Red Shield Mafia vs Max Alive and Luke Hades
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Red Shield Era: The Iceberg
*Scene Opens As IWF Interviewer Carl Long Is Standing In The Ring, Of The Same Arena Of The Upcoming IWF House Show Waiting For The RSM Too Come To The Ring! He Practices His Notes And Goes Over It With IWF Film Crew*
(All Of A Sudden Forever By Drake, Goes Off As The RSM Is Lead Out Of The Curtains Through Falling Pyro By Damien Walker! Who Seems Too Shouting At The Cameraman On The Floor Too Make Way, And He Jogs; Points; And Blows His Whistle!, DW Stands On The Apron As He Sits On The 2nd Rope Allowing The RSM Too Go Into The Ring! Carl Long Adjusts His Tie As He Offers A Handshake Too Each RSM Member! And He Gets Sign Language And Harsh Words For His Trouble!)
(Carl Long, Points And Makes The Signal Too Roll The Camera As He Turns His Microphone And Attention Too Damien)
CL: Hello Damien! Welcome Too Inside IWF!
DW: (Smirks And Brush His Hair Back) Well 1st Things 1st! I'm The Head Of State AKA The Red Shield President! Listen Daddy, The RSM Are Just Beginning Too Tip The Iceberg!
(Carl Long Stops Him Mid stride)
CL: I'm Sorry DW But This Is Not A Open Forum! Let Me Get Too My Questions! 1st Question? The RSM Are Now The IWF World Tag Champs! Whats Next?
DW: (Begins Too Smile As He Talks Real Quick Quietly Too The RSM And Get Back Too The Mic!) Listen The RSM Is Going Too Do What They Been Doing Kicking Ass, Leaving Bodies And Ruling The Wrestling World! Speaking Of Ruling I Have In My Back Pocket! The RSM Contracts, I Have Officially Inked A Deal Between IWF/APW Letting The RSM Compete For Both Organizations Full Time!
CL: (Doubles Back And Wipes Forehead) This Is Unprecedented! I Mean Having Your Stable/Faction In 2 Companies At The Same Time Full Schedule! Are You Sure This Won't Affect Ring Performance And Moral In The Red Shield Camp?
(DW Starts Another Conversation With The RSM Are Mannie Points Too The Sky And DW Turns Back Too Long)
DW: Mannie Has Told Me No It Won't If Anything This Will Prove Without A Shadow Of Doubt That The RSM Is The Best In The World! And This Also Means More Money (Make Fist Into Money Signal), APW Is Having A Battle Royal For All New Talents And People Without Matches Well You Can Bet Money If Not All Of Us! But Surely The RSM Is Going Too Win Daddy!
CL: Ahh I See! So Speaking Of Mannie Make I Ask! What Kind Of Crap I Go On During The IWF Tag Championship Match?
DW: (Looks Like He Going Too Blow Over With Steam) Listen! You Son Of A Bitch, How Dare You Question The Stature Of My Stable, Let Alone On How We One The Belts! How About You Answer This How Come After, We Saw The RSM Out Last...(Pulls Out List) Xtremely Cool; Triple A; (The RSM Shakes Their Heads In Approval) BPB Fury; Hayes Brothers; The Mercenaries; The Short Lived "Agency"; And Your "Heroes" The Anderson Evolution! You See The All Left Long! But What Team Was Left Standing The RSM! We Are On Unit! One Team! And One Stable! If Ever Doubt Why We Do Anything It Better Be A Question Of What Next! Or What Could We Possibly Do Too Increase The Rioting! We Are The Red Shield Mafia And If Your Ass And Anybody At Home Didn't Know!
(Smirks Walks Back Into The RSM Circle)
RSM: We Want This S#!+ FOREVER! This Interview Is Officially Over!
*Scene Fades As Forever By Drake Goes Off Again And, Damien Walker Raises The Red Shield Mafia Hands In Victory!
(All Of A Sudden Forever By Drake, Goes Off As The RSM Is Lead Out Of The Curtains Through Falling Pyro By Damien Walker! Who Seems Too Shouting At The Cameraman On The Floor Too Make Way, And He Jogs; Points; And Blows His Whistle!, DW Stands On The Apron As He Sits On The 2nd Rope Allowing The RSM Too Go Into The Ring! Carl Long Adjusts His Tie As He Offers A Handshake Too Each RSM Member! And He Gets Sign Language And Harsh Words For His Trouble!)
(Carl Long, Points And Makes The Signal Too Roll The Camera As He Turns His Microphone And Attention Too Damien)
CL: Hello Damien! Welcome Too Inside IWF!
DW: (Smirks And Brush His Hair Back) Well 1st Things 1st! I'm The Head Of State AKA The Red Shield President! Listen Daddy, The RSM Are Just Beginning Too Tip The Iceberg!
(Carl Long Stops Him Mid stride)
CL: I'm Sorry DW But This Is Not A Open Forum! Let Me Get Too My Questions! 1st Question? The RSM Are Now The IWF World Tag Champs! Whats Next?
DW: (Begins Too Smile As He Talks Real Quick Quietly Too The RSM And Get Back Too The Mic!) Listen The RSM Is Going Too Do What They Been Doing Kicking Ass, Leaving Bodies And Ruling The Wrestling World! Speaking Of Ruling I Have In My Back Pocket! The RSM Contracts, I Have Officially Inked A Deal Between IWF/APW Letting The RSM Compete For Both Organizations Full Time!
CL: (Doubles Back And Wipes Forehead) This Is Unprecedented! I Mean Having Your Stable/Faction In 2 Companies At The Same Time Full Schedule! Are You Sure This Won't Affect Ring Performance And Moral In The Red Shield Camp?
(DW Starts Another Conversation With The RSM Are Mannie Points Too The Sky And DW Turns Back Too Long)
DW: Mannie Has Told Me No It Won't If Anything This Will Prove Without A Shadow Of Doubt That The RSM Is The Best In The World! And This Also Means More Money (Make Fist Into Money Signal), APW Is Having A Battle Royal For All New Talents And People Without Matches Well You Can Bet Money If Not All Of Us! But Surely The RSM Is Going Too Win Daddy!
CL: Ahh I See! So Speaking Of Mannie Make I Ask! What Kind Of Crap I Go On During The IWF Tag Championship Match?
DW: (Looks Like He Going Too Blow Over With Steam) Listen! You Son Of A Bitch, How Dare You Question The Stature Of My Stable, Let Alone On How We One The Belts! How About You Answer This How Come After, We Saw The RSM Out Last...(Pulls Out List) Xtremely Cool; Triple A; (The RSM Shakes Their Heads In Approval) BPB Fury; Hayes Brothers; The Mercenaries; The Short Lived "Agency"; And Your "Heroes" The Anderson Evolution! You See The All Left Long! But What Team Was Left Standing The RSM! We Are On Unit! One Team! And One Stable! If Ever Doubt Why We Do Anything It Better Be A Question Of What Next! Or What Could We Possibly Do Too Increase The Rioting! We Are The Red Shield Mafia And If Your Ass And Anybody At Home Didn't Know!
(Smirks Walks Back Into The RSM Circle)
RSM: We Want This S#!+ FOREVER! This Interview Is Officially Over!
*Scene Fades As Forever By Drake Goes Off Again And, Damien Walker Raises The Red Shield Mafia Hands In Victory!
Max Alive and Luke Hades are seen sitting on a white sofa in Max's living room. The room is nearly completely white. The carpet and the walls are white. There are two windows, one on either side of the room, on the right wall. The only pieces of color in the room are Hades' and Alive's outfits. Hades is wearing a completely black karate gi as he sits formally on the sofa with his back erect. Alive is wearing a white shirt where you can easily see the rumples of chain mail on his shirt. His pants are grey jean shorts. He looks at the camera, and begins speaking.
Max Alive: Yo. Happy to see me? Know who I am? I am Max Alive. I know you already knew that, because you have surely seen me in the locker room. Well you fans haven't seen me in the locker room, but the roster has. They know that we are in complete control.
Camera looks in Luke Hades' direction to see him glaring at the camera with intense eyes as he begins to speak in a rough, strong voice.
Luke Hades: Look. I don't have much to say, but I know that the Red Shield Mafia has no chance against us. They won the Tag Titles by fluke and quite frankly... they always win by a fluke. If they ever have won by anything other than a fluke or luck, it was because the opponents didn't give a damn about the match.
Max Alive stands up, and walks across the living room to the white closet under the windows. He opens the door and pulls out a stack of framed photographs.
He walks close up to the camera and points to the first photo that shows Max executing a moonsault to an opponent from inside the ring to the outside of the ring.
Max Alive: See this? That is me winning a match. An easy one at that! Red Shield Mafia, we will bring Hell apon you. And remember: there is no way out, once you enter...Sparta!
Scene fades to black.
Max Alive: Yo. Happy to see me? Know who I am? I am Max Alive. I know you already knew that, because you have surely seen me in the locker room. Well you fans haven't seen me in the locker room, but the roster has. They know that we are in complete control.
Camera looks in Luke Hades' direction to see him glaring at the camera with intense eyes as he begins to speak in a rough, strong voice.
Luke Hades: Look. I don't have much to say, but I know that the Red Shield Mafia has no chance against us. They won the Tag Titles by fluke and quite frankly... they always win by a fluke. If they ever have won by anything other than a fluke or luck, it was because the opponents didn't give a damn about the match.
Max Alive stands up, and walks across the living room to the white closet under the windows. He opens the door and pulls out a stack of framed photographs.
He walks close up to the camera and points to the first photo that shows Max executing a moonsault to an opponent from inside the ring to the outside of the ring.
Max Alive: See this? That is me winning a match. An easy one at that! Red Shield Mafia, we will bring Hell apon you. And remember: there is no way out, once you enter...Sparta!
Scene fades to black.
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