The first shot. Arguably the most important chance anybody can be given, because this is the shot they say that is �make or break.� The first shot you are given is the shot you have worked from the bottom to earn, and if you fail it you are leaving yourself open to the downward spiral back to where you came from. The first shot is where you prove what you�ve got, and if you succeed then more shots await. If you fail, however� The scene opens into a large room, red carpets and high ceilings, shelves crammed into just about every space possible. The shelves are packed with electrical appliances mainly, ranging from radios, televisions, computers and personal hi-fis. DVD players, consoles of various sorts, and sound systems too. Shop attendants move hastily around the electronics store, helping the customers that don�t know which brand of radio to buy or can�t tell the difference between a DVD and a VHS. Suddenly a loud noise is heard over the hushed din in the store; rock music of some sort glaring out noisily and a high-pitched �OOPSY!� follows. The camera spins around hastily to find the source of the racket, and surprise-surprise a man is stood next to the biggest hi-fi system in the store, clad in a black Deadly Revenge V T-shirt and blue jeans with holes in the knees. Long blonde hair flows down over his shoulders and dark sunshades. The Jackrabbit is, seemingly, making a nuisance of himself on the radio appliances aisle, having switched on the large hi-fi accidentally. He is currently trying to fight off a shop assistant to be the first one to turn the disruptive noise off. THE JACKRABBIT: �Hey gerroff! It was an accident! I didn�t meeeeeean it!! I can do it, lemme do it!� The Jackrabbit manages to push past The Jackrabbit and switch the heavy metal off, before giving the wrestler a glare; if looks could kill The Jackrabbit would be a corpse now, presumably very much to Zimdela�s liking. The Jackrabbit nods his head frantically, giving the attendant a grin. THE JACKRABBIT: �Soooowwwy! Won�t do it again, promise!� The shop attendant cautiously leaves The Jackrabbit to his devices, though making sure that the security guards at the door keep a close eye on him. The camera moves in a little as The Jackrabbit turns to it, the store�s lights reflecting off his sunshades onto the lens. THE JACKRABBIT: �Silly foo�s they be, I wasn�t even doin� nothing! I�ll set Mistah Odjie on them, you see, he�ll sort �em out! Arghaha! Hum. But shan�t prolong it no more, oh gosh no my dear, loyal and booing �Rabbit Fans: Ready Or Not� Here Comes The Jackrabbit!!! Hehehehehee!!! Anywho, that�s the formalities done with now onto business�. Oooh, I feel like one of them gangster type people in the movies what always say them things. Hahah! Well if I was a gangster leader chappy, I�d prolly get all my nasty thugs with guns to go and shoot Zimbelly, bang bang bang!! Why you wonders? I�ll tell you, no fear! This week�. At the Paper View� hum ho, why does they call it Paper Views anyway� nobody views paper, they view wrestlers� should call it a Wrestler View really, but oh well, Odjie is the boss not The Jackrabbit� that�s me, by the way! Oh my, a tangent� what was I saying?� Oh yes. This week at the Paper View, The Jackrabbit� liddle reminder here; that�s me, The Jackrabbit, mm-hm�. Goes one-on-one-on-one-on-one� with Zimbelly Brudon for the�. Drum roll� dum de dum de dum de dum� ICWF Television Title! Whooooo-hehehehee!! I know I know, exciting isn�t it? I�m all excited too�. Though I bin hearing some really funny things about this Zimbelly guy� I means, I ain�t forgot him from GWO, he was the world chump over there!!!�. but �pparently Zimby does all sorts of weird things with peoples. I don�t really unnerstand them meself� but Mistah Odjie calls them uhm�. Sick and p�pervterved� pavtered� pavemented. Zimby is sick and pavemented. Now me, I thinks that silly �cos what�s the point in being a pavement and letting people just walk up and down all over you?� He shrugs his shoulders �No matter, though, eh? The Jackrabbit will happily walk all up and down on Zimbelly at Deadly Revenge. Not that it�s really revenge or anything, �cos I likes Zimbelly really� he was the world chump and eeeeverybody knows World Chumps are the bestest even better than everyone else �cept the boss of course� I just wanna win Zimby�s title offa him if he don�t really mind too much.� The Jackrabbit grins at the camera like a little child asking for candy, shuffling a little on the spot and then he hops off, skipping away from the camera�s lens. He turns around one of the store aisles and the camera hurries to follow him. A few of the shop attendants are giving him wary looks, and even one or two customers are eyeing him suspiciously, but he seems not to care or, more likely, not to notice. Suddenly, he literally skids to a halt, making a burn mark on the royal red carpets emblazoned with the store�s insignia. Slowly his eyes wonder up the shelves, inspecting the contents which are, stacked one on top of the other, televisions. Televisions big and small, square and rectangle (and even one looking almost pentagon shaped), widescreen and flat screen. The Jackrabbit�s eyebrows are raised over the rim of his glasses, his jaw gaping in amazement. THE JACKRABBIT: �Teles upon teles upon teles, oh my oh my! Big ones, small ones, ones you wanna hug and ones you wanna squeeze! Yayayay!! These, my ikkle �Rabbit Fans, are the reason that Your Friendly Neighborhood Jackrabbit is in this weird electrozoid place. You sees, on June 6th, methinks it is, the title The Jackrabbit will be winning to replace the Jobber Championship on me shoulder is the ICWF Television Title�. (I learned that name all by myself by the way!) Though�.� he sniffles �I did kinda like that Jobber Title�. It proved to everyone what a great jobber I am. And now nobody knows what a great jobber I am, and they probably thinks I�m just any old jobber like all the other jobbers. Well they would, of course course of, be wrong! Haha! I ain�t just no jobber, and sooner or later but sooner not later cos later is late and sooner is soon and it will be soon� The Jackrabbit will be champion of all the televisions! That�s right� see� only some peoples have jobs, but everybody has a TV!! It�s true!! Which means, all in all in all and all, that The Jackrabbit will soonish be the champion of EVERYBODY! Except the world, of course, cos that�s Kali Killer�s job, mm-hm. So I be, just me me me� oh gee-golly it rhymes!! Heh!! Here I be, just me me me� here I be just me me me � Hahaha!! � all alone in the electrozoiborgs shop. Why oh for the love of ice-cream why, you ask? Because I is taking the first look at all of the TVs I will become champ of, d�uh! These here TVs, just like Zimbelly, will come to worship The Jackrabbit. Hehehe� remember when them evil ugly icky sisters made poor Cinderelly do all there jobs and things? Wouldn�t it be funny if The Jackrabbit� that�s me, silly!� got to make Zimbelly do all his jobs and things? And The Jackrabbit will says� �Zimbelly Zimbelly, let down your hair!� No�. that�s not it, hehee!� �Zimbelly, Zimbelly, lie on the mat and go one-a-two-a-one-two-three-four! Yah! Zimbelly, Zimbelly, give me your Television Title belt of Yayfulness! Zimbelly, Zimbelly, spin around on the spot three times and say �Jackrabbit beat me at the Paper View!� Well� summat like that, hm? You excited, Zimbelly? Prolly is knowing you, you always seem pretty excited before matches. Dunno why that is� Tal did try�n explain to me, but didn�t really make any sense� he says you�re �that way� Zimbelly, but� what�s that mean anywho? What way? You back to front or inside-out, p�raps� oh my oh my, that will make it funny wrestling with you. Well I�m excited too, Zimbelly! I�m excited about wrestling an old GWOer, I�m excited about winning the TV title, and I�m excited about finding where this blinkin� ladder is everyone keeps talking about. I�m closer, methinks, �cos Odjie says this match, Zimby, is one of the steps on it!! Oh oh, the teles�� Regaining his thoughts, well� you get the idea, The Jackrabbit reaches up, plucking the first television (a small flat-screen) from the shelf and laying it down in his arms. He then leans forward and takes the second television, not flat but considerably small. A grin spreads his face as he sees the swiftly mounting television stack in his arms. He then leans forward even further into the shelving, and gripping the edges of a larger television he tugs it on top of the other two, his knees bent, with more difficulty. The television somehow manages to balance on the pile, which is now too high for him to see over. He chuckles but before he can reach for the next television, he hears a cry from the security guards that had been watching him like leather-clad hawks. SECURITY GUARD: �Hey! You!� The Jackrabbit panics, realizing instantly that the game is up and he tries to escape with his newly taken televisions, of which he is convinced of course he will soon be the champion of. However, it seems that he hadn�t taken into consideration the wires holding the televisions to the wall and instantly the entire pile falls from his hands and crashes to the carpeted floor, the sound of breaking glass resounding around the store and drawing everyone�s attention. The Jackrabbit makes to run; unfortunately straight into the arms of the security guards who hold him firmly. The Jackrabbit somehow takes the time to address his opponent through the camera. THE JACKRABBIT: �Oopsies! That wasn�t funny! Well maybe maybe not, either way, this ain�t the end of the story Zimderella� in facto, this is the beginning, cos at the end of the day or night, depending when things happen� oh yup, The Jackrabbit will get the Last Laugh!� The Jackrabbit doesn�t have time to laugh, however, as the guards drag him angrily through a door leading to the back and the camera spins around to see the pile of broken televisions; clearly more expenses for ODJ.