Post by Mike Laszlo on Jul 27, 2015 12:20:14 GMT
I can’t help but hear the words of our champion and be absolutely amused by his crafting of his opinion of me.
We fade in and see me leaning up against a wall, calmly shaking my head from side to side in disgust.
You call me a few names, tell me I’m not worth your time, and spew about the ignorance you possess in an attempt to get under my skin, to rattle me, to make me call you every name in the book as a response…if only you had a clue.
So allow me you pathetic piece of crap.
I’m not on your level…you’re right…I’M ABOVE YOU!
It’s not a God complex, it’s not me thinking I’m some sort of higher being. After all, I’m not Angel Blake. What I am is the man you emulate yourself after. What I am is the trend setter of which you model yourself either unknowingly, or so blindly that I can’t help but crack a smile and call you a moron.
I do indeed, crack a smile.
Renee, I am the man who made fighting the establishment cool. I was the one these people got behind when the tyranny was just too much. Unlike you though, I never once claimed to be their hero, or a hero period, but that seems to get lost on the likes of you.
I told everyone from day one I was no role model. I told the masses that I wasn’t doing this for them, nor for the betterment of this cesspool of a company at the time. I was doing it for me, and my family…
Just like you are today.
I move forward and start to illustrate some points.
The problem with power Renee, is that there comes a great responsibility. I have the same power I’ve always had, the same influences I’ve always had. You think I joined Verona and Ace because it benefits them? You big dumb son of a bitch, the fact of the matter is, I joined them because it benefited be. I have no strings to pull, I pull them. When I pull out my pistol like a movie, shoot at your feet, and tell your stupid ass to dance, you’ll do it. When I plant my knee directly in your face and pin you in the center of the ring, or wrap you in the Entanglement, and watch you tap like a drunk man, hence taking back my IWF Imperial Title, and becoming the only man in history to hold that title twice, I will be the one to come out on Sacrifice next week, hold that title over my head, put the biggest smile on my face, look you and every other moron in this audience that you pander to right in the eye, and I’ll say it slow so it seeps into your collective ten brain cells…
I…
TOLD…
YOU…
SO!
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Title: Paradise
Location: Unknown
Time: 1:23 PM Local Time
In life, in this world, there’s no guarantees. In our life, in our world of professional wrestling, there’s hardly time off to contemplate what’s actually going on in your life. I had a whole month between the time me and Alexis beat Spike Kane and Firenze Everett, until now. In that time I did the most important thing, other than the birth of my child, in my life. I took the plunge, made the commitment, put the ring of the finger of the woman I loved. We were unified as one, a unit, to take on the world and show each and every person in it, EXACTLY, what we have to bring to it.
We were relaxing poolside. It was the last day of our month off. It was the last day of our honeymoon. I rested in a large hammock tied between two palm trees, my wife in my arms. All in all, it was one of those perfect moments. The sun was out and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky as we laid, barely clothed in our swimwear, relaxing the day away.
We were enjoying each other’s company. We didn’t need words, we just enjoyed the moment. She nuzzled up against me her hand on my chest.
Alexis: Does this really have to end?
I couldn’t help but smile.
Mike: I don’t want it to.
Alexis: Can’t we stay just one more day?
Mike: Unfortunately not. We’ve been gone a month and we gotta go back at some point. You’re the Diamonds Champion and I have appearances to keep up.
Alexis: I know, it’s just, this is…perfect.
She looked up at me, her lovely, beautiful, gorgeous brown eyes full of love and passion. She kissed me on the lips and I felt that love flow from her lips to mine…it truly was…perfect.
Mike: I have to tell you a secret.
I whispered that as my lips pulled away from hers. She looked at me quizzically.
Alexis: What’s that?
Mike: Any moment where I’m here in your presence, with you, is a perfect moment.
She smiled and kissed me again. We enjoyed that moment together, alone, in a warm tropical paradise, for that one more day. We knew that the grind was coming again. We anticipated the day-to-day life of the professional wrestling world was going to wear us down again. We were recharged, and we were ready for it…ready for anything…together.
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Renee, for your sake, I hope you can live up to the hype you’ve built up for yourself. I hope one day you can achieve all you’ve ever wanted.
The scene fades in and I’m sitting in the usual steel folding chair.
Because honestly Renee, hope is all you truly have. Your brute strength will fail you over time, and you sure as hell don’t have the superior intellect to back it up. Your family is there, supporting you, just as mine does me, but all that support translates into is hope. So again….let it sink in…that’s all you have going for you.
I point into the camera.
You hope the words you’ve concocted against me are enough to beat me. You hope that you truly are superior to me and that you’ll be showing the world so at Lineage. You hope that I don’t beat you and show you that your claims of being the Champion of the People, a superior being to myself are proven to be nothing more than false bravado built up by the people’s love for you.
I shake my head again from side to side.
That’s all you have, and it will fade away Renee, and it will fail you.
That’s where you and I differ. You have hope, I have knowledge, and that knowledge is what I and the real world consider power. I know I have the skills to beat you in the center of that ring. I know you can’t possibly beat me when I come back on such a high note that I can’t possibly be taken down.
Renee, when it comes to hope versus power, it’s the same result as you versus me. Power wins…and so do I. Enjoy your time with that belt Renee. Enjoy the pleasure, enjoy the praise, enjoy the adulation, because after Lineage, nobody will care. They won’t chant your name. They won’t claim you the current or next big thing. You’ll just be a big dumb bastard who ran his mouth, stuck his foot in it, then had my wrestling boot surgically removed from your ass.
I will win Renee.
I will become the first and only two time Imperial Champion.
And if by some generous strike of luck from God you DO win…
I raise the briefcase into the scene.
There’s always plan B.
We fade in and see me leaning up against a wall, calmly shaking my head from side to side in disgust.
You call me a few names, tell me I’m not worth your time, and spew about the ignorance you possess in an attempt to get under my skin, to rattle me, to make me call you every name in the book as a response…if only you had a clue.
So allow me you pathetic piece of crap.
I’m not on your level…you’re right…I’M ABOVE YOU!
It’s not a God complex, it’s not me thinking I’m some sort of higher being. After all, I’m not Angel Blake. What I am is the man you emulate yourself after. What I am is the trend setter of which you model yourself either unknowingly, or so blindly that I can’t help but crack a smile and call you a moron.
I do indeed, crack a smile.
Renee, I am the man who made fighting the establishment cool. I was the one these people got behind when the tyranny was just too much. Unlike you though, I never once claimed to be their hero, or a hero period, but that seems to get lost on the likes of you.
I told everyone from day one I was no role model. I told the masses that I wasn’t doing this for them, nor for the betterment of this cesspool of a company at the time. I was doing it for me, and my family…
Just like you are today.
I move forward and start to illustrate some points.
The problem with power Renee, is that there comes a great responsibility. I have the same power I’ve always had, the same influences I’ve always had. You think I joined Verona and Ace because it benefits them? You big dumb son of a bitch, the fact of the matter is, I joined them because it benefited be. I have no strings to pull, I pull them. When I pull out my pistol like a movie, shoot at your feet, and tell your stupid ass to dance, you’ll do it. When I plant my knee directly in your face and pin you in the center of the ring, or wrap you in the Entanglement, and watch you tap like a drunk man, hence taking back my IWF Imperial Title, and becoming the only man in history to hold that title twice, I will be the one to come out on Sacrifice next week, hold that title over my head, put the biggest smile on my face, look you and every other moron in this audience that you pander to right in the eye, and I’ll say it slow so it seeps into your collective ten brain cells…
I…
TOLD…
YOU…
SO!
========================================
Title: Paradise
Location: Unknown
Time: 1:23 PM Local Time
In life, in this world, there’s no guarantees. In our life, in our world of professional wrestling, there’s hardly time off to contemplate what’s actually going on in your life. I had a whole month between the time me and Alexis beat Spike Kane and Firenze Everett, until now. In that time I did the most important thing, other than the birth of my child, in my life. I took the plunge, made the commitment, put the ring of the finger of the woman I loved. We were unified as one, a unit, to take on the world and show each and every person in it, EXACTLY, what we have to bring to it.
We were relaxing poolside. It was the last day of our month off. It was the last day of our honeymoon. I rested in a large hammock tied between two palm trees, my wife in my arms. All in all, it was one of those perfect moments. The sun was out and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky as we laid, barely clothed in our swimwear, relaxing the day away.
We were enjoying each other’s company. We didn’t need words, we just enjoyed the moment. She nuzzled up against me her hand on my chest.
Alexis: Does this really have to end?
I couldn’t help but smile.
Mike: I don’t want it to.
Alexis: Can’t we stay just one more day?
Mike: Unfortunately not. We’ve been gone a month and we gotta go back at some point. You’re the Diamonds Champion and I have appearances to keep up.
Alexis: I know, it’s just, this is…perfect.
She looked up at me, her lovely, beautiful, gorgeous brown eyes full of love and passion. She kissed me on the lips and I felt that love flow from her lips to mine…it truly was…perfect.
Mike: I have to tell you a secret.
I whispered that as my lips pulled away from hers. She looked at me quizzically.
Alexis: What’s that?
Mike: Any moment where I’m here in your presence, with you, is a perfect moment.
She smiled and kissed me again. We enjoyed that moment together, alone, in a warm tropical paradise, for that one more day. We knew that the grind was coming again. We anticipated the day-to-day life of the professional wrestling world was going to wear us down again. We were recharged, and we were ready for it…ready for anything…together.
========================================
Renee, for your sake, I hope you can live up to the hype you’ve built up for yourself. I hope one day you can achieve all you’ve ever wanted.
The scene fades in and I’m sitting in the usual steel folding chair.
Because honestly Renee, hope is all you truly have. Your brute strength will fail you over time, and you sure as hell don’t have the superior intellect to back it up. Your family is there, supporting you, just as mine does me, but all that support translates into is hope. So again….let it sink in…that’s all you have going for you.
I point into the camera.
You hope the words you’ve concocted against me are enough to beat me. You hope that you truly are superior to me and that you’ll be showing the world so at Lineage. You hope that I don’t beat you and show you that your claims of being the Champion of the People, a superior being to myself are proven to be nothing more than false bravado built up by the people’s love for you.
I shake my head again from side to side.
That’s all you have, and it will fade away Renee, and it will fail you.
That’s where you and I differ. You have hope, I have knowledge, and that knowledge is what I and the real world consider power. I know I have the skills to beat you in the center of that ring. I know you can’t possibly beat me when I come back on such a high note that I can’t possibly be taken down.
Renee, when it comes to hope versus power, it’s the same result as you versus me. Power wins…and so do I. Enjoy your time with that belt Renee. Enjoy the pleasure, enjoy the praise, enjoy the adulation, because after Lineage, nobody will care. They won’t chant your name. They won’t claim you the current or next big thing. You’ll just be a big dumb bastard who ran his mouth, stuck his foot in it, then had my wrestling boot surgically removed from your ass.
I will win Renee.
I will become the first and only two time Imperial Champion.
And if by some generous strike of luck from God you DO win…
I raise the briefcase into the scene.
There’s always plan B.
Well howdy there pardner.