TBirdSCIL
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"Stupendous" Stephen Morgan vs. Cameron Cruise
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SouthernBoy
League Member
Unbelievable
{{...FADE-IN: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan sits in the dining room of his gigantic mansion located on his vast estate in the heart of Hollywood hills. Morgan sits at the end of a very long dining table eating. He is dressed in a white, button down long sleeve shirt and red tie, dark blue slacks and black Florsheim dress shoes...}}
SM: " Greetings GLCW. You'll have to pardon me while I hang my head in shame at being a part of this federation. {{...Morgan pauses for a moment, hangs his head and shakes his head back and forth in a show of pity...}} For you see, I had my debut all planned out. THIS week, at Riptide, you were to witness the introduction, played LIVE in the stadium as the MAIN EVENT of the evening. It was to be a surprise, a way to..."boost"...ratings in this place. It was a way to get those fat blobs of humanity sitting in those too-small ring seats on their FEET and cheering for SOMETHING. But alas, it's all been ruined. The marketing MACHINE that is the GLCW front office has once again "screwed the pooch" and messed up a potential gold mine by placing me in a MATCH and promoting my appearance at some no name HOUSE SHOW, in some hole in the wall town called Saginaw. " {{...Morgan shutters when he thinks about it as if the thought of it makes him sick...}}
" But don't you worry GLCW, I have promised to SAVE this federation, and Stephen Morgan is a man of his WORD. You will SEE the debut at Riptide, you will SEE the IN RING debut in "Saginaw" {{...another shudder...}} and you will LOVE IT. The next day kids will be talking about it in class forcing their teachers to take away their Stephen Morgan lunch pale. Men will be talking about it at the water cooler after the discuss what "fat food" joint they're going to eat at today. Women will be talking about it on the phone with their friends trying to devise a plan to be the next Stephen Morgan "groupie". It'll be on the news...headlines reading "STEPHEN MORGAN SAVES WRESTLING...AGAIN." I wouldn't be surprised in the president HIMSELF called and wished me HAPPY Holidays and thanking me for putting a little JOY back into the lives of the American people. "
" You're not looking at the NEXT big thing here GLCW...you're looking at the ONLY thing. The ONLY thing that can save your pathetic little existence. You're looking at the man that will revolutionize and revitalize YOUR sport. Thanks can be expressed ANY way you see fit. "
" Now, the one man that I may expect isn't so happy with the fact that I'm here right now, is Cameron Cruise. Cruise, you're no stranger to me. I've seen you in the ring up in North Carolina. I've seen you LOOSE night after night. You're not impressive there, and if you can't win THERE, you certainly can't beat "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan. You're simply the first lamb in line for the slaughter...the first EXAMPLE of what Stephen Morgan is going to do TO and FOR the GLCW. So when you go to bed tonight, dream of what it would be like to be ME...WISH on that star for just one GLIMPSE of what it takes to be in my league, then wake up and stare REALITY in the face, because in Saginaw {{...shudders...}} it's coming for YOU. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
{{...FADE-IN: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan sits in the dining room of his gigantic mansion located on his vast estate in the heart of Hollywood hills. Morgan sits at the end of a very long dining table eating. He is dressed in a white, button down long sleeve shirt and red tie, dark blue slacks and black Florsheim dress shoes...}}
SM: " Greetings GLCW. You'll have to pardon me while I hang my head in shame at being a part of this federation. {{...Morgan pauses for a moment, hangs his head and shakes his head back and forth in a show of pity...}} For you see, I had my debut all planned out. THIS week, at Riptide, you were to witness the introduction, played LIVE in the stadium as the MAIN EVENT of the evening. It was to be a surprise, a way to..."boost"...ratings in this place. It was a way to get those fat blobs of humanity sitting in those too-small ring seats on their FEET and cheering for SOMETHING. But alas, it's all been ruined. The marketing MACHINE that is the GLCW front office has once again "screwed the pooch" and messed up a potential gold mine by placing me in a MATCH and promoting my appearance at some no name HOUSE SHOW, in some hole in the wall town called Saginaw. " {{...Morgan shutters when he thinks about it as if the thought of it makes him sick...}}
" But don't you worry GLCW, I have promised to SAVE this federation, and Stephen Morgan is a man of his WORD. You will SEE the debut at Riptide, you will SEE the IN RING debut in "Saginaw" {{...another shudder...}} and you will LOVE IT. The next day kids will be talking about it in class forcing their teachers to take away their Stephen Morgan lunch pale. Men will be talking about it at the water cooler after the discuss what "fat food" joint they're going to eat at today. Women will be talking about it on the phone with their friends trying to devise a plan to be the next Stephen Morgan "groupie". It'll be on the news...headlines reading "STEPHEN MORGAN SAVES WRESTLING...AGAIN." I wouldn't be surprised in the president HIMSELF called and wished me HAPPY Holidays and thanking me for putting a little JOY back into the lives of the American people. "
" You're not looking at the NEXT big thing here GLCW...you're looking at the ONLY thing. The ONLY thing that can save your pathetic little existence. You're looking at the man that will revolutionize and revitalize YOUR sport. Thanks can be expressed ANY way you see fit. "
" Now, the one man that I may expect isn't so happy with the fact that I'm here right now, is Cameron Cruise. Cruise, you're no stranger to me. I've seen you in the ring up in North Carolina. I've seen you LOOSE night after night. You're not impressive there, and if you can't win THERE, you certainly can't beat "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan. You're simply the first lamb in line for the slaughter...the first EXAMPLE of what Stephen Morgan is going to do TO and FOR the GLCW. So when you go to bed tonight, dream of what it would be like to be ME...WISH on that star for just one GLIMPSE of what it takes to be in my league, then wake up and stare REALITY in the face, because in Saginaw {{...shudders...}} it's coming for YOU. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
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RE: Unbelievable
(OORP: Sorry for posting this .. but why do I feel some sort of thing between 'Simply Sensational' Sean Edmunds and 'Stupendous' Stephen Morgan in the future will happen?
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(OORP: Sorry for posting this .. but why do I feel some sort of thing between 'Simply Sensational' Sean Edmunds and 'Stupendous' Stephen Morgan in the future will happen?
)
TBirdSCIL
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RE: Unbelievable
(Posting again for Cameron Cruise)
(Fadein, to a local street where an un-determined
amount of people are walking back and forth, busy with
the upcoming holiday shopping season. The camera spots
Cruise from afar as he is bundled up against the cold,
walking towards the camera. He stops at street corner
to wait for oncoming traffic, and then crosses,
looking up as he steps onto the corner, noticing the
camera. He then stops, looking off to the side, sighs
a minute.
CAMERON CRUISE: You folks need a second holiday? Labor Day wasn't
enough for ya?
Well....T'is the season for jolly overweight senior
citizens to walk-a-bout...why not you?
GLCW. Saginaw, Michigan. I get to face off this
time...call it a "Turning of the table" of sorts, with
me now taking to role of the League vet., ala Jon
Savage to take the challenge of a newcomer into the
league...me.
"Stupendous" Stephen Morgan was it? I'm no stranger to
you eh? Ya know, if I didn't know better, I'd-a called
the cops on you for Harassment charges and stalking
me, the way you talk like that.
But seein' as you signed a contract with this league,
I guess I can't really dispute that now can I?
You talk about watchin' me over in North Carolina,
losing night after night, all the while you sit in
your "nose-bleed" section seats with you Pink Cotton
Candy and Candy apple Lolly-pops, cheerin' for the
likes of Mike Plett and Carl Brigsby.
That the case, I think I deserve a hand with the
competition I challenge, night in and night out.
I'm talking about names like 'Triple X' Sean Stevens,
Steve Radder, Tom Adler, hell...I could go on tellin'
you just like I told Jon Savage, but frankly....as
cold as it is out here...I just don't got the time.
I'm no stranger to you.
That's funny, no really it is.
Because after I'm through with you, you'll STILL be a
stranger to *ME*
Fade out.
(Posting again for Cameron Cruise)
(Fadein, to a local street where an un-determined
amount of people are walking back and forth, busy with
the upcoming holiday shopping season. The camera spots
Cruise from afar as he is bundled up against the cold,
walking towards the camera. He stops at street corner
to wait for oncoming traffic, and then crosses,
looking up as he steps onto the corner, noticing the
camera. He then stops, looking off to the side, sighs
a minute.
CAMERON CRUISE: You folks need a second holiday? Labor Day wasn't
enough for ya?
Well....T'is the season for jolly overweight senior
citizens to walk-a-bout...why not you?
GLCW. Saginaw, Michigan. I get to face off this
time...call it a "Turning of the table" of sorts, with
me now taking to role of the League vet., ala Jon
Savage to take the challenge of a newcomer into the
league...me.
"Stupendous" Stephen Morgan was it? I'm no stranger to
you eh? Ya know, if I didn't know better, I'd-a called
the cops on you for Harassment charges and stalking
me, the way you talk like that.
But seein' as you signed a contract with this league,
I guess I can't really dispute that now can I?
You talk about watchin' me over in North Carolina,
losing night after night, all the while you sit in
your "nose-bleed" section seats with you Pink Cotton
Candy and Candy apple Lolly-pops, cheerin' for the
likes of Mike Plett and Carl Brigsby.
That the case, I think I deserve a hand with the
competition I challenge, night in and night out.
I'm talking about names like 'Triple X' Sean Stevens,
Steve Radder, Tom Adler, hell...I could go on tellin'
you just like I told Jon Savage, but frankly....as
cold as it is out here...I just don't got the time.
I'm no stranger to you.
That's funny, no really it is.
Because after I'm through with you, you'll STILL be a
stranger to *ME*
Fade out.
SouthernBoy
League Member
You better believe it
{{...FADE-IN: It's a crowded mall on Christmas Eve. People are scrambling around looking for that last Christmas present. CUT-TO: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan sitting on a mall bench dressed as Santa Clause except for the beard. Some people cut him eyes as the walk by, but most seem to just be ignoring him. Finally, a mother with a kid of around five years old walks by. The mom stops at the store window across from Morgan...}}
KID (to mom): "Momma...momma...can I go see Santa? "
MOM: " Uh...sure Tommy. Stay right there though. I'll be back in a minute. "
{{...Tommy walks up to Morgan and looks up at him with hopeful eyes...}}
SM: " HO! HO! HO! Merry Christmas little boy. I'm glad you took the time to come pay your respects to STUPENDA-CLAUS! "
KID: " Can I get on your lap? "
SM: " Listen Kid, I'll be damn if I'm going to be arrested by some mall cop for doing something like that. You stand right there and TELL Stupenda-Clause what you want, deal? "
KID: " OK. Well, first of all I want a toy train so that me and my friends can pretend we're conductors. "
SM: " A train? Listen kid, it's TWO THOUSAND TWO, you sure you don't want a Playstation or something like that? Or better yet, a signed photograph of the greatest wrestler in the WORLD? "
KID: " You know HULK HOGAN?"
SM: " Shut up brat. No, I'm talking about STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan. The NEXT GLCW World Heavyweight Champion? The man that's going to take this sport into 2003 AND BEYOND....the BEST of the BEST...the..
KID: " Uh...excuse me Santa, but I don't know who that guy is. All I'd really like is a train and a new dress for my mom. "
SM: " You're a waist kid. Don't you know that no jolly fat man in a red suite is going to give you what you want. In this life, you have to be BORN and BRED into greatness...otherwise, you're just taking up SPACE. Kind of like this Cameron Cruise character. "
KID: " WHO? "
SM: " Exactly. You see, this guy dares step up to the plate against STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan. He wants to challenge his man-hood, try and show the world that he's better. Well kid, not only is this guy BENEATH Stephen Morgan, but he's not even in my CLASS...wrestling or financial. He's the type of guy that should be carrying my suitcase, not stepping into a wrestling ring with me. Understand?
KID: " Not really. "
SM: " Well that's to be expected. You're nothing but a kid looking for a handout. I'll see you standing on the street corner in a few years BEGGING for me to give this free piece of advice. "
KID: " Whatever. "
SM: " Get out of here brat. "
{{...The kid runs off into the store his mother went into as Morgan gets a frustrated look on his face. Just then a good looking woman sits down next to him...}}
WOMAN: " Say...aren’t you..."
SM: " That's right. Do you want a picture with me? "
WOMAN: " Sure. Justa' second. (to somebody off camera) HEY, TRACY, come here. It's FABIO dressed as SANTA!!"
{{...Morgan gets disgusted and rips off the Santa hat and coat. He stands up next to the lady, his face as red as his Santa suit...}}
SM: " Listen here you degenerate. You can take your trailer trash live in lover and go bother somebody else. Geezus, I give up. You TRY and do something NICE for people, you TRY and give off the Christmas spirit, but all you get is grief. STUPENDA-CLAUS came to this mall to spread the Christmas cheer lady, so if...
WOMAN: "Did you loose weight Fabio? "
SM: " ARGHHH! "
{{...FADE OUT as Morgan storms off, knocking packages out of a little old lady's hands...}}
{{...FADE-IN: It's a crowded mall on Christmas Eve. People are scrambling around looking for that last Christmas present. CUT-TO: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan sitting on a mall bench dressed as Santa Clause except for the beard. Some people cut him eyes as the walk by, but most seem to just be ignoring him. Finally, a mother with a kid of around five years old walks by. The mom stops at the store window across from Morgan...}}
KID (to mom): "Momma...momma...can I go see Santa? "
MOM: " Uh...sure Tommy. Stay right there though. I'll be back in a minute. "
{{...Tommy walks up to Morgan and looks up at him with hopeful eyes...}}
SM: " HO! HO! HO! Merry Christmas little boy. I'm glad you took the time to come pay your respects to STUPENDA-CLAUS! "
KID: " Can I get on your lap? "
SM: " Listen Kid, I'll be damn if I'm going to be arrested by some mall cop for doing something like that. You stand right there and TELL Stupenda-Clause what you want, deal? "
KID: " OK. Well, first of all I want a toy train so that me and my friends can pretend we're conductors. "
SM: " A train? Listen kid, it's TWO THOUSAND TWO, you sure you don't want a Playstation or something like that? Or better yet, a signed photograph of the greatest wrestler in the WORLD? "
KID: " You know HULK HOGAN?"
SM: " Shut up brat. No, I'm talking about STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan. The NEXT GLCW World Heavyweight Champion? The man that's going to take this sport into 2003 AND BEYOND....the BEST of the BEST...the..
KID: " Uh...excuse me Santa, but I don't know who that guy is. All I'd really like is a train and a new dress for my mom. "
SM: " You're a waist kid. Don't you know that no jolly fat man in a red suite is going to give you what you want. In this life, you have to be BORN and BRED into greatness...otherwise, you're just taking up SPACE. Kind of like this Cameron Cruise character. "
KID: " WHO? "
SM: " Exactly. You see, this guy dares step up to the plate against STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan. He wants to challenge his man-hood, try and show the world that he's better. Well kid, not only is this guy BENEATH Stephen Morgan, but he's not even in my CLASS...wrestling or financial. He's the type of guy that should be carrying my suitcase, not stepping into a wrestling ring with me. Understand?
KID: " Not really. "
SM: " Well that's to be expected. You're nothing but a kid looking for a handout. I'll see you standing on the street corner in a few years BEGGING for me to give this free piece of advice. "
KID: " Whatever. "
SM: " Get out of here brat. "
{{...The kid runs off into the store his mother went into as Morgan gets a frustrated look on his face. Just then a good looking woman sits down next to him...}}
WOMAN: " Say...aren’t you..."
SM: " That's right. Do you want a picture with me? "
WOMAN: " Sure. Justa' second. (to somebody off camera) HEY, TRACY, come here. It's FABIO dressed as SANTA!!"
{{...Morgan gets disgusted and rips off the Santa hat and coat. He stands up next to the lady, his face as red as his Santa suit...}}
SM: " Listen here you degenerate. You can take your trailer trash live in lover and go bother somebody else. Geezus, I give up. You TRY and do something NICE for people, you TRY and give off the Christmas spirit, but all you get is grief. STUPENDA-CLAUS came to this mall to spread the Christmas cheer lady, so if...
WOMAN: "Did you loose weight Fabio? "
SM: " ARGHHH! "
{{...FADE OUT as Morgan storms off, knocking packages out of a little old lady's hands...}}