Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2013 16:17:23 GMT -5
*** Ceadars Sinai… a non-profit hospital facility in Beverly Hills, where we currently find Tyler Rose who is in a room with another patient. Tyler has bandages over his ribs, and his face is badly bruised. He has another bandage around his forehead, and as he lays in bed, he looks like he would rather be anywhere else but right here. Tyler glances over to the adjacent bed, and a boy who looks to be approx. 14 is laying there watching “Good Luck Charlie” on the one television. Tyler looks up at the TV then back to the by, and lets a more than audible sigh. He shakes his head and turns back away to look out a window on the other side of the room.
The man simply known as Chazz, now steps into the room and approaches Tyler’s bed. He wears his usual dark slacks and shoes, and a blue silk shirt that is mostly unbuttoned to show off his rock solid abs. He notices the boy watching TV next to Tyler and then proceeds to pull the privacy curtain around Tyler’s bed. Tyler turns around to face Chazz and has an angry look on his face.[/i] ***
{Tyler Rose}: It’s about damn time! Where the hell have you been?! I left a message with Champagne like Friday! What took you so long?!
{Chazz}:[/b] It’s not that easy Tyler. I have responsibilities, that don’t involve you. I am in charge of the $Playboy$ division, and just because you chose that moniker for your ring name, doesn’t mean that I’m always at your beck and call when you want me.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] (still upset)[/i] Well if you haven’t noticed, I’m in the hospital! I got ambushed outside the arena after TNT! Didn’t Champagne tell you all the details?! Some lame ass chump jumped me from behind and didn’t have a chance! When I get my hands on that loser, he’s going t wish he’d never put his hands on me that’s for sure.
*** A tall muscular man’s silhouette can now be seen standing behind the privacy curtain. He looks to be 6’4” easy, and stands with his arms folded across his chest.[/i] ***
{Man}:[/b] You want to get your hands on me Tyler, here I am. Bring it on little man.
*** Tyler looks over at Chazz with a look of surprise and shock, then back to the silhouette. He isn’t sure what to make of the situation.[/i] ***
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Chazz, what the hell is going on here?!
{Chazz}:[/b] My hands are tied Tyler, I’m sorry. That’s Eric Davidson behind the curtain. He’s the guy who put you in here. Upper management felt that you needed a little more motivation to get your ass in gear.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] (even more upset)[/i] Motivation?! I don’t need any motivation Chazz! I’m giving it 100% in the ring! I’m not half ass’ing it by a long shot!
{Chazz}:[/b] Then what the hell was that damn stunt you pulled in the ring on TNT?! You had the match won! It was yours for the taking and you decided to get a little cocky and try for the Money Shot off the top of the cage?! What the hell were you thinking?!
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] I don’t know man… I guess I wanted to really put it to Cross you know? Finally shut his damn yap by not only winning, but doing it in style. Hitting the Money Shot from the top of the cage would be the exclamation point that would vault me forward to the PPV and the TV title match.
{Chazz}:[/b] Well what it ended up doing is cost you the win, and now you’ve got zip momentum going into the PPV.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] And management thinks that having me laid up like this is going to help my chances for gold?! I’m not going to be 100% going in, far from it… and it’s going to be that much harder for me to win now. They want me to succeed around here, well they’ve got a damn fine way of showing it like this!
{Chazz}:[/b] We’re beyond that now Tyler. Your stock within the organization is taking a dive, and at this point they really don’t care about gold anymore. The only reason you’re not taking a permanent dirt nap is because of ME. Davidson did me a personal favor and just roughed you up a bit and dumped you here.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] (sarcastic)[/i] Well, let me thank you from the bottom of my heart for that one. How can I ever repay you?!
{Chazz}:[/b] Trust me Tyler, this isn’t what I wanted, but like I said, my hands are tied. If this were anyone else, I don’t think you’d be able to make the PPV. You’re lucky that you wound up here.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Yeah, about that… what happened to the Elite Care Facility?! Why the hell am I stuck in this hell hole with some punk kid of all places?! I have no privacy!
{Chazz}:[/b] They’re full up Tyler, and the pediatric wing was the only floor that had any free beds. When you’re on “the list”, you don’t get to go to the ECF. Like I said, you’re lucky to even be HERE. But on the bright side, I spoke to the doctor. He said you’ll probably be released this afternoon. You took a nasty blow to the head from Davidson. They wanted to run tests to make sure you didn’t have any major damage.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Pardon me for not being too excited about getting out this afternoon. I shouldn’t even be in here in the first place!
{Eric Davidson}:[/b] Hell Tyler, I could have just left you on the street then. Chazz just asked me not to do you in, he didn’t say anything about dropping your ungrateful ass at the hospital… that was all me.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Damn, I can’t believe this is happening to me. (sighs)[/i]
{Chazz}:[/b] Choices Tyler. You made the wrong choice last week, and now it’s coming back to bite you in the ass. But what we do is pick ourselves up, and learn from our bad choices. You win the TV title at the PPV, and that will go a long way to redeeming yourself within the Brotherhood. You’ve faced these two gentlemen before. You know what they can do. You know how they behave in the ring. Now you just take that knowledge and use it to win when it counts the most.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Easier said than done, considering your Neanderthal left me like this. (gestures to himself)[/i] I want that gold, more than you know. I’m going to get the hell of here and then I’m going to cut a promo to those guys. This isn’t going to be the same Tyler they’ve faced in the past. This is a new day!
{Chazz}:[/b] I hope for your sake, that you mean it. This had better be a new day for you Tyler, or Eric will certainly make sure that you won’t have to worry about any new one’s coming along for quite some time. That’s out of my hands now. Your fate belongs to you.
*** Several hours later, we find ourselves in a stretch limo riding down the highway. It has a flat screen TV, surround sound system with .mp3 playback, blue-ray player, and a fully stocked wet bar. Tyler is relaxing in the back, wearing a black sweats and white tennis shoes, and a black short sleeved shirt that has $Playboy$ written across the chest in gold lettering, his head also sporting a white bandage wrapped around it. He stares into the camera lens intently for a few seconds before speaking.[/i] ***
{Tyler Rose}: I guess you might be wondering about the bandage… well that’s simple. I screwed up. I’m not going to sugar coat it, or try to make some damn excuse. I had the match won last week, and decided to get a little crazy at the end. It and my bruised ribs are a reminder that I have to make smarter choices. Actually, I think I’m thinking more clearly than I ever have.
Road to Glory… that name fits, because that’s exactly what I’m on. When I came to the MPW I had gold in my sights, and since I’ve been here I’ve made it just to the edge of grasping it, then I slide back down. I’m done sliding. I’m finished with falling. The road for me ends at this PPV, and when the dust settles, I WILL be the new TV champion for the MPW.
I could bring up each of my opponents and begin to rake them over the coals, but I’ve done that all before. I know them, they know me, we know each other. One would assume there would be no surprises in this match, but that would be the wrong assumption to make. I’m not the same guy who faced these men in the past. Oh, they’re probably get in front of the camera and droll on about my porn career, and how I’m not really wrestling material. That’s what they do best. But you see, the truth is… they haven’t beaten me, I’VE beaten MYSELF.
So one might ask then… what’s changed? Are you still doing porn? Yes! Are you still trying to balance both careers at the same time? Yes! I’m not going to stop doing what I love because some jackass tells me that I should. I love being in porn, I love wrestling, and I’m going to continue to do both! When my body reaches a point where I can’t physically do it, then I’ll consider retirement. Until that day comes, I will be a double threat!
For this upcoming match, I know exactly what I have to do to take the gold home! Nothing either one of my opponents say will change that thought process. Being laid up in bed for a few days has given me time to think, to look back on my past matches, and to decide on what if anything should be done differently. I guess I really should thank one Mr. Davidson, for giving me that time… (mocking tone)[/i] yeah right.
With this match, I’m the third shoe. Both opponents don’t look at me as a viable threat, so be it. Considering my win/loss record against them, I might follow suit were I in their shoes. I can say that this time is different, but until we’re in the middle of the ring, in the middle of the match, it’s all talk. Well, I’m done talking; it’s time to start doing. The road to glory ends for me at this PPV, and that will be ME holding up the TV title as the new champion. Arrogance perhaps?! No, simple confidence. The only good thing about losing to these guys in the past is now I know what I need to do to finally beat them when it counts.
Has there ever been a time in my adult career when I simply couldn’t perform? Not something I’m proud of, but yeah. Was that an issue to the point that I began to rethink my career choice in the adult industry?! Hell no! Everyone has bad days, even my upcoming opponents. I got my head on straight, got back in the game, and I’ll let the long list of starlets wanting to do a scene with me stand for itself. So I lost some matches against a couple of assclowns. Time to hang up my wrestling gear for good? Hell no! It’s time to get my head on straight, figure some shit out, and then dive into the match at the PPV! And besides… our illustrious champion has received 2 “Dumbass of the Week” awards, very few people actually get two of those things! I would imagine it’s only a matter of time before Cross winds up with one, but that’s for another day.
My quest for gold ends at Road to Glory because I WILL leave the PPV with gold around my waist, that is simple fact. Yes, I’m hurt, yes I’m not at 100%, but my determination and will to win, will couple with my superior skill set to vault me to the top! And when I win gold with bruised ribs and a concussion… that’s going to make victory that much sweeter! (grins big)[/i] Ciao!
*** Tyler gives a wave to the camera as the scene slowly fades to black.[/i] ***
The man simply known as Chazz, now steps into the room and approaches Tyler’s bed. He wears his usual dark slacks and shoes, and a blue silk shirt that is mostly unbuttoned to show off his rock solid abs. He notices the boy watching TV next to Tyler and then proceeds to pull the privacy curtain around Tyler’s bed. Tyler turns around to face Chazz and has an angry look on his face.[/i] ***
{Tyler Rose}: It’s about damn time! Where the hell have you been?! I left a message with Champagne like Friday! What took you so long?!
{Chazz}:[/b] It’s not that easy Tyler. I have responsibilities, that don’t involve you. I am in charge of the $Playboy$ division, and just because you chose that moniker for your ring name, doesn’t mean that I’m always at your beck and call when you want me.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] (still upset)[/i] Well if you haven’t noticed, I’m in the hospital! I got ambushed outside the arena after TNT! Didn’t Champagne tell you all the details?! Some lame ass chump jumped me from behind and didn’t have a chance! When I get my hands on that loser, he’s going t wish he’d never put his hands on me that’s for sure.
*** A tall muscular man’s silhouette can now be seen standing behind the privacy curtain. He looks to be 6’4” easy, and stands with his arms folded across his chest.[/i] ***
{Man}:[/b] You want to get your hands on me Tyler, here I am. Bring it on little man.
*** Tyler looks over at Chazz with a look of surprise and shock, then back to the silhouette. He isn’t sure what to make of the situation.[/i] ***
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Chazz, what the hell is going on here?!
{Chazz}:[/b] My hands are tied Tyler, I’m sorry. That’s Eric Davidson behind the curtain. He’s the guy who put you in here. Upper management felt that you needed a little more motivation to get your ass in gear.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] (even more upset)[/i] Motivation?! I don’t need any motivation Chazz! I’m giving it 100% in the ring! I’m not half ass’ing it by a long shot!
{Chazz}:[/b] Then what the hell was that damn stunt you pulled in the ring on TNT?! You had the match won! It was yours for the taking and you decided to get a little cocky and try for the Money Shot off the top of the cage?! What the hell were you thinking?!
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] I don’t know man… I guess I wanted to really put it to Cross you know? Finally shut his damn yap by not only winning, but doing it in style. Hitting the Money Shot from the top of the cage would be the exclamation point that would vault me forward to the PPV and the TV title match.
{Chazz}:[/b] Well what it ended up doing is cost you the win, and now you’ve got zip momentum going into the PPV.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] And management thinks that having me laid up like this is going to help my chances for gold?! I’m not going to be 100% going in, far from it… and it’s going to be that much harder for me to win now. They want me to succeed around here, well they’ve got a damn fine way of showing it like this!
{Chazz}:[/b] We’re beyond that now Tyler. Your stock within the organization is taking a dive, and at this point they really don’t care about gold anymore. The only reason you’re not taking a permanent dirt nap is because of ME. Davidson did me a personal favor and just roughed you up a bit and dumped you here.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] (sarcastic)[/i] Well, let me thank you from the bottom of my heart for that one. How can I ever repay you?!
{Chazz}:[/b] Trust me Tyler, this isn’t what I wanted, but like I said, my hands are tied. If this were anyone else, I don’t think you’d be able to make the PPV. You’re lucky that you wound up here.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Yeah, about that… what happened to the Elite Care Facility?! Why the hell am I stuck in this hell hole with some punk kid of all places?! I have no privacy!
{Chazz}:[/b] They’re full up Tyler, and the pediatric wing was the only floor that had any free beds. When you’re on “the list”, you don’t get to go to the ECF. Like I said, you’re lucky to even be HERE. But on the bright side, I spoke to the doctor. He said you’ll probably be released this afternoon. You took a nasty blow to the head from Davidson. They wanted to run tests to make sure you didn’t have any major damage.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Pardon me for not being too excited about getting out this afternoon. I shouldn’t even be in here in the first place!
{Eric Davidson}:[/b] Hell Tyler, I could have just left you on the street then. Chazz just asked me not to do you in, he didn’t say anything about dropping your ungrateful ass at the hospital… that was all me.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Damn, I can’t believe this is happening to me. (sighs)[/i]
{Chazz}:[/b] Choices Tyler. You made the wrong choice last week, and now it’s coming back to bite you in the ass. But what we do is pick ourselves up, and learn from our bad choices. You win the TV title at the PPV, and that will go a long way to redeeming yourself within the Brotherhood. You’ve faced these two gentlemen before. You know what they can do. You know how they behave in the ring. Now you just take that knowledge and use it to win when it counts the most.
{Tyler Rose}:[/b] Easier said than done, considering your Neanderthal left me like this. (gestures to himself)[/i] I want that gold, more than you know. I’m going to get the hell of here and then I’m going to cut a promo to those guys. This isn’t going to be the same Tyler they’ve faced in the past. This is a new day!
{Chazz}:[/b] I hope for your sake, that you mean it. This had better be a new day for you Tyler, or Eric will certainly make sure that you won’t have to worry about any new one’s coming along for quite some time. That’s out of my hands now. Your fate belongs to you.
*** Several hours later, we find ourselves in a stretch limo riding down the highway. It has a flat screen TV, surround sound system with .mp3 playback, blue-ray player, and a fully stocked wet bar. Tyler is relaxing in the back, wearing a black sweats and white tennis shoes, and a black short sleeved shirt that has $Playboy$ written across the chest in gold lettering, his head also sporting a white bandage wrapped around it. He stares into the camera lens intently for a few seconds before speaking.[/i] ***
{Tyler Rose}: I guess you might be wondering about the bandage… well that’s simple. I screwed up. I’m not going to sugar coat it, or try to make some damn excuse. I had the match won last week, and decided to get a little crazy at the end. It and my bruised ribs are a reminder that I have to make smarter choices. Actually, I think I’m thinking more clearly than I ever have.
Road to Glory… that name fits, because that’s exactly what I’m on. When I came to the MPW I had gold in my sights, and since I’ve been here I’ve made it just to the edge of grasping it, then I slide back down. I’m done sliding. I’m finished with falling. The road for me ends at this PPV, and when the dust settles, I WILL be the new TV champion for the MPW.
I could bring up each of my opponents and begin to rake them over the coals, but I’ve done that all before. I know them, they know me, we know each other. One would assume there would be no surprises in this match, but that would be the wrong assumption to make. I’m not the same guy who faced these men in the past. Oh, they’re probably get in front of the camera and droll on about my porn career, and how I’m not really wrestling material. That’s what they do best. But you see, the truth is… they haven’t beaten me, I’VE beaten MYSELF.
So one might ask then… what’s changed? Are you still doing porn? Yes! Are you still trying to balance both careers at the same time? Yes! I’m not going to stop doing what I love because some jackass tells me that I should. I love being in porn, I love wrestling, and I’m going to continue to do both! When my body reaches a point where I can’t physically do it, then I’ll consider retirement. Until that day comes, I will be a double threat!
For this upcoming match, I know exactly what I have to do to take the gold home! Nothing either one of my opponents say will change that thought process. Being laid up in bed for a few days has given me time to think, to look back on my past matches, and to decide on what if anything should be done differently. I guess I really should thank one Mr. Davidson, for giving me that time… (mocking tone)[/i] yeah right.
With this match, I’m the third shoe. Both opponents don’t look at me as a viable threat, so be it. Considering my win/loss record against them, I might follow suit were I in their shoes. I can say that this time is different, but until we’re in the middle of the ring, in the middle of the match, it’s all talk. Well, I’m done talking; it’s time to start doing. The road to glory ends for me at this PPV, and that will be ME holding up the TV title as the new champion. Arrogance perhaps?! No, simple confidence. The only good thing about losing to these guys in the past is now I know what I need to do to finally beat them when it counts.
Has there ever been a time in my adult career when I simply couldn’t perform? Not something I’m proud of, but yeah. Was that an issue to the point that I began to rethink my career choice in the adult industry?! Hell no! Everyone has bad days, even my upcoming opponents. I got my head on straight, got back in the game, and I’ll let the long list of starlets wanting to do a scene with me stand for itself. So I lost some matches against a couple of assclowns. Time to hang up my wrestling gear for good? Hell no! It’s time to get my head on straight, figure some shit out, and then dive into the match at the PPV! And besides… our illustrious champion has received 2 “Dumbass of the Week” awards, very few people actually get two of those things! I would imagine it’s only a matter of time before Cross winds up with one, but that’s for another day.
My quest for gold ends at Road to Glory because I WILL leave the PPV with gold around my waist, that is simple fact. Yes, I’m hurt, yes I’m not at 100%, but my determination and will to win, will couple with my superior skill set to vault me to the top! And when I win gold with bruised ribs and a concussion… that’s going to make victory that much sweeter! (grins big)[/i] Ciao!
*** Tyler gives a wave to the camera as the scene slowly fades to black.[/i] ***