Post by Steve Sinclair on Dec 24, 2013 21:54:48 GMT
Aug 25 2006
The scene opens up inside a class room, a science class room from high school. In front of the class room is a long counter where experiments could be done in front of the class. On the counter are several white boxes. What’s in the boxes is unknown. Written on the blackboard in back of the counter is the word Cataclysm which the name for the up coming BLPW PPV in which the BLPW tag team titles will finally be defended. Also on the blackboard is a pull down map of the world, you know one of those huge maps the teacher would pull down to hide something written under it. That’s the set for today, a class room and in walks the teacher, wearing a white lab coat one half of the BLPW Tag Team champions Double J Joe Jones.
Joe walks in and is wearing some ear muffs. He stands behind the counter and reaches up and takes the ear muffs off.
“Okay….” Joe holds up the ear muff showing them off to the students, if there was any, but just go with him here, just pretend the class room is full of eager kids willing to listen and learn.
“I was going to throw these out but I better hang on to these because I have a feeling I’m going to use them. Don’t get me wrong, these aren’t used to not hear someone yap for hours on end but there to stop my ears from bleeding.”
Joe sets them down on the counter.
“Ironically by the way Brain, these ear muffs available from the BLPW trainers. They handed them out the day I first signed with the BLPW. The rest of the roster use them to not hear me and have been faithfully using them for years. I know no one hears me, listens to me or takes me serious but for some gosh darn reason I do win matches in the BLPW, I even have won a title or two. Maybe you have heard that I am a past champion around here? I know, I said that before but you know, no one listens to me. I always love to see the shocked, stunned, dumbfounded look on their faces after I beat them. Oh it’s classic. Their jaws hang down and they have a puzzled look on their faces and I can see it in their minds, “How did that guy just beat me?” You know Brain, you should try to tell me something I don’t know.”
Joe adjust his lab coat as he takes a step to the side to stand behind the first box on the counter.
“I couldn’t help but notice a few things about you Brain. First you can talk the talk like none other, you can surly hype your self up with the best of them and I’m glad you know that you’re a ego manic. I was wondering there for a second. I also love how you think you’re the best thing since sliced bread but you k now Brain, the second real deal of the BLPW, there is a old saying.”
Joe lifts the box up and tosses it on the floor and under the box is a huge pile of dog shit….fresh dog shit.
“If it looks like shit, smells like shit and acts like shit, then it must be shit. Fell free to taste it if you wish but I’m pretty sure it’s shit. There’s one thing I don’t get about the EoD. Sanders, Lone Star, even the World champion and myself included can mention something we achieved in our past and you guys act like that is nothing, it’s meaningless, has no bearings to the conversation but yet, when it comes to the EoD, well now, no one in the BLPW can even stand in your shadows let alone try to come up with a story of some match that even comes close to what the EoD has accomplished in the past. What anyone in the BLPW has done, nope doesn’t count, what the EoD has done in the past, that means everything and you should just quit now because you can’t even come close to our greatness. I don’t get it. If you ask me that’s pretty shitty. If you don’t give two shakes about what I have accomplished in the wrestling world then I don’t care what you did either. Now you might count this as whining or bitching but I’m just bring up a fact. You say we haven’t been in the ring against anyone as great as you, I want to disagree.”
Joe steps over to the World map and tugs on it to roll it up. Behind the map is two lists. One list has some of the greats Joe has faced and the other has everyone Proffitt and Chad Kaos have faced in the BLPW.
“As you can see I have faced some guys that are better than you. Look here. I’ve faced Shawn Sanders, Mathew Bright, Craig Williams, Sigma, JC Michaels, Simon, Eternity….okay so that is a stretch on Eternity. Lopan. You know only some of the best in the BLPW. I used the internet to find out who you guys have faced before coming to the BLPW and Google asked me who the hell Brain Proffitt was so here is a list of the guys you have faced in the BLPW. Dawg, Glacier, Mathis, Sniper, Garza, and Dork himself.”
Joe faces the class.
“Your right Brain, I haven’t faced guys like that, I’ve faced better. Which brings me to my next point.”
Joe removes another box from the counter and under it is a Wal Mart vest.
“Throwing out terms like, Always, career suicide, inevitable, earned, claim, icons is just lame Brain. For a second I didn’t know if you were talking to us or your mom for working as a door greeter at Wal-Mart, which is where I got this vest by the way. Big talk gets you no where. Making promises gets you know where. Implying that stepping in the ring against you will be the end all of the world or our life is just silly. First, if you did kill us in the ring I’m pretty sure you would be picked up on murder and then you wouldn’t be able to wrestle anymore and you Mom would have to a second job at the Piggy Wiggle as a bagger. Secondly, I’m don’t have a tough guy act. If you took the 15 second to listen to me, which you don’t I’m more a smart ass kind of guy. I don’t care if you’re Jesus or Hitler, You step in the ring with me, I’ll just kick you in the nuts and bring you to your knees. Also Brain I would like to point out another fact to you.”
Joe removes the box on the counter next to the vest and in it is a picture of the BLPW Tag Team champions that has been ripped in half, leaving only Shawn Sanders.
“I know I don’t rate on your little scale but there is two of us Brain. And while this Monday night will be the first time we will defend the BLPW Tag Team titles, it’s not for a lack of trying. Ever since we won these title we have begged guys to face us. We issued open challenge after open challenge. We posted to other federations to send your best, come take our titles if you can. We were on every Epic throwing the titles on the line and no one wanted them. It’s almost like a curse. We busted our asses off to get the titles in the tournament and as soon as we won them no one wanted to face us to get them…..until we picked on the EoD and now you guys get the very first shot as them. So who is mediocre now? Us for not having anyone in the BLPW who have the balls to face us or you guys for being the only ones to finally except our challenge to a Tag Team title match? Also Brain, we issued that challenge to any members of the EoD and only you two even acknowledge it? To me that can mean only one thing. You two are the lowest on the pecking order. You two are the bottom feeders. We have been at arms with each and every member of the EoD and while it’s been fun and all, only you two get to face us. Sanders and I want to face all of you, singles, tag, doesn’t matter but when we said “Okay guys, want titles? Come get them?” You all had different agendas. Are we mediocre? No I say the EoD is. Again all talk, no action.”
Joe then stands behind another box, one of three that are left.
“While I love to see how the other guys in the locker room live and who their wives are and see their kids and all from time to time, I couldn’t help but notice one thing about your kid Brain. I might be out of line here but then again no one will see this so who cares, But Brain your kid looked more like….”
Joe picks up the box and there is a picture of Hazy Jay.
“Your buddy Hazy Jay than you. That’s just what I think. Moving on.”
Joe removes the second to last box and under it is a broken record.
“No one listens to me but I swear Brain you LOVE to hear your self talk. After the first couple of times you said Sanders and I have no chance in hell of winning the match and how much we will regret putting the title on the line, I think I got the drift of what you were saying. I didn’t need another 15 minute onslaught of noise to tell me how we lose, regret, sob, hurt, bleed, fall of the face of the earth. I think I know where you stand and how you feel about us. And lastly.”
Under the final box is the game of Sorry. Joe tosses the box aside.
“Sorry guys but you know what, in life things always don’t go they way you see them. While you have grand visions of seeing yourself as the only members of the EoD to ever hold gold in the BLPW, You have sadly underestimated us. Being that blind will come back to hurt you, just ask your buddy Ryan Hall and ask him how his neck is? Go ask Dunn and see the lump on the back of his neck then ask yourself if we are the pushovers who see us as. Remember boys, we wanted this match, we demanded this match and we know suckers when we see them and when you guys first stepped in the BLPW we know we could hook you line hook and sinker. Do you think we would throw the lines on the line if we knew we couldn’t win? Do we look that retarded? I don’t think so. Fact is Chad, Brain. This is the biggest tag match of your careers and you don’t even know it and when it’s all said and done, when the smoke settles, this title will be right where it belongs, around my waist.”
Joe takes the Tag title and tosses it up on the counter.
“Consider yourself warned.”
FTB………………………………..................................
The scene opens up inside a class room, a science class room from high school. In front of the class room is a long counter where experiments could be done in front of the class. On the counter are several white boxes. What’s in the boxes is unknown. Written on the blackboard in back of the counter is the word Cataclysm which the name for the up coming BLPW PPV in which the BLPW tag team titles will finally be defended. Also on the blackboard is a pull down map of the world, you know one of those huge maps the teacher would pull down to hide something written under it. That’s the set for today, a class room and in walks the teacher, wearing a white lab coat one half of the BLPW Tag Team champions Double J Joe Jones.
Joe walks in and is wearing some ear muffs. He stands behind the counter and reaches up and takes the ear muffs off.
“Okay….” Joe holds up the ear muff showing them off to the students, if there was any, but just go with him here, just pretend the class room is full of eager kids willing to listen and learn.
“I was going to throw these out but I better hang on to these because I have a feeling I’m going to use them. Don’t get me wrong, these aren’t used to not hear someone yap for hours on end but there to stop my ears from bleeding.”
Joe sets them down on the counter.
“Ironically by the way Brain, these ear muffs available from the BLPW trainers. They handed them out the day I first signed with the BLPW. The rest of the roster use them to not hear me and have been faithfully using them for years. I know no one hears me, listens to me or takes me serious but for some gosh darn reason I do win matches in the BLPW, I even have won a title or two. Maybe you have heard that I am a past champion around here? I know, I said that before but you know, no one listens to me. I always love to see the shocked, stunned, dumbfounded look on their faces after I beat them. Oh it’s classic. Their jaws hang down and they have a puzzled look on their faces and I can see it in their minds, “How did that guy just beat me?” You know Brain, you should try to tell me something I don’t know.”
Joe adjust his lab coat as he takes a step to the side to stand behind the first box on the counter.
“I couldn’t help but notice a few things about you Brain. First you can talk the talk like none other, you can surly hype your self up with the best of them and I’m glad you know that you’re a ego manic. I was wondering there for a second. I also love how you think you’re the best thing since sliced bread but you k now Brain, the second real deal of the BLPW, there is a old saying.”
Joe lifts the box up and tosses it on the floor and under the box is a huge pile of dog shit….fresh dog shit.
“If it looks like shit, smells like shit and acts like shit, then it must be shit. Fell free to taste it if you wish but I’m pretty sure it’s shit. There’s one thing I don’t get about the EoD. Sanders, Lone Star, even the World champion and myself included can mention something we achieved in our past and you guys act like that is nothing, it’s meaningless, has no bearings to the conversation but yet, when it comes to the EoD, well now, no one in the BLPW can even stand in your shadows let alone try to come up with a story of some match that even comes close to what the EoD has accomplished in the past. What anyone in the BLPW has done, nope doesn’t count, what the EoD has done in the past, that means everything and you should just quit now because you can’t even come close to our greatness. I don’t get it. If you ask me that’s pretty shitty. If you don’t give two shakes about what I have accomplished in the wrestling world then I don’t care what you did either. Now you might count this as whining or bitching but I’m just bring up a fact. You say we haven’t been in the ring against anyone as great as you, I want to disagree.”
Joe steps over to the World map and tugs on it to roll it up. Behind the map is two lists. One list has some of the greats Joe has faced and the other has everyone Proffitt and Chad Kaos have faced in the BLPW.
“As you can see I have faced some guys that are better than you. Look here. I’ve faced Shawn Sanders, Mathew Bright, Craig Williams, Sigma, JC Michaels, Simon, Eternity….okay so that is a stretch on Eternity. Lopan. You know only some of the best in the BLPW. I used the internet to find out who you guys have faced before coming to the BLPW and Google asked me who the hell Brain Proffitt was so here is a list of the guys you have faced in the BLPW. Dawg, Glacier, Mathis, Sniper, Garza, and Dork himself.”
Joe faces the class.
“Your right Brain, I haven’t faced guys like that, I’ve faced better. Which brings me to my next point.”
Joe removes another box from the counter and under it is a Wal Mart vest.
“Throwing out terms like, Always, career suicide, inevitable, earned, claim, icons is just lame Brain. For a second I didn’t know if you were talking to us or your mom for working as a door greeter at Wal-Mart, which is where I got this vest by the way. Big talk gets you no where. Making promises gets you know where. Implying that stepping in the ring against you will be the end all of the world or our life is just silly. First, if you did kill us in the ring I’m pretty sure you would be picked up on murder and then you wouldn’t be able to wrestle anymore and you Mom would have to a second job at the Piggy Wiggle as a bagger. Secondly, I’m don’t have a tough guy act. If you took the 15 second to listen to me, which you don’t I’m more a smart ass kind of guy. I don’t care if you’re Jesus or Hitler, You step in the ring with me, I’ll just kick you in the nuts and bring you to your knees. Also Brain I would like to point out another fact to you.”
Joe removes the box on the counter next to the vest and in it is a picture of the BLPW Tag Team champions that has been ripped in half, leaving only Shawn Sanders.
“I know I don’t rate on your little scale but there is two of us Brain. And while this Monday night will be the first time we will defend the BLPW Tag Team titles, it’s not for a lack of trying. Ever since we won these title we have begged guys to face us. We issued open challenge after open challenge. We posted to other federations to send your best, come take our titles if you can. We were on every Epic throwing the titles on the line and no one wanted them. It’s almost like a curse. We busted our asses off to get the titles in the tournament and as soon as we won them no one wanted to face us to get them…..until we picked on the EoD and now you guys get the very first shot as them. So who is mediocre now? Us for not having anyone in the BLPW who have the balls to face us or you guys for being the only ones to finally except our challenge to a Tag Team title match? Also Brain, we issued that challenge to any members of the EoD and only you two even acknowledge it? To me that can mean only one thing. You two are the lowest on the pecking order. You two are the bottom feeders. We have been at arms with each and every member of the EoD and while it’s been fun and all, only you two get to face us. Sanders and I want to face all of you, singles, tag, doesn’t matter but when we said “Okay guys, want titles? Come get them?” You all had different agendas. Are we mediocre? No I say the EoD is. Again all talk, no action.”
Joe then stands behind another box, one of three that are left.
“While I love to see how the other guys in the locker room live and who their wives are and see their kids and all from time to time, I couldn’t help but notice one thing about your kid Brain. I might be out of line here but then again no one will see this so who cares, But Brain your kid looked more like….”
Joe picks up the box and there is a picture of Hazy Jay.
“Your buddy Hazy Jay than you. That’s just what I think. Moving on.”
Joe removes the second to last box and under it is a broken record.
“No one listens to me but I swear Brain you LOVE to hear your self talk. After the first couple of times you said Sanders and I have no chance in hell of winning the match and how much we will regret putting the title on the line, I think I got the drift of what you were saying. I didn’t need another 15 minute onslaught of noise to tell me how we lose, regret, sob, hurt, bleed, fall of the face of the earth. I think I know where you stand and how you feel about us. And lastly.”
Under the final box is the game of Sorry. Joe tosses the box aside.
“Sorry guys but you know what, in life things always don’t go they way you see them. While you have grand visions of seeing yourself as the only members of the EoD to ever hold gold in the BLPW, You have sadly underestimated us. Being that blind will come back to hurt you, just ask your buddy Ryan Hall and ask him how his neck is? Go ask Dunn and see the lump on the back of his neck then ask yourself if we are the pushovers who see us as. Remember boys, we wanted this match, we demanded this match and we know suckers when we see them and when you guys first stepped in the BLPW we know we could hook you line hook and sinker. Do you think we would throw the lines on the line if we knew we couldn’t win? Do we look that retarded? I don’t think so. Fact is Chad, Brain. This is the biggest tag match of your careers and you don’t even know it and when it’s all said and done, when the smoke settles, this title will be right where it belongs, around my waist.”
Joe takes the Tag title and tosses it up on the counter.
“Consider yourself warned.”
FTB………………………………..................................