Post by Severe Payne on Mar 12, 2010 23:33:22 GMT -6
*The scene opens up to Chad Lights standing outside under what appears to be a pavillion at some hotel. Behind him is stands glass doors and walls, reflecting the bright images of cars, trees, and passers-by. Chad has just a pair of jeans on and a striped blue and white polo shirt. It appears to be a bright, warm, and sunny day. People walk in and out of the hotel with luggage and racks of miscellaneous bags as Chad speaks into the camera.
"Man I don't know about this. After last weekend, I'm not so sure about interviewing Severe Payne any more. I mean, he storms in, two hours late. Then scares the ever living **** outta me by going off the deep end because he didn't "study his opponent good enough". This guy's obviously aware now of the way NCW works...........Ya know, I know he seems all level headed and together, but I heard through the grapevine that he's been suspended twice and had at least two titles stripped for losing it like he did the other night. I don't know, I guess he went off on wrestlers by applying the Payne Killer and like not ever letting up.....and attacking staff.....wait a minute...."
*Chad clears his throat and adjusts his posture and then extends his arm straight out, pointing to a black escalade pulling in from the highway. The bright sunshine reflects off of the polished black paint as it then rolls under the pavillion, looking as if it were now a black hole. Complete tinted windows and all black rims draw the attention of guests inside the lobby and outside around the parking lot. The people know that "someone" is here. The rear passenger side door opens and out steps Severe Payne. Wearing stone washed blue jeans, black T-shirt, cowboy boots, aviator sunglasses, and a panama jack straw folded cowboy hat, he stretches his arms and bends side to side, exhibiting evidence of a long ride in the back of the SUV. The driver opens the back and pulls out wheeled luggage and extends the handle before handing it to Payne. Immediately four different people walk toward him and start frantically looking for any scrap of paper or pen. The passenger side door opens on the Escalade and a very large bald black man steps out wearing black slacks and a black polo shirt labeled "Security" in white, front and back. He walks over to Payne, who is appeasing his fans by signing little remnants of paper and wrestling magazines; chatter going back and forth about the match tonight and more people gathering around voicing loudly their confidence in Payne's ability to "Whoop 'em". The large assumed body guard walks over to the growing crowd.......
"Alright now folks. Mr. Payne has to get to his room quickly so we can do what we gotta do and get to the arena." he said boldly yet politely.
*Payne signs a couple of more autographs before snatching the luggage handle and walking briskly toward the door where the camera meets him with Chad Lights. Payne removes his sunglasses and nods at Chad. The bodyguard motions for them to follow with a quick 'come on' arm wave. Payne stands in the middle with Chad on the left as the camera takes a view from the front, as the men walk toward it. Nervously, Chad puts the mic to his mouth and opens it. However, Payne is the first to speak......
" Chad, listen. Last weekend I had a huge realization as to what's going on, as to who I need to be, as to what I need to do to stay on top. One loss is nothing. Lord Dominicus has many more endeavors ahead of him that involve Severe Payne defeating him. He's a joke, a snake, and yes...he did win. But what's done is done..........and by the way Chad, I apologize for screaming at you and scaring you like I did. It's not often I react like that but I learned a lot about suprises last week...ok?"
Chad clears his throat and acts cool
" Oh hey, it wasn't a big deal. I mean, I wasn't like, that scared......*ahem........it's cool."
* Both Payne and the guard stare at Chad with a raised brow as they stop dead in the hallway..
"Ya well anyway, so Mr. Fox himself asked that I get this exclusive interview, believe it or not, because the fans want to know how and what you think about being in the main event in only your second match in NCW and facing three other superstars at once. You have to admit, this is one hell of an upgrade from last week."
*Payne starts to walk again and the others follow. The camera pans 180 degrees as they approach the elevator and get in. The sound of the doors shutting can be heard behind the camera before Payne starts speaking.
"You're right, it's a big match, but this sure as hell aint my first dog and pony show. I've heard and seen the things my opponents have been saying about me and each other.Payne smiles and chuckles for a second before going on"Ohhhhhh man...he he he....They say that I have the dumbest name, that I'm too old, that I'm past my prime. Ya know what though, Chad? It becomes painfully and abundantly obvious how simple these guys are, that they stereotype a man by his general statistics. It's quite interesting that they're convinced so easily. As a matter of fact, it's my advantage that they are that easily convinced. A smarter wrestler would watch before opening his mouth. But then again, no one accused any of these guys of being such, right?"
"Payne, can you give me a run down of your actual thoughts though? A size up, if you will, of each superstar."
*Payne rubs his chin for a moment while thinking, then speaks.
"I'm not sure if you're just trying to get me to talk trash or what, Chad. But I'll tell you this: Doc seems to have a good head on his shoulders, I'm not gonna lie. For being only 26 years old he has a patient demeanor which I've found out can get you very.....very far in this business. However, I really don't need advice about my anger management issues. You see, I know that I got out of hand last week. I know it! But I've been around long enough to know what's too much. Tonight, it's nothing personal. From what I hear, Doc may even be my kind of guy. But I have something to prove. I have a mark to make on MY road to success in nCw. Now, for Jason Evans.....I don't know too much about him. What I do know, however, is that my tolerance for him will be very limited tonight. I think it's time for these younger masters of the universe to learn how real wrestling works."
"Charlie Velez. A man that seems to have........it.......ALL. I think Charlie boy might be a little, just a little bit confused as to who he's facing tonight. At what point did having a few bucks and learning to body slam give you the right to be a superstar? Oh wait....I forgot the ability to be a kiniving prick doesn't hurt..Oh Charlie.....Charlie boy. I'm actually glad that you have such high and grand expectations of me. I think I'm finding it down right inspiring that nCw actually has quote/unquote superstars that don't know the basic rules of learning your opponents."
*The doors can be heard opening and the three men walk out of the elevator as the camera stays at Payne's side. He stands still and looks dead in the camera with Chad and the bodyguard in the background.
"Look....I learned a hard lesson last week. That lesson was: study. read, and learn your opponents...but never underestimate ANY of them. In the past week I've studied more about these three guys than the FBI, all while continuing to train harder than any young, wet-behind-the-ears rookie could imagine. Now, this isn't my first fatal four way. Hell, it isn't even my twentieth. I know that you don't have to be pinned to lose, which brings up the problem of a potential losing streak. But when I think of the way this match is constructed, and the strengths and weaknesses of each of them, it makes my chances much, much, much....better! Ya Charlie, I'm 41. You think I'm trying to accomplish something?! Do you actually think that I'm in some sort of adolescent identity crisis where I'm trying to do what you are? HAHAHAHAHA.
If you had the heart that I do, the perserverence, then you would make it to 41 to begin with. Second, you would see that there are new goals and standards you set for yourself...........*sigh"
*Payne pulls his hat off and hands it to the bodyguard off camera. After a long and drawn out sigh, he makes his last statement
"You see gentlemen, it's not that I'm trying to hold on to some warped sense of self that you think I've lost........I'm learning to attain status legend, and in doing so, I'll make every single one of you tap out tonight if need be.........See you in the ring. Oh and Charlie, hope you don't mind being the one pinned....unless I wanna make you tap."
FEED END
"Man I don't know about this. After last weekend, I'm not so sure about interviewing Severe Payne any more. I mean, he storms in, two hours late. Then scares the ever living **** outta me by going off the deep end because he didn't "study his opponent good enough". This guy's obviously aware now of the way NCW works...........Ya know, I know he seems all level headed and together, but I heard through the grapevine that he's been suspended twice and had at least two titles stripped for losing it like he did the other night. I don't know, I guess he went off on wrestlers by applying the Payne Killer and like not ever letting up.....and attacking staff.....wait a minute...."
*Chad clears his throat and adjusts his posture and then extends his arm straight out, pointing to a black escalade pulling in from the highway. The bright sunshine reflects off of the polished black paint as it then rolls under the pavillion, looking as if it were now a black hole. Complete tinted windows and all black rims draw the attention of guests inside the lobby and outside around the parking lot. The people know that "someone" is here. The rear passenger side door opens and out steps Severe Payne. Wearing stone washed blue jeans, black T-shirt, cowboy boots, aviator sunglasses, and a panama jack straw folded cowboy hat, he stretches his arms and bends side to side, exhibiting evidence of a long ride in the back of the SUV. The driver opens the back and pulls out wheeled luggage and extends the handle before handing it to Payne. Immediately four different people walk toward him and start frantically looking for any scrap of paper or pen. The passenger side door opens on the Escalade and a very large bald black man steps out wearing black slacks and a black polo shirt labeled "Security" in white, front and back. He walks over to Payne, who is appeasing his fans by signing little remnants of paper and wrestling magazines; chatter going back and forth about the match tonight and more people gathering around voicing loudly their confidence in Payne's ability to "Whoop 'em". The large assumed body guard walks over to the growing crowd.......
"Alright now folks. Mr. Payne has to get to his room quickly so we can do what we gotta do and get to the arena." he said boldly yet politely.
*Payne signs a couple of more autographs before snatching the luggage handle and walking briskly toward the door where the camera meets him with Chad Lights. Payne removes his sunglasses and nods at Chad. The bodyguard motions for them to follow with a quick 'come on' arm wave. Payne stands in the middle with Chad on the left as the camera takes a view from the front, as the men walk toward it. Nervously, Chad puts the mic to his mouth and opens it. However, Payne is the first to speak......
" Chad, listen. Last weekend I had a huge realization as to what's going on, as to who I need to be, as to what I need to do to stay on top. One loss is nothing. Lord Dominicus has many more endeavors ahead of him that involve Severe Payne defeating him. He's a joke, a snake, and yes...he did win. But what's done is done..........and by the way Chad, I apologize for screaming at you and scaring you like I did. It's not often I react like that but I learned a lot about suprises last week...ok?"
Chad clears his throat and acts cool
" Oh hey, it wasn't a big deal. I mean, I wasn't like, that scared......*ahem........it's cool."
* Both Payne and the guard stare at Chad with a raised brow as they stop dead in the hallway..
"Ya well anyway, so Mr. Fox himself asked that I get this exclusive interview, believe it or not, because the fans want to know how and what you think about being in the main event in only your second match in NCW and facing three other superstars at once. You have to admit, this is one hell of an upgrade from last week."
*Payne starts to walk again and the others follow. The camera pans 180 degrees as they approach the elevator and get in. The sound of the doors shutting can be heard behind the camera before Payne starts speaking.
"You're right, it's a big match, but this sure as hell aint my first dog and pony show. I've heard and seen the things my opponents have been saying about me and each other.Payne smiles and chuckles for a second before going on"Ohhhhhh man...he he he....They say that I have the dumbest name, that I'm too old, that I'm past my prime. Ya know what though, Chad? It becomes painfully and abundantly obvious how simple these guys are, that they stereotype a man by his general statistics. It's quite interesting that they're convinced so easily. As a matter of fact, it's my advantage that they are that easily convinced. A smarter wrestler would watch before opening his mouth. But then again, no one accused any of these guys of being such, right?"
"Payne, can you give me a run down of your actual thoughts though? A size up, if you will, of each superstar."
*Payne rubs his chin for a moment while thinking, then speaks.
"I'm not sure if you're just trying to get me to talk trash or what, Chad. But I'll tell you this: Doc seems to have a good head on his shoulders, I'm not gonna lie. For being only 26 years old he has a patient demeanor which I've found out can get you very.....very far in this business. However, I really don't need advice about my anger management issues. You see, I know that I got out of hand last week. I know it! But I've been around long enough to know what's too much. Tonight, it's nothing personal. From what I hear, Doc may even be my kind of guy. But I have something to prove. I have a mark to make on MY road to success in nCw. Now, for Jason Evans.....I don't know too much about him. What I do know, however, is that my tolerance for him will be very limited tonight. I think it's time for these younger masters of the universe to learn how real wrestling works."
"Charlie Velez. A man that seems to have........it.......ALL. I think Charlie boy might be a little, just a little bit confused as to who he's facing tonight. At what point did having a few bucks and learning to body slam give you the right to be a superstar? Oh wait....I forgot the ability to be a kiniving prick doesn't hurt..Oh Charlie.....Charlie boy. I'm actually glad that you have such high and grand expectations of me. I think I'm finding it down right inspiring that nCw actually has quote/unquote superstars that don't know the basic rules of learning your opponents."
*The doors can be heard opening and the three men walk out of the elevator as the camera stays at Payne's side. He stands still and looks dead in the camera with Chad and the bodyguard in the background.
"Look....I learned a hard lesson last week. That lesson was: study. read, and learn your opponents...but never underestimate ANY of them. In the past week I've studied more about these three guys than the FBI, all while continuing to train harder than any young, wet-behind-the-ears rookie could imagine. Now, this isn't my first fatal four way. Hell, it isn't even my twentieth. I know that you don't have to be pinned to lose, which brings up the problem of a potential losing streak. But when I think of the way this match is constructed, and the strengths and weaknesses of each of them, it makes my chances much, much, much....better! Ya Charlie, I'm 41. You think I'm trying to accomplish something?! Do you actually think that I'm in some sort of adolescent identity crisis where I'm trying to do what you are? HAHAHAHAHA.
If you had the heart that I do, the perserverence, then you would make it to 41 to begin with. Second, you would see that there are new goals and standards you set for yourself...........*sigh"
*Payne pulls his hat off and hands it to the bodyguard off camera. After a long and drawn out sigh, he makes his last statement
"You see gentlemen, it's not that I'm trying to hold on to some warped sense of self that you think I've lost........I'm learning to attain status legend, and in doing so, I'll make every single one of you tap out tonight if need be.........See you in the ring. Oh and Charlie, hope you don't mind being the one pinned....unless I wanna make you tap."
FEED END