Post by John Green on Feb 16, 2009 20:31:28 GMT -4
Rising Up The Ranks
Prologue:
The time is here. The time for yours truly, John Green, to make his impact against the APW World Heavyweight Champion. I have held back for far too long. Time to give these people a show and show them that they have been seeing the tip of the iceberg from me. I am taking it up a notch. The time for fun and games are over. Whether it be in the APW or whatever, John Green will make his prescence felt. I can be Mr. Monday Night Special on Overdrive and Mr. Sunday Night Special on Pay-Per-Views, just know that I am the Number One Superstar! I have the look. I have the great hair, that I have been working on for awhile. I have the strength and the ability that so many others hope and pray for. Sure my APW record isnt that impressive, but in the end it isnt about records. But I have to dig deep and I have to stop playing the games. Being in the main event status in the APW has opened my eyes and it has shown me opportunity. If everyone else is as committed to this vision as I am, then the I will lead myself to the superstardom I have dreamed about. I am going to blow up. 2009 is my year. I am going to take over wrestling. Sure that may be considered a bold statement, looking at my record, but even if I go on a losing streak for the rest of my career, it will not effect the fact. Michael Lively had his year. It is my time. There are other ways to take over the wrestling world. I could become an owner. I could take the ownership from Jeff. I could become a commentator and manipulate the viewers and get them to pay close attention to my views, brainwashing them, and soon they would all be tuning in, not for the in ring action, but the wrestle talk from yours truly, John Green. I can take over this game simply because I am the best damn superstar today. Everyone can speak of their accomplishments in the APW, but no one has been able to do what I have done simply because there has never been and there never will be another John Green. Level One, Michael Lively, and a few others have achieved success outside of the APW, but they have only wrestled in federations associated with the APW. I have done it all over the world. People can say all I have really done is lose. I have whined and I have contradicted myself, but what I have done is made an impact. No one else has made as big an impact as I have. And that will continue to be for the rest of my time in this game.
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The scene opens up with Mr. Monday Night Special, the Retribution Killer, John Green and his friend and wrestler in training Chris Johnson shown packing suitcases and gymbags as we open up. Green gets a close up, seeing how he is the star of this scene as always, as he packs in excitement. This is going to be great, he thinks to himself, a trip around the world. Beautiful scenery, wrestling, women, all the wine and alcohol you want, women, golf, fishing, women, the works. Chris and I have been planning this trip our whole lives pretty much. Since we've known each other. I will be traveling on the road, stopping in certain cities to wrestle, then we will go out and meet gorgeous women and sleep with them. I will be world wide pimping so to speak. Not even Kid Rock or Ludacris can top what Im going to do. They sing about it, and Im going to live it bitches! Green and Chris finish packing and then they sit down in the floor of Green's bedroom. They look at each other and nod and smile and laugh a bit.
Chris: This is going to be great, bro.
Green: Fuck yeah it is. I cant fucking wait. As soon as Overdrive is over and done with, we are going all over the world.
Chris: Yeah man, we are. But we might have to cut it short.
Green: Um...excuse me?
Chris: I've been talking to the ex again. She and I are going to be re-tying the knot bro. Can you believe it? Me and Holly are getting back together.
Green: Oh fuck no. Screw that fucking shit. She is not gonna put a downer on our goddam trip. We have been planning this for years since I've known you. Fuck that. She is not gonna cockblock us. We are celebrities. We are gonna have so many women running up to us, flaunting their tits at us. We are gonna get so much pussy, man it wont even be funny.It will be fan-fucking-tastic!
Chris: What about you and that chick Miranda?
Green: We are getting pretty serious. But she is not gonna bring me down. I am twenty nine man, I've got a lot of living to do.
Chris: You got a lot of growing up to do my friend.
Green: This is coming from a guy that used to drive his cars on two wheels. A guy that had ten speeding tickets in the first three years he had his license. This is coming from a guy that got drunk every other night. You are telling me the grow up? That is some funny shit.
Chris: It is some true shit.
Green: Its some dumb shit.
Chris: OK DMX....
Green: He's a good rapper man. Dont disrespect X.
Chris: I thought you were into rock music?
Green: I am. But X is one of the one of the few rap acts I enjoy. I mean he's real. You can feel his anger and his pain.
Chris: People say the same thing about your wrestling.
Green: Anyway man...back to the trip. We are going for as long as we planned.
Chris: And how long is that?
Green: Until we both agree to come back.
Chris: Like I said, we shouldnt stay gone for a long time...
Green: And I say you are fucking crazy. You're fucking crazy.
Chris: No Im being reasonable.
Green: No you're being pussy whipped! Your ex wife, the woman that threw you out every three days over the fact you went out with me to grab a couple of drinks. That just doesnt make sense.
Chris: Good point.
Green: Thank you.
Green and Chris stand up from the floor. They then start carrying their bags down the stairs. Once they reach the bottom, they stop. Green then looks around, looking for his new trusty butler, Ralphus. He looks around, then puts his hands on his waist and rolls his eyes and bites his bottom lip, before speaking.
Green: RALPHUS!!!
All of a sudden, Ralphus appears around the corner. He stands before Green and Chris. He looks at them and smiles. Green looks at the bags then at Ralphus, then down at the bags, then back up Ralphus, who keeps smiling. Green then looks at Chris and rolls his eyes again, then looks back down at his butler.
Ralphus: Can I help you sir?
Green: Yeah, load the bags up...
Ralphus: In which car?
Green: In the van...the one with the big screen TV, the PS3, XBOX 360, and the couch that folds into a bed, and the back bed.
Chris: Thats called an RV.
Green: Yeah, in the RV.
Ralphus: Will do sir. Do you care if I finish my lunch?
Green: Ralphus...
Ralphus: OK I'll do it now...
Green: I was gonna let you eat first man, but since you insisted, Im not gonna stop you.
Ralphus grabs two bags under each arm and walks out of the scene. Green and Chris look at one another then at Ralphus, back at each other, shaking their heads. They walk into the kitchen and see a half eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Chris grabs the sandwich and begins to munch away.
Chris: Do you think this is Ralph's?
Green: Im pretty sure it is. But it'll be OK. We have plenty of PB and J in this place. Ralph keeps us in stock.
Chris: Well that was a good sandwich. I cant believe he wanted to work instead of eat this. Its a shame. Kids in Iraq would kill for this.
Green: Kids in Iraq would kill period. Look at their fucking fathers. Half of them are dead and the other half are killing the Americans cause Bush is too goddam stupid to pull them out of that shithole.
Chris: Amen...
Green: Its great to see that you and I are on the same page for once.
Chris: Its a rarity...I know.
Green: You about ready to go?
Chris: Where's the first stop?
Green: Wherever Overdrive is being held...I forgot...
Chris: Its...
Green: You know what...
Chris: What?
Green: It doesnt matter right now. We are leaving now. We can worry about that on the way to Overdrive.
Chris: Good deal.
With that, the two men head out to the RV, and look at it in all of its glory. Spinners, sound system, pictures of John Green on the side of the RV. They then run and jump into the RV, with Green getting into the driver's side and Chris in the passenger. John starts it up and they drive off into the sunset. Ralphus then turns and looks up at the sky, mouthing the words Thank God before heading into the mansion.
Green and Chris are shown again, pulled in at a small marketplace. Green goes in as Chris pumps gas. Green then returns and stands beside Chris with an enormous smile on his face.
Chris: Whats so funny?
Green: Nothing's funny. We are getting some tonight.
Chris: What?
Green: Exactly what I just said. These two chicks over there, they are twenty six or something like that. They are single and they want to hang out later tonight. So I will go and hang out with my wang out. Im gonna rock out with my cock out. Know what Im sayin playa?
Chris: You're an idiot.
Green: No. Im a man and I have a dick, and Im gonna use it tonight. And how much gas are you putting in the love machine?
Chris: Until it gets full...
Just then, gas begins to spray out of the gas tank, going all over the gas pumps and Chris as well. Chris finally gets it to stop and he stands there looking at Green, who is laughing his ass off, covered in gas.
Chris: Dont you have a promo to cut?
Green: Um actually I am sure I do. I dont know if Lively has cut one or not. Do you
know?
Chris: Why would I know?
Green: Because you have free time on your hands, you dick!
Chris: I have to go shower. I have to get this gas smell off of me. So you gotta drive until then. Sorry.
Green: Thats cool. You'll be pulling double shift duty afterwards.
Chris: Thats not a problem.
Chris climbs into the back of the RV while Green hops into the front seat and they drive off again, with Green's laughing remaining audible for the viewers, along with the sound of Chris's cursing.
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The scene reopens with Chris shown driving, in a fresh pair of clothes. His hair still wet, obviously from taking a shower. The scene then moves towards the back of the RV, into a bedroom, where John Green is shown watching television. He yawns, looks at his watch, then turns off the TV. He gets off of the bed, opens the door, then speaks.
Green: Yo Chris!!!
Chris: Yeah...
Green: Im gonna hit the sack. Talk to you tomorrow. Wake me up if you get too sleepy.
Chris: Go for it. I got this under control.
Green: OK....
Green shuts the door, then pulls off his shirt and kicks off his boots. He pulls back the covers, then climbs into the bed, then pulls the blankets back over his body. He looks up at the ceiling of the RV. He then sits back up and begins to think to himself...I gotta do a fucking promo. I am getting sick of having to do one of these every couple of days. But thats my job. Or the other half of my job. Or maybe its a third...I dont know. But here goes nothing.
Green: Counting down to the night of the APW's most violent event of the year, Carnage can be a rather fun time, but then again, it can also be a real pain in the ass. Everyone wants to be on the show, so they bust their ass to get on the show. Some make it, some dont. I, for one, have made it the last show and now I am embarking on the journey to my second Carnage pay per view, in a match against Level One, the current number one contender to Lively's APW World Heavyweight Champion. The World Championship is something I have always wanted to compete for since I arrived here in the APW and became the World Champion, but here it is, the opportunity for me to defeat the APW World Heavyweight Champion. And I am going to defeat this man that is called Jesus and Level One to. But the pay per view is still so far away, considering I have a match on Overdrive against the Champ Lively. This is a match that will set in the stone what the turmoil match will be like.
Lively,. you and I have never stepped foot in the same ring before other than the time I sucked up the ring with my losses some months ago, yet you didnt make any sort of lasting impression my friend. You have never grown in the APW, you've never graduated from the level of mid carder until you claimed the world championship. Your partners achieved some singles success winning the Xtreme Championship, Tag Team Championship, and also the World Heavyweight Championship, but where does that leave you? All you do is read from that stupid list, which I am pretty sure it reads now that you will lose to John Green simply because you are nothing more than a asshole who had easy obstacles set in front of him. I dont even see why I have to waste my time with a worthless piece of monkey crap like you for in the first place. I mean, you were something last year when you won the Overdrivestrap, but since then you have fallen from grace, hitting the bottom of the ladder. It hurts I know. I was there last year while you were rising to the top as APW's biggest superstar. You won a few awards..., but other than that you are nothing big. You are nothing to brag about. By the way what does Lively stand for? Live as a pussy? I mean you've been nothing but a pussy when it comes to in ring action because no one hardly ever sees you.
How does it make you feel to know that is above you? I am sure it hurts you a tad bit due to the fact that you have been forgotten. You are just used to generate some sort of heat or gain Overdrive some sort of ratings, but it all falls flat. I feel for those who've invested their time and their money into you. I am sure they were thinking you were going to be a big commodity in the wrestling world. Sure you did some pretty impressive things in the APW, but so have I. But when it comes down to it, what happens in the APW only truly matters. Why you ask? I have won the Heavyweight Championship inside of these walls, yet it has taken me along time to be recognized as a main eventer in the APW. But I have broken through the barriers and I am one of the flagbearers of the future for this company. You and your partners will be forgotten because in the end, stables always die.
But you and Twister and The Hardcore Kid are not big enough superstars to be taken seriously. You are mediocre just like BDC and Link, along with the rest of these hacky superstar who've become nothing but jokes and has beens. Puer Innovation are shit. They will be forgotten, dying in the ranks of mid card superstardom. Is that how you want to be remembered, Lively? I am sure it isnt, but there is no stopping the inevitable. You will step into the ring against me, and you will be fucking buried. You will shoveled up off of the mat after I knock your punkass out with the Head Splitter. Bring your whorery partners down to the ring, they can get a taste of what the Retribution Killer is really like. Go for it. I have proven myself to some of the APW's top superstars and I continue to do so on a regular basis. What have you done?
I mean, the whole feud with Pure Innovation...Dead as a doornail. And we all know Level One is going to take the title from you. There is nothing there. It was a flop. No one has really remembered it. It is forgotten, just as you and your partners are slowly starting to become. I am everlasting, I am unforgettable. Sure I have done and said some moronic things, but in the end, I make up for it in the ring. Whether it be hardcore, which I can I do, or a straight up scientific wrestling encounter, I make the match memorable. You were attempting to steal shows, when you simply couldnt cut it. New Years Retribution 2008, I stole the show, battling Trevor Blackwell, Vinnie Hardcore, and others. Your match made waves, but it flopped. That is all it seems you have done your entire career is come in, entertain us for awhile with your flashy high flying moves and your mother tits, only to burn out quicker than you can say Willie Nelson. Its over and done with, Lively. Why bother showing up to get embarrassed? Why show up only to get tossed around like the ragdoll you are. When you step into the ring against me, you are stepping up against a wrestling machine. I kick ass and I take names, adding them to my victims list. And you will be added Lively, no matter how hard you try to defeat me, it simply will not happen.
Be prepared to see your star fade away, fall from the skies it began rising in because you are not worthy of anything. You will never be able to break away from the label of a world champion and a stablemate. Sure many wrestling legends start out in stables, but what happens to their partners? They disappear, only making special appearances at award ceremonies and shit like that. Your partners have stolen the spiotlight from you. You are now just a ghost, trying to keep their careers intact, but not even a priest or God himself can save you or your career. Its now or never for me to step up and make an impact. I will do it and nothing will stand in my way of my rise to greatness. Lively, or should say Jesus. This Monday, YOU WILL BE CRUCIFIED. And that's how it is. Because I Fucking Say So!!!
Green stops speaking. He smirks to himself, then rests his head on the pillow beneath his face, closes his eyes and falls asleep, ending the scene.
Prologue:
The time is here. The time for yours truly, John Green, to make his impact against the APW World Heavyweight Champion. I have held back for far too long. Time to give these people a show and show them that they have been seeing the tip of the iceberg from me. I am taking it up a notch. The time for fun and games are over. Whether it be in the APW or whatever, John Green will make his prescence felt. I can be Mr. Monday Night Special on Overdrive and Mr. Sunday Night Special on Pay-Per-Views, just know that I am the Number One Superstar! I have the look. I have the great hair, that I have been working on for awhile. I have the strength and the ability that so many others hope and pray for. Sure my APW record isnt that impressive, but in the end it isnt about records. But I have to dig deep and I have to stop playing the games. Being in the main event status in the APW has opened my eyes and it has shown me opportunity. If everyone else is as committed to this vision as I am, then the I will lead myself to the superstardom I have dreamed about. I am going to blow up. 2009 is my year. I am going to take over wrestling. Sure that may be considered a bold statement, looking at my record, but even if I go on a losing streak for the rest of my career, it will not effect the fact. Michael Lively had his year. It is my time. There are other ways to take over the wrestling world. I could become an owner. I could take the ownership from Jeff. I could become a commentator and manipulate the viewers and get them to pay close attention to my views, brainwashing them, and soon they would all be tuning in, not for the in ring action, but the wrestle talk from yours truly, John Green. I can take over this game simply because I am the best damn superstar today. Everyone can speak of their accomplishments in the APW, but no one has been able to do what I have done simply because there has never been and there never will be another John Green. Level One, Michael Lively, and a few others have achieved success outside of the APW, but they have only wrestled in federations associated with the APW. I have done it all over the world. People can say all I have really done is lose. I have whined and I have contradicted myself, but what I have done is made an impact. No one else has made as big an impact as I have. And that will continue to be for the rest of my time in this game.
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The scene opens up with Mr. Monday Night Special, the Retribution Killer, John Green and his friend and wrestler in training Chris Johnson shown packing suitcases and gymbags as we open up. Green gets a close up, seeing how he is the star of this scene as always, as he packs in excitement. This is going to be great, he thinks to himself, a trip around the world. Beautiful scenery, wrestling, women, all the wine and alcohol you want, women, golf, fishing, women, the works. Chris and I have been planning this trip our whole lives pretty much. Since we've known each other. I will be traveling on the road, stopping in certain cities to wrestle, then we will go out and meet gorgeous women and sleep with them. I will be world wide pimping so to speak. Not even Kid Rock or Ludacris can top what Im going to do. They sing about it, and Im going to live it bitches! Green and Chris finish packing and then they sit down in the floor of Green's bedroom. They look at each other and nod and smile and laugh a bit.
Chris: This is going to be great, bro.
Green: Fuck yeah it is. I cant fucking wait. As soon as Overdrive is over and done with, we are going all over the world.
Chris: Yeah man, we are. But we might have to cut it short.
Green: Um...excuse me?
Chris: I've been talking to the ex again. She and I are going to be re-tying the knot bro. Can you believe it? Me and Holly are getting back together.
Green: Oh fuck no. Screw that fucking shit. She is not gonna put a downer on our goddam trip. We have been planning this for years since I've known you. Fuck that. She is not gonna cockblock us. We are celebrities. We are gonna have so many women running up to us, flaunting their tits at us. We are gonna get so much pussy, man it wont even be funny.It will be fan-fucking-tastic!
Chris: What about you and that chick Miranda?
Green: We are getting pretty serious. But she is not gonna bring me down. I am twenty nine man, I've got a lot of living to do.
Chris: You got a lot of growing up to do my friend.
Green: This is coming from a guy that used to drive his cars on two wheels. A guy that had ten speeding tickets in the first three years he had his license. This is coming from a guy that got drunk every other night. You are telling me the grow up? That is some funny shit.
Chris: It is some true shit.
Green: Its some dumb shit.
Chris: OK DMX....
Green: He's a good rapper man. Dont disrespect X.
Chris: I thought you were into rock music?
Green: I am. But X is one of the one of the few rap acts I enjoy. I mean he's real. You can feel his anger and his pain.
Chris: People say the same thing about your wrestling.
Green: Anyway man...back to the trip. We are going for as long as we planned.
Chris: And how long is that?
Green: Until we both agree to come back.
Chris: Like I said, we shouldnt stay gone for a long time...
Green: And I say you are fucking crazy. You're fucking crazy.
Chris: No Im being reasonable.
Green: No you're being pussy whipped! Your ex wife, the woman that threw you out every three days over the fact you went out with me to grab a couple of drinks. That just doesnt make sense.
Chris: Good point.
Green: Thank you.
Green and Chris stand up from the floor. They then start carrying their bags down the stairs. Once they reach the bottom, they stop. Green then looks around, looking for his new trusty butler, Ralphus. He looks around, then puts his hands on his waist and rolls his eyes and bites his bottom lip, before speaking.
Green: RALPHUS!!!
All of a sudden, Ralphus appears around the corner. He stands before Green and Chris. He looks at them and smiles. Green looks at the bags then at Ralphus, then down at the bags, then back up Ralphus, who keeps smiling. Green then looks at Chris and rolls his eyes again, then looks back down at his butler.
Ralphus: Can I help you sir?
Green: Yeah, load the bags up...
Ralphus: In which car?
Green: In the van...the one with the big screen TV, the PS3, XBOX 360, and the couch that folds into a bed, and the back bed.
Chris: Thats called an RV.
Green: Yeah, in the RV.
Ralphus: Will do sir. Do you care if I finish my lunch?
Green: Ralphus...
Ralphus: OK I'll do it now...
Green: I was gonna let you eat first man, but since you insisted, Im not gonna stop you.
Ralphus grabs two bags under each arm and walks out of the scene. Green and Chris look at one another then at Ralphus, back at each other, shaking their heads. They walk into the kitchen and see a half eaten peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Chris grabs the sandwich and begins to munch away.
Chris: Do you think this is Ralph's?
Green: Im pretty sure it is. But it'll be OK. We have plenty of PB and J in this place. Ralph keeps us in stock.
Chris: Well that was a good sandwich. I cant believe he wanted to work instead of eat this. Its a shame. Kids in Iraq would kill for this.
Green: Kids in Iraq would kill period. Look at their fucking fathers. Half of them are dead and the other half are killing the Americans cause Bush is too goddam stupid to pull them out of that shithole.
Chris: Amen...
Green: Its great to see that you and I are on the same page for once.
Chris: Its a rarity...I know.
Green: You about ready to go?
Chris: Where's the first stop?
Green: Wherever Overdrive is being held...I forgot...
Chris: Its...
Green: You know what...
Chris: What?
Green: It doesnt matter right now. We are leaving now. We can worry about that on the way to Overdrive.
Chris: Good deal.
With that, the two men head out to the RV, and look at it in all of its glory. Spinners, sound system, pictures of John Green on the side of the RV. They then run and jump into the RV, with Green getting into the driver's side and Chris in the passenger. John starts it up and they drive off into the sunset. Ralphus then turns and looks up at the sky, mouthing the words Thank God before heading into the mansion.
Green and Chris are shown again, pulled in at a small marketplace. Green goes in as Chris pumps gas. Green then returns and stands beside Chris with an enormous smile on his face.
Chris: Whats so funny?
Green: Nothing's funny. We are getting some tonight.
Chris: What?
Green: Exactly what I just said. These two chicks over there, they are twenty six or something like that. They are single and they want to hang out later tonight. So I will go and hang out with my wang out. Im gonna rock out with my cock out. Know what Im sayin playa?
Chris: You're an idiot.
Green: No. Im a man and I have a dick, and Im gonna use it tonight. And how much gas are you putting in the love machine?
Chris: Until it gets full...
Just then, gas begins to spray out of the gas tank, going all over the gas pumps and Chris as well. Chris finally gets it to stop and he stands there looking at Green, who is laughing his ass off, covered in gas.
Chris: Dont you have a promo to cut?
Green: Um actually I am sure I do. I dont know if Lively has cut one or not. Do you
know?
Chris: Why would I know?
Green: Because you have free time on your hands, you dick!
Chris: I have to go shower. I have to get this gas smell off of me. So you gotta drive until then. Sorry.
Green: Thats cool. You'll be pulling double shift duty afterwards.
Chris: Thats not a problem.
Chris climbs into the back of the RV while Green hops into the front seat and they drive off again, with Green's laughing remaining audible for the viewers, along with the sound of Chris's cursing.
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The scene reopens with Chris shown driving, in a fresh pair of clothes. His hair still wet, obviously from taking a shower. The scene then moves towards the back of the RV, into a bedroom, where John Green is shown watching television. He yawns, looks at his watch, then turns off the TV. He gets off of the bed, opens the door, then speaks.
Green: Yo Chris!!!
Chris: Yeah...
Green: Im gonna hit the sack. Talk to you tomorrow. Wake me up if you get too sleepy.
Chris: Go for it. I got this under control.
Green: OK....
Green shuts the door, then pulls off his shirt and kicks off his boots. He pulls back the covers, then climbs into the bed, then pulls the blankets back over his body. He looks up at the ceiling of the RV. He then sits back up and begins to think to himself...I gotta do a fucking promo. I am getting sick of having to do one of these every couple of days. But thats my job. Or the other half of my job. Or maybe its a third...I dont know. But here goes nothing.
Green: Counting down to the night of the APW's most violent event of the year, Carnage can be a rather fun time, but then again, it can also be a real pain in the ass. Everyone wants to be on the show, so they bust their ass to get on the show. Some make it, some dont. I, for one, have made it the last show and now I am embarking on the journey to my second Carnage pay per view, in a match against Level One, the current number one contender to Lively's APW World Heavyweight Champion. The World Championship is something I have always wanted to compete for since I arrived here in the APW and became the World Champion, but here it is, the opportunity for me to defeat the APW World Heavyweight Champion. And I am going to defeat this man that is called Jesus and Level One to. But the pay per view is still so far away, considering I have a match on Overdrive against the Champ Lively. This is a match that will set in the stone what the turmoil match will be like.
Lively,. you and I have never stepped foot in the same ring before other than the time I sucked up the ring with my losses some months ago, yet you didnt make any sort of lasting impression my friend. You have never grown in the APW, you've never graduated from the level of mid carder until you claimed the world championship. Your partners achieved some singles success winning the Xtreme Championship, Tag Team Championship, and also the World Heavyweight Championship, but where does that leave you? All you do is read from that stupid list, which I am pretty sure it reads now that you will lose to John Green simply because you are nothing more than a asshole who had easy obstacles set in front of him. I dont even see why I have to waste my time with a worthless piece of monkey crap like you for in the first place. I mean, you were something last year when you won the Overdrivestrap, but since then you have fallen from grace, hitting the bottom of the ladder. It hurts I know. I was there last year while you were rising to the top as APW's biggest superstar. You won a few awards..., but other than that you are nothing big. You are nothing to brag about. By the way what does Lively stand for? Live as a pussy? I mean you've been nothing but a pussy when it comes to in ring action because no one hardly ever sees you.
How does it make you feel to know that is above you? I am sure it hurts you a tad bit due to the fact that you have been forgotten. You are just used to generate some sort of heat or gain Overdrive some sort of ratings, but it all falls flat. I feel for those who've invested their time and their money into you. I am sure they were thinking you were going to be a big commodity in the wrestling world. Sure you did some pretty impressive things in the APW, but so have I. But when it comes down to it, what happens in the APW only truly matters. Why you ask? I have won the Heavyweight Championship inside of these walls, yet it has taken me along time to be recognized as a main eventer in the APW. But I have broken through the barriers and I am one of the flagbearers of the future for this company. You and your partners will be forgotten because in the end, stables always die.
But you and Twister and The Hardcore Kid are not big enough superstars to be taken seriously. You are mediocre just like BDC and Link, along with the rest of these hacky superstar who've become nothing but jokes and has beens. Puer Innovation are shit. They will be forgotten, dying in the ranks of mid card superstardom. Is that how you want to be remembered, Lively? I am sure it isnt, but there is no stopping the inevitable. You will step into the ring against me, and you will be fucking buried. You will shoveled up off of the mat after I knock your punkass out with the Head Splitter. Bring your whorery partners down to the ring, they can get a taste of what the Retribution Killer is really like. Go for it. I have proven myself to some of the APW's top superstars and I continue to do so on a regular basis. What have you done?
I mean, the whole feud with Pure Innovation...Dead as a doornail. And we all know Level One is going to take the title from you. There is nothing there. It was a flop. No one has really remembered it. It is forgotten, just as you and your partners are slowly starting to become. I am everlasting, I am unforgettable. Sure I have done and said some moronic things, but in the end, I make up for it in the ring. Whether it be hardcore, which I can I do, or a straight up scientific wrestling encounter, I make the match memorable. You were attempting to steal shows, when you simply couldnt cut it. New Years Retribution 2008, I stole the show, battling Trevor Blackwell, Vinnie Hardcore, and others. Your match made waves, but it flopped. That is all it seems you have done your entire career is come in, entertain us for awhile with your flashy high flying moves and your mother tits, only to burn out quicker than you can say Willie Nelson. Its over and done with, Lively. Why bother showing up to get embarrassed? Why show up only to get tossed around like the ragdoll you are. When you step into the ring against me, you are stepping up against a wrestling machine. I kick ass and I take names, adding them to my victims list. And you will be added Lively, no matter how hard you try to defeat me, it simply will not happen.
Be prepared to see your star fade away, fall from the skies it began rising in because you are not worthy of anything. You will never be able to break away from the label of a world champion and a stablemate. Sure many wrestling legends start out in stables, but what happens to their partners? They disappear, only making special appearances at award ceremonies and shit like that. Your partners have stolen the spiotlight from you. You are now just a ghost, trying to keep their careers intact, but not even a priest or God himself can save you or your career. Its now or never for me to step up and make an impact. I will do it and nothing will stand in my way of my rise to greatness. Lively, or should say Jesus. This Monday, YOU WILL BE CRUCIFIED. And that's how it is. Because I Fucking Say So!!!
Green stops speaking. He smirks to himself, then rests his head on the pillow beneath his face, closes his eyes and falls asleep, ending the scene.
