Post by The Ace on Apr 5, 2008 17:45:18 GMT -6
*The scene opens outside The Ace's locker-room where the beautiful blonde nCw interviewer, Carly Robbins is standing by, dressed in a hot little red dress...*
Carly: Hello nCw fans, I'm here tonight to interview one half of the nCw Tag Team Champions, before both he and Steve have to defend their titles against the brothers of Age of the Revolution, Spike Kane and Reckless Jack...
*Carly knocks on The Ace's door, and a few moments later, out steps the man himself wearing his new 'Hall of FameAcer t-shirt, blue jeans, black leather jacket, shoes, shades and bandanna...he flashes a confident grin at Carly as he adjusts the title which is slung over his shoulder...*
Well, well, well, you just can't get enough of The Smokin' Aces, can you, darling?
*Carly opens her mouth to speak but The Ace puts his hand up to stop her...*
Up up up...you don't need to say anything, I know, I know, Steve and I are the best damn team on the planet, we make the men weep and the women wet...
*Carly blushes a little, but still she knew she had a job to do...*
I know how difficult it must be for you standing this close to The Ace, this close to greatness, this close to the Iron Horse, and believe me when I say, you Carly, make it very hard for me also...
*The Ace looks down, and Carly instinctively follows his gaze, then when she realises that he caught her, she looks away in embarrassment as The Ace raises an eyebrow and smirks...Carly swallows hard and attempts to ask her first question...*
Carly: Well you certainly sound confident for a man who is going up against a former World Champion and his brother who was the first X-Division Champion, aren't you the least bit worried?
*The Ace looks stunned by the question*
I thought you'd be too much out of the loop to even recall Jack's pathetic little title run, Lord knows I almost forgot it myself, that's just how memorable it was...
Carly: Well love changes people....I mean Steve likes intelligent women, right? I thought I'd make a bit more of an effort to stay informed...
*The Ace has to stop himself from bursting out laughing...*
Intelligence, yeah, I'm sure he appreciates it in a woman...and you seem to be...awesomely informed..
*Carly sighs*
Carly: If only...
Well anyway, to answer your question, no I'm not worried at all, you see I've been waiting all week for Spike to open his mouth and say something against me, but no, he's disappeared, and not even Jack knows where he is...so much for depending on family hey, Jack?
*The Ace laughs*
I already said God has abandoned you and left you at the mercy of The Face Of Satan, when I shall have none, for just like all deities which propogate false belief, they abandon you when you need them most, when you depend on them to help get you through the tough situations in life, and when you Jack chose your brother as a partner for your cause against the greatest tag team in all of professional wrestling, it was your naive belief in the God of Xtreme that failed you...you wanted so desperately to believe that he would be different...and now tomorrow night you shall be punished for your ignorance...because like I said to Rob last week, a King can never trump The Ace, and at a Night To Remember, neither a God nor a Jack will trump a pair of Aces...
*The Ace laughs*
Carly: Jack says you have no identity of your own, that people like you are a dime a dozen, and that all you can do is emulate one of the greatest of all time...your thoughts?
You know Carly, maybe in some respects Jack is right, I mean people spend years of their lives in this business sometimes trying to emulate their idols, and who can blame them when you're talking about a great like Ric Flair, I'm sure he was an inspiration and an idol to a great many people in this business. not just me...and now you Jack want to criticise me for wanting to honour the man's career with my match this Sunday, that's fine...but where you're wrong is to say I have no identity, I am unique, I have the total package, I am a four time Tag Team Champion...and I am all this because I am The Ace...not because I am some cheap imitation...I am the real deal...I leave my mark every time I walk through that curtain...I am not an emulation of greatness, I am the reality of greatness...and this belt right here proves it...
*The Ace taps the belt over its shoulder*
This title is a cold, solid reality, forged from your dreams of gold, and believe me Jack, dreams are all youi and Spike have left, for you, holding this title will never be anything more than a dream, for Steve and myself it has the permanence of reality...a reality you will never be a part of...all your talk of revolution is but a dream, we are reality Jack, and on Sunday...the reality will be that your golden dreams go up in smoke...because just like you say the last decade 'royally screwed' Flair's career, the entire mission of the Revolution will be royally flushed down the toilet after Steve and I prove not only why we are men of Gold, but also men of Iron...and if I were you Jack, I'd worry less about my road rage and more about my ring rage...for if I am destined to become a shell of a man...then prepare to be shell shocked when I take all those dozen of dimes you have me pegged as and shove them straight up your piddly ass...you think I've never been anything special or done anything worthwhile in my career, well that's fine too because all that really matters is that I'm a Champion...and you're not...
Carly: Jack says you bore him and that you're not as great as you think, being stuck in the middle of this company,what do you have to say on that?
Well first off, let me just say, about being boring, the feeling is quite mutual pal, I mean honestly, how many times do I have to sit through your sob story and your quest for vengeance against some guy named DeVito?
Carly: What's Jack got against DeVito? He's a great actor...I loved him in Twins...
*The Ace just shakes his head*
My logic is flawless, much like my performance in our match will be Jack...I am not a fool or stupid, I don't act knowledgeable, I am knowledgeable, and just because you don't find me entertaining, the management and the fans at home obviously do, so you can just stop flapping your gums there boy, because quite frankly I'm not here to entertain you, I'm here simply to kick your ass...I know I am good, and this Sunday, I shall prove it once more...
Carly: What about Jack saying you haven't done anything worthwhile in singles competition?
I don't know what you're referring to Jack, when you say I haven't done anything worthwhile during a singles run here, true I haven't held a singles title here, but that doesn't mean I've relied on Steve to carry me, I got the job done against Milo Holland when we won these belts, and so far as my singles career goes, I tore through most of the roster when I arrived, I've retired stars before they've even had a chance to shine...and all that was before The Smokin' Aces reformed, so please stop trying to act all informed because believe me Jack, Steve and I will make sure you are awesomely informed by the end of the night...and as for being stuck in the middle, perhaps we are, I have been called an anchor to Steve's career, but I don't feel we hold each other back, but Jack...stuck in the middle of the pack or not, this Sunday, the deck will be shuffled and once again The Smokin' Aces will come out on top with the Jack and his brother who shares the same face, ergo being of the same value, dwindling somewhere near the bottom...you call me a conformist because Steve and I have agreed to play your little game, but once this little Iron Man Tag Team match is over, it is the brothers Kane who shall be conforming to our rule as the Tag Team Champions...I'm sure that just like me, that reality will be not so perfect for either of you, but then I've never proclaimed to be perfect, because to do so would be the words of a delusional mind, and believe me I am far from delusion, so it doesn't matter if the superkick hit the shoulder, my belt will never hit yours...and believe me...if I choose to end you with a superkick, it will be to your jaw, or hell it might even be a Figure Four...or how about a good old fashioned Ace-Plant...either way you'll never see it coming...because you dismiss us as assholes and put your personal vendetta above us...and believe me sunshine, it will be that lack of focus that will cost you...you're set to kill, you want to destroy, however your targets have not been us, and that is why you will fail...and if you're not smart enough to understand that Jack, then it is we who pity you...
*The Ace laughs but is interrupted as his phone starts ringing*
Excuse me...
*The Ace reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone, answering it...*
Hello...yes dude, she's here with me, just finishing off an interview...
*The Ace hands Carly the phone*
It's Steve, he wants to talk to you...
*Carly smiles as she excitedly takes the phone from him*
Carly: Hello...you know I never carry the phone with me while I'm working...
*Something Steve says makes her blush as she mindlessly walks off with his phone, continuing the conversation...*
Hey...Carly...my phone!
*The Ace shakes his head, when suddenly he feels a warm nuzzling at the back of his neck, Kathy was behind him, she had emerged from the locker room and was now slowly pulling him back through the door...*
Kathy: Interview with bimbo finish...now you all mine...I help train...stamina...you need for match...
*She purrs as she licks the side of his face...TThe Ace shuts the door on the camera as it fades to black...*
Carly: Hello nCw fans, I'm here tonight to interview one half of the nCw Tag Team Champions, before both he and Steve have to defend their titles against the brothers of Age of the Revolution, Spike Kane and Reckless Jack...
*Carly knocks on The Ace's door, and a few moments later, out steps the man himself wearing his new 'Hall of FameAcer t-shirt, blue jeans, black leather jacket, shoes, shades and bandanna...he flashes a confident grin at Carly as he adjusts the title which is slung over his shoulder...*
Well, well, well, you just can't get enough of The Smokin' Aces, can you, darling?
*Carly opens her mouth to speak but The Ace puts his hand up to stop her...*
Up up up...you don't need to say anything, I know, I know, Steve and I are the best damn team on the planet, we make the men weep and the women wet...
*Carly blushes a little, but still she knew she had a job to do...*
I know how difficult it must be for you standing this close to The Ace, this close to greatness, this close to the Iron Horse, and believe me when I say, you Carly, make it very hard for me also...
*The Ace looks down, and Carly instinctively follows his gaze, then when she realises that he caught her, she looks away in embarrassment as The Ace raises an eyebrow and smirks...Carly swallows hard and attempts to ask her first question...*
Carly: Well you certainly sound confident for a man who is going up against a former World Champion and his brother who was the first X-Division Champion, aren't you the least bit worried?
*The Ace looks stunned by the question*
I thought you'd be too much out of the loop to even recall Jack's pathetic little title run, Lord knows I almost forgot it myself, that's just how memorable it was...
Carly: Well love changes people....I mean Steve likes intelligent women, right? I thought I'd make a bit more of an effort to stay informed...
*The Ace has to stop himself from bursting out laughing...*
Intelligence, yeah, I'm sure he appreciates it in a woman...and you seem to be...awesomely informed..
*Carly sighs*
Carly: If only...
Well anyway, to answer your question, no I'm not worried at all, you see I've been waiting all week for Spike to open his mouth and say something against me, but no, he's disappeared, and not even Jack knows where he is...so much for depending on family hey, Jack?
*The Ace laughs*
I already said God has abandoned you and left you at the mercy of The Face Of Satan, when I shall have none, for just like all deities which propogate false belief, they abandon you when you need them most, when you depend on them to help get you through the tough situations in life, and when you Jack chose your brother as a partner for your cause against the greatest tag team in all of professional wrestling, it was your naive belief in the God of Xtreme that failed you...you wanted so desperately to believe that he would be different...and now tomorrow night you shall be punished for your ignorance...because like I said to Rob last week, a King can never trump The Ace, and at a Night To Remember, neither a God nor a Jack will trump a pair of Aces...
*The Ace laughs*
Carly: Jack says you have no identity of your own, that people like you are a dime a dozen, and that all you can do is emulate one of the greatest of all time...your thoughts?
You know Carly, maybe in some respects Jack is right, I mean people spend years of their lives in this business sometimes trying to emulate their idols, and who can blame them when you're talking about a great like Ric Flair, I'm sure he was an inspiration and an idol to a great many people in this business. not just me...and now you Jack want to criticise me for wanting to honour the man's career with my match this Sunday, that's fine...but where you're wrong is to say I have no identity, I am unique, I have the total package, I am a four time Tag Team Champion...and I am all this because I am The Ace...not because I am some cheap imitation...I am the real deal...I leave my mark every time I walk through that curtain...I am not an emulation of greatness, I am the reality of greatness...and this belt right here proves it...
*The Ace taps the belt over its shoulder*
This title is a cold, solid reality, forged from your dreams of gold, and believe me Jack, dreams are all youi and Spike have left, for you, holding this title will never be anything more than a dream, for Steve and myself it has the permanence of reality...a reality you will never be a part of...all your talk of revolution is but a dream, we are reality Jack, and on Sunday...the reality will be that your golden dreams go up in smoke...because just like you say the last decade 'royally screwed' Flair's career, the entire mission of the Revolution will be royally flushed down the toilet after Steve and I prove not only why we are men of Gold, but also men of Iron...and if I were you Jack, I'd worry less about my road rage and more about my ring rage...for if I am destined to become a shell of a man...then prepare to be shell shocked when I take all those dozen of dimes you have me pegged as and shove them straight up your piddly ass...you think I've never been anything special or done anything worthwhile in my career, well that's fine too because all that really matters is that I'm a Champion...and you're not...
Carly: Jack says you bore him and that you're not as great as you think, being stuck in the middle of this company,what do you have to say on that?
Well first off, let me just say, about being boring, the feeling is quite mutual pal, I mean honestly, how many times do I have to sit through your sob story and your quest for vengeance against some guy named DeVito?
Carly: What's Jack got against DeVito? He's a great actor...I loved him in Twins...
*The Ace just shakes his head*
My logic is flawless, much like my performance in our match will be Jack...I am not a fool or stupid, I don't act knowledgeable, I am knowledgeable, and just because you don't find me entertaining, the management and the fans at home obviously do, so you can just stop flapping your gums there boy, because quite frankly I'm not here to entertain you, I'm here simply to kick your ass...I know I am good, and this Sunday, I shall prove it once more...
Carly: What about Jack saying you haven't done anything worthwhile in singles competition?
I don't know what you're referring to Jack, when you say I haven't done anything worthwhile during a singles run here, true I haven't held a singles title here, but that doesn't mean I've relied on Steve to carry me, I got the job done against Milo Holland when we won these belts, and so far as my singles career goes, I tore through most of the roster when I arrived, I've retired stars before they've even had a chance to shine...and all that was before The Smokin' Aces reformed, so please stop trying to act all informed because believe me Jack, Steve and I will make sure you are awesomely informed by the end of the night...and as for being stuck in the middle, perhaps we are, I have been called an anchor to Steve's career, but I don't feel we hold each other back, but Jack...stuck in the middle of the pack or not, this Sunday, the deck will be shuffled and once again The Smokin' Aces will come out on top with the Jack and his brother who shares the same face, ergo being of the same value, dwindling somewhere near the bottom...you call me a conformist because Steve and I have agreed to play your little game, but once this little Iron Man Tag Team match is over, it is the brothers Kane who shall be conforming to our rule as the Tag Team Champions...I'm sure that just like me, that reality will be not so perfect for either of you, but then I've never proclaimed to be perfect, because to do so would be the words of a delusional mind, and believe me I am far from delusion, so it doesn't matter if the superkick hit the shoulder, my belt will never hit yours...and believe me...if I choose to end you with a superkick, it will be to your jaw, or hell it might even be a Figure Four...or how about a good old fashioned Ace-Plant...either way you'll never see it coming...because you dismiss us as assholes and put your personal vendetta above us...and believe me sunshine, it will be that lack of focus that will cost you...you're set to kill, you want to destroy, however your targets have not been us, and that is why you will fail...and if you're not smart enough to understand that Jack, then it is we who pity you...
*The Ace laughs but is interrupted as his phone starts ringing*
Excuse me...
*The Ace reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone, answering it...*
Hello...yes dude, she's here with me, just finishing off an interview...
*The Ace hands Carly the phone*
It's Steve, he wants to talk to you...
*Carly smiles as she excitedly takes the phone from him*
Carly: Hello...you know I never carry the phone with me while I'm working...
*Something Steve says makes her blush as she mindlessly walks off with his phone, continuing the conversation...*
Hey...Carly...my phone!
*The Ace shakes his head, when suddenly he feels a warm nuzzling at the back of his neck, Kathy was behind him, she had emerged from the locker room and was now slowly pulling him back through the door...*
Kathy: Interview with bimbo finish...now you all mine...I help train...stamina...you need for match...
*She purrs as she licks the side of his face...TThe Ace shuts the door on the camera as it fades to black...*