Post by Michael Jennings on Jul 30, 2013 4:32:40 GMT -4
07/28/2013
Vienna, Italy
Late night…
It’s been a few hours since the Phoenix Wrestling Redemption 56 was broadcast and Michael Jennings fought in a brutal No Holds Barred, No DQ Match against “The Real Rebel Child” Georgie Nickles. After the show he went with his girlfriend Paxar Vega and his new Vienna metal head buddy Crazy Johnny to the Vienna metal bar Amananth’s Place where they are seeing his new friends Siren’s Cry play a concert that evening. The scene begins with Michael walking over to the bar and ordering some drinks for his group.
Jennings: I want four Jack Daniels please. I’ll also order a round of shots as well. Put it on my tab.
The bartender nods his head and goes to get the drinks after Michael hands him a twenty dollar tip.
Jennings: Thanks and you can keep the change.
After waiting a minute or so the bartender returns with the four Jack Daniels bottles. Michael grabs them and then walks with them back over to his table before handing them out to his crew.
Jennings: Here you go, guys. Next round is now live.
He leans over and kisses Paxar before sitting down.
Paxar: Thanks, honey.
After taking a sip from his drink Crazy Johnny is excited for the upcoming concert.
Crazy Johnny: HELL YEAH! LET’S FUCKING KEEP THE PARTY GOING!
Michael nods his head in agreement after taking a drink.
Jennings: Band should be playing soon. They’re called Siren’s Cry and I hear they’re pretty bad ass. Found a few videos of the band on Youtube. They have a female singer who’s pretty hot and they can rock out. They’re like the Austrian Evanescence so this should be awesome.
He pauses for a moment before remembering something he forgot to tell them.
Jennings: Oh, I’ve got shots coming too.
Paxar seems a bit surprised.
Paxar: That is a lot to drink.
Jennings: Damn right. I’m getting ready for the Mosh Pits and Wall of Death when they happen.
Crazy Johnny is already out of control.
Crazy Johnny: HELL YEAH! WALL OF DEATH BABY! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Michael takes a gulp from his whiskey bottle before smiling over what he’s hearing from his buddy Johnny.
Jennings: I can’t wait, dude. I just got through wrestling in a No DQ, No Holds Barred Match so this is nothing. I mean I go to metal concerts and go into mosh pits all the time so that was nothing. This is nothing but flesh wounds, nothing serious. Georgie Nickles brought it but so did I and I HOPE I earned her respect after this match.
Crazy Johnny: Damn right. That was brutal to watch. It reminded me of a GWAR music video.
Michael raises an eyebrow.
Jennings: I was thinking more along the lines of the Johnny Depp bedroom death scene from A Nightmare on Elm Street.
This response makes Johnny smile.
Crazy Johnny: I was thinking Evil Dead myself.
That response makes Michael stop and ponder to himself for a moment before responding.
Jennings: Texas Chainsaw Massacre?
Crazy Johnny: Yeah that sounds more realistic. Maybe a few of those Friday the 13th movies too.
Michael nods his head in agreement.
Jennings: Agreed. That is the perfect movie to compare the match to.
A few guitar riffs can be heard on the stage and the crowd is starting to get wild. Michael looks over and sees the band walking on stage.
Jennings: Band is starting.
Johnny chugs his drink down and starts yelling again.
Crazy Johnny: HELL YEAH!
Johnny runs into the crowd as Michael finishes his drink. He then leans over and kisses Paxar before getting up to join his friend in the mosh pit as the scene fades out.
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Later…
The concert has ended as Michael and Johnny are back at the table with Paxar drinking shots while talking about the Wall of Death that happened during the concert. Michael downs two shots before pointing at Paxar’s phone that she hands to him.
Jennings: Here’s the video, dude.
Johnny is getting excited again.
Crazy Johnny: You got video of the Wall of Death?
Jennings: Paxar filmed it while we were in it.
Johnny downs a shot and is really getting wound up as he looks at the phone to watch the video.
Crazy Johnny: AWESOME! Let me see it. It sounds bad ass.
Upon finishing the video he hands the phone back to Michael who hands it to Paxar as Johnny continues to be act wild about what happened.
Crazy Johnny: YEAH! THAT WAS BAD ASS!
Michael and Johnny high five before they both down another shot.
Jennings: Damn right it was. I wish I could do that every day but I have to settle for ass kicking in the wrestling ring every week.
Crazy Johnny: That’s a cool job, too.
Jennings: Yeah it is. And this week I’ve got a few skulls to crack…
Johnny starts getting into wild mode again after hearing that as they continue drinking and the scene fades out.
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The next night…
The stand by screen disappears as the scene opens on a dark alley near Amananth’s Place where Michael Jennings is standing by. It’s extremely dark outside and the air is cold. Michael is wearing a black leather jacket and is holding a bottle of whiskey as he walks into a dimly lit part of the alleyway still sporting the scars of his brutal PW match from the night before. However the sick look on his face makes him seem like he didn’t so much get hurt as he had a good time just like at the concert after the show. Michael points to the bandages on his forehead as he begins to speak.
Jennings: Look at these scars…
In all honesty they’re horrifying to look at…
But not as horrifying as the monster lurking inside that my opponents will be dealing with this week in the ring on Overdrive.
A sick smile creeps across his face as he continues his monologue.
Jennings: This week I’m in an eight man tag team match against some of the scumbags that I’ve been beating up around here for weeks now. My opposition is Biggs, A.C. Smith, and Nick Watson as well as C.J. Gates who I’ve never faced before. As for my partners I am teaming with my partner from two weeks ago Victor Hades, my former NBK teammate Leon Roberts, and the Heavyweight Champion of the world Level One.
He pauses for a moment to think things over before continuing. The expression on his face gives the impression that he’s very happy with the team he will be working with this week but with his sociopathic tendencies and out of control behavior he’s hard to read.
Jennings: Now let me first address my partners before starting with my opponents. Hades, after our tag team match I am looking forward to teaming up again since you’re not a flake and you might be the only wrestler in this company who is just as dangerous as I am which I like. Glad we’re on the same team since there’s no way that they will be able to combat one of us let alone both of us. We’re the two wrestlers that everyone in APW would want to have their backs in order to survive if the zombie apocalypse takes place. If this were The Walking Dead we would be twin versions of Daryl Dixon. That’s how bad ass we are, Hades. Add to it my former NBK brethren Leon Roberts who I KNOW is a team player. This is a man who is loyal and will not turn on his partners unless they turn into fucking idiots like Jake Titan did. However, that said, I know that he isn’t going to pull any shenanigans during this match. The fourth member of the team, however, I am a bit concerned about. Level One, I HOPE your head is in this match. I really do because from what I’ve seen in recent weeks your head isn’t into this business like it was. You went and tried to sell your World Championship belt on Ebay. You then tried to pawn it off on CJ Gates which was a mistake. You then got Amy Zing to talk…oh wait, that doesn’t count since she still had a dick in her mouth when she was doing it. In any event you have been acting strangely and I don’t want you to fuck this up for this team. YOU are the wild card, Level One. Everyone else on this team is on a mission to kick ass while you’re too busy trying to have a fucking yard sale for your championship belts and various other wrestling trophies. Get your head in the game because IF you mess this up for our team I’ll kick your ass just as soon as I will our opponents and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.
Michael angrily points his finger at the camera.
Jennings: You fuck this up, YOU’RE A DEAD MAN!
At this point he brings his hand back down before getting himself composed before finally addressing his opponents in the match.
Jennings: Now I’m going to address to my opponents next. I’m going to start to with my opponent from last week and work my way down. First up is A.C. Smith, the current APW Xtreme Champion. The same man who lost to me in a non-title match last week because he was too scared to put the belt on the line against APW’s toughest son of a bitch. And you found that out first hand last week, Smith. I beat your ass just like I said I would and I would be holding your championship belt right now if you would have put it on the line. Actually I take that back. If Alexander Duvall had made it a championship match your belt would be mine but as I said last week and it’s a well-known fact that APW management wants me nowhere near any championships because I’m too much of a rebel for them. I’m out of control not some brown nosing yes man who will do whatever they tell you to do like you are. YOU are the epitome of what they are looking for in a champion here in APW. Clean cut, good with the media, fan friendly, and good for advertising. That’s the reality of the situation, Smith. All they care about is money and advertisements. Look at me for instance. Do I fit the mold of what advertisers would want? Hell no. I speak my mind, I’m out of control, and a violent sociopath that some people think compare to the world’s most soulless and evil serial killers. That’s why I’m not even in the fucking title picture despite the fact that I’ve been kicking ass both in and out of the ring since I’ve been here. That’s what I do. I’m the top Asskicker last week when I kicked your ass all over the ring. Expect the same thing to happen this week in this match. None of your partners will be able to stop my cycle of destruction from continuing.
The next victim this week is a man named Nick Watson. Watson, I’ve faced you before too Mr. Hollywood. You’re just another fame junkie attention whore who is in this business to get his mug all over the television and media circuits by returning to the wrestling business. You also ran off SCARED like a coward before you left. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A COWARD! A man who ran off like coward scared of his own shadow. Deep down in you’re the darkest parts of your psyche you still are that little scared boy who ran away from the business after you first arrived in APW. I feel that you’re still dealing with your issues of dealing with your darkest fears on a public stage. I plan on preying on your fears this week, Watson. When you first were breaking into this business you got cocky and arrogant which tells me a lot. You’re a fame junkie piece of garbage and I plan on putting you into the garbage can where you belong with the rest of the trash in this industry. If you step into the ring with me this week I will beat the shit out of your primadonna diva ass and give you a nice long hospital stay in Hollywood where you belong.
The third victim in this match is a man by the name of C.J. Gates. Now this is the most intriguing person on this team to me because he is the only one on the team that I have not stepped into the ring with this month. Now as usual with opponents I haven’t met before I build a psychological profile on them to see what makes them tick. Looking over your background I found a few interesting things. Firstly you grew up the son of an oil and financial tycoon. So sad to find out that you’re yet another wrestler in a long line of wrestlers who grew up with money that have infested this industry like a disease. The only reason I got any money was because of my uncle passing away about three months ago but I don’t act like it. I only bought a house and made a few small investments. THAT’S IT. Now you on the other hand you have bragged in the past about being able to buy the Empire State Building multiple times in the past which shows me you have a massive ego. You might come across as a charismatic good guy with all the flashy moves that the fans like and a wrestler the fans can look up to deep down you are nothing more than an egomaniacal diva. You have been able to back it up in the ring with your lengthy list of accomplishments. You are a former APW Undisputed Champion and a former APW Tag Team Champion. You also have had major success in APW Survive and Conquer, CWC Ascension Tournaments, and Experts Extreme Tournament events as well as being the top superstar in APW in the year 2011. I was here back then and you were the best of the best. I admit that but what pisses me off is guys like Billy Pepsi and Yarmouth Blade got all the attention yet I was overlooked. I was a regular in APW’s Most Wanted and rarely was ranked below fifteenth on that list yet everyone forgot about that. Oh let’s focus on Pepsi and Yarmouth who I shot past in pecking order in record time. Nobody gave me an respect and the fact that you’ve gotten as many accolades as you have I’m going to make them respect me by kicking your ass. That’s all there is to it. If I beat the great C.J. Gates in the center of the ring then maybe everyone around here will realize that I’m not fucking around. Gates, I look forward to beating the crap out of you in this match and beating some respect into you.
And the final victim in this match is the piece of human trash known as Biggs.
His facial expression becomes full of hate as he snarls at the camera. It’s a noticeable change from how he was before he brought up Biggs’ name. He seems to have a genuine dislike for Biggs even more than he has for the other three wrestlers on the opposing team. After a few moments of glaring angrily at the camera he begins to address the fourth man he is facing in the match.
Jennings: Biggs is a man running scared…
So scared in fact that he didn’t show his face last week. This week however he has returned from all of that head trauma I inflicted upon him. That’s what he gets. Biggs along with everybody else haven’t seem to have figured out yet that I’m a man of my word. When I say I’m going to do something, I FUCKING DO IT. It’s that simple. But yet Biggs didn’t believe me when I said I’d kick his ass until I went out there and did it. On that same show Biggs my own girlfriend Paxar Vega didn’t believe me when I said that if I saw you backstage before the match then I would kick your ass and sure enough when we crossed paths I gave you that head trauma that kept you out of action last week. Expect more of the same this week when we step into the ring one more time. Now I know what you’re thinking, Spaceman. There’s NO WAY this maniac is going to try and injure me…
Well wake up from your space walk and get back to this reality because I’m not only going to try and end your career…
He takes a chug from his whiskey bottle to finish it up. Once he’s finished Michael smashes it against the wall. After he throws the bottle against the wall, pieces of glass shatter all over the place on the ground where he is standing at. He then bends over and picks up a large piece of the beer bottle before motioning it in a threatening manner toward the camera.
Jennings: But I’m going to carve out your soul.
After saying this Michael tosses down the piece of glass before pointing at his eyes as he now has a wild, savage look on his face again.
Jennings: Look at this face, Biggs. Look into these eyes…
He points to his eyes briefly before continuing.
Jennings: The eyes of a sociopath, a man who has no fear of you or anybody else in this industry. Look into the eyes of someone who is filled with nothing but darkness and hate. The blackest eyes, the Devil’s eyes and when you face me you will be facing the embodiment of the Devil on Earth at least when it comes to inside of a wrestling ring. Now to put this in perspective and use an example that even you can understand. Yesterday when I was walking around Vienna some kid came up to me and asked me if I was the boogeyman. This made a bit puzzled so I asked him why he thought that and his response was that I reminded him of Michael Myers from the Halloween horror movie series which made me smile since I LOVE the Halloween movies. However it did make me be stunned with amazement that some kid in a country I don’t even live in can figure me out before the adults in this industry can. A KID! A kid figured me out when some wrestlers around this industry still don’t get it.
I’m not some egomaniac who doesn’t care about the fans. I’m not some guy who changed because I never did change. I always was an out of control maniac that did whatever the hell he wanted. Doesn’t matter what situation I’m in, I just do and say whatever the hell I want to whenever I the hell I want to. It’s that simple yet people just don’t get it. They have some warped view on me because of hearsay and gossip from outside sources which basically makes them look like fools. Shows me that they don’t do thorough research and instead just decide to run their mouths about me without realizing what they’re dealing with. I keep saying I’m a heartless, soulless monster in the ring and people keep brushing it off as a joke. Well now it’s my turn. Starting with you Biggs I’m going to go out of my way to hurt my opponents. That goes for your partners too. You call yourself Spaceman when really you’re just another victim of mine who’s about to become extinct.
Now let me make this perfectly clear, Biggs. I’m not doing this because I don’t like you. In fact I like you a lot more than I like most of the wrestlers in the back. But because of the fact that you decided to talk crap me made you the number one most wanted on my hit list. It moved you straight to the top when you weren’t even on my radar before you started talking shit. Now let me tell you something, Biggs. And I want you to listen real good. You talked shit about me and when I see you in the ring I will fucking kill you Biggs! I WILL DESTROY YOU! I will shatter your body into a thousand pieces like a broken piece of glass. I will mess with your mind to the point where you literally become your nickname. You will become just another wandering, babbling fool wandering around through space looking for the phone to call home. All that brain trauma I gave you the first time you opened your mouth will be made even worse when I target your head when we face off in the ring. If you’re foolish enough to put a target on your injury then you deserve a prolonged hospital stay for having too much pride and zero common sense.
I know that sounds a bit harsh but it’s true. In fact a lack of common sense has been a common theme that I’ve noticed in this industry since I’ve returned. And it’s that lack of common sense that I fully plan on using to my advantage. I have it all figured out, Biggs. You’re one of these fools in this business who has more guts than brains. That was very apparent to me when I gave you that head trauma before you tried to go out to the ring like Sir Galahad to save the day before the referees and doctors made you go to the back before you hurt yourself. But you kept wanting to fight. You had to be escorted to the back by security because you were too STUPID to listen to reason. That is what will be your downfall against me, Biggs. I’m a very intelligent man which makes me extremely dangerous given my violent tendencies and knowledge of submission holds. I may be a second generation wrestler but I earned my spot in this industry the hard way. It just wasn’t handed to me like some others have had. I worked my way from the bottom and proven that I am a hard working wrestler which also makes me dangerous for the reason I just stated. I will not stop until you are destroyed, Biggs. I’m the Terminator and you’re John Conner. My mission is to terminate you and I will not eat, sleep, or abandon that mission until it is accomplished. Right now kicking your ass is my mission. This isn’t about titles, contendership, or any bullshit like that. This is about me kicking your ass for running your mouth. That’s the bottom line about this. This is just over a difference of philosophies and opinions.
You’re a crusader for justice and I’m a rebel out to create as much chaos as possible. It’s like the lyrics in the Fear Factory song Powershifter. In the song it goes “Always question authority, control my own destiny.” That sums me perfectly and judging by what my career has been like thus far I’m on a mission to create my own destiny in this business. I’m not following anyone’s footsteps or trying to be someone else. I’m not out to be the second coming of my father in the industry or anybody else in my family for that matter. I’m only here to be the first Michael Jennings and Biggs, destroying your mind, body, and soul is just me fulfilling my destiny. I will expose you and force your demise…
Michael then walks off screen with a psychotic look on his face as the scene fades out.
Vienna, Italy
Late night…
It’s been a few hours since the Phoenix Wrestling Redemption 56 was broadcast and Michael Jennings fought in a brutal No Holds Barred, No DQ Match against “The Real Rebel Child” Georgie Nickles. After the show he went with his girlfriend Paxar Vega and his new Vienna metal head buddy Crazy Johnny to the Vienna metal bar Amananth’s Place where they are seeing his new friends Siren’s Cry play a concert that evening. The scene begins with Michael walking over to the bar and ordering some drinks for his group.
Jennings: I want four Jack Daniels please. I’ll also order a round of shots as well. Put it on my tab.
The bartender nods his head and goes to get the drinks after Michael hands him a twenty dollar tip.
Jennings: Thanks and you can keep the change.
After waiting a minute or so the bartender returns with the four Jack Daniels bottles. Michael grabs them and then walks with them back over to his table before handing them out to his crew.
Jennings: Here you go, guys. Next round is now live.
He leans over and kisses Paxar before sitting down.
Paxar: Thanks, honey.
After taking a sip from his drink Crazy Johnny is excited for the upcoming concert.
Crazy Johnny: HELL YEAH! LET’S FUCKING KEEP THE PARTY GOING!
Michael nods his head in agreement after taking a drink.
Jennings: Band should be playing soon. They’re called Siren’s Cry and I hear they’re pretty bad ass. Found a few videos of the band on Youtube. They have a female singer who’s pretty hot and they can rock out. They’re like the Austrian Evanescence so this should be awesome.
He pauses for a moment before remembering something he forgot to tell them.
Jennings: Oh, I’ve got shots coming too.
Paxar seems a bit surprised.
Paxar: That is a lot to drink.
Jennings: Damn right. I’m getting ready for the Mosh Pits and Wall of Death when they happen.
Crazy Johnny is already out of control.
Crazy Johnny: HELL YEAH! WALL OF DEATH BABY! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Michael takes a gulp from his whiskey bottle before smiling over what he’s hearing from his buddy Johnny.
Jennings: I can’t wait, dude. I just got through wrestling in a No DQ, No Holds Barred Match so this is nothing. I mean I go to metal concerts and go into mosh pits all the time so that was nothing. This is nothing but flesh wounds, nothing serious. Georgie Nickles brought it but so did I and I HOPE I earned her respect after this match.
Crazy Johnny: Damn right. That was brutal to watch. It reminded me of a GWAR music video.
Michael raises an eyebrow.
Jennings: I was thinking more along the lines of the Johnny Depp bedroom death scene from A Nightmare on Elm Street.
This response makes Johnny smile.
Crazy Johnny: I was thinking Evil Dead myself.
That response makes Michael stop and ponder to himself for a moment before responding.
Jennings: Texas Chainsaw Massacre?
Crazy Johnny: Yeah that sounds more realistic. Maybe a few of those Friday the 13th movies too.
Michael nods his head in agreement.
Jennings: Agreed. That is the perfect movie to compare the match to.
A few guitar riffs can be heard on the stage and the crowd is starting to get wild. Michael looks over and sees the band walking on stage.
Jennings: Band is starting.
Johnny chugs his drink down and starts yelling again.
Crazy Johnny: HELL YEAH!
Johnny runs into the crowd as Michael finishes his drink. He then leans over and kisses Paxar before getting up to join his friend in the mosh pit as the scene fades out.
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Later…
The concert has ended as Michael and Johnny are back at the table with Paxar drinking shots while talking about the Wall of Death that happened during the concert. Michael downs two shots before pointing at Paxar’s phone that she hands to him.
Jennings: Here’s the video, dude.
Johnny is getting excited again.
Crazy Johnny: You got video of the Wall of Death?
Jennings: Paxar filmed it while we were in it.
Johnny downs a shot and is really getting wound up as he looks at the phone to watch the video.
Crazy Johnny: AWESOME! Let me see it. It sounds bad ass.
Upon finishing the video he hands the phone back to Michael who hands it to Paxar as Johnny continues to be act wild about what happened.
Crazy Johnny: YEAH! THAT WAS BAD ASS!
Michael and Johnny high five before they both down another shot.
Jennings: Damn right it was. I wish I could do that every day but I have to settle for ass kicking in the wrestling ring every week.
Crazy Johnny: That’s a cool job, too.
Jennings: Yeah it is. And this week I’ve got a few skulls to crack…
Johnny starts getting into wild mode again after hearing that as they continue drinking and the scene fades out.
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The next night…
The stand by screen disappears as the scene opens on a dark alley near Amananth’s Place where Michael Jennings is standing by. It’s extremely dark outside and the air is cold. Michael is wearing a black leather jacket and is holding a bottle of whiskey as he walks into a dimly lit part of the alleyway still sporting the scars of his brutal PW match from the night before. However the sick look on his face makes him seem like he didn’t so much get hurt as he had a good time just like at the concert after the show. Michael points to the bandages on his forehead as he begins to speak.
Jennings: Look at these scars…
In all honesty they’re horrifying to look at…
But not as horrifying as the monster lurking inside that my opponents will be dealing with this week in the ring on Overdrive.
A sick smile creeps across his face as he continues his monologue.
Jennings: This week I’m in an eight man tag team match against some of the scumbags that I’ve been beating up around here for weeks now. My opposition is Biggs, A.C. Smith, and Nick Watson as well as C.J. Gates who I’ve never faced before. As for my partners I am teaming with my partner from two weeks ago Victor Hades, my former NBK teammate Leon Roberts, and the Heavyweight Champion of the world Level One.
He pauses for a moment to think things over before continuing. The expression on his face gives the impression that he’s very happy with the team he will be working with this week but with his sociopathic tendencies and out of control behavior he’s hard to read.
Jennings: Now let me first address my partners before starting with my opponents. Hades, after our tag team match I am looking forward to teaming up again since you’re not a flake and you might be the only wrestler in this company who is just as dangerous as I am which I like. Glad we’re on the same team since there’s no way that they will be able to combat one of us let alone both of us. We’re the two wrestlers that everyone in APW would want to have their backs in order to survive if the zombie apocalypse takes place. If this were The Walking Dead we would be twin versions of Daryl Dixon. That’s how bad ass we are, Hades. Add to it my former NBK brethren Leon Roberts who I KNOW is a team player. This is a man who is loyal and will not turn on his partners unless they turn into fucking idiots like Jake Titan did. However, that said, I know that he isn’t going to pull any shenanigans during this match. The fourth member of the team, however, I am a bit concerned about. Level One, I HOPE your head is in this match. I really do because from what I’ve seen in recent weeks your head isn’t into this business like it was. You went and tried to sell your World Championship belt on Ebay. You then tried to pawn it off on CJ Gates which was a mistake. You then got Amy Zing to talk…oh wait, that doesn’t count since she still had a dick in her mouth when she was doing it. In any event you have been acting strangely and I don’t want you to fuck this up for this team. YOU are the wild card, Level One. Everyone else on this team is on a mission to kick ass while you’re too busy trying to have a fucking yard sale for your championship belts and various other wrestling trophies. Get your head in the game because IF you mess this up for our team I’ll kick your ass just as soon as I will our opponents and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it.
Michael angrily points his finger at the camera.
Jennings: You fuck this up, YOU’RE A DEAD MAN!
At this point he brings his hand back down before getting himself composed before finally addressing his opponents in the match.
Jennings: Now I’m going to address to my opponents next. I’m going to start to with my opponent from last week and work my way down. First up is A.C. Smith, the current APW Xtreme Champion. The same man who lost to me in a non-title match last week because he was too scared to put the belt on the line against APW’s toughest son of a bitch. And you found that out first hand last week, Smith. I beat your ass just like I said I would and I would be holding your championship belt right now if you would have put it on the line. Actually I take that back. If Alexander Duvall had made it a championship match your belt would be mine but as I said last week and it’s a well-known fact that APW management wants me nowhere near any championships because I’m too much of a rebel for them. I’m out of control not some brown nosing yes man who will do whatever they tell you to do like you are. YOU are the epitome of what they are looking for in a champion here in APW. Clean cut, good with the media, fan friendly, and good for advertising. That’s the reality of the situation, Smith. All they care about is money and advertisements. Look at me for instance. Do I fit the mold of what advertisers would want? Hell no. I speak my mind, I’m out of control, and a violent sociopath that some people think compare to the world’s most soulless and evil serial killers. That’s why I’m not even in the fucking title picture despite the fact that I’ve been kicking ass both in and out of the ring since I’ve been here. That’s what I do. I’m the top Asskicker last week when I kicked your ass all over the ring. Expect the same thing to happen this week in this match. None of your partners will be able to stop my cycle of destruction from continuing.
The next victim this week is a man named Nick Watson. Watson, I’ve faced you before too Mr. Hollywood. You’re just another fame junkie attention whore who is in this business to get his mug all over the television and media circuits by returning to the wrestling business. You also ran off SCARED like a coward before you left. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A COWARD! A man who ran off like coward scared of his own shadow. Deep down in you’re the darkest parts of your psyche you still are that little scared boy who ran away from the business after you first arrived in APW. I feel that you’re still dealing with your issues of dealing with your darkest fears on a public stage. I plan on preying on your fears this week, Watson. When you first were breaking into this business you got cocky and arrogant which tells me a lot. You’re a fame junkie piece of garbage and I plan on putting you into the garbage can where you belong with the rest of the trash in this industry. If you step into the ring with me this week I will beat the shit out of your primadonna diva ass and give you a nice long hospital stay in Hollywood where you belong.
The third victim in this match is a man by the name of C.J. Gates. Now this is the most intriguing person on this team to me because he is the only one on the team that I have not stepped into the ring with this month. Now as usual with opponents I haven’t met before I build a psychological profile on them to see what makes them tick. Looking over your background I found a few interesting things. Firstly you grew up the son of an oil and financial tycoon. So sad to find out that you’re yet another wrestler in a long line of wrestlers who grew up with money that have infested this industry like a disease. The only reason I got any money was because of my uncle passing away about three months ago but I don’t act like it. I only bought a house and made a few small investments. THAT’S IT. Now you on the other hand you have bragged in the past about being able to buy the Empire State Building multiple times in the past which shows me you have a massive ego. You might come across as a charismatic good guy with all the flashy moves that the fans like and a wrestler the fans can look up to deep down you are nothing more than an egomaniacal diva. You have been able to back it up in the ring with your lengthy list of accomplishments. You are a former APW Undisputed Champion and a former APW Tag Team Champion. You also have had major success in APW Survive and Conquer, CWC Ascension Tournaments, and Experts Extreme Tournament events as well as being the top superstar in APW in the year 2011. I was here back then and you were the best of the best. I admit that but what pisses me off is guys like Billy Pepsi and Yarmouth Blade got all the attention yet I was overlooked. I was a regular in APW’s Most Wanted and rarely was ranked below fifteenth on that list yet everyone forgot about that. Oh let’s focus on Pepsi and Yarmouth who I shot past in pecking order in record time. Nobody gave me an respect and the fact that you’ve gotten as many accolades as you have I’m going to make them respect me by kicking your ass. That’s all there is to it. If I beat the great C.J. Gates in the center of the ring then maybe everyone around here will realize that I’m not fucking around. Gates, I look forward to beating the crap out of you in this match and beating some respect into you.
And the final victim in this match is the piece of human trash known as Biggs.
His facial expression becomes full of hate as he snarls at the camera. It’s a noticeable change from how he was before he brought up Biggs’ name. He seems to have a genuine dislike for Biggs even more than he has for the other three wrestlers on the opposing team. After a few moments of glaring angrily at the camera he begins to address the fourth man he is facing in the match.
Jennings: Biggs is a man running scared…
So scared in fact that he didn’t show his face last week. This week however he has returned from all of that head trauma I inflicted upon him. That’s what he gets. Biggs along with everybody else haven’t seem to have figured out yet that I’m a man of my word. When I say I’m going to do something, I FUCKING DO IT. It’s that simple. But yet Biggs didn’t believe me when I said I’d kick his ass until I went out there and did it. On that same show Biggs my own girlfriend Paxar Vega didn’t believe me when I said that if I saw you backstage before the match then I would kick your ass and sure enough when we crossed paths I gave you that head trauma that kept you out of action last week. Expect more of the same this week when we step into the ring one more time. Now I know what you’re thinking, Spaceman. There’s NO WAY this maniac is going to try and injure me…
Well wake up from your space walk and get back to this reality because I’m not only going to try and end your career…
He takes a chug from his whiskey bottle to finish it up. Once he’s finished Michael smashes it against the wall. After he throws the bottle against the wall, pieces of glass shatter all over the place on the ground where he is standing at. He then bends over and picks up a large piece of the beer bottle before motioning it in a threatening manner toward the camera.
Jennings: But I’m going to carve out your soul.
After saying this Michael tosses down the piece of glass before pointing at his eyes as he now has a wild, savage look on his face again.
Jennings: Look at this face, Biggs. Look into these eyes…
He points to his eyes briefly before continuing.
Jennings: The eyes of a sociopath, a man who has no fear of you or anybody else in this industry. Look into the eyes of someone who is filled with nothing but darkness and hate. The blackest eyes, the Devil’s eyes and when you face me you will be facing the embodiment of the Devil on Earth at least when it comes to inside of a wrestling ring. Now to put this in perspective and use an example that even you can understand. Yesterday when I was walking around Vienna some kid came up to me and asked me if I was the boogeyman. This made a bit puzzled so I asked him why he thought that and his response was that I reminded him of Michael Myers from the Halloween horror movie series which made me smile since I LOVE the Halloween movies. However it did make me be stunned with amazement that some kid in a country I don’t even live in can figure me out before the adults in this industry can. A KID! A kid figured me out when some wrestlers around this industry still don’t get it.
I’m not some egomaniac who doesn’t care about the fans. I’m not some guy who changed because I never did change. I always was an out of control maniac that did whatever the hell he wanted. Doesn’t matter what situation I’m in, I just do and say whatever the hell I want to whenever I the hell I want to. It’s that simple yet people just don’t get it. They have some warped view on me because of hearsay and gossip from outside sources which basically makes them look like fools. Shows me that they don’t do thorough research and instead just decide to run their mouths about me without realizing what they’re dealing with. I keep saying I’m a heartless, soulless monster in the ring and people keep brushing it off as a joke. Well now it’s my turn. Starting with you Biggs I’m going to go out of my way to hurt my opponents. That goes for your partners too. You call yourself Spaceman when really you’re just another victim of mine who’s about to become extinct.
Now let me make this perfectly clear, Biggs. I’m not doing this because I don’t like you. In fact I like you a lot more than I like most of the wrestlers in the back. But because of the fact that you decided to talk crap me made you the number one most wanted on my hit list. It moved you straight to the top when you weren’t even on my radar before you started talking shit. Now let me tell you something, Biggs. And I want you to listen real good. You talked shit about me and when I see you in the ring I will fucking kill you Biggs! I WILL DESTROY YOU! I will shatter your body into a thousand pieces like a broken piece of glass. I will mess with your mind to the point where you literally become your nickname. You will become just another wandering, babbling fool wandering around through space looking for the phone to call home. All that brain trauma I gave you the first time you opened your mouth will be made even worse when I target your head when we face off in the ring. If you’re foolish enough to put a target on your injury then you deserve a prolonged hospital stay for having too much pride and zero common sense.
I know that sounds a bit harsh but it’s true. In fact a lack of common sense has been a common theme that I’ve noticed in this industry since I’ve returned. And it’s that lack of common sense that I fully plan on using to my advantage. I have it all figured out, Biggs. You’re one of these fools in this business who has more guts than brains. That was very apparent to me when I gave you that head trauma before you tried to go out to the ring like Sir Galahad to save the day before the referees and doctors made you go to the back before you hurt yourself. But you kept wanting to fight. You had to be escorted to the back by security because you were too STUPID to listen to reason. That is what will be your downfall against me, Biggs. I’m a very intelligent man which makes me extremely dangerous given my violent tendencies and knowledge of submission holds. I may be a second generation wrestler but I earned my spot in this industry the hard way. It just wasn’t handed to me like some others have had. I worked my way from the bottom and proven that I am a hard working wrestler which also makes me dangerous for the reason I just stated. I will not stop until you are destroyed, Biggs. I’m the Terminator and you’re John Conner. My mission is to terminate you and I will not eat, sleep, or abandon that mission until it is accomplished. Right now kicking your ass is my mission. This isn’t about titles, contendership, or any bullshit like that. This is about me kicking your ass for running your mouth. That’s the bottom line about this. This is just over a difference of philosophies and opinions.
You’re a crusader for justice and I’m a rebel out to create as much chaos as possible. It’s like the lyrics in the Fear Factory song Powershifter. In the song it goes “Always question authority, control my own destiny.” That sums me perfectly and judging by what my career has been like thus far I’m on a mission to create my own destiny in this business. I’m not following anyone’s footsteps or trying to be someone else. I’m not out to be the second coming of my father in the industry or anybody else in my family for that matter. I’m only here to be the first Michael Jennings and Biggs, destroying your mind, body, and soul is just me fulfilling my destiny. I will expose you and force your demise…
Michael then walks off screen with a psychotic look on his face as the scene fades out.
