Post by Adi Gold on Feb 2, 2018 16:50:31 GMT -8
GWD Office Headquarters.
We see Mason Rihoo, GWDs attorney sitting at his desk looking through his papers. He hears something outside his office doors. It sounds something out of Star Wars and his secretary shouting. His doors swing open as the music of the Imperial March from Star Wars soundtrack can be heard from a boom box seen carried by a man in a suit in sunglasses. Behind him is 6 other men in suits and sunglasses. Behind them is GWD wrestler Adi Gold and her lawyer Derek Schwartz. They circle Mr. Rihoo. The stand for a minute as the Darth Vader theme slowly fades out.
Rihoo- Um, may I help you Adi?
Mr. Schwartz - You shouldn't talk to him or answer any questions without your attorney present.
Adi- Derek, you are my attorney.
Mr. Schwartz- Oi vey! Sorry dear, it's been a long trip.
Adi-(Sighing)- Well.. Mr. Ree-hoo.
Rihoo- It's Rihoo...
Adi- Roo-Hoo?
Rihoo- Rihoo... Adi... Rihoo.
Aid(frustrated)- Whatever Mr. Rah-Goo. I hate to do this but I am not pleased with my GWD placement in the company. Mr. Schwartz...
Mr. Schwartz- Hmm? Yea?
Adi- hmm? Tear him apart. You are my father's lawyer team. I should be in this tournament.
Mr. Schwartz- What tournament?
Adi- The Global Heritage Festival Tournament. I was totally ignored as one of the superstars qualified in these load ofmatches for the title match or whatever. Sure my last few performances haven't been that great. Admittedly i should have won and put on a better athletic stunt in the ladder match, but I'm no good at ladder things. But to be taken out of the tournament. Is a disrespect to my me, my father, the Goldblum name and wrestling in general. This company is treating me like the Daniel Baldwin of the GWD family. If anything I am the Alec or William. Ugh. Pisses me off. Tear him apart Schwartz.
Mr. Schwartz- Huh. I mean, my clients daughter, Adi, feels she should be in the spotlight of this wrestling company. Even if she doesn't 100% deserve it. She shouldn't be treated in this horrible way. You will be sued if you don't do something with her to the upmost importance within the company.
Adi(nodding)- You hear that, bub? Now give me Mark Storms belt. Dooooo it!
Gimme, gimme, gimme!!
Rihoo- Um, no. Not gonna happen. But Mr. Roerich does have plans for you Miss Gold. There is no need to take this to the court. Don't worry, Adi. You have a place here.
Adi- A place? A place you say? I am THE place... whatever that means. But sure, we don't have to take this to court. So thank your lucky stars that we didn't. Because we would win. Win so hard you would be pooping out of a straw. And tell Mr. Tappy Joe. To not mention me again. Sure he has rugged good looks and the hair of a dirty like hobo God. But this is where I belong. I am NOT a tool! If i were a tool, it be a hammer to break his brick head. Yeah! Brick head with my hammer!!! OOOOOH and here's a warning to SOMEONE on the GWD roster that is in the GHF Tournament. I will make a statement at the next GWD taping, the Heritage Festival . One unlucky star is gonna feel the wrath of Adi Gold. Someone is going to get it. Trust me. It's Hammer Time for Adi... Because i'm not one to be pushed around. I am not a joke. DO you hear me, Mr. Ram-boo First Blood Part 2... I am NOT A JOKE! NOT A JOKE! NOOOOOT A JOKE! Now play me out D.J.
The suited man hits play on the boom box. But what plays is the MORTAL KOMBAT theme. Adi, looking angry towards the poor young sap holding the stereo.
Suited 'DJ'- Sorry ma'am.
Adi- TRACK 3!!! We spent an hour practising this exit... now PLAY IT!!!
The suited young man plays Track 3 which is Breakfast Clubs Don't You Forget about Me by Simple Minds. The 6 lawyers walk out of the office. Adi and Mr. Schwartz stare at Mr. Rihoo. Adi spins around but slips on her high heels. She rubs it off and her and the lawyer walk out of the room slamming the doors. Rihoo looks on confused before going back to his papers.
We see Mason Rihoo, GWDs attorney sitting at his desk looking through his papers. He hears something outside his office doors. It sounds something out of Star Wars and his secretary shouting. His doors swing open as the music of the Imperial March from Star Wars soundtrack can be heard from a boom box seen carried by a man in a suit in sunglasses. Behind him is 6 other men in suits and sunglasses. Behind them is GWD wrestler Adi Gold and her lawyer Derek Schwartz. They circle Mr. Rihoo. The stand for a minute as the Darth Vader theme slowly fades out.
Rihoo- Um, may I help you Adi?
Mr. Schwartz - You shouldn't talk to him or answer any questions without your attorney present.
Adi- Derek, you are my attorney.
Mr. Schwartz- Oi vey! Sorry dear, it's been a long trip.
Adi-(Sighing)- Well.. Mr. Ree-hoo.
Rihoo- It's Rihoo...
Adi- Roo-Hoo?
Rihoo- Rihoo... Adi... Rihoo.
Aid(frustrated)- Whatever Mr. Rah-Goo. I hate to do this but I am not pleased with my GWD placement in the company. Mr. Schwartz...
Mr. Schwartz- Hmm? Yea?
Adi- hmm? Tear him apart. You are my father's lawyer team. I should be in this tournament.
Mr. Schwartz- What tournament?
Adi- The Global Heritage Festival Tournament. I was totally ignored as one of the superstars qualified in these load ofmatches for the title match or whatever. Sure my last few performances haven't been that great. Admittedly i should have won and put on a better athletic stunt in the ladder match, but I'm no good at ladder things. But to be taken out of the tournament. Is a disrespect to my me, my father, the Goldblum name and wrestling in general. This company is treating me like the Daniel Baldwin of the GWD family. If anything I am the Alec or William. Ugh. Pisses me off. Tear him apart Schwartz.
Mr. Schwartz- Huh. I mean, my clients daughter, Adi, feels she should be in the spotlight of this wrestling company. Even if she doesn't 100% deserve it. She shouldn't be treated in this horrible way. You will be sued if you don't do something with her to the upmost importance within the company.
Adi(nodding)- You hear that, bub? Now give me Mark Storms belt. Dooooo it!
Gimme, gimme, gimme!!
Rihoo- Um, no. Not gonna happen. But Mr. Roerich does have plans for you Miss Gold. There is no need to take this to the court. Don't worry, Adi. You have a place here.
Adi- A place? A place you say? I am THE place... whatever that means. But sure, we don't have to take this to court. So thank your lucky stars that we didn't. Because we would win. Win so hard you would be pooping out of a straw. And tell Mr. Tappy Joe. To not mention me again. Sure he has rugged good looks and the hair of a dirty like hobo God. But this is where I belong. I am NOT a tool! If i were a tool, it be a hammer to break his brick head. Yeah! Brick head with my hammer!!! OOOOOH and here's a warning to SOMEONE on the GWD roster that is in the GHF Tournament. I will make a statement at the next GWD taping, the Heritage Festival . One unlucky star is gonna feel the wrath of Adi Gold. Someone is going to get it. Trust me. It's Hammer Time for Adi... Because i'm not one to be pushed around. I am not a joke. DO you hear me, Mr. Ram-boo First Blood Part 2... I am NOT A JOKE! NOT A JOKE! NOOOOOT A JOKE! Now play me out D.J.
The suited man hits play on the boom box. But what plays is the MORTAL KOMBAT theme. Adi, looking angry towards the poor young sap holding the stereo.
Suited 'DJ'- Sorry ma'am.
Adi- TRACK 3!!! We spent an hour practising this exit... now PLAY IT!!!
The suited young man plays Track 3 which is Breakfast Clubs Don't You Forget about Me by Simple Minds. The 6 lawyers walk out of the office. Adi and Mr. Schwartz stare at Mr. Rihoo. Adi spins around but slips on her high heels. She rubs it off and her and the lawyer walk out of the room slamming the doors. Rihoo looks on confused before going back to his papers.
