Posted by "The Wildcard" Chance Runnels on July 9, 2004, 8:41 pm, in reply to "RP 3- Eye of the...Wildcard? part 1"

Everybody think Rocky! [As the camera fades in we see a close up of John “the head case” Jones’ face, he looks a little flushed, he cheeks going a rosy red as he puffs out sharp short breaths of hair and sweat trickles down his chubby little cheeks. The camera zooms out a little, John is wearing a pair of gray jogging trousers, sweat bands around his wrists and head, white trainers and a red “Wildcard Workout” T-shirt, the words being white. John is doing some star jumps as “Eye of the Tiger” begins to play getting louder and louder as John gets faster.] “Risin' up, back on the street Took my time, took my chances” [We cut to a scene of Chance bending down and we just see the top’s of John’s shoulders and his bald patch, You can here cries of pain coming from John and he faces forwards and his face is a red, a red to be proud of] Chance: Come on one press-up, you can do it! “Went the distance Now I'm back on my feet Just a man and his will to survive” [The next scene is John running with big glistening eyes, his tongue handing out in front of him and his hands stretched out as if trying to catch something. The camera zooms out and we notice that John is really struggling, despite having a pie on a fishing wire dangling in front of him. This is not surprising seen as how tied to a wheelbarrow that Chance Runnels is sitting in with a half eaten chicken leg in his hand, Chance laughs as he cracks a whip. The barrow grinds along.] Chance: No pain, no gain! Do you want this? You want to taste victory? “So many times, it happened too fast You trade your passion for glory” [We see an image of John sitting in a chair as his arms move up and down as though he were lifting weights. But he’s not lifting weights at all, in fact in each hand is a chocolate chip muffin, each time he lifts up one hand he takes a bite.] Chance: Eat damn it, there’s got to be room for more! “Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past You must fight just to keep them alive” [John is dressed in a martial arts trousers, he has bear feet and has no top on, across his body are many red marks from being slapped or hit. John sniffles as he takes up various stances, Chance walks into the picture with a huge fish held over his left shoulder, he has a sadistic look on his face. John makes another move, lowering his right arm into an inside thigh block followed by a palm strike with his other hand. HE gulps as if something’s gone terribly wrong.] Chance: No! No! No! Where was the elbow strike eh? [John closer his eyes as Chance swings the enormous fish in a whirling motion around his head and lets loose a powerful swipe to the jaw of John knocking him straight on his back and out cold.] ”It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Risin' up to the challenge Of our rival” [next we see John skipping and Chance looking at him quite astounded, he’s actually quit good at it. Dam actually, I haven’t seen someone skip that fast with a rope since my days back in school when the girls would play that stupid game, you know the one where they sing an even stupider song (stupider? Is that a word? Hell if it wasn’t before it is now). Chance is speechless. ] “And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night And his fortune must always be Eye of the tiger” [Next we see John doing lunges, really struggling as Chance is sitting on his shoulders reading a comic book and laughing at a probably cheesy joke.] “Face to face, out in the heat Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry” Chance: Ready go [John sprints towards a huge dinning table with about ten plates of food on it. As he gets to each one he shovels the food down his throat and moves on. Spaghetti., Mash Potatoes, Runner Beans, Co-Co Pops (One of Chance’s favorites), Curry, Pie, soup, Bigger Pie, Bread Rolls (x12), Sheep’s nuts (eww), Tea Cakes, Chance’s weeks washing from a basket. Hang on that was 11. John pulls a pair of worn underwear from his mouth as his eyes start to water. Chance look’s at his watch and shakes his head.] Chance: Seven whole seconds, that’s not nearly fast enough! [Chance grabs John (still trying to excavate the under ware) and suplexes him through the table.] “They stack the odds Still we take to the street Fot the kill with the skill to survive” [John is circling his hips with his hands on his head with a plastic hoop around his waste, keeping it spinning. It’s time to hula! He can’t do it.] “It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Risin' up to the challenge Of our rival” [John looks down at a chopping board on it are some carrots, a banana and a mango. Chance nods and John begins to cut through the groceries with his bare hands. He huts through the banana and turns it into a paste, When he comes to the carrot he struggles and really hurts his hand and hops round the room holing his hand between his legs. Chance covers his face with his hands and sighs.] “And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night And his fortune must always be Eye of the tiger” [John is running up and down a flight of steps by a waterfall. The first time he just makes it to the top. The second time he trips and falls into the water bath surrounding the fountain and has a bird poo on his shoulder. The third time he trips and rolls down the stairs. Chance tries to run back down them but John bowls him over like a bowling pin sending a writing pad and Chance’s whistle sprawling through the air.] “Risin' up straight to the top Had the guts, got the glory” [We see John with a bib around his mouth, his mouth and the bib are covered in cherry pie. John is laughing and Chance is cringing as John has pulled up his stained t-shirt and is doing a belly dance that Indian stars of ‘Baliwood’ would be proud of.] Chance: That’s not attractive! “Went the distance Now I'm not gonna stop Just a man and his will to survive” [John is now doing some line dancing in pink tight clothing, and a green cow boy hat, he’s really getting into it. The other line dances stand back watching him bewildered at the way he is kicking about spinning and even attempting to moonwalk badly.] Chance: He hasn’t taken his medication. Sorry. “It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Risin' up to the challenge Of our rival” [Chance is now talking with his girlfriend Amy in a gym, while next to him John is doing some bench presses, John arm’s buckle under the weight and the bar starts throttling him.] “And the last known survivor Stalks his prey in the night And his fortune must always be Eye of the tiger” [We’re in a swimming pool, John and Chance are on the side. John is wearing Speedos. It’s not a pretty sight so I’m not going to describe it. All I can say is that the ‘hair bear bunch’ have found a new member! John holds his nose and jumps into the swimming pool and sinks straight to the bottom.] Chance: you come out of there, I err don’t want to get wet! Chance: John? Finished on next page