Post by Dave Nightmare on Apr 10, 2009 12:12:56 GMT -5
The scene opens with Dave Nightmare bare topped laid on a bed with his head in a pillow. He looks relaxed and comfortable. With such a big week ahead of him, he knows he has to be in the right frame of mind. Just then a pair woman’s hands start to rub his shoulders.
Woman: So Dave, how has it been? I’ve not seen you here in a long while.
DN: Yeah strange, I had Peter saying the same thing yesterday. I was about to go on the road and took a trip to the local for one last drink before … well … you know?
Woman: No?
The woman obviously doesn’t know. Dave starts to raise his head but the woman pushes it back down.
DN: Me wrestling and that? Did I not tell you?
Woman: Nope. Hope you are about to now.
We get a clip of Dave’s face. He can’t understand why he hadn’t told this woman who was massaging him.
DN: Well, you know I haven’t been in employment for a while hence, why I haven’t been here. But yeah I was recently approached by a road agent from a new wrestling federation.
Woman: Wrestling?
We can’t see the woman, only here hands but we don’t need to see her to know she is surprised.
Woman: Didn’t realise that was your thing.
DN: I didn’t but the training has been great so far. Anyway, they said they liked my size and build and wondered if I’d be interested.
Woman: Yeah why not then. Money’s money.
We see Dave’s face again.
DN: Exactly what I thought. Get paid to beat some goons up.
Dave isn’t new to fighting for a way of money. He used to do a lot of bouncer work. Only problem being, a lot of small younger guys who couldn’t handle their drink tried to fight with Dave because he is a big guy. The drunken thought of being able to take down such a monstrous guy was a nice little notch of their belts. Unfortunately, none of them ever got close and well, Dave often had to take them to a side and teach them a lesson.
Woman: Dave, you have been successful at everything else you have done so I can’t see why this wouldn’t suit you.
The hands gently slap the back of Dave as he sits up.
DN: Thanks for that. How much do I owe you?
Woman: Ah forget it. Treat it as a congratulations.
Dave nods in appreciation. The woman leans forward and hugs the woman.
Woman: Good luck,
She pecks him on the cheek as Dave stands grabbing a towel. She wonders off through the door. He turns to the camera.
DN: That was Tricia. Been a regular customer here. She does wonders for my back. Thing is, this really is the last stop before the big one. Some would say not to worry because it is only a house show but like Levi Rhoades expressed, its all about first impressions. Now to me, through ALL the unnecessary swearing, I see that both my opponents are very dark. Dark to the core. Bad upbringings and the undesired efforts to push forward to lead a normal life. I know wrestling can have a bad image at times but McIntyre and Rhoades are destined to be unlucky in whatever they do. Why? Because that is how they are. Or so it seems. They are consumed with the evils of life, so used to it that it is second nature to them.
Dave pops his t-shirt on. He looks back at the camera.
DN: Rhoades looks into the mirror wanting to be told “everything will be ok” but as always, no one came. Well, I’ll tell you know Levi. It’ll be ok. Because if you really want, as I know you’ll be expecting … I’ll organise a way that I punish you so much you won’t even make it to KWF’s Saturday Night Assault weekly show. That way you can moan and continue to feel sorry for yourself.
Dave rubs his goatee.
DN: If Klayton McIntyre thinks that because he has been to prison that makes him “The God of Evil” then he is going to have a rude awakening when we get into the ring. It is one thing to talk about yourself and all your bad ways but it’s about showing just how good or both of my opponents cases … just how bad you are.
Dave nods in his typical way before walking through the door.
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Woman: So Dave, how has it been? I’ve not seen you here in a long while.
DN: Yeah strange, I had Peter saying the same thing yesterday. I was about to go on the road and took a trip to the local for one last drink before … well … you know?
Woman: No?
The woman obviously doesn’t know. Dave starts to raise his head but the woman pushes it back down.
DN: Me wrestling and that? Did I not tell you?
Woman: Nope. Hope you are about to now.
We get a clip of Dave’s face. He can’t understand why he hadn’t told this woman who was massaging him.
DN: Well, you know I haven’t been in employment for a while hence, why I haven’t been here. But yeah I was recently approached by a road agent from a new wrestling federation.
Woman: Wrestling?
We can’t see the woman, only here hands but we don’t need to see her to know she is surprised.
Woman: Didn’t realise that was your thing.
DN: I didn’t but the training has been great so far. Anyway, they said they liked my size and build and wondered if I’d be interested.
Woman: Yeah why not then. Money’s money.
We see Dave’s face again.
DN: Exactly what I thought. Get paid to beat some goons up.
Dave isn’t new to fighting for a way of money. He used to do a lot of bouncer work. Only problem being, a lot of small younger guys who couldn’t handle their drink tried to fight with Dave because he is a big guy. The drunken thought of being able to take down such a monstrous guy was a nice little notch of their belts. Unfortunately, none of them ever got close and well, Dave often had to take them to a side and teach them a lesson.
Woman: Dave, you have been successful at everything else you have done so I can’t see why this wouldn’t suit you.
The hands gently slap the back of Dave as he sits up.
DN: Thanks for that. How much do I owe you?
Woman: Ah forget it. Treat it as a congratulations.
Dave nods in appreciation. The woman leans forward and hugs the woman.
Woman: Good luck,
She pecks him on the cheek as Dave stands grabbing a towel. She wonders off through the door. He turns to the camera.
DN: That was Tricia. Been a regular customer here. She does wonders for my back. Thing is, this really is the last stop before the big one. Some would say not to worry because it is only a house show but like Levi Rhoades expressed, its all about first impressions. Now to me, through ALL the unnecessary swearing, I see that both my opponents are very dark. Dark to the core. Bad upbringings and the undesired efforts to push forward to lead a normal life. I know wrestling can have a bad image at times but McIntyre and Rhoades are destined to be unlucky in whatever they do. Why? Because that is how they are. Or so it seems. They are consumed with the evils of life, so used to it that it is second nature to them.
Dave pops his t-shirt on. He looks back at the camera.
DN: Rhoades looks into the mirror wanting to be told “everything will be ok” but as always, no one came. Well, I’ll tell you know Levi. It’ll be ok. Because if you really want, as I know you’ll be expecting … I’ll organise a way that I punish you so much you won’t even make it to KWF’s Saturday Night Assault weekly show. That way you can moan and continue to feel sorry for yourself.
Dave rubs his goatee.
DN: If Klayton McIntyre thinks that because he has been to prison that makes him “The God of Evil” then he is going to have a rude awakening when we get into the ring. It is one thing to talk about yourself and all your bad ways but it’s about showing just how good or both of my opponents cases … just how bad you are.
Dave nods in his typical way before walking through the door.
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