Post by Spiker on Aug 11, 2006 16:08:47 GMT -5
*The scene opens up looking at an empty road. There isn’t a single car in sight, but tires can be heard screeching in the distance somewhere. Suddenly, around the corner, comes a Black Escalade it slams on the brakes in front of the camera and pulls up in front of it. Out of the driver’s side door steps none other than OWF VP, Spiker. He is dressed much less formally than the last time we seen him; A pair of dark blue jeans, with a hole in the knee, a Green Day T-Shirt and a backwards “Philadelphia Eagles” hat. He is talking on his cell phone as he walks by the camera to the front door of the building we are in front of.*
Spiker: Hey man…yea…I’m down front….Buzz me up.
*The camera hurries to follow Spiker in the front door of the apartment. They stand quietly as they await the Elevator and the get in. They go up to the 9th Floor and step out, to see none other than Spiker’s best friend…T.B. Hunter. T.B leads the way around to the right, and into the room numbered ‘906’. Spiker walks in as if he owns the place ,and flops himself down on the black leather couch. The camera surveys the building from the door. On the far side of the room is the couch Spiker is laying on, perpendicular to it is a shorter couch with the TV set on a stand diagonal of them. To the immediate right of the camera is a fish tank, and the turn to get to the kitchen. Hunter is standing in the kitchen getting a drink, Spiker is channel surfing on T.B’s TV.*
Hunter: So Spike, what brings you back home? I thought you were busy. Traveling the U.S with ICE, EWA and HGW?
Spiker: OWF! The one final show that everybody hoped would happen, but never wanted to see the day it came. I’m putting it together, but I couldn’t have an OWF event without my right hand man being there on-hand to watch me beat the holy hell out of the Innovator himself!
*Glass is heard shattering from the kitchen. The camera quickly turns the corner to find Hunter covered in some kind of liquid from the knees down and white glass all over the floor.*
Hunter: SON OF A BITCH! That was my favorite cup too, Damnit.
*Spiker slowly starts laughing at Hunter’s clumsiness as Hunter continues cussing while picking up the glass shards off the floor. He finishes, dumps the glass into the garbage under the sink, and then pulls out a new cup.*
Hunter: So, let me get this straight…Pain vs. Spiker, Nationally televised for the first time ever?? What’s the catch?
Spiker: It’s Pain’s last match ever in the squared circle. He’s unstable man, his cameraman had to come bail him out of the psyche ward just for this match. And then, to top it all off, Pain isn’t taking his meds. He needs those meds, it’s what keeps him sane. Without them he is a schizophrenic freak of nature that could snap at any minute and hurt anyone in the room with him.
Hunter: So, you are taking on a schizoid bulldozer that could tear you to pieces with one move…in a match that he designed?? I’m sorry Spiker, but when did you lose your mind at not tell me?
Spiker: Yea, I know, Crazy isn’t it? But I can deal with this match. If you remember, it was another Schizoid that I had to beat to claim my OWF Primetime Title. Cadaverus/C-Money was the biggest schizophrenic I ever met, and I could beat him 1-on-1. Pain is no different. I have defeated Pain in an Innovator Match before, And he hasn’t been in the wrestling ring for over a year. I have the designated advantage over him. Hit me up with a Pepsi, eh?
*Hunter reaches into the fridge and whips out a pop. It’s Coke, not Pepsi, but he takes it to Spiker anyhow. He hands it to him then starts walking away.*
Spiker: I said Pepsi T, not Coke. Coke is sick shit, Pepsi has much more kick to it.
Hunter: Sorry man, the girls were over the other day and…well…you know how they like their pop. That’s the last pop I have in the place, gotta make a run to the Safeway tonight.
Spiker: Oh Well.
*Spiker twists the lid off and tosses it across the room. It clangs off the side of the garbage can and lands on the floor. He takes a long swig of the coke and then places it on the coffee table.*
Hunter: Speaking of Cadaverus, what happened to him? Is he going to be there for this one time show?
Spiker: Yup. I just had to change the matches around a little bit today. Arkum gave me a phone call saying he was afraid of Genocide, so I had to pull him off the Card completely. And since Monoxide and Darkness hadn’t RSVP’d their Primetime Title contracts to me in time, Cadaverus was available to move into Arkum’s spot in the 1st main event. So now, it reads Genocide vs. Cadaverus In a title Unification match. By the end of Annihilation there will only be one singles title belt, and one tag championship in OWF.
*Hunter almost drops this glass out of shock again, but catches himself last second. He just looks, mouth gaping, right at Spiker.*
Hunter: You are bringing back the Tag Team Titles, and you & I aren’t in the match?? When did this happen? And Why didn’t you call me? We easily could have been the Tag Champions!
Spiker: Why? Because I knew you would never be able to find a partner without me. When? Shortly after I signed the contract for my Innovator Match with Pain. I definitely wasn’t wrestling 2 matches in the same night, especially when the second one would be against the Innovator himself. Especially with him now adding the UVW Violent Title to the confrontation. This was just meant to be a grudge match, one on one with nothing on the line to see who the better man is. But, now, Pain went and found his most prized possession to put up for grabs. The Title that was on the line in the first Innovator Match, and will be again.
Hunter: So Pain vs. Spiker, 1-on-1, UVW Violent Title…at an OWF PPV. That makes absolutely no sense, but ok…I’ll go with it. You still haven’t answered what you are doing here though. Shouldn’t you be training for this match, and prepping yourself for the most brutal match of your career? Instead of sitting back watching Spike TV?
Spiker: Oh, but that’s exactly it. I can’t train without my spotter. I can’t show up on an OWF show without the man that has been with me the entire way. And I sure as hell will never be ready for Pain if I try doing everything by myself. I have the in-ring experience against Pain, I know what he’s capable of in that ring, but I don’t know what’s running through his head when he has me in his sights. You do, you’re the one that has been at ringside for every match I have had against him. Whether it was against Matt Money in UVW, or the few times he and I crossed paths in OWF. You have watched and studied him from Day 1, I know you have because you always wanted this 1-on-1 match almost as badly as I have. The only man you wanted more was Cadaverus, but you could never have him because someone would always jump you from behind before or during the match. I can’t give you C-Money, Hell I don’t even have anybody left on the roster for you to face…so instead, I want you to be there for the last show just to see it in person.
*Spiker reaches in his back pocket and whips out a ticket for Annihilation.*
Hunter: Row 1? Right next to the entry ramp. Why the fuck would you give me this Spike?? You trying to make me feel bad about not getting a match at the show? I have more important things to do that day. I don’t need to go to your stupid show.
*Hunter drops the ticket in the trash can and walks up next to Spiker.*
Hunter: K Spike, That’s enough shit from you. Gotta ask you to take off man. Go Home for the night. Phone me tomorrow and we’ll hit up the gym for a bit before your flight to Arizona. You should’ve come sooner if you wanted to train that bad.
*Spiker chugs back what’s left of the Coke and tosses the bottle across the room. Again it clangs off the side of the garbage, but this time it bounces at an angle and lands right in the recycle bin. Spiker stands and walks out, as Hunter holds the door for him and the camera man. They make their way back to the main floor, and then out the front door. Spiker motions for the cameraman to climb in the passenger side, as he goes around and hops in the driver’s side. The Escalade takes off at about 80 km/h down a residential street. Spiker whips his way around corners, taking lefts and rights, rights and lefts, speeding through yellow lights, and finally they pull up out front of the Edmonton Suites Hotel. Spiker turns off the vehicle, climbs out and motions for the cameraman to do the same. He tosses his keys to a valet at the door and walks in the front. The lady at the front desk tries calling Spiker over but he ignores her. He walks straight to the elevator, hits the button and a door opens immediately. They take the elevator up to the 12th floor, walk out and knock on the door for room ‘1207’. Suddenly, the door swings open and a 5’5 girl is standing there. She has short dark hair, amber colored eyes, and a fairly filled out figure. She is wearing a System of a Down sweater, with a pair of blue jeans. There is ink on the knee of her jeans, looks as if she got bored and was drawing on herself. She steps aside and lets Spiker walk in, giving him a kiss on the cheek on the way. Then she steps back and gives the camera a dirty look as it walks in.*
Spiker: Hey Laura. I have to deal with this Pain issue right now. That’s what the camera is for, you want to go hop in the shower and I’ll meet you in the bedroom in a lil bit?
Laura: OK. Just don’t let him stay too long, you know I don’t like the media.
*Laura walks off into the far bedroom and shuts the door behind her. Spiker flops down on the couch in the main room of the Hotel and flips on the TV. He surfs through Channels for a bit before stopping on Spike TV to watch some MXC.*
Spiker: So, absolutely nothing has changed in the year that OWF has been gone. Pain is still a schizoid psychopath with more personalities than Britney Spears PMSing, Arkum is still whining like a bitch and not showing up for any matches that he figures he will lose, Genocide still hasn’t lost a match since I signed him…And the vintage talent from Lonewolf’s era still think they are king shit and that they basically own the place.
*Spiker stops for a sec to readjust his voice as the water can be heard running from the shower. He flips the channel one more time and lands on the Blue Jays / Twins game and sets the remote down.*
Spiker: Pain wants the UVW Title on the line, I’m up for it. Pain wants to beat on his girlfriend because she’s been cheating on him with himself, maybe he should have been paying more attention to the other people around her. It’s no wonder she was afraid of him when he showed up. She had Anarchy hiding in her bedroom closet, and, for anyone keeping up…nobody had seen or heard from Liz since, when…? Since I beat Pain in the first Innovator Match. Why, you may ask….Because Liz was ashamed that she spent a night in the winner’s locker room rather than going to console Pain in the loser’s locker room. That beating Pain gave her though, she deserved it. You always have to control ya Hoe. And that’s exactly what he was doing by almost breaking her back.
*Spiker stops to listen, as the water running has gotten much quieter. But it is still going so he continues.*
Spiker: Pain, beat up your girlfriend, beat up your boyfriend, hell…maybe you should’ve found Anarchy to beat him up too. But you’re forgetting, none of them has already beaten you in the ring. I am coming into this match with a 2-0 record against your personalities. I beat Matt Money in UVW. I beat Pain in an Innovator Match. What’s this third personality of yours? Is it the one that will be able to end your losing streak against me….I doubt it.
*The water now stops and Spiker looks up.*
Spiker: I hold 2 victories over you Pain, I know you will deny it to the best of your ability but it’s true. They say the third try is the charm, but this match is a farewell. It’s my chance to say goodbye to the legacy that was known as The Innovator with one final match. When I reach up and grab down that Violent Title, you will be left with no choice but to lay on the mat weeping about what could have been. UVW is dead, and OWF is on its last breath. 4 Men will have the ability to hold the titles they win in this one night for the rest of eternity, or until they get bored of them. 2 of them will have the Tag Titles, Either Genocide or Cadaverus will have both of the Heavyweight and Primetime Titles in their possession, and I will be the last. I will stand atop that innovator Cage with the UVW Violent Title held high as OWF TV fades out for the final time. What a way to go out, OWF TV ending with a UVW Title belt in the last match. Goodbye Pain, Goodbye OWF, and Goodbye to everyone who will never wrestle again after this night.
*Suddenly the bedroom door opens. The camera turns quickly and gets a quick glimpse of a pure nude Laura before she slams the door shut in front of her glistening body. Spiker stands up and quickly grabs the camera man. He escorts him to the door and then tosses him out into the hallway. Spiker shuts the door, as the camera fades out to a commercial for Annihilation followed by the OWF Logo.*
Spiker: Hey man…yea…I’m down front….Buzz me up.
*The camera hurries to follow Spiker in the front door of the apartment. They stand quietly as they await the Elevator and the get in. They go up to the 9th Floor and step out, to see none other than Spiker’s best friend…T.B. Hunter. T.B leads the way around to the right, and into the room numbered ‘906’. Spiker walks in as if he owns the place ,and flops himself down on the black leather couch. The camera surveys the building from the door. On the far side of the room is the couch Spiker is laying on, perpendicular to it is a shorter couch with the TV set on a stand diagonal of them. To the immediate right of the camera is a fish tank, and the turn to get to the kitchen. Hunter is standing in the kitchen getting a drink, Spiker is channel surfing on T.B’s TV.*
Hunter: So Spike, what brings you back home? I thought you were busy. Traveling the U.S with ICE, EWA and HGW?
Spiker: OWF! The one final show that everybody hoped would happen, but never wanted to see the day it came. I’m putting it together, but I couldn’t have an OWF event without my right hand man being there on-hand to watch me beat the holy hell out of the Innovator himself!
*Glass is heard shattering from the kitchen. The camera quickly turns the corner to find Hunter covered in some kind of liquid from the knees down and white glass all over the floor.*
Hunter: SON OF A BITCH! That was my favorite cup too, Damnit.
*Spiker slowly starts laughing at Hunter’s clumsiness as Hunter continues cussing while picking up the glass shards off the floor. He finishes, dumps the glass into the garbage under the sink, and then pulls out a new cup.*
Hunter: So, let me get this straight…Pain vs. Spiker, Nationally televised for the first time ever?? What’s the catch?
Spiker: It’s Pain’s last match ever in the squared circle. He’s unstable man, his cameraman had to come bail him out of the psyche ward just for this match. And then, to top it all off, Pain isn’t taking his meds. He needs those meds, it’s what keeps him sane. Without them he is a schizophrenic freak of nature that could snap at any minute and hurt anyone in the room with him.
Hunter: So, you are taking on a schizoid bulldozer that could tear you to pieces with one move…in a match that he designed?? I’m sorry Spiker, but when did you lose your mind at not tell me?
Spiker: Yea, I know, Crazy isn’t it? But I can deal with this match. If you remember, it was another Schizoid that I had to beat to claim my OWF Primetime Title. Cadaverus/C-Money was the biggest schizophrenic I ever met, and I could beat him 1-on-1. Pain is no different. I have defeated Pain in an Innovator Match before, And he hasn’t been in the wrestling ring for over a year. I have the designated advantage over him. Hit me up with a Pepsi, eh?
*Hunter reaches into the fridge and whips out a pop. It’s Coke, not Pepsi, but he takes it to Spiker anyhow. He hands it to him then starts walking away.*
Spiker: I said Pepsi T, not Coke. Coke is sick shit, Pepsi has much more kick to it.
Hunter: Sorry man, the girls were over the other day and…well…you know how they like their pop. That’s the last pop I have in the place, gotta make a run to the Safeway tonight.
Spiker: Oh Well.
*Spiker twists the lid off and tosses it across the room. It clangs off the side of the garbage can and lands on the floor. He takes a long swig of the coke and then places it on the coffee table.*
Hunter: Speaking of Cadaverus, what happened to him? Is he going to be there for this one time show?
Spiker: Yup. I just had to change the matches around a little bit today. Arkum gave me a phone call saying he was afraid of Genocide, so I had to pull him off the Card completely. And since Monoxide and Darkness hadn’t RSVP’d their Primetime Title contracts to me in time, Cadaverus was available to move into Arkum’s spot in the 1st main event. So now, it reads Genocide vs. Cadaverus In a title Unification match. By the end of Annihilation there will only be one singles title belt, and one tag championship in OWF.
*Hunter almost drops this glass out of shock again, but catches himself last second. He just looks, mouth gaping, right at Spiker.*
Hunter: You are bringing back the Tag Team Titles, and you & I aren’t in the match?? When did this happen? And Why didn’t you call me? We easily could have been the Tag Champions!
Spiker: Why? Because I knew you would never be able to find a partner without me. When? Shortly after I signed the contract for my Innovator Match with Pain. I definitely wasn’t wrestling 2 matches in the same night, especially when the second one would be against the Innovator himself. Especially with him now adding the UVW Violent Title to the confrontation. This was just meant to be a grudge match, one on one with nothing on the line to see who the better man is. But, now, Pain went and found his most prized possession to put up for grabs. The Title that was on the line in the first Innovator Match, and will be again.
Hunter: So Pain vs. Spiker, 1-on-1, UVW Violent Title…at an OWF PPV. That makes absolutely no sense, but ok…I’ll go with it. You still haven’t answered what you are doing here though. Shouldn’t you be training for this match, and prepping yourself for the most brutal match of your career? Instead of sitting back watching Spike TV?
Spiker: Oh, but that’s exactly it. I can’t train without my spotter. I can’t show up on an OWF show without the man that has been with me the entire way. And I sure as hell will never be ready for Pain if I try doing everything by myself. I have the in-ring experience against Pain, I know what he’s capable of in that ring, but I don’t know what’s running through his head when he has me in his sights. You do, you’re the one that has been at ringside for every match I have had against him. Whether it was against Matt Money in UVW, or the few times he and I crossed paths in OWF. You have watched and studied him from Day 1, I know you have because you always wanted this 1-on-1 match almost as badly as I have. The only man you wanted more was Cadaverus, but you could never have him because someone would always jump you from behind before or during the match. I can’t give you C-Money, Hell I don’t even have anybody left on the roster for you to face…so instead, I want you to be there for the last show just to see it in person.
*Spiker reaches in his back pocket and whips out a ticket for Annihilation.*
Hunter: Row 1? Right next to the entry ramp. Why the fuck would you give me this Spike?? You trying to make me feel bad about not getting a match at the show? I have more important things to do that day. I don’t need to go to your stupid show.
*Hunter drops the ticket in the trash can and walks up next to Spiker.*
Hunter: K Spike, That’s enough shit from you. Gotta ask you to take off man. Go Home for the night. Phone me tomorrow and we’ll hit up the gym for a bit before your flight to Arizona. You should’ve come sooner if you wanted to train that bad.
*Spiker chugs back what’s left of the Coke and tosses the bottle across the room. Again it clangs off the side of the garbage, but this time it bounces at an angle and lands right in the recycle bin. Spiker stands and walks out, as Hunter holds the door for him and the camera man. They make their way back to the main floor, and then out the front door. Spiker motions for the cameraman to climb in the passenger side, as he goes around and hops in the driver’s side. The Escalade takes off at about 80 km/h down a residential street. Spiker whips his way around corners, taking lefts and rights, rights and lefts, speeding through yellow lights, and finally they pull up out front of the Edmonton Suites Hotel. Spiker turns off the vehicle, climbs out and motions for the cameraman to do the same. He tosses his keys to a valet at the door and walks in the front. The lady at the front desk tries calling Spiker over but he ignores her. He walks straight to the elevator, hits the button and a door opens immediately. They take the elevator up to the 12th floor, walk out and knock on the door for room ‘1207’. Suddenly, the door swings open and a 5’5 girl is standing there. She has short dark hair, amber colored eyes, and a fairly filled out figure. She is wearing a System of a Down sweater, with a pair of blue jeans. There is ink on the knee of her jeans, looks as if she got bored and was drawing on herself. She steps aside and lets Spiker walk in, giving him a kiss on the cheek on the way. Then she steps back and gives the camera a dirty look as it walks in.*
Spiker: Hey Laura. I have to deal with this Pain issue right now. That’s what the camera is for, you want to go hop in the shower and I’ll meet you in the bedroom in a lil bit?
Laura: OK. Just don’t let him stay too long, you know I don’t like the media.
*Laura walks off into the far bedroom and shuts the door behind her. Spiker flops down on the couch in the main room of the Hotel and flips on the TV. He surfs through Channels for a bit before stopping on Spike TV to watch some MXC.*
Spiker: So, absolutely nothing has changed in the year that OWF has been gone. Pain is still a schizoid psychopath with more personalities than Britney Spears PMSing, Arkum is still whining like a bitch and not showing up for any matches that he figures he will lose, Genocide still hasn’t lost a match since I signed him…And the vintage talent from Lonewolf’s era still think they are king shit and that they basically own the place.
*Spiker stops for a sec to readjust his voice as the water can be heard running from the shower. He flips the channel one more time and lands on the Blue Jays / Twins game and sets the remote down.*
Spiker: Pain wants the UVW Title on the line, I’m up for it. Pain wants to beat on his girlfriend because she’s been cheating on him with himself, maybe he should have been paying more attention to the other people around her. It’s no wonder she was afraid of him when he showed up. She had Anarchy hiding in her bedroom closet, and, for anyone keeping up…nobody had seen or heard from Liz since, when…? Since I beat Pain in the first Innovator Match. Why, you may ask….Because Liz was ashamed that she spent a night in the winner’s locker room rather than going to console Pain in the loser’s locker room. That beating Pain gave her though, she deserved it. You always have to control ya Hoe. And that’s exactly what he was doing by almost breaking her back.
*Spiker stops to listen, as the water running has gotten much quieter. But it is still going so he continues.*
Spiker: Pain, beat up your girlfriend, beat up your boyfriend, hell…maybe you should’ve found Anarchy to beat him up too. But you’re forgetting, none of them has already beaten you in the ring. I am coming into this match with a 2-0 record against your personalities. I beat Matt Money in UVW. I beat Pain in an Innovator Match. What’s this third personality of yours? Is it the one that will be able to end your losing streak against me….I doubt it.
*The water now stops and Spiker looks up.*
Spiker: I hold 2 victories over you Pain, I know you will deny it to the best of your ability but it’s true. They say the third try is the charm, but this match is a farewell. It’s my chance to say goodbye to the legacy that was known as The Innovator with one final match. When I reach up and grab down that Violent Title, you will be left with no choice but to lay on the mat weeping about what could have been. UVW is dead, and OWF is on its last breath. 4 Men will have the ability to hold the titles they win in this one night for the rest of eternity, or until they get bored of them. 2 of them will have the Tag Titles, Either Genocide or Cadaverus will have both of the Heavyweight and Primetime Titles in their possession, and I will be the last. I will stand atop that innovator Cage with the UVW Violent Title held high as OWF TV fades out for the final time. What a way to go out, OWF TV ending with a UVW Title belt in the last match. Goodbye Pain, Goodbye OWF, and Goodbye to everyone who will never wrestle again after this night.
*Suddenly the bedroom door opens. The camera turns quickly and gets a quick glimpse of a pure nude Laura before she slams the door shut in front of her glistening body. Spiker stands up and quickly grabs the camera man. He escorts him to the door and then tosses him out into the hallway. Spiker shuts the door, as the camera fades out to a commercial for Annihilation followed by the OWF Logo.*