Post by Homeland Security on Nov 29, 2016 14:21:01 GMT -5
The scene opens up and we see Luke Savage sitting in his locker room taping his hands up as he prepares for his next training session. Another man, one of Luke’s coaches by the name of Rex, is also in the room with him and both of them are watching a highlight tape of Luke’s opponent at the upcoming Meltdown, Drake Knight. Drake is shown slamming an unknown wrestler to the mat with a thunderous running powerslam and then another clip shows him with another wrestler held high above his head in a military press position for a few moments before tossing him across the ring and to the mat with ease.
Luke: "Jesus…so how much does this fella Drake weigh?"
Rex pipes in to answer Luke’s question.
Rex: "350 pounds I believe."
Luke cringes.
Luke: "Damn. You sure I can’t bring a tranquilizer gun to the ring or somethin’? I mean hell, how am I supposed to deal with a god damned 350 pound monster like that? The NAW needs some damned weight divisions or somethin’."
Rex: "Everybody has weaknesses Luke, that’s why I’m showing you this highlight tape. Speed and precision can overcome strength if you train it properly and that’s what we’re gonna do here. You can win this."
Luke: "Yeah well a tranquilizer dart can beat strength too."
Rex: "That’s a negative on the tranquilizer gun Luke. Now focus. We need to find the holes in his game."
The footage continues to play for a bit longer showing bits and pieces of Drake demolishing other wrestlers. A clip then plays showing Sweet Annihilation and Kandi Washington inside the ring celebrating their latest victory on the last Meltdown, the winning of the NAW Tag Team Championships. Luke’s eyes widen and he glances at Rex.
Luke: "Whoa, hold on a second there Rex…I think I just seen an angel. Who in the heck is THAT!?"
Rex motions to the television towards Kandi.
Rex: "Who, her? That’s Kandi Washington. Yeah she’s a looker. She’s getting ready to wrestle for the Femme Fatal Championship at…"
Luke interrupts Rex.
Luke: "No I don’t mean her, I know who that is. I mean her standin’ right there with the other Tag Team Title belt. That fine piece of women right there."
Rex looks at the television again, appearing a bit confused.
Rex: "You mean Ice?"
Luke: "Is that her name? Ice? Well I’ll tell you this Rex…you gimme a night with her and she might have to change her name to Fire if you know what I mean."
Rex: "Yeah I know what you mean, but come on Luke…stay focused. It’s that six foot six inch 350 pound pissed-off looking guy standing in the middle of that group who you should be concerned with. That’s who you’re up against on Meltdown this week."
Luke: "Well the reason he’s probably so pissed-off is because he doesn’t realize what a babe his tag team partner is. He’s been too busy listenin’ to that other skinny painted up Barbie doll next to him flap her obnoxious jaws all the time. Matter of fact, Drake doesn’t seem like the brightest light bulb on the Christmas tree does he? I could just try to outsmart him. Maybe bring one of those laser pointers out to the ring with me on Meltdown and see if I can get him to start chasin’ the dot around the canvas like a cat until he gets dizzy and gasses himself out. You ever see one of those cat videos on YouTube? Boy, those are some funny videos right there. That one where the cat climbs up the curtains…"
Luke laughs and Rex hits the pause button on the remote and stands up. He appears to have lost his patience and he interrupts Luke with a slight outburst.
Rex: “Luke, I don’t give a shit about some cat videos on YouTube! My job is to help you train in this gym and that’s what I’m here to work on! You have a target on your head and Drake Knight is the man holding the shotgun. You better start getting serious about this match or else…”
Luke jumps up and snatches Rex up by the shirt collar, putting him up against the set of lockers. Luke’s facial expression changes from happy go lucky to instant rage as he gets up close and peers into Rex’s eyes.
Luke: “Or else what!? Is this serious enough for you!? Don’t tell me how I’m supposed to feel about this match! I know better than anybody on the NAW roster how it feels to walk into a fight like this! Look at the opponents I’ve been up against since I became an NAW wrestler! Nobody has faced competition like I have! I’ve fought everybody on the NAW roster tooth and nail and even though I might not have come out of many of those fights on the winnin' end…here I still stand healthy and ready to keep right at it! I’m a warrior and there ain’t a human being on this earth who’s gonna change that! Not even some 350 pound stack of shit like Drake Knight!”
Luke releases Rex and he puts his hands up in a defensive position.
Rex: “Ok, ok…chill out. I hear you loud and clear.”
Luke walks over and sits back down. He picks up another roll of tape and begins taping up his other hand.
Luke: “Sorry Rex, but don’t ever question my commitment. I’ve lost count of how many times somebody came into this company and told me they were going to end me. But what’s funny is…none of those people are even on the NAW roster anymore. Ever since I walked through the doors and joined the NAW I’ve heard all sorts of people sayin’ that they were gonna do this or do that. “Oh I’m gonna become the next Horizon Champion!” or “Oh, that Legacy Championship is gonna be all mine!”
Luke shakes his head.
Luke: “But then when they fall short and reality sets in…they tuck tail and run. They can’t handle the sting of failure and they retreat right back underneath the rock they came from. But me? Hell I tasted the sting of defeat on many occasions and I ain’t went anywhere have I? I’ve fought many wars in this company and I plan to fight many more, so you’ll have to excuse me if I don’t get all hot and bothered when another meathead like Drake Knight comes stompin’ into the NAW makin' threats.”
Rex: “Alright, fair enough. I guess that’s enough homework for today. Something tells me we’ll get much better results in the gym than we just did here. At least I sure hope we do."
Luke growls.
Luke: "Yeah, I never been much for school work anyway."
Luke finishes taping his last hand up and he stands up and follows Rex out of the room and into the gym as the scene ends.
Luke: "Jesus…so how much does this fella Drake weigh?"
Rex pipes in to answer Luke’s question.
Rex: "350 pounds I believe."
Luke cringes.
Luke: "Damn. You sure I can’t bring a tranquilizer gun to the ring or somethin’? I mean hell, how am I supposed to deal with a god damned 350 pound monster like that? The NAW needs some damned weight divisions or somethin’."
Rex: "Everybody has weaknesses Luke, that’s why I’m showing you this highlight tape. Speed and precision can overcome strength if you train it properly and that’s what we’re gonna do here. You can win this."
Luke: "Yeah well a tranquilizer dart can beat strength too."
Rex: "That’s a negative on the tranquilizer gun Luke. Now focus. We need to find the holes in his game."
The footage continues to play for a bit longer showing bits and pieces of Drake demolishing other wrestlers. A clip then plays showing Sweet Annihilation and Kandi Washington inside the ring celebrating their latest victory on the last Meltdown, the winning of the NAW Tag Team Championships. Luke’s eyes widen and he glances at Rex.
Luke: "Whoa, hold on a second there Rex…I think I just seen an angel. Who in the heck is THAT!?"
Rex motions to the television towards Kandi.
Rex: "Who, her? That’s Kandi Washington. Yeah she’s a looker. She’s getting ready to wrestle for the Femme Fatal Championship at…"
Luke interrupts Rex.
Luke: "No I don’t mean her, I know who that is. I mean her standin’ right there with the other Tag Team Title belt. That fine piece of women right there."
Rex looks at the television again, appearing a bit confused.
Rex: "You mean Ice?"
Luke: "Is that her name? Ice? Well I’ll tell you this Rex…you gimme a night with her and she might have to change her name to Fire if you know what I mean."
Rex: "Yeah I know what you mean, but come on Luke…stay focused. It’s that six foot six inch 350 pound pissed-off looking guy standing in the middle of that group who you should be concerned with. That’s who you’re up against on Meltdown this week."
Luke: "Well the reason he’s probably so pissed-off is because he doesn’t realize what a babe his tag team partner is. He’s been too busy listenin’ to that other skinny painted up Barbie doll next to him flap her obnoxious jaws all the time. Matter of fact, Drake doesn’t seem like the brightest light bulb on the Christmas tree does he? I could just try to outsmart him. Maybe bring one of those laser pointers out to the ring with me on Meltdown and see if I can get him to start chasin’ the dot around the canvas like a cat until he gets dizzy and gasses himself out. You ever see one of those cat videos on YouTube? Boy, those are some funny videos right there. That one where the cat climbs up the curtains…"
Luke laughs and Rex hits the pause button on the remote and stands up. He appears to have lost his patience and he interrupts Luke with a slight outburst.
Rex: “Luke, I don’t give a shit about some cat videos on YouTube! My job is to help you train in this gym and that’s what I’m here to work on! You have a target on your head and Drake Knight is the man holding the shotgun. You better start getting serious about this match or else…”
Luke jumps up and snatches Rex up by the shirt collar, putting him up against the set of lockers. Luke’s facial expression changes from happy go lucky to instant rage as he gets up close and peers into Rex’s eyes.
Luke: “Or else what!? Is this serious enough for you!? Don’t tell me how I’m supposed to feel about this match! I know better than anybody on the NAW roster how it feels to walk into a fight like this! Look at the opponents I’ve been up against since I became an NAW wrestler! Nobody has faced competition like I have! I’ve fought everybody on the NAW roster tooth and nail and even though I might not have come out of many of those fights on the winnin' end…here I still stand healthy and ready to keep right at it! I’m a warrior and there ain’t a human being on this earth who’s gonna change that! Not even some 350 pound stack of shit like Drake Knight!”
Luke releases Rex and he puts his hands up in a defensive position.
Rex: “Ok, ok…chill out. I hear you loud and clear.”
Luke walks over and sits back down. He picks up another roll of tape and begins taping up his other hand.
Luke: “Sorry Rex, but don’t ever question my commitment. I’ve lost count of how many times somebody came into this company and told me they were going to end me. But what’s funny is…none of those people are even on the NAW roster anymore. Ever since I walked through the doors and joined the NAW I’ve heard all sorts of people sayin’ that they were gonna do this or do that. “Oh I’m gonna become the next Horizon Champion!” or “Oh, that Legacy Championship is gonna be all mine!”
Luke shakes his head.
Luke: “But then when they fall short and reality sets in…they tuck tail and run. They can’t handle the sting of failure and they retreat right back underneath the rock they came from. But me? Hell I tasted the sting of defeat on many occasions and I ain’t went anywhere have I? I’ve fought many wars in this company and I plan to fight many more, so you’ll have to excuse me if I don’t get all hot and bothered when another meathead like Drake Knight comes stompin’ into the NAW makin' threats.”
Rex: “Alright, fair enough. I guess that’s enough homework for today. Something tells me we’ll get much better results in the gym than we just did here. At least I sure hope we do."
Luke growls.
Luke: "Yeah, I never been much for school work anyway."
Luke finishes taping his last hand up and he stands up and follows Rex out of the room and into the gym as the scene ends.