Post by Davey Ortega on Jan 24, 2008 20:55:12 GMT -6
So this Mid Card Uprising is upon us? So now we must stand and fight? I ask these questions out of ignorance. Out of arrogance...and out of confidence. Are you serious..who are these people? Are you serious...we will slaughter them. Are you serious...we will win. Every one knows I am not above forming a coalition to fight, but this time it is different. This time it is for sustainment. It is for us, the established stars, to stay right where we are, and say we will not go silently into the night. We will rise up and fight. We will give it are all, come hell or high water. We all have our own enemies, we all have our own piece of this Uprising. Manson has Awesome, Johnson and Jason and Wilson and Everyman, and I have Helms.
Have we? Have we truly been at each others throats since your arrival. We have dropped each others names here and there, but nothing to serious. Nothing to serious except now. You target me? You target a man who walks the line between Genius and Insanity?....
The scene opens in the VIP room. Davey Ortega is seen on the couch, laying down and Mr. Preston is on the computer chair.
Davey: Am I ignorant, Preston?
Mr. Preston: What? What do you mean?
Davey: Have I truly over looked these men? These men who claim the spot where I am at?
Mr. Preston: I don't think so.
Davey: Why?
Mr. Preston: Well, have they ever main evented at a pay per view? Have they ever held the World title? The National title? The Xtreme title?
Davey: Well to be fair, I have never held the World title either..or the National title.
Mr. Preston: True..but you have contended for the World title. You have been where only few dare to dream. You have main evented three pay per views. That is a record. A record you share with three men. Only the three of you have been given that opportunity. With or with out a world title, you have commanded the respect of the entire roster.
Davey: True, I don't know...I just feel I have over looked the Mid Carders.
Mr. Preston: The Mid Carders are a joke. They are reduced to cheap tactics to win, nothing more and nothing less. You are Davey Ortega...The Pre--
Davey: Sent and Future. I know, I know. I have just been fighting lately..
Mr. Preston: Dare I ask with what...?
Davey: My own Duality. I feel that in order to win this war I have to cross into a realm...
Mr. Preston: A realm?
Davey: A realm where Chaos rules. A realm where there is no Order, a realm that nightmares tremble, and where Insanity has the final say. I feel I must cross the threshold that binds us. A threshold that separates us from wolf and man.
Mr. Preston: Well...I...
Davey: Preston..leave. I need to be alone.
Mr. Preston does get up, a bit hesitantly. He begrudgingly walks to the double doors, turns around to take one final look at his best friend, then opens the doors and walks out, shutting them behind him.
Davey: So is this what it has come to? I must indulge once more into the insanity that is? Why is my genius not enough? Why can I not defeat you by simply out witting you? So many questions, yet so little answers. Trent I know you can hear me. I am being broad casted. Tell me why I could not see Vertigo coming. Tell me why...Trent..tell me why.
So is my genius not enough? I didn't want to do this...yet my ignorance drove me to this. My ignorance is abundant, and you know it. Though I will prove to you, to everyone that I am the man to beat with or with out a title.
Yes...
I will prove this. Call me a choke Artist..why? Because I have had many a shot at the title and you have yet to have one? Trent I deserve my spot and I will not let you just take it from me. Will I cross into the Insanity that is? Will I take the final step that separates Genius from Insanity?....
Will I?
Maybe...
....Just....
....Maybe....
Have we? Have we truly been at each others throats since your arrival. We have dropped each others names here and there, but nothing to serious. Nothing to serious except now. You target me? You target a man who walks the line between Genius and Insanity?....
The scene opens in the VIP room. Davey Ortega is seen on the couch, laying down and Mr. Preston is on the computer chair.
Davey: Am I ignorant, Preston?
Mr. Preston: What? What do you mean?
Davey: Have I truly over looked these men? These men who claim the spot where I am at?
Mr. Preston: I don't think so.
Davey: Why?
Mr. Preston: Well, have they ever main evented at a pay per view? Have they ever held the World title? The National title? The Xtreme title?
Davey: Well to be fair, I have never held the World title either..or the National title.
Mr. Preston: True..but you have contended for the World title. You have been where only few dare to dream. You have main evented three pay per views. That is a record. A record you share with three men. Only the three of you have been given that opportunity. With or with out a world title, you have commanded the respect of the entire roster.
Davey: True, I don't know...I just feel I have over looked the Mid Carders.
Mr. Preston: The Mid Carders are a joke. They are reduced to cheap tactics to win, nothing more and nothing less. You are Davey Ortega...The Pre--
Davey: Sent and Future. I know, I know. I have just been fighting lately..
Mr. Preston: Dare I ask with what...?
Davey: My own Duality. I feel that in order to win this war I have to cross into a realm...
Mr. Preston: A realm?
Davey: A realm where Chaos rules. A realm where there is no Order, a realm that nightmares tremble, and where Insanity has the final say. I feel I must cross the threshold that binds us. A threshold that separates us from wolf and man.
Mr. Preston: Well...I...
Davey: Preston..leave. I need to be alone.
Mr. Preston does get up, a bit hesitantly. He begrudgingly walks to the double doors, turns around to take one final look at his best friend, then opens the doors and walks out, shutting them behind him.
Davey: So is this what it has come to? I must indulge once more into the insanity that is? Why is my genius not enough? Why can I not defeat you by simply out witting you? So many questions, yet so little answers. Trent I know you can hear me. I am being broad casted. Tell me why I could not see Vertigo coming. Tell me why...Trent..tell me why.
So is my genius not enough? I didn't want to do this...yet my ignorance drove me to this. My ignorance is abundant, and you know it. Though I will prove to you, to everyone that I am the man to beat with or with out a title.
Yes...
I will prove this. Call me a choke Artist..why? Because I have had many a shot at the title and you have yet to have one? Trent I deserve my spot and I will not let you just take it from me. Will I cross into the Insanity that is? Will I take the final step that separates Genius from Insanity?....
Will I?
Maybe...
....Just....
....Maybe....
