Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2011 21:49:55 GMT -6
The scene opens inside a lavish kitchen, decked in fine woods and topped with luxurious marble, inside Roberto’s house. The kitchen is meticulously tidy, utensils hung delicately from the wall whilst a rack wraps itself around numerous wine bottles. The sound of two people talking can be heard as the camera begins to pan from one end of the room to another before revealing Hannah and Roberto. Hannah is sat on a tall chair at one side of a long worktop whilst Roberto can be seen rushing to and fro, carrying pots and pans to a sink nearby before returning to a large bowl, which he begins to stir, mixing the contents within together.
Hannah : Wow, you can even cook. I am impressed.
Smiling, Roberto throws a nearby towel over his shoulder before patting his stomach.
Roberto Verona : I am a man with an insatiable appetite, the entire female gender was doomed when I learned to satisfy it on my own.
Roberto laughs, flashing a cheeky grin towards his friend as he begins to scoop large balls of ice cream out of a plastic container into two bowls.
Hannah : Well, as I am your guest Roberto I guess I can let you treat me just this once, but next time I will show you a thing or two in the kitchen.
Roberto Verona : Oh, American cuisine I can’t wait.
Hannah : Hey! What is that supposed to mean?
Roberto Verona : Forgive me for not getting too overexcited about the prospect of being taught how to use a deep fat fryer.
Hannah : I used to cook for you all the time you ungrateful sod!
Roberto Verona : Tipping the delivery guy and putting fries in the oven hardly qualifies as cooking, it barely qualifies as a good night in.
Hannah : Well, it is a good job I made up for it with my amazing company isn’t it then.
Hannah giggles, sticking her tongue out mockingly in Roberto’s direction as he shakes his head, moving around the kitchen, placing a series of used dishes and utensils into a nearby sink.
Roberto Verona : If you are quite finished blowing your own trumpet over there, why don’t you go make yourself comfortable whilst I finish up in here.
Hannah : Oh, I get it. Hiding the family recipe before I can steal it?
Roberto Verona : If I was trying to hide something from you Hannah it’d be the wine, not my cookbooks.
Hannah : Are you sure I can be trusted near your wine cabinet Roberto? I mean we wouldn’t want me making a scene would we?
Hannah pouts playfully at Roberto, picking herself up from her chair.
Roberto Verona : Now, now I thought I was treating you tonight? Go and relax, I will be with you in a minute.
Hannah : Ok, just don’t keep me waiting.
Smiling, Hannah turns and exits the kitchen, leaving Roberto alone as he shakes his head and rolls his eyes before adding the finishing touches to some nearby cannoli’s, filling the empty shells carefully one by one before placing them alongside the ice cream in the pre-prepared bowls. Throwing the towel onto the worktop, Roberto picks the two bowls up before making his way out of sight into the adjacent room as the scene begins to fade to black.
The scene opens backstage at Sovereign, nCw crew rushing back and forth to prepare for the next match as Roberto Verona, Venom and Trish Newborn make their way down a long corridor, Roberto clutching his ribs as he winces in pain before a wicked smile runs its way across his lips. The trio stop momentarily, Roberto’s companions turning towards him to check on his condition.
Venom : Are you ok Roberto?
Roberto Verona : I am more than ok V, I am overjoyed. I finally got that streak of bad luck of my conscience.
Venom begins to look around nervously, the paranoia from the incident with “Bad Luck Chuck” still fresh in the memory. Changing the subject at his stable mate’s expression, Roberto continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : More importantly, I finally got my opportunity to show the world that Todd’s little victory over me a few weeks ago was nothing but a total fluke all whilst proving why I really am the only reason that the X Championship is wrapped around that jackasses waist.
Suddenly Roberto begins to laugh, wincing again as the pain in his mid-drift shoots through his body as he clutches his ribs tightly.
Roberto Verona : It looks like Todd finally grew a backbone too, what a cheapshot. He really can fight dirty when he wants to….a man after my own heart.
Trish Newborn : Are you sure you’re ok Roberto? You just complimented Williams….
Roberto Verona : I pride myself on my honesty Trish, I have to hand it to the clown he took me by surprise. All that matters, however, is that when he goes to bed tonight, alone, the sound of 1-2-3 will be ringing in his ears. Oh, and I am sure that chair shot will be stinging even now.
Trish Newborn : What can I say? The guy had it coming. If he seriously thinks he is going to take out the Young Guns he better think again. Hell, he couldn’t even beat one of us why does he think he can beat all of us?
Roberto Verona : Let him brood over us, I will deal with him whenever he next decides to open that mouth of his. For now, let’s just focus on celebrating! Tonight has proved that just because the Young Guns has had a shake-up we haven’t fallen to the wayside. Isn’t that right V?
Venom doesn’t reply, instead he seems to be lost in his own thoughts.
Roberto Verona : V? Oh, come on you aren’t seriously worried about that crap your uncle came out with? Family curse? It is like a bad Scooby Doo episode. You and I both know that you’ll continue to prove why you’re the National Champion, some mythical curse isn’t going to drain your talent overnight.
Venom : Maybe. Look, how about we get out of here and celebrate in style. After all, we have another newcomer to welcome to the group.
Roberto Verona : Sounds good to me.
The trio begin to continue their way down the large corridor, walking off camera as the scene begins to fade to black.
The scene re-opns inside Roberto’s living room, a large space filled with a long row of shelves housing a variety of books, statues and trophies. Dotted around the edges of a set of chairs and a large sofa are numerous items ranging from a work desk to suits of European armour amongst other items which enhances the opulence of the property.. The camera begins to focus on the seating area where a fire burns, the large flat screen television on standby as the warm glows of the flames reflect across the screen. Roberto and Hannah are sitting opposite one another, the empty bowls placed on the table between them, with glasses of wine in both their hands.
Hannah : I have to admit, you have done well for yourself Roberto. I would never have thought I’d see you living in a place like this.
Roberto Verona : Did you think bounty hunting was a poorly paid job?
Hannah : To be honest, yeah. You hardly lived like a prince, I don’t think I ever saw where you lived.
Roberto Verona : I spent most of my time in motels to tell you the truth, I was on the road more often than I was in Chicago. That is the problem with people with bounties on their head, they tend to move around a lot.
Roberto laughs, leaning forward to grab a nearby bottle, refilling his empty glass as Hannah delicately sips her own.
Hannah : Where did all this money come from though? I mean, I know the psychiatrist owed you some but that doesn’t pay for all this.
Roberto Verona : Let’s just say, not everybody I brought in was paid for by the right authorities. People tend to pay more when they have a grudge to settle, I had a few wealthy clients who had a long list of people they wanted bringing to justice for a variety of reason.
Hannah : Didn’t you ever feel guilty about that?
Roberto Verona : No, you’d go crazy if you thought too much about who you were bringing in. It was never my job to worry about who was really guilty and who wasn’t; hell it was your job to make sure the right guys got sent down. In truth, I was happy thinking I was making a difference whilst I made enough money to retire off of and move back to Italy.
Hannah : Then there was the Greaves case….
Roberto begins to frown, an angry look forming all over his face as he reminisces, a dormant rage beginning to bubble up before he begins to shake his head, taking a sip of wine to calm himself.
Roberto Verona : It was the straw that broke the camel’s back Hannah, watching that scum walk away scot free just reminded me of all the other pond life I dragged through those doors who somehow managed to worm their way out of the multitude of debauchery they involved themselves in. It finally opened my eyes to the realities of the world. I realised that if nobody tried to change things around here then nothing would ever change.
Hannah smiles awkwardly, swiftly changing the subject, her own discomforts at the legal system still painfully raw.
Hannah : So, why did you start wrestling again? I mean, you just disappeared and it wasn’t until I heard you had joined nCw that I finally tracked you down again.
Roberto Verona : I just decided it was time to pursue my own dreams, instead of chasing after the people who ruined other peoples all the time. I remembered a bit of my old training, and bounty hunting for all those years taught me a thing or two.
Hannah : You mean like how hitting guys with objects tends to slow them down?
Hannah laughs playfully as Roberto’s more customary smile begins to reform.
Roberto Verona : You could say that I suppose, I always wondered how I got away with my, erm, unorthodox methods at capturing people.
Hannah : Unorthodox? You can say that again, hitting a guy with a trash can is certainly… inventive. Have you ever tried explaining to a judge why the defendant was brought in using two by four?
Roberto Verona : Well, I just decided that I could put all that to use and what better place than the wrestling ring? Better yet, it was a path to attaining glory for myself and spreading my message, my revolution, to a mass audience. I admit, swilling around the Indy circuits for the first few years was demoralising and some of the things that went on in their matches, well, I still bear the scars to this day. Luckily, nCw were on the lookout for fresh talent and I happened to find myself being offered a contract after a try-out.
Hannah : You don’t do things the easy way do you Roberto?
Roberto Verona : Nothing worth having is earned easily Hannah, I know how hard it will be to take this company by storm and really make my mark here. No matter what I think of the rest of the guys back there as people, they have a lot of fight in them. Luckily, I fully intend to beat it out of them. Let’s not talk about work though, I want to hear about how you broke it off with Brad, seriously that guy was an utter dickhead.
Shaking her head in embarrassment Hannah throws her hair back, running her fingers through her long blonde hair.
Hannah : Oh god…where do I begin?
As Hannah begins to reveal the gory details of her love life the camera begins to pull backwards before the scene begins to fade to black, leaving the pair alone to their conversation.
Welcome one and all to another entry to the Blogolution, I know you have all been frothing at the mouth to hear all about my victory over Todd “The DayDreamer” Williams at Sovereign this weekend. Well, just like I said I would, I walked down to that ring and kicked Todd’s head in, proving to the world that no matter how hard he tries to act intimidating, Todd is nothing but a big old pussycat who is about as much of a threat to yours truly as a paper cut, and about as annoying as one too. Look, the fact of the matter is I made Todd Williams and I broke him, if he really wants to come after the Young Guns he can join the back of a queue of people who no doubt will come out over the next few months and run their mouths off and try and take us down one by one, but the reality is that they will fail. So let him come and give it his best shot, he really won’t be a problem. For the time being, I will let him get back to being oblivious to his wife’s infidelity, I am sure he will continue to disappoint her further by being the first to get his hands on Awesome’s abs.
Well, after my inevitable victory at Sovereign I have to say, I am certainly feeling much better. It isn’t much fun walking back up that ramp knowing that you hadn’t performed to the best of your abilities and you let the old guard just stamp on you because you weren’t concentrating enough. Let it be known that I have learned my lesson and I took my newfound knowledge into that match with Williams and I got the job done. No doubt you will all be crying about the fact that Trish and Venom came down and interfered in the conclusion of the match, but hey it is time to learn that life is harsh, the good guy doesn’t always win. Not that I really understand what you all see in Williams in the first place, but I digress. I did what I set out to do, and that was to shut Todd Williams up. Hopefully now that gormless embarrassment can get on with his “life”, but I am sure it isn’t the last time our paths will cross. Enjoy the belt while you can Todd, remember I will come to collect it when I am good and ready, keep it warm for me.
As for the rest of the show? Well, Trish regained her belt from the walking advert for Chlamydia and managed to come out of the ring without contracting anything, so a big well done to her. I always knew she could do it; I would hardly align myself with a bunch of failures would I? The simple fact is that it was never in doubt, the only question was just how upset was Roxxxie going to be when she got back to her dressing room and realised that she lost her friend and her belt all in one night? Then of course, Venom continued his fine run of form which, no matter what some washed up old man may try and claim, will continue this week against Adam Knite and Trent Helms, who apparently had a few things to say about me. Let me take a bit of your advice for this week Trent, I will let Venom and Andrew do the talking for me when they beat your movie cliché all over Arkansas. No doubt our paths will cross one day…
Anyway, enough about the past let’s look towards the future! First up it would seem that I must overcome Spike Kane. Or is it Spyke Kane? Man, I thought Todd was a loser but this guy somehow managed to lose his own name? Jesus, that is pretty hard to top Spike. Anyway, no doubt you’re delighted that you can finally spell your name correctly again, but I am afraid that this will not be the first victory for the re-claimed “Spike” Kane. I am sure plenty of people are expecting you to take out all that pent of frustration of having to say bye bye to your brother after Gardner kicked his ass out on me, and you’re welcome to try. However, things are different now Spikey, I aren’t the guy who was just jobbing out to everybody anymore, I am the man who has reversed his fortunes and made a new nCw champion and learnt a few valuable lessons. I don’t intend to just go back to being disappointed week in week out so I am afraid that whatever plans you may have this weekend will be ruined when I drive your face into my kneecap.
It is ok though Spike, I mean you are hardly the first guy I will have beaten, hell look at what it did for Demetrious’ career! He is in an Honor Title Match this weekend! So don’t worry, it isn’t all doom and gloom, I am sure you will go on to enjoy a good career occupying the space beneath me when I eventually get to where I want, nay deserve, to be. I must say, it is a shame that this match is just a boring old “pinfall” match, I was impressed by your, heh, inventive use of everyday appliances at getting your point across. You’re ability to real dig deep and fight dirty impressed me Spike, but don’t go getting to overconfident, I still have every confidence in my ability to put you away at Trauma. My revolution was revitalised at Sovereign and you will just be another victim of The Terror I am going to bring to nCw. Sure, I am sure they will be a few more bumps along the road but rest assured I will succeed, perhaps you are lucky to be facing me whilst it is in its infancy?
So, no matter what you call yourself these days, Spike, just be careful about being too overconfident, I am the fastest rising star in the nCw today. People may call me cocky, arrogant or whatever lovely terminology they like to use, that I won’t repeat, children read this after all, but it doesn’t change the fact that in the end every single thing I have said will come true. In the end I will be just like your brother, a hall of famer who will have done it all, the only difference is Spike that I won’t be forced into retirement like Brad. I will be bringing everything I have learnt over the past few weeks with me down to that ring and I will continue to prove that I am the future and guys like you, and Brad, are the past. Hey, who knows, maybe now you can get out from behind your brother’s shadow Spike? Just learn to pay attention to your personal documents this time, identity theft really shouldn’t end in so much bloodshed.
That is all for this time folks, I know, I know now you will have to go back to your depressing existences, but hey life isn’t fair.
Ciao.
RV
Hannah : Wow, you can even cook. I am impressed.
Smiling, Roberto throws a nearby towel over his shoulder before patting his stomach.
Roberto Verona : I am a man with an insatiable appetite, the entire female gender was doomed when I learned to satisfy it on my own.
Roberto laughs, flashing a cheeky grin towards his friend as he begins to scoop large balls of ice cream out of a plastic container into two bowls.
Hannah : Well, as I am your guest Roberto I guess I can let you treat me just this once, but next time I will show you a thing or two in the kitchen.
Roberto Verona : Oh, American cuisine I can’t wait.
Hannah : Hey! What is that supposed to mean?
Roberto Verona : Forgive me for not getting too overexcited about the prospect of being taught how to use a deep fat fryer.
Hannah : I used to cook for you all the time you ungrateful sod!
Roberto Verona : Tipping the delivery guy and putting fries in the oven hardly qualifies as cooking, it barely qualifies as a good night in.
Hannah : Well, it is a good job I made up for it with my amazing company isn’t it then.
Hannah giggles, sticking her tongue out mockingly in Roberto’s direction as he shakes his head, moving around the kitchen, placing a series of used dishes and utensils into a nearby sink.
Roberto Verona : If you are quite finished blowing your own trumpet over there, why don’t you go make yourself comfortable whilst I finish up in here.
Hannah : Oh, I get it. Hiding the family recipe before I can steal it?
Roberto Verona : If I was trying to hide something from you Hannah it’d be the wine, not my cookbooks.
Hannah : Are you sure I can be trusted near your wine cabinet Roberto? I mean we wouldn’t want me making a scene would we?
Hannah pouts playfully at Roberto, picking herself up from her chair.
Roberto Verona : Now, now I thought I was treating you tonight? Go and relax, I will be with you in a minute.
Hannah : Ok, just don’t keep me waiting.
Smiling, Hannah turns and exits the kitchen, leaving Roberto alone as he shakes his head and rolls his eyes before adding the finishing touches to some nearby cannoli’s, filling the empty shells carefully one by one before placing them alongside the ice cream in the pre-prepared bowls. Throwing the towel onto the worktop, Roberto picks the two bowls up before making his way out of sight into the adjacent room as the scene begins to fade to black.
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The scene opens backstage at Sovereign, nCw crew rushing back and forth to prepare for the next match as Roberto Verona, Venom and Trish Newborn make their way down a long corridor, Roberto clutching his ribs as he winces in pain before a wicked smile runs its way across his lips. The trio stop momentarily, Roberto’s companions turning towards him to check on his condition.
Venom : Are you ok Roberto?
Roberto Verona : I am more than ok V, I am overjoyed. I finally got that streak of bad luck of my conscience.
Venom begins to look around nervously, the paranoia from the incident with “Bad Luck Chuck” still fresh in the memory. Changing the subject at his stable mate’s expression, Roberto continues to speak.
Roberto Verona : More importantly, I finally got my opportunity to show the world that Todd’s little victory over me a few weeks ago was nothing but a total fluke all whilst proving why I really am the only reason that the X Championship is wrapped around that jackasses waist.
Suddenly Roberto begins to laugh, wincing again as the pain in his mid-drift shoots through his body as he clutches his ribs tightly.
Roberto Verona : It looks like Todd finally grew a backbone too, what a cheapshot. He really can fight dirty when he wants to….a man after my own heart.
Trish Newborn : Are you sure you’re ok Roberto? You just complimented Williams….
Roberto Verona : I pride myself on my honesty Trish, I have to hand it to the clown he took me by surprise. All that matters, however, is that when he goes to bed tonight, alone, the sound of 1-2-3 will be ringing in his ears. Oh, and I am sure that chair shot will be stinging even now.
Trish Newborn : What can I say? The guy had it coming. If he seriously thinks he is going to take out the Young Guns he better think again. Hell, he couldn’t even beat one of us why does he think he can beat all of us?
Roberto Verona : Let him brood over us, I will deal with him whenever he next decides to open that mouth of his. For now, let’s just focus on celebrating! Tonight has proved that just because the Young Guns has had a shake-up we haven’t fallen to the wayside. Isn’t that right V?
Venom doesn’t reply, instead he seems to be lost in his own thoughts.
Roberto Verona : V? Oh, come on you aren’t seriously worried about that crap your uncle came out with? Family curse? It is like a bad Scooby Doo episode. You and I both know that you’ll continue to prove why you’re the National Champion, some mythical curse isn’t going to drain your talent overnight.
Venom : Maybe. Look, how about we get out of here and celebrate in style. After all, we have another newcomer to welcome to the group.
Roberto Verona : Sounds good to me.
The trio begin to continue their way down the large corridor, walking off camera as the scene begins to fade to black.
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The scene re-opns inside Roberto’s living room, a large space filled with a long row of shelves housing a variety of books, statues and trophies. Dotted around the edges of a set of chairs and a large sofa are numerous items ranging from a work desk to suits of European armour amongst other items which enhances the opulence of the property.. The camera begins to focus on the seating area where a fire burns, the large flat screen television on standby as the warm glows of the flames reflect across the screen. Roberto and Hannah are sitting opposite one another, the empty bowls placed on the table between them, with glasses of wine in both their hands.
Hannah : I have to admit, you have done well for yourself Roberto. I would never have thought I’d see you living in a place like this.
Roberto Verona : Did you think bounty hunting was a poorly paid job?
Hannah : To be honest, yeah. You hardly lived like a prince, I don’t think I ever saw where you lived.
Roberto Verona : I spent most of my time in motels to tell you the truth, I was on the road more often than I was in Chicago. That is the problem with people with bounties on their head, they tend to move around a lot.
Roberto laughs, leaning forward to grab a nearby bottle, refilling his empty glass as Hannah delicately sips her own.
Hannah : Where did all this money come from though? I mean, I know the psychiatrist owed you some but that doesn’t pay for all this.
Roberto Verona : Let’s just say, not everybody I brought in was paid for by the right authorities. People tend to pay more when they have a grudge to settle, I had a few wealthy clients who had a long list of people they wanted bringing to justice for a variety of reason.
Hannah : Didn’t you ever feel guilty about that?
Roberto Verona : No, you’d go crazy if you thought too much about who you were bringing in. It was never my job to worry about who was really guilty and who wasn’t; hell it was your job to make sure the right guys got sent down. In truth, I was happy thinking I was making a difference whilst I made enough money to retire off of and move back to Italy.
Hannah : Then there was the Greaves case….
Roberto begins to frown, an angry look forming all over his face as he reminisces, a dormant rage beginning to bubble up before he begins to shake his head, taking a sip of wine to calm himself.
Roberto Verona : It was the straw that broke the camel’s back Hannah, watching that scum walk away scot free just reminded me of all the other pond life I dragged through those doors who somehow managed to worm their way out of the multitude of debauchery they involved themselves in. It finally opened my eyes to the realities of the world. I realised that if nobody tried to change things around here then nothing would ever change.
Hannah smiles awkwardly, swiftly changing the subject, her own discomforts at the legal system still painfully raw.
Hannah : So, why did you start wrestling again? I mean, you just disappeared and it wasn’t until I heard you had joined nCw that I finally tracked you down again.
Roberto Verona : I just decided it was time to pursue my own dreams, instead of chasing after the people who ruined other peoples all the time. I remembered a bit of my old training, and bounty hunting for all those years taught me a thing or two.
Hannah : You mean like how hitting guys with objects tends to slow them down?
Hannah laughs playfully as Roberto’s more customary smile begins to reform.
Roberto Verona : You could say that I suppose, I always wondered how I got away with my, erm, unorthodox methods at capturing people.
Hannah : Unorthodox? You can say that again, hitting a guy with a trash can is certainly… inventive. Have you ever tried explaining to a judge why the defendant was brought in using two by four?
Roberto Verona : Well, I just decided that I could put all that to use and what better place than the wrestling ring? Better yet, it was a path to attaining glory for myself and spreading my message, my revolution, to a mass audience. I admit, swilling around the Indy circuits for the first few years was demoralising and some of the things that went on in their matches, well, I still bear the scars to this day. Luckily, nCw were on the lookout for fresh talent and I happened to find myself being offered a contract after a try-out.
Hannah : You don’t do things the easy way do you Roberto?
Roberto Verona : Nothing worth having is earned easily Hannah, I know how hard it will be to take this company by storm and really make my mark here. No matter what I think of the rest of the guys back there as people, they have a lot of fight in them. Luckily, I fully intend to beat it out of them. Let’s not talk about work though, I want to hear about how you broke it off with Brad, seriously that guy was an utter dickhead.
Shaking her head in embarrassment Hannah throws her hair back, running her fingers through her long blonde hair.
Hannah : Oh god…where do I begin?
As Hannah begins to reveal the gory details of her love life the camera begins to pull backwards before the scene begins to fade to black, leaving the pair alone to their conversation.
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Welcome one and all to another entry to the Blogolution, I know you have all been frothing at the mouth to hear all about my victory over Todd “The DayDreamer” Williams at Sovereign this weekend. Well, just like I said I would, I walked down to that ring and kicked Todd’s head in, proving to the world that no matter how hard he tries to act intimidating, Todd is nothing but a big old pussycat who is about as much of a threat to yours truly as a paper cut, and about as annoying as one too. Look, the fact of the matter is I made Todd Williams and I broke him, if he really wants to come after the Young Guns he can join the back of a queue of people who no doubt will come out over the next few months and run their mouths off and try and take us down one by one, but the reality is that they will fail. So let him come and give it his best shot, he really won’t be a problem. For the time being, I will let him get back to being oblivious to his wife’s infidelity, I am sure he will continue to disappoint her further by being the first to get his hands on Awesome’s abs.
Well, after my inevitable victory at Sovereign I have to say, I am certainly feeling much better. It isn’t much fun walking back up that ramp knowing that you hadn’t performed to the best of your abilities and you let the old guard just stamp on you because you weren’t concentrating enough. Let it be known that I have learned my lesson and I took my newfound knowledge into that match with Williams and I got the job done. No doubt you will all be crying about the fact that Trish and Venom came down and interfered in the conclusion of the match, but hey it is time to learn that life is harsh, the good guy doesn’t always win. Not that I really understand what you all see in Williams in the first place, but I digress. I did what I set out to do, and that was to shut Todd Williams up. Hopefully now that gormless embarrassment can get on with his “life”, but I am sure it isn’t the last time our paths will cross. Enjoy the belt while you can Todd, remember I will come to collect it when I am good and ready, keep it warm for me.
As for the rest of the show? Well, Trish regained her belt from the walking advert for Chlamydia and managed to come out of the ring without contracting anything, so a big well done to her. I always knew she could do it; I would hardly align myself with a bunch of failures would I? The simple fact is that it was never in doubt, the only question was just how upset was Roxxxie going to be when she got back to her dressing room and realised that she lost her friend and her belt all in one night? Then of course, Venom continued his fine run of form which, no matter what some washed up old man may try and claim, will continue this week against Adam Knite and Trent Helms, who apparently had a few things to say about me. Let me take a bit of your advice for this week Trent, I will let Venom and Andrew do the talking for me when they beat your movie cliché all over Arkansas. No doubt our paths will cross one day…
Anyway, enough about the past let’s look towards the future! First up it would seem that I must overcome Spike Kane. Or is it Spyke Kane? Man, I thought Todd was a loser but this guy somehow managed to lose his own name? Jesus, that is pretty hard to top Spike. Anyway, no doubt you’re delighted that you can finally spell your name correctly again, but I am afraid that this will not be the first victory for the re-claimed “Spike” Kane. I am sure plenty of people are expecting you to take out all that pent of frustration of having to say bye bye to your brother after Gardner kicked his ass out on me, and you’re welcome to try. However, things are different now Spikey, I aren’t the guy who was just jobbing out to everybody anymore, I am the man who has reversed his fortunes and made a new nCw champion and learnt a few valuable lessons. I don’t intend to just go back to being disappointed week in week out so I am afraid that whatever plans you may have this weekend will be ruined when I drive your face into my kneecap.
It is ok though Spike, I mean you are hardly the first guy I will have beaten, hell look at what it did for Demetrious’ career! He is in an Honor Title Match this weekend! So don’t worry, it isn’t all doom and gloom, I am sure you will go on to enjoy a good career occupying the space beneath me when I eventually get to where I want, nay deserve, to be. I must say, it is a shame that this match is just a boring old “pinfall” match, I was impressed by your, heh, inventive use of everyday appliances at getting your point across. You’re ability to real dig deep and fight dirty impressed me Spike, but don’t go getting to overconfident, I still have every confidence in my ability to put you away at Trauma. My revolution was revitalised at Sovereign and you will just be another victim of The Terror I am going to bring to nCw. Sure, I am sure they will be a few more bumps along the road but rest assured I will succeed, perhaps you are lucky to be facing me whilst it is in its infancy?
So, no matter what you call yourself these days, Spike, just be careful about being too overconfident, I am the fastest rising star in the nCw today. People may call me cocky, arrogant or whatever lovely terminology they like to use, that I won’t repeat, children read this after all, but it doesn’t change the fact that in the end every single thing I have said will come true. In the end I will be just like your brother, a hall of famer who will have done it all, the only difference is Spike that I won’t be forced into retirement like Brad. I will be bringing everything I have learnt over the past few weeks with me down to that ring and I will continue to prove that I am the future and guys like you, and Brad, are the past. Hey, who knows, maybe now you can get out from behind your brother’s shadow Spike? Just learn to pay attention to your personal documents this time, identity theft really shouldn’t end in so much bloodshed.
That is all for this time folks, I know, I know now you will have to go back to your depressing existences, but hey life isn’t fair.
Ciao.
RV