Locked Up

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DAngelo

Locked Up

Post by DAngelo »

I am having computer issues so I had to write this from my iTouch! This time there will be no coloring or alignment or anything. Sorry! Hope you all enjoy!

*** Scene 1***



The scene starts with The Pope riding through the giant barbed wire gate of Riker's Island Prisonin his Escalade days after he was with AJ Styles. He pulls into a parking spot, and steps out of the vehicle, locking it. He plans on paying a visit to an old friend locked up in the pen. As he starts making his way towards the entrance into the facility, he notices the guard towers standing high above the prison. The officers stand watching him, heavily armed with black tinted Carbon Assault Rifles. The Pope is halfway through the parking lot, when suddenly he remembers.

D'Angelo Dinero: Shit!

He realizes that he's made a huge mistake. He places his right hand behind his back and feels under his britches and discovers he's still carrying his glock 9. Getting caught with this would be a felony charge.

D'Angelo Dinero: Damn... Shit..

The guards start watching him closely, and radio in that a random individual is standing in the lot. The Pope doesn't realize he's being watched. He turns back around and starts walking to his car. Opening the door, he pulls out the gun and looks at it for a second. Suddenly, he's startled.

Officers: DROP THE WEAPON PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND!

Two armed police officers point pistols towards him. He throws his gun into the passenger seat of the car, and turns slowly to face them with his hands up. As they yell, he shouts back

D'Angelo Dinero: Ay y'all bustas betta calm down real quick or imma knock ya lights out ya heard me?!

The officers rush him and attempt to take him down, one at the legs and the other at his torso. They all collide into the opened car door, and The Pope fights back. He pushes the above officer in the face forcing him away. The officer comes back at him and The Pope hits him with a fierce right straight sending him to the pavement before he falls over being taken down by the other officer. Several more officers swarm and jump on top of him, pinning him to the ground, all shouting at him. The scene fades out with The Pope on his stomach cuffed with an officer driving his knee into his back.

****Scene 2: Two Days Later****

A camera man follows behind EBWF Reporter Todd Grisham as they enter the New York City jail. They take a seat in front of an open booth, when The Pope approaches in an orange jumpsuit and sits down on the other side of the glass. Both of them pick up a phone beside them.

D'Angelo Dinero: Whassup Whassup whassuuuup!

He flashes a smile. Oddly enough he seems to be enjoying his jail time.

Todd Grisham: Umm... Hello Pope. How's it going?

The Pope chuckles.

D'Angelo Dinero: how's it going? Whatchu mean "how's it going"?! I'm in jail homie this ain't no fun place!

Todd Grisham: I see... Mind explaining to the EBWF universe your charges?

D'Angelo Dinero: My lawyer is tellin me I can't talk about my case, all I'mma say is I'm an innocent black man suffering from police brutality.

He shakes his head.

D'Angelo Dinero: My charges are Felony Posession of Contraband at a Prison, Felony Assault on a Police Officer, Disorderly Conduct, and Resisting Arrest. But I'm making bail today so it's all good, I'm Finna be at my Pay-Per-View match ya heard me?

Todd Grisham: speaking of the match, anything you'd like to say to the EBWF universe about it?

D'Angelo Dinero: of course. Bein locked up in dis hell hole givin me a lot of time to spit more heaters ya heard me? So imma drop a quick 16 for y'all

The pauses for a second and the camera is sat at the small space infront of Todd directly facing The Pope.

D'Angelo Dinero:

Let's start with Kofi Kingston, that stupid dirty African
He ain't gon last long once Dinero starts jabbin em
Can't forget those pinche putas Diego, Fernando
Do they really think they're gonna win? No me comprando.

And let me get a quick word out to the dude Dave Batista
This Sunday, will be, my day to beat ya
Why am I even hearin bout this sucka Tyla Breeze?
I swear he sounds scared man, he needs a lobotomy

Sami Zayn will be the main one, that I punish
Man lets face it dawg he ain't nothin but a punk bitch
I don't wanna hear a word about that sucka Kennedy
Imma serve em knuckle sandwich, brotha, home made recipe

Tell me why I'm fightin a dude who's name is R-Truth
When only half the things he say even are true?
I'm not even Finna say somethin about Seth Rollins
Just know that if you in this match, bruh you gettin demolished


Todd Grisham awkwardly stares at The Pope, not sure of a correct response.

Todd Grisham: That was - erm.. Nice Pope! Now, do you have any comments concerning your previous match against Sandow?

D'Angelo Dinero: Man fo'get dat sucka! That busta ain't even hurt me, he just a sly dog. Once I win this battle royal, imma come at that busta hard, real talk.

Todd Grisham: Ok Pope, anything else you'd like to say before we take off?

D'Angelo Dinero: When I get out if I hear any busta makin some soap jokes imma bust his ass, on my granny!

The guards then came and picked up The Pope by his arms. He seemed to be resisting slightly before standing up and tugging his arms free of the men walking on his own.

***Scene 3: Several Hours Later***

The Pope waits in a small cell with nothing but two benches along the white concrete walls. Six other men await with him before the steel door slides open and two officers stand facing the room.

Guard: D'Angelo Dinero?

The Pope stands up and slowly walks out of the room. The door closes behind him as he turns to the wall on his right and places his hands against it. The officers apply shackles to his ankles and place the cuffs on his wrists. He is escorted down the narrow, bland hallway into a large courtroom. The judge sits straight up and looks at him as he stands upon her.

Judge: Defendant D'Angelo Dinero ID 12655784, you've been charged with Felony Posession of Contraband at a Prison, Felony Assault on a Police Officer, Disorderly Conduct, and Resisting Arrest, do you have any comments on your case?

D'Angelo Dinero: No, your honor.

Judge: Okay then, for now you're free to go and you will be due back to court for the beginning of your trial Wednesday, July 16th, 2014. Do you acknowledge that if you fail to appear you will be charged with more charges and have a warrant out for your arrest and be denied bail?

D'Angelo Dinero: Yes your honor.


The judge slammed her gavel and The Pope is escorted back to jail and given his belongings back. He rushes out to catch his flight to the King of the Ring Pay-Per-View Sunday.

***End***