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Post by Wade Mason on Oct 20, 2009 4:16:22 GMT -5
[Single Match] Alyson Starr Vs. Michael Hyde
Limit: Two Each Maximum First Deadline: Saturday October 24th at 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Sunday October 25th at 11:59pm EST
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Post by glhyde on Oct 24, 2009 12:20:56 GMT -5
The scene opens on Michael Hyde sitting on a brown leather chair in Doctor Pace’s office during their weekly session. The office is colored in earthy tones, books sit on shelves that cover almost all the wall space. A black Italian marble desk, sits on the north wall. Behind the desk running along one of two windows in the office, are all sorts of degrees and awards for the good doctors work in this field. Doctor Pace tiny, five foot four inch frame is seated on a black leather office chair behind the desk. The balding, middle aged man is trying to think of something, anything to sway his patient away from this professional wrestling nightmare.
“So, I hear you’ll be wrestling a woman at the Pay-Per-View?”
“Enough Doctor, I already know what you are going to say. Anything and everything to keep me from wrestling. Enough, it‘s just not going to happen. I‘m going to the show, I‘m going to wrestling, I‘m going to win, and beatings up and down the roster will begin.”
“We’re going to wrestle a woman?” “Nobody else accepted our open challenge. We don’t think she did either, she might have been just booked in a match with us.” “Still, we could really hurt someone.” “We all know that. The Instant Smile is really no laughing matter.”
“You’re over confident Michael, not to mention that finishing move of yours is dangerous. What if you should get Ms. Starr in a predicament when you are able to utilize the Instant Smile? Will you use it? Do you think you have what it takes to drop that woman from the top rope, on to her face?”
“I will do it without a moment’s hesitation. If I was in that position, she would not hesitate either to put me away, I would not expect her too. I’m going to try and set her up for it on my own.
Ms. Starr and I are booked in a match together. We have both set out to accomplish the same goal. At this moment, we are in each other’s way. I’m going to do, whatever it takes to win this match. Try as she might, this match will not be as easy as her match last week. I will not roll over for anyone who gets in my way.
Soon, the real men on the roster will have to stop hiding behind skirts and step up, ap-paren-tly re-luctant-ly. Then, it will be their turn to have their face broken into an Instant Smile.”
“We really ARE going to wrestle a woman!” “Bet this wasn‘t part of the game plan.” “I don‘t know if we can really drop her in an Instant Smile .” “We can and we will! Not shut up or the Doctor will know we are here.”
“Our time‘s up. I would offer adjust your meds, but I know there‘s no way you are going to take them so close to a match…”
“…Then why bother? See you next week.”
Michael leaves the office via the door to the “Exit Room“. Doctor Pace walks over to the video camera and stops it.
He pulls the tape from the camera and places it in a white envelope. He then walks through the main door to his office and hands the tape to his Personal Assistant.[/i]
“Get this to the TGW media department right away. Don‘t leave your name or say where you go it. In fact, don‘t even say a word. Drop it on the receptionist‘s desk and leave. Go buy a mask from the party store and put it on so you are not seen on one of their cameras either.
If I can‘t change his mind and stop this foolish idea before he kills somebody, I‘ll get the public to boo him out of the ring. NOW GO!”
The scene fades on the assistant leaving the office.[/color]
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