Post by Lance "The Icon" Ryan on Jul 10, 2010 18:39:33 GMT -6
I am coming for you Stefan. I am going to take back my life. The life that you so willingly ripped apart and stole from me. I am going to have my family, my spotlight and my place back and I will take you down in the process. I will rise up to the surface again and I assure you that you will be left lying in the ashes as a broken entity when I am done with you. Nothing has pissed me off as much as this has. Nobody has ever found the way to help me overcome my social anxiety, and yet, here we are, you have cured me and given me something else, something that I have not had for many years…DRIVE.
Stefan Rzany is walking into a hotel with a duffel bag over his shoulder and a suitcase in tow. He is traveling alone as he heads up the walkway and ignores the fans that are standing all around him and hollering both “Stefan” and “Lance” in his general direction. Suddenly however he is forced to a sudden stop as he looks up. His face goes completely white and he takes two steps back. The camera pans out and we see a smallish man that is balding but wearing his black hair long. He has a full beard and both are lined with the white that show his age.[/i]
What the hell are you doing here?
This has got to stop. This is absurd now. Enough is enough, you have not been a part of this family for a long time and you know damn well why. But now you are taking this family’s name and you are dragging it through the mud on live television. Who the hell do you think you are?
Stefan stares blankly at the man in front of him for another moment, seemingly stunned by the entire situation.[/i]
Well, let me ask you something, how am I tearing your family’s name through the mud when I do not have the same name? I do not go by YOUR name because you left my life a long time ago. You were a waste of time and you turned your back on mom and on all of us.
The man stapes forward and backhands Stefan across the face. nCw security rushes in and grabs his arms and holds them behind his back as they start to drag him away.[/i]
WAIT! Hold on a second…Listen, let me explain something to you really calmly and really clearly. I am not a member of YOUR family and nor have I ever been. I will not refer to you as father ever. See, in my books, and in Lance’s, a father is a man that is around when you are growing up. A father is not the man that you grow up with having small memories of him hitting you, abusing you and leaving you. Don’t convolute yourself any longer into thinking that either one of us gives a **** about you. You’re lucky that we even recognize you. Mom was our only family growing up. Get out of my sight and don’t you dare every show your face around me again.
Stefan, rest assured of one thing, no matter what you believe and no matter wat you think you stand for, he will get you. He was always smarter than you, he was always one step ahead of you and most of all, he has always been better than you.
Stefan brushes himself off and then grabs his bags that he had set on the ground and carries onto the hotel. He approaches the front desk and gets the key from the front desk agent. He hands his bags off to one of the busboys and starts to walk down one of the long hallways of the hotel.[/i]
Evan, Evan, Evan. I have seen your type before. You are right, I didn’t have a whole hell of a lot to go on before you finally showed your face this evening. All that I had is the few words that you had spoken since arriving here, and the biography that you provided to the company when you started. See, it appears that I have learned two more things about you, you have a superiority complex and you also have an incessant need to be the center of attention.
As I listened to you prattle on I heard you making issue of the fact that I went about reading about you prior to our match. You then made sure to point out that I didn’t know much about you. Ironically however, a few weeks ago I watched on as you berated your opponent for talking to you as if you were still behind the mask…so really, what is it that you want from us? Should we just go into our matches against you with a blindfold over our faces and earmuffs over our ears? Would that be the best way to know who you are? Or perhaps is there a deeper issue at the core of your feelings? Maybe the real problem isn’t that reading about Evan is too little, or knowing about Terminus is too useless, perhaps at the core of all of that enjoyment you take out of ridiculing people for trying to make ends meet about you stems from the fact that you have no idea who Evan Andrews is either.
So, you think that the fact that you have daddy issues is going to make me feel sorry for you? I mean, I spent so many years as Lance Ryan, going around and pretending that I gave a **** about family, that I cared about those around me, and really it was all a fake. The reality is that I came from a broken home, I too was abused and I don’t walk around hoping that people feel sorry for me because of it. That scene of you dropping off a photo of your disgusting offspring at the grave of your decomposed disgusting father was enough to make me throw up in my mouth. Who exactly are you trying to impress? Personally, I think you are soul searching to find out who you are, and let me tell you something, you are going to find out at least one thing about yourself out this Sunday. You will discover that you are a failure.
See, each and every man on this roster has issues Evan, if you want to stand idly by and pretend that you are special because you have daddy issues, that is your prerogative. But don’t pretend that you have me figured out and most of all don’t flatter yourself into thinking that you are anything like me. You mentioned that I was comparing you to me, I would ever do such a thing. The fact is, what the hell has Evan Andrews done? The way I see it, you are nothing more than a whole lot of talk and a whole lot of fluff pieces. We’ll see what you are really capable of when you climb into this honor match against me. But mark my words, as much as I despise Bradley Kane, he is a wise man. What he says to you is true. Do not overlook a legend on your way to corporate thugs and young punks. I have done a lot of things in this business as a washed up emotional man, and I am just scratching the surface of what I can do when I am my true self.
Stefan stops outside of his hotel room, looks at the room number and down at his key to confirm that he is in the right place, and then he unlocks the door and walks in.[/i]
What the hell happened in here?
The busboy opens the door behind Stefan and stops suddenly. The entire room has been destroyed. The bed has burnt out, everything in the room has been flipped on it’s end. Written on the far wall in black spray paint is the word FRAUD. Stefan is staring straight ahead at the art and the bus boy immediately starts to apologize.[/i]
Sir, I apologize, I will run downstairs and get you a new room immediately.
The busboy runs out of the room and Stefan immediately goes into panic mode. He runs over to the door to the washroom and shoves it open looking around to see if there is anyone in the room. He then starts flinging open closets and storage spaces clearly paranoid that there is still someone in the room. He picks up a piece of paper and all that is written on it is ICON. As Stefan stares at the piece of paper the door opens and he stuffs the piece of paper into this pocket.[/i]
Mr. Rzany, we will have a new room for you in a few moments, I need to ask you to wait in the hall in the meantime however, as this will be a crime scene. I will be right back to help you to a new room.
Both men leave the room again and Stefan stands out in the hallway as he waits for the new room.[/i]
I know that you are following me and I know that you are trying to sabotage what I have created, but beware, this is an avenue that you do not want to go down Lance. You are not made from the same salts that I am. You cannot live up to yourself if you ruin someone’s life. But you are one step ahead, I will give you that, I reckon you should back off however, because otherwise I am going to hurt you.
Back to the topic at hand, Evan, you were foolish enough to stand before a man that is the world champion and try to tell him exactly how things are going to go down here in nCw. I am not quite sure who you think you are, or as mentioned before, even if you know, but the fact of the matter is that Brad Kane became the champion without your help, and he will continue to exist without you. You are the man that came in here bound and determined to show the world that you could destroy the factions closing in on him, some people see you as a hero…I see you as a man that is doing nothing more than looking for the easiest way to the top. That is not an attribute of a hero, but rather the definition of laziness. Evan Andrews you can threaten to put me away, I have heard it over and over through my career. But I still stand before you and I will still be in that ring on Sunday. Odds are severely against you in this match Evan. Let me leave you with two things to think about. Brad Kane would rather see me win because I was a better friend and brother than you will ever be, and your father is dead and you are following in his footsteps. I feel sorry for your son. I feel sorry for you.
Stefan Rzany is walking into a hotel with a duffel bag over his shoulder and a suitcase in tow. He is traveling alone as he heads up the walkway and ignores the fans that are standing all around him and hollering both “Stefan” and “Lance” in his general direction. Suddenly however he is forced to a sudden stop as he looks up. His face goes completely white and he takes two steps back. The camera pans out and we see a smallish man that is balding but wearing his black hair long. He has a full beard and both are lined with the white that show his age.[/i]
What the hell are you doing here?
This has got to stop. This is absurd now. Enough is enough, you have not been a part of this family for a long time and you know damn well why. But now you are taking this family’s name and you are dragging it through the mud on live television. Who the hell do you think you are?
Stefan stares blankly at the man in front of him for another moment, seemingly stunned by the entire situation.[/i]
Well, let me ask you something, how am I tearing your family’s name through the mud when I do not have the same name? I do not go by YOUR name because you left my life a long time ago. You were a waste of time and you turned your back on mom and on all of us.
The man stapes forward and backhands Stefan across the face. nCw security rushes in and grabs his arms and holds them behind his back as they start to drag him away.[/i]
WAIT! Hold on a second…Listen, let me explain something to you really calmly and really clearly. I am not a member of YOUR family and nor have I ever been. I will not refer to you as father ever. See, in my books, and in Lance’s, a father is a man that is around when you are growing up. A father is not the man that you grow up with having small memories of him hitting you, abusing you and leaving you. Don’t convolute yourself any longer into thinking that either one of us gives a **** about you. You’re lucky that we even recognize you. Mom was our only family growing up. Get out of my sight and don’t you dare every show your face around me again.
Stefan, rest assured of one thing, no matter what you believe and no matter wat you think you stand for, he will get you. He was always smarter than you, he was always one step ahead of you and most of all, he has always been better than you.
Stefan brushes himself off and then grabs his bags that he had set on the ground and carries onto the hotel. He approaches the front desk and gets the key from the front desk agent. He hands his bags off to one of the busboys and starts to walk down one of the long hallways of the hotel.[/i]
Evan, Evan, Evan. I have seen your type before. You are right, I didn’t have a whole hell of a lot to go on before you finally showed your face this evening. All that I had is the few words that you had spoken since arriving here, and the biography that you provided to the company when you started. See, it appears that I have learned two more things about you, you have a superiority complex and you also have an incessant need to be the center of attention.
As I listened to you prattle on I heard you making issue of the fact that I went about reading about you prior to our match. You then made sure to point out that I didn’t know much about you. Ironically however, a few weeks ago I watched on as you berated your opponent for talking to you as if you were still behind the mask…so really, what is it that you want from us? Should we just go into our matches against you with a blindfold over our faces and earmuffs over our ears? Would that be the best way to know who you are? Or perhaps is there a deeper issue at the core of your feelings? Maybe the real problem isn’t that reading about Evan is too little, or knowing about Terminus is too useless, perhaps at the core of all of that enjoyment you take out of ridiculing people for trying to make ends meet about you stems from the fact that you have no idea who Evan Andrews is either.
So, you think that the fact that you have daddy issues is going to make me feel sorry for you? I mean, I spent so many years as Lance Ryan, going around and pretending that I gave a **** about family, that I cared about those around me, and really it was all a fake. The reality is that I came from a broken home, I too was abused and I don’t walk around hoping that people feel sorry for me because of it. That scene of you dropping off a photo of your disgusting offspring at the grave of your decomposed disgusting father was enough to make me throw up in my mouth. Who exactly are you trying to impress? Personally, I think you are soul searching to find out who you are, and let me tell you something, you are going to find out at least one thing about yourself out this Sunday. You will discover that you are a failure.
See, each and every man on this roster has issues Evan, if you want to stand idly by and pretend that you are special because you have daddy issues, that is your prerogative. But don’t pretend that you have me figured out and most of all don’t flatter yourself into thinking that you are anything like me. You mentioned that I was comparing you to me, I would ever do such a thing. The fact is, what the hell has Evan Andrews done? The way I see it, you are nothing more than a whole lot of talk and a whole lot of fluff pieces. We’ll see what you are really capable of when you climb into this honor match against me. But mark my words, as much as I despise Bradley Kane, he is a wise man. What he says to you is true. Do not overlook a legend on your way to corporate thugs and young punks. I have done a lot of things in this business as a washed up emotional man, and I am just scratching the surface of what I can do when I am my true self.
Stefan stops outside of his hotel room, looks at the room number and down at his key to confirm that he is in the right place, and then he unlocks the door and walks in.[/i]
What the hell happened in here?
The busboy opens the door behind Stefan and stops suddenly. The entire room has been destroyed. The bed has burnt out, everything in the room has been flipped on it’s end. Written on the far wall in black spray paint is the word FRAUD. Stefan is staring straight ahead at the art and the bus boy immediately starts to apologize.[/i]
Sir, I apologize, I will run downstairs and get you a new room immediately.
The busboy runs out of the room and Stefan immediately goes into panic mode. He runs over to the door to the washroom and shoves it open looking around to see if there is anyone in the room. He then starts flinging open closets and storage spaces clearly paranoid that there is still someone in the room. He picks up a piece of paper and all that is written on it is ICON. As Stefan stares at the piece of paper the door opens and he stuffs the piece of paper into this pocket.[/i]
Mr. Rzany, we will have a new room for you in a few moments, I need to ask you to wait in the hall in the meantime however, as this will be a crime scene. I will be right back to help you to a new room.
Both men leave the room again and Stefan stands out in the hallway as he waits for the new room.[/i]
I know that you are following me and I know that you are trying to sabotage what I have created, but beware, this is an avenue that you do not want to go down Lance. You are not made from the same salts that I am. You cannot live up to yourself if you ruin someone’s life. But you are one step ahead, I will give you that, I reckon you should back off however, because otherwise I am going to hurt you.
Back to the topic at hand, Evan, you were foolish enough to stand before a man that is the world champion and try to tell him exactly how things are going to go down here in nCw. I am not quite sure who you think you are, or as mentioned before, even if you know, but the fact of the matter is that Brad Kane became the champion without your help, and he will continue to exist without you. You are the man that came in here bound and determined to show the world that you could destroy the factions closing in on him, some people see you as a hero…I see you as a man that is doing nothing more than looking for the easiest way to the top. That is not an attribute of a hero, but rather the definition of laziness. Evan Andrews you can threaten to put me away, I have heard it over and over through my career. But I still stand before you and I will still be in that ring on Sunday. Odds are severely against you in this match Evan. Let me leave you with two things to think about. Brad Kane would rather see me win because I was a better friend and brother than you will ever be, and your father is dead and you are following in his footsteps. I feel sorry for your son. I feel sorry for you.