Blackadore Caye Island Resort and Famous Friends
Sept 18, 2019 16:18:17 GMT -6
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Post by Dylan Thomas on Sept 18, 2019 16:18:17 GMT -6
Off the coast of Belize there is an island known as Blackadore Caye. This island is actually owned by famous actor – and good friend to the Thomas’s – Leonardo Di Caprio. It has been said that Di Caprio wants to turn the island into an eco-friendly resort that was due to open back in 2018 but unfortunately had to be pushed back because the resort was not ready. We open to the Thomas’s touching down in Belize and meeting Mr. Di Caprio off of the plane.
Di Caprio: Lissandra, darling.
Lissandra: Leo!
The two kiss cheeks and Dylan firmly shakes Di Caprio’s hand.
Dylan: Hey man.
Di Caprio: Dylan… my friend! I trust that you two had a good flight?
Lissandra looks back into the cockpit through the window of their private jet where George, their driver and pilot is fast asleep. She shakes her head and lightly elbows Dylan to get his attention.
Dylan: Hm. Thank God he didn’t do that whilst in the air! Actually, Lissie… is he dead?
Lissandra: I certainly hope not. You have a match to get to.
George is a man who is in his seventies – late seventies too – but the Thomas’s keep him around as their driver and pilot because well, he’s been as loyal as a puppy over the years. Lissandra’s father Alan was an across country businessman who racked up a lot of air miles over the years. He also hired George when Alan was a young man. Alan and George are certainly around the same age. When Alan retired and sold his company, the jet and therefore George came under the watch of Alan’s daughter, Lissandra. That’s how Alan wanted it. That’s how it was. Lissandra and Dylan walk with Leo Di Caprio to his limousine and climb in.
Di Caprio: So…. Dylan.
Di Caprio pours the couple some champagne and the three of them clink glasses smiling.
Di Caprio: Dylan, I don’t get much TV time as of late but I was watching some of that wrestling company that you’ve recently joined. The er… GCWA?
Dylan: Yup. That’s it.
Di Caprio: I was watching your interview whilst you were working out at the gym. That’s a bit rude of them isn’t it?
Dylan: Leo, pal. You know reporters as well as anyone in this car. You know those parasites turn up anywhere.
Di Caprio smiles and nods his head in a “touché” manner. Dylan chugs down some of his Champagne.
Dylan: But no… it was a good interview the other day. I feel like I came across very well.
Di Caprio: You’re challenging some guy called Duce, is that right? For his… let me get this right: North American title?
Lissandra sips some of her champagne and shakes her head.
Lissandra: Yes, his opponent is a man by the name of Duce Jones but…
Dylan: … But he doesn’t have the title. Not yet. And when I’m done with him at Inferno, it will be me holding that title and becoming GCWA’s first ever GCWA North American Champion. Not Duce Jones. You see Leo man, Duce… Duce is a… ‘special breed’ of wrestler. Of man. He believes that drug use will get you ahead in this business. I’ve seen him a few times on television with that ‘far out’ look in his eyes. I will admit that the man can wrestle but…. well. Lissie, how many times have you known me to use drugs?
Lissandra: Never babe. You are, and always have been the picture of health!
Dylan nods with a smug smile adorned over his handsome face.
Di Caprio: Well. Good luck, friend. Actually if there is still tickets available, I think I’ll be in attendance for the show. Where is it?
Lissandra: Lubbock Texas. The United Supermarkets Arena.
Di Caprio nods, making a note in his phone. He looks out of the window and smiles.
Di Caprio: Ah! We’re here.
Dylan: We’re where?
Di Caprio: Blackadore Caye.
Both Dylan and Lissandra stare at Di Caprio blankly. It’s Di Caprio’s turn for a smug face.
Di Caprio: My friends… this… is my island.
The limousine pulls over and stops. Di Caprio, Dylan and Lissandra all step out of the car to find palm trees and buildings everywhere but no people. Lissandra looks confused.
Lissandra: Leo….I’ve never heard of this place. It’s beautiful, but why are there no people?
Dylan: And what do you mean this is YOUR island?
Di Caprio smiles again and puts his arms around Dylan and Lissandra so that he is walking in the middle of them. They walk and talk together.
Di Caprio: Lissie, by next year you will know this place. I’m turning this into a holiday resort. I thought you might want to see it before we go public. I bought this island a few years ago with the intention of making an eco-friendly family holiday resort. There are people on the island, but they're over the other side of the island.
Leonardo Di Caprio then spends the next few hours showing the Thomas’s around the empty resort and telling them his plans as they continue to listen intently. The camera shows the Thomas’s and Di Caprio at various places around the resort as he shows them around. We fade in and out as Di Caprio explains about the plans that he has for the resort.
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Di Caprio: See, villas will go here…
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Di Caprio: A hotel and bar here…
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Finally, we rest on the Thomas’s standing outside the gates of the resort looking very impressed indeed. Di Caprio looks at his watch and sucks air through his teeth like he’s forgotten something.
Di Caprio: Ack, but look at that… I have kept you for far too long! Dylan, Lissandra, please… enjoy the island. I have a previous engagement I completely forgot about.
Di Caprio once again kisses Lissandra on the cheeks saying good bye and shakes Dylan’s hand. He then starts to walk away. After a few steps, he turns around pointing at them.
Di Caprio: Oh! And I’ll see you at my party tonight? 7:30?
Dylan: Absolutely!
Dylan and Lissandra wave and Di Caprio waves at them before turning around and walking away. The Thomas’s turn around and walk away in the opposite direction, soaking up the sun and enjoying the scenery.
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Duce Jones. We’re here in the Caribbean islands soaking up some sun before our match at Inferno. Whereas right now… I’m relaxing, trust me when I say that come Friday Night, Lubbock Texas, I’m going to be all business. You see, you may see me as an arrogant, selfish prick. Don’t worry – I can be.
But you see I didn’t get arrogant by slouching at everything I did. I don’t just call myself ‘Perfection, Personified’ for the hell of it. I work for what I’ve earned. And at Friday Night Inferno, when I beat you 1...2...3 in the middle of the ring and become the new North American Champion you are going to see why I am Perfection, Personified.
I may be a self righteous asshole. I fully admit that. But I will say this: I WANT you at your best on Friday because I WANT to beat you, handily, decisively. So that those little insignificant fans of the GCWA can look at me when I’m standing over you at the end of the night holding that gorgeous new championship aloft and they can say ‘Yeah, you know what? Dylan Thomas EARNED that victory’.
I am a man of my word my friend and when I say that I’m going to do something, I’m going to do it. I AM going to win on Friday Night. I am going to beat you handily and decisively and you know what? I am gonna look good doing it too. God, am I handsome… I’ll see you Friday, ‘Bathroom Break’.
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Dylan and Lissandra have been at the bar for the last few hours enjoying a few cocktails. Lissandra gets a ping on her phone. She checks her phone, to check her alerts and messages and as she does so, she notices the time. She gasps in horror.
Lissandra: Ahh! Baby! Baby!!!!! It’s 7:15!
Dylan who is more than a little bit wasted at this point looks at his wife through hazy eyes whilst sprawled out, head down to the side and one arm above.
Dylan: Huh?
Lissandra: Dylan, it’s 7:15! Leo’s party?!
Dylan whispers ‘Leo’s party’ to himself in confusion. His eyes widen as he realises what those two little words mean. Suddenly the Thomas’s are as sober as a naked monk (but thankfully not as NAKED as one) and they rush to gather their things. The ping, it turns out, is a message to Lissandra giving them directions to where the party is being held.
Lissandra: Baby we have fifteen minutes!
Dylan: You know where to go... right?
Lissandra: Luckily. How do I look?!
Dylan: Gorgeous. But you my Lissie… could never be ugly.
Lissandra blushes and smiles. They gather their things and rush off to find George standing before them with a car.
George: Sir… Miss… Mr. Di Caprio told me to pick you up. Forgive the insubordination ma’am, but get in! Don’t worry, this car is on loan from Mr. Di Caprio.
Lissandra kisses George on the cheek and the Thomas’s race to where Di Caprio is holding his party. Lissandra checks her watch just as they pull up – 7:29! Lissandra sighs, relieved. They pull up to find Leonardo Di Caprio waiting for them. They climb out and once again are warmly greeted by Leo Di Caprio.
Di Caprio: You guys made it! Come on, let me show you around. You know Heidi Klum is here?
Lissandra: Lovely. I need to catch up with her...
Di Caprio looks back at George who waits patiently in the car.
Di Caprio: George… I’ll make sure some food is brought out to you.
George waves as thanks and the three of them wave back. They then walk into the party where music is blaring and people are dancing and we fade out.
So it would seem as though Dylan is supremely confident about his match on Friday. And so he should be. He is, after all, Perfection Personified. What will happen at Inferno? We can’t wait to find out.
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Word Count: 17,17.
Di Caprio: Lissandra, darling.
Lissandra: Leo!
The two kiss cheeks and Dylan firmly shakes Di Caprio’s hand.
Dylan: Hey man.
Di Caprio: Dylan… my friend! I trust that you two had a good flight?
Lissandra looks back into the cockpit through the window of their private jet where George, their driver and pilot is fast asleep. She shakes her head and lightly elbows Dylan to get his attention.
Dylan: Hm. Thank God he didn’t do that whilst in the air! Actually, Lissie… is he dead?
Lissandra: I certainly hope not. You have a match to get to.
George is a man who is in his seventies – late seventies too – but the Thomas’s keep him around as their driver and pilot because well, he’s been as loyal as a puppy over the years. Lissandra’s father Alan was an across country businessman who racked up a lot of air miles over the years. He also hired George when Alan was a young man. Alan and George are certainly around the same age. When Alan retired and sold his company, the jet and therefore George came under the watch of Alan’s daughter, Lissandra. That’s how Alan wanted it. That’s how it was. Lissandra and Dylan walk with Leo Di Caprio to his limousine and climb in.
Di Caprio: So…. Dylan.
Di Caprio pours the couple some champagne and the three of them clink glasses smiling.
Di Caprio: Dylan, I don’t get much TV time as of late but I was watching some of that wrestling company that you’ve recently joined. The er… GCWA?
Dylan: Yup. That’s it.
Di Caprio: I was watching your interview whilst you were working out at the gym. That’s a bit rude of them isn’t it?
Dylan: Leo, pal. You know reporters as well as anyone in this car. You know those parasites turn up anywhere.
Di Caprio smiles and nods his head in a “touché” manner. Dylan chugs down some of his Champagne.
Dylan: But no… it was a good interview the other day. I feel like I came across very well.
Di Caprio: You’re challenging some guy called Duce, is that right? For his… let me get this right: North American title?
Lissandra sips some of her champagne and shakes her head.
Lissandra: Yes, his opponent is a man by the name of Duce Jones but…
Dylan: … But he doesn’t have the title. Not yet. And when I’m done with him at Inferno, it will be me holding that title and becoming GCWA’s first ever GCWA North American Champion. Not Duce Jones. You see Leo man, Duce… Duce is a… ‘special breed’ of wrestler. Of man. He believes that drug use will get you ahead in this business. I’ve seen him a few times on television with that ‘far out’ look in his eyes. I will admit that the man can wrestle but…. well. Lissie, how many times have you known me to use drugs?
Lissandra: Never babe. You are, and always have been the picture of health!
Dylan nods with a smug smile adorned over his handsome face.
Di Caprio: Well. Good luck, friend. Actually if there is still tickets available, I think I’ll be in attendance for the show. Where is it?
Lissandra: Lubbock Texas. The United Supermarkets Arena.
Di Caprio nods, making a note in his phone. He looks out of the window and smiles.
Di Caprio: Ah! We’re here.
Dylan: We’re where?
Di Caprio: Blackadore Caye.
Both Dylan and Lissandra stare at Di Caprio blankly. It’s Di Caprio’s turn for a smug face.
Di Caprio: My friends… this… is my island.
The limousine pulls over and stops. Di Caprio, Dylan and Lissandra all step out of the car to find palm trees and buildings everywhere but no people. Lissandra looks confused.
Lissandra: Leo….I’ve never heard of this place. It’s beautiful, but why are there no people?
Dylan: And what do you mean this is YOUR island?
Di Caprio smiles again and puts his arms around Dylan and Lissandra so that he is walking in the middle of them. They walk and talk together.
Di Caprio: Lissie, by next year you will know this place. I’m turning this into a holiday resort. I thought you might want to see it before we go public. I bought this island a few years ago with the intention of making an eco-friendly family holiday resort. There are people on the island, but they're over the other side of the island.
Leonardo Di Caprio then spends the next few hours showing the Thomas’s around the empty resort and telling them his plans as they continue to listen intently. The camera shows the Thomas’s and Di Caprio at various places around the resort as he shows them around. We fade in and out as Di Caprio explains about the plans that he has for the resort.
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Di Caprio: See, villas will go here…
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Di Caprio: A hotel and bar here…
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Finally, we rest on the Thomas’s standing outside the gates of the resort looking very impressed indeed. Di Caprio looks at his watch and sucks air through his teeth like he’s forgotten something.
Di Caprio: Ack, but look at that… I have kept you for far too long! Dylan, Lissandra, please… enjoy the island. I have a previous engagement I completely forgot about.
Di Caprio once again kisses Lissandra on the cheeks saying good bye and shakes Dylan’s hand. He then starts to walk away. After a few steps, he turns around pointing at them.
Di Caprio: Oh! And I’ll see you at my party tonight? 7:30?
Dylan: Absolutely!
Dylan and Lissandra wave and Di Caprio waves at them before turning around and walking away. The Thomas’s turn around and walk away in the opposite direction, soaking up the sun and enjoying the scenery.
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Duce Jones. We’re here in the Caribbean islands soaking up some sun before our match at Inferno. Whereas right now… I’m relaxing, trust me when I say that come Friday Night, Lubbock Texas, I’m going to be all business. You see, you may see me as an arrogant, selfish prick. Don’t worry – I can be.
But you see I didn’t get arrogant by slouching at everything I did. I don’t just call myself ‘Perfection, Personified’ for the hell of it. I work for what I’ve earned. And at Friday Night Inferno, when I beat you 1...2...3 in the middle of the ring and become the new North American Champion you are going to see why I am Perfection, Personified.
I may be a self righteous asshole. I fully admit that. But I will say this: I WANT you at your best on Friday because I WANT to beat you, handily, decisively. So that those little insignificant fans of the GCWA can look at me when I’m standing over you at the end of the night holding that gorgeous new championship aloft and they can say ‘Yeah, you know what? Dylan Thomas EARNED that victory’.
I am a man of my word my friend and when I say that I’m going to do something, I’m going to do it. I AM going to win on Friday Night. I am going to beat you handily and decisively and you know what? I am gonna look good doing it too. God, am I handsome… I’ll see you Friday, ‘Bathroom Break’.
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Dylan and Lissandra have been at the bar for the last few hours enjoying a few cocktails. Lissandra gets a ping on her phone. She checks her phone, to check her alerts and messages and as she does so, she notices the time. She gasps in horror.
Lissandra: Ahh! Baby! Baby!!!!! It’s 7:15!
Dylan who is more than a little bit wasted at this point looks at his wife through hazy eyes whilst sprawled out, head down to the side and one arm above.
Dylan: Huh?
Lissandra: Dylan, it’s 7:15! Leo’s party?!
Dylan whispers ‘Leo’s party’ to himself in confusion. His eyes widen as he realises what those two little words mean. Suddenly the Thomas’s are as sober as a naked monk (but thankfully not as NAKED as one) and they rush to gather their things. The ping, it turns out, is a message to Lissandra giving them directions to where the party is being held.
Lissandra: Baby we have fifteen minutes!
Dylan: You know where to go... right?
Lissandra: Luckily. How do I look?!
Dylan: Gorgeous. But you my Lissie… could never be ugly.
Lissandra blushes and smiles. They gather their things and rush off to find George standing before them with a car.
George: Sir… Miss… Mr. Di Caprio told me to pick you up. Forgive the insubordination ma’am, but get in! Don’t worry, this car is on loan from Mr. Di Caprio.
Lissandra kisses George on the cheek and the Thomas’s race to where Di Caprio is holding his party. Lissandra checks her watch just as they pull up – 7:29! Lissandra sighs, relieved. They pull up to find Leonardo Di Caprio waiting for them. They climb out and once again are warmly greeted by Leo Di Caprio.
Di Caprio: You guys made it! Come on, let me show you around. You know Heidi Klum is here?
Lissandra: Lovely. I need to catch up with her...
Di Caprio looks back at George who waits patiently in the car.
Di Caprio: George… I’ll make sure some food is brought out to you.
George waves as thanks and the three of them wave back. They then walk into the party where music is blaring and people are dancing and we fade out.
So it would seem as though Dylan is supremely confident about his match on Friday. And so he should be. He is, after all, Perfection Personified. What will happen at Inferno? We can’t wait to find out.
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Word Count: 17,17.
