The Rated R
Superstar Highly
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ON THIS DAY.. I SEE CLEARLY.. EVERYTHING HAS COME TO LIFE [[ Static. ]] [[ Fade up the SGW logo. ]] [[ The scene opens up late at night, Sunday night, the night of Wrestlebrawl II. We are in the parking lot of some run-down, second-rate motel. There's no pavement in this parking lot, no parking space lines, nothing. It's just a dirt parking lot with some gravel in spots. The motel sign is neon, but only a few spots of the sign is actually working, barely lighting up and flashing in the night sky. We see a car quickly turn into the parking lot, stopping right before it runs into the building. Dirt flies all around the vehicle as two doors swing open. Tomko gets out of the back, all casual.. And Edge jumps out of the driver's seat, Trish is holding his hand, and is drug through the driver's side. They begin frantically making out right there on the spot, just nonstop making out. After stopping the public display of affection, Edge raises the SGW World title high in the air, looking up at the sky. ]] Edge: God, I've waited to do this forever.. [[ He takes a deep breath, his eyes closed, soaking in the moment completely. ]] Edge: THE SGW WORLD CHAMP IS HERE! [[ It doesn't seem real to him. ]] Edge: I.. I am the SGW World Heavyweight Champion! Trish Stratus: YES! YES, YOU ARE! [[ Edge begins laughing.. It's all surreal. ]] Edge: I DOMINATED Lance Storm! I HAVE FULFILLED MY DESTINY! [[ Even Tomko is touched with this emotional moment. ]] Edge: Right here, right now in Boston.. I HOLD THE SGW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE HIGH IN THE AIR! IT'S MINE! MINE, ALL MINE!!! THE HATERS WHO DOUBTED ME SINCE DAY ONE... THE ONES WHO SAID I COULD NEVER DO IT, THAT I COULD NEVER BE BETTER THAN CHRISTIAN.. [[ He smiles a huge smile. ]] Edge: THEY CAN KISS MY ASS! I'M THE DAMN CHAMPION! I'M THE SGW WORLD CHAMPION! I'M THE GREATEST SUPERSTAR IN THE HISTORY OF THIS BUSINESS! ME! [[ He brings Trish close and they start making out. It's hardcore making out, tongue, licking, crazy stuff. They stop and Edge stares at her. ]] Edge: The hell are you waiting for? Trish Stratus: What? Edge: GO TO THE ROOM AND GET NAKED! TONIGHT, WE CELEBRATE ALL NIGHT LONG! Trish Stratus: Sounds great, babe! [[ Trish walks away, heading to the first vacant room she can find. Edge slaps her on the ass as she passes. Edge turns to Tomko and puts his hand on Tomko's rock hard shoulder. ]] Edge: Tomko, my man.. Tyson Tomko: ..Yo. Edge: I hate to do this to you, but man, you can't come in our room tonight. Tyson Tomko: ..Ok. Edge: Instead though, I got you your own room. [[ Tomko nods. ]] Edge: Because tonight, Tomko.. Trish Stratus.. I'M GOING TO MAKE CUM BLOW OUT HER NOSTRILS! [[ Tomko's eyes go wide. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Wow. Edge: IT'S GONNA' BE INSANE! [[ Edge is excited. ]] Edge: BUT I CAN MAKE IT HAPPEN! BECAUSE I'M THE DAMN CHAMPION! Tyson Tomko: ..Yep. Edge: I DID WHAT THEY SAID I COULDN'T DO! I WON THE SGW WORLD TITLE! [[ He kisses the belt and stares at it. ]] Edge: And now, cum flying out of a girl's nose during sex.. They say that can't be done. [[ Pause. ]] Edge: Not after tonight. [[ He smiles. ]] Edge: See ya' in the morning, Tomko. [[ He hands Tomko his room key and Edge sprints to his room where Trish is waiting on him. The scene fades. ]] [[ Fade up a shot of Edge standing right in the view of the camera. Just him alone, wearing a Rated R Superstar t-shirt, blue jeans, and sunglasses.. Oh yeah, and his SGW World Heavyweight title. His new title shines in the light, sending glares off the center-plate. Edge is smiling an ear-to-ear smile, nothing could rain on this parade. ]] Edge: You know what? Last night, I fulfilled my destiny, fully completed a goal I set out for myself to achieve all the way back in May of 2001 when I first joined Solid Gold Wrestling. I became the sixth man in history to win seven titles in this company, and most importantly.. The first man to pin Lance Storm's shoulders to the mat in a match. [[ Edge smiles. ]] Edge: Lance Storm, man.. Did he get DOMINATED or what? Now look at where the latest flavor of the week is now.. He's midcarding this week against Colt Cabana. While I.. I'm finishing off the show in the main event.. WHERE I BELONG! [[ The SGW World Heavyweight title shines in the light. A glare comes off the huge center-plate. ]] Edge: The days of being held back are over. The days of being told "one day you can be champion," they've already come. THAT ONE DAY IS RIGHT NOW! THE SGW WORLD TITLE IS MINE, DAMMIT, MINE! [[ He laughs, gripping his title, his baby tight. ]] Edge: And after this week of celebration I'm going to undergo.. I'll show up to Stroke Saturday night, my first public appearance as World Champion, and who do I get stuck facing? CM Punk? CM.. Punk? [[ Edge seems puzzled. ]] Edge: The big indy hero, the man everyone says is so underrated and will never get his shot. Well, this week, his debut in SGW, he's getting his shot at greatness against me. And in that match.. HE'LL LOSE! HE'LL CHOKE! I'll give him his big break at facing the biggest dog in the place.. But he won't like the outcome. Because you see, it's like this.. CM Punk may be talented, but he's no smart guy. And that will be his downfall. It's like this.. I saw Punk's debut promo where he called everybody out. [[ Edge is unimpressed. ]] Edge: But the thing about that is what he said in it.. He bragged about being "straight edge." The whole routine of "oh, look at me! I don't smoke! I don't drink!" WHO CARES!? WHO CARES YOU'RE A BORING LOSER?! I DON'T! I DON'T CARE! You don't know what you're talking about, Punk. You can be all straight edge if you want, but you do not dare drag my name through the mud and throw false accusations my way, you son of a bitch! [[ Edge adjusts the World title on his shoulder, he's pissed. ]] Edge: I'M NOT A DRUG USER! I'M NOT TOKING MY LIFE AWAY LIKE ROB VAN DAM, YOU IDIOT! YOU MORON! I DRINK, I DRINK BECAUSE I'M THE CHAMPION! I DRINK TO CELEBRATE, BECAUSE UNLIKE YOU, I HAVE SHIT TO CELEBRATE BESIDES HAVING A GAY ASS TATTOO ON MY GOD DAMN ARM! [[ Edge pauses. ]] Edge: You like Pepsi? Well, I guess you are like Pepsi.. YOU SUCK! COKE IS BETTER! COCA-COLA AND EDGE ARE BETTER THAN PEPSI AND YOU! [[ Edge takes the belt off his shoulder and holds it in his right hand. ]] Edge: See this title, Punk? Take a good look at it. [[ Zoom in on the title. The SGW logo shines bright. ]] Edge: That title means you're on top of this business, and that's why I'm holding it. Punk, this is your debut in Solid Gold, and now you're getting thrown right into the lion's den off the bat. Sucks for you. Because now as World Champion.. SGW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.. I have a reputation to continue, a streak of excellence to uphold. You will become my first victim as SGW champion, and my forty-eighth straight win on Saturday night. Punk, there's nothing you can do about it, either. [[ Edge sounds very grim. ]] Edge: I'm sure you'll have a nice stay in Solid Gold, fighting low-card guys, former greats past their prime. But your debut in the company, your first match, that's going to be a whole different story. Because now as champion, I'm under the gun. I have to prove that I deserve this title so none of the little anti-SGW crusaders go blogging, log onto MSN Messenger and chat to their wrestling buddies, while downloading pictures of Trish Stratus, start crap about how I don't deserve it, and how SGW is full of favortism.. But the thing about that is, YOU CAN FAVOR GREATNESS! YOU CAN'T QUESTION TOTAL DOMINATION! I DOMINATED CHRISTIAN! LANCE STORM.. TWICE! I'LL DO IT TO CM PUNK EASY! [[ The title goes back on Edge's shoulder as he collects himself. ]] Edge: CM Punk, if you bother to show against me Saturday night on Stroke.. You'd better be ready to suffer the beating of your life. Plain and simple. I can't put it any other way. Your debut match will be the worst match of your life. And after it, you'll no longer beat straight edge.. Because you'll be popping pain pills out of a pez dispenser to kill the pain and suffering you're enduring from your ass kicking! You'll drink to try to forget the sorrow and emotional stress I put you through.. I'LL CHANGE YOUR LIFE, PUNK! [[ Pause. ]] Edge: ..Bank on it. [[ He chuckles, then flashes a sly grin. ]] Edge: Because it's like this.. I am the..
[[ Edge sarcastically ends it. ]] Edge: Welcome to Solid Gold, my house, Punk. Always remember this.. Me casa, es ME CASA! MY HOUSE IS MY HOUSE! MY HOUSE! MY COMPANY! MY TITLE! [[ Fade. ]] [[ Back at the hotel room. ]] [[ We fade up in the room at the bed. The covers are thrown down and Edge is laying on the bed in his boxers and the SGW World title is firmly in his grasp. He looks anxious, totally ready to celebrate his big night. ]] Edge: Trish, c'mon.. It's celebration time! A celebration unlike no other! Trish Stratus: Alright, I'm about done. [[ Edge smiles and rubs his hands together to get the warm. Trish comes from the disgustingly nasty bathroom wearing nothing but a white, lace bra and a pair of barely there, see-thru panties. Edge begins wiggling his tongue at the sight like a snake. Trish pushes Edge down on the bed and mounts him. They begin making out on the bed that you know hasn't been washed in ages. They're going wild at it. Trish removes her bra, her huge tits bounce around. Edge picks her up and lays her down on the bed. ]] Trish Stratus: Take me to Pleasure Town. Edge: I will as soon as everything is fixed. [[ Edge takes the SGW World title and hands it to Trish. ]] Trish Stratus: You're not serious? Edge: Put the belt over your face. Trish Stratus: But.. Edge: PUT IT ON YOUR DAMN FACE! WEAR THE BELT! Trish Stratus: This.. This is crazy. [[ Edge crams the belt in Trish's face. He takes the two buckles and snaps them together and places Trish's head in-between the belt. She's wearing the belt! Edge kisses the belt right on the SGW logo and goes down and starts playing with Trish's tits. He massages them and then goes farther south. He takes off her panties and puts them on the dirty floor. Edge is on the bed, down on his knees at Trish's legs. He raises his arms in the air and does a double-pump. ]] Edge: IT'S GOOD TO BE THE CHAMP! [[ Edge slides his boxers down to the ground and inserts into Trish, erm, the title? Edge is all smiles as he stares at the title belt, licking his lips as he just hits Trish's pussy hard like it talked bad about his mother. He's just waylaying that shit one hard stroke at a time. Trish starts moaning in delight, and probably pain. ]] Edge: I'M THE DAMN CHAMPION! THE ORIGINATOR OF SCREWING GIRLS IN WRESTLING PROMOS! I'M THE MOST CONTROVERSIAL WORLD CHAMPION OF ALL TIME! ALWAYS REPLICATED, NEVER DUPLICATED! [[ BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! ]] Edge: FIVE YEARS! I'VE WAITED FIVE YEARS TO GET YOU.. AND DAMMIT, I'LL NEVER GET RID OF YOU! NEVER! MY TITLE! MINE! Trish Stratus: OOOOHHH! EDGE! EDGE! YOU'RE HURTING ME! [[ Edge looks pissed as he continues hammering Trish. ]] Edge: SHUT UP! YOU'RE RUINING THE MOMENT! [[ The scene fades. ]] [[ Tomko's room. ]] [[ Tomko is sitting on a pile of towels on his bed watching television. He knows the bed is dirty and unclean, so he's thinking smart. He's watching a fuzzy channel where you can't make out what's on. The walls are paper-thin, and you can hear Trish screaming bloody murder from the other room beside him. Tomko looks interested. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Awesome. [[ He goes back to watching television, trying to overlook the yelling and moaning. The moans only get louder and Tomko looks down at his pants. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Cut it out. [[ He starts slapping at his crotch like it's on fire. ]] Trish Stratus: YES! YES! YES! OOOHHHHH EDGE! [[ Tomko cocks and eyebrow. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Fantastic. [[ Tomko bites his lip and stands up. He picks up his gear bag and takes out a pair of earmuffs, fuzzy, pink earmuffs. He puts them on his head and sighs a sigh of relief. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Much better. [[ Fade. ]] [[ Edge's room. ]] [[ The scene switches from Tomko back to Edge nailing Trish from the back, doggy style, while drinking a class of champagne. He finishes doggy style and Trish lays down on the bed and takes the belt off. Edge takes a drink and Trish tries catching her breath. ]] Trish Stratus: When did we get champagne? [[ Trish is very observant. ]] Edge: What do you mean? Trish Stratus: The glass in your hand. [[ Edge looks at it and then back at Trish. ]] Edge: No more talking. [[ He hands her the title. ]] Edge: And put this back on. [[ She reluctantly does and Edge throws the champagne glass against the wall, shattering it. He grabs Trish's feet and spreads them. He leans against them, pushing her knees right in her face. Edge starts banging Trish fast, like a jackrabbit. Trish is moaning and going nuts. After a few minutes of this, Edge takes his cock out and strokes it a few times. ]] Edge: Here it comes, move the title! [[ Edge explodes all over Trish's chest and tits! Edge surveys his damage, totally satisfied with his performance. Trish is laying on the bed, exhausted, dead to the world. Edge kisses her and grabs his title and looks at it. ]] Edge: You.. You were GREAT! [[ He kisses the SGW World Heavyweight title. ]] Edge: I love you. Trish Stratus: You've never even told ME you loved me! [[ Trish, the sticky mess she is, is caught off guard. Edge turns around and looks at her. ]] Edge: I know. Trish Stratus: This is the fifth time I've won that title for someone you know. Edge: Swell. Now that trivia time's out of the way, you can go get cleaned up. The celebration's not done yet, my slut. This is the biggest night of my life, and I refuse to spend the rest of it inside of this cheap-ass hotel, risking catching something not from you.. But from what lurks in this room and on the sheets. Trish Stratus: Yeah.. Why are we at this dump anyway? Edge: Venis canceled his credit card, and well, I was horny and didn't want to spend any of my money tonight. So yeah, welcome to the Ren-Class Motel. [[ Trish is up, she wraps a towel over her en route to the bathroom. ]] Edge: But oh well, Venis got his tonight. You see everybody own him, spitting in his face and all? [[ Edge smiles huge. ]] Edge: It was beautiful. Like you.. Trish Stratus: Well, thanks. [[ Edge has been staring at the World title this whole time. He looks at Trish after she spoke. ]] Edge: I was talking to the belt, my baby.. Did you say something? Trish Stratus: Oh.. No. Edge: Well, go get showered up, we have some celebrating to do. THE CHAMP IS HERE AND READY TO PARTY! [[ She goes into the bathroom and closes the door. Edge slides his pants back on and flops into a chair near the bed and relaxes. ]] Edge: It truly is great to be the Champion! [[ Fade. ]] [[ Tomko's room. ]] [[ He's thrown the earmuffs on the ground, sitting on his pile of towels on the bed. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Amazing. [[ He hands his hand down his pants, Al Bundy style. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Crazy stuff. [[ He notices the camera and looks angry. ]] Tyson Tomko: ..Get out. [[ The scene fades as Tomko gets up and puts his extra hand over the lens of the camera, blocking the view, and turning out screen black. Sometimes a man just needs his privacy. ]] [[ Static. ]] [[ Fade out. ]]
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