Post by Anthony Jordan on May 21, 2011 13:04:46 GMT -4
*The scene opens up inside "The Role Model's" mansion. Anthony Jordan sits on his ottoman as he stares at the television. The recent events of AWA play as the former competitor take them all in.*
Jordan: "If I wanted to, I could mow through this weakened roster."
*He chuckles to himself as his long-time assistant Scorpion walks into the shot.*
Scorpion: "So when are we going back?"
Jordan: "We not going back. I am kind of sour on the business in case you forgot the last year."
Scorpion: "But you always do this."
Jordan: "Do what?"
Scorpion: "When the fed reopens, you take the most time to commit, but you always show up."
Jordan: "This is not some plan for publicity. I have no desire to go back. Why would I want to?"
Scorpion: "Because it's a wrestling federation and you're a wrestler."
Jordan: "In case you did not notice, Michael is the new fan favorite. Those people have actually become attached to him, and I will never understand why. How can you expect me to be civil toward him with all he has done? Oh, and his 'apology' where he forgave himself for allowing me to make him act like a sick, deranged lunatic? That was just priceless. Michael John Windsor in his truest state. If something bad happened, it is obviously the fault of someone else. He will never change. Just like his father."
*Scorpion nods in agreement. He reaches down and sets his briefcase on a table and opens it. He pulls out some papers and reads them.*
Scorpion: "You got some business in New York regarding your book. Nothing enormous, but better to address it sooner rather than later. I scheduled the flight, and it leaves tomorrow morning. I assume you'll wear your black Armani as it is a business meeting."
*Lost in his own thoughts, Jordan pays Scorpion no mind.*
Jordan: "Do you know what Mister Rich Kid got me for my birthday in 2009? The first pre-ordered copy of the MJW DVD compilation. Even when we were friends, I put up with a lot from him, and why? Because he was so cool. I forgave so much just so I could have a cool friend. That is so sad."
Scorpion: "Tragic. So black Armani?"
Jordan: "He acted selfishly and recklessly, so much so that he wrecked my own life because it suited him."
Scorpion: "Good topic of conversation. Suits..."
*Jordan cuts him off.*
Jordan: "And now he is my brother-in-law. Did you know I was told not to come to the Easter gathering this year because he would be there. He has been in the family for a year, and I was shoved aside so Angela and her new husband could have the spotlight."
*Jordan growls and turns to Scorpion.*
Jordan: "Bring me a glass of whiskey!"
Scorpion: "You don't drink."
Jordan: "I want to hurl it against the wall to express my anger at this unfair situation!"
*Scorpion walks out of the shot.*
Jordan: "Windsor, that arrogant, self-absorbed leech. 'Come back to AWA, AJ. We'll play nice and act like buddies. It's only emasculating you in front of millions. Be a good brother!'"
*Jordan mock talks to himself as Scorpion returns with the glass.*
Scorpion: "You don't have any alcohol in the house, but thankfully, I keep a lot on me. It helps get me through the day. It's bourbon, not whiskey. I hope that's acceptable."
Jordan: "He loves bourbon!"
*Jordan angrily flings the glass against the wall. It shatters to pieces, and bourbon flies everywhere.*
Scorpion: "I'll get the maid. I hope this little display was worth it."
Jordan: "It is, if you have drama in your soul."
*Scorpion leaves again.*
Jordan: "I am just not a big enough man to go back and accept all of that."
*Jordan's cell phone begins to ring. He pulls it out of his pocket and puts it on speaker phone.*
Jordan: "Hello?"
Voice: "Hi! So is my big wrestler going back to work."
Jordan: "Hi, Mom. No, I think I need to focus on other things in my life right now."
Mama Jordan: "Awww, that's a shame. The kids really want to see their Uncles AJ and MJ wrestle. It's all they've been talking about for the past few days."
Jordan: "Mom, why does everyone forgive him when he never even apologized?"
Mama Jordan: "It's the way our family is. We're trusting. Besides, life's too long to hold grudges. Before you know it, you'll be too old to wrestle. If you really love it, you need to do it while you can."
Jordan: "Yeah, I still love it, but I cannot let this go. I do not care if he has been forgiven by everyone else in the world or if he makes Angela happy, for the past year and a half his only goal has been to ruin my life. How can I suck that up and work with him?"
Mama Jordan: "No one said it's easy, but you two used to be such good friends. Eventually time heals all wounds, and let's be honest here, Chantelle, really?"
Jordan: "Thanks for the cheap shot, Mom. The secret to my scathing interviews is now out."
Mama Jordan: "Quit the attitude and get back to doing what you love."
Jordan: "I love not being berated by my mother. Can I get back to doing that?"
Mama Jordan: "Oh Lord, you need to go to church tomorrow."
Jordan: "Oh yeah, definitely. Talk to you later, Mom. Bye."
Mama Jordan: "Bye."
*Jordan ends the call.*
Jordan: "Going to need a second glass of bourbon."
Jordan: "If I wanted to, I could mow through this weakened roster."
*He chuckles to himself as his long-time assistant Scorpion walks into the shot.*
Scorpion: "So when are we going back?"
Jordan: "We not going back. I am kind of sour on the business in case you forgot the last year."
Scorpion: "But you always do this."
Jordan: "Do what?"
Scorpion: "When the fed reopens, you take the most time to commit, but you always show up."
Jordan: "This is not some plan for publicity. I have no desire to go back. Why would I want to?"
Scorpion: "Because it's a wrestling federation and you're a wrestler."
Jordan: "In case you did not notice, Michael is the new fan favorite. Those people have actually become attached to him, and I will never understand why. How can you expect me to be civil toward him with all he has done? Oh, and his 'apology' where he forgave himself for allowing me to make him act like a sick, deranged lunatic? That was just priceless. Michael John Windsor in his truest state. If something bad happened, it is obviously the fault of someone else. He will never change. Just like his father."
*Scorpion nods in agreement. He reaches down and sets his briefcase on a table and opens it. He pulls out some papers and reads them.*
Scorpion: "You got some business in New York regarding your book. Nothing enormous, but better to address it sooner rather than later. I scheduled the flight, and it leaves tomorrow morning. I assume you'll wear your black Armani as it is a business meeting."
*Lost in his own thoughts, Jordan pays Scorpion no mind.*
Jordan: "Do you know what Mister Rich Kid got me for my birthday in 2009? The first pre-ordered copy of the MJW DVD compilation. Even when we were friends, I put up with a lot from him, and why? Because he was so cool. I forgave so much just so I could have a cool friend. That is so sad."
Scorpion: "Tragic. So black Armani?"
Jordan: "He acted selfishly and recklessly, so much so that he wrecked my own life because it suited him."
Scorpion: "Good topic of conversation. Suits..."
*Jordan cuts him off.*
Jordan: "And now he is my brother-in-law. Did you know I was told not to come to the Easter gathering this year because he would be there. He has been in the family for a year, and I was shoved aside so Angela and her new husband could have the spotlight."
*Jordan growls and turns to Scorpion.*
Jordan: "Bring me a glass of whiskey!"
Scorpion: "You don't drink."
Jordan: "I want to hurl it against the wall to express my anger at this unfair situation!"
*Scorpion walks out of the shot.*
Jordan: "Windsor, that arrogant, self-absorbed leech. 'Come back to AWA, AJ. We'll play nice and act like buddies. It's only emasculating you in front of millions. Be a good brother!'"
*Jordan mock talks to himself as Scorpion returns with the glass.*
Scorpion: "You don't have any alcohol in the house, but thankfully, I keep a lot on me. It helps get me through the day. It's bourbon, not whiskey. I hope that's acceptable."
Jordan: "He loves bourbon!"
*Jordan angrily flings the glass against the wall. It shatters to pieces, and bourbon flies everywhere.*
Scorpion: "I'll get the maid. I hope this little display was worth it."
Jordan: "It is, if you have drama in your soul."
*Scorpion leaves again.*
Jordan: "I am just not a big enough man to go back and accept all of that."
*Jordan's cell phone begins to ring. He pulls it out of his pocket and puts it on speaker phone.*
Jordan: "Hello?"
Voice: "Hi! So is my big wrestler going back to work."
Jordan: "Hi, Mom. No, I think I need to focus on other things in my life right now."
Mama Jordan: "Awww, that's a shame. The kids really want to see their Uncles AJ and MJ wrestle. It's all they've been talking about for the past few days."
Jordan: "Mom, why does everyone forgive him when he never even apologized?"
Mama Jordan: "It's the way our family is. We're trusting. Besides, life's too long to hold grudges. Before you know it, you'll be too old to wrestle. If you really love it, you need to do it while you can."
Jordan: "Yeah, I still love it, but I cannot let this go. I do not care if he has been forgiven by everyone else in the world or if he makes Angela happy, for the past year and a half his only goal has been to ruin my life. How can I suck that up and work with him?"
Mama Jordan: "No one said it's easy, but you two used to be such good friends. Eventually time heals all wounds, and let's be honest here, Chantelle, really?"
Jordan: "Thanks for the cheap shot, Mom. The secret to my scathing interviews is now out."
Mama Jordan: "Quit the attitude and get back to doing what you love."
Jordan: "I love not being berated by my mother. Can I get back to doing that?"
Mama Jordan: "Oh Lord, you need to go to church tomorrow."
Jordan: "Oh yeah, definitely. Talk to you later, Mom. Bye."
Mama Jordan: "Bye."
*Jordan ends the call.*
Jordan: "Going to need a second glass of bourbon."
