AKA: BROKEN TIMELINES...

[justme]

Classified (from an undisclosed location):

Rough Video Footage from a security camera in an abandoned building:

Still footage from the inside of an old arena or warehouse, the occasional rat running through.  All of a sudden the whole screen flares up as an intense light appears and subsides.  There is now 5 people standing in the midst of the open floor...

There are 2 hulking, face painted Goliaths, complete with face paint.  One is a rather overweight giant with longer hair, the other a cigar chewing muscle man with a mohawk.  They flank immediately behind a hooded figure.  Directly beside the hooded person is a well-built female in a hood.  And with his back to the camera is a hulking bald man, who speaks first...

BALDIE:  See boss?  Told ya'!  Check yer Kronometer, I'm telling ya', Dis here's da place!!

HOTTIE:  (after consulting something in her hand).  It would appear he is correct, though it hardly looks as it should, dear...

MOHAWK:  (laughing as he looks around)  Damn boss, when ya said "humble beginnings" i figured, like, ya didn't have a new hover or somethin...  Didn't figure you meant like this kinda humble!  Hahaha...  (the laughter dies quickly as the hooded figure looks over his shoulder at him)...  I mean, it's great man, didn't mean it as an insult, not tryin to piss ya off or nothin...  Yeah, shuttin up now...

FATTY:  HA!!  you?  shuttin up??  this i gotta see...  I , on the other hand like it boss...  I think it's the perfect launch point for what you been talkin 'bout...

HOOD: ... are you all finished?  V, are you CERTAIN (he slowly annunciates the word) this is correct?  We cannot afford to make an error on this...  And if it is correct, what happened to the timeline?  This place should have been thriving right now...  Could HE have made a different career choice in our absence?  Did WE make a poor business choice in this line?

MOHAWK:  No way boss, you and V ain't never made a poor decision yet!  We need to find yer buddy and find out what the hell happened here...

HOTTIE:  Thank you for the obvious advice, Massacre, now shut it while i find the information he needs... (Mohawk puffs up and looks to be ready to say something, til FATTIE puts his hand on his shoulder and shakes his head)

HOOD:  Kindness, V... whilst he is a bit over exuberant in his arse kissing at times, Massacre and Brute have been our staunchest of allies and most reliable enforcers of all time...  literally (chuckle slightly at a joke he seems to enjoy)...  (His praise seems to elate BRUTE and MASSACRE)

BALDIE:  So, dis one's mine, yeah boss??  You need him here, within 2 weeks, or we lose the jump fer a long-ass time, yeah?

HOOD:  Yes Chris, please get him here within the week, we still need time to make him understand, or we will never be able to move forward with Operation: Time Gap...

BALDIE:  Gotcha boss, you know I ain't gonna letcha down...  Gimme 3 days, Gary and I will come back through that door, promise!

HOTTIE:  Thank you, Chris, this is why you are always our primary tracker, we will be here, waiting...

BALDIE:  Thanks V, back soon...  (he turns towards the camera and heads apparently for the exit, revealing the face of King Kong Bundy)

HOOD:  (After Bundy has disappeared from the camera)  Can he do it this time?  Does Chris understand how vital this one moment in time is?  Can we convince Gary this is the only course that saves the universal time line?  What if we fail?

HOTTIE:  Babe, you know if anyone can do it, it's Chris.  And Gary trusts you, you just need to shoot straight with him, he will come on board, then we launch as planned...

Massacre:  Boss, ya know V and I don't always see shit the same, but in this, she's solid...  Bundy ain't missed yet, V ain't been wrong on nunna the important shit...  And you, boss, you been the guiding light for all of us...  you know there is another 20 or better on board already, from everywhere, don't doubt now, we are on the verge of eternal greatness!!

Brute:  Yeah, boss, they're right...  you gonna take us to one of them eatin places you always talkin about? (Hood, Hottie and Massacre look at him...)  What??!!  I'm freakin hungry!   (the others shake their heads)

HOOD:  Yes, Brute, first we change, then i shall show you around my "humble beginnings", including some sustenance...  V, contact Kronos, let them know we are close, so close...

The HOOD seems to notice the camera at last and points a handheld device...  STATIC and fade to black

[TTX]

Looking forward to seeing how this goes.

[ShauntotheMaxx]

This is gonna be good. Can't wait to see what you do man.

[justme]

Grainy black and white footage caught from a small spy cam inside what looks to be an office or meeting room. We are looking over the shoulder of a bald head as King Kong Bundy (dressed in a sharp looking suit) walks in.

Baldy: Ah, yes, Mr. Pales…

Bundy: That’s Palles, Chris Palles.

Baldy: Oh, yes, yes, sorry, very busy day, my apologies. It says here you are looking for a rather substantial loan for a… (shuffles through papers) “Mneumonic Gaean Inversion Converter”? Sir, your credentials and financial situation will get you a long way with this bank and will extend a myriad of courtesies that few others could hope for, but I must be blunt… What the hell is this garbage? What is this money really for?!?

Bundy: Listen, Hart, I know ya don’t remember much and…

Baldy: Hart? I am sorry Mr. Palles, i believe you have me confused with someone else. As you can see from the name on the door, I am Gary Williams, Head Divisional Loan Manager for not only this branch, but this entire region. I have no idea what you are looking for here, but if we cannot drop this charade, I will deny your application out of hand and have you escorted from the building!

Bundy: Ok, OK, have it your way Har… um, Mr. Williams. The truth of it is, the entire Universal timeline is screwed up and we need that thing you said earlier to make our transportin’ portals stable enough to get folks through. In a different time, you and me is best of buddies in the pro-wrestlin’ game. And a buddy-a-yers, needs you to wake up and snap to. It’s my job to convince ya and bring ya home.

Mr. Williams (shaking his head the entire time Bundy is speaking): Mr. Palles, you are obviously a disturbed and eccentric man who is in need of some professional help. Let me make a call and we will get someone up here that is equipped to deal with your specific needs… (Reaches towards the phone)

Bundy (Stands up and reaches in his pockets): Ok, sorry Gary, ya won’t remember, but it still bugs me to do it to ya… (Pulls a pair of sunglasses out of his left pocket and what appears to be a cell phone from the right… puts the sunglasses on and holds the phone up like he is taking a picture… Baldy all of a sudden stands straight up and makes a gurgling noise.) Seems no one ever listens… Val didn’t… Greg didn’t… Krakan, Punisher… Ugh, this banking gig ain’t been kind to yer weight there, Mr. Williams. (throws Baldy over his shoulder and points the phone at the corner of the room, where a portal opens) Ok, Gary, lets get you back to where we all belong…

As he turns, the unmistakeable visage of Gary Hart is seen over his shoulder as they disappear… and a rather gruff voice is heard… “about damned time, brother, I already bagged 2 today… HAMMER DOWN!”

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[justme]

Handheld Footage from a small crowd in what looks to be a high school gymnasium:

Ring announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you for joining us back here again at Palm Springs High School!! It is now time for our main event of the evening... and a bit of bad news... Due to the ever increasing pressure to shut down the pro-wrestling venues, the Palm Springs Unified School District has voted to cancel our weekly rental agreement after tonight. Fortunately, The Bronson's have generously agreed once again to open their field to us and we will be continuing to run our shows in the Bronson's field as we used to, further information on parking, pick up points throughout the Palm Springs area and times and dates for the next couple shows are available in the concession area before you leave. We, the owners and operators of Pacific Coast Wrestling would like to profusely thank the Bronsons for helping us dodge yet one more bullet, and to thank the Palm Springs High School for taking the chance on us and the last 6 months of having a roof!! (Crowd laughs)... so without further ado, let us get to our main event!! Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 247 pounds, from Tampa, Florida, the challenger for the PCW World heavyweight championship... MAD DOG BUZZ SAWYER!!!! And YOUR World Heavyweight Champion, weighing in at 260 pounds from Saint Louis... "HANDSOME" HARLEY RACE!!!!

The 2 combatants wrestle back and forth for about 10 minutes in what is a pretty average looking pro-wrestling match... until the 10 minute and 37 second mark of the match itself. All of a sudden the screen flares in sudden brightness and you can hear the panicked reaction of the crowd. Brute and Massacre grab Sawyer, who despite his best efforts really has NO chance of breaking their grip, while a man (?) with a head that looks like the rolling hills of New Jersey, flanked by 2 masked men, all point guns at the crowd to keep them subdued and at bay. King Kong Bundy and Blonde man who keeps his face down and under a baseball cap, storm to the back. Bundy returns with what looks to be 2 bodies tossed over his shoulders and the blonde has a visibly distraught looking Tim Donst pushed in front of him heading to the ringside area. Bundy, Brute and Massacre take their quarries and head into the light, while Blondie smacks Race in the head with something in his hand and puts Donst on top. He then sets up a small camera looking device on the corner turnbuckle and exits through the light. As the crowd begins to rush everywhere, the "camera" can be heard letting out a high pitched squeal and a series of flashes go off as everyone stops moving and kind of mills around for a few seconds. The device looks to flare up in a moment and disappears. Everyone is suddenly screaming for or against Donst as he gets the pin over Harley Race and is handed the belt. Everyone seems to have either no memory or no reaction to everything else that just happened...

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[justme]

Footage from what looks to be an interview or interrogation room somewhere:

Official looking man #1: Sir, you DO understand why this is difficult for us... for ANYone to believe and act on, correct?

Official looking man #2: Mr. Woyan, you are asking us to look into the disappearance of 3 men, including a "brother" that there is NO RECORD OF EVER EXISTING!!!

OLM #1: Sir, as a professional wrestler, you are already suspect in your grasp on reality and your feasibility in society as a whole, this kind of publicity stunt only serves to reinforce the public sentiment towards your chosen *ahem* profession...

OLM #2: THERE WAS NO INCIDENT ANYTHING LIKE WHAT YOU HAVE DESCRIBED!!! (He reaches across the table for a startled Brett Wayne Sawyer, to be pulled back by his partner... a long scar is briefly visible in the camera angle)

OLM #1: I apologize for my partner's behavior, Mr. Woyan, his is a bit over zealous at times with his disdain for your chosen professions... (looks at his partner) but he WILL refrain from further outbursts or he will leave. Now, whilst the information you are giving us is at best outlandish and at worst a full on deceitful "work" of your industry, as a member of the FCI, we are MANDATED (looks again at his partner) to hear you out. So please continue...

Brett Wayne Sawyer: (Looking more and more uncomfortable) Um, I am sorry, did you say FCI?? What in the hell is that? When I came in to give my statement and file a missing person, i was asked to wait and speak to a couple of detectives... What in the hell is the FCI??

OLM #1: (quickly cutting off a sputtering and fuming OLM #2) Mr Woyan? I am sure I do not know what you mean. Perhaps you misunderstood? We are here with the EFF BEE EYE (enunciates each letter slowly), to discuss and look into any possible missing persons...

Sawyer: Umm, maybe I am still suffering from my last concussion, I think I should just go (stands to leave)

OLM #2: (pulling a long cylinder from his sports coat and pointing it at Sawyer) Oh, i do not believe that will be an option today... (turns to his partner) Sorry Morph, you know he can't leave here, these kind of loose ends put the whole program at too much risk. He will not allow anything outside the CPC to continue forward, and this kind of thing needs to be dealt with...

OLM #1: (Slamming his hands on the desk, causing both other men to jump) You will stand down NOW! this is NOT how we clean this up!! What they are doing has broken almost every time law there is and has directly defied his mandates on wresting in the entire universe, but we will NOT stoop to their levels, do I make myself clear?!?!

Brett is slowly inching towards the door only to find it locked and is now franticly trying to get it to open...

There is a blinding flash and the time stamp on the camera footage jumps ahead several minutes...

OLM #1: (Looking a bit confused) Ok, thank you, Mr... (checks his notes) Woyan, we will look into who has been messing with your (looks again at his notes) Mama Rose's garden...

OLM #2: (shaking his head) Um, and please, in the future, take a problem like this to the damned local police and don't waste the time and resources of...

OLM #1: (cutting him off) Thank you, Mr. Woyan, you have a great day...

Brett looks around groggily, mumbles a thank you and exits...

OLM #1: (removes what appears to be some sort of contact lenses) Good thing the boss sent us prepared for this... let's get these back for review and uplink... I have a feeling things are just starting to get interesting...

OLM #2: (removing his own contacts) Interesting my ass, these assholes are gong to upset the whole damned balance of they don't knock it off! Let's let Sam and the others know this is more serious than we thought...

OLM #1: Oh, and Thantos? If you ever... EVER pull a stunt like that again? Even your "favored status" won't save you from the outcome...

OLM #2: (laughs) Whatever, old man, lets just get this shit over and done with so i can get back to being the best in the universe and you can get back to being 2nd best...

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[justme]

Footage from what appears to be an abandoned back alley somewhere in a major metropolitan area...

A constant scan of the alley seems to be taking place while a voice in the background can be heard whispering.

VOICE: OK, this is where they said it would be happening. We will wait here all night if need be, because when Pelf and that damned Menace show up and this happens, I will have all the proof right here, and we will SEE who is crazy then!! I see hover lights coming down the alley, this might be it!! (Green lights appear about midway up the building and seem to lower to the ground level and as the glare of the lights subside, 2 figures are seen standing outside a strange looking vehicle of some sort.) Now who the hell is this? New players? Decoys? Ahhhhh, it just gets deeper and more convoluted at every step... (there is a soft crackle and buzz in the background) Boss, i have visual on 2 unknowns, still awaiting for the arrival of Pelf and the Menace... I have started the live feed to the holding disc in case things go haywire, copy... (several second pause)... OK, roger that, wish me luck and say a prayer... Atlas out...

the footage zooms in and we can see the bald head of the 2 people waiting by the vehicle as another set of lights appear almost directly above them and descends. (VOICE: I believe they are here, but they do not appear to be exiting the Hover at this point. The 2 unknowns are motioning towards their own hover... YES! I have visual confirmation that is the Dark Menace. No one else has emerged from the hover yet, but he is following the 2 new players to their... Oh shit...)

Footage tightens in even further, to show some odd-looking, capsulated machine of some sort... (VOICE: This is NOT good, not good at all... Boss, that's an upgraded fraggin' Transevol...) There is a loud screech and a blinding flash and then silence...

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[justme]

Classified (from an undisclosed location):

Rough Video Footage from a security camera in an empty building:

Still footage from the inside of a grand arena. It is set up for an upcoming wrestling event, the GWF sign hanging from the banners as well as the ring aprons. It is quiet... All of a sudden the whole screen flares up as an intense light appears and subsides.  There is now 12 people standing in the midst of the open floor...

There are 2 hulking, face painted Goliaths, one is a rather overweight giant with longer hair, the other a cigar chewing muscle man with a mohawk.  They flank immediately behind a hooded figure.  Directly beside the hooded person is a well-built female in a hood.   a hulking bald man, a mostly bald man wrapped in chains, a man with a head shaped like a bad EKG readout, a well built man who looks to be lost and seeking either his commune or his mountain, another female with shiny, overexagerated glasses, 2 smaller statured people in full cloaks and finally a well dressed bald man who speaks first...

Gary Hart: So, it would appear you are correct, my old friend... and our time is running down. However, thanks to my connections, we have the finances in this timeline to make it work. It is time for you to reveal yourself to others. This world needs to know the efforts ou and other great men and women have made to fix and correct so much!

The Hood: No Gary, who I am is not as important as who the others are and the fact that we are on the verge of correcting this catastrophic error. Let things here play as they will, we just needed to stop and make sure things are as they should be... you all know this seems to b e the pivotal time-space point. Now, with Kronos onboard and finding that the timelines have reconverted properly there, we will soon have just one last project... the finalization of Operation: Time Gap...

Brute: Ya still sure about that whole ting, boss?

Topographical Head: Krakan has explained this more times the he can count! There is no way the universal flow can ebb as it must without the launch! The continuum first began folding when there Kronos effect began traveling home with select fans.. and grew to epic proportions. Krakan has showed you how this disgusting little ball of dirt... (becomes aware the Hood has turned his gaze towards him) Erm, Krakan speaks to freely at times and should shut his mouth on his unpopular opinions as they have no bearing on the truth and reality of how pro wrestling will save the universe... but it must start here...

The Hood: Your opinions, Krakan, are yours and no one will take them from you... however, do not EVER speak lowly of my home...

Krakan: Krakan understands, though let the precious Hood not forget who brought this to his attention originally...

Glasses: Darlins, aint anything to be accomplished with beefin and arguin amongst ourselves. We have a short time left to make this work, darlin, so lets keep the testosterone in yer pants and get this rollin! You need to leave it to us ladies? Me and V got this if you boys need to go have a pissin contest somewhere.

Hottie/V: Mary, don't... You aren't the voice here that you were there. You are here because he said you were needed. I respect your accomplishments, but you disgust me as a person, do not ever put us together as some sort of "us".

General arguing amongst the members begins to take over the conversation...

The Hood: ENOUGH!!! This is your reality... we succeed and set right all in this universe, at which point the beauty of Kronos becomes a shining beacon to the races of the entire universe, where freely may people come and go, where wrestlers from all of time and space may meet in glorious combat... The restoration of the Galaxian Code and the spirit of competition... You all understand exactly how many wars, how many countless deaths, we will erase from the history of this universe? So if you are NOT on board, go! Now!! You will be able to compete against and with each other to your hearts content if we succeed. Both the flow of Kronos so that you will know and remember all you have done as well as the correction of my home planets wrestling, which is somehow what began the souring... So speak now if you stand with loyalties anywhere bot to me and this project!

A subdued crowd of followers quietly affirm their commitment and cease bickering.

The Hood: Alright then... allow us to get changed as I am sure Brute is starving (Brute smile broadly and claps anyone near him heavily on the back), and the rest of us could also use sustenance. After that, we officially confront the blight in Kronos... With his embracing of the Hero and Villain factions, our true enemy has showed himself... Solaris must be stopped!

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[justme]

THE CONFRONTATION BEGINS

SOLARIS: I know why you are here, and i understand your thoughts and fears, but you are wrong... it is the natural progression of how things are, nothing more or less... your accusations stand empty and unfounded... and i will hear no more...

THE HOOD: Yes, you shall... You have no idea what you have done to this galaxy, these SEVERAL galaxies, with your interference! I do not question that your motives may have once been pure, even altruistic, but no longer! You have not only seen the dividing lines, but encouraged them! The time for turning this blind eye is over! If you refuse to fix this, there are those of us that are willing to do what it takes to stop you!

SOLARIS: Stop me? (Solaris smiles broadly and his voice drops dangerously low) There is no stopping what has begun here, because so few want it stopped... and we certainly must listen to the masses, musn't we? You and your rag-tag group of followers will find that your welcome here will be diminishing if this foolishness continues forth...

THE HOOD: Actually, Old Man, according to your own bylaws and all rules and laws that govern intergalactic Time Travel, we will NOT be less welcome, in fact what most of us will be is more constant, and my rag-tag group? Has grown by numbers you can't begin to imagine... So here is my proposition to you... a one night challenge, my rag tag band against whomever you want to send our way...

SOLARIS: YOU?! Dare... To... Challenge... ME?! I have seen your like come and go through the course of millennia untold, i have built things you cannot begin to comprehend, seen the rise and fall of kingdoms, federations, corporations, alliances!! Your pitiful lifespan is measured in breaths to me!! Here is what you will do! You will leave my presence, you will cease this foolish "quest" you are on and you will stop making these ripples in the time flow... Or there will be a consequence you cannot begin to understand... be VERY careful in what you wish for, sometimes you may find it wasn't what you wanted after all... Now, leave...

A blinding flash and Solaris sits by himself again...

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[justme]

KRONOS: EMERGENCY PRESS CONFERENCE

Solaris: "As many of you are aware, there has recently been a few, very small, time incongruencies. It has been looked into by a full battery of the USFP's best minds and it has been unequivocally contended that there is no cause for concern or for..."

A disturbance from the back of the room distracts the press and Solaris. A hooded figure has gotten through security with the help of a number of masked personas.

THE HOOD: "Solaris! again and again, we confront your lies and deceptions. Again and again, you have failed to address the ever growing problem, nor have you accepted your part in it. The division of heroes and villains, good and evil, faces and heels... you may wrap it in whatever innocuous names you desire... but you have SEEN first hand the outcomes and repercussions of what you have not only allowed, but encouraged!! We now stand before you and demand that you address this, here in a public setting!! No more disguises and misdirections... What do you say of these "few, very small, time incongruencies"? Are you prepared to openly discuss some of the results of these, oh so insignificant things??"

Solaris (looking angry and flustered): You! Again! I do not know, nor do i care, how you and your rag-tag band of found your way here, or what you think to accomplish, but this is over... you have nothing that could possibly inspire me to...

Solaris chokes off his words as something seems to catch his attention and all eyes in the building follow his...

THE HOOD (holding a small wooden box): "Solaris... I am asking this one time and one time only... will you grant us our request? Will you grant us the reset that is required? Or shall the universe see your truth in action?"

Solaris: "So, it has come to this, has it? You would risk it all on an unproven and unsubstantiated rumor and theory? Why do we not do this instead? One night only... your champions against mine... the battle for Kronos and the control of it's doors? If you win, you get what you desire, the reset... If I win, you are banished, immediately, you and all your followers... to earth Epsilon... you will still get what you want, with no chance of escape or continuation in this time stream... What do you say?" (Solaris smiles a disturbingly confident smile that carries with it the implication of knowledge others could not hope to hold)

THE HOOD: "Sold... we will see you in the ring! (he places the small box back in the hands of one of his entourage, a well built hooded female) Come my friends, our work here is finished, let us return home for now..."

There is a blinding flash and the Hood and his followers have disappeared

Solaris: "That is all... this press conference is over... spread the word, this next card at Kronos has more riding on it than most people would like or understand... Goodbye..." (Solaris steps into a portal that suddenly appeared and is gone)

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