07-16-2013, 01:58 PM
John Austin went through immortal hell at Leap of Faith. His body was bruised. Thumbtacks stuck deep into his back, thanks to Dean McGovern. Even though he did not set out on his quest to become European Champion, John did accomplish something. He along with his new best friends, The Connection, made a impact and took out the World Tag Team champs, Knightmask and forced them to lose their titles. I guess we can say, another job well done for John Austin.
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We begin in a unknown location in Virginia. It is a beautiful eighty five degrees outside. The birds are chirping and the sun is brightly shining down from above. We can hear a loud roar of a Harley Davidson coming down the road, it's John Austin. The bike pulls into the driveway of what looks to be a biker club.
John pulls the bike up near a couple others and parks it. He shuts off the engine and takes off his helmet. The scars and bruises can be seen from a mile away on his face. SUDDENLY!.. the poorly painted red door of the club opens up and out steps what looks like a roadie for the Grateful Dead.
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Heyyy! no wrasslers aloud.
John throws his helmet at the man in a fun gesture. Going back, John as a teen used to ride with a club named The Virginia Hellians...When John started wrestling school, he quit the life and focused on his passion. John gets off the bike and walks over to the man and gives him a big hug.
Damn Frank, it's been too long brotha.
Yeah it has. Oh, we sat around and watched the pay per view last night man. You got your ass whipped boy.
Ehh, what can you say? ... what did you think of the tag title match?
Gawd, you and those boys tore KnightMask a new hole.
Frank walks over to the custom painted Harley Davidson and begins to admire the old school look of the bike
Damn Johnny boy, she's a beauty.
Yeah man, she's been good to me, I must admit. Is Tomas inside?
Yeah...he is inside with his bitch, I think they are back in the office area.
John pats Frank on the back and opens up the big red door. He walks inside and the smell of booze, cigarettes, and marijuana can be smelled from a mile away. The sound of his black combat boots can be heard thumping across the wooden floor. He walks up to a green door and puts his ear to it. The sounds of a girl moaning can be heard. John knocks on the door furiously.
POLICE DEPARTMENT!!!! OPEN UP......WE HAVE A WARRANT FOR YOUR ARREST!
John begins to quietly laugh to himself. We can hear a loud commotion from behind the door. The door opens up and a young female comes out, adjusting her skirt and trying to fix her hair. John starts to walk inside.
Officer I swe.......man fuck you John
*laughs* ...hey I couldn't help myself Tomas. Like I told you before, if you ever want a cameraman, I will be glad to film you and her.
Back story, Tomas is the leader of the Virginia Hellians. He is a walking talking bad-ass that always carries a blade in his boot and a pistol in his holster strap.
Good to see you again John....move some of that mess out of the way and have a seat.
John throws a few magazines out of the old rocking chair and has a seat.
Congrats on the new group man. I liked your speech, you go where the money is at..... *laughs* spoken like a true Hellian.
*laughs* Damn right. Let's just say when I was offered this position in the group and Desmond threw that check my way....I couldn't resist.
I don't blame you man. Hell we were making hand over fist when you were with us. God remember all that coke we pushed.
Yeah I can't forget that man. How we survived that war with the Diablos that summer...I will never know. But I am not here to talk about the past man...I actually came to you for some advice. I have a match this week against a group called The Incredible People.
Incre..... really? ... wow what a name.
Yeah I know man. So check this out, it's three of us from The Connection against these rag tag group of guys. I am not going to bore you with details on who is in the group. Since this is the first time I am associated with a group of guys since with The Hellians, I wanted to get your thoughts on how I should approach this match.
Well John *laughs* .. I am not wrestler. What we do here is real life and not some make believe thing you do out there in the ring. But to answer your question, with a name like that, I would just go in it and take care of business brotha. You and your team-mates just need to go in there and whip some ass. Make these..."incredible" people wish they never manned up and challenged The Connection.
John nods his head in agreement. He pulls a pack of Malbros out his front pocket and pulls a cig out. He offers one to Tomas and he politely shakes his head "no". John lights up "the heater" and takes a few puffs.
I like how Desmond puts this group together and what's our first order of business....taking out three jobbas to the stars.
Hey, sometimes the UN-important individuals are the most difficult to get rid of, ya know?
Yeah man, I understand that. Hell, if anything,... management needs to put in extra on our checks for getting rid of the headache for them. It's like, "we will not fire you, we will just make you hurt real bad."
*laughs* EXACTLY
Come on outside man and check out the ride.
John and Tomas leave the office area and head-outside. We see Frank passed out on the lawn with a multitude of beer cans around him ... haha that damn drunk.
Here she is man...
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Wow John...you really did good for yourself. Better than that last piece of shit you rode when you were here.
Yeah man I know. Tell you what, let's take a ride for old time sake. We can take a INCREDIBLE ride *laughs hysterically*...
*laughs* yeah yeah....let me go get my keys from inside.
John takes one last puff and flicks the cigarette down on the gravel. John grabs his helmet off of the ground from earlier and carefully places it back on his head. Tomas comes out with his keys and hops on his bike. Tomas pulls off first then followed by John. The dual roar of the Harley's can be heard as our scene comes to a abrupt end for now.
We begin in a unknown location in Virginia. It is a beautiful eighty five degrees outside. The birds are chirping and the sun is brightly shining down from above. We can hear a loud roar of a Harley Davidson coming down the road, it's John Austin. The bike pulls into the driveway of what looks to be a biker club.
John pulls the bike up near a couple others and parks it. He shuts off the engine and takes off his helmet. The scars and bruises can be seen from a mile away on his face. SUDDENLY!.. the poorly painted red door of the club opens up and out steps what looks like a roadie for the Grateful Dead.
Heyyy! no wrasslers aloud.
John throws his helmet at the man in a fun gesture. Going back, John as a teen used to ride with a club named The Virginia Hellians...When John started wrestling school, he quit the life and focused on his passion. John gets off the bike and walks over to the man and gives him a big hug.
Damn Frank, it's been too long brotha.
Yeah it has. Oh, we sat around and watched the pay per view last night man. You got your ass whipped boy.
Ehh, what can you say? ... what did you think of the tag title match?
Gawd, you and those boys tore KnightMask a new hole.
Frank walks over to the custom painted Harley Davidson and begins to admire the old school look of the bike
Damn Johnny boy, she's a beauty.
Yeah man, she's been good to me, I must admit. Is Tomas inside?
Yeah...he is inside with his bitch, I think they are back in the office area.
John pats Frank on the back and opens up the big red door. He walks inside and the smell of booze, cigarettes, and marijuana can be smelled from a mile away. The sound of his black combat boots can be heard thumping across the wooden floor. He walks up to a green door and puts his ear to it. The sounds of a girl moaning can be heard. John knocks on the door furiously.
POLICE DEPARTMENT!!!! OPEN UP......WE HAVE A WARRANT FOR YOUR ARREST!
John begins to quietly laugh to himself. We can hear a loud commotion from behind the door. The door opens up and a young female comes out, adjusting her skirt and trying to fix her hair. John starts to walk inside.
Officer I swe.......man fuck you John
*laughs* ...hey I couldn't help myself Tomas. Like I told you before, if you ever want a cameraman, I will be glad to film you and her.
Back story, Tomas is the leader of the Virginia Hellians. He is a walking talking bad-ass that always carries a blade in his boot and a pistol in his holster strap.
Good to see you again John....move some of that mess out of the way and have a seat.
John throws a few magazines out of the old rocking chair and has a seat.
Congrats on the new group man. I liked your speech, you go where the money is at..... *laughs* spoken like a true Hellian.
*laughs* Damn right. Let's just say when I was offered this position in the group and Desmond threw that check my way....I couldn't resist.
I don't blame you man. Hell we were making hand over fist when you were with us. God remember all that coke we pushed.
Yeah I can't forget that man. How we survived that war with the Diablos that summer...I will never know. But I am not here to talk about the past man...I actually came to you for some advice. I have a match this week against a group called The Incredible People.
Incre..... really? ... wow what a name.
Yeah I know man. So check this out, it's three of us from The Connection against these rag tag group of guys. I am not going to bore you with details on who is in the group. Since this is the first time I am associated with a group of guys since with The Hellians, I wanted to get your thoughts on how I should approach this match.
Well John *laughs* .. I am not wrestler. What we do here is real life and not some make believe thing you do out there in the ring. But to answer your question, with a name like that, I would just go in it and take care of business brotha. You and your team-mates just need to go in there and whip some ass. Make these..."incredible" people wish they never manned up and challenged The Connection.
John nods his head in agreement. He pulls a pack of Malbros out his front pocket and pulls a cig out. He offers one to Tomas and he politely shakes his head "no". John lights up "the heater" and takes a few puffs.
I like how Desmond puts this group together and what's our first order of business....taking out three jobbas to the stars.
Hey, sometimes the UN-important individuals are the most difficult to get rid of, ya know?
Yeah man, I understand that. Hell, if anything,... management needs to put in extra on our checks for getting rid of the headache for them. It's like, "we will not fire you, we will just make you hurt real bad."
*laughs* EXACTLY
Come on outside man and check out the ride.
John and Tomas leave the office area and head-outside. We see Frank passed out on the lawn with a multitude of beer cans around him ... haha that damn drunk.
Here she is man...
Wow John...you really did good for yourself. Better than that last piece of shit you rode when you were here.
Yeah man I know. Tell you what, let's take a ride for old time sake. We can take a INCREDIBLE ride *laughs hysterically*...
*laughs* yeah yeah....let me go get my keys from inside.
John takes one last puff and flicks the cigarette down on the gravel. John grabs his helmet off of the ground from earlier and carefully places it back on his head. Tomas comes out with his keys and hops on his bike. Tomas pulls off first then followed by John. The dual roar of the Harley's can be heard as our scene comes to a abrupt end for now.