Post by Link on Dec 22, 2008 22:59:04 GMT -4
People are indoors. Why would they be outside? It's cold and wet in most cities. Now is the time to be with your family. But what if you don't have a family? What would you do? Would you still be indoors? What would you do if you had nowhere to go and no one to see on Thanksgiving or Christmas? What if the season to be jolly simply reminded you about what you don't have or what you've lost? Is it cruel to exploit these people? Is it wrong to use people for your own selfish means if they are getting something in return?
What makes us do the things we do? Or say the things we say? You could argue that we’ve evolved from the state of survival mode and entered a new age. An age where we do things simply to “feel good.” We want things, and we want them when we want them no matter who we have to step on to get there. Feelings and the safety of others are oft neglected when even doing the simple task of going shopping.
So when we have nothing when all we seek is our basic needs, we are at the core of who we are and who we should be. When we’ve got nothing to lose and nothing to fear, it is then that we are the happiest and the most invincible. The street walkers who know more about your precious city should be praised, not the begger, or the thief, but the street walker who goes undetected or in peace. But you self righteous and “say-gooders” can go fuck yourselves. You judge with your eyes and with your “charity”. What do you do to help the innocent and the lost? Do you create “awereness” do you donate to the cause that best suites what you determine as the most pathetic? Keep your quarters and keep your comments to yourselves because they are ignorant and hateful. Do you want to understand? Do you want true knowledge? Walk among the weak, take a day to step in the shoes of thine enemy. To know is to become. To give your opinion is just to show your cards, show how ignorant you really are.
Level-One, my opinionated nemesis, how long will you walk in the shadow of truth, only glimpsing at a piece of the puzzle rather than looking it directly in the face? When will you step out of your comfortable shell to experience the world the way someone else does? The world doesn’t need your pity, the world doesn’t need your charity. The world needs people like you to realize they are just as fucked up as the rest of us, so get in line, its time to change. Its time to open your eyes. It’s time for enlightenment.
What makes us do the things we do? Or say the things we say? You could argue that we’ve evolved from the state of survival mode and entered a new age. An age where we do things simply to “feel good.” We want things, and we want them when we want them no matter who we have to step on to get there. Feelings and the safety of others are oft neglected when even doing the simple task of going shopping.
So when we have nothing when all we seek is our basic needs, we are at the core of who we are and who we should be. When we’ve got nothing to lose and nothing to fear, it is then that we are the happiest and the most invincible. The street walkers who know more about your precious city should be praised, not the begger, or the thief, but the street walker who goes undetected or in peace. But you self righteous and “say-gooders” can go fuck yourselves. You judge with your eyes and with your “charity”. What do you do to help the innocent and the lost? Do you create “awereness” do you donate to the cause that best suites what you determine as the most pathetic? Keep your quarters and keep your comments to yourselves because they are ignorant and hateful. Do you want to understand? Do you want true knowledge? Walk among the weak, take a day to step in the shoes of thine enemy. To know is to become. To give your opinion is just to show your cards, show how ignorant you really are.
Level-One, my opinionated nemesis, how long will you walk in the shadow of truth, only glimpsing at a piece of the puzzle rather than looking it directly in the face? When will you step out of your comfortable shell to experience the world the way someone else does? The world doesn’t need your pity, the world doesn’t need your charity. The world needs people like you to realize they are just as fucked up as the rest of us, so get in line, its time to change. Its time to open your eyes. It’s time for enlightenment.
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Link: When the world leaves you no options, people tend to get creative. I’ve got nowhere to go, no family to love, no friends to laugh so I figured why don’t I through my own party and invite the people I spend the most time with, the APW ROSTER!
Fades
Inside a large and crowded room APW members, crew and roster move around eating, drinking, dancing, laughing and reminiscing about the year’s events. Some people are talking about their favorite matches and people they look forward to fighting. Some are playing games like cards or pin the tail on the douchebag feauturing the image of Dr. Phate. Laughter and joy can be heard from every corner of the room. Everyone is in character. And by everyone, I mean all the homeless people that Link paid to pretend to be a member of the APW roster wearing masks of particular wrestlers…
Michael Lively: HOLY SHIT!
Silence stirs the crowd.
Michael Lively: I just took a holy shit, haha, get it! I am the Jesus!
Most of the APW roster rolls their eyes and goes back to whatever they were doing with the party. “Lively” laughs to himself and goes over to talk to “Twister”. While Dr. Matt stumbles around bragging to the APW roster about his talents.
Dr. Matt: You lisn’ here mista, I’m the biggest drinka APW has evr seen! Oh fuck me? Fuck you bro, I’m a doctor okay! I don’t care if I got my degree online, it’s a degree. I printed it out and evryting! Where’s Sabur and his Lil’ Dick. Just wait till I get my hands around them, I will never let go.
Link standing at the far end of the room watches his APW associates with a huge smile on his face. The DJ begins playing Of Montreal – The Party’s Crashing Us (For the curious ) and everyone begins to dance. Carl Cage, who is in a cage, starts going nuts when he hears the song. Julian Bale tries talking to him.
Twister: Hey man, where’s Jason Royce?! Where’s your buddy. Anyone know where Jason is?
Lively: Yeah, I just got off the phone him, he’s lost, I told him to go south on the 5.
Dr. Matt: But you have to go north to get here…
Lively: The JESUS is NEVER wrong.
Twister: I’m actually quite positive you have to go North to get here.
Julian Bale and a few other APW folk nod in agreement.
Lively: …The Jesus…is…
The Hardcore Kid (clearly hammered): Who fucking cares? That guy annoys the SHIT out of me. Woo. I’m so glad I went solo. Have fun with THAT Carl Cage, in a cage. Haha. I mean, that bitch would actually say l.o.l in conversation. It’s like, talk normal motha fucka, this isn’t the internet!
Out from another room “Trevor Blackwell” enters with a huge smile on his face and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.
Trevor: Guess who just got laid?!
Lively: THE JESUS!
Trevor: No asshole, I did. Yours truly, the Ratings Killer, has just had a threesome!
The whole party cheers in support of Trevor’s new accomplishment. Out from the room trots the other members of the threesome. Two dogs wearing Tabitha and Kristina masks come out and sit by Trevor.
Tabitha Dog: Woof! Woof!
Trevor: Damn girl, you want some more? Ol’ Trevor needs a break, I think my dick is numb!
Kristina Dog: Woof! Woof! Woof!
Trevor: Ah come on, don’t start that now. There is plenty of me to go around for the both of you. What’s that girl? Oh alright. But no peeing this time okay?
Trevor and the dogs go back into the room and shut the door behind them.
Lively: The Jesus says bestiality is a sin!
Suddenly the lights all go out and a familiar song is heard. As the lights come back on Level One is standing in the middle of the room with his arms up in the air.
Level One: LEVEL ONE IS HERE! I know this party was probably shit before I got here, but don’t worry Level One is here now. You see, I’m a much better partier than anyone here. Hell, Jeff told me personally. He said “One, you are a much better partier than anyone here”. Sorry I’m late I had like 4 other company parties to go to.
Everyone stands in silence and a look of disappointment is painted across the face of all the superstars. The only thing breaking the silence is the distant sound of barking.
Level-One: What’s up? Where’s the drink?
Twister: Hey Level One, what’s going on man? You’ve got a match with Link at Christmas Chaos right?
Level-One: Shit man, I’ve got about 99 problems right now. Let me tell you…
Twister: Well I really only care about your match with Link…
Level-One: You see, Brian is trying to restart this fight club…
*45 minutes later*
Level-One: What did you ask me?
Streets Wilson: I..uh..I didn’t ask you anything. Twister just asked me to stand here, while he carved his brain out with a toothpick through his ear.
Level-One: You’re welcome for the advice.
Streets: huh?
Lively: The Jesus thinks you are overrated and I will be the first to be victorious over you! THE Jesus has spoken!
Level: I don’t believe in God.
Lively: The Jesus doesn't understand?
Suddenly and without any explanation “Michael Lively” disappears into thin air.
Level One: When I say something, it’s the gospel truth. I’m the best! Did you hear that APW?! I’m the best! Why aren’t you all listening to me?! Where did…
Level-One looks around and the party is gone. Carl Cage, out of the cage. Twister, blown away, Dr. Matt, sobered up and driven home. The Jesus has forsaken this party. Even Jason Royce gave up on finding it. No one cares anymore. No one is having any fun. No one remains but Link at the far end of the room still smiling. A door swings open and Trevor Blackwell, now shirtless and wearing large cleaning gloves pokes his head out.
Trevor: Hey Level One, you want to get in on this?
Fades
Link: I suppose the time for fun and games are over.
Danielle: Yeah, I’d say so.
Link: You want me dead right? And what about you and your life?
Danielle: You’ve taken everything away from me, what the hell kind of a life can I live now?!
Link: There is life after love?
Danielle: How the hell would you know anything about love, you heartless bastard.
Link: I know more than you could imagine. But for what it’s worth, I want you to be vindicated. I have a gun with one bullet remaining. I also have this pill, its painless and its quick.
Danielle sits there, in pain, tied up, bloodied and dirty. She has closes her eyes and tries not to cry.
Danielle: Give me the pill.
Link walks over to her and puts the pill in her mouth. She swallows. (As she should) And looks up back at him.
Danielle: You are a coward you know that. I know I’m dead, and you are going to just go on terrorizing people, weak and innocent people. You sick fuck. Its fucking Christmas time!
Link: You know, you are right about one thing. I am sick. You aren’t the first person I’ve kidnapped. Ha, hell you aren’t even the 2nd person. I’ve kidnapped about five people now. One ended up as my lover, one my savior and you, well you, will be the one to kill me. You will finally get what you’ve been craving.
Danielle: What…
Link walks over to her and unties her, she moves violently for a moment and then realizes Links honesty. He hands her the gun and she looks quizzically at him. She finally raises the gun and her face turns into an angry frown.
Danielle: Fuck you Link!
Link: I’m sor…
BANG. The shot is quick and accurate. The force pushes Link back against the wall and then down onto the floor to lie in a pool of blood. Danielle holding her breath this whole time finally lets up and sighs. She laughs, cries, and then passes out, and falls to her death.
Fades
Link: Wow. I just finished watching that opus you created for me Level One and all I can say is wow. They say that its all about quality over quantity, so that’s exactly what I’m going to give you, I’m not going to talk endlessly about shit that isn’t relevant. Hell, I’m not going to even dig up your history and tell you why you failed in certain feuds and why you succeeded. At the end of the day we are all responsible for our own actions. I will be the first to admit my past is not clean and perfect, but like you do best, you project onto other people. You ignore your own flaws and history while I welcome them with open arms. You see my history is like map and it shows me where I’ve been and where I’m going. I find it ironic that you feel I’m wasting your time, but when the hell did I EVER ask to fight you, I’ll tell you when. NEVER. I never wanted to face you in EWC and I certainly never had a thought of facing you here. Not because I’m scared, or because you remind me of what I “could” be but for one very simple reason. I DON’T CARE. When EWC was up in arms about the “match of the year” featuring Shady and One, I was sleeping. I was drinking, I was probably writing my two weeks notice. I jumped ship a long time ago, because as I said before, I have something you lack, vision. I saw that company as a dead entity and a waste of my time, so I came somewhere where I had a friend. It’s a sad turn events that my closest friend has turned into my biggest foe, but that’s happens sometimes. Why did you come here Level One? Why do you go anywhere you go? I mean, you’ve been in more feds, than I’ve had matches. Is it because you are a poison to federations? Do you suck the joy and the pleasure out of them, like you do with my time when you promo?
Link: It’s the end of the year and its award and list making time. Being the kind of person who gets massive boners from recognition and titles you should get a huge kick out of this because you’ve won the most awards in my book. Most Overrated – Level one. Most irreverent – Level One. Most Who the Fuck Cares Debut – Level One. Biggest Bitch – Okay that one goes to Trevor Blackwell, but seriously, you stroke your ego more than Sabur strokes his dick, again, that’s a lot. As I sat around thinking about our match and the state of APW I wondered why Michael Lively doesn’t annoy me as much as you do. You both talk about yourselves and how great you are more than anyone else in the world and then it hit me. You don’t just believe it but you actually think other people buy into it as well. Do you think anyone buys into the fact that you are as good as you think you are? If they did how come you haven’t had that World Title Shot? I mean, Jeff knows who you are, what else do you have to prove to him? If the “millions” of your fans are up in arms over you not getting your title shot, why wasn’t there an uproar when you weren’t put in the main event, and moreover why do fans, associates and wrestlers a like skim over everything you have to say when you are on camera? You go on and on repeating yourself and making the same outlandish claims. I swear, I had déjà vu when you were making your last promo. Did you just copy and paste? Figuratively speaking of course.
Link: PAY attention Level One. I used Retribution Inc. Not for fame but for money. Yes, I sold out. I needed BDC to finance my shenanigans and that’s exactly what he did. I don’t need anyone to help me get to the top and I certainly don’t need you. I’ve been there. I’ve done that. I’m not here for my own glorification. That’s masturbation Level One. And I’m a pimp. Pimps don’t need to masterbate. You see, if I wanted the World Title it would just come to me. I haven’t asked for a title shot in over 10 years. But yet I get them Why? Because naturally I’m great. As you know, I am enlightened. But you don’t want that do you. You rather complain and complain and complain until the entire APW roster wants you to get your title shot just so you can shut the fuck up. But you know what Level One. I’m not going to let you do that. I’m not going to let you ruin another great federation. That’s right. You are the poison. Lets see here. Level one comes to EWC, Level One starts getting attention, EWC falls apart. I wonder what I would find if I looked into the countless feds you wrestled at before. I’m here to fix this place not destroy it. I’m not going to let you fuck this place over with your high maintenance attention grabbing antics.
Link: You should be glad, I’m no longer a kidnapper. As of an hour ago, she died. And I didn’t do it to kill her. You see, I gave her what she wanted, that’s what I do. I gave the homeless food and drink, as long as they were my puppets. I gave that woman revenge and death. You see Level-One you don’t realize that I make dreams come true. While you try to tear them down. Try complaining some more, that’s what you are good at, you might be able to succeed. What do you want? Is it the world title? Well I’ve already told you that you aren’t going to be having that. Name something else and I’ll give it to you. How about competition? You think APW is beneath you and worthless but yet you seek its most prestigious title, why? Do you want to be king of the idiots? To me it would seem that if you truly believed you were so great, you’d go somewhere where you were challenged. AH! Another FALLACY in Level Ones thinking. You see I think you just might realize you aren’t so special after all. I think you also realize that I’m not a wasted never was, I am a legend. I don’t need titles, or accolades, I know I am a legend, and what I do each and every week may or may not validate that, but this week, you can bet your last fucking quarter that I will show you why I’m a legend. You better hope Jeff saves your ass and tries to fuck me over, AGAIN or else there won’t be any level for anyone to play. “I’m sorry to inform you Crazy Man, but your match with Level One won’t be taking place. You see he put his foot in his mouth so Link put his foot in Level Ones ass and we can’t get it out”.
Link: Level One, I’m better than you, and I didn’t need to prove it in EWC and I don’t need to prove it here but as you’ve been created as another loop and another obstacle for me to tackle while Jeff keeps me away from power and the world title, which belongs to ME, not you, I will oblige. I will take pleasure in showing APW that you are weak and that everything you’ve said up until now is a joke. You aren’t going to change things, you aren’t worth the shit that comes out of your mouth. Go ahead and bash Julian or any other new member. Go ahead and attack the undercard. Level One, I don’t jump the gun, I am ahead of the gun. I’m making my own curve. While you just seem to trot behind. You constantly compare myself to you, but shouldn’t it be the other way around. I’m starting to think you are the one obsessed with me. I believe you followed me to EWC and its clear you’ve followed me here to APW. You see APW as a chance to solidify your so called legacy. You think this place will allow you to just take it easy and still dominate. You are wrong. I will beat you. And if you want more, I’ll beat you again. Then Lively will take care of you, then Dr. Matt, and hell, maybe even Blackwell. You can name drop all you want people from EWC, but that’s the past and the sooner you realize it the better. We are in APW, and fuck what we did last week or last year. We are in the here and now. And now, I’m going to kick your ass Level One.
Link: Enjoy yourself.
Link: It’s the end of the year and its award and list making time. Being the kind of person who gets massive boners from recognition and titles you should get a huge kick out of this because you’ve won the most awards in my book. Most Overrated – Level one. Most irreverent – Level One. Most Who the Fuck Cares Debut – Level One. Biggest Bitch – Okay that one goes to Trevor Blackwell, but seriously, you stroke your ego more than Sabur strokes his dick, again, that’s a lot. As I sat around thinking about our match and the state of APW I wondered why Michael Lively doesn’t annoy me as much as you do. You both talk about yourselves and how great you are more than anyone else in the world and then it hit me. You don’t just believe it but you actually think other people buy into it as well. Do you think anyone buys into the fact that you are as good as you think you are? If they did how come you haven’t had that World Title Shot? I mean, Jeff knows who you are, what else do you have to prove to him? If the “millions” of your fans are up in arms over you not getting your title shot, why wasn’t there an uproar when you weren’t put in the main event, and moreover why do fans, associates and wrestlers a like skim over everything you have to say when you are on camera? You go on and on repeating yourself and making the same outlandish claims. I swear, I had déjà vu when you were making your last promo. Did you just copy and paste? Figuratively speaking of course.
Link: PAY attention Level One. I used Retribution Inc. Not for fame but for money. Yes, I sold out. I needed BDC to finance my shenanigans and that’s exactly what he did. I don’t need anyone to help me get to the top and I certainly don’t need you. I’ve been there. I’ve done that. I’m not here for my own glorification. That’s masturbation Level One. And I’m a pimp. Pimps don’t need to masterbate. You see, if I wanted the World Title it would just come to me. I haven’t asked for a title shot in over 10 years. But yet I get them Why? Because naturally I’m great. As you know, I am enlightened. But you don’t want that do you. You rather complain and complain and complain until the entire APW roster wants you to get your title shot just so you can shut the fuck up. But you know what Level One. I’m not going to let you do that. I’m not going to let you ruin another great federation. That’s right. You are the poison. Lets see here. Level one comes to EWC, Level One starts getting attention, EWC falls apart. I wonder what I would find if I looked into the countless feds you wrestled at before. I’m here to fix this place not destroy it. I’m not going to let you fuck this place over with your high maintenance attention grabbing antics.
Link: You should be glad, I’m no longer a kidnapper. As of an hour ago, she died. And I didn’t do it to kill her. You see, I gave her what she wanted, that’s what I do. I gave the homeless food and drink, as long as they were my puppets. I gave that woman revenge and death. You see Level-One you don’t realize that I make dreams come true. While you try to tear them down. Try complaining some more, that’s what you are good at, you might be able to succeed. What do you want? Is it the world title? Well I’ve already told you that you aren’t going to be having that. Name something else and I’ll give it to you. How about competition? You think APW is beneath you and worthless but yet you seek its most prestigious title, why? Do you want to be king of the idiots? To me it would seem that if you truly believed you were so great, you’d go somewhere where you were challenged. AH! Another FALLACY in Level Ones thinking. You see I think you just might realize you aren’t so special after all. I think you also realize that I’m not a wasted never was, I am a legend. I don’t need titles, or accolades, I know I am a legend, and what I do each and every week may or may not validate that, but this week, you can bet your last fucking quarter that I will show you why I’m a legend. You better hope Jeff saves your ass and tries to fuck me over, AGAIN or else there won’t be any level for anyone to play. “I’m sorry to inform you Crazy Man, but your match with Level One won’t be taking place. You see he put his foot in his mouth so Link put his foot in Level Ones ass and we can’t get it out”.
Link: Level One, I’m better than you, and I didn’t need to prove it in EWC and I don’t need to prove it here but as you’ve been created as another loop and another obstacle for me to tackle while Jeff keeps me away from power and the world title, which belongs to ME, not you, I will oblige. I will take pleasure in showing APW that you are weak and that everything you’ve said up until now is a joke. You aren’t going to change things, you aren’t worth the shit that comes out of your mouth. Go ahead and bash Julian or any other new member. Go ahead and attack the undercard. Level One, I don’t jump the gun, I am ahead of the gun. I’m making my own curve. While you just seem to trot behind. You constantly compare myself to you, but shouldn’t it be the other way around. I’m starting to think you are the one obsessed with me. I believe you followed me to EWC and its clear you’ve followed me here to APW. You see APW as a chance to solidify your so called legacy. You think this place will allow you to just take it easy and still dominate. You are wrong. I will beat you. And if you want more, I’ll beat you again. Then Lively will take care of you, then Dr. Matt, and hell, maybe even Blackwell. You can name drop all you want people from EWC, but that’s the past and the sooner you realize it the better. We are in APW, and fuck what we did last week or last year. We are in the here and now. And now, I’m going to kick your ass Level One.
Link: Enjoy yourself.
