AGGRESSION 56: KOTC TAG: Karl Brown & Beau Michaels vs. Shawn Hart & Cameron Cruise
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Re: AGGRESSION 56: KOTC TAG: Karl Brown & Beau Michaels vs. Shawn Hart & Cameron Crui
[FADE IN. “The Dragon” is standing in front of an Empire Pro Wrestling backdrop, dressed fairly casually. He’s rolled the sleeves of his shirt up, but he’s stuck to jeans and a brown leather belt with dragon belt buckle]
Karl: Here we are again. Another King of the Cage style tournament, with the twists being tag teams, and partners picked at random. And would you look at what the draw has given us? The World Champion and the man who beat Sean Stevens, Copycat, teaming together – two men who history has shown just love beating the snot out of each other. That should be, for many people, the strongest of the put-together teams of this tournament.
But… there’s something wrong with that assumption. Sure, Anarky and Copycat are two of the greatest of all time, and they’re professional enough to get along for a time, but I’m much more interested in two of the other teams that have emerged. One is myself and Beau Michaels, which makes sense since it’s the team I’m on, and the other is a team made up of two former Intercontinental Champions, who conveniently happen to be mine and Beau’s first opponents.
Shawn Hart, and Cameron Cruise. Add me in and you’ve got a reign that’s over half of the time the Intercontinental Championship has been in existence. That’s a lot of pedigree, a lot of talent, and a lot of expectation from the fans. Throw Beau Michaels into the mix as my tag team partner, and well… you’ve got huge potential to make this not only the most well received match on Aggression, but in the entire tournament.
Cameron and I have wrestled before, but I’ve seen that he’s come on in leaps and bounds since my first Intercontinental title defence. Shawn’s new to me, despite us having been around for a number of years – it’s the first time I can think of that one of the two of us wasn’t wearing gold when we were both here. Beau… well, I have to trust he’s as good as he looks, but if hearing comments backstage is anything to go by then I don’t have much to worry about there. He’ll hold his end of the bargain – and Cameron’s if Cruise isn’t careful.
Sorry. I really shouldn’t try the innuendo stuff, it’s not me. I’ll leave Beau to handle that kind of thing, and I’ll stick to what I’m best at.
But, I can guess what Cruise is going to say. Either, that he’s better than me at what I’m best at, or that I’ve lost a step and the Dragon of old wouldn’t’ve gone this long between victories. Yes, I’ve gotten one win since coming back. Yes, I’ve just lost the Television title. And yeah, I’m kind of irritated that I’ve not been up to the standards I aspire to. But I look at it this way.
Back when I was Intercontinental Champion, I had the same high expectations for myself. Anyone who can walk back to the locker room after a match and be totally satisfied with the effort they’d put in hasn’t put in enough effort as far as I’m concerned.
Now, I know Cameron somewhat, and I’ve watched enough tapes of Shawn. They’ll both be confident. One or other, or both, of them will claim this is going to be a reality check that Michaels and I just won’t like, that it’s going to be no challenge for them. You know something, Shawn, Cameron?
If you think either to be true, then you’re either more delusional than Stalker, or Erik’s been giving you something from his private stash. Because, and Cameron this is for you, being shown what my limits are, while mildly irritating, is precisely what I’m after. I want people to push me, to force me into going further and further. Losses happen – that we both know. The reality check doesn’t come with the loss, but how you handle yourself after. And the reality there is something Cameron Cruise has no control over.
And as for this match not being a challenge for you two… well, I may not have won in a while, but I’ve not been soundly defeated, either. I can’t say whether Beau’s going to be the same man who took Empire Pro by storm a couple of years back, but I highly doubt he’s turned into a big softie.
Which means that you two are in for a fight.
I know this isn’t going to be an easy match; two men who between them have held three of the titles here, and been so, so close to winning the world title, are a fearsome combination. But… as tough as you two may be… inside the cage at Aggression, anything can happen. Beau and I may be total strangers, and you two probably have the edge over us there, but in everything else? In power, in experience, in speed and athleticism, I’d say we’re damn near even as teams.
It’s going to be a very, very interesting contest, wouldn’t you say?
[FADE OUT]
[FADE IN. “The Dragon” is standing in front of an Empire Pro Wrestling backdrop, dressed fairly casually. He’s rolled the sleeves of his shirt up, but he’s stuck to jeans and a brown leather belt with dragon belt buckle]
Karl: Here we are again. Another King of the Cage style tournament, with the twists being tag teams, and partners picked at random. And would you look at what the draw has given us? The World Champion and the man who beat Sean Stevens, Copycat, teaming together – two men who history has shown just love beating the snot out of each other. That should be, for many people, the strongest of the put-together teams of this tournament.
But… there’s something wrong with that assumption. Sure, Anarky and Copycat are two of the greatest of all time, and they’re professional enough to get along for a time, but I’m much more interested in two of the other teams that have emerged. One is myself and Beau Michaels, which makes sense since it’s the team I’m on, and the other is a team made up of two former Intercontinental Champions, who conveniently happen to be mine and Beau’s first opponents.
Shawn Hart, and Cameron Cruise. Add me in and you’ve got a reign that’s over half of the time the Intercontinental Championship has been in existence. That’s a lot of pedigree, a lot of talent, and a lot of expectation from the fans. Throw Beau Michaels into the mix as my tag team partner, and well… you’ve got huge potential to make this not only the most well received match on Aggression, but in the entire tournament.
Cameron and I have wrestled before, but I’ve seen that he’s come on in leaps and bounds since my first Intercontinental title defence. Shawn’s new to me, despite us having been around for a number of years – it’s the first time I can think of that one of the two of us wasn’t wearing gold when we were both here. Beau… well, I have to trust he’s as good as he looks, but if hearing comments backstage is anything to go by then I don’t have much to worry about there. He’ll hold his end of the bargain – and Cameron’s if Cruise isn’t careful.
Sorry. I really shouldn’t try the innuendo stuff, it’s not me. I’ll leave Beau to handle that kind of thing, and I’ll stick to what I’m best at.
But, I can guess what Cruise is going to say. Either, that he’s better than me at what I’m best at, or that I’ve lost a step and the Dragon of old wouldn’t’ve gone this long between victories. Yes, I’ve gotten one win since coming back. Yes, I’ve just lost the Television title. And yeah, I’m kind of irritated that I’ve not been up to the standards I aspire to. But I look at it this way.
Back when I was Intercontinental Champion, I had the same high expectations for myself. Anyone who can walk back to the locker room after a match and be totally satisfied with the effort they’d put in hasn’t put in enough effort as far as I’m concerned.
Now, I know Cameron somewhat, and I’ve watched enough tapes of Shawn. They’ll both be confident. One or other, or both, of them will claim this is going to be a reality check that Michaels and I just won’t like, that it’s going to be no challenge for them. You know something, Shawn, Cameron?
If you think either to be true, then you’re either more delusional than Stalker, or Erik’s been giving you something from his private stash. Because, and Cameron this is for you, being shown what my limits are, while mildly irritating, is precisely what I’m after. I want people to push me, to force me into going further and further. Losses happen – that we both know. The reality check doesn’t come with the loss, but how you handle yourself after. And the reality there is something Cameron Cruise has no control over.
And as for this match not being a challenge for you two… well, I may not have won in a while, but I’ve not been soundly defeated, either. I can’t say whether Beau’s going to be the same man who took Empire Pro by storm a couple of years back, but I highly doubt he’s turned into a big softie.
Which means that you two are in for a fight.
I know this isn’t going to be an easy match; two men who between them have held three of the titles here, and been so, so close to winning the world title, are a fearsome combination. But… as tough as you two may be… inside the cage at Aggression, anything can happen. Beau and I may be total strangers, and you two probably have the edge over us there, but in everything else? In power, in experience, in speed and athleticism, I’d say we’re damn near even as teams.
It’s going to be a very, very interesting contest, wouldn’t you say?
[FADE OUT]
ShawnHartXXX
The Phenom
A New Chapter (At Long Last)
FADE IN:
It's a veritable flashback to a bygone age; Pro Wrestling's SJH in full ring attire standing before a generic photo backdrop with the Empire Pro Wrestling logo hanging against it. Clearly, we're about to see a good ol' fashioned 'rasslin promo. The next item up for bid on the Promo Is Right? KOTC, Karl Brown, and the Cameron Cruise conundrum! Enjoy...
SJH: "Funny ain't it? As much as we plan and prepare to make our lives match up to that fantastical, ideal existence we all envision ourselves having, life has a funny way of knocking us right back down to reality."
He shakes his head.
SJH: "In the last couple weeks, I lost the Intercontinental title here in Empire, New Era's Heavyweight title after some shenanigans by my suppos-ed friend the FIRST, and suffered injuries so horrific at the hands of CHAOS that I probably oughta be locked in a cage of a different kind for even THINKING I could be a KING of this one."
SJH takes a deep, discontented breath.
SJH: "But it's nothin' new. I mean, I may have been around for most of last year, but I haven't been myself since the Spring. The injury bug bit me loooooooong before my bout in New Era, and successfully derailed a 2010 that was shaping up to be the best year of what has been, in my maybe-not-so-humble opinion, an ILLUSTRIOUS career!
Not tryin' to make excuses, mind you... but rather a point. That point being that despite my showmanship, my zany ways, and my seemingly UNQUENCHING thirst to adorn my sinuous waist with gold belts, when ya get right down to it... I've always been in this thing for the ACTION. The love of the game, if you will.
Or if you won’t. Whatever.”
Grin.
SJH: ”I knew the risks involved with throwing caution to the wind, medical issues out the window, and trudging forward with the intent to ride out the storm and come out on the other side better than ever before. I watched my closet full’a shiny straps empty faster than Quicken Loans Arena in the fourth quarter. My superstar status morph into complete and utter obscurity..
Heh, ya gotta top 10 list? I ain’t so much as sniffin’ that sumbFCC)tch! But ya know what? In this moment, that’s alright by me. Sometimes to start over, to rebuild, ya gotta tear something down to its bare essentials. In the last year, that’s what has been done to me and now... all that’s left for this former Phenom is to build it back up. To start a NEW CHAPTER.”
Hart nods with a pensive expression adorning his face.
SJH: ”And that new chapter begins here and NOW with a NEW opponent. Beau I know... HELL, we’re even shopping buddies. For being the most HETERO man on the face of the planet Earth, my fashion sense is gayer than the day is long. KARL “THE DRAGON” BROWN, on the other hand.... is an entirely different animal.
We’ve run in the same circles for the better part of last decade, and yet with all that crossover, we’ve never really had the chance to do business together. What can I say about that really, ‘cept uhh..... better late than never? A new, albeit familiar opponent for a new, but still AWESOME as F(FCC)CK-ALL Phenom; it’s apropos really.
Heh, you may have assumed I’d just dismiss you and your partner as another negligible blip on my star-seeking radar, but it’s a new day, bub. I’ve always known what you were about and respected you for it. And as I’m set like a jet to initiate phase II of project fame and fortune, you and the Extremely Bisexual one provide the PERFECT foil for yours truly, Pro Wrestling’s SJH, and his esteemed partner, the NEFARIOUS Cameron Cruise.”
Shawn cracks another smile.
SJH: ”Heh, Cammy Bo Bammy, the BOOZE CRUISE in the flesh... long time, huh? Funny how much things can change in the span of two years. First we teamed together to knock this place on its ass as founding members of ANTHOLOGY. Theeeen we were locked in a DEATHMATCH of EPIC proportions when I reemerged as part of the Empire’s only HOPE to undo said outfit. And now.... here we are. Full circle and all that sort of thing.”
SJH takes another deep breath.
SJH: ”Cameron, we’ve never really been on the same page. Whether we were on the same side of the fence, or throwing turds at one another from opposite sides, there’s always been an inescapable tension between us.
All of that ends now.
The fact is undeniable, kid. When we’ve been thrown together, by choice or otherwise, Empire Pro has reaped the benefits. With all the magic we’ve made while working against each other, can you IMAGINE what we could do if we were to ever work as one?! Before now, I would’ve said it was IMPOSSIBLE. But now, as the two of us stand at career crossroads, FATE has afforded us the chance to see that potential realized!
Call it a mockery, call it an OUTRAGE... my Magic 8-ball calls it the TRUTH! And the truth of the matter here is that BOTH of us have more than a couple HITS left in us!
So how’s about we get our panties un-bunched and win ourselves a TOURNAMENT?!”
Hart gives Cruise a “Come Hither” stare through the camera.
SJH: ”I’d say I’ll be waiting for your answer, but knowing you... I think you’re inclined to agree.
The PHENOM has left the building.”
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
It's a veritable flashback to a bygone age; Pro Wrestling's SJH in full ring attire standing before a generic photo backdrop with the Empire Pro Wrestling logo hanging against it. Clearly, we're about to see a good ol' fashioned 'rasslin promo. The next item up for bid on the Promo Is Right? KOTC, Karl Brown, and the Cameron Cruise conundrum! Enjoy...
SJH: "Funny ain't it? As much as we plan and prepare to make our lives match up to that fantastical, ideal existence we all envision ourselves having, life has a funny way of knocking us right back down to reality."
He shakes his head.
SJH: "In the last couple weeks, I lost the Intercontinental title here in Empire, New Era's Heavyweight title after some shenanigans by my suppos-ed friend the FIRST, and suffered injuries so horrific at the hands of CHAOS that I probably oughta be locked in a cage of a different kind for even THINKING I could be a KING of this one."
SJH takes a deep, discontented breath.
SJH: "But it's nothin' new. I mean, I may have been around for most of last year, but I haven't been myself since the Spring. The injury bug bit me loooooooong before my bout in New Era, and successfully derailed a 2010 that was shaping up to be the best year of what has been, in my maybe-not-so-humble opinion, an ILLUSTRIOUS career!
Not tryin' to make excuses, mind you... but rather a point. That point being that despite my showmanship, my zany ways, and my seemingly UNQUENCHING thirst to adorn my sinuous waist with gold belts, when ya get right down to it... I've always been in this thing for the ACTION. The love of the game, if you will.
Or if you won’t. Whatever.”
Grin.
SJH: ”I knew the risks involved with throwing caution to the wind, medical issues out the window, and trudging forward with the intent to ride out the storm and come out on the other side better than ever before. I watched my closet full’a shiny straps empty faster than Quicken Loans Arena in the fourth quarter. My superstar status morph into complete and utter obscurity..
Heh, ya gotta top 10 list? I ain’t so much as sniffin’ that sumbFCC)tch! But ya know what? In this moment, that’s alright by me. Sometimes to start over, to rebuild, ya gotta tear something down to its bare essentials. In the last year, that’s what has been done to me and now... all that’s left for this former Phenom is to build it back up. To start a NEW CHAPTER.”
Hart nods with a pensive expression adorning his face.
SJH: ”And that new chapter begins here and NOW with a NEW opponent. Beau I know... HELL, we’re even shopping buddies. For being the most HETERO man on the face of the planet Earth, my fashion sense is gayer than the day is long. KARL “THE DRAGON” BROWN, on the other hand.... is an entirely different animal.
We’ve run in the same circles for the better part of last decade, and yet with all that crossover, we’ve never really had the chance to do business together. What can I say about that really, ‘cept uhh..... better late than never? A new, albeit familiar opponent for a new, but still AWESOME as F(FCC)CK-ALL Phenom; it’s apropos really.
Heh, you may have assumed I’d just dismiss you and your partner as another negligible blip on my star-seeking radar, but it’s a new day, bub. I’ve always known what you were about and respected you for it. And as I’m set like a jet to initiate phase II of project fame and fortune, you and the Extremely Bisexual one provide the PERFECT foil for yours truly, Pro Wrestling’s SJH, and his esteemed partner, the NEFARIOUS Cameron Cruise.”
Shawn cracks another smile.
SJH: ”Heh, Cammy Bo Bammy, the BOOZE CRUISE in the flesh... long time, huh? Funny how much things can change in the span of two years. First we teamed together to knock this place on its ass as founding members of ANTHOLOGY. Theeeen we were locked in a DEATHMATCH of EPIC proportions when I reemerged as part of the Empire’s only HOPE to undo said outfit. And now.... here we are. Full circle and all that sort of thing.”
SJH takes another deep breath.
SJH: ”Cameron, we’ve never really been on the same page. Whether we were on the same side of the fence, or throwing turds at one another from opposite sides, there’s always been an inescapable tension between us.
All of that ends now.
The fact is undeniable, kid. When we’ve been thrown together, by choice or otherwise, Empire Pro has reaped the benefits. With all the magic we’ve made while working against each other, can you IMAGINE what we could do if we were to ever work as one?! Before now, I would’ve said it was IMPOSSIBLE. But now, as the two of us stand at career crossroads, FATE has afforded us the chance to see that potential realized!
Call it a mockery, call it an OUTRAGE... my Magic 8-ball calls it the TRUTH! And the truth of the matter here is that BOTH of us have more than a couple HITS left in us!
So how’s about we get our panties un-bunched and win ourselves a TOURNAMENT?!”
Hart gives Cruise a “Come Hither” stare through the camera.
SJH: ”I’d say I’ll be waiting for your answer, but knowing you... I think you’re inclined to agree.
The PHENOM has left the building.”
FADE OUT.
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If I Said I Wanted Your Body Now....
(The scene fades in on an Empire Pro backdrop. Not just any ole’ Empire Pro backdrop, however. This one has been painted pink. It’s bedazzled. It’s got motherfucking glitter all over it. As the camera studies the newly redesigned backdrop, a discoball lowers from the ceiling above it and the camera begins to shake as “Hold It Against Me” by Britney Spears blasts through the camera and causes you, the viewer, to dance uncontrollably. At this very moment, while your body is shaking and you are questioning your heterosexuality, Beau Michaels steps into the shot. He is wearing his very best – absolutely nothing. Michaels stands with his hands on his hips, the censorship blur covering the lower half of his body.)
“Just when you thought you get rid of me…”
(He starts caressing his chest.)
“I come back … BIGGER than ever.”
(Michaels bites his bottom lip giving his best “puppy dog eyes” look.)
“I’m sure there’s quite a few of you quivering right now … your pants are getting a bit tighter … your mouths a little wetter. Don’t worry, boys. Beau Michaels has come back to Empire Pro to become the next Queen of the Cage.”
(“Hold It Against Me” dies down in the background, although it doesn’t completely shut off.)
“I should admit …”
(He leans in and winks.)
“I’m not here on my own volition. Oh no. There I was, on vacation in Australia, a margarita in one hand, an Aussie sausage in the other, when I got a phone call wondering whether I’d be interested in Empire Pro action. I thought to myself … “no, of course not. I’m in the land down under … riding the Kangaroos…”
(He stops.)
“The soccer team, not those disease-infested rodents…”
(He licks his lips.)
“I still had a few more soccer clubs to go through…. But then Empire said “but it’s tag team action.” … My ass has a mind of its own sometimes … and when it heard “tag team action,” well… let’s just say that it tightened so fast and so hard that the bloke behind me had the time of his life.”
(His words linger as he flashes back to that very moment. The censorship blur suspiciously rises to Beau’s mid-stomach.)
“Mm.”
(He snaps out of it.)
“As I was sitting on the cock … I mean .. sitting in the cockpit admiring the American Airlines pilot’s ability to get his massive Boeing up, and believe me when I say the amount of thrust needed for take off is unbelievable … I received word that the lineups were released for the first round.”
(Michaels licks his finger to the tip before sucking on it.)
“Karl Brown and moi, “Extremely BiSexual” Beau Michaels … taking on Shawn Hart and …”
(His eyes light up as his hands go down.)
“Cameron …. Cruise.”
(The eyes roll back into his head.)
“Oh Cammy.”
(His head shoots back.)
“OH CAMMY…..”
(A drop of sweat rolls down his neck, travels over his chest, before disappearing behind the blur.)
“There is a God!”
(He looks back in the camera, his face reddened.)
“After all of these years, Cammy .. I thought you forgot about me. You don’t return my phone calls … you never send flowers on our anniversary .. every time I send you a message on GAY4PAY.com you delete it without even reading it.”
(He bats his eyelashes.)
“But you can’t get away anymore, Cammy. You’re going to be locked in a cage with me. And I can just see it now … your face rubbing against the cold, HARD ……. Steel. Your hands clenched as your body writhes in pleasure.”
(He shakes as a shiver goes up and down his spine.)
“It’ll be like the good old days, Cammy. I promise.”
(Wink.)
“I’ll even bring the handcuffs.”
(A deep inhale.)
“Because let’s face it, baby… I’ve got a lot of pent up AGGRESSION just waiting to be released.”
(He tries to calm himself.)
“I know, I know. There’s others in this match, too, Cammy. And you know me.. they won’t be neglected. My partner, in the tag sense at least, is quite the … specimen. It is a good thing I vacationed where I did … after all, with “the Dragon” being British … it wouldn’t have done me much good to vacation in Israel, would it? It’s different, you know .. the extra sensitivity and all .. if you’re out of practice you could cause a sensory overload and next thing you know you’re standing there with a hard-on that won’t go away and a mouthful of an overexcited suitor … all because you were unprepared.”
(Michaels gulps loudly while molesting the viewer at home with his eyes.)
“I’m WELL prepared, Karl. I won’t let you down…”
(Michaels smiles spryly.)
“As for you, Shawnathan. Darling, I apologize that I wasn’t able to make it to the fashion week shows with you. I do know how much you love getting the free swag. And I’m sorry to hear that that dreadful First, the prude bitch, ruined your latest run. If you want, the next time I see him at the Abbey in West Hollywood, I’ll throw a rum and coke at him. That’ll teach him!”
(Michaels nods affirmatively.)
“But, dear, dear Shawnathan. Instead of fighting over that gorgeous crisp red fitted Calvin Klein jacket from his Spring 2011 collection … we’re fighting over who will be crowned the Queen of the Cage.”
(He sighs.)
“I’m sorry, dear… but I think it’s pretty obvious that there’s only one man who is willing to do whatever it takes (wink) to become the Queen of the Cage.. and you’re oogling him right now.”
(Michaels looks down at his nether region and then back at the camera.)
“So here’s a warning, Shawnathan … and a promise, Cammy. I’m coming.”
(He winks.)
“And when the bell rings. When you two are lying in the ring, backs on the mat, begging for a cigarette and a Kleenex to wipe your ….. brows. “Extremely BiSexual” Beau Michaels will be on his way to round 2 …”
(A brief pause as “Hold It Against Me” plays again.)
“Please.. don’t hold it against me.”
(Quick kiss.)
“Unless of course…”
(The camera fades out before Michaels can finish the sentence.)
(The scene fades in on an Empire Pro backdrop. Not just any ole’ Empire Pro backdrop, however. This one has been painted pink. It’s bedazzled. It’s got motherfucking glitter all over it. As the camera studies the newly redesigned backdrop, a discoball lowers from the ceiling above it and the camera begins to shake as “Hold It Against Me” by Britney Spears blasts through the camera and causes you, the viewer, to dance uncontrollably. At this very moment, while your body is shaking and you are questioning your heterosexuality, Beau Michaels steps into the shot. He is wearing his very best – absolutely nothing. Michaels stands with his hands on his hips, the censorship blur covering the lower half of his body.)
“Just when you thought you get rid of me…”
(He starts caressing his chest.)
“I come back … BIGGER than ever.”
(Michaels bites his bottom lip giving his best “puppy dog eyes” look.)
“I’m sure there’s quite a few of you quivering right now … your pants are getting a bit tighter … your mouths a little wetter. Don’t worry, boys. Beau Michaels has come back to Empire Pro to become the next Queen of the Cage.”
(“Hold It Against Me” dies down in the background, although it doesn’t completely shut off.)
“I should admit …”
(He leans in and winks.)
“I’m not here on my own volition. Oh no. There I was, on vacation in Australia, a margarita in one hand, an Aussie sausage in the other, when I got a phone call wondering whether I’d be interested in Empire Pro action. I thought to myself … “no, of course not. I’m in the land down under … riding the Kangaroos…”
(He stops.)
“The soccer team, not those disease-infested rodents…”
(He licks his lips.)
“I still had a few more soccer clubs to go through…. But then Empire said “but it’s tag team action.” … My ass has a mind of its own sometimes … and when it heard “tag team action,” well… let’s just say that it tightened so fast and so hard that the bloke behind me had the time of his life.”
(His words linger as he flashes back to that very moment. The censorship blur suspiciously rises to Beau’s mid-stomach.)
“Mm.”
(He snaps out of it.)
“As I was sitting on the cock … I mean .. sitting in the cockpit admiring the American Airlines pilot’s ability to get his massive Boeing up, and believe me when I say the amount of thrust needed for take off is unbelievable … I received word that the lineups were released for the first round.”
(Michaels licks his finger to the tip before sucking on it.)
“Karl Brown and moi, “Extremely BiSexual” Beau Michaels … taking on Shawn Hart and …”
(His eyes light up as his hands go down.)
“Cameron …. Cruise.”
(The eyes roll back into his head.)
“Oh Cammy.”
(His head shoots back.)
“OH CAMMY…..”
(A drop of sweat rolls down his neck, travels over his chest, before disappearing behind the blur.)
“There is a God!”
(He looks back in the camera, his face reddened.)
“After all of these years, Cammy .. I thought you forgot about me. You don’t return my phone calls … you never send flowers on our anniversary .. every time I send you a message on GAY4PAY.com you delete it without even reading it.”
(He bats his eyelashes.)
“But you can’t get away anymore, Cammy. You’re going to be locked in a cage with me. And I can just see it now … your face rubbing against the cold, HARD ……. Steel. Your hands clenched as your body writhes in pleasure.”
(He shakes as a shiver goes up and down his spine.)
“It’ll be like the good old days, Cammy. I promise.”
(Wink.)
“I’ll even bring the handcuffs.”
(A deep inhale.)
“Because let’s face it, baby… I’ve got a lot of pent up AGGRESSION just waiting to be released.”
(He tries to calm himself.)
“I know, I know. There’s others in this match, too, Cammy. And you know me.. they won’t be neglected. My partner, in the tag sense at least, is quite the … specimen. It is a good thing I vacationed where I did … after all, with “the Dragon” being British … it wouldn’t have done me much good to vacation in Israel, would it? It’s different, you know .. the extra sensitivity and all .. if you’re out of practice you could cause a sensory overload and next thing you know you’re standing there with a hard-on that won’t go away and a mouthful of an overexcited suitor … all because you were unprepared.”
(Michaels gulps loudly while molesting the viewer at home with his eyes.)
“I’m WELL prepared, Karl. I won’t let you down…”
(Michaels smiles spryly.)
“As for you, Shawnathan. Darling, I apologize that I wasn’t able to make it to the fashion week shows with you. I do know how much you love getting the free swag. And I’m sorry to hear that that dreadful First, the prude bitch, ruined your latest run. If you want, the next time I see him at the Abbey in West Hollywood, I’ll throw a rum and coke at him. That’ll teach him!”
(Michaels nods affirmatively.)
“But, dear, dear Shawnathan. Instead of fighting over that gorgeous crisp red fitted Calvin Klein jacket from his Spring 2011 collection … we’re fighting over who will be crowned the Queen of the Cage.”
(He sighs.)
“I’m sorry, dear… but I think it’s pretty obvious that there’s only one man who is willing to do whatever it takes (wink) to become the Queen of the Cage.. and you’re oogling him right now.”
(Michaels looks down at his nether region and then back at the camera.)
“So here’s a warning, Shawnathan … and a promise, Cammy. I’m coming.”
(He winks.)
“And when the bell rings. When you two are lying in the ring, backs on the mat, begging for a cigarette and a Kleenex to wipe your ….. brows. “Extremely BiSexual” Beau Michaels will be on his way to round 2 …”
(A brief pause as “Hold It Against Me” plays again.)
“Please.. don’t hold it against me.”
(Quick kiss.)
“Unless of course…”
(The camera fades out before Michaels can finish the sentence.)
TSiegel
I spoil things.
Retribution
OORP: This was done with prior-proper consent. Please keep the razzing to a minimum fellas.
(Fadein, a hotelroom, with the bed unkept, and the music of Pink's "Get The Party Started" blasting in the backround with steam protruding from a bathroom door. Suddenly without warning the door kicks open and more steam spills out. The song continues as none other than Beau Michaels with a towel wrapped around his waist jumps out into the clearing, dancing and gyrating sexually and explicitely as his hair whips around. Rubber-necking continues and as the lyrics come in, Beau sings along.)
BM: AHHHHHHHHHHHMMMM COMIN' UP SO YOU BETTAH GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHMMMM COMIN' UP SO YOU BETTAH GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!!
(Beau continues to gyrate, getting progressively more explicit as the song continues.)
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waiting for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I MEEEAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!
(Beau continues rubber-necking and grooving to the music as he turns and looks in the mirror at his image. However instead of Beau Michaels' reflection in the mirror we see Cameron Cruise, with the same white towel, moving his hips. His hair whipped about, his eyes widen and his face grimaces into that of shock.)
CC: NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
(And suddenly with that the scene changes into that of Cruise's bedroom, with Cruise abruptly snapping himself upward into a sitting position in bed, still under the covers. Looking down he sees that not only is he covered in sweat, but his blanket have been soaked in his persperation as well. Shaking his head, he tosses the covers back and hops out of bed toward the bathroom and hits the faucet to cool off before grabbing a towel.)
CC: Not again. NEVER..AGAIN. I'll KILL 'EM.
FADEOUT
-------------------------------
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro Wrestling backdrop, dressed in blue jeans and a black T-shirt and matching "Anarchy"-style shades.)
CC: Everybody's a critic.
Maybe it's because I'm alittle preoccupied with other things, maybe I really am starting to lose my way about the ring, but now that Anthology is finished, people just have it in them to think that I'm a pushover. But not every day is the same people, even the sun shines on a dogs' ass sometimes, hell...even The First finally pulled off a miracle and won the World Heavyweight Championship.
Took him twenty-seven times to do it and he abruptly lost it in his first defense...but even stranger things have happened.
And lo' and behold...I'm back at square one...working towards the EPW Tag Team Championship, my first taste of Gold back in the day.
Only I don't have Jared Wells as my partner, not even Joey Melton or Larry Tact.
I have Shawn. Jessica. Hart.
(Cruise grits his teeth)
PEE. AYTCH. DEE.
The same derilict sonova***** that cheated his way into winning what was MY Intercontinental title, the same man who switched from Anthology to Hope to being on his own again.
Yeah, you can bet that I haven't forgotten about that, Shawn, you're still on my hitlist as far as scores to settle. But in the grand scheme of things, it's a ways down the road.
You're right though, we've been on opposite sides before as well as in the same corner, most notably in our episodes with Anthology.
And here we are again.
Tag Team Partners.
And not quite the illustrious kind that went out on the town in Vegas and out to Looney's in Maryland and made those places famous for a second time.
This time it's for "King of the Cage" and a possible shot at the Tag Titles.
As I said however...that's down the road given the brackets...the first step is against Karl Brown and his own partner.
Beau Michaels.
Beau, maybe it's because of your lifestyle, maybe it's because you're just not that successful here, but has it ever occurred to you that maybe you just don't belong in some places?? First there was NFW, then you went after Joey here in Empire, then you waffled back over to NFW and tried again...and now you're back here.
Where you're not wanted.
Call it what you will, I really could careless anymore, not just about you but about ANYONE.
If getting the message through to you means that I'm the one that has to slam the door shut in your face, then so beit.
Consider it my own version of Poetic Justice, if you will...and losing will be the fate that costs not just your future here, but Brown's as well.
Sleep with that on your conscience.
Now...Karl Brown.
You couldn't be more right...three out of the four competitors in this match for a shot at the TAG TEAM TITLES...have been INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, myself on two occasions. But neither of you have anything on record for a Tag Team Championship on your resume, so even with success...this is still your first taste of Championship Gold with someone watching your back at all times.
This will be magic number THREE for me....cliches aside...they say everything good comes in threes.
But you go right on and keep guessing, Karl....you're right again.
I AM better than you at this part of the business, and I'm not even being cocky about it...the stats speak for themselves.
But make no mistake about it....I've been watching you.
You're one of the longest reigning former champions in this company's history, so I know that you know what you're doing.
You are who you are for a reason.
But the fact is just that of what I said.
FORMER.
Just like myself, Shawn or Michaels...you've got a flaw.
You've got a chink in the armor that you seem to forget about as well.
And I'll find it.
Because that's part of the preparation that I do best, and I know you'll do the same for me.
Now...you might think that this is where I tell you that it's a Reality Check for you and Beau...but the fact is that you already know that.
But don't assume that I won't be able to handle a loss, because if you DO...one thing I know you'll hear very seldom in your career Karl...will be this:
Karl Brown...you...are WRONG.
FADEOUT
OORP: This was done with prior-proper consent. Please keep the razzing to a minimum fellas.
(Fadein, a hotelroom, with the bed unkept, and the music of Pink's "Get The Party Started" blasting in the backround with steam protruding from a bathroom door. Suddenly without warning the door kicks open and more steam spills out. The song continues as none other than Beau Michaels with a towel wrapped around his waist jumps out into the clearing, dancing and gyrating sexually and explicitely as his hair whips around. Rubber-necking continues and as the lyrics come in, Beau sings along.)
BM: AHHHHHHHHHHHMMMM COMIN' UP SO YOU BETTAH GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHMMMM COMIN' UP SO YOU BETTAH GET THIS PARTY STARTED!!!
(Beau continues to gyrate, getting progressively more explicit as the song continues.)
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waiting for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lot of style, check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I MEEEAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!
(Beau continues rubber-necking and grooving to the music as he turns and looks in the mirror at his image. However instead of Beau Michaels' reflection in the mirror we see Cameron Cruise, with the same white towel, moving his hips. His hair whipped about, his eyes widen and his face grimaces into that of shock.)
CC: NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
(And suddenly with that the scene changes into that of Cruise's bedroom, with Cruise abruptly snapping himself upward into a sitting position in bed, still under the covers. Looking down he sees that not only is he covered in sweat, but his blanket have been soaked in his persperation as well. Shaking his head, he tosses the covers back and hops out of bed toward the bathroom and hits the faucet to cool off before grabbing a towel.)
CC: Not again. NEVER..AGAIN. I'll KILL 'EM.
FADEOUT
-------------------------------
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro Wrestling backdrop, dressed in blue jeans and a black T-shirt and matching "Anarchy"-style shades.)
CC: Everybody's a critic.
Maybe it's because I'm alittle preoccupied with other things, maybe I really am starting to lose my way about the ring, but now that Anthology is finished, people just have it in them to think that I'm a pushover. But not every day is the same people, even the sun shines on a dogs' ass sometimes, hell...even The First finally pulled off a miracle and won the World Heavyweight Championship.
Took him twenty-seven times to do it and he abruptly lost it in his first defense...but even stranger things have happened.
And lo' and behold...I'm back at square one...working towards the EPW Tag Team Championship, my first taste of Gold back in the day.
Only I don't have Jared Wells as my partner, not even Joey Melton or Larry Tact.
I have Shawn. Jessica. Hart.
(Cruise grits his teeth)
PEE. AYTCH. DEE.
The same derilict sonova***** that cheated his way into winning what was MY Intercontinental title, the same man who switched from Anthology to Hope to being on his own again.
Yeah, you can bet that I haven't forgotten about that, Shawn, you're still on my hitlist as far as scores to settle. But in the grand scheme of things, it's a ways down the road.
You're right though, we've been on opposite sides before as well as in the same corner, most notably in our episodes with Anthology.
And here we are again.
Tag Team Partners.
And not quite the illustrious kind that went out on the town in Vegas and out to Looney's in Maryland and made those places famous for a second time.
This time it's for "King of the Cage" and a possible shot at the Tag Titles.
As I said however...that's down the road given the brackets...the first step is against Karl Brown and his own partner.
Beau Michaels.
Beau, maybe it's because of your lifestyle, maybe it's because you're just not that successful here, but has it ever occurred to you that maybe you just don't belong in some places?? First there was NFW, then you went after Joey here in Empire, then you waffled back over to NFW and tried again...and now you're back here.
Where you're not wanted.
Call it what you will, I really could careless anymore, not just about you but about ANYONE.
If getting the message through to you means that I'm the one that has to slam the door shut in your face, then so beit.
Consider it my own version of Poetic Justice, if you will...and losing will be the fate that costs not just your future here, but Brown's as well.
Sleep with that on your conscience.
Now...Karl Brown.
You couldn't be more right...three out of the four competitors in this match for a shot at the TAG TEAM TITLES...have been INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, myself on two occasions. But neither of you have anything on record for a Tag Team Championship on your resume, so even with success...this is still your first taste of Championship Gold with someone watching your back at all times.
This will be magic number THREE for me....cliches aside...they say everything good comes in threes.
But you go right on and keep guessing, Karl....you're right again.
I AM better than you at this part of the business, and I'm not even being cocky about it...the stats speak for themselves.
But make no mistake about it....I've been watching you.
You're one of the longest reigning former champions in this company's history, so I know that you know what you're doing.
You are who you are for a reason.
But the fact is just that of what I said.
FORMER.
Just like myself, Shawn or Michaels...you've got a flaw.
You've got a chink in the armor that you seem to forget about as well.
And I'll find it.
Because that's part of the preparation that I do best, and I know you'll do the same for me.
Now...you might think that this is where I tell you that it's a Reality Check for you and Beau...but the fact is that you already know that.
But don't assume that I won't be able to handle a loss, because if you DO...one thing I know you'll hear very seldom in your career Karl...will be this:
Karl Brown...you...are WRONG.
FADEOUT
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Personalities in Empire Pro Wrestling
[FADE IN to a forest clearing. The camera PANS ROUND past a large rock, in front of which is the remains of a fire, and on to a branch. The camera stares at the branch for several long seconds]
Karl: Over here.
[PAN ROUND to the rock again – but we can’t see the former TV champ]
Karl: Behind the rock.
[PAN ROUND to the other side of the rock, where “The Dragon” is sitting in his walking clothes: zipped up fleece jacket, jeans and walking boots]
Karl: Let me guess, after dozens of times sitting in the tree I’m expected to be there all the time? I guess I can’t blame you for looking there when all I said was I’d be in this clearing. If things happen the same way time and time again you get to the point where everyone is in the same habit.
Take me. I thought Shawn would be totally overconfident, but instead, he’s only being Shawn Hart. Overconfident, yes, but none more so than normal. He’s only thinking phase two of his project fame and fortune is going to take off, while Cameron?
Well… Cameron’s kept the same policy he seems to have had since high school. Ignore history. But if Shawn is just being Shawn, then Cameron is just being Cameron. It’s what I’d expect from him – it’s the same things he’s said for years and been proven wrong about on several occasions. But it would have been nice if, like Shawn, he’d feigned humility for once.
Wait… it’s Dan Ryan who’s the Ego Buster, not Cameron Cruise. My mistake.
Really, Cameron, I’m not surprised. The whole chink in the armour bit – it’s something you’ve said to me before. That you’d find it. That you’d prove you were the rightful Intercontinental Champion of the day, and that I wouldn’t’ve been champion if Joey hadn’t cast an evil spell and turned you into a raging racist in the eyes of the media.
It worked well for you then, didn’t it? Or did I get those last two words round the wrong way? I may have done, after all nobody is perfect and I’ll be the first to admit I’ve made plenty of mistakes and been wrong on occasion. I was wrong about Anarky, and look where he is.
But then again, at least I tend to listen, Cameron. And I know that I don’t seem like the type who doesn’t enjoy repeating himself given how often I have to repeat myself, but I hope you listen this time.
I’m in this business to be pushed beyond my limits.
Confused? I hope not. But in case you are – those chinks in my armour, as you call them? Are precisely what I want you to find. My challenge isn’t to be perfect – I know that’s impossible. My challenge is that when someone finds that chink – when someone shows me that limit – I push beyond it. It’s part of what makes me the person with the second most days as champion in Empire Pro Wrestling history. Because when someone’s shown me where one of my limits is, I’ve stuck at it, and pushed against it until I went beyond.
You, Cameron? Well, you’re no slouch. Three tag team title reigns behind you isn’t a small feat. Two Intercontinental title reigns behind you... I’m sorry, the cameraman’s looking confused. I guess the three tag title reigns?
[beat]
Karl: Well, technically I guess it’s three. I don’t know how the front office counts the time Melton didn’t turn up for a defence so Beast awarded the belts to Blitz, and then a month later Dan Ryan gave the belts back to Cruise and Melton. It could be two, it could be three. I’ll ask Dan the next time I see him, but for now let’s say three. It makes it sound like Cameron’s been hit in the head too many times. OK?
[beat]
Karl: Seriously though, Cameron, whether you have a third or fourth reign with the tag team titles in your future is immaterial at this point. No, I’m not going to claim that Joey was the reason for your success, because I honestly think you held more than your own there.
But success in the tag team division before, means nothing for you now.
Why?
Because Shawn Hart isn’t Joey Melton. He’s not worse than Joey, he’s not better than Joey, but he is different, and your success in Empire Pro’s tag team division?
Was all with Joey Melton. Beating Blitz and Golem and X-Ecutioner, was done with Joey. Beating the Highland Park Social Club was done with Joey Melton. Having the belts handed back, was done with Joey Melton.
You’ve said it yourself – you and Shawn have a history. You have animosity. Your personalities have been proven before not to mesh. The question isn’t whether you and Shawn are great wrestlers, but whether you two can coexist? That’s a major thing in tag team competition. Are you two on the same page? Will you have each other’s back? Will you two be able to guarantee coexistence?
I doubt it. From listening to you two, you’re not even focused on Empire Pro Wrestling.
Can Beau and I coexist? I don’t know. We’ve got no history together, so whether our personalities mix or not I won’t even hazard a guess. All I can do – all I can say with one hundred per cent certainty – is that I am going to do everything in my power to make sure Beau and I make it to the next round. I’m not going to claim that any dissention between Cruise and Hart is going to make this match easy. I’m not going to claim that because of my history, I’m a shoe-in to move forward. I’m not going to claim anything but giving it every single thing I have, like I do every time I set foot in the ring.
And if that’s not enough, well… I know what to work on. But from the looks of things – Shawn’s jet could very well be the recently decommissioned Harrier Jet, and Cameron’s dream of a third, fourth, whatever tag title reign, a first without Joey Melton, will remain just that.
A dream.
Hopefully not the same kind of dream it looks like Beau was having either… but so long as the guy does the business in a Empire Pro ring it doesn’t matter what else he gets up to.
[FADE OUT]
[FADE IN to a forest clearing. The camera PANS ROUND past a large rock, in front of which is the remains of a fire, and on to a branch. The camera stares at the branch for several long seconds]
Karl: Over here.
[PAN ROUND to the rock again – but we can’t see the former TV champ]
Karl: Behind the rock.
[PAN ROUND to the other side of the rock, where “The Dragon” is sitting in his walking clothes: zipped up fleece jacket, jeans and walking boots]
Karl: Let me guess, after dozens of times sitting in the tree I’m expected to be there all the time? I guess I can’t blame you for looking there when all I said was I’d be in this clearing. If things happen the same way time and time again you get to the point where everyone is in the same habit.
Take me. I thought Shawn would be totally overconfident, but instead, he’s only being Shawn Hart. Overconfident, yes, but none more so than normal. He’s only thinking phase two of his project fame and fortune is going to take off, while Cameron?
Well… Cameron’s kept the same policy he seems to have had since high school. Ignore history. But if Shawn is just being Shawn, then Cameron is just being Cameron. It’s what I’d expect from him – it’s the same things he’s said for years and been proven wrong about on several occasions. But it would have been nice if, like Shawn, he’d feigned humility for once.
Wait… it’s Dan Ryan who’s the Ego Buster, not Cameron Cruise. My mistake.
Really, Cameron, I’m not surprised. The whole chink in the armour bit – it’s something you’ve said to me before. That you’d find it. That you’d prove you were the rightful Intercontinental Champion of the day, and that I wouldn’t’ve been champion if Joey hadn’t cast an evil spell and turned you into a raging racist in the eyes of the media.
It worked well for you then, didn’t it? Or did I get those last two words round the wrong way? I may have done, after all nobody is perfect and I’ll be the first to admit I’ve made plenty of mistakes and been wrong on occasion. I was wrong about Anarky, and look where he is.
But then again, at least I tend to listen, Cameron. And I know that I don’t seem like the type who doesn’t enjoy repeating himself given how often I have to repeat myself, but I hope you listen this time.
I’m in this business to be pushed beyond my limits.
Confused? I hope not. But in case you are – those chinks in my armour, as you call them? Are precisely what I want you to find. My challenge isn’t to be perfect – I know that’s impossible. My challenge is that when someone finds that chink – when someone shows me that limit – I push beyond it. It’s part of what makes me the person with the second most days as champion in Empire Pro Wrestling history. Because when someone’s shown me where one of my limits is, I’ve stuck at it, and pushed against it until I went beyond.
You, Cameron? Well, you’re no slouch. Three tag team title reigns behind you isn’t a small feat. Two Intercontinental title reigns behind you... I’m sorry, the cameraman’s looking confused. I guess the three tag title reigns?
[beat]
Karl: Well, technically I guess it’s three. I don’t know how the front office counts the time Melton didn’t turn up for a defence so Beast awarded the belts to Blitz, and then a month later Dan Ryan gave the belts back to Cruise and Melton. It could be two, it could be three. I’ll ask Dan the next time I see him, but for now let’s say three. It makes it sound like Cameron’s been hit in the head too many times. OK?
[beat]
Karl: Seriously though, Cameron, whether you have a third or fourth reign with the tag team titles in your future is immaterial at this point. No, I’m not going to claim that Joey was the reason for your success, because I honestly think you held more than your own there.
But success in the tag team division before, means nothing for you now.
Why?
Because Shawn Hart isn’t Joey Melton. He’s not worse than Joey, he’s not better than Joey, but he is different, and your success in Empire Pro’s tag team division?
Was all with Joey Melton. Beating Blitz and Golem and X-Ecutioner, was done with Joey. Beating the Highland Park Social Club was done with Joey Melton. Having the belts handed back, was done with Joey Melton.
You’ve said it yourself – you and Shawn have a history. You have animosity. Your personalities have been proven before not to mesh. The question isn’t whether you and Shawn are great wrestlers, but whether you two can coexist? That’s a major thing in tag team competition. Are you two on the same page? Will you have each other’s back? Will you two be able to guarantee coexistence?
I doubt it. From listening to you two, you’re not even focused on Empire Pro Wrestling.
Can Beau and I coexist? I don’t know. We’ve got no history together, so whether our personalities mix or not I won’t even hazard a guess. All I can do – all I can say with one hundred per cent certainty – is that I am going to do everything in my power to make sure Beau and I make it to the next round. I’m not going to claim that any dissention between Cruise and Hart is going to make this match easy. I’m not going to claim that because of my history, I’m a shoe-in to move forward. I’m not going to claim anything but giving it every single thing I have, like I do every time I set foot in the ring.
And if that’s not enough, well… I know what to work on. But from the looks of things – Shawn’s jet could very well be the recently decommissioned Harrier Jet, and Cameron’s dream of a third, fourth, whatever tag title reign, a first without Joey Melton, will remain just that.
A dream.
Hopefully not the same kind of dream it looks like Beau was having either… but so long as the guy does the business in a Empire Pro ring it doesn’t matter what else he gets up to.
[FADE OUT]