Chronicles of an Anti-Hero
EPISODE #1
SHOCK VALUE
"What is in a rating? By definition a rating is the evaluation or assessment of something, in terms of quality, as with a critic rating a novel. Evaluation of quantity, as with an athlete being rated by his or her statistics, or some combination of both. See being rated means that you are looked over with a fine tooth comb. Reviewing who you are as a person, or what you do for a living. We all are rated in one way or another. Whether it be by looks, work ethic, or by your skills. We all are being rated. Some claim they are G rated, others claim PG, some claim TV-14. Yet none of these ratings accurately fit the program or person that they are rating. Sex, language, violence, realistic violence, adult themes, adult situations, and nudity are some of the names associated with being rated R. Yet as the times progress this list keeps getting smaller and smaller. As our society goes straight to hell, we become immune to these scenarios. They don't seem too bad, anymore. They are no longer shocking. Our depravity is what makes us normal. What we tolerate is making this once great nation crumble beneath our feet. Nothing is shocking anymore."
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September 1st, 1982. 11:43am, Melbourne, Victoria ~!!!
Jason Williamson: "Doctor ... Doctor Cobo!"
Dr. Cobo: "What do you want, Jason?"
Jason Williamson: "He is complete."
A smile would disperse on the face of Dr. Cobo.
Dr. Cobo: "You mean to tell me that the Android is ready to be released? My oh my, what a
happy man I am! After all these years of research; he is complete! The greatest professional wrestler will be upon us all in mere minutes! After collecting DNA samples from Surge, Cyrus Black, Twista XL, Warren Peace, John Heroman, Dan Maskell, Cameron Worley and millions of Earthlings, we have finally garnered enough bio energy to release my greatest creation! Jason ... It is time!"
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November 16, 2011. Charleston, WV ~!!!
>> 29 Minutes Until Adrenaline Rush Goes on the Air <<
Scanning over the completely electrified and incredibly excited Adrenaline Rush Audience, it is obvious from their screams of joy, animated and energized behavior, and the general thrilling atmosphere, that the fans are incredibly excited for the upcoming show. Chants in support of the audience’favoritete superstars break out, as each side battles for audible dominance, attempting to outshine and outclass each other so that theoretically their superstar may reign ultimately supreme. However this joyous scene is short lived, as abruptly the lights begin to flicker and then dim, and as always when something unexpected and surreal happens, a gradual hush falls over the members of the CWA Audience as they stare anxiously towards the Titantron realizingng that it will presumably flicker into life at any moment for something which demands their utmost attention. Promptly the screen sputters into life, displaying an unsettling image of constant static with the deafening sounds of white noise, to which the audience react with complete and utter disdain and revulsion, before unexpectedly cutting to absolute silence. The audience, almost unaware of what they have just experienced, stare blankly at one another in a state of total confusion, with many of them being completely unable to comprehend and react to the simply bizarre experience which they have all just been subjected to and it becomes all too clear that this confusion, this chaos, this vile and extreme attack to the senses which has literally shaken the audience out of their previous state and changed each of their attitudes and perspectives, was the opening video’s main prerogative, something which could only have been concocted within the twisted, surreal mind of the man called Harry Jones.
In another absolutely surreal and incredibly poignant manoeuvre, the video proceeds to open with a piercing, blinding white light, effortlessly refracting and spreading throughout the arena, creating a fantastical, dreamlike shade of white which illuminates the darkened arena and shocks the audience once more, a deplorable tactic intended to overwhelm the audience’s senses to literally shock and terrify each member of the Adrenaline Rush Audience into silence, while simultaneously enticing them and drawing members in, like a Star Gate into a realm of ultimate knowledge, so that whatever messages and philosophies are presented within the video may easily resonate and be as poignant and effective as possible. However, the crowd are taken aback when 'From Heads Unworthy' blares out of the titantron. Harry Jones emerges from the backstage area with a microphone in hand, prepared to share his larikan-like views on the wrestling industry with the CWA Universe. Jones ascends to the top rope as his music cuts out. The fans in the arena tonight are somewhat against one Harry Jones, whom has excelled in the CWA Singles Division, keeping his undefeated streak in tact after defeating three unworthy adversaries. The crowd quiet down as Jones lightly licks his lips. As the crowd begin to chant "You suck" in unison, Jones raises an eye-brow and quietly chuckles under his breath.
Harry Jones: "Well thank you all for that warm, heartfelt welcome; it almost brought a tear to my eye, it really did. And for those of you out here tonight who lack the intelligence and mental capacity to realize just how sarcastic that last comment was, allow me to enlighten you all. Because there was nothing warm or heartfelt about that, quite obviously; what it was, however, was ignorant. Moronic, even ... but I'm not surprised. Not at all, in fact. I mean, what more could I possibly have expected from any of you half-wits out here in ... where are we again? Actually, you know what? It doesn't even matter, just like none of you ungrateful morons matter; the only ... thing that matters right now is the fact that in mere moments I am going to advance to the final of the X-Fly Championship tournament by defeating Dexter Darwin Douglas, and CONTINUING my winning streak."
Crowd: "You suck! You suck! You suck!"
Harry Jones: "Ha. Haha. Hahahaha. Ha. I suck ... Yeah, I suck. That is so DAMN hypocritical! After EVERYTHING I have done for you and all I have given to entertain you, while you stuffed your faces with nachos and popcorn. I sacrificed myself while you sat back, finding some kind of sick, twisted solace in the fact that you had someone like ME to do the things YOU couldn't, risking my body, my health, my life to put a little thrill into yours. But ... but you know what? You don't matter. Not anymore; not ever again. Your opinions mean NOTHING to me, or to you ... the only thing you need to concern yourself with is that practical joke of a professional athlete, Dexter Darwin Douglas! Y'see, after tonight - "
Dr. Cobo: "Harry, please, stop!"
Harry quizzically raises an eye-brow at the strange looking old man on the entrance ramp.
Harry Jones: "Who the hell are you?"
Dr. Cobo: "Please, Harry ... We need to speak right this minute!"
Harry Jones: "Well first of all, who are you?"
Dr. Cobo: "No time! Follow me!"
Harry Jones: "Oh, sure..."
Harry drops the microphone and cautiously retreats up the entrance ramp with the old man as the video fades out to another transition screen.
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November 16, 2011. 3:21pm, Dr. Cobo's Lab ~!!!
>> 13 Minutes Until Adrenaline Rush Goes on the Air <<
Harry Jones: "Wait, so all this time you have had laboratoryry hidden under the arena in
Charleston?"
Dr. Cobo: "That is correct."
Harry Jones: "Oh, cool ... So why am I here?"
Dr. Cobo: "Yes, Harry, why are you here?"
Harry Jones: "I don't know, I was ask - "
Dr. Cobo: "Afterall, this place should seem familiar, seeing as you were BORN here!"
Harry Jones: "What, no! I was born in PrincesMargarettete Hospital back in Perth!"
Dr. Cobo: "Oh sure, that is what they told you after you killed Jason Williamson and escaped
from thlaboratoryry!"
Shockingly, Harry suddenly has a perplexing flashback to the year 1982. He is a small, fragile baby being held in the arms of a balding middle aged man. It appears that Jones is definitely in the same location. Out of nowhere, the baby version of Harry Jones executes a Diamond Cutter onto Dr. Cobo. The shock and severity of the maneuver sends Jason sprawling backwards into a heap. Jason falls into a pool of acid as the flashback comes to a horrifying end.
Harry Jones: "What ... What am I?"
Dr. Cobo: "You are an Android."
Harry Jones: "A what?"
Dr. Cobo: "You are bio-mechanicalal being whom was created for one soul reason; to become
the best professional wrestler in the world."
Harry Jones: "But, that makes no sense!"
Dr. Cobo: "I am your Father, Jones!"
Harry Jones: "What! No! NO!"
Dr. Cobo: "Yes, and I assume that you are curious as to how you have established your
unprecedented skills and abilities. Well, the answer is simple. My good friend Jason Williamson collected Bio Energy from human beings."
Harry Jones: "How did you - "
Dr. Cobo: "It was simple really. Jason and myself killed a few hundred-thousand innocent people and stole their DNA. Thfascinatingng part is, our advanced technology was so advanced that we could actually pin-point the future superstars such as Surge, Warren Peace, Cyrus Black and etcetera. We let the wrestlers of today live, because without them then there would be no industry ... and there would be nobody to squash on our way to the top!"
Harry Jones: "What do you mean, on OUR way to the top?"
Dr. Cobo: "Well, Harry ... I created you. Surely you'll see the sense of teaming up and taking over the industry together."
Harry Jones: "Doc, you brought me into this world. You are responsible for my success. But the thing is; if the press caught onto our little secret, then I would be ruined! My followers would consider me to be your puppet. And, well ... I need to make sure that this little secret doesn't slip out to the public."
Dr. Cobo: "What do you mean?"
Harry Jones: "I'm sorry, Father..."
ROUNDHOUSE KICK! Dr. Cobo's head flies off of his neck and crashes into a recycling bin on the opposite end of the room.
Harry Jones: "So, I've been under the watchful eye of a mad professor for the entire duration of my life. I guess ... today is the day that I finally become my own man ... Today is the day that I create my own legacy! It all starts with you, Dexter Darwin Douglas!"
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