Post by hawkeye on Aug 9, 2021 0:21:54 GMT
Lights focus on a stage next to the entrance ramp. It’s set up almost like a carnival boardwalk.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQKuFDL-kos&list=PLY0l0mB2D_sLqpLdCYmtL8ojiqEGmwbGC&index=16
Shania Twain's "Ka-Ching" begins to blare over the PA of the arena as Tiffani Dubois steps out from the back. Wearing a black fur coat, gold high heels with diamond studs on the straps, and a black dress that cuts off mid thigh, climbs up onto the step, smirking to the booing crowd as she lifts a microphone to her lips. Nodding and motioning for them to cheer louder with her finger tips.
"Oh shut up, that is NO way to treat me...Tiffani Dubois, heir to the Dubois hotel empire!"
The crowd continues to boo..
“I’m trying to treat you to another contest… another Dubois Dare!”
The crowd boos harder.
“It would seem SOME of you just don’t understand, nobody is ENTITLED to anything. You are not ENTITLED to win, it takes skill i’m not going to just let someone come up here and win because they asked nicely. You have to EARN the prize.”
On the screen above the ring video of the first games Tiffani put on play. Video of her smacking the basketball out of the nurse’s hand against her own head causing her to lose. Next video of Tiffani kicking the legs out from under a college student in a beer drinking contest.
Tiffany smirks as the crowd boos the videos of her past games.
“So let’s get this started and see if tonight’s contestant is good enough to get PAID!”
The crowd half boos half cheers. Wanting to see someone finally get the better of Tiffany and her “games”” A thirty something woman, brunette wearing a black tank top covered by an open flannel shirt, jeans and boots enters. Nervously waving to the crowd. Tiffani smirks, putting her mic up to the contestant’s face.
“Alright let’s hear your story!”
The woman nods and starts to speak.
“My name is Denise, I’m from New Hampshire. I’m trying to start a business that builds homes for the less fortunate…”
“That is so sweet…. You have a LOT of work ahead of you, since so many people are less fortunate than me”
The crowd booing as Tiffani smirks. Denise looks very serious
“It’s a little more than that, we build in underdeveloped areas so the unhoused can have places to stay when they’re between work…”
“Well that’s very noble. AND it’s our understanding that when you’re not doing that you’re something of a Dart fanatic?”
“... that’s right. I’m in a dart league…”
“A league! How fancy! We have a ringer, folks!”
The crowd boos Tiffani’s taunt and begin to chant “De-Nise! De-Nise!”
“Well here’s the deal…”
Two mean bring out a large dart board and secure it to the stage.
“You have to land a bullseye Five times in a row. If you can make your mark, you’ll win THREE! THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS!”
The crowd going nuts in hopes that Denise can pull it off. Denise takes her stance and aims her dart….. She NAILS a bullseye on her first try. The crowd cheers then grows quiet with anticipation…. A SECOND Bullseye!
As Denise readies another shot Tiffani suddenly bumps Denise’s elbow… but Denise doesn’t release, instead turning and giving a smirk to the hotel heiress gaining ANOTHER pop from the crowd as Tiffani looks angered.
Denise throws the dart hitting a third bullseye. She holds her hand up showing “two more” and the crowd goes wild. She readies herself and watches Tiffani. Tiffany puts her hands up and steps back from the contestant. Denise throws the dart. FOUR!
Denise nods to the crowd. She readies the fifth and final shot. As she pulls the dart back, Tiffani slides up behind Denise, dropping to her knees and lifting her forearm up quickly between the woman’s legs. Denise releases the dart as her mouth forms an “o” the dart landing wildly against the side of the dartboard. Denise falls to her knees, her hands holding between her legs.
The crowd booing as Tiffani stands up.
“This is MY game! MY RULES! And you couldn’t pull it off! You have to think three steps ahead when you’re playing, Duh nose!”
The crowd booing loudly as the poor contestant kneels, holding herself in pain. Tiffani slips her high heels off, moving as though circling her prey then launches her right foot out with a super kick to the kneeling woman, sprawling her out on the ramp. The hotel heiress steps forward, planting her foot on the chest of the unconscious contestant.
“THIS is what a win looks like! Take a good look, it’s something none of YOU will ever get to experience!”
The crowd booing as the camera fades out.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQKuFDL-kos&list=PLY0l0mB2D_sLqpLdCYmtL8ojiqEGmwbGC&index=16
Shania Twain's "Ka-Ching" begins to blare over the PA of the arena as Tiffani Dubois steps out from the back. Wearing a black fur coat, gold high heels with diamond studs on the straps, and a black dress that cuts off mid thigh, climbs up onto the step, smirking to the booing crowd as she lifts a microphone to her lips. Nodding and motioning for them to cheer louder with her finger tips.
"Oh shut up, that is NO way to treat me...Tiffani Dubois, heir to the Dubois hotel empire!"
The crowd continues to boo..
“I’m trying to treat you to another contest… another Dubois Dare!”
The crowd boos harder.
“It would seem SOME of you just don’t understand, nobody is ENTITLED to anything. You are not ENTITLED to win, it takes skill i’m not going to just let someone come up here and win because they asked nicely. You have to EARN the prize.”
On the screen above the ring video of the first games Tiffani put on play. Video of her smacking the basketball out of the nurse’s hand against her own head causing her to lose. Next video of Tiffani kicking the legs out from under a college student in a beer drinking contest.
Tiffany smirks as the crowd boos the videos of her past games.
“So let’s get this started and see if tonight’s contestant is good enough to get PAID!”
The crowd half boos half cheers. Wanting to see someone finally get the better of Tiffany and her “games”” A thirty something woman, brunette wearing a black tank top covered by an open flannel shirt, jeans and boots enters. Nervously waving to the crowd. Tiffani smirks, putting her mic up to the contestant’s face.
“Alright let’s hear your story!”
The woman nods and starts to speak.
“My name is Denise, I’m from New Hampshire. I’m trying to start a business that builds homes for the less fortunate…”
“That is so sweet…. You have a LOT of work ahead of you, since so many people are less fortunate than me”
The crowd booing as Tiffani smirks. Denise looks very serious
“It’s a little more than that, we build in underdeveloped areas so the unhoused can have places to stay when they’re between work…”
“Well that’s very noble. AND it’s our understanding that when you’re not doing that you’re something of a Dart fanatic?”
“... that’s right. I’m in a dart league…”
“A league! How fancy! We have a ringer, folks!”
The crowd boos Tiffani’s taunt and begin to chant “De-Nise! De-Nise!”
“Well here’s the deal…”
Two mean bring out a large dart board and secure it to the stage.
“You have to land a bullseye Five times in a row. If you can make your mark, you’ll win THREE! THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS!”
The crowd going nuts in hopes that Denise can pull it off. Denise takes her stance and aims her dart….. She NAILS a bullseye on her first try. The crowd cheers then grows quiet with anticipation…. A SECOND Bullseye!
As Denise readies another shot Tiffani suddenly bumps Denise’s elbow… but Denise doesn’t release, instead turning and giving a smirk to the hotel heiress gaining ANOTHER pop from the crowd as Tiffani looks angered.
Denise throws the dart hitting a third bullseye. She holds her hand up showing “two more” and the crowd goes wild. She readies herself and watches Tiffani. Tiffany puts her hands up and steps back from the contestant. Denise throws the dart. FOUR!
Denise nods to the crowd. She readies the fifth and final shot. As she pulls the dart back, Tiffani slides up behind Denise, dropping to her knees and lifting her forearm up quickly between the woman’s legs. Denise releases the dart as her mouth forms an “o” the dart landing wildly against the side of the dartboard. Denise falls to her knees, her hands holding between her legs.
The crowd booing as Tiffani stands up.
“This is MY game! MY RULES! And you couldn’t pull it off! You have to think three steps ahead when you’re playing, Duh nose!”
The crowd booing loudly as the poor contestant kneels, holding herself in pain. Tiffani slips her high heels off, moving as though circling her prey then launches her right foot out with a super kick to the kneeling woman, sprawling her out on the ramp. The hotel heiress steps forward, planting her foot on the chest of the unconscious contestant.
“THIS is what a win looks like! Take a good look, it’s something none of YOU will ever get to experience!”
The crowd booing as the camera fades out.