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I'm Broken Part II: Shattered; Bobby Mitchell/Jason Storm 30/8/2007
Topic Started: Feb 5 2008, 05:40 PM (521 Views)
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Bobby......Bobbyyyyy! Can you hear them out there? Can you hear those laughs? They think you're a joke Bobby. You are a fucking joke Bobby!

Bobby: NO! Go away! I'm not a joke! I'm not a fucking joke! Get out of my head!

The fist that belongs to himself cracks the head of the same owner

Everyone knows it Bobby. You even know it. You can't win. You don't even that paper championship anymore. You're nothing. You've always been nothing. You always will be nothing

Bobby: I am NOT! I can win! I CAN WIN!

You can't even fool yourself! What can you win with? You have nothing. Just admit it. You're never ever gonna amount to anything. You might as well just go raise chickens you incompetent fuck!

Bobby: No! Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!!!!!

Bashes and bashes and bashes.

Why are you hitting yourself? You can't hurt anyone, not even you! Just give up. ADMIT IT! You're worthless. No one cares. No one ever will care!

Bobby: No! I refuse! FUCK!!!! FUCK!!! It's true!

Knees hit the ground. Liquid floods the eyes

Bobby: It's all fucking TRUE! I can't do it anymore! No more laughs!!!

Hahahahahaha!

Bobby: Stop it! Stop laughing! SHUT UP! I'll show you!

Swings at the empty. They don't land. They never land. But he keeps throwing with fury. But those laughs just won't stop

Bobby: Fine! FINE!!! You win! YOU FUCKING WIN! Just stop laughing! PLEASE STOP LAUGHING!

Until next time Bobby....

It's gone. But the battle is lost. Tears falling, hands and knees touching the ground, he speaks again

Bobby: I can't lose...

What does that mean? Not even he knows. But it means something

Bobby: Please....just don't let me lose

He's not kneeling, but these are prayers. Can they reach in time?

Bobby: But....but.... I.... I'm nothing. I can't win

He stands now. Physically composed, but truely far from it.

*fade*
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The scene opens to Mitchell, just standing in place, tears rolling down his cheeks, the camera pans back and Jason Storm is seen standing against a wall, peering behind a corner, watching the meltdown thats happening in front of him. He thinks to himself, should he go over and once again offer help or should he just walk away? The thoughts swarming through his head. He looks around, no one in site. He looks around the corner again, this time Mitchell is rocking back and fortht, the camera zooms back in on Mitchell.

Face it Bobby, no one cares, not the fans, the boys in the locker room, not even your own parents. No one cares if you live or die.

Mitchell: No....no....no...thats not true.

Mitchell wipes the tears away.

Damn it, Bobby, do what's best. Do us both a favor.

Mitchell: I can't....Please, just go away.

I may go away, but all your problems won't. Your still a worthless peice of shit

Mitchell's breathing grows heavy and he puts one hand out and leans up agaisnt the wall. Bobby begins coughing and then vomits all over the ground. He wipes his mouth and coughs some more. The camera pans back out to Storm, whos shaking his head.

Storm: That poor son of a bitch.

Storm turns and walks down the hallway, on one hand, he does feel bad for Mitchell, he really wants to help him, but if Mitchell doesn't want his help, well there's nothing he can do about that, but on the other hand, he doesn't feel bad and would love to watch Bobby self destruct. Storm peers back around the corner and Bobby is once again on his knees, hands in a praying postion and he's mumbling something to himself. Storm looks around and he picks up a nearby steel chair and folds it up. He walks out from behind the corner and walks towards Bobby, the chair by his head. Bobby turns his head as he notices Storm's shadow.

Mitchell: What the hell do you want?

Storm doesn't say a word, instead, he lifts up the steel chair and cracks it square over Mitchell's skull. Mitchell falls to the ground, inches away from his vomit. Blood begins to seep from his forehead. Eyes closed.

Storm: It's for your own good.

Storm tosses the chair aside and walks down the hallway, not looking back.
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Mitchell Cole stands with a microphone outside of Bobby Mitchell's locker room. There is no star there like he had always previously insisted upon, just a blank door. Cole stands.

Cole: Ladies and gentlemen, in the past weeks, Bobby Mitchell has lost alot... literally, he's lost ALOT of matches, as well as his Prime Time Title. He has been more silent than he's been throughout his entire career. I, Mitchell Cole, BQWA's Number 1 interviewer am here to get his thoughts on all of the things mentioned, plus much much more.

He knocks, and then has a disturbed look on his face when he hears Bobby Mitchell in the room

Bobby: SHUT THE FUCK UP!........I don't give a fuck!...... No! No! No! No! No! NOOOOOOOOO!..........They care!..... Yes they do!!! People DO care about me!..... I don't care about Jason Storm! I'll kick his ass!.....Yes I can!!

Cole looks at the camera and walks over closer, trying to here what the camera man is saying

Cole: No way! You here that crazy some of a bitch in there? No way I'm passing up this opportunity...Oh shut up, he won't try to hurt me.

Cole knocks harder

Bobby: Leave me alone!

Cole ignores these orders and opens the door and walks in to find a Bobby Mitchell sitting on the ground against the lockers, clearly unwashed and surrounded in his own vomit, possibly wearing the same thing he's been wearing since Immortals.

Cole: Excuse me, Bobby, could we have a word with you?

Bobby looks up with a confused look on his face

Bobby: Why?! There's nothing wrong with me!

Cole snickers to himself

Cole: No, no, we know that. We just wondered if we could get an interview.

From outside the room comes Jason Storm

Storm: Cole! Get the fuck out of here. Does this look like a man who can give you an interview.

Bobby stands up from his...well, from the ground he was sitting on

Bobby: No....no, how bout you get the fuck out of here, Storm.

Storm looks over at Bobby

Storm: Look...

Bobby jumps at Storm

Bobby: There's nothing wrong with me!! I'm doing this fucking interview

Storm is getting angrier

Storm: Bobby people might think...

Bobby jumps in again, even louder this time

Bobby: NO! I'm fine!! Go the fuck away!

Storm waves his hands and begins to walk away. Although he is clearly silent, Bobby is sure he hears something

Bobby: No! Fuck you! There's NOTHING WRONG WITH ME! And don't you ever hit me with a chair again!

Storm turns back around angrily. And steps back up to Bobby

Storm: Oh really!? What are you gonna do about it? Nothing! It was for your own damn good. I suppose you'd rather sit there and argue with yourself?

Bobby gets a shocked, almost frightened look on his face

Bobby: I....I don't know what you're talking about. I think you might be going crazy.

Storm laughs

Storm: Yeah, Bobby, I'm the one losing it, at least...

Bobby cuts in

Bobby: Just fucking leave! I've got an interview damnit!

Storm starts but stops and walks out of the room with fury

Bobby: Now that that crazy son of a bitch is gone, I'd love to have an interview Mitchell.

Cole shuts his mouth after watching what just happened between Storm and Bobby and shakes it off before asking his first question

Cole: Um...right.. So, Bobby, after losing your Prime Time Title, you've been quite absent from the scene here in BQWA. What do you feel like after losing that belt.

Bobby laughs nervously and shakes his head

Bobby: Mitchell, I didn't lose any title. You seem to be remembering things wrong. You see, I beat Colossus fair and square and...

Bobby! You're fooling nobody! Everyone saw you lose. Everyone laughed. Nobody thinks you won!

Bobby: No! That's not true! I can fool whoever I want. I'm Bobby fucking Mitchell! Ruins fall when I talk remember!

You're nothing but a crazy has been! No one is gonna believe you!

Bobby yells and screams and hits himself repeatedly in the head while yelling leave me alone. Mitchell Cole looks on, completely terrified. He looks over to his camera man

Cole: You were right. Let's get the hell out of here!

The camera man and Mitchell Cole scamper out of the room

You can't even hold yourself together for a fucking interview. You might as well just off yourself. If you think everyone was laughing at you before, just wait till this shit airs!

Bobby: FUCK! FUCK! You're right!

Bobby runs out the door trying to catch up with the two, but they are too far now. He goes back into his room and slams the door, emerging back into the darkness.

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The scene opens with Jason Storm walking down the hallway, still pissed off about what just transpired between him and Bobby. All of a sudden, someone runs up and taps Storm on the shoulder. Storm whirls around, fist in the air, ready to strike whoever tapped his shoulder.

Cole: Whoa, Jason, calm down, it's just me, Mitchell Cole.

Storm: And why should that stop my fist from meeting your face?

Cole: I don't know, but look, what's wrong with Bobby Mitchell?

Storm: Cole, i'm not a physcologist, i'm not a theripist, i'm not some crappy interviewer, thank god, so I have no idea what's wrong with Bobby Mitchell. I know what caused him to get this way and that's the fact that he sucks ass. Bobby has to understand that he needs help. He needs fucking help, before he hurts himself or someone else. I mean the man is fucking crazy and you saw that. Dudes, talking to himself, randomly screaming and throwing shit all the time, that's not normal. Either, he's just really fucked in the head or he had some uncle of his touch his no-no spot.

Cole: Despite him trying to hurt you, why do you keep offering to help him?

Storm: Because Cole, when it comes down to it, he's still a human being. He still has emotions and a life and a famly, but he just went crazy. I don't want to see him like that and I sure as hell don't want to wrestle someone like that. Dude's so unstable, one slip up and I'm dead. With the way he's been actin, you just gotta wonder, what the hell could he possibly doing at this exact moment?

The camera switches and we see nothing, but a birthday cake sitting on a table in complete darkness, the candles only illiminating a small portion of the air. A voice from within the darkness it heard.

???: Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me.

The voice belongs to Bobby Mitchell. The sounds of Bobby sniffing in his snot and weeping are heard.

Mitchell: Happy birthday, dear Bobby.

Bobby leans foward and only his face is seen in the glow of the candles. Tears streaming down his face. Bobby blows out the candles and he's once agains surronded by darkness.

Mithcell: Happy birthday to me.
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