Post by T-Marv on Jan 9, 2013 21:05:06 GMT -4
Evolution is a funny thing. It takes a very simple creature and many MANY years, but something with the complexity of a speck of dust will grow into a living, breathing, thinking organism.
But Evolution is just one part in a much bigger picture that we call life! In life, nothing stays stagnant, stationary. If it does, the living aspect of the world goes out the window. It just becomes one giant photograph laying dormant forever, still…. DEAD!
What makes this world so real, so alive is the most simple entity in existence. It’s something that all creatures, all objects undergo. It’s CHANGE!
The past few years have undergone a great deal of change in just about every aspect of this earth. The earth itself is changing, slowly degrading. The country of the United States is changing greatly as well. The economy is going to shit….people are becoming harsher, more self centered, and miles less intelligent.
But not all change is negative.
Every now and then something changes for the better, increases the quality of life for all those involved. Every now and then a change comes along that is so great that it makes everyone forget about the past, about history.
That is the way the world works, improves. We are living in the age of the greatest improvement we’ve ever known. An Era of legendary status.
APW has changed so much in the past years that people from before the new regime wouldn’t even recognize it, and would even resist the change. Those from the past are closed minded fools who seek to halt the progress of everyone involved.
One man seeks to return APW back to the way it was during his greatest memories. HE would see time reverse to a moment when he was all that anyone talked about. He would see that anyone and anything that resisted the old stale life be tossed into the disposal and forgotten about all together.
But as you know… NOBODY can stop evolution.
Change is good!
Evolve or DIE!
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”That was complete BULLSHIT!”
The APW overdrive Champion overturns a Desk as Papers fly all over the place. A shocked Felipe Deloren backs way the hell up with Kia and Violet LeWinter cowering behind him almost using his body for cover. Level-One just sits on the chair next to the toppled desk and chuckles a bit.
“Somebody could use a snickers for sure. What happened? Did the other kids on the playground pick you last or something?” Level-One laughs out.
Marvin passes him a piercing glance, one that even causes Level-One to choke down his laughter. Terry continues to steam as Felipe speaks up.
“Look Champ, it’s not the end of the world. Those brainless monkeys who invaded Overdrive to make a spectacle of themselves will get what’s coming to them. You just need to focus on the task at hand…. Winning Survive and Conquer.”
Level-One scoffs in his chair and rolls his eyes.
“Oh yeah, beating out 100 other athletes, no matter how inept you think they are is a piece of cake. You people make it sound like a foregone conclusion, like you’re just going to rip through the field with no resistance what so ever.”
Marvin glares a hole through his partner in crime of the Sindicate.
”That’s pretty rich coming from a guy without the spine to throw his name in the hat this year. ”
Level One sits up and takes notice of this insult, glaring at Marvin.
“It’s not cowardice, it’s a lack of need. I have achieved supreme celebrity status, what reason would I have to brutalize this precious face? To achieve glory? Been there, done that. No, you’re the one with a overzealous sense of purpose about Survive and Conquer, as if all of a sudden you’re your hopes and dreams are just going to ZAP into existence. I have not self serving need to satisfy my own ego. I already know I’m the greatest megastar to ever grace an APW ring!”
Marvin continues to glare at Level-One who just smirks right back at him. As if trying to prevent a huge explosion from taking place, Felipe calmly strides in between them.
“The Sindicate is in control of everything boys. Just remember the plan…. Soon, everybody will see the real power of what we can do. Soon, we’ll grow to immeasurable heights. The two of you just have to keep a lid on your boiling egos long enough for our plan to come to fruition!”
Marvin and Level-One continue to glare at each other till Marvin breaks in a smile!
”Our superiority will be unquestioned after I break Michael Lively like a little twig, finishing off what Mr. Celeb Status over here couldn’t last week! ”
Level One glares and is about to say something but Marvin raises his hand to stop him.
”Relax! It was a joke. But Lively poses a threat to all of us. He’s got it into his mind with that little fluke last week that he can compete with us… and a delusional man is a very VERY dangerous man. I need to put the squash on it and I need to do it now!”
All four of them look at Terry’s new intensity. He paces around the room thinking to himself.
“Lively is an insignificant little ant. Squash him, don’t squash him, it’ll make no difference in the end. ”
”We are on the verge of totally conquering APW and turning it into something good, something real, instead of the imaginary crap that Jeff has bastardized it into. If even the slightest thing is out of place, it endangers the entire operation. Lively may be a bug…put he’s a poisoness one that can infect us all. I REFUSE to let that happen!”
Marvin kicks the prone Desk and seems a bit agitated.
“You need to calm down Terry. We are the most powerful group this world can barely even comprehend! Everything will work out for us in the end.
You simply need to blow off some steam. Perhaps the LeWinter sisters here could attend to your every need.”
Felipe’s smile is one of pure evil as the Sisters look at each other, unhappy about being pimped out like your common varity slut. Level-One chuckles a bit.
“I think we’re all forgetting about Marvin’s wife? ”
A shadow appears in the door way.
”Why not, Terry already has!”
Level-One smirks as he looks to the doorway. Felipe and the LeWinter sisters stand there with jaws dropped. Terry slowly raises his head and with no emotion what so ever looks at his WIFE Faythe standing in the doorway.
”Yeah, that’s right… I’m still here. ”
Marvin just stares at her. Felipe and the sisters seem uncomfortable just standing there. Level-One however seems quite entertained.
“I think we should leave and give these two some privacy.”
They begin to leave but Level One doesn’t move. They give him a look and nod to get him to follow, but he just sits there smiling.
“I’d rather enjoy the show.”
The sisters flank him on either side and whisper something into his ear that causes him to raise his eyebrows. He gets up with them on his elbows and walks out.
“On second thought, I just got an offer I couldn’t refuse!”
They leave and Faythe walks into the office and stares out the window.
”What are you doing here? ”
”I guess I should be expected to be treated like this from you, considering this is the most you’ve spoken to me in months. I guess I’m lucky you’re here and not hanging out with that Hollywood whore of yours.”
This seems to hit Terry hard like something sliced into his gut, as he remembers his lost week with Olivia Munn and the hijinx that ensued.
”You don’t know what you’re talking about. ”
”Oh please don’t mistake me for an idiot. You barely acknowledge my existence anymore. You’ve changed!”
”I’VE changed? You’re the one who flew off your handle, who started yelling at me, complaining about my so called attitude!”
They both wince just a bit as they remember the argument a couple weeks before Christmas Chaos.
”I don’t even recognize who you are anymore. You’ve become cold, distant. You’re not the man I married, not even close.”
Terry laughs humorlessly.
”You ignorant bitch!”
The words literally knocked Faythe back a couple steps.
”You married a confident man who knew exactly who he was and where he stood in this world. I’m the same damn person, just more successful. ”
”That’s ALL that matters to you anymore isn’t it. Your success! Nothing is ever enough. All you want is more and more and more. It’s consuming you, replacing every other element of the man who I loved with an empty shell!”
She pauses and turns to him.
”When will you stop? When will it be enough?”
Terry goes to speak, but she stops him.
”Never! That’s the answer. You will keep going until suddenly the greed overcomes you and you end up in the ground, decimated body and soul. I use to think that eventually you’d calm down, that with me by your side you’d find a point of contentment. I thought that I would be enough for you. But I’m not am I….I never will be.”
She tries to fight back a tear but she’s unsuccessful as one drips down her face. Terry shows no emotion whatsoever, this not fully hitting him.
”Is that what you truly think of me, a power hungry beast who cares nothing of those closest to his heart? When did all this happen? What brought this up?”
”It’s not for me to say is it? it’s for you to answer. But your change in attitude, it’s been building for a LONG time, slowly that is. I guess the worst of it happened with your whole setup of Biggs. You didn’t even let me in on it. It was at that moment when I first saw it… the dark side of you. The moment you flipped that switch, it’s like you turned everything else off as well. You were away over Christmas…. Barely called me to say Happy Holidays. And then your little New Years Eve Party…. I was four blocks away and you didn’t even invite me. I had to find out about it through twitter. That was bad enough, but then I had to see your little affair with that slut thrown in my face too…..”
”There was no affair.”
”There was something. Wasn’t there?”
Terry doesn’t answer, his silence being all that Faythe needs.
”You don’t love me anymore. If you ever did.”
”Of course I do!”
”Then prove it! Walk away, from APW, from wrestling, from ALL of this.”
She holds his hand out for him. He stares at her, then drops his head. She just smiles.
”That’s what I thought.”
She begins to leave but he stops her.
”So, what now? That’s it, you’re just gone?”
She stops, not turning around.
”Yes.”
”For how long.”
”I don’t know.”
He takes a long pause.
”Are you coming back?”
She pauses herself for quite a long time. Tears roll down her cheek as she chokes out one last sentence.
”I don’t know.”
With that she exits the office and begins to leave the building. From the corner walks Level One. Terry doesn’t look up but still senses him there.
”How much did you hear?”
”Every word. Pretty brutal if you ask me.”
”Yep. It helps though.”
”Helps?”
”She’s one less distraction. Now I can focus on the mission….the whole mission!”
”Your wife just calls you a selfish douchebag who only cares for yourself and walks out and you’re instantly fine with it?”
Terry smirks and looks up.
”It’s the way the world works my friend…. Everything changes!”
The scene slowly fades to black.
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”Well, Well Well, we meet at last don’t we Michael Lively? APW’s past finally catches up with it and meets head on with APW’s present and future! You and I have a lot… A LOT… in common don’t we Mikey boy? After all, I am what you used to be, the face of the greatest wrestling federation in the known universe! If you ask me, this little ho-down of ours is WAY overdue.”
The scene opens up outdoors as the winter air blows across the English landscape. We see a large stone jutting out of the ground. We then zoom out and see the stone connected to another. Upon zooming back further, we see a circle of said stones. Unless you’re a brainless moron, it’s clear to see that we are standing at Stonehenge.
”Here we stand on the eve of our epic showdown in front of one of the most noted and recognizable historical sights on the planet. This demonstrates the need that we as human beings have to make our marks on this planet. This particular structure has stood for centuries, and it‘s purpose is completely unknown. But that‘s not the point is it. No, the point is that it still remains to this day and will most likely remain long past all of us have been cleansed from this planet. This is a demonstration of what it means to make your MARK on history! And that is something you know all too well don‘t you Mr. Lively?”
Suddenly, Terry walks onto the scene in front of one of the huge stone markings. He leans on it, making many of the workers and druids of this historical sight EXTREMELY nervous.
”For me to deny what you have done in the past here in APW Michael would be extremely foolish and completely incomprehensible. You are a Grand Slam Champion….you revolutionized APW and made your place in the hall of fame. It‘s hard to argue that you are the original face of APW and the one thing that people think of when they remember this place’s humble beginnings. You are the PAST of APW…. But unfortunately that is not enough for you is it Michael?”
Terry shakes his head and motions toward the stones.
”See these stones, never moving, never evolving. They‘re frozen in time, exactly the way it should be. The ancient civilization that built this knew their place in this world, knew that they couldn‘t live on. So instead, they made this to forever live in the history books. But you….You‘re a selfish bastard who insists on invading a time where you no longer belong! You‘re either too damn stupid to see that you‘re no longer a viable part of this world, or you‘re too damn arrogant to let those who came after you do what they were created to do. 2009 has come and gone Michael and it left you far FAR behind!
Did you honestly think that APW was sitting here holding it‘s breath until the day that Jesus made his miraculous second coming to save the world from all that is dull and boring? Hell, until you showed your face around here, people no longer remembered or cared that you existed. You were a plaque on the APW hall of fame wall for people to look at and remember a time long ago when you were relevant. You‘re a memory, one that is clearly forgettable! ”
Terry stands up and walks around the landmark as many robed druids pray to whatever gods they still believe in. Terry scoffs.
”I get it Michael…I understand completely. It’s hard to let go of the thing that you love, of all the attention that you crave! It’s hard to go back to living in a world where you don’t matter, where you’re ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! It’s hard to swallow that bitter bitter pill screaming at you that everything you once lived for has moved on to something and someone MUCH better than you will ever be. I’ve often been referred to as the NEXT Michael Lively. And as much as that should be a compliment, the last person to call me that got a right hand hard in the jaw. I am not the NEXT anything, I am the FIRST and ONLY Terry Marvin.
I crush the pathetic memory of a man who pretended to be Jesus, a man who pretended to be another great historical figure. That‘s EXACTLY what you did Michael, tried to mimic yourself after a religious idol. How sad is it that you needed to invent this association in order to make yourself feel relevant. You couldn‘t just pave your own path, couldn‘t make your own way in the world. That‘s the difference between us Lively. What I did… has NEVER been done before….not like this. I went about things in MY WAY! I created my OWN identity, my OWN path. THE REAL SHOW is a unique and incredible persona that belongs to one and only one man who has ever existed on this planet! I didn‘t walk in your footsteps… I made new ones, bigger ones that engulfed yours and faded them from memory!”
Terry grins and continues to walk away from Stonehenge through a large open field.
”I‘m sure in that warped and mangled mind of yours Lively that you believed, truly believed that these people waited for you with baited breath. I‘m sure you‘ve manipulated your own brain to postulate that APW needed you to come back and save them. You were away, watching from afar as they simply moved on without you and STILL managed to convince yourself that it needed you, that life simply could not go on without you. But the reality of the situation is far darker, and far more mangled than you can comprehend. You got bored, tired of being the forgotten face of APW. You could no longer bathe in the attention that you so crave, that you need to feed your enormous ego, that you need to feel alive. Without it, you were fading away from nothing. But you couldn‘t simply swallow your pride and admit that, not even to yourself. So you fooled yourself into believing that they needed you, that they wanted you, that your second coming would be their salvation.”
Terry chuckles.
”You silly bastard! These people didn’t need you! They already had their savior. The second coming of APW‘s Jesus was here and delivered these puppets from the evils of lame, boring, monotonic peons that were flooding these sacred halls. APW didn‘t need you cause they had a NEW savior, a new godsend….and you‘re fucking looking at him Michael. I‘m not Jesus…. He was just a MAN with some godly DNA. I am a super being plucked form the Gardens of Awesomeness and molded together by a legendary Forge and chosen by the creator to rescue these poor souls from their own daily hell. I am GOD‘S GIFT TO WRESTLING and I have proven my worth time and time again against all odds and every time I‘ve come out on top!
I am the new… I am the future….and this is MY TIME! Michael. I won‘t sit idly by as you come from the depths of hell to steal what I have rightfully EARNED! You‘re like a spoiled little kid who didn‘t get the last cookie and is now throwing a temper tantrum because he was born with a silver spoon planted squarely up his ass and believes that he is OWED and DESERVES everything that his little brain dreams up. But now that the shiniest toy doesn‘t belong to you and nobody‘s bending over backwards to give you your way, you don‘t know how to cope, you don‘t know how to react. So you do the only thing you know how… you BITCH and CRY and stomp your feet until somebody comes along ,hands you whatever you ask for just to get you to shut the hell up! Unfortunately for you Michael, I don‘t mind the constant crying and whining…. I thrive off of it. Cause I’ve found a method that quells that behavior better than giving in…. I’ll just beat it out of your bitch ass! ”
Terry continues walking untill he’s out of the country side and back into civilization. Buildings and Houses come into view as he stands on a road with a few cars flying by him.
”Thousands of years ago, none of this existed. This land was owned by farmers, and shepherds, druids and pagans. This was a completely different place….but still very much alive, still very real. They made their lives here. Made their marks here. But alas, they couldn‘t last forever. Eventually things changes… evolved. The memories that were here before were crushed and paved over making way for a whole new world to take it‘s place. Those who didn‘t evolve, didn‘t adapt were overrun and stamped out. It is the course of nature, of everything that exists in this universe. It had it‘s time, had it‘s place, but life moves on. This new world was built on top of the old one, using it’s firm and steady base as the original building block, and improving with each new step.
What about that can’t you comprehend Lively. You were the original, the foundation upon which all else was built. Your mark here has been made and will never be erased. But I now stand where you stood as the new standard for excellence. Just like those before me, I have improved on that sturdy base, made it better, and made my own mark. In time, I too will be replaced as something better will grow upon what I leave behind. I will simply be just another memory, just another page in history. Perhaps my time will be the most prominent ever displayed. Perhaps somebody will come along and do the unthinkable and top my accomplishments. It won’t matter, because my legacy is already chizzled in stone. But the one thing that won’t happen. The one thing that CANNOT be allowed to happen, is for the past to come back, to try to resurface. When that happens, it crumbles the foundation and levels the improvements which were meticulously put in place.
I will NOT LET THAT HAPPEN LIVELY! You will stay where you belong, buried deep below the surface where you belong. Your time is OVER! This is the ERA OF THE REAL SHOW, and that will continue for a long LONG time. I will not let you destroy what I’ve built. I will not let your greed dismember all that has come since and all that will come hence forth. I’m sure you’re tired of being disrespected, tired of being in the shadows…tired of being forced to watch everything you built move on without you…..
TOO FUCKING BAD LIVELY! That’s life, DEAL WITH IT!
If you think you can just come dancing back onto the floor with no repercussions…. It’s time for you to GET REAL! ”
Terry smirks one last time.
”Change is here Michael Lively. And change is a large, rolling wave of force that is unrelenting and unstoppable. You can either adapt and evolve with it and get the hell out of the way. Or you can stand in it‘s path like a stubborn mule, unwilling to budge, and be flattened and obliterated.
I am that change Michael!
I am the now!
Change is good!
Change is necessary!
Change is inevitable!
Tomorrow night, it’s the past vs. the present. The then vs. the Now. The old vs. the New!
Tomorrow Night, the reign of this new Jesus ends just like the old one….CRUSIFIED publicly for the world to see and forsaken by your creator!
I hope your ready when I prove to the world that The Real Show Era is still strong!
The Lively Era is Dead…and dead things MUST STAY DEAD!
Get Ready Michael…..
ITS SHOWTIME!”
But Evolution is just one part in a much bigger picture that we call life! In life, nothing stays stagnant, stationary. If it does, the living aspect of the world goes out the window. It just becomes one giant photograph laying dormant forever, still…. DEAD!
What makes this world so real, so alive is the most simple entity in existence. It’s something that all creatures, all objects undergo. It’s CHANGE!
The past few years have undergone a great deal of change in just about every aspect of this earth. The earth itself is changing, slowly degrading. The country of the United States is changing greatly as well. The economy is going to shit….people are becoming harsher, more self centered, and miles less intelligent.
But not all change is negative.
Every now and then something changes for the better, increases the quality of life for all those involved. Every now and then a change comes along that is so great that it makes everyone forget about the past, about history.
That is the way the world works, improves. We are living in the age of the greatest improvement we’ve ever known. An Era of legendary status.
APW has changed so much in the past years that people from before the new regime wouldn’t even recognize it, and would even resist the change. Those from the past are closed minded fools who seek to halt the progress of everyone involved.
One man seeks to return APW back to the way it was during his greatest memories. HE would see time reverse to a moment when he was all that anyone talked about. He would see that anyone and anything that resisted the old stale life be tossed into the disposal and forgotten about all together.
But as you know… NOBODY can stop evolution.
Change is good!
Evolve or DIE!
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”That was complete BULLSHIT!”
The APW overdrive Champion overturns a Desk as Papers fly all over the place. A shocked Felipe Deloren backs way the hell up with Kia and Violet LeWinter cowering behind him almost using his body for cover. Level-One just sits on the chair next to the toppled desk and chuckles a bit.
“Somebody could use a snickers for sure. What happened? Did the other kids on the playground pick you last or something?” Level-One laughs out.
Marvin passes him a piercing glance, one that even causes Level-One to choke down his laughter. Terry continues to steam as Felipe speaks up.
“Look Champ, it’s not the end of the world. Those brainless monkeys who invaded Overdrive to make a spectacle of themselves will get what’s coming to them. You just need to focus on the task at hand…. Winning Survive and Conquer.”
Level-One scoffs in his chair and rolls his eyes.
“Oh yeah, beating out 100 other athletes, no matter how inept you think they are is a piece of cake. You people make it sound like a foregone conclusion, like you’re just going to rip through the field with no resistance what so ever.”
Marvin glares a hole through his partner in crime of the Sindicate.
”That’s pretty rich coming from a guy without the spine to throw his name in the hat this year. ”
Level One sits up and takes notice of this insult, glaring at Marvin.
“It’s not cowardice, it’s a lack of need. I have achieved supreme celebrity status, what reason would I have to brutalize this precious face? To achieve glory? Been there, done that. No, you’re the one with a overzealous sense of purpose about Survive and Conquer, as if all of a sudden you’re your hopes and dreams are just going to ZAP into existence. I have not self serving need to satisfy my own ego. I already know I’m the greatest megastar to ever grace an APW ring!”
Marvin continues to glare at Level-One who just smirks right back at him. As if trying to prevent a huge explosion from taking place, Felipe calmly strides in between them.
“The Sindicate is in control of everything boys. Just remember the plan…. Soon, everybody will see the real power of what we can do. Soon, we’ll grow to immeasurable heights. The two of you just have to keep a lid on your boiling egos long enough for our plan to come to fruition!”
Marvin and Level-One continue to glare at each other till Marvin breaks in a smile!
”Our superiority will be unquestioned after I break Michael Lively like a little twig, finishing off what Mr. Celeb Status over here couldn’t last week! ”
Level One glares and is about to say something but Marvin raises his hand to stop him.
”Relax! It was a joke. But Lively poses a threat to all of us. He’s got it into his mind with that little fluke last week that he can compete with us… and a delusional man is a very VERY dangerous man. I need to put the squash on it and I need to do it now!”
All four of them look at Terry’s new intensity. He paces around the room thinking to himself.
“Lively is an insignificant little ant. Squash him, don’t squash him, it’ll make no difference in the end. ”
”We are on the verge of totally conquering APW and turning it into something good, something real, instead of the imaginary crap that Jeff has bastardized it into. If even the slightest thing is out of place, it endangers the entire operation. Lively may be a bug…put he’s a poisoness one that can infect us all. I REFUSE to let that happen!”
Marvin kicks the prone Desk and seems a bit agitated.
“You need to calm down Terry. We are the most powerful group this world can barely even comprehend! Everything will work out for us in the end.
You simply need to blow off some steam. Perhaps the LeWinter sisters here could attend to your every need.”
Felipe’s smile is one of pure evil as the Sisters look at each other, unhappy about being pimped out like your common varity slut. Level-One chuckles a bit.
“I think we’re all forgetting about Marvin’s wife? ”
A shadow appears in the door way.
”Why not, Terry already has!”
Level-One smirks as he looks to the doorway. Felipe and the LeWinter sisters stand there with jaws dropped. Terry slowly raises his head and with no emotion what so ever looks at his WIFE Faythe standing in the doorway.
”Yeah, that’s right… I’m still here. ”
Marvin just stares at her. Felipe and the sisters seem uncomfortable just standing there. Level-One however seems quite entertained.
“I think we should leave and give these two some privacy.”
They begin to leave but Level One doesn’t move. They give him a look and nod to get him to follow, but he just sits there smiling.
“I’d rather enjoy the show.”
The sisters flank him on either side and whisper something into his ear that causes him to raise his eyebrows. He gets up with them on his elbows and walks out.
“On second thought, I just got an offer I couldn’t refuse!”
They leave and Faythe walks into the office and stares out the window.
”What are you doing here? ”
”I guess I should be expected to be treated like this from you, considering this is the most you’ve spoken to me in months. I guess I’m lucky you’re here and not hanging out with that Hollywood whore of yours.”
This seems to hit Terry hard like something sliced into his gut, as he remembers his lost week with Olivia Munn and the hijinx that ensued.
”You don’t know what you’re talking about. ”
”Oh please don’t mistake me for an idiot. You barely acknowledge my existence anymore. You’ve changed!”
”I’VE changed? You’re the one who flew off your handle, who started yelling at me, complaining about my so called attitude!”
They both wince just a bit as they remember the argument a couple weeks before Christmas Chaos.
”I don’t even recognize who you are anymore. You’ve become cold, distant. You’re not the man I married, not even close.”
Terry laughs humorlessly.
”You ignorant bitch!”
The words literally knocked Faythe back a couple steps.
”You married a confident man who knew exactly who he was and where he stood in this world. I’m the same damn person, just more successful. ”
”That’s ALL that matters to you anymore isn’t it. Your success! Nothing is ever enough. All you want is more and more and more. It’s consuming you, replacing every other element of the man who I loved with an empty shell!”
She pauses and turns to him.
”When will you stop? When will it be enough?”
Terry goes to speak, but she stops him.
”Never! That’s the answer. You will keep going until suddenly the greed overcomes you and you end up in the ground, decimated body and soul. I use to think that eventually you’d calm down, that with me by your side you’d find a point of contentment. I thought that I would be enough for you. But I’m not am I….I never will be.”
She tries to fight back a tear but she’s unsuccessful as one drips down her face. Terry shows no emotion whatsoever, this not fully hitting him.
”Is that what you truly think of me, a power hungry beast who cares nothing of those closest to his heart? When did all this happen? What brought this up?”
”It’s not for me to say is it? it’s for you to answer. But your change in attitude, it’s been building for a LONG time, slowly that is. I guess the worst of it happened with your whole setup of Biggs. You didn’t even let me in on it. It was at that moment when I first saw it… the dark side of you. The moment you flipped that switch, it’s like you turned everything else off as well. You were away over Christmas…. Barely called me to say Happy Holidays. And then your little New Years Eve Party…. I was four blocks away and you didn’t even invite me. I had to find out about it through twitter. That was bad enough, but then I had to see your little affair with that slut thrown in my face too…..”
”There was no affair.”
”There was something. Wasn’t there?”
Terry doesn’t answer, his silence being all that Faythe needs.
”You don’t love me anymore. If you ever did.”
”Of course I do!”
”Then prove it! Walk away, from APW, from wrestling, from ALL of this.”
She holds his hand out for him. He stares at her, then drops his head. She just smiles.
”That’s what I thought.”
She begins to leave but he stops her.
”So, what now? That’s it, you’re just gone?”
She stops, not turning around.
”Yes.”
”For how long.”
”I don’t know.”
He takes a long pause.
”Are you coming back?”
She pauses herself for quite a long time. Tears roll down her cheek as she chokes out one last sentence.
”I don’t know.”
With that she exits the office and begins to leave the building. From the corner walks Level One. Terry doesn’t look up but still senses him there.
”How much did you hear?”
”Every word. Pretty brutal if you ask me.”
”Yep. It helps though.”
”Helps?”
”She’s one less distraction. Now I can focus on the mission….the whole mission!”
”Your wife just calls you a selfish douchebag who only cares for yourself and walks out and you’re instantly fine with it?”
Terry smirks and looks up.
”It’s the way the world works my friend…. Everything changes!”
The scene slowly fades to black.
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”Well, Well Well, we meet at last don’t we Michael Lively? APW’s past finally catches up with it and meets head on with APW’s present and future! You and I have a lot… A LOT… in common don’t we Mikey boy? After all, I am what you used to be, the face of the greatest wrestling federation in the known universe! If you ask me, this little ho-down of ours is WAY overdue.”
The scene opens up outdoors as the winter air blows across the English landscape. We see a large stone jutting out of the ground. We then zoom out and see the stone connected to another. Upon zooming back further, we see a circle of said stones. Unless you’re a brainless moron, it’s clear to see that we are standing at Stonehenge.
”Here we stand on the eve of our epic showdown in front of one of the most noted and recognizable historical sights on the planet. This demonstrates the need that we as human beings have to make our marks on this planet. This particular structure has stood for centuries, and it‘s purpose is completely unknown. But that‘s not the point is it. No, the point is that it still remains to this day and will most likely remain long past all of us have been cleansed from this planet. This is a demonstration of what it means to make your MARK on history! And that is something you know all too well don‘t you Mr. Lively?”
Suddenly, Terry walks onto the scene in front of one of the huge stone markings. He leans on it, making many of the workers and druids of this historical sight EXTREMELY nervous.
”For me to deny what you have done in the past here in APW Michael would be extremely foolish and completely incomprehensible. You are a Grand Slam Champion….you revolutionized APW and made your place in the hall of fame. It‘s hard to argue that you are the original face of APW and the one thing that people think of when they remember this place’s humble beginnings. You are the PAST of APW…. But unfortunately that is not enough for you is it Michael?”
Terry shakes his head and motions toward the stones.
”See these stones, never moving, never evolving. They‘re frozen in time, exactly the way it should be. The ancient civilization that built this knew their place in this world, knew that they couldn‘t live on. So instead, they made this to forever live in the history books. But you….You‘re a selfish bastard who insists on invading a time where you no longer belong! You‘re either too damn stupid to see that you‘re no longer a viable part of this world, or you‘re too damn arrogant to let those who came after you do what they were created to do. 2009 has come and gone Michael and it left you far FAR behind!
Did you honestly think that APW was sitting here holding it‘s breath until the day that Jesus made his miraculous second coming to save the world from all that is dull and boring? Hell, until you showed your face around here, people no longer remembered or cared that you existed. You were a plaque on the APW hall of fame wall for people to look at and remember a time long ago when you were relevant. You‘re a memory, one that is clearly forgettable! ”
Terry stands up and walks around the landmark as many robed druids pray to whatever gods they still believe in. Terry scoffs.
”I get it Michael…I understand completely. It’s hard to let go of the thing that you love, of all the attention that you crave! It’s hard to go back to living in a world where you don’t matter, where you’re ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! It’s hard to swallow that bitter bitter pill screaming at you that everything you once lived for has moved on to something and someone MUCH better than you will ever be. I’ve often been referred to as the NEXT Michael Lively. And as much as that should be a compliment, the last person to call me that got a right hand hard in the jaw. I am not the NEXT anything, I am the FIRST and ONLY Terry Marvin.
I crush the pathetic memory of a man who pretended to be Jesus, a man who pretended to be another great historical figure. That‘s EXACTLY what you did Michael, tried to mimic yourself after a religious idol. How sad is it that you needed to invent this association in order to make yourself feel relevant. You couldn‘t just pave your own path, couldn‘t make your own way in the world. That‘s the difference between us Lively. What I did… has NEVER been done before….not like this. I went about things in MY WAY! I created my OWN identity, my OWN path. THE REAL SHOW is a unique and incredible persona that belongs to one and only one man who has ever existed on this planet! I didn‘t walk in your footsteps… I made new ones, bigger ones that engulfed yours and faded them from memory!”
Terry grins and continues to walk away from Stonehenge through a large open field.
”I‘m sure in that warped and mangled mind of yours Lively that you believed, truly believed that these people waited for you with baited breath. I‘m sure you‘ve manipulated your own brain to postulate that APW needed you to come back and save them. You were away, watching from afar as they simply moved on without you and STILL managed to convince yourself that it needed you, that life simply could not go on without you. But the reality of the situation is far darker, and far more mangled than you can comprehend. You got bored, tired of being the forgotten face of APW. You could no longer bathe in the attention that you so crave, that you need to feed your enormous ego, that you need to feel alive. Without it, you were fading away from nothing. But you couldn‘t simply swallow your pride and admit that, not even to yourself. So you fooled yourself into believing that they needed you, that they wanted you, that your second coming would be their salvation.”
Terry chuckles.
”You silly bastard! These people didn’t need you! They already had their savior. The second coming of APW‘s Jesus was here and delivered these puppets from the evils of lame, boring, monotonic peons that were flooding these sacred halls. APW didn‘t need you cause they had a NEW savior, a new godsend….and you‘re fucking looking at him Michael. I‘m not Jesus…. He was just a MAN with some godly DNA. I am a super being plucked form the Gardens of Awesomeness and molded together by a legendary Forge and chosen by the creator to rescue these poor souls from their own daily hell. I am GOD‘S GIFT TO WRESTLING and I have proven my worth time and time again against all odds and every time I‘ve come out on top!
I am the new… I am the future….and this is MY TIME! Michael. I won‘t sit idly by as you come from the depths of hell to steal what I have rightfully EARNED! You‘re like a spoiled little kid who didn‘t get the last cookie and is now throwing a temper tantrum because he was born with a silver spoon planted squarely up his ass and believes that he is OWED and DESERVES everything that his little brain dreams up. But now that the shiniest toy doesn‘t belong to you and nobody‘s bending over backwards to give you your way, you don‘t know how to cope, you don‘t know how to react. So you do the only thing you know how… you BITCH and CRY and stomp your feet until somebody comes along ,hands you whatever you ask for just to get you to shut the hell up! Unfortunately for you Michael, I don‘t mind the constant crying and whining…. I thrive off of it. Cause I’ve found a method that quells that behavior better than giving in…. I’ll just beat it out of your bitch ass! ”
Terry continues walking untill he’s out of the country side and back into civilization. Buildings and Houses come into view as he stands on a road with a few cars flying by him.
”Thousands of years ago, none of this existed. This land was owned by farmers, and shepherds, druids and pagans. This was a completely different place….but still very much alive, still very real. They made their lives here. Made their marks here. But alas, they couldn‘t last forever. Eventually things changes… evolved. The memories that were here before were crushed and paved over making way for a whole new world to take it‘s place. Those who didn‘t evolve, didn‘t adapt were overrun and stamped out. It is the course of nature, of everything that exists in this universe. It had it‘s time, had it‘s place, but life moves on. This new world was built on top of the old one, using it’s firm and steady base as the original building block, and improving with each new step.
What about that can’t you comprehend Lively. You were the original, the foundation upon which all else was built. Your mark here has been made and will never be erased. But I now stand where you stood as the new standard for excellence. Just like those before me, I have improved on that sturdy base, made it better, and made my own mark. In time, I too will be replaced as something better will grow upon what I leave behind. I will simply be just another memory, just another page in history. Perhaps my time will be the most prominent ever displayed. Perhaps somebody will come along and do the unthinkable and top my accomplishments. It won’t matter, because my legacy is already chizzled in stone. But the one thing that won’t happen. The one thing that CANNOT be allowed to happen, is for the past to come back, to try to resurface. When that happens, it crumbles the foundation and levels the improvements which were meticulously put in place.
I will NOT LET THAT HAPPEN LIVELY! You will stay where you belong, buried deep below the surface where you belong. Your time is OVER! This is the ERA OF THE REAL SHOW, and that will continue for a long LONG time. I will not let you destroy what I’ve built. I will not let your greed dismember all that has come since and all that will come hence forth. I’m sure you’re tired of being disrespected, tired of being in the shadows…tired of being forced to watch everything you built move on without you…..
TOO FUCKING BAD LIVELY! That’s life, DEAL WITH IT!
If you think you can just come dancing back onto the floor with no repercussions…. It’s time for you to GET REAL! ”
Terry smirks one last time.
”Change is here Michael Lively. And change is a large, rolling wave of force that is unrelenting and unstoppable. You can either adapt and evolve with it and get the hell out of the way. Or you can stand in it‘s path like a stubborn mule, unwilling to budge, and be flattened and obliterated.
I am that change Michael!
I am the now!
Change is good!
Change is necessary!
Change is inevitable!
Tomorrow night, it’s the past vs. the present. The then vs. the Now. The old vs. the New!
Tomorrow Night, the reign of this new Jesus ends just like the old one….CRUSIFIED publicly for the world to see and forsaken by your creator!
I hope your ready when I prove to the world that The Real Show Era is still strong!
The Lively Era is Dead…and dead things MUST STAY DEAD!
Get Ready Michael…..
ITS SHOWTIME!”
