[Where does one open up a scene? The scene itself opens some nights after Black had been removed from the club they went to in Iowa. They are inside a upscale motel, with two girls that Tommy picked up from the club later on. One girl named Buggy, who looked like an underage crack addict with bug eyes, and another girl named Jiggy who’s looks way over sixteen with her huge tits, are under Tommy’s arms as they walk down the hallway to his room. As soon he opens door with a room key, he see’s Black staring at the open window.]
T:“Hey John, what are you doing here in my own room, I told them give us a separate room when we checked in… remember?”
Black: “Yeah I do… but I need to talk to you something important. The girls can either bounce or stay…”
T:“Okay John, what you want to talk to me about?”
Black:“I think I am not good enough to continue this wrestling shit, I feel like I want to do something else.”
[Tommy was taken aback from what he said, and Jiggy and Buggy arms crossed, are getting visibly annoyed with Tommy’s lack of attention towards them.]
Buggy: “Uhh…He—Hello! What about us?”
Jiggy: “Yeah, what about me and Buggy… we want to fuck now!”
[Tommy ignores their plea as he pulls out his phone, he was about to order them an Uber but doesn’t and pulls up a recording towards Black. As he is showing Black’s accomplishments, he takes some time to smile about it.]
T:“Black, I know you are going to be something here. But, if you want to leave the business then you should sit there, and consider what you want to do. You’re not getting any younger, hell we share the same age but in different years.”
Black:“Man, this is why I fuck with you, I’m glad we decided to team up… let me not ruin your night… imma head out.”
T: “Look dude, if you need to talk to me… I’m your man. Don’t let your doubt entangle your goals in this business, and always remember… we are T.H.U.G.S and we don’t take no shit from anyone.”
[Then the duo does a fist bump to signal their unity, and Black leaves the room. Then Jiggy and Buggy decide to mess with the mini fridge, and takes out a can of bud light. As they both take a can, they open it and slurp it down. Tommy was looking at them with a devilish smile, plotting his next move. Before he can make his move, the lights start to flicker; as it flickered, Tommy hears some faint music and looks around. Then smoke appears and this happens…]
[Then Tommy tries to run to the door, but the knob shocks his hand. As she comes up closer to him, he goes towards the window, and noticed it was barred from the outside. Then he ended up falling on the floor, and crawled to the bathroom door. He hops on his feet, and locked the door and breathes heavily like if he saw death.]
S.S.: “Oh Tommy, don’t you remember the deal I told you earlier? You need to give me what I want!”
T: “I’m not giving you shit, just go find someone else to torture… I’m not the guy you need to fulfill your carnal desires with.”
S.S.: “Nah, I refuse to leave you alone… I seem to strike fear into you. I can dance in the red moonlight for as long I want, if you don’t come out of the bathroom.”
[Tommy then hears screams from the room, and some possible slit sounds. As one girl is screaming on top of her lungs, the other girl was already dead; then against Tommy’s wishes, he comes out of the bathroom and see’s that she stabbed Buggy and ripped the head off of Jiggy and left their bodies on the bed. Then, she licks her lips and tries to kiss him, but he fights her off.]
S.S: “C’mon T, didn’t you want them to not be bored while you had your talk with your friend John? You had way more interaction with him, then with the girls you brought back for me to kill. So… I had to do the right thing.
T: “RIGHT THING?... you killed them, and left the bodies on my bed. You expect me to be willing…or in this case unwilling… to fuck you? You’re out of your mind!”
S.S: “I know that you love me, T… just remember this one thing, I am still your dead girlfriend… Sophia, and you can’t ever let me or her go. So enjoy your night!”
[The lights come back on, and she disappears, and Tommy hears a knock on the door. As he goes to the door, he noticed that Jiggy and Buggy are still alive, and still at the mini fridge. He pulls them by the arms, and kicked them out of his room, and let’s in Black. As Tommy was working a nervous sweat, Black looked at him oddly.]
Black: “Hey man, are you alright? I hear some loud noises down the hall.”
T: “Yeah man… let me just say this…I..”
[Then the scene abruptly cuts itself off.....]
====The Final Words====
“To me, I have no issues on saying that I have issues. Who doesn’t have issues, we live in a world where we can talk to evil spirits, ghost, goblins, the works of HP Lovecraft… but yet, we aren’t able to see the true monsters inside of us. We pretend to say we aren’t monsters, but we have monstrous traits inside of us. For me in this case, this uncontrolled urges for murder and sex… maybe the Succubus is really my inner conscious saying how I truly feel. Hell, she’s the who gave me that inner voice to kill those girls, but I didn’t after all. I know how to control those urges.
But enough about me, here’s how I feel about the Buried Alive match that’s coming soon, I am not exactly nervous, but at the same time… I kind of get worried if either myself or Luca will be six feet deep. Let’s take the stip out of the equation, and let’s say figuratively speaking, we all have to be six feet deep. I’ve seen people come and go in my lifetime, and this whole match is nothing different from the norm. I mean, I am surprised that we have to be fighting in the snow of all place, in this Lethal Lottery Tournament.
Do I expect to ever cross paths with Luca? Be able to hold his cell phone to take his photos? Or hell… even holding this young lad’s jockstraps, when he’s been on that sabbatical for over couple of years?... Time will tell on how this match is be. I am going to be quite honest, even if somehow through a power of hower power, can deter myself and Luca advance, all I can do is just still keep on burying the already mentally dead. I’m not afraid to go out without a fight, oh not by a longest shot to the brain with the two finger solute to the temple.
Mr. Shank, you if claim to be good with a shovel; then why not take that shovel and bury you and your partner in a ditch of Oregon. I mean, I give you the upmost props for being in this company before I, and even taking a dangerous powerbomb that even a physician would say, “you should been dead or paralyzed”; and yet you want to portray yourself as an unstoppable old timer, the man who can cheat death, the man who made the huge mistake on being Trump’s lips in the live draw for the tournament. So Shank, I agree with your sentiments…
What do YOU have to gain…
The only thing I can tell you, is that sometimes people got go and die, and you Shank are going to be the one to be buried under that snow, come hell or high water. Also, who says that I’m emo don’t let my style fool you, I can get all grungy and still outlast you in the cold area of Oregon. Shank, I want you to know that your time about close, and you’ll be six feet under in the tundra.
Big Kris, The Hammer, The guy who’s pretty much the go to guy of the Misfits when Melanie isn’t out here stalking Vita, the guy who carries a chip on his shoulders. So what if he gotten doubled teamed post match, it’s how the business goes kid, and you need to realize that no man is safe in this company. Even Antony The Jerk, seems to not understand how things will turn out for his own client. If I was Antony I’d cut him loose, and fed him to the wild, that will show him humility.
Mr. Von Bon, I don’t know about you and Shank, but I can totally sense that both of you guys are going to pull the trigger, and leave one body out in the snow grave. You will realize that you need to be humbled, and be taught how to take a beating like a true man. I know you’re jacked to the Gilly’s but at the same time, you can throw your mighty hammer in the air, and proclaim that me and Luca aren’t advancing; it still won’t mean much in the terms of you being buried alive.
To be honest, either we advance in the tournament, or not… all I know is that I am willing to put everything out on the line, even if it kills me. See you all in Oregon!"
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