| Role-Play Title | Where is Dunn? |
| Role-Play No. | 010 |
| Record | 01-02-00 |
| Career Highlights | |
| Beaten | |
| Next Opponent | Alex Dunn |
| Title On The Line | None |
| Previous Titles Held | |
| Previous Opponent(s) | |
| Wrestler Stats | |
| Height | 6'0 |
| Weight | 230LBS |
| Hometown | Philadelphia Pennsylvania |
| Finisher Name | Van X Effect |
After the match has been made for Meltdown no one has seen or heard from Alex Dunn. His face has not been showed by cameras or been seen backstage. Therefore Chris Van X is set out and determined to find him. Seeking high and seeking low. Alex Dunn is not going to get away this easy.
Date: 6-15-05
Time:11:05 AM
~{ Cameras open at the XCW headquarters. It’s mid morning and the place is packed. Through the front door walk’s Chris Van X. He is dressed in a pair of Black Nikes, with some tear away white pants and a “Maddog Bigger than life itself” t-shirt. He has a pair of Oakley sunglasses on, he stands in the door and most people stop and look at him. He looks around for a moment then starts off towards the elevators. As he passes by the front desk the receptionist can be heard on the phone.}~
Receptionist: Tell Styles to get out here now. Chris Van X just came in.
~{Chris smirks as he walks by and step’s on the elevator. The camera angle switches inside as he is riding the camera along with another person who seems very scared of being stuck in there with Chris. Finally the door opens on the eight floor and Chris steps out. He turn’s to his left and walk’s down the hall. One of the overhead signs reads “Vice President of Operations ^ ” At the end of the hallway there is a desk and the young secretary seems very startled as she sees Chris approach. She reaches down and picks up her phone and dials a number quickly. As Chris gets closer you can hear her conversation.}~
Secretary: He’s up here, Where is Styles? Tell him to hurry!
~{As she slam’s the phone down and look’s up Chris is standing by her desk leaning on it. She manages to spit out a smile and look’s at him in sheer terror.}~
Secretary: Yeh….sss?
Chris: Where’s Bonez?
Secretary: Out,
Chris: I’m sure, Tell him I’m coming in.
~{Chris walk’s by the desk and towards the two big door’s leading into the office. The secretary stands to protest but she is too late. Chris swings both door’s open and stand’s and look’s around in the empty office.}~
Chris: Should have figured, lousy rat ain’t here.
~{Chris walks over to the desk and look’s around for a moment and fumble’s through some papers. He suddenly stop’s and look’s down and crack’s a big grin.}~
Chris: What is this idea’s for the next Meltdown? Titan and Shocker against Cyrus and Acid? Maddog against G-Man? Chris Van X against Double Lightning? Geez must be nice to have that kind of power to help your buddies out….. Too bad the lazy bum wont come into work and get this crap done on time.
~{Chris is reading over a few more pieces of paper when the two door’s swing open. In walk’s Joey Styles and two security guards. Chris look’s at him and Joey smiles real big.}~
Joey: Chris, my buddy. What’s going on?
Chris: Where’s Bonez?
Joey: Ummm,… I do believe he’s out for the day.
Chris: More like he’s been out for the last two week’s.
~{The comment made by Chris seems to startle Joey who is unsure of what to think at first. He then lets off a slight smirk as he adjust his glasses}~
Joey: Well is there something I can help you with?
Chris: No I’ll just go talk to Clarkson.
~{Chris goes storming out of the room before Joey Styles has a chance to reply. Chris flies out of the room so fast he almost knock’s over the secretary who is standing by the door trying to ease drop. Chris gets a few feet down the hall when Joey flies out and yells after him.}~
Joey: Jeremy is out for the day.
Chris: Do what? Do any of these sorry S.O.B.’s work around here at all? What’s his sorry excuse?
Joey: Doctors visit. He is going to get his leg seen about in order to be cleared for Tuesday.
Chris: Oh yea, heh, Little stab wound kind of hurts….. Well this just sucks.
Joey: What can I help you with though?
Chris: Dunn.
Joey: Excuse me?
Chris: Alex Dunn.
Joey: What about him?
Chris: Where is he?
Joey: Ummm I’m not sure
Chris: It seems no one is sure. I want to make sure the little punk is going to show up on Tuesday. Has he called? Has he left any messages? Has he stopped by? Has he talked to anyone? Tell me something!
Joey: Ummmmmm I’ll have Melinda check,
~{Joey turns back to the startled secretary who is close by and motions for her to go to the desk. She quickly moves over and begins to fumble through the message notes. She look’s up and shakes her head at Joey who turns back to Chris.}~
Joey: Nope nothing man.
Chris: Jesus Christ! When was the last time this man even had a camera with him?
~{Joey turns back to Melinda and she quickly reaches for the mouse on her computer and starts to click and search for stuff. Chris stands with his arm’s folded and waits as Joey smiles at him then turns to Melinda. After a moment of searching she pipes up.}~
Melinda: Ummmmm it was on the twentieth of May.
Chris: Good lord! Joey do you know that was almost a month ago? Where has this little pile of crap been? And are ya’ll still paying him?…… Yo hunny where was the camera ordered to go?
~{Melinda quickly look’s back down to her computer screen and makes a few clicks. While she is doing this Chris Van X walks up closer and is standing right beside Joey Styles who is also by her desk. As she look’s up to reply she seems startled by him being so close.}~
Melinda: It’s oh….my It was ordered to Viking Hall sir.
Chris: Good enough…
~{Chris look’s at Joey then pop’s his sunglasses back on. He takes off walking down the hall and Joey try’s to catch him. Chris steps onto the elevator as Joey is approaching and the camera fades out to black.}~
Date: 6-15-05
Time:7:05 PM
~{Cameras open at the backside of Viking Hall the sun is slowly setting and the parking lot has a few hundred cars in it. Chris walks up to the back door and a guard is standing there. The man is about six five and weighs well over three hundred pounds. He look’s at Chris and the two men bump fist.}~
Guard: What’s up Van X?
Chris: Not much bro,
Guard: You ain’t wrestling with these folk’s now are you?
Chris: Nah, I’m looking for someone.
Chris: Some punk name Alex Dunn.
Guard: I haven’t seen him. He was here a few week’s ago. But not for long.
Chris: Mind if I step in and sneak back to my locker room?
Guard: Yea, go ahead. But don’t let anyone know you’re here.
~{The guard opens the door and looks around. Chris then steps inside and down the hall. He sees a few production assistants who are busy looking at there boards and he walks by. He turns down the hallway towards his locker room when suddenly he hears someone from behind yell at him.}~
Voice: Whoa your late!
Chris: Huh?
Voice: Your late, Your match is scheduled to start in twenty minutes.
Chris: Whoa there is some kind of mix up. I’m not whoever you think I am.
Voice: Your not “The Beast” Mark East?
Chris: Nope, I don’t work for you just stopped by to find a few things.
~{Chris turns and keep’s on walking down the hall. He comes to the doorway of his locker room. He swings the door open and the musky smell hit’s the doorway. You see piles of empty beer bottles and liquor bottles all over the couch as well as cigarette butts. Chris goes over to his locker and opens it up. Laying on the top shelf you can see two championship belts. In the bottom leaning up against the side is two barb-wire Singapore canes. Chris grabs both of them and then shuts the door back.}~
Chris: Alex Dunn I’m going to find you…. I’m going to hurt you!
~{Chris turns and walk’s out of the room. He begins to walk back down the hallway towards the door he entered from. Suddenly a small figure steps out in front of him almost knocking him over. Chris seems startled at first but sees that this is a kid prepared to wrestle who couldn’t be much older than eighteen. The boy seems frighten by the two barb-wire canes. Chris sees this and pull‘s them down to his side.}~
Kid: I’mmm sowwy.
Chris: Who wait a minute it’s ok…… Are you about to fight tonight?
Kid: Yea, it’s my first match ever!
Chris: What’s your name?
Kid: Billy “The Giant”
Chris: Well Billy here’s a piece of advice, first loose the name…… Second take this here and when your opponent climb’s in the ring whack him in the head with it. I promise you’ll win if you do.
Billy: But what is it?
Chris: This is a man’s best friend….. It’s a barb-wire Singapore cane.
Billy: Well if you say so.
Chris: I do
Billy: Thanks.
~{Chris hands the kid one of the barb-wire canes. He seems very scared by it but takes it anyways. He clutches it in his right hand and then raises it up in the air. Chris smirks at him as he walk’s down the hall. The kid can be seen in the background as he swings in the air with the cane almost knocking himself over. The camera fades to black.}~
Date: 6-16-05
Time:9:05 AM
~{Cameras open up in Roanoke at Victory Stadium the site of the next Meltdown. It’s early in the morning and the parking lot area is empty. A Blue Dodge Dakota comes pulling into the parking lot. It pull’s all the way up to the front and park’s across two parking spots. The door swings open and Chris Van X steps out and look’s around. He then yell‘s at the top of his lung‘s.}~
Chris: DUNNNNNNNN!!!! Where are you?
~{As Chris yell’s a group of bird’s that was sitting on a power line nearby flies away. Chris has both hand’s on his hip’s and he look’s around. He has a snarl on his face and the anger is seen through his eye’s.}~
Chris: Alex Dunn the time is coming near! No one has seen or heard from you. But soon you will have to show your face….. Or never show it again. Tuesday Meltdown is drawing close. You have got the choice of showing up or not. For some reason I hope you do. I hope you walk down the aisle and climb in the ring. I’m looking forward to facing you. I’ve been all over looking for you. Your nowhere to be found. Maybe it’s best it stays that way. Because when it comes down to it Chris Van X will devour you in the center of the ring. I’ll eat you alive and spit out what’s left. Dunn I’m pumped and ready. Last two matches have been losses. You can trust that this wont be. You can count on the fact that I will be walking out the victor, You best be praying just to be able to walk away. Dunn it’s almost time, and when it gets here you can bet I will be waiting.,
~{Chris look’s at the building for a moment then spits on the ground. He turns and walk’s back to the truck and jump’s in. He cranks it up and turn’s the wheel hard to the left and floors it. The tire squeal as he tears out of the parking lot and the camera fades.}~
