Post by Deranged on Oct 2, 2006 21:09:41 GMT 10
ONE LITTLE CHANGE
The scene comes in on a black couch, Deranged is sitting on one side, facing his mirror: on the other.
Deranged: So man, you have a shot at the world title. You know I don’t won’t it. Are you sure. YES
Deranged bangs his fist on the couch and is getting frustrated
Deranged: Ok then, I think I know a way we might be able to use this to out advantage. Yes, I’ listening. Well lets approach The Nightmare, and ask if we can trade the title in. For what. A match of our choice against Nightmare, at Spring Break. Now that is a good idea.
Deranged sits back and gazes at the ceiling.
(OOC: does everyone understand the dialogue like this? It is supposed to be deranged and his mirror talking to each other, though of course he is the mirror.)
Deranged: It could really help with phase 4. Yes it could. Think about it, you standing there at the end of it all, blood covering your face, I think it’s the best way to start your true Deathmatch Career. But what kind of match should we pick? Woah there mate, we got 2 hurdles first the first is convincing Nightmare, and the second is to win the match. No problems, you get crakin on the fist one, And I’ll go down to the parking lot to warm up for my morning session. Ok man but remember, start with the mini, do a few laps before using the heavier cars.
Deranged shakes his head.
Deranged: Yeah yeah, but I puling the Ute for the last few k’s. See if you can do the last k in under 5 this time.
Deranged contemplates.
Deranged: 2 tones of wait, 1 km. 5 minutes. Disturbed could do it easy. I know, but you know my PB is 5:05. yeah man, I reckon I can do it. Good luck.
Deranged run out of the room the camera zooms in on the mirror and fades to black.
***30 minutes latter***
We come back in on the parking lot, there is a small circular track with a few old beaten up cars, on what appears to be a start line we see Deranged pushing a old rusty Ute.
Deranged: That’s it mate, now put on the harness if you are going for a record.
The camera zooms over the side line, we see a ref, the mirror and a harness that is attached to a chain.
Deranged: Ok man
Deranged walks over to the harness and climbs into it. He grabs the chain and walks back over to the Ute.
Deranged: Are you ready for this, it will be a good test of your speed, with only a small strain.
Deranged plays round near the front of the Ute and starts to drudge forward with the chain attached.
Deranged: I know man, you promised me those trucks. And you’ll get them, but there only for serious weight training, these are for your speed and agility. OK.
The chain become taught and deranged begins to settle in
Deranged: OK, you know the drill, 10 laps of the circuit, the ref will time you, on your go. Ok,
Deranged leans against the chains and begins to breath heavily
Deranged: 1,2,3 Ahhhh
Deranged throws his wait into the harness and begins to pull off.
Deranged: That’s the way
Deranged picks up some speed and is now at a fast walk
Deranged: Come on pick it up. Ahhhh
Deranged puts on a burst of speed and is now at a fast jog. The old ute rolloing along behind him.
Deranged: That’s the stuff
Deranged finishes the first lap
Deranged: 42 seconds, good first lap
Deranged picks up the speed a bit as he continues his journey
Deranged: 1:09, good work
Deranged has his pace set now he just continues his run, beads of sweat running down his face
Deranged: 3 laps down and at 1:37, just keep going
Deranged is doing excellently, the old Ute is smoothly gliding around the track
Deranged: That’s the way, That’s the way 2:05
The sweat is poring of Disturbed but he is going round like it was nothing at all.
Deranged: 2:32 at the half way mark, your doing well.
Disturbed is now obviously feeling the effect, but he pushes on
Deranged: 3:01 boy, don’t let your pace drop
Deranged begins to breath heavily, the pain is now evident on his face, but he keeps going.
Deranged: 3:29 boy, your goanna make it
Deranged is dead on his feet, his body has finally caught up with him and he slows a little.
Deranged: 4:02. pic it up
Deranged attempts to pick up the pace but doesn’t do very well, he continues grunting and groaning
Deranged: 4:33, sprint the last one
Deranged lets out a blood curdling scream and picks up the pace. Deranged is almost sprinting, he passes the mark and just stops, The Ute continues its path, it is about to hit Deranged. He jumps, lands on the bonnet. The Ute continues and slams into a wall. Deranged is shaken but not heart. He takes a few seconds to get his breath back, gets of the Ute and walks back over to his manager. The Ref shows him the stopwatch.
Deranged: 4:59. 4:59, yeah. Nice work mate you did it, Now upstairs to the training ring, start your stretches and I’ll meet you up there. OK.
Deranged jogs over to the stair well in the corner and opens the door…
#TBC by anyone, feel free to meet him anywhere you want#
The scene comes in on a black couch, Deranged is sitting on one side, facing his mirror: on the other.
Deranged: So man, you have a shot at the world title. You know I don’t won’t it. Are you sure. YES
Deranged bangs his fist on the couch and is getting frustrated
Deranged: Ok then, I think I know a way we might be able to use this to out advantage. Yes, I’ listening. Well lets approach The Nightmare, and ask if we can trade the title in. For what. A match of our choice against Nightmare, at Spring Break. Now that is a good idea.
Deranged sits back and gazes at the ceiling.
(OOC: does everyone understand the dialogue like this? It is supposed to be deranged and his mirror talking to each other, though of course he is the mirror.)
Deranged: It could really help with phase 4. Yes it could. Think about it, you standing there at the end of it all, blood covering your face, I think it’s the best way to start your true Deathmatch Career. But what kind of match should we pick? Woah there mate, we got 2 hurdles first the first is convincing Nightmare, and the second is to win the match. No problems, you get crakin on the fist one, And I’ll go down to the parking lot to warm up for my morning session. Ok man but remember, start with the mini, do a few laps before using the heavier cars.
Deranged shakes his head.
Deranged: Yeah yeah, but I puling the Ute for the last few k’s. See if you can do the last k in under 5 this time.
Deranged contemplates.
Deranged: 2 tones of wait, 1 km. 5 minutes. Disturbed could do it easy. I know, but you know my PB is 5:05. yeah man, I reckon I can do it. Good luck.
Deranged run out of the room the camera zooms in on the mirror and fades to black.
***30 minutes latter***
We come back in on the parking lot, there is a small circular track with a few old beaten up cars, on what appears to be a start line we see Deranged pushing a old rusty Ute.
Deranged: That’s it mate, now put on the harness if you are going for a record.
The camera zooms over the side line, we see a ref, the mirror and a harness that is attached to a chain.
Deranged: Ok man
Deranged walks over to the harness and climbs into it. He grabs the chain and walks back over to the Ute.
Deranged: Are you ready for this, it will be a good test of your speed, with only a small strain.
Deranged plays round near the front of the Ute and starts to drudge forward with the chain attached.
Deranged: I know man, you promised me those trucks. And you’ll get them, but there only for serious weight training, these are for your speed and agility. OK.
The chain become taught and deranged begins to settle in
Deranged: OK, you know the drill, 10 laps of the circuit, the ref will time you, on your go. Ok,
Deranged leans against the chains and begins to breath heavily
Deranged: 1,2,3 Ahhhh
Deranged throws his wait into the harness and begins to pull off.
Deranged: That’s the way
Deranged picks up some speed and is now at a fast walk
Deranged: Come on pick it up. Ahhhh
Deranged puts on a burst of speed and is now at a fast jog. The old ute rolloing along behind him.
Deranged: That’s the stuff
Deranged finishes the first lap
Deranged: 42 seconds, good first lap
Deranged picks up the speed a bit as he continues his journey
Deranged: 1:09, good work
Deranged has his pace set now he just continues his run, beads of sweat running down his face
Deranged: 3 laps down and at 1:37, just keep going
Deranged is doing excellently, the old Ute is smoothly gliding around the track
Deranged: That’s the way, That’s the way 2:05
The sweat is poring of Disturbed but he is going round like it was nothing at all.
Deranged: 2:32 at the half way mark, your doing well.
Disturbed is now obviously feeling the effect, but he pushes on
Deranged: 3:01 boy, don’t let your pace drop
Deranged begins to breath heavily, the pain is now evident on his face, but he keeps going.
Deranged: 3:29 boy, your goanna make it
Deranged is dead on his feet, his body has finally caught up with him and he slows a little.
Deranged: 4:02. pic it up
Deranged attempts to pick up the pace but doesn’t do very well, he continues grunting and groaning
Deranged: 4:33, sprint the last one
Deranged lets out a blood curdling scream and picks up the pace. Deranged is almost sprinting, he passes the mark and just stops, The Ute continues its path, it is about to hit Deranged. He jumps, lands on the bonnet. The Ute continues and slams into a wall. Deranged is shaken but not heart. He takes a few seconds to get his breath back, gets of the Ute and walks back over to his manager. The Ref shows him the stopwatch.
Deranged: 4:59. 4:59, yeah. Nice work mate you did it, Now upstairs to the training ring, start your stretches and I’ll meet you up there. OK.
Deranged jogs over to the stair well in the corner and opens the door…
#TBC by anyone, feel free to meet him anywhere you want#