Post by theace on Jun 12, 2008 22:18:06 GMT -4
[glow=Green,2,300]THE ACE[/glow]
[glow=Green,2,300]Reality Show[/glow]
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Just shortly after his victory on Overdrive The ACE chartered a private jet to get out of Biloxi, to maximize his time home before the next show. The ACE also rushed home to celebrate his win, in a club that he was familiar with, and in some sort of capacity a celebrity in. The ACE partied at TAO with a group of his friends that he has grown up with in Vegas, and it all is captured via the camera man Dave for the reality show. Lights flickering, and music pounding, women dancing in scantly clad outfits, grinding their groins all over the thighs of men, a people spend ridiculous amounts of money on overpriced drinks, yet this type of atmosphere seems to bring people happiness, or relief from life. The ACE for sure is someone that lets of steam inside a club, and washes away the pain his body is in with a concoction of pills and alcohol. Austin Daniels spends the rest of the evening on the prowl, scooping the floor for the next women to be graced with the pleasure, of coming to completion with Ecstasy by the skilled hands, and maneuverable hips of the ACE. Austin Daniels seems to be a ladies man to some, and an asshole to others, well mostly others of the opposite gender after the ACE preforms his trademark Skedaddle move once the sessions is over. Austin Daniels talents seem to spread from the ring to every other aspect of his life, and he capitalizes on it every chance it works for him. The camera records every second of this mans life as they continue to waste money, and socialize into the earlier evening.
The next morning, Austin Daniels is up once again, as if he only needs two hours of sleep to function, but hey we all can't be superior in life like the ACE. He grabs a bottle of water, and a power bar as he exits his home into his garage. The man opens the door, and hits the button for the garage opener. The door rolls upward letting the sun shine through, illuminating the floor of the garage which seems to explode all the other objects in the garage with color. The man backs the car out into the driveway, and Dave then hops in the car, to capture the next day in the life of Austin Daniels. Austin hits the button to close the door, and then hits speed dial on his phone, and speaks on the blue tooth linked to it.
"Marianna...take the day off...no...no clean up needed.....The ACE did work at the club VIP room, so your job is an easy one on this day my lovely lady...enjoy."
Austin then reaches up tapping the button on his blue tooth to disconnect the call, and in a flash his car is off, darting out of his suburban neighborhood, on it's way to the gym. The vehicle pulls up in front of the gym, and the ACE steps out followed by Dave. Austin then pushes the button on his remote to lock and arm the car, as the enter the facility. Austin Daniels is greeted by a few guy's, and shows respect to them with the man embrace of one shoulder touch after the locking of one hand. Austin then heads toward the back of the gym, and into a viewing room. This room is used by the students and members of this gym to scout out opponents in the game of Ju-Jitz-Ju, but on this day it will suit the needs of Austin Daniels. He then sits down and slides in the DVD of footage that is his competition for the rest of this prestigious tournament he barely slid into. First up...Victor Brander, not much footage available on him via APW, just the impressive submission win over Daniels, but once going to obscure video sites on the web a few more options became available to scout out this opponent. Primarily the ACE wanted to watch their match to pick apart his own mistakes, correct those prior to figuring out the holes in Branders game. So this would take some time. The next person on the video was another dangerous submission grappler, and some what of a high flyer as well, almost in the ACE's mind a mirror of him self. Now once the study of his first assignment would be finished it too would prove as valuable information for a match up with Vin E. Then last but certainly not least, for this man is a true great, his accolades have stacked up in every fed he has been in, and well recently did a phenomenal job defeating one half of the tag team champions, which in singles competition has yet to be accomplished. Dr, Phate an un orthodox opponent when it comes to looks, and character, but in the ring...well this man is like every one else...he's human, and is fully capable of making a mistake. The key is to study this opponent, hell study every opponent that sits in front of him. The first match here was a disappointing one, but the very next week the ACE pulled out an even bigger win, locking him self up for the final spot in the tournament, and redeeming his first "L" here in APW. Now Austin Daniels gets to work, he has much studying to do, and then a game plan for each person to lay out on paper, then the fun part, the part every competitive athlete loves putting the plan in to action on the mat, or on the field...who am I kidding this is probably the worst thing about being a trained athlete, the training itself.
The Mental part of the game, well everyone has their own approach, and the physically well,, that part is the bitch no matter who you are, that is the part that can really take a toll, and grows a person to be a mentally strong individual, and produces the pay off in the end making it all worth while. You see the ACE puts in all the hours of training to get his body in prime condition, and then gets to go out there to lay it all on the line. Sacrifice his life, and well being for the entertainment of the fans, and along the way climb that ladder, building a legacy. Bringing the sport back to life, and taking it to a new level, exposing his hybrid style to the mainstream. Many people like Austin Daniels go out all over this country, and go to work with innovative, and explosive new moves of attack, but the ACE takes it to the main stream, shinning a light on things that have been dark for so long. No longer are just the same old same old wrestling moves what are preformed, a clothesline, and a power bomb, no sir, these are the day's where the swan ton bomb looks like an atomic drop, just another washed up move that every man in this business can slap together. Yet the ACE is evolving this sport, and preforming moves that not just some primary grappler can jump through the air and do, no sir the ACE doesn't need to pick up a weapon in the middle of a hardcore match to be hardcore, the hardcore fact is that the ACE is the weapon, his body does things most wrestlers couldn't dream of, and many acrobats wouldn't attempt. So as hours of studying come to an end the ACE then stands and ejects his footage, and study material. The notebook on the table can be seen as rather used with lots of little notes, and comments, all layed down on the paper in a methodical way. Austin then grabs his notebook, and heads out to his car, thanking the guys at the gym for a quit place to sit and study the competition. The ACE then drives home, to catch a night of sleep after the late night bender from the day prior.
The next day mid way through the day, the ACE sat enjoying the delicious flavor of a Budweiser, while lounging in the spa in his gorgeous landscaped back yard. The spa has an umbrella in the center, providing shad on the ACE as he relaxed his muscle from his early morning workout, and new found strategy. The workout was a little on the light side for it is still unclear just who is next for Austin to tangle with, but you can bet your whole hand that he will be prepared when that bell rings, and put forth every ounce of ability and skill toward moving on in the tournament. The infamous Blackberry signals out that the ACE has just received a text. This ball of talent then grabs his smart phone, scrolls down as sipping his beer, then feasts his eyes upon the message.
"Sweet, the card for next week"
The trackball rolls as the message scrolls down, and there it is,
"Jake Ruby vs. Razor, Royce vs Arcadia, Lively vs ohh the Mrs. Lambardo, Me, Phate, and Brander vs Sabur, Tiny Blackwell, and Green, oh and the main event Twister vs Kaos for the belt hooo fuck, a stacked card"
The ACE then jumps out of the jacuzzi toweling off, and then heading in the house to change clothes, and pack up for the flight to Arkansas for APW's show leading into the PPV. The stacked card with trouble written all over it, but that is what makes for great ratings.
After the flight, and the trip to the arena, the ACE Austin Daniels then walks across the street from the arena to a local bar down the road just a bit. Followed by his camera man, and streaming live on the ACE's website. Austin Daniels craving a beer before his match, he opens the door to the establishment. The sun was still shinning in Little Rock, but walking through that door, the outside world is cu off, and the mood instantly turns somber. Not a great spot for the ACE, he is more of a fun loving, excitement filled young man, and this place would have to do, as a place to blow off some steam prior to the show, and satisfy that urge for a BUD. It's ordered and the ACE grabs the bottle, and sets up some balls on the felt topped pool table. Austin grabs a cue, chalks it up, and looks at the camera which at this point signaled to Dave that the ACE is ready to let loose a promo, so he then streams the footage to the production truck of APW technical staff so they could do with it what they please.
"You see this past Monday was a great evening, filled with talent, and lots of great events. So to all involved they should be proud, Congrats to the newlyweds, and Kudos to those whos crashed the Wedding. Why would you subject your self to a life long tragedy with the same person, well I won't project my views on holy matrimony on you all, but again Kudos for stopping the puke fest that was Lambardo/Steel union. Now onto my performance, a hell of a victory that was pulled off, and for that I have barely redeemed myself for the prior weeks let down. So fast forward to this weeks match up, and the match makers have laid out the river cards, and you have an ACE, a Lone Wolf, and a Dr., all in against an Irishmen that can't seem to get the job done, and Hardcore Retard, and a returning former champion that nobody wished would return. So with that we will start with you this time around Green, seeing that you were the forgotten one last time, this promo we will start with the self titles ICON. Well I may be mistaken, but an ICON may just be able to make his presence made, and then presto back atop the mountain, and in line for a title shot. So with that statement, how does it feel that when you speak...no pays attention, and when you wrestle no once cares, and to ice the top of that pretty cake, a true ICON Twister, shows his face, and the very next week, that real ICON, Mr. Green.....is number one contender,not you, and he's fighting for your very title. Kind of like a slap in the face hunh Greeny Boy. Well hopefully this week, the ring rust has loosened up, and dropped off your shoulders, and maybe we will see a glimpse of the John Green of old...even if he shows, it's business as usual, you on your back, hearing the ref count the 1.2.3..as your mind tries to regain composure., face it...you may just want to go extreme, and embrace your mid-level status."
Austin Daniels then sets the cue ball, and breaks the balls on the table, sinking a stripe first, and then two solids. The ACE then moves around, setting up his next shot for another stripped ball.
"Now Tiny...you have grown comfortable with you position here in the fed.. your status as the Big Man, the Hardcore legend that took the place for your brother so he could attempt a run at the world title, well he failed, and then what does baby brother do, what ever big brother does. You joined the Test 4 the Best, in attempt to gain a title shot, not a hardcore, no sire real quality gold, not some trash can lid. Well..well..Tiny, once again you have followed your brothers footsteps, and failed for that premium gold, and are in the realm of Hardcore. So Blackwell..look at the future of what your life holds...a battered, washed up, beaten man, that can't achieve the premium gold, and is subjected to coming out and gossiping about rumors and lies, wow no thats a family legacy I would run from. Head for the Hills Tony, have a heart to heart with the voices in your head, and wake up. The Blackwells, have run their course, and are basically overqualified trash collectors. The title you hold, is the epitome of that very statement, and the spiral your career is in, way to go Mr. Trash and Recycling. So save your self the trouble, and go ahead stay in the back, from the talk in the back, you don't make a very good partner, and the way you did your family, you proved you are no one someone could trust. Turncoat Blackwell think about your legacy, kind of like a cheap firecracker, lots of flashing, sparks, flames, and loud noise in the beginning, but real fast the firecracker drizzles out, and it's proved that you got what you paid for. Well the creative team paid for a Blackwell, and thats what they got from you. So all thats left is your hiatus, and that is sure to come when the next Hardcore legend takes his place, John Green... that should make you tremble, cause his streak over Blackwell is pretty solid when it comes to gold, or should we say..a dumpy trash can, barb wire, and an extension cord. Happy thoughts there Mr. Trash and Recycling Tiny Blackwell."
Austin Daniels then sinks a few more balls, and then chalks up his stick once again, and then goes back to his game all while he spits more of his promo.
"Now that brings me to the last man in this trio of terror that will cause the trembling of our talent overflowing side of the ring. This is a man that can be summed up, in comparison to my favorite ABC show...LOST. You see the first season the show got lots of attention, then with the season finale, a let down, then we move to season two, and some of the people have tunned out, and now that we have come to what season is it?...Oh thats right who cares, because you keep letting the world down, and no one gives a shit. The people have moo'ved on to steal a cliche', or over used term here. Simply put Sabur you are LOST. If you manage to gain access to a GPS navigation system, and find yourself prior to the match, well then great, but a little info buddy...your late, and sometimes if you wait to long, then your fifteen minutes has come and gone, and right now the people are in the time of the ACE, and tonight the odds are in, you three well all have history filled pasts, and us three, well the bookies say we are the favored....you see I have respect for Phate, and Brander, and I'm sure we can just sit back and watch the deterioration of your team, and walk out with the win, not even breaking a sweat. Lucky for the fans thats not how I roll, if I take the time to lace up the boots, then on that evening I may just die trying to impress. Now the first week of my debut, some may think that I was all talk, but as I proved last week in the center of that very ring, I can back it up, and there is no telling what tricks are held within this deck of cards."
Austin then pauses from his game, and promo to take a gulp, and polish off his beer. The man then sinks the last two balls, and then lays the cue stick down, and sits on the edge of the table, looking deep into the camera that is held by Dave the reality show cameraman.
"You see to be real for a minute, I didn't come here to maim and kill, or be a human wrecking machine, I'm not here to be the most extreme with tools of the trade, no I'm here for the love of the sport. I didn't sign a contract with APW to end careers, or want people to be crushed in my path, hell I just want my chance to shine, I want my time to bask in glory, and a place to show each fan that spends their money on an APW ticket, or purchases a PPV, that fucking Austin Daniels really added something to it, and possibly made it worth it. It's not cheap to watch us preform live, and buying a PPV can catch up with you, but at the end of the day, if it takes you way, and frees you remind for a few hours, while we do our damn-dest to put on a hell of a show for you, then it's all worth the money and effort, cause then it's worth it for me. I here not to say step aside, and pack it up to those already here, no I'm just saying make some room, cause the world has been dealt a shitty hand, and the people coming home from a fucked up day o work, to turn on that set, and be blessed with an ACE...That my friends will do miracles, I am on the rise, and hold the most value of all the cards in this pretty hand we call APW, I am Austin Daniels...and I may just die trying to steal the show...but your were impressed."
Austin then rolls the cue stick to the side, and walks out of the bar back over to the arena, to check in for the show, and on time this week, what do you know.
