Post by Jack Russow on Dec 1, 2022 16:25:13 GMT -5
-Russow Manor-
Russow Matters.
*Thanksgiving*
(The entire manor is bustling with children running amok and men getting yelled at to get out of the way by the stunning women who are doing a fantastic job preparing the meal, all except for the few side dishes they let the fellas help with. Slithered away tucking in to some old photo albums in his father’s study, we see Jack Russow smiling warmly as he sees photos of himself as a child being held and taking photographs with the likes of Eddie Lopez and his father, of being taught hand signs to throw up taught to him by Josiah Cena and Marcus Redd. There’s another of Steven Xavior “knocked out” with Jack’s little Chuck Taylor stepping on his chest for the three count as the entire locker room cheers him on.)
*Knock Knock*
(Jack looks up almost wiping a happy tear from his eye as he sees the chiseled but rugged looks of his father, the former Iceman, Levi Russow.)
Levi Russow: Thought I’d find you here.
Jack Russow: Dad! I was just…umm…
Levi Russow: I know what you’re doing.
(Levi walks over and pours himself a glass of whiskey as he sits in the chair opposite his son, crossing his legs and taking a sip.)
Levi Russow: Ahhhh…I don’t know if it gets much better than 12 year old Lagavulin.
Jack Russow: I uhh…I wouldn’t know.
Levi Russow: No I don’t suppose you would…what’cha lookin’ at there?
Jack Russow: Just the old days…when I was a baby. How strong and CLOSE the PWS locker room was with each other.
(Levi holds out his hand taking the picture of Jack playfully pinning Xavior.)
Levi Russow: Ahhhh Stevie X…y’know sometimes I wonder what happened to that guy? One of my best friends then POOF! He was gone and last I heard he was working in a KFC.
(Levi uncrosses his legs and runs his thumb across his glass as he leans forward.)
Levi Russow: That’s actually what I want to talk to you about…if you got a minute.
Jack Russow: Sure pops, what’s going on?
Levi Russow: This whole…Slaps and Jesse thing…I don’t want you to-
Jack Russow: Oh don’t you dare tell me to stay out of it after what they’ve done to everybody. What they’ve done to ME.
Levi Russow: …I was about to say…I don’t want you to back down on this one.
Jack Russow: …I…wh-what?
Levi Russow: You’ve been different since that attack, son. And I don’t mean physically. You’re flying off the handle, you’re neglecting your beautiful family, you stopped looking at all the great things ya got and started focusing JUST on the negative!
Jack Russow: I don’t mean to…
Levi Russow: Yeah? Well if you’re big star bound lemme tell ya… it’s a long, hard ride son.
Jack Russow: …I can’t care about being a “star” right now. I have to devote my focus completely on the task at hand..
Levi Russow: The task at hand is surviving today…then we’ll talk more strategy. So…”keep your hopes up high and your head down low”, eh?
Jack Russow; Did you just quote my entrance music to me?
Levi Russow; Seemed fitting for what I’m about to offer.
Jack Russow; …aaaaand what is that.
Levi Russow: We’ll get to it, first I have to say…because I don’t say it near enough…I fuckin’ LOVE you, kid. You get that, don’t you?
Jack Russow; I mean, yeah? I love you too, Pops. What’s going on…you sick or somethin’?
Levi Russow: Not sick…proud. I’m PROUD of the man you’ve become. I’m PROUD of the BEAUTIFUL family you’ve started. And I’m proud I raised a man that, despite my best efforts to keep him out of it, carries on the Russow name into the next generation with immense talent and pride. YOU, Jack Russow, are the future…
…IF…you want to be.
Jack Russow: …go on?
(Levi dumps a MASSIVE binder in Jack’s lap that audibly makes Jack “OOF” upon impact.)
Jack Russow: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?
Levi Russow: The Russow Family Playbook.
Jack Russow: …what’s insi-
Levi Russow; Shhhh…don’t ask it out loud. Don’t say ANY of it out loud. Just read it…and understand. Read it and figure out the formula to tackle any opponent of any height, weight, nationality, temperament, gimmick, ANYTHING you need to know…is in this book. But that’s not the main gift…follow me.
(Jack gets up holding the Pllaybook under his arm as Levi walks over to a black panther ornamental piece on the mantle of the fireplace and pushes it downward as we hear a click and the closest bookshelf swings open as Levi invites Jack through the door.)
Jack Russow: …you ever think maybe THIS is why people think you’re a little…”unbalanced”?
Levi Russow: Oh I’m sure of it but they said the same about Batman and HE had hidden passageways so who’s the REAL crazy one!?
(There’s a real awkward silence for a couple seconds until Levi sighs and says…)
Levi Russow: Understand you’re about to embark on a journey for your soul back, kid. Only one other has ever been invited into the Sanctum…and I’ve now lived to regret it.
Jack Russow: …Slaps.
Levi Russow: Indeed…and that’s why I’ve chosen to open it to YOU…because you’re the only one that can stop him.
Jack Russow: I don’t know, I think Mack’s probably got a pretty good handle on it.
Levi Russow: Oh Mack can best him physically and violently if he so wishes, but what I’m going to teach YOU to do…is save the man that’s left INSIDE of Slaps. AND…there’s a REALLY cool present for you that is REALLY tearing me apart to give to you because it’s meant the world to me but now…
(Levi walks in and pulls a piece of wood off the wall, clicks a lighter to life and presses it to the cloth at the end igniting an actual torch in the blue hued dimly lit cobblestone passageway. Levi turns to Jack and slowly hands it to him.)
Levi Russow: You always wondered when it’d be time for me to pass the torch…here ya go kid…you earned it.
Jack Russow: Gosh…thanks Dad! But what am I supposed to do with an oversized book and a burning stick?
Levi Russow: That I can’t tell you. This is where I leave you.
Jack Russow: Wait, WHAT?
Levi Russow: The lessons ahead in the journey through this chamber are yours to learn and yours alone. I cannot teach you any more than I already have. But within yourself…you’ll find a way. YOUR way. Now go on…I’ll tell the others you may be a little late to dinner.
(Before he can even almost finish that thought, the upper torso of a frazzled looking Alanah O’Connell-Russow and her head darts back and forth between the two of them wildly.)
Alanah O’Connell-Russow: OVER MY PUFFED UP WHALE LOOKIN SHAPED ASS! DINNERS READY, GET OUT HERE!!!
(Both Russow men look at each other and decide with a mouth puffing gesture and a nod towards one another. As they both follow Alanah.)
Levi Russow: Alright so AFTER dinner, you go on the vision quest.
(Fade on the still open, dimly lit cobblestone walkway.)
Russow Matters.
*Thanksgiving*
(The entire manor is bustling with children running amok and men getting yelled at to get out of the way by the stunning women who are doing a fantastic job preparing the meal, all except for the few side dishes they let the fellas help with. Slithered away tucking in to some old photo albums in his father’s study, we see Jack Russow smiling warmly as he sees photos of himself as a child being held and taking photographs with the likes of Eddie Lopez and his father, of being taught hand signs to throw up taught to him by Josiah Cena and Marcus Redd. There’s another of Steven Xavior “knocked out” with Jack’s little Chuck Taylor stepping on his chest for the three count as the entire locker room cheers him on.)
*Knock Knock*
(Jack looks up almost wiping a happy tear from his eye as he sees the chiseled but rugged looks of his father, the former Iceman, Levi Russow.)
Levi Russow: Thought I’d find you here.
Jack Russow: Dad! I was just…umm…
Levi Russow: I know what you’re doing.
(Levi walks over and pours himself a glass of whiskey as he sits in the chair opposite his son, crossing his legs and taking a sip.)
Levi Russow: Ahhhh…I don’t know if it gets much better than 12 year old Lagavulin.
Jack Russow: I uhh…I wouldn’t know.
Levi Russow: No I don’t suppose you would…what’cha lookin’ at there?
Jack Russow: Just the old days…when I was a baby. How strong and CLOSE the PWS locker room was with each other.
(Levi holds out his hand taking the picture of Jack playfully pinning Xavior.)
Levi Russow: Ahhhh Stevie X…y’know sometimes I wonder what happened to that guy? One of my best friends then POOF! He was gone and last I heard he was working in a KFC.
(Levi uncrosses his legs and runs his thumb across his glass as he leans forward.)
Levi Russow: That’s actually what I want to talk to you about…if you got a minute.
Jack Russow: Sure pops, what’s going on?
Levi Russow: This whole…Slaps and Jesse thing…I don’t want you to-
Jack Russow: Oh don’t you dare tell me to stay out of it after what they’ve done to everybody. What they’ve done to ME.
Levi Russow: …I was about to say…I don’t want you to back down on this one.
Jack Russow: …I…wh-what?
Levi Russow: You’ve been different since that attack, son. And I don’t mean physically. You’re flying off the handle, you’re neglecting your beautiful family, you stopped looking at all the great things ya got and started focusing JUST on the negative!
Jack Russow: I don’t mean to…
Levi Russow: Yeah? Well if you’re big star bound lemme tell ya… it’s a long, hard ride son.
Jack Russow: …I can’t care about being a “star” right now. I have to devote my focus completely on the task at hand..
Levi Russow: The task at hand is surviving today…then we’ll talk more strategy. So…”keep your hopes up high and your head down low”, eh?
Jack Russow; Did you just quote my entrance music to me?
Levi Russow; Seemed fitting for what I’m about to offer.
Jack Russow; …aaaaand what is that.
Levi Russow: We’ll get to it, first I have to say…because I don’t say it near enough…I fuckin’ LOVE you, kid. You get that, don’t you?
Jack Russow; I mean, yeah? I love you too, Pops. What’s going on…you sick or somethin’?
Levi Russow: Not sick…proud. I’m PROUD of the man you’ve become. I’m PROUD of the BEAUTIFUL family you’ve started. And I’m proud I raised a man that, despite my best efforts to keep him out of it, carries on the Russow name into the next generation with immense talent and pride. YOU, Jack Russow, are the future…
…IF…you want to be.
Jack Russow: …go on?
(Levi dumps a MASSIVE binder in Jack’s lap that audibly makes Jack “OOF” upon impact.)
Jack Russow: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?
Levi Russow: The Russow Family Playbook.
Jack Russow: …what’s insi-
Levi Russow; Shhhh…don’t ask it out loud. Don’t say ANY of it out loud. Just read it…and understand. Read it and figure out the formula to tackle any opponent of any height, weight, nationality, temperament, gimmick, ANYTHING you need to know…is in this book. But that’s not the main gift…follow me.
(Jack gets up holding the Pllaybook under his arm as Levi walks over to a black panther ornamental piece on the mantle of the fireplace and pushes it downward as we hear a click and the closest bookshelf swings open as Levi invites Jack through the door.)
Jack Russow: …you ever think maybe THIS is why people think you’re a little…”unbalanced”?
Levi Russow: Oh I’m sure of it but they said the same about Batman and HE had hidden passageways so who’s the REAL crazy one!?
(There’s a real awkward silence for a couple seconds until Levi sighs and says…)
Levi Russow: Understand you’re about to embark on a journey for your soul back, kid. Only one other has ever been invited into the Sanctum…and I’ve now lived to regret it.
Jack Russow: …Slaps.
Levi Russow: Indeed…and that’s why I’ve chosen to open it to YOU…because you’re the only one that can stop him.
Jack Russow: I don’t know, I think Mack’s probably got a pretty good handle on it.
Levi Russow: Oh Mack can best him physically and violently if he so wishes, but what I’m going to teach YOU to do…is save the man that’s left INSIDE of Slaps. AND…there’s a REALLY cool present for you that is REALLY tearing me apart to give to you because it’s meant the world to me but now…
(Levi walks in and pulls a piece of wood off the wall, clicks a lighter to life and presses it to the cloth at the end igniting an actual torch in the blue hued dimly lit cobblestone passageway. Levi turns to Jack and slowly hands it to him.)
Levi Russow: You always wondered when it’d be time for me to pass the torch…here ya go kid…you earned it.
Jack Russow: Gosh…thanks Dad! But what am I supposed to do with an oversized book and a burning stick?
Levi Russow: That I can’t tell you. This is where I leave you.
Jack Russow: Wait, WHAT?
Levi Russow: The lessons ahead in the journey through this chamber are yours to learn and yours alone. I cannot teach you any more than I already have. But within yourself…you’ll find a way. YOUR way. Now go on…I’ll tell the others you may be a little late to dinner.
(Before he can even almost finish that thought, the upper torso of a frazzled looking Alanah O’Connell-Russow and her head darts back and forth between the two of them wildly.)
Alanah O’Connell-Russow: OVER MY PUFFED UP WHALE LOOKIN SHAPED ASS! DINNERS READY, GET OUT HERE!!!
(Both Russow men look at each other and decide with a mouth puffing gesture and a nod towards one another. As they both follow Alanah.)
Levi Russow: Alright so AFTER dinner, you go on the vision quest.
(Fade on the still open, dimly lit cobblestone walkway.)