Post by Paul Star on Apr 15, 2011 6:24:28 GMT -6
It's early Thursday morning and Paul is sitting on a park bench in San Diego, watching the sun rise. He's wearing his jogging bottoms, a Sovereign 2010 T-shirt with the matches listed on the back, and running shoes. Paul had already finished his daily jog, and decided to take some time out outside, as it's a mild morning. The camera is situated in front of Paul, and watches as he drinks the last dregs of his Powerade, and puts the bottle down on the bench beside himself. At this point, he looks straight at the camera and begins speaking in a relaxed tone.
" I've just been out for my morning jog. It's something I do most mornings, but on a day like today, I tend to jog a mile or two further. You see, today is the day I begin my little road trip, which will take me to Memphis for Sovereign. At ten tonight, Shane Hunt, Jenny, and me will hop into Shane's Mustang, and away we'll go. This morning will be my last morning to go jogging before the big event, as I'll be far too busy getting myself sorted out in Memphis to even consider going out for a jog. Shame really, as I love breathing in the San Diego air as I jog by the beach. "
Paul takes a deep breath of air in, savouring the smell of the sea.
" That's such a great smell. Shame you can't smell it out there. Not to worry though, because I'm sure I'll find somewhere to get some last minute training in before my big match... And man, what a huge match it is this year! Last years Coliseum match was excellent, but I have a feeling this years event is going to be far superior in terms of both excitement, and pure brutality. Last years Coliseum was crazy, and I was in the middle of all the action that took place. This year, I get the feeling things are going to get even more crazy. It's not just because all the Wrestlers in the match including myself want to show how great we are. It's also because each of us has a genuine beef with someone else who's involved in the match. "
Paul pauses, to think about the individual feuds between Wrestlers involved in the Coliseum match. After recollecting them all, he pipes up once again, but this time in a more serious tone of voice.
" There's definitely three huge feuds in the making, and each of those feuds would make for an excellent match on their own. When you throw all six Wrestlers and their individual feuds into a steel cage and lock the door behind them all, there's every chance that all the feuds will explode at the same time, and all six of us will just start ripping into our rivals and each other at once. Last weekend, it was clear to see after Collision's main event that we all couldn't wait to be locked inside a cage and left to destroy one another. I know for sure that Ander wants to kick the crap out of me, and I have to admit that it's come to a point where I'm so sick of his whining, that I'd quite happily end his career without a second thought, just to shut him the Hell up. I know that's not the nicest of things for me to say, but that's what it's come down to now. If I have to annihilate Ander just to get it into his thick skull that I am and always will be better than him, then that's what I will do this Sunday. "
Paul stands up, knocking the bottle over as he does so. The bottle rolls on the bench, and eventually rolls over the edge and falls to the ground. Paul doesn't even notice this happen. He's now completely focused on the camera, and addressing his Coliseum match opponents.
" Just because I'm ready and willing to end Ander Carvetti's career this Sunday, don't start thinking I've forgotten about the other four competitors in the match. All five of my opponents will get the same punishment that I intend to dish out to Ander. All five will get their asses handed to them by me. When it's all over and I'm having my hand raised in victory, all five will rue the day they stepped into that Cage against the high-flying sensation that is me, Paul Star! "
Paul Star smiles at the camera, flashing his pearly whites for his adoring fans. The camera cuts out at this point.
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A new scene opens, and it's just gone ten O'clock on Thursday evening. The camera is situated outside Shane Hunt's home, where Shane and Paul stand by the front of Shane's red Ford Mustang. Both men are visibly annoyed, as Shane checks his watch for the fifth time in as many minutes.
" Damn it Paul, where is Jennifer? We agreed to meet here at nine thirty, and it's now gone ten. "
Paul shrugs his shoulders, unsure of where Jennifer could be.
" I have no idea mate. When I spoke to her earlier today, she said she was just finishing her packing. "
Shane is baffled by what Paul just said.
" Her packing?? We're only going to be away for a few days. How much is she planning on bringing with her? "
Paul opens his mouth to answer Shane, but before any words come out, Jennifer shuffles into the camera view. Behind her she drags two large suitcases.
" Hi bro. Hi Pauly. "
Shane and Paul both look past Jennifer, and straight down to her suitcases. They then look back up at Jennifer with confused expressions, and Shane is the first to utter a question about the suitcases.
" What the...? Why do you have two cases? "
Jennifer doesn't see anything wrong with the amount of luggage she has with her for the trip, but explains her reason for having so much anyway.
" I thought it'd be obvious. One case is for my clothes and all my women's things for when we take a break in Amarillo, and the other is for some of my shoes. "
Shane looks back down at the cases. He can't work out which case contains what, as they're both the same size. As Shane stares at the suitcases, Paul asks a question of his own.
" Babes, why would you need all those shoes when we're only going to be away for three or four days? "
Once again, Jennifer doesn't see what the problem is. She responds to the question with a simple answer.
" A girl can never have too many shoes. "
Paul seems satisfied with this answer. He doesn't want to get into woman's logic, as women are far too complicated for a man to ever understand fully. Instead, he walks over to Jennifer, kisses her on the lips, then takes one of the bags from her. This prompts Shane to snap out of his transfixed stare, and look at both Paul and Jennifer.
" Right, let's get this show on the road. Chuck those cases in the back, and get in the car. "
Paul raises his free hand to his forehead and gives a military style salute in Shane's direction.
" Yes sir! "
Paul and Jennifer take the suitcases and squeeze them in the trunk of the car where they can find space. All three of them then get in the car, with Shane deciding to take the first turn at the wheel of the car, Paul in the front passenger seat, and Jennifer behind Paul in on the back seat. Shane puts the key on the ignition and fires up the car. The loud engine roars to life. Shane backs up out of the driveway, and the camera watches as Paul Star and company set off on their way to Memphis. The scene fades to black and the Mustang gets further away, and eventually disappears.
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Sunday morning, and Paul suddenly sits up in his bed, wide awake. He's wearing a purple suit, and a terrible multi-coloured shirt with an overly sized collar. He climbs out of the bed and marches toward the door of the motel room. Opening the door and stepping out of the doorway, Paul breaks into song, singing Is This The Way To Amarillo by Tony Christie.
Paul marches across the motel car park as he sings.
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Paul walks out of the car park, as Jennifer Hunt links arms with him and the pair walk down the street together.
When the day is dawning
on a Texas Sunday morning
how I long to be there
with Marie who's waiting for me there
every lonely city
ha ha ha ha ha
where I hang my hat
ha ha ha ha ha
ain't as half as pretty as where my baby's at
Shane Hunt joins Paul and Jennifer now, and puts an arm over Paul's shoulder as the three of them walk on.
Is this the way to Amarillo
every night I've been hugging my pillow
dreaming dreams of Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me
show me the way to Amarillo
I've been weeping like a willow
crying over Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me
The five other Wrestlers involved in the Coliseum match suddenly enter the scene, all riding on giant pretend ostriches of varying colours. At this point the scene abruptly ends and we cut to Paul Star, who sits up in bed once again, but this time he's dressed in pyjamas. Paul looks horrified, as he lets out a shout.
" AARRGHH!! "
Jennifer, who was asleep beside Paul, nearly jumps out of the bed in shock. She breathes heavily, and manages to squeeze to words out between breaths.
" What's... What's going on?!? "
Paul looks over at Jennifer, and grabs her for a hug.
" Sorry babes. I had a terrible dream. Just go to sleep. "
Jennifer rolls her eyes.
" I thought someone had got in our room or something. I was ready to unleash some kick ass moves on them. "
Paul lets go of Jennifer, then chuckles as he strokes her cheek with his hand.
" You're such a sweetheart... Now, go back to sleep. We have another long drive ahead of us in the morning. "
" OK Pauly. Nighty night. "
Paul kisses Jennifer softly, and both of them lay their heads down to sleep. This is where the transmission ends.
" I've just been out for my morning jog. It's something I do most mornings, but on a day like today, I tend to jog a mile or two further. You see, today is the day I begin my little road trip, which will take me to Memphis for Sovereign. At ten tonight, Shane Hunt, Jenny, and me will hop into Shane's Mustang, and away we'll go. This morning will be my last morning to go jogging before the big event, as I'll be far too busy getting myself sorted out in Memphis to even consider going out for a jog. Shame really, as I love breathing in the San Diego air as I jog by the beach. "
Paul takes a deep breath of air in, savouring the smell of the sea.
" That's such a great smell. Shame you can't smell it out there. Not to worry though, because I'm sure I'll find somewhere to get some last minute training in before my big match... And man, what a huge match it is this year! Last years Coliseum match was excellent, but I have a feeling this years event is going to be far superior in terms of both excitement, and pure brutality. Last years Coliseum was crazy, and I was in the middle of all the action that took place. This year, I get the feeling things are going to get even more crazy. It's not just because all the Wrestlers in the match including myself want to show how great we are. It's also because each of us has a genuine beef with someone else who's involved in the match. "
Paul pauses, to think about the individual feuds between Wrestlers involved in the Coliseum match. After recollecting them all, he pipes up once again, but this time in a more serious tone of voice.
" There's definitely three huge feuds in the making, and each of those feuds would make for an excellent match on their own. When you throw all six Wrestlers and their individual feuds into a steel cage and lock the door behind them all, there's every chance that all the feuds will explode at the same time, and all six of us will just start ripping into our rivals and each other at once. Last weekend, it was clear to see after Collision's main event that we all couldn't wait to be locked inside a cage and left to destroy one another. I know for sure that Ander wants to kick the crap out of me, and I have to admit that it's come to a point where I'm so sick of his whining, that I'd quite happily end his career without a second thought, just to shut him the Hell up. I know that's not the nicest of things for me to say, but that's what it's come down to now. If I have to annihilate Ander just to get it into his thick skull that I am and always will be better than him, then that's what I will do this Sunday. "
Paul stands up, knocking the bottle over as he does so. The bottle rolls on the bench, and eventually rolls over the edge and falls to the ground. Paul doesn't even notice this happen. He's now completely focused on the camera, and addressing his Coliseum match opponents.
" Just because I'm ready and willing to end Ander Carvetti's career this Sunday, don't start thinking I've forgotten about the other four competitors in the match. All five of my opponents will get the same punishment that I intend to dish out to Ander. All five will get their asses handed to them by me. When it's all over and I'm having my hand raised in victory, all five will rue the day they stepped into that Cage against the high-flying sensation that is me, Paul Star! "
Paul Star smiles at the camera, flashing his pearly whites for his adoring fans. The camera cuts out at this point.
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A new scene opens, and it's just gone ten O'clock on Thursday evening. The camera is situated outside Shane Hunt's home, where Shane and Paul stand by the front of Shane's red Ford Mustang. Both men are visibly annoyed, as Shane checks his watch for the fifth time in as many minutes.
" Damn it Paul, where is Jennifer? We agreed to meet here at nine thirty, and it's now gone ten. "
Paul shrugs his shoulders, unsure of where Jennifer could be.
" I have no idea mate. When I spoke to her earlier today, she said she was just finishing her packing. "
Shane is baffled by what Paul just said.
" Her packing?? We're only going to be away for a few days. How much is she planning on bringing with her? "
Paul opens his mouth to answer Shane, but before any words come out, Jennifer shuffles into the camera view. Behind her she drags two large suitcases.
" Hi bro. Hi Pauly. "
Shane and Paul both look past Jennifer, and straight down to her suitcases. They then look back up at Jennifer with confused expressions, and Shane is the first to utter a question about the suitcases.
" What the...? Why do you have two cases? "
Jennifer doesn't see anything wrong with the amount of luggage she has with her for the trip, but explains her reason for having so much anyway.
" I thought it'd be obvious. One case is for my clothes and all my women's things for when we take a break in Amarillo, and the other is for some of my shoes. "
Shane looks back down at the cases. He can't work out which case contains what, as they're both the same size. As Shane stares at the suitcases, Paul asks a question of his own.
" Babes, why would you need all those shoes when we're only going to be away for three or four days? "
Once again, Jennifer doesn't see what the problem is. She responds to the question with a simple answer.
" A girl can never have too many shoes. "
Paul seems satisfied with this answer. He doesn't want to get into woman's logic, as women are far too complicated for a man to ever understand fully. Instead, he walks over to Jennifer, kisses her on the lips, then takes one of the bags from her. This prompts Shane to snap out of his transfixed stare, and look at both Paul and Jennifer.
" Right, let's get this show on the road. Chuck those cases in the back, and get in the car. "
Paul raises his free hand to his forehead and gives a military style salute in Shane's direction.
" Yes sir! "
Paul and Jennifer take the suitcases and squeeze them in the trunk of the car where they can find space. All three of them then get in the car, with Shane deciding to take the first turn at the wheel of the car, Paul in the front passenger seat, and Jennifer behind Paul in on the back seat. Shane puts the key on the ignition and fires up the car. The loud engine roars to life. Shane backs up out of the driveway, and the camera watches as Paul Star and company set off on their way to Memphis. The scene fades to black and the Mustang gets further away, and eventually disappears.
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Sunday morning, and Paul suddenly sits up in his bed, wide awake. He's wearing a purple suit, and a terrible multi-coloured shirt with an overly sized collar. He climbs out of the bed and marches toward the door of the motel room. Opening the door and stepping out of the doorway, Paul breaks into song, singing Is This The Way To Amarillo by Tony Christie.
Paul marches across the motel car park as he sings.
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Paul walks out of the car park, as Jennifer Hunt links arms with him and the pair walk down the street together.
When the day is dawning
on a Texas Sunday morning
how I long to be there
with Marie who's waiting for me there
every lonely city
ha ha ha ha ha
where I hang my hat
ha ha ha ha ha
ain't as half as pretty as where my baby's at
Shane Hunt joins Paul and Jennifer now, and puts an arm over Paul's shoulder as the three of them walk on.
Is this the way to Amarillo
every night I've been hugging my pillow
dreaming dreams of Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me
show me the way to Amarillo
I've been weeping like a willow
crying over Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me
The five other Wrestlers involved in the Coliseum match suddenly enter the scene, all riding on giant pretend ostriches of varying colours. At this point the scene abruptly ends and we cut to Paul Star, who sits up in bed once again, but this time he's dressed in pyjamas. Paul looks horrified, as he lets out a shout.
" AARRGHH!! "
Jennifer, who was asleep beside Paul, nearly jumps out of the bed in shock. She breathes heavily, and manages to squeeze to words out between breaths.
" What's... What's going on?!? "
Paul looks over at Jennifer, and grabs her for a hug.
" Sorry babes. I had a terrible dream. Just go to sleep. "
Jennifer rolls her eyes.
" I thought someone had got in our room or something. I was ready to unleash some kick ass moves on them. "
Paul lets go of Jennifer, then chuckles as he strokes her cheek with his hand.
" You're such a sweetheart... Now, go back to sleep. We have another long drive ahead of us in the morning. "
" OK Pauly. Nighty night. "
Paul kisses Jennifer softly, and both of them lay their heads down to sleep. This is where the transmission ends.