Fade In: Scene starts out on the streets of the infamous city of Brooklyn, NY. ‘The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco is going out for a walk. It’s nightfall, and the harsh cold dead of winter blows a brisk gust of wind against the decaying trees. The gray darkened clouds hover by the enormous illuminating glassy moon from above. The moon falls deep into the horizon of the park where the light enchants the wolves that howl within the night.
Fasco goes for a night walk and is dressed for the bitter weather. Fasco wears black shiny leather pants, with a black turtleneck shirt on. For a coat he has on a very long black leather trench coat. His black leather fingerless grappling gloves are grasped onto to his rough hands. In his right hand he holds a walking cane with a silver coated skull carved for the top of the cane. With heavy footsteps Fasco comes to a halt and decides to take a rest up against a tree on the sidewalk. The GXW camera crew zooms in on Fasco as he pulls out a golden lighter and lights a Cuban cigar for his satisfaction…
Fasco: ‘Ahh nothin’ like a Cuban cigar to warm the body in the cold’. ‘I see those two fellas that were making a mockery of the camera crew finally put an end to their embarrassment’. ‘I’m kind of glad it stopped, because I was going to kick both of their A**’s’. ‘And now I see someone has stepped up to the plate and accepted my challenge’. ‘Now I get to fight some poor bum who’s going to lose to the Bruiser’. ‘Some guy who calls himself the Ego Buster?’ ‘Hey pal, there’s no ego here, that left the door ages ago’. ‘But put ego’s all aside from this match with you Dan Ryan, your going to receive something in your life you’ll never want to remember for the rest of your stinkin’ career’.
‘Ha!’ ‘Nightmares wont be anything close to what the Bruiser does to Dan Ryan’. ‘You know something Ryan, as I look down this long road in Brooklyn, NY that’s what it’s going to be for Reuben Fasco’. ‘It’s going to be a long road in the GXW’. ‘Reuben Fasco isn’t here to name call or pass judgment on anybody here in the GXW’. ‘So you know what Fasco is going to do?’ ‘Let Dan Ryan be the 2nd victim of my journey to respect’. ‘Ricky Grant surely found out quickly what Fasco is all about’. ‘Are you sure Ryan that you want to find out what Gant found?’ ‘Gant found something merely worse than a hangover’. ‘He found out what it’s truly like to get an A** kickin’. ‘There’s one thing the GXW is going to learn about Reuben Fasco and that it wont matter who I get in a match’. ‘It wont matter what you wear, what you look like’. ‘It wont mean anything to how big you are or the talent you got in the ring’. ‘You know what I hold close to my heart?’ ‘That’s respect Ryan’. ‘I will beat it out of you if I have to’.
‘That’s right, I will gain respect from the boys in the locker room pal’. ‘It’s not how you earn a spot on a card, one thing I’ll teach you in this match is how to make an impact!’ ‘Fasco will use any one of you to become famous in the GXW’. ‘Reuben Fasco will use Dan Ryan to make the Bruiser famous’. ‘You wont be famous Ryan you’ll be famous for the beating you’ll get from the Bruiser’.
‘You said I would be your welcome wagon of sorts?’ ‘Think again ego buster, the only ego busting you’ll be doing around here is busting your head open on something trying to figure out why in the hell did you accept this challenge?’ ‘Former unified champion?’ ‘Like that means a damn thing to me’. ‘This match isn’t for a title Ryan, This match isn’t for a number one contender’s spot for a title’. ‘Do you know what this match is?’ ‘In this match you will be defending your life, and that’s what will be at stake’. ‘Because if a guy like me can just waltz right onto the GXW make a challenge, what would happen if you lost to me?’ ‘I bet you couldn’t live with yourself’. ‘Would it be embarrassing?’ ‘Yes it would’. ‘However when I’m through with you, ask yourself one thing… Was it worth it?’
Interesting choice of words, nightmares...the word rolled around in his head...caused him to raise his eyebrows in thought...then a smirk crossed his face...a bemused grin....
Ryan: "You know, Mr. Fasco. You brought up a word that have had great experience with over this last year. You said...nightmares...you got my attention with that. I thought about what you said, mulled it over in my mind and came to a conclusion..."
"You don't know what the hell you're talking about do you? You sit there and you make stupid ignorant second grade comments about subjects you have no clue about while looking like the fourth level boss from some cheap Mafia video game, and I'm supposed to take you seriously, right? I suppose next you're gonna so something like repeat the company we're working for over and over again..ohhhhh....wait.(in mock whiny voice) 'It's a long road in GXW! I'm not here to pass judgement on anyone in GXW! Fasco will use who he wants to get famous in GXW!' Christ, shut ...up. I'll tell you what you can do. Take a walk down that long road in Brooklyn, NY and take a JOURNEY down to the local Rotary Club and shake down some of the old coots lining the walls down there. Your basic curtian jerker innuendo ain't gonna cut it with me..."
"Now then, since you've already informed me that it won't matter 'what you wear, what you look like, how big you are, what talent you have in the ring, as long as you love me' why don't we talk about something more important. Like for example, how you change person in your speech more often than Gabriel Poe dyes his hair. 'Reuben Fasco is here' 'I am here'...which is it, Fasco? Can we pick one and stick to it? Cuz you know, those of us who aren't fluent in retard are having trouble keeping up. Or is that keeping DOWN? Well, either way...Dan Ryan doesn't care. All Dan Ryan cares about is that in every conceivable way, Dan Ryan outclasses you, outsmarts you, has more talent in one pubic hair then you have in your whole body, and can wrestle more circles around you than Saturn and Neptune combined. Bottom line, rookie. I don't care where YOU'VE been or what YOU'VE done, this is the big time my friend. This ain't Brooklyn, this ain't Grand Theft Auto and you sure as hell aren't Vito Corleone, so drop the hokey Brooklyn bulls**t and prepare your PUNK ASS for the beating of a lifetime. Kapiche?"
"Now, as for respect. You want respect from me? First thing's first. You come running your mouth to me, that's a good way to get your teeth kicked down your esophagus. You want that respect? Earn that sh*t. Why did I accept the challenge. Well check this out. I'm Dan f**king Ryan. I'll do what I want, when I want, then I'll break into your mom's trailer, stick it in her ass, take her TV and make her help me load it into the car. And you? You won't do a DAMN thing about it will you? And why's that? Repeat after me, kids..."
"BECAUSE THERE...AIN'T....A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT"
"So check this out, Ruby. I'm not here to impress you, I'm not here to defend my life and....eye-eye-eye-eye-eye'm not your stepping stone...big boy. What I am is your worst nightmare coming true. And right about now....nope...ain't no funk soul brother....it's The Ego Buster, about to drop your s**t down the toilet."
Fade In: ‘The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco is sitting in a classroom and he’s sitting in a student’s desk in the front row. The classroom is very big and fits about 30 students. There is a teacher’s desk in the front of the room and pulled down in front of the long and wide blackboard is a projector screen.
Fasco is dressed in a black & white pin striped business suit, and has on his Stetson Chatham hat in gray with a feather tainted to the side. Beside Fasco is a black cart with a Projector on it. The GXW camera crew stands by the front door of the classroom….
Fasco: ‘Hey guys, you may turn the lights out now, I’m ready to watch some action here’.
~ Lights go out ~
~ The promo of Dan Ryan is displayed on the screen, and Fasco starts making fists ~
Fasco: ‘So Mr. Dan Ryan, I don’t know what I am talking about do I?’ ( Looks over at the camera crew ) ‘Now what I see here is some moron rambling on like a buffoon’. ‘It’s like watching a orangutan begging for some bananas’. ‘What I’m trying to understand is, what the hell is your point of view?’ ‘The only thing your basically doing is pointing out what an A**Hole you are’. ‘Ohhhhh I’m sooooo scared by your harsh words’. ‘Were they supposed to do something to my brain?’ ‘There’s one thing your forgetting ego buster, that I’m from Brooklyn, NY!’ ‘It sounds like to me you’re from some hillbilly, hick town like something called Mooseberry, Alabama or some crap like that’.
‘Well, it’s funny that I sit inside a classroom watching your ridiculous promo’. ‘After watchin’ this piece of crap you call a promo I’m going to teach you how it’s done right’. ‘Forget these god forsaken promos’. ‘It’s what we do in the ring that’s going to count buddy’. ‘Your right about one thing Ryan, you got the experience on me here in the GXW’. ‘You’ve faced many great Wrestlers and champions before me’. ‘I’m also sure you fought and wrestled men that weighed over 300 pounds and stood tall at 7 feet or even 8’. ‘However Ryan, you never faced ‘The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco!’ ‘I don’t care who you are, and I don’t care what you’ve done here in GXW’. ‘The Bruiser is here to claim his bragging rights in this one pal!’ ‘Your right about something else Ryan, if I can’t get respect from you, I’ll beat it out of you’. ‘No you’re not my elder, and you’re definitely not a peer of mine’. ‘But you will become my B*tch!’ ‘Dan Ryan is going to flush my sh*t down the toilet?’ ‘Reuben Fasco just got here man and I’m not going anywhere for a very long time’. ‘You see even though I’m being considered a rookie, in the end the student will go over the teacher and be successful thanks to Dan Ryan’. ‘Thanks to Dan Ryan for making Reuben Fasco famous!’
‘In this school Ryan there wont be a principal to break this fight up’. ‘Oh, excuse me for noticing about something else you said’. ‘By the way the last time I checked I have no hair you idiot’. ‘Conclusion you say?’ ‘That’s another thing, this just started and you want to end it with a conclusion?’ ‘I got news for you Ryan, it ends when Fasco says it ends’. ‘When it does end Fasco will be dropping the curtain down on your very last performance!’
‘Now here’s a real promo and interview, and this is something you should be watching, it could save your wrestling career’.
~ An interviewer from the GXW appears on the screen and Fasco sits beside him~
Q: ‘Hello Mr. Fasco and welcome to the GXW’.
Fasco: ‘Thanks man’.
Q: ‘You seem like a classy guy, wearing business suits all the time, what brings you to the GXW?’
Fasco: ‘Well basically the GXW saw wrestling talent in Reuben Fasco and they offered me a contract’. ‘I want to become famous and gain respect from the veterans in GXW, because I hear it’s such a great Wrestling organization and has great competitors’. ‘All I wanna do is beat their brains in with my fists’.
Q: ‘Ah I see, looking at your background you were well known as ‘The Italian Bruiser’ in the NCAA boxing league’. Compare boxing to wrestling?’
Fasco: ‘Mm to be frank if I can, there is no comparison’. ‘Wrestling is a tough sport as is Boxing’. ‘I mean in Boxing, it’s one on one just like Wrestling is but it’s more about endurance and how to outsmart your opponent’. ‘In boxing there’s no promotion before your match you just go straight in there and take care of business’. ‘And that’s what the Bruiser is going to do at king of the Cage’.
Q: ‘Interesting, The GXW is putting on another annual King of the Cage Tournament and you advance into the next round, congratulations, how do you feel about advancing in the tournament?
Fasco: ‘Oh it’s great, I enjoyed every minute of watching The Rant Ricky Gant’s blood drip all over the ring’. ‘Watching him beg and plea for mercy gave me goose bumps’. ‘You should have been at ringside’. ‘It was great!’ ‘I never felt so sorry for another man in my life’. ‘I’m sure he is sitting at the nearest blood drive center to gain back another pint of blood’.
Q: ‘Indeed that was a very bloody match’. ‘Well, now that is all said and done here, you move on to the next round at King of the Cage, only now at Onslaught you face a veteran of the GXW who calls himself ‘The Ego Buster’ Dan Ryan’. ‘What do you have in store for him in this match?’
Fasco: ‘Basically what it all boils down to is, Reuben Fasco just enjoys kicking people’s teeth in and watch them beg for mercy’. ‘It doesn’t matter who you are or what you’ve done, long as I get my fists in I’m a happy camper’. ‘I’m not here to entertain the fans, become a male wrestler gigolo and be a ladies man’. ‘Fasco isn’t here for greed’. ‘More importantly Fasco isn’t here to gloat or run my mouth off’. ‘I simply tell it like it is, and if they don’t like it, that’s just too damn bad’. ‘Reuben Fasco is here to win and that’s what’s going to happen’. ‘Until I get to the top and look below and say to the boys in the locker room, thanks for making me famous boys!’
Q: ‘Well, we are just about out of time here, I thank you for coming tonight Mr. Fasco, good luck and Godspeed’.
The scene opens to a shot of Dan Ryan sitting in a study, leaning back in a brown leather office chair. Books line the shelves everywhere, an entertainment center lines one wall of the room with an elongated bay window opening up to a view of Lake Livingston. Two plane tickets sit to the side atop a black leather briefcase, as Ryan is obviously in a state of getting prepared for a trip....
Ryan: "So then, almost all set and packed and ready to head on over to good ol' Ireland. I'm almost sad really, sad that I couldn't get in on the festivities following Battleground Britain but sometimes business stateside seems to interfere. Besides..."
Ryan looks thoughtful for a moment then snaps back
"Enough of that. Fasco, I bothered for some reason to check with the GXW promotional department before I left for Ireland and sure enough you actually managed to scrape your pride up off the floor and drop another promo on me."
"I've got to start this by apologizing to you. I know, I know. That's not the norm in situations like this, but I do sorta feel bad. I've had call after call from some of my buddies in the locker room sayin' I was a little rough on you in my last promo. You are a rookie after all. I kinda feel bad for picking on you just because you run your mouth a little bit in some random verbal sparring. But then in my research I caught a hint of something. I found the very reason why you look like Huggie Bear's caucasian friend and trash talk like a girl. I was reading through the biography that you provided the company with when you signed your contract and a line struck me like lightning. 'Reuben Fasco isn't very masculine'. Damn...now it's all in perspective. So now I have to ask you...."
"You actually put that in your BIO?? You actually filled out your bio form upon entrance into this company and wrote down 'Reuben Fasco isn't very masculine'?? Are you sh*tting me?? You stand there in your 'The Shield' outfit, from Brooklyn, NY...with a stupid skull on a stick...and we're supposed to take all of that seriously after you put 'Reuben Fasco isn't very masculine' in your frickin' bio?? Unbelievable."
"Now let's talk about this student-teacher relationship you alluded to. While it's nice that you acknowledge your role in this company....also known as....shutthef*ckupandcarryDanRyan'sbags...but I really don't want to be mistaken for whoever 'taught' you how to wrestle. Let's put aside the fact that you're supposed to be this big scary boxer who won all of these accolades in college and then took that next big logical step....wrestling....and let's put aside the fact that you had a Tourrette's Syndrome-like outburst with that 'Last time I checked I didn't have any hair, you idiot!' despite the fact that I never mentioned your hair. And let's put aside the fact that by your own 'it's what we do in the ring that's gonna count buddy' logic, my track record blows your ass away in every conceivable way. The bottom line is, after all of that I really don't feel so apologetic anymore."
"Now let me do you a little favor. You think I'm an a**hole? Good. I AM an a**hole. You're not the first to say so and you won't be the last. I've made that reputation for myself and I revel in it. I enjoy it. My goals in this business are simple...I plan on being the best there's ever been, and I'm thinking that my goals aren't gonna be derailed by some Italian Stallion wannabe who steals copyrighted pictures from television shows to pass off as his portrait and then comes on my TV with such ridiculous drivel as 'Were they supposed to do something to my brain?'..."
Ryan shakes his head.
"I'll tell you what, it ends when you say it ends right? Nah, check this out. This bulls*it ends when the bell rings next week in Ireland, and I go through you like a team of high school football players through the big paper sign before kickoff. And you? You're going down faster than your sainted Italian mother in the locker room AFTER kickoff. I'm real sorry about your underpriveleged life in Brooklyn. Me? I grew up in the middle class in Houston, TX. But I'm not some stereotype, I don't drive around in a caddy with bull horns on the front, I don't own any oil wells, and I don't need any of that ridiculous garbage to give me any depth. If you wanna stumble around here looking like you do, acting like you do, while the rest of us are LAUGHING LIKE WE DO....that's fine with me, bro. Whatever creams your little Italian twinkie, but I'll tell you somethin' real quick, slick."
"When the day comes that I need help from the likes of you on cutting promos, that'll be the day that the Cubs win the World Series...or better yet...the day that ol' Papa Fasco stops doing his drag act on the strip in Vegas to a half empty crowd of homosexuals and drunken midgets on crack. Stick to what you do best....being a worthless pile of elephant crap."
"Are you a b!tch? Oh yes you are...are you MY b!tch? Oh yes you are...is this promo over?"
Fade In: ‘The Italian Bruiser’ Reuben Fasco dressed in a black & white, pin striped business suit and a long black leather trench coat he stands outside where there are a bunch of fans waiting on line to get into the arena to watch tonight’s event. About a hundred people wait at the ticket booth. People from all ages and sizes. Outside it’s during the day and the sun blares above the ticket booths. The cold winter blows a gusty wind and snowdrifts in small piles are scattered.
Fasco paces back and forth awaiting for his match with Dan Ryan. He finally decides to pop a squat against one of the booths.
Fasco: ( Looking upon the cameraman ) ‘I see you did your homework Dan Ryan’. ‘Fasco pats you on the back for a job well done!’ ‘I’m sitting here thinking about your comments earlier and I came to a conclusion’. ‘This is going to be the greatest match of the year’. ‘Well it should be’. ‘No one will ever forget about it’. ‘At least what I do to Dan Ryan people wont forget’. ‘There’s one great thing about this particular match with Dan Ryan’. ‘Do you know what that is?’ ‘It’s the student vs. the Teacher!’ ‘It’s the rookie taking on the veteran in GXW’. ‘That makes this match memorable’. ‘So don’t you ever forget that!’ ‘Fasco will be proud whether he wins or loses’. ‘To me it’s not about winning, it’s not about losing’. ‘Going into this match, for me it’s about how the match ends or what you did during the match’.
‘So you can bet your ass Dan Ryan you’ll never be the same again when it’s all said and done’. ‘I can sit here and talk my heart out, and run my mouth like a loser but people seem to forget its what happens in the ring that counts’. ‘So shoot your mouth off all you want Mr. Ryan’. It’s funny how you present your promos Ryan’. ‘You sound like a mumbling idiot’. ‘You veterans can talk about your past all you want but I’m looking into this match and I look at the future!’ ‘Dan Ryan will be the one always remembering the past saying how much he can say Reuben Fasco kicked his ass!’ ‘Stop moaning and groaning about what you’ve done in the past’. ‘The place is GXW, the time is now’. ‘My watch is saying that Dan Ryan’s time is ticking away’. ‘My watch is saying it’s time to watch Ryan’s light in his career dissipate’.
‘You can have all the women in the world, you may have all the money in the world’. ‘Greed has nothing to with it, pimping has nothing to do with it’. ‘You can wear all the flashy attire you want’. ‘I was hired to do a job!’
‘No body will stop Reuben Fasco from doing his job’. ‘Not even Dan Ryan!’ ‘Let’s ask the crowd here getting ready for the event who they came to see?’
~ Fasco turns his head and yells at the fans, as Fasco stands up ~
Fasco: ‘Hey people!’ ‘Who did you all come to see?’
Fans: ( all at once ) ‘The Bruuuuuuuiiiiiiiser!’
Fasco: ‘See these people came to see fresh blood come in and take out an old piece of crap who names himself ‘The Ego Buster’ Dan Ryan!’ ‘They don’t want to see the same thing over and over again!’ ‘They want to something new’. ‘They want entertainment’. ‘Not some old has been whose career is washed up!’ ‘You cant provide a good show for them anymore, face it its at the end of your career’. ‘Fasco will be taking care of it for you’. ‘It’s time to face the truth!’ ‘Does Dan Ryan have anything left?’ ‘And whatever is left in Dan Ryan, Reuben Fasco will take!’ ‘You can count on that!’ ‘Don’t think just because you’re a veteran that means I’m going stand there and get my ass handed to me’. ‘I’m going to put up a fight’. ‘There’s no way in hell you’ll pull one over the eyes on me!’
‘Enough trash talkin’ and let’s take care of business, Fasco has bigger fish to fry than going over a washed up, no good has been like Dan Ryan!
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