P2PW's TNT (2/4 - 2/8) Extra Promo and Discussion

[shinnstheory]

Feel free to toss in an extra promo, or two, or seven. You may also discuss THIS PARTICULAR event here. If people start to go off topic, the discussion part of this thread will be scrapped.

Have at it.

[Darth Peccatus]

>As the camera comes into focus, we are greeted by the sight of blindingly white walls and spotless floors, so clean you could eat off them...assuming that you have some weird dislike for plates, anyway. As the camera runs, several people step into and out of our field of view, all clad in white, many carrying stethoscopes and other such apparel, thus making it obvious that we're inside a hospital. Suddenly, the face of Kacey Garcia leans into the shot with one 'brow raised in query.<

KG: "We on?"

>At a silent affirmation from the camera operator, Miss Garcia steps fully into the shot, wielding her microphone like a sports trophy, PR desk faux-smile firmly in place.<

KG: "Hi, P2PW fans and other assorted freaks! This is Kacey Garcia, standing where I am, which is here - the county general hospital, where P2PW superstar and Star Wars fanatic De'Si Nidea was taken to after receiving a severe beating at the hands of the Blood Pack during an interview shown at the preview for this week's TNT broadcast. Mister Nidea was diagnosed with a shattered nose, fractured ankle, three missing teeth and five broken ribs, the shards of which had lightly punctured one of his lungs. Whether or not he will be in sufficient shape for his scheduled International Title match against Cactus, at the next Blitz!, is uncertain, though things aren't looking hopeful. Right now, we're going to see if he's well enough to give us a few words..."

>Kacey and the camera operator head down the halls, her stiletto heels clip-clopping audibly on the linoleum floor, attracting many curious glances from patients and staff alike. They eventually reach a set of plain brown double-doors, but are stopped by a doctor who looks to be in his fifties; mostly grey hair, wiry build, wrinkles clearly evident around eyes. He speaks with an excessively tired grumble.<

Doc: "Excuse me, this area you wish to enter is off-limits except to close relatives or working colleagues of the patients contained herein. What can I do for you?"

KG: "Uh, hi, I'm Kacey Garcia, and we're from the P2PW. I believe you admitted one of our employees to this ward on account of his severe injuries, a certain De'Si Nidea..."

>The doctor thinks for a moment, before sighing apologetically.<

Doc: "I'm sorry, but Mister Nidea left the hospital earlier today."

KG: "What?! I thought you said he was in bad shape!"

Doc: "Well, he was...and most likely still is. But he fooled the receptionist; when we found her, she had no recollection of letting him go, though the CCTV footage clearly shows - "

>We don't hear the rest, as Kacey turns tail and promptly hurries away, the camera operator rushing along in her wake as the scene fades...<

>Later that day...<

>Scene opens to a dark wooden door, decorated solely by an ornate golden knocker in the shape of a lion's head. Kacey, standing directly in front of the camera's lens, uses the knocker once...twice...three times, and waits, clicking her tongue impatiently. After a minute, the door creaks open, and an old woman's face appears in the gap. She looks quite distant, and politely puzzled at the presence of media-related folks on her doorstep.<

OAP: "Why, hello there, dears."

KG: "Would you be the...erm...legal guardian of De'Si Nidea?"

>The woman looks confused as she thinks over her answer.<

OAP: "De'Si Ni...oh, you mean Jeremy! Yes, I'm his mother."

KG: "Right. Is he in at the moment?"

OAP: "Yes, of course. Jeremy always makes it home in time for those Doctor Who repeats on BBC2."

>The camera tilts briefly, and we notice how hard Kacey's trying to suppress a fit of laughter. The old woman's voice grows quite concerned.<

OAP: "He did look a bit unhealthy tonight, though...you're not making him do anything rough, like play hopscotch, are you? He's a gentle little boy..."

KG: "Uhhh...no...we're not. May we see him, please?"

OAP: "Well, alright. Please come in."

>De'Si's mom opens the door wide to permit Kacey and her tagalong camera opeator inside. The interior of the house is mostly done in crimson and cream which, thanks to some slightly orange lighting, gives off a real impression of warmth. Mom calls up the single flight of thickly-carpeted stairs...<

OAP: "Jeremy, honey! You've got visitors!"

>No response, except for what sounds like breaking glass. The old woman shrugs, and waves Kacey vaguely upstairs. With a careful tread betraying her sense of foreboding, Kacey proceeds upwards, with the camera operator following. They reach the landing without event, and easily locate the door to De'Si's room; it's the one with the X-Wing blueprints sellotaped to it. Kacey gently twists the handle, and quickly steps inside, followed by the camera operator...and the viewers are briefly puzzled by the fact that they can't see anything. Upon closer examination, this is due in part ot the fact that it's dark outside, and De'Si appears to have obscured his windows. The many candles dotted around are unlit, so the entire room is bathed in black. But we know the Jedi is there, as we can hear his rapid breathing, and the occasional sniffle.<

KG: "De'Si?"

>At the very instant Kacey speaks, we hear a loud smash, as if a large amount of small plastic items had just been knocked over. Then something flies past the lens, too quickly to be seen; a picture-in-picture still frame shows us that it was a toy TIE Fighter with one of its trademarked solar panel wings missing. The toy shatters on the wall, mere inches from Kacey's face, and she jumps back slightly, concurrent with a moan of despair from the other side of the room. Focusing in that direction, the camera cna just make out a dark silhouette slumping back against the wall and sliding down, down to the floor, before putting its head in its hands. Kacey curses quietly, before finding and switching on the lights...<

KG: "...Woah."

>The entire room looks like the remains of Echo Base after the AT-ATs had their way with it. Shredded posters are half-peeled from the walls; broken videogame discs gleam silently, their purpose nullified; a life-size cardboard standee of Han Solo leans against a far corner, several fist-sized holes riddling its gut; and surrounded by a semi-cicle of dismembered action figures, De'Si Nidea lies, crouched into a ball, the hands holding his head shaking profusely as he sobs. Kacey approaches cautiously, trying not to step on anything broken or sharp. She stands silently in front of De'Si for a moment or two.<

KG: "Mister Nidea...?"

>De'Si's sobs stop abruptly, and he gazes up at Kacey...with eyes that seem to glow a putrid yellow. Then he blinks, and the effect is gone; viewers assume it was merely a trick of the light. His lashes are stuck together by congealed tears, dark bruises stand out clearly against his pale skin, and a few trails of dried blood have stuck to his lips and chin. One of his ankles is stuck at an odd angle. One of the teeth near the front of his mouth has a large chip missing. Kacey takes time to recover from her shock.<

KG: "Well...um...you don't look too great, De'Si."

>De'Si attempts to laugh, but it comes out as a hacking cough. He lowers his head again.<

KG: "Why'd you leave the hospital in this shape?"

>Silence for a moment, before De'Si mumbles, quietly but clearly...<

De'Si: "Mom was making fish fingers. I like fish fingers."

>Kacey almost smiles at that.<

KG: "Do you think you'll be able to go through with your match at Blitz?"

De'Si: "Don't know. Don't know anything anymore. Don't care."

KG: "Don't care about what?"

De'Si: "Don't care...about the p-penalty. Not sure if I can return...d-don't even...know if I want to..."

KG: "How do you feel about the Blood Pack?"

>De'Si takes a deep breath, winces at the pain in his lungs, before continuing.<

De'Si: "I...can't feel about them. Can't do that. Just can't."

KG: "...Anrgy?"

De'Si: "...no..."

>De'Si's head suddenly jerks up, face contorted with rage, as he half-snarls, half-screams at Kacey.<

De'Si: "NO!"

>Kacey takes a quick step back. De'Si glances off to the side, before lowering his head again and mumbling.<

De'Si: "I hate them...hate them all..."

>Starting to fear for her own sanity and life, Kacey makes a 'cut' gesture to the camera operator and steps away from the young Jedi, backing straight out of the room. The camera operator follows, keeping focused on De'Si the whole time. Just as the door is closing, one of Nidea's hands grasps something metallic on the floor and lifts it up; a lightsaber, but different in style to his previous one - its handle appears to curve elegantly. De'Si stares at it, long and hard, as the door closes, and the screen fades to nothing.<

[shinnstheory]

I'm pretty disappointed that 2 matches' outcomes are already obvious. Stevo316 and HeX were given decent pushes, but they didn't promo for this event. Off to the inactive list they go.

[stocko]

it is indeed mate, they sign up then get off, its all pointless!

oh well, i won! hahahaha

[Cactus]

yeah but nobody likes to win like that

[stocko]

i agree, but a win is a win!

and it moves me one step closer to your belt

[diddlysquat]

Well I will make up for the fan's disappointment in not having long matches. This edition of the Diddly Scoop promises to be the best yet. Watch (or read), you must.