Post by Cadaverus on Jul 26, 2006 2:19:24 GMT -5
<<The scene opens in pitch blackness. Suddenly a nightvision devise on the camera flicks on and standing right there is a man dressed in all black. Well you
can't see the pants but he is completely covered by a black robe. A black hood covers his head and you can't make out his face. He reaches up to a string
hanging directly above his head, pulls on it, and a light bulb above illuminates. Head tilted downward, his face remains completely covered by dark shadow.
He pulls his hood back off of his head to reveal that it is indeed the infamous Cadaverus under the robe. Long black hair. No facial hair. Eyes wide in a
madman's glare. The room appears to be an unfurnished basement. Cement floor. Cement walls. Old wooden stairs in the back leading up to god knows where.>>
<Cadaverus> Hello everyone. It's been a really long time. And here I am again. Here to give a long ass boring speech about the power of Cadaverus and how I
might or might not kill you. Not beat you in a match, but really kill you. Like anyone will actually believe me...
<<The angry look on his face suddenly turns to a smile and he pulls off his long black hair to reveal a wig. Underneath, his real hair, is short and blond.
The natural color.>>
<Cadaverus> Who the fuck did I think I was anyway? The Undertaker? You see, the truth is this. I went through my little dramatic phase. While true that I
went through a change and got a lot more hostile and mean then I was, the other stuff was just theatrics. The black hair. The long robe. It was just a scare
tactic to put fear in those who opposed me.
<<He slips the robe off and lays it on the floor. Underneath he is dressed in dark blue jeans and a #1 Amare Stoudemire Phoenix Suns jersey.>>
<Cadaverus> And before any of you jump to any bullshit conclusion. No, I'm not returning to C-Money. C-Money is old news. It's an amatuerish, teenage persona
that had to die with my jump into manhood. My real name is Carl. But you see, I still want to go by Cadaverus. I like it. It sounds cooler don't you think? I
have no idea what it means really. I just thought it sounded cool and evil. You see, because that's the image that I wanted to portray. But at the end of the
day, it's best to just be yourself. It works. And besides, my ability and reputation speak for themselves. No more stupid scare tactics are needed. Everyone
already knows I'm going to be beating their ass. Why beat their mind's ass too? It's pointless. Not saying the mind games are over. They're too fun. But it's
not going to be the same.
So the OWF is coming back for one last hurrah. As far as I'm concerned it could be for good because it feels OH so good to be back. You have no idea the rush
right now. The excitement. Oh my. I think I'm poppin wood. No lie. But anyway. I know what you're all thinking. What has Cadaverus been up to the past 9 or
so months that the OWF has been on the shelf? Wrestling wise? Absolutely nothing. I was offered a job by another organization. One that shall remain nameless
at this time even though I assume most of you know which one I'm refering to. But I turned them down. Why? Simple. No point. Most of the wrestlers there were
people's asses I already beat. And to be honest, shit felt minor leaguish. No offense and not trying to ruffle anyone's respective feathers but my opinion is
like my asshole. I got one. And besides that, I was at a point where I was content with the way my career went. Multiple time OWF Prime Time Champ. I went
out with the belt and still have possession of it actually. I thought I could just walk away without the itch coming back. But you know what? Didn't work out
that way. But don't think all I did was sit around while the OWF was away...
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<<A woman is walking down a street at night. A business woman it appears. Carrying a breifcase. A business skirt suit. Talking on a cell phone. She walks
past a bar that is nearing close time. As she walks past two men stumble out, clearly intoxicated. The one starts to stumble the other way but the other
spots the women who just walked past and nudges his buddy.>>
<Guy 2> Hey man look at that. Smart and sexy. I'd definently like to hit that.
<Guy 1> Then why don't you?
<Guy 2> You're right. What's stoppin us right?
<Guy 1> What if she doesn't want to?
<Guy 2> That ever stop us before?
<Guy 1> Good point.
<<The two follow the woman down the street. When they get close They grab her. Guy one puts his hand over her mouth and guy two restrains her. The duck into
an alley. The first guy ribs her blouse and her bra is showing. The woman fights back desperately but she's no match. The second guys slowly lifts her skirt
up as shes pinned against the building. Just as the woman is about to give in, thinking it's hopeless, she sees both guys suddenly fall to the ground
bleeding from the head. Standing there is Cadaverus holding a 2x4. The two mean jump up and turn to counterattack, but see who it is and go running out of
the alley. The woman stands there stunned as Cadaverus watches them run off.>>
<<Cadaverus>> Sorry to cockblock guys.
<<Woman>> You..you saved me.
<<Cadaverus turns to the woman. She runs over and puts her arms around him. He pushes her away.>>
<Cadaverus> No need to thanks me. I just hate guys who can't get pussy the man's way. Goin out like little bitches. Fuck em.
<Woman> Well....for whatever reason you did it I thank you.
<Cadaverus> Now look. Did they happen to get any of your money?
<Woman> <<pulling out her money>> No it's right here.
<<Cadaverus snatches it out of her hand and walks away. The woman looks stunned.>>
<Cadaverus> Consider this payment. And thank you. You're such a sweetheart.
<<Back inside the bar Cadaverus walks in. He walks up to the bar and slams a 5 down on the counter. The bartender walks over and brings him two bottles of
Budweiser.>>
<Bartender> Thought you were out of money.
<Cadaverus> Recently got lucky. So anyways what were you saying before I went out to get fresh air?
<<The bartender wipes down the bar with a washcloth and sets it aside.>>
<Bartender> I was asking what happened. One minute you were this big wrestling star. Now you're sitting here at my little bar in your home town on a Saturday
night with nothing else to do.
<<Cadavers shifts in his seat. Takes a swig of the first of his beers and sets it back down on the bar.>>
<Cadaverus> Well the obvious answer is that the fed closed. But, you may ask, there are other feds out there I could grace with my endless supply of talent.
Truth is, none of them feds are worth the time. Truth is, I got bored with my career. It got tedious and repetative. Over and over the same thing. Tell you
the truth, at the time that the OWF closed I was almost relieved. Relieved to be getting a break. Relieved because quite frankly, things there were getting
boring.
<<The theme to Three 6 Mafia's "Sippin on Some Sizzerp" plays and Cadaverus pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and opens it up. He reads the text
message, types a response in, and then closes his phone up and sets it down on the bar.>>
<Cadaverus> Sorry one of my freaks. Anyway. Bored man. That's about it. Other things in my life that I wanted to give my energy to and explore.
<Bartender> Then why are you sitting in my lonely little bar here on a Saturday night?
<Cadaverus> Honestly, got bored. I miss the excitement man. The thrill. The rush. Beatin' someone's ass. I don't know if you know this, but two guys outside
were trying to rape this woman right. I saw them and cracked both of their domes with a board that was laying on the ground. Not out of the goodness of my
heart either. You've known me long enough to know there's not much goodness to my heart. I did it for the excitement. To crack some domes. Then I robbed the
bitch and here I am with money for 2 more beers..
<Bartenders> <<laughs>> Yup sounds like you. You're bad man.
<Cadaverus> Nah I'm good homie. Really, really good.
<<Cadaverus picks up his beer and takes the rest of it to the head. He slams the empty bottle down on the counter and cracks the top on the second one. The
bartender takes the empty bottle and throws it in the trash. Just as Cadaverus goes to take a drink out of his second beer the them to Nas' "Ether" rings on
his cell phone. He flips it open.>>
<Cadaverus> Hello...Hey man long time no hear....Are you serious?....I don't know man I got things going on for me....Well since you put it that wau
sure....I'll do it......Alright no problem.....Peace.
<<Cadaverus flips his phone shut and sets it down on the bar. He picks up his bottle of beer and takes a swig then sets it down on the bar. The bartender nis
gaping at him.>>
<Bartender> Well?
<Cadaverus> Well what?
<Bartender> What was that call all about?
<Cadaverus> None of your damn business. But I'll tell you anyway. That was a former secretary from the management office of the OWF. I have been informed
that the OWF is having a reunion one time only show and they want me there to defend the Prime Time title that I still own.
<Bartender> Awesome. Who will you be wrestling?
<Cadaverus> Darkness and Monoxide. No rules match. You know. My specialty.
<Bartender> I don't know man sounds dangerous. They're both pretty extreme guys.
<Cadaverus> The more dangerous the better. I like me a little contact sport. More weapons, more fun. And besides, those two losers aren't even close to my
level. As a matter of fact neither of them are even in my game. I'll take them out easily. But it will be a long match.
<Bartender> I thought you said it would be easy.
<<Cadaverus takes a drink from his beer and sets it back down on the counter.>>
<Cadaverus> It will be. It's just a one time thing so I'm going to drag out the torture I put on them as long as possible. And just because it's a one time
thing doesn't mean I don't care about that championship. I plan on leaving that PPV still the OWF Prime Time Champ. I'm keeping that fuckin belt. Believe
that.
<Bartender> Good shit. Well man it's closing time. I have cleaning up to do.
<Cadaverus> I'm about out of here anyway.
<<Cadaverus picks up his beer bottle and chugs the rest of it down. He picks his cell phone up off the counter and puts it in his pocket. The takes the beer
bottle and throws it across the room and it crashes and shatters against the wall. Cadaverus walks away laughing.>>
<Cadaverus> Have fun with the clean up homie.
<<Cadaverus walks out of the bar. The bartender grabs a broom. The scene fades to black.>>
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<<Scene fades back into the basement with Cadaverus. Now sitting in a chair underneath the bare lightbulb.>>
<Cadaverus> Well now that you're all caught up to speed, I'm going to go pop a few tops off some beers. Get drunk. Fuck some bitches. Two of them Darkness'
and Monoxide's moms. At the same time. Should be fun. Hope to hear back from the two of you soon. Peace bitches.
<<Cadaverus stands up and pulls the string on the bulb above his head. Everything goes black...>>
can't see the pants but he is completely covered by a black robe. A black hood covers his head and you can't make out his face. He reaches up to a string
hanging directly above his head, pulls on it, and a light bulb above illuminates. Head tilted downward, his face remains completely covered by dark shadow.
He pulls his hood back off of his head to reveal that it is indeed the infamous Cadaverus under the robe. Long black hair. No facial hair. Eyes wide in a
madman's glare. The room appears to be an unfurnished basement. Cement floor. Cement walls. Old wooden stairs in the back leading up to god knows where.>>
<Cadaverus> Hello everyone. It's been a really long time. And here I am again. Here to give a long ass boring speech about the power of Cadaverus and how I
might or might not kill you. Not beat you in a match, but really kill you. Like anyone will actually believe me...
<<The angry look on his face suddenly turns to a smile and he pulls off his long black hair to reveal a wig. Underneath, his real hair, is short and blond.
The natural color.>>
<Cadaverus> Who the fuck did I think I was anyway? The Undertaker? You see, the truth is this. I went through my little dramatic phase. While true that I
went through a change and got a lot more hostile and mean then I was, the other stuff was just theatrics. The black hair. The long robe. It was just a scare
tactic to put fear in those who opposed me.
<<He slips the robe off and lays it on the floor. Underneath he is dressed in dark blue jeans and a #1 Amare Stoudemire Phoenix Suns jersey.>>
<Cadaverus> And before any of you jump to any bullshit conclusion. No, I'm not returning to C-Money. C-Money is old news. It's an amatuerish, teenage persona
that had to die with my jump into manhood. My real name is Carl. But you see, I still want to go by Cadaverus. I like it. It sounds cooler don't you think? I
have no idea what it means really. I just thought it sounded cool and evil. You see, because that's the image that I wanted to portray. But at the end of the
day, it's best to just be yourself. It works. And besides, my ability and reputation speak for themselves. No more stupid scare tactics are needed. Everyone
already knows I'm going to be beating their ass. Why beat their mind's ass too? It's pointless. Not saying the mind games are over. They're too fun. But it's
not going to be the same.
So the OWF is coming back for one last hurrah. As far as I'm concerned it could be for good because it feels OH so good to be back. You have no idea the rush
right now. The excitement. Oh my. I think I'm poppin wood. No lie. But anyway. I know what you're all thinking. What has Cadaverus been up to the past 9 or
so months that the OWF has been on the shelf? Wrestling wise? Absolutely nothing. I was offered a job by another organization. One that shall remain nameless
at this time even though I assume most of you know which one I'm refering to. But I turned them down. Why? Simple. No point. Most of the wrestlers there were
people's asses I already beat. And to be honest, shit felt minor leaguish. No offense and not trying to ruffle anyone's respective feathers but my opinion is
like my asshole. I got one. And besides that, I was at a point where I was content with the way my career went. Multiple time OWF Prime Time Champ. I went
out with the belt and still have possession of it actually. I thought I could just walk away without the itch coming back. But you know what? Didn't work out
that way. But don't think all I did was sit around while the OWF was away...
*****************************************************************************************************
<<A woman is walking down a street at night. A business woman it appears. Carrying a breifcase. A business skirt suit. Talking on a cell phone. She walks
past a bar that is nearing close time. As she walks past two men stumble out, clearly intoxicated. The one starts to stumble the other way but the other
spots the women who just walked past and nudges his buddy.>>
<Guy 2> Hey man look at that. Smart and sexy. I'd definently like to hit that.
<Guy 1> Then why don't you?
<Guy 2> You're right. What's stoppin us right?
<Guy 1> What if she doesn't want to?
<Guy 2> That ever stop us before?
<Guy 1> Good point.
<<The two follow the woman down the street. When they get close They grab her. Guy one puts his hand over her mouth and guy two restrains her. The duck into
an alley. The first guy ribs her blouse and her bra is showing. The woman fights back desperately but she's no match. The second guys slowly lifts her skirt
up as shes pinned against the building. Just as the woman is about to give in, thinking it's hopeless, she sees both guys suddenly fall to the ground
bleeding from the head. Standing there is Cadaverus holding a 2x4. The two mean jump up and turn to counterattack, but see who it is and go running out of
the alley. The woman stands there stunned as Cadaverus watches them run off.>>
<<Cadaverus>> Sorry to cockblock guys.
<<Woman>> You..you saved me.
<<Cadaverus turns to the woman. She runs over and puts her arms around him. He pushes her away.>>
<Cadaverus> No need to thanks me. I just hate guys who can't get pussy the man's way. Goin out like little bitches. Fuck em.
<Woman> Well....for whatever reason you did it I thank you.
<Cadaverus> Now look. Did they happen to get any of your money?
<Woman> <<pulling out her money>> No it's right here.
<<Cadaverus snatches it out of her hand and walks away. The woman looks stunned.>>
<Cadaverus> Consider this payment. And thank you. You're such a sweetheart.
<<Back inside the bar Cadaverus walks in. He walks up to the bar and slams a 5 down on the counter. The bartender walks over and brings him two bottles of
Budweiser.>>
<Bartender> Thought you were out of money.
<Cadaverus> Recently got lucky. So anyways what were you saying before I went out to get fresh air?
<<The bartender wipes down the bar with a washcloth and sets it aside.>>
<Bartender> I was asking what happened. One minute you were this big wrestling star. Now you're sitting here at my little bar in your home town on a Saturday
night with nothing else to do.
<<Cadavers shifts in his seat. Takes a swig of the first of his beers and sets it back down on the bar.>>
<Cadaverus> Well the obvious answer is that the fed closed. But, you may ask, there are other feds out there I could grace with my endless supply of talent.
Truth is, none of them feds are worth the time. Truth is, I got bored with my career. It got tedious and repetative. Over and over the same thing. Tell you
the truth, at the time that the OWF closed I was almost relieved. Relieved to be getting a break. Relieved because quite frankly, things there were getting
boring.
<<The theme to Three 6 Mafia's "Sippin on Some Sizzerp" plays and Cadaverus pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and opens it up. He reads the text
message, types a response in, and then closes his phone up and sets it down on the bar.>>
<Cadaverus> Sorry one of my freaks. Anyway. Bored man. That's about it. Other things in my life that I wanted to give my energy to and explore.
<Bartender> Then why are you sitting in my lonely little bar here on a Saturday night?
<Cadaverus> Honestly, got bored. I miss the excitement man. The thrill. The rush. Beatin' someone's ass. I don't know if you know this, but two guys outside
were trying to rape this woman right. I saw them and cracked both of their domes with a board that was laying on the ground. Not out of the goodness of my
heart either. You've known me long enough to know there's not much goodness to my heart. I did it for the excitement. To crack some domes. Then I robbed the
bitch and here I am with money for 2 more beers..
<Bartenders> <<laughs>> Yup sounds like you. You're bad man.
<Cadaverus> Nah I'm good homie. Really, really good.
<<Cadaverus picks up his beer and takes the rest of it to the head. He slams the empty bottle down on the counter and cracks the top on the second one. The
bartender takes the empty bottle and throws it in the trash. Just as Cadaverus goes to take a drink out of his second beer the them to Nas' "Ether" rings on
his cell phone. He flips it open.>>
<Cadaverus> Hello...Hey man long time no hear....Are you serious?....I don't know man I got things going on for me....Well since you put it that wau
sure....I'll do it......Alright no problem.....Peace.
<<Cadaverus flips his phone shut and sets it down on the bar. He picks up his bottle of beer and takes a swig then sets it down on the bar. The bartender nis
gaping at him.>>
<Bartender> Well?
<Cadaverus> Well what?
<Bartender> What was that call all about?
<Cadaverus> None of your damn business. But I'll tell you anyway. That was a former secretary from the management office of the OWF. I have been informed
that the OWF is having a reunion one time only show and they want me there to defend the Prime Time title that I still own.
<Bartender> Awesome. Who will you be wrestling?
<Cadaverus> Darkness and Monoxide. No rules match. You know. My specialty.
<Bartender> I don't know man sounds dangerous. They're both pretty extreme guys.
<Cadaverus> The more dangerous the better. I like me a little contact sport. More weapons, more fun. And besides, those two losers aren't even close to my
level. As a matter of fact neither of them are even in my game. I'll take them out easily. But it will be a long match.
<Bartender> I thought you said it would be easy.
<<Cadaverus takes a drink from his beer and sets it back down on the counter.>>
<Cadaverus> It will be. It's just a one time thing so I'm going to drag out the torture I put on them as long as possible. And just because it's a one time
thing doesn't mean I don't care about that championship. I plan on leaving that PPV still the OWF Prime Time Champ. I'm keeping that fuckin belt. Believe
that.
<Bartender> Good shit. Well man it's closing time. I have cleaning up to do.
<Cadaverus> I'm about out of here anyway.
<<Cadaverus picks up his beer bottle and chugs the rest of it down. He picks his cell phone up off the counter and puts it in his pocket. The takes the beer
bottle and throws it across the room and it crashes and shatters against the wall. Cadaverus walks away laughing.>>
<Cadaverus> Have fun with the clean up homie.
<<Cadaverus walks out of the bar. The bartender grabs a broom. The scene fades to black.>>
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<<Scene fades back into the basement with Cadaverus. Now sitting in a chair underneath the bare lightbulb.>>
<Cadaverus> Well now that you're all caught up to speed, I'm going to go pop a few tops off some beers. Get drunk. Fuck some bitches. Two of them Darkness'
and Monoxide's moms. At the same time. Should be fun. Hope to hear back from the two of you soon. Peace bitches.
<<Cadaverus stands up and pulls the string on the bulb above his head. Everything goes black...>>