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bringing the violence
Topic Started: Jun 11 2009, 04:23 AM (73 Views)
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"The scene opens in a empty arena. Now fans, no announers and no media, just silence. Razor is standing up the in decks looking down at the ring. All he can see in his mind is flash backs of the match he had. Razor thinks about Killjoy. ( His hands tighten up) How he hit Razor with a hit after the match. Then Shrapneljoins in the fun by helping Killjoy with, not once but twice droping Razor onto the chair with a Coulophobia. Kill joy thinks he is hardcore just because in insane the mind. Shrapnel on the other hand is sick, not hardcore wrestling sick not plain sick, Hardcore Sick. Razor is sick, Hardcore Sick, Razor is insane in the brain too. When Razor first came to CZW he brought in Blade forming The Cut Throat Thrillers who, Made CZW ultraviolence to another level by using Razorblades and other weapons, putting there body's on the line and taking out other Tag Teams like Toxic, remember as it they ran off The upper Class by using . Razor sits down in a sit looks into the camera.

Razor: Shrapneland Killjoy. Now Now. Two guys think they are the most sick violent guys in CZW. Shrapnel yeah you are tough I gave you that, but not ultraviolent. Ultraviolence is where the wrestlers wrestle in fists are taped and dipped into glue, broken and crushed glass, Ultraviolence is where the wrestlers Wrestle in the middle of the ring with Bed of Nails in all for corners and Ultraviolence is where the wrestlers, wrestle in Barbed wire Cage with C4 on the wire, Log Cabins of Glass, Sheets of Glass are on the wire, Barbed wire Cage with C4 on the wire, Log Cabins of Glass, Sheets of Glass are on the wire. Fans Bring the Weapons. Now that is Ultraviolence! Shrapnel your just big guy, there is no hardcore bone in your body you just use your power to give you the edge.

Razor: Killjoy hahaha two on one. That most have prove some. That it takes two of you guys to beat me, big deal. So you think it hardcore huh. Ok if your so then prove it. How about a ultraviolent match to see how ultraviolent you really are, How about instand of a normal tag match how about a Texas Tornado Tag Team Barbed Wire Rage In a Cage/Log Cabins of Glass Match. Just to see how hardcore you two really are.
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"(Wednesday. June 10th. 6:30 PM. At Razor's Child Hood Town.)

"The mobile home, if it should even be called so, was placed onto a large pile of stones, formed at the top of the beach. A large wooden stilt poked out through the sand below the rocks, holding this "home" up straight from its' left rear. Paint was chipping off to reveal a dark steel color, constructed underneath the scratched paint, most likely from the ocean water that could reach the "home" if a storm should show its' ugly face from above.

The man's "home" was in such horrible condition that it almost seemed as if the "home" itself greeted the bad weather to tear it down. For someone to live in such a disaster of a "home" could only be of someone unable to afford anything better. He couldn't possibly enjoy being where he is; or, was it because he is there, that he enjoyed it more than expected? What kind of person would live in a "home" that looked more dangerous than the street itself? Only a person with nothing to lose. Maybe he has nothing left to give. Everything he has may be gone. Poor man? I say poor "home" for staying up and allowing the man to live in such a disgrace.

The man does not look old, and he does have great health. For a man with such great strength and good looks, wearing a clean pair of black jeans and a plaid buttoned shirt of various colors of blue and yellow, with thin white lines crossing through the shirt horizontally from the front to the back, opened, waving down at his sides to bounce the sun off his body. He seemed to love showing off his body eith scars where as if he was in war and a bad car wreach., as he continued stretching out his legs and pumping his arms up. Something was obviously wrong with him, but it is hard to tell what it is. Such a nice looking person, living in a place one step closer from a garbage dump. The only thing not seen is beer bottles and trash bags filled with just about every dirty thing you could think about having in a garbage bag all over the sand... Oh wait... That's behind his "home".

At least staring away and out to the ocean has something beautiful to pay attention to, when everything else is a gigantic dumpster. But who is this man that sits on his beach chair in the grass, in front of the most disgusting looking house ever seen by man to this day? Well... Of course... The very man that has given his past, but not yet given you much of a preview of his present. Although far in the distance, unable to see him for ourselves, it must be Razor.

But what has come of Razor? Why does he now live in a (un)mobile home that is filled with mountains of trash? Where's his wife and child? Where is his normal home? His life looks like a mess, yet he himself looks as clean as can be. Any angle shown of him, shows a clean young man, even stronger than ever before. It strikes us though... Yes, there is a reason for all of this. Razor, a man so skilled, so extreme, so passion about the sport yet eyes of a psycho that could be building up inside, sits so heavenly in his beach chair, as the mess is left behind him... A mess that would take the strength of a thousands men to clean... Of course, so ohn Razor to clean this mess... It's about time, someone completed God's work..."

Razor: Everyone is wondering what has happen to me. At the Overdrive I may have out prove that I wasn't most Extreme wrestler in CZW, cause I lost. I just didn't lose a match I lose everything I loved. Kill Joy and his freak of a friend. You jump me and now this week you will be in my world a Tag Match and The Cut Throat Thrillers is going to show what real violents is. Yeah I lost my aginst the UV champ it hurt because when wrestling know I am the king of core. When a man loses his pride such as I did at the Overdrive everything around him goes dark. You can't look at yourself in the mirror without punching it because you can't stand to look at yourself anymore. When I lost that match to that beast it killed my soul, my love for the sport of wrestling. Weak man wouldn't show thier face on T.V., a weak man would have packed up thier bags and call it quits and retire after a big lost like the one I had. I'm not weak tho, no I'm not a quiter nor am I scared to come on T.V. and say I lost because I didn't put 100% in my actions I'm the loser. This why I am here, this where I begin from the start. A run down crappy garbage can of a town. This where I made my wrestling debut 100 years ago. In a wrestling company haha were most of thier wrestlers are bar flys, inmates and wash up has beens. Thier skills are mostly the basics but they work stiff as hell and for most rookies that start there they make it about three weeks and quit because every wrestler thier uses full force when comes to thiers matches holding nothing back just laying into the punches and slams hard. None of them have made it big besides me. If they have made it big it was 20 years ago and they wrestle at this company to pay off thier over due taxes or child support. This why I am here, to start fresh gain back my pride and hang my head up high.

" Razor gets out of his chair looks around him he see see how he used to live before making it as the new face of extreme in CZW and he has no shame. He knows it wasn't easy growing up as a teen in this town. Poor, friends where scam, and mom and dad where drunks but that pushed him to become great not good but great. It made him hit the gym, work on his moves, have no fear when he was in the ring because he knew if he had fear he would never make it out the hell hole he called home and be forced to work odd job to pay the bills. Fear wasn't in Razor's heart when Razor was in the ring, diving off high spot made the fans cheer him on and other bookers from other companys call him up to work thier show.

Razor starts to walk down the street as he looks at all the old run down house around him. They make his old house look like 1,000,000 bucks insted of ten bucks. Most of the houses around have no windows as they are boarded up. The paint is gone with rust taking its place. The grass in everyone lawn hasn't been mowed ever. That made Razor happy has he knew his dad try to keep the lawn look half way ok, guess he didn't have that bad off but Razor didn't care because he still wanted out any way he could. Razor walks pass the local bar where three guys old men are laying up against the outside wall pass out. One young man early 20's is laying on the side walk in front of the bar with his mouth bloody and eyes black and blues , Razor knows this man pissed off the wrong one. Razor keeps on walking until you hear loud cheering going on in a building. Razor stops and lights up a smoke. "

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(7:30 PM)
"The banner on the building read (Smashmouth Championship Wrestling). Razor drops his smoke onto the parking lot and steps on it with his brown right foot boot. He pays five bucks to get inside the building, with that ticket he also get to drink up to six beers for free due the sponsorship of a local beer company. Razor walk inside and orders a beer, he see that it now is in cups. When he wrestled for them it was in glass bottles, oh how times have changed. Razor gets his beer and grabs a sit front row as there is only about 200 fans there so there is alot of sits available. Inside the ring is one man wearing a white ski mask, big and out of shape. He is wrestling another man who also big and out of shape. Every ten moves they do seven of them are botched and stiff. Their foot work is bad but they sure are wrestling smashmouth like due the blood dripping from thier mouths and heads. After a few other matches two lightweights, more like flyweights come out to the ring. The match is a spot fest very very bad spots and the moves are weak you can tell they are not trying to hurt each other. Which is odd because the last few matches have been brutal, everything was the same just different wrestlers but brutal none the less. The fans seem to like the stiff brutal hardcore style of Smashmouth Championship Wrestling but this lightweight bout has fans booing them bad. The fans are throwing thier cups of beer into the ring maybe that is why they changed from bottles to cups. Anyways fans are saying (This is boring) Over and over, until one the guys goes outside the ring and grabs the time keepers table and slides it into the ring. He sets up the table in the middle of the ring, he try's to powerbomb the other onto the table but he didn't add enough force and the table didn't break. As a matter of fact the after four try's the table didn't break and the fans look to start to riot so they wrap it real quick and move to the next match.

Just so the fans don't start a riot they changed the next match to a Smashmouth Warfare Match (Ring ropes are replaced with barbed wire. The turnbuckles are stripped of padding. The mat is littered with broken glass, metal shards, and thumbtacks. Inside the ring is a ladder. Outside the ring are tables, barbed wire entanglements, and various weapons. Loser is the man who fails to answer the twenty-count). So the crowd is really pumped to see this match go down. After twenty minutes or more of that wild match. The fans leave with smiles on their faces and blood on their shoes. Razor goes to get up when he is stop by SCW owner and head booker Jim Hill. A short bald man with a cigar in his mouth blowing smoke every where. He sticks his hand out to Razor's hand and smiles as Razor shakes Jim's hand. "


Jim: Glad to see you again. Its been a long time since you step foot inside this building boy. Even when you quit touring the world and settle down here in Tennessee you never called me up or even thought of this place. why is that kid? To many old bad memory's of the bigger guys throwing you around like a rug doll? Is it because you didn't what that pretty face messed up or really hurt so you can't go back on tour when ever you wanted to? I made you, Yeah you have the best skills I seen that's came out of here but all in all I am the one, we (SCW) pushed to the limited and then pushed you some more/ When you thought you couldn't get back up in the ring you sucked it up and got back up then got drilled back down harder and some how you got back up. That's when I knew you going to be something. The first time I saw you, you was a 16 year old kid weight 110 pounds wet and I thought he will never make it here. Some one will break this kid noise in the middle of the ring.

Razor: Someone did Jim. After you paid them a extra twenty bucks to do it. It wasn't even in a match Jim. It was in training so I could get ready for a match.

Jim: Well hell kid. I had to find out if you could make it. I didn't want to waste my time on some kid who was going to cry for their mommy in the ring when things got tough. I had to see if you was going to stick with it and forget the fear and pain, that make everyone rookie quit because they don't under stand the pain wrestlers go threw in the ring. They see a wrestler they like on T.V. think hey that looks like fun and try out but find quick thats not fun and quit after thier first match. That means I lost money training them, opening this building extra days so they could train that I rent and its not cheap. So yeah I had to find out if you was going to quit on me boy, in training was the best time that way I don't wastes all the time and money on you. I thought you was going to quit Razor. You was young, mouthy, and had no meat on your bones. You just didn't have that tough rough wrestler look that the fans here like boy. So did what I had to do.

Razor: Yeah by sticking me with a gimmick you knew the fans here won't like. No matter how good I landed the moves with no botched moves the fans still booed me. I was a face Jim, a face and I still got booed, the only time I got cheered is when I got my head knocked half way off. I too knew I wasn't going to get over so that is why I asked for a new gimmick that I wanted. Matches haha well I made that Smashmouth Warfare Match my bitch. The fans then started to cheer me because I gave them something besides the same ol stiff crap I gave them something new. I gave them extreme, diving out into the crowds, deathmatches every other week and they eat it up. I was filling every sit in the building, SCW was number one in Tennessee, number seven in the world in 2000.

Jim: Yeah you did. Now days I'm lucky to bring in 160 people tops to the shows. Them was the days wasn't it. I know I paid you good, hell half of what I made them nights I gave you half as for the other maybe got 100 and you wanted to wrestle in Japan. You said it wasn't going to be long yeah uh huh four years is long. from 2000 to 2004 you was over in Japan gaving them the same stuff you did here but you got over because you could wrestle, you wasn't your ever day deathmatch wrestler no you could also put on a great match without spilling blood or using weapons. That is why you landed in the prime time wrestling shows but the past of being a deathmatch wrestler would always haunt you. Every time I saw you on PPV you was always in a gimmick match from falls count anywhere matches to exploding barbed wire cage matches. I thought you left SCW because you didn't won't to do the extreme matches anymore? I thought you left Japan because you didn't won't to do deathmatches?

Razor: Yeah that's kinda why I did what I did. I guess I want to be a small fish in a big pond then a big fish in a small pond. I know then more then half of the feds that sign me is because my hardcore past it doesn't phase me. If they want to look at me as a great Junior Puroresu wrestler then so be it and a lot of feds I worked for have look at me as top light heavyweight wrestler.

Jim: You got that right. You showed them what you are made huh. You got your ass handed to you by punk. A punk that would have been bloody up by the hands of you two years ago. What you lost that fire that burned in chest? The money get to your brain that you gone to Hollywood on us?

Razor: Yeah I did. That is why I came here.

Jim: I was wondering that. What you want to work for me again?

Razor: For one night only. Is that ok?

Jim: Yeah kid that ok with me. The next show is Sunday. 11:30. 7:30 PM. Get here around 5:00 PM so we can go over the match with you. I hope you still got it kid because once you lose it, its gone for good. You say you did lose it I think your mind is clouded up with trying to be this great wrestler living up the hype around him. If you forgot all of that and just wrestle. Forget about if its good or bad and just care what really matter and that is the fans that pay your bills boy. They are the ones who really matter, look at the show I run yeah I could hire some great high flying guys but they get booed out the ring. The fans here like stiff hard hitting action. I know the guys in the back I have can't land brainbuster right but the fans don't care so I don't care. Remember when Sunday comes its going to brutal and painful.

Razor: Don't worry a match like that is something I need. It may kick start my mind back to the way it used to be. A mind and soul that would have kicked out of that move the P.A.C. don't to me but for some reason when they nailed it I didn't want to get up. (Razor goes blank for a few seconds then shakes his head and looks back at Jim) Anyways thanks Jim, I'll talk to later and see you Thursday night.

" Then Razor shakes Jim's hand and starts to walk away as he gets dirty looks from the guys in the back. Razor pays them no mind and keep on walking with a grin on his face as he walks out of the building then the scene fades to black...."

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(Thursday 12:30 PM. At Razor's Child Hood House..)

"The scene opens with Razor sitting the in corner of the living room looking at the window watching birds fly by Then he turns and looks at birds that are caged inside his famly living room. The birds outside are free by yet they are caged inside the world we live in. Is anyone free? Is anyone free to do as they please? Or are they caged to do what everyone espect them to do?"

Razor: Look at the little bird, caged from its freedom. Look at the little bird, whistling for his freedom. Look at this bird, look at the beauty and yet the sadness in its eyes as he knows he is losing its wildness. Losing the nature of the wild as it is caged in its very own captivity, look at him as he has given up the fight that he seemingly cannot win, look at him... the victim of society we may think.

"Razor whispers to himself. Then from behind him a old man comes up behind Razor. The man looks to be in his 40's tall and salt and pepper hair. Its Razor's dad, a man that looks rough from the years of drinking and pill popping have took its toll. Now day he doesn't do either but Razor still blames his dad for his own drug uses that lost him many jobs from other feds and a wife that used to love him dearly. His dad is named John. He used to be a teacher at the high school down a few blocks but the drinking and drug use got him canned. After his 12 steps he see Razor as some one who could been something more then a stunt devil. John likes watching he watched it with his three sons every weekend when they was growing up but he didn't won't they to be wrestlers. Now days all of his sons wrestle in different areas of the world, just Razor and Blade wrestler for CZW, the others just wrestlig the indys due to lack of skills. Razor and Blade must have been blessed."

John: Are you watching birds now Rich?

Razor: (Razor grins) , I am listening to the words that you are speaking to me. Truth has got their meaning in them. But that's the case of how I like it, to see the truth and bend it to the way that it is always correct. Why not am I free?

John: Why should you focus your brain and mind to merely just wrestling? Wrestling alone cannot fill your mind with mere intelligence, wrestling alone cannot make you grow as the person that I am to this present day my son.... And therefore it is that nature intrigues me, whether in captivity or not

Razor: You know what old man? I liked you better as a drunk. You don't like how I became then maybe you should have put down the bottle and raised me yourself. You want me to grow to become the person you are today well maybe I should stop acting like you was yesterday father.

John: Yes I have had my problems in the past. Thats something I have to live with but that doesn't mean you should walk in my foot steps.

Razor: I don't have a drug problem. I have a pain problem, you ever fall 35 feet off a ladder onto thumbtacks covered tables? You know, on camera I act like that stuff doesn't hurt but hell it does its all part of the show. In a way it is funny because sometime it doesn't hurt me, I guess it mind over matter, if you don't mind it doesn't matter.

John: There you go again. Focus your brain on wrestling. You take pain pills cause you do dumb things in the ring. Diving and landing on tacks and glass. Getting cut up by barbed wire why? Son you are a gifted wrestler I will gave you that maybe to gifted for the stuff you do in the ring. Now I know I always said you could have done better haha that is true son, but extreme wrestling is the lowest you could do. You could have been anything, done anything you wanted to be a wrestler. Ok god gave you a gift do you use it? Maybe not huh. You have speed, skills, and charisma. Yeah you used to have do the extreme stuff when you first started out cause you was in that outlaw wrestling place but now you are in the big time. Time to take it slow, pace yourself don't try and get yourself over by getting yourself killed. Thank about it.

" Then John walks out of the room and Razor starts to look out the window again."

Razor: [Pats myself ha). Why is he using the lines he learned in AA? This who I am or is this what everyone thinks I am? No no I am Razor king of extreme, the man who brought deathmatches to the U.S. I like wrestling in barbed wire and glass, it may hurt but its better then boring ol' matches with the same thing day in and day out.

" Razor turns to the bird that is caged and grins."

Razor: I wonder little black bird, do you know what is looking on? Do you know what is keeping you in captivity? And is it truly that you are being held captive to be a slave and a puppet to others amusement? Or are you just merely being protected from the dangers that could be ahead of you in whatever possible way? Oh I just enjoy to bury my mind into yours into hoping to find the truth behind your desperate movement. Nature is often unfamiliar in its ways to the human brain, just like me... I do things because I can and nobody understands a damn thing about it and that makes me the very dangerous man that I am today.

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4:00 PM)
" The scene opens back up with Razor walking out of his child hood house. He walking to the SCW building where he was to be there at 4:30 pm. It is a 30 mintue walk. He is walking down the street, and you see an old chubby w***e on the street corner looking for action; a man sitting down, leaning on a brick wall with ripped clothes, and one black glove on his right hand that begs for a little change; the drug dealers hiding themselves from the police as they sell what they have at the doors of apartment complexes. So what keeps people safe through the night? There is not a lot that can keep people protected, because it only takes one instant, and something is gone, or someone is killed. Drugs are sold, women sell their bodies, and without seeing it, doesn't mean it is not happening.

There are some that take the law into their own hands, and see more than others do. What happens when someone is in trouble and their is nobody around that can call the police, or the police themselves unable to do anything, because they don't know about it? That very person in trouble may be screwed. What can this person do when outnumbered or too vulnerable to escape? I have a story for you. Very exciting story, with the thrills and the chills that one Nashville alley can give you. Razor see the building now, he walks up to it and is greeted by Bill and few other wrestlers."

Jim: Glad to see you made it. I knew wouldn't be a no show like these guys thought.

Wrestler: Yeah Hollywood. We thought you would be afraid to show up. We saw you lose to that punk the other night and knew a real man like myself would really scare you. This a real man sport here you got that!

Jim: Easy there Ian. Razor I would like you to meet "Insane" Ian Creed.

" Razor and Ian's eyes lock up and Razor sticks out his hand. Ian shakes it really hard as you see Razor's hand getting red. They let go and Razor walks into the building."

Wrestler: I hope he is the real deal you say he is Jim.

Jim: Ian. He is as real as they come. That is why you are going to wrestle him in a Four Corner of Death Match. And yes he can hang with you, he can and he will do it better then you ever seen some one wrestle before. That man you locked eyes with is the most insane fearless wrestler on the planet today. If CZW thinks they seen extreme then they never seen Razor bring of his demons. As for Blade if pushed to for, he will just like his brother, tuff and keep coming for more not many can say that. If they broken bones there on bones as they still never stop the match.


" Then the scene fades away as Jim and Ian walk inside the building
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