Post by The Circle Television Network on Aug 23, 2014 10:02:44 GMT -5
CTN Towers
New York City, New York
23 August 2014
Maleek Raheem sat in the green room as he went over the last few details of his show. This was going to be the first show he had done since coming back from the disastrous vacation he had taken with Summer St. Clair. He had done what he could to erase the memory from his mind…but he was still seething with anger.
“So…I couldn’t help but to notice that you pretty much failed miserably in your bid to break up Sidney and Summer.”
Raheem stopped what he was doing, but never glanced up as he sighed heavily. “You gonna bust my balls on that Dom?”
Domino walked in and stood over him. “You said that you had this…you said that you were going to break up Reality Bites. You were going to have Summer St. Clair eating out of your hand!” She put her hands on her hips. “Sid and Summer are still thick as thieves!”
Raheem tossed his prep book aside and stood up, staring Domino in the eye. “LOOK! I have been doin’ my part to get us to where we need to be! I have trashed her in video and in print…but she keeps on turnin’ up like a bad fuckin’ penny!” He pointed at her, “I don’t see you doin’ shit but bitchin’!”
Domino didn’t back down from his blustery challenge. “Who do you think got Sid ousted from the Queen of the Ring tournament? That was me! It took a fair amount of convincing on my part…but the deed was done and Grey isn’t going to even have an opportunity at winning that accolade!” She eyed him, “I asked you to do one simple thing…break her alliance with Summer…and you fucked that all up! If she still wins her little ‘I Quit Match’ on Sunday…I have just wasted my time!”
Raheem leaned down to look her directly in the eye. “She’s not beatin’ Crystal in that match…that’s a promise…”
“So sure are we?” Domino countered, “I recall hearing something similar two weeks ago.”
Raheem grinned, “Well…that was then and this is now. You see, you aren’t the only one who can talk to LAW Management and make things happen.”
Domino gave him a suspicious look. “What did you do?”
His smile broadened, “Let’s just say…Sidney Grey doesn’t stand a snowball’s chance in hell of winnin’ that match!”
Domino was curious and she was about to force him to tell her straight, but an assistant stuck her head in the door, “You’re on in five!”
Raheem glared at the woman, “Would you mind knocking next time?”
She shrugged, “Sorry…the doors are soundproof.” The girl closed the door, leaving the two of them alone again.
Domino turned and looked back at Raheem, “We’ll finish this after your show. I need to know about this little Ace in the hole you have been bragging about.”
Raheem grinned as Domino walked out, closing the door behind her. He turned back and rubbed his hands together. What he had planned was pure genius…and regardless of the fast one that Sid had pulled on him in Tiaman…there was no way in hell that she was going to escape Queen of The Ring with a win over Crystal. “Yeah bitch…you won one battle…but your old ass aint gonna win th’ damn war!”
Raheem checked himself in the mirror once more and nodded, satisfied with his appearance, then turned and headed for the studio. He was going to bury Sid on this show…and his announcement at the end was just going to be icing on the cake. When he reached for the door and started to head out, he nearly ran into it. “WHAT TH’ HELL?!” He grabbed the doorknob and shook it, but the door didn’t budge.
He pounded his fist on the heavy door and yelled, but no one could hear him…then he remembered…the room was soundproof…
THE RAP UP! THE RUN DOWN!
Episode #1
23 August 2014
This television program is rated TV-MA for mature audiences. It contains strong language and sexual themes; it is not intended for younger viewers.
The cameras zoomed out over the crowd as they prepared for the return of ‘The Rap Up!’ They roared and cheered, getting ready for the star of the show.
Sidney Grey walked out and the crowd fell silent as they expected Maleek Raheem to make his return. Sid grinned broadly as she waved to the fans and blew them kisses while making her way to the couch.
She sat down in Raheem’s usual chair and bounced around in it to get herself comfortable. After settling in, she laced her fingers and looked out into the audience. “I am so glad that you could all come out to the show today! As you can see…I will be filling in as your host for today’s show!” Sid ignored the murmurs from the crowd.
“Okay! We are just hours away from LAW’s big Queen of the Ring spectacular!” She smirked, “Now…while I won’t be getting the chance to become the Queen of the Ring…as everyone knows I would have…I will be at the show to make an impact, but we will get to that later. Right now, I would like to turn everyone’s attention to the stacked card that we have.”
A graphic of the first match of the night was displayed. “The opening round of curtain jerkers features Jennifer Drew going up against Miyoko Reeves…or as I like to call it, a battle of nobodies! To be honest, I am offended that either of these two are in the Queen of the Ring…considering the talent that isn’t in there!” She pointed to herself.
The fans boo’ed her verbal jab at the two women, though she pretended not to notice. “Yeah, they both suck! If it is at all possible that neither woman advances, that would be the outcome that I would hope for! Jennifer Drew is a horrible looking woman...so much so that a majority of the fans would literally claw out their eyes if they had to see her more than once a night!” Sid paused in thoughtful consideration. “You know…the thing that really irks me about Drew isn’t the fact that she looks like she beaten half to death with an ugly stick…it’s the fact that she’s a quitter!” Sid inched forward, addressing the woman directly. “Listen up Drew…it sounds to me like you were a much more interesting person when you were on heroin. Do yourself a favor…climb back on that horse, because you could use a personality transplant…and no one likes a fucking quitter!”
The fans boo and yell at Sid’s very unconventional and non-PC advice to Jennifer Drew, but she doesn’t miss a beat as she moves on. “As for Miyoko Reeves…with her pedigree she should be tearing this place down…but instead of taking people out…she’d do better delivering takeout!”
Sid elicits more boos for her insensitive comments.
Sid rolls her eyes as she blows off the crowd reaction. “You all know that I’m right! If anyone is actually considering being late to the event…don’t feel bad, you won’t be missing anything!”
A graphic is displayed for the next match between Gabrielle Salinas and Keira Fisher. “Okay…now things are getting more interesting…but not by much! Brie Salinas is a great talent with a great attitude. She’s got a bright future here in LAW…unfortunately she has to wrestle against a chick that has absolutely no idea where she is or what the fuck she’s suppose to be doing! Plain and simple, Keira Fisher is in desperate need of a mental health check up. I hate it when someone is living in a fantasy world where they believe that they are something that they are not…and NO…I don’t mean the fantasy where she is some kind of superhuman rage beast…I mean the one where she thinks she can actually wrestle!”
The fans boo her as she insults the wife of LAW’s Head of Security. Sid chuckles as she waves them off. “Keira Fisher is not only a wasted spot in a tournament that I should be in…but she is a waste of air that some jobber could be breathing!”
Sid looks into the camera, “Brie, Honey…I am so sorry that you got stuck in a match with Sybil…but look at the bright side…at least you get a free pass to the next round! If it had me that you were facing… you’d be one and done!”
This more pointed jab at ‘The Vain Angel’ gets some “Ooooohs and Ahhhhhha” from the crowd. Sid shrugged, “Hey…don’t get me wrong…I’m a complete and total fan! I loved watching you ‘Morgan Spurlock’ those bitches this week. If you ask me…you were spot on…but at the end of the day, beating a bunch of jobbers doesn’t make you special…when this whole roster knows that the one woman you could never emulate isn’t in the tournament! I hope you win it all Brie…I hope you come out on top…not because you’re the Queen of LAW, but because I think you’re at least smart enough to know that you’re, at best…runner up!”
Sid smiles deviously before moving on. The next graphic comes up of Evelya Taylor taking on Mackenzie Roberts.
“FINALLY! We get to see something that we have all been waiting for…to be two more matches from seeing me kick the holy hell out of Crystal Hilton!” She smiles while the fans show their contempt for her disrespect toward two of the women who have had some of the most heated exchanges of all the Queen of the Ring matches.
Sid sighs as she examines her nails, “Look, no disrespect towards Mackenzie Roberts…to be perfectly honest, I am a fan of the whole ‘bad girl’ attitude…especially since I invented it, but let’s face facts here…you’re going up against a woman who MUST be great in the ring…since she is terrible at doing hair! Did you see her fucking split ends?!! Her hair looks like a damn mop head!”
The crowd boos as some yell out that Evie is actually a receptionist. Sid flips them off. “I KNOW SHE’S A RECEPTIONIST, THEY DON’T ALLOW RETARDS TO HOLD SCISSORS!!” This sends the crowd into a frenzy and Sid roars with laughter. “I’m sorry…I’m kidding…totally kidding! We all know that there is nothing special about Evie!” Sid claps her hands, “HA!! I TOTALLY GOT IN ANOTHER RETARD JOKE!”
She waits for the boos to die down before address this match again. “All kidding aside…Mackenzie, as much as I like you…I have to feel that you are at a horrible disadvantage in this match. You are facing a woman who is use to being bounced around like a ping pong ball, so if you want to win this match…you are going to have to outsmart her. I recommend sprinkling pennies around the ring…you know how much THOSE people like eating them!” She laughed again, “Totally did another retard joke!”
The graphic comes up for Jenny Williams taking on Nyako. Sid’s mood seems to darken a bit. She gestures for the camera to tighten up on her face as she speaks directly to ‘The Korean Natural Disaster.’ “Look here Nyako! I know you THINK that you I have a problem…but we don’t have a problem. You see, I was trying to do you a fucking favor when I put your loony toons sister out of LAW! Instead of jumping me and Summer from behind like a damn coward, you should be thanking me! Everyone knows that Oni is a dangerous bi-polar freak and it’s only a matter of time before she cracks and everyone here in LAW suffers for it!”
“Take a good hard listen to what I said and you’ll know that I’m giving it to your ass straight! You can take what I said and move along…or you can keep being an ass and sticking your nose in where it doesn’t belong until Summer and I are forced to shove it through the back of your idiot head! Bottom line here Sweetie…stay out of my face and mind your business…or the next competition you’ll find yourself in is a fucking wheelchair race against your crazy ass sister in the hospital!”
Sid sat back, “As for you Jenny Williams…I hope you beat Nyako…I hope you advance to the finals and win the whole damn thing. Trust me, it’s not because I like you or because I hate Nyako…it’s because I already humbled The Doc…and I now I want to make sure that her little partner doesn’t feel left out!”
Sid stood up and walked the length of the stage as she address the crowd with the spotlight shining down on her. “With very few fucking exceptions…the entire Queen of the Ring is a huge joke without me in it! Everyone knows that Sid draws and puts asses in seats! Whether you love me…” the fans boo so loud that the studio shakes. Sid smirks, “…or if you hate me…” an equally loud cheer erupts and she shakes her head, “…the fact of the matter is that I put LAW on the fucking map! People tune in to see ME!! Do you think they are watching LAW to see people like Gabby Camacho and her giant fat ass?!!”
The crowd cheers and a “Gabby” chant begins when the graphic is displayed of Gabby Camacho and Summer St. Clair. Sid sighs and shakes her head. “What a bunch of mindless sheep! CTN tells you all that Gabby is great, and you all eat it up like it’s the damn gospel, but it’s not! She has a Marquee Title opportunity because she was in the right damn place at the right damn time! Summer St. Clair is going to put that bitch in her place and retain her title…PERIOD!”
The “Gabby” chants continue, but Sid merely rolls her eyes. “You are all a bunch of performing chimps…yelling out the names you think people want to hear. The same way that Lucas Dupree actually thinks that people want to see a pair of delusional douche rags rolling around in the ring slapping each other’s asses for the LAW Championship!”
The graphic of Kate Steele and The Doc appears. Sid chuckles, “Kate Steele verses The Doc? HELL NO!! Little Miss Ultra-BORING couldn’t sell a match if her life depended on it! People want to see her wrestle The Doc like people want to watch paint dry!”
The crowd is divided on who they would like to see win, but the general consensus is that Sid is wrong and out of line with her comments. “You know…for a time I thought that The Doc was something special. I mean, the bitch was on a tear until she lost to Nyako…whether by hook or by crook. You see, that was a defining moment for her and to be honest, I was looking forward to seeing what she had to say and what she was going to do…”
Sid paused and there was complete and utter silence…
“Wow…it’s like the sound of one hand clapping…”
More silence…
“Nothing…that is what she said…and that is what she did. Fast forward to the last episode of LAW and she finds herself facing…quite obviously her biggest challenge…EVER!” Sid points to herself, again and they all boo her on cue. Sid paces back and forth, ranting to the crowd. “This is it! Surely this is it! She will have words to say about what happened to her…she will have venom for the things I have said…she might even have a word or two for Kate Steele!”
Sid pauses and waits once more…
There is still just more silence…
Sid looks up to the ceiling and shakes her head. “This is your number one contender? This is the woman that is suppose to help excite the crowd when she challenges for the top title in the business?” Sid pointed to the crowd as she stalked back across the stage. “I beat The Doc right square in the middle…ONE! TWO! THREE! I made it look so fucking easy…because…it was!!”
The crowd booed her revisionist history, but it was of little consequence. “Finally…she speaks…finally we get to hear from our vaunted number one contender…with her ‘sweet fucking jugs’ and what do we get? Her spouting off about how epic her run has been…nothing about the fact that she has been a LOSER in her last two outings…and maybe even a third on Sunday.”
The crowd finally goes silent. “This championship match is a BUST…and everyone knows it! I was fooled into thinking that Doc was something special and she was going to beat our absentee champion Kate Steele…but I couldn’t be more wrong if I tried! At least Kate has the BALLS to talk about what’s real around her!”
The crowd cheered at the compliment that Sid paid the champion, but she quickly waved that off. “NO! NO! NO!! You don’t get to cheer Kate Steele either…she’s just as much the shits as The Doc is! She’s a horrible champion…living on her past so-called glories! Do you know what you call a fucking turd that smells less shitty than the other turds? A FUCKING TURD!”
The fans boo and jeer, but Sid shrugs. “Why aren’t Steele and The Doc trying to steal the show and give the fans something epic or memorable? They can’t do it…they are both a couple of pretenders! Do yourselves a favor people…go out and take a piss, grab a hot dog, or better yet…hop in your cars and get a jump on the traffic leaving the arena when this garbage match happens. The fact of the matter is that whomever wins is just a place holder for whomever wins the Queen of the Ring when it is all said and done!”
“Point blank bitches…Sidney Grey is the best thing going in LAW! I should be in that tournament…I should be getting crowned Queen of the Ring on Sunday…but instead…someone less worthy is going to have that honor…MY HONOR!!” Sid paced back across the stage watching each and every member in the crowd as they voiced their opinion. She flipped off some and rolled her eyes at others.
“I told the world that whomever wins that accolade will have to answer to me…and that hasn’t changed! I don’t care who it is who wins…before they walk out of that arena calling themselves Queen of the Ring…they are going to get the taste slapped right out of their fucking mouth by ME, right dead in the middle of that arena! It’s not about me showing them disrespect…it’s about them disrespecting ME! I AM THE FUCKING QUEEN OF THE RING!!!”
The graphic appears of Sidney Grey taking on Crystal Hilton in an I Quit Match. The fans cheer and a “Let’s Go Crystal” chant starts. Sidney stands there staring out into the crowd. “Yeah…cheer her…scream her fucking name! I want you to get it all out of your systems right now, because after Sunday night…you will NEVER get to chant her name again in LAW! Crystal Hilton has been a thorn in my side since day one…but after I finally get her all to myself…it all comes to a glorious end!”
Sid turned and paced back and forth like a caged animal. “All of this rage…all of this anger…I get to let it out! Crystal…you insulted me…you tried to humiliate me…you probably sucked off the boss to get me kicked out of Queen of The Ring…and then you demanded to face me.” She stopped pacing and looked into the camera. “Congratulations bitch…now you get to answer to me for all of that shit…but it’s not going to be the fairytale that you think it’s going to be. Sorry to burst your bubble chica…but in real life…she who gets the loudest cheers doesn’t always get her hand raised…OOPS!”
Sid dusted off a spot in the center of the stage and sat down as the spotlights shined on her. “Crystal…I saw your little reality check shoot…and I heard all of things you had to say about yourself. You’re a delusional whore if you think for one moment that all of that nonsense means a damn thing to someone like me! You have done nothing but run your mouth since the moment I set foot in LAW…first you’re a bad girl, then you are a good girl, and now you are a tough girl. Crystal…you have more personalities than Keira Fisher…but the difference between the two of you is that all of your personalities suck!”
“You want to run me down for being a reality star…claiming that I am on the small screen while you are shooting movies and being nominated for Academy Awards? The truth of the matter is that you DO deserve an award if you have EVERY in your fucking life convinced someone that you have done anything great! You see Hilton…you think you know something about me…but you don’t know shit! I, on the other hand, know plenty about you!”
“These idiot fans will cheer for a goddamn broomstick if someone sprinkled some glitter on it and told them that it was special. That’s what you were Crystal…the proverbial broomstick that others made look good after CTN dusted you off and put a little shine to you. A self-promoting whore is just a whore at the end of the day…and that was you.”
Sid put her hand to her mouth and shrugged, “CTN had to put you on the map to make you somebody, but don’t get me wrong…you ran with it…you ran hard and fast girl. KUDOS for that…you gotta do what you gotta do, but don’t bullshit a bullshitter! Claiming that you’re some kind of ‘A-List’ talent because you said so is pathetic and laughable.” She laughed, “I’m a pawn of CTN? Since they made you…how were you any different?!” She held up her hand, “Don’t answer that…allow me to do it!”
“I was somebody in the business when the best parts of you were left dripping down your mother’s leg! I didn’t need anyone to put me on a map or tell anyone how great I was…I proved in the damn middle of the ring, night after night. The same way you prove that you’re a scumbag whore…legs spread…night after night!”
She pointed to her face, “Fast forward and this face is making me more money than you have ever made whoring yourself out on direct to video films! There wasn’t a person on this planet that didn’t see me on the cover of magazines and didn’t want to be me…or screw me!” She smirked, “Nobody has ever wanted to be you…but everyone has screwed you…so you have that going in your favor.”
“Now I have my own television show, and you want to disparage me for it? What have you ever done to top anything that I ever did before you even existed?!” She paused, nodding as she conceded, “You won a World Championship…and that…that is something that I have never done. Of course…you also quit in the ring and lost that World Championship…also…something I have never done. I have never uttered those two words…and I won’t be saying them on Sunday either. You on the other hand…you’re use to quitting, so this will be like a homecoming of sorts for you!”
“Crystal…you and I have had a wonderful run…we’ve bashed each other on the microphone and on television. You’ve posted unflattering photo shopped pictures of me for the world to see. I’ve injured your friends, cracked your skull, and nearly torn off your leg.” She sighed with a look of satisfaction on her face. “Its hard to believe that after all of that…this is our first meeting in the ring. This is old school sweetheart…this is epic shit my friend. This is what Kate Steele and The Doc should have been…but couldn’t. This is what The Queen of the Ring matches should be…but won’t since I am not in it. You and I are part of something special here Hilton…and I hope you realize that…especially since its all going to end so badly for you.”
Sid laughed long and hard. “I love the fact that you are dredging up all your little skeletons from your past…thinking that its going to make one iota of a difference for you on Sunday…because it won’t. Am I suppose to be scared because you are reliving your glory days as part of a group that no one remembers or even cares about? Get real sister! Come join me in the present…where all of the rest of us live! Nothing is going to change for you on Sunday when we finally lock up in front of millions of viewers. You are going to fold and utter the same words you did four years ago when you thought you mattered…you’re going to quit.”
“You are big and bad Crystal…no doubt about that, but you haven’t changed. You might be doing what you can to patch up the old friendships you destroyed…but you’re the same fake you always were. Stevie Wonder can see that you are still that phony piece of trash you were when you broke up the group you claimed was so great and grand! You’re selfish Crystal…and even though the people are cheering you right now, everyone who isn’t a sheep sees you for what you are. When someone outshines you…you have to take them down a few pegs…even if that means running them down or stabbing them in the back!”
“Are you confused? Are you lost? Is this not making any sense to you Hilton? Please indulge me for a moment here. You fucked your best friend’s man…because you wanted to. You destroyed your little stable of misfits and juvenile delinquents! Your life dropped into the toilet after that…and you’ve been a zero ever since! When you laid eyes on me in LAW…with CTN pushing me, you jumped at the chance to recapture your glory days…and you started up with me!” She shrugged, “Maybe you thought that this would be fun and games…maybe you thought we’d just cat around and you’d become relevant again…I really can’t say, but I don’t think you ever dreamed for a moment that you would be on the receiving end of the beatings you have taken from me!”
“Obviously that shot to the head left you loopy since you even shit on Oni and Nyako…the only two reasons why you’re not crippled like your fat ass friend! You aren’t some new improved version of Crystal Hilton…you are the same piece of shit you were back when you were whoring for CTN. Now you are pretending to change your tune…but you are sounding like a broken fucking record to me! You’re pathetic…and anyone who thinks you’re not is just as pathetic as you are!”
“I have taken everything from you without even trying Crystal. I took your spotlight by walking into LAW. I took your friends out when they tried to defend you. I took your title chance away when you thought you’d earned it. Last weekend I took the one good thing you ever did…your ex-boyfriend, Raheem.” Sid rubbed her hands together and grinned, “This weekend is when I finish you off sweetheart…you are going to quit that match…you are going to quit this company…and you are going to quit this sport!”
Sidney dropped the microphone and it hit the floor with a thump and a loud audible feedback as the stage went dark and the show ended…
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