Post by Justin Case on Aug 30, 2020 0:35:50 GMT -5
"Carnage Sucks! Venom's Better!"
( MATCH INFORMATION ) W-L-D Record: 0/1/0 RP Number: 002 Company:Carnage Wrestling Event: Chaos 97 Show Date: 8/31/20 Next Match: Justin Case vs. Johnny Love Stipulation: Singles Match
Career Accomplishments: N/A
-Scene One- #Cancelled
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
8/25/20
[[ - Fade In. - ]]
[[ - We see the city of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania in full view. The traffic wasn't that heavy, and the weather was perfect. In the case of Justin Case, none of this changed his attitude. He was still pissed off after what transpired at a recent event for another company, where he was embarrassed on his debut. Being chucked out in a battle royal wasn't what he wanted, nor did the fact he had to face his students with such shame. He wore a sappy frown as he sat in his car, having just pulled into the parking lot in front of an old YMCA building. In front of it was a scene that got on his nerves, causing him to poke his head out through the window. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: HEY! YOU LITTLE SHITS!
[[ - In front of the building stood three young adults. Specifically, his trainees for the Justin Case Wrestling Academy. There was Rob, a chubby, short Mexican who was eating a twinkie. Case pointed at him. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: NOT YOU! YOU'RE A FAT SHIT!
[[ - Then there was Daryl, a scrawny looking white kid who was busy playing his DS. He sniffled a bit, with his allergies acting up, as he adjusted his glasses that helped his eyes which were surrounded by freckles. Justin got out of the car, slamming the door and walking up the steps to the building. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: PUT THE GAME-BOY DOWN NAPOLEON DYNAMITE!
[[ - He didn't need to be told twice, as he put it back in cargo shorts. Then, in the middle, was the third student. Case's eyebrows were down, as he put his hands on his hips, looking at this student with judging eyes. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: And YOU! Keep smokin' them menthol cigarrettes and you'll finally kick the bucket like you've been wanting since you were 13 and wearing hot topic makeup, you Green Day looking emo fuck.
[[ - There was Billy, a disgruntled youth who loved punk rock and having an attitude. She looked unimpressed, flicking the ashes of her smoke as she got a key out of her pocket. - ]]
BILLY: The door's locked. You forgot to-
JUSTIN CASE: ThE dOoR's LoCkEd. Zip it Gothzilla, gimme that.
[[ - He swiped up the key, shoving it into the door. - ]]
ROB: The owner of the building sai-
JUSTIN CASE: SHUT IT TONS OF FUN!
DARYL: But-
JUSTIN CASE: I'LL SLAP YOU SO HARD YOU'LL NEED GLASSES FOR YOUR GLASSES NERD!
[[ - The two poor boys hushed up, watching as Case tried to unlock the door. He twisted it, pulled it, shoved it; only to see it was to no avail. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: ...
BILLY: zIp It GoThZiLlA.
ROB: ...The rent was due...
[[ - Case looked at them with a frown, putting his hands on his head in annoyance. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: Well uh... training in my backyard?
[[ - The three wrestling hopefuls looked at each other, except for Billy, who shrugged. - ]]
BILLY: You don't have a school, so we're leaving.
JUSTIN CASE: WHAT?! Bullshit! You're missin' a life-time of an opportunity! I'm literally a superstar! You can't walk out on me now!
BILLY: Sure we can.
[[ - Case was about to retort, but Billy had already turned her back, walking down the steps. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: COME BACK HERE!
[[ - She was gone, and sheepishly, the other two boys followed, putting their heads down in disappointment. Case scoffed, crossing his arms over one another. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: Well shit... NOW where am I gonna film my promos?
[[ - Fade Out. - ]]
Justin Case's Apartment, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
8/30/20
[[ - Fade In. - ]]
[[ - We see Justin Case standing in the kitchen of his apartment, looking into the camera with a frown on his face, but still looking ready to cut a promo. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: Here I am, Justin Case, "The Asskicker of The Milenium", standing before you, Carnage Wrestling, GRACING you with this snippet of my thoughts. If you don't know who I am, get a clue, and more importantly, get out from under that rock you're livin' in, because I am THE top prospect that's been going around the North American circuit. Sure, I haven't done a lot, but I'm getting all types of attention!
[[ - He smirks for a moment, looking so proud of himself. - ]]
JUSTIN CASE: Now don't be fooled, this sport isn't about how good of a wrestler you are, or hell, how good lookin' you are. Which, by the way, I excel in both... it's about how much ATTENTION you get! I'm so good, I get to be in TWO companies at the same time! Ha! This Johnny Love guy? What kind of attention is he getting? What does he have going for him? Not a thing. Zip. Ziltch. I'm gonna make it quick, simple, and short for all of you pea-brains to understand, I'm not here to entertain you; I'm here to get RICH! So Johnny Love, you ain't shit. You were never shit. And you'll never BE shit. I am THE SHIT, and you can EAT shit! Boo-ya!
[[ - Truley a man of few words, as he throws up an "up yours" gesture, before the camera fades out. - ]]
