Post by The Ace on Feb 15, 2009 9:00:06 GMT -6
*The scene opens in a quaint little restaurant where The Ace and Kathy are sat on a table in the corner sharing some quality time this Valentine's evening...we join them mid conversation...*
Kathy: I'm so glad we had this chance, we do this so rarely nowadays...
I'm sorry baby, but I promise after I win this Sunday, things will be different for us...with the extra money the most prestigious title in nCw brings I'll finally be able to get you the things you most desire...
Kathy: Jake, you know material things don't matter to me, all I care about is you, our daughter and spending the rest of our lives together...I understand that its not easy to be a wrestler's wife and that we're always on the road with a camera watching us at every turn, but frankly if I wasn't up for it, I would never have married you...
I know sweetie, still sometimes I feel you deserve a better life than the one I can give you...
Kathy: Nonsense, I love my little lecturing snugglebunny...and honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way...
*Kathy laughs*
So you saw Jack's promo earlier too huh?
Kathy: Of course I did, and yes I know you probably have to address it now or there wouldn't be an nCw cameraman filming us over there right now...
*The Ace looks a little ashamed*
Sorry...
Kathy: It's okay babe, I know how much this match means to you, its part of the job, and besides the sooner The Ace puts his opponents in their place, the sooner I can get back to my romantic evening with Jake Conway...
I really don't deserve you, you know...
Kathy: I know...
*She loved to tease him*
Kathy: I've got to go powder my nose anyway, I'll try to take half an hour, will that be enough?
*Kathy smiled*
Better make it forty five minutes...just to be sure...
*The couple grinned at each other*
Kathy: Deal...
*She leant over and kissed him quickly, before getting up to leave, The Ace allowed himself the luxury of watching her hips sway provocatively under that tight little red dress as she walked away, obviously a few other men in the restaurant joined him in the pleasure before being thumped on the arm by their unimpressed wives...The Ace turned to the camera...*
Jack, I'll make this relatively quick sunshine as quite frankly I have better things to do with my time tonight, tomorrow night however I will have nothing better to do with my time than kick the crap out of Jack Hammond and Xavier Williams...you see, it doesn't matter to me if you're not going to take this match seriously enough, it doesn't matter to me if you don't see this as the biggest match of your career so far...you'd rather spend your time trying to be Jack Napier than Jack Hammond, that's fine...though you wouldn't make a convincing Joker anyway, just like you don't make for a convincing World Champion to be quite honest...but you probably think I'm lecturing you again, when in actual fact I'm just stating the facts as they are...so by all means go back to your squirrel watching, since that's obviously more important to you...because whether you pay attention to me now or not, after Sunday night is over, you'll still be trading in your jester's hat for a dunce's hat and you'll still be trading in your title for obscurity...
*The Ace smirks*
You're not the first Jack to have a problem with the way I deliver my promos, and you wont be the last, hell Xavier probably has the same issues but I don't care what either of you think, I've always been able to get the job done in the ring, certainly when it comes to beating the two of you, and I will do so yet again at Crossroads...because despite it all, my technique of verbally dissecting an opponent before I physically destroy them often works a treat, it throws them off their game long enough for me to seize the advantage, and as I'm sure both you and Xavier know all too well by now, this Sunday three seconds over either of you is all the advantage I need, and Jack if you still don't get it, perhaps the next time we face off I really will need to bring a Powerpoint Presentation with me to break it down, before I break you down...
*The Ace laughs*
I know, I know...Xavier has promised to break you this Sunday too, but he has also promised me that this time he will beat me, and given his current track record which one of us do you think will be man enough to live up to their promises, huh? That's right...me...The Ace...you may not intend to relinquish the belt Jack, but when I force you to spill your blood and connfront the pain of many a broken and bruised limb this Sunday, you will have little other choice...much more than your body is on the line here Jack, and I'm glad that at least part of you realises that enough to say your completely focused, because honestly anything but complete focus against a man like me is suicide, and this Sunday we will see if your actions hang on your words or whether your words serve as only the rope by which you hang yourself in what will be a very public execution by the man who was one the executioner of a grand Empire...your only solace Jack is that you will not be marching to the gallows alone, you will be walking hand in hand with your old friend Xavier Williams - the man who would be in the Hall of Fame but shall instead end up in the Hall of FameAcer this Sunday night...along of course, with your good self Jack 'The Jesting Hamster' Hammond...I may still be a berk in your eyes Jack but the fact remains, neither you nor your buddy have beaten me and no amount of name calling will change that...
*The Ace sighs*
You'll be lucky enough to be feeling anything by the time I'm done Jack, never mind feeling all warm and fuzzy, but I digress, I suppose I better address X one last time just to be fair so that I too can never be accused of losing focus here...after all it is a triple threat match, Xavier, I seem to have touched one hell of a nerve by talking about chance in this match, and it still seems you don't get it...I earned my rematch for the title by taking out Steve at Metamorphosis last month and his buddy Johnny Rotten the month before after losing at Road to The Gold, so don't think for one second you can question my right to be in this match, ever since last September I've worked my way back up to this point, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let someone who doesn't understand the difference between simple statistics and fate stand in my way...I never talked about controlling fate, all I did was give you some simple numbers, some math which could not be refuted no matter how you tried so you resorted to doing a bad impression of me whining and dragging my wife and daughter into this, and for that alone, I say to you what I said to Hammond, is it not enough for you that I simply take the title, why must you force my hand to destroy you and crush you into oblivion just as soon as you would crush my hopes, dreams and aspirations of being Champion?
*The Ace sighs*
You may not appreciate the value of history as I do, X and for that I pity you, for you seek only to rape my destiny and turn my dream into the darkest of nightmares this Sunday, but still in the end it is I who will have to tell my daughter one day, and to look my wife in the face on Monday morning and admit something a white man should never be proud to admit...and that is on Sunday, February 15th, 2009, the world was forced to watch me turn back the clock 300 years and whoop a poor misguided black man into submission... and for that I am truly sorry, and I fear that not even the coveted World Title will be enough compensation for such an earth shattering tragedy....you Xavier, seek only to shatter the fragile rose-tinted glass of my fondest dream, but you do so at the expense of forcing me to break every bone in your body and in turn admit to those I love that despite three centuries of social evolution, the white world still runs on the blood of the black man...
*The Ace sighs as Kathy returns to the table*
Kathy: Please tell me you're done...
Yes...actually I am...
Kathy: Oh good...
*Kathy sits down as The Ace passes a red envelope and a single rose across the table...*
For you madam...
*Kathy excitedly opens the envelope and pulls out a pink heart-shaped card with a black and white kitten on the front...she opens it and a golden spade-shaped locket falls out of it...she puts the card down for a moment and opens the locket to find a small picture of the happy couple inside...*
Kathy: It's beautiful...
So are you sweetie...
*They kiss and then Kathy reads the card out loud...*
Kathy: To my darling dear wife
May the rose of our love never wilt,
May the foundation of our long and happy life
Remain forever strengthened and built...
*Kathy kisses her husband again*
Kathy: I hope so too darling...I know we will...I love you, and whilst others may curse your gift with words, I adore it...
I'm glad someone appreciates it...
Kathy: You know I do...
*The couple kiss again as the scene fades out, leaving the couple to continue their date in private...*
Kathy: I'm so glad we had this chance, we do this so rarely nowadays...
I'm sorry baby, but I promise after I win this Sunday, things will be different for us...with the extra money the most prestigious title in nCw brings I'll finally be able to get you the things you most desire...
Kathy: Jake, you know material things don't matter to me, all I care about is you, our daughter and spending the rest of our lives together...I understand that its not easy to be a wrestler's wife and that we're always on the road with a camera watching us at every turn, but frankly if I wasn't up for it, I would never have married you...
I know sweetie, still sometimes I feel you deserve a better life than the one I can give you...
Kathy: Nonsense, I love my little lecturing snugglebunny...and honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way...
*Kathy laughs*
So you saw Jack's promo earlier too huh?
Kathy: Of course I did, and yes I know you probably have to address it now or there wouldn't be an nCw cameraman filming us over there right now...
*The Ace looks a little ashamed*
Sorry...
Kathy: It's okay babe, I know how much this match means to you, its part of the job, and besides the sooner The Ace puts his opponents in their place, the sooner I can get back to my romantic evening with Jake Conway...
I really don't deserve you, you know...
Kathy: I know...
*She loved to tease him*
Kathy: I've got to go powder my nose anyway, I'll try to take half an hour, will that be enough?
*Kathy smiled*
Better make it forty five minutes...just to be sure...
*The couple grinned at each other*
Kathy: Deal...
*She leant over and kissed him quickly, before getting up to leave, The Ace allowed himself the luxury of watching her hips sway provocatively under that tight little red dress as she walked away, obviously a few other men in the restaurant joined him in the pleasure before being thumped on the arm by their unimpressed wives...The Ace turned to the camera...*
Jack, I'll make this relatively quick sunshine as quite frankly I have better things to do with my time tonight, tomorrow night however I will have nothing better to do with my time than kick the crap out of Jack Hammond and Xavier Williams...you see, it doesn't matter to me if you're not going to take this match seriously enough, it doesn't matter to me if you don't see this as the biggest match of your career so far...you'd rather spend your time trying to be Jack Napier than Jack Hammond, that's fine...though you wouldn't make a convincing Joker anyway, just like you don't make for a convincing World Champion to be quite honest...but you probably think I'm lecturing you again, when in actual fact I'm just stating the facts as they are...so by all means go back to your squirrel watching, since that's obviously more important to you...because whether you pay attention to me now or not, after Sunday night is over, you'll still be trading in your jester's hat for a dunce's hat and you'll still be trading in your title for obscurity...
*The Ace smirks*
You're not the first Jack to have a problem with the way I deliver my promos, and you wont be the last, hell Xavier probably has the same issues but I don't care what either of you think, I've always been able to get the job done in the ring, certainly when it comes to beating the two of you, and I will do so yet again at Crossroads...because despite it all, my technique of verbally dissecting an opponent before I physically destroy them often works a treat, it throws them off their game long enough for me to seize the advantage, and as I'm sure both you and Xavier know all too well by now, this Sunday three seconds over either of you is all the advantage I need, and Jack if you still don't get it, perhaps the next time we face off I really will need to bring a Powerpoint Presentation with me to break it down, before I break you down...
*The Ace laughs*
I know, I know...Xavier has promised to break you this Sunday too, but he has also promised me that this time he will beat me, and given his current track record which one of us do you think will be man enough to live up to their promises, huh? That's right...me...The Ace...you may not intend to relinquish the belt Jack, but when I force you to spill your blood and connfront the pain of many a broken and bruised limb this Sunday, you will have little other choice...much more than your body is on the line here Jack, and I'm glad that at least part of you realises that enough to say your completely focused, because honestly anything but complete focus against a man like me is suicide, and this Sunday we will see if your actions hang on your words or whether your words serve as only the rope by which you hang yourself in what will be a very public execution by the man who was one the executioner of a grand Empire...your only solace Jack is that you will not be marching to the gallows alone, you will be walking hand in hand with your old friend Xavier Williams - the man who would be in the Hall of Fame but shall instead end up in the Hall of FameAcer this Sunday night...along of course, with your good self Jack 'The Jesting Hamster' Hammond...I may still be a berk in your eyes Jack but the fact remains, neither you nor your buddy have beaten me and no amount of name calling will change that...
*The Ace sighs*
You'll be lucky enough to be feeling anything by the time I'm done Jack, never mind feeling all warm and fuzzy, but I digress, I suppose I better address X one last time just to be fair so that I too can never be accused of losing focus here...after all it is a triple threat match, Xavier, I seem to have touched one hell of a nerve by talking about chance in this match, and it still seems you don't get it...I earned my rematch for the title by taking out Steve at Metamorphosis last month and his buddy Johnny Rotten the month before after losing at Road to The Gold, so don't think for one second you can question my right to be in this match, ever since last September I've worked my way back up to this point, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let someone who doesn't understand the difference between simple statistics and fate stand in my way...I never talked about controlling fate, all I did was give you some simple numbers, some math which could not be refuted no matter how you tried so you resorted to doing a bad impression of me whining and dragging my wife and daughter into this, and for that alone, I say to you what I said to Hammond, is it not enough for you that I simply take the title, why must you force my hand to destroy you and crush you into oblivion just as soon as you would crush my hopes, dreams and aspirations of being Champion?
*The Ace sighs*
You may not appreciate the value of history as I do, X and for that I pity you, for you seek only to rape my destiny and turn my dream into the darkest of nightmares this Sunday, but still in the end it is I who will have to tell my daughter one day, and to look my wife in the face on Monday morning and admit something a white man should never be proud to admit...and that is on Sunday, February 15th, 2009, the world was forced to watch me turn back the clock 300 years and whoop a poor misguided black man into submission... and for that I am truly sorry, and I fear that not even the coveted World Title will be enough compensation for such an earth shattering tragedy....you Xavier, seek only to shatter the fragile rose-tinted glass of my fondest dream, but you do so at the expense of forcing me to break every bone in your body and in turn admit to those I love that despite three centuries of social evolution, the white world still runs on the blood of the black man...
*The Ace sighs as Kathy returns to the table*
Kathy: Please tell me you're done...
Yes...actually I am...
Kathy: Oh good...
*Kathy sits down as The Ace passes a red envelope and a single rose across the table...*
For you madam...
*Kathy excitedly opens the envelope and pulls out a pink heart-shaped card with a black and white kitten on the front...she opens it and a golden spade-shaped locket falls out of it...she puts the card down for a moment and opens the locket to find a small picture of the happy couple inside...*
Kathy: It's beautiful...
So are you sweetie...
*They kiss and then Kathy reads the card out loud...*
Kathy: To my darling dear wife
May the rose of our love never wilt,
May the foundation of our long and happy life
Remain forever strengthened and built...
*Kathy kisses her husband again*
Kathy: I hope so too darling...I know we will...I love you, and whilst others may curse your gift with words, I adore it...
I'm glad someone appreciates it...
Kathy: You know I do...
*The couple kiss again as the scene fades out, leaving the couple to continue their date in private...*