Post by John Green on Jun 13, 2008 17:34:26 GMT -4
6/9/08
Overdrive has long since been over and the Main Event of Overdrive saw Austin Daiels and John Green brawling for the final spot in the Test For The Best. But it all back fired when Green was ready to end Daniels and Tony Blackwell came and hit Green with the Full Throttle busting open Green's fore head and Daniels hit The Four Aces on Green getting the win.
The scene opens up in the medical locker room where John Green is sitting on the doctors table as the Trainer proceeds to be stitching up the forehead of John. John can see the APW Camera behind him as the trainer pushes the needle threw Punks forehead. Punk begins to speak.
Green: The card's been announced and I'm thinking if I should even show after what Tony and Austin did to me last week. After all that happened Jeff really expects me to team with Tony. Jeff you're lucky as hell you booked me in a title match against that sorry bastard or I was going to inflict my rage on you. Tony... Screw this up for me, and far as I'm concerned; your ass is mine.
Green jerks a bit as the doctor continues to stitch him up.
Green: Now I know this is a tag match and Tony is on my team but I gotta make myself clear on this. Tony if you even lay one hand on me while my back is turned thats' your ass. You see Tony like to sneak up on people and run and hide. What Tony doesn't realize is that the more he runs away and attacks from behind, the more he'll suffer in the end. Every day since he cost me me my shot I go without getting my hands on him... It burns a hole inside me. Half as deep as how far I'll send Tony's head underground once I get my hands on him. His face will be so far down the Earth's core the very Gravity will crush his bones bit by bit melting his black heart under the incredible pressure. The fact of the matter is, the last thing Tony wanted to do was get my attention.. And well, he did just that. And as far as I'm concerned he is borrowing the title that'll soon be mine. Tony, the clocks ticking and when it hits the red mark... It's GAME OVER. Cena used to say "if you want some come get some?" Truth is Tony, if I want some... I'll TAKE IT. As far I'm concerned, Tony's career is as good as done. Theres blood in the water and hell, I'm the Great...White...Shark. Like a shark, I'll go to every extent to hunt you down till you finally succumb to my power. You can run, but you can't hide, eventually... The predator always wins, that's nature's clause. It infiltrates, insidious. It feigns at love, betrays our trust. In what we've known, since we were born. The truth we've found in all we see the points to design... But you see, still our chests swell, we'll never find true answers from a wishing well. I'm a subtle dagger and when you least expect it. Your ass is mine. Now, I admit, I'm a sinner and I sure as hell ain't a "Good Samaritan" but as far as I'm concerned we can all sin bravely...We will never have all the facts to make a perfect judgment, but with the aid of basic experience we must leap bravely into the future. Tony, your future is absolute destruction, the irony here is... While you'll be sitting at home on your rocking chair telling random kids to get off your lawn. I'll be riding limousines, kissing women and holding gold. Your mid carder, I'm the freaking Main Event. So you know, I honestly couldn't care less if Tony ran away after attacking me last week. The end always passes judgment on what has gone before. Tony, prepare to be detached from each of your limbs with extreme prejudice. But what happens when prejudice is opinion without judgment. Well three words justify it, "Headsplitter...Is...Truth".
John clears his throat as the doctor is almost finishing up the stitches.
Green: Speaking of Tony, me and him along with Sabur are partnered up against Dr. Phate, Victor Brander and Austin Daniels. Three men who all are in the Test for the best tourney. Lets start with the man that defeated me last week with help. Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate. I've got only one friend in this world... MYSELF.Along with Tony Blackwell, Austin Daniels, he's an enemy. I don't class himself as nothing but someone against me. When it comes to wrestling, I go into that ring to win. Austin isn't any different from any other enemy I've made over the years, fact is. I'll put away my frustrations when that bell rings. Austin, how's it going to feel... How's it going to feel when you need a damn maid to move you around. When you need a bedpan with an ugly nurse above you. Hell, when you look at the television screen and see me and my future World Title smiling back. Where you realize that... John Green is that much better than you are. I'm a professional, calculated genius. A prodigy of the four corners if you want to call it that. There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line. But the fact that some geniuses were laughed at does not imply that all who are laughed at are geniuses. They laughed at Columbus, they laughed at Fulton, they laughed at the Wright brothers. But they also laughed at Bozo the Clown. Austin... Bozo, I'll leave my mark. You can count on that. But you'll have to wait till next week to see that. However, if you touch me, hell even look at me the wrong way. I'll be sure to have you wishing you really were "Bozo the Clown".
The doctor finishes up on John's stitches and John is still looking straight into the camera.
Green: Next is Vicor Brander. Now we have the newest addition to APW...Victor Brander. Congratulations with your debut victory over Austin Daniels. APW Overdrive resident doormat. You really must have stretched yourself to get a victory over that amazing talent. I mean your debut match making your impact here on Overdrive. I watched you taking down Daniels, that impressed me just a little...NO! It didn't impress me at all! He was never the driving force or even an inspiration to any fan or wannabe wrestler. So a HUGE congrats on beating a nobody. You proved nothing by beating Austin. You can see where I am coming from, someone that has done nothing in his career even not winning one championship that means nothing about actual wrestling ability. Brander, This is your one shot. Just like The Hardcore Kid had his one shot. Just like both Vinnie Hardcore and Trevor Blackwell had their shot. Every time, the outcome has been the same. They can't beat me. It is time you people realised that I'm a champion at heart, and I am going to continue proving my point once I step into this ring tonight. I will not let Victor or anyone for that manner take that away from me. I certainly won't allow Doctor Phate and Daniels to stand in my way once again. You're good Victor with a submission but that’s about it. Once it comes down to actual wrestling ability what can you actually do? Wow a Sharpshooter, very impressive. You will quickly realise that not only are you in for an extreme wake up call on what you are expect to do on Overdrive but I will quickly put you in your place. This isn't some Bingo Hall and you damn well aren't even in my league. Get it through your head. You are out of your depth and way out of your league and once you step into my ring tonight, it will become abundantly clear that the Lone Wolf can't cut it with true talent. It's really that simple. You may be talented with a submission move but I'm inclined to say that I am more talented in every department. Yet I haven't even reached my prime, where as you on the other hand have no chance in ever even making decent in your career. Just look at me, 265 pounds of sheer muscle and look at you 235 pounds of sheer fat and you don't even way that much. I am at the peek of physical perfection and each everyone of you so called superstars would wish to have a physic like mine. When I get into that ring you won’t be able to keep up with me, fact.
Green finally stands up and takes a deep breath as looks back into the camera.
Green: Finally the last man on my list, Doctor Phate. I'll say it slowly to you Phate .... John Green....Is....Better...Than....You! There are sadistic scientists who hurry to hunt down errors instead of establishing the truth. I establish truth, but like a hungry, sadistic scientist... I see and I understand, I learn from every error I make and change my fault to bring me to the perfect specimen you see before you. Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect. False judgment Phate, like it or not, it's a powerful thing. I'm a calculated killer, and as I should. I take every package and error in your ways and mix it together to create a potent that would kill every damn God up in the sky. I'm the only Icon in this business, and God knows what you'll go through for gimmick infringement. Truth is, you'll wish it was a lawsuit you had to deal with when Overdrive rolls it's ugly head. When I step into that ring... I'm great. There is no equal to me, title or no title, I'm simply put; the greatest diamond of this industry. I've got all the pride in the world for my accomplishments, and hell... Call me egotistical, but it's hard to be humble when you're The Retribution Killer. As far as Phate is concerned, swallow your pride my friend. I'm bulletproof when it comes to you, so cross your fingers until there's nothing left. You step into that ring with me, and I promise you. I' will make sure I deteriorate every bit of ego you have left. So everyone involved in the tag match get ready cause John Green is that damn great.
John Green walks out of the doctor's room as the scene fades.
RP End
Overdrive has long since been over and the Main Event of Overdrive saw Austin Daiels and John Green brawling for the final spot in the Test For The Best. But it all back fired when Green was ready to end Daniels and Tony Blackwell came and hit Green with the Full Throttle busting open Green's fore head and Daniels hit The Four Aces on Green getting the win.
The scene opens up in the medical locker room where John Green is sitting on the doctors table as the Trainer proceeds to be stitching up the forehead of John. John can see the APW Camera behind him as the trainer pushes the needle threw Punks forehead. Punk begins to speak.
Green: The card's been announced and I'm thinking if I should even show after what Tony and Austin did to me last week. After all that happened Jeff really expects me to team with Tony. Jeff you're lucky as hell you booked me in a title match against that sorry bastard or I was going to inflict my rage on you. Tony... Screw this up for me, and far as I'm concerned; your ass is mine.
Green jerks a bit as the doctor continues to stitch him up.
Green: Now I know this is a tag match and Tony is on my team but I gotta make myself clear on this. Tony if you even lay one hand on me while my back is turned thats' your ass. You see Tony like to sneak up on people and run and hide. What Tony doesn't realize is that the more he runs away and attacks from behind, the more he'll suffer in the end. Every day since he cost me me my shot I go without getting my hands on him... It burns a hole inside me. Half as deep as how far I'll send Tony's head underground once I get my hands on him. His face will be so far down the Earth's core the very Gravity will crush his bones bit by bit melting his black heart under the incredible pressure. The fact of the matter is, the last thing Tony wanted to do was get my attention.. And well, he did just that. And as far as I'm concerned he is borrowing the title that'll soon be mine. Tony, the clocks ticking and when it hits the red mark... It's GAME OVER. Cena used to say "if you want some come get some?" Truth is Tony, if I want some... I'll TAKE IT. As far I'm concerned, Tony's career is as good as done. Theres blood in the water and hell, I'm the Great...White...Shark. Like a shark, I'll go to every extent to hunt you down till you finally succumb to my power. You can run, but you can't hide, eventually... The predator always wins, that's nature's clause. It infiltrates, insidious. It feigns at love, betrays our trust. In what we've known, since we were born. The truth we've found in all we see the points to design... But you see, still our chests swell, we'll never find true answers from a wishing well. I'm a subtle dagger and when you least expect it. Your ass is mine. Now, I admit, I'm a sinner and I sure as hell ain't a "Good Samaritan" but as far as I'm concerned we can all sin bravely...We will never have all the facts to make a perfect judgment, but with the aid of basic experience we must leap bravely into the future. Tony, your future is absolute destruction, the irony here is... While you'll be sitting at home on your rocking chair telling random kids to get off your lawn. I'll be riding limousines, kissing women and holding gold. Your mid carder, I'm the freaking Main Event. So you know, I honestly couldn't care less if Tony ran away after attacking me last week. The end always passes judgment on what has gone before. Tony, prepare to be detached from each of your limbs with extreme prejudice. But what happens when prejudice is opinion without judgment. Well three words justify it, "Headsplitter...Is...Truth".
John clears his throat as the doctor is almost finishing up the stitches.
Green: Speaking of Tony, me and him along with Sabur are partnered up against Dr. Phate, Victor Brander and Austin Daniels. Three men who all are in the Test for the best tourney. Lets start with the man that defeated me last week with help. Friends may come and go, but enemies accumulate. I've got only one friend in this world... MYSELF.Along with Tony Blackwell, Austin Daniels, he's an enemy. I don't class himself as nothing but someone against me. When it comes to wrestling, I go into that ring to win. Austin isn't any different from any other enemy I've made over the years, fact is. I'll put away my frustrations when that bell rings. Austin, how's it going to feel... How's it going to feel when you need a damn maid to move you around. When you need a bedpan with an ugly nurse above you. Hell, when you look at the television screen and see me and my future World Title smiling back. Where you realize that... John Green is that much better than you are. I'm a professional, calculated genius. A prodigy of the four corners if you want to call it that. There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line. But the fact that some geniuses were laughed at does not imply that all who are laughed at are geniuses. They laughed at Columbus, they laughed at Fulton, they laughed at the Wright brothers. But they also laughed at Bozo the Clown. Austin... Bozo, I'll leave my mark. You can count on that. But you'll have to wait till next week to see that. However, if you touch me, hell even look at me the wrong way. I'll be sure to have you wishing you really were "Bozo the Clown".
The doctor finishes up on John's stitches and John is still looking straight into the camera.
Green: Next is Vicor Brander. Now we have the newest addition to APW...Victor Brander. Congratulations with your debut victory over Austin Daniels. APW Overdrive resident doormat. You really must have stretched yourself to get a victory over that amazing talent. I mean your debut match making your impact here on Overdrive. I watched you taking down Daniels, that impressed me just a little...NO! It didn't impress me at all! He was never the driving force or even an inspiration to any fan or wannabe wrestler. So a HUGE congrats on beating a nobody. You proved nothing by beating Austin. You can see where I am coming from, someone that has done nothing in his career even not winning one championship that means nothing about actual wrestling ability. Brander, This is your one shot. Just like The Hardcore Kid had his one shot. Just like both Vinnie Hardcore and Trevor Blackwell had their shot. Every time, the outcome has been the same. They can't beat me. It is time you people realised that I'm a champion at heart, and I am going to continue proving my point once I step into this ring tonight. I will not let Victor or anyone for that manner take that away from me. I certainly won't allow Doctor Phate and Daniels to stand in my way once again. You're good Victor with a submission but that’s about it. Once it comes down to actual wrestling ability what can you actually do? Wow a Sharpshooter, very impressive. You will quickly realise that not only are you in for an extreme wake up call on what you are expect to do on Overdrive but I will quickly put you in your place. This isn't some Bingo Hall and you damn well aren't even in my league. Get it through your head. You are out of your depth and way out of your league and once you step into my ring tonight, it will become abundantly clear that the Lone Wolf can't cut it with true talent. It's really that simple. You may be talented with a submission move but I'm inclined to say that I am more talented in every department. Yet I haven't even reached my prime, where as you on the other hand have no chance in ever even making decent in your career. Just look at me, 265 pounds of sheer muscle and look at you 235 pounds of sheer fat and you don't even way that much. I am at the peek of physical perfection and each everyone of you so called superstars would wish to have a physic like mine. When I get into that ring you won’t be able to keep up with me, fact.
Green finally stands up and takes a deep breath as looks back into the camera.
Green: Finally the last man on my list, Doctor Phate. I'll say it slowly to you Phate .... John Green....Is....Better...Than....You! There are sadistic scientists who hurry to hunt down errors instead of establishing the truth. I establish truth, but like a hungry, sadistic scientist... I see and I understand, I learn from every error I make and change my fault to bring me to the perfect specimen you see before you. Curiosity killed the cat, but for a while I was a suspect. False judgment Phate, like it or not, it's a powerful thing. I'm a calculated killer, and as I should. I take every package and error in your ways and mix it together to create a potent that would kill every damn God up in the sky. I'm the only Icon in this business, and God knows what you'll go through for gimmick infringement. Truth is, you'll wish it was a lawsuit you had to deal with when Overdrive rolls it's ugly head. When I step into that ring... I'm great. There is no equal to me, title or no title, I'm simply put; the greatest diamond of this industry. I've got all the pride in the world for my accomplishments, and hell... Call me egotistical, but it's hard to be humble when you're The Retribution Killer. As far as Phate is concerned, swallow your pride my friend. I'm bulletproof when it comes to you, so cross your fingers until there's nothing left. You step into that ring with me, and I promise you. I' will make sure I deteriorate every bit of ego you have left. So everyone involved in the tag match get ready cause John Green is that damn great.
John Green walks out of the doctor's room as the scene fades.
RP End
