MNM Return - Dylan Harris vs Jeremiah O'Haire
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*The scene starts out...outside of Burger King, stationed in the middle of Franklin, Tennessee, where a hometown kid 
shifty is driving a silver Acura car and is currently listening to his theme song through his speakers, while he sits in line at the drive through behind three cars. Eventually he gets to the speaker and orders himself a spicy chicken sandwich combo, with bacon. After he pays the fare and grabs his bag of food, he pulls into the parking lot to check if all his food is there, also to eat as he doesn't want to wait to get home, but also does not want to be dangerous while driving.*
Dylan: Well, at least they got my order right.
*Dylan seems content as he takes a bite out of his sandwich and turns the radio on after his song is finished playing.*
Radio: "This is 107.5 the River, and we've just been handed a brand new smash hit song, and it's now made it's way to number one on the top 40 charts!"
*Song plays*
"...What's up? If you feel me, stand up and say what's up, what's up~!?"
Dylan: What the fuck!?
*Harris punches the radio and turns it off as he crouches down as the thought of that song becoming number one convinces him that God has bad news for his world...just then, a loud THUD is heard as a man bangs on his car window and flashes a gun.*
???: GET OUT OF THE CAR, CHICKEN SANDWICH! YOUR ASS IS MINE, NOW!
*Dylan gets out of the car as it turns out to be a policeman, fresh off of one of his probably numerous free meals, and slings Harris down as he keeps the gun trained on him.*
Policeman: I heard of you, yer a wrestler, right bub? I heard you don't have enough respect for certain people. And i'm about to change that, real quick...
*Harris springs to his feet with the speed of a gazelle and kicks the gun away from the wayward cop, much to his surprise, and before the man in blue can even call for back up, Harris drops him with a kick to the head that leaves the blond, mustached hillbilly into another world.*
Dylan: I think I just had things...my way.
*Dylan looks at the Burger King sign upon saying those last words, before picking up the unconscious officer and lifting him in a Fireman's carry and taking him to a nearby dumpster and tossing him in, then shutting the lid closed, hopefully teaching that asshole a lesson.*
*Just then a crowd of onlookers from inside the store surround the dumpster and start applauding after seeing the corrupt city official, get his comeuppance.*
Dylan *smiling*: I guess I had to take out the trash once and for all.
*As a result of this seemingly random encounter, it was announced in the local newspaper that Dylan Harris would get a commercial to promote his upcoming IWF debut match against Jeremiah O' Haire, and once that story got to the larger cities, the commercial ended up going National, scoring publicity for himself, and the company "The Drizzle" works for.*
Commercial:"Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars plays in the background as Dylan Harris walks onto the screen and stands out in a cascadind rain, in the middle of an empty parking lot.
Dylan: This Sunday, April 12th, IWF returns to television, and the match everybody cares about, the one everybody wants to see, "The Drizzle" Dylan Harris and "The Prophet" Jeremiah O' Haire, otherwise known as the father of the Children of the Corn hailing from an Amish Paradise, go one-on-one. And O' Haire, i'm completely aware of your skills, you're a bad man, who gives bad men bad looks, as well as being stuck in a time warp from 1447. But man, lets be serious for a second...why do you have to be the one o try and tell everyone what to do? You see, i'm a man of good faith to the big boss myself, but that doesn't mean I have to go around trying to be Colonel Sanders.
I don't have a cause, but I take myself very serious. You turn off more people than you save you fool, and me and rules...well, we've never got along too well. There won't be any "beatings in my future, just a message sent to you, my friends in the crowd, and the morons who keep driving our company into the ground. I'm fighting for the little guy, and when I take out things out on the big shot assclowns who get corrupted by power. I don't need money, or power, or a ridiculous accent, all I need is this heart, and this heart will carry me to the top. As long as it beats...I WON'T stay down. So bring your worst O'Haire. I, along with the world...will see you...this...Monday...Night.
*Fade to black*
shifty is driving a silver Acura car and is currently listening to his theme song through his speakers, while he sits in line at the drive through behind three cars. Eventually he gets to the speaker and orders himself a spicy chicken sandwich combo, with bacon. After he pays the fare and grabs his bag of food, he pulls into the parking lot to check if all his food is there, also to eat as he doesn't want to wait to get home, but also does not want to be dangerous while driving.*Dylan: Well, at least they got my order right.
*Dylan seems content as he takes a bite out of his sandwich and turns the radio on after his song is finished playing.*
Radio: "This is 107.5 the River, and we've just been handed a brand new smash hit song, and it's now made it's way to number one on the top 40 charts!"
*Song plays*
"...What's up? If you feel me, stand up and say what's up, what's up~!?"
Dylan: What the fuck!?
*Harris punches the radio and turns it off as he crouches down as the thought of that song becoming number one convinces him that God has bad news for his world...just then, a loud THUD is heard as a man bangs on his car window and flashes a gun.*
???: GET OUT OF THE CAR, CHICKEN SANDWICH! YOUR ASS IS MINE, NOW!
*Dylan gets out of the car as it turns out to be a policeman, fresh off of one of his probably numerous free meals, and slings Harris down as he keeps the gun trained on him.*
Policeman: I heard of you, yer a wrestler, right bub? I heard you don't have enough respect for certain people. And i'm about to change that, real quick...
*Harris springs to his feet with the speed of a gazelle and kicks the gun away from the wayward cop, much to his surprise, and before the man in blue can even call for back up, Harris drops him with a kick to the head that leaves the blond, mustached hillbilly into another world.*
Dylan: I think I just had things...my way.
*Dylan looks at the Burger King sign upon saying those last words, before picking up the unconscious officer and lifting him in a Fireman's carry and taking him to a nearby dumpster and tossing him in, then shutting the lid closed, hopefully teaching that asshole a lesson.*
*Just then a crowd of onlookers from inside the store surround the dumpster and start applauding after seeing the corrupt city official, get his comeuppance.*
Dylan *smiling*: I guess I had to take out the trash once and for all.
*As a result of this seemingly random encounter, it was announced in the local newspaper that Dylan Harris would get a commercial to promote his upcoming IWF debut match against Jeremiah O' Haire, and once that story got to the larger cities, the commercial ended up going National, scoring publicity for himself, and the company "The Drizzle" works for.*
Commercial:"Attack" by 30 Seconds to Mars plays in the background as Dylan Harris walks onto the screen and stands out in a cascadind rain, in the middle of an empty parking lot.
Dylan: This Sunday, April 12th, IWF returns to television, and the match everybody cares about, the one everybody wants to see, "The Drizzle" Dylan Harris and "The Prophet" Jeremiah O' Haire, otherwise known as the father of the Children of the Corn hailing from an Amish Paradise, go one-on-one. And O' Haire, i'm completely aware of your skills, you're a bad man, who gives bad men bad looks, as well as being stuck in a time warp from 1447. But man, lets be serious for a second...why do you have to be the one o try and tell everyone what to do? You see, i'm a man of good faith to the big boss myself, but that doesn't mean I have to go around trying to be Colonel Sanders.
I don't have a cause, but I take myself very serious. You turn off more people than you save you fool, and me and rules...well, we've never got along too well. There won't be any "beatings in my future, just a message sent to you, my friends in the crowd, and the morons who keep driving our company into the ground. I'm fighting for the little guy, and when I take out things out on the big shot assclowns who get corrupted by power. I don't need money, or power, or a ridiculous accent, all I need is this heart, and this heart will carry me to the top. As long as it beats...I WON'T stay down. So bring your worst O'Haire. I, along with the world...will see you...this...Monday...Night.
*Fade to black*
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