Post by McDanno on Mar 1, 2006 22:45:30 GMT -5
The camera fades in on Johnny Grey sleeping in his bed. The camera zooms in real close and eventually a video is played of Johnny Grey's dream. He stands alone in the middle of a field when gray clouds begin to form. A thunderstorm erupts as purple lightning begins touching ground. Sweat trickles down from The Machine's brow. The anxiety in him is rising as a shadowed man walks over
Johnny Grey: Heh, What do you want?
: All you need to know is I have a proposition for you.
Johnny Grey: Yeah? well what do you think you can propose to me that would be interesting? Just so ya know, I don't swing to the left.
: Good info. But thats nto what I mean. I can offer you truth.
Johnny Grey: what're you talking about?
Just then the man points to behind himself as ANOTHER Johnny Grey comes running over. He's in his old yellow attire with that same tainted look on his face. He looks as if he's too cocky for anyone to take down. The two begin to brawl. Blood is spewing from both mens knows and upper lips. The man sits there and begins cackling over what ensues.
Johnny Grey (real one): There's no use.....umm ME! I know your every move...cause well you are me!
Johnny Grey(fake): Oh really? Do you think you have the ability to overcome "The Machine" inside the ring? You are no match, The Establishment is the golden standard!
The fake heel Johnny Grey runs over to the real one and delivers a nice toe kick to the stomach. He looks deep into the real JG's eyes
Johnny Grey (fake): Always remember. We were better than this. and surprise! I can see you're every new move as well!
Johnny Grey, the heel, delivers The Glance At Greatness (twist of fate) with great strength and Johnny Grey's face bounces off the hard rock floor. The dream fades away with the maniacle laughter of the two. Johnny Grey shoots out of bed.
Johnny Grey: NO! I'm not like that anymore!
Johnny Grey breathes and realizes it was just a dream he takes a breath ones more
Johnny Grey: Oh god, I can't handle this. I gotta call Bruce in here.
He picks up the phone and dials Walker's number. Walker answers.
Bruce Walker: Hey Johnny whats going on brotha?
Johnny Grey: Bruce! Thank God! Are you still here at the arena?
Bruce Walker: Yeah sure whats up?
Johnny Grey: Come to my locker room quickly!
The two hang up the phone and the camera man moves outside the locker room. Bruce Walker finally gets to JG's locker room and enters. The lights are off everywhere and Johnny Grey is no where to be seen. He walks back to the bedroom where he flicks on the light. Johnny Grey is no where to be found. CLANG! Bruce falls to the floor with a spatter of blood coming from his forehead. The camera man turns to behind the bedroom door seeing Johnny Grey holding a steel pipe with a blood splatter on it! Johnny Grey crouches down
Johnny Grey: The heel, has returned home. Look at you Bruce. You're weak! You've become this sniveling good guy, who cares about what those pigheaded, fat, malnutritioned, horrible hygened FANS think of us! We're the gold standard still till this day! The fans should worship us, not be our friend! You are weak! An Establishment member bottom feeding like that ARE YOU NUTS!? The Rage would've never kept you. You would've never been with us with a record like this. Follow the light Bruce, follow the shadowed man in your dreams. Become one with your heel and return home!
Johnny Grey drops the steel pipe right next to Bruce Walker. He goes over to the closet and grabs his black duffle bag. He glances over at Bruce on the floor one more time. Johnny Grey shakes his head in pity as the camera fades to black on the closing door of Johnny Grey's locker room.
Johnny Grey: Heh, What do you want?
: All you need to know is I have a proposition for you.Johnny Grey: Yeah? well what do you think you can propose to me that would be interesting? Just so ya know, I don't swing to the left.
: Good info. But thats nto what I mean. I can offer you truth.Johnny Grey: what're you talking about?
Just then the man points to behind himself as ANOTHER Johnny Grey comes running over. He's in his old yellow attire with that same tainted look on his face. He looks as if he's too cocky for anyone to take down. The two begin to brawl. Blood is spewing from both mens knows and upper lips. The man sits there and begins cackling over what ensues.
Johnny Grey (real one): There's no use.....umm ME! I know your every move...cause well you are me!
Johnny Grey(fake): Oh really? Do you think you have the ability to overcome "The Machine" inside the ring? You are no match, The Establishment is the golden standard!
The fake heel Johnny Grey runs over to the real one and delivers a nice toe kick to the stomach. He looks deep into the real JG's eyes
Johnny Grey (fake): Always remember. We were better than this. and surprise! I can see you're every new move as well!
Johnny Grey, the heel, delivers The Glance At Greatness (twist of fate) with great strength and Johnny Grey's face bounces off the hard rock floor. The dream fades away with the maniacle laughter of the two. Johnny Grey shoots out of bed.
Johnny Grey: NO! I'm not like that anymore!
Johnny Grey breathes and realizes it was just a dream he takes a breath ones more
Johnny Grey: Oh god, I can't handle this. I gotta call Bruce in here.
He picks up the phone and dials Walker's number. Walker answers.
Bruce Walker: Hey Johnny whats going on brotha?
Johnny Grey: Bruce! Thank God! Are you still here at the arena?
Bruce Walker: Yeah sure whats up?
Johnny Grey: Come to my locker room quickly!
The two hang up the phone and the camera man moves outside the locker room. Bruce Walker finally gets to JG's locker room and enters. The lights are off everywhere and Johnny Grey is no where to be seen. He walks back to the bedroom where he flicks on the light. Johnny Grey is no where to be found. CLANG! Bruce falls to the floor with a spatter of blood coming from his forehead. The camera man turns to behind the bedroom door seeing Johnny Grey holding a steel pipe with a blood splatter on it! Johnny Grey crouches down
Johnny Grey: The heel, has returned home. Look at you Bruce. You're weak! You've become this sniveling good guy, who cares about what those pigheaded, fat, malnutritioned, horrible hygened FANS think of us! We're the gold standard still till this day! The fans should worship us, not be our friend! You are weak! An Establishment member bottom feeding like that ARE YOU NUTS!? The Rage would've never kept you. You would've never been with us with a record like this. Follow the light Bruce, follow the shadowed man in your dreams. Become one with your heel and return home!
Johnny Grey drops the steel pipe right next to Bruce Walker. He goes over to the closet and grabs his black duffle bag. He glances over at Bruce on the floor one more time. Johnny Grey shakes his head in pity as the camera fades to black on the closing door of Johnny Grey's locker room.
