Post by T.F.K. on Feb 18, 2018 22:34:42 GMT -5
Cameras roll from black to a smiling TFK wearing a bright white t-shirt, designer blue jeans, a pair of obnoxious yellow Chucks, and he lounges in a black director's chair.
Insert that awesome Theatrical Movie Voice Guy
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The Franchise Killer proved to be every bit the competitor that he claimed to be at Clash and he moves on keeping his eyes on that grand prize. Let me introduce you to THEE MAN himself!
Thad nods.
(TFK)
That's right, my Pats lost at the Super Bowl, I defeated that Big Flop John Frost, and thanks to Tide my t-shirts have never been whiter.
Thad poses his white shirt to the godlike camera before him, then he lounges back in his chair.
(TFK)
Am I on cloud 9 right now? Of course, because that big bastard proved to be all talk two times in one night. I got the best of him and then he got Rick Rolled by the super duper over Eavan Maloney. I'm on my way to Clash next week to square off against a guy who can't seem to find his way back from failing at running his own company and now he's looking to find his RDJ Iron Man moment… While Frost is left holding his stiffy in his cuck hands. Ice Cube would say this was a good day and I'd agree 100.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
TFK has screamed action in the same voice of Scorsese and Lucas alike… The result is going to be, The Face Your Mother Will Love as the TRUE FACE of Action Wrestling.
Thad nods and then breaks away from the character aspect.
(TFK)
Craig, do you know if Lisa got that package I asked for you to deliver?
Craig The Theatrical Movie Voice Guy steps into frame dressed in a very Steve Jobs esque attire.
(Craig)
Honestly I used that package to make things right with my wife and for your information she hasn't been allowing pipe to be laid, she just has had a headache…
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
For five months? Right, keep telling yourself that, Columbo…
Craig sits down on a directors chair next to Thad.
(Craig)
Am I being played? You can be honest here…
(TFK)
As long as we don't get some Dawnson’s Creek music playing, I will be straight with you.
Both men pause waiting for the other shoe to fall, but it never does.
(TFK)
So, take this wrestling business into consideration here… You've been with your wife for a while now and she makes you believe she loves you.
(Craig)
She does…
(TFK)
She makes you feel like you're over and you're going to get the big title shot…
Craig snickers.
(Craig)
Is that an analogy for sex?
(TFK)
Of course it is, you dimwit. Now, your back is against the wall because your contract is coming up and you still have been jerked around without a title shot in sight… Now what do you do?
Craig shrugs.
(TFK)
What do you do now? It's not that hard of a question.
Craig slow to speak.
(Craig)
I beg for it?
Thad busts out laughing.
(TFK)
Come on! You have to pump the brakes on that begging shit, it's not very becoming of you. Now what you should've said is, you would've demanded your spot that you earned! So your wife has closed up the love shop and you're stuck Han Soloing it to your princess Leah slave girl doll… You need to take a leap off of that Red Racecar bed and get your manhood back! Your wife needs you to be The Rock in her life!
(Craig)
Whoa, I'm no Dwayne Johnson…
Thad rolls his eyes.
(TFK)
I didn't mean that tool box, ugh never mind... I’m trying to segway into an analogy about Adams here. Much like your lack of sex, Adams hasn't been able to truly find a footing in his wrestling career that has truly satisfied him for a long while now. Failed wrestling company, failed wrestling stables, and failed at life in general. He's been lost in his very own reality with a serious identity crisis… he's a depressed channel surfer clicking the channel up button desperate to find something worthwhile… Worst part is, that's just what you see on the outside of the Antidote Train wreck that is Spencer Adams...
Thad shrugs at the Godlike camera then looks to Craig.
(TFK)
Speaking of The Antidote, did you do your homework for me?
(Craig)
Come on, you pay me don't you?
(TFK)
Jesus man, get to the point already!
Craig huffs.
(Craig)
Okay, okay, Spencer Adams was a top prospect in his tenure with the World Championship Federation but he tucked tail and opened the United Championship Infinite after what the wrestling world called The “Mexico Incident”.
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
The Mexico Incident? What is that? An alien crash landing, like Roswell? Was this Spencer Adams aiming to be the Will Smith of WCF battling alien jack wagons looking to ruin Independence Day? Come on now, Craig… I need you to be like the boss of Eh Dub, be my Digger. I've heard stories of how connected he is and how much attention to detail he can muster… I need more info than what you're handing me. We already know he failed to gain traction in most projects he set out to do… What is it that he brings to this AW World title tournament? Huh?
(Craig)
You're not the only one asking that question, Thad… Adams had a lackluster matchup with Vincent at last weeks Clash that ended with him getting that 3 count… But he also bad two cronies assist him dispose of Vincent after the match. A lot of critics are thumbs downing Spencer’s overall abilities after that dastardly deed.
(TFK)
I’m not going to knock Adams for doing what he wanted after the match up, he was just disposing of his competition… Besides he still got the 3 count with his own hands.
Craig looks at Thad shocked.
(Craig)
You're telling me you're not worried about these mystery meat heads who are tag along with The Antidote?
Thad acts too cool and blows the threat off.
(TFK)
Listen, Adams may be choosing to utilize these fellas, but from what I saw in his matchup, he seems to be a competitor first, over anything else. Has he failed at other aspects his life? Sure, but at the end of the day I can see the dude lives and breathes this shit.
Jefferson King walks up catching the two off guard dressed in just a black vest, black slacks, and black cowboy boots.
(Jefferson King)
What are you two fudge packers talking about?
(Craig)
Thad’s match he won and the guy he has to square off with this next week.
Jefferson shakes his head.
(Jefferson King)
You won huh? I bet that dirty spick stroked it to you being greased up wrestling around in your skivvies.
(TFK)
For your information I have moved on in the AW World title tournament, so Gravedigger can stroke it all he wants as long as he allows me to keep my eyes on that grand prize.
(Jefferson King)
Real cute son… Are you happy competing is this little game of yours?
Thad nods slowly unsure of what his dad is going to say next.
(TFK)
Of course, you know gramps and I always watched the local boys compete when I was younger… So honestly it does feel good put on a show of this magnitude in Vegas of all places… When i go to the finals of this tournament I'm going to fighting for The World title in L.A.!
Jefferson smiles almost showing pride in his son.
(Jefferson King)
Your gramps… The REAL King of this family, he told me you were going to become a famous wrestler one day and I use to tell him he was crazy. I even considered putting him in a home sometimes… Not sure if it was the Alzheimer's that caused him to cling to that one thing, but you made the old bastard’s dream come true for you. No pressure on winning that title, huh?
Thad’s jaw hits the floor.
(TFK)
I had no idea…
Jefferson pats Thad on the right shoulder and laughs.
(Jefferson King)
You were too busy trying to live like a porn extra rock star, how could you have noticed? Plus your grandpa is the same man who piledrived two nurses who were attempting to change his catheter after he popped a bunch of Viagra.
(TFK)
Jesus pops.
Craig whispers to Thad.
(Craig)
Your grandpa sounds like a legend…
Jefferson cackles.
(Jefferson King)
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but I can't tell you what went wrong with Franklin here. By the way...
Jefferson shews Thad out of his chair and he sits down.
(Jefferson King)
Thanks for keeping my seat warm, but if you're not here to play an extra or be my fluffer, I got some Titty Clitty Bang Bang to film.
Craig looks at Thad and Thad shrugs.
(TFK)
As much fun as that sounds Pops, I have a match to train and study for. Maybe Craig could do some fluffing for you?
Craig throws his hands up declining.
(Craig)
Oh no way, you thought my wife flipped out about your Double D twins playing around last week, shit she'd have my balls for this one…
(TFK)
Right… Like she doesn't have those on lock already, but that's none of my business. Good shooting, old man.
Jefferson lights up a Cuban and he waves at the girls who have stepped onto the sound stage dressed in purple and pink lingerie.
(Jefferson King)
Oh it's good to be the KING, son and this film will be my next great masterpiece. Good luck on your next grease up confused sexuality fight you have on Monday and be sure you win… Don't want shame brought to our good name, right?
Thad rolls his eyes.
(TFK)
Yeah yeah…
Thad and Craig walk past the sexually charged vixens who are massaging each other and Thad has to help Craig pick his jaw up off the ground.
(Craig)
I don't know how you do it, Thad… All these women all the time?
(TFK)
I must have become numb from all the over exposure.
At the moment of exiting the studio Thad and Craig run into Nikki dressed in matching purple and pink lingerie as the other girls, she's blushing but it's hard to tell with the extra whorish makeup that covers her face.
(TFK)
Hey Nikki, I see you got a role with my father after all?
Nikki stumbles over her words.
(Nikki)
Uh well… yeah… kinda… I had no idea…
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
Well, welcome to tinseltown… Hope it doesn't eat you alive…
Nikki shows off her pouty resting bitch face as she shoves past Thad and Craig.
(Craig)
She seemed so much like a girl next door type…
Thad lifts his eyebrows.
(TFK)
The type of girl Jefferson King takes joy in corrupting sadly… I really was wishing her luck though… From the looks of her, I don't think she's gonna survive Big Mac Sylo…
Craig shutters and Thad shrugs.
(TFK)
That's how Jefferson welcomes his ladies to the show biz…
(Craig)
Poor girl…
Craig shakes his head and Thad perks back up.
(TFK)
Yeah… Well you have time to go on a field trip? Or do you need to borrow your balls for the night from your lady?
Craig mockingly laughs trying to play off the factual claim.
(Craig)
Ha… Good one, but maybe I should at least tell her we have more work to do? That wouldn't hurt, right?
Thad laughs.
(TFK)
Do what you want man, it's your life, but I'm still going to bust your balls.
(Craig)
Fair enough…
The two theatrical odd couple walk off down the hallway with the godlike camera fading out.
We come straight back to the fear filled screams of Craig the Theatrical Movie Voice Guy.
(Craig)
Jesus H. Christ! What did you get me in to, Thad?
Once the godlike camera comes to life, we see Craig is standing on the rooftop of the Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas, Nevada. Thad walks up behind him smiling at his friend’s fear of heights.
(TFK)
What? I didn’t realize you were scared of heights, brother. I just figured being The Franchise Killer, I needed that epic shot from a movie series that spoke volumes of odd couples coming together for one common cause.
Craig turns allowing his vision to come back to him with his back against the Vegas strip.
(Craig)
If we’re aiming to make this right, shouldn’t we have two more guys to make us the guys from The Hangover?
Thad waves his remarks off.
(TFK)
That’s besides the point… The Hangover was an epic trilogy right up there with The Godfather or even the original Star Wars.
(Craig)
If you're comparing your career at AW to those movies… Then your second outing is going to bomb, boss.
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
Excuse me? If you going with trilogy scenarios, its the 3rd film that normally shits the bed due to too much build up and expectation… But if my dad actually taught me anything is, it's no matter the hype and no matter how overly exaggerated the expectations are, A King always delivers the goods. How do you think my dad made the masterpiece, Sack to the Future with Michael J. Cocks? The critics told him it'd never sell and it's the trilogy that gave him the biggest wad to blow.
Craig chuckles.
(Craig)
I never knew he made that Trilogy… My Nana use to watch that one.
Thad cocks his head to the left and then shakes it.
(TFK)
Well if it's good enough for Nana, it's good enough for everyone else. Ha.
(Craig)
So are we up here for an epic backdrop or what's the plan, chief?
Thad spreads his arms allowing the godlike camera to pick him up with the beautiful Vegas skyline behind him.
(TFK)
This view with the FACE your mother will LOVE? Damn right I'm here for the backdrop. This matchup at this weeks Clash is in desperate need of a moment like this. That precursor to the match since The Antidote has chosen to do ZERO to hype our match up, he leaves it to the professional to give this match up the kind of star attention it has craved for. I can give kudos to the BIG FLOP for at least assisting in giving the fans what they wanted and that was a nice lead up to our throw down… But Spencer Adams has spent most of the week pondering on what his next step is in Action Wrestling. Sticking to his guns as Action speaks louder than words… I get it, but it's not what the fans of Action Wrestling have asked for… Plus if he's thinking of having his knuckle draggers jump me after our match, he'll have another thing coming.
(Craig)
I'm not planning on throwing down, so you better have something else up your sleeve…
(TFK)
Believe me, ol TFK can take care of himself. Spencer Adams may have been in the game longer than me and people may have seen him with different faces and maybe even different personas, but this face…
Thad outlines his jawline with his left index finger.
(TFK)
This face is the only face of Action Wrestling that's worth a damn. I am indeed THE FRANCHISE KILLER and this Antidote doesn't have a cure for what I'm bringing to the table. He's going to aim to raise the stakes in our match and I'm going to match him. Adams is going to bring his historic career that he's looking to build back up since his pitfalls… The sad truth is, it's not going to be at my expense. Thaddeus Franklin King is the future and present of Action Wrestling. Spencer Adams’s end credits are about to roll come Monday and I'll be the director calling cut at his end.
Thad looks at Craig.
(TFK)
You drink some of that honey lemon water? It really makes your voice smooth.
(Craig)
You know I did.
Thad waves Craig toward the camera.
(TFK)
Hit him with it already.
Craig readies himself.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
As the end comes near for The Antidote, he finds himself living on borrowed time, hoping to pay for his past transgressions. No matter the highs that Spencer Adams has found in his luxurious career, he has never faced off with an outshining star like Thaddeus Franklin King. Sorry for the Franklin part…
Thad smirks and tells him to go on.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Spencer Adams has been a top prospect in a company from his former glory days, but even then he couldn't achieve that top prize… So he finds himself wondering looking for his spot in this universe and he learned quickly it wasn't playing the role of company owner… It's in that type of time frame, Adams will find out just as quick that he wasn't destined for Action’s top prize either. Adams is going to be shown what a true A-Lister with gold written all over him is truly destined for here. Spencer Adams isn't going to find mouth to mouth here to breathe air back into his deflating career… No he's going to find himself back down on the mat watching his star shattered to the ground as THE FACE YOUR MOTHER WILL LOVE’S STAR CONTINUING ITS RISE TO THE TOP!
Thad gives Craig a calm thumbs up.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Spencer Adams… Be prepared to watch The Franchise Killer Shine as his hand is raised in victory, because that is what your future holds.
Thad smiles wide and he takes the attention of the godlike camera with the Vegas strip behind him.
(TFK)
Earlier this week I told Gamble that I'd bet on him to best Big John Frost… Maybe it's the Vegas air getting in to me, but I meant it. But believe me when I say, I am a sure bet here. Spencer Adams was yesterday and this match is going to remind him of that fact. My Face is what this company needs and I am the Champion it deserves. Plain and simple, Spencer Adams much like Big John can't stand next to my spotlight without being burned… Prepare to be Humbled, Adams, because this is going to be the wake up call to your roller coaster career that's going to remind you that you aren't tall enough to ride this ride to begin with… So how about you take a cue and exit stage left? I'm the director of Action Wrestling and this is MY PRODUCTION.
Thad smirks at the godlike camera letting his words soak in.
(TFK)
Roll credits…
The godlike camera takes another shot of Thad with his arms spread out with the Vegas strip behind him before we fade out to black.
-Thank you Tide for your endorsement.
Insert that awesome Theatrical Movie Voice Guy
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
The Franchise Killer proved to be every bit the competitor that he claimed to be at Clash and he moves on keeping his eyes on that grand prize. Let me introduce you to THEE MAN himself!
Thad nods.
(TFK)
That's right, my Pats lost at the Super Bowl, I defeated that Big Flop John Frost, and thanks to Tide my t-shirts have never been whiter.
Thad poses his white shirt to the godlike camera before him, then he lounges back in his chair.
(TFK)
Am I on cloud 9 right now? Of course, because that big bastard proved to be all talk two times in one night. I got the best of him and then he got Rick Rolled by the super duper over Eavan Maloney. I'm on my way to Clash next week to square off against a guy who can't seem to find his way back from failing at running his own company and now he's looking to find his RDJ Iron Man moment… While Frost is left holding his stiffy in his cuck hands. Ice Cube would say this was a good day and I'd agree 100.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
TFK has screamed action in the same voice of Scorsese and Lucas alike… The result is going to be, The Face Your Mother Will Love as the TRUE FACE of Action Wrestling.
Thad nods and then breaks away from the character aspect.
(TFK)
Craig, do you know if Lisa got that package I asked for you to deliver?
Craig The Theatrical Movie Voice Guy steps into frame dressed in a very Steve Jobs esque attire.
(Craig)
Honestly I used that package to make things right with my wife and for your information she hasn't been allowing pipe to be laid, she just has had a headache…
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
For five months? Right, keep telling yourself that, Columbo…
Craig sits down on a directors chair next to Thad.
(Craig)
Am I being played? You can be honest here…
(TFK)
As long as we don't get some Dawnson’s Creek music playing, I will be straight with you.
Both men pause waiting for the other shoe to fall, but it never does.
(TFK)
So, take this wrestling business into consideration here… You've been with your wife for a while now and she makes you believe she loves you.
(Craig)
She does…
(TFK)
She makes you feel like you're over and you're going to get the big title shot…
Craig snickers.
(Craig)
Is that an analogy for sex?
(TFK)
Of course it is, you dimwit. Now, your back is against the wall because your contract is coming up and you still have been jerked around without a title shot in sight… Now what do you do?
Craig shrugs.
(TFK)
What do you do now? It's not that hard of a question.
Craig slow to speak.
(Craig)
I beg for it?
Thad busts out laughing.
(TFK)
Come on! You have to pump the brakes on that begging shit, it's not very becoming of you. Now what you should've said is, you would've demanded your spot that you earned! So your wife has closed up the love shop and you're stuck Han Soloing it to your princess Leah slave girl doll… You need to take a leap off of that Red Racecar bed and get your manhood back! Your wife needs you to be The Rock in her life!
(Craig)
Whoa, I'm no Dwayne Johnson…
Thad rolls his eyes.
(TFK)
I didn't mean that tool box, ugh never mind... I’m trying to segway into an analogy about Adams here. Much like your lack of sex, Adams hasn't been able to truly find a footing in his wrestling career that has truly satisfied him for a long while now. Failed wrestling company, failed wrestling stables, and failed at life in general. He's been lost in his very own reality with a serious identity crisis… he's a depressed channel surfer clicking the channel up button desperate to find something worthwhile… Worst part is, that's just what you see on the outside of the Antidote Train wreck that is Spencer Adams...
Thad shrugs at the Godlike camera then looks to Craig.
(TFK)
Speaking of The Antidote, did you do your homework for me?
(Craig)
Come on, you pay me don't you?
(TFK)
Jesus man, get to the point already!
Craig huffs.
(Craig)
Okay, okay, Spencer Adams was a top prospect in his tenure with the World Championship Federation but he tucked tail and opened the United Championship Infinite after what the wrestling world called The “Mexico Incident”.
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
The Mexico Incident? What is that? An alien crash landing, like Roswell? Was this Spencer Adams aiming to be the Will Smith of WCF battling alien jack wagons looking to ruin Independence Day? Come on now, Craig… I need you to be like the boss of Eh Dub, be my Digger. I've heard stories of how connected he is and how much attention to detail he can muster… I need more info than what you're handing me. We already know he failed to gain traction in most projects he set out to do… What is it that he brings to this AW World title tournament? Huh?
(Craig)
You're not the only one asking that question, Thad… Adams had a lackluster matchup with Vincent at last weeks Clash that ended with him getting that 3 count… But he also bad two cronies assist him dispose of Vincent after the match. A lot of critics are thumbs downing Spencer’s overall abilities after that dastardly deed.
(TFK)
I’m not going to knock Adams for doing what he wanted after the match up, he was just disposing of his competition… Besides he still got the 3 count with his own hands.
Craig looks at Thad shocked.
(Craig)
You're telling me you're not worried about these mystery meat heads who are tag along with The Antidote?
Thad acts too cool and blows the threat off.
(TFK)
Listen, Adams may be choosing to utilize these fellas, but from what I saw in his matchup, he seems to be a competitor first, over anything else. Has he failed at other aspects his life? Sure, but at the end of the day I can see the dude lives and breathes this shit.
Jefferson King walks up catching the two off guard dressed in just a black vest, black slacks, and black cowboy boots.
(Jefferson King)
What are you two fudge packers talking about?
(Craig)
Thad’s match he won and the guy he has to square off with this next week.
Jefferson shakes his head.
(Jefferson King)
You won huh? I bet that dirty spick stroked it to you being greased up wrestling around in your skivvies.
(TFK)
For your information I have moved on in the AW World title tournament, so Gravedigger can stroke it all he wants as long as he allows me to keep my eyes on that grand prize.
(Jefferson King)
Real cute son… Are you happy competing is this little game of yours?
Thad nods slowly unsure of what his dad is going to say next.
(TFK)
Of course, you know gramps and I always watched the local boys compete when I was younger… So honestly it does feel good put on a show of this magnitude in Vegas of all places… When i go to the finals of this tournament I'm going to fighting for The World title in L.A.!
Jefferson smiles almost showing pride in his son.
(Jefferson King)
Your gramps… The REAL King of this family, he told me you were going to become a famous wrestler one day and I use to tell him he was crazy. I even considered putting him in a home sometimes… Not sure if it was the Alzheimer's that caused him to cling to that one thing, but you made the old bastard’s dream come true for you. No pressure on winning that title, huh?
Thad’s jaw hits the floor.
(TFK)
I had no idea…
Jefferson pats Thad on the right shoulder and laughs.
(Jefferson King)
You were too busy trying to live like a porn extra rock star, how could you have noticed? Plus your grandpa is the same man who piledrived two nurses who were attempting to change his catheter after he popped a bunch of Viagra.
(TFK)
Jesus pops.
Craig whispers to Thad.
(Craig)
Your grandpa sounds like a legend…
Jefferson cackles.
(Jefferson King)
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, but I can't tell you what went wrong with Franklin here. By the way...
Jefferson shews Thad out of his chair and he sits down.
(Jefferson King)
Thanks for keeping my seat warm, but if you're not here to play an extra or be my fluffer, I got some Titty Clitty Bang Bang to film.
Craig looks at Thad and Thad shrugs.
(TFK)
As much fun as that sounds Pops, I have a match to train and study for. Maybe Craig could do some fluffing for you?
Craig throws his hands up declining.
(Craig)
Oh no way, you thought my wife flipped out about your Double D twins playing around last week, shit she'd have my balls for this one…
(TFK)
Right… Like she doesn't have those on lock already, but that's none of my business. Good shooting, old man.
Jefferson lights up a Cuban and he waves at the girls who have stepped onto the sound stage dressed in purple and pink lingerie.
(Jefferson King)
Oh it's good to be the KING, son and this film will be my next great masterpiece. Good luck on your next grease up confused sexuality fight you have on Monday and be sure you win… Don't want shame brought to our good name, right?
Thad rolls his eyes.
(TFK)
Yeah yeah…
Thad and Craig walk past the sexually charged vixens who are massaging each other and Thad has to help Craig pick his jaw up off the ground.
(Craig)
I don't know how you do it, Thad… All these women all the time?
(TFK)
I must have become numb from all the over exposure.
At the moment of exiting the studio Thad and Craig run into Nikki dressed in matching purple and pink lingerie as the other girls, she's blushing but it's hard to tell with the extra whorish makeup that covers her face.
(TFK)
Hey Nikki, I see you got a role with my father after all?
Nikki stumbles over her words.
(Nikki)
Uh well… yeah… kinda… I had no idea…
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
Well, welcome to tinseltown… Hope it doesn't eat you alive…
Nikki shows off her pouty resting bitch face as she shoves past Thad and Craig.
(Craig)
She seemed so much like a girl next door type…
Thad lifts his eyebrows.
(TFK)
The type of girl Jefferson King takes joy in corrupting sadly… I really was wishing her luck though… From the looks of her, I don't think she's gonna survive Big Mac Sylo…
Craig shutters and Thad shrugs.
(TFK)
That's how Jefferson welcomes his ladies to the show biz…
(Craig)
Poor girl…
Craig shakes his head and Thad perks back up.
(TFK)
Yeah… Well you have time to go on a field trip? Or do you need to borrow your balls for the night from your lady?
Craig mockingly laughs trying to play off the factual claim.
(Craig)
Ha… Good one, but maybe I should at least tell her we have more work to do? That wouldn't hurt, right?
Thad laughs.
(TFK)
Do what you want man, it's your life, but I'm still going to bust your balls.
(Craig)
Fair enough…
The two theatrical odd couple walk off down the hallway with the godlike camera fading out.
We come straight back to the fear filled screams of Craig the Theatrical Movie Voice Guy.
(Craig)
Jesus H. Christ! What did you get me in to, Thad?
Once the godlike camera comes to life, we see Craig is standing on the rooftop of the Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas, Nevada. Thad walks up behind him smiling at his friend’s fear of heights.
(TFK)
What? I didn’t realize you were scared of heights, brother. I just figured being The Franchise Killer, I needed that epic shot from a movie series that spoke volumes of odd couples coming together for one common cause.
Craig turns allowing his vision to come back to him with his back against the Vegas strip.
(Craig)
If we’re aiming to make this right, shouldn’t we have two more guys to make us the guys from The Hangover?
Thad waves his remarks off.
(TFK)
That’s besides the point… The Hangover was an epic trilogy right up there with The Godfather or even the original Star Wars.
(Craig)
If you're comparing your career at AW to those movies… Then your second outing is going to bomb, boss.
Thad chuckles.
(TFK)
Excuse me? If you going with trilogy scenarios, its the 3rd film that normally shits the bed due to too much build up and expectation… But if my dad actually taught me anything is, it's no matter the hype and no matter how overly exaggerated the expectations are, A King always delivers the goods. How do you think my dad made the masterpiece, Sack to the Future with Michael J. Cocks? The critics told him it'd never sell and it's the trilogy that gave him the biggest wad to blow.
Craig chuckles.
(Craig)
I never knew he made that Trilogy… My Nana use to watch that one.
Thad cocks his head to the left and then shakes it.
(TFK)
Well if it's good enough for Nana, it's good enough for everyone else. Ha.
(Craig)
So are we up here for an epic backdrop or what's the plan, chief?
Thad spreads his arms allowing the godlike camera to pick him up with the beautiful Vegas skyline behind him.
(TFK)
This view with the FACE your mother will LOVE? Damn right I'm here for the backdrop. This matchup at this weeks Clash is in desperate need of a moment like this. That precursor to the match since The Antidote has chosen to do ZERO to hype our match up, he leaves it to the professional to give this match up the kind of star attention it has craved for. I can give kudos to the BIG FLOP for at least assisting in giving the fans what they wanted and that was a nice lead up to our throw down… But Spencer Adams has spent most of the week pondering on what his next step is in Action Wrestling. Sticking to his guns as Action speaks louder than words… I get it, but it's not what the fans of Action Wrestling have asked for… Plus if he's thinking of having his knuckle draggers jump me after our match, he'll have another thing coming.
(Craig)
I'm not planning on throwing down, so you better have something else up your sleeve…
(TFK)
Believe me, ol TFK can take care of himself. Spencer Adams may have been in the game longer than me and people may have seen him with different faces and maybe even different personas, but this face…
Thad outlines his jawline with his left index finger.
(TFK)
This face is the only face of Action Wrestling that's worth a damn. I am indeed THE FRANCHISE KILLER and this Antidote doesn't have a cure for what I'm bringing to the table. He's going to aim to raise the stakes in our match and I'm going to match him. Adams is going to bring his historic career that he's looking to build back up since his pitfalls… The sad truth is, it's not going to be at my expense. Thaddeus Franklin King is the future and present of Action Wrestling. Spencer Adams’s end credits are about to roll come Monday and I'll be the director calling cut at his end.
Thad looks at Craig.
(TFK)
You drink some of that honey lemon water? It really makes your voice smooth.
(Craig)
You know I did.
Thad waves Craig toward the camera.
(TFK)
Hit him with it already.
Craig readies himself.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
As the end comes near for The Antidote, he finds himself living on borrowed time, hoping to pay for his past transgressions. No matter the highs that Spencer Adams has found in his luxurious career, he has never faced off with an outshining star like Thaddeus Franklin King. Sorry for the Franklin part…
Thad smirks and tells him to go on.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Spencer Adams has been a top prospect in a company from his former glory days, but even then he couldn't achieve that top prize… So he finds himself wondering looking for his spot in this universe and he learned quickly it wasn't playing the role of company owner… It's in that type of time frame, Adams will find out just as quick that he wasn't destined for Action’s top prize either. Adams is going to be shown what a true A-Lister with gold written all over him is truly destined for here. Spencer Adams isn't going to find mouth to mouth here to breathe air back into his deflating career… No he's going to find himself back down on the mat watching his star shattered to the ground as THE FACE YOUR MOTHER WILL LOVE’S STAR CONTINUING ITS RISE TO THE TOP!
Thad gives Craig a calm thumbs up.
(Theatrical Movie Voice Guy)
Spencer Adams… Be prepared to watch The Franchise Killer Shine as his hand is raised in victory, because that is what your future holds.
Thad smiles wide and he takes the attention of the godlike camera with the Vegas strip behind him.
(TFK)
Earlier this week I told Gamble that I'd bet on him to best Big John Frost… Maybe it's the Vegas air getting in to me, but I meant it. But believe me when I say, I am a sure bet here. Spencer Adams was yesterday and this match is going to remind him of that fact. My Face is what this company needs and I am the Champion it deserves. Plain and simple, Spencer Adams much like Big John can't stand next to my spotlight without being burned… Prepare to be Humbled, Adams, because this is going to be the wake up call to your roller coaster career that's going to remind you that you aren't tall enough to ride this ride to begin with… So how about you take a cue and exit stage left? I'm the director of Action Wrestling and this is MY PRODUCTION.
Thad smirks at the godlike camera letting his words soak in.
(TFK)
Roll credits…
The godlike camera takes another shot of Thad with his arms spread out with the Vegas strip behind him before we fade out to black.
-Thank you Tide for your endorsement.