Post by Press1269 on Feb 7, 2016 5:12:45 GMT
** Fans pour from the airport onto the private runway as "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm's silver coated private jet lands on the landing strip. The plane pulls to a stop, as fans cheer and boo all at the same time for the man they love to hate. The ground crew rolls a stair cart in front of the side hatch, where "Mr. Fantastic" has been decoratively painted on the door. The hatch soon opens as the fans continue their chant for Storm to make an exit. Two rather large men step out of the Jet first standing at the top of the stairs. The cart buckles under their weight, as they go down to the concrete. Just as this happens, the man everyone came to boo at steps out on the rampway.**
**He flashes an apathetic smile as the fans jeer him unmercifully. He starts down the stairs as the men and women of the crowd mix in cheers and boos as he reaches the concrete. Out in the distance a silver limo is seen pulling on to the landing strip, and "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm lifts his hand to keep the Seattle sun out of his eyes. He turns to the masses of fans who continue their jeering. The two large men stand at either side of him, and he pulls out a cellular phone that was evidently ringing but could not be heard over the roar of the crowd. He places the phone to his ear, and puts his other hand over his ear and turns away from the crowd.**
Storm: What's going on? (His face twists in anger) NO I don't want you to do that! You listen here, I've got my own plans for Alek Cage. He's my first opponent, and I'll handle him myself. Don't you worry. (evil grin) I'll handle Alek Cage.
**Storm places the phone back within his coat pocket and turns back to the fans of Seattle.**
Storm: Welcome my friends. (sarcastic smile) You know, I never knew that there were so many rednecks this far West. (The crowd goes from a mixed reaction to nothing but full out boos) This has got to be one of my favorite parts of coming to a fresh town for a match as the new guy. Having so many people come to see me, and adore me. (Pointing a sarcastic finger at the crowd) Your Idolization is appreciated from the bottom of my heart. Now if you'll excuse me, the stench is starting to get to me. Hopefully I'll only have to spend one night in Seattle.
** Storm waves his hand in front of his face as he starts towards the limo that has just pulled up. The two larger men get into a Toyota Camry that went virtually unnoticed by the crowd, as the driver of the limo pulls the door open for "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm. Storm turns to the crowd once more and gives one last sarcastic grin before disappearing into the limo.**
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**Leon Sphinx is sitting in a juice bar on the ground level of the Mariana Grand Hotel and Casino sipping an Orange tonic, when he looks up and see's "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm walking in the opposite direction. Sphinx throws a couple of dollars down on the table, and jumps up leaving his Tonic on the table. He runs past several people who happen to be passing by in front of him on his pursuit to catch up the Storm. Finally as he's almost reached Storm's shoulder with his hand, something large blindsides him from out of nowhere. Leon is then hoisted in the air by his throat, as another large figure emerges from the crowd that now has become nothing but dizzy light's dancing around his head. A voice comes from out of nowhere like a heaven sent angel.**
Man's Voice: Set him down......
** Sphinx is returned to his feet, and after his feverish eye's focus, he whirls about to see two large men standing, arms crossed, staring a hole through him. He turns to face his savior to see a frowning "Mr. Fantastic". He squeamishly extends his hand to Mr. Fantastic, who turns back in the direction he was going and lifts his hand to tell him to follow. Sphinx does so, every once in a while looking behind him at the brutish men continuing to bring up the rear and burning a hole through him with their eyes. Before long Storm seeming arrives at his destination. The elevator. He turns to Sphinx with a calmer expression as he presses the button.**
Mr. Fantastic: So what did you want to talk with me about Leon?
Sphinx: Well, I... (turns and looks at the brutes, squeamishly turns back to Storm) I just wanted a few comments before you have your match Wednesday at Insurrection.
Mr. Fantastic: Well, guess what Sphinx, It's your lucky day. Cause I feel like letting out a few choice words for the viewers of the GWA television, and allowing your paycheck to get a little fatter.
**Mr. Fantastic steps into the elevator as the doors open, and Leon follows him in. The two larger men start into the elevator but Mr. Fantastic holds up his hand in objection.**
Mr. Fantastic: Take the stairs. Be waiting on us by the time we arrive.
** The two large men look at each other, then back at Fantastic who has a serious eye on them. They turn in disgust and make their way towards the stair entrance, as the Elevator door closes, and Sphinx studies Storm while rubbing the back of his neck.**
Leon Sphinx: (while hitting his pocket, no doubt a tape recorder in there) So, "Mr. Fantastic", I was watching a tape of your arrival. Mind telling me who that was you were talking to on the cell phone?
Mr. Fantastic: Well actually that's not one of the things I'm going to allow you to talk to me about. That phone call was an accident, and definitely won't happen like that again. My friend was very unprofessional. He's normally all business. (seeming to talk to himself more than to Sphinx, who drinks up the information). I'm not sure what's going on. (regaining his composure) Believe me, it's nothing important. (Flashes Sphinx an arrogant smile.)
Sphinx: Well, what about those two men that were **Cough** accompanying you this evening. They sure as hell weren’t at your house when I interviewed you before.
Mr. Fantastic: I am a superstar with the Gladiator Wrestling Association! What do you think those men are doing with me. I don't have eyes in the back of my head. I contacted a friend of mine, and he set me up with those two. They take their job's seriously. (smiles at Sphinx who rubs his neck) Very Seriously!
Sphinx: Will those gentlemen, and I use the term loosely, be accompanying you out to the ring? They would provide for some distracting back up.
Mr. Fantastic: You're right, but no. The ring is my home, not theirs. Now, you can stop with the twenty Questions and listen up. You are here right now cause I am gracious enough to give you this time in my presence, and now you are going to shut your mouth, and we are going to get down to some real business rather than you asking me shit that doesn’t really matter.
Storm: You see I'm interested in where Alek Cage has been as of late. We got a match coming up, and I haven’t heard a word out of him. But you know what I think I covered Alek Cage in my last interview. If Alek Cage is going to just waltz into the match that's fine, I'll kick his silent ass. You can't Ignore the ref counting the 1..2...3 in my favor Alek Cage, and that's exactly what he'll do, If I haven’t already knocked his ignorant ass out for getting in the way of me ripping you a mouth where it counts, in your face, rather than in your ass.
Storm: No I've talked way to much about Alek Cage, I think I want to talk about someone who's at least giving me a response. Sphinx, lets talk about Twilight and Zoe. Now you see, Twilight, if I wanted to come out here and make idol threats I’d pull a Hogan promo where (in a mocking voice) YOU KNOW BROTHER, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR REAR END ALL THE WAY BACK TO WHERE EVER YOU CAME FROM, AND I'M GOING TO BLAH, BLAH, BLAH! No, I'm not here to tell you how I'm going to kick your ass. I'm not here to tell you how you are a jobber. Frankly, I don't know how good you are, and I don't care how good you think you are. I know only that I am better, and that's that. Don't take it as an insult, take it as a compliment. Be happy that "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm has recognized you at all. Cause for the past two days I've been thinking about an opponent that won't even recognize me. But now, Now I think I'm going to give you the recognition you deserve. So, Big Boy, if this is what you want. (Pulls out a parchment from his suit) Then this is what You'll get!
Sphinx: Um, Mr. Fantastic, What is that?
Mr. Fantastic: It's a contract for Saturday. All you have to do Twilight is sign the dotted line. You should be receiving a copy in the mail. You see I am a man of action, not someone to be caught twiddling their thumbs when a fight is being made. Cause I have the most Fantastic body, the most Fantastic face, and I will soon have Fantastic GWA gold around my Fantastic waist. It's really only a matter of time. And it all starts with you Alek Cage, and guess what, Twilight, you're next on the Hit List. I'm so bright, and Zoe is tight, what man will Twilight bring home tonight. Didn’t know it, but I'm a poet! (smirks at his own humor..) oh yeah, and Cage, Twilight, Be prepared to be Fantastically Eliminated!!
**The Elevator door opens, and Fantastic steps off while pressing the 1st floor button. Sphinx goes to make another comment, but the Elevator doors cut him off in mid-sentence. He turns off the Tape Recorder in his pocket, and rubs the back of his sore neck waiting for the long ride to end.