Time is ticking away . . . and so is your debut, Eddy
The scene opens up on the ever-so-popular 42nd Street in Manhattan, NY on a nice Thursday evening. The sun has begun to set and the streetlights are starting to turn on, one by one. People, who are working late, are starting to put on the lights inside the building, getting ready for the long nights that await them. Many people are seen coming out of the subway getting ready for the night that they’re gonna make something of. MTV is doing the usual TRL show. Fans, mostly girls, are lining up to get inside the studio for the show. The line go for so many block you think it would never end. Kidd’s Voice: So many people. . . All of a sudden a long, white limo is seen on the road and parks next to the studio. People, on the line or not, start to bombard the limo trying to see who it is. Girls, crying there heart out, holding pen and paper with the biggest urge to do ANYTHING to get an autographs. Pushing and shoving is going on with people literally fighting to be the first one to get to the person in the limo. The next thing you see is the front doors open and a security guard and the driver comes out. The security guard starts to push away the people as the driver gets to the back door. When he gets to the back door, he take a deep breath and slowly opens the door. The camera closes in on the assumption that it’s gonna be Kidd coming out of the limo. As the person starts to come out, you first see a head full of braided hair, and that makes the cameraman comes in faster for a closer look, absolutely certain that it is indeed Kidd. When he zooms in for a look, the person comes out and you can get a full look, if only he didn’t have his back turn. The fans start to scream and even some faint on the spot. The guy waves at the fans and proceed to turn around. The guy behind the camera is anxious to see if Tyrone turn around. The guy turns around and . . . it happens to be Busta Rhymes, the recording artist that has a hit single out. Disappointed the cameraman continues to look for the voice of Kidd. Kidd’s Voice: So many lives . . . The camera down the road and is pointed to the ever so popular FAO Schwartz. So many parents and kids come here to enjoy the wonderful environment that they have here. In just a instance, a mob of kids with their parents start coming out of the store. Not just a couple of family with 2 or 3 kids, but over a dozen families are leaving there in a happy state. This causes suspicions with the cameraman and he starts to walk into the store. As he tries to get a looks to see who it is, he sees a guy sitting down signing autograph to little kids. He sees the dark complexion and starts to walk closer to get a good look. Parents are standing in the way, so the guy can’t get a good look at exactly who it is at the desk. Sooner or later, the camera is just one guy between him and the guy at the desk. After a quick second he moves out of the way. . . the cameraman gets his camera ready. The guy fully moves and it is . . . Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson . . . promoting his next movie coming out soon. Once again disappointed the cameraman walks out the window still looking for Kidd. Kidd’s Voice: So much love. . . The cameraman is starting to sulk and starting to think that he won’t find Tyrone Kidd. He just aimlessly walks around to see if his luck will change. The cameraman starts walking around the place where WWE: The World was. He stand there looking at the place and how it use to be when he hears something.
Female #1: Look It’s Kidd!!!!
Female #2: Oh my God!!!! In a split second the guy holding the camera turns his head towards the direction of the subway. Dozens of people are running to the subway and soon the cameraman starts to as well. Security guards start to part through the crowd in order to give some space from Kidd. He gets to the subway area just in time to see who coming out of the subway. When he gets a look he sees that in fact it IS Kidd . . . Jason Kidd, star of the New Jersey Nets. Kidd’s Voice: So much to prove . . .
After going 0 for 3 in trying to find Kidd, the cameraman has lost all hope. He starts to walks down the road toward the subway to look for a cab to go home when . . .
Low and behold there is Tyrone Kidd on the side of the subway. He’s leaning on it with a calm lazy look upon himself. One of his foot is rest on the side and it looks like he’s just staring at the cameraman, waiting for him to recognize him. Kidd still has his afro out but he’s wearing jeans and a gray T-Shirt. A big smile is let out but nothing is said. Just the way he smiling shows what mood he is exactly in. Kidd’s Voice: So much to show . . . Kidd: This weekend marks the end of the countdown. The end of all this waiting. This Sunday, the countdown stops . . . and the action begins. Time and time again I’ve told you how it’s gonna happen. Shit, you can call me Ms. Cleo with all the fortunes I’ve been telling. But by Sunday, it will all come to an end. This week is one to remember and I love to come back anytime soon but I came back here for a reason. Despite all the cockiness, all the arrogance that I show to everyone last week, there is some seriousness in me. This trip has help me gain back one of the parts of my Showstoppa offense. Hardcore. The same hardcore ability that Eddy will see. The same hardcore that Guy Styles will see. The same hardcore ability that awaits the future opponent in the McW. Big or small. Being in New York reminds me the main reason why I left here to start my career. To make people AROUND THE WORLD know that I am the future of wrestling. That I am destine to become a household name around McW. To become . . . That . . . Damn . . . Good. But apart from that aspect, I came back for another sure reason. Kidd moves away from the side of the subway and starts to head to the road. The red light stops the traffic going Kidd’s way and he walks by the road. He seems to head into the big patch in the middle of the road that is a walkway that separate the traffic. As soon as he gets there he stops and looks around. By the time he looks up, the sky has already turned black and all the lights are on. Kidd: Look at this. It’s beautiful the way this place looks at night. I mean it doesn’t get any better than this. This is definitely SHOWSTOPPA COUNTY!! A place with so much energy, so much excitement, that you can never be bored. This place is so unpredictable, so alive. I mean look at all these people. They line up just to experience the feeling of being in Times Square. Knowing that they are guarantee to never have a dull moment. All of that is what inspires me. Yup, you can say Times Square is my inspiration. My inspiration to be the best ever. To be The Show. Edward, you lack that certain factor and that will be your downfall. I mean look at you. You exactly represent everything that you can say about England. Boring. Unentertaining. Unattractive. Predictable. You will not become an up and coming star. You will not become . . .a legend. What you will become is a regular Joe Smoe. Another person trying to make it to the big time and just falling short. Kidd takes a short break and give a laugh. Not a sinister laugh but a laugh as if someone told a joke. Kidd: They say if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere. Well by what I shown to all these people by this week should tell you that I have already made it. I’ve taken Times Square and made me a human version of it. I am the personification of Times Square. I am . . . The Show. You, my friends, have never made it here. Hell you haven’t even made it to New York. You stay in your fantasy world waiting for someone to pick you up. Well in 3 days, someone will pick you up but the only thing is that the same person that will pick you up . . . will drop you like a bad habit. It’s sad really. I mean if you were to be seen passed or tapped out in front of only North Americans than it wouldn’t be such a real big problem. But we’re gonna be performing around a worldwide audience. That means, her majesty herself, the Queen of England will see your little, pathetic, good for nothing body suffer the worst type of treatment any man has every endure. Maybe this beating will be worse than the ambulance match. I sure hope it will be. ‘Cause you and your little bitch are gonna be re-entered to the McW as a short lived wrestler. You know why. Because Sunday night, that will be my goal. To deliver a beating so intense, so brutal, that you not want to even set foot in a McW ring, much less any ring in general. Even seen a 24 karat ring will give you flashback of what happen on May 30, 2004. That will mark the day when The Show define the word . . . Showstopper. All that will be left . . .is a title to prove it. Kidd looks at the camera. Kidd: And that my friends is not a threat but a promise . . . So until Sunday . . . Be . . . All of a sudden his cell phone begins to ring. Kidd: What the . . . . I’m in the middle of a promo. Who the hell could this be. Kidd takes the phone of the clip connect to the side of his jeans and brings it to the his face to see who it is calling. When it’s put in seeing range, he glance at who is calling him. On the phone there are two words and suddenly Kidd quicky answers the phone. Kidd: Hey Courtney, baby. What’s up. Courtney Foxx: I’m just calling to remind you of the baseball game tomorrow. Kidd: Oh shit! I just forgot about it. Thank for reminding me. Courtney: You do where it is being held at right? Kidd: Yeah over here at Yankee Territory. Where the old Brooklyn Dodgers use to play. Courtney: BROOKLYN!!!! Brooklyn???? What the hell have you been smoking up there?! This game isn’t taking place at Yankee Stadium. It’s going to be taken place at Dodger Stadium in LOS ANGELES!!!! You dolt!! Kidd: Oh shit!!! Really?! DAMN!!! Well that mean I gotta get the first plane out of here, tonight!! Oh well I wanted to do one more thing over here but I guess that can wait until the next trip. Hey do you call the hairdresser so she can braid my hair for this weekend. Courtney: Yes, Honey. Everything is set up. Now get you ass over here, I miss you. Kidd: Ok. I’m on my way. See you soon. Courtney: Wait before you go. . . Kidd: . . .Yes . . . Courtney: Well I have something to tell you. Kidd: Ok. Shoot. Courtney explains to Kidd the situation with S.E.X.’s last promo. She tell him everything and holds back no details. Kidd is fuming with rage as he hears the news. Kidd: So let me guess this straight. This . . . motherfucker . . .goes out and does the exact same thing I did yesterday, more or less. Cuts the EXACT SAME PROMO!! And even uses my word as rephrases it. AND ON TOP OF IT . . . HE USES MY LINE!!! MY LINE!!! MY FUCKIN’ LINE!!! Ok . . . This has become a WAR, EDWARD. THE SHOW HAS JUST TRANSFORMED INTO A NUCLEAR TIMEBOMB THAT IS SET TO EXPLODE AT BETRAYAL . . . IF I DON’T TAKE YOU OUT AT THE GAME, FIRST!! AND THAT BITCH IS NOT A THREAT, NOT A PROMISE, BUT A GUARANTEE!!! SO SUNDAY WATCH OUT FOR THE LIGHTS, THE CAMERA, AND YOU BETTER HAVE LIFE INSURANCE CAUSE YOU BETTER BEWARE OF THE ACTION OF THE SHOW. . .BITCH!! The scene fades to black as Kidd, walking with a purpose, catch a cab that head to his apartment then to the airport. If I were Xaviar . . . I’d beware. |