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Acid Burn…
Show 1, Scene 2:
* General Manager Yue Ayame was in his office busy with some paperwork when Acid bursts in uninvited. Yue sighs. He really should get rid of that open door policy of his. *
Yue: “All right… What is it that you want?”
* Acid slaps a torn piece of cloth onto the table. Yue has no idea what to make of it. Acid points at it with an accusing finger. *
Acid: “My new mask… ruined!”
Yue: “Okayyy… So what do you want me to do about it?”
Acid: “Trendkiller! He’s the one who destroyed it.”
Yue: “And you want a match against him next week, am I right?”
Acid: “What…? No! I don’t want a match. I want a mask!”
* Just then, Trendkiller enters the room. Acid immediately tackles him to the ground and they start pummeling each other. *
Yue: “Oh, for the love of… SECURITY!”
* At Yue’s call, a squad of burly guards immediately storms into the room and pulls both wrestlers off each other. Trendkiller and Acid tries to break free but the guards held fast. Yue starts pacing before the two of them. *
Yue: “Look at you two… acting like children!”
Trendkiller: “What the hell are you talking about? I came here to discuss my next matchup and this moron…”
Acid: “You ripped my new mask!”
Trendkiller: “I’ll rip you a new…”
Yue: “THAT’S ENOUGH!”
* Both wrestlers quieted down. Yue looked bigger when he’s angry. *
Yue: “Now… Let’s talk this out like civilized adults…”
Acid: “But my mask…”
Yue: “Let me reiterate… Like ADULTS!”
* Acid shuts up. Yue turns to Trendkiller, who now has a busted lip. *
Yue: “Trendkiller, what are you going to do about Acid’s mask?”
Trendkiller: “Not a damn thing!”
Yue: “I see…”
* Yue turns to Acid, who is sporting a black eye. *
Yue: “You’ve heard his answer. What are you going to do about it?”
Acid: “The same thing I was doing to him before you called your goons down on us.”
* Back to Trendkiller, whose lip is swelling beyond belief. *
Yue: “And you’ve heard his answer.”
Trendkiller: “So now what? You gonna let us loose so we can resume whaling on each other?”
Yue: “No. You see, there’s no money in that. But in the ring… Well, that’s a different story.”
* Yue walks back to his desk and leans against it. *
Yue: “Here’s my decision… You, Trendkiller, will go up against you, Acid, in a one-on-one match next Saturday. And to give you two some added incentive, not that either of you need any, the loser will buy the winner a new mask.”
* Acid grins wickedly. He likes this stipulation. Trendkiller, on the other hand… *
Trendkiller: “Now what the <bleeping bleep-bleep> would I want a mask for?”
Yue: “I don’t care. It’s my show so it’s my rules. But since you don’t seem to like masks that much, let me reverse the stakes. Winner buys the mask. Loser wears it for a week.”
Acid: “Wait a minute… Does that mean I have to lose to get my mask?”
* Yue groans inwardly. The people he has to work with… *
Yue: “Okay, okay, OKAY! Final revision in the rules: If Trendkiller wins, Acid shuts up about ever getting a new mask… EVER! If Acid wins, Trendkiller buys two masks. One he will give to Acid and the other he will wear himself for an entire week.”
* Both wrestlers nod mutely. The stipulations seem fair. *
Yue: “Now get these two the hell out of my office!”
* Security manhandles Trendkiller and Acid out of the room. Yue goes back to his work. *
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Show 1, Scene 2:
* General Manager Yue Ayame was in his office busy with some paperwork when Acid bursts in uninvited. Yue sighs. He really should get rid of that open door policy of his. *
Yue: “All right… What is it that you want?”
* Acid slaps a torn piece of cloth onto the table. Yue has no idea what to make of it. Acid points at it with an accusing finger. *
Acid: “My new mask… ruined!”
Yue: “Okayyy… So what do you want me to do about it?”
Acid: “Trendkiller! He’s the one who destroyed it.”
Yue: “And you want a match against him next week, am I right?”
Acid: “What…? No! I don’t want a match. I want a mask!”
* Just then, Trendkiller enters the room. Acid immediately tackles him to the ground and they start pummeling each other. *
Yue: “Oh, for the love of… SECURITY!”
* At Yue’s call, a squad of burly guards immediately storms into the room and pulls both wrestlers off each other. Trendkiller and Acid tries to break free but the guards held fast. Yue starts pacing before the two of them. *
Yue: “Look at you two… acting like children!”
Trendkiller: “What the hell are you talking about? I came here to discuss my next matchup and this moron…”
Acid: “You ripped my new mask!”
Trendkiller: “I’ll rip you a new…”
Yue: “THAT’S ENOUGH!”
* Both wrestlers quieted down. Yue looked bigger when he’s angry. *
Yue: “Now… Let’s talk this out like civilized adults…”
Acid: “But my mask…”
Yue: “Let me reiterate… Like ADULTS!”
* Acid shuts up. Yue turns to Trendkiller, who now has a busted lip. *
Yue: “Trendkiller, what are you going to do about Acid’s mask?”
Trendkiller: “Not a damn thing!”
Yue: “I see…”
* Yue turns to Acid, who is sporting a black eye. *
Yue: “You’ve heard his answer. What are you going to do about it?”
Acid: “The same thing I was doing to him before you called your goons down on us.”
* Back to Trendkiller, whose lip is swelling beyond belief. *
Yue: “And you’ve heard his answer.”
Trendkiller: “So now what? You gonna let us loose so we can resume whaling on each other?”
Yue: “No. You see, there’s no money in that. But in the ring… Well, that’s a different story.”
* Yue walks back to his desk and leans against it. *
Yue: “Here’s my decision… You, Trendkiller, will go up against you, Acid, in a one-on-one match next Saturday. And to give you two some added incentive, not that either of you need any, the loser will buy the winner a new mask.”
* Acid grins wickedly. He likes this stipulation. Trendkiller, on the other hand… *
Trendkiller: “Now what the <bleeping bleep-bleep> would I want a mask for?”
Yue: “I don’t care. It’s my show so it’s my rules. But since you don’t seem to like masks that much, let me reverse the stakes. Winner buys the mask. Loser wears it for a week.”
Acid: “Wait a minute… Does that mean I have to lose to get my mask?”
* Yue groans inwardly. The people he has to work with… *
Yue: “Okay, okay, OKAY! Final revision in the rules: If Trendkiller wins, Acid shuts up about ever getting a new mask… EVER! If Acid wins, Trendkiller buys two masks. One he will give to Acid and the other he will wear himself for an entire week.”
* Both wrestlers nod mutely. The stipulations seem fair. *
Yue: “Now get these two the hell out of my office!”
* Security manhandles Trendkiller and Acid out of the room. Yue goes back to his work. *
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