Post by Damon Graves on Dec 4, 2016 19:11:44 GMT -5
Flashback
1964
Souda Bay, near the village of Mouzouras
Isle of Crete
Greece
Scene opens with a group of three sailors walking the village streets in their dress uniforms, talking amongst themselves.
Sailor: Damn, I couldn't wait to get some shore leave....
Sailor 2: Gonna cut loose and get totally trashed. What about you, Adams?
Adams: Dunno, but I'm sure I'll find something interesting to do...
Sailor 2: Well, we sure as hell aren't gonna have any fun around here.....
With that, the three seamen continue on their way.
LATER THAT DAY
Seaman Adams is strolling along by himself, when his gaze lands on a statuesque raven-haired beauty coming out of a local shop. Their eyes meet and the young woman brings her hand up to her mouth to hide a giggle.
Woman: Are you lost?
If his eyes could grow any wider, they would have filled his entire face.
Adams: You speak English?
Woman: Yes. It makes working near the base much easier… But forgive me. My name is Sofia. And you are?
Adams: Dumbstruck….
Sofia smiles.
Sofia: It is nice to meet you, Mr Dumbstruck...
Adams: Oh, er… Theodore. My name is Theodore, but my friends call me Ted.
She looks at the name tag attached to his uniform.
Sofia: Very well, Theodore…. Adams. Perhaps I may see you around.
She turns to leave.
Adams: Wait!
She turns back around.
Adams: Please.. Call me Ted.
Sofia: Oh, so we are friends now?
Adams: I would like to be….
Sofia: One never knows….
She turns and walks away, leaving Ted standing there in a daze.
PRESENT DAY
Rebel Ink Tattoo Studio
Las Vegas, Nevada
Scene opens inside the booth set aside for one of the owners, Redemption Wrestling superstar Damon Graves. He's busy working on the leg of a stunning older woman with light brown hair. In the background, some of the employees can be heard commenting.
Man: Lucky fucker.... he has this smoking hot wife and he STILL gets all the good-looking canvases.
Girl: Let it go, Ryan. That's his mother-in-law. She requested him personally. Look at it this way… if you’re going in for your first tattoo, wouldn’t you rather have it done by someone you’re familiar with?
Ryan: Yeah, you have a point, there.
The camera pulls in over his shoulder to show that he is working on a tattoo of the Spanish flag peeking through numerous skin tears.
Damon: How are you holding up, Lorena?
Lorena: It doesn't hurt as much as I suspected it would. My daughter wasn't lying when she said that you were mostly painless….
As Damon leans back down, a pair of dog tags drops down into view. He swipes at them in annoyance. Lorena notices them and her eyebrows go up.
Lorena: I didn’t know you were in the military, Damon.
Damon: Oh, no. These were my grandfathers. He gave them to me a long time ago. He was in the Navy when he met my grandmother...
Lorena: He must have loved you, and her, very much.
Damon: I’d like to think that he still does.
Damon wipes away the last of the excess ink on Lorena’s leg.
Damon: There we go… finished.
Lorena looks down at the finished artwork on her leg.
Lorena: Thank you, Damon.
Damon: You’re welcome, Lorena,
Lorena gets to her feet while Damon starts cleaning up his workstation.
Damon exits the tattoo studio and crosses the parking lot to where his car is parked. Before he gets inside, he leans up against the hood.
Damon: Ah, the holidays.....
A time for giving...
This time of year, there's no exception for Rebel Ink. We are in a giving mood; in two weeks at Winter Solstice: Night 1, we'll be giving Chaos Love the gift of a monumental ass whooping, and in turn, we'll be giving ourselves the Redemption Wrestling Tag Team Championships. But between then and now, there's just a teensy bit of business for me to take care of. Actually, I shouldn't even call it business; business is something you do because you HAVE to. No, what I need to take care of this week is gonna be a lot of fun.... well, fun for ME, at least.
I get to take care of one Mr. RC Tucker, the "Chaos" portion of Chaos Love. Buddy, what you pulled two weeks ago wasn't chaotic at all. I knew from the moment that you and your wife were named the referees in our match vs The Pride, you would find some way to fuck things up, and for once, you didn't disappoint. The only surprise in that match was the fact that The Pride beat us to the punch..... literally. Knowing Avery Miles III the way we do, it was slightly out of character for him to snap like that. We honestly thought that WE would have knocked the piss outta you first.
But hey, all in good fun, right? Who cares if you made a mockery of our match?
WE care.
You got to have your fun, now we get to have ours. Aurora gets to beat the cheap hair dye out of Daisy's nappy head, while I get to knock your teeth into the fifth row. But don't worry, Tucker; we won't COMPLETELY destroy you. After all, we want to have SOMETHING left to play with at the Pay-per-view, right?
When I was a kid, there were times where somebody tried to give me RC Cola. What does that have to do with anything? Bear with me, there IS a point. Fact is, I HATED that shit! No matter how you tried to doctor it up, it just didn't compare to the real thing. THAT is the point I’m trying to make, asshat; just like RC Cola, you’re just a pale imitation, a second-rate knockoff of a REAL wrestler. You and Carrot Top have been trounced at every turn ever since you lucked into winning the belts. Even a blind man can see that you have no business stepping foot in that ring against true competitors. But you do, and for whatever reason, no matter how many ass-kickings you take, you just can’t seem to get it through your thick skull that you’re totally outclassed.
Damon stands up.
Damon: This week, it isn’t about the Tag Team Championships, Tucker. And honestly, it isn’t even about the shitty job you and your wife did as referees. It’s about me and my wife doing Devlin Scott a huge favor by demonstrating to him that some parts of IPW should have been left to rot. So, I’m going to see how many ways I can make you hurt, but I’m going to make sure to leave your eyes intact. That way, you can watch while my wife takes that vegetable you’re married to and shreds her like a salad topping. This is going to be a taste of what’s going to happen at Winter Solstice, and I for one, can’t wait!
Damon opens the door to his car and gets in. Scene ends as he starts the engine and drives off.
