Post by Steven Luke on Mar 22, 2010 22:24:34 GMT -6
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Search: Venom, SOVEREIGN, NCW
We open up on the cocky grin of one of NCW’s newest stars, Venom. He is dressed in a crispy new NCW logo white T-Shirt and a pair of jeans with his gym bag draped over his shoulder. He tosses the Gym bag aside and stands with his arms crossed in front of the camera.
Look at me, I am one and zero, undefeated like a young pup again. Hard to believe that after ten years of a career and a two year hiatus that I can start again as an undefeated rookie. It’s kind of crazy, weird, but most importantly, it’s great. It’s a great thing to feel like I’m on top of the world with my first win, even if it doesn’t last forever, it’s a feeling that you could become a billionaire with if you could bottle it, and I don’t want it to end.
That will be tuff though, because even though I am technically a rookie here in this great federation, my name still carries some weight and that weight apparently carried me straight to my first Pay Per View. It is my understanding that it’s not an everyday occurrence that rookies to the federation make the big show, let alone in a match with such implications as a number one contender match. So I am honored to be included, honored, and a little bit nervous.
His smile fades just a little as he steps to the side and takes a seat on the bench next to him revealing a row of lockers behind him.
I know, those of you out there watching this who know me don’t believe it, but I am nervous. Last week was my first match in over two years, and now in my second match back I am expected to put my body on the line in a ladder match. This isn’t quite what I expected, but I’ve never been one to back down from anything. I’ve always rolled with the punches, and this time rolling with the punches will be a little bit easier for me.
Last week I was up against people who were virtually unknown to me, people I had to spend hours researching just so I would feel comfortable in the ring with. This time, research will be the least of my worries as I have extensive background on over half the people in this match. AJ, Doc, and Joe Everyman have been around me for most of the end of my career and I have seen all of there careers begin, and reach some of their highest points. Severe Payne and Freakee though, they are what you would call the X Factors for me in this match.
He takes a short pause before digging in. He seems to think long and hard before uttering his next words.
Since I have been here I have seen and heard much about the Clown King himself, and I probably know enough that I could deal with him, but you never really know what someone like him is thinking. Just like Doctor Dream last week, it’s so hard to tell what is going on behind the face paint. You come off like a man of good ethics, but there is really only one reason to cover your face in my opinion, and that is to cover up what you truly are. I believe there is something dark about you Freakkee, and you try to hide it with the make up and by pretending to be something you are not. A match like this usually brings out the demon in people, and I know it will bring out the cheating and backstabbing bastard in me, what will it bring out in you Freakkee?
Severe Payne is kind of perplexing to me. He’s listed at forty one years of age, a time in your life when most people are hanging up the boots, yet here is a rookie just like myself in this federation. It makes it hard for me to quite gauge what he is as a wrestler seeing as his list of accomplishments here are slimmer then a piece of paper, all I can assume is that he must have some tricks up his sleeve if he is still performing at this level at that age.
Almost the complete opposite of Severe Payne is Joe Everyman. I have such huge amounts of this young mans work. I seen him come up through the ranks in the past, and I have a list of his accomplishments here, and yet just like himself I have no clue who he really is. That’s the question of the day actually, who is Joe Everyman? Is he the man that fought through Loss after Loss until he finally got an opportunity in the past? Is he the man that worked until he couldn’t work anymore and won the very title we are working on becoming the number one contender for? Or is he the man that dropped the ball every time he was given the chance to escape the cellar of wrestling? Is he the man that was rising to new heights in this company, only to crash back to the bottom? No one, not even Joe Everyman seems to know. All I can make from Joe Everyman is this, if history repeats itself, Joe will fall.
Alex Jones, AJ Peonix, or just AJ? Not sure what to call you anymore, but I sure know where you and me stand, on bad terms. In the past it was always you chasing after my shadow. You and your little friends always trying to start fights with the big dogs in the company hoping some of what little talent you had would shine through in the fight, but it never seemed to work. You stayed in my shadow and couldn’t fight your way out until I was gone. Now here we meet again, and you’re the big dog this time. You’re the one that has all the recognition here. I bet you’re even thinking the tables have turned and now I’ll be the one chasing after you, but unlike you, when we’re in the same ring at Sovereign I will shine, and you will realize you never even got out of my shadow. You couldn’t take over the top spot when I was around, and you won’t be able to slow me down from rising past you here either.
The smile returns back to his face as he stands up like and looks deep into the camera as if he is now talking to someone specific.
The real challenge of this match though, is Doc. There might as well not even be anyone else in this match but the two of us. It seems like it was meant to be that the two of us meet quickly here in NCW and the bookers, or maybe fate, made it so. We’ve fought all over the globe Doc, and although you just got here the week before me, you hold an advantage, you’ve been in NCW before. You know the layouts of this ring, and that’s an advantage that I really can’t afford to give up to you. We’ve been through hell against each other, and know each other inside and out. We both started together, and learned to be what we’ve become today, together. Not as friends, but as rivals, and here we are again. The setting doesn’t seem to matter as much as it matters that it is me and you once again. Ladder, chairs, or whatever else gets thrown around in this match, it will not matter, because in the end I can guarantee it will come down to the two of us fighting for the win. I can’t guarantee that I will come out on top, but I can guarantee you this, you want to know who really wants to win this shot, I do.
I don’t want this for the same reason you do, to build a foundation, but I want this. I want this because it’s been far to long since I have mattered in professional wrestling. It’s been far to long since people have looked at me and said there is a champion. It’s been far to long since I have felt like I am the best, and even though it is suppose to be like being the best of the worst, I want this. One more thing you can count on as well, if I do get this, and I do move on to win that championship, no one, and I mean no one, will look at that belt as the best of the worst again, they’ll just look at it as the best. That’s what I want it for Doc, the only question left is who is going to want it enough to win it.
He turns and begins to walk towards the doors.
Before this match though, I’m going to need to learn that layout Doc, no way I’m giving you an advantage at all. Hey you…
His last words trail off as he exits the room and flags someone down presumably to give him a tour of sorts.
Search: Venom, SOVEREIGN, NCW
We open up on the cocky grin of one of NCW’s newest stars, Venom. He is dressed in a crispy new NCW logo white T-Shirt and a pair of jeans with his gym bag draped over his shoulder. He tosses the Gym bag aside and stands with his arms crossed in front of the camera.
Look at me, I am one and zero, undefeated like a young pup again. Hard to believe that after ten years of a career and a two year hiatus that I can start again as an undefeated rookie. It’s kind of crazy, weird, but most importantly, it’s great. It’s a great thing to feel like I’m on top of the world with my first win, even if it doesn’t last forever, it’s a feeling that you could become a billionaire with if you could bottle it, and I don’t want it to end.
That will be tuff though, because even though I am technically a rookie here in this great federation, my name still carries some weight and that weight apparently carried me straight to my first Pay Per View. It is my understanding that it’s not an everyday occurrence that rookies to the federation make the big show, let alone in a match with such implications as a number one contender match. So I am honored to be included, honored, and a little bit nervous.
His smile fades just a little as he steps to the side and takes a seat on the bench next to him revealing a row of lockers behind him.
I know, those of you out there watching this who know me don’t believe it, but I am nervous. Last week was my first match in over two years, and now in my second match back I am expected to put my body on the line in a ladder match. This isn’t quite what I expected, but I’ve never been one to back down from anything. I’ve always rolled with the punches, and this time rolling with the punches will be a little bit easier for me.
Last week I was up against people who were virtually unknown to me, people I had to spend hours researching just so I would feel comfortable in the ring with. This time, research will be the least of my worries as I have extensive background on over half the people in this match. AJ, Doc, and Joe Everyman have been around me for most of the end of my career and I have seen all of there careers begin, and reach some of their highest points. Severe Payne and Freakee though, they are what you would call the X Factors for me in this match.
He takes a short pause before digging in. He seems to think long and hard before uttering his next words.
Since I have been here I have seen and heard much about the Clown King himself, and I probably know enough that I could deal with him, but you never really know what someone like him is thinking. Just like Doctor Dream last week, it’s so hard to tell what is going on behind the face paint. You come off like a man of good ethics, but there is really only one reason to cover your face in my opinion, and that is to cover up what you truly are. I believe there is something dark about you Freakkee, and you try to hide it with the make up and by pretending to be something you are not. A match like this usually brings out the demon in people, and I know it will bring out the cheating and backstabbing bastard in me, what will it bring out in you Freakkee?
Severe Payne is kind of perplexing to me. He’s listed at forty one years of age, a time in your life when most people are hanging up the boots, yet here is a rookie just like myself in this federation. It makes it hard for me to quite gauge what he is as a wrestler seeing as his list of accomplishments here are slimmer then a piece of paper, all I can assume is that he must have some tricks up his sleeve if he is still performing at this level at that age.
Almost the complete opposite of Severe Payne is Joe Everyman. I have such huge amounts of this young mans work. I seen him come up through the ranks in the past, and I have a list of his accomplishments here, and yet just like himself I have no clue who he really is. That’s the question of the day actually, who is Joe Everyman? Is he the man that fought through Loss after Loss until he finally got an opportunity in the past? Is he the man that worked until he couldn’t work anymore and won the very title we are working on becoming the number one contender for? Or is he the man that dropped the ball every time he was given the chance to escape the cellar of wrestling? Is he the man that was rising to new heights in this company, only to crash back to the bottom? No one, not even Joe Everyman seems to know. All I can make from Joe Everyman is this, if history repeats itself, Joe will fall.
Alex Jones, AJ Peonix, or just AJ? Not sure what to call you anymore, but I sure know where you and me stand, on bad terms. In the past it was always you chasing after my shadow. You and your little friends always trying to start fights with the big dogs in the company hoping some of what little talent you had would shine through in the fight, but it never seemed to work. You stayed in my shadow and couldn’t fight your way out until I was gone. Now here we meet again, and you’re the big dog this time. You’re the one that has all the recognition here. I bet you’re even thinking the tables have turned and now I’ll be the one chasing after you, but unlike you, when we’re in the same ring at Sovereign I will shine, and you will realize you never even got out of my shadow. You couldn’t take over the top spot when I was around, and you won’t be able to slow me down from rising past you here either.
The smile returns back to his face as he stands up like and looks deep into the camera as if he is now talking to someone specific.
The real challenge of this match though, is Doc. There might as well not even be anyone else in this match but the two of us. It seems like it was meant to be that the two of us meet quickly here in NCW and the bookers, or maybe fate, made it so. We’ve fought all over the globe Doc, and although you just got here the week before me, you hold an advantage, you’ve been in NCW before. You know the layouts of this ring, and that’s an advantage that I really can’t afford to give up to you. We’ve been through hell against each other, and know each other inside and out. We both started together, and learned to be what we’ve become today, together. Not as friends, but as rivals, and here we are again. The setting doesn’t seem to matter as much as it matters that it is me and you once again. Ladder, chairs, or whatever else gets thrown around in this match, it will not matter, because in the end I can guarantee it will come down to the two of us fighting for the win. I can’t guarantee that I will come out on top, but I can guarantee you this, you want to know who really wants to win this shot, I do.
I don’t want this for the same reason you do, to build a foundation, but I want this. I want this because it’s been far to long since I have mattered in professional wrestling. It’s been far to long since people have looked at me and said there is a champion. It’s been far to long since I have felt like I am the best, and even though it is suppose to be like being the best of the worst, I want this. One more thing you can count on as well, if I do get this, and I do move on to win that championship, no one, and I mean no one, will look at that belt as the best of the worst again, they’ll just look at it as the best. That’s what I want it for Doc, the only question left is who is going to want it enough to win it.
He turns and begins to walk towards the doors.
Before this match though, I’m going to need to learn that layout Doc, no way I’m giving you an advantage at all. Hey you…
His last words trail off as he exits the room and flags someone down presumably to give him a tour of sorts.