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| [scene opens in Bullets office in one of his many gyms. He is sitting at his desk. He has his feet up on his desk. He is wearing gray sweat pants and a red tank top.Papers cover the desk with the schedule of matches for this weeks Stormfront sitting on top. A remote sits in Bullets hand. He points the remote up. The view drops back and shows the screen of the TV that the remote belongs to. The screen shows the awards show. The moment it starts at is when Bullet and rachael are on the stage announce the winner of the hardcore wrestler of the year.] Bullet:Two fo these guys I have been in hardcore matches with myself and they are he craziest Sumbitches I have ever been in the ring with. Psymon just being nominated in this group shows a lot on his part. But now for the moment we have been waiting for.The winner of the Hardcore wrestler of the year is... [Rachael walks up to the podium, as she gets some more cat calls, you can tell it pisses Bullet off, but he lets it go. As she opens the envelope, she shows Bullet who has a smile on his face. As she looks into the crowd, and lets out the word everyone wants to hear] Rachael:"THE INSANE ONE"..CHRIS.. WEST!!! [Full Nelson" by Limp Bizkit starts up, as out from the back walks out "Insane" Chris West, who is wearing a cheap suit, and drinking a Canadian Beer. He drinks a little of the beer, as he lifts teh can up into the air] Insane:THIS BEER FOR YOU!!! [West downs the rest of the beer, He tosses the can into the crowd, as he walks over to Bullet, and shakes his hand, as he turns to Rachael..West shakes her hand, as he grabs her, and kisses her.. as Bullet pulls West off his wife..the screen pauses and starts to rewind again. A knock at the door.] Bullet:Come in. [The door opens and Rachael walks into the room. She walks over to Bullet and looks at the TV. She shakes her head.] Rachael:Are you still watching that tape,baby? Bullet:Yes. I am so pissed about this kiss. West knows that you are my wife and he should know better. Rachael:You know how he gets when hes drunk. Bullet:[the tone in his voice gets deeper as its clear that he is mad]It shouldn't matter if he is drunk or not. He knows better. If it wasn't at the awards show I would of beaten his ass right then and there. But now I have the chance. Its funny though. Rachael:Whats that honey? Bullet:Do you remember why West and I teamed up in the first place? Rachael:Wasn't it because of a bet? Bullet:Yeah. [a squiggly memory thing fades back in time. Bullet and West are in a locker room. Bullet is slightly smaller than he is now but stil is a big man. West is still drinking the canadian beers he does now. They are looking at the schedule of matches for the next weeks show.] Bullet:what the hell is wrong with this picture? Last month I was teh number one contender to that damn US Title and now I am facing rookies. I can go out there and beat the GWA's World Champion and I am facing who? Kory Matthews? what is this Boy Meets World or something? Chris West:I bet you that he will beat you this week. Bullet:Name the bet and you got it. Chris West:If this Matthews kid wins you have to join my stable Speical Ed. Bullet:Haha. When I win this match you must become a ful member of my gym. Chris West:You got it. [the two men shake hands.] Bullet:I got this one in the bag. [the squiggly thing happens againa nd we fast forward to Bullets match with this Kory Matthews kid. Kory is down and Bullet is posing. He points at the camera and the words welcome to my gym West can be read on his lips. All of a sudden Bullet goes down and Matthews has him cradled for the count 1..2..3. The bell rings and Kory matthews slides out of the ring quickly. Bullet pounds on the mat. the squiggly thing happens one more time and we are back to Bullet and Rachael in Bullets office.] Bullet:All because of a damn bet I had to team up with West. This kiss has really gotten me pissed at the boy. Rachael:You have to let it go. You guys are still friends. [Another knock at the door.] Rachael:Come in. [James Slade comes walking in.] james Slade:Sorry I am late guys. I have been out and about. [Slade walks over to the desk an sits in the chair on the other side of the desk. He notices the looks on Bullet and Rachaels face.] james Slade: Whats going on? You two fighting? Rachael:No. Bullet is still going on about West. Bullet:Slade you can have Black Jack. I want West. I want to rip him limb fr.. James Slade:You gotta let that go man. He was drunk. And rachael slapped him and got a good laugh from the crowd. Bullet:Slade you know that I am not a jealous guy. But what man would EVER allow someone to really kiss their wife and egt away with it? James Slade:Good point man. but remember let this finish it. And we have more on the line. This is the number one contendership to the east Wind titles. we win and we get a shot at those titles again. Bullet:I am not worried about winning.We will not lose. Besides I know where Black Jack is coming from. Losing a bet and having to team with West. Not a fun situation to be in. james Slade:you know all about that don't ya. Bullet:Shut the hell up man. Hey when are we gonna meet this girl? James Slade:Jamie? Rachael:Yeah. We heard quite a few rumors about you being in love. Eliza needs to get her stories straight. James Slade:We all know that the Ladies Man is far from being gay. Oh yeah I need to beat West ass for that comment he had in there. Him and his damn sheep. Bullet:Hey we all know how rumors work around here. James Slade:True. But why the hell would west say that? He knows I only swing one way. Bullet:Wait in line my friend, wait in line. This match West is mine first. Rachael:You two need to concentrate on teh match at hand. Get your revenge on west, But don't forget about Blackjack. This is a tag team match. Do what you have been doing and win the match. Bullet:Believe me honey we will. West we may be members of Porn inc together. But you crossed the line. you put your dirty lips on my wife. And you are across the ring from me in this match. I am coming for you, you can count on that. Black Jack you are just a victim of poor circumstances. You lost a bet and got thrown in a tag team match with West as your partner. But more than that you are facing Perfect Pleasure. no matter who your partner was you still had no chance at winning this matchup. Its nice how you promised to egt a victory for all the bet losers around the world. Its a shame that you will fail in your goal. But then again it is in your own stupidity you made that promise knowing that you have us against you. Again you are a victim of your own stupidity. but this time it will let more than just you down. you will let down all of those who had faith in you. what a burden to bear, my friend. What a burden to bear. [Bullet pressess play on the tape again. Rachael rolls her eyes and wlaks out of the room. Slade stays and watches the video and the scene fades to black] |
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