Post by Daniel S. Hunter on Jun 26, 2010 1:46:19 GMT -6
*The scene opens up with Max Myers and Ricky Cruise standing in a gym. This is a different gym than most people are a custom too. This gym has wrestling rings and punching bags spread out around it. An older man walks up to Max and Ricky*
Man: I'm Justin Hill and this is my wrestling and MMA dojo. Do you seek training?
Ricky Cruise: He does. He completely sucked it up in the ring last night. His wrestling offense is too predictable. We need to teach him some strike to spice up his offense.
Max Myers: Hey it's not my fault I lost. That lazy piece of **** Xavier Williams walked out on my match last week. I guess he couldn't take the fact that he was teamed up with a better athlete than he was. My offense is fine. Falcon just caught me off guard. I mean seriously who ****ing uses a roll up as a finisher?
*Ricky tries to speak but is cut off by Max*
Max Myers: Only ****ing losers use a roll up as a finisher. What do you got me to do old man?
Justin Hill: Well to start off you better clean up your language or I'm gonna stick that ring post up your ass!
*Justin points at a random ring post that is leaning up against the wall*
Justin Hill: Do I make myself clear?
Max Myers: Yes sir.
Justin Hill: Okay I know you don't have a ton of time before your match on Sunday so we are gonna give you the abbreviated version of this training course. Just so you know no one has ever completed either version of the training. You look like a big strong guy so I'll give you two hours before you quit on me.
Max Myers: Quitting isn't in my vocabulary.
Justin Hill: I'm sure it isn't just like a lot of big words aren't in your vocab either.
Max Myers: Hey you watch your damn mouth or I'm gonna tear your head off and use it as a basketball!
Justin Hill: Well it's nice to see that you have a fire in your belly now we just need to see if we can control it a little bit because from what I've seen is that if you get two intense you start screwing up in the ring. Okay the first thing I'm gonna have you do are weighted push-ups to add a little strength to you.
Max Myers: Does it look like I need any strength added to me? I'm already the strongest and fastest man in nCw. What will this even do for me?
Justin Hill: It's gonna help you when you get into a mat wrestling situation and you find yourself on your belly with a giant guy on your back. You will learn to summon some damn strength and be able to get out of the situation.
Max Myers: Okay but do you even have enough weight to hold me down?
Justin Hill: Yeah I do actually, my twin nieces. Ladies will you please come out and help me?
*Max, Justin and Ricky walk over near one of the wrestling rings. There are mats laid out on the ground*
Justin Hill: Get on the ground...on your stomach. I'm gonna find out right now just what you are made off.
*Max lies down on the mats grumbling the whole way down. Onto the screen walk two larger ladies*
Justin Hill: These are my two twin nieces Cindy and Charlotte.
Max Myers: Jesus Christ those are two of the fattest bitches I've ever seen.
*Suddenly both girls jump on Max's back. He lets out a shout of pain*
Max Myers: God it feels like they way four-hundred pounds apiece.
Justin Hill: They way two-hundred fifty pounds apiece. So combined its five-hundred pounds. The only thing you have to do is get out from under them or lift them...whichever happens first.
Max Myers: There's no way I can do that. Its like have two Volkswagen beetles on my back.
Justin Hill: Are you quitting already then?
Max Myers: Hell no. Max Myers never quits. I'll find a way to get these whales off my back.
*Max starts to try and move around under the weight of the twin girls. He slowly starts to stand up and makes it up to his hands and knees before the weight becomes too great and collapses him back down to the ground. Max stops moving and his head slumps to the ground*
Justin Hill: Are you giving up now?
Max Myers: No sir.
Justin Hill: You better find a way to get them off your back because if you can’t then there is no way that you will be able to get Alex Throwbridge or Louis Armstrong off of you. Them combined weigh almost as much as these two. You got to find a way to find your limit and surpass it. If you can't then there is no point in being a wrestler. Now ****ing do it.
*Max lifts his head back up and looks like he is struggling. His face starts to turn red and veins start popping out of his head, shoulders and arms. He slow starts to lift the two girls off. He gets back to his hands and knees base and then slowly removes one hand from the mat and tries to get his left foot underneath him. One of the girls falls off and this makes it easier for Max to stand up. He stands up with the one girl still hanging onto Max like a backpack*
Max Myers: Get off me you cow.
Girl: No because you keep making fun of me.
Max Myers: Fine. You leave me with no alternative.
*Max then reaches back and pulls her leg up and positions her into a fireman's carry position before lifting her up over his head. He takes two steps forward and drops the girl flat onto her stomach behind him. The girl starts crying and slowly gets up and walks away. The first girl follows her trying to consul her.*
Justin Hill: What did you do that for?
Max Myers: She wouldn't get off my back when I asked her too so I had to show her no mercy. Justin you know just as well as I do that in this business there is no room to show remorse for your actions. This week holds true to that. I'm gonna show no mercy against The Academy losers. I've looked over that school and it may be hard to get into and I know that only three of you have ever graduated from there but really all they are teaching you is stuff from the 60's. The old school wrestling has no room in wrestling today. Today's wrestler has to be well versed in wrestling and mixed martial arts. You can't just rely on hip tosses and throw but you have to be able to rely on mat wrestling and submissions. My goal is to break one of your necks and to make the other one of you tap out like the little bitch you are.
Justin Hill: I know there isn't any room for it but still that is family. I am however quite impressed. No one has ever gotten out from under them before. I guess I'll just have you work on some of your overhead throws because they were sloppy as hell last week. Walk with me.
*Max and Justin walk over to another mat. This one has two dummies on it*
Justin Hill: Here are two dummies for you to practice on. One weighs 200 pounds and the other one weighs 300 pounds. Once again if you want to be able to throw Louis Armstrong you are gonna have to be able to throw the 300 pounder easily. He is a big guy like yourself but the true difference is that you have actually done real wrestling not that amateur **** that they have. Now come on and do this and then you can go to Collision on Sunday and just show these punks what real professional wrestling is about.
*Max walks over to the three-hundred pound dummy and locks his arms around it. He lifts it up so it's like the dummy is standing in front of him. He tries to toss the dummy over his head but is only able to get it a few inches off the ground*
Justin Hill: Come on is that the best you can do?!?
Max Myers: No sir. I'm just trying to get used to it.
Justin Hill: Quit making excuses and just do it already!
*Max then tries again and again and again for 30 straight minutes without success. Max then drops the dummy and drops to the ground and starts pounding his fists in frustration*
Max Myers: WHY CAN'T I DO THIS!?!
Justin Hill: I can tell you why you can't do it.
Max Myers: What is it?
Justin Hill: You aren't popping your hips.
Max Myers: What?
Justin Hill: You need to pop your hips. Thrust your pelvis forward and you should be able to toss the dummy with ease.
Max Myers: Okay sounds simple enough.
*Max then slowly stands up. Sweat is running down his face and arms. He reaches around the dummy to grip it and he lifts the dummy up but it slips out of his grip. He wipes the sweat off of his arms with his shirt and grips the dummy again. This time he is able to hang onto it and tries a few more times but can't toss the dummy even though he is thrusting his pelvis*
Justin Hill: Not like that. It looks you like you are just humping the dummy. Like this.
*Justin walks over to the two-hundred pound dummy and easily tosses the dummy over his head. Max then grabs the dummy and tosses it over his head with ease. He does it a few more times. Ricky and Justin clap for him*
Justin Hill: See it was easy. You just had to learn how to do it the correct way.
Max Myers: Yeah. I guess it was pretty easy when I look back on it.
Ricky Cruise: I'll go get you a towel and water.
Justin Hill: I got to go check on my niece.
*Both men walk off camera leaving Max alone*
Max Myers: Well I just showed you both that you really are gonna be no match for me on Sunday. I'm stronger and faster than both of you and for the most part it seems like Louis at least seems to be more worried about someone's story than the actual physicality of the sport. You were worried about Joe's story last week and it cost you dearly Louis. Hopefully you don't take me as lightly as you did because I'll make you pay way worse than Everyman made you pay last week. Let me give you both a little taste of what I have in store for you.
*Max walks back over to the dummy as Ricky and Justin walk back into the scene. Max then picks up the dummy over his left shoulder. The upper back of the dummy rests on Max's shoulder. Max then drops the dummy down head first between his legs and in the same motion sits down. The dummies head hits the ground with such velocity that the head pops off the dummy. Max smirks as the scene fades to black*
Man: I'm Justin Hill and this is my wrestling and MMA dojo. Do you seek training?
Ricky Cruise: He does. He completely sucked it up in the ring last night. His wrestling offense is too predictable. We need to teach him some strike to spice up his offense.
Max Myers: Hey it's not my fault I lost. That lazy piece of **** Xavier Williams walked out on my match last week. I guess he couldn't take the fact that he was teamed up with a better athlete than he was. My offense is fine. Falcon just caught me off guard. I mean seriously who ****ing uses a roll up as a finisher?
*Ricky tries to speak but is cut off by Max*
Max Myers: Only ****ing losers use a roll up as a finisher. What do you got me to do old man?
Justin Hill: Well to start off you better clean up your language or I'm gonna stick that ring post up your ass!
*Justin points at a random ring post that is leaning up against the wall*
Justin Hill: Do I make myself clear?
Max Myers: Yes sir.
Justin Hill: Okay I know you don't have a ton of time before your match on Sunday so we are gonna give you the abbreviated version of this training course. Just so you know no one has ever completed either version of the training. You look like a big strong guy so I'll give you two hours before you quit on me.
Max Myers: Quitting isn't in my vocabulary.
Justin Hill: I'm sure it isn't just like a lot of big words aren't in your vocab either.
Max Myers: Hey you watch your damn mouth or I'm gonna tear your head off and use it as a basketball!
Justin Hill: Well it's nice to see that you have a fire in your belly now we just need to see if we can control it a little bit because from what I've seen is that if you get two intense you start screwing up in the ring. Okay the first thing I'm gonna have you do are weighted push-ups to add a little strength to you.
Max Myers: Does it look like I need any strength added to me? I'm already the strongest and fastest man in nCw. What will this even do for me?
Justin Hill: It's gonna help you when you get into a mat wrestling situation and you find yourself on your belly with a giant guy on your back. You will learn to summon some damn strength and be able to get out of the situation.
Max Myers: Okay but do you even have enough weight to hold me down?
Justin Hill: Yeah I do actually, my twin nieces. Ladies will you please come out and help me?
*Max, Justin and Ricky walk over near one of the wrestling rings. There are mats laid out on the ground*
Justin Hill: Get on the ground...on your stomach. I'm gonna find out right now just what you are made off.
*Max lies down on the mats grumbling the whole way down. Onto the screen walk two larger ladies*
Justin Hill: These are my two twin nieces Cindy and Charlotte.
Max Myers: Jesus Christ those are two of the fattest bitches I've ever seen.
*Suddenly both girls jump on Max's back. He lets out a shout of pain*
Max Myers: God it feels like they way four-hundred pounds apiece.
Justin Hill: They way two-hundred fifty pounds apiece. So combined its five-hundred pounds. The only thing you have to do is get out from under them or lift them...whichever happens first.
Max Myers: There's no way I can do that. Its like have two Volkswagen beetles on my back.
Justin Hill: Are you quitting already then?
Max Myers: Hell no. Max Myers never quits. I'll find a way to get these whales off my back.
*Max starts to try and move around under the weight of the twin girls. He slowly starts to stand up and makes it up to his hands and knees before the weight becomes too great and collapses him back down to the ground. Max stops moving and his head slumps to the ground*
Justin Hill: Are you giving up now?
Max Myers: No sir.
Justin Hill: You better find a way to get them off your back because if you can’t then there is no way that you will be able to get Alex Throwbridge or Louis Armstrong off of you. Them combined weigh almost as much as these two. You got to find a way to find your limit and surpass it. If you can't then there is no point in being a wrestler. Now ****ing do it.
*Max lifts his head back up and looks like he is struggling. His face starts to turn red and veins start popping out of his head, shoulders and arms. He slow starts to lift the two girls off. He gets back to his hands and knees base and then slowly removes one hand from the mat and tries to get his left foot underneath him. One of the girls falls off and this makes it easier for Max to stand up. He stands up with the one girl still hanging onto Max like a backpack*
Max Myers: Get off me you cow.
Girl: No because you keep making fun of me.
Max Myers: Fine. You leave me with no alternative.
*Max then reaches back and pulls her leg up and positions her into a fireman's carry position before lifting her up over his head. He takes two steps forward and drops the girl flat onto her stomach behind him. The girl starts crying and slowly gets up and walks away. The first girl follows her trying to consul her.*
Justin Hill: What did you do that for?
Max Myers: She wouldn't get off my back when I asked her too so I had to show her no mercy. Justin you know just as well as I do that in this business there is no room to show remorse for your actions. This week holds true to that. I'm gonna show no mercy against The Academy losers. I've looked over that school and it may be hard to get into and I know that only three of you have ever graduated from there but really all they are teaching you is stuff from the 60's. The old school wrestling has no room in wrestling today. Today's wrestler has to be well versed in wrestling and mixed martial arts. You can't just rely on hip tosses and throw but you have to be able to rely on mat wrestling and submissions. My goal is to break one of your necks and to make the other one of you tap out like the little bitch you are.
Justin Hill: I know there isn't any room for it but still that is family. I am however quite impressed. No one has ever gotten out from under them before. I guess I'll just have you work on some of your overhead throws because they were sloppy as hell last week. Walk with me.
*Max and Justin walk over to another mat. This one has two dummies on it*
Justin Hill: Here are two dummies for you to practice on. One weighs 200 pounds and the other one weighs 300 pounds. Once again if you want to be able to throw Louis Armstrong you are gonna have to be able to throw the 300 pounder easily. He is a big guy like yourself but the true difference is that you have actually done real wrestling not that amateur **** that they have. Now come on and do this and then you can go to Collision on Sunday and just show these punks what real professional wrestling is about.
*Max walks over to the three-hundred pound dummy and locks his arms around it. He lifts it up so it's like the dummy is standing in front of him. He tries to toss the dummy over his head but is only able to get it a few inches off the ground*
Justin Hill: Come on is that the best you can do?!?
Max Myers: No sir. I'm just trying to get used to it.
Justin Hill: Quit making excuses and just do it already!
*Max then tries again and again and again for 30 straight minutes without success. Max then drops the dummy and drops to the ground and starts pounding his fists in frustration*
Max Myers: WHY CAN'T I DO THIS!?!
Justin Hill: I can tell you why you can't do it.
Max Myers: What is it?
Justin Hill: You aren't popping your hips.
Max Myers: What?
Justin Hill: You need to pop your hips. Thrust your pelvis forward and you should be able to toss the dummy with ease.
Max Myers: Okay sounds simple enough.
*Max then slowly stands up. Sweat is running down his face and arms. He reaches around the dummy to grip it and he lifts the dummy up but it slips out of his grip. He wipes the sweat off of his arms with his shirt and grips the dummy again. This time he is able to hang onto it and tries a few more times but can't toss the dummy even though he is thrusting his pelvis*
Justin Hill: Not like that. It looks you like you are just humping the dummy. Like this.
*Justin walks over to the two-hundred pound dummy and easily tosses the dummy over his head. Max then grabs the dummy and tosses it over his head with ease. He does it a few more times. Ricky and Justin clap for him*
Justin Hill: See it was easy. You just had to learn how to do it the correct way.
Max Myers: Yeah. I guess it was pretty easy when I look back on it.
Ricky Cruise: I'll go get you a towel and water.
Justin Hill: I got to go check on my niece.
*Both men walk off camera leaving Max alone*
Max Myers: Well I just showed you both that you really are gonna be no match for me on Sunday. I'm stronger and faster than both of you and for the most part it seems like Louis at least seems to be more worried about someone's story than the actual physicality of the sport. You were worried about Joe's story last week and it cost you dearly Louis. Hopefully you don't take me as lightly as you did because I'll make you pay way worse than Everyman made you pay last week. Let me give you both a little taste of what I have in store for you.
*Max walks back over to the dummy as Ricky and Justin walk back into the scene. Max then picks up the dummy over his left shoulder. The upper back of the dummy rests on Max's shoulder. Max then drops the dummy down head first between his legs and in the same motion sits down. The dummies head hits the ground with such velocity that the head pops off the dummy. Max smirks as the scene fades to black*