Post by Xander Famularo on Mar 1, 2012 7:56:49 GMT -6
It is amazing how quickly things can fall apart.
Piece by piece, I built a legacy; I made a name for myself forged among the pile of bodies I left in my wake. I broke free of my father’s name, tore through the roster in a single year leaving nothing but broken dreams in my path. I made my way to the very top, in a way that no man has ever done before.
I did it…
I became the best…
And still, to this day I have not lost a singles match since A Night to Remember. But for some reason, people think my time has passed. They think my hierarchy was a failed experiment all while turning a blind eye to the real purpose of it. A purpose which still stands strong and tall, and that is Kelly being the one in charge. Why would you need a revolution? Why would you need some great change, the change has occurred and I dare any one of you to find a single act of favoritism or tiny infraction of fairness.
You won’t be able to. We have played by the rules. And of course we expected Kelly to come around, and she hasn’t really made it there yet but ultimately she will and this whole game will have purpose.
Everyone expects it this week right, everyone expects Xander to fail, to falter and finally show that he is a human, that he can be stopped. To the naysayers and doubters I welcome those words, I welcome the feelings that my time is over, I welcome the thought process that I become the underdog again, it has been so long since I have been considered the underdog, and perhaps that is the moniker I need in order to maintain my position at the top of this company.
My opponents know what they are up against, they know that no nCw superstar has been as dominant for as long as I have been and I know that I have shown signs of weakness the past month, I know that the odds are stacked against me and rarely does a champion walk out of a multi-man match with the title.
I walked out of the assault X match as the X Champions
I walked out of the Coliseum with the title of Gladiator.
I walk forward, each and every time I am faced with a unique challenge, every single time I am told that I can’t I show everyone that I can. I am not offended that the world is against me. I am not upset that I still haven't earned the respect I feel I deserve.
I just have to continue doing what I have been doing. I must continue clearing hurdles, I must continue crossing bridges, I must continue adding prestige to the title that I used to look at, a title that seemed so distant that I never thought I would attain it a title that I can hold longer then any other man has ever held in this federation.
I am one moment away.
I have on obstacle to clear and my name will forever be remembered… The same way that Lance Ryan’s name is remembered, the same way that Falcon’s name is remembered and the same way that my mentor, Adam Knite’s name is remembered I will be remembered.
As the very best…
As the champion…
As a legend.
{Scene opens to the home of one mister Gibford Aluicious Famularo, he sits on the couch with his daughter Zelda, and she is pushing a controller in his hand, he playfully resists before taking it as the camera moves beyond the living room and towards the stairs that lead to the basement. The camera travels downstairs to the training facility. Inside the training facility. Adam and Xander stand in the center of the ring, they are doing squatters, Adam effortlessly does them as Xander is starting to struggle, his conditioning level nowhere near that of Adam Knite.
{Adam stops and rolls to his bottom, sitting in the ring. Xander stops and walks towards the corner resting his head on the top turnbuckle.}
Adam: What has happened to you?
Xander: What do you mean?
Adam: It is like you have lost your fire, your passion. I feel like you are crawling back to your old ways, focusing on building strength and power as opposed to building the total package. You should be able to keep up with me.
Xander: I don’t know what is wrong…
{Adam stands and walks over to the opposite corner}
Adam: I think it has something to do with getting comfortable.
Xander: Well, I have been the champion for the title.
Adam: I don’t mean as the champ…
{Xander turns and looks at him, then he nods}
Xander: I know. I have made the connection as well. When I was with Angelina, I became content and lost matches for an extended period of time. It is like, when I am in the entry stages, everything is great. I am training, because I am trying to impress her and then when I get the girl it is like, well, I don’t know.
Adam: Look, I know that love or lust or whatever is important, and that you need that part of your life. But you need to find the medium, you have too. You can be a successful wrestler and a successful partner. You need to find the motivation to make it happen.
Xander: I have the motivation.
Adam: What is it?
Xander: To be the best.
Adam: Then let’s see it.
{The two storm to the center of the ring and tie up as the scene fades}
The passion has been gone. I know, I have become lackadaisical on my training, I have stopped striving like I was a couple short months ago, when nothing would interrupt my training, when no one could gain the upper hand on me because I was the best trained, most efficient and most prepared wrestler in the match.
But that doesn’t change the fact that I am still the most capable superstar in the match Sunday. I am still the champion, I am still number one and I will be number one until someone is able to tear this title off my waist. And I promise you, this won’t come easy.
Todd. I know, that belt shot last week, that wasn’t an accident but honestly I am not mad. I could care less. We have been through the bromantical break up, we have gone at each other for two months now and I understand how this game is played. I understand that you tried everything you could to defeat me last month and you were unable to do it. You took the foreign object approach, you hit me with everything you had and to your credit you had me defeated.
You just needed to stand.
To rise…
But like Jimmy Zane in a roomful of college co-eds, you just couldn’t get up, you couldn’t push past the pain. I was defeated, I was so far in Retardville that I at that point couldn’t tell my ass from a hole in the ground. But you just don’t have the finishing power, you can’t drive beyond that which causes difficulty and that in itself was the very reason that you will never hold this title as long as I am around.
Because you may hold some of the same intrinsic qualities that I hold, but in each and every respect I am just a little better. I am a little more focused, I am a little more resilient.
I am better Todd. There is nothing that you can do that I can’t.
This title isn’t in your future. I love you, I understand why you hit me with the belt but next weekend it will all be for naught, because I am going to tear you apart, first physically and then mentally, until you break.
I will leave those pieces for Crystal to pick up and put back together.
{Xander stands in front of a heavy bag, staring at his cell phone, Adam is nowhere in the immediate area, the camera looks over his shoulder and we see that there are 5 missed calls, he shakes his head, hitting redial, it goes straight to voicemail and he talks}
Xander: Look, Jenny I am not avoiding you. I promise you that. I care about you, probably more then I have ever cared about a woman that wasn’t my mother but I need to stop this week. I need to lay off just this one week.
{he pauses}
Xander: I hope you understand, I have to train, I have to prepare. I can’t lose this week.
{He starts to close the phone, then he puts it back up to his ear}
Xander: Jenny I lo…
{The voice mail cuts him off at that point he closes the phone while mumbling profanity under his breath}
Jimmy, James, I won’t take the low road here, I am not going to pull a Jimmy Zane. Your mood swings are like those of a chocolate crazed woman going through menopause. First you want to be friends, then you apologize for being a dick then you act like nothing happened all while stabbing me in the back again.
You are the most self important delusional person I have ever been in contact with there Jimmy, and that is saying a lot, growing up the son of a famous wrestler, you meet a lot of freaks, as I am sure that you know. The key to this, is not becoming one. I obviously succeeded in this endeavor and you, well, you failed, and then failed, and then failed.
You can try to get in Todd’s head all you want by saying that I was happy that he won that Riot, and I was. But it wasn’t because I didn’t think he could beat me. Now, this day after taking every single thing he had to give I know that he can’t beat me, but at that point he posed the greatest threat.
You, however, I celebrated when you got a title shot. Because I know, that this Sunday you have no chance of taking my title, you have no chance of defeating me.
I just wonder how many times I have to beat you before you realize it Jimmy. Any world that you are capable of defeating me is a world that I obviously have no part in. In the first round of the Road to the Gold, you came into the match apathetic, thinking once again that the world gave you the short straw.
Man, if you had defeated me, think of where you could be now.
But you didn’t defeat me did you? You have toiled for too long; this very well could be your only chance Jimmy. Don’t you dare disrespect me like you did when we met last time because if you do, I promise you that this will be your last match in nCw. I hope that all this renewed bravado and new lease on life is better then the last one.
Because James Wolfe, that my friend was retarded in every sense of the word.
{Scene opens to Xander’s room, he is laying in bed, asleep. In stomps his father who unceremoniously stumbles into his room, sitting down on a chair next to his bed, he roughs his son around to awaken him}
Gib: Listen, cockpuffer. I know, Sense represents the man that you just can’t beat. He is the dude that you have never had success against and I will be honest, this dude is a monster. He kind of makes you look like a little fairy riding a unicorns back on a rainbow while he ****s skittles.
{Xander sits up, looking with a confused look}
Gib: Everyone has that guy, the one that they are unable to best in the ring, for me it was Kristoff, for Adam it was me. There is always one person, and eventually you get that win. There is nothing better then that win, except possible running the sexual racial gauntlet. But remember boy, you are a monster, you have that side too. To beat Lex, you might just have to awaken that part of you.
{As quickly as he entered the room he leaves, staggering out. Smashing into everything as he goes, Xander mumbles “what the ****” to himself before laying down, the scene fading again}
Lex, everyone thinks you are the favorite in this match, and you know what I don’t blame them. We have crossed paths twice in the last 6 months, and both times the match has ended with you pinning me, you should feel proud Lex, you are the only man to have pinned me since A Night to Remember.
But, you also lost to Seth Evans, and I think that has to even out somehow. I know what this all comes down to Lex, you are driven to be the best and that mixed with the fact that you still have a bone to pick with me for the time Maniac and I blind sided you, and honestly I don’t blame you.
I was a different man then Lex, and so were you. You have developed into a man who tore Angel apart piece by piece, rendering him unable to continue wrestling anymore. You have become a monster in every sense of the word. You went from being a joke, a common sideshow attraction to one of the most feared and respected competitors in this federation.
I have watched, knowing that this moment would come, I have waited for this challenge, the time when we faced in the ring and unfortunately it isn’t one on one because I would love to challenge myself against you in singles competition, but Lex understand this. You have taken from me a great deal of confidence and a great deal of pride.
I intend on tearing them back from you, I intend on breaking you and pushing you to your very limits. And as long as that happens, as long as I see that you are human, then I will be able to beat you, then I will be able to hold my title for another period of time.
You may be the future Lex, but this is the present. I am the very pinnacle of this business, I am the man who everyone wants to be like.
I am the top of the hierarchy.
And you, you just aren’t there yet. I am not ready to give in.
And I won’t.
Piece by piece, I built a legacy; I made a name for myself forged among the pile of bodies I left in my wake. I broke free of my father’s name, tore through the roster in a single year leaving nothing but broken dreams in my path. I made my way to the very top, in a way that no man has ever done before.
I did it…
I became the best…
And still, to this day I have not lost a singles match since A Night to Remember. But for some reason, people think my time has passed. They think my hierarchy was a failed experiment all while turning a blind eye to the real purpose of it. A purpose which still stands strong and tall, and that is Kelly being the one in charge. Why would you need a revolution? Why would you need some great change, the change has occurred and I dare any one of you to find a single act of favoritism or tiny infraction of fairness.
You won’t be able to. We have played by the rules. And of course we expected Kelly to come around, and she hasn’t really made it there yet but ultimately she will and this whole game will have purpose.
Everyone expects it this week right, everyone expects Xander to fail, to falter and finally show that he is a human, that he can be stopped. To the naysayers and doubters I welcome those words, I welcome the feelings that my time is over, I welcome the thought process that I become the underdog again, it has been so long since I have been considered the underdog, and perhaps that is the moniker I need in order to maintain my position at the top of this company.
My opponents know what they are up against, they know that no nCw superstar has been as dominant for as long as I have been and I know that I have shown signs of weakness the past month, I know that the odds are stacked against me and rarely does a champion walk out of a multi-man match with the title.
I walked out of the assault X match as the X Champions
I walked out of the Coliseum with the title of Gladiator.
I walk forward, each and every time I am faced with a unique challenge, every single time I am told that I can’t I show everyone that I can. I am not offended that the world is against me. I am not upset that I still haven't earned the respect I feel I deserve.
I just have to continue doing what I have been doing. I must continue clearing hurdles, I must continue crossing bridges, I must continue adding prestige to the title that I used to look at, a title that seemed so distant that I never thought I would attain it a title that I can hold longer then any other man has ever held in this federation.
I am one moment away.
I have on obstacle to clear and my name will forever be remembered… The same way that Lance Ryan’s name is remembered, the same way that Falcon’s name is remembered and the same way that my mentor, Adam Knite’s name is remembered I will be remembered.
As the very best…
As the champion…
As a legend.
{Scene opens to the home of one mister Gibford Aluicious Famularo, he sits on the couch with his daughter Zelda, and she is pushing a controller in his hand, he playfully resists before taking it as the camera moves beyond the living room and towards the stairs that lead to the basement. The camera travels downstairs to the training facility. Inside the training facility. Adam and Xander stand in the center of the ring, they are doing squatters, Adam effortlessly does them as Xander is starting to struggle, his conditioning level nowhere near that of Adam Knite.
{Adam stops and rolls to his bottom, sitting in the ring. Xander stops and walks towards the corner resting his head on the top turnbuckle.}
Adam: What has happened to you?
Xander: What do you mean?
Adam: It is like you have lost your fire, your passion. I feel like you are crawling back to your old ways, focusing on building strength and power as opposed to building the total package. You should be able to keep up with me.
Xander: I don’t know what is wrong…
{Adam stands and walks over to the opposite corner}
Adam: I think it has something to do with getting comfortable.
Xander: Well, I have been the champion for the title.
Adam: I don’t mean as the champ…
{Xander turns and looks at him, then he nods}
Xander: I know. I have made the connection as well. When I was with Angelina, I became content and lost matches for an extended period of time. It is like, when I am in the entry stages, everything is great. I am training, because I am trying to impress her and then when I get the girl it is like, well, I don’t know.
Adam: Look, I know that love or lust or whatever is important, and that you need that part of your life. But you need to find the medium, you have too. You can be a successful wrestler and a successful partner. You need to find the motivation to make it happen.
Xander: I have the motivation.
Adam: What is it?
Xander: To be the best.
Adam: Then let’s see it.
{The two storm to the center of the ring and tie up as the scene fades}
The passion has been gone. I know, I have become lackadaisical on my training, I have stopped striving like I was a couple short months ago, when nothing would interrupt my training, when no one could gain the upper hand on me because I was the best trained, most efficient and most prepared wrestler in the match.
But that doesn’t change the fact that I am still the most capable superstar in the match Sunday. I am still the champion, I am still number one and I will be number one until someone is able to tear this title off my waist. And I promise you, this won’t come easy.
Todd. I know, that belt shot last week, that wasn’t an accident but honestly I am not mad. I could care less. We have been through the bromantical break up, we have gone at each other for two months now and I understand how this game is played. I understand that you tried everything you could to defeat me last month and you were unable to do it. You took the foreign object approach, you hit me with everything you had and to your credit you had me defeated.
You just needed to stand.
To rise…
But like Jimmy Zane in a roomful of college co-eds, you just couldn’t get up, you couldn’t push past the pain. I was defeated, I was so far in Retardville that I at that point couldn’t tell my ass from a hole in the ground. But you just don’t have the finishing power, you can’t drive beyond that which causes difficulty and that in itself was the very reason that you will never hold this title as long as I am around.
Because you may hold some of the same intrinsic qualities that I hold, but in each and every respect I am just a little better. I am a little more focused, I am a little more resilient.
I am better Todd. There is nothing that you can do that I can’t.
This title isn’t in your future. I love you, I understand why you hit me with the belt but next weekend it will all be for naught, because I am going to tear you apart, first physically and then mentally, until you break.
I will leave those pieces for Crystal to pick up and put back together.
{Xander stands in front of a heavy bag, staring at his cell phone, Adam is nowhere in the immediate area, the camera looks over his shoulder and we see that there are 5 missed calls, he shakes his head, hitting redial, it goes straight to voicemail and he talks}
Xander: Look, Jenny I am not avoiding you. I promise you that. I care about you, probably more then I have ever cared about a woman that wasn’t my mother but I need to stop this week. I need to lay off just this one week.
{he pauses}
Xander: I hope you understand, I have to train, I have to prepare. I can’t lose this week.
{He starts to close the phone, then he puts it back up to his ear}
Xander: Jenny I lo…
{The voice mail cuts him off at that point he closes the phone while mumbling profanity under his breath}
Jimmy, James, I won’t take the low road here, I am not going to pull a Jimmy Zane. Your mood swings are like those of a chocolate crazed woman going through menopause. First you want to be friends, then you apologize for being a dick then you act like nothing happened all while stabbing me in the back again.
You are the most self important delusional person I have ever been in contact with there Jimmy, and that is saying a lot, growing up the son of a famous wrestler, you meet a lot of freaks, as I am sure that you know. The key to this, is not becoming one. I obviously succeeded in this endeavor and you, well, you failed, and then failed, and then failed.
You can try to get in Todd’s head all you want by saying that I was happy that he won that Riot, and I was. But it wasn’t because I didn’t think he could beat me. Now, this day after taking every single thing he had to give I know that he can’t beat me, but at that point he posed the greatest threat.
You, however, I celebrated when you got a title shot. Because I know, that this Sunday you have no chance of taking my title, you have no chance of defeating me.
I just wonder how many times I have to beat you before you realize it Jimmy. Any world that you are capable of defeating me is a world that I obviously have no part in. In the first round of the Road to the Gold, you came into the match apathetic, thinking once again that the world gave you the short straw.
Man, if you had defeated me, think of where you could be now.
But you didn’t defeat me did you? You have toiled for too long; this very well could be your only chance Jimmy. Don’t you dare disrespect me like you did when we met last time because if you do, I promise you that this will be your last match in nCw. I hope that all this renewed bravado and new lease on life is better then the last one.
Because James Wolfe, that my friend was retarded in every sense of the word.
{Scene opens to Xander’s room, he is laying in bed, asleep. In stomps his father who unceremoniously stumbles into his room, sitting down on a chair next to his bed, he roughs his son around to awaken him}
Gib: Listen, cockpuffer. I know, Sense represents the man that you just can’t beat. He is the dude that you have never had success against and I will be honest, this dude is a monster. He kind of makes you look like a little fairy riding a unicorns back on a rainbow while he ****s skittles.
{Xander sits up, looking with a confused look}
Gib: Everyone has that guy, the one that they are unable to best in the ring, for me it was Kristoff, for Adam it was me. There is always one person, and eventually you get that win. There is nothing better then that win, except possible running the sexual racial gauntlet. But remember boy, you are a monster, you have that side too. To beat Lex, you might just have to awaken that part of you.
{As quickly as he entered the room he leaves, staggering out. Smashing into everything as he goes, Xander mumbles “what the ****” to himself before laying down, the scene fading again}
Lex, everyone thinks you are the favorite in this match, and you know what I don’t blame them. We have crossed paths twice in the last 6 months, and both times the match has ended with you pinning me, you should feel proud Lex, you are the only man to have pinned me since A Night to Remember.
But, you also lost to Seth Evans, and I think that has to even out somehow. I know what this all comes down to Lex, you are driven to be the best and that mixed with the fact that you still have a bone to pick with me for the time Maniac and I blind sided you, and honestly I don’t blame you.
I was a different man then Lex, and so were you. You have developed into a man who tore Angel apart piece by piece, rendering him unable to continue wrestling anymore. You have become a monster in every sense of the word. You went from being a joke, a common sideshow attraction to one of the most feared and respected competitors in this federation.
I have watched, knowing that this moment would come, I have waited for this challenge, the time when we faced in the ring and unfortunately it isn’t one on one because I would love to challenge myself against you in singles competition, but Lex understand this. You have taken from me a great deal of confidence and a great deal of pride.
I intend on tearing them back from you, I intend on breaking you and pushing you to your very limits. And as long as that happens, as long as I see that you are human, then I will be able to beat you, then I will be able to hold my title for another period of time.
You may be the future Lex, but this is the present. I am the very pinnacle of this business, I am the man who everyone wants to be like.
I am the top of the hierarchy.
And you, you just aren’t there yet. I am not ready to give in.
And I won’t.
