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"How does it feel...to know I'm the REAL DEAL!" |
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Ryan Ryder, Kevin Kelly |
Quentin |
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I'm not going to stop until I get a responce. |
[The scene picks up in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. The city where the first Showdown will be held. Kevin Kelly is shown frantically moving around backstage. From Ryan Ryder's dressing room. To the main locker room. To the concession stands. Until he finally makes a stop in the production room. A few crew members are gathered inside. They're running tests prior to Showdown.] Kevin Kelly: Excuse me. Have any of you seen Ryan Ryder? Crew Member: Yes. We saw the man already. Ok? We already sent out his camera crew and we're ready to air his promo when he's ready. So stop nagging us! Kevin Kelly: Wait. Wait just a second. What promo? Crew Member: Listen man. I don't write the show. I just work for the company. A wrestler comes to us and demands something. We have to hook him up. So I have no idea what he's doing with my camera crew or when he'll even air this promo. Kevin Kelly: Well how will you know when he's ready? Crew Member: You see this light here? Kevin Kelly: Yeah. What about it? Crew Member: Well when he's ready. It'll start flashing. And then what I do. I hit this button right here and the image appears on this screen. Then Jason over there flicks that little button and we go live. [Suddenly the red light begins flashing. The man doesn't see it because he's distracted by Kevin Kelly. Until Kevin points it out to him.] Kevin Kelly: Hey! Well aren't you going to start it up now? Crew Member: No! I already told you buddy. When the red light is. Oh shit! Jay. Let's get things rolling. [The one crew member flicks on the switch and Ryan Ryder's face appears close up on this screen for all the crew members to see. Jason waits a couple of seconds before pushing the On-Air button. And just as if it was rehearsed Ryan Ryder begins speaking.] Ryan Ryder: So here we are. Just a few hours before the XWF finally makes its return back to the wrestling industry. Here we are just a couple of days after I issued a challenge to a certain superstar. But apparently he never got the message! So I'm going to deliver it to him one more time. [The camera zooms out to show Ryan Ryder sitting in a dark room. However a few articles are with him. Including Quentin t-shirts, a life sized cardboard cut-out, action figures, and posters. One poster is of Quentin from a year ago and the saying on it that reads: Perhaps would you like an ass kicking? Ryan looks around at all the Quentin articles and begins smiling. Then his smile turns quickly to a loud chuckle. Before he finally snaps out of it inorder to continue on.] Ryan Ryder: Haaaha. Ohh Quentin. This is remarkable. I mean look at all this stuff here. And check this thing out. It's straight off the back off the truck! I think I might be the first owner of this here. [Ryan lifts up a poster of Quentin. With the message on it reading: "There are certain people faster than me... you ain't one of them!" Ryan holds it back and peaks around so that he can look at it too. He starts smiling some more.] Ryan Ryder: Wow! I always knew you were a good wrestler. Always knew you cut promos and filmed commercials. But I didn't know you were that little black boy in the NIKE commercial! You know the one. The one who's faster than Michael Johnson. The one who could beat Lance Armstrong on his bike. The one who could race Jeff Gordon in the Indy 500 without a car! I had no idea you were that some cocky punk. But you know what Quentin. I'm doubting you. I'm doubting your speed. I'm doubting your wrestling ability. And I'm doubting your pride! That's right. I said it. I'm doubting if you even have a pair tucked away in those tights of yours! You see because I issued a challenge to you. I called your ass out! Yet you don't reply to my challenge. Hell you don't even make a peep. Who do you think you are? You can't just go around ignoring me! You can't hide from me forever. I knew you were always jealous. I knew like all those people sitting at home. That you wanted to be me! But damnit man. It's time to let it go. I was born to be Ryan Ryder. I was more to be the Real Deal. I was put on this planet to be the greatest superstar in the business. So it's about time you face the facts kid. I'm tired of people hiding from me. I'm tired of people dodging me and ignoring me. But you know what. Maybe that's your game. Maybe you think if you don't respond. That I'll just dissappear. That the challenges will go away. Well that's not the case! I will be hounding you until you grow some balls. Become a man. And step in the ring with me! I told you I would give you a few days. You failed to meet my deadline. But that's ok. I expected this. I expected you to be scared. I expected you to start doubting yourself. Doubting your abilities! Everyone does. Everyone starts to worry when I pop in to the picture. However. It doesn't mean I'm going to stop. You see your fast. Well that's good. It means you can run. But Quentin. You can't run for long! Eventually you'll get tired. Eventually your pride will get the best of you. And when that time comes. It will be the greatest feeling in my life. Because I want nothing better than to get you in the center of the ring. To show the public what kind of a man I am. To show the XWF brass that I am the epidomy of greatness. And that years from now I will be the one featured on the front page. I will be the one who is remembered. So Quentin. What is it going to be? You going to continue to run? Are you going to continue to overlook me? Or are you going to come out of the shadows and face me? [Ryan looks over the poster with Quentin on it. He stares at it for a few seconds and then begins laughing.] Ryan Ryder: I think I know the answer. And I think the Ryder Public also knows the answer. Quentin. You are a sorry excuse for a human being. And an even sorrier excuse for a wrestler. Ha! I can't even believe any of the Ryder Public would want to buy your merchandise. I mean look at this poster. It's just like you. It's just like your career Quentin. It's weak! [Ryan grabs the two ends of the poster and rips it right in half. He stares at each piece he's holding in his hands and shakes his head. He tosses them to the ground and begins laughing.] Ryan Ryder: Yeah. Real weak! Quentin. I can wait all week. I can wait all month. Hell I can wait all year. But eventually I will get you to come out of your shell. I'll get you to be a man and put it all on the line. Until then. Keep dreaming kid. Because you'll never live the life I will. You'll never accomplish the things I'm going to! I'm the one who's great. I'm the one with the potential. I'm the one who was hand picked by god himself to be the Top Dawg! And you. Well you Quentin are nothing but a joke. A scared little joke. And I'm laughing. Oh yeah! I'm laughing right at you. I'm laughing right at the doubts you have boiling in that mind of yours! Haaaha. In case you haven't figured it out. This is a challenge. I'll be waiting for your answer! [Ryan stands up and walks out of view. While the crew fades the scene out. Kevin Kelly is standing there with a look of disbelief on his face.] Kevin Kelly: I can't believe him. What is he thinking? He's gone too far this time. Thanks for letting me in guys. But I got to go. I need to set him straight. [Kevin shakes their hands and hurries out of the booth. As the scene fades to black.] I don't blame him!...Everyone I challenge should doubt themselves.
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"The Perfect Specimen" |
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