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Fresk look, fresh start; DITC ALL DAY!
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Topic Started: Jan 20 2012, 06:44 PM (240 Views)
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Jack Erickson
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Jan 20 2012, 06:44 PM
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A team is a number of people organized to function cooperatively as a group, and over the past few weeks, a plethora of teams have been forming and trying to take NEW by storm, most importantly, Diamonds in the Club. The stable made up of Jack Erickson, RAW, and Raymond Hughes made their mark by taking out their competition without even stepping into the ring. Looking back at the last show, Erickson was left looking at RAW take out The Sensational One. Erickson wasn’t used to having a real partner, a real friend, he was use to the washed up, senile of a partner in Reno Taylor. Erickson and the rest of Diamonds in the Club have one goal in mind, and that is a treasure hunt, they want to find gold.
The scene opens to a familiar setting. Las Vegas, Nevada, the city that never sleeps. The camera pans the strip and gets a glimpse of the bright lights and billboards that illuminate the street. The sun had just set within the hour, dim beams of sunlight still breaking the horizon. The strip is starting to get busy, as more gamblers, street performers, and prostitutes have started to get to work. The camera reopens inside one of Las Vegas’ major casinos, Treasure Island. The casino is filled with a diverse set of people. As the camera pans around the main floor of the casino, you can see professional and amateur gamblers at different card tables, and slot machines, trying to make it big, and live the American dream. The camera catches three well dressed men entering the casino. As the camera pants toward them, it notices that the members of Diamonds in the Club have just entered the building in new designer suits and sunglasses.
Raymond Hughes: “What are we doing here guys?”
“We are on a treasure hunt to find gold, what a better place to start then Treasure Island casino?!”
RAW: “Not to mention, your bitch works here, and you have to check in.”
“First of all, she’s not my bitch. Second of all, shut up. RAW and Hughes begin chuckling at Erickson as he scouts the room for his girlfriend, Skylar Grey. “We look good, we are in Vegas on the strip, let’s make the most of it.”
RAW: “Whatever you say, I just want to get some pussy.”
Raymond Hughes: “Shit reminds me of New Zealand when I use to go out with my uncle after a training session.”
“No one cares Hughes, let’s go, I see Skylar.”
The three men start walking through the floor of the casino, getting attention from women throughout the casino. A cocktail waitress passes the men, and offers them a glass of champagne. Erickson and Hughes grab one off of the tray, but RAW declines.
RAW: “Champagne? Are you guys gay? No man drinks that shit.”
“RAW, we are living the good life now. You need to loosen up, get money, get paid, have a drink, and get some pussy for crying out loud.”
RAW thinks for a moments, and reluctantly takes a glass of champagne, and the waitress walks off. They continue toward the back of the casino where Skylar is dealing some Texas Hold ‘Em poker. Just before reaching the table, RAW sees a man staring the crew down out of the corner of his eyes. He is holding a bucket of coins, sitting at a slot machine.
RAW: “You got a problem?”
The man shakes his head quickly, obviously afraid of the group of men.
RAW: “That’s what I thought. Haters gunna hate.”
The three men sit at the table along with a few other casino regulars. Skylar looks up to see Jack and the rest of the crew and smiles before dealing out the cards.
“Hey Sky, these are my new friends, and new partners RAW, and Raymond Hughes.”
RAW head nods in her direction and looks at his cards, sighing.
Raymond Hughes: “Skylar? That is a very beautiful name. Belongs to a very beautiful girl. I use to know a Skylar back in my homeland, she was a stripper, are yo…”
Erickson and Skylar give him a dirty look, cutting Hughes off.
Raymond Hughes: “Oh sorry, let’s just play, shall we?”
The card game continues, and while doing her job as dealer, she starts up a conversation.
Skylar Grey: “So Jack, are these guys your new Reno Taylor?”
“Didn’t I say to never use that name around me ever again? But I guess you could say that. But unlike Reno, these guys actually care about me; they are real friends, and real teammates. I can see this team going farther than Ace High ever did. We are going to take NEW by storm.”
A few hands go by as the group engages in small talk, sharing good times, laughter, and old stories about their life and wrestling career. The entourage have been winning hands left and right, and their stacks of chips have begun to grow. The mood is interrupted by Erickson as he brings the group back to reality.
“This might be all fun and games guys, but let’s not forget, we all have important matches this week on NEWtv. Is everyone feeling good about their matches? We have to start off strong.”
RAW: “Feeling good? I’m going to slap that bitch Nicki, and make her right back to her Uncle Travis. I don’t know though, I was hoping I could let her win the match so I could go back to her place afterwards. She’s a sexy bitch. Could you teach me to throw matches, Jack?”
“Shut up. I did what I had to do. Thanks for the help last week by the week.”
RAW: “It’s all good in the hood. I scratch your back, you scratch mine. Now you two just take care of the catholic family tomorrow, and we will be set.”
Hughes begins to chuckle, and Erickson stares at him with a blank stare.
“What? What’s so funny? What family?
RAW and Hughes laugh at Erickson for not getting the pun.
Raymond Hughes: “RAW was right Jack, you are kind of slow.”
“Fuck you both. Don’t worry RAW, Hughes and I got this, we need to put an end to this whole situation, and move on to the future. We can’t let the Priest family hold us back in the past. I was talking to Travis earlier this week, and he acknowledges that I have a title shot in my former champ clause, and we need to make the most of it. This match will show not only Travis, not only our fans, but everyone backstage who really is the boss. The Priest family is a very small step on our way to the top, and we will be stepping over them at NEWtv. This is going to be the start of something great gentlemen; I hope you are ready for a ride.”
The men hold their drinks up and cheers. They go back to playing cards as their stacks grow bigger and bigger. As time goes by, more drinks are ordered, and the size of the groups chip stacks have started to gain attention from people throughout the casino. A crowd has started to form behind them, cheering them on. The waitress brings Jack another Captain and Cola, and Erickson repays her with a kiss on the cheek and a fifty dollar bill.
“Keep the change my love, go by yourself something nice.”
Skylar looks up from dealing the cards, and shakes her head in disappointment, but shrugs it off as nothing. As the group consumes more alcohol, they start to become more rowdy and obnoxious.
Hughes: “FUCK THE SYNDICATE!”
RAW: “FUCK THE HATERS!”
“That’s right gentlemen. This is the good life. DRINKS FOR EVERYONE! Two for the ladies.”
By then, the whole casino seemed to be backing the newly formed group. A few beautiful women in skin-tight dresses have made it to the table, and start throwing themselves at Erickson, RAW, and Hughes, running their hands through their hair, rubbing their back, whispering into the ear, anything to get attention from the self-made millionaires. Skylar looks up as she turns the river card over, and notices a blonde female biting Erickson’s ear, and Jack enjoying every minute of it and starts to become frustrated and irate. She couldn’t do anything about it; if she spoke out she would lose her job. As the camera pans around the table it shows a women form an Asian decent sitting in Hughes’ lap, stroking the side of his face as they whisper back and forth while playing. RAW is seen with a tall brunette who is standing in front of him, between his legs with a tongue down his throat. The blonde is still going to town on Erickson, nibbling and kissing all over his body. Erickson takes a sip of his drink.
“Remember guys, we have to give back to the less fortunate.”
With that being said, Erickson picks up a pile of his winnings, and throws it behind his shoulder into the crowd that has gathered around them. The audience drops the floor, trying to pick up as many as chips as they could get their hands on. Skylar has seen enough, and calls her manager for a break, and is relieved fairly quickly. Skylar storms away from the table, and the group takes notice.
Raymond Hughes: “Utoh, someone’s in the dog house.”
RAW: “Bark bark.”
Erickson sighs and excuses himself from the table and follows Skylar as she walks toward a vacant hallway in the casino. Erickson starts to gain some ground on her and screams out for her to stop.
“Skylar, stop, where are you going?”
Skylar stops and turns around with a very irate look on her face.
Skylar Grey: “What Jack? What could you possibly want with me?”
“Baby, why are you yelling?”
Skylar Grey: “Why am I yelling? WHY AM I YELLING? You come here, start drinking too much, start acting like a fucking tool, and now you have women hanging all over you, and you just let it happen. How is that going to make me feel?”
“Baby, baby, baby, this is a new chapter in my life. No more Reno, no more Ace High. This is where my life has taking me. RAW, Raymond Hughes, we are brothers, friends, teammates now, this is who we are. Diamonds in the Club.”
Skylar Grey: “This is who you are now? Walking around in designer suits, throwing money out to random people, letting women feel you up, and drinking heavily?”
“Yes it is. What can I say? I look good, and the bitches love me. If you have a problem with who I am now, then I guess we have a problem with us.”
Skylar Grey: “I guess we do, it’s over Jack. Have fun with your new bromance.”
Skylar walks off toward the opposite side of the casino to cool off.
“You can’t say it is over to me, I’m saying that to you! It’s over Skylar!”
The scene fades as Erickson tries to regain his composure from his recent break up, before heading back over to the card table where his new team is waiting for him.
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