Crane has it all. We get the Twins
Jun 19, 2023 14:28:12 GMT -5
Rage (aka NoMercyMaster2001) and "The High Roller" Wesley Crane like this
Post by Rage and Cage on Jun 19, 2023 14:28:12 GMT -5
The scene opens inside Rage and Cage’s suite in Turning Rock Casino. The tag team title contenders are enjoying their time off aside from Nic Cage serving as Wesley Crane’s corner man at the most recent Legacy. The doors for the suite burst open and in walks Nicholas Honest Cage. He’s wearing an opened button up shirt over his bare torso and a pair of dress trousers. He almost looks like a weak cosplay of Wesley Crane. Cage has a proud look on his face as he drops his back and runs to the couch. He vaults over the back and lands in his familiar spot. He pulls out his vape pen and takes a drag. After spewing smoke like a locomotive, he calls out.
Cage: Wes! Get out here! I’ve come to regale you!
Rage walks in from the side bedroom. He is glad in his recreational romper. He sees his brother and gives him a nod.
Rage: No shame, Nic. Like what you like, but I don’t know if I wanted to be regaled. Helping family with kinks is a little too far for me.
Cage: No, no! It’s not a sex thing. It’s a rich guy thing! Mr. Crane taught me about it. Rich guys talk about their success, usually in hunting, to their audience. Well, I want to regale, and you’re the only audience I have!
Rage shakes his head and takes a seat in a chair and motions for Cage to go. Cage takes another drag from his pen, blows smoke, then proceeds to blow some more smoke.
Cage: So there we were at Legacy: it was Mr. Crane and me against Watts and Jordan. I was worried that the we were outmanned, but Mr. Crane was cool as a cucumber! He had a plan! You know that thing he always says?
Rage sighs and nods.
Cage: Well, he did it in front of me! It’s unreal seeing it in person! Anyway, he’s wearing Watts down, and I, serving as his “luck enhancer”, wanted to speed the match along to its eventual conclusion. Why waste time? The champagne was getting warmer, and the girls were getting lonely. So I help him. Boomer Jordan hits me with a sucker punch. It looked bad for your boy, but all of a sudden…BOOM…H.R.K.O.! Jordan’s finished! Now, it’s finally a fair fight. Before you know it, ONE TWO THREE, and Mr. Crane collects another belt! You should have been there!
Rage: I knew you had it handled, bro. Besides, it gave me more time to think about our career.
Cage: Oh yeah!
Rage: Yeah. While One Percent Wes tosses another belt on his heap, what about us? We were the next WUK Tag Team Champions, and what has he done to get us our belts? Crane even has a tag team title belt, and we don’t! That’s fucked up, Nic!
Cage: It’s not like that! Mr. Crane is a busy man! He now has three singles belts and a tag title belt. That’s a lot of responsibility. I mean, one belt is technically dissolved now, but it’s still a lot! He had to deal with Ronnie Long and Kalmin Watts back to back. Once he has time, I guarantee you he will demand that we be awarded the WUK Tag Team Titles.
Rage: You mean like now? He doesn’t have a match at Legacy.
Cage: Yes! I bet you he’s demanding us to be given the titles or he won’t show up for Legacy!
Rage: He’s not scheduled for the show! That’s not a threat!
Cage: YOU’RE NOT A THREAT!
Cage shakes his head and looks at his pen.
Cage: Oh shit, this is great stuff!
Rage stands up and holds up his hand.
Rage: Nic, I don’t want to fight on this holy day.
Cage: It’s Sunday?
Rage: No, it’s Juneteenth! June 19!
Cage: OH! 6-1-9, it’s Rey Mysterio’s birthday! I love that dude!
Rage gets red in the face as Cage pulls out his phone to post birthday greetings to Rey Mysterio.
Rage: NO! It’s a wonderful day of celebration for Black Americans!
Cage: You mean “African-Americans”.
Rage: No, I don’t. That’s Boomer nonsense. Black people come from places besides Africa, and today is the day they finally started cracking the wall of hwite systemic oppression. The news reached formerly enslaved persons in…Texas, ugh… that they were now free. It’s an important day!
Cage: The day everything got better!
Rage: That’s not true at all. It was one, small win to secure the most basic of human rights. It wasn’t nearly enough.
Cage: Sooooooo, we shouldn’t celebrate it, then?
Rage: We should honor the day, but it’s not our place to celebrate. This has been a long tradition in the Black community.
Cage looks at his phone.
Cage: Hey, this just became a holiday in 2020. How is it a long tradition?
Rage rubs his eyes and spits out a response through his clenched jaw.
Rage: That is when it became a federal holiday. It was celebrated long before federal recognition.
Cage: So we’re both right! Sweet!
Rage: Not in the slightest.
Cage ignores his brother.
Cage: I like when things work out like that. Anyway, back to the tag titles, you can bet something will happen.
Cage’s phone dings. He looks at it. He grins and flips it to Rage.
Cage: Look.at.that! Mr. Crane doing his work! We got a match with the Twins. That sounds hot!
Rage: Did you look at the Twins?
Rage pulls up an image of the team and shows it to Cage. Cage screams and bats the phone away.
Cage: They’re hideous!
Rage: We’re wrestling them at Legacy, and there’s no mention ot the tag titles.
Cage: Maybe it’s a surprise.
Rage: A surprise tag title match? That sounds ridiculous! Crane is up in the penthouse rolling with Katie Moss while we have to roll around with the Twins.
Cage: They’ve killed that word for me.
Cage: Wes! Get out here! I’ve come to regale you!
Rage walks in from the side bedroom. He is glad in his recreational romper. He sees his brother and gives him a nod.
Rage: No shame, Nic. Like what you like, but I don’t know if I wanted to be regaled. Helping family with kinks is a little too far for me.
Cage: No, no! It’s not a sex thing. It’s a rich guy thing! Mr. Crane taught me about it. Rich guys talk about their success, usually in hunting, to their audience. Well, I want to regale, and you’re the only audience I have!
Rage shakes his head and takes a seat in a chair and motions for Cage to go. Cage takes another drag from his pen, blows smoke, then proceeds to blow some more smoke.
Cage: So there we were at Legacy: it was Mr. Crane and me against Watts and Jordan. I was worried that the we were outmanned, but Mr. Crane was cool as a cucumber! He had a plan! You know that thing he always says?
Rage sighs and nods.
Cage: Well, he did it in front of me! It’s unreal seeing it in person! Anyway, he’s wearing Watts down, and I, serving as his “luck enhancer”, wanted to speed the match along to its eventual conclusion. Why waste time? The champagne was getting warmer, and the girls were getting lonely. So I help him. Boomer Jordan hits me with a sucker punch. It looked bad for your boy, but all of a sudden…BOOM…H.R.K.O.! Jordan’s finished! Now, it’s finally a fair fight. Before you know it, ONE TWO THREE, and Mr. Crane collects another belt! You should have been there!
Rage: I knew you had it handled, bro. Besides, it gave me more time to think about our career.
Cage: Oh yeah!
Rage: Yeah. While One Percent Wes tosses another belt on his heap, what about us? We were the next WUK Tag Team Champions, and what has he done to get us our belts? Crane even has a tag team title belt, and we don’t! That’s fucked up, Nic!
Cage: It’s not like that! Mr. Crane is a busy man! He now has three singles belts and a tag title belt. That’s a lot of responsibility. I mean, one belt is technically dissolved now, but it’s still a lot! He had to deal with Ronnie Long and Kalmin Watts back to back. Once he has time, I guarantee you he will demand that we be awarded the WUK Tag Team Titles.
Rage: You mean like now? He doesn’t have a match at Legacy.
Cage: Yes! I bet you he’s demanding us to be given the titles or he won’t show up for Legacy!
Rage: He’s not scheduled for the show! That’s not a threat!
Cage: YOU’RE NOT A THREAT!
Cage shakes his head and looks at his pen.
Cage: Oh shit, this is great stuff!
Rage stands up and holds up his hand.
Rage: Nic, I don’t want to fight on this holy day.
Cage: It’s Sunday?
Rage: No, it’s Juneteenth! June 19!
Cage: OH! 6-1-9, it’s Rey Mysterio’s birthday! I love that dude!
Rage gets red in the face as Cage pulls out his phone to post birthday greetings to Rey Mysterio.
Rage: NO! It’s a wonderful day of celebration for Black Americans!
Cage: You mean “African-Americans”.
Rage: No, I don’t. That’s Boomer nonsense. Black people come from places besides Africa, and today is the day they finally started cracking the wall of hwite systemic oppression. The news reached formerly enslaved persons in…Texas, ugh… that they were now free. It’s an important day!
Cage: The day everything got better!
Rage: That’s not true at all. It was one, small win to secure the most basic of human rights. It wasn’t nearly enough.
Cage: Sooooooo, we shouldn’t celebrate it, then?
Rage: We should honor the day, but it’s not our place to celebrate. This has been a long tradition in the Black community.
Cage looks at his phone.
Cage: Hey, this just became a holiday in 2020. How is it a long tradition?
Rage rubs his eyes and spits out a response through his clenched jaw.
Rage: That is when it became a federal holiday. It was celebrated long before federal recognition.
Cage: So we’re both right! Sweet!
Rage: Not in the slightest.
Cage ignores his brother.
Cage: I like when things work out like that. Anyway, back to the tag titles, you can bet something will happen.
Cage’s phone dings. He looks at it. He grins and flips it to Rage.
Cage: Look.at.that! Mr. Crane doing his work! We got a match with the Twins. That sounds hot!
Rage: Did you look at the Twins?
Rage pulls up an image of the team and shows it to Cage. Cage screams and bats the phone away.
Cage: They’re hideous!
Rage: We’re wrestling them at Legacy, and there’s no mention ot the tag titles.
Cage: Maybe it’s a surprise.
Rage: A surprise tag title match? That sounds ridiculous! Crane is up in the penthouse rolling with Katie Moss while we have to roll around with the Twins.
Cage: They’ve killed that word for me.