Post by Xander Famularo on Apr 5, 2012 21:48:57 GMT -6
I don’t know what to say that hasn’t already been said Verona, and I will be honest, the way I have been feeling this past week, perhaps when this hierarchy thing started I had visions of equality and visions of doing things the right way but now my vision is jaded see, perhaps my sister was right, once a Fox always a Fox.
That is where the problem lies. Little precious Kelly, in all her infinite wisdom books my sister against a bear of a man, a tiny girl versus a giant man. This same woman who is mad because her father’s head was bounced off a desk a few times is going to go ahead and put my sister, my own flesh and blood in harms way.
And for what reason?
Because she is smarter, because Zelda is a go getter and someone who is going to get her way Roberto, someone who is talented and smart, someone who will do anything, absolutely anything to get her point across. You pleaded with Kelly Roberto; you wanted her to join your cause to see your light to open your eyes to the great destructive force that the hierarchy was. You wanted to see something that wasn’t there because when does change every truly go as efficiently as the change of power occurred here.
But see, transition takes time doesn’t it and even in my head it took a great deal of time. It took having to fend off both you and CDK from attacking my 110 pound sister. It took hearing Kelly talk about this match and book it for me to understand that Kelly, she isn’t meant to lead. She isn’t meant to be in charge of this place because she, in her very essence is a Fox, and Fox’s are nothing more then spineless cowards, modern day Lanista’s bending humanity for their entertainment, for the entertainment of the masses.
After pleading with Kelly, after trying to get her to see that what we were doing wasn’t bad and after dealing with you for the past month put visions of what should be in my head. I realize, this transition is only in its infant stages. Now, beyond anything else I know what has to be done.
You cut off one Fox’s head, another sprouts and unfortunately despite her closeness to my family and despite the fact that this may put my relationship with Adam in danger I don’t care anymore. I won’t sit idly by and watch my sister be put in harms way. I won’t do it anymore.
So wave your hand in the air Roberto, you won. Perhaps I was naïve in the beginning, perhaps I didn’t understand the endgame of the gravity of what I was doing but now, everything that was muddled seems so crystal clear, everything that was jaded is now completely full of excitement and vigor.
It isn’t often that I use quotes, and especially ones that have religious implications because I find then trite and uninspired but this seems to sum up my thinking after watching CDK try to separate my sister’s legs from her torso.
I once was lost, but now am found. Was blind but now I see.
The change that everyone thought the hierarchy was all about, it was a way to usher new blood to the wrestling world, it was a way to try and make people see that forward thinking is the only way to survive. Now, it is about power Roberto, and that power stems from my feelings of discomfort. They stem from my feelings of concern for the people on this roster.
If the boss is going to put a one hundred pound woman against a two hundred and sixty pound man, there is a problem there.
And that problem, like all others is one that needs to be dealt with.
And I only know how to deal with problems one way Roberto. It turns out you were right all along. Now, I start the new dynasty with your head.
{Scene opens, Zelda and Xander are walking through the woods, outside of the Famularo residence somewhere hidden in the remote region of upstate New York. Zelda looks perturbed and Xander leads her with purpose}
Zelda: What the heck are we doing?
Xander: I told you, this is important. This is something that is going to benefit you in the short run, you will be happy about it.
Zelda: It better, I hate mosquitoes!
Xander: You better get used to them. Look, I want to talk to you.
Zelda: Oh great, here we go another “Listen you should be nice to Kelly” speech, look, I am not interested. I know that Kelly is Mrs. Golden Girl that can do no wrong, but she is acting like a big huge jerk.
Xander: I agree… And I am sorry.
{Zelda’s mouth drops, she stops walking and looks at her brother who stops, his head dropping a little. He turns and she wraps her arms around him giving him a big hug}
Xander: Zelda, I was wrong. It is obvious now, that anytime Kelly feels threatened that she is going to try to hurt us, our family. In the end, friendships come and they go but family, family is the one thing that will find a way to thrive in even harsh climates.
Zelda: What does this mean?
Xander: My dad and I are in. You know that he can’t stand by and watch his little girl get thrown around by some big fat douche, and when he saw what Kelly did to us last week he was mad, I mean really mad, more upset then I have seen him in years.
Zelda: Wow, but what about Adam, where does he fit into this.
Xander: We will cross that bridge when we get to it. Adam needs to make a choice, if Kelly is going to put his little sister in jeopardy and he is going to sit idly by and allow it, then, well, the hierarchy will have to survive without him. It is time this goes to the next level. Kelly has had more then enough time to understand why we did this, she has had enough time to get it. The longer this goes, the more like her father she becomes and I won’t allow it, not again.
Zelda: Ok…
{Zelda looks up to her big brother as he reaches a clearing. A single massive oak stands in the center of the opening. Xander walks up to the giant tree and puts his hand on it, under his hand there is no bark, it is completely bare and resembles the size of a human fist. On either side of the ground, there are two mounds of dirt}
Zelda: What the hell kind of weird culty crap is this bro?
Xander: This is where Dad taught me how to throw the widowmaker, this is where Dad and I buried dark pieces of our past and this is where you will learn the art of the families most devastating weapon.
Zelda: What are you talking about?
Xander: I am going to teach you how to throw the widowmaker punch.
Zelda: Holy ****! Really, that is so awesome!
Xander: Don’t thank me yet.
Zelda: Hey, what are these mounds of dirt?
Xander: The corpses of fallen foes.
Zelda: Really?
Xander: No, not really. Well, kind of but, never mind. That is for another day.
Zelda: So what do I do…
Xander: Punch the tree.
Zelda: No way.
Xander: Ok, your choice, be a wussy face…
{Xander turns and behind her you see Zelda wind up and throw a punch at the barkless center of the tree, a string of profanity that would make her father happy stream freely from her mouth as the scene fades}
You know Roberto, I feel bad for you in a way. You should be higher then you are, you should be at the very top of the card. You try hard, you work hard and you re excellent at what you do. It just seems that no matter how good you are, or how far along you are in your career there is always someone just a little higher then you, there is always someone who wrestles just a little better then you.
And you have had success don’t get me wrong, it is just the obvious. When I was wasting my time with Jimmy Zane in the Road to the Gold, it was you I should’ve been facing. When I faced Lex, Zane and Todd last month, I feel you should’ve been there as well but the cards just haven’t lined up.
And as much as I hate to say this Roberto, as much as it pains me to admit it, sometimes the best things don’t happen to the best people. I have now, been on a singles match winning streak of eleven months, it is unprecedented, it is unheard of and it is something that will surely be talked about for years to come, and you, you in my opinion have all the charisma, all the talent and all the drive that I have.
So what is the difference Roberto?
I think it lies in the fact that I am boisterous, I am loud, I do things will a bang and not a whimper. You, you accomplish amazing tasks and defeat the very best wrestlers in this place but, you do so under the radar. So, how is it that you can make a splash, create a wave that will carry its way right to the front office, right in front of their faces so that there is no way that it can be ignored.
You can defeat me.
That is what you need. I represent the great change in your career, the moment that I defeated you for the X Championship is the day that you started second guessing yourself, and you can deny it to whoever you want, and sure you won a national title and had an incredibly impressive reign but you haven’t been the same Roberto.
Defeat me, I am that blemish in your career, I am the man right now. The uncrowned champion of nCw, the man who has now lost two belts without being pinned, the real champion.
The placeholders can say they are the champions, but they know that at any point I get that urge again I will come to them and take what is mine. You know that Roberto, I wanted your title and I went through hell to get it.
And I did get it didn’t I?
Roberto, whether you like me or not is inconsequential, whether you respect my decisions or not are not of my concern. I am concerned with one thing and one thing only, and that is my desire to be the best. My desire to maintain myself as the most dominating and impressive superstar on the roster.
And you aren’t going to stop me. You aren’t going to be the one to take my streak. It has been eleven months since I have tasted singles defeat, and a year is so close that I can’t stop now.
I won’t stop.
{Scene opens, Zelda and Xander walk into the living room, Zelda’s hand is wrapped in a towel which is stained with blood. She walks through the room and to the bathroom, where she closes the door. Gib turns his head from the couch}
Gib: Where did Zelda go?
Xander: She went to clean her hand.
Gib: What happened?
Xander: The same thing that happened to your hand, the same thing that happened to my hand.
Gib: I told you, my little girl isn’t going through that.
{He stands up and stands nose to nose with Xander, who doesn’t back down}
Xander: She needs that. She needs the family weapon, the one thing that sets us apart. And she needs it very soon. We can’t do this, we can’t fight this battle unarmed. Removing Leonard was easy, nobody liked him and nobody misses him, but if we are going to fight this battle, we are going to need to be armed.
{Gib lowers his head, furrowing his brow.}
Gib: You are right boy, that is smart. Good choice.
{He extends his hand and pulls his son in}
Gib: I just hope she can handle this, without going over the edge.
Xander: No, she needs to go over the edge. We all need to.
{Gib looks at him, and in a fleeting moment you see a touch of fear in his eyes, which is soon replaced by understanding. He nods and releases his son from the hug}
Gib: We do this all or nothing.
Xander: I choose all…
Gib: I was afraid you would say that.
{Scene fades}
That is where the problem lies. Little precious Kelly, in all her infinite wisdom books my sister against a bear of a man, a tiny girl versus a giant man. This same woman who is mad because her father’s head was bounced off a desk a few times is going to go ahead and put my sister, my own flesh and blood in harms way.
And for what reason?
Because she is smarter, because Zelda is a go getter and someone who is going to get her way Roberto, someone who is talented and smart, someone who will do anything, absolutely anything to get her point across. You pleaded with Kelly Roberto; you wanted her to join your cause to see your light to open your eyes to the great destructive force that the hierarchy was. You wanted to see something that wasn’t there because when does change every truly go as efficiently as the change of power occurred here.
But see, transition takes time doesn’t it and even in my head it took a great deal of time. It took having to fend off both you and CDK from attacking my 110 pound sister. It took hearing Kelly talk about this match and book it for me to understand that Kelly, she isn’t meant to lead. She isn’t meant to be in charge of this place because she, in her very essence is a Fox, and Fox’s are nothing more then spineless cowards, modern day Lanista’s bending humanity for their entertainment, for the entertainment of the masses.
After pleading with Kelly, after trying to get her to see that what we were doing wasn’t bad and after dealing with you for the past month put visions of what should be in my head. I realize, this transition is only in its infant stages. Now, beyond anything else I know what has to be done.
You cut off one Fox’s head, another sprouts and unfortunately despite her closeness to my family and despite the fact that this may put my relationship with Adam in danger I don’t care anymore. I won’t sit idly by and watch my sister be put in harms way. I won’t do it anymore.
So wave your hand in the air Roberto, you won. Perhaps I was naïve in the beginning, perhaps I didn’t understand the endgame of the gravity of what I was doing but now, everything that was muddled seems so crystal clear, everything that was jaded is now completely full of excitement and vigor.
It isn’t often that I use quotes, and especially ones that have religious implications because I find then trite and uninspired but this seems to sum up my thinking after watching CDK try to separate my sister’s legs from her torso.
I once was lost, but now am found. Was blind but now I see.
The change that everyone thought the hierarchy was all about, it was a way to usher new blood to the wrestling world, it was a way to try and make people see that forward thinking is the only way to survive. Now, it is about power Roberto, and that power stems from my feelings of discomfort. They stem from my feelings of concern for the people on this roster.
If the boss is going to put a one hundred pound woman against a two hundred and sixty pound man, there is a problem there.
And that problem, like all others is one that needs to be dealt with.
And I only know how to deal with problems one way Roberto. It turns out you were right all along. Now, I start the new dynasty with your head.
{Scene opens, Zelda and Xander are walking through the woods, outside of the Famularo residence somewhere hidden in the remote region of upstate New York. Zelda looks perturbed and Xander leads her with purpose}
Zelda: What the heck are we doing?
Xander: I told you, this is important. This is something that is going to benefit you in the short run, you will be happy about it.
Zelda: It better, I hate mosquitoes!
Xander: You better get used to them. Look, I want to talk to you.
Zelda: Oh great, here we go another “Listen you should be nice to Kelly” speech, look, I am not interested. I know that Kelly is Mrs. Golden Girl that can do no wrong, but she is acting like a big huge jerk.
Xander: I agree… And I am sorry.
{Zelda’s mouth drops, she stops walking and looks at her brother who stops, his head dropping a little. He turns and she wraps her arms around him giving him a big hug}
Xander: Zelda, I was wrong. It is obvious now, that anytime Kelly feels threatened that she is going to try to hurt us, our family. In the end, friendships come and they go but family, family is the one thing that will find a way to thrive in even harsh climates.
Zelda: What does this mean?
Xander: My dad and I are in. You know that he can’t stand by and watch his little girl get thrown around by some big fat douche, and when he saw what Kelly did to us last week he was mad, I mean really mad, more upset then I have seen him in years.
Zelda: Wow, but what about Adam, where does he fit into this.
Xander: We will cross that bridge when we get to it. Adam needs to make a choice, if Kelly is going to put his little sister in jeopardy and he is going to sit idly by and allow it, then, well, the hierarchy will have to survive without him. It is time this goes to the next level. Kelly has had more then enough time to understand why we did this, she has had enough time to get it. The longer this goes, the more like her father she becomes and I won’t allow it, not again.
Zelda: Ok…
{Zelda looks up to her big brother as he reaches a clearing. A single massive oak stands in the center of the opening. Xander walks up to the giant tree and puts his hand on it, under his hand there is no bark, it is completely bare and resembles the size of a human fist. On either side of the ground, there are two mounds of dirt}
Zelda: What the hell kind of weird culty crap is this bro?
Xander: This is where Dad taught me how to throw the widowmaker, this is where Dad and I buried dark pieces of our past and this is where you will learn the art of the families most devastating weapon.
Zelda: What are you talking about?
Xander: I am going to teach you how to throw the widowmaker punch.
Zelda: Holy ****! Really, that is so awesome!
Xander: Don’t thank me yet.
Zelda: Hey, what are these mounds of dirt?
Xander: The corpses of fallen foes.
Zelda: Really?
Xander: No, not really. Well, kind of but, never mind. That is for another day.
Zelda: So what do I do…
Xander: Punch the tree.
Zelda: No way.
Xander: Ok, your choice, be a wussy face…
{Xander turns and behind her you see Zelda wind up and throw a punch at the barkless center of the tree, a string of profanity that would make her father happy stream freely from her mouth as the scene fades}
You know Roberto, I feel bad for you in a way. You should be higher then you are, you should be at the very top of the card. You try hard, you work hard and you re excellent at what you do. It just seems that no matter how good you are, or how far along you are in your career there is always someone just a little higher then you, there is always someone who wrestles just a little better then you.
And you have had success don’t get me wrong, it is just the obvious. When I was wasting my time with Jimmy Zane in the Road to the Gold, it was you I should’ve been facing. When I faced Lex, Zane and Todd last month, I feel you should’ve been there as well but the cards just haven’t lined up.
And as much as I hate to say this Roberto, as much as it pains me to admit it, sometimes the best things don’t happen to the best people. I have now, been on a singles match winning streak of eleven months, it is unprecedented, it is unheard of and it is something that will surely be talked about for years to come, and you, you in my opinion have all the charisma, all the talent and all the drive that I have.
So what is the difference Roberto?
I think it lies in the fact that I am boisterous, I am loud, I do things will a bang and not a whimper. You, you accomplish amazing tasks and defeat the very best wrestlers in this place but, you do so under the radar. So, how is it that you can make a splash, create a wave that will carry its way right to the front office, right in front of their faces so that there is no way that it can be ignored.
You can defeat me.
That is what you need. I represent the great change in your career, the moment that I defeated you for the X Championship is the day that you started second guessing yourself, and you can deny it to whoever you want, and sure you won a national title and had an incredibly impressive reign but you haven’t been the same Roberto.
Defeat me, I am that blemish in your career, I am the man right now. The uncrowned champion of nCw, the man who has now lost two belts without being pinned, the real champion.
The placeholders can say they are the champions, but they know that at any point I get that urge again I will come to them and take what is mine. You know that Roberto, I wanted your title and I went through hell to get it.
And I did get it didn’t I?
Roberto, whether you like me or not is inconsequential, whether you respect my decisions or not are not of my concern. I am concerned with one thing and one thing only, and that is my desire to be the best. My desire to maintain myself as the most dominating and impressive superstar on the roster.
And you aren’t going to stop me. You aren’t going to be the one to take my streak. It has been eleven months since I have tasted singles defeat, and a year is so close that I can’t stop now.
I won’t stop.
{Scene opens, Zelda and Xander walk into the living room, Zelda’s hand is wrapped in a towel which is stained with blood. She walks through the room and to the bathroom, where she closes the door. Gib turns his head from the couch}
Gib: Where did Zelda go?
Xander: She went to clean her hand.
Gib: What happened?
Xander: The same thing that happened to your hand, the same thing that happened to my hand.
Gib: I told you, my little girl isn’t going through that.
{He stands up and stands nose to nose with Xander, who doesn’t back down}
Xander: She needs that. She needs the family weapon, the one thing that sets us apart. And she needs it very soon. We can’t do this, we can’t fight this battle unarmed. Removing Leonard was easy, nobody liked him and nobody misses him, but if we are going to fight this battle, we are going to need to be armed.
{Gib lowers his head, furrowing his brow.}
Gib: You are right boy, that is smart. Good choice.
{He extends his hand and pulls his son in}
Gib: I just hope she can handle this, without going over the edge.
Xander: No, she needs to go over the edge. We all need to.
{Gib looks at him, and in a fleeting moment you see a touch of fear in his eyes, which is soon replaced by understanding. He nods and releases his son from the hug}
Gib: We do this all or nothing.
Xander: I choose all…
Gib: I was afraid you would say that.
{Scene fades}