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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 13 2010, 08:05 PM (79 Views) | |
| Howard Thompson | Apr 13 2010, 08:05 PM Post #1 |
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Backstage at the Goodfella's Casino arena was none other than sVo Las Vegas Champion, Howard "The Bank" Thompson. Although everyone he bumped into again continued to call him by Howie Banks, he was sticking to the name change it seemed. We find him standing around with a cup of coffee in his hand as he sits down on a stool in front of the refreshment table. Burns and Jeeves have arrived and come up from behind him. Thompson is reading a newspaper that he holds open as Burns nudges him from behind, spooking him out and almost causing him to spill his coffee everywhere. Burns stands behind him as Jeeves comes to the side view. Howard swats at Jeeves in the lower stomach region as he gripes and Burns just laughs. Burns: "What's up, champ?" Howard turns around and takes notice that it was Burns that did it, not Jeeves. Howard: "Fine... just fine, thanks. You almost spilled my coffee, jerk!" Thompson sets his cup down on the table in front of him, focusing back on the daily Las Vegas Sun newspaper. Jeeves: "What are you reading there?" Jeeves tries to take the paper away, Thompson stands up and moves his arms away from Jeeves body as he tries to stop him from taking it. Howard: "Just looking at some live events going on tonight, that's all." Burns and Jeeves both turn their head towards each other, then back to Howard. Burns: "Is that so?" Jeeves: "You sure you shouldn't be focusing on your title defense this Sunday?" Thompson now turns his body the full three sixty degrees as he looks up to both Burns and Jeeves who have big smiles on their faces. Howard: "And what makes you think I'm not ready?" Just then, Amy Clara; Howard's new girlfriend comes walking down the hallway. She slowly but surely makes her way into the situation. Amy: "Come on guys, cut him some slack. He's on a roll!" Burns and Jeeves give Amy a look of concern, as she begins to rub Howard's shoulders for him. Howard: "Oh yeah, baby. That's the spot." Thompson can't help but enjoy the shoulder massage, it sure was good having her around. Howard: "Give me some credit would you? I mean, I beat two of the sVo's fastest rising stars in Julianna Torres and Christopher St. James." He pauses as he taps Amy's hand to stop as he's clearly had enough. From there, he stands up and continues from where he left off. Howard: "Then... I went out just two days ago to take on a serial killer. Well, not literally. But you know what I mean..." Howard grabs his coffee from the table, drinks the rest of it and then crumples up his Styrofoam cup and throws it in a near by garbage can. Howard is sporting a pair of dark blue jeans, a blue with white and black striped polo shirt and wearing that smirk he was practically born with. Burns and Jeeves follow Howard as he and Amy go walking side by side down the hallway together... Howard: "I'm just getting better week after week, can't you tell? Like.. HELLOOO I'm the Las Vegas Champ for a reason....." Amy and Howard turn around to Burns and Jeeves, who have already left their side. Amy: "Hey! Where did they go?" Amy looks around down the corridor but still nothing... She shrugs her shoulders at her boyfriend. Howard: "Oh well, no big deal. I've got to take care of some business anyways..." Just as Thompson says that, Amy winks at him and smiles. Amy: "Let me guess, show business ...right?" Clara walks off past him towards his locker room. Thompson stands there thinking about what she had just said. A smile comes across his face and he closes his eyes and looks up to the ceiling. He then mouths to himself aloud... Howard: "That girl is good, real good..." "The Bank" proceeds to follow her down to his locker room. When he gets there, Burns and Jeeves begin to pack their things up as Amy stands ideally by, just watching them... Amy: "What's up guys?" Burns and Jeeves finish packing their things into bags and then put them across their shoulders. Together they walk past Amy not even saying a word and just giving her a dirty look. As they get closer to the door, Howard is just about to come through it. He waits just on the outside of it though as Burns and Jeeves both one by one give him a threatening look of sorts... Howard: "What are you guys doing?" Howard cocks his head at them, they both stop and turn too him. Burns: "Obviously we're not needed." Thompson looks even more confused now... Jeeves: "We get that you are doing well again, Howie but to tell you the truth... it's all just going to go to your head again like it always does." The current reigning sVo Las Vegas Champion stands there and raises his head and face towards them, like he finally understands what it's all about. Howard: "I see how it is. I bring you guys in, pay you double your salary and just because my girlfriend agrees with me and I'm trying to relax before my big title defense, you guys get jealous and can't stand it..." Before he can finish, Burns and Jeeves give Howard a look of anger. Burns: "Yeah, that's exactly it." Burns rolls his eyes at Howard as if he thinks he knows it all. Jeeves shakes his head at Howard, who he had been working for since day one. Jeeves: "Let's get out of here!" Burns and Jeeves now head off in a different direction, heading for the parking lot outside of the arena. Howard just begins to shout from down the hallway at them while Amy stands in the door way watching... Howard: "Fine then! I don't need you guys anyways! What good do you do for me?" Thompson immediately turns to his side and to the near by brick wall as he throws his fists against it as hard as he can. Little drops of blood begin to trickle down his hands as he cut them by punching the wall so hard. Amy comes up behind him and puts her arm on his shoulder. Howard quickly turns around at her and snaps... Howard: "What?!" Amy takes away her hand real quick, as Howard is flipping out. Howard: "I'm so SICK of people trying to tell me not to be over confident. Why not? I am a former A-list movie star, damn it! I'm a former champion of every f*cking wrestling promotion I've been too! And I don't need anybody to tell me what to do and how to live my life! If I want to-" Before he can continue any further, Amy grabs a hold of him and brings him closer too her for a hug. Howard struggles at first but then accepts it and gives in to the emotion. Moments later after being in her arms and his thoughts running a mile a minute, he breaks away from her. Amy: "What is your problem?" Howard shakes his head and looks to the floor. Amy tilts his head up by pushing on his chin... Howard: "This... THIS is my problem!" He points between the two of them. Amy looks upset now, almost in tears. Howard: "I want you... but I can't. I'm not a good person. I'm nothing but a bastard!" With that being said, Thompson walks off down the hallway and leaves her behind. Clara seems confused and very disappointed. She begins to follow him as he turns the corner. Just then as she turns to follow him, he is right there with his hands over his face. Amy walks up too him and slowly removes them. Amy: "Tell me, what is this all about? I don't get it..." Howard starts to pace back and forth, trying to figure it out himself. Howard: "I don't know..." He shrugs his shoulders. Howard: "I'm trying to be someone I'm really not. Nothing makes sense to me anymore. Some days I'm good, some days I'm bad. I don't like being that good guy though, letting my guard down. That's why I have been acting this way as of late. And it's not my character on screen or my personality off screen either, they're really the same. I just hadn't cracked yet... and I'm sorr-" All of a sudden Thompson turns around to Amy, but she is gone... Howard now looks around and can't seem to see her anywhere, she was gone for real now. Howard: "Ugh!" He clenches his fists and then slowly slides his back across the brick walls in the hallway as he sits down on the concrete tile flooring with his knees curled up in a ball and his face down in between them. Seconds later he lifts it back up and begins to scream... Howard: "AHHHHHHHH!!!" "The Bank" shakes his head and just sits there for a few minutes not saying a word. His big title match is this Sunday on Showdown 38 against the number one contender, Ronnie Long. Howard: "Maybe it's the match that's got me in this mood. Ronnie Long is a conniving no good piece of garbage! I know he always has something up his sleeve, always trying to win and get one up on the opponent. Well Ronnie, it's time someone else taught you a lesson. Not just a wrestling lesson, which I do plan to do to you this Sunday, but a lesson in mind games. You want to go off and have fun in the sun, trying to upset Johnny All Star and get into his wife's pants. Well let me tell you this... you need to focus on the task at hand my friend, and that is me and my Las Vegas Championship." Howie's arms dangle to his side as he continues to sit against the wall. He loosens up a bit by giving his legs a break as he extends them outwards towards the middle of the floor. Howard: "If you think I am a walk in the park, you're nuts. No matter who's faced me in that ring, I've always given them a great match and it will be no different with you. This is my big chance to give you a run for your money this time around. You talk a big game, but I want you to back it up. It was you Long who said I wouldn't last. You said I was done years ago. If that reigns true then do me a favour and try and prove me wrong. I dare you too... because I know you can't. You may be the man who is coming for my title belt, but let me reassure you of something." Howard starts to stand up now, he adjusts his clothing and begins to walk down the hallway towards his locker room again. Howard: "I am back, Ronnie... back from the dead. There is no more mister nice guy and there is no more heart inside my chest. If there is, it is black. The last few weeks I've noticed that I was becoming soft. I was holding back from not only myself, but my true potential. I can and will be both the International and World Champion some day. My quest starts here and it starts now. If I can't beat you, then I can't make it very far in the sVo. That's not going too happen though. I've been at the arena all week since Sunday, everyday. I knew this match was coming sooner than later, I even expected it last week. I got Killer White though, who was a nice warm up for my match with you. Bring me your A game and I'll show you mine and I'll add another victory to my career." He pauses, coming closer to his locker room now as the door is still open from earlier. Howard: "Much like the theme song, it won't be pretty. And you Ronnie Long... you will be the first foot step to getting back to where I once was in my career, to being right where I need to be. It took my associates and girlfriend to make me see things so clearly, and it made guys like Psyko Stevo remember where I came from and where I got started. It took Stevo to fuel the fire within me again and come Showdown, Ronnie. It will take YOU everything you have just to pry this championship gold away from me." Howard goes walking in the door way of his dressing room. The door says his name on it with "The Bank" and a star next too it. He turns his head and then points to his door way. Howard: "I am who I am for a reason and Ronnie Long, you are going to get the biggest ass kicking of all time from me. I have never liked you and I will never like you - period. Finally, you get what you have coming to you and I can't wait when they raise my hand in victory as the STILL sVo Las Vegas Champion. You may good, but I am great and greatness don't stop until I say so! Take it to the bank... it's true. Now if you don't mind, I have some business to attend, haha. I lost everything I have, but not my title. This stays here with me, as will my success to the top!" Howie smirks and has a now confident look upon his face, seemingly not caring about anything that happened moments ago or anyone for that matter but himself. With that, he goes into his locker room completely now and closes the door behind him. ...the end. Fin. |
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