Post by Curt Canon on Apr 19, 2014 13:59:26 GMT -5
~The scene opens with Curt and James in front of a box in front of a boulder, to the faint sound of "The Right Stuff" by New Kids on the Block playing.~
James: What the hell is that?
Curt: New Kids on the Block, it's my ring tone.
James: Are you going to answer it?
Curt: Yep.
~Curt reaches into his pocket and takes out his phone. He looks down at the screen and sees that it is an unknown caller. Curt would usually ignore these types of calls because when you are huge super mega start like him you can never be to careful, but for some reason today in the woods, under the sun, in front of a box in front of a boulder, with his best friend he did just that and let it go to voice mail~
James: Who was it?
Curt: Unknown.
James: And you did not answer it because?
Curt: Because James when you are a huge mega superstar like me you can never be to careful, or did you forget what it was like to be in the spotlight?
James: Curt, my dear friend...you have not been in the spotlight for years.
Curt: Oh yeah, then why were the ratings the highest on Massacre Monday night when Scott and I had our staring contest?
James: Because Scott Syren was on t.v..
Curt: Man why you always gotta be wastin my flava!!??
James: You need to stop watching that movie.
Curt: Can't Hardly Wait is a classic, there is no way I am ever going to stop my biweekly tradition of watching it.
James: And you wonder why you are single.
Curt: (Stands there with a puzzled look on hos face while trying to think of a comeback.) You are.
James: Moving on......shall we?
~James and Curt simultaneously look at the box they just plucked from the ground and decide its a good idea to finally open it. There is no lock or any trick to the box, it is just an old wooden box with a flip lid. Curt grabs the front left corner as James grabs the right.~
James: Alright on the count of 3.
Curt: Alright....
Curt and James: 1...2....
Curt: Wait! On 3 or after 3.
James: Does it really matter?
Curt: Yes.
James: (Shakes his head) Fine...on 3.
Curt: Great okay, ready?
James: Ready.
Curt and James: 1...2...3.....
~They open the wooden box with ease and while Curt gets a wide happiest guy in the world smile on his face, James looks disappointed.~
James: Why did you bury this stuff?
Curt: I thought I was done with it.
James: So you decided that you did not want to look at it anymore.
Curt: To many bad memories.
James: How is this a bad memory?
~James reaches into the box and pulls out a picture frame with the words B.F.F for life on it. In between the B and the first F there is a small painted in U. The picture itself is of James, Curt, Silverfreak and Scotty Syren standing in the ring the night Extremely Dangerous joined B.U.F.F and beat down Scorpion.~
Curt: Well, its just...because we left OCW and lost contact with everyone. Monday night was the first time Scott and I have been face to face in years, and god only knows what FrEak has been up to.
James: What are you a 15 year old girl going through a break up? You just don't go throwing your past in to boxes and burying them in the woods. What else do you have in here?
Curt: Oh ya know the usually bad memory things I don't want to see or touch ever again stuff. Like take this for example:
~Curt reaches into the box and pulls out an old Dangerously Extreme shirt.~
James: Ha! That is awesome, why would you keep that in there?
Curt: Because, we lost our name and our titles in a unification match how is that awesome?
James: Come on Curt, it was not that big of a deal we reversed our name for like 2 months and everything was back to normal...when did you become so soft?
Curt: When I found out Alf was a puppet...
James: You seriously need help.
~Curt and James keep digging through the box, they pull out old posters, championship belts, pictures, t-shirts, dvds, David the stuffed Mets teddy bear (from Curts ICWF days), and at the very bottom under all of it laying there they see Curts DareDevil mask.~
Curt: I thought I lost this.
~Curt reaches into the box grabs the mask and slowly pulls it out. He stares at it for a minute, while the memories of his past start swirling around in his head. He remembers when he first started training to wrestle, when he first decided to wear a mask, and his first few independent matches. Most importantly though he remembers his first OCW match against the undefeated OCW heavyweight champion Lurrr. Curt starts to get a sly almost creepy smirk on his face as he slowly looks up from the mask.~
James: What the hell?
Curt: It all makes sense to me again James.
James: What does?
Curt: Life, everything, OCW....We should have never left, I should have never left. I beat Lurrr.
James: Yeah so have 3 other guys whats your point?
Curt: I was the first, I dethroned the undefeated Champion. Lurrr was 10-0 until I came along. Not only did I beat him and take his title, I made him leave.
James: He was gone for like 5 months.
Curt: Its principle James don't you get it? That should have been my Hall of Fame spot. All his accomplishments should have been mine. I was young, dumb and naive. I let the fame get to my head, I didn't care about my future and my legacy, I lived day by day...you saw it you were right there with me.
James: That is why I got out when I did Curt. It was becoming to much, we were not focused anymore. You were just like me, you lost the passion you lost your heart.
Curt: You are right I did loose it, hell when I went to Massacre on Monday I was not even sure I fully had it back. But here, now, in this moment staring at this mask in my hands I found my heart again...I found my passion. I'm back in OCW to accomplish one thing and my road there starts with you Richard.
James: Here we go....
Curt: This Monday night Richard you go one on one with a future OCW Hall of Famer in the first ever rodeo clown match.
James: Do we still not know what that is?
Curt: Nope. It does not matter what it is though, from what I hear of you Richard this is not your first rodeo. You have been clowning around in these things for years which leaves me at a disadvantage. You know the lay of the land, you know the inner workings of barrels and dirt and sand, you know how the bulls will react to crazy rowdy humans.
James: Will there even be bulls?
Curt: I honestly have no idea.
James: Well I'm glad you got you have your time in the spotlight again....there is no telling what is going to happen in this match or if you will be able to wrestle after it.
Curt: Thanks for the boost of confidence.
James: Glad I can help....did I mention this kid has an orange belt.
Curt: Yeah but orange is no black.
James: Right, orange is the new black.
Curt: What! They just can't go changing the color order of the belts in martial arts. I could have beat an orange belt, I do not think there is anyway for me to beat a black belt....
James: I can't believe you actually took that literally dethroner of Lurrr.
Curt:(Looks around confused) Shut up James!...So he is an orange belt?
James: Yes Curt, Richard is an orange belt.
Curt: Sweet! The only way this kid is going to beat me is if I get gored by a bull, then I will be dead and never get into the Hall of Fame, so grand scheme of things his win would not even count against me.
James: Your logic is astounding. Option 2: The bull does not kill you...it will just maim an paralyze you making Richards victory totally relevant shooting him to superstardom and getting him a place in the Hall of Fame. Just go with me on this. You can be Richards Lurrr.
Curt: Well I do not think I like option 2, I do not ever wanna be anyone Lurrr. We do not even know if there will be bulls, so lets just stick with option 1 where I beat Richard down, take his orange belt and hog tie him in the middle of the dirt where the bulls can have their way with him.
James: If there are bulls.
Curt: There may be bulls.
~As Curt stands up to put his Daredevil mask in his pocket his cell phone falls out and he realizes that he completely forgot about the phone call he ignored earlier. He picks the phone up, dials his voice mail and put it on speaker so James can hear.~
Unknown Caller: Hey man, I just wanted to say thank you. The whole wrestling thing was starting to wear me down... I didn't know how long I could keep going with the day to day grind of dealing with all of Dean's ridiculous shit. But that staring contest last Monday has completely changed my outlook on competing in OCW. It was the most intense showdown I've ever been a part of. You made me feel alive again, and if there's any way I can ever repay you for that, just let me know. I've already started a petition to have you added to the OCW Hall of Fame... I have one signature so far, but I signed my name really big so it probably counts as like three signatures.
~Curt and James look up at each other with a slightly humorous slightly confused look on their faces.~
James: Well that was unexpected.
Curt: Who would have thought that after all these years he still has my number.
James: Obviously you don't have his.
Curt: I kept forgetting to add it each time I got a new phone.
James: Well it looks like you are well on your way to getting your Hall of Fame spot, and all it took was gazing into another mans eyes to make him feel alive.
Curt: You make it sound weird.
James: What, no there is nothing weird about it...hey I have an idea.
Curt: Whats that?
James: Instead of going through with this life threatening rodeo clown match on Monday why dont you show up to the arena, march into Deans office tell him to get Lurrr and every other important person in OCW together line them up, gaze in to their eyes and make them feel alive get them to sing the petition and move on with your life.
Curt: Look, there is nothing wrong with two old friends who have not seen each other in ages having a staring contest while wearing tights in front of thousands of people.
James: Ha how can I argue when you put it that way.
Curt: You are an asshole., lets go get a beer help me put this stuff back in the box.
James: Are you going to make me bury it again?
Curt: No I will bring in the house tomorrow, its not that far.
~Curt and James start putting everything except the DareDevil mask back into the box. When they are finished they turn around and start walking out of the woods. A few feet away from the edge of the woods there are a couple of lawn chairs with a cooler sitting in between them. Curt and James each take a seat and reach into the cooler each pulling out a beer.~
James: This is delicious.
Curt: Right, all that digging and the trip down memory lane really made me tired.
James: You really did not dig.
Curt: True but the older I get the longer memory lane gets....its miles and miles long, we should drive next time.
James: You really are a genius.
~With that James extends his beer to cheers Curt, they clank bottles and each take a sip. Curt lays back and looks up at the sky not thinking about the long road he has ahead of him. He smiles knowing that not only has he finally regained his heart and found his passion but that his best friend has his back....his look and demeanor quickly changes though has he remember the voice message and realizes that he has no idea what to expect from his former ally. The camera starts to zoom out and you see a pool to the right of Extremely Dangerous, a house in front of them, and "the woods" right behind them all surrounded by a fence. The screen fades to black.~
