Post by Anthony Jordan on Jul 24, 2008 22:32:37 GMT -5
*The scene opens up outside of "The Role Model's" locker room. A glance at the door can show that a plaque has been crudely removed. A deeper look shows Anthony Jordan sitting on his couch holding the "Team USCW" plaque. He's fixated on it as he talks to himself up.*
Jordan: "The good days are gone forever."
*Jordan gives his goofy grin as he tilts his head back to a level position and tosses the plaque off-screen.*
Jordan: "For those guys, anyway!"
*Jordan pops up from the couch and looks at the camera.*
Jordan: "Hey. How goes things?"
*No response is given. Jordan licks his lips and looks away before speaking again.*
Jordan: "Much like one of my favorite Fuel songs, it has been 'Bittersweet' for me."
*Jordan turns and looks behind himself where he tossed the plaque.*
Jordan: "Team USCW is officially dead as far as I am concerned. Whitey is in no shape to return, and Kaos simply could not care less about wrestling or his friends. I feel dumb for being slightly surprised."
*Jordan inhales and shrugs.*
Jordan: "Team USCW, gone from the Earf..."
*Jordan pauses and cocks an eyebrow at the camera.*
Jordan: "You know, a joke about that 'Fell in Love With a Stripper' song."
*Jordan again gets no response and rolls his eyes.*
Jordan: "Anyway, Team USCW joins Fuel in the grave."
Cameraman: "Fuel is still around."
*Jordan throws out his hands as if to say "And NOW you decide to talk." He then shakes his head and looks at the camera.*
Jordan: "Allow me to speak below my intelligence and state that if Brett ain't there, it ain't Fuel."
*Jordan shakes off the impropoer speaking then snaps his fingers.*
Jordan: "The same applies for the Packers."
*Jordan gives his goofy grin.*
Jordan: "But there is some 'sweet,' and that is me main-eventing Battle of Britain for the IWF World Title! I get a chance to sit on top of a fourth federation, and I intend to make the best of it. If that was not enough, I get to do it at the expense of Michael John Windsor. It gets no sweeter than that."
*"The Role Model" pauses for a few seconds.*
Jordan: "I guess if I had a familiar face around, then it could be sweeter. IWF is a lonely place. I..."
*Jordan looks behind the camera and smiles. A microphone is tossed to him, which he catches.*
Jordan: "I cannot believe I am saying this, but I actually, kind of missed you."
*Jordan motions to the door as the camera follows him and the unidentified person stays behind the camera. Jordan walks through the backstage area, the Gorilla position, and onto the stage. The crowd explodes with cheers as Jordan paces around on the stage and soaks up the love.*
Jordan: "How about we do a little old school?"
*The fans explode with cheers as Jordan motions to the entry way. Everyone looks on in anticipation until "Butt Man" hits. The crowd actually gives off a loud pop as Scorpion walks out dressed in his classic gear of a blue tank top and blue short shorts (complete with lips on each butt cheek). Scorpion is carrying a sack with him and sets it down as Jordan gives his goofy grin. Scorpion extends his hand. Jordan does the classic wrestling "look around for crowd approval" move before accepting Scorpion's hand and pulling him in to pat him on the back. They release hands as Jordan raises his microphone back up.*
Jordan: "I dedicate this to the Faction, and, after Monday, Mikkey!"
*Jordan turns to Scorpion.*
Jordan: "Ham!"
*Scorpion pulls a ham out of the sack and hands it to Jordan as the hardcore fans go wild knowing what is coming.*
Jordan: "Fryin' pan!"
*Scorpion pulls out a frying pan and places it on the ground. Jordan violently throws the ham in the frying pan as the crowd explodes with cheers.*
Jordan: "The ham has just been tossed in the fryin' pan! Your next IWF World Champion has spoken!"
*The crowd is still losing their minds as Jordan and Scorpion play to the them as we go to a commercial.*
Jordan: "The good days are gone forever."
*Jordan gives his goofy grin as he tilts his head back to a level position and tosses the plaque off-screen.*
Jordan: "For those guys, anyway!"
*Jordan pops up from the couch and looks at the camera.*
Jordan: "Hey. How goes things?"
*No response is given. Jordan licks his lips and looks away before speaking again.*
Jordan: "Much like one of my favorite Fuel songs, it has been 'Bittersweet' for me."
*Jordan turns and looks behind himself where he tossed the plaque.*
Jordan: "Team USCW is officially dead as far as I am concerned. Whitey is in no shape to return, and Kaos simply could not care less about wrestling or his friends. I feel dumb for being slightly surprised."
*Jordan inhales and shrugs.*
Jordan: "Team USCW, gone from the Earf..."
*Jordan pauses and cocks an eyebrow at the camera.*
Jordan: "You know, a joke about that 'Fell in Love With a Stripper' song."
*Jordan again gets no response and rolls his eyes.*
Jordan: "Anyway, Team USCW joins Fuel in the grave."
Cameraman: "Fuel is still around."
*Jordan throws out his hands as if to say "And NOW you decide to talk." He then shakes his head and looks at the camera.*
Jordan: "Allow me to speak below my intelligence and state that if Brett ain't there, it ain't Fuel."
*Jordan shakes off the impropoer speaking then snaps his fingers.*
Jordan: "The same applies for the Packers."
*Jordan gives his goofy grin.*
Jordan: "But there is some 'sweet,' and that is me main-eventing Battle of Britain for the IWF World Title! I get a chance to sit on top of a fourth federation, and I intend to make the best of it. If that was not enough, I get to do it at the expense of Michael John Windsor. It gets no sweeter than that."
*"The Role Model" pauses for a few seconds.*
Jordan: "I guess if I had a familiar face around, then it could be sweeter. IWF is a lonely place. I..."
*Jordan looks behind the camera and smiles. A microphone is tossed to him, which he catches.*
Jordan: "I cannot believe I am saying this, but I actually, kind of missed you."
*Jordan motions to the door as the camera follows him and the unidentified person stays behind the camera. Jordan walks through the backstage area, the Gorilla position, and onto the stage. The crowd explodes with cheers as Jordan paces around on the stage and soaks up the love.*
Jordan: "How about we do a little old school?"
*The fans explode with cheers as Jordan motions to the entry way. Everyone looks on in anticipation until "Butt Man" hits. The crowd actually gives off a loud pop as Scorpion walks out dressed in his classic gear of a blue tank top and blue short shorts (complete with lips on each butt cheek). Scorpion is carrying a sack with him and sets it down as Jordan gives his goofy grin. Scorpion extends his hand. Jordan does the classic wrestling "look around for crowd approval" move before accepting Scorpion's hand and pulling him in to pat him on the back. They release hands as Jordan raises his microphone back up.*
Jordan: "I dedicate this to the Faction, and, after Monday, Mikkey!"
*Jordan turns to Scorpion.*
Jordan: "Ham!"
*Scorpion pulls a ham out of the sack and hands it to Jordan as the hardcore fans go wild knowing what is coming.*
Jordan: "Fryin' pan!"
*Scorpion pulls out a frying pan and places it on the ground. Jordan violently throws the ham in the frying pan as the crowd explodes with cheers.*
Jordan: "The ham has just been tossed in the fryin' pan! Your next IWF World Champion has spoken!"
*The crowd is still losing their minds as Jordan and Scorpion play to the them as we go to a commercial.*
