Post by Curtis D. Kanyon on Oct 30, 2011 3:27:52 GMT -6
*The scene opens on hearts. A bunch of hearts on a white back drop. The camera pulls out to reveal it's underwear! Boxers in fact! And they are on someone! It's none other than Curtis D. Kanyon!*
Curtis: Oops!
*Curtis pulls up his pants and Chad Lights walks up to him.*
Chad: That was disturbing.
Curtis: It seems I was caught with my pants down! That's exactly what Jason/Steve didn't want! Oh no! What am I going to do? I mean, he's going too...going too...I don't know. What exactly was he going to do? I'd like to see him do something about it! But now that I have been caught with my pants down, it's out of the way. And it will not happen this Sunday.
Chad: What makes you so confident?
Curtis: Look at me. Now look at Jason. Now look at me again. Now look at Jason. Now I'm on a horse.
Chad: No you're not.
Curtis: Oh right. But yeah, look at him, then me. He says he's sexier, I don't see it. He says he's better, I don't see it. No, it's all me. I'm awesome. I'm amazing. I will **** some **** up this weekend. I'm a former world champion. A soon to be two time world champion! Jason has fallen down the ladder of success, I only went down a rung, and now I'm back up. I know I'm that damn good. I am the NCW MVP.
Chad: Okay...well, it has been awhile since you two met in a ring, he vows this time will be different.
Curtis: If by "different," you mean "more sucky?" Because then I agree. Jason/Steve is not on the level he used to be, and that level was already pretty low as it was. I'm not guaranteeing I will win, but I'm saying if you live in Vegas, place your damn bets on me, because I have the advantage. I mean, I just came off of the best world title match ever shown on Collision, so I'm pumped and ready to go.
Chad: It was a hell of a match. You came so close to winning.
Curtis: I should have won. But just because I lost this shot doesn't mean it's over. It's not over by a longshot. If Awesome wins, I can attack him and make his life hell until he gives me another shot. If Xander wins, he owes me for weakening Steve and giving him the title. Bottom line. But that's down the road. That is a discussion for future Curtis and future Chad. Right here and now, I'm fighting Jason, and I can't wait to take my anger out on him. Then I go where the wind takes me.
Chad: You've only had two matches since your concussion, are you sure you didn't come back early? You sure you're not premature.
Curtis: I'm never premature. But I've wrestled with worse. I was thrown from twenty feet in the air, onto concrete. I wrestled the next show. I won the world title one month after that. I've been injured plenty of times. I work through it. I have a high threshold for pain. Heh heh. I have the best of everything. I'm the be all, end all wrestler. I will take whatever Jason can dish out and then some. I go this Chad.
Chad: If not?
Curtis: If not, then I helped a guy move up the ladder a little bit, and I move on. I have nothing to prove against Jason for he has nothing I want, and I've already beaten him plenty in the past. But he's hung up on his lady friend that left him, only he's too damn stupid to realize it. She actually wanted to run off with someone else, came up with a kidnap gimmick, and ran off. It's so obvious. But she's stringing him along. Oh well. He'll learn some day. After I put him in the hospital, he'll have plenty of time to think.
Chad: Thanks for your time.
Curtis: No problem. Have fun watching me kick ass on Sunday. Stay classy buddy. Bang!
*Curtis points at Chad and walks off as the scene fades.*
Curtis: Oops!
*Curtis pulls up his pants and Chad Lights walks up to him.*
Chad: That was disturbing.
Curtis: It seems I was caught with my pants down! That's exactly what Jason/Steve didn't want! Oh no! What am I going to do? I mean, he's going too...going too...I don't know. What exactly was he going to do? I'd like to see him do something about it! But now that I have been caught with my pants down, it's out of the way. And it will not happen this Sunday.
Chad: What makes you so confident?
Curtis: Look at me. Now look at Jason. Now look at me again. Now look at Jason. Now I'm on a horse.
Chad: No you're not.
Curtis: Oh right. But yeah, look at him, then me. He says he's sexier, I don't see it. He says he's better, I don't see it. No, it's all me. I'm awesome. I'm amazing. I will **** some **** up this weekend. I'm a former world champion. A soon to be two time world champion! Jason has fallen down the ladder of success, I only went down a rung, and now I'm back up. I know I'm that damn good. I am the NCW MVP.
Chad: Okay...well, it has been awhile since you two met in a ring, he vows this time will be different.
Curtis: If by "different," you mean "more sucky?" Because then I agree. Jason/Steve is not on the level he used to be, and that level was already pretty low as it was. I'm not guaranteeing I will win, but I'm saying if you live in Vegas, place your damn bets on me, because I have the advantage. I mean, I just came off of the best world title match ever shown on Collision, so I'm pumped and ready to go.
Chad: It was a hell of a match. You came so close to winning.
Curtis: I should have won. But just because I lost this shot doesn't mean it's over. It's not over by a longshot. If Awesome wins, I can attack him and make his life hell until he gives me another shot. If Xander wins, he owes me for weakening Steve and giving him the title. Bottom line. But that's down the road. That is a discussion for future Curtis and future Chad. Right here and now, I'm fighting Jason, and I can't wait to take my anger out on him. Then I go where the wind takes me.
Chad: You've only had two matches since your concussion, are you sure you didn't come back early? You sure you're not premature.
Curtis: I'm never premature. But I've wrestled with worse. I was thrown from twenty feet in the air, onto concrete. I wrestled the next show. I won the world title one month after that. I've been injured plenty of times. I work through it. I have a high threshold for pain. Heh heh. I have the best of everything. I'm the be all, end all wrestler. I will take whatever Jason can dish out and then some. I go this Chad.
Chad: If not?
Curtis: If not, then I helped a guy move up the ladder a little bit, and I move on. I have nothing to prove against Jason for he has nothing I want, and I've already beaten him plenty in the past. But he's hung up on his lady friend that left him, only he's too damn stupid to realize it. She actually wanted to run off with someone else, came up with a kidnap gimmick, and ran off. It's so obvious. But she's stringing him along. Oh well. He'll learn some day. After I put him in the hospital, he'll have plenty of time to think.
Chad: Thanks for your time.
Curtis: No problem. Have fun watching me kick ass on Sunday. Stay classy buddy. Bang!
*Curtis points at Chad and walks off as the scene fades.*
