The scene opens up inside an office. There is a large wooden desk centered off the back wall with papers scattered across the top of it. Cases of books line the left and right walls. Behind the desk is a leather office chair, behind that a tall window. Standing in front of the window is the recognizable figure of Shipman. He has a glass in one hand which looks to be a whisky on the rocks. He takes periodic sips as he stares out the window. The sound of a door closing causes him to turn and he sees Synn walk into the office. Shipman sits down in the chair, sets his drink on the desk and folds his hands behind his head as Synn approaches him.
Shipman: I was wondering if you were going to show. I know I don’t spend as much time with you and the rest of the Sins as I should but hey, I am a busy guy.
Synn: That is what I wanted to talk to you about. You used to be such a dominant force in this business but something has set you off that track. You came to SCW with such potential and now you are a joke. This week though we will get you back on track.
Shipman: And how do you plan on that?
Synn: This week, you get to face Old Skool one on one with myself on the outside to offer instruction.
Shipman: No DQ?
Synn: Standard rules.
Shipman: Not interested. A cocky arrogant asshole who is such a bad representation of the armed forces deserves to get their ass beaten to a pulp by the King of Violence.
Synn: That is why you have to stop this lone wolf mentality. You have a whole gang of potential partners here with you and with some tweaking, we can make the rules sway in your favor.
Shipman: I think I get what you are saying Synn. Let’s see how we can execute this at Climax Control.
Synn nods at Shipman as Shipman stands up. Synn begins to leave the office as Shipman stares him down. Once the door closes Shipman goes back to the window.
Shipman: So once again I will find Old Skool across the ring from me, and quite frankly I am not surprised seeing that out of the four men that were in the four corners match, we were the only two not involved in the decision, so as I see it, that leads to unfinished business. Now Climax Control may be standard rules, but I will make sure our business is finished because I am not just a psychopath with a hunger for violence, I have also become quite familiar in the world of submission, which in turn, eliminates the disadvantage I had by following the rules. Now you can whine and complain about how it is unfair for Synn to be at ringside but really think about it, when have I used outside help? That’s right, never.
Shipman finishes his glass of whisky and turns towards the desk. He sets the glass down and rummages through the papers.
Shipman: Now Old Skool, I do not know who you are trying to fool, or why no one has noticed this yet but you are probably one of the sickest people here. What, are you surprised by this statement? Well hear me out. I call you sick because you pose as a member of the armed forces when in fact I know you have never done squat, you are just a poser. Some ass clown who gets his jollies pretending while real men and women are sacrificing their lives so we can conduct our jobs in the ring. Hell I could probably tell you “left wheel” and you will probably think I am talking cars. And it is this disrespect you show that makes me want to kick your ass all over Romania, right to Constanta so the Russians can have a turn with you.
On a side note for all the SCW fans making the trek to the shit hole of a country, beer is cheaper than Pepsi and Coke. However do not fuck the locals, it wasn’t that long ago condoms were practically illegal here.
Shipman opens up a drawer and places most of the papers in it.
Shipman: Old Skool, you survived our last encounter but mark my words, there will not be two other superstars standing between us so you will get my full attention. This week you will experience true hell when I twist you up into a human pretzel, and listen to your screams of agony before I hear the sound of your hands slapping the canvas. This will only be the beginning. I know I said it before but I have never been so focused. I will prove once and for all to the SCW wrestler that I am the meanest most vicious man that has walked into that six sided ring. I will show everyone why there was such pandemonium when I signed here. Old Skool, you can continue to act tough, but I see beyond the farce and at Climax Control, I will once again stand victorious in the middle of the ring.
Shipman stops as sirens begin to drown him out.
Shipman: Babies die in the streets every day, but eat one and everyone loses their minds.
The scene fades to black as Shipman exits the office.
