The scene opens in the lobby of a fancy, five star looking hotel. There is a commotion around the bar. The camera pans to see Shipman with a group of fans and haters around him, almost heckling as he tries to enjoy his refreshments. He has on a long black trench coat, and his hair slicked back into a ponytail. He looks like he is dressed more for a back alley bar than this luxurious place. Shipman takes a shot of something that was placed in front of him before the camera saw him, and walks through the crowd. The camera follows Shipman onto an elevator. Shipman is remaining very quiet. After a few moments there is a ding and Shipman exits and heads toward his room. After a few attempts with a card key he manages to get in. He sits in a chair pre-positioned in front of a window and stares out over a sunny city skyline.
Shipman: After so long it has finally happened. The Sins ride together for what may be the biggest tag match of the year. People always wondered if I was really a part of the Sins or if it was a flash in the pan. Well at Climax Control we will see when our chemistry will show the world what true tag team greatness is all about. “The Tormentorsâ€, “The Surf Boysâ€, “The Familyâ€, they all have nothing on what the Sins can do. Despayre and Gabriel are the most successful tag team champions I have ever come across, than throw me into the mix; well let’s just say that chaos and anarchy will soon follow. Granted my time here in the SCW is not exactly has I had envisioned from when I first signed the dotted line, but I am still standing, I am still here, and in my SCW tag debut, I will reign dominate. Especially since this week I am against three apparently honorable mentions but in my opinion they are exactly what they call themselves, nobodies. Where do these pukes even get the idea that they even hold a candle against the Sins? Granted I have other things to deal with concerning my old employer but that will not faze me from stepping into that ring and kicking the asses of Kris Halc, Tim Staggs, and Johnny Tsunami all over Tunis. I know that is an old cliché but for the time being it will have to do because there is a difference between describing one’s actions and doing one’s actions.
Shipman continues to be in a Trans as he stares out the window. Barely moving but his voice gets colder.
Shipman: Kris Halc, the former Internet champion, and the apitamy of a nobody. You are about as equal as a piece of dog shit stuck to the bottom of my boot, the only difference is the dog shit is more appealing. Halc, do you really think that you and your band of merry men have what it takes to not only beat me but the rest of the Sins? The only thing that you could do to save yourself is to not show up. Going across “no-man’s†land in Nazi Germany is safer and better chance at survival than stepping into that ring against me. I seem to have become a running joke here in SCW so this week, you and those poor bastards you run with got the short straws and have become the death of that joke when I prove to you and the rest of the SCW why the Sins teamed with me before, and why the Sins got me to come here to the SCW. You may have been great before Halc, but this week in Tunis, I am the greatness and I will bring and end to the nobody before you even know what happened. I am as evil as they come, as mean as they come, and as vicious as they come. At Climax Control Halc, you will know this from your own personal experience.
Than there is Tim Staggs, the child of SCW. Some kid thinks he has what it takes to hang with the big boys just because he hangs around with a bunch of nobodies. Seriously Staggs, have you done to make you think you can go up against the Sins? What can you do against the Sins? If you are flesh, than I am steel and from everyone’s experience, STEEL WINS. I am not above beating a child and I will demonstrate that to the best of my abilities in that ring because when I am through with your buddies, I will take every bit of left over energy and adrenaline I have and use it on you and put you in the hospital… if you are lucky.
Shipman snickers a little.
Shipman: Staggs, this week will be your real introduction to the business. You may have grown up in it but you have never had to deal with a demented being such as myself. I am a man that should not be allowed in this business but yet I keep getting signed, to destroy little arrogant punks such as yourself. It is a job that I do love so much it is more like a hobby.
Lastly the man who thinks he can fly. Johnny Tsunami. Well you will be flying at Climax Control when I throw you from one side of the ring to the other and back again. Just like Staggs, you really have no idea what you are in for and I will make you realize that this isn’t ASW, and this sure as hell ain’t no motocross. If you were smart you would have stayed there, but after seeing who you align yourself with it is no wonder why you would make such a stupid decision. Oh well, like I said, I will show you the folly of your ways. And if I don’t get the opportunity, I am sure Gabriel or Despayre will. I could continue sitting here and going on and on like broken record about what is going to happen to you and the Nobodies at Climax Control but I am going to save you the time so you can prepare your last rites.
Shipman stands up and presses against the window.
Shipman: Today were nobodies, want to be some bodies. Tomorrow they’ll know just who we are… the men that had their careers shortened by the Sins.
Shipman laughs as the scene fades to black.
