Post by Jonny Spade on Jan 22, 2009 17:05:49 GMT -5
Segment: No News is Good News (Credit: Dan White, Jake Steele)
The camera opens up, and we see Dan White, just off the uncontrollable brawl which followed the no contest decision in the eight-man tag match, slowly making his way through the corridors. He's a bit battered, a bit bruised, but more importantly, he's still to pick up a win in 2009. It's not been a good start to the year, and a loss, albeit indirectly as neither were part of the pin, to XS3 is going to hurt. Revenge is highly on the cards as Ragnarok creeps around the corner, but for now, he has to take care of some other business, as he barges through a set of double doors.
He makes his way to a familiar place, one that we saw on the first show of the new year; the ACW laboratory. Dan took a mandatory drugs test at the start of the year, but for some reason, there's been an anomaly. Has Dan secretly been pumping steroids? Is Dan a drugs cheat? Is this going to prove that Dan snorts $10,000 worth of coke up his nose every night? Is Dan addicted to heroin? Has Dan destroyed the whole integrity of ACW by failing a drugs test, thus leading to several federal cases that will cause ACW to pay a fine in the region of millions of dollars, and therefore have to lay off several wrestlers, and with the lack of star power struggle to sell Pay Per Views and merchandising and as a result cease to exist as a company?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE DAN?!
Well, whatever Dan's in trouble for, it seems Jake Steele is in trouble for it too. Dan walks through the doors of the laboratory to see Steele, and there's almost a clash of personalities.
Dan: Oh, for fuck's sake. As if I needed more of your pathetic little stable being shoved down my throat.
Steele wasn't expecting Dan to come through the door, but if Dan's going to start a confrontation, Steele's more than happy to stand up to him.
Steele - Look, don't get mad dat you and X were too fuckin' stupid playin' with each other to worry about da match. Shit, you wasn't even out there for more den five minutes and you limpin' around like you done fell through a table.[/color]
Dan notices Steele's holding his stomach with one hand, which shows that the match took out more than just one person.
Dan: You know, I didn't think it would come to this, but you're really starting to do my tits in. What is it that means that wherever I turn, you're around the corner? I win the International Title, then BAM! Suddenly I'm taking a drugs test with you. Then we agree to not get in each other's way. BAM! Your sad little stable friend XS3 gets into beef with me. And now, right after we've been in a match with each other, you're here again!
Steele - Hey, don't think I'm tryin' to stalk you or anything. I'm just here to get my drugs test results.[/COLOR]
The mood in the room is still rather edgy, as the lab technician is yet to make his arrival, and it's rather tense.
Dan: It's still bloody dodgy that we both take a drugs test at the SAME TIME, and we're both called in. Someone's tampered with us, mate. And I bet you it's that fucking Freeman. Dirty little rat.
Steele actually laughs at Dan's remark.
Steele - Yeah, dat nigga would do anything for a win.[/COLOR]
...Wait for it....
Steele - Den again beatin' yo faggot ass is easy as fuck.[/COLOR]
There we go.
POW. Dan's up in Steele's face like a shot, with his fist held back, ready to lamp Steele into the medical cabinets. Steele quickly takes a step back, holding his arm up, anticipating the first move.
Dan: You don't know when to keep your fucking mouth shut mate, do you?
Steele - Fuck you, bitch! It's not my fault you couldn't even beat Freeman! What you got against me anyway besides my good looks, huh?[/color]
Dan: I've got no fucking idea, but I'll tell you this. I wouldn't be surprised to see if you've been shoving all sorts of drugs in your body. Beta blockers, Nandrolone, Amphetamines. After your ban for life you'll be known as Steelandrolone! You drug-taking bastard!
Steele - Like you da one to talk! Half the time you MUST be on some type of drug nigga, you walk around like you be winnin' matches and shit. Hahahaha, you no match winnin' ass nigga![/color]
The breathing becomes heavier, the heads get closer, and the fists clench tighter; it's only a matter of time before all hell breaks loose in the room, which is why it's almost a blessing in disguise as the lab technician walks in through the door.
Lab Tech: Hey guys sorry I-whoa whoa whoa! Boys, get in here!
Within a moment's instance, several security guards bustle through the door, pulling apart the crazed duo, both with the feeling of hatred towards each other brimming through.
Dan: What the fuck?! Let me go you prick!
Steele - Get da fuck off me pussy![/color]
The two are still kicking and screaming, and the lab technician has to resort to raising his voice. NOT GOOD.
Lab Tech: LISTEN!!!!
Silence. No kicking. No screaming.
Lab Tech: Now, I don't know how to break this news to you both, but I guess I have to do it with you both here for the sake of convenience.
Steele - So what drug is it? Who fucked wit' our shit?[/color]
Dan chooses not to make a comment himself, instead glaring over at Steele.
Lab Tech: Well, neither of you are taking drugs. In fact you aren't here because you're in trouble...
Dan rolls his eyes, whilst Steele sighs, almost of relief.
Dan: ....so?
Lab Tech: So...when I took your urine samples, I put them into the computer, and when they came through there was an anomaly in the computer. So what I did was I went into the ACW storage department and found some of the Hell in a Cell structure. I managed to take a blood sample for both of you, and-
Steele butts in.
Steele - Hold up, hold up, there were six guys in dat cell. How you know it was ours man?[/color]
Lab Tech: Well, I studied the videos and I was able to contact the location of where both your blood was spilt.
Ahh, that explains it.
Lab Tech: But anyways, I put your blood into the testing system and....well....
A very melancholy look appears on his face, as he gulps, taking his time.
Dan: ...Well.....
Lab Tech: ...Well, the simple factor is Dan, that you're related to Steele. Steele, you're related to Dan.
Well, words cannot really describe what's going on through the minds of both Jake Steele and Dan White. They both pretty much slink to the floor, only being held up by the security guards who are still holding the pair of them. But the look on their faces is one of sheer bewilderment. How? Why? When? Where? So many questions, but the pair of them aren't going to get an answer here. The lab tech cautiously flips through his clipboard, looking on at both men, who just stand there, jaws wide open, solemnly staring at each other.
Lab Tech: Erm, I know that this probably doesn't help the situation, but I guess it's my place to tell you. You're a lot more closely related than you would think. I mean DNA tracings between two people who are cousins, or uncle and nephew are a lot more sparse than those who are....well.....brothers. And for the latter, the tests are pretty much conclusive.
Steele just turns his head, slowly up at the lab technician. Words for once, have escaped the pair of them, and it's no surprise as to why. To think of the history behind these men. From the tag team titles and TLC at Heatwave last year, to more recently the International Title feud, and the 6-person Hell in a Cell match at Winter Discontent. Jake Steele who won best International Champion award 2008, only for Dan to take that title from him in that hellacious match. There was actual genuine hatred between these two, and only to find out that all this time, they've been brothers.
Dan shrugs himself up out of the security guards' grasp, only to slump straight back down into a chair, holding his hands in his head, muttering just one word.
Dan: ...........Wow..................
It's a strong word, when you consider where Dan's come from. 6 months ago his life was going fine. He was in a stable position in the fed, and his personal life was fine. But in that period, his family tree has completely been shattered. Not only has he found out he has a 13 year old kid but he's also found out that he's got a baby on the way. And this, well, this is just taking the biscuit.
Steele too, has got no idea what to do, say, or even think. Although very little is known about his family, to think that his happy parents must have had a sinister turn somewhere is just haunting to him. Did his dad sleep with another woman? Is that even his real dad? Was he adopted? They're all questions that are going to haunt Jake Steele for days to come, but for now it's just the sheer shock factor, that's hit him like a freight train, that leaves him incapable of anything but shaking his head with absolute bemusement.
Sometimes, no news is good news.
Warfare is certainly going to be interesting.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
The camera opens up, and we see Dan White, just off the uncontrollable brawl which followed the no contest decision in the eight-man tag match, slowly making his way through the corridors. He's a bit battered, a bit bruised, but more importantly, he's still to pick up a win in 2009. It's not been a good start to the year, and a loss, albeit indirectly as neither were part of the pin, to XS3 is going to hurt. Revenge is highly on the cards as Ragnarok creeps around the corner, but for now, he has to take care of some other business, as he barges through a set of double doors.
He makes his way to a familiar place, one that we saw on the first show of the new year; the ACW laboratory. Dan took a mandatory drugs test at the start of the year, but for some reason, there's been an anomaly. Has Dan secretly been pumping steroids? Is Dan a drugs cheat? Is this going to prove that Dan snorts $10,000 worth of coke up his nose every night? Is Dan addicted to heroin? Has Dan destroyed the whole integrity of ACW by failing a drugs test, thus leading to several federal cases that will cause ACW to pay a fine in the region of millions of dollars, and therefore have to lay off several wrestlers, and with the lack of star power struggle to sell Pay Per Views and merchandising and as a result cease to exist as a company?! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE DAN?!
Well, whatever Dan's in trouble for, it seems Jake Steele is in trouble for it too. Dan walks through the doors of the laboratory to see Steele, and there's almost a clash of personalities.
Dan: Oh, for fuck's sake. As if I needed more of your pathetic little stable being shoved down my throat.
Steele wasn't expecting Dan to come through the door, but if Dan's going to start a confrontation, Steele's more than happy to stand up to him.
Steele - Look, don't get mad dat you and X were too fuckin' stupid playin' with each other to worry about da match. Shit, you wasn't even out there for more den five minutes and you limpin' around like you done fell through a table.[/color]
Dan notices Steele's holding his stomach with one hand, which shows that the match took out more than just one person.
Dan: You know, I didn't think it would come to this, but you're really starting to do my tits in. What is it that means that wherever I turn, you're around the corner? I win the International Title, then BAM! Suddenly I'm taking a drugs test with you. Then we agree to not get in each other's way. BAM! Your sad little stable friend XS3 gets into beef with me. And now, right after we've been in a match with each other, you're here again!
Steele - Hey, don't think I'm tryin' to stalk you or anything. I'm just here to get my drugs test results.[/COLOR]
The mood in the room is still rather edgy, as the lab technician is yet to make his arrival, and it's rather tense.
Dan: It's still bloody dodgy that we both take a drugs test at the SAME TIME, and we're both called in. Someone's tampered with us, mate. And I bet you it's that fucking Freeman. Dirty little rat.
Steele actually laughs at Dan's remark.
Steele - Yeah, dat nigga would do anything for a win.[/COLOR]
...Wait for it....
Steele - Den again beatin' yo faggot ass is easy as fuck.[/COLOR]
There we go.
POW. Dan's up in Steele's face like a shot, with his fist held back, ready to lamp Steele into the medical cabinets. Steele quickly takes a step back, holding his arm up, anticipating the first move.
Dan: You don't know when to keep your fucking mouth shut mate, do you?
Steele - Fuck you, bitch! It's not my fault you couldn't even beat Freeman! What you got against me anyway besides my good looks, huh?[/color]
Dan: I've got no fucking idea, but I'll tell you this. I wouldn't be surprised to see if you've been shoving all sorts of drugs in your body. Beta blockers, Nandrolone, Amphetamines. After your ban for life you'll be known as Steelandrolone! You drug-taking bastard!
Steele - Like you da one to talk! Half the time you MUST be on some type of drug nigga, you walk around like you be winnin' matches and shit. Hahahaha, you no match winnin' ass nigga![/color]
The breathing becomes heavier, the heads get closer, and the fists clench tighter; it's only a matter of time before all hell breaks loose in the room, which is why it's almost a blessing in disguise as the lab technician walks in through the door.
Lab Tech: Hey guys sorry I-whoa whoa whoa! Boys, get in here!
Within a moment's instance, several security guards bustle through the door, pulling apart the crazed duo, both with the feeling of hatred towards each other brimming through.
Dan: What the fuck?! Let me go you prick!
Steele - Get da fuck off me pussy![/color]
The two are still kicking and screaming, and the lab technician has to resort to raising his voice. NOT GOOD.
Lab Tech: LISTEN!!!!
Silence. No kicking. No screaming.
Lab Tech: Now, I don't know how to break this news to you both, but I guess I have to do it with you both here for the sake of convenience.
Steele - So what drug is it? Who fucked wit' our shit?[/color]
Dan chooses not to make a comment himself, instead glaring over at Steele.
Lab Tech: Well, neither of you are taking drugs. In fact you aren't here because you're in trouble...
Dan rolls his eyes, whilst Steele sighs, almost of relief.
Dan: ....so?
Lab Tech: So...when I took your urine samples, I put them into the computer, and when they came through there was an anomaly in the computer. So what I did was I went into the ACW storage department and found some of the Hell in a Cell structure. I managed to take a blood sample for both of you, and-
Steele butts in.
Steele - Hold up, hold up, there were six guys in dat cell. How you know it was ours man?[/color]
Lab Tech: Well, I studied the videos and I was able to contact the location of where both your blood was spilt.
Ahh, that explains it.
Lab Tech: But anyways, I put your blood into the testing system and....well....
A very melancholy look appears on his face, as he gulps, taking his time.
Dan: ...Well.....
Lab Tech: ...Well, the simple factor is Dan, that you're related to Steele. Steele, you're related to Dan.
Well, words cannot really describe what's going on through the minds of both Jake Steele and Dan White. They both pretty much slink to the floor, only being held up by the security guards who are still holding the pair of them. But the look on their faces is one of sheer bewilderment. How? Why? When? Where? So many questions, but the pair of them aren't going to get an answer here. The lab tech cautiously flips through his clipboard, looking on at both men, who just stand there, jaws wide open, solemnly staring at each other.
Lab Tech: Erm, I know that this probably doesn't help the situation, but I guess it's my place to tell you. You're a lot more closely related than you would think. I mean DNA tracings between two people who are cousins, or uncle and nephew are a lot more sparse than those who are....well.....brothers. And for the latter, the tests are pretty much conclusive.
Steele just turns his head, slowly up at the lab technician. Words for once, have escaped the pair of them, and it's no surprise as to why. To think of the history behind these men. From the tag team titles and TLC at Heatwave last year, to more recently the International Title feud, and the 6-person Hell in a Cell match at Winter Discontent. Jake Steele who won best International Champion award 2008, only for Dan to take that title from him in that hellacious match. There was actual genuine hatred between these two, and only to find out that all this time, they've been brothers.
Dan shrugs himself up out of the security guards' grasp, only to slump straight back down into a chair, holding his hands in his head, muttering just one word.
Dan: ...........Wow..................
It's a strong word, when you consider where Dan's come from. 6 months ago his life was going fine. He was in a stable position in the fed, and his personal life was fine. But in that period, his family tree has completely been shattered. Not only has he found out he has a 13 year old kid but he's also found out that he's got a baby on the way. And this, well, this is just taking the biscuit.
Steele too, has got no idea what to do, say, or even think. Although very little is known about his family, to think that his happy parents must have had a sinister turn somewhere is just haunting to him. Did his dad sleep with another woman? Is that even his real dad? Was he adopted? They're all questions that are going to haunt Jake Steele for days to come, but for now it's just the sheer shock factor, that's hit him like a freight train, that leaves him incapable of anything but shaking his head with absolute bemusement.
Sometimes, no news is good news.
Warfare is certainly going to be interesting.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.