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Jimi Sinister
Guest
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Dec-16-01 AT 02:45 PM (EST)](Sgt. Korso steps inside a locker room, apparently at some indy show. A few wrestlers crowd the room, as Jack Korso, wearing a dull green t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Korso goes through the wrestlers, and up to a small, fat man in somewhat of a suit. Koro extends his hand, and the two shake.)
SGT. KORSO:Mr. King, it's a pleasure. Sgt. Jack Korso here, I'm the Manager for Tommy 18.
MR. KING: The pleasure's all mine, my friend. Now, I understand this is Tommy's first match, right?
SGT. KORSO: Yes. I'm looking for a weak opponent for him to take care of. Got anyone who you'd be willing to allow me to make an example of?
MR. KING: GOT THE PERFECT GUY!
(Scene fades out...as we go inside a ring. Ozzy McSarah, wearing a "DRUNK AS A SKUNK...READY TO FUNK" t-shirt and the usual kilt. Carrying a bottle of Jaegermeister in his hand and taking chugs of it, Ozzy looks as if he's ready for a match. He's not prepared at all. After the fight he and Jimi had, after the incident, he hasn't had a decent career. He misses Jimi, and Nikki. But right now, he's gotta make a living. The ring announcer announces the introduction.)
RING ANNOUNCER:LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE TO YOU, IN OUR SEMI MAIN EVENT, A BATTLE THAT WILL SURELY BE A CLASSIC! First, in the ring, weighing 245 pounds, from Stirling, Scotland, OZZY MCSARAH!
(Ozzy leaps on the turnbuckle, spitting beer into the crowd.)
RING ANNOUNCER: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM HANGAR 18, WEIGHING AT 290 POUNDS, TOMMY 18!
("Hangar 18" plays and Tommy 18 just marches to the ring, intent on getting some action. Ozzy tosses his beer out of the ring, and gets posed to fight. Tommy 18 enters the ring, as the ref goes up to him to search for weapons. Tommy 18 just pushes him aside, and Ozzy gets the hint. They lock up, and Tommy 18 immediately overpowers the drunken streetfighter. Ozzy tries to back off a bit, but Tommy 18 latches onto Ozzy's shoulders, and sends him across the ring in a powerful hiptoss. Ozzy bounces off the ring, and hits a corner face first. Stunned, Ozzy gets back up, resting against the turnbuckle.)
OZZY McSARAH:Holy #####. You're one of them Germans, ain't ya?
(Ozzy bounces off the ropes, and nails Tommy 18 in the face with a punch. Tommy 18 barely falls back. This is very discouraging for our friend. Ozzy runs back into the ropes, and comes back, but Tommy 18 was waiting for him. He lands a big boot to Ozzy's face, sendhing him to the mat. Tommy 18 grabs Ozzy by his shirt, and sets him up in a German Suplex, and crushes Ozzy in the devastating move. It's at this point Ozzy begins to realizes that he's wrestling something not TOTALLY natural. Ozzy crawls back up, and Tommy 18 grabs him by the head. He locks in a sleeper hold on the drunk, letting Ozzy gasp for air. The ref goes to grab Ozzy's arm. It falls down. The ref goes for it again. The arm falls down again. The ref grabs Ozzy's arm, but before it can fall, Tommy 18 takes matters into his own hands. He lands a Tazzplex right from where they stand. We can hear something snap in poor Ozzy's body. Tommy 18 just rolls him over, and lays on top of Ozzy. The ref counts the three. Tommy 18 stands high in the ring, celebrating his victory. He knows that this is how the normal wrestler acts, and he must keep his identity a secret until the right time is to be given.)
RING ANNOUNCER:AND YOUR WINNNER....TOMMY 18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Tommy goes over to Ozzy, lifting him up. Ozzy takes this as a gesture of friendship, and goes to hug Tommy, but Tommy is not finished. He latches onto Ozzy, and puts high in the air. Tommy lifts Ozzy over the ropes, and throws him out of the ring, into the crowd. Ozzy goes into the crowd like a javelin, and crashes into the concrete. Tommy just looks on, not even smiling like a real sadist should. The scene fades out...)
TEN MINUTES LATER
(Tommy 18 is standing at attention as Sgt. Korso is standing in front of him.)
SGT. KORSO:Tommy, that was good.
TOMMY 18:Yes, sir.
SGT. KORSO:Only ONE THING you forgot to do, soldier. WERE YOU SURE THAT YOUR OPPONENT WAS DISABLED?
TOMMY 18:Yes, sir.
SGT. KORSO:NO! You didn't! You left your opponent in a sea of people while you returned here. From now on, YOU ARE TO MAKE SURE THAT HE'S DONE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??????????
TOMMY 18:Yes, sir.
(Sgt. Korso walks off, pleased. Tommy just lets out a whisper. Barely a whisper, barely audible, but it's a sign.)
TOMMY 18: I know he was finished. I saw the medics....
(Back in the parking lot, Ozzy McSarah, on a stretcher and everything, is pulled into an ambulance car by a bunch of EMT's. Ozzy looks up at the ceiling of the car, breathless.)
OZZY MCSARAH:This is the end, mates.
(Ozzy's eyes roll into the back of his head as the scene fades to black...)
SGT. KORSO:Mr. King, it's a pleasure. Sgt. Jack Korso here, I'm the Manager for Tommy 18.
MR. KING: The pleasure's all mine, my friend. Now, I understand this is Tommy's first match, right?
SGT. KORSO: Yes. I'm looking for a weak opponent for him to take care of. Got anyone who you'd be willing to allow me to make an example of?
MR. KING: GOT THE PERFECT GUY!
(Scene fades out...as we go inside a ring. Ozzy McSarah, wearing a "DRUNK AS A SKUNK...READY TO FUNK" t-shirt and the usual kilt. Carrying a bottle of Jaegermeister in his hand and taking chugs of it, Ozzy looks as if he's ready for a match. He's not prepared at all. After the fight he and Jimi had, after the incident, he hasn't had a decent career. He misses Jimi, and Nikki. But right now, he's gotta make a living. The ring announcer announces the introduction.)
RING ANNOUNCER:LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE TO YOU, IN OUR SEMI MAIN EVENT, A BATTLE THAT WILL SURELY BE A CLASSIC! First, in the ring, weighing 245 pounds, from Stirling, Scotland, OZZY MCSARAH!
(Ozzy leaps on the turnbuckle, spitting beer into the crowd.)
RING ANNOUNCER: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM HANGAR 18, WEIGHING AT 290 POUNDS, TOMMY 18!
("Hangar 18" plays and Tommy 18 just marches to the ring, intent on getting some action. Ozzy tosses his beer out of the ring, and gets posed to fight. Tommy 18 enters the ring, as the ref goes up to him to search for weapons. Tommy 18 just pushes him aside, and Ozzy gets the hint. They lock up, and Tommy 18 immediately overpowers the drunken streetfighter. Ozzy tries to back off a bit, but Tommy 18 latches onto Ozzy's shoulders, and sends him across the ring in a powerful hiptoss. Ozzy bounces off the ring, and hits a corner face first. Stunned, Ozzy gets back up, resting against the turnbuckle.)
OZZY McSARAH:Holy #####. You're one of them Germans, ain't ya?
(Ozzy bounces off the ropes, and nails Tommy 18 in the face with a punch. Tommy 18 barely falls back. This is very discouraging for our friend. Ozzy runs back into the ropes, and comes back, but Tommy 18 was waiting for him. He lands a big boot to Ozzy's face, sendhing him to the mat. Tommy 18 grabs Ozzy by his shirt, and sets him up in a German Suplex, and crushes Ozzy in the devastating move. It's at this point Ozzy begins to realizes that he's wrestling something not TOTALLY natural. Ozzy crawls back up, and Tommy 18 grabs him by the head. He locks in a sleeper hold on the drunk, letting Ozzy gasp for air. The ref goes to grab Ozzy's arm. It falls down. The ref goes for it again. The arm falls down again. The ref grabs Ozzy's arm, but before it can fall, Tommy 18 takes matters into his own hands. He lands a Tazzplex right from where they stand. We can hear something snap in poor Ozzy's body. Tommy 18 just rolls him over, and lays on top of Ozzy. The ref counts the three. Tommy 18 stands high in the ring, celebrating his victory. He knows that this is how the normal wrestler acts, and he must keep his identity a secret until the right time is to be given.)
RING ANNOUNCER:AND YOUR WINNNER....TOMMY 18!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Tommy goes over to Ozzy, lifting him up. Ozzy takes this as a gesture of friendship, and goes to hug Tommy, but Tommy is not finished. He latches onto Ozzy, and puts high in the air. Tommy lifts Ozzy over the ropes, and throws him out of the ring, into the crowd. Ozzy goes into the crowd like a javelin, and crashes into the concrete. Tommy just looks on, not even smiling like a real sadist should. The scene fades out...)
TEN MINUTES LATER
(Tommy 18 is standing at attention as Sgt. Korso is standing in front of him.)
SGT. KORSO:Tommy, that was good.
TOMMY 18:Yes, sir.
SGT. KORSO:Only ONE THING you forgot to do, soldier. WERE YOU SURE THAT YOUR OPPONENT WAS DISABLED?
TOMMY 18:Yes, sir.
SGT. KORSO:NO! You didn't! You left your opponent in a sea of people while you returned here. From now on, YOU ARE TO MAKE SURE THAT HE'S DONE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME??????????
TOMMY 18:Yes, sir.
(Sgt. Korso walks off, pleased. Tommy just lets out a whisper. Barely a whisper, barely audible, but it's a sign.)
TOMMY 18: I know he was finished. I saw the medics....
(Back in the parking lot, Ozzy McSarah, on a stretcher and everything, is pulled into an ambulance car by a bunch of EMT's. Ozzy looks up at the ceiling of the car, breathless.)
OZZY MCSARAH:This is the end, mates.
(Ozzy's eyes roll into the back of his head as the scene fades to black...)