Post by Falcon on Jan 29, 2011 13:59:21 GMT -6
Falcon: That's right, guess who has airtime!
(Falcon stood in a room. What were you expecting? Like he's going to do some big elaborate production to tell two morons how stupid they are. Next to him was a presentation stand, the top sheet was blank.)
Falcon: Wow.. guys.. just.. frickin wow.. I wonder if I can find transcripts of those promos and have them sent to you anonymously. So you'll read them and laugh and say how dumb this person is until you get to the end and find out it's yourself. But no matter.. let's see what the word of today is...
(He flips the page. It has one word, big and bold and underlined so you really can't miss it.)
Stupid[/b][/u]
Falcon: I think that speaks volumes about the two of you. I can't imagine what other kinds of innane nonsensical thoughts prattle about in your confused little skulls. But let's get one simple thing straight kids..
(Pause for emphasis)
Falcon: I don't give a damn if you guys remain butt buddies forever...
(Pause to let it sink in.)
Falcon: Do you really think I had this match made to break you guys up as a team? Really? How frickin naive.. amazingly so.. I mean, it looks like you guys are a half step from there anyway, I mean, seriously.. you lost one tag match and suddenly Venom is at Charlie's throat like it's the end of the world. Maybe he's just tired of hearing you always tell him what to do, and was speaking out about it in a deflective way.. But, whatever.. fact of the matter is you guys could be BFFs until the end of time and I still wouldn't care. I made this match simply because..
I can.
I have real power, Charlie. Angel made the Xtreme tag match because I told him too, sold it on being good TV to watch you two guys piss and moan about it. I thought you'd have pulled it out, but hey, it's just a bonus that you didn't. When Angel wouldn't make this match, I simply pulled out another card and used it. I mean, really.. if blackmailing someone means their in your pocket.. then.. well I think this says it.
(He turned the paper again.)
Stupid[/b][/u]
It beared repeating.
Falcon: Fact is, if you had the power to stop me, you would. But you don't, so you can't. And that scares you the most. What are you going to do? Angel can't move against me. Fox hates the two of you for taking his handouts and not coming through. The board of directors thinks you're all shallow pieces of crap, only here to give the good guys something to fight against. You have nothing, and nowhere to turn. You're two options are accept it, or quit. And you both know it. Just like you both should know what I planned to do in this match. I'm just a little hurt that you haven't figured it out by now.. I mean.. I couldn't have made it more obvious.. but then again.
(He flipped the paper again, pointing at it.)
Stupid[/b][/u]
I really, really, want this to sink in
Falcon: You can whine all day about my "interference", fact is I didn't do anything. Just like this week, you guys will always be looking over your shoulder, waiting for me to hit you. But I'm not stupid, I've already realized my suspension will get worse if I just attack the talent, so I planned to make you attack the hell out of each other. And you'll do it to. I get one wiff either of you aren't doing your job, I'll put you in matches to make sure you will. And if either one of you so much as lays a finger on me, yes, you will be fired. So, C'mon, test me if you think I'm playing..
(He shook his head.)
Falcon: But you won't.. you'll whine and complain like you always do.. you'll look for a way out and I'll have closed all the doors. Just like, I'm going to do this for Venom..
(He flipped the page again.)
612 Lycol Avenue
Boston, Massachusettes 02297
Falcon: Now I've done all the work for you.. just remember, that's my home.. threaten me there.. and I can cripple you.. choice is yours bucky... Well, now that I have thoroughly mocked and ridiculed you into crying into your pillows.. I'm going to go do less lame things like.. stand over there.. away from you stupid fools... so long.
(Fade.)
(Falcon stood in a room. What were you expecting? Like he's going to do some big elaborate production to tell two morons how stupid they are. Next to him was a presentation stand, the top sheet was blank.)
Falcon: Wow.. guys.. just.. frickin wow.. I wonder if I can find transcripts of those promos and have them sent to you anonymously. So you'll read them and laugh and say how dumb this person is until you get to the end and find out it's yourself. But no matter.. let's see what the word of today is...
(He flips the page. It has one word, big and bold and underlined so you really can't miss it.)
Stupid[/b][/u]
Falcon: I think that speaks volumes about the two of you. I can't imagine what other kinds of innane nonsensical thoughts prattle about in your confused little skulls. But let's get one simple thing straight kids..
(Pause for emphasis)
Falcon: I don't give a damn if you guys remain butt buddies forever...
(Pause to let it sink in.)
Falcon: Do you really think I had this match made to break you guys up as a team? Really? How frickin naive.. amazingly so.. I mean, it looks like you guys are a half step from there anyway, I mean, seriously.. you lost one tag match and suddenly Venom is at Charlie's throat like it's the end of the world. Maybe he's just tired of hearing you always tell him what to do, and was speaking out about it in a deflective way.. But, whatever.. fact of the matter is you guys could be BFFs until the end of time and I still wouldn't care. I made this match simply because..
I can.
I have real power, Charlie. Angel made the Xtreme tag match because I told him too, sold it on being good TV to watch you two guys piss and moan about it. I thought you'd have pulled it out, but hey, it's just a bonus that you didn't. When Angel wouldn't make this match, I simply pulled out another card and used it. I mean, really.. if blackmailing someone means their in your pocket.. then.. well I think this says it.
(He turned the paper again.)
Stupid[/b][/u]
It beared repeating.
Falcon: Fact is, if you had the power to stop me, you would. But you don't, so you can't. And that scares you the most. What are you going to do? Angel can't move against me. Fox hates the two of you for taking his handouts and not coming through. The board of directors thinks you're all shallow pieces of crap, only here to give the good guys something to fight against. You have nothing, and nowhere to turn. You're two options are accept it, or quit. And you both know it. Just like you both should know what I planned to do in this match. I'm just a little hurt that you haven't figured it out by now.. I mean.. I couldn't have made it more obvious.. but then again.
(He flipped the paper again, pointing at it.)
Stupid[/b][/u]
I really, really, want this to sink in
Falcon: You can whine all day about my "interference", fact is I didn't do anything. Just like this week, you guys will always be looking over your shoulder, waiting for me to hit you. But I'm not stupid, I've already realized my suspension will get worse if I just attack the talent, so I planned to make you attack the hell out of each other. And you'll do it to. I get one wiff either of you aren't doing your job, I'll put you in matches to make sure you will. And if either one of you so much as lays a finger on me, yes, you will be fired. So, C'mon, test me if you think I'm playing..
(He shook his head.)
Falcon: But you won't.. you'll whine and complain like you always do.. you'll look for a way out and I'll have closed all the doors. Just like, I'm going to do this for Venom..
(He flipped the page again.)
612 Lycol Avenue
Boston, Massachusettes 02297
Falcon: Now I've done all the work for you.. just remember, that's my home.. threaten me there.. and I can cripple you.. choice is yours bucky... Well, now that I have thoroughly mocked and ridiculed you into crying into your pillows.. I'm going to go do less lame things like.. stand over there.. away from you stupid fools... so long.
(Fade.)