Post by Jeff Purse on Jun 29, 2011 22:55:28 GMT -5
"Treating the whole world as if it works for you doesn't suggest you're special, it means you're an ass. "
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::The scene opens to Jeff Purse outside of a bank. A Chase bank to be exact. The doors, both glass, are directly behind him. The Chase logo is blurred out, as to not advertise for the bank. Jeff is standing with his feet roughly shoulder width apart. He is wearing black jeans, loose fit, white sneakers, a red cut off hoodie with the words "The Future" written jaggedly across the chest. He has on his trademark thick aviater sunglasses, which reflect. You can see an opposite view of the person holding the camera. The camera is a flip camera, white. The red light glowing. The camera person, on the other hand, is a young women, roughly 22, in shorts and a hoodie, similar to Jeffs, minus the cut off sleaves. She has a bandana on her head. Her smile is absolutly huge, she is pretty, no doubt about that. Brown hair. Jeff is smiling at her. He thinks so too. You can see random passersby in the background, a few of the older strangers staring for an extra moment, wondering exactly what is happening. Some younger people walk by, some shout things like The One The Only The Future, and also ACW ROCKS!!Jeff turns and greets them. He smiles, eyes now transfixed into the camera
Jeff Purse:
Hey everybody, what is going on? The One, The Only, The Future, Jeff Purse here. I am sure many of you are wondering why I am here in front of this bank...sure I will get to that. First I would like to thank Becky for shooting this for me, and for wearing one of my hoodies. Its by chance that I ran into her out here. She is pretty cute. He smiles at her again, as the camera shakes a bit from her laughter.I want to speak about Mercury Rising. What a show! Not bad for my first, huh? What do you think Becky?
::Jeff grabs the camera and now faces it toward the girl. She is embarrassed. Smiling huge, her teeth white. Something not noticed in the reflection was the strap around her arm, her purse. She opens her mouth to speak::
Becky:
I thought that it was a really good show. Jeff was awesome. Like the announcer said, a real highlight reel guy. I would say Jeff, you got screwed.
::Jeff hands her the camera back. He is smiling, yet shaking his head 'no'.
Jeff Purse:
No, Becky. I wouldn't say screwed. But I will get that. First, I want to say this. Derryk, it was great to be in the ring with you. You definelty didn't go easy on me, and that was awesome my friend. But, just keep this in mind, if we meet again in the ring, you and I, the outcome may be a little bit different. I mean, you didn't pin me, but I am man enough to admit I lost to you. I got your back, buddy. And, I believe I owe you a beer. Or two. Or three...or more. And I promise you this, we are leaving that bar with women, of course none as beautiful as Becky here, but we are walking out of there with ladies on each side, my friend. David Caid, you held your own. You proved me, Drew, and Derryk wrong. You came out looking great, and I will tell you, that punt is not fun.
::His expression shifts. He goes from a happy, excited guy, to a more serious guy. He takes his aviators off, the reflection of Becky gone. He smiles a small, smirkey smile.::
Jeff Purse:
Drew Stevenson. The thorn in the side of everyone in that match. You came out, you fought, and you lost. Sure, you don't want to admit that you lost, but my friend, you lost. To Derryk Aires. And you would have lost to me, as well, if it wasn't for Mark Robinson, your wife. I had Aires down, shoulers on the mat, one two three...but for some reason there was no count. Lady Stevenson just couldn't help to poke is tubby belly into the match. How did the elbow taste Mark? Stevenson, you still act like your the breakout rook here in the ACW...well I say prove it. Me, you, and thats it. A sorta rematch from Mercury Rising, and we will see who the true break out rookie is. Who will actually be able to go on to headline pay per views, who will eventually be the one of the ACW Championship. See Drew, I play the game better then you. I don't come into the company and go right after the top dog, I earn my way there. And on the road to success here, Mercury Rising was a wonderful pit stop, but I want you to be the guy I get my first victory over. That way, when people are looking back at the history of one of the greatest superstars to ever have the luck of competing in the ACW, you can at least be remembered.
::He smiles again and is silent for a moment. He slowly puts his aviators back on, and the relection of Becky is seen again. She is transfixed on Jeff now, after the words just spoken. She is half smiling, not sure what expression to show. Jeff continues to speak.::
Jeff Purse:
Now as for why I am outside of this bank. Well it is to show you, the fans, that I appreciate your support at Mercury Rising. I have here, what I just withdrawed from this bank, from my personal bank account, ten thousand dollars. I withdrew from a few accounts, not important. And I got it in all ten dollar bills. Becky, you get the first hundred, which I kept bundled, as for the rest, well follow me.
::He runs over to the side of the bank, an alley between that and what seems to be a CVS. There is a ladder, leading all the way to the top. He climbs it, one rung by rung, rather quick. The camera staying ground level. He reaches the top, looks back and motions for the camera to follow him. The camera moves in a 'no' way, then you hear Becky shout No way, I'll watch from the streetShe walks to the fron of the bank now, for a moment, shooting nothing but the top of the building. Jeff Purse appears on top, small. He throws his arms in the air, a bunch of shadows jump out of his hands and rain down. As it gets closer, you can see the glint of green, its money. People run up now, grabbing money all they can. Elderly people, teens, middle aged house wifes, fathers, brothers, all types of people. Jeff shouts, its hard to hear, but you can still hear it...::
Jeff Purse:
I am the One, The Only, The Future, Jeff Purse!!!
::The crowd cheers as Jeff stands at the top of the building, arms in the air. Though he lost his match, he shows the confidance of a winner. The scene slowly fads to black.::
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::The scene opens to Jeff Purse outside of a bank. A Chase bank to be exact. The doors, both glass, are directly behind him. The Chase logo is blurred out, as to not advertise for the bank. Jeff is standing with his feet roughly shoulder width apart. He is wearing black jeans, loose fit, white sneakers, a red cut off hoodie with the words "The Future" written jaggedly across the chest. He has on his trademark thick aviater sunglasses, which reflect. You can see an opposite view of the person holding the camera. The camera is a flip camera, white. The red light glowing. The camera person, on the other hand, is a young women, roughly 22, in shorts and a hoodie, similar to Jeffs, minus the cut off sleaves. She has a bandana on her head. Her smile is absolutly huge, she is pretty, no doubt about that. Brown hair. Jeff is smiling at her. He thinks so too. You can see random passersby in the background, a few of the older strangers staring for an extra moment, wondering exactly what is happening. Some younger people walk by, some shout things like The One The Only The Future, and also ACW ROCKS!!Jeff turns and greets them. He smiles, eyes now transfixed into the camera
Jeff Purse:
Hey everybody, what is going on? The One, The Only, The Future, Jeff Purse here. I am sure many of you are wondering why I am here in front of this bank...sure I will get to that. First I would like to thank Becky for shooting this for me, and for wearing one of my hoodies. Its by chance that I ran into her out here. She is pretty cute. He smiles at her again, as the camera shakes a bit from her laughter.I want to speak about Mercury Rising. What a show! Not bad for my first, huh? What do you think Becky?
::Jeff grabs the camera and now faces it toward the girl. She is embarrassed. Smiling huge, her teeth white. Something not noticed in the reflection was the strap around her arm, her purse. She opens her mouth to speak::
Becky:
I thought that it was a really good show. Jeff was awesome. Like the announcer said, a real highlight reel guy. I would say Jeff, you got screwed.
::Jeff hands her the camera back. He is smiling, yet shaking his head 'no'.
Jeff Purse:
No, Becky. I wouldn't say screwed. But I will get that. First, I want to say this. Derryk, it was great to be in the ring with you. You definelty didn't go easy on me, and that was awesome my friend. But, just keep this in mind, if we meet again in the ring, you and I, the outcome may be a little bit different. I mean, you didn't pin me, but I am man enough to admit I lost to you. I got your back, buddy. And, I believe I owe you a beer. Or two. Or three...or more. And I promise you this, we are leaving that bar with women, of course none as beautiful as Becky here, but we are walking out of there with ladies on each side, my friend. David Caid, you held your own. You proved me, Drew, and Derryk wrong. You came out looking great, and I will tell you, that punt is not fun.
::His expression shifts. He goes from a happy, excited guy, to a more serious guy. He takes his aviators off, the reflection of Becky gone. He smiles a small, smirkey smile.::
Jeff Purse:
Drew Stevenson. The thorn in the side of everyone in that match. You came out, you fought, and you lost. Sure, you don't want to admit that you lost, but my friend, you lost. To Derryk Aires. And you would have lost to me, as well, if it wasn't for Mark Robinson, your wife. I had Aires down, shoulers on the mat, one two three...but for some reason there was no count. Lady Stevenson just couldn't help to poke is tubby belly into the match. How did the elbow taste Mark? Stevenson, you still act like your the breakout rook here in the ACW...well I say prove it. Me, you, and thats it. A sorta rematch from Mercury Rising, and we will see who the true break out rookie is. Who will actually be able to go on to headline pay per views, who will eventually be the one of the ACW Championship. See Drew, I play the game better then you. I don't come into the company and go right after the top dog, I earn my way there. And on the road to success here, Mercury Rising was a wonderful pit stop, but I want you to be the guy I get my first victory over. That way, when people are looking back at the history of one of the greatest superstars to ever have the luck of competing in the ACW, you can at least be remembered.
::He smiles again and is silent for a moment. He slowly puts his aviators back on, and the relection of Becky is seen again. She is transfixed on Jeff now, after the words just spoken. She is half smiling, not sure what expression to show. Jeff continues to speak.::
Jeff Purse:
Now as for why I am outside of this bank. Well it is to show you, the fans, that I appreciate your support at Mercury Rising. I have here, what I just withdrawed from this bank, from my personal bank account, ten thousand dollars. I withdrew from a few accounts, not important. And I got it in all ten dollar bills. Becky, you get the first hundred, which I kept bundled, as for the rest, well follow me.
::He runs over to the side of the bank, an alley between that and what seems to be a CVS. There is a ladder, leading all the way to the top. He climbs it, one rung by rung, rather quick. The camera staying ground level. He reaches the top, looks back and motions for the camera to follow him. The camera moves in a 'no' way, then you hear Becky shout No way, I'll watch from the streetShe walks to the fron of the bank now, for a moment, shooting nothing but the top of the building. Jeff Purse appears on top, small. He throws his arms in the air, a bunch of shadows jump out of his hands and rain down. As it gets closer, you can see the glint of green, its money. People run up now, grabbing money all they can. Elderly people, teens, middle aged house wifes, fathers, brothers, all types of people. Jeff shouts, its hard to hear, but you can still hear it...::
Jeff Purse:
I am the One, The Only, The Future, Jeff Purse!!!
::The crowd cheers as Jeff stands at the top of the building, arms in the air. Though he lost his match, he shows the confidance of a winner. The scene slowly fads to black.::
