Post by Steve Awesome on Mar 19, 2009 0:42:54 GMT -6
Jayde Johanssens Home.
8 PM
Mission Impossible theme. Steve Awesome comes secret agent rolling into the family room of the Johanssen home, his underwear literally outside his pants a bed sheet for a cape and a walkie talkie. He stops in a kneeling position and cocks an eyebrow as he scans the perimeter.
“Ploo-Doop”
That’s….apparently the sound his walkie talkie makes.
“Super-Hero Log…..star date…..3452890 to the nearest decimal point….we have finally landed on the planet Living Room and we are immediately getting to work. The evil Fal-Con is plotting away in his nest of doom on the Condor’s Perch.”
As he speaks into his walkie talkie, he does a backward flip over the sofa.
“Scheming up some plan to invade someone else’s life because he has way to much time on his hands.…..seriously Fal-Con’s date book has more holes in it then Marty Janetty's wrestling schedule.
Cut to Marty Janetty sitting on his couch. He suddenly and desperately grabs the telephone and puts it to his ear.
Marty: Oh…..I thought I herd the phone ring……”
“I must stop him!”
Awesome does another quick scan of his perimeter.
“But where has my side-kick gone too?”
That’s when you notice the “moving” pile of pillows on the sofa.
“If only I could find my side-kick. Then we could stop Fal-Con before he gets bored and tries to change somebody else. Maybe that pile of pillows knows where she is.”
Steve walks straight over to the now “giggling” stack of pillows.
“Excuse me stack of pillows….have you seen my side-kick? She’s about three feet tall, brown curly hair and a cute face?”
Stack of Pillows: “……no”
The pillow stack giggles some more as Awesome stands up straight and massages his chin.
“No eh? Well I think your with holding information. I bet if I were to take a few steps back and jump on you….then you’d talk. I’m going to do just that.”
Steve steps back a couple steps and gets ready to pounce.
“Okay…here I come.”
He starts running and right when he gets close to jumping, Jayde’s daughter Chrissy explodes out of the stack of pillows, smiling and laughing as she jumps on the couch. Pillows go flying everywhere and Steve is nowhere to be seen. Chrissy looks down off the edge of the couch but doesn’t see Steve Awesome.
Chrissy: Steve?
Suddenly, The Awesome One pops up from the side of the couch.
“Hello side-kick!”
Chrissy: “Here…have some of this.”
“A fruit roll up?”
Steve exclaims as he holds it up to his face.
“This is Fal-Con’s calling card! He’s gotten to you!”
Steve grabs Chrissy by the shoulders.
“NO! Why must they always take the young!?!?”
Steve looks visibly angry now…..he drops to his knees and throws his fists into the air.
“FAL-CCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Wow…..”
Steve looks back and he notices Jayde standing in the doorway with a look on her face that assured him she had been standing there long enough.
Jayde: “……a star trek joke? Really?”
Jayde chuckles as she walks into the room. Steve jumps up to his feet quickly as if it could save himself any more embarrassment.
Jayde: ….and the underwear is literally on the outside of your pants.”
She stares at him with her hands on her hips, shaking her head with a flabbergasted grin on her face.
“Just making it look….*sigh*…..good.”
Jayde just nods her head.
“Oh yeah…you officially just became a dork.”
Steve crosses his arms.
“Oh…my internet friends will be so proud.”
Jayde smiles at Steve’s harmless sarcasm.
Jayde: That’s okay…..I like dorks. Dorks are sexy.”
Awesome nods his head, accepting the positive outcome on what could have been an awkward situation.
Jayde: Well….I need to get this one to bed so….
Chrissy: Say what?
Chrissy attempts to bail but Steve catches her.
“Hold on there side-kick.”
Chrissy: But….what if Fal-Con tries to blue skiddoo into my mind while I’m sleeping?”
“I’m sure there’s probably a marathon of Heros on tonight. That’ll keep him occupied for awhile. Now go to sleep.”
She hugs him and then heads up stairs. Jayde only a few steps behind her. Steve stops her.
“Hey Jayde….I wanted to talk to you about something. Whenever you get a minute?”
Jayde: I’ll be down in a few. We’ll talk then k?
Steve nods and gives her a smile as Jayde goes upstairs. But then she peaks her head back again.
Jayde: ….And for God’s sake.…take off those underwear.”
Steve looks down and realizes he’s still wearing them on the outside of his pants and leans down quickly to take them off. On his way back up…he notices something sitting by the front door. It was a small…brown.…four by five box with one side already ripped open. Steve had never noticed the there before so he walks over to investigate it.
Nosey right?
He picks up the box and that’s when he notices the note on it.
“Just thought you should know……before you made the same mistake.”
He reaches his fingers in the pre-opened flap and pulls out what’s inside of It. It was a DVD. Steve raises it up to read the writing on the label.
“SAOB?”
Awesome just shrugs and slides the case back into the box and puts it back where he found it and then plops down on the couch.
Ahhh…the handi-cam. The same old…low quality…filming your kids soccer game….camera that Steve had been using to film his promos with lately. Steve Awesome stands in front of it, enjoying the spring weather. He has on blue jeans and a Resistance hoodie and his hands are inside the pockets.
“I think I’m going to do it guys.”
He finally looks up into the camera, a broad wide smile present.
“I think I’m going to ask Jayde to make it official."
Steve starts to pace back and forth, already overwhelmed by his own nervousness.
“I’m just going to do it. I’m going to get over my nerves and just say what I feel. I mean what’s the worst that can happen to me? She’s going to say no?””
He laughs to himself, stopping in his tracks.
“I’m a pro wrestler….I think I’ve been through a lot worse pain than rejection.”
He rubs his palms together.
“Yeah….if she says yes….and her and Chrissy come on the road with me…..I’d be so happy.”
Suddenly….a rather quizzical look appears on the Awesome One’s face.
“Wow…..happy?”
He shakes his head.
“I can’t even remember the last time I said that word. Or at the least meant it. All last year……the years before that too….I always thought that I was happy you know? I felt like I was the happiest guy in the world because I was where I wanted to be….but there was always something missing. It was like a hole….a big chunk…was missing from the pit of my stomach and I kept searching for ways to fill it. I thought the success, the girls, the fame, the drugs…I thought it was filling that void but little did I know it was only making it bigger.”
He lowers his head, fiddling with his fingers.
“I thought I had what I was searching for with Layla….but that relationship was tainted from the start….but here I don’t think about that as much…”
He walks over to a nearby swing set and sits down on one of the swings that dangled from the bar. By his feet was some kind of backyard kid’s toy and he picks it up and smiles at it.
“Here…everything just sort of falls into place. Here, I’m liked for my personality. Not my job, or my money, or my fame….but for me. And that makes me happy.”
Another chuckle escapes his lips.
“I still feel weird saying that….but I guess it just goes to show you how much I’ve changed from last year to now. And I guess Falcon….if you want the glory for that…if you want to say you’re the reason why I changed for the better then go ahead man. If it makes you feel better…..
I’ll even thank you for it.”
He smiles into the camera….but the grin slowly fades away. He stands up from the swing and takes a few steps forward into the camera.
“But then there’s Sovereign….”
Steve’s face overtakes a transformation. Instead of looking like a love sick school boy, he turns serious.
“The end don’t justify the means Falcon….see I like to consider myself a man. A man who takes responsibility for my mistakes, a man who falls when he’s beaten and a man who stands tall when he wins…..I don’t need anybodies help. I never asked you to help me Falcon….I didn’t want your help. I was doing fine on my own. I was pulling myself back from the gutter I landed myself in just fine before you came along. You can call it a pride thing if you want to….but I’m a big boy. I can handle myself. But no…you just had to do what you always do and swoop in to the rescue. What did you call it? A little “pet project”? An experiment?”
Steve Awesome places his palm over his mouth and looks away from the camera….obviously holding back a few choice words.
“You flipped my life upside down Falcon. The past two months have been hell. The only thing that even held it together for me were my friends and that girl sitting in that house over there. I’ve slept in the most low down horrific hotels all across the U.S……if I could even afford them. I stayed the night in a baseball field dugout last week…Falcon. I’ve been scrounging up bottles and pennies wondering how I’m ever going to be able to eat AND make it to the show on time…..I worked long hours tearing down and re-building the ring before and after excruciatingly tough matches against guys like Frostbyte, Everyman, and even my own friends in Overdrive. Then during Collision I worked merchandise…..or hot dog guy…..one night Kelly even had me work as the guy who sprayed the cologne in the mens bathroom. Jimmy Turner came in and Lord it smelled so bad I wanted to throw up…..”
He starts to gag , quickly covering his mouth so he doesn’t vomit all over the place. He wait’s a few seconds before continuing.
“All for some kind of personal self gratification. What Falcon? Do you think by working to cleanse my soul that yours is going to go unlooked? That at the end of the day, your just going to get a free pass because you had a small hand in helping me see the light?”
“That’s the problem with you Ager’s….Your so busy pointing the finger at us and how we live so that nobody can point the finger at you and your lives. The cold….lonely….obsessive…..lives you all took on as soon as you started drinking the Kool-aid. When you first came out nobody fought you because you actually had a point. But then Lance left and you guys took it too far.”
“The antidote became the poison.”
“And that’s why the Resistance is here. And that’s bad for you Falcon because what did you really achieve by doing all of this? By forcing me to dig deep….by forcing me to look inside myself to carry on even when I don’t think I’d make it….by making me interact with all the great fans and helping me develop a new love for this sport all over again. I’ll tell you what you did.”
“You got my heart beating again.”
“This Sunday Falcon…you get what you’ve been wanting all along. Can you handle it? Because I’m sure you know…that I’m not going to stop until I’m walking out of the Garden as the new nCw National Champion…….and I’m sending the Revolutions pet Parrot back to there locker room squawking the one thing they should never forget.
“The resistance will NEVER die.”
Awesome pulls his hoodie off and drapes it across the lens so that all you can see is
RESISTANCE
Static.
8 PM
Mission Impossible theme. Steve Awesome comes secret agent rolling into the family room of the Johanssen home, his underwear literally outside his pants a bed sheet for a cape and a walkie talkie. He stops in a kneeling position and cocks an eyebrow as he scans the perimeter.
“Ploo-Doop”
That’s….apparently the sound his walkie talkie makes.
“Super-Hero Log…..star date…..3452890 to the nearest decimal point….we have finally landed on the planet Living Room and we are immediately getting to work. The evil Fal-Con is plotting away in his nest of doom on the Condor’s Perch.”
As he speaks into his walkie talkie, he does a backward flip over the sofa.
“Scheming up some plan to invade someone else’s life because he has way to much time on his hands.…..seriously Fal-Con’s date book has more holes in it then Marty Janetty's wrestling schedule.
Cut to Marty Janetty sitting on his couch. He suddenly and desperately grabs the telephone and puts it to his ear.
Marty: Oh…..I thought I herd the phone ring……”
“I must stop him!”
Awesome does another quick scan of his perimeter.
“But where has my side-kick gone too?”
That’s when you notice the “moving” pile of pillows on the sofa.
“If only I could find my side-kick. Then we could stop Fal-Con before he gets bored and tries to change somebody else. Maybe that pile of pillows knows where she is.”
Steve walks straight over to the now “giggling” stack of pillows.
“Excuse me stack of pillows….have you seen my side-kick? She’s about three feet tall, brown curly hair and a cute face?”
Stack of Pillows: “……no”
The pillow stack giggles some more as Awesome stands up straight and massages his chin.
“No eh? Well I think your with holding information. I bet if I were to take a few steps back and jump on you….then you’d talk. I’m going to do just that.”
Steve steps back a couple steps and gets ready to pounce.
“Okay…here I come.”
He starts running and right when he gets close to jumping, Jayde’s daughter Chrissy explodes out of the stack of pillows, smiling and laughing as she jumps on the couch. Pillows go flying everywhere and Steve is nowhere to be seen. Chrissy looks down off the edge of the couch but doesn’t see Steve Awesome.
Chrissy: Steve?
Suddenly, The Awesome One pops up from the side of the couch.
“Hello side-kick!”
Chrissy: “Here…have some of this.”
“A fruit roll up?”
Steve exclaims as he holds it up to his face.
“This is Fal-Con’s calling card! He’s gotten to you!”
Steve grabs Chrissy by the shoulders.
“NO! Why must they always take the young!?!?”
Steve looks visibly angry now…..he drops to his knees and throws his fists into the air.
“FAL-CCCCCCCCOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“Wow…..”
Steve looks back and he notices Jayde standing in the doorway with a look on her face that assured him she had been standing there long enough.
Jayde: “……a star trek joke? Really?”
Jayde chuckles as she walks into the room. Steve jumps up to his feet quickly as if it could save himself any more embarrassment.
Jayde: ….and the underwear is literally on the outside of your pants.”
She stares at him with her hands on her hips, shaking her head with a flabbergasted grin on her face.
“Just making it look….*sigh*…..good.”
Jayde just nods her head.
“Oh yeah…you officially just became a dork.”
Steve crosses his arms.
“Oh…my internet friends will be so proud.”
Jayde smiles at Steve’s harmless sarcasm.
Jayde: That’s okay…..I like dorks. Dorks are sexy.”
Awesome nods his head, accepting the positive outcome on what could have been an awkward situation.
Jayde: Well….I need to get this one to bed so….
Chrissy: Say what?
Chrissy attempts to bail but Steve catches her.
“Hold on there side-kick.”
Chrissy: But….what if Fal-Con tries to blue skiddoo into my mind while I’m sleeping?”
“I’m sure there’s probably a marathon of Heros on tonight. That’ll keep him occupied for awhile. Now go to sleep.”
She hugs him and then heads up stairs. Jayde only a few steps behind her. Steve stops her.
“Hey Jayde….I wanted to talk to you about something. Whenever you get a minute?”
Jayde: I’ll be down in a few. We’ll talk then k?
Steve nods and gives her a smile as Jayde goes upstairs. But then she peaks her head back again.
Jayde: ….And for God’s sake.…take off those underwear.”
Steve looks down and realizes he’s still wearing them on the outside of his pants and leans down quickly to take them off. On his way back up…he notices something sitting by the front door. It was a small…brown.…four by five box with one side already ripped open. Steve had never noticed the there before so he walks over to investigate it.
Nosey right?
He picks up the box and that’s when he notices the note on it.
“Just thought you should know……before you made the same mistake.”
He reaches his fingers in the pre-opened flap and pulls out what’s inside of It. It was a DVD. Steve raises it up to read the writing on the label.
“SAOB?”
Awesome just shrugs and slides the case back into the box and puts it back where he found it and then plops down on the couch.
Ahhh…the handi-cam. The same old…low quality…filming your kids soccer game….camera that Steve had been using to film his promos with lately. Steve Awesome stands in front of it, enjoying the spring weather. He has on blue jeans and a Resistance hoodie and his hands are inside the pockets.
“I think I’m going to do it guys.”
He finally looks up into the camera, a broad wide smile present.
“I think I’m going to ask Jayde to make it official."
Steve starts to pace back and forth, already overwhelmed by his own nervousness.
“I’m just going to do it. I’m going to get over my nerves and just say what I feel. I mean what’s the worst that can happen to me? She’s going to say no?””
He laughs to himself, stopping in his tracks.
“I’m a pro wrestler….I think I’ve been through a lot worse pain than rejection.”
He rubs his palms together.
“Yeah….if she says yes….and her and Chrissy come on the road with me…..I’d be so happy.”
Suddenly….a rather quizzical look appears on the Awesome One’s face.
“Wow…..happy?”
He shakes his head.
“I can’t even remember the last time I said that word. Or at the least meant it. All last year……the years before that too….I always thought that I was happy you know? I felt like I was the happiest guy in the world because I was where I wanted to be….but there was always something missing. It was like a hole….a big chunk…was missing from the pit of my stomach and I kept searching for ways to fill it. I thought the success, the girls, the fame, the drugs…I thought it was filling that void but little did I know it was only making it bigger.”
He lowers his head, fiddling with his fingers.
“I thought I had what I was searching for with Layla….but that relationship was tainted from the start….but here I don’t think about that as much…”
He walks over to a nearby swing set and sits down on one of the swings that dangled from the bar. By his feet was some kind of backyard kid’s toy and he picks it up and smiles at it.
“Here…everything just sort of falls into place. Here, I’m liked for my personality. Not my job, or my money, or my fame….but for me. And that makes me happy.”
Another chuckle escapes his lips.
“I still feel weird saying that….but I guess it just goes to show you how much I’ve changed from last year to now. And I guess Falcon….if you want the glory for that…if you want to say you’re the reason why I changed for the better then go ahead man. If it makes you feel better…..
I’ll even thank you for it.”
He smiles into the camera….but the grin slowly fades away. He stands up from the swing and takes a few steps forward into the camera.
“But then there’s Sovereign….”
Steve’s face overtakes a transformation. Instead of looking like a love sick school boy, he turns serious.
“The end don’t justify the means Falcon….see I like to consider myself a man. A man who takes responsibility for my mistakes, a man who falls when he’s beaten and a man who stands tall when he wins…..I don’t need anybodies help. I never asked you to help me Falcon….I didn’t want your help. I was doing fine on my own. I was pulling myself back from the gutter I landed myself in just fine before you came along. You can call it a pride thing if you want to….but I’m a big boy. I can handle myself. But no…you just had to do what you always do and swoop in to the rescue. What did you call it? A little “pet project”? An experiment?”
Steve Awesome places his palm over his mouth and looks away from the camera….obviously holding back a few choice words.
“You flipped my life upside down Falcon. The past two months have been hell. The only thing that even held it together for me were my friends and that girl sitting in that house over there. I’ve slept in the most low down horrific hotels all across the U.S……if I could even afford them. I stayed the night in a baseball field dugout last week…Falcon. I’ve been scrounging up bottles and pennies wondering how I’m ever going to be able to eat AND make it to the show on time…..I worked long hours tearing down and re-building the ring before and after excruciatingly tough matches against guys like Frostbyte, Everyman, and even my own friends in Overdrive. Then during Collision I worked merchandise…..or hot dog guy…..one night Kelly even had me work as the guy who sprayed the cologne in the mens bathroom. Jimmy Turner came in and Lord it smelled so bad I wanted to throw up…..”
He starts to gag , quickly covering his mouth so he doesn’t vomit all over the place. He wait’s a few seconds before continuing.
“All for some kind of personal self gratification. What Falcon? Do you think by working to cleanse my soul that yours is going to go unlooked? That at the end of the day, your just going to get a free pass because you had a small hand in helping me see the light?”
“That’s the problem with you Ager’s….Your so busy pointing the finger at us and how we live so that nobody can point the finger at you and your lives. The cold….lonely….obsessive…..lives you all took on as soon as you started drinking the Kool-aid. When you first came out nobody fought you because you actually had a point. But then Lance left and you guys took it too far.”
“The antidote became the poison.”
“And that’s why the Resistance is here. And that’s bad for you Falcon because what did you really achieve by doing all of this? By forcing me to dig deep….by forcing me to look inside myself to carry on even when I don’t think I’d make it….by making me interact with all the great fans and helping me develop a new love for this sport all over again. I’ll tell you what you did.”
“You got my heart beating again.”
“This Sunday Falcon…you get what you’ve been wanting all along. Can you handle it? Because I’m sure you know…that I’m not going to stop until I’m walking out of the Garden as the new nCw National Champion…….and I’m sending the Revolutions pet Parrot back to there locker room squawking the one thing they should never forget.
“The resistance will NEVER die.”
Awesome pulls his hoodie off and drapes it across the lens so that all you can see is
RESISTANCE
Static.