Post by Joshua Dane on Jan 30, 2015 12:50:21 GMT -6
(The scene opens up at an airport. It’s quickly noticeable that this is a very small airport and that all the signs are in Spanish. The camera zooms in past the ticket counters and focuses in on a concierge desk. There we see the back of a customer who is trying to get something resolved with the representative at the desk. The representative herself is a very beautiful Mexican woman. With long hair pulled back into a ponytail. She is wearing her airport uniform and it is obvious that she puts extra effort into getting ready every morning. From her demeanor she clearly takes her job very seriously. The man in quesion is above average height with broad shoulders. He is wearing black boots, blue jeans, and a leather jacket. His hair is blonde and cut short. That is all that can be seen from this angle. The camera is able to pick up what is an apparent end to the man’s plea to get a break from the representative.)
Man: Está bien, entonces, ¿Hay una habitación de hotel?
Woman: No.
(The man sighs heavily. Deciding on a change in tactics. He places an elbow on the counter and leans in towards the woman.)
Man: María ... Es María, ¿Sí? Sé que estás haciendo tu trabajo aquí. Pero tal vez sólo por esta vez, usted podría doa poco de magia. Ayuda a un tipo?
Maria: No me hacen llamar a seguridad.
Man: Gracias, mis disculpas.
(The man quickly straightens up and turns around walking away from the desk. Now the man is clearly identifiable as former GZW2K1 wrestler Tamer and for those who care about these sort of things he has a plain white v-neck shirt on. Obviously this is the man the camera was looking for as it begins zooming out and shaking as the cameraman makes a quick approach. Tamer takes notice and has a look of disbelief on his face.)
Tamer: ¿Qué coño
Cameraman: Tamer! Tamer! Tamer!
Tamer: One twirk. I sent out one twirk…
Cameraman: You recently posted to the GZW2K1 Social Network Feed, hinting at a possible return?
Tamer: I… That wasn’t exactly... Wait. I can’t get a plane out of this country much less a hotel room in it. How in the hell did you figure out where I was, get into Mexico, and track down my exact location.
Cameraman: Pretty simple actually. Was down here doing some video scouting for Trouble Trax. Hoping to add a few luchadores ya know? So anyway. You tweeted and the home office immediately tracked the IP address back to your phone. Hacked the GPS. Bam here you are. I got a call and was told to grab an exclusive interview. See what your plans were
Tamer: Beyond how illegal some of that sounds-
Cameraman: Not illegal. You should have read your last GZW contract more carefully.
Tamer: I wrestled like six matches under that contract. And only three were televised.
Cameraman: Yeah, It was a preliminary right? Because of your tendency to make waves then dip. Doesn’t matter though. All contracts have a clause that gives GZW2K1 the authority to use all personal information including phone GPS to track you down.
Tamer: You’re kidding?
Cameraman: Nope. Older guys I think have been grandfathered in. But in the new contracts man, it’s all the rage. Fans want to follow you in and out of the ring. And GZW2K1 wants to know where you are so they can be ready for any good or bad PR. To make sure people know when you’re hanging with a crippled kid or make sure they don’t know when you’re doing blow off a hooker’s ass.
(Tamer looks at the cameraman incredulously. He gives in hoping this will end the torture being set upon him by this punk kid)
Tamer: Let’s just get this over with. Ask your questions. I promise you’ll be disappointed with the answers.
Cameraman: Okay. One sec.
(The cameraman fumbles around and the sound of paper unfolding can be heard.)
Cameraman: So-
(Tamer grabs the list out of the cameraman’s hand and scans it. He rolls his eyes while reading.)
Tamer: I’ll make this quick. No, I was not hinting at a return. To be honest I didn’t even know that twirker account was still linked to the GZW2K1 feed.
I am not still in contact with Kolic but Kate sends me e-mails updating me on the Gilespie family and to make sure I’m okay every once in awhile and according to her he says hi.
I am still wrestling. In fact you caught me on the tail end of my Mexico run. Where I wrestled some very talented young guys, I’ll give you a list you can check them out. I’m in negotiation to book a tour in the Middle East right now.
I haven’t been keeping up with the product. Though I did catch Aftermath it was a fun show. Some good young talent and looks like the usual suspects are in top form.
And to my fans I’d say... Honestly I know I've got some supporters in the Internet Wrestling Community. But, if I have any GZW2K1 fans I’d be surprised at this point.
We good?
Cameraman: Wait… Wait. If offered though, would you come back?
Tamer: Look, I’m a free agent right now taking bookings. I’m sure they don’t, but, if talent relations wants to give me a call. I would be more than willing to listen. But let’s be real, I can’t exactly make another redemption run. I wouldn't mind testing my metal though, once and for all seeing if I have what it take to solidify my legacy on the big stage… Like I said, that ship has probably sailed.
(The camera cuts to black)
Man: Está bien, entonces, ¿Hay una habitación de hotel?
Woman: No.
(The man sighs heavily. Deciding on a change in tactics. He places an elbow on the counter and leans in towards the woman.)
Man: María ... Es María, ¿Sí? Sé que estás haciendo tu trabajo aquí. Pero tal vez sólo por esta vez, usted podría doa poco de magia. Ayuda a un tipo?
Maria: No me hacen llamar a seguridad.
Man: Gracias, mis disculpas.
(The man quickly straightens up and turns around walking away from the desk. Now the man is clearly identifiable as former GZW2K1 wrestler Tamer and for those who care about these sort of things he has a plain white v-neck shirt on. Obviously this is the man the camera was looking for as it begins zooming out and shaking as the cameraman makes a quick approach. Tamer takes notice and has a look of disbelief on his face.)
Tamer: ¿Qué coño
Cameraman: Tamer! Tamer! Tamer!
Tamer: One twirk. I sent out one twirk…
Cameraman: You recently posted to the GZW2K1 Social Network Feed, hinting at a possible return?
Tamer: I… That wasn’t exactly... Wait. I can’t get a plane out of this country much less a hotel room in it. How in the hell did you figure out where I was, get into Mexico, and track down my exact location.
Cameraman: Pretty simple actually. Was down here doing some video scouting for Trouble Trax. Hoping to add a few luchadores ya know? So anyway. You tweeted and the home office immediately tracked the IP address back to your phone. Hacked the GPS. Bam here you are. I got a call and was told to grab an exclusive interview. See what your plans were
Tamer: Beyond how illegal some of that sounds-
Cameraman: Not illegal. You should have read your last GZW contract more carefully.
Tamer: I wrestled like six matches under that contract. And only three were televised.
Cameraman: Yeah, It was a preliminary right? Because of your tendency to make waves then dip. Doesn’t matter though. All contracts have a clause that gives GZW2K1 the authority to use all personal information including phone GPS to track you down.
Tamer: You’re kidding?
Cameraman: Nope. Older guys I think have been grandfathered in. But in the new contracts man, it’s all the rage. Fans want to follow you in and out of the ring. And GZW2K1 wants to know where you are so they can be ready for any good or bad PR. To make sure people know when you’re hanging with a crippled kid or make sure they don’t know when you’re doing blow off a hooker’s ass.
(Tamer looks at the cameraman incredulously. He gives in hoping this will end the torture being set upon him by this punk kid)
Tamer: Let’s just get this over with. Ask your questions. I promise you’ll be disappointed with the answers.
Cameraman: Okay. One sec.
(The cameraman fumbles around and the sound of paper unfolding can be heard.)
Cameraman: So-
(Tamer grabs the list out of the cameraman’s hand and scans it. He rolls his eyes while reading.)
Tamer: I’ll make this quick. No, I was not hinting at a return. To be honest I didn’t even know that twirker account was still linked to the GZW2K1 feed.
I am not still in contact with Kolic but Kate sends me e-mails updating me on the Gilespie family and to make sure I’m okay every once in awhile and according to her he says hi.
I am still wrestling. In fact you caught me on the tail end of my Mexico run. Where I wrestled some very talented young guys, I’ll give you a list you can check them out. I’m in negotiation to book a tour in the Middle East right now.
I haven’t been keeping up with the product. Though I did catch Aftermath it was a fun show. Some good young talent and looks like the usual suspects are in top form.
And to my fans I’d say... Honestly I know I've got some supporters in the Internet Wrestling Community. But, if I have any GZW2K1 fans I’d be surprised at this point.
We good?
Cameraman: Wait… Wait. If offered though, would you come back?
Tamer: Look, I’m a free agent right now taking bookings. I’m sure they don’t, but, if talent relations wants to give me a call. I would be more than willing to listen. But let’s be real, I can’t exactly make another redemption run. I wouldn't mind testing my metal though, once and for all seeing if I have what it take to solidify my legacy on the big stage… Like I said, that ship has probably sailed.
(The camera cuts to black)
