PROMO: Lose Yourself

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

OOC: ...stupid buttons.

 

...fade in...

 

Mike Van Siclen stands alone. The show, two days gone, rings true in his head as if it were only minutes ago. The pain... oh, the pain, how it echoes in his mind like a particularly long yell... his eyes, focused, lock in on the punching bag in front of him, thoughts entering his head as somewhere, a CD player is turned on...

 

Look

If you had

One shot

One opportunity

To seize everything you ever wanted

One moment...

 

 

Before the Judge can continue Mike stands up, and in all his fury he throws a weak punch….. that a fully rested Judge Mental easily sidesteps. Mental gives a sharp elbow right to the back of MVS, grounding him quickly. Van Siclen nobly tries to get back up, but the Judge works quickly on him. He pulls Mike up so he’s sitting and locks in a dragon sleeper hold and a one armed armbar. After that, he sneaks in his right leg for leverage and begins to wrench Mike’s neck around with a grin.

 

Would you capture it?

Or just let it slip

 

I let it slip...

 

Mike's eyes focus in on the punching bag. Van Siclen flexes with his hands, the tape on them moving with it as he hops to the sides and forwards, looking like a Dance Dance Revolution pad, if it wasn't for his eyes... so deadly focused...

 

Yo

His palms are sweaty

 

BAM! A stiff right hook!

 

Knees weak

 

BAMBAM! Left and right jabs!

 

Arms are heavy

 

BAMBAMBAM! Three consecutive with the right

 

There's vomit on his sweater already

Mom's spaghetti

 

I should've had him...

 

Mike hits the bag as hard as he possibly can, the large black bag moving backwards but its chain not breaking, sweat now rolling down Mike's face but he barely notices, absentmindedly raising one hand to wipe the sweat off before coming back after the bag...

 

He's nervous

 

BAM!

 

Judge Mental...

 

But on the surface he looks calm and ready

To drop bombs

 

Can I beat him?

 

BAM! BAM BAM!

 

But he keeps on forgetting

What he wrote down

 

The plan... the plan was to work his neck... what happened to that?

 

BAM!

 

The whole crowd goes so loud

He opens his mouth

But the words won't come out

 

I had him... he was MINE... and then...

 

BAM!

 

He's choking how

 

Choke artist...

 

Everybody's chokin' now

 

Four shots...

 

The clock's run out

 

You'll never win that title...

 

time's up

 

It was right there... you tapped...

 

over pow!

 

Choke artist...

 

BAM!

 

Snap back to reality

 

Nobody to blame but yourself...

 

BAM!

 

OH! There goes gravity

 

Quitter...

 

BAM!

 

OH! There goes Rabbit, he choked

 

Choke artist...

 

BAM!

 

He's so mad but he won't

Give up that easy

 

But you did... Myers was out, but you couldn't even try to break Judge's hold... you just had to give up, and look where you are now.

 

BAM!

 

No, he won't have it

 

A fleabag gym...

 

BAM!

 

He knows his whole back's to these ropes

 

No title...

 

BAM!

 

It don't matter he's dope

 

No Katelyn...

 

BAM!

 

He knows that but he's broke

 

Nothing... but a miserable

 

BAM!

 

He's so sad that he knows when he goes back

 

Broken-down

 

BAM!

 

To his mobile home that's when it's

 

Nobody.

 

BAM!

 

Back to the lab again, yo

This whole rap shit

He'd better go capture this moment

And hope it don't pass him

 

Katelyn walks into the gym, the door catching Mike's interest as he whips around, facing his girlfriend for the first time since losing the title. She walks over to him, and he settles down, backing up against a wall and sitting down, where Katelyn sits next to him.

 

You better lose yourself!

In the music, the moment, you own it

 

"So, Mike... you said you owned Matt?"

 

You better never let it go

 

"I do own him, Katelyn."

 

You only get one shot

 

"You lost, Mike, and you can't ignore the facts."

 

Do not miss your chance to flow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

 

"I'll give you a bunch of facts, Katelyn."

 

You better lose yourself!

 

"Number one - I had a three-count on Myers. He was out for thirty seconds. That asshole could have taken TEN SECONDS per count... I still would've won.

 

In the music, the moment, you own it

 

"Number two - I was never pinned or made to submit by Matt Myers."

 

You better never let it go

 

"Number three - I am the best wrestler in this league, and just because I had one bad night does not mean I don't deserve that title."

 

You only get one shot

 

"Well, Mike... you seem to have a lot of bad nights against Judge Mental."

 

Do not miss your chance to blow

 

"What are you getting at, Katelyn?

 

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

 

"You know what I mean, Mike... you're losing it."

 

His soul's escaping

Through this hole that is gaping

 

"What the hell are you talking about, Katelyn?

 

This world is mine for the taking

 

"Mike, you talk about the World title like it's the only thing you have to live for."

 

Make me king!

 

"I've told you... I was born a fighter, and I'll never lose that."

 

As we move towards a

 

"You may have already lost a lot, Mike."

 

New world order

 

"No kidding. Have you seen my record?"

 

Normal life it's boring

 

"Don't play dumb with me, Mike... I know you."

 

But superstardom's close to post-mordim

 

"Do you really?"

 

It only grows harder

 

"Yes, I do... and I know you well enough to know a couple of things."

 

Only grows hotter

He blows this all over

 

"You're not... you anymore."

 

These ho's is all on him

Coast to coast shows

He's known as the globetrotter

 

"You use to smile, you used to look like you loved what you did."

 

And lonely roads, God only knows

He's grown farther from home, he's no father

He goes home and barely knows his own daughter

 

"Now, look at you. You isolate yourself from me, from everyone else. The only thing you think about now is winning that title...

 

But hold your nose cause here goes the cold water

These ho's don't want him no more, he's cold product

 

"I mean, jeez, Mike, we used to be so close... now..."

 

They've moved on to the next schmoe who flows

He knows don't none of 'em sold nadda

Sold this soul proper

 

"Do you even want me out there, Mike? Or do you think you can hide... you've sold out your beliefs in hopes of a World title."

 

He's told it unfolds I suppose it's old partner

But the beat goes on

Da-da-do, da-do

 

"And I know... I know, you're great, I know, you're amazin', but god damn, Mike..."

 

You better lose yourself!

In the music, the moment, you own it

 

"God damn what, Katelyn?"

 

You'd better never let it go

 

"Are you ashamed of me?"

 

You only get one shot

 

"Because, Lord knows I wouldn't want to hurt my girlfriend's feelings."

 

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo

 

"Lord knows, that nothing means more to me than you."

 

You better lose yourself!

In the music, the moment, you own it

You'd better never let it go

 

Mike looks at Katelyn, uneasy silence setting in...

 

You only get one shot

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo

 

Katelyn looks back at Mike, fear, almost, in her eyes, as Mike goes to speak... but thinks the better of it, and stops.

 

No more games, I'ma change

What you call rage

Tear this motherfuckin' roof off

Like two dogs caged

 

"News flash, Katelyn.

 

I was playin' in the beginning

The mood all changed

I've been chewed up

And spit out

And booed offstage

 

"It all changed."

 

But I kept rhymin'

Step writin' the next cipher

Best believe somebody's payin'

The pied piper

 

"When I realized I should stop, with the facade, and be what I came into this fed to be."

 

All the pain inside, amplified by the

Fact that I can't by with my nine to

Five and I can't provide the right type of

Life for my family cuz man

These god damn food stamps don't buy diapers

 

"I came here, to be the best... to have my name whispered, for nobody felt they could speak it."

 

And it's no movie, there's no Mikhai Pfifer

This is my life

And these times are so hard

And it's gettin' even harder

Tryin' to feed and water my c-plus

 

"And now... I'm going to accomplish that dream, and I will stop at nothing to do it."

 

Teeter totter caught up between

Bein' a father and a prima donna

Baby momma drama screamin' on her

Too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot

Another day

Monotony's gotten me

To the point where I'm like a snail

I've got to formulate a plot

 

"I will be the greatest, Katelyn. Twenty-two months, and nothing to show for it but four failed title shots."

 

Or end up in jail and shot

Success is my only motherfuckin' option.

Failure's not.

 

"That will change... and if I sold my soul to do it...

 

Mom I love you but this trailer's got to go

I can not grow old, in Salem's lot

So here I go it's my shot

Feet fail me not

This may be the only opportunity that I've got

 

"...so be it."

 

Mike Van Siclen stands up, his eyes cold, unforgiving, not caring about Katelyn, who simply stares at him, the person she had once known suddenly not there. The Illinois native stands up, not tossing another look at his girlfriend as he walks out of the gym, leaving Katelyn there, all alone...

 

You better lose yourself!

In the music, the moment, you own it

You'd better never let it go.

You only get one shot

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo

 

A dark figure, unknown, walks into the gym, sitting down next to Katelyn... and tells her, "Let's talk..."

 

You better lose yourself!

In the music, the moment, you own it

You'd better never let it go

You only get one shot

Do not miss your chance to blow

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo

 

...fade out...

 

"Lose Yourself" by Eminem.

[Guest realitycheck]

It's a RAINBOW!

 

Heh. Seriously, another awesome promo. The song fits prefectly with the events and dialouge, although some of the lyrics are... bizzare. But that's Eminem's fault, so I guess we can get Judge to punch him or something.

 

Set your mind at ease: You ARE getting Mike's new direction over, and quite brilliantly at that. It's another heavy-handed arthouse director esque filme JL promo in a long line of them! Good stuff.

 

-Z

[Guest Powerplay]

Mike does an awesome promo yet again, though the colors hurt my eyes . Still, a fantastic promo, man. Keep the heat up, man. BTW, I don't think I can top this one .

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Not bad at all. Taste the rainbow, and the angst, and the rage.

 

Now, let's see you make this work with "Bitch Please II." Then, I'll be really impressed.

[Guest TheSatanicAngel]

If you do continue to use Eminem songs for your promos, you've got a new fan.