Post by Dylan on Apr 25, 2020 22:50:33 GMT -5
June 2010 - Smith Vocational and Agricultural High School
Summer vacation is definitely creeping into the minds of every student at the Smith Vocational and Agricultural High School. It’s almost the end of the latest school year, and everyone in Honors English class is ready to leave and begin their respective summers, whether they be working, enjoying life, or going on long trips to places far, far away. The camera focuses on one moody kid, somehow wearing black jeans, boots, and a sweatshirt, the hood over this kids head. The clock strikes 2:05 pm and all the students rush out of the building. The moody teen walks out behind everyone else, slowly walking out into the parking lot. A cute perky girl comes up to the kid and embraces him. They exchange words, he gives her a long, passionate kiss, and they part ways. The kid walks through the half full parking lot and makes his way to his red ‘98 Jeep Cherokee. He gets in, cranks his radio on too one of the most popular songs he heard growing up, “Sounds Like Teen Spirit” by Nirvana. His music taste is clearly stuck in the past, as he believes modern era music is distasteful and annoying as all hell. He drives off through a small city, passing notable buildings like a McDonalds, a Walmart, and some other local businesses.He finally pulls into a parking lot and walks into a dingy building.
The camera does a ripple effect as he’s walking in the building and somebody yells
Stagehand: “HEY BLACK! Stop standing around like a fucking idiot! You’re on in 1 minute!”
July 17th, 2017 - Backstage at a talk show in England
Black snaps back to reality and realizes where he is; on the set of a special edition of “The Tonight Show starring Jimmy Fallon.”
Crowd: “WORLDWIDEEE!!”
Fallon: “He has wrestler for EFF, JCPW, KOW, WNE, GWA, GWP, and most notably, ICW...”
Crowd: “I-C-DUB! I-C-DUB! I-C-DUB! I-C-DUB!”
Fallon: “You may know him as the Grim Reaper, the Scorpion, the Rookie Sensation, and the Punisher..”
Crowd: “PUN-I-SHER! PUN-I-SHER! PUN-I-SHER! PUN-I-SHER!”
Fallon: “He is the one, the only, THE GWA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION… DYLAN BLACK!”
The crowd gives off an even mixture of cheers and boos, as “MIA” by Avenged Sevenfold plays and Black walks out in his signature shades, million dollar grin, and jean jacket and black pants, GWA International Championship over his shoulder. He sits in the chair by Fallon and shakes his hand.
Fallon: “So Dylan, you have been a member of many shows since your debut in EFF back in May 2016, most recently joining ICW a few weeks ago. What’s your path from your indie darling days to your current status been like?”
Black: “Well Fallon, it’s been a pretty hard fought journey, not at all easy. From my early days in local companies, to getting a call from EFF, it was quite a shot to stardom from there. And I’ve held my fair share of gold, too. And this has all culminated to this championship *pats his championship belt* and my signing with ICW. I believe I’m ranked their #7 Superstar currently, which is [CENSORED] incredible. Ah [CENSORED] sorry, can’t cuss here haha.”
The crowd laughs
Fallon: “Well just a week ago at ICW Castle of Glass, you came very very close to winning the triple threat match, until not checking for anyone by the car proved to be your downfall as Danny Ray ended up using the momentum you gave White to throw him through the windshield and ultimately win. How were you feeling after realizing you did NOT win that match?”
The crowd cheers for The Family Man
Black: “Ah, it was a costly mistake. I could have easily checked and made sure but in my mind I sure Ray was out. And that led to my loss, which it sucks. I didn’t want my first PPV match to be a loss, but ya know. You win some, you lose some. Just gives me a chance to learn from my mistakes, eh?”
Fallon: “So next week you’ll be facing the Shooting Star Champion Bobby Barrett, with his title on the line. How are you feeling about that? Is there anything you’d like to say to Mr. Barrett?”
Black: “It’s a huge, huge opportunity Fallon. It was by chance I found myself in a number one contenders match and the fact I won, it’s again a huge opportunity that I’m thankful Mr. Rieter gave me. And it’s to my understanding he’ll be ringside for the match. I’m just hoping whatever he, Duke Kosloff, and Maverick stay out of the way and let us have a clean match. What they choose to do though really isn’t something I can control. I hope they let us have a clean match, and commence any beatdowns afterwards haha. *Black takes a sip of his water* And uh, Bobby? Well first, congrats on the pregnancy, you seem like you’ll be a great father. I suggest next week, you don’t take me lightly. I am dangerous in the ring, they call me the Punisher for a reason. I want you to bring your A-Game, hell I want you to bring even more than that. Because I’d expect nothing less.”
Black flashes a million dollar grin and leans back
Fallon: “Well, before we send ya off Black, how about a game of… “MAD LIB THEATER!”
The crowd cheers more
Black: “I mean, what other choice do I have? Haha.”
Black and Fallon play Mad Lib Theater, and as the segment ends the feed fizzles to black.
The feed starts back up in Black’s new hotel room near the Motorpoint Arena. He takes off his jacket, glasses and shirt and inspects his body. There are cuts and bruises all over his body from his windshield match. He begins to bandage up his shoulder and left arm, as that’s the most banged up part of his body. The phone rings, he lets it ring for a few moments and finally picks up the call.
Black: “Hello? Who is this?”
The person on the other end of the line is using a voice changer and viewers can not tell who is calling Black.
: “Hello Black. It’s me.”
Black: “What do you want? Man, I ain’t got no business with you.”
: “I got an offer for you Black.”
Black: “And why should I take this offer up. Why should I help you? Why should I do jack shit for you after what YOU pulled on ME?!”
: “Well, for starters there’s a huge cash reward. And, you can get back at some people.”
Black: “I’m listening.”
The mystery man’s voice becomes garbled and people can’t really tell what is being said. Black completely understands what is being said and gives a smirk and chuckles.
Black: “Count me in.”
The scene fades to black.
TO BE CONTINUED!