Episode III: The Revenge Of The Hobos
Jun 11, 2021 8:23:47 GMT -5
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Post by zybala on Jun 11, 2021 8:23:47 GMT -5
: Zybala stares face to face with himself and he is thoroughly confused. When he tilts his head to the side, the figure does the same. If we look close enough though, we can see that this is only a mask. A good one, but a mask nonetheless. Zybala and the others pick up on this quickly. They are still freaked out regardless. :
Ted: What the hell is going on?
Zybala: That's what I would like to know. Why are you wearing my face?
Not Zybala: (in a raspy, whispy voice) To lead…
Zybala: To lead? Lead what?!
Not Zybala: The uprising. To get any and all intruders out of our home.
Zybala: You mean the arena?
Not Zybala: Yes…. When The Whore and Welsh first showed, we offered them our home to do their shows because they promised food and clothes. They even let one of us wrestle. But as time went on, less food was given and rags were passed off as clothing. When The Whore took charge, she threatened to kick us out and used the muscle woman to literally throw some people to the outside. We were on the verge of losing our home! We needed to fight back!
Zybala: OK… I get that. But why my old gimmick? Why my face?
Not Zybala: Because you were to be the chosen one.
Zybala:.......... What???
Not Zybala: The chosen one. One to champion and lead the homeless against The Whore.
: Zybala is stunned at this. He has no words as his brain tries to make sense of it all. Kurt speaks up. :
Kurt: Why Zybala? Couldn't you guys just ask Alice Knight? She is kinda your queen, isn't she?
Not Zybala: You don't think we tried?! She wasn't returning any of our messages sent by carrier ants. Zybala was the next best choice. He had garnered support from the homeless during his battles with Welsh. Welsh opposed The Mustard. Zybala opposed Welsh. Our choice was clear.
Zybala: Yeah, I remember talking to Alice about this a few years back. But I told her I didn't want to lead her cult hobo army. I wanted nothing to do with getting a cult inheritance.
: The figure sighs and nods sadly. He looks around the arena before turning back to Zybala and company. They don't notice that the homeless are slowly drawing nearer. :
Not Zybala: We know this now. That why I chose your mask to wear. Zybala shall lead, one way or another. You shirked your duties. You went to your Yard and to GCWA, and forgot about us.
Zybala: But I brought you pizza!
Not Zybala: Shame Pizza! You felt guilty for abandoning us! You don't want to lead, fine. You want to run and hide, go ahead. We don't need you, only your face. With this mask, I will be the new Zybala and lead us to victory. For we are many, we are Legion, and we will prevail. You will face the sins of your past that you ran from. Then you will be destroyed and your friends will be assimilated.
: Not Zybala raises a hand and snaps his fingers. The lights go out, but not before we see a few bums grab Ted and Kurt and pull them away from Zybala. Moments later, the lights come back on and Zybala is surrounded by the homeless, all wearing the same get up as the hooded figure! They are also wearing masks of all of Zybala's upcoming opponents. You can see the fear and confusion in Zybala's eyes. How the hell is he getting out of this one? Ted and Kurt are nowhere to be seen. :
Not Zybala: Now face your sins and let the guilt consume you!
: The ones with Brim masks step forward. Zybala tenses himself, ready for attack, but the Brims don't make a move. They do however speak in unison. :
Brims: You're responsible for us losing Duce! You and your pet janitor took him away from us and made us bleed our own blood! You couldn't have just left our family alone.
Zybala: Pete only stopped you from interfering like you and Byson always did. Pete helped me prove that without help, Duce couldn't beat me! It's not my fault he's gone and it's not Pete's fault that you're too fat and slow to duck a shovel!! You know you're bad when Byson looks like a goddamned superstar compared to you! And if Duce didn't want me to go after him, he shouldn't have made open challenges when he was a champion! A feeling you'll never have! I'm supposed to feel guilt from this? You gotta do better than this asshole….these assholes??
: As Zybala muses over the proper form, the Brims step back. The homeless in Ed Houston masks then step forward. Zybala gets a bemused look on his face. :
Eds: You and I have the most history with him out of everyone in this match, but you ignore me. We've been tag champs together! But you're letting Meteor ruin our friendship. You never asked me face to face. You never cared about me or Meteor. You just wanted to use my idea to make money.
Zybala: I never asked you face to face? It was all I could talk about the last time we had a match. I brought charts and figures. I was going to GIVE you money to make a sequel! That's how much I loved the movie. I even threw that match as a show of good faith. But did you wanna talk about it afterwards?! No! So I'm done with Meteor. Don't expect any favors during the match. You're just another obstacle in my way to finally winning a championship in OCW.
: The Eds step back into the cluster. Not Zybala doesn't seem pleased. His plan to make Zybala crippled with remorse doesn't seem to be working. The Dylan Thomas' step forward and Zybala breaks down laughing. Murmurs go through the homeless as Zybala laughs so hard he starts crying. He manages to compose himself enough to talk. :
Zybala: Really? You think I have guilt about anything I've done to that jackass?! Boy, you're grasping at straws if you thought DYLAN would work. Hell, beating him in the Blood Feud Match was a career highlight for me. I'm not sorry I beat him bloody. I'm not sorry his career tanked after said beating, and I sure as shit won't be sorry for eliminating him from the Prison Yard Match. Like Duce, he was only ever to beat me with the help of friends. One on one, Dylan is dead in the water against me. Now I'm sure you lot put a whole bunch of time into this "Destroy Zybala Emotionally then Physically" plan you got going here, but I'm a busy man and don't have time to play This Is Your Life. I do have to get ready to win a world title after all. Now let me show you how this trick really works.
: Zybala smiles as he leaps forward and lays out Not Zybala with a picture perfect superkick. As Not Zybala drops, Zybala raises a hand and snaps his fingers. The lights go out and the homeless people cry out. Shouts of "find him" and "gets the lights on" ring out. A moment passes before the lights come back on. Zybala is nowhere to be seen. The hooded homeless look around when they hear a loud whistle. The group looks towards the sound and they see Zybala waving at him before running off. Cries of "AFTER HIM!" fill the arena as the hobos give chase. The ones with the Brim, and Outcast masks quickly fall back as they keel over. It's as if they are channeling the actual people's traits. Brim's lack of any endurance due to his size and Outcast's lack of anything left in the tank due to his age and injuries. The Brims and Outcasts pant on the ground as the others run after Zybala.
The Xaviers are getting close when Zybala shouts out "Hey! It's Scorpion!"as he points in the distance. The Xaviers cry out in fear and fall prone to the ground into the fetal position. The Curt Canons are the closest but seem to just give up at the last minute and walk away. It's as if the fight just left them for no reason. The Eds and Dylans start to close the gap as Zybala runs along the walls. He passes parts of the cages that haven't been put up yet. He stops, grabs the cage parts and pulls with all his strength. The cage falls from the wall and manages to crush several of the Dylans and Eds, but not all of them. Zybala continues to run and the remaining hobos run after him. Zybala gets to a hallway and looks to run down it, only to be stopped by a hand grabbing on his shirt.
Zybala turns and is surrounded by Eds and Dylans. Zybala sighs as he swings a right fist at the one who grabbed him. The Ed drops like a brick and this spurs the others to attack! Zybala and the hobos fight an epic fight. Just picture any of the John Wick fights minus the murder. After many minutes, Zybala is standing over a pile of groaning bodies. He has a split lip, his right eye is swollen and his knuckles are bleeding. He is panting heavily as he is about to walk away when he sees one more figure standing. The figure removes its hood to reveal a Peter Vaughn mask. Zybala sighs. :
Zybala: Of course. The only one I do have guilt about.
"Vaughn": You SHOULD feel guilty. You had Meyhu attack me and steal my title, ending my first Outsiders reign. You tortured me time after time on the Island! You used me as a henchman, not a friend! And now you want me to help you win the OCW world title! No more! I'm done!
Zybala: None of that's true! Dean hired Meyhu, not me. I put you through all that training to make you the best you could be! I only want the best for you. You were my brother, Pete! I wanted you to be the best champion of any and all OCWs! That's why I wanted us to team up for the Prison Yard match. So we could take everyone else out and fight for the world title ourselves! I didn't want you to lay down. I want you to fight your hardest so if I beat you, my win would be validated. If you win, I would feel nothing but pride that my student beat the teacher. You were the chosen one!!
"Vaughn": Enough of your lies! You don't mean any of that. I'm going to win! Your time is over! I'm taking you out!
: We can see the sadness in Zybala's good eye as he raises his hands in a fighting stance. The Vaughn hobo does the same and runs at Zybala. Zybala runs at him as well. As the two near each other, they raise a fist high for a knockout punch as the scene fades to black. :
Ted: What the hell is going on?
Zybala: That's what I would like to know. Why are you wearing my face?
Not Zybala: (in a raspy, whispy voice) To lead…
Zybala: To lead? Lead what?!
Not Zybala: The uprising. To get any and all intruders out of our home.
Zybala: You mean the arena?
Not Zybala: Yes…. When The Whore and Welsh first showed, we offered them our home to do their shows because they promised food and clothes. They even let one of us wrestle. But as time went on, less food was given and rags were passed off as clothing. When The Whore took charge, she threatened to kick us out and used the muscle woman to literally throw some people to the outside. We were on the verge of losing our home! We needed to fight back!
Zybala: OK… I get that. But why my old gimmick? Why my face?
Not Zybala: Because you were to be the chosen one.
Zybala:.......... What???
Not Zybala: The chosen one. One to champion and lead the homeless against The Whore.
: Zybala is stunned at this. He has no words as his brain tries to make sense of it all. Kurt speaks up. :
Kurt: Why Zybala? Couldn't you guys just ask Alice Knight? She is kinda your queen, isn't she?
Not Zybala: You don't think we tried?! She wasn't returning any of our messages sent by carrier ants. Zybala was the next best choice. He had garnered support from the homeless during his battles with Welsh. Welsh opposed The Mustard. Zybala opposed Welsh. Our choice was clear.
Zybala: Yeah, I remember talking to Alice about this a few years back. But I told her I didn't want to lead her cult hobo army. I wanted nothing to do with getting a cult inheritance.
: The figure sighs and nods sadly. He looks around the arena before turning back to Zybala and company. They don't notice that the homeless are slowly drawing nearer. :
Not Zybala: We know this now. That why I chose your mask to wear. Zybala shall lead, one way or another. You shirked your duties. You went to your Yard and to GCWA, and forgot about us.
Zybala: But I brought you pizza!
Not Zybala: Shame Pizza! You felt guilty for abandoning us! You don't want to lead, fine. You want to run and hide, go ahead. We don't need you, only your face. With this mask, I will be the new Zybala and lead us to victory. For we are many, we are Legion, and we will prevail. You will face the sins of your past that you ran from. Then you will be destroyed and your friends will be assimilated.
: Not Zybala raises a hand and snaps his fingers. The lights go out, but not before we see a few bums grab Ted and Kurt and pull them away from Zybala. Moments later, the lights come back on and Zybala is surrounded by the homeless, all wearing the same get up as the hooded figure! They are also wearing masks of all of Zybala's upcoming opponents. You can see the fear and confusion in Zybala's eyes. How the hell is he getting out of this one? Ted and Kurt are nowhere to be seen. :
Not Zybala: Now face your sins and let the guilt consume you!
: The ones with Brim masks step forward. Zybala tenses himself, ready for attack, but the Brims don't make a move. They do however speak in unison. :
Brims: You're responsible for us losing Duce! You and your pet janitor took him away from us and made us bleed our own blood! You couldn't have just left our family alone.
Zybala: Pete only stopped you from interfering like you and Byson always did. Pete helped me prove that without help, Duce couldn't beat me! It's not my fault he's gone and it's not Pete's fault that you're too fat and slow to duck a shovel!! You know you're bad when Byson looks like a goddamned superstar compared to you! And if Duce didn't want me to go after him, he shouldn't have made open challenges when he was a champion! A feeling you'll never have! I'm supposed to feel guilt from this? You gotta do better than this asshole….these assholes??
: As Zybala muses over the proper form, the Brims step back. The homeless in Ed Houston masks then step forward. Zybala gets a bemused look on his face. :
Eds: You and I have the most history with him out of everyone in this match, but you ignore me. We've been tag champs together! But you're letting Meteor ruin our friendship. You never asked me face to face. You never cared about me or Meteor. You just wanted to use my idea to make money.
Zybala: I never asked you face to face? It was all I could talk about the last time we had a match. I brought charts and figures. I was going to GIVE you money to make a sequel! That's how much I loved the movie. I even threw that match as a show of good faith. But did you wanna talk about it afterwards?! No! So I'm done with Meteor. Don't expect any favors during the match. You're just another obstacle in my way to finally winning a championship in OCW.
: The Eds step back into the cluster. Not Zybala doesn't seem pleased. His plan to make Zybala crippled with remorse doesn't seem to be working. The Dylan Thomas' step forward and Zybala breaks down laughing. Murmurs go through the homeless as Zybala laughs so hard he starts crying. He manages to compose himself enough to talk. :
Zybala: Really? You think I have guilt about anything I've done to that jackass?! Boy, you're grasping at straws if you thought DYLAN would work. Hell, beating him in the Blood Feud Match was a career highlight for me. I'm not sorry I beat him bloody. I'm not sorry his career tanked after said beating, and I sure as shit won't be sorry for eliminating him from the Prison Yard Match. Like Duce, he was only ever to beat me with the help of friends. One on one, Dylan is dead in the water against me. Now I'm sure you lot put a whole bunch of time into this "Destroy Zybala Emotionally then Physically" plan you got going here, but I'm a busy man and don't have time to play This Is Your Life. I do have to get ready to win a world title after all. Now let me show you how this trick really works.
: Zybala smiles as he leaps forward and lays out Not Zybala with a picture perfect superkick. As Not Zybala drops, Zybala raises a hand and snaps his fingers. The lights go out and the homeless people cry out. Shouts of "find him" and "gets the lights on" ring out. A moment passes before the lights come back on. Zybala is nowhere to be seen. The hooded homeless look around when they hear a loud whistle. The group looks towards the sound and they see Zybala waving at him before running off. Cries of "AFTER HIM!" fill the arena as the hobos give chase. The ones with the Brim, and Outcast masks quickly fall back as they keel over. It's as if they are channeling the actual people's traits. Brim's lack of any endurance due to his size and Outcast's lack of anything left in the tank due to his age and injuries. The Brims and Outcasts pant on the ground as the others run after Zybala.
The Xaviers are getting close when Zybala shouts out "Hey! It's Scorpion!"as he points in the distance. The Xaviers cry out in fear and fall prone to the ground into the fetal position. The Curt Canons are the closest but seem to just give up at the last minute and walk away. It's as if the fight just left them for no reason. The Eds and Dylans start to close the gap as Zybala runs along the walls. He passes parts of the cages that haven't been put up yet. He stops, grabs the cage parts and pulls with all his strength. The cage falls from the wall and manages to crush several of the Dylans and Eds, but not all of them. Zybala continues to run and the remaining hobos run after him. Zybala gets to a hallway and looks to run down it, only to be stopped by a hand grabbing on his shirt.
Zybala turns and is surrounded by Eds and Dylans. Zybala sighs as he swings a right fist at the one who grabbed him. The Ed drops like a brick and this spurs the others to attack! Zybala and the hobos fight an epic fight. Just picture any of the John Wick fights minus the murder. After many minutes, Zybala is standing over a pile of groaning bodies. He has a split lip, his right eye is swollen and his knuckles are bleeding. He is panting heavily as he is about to walk away when he sees one more figure standing. The figure removes its hood to reveal a Peter Vaughn mask. Zybala sighs. :
Zybala: Of course. The only one I do have guilt about.
"Vaughn": You SHOULD feel guilty. You had Meyhu attack me and steal my title, ending my first Outsiders reign. You tortured me time after time on the Island! You used me as a henchman, not a friend! And now you want me to help you win the OCW world title! No more! I'm done!
Zybala: None of that's true! Dean hired Meyhu, not me. I put you through all that training to make you the best you could be! I only want the best for you. You were my brother, Pete! I wanted you to be the best champion of any and all OCWs! That's why I wanted us to team up for the Prison Yard match. So we could take everyone else out and fight for the world title ourselves! I didn't want you to lay down. I want you to fight your hardest so if I beat you, my win would be validated. If you win, I would feel nothing but pride that my student beat the teacher. You were the chosen one!!
"Vaughn": Enough of your lies! You don't mean any of that. I'm going to win! Your time is over! I'm taking you out!
: We can see the sadness in Zybala's good eye as he raises his hands in a fighting stance. The Vaughn hobo does the same and runs at Zybala. Zybala runs at him as well. As the two near each other, they raise a fist high for a knockout punch as the scene fades to black. :