Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2022 9:01:22 GMT -5
The scene opens to CJ Walker's home in the Ozarks. The only two time World Champion, and head of Madame Wu's personal security team is enjoying a day off from his duties as he works on his 1972 Dodge Demon Pro Touring. The camera approaches and circles to one side while CJ stands up from under the hood. Wipeing his hands on a bandana hanging in his pocket he turns to the camera.
CJ: "Baby Diaz, that's your name. Baby Diaz because you're like a fussy little baby. Oh sure everything is fine when you've got mama's tit in your mouth or your pacifier of Devin Bishop's dick. Do you need a baby bottle of juice? We all know home you like juice. Yeah drinking it, sticking it in your ass with a hypodermic needle. You're a regular juice aficionado ain't ya Baby Diaz?"
He laughs to himself as he closes the hood carefully and uses a soft towel to wipe away any finger prints or smudges. Walker takes a step back and looks at the car then smiles at a job well done.
CJ: "It's a thing of beauty. Fourteen hundred horses of one hundred percent American made MOPAR muscle. No enhancements needed, Unlike Baby Diaz. Oh and Baby boy, since you want to bring up the whole thing about me bashing your arm while it was handcuffed to the ropes. You see that's how things are going to go from now on. You don't get it, my word is law in UPW. I'm the judge, jury, and executioner with the full support from the boss. So if I want to say catch you in catering and crack your skull open to where your brains are leaking out on the Krafts food table. I will and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it. You say you talk the talk and walk the walk but what about if I shatter your jaw so it has to be wired shut then smash the bones in your legs with a sledgehammer? Not a lot of talking or walking going on now is there Baby Diaz?"
He moves away to start putting his tools back where they go. His back to the camera until he finishes and closes the big rolling tool case, clearly he takes pride in his things and makes sure they are taken care of. Walker turns back to face the camera. "Here's the thing. Even if I lose this fatal four way, I'm still getting another shot at the Openweight Championship, it's in my contract. Because I was the champion and lost I get a guaranteed rematch. So for me this Fatal Four Way is just a way to make sure it's one on one. But either way, at Blow Your Mind we'll be seeing each other in the ring. I'll be walking out the Openweight Champion, and your Black Hand buddies will be carrying you out in a bucket. Enjoy yourself Baby Diaz, it's all going to be over soon. Now get out of my garage."
The camera backs away from CJ to the driveway and the garage door closes while the camera fades out. End scene.
CJ: "Baby Diaz, that's your name. Baby Diaz because you're like a fussy little baby. Oh sure everything is fine when you've got mama's tit in your mouth or your pacifier of Devin Bishop's dick. Do you need a baby bottle of juice? We all know home you like juice. Yeah drinking it, sticking it in your ass with a hypodermic needle. You're a regular juice aficionado ain't ya Baby Diaz?"
He laughs to himself as he closes the hood carefully and uses a soft towel to wipe away any finger prints or smudges. Walker takes a step back and looks at the car then smiles at a job well done.
CJ: "It's a thing of beauty. Fourteen hundred horses of one hundred percent American made MOPAR muscle. No enhancements needed, Unlike Baby Diaz. Oh and Baby boy, since you want to bring up the whole thing about me bashing your arm while it was handcuffed to the ropes. You see that's how things are going to go from now on. You don't get it, my word is law in UPW. I'm the judge, jury, and executioner with the full support from the boss. So if I want to say catch you in catering and crack your skull open to where your brains are leaking out on the Krafts food table. I will and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it. You say you talk the talk and walk the walk but what about if I shatter your jaw so it has to be wired shut then smash the bones in your legs with a sledgehammer? Not a lot of talking or walking going on now is there Baby Diaz?"
He moves away to start putting his tools back where they go. His back to the camera until he finishes and closes the big rolling tool case, clearly he takes pride in his things and makes sure they are taken care of. Walker turns back to face the camera. "Here's the thing. Even if I lose this fatal four way, I'm still getting another shot at the Openweight Championship, it's in my contract. Because I was the champion and lost I get a guaranteed rematch. So for me this Fatal Four Way is just a way to make sure it's one on one. But either way, at Blow Your Mind we'll be seeing each other in the ring. I'll be walking out the Openweight Champion, and your Black Hand buddies will be carrying you out in a bucket. Enjoy yourself Baby Diaz, it's all going to be over soon. Now get out of my garage."
The camera backs away from CJ to the driveway and the garage door closes while the camera fades out. End scene.