Post by Zero on May 8, 2013 20:44:00 GMT -5
Voice: Fatality! Sub-Zero wins…
Shaun Cross: No! Fuck! Damn you Sub-Zero!
[This week’s scene opens up in Jason Porters living room. Shaun and Jason are in the middle of an intense Mortal Kombat session. Jason’s favorite album, Beastie Boys License to Ill is blaring from the stereo in the back of the room. The character select menu pops up once more, Shaun demands to try again, selecting the massive four armed Shokan warrior, Goro.]
SC: It’s on now, motherfucker…
JP: Goro huh? I’ll stick with Sub-Zero…
[Reminding Shaun so much of their younger years playing the original Mortal Kombat game on a much older game console, Shaun was truly enjoying himself, taking some off time to rightfully catch up with an old friend.]
Voice: Round 1…Fight!
[And so the “kombat” began, the TV spoke in grunts and Kung Fu yelps as the two guys laugh and cuss with every punch or kick thrown.]
JP: So Shaun…What’s next on your agenda in good ol’ MPW? Fucking helluva match y’all had at Ruthless Assault, dude you were so fuckin’ close to getting that…
SC: Yeah, it was an amazing match, one of the best if not the best I’ve ever had in MPDub…Lucas King got the duke though, and congrats to him, he keeps it up and he’ll be going FAR. Tyler, Taufik, and Jason put in amazing efforts too though, can’t forget them…But I don’t really know what’s next…I know Montreal is the stop for TNT this Thursday. Bell Centre…I’m not booked…
JP: Well it’s only Tuesday, they might jam you in there somewhere. You might show up in Canada and get a title rematch, eh?
SC: Maybe…Who knows, right? Anything can happen in MPW…I’m flying out tomorrow so there must be SOMETHING going on that I’m in…
JP: True that, man…
SC: How about your world? How’s Kales fed treatin’ its new champion?
[Shaun grins, alluding to the tournament Jason won month or so ago to become NMWA’s Heavyweight Champion…]
JP: Oh it’s decent, I’m really focusing on wrestling now…Kale’s got a couple new guys in the fed though…Get this, one of them is the most godawful Jason Voorhees hack you’d ever see…Mason-X he calls himself…I’ve never seen the dude land a single offensive maneuver…
SC: Eew…That sounds horrendous…What about the other dude?
JP: Jimmy Capone…He wears a blue singlet and black boots, he has some sorta cheesy Disco gimmick…I’ll give him credit, the crowd pops whenever his music hits, he’s got something that they like I guess…
SC: Well shit dude, I know Jimmy; he’s an older IWE guy…
[Jason nods a bit with a smile before Shaun continues.]
And hey man, I hope both you and Kale know that I’m sorry for having to get outta NMWA. It was becoming wicked hard to juggle it with MPW. MPW can’t NOT be my first priority, to be honest, the competition is better and it pays the bills-
JP: Dude, it’s totally fine, he and I talked about it and we’re good with it. We loved havin’ ya, but we love watching you on TNT every week just as much…You’ve been doing good…And shit, I have to ask, being involved in the company that I’ve really been hooked on…What’s going on? Any big political doings behind the scenes?
SC: What? Where the fuck did that come from? You lookin' for conspiracy shit or something? ...Anyways, besides the scripted Montreal Screwjob planned for next week?
[Shaun smirked as Jason totally bought the razz for a moment.]
Nah man, not a whole lot that I know of…But shit, that could change in moments…
[Shaun shrugged before unpausing Mortal Kombat and the two begin playing again as the first scene fades out. The next scene starts up in the afternoon of the 9th; hours from the start of TNT live at the Bell Centre in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. The scene shows Shaun standing on the edge of the building’s roof still in civilian clothes, overlooking the marquee and street below.]
So…Here we are, Montreal…A few weeks removed from one fantastic losing effort at Ruthless Assault…But I’m not here to piss and moan about that. As I’ve stated in the past, I live very much in the present, and the present it sure is. Over these past couple weeks, I’ve been pondering. I’ve been pondering just how such a fantastic King of the Mountain match happened without a really large story behind it. Tyler and Jason and I had been involved quite often in matches, but there was never a lot of “out-of-ring” things on air…Lucas came along and we all got in that tussle with the belt and the ladder in the week or two leading up to Ruthless Assault, but really, that’s about it…Not to sound self-important or snobbish but I was feeling at least my matches (even the go-rounds I’ve had with Jason and Tyler)…They were all thrown into the card just to fill a time slot on television. I was considering shortening my time here in MPW…Not because of the losses, but the misdirection (or complete lack of direction) in a lot of what I’ve done here…I was relieved however when I recently received word that matches won’t be booked just for the sake of having a match to fill a card anymore…Just two days ago, I wasn’t booked for this show but it was still requested that I showed my ugly mug here at the Bell Centre…That confused me.
[Shaun sits down on the roof, dangling his feet over the edge, looking intently into the camera.]
So what did I do before my flight to Canada yesterday? I just happened to check my e-mail and read something about Chris Cable throwing down an open challenge this week…I thought it over, thought it over and eventually said “Well shit, that’s my in…”
[Shaun smirks somewhat confidentally.]
Mr. Cable, I must say I accept this challenge you’ve initiated…Y’all must think that your “Absolutely Obnoxious Asshole” garbage is pretty good shit huh? Just too cool for school, am I right? Sauntering on down to the ring, bloodying up ol’ Madd Katt after your little circle jerk already won the match…You’re just one cool customer. Chris, just for future reference, I do like the looks of that X-Core title you wear around your waist…Brings back memories of the “good ol’ days” for me…I’ve seen what you can do, but the phrase “I wouldn’t mess with that guy” doesn’t pop into my mind…Watching some older X-Core and playing some Mortal Kombat makes me excited to compete with an X-Core champion…People say anything can happen in MPW? Well shit, the X-Core division kinda epitomizes that doesn’t it? Anything and everything can happen…You could be sitting pretty on your throne one day…Only to have…Oh I dunno, a Fireman’s Carry Neckbreaker drop you like a rock and send you tumbling back down…So yes, Chris, challenge fucking accepted…I’m expecting a good ol’ fashioned gentleman’s fisticuffs…
[Shaun chuckles a bit to himself before standing back up.]
If only I thought you and you and your Absolutely Obnoxious Asshole cronies would allow THAT…I know your little goonies aren’t above jumping anyone they see as a threat…I’ll be waiting…See you tonight my friend…
[The second scene fades as Shaun turns to walk toward the door leading from the roof to the stairs into the building. The final scene begins immediately, just before the cameras begin rolling, starting up that weeks TNT. Just finishing lacing up his boots in the locker room, Shaun's cell vibrates. He receives a text from Jason.]
"Cross!! all tuned in & ready. give us a good show man!"
[Shaun swiftly replies back before tossing his phone into his locker with the rest of his stuff as the TNT theme music and the crowd simultaneously begin to roar. The final scene slowly fades as Thomas Simon is heard yelling over the ruckus of the crowd.]
Shaun Cross: No! Fuck! Damn you Sub-Zero!
[This week’s scene opens up in Jason Porters living room. Shaun and Jason are in the middle of an intense Mortal Kombat session. Jason’s favorite album, Beastie Boys License to Ill is blaring from the stereo in the back of the room. The character select menu pops up once more, Shaun demands to try again, selecting the massive four armed Shokan warrior, Goro.]
SC: It’s on now, motherfucker…
JP: Goro huh? I’ll stick with Sub-Zero…
[Reminding Shaun so much of their younger years playing the original Mortal Kombat game on a much older game console, Shaun was truly enjoying himself, taking some off time to rightfully catch up with an old friend.]
Voice: Round 1…Fight!
[And so the “kombat” began, the TV spoke in grunts and Kung Fu yelps as the two guys laugh and cuss with every punch or kick thrown.]
JP: So Shaun…What’s next on your agenda in good ol’ MPW? Fucking helluva match y’all had at Ruthless Assault, dude you were so fuckin’ close to getting that…
SC: Yeah, it was an amazing match, one of the best if not the best I’ve ever had in MPDub…Lucas King got the duke though, and congrats to him, he keeps it up and he’ll be going FAR. Tyler, Taufik, and Jason put in amazing efforts too though, can’t forget them…But I don’t really know what’s next…I know Montreal is the stop for TNT this Thursday. Bell Centre…I’m not booked…
JP: Well it’s only Tuesday, they might jam you in there somewhere. You might show up in Canada and get a title rematch, eh?
SC: Maybe…Who knows, right? Anything can happen in MPW…I’m flying out tomorrow so there must be SOMETHING going on that I’m in…
JP: True that, man…
SC: How about your world? How’s Kales fed treatin’ its new champion?
[Shaun grins, alluding to the tournament Jason won month or so ago to become NMWA’s Heavyweight Champion…]
JP: Oh it’s decent, I’m really focusing on wrestling now…Kale’s got a couple new guys in the fed though…Get this, one of them is the most godawful Jason Voorhees hack you’d ever see…Mason-X he calls himself…I’ve never seen the dude land a single offensive maneuver…
SC: Eew…That sounds horrendous…What about the other dude?
JP: Jimmy Capone…He wears a blue singlet and black boots, he has some sorta cheesy Disco gimmick…I’ll give him credit, the crowd pops whenever his music hits, he’s got something that they like I guess…
SC: Well shit dude, I know Jimmy; he’s an older IWE guy…
[Jason nods a bit with a smile before Shaun continues.]
And hey man, I hope both you and Kale know that I’m sorry for having to get outta NMWA. It was becoming wicked hard to juggle it with MPW. MPW can’t NOT be my first priority, to be honest, the competition is better and it pays the bills-
JP: Dude, it’s totally fine, he and I talked about it and we’re good with it. We loved havin’ ya, but we love watching you on TNT every week just as much…You’ve been doing good…And shit, I have to ask, being involved in the company that I’ve really been hooked on…What’s going on? Any big political doings behind the scenes?
SC: What? Where the fuck did that come from? You lookin' for conspiracy shit or something? ...Anyways, besides the scripted Montreal Screwjob planned for next week?
[Shaun smirked as Jason totally bought the razz for a moment.]
Nah man, not a whole lot that I know of…But shit, that could change in moments…
[Shaun shrugged before unpausing Mortal Kombat and the two begin playing again as the first scene fades out. The next scene starts up in the afternoon of the 9th; hours from the start of TNT live at the Bell Centre in Montreal, Quebec, Canada. The scene shows Shaun standing on the edge of the building’s roof still in civilian clothes, overlooking the marquee and street below.]
So…Here we are, Montreal…A few weeks removed from one fantastic losing effort at Ruthless Assault…But I’m not here to piss and moan about that. As I’ve stated in the past, I live very much in the present, and the present it sure is. Over these past couple weeks, I’ve been pondering. I’ve been pondering just how such a fantastic King of the Mountain match happened without a really large story behind it. Tyler and Jason and I had been involved quite often in matches, but there was never a lot of “out-of-ring” things on air…Lucas came along and we all got in that tussle with the belt and the ladder in the week or two leading up to Ruthless Assault, but really, that’s about it…Not to sound self-important or snobbish but I was feeling at least my matches (even the go-rounds I’ve had with Jason and Tyler)…They were all thrown into the card just to fill a time slot on television. I was considering shortening my time here in MPW…Not because of the losses, but the misdirection (or complete lack of direction) in a lot of what I’ve done here…I was relieved however when I recently received word that matches won’t be booked just for the sake of having a match to fill a card anymore…Just two days ago, I wasn’t booked for this show but it was still requested that I showed my ugly mug here at the Bell Centre…That confused me.
[Shaun sits down on the roof, dangling his feet over the edge, looking intently into the camera.]
So what did I do before my flight to Canada yesterday? I just happened to check my e-mail and read something about Chris Cable throwing down an open challenge this week…I thought it over, thought it over and eventually said “Well shit, that’s my in…”
[Shaun smirks somewhat confidentally.]
Mr. Cable, I must say I accept this challenge you’ve initiated…Y’all must think that your “Absolutely Obnoxious Asshole” garbage is pretty good shit huh? Just too cool for school, am I right? Sauntering on down to the ring, bloodying up ol’ Madd Katt after your little circle jerk already won the match…You’re just one cool customer. Chris, just for future reference, I do like the looks of that X-Core title you wear around your waist…Brings back memories of the “good ol’ days” for me…I’ve seen what you can do, but the phrase “I wouldn’t mess with that guy” doesn’t pop into my mind…Watching some older X-Core and playing some Mortal Kombat makes me excited to compete with an X-Core champion…People say anything can happen in MPW? Well shit, the X-Core division kinda epitomizes that doesn’t it? Anything and everything can happen…You could be sitting pretty on your throne one day…Only to have…Oh I dunno, a Fireman’s Carry Neckbreaker drop you like a rock and send you tumbling back down…So yes, Chris, challenge fucking accepted…I’m expecting a good ol’ fashioned gentleman’s fisticuffs…
[Shaun chuckles a bit to himself before standing back up.]
If only I thought you and you and your Absolutely Obnoxious Asshole cronies would allow THAT…I know your little goonies aren’t above jumping anyone they see as a threat…I’ll be waiting…See you tonight my friend…
[The second scene fades as Shaun turns to walk toward the door leading from the roof to the stairs into the building. The final scene begins immediately, just before the cameras begin rolling, starting up that weeks TNT. Just finishing lacing up his boots in the locker room, Shaun's cell vibrates. He receives a text from Jason.]
"Cross!! all tuned in & ready. give us a good show man!"
[Shaun swiftly replies back before tossing his phone into his locker with the rest of his stuff as the TNT theme music and the crowd simultaneously begin to roar. The final scene slowly fades as Thomas Simon is heard yelling over the ruckus of the crowd.]