Post by Michael Jennings on May 29, 2013 9:51:57 GMT -4
05/22/2013
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Afternoon…
Inside of the offices of a law firm hired by the late Samuel Jennings, the late Exxon Executive and uncle of APW wrestler Michael Jennings, there are some people in suits sitting around a table. There’s three lawyers and Michael Jennings himself signing the paperwork as it relates to the things in Samuel’s will. As has been widely reported on the news networks as well as on the APW official website, Samuel died because of complications during a procedure after he had a heart attack that happened during an argument with Michael’s father Trevor Jennings over his will. As reported in the news, Samuel had his will changed to give everything to Michael after finding out what Trevor was doing in his personal affairs. As Michael signs the last of the papers he turns to the lead lawyer in the room.
Jennings: Is that it?
The lawyer nods his head.
Lawyer: Yes. That’s all the paperwork you have to sign.
Michael sits back in his chair and breathes a sigh of relief to be done with all of this since it’s been stressing him out since it started. Now he can just relax and focus on everything else now that his family drama is over with. It’s obviously been wearing on him but he seems much less tense after signing the paperwork. After a few moments he turns back to the lawyer to find out what happens next.
Jennings: So what happens now?
Lawyer: Now all of it is yours.
After a brief pause he goes back to the melancholy and tense state he was in before signing the papers.
Jennings: Great…
The lawyer gives him a strange look and raises an eyebrow before asking him a question.
Lawyer: What? Are you not happy with all of this?
Michael looks at the lawyer with a disturbed look on his face. He looks very intense but sad at the same time.
Jennings: No, I am. However this makes me the biggest hypocrite alive. I come on television week after week and bash the corporate elite and the rich yet now I am one of those types myself. I’m just as much of a hypocrite as my criminal father is. That’s why I hate myself as much as I hate the other wrestlers on the show because I hate myself more than anyone else.
The lawyer seems a bit thrown off by Michael’s comments and clearly wants to leave the room judging by his uncomfortable appearance.
Lawyer: Ok…I’ll see you later, Michael.
The lawyers collect their paperwork before leaving the room. As they do Michael continues to brood about everything in his head. He clearly hates himself more than anyone else because in his mind he’s the biggest hypocrite of all. However, deep down, he knows if he continues along this line of thinking he will relapse and destroy everything and everyone around him just like before. He must keep himself under control. His hands shake before he balls his fingers up into fists on both hands before opening his palms up again. His hands finally stop shaking as the wild look in his eyes slowly goes away. Michael realizes he looks a bit wild right now so he stops, brushes his hair back, and then gets up from his chair to leave the room.
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The next day…
At his house in Los Angeles, Michael Jennings is watching some television news after getting home from his workout when his cell phone rings. He reaches over and picks it up. The moment he hears who’s on the other line his demeanor and facial expression change drastically. He looks like he wants to kill somebody right now because on the other end of the line is his father Trevor Jennings who is calling him from jail. The moment his father started rambling while asking for money Michael started to slowly lose all interest in the conversation.
Jennings: What?
After listening for a few moments Michael’s finally loses it on his father.
Jennings: So what the fuck do you want me to do? This ain’t my problem, dad.
His face is getting redder and redder as he listens to his father continuing to rail on him on the other end of the line. After a few moments he finally snaps on Michael.
Jennings: Then why don’t you just shut the fuck up and find a big brother in prison to make you his bitch just for the shit you pulled with your brother, my uncle…the man whom you caused to die.
Before his father can respond to this he yells at him at the top of his lungs.
Jennings: GO FIND A DILDO AND STICK IT UP YOUR ASS!
He then shuts off his phone before tossing aside. After a few moments of breathing heavily and having wild eyes he seemingly calms down. However once this brief moment of calm has passed Michael gets up from the couch and storms off to find something to smash just to get it out of his system before he goes on a homicide spree.
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05/25/2013
Chicago, Illinois
Late night…
Michael Jennings is sitting at the bar inside of the Enclave Nightclub in Chicago with his buddy Mitch who is in town for a Harley Davidson motorcycle rally in town the next day. The two are there with Michael’s girlfriend and new APW superstar Catherine Jewel. Of course several fans who are at the club have commented to him when speaking with him that they were shocked to see that Michael is even dating anyone because of his psychotic and anti-social behavior. Those comments haven’t seemed to phase him at all. While Catherina has left to go to the bathroom and talk to some fans Mitch and Michael have a conversation at the bar while drinking their beers.
Mitch: I know this thing with your dad is wearing on you.
Michael turns and gives him a look before nodding his head in acknowledgement of that fact.
Jennings: Yeah it is. Glad all of this shit is starting to end.
They both take a drink before Mitch decides to change the subject.
Mitch: What’s the deal with you and the lady friend?
Jennings: Yeah I met Catherine on Twitter and we hit it off.
Mitch takes another drink before turning to Michael with a serious look as he begins to talk with him about the relationship he is in now.
Mitch: Kid, I’m going to be honest. What are you thinking? She’s a single mother and you’re not the role model her young child needs. I’m going to be honest, you’re like me. You’re a bad guy who’s done some bad things. I remember once that one of my friend’s psychiatrist girlfriend to evaluate me once. She didn’t finish because she got scared. I think it would be the same thing if she gave you a psychological evaluation. You’re not afraid of anybody or anything. You don’t care about rules, authority, or anything else for that matter. You’re in wrestling for reasons that don’t make sense to the normal human being. You aren’t looking for anything like money, titles, or fame. You’re not in wrestling for anything logical. You can’t be reasoned with when you go off on a tangent. You’re a sociopath and you’re a danger to society just like me.
Michael gives him a brief look before nodding his head in agreement.
Jennings: I know…
He pauses briefly before continuing telling Mitch his thoughts on the issues.
Jennings: That’s why I need to keep close to Catherine otherwise I might relapse and be everything I know I could be…a maniac. A psycho killer. A wanted fugitive.
Mitch nods his head.
Mitch: At least you’re realistic about it. All I’m saying is be careful. I don’t want you to end up going back to the state you were in before with all the drugs, alcohol, and whatnot.
Jennings: Will do.
They go back to drinking their beers as the scene fades out.
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Two days later…
Michael has just finished boxing the last of Catherine’s things and is done helping her pack for the day. She is moving in with him at his house in Los Angeles the day after Overdrive on Thursday. Things are moving very fast yet he doesn’t seem to mind. Deep down he knows the only thing keeping him from becoming a mass murdering maniac again is Catherine. She is the one thing that brings calm to him in a lifetime of perpetual aggression and violence.
Jennings: This is a new beginning…
He smiles briefly before going back downstairs to be with the one he loves as the scene fades out.
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Houston, Texas
05/27/2013
Night…
There are a lot of bad areas in Houston which only the bravest people even would dare walk around in at night. These are places that only gang members and police go to at night. This is an area with high crime and murder rates yet in the scummiest, most vandalized, spray painted alleyway with trash strewn all about Michael Jennings walks out from the shadows without even caring if there are any thugs around. He clearly has no fear of the area of the high rate of crime nor any of the gangs that are in the area. He is wearing a silver suit and looks very classy compared to his surroundings. He has an emotionless look on his face as he begins to speak.
Jennings: Test for the Best is starting this week and it’s survival of the fittest. Only the best of the best will make it to the end of this tournament as the winner yet I’m not even favored to win my qualifier. Didn’t you people learn anything when I first came back and was an afterthought because Billy Pepsi and Yarmouth Blade showed up. Let me point something out. Look at where I’m at and look at where they’re at right now.
A smile slowly creeps across his face. The emotionless look was merely a bluff to hide his true feelings on how things have gone since he first arrived.
Jennings: You all didn’t think I’d do jack shit yet I caused a literal meltdown on Meltdown and kicked ass to the point where I got drafted despite being there a lot shorter than any of the other draftees. That should tell you all just how dangerous I am. And I hope my opponent this week realizes just what kind of a situation she is in when she steps into the ring with someone like me.
He pauses for a moment before grinning deviously. The grin might be a ploy to throw everyone off given his tendency to play mind games and toy with opponents like a surgeon dissecting a cadaver.
Jennings: This week I’m facing Amy Zing in my Overdrive debut. Your name is amazing by the way.
After saying this he grins again before continuing his monologue.
Jennings: See what I did there? I bet you didn’t because from what I’ve seen you have the same intelligence level as the Magic Eight Ball I have at my house. Now I see that you’re from San Francisco and have a Rihanna song as your entrance music which makes me hate you already. You also seem to do a lot of high flying moves which means there’s a high probability that you’ll try something stupid during the match which only benefits me. We also have in common a never say die attitude. You will never tap out while I have no fear of anything or anybody. However there is one glaring difference between us. You are humble and friendly outside of the ring whereas I don’t give a shit about anybody especially the fans.
That is the difference between us. I have what it takes to go for the kill whereas you’re a happy go lucky type. I’ve been living under a cloud of darkness for a long time which makes me much more of a threat than you are. I still have that dark side that’s been overlooked because the fans cheer me.
His facial expression has slowly gone from grinning to looking intensely and having eyes filled with hate. Michael looks like a savage, wild animal right now which is starting to frighten the camera man as the camera is now visibly shaking. It gets even more intense as Michael has now reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade.
Jennings: I’m a maniac. I will do anything to win a match regardless of who I’m in the ring with. And yet I’ll still get cheered for doing that. I’m not the hero that these people want, I’m the one that they need. I’m just as ruthless as the wrestlers they despise are. I’m not going to come on here talking about sunshine, roses, and rainbows. I’m here to create as much fucking chaos as humanly possible and that is something that I do with the best of them.
You know, come to think of it, I went out with an Asian chick that looked a like you once. I impregnated her with my semen and she had to get an abortion. In a related story what happened at the clinic looks kind of like Amy’s face.
The camera man can audibly be heard whispering the word ‘wow’ and the camera shakes as he shakes his head as Michael continues his monologue.
Jennings: But that’s enough about that. Back to my business at hand with Amy Zing. Last week you said that you didn’t care about the odds. Yet I’m turning this to the Hunger Games and may the odds ever be in your favor. Well the odds are I your favor this week. Not just any odds mind you but the odds of you being sent to the hospital have gone way up. See I’m not like some of these wrestlers around here who will show you mercy if they think they are taking things too far.
He points to himself briefly before continuing.
Jennings: That’s not me. I’m the monster who will torture you physically, psychologically, and mentally. I will fuck with your psyche. Now considering you have no personality and your backstory doesn’t give too much information I did some research on your past here in APW. I found an interview with you posted on APW.com that did give me some information to delve into your psyche. You are definitely a hard worker judging by what you said in the interview about working you way up from some small independent promotions as well as being in ACW before joining APW. I did the same thing so we’re both hard workers which tells me that you’re not some idiot like certain people around here who just want handouts and attention since they don’t care about earning anything. You’re also one of these types that avoids social media and instead wants to meet your fans face to face. I respect that but if you want to make waves in this business you need to embrace social media. You have the heart for this business but not the desire to be the best like I do. Heart ain’t going to get it done, sister. That’s why you fail.
Now you did seem to get a bit agitated when questioned about whether or not you lacked passion. That is your weakness. You think you don’t lack passion when in reality you do which is why I’m better than you and will beat you in the ring. I have more passion for this business than anyone else here in APW. Nobody here can touch me. I also saw that you posed for Playboy.
A smirk creeps across his face again. He’s obviously found some weakness in the armor of his opponent and is going right for the kill like the psychopath he is. He clearly has no remorse as he begins to speak about his opponent’s nude photography spread.
Jennings: That tells me you’re just another attention whore diva around here who wants to take the easy way to the top. You showed your breasts in your opinion to break out of your shell. I think you did it so that men would look at your picture and jerk off to it which is what you secretly want. Deep down you’re even more of a hypocrite than I am. You want these fans to follow you around like sheep and act like you’re just an innocent, sweet person when in reality you’re just another skank who wants to show her breasts to the world.
There was one intriguing thing that you said to me in your interview about the phoenix as your symbol. Your symbol is about never accepting defeat. Well you’d better get back in reality and accept defeat because otherwise you’re going to get burned more than your little phoenix that you worship does. And then you closed it off by talking about your catchphrases. I’m not like you. I don’t need to invent a bunch of dumb slogans and nicknames to convince myself I’m great. I know what I am. I’m the best there is and nobody can tell me any different. You may want to win a title during your career but I don’t care about titles. Titles are for the weak. I don’t need a belt to convince myself I’m great either. When people see me coming out to the ring, they take one look at me, and they say ‘damn right he’s the best there is.’ That’s what they say about me because I’m a bad ass and I’m a man of my word. I’ve done everything I said I’m going to do since I came here.
He rolls up his right sleeve before bringing the switchblade over and cutting his arm much to the obvious disgust of the camera man.
Jennings: Like I said, just because I don’t look like a homeless psychopath anymore doesn’t mean that all of the viciousness and ruthlessness went away with it. I’m still the same violent, remorseless maniac I always have been since I first showed up here in APW back in 2011.
He puts the switchblade away before pointing at the wound.
Jennings: Amy, I’m not going to show you any mercy. If I’m willing to do this to myself you need to ask yourself what I’m going to do to you. Let me put it this way. I would stab my own father if it meant winning a match. I’m ruthless, Amy. I will rip out your heart and eat it in front of you as you die if that’s what it takes the get the job done. I do whatever it takes to win and that’s why I’m the best there is.
However your little promotional video this week shows the differences between us. You’re too busy trying to find some ugly, shitty looking dress to wear whereas I’m busy living my life instead of worrying about kissing Level One and the Sindicate’s asses like you are.
He points to himself briefly before continuing.
Jennings: I’m not here to kiss people’s asses, I’m here to kick them. Now after watching you looking through your closet at a bunch of hand me down booty dresses you finally start talking about the match. You are right in saying that you are a dark horse in this tournament. However it’s not because of your talent but because of your horse face and lack of personality. Then you go on to ramble for about a minute about thinking and believing that you can actually beat me in the ring…
And that’s when you made your biggest mistake. You’re already thinking ahead no matter what you say about not thinking ahead secretly you already are. Deep down you think you’re going to win this match which is a sign that you are going to defeat yourself subconsciously before the match even starts. You then followed up this with more dress changing and trying to psychoanalyze me with the information I’ve put in my APW website biography.
He tries to keep a straight face but can’t as he thinks about what Amy said before getting composed and continuing.
Jennings: Comparing me to Doctor Who is like comparing Adolf Hitler to Mahatma Gandhi. That’s how different the two of us are and if you weren’t such a stupid, vapid, glorified stripper you’d know that before opening your mouth. You also made the mistake of believing that I had changed personalities. My look may have changed but I’m the same violent, nihilistic sociopath I always was. You see we all hide the savage nature inside of us behind a mask of civility that hides the true nature of our species. In reality our ultimate goal is to destroy ourselves and that is the joke of it all. I earned that nickname from the fans because I have no fear of anybody or anything and I’m damn proud of that fact. I also loved how you said we were similar before talking about signing autographs, signing your precious little Playboy magazine covers, being made into an action figure, and talking about all the money you’re getting.
You’re so full of shit it’s sad, really. We are NOTHING alike which you talking about getting the fame and adulation of the fans. You are nothing more than just another attention whore diva who is a dime a dozen in this business. There is NOTHING special about you, Amy. The fact that you talk about being a role model makes me sick. You must be as delusional as you are stupid to even think something like that let alone say it on national television. The mere thought of you being a role model for some young girl who wants to be like you when she grows up is sickening. You’re a role model for the next generation of Playboy models.
Amy, you said you are not afraid of me. No, you shouldn’t be afraid of me…you should be TERRIFIED. I’m a very dangerous man. I don’t go out to that ring to entertain. I just go out to that ring to hurt people and kick some ass. That’s what I do! I don’t do this entertainment crap like a lot of other people do. I just like to injure and maim people in the ring. The bottom line is I don’t want to get into Test for the Best to win some championship like you do. I want to win this qualifying match to get into the tournament to show the world that I’m the best there is by beating the toughest competition in the world. I am on a mission to reach the top and you’re just another victim thrown in my path to the top of this business.
He starts pointing to himself and to the camera as he continues his rant of hate. He is very aggressive with both his mannerisms and way of speaking which gives off the vibe that he believes everything that he’s saying.
Jennings: Deep down Amy you know that I’m better than you and I’m going to show the world that I’m better than you when I kick your ass in the ring. And if you don’t like it tough shit because it’s going to happen. You can make these people believe that you’re happy go lucky but I see the true ugliness inside of you. The ugliness is truth…the truth that you’re just another ordinary, attention whore diva and I will make punish you. This week on Overdrive it’s going to be your Hell and I’m going to take great pleasure in making you suffer in the ring. See you on Thursday, skank.
Michael turns and walks back the direction he came from as gunshots are heard in the distance. There’s screams and police sirens in the background as the scene fades out.
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Afternoon…
Inside of the offices of a law firm hired by the late Samuel Jennings, the late Exxon Executive and uncle of APW wrestler Michael Jennings, there are some people in suits sitting around a table. There’s three lawyers and Michael Jennings himself signing the paperwork as it relates to the things in Samuel’s will. As has been widely reported on the news networks as well as on the APW official website, Samuel died because of complications during a procedure after he had a heart attack that happened during an argument with Michael’s father Trevor Jennings over his will. As reported in the news, Samuel had his will changed to give everything to Michael after finding out what Trevor was doing in his personal affairs. As Michael signs the last of the papers he turns to the lead lawyer in the room.
Jennings: Is that it?
The lawyer nods his head.
Lawyer: Yes. That’s all the paperwork you have to sign.
Michael sits back in his chair and breathes a sigh of relief to be done with all of this since it’s been stressing him out since it started. Now he can just relax and focus on everything else now that his family drama is over with. It’s obviously been wearing on him but he seems much less tense after signing the paperwork. After a few moments he turns back to the lawyer to find out what happens next.
Jennings: So what happens now?
Lawyer: Now all of it is yours.
After a brief pause he goes back to the melancholy and tense state he was in before signing the papers.
Jennings: Great…
The lawyer gives him a strange look and raises an eyebrow before asking him a question.
Lawyer: What? Are you not happy with all of this?
Michael looks at the lawyer with a disturbed look on his face. He looks very intense but sad at the same time.
Jennings: No, I am. However this makes me the biggest hypocrite alive. I come on television week after week and bash the corporate elite and the rich yet now I am one of those types myself. I’m just as much of a hypocrite as my criminal father is. That’s why I hate myself as much as I hate the other wrestlers on the show because I hate myself more than anyone else.
The lawyer seems a bit thrown off by Michael’s comments and clearly wants to leave the room judging by his uncomfortable appearance.
Lawyer: Ok…I’ll see you later, Michael.
The lawyers collect their paperwork before leaving the room. As they do Michael continues to brood about everything in his head. He clearly hates himself more than anyone else because in his mind he’s the biggest hypocrite of all. However, deep down, he knows if he continues along this line of thinking he will relapse and destroy everything and everyone around him just like before. He must keep himself under control. His hands shake before he balls his fingers up into fists on both hands before opening his palms up again. His hands finally stop shaking as the wild look in his eyes slowly goes away. Michael realizes he looks a bit wild right now so he stops, brushes his hair back, and then gets up from his chair to leave the room.
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The next day…
At his house in Los Angeles, Michael Jennings is watching some television news after getting home from his workout when his cell phone rings. He reaches over and picks it up. The moment he hears who’s on the other line his demeanor and facial expression change drastically. He looks like he wants to kill somebody right now because on the other end of the line is his father Trevor Jennings who is calling him from jail. The moment his father started rambling while asking for money Michael started to slowly lose all interest in the conversation.
Jennings: What?
After listening for a few moments Michael’s finally loses it on his father.
Jennings: So what the fuck do you want me to do? This ain’t my problem, dad.
His face is getting redder and redder as he listens to his father continuing to rail on him on the other end of the line. After a few moments he finally snaps on Michael.
Jennings: Then why don’t you just shut the fuck up and find a big brother in prison to make you his bitch just for the shit you pulled with your brother, my uncle…the man whom you caused to die.
Before his father can respond to this he yells at him at the top of his lungs.
Jennings: GO FIND A DILDO AND STICK IT UP YOUR ASS!
He then shuts off his phone before tossing aside. After a few moments of breathing heavily and having wild eyes he seemingly calms down. However once this brief moment of calm has passed Michael gets up from the couch and storms off to find something to smash just to get it out of his system before he goes on a homicide spree.
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05/25/2013
Chicago, Illinois
Late night…
Michael Jennings is sitting at the bar inside of the Enclave Nightclub in Chicago with his buddy Mitch who is in town for a Harley Davidson motorcycle rally in town the next day. The two are there with Michael’s girlfriend and new APW superstar Catherine Jewel. Of course several fans who are at the club have commented to him when speaking with him that they were shocked to see that Michael is even dating anyone because of his psychotic and anti-social behavior. Those comments haven’t seemed to phase him at all. While Catherina has left to go to the bathroom and talk to some fans Mitch and Michael have a conversation at the bar while drinking their beers.
Mitch: I know this thing with your dad is wearing on you.
Michael turns and gives him a look before nodding his head in acknowledgement of that fact.
Jennings: Yeah it is. Glad all of this shit is starting to end.
They both take a drink before Mitch decides to change the subject.
Mitch: What’s the deal with you and the lady friend?
Jennings: Yeah I met Catherine on Twitter and we hit it off.
Mitch takes another drink before turning to Michael with a serious look as he begins to talk with him about the relationship he is in now.
Mitch: Kid, I’m going to be honest. What are you thinking? She’s a single mother and you’re not the role model her young child needs. I’m going to be honest, you’re like me. You’re a bad guy who’s done some bad things. I remember once that one of my friend’s psychiatrist girlfriend to evaluate me once. She didn’t finish because she got scared. I think it would be the same thing if she gave you a psychological evaluation. You’re not afraid of anybody or anything. You don’t care about rules, authority, or anything else for that matter. You’re in wrestling for reasons that don’t make sense to the normal human being. You aren’t looking for anything like money, titles, or fame. You’re not in wrestling for anything logical. You can’t be reasoned with when you go off on a tangent. You’re a sociopath and you’re a danger to society just like me.
Michael gives him a brief look before nodding his head in agreement.
Jennings: I know…
He pauses briefly before continuing telling Mitch his thoughts on the issues.
Jennings: That’s why I need to keep close to Catherine otherwise I might relapse and be everything I know I could be…a maniac. A psycho killer. A wanted fugitive.
Mitch nods his head.
Mitch: At least you’re realistic about it. All I’m saying is be careful. I don’t want you to end up going back to the state you were in before with all the drugs, alcohol, and whatnot.
Jennings: Will do.
They go back to drinking their beers as the scene fades out.
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Two days later…
Michael has just finished boxing the last of Catherine’s things and is done helping her pack for the day. She is moving in with him at his house in Los Angeles the day after Overdrive on Thursday. Things are moving very fast yet he doesn’t seem to mind. Deep down he knows the only thing keeping him from becoming a mass murdering maniac again is Catherine. She is the one thing that brings calm to him in a lifetime of perpetual aggression and violence.
Jennings: This is a new beginning…
He smiles briefly before going back downstairs to be with the one he loves as the scene fades out.
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Houston, Texas
05/27/2013
Night…
There are a lot of bad areas in Houston which only the bravest people even would dare walk around in at night. These are places that only gang members and police go to at night. This is an area with high crime and murder rates yet in the scummiest, most vandalized, spray painted alleyway with trash strewn all about Michael Jennings walks out from the shadows without even caring if there are any thugs around. He clearly has no fear of the area of the high rate of crime nor any of the gangs that are in the area. He is wearing a silver suit and looks very classy compared to his surroundings. He has an emotionless look on his face as he begins to speak.
Jennings: Test for the Best is starting this week and it’s survival of the fittest. Only the best of the best will make it to the end of this tournament as the winner yet I’m not even favored to win my qualifier. Didn’t you people learn anything when I first came back and was an afterthought because Billy Pepsi and Yarmouth Blade showed up. Let me point something out. Look at where I’m at and look at where they’re at right now.
A smile slowly creeps across his face. The emotionless look was merely a bluff to hide his true feelings on how things have gone since he first arrived.
Jennings: You all didn’t think I’d do jack shit yet I caused a literal meltdown on Meltdown and kicked ass to the point where I got drafted despite being there a lot shorter than any of the other draftees. That should tell you all just how dangerous I am. And I hope my opponent this week realizes just what kind of a situation she is in when she steps into the ring with someone like me.
He pauses for a moment before grinning deviously. The grin might be a ploy to throw everyone off given his tendency to play mind games and toy with opponents like a surgeon dissecting a cadaver.
Jennings: This week I’m facing Amy Zing in my Overdrive debut. Your name is amazing by the way.
After saying this he grins again before continuing his monologue.
Jennings: See what I did there? I bet you didn’t because from what I’ve seen you have the same intelligence level as the Magic Eight Ball I have at my house. Now I see that you’re from San Francisco and have a Rihanna song as your entrance music which makes me hate you already. You also seem to do a lot of high flying moves which means there’s a high probability that you’ll try something stupid during the match which only benefits me. We also have in common a never say die attitude. You will never tap out while I have no fear of anything or anybody. However there is one glaring difference between us. You are humble and friendly outside of the ring whereas I don’t give a shit about anybody especially the fans.
That is the difference between us. I have what it takes to go for the kill whereas you’re a happy go lucky type. I’ve been living under a cloud of darkness for a long time which makes me much more of a threat than you are. I still have that dark side that’s been overlooked because the fans cheer me.
His facial expression has slowly gone from grinning to looking intensely and having eyes filled with hate. Michael looks like a savage, wild animal right now which is starting to frighten the camera man as the camera is now visibly shaking. It gets even more intense as Michael has now reached into his pocket and pulled out a switchblade.
Jennings: I’m a maniac. I will do anything to win a match regardless of who I’m in the ring with. And yet I’ll still get cheered for doing that. I’m not the hero that these people want, I’m the one that they need. I’m just as ruthless as the wrestlers they despise are. I’m not going to come on here talking about sunshine, roses, and rainbows. I’m here to create as much fucking chaos as humanly possible and that is something that I do with the best of them.
You know, come to think of it, I went out with an Asian chick that looked a like you once. I impregnated her with my semen and she had to get an abortion. In a related story what happened at the clinic looks kind of like Amy’s face.
The camera man can audibly be heard whispering the word ‘wow’ and the camera shakes as he shakes his head as Michael continues his monologue.
Jennings: But that’s enough about that. Back to my business at hand with Amy Zing. Last week you said that you didn’t care about the odds. Yet I’m turning this to the Hunger Games and may the odds ever be in your favor. Well the odds are I your favor this week. Not just any odds mind you but the odds of you being sent to the hospital have gone way up. See I’m not like some of these wrestlers around here who will show you mercy if they think they are taking things too far.
He points to himself briefly before continuing.
Jennings: That’s not me. I’m the monster who will torture you physically, psychologically, and mentally. I will fuck with your psyche. Now considering you have no personality and your backstory doesn’t give too much information I did some research on your past here in APW. I found an interview with you posted on APW.com that did give me some information to delve into your psyche. You are definitely a hard worker judging by what you said in the interview about working you way up from some small independent promotions as well as being in ACW before joining APW. I did the same thing so we’re both hard workers which tells me that you’re not some idiot like certain people around here who just want handouts and attention since they don’t care about earning anything. You’re also one of these types that avoids social media and instead wants to meet your fans face to face. I respect that but if you want to make waves in this business you need to embrace social media. You have the heart for this business but not the desire to be the best like I do. Heart ain’t going to get it done, sister. That’s why you fail.
Now you did seem to get a bit agitated when questioned about whether or not you lacked passion. That is your weakness. You think you don’t lack passion when in reality you do which is why I’m better than you and will beat you in the ring. I have more passion for this business than anyone else here in APW. Nobody here can touch me. I also saw that you posed for Playboy.
A smirk creeps across his face again. He’s obviously found some weakness in the armor of his opponent and is going right for the kill like the psychopath he is. He clearly has no remorse as he begins to speak about his opponent’s nude photography spread.
Jennings: That tells me you’re just another attention whore diva around here who wants to take the easy way to the top. You showed your breasts in your opinion to break out of your shell. I think you did it so that men would look at your picture and jerk off to it which is what you secretly want. Deep down you’re even more of a hypocrite than I am. You want these fans to follow you around like sheep and act like you’re just an innocent, sweet person when in reality you’re just another skank who wants to show her breasts to the world.
There was one intriguing thing that you said to me in your interview about the phoenix as your symbol. Your symbol is about never accepting defeat. Well you’d better get back in reality and accept defeat because otherwise you’re going to get burned more than your little phoenix that you worship does. And then you closed it off by talking about your catchphrases. I’m not like you. I don’t need to invent a bunch of dumb slogans and nicknames to convince myself I’m great. I know what I am. I’m the best there is and nobody can tell me any different. You may want to win a title during your career but I don’t care about titles. Titles are for the weak. I don’t need a belt to convince myself I’m great either. When people see me coming out to the ring, they take one look at me, and they say ‘damn right he’s the best there is.’ That’s what they say about me because I’m a bad ass and I’m a man of my word. I’ve done everything I said I’m going to do since I came here.
He rolls up his right sleeve before bringing the switchblade over and cutting his arm much to the obvious disgust of the camera man.
Jennings: Like I said, just because I don’t look like a homeless psychopath anymore doesn’t mean that all of the viciousness and ruthlessness went away with it. I’m still the same violent, remorseless maniac I always have been since I first showed up here in APW back in 2011.
He puts the switchblade away before pointing at the wound.
Jennings: Amy, I’m not going to show you any mercy. If I’m willing to do this to myself you need to ask yourself what I’m going to do to you. Let me put it this way. I would stab my own father if it meant winning a match. I’m ruthless, Amy. I will rip out your heart and eat it in front of you as you die if that’s what it takes the get the job done. I do whatever it takes to win and that’s why I’m the best there is.
However your little promotional video this week shows the differences between us. You’re too busy trying to find some ugly, shitty looking dress to wear whereas I’m busy living my life instead of worrying about kissing Level One and the Sindicate’s asses like you are.
He points to himself briefly before continuing.
Jennings: I’m not here to kiss people’s asses, I’m here to kick them. Now after watching you looking through your closet at a bunch of hand me down booty dresses you finally start talking about the match. You are right in saying that you are a dark horse in this tournament. However it’s not because of your talent but because of your horse face and lack of personality. Then you go on to ramble for about a minute about thinking and believing that you can actually beat me in the ring…
And that’s when you made your biggest mistake. You’re already thinking ahead no matter what you say about not thinking ahead secretly you already are. Deep down you think you’re going to win this match which is a sign that you are going to defeat yourself subconsciously before the match even starts. You then followed up this with more dress changing and trying to psychoanalyze me with the information I’ve put in my APW website biography.
He tries to keep a straight face but can’t as he thinks about what Amy said before getting composed and continuing.
Jennings: Comparing me to Doctor Who is like comparing Adolf Hitler to Mahatma Gandhi. That’s how different the two of us are and if you weren’t such a stupid, vapid, glorified stripper you’d know that before opening your mouth. You also made the mistake of believing that I had changed personalities. My look may have changed but I’m the same violent, nihilistic sociopath I always was. You see we all hide the savage nature inside of us behind a mask of civility that hides the true nature of our species. In reality our ultimate goal is to destroy ourselves and that is the joke of it all. I earned that nickname from the fans because I have no fear of anybody or anything and I’m damn proud of that fact. I also loved how you said we were similar before talking about signing autographs, signing your precious little Playboy magazine covers, being made into an action figure, and talking about all the money you’re getting.
You’re so full of shit it’s sad, really. We are NOTHING alike which you talking about getting the fame and adulation of the fans. You are nothing more than just another attention whore diva who is a dime a dozen in this business. There is NOTHING special about you, Amy. The fact that you talk about being a role model makes me sick. You must be as delusional as you are stupid to even think something like that let alone say it on national television. The mere thought of you being a role model for some young girl who wants to be like you when she grows up is sickening. You’re a role model for the next generation of Playboy models.
Amy, you said you are not afraid of me. No, you shouldn’t be afraid of me…you should be TERRIFIED. I’m a very dangerous man. I don’t go out to that ring to entertain. I just go out to that ring to hurt people and kick some ass. That’s what I do! I don’t do this entertainment crap like a lot of other people do. I just like to injure and maim people in the ring. The bottom line is I don’t want to get into Test for the Best to win some championship like you do. I want to win this qualifying match to get into the tournament to show the world that I’m the best there is by beating the toughest competition in the world. I am on a mission to reach the top and you’re just another victim thrown in my path to the top of this business.
He starts pointing to himself and to the camera as he continues his rant of hate. He is very aggressive with both his mannerisms and way of speaking which gives off the vibe that he believes everything that he’s saying.
Jennings: Deep down Amy you know that I’m better than you and I’m going to show the world that I’m better than you when I kick your ass in the ring. And if you don’t like it tough shit because it’s going to happen. You can make these people believe that you’re happy go lucky but I see the true ugliness inside of you. The ugliness is truth…the truth that you’re just another ordinary, attention whore diva and I will make punish you. This week on Overdrive it’s going to be your Hell and I’m going to take great pleasure in making you suffer in the ring. See you on Thursday, skank.
Michael turns and walks back the direction he came from as gunshots are heard in the distance. There’s screams and police sirens in the background as the scene fades out.
