Post by dj03 on Aug 5, 2013 14:48:57 GMT -5
Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head
We see Derek Jacobs running through the streets of Chicago, working out for his match at Wrestle Extravaganza.
Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid
This match is the biggest opportunity of his career to this point, the Scars of Wrestling cup. If he wins, he proves himself to the PCW faithful, and to Team Lethality. If he fails, well
That's not an option.
As he finishes his workout, he turns to head back to his apartment. About halfway there, his phone chimes, signaling he has a text message. The text is from his best friend, James Parker.
James (text):Meet me at the club in 20 minutes.
Derek runs home and takes a shower before heading to the club.
Heavy bass from the music is reverberating in Derek's chest. Why James decided to turn his club into a Techno club will always be something that Derek will never understand. As he sits at the bar sipping on his Jack and Coke, James comes up and slaps him on the back.
James: Derek! How goes it in the world of rubbing your body with oiled men?
Derek(chuckling):How goes it in the world of oiled men dancing?
James: Ok, ok. Fair enough. But for real man, what's going on? I saw you on Rapture the other night helping some guys cover a girl in shit? The fuck kind of stuff goes on in wrestling these days?
Derek: Shit man, that's Morgan Simmons. THE biggest bitch on the face of the planet. Unfortunately, she also happens to be my boss.
James: Holy shit man. You dumped about 20 tons of shit on your boss? Do you want to start bouncing tonight or tomorrow?
Derek: Haha James. Very funny. I'm not fired, yet. I think that Simmons knows how valuable I am to the company. Plus, even if she did fire me, I know that your lawyers, plus the lawyers that Team Lethality has would get my job back in like 3 days tops. I am untouchable.
James: Just sayin' big man. Watch yourself. I hear you have a big match coming up at Wrestle Extravaganza! Give me the details, bro.
Derek: Yeah. I'm participating in the Scars of Wrestling cup. Since it's my first cup, if I win I get a shot at either the Tag Team or the Broadcast championships. It's not going to be easy, though. There's four other guys in this match that are just as hungry as I am.
James: Hell, if I didn't know any better I'd say you sound worried about this match!
Derek: Ha! Me? Worried about it? Hell no, man. I know exactly what I'm gonna do. I'm in better shape now that I've been in a long time, plus the knee's back to 100 percent. I'm gonna have this match in. the. bag.
James: Just watch after yourself, DJ. If I know you as good as I do, I know you're gonna go after the Broadcast Championship, which means either you're gonna have to deal with Smith Jones, or Brytain Montgomery. Either way, it's gonna be a hell of a fight. Good luck, friend.
James and Derek hug before Derek leaves the club.
A short time later, Derek is hard at work lifting weights and sparring for his upcoming match.
There's a taste of fear
Derek hits the payday on a sparring partner
When the henchmen call
Derek bench presses 500 pounds
Iron fist to tame them
Another shot of Derek dominating in the ring
Iron fist rules them all
Derek is sitting in the middle of the ring with a towel over his head. Sweat drips from his hair and hits the mat. Derek pulls the towel from his head and looks into the camera, a cold gleam in his eye.
Derek: Over the last couple of months, good ol' Dr. Pain here has undergone a transformation of sorts. Ya' see, hanging out with my homies in Team Lethality has some people saying that I've went soft, that I'm not as ruthless as I once was. And you know what?
They're right. I'm not.
You see, after hanging out with the World Heavyweight champion, Danielle Lopez, after training with Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson, after training with the princesses of lethality, I'm more ruthless than I've ever been.
I'm also a little hungry for gold now.
That's why at Wrestle Extravaganza, I WILL win the Scars of Wrestling cup, and I WILL cash it in on the Broadcast Champion. I don't care if it's Brytain Montgomery, Smith Jones or Jesus Christ himself, I will make an impact on PCW. And I'm also man enough to tell whoever the campion is, that they'll never see it coming.
Derek throws his towel over the camera.
Derek: Bank on that...
Bitches.
We see Derek Jacobs running through the streets of Chicago, working out for his match at Wrestle Extravaganza.
Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid
This match is the biggest opportunity of his career to this point, the Scars of Wrestling cup. If he wins, he proves himself to the PCW faithful, and to Team Lethality. If he fails, well
That's not an option.
As he finishes his workout, he turns to head back to his apartment. About halfway there, his phone chimes, signaling he has a text message. The text is from his best friend, James Parker.
James (text):Meet me at the club in 20 minutes.
Derek runs home and takes a shower before heading to the club.
Heavy bass from the music is reverberating in Derek's chest. Why James decided to turn his club into a Techno club will always be something that Derek will never understand. As he sits at the bar sipping on his Jack and Coke, James comes up and slaps him on the back.
James: Derek! How goes it in the world of rubbing your body with oiled men?
Derek(chuckling):How goes it in the world of oiled men dancing?
James: Ok, ok. Fair enough. But for real man, what's going on? I saw you on Rapture the other night helping some guys cover a girl in shit? The fuck kind of stuff goes on in wrestling these days?
Derek: Shit man, that's Morgan Simmons. THE biggest bitch on the face of the planet. Unfortunately, she also happens to be my boss.
James: Holy shit man. You dumped about 20 tons of shit on your boss? Do you want to start bouncing tonight or tomorrow?
Derek: Haha James. Very funny. I'm not fired, yet. I think that Simmons knows how valuable I am to the company. Plus, even if she did fire me, I know that your lawyers, plus the lawyers that Team Lethality has would get my job back in like 3 days tops. I am untouchable.
James: Just sayin' big man. Watch yourself. I hear you have a big match coming up at Wrestle Extravaganza! Give me the details, bro.
Derek: Yeah. I'm participating in the Scars of Wrestling cup. Since it's my first cup, if I win I get a shot at either the Tag Team or the Broadcast championships. It's not going to be easy, though. There's four other guys in this match that are just as hungry as I am.
James: Hell, if I didn't know any better I'd say you sound worried about this match!
Derek: Ha! Me? Worried about it? Hell no, man. I know exactly what I'm gonna do. I'm in better shape now that I've been in a long time, plus the knee's back to 100 percent. I'm gonna have this match in. the. bag.
James: Just watch after yourself, DJ. If I know you as good as I do, I know you're gonna go after the Broadcast Championship, which means either you're gonna have to deal with Smith Jones, or Brytain Montgomery. Either way, it's gonna be a hell of a fight. Good luck, friend.
James and Derek hug before Derek leaves the club.
A short time later, Derek is hard at work lifting weights and sparring for his upcoming match.
There's a taste of fear
Derek hits the payday on a sparring partner
When the henchmen call
Derek bench presses 500 pounds
Iron fist to tame them
Another shot of Derek dominating in the ring
Iron fist rules them all
Derek is sitting in the middle of the ring with a towel over his head. Sweat drips from his hair and hits the mat. Derek pulls the towel from his head and looks into the camera, a cold gleam in his eye.
Derek: Over the last couple of months, good ol' Dr. Pain here has undergone a transformation of sorts. Ya' see, hanging out with my homies in Team Lethality has some people saying that I've went soft, that I'm not as ruthless as I once was. And you know what?
They're right. I'm not.
You see, after hanging out with the World Heavyweight champion, Danielle Lopez, after training with Ryan "The Reaper" Robinson, after training with the princesses of lethality, I'm more ruthless than I've ever been.
I'm also a little hungry for gold now.
That's why at Wrestle Extravaganza, I WILL win the Scars of Wrestling cup, and I WILL cash it in on the Broadcast Champion. I don't care if it's Brytain Montgomery, Smith Jones or Jesus Christ himself, I will make an impact on PCW. And I'm also man enough to tell whoever the campion is, that they'll never see it coming.
Derek throws his towel over the camera.
Derek: Bank on that...
Bitches.