Post by Eddie D. on Dec 19, 2016 0:03:39 GMT
”Mandi, let me ask you something?”
We open slowly with a Star Wars like diagonal scene swipe to Laura Howlett wearing a decidedly none ugly Christmas sweater with the images of each of her clients wearing Santa hats. She sips on what we can only assume is eggnog while sitting in a large red leather chair before a fire place with a booming blaze.
”Do you not know who the fuck we are?”
She says with a bit of a smile.
”Please excuse my crude speech, I figured I would speak in a manner you could more easily comprehend, sorry, I mean understand.”
There’s a condescending smirk before she takes another sip of her drink
“We are the House of Howlett.”
“We are the Imperial Champion, the Man of Steel Champion, the Invictus Champion, we are home to the most dominate men in professional wrestling history, we are home to the very literal future of this industry.”
“We OWN Imperial Wrestling.”
“That is who we are, that is what we do, there isn’t a man or woman in this promotion who can stop us and everyone who has tried has found themselves beneath our boots.”
“So who are you?”
She pauses to wait for an answer or think of her next insult.
”The arm piece of Steve Awesome? His current but not forever infatuation? Another in a long line of conquests before he becomes distracted by someone else?”
“Who is Mandi Matthews besides a girl who occasionally plays a role in the life of Steve Awesome?”
“A sad sorry excuse for a woman whose only role in life is to prop up the man of her fondest sexual fantasies. Sorry if I’m speaking above your intellect here, let me dumb it down for you.”
“You’re just a piece of ass he pretends to love when it suits him.”
She raises her eyebrows a bit and sips again.
”I know you want to believe that everything Steve Awesome has done has been to provide for his ‘family’ but let’s be honest here. History has shown us Steve Awesome only does what suits him best. That’s why he rolled with the punches as my clients and I strung him along, giving him ever more embarrassing tasks until the day he broke. He didn’t care that we attacked his friends and co workers, it didn’t bother him at all as we strung up Nighthawk or massacred the challengers in the Extinction Event.”
“The only time we went too far is when we put the chair in his hand and told him to kill Jayson Matthews.”
“How goddamn surprising that Steve Awesome was perfectly willing to play nice right up until it directly effected him and then of course he chose this most opportune moment to switch sides and join the supposed good fight against us…”
“Cashing in when it suits him best.”
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised and I’m not, Mandi because this was the plan the whole time. We give Steve Awesome enough rope to hang himself. And now that he has finally taken the bait we take the woman he supposedly loves and absolutely annihilate her right before his eyes.”
She sits forward feigning shock.
”Oh I’m sorry did you actually think we were going to play nice with Steve Awesome’s contract on the line? Oh no, poor Mandi, you actually believe in good and evil, right and wrong and that because I agreed to a match it was going to be a fair fight.”
“Poor dumb girl.”
“This fight isn’t going to be fair. The entire House of Howlett is going to be ring side while I beat your ass into the ground and if your incompetent brother or inept significant other even think of getting involved they will both be buried right along side you.”
“It’s six on three, sweetie, we’ve got the numbers, we’ve got the power and we’ve got the conract.”
“We’ve got it all.”
“And you? All you’ve got are the arms of that selfish little weasel to climb into as a consolation prize a significant turn of events considering you are generally the prop he uses to stand. Let’s hope when it’s all said and done he still loves the woman who cost him his livelihood.”
She sits back in her chair, cradling her cup as we slowly fade to black.
The scene reopens now where Zasshu’s promo left off. Laura Howlett and her masked client are walking down the hall way of their hotel for the week, Laura stopping and taking a playful look back at the man in the mask who is oddly out of place in these surroundings. She opens the door and ash walks in she slips her business coat off hurling it across the room turning to face the man in the mask as he closes the door behind him.
However the look in his eyes is not one of a man ready for a sexual escapade, instead he looks deeply troubled and a little sad as he reaches up to unfasten his mask.
”Akihiro?”
Slowly he removed it and let it drop to the floor besides him, of course she had seen his face before on several occasion but this time marked a stark contrast from any time before it. He looked upset.
”I know that you have had sexual intercourse with Cable.”
The precise way in which he spoke always seemed odd to her, he had said his mother taught him “proper” English as opposed to the broken English most Americans speak, she just assume he carefully chose his words to hide his emotions, though now she could see it was to hide his anger.
”Akihiro-“
”Please, I do not wish to hear excuses. I pushed you away and that is my own fault.”
He paused and she could how much she hurt him, with all the pain she had already caused him, sleeping with Cable was like another shovel load on top of the grave of what they had.
”I… I’m sorry.”
”Don’t be. Cable is not what I wished to discuss.”
”Then what?”
He sighed deeply as he approached the small arm chair, sitting almost haphazardly into it.
”Jimmy Snart… He wants my help to destroy you.”
She was shocked, not that Jimmy Snart wanted to ruin her life but that Zasshu had spoken to him behind her back.
”That son of a bitch…”
”I want your help.”
”Of course. Anything.”
He looked up at her, an immense weight bearing down on him as he spoke.
”To kill him.”
Fade…
We open slowly with a Star Wars like diagonal scene swipe to Laura Howlett wearing a decidedly none ugly Christmas sweater with the images of each of her clients wearing Santa hats. She sips on what we can only assume is eggnog while sitting in a large red leather chair before a fire place with a booming blaze.
”Do you not know who the fuck we are?”
She says with a bit of a smile.
”Please excuse my crude speech, I figured I would speak in a manner you could more easily comprehend, sorry, I mean understand.”
There’s a condescending smirk before she takes another sip of her drink
“We are the House of Howlett.”
“We are the Imperial Champion, the Man of Steel Champion, the Invictus Champion, we are home to the most dominate men in professional wrestling history, we are home to the very literal future of this industry.”
“We OWN Imperial Wrestling.”
“That is who we are, that is what we do, there isn’t a man or woman in this promotion who can stop us and everyone who has tried has found themselves beneath our boots.”
“So who are you?”
She pauses to wait for an answer or think of her next insult.
”The arm piece of Steve Awesome? His current but not forever infatuation? Another in a long line of conquests before he becomes distracted by someone else?”
“Who is Mandi Matthews besides a girl who occasionally plays a role in the life of Steve Awesome?”
“A sad sorry excuse for a woman whose only role in life is to prop up the man of her fondest sexual fantasies. Sorry if I’m speaking above your intellect here, let me dumb it down for you.”
“You’re just a piece of ass he pretends to love when it suits him.”
She raises her eyebrows a bit and sips again.
”I know you want to believe that everything Steve Awesome has done has been to provide for his ‘family’ but let’s be honest here. History has shown us Steve Awesome only does what suits him best. That’s why he rolled with the punches as my clients and I strung him along, giving him ever more embarrassing tasks until the day he broke. He didn’t care that we attacked his friends and co workers, it didn’t bother him at all as we strung up Nighthawk or massacred the challengers in the Extinction Event.”
“The only time we went too far is when we put the chair in his hand and told him to kill Jayson Matthews.”
“How goddamn surprising that Steve Awesome was perfectly willing to play nice right up until it directly effected him and then of course he chose this most opportune moment to switch sides and join the supposed good fight against us…”
“Cashing in when it suits him best.”
“I guess I shouldn’t be surprised and I’m not, Mandi because this was the plan the whole time. We give Steve Awesome enough rope to hang himself. And now that he has finally taken the bait we take the woman he supposedly loves and absolutely annihilate her right before his eyes.”
She sits forward feigning shock.
”Oh I’m sorry did you actually think we were going to play nice with Steve Awesome’s contract on the line? Oh no, poor Mandi, you actually believe in good and evil, right and wrong and that because I agreed to a match it was going to be a fair fight.”
“Poor dumb girl.”
“This fight isn’t going to be fair. The entire House of Howlett is going to be ring side while I beat your ass into the ground and if your incompetent brother or inept significant other even think of getting involved they will both be buried right along side you.”
“It’s six on three, sweetie, we’ve got the numbers, we’ve got the power and we’ve got the conract.”
“We’ve got it all.”
“And you? All you’ve got are the arms of that selfish little weasel to climb into as a consolation prize a significant turn of events considering you are generally the prop he uses to stand. Let’s hope when it’s all said and done he still loves the woman who cost him his livelihood.”
She sits back in her chair, cradling her cup as we slowly fade to black.
The scene reopens now where Zasshu’s promo left off. Laura Howlett and her masked client are walking down the hall way of their hotel for the week, Laura stopping and taking a playful look back at the man in the mask who is oddly out of place in these surroundings. She opens the door and ash walks in she slips her business coat off hurling it across the room turning to face the man in the mask as he closes the door behind him.
However the look in his eyes is not one of a man ready for a sexual escapade, instead he looks deeply troubled and a little sad as he reaches up to unfasten his mask.
”Akihiro?”
Slowly he removed it and let it drop to the floor besides him, of course she had seen his face before on several occasion but this time marked a stark contrast from any time before it. He looked upset.
”I know that you have had sexual intercourse with Cable.”
The precise way in which he spoke always seemed odd to her, he had said his mother taught him “proper” English as opposed to the broken English most Americans speak, she just assume he carefully chose his words to hide his emotions, though now she could see it was to hide his anger.
”Akihiro-“
”Please, I do not wish to hear excuses. I pushed you away and that is my own fault.”
He paused and she could how much she hurt him, with all the pain she had already caused him, sleeping with Cable was like another shovel load on top of the grave of what they had.
”I… I’m sorry.”
”Don’t be. Cable is not what I wished to discuss.”
”Then what?”
He sighed deeply as he approached the small arm chair, sitting almost haphazardly into it.
”Jimmy Snart… He wants my help to destroy you.”
She was shocked, not that Jimmy Snart wanted to ruin her life but that Zasshu had spoken to him behind her back.
”That son of a bitch…”
”I want your help.”
”Of course. Anything.”
He looked up at her, an immense weight bearing down on him as he spoke.
”To kill him.”
Fade…
Well howdy there pardner.