Post by "Hollywood" Howie Banks on Jun 6, 2007 16:50:25 GMT -5
INTRODUCTION
[/u][/color][/font][/center]Empire Wrestling was on site for their debut show last week in Seattle, Washington at the Key Arena for Conquest Inception. The show hosted six Empire World Championship tournament qualifying matches with one second chance battle royal match in which the last two remaining superstars in the ring would advance on into the tournament with the six winners as well to make it eight instead. What ended up happening was only having seven competitors qualify for the tournament. Due to the fact that it came down between several different combatants in the second chance battle royal, it was "The 21st Century" Jason Fox who ended up tossing out two of the last three in the battle royal as he was the last man standing. Therefore, only seven wrestlers were qualified that night. This week is Empire Wrestling's second event and first pay-per-view called: Road To Glory. It involves all seven competitors to qualify in the Empire World Championship Tournament from last week's Conquest Inception. Not only that, but another qualifying match is on this card too. It is between Omega and Scoot Johnson, two newcomers in which Ritchie Rios had acquired. The other seven qualified superstars in the tournament are Kerry Millano, Freedom Fighter, Elijah Drake, Anthony Moretti, Curtis Knight, Jason Fox, and Howie Banks. The tournament will be finalized at Road To Glory and the winner will become the first and undisputed Empire World Champion - period.
Howie Banks is in a match against either Omega or Scoot Johnson, whoever the winner of that match may be. Last week Howie Banks told everybody that he would win his first match in the tourney, and that he would advance on into the tournament a little further. He was able to defeat Jason Fox in the Empire World Title Tournament as a qualifying match. Banks went out to the ring and got on the microphone telling the world and talking to them about how he would be successful and how he would do whatever it takes to be a winner. "Hollywood" Howie Banks also left a statement to everybody in the back from the Empire roster, that they should not mess with him, as he is a lethal cause and will inject you with nothing but fear and pure war. "Hollywood" Howie Banks is someone you definitely do not want to mess with.
THE CLUB
[/color][/center]The scene opens up to a club in the state of Nevada, in the city of Las Vegas where this week's Empire event: Road To Glory will be held and the state of the United States of America. The club is a special club in which you must have your name on the list to be able to get in. This is one club that "Hollywood" Howie Banks doesn't need to be on the list for. The reason for that is because it's his club - The Players Club. It was a night club built a few years ago. At the time when it was built in 2005, it came from Howie's pockets... his money. The money he had wrestled for back in Headstrong Wrestling under the name Hoju The Great.
"Hollywood" Howie Banks has just arrived in a big black stretch limousine. It suddenly stops and gets parked as a limo driver wearing black dress shoes, black dress pants, a red tie, a white dress shirt, and a black coat with a black hat on. He opens his driver's door and then closes it as he walks down a long stretch of road to the back of the limousine. He finally gets to about the back and stops. He turns to his left and opens the door. He moves out of the way so that the person inside of the limousine can make his way out of it. The person coming out so happens to be "Hollywood" Howie Banks, a former movie-star from Hollywood, California who has spent most of his hard earned money and a lot of his personal time wrestling to earn that money in order to keep his club in Las Vegas, Nevada the absolute best around. Howie steps up from his seat and stands up. He begins to sniff the air and looks around. He walks away from the limousine door as the limo driver closes it for him. Howie wears black dress shoes, black dress pants, a nice green tie, as well as a white dress shirt and black overcoat. He has a lot of his golden rings and watches on him tonight as his limo driver walks back up to his driver's door, opens it and then steps back into it. He puts the car in drive and goes off down the road.
As Howie watches his limousine drive off, he turns his body to the club. He begins to walk towards it as he goes walking past the line ups. He is about to enter the door when he notices his bodyguard Jeeves standing at the door waiting for him. Howie walks through the front doors and looks around at his club. Not a thing has changed for the past few years as he has the dancing girls in the cages, as well as the bands playing up on the stage, and not to forget his three different bars around the room. One bar for his beer, another bar for his liquor, and another bar for his fine wine and dining area.
As he walks up to Jeeves, they start a conversation...
Jeeves: "Hey man, welcome to my club!"
Banks continues walking towards him as he finally catches up with him. After hearing what he had said, he just gives Jeeves a serious look and replies back...
Banks: "Heh, yeah good one..."
Jeeves begins to laugh aloud. Banks then keeps talking...
Banks: "You only WISH this was your club, buddy."
Jeeves nods in agreement. Banks doesn't seem to be done just yet as he continues to speak some more...
Banks: "Kind of like last week at the gym when I WISH you were there. Unlike that stupid made up bodyguard I had for the week..."
Banks snarls at Jeeves who replies back...
Jeeves: "Oh you mean my cousin, Rodriguez?"
He smiles, waiting for Howie to respond. Howie rolls his eyes...
Banks: "He's not your cousin!" He continues... "He's just some cheap ass rental I got. Either way, who would of known that the Empire media and fans and what not actually believed I'd keep a bodyguard named that. I mean, come on... look at me, I'm everybody's favorite white boy, I can't get along with Puerto Rican's, let alone blacks, jews, gimps, packies, chinks, and even you..."
He smirks as Jeeves wasn't even paying attention. He noticed some hot chick to walk into the club... Howie punches him in the shoulder as Jeeves jaw is about to drop from how hot the girl was that he was staring at. He then notices his arm begins to hurt, as Banks pinches him. Jeeves looks and then screams like a girl as he begins to rub his arm better.
They begin to walk around the club a bit as they go walk towards the bar. They stand there talking to each other as a bunch of people are lined all the way down the bar table sitting there drinking all different kinds of alcohol. At The Players Club you are able to sit where ever you want with whatever drink you have, but only each bar has a certain type of drink there. Jeeves stands there with Banks in front of the liquor bar as Jeeves looks up and notices the sign say something he doesn't like... He then let's out his feelings...
Jeeves: "nuts, I'm at the wrong bar. I should be over there with the beer." He smiles as Banks shakes his head and speaks aloud while receiving his drink of Jack and Coke as Jeeves walks over to the beer bar.
Banks: "I wonder why I even hang out with him..."
He shakes his head as he takes a sip of his Jack and Coke. He then turns around and leans his back up against the bar as he holds his drink in his hand. He looks around at his club with all the lights, action and drama. He remembers how it was when he was a movie-star. He takes another quick drink of his Jack and Coke before setting it down, turning back all of the club and then getting deja vu.
RETRACING BROKEN STEPS
[/color][/font][/center]"This is where it ends... it ends tonight!" shouts a voice...
Hoju: "So is this where it ends, Joey?"
Howie stood there a few steps across from his Headstrong Wrestling boss, Joey Matthew. Waiting for a response for what he had asked...
Joey Matthew: "I'm afraid so, Hoju..."
He extended his hand out to as he kept on talking...
Hoju: "So does that mean I won't become the World Champion?"
Joey then put his hand on shoulder...
Joey Matthew: "No, Hoju ... you won't."
Hoju takes Joey's hand and shakes it. He has a sad look upon his face as he then walks away........
Jeeves: "Hello??? Howieee... Mr. Banksss..." He kept saying...
"HEY DUMBASS!!!"[/i] He smacked him from behind...
Howie was startled, and finally woke up... realizing what was going on... He shook his head and opened his eyes and closed them a few times. He then looked at Jeeves, as he was no longer blurry to him. Howie finally replied back...
Banks: "Sorry man, I was ... lost, there..."
Jeeves puts his hand on his shoulder...
Jeeves: "I know Hoju... you won't."
Again, it flash backed to Joey Matthews saying it back to him, about not being able to be the World Champion... Howie snapped out of it once again and shrugged off Jeeves shoulder. Jeeves then replied back...
Jeeves: "Are ... are you okay man?"
Howie began to walk away from him and then turned back...
Banks: "No man, I'm not..." He grabbed Jeeves by the shoulder and brought him with him as he started walking the back of the club, better known as the VIP section. Howie sat down as Jeeves put him in a lazy boy chair. Finally, getting away from all the commotion he spoke up...
Banks: "It happened again, Phil..." He paused, trying to focus on how to bring it up and talk about it...
Jeeves questioned his attitude...
Jeeves: "What did?" He quickly pauses, "And I thought I told you never to speak out my first name... it's Jeeves, your bodyguard, get it right!"
Banks: "He told me I couldn't have the World Title..." He stopped as Jeeves interrupted him...
Jeeves: "Oh not this bullnuts again!" Jeeves shook his head, disagreeing with whatever Howie Banks was meaning...
Banks: "No..." He shook his head no at Jeeves, who once again spoke back.
Jeeves: "No dude, quit thinking about that..."
He tried to calm Howie down but it got him even more raged up about it... He stood up and then pushed Jeeves down by pressing his hand upon his shoulder. He then spoke aloud, in a high clear pitched voice...
Banks: "Don't you understand?" He pauses, "This is it, this is what my destiny is. This is what my fate is all about. I am finally being taken too it... my time in the sun, my time to be happy and successful."
Jeeves once again interrupts him...
Jeeves: "But you are successful." As he finishes saying that, Banks snaps back at him.
Banks: "No stupid! All my life I've never been the center of attention. I've never been on top and I've never been looked at as the best..."
He pauses as he looks around for his drink. Jeeves hands it to him as he gulps it down. He then tosses the glass the wall... Jeeves tries to get a hold of him, as he shouts out
Banks: "This is it... this is it I tell ya... THIS IS IT!"[/i]
"Hollywood" Howie Banks walks out from the back and then walks immediately up to the stage. He pushes the band away from the microphones and stops their music. He then gets on the microphone and begins to speak aloud. Some of the crowd are pissed off for what he had done, while others notice who he is and that he owns The Players Club. Nonetheless, everyone stops what there doing and listens in to see what he may have to say...
Banks: "Hello ladies and gentleman, if you don't already know who I am.. my name is Howie Banks. I am the owner of this dump, and I'd just like to say that... well, have a good time everybody!"
He begins to stagger a bit as he obviously has had too much to drink. As he finishes saying that, he drops the microphone and falls back on his head, smoking it off one of the band's amp machines.......
THE NEXT MORNING
[/color][/center]Howie woke up in his expensive bed in his expensive mansion with his gorgeous supermodel wife as he tried to sit up but couldn't do so. He had seemed to have a hang over. At his side, walking in was his bodyguard Jeeves.
Banks whispered to him as he obviously couldn't speak all that loud...
Banks: "Pshhh... Jeeves, help me up man..."
Jeeves hurried over and helped up his client, "Hollywood" Howie Banks. As he helped him up, Banks then began to walk around a bit. His hair was all a mess, he was wearing his Hollywood golden slippers and his Hollywood pajama's. He ended up looking in his mirror and then turning on the tap of water as he splashed water in his face.
He began to wake up slowly but surely. He then was helped out of his room and down a big flight of stairs that lead to his kitchen. As he got down the stairs and into his kitchen, he began to remember last night... He then spoke aloud to Jeeves after taking a bottle of water from his fridge, twisting the cap off, and chugging about half of it. His throat was no longer quiet or clogged. His voice was finally clear...
Banks: "So I made a big fool out of myself last night eh?" He smirked... Jeeves just shook his head and stared out the window...
Banks: "I bet I'm the whole talk of the town now... the embarrassing part anyways..." He starts to giggle a bit.
Jeeves just continues to stare out the window at his pool and big backyard full of grass and his go kart track. Howie speaks up again...
Banks: "Are you even listening to me?" He waits for a response... Jeeves finally gives him one...
Jeeves: "Last night was something new for me..." He pauses. "It was something I've never seen before, it was something so different..." He stops.
Banks: "What do you mean? I made an ass out of myself, what else is new?" Jeeves stops him before he can even continue...
Jeeves: "No, I mean I saw a side of you I never have before. You seemed so focused last night until passing out... You seemed so ready and determined..."
Banks kept listening on as Jeeves wasn't finished yet...
Jeeves: "You weren't even that focused back in the day when you had chances like these... it makes me wonder ya know..." He pauses.
"Hollywood" Howie Banks walked up behind him and then put his hand on his shoulder... Jeeves turned around, finishing what he was going to say...
Jeeves: "It makes me wonder how much more serious you've become about wrestling. Before it was all about the money, the Bacardi and pregnant doges... now it's actually about earning a spot in history, it's all about making a name for yourself, although you've already done that outside of the wrestling world... but it makes me wonder. You've come along way, Banks and I'm proud of you.. and you've evolved more then anybody else I've ever known..."
He stops and continues to stare into Howie's eyes as he replied back...
Banks: "Don't get soft on me now..."
He smiled at Jeeves who punched him in the arm... Both men then began to give each other headlocks as they walked out to Howie's deck.
THE MATCH
[/color][/font][/center]"Hollywood" Howie Banks and "The Bodyguard" Jeeves walked out onto his patio and deck that surrounded his pool. Jeeves sat down and started to dip his feet into the water. Howie on the other hand had decided to speak about his up coming match. Jeeves then got into the pool and watched Howie as he stood in front of his pool and in front of Jeeves as he began to speak aloud...
Banks: "Eight competitors, but seven losers. Eight competitors, but one winner. One champion, one time... one chance, one night..." He pauses as he notices Jeeves listening in. He then stretches as he continues to speak...
Banks: "Empire Wrestling will present there first pay-per-view: Road To Glory in which I will be competing against either Omega or Scoot Johnson in the quarterfinals of the Empire World Championship Tournament. The winner will take on either Curtis Knight or Jason Fox. Well if the past shows anything, then it will show that I have already beaten Jason Fox. In my mind he's already out of this tournament no matter what, and I can proudly say that I was the one responsible for that. Yeah he may have one some second rate chance of a battle royal, but if he can't get past me then how does he expect to get past someone of the likes of Curtis Knight, let alone the rest of the roster. Jason Fox was beaten and taken to his limits last week in Seattle for Empire's Conquest Inception and Jason Fox was also my pregnant dog!"
He begins to walk around his pool in all different variations of ways as he just continues on speaking...
Banks: "I told everybody between the fans, media and all the guys in the back. 'Hollywood' Howie Banks would beat Jason Fox and advance on into the tournament. I said a lot of things last week, and this week everything I said from last week will continue to happen, flow... and fall into place. Everybody knows who I am now, and everybody should already know by now that it doesn't get any better then me, and it sure as hell doesn't get any more expensive then me. Ritchie Rios pays me a lot of money to wrestle for him and Empire Wrestling because he knows I'm the big shot around here, he knows I'm the ratings and he knows I'm the money - period!"
He sits down and dips his toes into the water as Jeeves continues listening wondering what he is going to do next.
Banks: "I'll make it short and sweet - it doesn't matter if your name is Omega, Scoot Johnson, Jason Fox, Curtis Knight, Anthony Moretti, Elijah Drake, Freedom Fighter or that punk ass pregnant dog, Kerry Millano. Nobody and I mean NOBODY is going to win this tournament but me. I have worked too long, hard, and spent way too much time in my life trying to make a name for myself and make it to the top. For once I want to be the best, and come Empire Wrestling, I won't be denied. Not this time... 'Hollywood' Howie Banks is coming for the World Championship and there's not a d**n thing anybody can do about it. I say that because unlike all the rest, I am not good but great and I've got something the rest of them lack, and that's the credentials and skills, the talent, the athleticism, and the will. You won't see Curtis Knight as your champion, you won't see Anthony or Elijah Drake, and you won't even see Kerry holding the title belt, but one man you will see with the Empire World Title will be 'The Phenomenal One', 'Mr. Hollywood' himself, 'Hollywood' Howie Banks, and that's one thing you can definitely bank on!"
He stands up from his pool and finishes with these final words...
Banks: "Now if you don't mind, there's some work to do, so f*ck off... it's time for business, show business....... that is!"
He begins to laugh hysterically as he leaves Jeeves in the pool and walks back into his house...
Jeeves: "Ummm ....... yeeeaaahhh, that's the new champ no doubt!"
Jeeves continues to swim around the pool as the scene fades... to... black...