Post by The Ace on Jul 19, 2008 13:34:48 GMT -6
*The scene opens in The Ace's hotel room where he is sat on the bed in a simple T-Shirt and jeans, gone is the extravagance that is normally associated with the Corporate Empire member, he has the Xtreme Championship in his lap, he looks up at the camera...*
Perhaps I am not as good in this business as I like to believe, perhaps I can't cut decent promos without analysing and dissecting everything an opponent says to me, call it a prerequisite to actually dissecting them in the ring, I don't know, its just how I work I guess...and even though the way I work has earned me two championships here in nCw in less than a year, you Adam would much rather criticise the way in which I work than respect my accomplishments...why? Jealousy perhaps, I mean it fits, everybody is jealous of The Corporate Empire, yet I know very few people would actually admit it...least of all you Knite, you just cannot bring yourself to accept that I am one of the fastest rising stars in the history of nCw, and perhaps you will indeed finally get your revenge and take this title from me on Sunday, and for a while I will be hailed as the greatest paper Xtreme Champion since Reckoning, a man who also dropped the ball - to me - on his first defence of this title...and for a while you will feel accomplished, happy that you made good on all your promises to destroy my hopes and dreams by proving to the world that I am no better at representing the Xtreme division than some Vanilla Ice wannabe...perhaps you'll even manage to hold onto this title longer than me, and for a while you will be comforted by the fact that on that one night, you were better than me...you and Trent will laugh it up, poke some more fun at the way I work and bask in the glory of victory...but know this, even if that happens, I will have fought for this title with my last breath....
*The Ace runs a thumb along the name plate of his title*
My name may fall, it may be erased from this title on Sunday, but I will not allow it to be forgotten...you know my name...and you'd do well to remember it, because even if somehow you manage to beat me, to pull it out in this Xtreme Rules Match much like Jason did in our match at Metamorphosis, I will not fade away, I will once again move on, take a new direction, go on to bigger and better things in this company, not because management stroke my ego, but because they realise my potential...and Adam, you might consider this to be yet more of my ramblings and gibberish, but even if you beat me, it won't be the end of my world...not like you want it to be, I will never give you that satisfaction...I'll admit I'm human, I'm not infallible, I can be beaten, far greater men than you Knite have already proven that, but I cannot be destroyed, I cannot be permanently put out, least of all by someone like you Knite...
*The Ace smiles half-heartedly*
You know what I find amusing though? That you should criticise me for gibberish and rambling, when the company you keep is no better, Trent is far better at gibberish and rambling than me, yet you are willing to ignore that simply because he is your friend, someone you identify with, not only because you both enjoy mocking me so much, but because you both have gimmicks nobody can relate to or understand...you criticise me about going from light to dark, from stylish to Satan, yet you blissfully ignore your own schitzophrenia...like any true hypocrite as I've said before, we all have two sides, one we keep in light and one we keep in shadow, yours Knite is the beast known as Raptor, mine is the purest form of evil and sadism ever embodied...like Jesus was God on Earth...I am Satan...such is balance, a matter of ying yang, nature itself...of which I am a force...
*The Ace grins a little more confidently now*
Speaking of force, I don't really care how forceful or not the management are about mentioning past accomplishments infront of an nCw camera, whether it was done in jest or not, I am nobody's victim, even if I do play a rather dubious hand every now and then, it just makes me who I am...but that's the real problem here isn't it? What we do on camera is a world away from what we do behind the scenes and for that reason I will not lower myself to break kayfabe as any lesser man would, Spike is not my concern on Sunday, and neither should he be yours Knite...but I can see it really irks you when I speak my mind and put forth my perceptions and opinions on things here in nCw, and whilst I fully realise that my perception of the situation is not always the reality of it, I will never shut my mouth, just because you perceive me to be some fool, some hapless idiot that doesn't have a clue what's going on...
*The Ace sighs*
I'm sure that ignorant view you have of me as some unoriginal plagiarist will be shattered soon enough, do you worry me Knite? Yes, but not for the reasons you'd like to believe, you have already indirectly threatened to destroy my family and I'll tell you right here and right now that if you even think about laying a hand on my wife or my daughter, whether I manage to retain this belt or not will be the least of your concerns on Sunday...I don't need to make a name for myself off of you Knite, you already know my name as do the people you claim I ride the coat tails of, Steve knows it as does Davey, and contrary to what you might believe I don't rely on anyone to get the job done for me, although I'll admit it can be often very useful to have a trick up your sleeve, whether it be a weapon, a woman or a partner...it never hurts to have someone watch your back...and that is something you quite clearly don't understand...
*The Ace sighs*
Speaking of not understanding, it is quite clear any form of wit is lost on you Knite, I was not being literal about being a coat because as you said that would be moronic...something I guess you know all about, I know exactly what the phrase means and as much as you think otherwise, I have never rode off other people's success, I have paved my way here...and maybe I did it with a little help from my friends but that in itself is no bad thing, besides you have no right to criticise me when you yourself have been nothing special on your own here either, at least I managed to capture a singles title whereas you are simply known best for your tag teaming...and cconsidering I have spent the last few weeks beating you in tag team competition, I guess that really isn't as great an accomplishment as it sounds...as for being a parasite, I suppose I am in some respects, but I prefer to think of myself as the near-impossible-to-kill cockroach rather than a leech, because I just don't drain the blood of my victims, I spill it...as you shall discover very soon for yourself, first hand...I was nobody's lackey, and I never will be, that is your perception, not the reality...all those people you claim I rode the coat tails of were simply friends at the time, and sure in a way they may have been a means to an end, but that was hardly my fault now, was it? So before you criticise me about not having common sense and speaking about things I don't possibly understand, do me a favour and take your own damn advice, before I make you take your medicine...
*The Ace smirks*
I find it amusing that one who speaks so figuratively about a washing machine could possibly not digest the figurative nature of being a coat, I suppose this being an Xtreme Rules Match I could theoretically be thrown into a washing machine, but not before I leave your head on a permanent spin cycle...but as fun as washing references might be, I digress, people can point and laugh at me all they want, I wont be crying myself to sleep just because they're as ignorant as you when it comes to understanding the way in which I operate, quite frankly I'm as sick of you criticising my work ethic, dismissing it as 'parrot fashion' as you are of having your words used against you, perhaps it is a skill wasted on you, I don't know and I don't much care to be honest...it is how I have always worked, whether it intimidates you or not, it should not be my words that concern you but my actions in that ring, this is wrestling after all, not a game of scrabble...my words may not inspire fear in you, but I guess the sight of your own blood running down your own face just might, and considering that anything goes this Sunday, I'd say that that was a very strong possibility indeed, and of course the irony of that being that my blatent disregard for the rules has always been your biggest criticism of me...well you're in luck my friend, because this Sunday, there will be no rules, nothing for me to disregard...anything goes...and I wouldn't have it any other way...
*The Ace smirks sadistically*
See that is exactly what my 'dark personality' as you call it, revels in, its no secret that I try and adapt to my opponent's style in the ring, so its only logical that my psychology also adapts accordingly, its a question of light and shadow once again...yo see you may criticise me for many things, you may even say you've made your own way, but so far you haven't made your way through me, and I doubt you will, no matter how prepared you are, being prepared for my words does not automatically mean you are prepared for my actions Knite...and that is your biggest mistake, for it will not be my words that take you down, but rather my actions, desire is nothing without drive...and whilst you may possess both, only I have these qualities in spades...
*The Ace laughs*
I am The Blonde Stallion so I guess it follows if you were once again to take that literally that I would have a horse's ass, but as great as my ass is its not really of any relevance here and certainly none of your concern...or maybe it is since you are looking to kick it, but still...and furthermore, I have no problem admitting I'm a jerk, people already know that...its why they pay money to see me get my ass kicked and so often end up disappointed, but hey since we're on the subject of being unoriginal and just twisting another's words, allow me to point out, that just like a true hypocrite once again, you did the very same thing when you took my coat reference and blew it all out of proportion...
*The Ace raises an eyebrow and smirks at Knite's ignorance*
And yet you say I want to be you, I'd say I've just demonstrated the opposite to be true, its funny how many Ace wannabes I have encountered over the years, each more ignorant than the last, and you Knite are no exception...and yes I'll also admit that a staple of being in the Corporate Empire is a certain love for gold and green, but I also love the red - especially when I spill it from every orifice of my opponent, so Knite you can play the suck up and tell these fans exactly what they want to hear, tell them that you love the sport, play the classic good guy card, but deep down, we both know you're just like me, the only real difference is you use emotion to suck up to people like Kelly and these fans, whereas it is my distinct lack of emotion that makes me a suck up to 'better men' in your eyes...you can claim to have all the heart and passion and drive you want, what good has any of them done for you...your heart has betrayed you because of Kelly...your passion goes unfulfilled because of Kelly...your drive is Kelly...and it takes more than that to be an Xtreme Champion...it takes a Killer - not a Kelly - instinct...no she just Fox up your chances Knite...
*The Ace laughs in merriment at the word play*
It is often said that one sells his soul to the Devil, but since I am him, I possess neither heart nor soul enough to care, all that matters is the win, and not the way it is attained, as you well know of me already Knite, when a man truly has no heart or soul, he has nothing to lose...you may call that pathetic, you may criticise me for solving my problems cheaply yet efficiently instead of paying my dues and doing everything the honest idiot's way, but hey if it works, who am I to argue? I know I don't have to face anyone I don't want to, that's why Jason makes a point of name dropping me almost every promo, he's begging for my attention, and when he gets it he'll be sorry...but not as sorry as you will be after this Sunday for underestimating my abilities Adam, I often don't have to solve my problems head on, but since you insist, this Sunday prepare to be dealt full golden glory and majesty of The Ace...I may be a phony but the beating you are talking yourself into will be very real indeed...my existence may be laughable...but after Last Stand...it will be undeniable...
*The Ace is interrupted by a beeping from his cell phone which is the opening bars of 'You Know My Name', he leans over and collects it from the bedside table, he pushes a button and smirks as he reads the text message from Steve Awesome:
Jus saw Knite runnin his mouth again, I was NOT callin u out dude, it was a joke. Honestly...ya know ya me homeslice. Peace.
DAwesome1
*The Ace puts his phone aside and returns his attention to the camera...*
Adam, I don't care about Trent, this isn't about him...you call me a sideshow freak because I'm fun for a little while...well firstly how would you know? Or is that just a fantasy I'd rather not know about that you have of me? Secondly, I'm sure if Kathy was here right now she'd disagree...
*Almost as if on cue Kathy arrives through the hotel room door, followed by Perry Hewitt, she walks over and leans over and licks her husband on the cheek before moving the title aside onto the bed and settling into his lap...*
Kathy: I not believe Adam think Kelly isss fifty time hotterrrr than me...
Ah so you saw his promo too?
Kathy: Yessss thisss morrrning...
Don't worry babe, she's got nothing on you...
Kathy: I know...
*Perry takes a seat opposite the couple as they kiss*
No problems?
Perry: None what so ever...
Where's Soli?
Perry: With the wife...don't worry, she's safe too...
Good...now I can finish this promo in peace...
*Kathy groans*
Perry: Snore...
Hey! Adam already thinks I'm boring...he says I wish I was him...
Perry: Well you know there are advantages to being Barney...it would entertain Soli...she loves him...
*Both men laugh*
He also thinks I'm jealous...
Perry: I thought you were a Scorpio...
*Both men laugh*
He says that its okay to dream big and wanting to be him is a big dream, plus you knnow the obvious jokes about being married to a circus freak and being ugly...
Kathy: Well I can fly thrrrough air with the grrrreatesssst of eassse...and you'rrre not ugly baby....but issss irrrronic that a man who talk about being yourrr nightmarrre talk now about being your drrream...
He wishes...
Kathy: I not blame him, you my drrrream come trrrue....
As you are mine, sweetie...
*Suddenly a brunette woman carrying Solitaire in her arms enters, Solitaire spots her father and immediately drops her Barney teddy as she reaches out to him, the woman hands over the eager little girl and goes to sit on Perry's lap...*
Solitaire: Dada...dada...
*In a Barney voice* Hello little girl...
*The Ace follows up his impression by kissing his daughter on the forehead and doing his best Barney the Purple Dinosaur laugh, which causes Solitaire to squeal in amusement and clap her hands in delight...all around her laugh as the camera fades...*
Perhaps I am not as good in this business as I like to believe, perhaps I can't cut decent promos without analysing and dissecting everything an opponent says to me, call it a prerequisite to actually dissecting them in the ring, I don't know, its just how I work I guess...and even though the way I work has earned me two championships here in nCw in less than a year, you Adam would much rather criticise the way in which I work than respect my accomplishments...why? Jealousy perhaps, I mean it fits, everybody is jealous of The Corporate Empire, yet I know very few people would actually admit it...least of all you Knite, you just cannot bring yourself to accept that I am one of the fastest rising stars in the history of nCw, and perhaps you will indeed finally get your revenge and take this title from me on Sunday, and for a while I will be hailed as the greatest paper Xtreme Champion since Reckoning, a man who also dropped the ball - to me - on his first defence of this title...and for a while you will feel accomplished, happy that you made good on all your promises to destroy my hopes and dreams by proving to the world that I am no better at representing the Xtreme division than some Vanilla Ice wannabe...perhaps you'll even manage to hold onto this title longer than me, and for a while you will be comforted by the fact that on that one night, you were better than me...you and Trent will laugh it up, poke some more fun at the way I work and bask in the glory of victory...but know this, even if that happens, I will have fought for this title with my last breath....
*The Ace runs a thumb along the name plate of his title*
My name may fall, it may be erased from this title on Sunday, but I will not allow it to be forgotten...you know my name...and you'd do well to remember it, because even if somehow you manage to beat me, to pull it out in this Xtreme Rules Match much like Jason did in our match at Metamorphosis, I will not fade away, I will once again move on, take a new direction, go on to bigger and better things in this company, not because management stroke my ego, but because they realise my potential...and Adam, you might consider this to be yet more of my ramblings and gibberish, but even if you beat me, it won't be the end of my world...not like you want it to be, I will never give you that satisfaction...I'll admit I'm human, I'm not infallible, I can be beaten, far greater men than you Knite have already proven that, but I cannot be destroyed, I cannot be permanently put out, least of all by someone like you Knite...
*The Ace smiles half-heartedly*
You know what I find amusing though? That you should criticise me for gibberish and rambling, when the company you keep is no better, Trent is far better at gibberish and rambling than me, yet you are willing to ignore that simply because he is your friend, someone you identify with, not only because you both enjoy mocking me so much, but because you both have gimmicks nobody can relate to or understand...you criticise me about going from light to dark, from stylish to Satan, yet you blissfully ignore your own schitzophrenia...like any true hypocrite as I've said before, we all have two sides, one we keep in light and one we keep in shadow, yours Knite is the beast known as Raptor, mine is the purest form of evil and sadism ever embodied...like Jesus was God on Earth...I am Satan...such is balance, a matter of ying yang, nature itself...of which I am a force...
*The Ace grins a little more confidently now*
Speaking of force, I don't really care how forceful or not the management are about mentioning past accomplishments infront of an nCw camera, whether it was done in jest or not, I am nobody's victim, even if I do play a rather dubious hand every now and then, it just makes me who I am...but that's the real problem here isn't it? What we do on camera is a world away from what we do behind the scenes and for that reason I will not lower myself to break kayfabe as any lesser man would, Spike is not my concern on Sunday, and neither should he be yours Knite...but I can see it really irks you when I speak my mind and put forth my perceptions and opinions on things here in nCw, and whilst I fully realise that my perception of the situation is not always the reality of it, I will never shut my mouth, just because you perceive me to be some fool, some hapless idiot that doesn't have a clue what's going on...
*The Ace sighs*
I'm sure that ignorant view you have of me as some unoriginal plagiarist will be shattered soon enough, do you worry me Knite? Yes, but not for the reasons you'd like to believe, you have already indirectly threatened to destroy my family and I'll tell you right here and right now that if you even think about laying a hand on my wife or my daughter, whether I manage to retain this belt or not will be the least of your concerns on Sunday...I don't need to make a name for myself off of you Knite, you already know my name as do the people you claim I ride the coat tails of, Steve knows it as does Davey, and contrary to what you might believe I don't rely on anyone to get the job done for me, although I'll admit it can be often very useful to have a trick up your sleeve, whether it be a weapon, a woman or a partner...it never hurts to have someone watch your back...and that is something you quite clearly don't understand...
*The Ace sighs*
Speaking of not understanding, it is quite clear any form of wit is lost on you Knite, I was not being literal about being a coat because as you said that would be moronic...something I guess you know all about, I know exactly what the phrase means and as much as you think otherwise, I have never rode off other people's success, I have paved my way here...and maybe I did it with a little help from my friends but that in itself is no bad thing, besides you have no right to criticise me when you yourself have been nothing special on your own here either, at least I managed to capture a singles title whereas you are simply known best for your tag teaming...and cconsidering I have spent the last few weeks beating you in tag team competition, I guess that really isn't as great an accomplishment as it sounds...as for being a parasite, I suppose I am in some respects, but I prefer to think of myself as the near-impossible-to-kill cockroach rather than a leech, because I just don't drain the blood of my victims, I spill it...as you shall discover very soon for yourself, first hand...I was nobody's lackey, and I never will be, that is your perception, not the reality...all those people you claim I rode the coat tails of were simply friends at the time, and sure in a way they may have been a means to an end, but that was hardly my fault now, was it? So before you criticise me about not having common sense and speaking about things I don't possibly understand, do me a favour and take your own damn advice, before I make you take your medicine...
*The Ace smirks*
I find it amusing that one who speaks so figuratively about a washing machine could possibly not digest the figurative nature of being a coat, I suppose this being an Xtreme Rules Match I could theoretically be thrown into a washing machine, but not before I leave your head on a permanent spin cycle...but as fun as washing references might be, I digress, people can point and laugh at me all they want, I wont be crying myself to sleep just because they're as ignorant as you when it comes to understanding the way in which I operate, quite frankly I'm as sick of you criticising my work ethic, dismissing it as 'parrot fashion' as you are of having your words used against you, perhaps it is a skill wasted on you, I don't know and I don't much care to be honest...it is how I have always worked, whether it intimidates you or not, it should not be my words that concern you but my actions in that ring, this is wrestling after all, not a game of scrabble...my words may not inspire fear in you, but I guess the sight of your own blood running down your own face just might, and considering that anything goes this Sunday, I'd say that that was a very strong possibility indeed, and of course the irony of that being that my blatent disregard for the rules has always been your biggest criticism of me...well you're in luck my friend, because this Sunday, there will be no rules, nothing for me to disregard...anything goes...and I wouldn't have it any other way...
*The Ace smirks sadistically*
See that is exactly what my 'dark personality' as you call it, revels in, its no secret that I try and adapt to my opponent's style in the ring, so its only logical that my psychology also adapts accordingly, its a question of light and shadow once again...yo see you may criticise me for many things, you may even say you've made your own way, but so far you haven't made your way through me, and I doubt you will, no matter how prepared you are, being prepared for my words does not automatically mean you are prepared for my actions Knite...and that is your biggest mistake, for it will not be my words that take you down, but rather my actions, desire is nothing without drive...and whilst you may possess both, only I have these qualities in spades...
*The Ace laughs*
I am The Blonde Stallion so I guess it follows if you were once again to take that literally that I would have a horse's ass, but as great as my ass is its not really of any relevance here and certainly none of your concern...or maybe it is since you are looking to kick it, but still...and furthermore, I have no problem admitting I'm a jerk, people already know that...its why they pay money to see me get my ass kicked and so often end up disappointed, but hey since we're on the subject of being unoriginal and just twisting another's words, allow me to point out, that just like a true hypocrite once again, you did the very same thing when you took my coat reference and blew it all out of proportion...
*The Ace raises an eyebrow and smirks at Knite's ignorance*
And yet you say I want to be you, I'd say I've just demonstrated the opposite to be true, its funny how many Ace wannabes I have encountered over the years, each more ignorant than the last, and you Knite are no exception...and yes I'll also admit that a staple of being in the Corporate Empire is a certain love for gold and green, but I also love the red - especially when I spill it from every orifice of my opponent, so Knite you can play the suck up and tell these fans exactly what they want to hear, tell them that you love the sport, play the classic good guy card, but deep down, we both know you're just like me, the only real difference is you use emotion to suck up to people like Kelly and these fans, whereas it is my distinct lack of emotion that makes me a suck up to 'better men' in your eyes...you can claim to have all the heart and passion and drive you want, what good has any of them done for you...your heart has betrayed you because of Kelly...your passion goes unfulfilled because of Kelly...your drive is Kelly...and it takes more than that to be an Xtreme Champion...it takes a Killer - not a Kelly - instinct...no she just Fox up your chances Knite...
*The Ace laughs in merriment at the word play*
It is often said that one sells his soul to the Devil, but since I am him, I possess neither heart nor soul enough to care, all that matters is the win, and not the way it is attained, as you well know of me already Knite, when a man truly has no heart or soul, he has nothing to lose...you may call that pathetic, you may criticise me for solving my problems cheaply yet efficiently instead of paying my dues and doing everything the honest idiot's way, but hey if it works, who am I to argue? I know I don't have to face anyone I don't want to, that's why Jason makes a point of name dropping me almost every promo, he's begging for my attention, and when he gets it he'll be sorry...but not as sorry as you will be after this Sunday for underestimating my abilities Adam, I often don't have to solve my problems head on, but since you insist, this Sunday prepare to be dealt full golden glory and majesty of The Ace...I may be a phony but the beating you are talking yourself into will be very real indeed...my existence may be laughable...but after Last Stand...it will be undeniable...
*The Ace is interrupted by a beeping from his cell phone which is the opening bars of 'You Know My Name', he leans over and collects it from the bedside table, he pushes a button and smirks as he reads the text message from Steve Awesome:
Jus saw Knite runnin his mouth again, I was NOT callin u out dude, it was a joke. Honestly...ya know ya me homeslice. Peace.
DAwesome1
*The Ace puts his phone aside and returns his attention to the camera...*
Adam, I don't care about Trent, this isn't about him...you call me a sideshow freak because I'm fun for a little while...well firstly how would you know? Or is that just a fantasy I'd rather not know about that you have of me? Secondly, I'm sure if Kathy was here right now she'd disagree...
*Almost as if on cue Kathy arrives through the hotel room door, followed by Perry Hewitt, she walks over and leans over and licks her husband on the cheek before moving the title aside onto the bed and settling into his lap...*
Kathy: I not believe Adam think Kelly isss fifty time hotterrrr than me...
Ah so you saw his promo too?
Kathy: Yessss thisss morrrning...
Don't worry babe, she's got nothing on you...
Kathy: I know...
*Perry takes a seat opposite the couple as they kiss*
No problems?
Perry: None what so ever...
Where's Soli?
Perry: With the wife...don't worry, she's safe too...
Good...now I can finish this promo in peace...
*Kathy groans*
Perry: Snore...
Hey! Adam already thinks I'm boring...he says I wish I was him...
Perry: Well you know there are advantages to being Barney...it would entertain Soli...she loves him...
*Both men laugh*
He also thinks I'm jealous...
Perry: I thought you were a Scorpio...
*Both men laugh*
He says that its okay to dream big and wanting to be him is a big dream, plus you knnow the obvious jokes about being married to a circus freak and being ugly...
Kathy: Well I can fly thrrrough air with the grrrreatesssst of eassse...and you'rrre not ugly baby....but issss irrrronic that a man who talk about being yourrr nightmarrre talk now about being your drrream...
He wishes...
Kathy: I not blame him, you my drrrream come trrrue....
As you are mine, sweetie...
*Suddenly a brunette woman carrying Solitaire in her arms enters, Solitaire spots her father and immediately drops her Barney teddy as she reaches out to him, the woman hands over the eager little girl and goes to sit on Perry's lap...*
Solitaire: Dada...dada...
*In a Barney voice* Hello little girl...
*The Ace follows up his impression by kissing his daughter on the forehead and doing his best Barney the Purple Dinosaur laugh, which causes Solitaire to squeal in amusement and clap her hands in delight...all around her laugh as the camera fades...*