Post by The Ace on Aug 5, 2009 11:20:15 GMT -6
*The scene opens with the following short information film...*
*We then hear The Ace's voice as he narrates the following words as they appear on the black screen in bold white text...*
*The scene then opens with The Ace standing next to a tree which has The Ace's 'Wanted' poster on it, courtesy of Jimmy Zane's last promo. The Ace is dressed in a Third Reich military uniform, he speaks with a German accent directly to the camera...*
D.S. Grace: Guten Abend, ztupid American pig dogz! My name iz General D.S. Grace of the hornal Zhird Reich Zpelling Zquadon or SS Divizion for zhort und I hail McZorely, our graciouz und fearlezz leader - the Fuhrer of ze full stops, the Profezzor of ze Period, the Zultan of Zpelling und ze zemi-colonz. Zat's right, for all zoze less aztute amongzt you, Ich bin a Grammar Nazi und very proud of it too! For too long now you uzelezz American fat boyz mit zur uzeless und frankly quite inferior education zyztem have allowed zeze travezties to pazz...
*The Ace points to the word 'Incredibally' as it a appears in the poster...*
D.S. Grace: I like Zane, it iz a very efficient German zounding name, don't you zink? But I cannot ztand for zloppy zpelling but it may not be hiz fault, no, it may be the nCw Graphicz Department on zer coffee break or zomething, but I imagine that any man who took zo much time and trouble to zpell out vinning to hiz opponent would at leazt notice such a fundamental error in the visual aid of hiz promo, nein? Perhapz diz Zane is not that efficient after all, perhapz we in the doppel S have grozzly undereztimated hiz intelligence, ve Germanz are alwayz doing zat you know! Vat elze can you expect from a nation zat brought Hitler's bullzhit for zo long, eh?
*The Ace does the garbled laughter of a military general...*
D.S. Grace: Oh vell, itz all vater under ze bridge now as zey zay im England, nein? I muzt admit, ziz Ace fellow iz a very handzome, ze piczure is great und if he had been around zeventy yearz ago, zer iz every pozzibility zat he would have been a prime candidate for Hitler'z Racial Hygiene regime. A fit young man who iz blonde, ja, ja...zhame about ze brownezz of ze eyez though, otherwize he may have been a fine pozter boy for ze Zupreme Aryan Race rather zan juzt a poster boy for Zane's uzeless 'vanted' campaign...
*The Ace frowns and shakes his head*
D.S. Grace: Zuch a vazte, such a vazte! Oh vell, can't have it all, can ve?
*The scene fades to a black screen where the following words appear in white bold text as The Ace narrates them...*
*The scene reopens with The Ace standing by the same tree but this time he is out of his Grammar Nazi uniform and the poster has been removed, The Ace is instead stood in a simple black t-shirt bearing his new 'Not Afraid to Call Your Bluff' logo, jeans and red bandanna...*
I am obviously a very astute follower of Darwin's Theories on Evolution and although I personally have never believed in the implications imposed by Social Darwinism myself, I will say that you Zane have given me ample cause to accept some of its guiding principles as the truth. Call me a Nazi at this point if you must, I don't much care to be honest, Jimmy. The fact is that you sunshine are perhaps the best argument for Eugenics there probably has ever been or ever will be in this world. Darwin's social implications were a blueprint for weeding out those weak of mind and body, in much the same way as this match has been designed to do, but you just don't get it do you Zane? This match and my previous promo was about so much more than just the name of a stipulation, it was about illustrating a fundamental principle within natural law...
*The scene fades to black and white text appears once more as again The Ace narrates...*
*The scene switches back to The Ace by the tree*
I must say Zane if you could not wrap your head around such a basic ideology then Punisher must be spinning in his grave right now and weeping for the lost cause that he had the misfortune of calling 'son'. See, you may argue Zane that much of my diatribe was unnecessary, but from your words and actions alone, I can only conclude that I didn't go far enough in my explanation. I'm trying to make you understand, I'm trying to educate you using something slightly more sophisticated than just smack talk here Zane, but something tells me that you're not listening, something tells me that I'd be better off educating you for a spelling bee rather than a tough wrestling contest man to man, so it seems you and I are both I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-Y unfortunate here. You obviously understand nothing of the man you face on Sunday or of the inferior bloodline that you come from, instead you want to intimidate me with your best impression of The Rock and warn me that your crazy train is coming to kick my ass - the trouble with that of course is that I'm not entirely sure that you're all aboard...
*The Ace smirks as the scene once again fades out into narrated text...*
"In this world the laws of Natural Selection apply. Nature has given the stronger and healthier the right to live. Woe betides anyone who is weak and cannot stand his ground! He cannot expect pity from anyone." - Adolf Hitler
*The scene returns to The Ace*
If you cannot be bothered to uphold your family name and honour Zane, then it is no concern of mine, if the son's primary concern is about how sacreligious my promo was rather than the fact that I'm using his father's reputation as my own personal urinal, then so be it, frankly I can't say I'm surprised - after all the apple has fallen far far from the tree.
*The Ace catches an apple in his right hand as it falls from the tree with a smirk, subtly alluding to the tree of knowledge and right now The Ace was the serpent drawing the ignorant, naked and vunerable Zane in to his inevitable ill fate...*
I would have expected the religious nonsense from Karras, but not you Zane. What's even more amusing to me here is that you claim to be a proud second generation star, a five star athlete and ten times better than me. You whose only crowning glory in this company to date has been a single five week reign as X-Division Champion and yet you still sing about it as if it was something more. That kind of sucess is mediocre at best Jimmy, so do me a favour and stop all this pot and kettle stuff, from one transitional World Champion to another X-Division transitional Champion, please just stop embarrassing yourself. Seriously, its about as tiresome as your gloating about beating AJ Phoenix, Ricky Johnson and Xavier Williams last week when you know full well that each of them has not been that which they once were when you faced them. Beating superstars who are already passed their prime is not an achievement to be proud of Zane. Nobody cares about them anymore, that whole match was nothing more than a welcome piss break for the fans who didn't want to miss the real highlights of the night...
*The scene fades out to narrated text again...*
*The scene returns to The Ace by the tree where he is now just absent mindedly playing with the apple in his hand as he speaks*
Zane, you only don't want to talk about your history because you know yourself that yours is rather lacklustre, like father like son, I guess, but equally you refuse to learn from it and so are invariably doomed to repeat it. Instead you want to give me some wishy-washy twoddle about my near future and count off random time intervals like you were some dark prophet, too bad that gimmick just like the hallucinating looney tune has already been done. Try and be original here Zane, that's all Im asking...please...
*The Ace sighs as if all hope of that ever happening is lost forever*
Do you ever think before you speak Zane? I mean seriously, stop, just stop promising to beat me with everything you have, which evidently isn't all that much to begin with, and please, please stop sucking off Gib, Adam and all your other more successful friends for five minutes and listen to me. Association does not afford you power and respect, you cannot just steal Spike Kane's go to gimmick when he's in a professional stump and hope that stable hopping works for you too. He's a veteran of thirteen years and even he will tell you that The Syndicate is not a stable and more a bunch of sheep aimlessly wandering about so desperate for attention that they'll get in anyone and everyone's business. In fact, isn't that precisely the reason why you're in this mess now? Equally you cannot just steal Gib's entire reason for being and just name drop Adam in the hope that somebody, anybody pays attention to you., it just doesn't work that way...
*The Ace takes a bite of his apple and swallows before continuing*
Obviously, you've already bitten off more than you can chew here Zane, and this Sunday I will force you to swallow it and then the only staying power that you will have is the power to stay down for a count of 21. True Zane, I may not have the staying power that you have with Logan, Gib and Mac who continually wallow in obscurity with so little accomplishment to their name, but at least like many of my fly by night comrades that you mentioned, at least like Joe, Jack, Ricky and Xavier, I am a multiple title holder here in nCw, something you'll never be Zane, just like your father never was. It's not bad luck, just bad genetics...
*The Ace shrugs it off and happily takes another bite of his apple before turning away and walking out of shot, the camera fades on the lonely apple tree stood there all alone having to face the inevitability that just like for Jimmy Zane, it's time in the spotlight was over before it even had a chance to begin...*
*We then hear The Ace's voice as he narrates the following words as they appear on the black screen in bold white text...*
They were wrong. What they actually produced was Jimmy Zane...
*The scene then opens with The Ace standing next to a tree which has The Ace's 'Wanted' poster on it, courtesy of Jimmy Zane's last promo. The Ace is dressed in a Third Reich military uniform, he speaks with a German accent directly to the camera...*
D.S. Grace: Guten Abend, ztupid American pig dogz! My name iz General D.S. Grace of the hornal Zhird Reich Zpelling Zquadon or SS Divizion for zhort und I hail McZorely, our graciouz und fearlezz leader - the Fuhrer of ze full stops, the Profezzor of ze Period, the Zultan of Zpelling und ze zemi-colonz. Zat's right, for all zoze less aztute amongzt you, Ich bin a Grammar Nazi und very proud of it too! For too long now you uzelezz American fat boyz mit zur uzeless und frankly quite inferior education zyztem have allowed zeze travezties to pazz...
*The Ace points to the word 'Incredibally' as it a appears in the poster...*
D.S. Grace: I like Zane, it iz a very efficient German zounding name, don't you zink? But I cannot ztand for zloppy zpelling but it may not be hiz fault, no, it may be the nCw Graphicz Department on zer coffee break or zomething, but I imagine that any man who took zo much time and trouble to zpell out vinning to hiz opponent would at leazt notice such a fundamental error in the visual aid of hiz promo, nein? Perhapz diz Zane is not that efficient after all, perhapz we in the doppel S have grozzly undereztimated hiz intelligence, ve Germanz are alwayz doing zat you know! Vat elze can you expect from a nation zat brought Hitler's bullzhit for zo long, eh?
*The Ace does the garbled laughter of a military general...*
D.S. Grace: Oh vell, itz all vater under ze bridge now as zey zay im England, nein? I muzt admit, ziz Ace fellow iz a very handzome, ze piczure is great und if he had been around zeventy yearz ago, zer iz every pozzibility zat he would have been a prime candidate for Hitler'z Racial Hygiene regime. A fit young man who iz blonde, ja, ja...zhame about ze brownezz of ze eyez though, otherwize he may have been a fine pozter boy for ze Zupreme Aryan Race rather zan juzt a poster boy for Zane's uzeless 'vanted' campaign...
*The Ace frowns and shakes his head*
D.S. Grace: Zuch a vazte, such a vazte! Oh vell, can't have it all, can ve?
*The scene fades to a black screen where the following words appear in white bold text as The Ace narrates them...*
"Eugenics is the study of agencies under social control that improve or impair the racial qualities of future generations either mentally or physically..." - Sir Francis Galton
*The scene reopens with The Ace standing by the same tree but this time he is out of his Grammar Nazi uniform and the poster has been removed, The Ace is instead stood in a simple black t-shirt bearing his new 'Not Afraid to Call Your Bluff' logo, jeans and red bandanna...*
I am obviously a very astute follower of Darwin's Theories on Evolution and although I personally have never believed in the implications imposed by Social Darwinism myself, I will say that you Zane have given me ample cause to accept some of its guiding principles as the truth. Call me a Nazi at this point if you must, I don't much care to be honest, Jimmy. The fact is that you sunshine are perhaps the best argument for Eugenics there probably has ever been or ever will be in this world. Darwin's social implications were a blueprint for weeding out those weak of mind and body, in much the same way as this match has been designed to do, but you just don't get it do you Zane? This match and my previous promo was about so much more than just the name of a stipulation, it was about illustrating a fundamental principle within natural law...
*The scene fades to black and white text appears once more as again The Ace narrates...*
"With savages the weak in body or mind are soon eliminated, we civilised men on the other hand do our upmost to check the process of elimination. We build asylums for the imbecile, the maimed and the sick, thus the weak members of civilised society propogate their kind. No one who has tended to the breeding of domestic animals would doubt that this must be highly endurious to the race of Man, hardly anyone is so ignorant as to allow his worst animals to breed..." - Charles Darwin
*The scene switches back to The Ace by the tree*
I must say Zane if you could not wrap your head around such a basic ideology then Punisher must be spinning in his grave right now and weeping for the lost cause that he had the misfortune of calling 'son'. See, you may argue Zane that much of my diatribe was unnecessary, but from your words and actions alone, I can only conclude that I didn't go far enough in my explanation. I'm trying to make you understand, I'm trying to educate you using something slightly more sophisticated than just smack talk here Zane, but something tells me that you're not listening, something tells me that I'd be better off educating you for a spelling bee rather than a tough wrestling contest man to man, so it seems you and I are both I-N-C-R-E-D-I-B-L-Y unfortunate here. You obviously understand nothing of the man you face on Sunday or of the inferior bloodline that you come from, instead you want to intimidate me with your best impression of The Rock and warn me that your crazy train is coming to kick my ass - the trouble with that of course is that I'm not entirely sure that you're all aboard...
*The Ace smirks as the scene once again fades out into narrated text...*
"In this world the laws of Natural Selection apply. Nature has given the stronger and healthier the right to live. Woe betides anyone who is weak and cannot stand his ground! He cannot expect pity from anyone." - Adolf Hitler
*The scene returns to The Ace*
If you cannot be bothered to uphold your family name and honour Zane, then it is no concern of mine, if the son's primary concern is about how sacreligious my promo was rather than the fact that I'm using his father's reputation as my own personal urinal, then so be it, frankly I can't say I'm surprised - after all the apple has fallen far far from the tree.
*The Ace catches an apple in his right hand as it falls from the tree with a smirk, subtly alluding to the tree of knowledge and right now The Ace was the serpent drawing the ignorant, naked and vunerable Zane in to his inevitable ill fate...*
I would have expected the religious nonsense from Karras, but not you Zane. What's even more amusing to me here is that you claim to be a proud second generation star, a five star athlete and ten times better than me. You whose only crowning glory in this company to date has been a single five week reign as X-Division Champion and yet you still sing about it as if it was something more. That kind of sucess is mediocre at best Jimmy, so do me a favour and stop all this pot and kettle stuff, from one transitional World Champion to another X-Division transitional Champion, please just stop embarrassing yourself. Seriously, its about as tiresome as your gloating about beating AJ Phoenix, Ricky Johnson and Xavier Williams last week when you know full well that each of them has not been that which they once were when you faced them. Beating superstars who are already passed their prime is not an achievement to be proud of Zane. Nobody cares about them anymore, that whole match was nothing more than a welcome piss break for the fans who didn't want to miss the real highlights of the night...
*The scene fades out to narrated text again...*
"All that is non-viable in Nature invariably perishes. We humans have transgressed the law of Natural Selection in the last decades. Not only have we supported inferior lifeforms, we have encouraged their propogation. The offspring of these sick people looked like this..."
"Individuals lower than any beasts" - Adapted from German Eugenics campaign film.
*The scene returns to The Ace by the tree where he is now just absent mindedly playing with the apple in his hand as he speaks*
Zane, you only don't want to talk about your history because you know yourself that yours is rather lacklustre, like father like son, I guess, but equally you refuse to learn from it and so are invariably doomed to repeat it. Instead you want to give me some wishy-washy twoddle about my near future and count off random time intervals like you were some dark prophet, too bad that gimmick just like the hallucinating looney tune has already been done. Try and be original here Zane, that's all Im asking...please...
*The Ace sighs as if all hope of that ever happening is lost forever*
Do you ever think before you speak Zane? I mean seriously, stop, just stop promising to beat me with everything you have, which evidently isn't all that much to begin with, and please, please stop sucking off Gib, Adam and all your other more successful friends for five minutes and listen to me. Association does not afford you power and respect, you cannot just steal Spike Kane's go to gimmick when he's in a professional stump and hope that stable hopping works for you too. He's a veteran of thirteen years and even he will tell you that The Syndicate is not a stable and more a bunch of sheep aimlessly wandering about so desperate for attention that they'll get in anyone and everyone's business. In fact, isn't that precisely the reason why you're in this mess now? Equally you cannot just steal Gib's entire reason for being and just name drop Adam in the hope that somebody, anybody pays attention to you., it just doesn't work that way...
*The Ace takes a bite of his apple and swallows before continuing*
Obviously, you've already bitten off more than you can chew here Zane, and this Sunday I will force you to swallow it and then the only staying power that you will have is the power to stay down for a count of 21. True Zane, I may not have the staying power that you have with Logan, Gib and Mac who continually wallow in obscurity with so little accomplishment to their name, but at least like many of my fly by night comrades that you mentioned, at least like Joe, Jack, Ricky and Xavier, I am a multiple title holder here in nCw, something you'll never be Zane, just like your father never was. It's not bad luck, just bad genetics...
*The Ace shrugs it off and happily takes another bite of his apple before turning away and walking out of shot, the camera fades on the lonely apple tree stood there all alone having to face the inevitability that just like for Jimmy Zane, it's time in the spotlight was over before it even had a chance to begin...*