Post by Adam Knite on Nov 27, 2010 22:30:59 GMT -6
What are you going to do Jack?
Really?
What is it that you want to accomplish?
Do you want to kill me?
Do you want to prove a point?
Or are you just defending yourself?
Are you only fighting because I struck first?
That's what I wonder about with you Manson. That's what really concerns me with you. Are you going to fight me because you think my outlook is wrong? If not, is it because you think there isn't anything wrong with my plight? So does all of this completely boil down to that fact that I came down and punched you in the mouth? Is that really the extent of your problems with me? That's great... so instead of fighting for something, instead of fighting for a purpose, instead of there being a reason that you keep fighting me, you only care about revenge, you only care about hurting me because of me trying to make an example of you. That's very intersting to me, it shows me what type of person you really are, what type of wrestler that you are.
What do you care about?
What is it that keeps pushing you forward?
Is that really it?
Is that all that matters to you?
That's very sad, all you came back for was the fame and recognition wasn't it? I was right wasn't I? That everything you wanted was just the glitter and spotlight. You don't care about NCW you just care about what you can get from NCW. Can't you see that's what I'm fighting against? Can't you see that's the very thing that NCW doesn't need? This company doesn't need people like you Manson, they don't need people who are going to only be around for as long as they find this place useful to their careers. No, NCW needs wrestlers like I, who fight for a purpose, wrestlers like I who have more in mind than Gold, wrestlers like I who will not abandon this company at the first sign of trouble like you have so many times before.
It's true and you know it. I don't care about your reasons, I don't care if you were injured... I don' know and like I just said... I don't care. I really don't. When things got the roughest, when everything was going down, when this company needed you the most, when they needed wrestlers with talent to stand up and fight for them, you left with your tail between your legs. You ran away and hid with your head in the sand until it was all over. There was nothing stopping you from standing up to all the “evil” in NCW, in fact we begged you to stop us, we demanded you to bring us down and you couldn't do it, you just couldn't bring yourself to be a hero for this company.
Now again your back, with the big fireworks.
Wanting the fans to scream your name.
Wanting everybody to tell you how great you are and how much they love you.
Wanting the fame, only because you were here before.
Wanting everybody to praise you for making your triumphant return.
That's just what grinds my gears about you Manson, that's what really pushes me to make you an example out of you. You know what you're doing, you knew what you were trying to do, but you just can't admit it, you just can't come out and say that you wanted to make a splash, despite the fact that you're a nobody, you just wanted to get everybody's attention, have them look for you, have their eyes go wide with surprise, have them really behind you. Why else would you tease the return for weeks, why else would you make the short promos, hyping your return. Think about what you did, think about the reasons you chose to do what you did, and try and tell me it wasn't propelled by greed, tell me it wasn't done with the exact intent on being pushed into the spotlight. You are everything that I said you were, you are doing exactly what I'm blaming you for, and you are too naive to notice that I'm right. You keep pointing your finger at me, you keep pointing like I'm the one who did something wrong... no...
There was nothing wrong with I did, there was not a single little detail of what I did to you that was wrong. I did it for a reason, I knew what was going on and I did every little motion with a singular purpose, with one idea in my head. To knock you down back to size, to bring you back to Earth. I have goals of being the shining light of everybody in this company , I have goals of showing them the way, how to do things with pride and honor and not just because they want to be famous or because they want title belts. Like you. I want people to look at me and see why I fought and use me as an example, use my career as a guideline for their own, use me as a way of making them better, use me as a way of being the best wrestlers they could be. If they followed you, if they did the things you did, they would always be fighting for the spotlight with their big returns, or their minimal accomplishments, expecting themselves to get all kinds of praise just because they came back from a self imposed exile.
You don't deserve any praise.
You've never deserved any honor.
You've never been good enough.
Why can't you see what we all know, why can't you just look in the mirror and say to yourself that you were nothing but a big phoney? Your two National title reigns.... they're real nice, but besides being the first National champion, you've done nothing to make your mark on this company. You've done nothing to be recognized as a corner stone of the NCW foundation. What you've done is prove that you're a talented wrestler who comes and goes as he pleases, a talented wrestler who isn't willing to work to get the fame he wants, who isn't willing to get better and grab the fan's attentions... you want to use alternate means, you want to take the easy way. You didn't want to work your way up, so you came in with the fanfare and the ticker tape parade and wanted to rise to the top right then and there.
You just didn't want to work your way back up.
You just wanted a quick path to the top.
You just wanted everything handed to you.
What you got was something handed to you alright, I handed you your ass. I handed you a smack back to reality. See Manson, I'm the king here in NCW, I'm the ruler of this company, I'm everything to this company, because I was willing ot work for that position, I was willing to crawl my way up by winning the Coliseum and becoming a champion, something you've never done, something you'll most likely never do. You'll never be one of the stars of this company because you don't have what it takes, you don't have the will power, you don't have the strong mind, you don't have the fight inside of you to make it to the top. You're weak, and lowly, you're too concerned about being liked and having fans....
You'll never get anywhere.
You'll never be good enough.
You'll never be like me.
Respected.
Feared.
A champion.
A king.
You'll never be like Adam Knite.
An idol to the fans.
A corner piece of the company.
World famous.
Because you're not willing to work for it...
And until you learn that... you can just...
Deal With It.
{Adam walks into the holding cell area and sees his little sister sitting on a bench surrounded by a bunch of the low and down trodden scum of the Earth, drooling over her, fighting for position to get her attention. Some missing teeth, tattooed and/or smelling like death. Adam lets out a loud cough to get everybody's attention, Zelda's eyes light up and see runs up to the bars and looks at Adam.}
Adam: How you holding up little sis?
Zelda: It's cool.. you see Frankie over there? He's in here for stabbing a dude!
Adam: Oh?
Zelda: With a butter knife.. A BUTTER KNIFE!
Adam: That's... that's really awesome Z. Why don't you just post the money to get out of here... hell I'll do it and get you out of here.
Zelda: Are you crazy? I don't want out of here. I'm going to stay the night like they said I'd have to.
Adam: Why?
{Zelda giggles as she looks at her brorther. She jabs him in the middle of the chest with her index finger. Adam steps back and looks at her strangly.}
Zelda: This is my badge of honor. This is proof that I stood up for myself. I'm going to wear this proudly for the rest of the night.
Adam: Alright Zelda... you sure?
Zelda: It's what you would do right? It's exactly what you did right? Stayed the night in jail after you beat the crap of Steve in his house? I'm being just like you....
{Adam reaches his hand through the bars and rubs his sister's cheek he looks at her and can't help but smile a bit at her dedication to this fight of hers. He gets in close to her ear and quietly whispers into her ear.}
Adam: I'm proud of you.
{Fade to Black.}
Really?
What is it that you want to accomplish?
Do you want to kill me?
Do you want to prove a point?
Or are you just defending yourself?
Are you only fighting because I struck first?
That's what I wonder about with you Manson. That's what really concerns me with you. Are you going to fight me because you think my outlook is wrong? If not, is it because you think there isn't anything wrong with my plight? So does all of this completely boil down to that fact that I came down and punched you in the mouth? Is that really the extent of your problems with me? That's great... so instead of fighting for something, instead of fighting for a purpose, instead of there being a reason that you keep fighting me, you only care about revenge, you only care about hurting me because of me trying to make an example of you. That's very intersting to me, it shows me what type of person you really are, what type of wrestler that you are.
What do you care about?
What is it that keeps pushing you forward?
Is that really it?
Is that all that matters to you?
That's very sad, all you came back for was the fame and recognition wasn't it? I was right wasn't I? That everything you wanted was just the glitter and spotlight. You don't care about NCW you just care about what you can get from NCW. Can't you see that's what I'm fighting against? Can't you see that's the very thing that NCW doesn't need? This company doesn't need people like you Manson, they don't need people who are going to only be around for as long as they find this place useful to their careers. No, NCW needs wrestlers like I, who fight for a purpose, wrestlers like I who have more in mind than Gold, wrestlers like I who will not abandon this company at the first sign of trouble like you have so many times before.
It's true and you know it. I don't care about your reasons, I don't care if you were injured... I don' know and like I just said... I don't care. I really don't. When things got the roughest, when everything was going down, when this company needed you the most, when they needed wrestlers with talent to stand up and fight for them, you left with your tail between your legs. You ran away and hid with your head in the sand until it was all over. There was nothing stopping you from standing up to all the “evil” in NCW, in fact we begged you to stop us, we demanded you to bring us down and you couldn't do it, you just couldn't bring yourself to be a hero for this company.
Now again your back, with the big fireworks.
Wanting the fans to scream your name.
Wanting everybody to tell you how great you are and how much they love you.
Wanting the fame, only because you were here before.
Wanting everybody to praise you for making your triumphant return.
That's just what grinds my gears about you Manson, that's what really pushes me to make you an example out of you. You know what you're doing, you knew what you were trying to do, but you just can't admit it, you just can't come out and say that you wanted to make a splash, despite the fact that you're a nobody, you just wanted to get everybody's attention, have them look for you, have their eyes go wide with surprise, have them really behind you. Why else would you tease the return for weeks, why else would you make the short promos, hyping your return. Think about what you did, think about the reasons you chose to do what you did, and try and tell me it wasn't propelled by greed, tell me it wasn't done with the exact intent on being pushed into the spotlight. You are everything that I said you were, you are doing exactly what I'm blaming you for, and you are too naive to notice that I'm right. You keep pointing your finger at me, you keep pointing like I'm the one who did something wrong... no...
There was nothing wrong with I did, there was not a single little detail of what I did to you that was wrong. I did it for a reason, I knew what was going on and I did every little motion with a singular purpose, with one idea in my head. To knock you down back to size, to bring you back to Earth. I have goals of being the shining light of everybody in this company , I have goals of showing them the way, how to do things with pride and honor and not just because they want to be famous or because they want title belts. Like you. I want people to look at me and see why I fought and use me as an example, use my career as a guideline for their own, use me as a way of making them better, use me as a way of being the best wrestlers they could be. If they followed you, if they did the things you did, they would always be fighting for the spotlight with their big returns, or their minimal accomplishments, expecting themselves to get all kinds of praise just because they came back from a self imposed exile.
You don't deserve any praise.
You've never deserved any honor.
You've never been good enough.
Why can't you see what we all know, why can't you just look in the mirror and say to yourself that you were nothing but a big phoney? Your two National title reigns.... they're real nice, but besides being the first National champion, you've done nothing to make your mark on this company. You've done nothing to be recognized as a corner stone of the NCW foundation. What you've done is prove that you're a talented wrestler who comes and goes as he pleases, a talented wrestler who isn't willing to work to get the fame he wants, who isn't willing to get better and grab the fan's attentions... you want to use alternate means, you want to take the easy way. You didn't want to work your way up, so you came in with the fanfare and the ticker tape parade and wanted to rise to the top right then and there.
You just didn't want to work your way back up.
You just wanted a quick path to the top.
You just wanted everything handed to you.
What you got was something handed to you alright, I handed you your ass. I handed you a smack back to reality. See Manson, I'm the king here in NCW, I'm the ruler of this company, I'm everything to this company, because I was willing ot work for that position, I was willing to crawl my way up by winning the Coliseum and becoming a champion, something you've never done, something you'll most likely never do. You'll never be one of the stars of this company because you don't have what it takes, you don't have the will power, you don't have the strong mind, you don't have the fight inside of you to make it to the top. You're weak, and lowly, you're too concerned about being liked and having fans....
You'll never get anywhere.
You'll never be good enough.
You'll never be like me.
Respected.
Feared.
A champion.
A king.
You'll never be like Adam Knite.
An idol to the fans.
A corner piece of the company.
World famous.
Because you're not willing to work for it...
And until you learn that... you can just...
Deal With It.
{Adam walks into the holding cell area and sees his little sister sitting on a bench surrounded by a bunch of the low and down trodden scum of the Earth, drooling over her, fighting for position to get her attention. Some missing teeth, tattooed and/or smelling like death. Adam lets out a loud cough to get everybody's attention, Zelda's eyes light up and see runs up to the bars and looks at Adam.}
Adam: How you holding up little sis?
Zelda: It's cool.. you see Frankie over there? He's in here for stabbing a dude!
Adam: Oh?
Zelda: With a butter knife.. A BUTTER KNIFE!
Adam: That's... that's really awesome Z. Why don't you just post the money to get out of here... hell I'll do it and get you out of here.
Zelda: Are you crazy? I don't want out of here. I'm going to stay the night like they said I'd have to.
Adam: Why?
{Zelda giggles as she looks at her brorther. She jabs him in the middle of the chest with her index finger. Adam steps back and looks at her strangly.}
Zelda: This is my badge of honor. This is proof that I stood up for myself. I'm going to wear this proudly for the rest of the night.
Adam: Alright Zelda... you sure?
Zelda: It's what you would do right? It's exactly what you did right? Stayed the night in jail after you beat the crap of Steve in his house? I'm being just like you....
{Adam reaches his hand through the bars and rubs his sister's cheek he looks at her and can't help but smile a bit at her dedication to this fight of hers. He gets in close to her ear and quietly whispers into her ear.}
Adam: I'm proud of you.
{Fade to Black.}