Subject: Roland Drax [vs.] Jason Ginyu Thu Jun 13, 2013 7:50 am
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Roland Drax
Posts : 32 Join date : 2013-05-07
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Subject: Re: Roland Drax [vs.] Jason Ginyu Sun Jun 16, 2013 11:57 pm
PROLOGUE
No excuses would be made & no blame would be thrown around. Despite pushing the veteran Aries Armadaist to the brink, Roland Drax suffered his first loss in the IWF. The craftier Aries showed Drax just how you play the game. Roland could not keep his mind clear & Armadaist took full advantage of the newcomer’s faults & walked out of Battlegrounds victorious. The Ogre of the Western Sea must push ahead & not linger on the mistakes of the past. Jason Ginyu revealed as Roland Drax’s unknown assailant weeks ago has campaigned for a match against him. His campaign has finally caught attention of the IWF offices & Jason has gotten his request. The war between good versus evil within IWF will continue to be waged & Roland yet again tries to prove himself as a frontline warrior. Drax can not allow Ginyu to win & let fear continue to gain momentum in its crusade to capture the very soul of the Insurgency Wrestling Federation.
ACT I
The door to the medical staff’s office violently swings open & slams viciously against the wall. Roland Drax stumbles through the doorway with a few medics following after him. It had been only mere moments since his loss to Aries Armadaist & his wounds were still fresh. Roland presses a bloodied towel against the still bleeding gash across his forehead. The medical staff attempts to carol Drax back into their office but he continuously pushes them aside. Wanda Ferris paces behind her client & appears to be absolutely furious about Roland Drax’s stubborn behavior.
WANDA FERRIS What the hell are you doing!? You need staples! Are you even paying attention to me?
Roland stops & leans back against the wall. He looks down at the blood stained towel in his hands as more continue to drip down from his head & Drax proceeds to smirk at the sight of his own mortality. Roland Drax peers up at Wanda who appears slightly disturbed by all the carnage. The Ogre then speaks only three words before heading down the halls again.
ROLAND DRAX The Green Knight.
Wanda Ferris stands there bewildered for a few seconds until following after Roland Drax. She struggles to keep up with him as he barrels through the waves of people backstage. Wanda continues to shout at Roland attempting to regain his attention & more answers out of her estranged client.
WANDA FERRIS The Green Knight? The hell are you mumbling about!? You need medical attention but instead you’re rambling on about knights!?
Drax stops yet again then paces back & forth before ultimately taking a seat in one the several empty ones lined up in this hallway. Wanda Ferris stands in front of Roland with her arms crossed. Roland Drax looks up at her & drops both arms to his side allowing the bloody towel to scrap against the floor. He then proceeds to speak up.
ROLAND DRAX The Green Knight is a symbol.
WANDA FERRIS A symbol of what?
Ferris decides to humor Roland Drax & whatever delusions he may be currently suffering from. The bleeding seems to be slowing as Roland continues to enlighten her.
ROLAND DRAX The Green Knight is a symbol of a warrior risen. He was a feared & unbeatable knight who slain men across the fields of battle. That was until The Green Knight encountered a man who did not fear him. He was killed. His head was removed during fierce combat. The Green Knight’s body laid there with the several thousands slaughtered across the plains awaiting his body to be collected.
WANDA FERRIS You’re wasting my time with a fairytale about a dead man.
ROLAND DRAX Not dead. The Green Knight stood up, retrieved his head, & reattached it. Death could not conquer The Green Knight. His spirit could not be broken & the will to compete was far too great. Defeat & death was merely a setback. The Green Knight learned that there is no strength in fear but willpower is a far superior attribute.
Wanda Ferris palmed her face & sighed heavily. Her bloodied client rants & raves about a nonsensical knight story. Ferris needs to get Roland medical attention so they can discover the extent of his injuries.
WANDA FERRIS Willpower!? Another willpower rant!?
ROLAND DRAX This is not a rant! The Green Knight is the personification of willpower. Defeat & even death could not even overcome the ideals of will The Green Knight personified. The same ideals & values I strive to personify myself. I can not let this defeat be the death of me. I can not be overburdened by fear. I myself must rise just as The Green Knight did. These trials & tribulations can not & will never break my willpower. Do you understand?
Drax slowly stood up but it was apparent he was still in obvious pain. He throws the blood soaked towel over his shoulder & attempts to walk away. However Wanda places her palm firmly against Roland’s chest to keep him still. Ferris then proceeded to whisper into her client’s ear.
WANDA FERRIS Your willpower may never break but if you do not obey me & get medical attention then I will personally kill your career. Then we will see just how far your willpower gets you. Do you understand?
Roland Drax looks down over at his devious agent with a stern gaze. His breathing increased in a attempt to keep all the fury building up inside of him at bay. Roland displaying no hostility & gently took Wanda’s hand off his chest. Drax then took the towel & once again pressed it up against the open cut above his right eye. He had no other choice but to follow Ferris’s demands or expect the worst. He said only one word before the two of them headed back down the hallway towards the medical offices that he originally broke free of.
ROLAND DRAX …Fine.
ACT II
Inside a local boxing gym the sound that can only be described as thunderclaps echo throughout the building. Roland Drax with numerous staples sealing his wound is training for his upcoming match against the obsessed Jason Ginyu. Roland punishes a hitting bag with several roundhouse kicks in succession & displays the devastation of his brutal strikes. Meanwhile Wanda Ferris lying across the ring apron watches her client with a keen eye. Drax has never appeared more intently focused before a match.
ROLAND DRAX Jason Ginyu a few weeks ago only moments after my debut you assaulted me. Ginyu you attempted to end my career & place yourself on a pedestal. You waited for your opportunity & struck like a viper hiding within the tall grass. However you’re not a hunter or a predator. Jason Ginyu, you are a coward. Instead you have decided to remain hidden. You slither around behind the scenes spreading your lies, deceit, & propaganda against me. Those are the tools used by a man who attempts to spread terror & fear. I’ve witnessed the displays of mental torture you’ve put people through the last month. All the verbal abuse, the mind games, & the series of cheap attacks. Only a weak individual can find any strength within fear. Fear is an emotion that I will never give into & it will never conquer me.
Roland Drax wanders over from the bag & towards the ring. He & Wanda share glances but neither of them says a word to each other. It would appear that there are still hostilities between agent & client. Roland grabs a water bottle takes a few swallows before spraying it over his face. Drax continues to speak about his upcoming contest against Jason.
ROLAND DRAX After more weeks of stalking you’ve decided to strike against me yet again. You’re lashing out against me during a moment weakness. You’re a shark in the water & you smell blood. You’ve masterminded this entirely. Last week I suffered at the hands of Aries Armadaist. The doctors in the back had to staple shut a near six inch gash across my forehead. The amount of blood loss suffered? An insufferable amount. I am continuing to experience numerous concussive like symptoms. You have me cornered, right? Weak? Injured? Defenseless? Wrong! I continue to draw breath. Blood still continues to flow through these veins. I am not dead yet. Aries could not even kill me. So what chance could you possibly have? Are you willing to die for a chance of glory?
Drax then reaches over & grabs the blood stained towel from last week. Roland stares at it for moments. The dried blood was now nearly brown & soaked almost the entirety of the towel. Roland Drax throws the towel over his shoulder.
ROLAND DRAX Why would a man keep an item that symbolizes his biggest failure? It is a reminder. A reminder that all men eventually fall, stumble, & struggle. Ultimately it is a warrior that can find the willpower to stand up & rise to his feet. A warrior presses onward. A warrior adapts to the harshness. A warrior overcomes the odds. You, Jason Ginyu are not a warrior. Instead of standing you chose to run. Instead of rising you chose to hide. Except this week there will be no place to run & no amount of security to hide behind. You’ve overestimated yourself & underestimated me. I am not going to cower in front of you. I do not fear you. My weaknesses that you’re attempting to prey upon are going to become my greatest assets & strengths. I am Roland Drax! I am The Green Knight! I am The Big Boss Of California! I am The Oni From The Far East! I am The Ogre Of The Western Sea! Full…Speed…Ahead!
Das Ginyu
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Subject: Re: Roland Drax [vs.] Jason Ginyu Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:42 am
Scene #1: The Sickness
We start off the scene with Paige Daniels sitting on a fluffy red couch, across from “The Captain” Jason Ginyu, separating by a coffee table. Ginyu is wearing his typical pink feathered bola, yellow rimmed shades and old school wrestling singlet. Paige is dressed attractively in a short skirt and blouse that is meant to look professional, but also feminine. She begins to speak, wasting little time getting to the segment at hand.
Paige Daniels:
Ladies and gentlemen this is Paige Daniels, I’m sitting here alongside relative newcomer to the IWF Roster, “The Captain” Jason Ginyu. He has agreed to sit with us for an exclusive IWF Dot Com interview, so without further ado, let’s get started shall we Mr. Ginyu?
The Captain laughs to himself in that already all too familiar raspy smokers laugh. He flashes a devilish grin as he leans back in his own sofa, addressing the backstage interviewer in a wholly inappropriate way.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Heh, I love the way you say “Captain”. Say it again will ya?
The atmosphere in the room immediately gets sucked into a dead silence. Production crew members look to each other from side to side as Paige waives their concerns away as she attempts to hand waive the issue under the rug and continue the interview as normal.
Paige Daniels:
Uh…I’d rather we just continue with the interview.
Ginyu leans forward in his chair, very slowly and methodically. He lowers the shades just barely enough to make creepy direct eye contact with Paige Daniels. The room suddenly grows cold with a disturbing chill.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Say…Captain.
The blatantly harsh tone from the Captain shoots invisible daggers in the direction of Paige, forcing her to abandon her formerly comfortable position and sit herself up on alert from what is perceived as a very imminent threat. She decides to play along with his request, but her next line of questions will certainly scar him.
Paige Daniels:
…Ok, “Captain”. Let’s get right to the point, you lost last week against Griffin Hawkins. And many are already calling this the death knell of your career here in IWF, as all of your hype is gone, you’ve proven to be easily beatable as your match lasted less than five minutes, and on top of that the commentators virtually buried you all night by constantly inquiring who you are. Clearly, nobody gives a damn about you around here, why stick around?
Paige smirks with smug satisfaction of her brutally honest critique of Jason Ginyu’s performance last week. Jason at first merely uses his thumb and forefinger to push his shades back up into his eyes, but a very large vein protrudes from his temple. One could almost see it throbbing in rising anger.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Just…leave, eh Miss Daniels? You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Every single one of those riff raff in the audience, they’d like to see that too wouldn’t they? Hah! You think you’re real cute, digging barbs into me like you think it sheds blood and tears. Well let me tell you something you LITTLE. BITCH!
Suddenly and without warning, The Captain Jason Ginyu lept from his sofa as he foot crashed through the glass coffee table causing shards of glass to cascade all around the carpeted flooring. His much larger body than Paiges climbs over her as one hand clasps around her breast while the other reaches for her throat. Especially shocking from this scene was how calmly and matter of factly he began to answer her accusations before suddenly snapping.
Paige Daniels:
Mother Fucker! Get off me! Someone, help!
The production crew springs into action, with several members pulling Ginyu off of the intrepid reporter. She gasps for breath as he screams bloody murder at her, his already nails on a chalkboard quality of voice exacerbated by his maddened shouting to be like what it might sound like if an angry possum could speak after being pricked by a thousand needles in the throat.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
You listen to me and you listen good! I could give a damn what Griffin Hawkins has done for this company! Rookie of the year my ass, I’m the hottest commodity in this business! This place is blessed to even be able to see my name on the marquis! The ONLY reason I’m here is to teach a lesson to that worthless little worm you call Roland Drax! So why don’t you open that pretty little mouth of yours and ask me about my actual opponent this week, the man I’m gonna teeeeaaarrr apart! Do it!
Jason spits in the general direction of Miss Daniels, missing her by a mile, but forcing the production crew to crush more glass underneath them as they create more separation. The backstage interviewer gathers herself, pulling his blouse forward and down in a tightening motion, before she snarls at Jason Ginyu her refusal.
Paige Daniels:
I’m not asking you a damned thing. This interviews over, and you can expect your next several paychecks to be garnished paying back the massive fucking fine you’ll get for putting your hands on me. Get this asshole out of here!
At this point, Ginyu just continues to scream inaudible profanities as security helps to escort the Captain from the area and the building at large. As some of the make up crew converge on Paige to make sure she is OK.
Scene #2: The Remedy
We now join the villainous Jason Ginyu as he holds his head in his hands, no longer clad in his traditional ring gear, but now in a completely orange jump suit. It appears as if his earlier antics has earned him at least a night’s stay in the slammer.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Things got a little out of hand there now didn’t they? Heh heh.
The laugh lines on the face of Ginyu are even more apparent now that he is no longer disguised by stage make up and accessories. He seems aged beyond his years, as the older look actually serves to make him look even more menacing and creepy.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Now to be fair, can ya blame me? I mean, a woman, trying to be all “professional” and interview me with her low cut blouse and revealing skirt. Girl needs to be raped if you ask me. But then again, what woman doesn’t need to be raped every once and a while to keep them quiet and obedient? Am I right guys? Hah!
The camera panes from side to side, trying to find these aforementioned “guys” just mentioned. Certainly it can’t be anyone viewing the segment itself, as that kind of opinion wouldn’t even be held by the most staunch of men’s right’s advocate.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Anyways, since IWF likes sending bitches instead of men to ask the REAL questions, I’m gonna answer the question inside each and every one of your minds. Why? Why attack Roland Drax of all people? Why insist on facing him in singles competition? Why? Why? Why? Haha!
The sound of his haunting laugh echoes throughout the chamber he is being kept in to himself. The near psychotic break shining through the monologue of Jason Ginyu is showing that for all of his pomp and circumstance, he really can become a rather unstable individual when things go wrong.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
BECAUSE! As much as the clueless nerds on live television who keep pretending as if I don’t exist, or that I’m some green around the ears rookie, I’ve been in this business for eight freakin’ years. I’ve cut my teeth on the independent circuit. I’ve wrestled some of the best names you’ll never hear of. You know why? Because mouthbreathers like all of you think that long haired metrosexuals like Griffin Hawkins pretending to be a preacher is quality entertainment. Because you’ve lost sight as to what it means to enjoy REAL wrestlers and REAL wrestling. You relish in your ultra-violence and flippy thingies through seventy tables and an Olympic sized swimming pool of light tubes. Ya’ll don’t give a damn about wrestling. You just want to take your soma and let Big Brother tell you what entertainment is.
Jason takes a rather obnoxious loogie and spits it across the room as the sickening splat is even heard as it collides with the stone walls encasing him. Jason’s eyes and lips contort in disgust as he shakes his head several times, suddenly cracking into a devious smile.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
Well that’s OK, because Papa Bear has come to show you ALL. I promise to pull the wool over your eyes and show you what it means to be OLD SCHOOL. Hah! And that…that is why I have targeted your precious rookie Roland Drax! He exemplifies everything that makes me sick about what you’ve allowed this business to become. He’s young, he’s stupid. He likes to talk about knights and dragons and sea monsters and bullshit and pretend as if he’s on a quest to save the masses.
The Captain points a single finger up, bringing it to his eye in that classic overconfident smile of his. He winks in satisfaction as he enjoys running down his personal thoughts on his opponent this week.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
And he’ll sacrifice his livelihood for you. He’ll go through tables for you. He’ll take as many Shots in the Dark to the face it’ll take for you to cheer him. While me? I could give a damn what you think about me. I’m not here to gain your favor, I’m here to expose you to the TRUTH! Whether you like it or not.
Ginyu leaps from his hardened and lumpy jailhouse bed, as he circles around the little space he is afforded, arms outstretched, staring off into the sky beyond his concrete ceiling his eyes bulging out of his head in manic excitability.
”The Captain” Jason Ginyu:
The next time Griffin Hawkins and I meet, I will make him bow down to the Captain. But for now? Roland Drax will be the example I make out of all your would be heroes who pander to your disgusting tastes. You make me sick. Every last one of you. And it’s about time I became the remedy to my own flu.
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