| || Billy Blaze, anyone?... || [Scene] WILD is just moments away from opening in the soul of the Orients; Yokohama, Japan. The production crew line the corridors, rushing to make final changes and complete preparations. In the thick of it all, we spot Josh Sutton standing in front of his dressing room, shouting through to someone inside. Seconds later Sutton's mini-version waddles out wearing a child-sized wrestling singlet and a black mask with red and white trim. It's Inferno's alter-ego, Billy Blaze! Mini Blaze: Hey, Sutton, remembers me? Sutton: You do look sort of familiar. [Scene] Mini Sutton strikes a silly pose and smiles through the mask. Mini Blaze: Finally, someone remembers me! Sutton: Oh yeah, I remember you. You're that retarded masked man down the road from me that used to beg to wash my car. Mini Blaze: No, it'sa me! Billy Blaze! Sutton: Who? [Scene] Mini Sutton scratches his mask covered head. Mini Blaze: This mask itches, Josh. Sutton: Damn it! CUT! [Scene] The scene fuzzes out, but you can hear Sutton scolding the midget in the background. We refocus in on Sutton standing at his dressing room door and out comes the midget yet again. Mini Blaze: Hey, Sutton, remembers me? Sutton: You do look sort of familiar. [Scene] Mini Sutton strikes a silly pose and smiles through the mask. Mini Blaze: Finally, someone remembers me! Sutton: Oh yeah, I remember you. You're that retarded masked man down the road from me that used to beg to wash my car. Mini Blaze: No, it'sa me! Billy Blaze! Sutton: Who? Mini Blaze: Yeah, I's get that a lot. I's better known as Inferno. Sutton: Oh!!! I remember you now... [Scene] Mini Sutton's eyes light up. Sutton: Oh yeah, I remember it real well. I remember watching you in the ring from the back and boy, let me tell you, your matches were 'the pits'. Mini Sutton: Well I's will have you know that I's been held back by Matt Helms! Sutton: The only good thing Matt Helms has ever done, in my opinion. I mean, come on, do you actually believe you can take the ball and run with it, you little bastard? Hell no! You'd drive this company farther into the ground and it's already knee-deep. Mini Sutton: This is a consp... Con.. Conspi... Sutton: Conspiracy, you dumb ass. God damn it! Cut... You know what... On second thought, I got this taken care of. Go get the hell out of those ignorant clothes, you're starting to piss me off more than Inferno himself. [Scene] Mini Sutton slowly takes the mask off, sulks dropping his head and goes back into the dressing room. Sutton grabs ahold of the camera and jerks it up into his general direction. He looks pissed off beyond comprehensions of the word. Sutton: Inferno, listen to me you indignant little prick, and listen well. I don't care about your half-witted rants. I don't care about your dismal praise of me. I don't care about what your future plans are. As far as I'm concerned... You have no future or plans to speak of. [Scene] Sutton paces back and forth, seemingly getting more angered as time passes. Sutton: You've put on a hell of an act in the past few months. I will give you that. You're giving people fits of laughter. But it's not because you're a good comedian, oh no. It's because you're so damn pathetic. You see, Inferno... They're not laughing with you... They're laughing AT you. [Scene] Sutton points into the camera, snarling. Sutton: But tonight... Inferno... The fun and games will cease to be... An aura of fulfilling seriousness will overcome that ring when we step into it, and I assure you... It will be no laughing matter. Sutton: But I will give you credit as it's been warranted. You pointed out a very accurate assumption. You stated that I've been in a helluva slump since my re-emerging. So very true... But ask yourself this question, Inferno... Ask yourself... Was it by my lack of ability or was it simply a ploy to invoke another conspiracy on you? Hahaha... Sutton: Drayton... Manchester... McGatha... Stevenson... They matter not this week, precious... They matter nevermore for you... Inferno... I also took the opprotunity to open a fortune cookie for this encounter and I found solace inside the crispy treat... Inside it said.... 'Great fortune will come your way but with it will come great devastation.' Never truer words spoken, even if by a fucking cookie. [Scene] Sutton rolls the two broken fortune cookie pieces in his hands, looking down at them. Sutton: Look to your watch... Look to the skies... Do you see the red flowing? Do you see the darkness rising? Know in your heart, know in your soul... The cool, crisp breeze of fall is blowing and with it comes the flowing... When the water hits and the pain surfaces... There will be nowhere for you to go but beneath the icy winter currents of my undertow... And that my friends... is... how the cookie crumbles. [Scene] The scene fades out as you hear the sound of the cookie being crushed in Sutton's grip. |