Post by Joe Everyman on Feb 15, 2009 2:10:09 GMT -6
The scene opens back up with Joe, Scotty, David and Taylor in the backwoods along the border of Montana and Canada. All four men are walking slowly and steadily down a path in the forest. Joe finally breaks the silence.
Joe Everyman: ...where the hell are we guys?
David Grohl: I don't have a clue anymore.
Scotty Callaway: This is so ****ed up man...this is so ****ed up!
Joe Everyman: Just calm down man...wait, what is that off in the distance?
All four look way down the path and sees a glimmering light reflecting off the moonlight. After a few moments, BAM! A single shot is fired.....and Scotty stumbles back. David and Joe quickly turns around and looks at Scotty...who has a bright red stain on his chest.
Scotty Callaway: Oh...my...god...
Joe Everyman: Scotty!
Scotty Callaway: I'm...not dead?
David Grohl: How in the hell?
Scotty slowly reaches up and touches his chest and wipes off the red.
Scotty Callaway: It's...paint?
Taylor Hawkins: A paintball?
Scotty Callaway: I think so.
Scotty then lets out a sigh of relief.
Joe Everyman: Why the hell is it a paintball?
BAM! Scotty gets shot in the side of the head and falls over. Now, a blue paintball.
German Sniper: Halten Sie an!
Joe Everyman: What the...
German Sniper: Halten Sie an!!!
Joe, David and Taylor raise up their arms in surrender. The sniper moves forward and kicks Taylor in the stomach and drags him away with him.
David Grohl: Um...where the hell are they taking him?
Joe Everyman: I don't know...should we follow?
David Grohl: Well yeah...but what if he has real bullets?
Joe Everyman: What if we had real bullets?
David Grohl: What do you mean?
Joe then points at the ground to a Lugar pistol laying on the ground. Joe moves forward and slowly picks it up and fires it at a tree...paintball.
Joe Everyman: Damn...maybe it will still work?
David Grohl: May as well try.
Scotty then finally gets up.
Scotty Callaway: What the **** just happened?!
The scene fades out for a second but comes back quickly. It is now further up the road, outside of a German complex. The sniper can be seen up the road, dragging a now unconscious Taylor Hawkins up the stairs to the roof of a bunker. Joe then raises a random pair of binoculars to his head and looks and sees a lieutenant up on the roof.
Joe Everyman: Is that...Frostbyte?
Suddenly, the ground begins to shake as an artillery barrage begins.
David Grohl: Holy ****! Run!
Scotty Callaway: Where?!
Joe Everyman: Towards the bunker!
Scotty Callaway: But...
Joe Everyman: Now!
Joe starts running towards the bunker, followed by Scotty and David. Artillery shells are falling all around them, but they finally reach the side of the bunker, and the artillery shells stop. The ground is coated with different colors of paint.
Scotty Callaway: Where is with all of this paint?
Joe Everyman: I don't know...but shhh, that German is talking.
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Wo ist der festgenommene Mann?
Scotty Callaway: What did he say?
Joe Everyman and David Grohl: Shhh!
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Ich sehe, nehme ihn weg!
A single shot is heard, and a loud thud.
David Grohl: Oh my god...did they kill him?
Taylor Hawkins: David?!
David Grohl: Taylor! You're alive!
Suddenly, a German patrol of two soldiers come around the corner. Joe's eyes widen and pulls out the Luger.
German Soldier: Nicht Schussen!
Joe then fires the Luger at both of the soldiers, putting a paintball into the front of their helmets, and they fall over.
Scotty Callaway: Are they...dead?
Joe Everyman: It's a paint ball, how is that possible?
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Überprüfen Sie das jetzt, Soldaten!
The German sniper from before comes running down the steps with a loaded Scoped Kar98 rifle. Joe stares at the sniper.
Joe Everyman: Chris?!
The sniper turns out to be Chris Kahne. Joe hesitates and Chris raises the sniper, but Joe raises the Luger and puts a paintball into Chris' chest.
Joe Everyman: This is so ****ed up...
Joe reaches down and picks up the rifle.
Scotty Callaway: What the hell do we do now?
Joe then runs upstairs as Scotty and David stay down.
Joe Everyman: I'm going to finish this!
Joe runs up and sees the Lieutenant. Who looks cold yet familiar.
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Kommen Sie etwas näher nicht!
Joe then raises the Luger and points it at his head.
Joe Everyman: Shut up...Frostbyte?
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Was? Wer?
Joe then tries to fire the pistol, but it is out of ammo. The Lieutenant then drops a live grenade at Joe's feet.
Joe Everyman: Oh my god...no!
Joe Everyman: Ah!!
Joe sits up in his bed in a cold sweat. He starts breathing deeply as Scotty turns on the light. It is inside of a hotel room in Toronto.
Scotty Callaway: Jesus Joe, what the hell happened?
Joe Everyman: Horrible...dream...
Scotty Callaway: What happened?
Joe Everyman: We were in Montana, heading to Toronto, and we found David Grohl and Taylor Hawkins, and then we got our tire shot out, and we found a bunch of German soldiers fighting the Covenant from Halo, and then they shot you twice with paintballs, and they took Taylor away and shot him too, in the head, but he didn't die, and Chris was there, and I had to shot him too, and we found Frostbyte, and he was a german officer...at least, I think it was him. It was damn close if it wasn't. But I was going to shot this lieutenant, and I was out of ammo, and he dropped a grenade, and it blew up...and now here I am.
Scotty Callaway: Um Joe...were you drinking earlier?
Joe Everyman: ...a little
Joe goes shifty eyed. Scotty drops his face into his palm.
Scotty Callaway: *** damn dude...that's probably what caused it.
Joe Everyman: Maybe...
Scotty Callaway: But you're fine now, right?
Joe Everyman: Yeah, I'm fine...is it just me, or is it kinda cold in this room?
Scotty Callaway: Yeah, it is cold in here.
Joe gets up and turns the heat up in the room. Joe then gets back into his bed and looks at the alarm clock...4:29 a.m. Joe then falls back onto this pillow.
Joe Everyman: God that was a weird dream...I seriously think it was Frostbyte in there with us.
Scotty Callaway: It's possible...maybe you were dreaming about him cause of the match.
Joe Everyman: Maybe...how confident are you?
Scotty Callaway: Very...we're ganna cream these guys!
Joe Everyman: I hope so...I mean, even though you lost against Avalanche, Frostbyte hasn't beaten us yet. Look at my last matches for example. I have one loss in the last eleven matches, which is good if you ask me. We have four tag team wins in there too. Against Frostbyte, I beat him. He hasn't beaten us yet, and he never will.
Scotty Callaway: Yeah, plus look at last week. You finally beat Davey Ortega man! And he lost to Jack Manson. That really shows alot about his team. Avalanche and Frostbyte together couldn't even help get a win. You beat an old rival, and Frosty lost to Manson, a guy you've beaten before. If you ask me, that's pretty damn good.
Joe Everyman: Damn right!
Scotty Callaway: Plus it's a huge black guy and a tiny white guy...that just screams something weird.
Joe Everyman: Yeah...but, all we gotta do this Sunday is stay focused. I mean, it is a Ladder Match after all. We can't lose our heads. We need to stay focused. They could come from anywhere.
Scotty Callaway: Well, so could we. I mean, you've seen me, I fly all over the place!
Joe Everyman: Yeah, we're ganna work great as a team in this. We've done alot of good hardcore matches, but never a ladder match. Well...there's a first time for everything.
Scotty Callaway: Yep, and we're ganna rock them, and go on to capture out first nCw Tag Team Championships! Davey Ortega and Jack Manson don't stand a chance.
Joe Everyman: And with a singles win over each of them, I know we'll be able to roll over them too, just like Frostbyte and Avalanche tonight.
Scotty Callaway: Yep, and let's just hope you don't lose this match for us.
Joe Everyman: ...Sie sind ein Arschloch...
Scotty Callaway: What?
Joe Everyman: Nothing...goodnight man.
Joe reaches over and hits the lights as the camera fades out into a song.
Joe Everyman: ...where the hell are we guys?
David Grohl: I don't have a clue anymore.
Scotty Callaway: This is so ****ed up man...this is so ****ed up!
Joe Everyman: Just calm down man...wait, what is that off in the distance?
All four look way down the path and sees a glimmering light reflecting off the moonlight. After a few moments, BAM! A single shot is fired.....and Scotty stumbles back. David and Joe quickly turns around and looks at Scotty...who has a bright red stain on his chest.
Scotty Callaway: Oh...my...god...
Joe Everyman: Scotty!
Scotty Callaway: I'm...not dead?
David Grohl: How in the hell?
Scotty slowly reaches up and touches his chest and wipes off the red.
Scotty Callaway: It's...paint?
Taylor Hawkins: A paintball?
Scotty Callaway: I think so.
Scotty then lets out a sigh of relief.
Joe Everyman: Why the hell is it a paintball?
BAM! Scotty gets shot in the side of the head and falls over. Now, a blue paintball.
German Sniper: Halten Sie an!
Joe Everyman: What the...
German Sniper: Halten Sie an!!!
Joe, David and Taylor raise up their arms in surrender. The sniper moves forward and kicks Taylor in the stomach and drags him away with him.
David Grohl: Um...where the hell are they taking him?
Joe Everyman: I don't know...should we follow?
David Grohl: Well yeah...but what if he has real bullets?
Joe Everyman: What if we had real bullets?
David Grohl: What do you mean?
Joe then points at the ground to a Lugar pistol laying on the ground. Joe moves forward and slowly picks it up and fires it at a tree...paintball.
Joe Everyman: Damn...maybe it will still work?
David Grohl: May as well try.
Scotty then finally gets up.
Scotty Callaway: What the **** just happened?!
The scene fades out for a second but comes back quickly. It is now further up the road, outside of a German complex. The sniper can be seen up the road, dragging a now unconscious Taylor Hawkins up the stairs to the roof of a bunker. Joe then raises a random pair of binoculars to his head and looks and sees a lieutenant up on the roof.
Joe Everyman: Is that...Frostbyte?
Suddenly, the ground begins to shake as an artillery barrage begins.
David Grohl: Holy ****! Run!
Scotty Callaway: Where?!
Joe Everyman: Towards the bunker!
Scotty Callaway: But...
Joe Everyman: Now!
Joe starts running towards the bunker, followed by Scotty and David. Artillery shells are falling all around them, but they finally reach the side of the bunker, and the artillery shells stop. The ground is coated with different colors of paint.
Scotty Callaway: Where is with all of this paint?
Joe Everyman: I don't know...but shhh, that German is talking.
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Wo ist der festgenommene Mann?
Scotty Callaway: What did he say?
Joe Everyman and David Grohl: Shhh!
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Ich sehe, nehme ihn weg!
A single shot is heard, and a loud thud.
David Grohl: Oh my god...did they kill him?
Taylor Hawkins: David?!
David Grohl: Taylor! You're alive!
Suddenly, a German patrol of two soldiers come around the corner. Joe's eyes widen and pulls out the Luger.
German Soldier: Nicht Schussen!
Joe then fires the Luger at both of the soldiers, putting a paintball into the front of their helmets, and they fall over.
Scotty Callaway: Are they...dead?
Joe Everyman: It's a paint ball, how is that possible?
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Überprüfen Sie das jetzt, Soldaten!
The German sniper from before comes running down the steps with a loaded Scoped Kar98 rifle. Joe stares at the sniper.
Joe Everyman: Chris?!
The sniper turns out to be Chris Kahne. Joe hesitates and Chris raises the sniper, but Joe raises the Luger and puts a paintball into Chris' chest.
Joe Everyman: This is so ****ed up...
Joe reaches down and picks up the rifle.
Scotty Callaway: What the hell do we do now?
Joe then runs upstairs as Scotty and David stay down.
Joe Everyman: I'm going to finish this!
Joe runs up and sees the Lieutenant. Who looks cold yet familiar.
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Kommen Sie etwas näher nicht!
Joe then raises the Luger and points it at his head.
Joe Everyman: Shut up...Frostbyte?
Lieutenant Erfrierung: Was? Wer?
Joe then tries to fire the pistol, but it is out of ammo. The Lieutenant then drops a live grenade at Joe's feet.
Joe Everyman: Oh my god...no!
BOOM!
Joe Everyman: Ah!!
Joe sits up in his bed in a cold sweat. He starts breathing deeply as Scotty turns on the light. It is inside of a hotel room in Toronto.
Scotty Callaway: Jesus Joe, what the hell happened?
Joe Everyman: Horrible...dream...
Scotty Callaway: What happened?
Joe Everyman: We were in Montana, heading to Toronto, and we found David Grohl and Taylor Hawkins, and then we got our tire shot out, and we found a bunch of German soldiers fighting the Covenant from Halo, and then they shot you twice with paintballs, and they took Taylor away and shot him too, in the head, but he didn't die, and Chris was there, and I had to shot him too, and we found Frostbyte, and he was a german officer...at least, I think it was him. It was damn close if it wasn't. But I was going to shot this lieutenant, and I was out of ammo, and he dropped a grenade, and it blew up...and now here I am.
Scotty Callaway: Um Joe...were you drinking earlier?
Joe Everyman: ...a little
Joe goes shifty eyed. Scotty drops his face into his palm.
Scotty Callaway: *** damn dude...that's probably what caused it.
Joe Everyman: Maybe...
Scotty Callaway: But you're fine now, right?
Joe Everyman: Yeah, I'm fine...is it just me, or is it kinda cold in this room?
Scotty Callaway: Yeah, it is cold in here.
Joe gets up and turns the heat up in the room. Joe then gets back into his bed and looks at the alarm clock...4:29 a.m. Joe then falls back onto this pillow.
Joe Everyman: God that was a weird dream...I seriously think it was Frostbyte in there with us.
Scotty Callaway: It's possible...maybe you were dreaming about him cause of the match.
Joe Everyman: Maybe...how confident are you?
Scotty Callaway: Very...we're ganna cream these guys!
Joe Everyman: I hope so...I mean, even though you lost against Avalanche, Frostbyte hasn't beaten us yet. Look at my last matches for example. I have one loss in the last eleven matches, which is good if you ask me. We have four tag team wins in there too. Against Frostbyte, I beat him. He hasn't beaten us yet, and he never will.
Scotty Callaway: Yeah, plus look at last week. You finally beat Davey Ortega man! And he lost to Jack Manson. That really shows alot about his team. Avalanche and Frostbyte together couldn't even help get a win. You beat an old rival, and Frosty lost to Manson, a guy you've beaten before. If you ask me, that's pretty damn good.
Joe Everyman: Damn right!
Scotty Callaway: Plus it's a huge black guy and a tiny white guy...that just screams something weird.
Joe Everyman: Yeah...but, all we gotta do this Sunday is stay focused. I mean, it is a Ladder Match after all. We can't lose our heads. We need to stay focused. They could come from anywhere.
Scotty Callaway: Well, so could we. I mean, you've seen me, I fly all over the place!
Joe Everyman: Yeah, we're ganna work great as a team in this. We've done alot of good hardcore matches, but never a ladder match. Well...there's a first time for everything.
Scotty Callaway: Yep, and we're ganna rock them, and go on to capture out first nCw Tag Team Championships! Davey Ortega and Jack Manson don't stand a chance.
Joe Everyman: And with a singles win over each of them, I know we'll be able to roll over them too, just like Frostbyte and Avalanche tonight.
Scotty Callaway: Yep, and let's just hope you don't lose this match for us.
Joe Everyman: ...Sie sind ein Arschloch...
Scotty Callaway: What?
Joe Everyman: Nothing...goodnight man.
Joe reaches over and hits the lights as the camera fades out into a song.
I'm the voice inside your head
You refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face
Mirrored in your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right
I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that will take you down
Bring you to your knees
So who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Keep you in the dark
You know they all pretend
What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say that I'll never surrender?
What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say that I'll never surrender?
You refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face
Mirrored in your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right
I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that will take you down
Bring you to your knees
So who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Yeah, who are you?
Keep you in the dark
You know they all pretend
What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say that I'll never surrender?
What if I say I'm not like the others?
What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays
You're the pretender
What if I say that I'll never surrender?