Post by stryker on Sept 24, 2013 16:40:52 GMT -5
The scene opens to an all white room.
Brian: Hi there. Brian Stryker here. You're all probably wondering what's gonna happen next. Well as a formality I'm here to do a quick prewrap on everything that happened so far. You know those "last time on" shit. Everything started when I found myself in this back assward world straight of Lewis Carrol's nightmares. I find myself reunited with Milton, everyone's favorite flying turtle and get greeted by a Jabberwocky.
That is when Milton hovers into the shot.
Milton: What are you doing?
Brian: Filling the audience in on what happened.
Milton: Well hurry up! We have things to do!
Brian: Calm your reptile tits. I'm getting there! Anyways. After escaping the Jabberwocky, I ended up in an old house filled with creepy Victorian dolls. After getting the shit scared out of me again, I traveled into a cave and was discovered by the Xoltons.
Cadhilla: What about the Xoltons?
Brian: Where did you come from?
Cadhilla: Milton brought me!
Brian: MILTON!
Milton: What? I thought it would be nice to get her out of that cave!
Brian: How did you even find this place? We are in a plane of non existence! This is practically purgatory!
Milton: We went through the front door.
Brian: I gotta remember to lock that damn thing. Now where was I? Oh yes. After being taken in by the Xoltons, I traversed deeper into the cave to find the white room with the Blind Seer. There she told me to find the Temple of Realities, which would lead me home. After finally escaping the cave, I found myself in the company of pirates, which leads right into this adventure! So sit back and enjoy!
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Brian stared up at the horde of pirates as they pointed their firearms at his face. The fact that they looked like the stereotypical Jack Sparrow/Johnny Depp pirate actually amazed Brian, since everything else in this world was different. One of the pirates grabbed Brian by the scruff of his neck and tossed him onto the floor.
Captain: Now before I blow your head off, tell me. Why are you here? Trying to steal my treasures? A Stowaway!
Brian: What? NO! I was just trying to get out of the caves!
Captain: Impossible. We are at sea right now!
Brian: You're kidding.
Brian sprang to his feet and ran to the closet window and pressed his face against the glass. What he saw made his heart drop. The pirate was right. They were in the middle of the ocean. In fact, it was impossible for him to be on this ship and yet here he was. This world was getting more and more bizarre to Brian.
Captain: Now what to do wit you. Make you walk the plank and feed you to the sharks? Or just fill you full of lead?
Brian: Is there a door number three where you don't kill me and we become best friends for life?
The Captain let out a hearty laugh, followed by his crew. Brian wasn't sure if he should like this or not.
Captain: That is a funny one. But no. Now make a choice! Or we'll make it for you!
Milton: What are we gonna do Brian? I'm to young to die!
Brian: You? You're a friggen turtle! You can swim! I'm 196 pounds of shark food!
Milton: The way you smell? Yeah right!
Captain: Is that a talking turtle?!
Brian look at the captain who seemed scared for some reason.
Brian: Yeah.....what of it?
Captain: IT'S THE DEMON TURTLE!
The captain and his crew all screamed in fear as the coward into the corner. Brian and Milton looked at each other confused but quickly grew evil smiles.
Brian: Do as you say or my demon turtle will get you!
Brian then held Milton up in the air.
Milton: I WILL EAT YOUR EYE LASHES!
Brian: *whispering* Eye lashes?
Milton: Yeah.
Captain: Oh demon turtle! We'll do whatever you say! Just don't eat our lashes!
Milton: Then give us passage on this ship!
Captain: We will!
Milton: Very good then!
Brian lowered Milton as the pirates got out of the room as fast as possible, leaving Brian and the captain.
Captain: Don't think this means I'm gonna like you!
Brian: Okay Captain Smelly Beard.
Captain: It's Captain Blackjack!
Brian: Whatever Smelly Beard.
Brian exited the room, getting smacked in the face with the salt air and the wind. It was a refreshing smell compared the smell of the cave. At least it didn't reek of moles or whatever. Brian walked over to the railing and looked down at the water. It was clear and clean. Brian could see the marine life swim by. Everything from fish to dolphins. It was an amazing sight to see.
Pirate: So, how did you sneak onto this ship? Blackjack checks every inch of the ship to prevent stowaways.
Brian: To tell you the truth, no idea myself. I kinda stop trying to figure shit out.
Pirate: Well I'd keep my nose clean and not give Captain a reason to put one in your head.
Brian: Thanks. Keep that in mind.
Milton: Why are we on this ship anyways?
Brian: Beats me. Figure that blind bitch did this. You know since she doesn't give a fuck about the laws of physics and stuff.
Milton: And still won't accept me.
Brian: Much easier to understand then you.
Milton was about to argue when the Captain walked back onto the deck.
Blackjack: Set the sails! Weigh anchor! You! Demon carrier! I’ll give you this warning. You will not touch anything or I will have you thrown overboard.
Brian lifted a finger and placed it on the railing of the boat.
Brian: Touch.
Blackjack growled in anger as he walked off, leaving Brian alone with his laughter.
Milton: Don’t push your luck with this guy. Remember what that seer said. Dying here means dying back in reality.
Brian: I know just having some fun. Been awhile since I could be a dick to people.
The hours flew by as Brian walked around the deck, watching these pirates work. They were everything he imagined pirates to be without looking like Johnny Depp rip-offs. They even sang old see shanties which Brian found amusing. He was living the dreams of 8 year olds and some odd 50 year olds everywhere. Being out on the open sea, Brian understood the allure of it. The fresh air, soft breeze, and the sense of freedom was addicting. If Brian wasn’t already on a trip to do something he would stay on this ship forever.
As the hours turned into days, Brian found himself relaxing more than ever. He sat on the deck, legs hanging over the side, whistling “It’s a Pirate life For Me.” He listened to the gulls sing their song as the minutes ticked by.
Milton: What’s the plan when we get to shore?
Brian: Plan? I never have a plan!
Milton: That is true. You tend to fly by the seat of your pants.
Brian: Thank you.
Milton: That wasn’t a complement. You never think ahead.
Brian: Eh, I hate thinking ahead. Too much brain work.
Milton: Well maybe you should start. We got a lot before us and planning can make all the difference.
Brian: I’ll think about it.
Pirate: Land ho!
Blackjack: This is where you get off.
Brian: Oh…..you can dock?
Blackjack: No.
Brian:…….got a life boat for me?
Blackjack: No.
Brian: Well I’m not swimming there, so how we doing this?
Blackjack grew an evil smile which made Brian worry about what was going through this hairy man’s scurvy mind. Next thing Brian knows, he’s stuck inside a barrel that was being loaded into a cannon.
Brian: WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING! THIS CAN NOT BE SAFE!
Pirate: Don’t worry, we do it all the time!
Brian: What’s the survivor’s rate?
Pirate: There isn’t one.
Brian was going to protest but the moment he saw Blackjack lit the fuse, he knew there was no point attempting to get out.
Blackjack: Nice trip demon carrier!
The spark entered the canon, igniting the black powder, propelling the barrel into the sky. Brian screamed at the top of his lungs as the wind rushed against his face.
Brian: THIS WAS A BAD IDEA!
Milton: YOU THINK!?
The barrel soared through the air, leaving the ship far behind as the land got closer and closer.
Brian: I hope this barrel has an airbag!
Closer and closer the land got and the barrel showed no signs of slowing down. That was when Brian noticed that with his trajectory he was gonna get slammed into a tree. Brian curled as much into the barrel as he braced for deep impact. With the force of a big rig, the barrel smashed into the tree, shattering.
Brian: First rule of gravity…..it doesn’t work until you look down!
Milton: That only works in cartoons!
Brian: Worth a shot!
Brian fell from the top of the tree, hitting every branch on the way down. After hitting the ground, Brian just lay there, every part of his body aching.
Brian: Remind me to add that the list “Shit I am never gonna do.”
Milton: Gotcha…….
Brian sat up slowly and rubbed his sore neck.
Brian: Sometimes life doesn’t happen in the way you hope. Whether it’s not winning a match or getting Evel Knievel’d out of a cannon in a friggen barrel. But when it does happen to you, you can do two things. Ether lay on the ground and wallow in pain or get up and get back into the barrel and say “Let’s do it again but let’s add fire to it”! I plan on getting back up. Not just from this wreck, but from the outcome of my match last week against the world heavyweight champion Syn. I may have lost but I can say for damn sure, I took the man to the limit and beyond. And that was my goal from the start. I wanted to show the world that I can go with the best of this business. It was a matter of respect.
Speaking of respect, last week on saw the most disrespect I have ever seen in my entire life. That little asswipe Jay Thunder sold his soul again and sided with Morgan Simmons and used yet another briefcase to steal the Platinum Championship from Reaper. And on top of that he was wrongfully fired by our Fascist GM. That is the straw that broke the camel’s back for him. Jay Thunder better pray who ever the board picks as his opponent isn’t me because I plan on ending some careers.
Moving on, this week I am facing Mya, one of the four handpicked that are competing for my Broadcast title at Anarchy. She has the chance to get some serious momentum by beating a former Broadcast champion and the last champion to respect the division. But sadly, I am not rolling over for this girl. There’s no doubt she has a few tricks up her sleeves as she’s Smith Jones’ main squeeze, at least until someone else comes along. So I have to prepare for the unexpected.
The two of you call yourself S&M and are supposed to be crazy in the head. Abducting Brytain and “torturing” her last rapture doesn’t make you psychotic or play mind games. It just angers a lot of people. You opened Pandora’s box and all the evil is coming out to get you. Sadly there’s no way to close the box so you have to face your punishment.
Mya, I hope you’re prepared to face someone you never faced before. I am a monster in the ring. I am the innovator of submissions! I can twist and bend your body in ways you never thought imaginable. I know ways that can make your bones crack and your joints pop out. It will be the most horrible pain you ever experienced and will ever experience. You can beg for mercy all you want but you will receive none.
Rapture marks the beginning of a new night. And with every new night a new chance to create as much mayhem and destruction as possible in one night. And let’s just say it’s gonna be an eventful night not just for me but for PCW. The foundation of Rapture will never be the same again. You can take that to the bank!
Brian got to his feet slowly and grabbed Milton. The two slowly walked through these woods wondering what was gonna happen next. That was when the sound of a sweet song filled the air. Curiosity got the better of the two as they moved towards the song. When they got to the end, Brian went to move the thicket in front of him, wondering what was waiting on the other side.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Brian: Hi there. Brian Stryker here. You're all probably wondering what's gonna happen next. Well as a formality I'm here to do a quick prewrap on everything that happened so far. You know those "last time on" shit. Everything started when I found myself in this back assward world straight of Lewis Carrol's nightmares. I find myself reunited with Milton, everyone's favorite flying turtle and get greeted by a Jabberwocky.
That is when Milton hovers into the shot.
Milton: What are you doing?
Brian: Filling the audience in on what happened.
Milton: Well hurry up! We have things to do!
Brian: Calm your reptile tits. I'm getting there! Anyways. After escaping the Jabberwocky, I ended up in an old house filled with creepy Victorian dolls. After getting the shit scared out of me again, I traveled into a cave and was discovered by the Xoltons.
Cadhilla: What about the Xoltons?
Brian: Where did you come from?
Cadhilla: Milton brought me!
Brian: MILTON!
Milton: What? I thought it would be nice to get her out of that cave!
Brian: How did you even find this place? We are in a plane of non existence! This is practically purgatory!
Milton: We went through the front door.
Brian: I gotta remember to lock that damn thing. Now where was I? Oh yes. After being taken in by the Xoltons, I traversed deeper into the cave to find the white room with the Blind Seer. There she told me to find the Temple of Realities, which would lead me home. After finally escaping the cave, I found myself in the company of pirates, which leads right into this adventure! So sit back and enjoy!
................................................................................................................
Brian stared up at the horde of pirates as they pointed their firearms at his face. The fact that they looked like the stereotypical Jack Sparrow/Johnny Depp pirate actually amazed Brian, since everything else in this world was different. One of the pirates grabbed Brian by the scruff of his neck and tossed him onto the floor.
Captain: Now before I blow your head off, tell me. Why are you here? Trying to steal my treasures? A Stowaway!
Brian: What? NO! I was just trying to get out of the caves!
Captain: Impossible. We are at sea right now!
Brian: You're kidding.
Brian sprang to his feet and ran to the closet window and pressed his face against the glass. What he saw made his heart drop. The pirate was right. They were in the middle of the ocean. In fact, it was impossible for him to be on this ship and yet here he was. This world was getting more and more bizarre to Brian.
Captain: Now what to do wit you. Make you walk the plank and feed you to the sharks? Or just fill you full of lead?
Brian: Is there a door number three where you don't kill me and we become best friends for life?
The Captain let out a hearty laugh, followed by his crew. Brian wasn't sure if he should like this or not.
Captain: That is a funny one. But no. Now make a choice! Or we'll make it for you!
Milton: What are we gonna do Brian? I'm to young to die!
Brian: You? You're a friggen turtle! You can swim! I'm 196 pounds of shark food!
Milton: The way you smell? Yeah right!
Captain: Is that a talking turtle?!
Brian look at the captain who seemed scared for some reason.
Brian: Yeah.....what of it?
Captain: IT'S THE DEMON TURTLE!
The captain and his crew all screamed in fear as the coward into the corner. Brian and Milton looked at each other confused but quickly grew evil smiles.
Brian: Do as you say or my demon turtle will get you!
Brian then held Milton up in the air.
Milton: I WILL EAT YOUR EYE LASHES!
Brian: *whispering* Eye lashes?
Milton: Yeah.
Captain: Oh demon turtle! We'll do whatever you say! Just don't eat our lashes!
Milton: Then give us passage on this ship!
Captain: We will!
Milton: Very good then!
Brian lowered Milton as the pirates got out of the room as fast as possible, leaving Brian and the captain.
Captain: Don't think this means I'm gonna like you!
Brian: Okay Captain Smelly Beard.
Captain: It's Captain Blackjack!
Brian: Whatever Smelly Beard.
Brian exited the room, getting smacked in the face with the salt air and the wind. It was a refreshing smell compared the smell of the cave. At least it didn't reek of moles or whatever. Brian walked over to the railing and looked down at the water. It was clear and clean. Brian could see the marine life swim by. Everything from fish to dolphins. It was an amazing sight to see.
Pirate: So, how did you sneak onto this ship? Blackjack checks every inch of the ship to prevent stowaways.
Brian: To tell you the truth, no idea myself. I kinda stop trying to figure shit out.
Pirate: Well I'd keep my nose clean and not give Captain a reason to put one in your head.
Brian: Thanks. Keep that in mind.
Milton: Why are we on this ship anyways?
Brian: Beats me. Figure that blind bitch did this. You know since she doesn't give a fuck about the laws of physics and stuff.
Milton: And still won't accept me.
Brian: Much easier to understand then you.
Milton was about to argue when the Captain walked back onto the deck.
Blackjack: Set the sails! Weigh anchor! You! Demon carrier! I’ll give you this warning. You will not touch anything or I will have you thrown overboard.
Brian lifted a finger and placed it on the railing of the boat.
Brian: Touch.
Blackjack growled in anger as he walked off, leaving Brian alone with his laughter.
Milton: Don’t push your luck with this guy. Remember what that seer said. Dying here means dying back in reality.
Brian: I know just having some fun. Been awhile since I could be a dick to people.
The hours flew by as Brian walked around the deck, watching these pirates work. They were everything he imagined pirates to be without looking like Johnny Depp rip-offs. They even sang old see shanties which Brian found amusing. He was living the dreams of 8 year olds and some odd 50 year olds everywhere. Being out on the open sea, Brian understood the allure of it. The fresh air, soft breeze, and the sense of freedom was addicting. If Brian wasn’t already on a trip to do something he would stay on this ship forever.
As the hours turned into days, Brian found himself relaxing more than ever. He sat on the deck, legs hanging over the side, whistling “It’s a Pirate life For Me.” He listened to the gulls sing their song as the minutes ticked by.
Milton: What’s the plan when we get to shore?
Brian: Plan? I never have a plan!
Milton: That is true. You tend to fly by the seat of your pants.
Brian: Thank you.
Milton: That wasn’t a complement. You never think ahead.
Brian: Eh, I hate thinking ahead. Too much brain work.
Milton: Well maybe you should start. We got a lot before us and planning can make all the difference.
Brian: I’ll think about it.
Pirate: Land ho!
Blackjack: This is where you get off.
Brian: Oh…..you can dock?
Blackjack: No.
Brian:…….got a life boat for me?
Blackjack: No.
Brian: Well I’m not swimming there, so how we doing this?
Blackjack grew an evil smile which made Brian worry about what was going through this hairy man’s scurvy mind. Next thing Brian knows, he’s stuck inside a barrel that was being loaded into a cannon.
Brian: WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING! THIS CAN NOT BE SAFE!
Pirate: Don’t worry, we do it all the time!
Brian: What’s the survivor’s rate?
Pirate: There isn’t one.
Brian was going to protest but the moment he saw Blackjack lit the fuse, he knew there was no point attempting to get out.
Blackjack: Nice trip demon carrier!
The spark entered the canon, igniting the black powder, propelling the barrel into the sky. Brian screamed at the top of his lungs as the wind rushed against his face.
Brian: THIS WAS A BAD IDEA!
Milton: YOU THINK!?
The barrel soared through the air, leaving the ship far behind as the land got closer and closer.
Brian: I hope this barrel has an airbag!
Closer and closer the land got and the barrel showed no signs of slowing down. That was when Brian noticed that with his trajectory he was gonna get slammed into a tree. Brian curled as much into the barrel as he braced for deep impact. With the force of a big rig, the barrel smashed into the tree, shattering.
Brian: First rule of gravity…..it doesn’t work until you look down!
Milton: That only works in cartoons!
Brian: Worth a shot!
Brian fell from the top of the tree, hitting every branch on the way down. After hitting the ground, Brian just lay there, every part of his body aching.
Brian: Remind me to add that the list “Shit I am never gonna do.”
Milton: Gotcha…….
Brian sat up slowly and rubbed his sore neck.
Brian: Sometimes life doesn’t happen in the way you hope. Whether it’s not winning a match or getting Evel Knievel’d out of a cannon in a friggen barrel. But when it does happen to you, you can do two things. Ether lay on the ground and wallow in pain or get up and get back into the barrel and say “Let’s do it again but let’s add fire to it”! I plan on getting back up. Not just from this wreck, but from the outcome of my match last week against the world heavyweight champion Syn. I may have lost but I can say for damn sure, I took the man to the limit and beyond. And that was my goal from the start. I wanted to show the world that I can go with the best of this business. It was a matter of respect.
Speaking of respect, last week on saw the most disrespect I have ever seen in my entire life. That little asswipe Jay Thunder sold his soul again and sided with Morgan Simmons and used yet another briefcase to steal the Platinum Championship from Reaper. And on top of that he was wrongfully fired by our Fascist GM. That is the straw that broke the camel’s back for him. Jay Thunder better pray who ever the board picks as his opponent isn’t me because I plan on ending some careers.
Moving on, this week I am facing Mya, one of the four handpicked that are competing for my Broadcast title at Anarchy. She has the chance to get some serious momentum by beating a former Broadcast champion and the last champion to respect the division. But sadly, I am not rolling over for this girl. There’s no doubt she has a few tricks up her sleeves as she’s Smith Jones’ main squeeze, at least until someone else comes along. So I have to prepare for the unexpected.
The two of you call yourself S&M and are supposed to be crazy in the head. Abducting Brytain and “torturing” her last rapture doesn’t make you psychotic or play mind games. It just angers a lot of people. You opened Pandora’s box and all the evil is coming out to get you. Sadly there’s no way to close the box so you have to face your punishment.
Mya, I hope you’re prepared to face someone you never faced before. I am a monster in the ring. I am the innovator of submissions! I can twist and bend your body in ways you never thought imaginable. I know ways that can make your bones crack and your joints pop out. It will be the most horrible pain you ever experienced and will ever experience. You can beg for mercy all you want but you will receive none.
Rapture marks the beginning of a new night. And with every new night a new chance to create as much mayhem and destruction as possible in one night. And let’s just say it’s gonna be an eventful night not just for me but for PCW. The foundation of Rapture will never be the same again. You can take that to the bank!
Brian got to his feet slowly and grabbed Milton. The two slowly walked through these woods wondering what was gonna happen next. That was when the sound of a sweet song filled the air. Curiosity got the better of the two as they moved towards the song. When they got to the end, Brian went to move the thicket in front of him, wondering what was waiting on the other side.
TO BE CONTINUED!