How quickly things can change. Big Dave was on top of the world at Kingdom Come...or as close as he could get without actually being champion, however a string of defeats at the hands of the fallen Hunter Kravinoff has left Dave looking vulnerable, something the increasingly unstable Barbosa and the proud up and coming Wasabi Toyota will look to exploit in this three way for the golden ticket that is the King for a Day crown. However, Dave may not even feature in the match itself due to a trial in relation to the disappearance of Hunter Kravinoff, will he make the match in time? It's all up for grabs!
*Chuck Myles is seen working at his desk. His concentration is broken by a noise coming from the outside his office and he looks up expecting a knock. As it never comes, he resumes his work. However, a few seconds later, his intercom buzzes and a scared-sounding secretary can be heard.*
M M Mr Myles your 11 o'clock is
*Before the secretary can finish, the door bursts open and Barbosa stomps into Myles' office, sporting a face like thunder and the demeanour of a hungover bear. He pounds his fist down onto the table before poking an outstretched finger into Myles' face.*
Manic: We demand that you find Hunter Kravinoff and reinstate his match at Apocalypse this instant!
*However, as quickly and forcefully as Barbosa had erupted into the office, his disposition radically changes and a big smile spreads across his face and he bursts out laughing, doubling over and rolling about on the floor.*
Myles: I'm glad you find the disappearance of one of WZCW biggest stars and the ruining of a PPV match so amusing
The Smoker: Oh, we do. We do.
Manic: No, we don't!
The Smoker: Yes, we do!
Manic: No, we don't!
*Myles cringes at the re-emergence of the multiple personalities he had tried so hard to control. How could have thought that the disappearance of another lunatic who thought himself a Wildman of the Jungle and a reknowned Freudian scholar could trigger this regression? However, the proof was staring him in the face - a grown man, a trained wrestler rolling about the floor simultaneously laughing, crying and arguing with himself to the point that he might even try to put himself in a chokehold. There was only one way that Myles was going to prevent his office turning into a one-man war zone. He would have to play along *
Myles: Gentlemen, please! This is doing none of you any good!
*Barbosa again quickly changes tact, getting up off the ground and taking a seat in front of Myles' desk.*
Myles: Now, what can I do for you?
*A look of incredulity appears on Barbosa's face.*
Depressive: Mr Myles, we are not here to demand something from you. We are here to thank you for our upcoming opportunity at Apocalypse. We must admit that before Ascension, we were coming in here to complain about being in an Apocalyptic afterthought of a match with Wasabi Toyota
Myles: A match that you accepted
The Smoker: Only because there was nothing else for us!
Depressive: Ahem As we were saying, we were going to complain about how win over the number one contenders to two of the major titles only got us a meaningless singles match with an overweight, nappy wearing, diabetes candidate but it seems like you have been helping us out behind the scenes all along.
*A look of puzzlement washes over Myles' face but before he can question his guest on what he means, Barbosa picks up on it and explains himself.*
Depressive: Oh come now, Mr Myles. You do not need to be bashful. Take pride in your keeping of your promises.
*There is a less than subtle hint of accusation about Barbosa's statement.*
Depressive: While it was Mr Bateman that delivered the news, we are sure that you were behind the promoting of us to the KFAD match.
Myles: Ah ah, yes. Of course, that was me you hardly thought I had forgotten all of your hard work on the promotional tour, did you?
*A flustered Myles fumbles through his desk for a piece of paper, which he read from.*
Myles: The cleansing heat leaves only passion
Through passion, we gain strength
Through strength, we gain victory.
And victory is all we require.
The march to Apocalypse has begun
That is good, good stuff. The apocalyptic nature of the erupting geyser works well with the general outline of the event. We might be able to use it in a promotional poster for the event as well as for video promos for your match.
*Myles' delaration comes off as a little forced and disingenuous, like he had only just looked at the marketing material but he was trying his best to make it seem that Barbosa had not been sent on that promotional tour just to get him out of the way.*
Myles: Speaking of which, I was surprised to see you on Meltdown. Was your tour not supposed to last a little longer?
Depressive: Yes, but once we heard of the Kravinoff debacle and the KFAD match for Apocalypse being in jeopardy we had to intervene to help the company.
Myles: How very thoughtful of you
Depressive: Of course, we did not expect to be placed in the KFAD match straight away but we cannot deny that it came as a pleasant surprise. You might say a serendipitous benefit of appearing at Meltdown.
*Myles finds that statement more than a little hard to swallow, inwardly cursing the impulsive thoughtlessness of Vance Bateman in changing the KFAD match without proper consultation. How was putting Barbosa in a position to become KFAD and worse still WZCW Champion any better than that idiot Kravinoff - the jungle man who got lost in a forest? At least Bateman had had the wherewithal to lessen the odds by making it a triple threat match but it still did nothing to convince Myles that he was any less of an idiot. That is all he seemed to be surrounded by recently *
Myles: Idiots and maniacs
*Myles felt the shock lap over him as he realised that he had said that last part out loud.*
The Smoker: What was that, Myles?
Myles: I was just wondering how you plan to deal with your opponents at Apocalypse?
The Smoker: The same way we always do with our superior intellect and in-ring ability.
*Happy to have gotten Barbosa on a different track, Myles continues to press on it.*
Myles: Care to elaborate on that any?
Depressive: Well, if you insist many of the same potential strengths and weaknesses of Mr Hammond that we spoke to you about last time apply equally to Mr Toyota. He has spent much of the last year in the tag team division so it less obvious how he will approach his singles career. However, in the instances that Toyota has been put in singles competiton, he has proven to be a very difficult opponent to deal with. Despite his appearance and size, he can be immensely agile and manoeuvrable, utilising various oriental styles not just from the more obvious sumo techniques befitting a rikishi but also from the more fleet-footed disciplines.
Myles: So how do you intend to overcome him?
Depressive: We intend to use another tenet of martial arts against him - using your opponent's strengths to your advantage. Obviously, his weight is a major stumbling block for us. As strong and well-conditioned as we are, we will not be able to lift him so that virtually rules out the Doppelgänger and several of our other high impact.
Myles: Virtually?
Depressive: There is one instance where Mr Toyota always exposes himself to the possibility of an improvised Doppelgänger.
*Myles baulks a little at the thought of Toyota exposing himself.*
Myles: And that is?
Depressive: His Banzai Drop. That is our opportunity to take him out and use his own weight against him. Once he ascends the ropes, there is a split second in which he can no longer see his opponent due to the angle of his ascent and his immense girth and hence his need to look around just before he lowers the boom.
Myles: It sounds like a very narrow and high risk window.
Depressive: With such narrow margins and high risks are titles and championships won
Myles: Indeed. What about Big Dave? Surely you are not focusing completely on Toyota?
The Smoker: Why should we focus on Little David? He is an accomplished loser
Myles: Just because you have beaten him before does not mean you will beat him again. He did pin you at Kingdom Come
Depressive: Rest assured, Mr Myles. We are not looking passed Mr Bail at all. We know he is a dangerous man inside that ring and he will be desparate to overturn his recent losing record and prove that his treatment of Kravinoff was not borne out of fear for his KFAD contrtact. We are also well aware that Mr Bail is more than able of going over the top to secure victory. Our masked ring attire proves that. However, his repeated defeats weigh heavy upon him and in his eagerness to prove not just to the WZCW crowd but to himself that he deserves to be KFAD he opens himself up to manipulations both in and out of the ring.
To that end, we may not have been telling the whole truth about the purpose of this meeting We need one more thing from you before Apocalypse
*A clearly nervous Myles shifts restlessly in his chair.*
Myles: And that is ?
Manic: We want an interview slot!
Myles: Okay, but I doubt that any of our staff will interview you after your public outbursts on Meltdown.
Manic: We can interview ourselves!
*Myles goes to disagree but knowing that he has gotten away easy with what could have been a nasty and iNJurous confrontation, he acquiesces his agreement with a nodd of his head.*
Depressive: Thank you, Mr. Myles. You shall not be disappointed.
*Barbosa rises from his seat and reaches his hand out; a hand that Myles accepts rather gingerly but Barbosa merely shakes it and walks out of the office. Myles goes to breathe a sigh of relief but before he can do so Barbosa scurries back in again*
Manic: We were just thinking as we are facing another of his former, but less successful tag partners and the man responsible for his disappearance, maybe we should call our match the Hunter S. Kravinoff Memorial Cup better yet, change the King For A Day contract to the Kravinoff For A Day contract!
Myles: Errr I will take that into consideration
Manic: Oh goodie!
*Barbosa bounds out of the room again and Myles can finally relax somewhat, breathing that withheld sigh of relief.*
Myles: Good God, Charles. What the hell have you gotten yourself into dealing with this nut ?
Christ Almighty! It must be contagious. I am talking to myself now! I need vacation
*The camera fades in with Barbosa sitting at a table with no one else present. Even the camera is a static fixture rather than being manned.*
The Smoker: So it is finally happening after seemingly endless months of jumping through hoops and meaningless contests Barbosa is getting our long overdue rematch for the KFAD contract. Sure, it is coming at the expense of poor, lost Hunter S. Kravinoff
*Barbosa puts a hand up to his mouth to stifle what was either to be a laugh or a cry.*
Depressive: but we shall not be letting such feelings get in our way.
The Smoker: Just how did Toyota get into this match? By hanging on to our coat tails that is how!
Depressive: Now, we have had a couple of run ins with Mr Toyota before and
The Smoker: Don't remind us... The view of those two enormous moons colliding in a diaper is forever seared into our memory. We nearly had to make an appointment with Kurtsey it was that bad!
Depressive: we already know who was the weak link in Pride of Toyota - Kravinoff's choice of us as a partner proves that indisputably.
Manic: Plus his rightful position as KFAD and WCZW Champion!
The Smoker: Quiet you!
Depressive: But now we must find out who was the weak link in another pair of former tag team champions, Brothers in Arms...
The Smoker: Beyond saving are we, Wasabi? Or is it that you realise that you cannot beat us so you have to get your excuses in before your inevitable defeat? Yes, that is it. We have an unerring habit of exposing the truth behind people's words and actions. You hide your insecurities by manifesting a sugar fixation. Well, all of the Twizzlers, Twinkies and Tootsie Rolls are not going to save Toyota from what is coming to him
Depressive: Come to think of it, we are making quite another habit of testing tag team wrestlers. High Society crashed and burned in the face of us; Graham and whoever he was going to tag with never got off the ground whilst the legendary team of Titus and Everest were brushed aside with ease
Manic: What about Dr Kurtsey? Did he not defeat us one on one?
The Smoker: We have explained this before. We let Kurtsey beat us so he would be another walkover in KFAD. And look how that plan turned out for us?
Manic: By getting our jaw broken?
The Smoker: Precisely... Wait, what? No! By Kurtsey and Kravinoff taking each other out, leaving us to claim... Ah forget it. Speaking of people who cannot beat us and tag team wrestlers we have physically chastened that brings us on to Big Dave.
Depressive: Just how desparate is Mr Bail getting? His actions prove that beneath his gruff and jovial exterior he realises that not only is he unable to take the WZCW title from Ty Burna despite having the advantage of planning and surpising the champion at a moments notice, he has been thoroughly surpassed by those chasing him; left in the dirt as his KFAD contract becomes all the more meaningless and undeserved. That is why he avoided us, that is why he went to such desparate lengths first deprive Mr Morgan of his fairly won KFAD contract and then from contention altogether.
*Barbosa gets a confused look on his face, seemingly mystified by his own words.*
Manic: Mr. who?
The Smoker: Morgan.
Manic: Who is that?
The Smoker: That is Kravinoff's real name. Andrew Morgan.
Manic: WHAT!?! That cannot be true!
The Smoker: Shut up. We told you to wait in the back.
Depressive: As we were saying before we were so rudely interrupted, Mr Bail is floundering. A frightened little boy realising that his time is up; that he is playing a game of men; a game that he cannot possibly win.
The Smoker: Let's face it Big Dave's confidence in himself is so fractured right now that he would not have the ability to beat an egg. And it is us that will take full advantage
Us who will complete the conquest begun Hunter Kravinoff.
Us who shall make Wasabi Toyota see the error of his ways in confronting us and us who
Manic: shall avenge Kravinoff!
*Barbosa gives himself a stern look before looking back to the camera.*
The Smoker: And once we have washed Wasabi blood from our hands and put Big Dave out of his misery, the post-Apocalyptic world will be a whole lot different. Ty Burna has never fallen from our crosshairs and with the KFAD contract in tow, his shining gold belt of Ty Burna will finally be making its way to its rightful owner.
Manic: But what if Austin Reynolds beats OOOOO . shiny gold belt! Forget about Hunt! Forget about Reynolds! We want that! We want shiny gold belt
*The interview ends with Barbosa jumping up and down before the camera knocking over the table and clapping his hands repeatedly shouting "shiny gold belt." However, just before the picture cuts out, he stops and shakes his head and can just be heard to speak again.*
Depressive: Like shaking keys in front of an infant
Nothing but the sound of a beating heart can be heard.
How could this happen?
It shouldnt have happened.
Somethings not right, but time is running short.
Be here soon, my friend.
Its time.
A suited David Bail opens his eyes as his attorney shrugs his shoulders, his hands are not cuffed but the law enforcement nearby wished he was. He stands up and takes a few paces before turning his eye to the direction of someone who seems familiar, a man with bleach blonde hair, clean shaven and dark sunglasses, he seems familiar but David is not sure where, but now is not the time to think about that but on what lies ahead as he heads through some doors to the sounds of a crowded court. Various people are in attendance but the only one recognisable from viewers congregation is Dani, as the rest are as nameless and faceless as the jury. David takes his seat at the defence stand as his attorney places up a briefcase and opens it in preparation. On the opposition table are a couple of smug looking individuals, an angry female and another lawyer whos demeanour feels like he has nothing to lose here.
All rise please!
The sound is muted and everyone in attendance has rose from their seats as the judge comes in, the name plate on the desk reads; Judge Daniel Read. He indicates the people to sit and they do so accordingly.
Ladies and Gentleman of the jury, we open case number 35266, David Bail vs. The Kravinoff Family. David Bail, You have been charged with assault, abduction and possible manslaughter of Hunter S. Kravinoff. How do you plead?
David sits contently before looking towards theadministrator.
Not guilty.
I wish to hand over the proceedings to the prosecution table if I may your honour?
The judge waves it by in acknowledgement as the smug lawyer stands up from the prosecution table.
Your honour, ladies and gentleman of the jury. On the night of Sunday 24th July, my client, Mrs. Kravinoff was waiting for her husband, Hunter, to come home from wrestling at the company known as Wrestlezone Championship Wrestling, on their show Ascension. She was denied this opportunity because as the footage shown on that programme, he was assaulted and kidnapped by Mr. Bail. And furthermore was left in a woodland area to be finished off. While the footage may not exist of Hunters demise, the evidence I have against the defence is insurmountable. He is truly guilty of all charges and deserves to be punished for putting Mrs. Kravinoff at worry, risk and safety for her own life. I would like to call to the stand, Mr. David Bail.
David rises, he doesnt give any reaction against the prosecution except a sigh. He walks up to a member of the law enforcement holding a bible.
Mr. Bail, do you solemnly swear by the Lord God to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?
I do.
The guard moves out of the way as David makes his way to the stand, taking a seat, awaiting the storm that rides in front of him.
You are David Bail, correct?
Yes.
You wrestle under the alias Big Dave for the company Wrestlezone Championship Wrestling?
Yes.
You've worked with Mr. Hunter S. Kravinoff with said company?
Yes.
Can you describe your relationship with him?
Do you wish to discuss how I work with him on a personal level or in a storyline?
A storyline? Mr. Bail, there is no time to games.
I am not playing any.
Very well, if you so wish to talk about both.
On a personal level, the man known to many as Hunter Kravinoff, but as we knew him backstage, Andrew. Was a rather thoughtful
Im sorry, Andrew?
Thats his real name.
Mr. Bail you are under oath!
Yes, and you refer to by my real name. Hunter Kravinoff isnt a real person!
Mr. Bail, are you implying that my client that I have worked with for many years is actually non-existent?
The man you worked with maybe real, but the name Hunter Kravinoff is not!
The judge hammers down to stop the tension.
Order! Mr. Bail, please resume with the original question.
Yes, your honour. Andrew was a rather thoughtful individual, cared about this company, worked well with a lot of people. I wouldnt have considered a friend but rather an acquaintance. We are currently scheduled in a storyline to compete against each other in a rivalry that is put on television, a rouse, or kayfabe as we know it by. We work together to hate each other, the nature of our business is to get people to watch us hurt each other.
An interesting theory, Mr. Bail. I must ask, why do you keep referring Mr. Kravinoff as Andrew?
Because thats his real name!
Objection is called from the defence stand. Your honour, I wish to have my opposition not question my client regarding the identity of Mr. Kravinoff, we have established that Andrew and Mr. Kravinoff are the same person!
Sustained! There will be no further questioning regarding Mr. Kravinoff or Andrews identity.
Very well your honour. So, Mr. Bail, regardless of the nature of how you refer to Mr. Kravinoff, you are under the impression that your disliking of him is because you are paid to dislike him?
Correct.
Mr Bail, I have to ask. Do you have a history of mental illness?
No.
Would you object to having a psychologist evaluate you?
Yes.
Why? You have been seeing a psychiatrist named Dr. Steven Kurtesy, is that correct?
He is not an actual doctor.
No? Why is that?
Because he is paid to play a doctor. My character, Big Dave, was in a storyline where I needed to visit him to progress the storyline. Mr Scwharz, may I ask do you watch wrestling?
Your honour, I am not a witness, I shouldnt be made to answer questions.
Just answer it.
Aside from the evidence I have witnessed and anything in relations to my client, I do not. Are we done?
Objection! Your honour, I feel this trial is biased based on the fact that my opposition is being represented by someone who isnt informed on the aspects of wrestling. He clearly doesnt realise that I act in a role and I am paid to do it.
Overruled.
Thank you, your honour. So Mr. Bail, if Mr. Kravinoff isnt real? Then is Mr. Myles, Mr. Bateman, or Mr. Barbosa, witnesses who have provided statements, not real?
Theres a difference.
A difference? Please do provide me such details.
Chuck Myles and Vance Bateman are actual people but use their real names in the realms of WZCW. As for Barbosa, he actually suffers from multiple personality disorder.
Thats cutting the details fine there, so one person can be real and others not?
Its down to the individual themselves, they establish a character to be portrayed in the company at their own free will. If they are real or not is not the important matter.
But with the case of Hunter Kravinoff, it appears to be!
Objection!
Sustained!
So, Mr. Bail. If Mr. Barbosa does suffer from multiple personality disorder, surely that is such a dangerous individual to be competing against week after week?
Wrestling is a good vent and yet, despite the drawbacks, he is able to remain focused. Its the one thing that keeps him focused.
Is that why he could only provide a statement and not be here in person?
Partly. The other reason is that he is scheduled to compete on a pay per view at Apocalypse, of which Im supposed to be one of his opponents!
One of them? Who is the other?
Wasabi Toyota.
And is he real or fake?
He wrestles under his actual name.
I see. But after your straying of us from the subject of why were here. Instead of giving us an education of wrestling, why dont you tell us what you recall from the night of Hunter Kravinoffs disappearance?
Well, Andrew and I had a sequence planned out. As part of a storyline going into a match against him at Apocalypse.
I thought you said you were facing Mr. Barbosa and Mr. Toyota?
I was originally facing Andrew, but his disappearance had the company change the match card, so I was to face Barbosa and Toyota instead.
I see, carry on.
So, as I was saying. Part of the sequence involved tricking the character of Hunter Kravinoff into going into a private screening of The Black Swan, to which it was actually a truck in disguise. I would drive the truck to the wilderness nearby, leave Andrew and challenge him to the match and drive off. Once the cameras stopped rolling, Andrew was to meet us about ten minutes later after portraying a sequence where he couldnt cope with the outdoors. We would drive back to the arena, pack up our bags and go home.
And Mr. Kravinoff never showed up?
He did not.
You said a sequence being filmed, were there any other people there? Camera operators?
There was Brian, he was the person who filmed the main sequence, but the rest was on a hidden camera, in fact, I was the only one who knew where it was so Andrew could portray the situation to the best.
A hidden camera?
The footage was to be shown the following week to add drama and intensity to the situation.
What happened to this footage?
I have it here right now, under Evidence D.
Davids attorney holds up the DVD thats placed at evidence D.
Your honour with your permission, I wish for the footage to be played.
The judge nods at the suggestion and a tv that has been sitting to one side is rolled in and the DVD is placed into the player. It takes a while to load, but it does eventually load. The sequence showed an amateur like film footage shot in night vision, suddenly piano music plays and words show up on the screen reading This was the last place of Hunter Kravinoff, We shall honour his loss by looking at the highlight of his career The footage now jumps at different footage of Hunter Kravinoff from the past year, different promo clips and sound bytes are played before fading out into a still image of Hunters face. Davids face has dropped, realising someone has tampered with the footage.
Something of sentimental value?
David holds his head in disbelief.
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We are further into the trial, the prosecution has been raking up evidence, which David has tried his best to defend, much to their ignorance. Hearing different statements from witnesses, we now come to a key moment where the prosecution calls up a witness.
Members of the jury, your honour. I wish to call up Andrew Morgan.
David sits in his chair as something seems familiar about that name. Up steps the individual with bleach blonde hair he saw at the beginning, hes about over six foot tall and still has the sunglasses on. He swears under oath and takes a seat at the stand. The prosecution questions him as David stares hard and feels something is starting to click together, he leans in to whisper to his attorney.
Jack, do you have the roster list?
What?
The roster list, with everyones actual name.
Yeah, why?
I think thats him, its Andrew Hunter Kravinoff.
His attorney checks through the papers as Andrew is recalling the events of ringing WZCW.com Radio when the news hit out that Hunter Kravinoff had disappeared. David doesnt care about that right now as hes focusing on finding out the news. Jack pulls up the paper and they scan through the list and read a single line where real names and gimmick names lie next to each other.
MORGAN, ANDREW KRAVINOFF, HUNTER.
It is him! Do we address it?
We should, but, theres someone Im still waiting to arrive first.
Andrews questioning by the prosecution has finished and Jack stands up to take his turn.
Mr. Morgan, do you recognise my client today?
Yes, hes known as Big Dave of WZCW.
In what capacity do you know him?
Through watching the shows, running a website to cover wrestling stories, rumours and events.
Have you ever met my client before?
Only at autograph signings.
I see. So would it question me to ask you Mr. Morgan that it seems mere coincidence that your name is listed as a contracted worker for Wrestlezone Championship Wrestling?
Its a common name. I admit, I share the same real life name as Hunter Kravinoff.
And its funny that hasnt been addressed until now is it?
Its a bit of pointless trivia.
Trivia? It seems too small of a world to be a fan of wrestling and conveniently share the same name as one of the wrestlers?
Objection! Hes leading the witness.
Sustained.
Jack turns to David and isnt sure what to do next.
I have no further questions
Suddenly the door slams open and in rolls Ace David in his wheelchair.
Sorry Im late. Stupid wheelchair access.
Im sorry, we are in session!
Your honour, hes one of my witnesses.
Carry on.
I have no further questions for Mr. Morgan. I call to stand, Mr. Ace David.
Morgan gets down from the stand and Ace wheels next to the stand but cant get in so he parks next to the stand and gives the oath as Jack goes to David who gives him some instructions before preparing to question Ace.
So, Mr. David, what is your relation to my client?
Were best friends, we started in WZCW together.
So what is your relation to this case?
Well, I know of the situation, but I had something that I needed to bring here.
Oh? New evidence?
Ace holds up a flip camera.
Yeah. My nephew is a fan of WZCW and I heard he met Hunter Kravinoff the other week. He got video footage right here.
Really? Permission to play this?
Your honour, I dont think we should be messing around any longer!
Overruled.
Jack takes the flip camera from Ace and plugs it into his laptop.
The footage eventually loads and it shows an eight year old boy. The footage starts playing.
Hey Uncle Ace, guess who I ran into? Its Hunter Kravinoff! The footage turns to show a man looking similar to the Andrew Morgan. As people focus on this, Andrew starts to slowly shift out. Hey Hunter, whats with the hair? Why have you shaved your goatee?
Look kid, I am not working with WZCW anymore. I wanted to use this angle with Big Dave to get out of the company, but Apocalypse couldnt come sooner and I wanted to pull a fast one.
The court room turns into shock and looking towards to Andrew Morgan whos trying to pull a fast one but is grabbed by the guards by the door. Hes struggling to get away but his sunglasses fall off and reveals that Andrew is truly Hunter Kravinoff. The judge hammers down calling order.
As the evidence clearly shows, David Bail has been cleared of all charges. Andrew Morgan, I am charging you with lying under oath and fraud, you will be trialled accordingly. David, you are free to go! Court is adjured.
The judge hammers and the court starts to empty out as David heads over and embraces Ace.
Cheers bud, you saved my ass.
Dont mention it dude. Thanks to my nephew, eh?
Jack approaches the two of them.
So, I think that calls for a little celebration, dont you think?
Nah.
Dave looks over as Morgan gets dragged out of the courtroom and smirks to himself but cant feel sorry for the situation hes in.
Im afraid, its time to get to Anaheim and show Barbosa and Toyota why I am damn sure deserve to be the King For A Day in this company. I almost lost everything thanks to Hunter, Im not going to let anyone get under my skin again, in real life or kayfabe. Now is the time to prove why I am deserving of where I am in this company, I will get to Anaheim, I will arrive at Apocalypse as the King For A Day, and I am damn sure leaving with as the King For A Day. And who knows, maybe Ill walk out as WZCW World Heavyweight Champion.
Dani approaches David and hands him a duffle bag.
Time to get going.
Thanks Dani. Ace, Jack. Time to be a King once again having spent time being a pauper.
David grabs the bag and starts heading to the court room door. He grabs his tie and pulls it off and unbuttons his top button.
Between the walls of reality and playing a character, I always give my truest. I may not be the best in this company, but I always give my 100% to the fans and to my peers. I may have gone down with Hunter Kravinoffs deception but now, like a Phoenix rising out of the ashes, I will prove once and for all that while people may come and go; eras may end for some, there is only one absolute. I am David Bail I am Big Dave and I am the WZCW King For A Day, accept the facts because sooner or later, you will be calling me your World Heavyweight Champion.
Big Dave throws the suit jacket on the floor as he leaves out of the courthouse, with Apocalypse awaiting him.
A large, pink and green banner with the letters NUNS painted on it is displayed above a beautiful wooden arch. The entrance leads to a wide area filled with a variety of different tents with signage of their own. Two men, appearing to be Wasabi Toyota and his trusty trainer Uncle Rocco, approach the entrance of the revered festival. Both are dressed rather nicely, wearing their best denims. They look at each other and nod, then proceed to strip of all of their clothes, revealing two masculine bodies , one quite a bit hairier than the other. They smile at each other and cheerfully walk through the entrance where they are greeted by an equally cheery and naked woman.
WOMAN:Hello, and welcome to the Natural Universal Nudity Seminar! Welcome back Wasabi and Rocco, you know where everything is. Enjoy!
TOYOTA:Ahh, don't you just love this place Rocco? Coming here is always the best three days of my week. It's just so relaxing and beautiful.
Toyota stands proudly, legs spread, his confidence and glory waving in the wind.
ROCCO:Yeah, I do enjoy this place quite a bit, buddy. For many reasons.
Rocco seems a bit distracted from his conversation with Toyota as he peers back and takes in the hind view of the cheery greeter, licking his lips in the process.
ROCCO:But I'm still a bit confused as to why we're here when you've got the biggest match of your life coming up in a few days. I've got a bunch of new dance routines to try out. We should be at the gym preparing.
TOYOTA:Shhh, not now Rocco. We're here for a reason. NUNS is a very important to me and this match. It touches me from a spiritual perspective.
ROCCO:What are you on about, boy? There's only one way the naked people here have touched me and it ain't been spiritually.
TOYOTA:Don't you see Rocco? You have to look past the physical. This is a wonderful place where people are exposed. Not just their bodies, but their souls as well. Usually it takes some hardcore beatdowns to reveal a person's soul and innermost truth. For example, when I beat the hell out of John Constantine last week and revealed him to be a weak minded, villainous coward. But NUNS shows you it all willingly, right off the bat.
ROCCO:Hmmm, yes, of course.
Rocco seems to have once again lost his focus, his attention on a tall, blonde woman entering the henna station.
ROCCO:Uhhh, anyway, yeah of course. Exposing people and whatnot. But why are you still bragging about your match last week? Sure, you're on a decent run and have beaten guys like Baller and Baez and Constantine, but that's not what matters. It's all about the future. You're about to step in the big leagues and if you want that KFAD contract you've gotta focus.
TOYOTA:Oh, I'm still focused on this week, Rocco. In fact, I've never been more focused. I've gone as far to increase my daily sugar consumption by tenfold. You have no idea what 200 pixie sticks can do to a man.
I realize I've been blessed with opportunity. I mean, little ole me getting a match for the KFAD shot? Scrumptious!
ROCCO:But don't you feel a bit odd about the whole situation? I mean with your former partner, a man you've both loved and hated, faking his death and causing unheard of chaos throughout the WZCW landscape in the process? I mean it's kind of a big deal, you've gotta have some feeling about it. You never even got any closure.
Toyota's face contorts into an otherworldly expression which seems to be a mix of anguish, bliss, and constipation. Just as he seems about to explode his face returns to a normal, carefree grin. TOYOTA: Honestly Rocco, I don't know what to make of the whole Hunter situation. There's still a lot there I'm unsure about and a lot that needs exploring. But for now I've decided I'm going to suppress all of my feelings about it deep into the recesses of my brain and just ignore ot. I'm going to go balls to the wall for Apocalypse and can't afford any distractions.
ROCCO: Well as unhealthy as that sounds, I'm not going to oppose. I've been suppressing feelings for years and looks where that's got me, to the NUNS!
But I still want to find out exactly how this is useful preparation for your big match on Sunday.
TOYOTA:Yes, let's get to business. I came here to show you how I'll be about to expose Dave and Barbosa for who they really are and expose their true selves. Let's start with David. You see those little boys over there playing king of the hill in their birthday suits?
ROCCO:I'd rather not look. I can't really afford another meeting with Chris Hanson.
TOYOTA:Just turn around Rocco, anything goes with NUNS! Anyway, you see the boy that's currently winning, battling hard fighting for his life to stay on top?
ROCCO:Yup, seems like a fine young man.
TOYOTA: Notice anything about him?
ROCCO: No, not really.
TOYOTA:He's one of the smaller boys, yet he's on top.
ROCCO:What are you talking about; he's the biggest one there. He has to be almost six foot.
TOYOTA:I'm not talking about that kind of big. He may be the tallest, but he is lacking a bit in the endowment department.
ROCCO: Umm, I don't think you can say that.
TOYOTA:Of course I can. The 6th Amendment, look it up. Anyway, watch what happens now. See how he is beginning to get overrun by some of the bigger kids and how he's beginning to feel like a total failure. He'd been overcompensating for his little guy the whole time and paid the price. He never belonged on top and his flaccidity proves it.
ROCOO: Regardless of how much you sound like a pedophile, it is convenient how well this applies to your situation.
TOYOTA: Yes, very convenient.
Toyota beings laughing manically for a few moments before regaining composure.
TOYOTA:Anyway, Big Dave is a not all that special. Or big. He lucked out and stumbled his way upon the KFAD briefcase in a crazy multiman match and has been in a downward spiral ever since. The nickname, the badass gimmick, the trash talking, everything. It's all him overcompensating for his shortcoming that I will help expose to the world soon enough.
ROCCO: So you're saying the reason Big Dave has struggled as of late is because he's been unsuccessfully overcompensating for undersized genitals? And you are going to be the one to expose this flaw?
TOYOTA:Precisely.
ROCCO: That's brilliant! And what about Barbosa, what's your angle with him?
TOYOTA: Look around, Rocco. Soak in all the people. The sights, the scents, the sounds. All of the drooping and imperfections and nipples that surround us. There is nothing for people to hide behind here as I'm sure you already know. Barbosa hides behind a myriad of different fronts and emotions which apparently scares a lot of people off. But there is nothing to be afraid of.
If only they were to see Barbosa in an environment such as this one they'd realize who he really is. He'd present his "one true self", as the Buddha wrote. And that one true self is not a devious scoundrel that he appears to be, but a scared, lonely child. One who invents multiple versions of himself in place of the friends he never had.
ROCCO: I thought you said Barbosa was pure evil, beyond saving?
TOYOTA:Yes, he has demonstrated extreme characteristics of EVIL, but I overreacted a bit. Almost everyone is capable of saving, with Barbosa it's just going to take a few extra scoops of hardcore justice. Really hardcore.
Toyota stands still for a few moments, staring straight ahead in the abyss. The wheels in his mind turning, thinking about how he is going to unleash his greatest serving of vengeance yet.
TOYOTA: Things must be done Rocco. I may not be proud of them, but things must be done.
ROCCO:So this really does mean a lot to you then? Nobody can resist the gold.
TOYOTA: Yes, it does mean a lot to me. But not just because it'll give me a shot at the fame and glory and riches that I'd incur if I became World Champion. The fact of the matter is if I become WZCW Champion I'll be one of the most recognizable names on the planet. Do you have any idea what that'd do for my message, how that'd impact world peace? It'd be just peachy. That is what I fight for.
ROCCO:Yes, peace and serenity and all that jazz. Can we at least do a little hardcore dance therapy match preparation though? I gotta to something to work off this ever hardening problem I've got forming.
TOYOTA: I feel ya, buddy. That breeze is more arousing than I remember. You got the boom box?
ROCCO:Of course.
Rocco pulls a boom box from who knows where and puts in a CD. The music begins and Rocco and Toyota starts dancing wildly. Bouncing back and forth and all around, everything hanging out for the world to see. It truly is a beautiful sight to behold. The scene fades to black as the music begins to play.
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