Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2011 13:56:56 GMT -6
Congratu-f*cking-lations.
You successfully managed to pull the wool over my eyes Ace, that little sneak attack was just the coup-de-grace of an altogether terrible evening. Seriously, that is perhaps the single worst night of my career and I’ve been in the ring with Tommy the Cat. And Todd Williams.
Now before you masturbate yourself into a coma Ace let me make one thing perfectly clear. It wasn’t the worse night of my career because I finally got pinned after months of dominance. It wasn’t because I had to share the same air space as the “infamous” Rob Diamond. It wasn’t even because I was stuck opening Trauma with a man who hates my guts. It was because of all the eventualities I saw coming, your cheap shot wasn’t even in the top ten.
It isn’t because I assumed you’re incapable of such actions, not at all, I am not that naïve. It is because I assumed that even you were capable of finishing your job first, yet clearly you needed to feed me to the Tag Team champions before you grew a pair of balls and blindsided me with your fetish implement of choice. Well congratulations Ace, you did the one thing better men have tried to do and you surprised me but in the spirit of punning your gimmick to the heavens you’ve gone and shown me your hand.
You see, you got the upper hand on Trauma Ace because I never saw your cheap shot coming, not in that fashion anyway but now… now I know you’re not going to play fair. I applaud you Ace, despite it being at my expense, I’ve said all along that this business is about doing whatever it takes to win and get ahead and Lord knows that I am hardly a saint when it comes to playing by the rules. The only problem is that now I know how low you’re willing to go Ace and God help you if you think I am going to pass up the opportunity to revels in my vices.
I can be very inventive when it comes to getting retribution, hell I even enjoy it. Nothing makes me happier than crushing some smug son of a bitch like you, I have absolutely no qualms with wiping that smile off of your face with a shovel, chair or whatever else comes to hand. You’ve started a game you think you can win Ace, but I am here to tell you that you’ve bitten off far more than you can chew. No matter who dirty your willing to play Ace, I can guarantee I will always be willing to go one step further.
Although there is one thing I am not willing to do, and that is whore myself out to the devil incarnate. I don’t know what your little deal with Leonard Fox is Ace, but I don’t like it. Now I am sure he promised you something, hell he already tried it with Diamond last week but whatever it is he may be willing to give to you, I swear it will not be worth it considering what I am going to put you through. Not that I am trying to dissuade you, after last week you’ve already sealed yourself a once in a lifetime deal to the biggest ass kicking imaginable, but you need to know what you’re getting yourself into.
Leonard may well have promised you the earth, but I am going to put you through hell. If you think you can just jump me and get away with it Ace you’re living in a dream world, you’ve well and truly got my attention. I haven’t stopped thinking about what happened on Trauma and I aren’t afraid to admit that for the first time in a long time, I am quite genuinely pissed off. You’ve ignited a part of me I have kept dormant since I signed here and I have no intentions of putting that fire out. You’ve stirred the part of me that silences my conscience.
For years I put men through agony inside that ring as I scraped my way towards catching the eye of Fox and his cronies and I did it without much care for their well-being. The only difference between now and then is that I genuinely didn’t have a problem with the men whose bones I broke and whose blood I shed. You on the other hand….
You I do have a problem with.
I am willing to inflict pain upon you that I never dreamt of doing to other people. You irritated me when you took out Venom but you flat out infuriated me after you took me out on Trauma, this has transcended me defending a friends honour. Now it is far more personal.
The moment you struck me with that roulette rake you signed your own death warrant.
So enjoy the plaudits Ace, I know that there are guys in the back who’ve been dying to see me “get what I deserve” and I am sure Leonard is rewarding you handsomely. I just hope they are worth it. I can take been beaten in that ring, hell it is a rare occurrence these days, but where I draw the line is when you decide to take a cheap shot. You could have just left me there to get taken out by tweedle dum and tweedle dumber and perhaps I would have let it lie, but you just had to make the mistake of taking this further than required.
Fool me once Ace, shame on me. Fool me twice….
Eh, you’re mildly intelligent, I’ll let you figure it out.
Enjoy yourself whilst you can Ace, because it is the last time you will get to walk around backstage without a target on your back. You’ve got my attention now and trust me, I won’t be forgetting about you any time soon and that is a promise. Don’t get me wrong, my main aim is still to remove the cancer that continues to spread throughout this company but I am always partial to having a side project and making you regret the moment you ever thought jumping me was a good idea seems to be a perfectly enjoyable one…
Tick.
Tock.
Your time is coming Conway, mark my words.
A bright concentrated patch of light shines brightly as Hannah dabs Roberto’s forehead gently with a wet cloth, forcing the Italian to squint as his colleague examines another set of war wounds. Verona grimaces as she presses down on his swollen eyebrow, a trickle of blood paled by the water descends energetically down the side of his face before hurtling to the cold floor below. Pausing for a moment, Hannah looks puzzled as she caresses Roberto’s head softly with the towel, picking through his blood-sodden hair before producing a poker chip from the tangled mess.
Hannah Reed : Where the hell did this come from?
Verona looks up before sniggering to himself, shaking his head before exhaling sharply in pain.
Roberto Verona : I wondered how long it’d take for you to find that. It must have fallen out of my pocket.
Hannah Reed : Why the hell do you have a poker chip in your pocket?
Roberto Verona : I went gambling to research puns for when I inevitably cave Conway’s head in.
Hannah Reed : Mature as ever.
Hannah dabs the cloth on Verona’s face again, swiftly turning his smug smile to a further wince of pain.
Hannah Reed :So what are you going to do about the Ace?
Roberto Verona : I am going to repay the favour. If he wants to play dirty, then I’ll show him just how twisted I can be.
Hannah Reed : Fantastic, more wounds to clean up.
Roberto Verona : What do you want me to do? Tuck my tail between my legs and run away like some sort of Joe Everyman?
Hannah Reed : No, but perhaps you need to concentrate on why he took you out instead of letting the red mist overcome you.
Roberto Verona : What does that mean?
Hannah Reed : Well, Fox clearly had a part to play in this and he clearly knows how low Conway is willing to stoop and evidently their working relationship isn’t over. Leonard has an agenda now, taking out Ace won’t do a damn thing when he will just be replaced with somebody else who is willing to blindside you for a reward.
Roberto Verona : That is where you wrong.
Hannah Reed : How so?
Roberto Verona : Taking out Ace will make me feel much better.
Hannah sighs and shakes her head.
Hannah Reed : Men.
Roberto Verona : Oh get over yourself, I am not stupid Hannah I know just taking him out by itself isn’t going to change anything. But there isn’t a chance in hell that I am going to let that smug little bastard get away with what he did. I am not a complete utter coward like some of the spineless failures NCW employs.
Hannah Reed : Just be careful Roberto, now you’re on Leonard’s radar things are going to be a damn sight more murky than they were before. Fox won’t play fair, this is his company and he can do whatever it takes to shut you up.
Roberto Verona : Perhaps, but the tide is turning. He is going senile if he thinks I am really the only person with a problem with how he runs this company. Conspiracy jokes aside, it isn’t just me who realise that this company needs to change. He can continue to punish me from afar, but I am not alone.
Hannah Reed: If you say so, just be vigilant. You can’t rely on Ace being squeaky clean, he is up to something and if he is in Leonard’s pocket thenhe is a much bigger danger than the other guys you’ve faced.
Roberto Verona : I guess you could call him Leonard’s…. joker in the pack.
Roberto chuckles to himself as Hannah shakes her head.
Hannah Reed : Jesus, he must have really hit you hard on the head. Sit still…
Hannah continues to dab away at Roberto’s face as the pair are left to attend to Verona’s wounds.
Well then big guy, it looks like it is time for me to finish off the “Young Guns” hat trick this week. I must admit I did wonder how long it would be before Fox fed me to you Sense.
I have made no effort to try and deny that I respect you Lex, you were the only guy in our little gang who truly matched my standards. Jimmy was never and will never be close to me, no matter how many times he says it and as well as Jacobsen has done since his return he is still beneath me, you on the other hand….
You’re different aren’t you.
I watched what you did to Angel and I have to admit it made me glad that you were on my side at the time, but that is hardly the only time you’ve proven just how much of a monster you really are. Although the Ben & Jerry’s tainted it a little….
Listen I could waste both our time making humorous little remarks about how you paint your face like a retarded leper and are more suited to a padded room than a wrestling ring, but frankly I am not in the mood for jokes after the week I have had and to be honest as easy as it is to tell everybody how much of a joke Todd and Jimmy are it is far more difficult when it comes to you because you’re anything but a joke.
Some would perhaps say that you’re facing me at the perfect time after Ace kicked my ass, but they’d be wrong. Conway’s little shenanigans haven’t knocked me off my game, far from it, they’ve made me even more focused. Then again after Evans beat you last week maybe the same can be said of you, but we both know that’s a load of bollocks. I know that you’re pissed off at being knocked off of that Road to the Gold and with Angel back on the scene you’d be forgiven for having your mind elsewhere, but I know you’ll walk down to that ring and bring everything you usually do.
Well, except the leech who suckled off your ass for months to increase his title count.
I wouldn’t say look forward to facing you Lex, but I don’t fear you. I know plenty of the guys in the back look at you and they see an absolute machine who is capable of doing thing that other men wouldn’t dare to dream of, but that doesn’t phase me. Sure, you could really hurt me this week but then that is the danger I put my body on the line against every single week, it is hardly a novelty. Maybe you’re more capable of doing some damage in comparison to the charisma vacuums like Nathan Webb and Matt Jackson, but you do not scare me.
I walk out there every week and look for an even bigger challenge and this week, you fulfil that philosophy. You’ve shown week in, week out that you are one of the best and whether people like to admit it or not, for weeks I have done the same. You are a real test, not some mis-matched tag match against Infamous designed to sell intrigue and to get the new tag team champions “over”.
Let’s just hope that Angel and Conway keep their respective noses out of our match this week, because quite frankly the idea of that terminal failure costing me another match a second week running is what truly terrifies me.
On seconds thoughts, maybe I do hope that he shows his face…
Whatever happens Lex I will be turning up this Sunday to prove to the world that I can hang with the so called big boys, that I can beat the best of the best and that I can topple giants like you. Everything I have done in the past is irrelevant if I start to slip up now, in fact everything I have done will have been worthless. I know that the Road to the Gold is just around the corner and I cannot afford to walk into that show with two defeats on my form book, especially now Fox is deciding he should stack the odds up against me even further.
Not that you’re incapable of beating me Lex, far from it, it just doesn’t mean you will do. I have no intention of racking up a second defeat on the trot and whilst I am sure you’re not going to just lay down and let me pin you, I am determined to make sure you don’t beat me. I am the National Champion and whether I’m defending this belt or not I have a duty to myself and the title to shower myself in glory and prove why you have to be one of the best in this business to have the honour of holding this championship.
Hey, not that shiny gold belts impress you are anything Lex but I have to perform like a champion and that always gives me an edge over my opponent, along with my will to win.
I do not want to live another week like the last and respect or no respect Lex you just so happen to be the guy standing in my way. I will throw everything I need to at you to make sure I get the job done and if it takes a little bit more than usual then so be it. You’re one of the biggest challenges available in this godforsaken hellhole and I will relish the opportunity to go up against a man who was there when I really started to make waves in NCW.
On Sunday we are going to find out which Young Gun truly has gone on to greater things, which one is truly “the best”.
Viva La Révolution!
You successfully managed to pull the wool over my eyes Ace, that little sneak attack was just the coup-de-grace of an altogether terrible evening. Seriously, that is perhaps the single worst night of my career and I’ve been in the ring with Tommy the Cat. And Todd Williams.
Now before you masturbate yourself into a coma Ace let me make one thing perfectly clear. It wasn’t the worse night of my career because I finally got pinned after months of dominance. It wasn’t because I had to share the same air space as the “infamous” Rob Diamond. It wasn’t even because I was stuck opening Trauma with a man who hates my guts. It was because of all the eventualities I saw coming, your cheap shot wasn’t even in the top ten.
It isn’t because I assumed you’re incapable of such actions, not at all, I am not that naïve. It is because I assumed that even you were capable of finishing your job first, yet clearly you needed to feed me to the Tag Team champions before you grew a pair of balls and blindsided me with your fetish implement of choice. Well congratulations Ace, you did the one thing better men have tried to do and you surprised me but in the spirit of punning your gimmick to the heavens you’ve gone and shown me your hand.
You see, you got the upper hand on Trauma Ace because I never saw your cheap shot coming, not in that fashion anyway but now… now I know you’re not going to play fair. I applaud you Ace, despite it being at my expense, I’ve said all along that this business is about doing whatever it takes to win and get ahead and Lord knows that I am hardly a saint when it comes to playing by the rules. The only problem is that now I know how low you’re willing to go Ace and God help you if you think I am going to pass up the opportunity to revels in my vices.
I can be very inventive when it comes to getting retribution, hell I even enjoy it. Nothing makes me happier than crushing some smug son of a bitch like you, I have absolutely no qualms with wiping that smile off of your face with a shovel, chair or whatever else comes to hand. You’ve started a game you think you can win Ace, but I am here to tell you that you’ve bitten off far more than you can chew. No matter who dirty your willing to play Ace, I can guarantee I will always be willing to go one step further.
Although there is one thing I am not willing to do, and that is whore myself out to the devil incarnate. I don’t know what your little deal with Leonard Fox is Ace, but I don’t like it. Now I am sure he promised you something, hell he already tried it with Diamond last week but whatever it is he may be willing to give to you, I swear it will not be worth it considering what I am going to put you through. Not that I am trying to dissuade you, after last week you’ve already sealed yourself a once in a lifetime deal to the biggest ass kicking imaginable, but you need to know what you’re getting yourself into.
Leonard may well have promised you the earth, but I am going to put you through hell. If you think you can just jump me and get away with it Ace you’re living in a dream world, you’ve well and truly got my attention. I haven’t stopped thinking about what happened on Trauma and I aren’t afraid to admit that for the first time in a long time, I am quite genuinely pissed off. You’ve ignited a part of me I have kept dormant since I signed here and I have no intentions of putting that fire out. You’ve stirred the part of me that silences my conscience.
For years I put men through agony inside that ring as I scraped my way towards catching the eye of Fox and his cronies and I did it without much care for their well-being. The only difference between now and then is that I genuinely didn’t have a problem with the men whose bones I broke and whose blood I shed. You on the other hand….
You I do have a problem with.
I am willing to inflict pain upon you that I never dreamt of doing to other people. You irritated me when you took out Venom but you flat out infuriated me after you took me out on Trauma, this has transcended me defending a friends honour. Now it is far more personal.
The moment you struck me with that roulette rake you signed your own death warrant.
So enjoy the plaudits Ace, I know that there are guys in the back who’ve been dying to see me “get what I deserve” and I am sure Leonard is rewarding you handsomely. I just hope they are worth it. I can take been beaten in that ring, hell it is a rare occurrence these days, but where I draw the line is when you decide to take a cheap shot. You could have just left me there to get taken out by tweedle dum and tweedle dumber and perhaps I would have let it lie, but you just had to make the mistake of taking this further than required.
Fool me once Ace, shame on me. Fool me twice….
Eh, you’re mildly intelligent, I’ll let you figure it out.
Enjoy yourself whilst you can Ace, because it is the last time you will get to walk around backstage without a target on your back. You’ve got my attention now and trust me, I won’t be forgetting about you any time soon and that is a promise. Don’t get me wrong, my main aim is still to remove the cancer that continues to spread throughout this company but I am always partial to having a side project and making you regret the moment you ever thought jumping me was a good idea seems to be a perfectly enjoyable one…
Tick.
Tock.
Your time is coming Conway, mark my words.
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A bright concentrated patch of light shines brightly as Hannah dabs Roberto’s forehead gently with a wet cloth, forcing the Italian to squint as his colleague examines another set of war wounds. Verona grimaces as she presses down on his swollen eyebrow, a trickle of blood paled by the water descends energetically down the side of his face before hurtling to the cold floor below. Pausing for a moment, Hannah looks puzzled as she caresses Roberto’s head softly with the towel, picking through his blood-sodden hair before producing a poker chip from the tangled mess.
Hannah Reed : Where the hell did this come from?
Verona looks up before sniggering to himself, shaking his head before exhaling sharply in pain.
Roberto Verona : I wondered how long it’d take for you to find that. It must have fallen out of my pocket.
Hannah Reed : Why the hell do you have a poker chip in your pocket?
Roberto Verona : I went gambling to research puns for when I inevitably cave Conway’s head in.
Hannah Reed : Mature as ever.
Hannah dabs the cloth on Verona’s face again, swiftly turning his smug smile to a further wince of pain.
Hannah Reed :So what are you going to do about the Ace?
Roberto Verona : I am going to repay the favour. If he wants to play dirty, then I’ll show him just how twisted I can be.
Hannah Reed : Fantastic, more wounds to clean up.
Roberto Verona : What do you want me to do? Tuck my tail between my legs and run away like some sort of Joe Everyman?
Hannah Reed : No, but perhaps you need to concentrate on why he took you out instead of letting the red mist overcome you.
Roberto Verona : What does that mean?
Hannah Reed : Well, Fox clearly had a part to play in this and he clearly knows how low Conway is willing to stoop and evidently their working relationship isn’t over. Leonard has an agenda now, taking out Ace won’t do a damn thing when he will just be replaced with somebody else who is willing to blindside you for a reward.
Roberto Verona : That is where you wrong.
Hannah Reed : How so?
Roberto Verona : Taking out Ace will make me feel much better.
Hannah sighs and shakes her head.
Hannah Reed : Men.
Roberto Verona : Oh get over yourself, I am not stupid Hannah I know just taking him out by itself isn’t going to change anything. But there isn’t a chance in hell that I am going to let that smug little bastard get away with what he did. I am not a complete utter coward like some of the spineless failures NCW employs.
Hannah Reed : Just be careful Roberto, now you’re on Leonard’s radar things are going to be a damn sight more murky than they were before. Fox won’t play fair, this is his company and he can do whatever it takes to shut you up.
Roberto Verona : Perhaps, but the tide is turning. He is going senile if he thinks I am really the only person with a problem with how he runs this company. Conspiracy jokes aside, it isn’t just me who realise that this company needs to change. He can continue to punish me from afar, but I am not alone.
Hannah Reed: If you say so, just be vigilant. You can’t rely on Ace being squeaky clean, he is up to something and if he is in Leonard’s pocket thenhe is a much bigger danger than the other guys you’ve faced.
Roberto Verona : I guess you could call him Leonard’s…. joker in the pack.
Roberto chuckles to himself as Hannah shakes her head.
Hannah Reed : Jesus, he must have really hit you hard on the head. Sit still…
Hannah continues to dab away at Roberto’s face as the pair are left to attend to Verona’s wounds.
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Well then big guy, it looks like it is time for me to finish off the “Young Guns” hat trick this week. I must admit I did wonder how long it would be before Fox fed me to you Sense.
I have made no effort to try and deny that I respect you Lex, you were the only guy in our little gang who truly matched my standards. Jimmy was never and will never be close to me, no matter how many times he says it and as well as Jacobsen has done since his return he is still beneath me, you on the other hand….
You’re different aren’t you.
I watched what you did to Angel and I have to admit it made me glad that you were on my side at the time, but that is hardly the only time you’ve proven just how much of a monster you really are. Although the Ben & Jerry’s tainted it a little….
Listen I could waste both our time making humorous little remarks about how you paint your face like a retarded leper and are more suited to a padded room than a wrestling ring, but frankly I am not in the mood for jokes after the week I have had and to be honest as easy as it is to tell everybody how much of a joke Todd and Jimmy are it is far more difficult when it comes to you because you’re anything but a joke.
Some would perhaps say that you’re facing me at the perfect time after Ace kicked my ass, but they’d be wrong. Conway’s little shenanigans haven’t knocked me off my game, far from it, they’ve made me even more focused. Then again after Evans beat you last week maybe the same can be said of you, but we both know that’s a load of bollocks. I know that you’re pissed off at being knocked off of that Road to the Gold and with Angel back on the scene you’d be forgiven for having your mind elsewhere, but I know you’ll walk down to that ring and bring everything you usually do.
Well, except the leech who suckled off your ass for months to increase his title count.
I wouldn’t say look forward to facing you Lex, but I don’t fear you. I know plenty of the guys in the back look at you and they see an absolute machine who is capable of doing thing that other men wouldn’t dare to dream of, but that doesn’t phase me. Sure, you could really hurt me this week but then that is the danger I put my body on the line against every single week, it is hardly a novelty. Maybe you’re more capable of doing some damage in comparison to the charisma vacuums like Nathan Webb and Matt Jackson, but you do not scare me.
I walk out there every week and look for an even bigger challenge and this week, you fulfil that philosophy. You’ve shown week in, week out that you are one of the best and whether people like to admit it or not, for weeks I have done the same. You are a real test, not some mis-matched tag match against Infamous designed to sell intrigue and to get the new tag team champions “over”.
Let’s just hope that Angel and Conway keep their respective noses out of our match this week, because quite frankly the idea of that terminal failure costing me another match a second week running is what truly terrifies me.
On seconds thoughts, maybe I do hope that he shows his face…
Whatever happens Lex I will be turning up this Sunday to prove to the world that I can hang with the so called big boys, that I can beat the best of the best and that I can topple giants like you. Everything I have done in the past is irrelevant if I start to slip up now, in fact everything I have done will have been worthless. I know that the Road to the Gold is just around the corner and I cannot afford to walk into that show with two defeats on my form book, especially now Fox is deciding he should stack the odds up against me even further.
Not that you’re incapable of beating me Lex, far from it, it just doesn’t mean you will do. I have no intention of racking up a second defeat on the trot and whilst I am sure you’re not going to just lay down and let me pin you, I am determined to make sure you don’t beat me. I am the National Champion and whether I’m defending this belt or not I have a duty to myself and the title to shower myself in glory and prove why you have to be one of the best in this business to have the honour of holding this championship.
Hey, not that shiny gold belts impress you are anything Lex but I have to perform like a champion and that always gives me an edge over my opponent, along with my will to win.
I do not want to live another week like the last and respect or no respect Lex you just so happen to be the guy standing in my way. I will throw everything I need to at you to make sure I get the job done and if it takes a little bit more than usual then so be it. You’re one of the biggest challenges available in this godforsaken hellhole and I will relish the opportunity to go up against a man who was there when I really started to make waves in NCW.
On Sunday we are going to find out which Young Gun truly has gone on to greater things, which one is truly “the best”.
Viva La Révolution!