Post by Al Pérez on May 22, 2011 10:39:37 GMT -5
The scene opens up to a house located in Oakland, California. Laying on the couch is Kilo Pérez, who is dressed in nothing but gray sweat pants and a white tank top. It is apparent that he either does not feel well or he is too hung over from the previous night. Both choices are fairly optional. As soon as he goes to roll over on another side, he hears the doorbell. Kilo moans like he's annoyed before getting up and walking to the door. He answers it and sees Christina Pérez and Ivette Hernandez. He hugs them both before they head inside. Christina and Ivette sit down on the opposite couch while Kilo goes back to his normal position.[/i]
Christina: Oh no you're not!
Kilo: What are you talking about?
Christina: Look at you! You are so not fab right now!
Ivette: You look like you have not showered in days. What gives?
Kilo: I just feel like shit! It's a reason why I was not at Rapture the week before.
Christina: Right. But you do know that Slamathon is a very important match, right?
Kilo: Hell yes! The Broadcast Championship is going to be around the waist of somebody truly deserving.
Ivette: And once we win the Womens Tag Team titles, the three of us will become...
Kilo/Christina/Ivette: FLAWLESS AND UNSTOPPABLE!
Kilo: It's our time and all the pieces are right there. Hell this plan has come to fruition sooner than I thought.
Christina: Why do you say sooner?
Kilo: Have you seen who is a part of PCW management? My god! There's Tyler Brownlee who is just too inept at his job. He loves the wrestlers who smile and give out candy to the ignorant fucking sheep.
Christina: Yeah, he is just... Ugh!
Kilo: And Leo Hawkins! I hate to break it to him but his clothing style was so 1998. It's 2011, update with the times.
Ivette: Not to mention that shitty haircut he has. It's that fucking awful.
Christina: Agreed!
Kilo: And who can forget Da Xtreme Dynasty's little bitch boy... Terrell Ryder!
Ivette: What is he trying to prove? How dumb asses can get in power.
Kilo: Something like that. Now Terrell has been around the block. He always put the numbers in the favor of HIS people. You know, the James Baker's of the world. And knowing how well he protects them, getting past him is gonna be a toughie.
Christina: And we know who he favors.
Ivette: That bitch Danielle Lopez!
Christina: She is a major disgrace to all Latina's.
Kilo: Most definitely. Of course, she has something in common with all these American retards.
Ivette: Other than being born in this shithole?
Kilo: Yep! She's not only one of them, but she's just as much of a dumb ass as they are. Fucking pathetic.
Christina: Indeed! I hate people like her anyways.
Ivette: She's also friends with Desiree Miles.
Christina: And Talia Skye.
Kilo: Isn't she the one with the bad nose job?
Christina: THAT! And she has way too many injections in her face. Absolutely sickening.
Kilo: You can kick that face in with your bare foot and it would crack like a statue's.
Kilo/Christina/Ivette: TOTAL FAILURE!
Christina: Ki. Don't you have something planned for today?
Kilo: Oh shit... that one guy from the Nail Salon wanted to meet up with me today and I have to dress up nice.
Christina: Of course you do. He likes you after all.
Kilo: Yeah. He does. I guess I should go clean up, huh?
Christina: Oh yeah! I'm going to help pick out your outfit.
Kilo: Super! Lets do this already.
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The scene now opens up to a Denny's where Kilo is sitting at a table, wearing a white buttoned down shirt, blue jeans and black sneakers. As he is sitting there, the man from the nail salon walks in and goes to the table. He sits down and stares at Kilo, who begins to speak.
Kilo: Hi. Glad you could make it nail guy.
Nail Guy: Please call me Eric. That's my real name.
Kilo: Alright Eric! And I'm Al, but call me Kilo because I hate my real first name.
Eric: Haha! Alright Kilo. As you wish.
Kilo: I have to be honest. What made you interested in me?
Eric: Look at you. You're gorgeous. You also are a good guy that's just mis-understood.
Kilo: Tell me about it. I'm sure you have been watching PCW as of late.
Eric: Oh definitely. The fans just do not like you, Christina and Ivette at all.
Kilo: It is total bullshit as to why either, but fuck the fans. Like I care about them anyways.
As he said that, a little boy about five years old walks up with a pen and paper and taps Kilo on the shoulder.[/i]
Kid: Excuse me! I was wanting to know if you could sign this for me?
Kilo: Why the hell should I do that? Do you realize that this is MY personal time?
Kid's Dad: Hey! You show some respect.
Kilo: Bite me fuck face! Do I look like somebody that cares for fat inbreded retards such as yourself?
Kid's Dad: Fans pay your salary, faggot.
Suddenly, Kilo's face turns red and he has flashbacks to stuff he does not remember. As he goes back to reality, it hits him.
Kilo: What did you call me, fucktard?
Kid's Dad: I called you a faggot because it's obvious you are one, and your friend over there is the biggest fruit cake I have ever seen.
Kilo: Ah yes. It's starting to come back to me. Old memories to be precise. In fact, I remember your stupid ass from High School. Always tormenting Christina and Ivette, to the point where you have attempted to physically abuse them. You stuffed me in a fucking locker just based on how I dress.
Kid's Dad: And you still dress like a homo. Tell me, what is your orientation?
Kilo: Since you asked. I'm gay motherfucker, and I'm proud of it. What are you going to do about it now?
Kid's Dad: You and your little boyfriend over there are going to pay.
Kilo: Eric, are you ready to kick some ass?
Eric: Sure. It's been a while since I last got into a fight, but he called me a derogatory name.
Kilo: Excellent! Lets see what you got, fat man!
The kid's dad prepares for his fight. Kilo unbuttons his shirt and prepares for what possible could be brought to him. The fat man makes the first move, but Kilo uses his quickness to move out of the way. He even smiles and points to his head, exclaiming that he is indeed the smarter one. The fat man runs toward him again, and Kilo moves out of the way again, but wait! Eric comes sliding through and kicks the fat guy in the knee cap to stun him. From there, Kilo and Eric start kicking the shit out of the fat guy, making him bleed and suffer all types of damage. They eventually lay off, but not without the kid shouting at them.
Kid's Dad: You two hurt my daddy! You monsters.
Kilo: Shut up kid! Go listen to Justin Bieber albums or something you pathetic fucking scum.
The kid starts crying and helps his father up. They eventually leave with their heads down in shame. Kilo and Eric smile and laugh once they left.
Eric: Oh my god! That was so fun.
Kilo: Yes it was. Needed that work out too.
Eric: So, when you said that you were gay. Was it true?
Kilo: Yeah. It is the truth. For so long, I had hidden that from everybody for some reason. Why I will never know, but after all these years. I cannot hide it any longer. I---!
As Kilo is about to speak another word, Eric pulls him in and kisses him on the lips. Kilo looks at him with a bit of a shock on his face.
Kilo: What was that for?
Eric: I don't know. Spur of the moment I guess. Did you like it?
Kilo: Are you kidding? I loved it. Are there going to be anymore of those?
Eric: Sure. Are we like... a couple?
Kilo: Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?
Eric: Yes. Yes I am.
Kilo: Well. I would be honored to be your boyfriend.
This time, Kilo reaches in and shares a passionate kiss with Eric. The two gaze into each other's eyes before giving another kiss. Eric and Kilo hold hands and decide to walk out of Dennys. From there, the scene fades out.[/i]
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Kilo: I find society to be very pathetic. For those of you who are out of touch with reality, and that pertains to most of the ignorant sheep out there. I am a homosexual. In more simplistic terms for the retard fans and media people, I am gay. Gay people have it a lot harder to make it in this world than straight people do. From adopting kids to getting ridiculed for your sexuality of choice, it's fucking bullshit and it's been a part of this country for as long as I can remember. Look no further than the military. Gays, bisexuals and lesbians are/were discharged because of their sexual orientation. Come on, those people could have been a fine member of whatever military service they're in, but like the pigs they are. This country just bashes them for sexuality. And you wonder why Ivette, Christina and I bash this shitty country to death.
But it's not all bad. I know in a few short days, I get my opportunity to get back at holding a championship when I get my hands on that retard, Danielle Lopez. Danielle you stupid fucking bitch, you think you're hot shit, huh? Think again honey! You are nothing more than a glorified spot monkey who just so happened to have gotten her big break by marrying one of the biggest scumbags in the business. And yes, James Baker is indeed a scumbag. I still remember him, Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks doing everything they could to bring me down. From pouring horse piss and cow shit all over my clothes, to attacking me backstage at every turn. Or my personal favorite, shaving off all my hair after being unconscious. You can see why I am bitter, but yet all these parasites don't understand the pain that comes with all that and not to mention the ridicule that people like me get on a daily basis for being gay.
Danielle, you have a lot of momentum. You're the Broadcast Champion and at SNK: XX, my girls Christina and Ivette will beat the living shit out of you and Desiree to get those PCW Womens Tag Team Titles. But for you, at Slamathon II, I will walk in front of all those hillbilly retards, and I will emerge as your new PCW Broadcast Champion. Why? Because I simply am better than the rest, and I am a better representation for the Broadcast division and the Mexican culture than Danielle ever could be. Danielle is just a stupid retard while I am greatness. And I will show her and everybody else why I am the best there is in the world. I am Kilo Perez and I am out. See you on Saturday Danielle, you stupid fucking bitch!
Fade to Black
Christina: Oh no you're not!
Kilo: What are you talking about?
Christina: Look at you! You are so not fab right now!
Ivette: You look like you have not showered in days. What gives?
Kilo: I just feel like shit! It's a reason why I was not at Rapture the week before.
Christina: Right. But you do know that Slamathon is a very important match, right?
Kilo: Hell yes! The Broadcast Championship is going to be around the waist of somebody truly deserving.
Ivette: And once we win the Womens Tag Team titles, the three of us will become...
Kilo/Christina/Ivette: FLAWLESS AND UNSTOPPABLE!
Kilo: It's our time and all the pieces are right there. Hell this plan has come to fruition sooner than I thought.
Christina: Why do you say sooner?
Kilo: Have you seen who is a part of PCW management? My god! There's Tyler Brownlee who is just too inept at his job. He loves the wrestlers who smile and give out candy to the ignorant fucking sheep.
Christina: Yeah, he is just... Ugh!
Kilo: And Leo Hawkins! I hate to break it to him but his clothing style was so 1998. It's 2011, update with the times.
Ivette: Not to mention that shitty haircut he has. It's that fucking awful.
Christina: Agreed!
Kilo: And who can forget Da Xtreme Dynasty's little bitch boy... Terrell Ryder!
Ivette: What is he trying to prove? How dumb asses can get in power.
Kilo: Something like that. Now Terrell has been around the block. He always put the numbers in the favor of HIS people. You know, the James Baker's of the world. And knowing how well he protects them, getting past him is gonna be a toughie.
Christina: And we know who he favors.
Ivette: That bitch Danielle Lopez!
Christina: She is a major disgrace to all Latina's.
Kilo: Most definitely. Of course, she has something in common with all these American retards.
Ivette: Other than being born in this shithole?
Kilo: Yep! She's not only one of them, but she's just as much of a dumb ass as they are. Fucking pathetic.
Christina: Indeed! I hate people like her anyways.
Ivette: She's also friends with Desiree Miles.
Christina: And Talia Skye.
Kilo: Isn't she the one with the bad nose job?
Christina: THAT! And she has way too many injections in her face. Absolutely sickening.
Kilo: You can kick that face in with your bare foot and it would crack like a statue's.
Kilo/Christina/Ivette: TOTAL FAILURE!
Christina: Ki. Don't you have something planned for today?
Kilo: Oh shit... that one guy from the Nail Salon wanted to meet up with me today and I have to dress up nice.
Christina: Of course you do. He likes you after all.
Kilo: Yeah. He does. I guess I should go clean up, huh?
Christina: Oh yeah! I'm going to help pick out your outfit.
Kilo: Super! Lets do this already.
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The scene now opens up to a Denny's where Kilo is sitting at a table, wearing a white buttoned down shirt, blue jeans and black sneakers. As he is sitting there, the man from the nail salon walks in and goes to the table. He sits down and stares at Kilo, who begins to speak.
Kilo: Hi. Glad you could make it nail guy.
Nail Guy: Please call me Eric. That's my real name.
Kilo: Alright Eric! And I'm Al, but call me Kilo because I hate my real first name.
Eric: Haha! Alright Kilo. As you wish.
Kilo: I have to be honest. What made you interested in me?
Eric: Look at you. You're gorgeous. You also are a good guy that's just mis-understood.
Kilo: Tell me about it. I'm sure you have been watching PCW as of late.
Eric: Oh definitely. The fans just do not like you, Christina and Ivette at all.
Kilo: It is total bullshit as to why either, but fuck the fans. Like I care about them anyways.
As he said that, a little boy about five years old walks up with a pen and paper and taps Kilo on the shoulder.[/i]
Kid: Excuse me! I was wanting to know if you could sign this for me?
Kilo: Why the hell should I do that? Do you realize that this is MY personal time?
Kid's Dad: Hey! You show some respect.
Kilo: Bite me fuck face! Do I look like somebody that cares for fat inbreded retards such as yourself?
Kid's Dad: Fans pay your salary, faggot.
Suddenly, Kilo's face turns red and he has flashbacks to stuff he does not remember. As he goes back to reality, it hits him.
Kilo: What did you call me, fucktard?
Kid's Dad: I called you a faggot because it's obvious you are one, and your friend over there is the biggest fruit cake I have ever seen.
Kilo: Ah yes. It's starting to come back to me. Old memories to be precise. In fact, I remember your stupid ass from High School. Always tormenting Christina and Ivette, to the point where you have attempted to physically abuse them. You stuffed me in a fucking locker just based on how I dress.
Kid's Dad: And you still dress like a homo. Tell me, what is your orientation?
Kilo: Since you asked. I'm gay motherfucker, and I'm proud of it. What are you going to do about it now?
Kid's Dad: You and your little boyfriend over there are going to pay.
Kilo: Eric, are you ready to kick some ass?
Eric: Sure. It's been a while since I last got into a fight, but he called me a derogatory name.
Kilo: Excellent! Lets see what you got, fat man!
The kid's dad prepares for his fight. Kilo unbuttons his shirt and prepares for what possible could be brought to him. The fat man makes the first move, but Kilo uses his quickness to move out of the way. He even smiles and points to his head, exclaiming that he is indeed the smarter one. The fat man runs toward him again, and Kilo moves out of the way again, but wait! Eric comes sliding through and kicks the fat guy in the knee cap to stun him. From there, Kilo and Eric start kicking the shit out of the fat guy, making him bleed and suffer all types of damage. They eventually lay off, but not without the kid shouting at them.
Kid's Dad: You two hurt my daddy! You monsters.
Kilo: Shut up kid! Go listen to Justin Bieber albums or something you pathetic fucking scum.
The kid starts crying and helps his father up. They eventually leave with their heads down in shame. Kilo and Eric smile and laugh once they left.
Eric: Oh my god! That was so fun.
Kilo: Yes it was. Needed that work out too.
Eric: So, when you said that you were gay. Was it true?
Kilo: Yeah. It is the truth. For so long, I had hidden that from everybody for some reason. Why I will never know, but after all these years. I cannot hide it any longer. I---!
As Kilo is about to speak another word, Eric pulls him in and kisses him on the lips. Kilo looks at him with a bit of a shock on his face.
Kilo: What was that for?
Eric: I don't know. Spur of the moment I guess. Did you like it?
Kilo: Are you kidding? I loved it. Are there going to be anymore of those?
Eric: Sure. Are we like... a couple?
Kilo: Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?
Eric: Yes. Yes I am.
Kilo: Well. I would be honored to be your boyfriend.
This time, Kilo reaches in and shares a passionate kiss with Eric. The two gaze into each other's eyes before giving another kiss. Eric and Kilo hold hands and decide to walk out of Dennys. From there, the scene fades out.[/i]
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Kilo: I find society to be very pathetic. For those of you who are out of touch with reality, and that pertains to most of the ignorant sheep out there. I am a homosexual. In more simplistic terms for the retard fans and media people, I am gay. Gay people have it a lot harder to make it in this world than straight people do. From adopting kids to getting ridiculed for your sexuality of choice, it's fucking bullshit and it's been a part of this country for as long as I can remember. Look no further than the military. Gays, bisexuals and lesbians are/were discharged because of their sexual orientation. Come on, those people could have been a fine member of whatever military service they're in, but like the pigs they are. This country just bashes them for sexuality. And you wonder why Ivette, Christina and I bash this shitty country to death.
But it's not all bad. I know in a few short days, I get my opportunity to get back at holding a championship when I get my hands on that retard, Danielle Lopez. Danielle you stupid fucking bitch, you think you're hot shit, huh? Think again honey! You are nothing more than a glorified spot monkey who just so happened to have gotten her big break by marrying one of the biggest scumbags in the business. And yes, James Baker is indeed a scumbag. I still remember him, Kevin Styles and J.T. Banks doing everything they could to bring me down. From pouring horse piss and cow shit all over my clothes, to attacking me backstage at every turn. Or my personal favorite, shaving off all my hair after being unconscious. You can see why I am bitter, but yet all these parasites don't understand the pain that comes with all that and not to mention the ridicule that people like me get on a daily basis for being gay.
Danielle, you have a lot of momentum. You're the Broadcast Champion and at SNK: XX, my girls Christina and Ivette will beat the living shit out of you and Desiree to get those PCW Womens Tag Team Titles. But for you, at Slamathon II, I will walk in front of all those hillbilly retards, and I will emerge as your new PCW Broadcast Champion. Why? Because I simply am better than the rest, and I am a better representation for the Broadcast division and the Mexican culture than Danielle ever could be. Danielle is just a stupid retard while I am greatness. And I will show her and everybody else why I am the best there is in the world. I am Kilo Perez and I am out. See you on Saturday Danielle, you stupid fucking bitch!
Fade to Black
