Evolving

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Friday, October 16, 2009 2:25 PM CDT#



[The tan colored walls neatly match everything else in the room, our camera pans over to a king sized bed to see, "The Native" Maurice Thompson with his head slightly slouched. He is wearing a black Mark Lagseth shirt with grey sweat pants. Sitting beside him is fellow Vision Quest graduate, Danny Gunderson whom is wearing a blue Unique Element shirt and jeans. A third of the DCWL Trios Championship sits beside him as he looks over at the disappointed 18 year old.]

DG: You had a good match, you just didn't focus on making sure you won. You proved that Leon Corella definitely isn't better than you are. Without the mistakes you made, you would have won that match. You've already done a lot more at this point in your career than I did at this time almost three years ago...

You have to realize, there's always another day.

[Maurice picks his head up, looking at Danny.]

MT: It was here in Bismark, I let a lot of people down. I let Corella beat me, he and Beckson are passing me off as an after thought now...

[Gunderson waves his hand interrupting Thompson.]

DG: Woah..Woah..Neither one of them have a good sense of modesty...neither one of take credit for their mistakes..and you definitely can't let your opponents get into your head. Don't worry about what they think..Worry about what happens next time you're in the ring with them...

[Thompson quickly responds.]

MT: I want that to be on November 4th...I'm sick of Corella's mouth..and Beckson's crap...

[Danny Sighs.]

DG: I know..we don't know the card for the show yet..So, who knows if that will happen. The only thing I do know is that Michael wants to train you for a week starting Wednesday.

[Thompson looks a little surprised.]

MT: Really? He can't be too happy, he's leaving for a tour of France next weekend...

DG: Don't worry about it, I talked to him for a while this morning. He got you, me, Aaron, and Gabe booked next Friday on a AIW card.

[Thompson nods his head.]

MT: I could use the experience, I'll call him and thank him today.

DG: Trust me..you'll be getting plenty of experience before Death Of A Ladies Man...We can worry about all of that on Tuesday when we fly out.

[Maurice turns his head to look at his digital clock beside his bed.]

MT: Two-thirty...Gabe and Aaron should be here soon.

[Danny stands up smiling.]

DG: Good, I hope this Di Donna's Italian is as good as your parents told me.

[Fade.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Saturday, October 17, 2009 9:00 PM CDT#

[Smooth Hip-Hop beats play in the background inside of a giant home in the town of Bismarck, North Dakota. A good number of people are gathered, with various drinking containers. If you didn't know any better, you would be led to believe underage drinking is prevalent at this party. But, DCWL doesn't support that behavior...right?]

[Anyway...The camera pans around the giant living room, getting glimpses at many attractive ladies wearing short skirts, dresses, and form fitting outfits. This is all despite the weather being a meager forty degrees outside. This must be an important get together tonight, a good number of gentleman are also in attendance. A few groups of people dance in various areas of the room, far off noise indicates people are scattered throughout the house.]

[After a few more moments of observation, the camera catches a glimpse of a breathtakingly stunning tanned blonde walking into the room, her hair goes a little past her shoulders. She wears a tight fitting blue dress with matching heels. Her skin is perfectly tanned, this is better known as Chelsea Devlin. The girlfriend of one Maurice Thompson. In fact, this massive house belongs to her parents, who seem to not be around for their little girls party. Hmmmm...]

[Chelsea walks over to a small stage in the living room, she walks up the steps before picking up a microphone. She flips on a switch, as a huge smile comes over her face.]

Chelsea: Uh..Uh..Uh..ummmm...Cut the music down for a minute.

[Someone cuts the music down. Playful whistles are made in the direction of Chelsea, she makes a playfully bites her index finger.]

Chelsea: We all know why we're here tonight, so I would like to call my amazing boyfriend...Maurice Thompson out here!

[With that, the camera turns in the direction where Chelsea entered to see a much more enthused Maurice Thompson enter the room, he wears jeans with rips and a yellow polo shirt. People enter from the adjacent rooms, everyone clapping and cheering for The Native. He jumps up on the stage and stands next to his girl.]

Chelsea: Alright..Alright..Everyone...

[The noise calms down a bit.]

Male Voice: I'M TAKING YOU HOME TONIGHT MAURICE!! YOU'RE HOT!!

[The camera pans in the direction of the voice to see Maurice's best friend, Max Oliver. Laughter is heard through the room as we turn back to the wonderful interracial couple.]

Chelsea: No he's not...This guy is mine tonight...

[Chelsea rubs on Marice's chest with a finger before turning towards him.]

Chelsea: Maurice, I'm glad you came up here during my Fall Break, I just got home from New York yesterday...Everyone is waiting to here from you so..take it away.

[Chelsea hands the microphone to Maurice, and everyone cheers again. Maurice has a smile on his face.]

Maurice: Thanks to everyone that went to the show, believe me I will redeem myself against Leon Corella...Well...I'm basically going to kick his ass next time I meet him in the ring.

[Applause Again.]

Maurice: The party is going great, I didn't expect this when I came back. So...I guess I owe a lot to my lady...

[Maurice turns towards Chelsea.]

Male Voice: KISS HER!! PISS OFF BECKSON!!

[The camera turns again in the area the voice came from to see another one of Maurice's good friends, Daniel Loyd. Everyone cheers again raising their drinks in the air.]

Party Goers: KISS HER! KISS HER! KISS HER!

Maurice: I guess that would piss off that ignorant extremely virile man...

[Chelsea starts leaning in and the two start kissing, the camera picks up on a little tongue passing between the two. Everyone is still cheering as they pull away smiling.]

Maurice: Everyone, lets get back to the party!

[The music cranks back up as the camera fades.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Monday, October 19, 2009 7:03 PM CDT#

[We open to a king sized bed, a white comforter with white and red roses decorate the bed. Maurice and Chelsea lay underneath the covers. Maurice is shirtless, and we can make out the top of a silver gown around Chelsea. Her head rests on his chest, her eyes closed. Maurice has his left arm around her shoulders.]

[The two remain silent for a few moments, a thoughtful look is on the youngsters face. Chelsea adjusts her head slightly, the eighteen year Interior Design major started dating Maurice their Sophomore year at Bismarck High School. Their relationship has been very smooth, even the past few months when distance would usually have become an issue.]

[Chelsea frequently makes trips to see Maurice, she has made a good amount of money during her modeling career. Many of their friends wonder how the two have lasted as long as they have. Both received multiple offers to stray on one another during their time in high school.]

[There was one occurrence where an ignorant bigot told Maurice to, "Go back to his injun reservation, and leave white women alone." He made the mistake of saying this in front of Chelsea, which led to a fight between the two which had to be separated by Max and a few other of Thompson's friends. Fortunately, this has been the only racism the couple has had to endure.]

[The silence is finally broken by Chelsea after allowing a sigh escape from her lips.]

Chelsea: I wish I didn't have to go back tomorrow...

Maurice: I do too, I'll be here until Wednesday. I've enjoyed the time off to relax though...



Chelsea: You've better enjoyed some other things too.

[Maurice grins.]

Maurice: Of course I have..

[Chelsea giggles.]

Chelsea: Good..Sorry you didn't get the match you wanted though.

Maurice: It's fine baby, I'll get them back in the ring sooner rather than later.

[She smiles.]

Chelsea: I love when you call me baby...

Maurice: Well you know I like making you happy.

Chelsea: You do a good job at that..Just bring me the Grand Championship now and we'll be straight.

[Chelsea opens her eyes to reveal her stunning sky blue eyes. She looks up and Maurice with a playful grin.]

Maurice: That's the goal I'm working towards babe. I just have to keep improving on the basics and keep focused.

[Chelsea lays her head back down on his chest.]

Chelsea: I know you'll do fine, I'm proud of you either way.

Maurice: I'm proud of you too..You can still hold your alcohol like a champ.

[She laughs.]

Chelsea: I work hard, so I can play harder.

Maurice: So that's why you're a model...

Chelsea: Hey, you know I love modeling.

[Maurice smiles.]

Maurice: I know, just a little joke.

Chelsea: Lets take a nap Mr. Thompson. I'm tired...

Maurice: That sounds good to me.

[The scene fades as Maurice begins to hold Chelsea.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Wednesday, October 21, 2009 12:07 PM CDT#

[Maurice sits on a bench, tugging at his Nike gym shorts, his white shirt drenched with ounces of sweat, his chest convulsing in want of more oxygen, his breaths heavy and sharp, his head down between his legs, his biceps pulsating, his knees shaking...]

[He drops to a knee, quickly followed by being on both knees with his hands barely able to hold him up. We hear two pair of footsteps walking into the room, we pan over to see Cold Blood and Michael Navarro standing over Thompson, both wearing, "Vision Quest" shirts. Cold Blood bends down and wraps the wet towel in his hands over Thompson's shoulders. Navarro hands Blood a plastic bottle. Cold Blood helps Thompson sit down on the ground before handing him the bottle, Thompson drinks from it as it is his first amount of liquid in months...]

[After what seems to be an eternity Thompson whips the bottle away from his mouth still gasping for air, whatever the liquid was has helped calm him down somewhat. Today was the first day of Thompson's week long training experience with Navarro and Cold Blood. He didn't even get inside a ring, they ran him through different kinds of aerobic exercises, had him run three miles, then had him do Leg Presses and Arm Curls without getting a break. The training began at 8:30 this morning, and just ended five minutes ago...]

[The eighteen year old was pushed to his limits, yet he survived the first day of this advanced training session. Maurice never once complained nor asked a question throughout the day, just kept continue working to the best of his abilities. For over three hours, he hardly had five minutes of rest during the rigorous training. Now it is time for, "The Native" to catch his breath...]

Navarro: The reason you lost to Corella, is because you ran out of stamina. Today is the first step in making sure that doesn't happen again. You have to be able to move and execute your offense and defense at the end of the match just as if it was near the beginning....

You did a great job.

[Cold Blood nods his head.]

Blood: Today was hard, but you made it through. You're stronger for it, days like this turn you into a champion Maurice. Fifty percent of everyone one of your matches are decided before you enter the ring, keep continuing on this path Maurice.

[Cold Blood stands up, he extends his hand and helps up Maurice.]

Navarro: Go home and get some rest..tomorrow is just as important.

[Thompson finds his center of balance, then nods his head.]

Thompson: I'm ready...

[Fades.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Friday, October 23, 2009 4:47 PM CDT#

[We are inside the South Mountain High School in Phoenix, Arizona. The Arizona Intense Wrestling Show, "Hot Shot" started at 4, AIW is notorious for having three hours shows. We're tuning in right after, "The Native" Maurice Thompson had his first match in the promotion and the third on tonights card.]

[He wrestled, "Superbird" Cade Falcon who has been wrestling in the Mountain Region since early 2007. He's received some moderate success, but has fell short during a few Championship matches. He is a 5'11'' 188 pound high flying Cruiserweight. As soon as the match was announced early last week, Hawk showed respect towards Thompson, and said a victory would be hard earned and a springboard to his career.]

[Thompson remained mostly silent about the match, but before the show he was looking to continue evolving in the ring and thought Hawk would be a good test. Yesterday, Cold Blood and Navarro put Thompson through a lighter work out, just going through some drills in the ring.]

[Early in this match, it was quick back and forth chain wrestling. Before the pace eventually sped up to the delight of the crowd, Hawk would whip Thompson over with a Spinning Head Scissors. Hawk then blasted off the ropes right into a Tomahawk Chop from Thompson. Thompson quickly pulled Hawk up for a move DCWL Announcers have been calling the Vision Quest; despite it not being the original Vision Quest. The spinning powerbomb variation earned Thompson a two count.]

[Hawk would regain the advantage after hitting a DDT and would keep it for a few moments. Thompson would eventually throw Hawk outside the ring, he went to the top turnbuckle and hit Hawk with the Moonsault from the top to the roar of the four hundred in attendance.]

[Hawk would keep fighting, until he attempted a Hurracanrana that Thompson amazingly reversed into the, Natives Unite to get the three count at the 13:44 mark. Getting a good victory on his 8th match of his career.]

[Now we return to the present, Maurice is walking in the back covered in sweat. He walks past the newly 3-Time AIW Champion 6'6'' 280 pound, Big Dawg Cole who nods at him.]

Cole: Good match young blood...

[Thompson nods back respectfully before finding a bench to sit on. Gabriel Lindsay walks up with Aaron Wilson, taking turns shaking his hand. The DCWL Trios Championships over their shoulders.]

Wilson: Great match man, we hope for the same result later tonight.

Lindsay: We're definitely going to get that result later..

Thompson: I hope so, I definitely got tested out there. I think I'm coming along well...

Wilson: Yeah, you're doing well just keep up the hard work.

Lindsay: But, we'll catch you later man. We've got to find Danny and go through some things...

[Maurice nods as Gabriel and Aaron walk away. Maurice sighs before titling his head back as we fade.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Saturday, October 24, 2009 11:32 PM CDT#

[We open to a plain tan wall, our camera pans around slowly taking in a mostly barren apartment room. This would be the Phoenix apartment of Maurice Thompson. The one bedroom home of , "The Native" is rather homely despite its small confinements .]

[Maurice comes into frame, shirtless, wearing Adidas shorts. His Samsung Alias to his ear, a smile on his face as he listens intently. He walks around his mostly clean bedroom, before jumping back first onto his bed.]

Thompson: Today was a little rough Chels...the War Of The Words cameras were there after training. They definitely put me through a tough routine...

[Thompson pauses for a moment as his girlfriend speaks, from earlier conversation she has been studying for a Political Science 1000 test all day. Now, she's headed to a friends party. She has been worried about Maurice undertaking the strict training under Navarro and Cold Blood.]

Thompson: I know baby...Everything is going fine, I'm a little sore and tired..but it's no different than you spending eight hours in a bikini in thirty degree weather...

[Thompson pauses again, he begins nodding his head. That quickly changes to a sigh as Chelsea stops speaking.]

Thompson: I know I'm not getting paid for it, but it's going to make me better in the ring. I definitely need that right now, especially if I want to make anything of myself out there...

[Maurice begins to smile as Chelsea takes a long time talking, he seemingly likes what, Ms. Devlin has to say.]

Thompson: Yea, I'll be flying in on the 5th and staying with you until the 10th. I'm looking forward to it...But, we'll talk about that later I want you to have fun tonight.

[Chelsea speaks for only a short amount of time.]

Thompson: Alright, goodnight baby.

[Maurice closes his phone, before tossing it the the side. He continues to lay on the bed. A far off look is in his eyes as he drifts into deep thought. After a few moments he rolls off his bed onto the floor, he grabs his Perfect Push Up equipment, and beings doing push ups as the scene fades.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Monday, October 26, 2009 3:07 PM CDT#

[After a relative light Sunday, where Blood and Navarro mostly had Thompson lifting weights and run a mile, Monday was much more difficult. They spent an hour watching film of Thompson, and his potential opponents in DCWL, they even had his recent match against Cade Falcon for Thompson to watch.]

[Afterward Thompson followed up with 10 minutes of continuous wind sprints of 20 feet a piece, this followed up with Thompson going over some drills with the new,, "Vision Quest" trainee Carl Horton, a "6'2'' 190 23 year old. This was a physically light hour as they worked on Thompson's footwork and decision making in the ring.]

[Finally, Thompson went through 30 minutes of intense aerobatics, before another half an hour of Squats and Leg Presses. This brings us up to Thompson getting ten minutes of rest and stretching before running two more miles.]

[After taking a few hours of rest Col Blood, Navarro, and Thompson are sitting around the ring in chairs going over what happened today. Thompson has been hydrating himself, so he looks to be in decent shape.]

Navarro: Did you the call from the IWO: Arizona Promoter?

Maurice: Yeah, I have a tag match on their Thursday show. with Mr. Jules Gold against the Sampson twins. It should be interesting...

Blood: It's your first tag match, you need to be focused. It will be a good experience for you.

Navarro: Gold is a little out there though...

[Blood grins.]

Blood: That is true.

Navarro: And I've been meaning to ask you Maurice, all the time we spent working on the Vision Quest, and you name that Spinning Powerbomb you made up, "Vision Quest?"

[Maurice pauses for a few seconds.]

Maurice: It was just something I've been playing with for awhile...

[Navarro cuts him off.]

Navarro: It hasn't done you any good yet, beside killing your stamina. But, you definitely aren't calling that the Vision Quest...

Thompson: It isn't, it's called...the...Evolving Vision Quest...no worries.

Blood: We looked through the tapes, you've been sloppy with it, you need to learn better ring placement. Tomorrow is your last day of training before we head to France.

Navarro: You've come a long way, I think you're improving some. You still have a long way to go, but we're impressed.

Thompson: I've tried to work hard, I'm definitely in a lot better shape. If I was like this when I faced Corella...

Blood: Exactly, you would have beat him in eight minutes. You had him, just didn't finish him.

Navarro: You know what we've worked on Maurice, you should be ready and prepared for anyone right now.

Maurice: I feel that I'm ready...

Blood: Just get some rest after tomorrow, have some fun. You've worked hard this week.

Maurice: I'll worry about fun after Thursday...

[The scene fades as they continue talking.]

[drchannard]

(Darkness.)

(Open up to the standard interview setup of an old wrestling show with a blue screen. Once again, this logo promotes a Bane interview and sure enough, he is center screen.)

Bane:
You know what, Thompson? You and I are a lot more alike than you think. You’re worried about me insulting your people so you have to stand up for them. And that’s exactly what I am doing. I am standing up for my people. The difference between the way I do it and the way you do it is that you like to pretend you’re doing it morally correct and look like a good guy while saying the things you say while I don’t care what people think about what I say and I will get in your face to say it.

You want an example? Try this on for size.

Right before you made out with your… (Bane chuckles a little) girlfriend… you went ahead and called me a extremely virile man. Apparently you and I don’t feel to differently about the homosexuals. (Bane smiles.) I can’t blame you. Their exsistance sickens me. The fact that they live with us and breathe the same air we do makes me want to vomit. They claim they want equal rights and be allowed to get married just like us but what they don’t realize is that they’re not like us at all. They’re immoral and unnatural. I know that. And it appears that you know that. But let’s look at how we approached the subject.

You called me a extremely virile man in a passing insult. A word that people say is no less “offensive” than teddy bear or truck nuts or Cosby. Yet you can get away with it because you’re a good guy, a guy people want to look up to. You just heard how I approached the subject matter. I told you exactly how I felt about them. I let my feelings be known. And people are going to hate me for it. They’ll call me a bigot and a racist but the fact remains that everyone is bigoted or racist in some way. Everyone wants their race to succeed. That’s why you’re so proud of your Injun heritage.

Now the difference between us is something you can see with your eyes. While you want your race and heritage to be great and the best in the world, I actually am a part of the most superior race in the world.

So next time you are in bed with your precious Chelsea, remember that as she is looking at your tiny red prick, know that she will be dreaming of my superior white cock. And next time she comes to one of our shows and you kiss her after your match, don’t worry about that salty taste on her tongue. It was just a little gift from me to her. How long do you think she could stay with an inferior species anyway?

(With that, the scene fades to black.)

[Jon A]

Word filter enacted. We got sponsors. Thank me for saving you from yourself later when you're paying your $1,000 fine.

- Kevin Alloy

(ooc: just funnin' ya)

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Tuesday, October 28, 2009 10:49 PM CDT#

[Today...What a day it was...The comments of one DCWL Grand Champion Julian Beckson caught the ear of Michael Navarro and Cold Blood early today, before their last training session with Thompson before they depart for France...]

[More importantly, Thompson also saw the internet footage as well. It's early morning release led Thompson to drive over to, "Vision Quest" at 5:30 in the morning just as dawn was ready to break. Navarro and Blood didn't arrive until 7:00, hoping that Maurice hadn't seen the footage...They knew he had when they saw him running on the treadmill at an 8 mph pace, already in a heavy sweat.]

[Neither were happy with the blatant bigotry once again exhibited by Beckson, but they knew how passionate Maurice is about his girlfriend and his reputation. For once, neither decided to remotely even approach Maurice until when their session began at 8am. By then Maurice had ran two miles, did three sets of bench presses, eight straight minutes of perfect wall sits, and 400 sit ups. At one point Cold Blood turned to whisper to Navarro, "At least he is centering his anger to improve himself."]

[They've grown to know Thompson very well, they were mostly angry with the fact Beckson attempted to put their student in the same bigot filled light as himself. Yet both admitted to each other that Thompson will have to learn to watch his words when he's been drinking and cameras are around.]

[As 8am came, Maurice walked over to his trainers not saying a world, his eyes looking deep in thought, his body dripping with perspiration, his muscles tense. From there Navarro and Blood ran Thompson through more in-ring drills with their newest student Carl Horton, who had also seen the video but was instructed to not say anything. Maurice would only say, "Yes sir." and "No sir" as they went forward with his work into the ring up until 9.]

[Afterward they put Thompson through some speed/strength drills where Thompson was constantly grunting during, pushing himself harder than ever before. Navarro and Blood mentioned he had a match in two days several times, wanting him to not go overboard.]

[Blood and Navarro decided to cut the training short at around ten, because they felt Thompson was going to hurt himself. They asked the DCWL cameramen to shut off their cameras as they spoke to Thompson after the training, only one can imagine how personal the conversation was.]

[Once Thompson got back to his apartment, he took a thirty minute shower until taking a nap from around eleven thirty until 4. When he woke, he contemplated calling his parents before deciding not to. Afterward he thought about calling Chelsea, then again decided not to.]

[At 6:15, Carl stopped by. Thompson let him in, Carl pressed to apologize for the things that Beckson had said, and that it was a bad representation for white people. Horton got his degree in Sociology from Arizona State last Spring. So, he felt compelled to speak to Thompson, Maurice hardly said anything in response. The most keynote quote from his mouth was, "I know Carl..I know not everyone is like him...I just know what has to be done." Carl left around seven, Thompson spent the next few hours on his computer, seemingly searching for something.]

[DCWL cameras caught Thompson making a few purchases online, shaking his head the entire time. Maurice laid down at around 8:30, and was almost asleep when his entrance music rang through the room. Thompson rolled over, opened his phone and immediately put it on speaker.]

[This leads us up to where we are now...]

Thompson: Uhh...Hello?

[Thompson yawns.]

Chelsea: Oh, I'm sorry baby...Did I wake you up?



Thompson: No...I'm just glad to hear your voice...

[We can tell Chelsea is grinning as she speaks.]

Chelsea: You are such a bad liar....How was your day?

Thompson: It was alright...

Chelsea: Well...I saw what Beckson had to say about you...

[Thompson quickly cuts her off.]

Thompson: Lets not talk about that baby.

Chelsea: No listen..Everyone knows you don't hate homosexuals..Everyone at that party was drunk and you didn't say anything that bad...

Thompson: Chelsea..You saw what he had to say about you...

[Chelsea makes a, "Pft" sound.]

Chelsea: He wishes he could get a girl..Even more a girl like me. He's a sad human being, that can't admit his own failures so decides to blame them on everyone else. It's disgusting...Don't let that get to you.

[Maurice doesn't say anything. His eyes still look far off in thought, it's hard to discern whether he is infuriated or somber, unprepared or focused, his state of mind is up for grabs. Thompson could either snap or fold into a shell, this is the point where a person decides who they really are.]

Chelsea: I just wanted to hear your voice, you haven't done anything wrong...Please don't let it get you down.

Thompson(mumbles): He will pay...

Chelsea: What was that hunny?

Thompson: I'm not going to let this keep going..that you can guarantee baby. I won't let someone talk about you like that.

Chelsea: Just know I support you....I'll let you go back to sleep.

Thompson: I love you Chelsea...

Chelsea: I love you too.

[Fade.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Friday, October 30, 2009 6:37 PM CDT#

[It has been a somewhat bland week since the events of Tuesday, Maurice has been trying to relax himself somewhat as the date for, "Death Of A Ladies Man" approaches. On Wednesday, Thompson took it easy, sat in his room most of the day before calling Chelsea that night. He never left his room, just took it easy, lost in thought.]

[On Thursday morning at around 9:30 , Thompson jumped in his 2000 Toyota Corolla to take the twenty minute drive to Glendale, Arizona for the International Wrestling Organization: Arizona's, "Pre Halloween Fest" show. The show is to be held in the Glendale Civic Center, where 600 tickets were pre sold to see the show.]

[Upon arriving in Glendale, he immediately went to the Sahuaro Ranch Park to kill some time. He walked around the rose garden, looked around the gift shop, and sat in the field. He left at around 11:20, immediately heading to Pedro's Mexican Restaurant. He ordered two Chicken Taco's along with the Red Beef taco served with a side of rice and medium Sunkist. His total came out to $18.26. He left a $4 tip before heading over to the Glendale Civic Center.]

[Thompson went to the dressing room, and got changed to his attire, and put his face paint. This is where he looked in a mirror and uttered a short yet symbolic message.]

The Only Race I'm Concerned With...

Is The Human Race

[Thompson then spent the next hour looking for his tag partner the eccentric, the flamboyant, Mr. Jules Gold. Gold is 6'1'' 219 pounds, and is known for playing around in the ring which takes away from his solid technical background, and many look to it as why the 27 year old, 5 year veteran has never made it past the mid card of an event, and has only had a short Arizona Ultimate Championship(belt belongs to Ultimate Wrestling out of Arizona) title reign to his name.]

[Their opponents are former 3 time International Wrestling Organization's Tag Team Champions, former International Wrestling Organization National Champions, and 5 time IWO: Arizona Tag Team Champions. The 8 year veterans, The Sampson Twins, Brian and Mike Sampson. Both are around 6'2'' and 220 pounds. The 29 year olds were seasoned veterans.]

[Thompson wouldn't find Gold until right before the second match of the show, which was there match. Around 3:15, he assured Thompson they had nothing to worry about. Maurice wasn't in the best of moods, and the underdogs went to the ring together.]

[Thompson impressed during the match, yet every time his team had the advantage Gold would pose to the crowd and let it slip away. At one point they had the brothers on the ropes, but Gold got himself into a bad predicament, by again wasting time and the Twins nailed him with their devastating, "Twin Dragon Special," Maurice was so annoyed he didn't even attempt to save Gold, and allowed them to get the victory.]

[After the show the IWO: Arizona promoter, Gerald Michaelson, gave Thompson his $250 check. He also said he was impressed with him and would stay in touch, and promised not to have him team with Gold anymore. At around 6:50, Thompson drove back to Phoenix.]

[On Friday, Thompson watched War Of Words again, he laughed through the Corella promo, and made a note to watch their match one more time. His eyes rolled as he watched Bane beg and plead with a woman who wanted nothing to do with him.]

[How Pathetic.../i]

[Those words came from his mouth as Bane's piece ended. Thompson looked up his flight time, which was, Saturday morning at 8:30. Thompson had made plans to go to a bar that night. Gabe Lindsay called him at 2:30 that evening and they planned to meet up in Thunder Bay, Thompson congratulated Lindsay on Unique Element's win last week. The team would again compete on November 6th in Toronto.]

[Which brings us to now, Thompson is laying in his bed, eating a protein bar. A focused look is on his face, the movie Max Payne playing in the background. A few idle words slip from his mouth.]

Things Are About To Change...

[Fade.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Friday, November 6, 2009 11:05 PM CDT#

[Much happened at Death Of A Ladies Man, but we shall address that situation in a bit...]

[Halloween wasn't much for Thompson, he slept all day before going out to a club with Aaron, Gabe, and Danny. They wouldn't get back to their apartment until 2 AM, but it was a good way to keep his mind off of things. Although he still remained quiet most of the night. He and Chelsea spoke briefly around 2:30, she was a little drunk from the party she went to. She was dressed as a naughty secretary, and decided to give her boyfriend a call when she got home.]

[The first day of November was about the same, Thompson paid $5 to workout at a local gym. He spent most of the time running and stretching making sure he was in proper shape for his match against Atma. At around 4:30 that evening he got a call from Cold Blood in France to check up on him and his psyche. The rest of the day was spent with Thompson reading results from indy shows around the US, seeing if he wanted to send any video to any specific organization.]

[November 2nd was another day of Thompson thinking to himself, he took a long walk in the area surrounding his apartment taking in the city of Thunder Bay. It's easy to do that when you're a rookie in wrestling, as nobody recognized Maurice. He passed a group of teenage girls that looked him over and started whispering to each other, that drew the only smile from him of the day.]

[On the 3rd Maurice went the local gym again, he decided to do some more stretching and did some leg exercises to attempt to build some leg strength. Afterward, he came back to the apartment and checked out his personal website. He hadn't received any mail about booking inquiries, which was disappointing as he is very eager to get more experience.]

[When the 4th came, Maurice got to the arena at 10 AM. He was the first wrestler in the building, as he sat alone in his locker room he took the now notorious bull whip from his bag, and looked at it blindly. He once whispered...]

This Has To Be Done...

[He quickly shoved it back in his bag when some of the ring crew, some of which were training with Grrr Guy in Boise, came into the room wanting to talk to Maurice. After they left, Maurice only spoke to the members of Unique Element. He never told them his plan, and was quite pleased when they told him they would be leaving after the trios match. They had to catch their plane to Toronto to face the Knights Of Chaumont(Clark Delamater & Reynard Laroque) and Washington Randall tomorrow night at the Canadian Revolution Wrestling show.]

[Maurice didn't pay much attention to the show as it started, he did pay attention to the Mad Cow and Corella match, Beckson's "Apology", and the Davis and Anderson match. He shook his head and said, "Lucky" when Anderson rolled up Davis after being controlled the whole match. Smirked when Mad Cow upset Corella, and starred blindly at the monitor as Beckson spoke to the crowd.]

[After his match with Beckson, and having the Doctor clean up a cut under his chin, Thompson took a long shower, changed, shoved the bottle of rubbing alcohol into his jeans, and got the bull whip ready. He intently watched at Max Turbo was seemingly making a comeback in the match, then out of nowhere Beckson whisked him to his back and nailed the, "Rahowa" for the victory. This is when Thompson began his sprint for the back, to the arena..and as they say...The rest is...]

[History....]

[That brings us to now, only a little over 24 hours after the show, Thompson received a call from IWO: Arizona promoter, Gerald Michaelson. Michaelson saw clips of what Thompson did and immediately offered Thompson $600(Plus the flight down whenever he wanted) to come to Arizona and work on their November 13 & 14 cards in Phoenix. He even offered to direct deposit the money to Thompson first thing Monday.]

[Thompson agreed after hearing his match on the 13th would be against his partner against The Sampson Twins, Mr. Jules Gold. On the 14th Thompson was slated to wrestle former IWO: Arizona Bullet Champion(Secondary Singles Title) the 6'5'' 257 pound, Norway Evens. Norway is only 23 years old, and is catching the eye of IWO promoters in the region, he is based out of Aspen, Colorado and is from a well to do family. This is a big match for Thompson.]

[He checked his website and there was inquiries from 3 other promotions. All saying they respected what Thompson did to Beckson and were impressed with his ability. The 1st came from Antonio Stanley who runs the small OPERATION: Victory promotion in Idaho, that does shows mainly in Boise. He offered to fly Thompson in from Phoenix(and back) and would pay Thompson $150 to wrestle on November 10th in Boise against former OPERATION: Victory Champion and number 1 contender to the said Championship, "Wonderful" Zack Williams. The 6'0'' 218 pound 21 year old is a three year vet and is a solid technician and loved by fans in Idaho. Maurice also accepted that offer.]

[The 2nd was from Margaret Ashbury the Promoter for the PASSION promotion that runs out of Los Angeles, California. A company that has a TV deal in the LA area. She wanted Thompson to come to their November 20th TV tapings and face their most dominating wrestler, VaX a 6'11'' 313 pound tattooed animal that wears an intimidating black and white mask with depictions of bloody knives on the side. VaX has been the International Wrestling Organization World Champion twice and has been the PASSION Champion having a six month reign. This is all in the not even two year career of VaX. Two things caught Thompson's attention, so he called the number Ashbury left.]

[Thompson asked why she was offering a cool $1,000 for the main event match that would appear on the 27th edition of PASSION Live, and why she's giving him the opportunity. She told he she appreciates standing up for what he believes in as she is dating an Hispanic man(who happens to be Esteban Benito a popular wrestler in California and Mexico). She also liked the talent he's shown and wanted to help him get noticed. So Thompson agreed to that match and was set to be flown to LA on the 18th.]

[The final one was from Benjamin Clearwater the Promoter of Arizona Intense Wrestling, who said Big Dawg Cole referred Thompson after seeing the ass kicking he gave Beckson, and having met Thompson at a show(plus being buddies with Navarro and Cold Blood). Clearwater was offering Thompson $250 to wrestle on their November 23rd show, against Patrick Miller a 5'11'' 205 pound 20 year old that is also a rookie. The match would lead off the show, and is only two days before Drink Black Whole Brew. Thompson accepted that offer as well for the match in Tempe.]

[...It seems like word gets around fast when you whip the most notorious wrestler in the country...]

[Maurice now lies in his bed, excited about Monday when he deposits his $300 DCWL check and his $2000 from his new bookings are deposited onto his account. His phone is on speaker again, his body language reads that he is in better spirits, but his eyes still seem far off. You can guess who he is on the phone with...]

Chelsea: ...I'm surprised you did that baby, I'm so glad you'll fight to respect my name...But, I don't want you to get in trouble, or arrested, or fired...

[Her voice seems a little nervous. Maurice smiles, he takes off his white, "Vision Quest" shirt and throws it to the side.]

Maurice: I wanted to do that for you...I wanted to do it for...Well, you know all the other reasons as well.

Chelsea: Yeah, he deserved it...After all he's said and done to people. He's disgusting...

Maurice: That I can agree with...

[Maurice turns his head, the camera pans towards the area he's looking. The bull whip comes into view laying in Thompson's black moon chair. The camera returns back towards him.]

Chelsea: Congratulations on winning too baby, I was worried when you started bleeding.

[He smiles.]

Maurice: I'm fine, I'm just glad I got the win...I have a lot of matches coming up soon....I won't be able to come visit you until December 4th.

Chelsea: Aww...I'm happy you're getting more matches, I wish I got to see you though.

Maurice: Me too...I fly back to Phoenix tomorrow...

Chelsea: When is your flight?

Maurice: 9 in the morning...

Chelsea: You need to get some sleep baby.

Maurice: Yeah, I am pretty tired..

Chelsea: I'll talk to you tomorrow?

Maurice: Definitely...

Chelsea: Goodnight..

Maurice: Goodnight..

[Fade.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Sunday, November 8, 2009 10:01 PM CDT#

[We open up to the, "Football Night In America" Half Time Show, the camera quickly pans away from the TV to show Maurice Thompson drinking a Riptide Rush Gatorade, while sitting on a hotel bed in Boise, Idaho. Thompson is enjoying his favorite sports team the Dallas Cowboys play against the Philadelphia Eagles on Sunday Night Football.]

[The past few days have been full of plane rides and unpacking his bags. Maurice decided; with encouragement from Chelsea, to see the town of Boise tomorrow. Maurice spent today watching clips on you tube of, "Wonderful" Zack Williams for his match on Tuesday in OPERATION: Victory. Thompson feels that he will have to keep Williams uncomfortable.]

[Idaho isn't known to have tough competition on their indy scene, and while Williams will be on of the best in the state, he would be at the lower middle end of the pack in areas like New York, California, or Texas. Or so say the wrestling experts...Thompson isn't taking Williams for granted. He's looking at the match as a learning experience. In it being his 11th match of his career.]

[Maurice looks relaxed for once, still not having said much about what happened with Beckson, and hasn't had anything to say about the recent words of Leon Corella. With everything going on, Thompson just seems relaxed and enjoying himself for once.]

[One would think that Thompson is eagerly awaiting whether he will be facing Corella or Beckson at Black Hole Brew, but right now it looks as if he isn't even worried about wrestling...]

[All of that changes Tuesday...]

[Fade.]

[yansuko]

#Enter#

#Monday, November 9, 2009 11:36 PM CDT#

[Today, Maurice woke up early this morning around 9:30, and immediately went to the Idaho State Historical Museum to tour the area. After wasting an hour, he decided to head back to his hotel and have some Lucky Charms for breakfast. He then got on his computer...]

[That is when a light lit within Thompson...]

[Maurice saw the comments from Kevin Alloy and he was not at all pleased. He spent the next few hours making phone phone calls about the issue, then he decided to take a nap. Afterward, he watched Monday Night football...]

[Now Thompson stands in front of the camera, the first he has made a direct gesture to the cameras watching him in a long time. His eyes are filled with disappointment and passion. The totality of the situation has boiled over...]

[He stands shirtless, wearing "Vision Quest" grey sweat pants, his hands on his hips.]

Thompson: Kevin Alloy...

[...Getting Straight To The Point...]

Thompson: I'm letting you know...I'm not paying a penny of the fine, I will not play this game with DCWL management, I will not be made to look like I'm the misguided party in this situation.

[Thompson raises a finger.]

Thompson: You like word play Alloy? How is this for you, "There's two types of people in this world...Those that stand up to evil..."

[Thompson points his index finger at himself.]

Thompson: "Then there's those in DCWL management that endorse evil..by doing nothing..."

[Ouch...And yes...The passion is burning in his eyes, venom seeping from his tongue, a razor sharp tone coating each word.]

Thompson: I finally decide enough is enough, that I wasn't going to stand by and let a bigot stand tall without any reciprocation...That I was going to do something, that neither you or Hayden would..

[Thompson folds his arms.]

Thompson: I'm sure you felt making Beckson give a non sincere apology would make good for everything he's done and said...That's why you have a problem, that's why if the world was full of people with your mindset...

...The Bigots...

...The Racists...

...The Ignorant...

...Would Always Win...

Thompson: Alloy, you want to send Complete Control after me? Really, your stones are really that small?

[Thompson's glare pierces into the camera.]

Thompson: If you want to make me pay for doing something everyone else was afraid to do...

Step-Into-The-Ring-And-Do- It-Yourself!!

[Each world was said sharp and direct, challenging Kevin Alloy morality itself.]

Thompson: I will wrestle no one other than yourself at Black Hole Brew...I'm not even sure if you have the strength to back up your decision on a punishment, your foolish words, and face me yourself...I expect you to give some bureaucratic excuse...

[Maurice pauses, deep sharp breaths come from his nose.]

Thompson: To make my feelings about you clear Alloy...

*uck You...

[...Woah...He can't say that to Alloy!]

And

[What Else Can He Add?]

Kiss My...

[Fade.]

[leoncorella]

Corella- ....This is not going to end pretty. It'll be a learning experience for you, Maurice, I hate to say it. One that I have already learned the hard way, much as you are about to right now.

[...Leon just shakes his head and walks off...]