Post by cobaltdraganov on Jun 26, 2012 2:44:36 GMT -6
(The camera fades in on Colbalt sitting on the edge of the bed in his dark hotel suite. A black haired figure, looking a lot like that woman he was seen leaving with after Envy, shifts in her sleep, snoring softly. Colbalt takes a one hitter to his mouth and lights it, smiling. In the other room, the replay of Envy is playing on a TV, and thanks to a well placed mirror Colbalt can see it. He leans back on his elbows and blows a smoke ring into the air and sighs. He stares at the moon, his attention brought back to the TV every once in awhile. His cellphone vibrates on the dresser. He leans forward and snags it, a text message from Lilly pops up.)
Msg: Nero sent the card.
(He shrugs. She lists the card from the opening match down, because she's nerdy like that, he notes.)
Msg: Lawson vs Reaper.. Please No.
(He scrolls down, laughing quietly and reads the rest of the card. Pausing after reading the Cross/Spaz match up and looking out at the moon again. He rubs his chin absent-mindedly, and gets up from the bed.)
Colbalt: "I doubt the Cross needs my help. I do somehow hope that by some wierd twist, i'm the mystery guy who tried to take out Vigilante and I don't even know it, because I have (spooky voice) ammmmneeeesiaaaaa...."
(He grabs a robe, and the camera and moves past the bed and through the room with the TV, and into a small study. Villian Inc. rolls big, we roll hard. Like those Jersey mayors. He puts the camera down and positions the plush office chair so he can sit comfortably and still see the moon. He then adjusts the camera, and leans back in the chair.)
Colbalt: "You know Dam... and I'm going to call you Dam just because I can. Feel delicious to call me Villian, or Colbalt. That whole The Villan Colbalt thing's a little long... You know, Dam, I never bought into all that stars hooey. Horroscopes, Astrology, meh. Basing your whole life on the movement of dead lights? Never floated my boat, and mind you, I'm Russian. But, well, I've always been a big fan of the moon, and if you watch very closely, I'll turn that metaphor into something that pertains to you."
(He shifts forward, and stares at the camera.)
Colbalt: "Sure stars are amazing, bright, and powerful, and denote the infinite grandeur of the cosmos, the moon affect tides on earth. the point I'm making , Dam, is you can go ahead and call yourself a "Star" in wrestling world, but look around you. Take a REAL look around you. You aren't showing up to an ordinary OW show anymore. This is the new OW, and when its comes to that... look, I'm going to be real honest, Dam. Nero would be the Sun, don't get me wrong. Cross would be Jupiter, Spaz... Mars i guess, but if I say that I'm the damn moon, it's not because of some hollow bravado, it's because I worked my ass off for this sport. I left a burned out shell because I gave everything I had to those this industry. So to me, Dam, you're nothing but a speck far off in the distance, of ultimately little consequence because I'm too busy changing the landscape of the place. And you want to run your mouth, to me, when I first showed up in this company? How can you expect me not to shove my fist into it?"
(He reaches in his robe and pulls out a metal cigarette case. It looks beaten and worn, because it is, but it still opens like it did the day he got it. He pulls out a single cigarette. He's cut down to four a day.)
Colbalt: "You were honestly surprised I didn't take your hand?"
(He pats himself for a lighter, but only finds a box of matches.)
Colbalt: "I'm called The Villian for a reason, Dam, and it's not because of my great friendship making abilities."
(He flicks his left finger nail against the match head and it lights. He learned the trick in college at the same frat party...)
(He shakes the match out. He lights another this time against the box. He holds it to the end of the cigarette and takes a deep breath in. The nicotine rush hits and he continues.)
Colbalt: "Please, Dam, tell your friends: You don't try to take a dog's bowl away before they're finished and you don't stick your hand out to me. The result is never pleasant, and often results in hospitalization."
(Colbalt takes a thoughtful drag.)
Colbalt: "But I'm sure you're going to be liking your chances, right? I mean, I haven't been in the ring in the past few years, right? I should be rustier than the hinges in.... yeah.. okay, I don't have an actual finish for that, but you're confident that you can outlast me, and outwrestle me. Please, go ahead and think that. In fact I want you to, anything I can do to help i'd be more than happy to... well, here...."
(He makes a doofy face and waves his hands in a comical manner.)
Colbalt (a very good Cletus the slack jawed yokel): "I'm Colbalt, I forgot everything I ever knew about wrestling, a-huh-huh-huh."
(He leans back again.)
Colbalt: "There, show that a thousand times this week. Get cocky. Chill, throw a shindig, roll up to a hootenanny, because I want the look on your face after being in the ring with me for 30 seconds, after realizing that I am just flat out a better wrestler than you, after realizing that I'm probably the best you ever faced, and that I have absolutely zero ring rust... I want that moment, Dam, when your jaw is hanging to your knees to be real. I want to see the dawning horror in your eyes when you realize just how out of your league you are. The fact is, Dam, I have more wrestling ability with my tongue than you have in your entire body. Ask your sister. And your baby mama."
(He takes a drag.)
Colbalt: "Yeah, I went there. And then after toying with you long enough to be able to pick you apart whenever I want, should the need to put you down again arise, I will drop you on the ground, only to pick you up agian to destroy you with some Blood Money, and then when they scrape you off the mat and take you back to your homie Vigilante, you can tell him from firsthand experience that Bloody Money sucks S***."
(Colbalt leans back and pulls the ashtray over to him and ashes his cigarette. He kicks his feet up on a nearby shelf and looks back towards the moon.)
Colbalt: "And I'm sure plenty of you are wondering why I would come down to the ring and help Vincent Cross. Well you see Vince and myself aren't very different you see. I had been watching this company since it first started and before that watching numerous other feds that people were in and could see that at most turns if Vince wanted something he went and got it no matter the cost and was not at the top tier of the companies. After Nero announced that Cross was her Titan of choice I just knew the next place I had to sign up. You see in this business its not just about the money you make or the gold that you hold its also knowing you have given it all. Keep watching and you will see what I mean exactly."
Colbalt: "And speaking of that, Cross your super secret decoder ring is in the mail. Use it's power wisely, my friend."
(He takes a final drag of his cigarette and buts it out. He sits in silence and drums his fingers on the desk.)
"What you thinking about?"
(He turns, and sure enough the woman sleeping in the bed WAS the chick he was leaving the show with. And for the record she looks better in the Villian T-shirt than Colbalt ever did.)
Colbalt: "Decoder Rings. Did I wake you, Penny?"
Penny: [color=purple"No. Just lonely.”[/color]
(She takes Colbalt's hands and pulls him away from the desk. They disappear off screen into the bedroom)
Penny: ”Could I have a decoder ring?”
Colbalt: ”Depends. Will you use it's power for good or evil?”
Penny: ”Um (long pause, heavy breathing, moist kissing) Evil.”[/color]
Colbalt: ”That's my girl.”
(The camera fades.)
Penny: ”Anyone ever tell you you're a great kisser?”
Colbalt: ”I've been hearing that....”
(Out.)
Msg: Nero sent the card.
(He shrugs. She lists the card from the opening match down, because she's nerdy like that, he notes.)
Msg: Lawson vs Reaper.. Please No.
(He scrolls down, laughing quietly and reads the rest of the card. Pausing after reading the Cross/Spaz match up and looking out at the moon again. He rubs his chin absent-mindedly, and gets up from the bed.)
Colbalt: "I doubt the Cross needs my help. I do somehow hope that by some wierd twist, i'm the mystery guy who tried to take out Vigilante and I don't even know it, because I have (spooky voice) ammmmneeeesiaaaaa...."
(He grabs a robe, and the camera and moves past the bed and through the room with the TV, and into a small study. Villian Inc. rolls big, we roll hard. Like those Jersey mayors. He puts the camera down and positions the plush office chair so he can sit comfortably and still see the moon. He then adjusts the camera, and leans back in the chair.)
Colbalt: "You know Dam... and I'm going to call you Dam just because I can. Feel delicious to call me Villian, or Colbalt. That whole The Villan Colbalt thing's a little long... You know, Dam, I never bought into all that stars hooey. Horroscopes, Astrology, meh. Basing your whole life on the movement of dead lights? Never floated my boat, and mind you, I'm Russian. But, well, I've always been a big fan of the moon, and if you watch very closely, I'll turn that metaphor into something that pertains to you."
(He shifts forward, and stares at the camera.)
Colbalt: "Sure stars are amazing, bright, and powerful, and denote the infinite grandeur of the cosmos, the moon affect tides on earth. the point I'm making , Dam, is you can go ahead and call yourself a "Star" in wrestling world, but look around you. Take a REAL look around you. You aren't showing up to an ordinary OW show anymore. This is the new OW, and when its comes to that... look, I'm going to be real honest, Dam. Nero would be the Sun, don't get me wrong. Cross would be Jupiter, Spaz... Mars i guess, but if I say that I'm the damn moon, it's not because of some hollow bravado, it's because I worked my ass off for this sport. I left a burned out shell because I gave everything I had to those this industry. So to me, Dam, you're nothing but a speck far off in the distance, of ultimately little consequence because I'm too busy changing the landscape of the place. And you want to run your mouth, to me, when I first showed up in this company? How can you expect me not to shove my fist into it?"
(He reaches in his robe and pulls out a metal cigarette case. It looks beaten and worn, because it is, but it still opens like it did the day he got it. He pulls out a single cigarette. He's cut down to four a day.)
Colbalt: "You were honestly surprised I didn't take your hand?"
(He pats himself for a lighter, but only finds a box of matches.)
Colbalt: "I'm called The Villian for a reason, Dam, and it's not because of my great friendship making abilities."
(He flicks his left finger nail against the match head and it lights. He learned the trick in college at the same frat party...)
(He shakes the match out. He lights another this time against the box. He holds it to the end of the cigarette and takes a deep breath in. The nicotine rush hits and he continues.)
Colbalt: "Please, Dam, tell your friends: You don't try to take a dog's bowl away before they're finished and you don't stick your hand out to me. The result is never pleasant, and often results in hospitalization."
(Colbalt takes a thoughtful drag.)
Colbalt: "But I'm sure you're going to be liking your chances, right? I mean, I haven't been in the ring in the past few years, right? I should be rustier than the hinges in.... yeah.. okay, I don't have an actual finish for that, but you're confident that you can outlast me, and outwrestle me. Please, go ahead and think that. In fact I want you to, anything I can do to help i'd be more than happy to... well, here...."
(He makes a doofy face and waves his hands in a comical manner.)
Colbalt (a very good Cletus the slack jawed yokel): "I'm Colbalt, I forgot everything I ever knew about wrestling, a-huh-huh-huh."
(He leans back again.)
Colbalt: "There, show that a thousand times this week. Get cocky. Chill, throw a shindig, roll up to a hootenanny, because I want the look on your face after being in the ring with me for 30 seconds, after realizing that I am just flat out a better wrestler than you, after realizing that I'm probably the best you ever faced, and that I have absolutely zero ring rust... I want that moment, Dam, when your jaw is hanging to your knees to be real. I want to see the dawning horror in your eyes when you realize just how out of your league you are. The fact is, Dam, I have more wrestling ability with my tongue than you have in your entire body. Ask your sister. And your baby mama."
(He takes a drag.)
Colbalt: "Yeah, I went there. And then after toying with you long enough to be able to pick you apart whenever I want, should the need to put you down again arise, I will drop you on the ground, only to pick you up agian to destroy you with some Blood Money, and then when they scrape you off the mat and take you back to your homie Vigilante, you can tell him from firsthand experience that Bloody Money sucks S***."
(Colbalt leans back and pulls the ashtray over to him and ashes his cigarette. He kicks his feet up on a nearby shelf and looks back towards the moon.)
Colbalt: "And I'm sure plenty of you are wondering why I would come down to the ring and help Vincent Cross. Well you see Vince and myself aren't very different you see. I had been watching this company since it first started and before that watching numerous other feds that people were in and could see that at most turns if Vince wanted something he went and got it no matter the cost and was not at the top tier of the companies. After Nero announced that Cross was her Titan of choice I just knew the next place I had to sign up. You see in this business its not just about the money you make or the gold that you hold its also knowing you have given it all. Keep watching and you will see what I mean exactly."
Colbalt: "And speaking of that, Cross your super secret decoder ring is in the mail. Use it's power wisely, my friend."
(He takes a final drag of his cigarette and buts it out. He sits in silence and drums his fingers on the desk.)
"What you thinking about?"
(He turns, and sure enough the woman sleeping in the bed WAS the chick he was leaving the show with. And for the record she looks better in the Villian T-shirt than Colbalt ever did.)
Colbalt: "Decoder Rings. Did I wake you, Penny?"
Penny: [color=purple"No. Just lonely.”[/color]
(She takes Colbalt's hands and pulls him away from the desk. They disappear off screen into the bedroom)
Penny: ”Could I have a decoder ring?”
Colbalt: ”Depends. Will you use it's power for good or evil?”
Penny: ”Um (long pause, heavy breathing, moist kissing) Evil.”[/color]
Colbalt: ”That's my girl.”
(The camera fades.)
Penny: ”Anyone ever tell you you're a great kisser?”
Colbalt: ”I've been hearing that....”
(Out.)