Non-Title: Wylde v Johnson (c)

[TheOriginalSE]

All RP for the Non-Title match between ALEX WYLDE and STEVE JOHNSON (c) at RAUCOUS should be done in this folder. Any RP posted outside of the folder will not count.



The RP deadline is 11:59pm PST on SUNDAY, June 28th, 2009. Angles should be sent to wfwnewrestling@gmail.com ..

 

[Alex Miami]

(Fade in to Steve Johnson exiting Randy Couture’s gym in Las Vegas. The waves of heat seem to radiate off the hot summer asphalt. He is wearing a black sleeveless under armor mesh shirt and looking much leaner than his days in the in WFW. His arms are much more toned. He is wearing baggy black tap out shirts and a pair of flip flops. He is wearing a black cap backwards and on the skully part it says UFC in white. He appears to have just finished a workout. His face has aged in the last 3 years and it seems like his nose has been broken since. In his hand is an open Fedex envelope. He holds the envelope up to the camera.)

After 3 long years, I finally got my WFW contract renewed. After 3 years this is the first communication I get from the company that helped me become a champion and then left me out in the cold. Chris Wink promised the world, and then as soon as money got tight he closed doors. That was going to be a precursor to the tough economic times to come. Chris Wink took my opportunity, my hope, and my livelihood with him. While all of us in WFW were left without even an idea where to go, the board of directors took their golden parachutes and landed all over the world.

(His blue eyes begin to pierce the camera and he begins to raise his voice.)

For three long years, professional wrestling was DEAD TO ME! I could not bear to think that this industry which took so much from would have the balls (holds up the Fedex envelope) to come and offer me a contract again. Not just any contract but this formerly defunct federation, would come offering its last B.A.D. champion a contract at my rookie rates. This is unforgivable. I know my old man in Ohio wouldn’t stand for this. He was a foreman at the tire factory, and this would be the equivalent of him going back to work for Goodyear as an assembly line worker. Hell no American going through this crisis would stand for this, we may be broke, we may have needs, BUT WE HAVE PRIDE!

It would be bad if this was the only injustice in this Fedex, but apparently they want me to jerk the curtain and job to former champion Alex Wylde. I mean hell, why must my humbling experience continue? Didn’t WFW make me suffer enough? The WFW brand must really be hurting, if they have to try to prop up one of their franchises at my expense. Wylde must be part of some special cabal looking to keep the old men in this company rich and fat.

(Johnson throws down the Fedex on the hot asphalt.)

Well Wylde, Wink, and whoever else claims to be a proud member of the WFW, I have news for you, you should have left me out here in Vegas instead of letting me bring the war to you. While the company may have closed down, I never shut down. Unlike WFW, I had a responsibility to my fans. I had a responsibility to the people that paid my salary and to those who paid for Wylde to sip Champaign with the rest of his buddies on the board. Wylde you probably sat down on some leather couch, 60 inch flat screen, studying my tape, so that your return to a WFW event would be a success. Well I hope those old tapes did you good, because I assure you that the wrestling Steve Johnson of 06 is not the same ass kicker of 09.

When I was let go, I was not forgotten. True talent and work ethic can be noticed. Randy Couture took a chance on me and let me train in his gym. While the rich guys lived off of their fat, I stayed hungry. I took my wrestling and learned jujitsu, muay thai, and some submission grappling. I used to be proud of being a national champion wrestler, today, I am proud of being a mixed martial art athlete. I actually had this conversatiton today with Randy Couture when I walked out of the gym today. I had to explain to him, that this wasn’t about me taking a step back; this is about me going back, and taking a blow-torch to those who did everything possible to hold us back. Wylde I have evolved, have you?

On June 28<SUP>th</SUP> I plan on making a statement with my wrestling. Wylde you and WFW franchise are on notice. On Sunday I want to knock you out, revive you, and then make you tap out.

(Fade out, as Johnson steps on the Fedex envelope leaving only a flip flop print over the new logo.)

 

[EGarrett]

Who? What?

(FADEIN on the interior of a busy auto shop. The title over reads ATLANTIC CITY, NEW JERSEY.

In the main office, the phone rings. And rings, and rings. Before long one of the older repairmen answers.)

REPAIRMAN: AW auto repairs? (he listens) What? (listens) Oh? The Boss? Hold on.

(after a few moments, someone reaches their hand in the window and takes the phone.)

AW: (impatiently) Who's this? (listens) Yeah. If you've got a problem with your car bring it by and they'll take a look at it. I'm not here every day. (listens) What? (listens) No, I haven't wrestled in 5 years. (listens) Is this about the shoot interview? I'm gonna do it sooner or--(listens) No, not IN ring. I got other s--t to worry about. And do me a favor and don't tell anybody who owns this--

(he listens a bit more, reaches in an arm and pulls the whole phone. He's still not visible.)

AW: What?? I don't even know what you're talking about. (listens) Uhh, I think I talked to somebody a few months ago and said it might be fun. I (listens) They want me where? Against WHO? Who the f--k is Steve Johnson? (listens) No I never heard of him. This isn't how I handle matters. If I was gonna go in, do you really think I'd sign up to go against some random idiot on an undercard? Do you know how important I am??? (listens) Champion? he's gotta belt? Really? The strap? (listens) Oh, what the heck am I gonna do with that belt??? (listens) Oh, non-title? Well whatever. Tell'em to gimme a call and we'll work out some terms for me to come in, maybe if they insist on doing this match they can throw him to me just as a warm-up or something.
(listens)
AW: I'm........booked?
(listens)
AW: Verbal agreement? I don't know what the hell you're talking about. (listens) Well I don't know any other way to deal with this issue. I don't wanna embarrass the guys by pulling out...naturally this isn't the way I handle my issues. There's money to be paid, pushes and titles to be guaranteed--
(listens)
AW: Dude, do you know who the f-k you're talking to? My last run I was both President of the league AND World Champion. And that's the STARTING POINT for my negotiations.
(listens)
AW: Shut up. If anybody's gonna figure this out, it's gonna be.me. Is Juice available? (listens) I don't care, bail him outta jail. (listens) Well I'm NOT MAKING AN APPEARANCE WITHOUT A GOOD DEAL. (listens) Call my lawyer and YOU get me on conference call right now and we'll hammer out details for my comeback. If Alex Wylde is returning to wrestling, it's gonna be under the right terms. These bozo's need to know who the man is here.
(listens)
AW: Bail him out and give him the damn mask. (listens) I don't care, it's legally allowed because the title is accurate. You tell'em the match is SHAWN JOHNSON vs.--(listens) Gymnast? Scott Johnson? What the heck is his name? (listens) Steve? Whatever. He already gave an interview? Does it matter? Did he say he's gonna lay down in 5 minutes because that's what would happen. (listens) Yeah well he'll find out. Tell him to call the boss and ask him. YOU take care of the business and I'll watch the damn promo.
(listens)
AW: The business is rebooking the match, STEVE JOHNSON vs. "Absolutely Not" Alex Wylde. BOOK IT.

(He hangs up the phone and pulls hia arm out the window. His voice can be heard yelling at the employees)

AW: Alright guys, back to work!

(FADEOUT)

 

[jediPREZ]

Re: Who? What?

Billy did not believe.

 

[Alex Miami]

Not the Game, but the fans

(Fade in to a small bed room littered with jars of protein powder, dumbbells, and assorted DVD cases that are marked by the names of various wrestlers Jared Wells, Shawn Hart, Golem. The DVD case on top of the DVD player sits open but on the binding it says Alex Wylde. On the pull up bar in the door frame lays the BAD title. Steve Johnson sits on a double mattress resting his back on a window overlooking cheap cookie cutter developments. Johnson is wearing no shirt and seems to show off a more defined and muscular physique than his last years in WFW. He is wearing red mesh shorts with a silver OSU insignia. In his lap sits a yellow legal pad, he has a pen in his left hand and the DVD remote in his right. He seems to have an intense gaze on a 32 inch LG flat screen. On the screen appears the Manson v Alex Wylde latter match. The clip on the screen is that of Wylde clutching his knee as Manson celebrates with his new title. At that moment Johnson scribbles some notes, lifts his left arm, and hits pause. )


It’s not the first time I have been underestimated or taken for granted in WFW. The way I see it company man, I have already beaten the most successful wrestler here for (points at the belt) that strap. I know it’s easy for you to focus on what you were, and (drops the dvd remote and moves his fingers to show that money sign) all your money, but how much of that money did you make on people like me? You think you carried every card on your own? When you were president, how much money did you line your pockets? Was it a 7 figure deal ? Greater percentages off of merchandise?


(lifts up his right hand and begins to point all over his bedroom)



Look at how I live? Do you remember what it was like to be living like this? I must imagine that you once had to be a hungry kid looking to move up in tough Atlantic City, but now….. you look old and soft. I have seen some of your best matches, and I have to imagine for you to climb up that turnbuckle, you must have to spray wd-40’s on your knees. That match with Manson had to have shown you how limited you had become. It is these limitations (points to the legal pad with his) that I have been studying.


I have no doubt in my mind that you have accomplished far more than me in this business. I have no doubt, that , Vic Waters was right, you should be one of the first inducted into the hall of fame. However, that is a testament to what you were. Who you are today, is a much different story. Old.. crippled…. and comfortable!


What I lack in experience I make up for with training and preparation. What I lack in fame I make up for with hunger. My desire does not lie with avenging what WFW did to me, but lies in giving restitution to all of those who suffered when WFW went under. I want to ensure that every fan in Little Rock hears you writhe in pain as I finish off your right knee. Then and maybe only then, will the fans and I take back a little something that you and your friends on the board took from us.


Wylde I will beat you, because I don’t this for the game, I do it for the fans.


(Fade to Black)

 

[EGarrett]

Re: Not the Game, but the fans

(FADEIN on the interior of a Dodge Durango SUV, driving down Route 46 in New Jersey. The GPS unit is stuck on the "enter preferred route screen," until it blinks alive with a Bluetooth Call. A familiar-looking short-sleeved arm reaches out and pounds the touch screen repeatedly until it answers.)

AW: What?

(the voice of the employee from his repair shop comes over the other end)

REPAIR GUY: Hey, did you grab dat tape from the office?
AW: Yeah I took the disc, I just left the sleeve on the desk.
REPAIR GUY: Oh, ok. Whatchu want me to say when they call back?
AW: Oh. I guess they're gonna want a statement. Uh...

(he hits the brakes as a car cuts him off, swerving past him. He holds his palm up in the classic "wtf are you doing??" New York/New Jerseyan style. But only exhales as it then turns into a church parking lot.)

AW: I gotta think for a second. First and foremost, he was watching a buncha DVD's of wrestlers and all that...apparently having hidden his bootleg hentai and scat collection long enough to cut his promo and pretend it's all for training. Tell him that if he's gonna watch an Alex Wylde DVD that he should skip most of the compilation s--t. Especially early on. Tell him to get Pretty Hate Machine.

REPAIR GUY: Pretty what?

AW: It's called "Pretty Hate Machine: Alex Wylde vs. The World of Professional Wrestling." I think PW Classics put it out about 3 years ago, after FWrestling got the rights to most of the old footage. It's mostly from stuff from the CSWA run, like '99 to '02, with Wylde Zone and a few NFW stuff thrown in. Um, the Randalls Match, a montage on the NFW Mid-Atlantic Title Win, the WFW World Title stuff, the Vampire Hunters mini-movie and like a compilation of the public firings.

REPAIR GUY: The what?

AW: Public firing. All of my last 4 runs in leagues ended with me being publicly fired. It's a "self-destruction" kinda angle but whatever.

REPAIR GUY: Oh. Should I be writin' this down.

AW: YES. No, wait. F-k it, Just turn on the recorder and send'em the tape. Then maybe they can send the DVD to Steve Johnson or whatever his name is. It's the only way he's gonna get it because I heard there was some disputes about likeness rights and all that so they couldn't press a lot of'em. And I think Shane Southern bought up most of the rest so he could use'em to jerk off. Tell Steve he can do the same thing. Then sleep it with it under the pillow so he dream about being over.

REPAIR GUY: ...what?

AW: Nevermind. Alright...hold on lemme think. He said he beat the "best wrestler here" for THAT strap. Send him a memo asking to be more specific because I honestly don't know what f--king belt he has and it can't be the World Title. Besides everybody knows if I didn't have that little incident with the wheelchair guy, the hookers, the contract fights backstage and all that I wouldn't ever lose to anyone, so I'd still have that title.

REPAIR GUY: Alright, I got the tape going.

AW: Good cuz I'm just warming up. Next he was saying something about how I made money off of "people like him." Tell him I said NO S--T. Every league needs jobbers. If everyone was special nobody would be. I don't know if I'd be proud of that. Oh and tell him to stop pretending that the white stuff on his desk is "protein powder." We all know it's low-grade coke which half the boys in the locker room do. Just don't be dumb enough to have it out on your desk as though you're fooling someone. Especially when we can see the crush of it right on your lip. I road-dogged with Troy Windham for 2 years, I KNOW DRUG ADDICTION.

REPAIR GUY: Alright chief...

AW: No no no no. That ain't it. We still need to get into this contract stuff...

REPAIR GUY: Do I tell them to send dat other guy?

AW: Absolutely Not? Nah, that's alright. Tell'em I'll do a one-match deal. ONE MATCH ONLY. Then we'll worry about getting the proper terms and conditions, I have some VERY SPECIAL IDEAS for the terms I should get this time around.

REPAIR GUY: Gotcha chief.

AW: Great.

(He hangs up.)