MNM#5 Loki and Sam Caldwell Vs Hayes Brothers
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(Sam Caldwell and Carter Avion are seen walking into this dark valley and approaching a door. The area around them is gritty. Smell of garbage, dead rats and marajuana. Carter, very uncomfortable, starttles everytime he seems to have been touched. Sam looks about to puke. But not at the garbage and dead rat smell ; he's used to that, but the marajuana and alcohol smell mixed with the fumes of paint. Carter jogs to the sketchy entrance, covering his mouth with his shirt collar. Sam follows behind kicking a black bag of garbage out of his way.)
Sam: Is the place?
Carter: (looking down on a sheet of paper he pulled out of his shirt) Yep. (Hesitant)
Sam: Well what are you waiting for, knock.
Carter: I'm scared
Sam: Scared of what?
Carter: Wwwwwwwhat if thththththere's a mmmmmmonster innnnn there? (shrieks)
Sam: (Face-palms) Are you 6? (Gives him a sharp eyebrow). Move out the way, I'll do it
(He walks to the door shaking his head and gives a swift 3 knock to the grimey and gritty door. He turns around and glaresat Carter who is still shivering and thinks to him self if he's ever seen Carter act so premature.)
Sam: Was that so hard? I told you th...
(The door swings open. However, no one is in sight. Inside was dark. A breeze of marajuana, paint and alcohol hit the two men like a person's bad breath hits the person they talk to. Sam walks in, gets ready to close the door behind him but realizes Carter hasn't entered. He turns around to see him, near tears, heistating. Sam goes behind Carter and "escorts" him inside. The place is very abstract as far as decor. A black couch, a black table and a black TV stand with no TV on it. The walls have splattered paintings on it. Paintings Sam could make out what they were. They look around and a voice calls.)
Loki: Enter my domain.
Sam: Loki?
Loki: Yesss?
Sam: Sam here came to talk about our match on Monday Night Mayhem
Loki: (running out the back starts pummeling Sam. Carter jumps back.) Yeah thatsright (more blows) That'll teach ya. (Slaps him) And thats just a preview of.....
Carter: The two of you will be in a tag match
Loki: Your his partner eh? I'll show you too (Heads towards Carter fist clenched. Sam grabs and throws him against the couch)
Sam: LOOK (breaths heavily). We are P-A-R-T-N-E-R-S. We are facing the Hayes Brothers
Loki: (Lights a blunt and smokes) *coughs* well why didnt you say so.
Sam: (Glares)Well you didnt give me a chance. And I would appreciate if you didnt do that while we're here
Loki: Fair enough (puts blunt in ash tray). Well let me break it down for you. I usually work alone. I dont need you to work with me and I dont want you to. No high fives. No celebrations. No double team moves. We kick the crap outta these guys by our selves. But WE WILL DELIVER PAIN. Mind *chuckle* Numbing *chuckle* PAIN.
Sam: Okkkkkk
Loki: I'm talking razor blades and lemon juice pain. Papercuts and peroxide pain. PAINNNNNN (breaths heavily) PAINNNN PAINNNN PAINNNN PAINNN
Carter: Lets get out of this bloddy hell hole
Sam: Agreed.
Loki: PAINNN PAINNN PAINNN'
Sam: Yep (slowly stepping back towards the door) thats right PAINNN.
(Both men leap out of that door like they had just seen a ghost. As they walk out the door. They still hear Loki saying "PAINNN".)
Carter: What a strange fellow
Sam: To say the least (points behind him) Thats really my partner. What a quack. Hope he doesnt wrestle as good as he paints.
Carter: Yeah, that would be a true tragedy. Now lets get outta here sunshine.
Sam: Is the place?
Carter: (looking down on a sheet of paper he pulled out of his shirt) Yep. (Hesitant)
Sam: Well what are you waiting for, knock.
Carter: I'm scared
Sam: Scared of what?
Carter: Wwwwwwwhat if thththththere's a mmmmmmonster innnnn there? (shrieks)
Sam: (Face-palms) Are you 6? (Gives him a sharp eyebrow). Move out the way, I'll do it
(He walks to the door shaking his head and gives a swift 3 knock to the grimey and gritty door. He turns around and glaresat Carter who is still shivering and thinks to him self if he's ever seen Carter act so premature.)
Sam: Was that so hard? I told you th...
(The door swings open. However, no one is in sight. Inside was dark. A breeze of marajuana, paint and alcohol hit the two men like a person's bad breath hits the person they talk to. Sam walks in, gets ready to close the door behind him but realizes Carter hasn't entered. He turns around to see him, near tears, heistating. Sam goes behind Carter and "escorts" him inside. The place is very abstract as far as decor. A black couch, a black table and a black TV stand with no TV on it. The walls have splattered paintings on it. Paintings Sam could make out what they were. They look around and a voice calls.)
Loki: Enter my domain.
Sam: Loki?
Loki: Yesss?
Sam: Sam here came to talk about our match on Monday Night Mayhem
Loki: (running out the back starts pummeling Sam. Carter jumps back.) Yeah thatsright (more blows) That'll teach ya. (Slaps him) And thats just a preview of.....
Carter: The two of you will be in a tag match
Loki: Your his partner eh? I'll show you too (Heads towards Carter fist clenched. Sam grabs and throws him against the couch)
Sam: LOOK (breaths heavily). We are P-A-R-T-N-E-R-S. We are facing the Hayes Brothers
Loki: (Lights a blunt and smokes) *coughs* well why didnt you say so.
Sam: (Glares)Well you didnt give me a chance. And I would appreciate if you didnt do that while we're here
Loki: Fair enough (puts blunt in ash tray). Well let me break it down for you. I usually work alone. I dont need you to work with me and I dont want you to. No high fives. No celebrations. No double team moves. We kick the crap outta these guys by our selves. But WE WILL DELIVER PAIN. Mind *chuckle* Numbing *chuckle* PAIN.
Sam: Okkkkkk
Loki: I'm talking razor blades and lemon juice pain. Papercuts and peroxide pain. PAINNNNNN (breaths heavily) PAINNNN PAINNNN PAINNNN PAINNN
Carter: Lets get out of this bloddy hell hole
Sam: Agreed.
Loki: PAINNN PAINNN PAINNN'
Sam: Yep (slowly stepping back towards the door) thats right PAINNN.
(Both men leap out of that door like they had just seen a ghost. As they walk out the door. They still hear Loki saying "PAINNN".)
Carter: What a strange fellow
Sam: To say the least (points behind him) Thats really my partner. What a quack. Hope he doesnt wrestle as good as he paints.
Carter: Yeah, that would be a true tragedy. Now lets get outta here sunshine.
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