Post by Curtis D. Kanyon on Mar 30, 2013 9:36:25 GMT -6
*We open on Curtis D. Kanyon walking down a hallway in his own mansion.*
Curtis: It pains me that NCW's doors are about to close. It sucks, it does. The fact that Game of Thrones is coming back this Sunday is my only solace at this time. How is the Church of Thor supposed to take over NCW in just a month and a half? It's preposterous! Maybe I get a little coliseum action and I get to face Verona? Maybe I st yelling at Ace to give me a shot and I just make a bee line for him? Maybe I just kick ass and wait for management to see I deserve a title shot. Well the all mighty one don't want me sitting on my thumbs and waiting. I take what I want. I yell and I charge and I fight. So that's what I do. And since last week, Phillip Burns took a trip down memory road, I thought, why not I?
*Curtis opens a door and we see a very large room with tons of Curt's own memorabilia. A few title belts in a case, the smashed Dirty Deal mobile in the back corner, a noose, a blond wig under glass, the set from his variety show, the "Burger King presents Knitely Bangs" door, a giant penny, and many more things. CDK walks through the room.*
Curtis: Now where is that stuff? Oh hey! Does this scare ya Burnsy?
*Curtis lifts a lid and places THE blond wig on his head.*
Curtis: I'm coming to ****ing destroy you! BANG!
*Curtis takes off the wig and laughs.*
Curtis: Could you imagine? Anyway... Oh there it is!
*Curtis lifts a box marked "World Title Reign mementos.*
Curtis: This is what I'm talking about. The little bio you made just so happened to skip this part, so let me remind you. We have..
*Curtis yanks out his sack.*
Curtis: Thanks to this little beauty, I carried around a contract for any title shot any time. And I cashed in on Phillip Montgomery Burns. But the officials wouldn't count it, even though I had the belt, and Phil kept his belt because I was too anxious. I beat me in that triple tier cage match when I sent myself over the edge. But I didn't go home, I persevered. I showed my toughness and while injured, I came back the next week and kicked more ass. Phil tried to write me off, but I did not let him.
*Curtis smirks and lifts out a pipe with some dried red on it.*
Curtis: The pipe I used to hurt Burns and put his good buddy Lance Ryan in a coma for over a year. That got Burns blood boiling and I got my rematch. Any means necessary. Anything it takes. A motto I've always lived by, and with time of the essence, any means will also include desperate means. Oh, what's this?
*Curtis pulls out a poster with Burns and Keanu Reeves on it.*
Curtis: I forgot about that. Well anyway, Burns, I beat ya before, I practically beat you again last week. I knocked you out, I knocked Steve out. And I knew Gib's ploy, I knew his old geezer trick, and still I fell for it and missed when I tried to knock him out. All he had to do after that was steal my win and pin Burnsy. It was an epic match, Thor was happy with the brutality, Thor loved the fighting. But I wanted that win so bad. So I can take that frustration out on you Burnsy. I can prove my point and show that I am leading the Church into a take over by bashing your face in. If I don't get handed what I'm owed, then I'm using the momentum from kicking your ass to go out and take it myself.
*Curtis puts down the box.*
Curtis: Because let's get serious here. The Church is on a roll after a lit a fire under my congregations asses. Burns, if you had ring rust, last week, I couldn't tell. Despite all the **** you get, you've always been one of the best damn athletes this company has ever seen. Your record proves it. Hel, your heart and determination proves it. And I want that out in the ring again this weekend. Not only do I want it, but Thor demands it. I don't want a cake walk. How do I make a point by bulldozing over someone, when I can make a way better point fighting and kicking and beating a man to his last breath before he does it to me. That's the kind of trouble I want and you are damn well going to give it to me! I'll see you out there Burnsy, and I demand your best, because the better you are, the better I'll look when I kick your ass. Because I am the worthy!
*Curtis leaves his room of memories as the scene fades.*
Curtis: It pains me that NCW's doors are about to close. It sucks, it does. The fact that Game of Thrones is coming back this Sunday is my only solace at this time. How is the Church of Thor supposed to take over NCW in just a month and a half? It's preposterous! Maybe I get a little coliseum action and I get to face Verona? Maybe I st yelling at Ace to give me a shot and I just make a bee line for him? Maybe I just kick ass and wait for management to see I deserve a title shot. Well the all mighty one don't want me sitting on my thumbs and waiting. I take what I want. I yell and I charge and I fight. So that's what I do. And since last week, Phillip Burns took a trip down memory road, I thought, why not I?
*Curtis opens a door and we see a very large room with tons of Curt's own memorabilia. A few title belts in a case, the smashed Dirty Deal mobile in the back corner, a noose, a blond wig under glass, the set from his variety show, the "Burger King presents Knitely Bangs" door, a giant penny, and many more things. CDK walks through the room.*
Curtis: Now where is that stuff? Oh hey! Does this scare ya Burnsy?
*Curtis lifts a lid and places THE blond wig on his head.*
Curtis: I'm coming to ****ing destroy you! BANG!
*Curtis takes off the wig and laughs.*
Curtis: Could you imagine? Anyway... Oh there it is!
*Curtis lifts a box marked "World Title Reign mementos.*
Curtis: This is what I'm talking about. The little bio you made just so happened to skip this part, so let me remind you. We have..
*Curtis yanks out his sack.*
Curtis: Thanks to this little beauty, I carried around a contract for any title shot any time. And I cashed in on Phillip Montgomery Burns. But the officials wouldn't count it, even though I had the belt, and Phil kept his belt because I was too anxious. I beat me in that triple tier cage match when I sent myself over the edge. But I didn't go home, I persevered. I showed my toughness and while injured, I came back the next week and kicked more ass. Phil tried to write me off, but I did not let him.
*Curtis smirks and lifts out a pipe with some dried red on it.*
Curtis: The pipe I used to hurt Burns and put his good buddy Lance Ryan in a coma for over a year. That got Burns blood boiling and I got my rematch. Any means necessary. Anything it takes. A motto I've always lived by, and with time of the essence, any means will also include desperate means. Oh, what's this?
*Curtis pulls out a poster with Burns and Keanu Reeves on it.*
Curtis: I forgot about that. Well anyway, Burns, I beat ya before, I practically beat you again last week. I knocked you out, I knocked Steve out. And I knew Gib's ploy, I knew his old geezer trick, and still I fell for it and missed when I tried to knock him out. All he had to do after that was steal my win and pin Burnsy. It was an epic match, Thor was happy with the brutality, Thor loved the fighting. But I wanted that win so bad. So I can take that frustration out on you Burnsy. I can prove my point and show that I am leading the Church into a take over by bashing your face in. If I don't get handed what I'm owed, then I'm using the momentum from kicking your ass to go out and take it myself.
*Curtis puts down the box.*
Curtis: Because let's get serious here. The Church is on a roll after a lit a fire under my congregations asses. Burns, if you had ring rust, last week, I couldn't tell. Despite all the **** you get, you've always been one of the best damn athletes this company has ever seen. Your record proves it. Hel, your heart and determination proves it. And I want that out in the ring again this weekend. Not only do I want it, but Thor demands it. I don't want a cake walk. How do I make a point by bulldozing over someone, when I can make a way better point fighting and kicking and beating a man to his last breath before he does it to me. That's the kind of trouble I want and you are damn well going to give it to me! I'll see you out there Burnsy, and I demand your best, because the better you are, the better I'll look when I kick your ass. Because I am the worthy!
*Curtis leaves his room of memories as the scene fades.*