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The End of an Era...
Topic Started: Jun 12 2009, 08:13 AM (147 Views)
shawnwaters
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It’s a bright, sunny day in Spokane, Washington. The Spokane arena is alive with movement...CZW staff setting up the ring...merchandise stands being stocked full of items...all of which are available at CZWshop.com...and of course, Jenny Jacobs skulking around backstage, trying to find some poor defenceless person to ‘interview’. She scans the area, glancing at all the crew members. She stamps a foot and continues towards the locker room area. She looks around, making sure the coast is clear, before entering the male locker room. The room is nearly empty, except for a sports bag. Then, she finally notices that water is running. One of the CZW stars is showering after training! Jenny licks her lips and sits down opposite the door to the showers. After a few minutes of waiting, she finally hears the water cease. She prepares herself, crossing one leg over the other, unbuttoning the top two buttons of her shirt and releasing her hair from its tight bun. The door to the showers open...standing there in all his...uh...her...uh...it’s glory...is Jena Cyde...

ARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

A scream is heard that travels all the way up the backstage corridor. Shawn Waters glances towards the noise.

Waters: Uh oh...looks like Jena found EP...

Shawn shrugs. He walks towards the stage area. As he passes, various staff members nod, giving him farewell’s and good luck’s plus his fair share of good riddance’s and piss off’s. Shawn ignoring all of them, walking out onto the stage. He stares down towards the half completed ring...

“It’s incredible, isn’t it?”

Shawn looks to his left. Standing there is Jeremy Dart, Shawn’s first ever opponent.

Waters: What?

Dart: It’s incredible...just look at that ring...the very same ring we fought in so long ago...do you remember that night?

Waters: Dude...how could I forget it...

(The bell rings and Waters takes off toward Dart. Dart clearly "scared" of the oncoming assault drops to the apron and rolls from the ring. Waters mouths at him from inside the ring and the referee pushes Waters back. Dart rolls back in and meets Waters in the middle of the ring. Waters goes for a grapple but instead is met with a knee to the groin, followed by a poorly executed DDT. Waters rolls for a minute and Dart just sits there looking into the crowd. Waters gets to his feet and looks at Dart confused.)

DANIELS: "What the hell? Someone tell that drunk to sober up!"

MASTER: "Look at it this way. That's my type of guy, someone who shows up obliterated and barely knows where he is!"

(Waters runs and delivers a kick to the backbone of Dart who whinces in pain and holds his back. Dart uses the ropes to get to his feet and then Waters and Dart run at each other. Waters drops to the ground, tripping Dart and causing him to slide from the apron to the ground. The ref then begins to count.. 1……..2….. Waters watches Dart get to his feet and then suicide dives through the ropes to Dart sending both into the barricade)

DANIELS: "Dart doesn't even know what's going on! He just stood there and watched Waters come diving at him!"

MASTERS: "We're lucky that he even made his way down to the ring in the first place, Daniels!"

(They both lay and the referee restarts his count. 1……2……3…….4…….5….. Dart and Waters both get to their feet and start punching at one another, 6…..7….8…. Waters whips Dart into the ring and follows before the count concludes. Waters gets Dart in a small package)

Referee: 1….2…..KICK OUT

(Dart looks pissed and goes into a swinging spree causing Waters to step back. Dart is back on his feet and continues to swing randomly and ends up hitting the referee in the face. The referee flops to the ground and acts like he is in pain. Dart swings at Waters but misses and takes a low blow. Waters takes the chance he is given and performs a spinning DDT. Dart lays on the ground, limp now more than likely from the alcohol more than the DDT. Waters signals to the fans that he is going to the top turnbuckle and does so. He then jumps into the air and performs the backflip legdrop to the already knocked out Dart. Dart lay motionless on the ring mat)

MASTERS: "This new kid is looking good, he's got Dart right where he wants him!"

DANIELS: "I would imagine so, Dart doesn't know where he is!"

(Waters then plays into the crowd and then sets up Dart for the ShawnShooter. The move gets locked in and Waters yells into the crowd as he adds more weight into the move. Dart lay still motionless…The referee rings the bell because Dart is clearly out)


Waters: You were so hammered that night...

Dart: Yeah man...you know what drinking straight scotch does to you!

Waters raises an eyebrow...

Dart: ...OK! I was drinking Scotch and coke...

Shawn smirks.

Dart: Fine! I was drinking freaking Cocksucking Cowboys! OK!

Shawn laughs.

Waters: I should’ve guessed...

Dart looks annoyed. He vanishes in thin air as Shawn wipes away a tear from laughing.

Waters: Oh god...what a loser.

Shawn shakes his head and sits down at the start of the ramp.

Waters: So many memories from that ring...beating Ronnie McNeil for the TV title...

McNeil: Unfairly that is!

Waters: I did nothing wrong!

McNeil: Please...don’t try and cover for yourself...you knew what that bitch did...and you took advantage of it...

Waters: I saw YOU fall off the ladder and I saw ME grabbing the title...I didn’t see anyone else, sunshine.

McNeil: Gah! If I was tangible, I’d knock you out right now!

Ronnie also vanishes the same way Dart did...

Waters: Wow...I’m pissing off people that are probably a million miles away...

Shawn shrugs. He watches as the canvas is finally laid down...

Waters: *sigh* I remember the battles me and Blaze had in that ring...He desperately wanted that TV title...but he just wasn’t good enough...in fact...no one was...while I was in the Upstarts...I was unbeatable...Montana and I went like...3 or 4 months without losing a tag team match...we were just too good...why the f**k did I give that up?

Shawn shakes his head...

Waters: I didn’t know what I had...it was all stupidity, wasn’t it? I mean...who in their right mind would voluntarily join Team XTC? I must have been brainwashed or something...all that came out of that was embarrassment...

Shawn stands up...

Waters: I still can’t believe it’s coming to an end though...

“Be glad you are walking out of here with some dignity...”

Shawn turns around. Standing behind him is CZW’s favourite punching bag Rave.

Rave: At least people care about you leaving...with me...I just got beat on...and people would not let me retire in peace! Those...losers backstage would continuously throw money my way...they’d lie to me, saying they had an important job for me...then of course, I’d receive some sort of undeserved punishment...

Waters: Undeserved my ass...dude...all you did in your time here was bitch and moan about how you were still undefeated, despite being beaten multiple times!

Rave: So just because I...had a differing opinion than the rest of you...I deserve to be repeatedly humiliated...even buried alive...then dug up and forced into sexual acts with Ryan Lewis!

Waters: You should have known what CZW was about when you signed up...so far I’ve starred in two editions of “Can You Get It Up-Starts”...it comes with the territory...

Rave: Oh god...don’t remind me of those movies...

Waters: You didn’t like them either?

Rave: No...but Lewis did...goddamn did he get horny!

Waters: Dude...let’s keep this on a need-to-know basis! Now...why are you even here? I mean...I can understand Dart and McNeil...but you...we never crossed paths...

Rave: Actually...now that you mention it...why am I here?

Waters: Continuing with the trend? I think everyone uses you when they’ve run out of ideas...

Rave: Yeah...that does seem to be the case...

Waters: You know another useful tool I see all the time...breaking the fourth wall...you know!

Rave: Oh...and don’t forget...if ever anyone is trapped during a promo...they just play some music and act as if the lyrics mean something...

Waters: Hey now...I’ve done that before...twice actually...but I see what you mean. Oh...and don’t forget dream sequences...completely off the wall scenes...like living in a cartoon world!

Rave: Yeah...you see too much of that...

Shawn shrugs.

Rave: Anyways...I best be off before this portion of your promo becomes ridiculously riddled with irony...

Waters: Too late...

Shawn and Rave both shrug, Rave vanishing just like the others. Shawn stands up and heads towards the back.

Waters: So...I finally get to face Kirkland...it’s been a while...I wonder they chose him to...end my career as some would say...I’d have thought they’d have gone for the lame ass Waters vs. Blaze...one last time...I’m pleasantly surprised! I never thought I’d see a promotion re-use match-ups as much as WWE do...looks like we’ve found a winner...

A random crew member turns to Shawn.

Crew: Dude...I’d watch your mouth!

Waters: Why...what’s gonna happen...I’m gonna get fired? I’m sooo terrified...

Shawn scoffs and continues walking.

Waters: I can say what I like...this is the end of the line for me...screw the dreams of my parents...f**k that...wow...my father and grandfather were famous wrestlers...big deal...making movies is where the real money is at...

“HEY! YOU JABRONI! THAT’S MY GIMMICK!”

Shawn turns and rolls his eyes.

Waters: Not you again...

Crock: I’m the Crock...know your role and shut your damn mouth before I lay the Smackdown on your candy ass...

Shawn shakes his head and continues walking.

Crock: Hey...you can’t walk away from the Crock!

Waters: Watch me...

Shawn walks down the corridor towards the production truck. The angry cries of The Crock eventually subside. Shawn breathes a sigh of relief.

Waters: Thank god for that...if I have to deal with another one of these failed losers...I’ll have to kill myself...all I wanna do is take one last walk around before I leave this dump for good. Now...where was I...oh yeah...Kirkland...my opponent for this week...the ex-Ultraviolent champion...or as I like to call it...the wannabe Hardcore title...which isn’t something you’d want to imitate...the Hardcore title is another pile of shit...funnily...both of them are titles held by Brian Kirkland...I’m starting to see a pattern here. Brian...you really think being able to win a match using whatever you can get your hands on is talent? Please...let’s just set a camera up in a bar and watch all that ‘talent’. No, no...you don’t have talent...you are just stupid...the truly talented don’t associate themselves with all that barbaric nonsense...oh...look at me...I just stabbed a guy in the face...give me a f**king title! Give me a f**king break! One on one wrestling...that’s where the real talent comes into play...nothing to aid you in victory apart from the tools you were given at birth...do you really think you can go toe to toe with Shawn Waters? In a pure wrestling match? You don’t stand a chance...I have a wide repertoire of moves and reversals...I am better than you Brian...you know it...I know it...everyone knows it. But still...I can see you putting up a good fight...I know you...you are one of those...fight till my last breath guys, right...very courageous...very dumb! It’s ridiculous how much you think you need to give...who’s benefitting from it? Surely not you! The fans? The fans are just a bunch of idiotic rednecks who have nothing better to do than watch people beat the life out of each other...the true fans are the ones who come out and applaud a well fought technical battle...not a blood and guts brawlfest!

Shawn shakes his head.

Waters: But whatever...I’m full to the brim with anticipation of kicking your ass...whether it’s my way...outclassing you with each move...or your way...beating on you like an animal...whatever! All I know is that I’m walking out of this arena, arms raised...walking out with every bit of dignity intact...I will not let you spoil this for me!

Shawn stops outside of the production truck.

Waters: Heh...these are the guys who help make each and every Testing the Waters a success...I mean...I can do it myself...but it’s always good to have that extra bit of professional help...

Shawn knocks and enters. The truck is empty, except for one man. He is quite short and is balding. He is leaning over a computer, furiously typing away.

Waters: Hey Jimmy...

The man turns and focuses on Shawn.

Jimmy: Shawn, m’boy!

Jimmy removes his glasses and walks over to Shawn. Shawn and Jimmy shake hands.

Jimmy: It’s been a while since I’ve seen you in here!

Waters: Yeah...I haven’t really been around lately...

Jimmy: So...I hear you are leaving us?

Shawn nods.

Jimmy: I never thought I’d see one of you young-ins leave this place before me...

Waters: You’ll be here forever Jimmy...

Jimmy smiles.

Jimmy: Hey Shawn...I decided to make you a little parting gift...it’s nothing major though...

Jimmy walks over to the computer he was working on. He pushes a button and a video begins playing...



It finishes and Shawn grins.

Waters: Thanks Jimmy...that’s great...

Shawn pats the old man on the back before walking out. He sighs.
Waters: It’s really ending, isn’t it?

Shawn stares up at the Spokane Arena.

Waters: A year and a half...many memories...heaps of friends...even more enemies...it’s been great...

Shawn walks back into the arena, the sun shining brightly overhead.

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