Smokin' Joe Seward

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Bar Brawl

Sweet Merciful Lord 

(The picture opens up in a small tavern.  The smoke clouds the air as the bar lamps struggle to shine through it.  The crack of the cue ball goes, as the camera makes way to a corner table.  At the table sits Smokin Joe Seward, wearing an expensive suit, not fitting of this tavern.  Across the table lay the UWA Hardcore Title and three empty classes.  Joe begins to sip on another glass, apparently full with rum and Coke)
 
(Joe takes a sip)
 
Joe - Ya know I guess I should be happy now here.  Afterall I wrastled a hardcore match against the Sickest Prick the world has ever known.
 
(Joe takes a sip)
 
Joe - Let me say thanks ta Mystical Death, Gorgon, Nicky Mills and Kevin Cosmos.  You fellas come on down when I was pretty badly hurt.  I guess that means, Minds Eye is more of a wanted man than ol' Joe first realized.
 
(Joe takes another sip of his rum.  Reaching into his suit coat, Joe pulls out a small box, and sets it on the table.)
 
Joe - However, fellas, I ain't gonna invite ya to smoke with me.  Ya see, I could, yes, I could've handled ol' Minds Eye by my lonesome.  You fellers all want a shot....you needed to be waitin'your turns!
 
(Joe lights up his Ashton cigar.  After a few pleasurable puffs, Joe focuses back to the camera.)
 
Joe - Now like I be sayin' time an time again, Joe Seward will stay on top of the UWA Hardcore ranks.  Wrastlers be wantin' ta throw me off, but I ain't gonna let them now.  The way...
 
(Joe's words are interrupted as he notices a slender red haired girl standing at the bar)
 
(The camera goes back to Joe, sitting quietly, puffing away on his cigar)
 
(The red hair girl orders a drink.  Joe takes notice of her tight jean skirt.  Her short, vibrant, red hair is totally illuminated her black top)
 
(Joe carefully stares, cigar in hand)
 
(Two gentlemen from across the bar take notice.  They nod to one another as they begin to walk toward her)
 
(Joe puffs on his cigar, still staring onward)
 
(The two men surround the red haired girl.  After a few minutes she begins to feel uncomfortable.  She tries to walk away but each man shifts in such a way, blocking her escape)
 
(Joe stands up from his table as he places his cigar down)
 
(Picking us his glass of rum, Joe walks towards the bar)
 
Man - So you wanna come over a play some pool with us?
 
Red Haired Girl - Get away!  Your both drunk!
 
Man #2 - Come on, I know you want to baby.
 
(One of the men suggestivley touches the red haired girl.  She struggles away, but is still blocked in)
 
(Joe continues to walk foward, sipping his rum)
 
Man - I'll tell you what, lets go out back! 
 
(The second man grabs the red haired girl by the arm)
 
Red Haired Girl - Let me go!
 
(Joe takes the final sip of his rum and slams the glass down on the bar.  The men and the red haired girl turn to see Joe)
 
Man #2 - Nice tie retard.
 
Joe - What have ya gots against yellow now?
 
Man - What?  Are you stupid?  You talk like a frikin' idiot!
 
Joe - You gotta do better than that now here.
 
Man - How about I kick you ass.  Don't go anywhere baby, daddy's got....
 
*SMACK*
 
(Joe nails the man in the stomach with a kick.  Joe lifts the drunk up and powerbombs him through a bar table.  The drunk lies motionless)
 
Joe - Now it be your turn...
 
Man #2 - I...aaa...
 
(From behind, another drunkie charges, carrying a pool stick.  With a mighty swing, the man cracks it over Joe's back.  To suprise of everybody, Joe stands completly still)
 
Red Haried Girl - My goodness!  Are you okay?
 
Joe - It only be a weak pool stick.
 
(Joe spins around a clocks the shocked drunkie in the teeth with a right hand.  Joe follows his attack with a short arm clothesline)
 
Man #2 - Can I leave in peace...
 
Joe - Yeah, but don't come back now, ya hear boy!
 
Man#2 - Oh I won't.
 
Joe - Get!
 
(Joe raises his fist to the drunk man.  The drunkie stumbles and almost falls over)
 
Joe - I said get!
 
(The drunkie struggles to regain his balance as he takes off for the front door)
 
Red Haried Girl - Thanks!
 
Joe - No problem!  The names Joe Seward!  I gots a table over there, come, let us catch up now here.
 
(As the scence fades, Joe whisks the red haired girl back to his table.  As the night progresses, they have a very enlightning and fun conversation)
 
 
 
      
 
 

Smokin' Joe Seward