Post by Angel on Apr 5, 2008 19:55:44 GMT -6
March 31, 2008. 8 A.M. NCW studioes.
( We open with Angel standing in front of a black screen. Angel himself is wearing a black dress coat, his own t shirt, and black pants. He sort of blends in to the back round, but you can still make him out well enough. )
Angel: It's all over now Dick. The time has finally come for you to accept the truth and move on. Your two bit whore can't help you. There is no one she can sleep with now that will make this better for you. The little facade of greatness you surround yourself with is over. No one believes it now. You got lucky, one time. It's not going to happen again. I know your probably riding that white pony for all it's worth, but don't get too full of yourself. And please try not to snort yourself into oblivion. This wasn't the first time someone stole a win from me Dick. You probably won't be the last. I wouldn't let it get to your head. Mixed tag matches mean nothing. All that matters is that belt. You said a great deal of foolish things to me Dick. Some of which need to be responded too. For one, I very much believe in God, and I try to follow his word. But my days of being this worlds savior are over. I wrestle for me, I wrestle for the fans, but most of all I wrestle for glory. Any time I can take a nothing match and make it a match of the year candidate then I've done my job. As far as your reality goes. Your living life based on Mega Man physics. Meaning it doesn't make any damn sense. All that s**t you talk about me, doesn't matter. I know who I am. I know what I do. I know what I want. I don't care what you think. My reality, the world I live in. It's a dark place Dick. A place you couldn't possibly survive in.
( Angel begins to pace from side to side. )
All the jokes aside Dick. I want to win. I came here to win. If you didn't, then there isn't a point. Any one can wrestle and entertain, it takes talent to be great. I want to be great. Not in only my eyes, but in the fans eyes. These fans make you Dick. I am here today because of them. They cheer me. They want me to rise above it all and ascend to the very pinnacle of NCW. My life, the road I travel has never been easy. So far here in NCW I've had it easy. I've faced nothing but jobbers and Falcon. Now you, you have stepped up. I like it. You gave me my first taste of defeat in a long time. Only one problem though. I don't stay down for long. I always come back Dick, and I always win. Our rematch is coming. Do you think you can really perform another miracle? I know it's not really my thing anymore but I probably got one left in me. I can deal with a loss Dick. I can deal with a blemished record. It really isn't everything to me. Challenges are what makes life worth living. You've just stepped up. You have gone from being a minor inconvenience to my latest foe. You have gone from being the wrongful X-Division champion to actually being worth something. Perhaps I was wrong about you, just a little. But perhaps you were wrong about me. We can argue about it later.
( He stops, steps forward. A close up on his face. Not even a hint of a smile. )
I'm looking forward to this match. More so than you can possibly imagine. You have become my challenge. You have become my adversary. You sir, have become my latest victim. Someone whom I not only have to defeat, but I have to destroy. I must tear you down. I must bring you down from that pedestal you so foolishly have placed yourself on. I must take what belongs to me, that title, and I must show the world what a true champion looks like. When it's all over Dick, when your laying on that mat only just realizing you've lost, it'll come to you. You picked the wrong damn man to mess with. You want a fight? I'll bring you a war. You want to play games? I'll bury you so fast your damn head will spin. You want to mock me? You want to "borrow" my ideas? I'll just come up with new ones. Or even bring back ones I haven't used in a while. I'm not laughing Dick. I don't think it's funny. If you do, that's fine.
( We pan back, getting a full view of Angel again. )
All I can say then is, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you'll never understand the seriousness of all of this. I'm sorry that I'm going to have to hurt you so bad. I'm sorry that me taking your title may well not be the end of it. I'm sorry that I will not stop until your so beaten and your so bloody and your so broken that nothing on this earth could put you back together again. I'm just sorry Dick. I didn't want this. I didn't want things to go this way. I especially didn't want to have to do this to you. I tried to keep it light hearted. I tried to play it all off. I tried to just sit back and wait. You wanted to step it up. You wanted to bring this to another level. It was just another day at the office for me Dick. Just another match. You wanted to make it more.
( Angel stops for a moment. He just stands there, perhaps thinking about what he wishes to say. )
Are you happy now Dick? Are you happy I've now devoted everything I have to crushing you? Are you happy that when this hail storm of destruction comes raining down on you that no one will come to save you? Dick, are you happy? I believe you've made a poor choice Dick. You should have been smarter. You should have researched. You should of made sure you knew who you were fighting when you decided to step it up a notch. I don't think your ready Dick. I don't think you can handle all of this. You think you know me. You think you know what I'm capable of. And if you do. Then you have never been more wrong in your whole life. Your putting all your eggs in one basket Dick. You better damn hope you guessed right about me. I always bring my A game... Now... I'm bringing Heaven's damn Fury. Something not even the great Dick Johnson can handle.
( Now seemingly drained, he just looks into the camera. Shelly enters the room from somewhere. )
Angel: Whats your big plan now Dick? Beat me again? Going into our match, with that title on the line, whats your plan? You gotta have a plan. You can't just walk in not having a plan. You know what mine is. I've told you. If you think your just gonna strut down that ramp and have a repeat of that bulls**t mixed tag match, your wrong. It's not going to happen again. IT CAN'T HAPPEN AGAIN!
Shelly: Angel, baby please. It was just one match.
Angel: One match? Just one match? It wasn't just a match Shelly. Its never just one match. One loss leads to two, to three, to four. And before you know it your the janitor and your getting jobbed to morons like your brother.
Shelly: Leave Rob alone. He has nothing to do with this.
Angel: No your right, he doesn't. I'm sorry. But I can't lose Shelly, I can't.
Shelly: You didn't, I did, but you need to get over it now.
Angel: Your right, I didn't lose. Dick could never beat me. It's just I've put so much into doing this. I've put so much into my matches that the fact that I came up short is ripping me apart Shelly. I don't know what to do. All I have on my mind is the complete and total destruction of Dick Johnson. I don't even really see the match. I just see my hands crushing his face.
Shelly: You gotta just let it go Angel. Roxi pinned me, not you. There is nothing he can do to you Angel. All he has to gloat about is a worthless mixed tag match. You've beaten him, you can do it again. I know you want some measure of revenge. But we gotta look at the big picture. The title is what matters here. You can always gets revenge later. Angel, you always come back stronger than you were before. He won a skirmish, you will win the war.
Angel: Your right. Your almost always right. I need to just focus.
Shelly: He's foolish Angel, he thinks he can beat you. He thinks maybe he can pull something out of his ass. You don't have such worries. You never have. Just tell me one time baby, so I know your still in there. Underneath all that anger. Who are you?
Angel: I am the Patron Saint of Bad Ass.
Shelly: An arrogant, cocky, stuck up son of a bitch.
Angel: Who will mow down anyone... ANYONE who gets in my way.
Shelly: Where are you going Angel?
Angel: To the top of this company.
Shelly: How are you going to get there?
Angel: Anyway I can.
Shelly: Who is going to stop you?
Angel: NO ONE! Not you, or anyone else Dick. Not this time. I have been an unstoppable, un beatable, angelic ass kicking machine. And no little piss ant named Johnson is going to stop me from going to the main event. Good Show Dick. Good show is what I have to say to you. You came out to the ring and did what you said. You managed to prove me wrong by pulling out the win. Now that you got that monkey off your back you and I need to get down to business. I beat you, clean and easy. You stole a s**tty tag match from me. Now we face for the X-Division championship. A title I want more than anything else in the World right now. Sure one day I will go after the World title, but for now, I want that belt Dick.
Shelly: And you can't keep it from him.
Angel: No you can't. You can try, oh yes, you can try. No matter what I have to do Dick, no matter who I have to beat. It's going to be mine. A Night to Remember will be the beginning of the end of everything you know. The end of days is coming. I don't mean the literal end of the world. No I mean the end of things as the way they are. Life like this cannot continue Dick. NCW like this cannot continue. There is no order here. There is no more honor, or pride. Everyone is at each others throats trying to get to the top. I will bring the honor. I will bring the order. Anyone who stands against me shall fall Dick. Even you. A new order shall rise here in NCW. An order where everyone is treated the way they deserve to be treated. Scum like yourself will spend your life on the bottom of the ladder looking up. Men like myself shall sit atop the mountain un scathed.
Shelly: Basically Dick. It's all over for you. Time to check into our reality. This little dream of yours is over.
Angel: What gets me though, is you question my faith.
Shelly: Foolish.
Angel: My faith? As if I didn't give most of my life to the lord. Guess you didn't research that. My faith? As if many men were not punished in the Lord's name. Guess you didn't research that. My faith? As if I did not wage a holy war in PWW to try and extinguish all the sinners in one shot. Guess you didn't research that. You try to out smart me. You try to under mine me. But in the end you only make yourself look more foolish than you did before. My faith is un shakable Dick. I beleive in the lord, I trust in the lord. And when asked, I do as the lord would have me do. However I have been released from the lord. I am no longer his right hand. I am his wrath. I go about this plain punishing those who I deem fit. Your quickly becomming one of those people Dick. You, who sleeps with many women. You, who does drugs. You, who lives a foul, miserable life. Yes Dick... You would make a prime example as to what happens when you stray from the word of the lord. I feel a bit of my old self returning.
Shelly: Great, now look what you've done Dick. You never challenge Angel. You never call him out. It can only lead to you suffering more than you would have before. Do you have a death wish? Do you want to end up like Angel's brothers? I'm sure you'd rather be remembered as a wrestler and not as a victim.
Angel: It's okay Dick. I'm sure I've pissed you off. I'm sure you have plenty of things you want to say to me. I'm sure your really going to let me have it. And that's all well and good. But theres something your forgetting Dick. You will never, ever be as good as me at anything. I am everything you want to be Dick. I'm funny, I'm good looking, I'm going to heaven, and I almost never lose. Where as you, well look at you for one. You look like someone s**t on the elephant man. f**king ugly. It takes you twenty minutes of worthless dialogue with a s**tty twist to make me chuckle. Which by the way isn't funny. And because of your past the holy father will never let you past the gates. Though I'm sure your not worried. As far as the last one goes. You hardly ever win, and even when you do it's tainted and brings you no real satisfaction. It can't.
( Angel looks at Shelly for a moment. )
Angel: I know Dick. I know. I can hear it all now, and it's okay. It's okay Dick. I'm ready, I'm prepared. I'm counting the days down to this match Dick. I have never been this prepared. I have never wanted a match this badly. I got something to prove now Dick. You've given me a renewed purpose to beat you. I want that belt, but more so, I want you hurt. That is exaclty what I'm going to do. May God have Mercy on your Soul.
( Angel looks forward into the camera for a few more seconds, then steps back behind the curtain. Fade out. )
( We open with Angel standing in front of a black screen. Angel himself is wearing a black dress coat, his own t shirt, and black pants. He sort of blends in to the back round, but you can still make him out well enough. )
Angel: It's all over now Dick. The time has finally come for you to accept the truth and move on. Your two bit whore can't help you. There is no one she can sleep with now that will make this better for you. The little facade of greatness you surround yourself with is over. No one believes it now. You got lucky, one time. It's not going to happen again. I know your probably riding that white pony for all it's worth, but don't get too full of yourself. And please try not to snort yourself into oblivion. This wasn't the first time someone stole a win from me Dick. You probably won't be the last. I wouldn't let it get to your head. Mixed tag matches mean nothing. All that matters is that belt. You said a great deal of foolish things to me Dick. Some of which need to be responded too. For one, I very much believe in God, and I try to follow his word. But my days of being this worlds savior are over. I wrestle for me, I wrestle for the fans, but most of all I wrestle for glory. Any time I can take a nothing match and make it a match of the year candidate then I've done my job. As far as your reality goes. Your living life based on Mega Man physics. Meaning it doesn't make any damn sense. All that s**t you talk about me, doesn't matter. I know who I am. I know what I do. I know what I want. I don't care what you think. My reality, the world I live in. It's a dark place Dick. A place you couldn't possibly survive in.
( Angel begins to pace from side to side. )
All the jokes aside Dick. I want to win. I came here to win. If you didn't, then there isn't a point. Any one can wrestle and entertain, it takes talent to be great. I want to be great. Not in only my eyes, but in the fans eyes. These fans make you Dick. I am here today because of them. They cheer me. They want me to rise above it all and ascend to the very pinnacle of NCW. My life, the road I travel has never been easy. So far here in NCW I've had it easy. I've faced nothing but jobbers and Falcon. Now you, you have stepped up. I like it. You gave me my first taste of defeat in a long time. Only one problem though. I don't stay down for long. I always come back Dick, and I always win. Our rematch is coming. Do you think you can really perform another miracle? I know it's not really my thing anymore but I probably got one left in me. I can deal with a loss Dick. I can deal with a blemished record. It really isn't everything to me. Challenges are what makes life worth living. You've just stepped up. You have gone from being a minor inconvenience to my latest foe. You have gone from being the wrongful X-Division champion to actually being worth something. Perhaps I was wrong about you, just a little. But perhaps you were wrong about me. We can argue about it later.
( He stops, steps forward. A close up on his face. Not even a hint of a smile. )
I'm looking forward to this match. More so than you can possibly imagine. You have become my challenge. You have become my adversary. You sir, have become my latest victim. Someone whom I not only have to defeat, but I have to destroy. I must tear you down. I must bring you down from that pedestal you so foolishly have placed yourself on. I must take what belongs to me, that title, and I must show the world what a true champion looks like. When it's all over Dick, when your laying on that mat only just realizing you've lost, it'll come to you. You picked the wrong damn man to mess with. You want a fight? I'll bring you a war. You want to play games? I'll bury you so fast your damn head will spin. You want to mock me? You want to "borrow" my ideas? I'll just come up with new ones. Or even bring back ones I haven't used in a while. I'm not laughing Dick. I don't think it's funny. If you do, that's fine.
( We pan back, getting a full view of Angel again. )
All I can say then is, I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you'll never understand the seriousness of all of this. I'm sorry that I'm going to have to hurt you so bad. I'm sorry that me taking your title may well not be the end of it. I'm sorry that I will not stop until your so beaten and your so bloody and your so broken that nothing on this earth could put you back together again. I'm just sorry Dick. I didn't want this. I didn't want things to go this way. I especially didn't want to have to do this to you. I tried to keep it light hearted. I tried to play it all off. I tried to just sit back and wait. You wanted to step it up. You wanted to bring this to another level. It was just another day at the office for me Dick. Just another match. You wanted to make it more.
( Angel stops for a moment. He just stands there, perhaps thinking about what he wishes to say. )
Are you happy now Dick? Are you happy I've now devoted everything I have to crushing you? Are you happy that when this hail storm of destruction comes raining down on you that no one will come to save you? Dick, are you happy? I believe you've made a poor choice Dick. You should have been smarter. You should have researched. You should of made sure you knew who you were fighting when you decided to step it up a notch. I don't think your ready Dick. I don't think you can handle all of this. You think you know me. You think you know what I'm capable of. And if you do. Then you have never been more wrong in your whole life. Your putting all your eggs in one basket Dick. You better damn hope you guessed right about me. I always bring my A game... Now... I'm bringing Heaven's damn Fury. Something not even the great Dick Johnson can handle.
( Now seemingly drained, he just looks into the camera. Shelly enters the room from somewhere. )
Angel: Whats your big plan now Dick? Beat me again? Going into our match, with that title on the line, whats your plan? You gotta have a plan. You can't just walk in not having a plan. You know what mine is. I've told you. If you think your just gonna strut down that ramp and have a repeat of that bulls**t mixed tag match, your wrong. It's not going to happen again. IT CAN'T HAPPEN AGAIN!
Shelly: Angel, baby please. It was just one match.
Angel: One match? Just one match? It wasn't just a match Shelly. Its never just one match. One loss leads to two, to three, to four. And before you know it your the janitor and your getting jobbed to morons like your brother.
Shelly: Leave Rob alone. He has nothing to do with this.
Angel: No your right, he doesn't. I'm sorry. But I can't lose Shelly, I can't.
Shelly: You didn't, I did, but you need to get over it now.
Angel: Your right, I didn't lose. Dick could never beat me. It's just I've put so much into doing this. I've put so much into my matches that the fact that I came up short is ripping me apart Shelly. I don't know what to do. All I have on my mind is the complete and total destruction of Dick Johnson. I don't even really see the match. I just see my hands crushing his face.
Shelly: You gotta just let it go Angel. Roxi pinned me, not you. There is nothing he can do to you Angel. All he has to gloat about is a worthless mixed tag match. You've beaten him, you can do it again. I know you want some measure of revenge. But we gotta look at the big picture. The title is what matters here. You can always gets revenge later. Angel, you always come back stronger than you were before. He won a skirmish, you will win the war.
Angel: Your right. Your almost always right. I need to just focus.
Shelly: He's foolish Angel, he thinks he can beat you. He thinks maybe he can pull something out of his ass. You don't have such worries. You never have. Just tell me one time baby, so I know your still in there. Underneath all that anger. Who are you?
Angel: I am the Patron Saint of Bad Ass.
Shelly: An arrogant, cocky, stuck up son of a bitch.
Angel: Who will mow down anyone... ANYONE who gets in my way.
Shelly: Where are you going Angel?
Angel: To the top of this company.
Shelly: How are you going to get there?
Angel: Anyway I can.
Shelly: Who is going to stop you?
Angel: NO ONE! Not you, or anyone else Dick. Not this time. I have been an unstoppable, un beatable, angelic ass kicking machine. And no little piss ant named Johnson is going to stop me from going to the main event. Good Show Dick. Good show is what I have to say to you. You came out to the ring and did what you said. You managed to prove me wrong by pulling out the win. Now that you got that monkey off your back you and I need to get down to business. I beat you, clean and easy. You stole a s**tty tag match from me. Now we face for the X-Division championship. A title I want more than anything else in the World right now. Sure one day I will go after the World title, but for now, I want that belt Dick.
Shelly: And you can't keep it from him.
Angel: No you can't. You can try, oh yes, you can try. No matter what I have to do Dick, no matter who I have to beat. It's going to be mine. A Night to Remember will be the beginning of the end of everything you know. The end of days is coming. I don't mean the literal end of the world. No I mean the end of things as the way they are. Life like this cannot continue Dick. NCW like this cannot continue. There is no order here. There is no more honor, or pride. Everyone is at each others throats trying to get to the top. I will bring the honor. I will bring the order. Anyone who stands against me shall fall Dick. Even you. A new order shall rise here in NCW. An order where everyone is treated the way they deserve to be treated. Scum like yourself will spend your life on the bottom of the ladder looking up. Men like myself shall sit atop the mountain un scathed.
Shelly: Basically Dick. It's all over for you. Time to check into our reality. This little dream of yours is over.
Angel: What gets me though, is you question my faith.
Shelly: Foolish.
Angel: My faith? As if I didn't give most of my life to the lord. Guess you didn't research that. My faith? As if many men were not punished in the Lord's name. Guess you didn't research that. My faith? As if I did not wage a holy war in PWW to try and extinguish all the sinners in one shot. Guess you didn't research that. You try to out smart me. You try to under mine me. But in the end you only make yourself look more foolish than you did before. My faith is un shakable Dick. I beleive in the lord, I trust in the lord. And when asked, I do as the lord would have me do. However I have been released from the lord. I am no longer his right hand. I am his wrath. I go about this plain punishing those who I deem fit. Your quickly becomming one of those people Dick. You, who sleeps with many women. You, who does drugs. You, who lives a foul, miserable life. Yes Dick... You would make a prime example as to what happens when you stray from the word of the lord. I feel a bit of my old self returning.
Shelly: Great, now look what you've done Dick. You never challenge Angel. You never call him out. It can only lead to you suffering more than you would have before. Do you have a death wish? Do you want to end up like Angel's brothers? I'm sure you'd rather be remembered as a wrestler and not as a victim.
Angel: It's okay Dick. I'm sure I've pissed you off. I'm sure you have plenty of things you want to say to me. I'm sure your really going to let me have it. And that's all well and good. But theres something your forgetting Dick. You will never, ever be as good as me at anything. I am everything you want to be Dick. I'm funny, I'm good looking, I'm going to heaven, and I almost never lose. Where as you, well look at you for one. You look like someone s**t on the elephant man. f**king ugly. It takes you twenty minutes of worthless dialogue with a s**tty twist to make me chuckle. Which by the way isn't funny. And because of your past the holy father will never let you past the gates. Though I'm sure your not worried. As far as the last one goes. You hardly ever win, and even when you do it's tainted and brings you no real satisfaction. It can't.
( Angel looks at Shelly for a moment. )
Angel: I know Dick. I know. I can hear it all now, and it's okay. It's okay Dick. I'm ready, I'm prepared. I'm counting the days down to this match Dick. I have never been this prepared. I have never wanted a match this badly. I got something to prove now Dick. You've given me a renewed purpose to beat you. I want that belt, but more so, I want you hurt. That is exaclty what I'm going to do. May God have Mercy on your Soul.
( Angel looks forward into the camera for a few more seconds, then steps back behind the curtain. Fade out. )