Back in the saddle again it seems.
Not in the EWA or the BJWC…
But the SCW.
Can they handle the Goddamn Fucking Franchise?
Or will yet another company learn why I am the all around
asshole.
***The scene opens with a
shot of a dark August night sky. The
clouds look thick as that move slowly across the sky. So thick in fact you can barely see the light from the moon or
the stars for that matter.***
***FLASH***
***The scene looks downward
now upon a house in the middle of what seems to be a ranch out in the
country. The scene moves slowly down
drawing closer to this home. Along the way
we can see a lot of the surroundings.
Pine trees along a brick walk way, a swimming pool towards the back of
the house, and a muddy white F-150 truck parked next to a garage.***
***FLASH***
***The scenes to a window
inside the home. We looks inside to see
a man reading something on a computer.
The man is wearing an old fades black shirt and a pair of blue running
shorts. Slowly the scene moves past the
window and into the room. We can see a
smile on the face of the man as he continues to read. Suddenly he stops smiling, his head just shakes side to side as
if he was disappointed in something. As
the scene gets closer we realize who he is.
It’s none other than the BJWC Heavyweight champion, the Goddamn Fucking
Franchise, David Dunn. Pushes a few
keys on the keyboard and the screen he’s read disappears. He reaches to his left hand side towards a
desk and picks up a cordless phone.
David dials a number and waits a few seconds…***
DUNN: Hey man.
POTP (Person on the Phone): What’s up David? Sorry for not calling you sooner I’ve just been busy as hell with this and that.
DUNN: It’s cool man I know how things get busy in your line of work. Any ways, why I called. I’ve just went to the SCW website.
POTP: Oh yeah.
DUNN: Yeah man. It seems there trying to screw with me like the BJWC tried to do.
POTP: David you need to chill out man. No matter where you go you always have to find something to bitch about.
DUNN: Hey I wouldn’t be bitching if they would just get some shit straight you know.
POTP: Fine. Whatever. What did they do to piss you off this time?
DUNN: First off they put up my little bio.
POTP: And? What you didn’t want
one?
DUNN: No. They just screwed up my info that’s all. The “F’n Franchise”. God. First off it’s not the “f’n franchise” it’s the goddamn fucking franchise. Why? Because when someone faces me the three key words that come out of the mouths are, “goddamn”, “he kicked my ass fucking quick”, and “he really is a franchise player”. I want this fixed man. You’re the one with the stroke.
POTP: I’ll make a few calls okay. But really your not really suppose to be cussing on air you know.
DUNN: Like I get a damn. The FCC has pulled me in court more time than I count. I honestly don’t care about any more charges they think that can slap on me.
POTP: Oh brother…anything else I can do for you?
DUNN: Yeah, find out why the hell I’m not in that Heavyweight title tournament.
POTP: You just signed a contract with SCW, they announced the lineup before you were apart of the company. Put one plus one together David.
DUNN: I don’t care about any of that. I’m the BJWC Heavyweight champion, I’m a guy who has been the best where ever I’ve decided to go. You think the SCW would see that and throw one of those other second rate wrestlers off the card so I can be place where I should be, top player for the Heavyweight title.
POTP: You really are an ego driven bastard aren’t you?
DUNN: You’ve known me for how long and your barely asking me that question? Who are you trying to kid?
POTP: …any ways I’ll see what I can do, no promises understand this David. I mean it too. If it doesn’t happen then hey it’s just wasn’t possible. Don’t be calling me cussing me out again, okay?
DUNN: Fine, and thanks man. You’re the best.
POTP: Well duh. Laters man.
***David hangs up the
phone.***
DUNN: SCW…a better company than the rest? Maybe. A place I can call home? I doubt it really. Yet another entertainment showstopper to show case my talent? You bet your ass. Joining the SCW was a marketing decision you see. The SCW has national TV coverage. I mean my fans need to see the best wrestler in the world don’t they? HA! What fans? National coverage is just a perfect choice on my part to piss off as many people as I can. You see, when I piss someone off, it doesn’t make them want to just turn the channel…oh no. It makes them watch me more. It makes them tune in every week to see what I might do next to upset them. Guess what that gets me? Offers. Offers from shoes deals, movie walk ins, the list goes on and on. Being who I am makes me money. Don’t you just love this country.
***David gets up from his
chair and turns off his computer.***
DUNN: But in
all honesty I came to the SCW to test the waters in a company I have never step
foot in. To see if I can still hang
with boys. After a few days of watching
the wrestlers of the SCW, all I have to say is…what the fuck?! If this is the best the SCW has to offer
then maybe I’m wasting my time here. I
could be out making money breaking the necks of talented wrestlers, yet I stay
here and watch this pathetic display of rasslin’ as they would put it I
guess. They seem to be nothing more than
a bunch of red neck, cousin fucking, inbreeding second rate jack off to begin
with any ways.
***David starts to walk for
the room’s door.***
DUNN: Honestly if some people around here don’t start growing some damn balls and showing me that they can give me some good comp in the ring…well fuck…I’ll just leave. Don’t get me wrong…no challenge is fun. I become the champion in a few weeks, make some money with my T-shirts, hats, stuff like that. Only at the end of the day I have to look in the mirror and say to myself, “I’m getting bored beating the crap out of these people!”
***David opens the door. He walks about half way through until he stops, turns his head slightly back to the room…***
DUNN: I guess the 29th I’ll see if anyone’s got the balls,
the guts, the…you get the point. If
not, either way I’m going to hurt someone either it be because they decided to
step up, or just because they didn’t.
That truly is…and forever will be….totally….enough said.
***David turns back to where he was going. He closes the door behind him. The scene slowly fades to black.***