HWA Message Board: Anguish & Joy

Open scene.

The scene opens up onto the now familiar sparse room that Tobias films the majority of his content in.

It’s the morning after Havoc has ended.

Has his mood improved? Has he reflected?

In his own unique way, yes he has.

Walking up to the camera, he wags a finger, launching into what he has to say.

(Tobias): First things first, last night was bitter sweet for me. I made two statements. Firstly, I can hang with the ’best’. I mean, that was never in any doubt, but some of you f*cks are just blind. I was so cruelly robbed by a referee that was utterly blind however. Surprise surprise.

He dismissively waves as if brushing it to one side.

(Tobias): That Hurricanrana that I caught Price with? Superlative in its execution. The grit I showed in holding on against that cloverleaf? I’d like to see anyone try to hold on as long as I did. And that counter I did to Price’s counter? Oh my god, the athleticism I showed. F*ck the Olympics, you were watching poetry in motion.

His jawline tightens, his teeth grinding against one another as he reminisces on what happened next.

(Tobias): And then some little wretch shines a laser in my eyes and throws me off. I had seen Price’s big fat boot coming a mile off. I would have countered. Bet you didn’t see that on any of the replays though, did you now, no?

He chokes down a further outburst, running one hand through his hair, nostrils flaring out as he calms himself.

(Tobias): But it’s no matter. I’ll make sure that next time, and there will be a ‘next time’, that Price isn’t signing autographs at the end of the match, he’s handing over that gold belt to me!.

Venting done for now, Tobias reaches into his back pocket, withdrawing a small TV remote.

The camera pans out, revealing a large wall mounted widescreen TV to be close by, which Tobias walks closer to, switching on with a press of a button.

What’s on scree is Wolfy vs. Jammer Causehell’s match from the night before.

(Tobias): Now onto the good stuff. Part one of the comeuppance that you’re going to get Monkey. Let me walk you and all the other dumb f*cks through what went down.

He hits play, and the match unpauses on screen.

Jammer looks frustrated as he gets up and signals for Wolfy to get up, albeit his kicking him does help much. Wolfy climbs up slowly and Jammer kicks him in the stomach once more. He hits the ropes and nails him with a low dropkick to the face, and again goes for the cover…1………….. 2……….and Wolfy’s shoulder shoots up again. Suddenly Erica Martinez appears on the ramp still not looking happy from her loss and obviously back to her usual ways as she stomps down to the ring. The ref spots her and warns her to stay away when the crowd bursts with cheers as Shark rushes down to the ring. Shark darts around the other side of the ring, grabs a steel chair and stands between Erica and her getting involved as “Shark” chants fill the arena.

(Lawler): He just couldn’t help himself could he?

(Jason): Shark’s Wolfy’s friend King, he just wanted to help and thank God he has before this witch got involved.

The TV is paused, Tobias taking the chance to stand mouth agape at Jason’s choice of words.

(Tobias): Jason, my word…

The mock outrage continues, his free hand fluttering as if trying to fan his face.

(Tobias): Chica’s mad, don’t get me wrong… but she’s no witch. Stop listening to Captain Crazy, the man wears facepaint most days… I mean… urgh… talk about commitment to the character, but still…

He turns back to the screen and resumes play.

Jammer goes to pull Wolfy up but he catches him rolling him down into a Small Package 1………….2…and he kicks out. Jammer gets up quickly and stomps Wolfy as he tries to get up. Then picks him up and shoves him into the corner. He starts to chop away as the ref counts him up against the ropes. 1…2…3…4… and he breaks before the 5 count. Jammer is right back in though hammering on Wolfy with heavy blows and again the ref admonishes him with a count. Jammer goes to whip Wolfy into the opposite corner but he reverses it and Jammer hits the turnbuckles hard. Wolfy goes to make a run at him but Erica rushes over reaching in the ring and swipes at his ankles causing him to trip before Shark can reach her. The moment she turns around Shark smacks her in the head with the steel chair and sends her to the arena floor. The fans cheering as he stands over her, looks in the ring nodding to Wolfy that he’s got his back.

The TV is paused again.

Tobias turns to face the camera, sincerity, or at least, what passes for it in his case etched on his features.

(Tobias): Erica… chica, I had to hit you there and I am sorry. If it makes you feel any better, I spent last night and this morning scrubbing my skin raw to get rid of the smell of that man. Seriously. That mask was disgusting. It was like getting permanent mouth to mouth from someone with halitosis…

Wolfy goes back to Jammer charging in but Jammer gets a boot up, and grabs Wolfy’s head and turning to the corner where he plants him with the "Hell No" (Turnbuckle Powerbomb into a DDT). Jammer covers and the ref counts 1…………2…and again Wolfy kicks out. Jammer pulls him up and pulls his thumb across his throat, turning to the corner and going for another “Hell No” as he flips Wolfy up into the Powerbomb he locks his legs over Jammer’s head and leans back into an awkward but effective Hurricanrana. Wolfy goes for the cover and the ref counts 1…………… 2………….and Jammer gets a foot on the ropes. He waste no time turning and going to the top rope, he looks over at Shark with his back turned to the ring, his eyes on the rising Erica that he threatens with another chairshot as Wolfy comes off the top rope catching Jammer by the head on his way down with the "Eagle Slam" (a flying DDT). He goes for a cover and the ref counts 1………………….. 2…………………..3 and the fans are on their feet cheering.

(Announcer): The winner of the match… Wolfy!

The TV is paused again.

(Tobias): I’m not going to lie, I genuinely didn’t care if you were beaten or somehow lucked into the win Monkey. And all that stopping Erica… no, it looked like it… but it was in reality as I couldn’t hurt my eyes with watching you try to wrestle. Anyway, this is the fun stuff…

He smirks, hitting play again.

Wolfy comes to his feet as Shark jumps in the ring to celebrate with him. He gives Shark a hug and handshake and looks over at a furious Erica. Jammer rolls out of the ring making his exit up the ramp as Wolfy takes to the turnbuckle celebrating with the fans. There’s a small trickle of blood on Erica’s forehead from the chair shot, and she starts making her exit pointing and cursing them both. The fans are chanting “Skinky Skank” as Wolfy and Shark lead the chorus.

It only pissed her off more, but officials are down now between her and the ring and are forcing her up the ramp. Wolfy has a big smile on his face and turns back to Shark raising each other’s arms again, then Shark turns and levels Wolfy with a vicious clothesline and the crowd is stunned.

(Jason): What in the hell? Shark you freakin’ bastard!

Shark stomps the living hell out of Wolfy who tries to cover up to no avail. He pulls him up and plants him to the mat with a Piledriver. The looks on the kids faces as they tear up and cry is heartbreaking as Shark rolls out of the ring and grabs the steel chair he had. He rolls back in and just unloads on Wolfy with a vicious assault, chair shot, after chair shot, after chair shot. He hooks Wolfy’s arm into the chair and goes to the top rope and comes off stomping down onto the chair. Wolfy howls in pain gripping his arm and Shark reaches down and grabs him locking him into a LaBell Lock. Officials leave Erica and rush to the ring trying to pull Shark off Wolfy who looks nearly out cold. He refuses to release the hold trying to break Wolfy in half then ultimately releases. Erica is laughing and pointing at Wolfy as Shark reaches to the ropes and is handed a mic. He stands mid-ring looking down at Wolfy then reaches up and pulls his mask off and we see Tobias Clarke. The arena goes into an uproar of boos and Erica who has a shocked look on her face as well is now grinning from ear to ear. Tobias looks down at Wolfy, leaning down grabbing a handful of his hair in a tight grip turning Wolfy’s face to him.

(Tobias): I accept!

The scene is paused once again, as Tobias lobs the remote off camera before looking right at it.

(Tobias): That’s right Monkey. I accept. Your little sick and twisted half-thought sh*t show of a match is where I’ll end you. All that stalking you’ve done, all those names you’ve called me, all the times you’ve robbed me in matches because you’re just so f*cking desperate for some attention from your betters… I am perfection embodied Monkey, you’re the dirt that I tread on. Nothing more.

He sneers as he says the last few words, his utter disgust for Wolfy clear as he then walks off camera as the scene fades to black.