Hope is Still Alive (Copycat/Supremacy) [#1]
Jan 17, 2023 0:17:56 GMT -5
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Post by ForeverKuroi on Jan 17, 2023 0:17:56 GMT -5
The scene fades in. We’re at Copycat’s house… or rather, the house that Terry Bradshaw bought for him. We’re at a table with a deck of cards. The camera switches around as we discover those who are actually playing.
Copycat: I’ll raise.
Copycat pushes a chip toward the center of the table. The camera rotates to..
Reeshi: For fuck’s sake, I’ll fold.
Copycat is heard laughing off camera.
Reeshi: SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I’LL KNOCK YOU OUT.
The camera rotates once more to…
Person: I’ll match it. You can’t fucking stop me. I need to get my fix.
Copycat: Fix? I didn’t know you were a mechanic, Tommy from Ring Crew! I thought you just fixed rings!
Tommy: No, you fucking idiot. My fix like my DRU- …yeah. I’m a mechanic too. That's what I meant by fix. And don’t call me Tommy from Ring Crew. Just call me Tommy. Do you see me calling you Copycat the Loser?
Copycat: Everyone else does.
Tommy: Oh yeah!? Well… Well, yeah. I guess you’re right.
Copycat: Look, are we just going to compliment each other or are we going to play some cards, you talented son of a gun!?
Copycat turns to his other side, opposite Reeshi.
Copycat: What about you, best buddy ever?
The camera turns around to Larry from Legal, who lets out a loud sigh.
Larry: I’m not playing.
Copycat: So you fold?
Larry: No, I said I’m not playing. At all. I don’t even gamble.
Copycat dismissively waves.
Copycat: Nonsense! Just hanging out with me is a gamble! If a lot of people knew about this, you’d be the subject of social ostracization throughout the entire Network!
Larry: If you hadn’t noticed, I’m not even trying to hang out with you. I’m only here because you told me that Goldbear II broke into your house in search of food and I wanted to make sure that-
Copycat: And I actually have food in this house! Isn’t that great?! But this is just a prank between friends, y’know? Besides, you’re here now and you’re not doing anything. Plus, these aren’t even betting with money. These are just chips I just got at the local Target.
But he doesn’t pronounce it Target. He pronounces it Tar-Jay. Larry slowly shakes his head.
Larry: …Fine, I’ll match your offer.
Reeshi: These aren’t even real chips, Copycat! They taste like shit!
Copycat: That’s… That’s because those chips are made out of plastic, Reeshi. Speaking of which, what even is your real name?
Reeshi: If you don’t have my chips, GET ME SOME CHIPS.
Copycat gets up with a startle. He rushes towards the kitchen, but still within earshot of the others.
Reeshi: You jump like a bitch.
Copycat: That’s because my body hurts! I was just in a match! Oh, and Tommy from Ring Crew-
Tommy: -STOP CALLING ME THAT-
Copycat: -I won my match! I even pinned a guy too!
Reeshi: No you didn’t.
Copycat: I did! Some Sheik guy. What was his name again?
Larry grumbles. Reeshi elbows Tommy’s arm.
Reeshi: Watch this. He’s going to come up with the stupidest name ever.
Copycat: Oh, I remember! His name was The Sheik!
Reeshi: Pfft. I knew it.
Larry: Which, Copycat, I’ve been meaning to mention. For some reason, the XHF has gotten a bit of backlash for you on some social media outlets for beating a muslim man like that. I don’t even get it. You two were in a match together.
Copycat: Well I’m just glad that you’re not mad at me and that we’re still friends!
Larry: …Well, anyways, I have a three of a kind..
Larry puts his cards down and we see three 10s.
Tommy: I have a two-pair.
Reeshi: I have a four of a kind!
Reeshi didn’t even let Tommy put his cards down before slamming four 4s on the table. Copycat scratches his head.
Copycat: Wait. I thought you folded! And… And… Wait, do I only have four cards?
Reeshi: Maybe you dropped it.
Copycat: And you have six cards! I also had the four of clubs that you put down! You’re a cheater!
Reeshi gets up and sticks his chest far out, almost farther out than his gut.
Reeshi: Do you want to try that again?
Copycat gets up too.
Copycat: You wouldn’t dare hit a pregnant lady! …or a pregnant man, in this case, I suppose.
Reeshi smirks.
Reeshi: You’re such a coward. The fact that you’re main eventing Supremacy is hilarious. Just like everything, all that you have is what other people give you.
Copycat: That’s not true!
Reeshi: Just like the house that Terry Bradshaw gave you. Just like the money that the Jew lawyer gave you-
Larry: Not Jewish, but the fact that you’d actually say that just because I’m an attorney… Wow.
Reeshi: This Supremacy match, when we all know that Raiden, Dylan and Steve did all the work. Hell, even the attention and sympathy that you get from Tommy!
Tommy from Ring Crew whispers into Reeshi’s ear, just loud enough for the camera’s microphone to pick up.
Tommy: Actually, I got a place to sleep. Once Copycat gives birth and Terry Bradshaw kicks him out, I’m totally out of here.
Reeshi: …Nice.
Copycat: Sorry, I didn’t hear you. What did you say?
Tommy: Uhhh… I said that it’s a… a pleasure to have you as a fr-
Tommy fights his gag reflex.
Tommy: …A friend.
Copycat: Oh, thanks there, Tommy from Ring Crew!
Tommy: …
Reeshi: My point here is that you haven’t earned anything here and you can’t win at Supremacy the way that you are. You think Dylan’s going to bail you out this time? He didn’t even answer your text message!
Copycat: I think I could have gotten the wrong number.
Reeshi: You’re the weakest man on the team, and this ain’t some elimination match.You win when you pin ANYONE, and they’re going to be looking for you!
Copycat: Yeah, but I outlasted Raiden!
Tommy: Shit. It’s not like you pinned Raiden. Or tapped him out. Someone else did it. They did all the work, and if that was the X*Crown Championship match, then you’re the loser everyone thinks you are. I mean, not me of course. You’re my… pal. Hey, can I do coke later on the back porch?
Larry: ABSOLUTELY N-
Copycat: Sure, I’m more of a Pepsi person, but you know me. I’m not picky when it comes to my beverages! But what about Steve Awesome? He seems to like me. We had a good ol’ fashioned bro hug after our match and he seems like he wants to work with me!
Reeshi: Steve’s messing with you, kid. I should know. I’ve been doing it since you signed with CAR.
Copycat: Huh?
Larry: So do I still have to be here?
Tommy: What are you planning on doing on a weeknight?
Larry: …Nothing, I suppose. Fine..
Reeshi: But someone who won’t be messing with you is Zoran, the champ himself. You aren’t a threat to him. You’re nothing to him. You put him to sleep. He’s catching all those Z’s to try to pronounce the S’s in his future promos. Tommy, Larry, do any of you think this little shit here could win the match?
Larry: Nope.
Copycat: Well, you believe in me, right, Tommy?
Pause.
Tommy: Well THANK YOU for saying my name ri-
Copycat: -from Ring Crew.
Tommy: GOD DAMN IT. No! You’re not going to win this match! The only damage you can do to anyone is mental damage! You’re worse than my wife!
Copycat: Oh, you’re married? Yay! What’s her name?
Tommy: SON OF A-
Copycat: And you have a son too!? Awww! We’re all family people here! I’m still trying to think of what I should call my little dickens. Maybe Rey. That way, if it’s a girl, it’ll be named after Rey from Star Wars. And if it's a boy, it’ll be named after El Rey. Isn’t that cute!?
Reeshi: Copycat, you piece of solidified puke, pay attention. You’re wasting your time here! No one thinks you can win!
Copycat: But that’s exactly what I want.
Tommy: Huh?
Reeshi: What?
Copycat: If you ask anyone in the XHF Network. Hell, in professional wrestling or even sports, who the least talented person is, they’ll without a doubt point in my direction. No one thinks I have it in me. For years and years, the collection of belts that made up the X*Crown Championship probably weighed more than me. Now, I’m late in my second trimester and my stomach is reeaaaalllyyyy showing. My back is sore, my feet are killing me, and I have so many chins, people are mistaking me for Dreadvan and asking me why I shaved my head. Oh, and my libido is starting to kick in too!
Suddenly, Larry gets up and rushes into the kitchen where he shoves his face into a trashcan to violently vomit.
Copycat: I don’t look like a champion and I know that. But that plays into my advantage. As long as the match is still going, I have a shot! That way, hope is still alive. That way, I can… y’know, I can tell my new child that their daddy isn’t such a failure. That way, they can be proud.
A tear starts to form in Copycat’s eye.
Reeshi: Oh god. You’re starting to get emotional now. You can bitch and cry and give me as much of a sob story as you want, but that doesn’t mean you have a good plan to win!
Copycat: Oh, but I do have a plan!
Reeshi: …You do?
Copycat: Yup! I plan on running and hiding!
Tommy: …
Larry: *STILL VIOLENTLY VOMITING*
Reeshi: THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN THIS MATCH, YOU STUPID BITCH!?
Copycat: Alright, so you know how everyone’s going to look at the weakest link and go after me? Well, once I get out of everyone’s peripheral long enough, they’ll realize that they’ll need to stay on the defensive or that they'll otherwise need to focus on others who they'll need to worry about. They’ll need to protect their own necks. So they’ll completely forget about the guppy in the shark tank and they’ll start worrying about the other sharks. And what do sharks do when they’re in the ocean with each other?
Tommy: Dude, do I look like Aiden Irwin?
Copycat: They attack each other! They go RAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAW!
Tommy: Raw? I much prefer Smackd-
Larry: I ADVISE YOU TO STOP TALKING RIGHT NOW.
Larry then goes back to violently vomiting.
Copycat: Oh wow. I haven’t seen such a bad stomach bug since Mr. Bradshaw challenged Mr. Mongo to the Battle of the Billionaires match. Anyways, all that I need to do is bide my time. They’ll hurt each other. Since I’m so minor of a threat to them, they’ll have completely forgotten about me!
Reeshi: You know that’s not going to work, right? You can’t even run anymore! That has a one in a million shot of that happening, a one in a million chance of that working.
Copycat: Then I’ll keep doing it.
Reeshi: Until you die.
Larry comes back from the kitchen, using a wet paper towel to clean up his mouth.
Copycat: Yeah, but wrestling is like what Charles Dawkins said, the whole survival of the fitness and all and how it’s about endurance.
Larry: Firstly, it was Charles Darwin. Secondly, it was Survival of the FITTEST and thirdly, it was about adaptability, not endurance.
Copycat: Yeah, well in this scenario, I’m talking about endurance! Think about so many people that have been in the game since we became a Network! Anthony Caffrey, Adrien Cochrane, Bobby Barratt! They’re all gone!
Tommy: Isn’t Bobby Barratt still here? I thought he was the commissioner.
Larry: Yes, sort of.
Copycat: But I’m still here, and I’m still competing and I’m still giving it my all, because that’s who I am! I’m here because I’m a fighter and ultimately if I keep doing this, one day I will win! I’m not the strongest! I’m not the fastest! I’m not even the smartest!
Larry mutters something under his breath.
Copycat: But I’m the most determined and I’m going to be X*Crown Champion! Maybe not at this match. Maybe not at Supremacy. Maybe not at the XHF Rumble, Night of Champions or even this year, but one day. And when I do, it will have happened because I never gave up! Hope is still alive and it will always be alive while we have the ability to do something about it!
The scene fades to black. After a few moments of silence.
Tommy: …So Copycat, can I also bring a girl over too?
Copycat: Oh, your wife? How sweet!
Tommy: Nah, this chick from the bus st… Yeah. My wife. That’s it.
Larry: Shut up, you two! The cameras are still rolling!
Copycat: I’ll raise.
Copycat pushes a chip toward the center of the table. The camera rotates to..
Reeshi: For fuck’s sake, I’ll fold.
Copycat is heard laughing off camera.
Reeshi: SHUT THE FUCK UP OR I’LL KNOCK YOU OUT.
The camera rotates once more to…
Person: I’ll match it. You can’t fucking stop me. I need to get my fix.
Copycat: Fix? I didn’t know you were a mechanic, Tommy from Ring Crew! I thought you just fixed rings!
Tommy: No, you fucking idiot. My fix like my DRU- …yeah. I’m a mechanic too. That's what I meant by fix. And don’t call me Tommy from Ring Crew. Just call me Tommy. Do you see me calling you Copycat the Loser?
Copycat: Everyone else does.
Tommy: Oh yeah!? Well… Well, yeah. I guess you’re right.
Copycat: Look, are we just going to compliment each other or are we going to play some cards, you talented son of a gun!?
Copycat turns to his other side, opposite Reeshi.
Copycat: What about you, best buddy ever?
The camera turns around to Larry from Legal, who lets out a loud sigh.
Larry: I’m not playing.
Copycat: So you fold?
Larry: No, I said I’m not playing. At all. I don’t even gamble.
Copycat dismissively waves.
Copycat: Nonsense! Just hanging out with me is a gamble! If a lot of people knew about this, you’d be the subject of social ostracization throughout the entire Network!
Larry: If you hadn’t noticed, I’m not even trying to hang out with you. I’m only here because you told me that Goldbear II broke into your house in search of food and I wanted to make sure that-
Copycat: And I actually have food in this house! Isn’t that great?! But this is just a prank between friends, y’know? Besides, you’re here now and you’re not doing anything. Plus, these aren’t even betting with money. These are just chips I just got at the local Target.
But he doesn’t pronounce it Target. He pronounces it Tar-Jay. Larry slowly shakes his head.
Larry: …Fine, I’ll match your offer.
Reeshi: These aren’t even real chips, Copycat! They taste like shit!
Copycat: That’s… That’s because those chips are made out of plastic, Reeshi. Speaking of which, what even is your real name?
Reeshi: If you don’t have my chips, GET ME SOME CHIPS.
Copycat gets up with a startle. He rushes towards the kitchen, but still within earshot of the others.
Reeshi: You jump like a bitch.
Copycat: That’s because my body hurts! I was just in a match! Oh, and Tommy from Ring Crew-
Tommy: -STOP CALLING ME THAT-
Copycat: -I won my match! I even pinned a guy too!
Reeshi: No you didn’t.
Copycat: I did! Some Sheik guy. What was his name again?
Larry grumbles. Reeshi elbows Tommy’s arm.
Reeshi: Watch this. He’s going to come up with the stupidest name ever.
Copycat: Oh, I remember! His name was The Sheik!
Reeshi: Pfft. I knew it.
Larry: Which, Copycat, I’ve been meaning to mention. For some reason, the XHF has gotten a bit of backlash for you on some social media outlets for beating a muslim man like that. I don’t even get it. You two were in a match together.
Copycat: Well I’m just glad that you’re not mad at me and that we’re still friends!
Larry: …Well, anyways, I have a three of a kind..
Larry puts his cards down and we see three 10s.
Tommy: I have a two-pair.
Reeshi: I have a four of a kind!
Reeshi didn’t even let Tommy put his cards down before slamming four 4s on the table. Copycat scratches his head.
Copycat: Wait. I thought you folded! And… And… Wait, do I only have four cards?
Reeshi: Maybe you dropped it.
Copycat: And you have six cards! I also had the four of clubs that you put down! You’re a cheater!
Reeshi gets up and sticks his chest far out, almost farther out than his gut.
Reeshi: Do you want to try that again?
Copycat gets up too.
Copycat: You wouldn’t dare hit a pregnant lady! …or a pregnant man, in this case, I suppose.
Reeshi smirks.
Reeshi: You’re such a coward. The fact that you’re main eventing Supremacy is hilarious. Just like everything, all that you have is what other people give you.
Copycat: That’s not true!
Reeshi: Just like the house that Terry Bradshaw gave you. Just like the money that the Jew lawyer gave you-
Larry: Not Jewish, but the fact that you’d actually say that just because I’m an attorney… Wow.
Reeshi: This Supremacy match, when we all know that Raiden, Dylan and Steve did all the work. Hell, even the attention and sympathy that you get from Tommy!
Tommy from Ring Crew whispers into Reeshi’s ear, just loud enough for the camera’s microphone to pick up.
Tommy: Actually, I got a place to sleep. Once Copycat gives birth and Terry Bradshaw kicks him out, I’m totally out of here.
Reeshi: …Nice.
Copycat: Sorry, I didn’t hear you. What did you say?
Tommy: Uhhh… I said that it’s a… a pleasure to have you as a fr-
Tommy fights his gag reflex.
Tommy: …A friend.
Copycat: Oh, thanks there, Tommy from Ring Crew!
Tommy: …
Reeshi: My point here is that you haven’t earned anything here and you can’t win at Supremacy the way that you are. You think Dylan’s going to bail you out this time? He didn’t even answer your text message!
Copycat: I think I could have gotten the wrong number.
Reeshi: You’re the weakest man on the team, and this ain’t some elimination match.You win when you pin ANYONE, and they’re going to be looking for you!
Copycat: Yeah, but I outlasted Raiden!
Tommy: Shit. It’s not like you pinned Raiden. Or tapped him out. Someone else did it. They did all the work, and if that was the X*Crown Championship match, then you’re the loser everyone thinks you are. I mean, not me of course. You’re my… pal. Hey, can I do coke later on the back porch?
Larry: ABSOLUTELY N-
Copycat: Sure, I’m more of a Pepsi person, but you know me. I’m not picky when it comes to my beverages! But what about Steve Awesome? He seems to like me. We had a good ol’ fashioned bro hug after our match and he seems like he wants to work with me!
Reeshi: Steve’s messing with you, kid. I should know. I’ve been doing it since you signed with CAR.
Copycat: Huh?
Larry: So do I still have to be here?
Tommy: What are you planning on doing on a weeknight?
Larry: …Nothing, I suppose. Fine..
Reeshi: But someone who won’t be messing with you is Zoran, the champ himself. You aren’t a threat to him. You’re nothing to him. You put him to sleep. He’s catching all those Z’s to try to pronounce the S’s in his future promos. Tommy, Larry, do any of you think this little shit here could win the match?
Larry: Nope.
Copycat: Well, you believe in me, right, Tommy?
Pause.
Tommy: Well THANK YOU for saying my name ri-
Copycat: -from Ring Crew.
Tommy: GOD DAMN IT. No! You’re not going to win this match! The only damage you can do to anyone is mental damage! You’re worse than my wife!
Copycat: Oh, you’re married? Yay! What’s her name?
Tommy: SON OF A-
Copycat: And you have a son too!? Awww! We’re all family people here! I’m still trying to think of what I should call my little dickens. Maybe Rey. That way, if it’s a girl, it’ll be named after Rey from Star Wars. And if it's a boy, it’ll be named after El Rey. Isn’t that cute!?
Reeshi: Copycat, you piece of solidified puke, pay attention. You’re wasting your time here! No one thinks you can win!
Copycat: But that’s exactly what I want.
Tommy: Huh?
Reeshi: What?
Copycat: If you ask anyone in the XHF Network. Hell, in professional wrestling or even sports, who the least talented person is, they’ll without a doubt point in my direction. No one thinks I have it in me. For years and years, the collection of belts that made up the X*Crown Championship probably weighed more than me. Now, I’m late in my second trimester and my stomach is reeaaaalllyyyy showing. My back is sore, my feet are killing me, and I have so many chins, people are mistaking me for Dreadvan and asking me why I shaved my head. Oh, and my libido is starting to kick in too!
Suddenly, Larry gets up and rushes into the kitchen where he shoves his face into a trashcan to violently vomit.
Copycat: I don’t look like a champion and I know that. But that plays into my advantage. As long as the match is still going, I have a shot! That way, hope is still alive. That way, I can… y’know, I can tell my new child that their daddy isn’t such a failure. That way, they can be proud.
A tear starts to form in Copycat’s eye.
Reeshi: Oh god. You’re starting to get emotional now. You can bitch and cry and give me as much of a sob story as you want, but that doesn’t mean you have a good plan to win!
Copycat: Oh, but I do have a plan!
Reeshi: …You do?
Copycat: Yup! I plan on running and hiding!
Tommy: …
Larry: *STILL VIOLENTLY VOMITING*
Reeshi: THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN THIS MATCH, YOU STUPID BITCH!?
Copycat: Alright, so you know how everyone’s going to look at the weakest link and go after me? Well, once I get out of everyone’s peripheral long enough, they’ll realize that they’ll need to stay on the defensive or that they'll otherwise need to focus on others who they'll need to worry about. They’ll need to protect their own necks. So they’ll completely forget about the guppy in the shark tank and they’ll start worrying about the other sharks. And what do sharks do when they’re in the ocean with each other?
Tommy: Dude, do I look like Aiden Irwin?
Copycat: They attack each other! They go RAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAWRAW!
Tommy: Raw? I much prefer Smackd-
Larry: I ADVISE YOU TO STOP TALKING RIGHT NOW.
Larry then goes back to violently vomiting.
Copycat: Oh wow. I haven’t seen such a bad stomach bug since Mr. Bradshaw challenged Mr. Mongo to the Battle of the Billionaires match. Anyways, all that I need to do is bide my time. They’ll hurt each other. Since I’m so minor of a threat to them, they’ll have completely forgotten about me!
Reeshi: You know that’s not going to work, right? You can’t even run anymore! That has a one in a million shot of that happening, a one in a million chance of that working.
Copycat: Then I’ll keep doing it.
Reeshi: Until you die.
Larry comes back from the kitchen, using a wet paper towel to clean up his mouth.
Copycat: Yeah, but wrestling is like what Charles Dawkins said, the whole survival of the fitness and all and how it’s about endurance.
Larry: Firstly, it was Charles Darwin. Secondly, it was Survival of the FITTEST and thirdly, it was about adaptability, not endurance.
Copycat: Yeah, well in this scenario, I’m talking about endurance! Think about so many people that have been in the game since we became a Network! Anthony Caffrey, Adrien Cochrane, Bobby Barratt! They’re all gone!
Tommy: Isn’t Bobby Barratt still here? I thought he was the commissioner.
Larry: Yes, sort of.
Copycat: But I’m still here, and I’m still competing and I’m still giving it my all, because that’s who I am! I’m here because I’m a fighter and ultimately if I keep doing this, one day I will win! I’m not the strongest! I’m not the fastest! I’m not even the smartest!
Larry mutters something under his breath.
Copycat: But I’m the most determined and I’m going to be X*Crown Champion! Maybe not at this match. Maybe not at Supremacy. Maybe not at the XHF Rumble, Night of Champions or even this year, but one day. And when I do, it will have happened because I never gave up! Hope is still alive and it will always be alive while we have the ability to do something about it!
The scene fades to black. After a few moments of silence.
Tommy: …So Copycat, can I also bring a girl over too?
Copycat: Oh, your wife? How sweet!
Tommy: Nah, this chick from the bus st… Yeah. My wife. That’s it.
Larry: Shut up, you two! The cameras are still rolling!
