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Raptor vs Wasabi |
The wWo, Prez Mike, Mercedes |
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wWo, the nWo
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Attitude World (2 and Last Ever) Extreme (1) |
8-5-1 |
Role-play Background: It’s been over a month since we’ve seen Raptor in the ring.
Last we saw him, his hand was hideously attacked by Def Metal after their Iron
man match. But Defy and Raptor have made their peace. And now, in his return
match, he’s facing Wasabi for a shot at the world title… the evil Prez Mike
decided to make them face each other, and now, the match is set.
Setting the Scene: Our scene opens with
Raptor, backstage with Wasabi right after Prez Mike made his hideous
announcement. Wasabi is pacing back and forth, complaining, in front of Raptor
who is just standing there, watching.
Wasabi: What?! I can’t believe it!!!! This is
NOT cool! I earned my shot! And I mean, he’s just being stupid… Heh, me holding
you back, Mike’s just caught that evil virus thingy… Don’t worry about it, I
think I’ve got a plan.
Raptor:……..
Wasabi: Besides, you know, I’m the leader of
the stable, so I should hold the world title… I earned that shot fair and
square.
Raptor:………
Wasabi: I know!!!
Raptor, next week, when we go out there, you lay down, and I’ll pin you. Then
it’s fair.
Raptor:………..
Wasabi: That way, I get to keep my shot- You can lay down,
and everybody wins! It’s fair!
Raptor: ………
Wasabi: Stop ripping off Destroyer’s gimmick and ANSWER ME!
He
pauses to think for a couple of seconds, the bursts out with rage
Raptor: ………………
Raptor: You know what Wasabi? You know what?! NO! No I will
not lay down for you. Mike is right you know… He’s right! I AM sick of being
held back. I AM sick of being in your shadow. So NO. I’m not gonna lay down for
you… You want this shot? You earn it.
Wasabi
looks stunned as Raptor storms off…
Wasabi: *Yelling after him* But Raptor? …. RAPTOR!?!?!?! It’s the
wWo man… You and ME!
Wasabi turns around, upset as the scene
fades out…
Later that day, we see Raptor slumped into a chair
in a locker room. He’s mumbling to himself, and soon the door bursts open, and
in walks Raptor’s very own son, Toby.
Raptor: He’s right Toby… Mike is right… Every
single thing he said… It’s RIGHT!
Toby just stands there, and walks up to Raptor…
Raptor: Every single thing. I have been held
back… He’s rig… *SLAP!*
Raptor is interrupted by Toby slapping
him, really, really hard.
Toby: SNAP OUT OF IT! Dad, you’d better not let
Mike get to you like this… Don’t let it through- This is what he wants. He
wants the wWo to break up… Are you gonna let that happen? Are you!?
Raptor: No… I just… No…
Yes! I will
let the wWo break up- If it means I can get that world title… I don’t wanna be
held back.
Toby: I said… SNAP OUT OF IT *SLAP!* Don’t let the Prez manipulate you like
this man, you’re playing right into his hands…
Raptor: …….. I just need some time to think
about it, that’s all… Just some time. I’ll sleep on it.
Toby: Fine. But if you can’t pull your head out
of your ass and see that your doing what Mike wants, I’m going to request that
Hobo and I referee this match.
Raptor
walks out, leaving Toby standing there, in the locker room… Stunned. He pulls
out a mobile phone, and makes a couple of calls.
½ an
hour later
We
see Hobo and Rachel in the locker room with Toby. Hobo is on a phone…
Hobo: Raptor, man, call me, ok?
Listen, man, this isn’t as big a deal as your making it- Chill out, ok. And
call one of us, we need to talk.
Toby: Okay guys, emergency
meeting… The wWo is in trouble.
Hobo: No kidding!
Rachel: Wasabi is depressed…
He’s not himself. He won’t *Censored* with me, he won’t take the shit out of AN ARKIE, he won’t even
play naked twister! This is tearing him apart! All he can think about is
Raptor. I’ve sent him home to rest for a while.
Hobo: I’ve been trying to
call Raptor, he’s not answering.
Toby: I don’t know what’s
gotten into my Dad!
Hobo: I know… Mike’s gotten
into him. Look!
Hobo
is looking at a TV, showing Raptor walking into Prez Mike’s office
Toby: Awww shit!
Toby
bursts out the door and runs down the hallway to Mike’s office… He bursts the
door open, and there we see, Mike, sitting at his desk, shaking hands with
Raptor. Mercedes jumps up from her seat by the door, and stands in front of
Toby so he can’t see in.
Toby: BEEP BEEP! *Makes a car honking action* Move it or lose it!
Mercedes: Um… No, you underage
little boy.
Toby: I may be underage, but
I still know about cars. Now move it, before I ram a potato into your exhaust
pipe and make you explode!
Mercedes: Ugh… *She is obviously very annoyed* Prez Mike is busy, now get LOST!
She
slams the door in Toby’s face, as he keeps slamming on the door, yelling at the
top of his lungs. Hobo comes along from behind, and grabs Toby away from the
door…
Hobo: Come on man, it’s time
to go home, we’ll try to talk to him tomorrow when he calms down.
Toby: No, not yet!!!! I’ll
try his mobile phone.
Toby
pulls out his mobile, and dials Raptor’s number, but immediately puts the phone
down.
Toby: Dad? He hung up on me!
My own Dad?!
Hobo: Come on Tobes… You can
sleep at my place tonight.
Toby: No!!!! DAD!!!! GET OUT
OF THERE!!! Fine… *he
gets a sneaky look in his eyes* If you don’t wanna come out, I’m going to
go get laid!
The
door bursts open, and we see not Raptor coming to stop Toby, but Mercedes
standing there again
Mercedes: Your father says no
getting laid while he’s a heel, now piss off!
She
slams the door.
Toby: Dad!!!!! Come on!!!!!!!
GET OUT!
He
runs up, slamming his fists against the door, trying to burst in. Hobo walks up
behind him and drags him away, kicking and screaming, as the scene fades to
black.
Later
that day, we see Raptor, at his house, without Toby for once, lying on the
couch, watching old wWo promos. We see shots of Wasabi holding the world title,
Wasabi holding the Attitude World title, the Intercontinental title, the TV
title, the Attitude Internet title, ect…
Raptor: Look at it… Just
look at it!!! He is always the one who gets the shots. At wWo lockdown, when we
won, AS A GROUP, HE got the world title, and I got that stinking piece of rat
shit, the attitude world title. He gets in the royal rumble, he gets all the
credit. It’s WASABI world order… Raptor’s just his trusty little henchman… I
don’t believe it… God, I have been held back since day 1. Since the very
beginning, Wasabi’s always held the highest title, while Raptor was handed the
crappier one. Finally it’s my time to shine… Finally I can prove that I am the
better man…
Suddenly,
from behind Raptor, from the shadows, emerges a figure… Prez Mike, with his
evil smile.
Mike: It is your time
Raptor… Wasabi’s been holding you back- It’s time to break free from his
leadership and take the EMF by storm.
Raptor: Your right… You’re
always right Mike- You see it all… That’s why I think your right about Wasabi
and Hobo and Toby…
Mike: And Toby- Your own
son… He doesn’t want you to break free… He wants you to stick to your little
sidekick job.
Raptor: Well I won’t. Toby
can rot in hell if that’s what he wants… I’ve had enough of being a sidekick.
I’ve had enough of being second. This time I’m going straight to the top. I
want that title, and no-one can get in my way. Not Wasabi, not Hobo, not Toby,
not the nWo or anyone else! I’m the best there is, I’m just yet to prove it…
Mike: Now’s your chance,
Raptor… Now’s the time. All you have to do is drop those wWo losers. Kick them
in the ass and quit. They’re the reason you haven’t proven yourself yet. But
now you can. Now I’ve given you the opportunity. Say it with me- Screw the wWo.
Raptor: Screw the wWo. Screw
Wasabi, screw Toby, screw Hobo, screw Rachel, SCREW THEM ALL!
Mike: That’s what I like to
hear. Good luck with your match, Raptor, I’ll be with you all the way.
Raptor: I’m gonna send a
message to Wasabi. I’m gonna show him how much I want this. I’ll teach him
never to hold someone back ever again. And I’ll show him who really is the
leader in this crazy federation… Whatever it takes, that title shot is coming
home with me. You know just as I do that Wasabi, that jackass, doesn’t deserve
a shot. He never deserved the title in the first place- Badd Boy, god, what a
worthy competitor! Not. It was MY work that got him that world title. I came up
with that match. I came up with the idea, and Wasabi rode MY wave, used me to
get himself further and took what should have been mine.
Mike: He’s been using you…
He has. Well, I’ve got to go, but as I said, good luck, I’ll be following your
progress with renewed interest.
Raptor: Thanks Mike- I see
you as a true friend, unlike the wWo.
Mike
is about to walk out, when the phone rings, and we hear the answering machine
pick it up. It’s Wasabi calling…
Wasabi: Raptor? Raptor? I
know your home. Call me man, I need to talk to you… I never meant to hold you
back buddy, we’re true pals… We’re buddies, remember? Raptor? Remember the
times? The wWo lockdown, all that fun we had? Come on man, pick up. I wanna
talk to you, we can work this out and-
Prez
Mike picks up the phone and hangs up on Wasabi.
Mike: You don’t need to
talk to him, all right? Forget him!
Raptor: I don’t want to talk
to him- He’d just try and get me to lay down for him.
Mike: Good… Now you get some
rest, and I’ll see you tomorrow, we’re gonna do some training for the match.
Prez
Mike walks out of the room as the scene fades to black…