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???: I grew up in a world where people just didn’t care. They littered. They bullied people. They were violent, drugged up alcoholics. And I grew up just like them. I now sit here, in my underpants, doing nothing. No TV, no food, no drink. This is what those people made me today. A nobody. But I was shown that every cloud has a silver lining. There is always some good that can come out of everyone. And even though I didn’t realize it before, there was lots of good to come out of me. I was shown the light. This is the light.
You see the man speaking walk towards his fridge. He opens it and sees a bright light. He squints and peers in and he sees the source of the light....
A CAN OF DUFF!
The Man cracks the can of Duff open. He curiously pours the delicious liquid down his throat. Suddenly a burst of light shoots out of the man’s ears, eyes, nose, mouth and..... his bum. He spins around violently, faster and faster! The lights turn different colours as he screams in pain but joy. And then suddenly he drops to the floor. The man stands up....
???: I AM DUFFMAN AND I AM HERE TO SAVE THE IMPACT WRESTLING FEDERATION FROM IMPENDING DOOM! I WILL BECOME THE WORLD CHAMP AND BRING BACK OLD SCHOOL WRESTLING FOR YOUR EYES ENJOYMENT!
You see the man speaking walk towards his fridge. He opens it and sees a bright light. He squints and peers in and he sees the source of the light....
A CAN OF DUFF!
The Man cracks the can of Duff open. He curiously pours the delicious liquid down his throat. Suddenly a burst of light shoots out of the man’s ears, eyes, nose, mouth and..... his bum. He spins around violently, faster and faster! The lights turn different colours as he screams in pain but joy. And then suddenly he drops to the floor. The man stands up....
???: I AM DUFFMAN AND I AM HERE TO SAVE THE IMPACT WRESTLING FEDERATION FROM IMPENDING DOOM! I WILL BECOME THE WORLD CHAMP AND BRING BACK OLD SCHOOL WRESTLING FOR YOUR EYES ENJOYMENT!
(At a low budget house show in Queens, New York, Tony Valentino and "Devastating" Dominick Aviles team up against local wrestlers Joe "The Crime Dog" McGriff and Scottie "The Sleaze" Sanders in the main event. With this particular match featuring two of the IWF's best, fans have packed the house and not one seat is empty. Crime Dog and The Sleaze enter the ring to a wave of boos and jeers and play up to the crowd)
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, Queens Wrestling Entertainment is proud to introduce these next two competitors. Accompanied to the ring by Mr.Gold, weighing in at a combined weight of 460 pounds, courtesy of the Impact Wrestling Federation, "The Hollywood Heart Throb" Tony Valentino and "Devastating Dominick Aviles"!!
(Led by Mr.Gold, the two young superstars emerge from behind the curtain. The crowd reacts with the loudest cheers of the night, as these two are the reasons why they came out to the show. Valentino and Aviles take their time walking out to the ring, which is nothing more but an old wrestling ring in the back of a small gym. They high five the fans in the first row and pose briefly for photos, before Mr Gold finally instructs them to get the show started. The team of Aviles and Valentino finally enter the ring. They play a quick game of "rock, paper, scissors" to decide who gets to start the match, which Dominick ends up winning.
He squares off against The Crime Dog who mocks Aviles by flexing and kissing his own biceps. Aviles capitalizes on an unaware Crime Dog, and connects with three crisp jabs. Still stunned, Crime Dog is taken off his feet with a hard scoop slam from Aviles. Mocking his downed opponent, Aviles flexes and kisses his own biceps now to thrill of the sold out crowd. Crime Dog is slow to get up and is met with a knee to the midsection. Dominick sets up for a vertical suplex and hits with impact. He picks up Crime Dog and sends him into the corner. Aviles tags in his partner Valentino and the two knock Crime Dog over the top ropes with a standing double drop kick. Aviles follows Crime Dog out of the ring as The Sleaze runs in and attacks Valentino from behind. He tries to knock Valentino down with a large right, but doesnt even phase him. Valentino slowly turns around, angered by the cowardly attack and The Sleaze begins to back up terrified. He pleads with Valentino to leave him alone but Valentino kicks him in the gut and connects with his finishing move, The Close Up (high impact ddt). The Sleaze lays motionless in the ring as The Crime Dog runs back into the ring in attempt to escape a following Dominick Aviles, but runs directly into Valentinos "Sunset Kick". He too is knocked unconscious and Valentino goes for the cover. 1...2...3!
Aviles joins his partner back inside the ring as the crowd explodes with excitement. They raise theyre arms in triumph as Valentino requests the microphone)
Valentino: New York we have arrived! As you can see we are on top of our game, and like tonight, we plan on giving you the show of a lifetime! As you know Dominick has beef to settle with that chump JD Michaels and his butt buddy Ol' Big Foot Burke. And of course I have a match for the intercontinental championship which is a sure classic...but then again, I guess I make every match I'm in a classic. Im just a classy kinda guy.
(The crowd remains on their feet, cheering for both Valentino and Aviles)
Valentino: See you soon guys....get that title ready for me.
(Valentino winks towards the camera and drops the mic. The two exit the ring and join Mr Gold who is walking to the back. Aviles and Gold leave as Valentino stays behind to interact with the fans as the camera fades out)
Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, Queens Wrestling Entertainment is proud to introduce these next two competitors. Accompanied to the ring by Mr.Gold, weighing in at a combined weight of 460 pounds, courtesy of the Impact Wrestling Federation, "The Hollywood Heart Throb" Tony Valentino and "Devastating Dominick Aviles"!!
(Led by Mr.Gold, the two young superstars emerge from behind the curtain. The crowd reacts with the loudest cheers of the night, as these two are the reasons why they came out to the show. Valentino and Aviles take their time walking out to the ring, which is nothing more but an old wrestling ring in the back of a small gym. They high five the fans in the first row and pose briefly for photos, before Mr Gold finally instructs them to get the show started. The team of Aviles and Valentino finally enter the ring. They play a quick game of "rock, paper, scissors" to decide who gets to start the match, which Dominick ends up winning.
He squares off against The Crime Dog who mocks Aviles by flexing and kissing his own biceps. Aviles capitalizes on an unaware Crime Dog, and connects with three crisp jabs. Still stunned, Crime Dog is taken off his feet with a hard scoop slam from Aviles. Mocking his downed opponent, Aviles flexes and kisses his own biceps now to thrill of the sold out crowd. Crime Dog is slow to get up and is met with a knee to the midsection. Dominick sets up for a vertical suplex and hits with impact. He picks up Crime Dog and sends him into the corner. Aviles tags in his partner Valentino and the two knock Crime Dog over the top ropes with a standing double drop kick. Aviles follows Crime Dog out of the ring as The Sleaze runs in and attacks Valentino from behind. He tries to knock Valentino down with a large right, but doesnt even phase him. Valentino slowly turns around, angered by the cowardly attack and The Sleaze begins to back up terrified. He pleads with Valentino to leave him alone but Valentino kicks him in the gut and connects with his finishing move, The Close Up (high impact ddt). The Sleaze lays motionless in the ring as The Crime Dog runs back into the ring in attempt to escape a following Dominick Aviles, but runs directly into Valentinos "Sunset Kick". He too is knocked unconscious and Valentino goes for the cover. 1...2...3!
Aviles joins his partner back inside the ring as the crowd explodes with excitement. They raise theyre arms in triumph as Valentino requests the microphone)
Valentino: New York we have arrived! As you can see we are on top of our game, and like tonight, we plan on giving you the show of a lifetime! As you know Dominick has beef to settle with that chump JD Michaels and his butt buddy Ol' Big Foot Burke. And of course I have a match for the intercontinental championship which is a sure classic...but then again, I guess I make every match I'm in a classic. Im just a classy kinda guy.
(The crowd remains on their feet, cheering for both Valentino and Aviles)
Valentino: See you soon guys....get that title ready for me.
(Valentino winks towards the camera and drops the mic. The two exit the ring and join Mr Gold who is walking to the back. Aviles and Gold leave as Valentino stays behind to interact with the fans as the camera fades out)
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The End Of BPB Fury...As We Know It?
(After the loss at Inception Devin and Ricky think back to what Aaron Ying said about losing the match. They recall him saying "if you guys don't take notice and bust heads this Sunday, I'll step up and SHOW you how to take charge." The two were walking along the NY strip thinking about what Aaron was talking about. They decided to enter this place called Bistro's Night Club to free their minds. They walk in and are greeted by two bodyguards who size them up. They look at each other, grin, and lets them in.)
Ricky: What was that all about?
Devin: I don't know man, let's just party it up and clear our heads.
Ricky: Alright cool
(The two men take a seat at the bar inside the club. They look around to see the the two bodyguards stare at them and smile. They start to look confused and worried but shake it off and call for the waiter.)
Waiter: Hey what can I get you boys?
Devin: Uhh... I'll have an Appletini
Ricky: I'll have some scotch on the rocks with lime please.
Waiter: Coming right up
Devin: (to the waiter) thanks. (To Ricky) Man I can't help but wonder what Aaron was talking about. (Ricky, not paying attention looking at the guards talk to someone as he sees someone familiar.) RICKY!
Ricky: (jumps to attention) yeah man sorry. I heard you it's just that those guards keep looking at us. (He turns back over there) wait...who is that that they're talking to. He looks familiar as hell. Seriously take a look ove there.
(Devin turns over that way. He catches a quick glance to be blocked by people dancing on the dance floor. He turns back to Ricky.)
Devin: I didn't get a good look at the guy.
Ricky: Whatever. Anyway, yeah I have no idea what he has in mind.
(The waiter comes over and hands the men their drinks.)
Waiter: Here you go boys.
Devin and Ricky: Thanks
(They both take sips of their drinks and set them down.)
Ricky: Dude, I don't know what else to do
Devin: What do you mean?
Ricky: We are just a losing team. The last time we won a match was against Xtremely Cool.
Devin: We beat David Baptie and Josh Jones.
Ricky: In a non televised show and they were having interior problems.
(The guy the bodyguards were talking to walks over through the crowd. He is heading towards BPB Fury)
Devin: Dude, we just have to....
Ricky: DUDE, the guy is coming over hear. Wait a freaking minute... (He squints his eyes) Thats Aaron dude it's all good.
Devin: Aaron (yells out at him)
Aaron: Whats up boys?
Ricky: Nothing much man just hanging. Dude we had a tough match and all we keep thinking about is what you said to us if we lost the match.
Aaron: Oh yeah. I have something in mind. It will work out for the best of us don't worry. (He whistles out. The two bodyguards walk over. He continues conversation with the boys as the bodyguards approach.) Hey these two are old friends of mine. I manage these boys at IWF.
Bodyguard 1: Haha these are your guys? (him and the other guard share a laugh)
Devin: What are you trying to say? (stands up)
Bodyguard 2: You might want to chill out
Ricky: No, you might want to chill out
Aaron: Boys boys boys. Chill. It's getting crowded in here lets go upstairs in the lounge.
(Aaron leads the way with Devin and Ricky following. The two bouncers are trailing behind. They guide Devin and Ricky up the steps as if they were escorting them. Aaron makes a left and enters this red room. There is glasses and bottles of Chardonay on the glass tables in between the Red suade plush booth that surrounds the room. Aaron guides Devin and Ricky to a seat. The three sit with the bouncers standing.)
Aaron: Ok guys, I have somewhere to be so I'm going to make this quick. (He puts his face in his hands and lets out a sigh) Now I love you boys with all my heart. We grew up togethr and we will always share a special bond. But right now, I have bills to pay and I have to pay those bills by managing a winning team.
Devin: Aaron...say it ain't so
Ricky: C'mon. One more chance please. We can change
Aaron: I can't take chances anymore. I have to make moves. The fact of the matter is you guys aren't putting the bread and the butter on the table and I need to chill with guys that aren't. I appreciate you guys bringing me here to manage you all and getting me clean and everything but now my mind is set on making money and to make money, you have to make moves and produce results.
Devin: Fuck that. We ain't leaving you just that quick! Dammit we worked too hard
Ricky: Dude you have some nerve. We were doing fine untill you stopped believing in us. You want us to bounce? (He grabs Aaron's shirt about to punch him when all of a sudden the bouncers start attacking Devin and Ricky.)
(One bouncer takes a glass and cracks it over the head of Ricky. He stomps on him as the other brawls with Devin then lifts him up and slams him down through the glass table.)
Aaron: It didn't have to be like this boys. You could've just walked and went on about your business. But no. You had to make it difficult. Well in that case, welcome to my insurance policy "911" Sheist Bub and Travesty. They will be your replacements. These are the guys that are going to get me the paper. Not yall. It's nothing personal...well it is personal because I personally can't stand yall asses anymore. Let me be clear. You all are out. 911 is in. Consider your IWF careers OVER.
(Aaron spits on them as Travesty (Bouncer 2) rolls Devin over with his foot. Sheist Bub (Bouncer 1) laughs as they leave the room. The camera goes back and forth from The three me to the downed me until the scene fades to black. BPB Fury is officially no more)
(After the loss at Inception Devin and Ricky think back to what Aaron Ying said about losing the match. They recall him saying "if you guys don't take notice and bust heads this Sunday, I'll step up and SHOW you how to take charge." The two were walking along the NY strip thinking about what Aaron was talking about. They decided to enter this place called Bistro's Night Club to free their minds. They walk in and are greeted by two bodyguards who size them up. They look at each other, grin, and lets them in.)
Ricky: What was that all about?
Devin: I don't know man, let's just party it up and clear our heads.
Ricky: Alright cool
(The two men take a seat at the bar inside the club. They look around to see the the two bodyguards stare at them and smile. They start to look confused and worried but shake it off and call for the waiter.)
Waiter: Hey what can I get you boys?
Devin: Uhh... I'll have an Appletini
Ricky: I'll have some scotch on the rocks with lime please.
Waiter: Coming right up
Devin: (to the waiter) thanks. (To Ricky) Man I can't help but wonder what Aaron was talking about. (Ricky, not paying attention looking at the guards talk to someone as he sees someone familiar.) RICKY!
Ricky: (jumps to attention) yeah man sorry. I heard you it's just that those guards keep looking at us. (He turns back over there) wait...who is that that they're talking to. He looks familiar as hell. Seriously take a look ove there.
(Devin turns over that way. He catches a quick glance to be blocked by people dancing on the dance floor. He turns back to Ricky.)
Devin: I didn't get a good look at the guy.
Ricky: Whatever. Anyway, yeah I have no idea what he has in mind.
(The waiter comes over and hands the men their drinks.)
Waiter: Here you go boys.
Devin and Ricky: Thanks
(They both take sips of their drinks and set them down.)
Ricky: Dude, I don't know what else to do
Devin: What do you mean?
Ricky: We are just a losing team. The last time we won a match was against Xtremely Cool.
Devin: We beat David Baptie and Josh Jones.
Ricky: In a non televised show and they were having interior problems.
(The guy the bodyguards were talking to walks over through the crowd. He is heading towards BPB Fury)
Devin: Dude, we just have to....
Ricky: DUDE, the guy is coming over hear. Wait a freaking minute... (He squints his eyes) Thats Aaron dude it's all good.
Devin: Aaron (yells out at him)
Aaron: Whats up boys?
Ricky: Nothing much man just hanging. Dude we had a tough match and all we keep thinking about is what you said to us if we lost the match.
Aaron: Oh yeah. I have something in mind. It will work out for the best of us don't worry. (He whistles out. The two bodyguards walk over. He continues conversation with the boys as the bodyguards approach.) Hey these two are old friends of mine. I manage these boys at IWF.
Bodyguard 1: Haha these are your guys? (him and the other guard share a laugh)
Devin: What are you trying to say? (stands up)
Bodyguard 2: You might want to chill out
Ricky: No, you might want to chill out
Aaron: Boys boys boys. Chill. It's getting crowded in here lets go upstairs in the lounge.
(Aaron leads the way with Devin and Ricky following. The two bouncers are trailing behind. They guide Devin and Ricky up the steps as if they were escorting them. Aaron makes a left and enters this red room. There is glasses and bottles of Chardonay on the glass tables in between the Red suade plush booth that surrounds the room. Aaron guides Devin and Ricky to a seat. The three sit with the bouncers standing.)
Aaron: Ok guys, I have somewhere to be so I'm going to make this quick. (He puts his face in his hands and lets out a sigh) Now I love you boys with all my heart. We grew up togethr and we will always share a special bond. But right now, I have bills to pay and I have to pay those bills by managing a winning team.
Devin: Aaron...say it ain't so
Ricky: C'mon. One more chance please. We can change
Aaron: I can't take chances anymore. I have to make moves. The fact of the matter is you guys aren't putting the bread and the butter on the table and I need to chill with guys that aren't. I appreciate you guys bringing me here to manage you all and getting me clean and everything but now my mind is set on making money and to make money, you have to make moves and produce results.
Devin: Fuck that. We ain't leaving you just that quick! Dammit we worked too hard
Ricky: Dude you have some nerve. We were doing fine untill you stopped believing in us. You want us to bounce? (He grabs Aaron's shirt about to punch him when all of a sudden the bouncers start attacking Devin and Ricky.)
(One bouncer takes a glass and cracks it over the head of Ricky. He stomps on him as the other brawls with Devin then lifts him up and slams him down through the glass table.)
Aaron: It didn't have to be like this boys. You could've just walked and went on about your business. But no. You had to make it difficult. Well in that case, welcome to my insurance policy "911" Sheist Bub and Travesty. They will be your replacements. These are the guys that are going to get me the paper. Not yall. It's nothing personal...well it is personal because I personally can't stand yall asses anymore. Let me be clear. You all are out. 911 is in. Consider your IWF careers OVER.
(Aaron spits on them as Travesty (Bouncer 2) rolls Devin over with his foot. Sheist Bub (Bouncer 1) laughs as they leave the room. The camera goes back and forth from The three me to the downed me until the scene fades to black. BPB Fury is officially no more)
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