It's Only a Test
Sept 9, 2015 2:37:09 GMT -5
Post by Stephen on Sept 9, 2015 2:37:09 GMT -5
The camera pops on and we see the hand of Troy Dawes retract from above. He begins to move it from left to right and, after finally settling on a position that he’s satisfied with, moves away from the camera and takes a seat next to Aric Keaton on a couch.
Aric: This is ridiculous, Troy. We’ve been best buds since high school and this is how you honor that friendship.
Troy: Quit your bitchin’ and smile for the camera.
Aric: I still don’t understand what any of this is.
Troy: This is the second best part of wrestling next to the matches, Aric. This is where you talk shit about whoever you’re about to fight.
Aric: Why would I want to do that?
Troy: To intimidate them!
Aric: I haven’t heard anything from either Mercy Williams or Danny Hall and I’m scared shitless.
Troy: Jesus Christ. Be a man!
Aric: Alright, alright.
Aric takes a deep breath.
Aric: Ahem. Um, yeah. I’m Aric Keaton, and I going to beat the crap out of you!
Aric points to the camera. He and Troy both sigh and shake their heads.
Aric: That was lame, huh?
Troy: You look like the locker room’s new resident bitch.
Aric nods his head in agreement. Before letting out a groan of frustration.
Aric: Troy, I’m five-eleven and a buck seventy. The most physically straining thing I’ve done recently was help you move into your eighth floor apartment.
Troy: You know what, screw it.
Troy shoves Aric out of the frame.
Troy: My name is Troy Dawes, and I’ve heard that LDFC is the place to be for up and coming fighters. Well my man, Aric Keaton is guaranteed to be the next big thing. This man graduated in the top five percentile of his class at Vanderbilt. He was vice president of the SGA for two years. He started and ran the Finance Club in his final year. This man leaves his mark, his legacy, wherever he goes and LDFC will be no exception.
Troy grabs a shocked Aric and pulls him back into the frame, his arm over his shoulder and his finger pointing at him.
Troy: Look at this face. Does this not look like the face of a champion?
Aric: I think you’ve made your point, Troy.
Troy: I don’t think I have, Aric. Not by a long shot. These guys don’t think you have what it takes because you’re new. You’re so inexperienced, that they had to throw you into a match with two other people.
Aric: Thanks for the reminder.
Troy: It’s a test, Aric. It’s an opportunity for you to let loose, be unhinged for once! There’s an animal hidden beneath that goofy exterior of your’s and it’s high time we uncaged it. Mercy Williams and Danny Hall are going to regret stepping into that ring with you.
Aric: Enough, Troy.
Aric shoves Troy out of the frame and inhales deeply.
Aric: Look, Mercy, Danny, I’m not some quiet guy with some pent up anger that’s ready to be unleashed. I’m, just a geek, honestly. But, that other stuff Troy said about me is true. I do take pleasure in leaving a lasting impression in anything I set out to do. Even though I’m only here because this idiot is giving me no other choice, I still want to excel at this sport. I’m new and inexperienced so I don’t expect much from myself come September 16th, but that doesn’t mean that I expect any less than I’m capable of. And even if what I’m capable of proves to be insufficient, I’ve learned over the years that the only way to get better is to fail, fail, and fail some more before you finally find the winning formula.
Aric grins before looking off camera to Troy.
Aric: So I guess you’re right, Troy. This is a test, but more like a diagnostic test. Afterall, LDFC is also a school, right?
Troy reenters the frame.
Troy: Exactly, and you’ve always been one hell of a student.
Aric: Always in the top percentile of the class.
Troy: There’s the confident Aric I know. You’ve got this.
Aric: We’ll see.
Troy: Aw, don’t be like that.
Aric: What, humble? You should try modesty on every once in awhile, actually.
Troy: I don’t know the definition of the word. Modest enough for you?
Aric: Smartass. Anyway, Mercy and Danny, I wish you both the best of luck in our match. No matter the outcome, I’m sure all three of us will be better wrestlers from the experience.
Troy: Stop being so damn nice!
Fade
Aric: This is ridiculous, Troy. We’ve been best buds since high school and this is how you honor that friendship.
Troy: Quit your bitchin’ and smile for the camera.
Aric: I still don’t understand what any of this is.
Troy: This is the second best part of wrestling next to the matches, Aric. This is where you talk shit about whoever you’re about to fight.
Aric: Why would I want to do that?
Troy: To intimidate them!
Aric: I haven’t heard anything from either Mercy Williams or Danny Hall and I’m scared shitless.
Troy: Jesus Christ. Be a man!
Aric: Alright, alright.
Aric takes a deep breath.
Aric: Ahem. Um, yeah. I’m Aric Keaton, and I going to beat the crap out of you!
Aric points to the camera. He and Troy both sigh and shake their heads.
Aric: That was lame, huh?
Troy: You look like the locker room’s new resident bitch.
Aric nods his head in agreement. Before letting out a groan of frustration.
Aric: Troy, I’m five-eleven and a buck seventy. The most physically straining thing I’ve done recently was help you move into your eighth floor apartment.
Troy: You know what, screw it.
Troy shoves Aric out of the frame.
Troy: My name is Troy Dawes, and I’ve heard that LDFC is the place to be for up and coming fighters. Well my man, Aric Keaton is guaranteed to be the next big thing. This man graduated in the top five percentile of his class at Vanderbilt. He was vice president of the SGA for two years. He started and ran the Finance Club in his final year. This man leaves his mark, his legacy, wherever he goes and LDFC will be no exception.
Troy grabs a shocked Aric and pulls him back into the frame, his arm over his shoulder and his finger pointing at him.
Troy: Look at this face. Does this not look like the face of a champion?
Aric: I think you’ve made your point, Troy.
Troy: I don’t think I have, Aric. Not by a long shot. These guys don’t think you have what it takes because you’re new. You’re so inexperienced, that they had to throw you into a match with two other people.
Aric: Thanks for the reminder.
Troy: It’s a test, Aric. It’s an opportunity for you to let loose, be unhinged for once! There’s an animal hidden beneath that goofy exterior of your’s and it’s high time we uncaged it. Mercy Williams and Danny Hall are going to regret stepping into that ring with you.
Aric: Enough, Troy.
Aric shoves Troy out of the frame and inhales deeply.
Aric: Look, Mercy, Danny, I’m not some quiet guy with some pent up anger that’s ready to be unleashed. I’m, just a geek, honestly. But, that other stuff Troy said about me is true. I do take pleasure in leaving a lasting impression in anything I set out to do. Even though I’m only here because this idiot is giving me no other choice, I still want to excel at this sport. I’m new and inexperienced so I don’t expect much from myself come September 16th, but that doesn’t mean that I expect any less than I’m capable of. And even if what I’m capable of proves to be insufficient, I’ve learned over the years that the only way to get better is to fail, fail, and fail some more before you finally find the winning formula.
Aric grins before looking off camera to Troy.
Aric: So I guess you’re right, Troy. This is a test, but more like a diagnostic test. Afterall, LDFC is also a school, right?
Troy reenters the frame.
Troy: Exactly, and you’ve always been one hell of a student.
Aric: Always in the top percentile of the class.
Troy: There’s the confident Aric I know. You’ve got this.
Aric: We’ll see.
Troy: Aw, don’t be like that.
Aric: What, humble? You should try modesty on every once in awhile, actually.
Troy: I don’t know the definition of the word. Modest enough for you?
Aric: Smartass. Anyway, Mercy and Danny, I wish you both the best of luck in our match. No matter the outcome, I’m sure all three of us will be better wrestlers from the experience.
Troy: Stop being so damn nice!
Fade