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Date Posted: 20:36:57 10/21/01 Sun
Author: Xtreme
Subject: Back to School...Again!

(The scene opens up inside of a local Philadelphia Wal-Mart. There are people walking around the store, picking up things, buying things, you know, just going about their business. The camera view pans from aisle to aisle, and in each aisle we see people looking at various items. The camera view suddenly stops, and the cameraman walks down the aisle. This particular aisle is the toy aisle, and the cameraman turns the corner we see the man everyone wishes they were as cool as, Xtreme, and his ever present sidekick, Jake. Jake is fingering through the various toys, while Xtreme looks over the wrestling figure section. He picks up one that is supposed to be him, in another series of wrestlers than when he was at Toys 'R' Us. He looks over it, and his faces contorts into a look of disgust. Jake picks up a stuffed animal rabbit, and looks over to Xtreme)


Jake: Whats wrong, Xtreme?


Xtreme: This looks nothing like me....again! Aren't they ever going to get it right?


Jake: I think it looks like you, and so does Mr. Hop-a-lot. (Jake holds the stuffed animal up in front of his face and starts to talk in a high pictched voice)I think it looks juuust like you!


(Xtreme stares blankly at Jake for a moment, as Jake pulls the toy away from his face and smiles)


Xtreme: Jake....dont't EVER do that again.


Jake: Why not? (Jake holds up the stuffed toy again)Yeah, why not??


(Xtreme grabs the toy rabbit and flings it over the top of the aisle, in one of the next aisles. Someone in the distance can be heard saying "What the hell??" faintly. Jake looks down to the ground, with a sad look on his face and Xtreme sighs)


Xtreme: Oh stop pouting....You know I was going to do that eventually. You should know me at least that wel by now.


Jake: Yeah well I didn't think it would've been so quick.....Oh Mr. Hop-a-lot, will I ever see you again?


Xtreme: Sheesh...He's probably over in one of the next aisles, if you really want him that badly.


Jake: Oh yeah!


(An excited look comes over Jakes face, and he runs down the aisle and around the corner. On his way out of the aisle, he almost hits a woman who is walking into the toy aisle. She drops a box she is holding because of Jake. Xtreme then rushes over to pick it up)


Xtreme: Ooo, its a lady. A fine looking lady.


(He picks up the box for the woman, and gives it back to her)


Woman: Oh, thank you.


Xtreme: Sorry about my friend, he had to go look for something.


Woman: Obviously. Hey...aren't you Xtreme?


Xtreme: Why, yes. Yes I am.


Woman: Oh yeah, you are him. I just want to tell you that I think that stud Joey Jackson is gonna beat you up this week.


Xtreme: What are you talking about?


Woman: You and Lost Worlds have a match with Joey Jackson and James Sexton this week. Didn't you know that?


Xtreme: Of course I knew that....I just wanted to see if you knew!


(She gives Xtreme a wierd look)Woman: Oh yeah I also heard you and Assassin exchanged some harsh words backstage when I was on the internet the other day.


Xtreme: I have no idea what you're talking about...I have to go find my friend now before he....uh....look over there, its Joey Jackson!


(The woman looks quickly, and while she looks, Xtreme runs off to go find Jake. Jake still has not found Mr. Hop-a-lot, but is still looking)


Jake: Mr. Hop-a-lot! Where are you!


Xtreme: Jake, why didn't you tell me I had a match with Joey Jackson and James Sexton this week?


Jake: Maybe because I didn't know? You're the one in the GWA, why don't you know these things?


Xtreme: I don't have time for this Jake, we have to go home now and see if this is true.


Jake: Not without Mr. Hop-a-lot!


Xtreme: Oh, we can come back another time and get your a stupid rabbit! Come on, we have to go.


(Much to Jake's protest, Xtreme drags him from the aisle he was searching for Mr. Hop-a-lot in. The two begin to walk out of the aisle, but Jake comes willingly since Xtreme said they would go back another day. As Xtreme is dragging Jake out of the store, Jake stops, and runs for another section of the store. This time, its the video game section)


Jake: OOO!


Xtreme: Damnit, Jake! Come on! We gotta go!


(Xtreme chases after Jake who has run into the video game department and tries to find him among the aisles of games. He finally finds him playing a Playstation 2 game. Xtreme grabs Jake by the ear, and drags him out of the store and into the parking lot where Xtreme's car is parked. They get into the car and they Xtreme drives out of the parking lot)


Jake: How come we had to go in such a hurry?


Xtreme: Some woman in there told me that I hag a tag match with Lost this week against Joey Jackson and James Sexton.


Jake: Maybe she was lying.


Xtreme: Why would she lie about something like that?


Jake: Because she hates you like everyone else does.


(Xtreme says nothing, but slaps Jake across the back of the head. The car swerves slightly for a second)


What'd you do that for?


Xtreme: Just because everyone hates me, doesn't mean I have to acknowledge the fact.


Jake: So why are you rushing home so fast?


Xtreme: Well, to see if she was telling the truth. If she was....well...it could be pretty bad if I have this match and haven't found out yet.


(Xtreme continues to drive fast until he comes to his apartment garage. He drives in and parks his car. He and Jake then run up to his apartment where he opens the door and walks in. The mail has been dropped through the slot. Xtreme pages through the mail, but there is no letter from the GWA in it. He starts to get frustrated that the woman in Wal-Mart may have lied to him)


Xtreme: Damnit! That ho lied to me!


Jake: Wait look...you have a couple messages.


(Jake presses play on the answering machine)GWA Guy: Hello, Xtreme, this is Mr. Smith, Steven Fury's secretary. I was just calling to remind you that you and Lost have a match with Joey Jackson and James Sexton this week. Goodbye.


Xteme: Damnit! She wasn't lying! Now I have to get to the gym and train!


Jake: Wait, theres another one...(Xtreme stops a listens to the second message)


Man: Hello, this is the coach of the wrestling team in PS 113. I'm calling for Mr. Xtreme...we want you to come speak to the team because we know you wrestled back in school and we hoped you could come in and talk to the team. If you can come today, we are holding a practice today at 3. We hope you can stop by and speak to them about the sport.


(Xtreme looks at his watch and he sees it is 2:50. He stops to think for a minute, and then starts to walk toward the door)


Jake: Aren't you going to the gym to train?


Xtreme: Hell no! There might be people there who actually like me...we're going back to my school!


Jake: But what about Jackson and Sexton?


Xtreme: Forget them for now, we have to go back to my school and find some of my fans! Besides, I'll show those high school kids a thing or two about wrestling.


Jake: No, Xtreme, you can't hurt them.


Xtreme: I wasn't going to hurt them...much....


Jake: Not at all, Xtreme!


Xtreme: Fine....for now...


Jake: No Xtreme, not for now....


Xtreme: Damnit, Jake, lets just go already.


(Xtreme and Jake walk down to Xtreme's car where they get in and Xtreme pulls out of the parking lot. While driving down the street, Xtreme starts to speak)


Xtreme: Well, well, me and Lost seem to have our work cut out for us in our second tag match ever. Going through Sexton and Jackson isn't going to be easy...but it will get done. When has something we said was going to happen, not happen? Nothing comes to mind....unless you count when it was you two, Sexton and Jackson, who interfered with the Adrenaline Eruption match, and cost SSS the match, letting that bastard Kenjin win. Don't worry Kenjin, I'll get to your Maximus title soon...but for now, my focus is on Sexton and Jackson. Once they are defeated, me and Lost will be shoe in's for the next Legion title shots. Thats right, Jackson, you two are only stepping stones for bigger things for me and Lost. Sure, you two are good competition, but merely a obstacle in The Jackass path for more gold. Now that we have the Gladiator championship, gold is more than within reach. First the Legion titles will fall to us, then who knows? The Olympic title, the Maximus title...hell, we might just send Minion or Jake after the Valkyrie title.


Jake: I'm not wrestling a girl!


Xtreme: Yeah, because she'd probably kick your ass. But Jake getting his ass kicked by a girl isn't the point, nor is the point the Legion titles at this moment in time. The point is, that Jackson and Sexton have no shot at beating the Gladitor champion, and the best man to grace the ring since the Gobbledy Gooker, Xtreme. Thats right, Jackson, you heard me...you have no chance of defeating me, or Lost for that matter. You might've been a big shot in another fed....hell you may have been a big shot here at some time, but you know what? I really don't give a damn. I don't give a damn what you did here, or anywhere else for that matter? Oh no, look out....He's Olympic champ. Big f'n deal. Anyone can become Olympic champ. The only reason I haven't is because I haven't had my shot yet. Jackson, I don't care about a damn thing you've done in your entire career before this. The only thing I know is you and that bitch Sexton had to take the pussy way into getting noticed by interfering in that Adrenaline Eruption match. I had that match wrapped up until SSS, Kenjin, and Odyssey fell on me....but I'd rather not dwell on things that happened in the past. But the thing I'm interested in is...how are you going to attack me, Jackson? Is it going to be the old, "I'm going to beat you because you suck and I'm better" routine? I wouldn't be surprised. A man of your intellect probably couldn't come up with better promos. Or how about the mental attack like my buddy Ashram Kenjin? Trying to make me appear physically weak, along as weak willed. Try as he might've, it didn't work...at all. As much as I tried to tell him he wasting his time, he didn't seem to want to listen. But what about the "I'll name all the titles and matches I've won in hopes to make myself seem better and at the same time try to boost my self-esteem even though I know I'm a pitiful excuse for a human being". Thats what I think you're going to try and do, Jackson. Try and make yourself seem better than me because you've been around the GWA longer. Well just because you've been here since the Dark Ages of the 1980's, doesn't make you any better than I am, or Lost for that matter. I don't care what you did back then, nor do I care what you did in another federation, NOR do I care what you might be planning on doing to me. You think I've never been threatened before by some supposed big shot? You think I've never been beat up by a supposed big shot? I could care less about how "badly" you're going to beat me up, Jackson, I really don't care. A litte pain has never stopped me before, and it's definetley not stopping me now. But before I get on too much of a long, drawn out speech about you, theres still the matter of your lacki, James Sexton. Young James here might be under the guidance of Joey Jackson, but he still has more to learn than any person like Jackson could teach him. I've seen you perform, James, and you're nothing special. No more special than I was when I first came to the GWA. But since you have been thrust into the spotlight with Jackson, you're flaws are more evident than mine were. You think you're so damn good, when all you really have to prove it is the fact that you're friends with Jackson, but that isn't much proof at all. You think you're capable of anything since you're young and new, but with all your energy and the fact you aren't experianced in the GWA, means you're bound to make mistakes...and I plan to capitolize on those mistakes. I've seen plenty new guys like you claim to be the best, but most of them are just talking out their asses, like I see you doing. You talk endlessly about how great you are, and about how much more you deserve to win than I do....well to put it simply, its all bullshit, Sexton. You may think you can beat me, or should beat me, when in reality, you know you can't beat me, and you know won't beat me. I really hope this gets through to you, Sexton. Even though I don't think it will, I thought I'd try anyway.


(Xtreme and Jake drive a little farther until they get to Xtreme's old high school. The time now is about 3:10. Xtreme parks his car, gets out and starts to walk to the school as Jake follows him. Xtreme opens the door to the boys locker room and walks in. No one is there right now, except a janitor who is sweeping up in the rows of lockers. The janitor catches a glimpse of Xtreme and calls out to him)


Janitor: Xtreme? Is that you, Xtreme?


Xtreme: Huh? Who's there.....Willy?


Willy: It is you, Xtreme! What brings you back here?


Xtreme: I got a message on my answering machine today that the wrestling team wanted me to talk to them, so I came to talk to them.


Willy: The team? They aren't here today.


Xtreme: Well someone called me and wanted me to come talk to the wrestling team.


Willy: Well, I'm not sure that the school team is here today.... but you can go check if you want to.


Xtreme: I think I'll do that...come on, Jake, we gotta go see whats going on.


Jake: It was nice meeting you, janitor Willy.


Xtreme: Come on, Jake!


(Xtreme walks out the locker room doors and into the gym area. He takes a left into another set of doors. He enters a room where there is a door off to his left, one in front of him, and a set of double doors off to his right. He starts to walk towards the doors on his right, and he opens them up. Inside the room, instead of seeing high schooler's, he sees little kids. The coach looks over at Xtreme, and walks over to him. Xtreme looks rather confused, but the coach doesn't sense it)


Coach: Oh good, you're here. I thought you weren't going to show up.


Xtreme: Where are the guys at?


Coach: Guys? What guys?


Xtreme: I got a call today asking me to show up and talk to the high school wrestling team.


Coach: I don't know if they called you too, but I was the one who called you today.


Xtreme: I don't believe this....I come here thinking I'm going to be talking to the high school team, and here I get stuck with the Peewee township league! Damnit! I knew I'd get screwed over.


Coach: Good! The kids are waiting to hear from you.


Xtreme: Didn't you just hear me! I don't want to be here....I thought I was...ah, hell, you aren't listening. I'll stay for a few minutes.


(Xtreme walks over to the center of the room and stand against the wall. The coach then comes and stands next to him)


Coach: Hey, everyone! Circle up, our geust is here!


(The kids form a semi cirlce around Xtreme and sit down. They all stare at Xtreme like he's some...uhh...amazing guy. One kid raises his hand)


Xtreme: Thank God....yeah you...kid over there.


Kid: You're Xtreme in the GWA, right?


Xtreme: Yes, yes I am.


Kid: Well my mom says the wrestling you do is fake. She also says you suck.


Xtreme: Well, kid, first off your mom is probably a whore so I don't care what she thinks. Secondly, you watch Insurrection this week and see if what I do to Jackson and Sexton is fake or not.


(The kid starts to cry and runs out the room. Another kid raises his hand though)


Kid #2: I heard when you wrestled in high school, you were really bad. My dad said I already have more wins than you did when you wrestled.


(Xtreme says nothing but just stares at the kid. The kid starts to whimper, and gets up and runs out the door)


Xtreme: Alright, two for two.


Jake: Xtreme: Thats not good, Xtreme.


(One last kid raises his hand. He looks like he'll be a heavyweight when he gets to high school)


Kid #3: Hey, Xtreme guy....I hate you. I think you are the worst wrestler. Oh yeah, I also think you suck hard.


(Xtreme is obviously getting angry, but the coach speaks up before anything happens)


Coach: Oh, wow! Look at the time, we better get practicing and I think Xtreme has important things to do now! Come on, guys, get running!


(Before Xtreme does anything, Jake pushes him out of the wrestling room and back into the other, smaller room with all the doors. Xtreme storms off through the doors across from him, and they lead to the outside parking lot where his car is)


Xtreme: Can you believe the nerve of those little bastards! They said I sucked! And to think I wasted my time coming here....


Jake: Yeah, and you're probably gonna get some angry phone calls from the parents of those kids tonight.


Xtreme: Oh no, like thats never happened before. Well, at least I have my "Xtreme's Greatest Hits" montage of clips for the end of this shitty day. By the way, Jake, what music did you pick out to play in my montage?


Jake: I picked "I Am Hated" by Slipknot.


Xtreme: You picked what!?! Why in the hell would you pick that?


Jake: Well, I thought the name really related to your career.


Xtreme: Well I can't argue that point....so heres my Biggest Hits clips with....ugh...Slipknot.


(As the scene fades out to black, it fades back in showing clips of all of Xtremes best matches so far in GWA. Many shots and hits are from the Adrenaline Eruption match and from his Last Man Standing match with Kenjin and Odyssey. Each time the music swells, Xtreme bashes someone with a chair, or does something incredible. After the video is done, the scene fades out all the way to black)


The whole world is my enemy - and I'm a walking target
Two times the devil with all the significance
Dragged and raped for the love of a mob
I can't stay because I can't be stopped
Eat motherfuckers alive who cross us
I know you're all tired of the same old bosses
Let me tell you how it's gonna be
I'm gonna kill everyone who steps up in front of me

Welcome to the same ol' fucking scam
Same ol' shit in a dead fad

Everybody wants to be so hard
Are you real or a second rate sports card?
They all lost their dad or their wife just died
They never got to go outside - SHUT UP
Nobody gives a fuck
It doesn't change the fact that you suck

(We are) The anit-cancer
(We are) The only answer
Stripped down, we want you dead
But whats inside of me, you'll never know
(We are) Bi-polar gods
(We are) You know what we are
My life was always shit and I don't think I need this anymore

Now I'm not pretty and I'm not cool
But I'm fat and I'm ugly and proud -so fuck you
Standing out is the new pretension
Streamline the (sic)ness, half-assed agression
You gotta see it to believe it, we all got conned
All the medicore sacred cows we've spawned
Put your trust in the mission
We will not repent - this is our religion

(We are) The anit-cancer
(We are) The only answer
Stripped down, we want you dead
But whats inside of me, you'll never know
(We are) Bi-polar gods
(We are) You know what we are
My life was always shit and I don't think I need this anymore

I AM HATED
YOU ARE HATED
WE ARE HATED

Everything sucks, and I can prove it
Everyone dies, shuffle on remove it
Indiviuals, indespensable
I am the paradox diety vessel
the other side holds no secrets
But this side is done, I don't need it
Before you go, you should know you're breaking down
You'll be rotten by the time you're underground.

(We are) The anit-cancer
(We are) The only answer
Stripped down, we want you dead
But whats inside of me, you'll never know
(We are) Bi-polar gods
(We are) You know what we are
My life was always shit and I don't think I need this anymore

(We are) The source of consience
(We are) Distorted sentients
Theres only one thing left
And I can't leave until its sated
(We are) The absolute
(We are) Controlling you
They're closing in, I can't escape it
I AM HATED


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