Final Entrant, but Public Enemy #1...(3k on the mf'n dot)
May 21, 2024 1:42:31 GMT -5
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Post by Doc Holiday on May 21, 2024 1:42:31 GMT -5
The scene opens up outside of one of Las Vegas' premiere memorabilia shops 'Ultimate Sports Cards and Memorabilia'. There is a line out the door as people are waiting in line to receive autographs of someone. As the camera makes it towards the front of the store you see a poster with Action Wrestling Megastar, Doc Holiday picture on it with the words 'Today only from 1-5'. A cinematic fast forward shows the line go in and then dwindle down until eventually there are only a few people left in the shop. The camera heads inside where Doc and Jens are both sitting at the table where there are only a few pictures available to sign. Doc and Jens are both wearing matching charcoal grey Armani suits. Doc scribbles out an autograph as they make small talk with each other and the fans.
"Dude you have to check out the TikTok I sent you with the new EA College Football preview" Jens says excitedly.
"I will when I get a chance, I've been a little more focused on the Havoc Rumble, so I haven't really had time to check the thirty thousand Tik Toks that you send me" Doc says jokingly as he scribbles out an autograph for a young man roughly in his late 20's.
"You've gotta relax, otherwise you're going to be wound too tight for the Rumble itself." Jens says, taking a drink of his water bottle.
The last of the people who are getting signatures approach and get their items signed or take a picture. The store owner, an older man with gray hair and a goatee walks up to Doc and Jens as the last customers leave the table.
"Hey Doc, thanks for doing this. You definitely brought in a lot of traffic and in turn a lot of business." The owner remarks.
"No problem, just out here trying to connect with the fans." Doc says shaking the owner's hand. "Without them, I wouldn't be where I'm at right now." Doc takes a look around the store and the signed jerseys, "I might have to snag a couple of these."
Just then a blonde woman in her late 20's, and what appears to be her young son, probably around 7-8 years old walks through the doors of the shop.
"Sorry ma'am, but the autograph session ended about 15 minutes ago."
"Oh, I'm sorry. We just got into town and thought that we would be able to make it in time." The woman says.
"Hey, it's no problem," Doc reassures the store owner. As he beckons the The woman and her son towards the autograph table.
"Thank you so much," The woman says.
"Where are you guys from?" Doc asks the little boy and his mom.
"We're from Iowa," the little kid says.
"Oh really?" Doc says with a sly smile. "I see you're a wrestler too" pointing out the fact that he's wearing a t-shirt with 'Fearless Mat Club' in black and red lettering
"Yeah I'm alright at it, I won state AAU last year." The kid says with a beaming smile.
"Oh really, did you know that I used to wrestle at the University of Iowa?" Doc says
"I do, I've watched a lot of your matches on YouTube." The kid replies to Doc.
"Wow, you are a big fan of mine." Doc says with a grin.
"My wrestling coach says that I even wrestle like you do." The kid says getting in wrestling stance.
"Dang, that's pretty close to my stance." Doc says chuckling at the kids replication of his wrestling stance.
There is something very eerily similar between Doc and this kid. All of a sudden facial features become more distinguishable, eye color, and so on. Jens is the first to notice, his eyes go wide as he doesn't say a word, but can only cover his mouth. The woman quickly re-directs her son.
"Hey Dante, why don't you go see if you can find some Pokémon cards. Maybe Doc's friend Jens can help you. Right, Jens?" The woman says.
"But I'm talking to Doc Holiday!" Dante says very excitedly.
"I know, but the shop is going to close here in a little bit and it'll give you something to do in the hotel room" The woman says.
Dante hangs his head a little bit dejectedly, "OK"
"Here little man, let me show you where they are." Jens says getting up "I was eyeing some Pikachu's over here earlier today"
"Pikachu is for babies," Dante says.
"That's the most out of pocket thing I've heard." Jens says as he and the kid walk to the other side of the store.
The woman stands there with Doc at the autograph table. Her hands clasped together nervously.
"You don't remember me do you?" The woman says nervously
Doc squints his eyes with a confused look on his face, "Not particularly, should I?"
"Well we both went to the University of Iowa" The woman says.
"Ohhhhh yeah" Doc says, starting to remember a few things now, "You were eh, Football Cheerleader?"
"Basketball," The woman says.
"Oh yeah, that's right, yeah I remember seeing you around." Doc says.
"My name is Lesley," the woman says.
"Oh yeah, how have you been?" Doc asks the woman.
"Great" Lesley says, pausing for a moment. "Do you not remember anything?"
"Remember what?" Doc says somewhat weirded out by this lady who knows him
"We ummmm, hooked up at a Halloween party my Senior year." Lesley says.
Doc completely blanks on the event. Was it the chair shots to the head, the copious drinking and partying with Jens, or did it just slip his mind. "We did?"
"We were both pretty drunk," Lesley says.
"Damn, I wish I would've remembered," Doc says jokingly.
"Well I'm not really here to relive that moment." Lesley says nervously.
Doc chuckles, "Well what are you here for then?"
"Dante" She says pausing, having a hard time getting the words out "He's your son..."
To Be Continued...
The scene opens the dark and empty Allegiant Stadium in Las Vegas, Nevada. Everything is all set up for The Havoc Rumble. Everywhere you look is AW insignia, the seat, barricades, announce tables, down the huge ass AW logo in the middle of the ring where Doc Holiday stands. Giant spotlight turns on and highlights him as he adjusts his black Armani suit. It's time to get down to business. Time to send out the final warning to everyone on the roster who dares stand in his way of becoming the last man standing in this very ring. His focus shifts towards the camera.
"It's finally here, time for me show the world what I've been saying the last few months. IT'S MY TIME! This Havoc is my time to PROVE that I am the best in Action Wrestling. It's inevitable now, I mean I'm the topic of discussion, public enemy number one. The one everyone will mention when they cut their little promo's. It's only been a little over a year into being here and I've accomplished more than anyone ever thought I would. I won belts, faced some the toughest competitors, earned the respect of the top veterans, and stood out as a premier talent. I did this all without holding the most prized possession in the game, The World Championship title. So many times, I've come close, and so many times I let myself be distracted by nonsense. Now there are no distractions or excuses, just me going out there as the last entrant and throwing whoever I have to over that top rope to walk out the winner! I fought like hell to become the last entrant and I will fight like hell in the rumble to be the last one in it. NO ONE wants this more than me! I've given my all to this company and it now it's time for me to collect what it owes me. None of you deserve this shit more than me..
Starting with the mystery opponents. Let me guess we can pull some wild shit out our ass? We gonna see the return of the big giant fuck head, Sitcom? Are we going to see TFK's old ass climb in the ring? What about someone like Shadowbitch? The fact of the matter is that it doesn't matter. HOW DARE YOU try and think that you can come in with a surprise entrance and ruin my night? I've worked hard for this opportunity and I'll be damned if some fucking throwback champion, never was contender, or fresh new prospect changes that. You didn't have to work as hard as I did to get to where I'm at and if you did, it was so long ago, no one really cared. So remember when you come through that curtain and you hear that pop from the crowd, realize that it's about as good as it's gonna get for you. You can take you, all of that bullshit, and exit stage left, because ain't nobody got time for that shit. Go embarrass yourself somewhere else. I don't know, maybe like at the Applebee's bar, where they won't serve you another drink, because they don't know who the fuck Carter Shaw is. So to all the mystery opponents, enjoy your 'Havoc' moment, because in the end it'll be pointing to the Evolution sign as my music plays.
Next we have the 'Make a Wish' group of wrestlers consisting of Zombie McMorris, The Green, Niobe Martin, Jaice Wilds, Vespertine, Lexi Sparkles, Muru, Andre Jenson, Sara, Pettis, Jacob Koenig, Jaice Wilds. Let's just be honest, they need a miracle to win this shit. First off Zombie McMorris probably thinks that The Green, Lexi Sparkles, and Muru are drugs that he did while on his last 3 day bender. Out of those three, Muru is the only person who's had a title shot. Which was fluky as fuck. AW didn't want him getting throttled so they made it a 4-way match. Sucks to suck I guess. Moving on to Niobe Martin, what can I say that I haven't told you before, get good or give up. Jaice WIlds is so flaky that Head and Shoulders wants to sponsor him. Too bad that you can't whine your way into victory like you whined your way into a World title shot. Vespertine and Karlie Nash are so bad that they had to combine forces to conquer a tag division no one cares about. Andre Jenson, nevermind, I mean 'SKIP' which is what most people wish they do when one of his matches comes on. Sara Pettis seems to think that a comeback is in order, but best believe that her days in the sun have expired, stick to chasing your cruiserweight title. Then we have Jacob Koenig, excuse me, but WHO? You've been here before, but it's funny how no one seems to remember you or anything you've done. So stick with what you know best and just be there to fulfill whatever contractual obligations you need to fulfill.
The next group of people in this 'The Almost there club'. You know wrestlers like Draugr, Addy A, Jessie Lee, Jody Madrox, TJ Alexander. All have that ability to be the last one standing, just it's not in the cards for them right now. Of all the wrestlers I named, Jessie Lee is the one most unusual in this group. She's had her runs here in AW, a short reign as US Champ, a decent run with the TV title, but something has just held her back and it's why I can't call her a true threat to win it. It's like she's just one of those wrestlers who is stuck at the moment and I don't see her moving out of it at this time. Then we have 'The Mighty' Draugr, who has enough on his plate to even think that he will be focused on the rumble. Take a lesson from me and focus on what you have and not what you don't. Then we have Addy '2 Belts', some say the baddest bitch in the company, but I would give that title to someone like MAD, you know she's got that whole Honey Badger thing going. But anyways Addy, I think you're completely fine with your current mediocrity, don't think that you're going to play upset in my match, worry about your 'best friend' trying to take your title. Then we got Jody Madrox, someone I've learned to respect a lot. He's a guy who's gonna make waves, just not yet, give him the proper work up, just like myself and he will be up here soon. Just not this year, this year is mine and I proved that when I beat him in the Road to Havoc. Finally, amongst this group we have TJ Alexander, who does have a bright future here in Action Wrestling, I mean he's been in some high profile matches, mixing it up with the big dawgs, there's just one theme with all those matches. He's not winning them. He'll fit right in with the rest of the other entrants. ELIMINATED!
Now let me break down some of the people I see being 'contenders'. Some of you may find this as a surprise, but I think a deep run could be made by the current Omega Champion, Sicko. Just something about him just seems all too familiar. Like his puppet master is someone who's been here before. A diabolical creature who's lust for pain and destruction makes him a true menace to everyone in the ring. His only problem is that he thinks he's already won the rumble. He sits there and talks in riddles and eloquent words, picking apart everyone's character flaws like he will be the one that leads them to their ultimate downfall. I've faced my fair share of those people. They talk the talk, try to gain an edge on your psyche, but all they really do is build up this delusion of grandeur and when the bell rings, if their opponent hasn't bought into the bullshit, their plan unravels like the plot of a Scooby Doo villain. I'll keep an eye on you, but just know I can be just as cynical and destructive when I have something in my sights.
How could we forget about Big 'O'? A nickname for that has nothing to do with something he's never given to a woman. Maybe he's given Brady Bolt in the locker room. Anyways I digress. Look at you ole boy, getting your World Title shots conveniently after you were 'too injured' to fight me before. What's your excuse now? I would love nothing more than to be the one who sends your ass over the top rope so your ass can cry all the way to the back about how you built the wrestling industry into what it is today and no one respects you for it. I'm keeping my eyes on you, because I know you want to end the momentum I got going on. You would just love to be the one that threw me over, but get in line, because there's over 20 others who wanted to do the same thing. I'm the one with the biggest target on my back and that's exactly how I like it. Turn up the heat and I'll teach everyone in that ring how to cook. Just like the saying goes, 'Pressure makes diamonds', and I've been that diamond in the rough that hasn't been given the chance to show how bright I can truly shine, but at Havoc I most definitely will outshine the competition.
Teo Blaze, the underdog with a big heart. I have to admit that your reign at the top was all of a sudden, but in my opinion way overdue. You see I respect your hustle my man. You were the greatest Cruiserweight in the business and showed everyone that your talent wasn't just confined to the Cruiserweight division. You showed the grit and determination it takes to elevate your career and have just kept showing up and keep getting put in the mix for the World Title. But enough of me bolsters your ego. Because your time in the spotlight is over. It's time for me to shut Gerard the fuck up. He's probably tired of wrestling you and Odin every damn month. I'm sure in the beginning it was fun and exciting, two of Action Wrestling top commodities, but you know what they say, familiarity breeds contempt. Basically the champ needs someone new to face otherwise, he might get bored with all us 'dorks' and run off to act on Broadway or buy a soccer team...who knows?
I'm saving the best for last, Mr. Jonny Cedrone, I have no doubt in my mind that you can run the gauntlet to make it just the both of us for a title that we both want. A title that we are both needing to prove to the whole world, that we are the best at what we do. Because when you strip away the money, the cars, and the women, we still have one thing in common. THE HUNGER FOR MORE! We will never be satisfied Jonny, it will be an endless chase for more accolades. Never filling this hole inside of us that a younger version of ourselves left there. Whether it was a promise to ourselves to never have to struggle or a promise that we made to someone else. So if it comes down to just me and you at Havoc, I'll know that despite the gauntlet you just went through, that you will have that second reserve ready to go. Ultimately though it just won't be in the cards for you, because this means more to me than anything I've accomplished so far in Action Wrestling, I am the one who will put it all on the line, because...THIS IS WAR!!!"
FADE TO BLACK
"Dude you have to check out the TikTok I sent you with the new EA College Football preview" Jens says excitedly.
"I will when I get a chance, I've been a little more focused on the Havoc Rumble, so I haven't really had time to check the thirty thousand Tik Toks that you send me" Doc says jokingly as he scribbles out an autograph for a young man roughly in his late 20's.
"You've gotta relax, otherwise you're going to be wound too tight for the Rumble itself." Jens says, taking a drink of his water bottle.
The last of the people who are getting signatures approach and get their items signed or take a picture. The store owner, an older man with gray hair and a goatee walks up to Doc and Jens as the last customers leave the table.
"Hey Doc, thanks for doing this. You definitely brought in a lot of traffic and in turn a lot of business." The owner remarks.
"No problem, just out here trying to connect with the fans." Doc says shaking the owner's hand. "Without them, I wouldn't be where I'm at right now." Doc takes a look around the store and the signed jerseys, "I might have to snag a couple of these."
Just then a blonde woman in her late 20's, and what appears to be her young son, probably around 7-8 years old walks through the doors of the shop.
"Sorry ma'am, but the autograph session ended about 15 minutes ago."
"Oh, I'm sorry. We just got into town and thought that we would be able to make it in time." The woman says.
"Hey, it's no problem," Doc reassures the store owner. As he beckons the The woman and her son towards the autograph table.
"Thank you so much," The woman says.
"Where are you guys from?" Doc asks the little boy and his mom.
"We're from Iowa," the little kid says.
"Oh really?" Doc says with a sly smile. "I see you're a wrestler too" pointing out the fact that he's wearing a t-shirt with 'Fearless Mat Club' in black and red lettering
"Yeah I'm alright at it, I won state AAU last year." The kid says with a beaming smile.
"Oh really, did you know that I used to wrestle at the University of Iowa?" Doc says
"I do, I've watched a lot of your matches on YouTube." The kid replies to Doc.
"Wow, you are a big fan of mine." Doc says with a grin.
"My wrestling coach says that I even wrestle like you do." The kid says getting in wrestling stance.
"Dang, that's pretty close to my stance." Doc says chuckling at the kids replication of his wrestling stance.
There is something very eerily similar between Doc and this kid. All of a sudden facial features become more distinguishable, eye color, and so on. Jens is the first to notice, his eyes go wide as he doesn't say a word, but can only cover his mouth. The woman quickly re-directs her son.
"Hey Dante, why don't you go see if you can find some Pokémon cards. Maybe Doc's friend Jens can help you. Right, Jens?" The woman says.
"But I'm talking to Doc Holiday!" Dante says very excitedly.
"I know, but the shop is going to close here in a little bit and it'll give you something to do in the hotel room" The woman says.
Dante hangs his head a little bit dejectedly, "OK"
"Here little man, let me show you where they are." Jens says getting up "I was eyeing some Pikachu's over here earlier today"
"Pikachu is for babies," Dante says.
"That's the most out of pocket thing I've heard." Jens says as he and the kid walk to the other side of the store.
The woman stands there with Doc at the autograph table. Her hands clasped together nervously.
"You don't remember me do you?" The woman says nervously
Doc squints his eyes with a confused look on his face, "Not particularly, should I?"
"Well we both went to the University of Iowa" The woman says.
"Ohhhhh yeah" Doc says, starting to remember a few things now, "You were eh, Football Cheerleader?"
"Basketball," The woman says.
"Oh yeah, that's right, yeah I remember seeing you around." Doc says.
"My name is Lesley," the woman says.
"Oh yeah, how have you been?" Doc asks the woman.
"Great" Lesley says, pausing for a moment. "Do you not remember anything?"
"Remember what?" Doc says somewhat weirded out by this lady who knows him
"We ummmm, hooked up at a Halloween party my Senior year." Lesley says.
Doc completely blanks on the event. Was it the chair shots to the head, the copious drinking and partying with Jens, or did it just slip his mind. "We did?"
"We were both pretty drunk," Lesley says.
"Damn, I wish I would've remembered," Doc says jokingly.
"Well I'm not really here to relive that moment." Lesley says nervously.
Doc chuckles, "Well what are you here for then?"
"Dante" She says pausing, having a hard time getting the words out "He's your son..."
To Be Continued...
The scene opens the dark and empty Allegiant Stadium in Las Vegas, Nevada. Everything is all set up for The Havoc Rumble. Everywhere you look is AW insignia, the seat, barricades, announce tables, down the huge ass AW logo in the middle of the ring where Doc Holiday stands. Giant spotlight turns on and highlights him as he adjusts his black Armani suit. It's time to get down to business. Time to send out the final warning to everyone on the roster who dares stand in his way of becoming the last man standing in this very ring. His focus shifts towards the camera.
"It's finally here, time for me show the world what I've been saying the last few months. IT'S MY TIME! This Havoc is my time to PROVE that I am the best in Action Wrestling. It's inevitable now, I mean I'm the topic of discussion, public enemy number one. The one everyone will mention when they cut their little promo's. It's only been a little over a year into being here and I've accomplished more than anyone ever thought I would. I won belts, faced some the toughest competitors, earned the respect of the top veterans, and stood out as a premier talent. I did this all without holding the most prized possession in the game, The World Championship title. So many times, I've come close, and so many times I let myself be distracted by nonsense. Now there are no distractions or excuses, just me going out there as the last entrant and throwing whoever I have to over that top rope to walk out the winner! I fought like hell to become the last entrant and I will fight like hell in the rumble to be the last one in it. NO ONE wants this more than me! I've given my all to this company and it now it's time for me to collect what it owes me. None of you deserve this shit more than me..
Starting with the mystery opponents. Let me guess we can pull some wild shit out our ass? We gonna see the return of the big giant fuck head, Sitcom? Are we going to see TFK's old ass climb in the ring? What about someone like Shadowbitch? The fact of the matter is that it doesn't matter. HOW DARE YOU try and think that you can come in with a surprise entrance and ruin my night? I've worked hard for this opportunity and I'll be damned if some fucking throwback champion, never was contender, or fresh new prospect changes that. You didn't have to work as hard as I did to get to where I'm at and if you did, it was so long ago, no one really cared. So remember when you come through that curtain and you hear that pop from the crowd, realize that it's about as good as it's gonna get for you. You can take you, all of that bullshit, and exit stage left, because ain't nobody got time for that shit. Go embarrass yourself somewhere else. I don't know, maybe like at the Applebee's bar, where they won't serve you another drink, because they don't know who the fuck Carter Shaw is. So to all the mystery opponents, enjoy your 'Havoc' moment, because in the end it'll be pointing to the Evolution sign as my music plays.
Next we have the 'Make a Wish' group of wrestlers consisting of Zombie McMorris, The Green, Niobe Martin, Jaice Wilds, Vespertine, Lexi Sparkles, Muru, Andre Jenson, Sara, Pettis, Jacob Koenig, Jaice Wilds. Let's just be honest, they need a miracle to win this shit. First off Zombie McMorris probably thinks that The Green, Lexi Sparkles, and Muru are drugs that he did while on his last 3 day bender. Out of those three, Muru is the only person who's had a title shot. Which was fluky as fuck. AW didn't want him getting throttled so they made it a 4-way match. Sucks to suck I guess. Moving on to Niobe Martin, what can I say that I haven't told you before, get good or give up. Jaice WIlds is so flaky that Head and Shoulders wants to sponsor him. Too bad that you can't whine your way into victory like you whined your way into a World title shot. Vespertine and Karlie Nash are so bad that they had to combine forces to conquer a tag division no one cares about. Andre Jenson, nevermind, I mean 'SKIP' which is what most people wish they do when one of his matches comes on. Sara Pettis seems to think that a comeback is in order, but best believe that her days in the sun have expired, stick to chasing your cruiserweight title. Then we have Jacob Koenig, excuse me, but WHO? You've been here before, but it's funny how no one seems to remember you or anything you've done. So stick with what you know best and just be there to fulfill whatever contractual obligations you need to fulfill.
The next group of people in this 'The Almost there club'. You know wrestlers like Draugr, Addy A, Jessie Lee, Jody Madrox, TJ Alexander. All have that ability to be the last one standing, just it's not in the cards for them right now. Of all the wrestlers I named, Jessie Lee is the one most unusual in this group. She's had her runs here in AW, a short reign as US Champ, a decent run with the TV title, but something has just held her back and it's why I can't call her a true threat to win it. It's like she's just one of those wrestlers who is stuck at the moment and I don't see her moving out of it at this time. Then we have 'The Mighty' Draugr, who has enough on his plate to even think that he will be focused on the rumble. Take a lesson from me and focus on what you have and not what you don't. Then we have Addy '2 Belts', some say the baddest bitch in the company, but I would give that title to someone like MAD, you know she's got that whole Honey Badger thing going. But anyways Addy, I think you're completely fine with your current mediocrity, don't think that you're going to play upset in my match, worry about your 'best friend' trying to take your title. Then we got Jody Madrox, someone I've learned to respect a lot. He's a guy who's gonna make waves, just not yet, give him the proper work up, just like myself and he will be up here soon. Just not this year, this year is mine and I proved that when I beat him in the Road to Havoc. Finally, amongst this group we have TJ Alexander, who does have a bright future here in Action Wrestling, I mean he's been in some high profile matches, mixing it up with the big dawgs, there's just one theme with all those matches. He's not winning them. He'll fit right in with the rest of the other entrants. ELIMINATED!
Now let me break down some of the people I see being 'contenders'. Some of you may find this as a surprise, but I think a deep run could be made by the current Omega Champion, Sicko. Just something about him just seems all too familiar. Like his puppet master is someone who's been here before. A diabolical creature who's lust for pain and destruction makes him a true menace to everyone in the ring. His only problem is that he thinks he's already won the rumble. He sits there and talks in riddles and eloquent words, picking apart everyone's character flaws like he will be the one that leads them to their ultimate downfall. I've faced my fair share of those people. They talk the talk, try to gain an edge on your psyche, but all they really do is build up this delusion of grandeur and when the bell rings, if their opponent hasn't bought into the bullshit, their plan unravels like the plot of a Scooby Doo villain. I'll keep an eye on you, but just know I can be just as cynical and destructive when I have something in my sights.
How could we forget about Big 'O'? A nickname for that has nothing to do with something he's never given to a woman. Maybe he's given Brady Bolt in the locker room. Anyways I digress. Look at you ole boy, getting your World Title shots conveniently after you were 'too injured' to fight me before. What's your excuse now? I would love nothing more than to be the one who sends your ass over the top rope so your ass can cry all the way to the back about how you built the wrestling industry into what it is today and no one respects you for it. I'm keeping my eyes on you, because I know you want to end the momentum I got going on. You would just love to be the one that threw me over, but get in line, because there's over 20 others who wanted to do the same thing. I'm the one with the biggest target on my back and that's exactly how I like it. Turn up the heat and I'll teach everyone in that ring how to cook. Just like the saying goes, 'Pressure makes diamonds', and I've been that diamond in the rough that hasn't been given the chance to show how bright I can truly shine, but at Havoc I most definitely will outshine the competition.
Teo Blaze, the underdog with a big heart. I have to admit that your reign at the top was all of a sudden, but in my opinion way overdue. You see I respect your hustle my man. You were the greatest Cruiserweight in the business and showed everyone that your talent wasn't just confined to the Cruiserweight division. You showed the grit and determination it takes to elevate your career and have just kept showing up and keep getting put in the mix for the World Title. But enough of me bolsters your ego. Because your time in the spotlight is over. It's time for me to shut Gerard the fuck up. He's probably tired of wrestling you and Odin every damn month. I'm sure in the beginning it was fun and exciting, two of Action Wrestling top commodities, but you know what they say, familiarity breeds contempt. Basically the champ needs someone new to face otherwise, he might get bored with all us 'dorks' and run off to act on Broadway or buy a soccer team...who knows?
I'm saving the best for last, Mr. Jonny Cedrone, I have no doubt in my mind that you can run the gauntlet to make it just the both of us for a title that we both want. A title that we are both needing to prove to the whole world, that we are the best at what we do. Because when you strip away the money, the cars, and the women, we still have one thing in common. THE HUNGER FOR MORE! We will never be satisfied Jonny, it will be an endless chase for more accolades. Never filling this hole inside of us that a younger version of ourselves left there. Whether it was a promise to ourselves to never have to struggle or a promise that we made to someone else. So if it comes down to just me and you at Havoc, I'll know that despite the gauntlet you just went through, that you will have that second reserve ready to go. Ultimately though it just won't be in the cards for you, because this means more to me than anything I've accomplished so far in Action Wrestling, I am the one who will put it all on the line, because...THIS IS WAR!!!"
FADE TO BLACK