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A Series of Events
Topic Started: Apr 8 2010, 05:08 AM (88 Views)
Howard Thompson
sVo Wrestler
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Part 1
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It was a late Wednesday night that had just turned into a Thursday. Around midnight and the weather was mixed with darkness and rain, or at least that's how it was in Brantford, Ontario, Canada. In which was the home land of NEW sVo Las Vegas Champion, Howard "The Bank" Thompson who just came off a huge win at the Resurrection pay-per-view at the Goodfella's Casino arena in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Down it Vegas though it was dark out and warm, your typical Nevada weather of course. Howard was in the back of another limousine as usual, trying his luck to a phone call up in Canada where his family and girlfriend live. Amy Clara wasn't picking her cell phone up though, so she must of been sleeping. Luckily the answering machine came on...

Howard: "Yeah, hey babe it's me Howard. I was just calling to see what was up, I guess you already headed to bed since you're probably working pretty early in the morning. I'll be back in town tomorrow as I'm heading on a flight this evening. I'd like for you to come with me down here for a few days if you're up for it. Hopefully you don't have to work or anything like that, and even if you do... no big deal, I have enough money after my title victory this past Sunday that you need not to worry about the bills no more. Anyways... take care and I'm thinking of you. Chow for now!"

And just like that... a voice mail had been sent too her phone. Howard closed his phone, tucked it into his pocket and then looked out the window to the right of him. Big bright lights could be seen as they were passing through the downtown area of the sin city itself. Thompson sat there comfortably as he was on his way to the airport, another familiar place for him.

Howard: "Another week, another airplane ride."

He pauses, takes a big deep breath and then continues...

Howard: "If it's not limousines it's jets, if it's not wrestling it's the girlfriend. I'm pretty popular, I guess..."

Howard was being taken to the airport by Burns. The window which separates the privacy to the back of the limo was down. Burns was looking in the rear view mirror at him, glancing back and forth from that and the road.

Burns: "No answer, huh?"

Thompson shakes his head.

Burns: "Tough break. Hopefully she will want to go on the road. I'd love to meet her."

Howard smirks...

Howard: "Yeah, I'm sure you would, Burnsy..."

Thompson cracks a smile as Burns responds.

Burns: "So did you happen to remember what happened to you Sunday night after Resurrection?"

Howard puts his hand on his forehead, then off of it as he tries to focus on giving an answer to the question made by his limo driver.

Howard: "Honestly... I can't remember shit!"

Burns laughs.

Howard: "No, seriously... I can't. All I can really remember is leaving the arena in a state of mind like I use to be in when I won a big match or a championship belt."

They are coming close to the airport now, as Burns turns down a road near by it.

Burns: "In other words, smashed?"

Howard nods his head.

Howard: "Precisely."

Howard squints his eyes, trying to make some sense of it. Burns fills him on it...

Burns: "Well, here's what happened..."

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A flashback begins to take place. It is a Sunday night, very late out when Howard "The Bank" Thompson is being helped into the limo with his bodyguard, Jeeves. He unfortunately misses the door when his limo driver Burns opens it and he whacks his head off the door.

"OWWW! THAT FUCKIN' HURT!"

The words of the new sVo Las Vegas Champion could be heard all around, he had just finished having a good time at a local bar downtown. Jeeves helps him into the back and closes the door on him while Burns looks to Jeeves who looks back at him...

Burns: "You sure he's going to be okay?"

Jeeves nods his head and puts his arm on Burns shoulder, positioning him to walk to the front of the car and start driving them.

Jeeves: "Oh yeah, no doubt about it. This is classic Banks for ya..."

Burns shrugs his shoulders, agreeing with him.

Burns: "I guess you're right. Let's get going!"

Jeeves opens the back door and climbs in. A drunken Howard Thompson is inside already drinking more from his personal alcohol stash. Jeeves quickly sits down and takes it away while Burns gets in the front driver's seat and takes off.

Howard: "HEY! I need that!"

Thompson was ready to get even more intoxicated, but Jeeves didn't think so.

Jeeves: "You're cut off man!"

Howard shakes his head and focuses his attention on the Jack Daniels bottle in Jeeves hand. He is motioning towards it as Jeeves holds him aside and fights with him about it.

Jeeves: "Did you not hear me?"

Howard motions for it again, this time becoming closer in arms reach of it as he opens his mouth and looks focused on it.

Howard: "Just a couple drinks for courage, that's all."

Jeeves shakes his head as Burns can be heard from the driver's seat looking back from the rear view mirror, glancing from that and the road while driving...

Burns: "Courage for what? You're done fighting tonight, champ. Don't you remember? You already put in your time tonight, you beat Julianna for the belt."

It finally clues into Howie who is quite loaded...

Howard: "Oh yeah..."

He remembers now as Jeeves pulls out his title belt from a black bag sitting across from them.

Jeeves: "Here!"

He hands it too him, Howie looks at it and smiles. For quite some time he continues to smile at it, just taking in the moment...

Howard: "I did it guys! I really did it! I am a champion again!"

Burns takes his hands off the steering wheel for a moment, clapping for him. Jeeves looks annoyed...

Jeeves: "Okay, we get it. Now it's time to get you to bed."

Howard: "Oh yes, sleep is very well needed. I am the champion though!"

He points his finger right into Jeeves face who grabs his hand and pushes it off his face.

Burns: "Alright, we're here now!"

They have arrived at the hotel where Howard "The Bank" Thompson will be staying. Burns stops the limo and Jeeves gets out as he takes him up too his hotel room and makes sure he is okay. When they enter the room, Jeeves takes Howard and tosses him onto his bed.

Howard begins to sit up from being thrown down on it as Jeeves is fixing his jacket that almost fell off from the impact of the throw...

Howard: "Oh I see how it is, you want to wrestle me?"

Jeeves puts his hand on his face and sighs...

Howard: "Come on! I'll take you on!"

Howard is ready... but Jeeves really wants no part of it.

Jeeves: "No Banksy... it's time for rest. You've done your duties for tonight, now get some shut eye."

Thompson seems to think he is right, finally as he nods his head and starts to get undressed as he hops into bed. Jeeves is walking away now as he heads towards the door.

Jeeves: "Well I'm out of here."

He has his hand on the door knob and slowly but surely begins to turn it. Before he can fully open the door though, Howard interrupts him.

Howard: "Wait Jeeves, just wait..."

Jeeves looks quite angry now with Howard, beyond frustrated as he has his back turned too him and says...

Jeeves: "What?"

Howard has the blanket over top of his body as he looks over to Jeeves in the far corner by the door and smiles.

Howard: "Tell me a bed time story?"

Jeeves quickly turns around giving Howard a disgusted look.

Jeeves: "Fuck you!"

Jeeves now turns back to the door and starts to open the door and before he heads out, Howard gets in the final words...

Howard: "Ouuu, I like that one it's my favourite!"

Jeeves slams the door shut as he closes it behind him and heads for the limo where Burns is parked out there waiting for him. Howard is still inside his hotel room with the lamp light on still from earlier when he left it on for coming back from the arena and bar.

Howard: "I love that story..."

"The Bank" looks up to the ceiling of his room, wearing a drunken smile upon his face as he begins to fall asleep.

The story has ended and Burns was finished... back to reality.


Inside the limo, both Burns and Howie are sitting in the limo together at the Las Vegas airport. The parking lot is quite empty as not many people are taking night flights. Howard and Burns sit tight and for a few moments don't say anything...

Burns: "Well that was awkward."

Burns shakes his head, Howard looks outside of the limo and spots where he is at.

Howard: "And all that really happened?"

Burns nods his head.

Howard: "What? Did Jeeves tell you or something?"

Burns: "Did he ever! I don't remember the last time he went on about you that way... you must of really pissed him off."

Howard tries to think about it, but rather shrugs his shoulders instead.

Howard: "More like I was really drunk. Wow. Don't let me get that way again, it can get pretty bad at times."

Burns: "Yeah? Alright then... but go ahead man, you don't want to miss your flight. I'll be back here at the airport on Saturday night to pick you and Amy up if she ends up showing..."

Howard get's that passionate look in his eye, like he is in love or something with the girl...

Howard: "Oh she'll show. Or at least I hope so."

Thompson grabbed his things and carried them towards the airport as he said his goodbyes to Burns once again. He was heading off to Toronto Pearson International Airport in Ontario, Canada getting ready to surprise his girlfriend Amy with a visit. So far he had just won a title again in the Sanctioned Violence Organisation again, just like he said he would.

Now, now it was time to convince his new found companion to skip work, skip town and come see him in action this Sunday night on Showdown #38 as he takes on newcomer, Killer White. After just coming off a huge pay-per-view event win, could "The Bank" continue to stay open and be successful? Or would Killer White tear him apart?

As usual, only time would tell...

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Part 2
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Fast forward to Thursday afternoon. Howard "The Bank" Thompson made it to Brantford, Ontario, Canada safely. He took a train from Toronto and was now taking a Greyhound bus to Woodstock to see his girlfriend, Amy Clara. She was aware in the early morning about the idea and had called him up following the voice mail she listened too.

Amy Clara: "It's up to you if you want to spend your money like that. But I'm not cheap."

She was a joker, a midnight toker, she was every man's dream... but don't mistaken her taking the money like that for favours. It was all about keeping on top of her bills, even her apartment.

Howard: "Rest assured, when I find the right moment in time... she'll never be able to say no. I've got her right where I want her, I want her so bad!"

The two had made plans to spend the rest of the week in Woodstock together. She would finish up her shifts until Saturday and then head off to Vegas with him. Amy only wanted to be happy, she was a young 20 year old female who had a passion for music, photography and horses.

Howard: "She use to ride horses... my mom's fav. I guess that's why they get along so well."

The first time they met, Howard's grandpa was in the hospital and Amy fell from the sky, not literally of course...

Howard: "We met when I had stopped into Wal-Mart that day. She's a cashier, so I got lucky enough to have her serve me. She's a gorgeous blond, with a rack to die for... I had to make her mine. And that's how we met. But don't tell her that, she wouldn't agree."

They had actually met online. Howard messaged her along time ago but she deleted it. About a year or so later, he tried his luck again. This time though, she responded and they hit it off from there.

Howard: "Apparently the site deletes messages after awhile of not checking them? I only tried again because well, I'm a guy. We do that sort of stuff... and I got lucky when she actually messaged me back. How cool, eh?"

They had been going out for almost four months now, nothing serious but it was getting better all the time.

Amy and Howard had a connection like no other. They both liked the same music, they enjoyed joking around, playing video games and even going out and singing. Thompson deep down was an old fashioned kind of guy. His look was all an act for the camera, he was a softy at heart.

Amy was a girl who wasn't big on feelings or affection, only when the times called for it. This would help Howard become more manly and be a better guy overall. That was the real Howard Thompson though, off screen that no one really knew about. On camera though, he was as evil as they come.

Beating up on JD James his former manager, calling old friends of his washed up losers, even going on the record of saying he was the greatest of all time. This was the true Howie Banks character coming into play with a new name. No more Hollywood hills for Thompson though, it was all about Canada.

The two had taken off to her place for the night, looking for some sort of good movies on television. It didn't seem like much was going on though, but as Howard was flicking through the channels, he found something. Amy was watching it with him and became startled for a moment.

Amy: "What's this?"

Howard looked over to Amy who sat next too him on the couch. He rolled his eyes in the back of his head.

Amy: "EWWW! What is it?!"

She smacked him on the shoulder, Howard stopped and responded finally.

Howard: "It's Halloween baby, you know... Michael Myers..."

Amy tried to grab the remote from him, but he was too fast for her as he pulled it away.

Amy: "Well I don't want to watch it!"

Howard sighs...

Amy: "What?"

Thompson looks down to his feet as he sticks his legs out and stretches them...

Howard: "Nothing..."

Amy was now concerned, as she got closer too him.

Amy: "No... what is it, Hun? You can watch it if you really want too..."

Howard scratches his head, turns to her and says...

Howard: "I've got a very important match this Sunday in Nevada. His name is Killer White..."

Amy looked confused, as most blond girls do... she tried to understand but couldn't seem to do so as she looked for more answers.

Amy: "Okay?"

Howard looks back to the screen, the famous Halloween music is playing in the background as a girl is running around in a forest with Michael Myers following her.

Howard: "He wears a mask like Jason, but I swear he kills like Michael Myers. The guy is said to be dangerous and I mean, wouldn't you feel a little uneasy about getting in a ring with a psycho? If that's even what he is..."

Amy: "Well of course I would, but you don't have to worry. Just act tough like you always do and use any bag of tricks you see fit to win. Easy as that."

Howard looks to his left, then looks to his right at his girlfriend. He cracks a smile and then some laughter follows after...

Howard: "Are you kidding me? You know... sometimes I love being with you, haha."

He leans in and gives her a hug, followed by a kiss.

Howard: "You make everything seem so easy, you make it all seem so ... possible. That's the exact same reason why I want you to come with me so badly..."

Amy smiles back at Howard, as she takes his hand in hers and looks into his eyes.

Amy: "I know. And I will. I've never been to Vegas before... and I'd sure like to see you take down Killer White..."

She now steals the remote from him, as she turns off the television.

Amy: "Is there anything you'd like to talk about when it comes to your opponent? Cause if so, I'm not like many other girls... I'll listen!"

Ms. Clara puts a smile on and looks to Howard who thinks about it for a moment...

Howard: "Honestly? Not really... because you just gave me all the confidence I need in the world to beat him this Sunday."

He pauses, takes his other hand and now brushes it across her face and through her hair...

Howard: "Now all I wanna do is hold you all night long..."

Thompson now goes in for a kiss and Amy comes in for one too - SMOOCH! The two kiss and then begin to get up on their own two feet as they head towards the bed room, turning off all the lights in the living room they are currently at.

Amy: "First one to the bed room's a rotten egg!"

Howard hears the dare and challenge, the two of them rush towards the bed room and squeeze in the door way together at about the same time. Just then, the door closes behind them and the fun truly begins. Amy and Howard were in sync together, nothing could touch them now, not even the hands of God himself...

This Sunday was Killer White's first match with the sVo and by the looks of it... Howard wasn't going to make it easy on him now, killer or no killer...

After all, he is the current reigning and NEW sVo Las Vegas Champion - and what happens in Vegas, STAYS IN VEGAS!

...the end.

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