What? Why do you care?
Roxi - Seems like a...poor choice if you ask me.
Gunman #1 - Well, we didn't.
Roxi - I mean, robbing it of greasy, fattening, but so damn delicious chicken would have been more rewarding.
Gunman #1 - Shut up! I gotta think. Come on, Let's figure this out.
{ They leave. Roxi stares at her surroundings, looking for any possible means of escape. Tied to a chair with her arms behind her back and legs secured to the chair legs, there's not much. But then she remembers. }
Roxi - Ah-ha.
{ Roxi manages to push the button on her wrist comminucator, signalling she needs help. Vision's voice can be heard. }
Vision - Roxi?
Roxi - Shh! They'll hear you.
Vision - (lowering his voice) What's going on?
Roxi - I've been kidnapped by these robbers.
Vision - What?
Roxi - Yeah, They robbed the KFC and took me hostage. I played along just to keep everyone else safe.
Vision - So...What's going on now?
Roxi - They want ransom.
Vision - Is MPW going to pay?
Roxi - How should I know?
Vision - They might.
Roxi - Just send somebody, please.
Vision - Why not break out?
Roxi - I....I can't.
Vision - What do you mean you can't?
Roxi - I'm tied up doofus! I can't break this
rope.
Vision - Are you admitting you need help?
Roxi - Shut up.
{ The two gunman eventually return to the room. }
Gunman #1 - Alright hot pants, hope you're ready for your close-up. Bring it in.
{ The second gunman brings in a camcorder, and a tripod. }
Gunman #1 - We're gonna send out this video to the whole world, and then...watch the cash flow in.
{ The second gunman signals a thumbs up, and the first guy smirks }
Gunman #1 - Ready?
Only thing I can do.
Roxi - Wait! Wait!
Gunman #1 - What now?
Roxi - I...I want to make a deal.
Gunman #1 - What kind of deal?
This has better work...
Roxi - Please, don't film me. If you just let me go...
Gunman #1 - Uh huh....
Roxi - I'll....I'll have sex with both of you.
Well, it's out there now.
Gunman #1 - Is that right?
Roxi - Yes. I will. Just let me go.
Gunman #1 - Well, what do you think?
Gunman #2 - She sure is pretty.
Roxi - I know right. Having sex with a pretty girl, isn't that good? Plus, I won't go to the police, you can keep the KFC cash. Just...please.
Gunman #1 - All that, just for letting you go?
Roxi - Yes. I swear.
Gunman #1 - Alright. But no funny stuff, you try anything, and it's gonna get worse.
Roxi - Alright.
{ The two walk toward her, and begin taking off thier shirts. }
Roxi - What are you doing?
Gunman #1 - What do you think?
Roxi - Aren't you....gonna untie me?
Gunman #1 - No.
Roxi - No?
Gunman #2 - Why would we do that?
Gunman #1 - She must think we're dumb.
Oh crap.
{ Her pants and unzipped and taken down her legs. }
If anyone had impeccible timing to save a damsel in distress...this would be a great time for it!
Roxi - ...
Gunman #1 - ...
Gunman #2 - ...
{ .... }
No one? Ah fu-
{ And then there's a crash as the room is clouded with debris. As it clears... }
Gunman #1 - What the...
{ And standing there.....Lady Bedlam? }
What the?
"Lady Bedlam" - Well, hey there boys.
Gunman #1 - Who the hell are you?
"Lady Bedlam" - Well, I'm Libra.
Gunman #1 - Very funny, get ready to join your little friend over there.
"Lady Bedlam" - She looks a little tied up at the moment, maybe I could occupy both of you for now?
Gunman #1 - Get this bitch.
"Lady Bedlam" - Oh well.
{ The men attack this Lady Bedlam, and she effortlessly dodges all their attacks. }
"Lady Bedlam" - (Singing) Master of the house, doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
Tells a saucy tale, makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!
{ She continues to dodge,eluding all the bullets until they're out of ammo. then she knocks out the second man with a kick. }
Gunman #1 - Shut up!
"Lady Bedlam" - (continuing to sing ) Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em of a sou or two
Watering the wine, making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks when they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!
Gunman #1 - I'll kill you.
"Lady Bedlam" - *Gasp*
{ She quickly uses two fingers to poke the leader in the chest. }
"Lady Bedlam" - Ha! Touch of death!
{ He stares down at his chest, confused.}
Gunman #1 - What?
"Lady Bedlam" - Just kidding
{ One roundhouse kick later, he's on the floor too.}
"Lady Bedlam" - Now, this is the chorus people, let's hear it.
Is she serious?
{ "Lady Bedlam" takes a deep breathe before... }
"Lady Bedlam" - Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone!
{ She points and turns to Roxi ...}
Roxi - (singing)But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!
"Lady Bedlam" - Very good. High five!
{ Roxi is not amused by the joke. }
"Lady Bedlam" - Right, you're tied up. Oh, let's get out out of that.
Roxi - Thanks. I guess.
{ And thus, the untying happens. }
"Lady Bedlam" - So, let's get you out of here.
Roxi - Wait. Two questions.
"Lady Bedlam" - Okay, They're fake, and yes, you can touch them because you don't believe me.
{ Roxi puts her hands up...then stops herself.}
Roxi - No. That's not what I...nevermind.
"Lady Bedlam" - Right, let's go.
Roxi - Uh...yeah.
This is incredible. This girl sounds, and fights exactly like I do. But...I'm me. My brain hurts.
Roxi - Thanks for saving me.
"Lady Bedlam" - Ah shucks, it was nothing.
Roxi - How...did you even find me?
"Lady Bedlam" - Heard about the robbery, and followed the smell of greasy, fattening but so damn delicious chicken.
Roxi - ....
"Lady Bedlam" - Also, someone got a plate number.
Roxi - Oh.
"Lady Bedlam" - Well, if you ever need help again, just yell "help" or "rape" or "fire" or...whatever you can think of. I'm gonna return this money.
Roxi - ...Yeah.
"Lady Bedlam" - Kisses!
{ And like that, the "Lady Bedlam" swings off into the night. Roxi, still totally confused, }
Roxi - Vision?
Vision - Roxi, just sit tight, I got Warp on the way!
Roxi - Tell 'em he'll be too late.
Vision - What? What happened?
Roxi - I...I got saved.
Vision - Okay...
Roxi - I got saved, by me.
Vision - So...you saved yourself.
Roxi - No, I mean Lady Bedlam.
Vision - What?
Some one pinch me, I must be dreaming. Okay, I know I'm me, but what just happened back there. I just got saved, by me....
Well, I got saved by someone dressed as me. But who? Who in the hell would dress like me?
You know, that reminds me of you Brandon. The person who thinks he's someone else. It might not be as blatant as what just happened, but it's a still holds the same truth to it. You are not who you say you are. You aren't any kind of monster that should be feared, any kind of demon that cannot be exercised. Any kind of problem that I need to be worried about.
You just think you are.
Hyperbole aside, You would like me to believe that I am walking into something I'm not ready for. That you've been holding back all this time and at Uncivil War you're going to unleash something that I haven't seen, that no one has ever seen. That doesn't intimidate me, it confuses me. It confuses me because why did you not turn into this animal when you had a shot at the world title? Why are you waiting until now? Why are you putting those pants on now? Are you like the Creeper from Jeepers Creepers where you can only attack the 23rd day of the 23rd month for 23 hours? Is that what this is?
It all just simply comes back to you believing your own hype. No one else does, but you seem convinced that you are something bigger than what the facts show. It's just really hand to get behind, you know. Really hard to believe. It's like Jack and the Beanstalk or The Three Little Pigs. It's a great story, but in the real world, it just isn't real. The fact is you have nothing to show for words, and the act is really wearing thin. In this type of environment, talk is extremely cheap. It's actions that matter. And your actions are attacking me from behind and cheapening my win against Tyler Rose. That's it. Nothing more.
So, as you prepare for Hell in a Cell, I want you to get yourself pumped, really get ready for this match. I want you at your best. I want Brandon Nytrus to really strike fear into people's heart. I want him to be unleashed and to become that animal he's always thought himself to be. I want Brandon Nytrus at his peak. At his best.
That way, when I beat you, you can fully understand how wrong you are.
See you Sunday Brandon....
You know, I never got my popcorn chicken...
Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a- DAMMIT!
It's so catchy.[/i]
Roxi - So, what now?
Gunman #1 - Now...we ransom you off.
Roxi - I...I really don't think you'll get much.
Gunman #1 - Please. You're a celebrity. A famous athlete. People will want to get you back.
Roxi - The company I work for won't pay you.
Gunman #1 - Sure they will, you're a champion.
Roxi - Yeah, probably about 20 bucks. I'm sure you got more from KFC.
Gunman #1 - Yeah, whatever.
Roxi - Speaking of which, why did you choose to rob a KFC?
Gunman #1 - What? Why do you care?
Roxi - Seems like a...poor choice if you ask me.
Gunman #1 - Well, we didn't.
Roxi - I mean, robbing it of greasy, fattening, but so damn delicious chicken would have been more rewarding.
Gunman #1 - Shut up! I gotta think. Come on, Let's figure this out.
{ They leave. Roxi stares at her surroundings, looking for any possible means of escape. Tied to a chair with her arms behind her back and legs secured to the chair legs, there's not much. But then she remembers. }
Roxi - Ah-ha.
{ Roxi manages to push the button on her wrist comminucator, signalling she needs help. Vision's voice can be heard. }
Vision - Roxi?
Roxi - Shh! They'll hear you.
Vision - (lowering his voice) What's going on?
Roxi - I've been kidnapped by these robbers.
Vision - What?
Roxi - Yeah, They robbed the KFC and took me hostage. I played along just to keep everyone else safe.
Vision - So...What's going on now?
Roxi - They want ransom.
Vision - Is MPW going to pay?
Roxi - How should I know?
Vision - They might.
Roxi - Just send somebody, please.
Vision - Why not break out?
Roxi - I....I can't.
Vision - What do you mean you can't?
Roxi - I'm tied up doofus! I can't break this
rope.
Vision - Are you admitting you need help?
Roxi - Shut up.
{ The two gunman eventually return to the room. }
Gunman #1 - Alright hot pants, hope you're ready for your close-up. Bring it in.
{ The second gunman brings in a camcorder, and a tripod. }
Gunman #1 - We're gonna send out this video to the whole world, and then...watch the cash flow in.
{ The second gunman signals a thumbs up, and the first guy smirks }
Gunman #1 - Ready?
Only thing I can do.
Roxi - Wait! Wait!
Gunman #1 - What now?
Roxi - I...I want to make a deal.
Gunman #1 - What kind of deal?
This has better work...
Roxi - Please, don't film me. If you just let me go...
Gunman #1 - Uh huh....
Roxi - I'll....I'll have sex with both of you.
Well, it's out there now.
Gunman #1 - Is that right?
Roxi - Yes. I will. Just let me go.
Gunman #1 - Well, what do you think?
Gunman #2 - She sure is pretty.
Roxi - I know right. Having sex with a pretty girl, isn't that good? Plus, I won't go to the police, you can keep the KFC cash. Just...please.
Gunman #1 - All that, just for letting you go?
Roxi - Yes. I swear.
Gunman #1 - Alright. But no funny stuff, you try anything, and it's gonna get worse.
Roxi - Alright.
{ The two walk toward her, and begin taking off thier shirts. }
Roxi - What are you doing?
Gunman #1 - What do you think?
Roxi - Aren't you....gonna untie me?
Gunman #1 - No.
Roxi - No?
Gunman #2 - Why would we do that?
Gunman #1 - She must think we're dumb.
Oh crap.
{ Her pants and unzipped and taken down her legs. }
If anyone had impeccible timing to save a damsel in distress...this would be a great time for it!
Roxi - ...
Gunman #1 - ...
Gunman #2 - ...
{ .... }
No one? Ah fu-
{ And then there's a crash as the room is clouded with debris. As it clears... }
Gunman #1 - What the...
{ And standing there.....Lady Bedlam? }
What the?
"Lady Bedlam" - Well, hey there boys.
Gunman #1 - Who the hell are you?
"Lady Bedlam" - Well, I'm Libra.
Gunman #1 - Very funny, get ready to join your little friend over there.
"Lady Bedlam" - She looks a little tied up at the moment, maybe I could occupy both of you for now?
Gunman #1 - Get this bitch.
"Lady Bedlam" - Oh well.
{ The men attack this Lady Bedlam, and she effortlessly dodges all their attacks. }
"Lady Bedlam" - (Singing) Master of the house, doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
Tells a saucy tale, makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!
{ She continues to dodge,eluding all the bullets until they're out of ammo. then she knocks out the second man with a kick. }
Gunman #1 - Shut up!
"Lady Bedlam" - (continuing to sing ) Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em of a sou or two
Watering the wine, making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks when they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!
Gunman #1 - I'll kill you.
"Lady Bedlam" - *Gasp*
{ She quickly uses two fingers to poke the leader in the chest. }
"Lady Bedlam" - Ha! Touch of death!
{ He stares down at his chest, confused.}
Gunman #1 - What?
"Lady Bedlam" - Just kidding
{ One roundhouse kick later, he's on the floor too.}
"Lady Bedlam" - Now, this is the chorus people, let's hear it.
Is she serious?
{ "Lady Bedlam" takes a deep breathe before... }
"Lady Bedlam" - Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone!
{ She points and turns to Roxi ...}
Roxi - (singing)But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!
"Lady Bedlam" - Very good. High five!
{ Roxi is not amused by the joke. }
"Lady Bedlam" - Right, you're tied up. Oh, let's get out out of that.
Roxi - Thanks. I guess.
{ And thus, the untying happens. }
"Lady Bedlam" - So, let's get you out of here.
Roxi - Wait. Two questions.
"Lady Bedlam" - Okay, They're fake, and yes, you can touch them because you don't believe me.
{ Roxi puts her hands up...then stops herself.}
Roxi - No. That's not what I...nevermind.
"Lady Bedlam" - Right, let's go.
Roxi - Uh...yeah.
This is incredible. This girl sounds, and fights exactly like I do. But...I'm me. My brain hurts.
Roxi - Thanks for saving me.
"Lady Bedlam" - Ah shucks, it was nothing.
Roxi - How...did you even find me?
"Lady Bedlam" - Heard about the robbery, and followed the smell of greasy, fattening but so damn delicious chicken.
Roxi - ....
"Lady Bedlam" - Also, someone got a plate number.
Roxi - Oh.
"Lady Bedlam" - Well, if you ever need help again, just yell "help" or "rape" or "fire" or...whatever you can think of. I'm gonna return this money.
Roxi - ...Yeah.
"Lady Bedlam" - Kisses!
{ And like that, the "Lady Bedlam" swings off into the night. Roxi, still totally confused, }
Roxi - Vision?
Vision - Roxi, just sit tight, I got Warp on the way!
Roxi - Tell 'em he'll be too late.
Vision - What? What happened?
Roxi - I...I got saved.
Vision - Okay...
Roxi - I got saved, by me.
Vision - So...you saved yourself.
Roxi - No, I mean Lady Bedlam.
Vision - What?
Some one pinch me, I must be dreaming. Okay, I know I'm me, but what just happened back there. I just got saved, by me....
Well, I got saved by someone dressed as me. But who? Who in the hell would dress like me?
You know, that reminds me of you Brandon. The person who thinks he's someone else. It might not be as blatant as what just happened, but it's a still holds the same truth to it. You are not who you say you are. You aren't any kind of monster that should be feared, any kind of demon that cannot be exercised. Any kind of problem that I need to be worried about.
You just think you are.
Hyperbole aside, You would like me to believe that I am walking into something I'm not ready for. That you've been holding back all this time and at Uncivil War you're going to unleash something that I haven't seen, that no one has ever seen. That doesn't intimidate me, it confuses me. It confuses me because why did you not turn into this animal when you had a shot at the world title? Why are you waiting until now? Why are you putting those pants on now? Are you like the Creeper from Jeepers Creepers where you can only attack the 23rd day of the 23rd month for 23 hours? Is that what this is?
It all just simply comes back to you believing your own hype. No one else does, but you seem convinced that you are something bigger than what the facts show. It's just really hand to get behind, you know. Really hard to believe. It's like Jack and the Beanstalk or The Three Little Pigs. It's a great story, but in the real world, it just isn't real. The fact is you have nothing to show for words, and the act is really wearing thin. In this type of environment, talk is extremely cheap. It's actions that matter. And your actions are attacking me from behind and cheapening my win against Tyler Rose. That's it. Nothing more.
So, as you prepare for Hell in a Cell, I want you to get yourself pumped, really get ready for this match. I want you at your best. I want Brandon Nytrus to really strike fear into people's heart. I want him to be unleashed and to become that animal he's always thought himself to be. I want Brandon Nytrus at his peak. At his best.
That way, when I beat you, you can fully understand how wrong you are.
See you Sunday Brandon....
You know, I never got my popcorn chicken...
Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a- DAMMIT!
It's so catchy.[/i]
