Read Message [Help] prev next Back to Sent ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Date: Thu, 19 Nov 1998 14:20:55 -0800 (PST) From: Roosevelt Cooper Add to Address Book Subject: [WWO]-The Knick Man...Calling the Shots! To: outsidrgal@aol.com [The scene opens up outdoors as the camera pans across a shooting range. The camera slowly pans across the range, along a row of various pop up targets that have been set up and installed. What's interesting about the targets are that they have been designed to look like exact replicas of various athletes in the World Wrestling Organization. We see targes of Scotty Davis, Sabbath, Wu Tang Warrior, and others. As the camera continues to pan across the range, we see the official "Knick Man Championship Logo" embetted on the grass, letting us know just who exactly owns this range. The camera continues to move across the range until we finally arrive at the booths where the shooters are housed at. Sitting in one of the booths is one of the most hated men in the World Wrestling Organization today....The Knick Man! The Knick Man is dressed in a white tee shirt with the official "Knick Man's Finest" logo on the front, as well as a pair of blue shorts. Various guns sit and stand throughout the booth as well as a mini computer system, assumingly used to control and operate the "targets." An older caucassian man sits behind the computer terminal as The Knick Man smiles at the camera. He picks up a small revolver, points at the camera and SHOOTS!!!! The camera quickly hits the ground as we hear the sounds of loud laughter in the background. It's pretty obvious that there were no bullets in the gun. The camera rises up once again filmed on The Knick Man as we watch him reload the revolver with bullets.] KNICK MAN: The World Wrestling Organization. My own personal hunting ground. Athletes all across the world gather here to compete with the very best this sport has to offer. Some seek glory and fame. Others seek a chance to right all the "wrongs" in the wrestling industry. Still others don't even know what they seek. Athletes from a variety of backgrounds compete here in the WWO. But there is one thing, one common denominator that makes them all the same.... [smirks] They are all MY victims! They are all MY prey! [The Knick Man finishes loading the pistol and turns towards the shooting range.] KNICK MAN: In the animal kingdom, there are many different levels of "prey." Take for instance, a little rat. A harmless creature. Small and furry, a single rat poses very little threat to a more powerful creature. Therefore they must travel in packs in order to maintain their survival. The World Wrestling Organization has their "rats" as well... [The older man begins to type rapidly on the keyboard, as we here the sounds of moterized targets beginning to move across the field. As we get a glimpse of the "targets", we can clearly see that they have been designed in the likeness of "The Franchise" Andru Edwards, "Gigolo" Jason Storm and The Heartless Lovers. The Knick Man points his revolver at the targets and begins to aim.] KNICK MAN: Storm, you and your "friends" are nothing more than a pack of rats. You pose no threat to the kingdom of Knick Man's Finest that I am about to establish here in the World Wrestling Organization. However, I can relate to you. I understand the situation that you were placed in. You, a single, furry, harmless little creature were forced to step into the ring with the single most powerful athlete ever to walk the face of the earth. As a result, you were terrified. Heck, if I had to step into the ring with a man as great as myself, I would be shakened in fear myself! So you did the only thing you thought to do. You brought your other "ratty" friends in to save your hide! Fine! I'm a reasonable *God* and stuff! I'll let you *SLIDE* this time. But the next time, if you step out of line.... [BANG!!!! BANG!!!! BANG!!!! BANG!!!!] [The Knick Man fires four shots towards the targets of Storm, Edwards, and The Heartless Lovers, striking each one in the head, decapitating them in the process.] KNICK MAN: I'll BLOW you away! Let this be the *LAST* time I have to make this warning fellas. [The Knick Man wipes his gun off with a nearby towel.] KNICK MAN: And then we have the more stronger prey. The deer! Deer are very big and very strong. So why is it that many of them find theirselves dead on their back? Cause they're STUPID and COWARDLY!!! Very much like one man that seems obsessed with destroying the glorious Knick Man empire. That man is Lance Marshall. Lance, you wonder why is it that I don't take the time to speak about you in my interviews? Because.... [points to camera] YOU aren't worth *MY* time!!! You're *STUPID* like a miserable deer! Big, strong, and STUPID! And that is why I have dispatched my cure to stupidity, DOUBLE DOWN, to take care of ya! Maybe he can beat some brains in ya! And I'll make the deal even SWEETER for ya Lancy! *IF* you can find some way to defeat the unstoppable force of Double Dee, I *WILL* step into the ring with ya myself. [Smirks towards the camera as he picks up a huge rifle.] So you better *PRAY* that you lose to Double Down my friend. Because if I have to take care of you myself... [As The Knick Man speaks, the "target" of Lance Marshall begins to march out onto the field. The Knick Man aims with the rifle and fires, completely destroying the image of Marshall.] KNICK MAN: Knick Man's Finest will get to *FEAST* on some DEER MEAT!!! [The Knick Man laughs loudly as the camera gets a glimpse of the wreckage that was Lance Marshall.] KNICK MAN: And then there are the lions. Strong, magnificant creatures. The "Kings" of the jungle so to speak, the lions are powerful warriors who also prey on the other weaker members of the jungle. Troy Majors is the *LION* of the World Wrestling Organization. How does it feel to be "king" of the jungle, huh Majors? How does it feel to walk into the locker room, having all the other wrestlers fear you? It feels DAMN good, doesn't it? [laughs] KNICK MAN: Yeah, I know it does. And that is why *I* have decided, that your "reign" shall come to an end. Now I know that there have been some other "animals" that thought they could take you out. Yet they found theirselves beaten, broken, and one even DEAD in your hands. But no *animal* can surpass the power of the one who *created* the animals. No animal can defeat *GOD* And you Troy, like the Andru Edwards rats and like the Lance Marshall deer will fall at my hands... [As The Knick Man speaks, the image of Troy Majors appears. This target is wearing a replica WWO World Title around its waist. It begins to move towards the Knick Man. The Knick Man picks up the pistol and points it at Majors. He fires it, but the bullets bounce right off.] KNICK MAN: You're a strong bastard Majors. I can't use the same means to take you out as I would use against mere rats. [The Knick Man drops the pistol and picks up his rifle. He aims and fires, but this too fails to stop Majors and the target continues to head towards the Knick Man.] KNICK MAN: I can't even use the same means to take you out as I would use against a deer. But Troy, I have something else in mind for you. [The Knick Man presses a button on a nearby remote and a large mushroom cloud appears over the field. Suddenly, a bright light *EXPLODES* in the area, completely destroying each and every target, including Troy Majors.] KNICK MAN: I'm simply gonna *NUKE* your [censored]!!! [The Knick Man enters the field and heads over to where the "remains" of the Troy Majors target lay. Sitting on the ground is the "replica" WWO World Championship. The Knick Man bends down, picks it up and raises it high in the air.] KNICK MAN: Even if I have to *DESTROY* this entire federation to wrest the World Title from around your waist, I shall do it. Because in case you didn't realize... I don't give a *DAMN* about the World Wrestling Organization.... I don't give a *DAMN* about the other wrestlers.... And I most certainly don't give a *DAMN* about you! All I care about is getting what's *RIGHTFULLY* mine. And *YOUR* title is what I have decided is *RIGHTFULLY* mine. Therfore I will take the World Wrestling Organization title and put it around my Knick Man Championship Waist. And then each and every one of you will come to realize that I am exactly what I say I am.... The Greatest Basketball Player.... The Greatest Wrestler.... And The Greatest Man on the face of the earth.... The One..... The Only..... [smiles that classic Knick Man Championship smile.] KNICK MAN: THE KNICK MAN!!!!!! [The Knick Man walks off as the scene fades to black.] === Roosevelt Cooper Handler of The Knick Man [WWO, NWC:SCCW, HHWO] HHWO North American Champion http://members.tripod.com/~knick_man (updated weekly) The subject of the affections of "Erotic" Erin McCoys!!!! Illegal Tactics [WWO] Madd Ganja [OWF] _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ------------------------------------------------------------------------ prev next Back to Sent ------------------------------------------------------------------------ [Image] RocketMail - © 1997 Four11 Corporation - All Rights [Image] Reserved