Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:30:55 GMT
(Co written with Will and Lee)
(Scene opens in a more seedy than usual bar. The lights, the smoke, the bouncers, the metal doors, the perverted looks on the queuing clients, why, this must be a nudie bar... well, we know it's not Club Hac... let's take a look at the sign shall we?... "The Bristol"... legend has it, someone once cracked a wrist and ankle here whist scoring... but anyway... the camera pans inside the locked metal doors before being tossed out by the bouncers... scene fades out to static....
Scene re-opens at the same place, this time, a 50 dollar bill is seen waving towards the bouncers before the camera continues inside the bar. Once inside, we are at first greeted by a cluster of smoke, but it clears once the camera enters the main bar itself. We see the folks queuing at the bar, with their eyes firmly gazed towards the cat walk where a hot sweet red head by the name of "Thunder" is wrapping her legs around the brass pole, her thighs and buttocks glistens with sweat. The soft pale-blue spotlight shines on her breasts as she tosses her hair from side to side like a ship caught in a storm at sea. She arches her back, leaning backwards, she slowly unwraps her right leg from around the pole, swinging around to the other side of the stage like a erotic whirl wind, she slowly slides down the pole and lays in front of one of the perverted lookers, who just so happens to be one half of the IWA Tag Champs... Mad Cyril... but don't think he is alone, cause right beside him, we have good old Wilburman and Chamber, although admittedly they are looking rather sheepishly shy towards their drinks. They each slide a fifty dollar bill under her garter belt on her inner thigh. And with that, Thunder finishes her "dance", the people in the pub applaud, another girl comes out and the cycle repeats itself. Just then, a rather buxom looking waitress dressed in almost nothing except an apron approaches the trio.)
Buxom waitress: Can I get you boys anything?
MC: Yeah, your name and number?
Buxom waitress: My name is on my tag here (points are a little tag on her breast) and as for my number, well, you are a bit of a talker, but that man there is a bit of a looker (pointing at Chamber)
MC: Ahhh, Well, let me introduce ourselves, (with eyes fixed to the breast... oh wait, the name tag...) Chrissie Cracker? Mind if I just call you Chrissie? My name is Cyril, that looker as you called him is our big friend The "BIG" Chamber, and that's our Willie...
CC: Well guys, Can I get you three fine men anything? Like a table perhaps?
(Chamber and Wilburman look at each other while Cyril looks confused.)
CC: "See, We need to mop up the drool that is under you and if you haven't noticed, But you are the only ones here at the stage."
C: "Well yeah...."
CC: "And, I must say, We have had a few complaints. See....The other guys in here are afraid to come up here due to the rather large bulges in your pants."
(She looks down at them, as they try to cover up, Except for Will, the exhibitionist that he is, slides his chair out a little for everyone to see.)
CC: "They have small pee pees, so it’s uncomfortable for them to come up and view the ladies. So if you would ever be so kind to follow me...."
(She starts to show them to their table, but none of them move, She stops and with a smile)
CC: "The girls will talk with you over here, but not there. Bar rules you know."
(And with that, they bolt from the stage area. Once seated, Chrissie runs and grabs her notebook and pencil.)
CC: "Good seats?"
MC: "Yeah sure is."
CC: "So what can I get you guys?"
MC: "Couple of big jugs should do it."
CC: "EXCUSE ME?"
C: "He means Ale...don't you?....You do mean Ale?"
MC: "Aye."
CC: "Oh, my mistake, Will that be all?"
W: "Yes, Thanks."
(Chamber and Mad Cyril begin to laugh, Wilburman snaps a hefty glare at them.)
MC: "No… Got any cards?"
CC: "Sure do, I'll have one of the girls bring them right over."
MC: "Thanks."
(A few minutes go by as they watch another girl and the small pee pee guys at the stage when a cute little blonde walks over with a deck of cards hugging her hips as they are held in place by her g string.)
"Hi guys, My name is Muffy.. Mind if I play?"
Wil: "No, Muffy, Don't mind if you do."
(Muffy takes a seat next to Cyril, the lucky dog. Chrissie return and drops off the Ale as Muffy shuffles and deals. After a few big jugs and Muffy’s top has come off... heheehe YES!... The discussion starts to become more of the IWA...)
MC: "Who dealt me this pile of arse?!... Right so what we gonna do about all these proposals that keep flying at us from all angles, we agreed when we got together, that it was with just cause, well I reckon it’s about time we showed some of that.”
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Chamber leans backwards as Muffy shuffles the cards to stretch his back out. The night has been long as the place is beginning to thin out.
"What's on your mind C?"
"I don't know. But we need to do something. We just came off this huge pay per view and now what? We're wanted, so let’s not disappoint."
Muffy deals out the cards, her nipples get hard as she brushes up against them with the motion of her arms. She looks confused.
"May I ask, but what are you guys talking about? Don't you guys play football or something?"
Will smiles, "No dear, we're wrestlers. And we're talking about what to do next."
"Oohhhhhh!!! I see now. I thought you guys played football."
"Nah, That's a girls sport." Chamber says.
"So, Tell me guys, what did you do?" Muffy asks as Cyril stares off into her nice round firm breasts.
W; "Well Muffy, We basically stopped killing each other and joined up as a team and now, We're out to get everyone else in the fed that have gunning for us."
"And you don't know what to do?"
"We do..." Chamber adds "But we just didn't make up our minds yet, that's all."
"What's going on right now? Some guy called one of you out or something?" Muffy asks before she takes a drink
In a low and calm voice, his eyes glossed over from his ale, Mad Cyril pipes up, not really paying attention to the card game at all. "Dreamer and Hardline called us out, so did Night Stalker in a 6 man tag match, but he has no partners... That I know of."
Muffy eyes Cyril, She brings her arms closer, squeezing her tits together for Cyril, and there could be some leg action under table too. "Well, Then you know what I would do?"
"What?" Cyril says as he eyes Muffy.
"Ask you...... (Her lips get puffy) does Dreamer and Hardline have a third guy?"
About this time, Wilburman and Chamber glance at each other, wishing they were single about right now.
"No....." Cyril barely gets out.
"Well, C,...how about you.....(Muffy reaches out and pulls Cyril in closer by his shirt, She caresses his cheek, Her lips get closer to his, She looks down at his lips, almost with in inch of each other)...I would make it a six man tag match."
"Yeah... that's what I'm thinking..."
"Or...you could ditch them and have a singles match with me....... tonight..... right now...... in the hot steamy, soaked, small ring with no ropes, just four corner posts, about two blocks from here."
Muffy closes her eyes as she embraces Cyril. And for a good 30 seconds, there was no one else in the room except for Muffy and Cyril.
Muffy slowly back away from Cyril. As Cyril opens his eyes, Muffy takes a hold of his hand and places it on her chest.
"Yeah.... sounds like a plan... When’s show time?"
"About right now."
Muffy and Cyril bolt from the table and dash out the door. Chamber and Wilburman look at each other.
Chamber: "Press conference tomorrow?"
Wilburman: "Yeah... I guess... But I was thinking...." Wilburman stops for a minute to gather his thoughts.
"What?" Chamber asks.
"Why a Hell in a Cell six man tag match?"
"No idea, But I'll tell you what...Six man, no titles on the line, no cell and we announce that Cyril is gay."
"Sounds great!"
Wilburman and Chamber stands up, Leaving a tip for Chrissie, they leave as the scene fades to black......
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Scene opens the next day at the Mean Hotel. We can see the staff being exceptionally busy as they try to set up the main function hall for a press conference in just a few short hours. The scene is almost chaotic. But they are not the only ones busy. Since the press conference was called only a short while ago, the members of the press themselves had been scurrying and organising the visit to the hotel. We can see different types of equipment vans arriving at the hotel, all the frenzy have certainly caught the imaginations of some of the hotel guests, children and adults alike.
As the chaos continues below, we cut to the Mean suite, home of the Mean Couple. We can see Wilburman and Chamber watching some TV and going over some papers. Empress is by Wilburman's side, looking uncomfortable with Chamber's presence in the same room. The little St. Barnard on the other hand seems very fond of Chamber as it continously licks his big hand and sniff his crotch... oh wait... I meant pants... Chamber continues to pet the lovable puppy as Empress finally cracks a slight laughter)
EE: Heh, I never imagined I would see a loving side from you Steve... is this how you seduced Julie?
(Chamber is silent, but evidently, there is a slight smile on his face)
EE: I don't believe this, you guys are the meanest and roughest around in the ring, yet outside it, you are all wusses...
W: Whao whao whao... I prefer the term "Romantic"...
EE: (smiles) You suck up...
W: But you love it...
(Kissing... ;-) )
Chamber: Oh please, do you HAVE to do that? What am I? Thin air? Can't you see that I am here? Go do that stuff when there's no one around...
W: But we do already...
(Slap - ouch)
W: Ok... let's get ready for the press conference...
EE: What are you guys going to announce?
Chamber: Some issues for Sunday's matches...
EE: Oh, the 6 way Iron man Cell match?
W: Yes and no. JT already pulled himself out of that one, and the idea is stupid...
Chamber: Amen to that...
EE: (smiles) This is so strange, only weeks ago, you guys were at each other's throat, but now, you guys ACTUALLY get along in the same room... unbelievable... and YOU (pointing at Wilburman), I still cannot you kept something this big from me!
W: It's all part of the fun sugar, all part of the fun...
EE: So what's the deal? What made you guys team up? Wha--
(There is a knock on the door. Wil calls the person in, and it's Mike the Hotel Manager.)
Mike: Hi, the hall is ready, the press are now setting up their stuff, and we put out more seating than required... some of the guests wanted to attend too, I figured it would be better for them to be in the function hall rather than make a crowd outside in the lobby...
W: Thanks Mikester, you're the best...
M: Er... where's Cyril?
(Wilburman looks at Chamber and they both laugh)
Chamber: He's... got a stiffy of a problem... he might not make it...
(But they couldn't contain their laughter)
"HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAA!!!"
M: AAAAAAAAAAAAlrighty then... you guys are nuts...
W: You would laugh too if you knew...
(Mike was about to exit and return to work when he turned around)
M: (sigh) It's hard to imagine that you guys were actually on the verge of killing each other just weeks ago... what happened? You guys turned gay?
W: Gay? No we are not, but then again, Cyril... *smirk*
(All share a laughter and Mike leaves the room and Wilburman and Chamber go over some papers and Empress takes the puppy away for a walk...)
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Scene opens inside the function hall where the aforementioned Press Conference is about to take place. There is a loudish mumble in the air, mumblings like...
"Wonder what announcement they are gonna make..."
"Hey, maybe we are finally getting the lowdown on why they joined up..."
... and so on and so forth... finally, the aiting is over. Wilburman and Chamber walk out behind the curtain and they make their way onto the makeshift stage. Chamber takes a seat wilst Wilburman with a handful of papers approaches the mic stand.)
W: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming out on such short notice, now, we are here today to make a little announcement regarding some challenges that has been thrown at myself, Chamber, and Mad Cyril, and then afterwards we will have a little Q & A session... so first thing first, the challenges...
Well, it's like this, at Soul Survivor, you all saw three of IWA's top draws team up and since then, we have had challenges thrown at us left right and center, by nobodys, to somebodys, to almost everybody. Well, to cut it short, to each and every single one of your challenges, the Wilburman says BULL-YOURS!!
(There is a general mumble in the air as if saying "What?")
W: Firstly we had Hardline coming out and talking some bunny crap which got censored out by the idiot censoring group known as "InsidetheWeb", I don't recall much of his challenge, apart from him wanting to team up with Billy Dreamer and take on the Mean and Mad Alliance for the tag straps. And then we had Nightstalker who must have got WAY too excited with his marriage thing, well, it's understandable, marriage does get you excited, but Nightstalker, 6 way Iron man Cell match? What are you drunk? So to your little challenge, the Wilburman says Bull-stinky-yours! I hear you say you want a shot at the IWA World Heavyweight belt, well Nightstalker, like it or not, in a way, you already had your shot, Soul Survivor, first round matchup, who knocked you out? I did. If you want another shot, like so many have said before, you gotta prove your worth, but I am going to say this to you instead, go defend that Gimmick belt of yours, prove your worth as a Champion before you come to me for title shots. NOW!! Billy Dreamer, another victim of the "InsidetheWeb" censoring group, well, I didn't manage to catch your little promo, but I've been told that you wanted a handicap match against the trio of the Mean and Mad Masters... Well we must have hit you once on the head too many, and what's this I hear that you calling us "Monkey Asses"? Look, if you want a match with us, don't waste time on making names, go to the gym and train your arse off, cause Billy Dreamer, you've got yourself a match!
(There is another round of mumbling in the air, but this one is much
louder)
W: Excuse me, I am not finished. It's like this, to have a handicap match against anyone of us would be near suicidal, nevermind the three of us, so here is what we are making...
Sunday Sacrifice, 6 man tag match, Chamber, Mad Cyril and Wilburman vs. Billy Dreamer, Hardline and Nightstalker. THAT'S the match on offer...
(Another round of mumbling)
W: All three of yous wanted a match with us one way or another, well, you now have your wish. Oh yeah, make sure you have insurance, cause you WILL be needing it. Ok, now the Q & A session.
Some guy in the front row: Wilburman, Chamber, one short question, WHY? What made the three of yous team up?
W: (Smiling) One short answer. Respect. And the common hate for whiners. Next?
Some other guy: Hi, Phil O'Crabb from XYZ Eye Witness News, my question is HOW?! How can the three of yous even stand each other? Nevermind teaming?!
W: Well, mister Full of Crap, like I said earlier, Respect.
POC: But Chamber put you in a coma! And Cyril stuck a cricket bat in Chamber's ribs!!
W: Don't get me wrong, us teaming up, we may not see eye to eye, and we sure haven't forgotten our past, and someday, Chamber and I, we'll be adding to the "Chamber vs Wilburman" video collection, someday, somewhere, we will go at it, just like I will with JT Blackout, just like I will with Nightstalker, just like I will with Billy Dreamer, heck, just like I would with Mad Cyril and if it comes down to it, even Emerald Empress, but the bottom line is right now, we have a common target, we have respect, and we can, and will build on that, call it a mutual understanding, call it respect, call it whatever you want, but
the bottomline is that Mad Cyril is gay...
Crowd: WHAT?!!!
(Wilburman and Chamber laugh heartily and loud too.)
Some other guy: Excuse me, but where IS Mad Cyril today?
MC: He's right here.
(Everyone's attention turns to the back of the room as Mad Cyril makes his way through the crowd.
MC: Sorry if I'm late, I had err some what of a busy night.
(he takes his seat at the Press conference)
MC: (looking at Will and Steve) Morning Bastards!
Journalist: So Mad Cyril, these gay rumours.
MC: Do what? Gay?
C&W: Hahahah
MC: Who me? Nah yer on the wrong road ther pal, if yer listen to these two then yer might as well call it a day.I'm the only one who talks sense round here.
Journalist: So you're denying it?
MC: Mate, I'm as straight as an arrow, as a certain young filly found out last eve, anyway, I thought we were here to talk about breaking skulls.
W: But this is so rivetting
MC: Cheeky get, look you told these muppets about the plans fer Sunday yet?
C&W: Yeah
MC: Well What have you said?
(The three go into a brief summary and Mad Cyril informs them of an inspiration he had on the wayto the Press conference.
MC: Right, (looks back at the giggling duo) GITS! ... Right Ladies and Gentleman...Well as you may have now noticed, myself, Wilburman and Chamber are indeed as one and as most things seem to have been covered in my absence I'll say just one more thing, infact I won't, I'll leave you wondering!
(There's some talking going on among the reporters as Cyril takes a seat next to Chamber. One guy way in the back stands up, Will points to him.)
"Hi, I'm Mike Hunt...."
W: "Mike....Hunt?"
MH: "Yeah Mike Hunt....Anyways, I would like to know if that is it? Are we done?"
W: "Not sure.....Cyril you have anything?"
MC: "Nope."
W: "Well I guess....."
C: "Wait, I almost forgot...I have a few things."
(Chamber stands up and takes the stand. He towers over the room full of reports.)
"For this match to happen Sunday, there is one small stip."
(The sound of pens flying across paper can be heard, Almost deafening)
"And that is, For Billy Dreamer and Hardline to face us in the six man tag match with Night Stalker in their corner, They have to do one small thing first......."
MH: "And that is?"
C: "They have to beat the Hitmen first in a tag match. If they don't face and defeat the Hitmen in a tag match first, No six man tag match, and more importanty, Night Stalker doesn't have any partners, and on top of that......IF Dreamer even thinks about wanting a title shot of anysorts, either tag or the IWA Championship title, He has to go through
with this. If not, he might has well pack his bags and find a new place to work."
(Some grunbling can be heard)
"Oh, I almost forgot again. One more thing, There will be a special guest referee for that match as well. And that person is the IWA Champion, Wilburman."
(Everyone gasps for air with that announcement)
"OH! Shit! One more too. Special time keeper, and that man is Mad Cyril, as he has showed us today he has great time keeping skills."
Chamber starts to walk away from the stand when he returns
"And, One more. There will be a special ring enforcer for that match as well, and that person is me. Now I do believe that is everyone. Let me reacp it for you. Dreamer and Hardline to face the Hitmen with Will as Ref, Cyril as timekeeper and me as the enforcer. YUP! Sounds good, now we have to go, and I bid you all a good day and we'll see you at the show."
Chamber, Wilburman and Cyril watch as the reports make a mad dash to the door to spread the news.....
(Scene opens in a more seedy than usual bar. The lights, the smoke, the bouncers, the metal doors, the perverted looks on the queuing clients, why, this must be a nudie bar... well, we know it's not Club Hac... let's take a look at the sign shall we?... "The Bristol"... legend has it, someone once cracked a wrist and ankle here whist scoring... but anyway... the camera pans inside the locked metal doors before being tossed out by the bouncers... scene fades out to static....
Scene re-opens at the same place, this time, a 50 dollar bill is seen waving towards the bouncers before the camera continues inside the bar. Once inside, we are at first greeted by a cluster of smoke, but it clears once the camera enters the main bar itself. We see the folks queuing at the bar, with their eyes firmly gazed towards the cat walk where a hot sweet red head by the name of "Thunder" is wrapping her legs around the brass pole, her thighs and buttocks glistens with sweat. The soft pale-blue spotlight shines on her breasts as she tosses her hair from side to side like a ship caught in a storm at sea. She arches her back, leaning backwards, she slowly unwraps her right leg from around the pole, swinging around to the other side of the stage like a erotic whirl wind, she slowly slides down the pole and lays in front of one of the perverted lookers, who just so happens to be one half of the IWA Tag Champs... Mad Cyril... but don't think he is alone, cause right beside him, we have good old Wilburman and Chamber, although admittedly they are looking rather sheepishly shy towards their drinks. They each slide a fifty dollar bill under her garter belt on her inner thigh. And with that, Thunder finishes her "dance", the people in the pub applaud, another girl comes out and the cycle repeats itself. Just then, a rather buxom looking waitress dressed in almost nothing except an apron approaches the trio.)
Buxom waitress: Can I get you boys anything?
MC: Yeah, your name and number?
Buxom waitress: My name is on my tag here (points are a little tag on her breast) and as for my number, well, you are a bit of a talker, but that man there is a bit of a looker (pointing at Chamber)
MC: Ahhh, Well, let me introduce ourselves, (with eyes fixed to the breast... oh wait, the name tag...) Chrissie Cracker? Mind if I just call you Chrissie? My name is Cyril, that looker as you called him is our big friend The "BIG" Chamber, and that's our Willie...
CC: Well guys, Can I get you three fine men anything? Like a table perhaps?
(Chamber and Wilburman look at each other while Cyril looks confused.)
CC: "See, We need to mop up the drool that is under you and if you haven't noticed, But you are the only ones here at the stage."
C: "Well yeah...."
CC: "And, I must say, We have had a few complaints. See....The other guys in here are afraid to come up here due to the rather large bulges in your pants."
(She looks down at them, as they try to cover up, Except for Will, the exhibitionist that he is, slides his chair out a little for everyone to see.)
CC: "They have small pee pees, so it’s uncomfortable for them to come up and view the ladies. So if you would ever be so kind to follow me...."
(She starts to show them to their table, but none of them move, She stops and with a smile)
CC: "The girls will talk with you over here, but not there. Bar rules you know."
(And with that, they bolt from the stage area. Once seated, Chrissie runs and grabs her notebook and pencil.)
CC: "Good seats?"
MC: "Yeah sure is."
CC: "So what can I get you guys?"
MC: "Couple of big jugs should do it."
CC: "EXCUSE ME?"
C: "He means Ale...don't you?....You do mean Ale?"
MC: "Aye."
CC: "Oh, my mistake, Will that be all?"
W: "Yes, Thanks."
(Chamber and Mad Cyril begin to laugh, Wilburman snaps a hefty glare at them.)
MC: "No… Got any cards?"
CC: "Sure do, I'll have one of the girls bring them right over."
MC: "Thanks."
(A few minutes go by as they watch another girl and the small pee pee guys at the stage when a cute little blonde walks over with a deck of cards hugging her hips as they are held in place by her g string.)
"Hi guys, My name is Muffy.. Mind if I play?"
Wil: "No, Muffy, Don't mind if you do."
(Muffy takes a seat next to Cyril, the lucky dog. Chrissie return and drops off the Ale as Muffy shuffles and deals. After a few big jugs and Muffy’s top has come off... heheehe YES!... The discussion starts to become more of the IWA...)
MC: "Who dealt me this pile of arse?!... Right so what we gonna do about all these proposals that keep flying at us from all angles, we agreed when we got together, that it was with just cause, well I reckon it’s about time we showed some of that.”
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Chamber leans backwards as Muffy shuffles the cards to stretch his back out. The night has been long as the place is beginning to thin out.
"What's on your mind C?"
"I don't know. But we need to do something. We just came off this huge pay per view and now what? We're wanted, so let’s not disappoint."
Muffy deals out the cards, her nipples get hard as she brushes up against them with the motion of her arms. She looks confused.
"May I ask, but what are you guys talking about? Don't you guys play football or something?"
Will smiles, "No dear, we're wrestlers. And we're talking about what to do next."
"Oohhhhhh!!! I see now. I thought you guys played football."
"Nah, That's a girls sport." Chamber says.
"So, Tell me guys, what did you do?" Muffy asks as Cyril stares off into her nice round firm breasts.
W; "Well Muffy, We basically stopped killing each other and joined up as a team and now, We're out to get everyone else in the fed that have gunning for us."
"And you don't know what to do?"
"We do..." Chamber adds "But we just didn't make up our minds yet, that's all."
"What's going on right now? Some guy called one of you out or something?" Muffy asks before she takes a drink
In a low and calm voice, his eyes glossed over from his ale, Mad Cyril pipes up, not really paying attention to the card game at all. "Dreamer and Hardline called us out, so did Night Stalker in a 6 man tag match, but he has no partners... That I know of."
Muffy eyes Cyril, She brings her arms closer, squeezing her tits together for Cyril, and there could be some leg action under table too. "Well, Then you know what I would do?"
"What?" Cyril says as he eyes Muffy.
"Ask you...... (Her lips get puffy) does Dreamer and Hardline have a third guy?"
About this time, Wilburman and Chamber glance at each other, wishing they were single about right now.
"No....." Cyril barely gets out.
"Well, C,...how about you.....(Muffy reaches out and pulls Cyril in closer by his shirt, She caresses his cheek, Her lips get closer to his, She looks down at his lips, almost with in inch of each other)...I would make it a six man tag match."
"Yeah... that's what I'm thinking..."
"Or...you could ditch them and have a singles match with me....... tonight..... right now...... in the hot steamy, soaked, small ring with no ropes, just four corner posts, about two blocks from here."
Muffy closes her eyes as she embraces Cyril. And for a good 30 seconds, there was no one else in the room except for Muffy and Cyril.
Muffy slowly back away from Cyril. As Cyril opens his eyes, Muffy takes a hold of his hand and places it on her chest.
"Yeah.... sounds like a plan... When’s show time?"
"About right now."
Muffy and Cyril bolt from the table and dash out the door. Chamber and Wilburman look at each other.
Chamber: "Press conference tomorrow?"
Wilburman: "Yeah... I guess... But I was thinking...." Wilburman stops for a minute to gather his thoughts.
"What?" Chamber asks.
"Why a Hell in a Cell six man tag match?"
"No idea, But I'll tell you what...Six man, no titles on the line, no cell and we announce that Cyril is gay."
"Sounds great!"
Wilburman and Chamber stands up, Leaving a tip for Chrissie, they leave as the scene fades to black......
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Scene opens the next day at the Mean Hotel. We can see the staff being exceptionally busy as they try to set up the main function hall for a press conference in just a few short hours. The scene is almost chaotic. But they are not the only ones busy. Since the press conference was called only a short while ago, the members of the press themselves had been scurrying and organising the visit to the hotel. We can see different types of equipment vans arriving at the hotel, all the frenzy have certainly caught the imaginations of some of the hotel guests, children and adults alike.
As the chaos continues below, we cut to the Mean suite, home of the Mean Couple. We can see Wilburman and Chamber watching some TV and going over some papers. Empress is by Wilburman's side, looking uncomfortable with Chamber's presence in the same room. The little St. Barnard on the other hand seems very fond of Chamber as it continously licks his big hand and sniff his crotch... oh wait... I meant pants... Chamber continues to pet the lovable puppy as Empress finally cracks a slight laughter)
EE: Heh, I never imagined I would see a loving side from you Steve... is this how you seduced Julie?
(Chamber is silent, but evidently, there is a slight smile on his face)
EE: I don't believe this, you guys are the meanest and roughest around in the ring, yet outside it, you are all wusses...
W: Whao whao whao... I prefer the term "Romantic"...
EE: (smiles) You suck up...
W: But you love it...
(Kissing... ;-) )
Chamber: Oh please, do you HAVE to do that? What am I? Thin air? Can't you see that I am here? Go do that stuff when there's no one around...
W: But we do already...
(Slap - ouch)
W: Ok... let's get ready for the press conference...
EE: What are you guys going to announce?
Chamber: Some issues for Sunday's matches...
EE: Oh, the 6 way Iron man Cell match?
W: Yes and no. JT already pulled himself out of that one, and the idea is stupid...
Chamber: Amen to that...
EE: (smiles) This is so strange, only weeks ago, you guys were at each other's throat, but now, you guys ACTUALLY get along in the same room... unbelievable... and YOU (pointing at Wilburman), I still cannot you kept something this big from me!
W: It's all part of the fun sugar, all part of the fun...
EE: So what's the deal? What made you guys team up? Wha--
(There is a knock on the door. Wil calls the person in, and it's Mike the Hotel Manager.)
Mike: Hi, the hall is ready, the press are now setting up their stuff, and we put out more seating than required... some of the guests wanted to attend too, I figured it would be better for them to be in the function hall rather than make a crowd outside in the lobby...
W: Thanks Mikester, you're the best...
M: Er... where's Cyril?
(Wilburman looks at Chamber and they both laugh)
Chamber: He's... got a stiffy of a problem... he might not make it...
(But they couldn't contain their laughter)
"HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAA!!!"
M: AAAAAAAAAAAAlrighty then... you guys are nuts...
W: You would laugh too if you knew...
(Mike was about to exit and return to work when he turned around)
M: (sigh) It's hard to imagine that you guys were actually on the verge of killing each other just weeks ago... what happened? You guys turned gay?
W: Gay? No we are not, but then again, Cyril... *smirk*
(All share a laughter and Mike leaves the room and Wilburman and Chamber go over some papers and Empress takes the puppy away for a walk...)
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Scene opens inside the function hall where the aforementioned Press Conference is about to take place. There is a loudish mumble in the air, mumblings like...
"Wonder what announcement they are gonna make..."
"Hey, maybe we are finally getting the lowdown on why they joined up..."
... and so on and so forth... finally, the aiting is over. Wilburman and Chamber walk out behind the curtain and they make their way onto the makeshift stage. Chamber takes a seat wilst Wilburman with a handful of papers approaches the mic stand.)
W: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming out on such short notice, now, we are here today to make a little announcement regarding some challenges that has been thrown at myself, Chamber, and Mad Cyril, and then afterwards we will have a little Q & A session... so first thing first, the challenges...
Well, it's like this, at Soul Survivor, you all saw three of IWA's top draws team up and since then, we have had challenges thrown at us left right and center, by nobodys, to somebodys, to almost everybody. Well, to cut it short, to each and every single one of your challenges, the Wilburman says BULL-YOURS!!
(There is a general mumble in the air as if saying "What?")
W: Firstly we had Hardline coming out and talking some bunny crap which got censored out by the idiot censoring group known as "InsidetheWeb", I don't recall much of his challenge, apart from him wanting to team up with Billy Dreamer and take on the Mean and Mad Alliance for the tag straps. And then we had Nightstalker who must have got WAY too excited with his marriage thing, well, it's understandable, marriage does get you excited, but Nightstalker, 6 way Iron man Cell match? What are you drunk? So to your little challenge, the Wilburman says Bull-stinky-yours! I hear you say you want a shot at the IWA World Heavyweight belt, well Nightstalker, like it or not, in a way, you already had your shot, Soul Survivor, first round matchup, who knocked you out? I did. If you want another shot, like so many have said before, you gotta prove your worth, but I am going to say this to you instead, go defend that Gimmick belt of yours, prove your worth as a Champion before you come to me for title shots. NOW!! Billy Dreamer, another victim of the "InsidetheWeb" censoring group, well, I didn't manage to catch your little promo, but I've been told that you wanted a handicap match against the trio of the Mean and Mad Masters... Well we must have hit you once on the head too many, and what's this I hear that you calling us "Monkey Asses"? Look, if you want a match with us, don't waste time on making names, go to the gym and train your arse off, cause Billy Dreamer, you've got yourself a match!
(There is another round of mumbling in the air, but this one is much
louder)
W: Excuse me, I am not finished. It's like this, to have a handicap match against anyone of us would be near suicidal, nevermind the three of us, so here is what we are making...
Sunday Sacrifice, 6 man tag match, Chamber, Mad Cyril and Wilburman vs. Billy Dreamer, Hardline and Nightstalker. THAT'S the match on offer...
(Another round of mumbling)
W: All three of yous wanted a match with us one way or another, well, you now have your wish. Oh yeah, make sure you have insurance, cause you WILL be needing it. Ok, now the Q & A session.
Some guy in the front row: Wilburman, Chamber, one short question, WHY? What made the three of yous team up?
W: (Smiling) One short answer. Respect. And the common hate for whiners. Next?
Some other guy: Hi, Phil O'Crabb from XYZ Eye Witness News, my question is HOW?! How can the three of yous even stand each other? Nevermind teaming?!
W: Well, mister Full of Crap, like I said earlier, Respect.
POC: But Chamber put you in a coma! And Cyril stuck a cricket bat in Chamber's ribs!!
W: Don't get me wrong, us teaming up, we may not see eye to eye, and we sure haven't forgotten our past, and someday, Chamber and I, we'll be adding to the "Chamber vs Wilburman" video collection, someday, somewhere, we will go at it, just like I will with JT Blackout, just like I will with Nightstalker, just like I will with Billy Dreamer, heck, just like I would with Mad Cyril and if it comes down to it, even Emerald Empress, but the bottom line is right now, we have a common target, we have respect, and we can, and will build on that, call it a mutual understanding, call it respect, call it whatever you want, but
the bottomline is that Mad Cyril is gay...
Crowd: WHAT?!!!
(Wilburman and Chamber laugh heartily and loud too.)
Some other guy: Excuse me, but where IS Mad Cyril today?
MC: He's right here.
(Everyone's attention turns to the back of the room as Mad Cyril makes his way through the crowd.
MC: Sorry if I'm late, I had err some what of a busy night.
(he takes his seat at the Press conference)
MC: (looking at Will and Steve) Morning Bastards!
Journalist: So Mad Cyril, these gay rumours.
MC: Do what? Gay?
C&W: Hahahah
MC: Who me? Nah yer on the wrong road ther pal, if yer listen to these two then yer might as well call it a day.I'm the only one who talks sense round here.
Journalist: So you're denying it?
MC: Mate, I'm as straight as an arrow, as a certain young filly found out last eve, anyway, I thought we were here to talk about breaking skulls.
W: But this is so rivetting
MC: Cheeky get, look you told these muppets about the plans fer Sunday yet?
C&W: Yeah
MC: Well What have you said?
(The three go into a brief summary and Mad Cyril informs them of an inspiration he had on the wayto the Press conference.
MC: Right, (looks back at the giggling duo) GITS! ... Right Ladies and Gentleman...Well as you may have now noticed, myself, Wilburman and Chamber are indeed as one and as most things seem to have been covered in my absence I'll say just one more thing, infact I won't, I'll leave you wondering!
(There's some talking going on among the reporters as Cyril takes a seat next to Chamber. One guy way in the back stands up, Will points to him.)
"Hi, I'm Mike Hunt...."
W: "Mike....Hunt?"
MH: "Yeah Mike Hunt....Anyways, I would like to know if that is it? Are we done?"
W: "Not sure.....Cyril you have anything?"
MC: "Nope."
W: "Well I guess....."
C: "Wait, I almost forgot...I have a few things."
(Chamber stands up and takes the stand. He towers over the room full of reports.)
"For this match to happen Sunday, there is one small stip."
(The sound of pens flying across paper can be heard, Almost deafening)
"And that is, For Billy Dreamer and Hardline to face us in the six man tag match with Night Stalker in their corner, They have to do one small thing first......."
MH: "And that is?"
C: "They have to beat the Hitmen first in a tag match. If they don't face and defeat the Hitmen in a tag match first, No six man tag match, and more importanty, Night Stalker doesn't have any partners, and on top of that......IF Dreamer even thinks about wanting a title shot of anysorts, either tag or the IWA Championship title, He has to go through
with this. If not, he might has well pack his bags and find a new place to work."
(Some grunbling can be heard)
"Oh, I almost forgot again. One more thing, There will be a special guest referee for that match as well. And that person is the IWA Champion, Wilburman."
(Everyone gasps for air with that announcement)
"OH! Shit! One more too. Special time keeper, and that man is Mad Cyril, as he has showed us today he has great time keeping skills."
Chamber starts to walk away from the stand when he returns
"And, One more. There will be a special ring enforcer for that match as well, and that person is me. Now I do believe that is everyone. Let me reacp it for you. Dreamer and Hardline to face the Hitmen with Will as Ref, Cyril as timekeeper and me as the enforcer. YUP! Sounds good, now we have to go, and I bid you all a good day and we'll see you at the show."
Chamber, Wilburman and Cyril watch as the reports make a mad dash to the door to spread the news.....