Post by Lance "The Icon" Ryan on Jun 3, 2010 18:06:32 GMT -6
Amazing really. I have been in this company now for literally 2 matches and everyone feels as though they know who I am. Everybody is talking about the good old times, everybody is talking about me being such a great superstar...and yet, I have barely scratched the surface of what I can do here. I have defeated Nathan Doe and Jack Ace, but I am not fickle, I know that these names are not synonymous with greatness. I have done nothing yet.
You would think that in some past life, I did something incredible. The way people are gaga over me, you'd think I was the second coming of a wrestling messiah. Well, it seems that for some of you frat boys, that is exactly what you think I am. After all, Alex Jones, practically had an involuntary loss of seminal fluid when he found out that he was facing me. He spoke of his wrestling fetish with one Lance Ryan…Alex…please understand something, you are as stupid
as the rest of them.
~*~*~Stefan walks out of an executive building, lights a cigarette and turns to hail a cab. Suddenly from out of nowhere, he is mobbed by a young child who latches on to his leg and starts screeching.~*~*~[/i]
Daddy! Daddy! Mommy says that I can't see you anymore. She says that you're not the same.
~*~*~Stefan starts looking around and has a look of fear in his face as he looks down at the child in disgust.~*~*~[/i]
Can someone please remove this parasite from my leg?
But daddy! It's me
Look, I have no idea who you are, and I can assure you that you are not related to me. I would not ever partake in creating such a thing.
SOMEONE PLEASE GET THIS OFF OF ME!
~*~*~Suddenly, a door swings open and Cassandra Ryan comes running towards the two figures. She grabs Zell and peels him off of Stefan.~*~*~[/i]
Zell come on. We need to go home.
But I want to see daddy!
Lance?
~*~*~Stefan has already started to walk away. At the sound of Cassandra calling his name though there is a brief moment of hesitation. He almost stops, then pulls his hood up over his head and keeps on walking away.~*~*~[/i]
I wish you all the best Lance. I hope that you get the help that you need. You have a loving woman and a child that care about you very much. I truly hope we can one day be a family again.
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~*~*~Stefan is walking along railway tracks with a grey hoodie pulled up over his head and covering much of his face. He is walking briskly and staring straight at the ground.~*~*~[/i]
You all think that I am someone that I am not. That name, it seems so vaguely familiar, and yet I can only know of it from the annuls of ncw history. Lance Ryan. I admit that I do hold some similarities to him, and yet, I can also confirm that I am not, nor have I ever been this man.
Each and every person, from that hopeless woman and her child, to every wrestler in the back, is hoping and praying that I am this man. Hoping I can save their family, hoping I can save ncw, hoping that I will be someone that in the end, I am not.
It again goes to show however just how fickle the world can be, and just how ridiculous the mentalities of a pro wrestler are. I stand before you as a man on a mission, and that mission is always fluid. At the moment my mission is to win x division gold, the reasoning is simple, that goal gives me the opportunity to destroy three other men's dreams.
Freakke and Shawn Styles will return to the under-card that they belong in, and Alex Jones will be faced with the knowledge that he simply could not cut it as the champion.
I must stop myself here for a moment however, as I have made a terrible mistake. I have placed Alex Jones and knowledge in the same sentence when clearly that is inaccurate representation.
See, Alex has made an incredible mistake heading into this match. He has placed his fear in Freakke, and he has decided that he would most enjoy fighting me.
The problem here is two-fold. First of all, there is little to be afraid of in an adult that paints his face and holds mediocre busking sessions that do nothing but irritate people. The second problem is that he has decided that he wants to face me in the final round of this gauntlet because he has always dreamed of fighting me in that ring. Well...he has always dreamed of fighting Lance.
Alex, you have drawn parallels where there are none, and you have created comparisons that are factually incorrect. In doing so...
~*~*~Stefan pauses as he surveys the situation in front of him. The rail tracks stretch out over a body of water on a bridge. After thinking for a moment, he continues on.~*~*~[/i]
...In doing so, you have made a decision to face a man that you truly do not know, understand, or believe. I believe that you used to go by AJ Phoenix. I cannot prove or disprove this because I have no prior knowledge of the man of which you speak. However, I can promise you that you and I have very little, if anything, in common. The only thing that I can see that we have in common Alex is that we both have a desire to hold that title that is firmly around your waist at this present time.
See, you have just embarked, much like I have now, on a bridge. See, on one side, where I just came from, that was your life and your title reign before Reborn. You knew your surroundings, you were comfortable with what was around you, and you had an escape path if things got too tough. But now, much like me, you are headed out across a path that has only two ways out. On your bridge, you are going to run one of three men, Freakke, Shawn or myself, and there will be no escape, there will be no easy way out. Most of all, there will be no plan of attack that will suffice for you. See, some people think that there is a lot of luck in being the champion in a gauntlet match. You will only have to face one man, and that man could potentially have two matches before he even steps into your yard.
On the other hand however, I think that you have it difficult. See, you need to prepare for three men, and until the second last fall is over, you wont have any idea which man will come at you, and you will not have time to get into the right mindset, before you know it that man will be upon you and looking for a fight. I also have to prepare for three different wrestlers, but the difference is that I may very well have to fight all three to get what I want. In fact, I relish that chance. I have not hidden from the fact that I came here to beat the **** out of people, and this match gives me the chance to beat up three different men and continue to make a name for myself. I would much rather prepare for three men and fight three men than prepare for three and have to change it up on the fly. Alex, you have no idea what kind of monster you are getting into the ring with if you get into the ring with me, but I can assure you of one thing, and that is that you need only prepare for one man. Neither Freakke nor Shawn can stop me, it will be me that is staring a hole through you when the bell rings, and what you will be looking into is the eyes of is a man possessed. Trust me when I say that there will be only one option for you when you are in the ring with me.
~*~*~We can hear the sound of a train whistle in the distance and Stefan turns around and we see the bright lights at the front of a train heading towards him on the bridge at a great clip. Stefan reaches into his pocket and pulls out a picture of Alex Jones and holds it up to the camera.~*~*~[/i]
You will be looking straight into the eyes of a man that you truly do not want to face when it is just you and I Alex. You may think that you want a piece of this action, but I assure you that you do not have any idea what it is that you wish for. I am going to come at you and there will be two decisions, you can try to run to the other side of your bridge, but I will run faster and I will chase you down harder. Your other option is simple Alex.
BAIL
~*~*~Stefan takes the picture and lays it down on the rail, and jumps off the rail bridge and into the water. The train rushes past and when it’s gone, we see the image of Alex Jones sliced in half, and both pieces are singed and burning from the train.~*~*~[/i]
You would think that in some past life, I did something incredible. The way people are gaga over me, you'd think I was the second coming of a wrestling messiah. Well, it seems that for some of you frat boys, that is exactly what you think I am. After all, Alex Jones, practically had an involuntary loss of seminal fluid when he found out that he was facing me. He spoke of his wrestling fetish with one Lance Ryan…Alex…please understand something, you are as stupid
as the rest of them.
~*~*~Stefan walks out of an executive building, lights a cigarette and turns to hail a cab. Suddenly from out of nowhere, he is mobbed by a young child who latches on to his leg and starts screeching.~*~*~[/i]
Daddy! Daddy! Mommy says that I can't see you anymore. She says that you're not the same.
~*~*~Stefan starts looking around and has a look of fear in his face as he looks down at the child in disgust.~*~*~[/i]
Can someone please remove this parasite from my leg?
But daddy! It's me
Look, I have no idea who you are, and I can assure you that you are not related to me. I would not ever partake in creating such a thing.
SOMEONE PLEASE GET THIS OFF OF ME!
~*~*~Suddenly, a door swings open and Cassandra Ryan comes running towards the two figures. She grabs Zell and peels him off of Stefan.~*~*~[/i]
Zell come on. We need to go home.
But I want to see daddy!
Lance?
~*~*~Stefan has already started to walk away. At the sound of Cassandra calling his name though there is a brief moment of hesitation. He almost stops, then pulls his hood up over his head and keeps on walking away.~*~*~[/i]
I wish you all the best Lance. I hope that you get the help that you need. You have a loving woman and a child that care about you very much. I truly hope we can one day be a family again.
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~*~*~Stefan is walking along railway tracks with a grey hoodie pulled up over his head and covering much of his face. He is walking briskly and staring straight at the ground.~*~*~[/i]
You all think that I am someone that I am not. That name, it seems so vaguely familiar, and yet I can only know of it from the annuls of ncw history. Lance Ryan. I admit that I do hold some similarities to him, and yet, I can also confirm that I am not, nor have I ever been this man.
Each and every person, from that hopeless woman and her child, to every wrestler in the back, is hoping and praying that I am this man. Hoping I can save their family, hoping I can save ncw, hoping that I will be someone that in the end, I am not.
It again goes to show however just how fickle the world can be, and just how ridiculous the mentalities of a pro wrestler are. I stand before you as a man on a mission, and that mission is always fluid. At the moment my mission is to win x division gold, the reasoning is simple, that goal gives me the opportunity to destroy three other men's dreams.
Freakke and Shawn Styles will return to the under-card that they belong in, and Alex Jones will be faced with the knowledge that he simply could not cut it as the champion.
I must stop myself here for a moment however, as I have made a terrible mistake. I have placed Alex Jones and knowledge in the same sentence when clearly that is inaccurate representation.
See, Alex has made an incredible mistake heading into this match. He has placed his fear in Freakke, and he has decided that he would most enjoy fighting me.
The problem here is two-fold. First of all, there is little to be afraid of in an adult that paints his face and holds mediocre busking sessions that do nothing but irritate people. The second problem is that he has decided that he wants to face me in the final round of this gauntlet because he has always dreamed of fighting me in that ring. Well...he has always dreamed of fighting Lance.
Alex, you have drawn parallels where there are none, and you have created comparisons that are factually incorrect. In doing so...
~*~*~Stefan pauses as he surveys the situation in front of him. The rail tracks stretch out over a body of water on a bridge. After thinking for a moment, he continues on.~*~*~[/i]
...In doing so, you have made a decision to face a man that you truly do not know, understand, or believe. I believe that you used to go by AJ Phoenix. I cannot prove or disprove this because I have no prior knowledge of the man of which you speak. However, I can promise you that you and I have very little, if anything, in common. The only thing that I can see that we have in common Alex is that we both have a desire to hold that title that is firmly around your waist at this present time.
See, you have just embarked, much like I have now, on a bridge. See, on one side, where I just came from, that was your life and your title reign before Reborn. You knew your surroundings, you were comfortable with what was around you, and you had an escape path if things got too tough. But now, much like me, you are headed out across a path that has only two ways out. On your bridge, you are going to run one of three men, Freakke, Shawn or myself, and there will be no escape, there will be no easy way out. Most of all, there will be no plan of attack that will suffice for you. See, some people think that there is a lot of luck in being the champion in a gauntlet match. You will only have to face one man, and that man could potentially have two matches before he even steps into your yard.
On the other hand however, I think that you have it difficult. See, you need to prepare for three men, and until the second last fall is over, you wont have any idea which man will come at you, and you will not have time to get into the right mindset, before you know it that man will be upon you and looking for a fight. I also have to prepare for three different wrestlers, but the difference is that I may very well have to fight all three to get what I want. In fact, I relish that chance. I have not hidden from the fact that I came here to beat the **** out of people, and this match gives me the chance to beat up three different men and continue to make a name for myself. I would much rather prepare for three men and fight three men than prepare for three and have to change it up on the fly. Alex, you have no idea what kind of monster you are getting into the ring with if you get into the ring with me, but I can assure you of one thing, and that is that you need only prepare for one man. Neither Freakke nor Shawn can stop me, it will be me that is staring a hole through you when the bell rings, and what you will be looking into is the eyes of is a man possessed. Trust me when I say that there will be only one option for you when you are in the ring with me.
~*~*~We can hear the sound of a train whistle in the distance and Stefan turns around and we see the bright lights at the front of a train heading towards him on the bridge at a great clip. Stefan reaches into his pocket and pulls out a picture of Alex Jones and holds it up to the camera.~*~*~[/i]
You will be looking straight into the eyes of a man that you truly do not want to face when it is just you and I Alex. You may think that you want a piece of this action, but I assure you that you do not have any idea what it is that you wish for. I am going to come at you and there will be two decisions, you can try to run to the other side of your bridge, but I will run faster and I will chase you down harder. Your other option is simple Alex.
BAIL
~*~*~Stefan takes the picture and lays it down on the rail, and jumps off the rail bridge and into the water. The train rushes past and when it’s gone, we see the image of Alex Jones sliced in half, and both pieces are singed and burning from the train.~*~*~[/i]