Post by Alice White on Oct 18, 2012 19:05:21 GMT -5
-----Scene 1-----
Date: Thursday, October 11th
Place: Mexico City, Mexico
Camera: OFF
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An older Mexican man is seen in a dark room, looking something like a fairly large hall. He is sitting at a table with a fancy meal, mostly eaten, sitting in front of him. He sighs as he pushes the plate away and snaps his finger. What appears to be a butler comes from one darkened side of the room and takes the plate and glass away from the table. This is where we hear a knock at the door.
"Come in."
Two younger men come in, both wearing robe type jackets with the hoods up, keeping their faces hidden.
"You know why I sent for you, right?"
Both men just stare silently, finally one of them shaking his head.
"I want us to be known. I want our name to be feared and respected. Much unlike the joke that we have become."
The men just stare.
"I have sent for you, because you are the two who can get our name out internationally. You can bring us to the USA, the land of opportunity!"
A huge grin crosses the man's face now, yet the two younger men stay silent.
"You will infiltrate the American wrestling circuit. Get to know the greats however you can. Bring the knowledge of our cause to them. Make them know us, and cause them to fear us."
The two men nod.
"I want you two because you have the finest lucha training past you that money can buy, and you have the best chance to make the Americans fear you. That is exactly what we need. Now go! Let me know of your progress regularly. Best of luck to you!"
The two men nod, reply with something in Spanish, and go on their way.
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-----Scene 2-----
Date: Thursday, October 17th
Place: Wilkes Barre, PA
Camera: ON
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The two men from before, now wearing regular hooded sweatshirts, apparel of King's College in Wilkes Barre. Both hoodies are incredibly large, to keep the faces still hidden. The men are seen standing outside of the local Ramada Inn. They see the camera crew and look at each other.
"We suppose you want words, no?"
The camera guy nods.
"Very well. We are here to strike fear into the hearts of America. Because that is your weakness. You have the big hearts, no?"
The other man whispers in his ear.
"Oh, sorry. Not the big hearts. You have the big guts!"
Both Mexican men burst into laughter at the very lame fat joke that they had just made.
"But now, it is time for us to...as you say...take care of business. And our business is to be known. We are the most ferocious luchadore superstars in Mexico, and we are here to be known, and so we will!
We have signed with WBSW, something small, something to give us a small start. Get our foot in the door, you know? And we will work up the ladder, all the way to the top, until your whole country is at our very feet, begging for mercy as we take over!"
The two men go crazy with laughter again, clearly thinking big for nobody knowing who they are.
"You see hombres, this week we wrestle your very own OK USA, and we will show you why Mexico is far superior. But until then...adios. See you soon."
With a final laugh, the camera shuts off as the two head back into their hotel for the night.
Date: Thursday, October 11th
Place: Mexico City, Mexico
Camera: OFF
----------
An older Mexican man is seen in a dark room, looking something like a fairly large hall. He is sitting at a table with a fancy meal, mostly eaten, sitting in front of him. He sighs as he pushes the plate away and snaps his finger. What appears to be a butler comes from one darkened side of the room and takes the plate and glass away from the table. This is where we hear a knock at the door.
"Come in."
Two younger men come in, both wearing robe type jackets with the hoods up, keeping their faces hidden.
"You know why I sent for you, right?"
Both men just stare silently, finally one of them shaking his head.
"I want us to be known. I want our name to be feared and respected. Much unlike the joke that we have become."
The men just stare.
"I have sent for you, because you are the two who can get our name out internationally. You can bring us to the USA, the land of opportunity!"
A huge grin crosses the man's face now, yet the two younger men stay silent.
"You will infiltrate the American wrestling circuit. Get to know the greats however you can. Bring the knowledge of our cause to them. Make them know us, and cause them to fear us."
The two men nod.
"I want you two because you have the finest lucha training past you that money can buy, and you have the best chance to make the Americans fear you. That is exactly what we need. Now go! Let me know of your progress regularly. Best of luck to you!"
The two men nod, reply with something in Spanish, and go on their way.
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-----Scene 2-----
Date: Thursday, October 17th
Place: Wilkes Barre, PA
Camera: ON
----------
The two men from before, now wearing regular hooded sweatshirts, apparel of King's College in Wilkes Barre. Both hoodies are incredibly large, to keep the faces still hidden. The men are seen standing outside of the local Ramada Inn. They see the camera crew and look at each other.
"We suppose you want words, no?"
The camera guy nods.
"Very well. We are here to strike fear into the hearts of America. Because that is your weakness. You have the big hearts, no?"
The other man whispers in his ear.
"Oh, sorry. Not the big hearts. You have the big guts!"
Both Mexican men burst into laughter at the very lame fat joke that they had just made.
"But now, it is time for us to...as you say...take care of business. And our business is to be known. We are the most ferocious luchadore superstars in Mexico, and we are here to be known, and so we will!
We have signed with WBSW, something small, something to give us a small start. Get our foot in the door, you know? And we will work up the ladder, all the way to the top, until your whole country is at our very feet, begging for mercy as we take over!"
The two men go crazy with laughter again, clearly thinking big for nobody knowing who they are.
"You see hombres, this week we wrestle your very own OK USA, and we will show you why Mexico is far superior. But until then...adios. See you soon."
With a final laugh, the camera shuts off as the two head back into their hotel for the night.