Helping Will build up to October
Aug 20, 2021 11:24:10 GMT -5
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Post by zybala on Aug 20, 2021 11:24:10 GMT -5
: "Meteor 2." Once considered the greatest sci-fi/action movie since Terminator 2 in Mike Zybala's opinion; now the bane of his existence. He is sitting next to his wife in the private theater in their home. Cathy is sleeping while Zybala has bags under his eyes. It looks like he hasn't slept in a week. The movie ends and Cathy wakes up. She stretches and looks at Zybala. :
Cathy: How many times is it now?
Zybala: I don't know. I think somewhere around a hundred? I lost count after sixty-four….
Cathy: What the hell is happening?! Did we die? Is someone playing a horrible prank on us?
Zybala: How would it be a prank? We left the room and walked into the exact same spot, in the exact same direction, with snacks and drinks refilled. I took a crap in the corner before we left and when we got back, it was gone! No stain, no smell, nothing. Nobody I know can bend space/time. We probably died….
Cathy: What about the kittens?! Who's going to feed them and love them?!
Zybala: They'll be fine for a little while. They'll probably knock their food bag off of the table and tear it open. We just filled up all the water dishes, so they'll have a lot of water to drink.
Cathy: Not so dumb to have a bowl on all the rooms now, is it??
Zybala: Yeah, yeah. You're smart. Shit, what about our family and friends? Do you think anyone is looking for us? Maybe Houston will send someone to look for me because he knows I would never be a no-show against him…
: Cathy's eye begins to twitch at the mention of Houston's name. She turns to look at Zybala with hatred all over her face. :
Cathy: Enough about Ed! I've seen enough of him to last a lifetime! Which apparently is how long I'll be seeing his face!
Zybala: I feel the same way! At least you're only seeing a movie! Imagine getting hit by the guy repeatedly for what feels like at least once a month for the past eight years! I'm sooooo sorry when you see him it's while eating popcorn and sitting in a fucking private screening room!
: The couple start arguing more when a whirling wall of light opens up in the middle of the doorway. The sound of wind rushing fills the room as a strong gust comes out of the light. The couple stops bickering and stares at the light. Zybala takes a step forward to investigate but Cathy holds him back. A figure steps out of the light. It's an average looking brunette woman in a lab coat and safety goggles. She has what seems to be a harness wrapped across her chest and a walkie talkie in her hand. Zybala stares in amazement. He shouts to be heard over the wind. :
Zybala: Schwartz?! What the hell is going on?! What the hell is that?!
Schwartz: No time to explain! Grab on to me and hold tight! Both of you!
: The Zybala's walk over to Dr. Schwartz and do as they're told; wrapping their arms around the scientist. When they grab hold, Schwartz clicks a button on the walkie-talkie. :
Schwartz: I got them!! Reel us in! Now!
: The three are then suddenly pulled through the light and it disappears. It wouldn't be much of a rp if we didn't follow, so let's do just that. The trio appear through another wall of light into what looks to be a science lab. When they pass the light, we hear the sound of some machine powering down and the light dissolves. In its place stands two archways. We see other scientists standing at computer consoles and one manning a crank attached to a rope that was attached to Schwartz's harness; which she begins to take off. Zybala and Cathy look around with relief in their faces. They hug and start apologizing for fighting. Zybala then looks at Schwartz. :
Zybala: What the hell happened to us, Doc? We kept reliving the same moment over and over. Please dumb it down for us. No scientific speak.
Schwartz: The best we can come up with is that you guys were stuck in a continuous temporal loop anomaly. Imagine a c.d.player with the "repeat" button stuck. We've been noticing little pockets popping up all over the place. Nothing as severe as what you were stuck in. The other pockets seem just like a case of dejá vu. You guys got the worst. I'm just glad this portal generator actually worked. We had a forty percent chance of it actually working the way it did and not sending us into another dimension….
Cathy: Why do you have equipment to monitor that kind of stuff? I thought you guys were just building dorky robots here…
Schwartz: That would be a question for your husband.
: Cathy turns to Zybala and narrows her eyes. :
Cathy: What did you do???
Zybala: Nothing!
Cathy: Michael Thomas Zybala! What. Did. You. Do?!
Zybala: Ah geez, the full name. Well, I kind of had these guy experiment with different multiversal theories like Occam's Razor, Black Hole cosmology, Anthropic principle, stuff like that and see what would work. Maybe cherry pick different parts of each theory to see if that would work.Maybe toss in some Doctor Who and Rick & Morty stuff to spice it up…
Cathy: For what reason!?!
Zybala:.... Promise not to be mad??
Cathy: No. Tell me!
Zybala: I wanted to see if there was a universe where Ed and I made a sequel to Meteor and ask them how they did it so I could convince our Houston to do it….
Cathy:................. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!? YOU RISKED BREAKING SPACE/TIME JUST FOR A FUCKING MOVIE?!? HOW DUMB ARE YOU?!?
Zybala: Not very if I hired these smart people that developed technology to time loops and portals to save us.
Cathy: Yes, very dumb! You're dumb, bit THEY'RE smart. Jesus Christ! You could have just been an adult and TALKED to Ed before all of this happened!
Zybala: I tried during our last match against each other.
Cathy: Probably because he was focused on the match! Did you try after?
Zybala: Kinda. We both half-heartedly talked about it, but nothing serious. Then I thought he wanted his after we lost the tag titles. I was taking baby steps when I asked for his help me in my match against Vaughn.
Cathy: What about after? You both are big nerds. You could have just talked about making your Under the Lights match for the rights to the movie, or the winner gets to be executive director, or even just themed around the movie. Why do I have to tell you this?! You're an adult!
Zybala: Honestly, I just thought Ed was tired of dealing with me. He always seemed so preoccupied lately whenever I tried to talk to him. I thought he would be just as jaded by our upcoming match as I was. Sure, who ever wins would be breaking their losing streak and that's important. Especially for me, since I haven't won on an OCW pay-per-view in over four years. It would be great to finally scratch that itch, but Ed and I have been so fifty-fifty against each other, it could really go either way. We know each other so well in the ring that nothing surprises us anymore. God, people are probably going to bet on the over/under of how many Superkick attempts we'll try; especially how a certain author writes my matches.
: Everyone turns to look at a person in Texas. We all know who is being referred. Probably costing myself the match with this comment, but it's just a game. Cathy then turns back to her husband and holds out her hand. :
Cathy: Give me your phone.
Zybala: What? Why?
Cathy: Nuh-uh. You don't get to ask questions after the shit you pulled. Phone. Now!
: Zybala grumbles as he digs his phone out of his pocket and hands it to Cathy. She starts tapping away at the screen and a few minutes later she gives the phone back to a confused Mike. He pockets the device. :
Zybala: What did you do?
Cathy: I acted like the adult you should have been. I used your email to message Ed about seriously making your stupid movie and Venmoed him twenty million from you account saying it was to help get the project off of the ground. You're welcome.
Zybala: Excuse me?! You can't just hand out my money like its candy at Halloween! Get it back!
Cathy: Sure, tell Ed that you changed your mind. You could try to beat the money out of him when you face him. Ruin the dream again. Prove him right and take full blame for the movie not happening. Or you can let what's done be done and actually focus on the match with Ed, shake hands at the end no matter who wins, then go off to make your stupid movie so I never have to hear this stupid argument between you two again!
: Zybala stares mouth open at his wife as he processes all of this. :
Zybala: What if he doesn't want to work with me if I beat him? There are no rules for any of the matches at Under The Light and he might feel I was too aggressive with chair shots or whatever? I'm not saying Ed is fragile or anything. I'm just saying that when the rules are gone, I kinda go a little wild in matches.
Cathy: Then he'll do the same thing! You're over thinking about it. You're both professionals. You're both friends. Just toss him a chair when you grab one and go to town on each other. Maybe you'll knock some common sense into each other.
Zybala: You're not worried that I'll get hurt?
Cathy: Not in this moment. I'm still pissed at you. But you taking everyone here out for dinner would be a nice start to make up for it.
Zybala: But I have to go train to fight Ed. I like these once a month shows and everything, but it's a double edged sword. It gives the body time to recover, but it also let's a little ring rust set in. I can't have any of that if I'm going to win my first match in this new OCW.
Cathy: And you can do all of that starting tomorrow. Tonight, you need to get back into my good graces. No more Ed talk. Let's go everyone, I'm starving.
: Without another word, Cathy starts walking towards what we can assume is the exit. The scientists follow her, because who turns down a free meal. Zybala shrugs and follows the group out of a door that is most likely the exit. The lights in the room shut off except for a small ball of light in the middle of the archways. The ball expands to the size of a dinner plate as a scaly, clawed hand reaches through it as the scene fades to black. :
Cathy: How many times is it now?
Zybala: I don't know. I think somewhere around a hundred? I lost count after sixty-four….
Cathy: What the hell is happening?! Did we die? Is someone playing a horrible prank on us?
Zybala: How would it be a prank? We left the room and walked into the exact same spot, in the exact same direction, with snacks and drinks refilled. I took a crap in the corner before we left and when we got back, it was gone! No stain, no smell, nothing. Nobody I know can bend space/time. We probably died….
Cathy: What about the kittens?! Who's going to feed them and love them?!
Zybala: They'll be fine for a little while. They'll probably knock their food bag off of the table and tear it open. We just filled up all the water dishes, so they'll have a lot of water to drink.
Cathy: Not so dumb to have a bowl on all the rooms now, is it??
Zybala: Yeah, yeah. You're smart. Shit, what about our family and friends? Do you think anyone is looking for us? Maybe Houston will send someone to look for me because he knows I would never be a no-show against him…
: Cathy's eye begins to twitch at the mention of Houston's name. She turns to look at Zybala with hatred all over her face. :
Cathy: Enough about Ed! I've seen enough of him to last a lifetime! Which apparently is how long I'll be seeing his face!
Zybala: I feel the same way! At least you're only seeing a movie! Imagine getting hit by the guy repeatedly for what feels like at least once a month for the past eight years! I'm sooooo sorry when you see him it's while eating popcorn and sitting in a fucking private screening room!
: The couple start arguing more when a whirling wall of light opens up in the middle of the doorway. The sound of wind rushing fills the room as a strong gust comes out of the light. The couple stops bickering and stares at the light. Zybala takes a step forward to investigate but Cathy holds him back. A figure steps out of the light. It's an average looking brunette woman in a lab coat and safety goggles. She has what seems to be a harness wrapped across her chest and a walkie talkie in her hand. Zybala stares in amazement. He shouts to be heard over the wind. :
Zybala: Schwartz?! What the hell is going on?! What the hell is that?!
Schwartz: No time to explain! Grab on to me and hold tight! Both of you!
: The Zybala's walk over to Dr. Schwartz and do as they're told; wrapping their arms around the scientist. When they grab hold, Schwartz clicks a button on the walkie-talkie. :
Schwartz: I got them!! Reel us in! Now!
: The three are then suddenly pulled through the light and it disappears. It wouldn't be much of a rp if we didn't follow, so let's do just that. The trio appear through another wall of light into what looks to be a science lab. When they pass the light, we hear the sound of some machine powering down and the light dissolves. In its place stands two archways. We see other scientists standing at computer consoles and one manning a crank attached to a rope that was attached to Schwartz's harness; which she begins to take off. Zybala and Cathy look around with relief in their faces. They hug and start apologizing for fighting. Zybala then looks at Schwartz. :
Zybala: What the hell happened to us, Doc? We kept reliving the same moment over and over. Please dumb it down for us. No scientific speak.
Schwartz: The best we can come up with is that you guys were stuck in a continuous temporal loop anomaly. Imagine a c.d.player with the "repeat" button stuck. We've been noticing little pockets popping up all over the place. Nothing as severe as what you were stuck in. The other pockets seem just like a case of dejá vu. You guys got the worst. I'm just glad this portal generator actually worked. We had a forty percent chance of it actually working the way it did and not sending us into another dimension….
Cathy: Why do you have equipment to monitor that kind of stuff? I thought you guys were just building dorky robots here…
Schwartz: That would be a question for your husband.
: Cathy turns to Zybala and narrows her eyes. :
Cathy: What did you do???
Zybala: Nothing!
Cathy: Michael Thomas Zybala! What. Did. You. Do?!
Zybala: Ah geez, the full name. Well, I kind of had these guy experiment with different multiversal theories like Occam's Razor, Black Hole cosmology, Anthropic principle, stuff like that and see what would work. Maybe cherry pick different parts of each theory to see if that would work.Maybe toss in some Doctor Who and Rick & Morty stuff to spice it up…
Cathy: For what reason!?!
Zybala:.... Promise not to be mad??
Cathy: No. Tell me!
Zybala: I wanted to see if there was a universe where Ed and I made a sequel to Meteor and ask them how they did it so I could convince our Houston to do it….
Cathy:................. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!? YOU RISKED BREAKING SPACE/TIME JUST FOR A FUCKING MOVIE?!? HOW DUMB ARE YOU?!?
Zybala: Not very if I hired these smart people that developed technology to time loops and portals to save us.
Cathy: Yes, very dumb! You're dumb, bit THEY'RE smart. Jesus Christ! You could have just been an adult and TALKED to Ed before all of this happened!
Zybala: I tried during our last match against each other.
Cathy: Probably because he was focused on the match! Did you try after?
Zybala: Kinda. We both half-heartedly talked about it, but nothing serious. Then I thought he wanted his after we lost the tag titles. I was taking baby steps when I asked for his help me in my match against Vaughn.
Cathy: What about after? You both are big nerds. You could have just talked about making your Under the Lights match for the rights to the movie, or the winner gets to be executive director, or even just themed around the movie. Why do I have to tell you this?! You're an adult!
Zybala: Honestly, I just thought Ed was tired of dealing with me. He always seemed so preoccupied lately whenever I tried to talk to him. I thought he would be just as jaded by our upcoming match as I was. Sure, who ever wins would be breaking their losing streak and that's important. Especially for me, since I haven't won on an OCW pay-per-view in over four years. It would be great to finally scratch that itch, but Ed and I have been so fifty-fifty against each other, it could really go either way. We know each other so well in the ring that nothing surprises us anymore. God, people are probably going to bet on the over/under of how many Superkick attempts we'll try; especially how a certain author writes my matches.
: Everyone turns to look at a person in Texas. We all know who is being referred. Probably costing myself the match with this comment, but it's just a game. Cathy then turns back to her husband and holds out her hand. :
Cathy: Give me your phone.
Zybala: What? Why?
Cathy: Nuh-uh. You don't get to ask questions after the shit you pulled. Phone. Now!
: Zybala grumbles as he digs his phone out of his pocket and hands it to Cathy. She starts tapping away at the screen and a few minutes later she gives the phone back to a confused Mike. He pockets the device. :
Zybala: What did you do?
Cathy: I acted like the adult you should have been. I used your email to message Ed about seriously making your stupid movie and Venmoed him twenty million from you account saying it was to help get the project off of the ground. You're welcome.
Zybala: Excuse me?! You can't just hand out my money like its candy at Halloween! Get it back!
Cathy: Sure, tell Ed that you changed your mind. You could try to beat the money out of him when you face him. Ruin the dream again. Prove him right and take full blame for the movie not happening. Or you can let what's done be done and actually focus on the match with Ed, shake hands at the end no matter who wins, then go off to make your stupid movie so I never have to hear this stupid argument between you two again!
: Zybala stares mouth open at his wife as he processes all of this. :
Zybala: What if he doesn't want to work with me if I beat him? There are no rules for any of the matches at Under The Light and he might feel I was too aggressive with chair shots or whatever? I'm not saying Ed is fragile or anything. I'm just saying that when the rules are gone, I kinda go a little wild in matches.
Cathy: Then he'll do the same thing! You're over thinking about it. You're both professionals. You're both friends. Just toss him a chair when you grab one and go to town on each other. Maybe you'll knock some common sense into each other.
Zybala: You're not worried that I'll get hurt?
Cathy: Not in this moment. I'm still pissed at you. But you taking everyone here out for dinner would be a nice start to make up for it.
Zybala: But I have to go train to fight Ed. I like these once a month shows and everything, but it's a double edged sword. It gives the body time to recover, but it also let's a little ring rust set in. I can't have any of that if I'm going to win my first match in this new OCW.
Cathy: And you can do all of that starting tomorrow. Tonight, you need to get back into my good graces. No more Ed talk. Let's go everyone, I'm starving.
: Without another word, Cathy starts walking towards what we can assume is the exit. The scientists follow her, because who turns down a free meal. Zybala shrugs and follows the group out of a door that is most likely the exit. The lights in the room shut off except for a small ball of light in the middle of the archways. The ball expands to the size of a dinner plate as a scaly, clawed hand reaches through it as the scene fades to black. :