Post by Steve Awesome on Feb 27, 2010 13:26:04 GMT -6
It’s nightfall at the Fox Mansion. A trip that was only supposed to be an hour took a whole day thanks to the spontaneous idea to go beach streaking in the middle of February. Awesome was back now, sporting a tan that matched the color of the brown paper grocery bag he carried in his hands. He walks up the cement path to the door and digs in his pocket for the key. He shoves it in the hole and then unlocks the lock and walks inside into the dark house. He pulls the key out of the lock and shuts the door behind him. He reaches out and flips the light on.
“Gah!”
Steve almost fumbles the whole bag as the sight of a scowling Leonard Fox and a disappointed Susan and a grinning Kelly seem to just appear as soon as the light turned on.
Leonard: “Look Steve…we need to talk.”
Steve sets the bag on a table near the door.
“Okay fine….I’ll wear pants if it will make you feel better and…”
Susan: No, no that’s not it……wait….what’s this about you not wearing pants?”
Steve’s eyes shift back and forth.
“Nothing I uh…I wear pants all the time. And even if I didn‘t…I’d febreeze everything after I sat on it.”
Leonard seems a bit off put by that comment, I for one don’t blame him, but he shakes it off and continues.
Leonard: Well good. I’m glad you wear pants. Anyway, we wanted to talk to you about leaving the door wide open when you left.”
What? That couldn’t be. Steve was positive he locked the door behind him when he left earlier today.
Leonard: I don’t think I need to remind you that there’s plenty of important things in this house that could be stolen.
This didn’t make any sense. Why would he leave a door unlocked? He comes from Detroit! That’s like rule number one! Unless…..
Susan: Not to mention Kelly was hear all by herself. You never know what kind of horrible freak could just waltz right in here.”
Bingo! Steve knew exactly who it was. All he’s doing is adding fuel to the fire.
Kelly: Yeah Steve….you born in a barn?”
Kelly laughs at him from behind her parents. She must think its funny to see Steve get reprimanded by her parents. Inside, Steve was boiling with rage but he kept it hidden from the Foxes. Who knew how they would take one of Steve’s enemies infiltrating there house. Instead he took a deep breath and just went along with it.
“You guys are right. I totally screwed up today. I’m so sorry! Why would I do such a stupid thing?”
Leonard and Susan watch as Awesome beats himself up over the whole situation and instantly start to fold from there stern positions.
Leonard: Well the important thing is nobody was hurt and nothing was taken.”
Susan nods her head.
Susan: Everybody makes mistakes.”
Kelly: Yeah but seriously pretty boy….if some lunatic randomly walked in here and killed me….I would have haunted you for the rest of your life.
Kelly smiles at him and walks in the living room and flips on the television. Leonard follows shortly afterwards and Susan motions for Steve to follow them. Steve however, respectfully declines.
“No thanks. I think I’m going to head upstairs and change my clothes.”
She nods and joins her family as Steve starts heads for the stairs. He stops about halfway and looks down at them. The happy family, completely unaware of the danger that lurked around there loving home. He envied that. He wished that he didn’t have to deal with the imminent danger that awaited him in a few days. I guess that’s all part of the job though.
Leonard: Hey…why does this chair smell like febreeze?
Steve quickly runs the rest of the way up the stairs before anyone can ask him any questions.
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“You know Harry…..”
Our scene opens as we find Steve Awesome in another part of the giant Fox Mansion. This time it seemed more like a den. Sports and wrestling memorabilia adorned the walls. A giant plasma screen TV to watch all the current games and matches. A nice comfy chair to really top off the viewing experience. But Steve wasn’t utilizing any of it. Instead he sat on a stool and gazed out through a window into the darkness of the cold night.
“…I’ve been in this company since the beginning. About three months short of the grand opening. I came in like a bat out of hell and I never looked back since. I’ve faced jokes and jobbers, and I’ve faced saviors and Gods and I’ve managed to defeat them all. And the funny thing is….each and every one of them had it set in there mind that they were going to beat me. They’d grab a camera, they’d get a stupid grimace on there face and they’d utter all the same old clichés that a wrestler is forced to hear throughout his entire career. I’m gonna beat you Steve. I’m gonna destroy you Steve. I’m gonna leave you for dead Steve. There is absolutely no way that you’re gonna walk out of this match alive Steve. And you know what I did to them Harry? I proved them wrong. After all the assuring of my demise, I’m still standing here Harry, another win in the win column because that’s what I do. I’ve made a career off of proving the world wrong. I’ve made a life out of scaling over insurmountable odds. So tell me something Harry? What makes this time any different then all the others? What? You think that because I have to face you in your world, with your rules that I’m just going to run home scared? Tuck my tail and run because the big bad Hardcore Harry wants things to get real messy when Crossroads comes rolling around?”
The look on his face is one you’d use when your staring at somebody whose done or said something stupid. Like the look you usually use after you watch Sara Paline interview.
“You must not know me as well as you thought you did Harry.”
Awesome finally turns his head and looks into the camera. His eyes covered by sunglasses even inside this dark room. It’s not a Corey Hart impersonation, it’s just easier to get lost inside your mind when you don’t have vision and light to snap you back to reality.
“Yeah, you beat my ass worse then it’s ever been beaten before. Yeah, you cut me, burned me, bruised me without even breaking a sweat. You maliciously assaulted me without even a hesitation. You hit me with a cheap shot and from there I was putty in your hands. You beat me so bad that I may have some of these scars on my body for the rest of my life and sure any normal guy would just turn and run for there lives. But I’m not normal Harry. I’m sitting here counting down the days until we meet again. Until I get me some more of that sick demented freak known to the world as Hardcore Harry. I’ll gladly walk into the Fedex Forum and I’ll even part the ropes for you and wait for you to get there Harry. I’m waiting with anticipation for the chance to hurt you like you hurt me. Before I turned the camera on I was just sitting here, conjuring up my own version of a sick revenge fantasy and I actually got a little excited about doing all the things I thought about to you in the Death Match. Does that make me a little crazy Harry? Does that make me sound sick?”
Steve smiles through clamped teeth.
“Good.”
He chuckles, he seemed a little off at this point.
“Because I’m not exactly dealing with the most sane person in the world am I Harry? You wanna kill me Harry? You wanna destroy me? Well guess what? I wanna kill you too. I wanna hurt you just as much Harry. You think I’m just some pretty boy who is afraid to get messy but you couldn’t be more wrong. This Sunday Harry…..I promise that you will see a different side to Steve Awesome. I will go to a place that the common human being is afraid to go to…no mercy, no remorse, no hesitation……just darkness. This Sunday I vow to unleash that dark side. People, when the match starts please put the children to bed because I swear to God, Buddha, Allah, and everything else that is holy that Hardcore Harry will be the luckiest son of a bitch in the whole world…….
He grits his teeth.
“…if he makes it out of Crossroads alive!”
Static.
“Gah!”
Steve almost fumbles the whole bag as the sight of a scowling Leonard Fox and a disappointed Susan and a grinning Kelly seem to just appear as soon as the light turned on.
Leonard: “Look Steve…we need to talk.”
Steve sets the bag on a table near the door.
“Okay fine….I’ll wear pants if it will make you feel better and…”
Susan: No, no that’s not it……wait….what’s this about you not wearing pants?”
Steve’s eyes shift back and forth.
“Nothing I uh…I wear pants all the time. And even if I didn‘t…I’d febreeze everything after I sat on it.”
Leonard seems a bit off put by that comment, I for one don’t blame him, but he shakes it off and continues.
Leonard: Well good. I’m glad you wear pants. Anyway, we wanted to talk to you about leaving the door wide open when you left.”
What? That couldn’t be. Steve was positive he locked the door behind him when he left earlier today.
Leonard: I don’t think I need to remind you that there’s plenty of important things in this house that could be stolen.
This didn’t make any sense. Why would he leave a door unlocked? He comes from Detroit! That’s like rule number one! Unless…..
Susan: Not to mention Kelly was hear all by herself. You never know what kind of horrible freak could just waltz right in here.”
Bingo! Steve knew exactly who it was. All he’s doing is adding fuel to the fire.
Kelly: Yeah Steve….you born in a barn?”
Kelly laughs at him from behind her parents. She must think its funny to see Steve get reprimanded by her parents. Inside, Steve was boiling with rage but he kept it hidden from the Foxes. Who knew how they would take one of Steve’s enemies infiltrating there house. Instead he took a deep breath and just went along with it.
“You guys are right. I totally screwed up today. I’m so sorry! Why would I do such a stupid thing?”
Leonard and Susan watch as Awesome beats himself up over the whole situation and instantly start to fold from there stern positions.
Leonard: Well the important thing is nobody was hurt and nothing was taken.”
Susan nods her head.
Susan: Everybody makes mistakes.”
Kelly: Yeah but seriously pretty boy….if some lunatic randomly walked in here and killed me….I would have haunted you for the rest of your life.
Kelly smiles at him and walks in the living room and flips on the television. Leonard follows shortly afterwards and Susan motions for Steve to follow them. Steve however, respectfully declines.
“No thanks. I think I’m going to head upstairs and change my clothes.”
She nods and joins her family as Steve starts heads for the stairs. He stops about halfway and looks down at them. The happy family, completely unaware of the danger that lurked around there loving home. He envied that. He wished that he didn’t have to deal with the imminent danger that awaited him in a few days. I guess that’s all part of the job though.
Leonard: Hey…why does this chair smell like febreeze?
Steve quickly runs the rest of the way up the stairs before anyone can ask him any questions.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“You know Harry…..”
Our scene opens as we find Steve Awesome in another part of the giant Fox Mansion. This time it seemed more like a den. Sports and wrestling memorabilia adorned the walls. A giant plasma screen TV to watch all the current games and matches. A nice comfy chair to really top off the viewing experience. But Steve wasn’t utilizing any of it. Instead he sat on a stool and gazed out through a window into the darkness of the cold night.
“…I’ve been in this company since the beginning. About three months short of the grand opening. I came in like a bat out of hell and I never looked back since. I’ve faced jokes and jobbers, and I’ve faced saviors and Gods and I’ve managed to defeat them all. And the funny thing is….each and every one of them had it set in there mind that they were going to beat me. They’d grab a camera, they’d get a stupid grimace on there face and they’d utter all the same old clichés that a wrestler is forced to hear throughout his entire career. I’m gonna beat you Steve. I’m gonna destroy you Steve. I’m gonna leave you for dead Steve. There is absolutely no way that you’re gonna walk out of this match alive Steve. And you know what I did to them Harry? I proved them wrong. After all the assuring of my demise, I’m still standing here Harry, another win in the win column because that’s what I do. I’ve made a career off of proving the world wrong. I’ve made a life out of scaling over insurmountable odds. So tell me something Harry? What makes this time any different then all the others? What? You think that because I have to face you in your world, with your rules that I’m just going to run home scared? Tuck my tail and run because the big bad Hardcore Harry wants things to get real messy when Crossroads comes rolling around?”
The look on his face is one you’d use when your staring at somebody whose done or said something stupid. Like the look you usually use after you watch Sara Paline interview.
“You must not know me as well as you thought you did Harry.”
Awesome finally turns his head and looks into the camera. His eyes covered by sunglasses even inside this dark room. It’s not a Corey Hart impersonation, it’s just easier to get lost inside your mind when you don’t have vision and light to snap you back to reality.
“Yeah, you beat my ass worse then it’s ever been beaten before. Yeah, you cut me, burned me, bruised me without even breaking a sweat. You maliciously assaulted me without even a hesitation. You hit me with a cheap shot and from there I was putty in your hands. You beat me so bad that I may have some of these scars on my body for the rest of my life and sure any normal guy would just turn and run for there lives. But I’m not normal Harry. I’m sitting here counting down the days until we meet again. Until I get me some more of that sick demented freak known to the world as Hardcore Harry. I’ll gladly walk into the Fedex Forum and I’ll even part the ropes for you and wait for you to get there Harry. I’m waiting with anticipation for the chance to hurt you like you hurt me. Before I turned the camera on I was just sitting here, conjuring up my own version of a sick revenge fantasy and I actually got a little excited about doing all the things I thought about to you in the Death Match. Does that make me a little crazy Harry? Does that make me sound sick?”
Steve smiles through clamped teeth.
“Good.”
He chuckles, he seemed a little off at this point.
“Because I’m not exactly dealing with the most sane person in the world am I Harry? You wanna kill me Harry? You wanna destroy me? Well guess what? I wanna kill you too. I wanna hurt you just as much Harry. You think I’m just some pretty boy who is afraid to get messy but you couldn’t be more wrong. This Sunday Harry…..I promise that you will see a different side to Steve Awesome. I will go to a place that the common human being is afraid to go to…no mercy, no remorse, no hesitation……just darkness. This Sunday I vow to unleash that dark side. People, when the match starts please put the children to bed because I swear to God, Buddha, Allah, and everything else that is holy that Hardcore Harry will be the luckiest son of a bitch in the whole world…….
He grits his teeth.
“…if he makes it out of Crossroads alive!”
Static.