Post by Speede on Jan 21, 2013 0:55:44 GMT -4
You know, if there were an award for blowing it in big matches, with the entire world watching and the crowd backing you, pushing you to give your all and do your best so you can pick up the win... I would have been holding that title for a real long time, before I even showed up on one of the main brands. That is twice now I have gone to Overdrive to show everyone just what The Silver Lining is made of, and twice I have blown it, gotten pinned, and lost the match. Am I happy about it? Of course not. Do I realize that it means I just have to do better next time I decide to make an appearance on Overdrive? You bet your ass I do.
But after two consecutive Overdrive losses, you know what that has done to me? It has gotten me in a mindset that I have to get back to my winning ways. I am disappointed with how I have done lately, and I am going to beat the living hell out of whomever I face next, no mercy, and no second thoughts afterward. Or at least, that is the plan, and since when have plans gone right for me?
I does not matter. Things are going to START going right, and I am going to make sure of it.
But after two consecutive Overdrive losses, you know what that has done to me? It has gotten me in a mindset that I have to get back to my winning ways. I am disappointed with how I have done lately, and I am going to beat the living hell out of whomever I face next, no mercy, and no second thoughts afterward. Or at least, that is the plan, and since when have plans gone right for me?
I does not matter. Things are going to START going right, and I am going to make sure of it.
~Roy Speede
Roy Speede is sitting in the locker room in his ring trunks with his knee pads already on, his boots sitting to one side of him and his elbow pads on the bench to the opposite side. He has a pair of socks as well, one resting on his knee, the other in his hands, and he is leaning over putting the other on the opposite leg. A low grumble from off camera causes him to look up, and he sighs, shaking his head as he puts his now socked foot down.
Roy Speede: “Yeah, yeah, I know, and I get it. I have not spoken on my behalf about my match tonight, and honestly if it were up to me, I would not even bother doing it to begin with. I have got too much to do to get myself ready for this thing, and I do not really feel like sitting here and rambling on like an idiot for some insane amount of time, speaking in almost entirely irrelevant metaphors for what tonight really is; let’s face it, we all know what’s going to happen tonight.
Tonight is a mercy killing, and tonight is a sacrifice to me from the APW management. I apparently was not capable of putting up the kind of performances they thought I was capable of on Overdrive, and because of that not only am I back stuck on Overdrive, but I am being put in matches the likes of which are complete JOKES in my eyes and in the eyes of the people. At least, that is what it now looks like to me. I mean really, the opening match is where I have been mindlessly thrown on the card after some not so careful planning by management, and they have given how many other wrestlers a chance in this beat the clock challenge, when I myself have not been given any chance whatsoever to compete in it.
That...
Is an OUTRAGE!
I have proven that I am one of the best Meltdown has to offer, and that I am more than worthy of competing for the North American Title. After all, not even a month ago I was competing at Christmas Chaos, and I was one of only three legitimate Meltdown athletes to be competing at the event; that alone shows this company just what my tag team partner for the match and I are capable of. It was the two of us against the North American Champion and a girl who was promoted to Asylum only to become the Suicidal Champion very soon afterward, and against a team composed of two Asylum wrestlers who would actually become the Tag Team Champions.
We were the ONLY two competitors from Meltdown that were not holding title belts, and that in itself makes us look as good as we truly are; it showed everyone that D-Day and I are for certain . Only now, however, my tag team partner has been placed in the Beat the Clock Challenge, and after a pair of subpar appearances on Overdrive, I am being sold out in the opening match on Meltdown against someone who prior to viewing the card I had never even heard of.”
He pauses, raising the other foot to put the other sock on. As he does, he continues talking.
Roy Speede: “That is right. I am sitting here getting ready for the opening match on the card. Me. Roy Speede, The Silver Lining, is back opening the card on the lowest rated show this company has to offer after three months working here, and I am absolutely disgusted by it. I cannot quite figure out what the people making the cards around here have in mind, but I do know that it is time for me to show whoever it was that booked me in the opening match that I am far better than simply competing to open the show for whoever the hell otherwise has been chosen to show up and compete for whatever good reasons they might have.
The only true theory that runs through my mind right now is that management realizes that I am going to soon be called up to one of the higher rosters to compete on one of the main shows, and it would look very poor on the part of management if I were to win the North American Championship and then forfeit it on my way up to the main roster, or even worse, take it with me and leave Meltdown without a championship. I know I am going to make it to the top in this company, and that is acceptable logic on the part of the management, but I still deserve my spot in the Beat the Clock Challenge, just like everyone else.”
Speede grabs one boot and pulls it on over his foot, continuing to talk as he does.
Roy Speede: “After all, I am one of the best rosters this company has to offer, and it will not be long before I prove it. Just because I will not be getting my chance to compete in the Beat the Clock Challenge does not mean that I will not become the North American Champion in due time, that much I can promise. As much as I would like to say that I am going to skip the thought entirely and just go straight for Terry Marvin and the Undisputed Championship, it would not be valid reasoning for me to go after the North American Championship right before that point. I will not bother with mediocre, trivial things like the North American Championship when I have bigger opportunities available to me, and those are the opportunities I’m going to pursue.
So I realize exactly what they are getting at with the strategy they have utilized here. They are making sure that I do not win the North American Championship and then carry their top title to another brand, leaving them lacking not only the top title on the brand, but as or right now the only title on the entire brand. It would be a catastrophic mistake for them, and they are avoiding letting that happen by making sure I do not even get my shot at the North American Championship, and for that I cannot blame them for a single god damned second.”
He ties his boot, and then pulls the other boot onto his other foot.
Roy Speede: “But to put me in the opening match of the night is a grave mistake that I will not soon let them forget. I find that decision by management absolutely pitiful, and I am going to make sure that I show each and every one of them that I am not someone to be messed with or to be taken lightly, whether I am on a winning streak, a losing streak, or none of the above. Sure, I was not able to get the job done recently on Overdrive, but that simply does not mean that I am turning into some sort of pushover or pussy that any average Joe with wrestling tights, boots, elbow pads, and a dream of becoming successful would be able to beat.
No, that is definitely not what I am about. As a matter of fact that is as far from reality as is humanly possible. I have been on Overdrive taking on some of the biggest names in one of the biggest and most competitive companies in the world; I went toe to toe with Kurt Noble in my Overdrive debut and almost took home a win against Delikado a week later, and in each of those two matches I took my opponent to his physical limit and only lost because of my own mistakes, mistakes that I have learned that I cannot make in the wrestling ring and mistakes that I have learned how to avoid making when it really counts; that is something that I will utilize to my full potential each and every match, and being booked in the opening match on Meltdown is a disgrace to me, and a disgrace to the booking power of this company that I will not take lightly, and will make sure they do not take lightly either.”
He laces up the other boot and stops, resting both feet on the ground for a moment as he continues to speak.
Roy Speede: “In the opening match on the card this week, I am being matched up against a guy who has failed to make a name for himself in this company, a man by the name of Assassin who will be only slightly short of assassinated by the time I am done with him. He is in his second stint with the company and is being booked in what, if I am correct, is only his second match since returning, and for him the odds do not look very good on him even surviving a match with me when I am pissed off, and look even more bleak for him in this or any situation when he is facing me, should his goal be to actually win the match.
That is absolutely not happening. I am going to go down to that ring, I am going to beat his sorry butt across the ring back and forth until I see fit to end it, and then I am going to plant him with the Silver Bullet, destroy him with the Speede Bump, and pin his battered, bruised, and broken body down on the mat for the three count that we all know is going to ring out and signal my victory. If he thinks he has so much as a chance against me, he is sorely mistaken, and I mean sorely from the point of view that if he is not careful he could end up injured and out of a career when he gets into that ring against me when I am enraged and thoroughly pissed off. It is a side of me that no opponent with any sense in his or her head wants to see, and Assassin should be no exception.
Just you wait; you think I am all talk now, but I will prove you wrong; I will be the victor in this match fair and square, and I will do it unscathed and fully successful in a way that will verify my statements. Everybody will recognize the name Roy Speede, and everybody will fear me for what I truly am. I am a fighter. I am a high flyer. I am a warrior. I am destined for greatness. I am going to be a legend not only in this company but in all of professional wrestling, and nobody is going to stand in my way; not Kurt Noble, not Kaylyn James Evans, not Delikado nor D-Day nor Logan Alexander nor Aubrey J. Parker nor Anthony Bailey nor anybody else on the roster, and most certainly not some little punk who calls himself Assassin, when it is plain as day that he is nothing but a miserable, sniveling, worthless little bitch of a man who could not beat his way out of a cardboard box.”
He sighs and then reaches for his elbow pads, picking one up and letting the other remain in its place on the bench. He starts to put it on as he continues talking.
Roy Speede: “Let us be honest about what this really is for me and for the rest of the roster. They know what is going on, and they realize that I am soon going to be a bigger and better competitor than anyone on this roster can handle, and they are just biding their time, holding me back, seeing how long I will play their little games. It is about time, however, that we just stop all this, and accept what the inevitable is, knowing what truly is going to happen. I am going to be the one to advance onto the roster of Overdrive. I am then going to proceed to show everyone that my losses against Kurt Noble and Delikado were absolute flukes, and that I am one of the most capable and fastest rising superstars on the roster, whether anyone likes it or not, and that I will become an Overdrive Champion, or perhaps even the Undisputed Champion, without any regard to who holds those belts before me. They will fall; of that much I am certain.
But yet, I am being held back by management because they are afraid of that inevitable. They do not want me to advance and become greatness, and they may not even expect me to become greatness, but they know deep down that it will come, and they know that when it does they cannot stop it, that this train is slowly coming off the tracks, that the door that holds my advancement into the heart of Overdrive and the heart of all that is fame and glory on the grandest stage of them all is slowly coming off its hinges, that I will break that door down and that nobody can stop me from reaching my true potential and becoming the greatest wrestler in Action Packed Wrestling’s history.
That is right; I said it, and I meant it. I will be better than Biggs. I will be better than Michael Lively. I will be better than Terry Marvin and better than Jason Kash. I will be better than CJ Gates and better than Kurt Noble. I will be better than Phil Atken, and better than Sally Talfourd, and better than Anthony Bailey, and even better than Level One. I will be better than all of the former greats in this company like Pence Weatherlight and Twister and even the first Action Packed Wrestling Undisputed Champion John Green.
There is absolutely nothing and no one in this company now, nor will there ever be, that can truly stop what is all but inevitable, and when I become the Undisputed Champion and show everyone that my words are nothing but the truth, everyone will look back at what I am now and say that while I may have failed to capitalize on some of the biggest and best opportunities I have had to this point, in the end I am and will be recognized as the great wrestler, the champion, and the Action Packed Wrestling Hall of Famer that I am truly destined to become.
But as for right now, I had best shut up and focus. Greatness does not come from rambling and spraying one’s saliva all over a camera lens when someone should be preparing for a serious, competitive wrestling match. I have a match coming up in just a few minutes actually, and yet instead of making sure I was ready twenty minutes ago, I have been sitting her mouthing off in front of a camera like I said I did not want to do, and now I feel almost stupid. But that feeling will fade, I promise you, and it will do so the moment I step out onto that stage and proceed down to the ring, simply because I know for a fact that when I set foot in that ring it will be with the knowledge that I am only a few short minutes and a few big moves from a victory in the ring that will not only be my first singles victory in this company but also a step back in the right direction for me after a couple of disappointing losses, and a victory that will set me straight and give me the momentum I need going into Survive and Conquer next week.
Ahh, yes, before I get going, I might as well mention Survive and Conquer. One hundred wrestlers from multiple companies coming together in one intense match with the winner being crowned as one of the greatest in professional wrestling today and winning a million dollars. I do not care who any of those other competitors are; I really do not. They could send ninety-nine of the biggest, toughest, and most athletic competitors in professional wrestling today, like I know they are going to do, and I do not care who any of them are; I will still walk out as the victor, and I will show everyone that I am truly the biggest asset in professional wrestling. The last two years, APW has not won, and I am going to change that. But first, I have a match tonight to worry about. Gotta go!”
Roy slides the elbow pads on his elbows and then walks out of the locker room. Cut to black.
Roy Speede: “Yeah, yeah, I know, and I get it. I have not spoken on my behalf about my match tonight, and honestly if it were up to me, I would not even bother doing it to begin with. I have got too much to do to get myself ready for this thing, and I do not really feel like sitting here and rambling on like an idiot for some insane amount of time, speaking in almost entirely irrelevant metaphors for what tonight really is; let’s face it, we all know what’s going to happen tonight.
Tonight is a mercy killing, and tonight is a sacrifice to me from the APW management. I apparently was not capable of putting up the kind of performances they thought I was capable of on Overdrive, and because of that not only am I back stuck on Overdrive, but I am being put in matches the likes of which are complete JOKES in my eyes and in the eyes of the people. At least, that is what it now looks like to me. I mean really, the opening match is where I have been mindlessly thrown on the card after some not so careful planning by management, and they have given how many other wrestlers a chance in this beat the clock challenge, when I myself have not been given any chance whatsoever to compete in it.
That...
Is an OUTRAGE!
I have proven that I am one of the best Meltdown has to offer, and that I am more than worthy of competing for the North American Title. After all, not even a month ago I was competing at Christmas Chaos, and I was one of only three legitimate Meltdown athletes to be competing at the event; that alone shows this company just what my tag team partner for the match and I are capable of. It was the two of us against the North American Champion and a girl who was promoted to Asylum only to become the Suicidal Champion very soon afterward, and against a team composed of two Asylum wrestlers who would actually become the Tag Team Champions.
We were the ONLY two competitors from Meltdown that were not holding title belts, and that in itself makes us look as good as we truly are; it showed everyone that D-Day and I are for certain . Only now, however, my tag team partner has been placed in the Beat the Clock Challenge, and after a pair of subpar appearances on Overdrive, I am being sold out in the opening match on Meltdown against someone who prior to viewing the card I had never even heard of.”
He pauses, raising the other foot to put the other sock on. As he does, he continues talking.
Roy Speede: “That is right. I am sitting here getting ready for the opening match on the card. Me. Roy Speede, The Silver Lining, is back opening the card on the lowest rated show this company has to offer after three months working here, and I am absolutely disgusted by it. I cannot quite figure out what the people making the cards around here have in mind, but I do know that it is time for me to show whoever it was that booked me in the opening match that I am far better than simply competing to open the show for whoever the hell otherwise has been chosen to show up and compete for whatever good reasons they might have.
The only true theory that runs through my mind right now is that management realizes that I am going to soon be called up to one of the higher rosters to compete on one of the main shows, and it would look very poor on the part of management if I were to win the North American Championship and then forfeit it on my way up to the main roster, or even worse, take it with me and leave Meltdown without a championship. I know I am going to make it to the top in this company, and that is acceptable logic on the part of the management, but I still deserve my spot in the Beat the Clock Challenge, just like everyone else.”
Speede grabs one boot and pulls it on over his foot, continuing to talk as he does.
Roy Speede: “After all, I am one of the best rosters this company has to offer, and it will not be long before I prove it. Just because I will not be getting my chance to compete in the Beat the Clock Challenge does not mean that I will not become the North American Champion in due time, that much I can promise. As much as I would like to say that I am going to skip the thought entirely and just go straight for Terry Marvin and the Undisputed Championship, it would not be valid reasoning for me to go after the North American Championship right before that point. I will not bother with mediocre, trivial things like the North American Championship when I have bigger opportunities available to me, and those are the opportunities I’m going to pursue.
So I realize exactly what they are getting at with the strategy they have utilized here. They are making sure that I do not win the North American Championship and then carry their top title to another brand, leaving them lacking not only the top title on the brand, but as or right now the only title on the entire brand. It would be a catastrophic mistake for them, and they are avoiding letting that happen by making sure I do not even get my shot at the North American Championship, and for that I cannot blame them for a single god damned second.”
He ties his boot, and then pulls the other boot onto his other foot.
Roy Speede: “But to put me in the opening match of the night is a grave mistake that I will not soon let them forget. I find that decision by management absolutely pitiful, and I am going to make sure that I show each and every one of them that I am not someone to be messed with or to be taken lightly, whether I am on a winning streak, a losing streak, or none of the above. Sure, I was not able to get the job done recently on Overdrive, but that simply does not mean that I am turning into some sort of pushover or pussy that any average Joe with wrestling tights, boots, elbow pads, and a dream of becoming successful would be able to beat.
No, that is definitely not what I am about. As a matter of fact that is as far from reality as is humanly possible. I have been on Overdrive taking on some of the biggest names in one of the biggest and most competitive companies in the world; I went toe to toe with Kurt Noble in my Overdrive debut and almost took home a win against Delikado a week later, and in each of those two matches I took my opponent to his physical limit and only lost because of my own mistakes, mistakes that I have learned that I cannot make in the wrestling ring and mistakes that I have learned how to avoid making when it really counts; that is something that I will utilize to my full potential each and every match, and being booked in the opening match on Meltdown is a disgrace to me, and a disgrace to the booking power of this company that I will not take lightly, and will make sure they do not take lightly either.”
He laces up the other boot and stops, resting both feet on the ground for a moment as he continues to speak.
Roy Speede: “In the opening match on the card this week, I am being matched up against a guy who has failed to make a name for himself in this company, a man by the name of Assassin who will be only slightly short of assassinated by the time I am done with him. He is in his second stint with the company and is being booked in what, if I am correct, is only his second match since returning, and for him the odds do not look very good on him even surviving a match with me when I am pissed off, and look even more bleak for him in this or any situation when he is facing me, should his goal be to actually win the match.
That is absolutely not happening. I am going to go down to that ring, I am going to beat his sorry butt across the ring back and forth until I see fit to end it, and then I am going to plant him with the Silver Bullet, destroy him with the Speede Bump, and pin his battered, bruised, and broken body down on the mat for the three count that we all know is going to ring out and signal my victory. If he thinks he has so much as a chance against me, he is sorely mistaken, and I mean sorely from the point of view that if he is not careful he could end up injured and out of a career when he gets into that ring against me when I am enraged and thoroughly pissed off. It is a side of me that no opponent with any sense in his or her head wants to see, and Assassin should be no exception.
Just you wait; you think I am all talk now, but I will prove you wrong; I will be the victor in this match fair and square, and I will do it unscathed and fully successful in a way that will verify my statements. Everybody will recognize the name Roy Speede, and everybody will fear me for what I truly am. I am a fighter. I am a high flyer. I am a warrior. I am destined for greatness. I am going to be a legend not only in this company but in all of professional wrestling, and nobody is going to stand in my way; not Kurt Noble, not Kaylyn James Evans, not Delikado nor D-Day nor Logan Alexander nor Aubrey J. Parker nor Anthony Bailey nor anybody else on the roster, and most certainly not some little punk who calls himself Assassin, when it is plain as day that he is nothing but a miserable, sniveling, worthless little bitch of a man who could not beat his way out of a cardboard box.”
He sighs and then reaches for his elbow pads, picking one up and letting the other remain in its place on the bench. He starts to put it on as he continues talking.
Roy Speede: “Let us be honest about what this really is for me and for the rest of the roster. They know what is going on, and they realize that I am soon going to be a bigger and better competitor than anyone on this roster can handle, and they are just biding their time, holding me back, seeing how long I will play their little games. It is about time, however, that we just stop all this, and accept what the inevitable is, knowing what truly is going to happen. I am going to be the one to advance onto the roster of Overdrive. I am then going to proceed to show everyone that my losses against Kurt Noble and Delikado were absolute flukes, and that I am one of the most capable and fastest rising superstars on the roster, whether anyone likes it or not, and that I will become an Overdrive Champion, or perhaps even the Undisputed Champion, without any regard to who holds those belts before me. They will fall; of that much I am certain.
But yet, I am being held back by management because they are afraid of that inevitable. They do not want me to advance and become greatness, and they may not even expect me to become greatness, but they know deep down that it will come, and they know that when it does they cannot stop it, that this train is slowly coming off the tracks, that the door that holds my advancement into the heart of Overdrive and the heart of all that is fame and glory on the grandest stage of them all is slowly coming off its hinges, that I will break that door down and that nobody can stop me from reaching my true potential and becoming the greatest wrestler in Action Packed Wrestling’s history.
That is right; I said it, and I meant it. I will be better than Biggs. I will be better than Michael Lively. I will be better than Terry Marvin and better than Jason Kash. I will be better than CJ Gates and better than Kurt Noble. I will be better than Phil Atken, and better than Sally Talfourd, and better than Anthony Bailey, and even better than Level One. I will be better than all of the former greats in this company like Pence Weatherlight and Twister and even the first Action Packed Wrestling Undisputed Champion John Green.
There is absolutely nothing and no one in this company now, nor will there ever be, that can truly stop what is all but inevitable, and when I become the Undisputed Champion and show everyone that my words are nothing but the truth, everyone will look back at what I am now and say that while I may have failed to capitalize on some of the biggest and best opportunities I have had to this point, in the end I am and will be recognized as the great wrestler, the champion, and the Action Packed Wrestling Hall of Famer that I am truly destined to become.
But as for right now, I had best shut up and focus. Greatness does not come from rambling and spraying one’s saliva all over a camera lens when someone should be preparing for a serious, competitive wrestling match. I have a match coming up in just a few minutes actually, and yet instead of making sure I was ready twenty minutes ago, I have been sitting her mouthing off in front of a camera like I said I did not want to do, and now I feel almost stupid. But that feeling will fade, I promise you, and it will do so the moment I step out onto that stage and proceed down to the ring, simply because I know for a fact that when I set foot in that ring it will be with the knowledge that I am only a few short minutes and a few big moves from a victory in the ring that will not only be my first singles victory in this company but also a step back in the right direction for me after a couple of disappointing losses, and a victory that will set me straight and give me the momentum I need going into Survive and Conquer next week.
Ahh, yes, before I get going, I might as well mention Survive and Conquer. One hundred wrestlers from multiple companies coming together in one intense match with the winner being crowned as one of the greatest in professional wrestling today and winning a million dollars. I do not care who any of those other competitors are; I really do not. They could send ninety-nine of the biggest, toughest, and most athletic competitors in professional wrestling today, like I know they are going to do, and I do not care who any of them are; I will still walk out as the victor, and I will show everyone that I am truly the biggest asset in professional wrestling. The last two years, APW has not won, and I am going to change that. But first, I have a match tonight to worry about. Gotta go!”
Roy slides the elbow pads on his elbows and then walks out of the locker room. Cut to black.
