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Date Posted: 15:13:18 11/04/99 Thu
Author: Cold Steel
Subject: Heading for KC
Fade in…
The Scene: A private workout room of Gold’s gym in Miami, Florida. It is very well equipped with the latest hi-tech exercise machines. Greg Davies wearing only a pair of sweat shorts and a tank top is pushing hard on the leg press machine. Bobby McCann is just pouring sweat as he jogs on a treadmill. Bobby and Greg are looking even more ripped than before, it is obvious that they have been training hard for Gold Rush. Nightshade can be seen in the corner working on a heavy bag. The odd thing about what Nightshade is doing is that the heavy bag is man-shaped, which is to say that it has arms and legs. The camera zooms in a little more to reveal that she has cut Superkid’s head out of a recent copy of a Pro-Wrestling magazine and pinned it to the face of the dummy. After beating the pinned on face repeatedly she switches her attack, and begins kicking the dummy repeatedly in the crotch. Nightshade stops her assault on the dummy’s crotch and affixes a mans athletic cup to the mock-up. The cameraman cringes as she shatters the cup and the shards of plastic cut into the mock-up; it begins to leak stuffing.
Nightshade, that is a little harsh don’t you think. You’re not actually going to wear those, steel toe boots to ringside?
Nightshade stops punishing the poor dummy and walks over to talk to Greg and Bobby.
You’re goddamned right I am! If I get one of those bastards (Superkid, Python) in my sights they’ll be singing soprano in the Vienna Boys Choir. Call me a slut and a whore! I’m gonna cut off their testicles and use them as olives in my martinis!!!!!
Whoa! Calm down ‘Shade you’re gonna give yourself an aneurysm. Besides we’re aren’t scheduled wrestle ‘till Sunday and it’s only Thursday.
We have to stay pumped. We are leaving for Kansas City tonight. We’re going to comune with our people on the way. It’s Steel Wheels time.
Besides I have a little something planned. (Diabolical laughter)
What about The Revolution? What is your next move against him going to be?
You really don’t think I’m going to say in front of that camera. You two had better shower up. We have a plane to catch to KC.
Nightshade tosses each of them a towel and heads for the women’s change area.
C’mon Bobby we’d better hustle we’ve got a big night Sunday.
Fade out…
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