Living on borrowed time| Dylan 2
Aug 15, 2021 14:48:32 GMT -5
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Post by Dylan Thomas on Aug 15, 2021 14:48:32 GMT -5
We join the Thomas’s exactly where we left them last week, in their limo on the way home from Dylan’s unfortunate round of golf. On the way home, Dylan had been staring into the mirror of the limousine when his reflection appeared to come to life. The reflection of Dylan winks again as Dylan himself looks on, astonished.
Dylan: Huh? What? What, baby?
Lissandra: I um… I said are you alright?
Dylan shakes his head, blinks a few times and looks at Lissandra. Dylan begins to sweat a little bit and he then turns to the mirror again to find his reflection is perfectly normal.
Dylan: What the fuck was that?
Lissandra: What was what, honey?
Dylan: You wouldn’t believe me if I told you. I’m not even sure.
Lissandra: You’re scaring me.
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Wednesday, August 11, 11am
Vincenzo Larossia gets a text message from a number that he doesn’t recognise but puts it down to Lord Allton or Tank receiving a new phone. The message tells him to meet at a nearby warehouse - and to come alone.
Vincenzo: That’s a bit weird, but alright. I guess the boss or Tank has got a new phone. Funny that they didn’t tell me though.
Vincenzo leaves his Key West hotel room and sets out for the nearby warehouse.
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Present Day
The Thomas’s have decided to take some time out in Maui where their very good friend Woody Harrelson now spends much of his time. However it isn’t for a holiday. It is a convention for wrestlers and movie stars, much like Comi-Con, but obviously not that for legal reasons. The Thomas’s are happily signing autographs when someone walks up to Dylan’s table with a Peter ‘The Janitor’ Vaughn action figure.
Man: Yo Dylan, bro?
Dylan: What?
Man: I thought you might wanna see this.
The man chuckles as Dylan grabs a hold of the action figure, proceeding to throw it on the floor and stamp it underfoot.
Dylan: Oh no.
**SMASH** **CRUNCH**
Dylan: Oh no… what an absolute shame… look at that. Oh, how could such a thing happen to such an ‘awesome’ action figure?
Dylan turns to the camera as they have roped George on to film for another episode of Shining With The A-List.
Dylan: Georgie Boy… follow me.
Dylan smirks as he stands up from his table, carrying all of the broken pieces of the Peter Vaughn action figure. A crowd huddles round Dylan as he makes his way to the front door of the convention centre.
Crowd: DT! DT! DT!
Man: You’re the man, Dylan!
Woman: Fuck that Peter Vaughn up at Under The Lights, man! Woooooooooooooo!
At the doors of the convention centre, the security guards wave at the camera while opening the doors. Dylan takes one final smirk at the camera while showing the action figure’s broken pieces and box. Dylan then arches his arm back as far as it will go and hurls the action figure as far away as he can throw it.
Dylan: That takes care of that!
The crowd of people that amassed around Dylan before are now once again cheering and chanting his name, singing the praises of the Hollywood A-Lister while telling the camera just how much Peter Vaughn sucks. Dylan high-fives everyone he can on the way back to his table and then Dylan looks into the camera as the crowd starts up a ‘Fuck Peter Vaughn!’ chant.
Dylan: You hear that, Petey? Come on everyone! LOUDER!
The crowd’s chants get louder and louder as Dylan looks on looking like the Cheshire Cat. Dylan then sits back down next to Lissandra at their table, kisses her on the cheek and then goes back to signing autographs for fans as we fade out.
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Wednesday August 11, 11:35am
We fade into Vincenzo Larossia again reaching the nearby warehouse. He looks it up and down before stepping out of the car and sighs.
Vincenzo: Dunno why you would ask me to come here, boss… but alright.
Vincenzo steps out of the car and makes his way up to the warehouse door, leaving his phone on the car seat. The camera zooms in on the phone with the word ‘BOSS’ flashing up on screen and we fade in to Lord Allton around the same time, sitting in a café in Key West sipping a cup of tea. Tank is with him, drinking a coffee.
Allton: I don’t understand, Tank. Vinnie is never one to miss working with us. And you’re sure that you haven’t seen him all day?
Tank vehemently shakes his head leaving Allton looking perplexed while trying the phone of Mr. Larossia one more time. The phone once again goes to voicemail and Lord Allton begins to get more and more concerned.
Allton: Vincenzo, it’s the Boss. Look, please pick up the phone. If I have offended you in some way, please just talk to me. I do hope you’ve just left your phone somewhere.
Allton cuts off the phone call and looks back at Tank.
Allton: You’ve tried his room, I trust?
Tank nods and grabs his pad of paper that he writes on.
'YES. HE DEFINITELY ISN’T IN HIS ROOM.’
Allton: Right, well…
Suddenly Allton’s support worker, Bill arrives from the bathroom.
Bill: Still no luck, yet?
Allton: I’m afraid not.
Bill: Should we file a missing persons report?
Allton smiles a little, shaking his head.
Allton: Um… Billy. Thank-you for your concern regarding Mr Larossia but given Vincenzo’s **AHEM** previous profession, I much prefer to keep things ‘in house’ as it were.
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Wednesday 11, night time. During the tapings of OCW: Wednesday Night Piledriver.
The Thomas' reach their dressing room but just before Dylan opens the door, Lissandra receives a text message from Allton.
Dylan: What is it?
Lissandra: Vincenzo hasn’t shown up for work with Rob. That is very unlike him. Nobody’s seen him all day.
Dylan nods, agreeing. Dylan opens the door allowing Lissandra to enter first and as she does so, she screams in horror. Rushing to her aid, Dylan finds Vincenzo Larossia badly beaten. Dylan proceeds to try and help Vincenzo and Lissandra screams for security only to find a sinister looking Peter Vaughn staring back at her. Lissandra screams for Dylan to help when the OCW security staff finally arrive. Dylan paces around angrily after he finally finds Vaughn almost in his grasp.
Lissandra: Peter Vaughn - or Jonathan Barrows do NOT get into our room again, do you understand me?
Inside the Thomas’ dressing room, Lissandra texts Lord Allton to say that they know where Vincenzo is, while Dylan paces up and down like a wolf on the hunt.
Dylan: Goddamn sonofabitch! HOW?! HOW the fuck did he get the jump on Vincenzo?
Turning his attention to the camera, Dylan breaks the fourth wall while elsewhere Piledriver is still rolling.
Dylan: Cameraman! Cameraman, film Vincenzo for just a moment. Alright Vaughn, you’ve got our attention now. It’s one thing to call us liars when we did everything to help you win at House of Cards, you ungrateful piece of shit, it’s another to go after friends. It’s as the great Tom Hardy says in 2015’s LEGEND as 60’s London Mobster Ronnie Kray… ‘people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones’. And you, you son of a fucking whore have an awful lot of stones right now, huh? Figuratively of course. You did after all just hightail it out of here after scaring my lovely wife didn’t you?
You know, I almost - almost - want to congratulate you. Your new attitude change is certainly getting you some notoriety isn’t it? If you had been doing this to the likes of Xavier Lux or even Brim, I might even be buying you a beer right now. But the thing is the hatred and venom that you’re showing right now is being aimed at the wrong people! I’ve never seen eye to eye with Mike Zybala but even he, all he has ever done is SING YOUR FUCKING PRAISES. Yet look what you did to him - not only at House of Cards but Quarantined as well.
You still say that Lissie and I broke our agreement and yet there you stand, the current Craze Champion. I just don’t understand why you want to have the entire A-List Family out to get you. It’s goddamn suicide if you ask me. This was going to be a straight up match at Under The Lights between you and I...but you wanna get CRAZY? You wanna get all emo and violent? Thrash around like a child when you think things aren’t going your way?! Fine! You want violence? You’ve got VIOLENCE! You’ll pay for what you did here to Vincenzo on Piledriver. You’ll pay at Under The Lights when I take your Craze title.
You’ll pay at any up and coming Dystopia where Lord Allton will take over ass kicking duties. Or Hell - Mikey! How does this sound for a future Dystopia?! An A-List beatdown! Vaughn vs the ENTIRE A-List Family! Sounds like money to me....
You keep this up Vaughn and you won’t live to see your match at Under The Lights. And you definitely aren’t walking away with that belt over your waist. When I finally get my hands on you at Under The Lights you aren’t gonna even be able to walk out, period. I take back what I said during my Quarantined promos. You aren’t a joke - not anymore.
This is what it’s all come down to isn’t it? Recognition?! After all, who sees the janitor cleaning shit off the toilets? Who sees the custodian mopping puke off of the floors? Well… I see you, Vaughn. The whole world sees you, Vaughn. The entire A-List Family sees you, from OCW to Outsiders. You’re in our sights. You’re in MY FUCKING sights! And y’know what? May God AND Lucifer help you for it! Pray to whichever god you want. Thor, Loki, Anubis, Ares, Poseidon, Hades, Zeus, Ganesh, Vishnu! I don’t give a flying fuck who you pray to. You’re mine at Under The Lights, I’M WALKING OUT as Craze Champion and you, when I’m done….will be six feet under….
Dylan slams the door after kicking the cameraman out.
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Present Day.
We join the Thomas’s at a Key West, Florida hospital along with Allton and Tank at Vincenzo’s bedside. Vincenzo is still pretty beaten up but is being cared for with the best healthcare that both Lord Allton and the Thomas’s can buy.
Lissandra: How’s he doing?
Allton: Well, all things considered. Doctors say that he should be able to wake up soon.
Dylan stands up, walking over to Vincenzo’s bedside and takes his hand.
Dylan: I swear to you, Vinnie I’m getting the bastard that did this. We all are. He’s living on borrowed time.
Dylan then goes to close the door and as we fade we hear Allton say something about the Outsiders Hall of Fame, but unfortunately the door closes before we hear the entire thing.
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Dylan: Huh? What? What, baby?
Lissandra: I um… I said are you alright?
Dylan shakes his head, blinks a few times and looks at Lissandra. Dylan begins to sweat a little bit and he then turns to the mirror again to find his reflection is perfectly normal.
Dylan: What the fuck was that?
Lissandra: What was what, honey?
Dylan: You wouldn’t believe me if I told you. I’m not even sure.
Lissandra: You’re scaring me.
=-----------=-----------=
Wednesday, August 11, 11am
Vincenzo Larossia gets a text message from a number that he doesn’t recognise but puts it down to Lord Allton or Tank receiving a new phone. The message tells him to meet at a nearby warehouse - and to come alone.
Vincenzo: That’s a bit weird, but alright. I guess the boss or Tank has got a new phone. Funny that they didn’t tell me though.
Vincenzo leaves his Key West hotel room and sets out for the nearby warehouse.
=-----------=------------=
Present Day
The Thomas’s have decided to take some time out in Maui where their very good friend Woody Harrelson now spends much of his time. However it isn’t for a holiday. It is a convention for wrestlers and movie stars, much like Comi-Con, but obviously not that for legal reasons. The Thomas’s are happily signing autographs when someone walks up to Dylan’s table with a Peter ‘The Janitor’ Vaughn action figure.
Man: Yo Dylan, bro?
Dylan: What?
Man: I thought you might wanna see this.
The man chuckles as Dylan grabs a hold of the action figure, proceeding to throw it on the floor and stamp it underfoot.
Dylan: Oh no.
**SMASH** **CRUNCH**
Dylan: Oh no… what an absolute shame… look at that. Oh, how could such a thing happen to such an ‘awesome’ action figure?
Dylan turns to the camera as they have roped George on to film for another episode of Shining With The A-List.
Dylan: Georgie Boy… follow me.
Dylan smirks as he stands up from his table, carrying all of the broken pieces of the Peter Vaughn action figure. A crowd huddles round Dylan as he makes his way to the front door of the convention centre.
Crowd: DT! DT! DT!
Man: You’re the man, Dylan!
Woman: Fuck that Peter Vaughn up at Under The Lights, man! Woooooooooooooo!
At the doors of the convention centre, the security guards wave at the camera while opening the doors. Dylan takes one final smirk at the camera while showing the action figure’s broken pieces and box. Dylan then arches his arm back as far as it will go and hurls the action figure as far away as he can throw it.
Dylan: That takes care of that!
The crowd of people that amassed around Dylan before are now once again cheering and chanting his name, singing the praises of the Hollywood A-Lister while telling the camera just how much Peter Vaughn sucks. Dylan high-fives everyone he can on the way back to his table and then Dylan looks into the camera as the crowd starts up a ‘Fuck Peter Vaughn!’ chant.
Dylan: You hear that, Petey? Come on everyone! LOUDER!
The crowd’s chants get louder and louder as Dylan looks on looking like the Cheshire Cat. Dylan then sits back down next to Lissandra at their table, kisses her on the cheek and then goes back to signing autographs for fans as we fade out.
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Wednesday August 11, 11:35am
We fade into Vincenzo Larossia again reaching the nearby warehouse. He looks it up and down before stepping out of the car and sighs.
Vincenzo: Dunno why you would ask me to come here, boss… but alright.
Vincenzo steps out of the car and makes his way up to the warehouse door, leaving his phone on the car seat. The camera zooms in on the phone with the word ‘BOSS’ flashing up on screen and we fade in to Lord Allton around the same time, sitting in a café in Key West sipping a cup of tea. Tank is with him, drinking a coffee.
Allton: I don’t understand, Tank. Vinnie is never one to miss working with us. And you’re sure that you haven’t seen him all day?
Tank vehemently shakes his head leaving Allton looking perplexed while trying the phone of Mr. Larossia one more time. The phone once again goes to voicemail and Lord Allton begins to get more and more concerned.
Allton: Vincenzo, it’s the Boss. Look, please pick up the phone. If I have offended you in some way, please just talk to me. I do hope you’ve just left your phone somewhere.
Allton cuts off the phone call and looks back at Tank.
Allton: You’ve tried his room, I trust?
Tank nods and grabs his pad of paper that he writes on.
'YES. HE DEFINITELY ISN’T IN HIS ROOM.’
Allton: Right, well…
Suddenly Allton’s support worker, Bill arrives from the bathroom.
Bill: Still no luck, yet?
Allton: I’m afraid not.
Bill: Should we file a missing persons report?
Allton smiles a little, shaking his head.
Allton: Um… Billy. Thank-you for your concern regarding Mr Larossia but given Vincenzo’s **AHEM** previous profession, I much prefer to keep things ‘in house’ as it were.
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Wednesday 11, night time. During the tapings of OCW: Wednesday Night Piledriver.
The Thomas' reach their dressing room but just before Dylan opens the door, Lissandra receives a text message from Allton.
Dylan: What is it?
Lissandra: Vincenzo hasn’t shown up for work with Rob. That is very unlike him. Nobody’s seen him all day.
Dylan nods, agreeing. Dylan opens the door allowing Lissandra to enter first and as she does so, she screams in horror. Rushing to her aid, Dylan finds Vincenzo Larossia badly beaten. Dylan proceeds to try and help Vincenzo and Lissandra screams for security only to find a sinister looking Peter Vaughn staring back at her. Lissandra screams for Dylan to help when the OCW security staff finally arrive. Dylan paces around angrily after he finally finds Vaughn almost in his grasp.
Lissandra: Peter Vaughn - or Jonathan Barrows do NOT get into our room again, do you understand me?
Inside the Thomas’ dressing room, Lissandra texts Lord Allton to say that they know where Vincenzo is, while Dylan paces up and down like a wolf on the hunt.
Dylan: Goddamn sonofabitch! HOW?! HOW the fuck did he get the jump on Vincenzo?
Turning his attention to the camera, Dylan breaks the fourth wall while elsewhere Piledriver is still rolling.
Dylan: Cameraman! Cameraman, film Vincenzo for just a moment. Alright Vaughn, you’ve got our attention now. It’s one thing to call us liars when we did everything to help you win at House of Cards, you ungrateful piece of shit, it’s another to go after friends. It’s as the great Tom Hardy says in 2015’s LEGEND as 60’s London Mobster Ronnie Kray… ‘people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones’. And you, you son of a fucking whore have an awful lot of stones right now, huh? Figuratively of course. You did after all just hightail it out of here after scaring my lovely wife didn’t you?
You know, I almost - almost - want to congratulate you. Your new attitude change is certainly getting you some notoriety isn’t it? If you had been doing this to the likes of Xavier Lux or even Brim, I might even be buying you a beer right now. But the thing is the hatred and venom that you’re showing right now is being aimed at the wrong people! I’ve never seen eye to eye with Mike Zybala but even he, all he has ever done is SING YOUR FUCKING PRAISES. Yet look what you did to him - not only at House of Cards but Quarantined as well.
You still say that Lissie and I broke our agreement and yet there you stand, the current Craze Champion. I just don’t understand why you want to have the entire A-List Family out to get you. It’s goddamn suicide if you ask me. This was going to be a straight up match at Under The Lights between you and I...but you wanna get CRAZY? You wanna get all emo and violent? Thrash around like a child when you think things aren’t going your way?! Fine! You want violence? You’ve got VIOLENCE! You’ll pay for what you did here to Vincenzo on Piledriver. You’ll pay at Under The Lights when I take your Craze title.
You’ll pay at any up and coming Dystopia where Lord Allton will take over ass kicking duties. Or Hell - Mikey! How does this sound for a future Dystopia?! An A-List beatdown! Vaughn vs the ENTIRE A-List Family! Sounds like money to me....
You keep this up Vaughn and you won’t live to see your match at Under The Lights. And you definitely aren’t walking away with that belt over your waist. When I finally get my hands on you at Under The Lights you aren’t gonna even be able to walk out, period. I take back what I said during my Quarantined promos. You aren’t a joke - not anymore.
This is what it’s all come down to isn’t it? Recognition?! After all, who sees the janitor cleaning shit off the toilets? Who sees the custodian mopping puke off of the floors? Well… I see you, Vaughn. The whole world sees you, Vaughn. The entire A-List Family sees you, from OCW to Outsiders. You’re in our sights. You’re in MY FUCKING sights! And y’know what? May God AND Lucifer help you for it! Pray to whichever god you want. Thor, Loki, Anubis, Ares, Poseidon, Hades, Zeus, Ganesh, Vishnu! I don’t give a flying fuck who you pray to. You’re mine at Under The Lights, I’M WALKING OUT as Craze Champion and you, when I’m done….will be six feet under….
Dylan slams the door after kicking the cameraman out.
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Present Day.
We join the Thomas’s at a Key West, Florida hospital along with Allton and Tank at Vincenzo’s bedside. Vincenzo is still pretty beaten up but is being cared for with the best healthcare that both Lord Allton and the Thomas’s can buy.
Lissandra: How’s he doing?
Allton: Well, all things considered. Doctors say that he should be able to wake up soon.
Dylan stands up, walking over to Vincenzo’s bedside and takes his hand.
Dylan: I swear to you, Vinnie I’m getting the bastard that did this. We all are. He’s living on borrowed time.
Dylan then goes to close the door and as we fade we hear Allton say something about the Outsiders Hall of Fame, but unfortunately the door closes before we hear the entire thing.
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Word Count: 1,832