Post by Ron Gibson on Jul 7, 2010 20:29:31 GMT -6
**We are outside, just a mile away from the Qwest Center in Omaha, Nebraska. Ron Gibson is at the local hospital that seems to be closest to the arena. Checking out their ambulance service, making sure everything is up to code. Just in case...**
Russell: Just incase what?
Ron: You can read my thoughts?
Russell: Well when you say them out loud.
Ron: I need to make sure this ambulance is up to code. Just incase I fall this coming sunday. There's a chance it could happen, one little mistake and my clock is cleaned.
Russell: But.... you can't lose. We came so far just to roll over and die.
Ron: Well I'm not planning on losing but you know what. Anything can happen inside a Nicholas Caged Lynch Mob Match. With the man himself the referee of the match. This outcome isn't scripted.
Russell: ......
Ron: What?
Russell: Well he can't be there.
Ron: WHY NOT!!!! I booked him two weeks ahead of time and he's no showing? Why the fuc....
Russell: No... don't get mad. He will be there, just not as nicholas cage.
Ron: I don't follow.
Russell: Well since NCW doesn't want celebrities coming in here and making statements. Trying to steal the spotlight of us....
Ron: You mean me. I think I know what you mean, he will be there. Just not as nicholas cage. He's a genius, he'll figure out how to appear on the show in some way or form. Even if it's by cellphone and no one can really see it's him but he's able to still call the match. He's genius, I trust in nick cage.
Russell: But what about this ambulance? Do you honestly think you can fall to the inferior wrestler? When you disappeared, he sulked over you for three days, then his brother died. Seemed to care about him more.
Ron: Yeah.... it hurts. I built an empire with this asshole. Then his brother dies, he seems to care less about me surviving and making through a tough ordeal. What about me.... what about kany... Gibson! When my family was at my side, I seen the light through all the darkness. I knew a change was in my order. I made it count, I suckles my lips up to corporate ass and showed them I changed. Now I have a fancy little office that used to be used by a **** cleaning janitor. HE GOT FIRED FOR RON GIBSON!!! I became the cleaner because there was no one around to clean up his mess.
Russell: But... do you honestly think you can lose?
Ron: It's rope hanging from the ceiling. Anything is possible. Anyone at the end of the night could turn into a rotting corpse. I just need to take the proper cautions here. Make sure this ambulance has what I need to pass into the afterlife.
Russell: .....
Ron: I put some pictures of my family in here. So in my last words I can say goodbye to the ones I love. I can hug my kids, in portrait form, tell them daddy isn't come home tonight. Give them a kiss, as the drown in my tears.
Russell: ......
Ron: My various vests, that I want to be buried in. Along with my suit, that has gone through the worst of times at the best times of my life.
Russell: ......
Ron: I have my stacks of money in duffel bags here....
**Russell's eyes light up, as he sees a few hundreds hanging out of the bag.**
Ron: So I can be put to rest with all my money. My family wouldn't want it. They know that it's mostly dirty and I spent years in disgracing my body to earn it. They wouldn't want it...
Russell: I would....
Ron: I know you would but it just wouldn't be right.
Russell: The hell it won't... i'm digging up your body and taking it all.
Ron: What?
**Ron is laying on the stretcher now. Possibly taking in the last days of his life.**
Ron: But you know what....
Russell: You're going to give me the money anyways for years of good service?
Amber: What about my years of working for the team?
Ron: No... we're not going to sink to that level. I'm not going to be riding in the back of this ambulance. I will be dragged from the arena and into a shallow grave. My fans, my multicolored gifts from god. Will not allow me to rest in such a manner, to such a guy like ddk. I'm coming to kick his ass, I'm going to beat his ass. I'm going to rip through his ass, so he has to learn which hole to **** from. I am and always will be the heart... soul... Legacy of Dirty Deal. You ran with me ddk. You stood next to me.... making the jokes while I was always business. Sunday is no different. It's time he knows just how useful I was.
Russell: If somehow all this backfires and you fail... your neck snaps and you are left dead.
Ron: Nice image but if it does go this way. Well then I'm haunting his ass.
Russell: I... I don't like ghosts....
Ron: I know.... but if I turn ghost. I swear I will not wear a pointing sheet on my head.
Russell: I knew you changed.
Ron: But I will be ghosting amber.
Amber: .....
Ron: Patrick Swayze.... Demi Moore....
Amber: Never heard of it.
Ron: Old ron probably would snap.... but.... new ron accepts that your a dumb twat that hasn't seen a good movie if it was inserted into her vagina and stuck in there forever.
Amber: ......
Ron: DDK.... Curtis... you brag about having a title shot in your back pocket.
Russell: Actually in his dirty burlap sack he carries around.
Ron: .....
**Amber slaps russell.**
Ron: Don't do that again amber. I think his race has been slapped around enough. If he does something dumb, stare at him silently and he will learn when his mouth is not needed. Now that you say you have a title shot in your back pocket. I think it's your way of saying, if I come out on top. If I leave you dangling by your neck, i think it would be in my interest just to take it. What good would it do to have you be buried with it. What good is it as a prop for worms to chew on. I think everyones agrees, I know my buddies in the front office do. There's no reason to waste it, what you earned will be my gift to your memory.
Russell: After all that has happened. You still would honor him. So... touching. You're a good man.
Ron: Yep... but it's time to clean up the mess ddk has piled up over the past few months. Everyone will be at ease, the lawsuits will be dropped, and cameraman will not be hard to come by anymore. The cleaner is going to clean up this mess.
**Ron gets off the stretcher and hops out of the ambulance. He closes the doors and pounds on them. The ambulance speeds away....**
Russell: What about your money?
Ron: It's safe. I left it with one of your people.
Russell: .....
Ron: They will take care of my small fortune.
Russell: My people are ****ing crooks!!!!
Ron: ugh....
**We fade out.**
Russell: Just incase what?
Ron: You can read my thoughts?
Russell: Well when you say them out loud.
Ron: I need to make sure this ambulance is up to code. Just incase I fall this coming sunday. There's a chance it could happen, one little mistake and my clock is cleaned.
Russell: But.... you can't lose. We came so far just to roll over and die.
Ron: Well I'm not planning on losing but you know what. Anything can happen inside a Nicholas Caged Lynch Mob Match. With the man himself the referee of the match. This outcome isn't scripted.
Russell: ......
Ron: What?
Russell: Well he can't be there.
Ron: WHY NOT!!!! I booked him two weeks ahead of time and he's no showing? Why the fuc....
Russell: No... don't get mad. He will be there, just not as nicholas cage.
Ron: I don't follow.
Russell: Well since NCW doesn't want celebrities coming in here and making statements. Trying to steal the spotlight of us....
Ron: You mean me. I think I know what you mean, he will be there. Just not as nicholas cage. He's a genius, he'll figure out how to appear on the show in some way or form. Even if it's by cellphone and no one can really see it's him but he's able to still call the match. He's genius, I trust in nick cage.
Russell: But what about this ambulance? Do you honestly think you can fall to the inferior wrestler? When you disappeared, he sulked over you for three days, then his brother died. Seemed to care about him more.
Ron: Yeah.... it hurts. I built an empire with this asshole. Then his brother dies, he seems to care less about me surviving and making through a tough ordeal. What about me.... what about kany... Gibson! When my family was at my side, I seen the light through all the darkness. I knew a change was in my order. I made it count, I suckles my lips up to corporate ass and showed them I changed. Now I have a fancy little office that used to be used by a **** cleaning janitor. HE GOT FIRED FOR RON GIBSON!!! I became the cleaner because there was no one around to clean up his mess.
Russell: But... do you honestly think you can lose?
Ron: It's rope hanging from the ceiling. Anything is possible. Anyone at the end of the night could turn into a rotting corpse. I just need to take the proper cautions here. Make sure this ambulance has what I need to pass into the afterlife.
Russell: .....
Ron: I put some pictures of my family in here. So in my last words I can say goodbye to the ones I love. I can hug my kids, in portrait form, tell them daddy isn't come home tonight. Give them a kiss, as the drown in my tears.
Russell: ......
Ron: My various vests, that I want to be buried in. Along with my suit, that has gone through the worst of times at the best times of my life.
Russell: ......
Ron: I have my stacks of money in duffel bags here....
**Russell's eyes light up, as he sees a few hundreds hanging out of the bag.**
Ron: So I can be put to rest with all my money. My family wouldn't want it. They know that it's mostly dirty and I spent years in disgracing my body to earn it. They wouldn't want it...
Russell: I would....
Ron: I know you would but it just wouldn't be right.
Russell: The hell it won't... i'm digging up your body and taking it all.
Ron: What?
**Ron is laying on the stretcher now. Possibly taking in the last days of his life.**
Ron: But you know what....
Russell: You're going to give me the money anyways for years of good service?
Amber: What about my years of working for the team?
Ron: No... we're not going to sink to that level. I'm not going to be riding in the back of this ambulance. I will be dragged from the arena and into a shallow grave. My fans, my multicolored gifts from god. Will not allow me to rest in such a manner, to such a guy like ddk. I'm coming to kick his ass, I'm going to beat his ass. I'm going to rip through his ass, so he has to learn which hole to **** from. I am and always will be the heart... soul... Legacy of Dirty Deal. You ran with me ddk. You stood next to me.... making the jokes while I was always business. Sunday is no different. It's time he knows just how useful I was.
Russell: If somehow all this backfires and you fail... your neck snaps and you are left dead.
Ron: Nice image but if it does go this way. Well then I'm haunting his ass.
Russell: I... I don't like ghosts....
Ron: I know.... but if I turn ghost. I swear I will not wear a pointing sheet on my head.
Russell: I knew you changed.
Ron: But I will be ghosting amber.
Amber: .....
Ron: Patrick Swayze.... Demi Moore....
Amber: Never heard of it.
Ron: Old ron probably would snap.... but.... new ron accepts that your a dumb twat that hasn't seen a good movie if it was inserted into her vagina and stuck in there forever.
Amber: ......
Ron: DDK.... Curtis... you brag about having a title shot in your back pocket.
Russell: Actually in his dirty burlap sack he carries around.
Ron: .....
**Amber slaps russell.**
Ron: Don't do that again amber. I think his race has been slapped around enough. If he does something dumb, stare at him silently and he will learn when his mouth is not needed. Now that you say you have a title shot in your back pocket. I think it's your way of saying, if I come out on top. If I leave you dangling by your neck, i think it would be in my interest just to take it. What good would it do to have you be buried with it. What good is it as a prop for worms to chew on. I think everyones agrees, I know my buddies in the front office do. There's no reason to waste it, what you earned will be my gift to your memory.
Russell: After all that has happened. You still would honor him. So... touching. You're a good man.
Ron: Yep... but it's time to clean up the mess ddk has piled up over the past few months. Everyone will be at ease, the lawsuits will be dropped, and cameraman will not be hard to come by anymore. The cleaner is going to clean up this mess.
**Ron gets off the stretcher and hops out of the ambulance. He closes the doors and pounds on them. The ambulance speeds away....**
Russell: What about your money?
Ron: It's safe. I left it with one of your people.
Russell: .....
Ron: They will take care of my small fortune.
Russell: My people are ****ing crooks!!!!
Ron: ugh....
**We fade out.**