Post by Tyler Lucas on May 3, 2009 12:19:55 GMT -5
An early morning jog
The scene opens up with Tyler standing right inside the front door of his house. He has on some black sweat pants with a black hoody on. On the front of the hoody it say Nike and as the swoosh next to it. He is fidgeting with some ipod headphones trying to get them untangled. When he finally gets them untangled, he pulls a junky mp3 player out of the pocket of his sweat pants. He hooks the headphones into the jack in the mp3 player and turns it on. He opens the the front door, walks out, and closes it behind him. It is so early that it is still dark outside.
He walks out until he get to the sidewalk. When he gets to the sidewalk, he starts to jog.
Tyler Lucas: I need to get in better shape. More stamina is everything in this business.
Tyler stops talking to himself and continues to jog. Tyler is jogging for at least ten minutes before he slows to a stop and sees a black kid getting jumped by three mexicans. He doesn't really care about it, until he sees who the black is. It's his cousin Shai Sharp.
Shai was Roc's son. Tyler and Shai grew up really close together, until Tyler realized he was going to die early if he stayed in the game. That's when Tyler got into wrestling.
Tyler Lucas: Hell no!
Tyler ran over to where the four of them were and leaned the first mexican that he got close to. The boy dropped to concrete ground without movement. The other two mexicans didn't even realize he was coming until they heard the crack of their friend's jaw bone. After he hit the first mexican, Tyler was calling out to Shai.
Tyler Lucas: Shai, get up. It's me Tyler! Get up man!
Shai wiggled around a little bit as one of the mexican continued to beat him. The other mexican started moving towards Tyler. Tyler saw this and reached into his hoody and pulled out an all chrome desert eagle. At the sight of this, the mexican took off running fasting then Usain Bolt. The other one didn't realized what was happening and contined to strike Tyler's cousin. Tyler jogged to the two of them and cocked his head back as far as it would go. He swung his hand as hard as he could and connected the butt of the desert eagle to the back of the head of the mexican. The mexican falls to the ground.
Tyler Lucas: Shai, are you alright? Come on Shai. Talk to me man.
Tyler quickly puts his gun back into the holster that is inside his hoody. He reaches into the right pocket of his sweat pants and pulls out his cell phone. He flips it open and quickly dials nine one one.
911 Lady: Nine one one, what is your emergency?
Tyler Lucas: My cousin has been injured severely. We need an ambulance fast.
991 Lady: What is your current location?
Tyler Lucas: We're in front of the project building on Jackson and Eagle. Please hurry, he's dying.
991 Lady: An ambulance will be within minutes.
Tyler Lucas: Thank you!
Tyler closes his cell phone and puts it back into his pocket. He focuses his attention back on his cousin, Shai. Shai is breathing really heavy. He has bumps and red marks all over his body. You can tell that his left arm his broken by the way that it is positioned.
Tyler Lucas: Don't die on me Shai, the ambulance is almost here.
The ambulance pulls right as Tyler finishes his sentence. The EMT's hop out of the truck and rush in Shai's direction. They put Shai on a stretcher and put him into the back of the ambulance. Tyler tries to hop in with him, but the EMT pushes him out. The ambulance drives off as the scene fades to black.....
Visiting my cousin
The scene opens with Tyler at the front a sort of small hospital building. He walks in and looks around. There are a ton of black people there with a few mexicans here and there. Tyler walks right up to the front desk where a young black woman is sitting.
Tyler Lucas: Hi, I'm here to see Shai Sharp.
The young woman opens a sheet of paper and runs her finger through. She stops on Shai's name.
Young woman: Yes, he is in room 24. That is right down this hall on your left.
She points down a long hallway.
Tyler Lucas: Thank you.
Tyler starts to walk down the hallway that seems like it lasts forever. Tyler finally gets to the room and he let's out a big sigh. He opens the door and the first thing that he sees is Shai laying on the hospital bed. He looks to his right and his uncle, Roc, is sitting on down. Tyler walks over to Roc and they each other the shake and hug. Then they talk.
Roc: The doctor's said that he was going to be okay. They said he just needed to get a lot of rest. You saved my son's life Tyler, I owe you.
Tyler Lucas: No, you don't owe me anything. I would do anything for either of you no problem. I love you both more then anything Roc. Well, I better get going, I only stopped by to make sure he was going to be okay. I have to be in Dallas for Redemption.
Roc: Listen to me Tyler, don't think about Shai at all while your there. You have worked too damn hard to finally get your title shot to blow it because your mind wasn't in the right place.
Tyler Lucas: Okay Roc, I won't.
Roc: No Tyler, you have to promise me that you will have your mind no Milo Holland only. Your too good to let him steal your title away from you.
Tyler Lucas: I promise Roc. I'm going to win this title for Shai. I'm going to win it for you and I am going to win it for every one else from the hood. Thank you Roc.
Roc: No problem. Now get out of here and go win that title.
Tyler and Roc shake up once more and Tyler leaves the room. Roc walks over to Shai's bed and the scene fades to black....
Two matches, Two wins
The scene opens with Tyler sitting on an airplane. The airplane has not taken flight yet as more people continue to flood the plane. Tyler is just sitting there waiting for everyone to sit down so he can get to Dallas where he has a USA Extreme Title shot at Redemption. The camera zooms in on the smug face of Tyler as he begins to speak.
Tyler Lucas: Milo, Milo, Milo. Your first mistake was giving me any compliments at all in your promo. You should have started it out by saying something like “Tyler, your a stupid bitch”. But no, you come out and tell the whole entire world that I am the best wrestler on the planet. I mean, not a soul on this Earth would disagree with that, but you have to know how to come out and intimidate your opponents. Hell, you shouldn't even have promoed with all the stupid shit that came out of your mouth. While my win was great for me last week, it wasn't life changing. For my win to be life changing, there had to be at least one good opponent in that ring with me. And while I would like to say that you wrestled a half way decent match, I can not. I can not because I would be lying to you and to this company. Trash like you should not be in the ring with a future superstar like myself.
Now, your second mistake was making about a million and one excuses. You were crying about how I caught you off guard several times. Well, let me tell you something Milo, real wrestlers don't get caught off guard several times. Maybe they do once or twice or maybe even three. But I know that if you want to call yourself a real wrestler, you can't let your opponent catch you off guard the whole entire match. If you lose a match because you got caught off guard fifty time in it, why are you even stepping into the ring? Do you even want to be a wrestler? Maybe you want to be a chef. Is that what you want Milo? Do you want to be a chef? It's okay if you do. Nobody will call you a fag or anything like that. Well, maybe real wrestlers. But, you don't have to worry about that do you? Because you don't have any friends, especially a finely tuned wrestling machine.
Tyler leans up for about two seconds so that he can get comfortable.
Tyler Lucas: The next mistake that you made was talking shit to me. The shit you talked about me didn't even have anything to do with what we are going to be doing on Sunday. You ran your mouth to me about me eating soup. Well I got a few words for you. If you don't like chicken noodle soup you have got some fucking problems. And why are you even crying about me and Cain robbing a place? Your promos make no fucking sense. Who cares that we robbed a place? We are obviously bad asses and there ain't shit you can do about that. And just because I didn't want to promo about me working out doesn't mean I didn't do it. Just to let you know that only took up one day of this entire week. Did you know a week has seven days? I just thought that I would point that out. Next time think before you say something as stupid as that.
And if you really have a problem with Cain and myself robbing a place that you have never heard of, then I have a personal problem with you. Your a good citizen, saying that you are going to take the law into your own hands. Well, I'm going to show you what we do to good citizens where I'm from.
Tyler pops his back and his neck in a quick motion. Then, he pops all of his fingers.
Tyler Lucas: Milo, do you think that practicing with your douche of a brother is really going to help you in the ring. Being as it probably won't, maybe you should find another wrestling partner. Maybe one that doesn't have the Holland bloodline in him.
Tyler chuckles to himself for a second and then gets serious again.
Tyler Lucas: You claim that you are grinding out all of your imperfections, or weaknesses. I don't think that you can get rid of the oh so many weaknesses that are in your game in a measly week. If you had the ability of say me, then you might be able to do such a thing. But you, Milo Holland, there is no chance that you will be ready for me come Sunday at Redemption. You are going to be just as weak and unskilled as you were last week when we squared off. And I doubt you have a robot ability to do something exactly right second time you see it.
You say that you are adjusting to Dave's fight pattern. That we are going to keep it old school. Well, I've got news for you Milo, neither of those things are going to help you this Sunday. You definitely do not have the skills to learn a whole new way of fighting in just a week. You are a dumb ass for even starting a new way of fighting the week before you have a title shot. Especially against a man that wiped the ring with you the week before. And as for keeping it old school, no fucking way! I will be running the tempo of this match and it is going to be as new school as it comes. I've only been wrestling for about three or four months, so why the hell would I let you steer the tempo of the match back to the way of the old? It's called the past for a reason.
Tyler attempts to cross his legs, but immediately stops when he feels his balls squeeze together.
Tyler Lucas: Look Milo, this Sunday, I'm going to step into that ring undefeated against you and I am going to step out of it undefeated against you. There is no way that I am going to let you take what is rightfully mine. I will walk out of that ring a winner. I shall be the USA Extreme Champion. I will wear that gold around my waist and you can't stop me.
Tyler stops talking as he hears a voice coming from a PA system. Everyone was now seated and listening attentively.
PA System: This is your captain speaking. We have about a three hour flight to Dallas. Sent back and enjoy the ride.
The scene fades to black.....
The scene opens up with Tyler standing right inside the front door of his house. He has on some black sweat pants with a black hoody on. On the front of the hoody it say Nike and as the swoosh next to it. He is fidgeting with some ipod headphones trying to get them untangled. When he finally gets them untangled, he pulls a junky mp3 player out of the pocket of his sweat pants. He hooks the headphones into the jack in the mp3 player and turns it on. He opens the the front door, walks out, and closes it behind him. It is so early that it is still dark outside.
He walks out until he get to the sidewalk. When he gets to the sidewalk, he starts to jog.
Tyler Lucas: I need to get in better shape. More stamina is everything in this business.
Tyler stops talking to himself and continues to jog. Tyler is jogging for at least ten minutes before he slows to a stop and sees a black kid getting jumped by three mexicans. He doesn't really care about it, until he sees who the black is. It's his cousin Shai Sharp.
Shai was Roc's son. Tyler and Shai grew up really close together, until Tyler realized he was going to die early if he stayed in the game. That's when Tyler got into wrestling.
Tyler Lucas: Hell no!
Tyler ran over to where the four of them were and leaned the first mexican that he got close to. The boy dropped to concrete ground without movement. The other two mexicans didn't even realize he was coming until they heard the crack of their friend's jaw bone. After he hit the first mexican, Tyler was calling out to Shai.
Tyler Lucas: Shai, get up. It's me Tyler! Get up man!
Shai wiggled around a little bit as one of the mexican continued to beat him. The other mexican started moving towards Tyler. Tyler saw this and reached into his hoody and pulled out an all chrome desert eagle. At the sight of this, the mexican took off running fasting then Usain Bolt. The other one didn't realized what was happening and contined to strike Tyler's cousin. Tyler jogged to the two of them and cocked his head back as far as it would go. He swung his hand as hard as he could and connected the butt of the desert eagle to the back of the head of the mexican. The mexican falls to the ground.
Tyler Lucas: Shai, are you alright? Come on Shai. Talk to me man.
Tyler quickly puts his gun back into the holster that is inside his hoody. He reaches into the right pocket of his sweat pants and pulls out his cell phone. He flips it open and quickly dials nine one one.
911 Lady: Nine one one, what is your emergency?
Tyler Lucas: My cousin has been injured severely. We need an ambulance fast.
991 Lady: What is your current location?
Tyler Lucas: We're in front of the project building on Jackson and Eagle. Please hurry, he's dying.
991 Lady: An ambulance will be within minutes.
Tyler Lucas: Thank you!
Tyler closes his cell phone and puts it back into his pocket. He focuses his attention back on his cousin, Shai. Shai is breathing really heavy. He has bumps and red marks all over his body. You can tell that his left arm his broken by the way that it is positioned.
Tyler Lucas: Don't die on me Shai, the ambulance is almost here.
The ambulance pulls right as Tyler finishes his sentence. The EMT's hop out of the truck and rush in Shai's direction. They put Shai on a stretcher and put him into the back of the ambulance. Tyler tries to hop in with him, but the EMT pushes him out. The ambulance drives off as the scene fades to black.....
Visiting my cousin
The scene opens with Tyler at the front a sort of small hospital building. He walks in and looks around. There are a ton of black people there with a few mexicans here and there. Tyler walks right up to the front desk where a young black woman is sitting.
Tyler Lucas: Hi, I'm here to see Shai Sharp.
The young woman opens a sheet of paper and runs her finger through. She stops on Shai's name.
Young woman: Yes, he is in room 24. That is right down this hall on your left.
She points down a long hallway.
Tyler Lucas: Thank you.
Tyler starts to walk down the hallway that seems like it lasts forever. Tyler finally gets to the room and he let's out a big sigh. He opens the door and the first thing that he sees is Shai laying on the hospital bed. He looks to his right and his uncle, Roc, is sitting on down. Tyler walks over to Roc and they each other the shake and hug. Then they talk.
Roc: The doctor's said that he was going to be okay. They said he just needed to get a lot of rest. You saved my son's life Tyler, I owe you.
Tyler Lucas: No, you don't owe me anything. I would do anything for either of you no problem. I love you both more then anything Roc. Well, I better get going, I only stopped by to make sure he was going to be okay. I have to be in Dallas for Redemption.
Roc: Listen to me Tyler, don't think about Shai at all while your there. You have worked too damn hard to finally get your title shot to blow it because your mind wasn't in the right place.
Tyler Lucas: Okay Roc, I won't.
Roc: No Tyler, you have to promise me that you will have your mind no Milo Holland only. Your too good to let him steal your title away from you.
Tyler Lucas: I promise Roc. I'm going to win this title for Shai. I'm going to win it for you and I am going to win it for every one else from the hood. Thank you Roc.
Roc: No problem. Now get out of here and go win that title.
Tyler and Roc shake up once more and Tyler leaves the room. Roc walks over to Shai's bed and the scene fades to black....
Two matches, Two wins
The scene opens with Tyler sitting on an airplane. The airplane has not taken flight yet as more people continue to flood the plane. Tyler is just sitting there waiting for everyone to sit down so he can get to Dallas where he has a USA Extreme Title shot at Redemption. The camera zooms in on the smug face of Tyler as he begins to speak.
Tyler Lucas: Milo, Milo, Milo. Your first mistake was giving me any compliments at all in your promo. You should have started it out by saying something like “Tyler, your a stupid bitch”. But no, you come out and tell the whole entire world that I am the best wrestler on the planet. I mean, not a soul on this Earth would disagree with that, but you have to know how to come out and intimidate your opponents. Hell, you shouldn't even have promoed with all the stupid shit that came out of your mouth. While my win was great for me last week, it wasn't life changing. For my win to be life changing, there had to be at least one good opponent in that ring with me. And while I would like to say that you wrestled a half way decent match, I can not. I can not because I would be lying to you and to this company. Trash like you should not be in the ring with a future superstar like myself.
Now, your second mistake was making about a million and one excuses. You were crying about how I caught you off guard several times. Well, let me tell you something Milo, real wrestlers don't get caught off guard several times. Maybe they do once or twice or maybe even three. But I know that if you want to call yourself a real wrestler, you can't let your opponent catch you off guard the whole entire match. If you lose a match because you got caught off guard fifty time in it, why are you even stepping into the ring? Do you even want to be a wrestler? Maybe you want to be a chef. Is that what you want Milo? Do you want to be a chef? It's okay if you do. Nobody will call you a fag or anything like that. Well, maybe real wrestlers. But, you don't have to worry about that do you? Because you don't have any friends, especially a finely tuned wrestling machine.
Tyler leans up for about two seconds so that he can get comfortable.
Tyler Lucas: The next mistake that you made was talking shit to me. The shit you talked about me didn't even have anything to do with what we are going to be doing on Sunday. You ran your mouth to me about me eating soup. Well I got a few words for you. If you don't like chicken noodle soup you have got some fucking problems. And why are you even crying about me and Cain robbing a place? Your promos make no fucking sense. Who cares that we robbed a place? We are obviously bad asses and there ain't shit you can do about that. And just because I didn't want to promo about me working out doesn't mean I didn't do it. Just to let you know that only took up one day of this entire week. Did you know a week has seven days? I just thought that I would point that out. Next time think before you say something as stupid as that.
And if you really have a problem with Cain and myself robbing a place that you have never heard of, then I have a personal problem with you. Your a good citizen, saying that you are going to take the law into your own hands. Well, I'm going to show you what we do to good citizens where I'm from.
Tyler pops his back and his neck in a quick motion. Then, he pops all of his fingers.
Tyler Lucas: Milo, do you think that practicing with your douche of a brother is really going to help you in the ring. Being as it probably won't, maybe you should find another wrestling partner. Maybe one that doesn't have the Holland bloodline in him.
Tyler chuckles to himself for a second and then gets serious again.
Tyler Lucas: You claim that you are grinding out all of your imperfections, or weaknesses. I don't think that you can get rid of the oh so many weaknesses that are in your game in a measly week. If you had the ability of say me, then you might be able to do such a thing. But you, Milo Holland, there is no chance that you will be ready for me come Sunday at Redemption. You are going to be just as weak and unskilled as you were last week when we squared off. And I doubt you have a robot ability to do something exactly right second time you see it.
You say that you are adjusting to Dave's fight pattern. That we are going to keep it old school. Well, I've got news for you Milo, neither of those things are going to help you this Sunday. You definitely do not have the skills to learn a whole new way of fighting in just a week. You are a dumb ass for even starting a new way of fighting the week before you have a title shot. Especially against a man that wiped the ring with you the week before. And as for keeping it old school, no fucking way! I will be running the tempo of this match and it is going to be as new school as it comes. I've only been wrestling for about three or four months, so why the hell would I let you steer the tempo of the match back to the way of the old? It's called the past for a reason.
Tyler attempts to cross his legs, but immediately stops when he feels his balls squeeze together.
Tyler Lucas: Look Milo, this Sunday, I'm going to step into that ring undefeated against you and I am going to step out of it undefeated against you. There is no way that I am going to let you take what is rightfully mine. I will walk out of that ring a winner. I shall be the USA Extreme Champion. I will wear that gold around my waist and you can't stop me.
Tyler stops talking as he hears a voice coming from a PA system. Everyone was now seated and listening attentively.
PA System: This is your captain speaking. We have about a three hour flight to Dallas. Sent back and enjoy the ride.
The scene fades to black.....