KL_HellRaiser
02-27-2008, 09:06 PM
We open with a view of a large room; neatly furnished the camera rotates slowly showing a large leather seat authentically creased. A table with some papers neatly folded on top shortly followed by a huge deep oak rich bed. The duvet is left untidy and to the right of the bed we see steam rising out of a gap at the bottom of the wooden door. A murmured voice can be heard breaking in to hums and whistles behind a strong stream of water.
After a few moments the shower is silenced footsteps are heard as the door swings open....
Nathan Blake steps out into view with a towel wrapped around his body. Covered in water drops, steam leaves his body slowly swirling away. Walking over to the bed he hunches over resting his weight on to the end of the bed. A sudden sharp knocking is heard on the door…
Nate:
Yes!
Woman:
Room service Mr Blake we have your breakfast ready, complete with English tea, scrambled egg along with two buttered croissants specifically what you asked for sir.
Nate:
Well the door is open make it snappy.
The door opens swiftly an attractive young lady pushes in a couple of dishes with plastic coverings keeping them warm. As she looks up to see the half naked Nate she blushes…
Woman:
Sorry sir I did not realize you were not decent.
Nate:
Good god woman im the most decent person you will ever meet. Us British people are the vision of decent my deer lady.
The hotel assistant laughs as she prepares to leave…
Nate:
An American employee who does not expect a tip astounding usually you people are hanging round a customer’s ankle panting like a dog for a few dimes! Seeing as you haven’t asked here is a tip for you just so you do not feel cheated. Tune into WcE this Sunday to witness greatness dominate in the squared circle. People want the wow factor but since when have people known what’s good for them? I will give them British Brash Brilliance in abundance! How’s that for a tip?
Woman:
Ok? Is there anything else I can do for you sir?
Nate:
That will be all.
As the assistant leaves looking very baffled Nate reaches down to the platter on which the breakfast is served to pick up the paper.
Nate:
Stupid woman can not even understand her borrowed language.
Unfolding the paper he turns to the back page where a large portion is reported on WcE and the up and coming event Valentines Vendetta. Reading under the heading bitter battle to unfold Nate continues…
Nate:
Prepare to witness a bitter brawl between two super athletes TV champ Nathan Blake and former champ Chris Cannon. The two have been locked in a rivalry since Blake arrived on the scene a few weeks ago. Although the fans would love to see Nathan lose none can deny the match is going to be anything but pretty.
Nathan smirks at the last comment before folding and placing the paper back down. He enters back into the bathroom and returns wearing a grey tracksuit. Sitting down he begins to eat his breakfast.
Nate:
Good the world is waiting to be disappointed and I am someone who delivers. After this week I will have landed and the world will see what greatness is.
Nate finished with breakfast pushes the trolley out of his room. He grabs some dark metallic black shades and he places them on his face.
Nate:
Time to do some work each minute spent training is another 5 minutes of agony for my dear little Christopher.
Nate walks out of the room locking the door behind him. The camera follows him leaving the hotel on entering the outdoors we feel a brisk breeze tainted with moisture. Nathan begins to jog surrounding him and the hotel is a glorious old forest with branches hanging long with age.
Nate follows a stony path it’s extremely narrow and the camera begins to pick up pace it moves along directly to the side profile of Blake. Trees brush past and the faint breathing of Nathan can be heard. We see him jogging at a good pace and entering into a clearing in the woods. The grass is untamed and wild, leafless trees hang at all angles. Nathan walks into the center of the circular clearing.
After a few seconds Nate’s phone begins to ring…
Nate:
Hello
Voice:
Hi there Nathan im a member of WcE promotional team, Vincent just phoning to check that your all booked into your hotel and everything is all go for this Valentines.
Nate:
Yes everything is adequate and yes im ready to go for VV. My training for the match is nearing the latter stages good for me bad for Christopher.
Vince:
Well that is great to hear we are expecting record numbers for this event as the promotional tour has been a great success. So on behalf of the WcE good work and we look forward to seeing a great match this week.
Nate:
Well that all depends on what your idea of a great match is. What I will guarantee is your going to see me do everything in my power to bury the idea of Mr Cannon ever being in my league. Hope you have a good referee booked for this match because Christopher is going to need all the protection he can get!
Vince:
Ok Nate that’s not my area of responsibility. All the same pal see you there and take it easy.
Nate:
I'm not you pal! Goodness we have some incompetent staff in this business. Good day to you.
Nate hangs up the phone and looks up at the grey clad sky a faint glimmer of the sun behind a cloud reflects off his shades. Nate jumps around gearing himself up for some hard running before proceeding at a startling pace as the camera floats upwards fading out as Nate disappears into the shadow of the woods.
After a few moments the shower is silenced footsteps are heard as the door swings open....
Nathan Blake steps out into view with a towel wrapped around his body. Covered in water drops, steam leaves his body slowly swirling away. Walking over to the bed he hunches over resting his weight on to the end of the bed. A sudden sharp knocking is heard on the door…
Nate:
Yes!
Woman:
Room service Mr Blake we have your breakfast ready, complete with English tea, scrambled egg along with two buttered croissants specifically what you asked for sir.
Nate:
Well the door is open make it snappy.
The door opens swiftly an attractive young lady pushes in a couple of dishes with plastic coverings keeping them warm. As she looks up to see the half naked Nate she blushes…
Woman:
Sorry sir I did not realize you were not decent.
Nate:
Good god woman im the most decent person you will ever meet. Us British people are the vision of decent my deer lady.
The hotel assistant laughs as she prepares to leave…
Nate:
An American employee who does not expect a tip astounding usually you people are hanging round a customer’s ankle panting like a dog for a few dimes! Seeing as you haven’t asked here is a tip for you just so you do not feel cheated. Tune into WcE this Sunday to witness greatness dominate in the squared circle. People want the wow factor but since when have people known what’s good for them? I will give them British Brash Brilliance in abundance! How’s that for a tip?
Woman:
Ok? Is there anything else I can do for you sir?
Nate:
That will be all.
As the assistant leaves looking very baffled Nate reaches down to the platter on which the breakfast is served to pick up the paper.
Nate:
Stupid woman can not even understand her borrowed language.
Unfolding the paper he turns to the back page where a large portion is reported on WcE and the up and coming event Valentines Vendetta. Reading under the heading bitter battle to unfold Nate continues…
Nate:
Prepare to witness a bitter brawl between two super athletes TV champ Nathan Blake and former champ Chris Cannon. The two have been locked in a rivalry since Blake arrived on the scene a few weeks ago. Although the fans would love to see Nathan lose none can deny the match is going to be anything but pretty.
Nathan smirks at the last comment before folding and placing the paper back down. He enters back into the bathroom and returns wearing a grey tracksuit. Sitting down he begins to eat his breakfast.
Nate:
Good the world is waiting to be disappointed and I am someone who delivers. After this week I will have landed and the world will see what greatness is.
Nate finished with breakfast pushes the trolley out of his room. He grabs some dark metallic black shades and he places them on his face.
Nate:
Time to do some work each minute spent training is another 5 minutes of agony for my dear little Christopher.
Nate walks out of the room locking the door behind him. The camera follows him leaving the hotel on entering the outdoors we feel a brisk breeze tainted with moisture. Nathan begins to jog surrounding him and the hotel is a glorious old forest with branches hanging long with age.
Nate follows a stony path it’s extremely narrow and the camera begins to pick up pace it moves along directly to the side profile of Blake. Trees brush past and the faint breathing of Nathan can be heard. We see him jogging at a good pace and entering into a clearing in the woods. The grass is untamed and wild, leafless trees hang at all angles. Nathan walks into the center of the circular clearing.
After a few seconds Nate’s phone begins to ring…
Nate:
Hello
Voice:
Hi there Nathan im a member of WcE promotional team, Vincent just phoning to check that your all booked into your hotel and everything is all go for this Valentines.
Nate:
Yes everything is adequate and yes im ready to go for VV. My training for the match is nearing the latter stages good for me bad for Christopher.
Vince:
Well that is great to hear we are expecting record numbers for this event as the promotional tour has been a great success. So on behalf of the WcE good work and we look forward to seeing a great match this week.
Nate:
Well that all depends on what your idea of a great match is. What I will guarantee is your going to see me do everything in my power to bury the idea of Mr Cannon ever being in my league. Hope you have a good referee booked for this match because Christopher is going to need all the protection he can get!
Vince:
Ok Nate that’s not my area of responsibility. All the same pal see you there and take it easy.
Nate:
I'm not you pal! Goodness we have some incompetent staff in this business. Good day to you.
Nate hangs up the phone and looks up at the grey clad sky a faint glimmer of the sun behind a cloud reflects off his shades. Nate jumps around gearing himself up for some hard running before proceeding at a startling pace as the camera floats upwards fading out as Nate disappears into the shadow of the woods.