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Old 10-16-2017, 06:30 PM
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Time: After Meltdown
Setting: Backstage

Backstage was never a friendly place for a wrestler. Everywhere you go, you would always find someone who looked like a threat to your spot, a piranha; waiting to bite after a charade that manipulates the heart and those who just seem untrustworthy.

But even so, everyone could agree that what happened to Obi Okafor during his match against War Zone was among the most brutal, horrifying squash- no; assaults they had ever since in their careers. And as they watched the medics carry the cold, lifeless and bloodied body of Obi away, perhaps for good; they thought and shivered at the fact that this could have easily been their fate.

War Zone was dangerous, everyone knew that; but his strength and will to fight on despite insurmountable odds was his downfall. And they exploited it to the best of their abilities. Even so, no one could have predicted the actions of War Zone during his vicious attack on Obi Okafor. On this day, he had cemented himself as the most feared wrestler in the locker room. There would be no man who would come near him and dare mess with him, lest they come out with injuries that stunt careers, permanent scars on the body and mind; and perhaps, never come back at all.

Except one. The man who had lead War Zone to his first victory in the WZCW battleground, Troy Excellence; while everyone was watching in sheer shock and concern over Obi Okafor's life, Troy was rambling on about how amazing War Zone did and how he 'showed the locker room' what he was capable while War Zone stands victorious, leaning over a wall and nodding to his every word.

Troy Excellence:
That right there was some of the finest work from any wrestler i've ever seen! That Kanye West wannabe didn't stand a chance against you, not even for all the feathers and royalty in the world!


War Zone:
Yes. The military option against the 'invisible nation' of New Angola has successfully been implemented and the operation to assassinate its leader has gone without fail. It was an honor to serve in the War of New Angola.

Troy Excellence:
And what a war it was! You ever hear about this Vade Weltsir guy?


War Zone:
(puzzled)
Vade...Weltsir?


Troy Excellence:
Yeah, you know. The most famed and sought after wrestling journalist in-


Troy stops and catches himself in the moment. He realizes that War Zone is not from this time period and thus would not know who this Vade Weltsir guy is or understand the meaning of 'wrestling'. As War Zone looks on, puzzled at his choice of wordplay; Troy thinks of a way to describe Vade in a way he could understand. Finally, he's got an idea.

Troy Excellence:
(Playing along)
He's one of the great veterans of unstoppable combat. Very powerful for his time, once took out 27 men with one shot.

War Zone:
(Intrigued)
Hmm...impressive. What does he say?


Troy Excellence:
Well, he says that the damage done to Obi Okafor was so great; chances are, he may never wrestle again! To make matters worse, he's been forced to resign his role as prince of New Angola altogether as his people are so embarrassed by his (ahem) 'failure' to stop the 'Wicked demon' and his 'Satan touch'.


War Zone:
(Takes pride in the news, almost taking delight in the fact that he practically ended Obi's career)
It seems that the military option has gone down better than even Mr. President could have imagined.


Troy Excellence:
Indeed it has my friend. And with my help, you tore down his empire and laid down the groundwork to your very own! The Empire of War!


War Zone:
An empire of war...That is an empire I wish to rule.


Troy Excellence:
And rule you shall, now that you have General Troy by your side- That is, if you still want me.


War Zone looks at him bluntly.

War Zone:
Enough of the mind games my friend, you have clearly proven to be a worthy adversary and a true leader in combat.


Troy Excellence:
(gets closer to him)
So i'm a keeper then?


War Zone:
(slowly pushes him aside, beat; then speaks)
For as long as you can show me the path to victory, you shall remain my general.


Troy Excellence:
Excellent! That's what I like to hear. General Troy and his Ultimate Soldier, War Zone! The unstoppable duo on it's never ending journey to create it's unholy empire of war! And perhaps soon, we can claim what we have been waited for: A badge for our unwavering and undying loyalty to Mr. President.


War Zone:
The road to Unscripted shall be long and arduous, but I believe that you by my side; we will be able to win the battle for the badge and cement our legacy in the WZCW battleground.


Troy Excellence:
Absolutely! All in all, a good day in the office and you know what that means when there's a good day in the office?


War Zone:
Yes. A break to Clippy's. Finest bar in all of America, and the perfect place for the weary soldiers to rest their heads and celebrate the joys of life and connect to one another in a personal light.


Troy Excellence:
And that's not all! Remember when I told you I was gonna find a real stunner for you to be by your side along with your's truly?


War Zone:
I faintly remember this notion. Why do you ask?


Troy Excellence:
Well... (chuckles), let's just say she's on her way here; and if i'm correct, she should be here any moment.


Then, the two hear of a limo approaching it's way to the parking lot of the arena; Troy smiles with glee as War Zone once again appears baffled by the events occurring right before him.

Troy Excellence:
Like now!


He motions War Zone to walk up to the arena's entrance; despite still showing some confusion, he decides to follow his game to see what he has in store for the Ultimate Soldier. When they arrive, Troy begins to present her arrival.

Troy Excellence:
As your general Mr. War Zone, it is my honor to introduce to you; the starlet of tomorrow, the sultan of sultry, the queen of quintessential theatre…


Just as Troy is about to open the door, the door opens itself; and as it does, it carries a flashing bright light. This does not faze War Zone in the slightest; as very few things actually do. But he still wonders who could be able to afford to enter in such a dramatic fashion.

An extremely attractive blonde haired lady in designer clothes looks at her surroundings, abit in a slow and deliberate fashion. She smirks, slowly walking over to the barbaric War Zone and a smiling Troy; her hips swinging as if to tempt any testosterone fueled man to come over to her.

War Zone:
And by what name do you go by?


She smirks at the tank of a monster and backs away slowly.

???:
Deary, I go by many aliases. I can be (gives a wholesome and charming smile) the girl next door you fall in love with, or (nods, rolling her neck around while holding up a ‘rock on’ symbol from her left hand) the rebel bitch who doesn’t stand back from a challenge, or maybe (puts her left hand on her waist and rolls her eyes in an overdramatic, unimpressed fashion) I could be the queen bee at school, complete with a group of drones at the palm of my hand (walks up to War Zone, swinging her hips and walking in a snooty/holier than thou attitude; touching the chest of him in a seductive manner) and the hunky jock who doesn’t know any better.


War Zone looks at the busty, curvaceous woman, unsure on how to react. This would be considered an attack; but he knows that hitting a lady is not something prohibited in any army or military. Then, she backs off from him; continuing the demonstration.

???:
Or maybe i’m the damsel in distress that needs her prince charming to save the day. (Falls faint, putting her hands over her head in a distressed fashion) Help me! Oh help me Superman!


War Zone:
(whispering to Troy Excellence)
What IS this sorcery?


Troy Excellence:
(Shushes War Zone)

???:
I can even be your best friend, or if you cross me; your worst nightmare. But above all else, I am…(slowly extends her arms and leans her hips to the left as she reveals her name in a sultry, lackadaisical like manner) Kimberly Katherine Rollins.


K.K Rollins smirks at the two, both feeling differently about each the newest member of their alliance: Troy looks on with sheer joy and pride, having shown his client the girl they now partner with. War Zone on the other is just dumbfounded, he’s never seen anyone move the way she moves; much less a woman. The only ladies he’s known as the ones that take care of soldiers when they fall ill or get injured. And yet, the way she moves her hips does slightly intrigue him.

War Zone:
I must say. It is certainly like no other introduction i’ve seen before.


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Well darlin’, i’m no one you’ve seen before period. I can take any struggling project and turn it into a blockbuster in the blink of an eye.


Troy Excellence:
(To War Zone)
Yes, not only that; she will serve as our secretary and in cases where I am unable to reach you; be your substitute general. Think of her as the second in command.


War Zone:
The second in command...A good soldier must always have more than one opinion to go by. I welcome this news.

Troy Excellence:
Excellent! I can already feel it now, The Empire of War’s path to dominance has begun; and with the three of us together, nothing can stop us!

Troy extends his arms like a Saturday morning cartoon villain and attempts an evil laugh. But after only a few seconds begins to hack and wheeze, Kimberly comes up to Troy and gently puts her hand onto Troy’s mouth and lets him breath.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Might want to leave that to the professionals.

Troy Excellence:
(Breaths, calm)
Yeah. Good idea.


A few seconds of nothing occurs until War Zone breaks the silence.

War Zone:
Well, it most certainly has been exciting learning about our newest ally; but do you suppose it is high time to find our way to Clippy’s?

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Doing her fingernails)
Yeah, I don’t want to be kept waiting for a surprise. When Kimberly hears about a surprise, she wants it now.


Troy Excellence:
You two, yes. For me? I have a meeting to get to.


War Zone:
Understandable. With whom?


Troy Excellence:
A man named Milenko, an unusual gentleman who runs his own dark carnival and calls himself great.


War Zone:
Ah. I have heard of this Milenko person, yet have not be able to garner contact with him. I wish you luck on your exodus.


Troy Excellence:
(Heading out with his bag)
Oh trust me, if you know me; I won’t be needing it! G’night friends, I’ll check on you whenever I can!


Troy exits the arena, leaving only Kimberly and War Zone left. Kimberly nonchalantly looks at her new friend, she quietly notes that the place is ‘a little drab’ but ‘nothing she can’t fix’.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(To War Zone)
Well then, I suppose we should be heading off.


She holds out her hand in exchange of War Zone’s, he looks at her hand and slowly exchanges his hand in return. She fails to note War Zone’s unbelievable strength as she cringes over him holding her hand and immediately revokes her hand, blowing on it.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
On second thought, perhaps now isn’t the best time.


War Zone shakes his head and makes his way to Kimberly’s limo. As he does, he looks at Kimberly with a slight glare of annoyance.

War Zone:
Let this be a reminder, you may be our ally; but you still have much to learn about the War Zone.


War Zone heads for the door out with a slightly irritated Kimberly following suit, rolling her eyes in advance. It is clear that this is going to be a long night for the two of them.
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Old 11-05-2017, 08:07 AM
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¦Who Am I?¦


Who Am I?
I know who am I.
You don't know though.
You know why you don't know that?
No, you don't know that either.
Because you can't really know everything.
Because some mysteries remain unsolved.
Until eternity.
And beyond.
Just like me!
I'm the unstoppable mysterious force.
You will know that I'm coming.
However, you'll still fail to stop me.
You know why?
Because you don’t know me.
And you'll never know me.
Until then, fear me.
Because this is the calm before the storm!
And I'm that storm!
That you won't be able to survive.
Because I'm the conquerer.
And you're to be conquered!
Because I'm the hunter.
And you're to be hunted!
Because I'm the destroyer.
And you're to be destroyed!
Keep guessing about my identity.
And keep failing!
For you'll never know.
Who Am I?


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Old 11-07-2017, 10:45 AM
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Neither A Hero, Nor A Villain!
Why do you want A Hero?
To love him?
To get inspired by him?
No.
Don't create illusions.
You want A Hero.
To satisfy your ego.
To do whatever you like.
That's why you make him do what you like.
Saving your life doesn't make someone A Hero.
But you do treat your saviour as A Hero.
Fantasy ≠ Reality.
Why do you want A Villain?
To hate him?
To learn what you shouldn't do in your life?
No.
Don't create illusions.
You want A Villain.
To satisfy your ego.
To stop anyone from doing something you don't like.
Ending your life doesn't make someone A Villain.
But you do treat that someone as A Villain.
Fantasy ≠ Reality.
In Fantasy, it's
A Hero
VS.
A Villain!
In Reality, It's
Someone who does what you like
VS.
Someone who does what you don't like.
You know what this disguise makes you?
Like always, you don't know.
You're a venomous green tree pit viper camouflaged on a plant!
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Don’t worry, it won't bite you.
You know why?
Because you're more venomous than it!
Your venom is for your own pleasure.
You don't need venom for survival unlike that viper.
But you still use venom.
To divide humans in Heroes & Villains.
But I'm not naive.
I'm not a game to be played with.
Most importantly, I know you.
There's no Hero Without Villain.
There's no Villain Without Hero.
But.
I'll always exist without A Hero!
I'll always exist without A Villain!
Because.
I'm The Anti-Hero!
I'm The Anti-Villain!
Neither A Hero, Nor A Villain!


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Old 12-13-2017, 03:16 PM
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What's he going to do when he loses the belt? The quote from a podcast in early 2016 still sticks in the mind of our Hall of Famer. What will he do?

The words echo over black as “Video killed the radio star” can be heard. A phone light brightens the room.

Titus: No Leon I can't see you today. I am dying.

Titus Avison coughs loudly.

Titus: Yes, genuinely. I'll do my interview later.

Unfortunately for Titus he suffered with the worst disease a man could have. Man Flu. For 10 days Titus was struck down with it. Would he die? No.

The scene cuts to the Friday before his interview deadline. Titus is feeling fresh and decides to go for a stroll.

Titus: I'll do that interview over the weekend, what they going to do, release Pokémon Go generation 3?

They released Pokémon Go generation 3. Titus spent his weekend playing Pokémon Go.

The scene cuts to Tuesday. Titus is eating a meal.

Titus: I suppose I can do my interview before deadline as long as something ridiculous doesn't happen like my car breaking down.

That is exactly what happened.

Titus: Son of a bitch!
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Old 12-20-2017, 07:59 PM
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The Day of Unscripted-

Of course, the question people now ask would be: What happened to War Zone after he went ‘Red in Silence’ (what WZCW experts would later call this event)?

Well, War Zone returned to WZCW, just in the nick of time. He was scheduled for his fatal four way to determine which champion he would face.

There were many choices for them to consider: He could face Vox for the Mayhem championship and showcase a wave of brutality very few had ever seen, he could face Callie Clark (or as of the time of this writing Matt Tastic) for the Elite openweight title, but such a task seemed to menial to him. Him taking on some prissy rich girl who loved to cosplay? Doing that would look rather silly on a resume.

And then of course, there was the Eurasian championship: Miraculously held be the vaunted Titus Avion for over two years. Were he to beat him and be known as the man who ended his reign, he’d be seen as a legend. A god of sorts. No man on the face of the earth would dare want to challenge his hand.

But that was a distant future that would have to be put on hold for a time being. For now, he had other things to worry about: One of those things being how he was going to deal with Troy and Kimberly. Neither of them being exactly happy with his return after an unexplained absence.

But while Kimberly preferred to write down important notes in her notepad and paper in her usual nonchalant manner, Troy took things a little more...personally.

Troy Excellence:
(Stern)
Now see here War Zone, You may think you can control your fate around here; but as long as you are under contract, I make the rules. And one of those rules is that you should NEVER go anywhere out of boundaries without my permission unless it’s really important.


War Zone:
Mr. Troy, I apologize for my actions; But I-


Troy Excellence:
(Wags finger) Ah ah ah, There are no buts here! You see Mr. War Zone, I run a very tight ship amongst all of my clients. Did Arnie Anderson become a multiple time champion and one of the greatest technics workers of our generation without my assistance? (War Zone tries to answer his question, but Troy interrupts) Of course not! What about Neil Crowe? Arnold Schwarzenegger strongman competitor, can deadlift 500lbs for God’s sake, would HE have gotten anywhere without my guidance? (War Zone attempts again to answer, but the result is the same) Don’t answer that one either!

War Zone looks on, annoyed that Troy continues to interrupt him as he tries to speak his mind. Kimberly watches the scolding unfold, seemingly nonchalant over the whole thing and still taking notes.

Troy Excellence:
Now...I’m sure you’ve heard all about Mr. Sam Spades and his failed career. You’ve probably heard the rumors about how I ‘dumped’ him once things started getting tough. I will be the first to tell you, that is completely and utterly false! (An unsettling silence falls as War Zone awaits his next words) So, if that wasn’t the case...Then what went wrong for dear old Sammy? Why did he start off so high yet go out so low? (You can probably guess what happens next, War Zone tries to give an answer; but Troy interrupts him before he can. This time however, he seems a lot more angered) Because he was a druggie, that’s why! The sleazy sonuvabitch wasted all that poker money he won so he could smoke the pretty lil’ cocaine sticks he’d always carry around. Waving them around like some sort of pansy five year old who had won the prize in the cereal box, looked like a total dope he did.

War Zone looks on, baffled at the accusations by Troy. He had heard of Sam before, from the guys back at the gym; but he didn’t exactly know these details. All he had known was that Sam and Troy parted ways after some time, regardless; the wounds were now out and he was being showed the damage whether he wanted to or not. At this point, Kimberly’s started to pay more attention to Troy and War Zone’s conversation; but still portrayed that same look on her face, a look of annoyance and near apathy.

Troy Excellence:
I tried everything with that kid, showed him what he was doing wrong I did. I warned him, expressed my concerns, demanded him, begged him, gave him warning after warning. But he didn’t listen, he didn’t give a damn about the world around him. Even if the apocalypse were to occur tomorrow he wouldn’t care, because that was how he was. But the final straw came when I saw the bastard in his locker room, laying flat on his yellow and white ass, passed out with every known drug in the dictionary, terminated his contract I did, cancelled bookings, even told promoters to steer away from the kid even with a thirty nine and a half foot pole.


Troy softens up slightly, having ranted and raved about Spade’s apparent drug antics.

Troy Excellence:
Now, maybe it is true that I may have had a part in irreparably damaging his career and during his time with Excellence Inc, he was known as a fantastic in ring performer, but I had to think about reputation... (Troy immediately resumes his angered speech) And there was absolutely no way in hell I was going to let a self-centered, entitled, drug smuggling, money gambling, egotistical little PUNK like him ruin everything I had made up to this point in my life! So help you God, I come up to him ever again with ANY of my clients; I’ll tell them too-


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Deadpan)
O-kay Troy, settle down. Wouldn’t want to give you a brain aneurysm in your age, would you?


Troy looked at Kimberly, having at this point gotten up from her table to calm the poor man down. He had worked up a fever and it had showed from the sweat raining down from his forehead, but as he glanced at Kimberly and saw her smile: As slightly as it was, he eased up and calmed himself down.

Troy Excellence
(Calm)
Look...I got mad at you, because...well, I worry about you. You have all the potential in the world to do great things, god given strength, pure athleticism, an appetite for destruction. All the works, hell; there are things even Arnie couldn’t think of doing, like what you did to Obi...


War Zone remembered fondly, his very first win in WZCW and the most carnervous squash match perhaps anyone had ever seen in the company’s storied history. He practically ended his career because of that one match.

Troy Excellence:
But it’s when you do these foolish things that make worry ao these foolish things that get me all worked up, because it reminds me of what happened to...well, you know. Now, maybe your little escapade had some merit to it; and if it did: That’s great news and of course, i’ll always be around to rile you on when necessary. But you have to remember, as long as you’re under full contract Excellence Inc; You are to report everything to me. Understood?


War Zone:
Understood General Excellence…


Troy Excellence:
Good. Now, try to be more careful out there.


Troy heads out, but not before taking one last look at War Zone; after a few seconds pass, he sighs and makes his way.

War Zone shakes his head and sighs, muttering about how ‘some people refuse to understand’.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Slightly annoyed)
What? No thank you or something like that?


War Zone looks at Kimberly and her near animated expression, arms crossed; and a near pouty expression on her face, complete with puffed up lips. He sighs again.

War Zone:
(quietly)
Thank you Secretary Rollins…


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Cusps her ear forward and comes closer)
What was that, I can’t hear you.


War Zone:
(grumbles, louder)
I said thank you Ms. Rollins.


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Smirks, immediately changing her mood to being sickeningly happy)
That’s better! See, that wasn’t so hard now was it? Come here you, (extends her arms as she comes closer to War Zone; ready to give him a glomping if necessary)

War Zone:
Ms. Rollins, what are you-

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
A big strong man like you deserves a special reward for showing his sensitive side now DOESN’T he? (Flutters her eyes in a cutesy like manner)


War Zone:
(Backing away, arms raised like he’s about to be arrested by the cops)
Ms. Rollins, if you are thinking about hugging me: I may have to take military action. Please, back away as soon as possible!


Just like that, Kimberly returns back to her somewhat bitchy self; dramatically rolling her eyes and scoffing. (In case if you wondering how she could go from sweet and cutesy back into her normal self, Kimberly had just executed acting of a character she once played in a TV series called Duffy’s Got it Tuffy. The quirky adventures of a shy teen girl and her wishes to be popular in school alongside her best friends Kylie and Fozzie, complete with an animated alter ego who isn’t afraid to express Duffy’s true feeling. Kimberly was the manipulative cheerleader and main rival of Duffy, Sabrina Rinderstall was her name. None of this was important, but at least we learned something new.)

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Whatever...Not like I wanted to hug you anyway. Didn’t plan on catching ‘male sweat’ fever today anyway. Especially not in these clothes!


Kimberly pointed to her entire wardrobe, a classy styled grey suit complete with a black tie, white uncollared shirt, a pale turquoise pleated skirt, lavender socks and dark grey heels.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Do you KNOW how much this suit cost?


War Zone:
A thousand dollars?


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
More like FIVE thousand, and that was only the cheap suits!

War Zone:
Only the- (has had enough of today and changes the course of the topic) Look, Ms. Rollins; I appreciate the thought of me being introduced into your wardrobe fanclub, but I have very important business to take care of. And so do you. Now if you would please excuse me, I must prepare for the battle for the title.


War Zone starts to head off to near the entrance so he can prepare for his match. Kimberly tries to think of what else she could possibly do to grab his attention. She was not used to people snubbing her advantages in the way War Zone had. There was only one thing she could do. She had to unleash the smoking gun.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Is this about your visit with McCarthy?


War Zone stopped dead in his tracks, slowly, yet steadily; he turned his head around, stunned that someone like her would even bring something like that up.

War Zone:
...What?


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Oh yeah, I know all about it. You went to some town in Wisconsin named Appleton and went to the grave Joseph McCarthy was buried under and said some random mambo jambo about not believing in yourself or something like that, very nice performance and all.


War Zone:
(Amazed)
How...how do you know this?!

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Poses, right hand on her hips, left arm wrapped around her head; looking at War Zone and smiling in a mocking sort of matter)
I have my ways…


War Zone begins to see what has occurred. He may not have been caught, but he was at least watched: A victim of the C.I.A and surveillance. But surprisingly enough, instead of getting angry; War Zone sighs again, for the third time that night, shaking his head. This is not something of importance to him. Kimberly glances at War Zone and his almost conflicted feel and drops the pose. And for the first time since she first was introduced to War Zone; she seems like a normal human being.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Look man, I get where you’re coming from. You wanted to go back to where your roots were from, and that’s great! I give you kudos for that.

War Zone:
I thank you for your complimentary words...but I have a feeling I know what comes next…


Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Troy WAS pretty worried about you…


War Zone:
I understand that Ms. Rollins, but I felt that I had a natural duty to obtain to. And such a duty could not go unanswered. Perhaps I went crossed a line I shouldn’t have, going absent without leave on General Excellence. But in the end, I had to do what I thought was best.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
...You know something?


War Zone looks at Kimberly, awaiting whatever response seemed to come his way…

And then, she smiled...and for once, it wasn’t one her alluring, man hypnotizing smiles she used to flirt with the boys backstage. This was a true-born genuine grin on her face, a smile of respect, a smile of honesty, a smile of goodwill.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
I think that was really honorable of you to do so. The guy really seemed to mean a lot to you, and to come all that way just to go and pay respect to him; that’s worth more than any movie award I could garner. You’re a good guy Rob- (catches herself) I mean, War Zone.


War Zone:
Thank you Ms. Rollins, it means a lot to me that you believe that.


For once, all was well in the world of Kimberly and War Zone; for the first time since the two had first met, Kimberly had acknowledged him as who he really was and had humbled herself towards him. And then, the powering voice of Harrys rang out; it was match time.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Well, you’d better get going. That no. 1 contendership spot isn’t going to wait for itself.


War Zone nodded, and with that; the conversation was seemingly over…

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Oh wait!


War Zone stopped dead in his tracks as Kimberly rushed over to his side to give him something...something very important.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
Can’t forget your notes! (She hands War Zone some of the notes she jotted down)

War Zone:
Ah yes, thank you Secretary Rollins. I shall use them in good health.


Now for certain it was over with, the two went along their separate ways and prepared for what was to be the biggest night of the ultimate fighter’s career. For if he were to win he had the potential to face any champion not named Justin Cooper or Constantine. He was so close to achieving such an opportunity, he could almost taste it.

There was one other thing he was wondering about...

War Zone:
Why do her notes consist of her provocatively kissing an Italian supermodel? (The italian supermodel being Leonardo DiCaprio)


In the midst, back to where their long conversation had begun and ended many moons ago: You could see Kimberly watching War Zone read her notes. When she heard him recognize her drawing of her and Leonardo making out, she attempted to stifle a giggle; but alas, even an actress has her limits. And as she let loose her chuckles, she had kept the same, humble, relatable, sort-of cute looking smile she had shown a few moments before.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(In between giggles)
Just like when I was sixteen…


Yes, exactly like when she was sixteen. What that exactly meant? None could say for sure, but in the end of the day: All the signs pointed to confidence. Confidence not only brought back in War Zone, but also in Troy’s mind and Kimberly’s heart that War Zone would win the Battle for the Title and become number one contender to anyone he so dare wished to face, thus beginning the dreaded Empire of War.

HOURS LATER

He didn’t win.

But he didn’t lose either.

He didn’t even get pinned.

He was subjected to a fate far worse than anything of the sort.

He was screwed over by Yemerez, the damned commie she was.

And considering how well he responded the LAST time War Zone had failed, there was plentiful reason for Troy to be nervous as he paced across the floor.

Troy Excellence:
Oh, this is a disaster! A DISASTER I tell you! All that hard work we put to make War Zone the next challenger to the titles, WASTED!

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Doing her nails)
I mean...it’s not like he didn’t try.


Troy Excellence:
Oh, he tried alright. Tried his very heart out there! Doesn’t change the fact that he was unfairly locked away from what was supposed to be his by that...that snake in the grass Yemerez Reqonic! I tell you, I will go straight up to Mr. Burns and-

Suddenly, Kimberly puts her hand over Troy’s mouth and places a finger over her mouth to shush him.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
(Whisper shouting)
As much as I hate spoiling my new do on my fingernails, you may want to take a look at who’s coming!


Troy and Kimberly watched in solemn as they awaited the arrival of their wounded soldier. He was feeling alright, thank god; no real damage on his body. But then again, this was War Zone; he was not designed to feel pain. Even so, this did not stop Troy from being absolutely horrified when he saw him; and he ran up to War Zone like the overprotective mom on the playground, fearing for their child’s life when they accidentally bump their knee.

Troy Excellence:
Oh thank god! Thank god you’re alright! Listen, I know that this battle ended in defeat; but we can STILL become no. 1 contenders, all I have to do is present a case challenging the ruling of this clearly rigged match; if I can do so, maybe I can convince Mr. Burns to give you a deserved match against Ace and-


War Zone:
General Troy...don’t worry about it.


Troy Excellence:
(exasperated)
D-don’t worry about it? Don’t worry about it?!

War Zone:
No General Troy, it is not worth being upset over.


Troy Excellence:
(Stammering)
B-b-but what about the battle for the titles! The no. 1 contendership! What about fighting for justice?!


War Zone:
(Calm)
Those days shall come very soon. I promise you that. But until then, we must prepare ourselves to fight another day.


Kimberly looked at Troy, he had transformed into a babbling, stuttering mess; a far cry from the confident businessman he had portrayed himself as, and she realized this. And so, to prevent any further embarrassment, she held onto Troy’s hand.

Kimberly Katherine Rollins:
I think somebody’s ready for an asprin and reruns of the Golden Girls. (Looks at Troy, whispers, clenched teeth) Isn’t that right?


Troy Excellence:
But the-


Kimberly gives him a death stare, forcing Troy to resign to his fate.

Troy Excellence:
Oh...alright...I do love me some Betty White after all…

Kimberly smiles slightly and she and Troy head off, out of the backstage area and more than likely heading for Troy’s riverside house. As they made their way, Kimberly stopped and gave one last look at War Zone and smiled at him; once again with that uncharacteristically warm smile of her’s. War Zone responded with a military salute and the three went off their separate ways for at least one more day.

True, they had lost the battle for the title, but there was a longer war ahead. The Great Roulette War. The one event of the year that promised to change everything in WZCW, back then War Zone would have been angered at this sudden replacement when victory seemed at the palm of his hands; but because of what Joseph McCarthy told him, every war he would fight from here on in would be nigh impossible for the opponent to counter.

And may God help anyone who told him otherwise.
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The bored scout slouches in his chair, making marks on his clipboard. “I think we’re done here.” Everything about the man drips with unearned wealth, the from the tailored suit and gold-plated cufflinks to the received pronunciation with a hint of Oxbridge. A click from his pen as he replaces the lid. “Agreed, Peter?”

An ugly man, currently holding a good looking moustachioed blonde to the mat with a tight hammerlock. “Yeah, I’ve seen enough from him.” A rough sounding voice, as if he’s smoked a pack a day and gargled gravel for his entire adult life. He lets go of the hold and stands up moving to a corner and sitting on the middle turnbuckle.

The younger man slowly gets up, nursing his shoulder. “Jesus you didn’t have to try and rip my arm off.”

“You didn’t have to make it easy. Get out of the ring.” He reaches down, grabbing a half empty water bottle.

“Michael, if you could send in the next candidate on your way out. You confirmed your contact details are correct?” A minuscule pause. “Excellent, we’ll be in couch in seven to ten days. If you request we can supply feedback on areas you can work with your coach to develop.”

“I don’t have a coach, I’m a bloody pro!” the now standing blonde retorts hotly, annoyed at how poorly he had performed.

“Really?” The scout looks and sounds surprised at that. “Well that’s… disappointing, all things considered.”

Pete has less time for niceties. “Paying a promoter to book you doesn’t make you a pro, it makes you a yardtard with money. Get out and send someone who isn’t a waste of time in.” He stands again. “Or am I going to have to evict you?” Malicious snarl on his face as if he’s been personally insulted by the green kid’s ego. “Please say you want me to evict you.”

"Squeak" Not exactly an answer, but his decision to beat a hasty retreat from the ring was answer enough. As soon as the door closes both men start laughing. “You didn’t need to be so course in your dismissal.”

“Yeah, I did. If he’d stayed in the ring another second I’d have ripped the stick out of his arse and beaten him senseless with it.”

Any further talk of Michael is cut off by the doors of the school hall opening and what could only be described as a cartoon character strides confidently into the room. Dressed from head to toe in skin tight black and red fabric and a tiger mask covering his face.

“What?” Pete asks in a flat voice “Who the hell invited a gimp?”

“It’s an open try out, as you well know.” A momentary pause “and we shouldn’t think less of him because of it. What one does in the privacy of their bedroom…”

The Tigergimp rolls into the ring as Pete goes back to his corner. “Good afternoon, my name is Sir Reginald Ken II. In the corner” He points with his fountain pen “you will find ‘Blacksmith’ Pete Iron. We have been appointed as talent scouts by WZCW at this try out.” A pause to see if the tiger man understands. A nod is proof enough. “Please state your name.”

“Blazing Tiger.” The black and red man states firmly, in a definite East London accent. If he had any embarrassment it’s not visible.

He rubs the bridge of his nose for a few moments before looking up “Noted. Now please state your name.”

“‘Red Hot’ Blazing Tiger.” No hesitation, just Docklands cockiness.

“This is growing tiresome Mr Tiger. We require your name. Your actual name. You know, the one your mother calls you, or I’m told can be found on such things as your driving licence or passport.” Reginald has now sounding much more annoyed than he had just a few moments before.

This draws a snort from Blazing Tiger. “Mum ain’t ever called me nothing but a failure. My name is Blazing Tiger. If you’ve got a problem with that Reggie, get in the ring and say it to my face.”

“In this suit? My dear feline, I don’t think you lack appreciation for fine craftmanship. If your mother never taught you to appreciate the finer things in life, then I dare say that not only are you right, but I'd posit she never loved you." He keeps his eyes locked on the red and black striped man before him, looking for the slightest reaction to his maternal insult. Nothing. Interesting. "Who on EARTH sewed that outfit? A monkey with a Singer?” he brushes some imaginary dust off the suit.

“I did. I weren’t going to hire a professional to make it. I ain’t got a flat right now let alone the money for that.”

“I beg your pardon; did you just say you’re homeless?” For the first time this afternoon he sounds downright interested in this applicant.

“You heard me. I made a choice – put everything I got into this, or live cheque to cheque on zero-hour contracts until I fuck up and top myself. It was material or rent. I got enough friends to drift for a bit so it weren’t a difficult choice.” Tiger climbs to the second rope leaning over and looking Reginald dead in the eyes. “When I say there’s no one behind the mask take my word for it.”

“Very well Odysseus. I believe I’ve heard enough. If you would turn your attention to Pete the second phase of this try out will now begin.”

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