Post by Mike Laszlo on Aug 19, 2012 5:43:37 GMT -6
Mike Laszlo: “A New Dawn.”
The title of this months Pay Per View is really apropos if you ask me, considering what time it is and where I am at the moment.
Something about this promo is different. Normally we’d see a simple diatribe from the challenger for the X Championship, but at this very moment, I feel like doing things a little differently. A little more old school. Why you ask? I’m doing so to again add just a tad bit more of that nostalgic feeling to this match between old rivals.
So again, why is “A New Dawn” apropos? Well, probably because it’s about 6:43 AM in Cleveland, Ohio right now and I the man who as Ken or NV Laroux, or whatever the hell his name is, has referenced, was once known by the gimmicky name of “Slayer”, better known to you, the NCW audience, as Mike Laszlo, is outside in the glorious Metroparks of the Cleveland area, in a perfect spot, waiting for dawn to approach.
As the darkness fades away and the sky becomes that lighter shade of blue, I stand and watch as the sun slowly begins to make its way over the horizon. There I stand on the edge of the hillside, sunglasses over my face, and my one foot perched upon the top of a rock, allowing myself to lean forward and watch the sunrise.
Mike Laszlo: Ken, NV, whoever, you just don’t get it. I don’t understand your ignorance. Really, it astounds me. And to be honest and make myself perfectly clear, I don’t buy your stupid little act. Ken and NV are the same person as you have clearly made it out to be. Both of your so-called “personalities” are just as ignorant as it’s counterpart. There is no NV and no Ken. You’re “both” Ken Davison.
The hint of sarcasm in my voice was more than overbearing as it was quite obvious that I did not believe the utter lies of insanity that Ken has spewed his entire tenure here in NCW. Before I was able to continue, I couldn’t help but let out an overly sarcastic “HA!”
Mike Laszlo: It’s amusing Ken, really, it is. You and “NV” being two separate entities as if you’re being possessed by a crippling demonic force. That would be like me bring back the Slayer gimmick as my alter ego. Though I could pull it off, I don’t need to. Why you ask? Because it shows a sign of weakness. It shows that you are, how do I put this nicely? MENTALLY UNSTABLE! That’s all it is though Ken. You are just showing the world that you are not, nor have you ever been mentally empowered.
Turning toward the camera, I pull my sunglasses from my eyes and rests them on top of his head. The look of fiery passion and dead seriousness can be seen as if he were directing lasers from his eyes to take out a target. That target being, Ken Davison.
Mike Laszlo: Your mind is so weak that you were able to convince yourself that there is in fact another “you.” You convinced yourself that this “other you” takes over at times to make you that much more dangerous.
I know the truth. The truth of the matter is actually quite simple Ken. This character that you have made up in your head is a cover. He “comes out of you” when you, Ken Davison, the man, are scared and can’t come up with any type of reaction to the goings on around him. He “comes out” when you feel the most insecure as a way for you to suppress feelings and keep yourself in check. Unfortunately for you Ken, it won’t work Sunday.
The camera starts backing up as I walk forward, the rocks from the hiking path crunching below my shoes with each solid step. Again that sarcastic smile is plastered on ny face as I shake my head from left to right.
Mike Laszlo: That though Ken is just part of the ignorance I don’t understand. The other obsession quite frankly, is your accusation that I need someone else to beat you. News flash skitzo, THERE WILL BE NOBODY ELSE THERE! I don’t need Velez to beat you. I don’t need anyone in my corner, and besides, every other NCW talent will be at the arena while we’re in the back parking lot of a talent shop.
That however makes me feel better. You see Ken, all that matters is that when the bell in the arena sounds, the excuses end. There’s nothing for you to say when I beat you. There won’t be Charlie Velez, or any other random person there for I am and always will be a competitor. Just because I realize something now that will take you years to realize certainly does not belittle who I am or what I have done here in NCW.
The forward motion stops as I look down at the pavement before slowly tilting my head upward to make my face seen by the camera.
Mike Laszlo: You really don’t listen, and it’s not my fault that you’re not caught on to what’s happening in current NCW society.
There’s a war coming as I told you. The side I have chosen is clear where it’s pretty feasible to assume that you yourself have not and may not choose a side, and honestly that’s your perogative, yet will ultimately be your downfall. Ken, there’s strength in numbers, and that simple fact was proven to me by Velez last week.
The deal we have going is actually an age old saying…”You watch my back and I’ll watch yours.” Neither man went to one another and begged for an alliance. Neither walked up to the other and said “I need you to fight my battles for me.” Why? Because that isn’t the case. This is what is known in the world today as a mutually beneficial partnership. I get from him and he gets from me and in the end, the two of us get what we want.
The walking continues as the sky continues to brighten, any semblance of what was night disappearing more and more, and by now begins to give away to the bright rays of the sun that slowly begin to warm the Earth’s surface for the day as if we were pre-heating an oven. The brightness becomes too much as I flip down the shades to protect my eyes. I stops again to stare a hole into the camera through the sunglasses.
Mike Laszlo: Nostalgia is the key here, and I can see why this fake façade that you’ve come up with could be bored of it. Technically, this “alter ego” you possess, or that possesses you from time to time wasn’t around when we last faced one another before our NCW encounters. His thoughts seem to be separate from your own which leads to believe that you are indeed one hell of an actor.
The nostalgia is what made this happen Ken. You mentioned over and over our past encounters in another federation. YOU are the one who brought up the Pawn Shop Match, and it is you who supplanted said match in my brain as an end all be all to our little so-called rivalry. It started in a Pawn Shop Match and that is indeed where it will end, and come this Sunday, a New Dawn will indeed be forged and it will be the second coming of the Mike Laszlo as X Champion era.
As I turn back around, the rays of the sun catch perfectly off the glasses on my face sending a glare into the camera. Even though the visibility of my face is unclear, the words I speak could be no clearer.
Mike Laszlo: This Sunday Ken, by the time all is said and done, there will be a winner and there will be a loser, but no matter the outcome, the so-called string you speak of, the rope that keeps us bound to one another throughout our careers will be cut. After this Sunday, I’m done with you and all that accompanies you.
After Sunday I won’t give a damn about your name, your life, or your dead significant other, because let’s face facts Ken, no matter the outcome, it’s time for me to move on to bigger and better things. This Sunday, I put Ken Davison out of his misery, and who knows Kenny, maybe you’ll get lucky Sunday, and I WILL KILL YOU so that by the end of the night, you and your lover can be reunited.
Until then Ken, count your blessings that are few and far between. Continue to talk the talk, and when all is said and done, we’ll see that it is I not you who in the end will walk the walk.
The title of this months Pay Per View is really apropos if you ask me, considering what time it is and where I am at the moment.
Something about this promo is different. Normally we’d see a simple diatribe from the challenger for the X Championship, but at this very moment, I feel like doing things a little differently. A little more old school. Why you ask? I’m doing so to again add just a tad bit more of that nostalgic feeling to this match between old rivals.
So again, why is “A New Dawn” apropos? Well, probably because it’s about 6:43 AM in Cleveland, Ohio right now and I the man who as Ken or NV Laroux, or whatever the hell his name is, has referenced, was once known by the gimmicky name of “Slayer”, better known to you, the NCW audience, as Mike Laszlo, is outside in the glorious Metroparks of the Cleveland area, in a perfect spot, waiting for dawn to approach.
As the darkness fades away and the sky becomes that lighter shade of blue, I stand and watch as the sun slowly begins to make its way over the horizon. There I stand on the edge of the hillside, sunglasses over my face, and my one foot perched upon the top of a rock, allowing myself to lean forward and watch the sunrise.
Mike Laszlo: Ken, NV, whoever, you just don’t get it. I don’t understand your ignorance. Really, it astounds me. And to be honest and make myself perfectly clear, I don’t buy your stupid little act. Ken and NV are the same person as you have clearly made it out to be. Both of your so-called “personalities” are just as ignorant as it’s counterpart. There is no NV and no Ken. You’re “both” Ken Davison.
The hint of sarcasm in my voice was more than overbearing as it was quite obvious that I did not believe the utter lies of insanity that Ken has spewed his entire tenure here in NCW. Before I was able to continue, I couldn’t help but let out an overly sarcastic “HA!”
Mike Laszlo: It’s amusing Ken, really, it is. You and “NV” being two separate entities as if you’re being possessed by a crippling demonic force. That would be like me bring back the Slayer gimmick as my alter ego. Though I could pull it off, I don’t need to. Why you ask? Because it shows a sign of weakness. It shows that you are, how do I put this nicely? MENTALLY UNSTABLE! That’s all it is though Ken. You are just showing the world that you are not, nor have you ever been mentally empowered.
Turning toward the camera, I pull my sunglasses from my eyes and rests them on top of his head. The look of fiery passion and dead seriousness can be seen as if he were directing lasers from his eyes to take out a target. That target being, Ken Davison.
Mike Laszlo: Your mind is so weak that you were able to convince yourself that there is in fact another “you.” You convinced yourself that this “other you” takes over at times to make you that much more dangerous.
I know the truth. The truth of the matter is actually quite simple Ken. This character that you have made up in your head is a cover. He “comes out of you” when you, Ken Davison, the man, are scared and can’t come up with any type of reaction to the goings on around him. He “comes out” when you feel the most insecure as a way for you to suppress feelings and keep yourself in check. Unfortunately for you Ken, it won’t work Sunday.
The camera starts backing up as I walk forward, the rocks from the hiking path crunching below my shoes with each solid step. Again that sarcastic smile is plastered on ny face as I shake my head from left to right.
Mike Laszlo: That though Ken is just part of the ignorance I don’t understand. The other obsession quite frankly, is your accusation that I need someone else to beat you. News flash skitzo, THERE WILL BE NOBODY ELSE THERE! I don’t need Velez to beat you. I don’t need anyone in my corner, and besides, every other NCW talent will be at the arena while we’re in the back parking lot of a talent shop.
That however makes me feel better. You see Ken, all that matters is that when the bell in the arena sounds, the excuses end. There’s nothing for you to say when I beat you. There won’t be Charlie Velez, or any other random person there for I am and always will be a competitor. Just because I realize something now that will take you years to realize certainly does not belittle who I am or what I have done here in NCW.
The forward motion stops as I look down at the pavement before slowly tilting my head upward to make my face seen by the camera.
Mike Laszlo: You really don’t listen, and it’s not my fault that you’re not caught on to what’s happening in current NCW society.
There’s a war coming as I told you. The side I have chosen is clear where it’s pretty feasible to assume that you yourself have not and may not choose a side, and honestly that’s your perogative, yet will ultimately be your downfall. Ken, there’s strength in numbers, and that simple fact was proven to me by Velez last week.
The deal we have going is actually an age old saying…”You watch my back and I’ll watch yours.” Neither man went to one another and begged for an alliance. Neither walked up to the other and said “I need you to fight my battles for me.” Why? Because that isn’t the case. This is what is known in the world today as a mutually beneficial partnership. I get from him and he gets from me and in the end, the two of us get what we want.
The walking continues as the sky continues to brighten, any semblance of what was night disappearing more and more, and by now begins to give away to the bright rays of the sun that slowly begin to warm the Earth’s surface for the day as if we were pre-heating an oven. The brightness becomes too much as I flip down the shades to protect my eyes. I stops again to stare a hole into the camera through the sunglasses.
Mike Laszlo: Nostalgia is the key here, and I can see why this fake façade that you’ve come up with could be bored of it. Technically, this “alter ego” you possess, or that possesses you from time to time wasn’t around when we last faced one another before our NCW encounters. His thoughts seem to be separate from your own which leads to believe that you are indeed one hell of an actor.
The nostalgia is what made this happen Ken. You mentioned over and over our past encounters in another federation. YOU are the one who brought up the Pawn Shop Match, and it is you who supplanted said match in my brain as an end all be all to our little so-called rivalry. It started in a Pawn Shop Match and that is indeed where it will end, and come this Sunday, a New Dawn will indeed be forged and it will be the second coming of the Mike Laszlo as X Champion era.
As I turn back around, the rays of the sun catch perfectly off the glasses on my face sending a glare into the camera. Even though the visibility of my face is unclear, the words I speak could be no clearer.
Mike Laszlo: This Sunday Ken, by the time all is said and done, there will be a winner and there will be a loser, but no matter the outcome, the so-called string you speak of, the rope that keeps us bound to one another throughout our careers will be cut. After this Sunday, I’m done with you and all that accompanies you.
After Sunday I won’t give a damn about your name, your life, or your dead significant other, because let’s face facts Ken, no matter the outcome, it’s time for me to move on to bigger and better things. This Sunday, I put Ken Davison out of his misery, and who knows Kenny, maybe you’ll get lucky Sunday, and I WILL KILL YOU so that by the end of the night, you and your lover can be reunited.
Until then Ken, count your blessings that are few and far between. Continue to talk the talk, and when all is said and done, we’ll see that it is I not you who in the end will walk the walk.
