-[ The scene does
fade in this time, contrary to the first time you witness
the red. This time, a soft
white glow carresses your eyes. As you begin to focus in
on what's in front of you, you see the soft
marble floor of an elaborate building. You pan to your
left and you see a gold plate on the side of the
building that reads "The Four Seasons" and you
look in front of you and see the doors. The large double
brass and glass doors, shining in the daylight. You walk
through the doors and over to the front desk.
The personnel behind the large counter are wearing suits
and gold name plates on their lapels. A nice
looking young lady with the name "Tiffany" on
her name plate approaches you with a smile. ]-
Tiffany :: Can I help you sir?
Truth
Master :: Yes, I'm with the FWF, and a Mr.
Michael Vincenetti is staying here this evening. I have a
meeting scheduled with him at 2:30 and I'm running a bit
late. What room is he in?
Tiffany :: Oh, you are Mr. Truth Master...? *looking down
at her computer behind the counter*
Truth
Master :: My reputation preceeds me. Yes, I
am the Truth Master. What room, please....
Tiffany :: Well, he phoned down a few hours ago saying
he would be in Conference Room Alpha waiting on you. If
you wish, I can have someone accompany you down. The
Alpha conference room is down the hall on the left, the
third door down. It's marked with an "A" symbol
on it.
Truth
Master :: I think I can find my own way.
Thank you.
Tiffany :: Glad to be of help. Have a nice day.
-[ You begin your
journey down the hall way and soon you see the door with
the large "A" symbol on it.
You are a bit apprehensive as you stand outside the door,
but knowing that time is money, you enter. As soon
as you do, you see a large conference room in front of
you, and the room gives off a very creepy feeling,
because
the room is incredibly empty. Devoid of any tables or
chairs or charts or graphs. No computers, no lights are
on.
Suddenly, as if on command of your presense, a light
comes on. It's the light of a projector in the far
corner. On the
wall nearest it, you see some clips of wrestling matches.
You can't tell who's on it, but your curiosity is peaked,
so you
begin to walk towards it. As you get closer, you
recognize the one constant in all the highlights is that
Skarrphace is
winning in the clips. You see him hold several belts up
high and you see him winning in several brutal matches.
Then, out of the shadows of the room, Skarrphace himself
walks out and stands in the light of the projector, the
images
projected now on his body. You can hardly see him, but
he's smiling as he speaks. ]-
Skarrphace :: Glad you found the place....didn't think
you were going to make it, TM.
Truth
Master :: Did you bring me here to brag,
Mr. Vincenetti? You're in the FWF now, isn't that enough?
Skarrphace :: Enough? No....it's not enough. And
no, this isn't meant to brag in any way. I just want you
and the entire FWF to know that this is NO rookie
standing before you today. This is not some
wet-behind-the-ears curtain jerker who can't pull his own
weight. I am, and always will be, the consumate performer
and athlete, all rolled into one.
Truth
Master ::
What exactly am I here for?
Skarrphace :: Well, I thought I would bring you here so
that I could lay down my shitlist to you. The shitlist is
a list you never want to be on, especially if it happens
to be Skarrphace's Shitlist. The shitlist is comprised of
people that are targeted by me to be taken down, by any
means necessary. For various reasons, some of which I
will divulge with you right now, I have selected three
individuals who will go down by the hand of the 'Phace
now that I am in the FWF to stay. There is one way, and
one way ONLY, to get yourself off of this list....and
that is to be eliminated from it. There is no amount of
money that can buy your way off this list, no favor you
can do that's big enough to pay for your spot on this
list. Are you ready for it, TM?
Truth
Master :: As I'll ever be....
-[ Skarrphace goes
over to the projector and stops it for a moment. You can
hear some noise
of metal clanging together and you assume he's changing
the reels of tape. Your assumption is made
true when Skarrphace starts up the projector again and
you see a picture of Homeboy Murder on the
screen. You see Skarrphace come back out into the light
of the projector as he speaks again. ]-
Skarrphace :: Public Enemy No. 1, and these are in no
particular order, is this punkass wannabe ruff
ryder....Homeboy Murder....now, this guy seems to like to
rhyme a lot in his interviews. Rhyme and shine....that's
his philosophy. Now it's punks like this that give
wrestling a bad name. Look at him. Drinkin' his beer and
spittin' lyrics as if he even has the ability to back up
what he says. Murder, you just opened your mouth at the
wrong time, son, and you will be the first one who will
feel the wrath of the 'Phace. Now some people may look at
me and say "'Phace, that's just not fair, I mean,
Homeboy Murder is just a white boy from the streets who
is doing all he knows...", and to that I say
HORSESHIT. If I don't miss my guess, this projects reject
came from a middle-class family with a mom and a pop and
a dog and a brother and a Sega Genesis and 3 meals a
day....and you know what happens when you add all of that
up? Let me spell it out for you, Murder....W-A-N-N-A-B-E.
You're a fake, and a piece of shit. And as of now, you're
on the List.
-[ You hear a voice
from somewhere say "Target Acquired" and then a
bullseye comes over the wall,
covering Homeboy Murder up, and then you hear a gunshot
sound and Murder's image fades out. Then
the projector keeps running and the next image on the
screen is that of "The Franchise" Justin Sane. ]-
Skarrphace :: Number 2 on the List is this guy....The
self-proclaimed Franchise.....Justin Sane. That's
original. I know this punk from way back, and he dodged
me in the bWo like a bad disease. Even when he knew we
were booked in a match at Uberslam, he backed out....what
a pussy. And now I'm in the FWF, and guess who's here as
well....Mr. Sane. Well, Justin, guess who's comin' for
your ass? That's right, the 'Phace is here, and you, my
friend, don't have a prayer in the world of escapin' me
this time. Do you actually think I was gonna let you get
away with what you did?! DID YOU ACTUALLY THINK YOU WERE
FREE?!? Think about it a minute, I'll wait....*pauses*.....FUCK NO, Justin, you don't
get a moment....I've got a couple words of advice for you
Justin, heed them.....start counting your blessings AND
your days on this earth, because they are BOTH numbered.
The entire world would be much better off without you
around, so I'm going to do the world a favor and end the
misery myself. So as of now, you're on the List.
-[ Again, you hear
the voice from somewhere in the room say "Target
Acquired" and then the bullseye comes over
Sane on the wall. Then another gunshot and the image
fades out. Then, as quickly as it fades out, a third
image
appears on the wall, that of Kid Dynamo. Skarrphace
starts chuckling to himself as he continues. ]-
Skarrphace :: Now, I know what you're thinkin'....what
the hell did Kid Dynamo do to deserve a spot on the
List....well, it's a personal thing, and for now, I'm
only going to say that you are NOT who you think you are,
son, and for a friend of mine that I will leave anonymous
right now, you need to be taught a serious lesson in
respect....that means class will soon be in session for
you, boy, and nothing you can say will stop it from
happenin'....yes, Dynamo, you are on the List....
-[ For a third
time, you hear the words "Target Acquired" from
somewhere in the room, and you see the bullseye
come over the body of Kid Dynamo. Then, a gunshot is
heard again, and the image of Dynamo fades out. Then,
on the wall, the film in the projector runs out and the
projector is on, so the light continues to filter through
it, lighting
up the wall where Skarrphace is standing. ]-
Truth
Master :: You haven't bitten off more than
you can chew this time, have you 'Phace?
Skarrphace :: There is no task too big, no job too much
for me. These three will feel my anger, one at a time,
and they will fall down....HARD. And they won't get up,
because if they do, they will suffer the same fate again.
Defeat at the hands of The Only 1 That Matters....so now,
if you're all ready to dance, then you know the
tune....time to grab your soul and sling it over your
shoulder....and it's time to MOUNT UP.
-[ Suddenly,
another gunshot is heard and the light of the projector
goes out, leaving the room completely
dark. You hear the swooshing sound of someone walking,
and it sounds like someone walking away from
you. Then, from behind you, the door to the conference
room opens up and Skarrphace exits the room,
and you catch up with him as he leaves, as the scene
fades out to a complete darkness and utter silence. ]-
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