Post by Steve Sinclair on Aug 2, 2018 21:00:29 GMT
(First Segment)
BESTER TO WHIRLWIND WRESTLING!
Part 1
Outside of the Gimnasio Nuevo Leon, a black Chevy SUV thing pulls up and comes to a stop in a section that is reserved for the stars of WhirlWind Wrestling LLC. Behind barricades are fans who haven’t gone inside yet and are ready with their phones to get a few pics of/with their favorite stars, maybe some auto’s as well. The driver’s side door opens and stepping out of the SUV adjusting his custom made suit is Nanook!
He is heckled and made fun of. Nanook buttons his jacket up and waves to the “fans” but a second later they erupt in cheers and screams and those barricades don’t stop a hoard of kids from jumping them and running towards the SUV whenBester...errr Orgulloso Guardian Del Arcoiris steps out from the SUV sporting a nice suit of his own and his white mask.
The kids, they bum rush him, incircling him and start chanting his name. Nanook rolls his eyes while Bester high fives each and every kid that rushed over to see him.
OGDA: “Ah Si! Si! Si! Have no fear! Orgulloso Guardián Del Arcoiris is here! Here to save the day!”
Which is meet with cheers and more high fives, and some hugs. Security is on the scene to escort the kids back to their parents, Whirlwind Wrestling LLC does not believe in ripping their kids away from their parents.
OGDA: “Don’t worry children! I am only a call away! I will never let any danger come to any of you! Ever!
Nanook is leaning up against the vehicle. As the kids make their way back behind the fence, Nanook shakes his head.
Nanook: Are you done Bester? All done playing this, whatever it is?
OGDA: Who’s Bester? You keep calling me Bester Mr. Nanook, but I don’t know who he is. I am Orgulloso…
Nanook: Yeah yeah! I know, you’ve only repeated it to me 19 times in the last hour. But look.
Nanook pushes himself off of the car and gets in Bester’s mug.
Nanook: All of these fun and games are done with. Time to get serious. Fucking Joe has the belt, the only belt.
OGDA: I know Mr. Nanook! My good buddy Joe Jones has the belt. Do you know he is Mister Whirlwind Wrestling! Boy! He must be really really good to be called Mister Whirlwind Wrestling!
Nanook: Bester….hold on.
Nanook reaches out and snatches the mask off of Bester’s skull! Much to the surprise of Bester who then tries to hide his face. Nanook tosses the mask on the ground and spits on it! Bester’s face shows the horror he is feeling. Tears start to welt up.
Nanook: We’re going in there and they want you, Bester! The guy who was just about to tear it up on San Fran, who should have been a huge star in Knoxville. Bester, the cult like hero on the indies right now! They don’t want Bester in a mask!
Bester: But….
Nanook: No buts! No more silly games Bester! It’s time to get real! It’s time to get mad! It’s time to leave your mark in that fucking ring in there, beat people down, bust open their skulls and spill their brains out on that mat! It’s time to stand up to Joe Jones and take that championship from him! That belt should be yours! You should have beaten Bryan Blaze, NOT HIM! He STOLE your spot Bester!
Bester is on the verge of crying….
Nanook: This is the toughest and hardest promotion on the face of the planet to get signed to! They are picky Bester, and they only want guys who can draw! Like you! People love you. I mean, they really love you. You can’t teach that, what you have. These fans, those kids, they are drawn to you like a moth to a flame. You’re money! Money Bester!
Nanook points with his thumb over his shoulder towards the arena.
Nanook: I have this meeting set. It’s ready to go. I got them to add 2 zeros! 2 zeros to show you how much they want you, how much they love you. It’s time to put you name on the dotted line.
Bester looks down, all depressed.
Bester: I don’t know….
Nanook: Look, listen. This is one of the biggest contracts in this company. More money than what their paying Joe. More money than they gave Kendrick Kross and Britney Anders. Bryan Blaze….you remember him?
Bester perks up.
Bester: Yes! I remember Mister Blaze. He was always nice to me.
Nanook: More than him. Stephen Callaway…..yeah? Remember him?
Bester: Yeah I do!
Nanook: He’s making minimum wage compared to you!
Bester: Really?
Nanook: Best! I got them to pony up, big time! Now, forget about that Guardian nonsense and let’s whoo them and get this deal done. Think of Spartacus.
(Bester’s cat, his best friend and allegadelly a murdering cat. It’s a long story.)
Nanook: Think what this money will do for him. You love Spartacus right?
Bester: I do! With all of my heart! He is a best friend in the whole wide world! I really wish he could come here with me….
Nanook: Well, sign this contract and you know, use the money to get him to be allowed in Mexico.
Bester: We could do that?
Nanook: We could. That and much much more.
Bester sighs.
Bester: I guess.
Nanook slaps Bester on the shoulder.
Nanook: Thataboy. Come on, let’s get going.
Nanook turns and starts to waddle towards the door. Bester glances down at his white mask. His face grows long and sad.
Bester: Why can’t I get Orgulloso Guardian Del Arcoiris? <sob>
(Second Segment)
BESTER TO WHIRLWIND WRESTLING!
Part 2
Outside of the Gimnasio Nuevo Leon, a red Kia Stinger pulls up and comes to stop next to a black SUV……
The fans behind the barricades, they begin to boo almost instantly, even before anyone climbs out of the car. These boos, these hecklers, naysayers and haters, they boos and sneer louder when our Whirlwind Wrestling LLC Champion, Mr. Whirlwind Wrestling himself, Double J, Joe Jones steps out of the Kia Stinger. Joe takes a second to slind the belt over his shoulder and basically rub it in their faces that he won it. A Bryan Blaze BAY BAY chant breaks out and this makes Joe laugh. He closes the door behind him and makes his way around the car as James Kelloggs, all 4 feet for him gingerly climbs down from the passenger side seat.
Joe Jones: Sounds like it’s going to be one hell of a night James.
James Kelloggs: Yup! House full of haters and crybabies.
Joe chuckles.
Joe Jones: Just wait until I beat…..
Joe pauses as something on the ground catch his eye. Joe looks down at it.
James Kelloggs: There won’t be enough diapers in the country for them. What?
James noticing that Joe is squatting down and picking something up.
James Kelloggs: What the fuck is that?
Joe holds it up for James.
Joe Jones: Isn’t this the mask that Best has been wearing?
James Kelloggs: huh…..I think so? To be honest Joe, I have been ass deep in some fine Mexican booty. I’m not really paying attention to anything else.
Joe Jones: I think it is. This is Besters’. He was wearing this when he saved that dude from Ruin.
James Kelloggs: What’s it doing out here?
Joe Jones: If I know fat ass, speaking of asses, has been trying to get him signed. Perhaps he finally convinced Nikki and Derrick? Knowing Kim….(Nanook’s given first name)... he most likely made Bester take this off.
James Kelloggs: Why? Helen Keller can hear those kids losing their shit over him, whatever he’s calling himself.
Joe Jones: hmmm
Joe stands up still holding the mask.
Joe Jones: I bet he’s here.
James Kelloggs: Yeah? So.
Joe Jones: Knowing Bester like we do, no doubt he has fallen in love with this thing and truly believes he’s, the whatever he’s calling himself. I think we should return it to him.
James smiles.
James Kelloggs: Fuck tubby will freak the fuck out.
Joe Jones: Yes, yes he will. Let’s go find him.
Joe says with a smile. The two of them begin to head on inside the building when Joe stops.
Joe Jones: Oh shit! Hold up! We forgot something.
James Kelloggs: What?
Joe jogs back to the Kia Stinger, opens the trunk and pulls out a tennis racket, complete with a airbrushed Whirlwind Wrestling padded cover.
Joe Jones: I promised Derrick I would get him one of these.
James Kelloggs: Seriously?
Joe Jones: A promise is a promise.
James Kelloggs: Does he even play?
Joe Jones: He didn’t believe me that some shop downtown was making these things, so I got him one.
James shakes his head.
Joe Jones: Come on little man, let’s find Best, give him back his mask.
James’ face turns red as Joe chuckles and stuffs the mask in his back pocket of his shorts…..
To be Continued…..
BESTER TO WHIRLWIND WRESTLING!
Part 1
Outside of the Gimnasio Nuevo Leon, a black Chevy SUV thing pulls up and comes to a stop in a section that is reserved for the stars of WhirlWind Wrestling LLC. Behind barricades are fans who haven’t gone inside yet and are ready with their phones to get a few pics of/with their favorite stars, maybe some auto’s as well. The driver’s side door opens and stepping out of the SUV adjusting his custom made suit is Nanook!
He is heckled and made fun of. Nanook buttons his jacket up and waves to the “fans” but a second later they erupt in cheers and screams and those barricades don’t stop a hoard of kids from jumping them and running towards the SUV when
The kids, they bum rush him, incircling him and start chanting his name. Nanook rolls his eyes while Bester high fives each and every kid that rushed over to see him.
OGDA: “Ah Si! Si! Si! Have no fear! Orgulloso Guardián Del Arcoiris is here! Here to save the day!”
Which is meet with cheers and more high fives, and some hugs. Security is on the scene to escort the kids back to their parents, Whirlwind Wrestling LLC does not believe in ripping their kids away from their parents.
OGDA: “Don’t worry children! I am only a call away! I will never let any danger come to any of you! Ever!
Nanook is leaning up against the vehicle. As the kids make their way back behind the fence, Nanook shakes his head.
Nanook: Are you done Bester? All done playing this, whatever it is?
OGDA: Who’s Bester? You keep calling me Bester Mr. Nanook, but I don’t know who he is. I am Orgulloso…
Nanook: Yeah yeah! I know, you’ve only repeated it to me 19 times in the last hour. But look.
Nanook pushes himself off of the car and gets in Bester’s mug.
Nanook: All of these fun and games are done with. Time to get serious. Fucking Joe has the belt, the only belt.
OGDA: I know Mr. Nanook! My good buddy Joe Jones has the belt. Do you know he is Mister Whirlwind Wrestling! Boy! He must be really really good to be called Mister Whirlwind Wrestling!
Nanook: Bester….hold on.
Nanook reaches out and snatches the mask off of Bester’s skull! Much to the surprise of Bester who then tries to hide his face. Nanook tosses the mask on the ground and spits on it! Bester’s face shows the horror he is feeling. Tears start to welt up.
Nanook: We’re going in there and they want you, Bester! The guy who was just about to tear it up on San Fran, who should have been a huge star in Knoxville. Bester, the cult like hero on the indies right now! They don’t want Bester in a mask!
Bester: But….
Nanook: No buts! No more silly games Bester! It’s time to get real! It’s time to get mad! It’s time to leave your mark in that fucking ring in there, beat people down, bust open their skulls and spill their brains out on that mat! It’s time to stand up to Joe Jones and take that championship from him! That belt should be yours! You should have beaten Bryan Blaze, NOT HIM! He STOLE your spot Bester!
Bester is on the verge of crying….
Nanook: This is the toughest and hardest promotion on the face of the planet to get signed to! They are picky Bester, and they only want guys who can draw! Like you! People love you. I mean, they really love you. You can’t teach that, what you have. These fans, those kids, they are drawn to you like a moth to a flame. You’re money! Money Bester!
Nanook points with his thumb over his shoulder towards the arena.
Nanook: I have this meeting set. It’s ready to go. I got them to add 2 zeros! 2 zeros to show you how much they want you, how much they love you. It’s time to put you name on the dotted line.
Bester looks down, all depressed.
Bester: I don’t know….
Nanook: Look, listen. This is one of the biggest contracts in this company. More money than what their paying Joe. More money than they gave Kendrick Kross and Britney Anders. Bryan Blaze….you remember him?
Bester perks up.
Bester: Yes! I remember Mister Blaze. He was always nice to me.
Nanook: More than him. Stephen Callaway…..yeah? Remember him?
Bester: Yeah I do!
Nanook: He’s making minimum wage compared to you!
Bester: Really?
Nanook: Best! I got them to pony up, big time! Now, forget about that Guardian nonsense and let’s whoo them and get this deal done. Think of Spartacus.
(Bester’s cat, his best friend and allegadelly a murdering cat. It’s a long story.)
Nanook: Think what this money will do for him. You love Spartacus right?
Bester: I do! With all of my heart! He is a best friend in the whole wide world! I really wish he could come here with me….
Nanook: Well, sign this contract and you know, use the money to get him to be allowed in Mexico.
Bester: We could do that?
Nanook: We could. That and much much more.
Bester sighs.
Bester: I guess.
Nanook slaps Bester on the shoulder.
Nanook: Thataboy. Come on, let’s get going.
Nanook turns and starts to waddle towards the door. Bester glances down at his white mask. His face grows long and sad.
Bester: Why can’t I get Orgulloso Guardian Del Arcoiris? <sob>
(Second Segment)
BESTER TO WHIRLWIND WRESTLING!
Part 2
Outside of the Gimnasio Nuevo Leon, a red Kia Stinger pulls up and comes to stop next to a black SUV……
The fans behind the barricades, they begin to boo almost instantly, even before anyone climbs out of the car. These boos, these hecklers, naysayers and haters, they boos and sneer louder when our Whirlwind Wrestling LLC Champion, Mr. Whirlwind Wrestling himself, Double J, Joe Jones steps out of the Kia Stinger. Joe takes a second to slind the belt over his shoulder and basically rub it in their faces that he won it. A Bryan Blaze BAY BAY chant breaks out and this makes Joe laugh. He closes the door behind him and makes his way around the car as James Kelloggs, all 4 feet for him gingerly climbs down from the passenger side seat.
Joe Jones: Sounds like it’s going to be one hell of a night James.
James Kelloggs: Yup! House full of haters and crybabies.
Joe chuckles.
Joe Jones: Just wait until I beat…..
Joe pauses as something on the ground catch his eye. Joe looks down at it.
James Kelloggs: There won’t be enough diapers in the country for them. What?
James noticing that Joe is squatting down and picking something up.
James Kelloggs: What the fuck is that?
Joe holds it up for James.
Joe Jones: Isn’t this the mask that Best has been wearing?
James Kelloggs: huh…..I think so? To be honest Joe, I have been ass deep in some fine Mexican booty. I’m not really paying attention to anything else.
Joe Jones: I think it is. This is Besters’. He was wearing this when he saved that dude from Ruin.
James Kelloggs: What’s it doing out here?
Joe Jones: If I know fat ass, speaking of asses, has been trying to get him signed. Perhaps he finally convinced Nikki and Derrick? Knowing Kim….(Nanook’s given first name)... he most likely made Bester take this off.
James Kelloggs: Why? Helen Keller can hear those kids losing their shit over him, whatever he’s calling himself.
Joe Jones: hmmm
Joe stands up still holding the mask.
Joe Jones: I bet he’s here.
James Kelloggs: Yeah? So.
Joe Jones: Knowing Bester like we do, no doubt he has fallen in love with this thing and truly believes he’s, the whatever he’s calling himself. I think we should return it to him.
James smiles.
James Kelloggs: Fuck tubby will freak the fuck out.
Joe Jones: Yes, yes he will. Let’s go find him.
Joe says with a smile. The two of them begin to head on inside the building when Joe stops.
Joe Jones: Oh shit! Hold up! We forgot something.
James Kelloggs: What?
Joe jogs back to the Kia Stinger, opens the trunk and pulls out a tennis racket, complete with a airbrushed Whirlwind Wrestling padded cover.
Joe Jones: I promised Derrick I would get him one of these.
James Kelloggs: Seriously?
Joe Jones: A promise is a promise.
James Kelloggs: Does he even play?
Joe Jones: He didn’t believe me that some shop downtown was making these things, so I got him one.
James shakes his head.
Joe Jones: Come on little man, let’s find Best, give him back his mask.
James’ face turns red as Joe chuckles and stuffs the mask in his back pocket of his shorts…..
To be Continued…..