TBirdSCIL
League Member
Please keep all RP for this match in this folder...
Cameron Cruise vs. Jared Justice
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TSiegel
I spoil things.
Back for the first time.
(Fade in to a simple white backdrop with the GLCW letters stenciled in black. Walking into view is Cameron Cruise, wearing a pair of faded black jeans, black muscleshirt, and black shades. He sighs for a second and rubs his shadowed cheek and chin. As if to not notice until the last second, Cruise looks up at the camera.)
CC: Hey there, I suppose you remember me a while ago. Then again, you might not, seein' as I was s'pose to be here more than I was contracted to, bein' that I was paid by appearance. That's A-ok by me.
(Cruise 'shoots' at the camera, followed by thumbs-up.)
What-up.
Now, since that's up an out of the way, I g'head and get a first match back, 'gainst some Abraham Lincoln fella named Jared Justice, that in himself I no doubt lives up to his name.
Six-Four, Three-hundred pounds....
(Cruise chuckles a second or two)
You're a friggin' MOUNTAIN buddy!! Anyone not in there right state of conscience would hate you pal. Me?
(Cruise waves off the camera)
Not a chance. But the fact of the matter is, I signed a contract here in this world that says I gotta wrestle anyone the boss says ta.
Take it as flattery, a compliment, or just plain incentive, Justice. I don't hate ya, but that doesn't mean I won't give one-hundred percent of every fiber of every muscle in my body to pin your shoulders to the mat. Now, it seems ta me that you have a big match on you're mind, so I won't take too much of your time and make this quick.
I wish ya the best of luck in Minnesota, but as far as Columbus goes....we will see who the big---er.....more skilled man is.
Until then....
(Cruise shoots the camera again, mouthing the sound of the gunshot.)
Fade.
(Fade in to a simple white backdrop with the GLCW letters stenciled in black. Walking into view is Cameron Cruise, wearing a pair of faded black jeans, black muscleshirt, and black shades. He sighs for a second and rubs his shadowed cheek and chin. As if to not notice until the last second, Cruise looks up at the camera.)
CC: Hey there, I suppose you remember me a while ago. Then again, you might not, seein' as I was s'pose to be here more than I was contracted to, bein' that I was paid by appearance. That's A-ok by me.
(Cruise 'shoots' at the camera, followed by thumbs-up.)
What-up.
Now, since that's up an out of the way, I g'head and get a first match back, 'gainst some Abraham Lincoln fella named Jared Justice, that in himself I no doubt lives up to his name.
Six-Four, Three-hundred pounds....
(Cruise chuckles a second or two)
You're a friggin' MOUNTAIN buddy!! Anyone not in there right state of conscience would hate you pal. Me?
(Cruise waves off the camera)
Not a chance. But the fact of the matter is, I signed a contract here in this world that says I gotta wrestle anyone the boss says ta.
Take it as flattery, a compliment, or just plain incentive, Justice. I don't hate ya, but that doesn't mean I won't give one-hundred percent of every fiber of every muscle in my body to pin your shoulders to the mat. Now, it seems ta me that you have a big match on you're mind, so I won't take too much of your time and make this quick.
I wish ya the best of luck in Minnesota, but as far as Columbus goes....we will see who the big---er.....more skilled man is.
Until then....
(Cruise shoots the camera again, mouthing the sound of the gunshot.)
Fade.
YinYangGuy
League Member
Time to BURN!
(FADE IN: Jared Justice is sitting in his typical dimly lit room. CUE UP: "Just Barely Breathing" by Killswitch Engage. Jared Justice is holding his trademark blowtorch in his left hand.)
JARED JUSTICE: Cameron Cruise....have you been living under a rock?? Or did someone drop you on your head recently? My name is Jared Justice. You referred to me as some Abraham Lincoln type. Does that mean I should be forthcoming and honest with you?
(Jared Justice pauses to wait for a response. He then takes it upon himself to answer his own question in his own mind.)
JARED JUSTICE: Ok. I don't stand for truth, justice or the American Way. I'm the firestarter....twisted fire starter. I enjoy taking ignorant people like you and setting them on fire. The smell of burning flesh....arouses me. Honestly!!
(Jared Justice sheepishly grins.)
JARED JUSTICE: Now, you seem to be pretty dillusional. You think that I'm only six foot four? I'm six foot eleven, three hundred and eight pounds.
(He pauses again.)
JARED JUSTICE: I've been dieting. We're going to fight in Columbus and you are going to use "every fiber of muscle in your body to pin me".
(Again, Jared Justice smiles. He chuckles a bit as well. His lighthearted mood suddenly becomes a bit serious.)
JARED JUSTICE: So be it!! I am going to expend every ounce of energy to set you on fire. So, perhaps you had better reprioritize. I'll give you the victory if you want it that badly, but what good will it do you if you have third degree burns over ninety percent of your body. Don't come to Columbus looking to win, come looking to survive. There is the Gods honest truth, just like Abraham Lincoln would tell you, if he enjoyed setting people on fire as much as I do.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN: Jared Justice is sitting in his typical dimly lit room. CUE UP: "Just Barely Breathing" by Killswitch Engage. Jared Justice is holding his trademark blowtorch in his left hand.)
JARED JUSTICE: Cameron Cruise....have you been living under a rock?? Or did someone drop you on your head recently? My name is Jared Justice. You referred to me as some Abraham Lincoln type. Does that mean I should be forthcoming and honest with you?
(Jared Justice pauses to wait for a response. He then takes it upon himself to answer his own question in his own mind.)
JARED JUSTICE: Ok. I don't stand for truth, justice or the American Way. I'm the firestarter....twisted fire starter. I enjoy taking ignorant people like you and setting them on fire. The smell of burning flesh....arouses me. Honestly!!
(Jared Justice sheepishly grins.)
JARED JUSTICE: Now, you seem to be pretty dillusional. You think that I'm only six foot four? I'm six foot eleven, three hundred and eight pounds.
(He pauses again.)
JARED JUSTICE: I've been dieting. We're going to fight in Columbus and you are going to use "every fiber of muscle in your body to pin me".
(Again, Jared Justice smiles. He chuckles a bit as well. His lighthearted mood suddenly becomes a bit serious.)
JARED JUSTICE: So be it!! I am going to expend every ounce of energy to set you on fire. So, perhaps you had better reprioritize. I'll give you the victory if you want it that badly, but what good will it do you if you have third degree burns over ninety percent of your body. Don't come to Columbus looking to win, come looking to survive. There is the Gods honest truth, just like Abraham Lincoln would tell you, if he enjoyed setting people on fire as much as I do.
(FADE OUT)
TSiegel
I spoil things.
Burned....out.
(Fadein to an empty room, with the exception of one chair, one table. A door opens and in comes Cruise, portable stereo in hand. Sitting down, he sets down the stereo and sits comfortably before starting his promo. He opens his mouth to begin his promo, but then stops himself short, holding up one finger and signals for patience. He then reaches down and pulls up the stereo on the table and plays some inaudible rock music and tries again before once again pausing to turn off the stereo. He sets the stereo down on the floor and snaps his fingers.)
Cruise: I just don't get it with you Michigan-folk. I mean, what difference does it make to produce a single promo without music? Is there some significance I'm missing? Whatever it is, I'm sure I won't get until later on anyway.
Wow, Justice, if you're so willing to just *give me the victory* as you say...why even bother showing up? Piss off the boss, I dare you. As a matter of fact, take that little pencil torch with you and go on a field trip with the local girl scouts while youre at it. I'm sure they'll get a kick outta the smores.
But seriously Jay-Jay, does it really matter? Call me Jack if ya want, but that doesnt mean I'm lookin' to jump on your back with flashbacks of my kindergarten days when the teacher read FABLES. Look at the tape again, pal and listen to this one when you're done.
I called you Lincoln because Lincoln was tall and had a big reach. I never said anything about this being about the Truth and American Way. All I tried to tell you was that I wasn't going to be half of all the other weaklings in this business you've faced and actually *TRY* to wrestle you and *BEAT* you.
(smirks)
God's honest truth. You wanna talk about Truth? Sure thing, pal. The "Truth" is....you need help.
If you think that this is about a beef I have with you, think again.
If you think that this is about size and strength, think again.
If you think that this is about burning flesh....you're outta your mind. I'm saying this again and a final time Justice.
This is about me versus you, without any predjudice, simply to see who is BETTER.
I don't hate you Jared Justice. I never have and so far still don't.
My advice to you my tall friend, is this:
Don't tease me. You won't like what would happen next.
Fade
(Fadein to an empty room, with the exception of one chair, one table. A door opens and in comes Cruise, portable stereo in hand. Sitting down, he sets down the stereo and sits comfortably before starting his promo. He opens his mouth to begin his promo, but then stops himself short, holding up one finger and signals for patience. He then reaches down and pulls up the stereo on the table and plays some inaudible rock music and tries again before once again pausing to turn off the stereo. He sets the stereo down on the floor and snaps his fingers.)
Cruise: I just don't get it with you Michigan-folk. I mean, what difference does it make to produce a single promo without music? Is there some significance I'm missing? Whatever it is, I'm sure I won't get until later on anyway.
Wow, Justice, if you're so willing to just *give me the victory* as you say...why even bother showing up? Piss off the boss, I dare you. As a matter of fact, take that little pencil torch with you and go on a field trip with the local girl scouts while youre at it. I'm sure they'll get a kick outta the smores.
But seriously Jay-Jay, does it really matter? Call me Jack if ya want, but that doesnt mean I'm lookin' to jump on your back with flashbacks of my kindergarten days when the teacher read FABLES. Look at the tape again, pal and listen to this one when you're done.
I called you Lincoln because Lincoln was tall and had a big reach. I never said anything about this being about the Truth and American Way. All I tried to tell you was that I wasn't going to be half of all the other weaklings in this business you've faced and actually *TRY* to wrestle you and *BEAT* you.
(smirks)
God's honest truth. You wanna talk about Truth? Sure thing, pal. The "Truth" is....you need help.
If you think that this is about a beef I have with you, think again.
If you think that this is about size and strength, think again.
If you think that this is about burning flesh....you're outta your mind. I'm saying this again and a final time Justice.
This is about me versus you, without any predjudice, simply to see who is BETTER.
I don't hate you Jared Justice. I never have and so far still don't.
My advice to you my tall friend, is this:
Don't tease me. You won't like what would happen next.
Fade
YinYangGuy
League Member
Fiery Truth
(FADE IN: Jared Justice is sitting in his darkened room once again. "Just Barely Breathing" by Killswitch Engage.)
JARED JUSTICE: Cruise, what are you a music critic now?
(Justice laughs in a psychotic manner.)
JARED JUSTICE: Truth be known, I like hearing music play. Sure, Killswitch Engage may not be to your liking....hell, you probably like the Dixie Chicks or something. Frankly, their kind of music drives me to want to.....to.....no, not burn something....it drives me to want to...ah, forget it!!! The long and the short of it is that most music tames the savage beast. In any event, this isn't about music. This is about you and I getting together for a fight. You'd like it if I decided to stay home, wouldn't you?
(Justice pauses awaiting an answer.)
JARED JUSTICE: Now, what fun would that be? See, hearing you scream in agony is music to my ears.
(Justice smiles sheepishly.)
JARED JUSTICE: Just like you have no quarrel with me, I have none with you. See, I'm not just singling you. I am going to burn you, because I have to. I have been told to. Haven't you heard the voices?
(Justice pauses and looks around as if he suddenly heard something.)
JARED JUSTICE: They are all around me. Yelling, screaming....taunting me!!! They tell me that you must BURN. I must sear your flesh. I must scar you. That is the irrefutable truth. They tell me that you aren't better than me. HOW CAN YOU BE BETTER THAN ME?? YOU JUST GOT HERE!!! If you are better than me, you won't be for very long. I need help, yes...I desperately need help. HELP ME!!!! Douse yourself in kerosene!!! DO IT!!! I will burn and it will be without prejudice. I do not hate you. I DON'T. You simply must burn....it is your destiny.
(FADE OUT)
(FADE IN: Jared Justice is sitting in his darkened room once again. "Just Barely Breathing" by Killswitch Engage.)
JARED JUSTICE: Cruise, what are you a music critic now?
(Justice laughs in a psychotic manner.)
JARED JUSTICE: Truth be known, I like hearing music play. Sure, Killswitch Engage may not be to your liking....hell, you probably like the Dixie Chicks or something. Frankly, their kind of music drives me to want to.....to.....no, not burn something....it drives me to want to...ah, forget it!!! The long and the short of it is that most music tames the savage beast. In any event, this isn't about music. This is about you and I getting together for a fight. You'd like it if I decided to stay home, wouldn't you?
(Justice pauses awaiting an answer.)
JARED JUSTICE: Now, what fun would that be? See, hearing you scream in agony is music to my ears.
(Justice smiles sheepishly.)
JARED JUSTICE: Just like you have no quarrel with me, I have none with you. See, I'm not just singling you. I am going to burn you, because I have to. I have been told to. Haven't you heard the voices?
(Justice pauses and looks around as if he suddenly heard something.)
JARED JUSTICE: They are all around me. Yelling, screaming....taunting me!!! They tell me that you must BURN. I must sear your flesh. I must scar you. That is the irrefutable truth. They tell me that you aren't better than me. HOW CAN YOU BE BETTER THAN ME?? YOU JUST GOT HERE!!! If you are better than me, you won't be for very long. I need help, yes...I desperately need help. HELP ME!!!! Douse yourself in kerosene!!! DO IT!!! I will burn and it will be without prejudice. I do not hate you. I DON'T. You simply must burn....it is your destiny.
(FADE OUT)