Post by jamieryan on Jan 23, 2008 16:38:58 GMT -6
-The scene opens and we see a dark and dingy apartment. The walls are empty, no pictures, and the wallpaper is peeling in places. The room is lit dimly by a freestanding light in one corner, and there is a lone chair in the room that is spun and facing one of the walls. The chair spins slowly around and we see a familiar face. Jamie is sitting alone in the room, and he is dressed in a pair of jeans that are torn at the knees, and a black shirt that has a hole on the left side. Jamie looks at the camera with a stern and serious look upon his face and he grins sadistically.-
~If only I could see his face right now. If only I could watch as he watches what is about to transpire. If he and the entire world knew what was about to happen, they would not be nearly as pissed off as they are right now over the injury. First, I took him out physically, and now I am going to destroy him mentally. For weeks the messages that I sent him told him that I was going to make him wish he were dead, and now...he will understand fully why.~
Jamie: Sweetheart. Why don't you come on out here and show yourself to the world? Show the entire world why I am twice the man that my father will ever be.
-From off screen we see the back of a stunning brunette. She saunters toward Jamie with her back completely to the camera and she turns to sit down on the lap of Jamie, and we recognize the face as Cassandra Ryan! Jamie has seduced, and is seemingly now dating the former wife of Lance Ryan, the mother of Lance Ryan's child is now dating one of Lance Ryan's children.-
Jamie: So dad. Do you recognize anyone? She said that she could not stand being with a wrestler, but let's be honest, she just knew when it was time to jump ship. You see, Cassandra is a beautiful woman that knows where the money is. She knew that your apex has taken place, and you are nothing more than a passing fancy in the wrestling world, I however am the future. My contracts will grow, whilst yours will falter. Lance, I hope you enjoyed her while she lasted.
-Jamie grabs a handful of Cassandra's hair and pulls her head back and kisses her for all to see. When he comes up for air Cassandra grins and wipes at her face.-
Cassandra: Lance, did you really think that all of this came together at the same time by chance? I left you, and Jamie showed up? What were you thinking? I found out that you had a son, and decided to see what I could dredge up, and when I met him I knew that I needed to trade in for the newer model.
~If only he were here right now. I will eternally be grateful for the contract that he got me in nCw, but truth be told, he fell right into our plan. Cassandra and I would have never been able to pull this off this way if it were not for a fully globalized company.~
Jamie: In all honesty, I am finished talking about my dear old daddy. I took his spot, I took him out, I took his wife, I took his child, and now I am moving on. Lance is finished, he cannot even make it to the pay per view. So instead, I am taking on someone by the name of Vertigo Dirtmurder? It is Vertigo right? I saw your little promo, and the way that you look at that cute little number, Kira was it?
~Perhaps if I get the inkling that beautiful Kira will be looking for a real man as well, someone to balance out that raving lunatic.~
Jamie: Vertigo, I noticed that you seem to be pre-occupied with my father. Something that you need to beware of. You see Mr. Dirtmurder, you are not facing my father, you most likely never will, let's face it, as much as I hate him you will never be in his league. Come to think of it, you aren't in mine.
So the Icon himself picked you to be in this match with me Vert? Doesn't that seem fishy to you? I mean, your fearless leader Trent seemed to catch on, it is odd that someone that you helped beat down would pick you to take on their son isn't it? You see, many on-lookers would think that he chose you simply because he knows that you are the king of the hardcore, but I see things a little bit different. Regardless of how Lance feels about me, he knows my talents, and why not throw you under the bus, one less member of the uprising for him to deal with.
Cassandra: I have to give Lance credit, he always was cunning. I wouldn't put that past him. Even whilst he lies in bed injured, he is planning. Vertigo Dirtmurder goes down at your hands baby, and then Lance can take the credit. Maybe we should boycott this match, and let Lance's plan fall by the wayside, much like his career.
Jamie: You know, I was thinking the same thing. That was until Vert made this personal. See, I was hoping that Trent would come a knocking at my door, looking for a new member, but instead Vertigo painted me as the enemy.
Vert, how dare you claim to know me, how dare you say that I am trying to make a name off of my father, how dare you even insinuate that I would be riding on his coat tails. Vertigo, I hate everything that my father is, and everything that he stands for. I haven't seen him ever, he had no use for me, he threw me to the curb. Vertigo, there are things that you will never understand, things that are over your head.
You know what doesn't make any sense to me? How you say that you had to fight to get onto the pay per view, and yet I am in the mid-card...mid card Vertigo? You consider yourself mid-card? i consider you to be curtain jerker, comedy act at best...you are a novelty act Vertigo, and do you know what happens to novelty acts?
Let me explain this in terms that you may understand Vertigo. Kurt became a hero by killing himself. You see, Nirvana was a great band, but after the death of Cobain, suddenly they are viewed as one of the best bands ever...are you kidding me? This is what our society has become, we stop in traffic to glare at the accident, we watch the news when a celebrity dies. Vertigo Dirtmurder, you are about to become famous. After our match, the fans will be gawking and staring at their own personal car crash, the downfall, the death, the end of Vertigo Dirtmurder. Vertigo, the Cobain effect is going to take your name to the next level.
~If only I could see his face right now. If only I could watch as he watches what is about to transpire. If he and the entire world knew what was about to happen, they would not be nearly as pissed off as they are right now over the injury. First, I took him out physically, and now I am going to destroy him mentally. For weeks the messages that I sent him told him that I was going to make him wish he were dead, and now...he will understand fully why.~
Jamie: Sweetheart. Why don't you come on out here and show yourself to the world? Show the entire world why I am twice the man that my father will ever be.
-From off screen we see the back of a stunning brunette. She saunters toward Jamie with her back completely to the camera and she turns to sit down on the lap of Jamie, and we recognize the face as Cassandra Ryan! Jamie has seduced, and is seemingly now dating the former wife of Lance Ryan, the mother of Lance Ryan's child is now dating one of Lance Ryan's children.-
Jamie: So dad. Do you recognize anyone? She said that she could not stand being with a wrestler, but let's be honest, she just knew when it was time to jump ship. You see, Cassandra is a beautiful woman that knows where the money is. She knew that your apex has taken place, and you are nothing more than a passing fancy in the wrestling world, I however am the future. My contracts will grow, whilst yours will falter. Lance, I hope you enjoyed her while she lasted.
-Jamie grabs a handful of Cassandra's hair and pulls her head back and kisses her for all to see. When he comes up for air Cassandra grins and wipes at her face.-
Cassandra: Lance, did you really think that all of this came together at the same time by chance? I left you, and Jamie showed up? What were you thinking? I found out that you had a son, and decided to see what I could dredge up, and when I met him I knew that I needed to trade in for the newer model.
~If only he were here right now. I will eternally be grateful for the contract that he got me in nCw, but truth be told, he fell right into our plan. Cassandra and I would have never been able to pull this off this way if it were not for a fully globalized company.~
Jamie: In all honesty, I am finished talking about my dear old daddy. I took his spot, I took him out, I took his wife, I took his child, and now I am moving on. Lance is finished, he cannot even make it to the pay per view. So instead, I am taking on someone by the name of Vertigo Dirtmurder? It is Vertigo right? I saw your little promo, and the way that you look at that cute little number, Kira was it?
~Perhaps if I get the inkling that beautiful Kira will be looking for a real man as well, someone to balance out that raving lunatic.~
Jamie: Vertigo, I noticed that you seem to be pre-occupied with my father. Something that you need to beware of. You see Mr. Dirtmurder, you are not facing my father, you most likely never will, let's face it, as much as I hate him you will never be in his league. Come to think of it, you aren't in mine.
So the Icon himself picked you to be in this match with me Vert? Doesn't that seem fishy to you? I mean, your fearless leader Trent seemed to catch on, it is odd that someone that you helped beat down would pick you to take on their son isn't it? You see, many on-lookers would think that he chose you simply because he knows that you are the king of the hardcore, but I see things a little bit different. Regardless of how Lance feels about me, he knows my talents, and why not throw you under the bus, one less member of the uprising for him to deal with.
Cassandra: I have to give Lance credit, he always was cunning. I wouldn't put that past him. Even whilst he lies in bed injured, he is planning. Vertigo Dirtmurder goes down at your hands baby, and then Lance can take the credit. Maybe we should boycott this match, and let Lance's plan fall by the wayside, much like his career.
Jamie: You know, I was thinking the same thing. That was until Vert made this personal. See, I was hoping that Trent would come a knocking at my door, looking for a new member, but instead Vertigo painted me as the enemy.
Vert, how dare you claim to know me, how dare you say that I am trying to make a name off of my father, how dare you even insinuate that I would be riding on his coat tails. Vertigo, I hate everything that my father is, and everything that he stands for. I haven't seen him ever, he had no use for me, he threw me to the curb. Vertigo, there are things that you will never understand, things that are over your head.
You know what doesn't make any sense to me? How you say that you had to fight to get onto the pay per view, and yet I am in the mid-card...mid card Vertigo? You consider yourself mid-card? i consider you to be curtain jerker, comedy act at best...you are a novelty act Vertigo, and do you know what happens to novelty acts?
Let me explain this in terms that you may understand Vertigo. Kurt became a hero by killing himself. You see, Nirvana was a great band, but after the death of Cobain, suddenly they are viewed as one of the best bands ever...are you kidding me? This is what our society has become, we stop in traffic to glare at the accident, we watch the news when a celebrity dies. Vertigo Dirtmurder, you are about to become famous. After our match, the fans will be gawking and staring at their own personal car crash, the downfall, the death, the end of Vertigo Dirtmurder. Vertigo, the Cobain effect is going to take your name to the next level.
