Post by Damian Payne on Feb 27, 2014 17:11:52 GMT -5
[The scene opens to a busy airport. The Preston Smith International Airport to be exact. Planes are seen arriving and leaving. The scene then cuts to the exterior of the building. The doors slide open and a man walks through them. The man is Damian Payne. He is wearing a pair of khaki cargo shorts and an "OCW Monday Night Massacre" T-shirt. He is also wearing a battered looking pair of sneakers. He is carrying a sports bag and dragging a large suitcase on wheels with him. At that particular moment - his cell phone rings.]
#Cue: "Ride Of The Valkaries"
Payne: Dammit!
[He pulls the cell phone out of his pocket and looks at the display. It reads "Hannah". For those that don't know, "Hannah" is the name real name of Payne's former manager (and current partner), Lady Fantasy. He flips the phone open and holds it to his ear.]
Payne: Hi hun. How are y-
[At this point, Payne has to hold the cell phone away from his ear as Hannah screams at him. After a moment, he holds it to his ear again.]
Payne: What do you mean, "Where am I?"? I told you I had to come to Lubbock.
[Pause.]
Payne: Yes, honey. More wrestling. I have a match booked for OCW on the 3rd of March.
[Pause.]
Payne: Yes. The 3rd of March. I realise it's the 27th February today sweetness and that you and the boys haven't seen me for over a month, but I need to keep OCW sweet if I want to stay employed, so I'm doing some promotional work for the upcoming shows and for the Black Out 2 show!
[Payne listens again, his face falling slightly as it's obvious that Hannah is still yelling at him.]
Payne: Glad you understand, babe. Anyway - I have to go. I need to get a cab to the hotel. I'll call you later. Love you.
[Pause. Then a smile as Hannah replies. Then Payne snaps the phone shut and shoves it back into his pocket. He then puts his arm out to flag down a cab. One stops nearby and Payne rummages in his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. He then speaks to the cab driver.]
Payne: Hey buddy. Can you take me to La Quinta Inn & Suites Lubbock North on Auburn Street
?
Cab Driver: Sure thing. Jump in.
[The scene closes with Payne loading his bags into the back of the cab. Moments later - the scene comes back to show Payne in the back of the cab as it makes its way through the streets of Lubbock. The cab driver looks into his rear view mirror.]
Cab Driver: Hey! Aren't you that wrestler guy? Dominic Payne? So - what are you doing in Lubbock?
Payne: It's Damian! We're doing Monday Night Massacre at the South Plains Junior College Gymnasium on Monday. Did you know?
Cab Driver: No!
Payne: Hmm. Dean told me it was going to be well promoted in the area. I'm in a non-title match with Ian Bishop.
Cab Driver: I've seen the highlights package for the Resurrection show on Youtube. That Bishop guy is one crazy-assed bastard. What's he doing running round with that belt when that other crazy-assed bastard, Brianna Whitehouse handed it to him?
Payne: Whitehouse?
Cab Drver: Sure. Casa = house; blancas = white; house white -- Whitehouse!
Payne: Hey that's pretty clever. That never occurred to me before.
Cab Driver: That's OK man. Bishop "won" that by forfeit way and I don't think he should have it.
Payne: I fully agree with you man; but it's not my decision to make.
Cab Driver: Now, why the hell are you in a non-title match anyway? I guess Bishop wants to convince himself he's a champion for a bit longer. Pretty obvious he'd be at a high risk of losing it if it was on the line against you.
Payne: Thanks man. But I haven't earned a championship match yet.
Cab Driver: Are you kidding me? You're undefeated!
Payne: I know but I've only had 3 matches so far. I'd need to defeat half the roster at least to get myself a championship match. So - you watch OCW then?
Cab Driver: Yeah. I'd like some tickets for Monday if you could get some.
Payne: OK. Well - you let me off the cab fare and I'll get you a couple of tickets.
Cab Driver: Damn! You drive a hard bargain. But, OK, you got a deal. Right. So - do you reckon Bishop will put up a fight?
Payne: I'm pretty damn sure he will. But at the end of the day - it won't make a shred of difference. I don't think he'll be stupid enough to try and put his finisher on me though - it would never work. But if he does - I'll just have to lay him out with a ChokeBomb. And there's not a damn thing he can do about it - not even in his nightmares.
[At this point the cab pulls up outside the hotel.]
Cab Driver: OK, buddy. We're here. Now - about those tickets.
[The scene closes again with Payne and the driver exchanging cell phone numbers. Seconds later - the scene opens up to the lobby of the hotel as Payne comes through the open doorway with his bags. He strides up to the reception desk and strikes the bell that is there. Which is really irritating, because the receptionist is only standing a couple of feet away.]
Receptionist: Yes sir? Can I help you?
[The receptionist glares at Payne and he just grins.]
Payne: Hi. Yeah. I believe you have a reservation for me? Damian Payne. I'm here for OCW.
Receptionist: You're here for OCW! **sighs** How many more of you are there? There have been quite a lot of odd looking characters booking in for OCW in the past couple of hours. Your room is number 33.
[She hands him a key.]
Payne: Thank you very much. You've been most helpful.
[The scene fades out for the last time as Payne walks off in the direction indicated by the receptionist.]
#Cue: "Ride Of The Valkaries"
Payne: Dammit!
[He pulls the cell phone out of his pocket and looks at the display. It reads "Hannah". For those that don't know, "Hannah" is the name real name of Payne's former manager (and current partner), Lady Fantasy. He flips the phone open and holds it to his ear.]
Payne: Hi hun. How are y-
[At this point, Payne has to hold the cell phone away from his ear as Hannah screams at him. After a moment, he holds it to his ear again.]
Payne: What do you mean, "Where am I?"? I told you I had to come to Lubbock.
[Pause.]
Payne: Yes, honey. More wrestling. I have a match booked for OCW on the 3rd of March.
[Pause.]
Payne: Yes. The 3rd of March. I realise it's the 27th February today sweetness and that you and the boys haven't seen me for over a month, but I need to keep OCW sweet if I want to stay employed, so I'm doing some promotional work for the upcoming shows and for the Black Out 2 show!
[Payne listens again, his face falling slightly as it's obvious that Hannah is still yelling at him.]
Payne: Glad you understand, babe. Anyway - I have to go. I need to get a cab to the hotel. I'll call you later. Love you.
[Pause. Then a smile as Hannah replies. Then Payne snaps the phone shut and shoves it back into his pocket. He then puts his arm out to flag down a cab. One stops nearby and Payne rummages in his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. He then speaks to the cab driver.]
Payne: Hey buddy. Can you take me to La Quinta Inn & Suites Lubbock North on Auburn Street
?
Cab Driver: Sure thing. Jump in.
[The scene closes with Payne loading his bags into the back of the cab. Moments later - the scene comes back to show Payne in the back of the cab as it makes its way through the streets of Lubbock. The cab driver looks into his rear view mirror.]
Cab Driver: Hey! Aren't you that wrestler guy? Dominic Payne? So - what are you doing in Lubbock?
Payne: It's Damian! We're doing Monday Night Massacre at the South Plains Junior College Gymnasium on Monday. Did you know?
Cab Driver: No!
Payne: Hmm. Dean told me it was going to be well promoted in the area. I'm in a non-title match with Ian Bishop.
Cab Driver: I've seen the highlights package for the Resurrection show on Youtube. That Bishop guy is one crazy-assed bastard. What's he doing running round with that belt when that other crazy-assed bastard, Brianna Whitehouse handed it to him?
Payne: Whitehouse?
Cab Drver: Sure. Casa = house; blancas = white; house white -- Whitehouse!
Payne: Hey that's pretty clever. That never occurred to me before.
Cab Driver: That's OK man. Bishop "won" that by forfeit way and I don't think he should have it.
Payne: I fully agree with you man; but it's not my decision to make.
Cab Driver: Now, why the hell are you in a non-title match anyway? I guess Bishop wants to convince himself he's a champion for a bit longer. Pretty obvious he'd be at a high risk of losing it if it was on the line against you.
Payne: Thanks man. But I haven't earned a championship match yet.
Cab Driver: Are you kidding me? You're undefeated!
Payne: I know but I've only had 3 matches so far. I'd need to defeat half the roster at least to get myself a championship match. So - you watch OCW then?
Cab Driver: Yeah. I'd like some tickets for Monday if you could get some.
Payne: OK. Well - you let me off the cab fare and I'll get you a couple of tickets.
Cab Driver: Damn! You drive a hard bargain. But, OK, you got a deal. Right. So - do you reckon Bishop will put up a fight?
Payne: I'm pretty damn sure he will. But at the end of the day - it won't make a shred of difference. I don't think he'll be stupid enough to try and put his finisher on me though - it would never work. But if he does - I'll just have to lay him out with a ChokeBomb. And there's not a damn thing he can do about it - not even in his nightmares.
[At this point the cab pulls up outside the hotel.]
Cab Driver: OK, buddy. We're here. Now - about those tickets.
[The scene closes again with Payne and the driver exchanging cell phone numbers. Seconds later - the scene opens up to the lobby of the hotel as Payne comes through the open doorway with his bags. He strides up to the reception desk and strikes the bell that is there. Which is really irritating, because the receptionist is only standing a couple of feet away.]
Receptionist: Yes sir? Can I help you?
[The receptionist glares at Payne and he just grins.]
Payne: Hi. Yeah. I believe you have a reservation for me? Damian Payne. I'm here for OCW.
Receptionist: You're here for OCW! **sighs** How many more of you are there? There have been quite a lot of odd looking characters booking in for OCW in the past couple of hours. Your room is number 33.
[She hands him a key.]
Payne: Thank you very much. You've been most helpful.
[The scene fades out for the last time as Payne walks off in the direction indicated by the receptionist.]
