Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2014 23:14:22 GMT -6
{The scene is of Garbage Man doing a trash pick when he comes a small group of gang-bangers the night before the PPV.}
The scene opens up to a few camera angles going back and fourth from the truck to the driver. Johnny D'Angelo. It was late at night. The Vegas sky-line was lit up, but in this little section of Vegas, it was dark, with a few street lights in the back alley behind the Liquid Pioneer. The bar was a sleezey place. The inside played nothing but rap and while there was people in the inside of the bar that was talking, drinking, dancing and hell even gambling; outside in front of the bar boasted just big bouncer that looked like he was hard into Human Growth Hormones, amongst other illegal muscle drugs. Also there was a few people leaving the club as well.
Earlier that day, the owner had called the Garbage Man, who he knew back in his old days of his wrestling career. So pulling up alongside the back of the bar was the white and heavily dirty trash truck. The last time it was cleaned was when Johnny first got it. The reason he was doing this pick up was because he couldn't sleep, not that he had insomnia or anything but it was the fact he enjoyed working at night. So when the truck pulled up to the green dumpster, he would see a handful of thugs standing in near the dumpster he had to get to. From the looks of it, you could see they were going through someones bag. The contents were that of clothes and other items, something someone brought on a trip with them. Sitting in his truck, the big bodied man blew his horn as it made the bangers jump. Looking to the truck, the headlights on them as they all had their hands up trying block the light from their eyes."Yo, what fuck is this is this moron doing?" Said one of the thugs. "I dunno but this fool is about to get his azz handid tu'em if he dun' fuckin' move!" Another thug said, as a few more chimed in.
So with the door opening up, the Garbage Man gets out.Standing there in front of his truck, his body shadowed some as one of the thugs spoke up again. "You better move dat piece of smelly shit outta here before we wreck ya shit up!" Looking back to his truck, he didn't see it as filthy and nasty looking like the thugs did, no he seen it as perfect. Now looking back to the group, who had moved closer and began to circle around him, Johnny moved his head from one side to the other as he began to asses the situation he was about to be in. "Look mane you got three secuns ta'move dat truck and yo ass or we gunna fukkit up!" Said one of the thugs. So standing there, he would wait for the thugs to make the moves first. "3... 2... " And soon the screen goes black for 10 minutes.
Now the cameras turn back on and it shows Johnny putting the last of the thugs in the dumpster as he closes it and gets back in his truck. Moving the forks down, he put them in the guides and raised the forks up and as moved over the cab and emptied out into the back of the truck. Pressing the compressor button, the sound of the compressor was heard as the tones of the truck backing up being played before coming to a stop as it was positioned to drive off. The sound of the compressor was off and now the truck pulled forward and off into America's play ground.
The scene opens up to a few camera angles going back and fourth from the truck to the driver. Johnny D'Angelo. It was late at night. The Vegas sky-line was lit up, but in this little section of Vegas, it was dark, with a few street lights in the back alley behind the Liquid Pioneer. The bar was a sleezey place. The inside played nothing but rap and while there was people in the inside of the bar that was talking, drinking, dancing and hell even gambling; outside in front of the bar boasted just big bouncer that looked like he was hard into Human Growth Hormones, amongst other illegal muscle drugs. Also there was a few people leaving the club as well.
Earlier that day, the owner had called the Garbage Man, who he knew back in his old days of his wrestling career. So pulling up alongside the back of the bar was the white and heavily dirty trash truck. The last time it was cleaned was when Johnny first got it. The reason he was doing this pick up was because he couldn't sleep, not that he had insomnia or anything but it was the fact he enjoyed working at night. So when the truck pulled up to the green dumpster, he would see a handful of thugs standing in near the dumpster he had to get to. From the looks of it, you could see they were going through someones bag. The contents were that of clothes and other items, something someone brought on a trip with them. Sitting in his truck, the big bodied man blew his horn as it made the bangers jump. Looking to the truck, the headlights on them as they all had their hands up trying block the light from their eyes."Yo, what fuck is this is this moron doing?" Said one of the thugs. "I dunno but this fool is about to get his azz handid tu'em if he dun' fuckin' move!" Another thug said, as a few more chimed in.
So with the door opening up, the Garbage Man gets out.Standing there in front of his truck, his body shadowed some as one of the thugs spoke up again. "You better move dat piece of smelly shit outta here before we wreck ya shit up!" Looking back to his truck, he didn't see it as filthy and nasty looking like the thugs did, no he seen it as perfect. Now looking back to the group, who had moved closer and began to circle around him, Johnny moved his head from one side to the other as he began to asses the situation he was about to be in. "Look mane you got three secuns ta'move dat truck and yo ass or we gunna fukkit up!" Said one of the thugs. So standing there, he would wait for the thugs to make the moves first. "3... 2... " And soon the screen goes black for 10 minutes.
Now the cameras turn back on and it shows Johnny putting the last of the thugs in the dumpster as he closes it and gets back in his truck. Moving the forks down, he put them in the guides and raised the forks up and as moved over the cab and emptied out into the back of the truck. Pressing the compressor button, the sound of the compressor was heard as the tones of the truck backing up being played before coming to a stop as it was positioned to drive off. The sound of the compressor was off and now the truck pulled forward and off into America's play ground.