| Thrax | Date: Thursday, 2011/07/28, 3:02 PM | Message # 1 |
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| [Phil Allely taps away at a laptop, typing an email back to The Sun HQ in England, confirming that he is at The Colusseum and has been granted interview time. As he clicks send he looks around, finally taking time to absorb the surroundings. A simple oval table surrounded by six chairs fills the centre of the room, and the whiteboards on the walls give clues to it's normal purpose, as matchup ideas from the last Shatter Point still sit half-erased. Phil checks his watch and begins to tap his fingers on the desk as he begins to get impatient. Finally the door opens and Thrax enters in ring-gear with a t-shirt thrown on over the top, carrying a bottle of water]
Thrax – Hi. Sorry to keep you waiting. Got caught up with company things. Camera's ambush you in the corridors for interviews. I'm Thrax
[He reaches out a hand towards Phil]
Allely – Phil Allely, The Sun. And I fully understand. You wrestlers have a busy life. I'm glad you could spare some time to give me and the British fans a few words.
[Phil takes Thrax's hand in his own as the two shake. As they release he gestures towards the table and a vacant seat]
Allely – Shall we begin?
[The two sit, Phil setting the audio on his laptop to record as Thrax rests his legs on one chair while sitting on another, casually reclining]
Allely – So, Thrax. You've just joined me from your first “Lone Wanderer Open Invitational” match, and your first victory in EWA. How does that feel?
[Thrax pauses and smiles, considering his answer]
Thrax – It's an amazing feeling. Not only getting my first win, but beating three other men that Frankie Manning and myself hand picked as “the best of the best” from other companies. The fans seemed to enjoy it too, which is always a bonus
[Allely nods in agreement]
Allely – So what about next week? The originally rumoured match between yourself and a man who stormed out of the building just hours before the show is clearly not going to happen, so can you tell us anything on the Open Challenge situation?
[Thrax shifts his weight out of awkwardness. The question is typical journalistic probing for spoilers]
Thrax – Errm... I can confirm that match won't be happening
[Allely leans forward, hoping this might be the gossip moment]
Thrax – And all I can say is watch EWA.com for more information on my match next week. There will be another Challenge in the near future though, I want to keep testing myself
[Thrax takes a sip of his water as Allely decides on his next question from the list in front of him]
Allely – EWA is a highly talented company. Do you have any opponents you really want to face?
Thrax – That's tough. I'd really like to fight everyone over time, just so I can learn a bit off them all. Right now I'd love to fight Mike King as I think we'd put on a classic match.. Lucha vs British
[Thrax takes another sip of water, the fluid rushing into his mouth. He places the bottle on the table and continues]
Thrax – Plus it'd be nice to take on Buck Evans. The “International” title seems to be crowded by North Americans. We need some overseas representation and that could be me.
[He stops, and Allely goes to ask another question but gets cut off]
Thrax – Oh, and Ryan Shane.... Yeah........ Shane
[Allely looks a bit taken back by the interruption, but picks another question as Thrax empties his water bottle of the remaining fluid before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand]
Allely – So what persuaded you into the business? Tell us how you got here.
Thrax – Well, I was a fan from a young age. I used to watch all the time, even attended a few events. Then one day I just saw this advert for English Wrestling Revolution in the newspaper, saying they were doing a training camp not far from where I lived.
[Thrax throws the bottle, it landing in the bin with a clang]
Thrax – So I went along. They saw, I think they said “raw ability”, and now, just over one year later a friend here in New York sends EWA a tape of my matches. I get a phonecall from Frankie Manning saying I've been offered a contract, and you know the rest
[Allely looks at his watch and then the questions with focus]
Allely – We've got time for two more, so what are your interests outside the ring?
Thrax – I love parkour and meditation. I do both a few times each week. You get some funny looks when going to the shops over things rather than around, especially in my trenchcoat
[The two laugh]
Thrax – Beyond that I love films and video games. We had a tournament at the pay per view backstage where we set up a load of consoles. Made the final four but got beaten because the guys decided to distract me. Also a big music fan. Own a collection of guitars.
Allely – That typical for a wrestler?
[Thrax thinks before answering]
Thrax – Yes and no. We share some interests, but a lot of them differ. We all escape in our own ways.
[Allely checks his watch again and puts the page to one side, clearly not picking a question from it]
Allely – Ok, final question. You and Princess, what's the scoop?
[Thrax smiles and blushes slightly]
Thrax – The “scoop” is exactly what you see. We are an item.
[Allely laughs]
Allely – Guess that's all I'm getting on that, eh? Well, thank you for your time
[He stops the recording]
Thrax – Pleasure's been all mine. You enjoy tonight's show?
Allely – Yeah, it was great. Really gripping
[The two shake hands again]
Allely – Hope we can do this again sometime. Maybe even with you holding a belt
[Thrax laughs as he starts to leave]
Thrax – We'll see... We'll see...
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[Thrax walks through the streets of New York, wandering aimlessly, hoping that by being out of his apartment he can rethink over the events after Shatter Point. Ryan Shane, a man that could easily be going for the World Title, has decided to take up the Open Challenge. This just reached a whole new level of competition.
He continues to walk, the actions going over and over in his head. As he looks up from the pavement in front of him a giant face stares blankly back at him...
.. The face of Ryan Shane...]
Thrax – YOU!
[The face does not reply. In fact, it's only an EWA promotion poster, advertising the coming events in the city. The Lone Wanderer stares back into the eyes of his future opponent, then turns and walks away]
Thrax – Coincidence. This city is full of promotional posters. Just happened to be a Ryan Shane one on this corner. I'm fine
[He continues, reaching into the heart of New York and one of it's shopping malls. He glances inside and notices the packed interior, crammed full of shoppers going about their business. Turning he looks up at the darkening sky, a sure sign of the coming rain. After a moments deliberation he decides inwards is the best option. Stepping through the doors he holds it open for a young couple to walk out]
Female – Thanks
Male – Cheers
[Thrax gives a forced smile back, his mind miles away still as he begins to meander around the commotion inside the mall. After a few moments he finds himself stood outside an electrical store, the large window crammed full of television screens that all suddenly bare the face of Ryan Shane]
Thrax (whispers) – Why are you doing this?
[A couple of the closer passers-by give funny looks, but most fail to hear the whisper. Shane gives a twisted smile.. But Thrax isn't there to see it.....
He is already running, trenchcoat flailing out behind him. Charging straight through the doors he bursts out into the rain. The chilling water starts to stream down all over him. Within moments his hair is soaked, his clothing not far behind. He leaps up onto an empty bench, water splashing up under his feet. Throwing his arms out into a crucifix style position he yells towards the sky]
Thrax – I... WILL.... NOT.... SURRENDER
[Springing down he starts to run again. Reaching a high wall he jumps up, grabs the top and disappears over the other side. Passing observers stop for a moment confused by the situation before apparent normality is restored]
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[The camera comes to focus on Thrax, stood in a park in New York somewhere. He is without the trenchcoat, although his reasoning is apparent with the bright sunlight beating down over the city. Instead he is wearing a Lone Wanderer t-shirt and black jeans]
Luke – You ready?
[Thrax looks at the figure behind the camera]
Thrax – Are YOU ready?
[As Luke mutters something inaudiable Thrax looks at the camera]
Thrax – Hey Wanderers... Thrax here..
[The introduction gets interrupted]
Luke – AHEM?!
[Thrax smiles]
Thrax – Fine, Thrax and his cameraman Luke here with another LoneWanderer.co.uk video
[Luke spins the camera to himself]
Luke – Hey Thrax fans
[He turns the camera back to it's intended target of Thrax]
Thrax – You done? Good. Today guys you're getting to explore with me. Welcome to parkour
[He suddenly starts running with no warning. The camera starts a moment later and races to catch up. Both he and Luke – still holding the camera – leap a fence and Thrax starts addressing the camera and fans]
Thrax – Well, those of you in England are likely to have read my profile and interview with The Sun newspaper. Link soon for you International fans
[They leap another fence, landing on a wall the other side and dropping off it]
Thrax – This week I got my first win. One that William Masters described as “not counting” because it was against people from outside companies
[The camera runs up and over a car, looking down at Thrax as it leaps down a line of three cars before returning to ground level]
Thrax – Well, I've got news for you. Frankie sanctioned it. It counts. Although if you want I'll get another this week just to shut you up
[Thrax swings on a metal bar before launching forwards into a tucked backflip. Landing crouched he gets back to his feet and continues the run, turning left as he does so]
Thrax – Speaking of this week. I've got Chris Dyson. A man who is coming in off a loss
[The camera weaves, clearly narrowly avoiding something as we just about hear Luke saying “shit” behind Thrax's continued speech]
Thrax – Sorry Chris... Your gunna be two for none
[Thrax gives a mock sorrow look at the camera]
Thrax – I've got a taste of victory. You might have talent and drive, but I'm going in with a must-win attitude. I need to prove myself further to the EWA fans
[Another turn, Thrax cuts through a corner by leaping onto a wall and then over to another while Luke takes the long way around it]
Thrax – Be it by a Thraxination...
[He mimes holding a needle]
Thrax - By sending you Into the Shadows
[Luke covers the camera lens from above so it darkens for a moment]
Thrax – Or by taking you to the End of Sanity... I will win
Luke – No doubt about that!
[The almost erratic running stops abruptly, with Thrax turning to face the camera. The shot slowly starts to zoom out]
Thrax – Because no matter how random things seem...
[Princess steps in and kisses Thrax's cheek]
Thrax – ...No matter how odd it seems at the time...
[The Hometown Heros and Ruthann step into view to join Thrax and Princess]
Thrax - … Everything has a purpose...
[The camera stops as we see the full picture. They are all stood underneath a large banner reading “NOT ALONE” with each of their names around it... The banner itself draped on the side of The Colusseum]
Thrax – We just don't always see it at the time
[Thrax smiles]
Thrax – See you soon Chris
[The camera fades out, the words “Not Alone” staying on screen as it goes black, before it finally fully fades to black]
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