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AGGRESSION 61: Main Event: Impulse (c) & Steven Shane vs. The First & Eddie Burns

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AGGRESSION 61: Main Event: Impulse (c) & Steven Shane vs. The First & Eddie Burns

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Nevermore

Suddenly, I heard a tapping. As if someone gently rapping.

Rapping on the front door of our apartment at seven in the damn morning. What the hell, hero?

It probably didn't help that Rose and I have only been asleep for about an hour. Planetoid played last night way downtown and when you hang out with our friends, it's never the event that takes your energy.

It's the after-party, and it's even rougher on those of us who live above 200th when the after-party is in Brooklyn.

One second, I rasped, pulling on a pair of sweats and trying to open my other eye, Hold on, I said. Being around smokers, even when they have to go outside, always messes with my voice. I got up and looked back at Rose, she was still sound asleep. Good.

That means I won't have to smack whoever woke me up: none of our friends would be awake yet.

More knocking. I closed the bedroom door and turned right at the end of the hall toward the front door. Three locks turned quickly. I probably should've checked the peephole first, but it's too early.

"Hello, Randall Knox?" said the man at the door.

He was wearing a cheap suit, and holding a microphone that didn't appear to be plugged into anything.

Yeah, I said. That's me. Who are you?

"James Murphy," he said, "EPW. Can I ask you a few questions?"

That's right. This is the guy that Steven Shane is always abusing.

He looked hungry. Waif eyes, I think Poppy called them, in one of her books. Like he's desperately trying to get someone - anyone - from the Empire to acknowledge him.

C'mon in, I said, want some coffee?

James took a tentative step inside, like he was never invited anywhere before. I looked back at him and gestured that yes, he's allowed to step inside.

Take a seat, I said, I'll be right there.

He went for the kitchen while I reentered the bedroom.

"Who is it," mumbled Rose, still half - asleep.

Some guy from EPW, I said, we're gonna have a cup of coffee and talk for a bit, I just wanted to let you know so that if you want to get up and he's still here you'll put something on before you come out.

She smiled at me, didn't open her eyes, and said "thanks."

I pulled on the shirt I wore last night that someone spilled a drink on, and left the bedroom. Not exactly the look we're going for with Impulse, the Marathon Man... but this guy asked to speak with Randall Knox.

Randall Knox ain't no hero, he's just a regular guy with an active night life.

So, what's on your mind, I asked, as I filled the coffee pot with water.

"Well, well, uhh.... um--" he said.

I chuckled. You okay, I said, or are you just not used to not being insulted?

"I don't get--"

Raised an eyebrow.

"Okay," said James, "I couldn't find Steven Shane so I looked you up."

There was already a sugar bowl on the table, but I took out the half and half and put it down in front of James. Why do you do it, I asked, if he's always talking down at you.

"At least he talks to me," said James, "none of the other EPW guys have ever given me the time of day, and maybe if I can keep at it, I'll get an actual job there."

I poured two cups and thought about it. He's going about it the wrong way, but I respect what he's saying. All he wants is someone to listen.

Well, I said, adding far too much cream and sugar to my cup, putting the second in front of him, not to knock your buddy Steve, but you might get in a bit better if you had your hands on the first official interview that the Empire's Intercontinental Champion ever gave, huh?

"The first..."

Yeah, I said, that's the point. He and Eddie Burns.

"No, I meant," said James, "Never mind."

My joke apparently went over his head, so I let it go. What did you want to know, I asked.

"Well mainly, what do you think about your match?" asked James, "You and Steven Shane - a man you narrowly defeated at Aggression 60 - against the former World Champion and his partner."

Let me start with Shane, I said. He had the chance to steal the title in Baltimore, and he didn't. That shows integrity: and since he had no idea that this tag match was on the way, it means I trust him far enough to be my partner this week. Plus, he's been here as long as me, he knows how high profile this is.

"High profile?" asked James, "Can you elaborate?"

I've got a belt, I said, and The First used to have a belt. This is a main event match in a top level wrestling promotion; this is where he can show he belongs on top, if he does belong there. He'll wrestle this one on the up and up.

"And you'd bet your career on that?" asked James.

I've bet it on less, I said.

There was noise in the other room; Rosie was apparently starting to rise.

Listen, I continued, what Shane did in Baltimore was commendable. He had the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and steal my title with a questionable shot to the back of my head. He didn't take it, which goes against everything he's been saying about how he's the best in the business, everything he says is said with the implication that he's owed something by the wrestling business.

I leaned back in my chair and drank a healthy mouthful of coffee. His actions suggest some kind of internal conflict, I said, between the man he's been and the man he's trying to be. He'll get there, and he'll be better for it.

"Good, good," said James, "So you think you'll be able to function as a team? You've both had some experience with teams in EPW so far, with varying degrees of success."

Difference, I said, is that this isn't an ongoing commitment. This is a one shot deal, and we've got an immediate goal: victory. This doesn't involve tag team championships or Kings of the Cage. Plus, we've got somewhat better partners this time.

"You two are former opponents," said James, "Does that make you better partners?"

Better than who, I asked. Erik Black? Strung out dopesmoker who values style over substance? Better than Stalker, who's been trying so hard to write his own version of The Prince that he's forgetting the simple fact that he doesn't have a title shot. Shane and I both have the goods, and we'll be able to do what we do best.

"Even against the former Champion?"

Let me stop you right there, I said, and this might sound a little cold, but The First was never the Empire's World Champion.

"I don't understand," said James, looking at me with confusion on his face.

He carried the belt, that's true, I said, but one of the first things I've learned in this business is that the man makes the title, the title does not make the man. The Champion is supposed to be the top wrestler in the company, and in my opinion, that definition has never applied to The First. My opinion only got stronger when he lost the belt to Anarky, and immediately vanished.

Now, he's come back and he's explained that he wants to do this right, I continued, work his way to the top to prove what I just said as wrong, and that's cool. I hope he does make it, but in that vein, it's evident to me that The First is the one with the most to prove in this match.

James nodded. "That's an interesting take," he said, "No worries that Shane will upstage you as the hero again?"

I laughed. So did Rose from the other room, but decided to stay out of the kitchen.

I read that, you know, I said. Someone reviewed the show, said that the role of the hero is mine to lose on any given night. You know what, I'll lose it every night, I don't care. Being the hero isn't my identity, and it isn't my one claim to fame. I do what I do because it makes sense to me and it's how I want to handle my business. Quite frankly, I'd love to see someone else try to quote unquote steal my heroic thunder.

No, I didn't do the air quotes, I'd have to punch myself if I did.

It's not about heroes and villains, I said, it's about your own revolution.

James listened intently, and nodded. "That's about all I have," he said, "Thanks."

Any time, I replied. I shook his hand and gestured to the door. Good luck, bro.

And I meant it.

I'm sure this wasn't over, but there's three other participants in the match, each of us with our own agendas and reasons to want to make a mark.

Maybe... we all could.
 

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Re: Nevermore

(FADEIN: Downtown Salem out in front of Harrison’s Comics, as the scene opens we see The First and Muse walking inside the place, Eddie “The Fire” Burns seems to let them know he’ll be following them in just a moment, but he’s got something to do first.

Eddie’s slightly taller than First, and most likely outweighs him by twenty or so pounds. His hair is brown and slightly longer than a crew cut, his face looks young but he has a few scars on his forehead. He is wearing a green “Believe in Boston” T-Shirt and blue jeans.)

BURNS: I know what everyone is thinking, that I’m going to be the silent partner, the violence behind the wit o’ The First and the hi jinx of Muse…Well that’s not me…EPW Main Event is how I open up my career here…That’s fine with me…Fact is I wouldn’t care where they put this match on the card…Fact is that all I ever care about is who’s across the ring from me...

And that’s Steven Shane and Impulse…Two of the big names in this business…Two guys who fight in front of huge crowds all the time…And you’re thinking this might get to me…Well you know what, maybe it will the night before the match and maybe on the walk to the ring I might have those butterflies in my stomach…But once I start punching and getting punched…That’ll all go away…

Cutting to the chase about all of this…I don’t really care for you Impulse…Now First has a soft spot in his heart for you, and lord knows I’m gonna have to avoid throwing up when he gets all weepy in celebration of this match that he’s wanted to have for so very long. But for me, well you’re just a punk.

You got that Stevens stink on you, I dunno if Ivy gave it to you or what, but you look down your nose at the world, you got all these people conned, because you’re small, and you don’t cheat in the ring you think that’s enough to make the world love you…And so far it’s worked, but the fact is I see through all of it…Every word out of your mouth is a cut down, an insult, a way to degrade people…You’re a jerk…Plain and simple…

You might not like how First won the EPW World Title, but guess what, he did…And well I’m so glad you’re going willing to bless this restart of his career, but only if he walks the straight and narrow Impulse way…You’re the friggin’ Tony Dungy of EPW, this arrogant high priest grudgingly handing out his benedictions to the worthy.

You bless your dear little partner Steven Shane…You’re even welcoming First back into your embrace…What a hero you are, lord knows this whole world needs to do right in your eyes…

What a self-righteous prick you are…How we all have to humble ourselves curry favor with you…People like you always get to me…

And you might be wondering where this is all coming from, being that we haven’t met or anything, but I hear you on the TV all the time, but there was those times right after First lost his World Title…He was going through some serious sh*t, and I know you didn’t know about some of it so whatever on that…But I still had the TV on…And I hear you, Mister high and mighty, the hero who’s high moral standing the world should follow…And what you do when you’re talking about First?

You call him Brian…

And that showed me all I ever needed to know about you…That you would kick a man when he’s down, that you would disrespect somebody when they are at their lowest point…And you would do it like a coward would, when he wasn’t around to defend himself or respond to your comments…

So all this Code sh*t all this honor and integrity you claim to have…I know it’s not really there…I know you’re just as morally bankrupt as the next guy…You get your shots in your way, and one day…It’ll all come back to you…

As for who I am and where do I get the nerve to say these things to such a great man as you…I’m someone who’s bled all over America…I’ve done a tour in Japan…There isn’t a VFH Hall, town fair, high school gym or 1,200 seat event hall that I haven’t sweated and bled in…I’ve chased that white line from town to town racing after five hundred dollar pay days and sometimes the money wasn’t there…I had my first match when I was 17 with a fake ID and I’ve never looked back…I might be young as a person…And I really have no idea the age of my soul…Not my department…But as a wrestler…I’ve been around the block…

I’ve slept in my car for a month using a truck stop to get my showers …I live and die by this business…Maybe I’m just here because First got my foot in the door, maybe I’m talking a big game and I can’t back it up and when you and Steven Shane start beating on me, I won’t be able to hack it…

But know this for damn sure…This is my chance at the spotlight, this is my moment to make my career into a reality…And I will put EVERYTHING on the line in this match…But don’t you worry Impulse…I’m going to do this on the up and up…Not to impress you, not so we can all have a big hug at the end and go to Friendlys and get a fribble.

No I want to do this by the book so you and Steven Shane have no excuses after we beat you…I want to do this fair and square so people know that I can fight two of the best in the world, and yeah, I might have the best wrestler in the world as my partner…But I’m not here to carry his bags or ride his coat tails…I’m here to fight whoever they put in front of us…I’m here for us to beat the two of you and move on till we get our crack at the EPW World Tag Team Titles…And we’re going to get those belts once we get that shot…

You two are a nice feather in the cap for my career…But you’re just a step on a journey…This begins here…And for me really and honestly…It’s always ended with me beating The First at Wrestleverse for the EPW World Title…You’re the lucky ones that get to be the first step towards that final goal…

(The First and Muse walk out of Harrisons with a bag of comics and a small container.)

FIRST: You busy telling Impulse you’re going to beat me at Wrestleverse?

BURNS: You know it…

(First punches Eddie in the arm)

FIRST: Good luck with that, let’s get some food at the Gulu.

(Eddie nods and the three walk to the Gulu Gulu café…FADEOUT)
 
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Re: Nevermore

Our scene opens up to the backstage area of an Empire Pro house show. The camera leads into the locker room of none other than “Sensational” Steven Shane. Shane begins to talk to someone that we cannot see.

Shane: Are you freakin’ kidding me?

Are you freakin’ kidding me?

The camera pans around to show James Murphy standing in front of Steven Shane, head down.

Shane: I make you famous and you go seeking out other wrestlers?

James: Well, I was just trying to get my name out there?

Shane: The only place you got your name is my **** list.

James: But I thought that if I could get some words in with Impulse that it might get you onto better terms with him for a title rematch.

Shane: You think I need your help to earn a rematch?

James: Well-

Shane: I took Impulse to the freakin’ limit. You think he didn’t notice that?

James: He certainly seemed to.

Shane: My point exactly. Now, are you going to conduct an interview or not?

James: If you’ll allow me, sir.

Shane: Proceed.

James clears his throat as he prepares to start the interview.

James: Steven Shane. Given what happened at Aggression, what do you believe your future will be going forward with Impulse?

Shane: I believe we’ll be tag team partners at the upcoming Aggression.

James: That’s a fair assumption given that the card has already been announced.

Shane: Thank you.

James: Riiight. You’re welcome. So let’s get your thoughts on what happened at the previous Aggression. You had Impulse dead to rights, but you took the high road. Do you regret your actions now knowing the result of the match?

Shane: Absolutely not.

James: Really?

Shane: Really.

James: Really?

Shane: Really? Are you doing this?

James: Sorry, it’s just hard to imagine that you don’t regret losing a shot at the Intercontinental Title.

Shane: Not as much as you regret wearing that shirt.

James: But this is my Fubu jersey…

Shane: And yet you sound so intrigued.

James: Okay. Okay. So what about your future with Impulse?

Shane: You mean like your future with Big Gay Bruce?

James: Wow. That is so unnecessary.

Shane: You and your man loving or my bringing it up?

James: I hate you so much.

Shane: But you need me?

James: Yeah?

Shane: Like The First needs a bottle of shampoo.

James: You’re so terrible.

Shane: Yet so right.

James: You are relentless.

Shane: Not as relentless as those skinny jeans you’re wearing.

James: But they’re in style!

Shane: For teenagers without muscle or fat.

James: One out of two isn’t bad.

Shane: Is it?

James: Steve, can we get back to this interview?

Shane: Please hurry before that button becomes a deadly weapon.

James can only sigh as he continues on.

James: Okay Steve, let’s get down to the matter at hand. You are tag teaming with the man that you took to the limit at Aggression. How do you feel this match is going to go down?

Shane: I’m sure that two professionals such as he and I will be able to coexist long enough to pull out a victory over a FORMER champ and a professional high school gym filler.

James: You really feel that strongly about it?

Shane: Almost as strong as that cheap cologne you’re wearing to cover up that body odor we’ve talked about.

James: I can’t take anymore of this.

Shane: Me neither. I’ve been holding my breath this whole time.

James: I’m going back to Knox’s…

Shane: Bring me back a cup o’ joe.
 

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(FADEIN: The First sitting on a bench in front of the Gulu Gulu café, it’s next to the Bewitched Statue. First has his face painted white with the “Eye of Horus” motif in black around his eyes. He’s dressed in all black.)

FIRST: You had to have that moment in your life Impulse…Where you were really going to do it…Going to finally break two hundred pounds…And you ate and ate…Protein shakes…All of it…

And your body wouldn’t do it…It just won’t let it happen…You push and push but it won’t give in and you feel sick, bloated…So you decide that your body wins…You just live with how it is…

I top out at a mocking 199…Normally it’s 197…But sometimes the water weight and all that kicks in, but try as I might, that friggin’ scale won’t give me the honor of hitting 2 bills…

There isn’t a woman in America, and hell, I bet about 80% of the guys in this country that wouldn’t give everything they have to have our gift…Yet for us it’s a curse…Funny how the world makes it so those who have something don’t want it and those who want it can’t get it…Fate is a cruel master…

And the fun part about it all is…Once we hit our early 30’s…Once we lose a step…Once the bumps and bruises of the career have gotten to us…Then the metabolism slows right down, that weight comes right on when you don’t need it…Then you have to fight just to maintain this…This body that you know isn’t supposed to be enough to compete in this world…

I see a guy like Copycat…Like Willard or even Cruise…And I think how much easier this business would be if I had a few more inches of height…If I had that forty pounds of muscle…Hell I envy Eddie and he’s still not a big guy by industry standards…

And then I look at us…We have to be nuts…We have to want this so bad we go against everything that the world tells us…A good big man beats a good little man…All of it…We spit in its face…We say we’re going to do this and to hell with the fact that the tools we were given in the form of these bodies aren’t as good as the other guys…

You find ways to out quick them, outsmart them, out wrestle them, skill and technique replacing brute force and power…Things they’ll never learn become second nature to us…Angles they’ll never know about are our bread and butter…

And we rose, I always watched you in the Frontier, you never took a backward step…Never gave an inch to anyone, you were a great champion there…You’re a great champion here…You might not have respected my run here…But that’s your prerogative…I always wanted you to win it all over there while I held the belt here…And then find a way to sneak off to somewhere, some arena in the middle of nowhere and there…Me and you, the two little men in a world of giants…Who overcame everything and achieved the impossible could put on a show for the world to see…

I’m so bummed you lost to Castor…Hell Castor’s a friend of mine…But I was still rooting for you…I might not have done things as you woulda liked…But I can’t tell you the feeling when the dream is achieved…That wave of emotion that shoots through your body after they announce you the new champion, your music playing…(Shudders) Minneapolis will always hold a dear place in my heart…I want you to get there to…I really do…

So really man, you’re my dream match…I think of you as just skill incarnate, and I see a man who I know won’t ever back down, won’t ever give up, you want this as bad as I do…You have to…So I know I’m in for a hell of a fight, and that is a thrilling feeling…I want to measure myself against a person of that caliber…I want to see where I am in relation to the top level of competition in this business and I know you’re going to give it to me straight…You’re a harsh test, and if I pass it…Well I’d feel pretty damn good about myself…

As for Steven Shane…Well I don’t know where you get off trashing some guy trying to make a buck doing interviews for EPW…And yeah I’m sure Eddie’s going to hear a lot about his pedigree being beneath that of the guys who’ve already walked the walk in EPW…But honestly, you’re dismissing everyone in this match? You’re a joke Steven…

This isn’t a night of just thinking lacing up the boots and hitting the ring is going to be enough to get it done…You might have had the night of your life against Impulse, but the match I saw was him controlling you till you started stretching the rules…And then when it finally came time to make the decision…You flinched…Lots of people call it heroic…That you wanted to do things the right way…Maybe it was…But I don’t give you credit for anything…As far as I’m concerned you choked…Impulse won and you lost, that’s what the record says at the end of the day…

It doesn’t say “Steven Shane coulda been a jerk and won, but he didn’t so good on him.” There’s no moral victories in this game…I should know better than most, I’ve spend my EPW career being mocked for celebrating a loss to Triple X as being the biggest match of my career…And it’s funny but not a lot of people in the locker room give you credit for coming close…

So great, you lost to Impulse, where’s the parade? Where’s the after-party? All I’ve seen is you get carried by Stalker to the tag titles and then you couldn’t even make it to the ring to defend them at Wrestleverse…

If you think you’re too good to be in the ring with Eddie…You got another thing coming…I’ve talked a lot about will and determination…And rest assured Eddie has it in spades…and me…Well, I might have made mistakes…I might have done things I’m not proud of…But I did those things because I needed to win…Because I had to win…Might have been short sighted and stupid of me, but I was driven…

I don’t see that in you Steven…I don’t see a man who NEEDS to get his arm raised…I don’t see a man who’s going to leave it all in the ring and walk away knowing he did all he could, win or lose…You’re the weak link here as far as I’m concerned…Out of the four men in this match, I think you’re the one most likely to reach his breaking point and call it a day…

Cause in the end, no matter if your Dan Ryan, or some under sized fool who doesn’t know any better…It comes down to heart, it comes down to wanting to roll that shoulder off the canvas when your body is begging you not to…It comes down to taking three punches to get one in for yourself…It means struggling and suffering and waiting for your moment to get that one big comeback and hoping against hope that it’s enough to keep the other guy down, and if it’s not, taking a deep breath and going right back at it for some more…

Impulse might be a test for me…But Eddie and I…We’re a tall test for you Steven…And I don’t think you’ll pass it…I feel bad for Impulse, he deserves a partner better than you…But you are the hand that Fate dealt him…And I don’t mind picking on a weak link to get a win…

But for Impulse’s sake and the fans sake…I do hope you show up for this one…Cause it could be a hell of a match if you do…

(FADEOUT)
 

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Ride it Out

(FADEIN...

Quickie here. Impulse mask on a stand.

That might be a good stipulation match. Note to self.

And...)

"A good big man beats a good little man?"

"Don't forget that one of us has a victory over our esteemed boss."

"I tried, The First. For an entire semester of college, I tried protein shakes and hours of weights, every day. I had a food itinerary."

"Yeah, I ate an itemized meal on a schedule. You know what it did for me while I was trying to put on some weight and up my weight class while I was on the wrestling team in college?"

"Pushed me all the way to 191."

...

"Yeah, sacrificing my nightlife for twelve weeks was totally worth three pounds of muscle. Fortunately, I already had a foundation of wrestling skill from four years in high school, two years - at that point - in college, one Saturday a month at the VFW working in front of twenty people, and a pair of major league matches six months apart."

Also, three years straight and four summers, working and training with the best that the business ever produced.

"My point is that I was prepared for an uphill climb when I started wrestling full time, just like you should have been."

"Of course you were. You spent how long, trying to take that belt away from Sean Stevens?"

That wasn't a cheap shot. Really.

"I'll be honest with you, I know how you and Triple X felt about each other, and based on my track record I should be totally with you on how that went down. He was the arrogant bastard, you were the plucky underdog, gothy as hell and therefore the outcast amongst outcasts."

"But I'm not. And that has nothing to do with his relationships with my trainers."

And, like Miss Ivy, watch how I magically make this walk through your past relevant.

"Your buddy Eddie thinks I'm a fraud because I follow a specific path in my life and my career. Even though I don't flaunt it except to defend it on a personal level, even though I don't demand that other people do what I do, even though calling you Brian was more a matter of convenience."

Seriously, I tried to do this three or four times and kept tripping over calling you The First. If I refer to you by your first name again, please let your chauffeur Eddie know that it's incidental, and isn't meant to offend.

"But what you and Eddie should know is that the only thing more important to me in this sport than my personal mission is respect. For myself, for the fans, for the rest of the boys."

"For the role of Champion."

"For two years, Sean Stevens was a greedy, overconfident prima donna who cared about the Empire - who defended the Empire with so much passion that he turned himself into the most hated man in the company. Where some saw ego, I saw inspiration. Where some saw arrogance, I saw confidence. Triple X defined himself by the Empire World Championship and did everything he could to keep the Empire strong. He lost it for a bit of time, and went through heaven and earth to get it back because he cared about the Empire."

That's not opinion: the stronger the Champion, the stronger the company.

"On the other hand, The First won the belt in an interesting - but decisive - fashion, and when you lost it to Anarky...?"

Exactly.

"My respect for you dropped because your actions told me that you cared more about the short term of a belt than the long term health of the Empire. You just wrestled in the main event of one of the marquee events of the year, your presence was good for the company."

"And you left."

"In my opinion, that showed a complete lack of respect for this business, this company, and the belt that you worked so hard to wrest from Sean Stevens."

In my opinion, that is. I wouldn't presume to speak for anyone else.

"Then you came back at Sixty, with a tag team partner and an attitude that you were going to do better. Work your way through the tag ranks to become the greatest team in the Empire, and at that point - if you felt like it - you'd climb the mountain again."

"And I respect that."

"Respect isn't a black and white issue, T.F. - and I know you know that. You might want to let your partner in on the secret. With Eddie, everything seems to be black and white."

("Does it mean he's wearing that color dress to the birthday massacre?" asked Rose, from somewhere off camera.)

Oh yeah, T.F. - Rose wants to know what you thought of their last album, seeing as her favorite band also appears to be yours. Just curious.

"I can appreciate your position, Eddie - you feel like your best buddy was disrespected and you want to get his back. There's a way to do it, however - without having to be the good guy. There's a way to do it without my having to be the bad guy."

It's all subjective.

"But you should know, this isn't life or death, Eddie. This isn't even a grudge match. This is one match. You and T.F. are enroute to the Tag Team Championship, Steven Shane and I are probably enroute to another match for my Intercontinental Championship."

"I'm just curious, Eddie - on two things."

"First, if you and T.F. beat Shane and I on the up - and - up, why would there be any excuses? For that matter, when have I ever made any excuses for a loss?"

"Second... the very fact that you would assume excuses are forthcoming tells me all I need to know about you."

"First rule of success in this business, Eddie - know your opponent."

"You might want to give that a try."

FADE
 

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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Main Event: Impulse (c) & Steven Shane vs. The First & Eddie Burn

(FADEIN: The First and Eddie Burns in a ring. First in black sweat pants, Eddie in red board shorts. Muse stands on the outside wearing a tank top and blue jeans. They start in a collar and elbow tie up and after a moment Eddie shifts to get First in an arm bar, then First manages to spin himself into Eddie’s body and then catches him with a hip toss into arm bar of his own.)

BURNS: Dammit!

FIRST: I am OK at this stuff…And this is just the starting point for what Impulse is going to do to you…That throw would have been a lot quicker and a lot harder coming from him…

(Eddie slowly moves to get to his feet and when he finally gets up he goes for a swing at First’s head. First ducks under and gets near Eddie again and this time Back Suplexes him. Eddie rolls to the floor clutching his neck.)

BURNS: F*CK (slams arms on the apron) dammit…I can not believe I keep getting hit with this sh*t.

FIRST: Look man, it’s coming for you all day when we get in that ring…You know I can’t go easy on you here…This is what we’re up against…And you signed on saying you were pulling your own weight…

BURNS: That’s what I want…No damn way I’m taking a free ride or skating by on your name…I don’t want to be a friggin’ charity case…I ain’t mad about nothing except the fact that I’m letting myself down…And in doing so…I’m letting you down…The idea that I’m going to get in the ring with that prick Impulse and he’s going to rag doll me like that…It makes me sick…

FIRST: He’s done it more often to a lot of other people…He is good at his job too you know…

BURNS: He’s still a prick as a person…Calling you T.F. now…Calling me your driver…He’s a punk plain and simple, all he does is cut people down and find ways to needle people…Busting on you for disrespecting this sport by walking away when you did…How the hell can he judge anyone? You were finding out your daughter wasn’t even yours…I’d like to see him deal with that sh*t and keep hitting the ring night in and night out…

FIRST: Hey, the past is the past…He wants to tell me that my run as EPW World Champ sucked…Well I think I said that when I came back to EPW…I know it sucked, but you know what…I’m proud I won that title…I don’t give a damn what anyone has to say about it…So few people have ever held that belt...To be in that group is an honor to me…

(Eddie gets back on the apron and enters the ring, he and First circle and this time Eddie gets a side headlock.)

BURNS: Oh now who’s the hero…Where’s your world class wrestling skills now FirstPulse?

(First grabs at Eddie’s hands and tries to pry the headlock free.)

BURN: No damn way you out muscling me shrimp…Even less likely your tiny hero will be able to—

(As Eddie is talking, First drops down and catches him with a drop toe hold and then floats over into a headlock.)

FIRST: Misdirection is the tool of the thinking wrestler. You would be well advised to learn it.

(Eddie lets out a series of incoherent shouts and yells as he’s caught in the headlock. Eddie fights to his feet and goes to back suplex First, who lands on his feet and then hits Eddie with a dropkick which staggers him out of the ring and to the floor. Eddie kicks a trash can that’s near the ring.)

BURNS: OH F*CKING HELL…Are you kidding me?

(Eddie picks up the trash can and slams it down.)

FIRST: Eddie calm down, you can’t wrestle when you’re this angry…

BURNS: Oh I’ll show you what I can or can not do!

(Burns charges into the ring and wildly swings at First with a clothesline, First sucks and then catches a leg and trips Eddie to the mat, First locks in a heel hook. Eddie starts screaming in pain. First holds the move for few seconds before letting go.)

FIRST: What the hell is wrong with you? We’re just practicing, you tap when you get caught like that, I’m not blowing your knee out here while you try to make some hero move to get to the ropes…

BURNS: I got a hero move for you buddy!

(Eddie kicks First low, crumpling First to the ground in a fetal ball.)

BURNS: There you are Mr. EPW World Champion! There’s f*cking Impulse, the greatest damn wrestler in the world! I can put you down with one shot if I want to…F*ck living by your damn rules, f*ck having to be all friendly and nice…This is about winning…That’s why Impulse calls your title run a failure, not cause you cheated, but because you took you eye off the ball, you f*cked up and let Anarky beat the f*ck out of you…That’s why you were a failure…Nothing else…

MUSE: What the f*ck is wrong with you Eddie?! Are you out of your mind?!

BURNS: Shut up whore!

(First pulls himself up by the ropes. He then spins around and looks at Eddie.)

FIRST: You seriously did not just call my wife that…You want to go down this path…We can do this right now…Your own private little WrestleVerse Main Event Dream Match…Just say the word Eddie and it’s go time…

(Eddie glares at First)

BURNS: I’ll do things my way in that ring, and if you want to call it cutting corners or cheating or whatever, that’s on you…I’m not going to be humiliated and embarrassed by Impulse and Steven Shane…No damn way am I gonna be made to look a fool in front of millions of people on TV…To hell with that…

(Eddie backs out of the ring, and then walks out of the gym, as he opens the door he says one final thing.)

Its 30 cent wing night at O’Neals…Ya’ll should stop by…We can shoot some darts…

(The door shuts.)

MUSE: You really had to go full speed with him…

FIRST: Hey, what was I supposed to do, keep the kid gloves on and let him get his head blown off in that ring? Impulse can end a match with you with one takedown…Steven Shane…I don’t have much in the way of respect for him, but he’s still a guy who’s been around the block many a time…Eddie’s making a big step up in competition…Dan Ryan didn’t give him a lay-up in his opener…That’s for sure…We got 10 days till the show…We’ll just have to hit the gym and keep fighting, get some sparring partners in here, try to do what we can to get him up to speed..

MUSE: What if he starts cheating?

FIRST: That’s on him…I ain’t following him…I’m not even using the Mist…It’s a gateway drug to the harder, more potent forms of cheating…(Chuckles at his own joke)

(Muse sighs, First hops through the ropes and sits on the apron, Muse jumps up and sits next to him on the apron. First puts his arm over her shoulder.)

MUSE: This was supposed to be easy…None of the stress of headlining and main eventing, just you, me and Eddie out there fighting for the tag belts, beating people up, winning the titles…We’re not even to the first match yet and we’re already cracking up here…

FIRST: Hey, things happen…Winning any title in EPW is hard…Felix and I didn’t make any headway for a while, hell we got split up…I lost a match to JA…Don’t really remember if it was my singles debut in EPW or not…But then next thing you know…Something happened and Felix and I got a tag title shot the next show and we just plowed through the champions and off we went…This stuff looks easy in hindsight, but when you’re living through it, it seems hard as hell…

MUSE: I guess…So…What’s your verdict on the new Birthday Massacre CD?

FIRST: I honestly can’t say I’ve heard it…Hopefully Rosie will get me a copy…

MUSE: It’s creepy she has that name…

FIRST: Whatever you say Katie.

MUSE: Oh that’s much worse than Eddie calling me a whore! You take that back mister! You take that back right now!

(Muse starts repeatedly punching First in the arm. First pleads for mercy and forgiveness as Muse continues to punch him. FADEOUT.)
 
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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Main Event: Impulse (c) & Steven Shane vs. The First & Eddie Burn

We open up to a near empty gym. The usual old guy sweating profusely from walking on a treadmill. The token hot girl on the adductor machine. The stereotypical muscle-bound, questionable steroid user. What else do you expect to find in an empty gym?

The camera suddenly turns the corner and runs smack into Steven Shane doing some hanging knee lifts. He finishes the set when he sees James Murphy in the mirror come running into the weight room.


James: Steven Shane! Glad that we could finally catch up to you again.

Shane: I’ll bet you are.

James: Why do you say that?

Shane: Because I’d be glad to see me too.

James: Obviously. Steve, since we last heard from you, we’ve heard from both your opponents and your tag team partner. Care to share your feelings on those words?

Shane: Yes.

James pauses for a moment as he waits for Shane to continue his comment, but nothing happens.

James: Are you going to share your feelings?

Shane: No. I told I DO care to share my feelings.

James: Oh. Then why did we set up this interview?

Shane: WE didn’t. You did.

James: So I’m just wasting my time right now?

Shane: I think you’re wasting your time a lot more than right now.

James: Some would agree. Anyway, would you tell us your thoughts on The First?

Shane: We already did that.

James: What do you mean?

Shane: We talked about the first guy last time.

James: Not the first guy to talk this week, The First.

Shane: The first what? The first man on the moon? The first black man in the white house? Who?

James: The former EPW World Heavyweight Champion, The First? You’ve had to have heard of him.

Shane: OH! Christian Sands… Yeah, I’ve only heard of him. Don’t really know the guy.

James: Wow. I can see this is going nowhere.

Shane: Hey! I’m sorry. Don’t blame me for not knowing the guy.

James: Nevermind. What about your thoughts on Eddie “The Fire” Burns?

Shane: Don’t know him either.

James: We established that last time.

Shane: Then why would you ask again?

James: I meant what are your thoughts after seeing Eddie’s last EPW TV spot?

Shane: OH! The f*ck-fest?

James: I think they were wrestling.

Shane: Maybe. But after they were done, Eddie was f*cking… A LOT. Sounds like he’s an angry guy.

James: Oh. Okay. I thought you were talking about something else. You’re referring to Eddie’s language.

Shane: What did you think I was talking about?

James: That is not important. Look, clearly, you have nothing to say about your opponents. What about your tag team partner, Impulse?

Shane: Why would I have anything to say about him?

James: Because he narrowly defeated you last week and you may receive a rematch for his Intercontinental Title?

Shane: Oh yeah. I forgot about that.

James: Oookay. So do you have any comments about that?

Shane: Yes. I look forward to it.

James: Really? That’s it? I look forward to it? That’s all I get?

Shane: What would you like?

James: I don’t know! How about I can’t wait to face him again and this time I’ll walk out with the title!

Shane: Okay. That sounds good. Let’s try it again.

James: No. I’ve been down that road one too many times. Can you at least enlighten us on your feelings about the respect that Impulse has shown for you?

Shane: I agree with him. He and I are more alike than almost any other combination in this business. Our pairing equals ratings and damn good wrestling.

James: Wow. That was actually insightful. Why can’t all our interviews be like that?

Shane: Aren’t they?

James slumps his shoulders as he walks off camera. Shane looks on with a puzzled smile as the shot fades out.
 

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