Post by T-Marv on Mar 23, 2011 17:10:34 GMT -4
Man, you suck!
Terry Marvin: "Thanks, that helps a lot."
The scene slowly fades in on Corner booth in a restaurant somewhere in Las Vegas. "The Real Show" Terry Marvin sits by himself eating what appears to be a giant steak. The place is filled with lovers enjoying a nice date, and families dining happily together. Terry just scowls as he eats quietly to himself.
Look around Terry, everybody in this restaurant has somebody. Everybody, that is, except for you. You're a sad lonely excuse for a human being. And the one woman who could STAND to be around you for more than 10 minutes was just driven out the door by your oh so honorable people skills.
Terry ignores that persistent little voice in his head that he's been putting up with for the last couple weeks.
I mean, it's bad enough that you can't finish out a DAMN match to save your life. It's not bad enough that 3 out of the 4 competitors you're facing at Rastlemania have beaten you AT LEAST ONCE. But here you sit, all alone, without a friend in the world.
Terry Marvin: "Without a friend in the world? I have more friends than I can count thank you very much."
Yeah...Let me count the number of times this week I had to put up with your annoyingly emo ass sitting alone in one of these places with that sappy "woe is me" looks on your face. And then there's your "Master" Ryan Ruckus and boy toy AJ King...the Contourage. Do you really call those people your friends? Where are they?
Terry Marvin: "Hey, the three of us have hung out a vast majority of this week."
Hung out? If by "hung out" you mean that you sparred and trained together, then okay....but that's still not hanging out. You keep them at an arms length, just like you keep everybody in your life. Just look at Rachelle...
Terry Marvin: "SHUT UP!"
All she wanted to do was have a nice date with you, but you put your wrestling career ahead of her. The sad thing, is that it got you NO WHERE. You still got your ass kicked against Biggs and have no title to show for it. And now...no girlfriend to show for it either.
Terry Marvin: "Hey...I did that because of you, because you told me that I needed to get focused."
And since when have you started listening to me...dumbass.
Terry Marvin: "GAH!"
Terry catches, out of the corner of his eye, the waitress standing there with a confused look on her face as she stares at him. He comes to realize that she's been standing there the whole time watching as he talks to himself. He glares at her.
Terry Marvin: "Come on there Susie...just take a fucking picture already, it lasts longer."
Waitress: "Sorry sir...I just came to check on you to see if there's anything you needed."
Terry Marvin: "Oh, you came to see what I need eh? Well, let me tell you what I need. I need to get the fuck out of my head and stop obsessing over every little thing. I need the food I order to be prepared correctly and not burned like a hooker at noon in July on the Vegas Strip. And I need my nosey waitress to get the fuck away from me and do her damn job by getting me another fucking drink! Think you can handle that toots?"
The waitress runs off crying as Terry just shakes his head and lets out a loud sigh.
Wow, you sure have a way with the ladies. First Rachelle, now this?
Terry Marvin: "You know what? I ditched Rachelle to concentrate on my wrestling. But I found that not looking over at ringside and seeing her there cheering me on, was more of a distraction than she was. Her not being there, me knowing that she wasn't going to be there, and knowing that I blew my shot with her is causing me to lose my focus more than ANYTHING when she was still around."
Yeah? So what you gonna do about it then?
Terry Marvin: "Oh, I know EXACTLY what I'm going to do about it. I'm gonna get her back."
Oh, just like that then? You think it's that easy?
Terry Marvin: "You kidding me? Aside from the fact that I'm the most charismatic, most suave motherfucker this world has ever seen. If anybody can woo Rachelle back, it's me. She's about to see the most dazzling display of affection that this world has ever been privy to. You think Pretty Woman, 16 candles, and all those other 80's romantic comedies had super romantic "Guy Get's Girl Back" endings? You ain't seen nothing yet...It's Showtime!"
PLAN A - "You Complete Me"
The scene opens up in Rachelle Lodge's office. She is busy on a phone call, staring outside the window. When she hangs up the phone, she turns around to see Terry sitting in a chair across from her desk. She scowls at him.
Rachelle Lodge: "What the hell do you want?"
Terry Marvin: "Hello. Look, I just want a couple minutes of your time. Just, hear me out please?"
With a deep sigh, Rachelle finally nods in agreement to Terry's request. Terry clears his throat and stands up, looking her in the eye.
Terry Marvin: "I miss you Rachelle. I am absolutely miserable without you. It feels like there's a piece of me missing, a void that only you can feel. When it comes right down to it...I need you. Rachelle, you complete me!"
Terry looks to be putting on his best heartfelt face. Rachelle smiles at him and shakes her head.
Rachelle Lodge: "You had me at Hello!"
Terry Marvin: "Really?"
Her smile is replaced by a scowl.
Rachelle Lodge: "NO! Now get the fuck out of my office."
Terry Marvin: "But....but.... SHOW ME THE MONEY!"
FAIL!!!!
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PLAN B - "SAY ANYTHING"
The scene fades back in on an office building. We see Terry sneaking through the grass to the side of the building until he gets to the right window. He sees that the window is open and Holds a Boom Box over his head. He pushes play and "IN YOUR EYES" plays as he sways.
Terry Marvin: "Come on Rachelle, I need another chance."
Finally, somebody comes to the window and we see that it's an elderly man.
Old Dude: "Okay! I'll give you another chance!"
Terry Marvin: "Sorry, er...I got the wrong office."
Old Dude: "Come on, young whippersnapper...I haven't had good lovin in a long time."
Terry cringes and quickly pushes stop on the boom box and moves to the other side of the building. He pushes play and holds the boom box over his head as "What About Love" blares. In the open window we can see Rachelle looking down and seeing Terry. She shakes her head.
Rachelle Lodge: "Really? Just give it up already. GO HOME!"
She slams the window down, leaving Terry standing there all by himself.
Terry Marvin: "Well, that went well."
Terry goes to turn the boom box off but the controls are stuck. He tries to play with the volume. But it gets stuck on super high volume. Suddenly, all the office windows facing Terry open and a plethora of angry faces glare down at him.
Terry Marvin: "Hmmm... This isn't looking good for our hero!"
Suddenly, pencils, pens, and other assorted office equipment come flying at terry, including heavy paperweights, and even one CRT monitor. Terry manages to dodge them all and hide behind a tree. But he's not safe for long as Security comes from nowhere and chases him off the premises.
EPIC FAIL!!!!
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PLAN C - "When Terry met Rachelle"
The scene fades in on a small restaurant. Rachelle is sitting there eating alone when a figure sits down across from her. She rolls her eyes, sensing who it is. She looks up and sees Terry sitting there smiling?
Terry Marvin: "Look, I know your pissed, but I just want you to hear me out again. Please?"
She says nothing and just goes back to her food.
Terry Marvin: "I know you think I'm lying, but I'm being honest here. I really like you Rachelle."
Rachelle Lodge: "Those are pretty words, but their easy to fake."
Terry Marvin: "Come on, wouldn't you know if it was fake?"
She looks at him suspiciously.
Terry Marvin: "I've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you. "
Rachelle Lodge: "What?"
Terry Marvin: "I love you "
Rachelle Lodge: "How do you expect me to respond to this?."
Terry Marvin: "How about, you love me too."
Rachelle Lodge: "How about, I'm leaving."
She goes to leave and he stops her.
Terry Marvin: "Wait, perhaps that was too strong. Look, I'm just asking for a shot here. What do you say?"
She thinks about it for a second, then goes completely overboard, shaking and gyrating.
Rachelle Lodge: "YES YES! OH MY GOD YES!"
She continues with the fake orgasm, going WAY over the top with it. The whole restaurant stops and stares at her.
Rachelle Lodge: "But seriously...NO!"
She gets up and leaves as the woman sitting in the next table over grabs her waiter.
WOMAN: "I'll have what she's having!"
ORGASMIC FAIL!!!!
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PLAN D - "Pretty Woman"
The scene fades back in on Rachelle's office building. Along the Street, we see a long stretch limousine pulling up. Terry is poking up out of the sun roof holding a rose and screaming.
Terry Marvin: "Vivian...er I man RACHELLE!!"
In her office, Rachelle looks outside the window. she see's what's going on and rolls her eyes. Terry gets out of the Limo and runs up to the building. He sees the fire escape and pulls down the ladder. He looks all the way up...
Terry Marvin: "You've gotta be kidding me?"
Terry climbs up the Fire escape very carefully like he doesn't want to fall. he gets so far up and just stops there. Rachelle comes out onto the balcony and looks down at him.
Rachelle Lodge: "What the hell are you doing?"
Terry Marvin: "Giving you the fairy tale...climbing up to the castle to rescue the princess."
He puts the rose in his mouth, climbs up one more set of stares and looks at her. She smiles and takes the rose out of his mouth.
Terry Marvin: "So, what happens after the prince rescues the princess?"
Rachelle Lodge: "She rescues him right back."
She smiles and leans in to kiss Terry. As she gets right to his lips, she stops and whispers to him.
Rachelle Lodge: "Or not!"
Terry Marvin: "What?"
Terry's eyes get wide as Rachelle puts a hand on his chest and shoves him backwards. He tries to catch his balance but can't. He falls backwards and rolls down a set of stares crashing at the bottom. She just smiles and goes back inside.
COLLOSAL FAIL!!!!
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PLAN E - "Time to stop with the Bullshit."
The scene fades in on a enclosed parking garage near Rachelle's building. We see Rachelle walking through a door towards her car. She pulls her keys from her purse and pushes the button on her key chain. We hear the loud unlocking beep coming from her car. She looks up and sees Terry leaning on her car. She lets out a loud sigh.
Rachelle Lodge: "Now, you've got to stop this. This is verging on stalking here."
Terry Marvin: "This is the last time, I promise."
Rachelle Lodge: "So what...you got a marching band coming by for you to sing your undying love for me?"
Terry thinks about that for a second, visibly upset that he didn't think of that.
Terry Marvin: "No...No games, no gimmicks...no cheesy movie scenes. Just 5 minutes...that's all I want."
Rachelle Lodge: "Fine, you've got 5 minutes."
She sits on the trunk of her car next to him. Terry takes a deep breath and looks at her.
Terry Marvin: "My life...my world revolves around being inside that wrestling ring. It's all I've EVER wanted to do...and it's the only thing I do well. I suck at relationships...which is why I do my best to stay away from them. I have a lot of one night stands and do whatever I can to distance myself from anyone and I'm careful not to get too close. I have to be careful not to fall for somebody real...not to fall for somebody with all the qualities I could ever want in somebody. It's my experience in the past that people like that cause nothing but distractions for me...nothing but distractions for my wrestling career. I've always tried to be careful of people like that....people like YOU!"
Rachelle looks at him, trying to show no emotion at all.
Terry Marvin: "You came along, and you were all I could think about. There wasn't a second in the day that you weren't on my mind. And it was a distraction, it was causing me to lose focus...or so I thought. But this week, with you not around, with the possibility of an us being gone...that was a much bigger distraction. That's when I realized it...I was hooked. You are the one thing I've tried to stay away from all my career...but staying away from you is killing me."
Rachelle goes to say something, but Terry stops her.
Terry Marvin: "Look, this isn't a plea to get you back. I've already messed up any shot I had with you, I know that. I hurt you, and I deeply regret that. Not just because it ruined any chance I had with you, and not just because I find myself alone again. But because you are a wonderful person who doesn't deserve to be put through what I put you through. I know we have to work together...and I hope someday that you can forgive me. But for now, I wish you nothing but the best. And again, I am very...truly...deeply sorry. Take care of yourself Rachelle."
With that, Terry smiles, nods and turns around. He begins to make his way out of the parking garage as the camera follows him. He puts his hands in his coat pockets and stares at the floor as he walks. We hear footsteps coming from behind him.
Rachelle Lodge: "HEY!"
Terry turns around just in time for Rachelle to throw her arms around him and give him a long passionate kiss. She then backs up and stares at him with a smile.
Rachelle Lodge: "Apology accepted. But if you ever hurt me again, I'll make your losing streak in the ring seem more like a joy ride after I rip your balls off and shove them down your throat. Kapish?"
Terry just nods as they embrace and walk off into the "Sunset". Except it's the middle of the night, so there really is no sunset, but you get what I mean.
GREAT SUCCESS
The scene fades in on a large living room. We see "The Real Show" Terry Marvin. He is sitting in front of his flat screen with a Play station controller in hand. He's playing some generic racing game, and in the corner of a screen there's an indicator that says he's in first place. Another indicator pops up that says he's on the final lap. Terry smiles knowing that there is no way in hell that he can lose this one. Suddenly a big red blinking box pops up that says "out of fuel" Terry panics as he can now see the finish line. He inches closer but his car stops JUST before the line and Terry is outraged! The other cars pass him and he loses the race. In a fit of rage, Terry throws the controller and it flies through the air, landing smack dab in the middle of the TV, shattering the screen. Terry looks on in shocks and just shakes his head.
Terry Marvin: "Well, that's the story of my APW career so far isn't it? The man who just CAN'T finish. The man who gives it all he's got, performs fantastically and then runs out of gas right at the last moment JUST as it looks as if he's got it all won! So far, I've been touted as the guy who gives it his all, who tries his best, and who pushes the competition to their limit. Wow, what an upstanding and wonderful thing to be called! I can't tell you how awesome it is to be the guy who's ALWAYS 'ALMOST GOOD ENOUGH.' And to those people who said all those nice things about me, I simply say....FUCK YOU!
I'm glad I earned the respect of all my fellow peers, I truly am. But I'm not here in APW to push people to their limit, I'm not here to give it all I got. Being here is about one thing and one thing only...GOLD! My previous accomplishments don't mean SHIT, and I'm tired of always getting the "runner up" or "also ran" title. It's like screwing a sheep...sure, it's something, but it's never quite satisfying....at least that's what I was told last week by Biggs... I gotta tell you that it was incredibly uncomfortable being in a ring with a guy who kept asking me to call him 'bo peep.' Anyways, I digress. There will be no more 'almost.' There will be no more 'close, but not quites.' This week, the name Terry Marvin will no longer stand for a good effort. This week, the name Terry Marvin will be synonymous with CHAMPION! This week I take my first taste of gold when I step in the ring with 3 other competitors...and of course Chris Cyrus.
This week, it's not about who can get lucky...something Ryan Ruckus is the KING of doing. It's not about who can get a fluke victory...something AJ King is quite the expert at. It's not about trying to prove that you can beat EVERYBODY like our boy Biggs. No..this week is about who can survive. This week is about who can outlast 4 other people and be the last man holding on to that championship belt. I'm sure people like Cyrus, Ruckus, King, and even Biggs can give you a laundry list of reasons why they'll be the one who will walk out of there with the title. But anything they say is simply filler! They're the appetizers and I'm the main course. They're the opening acts...but I'm THE REAL SHOW! And I've made a life...a career out of outlasting the odds and surviving, out of thriving in situations where I shouldn't succeed. And the fact that I've yet to close out a big match means ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! All it means is I've learned...I've learned what I've done wrong...I’ve learned what it takes to get to the point of victory and let it slip away. And after all those shots...I've learned what it's going to take to HOLD ON to that victory this time! This time, there will be no ALMOSTS! This time, it's MY TURN!"
Terry pauses for a second and turns the Television off. He stands up and turns around, facing the camera.
Terry Marvin: "Let's get on to one of my opponents. Usually in situations like this you start with the weakest threat and move up. However, since I'm starting with Chris Cyrus, that is exactly what I'll be doing. Chris Cyrus... the IWC star that thinks that he has the ability, the star power, the grace to come on up and join the big boys in APW...Wow, what a wakeup call you're about to receive aren't ya little boy? You are right about something...I'm NOT considering you a threat...but it's not just because you're on the IWC roster...it's because you're a nothing, a nobody, a has been that never was. I've spent the good majority of the week searching through wrestling archives for stories about you Chris...and do you know what I found? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. It's like you don't even exist, and that's just as well because you are obviously nothing more than a waste of space, and a JOKE of a name to be in this match.
That's not meant to be insulting Chris...well, okay it's DEFINATELY meant to be insulting...but it's also meant to be a testament to the names on this card. You're in that ring against not only one of the greatest Overdrive champions in the history of APW, but you're face to face to face with the group that is about to revolutionize the world of wrestling and turn APW upside down....CONTOURAGE! Chris, you're nothing more than a little fish in the shark tank. You're the grub that the other three of us are going to feed off of, destroy, then move on to bigger and better prey. I loved how excited you were to be a part of this match Chris...I love that enthusiasm. I love that energy. Because I get no greater feeling in my black black heart than watching that joy and exuberance RUSH out of a person's eyes when they realize that they're just NOT GOOD ENOUGH to be there, when they realize they're about to be COMPLETELY EMBARRASSED. And when I see that in your eyes Chris...don't be faced by the GIANT smile on my face...You won't be the first to see it, and you definitely won't be the last.
With all this talk about you not being good enough, about you not being worthy of this match Chris...don't think for one second that you're going to sneak up on me, that you're going to take me by surprise. I'm not the person who will EVER be caught looking the other way. I will not underestimate you. I will prepare for you like you're Sally Fucking Talfourd. I will prepare for you like I'm stepping in that ring with GOD himself...even though I'm really stepping in there with one of the Lepers. I am, however, excited to get in that ring with you Chris, as you're somebody that I've yet to go head to head against. And I look forward to sending you back to the MINOR LEAGUES crying like the little bitch that WE ALL KNOW YOU ARE. I do have good news for you Chris...your embarrassment won't last long...for it will take but a few mere minutes to disperse you so that the REAL TALENT can go ahead and battle it out. When that time comes...grab a beer, grab some popcorn, and just enjoy the show. Try not to think about the fact that you're the biggest FRAUD to ever step foot in an APW ring. Just hold on to that memory that you went toe to toe with Biggs when he had NO IDEA who he was facing, and was caught off guard. Perhaps cowardly strikes from nowhere is more your forte'...well, stick with what you're good at they always say! "
Terry smiles and walks on over to his bar and pours himself a drink.
Terry Marvin: "Chris Cyrus is a giant fucking JOKE...but this next opponent of mine is definitely not. This man is a member of Contourage, and a man I've done battle with multiple times. That man is AJ King. Now, a lot of people were surprised to see AJ and myself join forces given our storied past comprised of the two of us trying to beat the living hell out of each other. Come on people, I know you have to be smarter than that right? Um...right? Who's idea do you think it was to bring AJ into the group? Who do you think it was to step up to Ryan Ruckus and say...'look, this kid is tough and he's taken me to my limit every time we've stepped in the ring. He may be a punk ass at times, but his talent cannot be denied.' AJ King and I have a respect for each other. And let's just admit it...we love tearing each other to bits! We bring out the best in each other, and we love to push each other to the limits and beyond. That's why AJ is in Contourage!
As for this match, AJ and I will be pulling no punches. And don't get us wrong...we respect each other, we'll work well with each other. But that doesn't mean that on game day...I don't think he's an egotistical punk ass with delusions of grandeur. AJ my friend, we're giving your ass a shot here, so don't make us regret it. Don't bring the fool who dropped the ball in the 6 man tag match causing his team to lose. Don't be the bitch who stood by and did nothing while his team picked up the big L in his tag match last week. Be the man who went toe to toe with me, who showed me a new side of himself! If you don't AJ, you'll go the same rout of Chris Cassidy. You'll be a has been, forgotten as soon as his name leaves your lips. You'll be just like Chris Cyrus...a glorified spectator in this match. I will show no mercy on you and I will wipe the damn floor with you if given half the chance. In this match AJ...we are not friends, we are not buddies. I don't have your back unless it benefits me. It's every man for himself AJ, and I will not hesitate to exploit you like the weak ass bitch that I've seen you be. When we step in that ring AJ...you're just another stepping stone on my way to the Overdrive title.
That's what this match is all about, after all. Sure, I'm rooting for a Contourage victory here and I'll be happy if it's Ryan or you AJ...but I won't be satisfied. I won't be content unless the two of you are with the rest of the pack looking up at the true victor...THE REAL SHOW, Terry Marvin. There may be a KING in this match. There may be a spaceman in this match. There may be a Rucking Rock Star in this match. And there may be a bleeding Vagina or whatever the hell Cyrus is in this match. But there is only ONE GOD'S GIFT TO WRESTLING in the world, and you're all unfortunate enough that he's in this match. And for you AJ...that spells disaster."
Terry slams his drink down and pours himself another.
Terry Marvin: "Now, let me talk about one bad assed motherrucker who's been a rucking thorn in my rucking side since I started this rucking career here in APW. Unfortunately, I can't seem to remember his name right now...Oh yeah, RYAN RUCKUS! So Ryan, we did what we planned a few weeks ago and shocked the hell out of APW when we joined forces. Terry Marvin and Ryan Ruckus, the two biggest and fastest rising stars in APW. It's what people talked about for weeks, and weeks and weeks. But what exactly was it they talked about Ryan? Was it about Contourage and its lovable loser Terry Marvin? No, it was about Ryan Ruckus, the 2011 Survive and Conquer winner. It was about Ryan Ruckus, the leader of Contourage. It was about Ryan Ruckus, the man who has literally owned Terry Marvin since the first time he stepped foot in an APW ring. People can go on and on about how I'm always finding myself second best to Ryan Ruckus. Do you honestly think that it bothers me one bet that I'm looked at like Ryan Ruckus' little bitch?
YOU'RE GOD DAMN RIGHT IT PISSES ME OFF! I'm sick and fucking tired of walking around while people look at me and say 'Hey, it's that guy who Ryan beat for S&C.' 'Hey It's that guy who's in Ryan Ruckus group in APW.' 'Hey, it's that guy who can't hold a candle to Ryan Ruckus.' That shit is going to end RIGHT FUCKING NOW! After this week they'll be saying 'Hey, it's that guy who went through Ryan Ruckus and 3 other guys to WIN the overdrive championship at the GREATEST RASTLEMANIA EVER!' I'm sure you'll have differing opinions about it Ryan. I'm sure you'll be spouting off about how you have my number, and blah blah blah. And truth be told, for Contourage's sake, If it's not me walking away from this thing with the gold, I pray to God that it's you Ryan. I have that much respect for you. But I swear to god that as long as there is a breath in these lungs, that as long as there's a beat in this heart, and as long as there's still liquor in this liver...I will NOT fall short again to you Ryan. I CAN'T fall short to you again Ryan. I'm tired of being a joke, of being an afterthought. I'm THE GREATEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO WRESTLING and it's about God damn Time I acted like it! "
Terry slams down the other drink and stands up, staring head on into the camera with a smirk on his face.
Terry Marvin: "I guess that brings me to the man of the hour. That brings me to the man who has beaten all challengers, who has faced down contenders EACH AND EVERY single week to hold on to his Overdrive title. Biggs...I gotta say, you are definitely the odds on favorite to win this match. I mean, you've ALREADY beaten everyone in this match. You've already proven that you have what it takes to do anything humanly possible to get the Job done. Is there a champion's disadvantage in this match? You bet your sweet ass there is. Do I think that phases you at all? If you've got a single brain cell in that rotting head of yours, it DAMN SURE BETTER! I can't question your talent Biggs...you've proven that. I can't question you heart Biggs, as you've definitely proven that. But here's what I can question...Do you have the stamina, the staying power to go all the way Biggs? Do you have the intestinal fortitude to stave off 4 members whose only goal is to make sure you DON'T leave that match with your title reign still intact?
I guess that's not the real question I should be asking is it? I guess the real question is do I have what it takes to take down the greatest Overdrive champion of recent memory? If you look at my record for the last few weeks, the answer is no. I haven't proven to be much of a champion of anything. I've proven that I have a lot of fight in me and that's about it. But I'm warning you Biggs... don't let that fool you. Don't think for a second that I've yet to give ALL THAT I HAVE this far in APW. It's a general rule that you don't spend all at once, that you don't tip you hand, that you always hold something back. How about you Biggs? In your attempt to be an immortal Overdrive Champion, have you held anything back? Or have you been so blinded by your quest that you've laid all your cards on the table for the world to see. I think it's the latter Biggs. I think what we've seen from you so far, and I'm not degrading your accomplishments one bit because they've been amazing, is the most we're going to see. you've peaked Biggs. Me... I've still got all kinds of room to climb. And my first step is to climb out of Rastlemania with YOUR title around my waist.
When the lights are bright and the entire world is watching on the biggest stage of them all, Biggs, will you prove to be even better than you've already shown, or will you fall to Contourage and prove to the world what we already know....that YOU ABSOLUTELY SUCK! "
Terry sits down on a chair and leans back. He puts his hands behind his head and smiles.
Terry Marvin: "This is going to be a week of Firsts for me. My FIRST Rastlemania. My FIRST championship scramble match. My FIRST time in the ring with Chris Cyrus. But there are more firsts to come. My FIRST victory over Biggs AND Ryan Ruckus. My FIRST Title reign in APW, but most certainly not the last. It's a time for new beginnings as well. It begins the reign of CONTOURAGE as the most dominating faction in APW. It begins the ERA of the Real Show! Rastlemania will be a night the world remembers for a long....long time as the night THE REAL SHOW became a superstar! Buckle up APW and don't say I didn't warn you....IT'S SHOWTIME!!! "
The scene fades to black.
Terry Marvin: "Thanks, that helps a lot."
The scene slowly fades in on Corner booth in a restaurant somewhere in Las Vegas. "The Real Show" Terry Marvin sits by himself eating what appears to be a giant steak. The place is filled with lovers enjoying a nice date, and families dining happily together. Terry just scowls as he eats quietly to himself.
Look around Terry, everybody in this restaurant has somebody. Everybody, that is, except for you. You're a sad lonely excuse for a human being. And the one woman who could STAND to be around you for more than 10 minutes was just driven out the door by your oh so honorable people skills.
Terry ignores that persistent little voice in his head that he's been putting up with for the last couple weeks.
I mean, it's bad enough that you can't finish out a DAMN match to save your life. It's not bad enough that 3 out of the 4 competitors you're facing at Rastlemania have beaten you AT LEAST ONCE. But here you sit, all alone, without a friend in the world.
Terry Marvin: "Without a friend in the world? I have more friends than I can count thank you very much."
Yeah...Let me count the number of times this week I had to put up with your annoyingly emo ass sitting alone in one of these places with that sappy "woe is me" looks on your face. And then there's your "Master" Ryan Ruckus and boy toy AJ King...the Contourage. Do you really call those people your friends? Where are they?
Terry Marvin: "Hey, the three of us have hung out a vast majority of this week."
Hung out? If by "hung out" you mean that you sparred and trained together, then okay....but that's still not hanging out. You keep them at an arms length, just like you keep everybody in your life. Just look at Rachelle...
Terry Marvin: "SHUT UP!"
All she wanted to do was have a nice date with you, but you put your wrestling career ahead of her. The sad thing, is that it got you NO WHERE. You still got your ass kicked against Biggs and have no title to show for it. And now...no girlfriend to show for it either.
Terry Marvin: "Hey...I did that because of you, because you told me that I needed to get focused."
And since when have you started listening to me...dumbass.
Terry Marvin: "GAH!"
Terry catches, out of the corner of his eye, the waitress standing there with a confused look on her face as she stares at him. He comes to realize that she's been standing there the whole time watching as he talks to himself. He glares at her.
Terry Marvin: "Come on there Susie...just take a fucking picture already, it lasts longer."
Waitress: "Sorry sir...I just came to check on you to see if there's anything you needed."
Terry Marvin: "Oh, you came to see what I need eh? Well, let me tell you what I need. I need to get the fuck out of my head and stop obsessing over every little thing. I need the food I order to be prepared correctly and not burned like a hooker at noon in July on the Vegas Strip. And I need my nosey waitress to get the fuck away from me and do her damn job by getting me another fucking drink! Think you can handle that toots?"
The waitress runs off crying as Terry just shakes his head and lets out a loud sigh.
Wow, you sure have a way with the ladies. First Rachelle, now this?
Terry Marvin: "You know what? I ditched Rachelle to concentrate on my wrestling. But I found that not looking over at ringside and seeing her there cheering me on, was more of a distraction than she was. Her not being there, me knowing that she wasn't going to be there, and knowing that I blew my shot with her is causing me to lose my focus more than ANYTHING when she was still around."
Yeah? So what you gonna do about it then?
Terry Marvin: "Oh, I know EXACTLY what I'm going to do about it. I'm gonna get her back."
Oh, just like that then? You think it's that easy?
Terry Marvin: "You kidding me? Aside from the fact that I'm the most charismatic, most suave motherfucker this world has ever seen. If anybody can woo Rachelle back, it's me. She's about to see the most dazzling display of affection that this world has ever been privy to. You think Pretty Woman, 16 candles, and all those other 80's romantic comedies had super romantic "Guy Get's Girl Back" endings? You ain't seen nothing yet...It's Showtime!"
PLAN A - "You Complete Me"
The scene opens up in Rachelle Lodge's office. She is busy on a phone call, staring outside the window. When she hangs up the phone, she turns around to see Terry sitting in a chair across from her desk. She scowls at him.
Rachelle Lodge: "What the hell do you want?"
Terry Marvin: "Hello. Look, I just want a couple minutes of your time. Just, hear me out please?"
With a deep sigh, Rachelle finally nods in agreement to Terry's request. Terry clears his throat and stands up, looking her in the eye.
Terry Marvin: "I miss you Rachelle. I am absolutely miserable without you. It feels like there's a piece of me missing, a void that only you can feel. When it comes right down to it...I need you. Rachelle, you complete me!"
Terry looks to be putting on his best heartfelt face. Rachelle smiles at him and shakes her head.
Rachelle Lodge: "You had me at Hello!"
Terry Marvin: "Really?"
Her smile is replaced by a scowl.
Rachelle Lodge: "NO! Now get the fuck out of my office."
Terry Marvin: "But....but.... SHOW ME THE MONEY!"
FAIL!!!!
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PLAN B - "SAY ANYTHING"
The scene fades back in on an office building. We see Terry sneaking through the grass to the side of the building until he gets to the right window. He sees that the window is open and Holds a Boom Box over his head. He pushes play and "IN YOUR EYES" plays as he sways.
Terry Marvin: "Come on Rachelle, I need another chance."
Finally, somebody comes to the window and we see that it's an elderly man.
Old Dude: "Okay! I'll give you another chance!"
Terry Marvin: "Sorry, er...I got the wrong office."
Old Dude: "Come on, young whippersnapper...I haven't had good lovin in a long time."
Terry cringes and quickly pushes stop on the boom box and moves to the other side of the building. He pushes play and holds the boom box over his head as "What About Love" blares. In the open window we can see Rachelle looking down and seeing Terry. She shakes her head.
Rachelle Lodge: "Really? Just give it up already. GO HOME!"
She slams the window down, leaving Terry standing there all by himself.
Terry Marvin: "Well, that went well."
Terry goes to turn the boom box off but the controls are stuck. He tries to play with the volume. But it gets stuck on super high volume. Suddenly, all the office windows facing Terry open and a plethora of angry faces glare down at him.
Terry Marvin: "Hmmm... This isn't looking good for our hero!"
Suddenly, pencils, pens, and other assorted office equipment come flying at terry, including heavy paperweights, and even one CRT monitor. Terry manages to dodge them all and hide behind a tree. But he's not safe for long as Security comes from nowhere and chases him off the premises.
EPIC FAIL!!!!
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PLAN C - "When Terry met Rachelle"
The scene fades in on a small restaurant. Rachelle is sitting there eating alone when a figure sits down across from her. She rolls her eyes, sensing who it is. She looks up and sees Terry sitting there smiling?
Terry Marvin: "Look, I know your pissed, but I just want you to hear me out again. Please?"
She says nothing and just goes back to her food.
Terry Marvin: "I know you think I'm lying, but I'm being honest here. I really like you Rachelle."
Rachelle Lodge: "Those are pretty words, but their easy to fake."
Terry Marvin: "Come on, wouldn't you know if it was fake?"
She looks at him suspiciously.
Terry Marvin: "I've been doing a lot of thinking, and the thing is, I love you. "
Rachelle Lodge: "What?"
Terry Marvin: "I love you "
Rachelle Lodge: "How do you expect me to respond to this?."
Terry Marvin: "How about, you love me too."
Rachelle Lodge: "How about, I'm leaving."
She goes to leave and he stops her.
Terry Marvin: "Wait, perhaps that was too strong. Look, I'm just asking for a shot here. What do you say?"
She thinks about it for a second, then goes completely overboard, shaking and gyrating.
Rachelle Lodge: "YES YES! OH MY GOD YES!"
She continues with the fake orgasm, going WAY over the top with it. The whole restaurant stops and stares at her.
Rachelle Lodge: "But seriously...NO!"
She gets up and leaves as the woman sitting in the next table over grabs her waiter.
WOMAN: "I'll have what she's having!"
ORGASMIC FAIL!!!!
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PLAN D - "Pretty Woman"
The scene fades back in on Rachelle's office building. Along the Street, we see a long stretch limousine pulling up. Terry is poking up out of the sun roof holding a rose and screaming.
Terry Marvin: "Vivian...er I man RACHELLE!!"
In her office, Rachelle looks outside the window. she see's what's going on and rolls her eyes. Terry gets out of the Limo and runs up to the building. He sees the fire escape and pulls down the ladder. He looks all the way up...
Terry Marvin: "You've gotta be kidding me?"
Terry climbs up the Fire escape very carefully like he doesn't want to fall. he gets so far up and just stops there. Rachelle comes out onto the balcony and looks down at him.
Rachelle Lodge: "What the hell are you doing?"
Terry Marvin: "Giving you the fairy tale...climbing up to the castle to rescue the princess."
He puts the rose in his mouth, climbs up one more set of stares and looks at her. She smiles and takes the rose out of his mouth.
Terry Marvin: "So, what happens after the prince rescues the princess?"
Rachelle Lodge: "She rescues him right back."
She smiles and leans in to kiss Terry. As she gets right to his lips, she stops and whispers to him.
Rachelle Lodge: "Or not!"
Terry Marvin: "What?"
Terry's eyes get wide as Rachelle puts a hand on his chest and shoves him backwards. He tries to catch his balance but can't. He falls backwards and rolls down a set of stares crashing at the bottom. She just smiles and goes back inside.
COLLOSAL FAIL!!!!
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PLAN E - "Time to stop with the Bullshit."
The scene fades in on a enclosed parking garage near Rachelle's building. We see Rachelle walking through a door towards her car. She pulls her keys from her purse and pushes the button on her key chain. We hear the loud unlocking beep coming from her car. She looks up and sees Terry leaning on her car. She lets out a loud sigh.
Rachelle Lodge: "Now, you've got to stop this. This is verging on stalking here."
Terry Marvin: "This is the last time, I promise."
Rachelle Lodge: "So what...you got a marching band coming by for you to sing your undying love for me?"
Terry thinks about that for a second, visibly upset that he didn't think of that.
Terry Marvin: "No...No games, no gimmicks...no cheesy movie scenes. Just 5 minutes...that's all I want."
Rachelle Lodge: "Fine, you've got 5 minutes."
She sits on the trunk of her car next to him. Terry takes a deep breath and looks at her.
Terry Marvin: "My life...my world revolves around being inside that wrestling ring. It's all I've EVER wanted to do...and it's the only thing I do well. I suck at relationships...which is why I do my best to stay away from them. I have a lot of one night stands and do whatever I can to distance myself from anyone and I'm careful not to get too close. I have to be careful not to fall for somebody real...not to fall for somebody with all the qualities I could ever want in somebody. It's my experience in the past that people like that cause nothing but distractions for me...nothing but distractions for my wrestling career. I've always tried to be careful of people like that....people like YOU!"
Rachelle looks at him, trying to show no emotion at all.
Terry Marvin: "You came along, and you were all I could think about. There wasn't a second in the day that you weren't on my mind. And it was a distraction, it was causing me to lose focus...or so I thought. But this week, with you not around, with the possibility of an us being gone...that was a much bigger distraction. That's when I realized it...I was hooked. You are the one thing I've tried to stay away from all my career...but staying away from you is killing me."
Rachelle goes to say something, but Terry stops her.
Terry Marvin: "Look, this isn't a plea to get you back. I've already messed up any shot I had with you, I know that. I hurt you, and I deeply regret that. Not just because it ruined any chance I had with you, and not just because I find myself alone again. But because you are a wonderful person who doesn't deserve to be put through what I put you through. I know we have to work together...and I hope someday that you can forgive me. But for now, I wish you nothing but the best. And again, I am very...truly...deeply sorry. Take care of yourself Rachelle."
With that, Terry smiles, nods and turns around. He begins to make his way out of the parking garage as the camera follows him. He puts his hands in his coat pockets and stares at the floor as he walks. We hear footsteps coming from behind him.
Rachelle Lodge: "HEY!"
Terry turns around just in time for Rachelle to throw her arms around him and give him a long passionate kiss. She then backs up and stares at him with a smile.
Rachelle Lodge: "Apology accepted. But if you ever hurt me again, I'll make your losing streak in the ring seem more like a joy ride after I rip your balls off and shove them down your throat. Kapish?"
Terry just nods as they embrace and walk off into the "Sunset". Except it's the middle of the night, so there really is no sunset, but you get what I mean.
GREAT SUCCESS
The scene fades in on a large living room. We see "The Real Show" Terry Marvin. He is sitting in front of his flat screen with a Play station controller in hand. He's playing some generic racing game, and in the corner of a screen there's an indicator that says he's in first place. Another indicator pops up that says he's on the final lap. Terry smiles knowing that there is no way in hell that he can lose this one. Suddenly a big red blinking box pops up that says "out of fuel" Terry panics as he can now see the finish line. He inches closer but his car stops JUST before the line and Terry is outraged! The other cars pass him and he loses the race. In a fit of rage, Terry throws the controller and it flies through the air, landing smack dab in the middle of the TV, shattering the screen. Terry looks on in shocks and just shakes his head.
Terry Marvin: "Well, that's the story of my APW career so far isn't it? The man who just CAN'T finish. The man who gives it all he's got, performs fantastically and then runs out of gas right at the last moment JUST as it looks as if he's got it all won! So far, I've been touted as the guy who gives it his all, who tries his best, and who pushes the competition to their limit. Wow, what an upstanding and wonderful thing to be called! I can't tell you how awesome it is to be the guy who's ALWAYS 'ALMOST GOOD ENOUGH.' And to those people who said all those nice things about me, I simply say....FUCK YOU!
I'm glad I earned the respect of all my fellow peers, I truly am. But I'm not here in APW to push people to their limit, I'm not here to give it all I got. Being here is about one thing and one thing only...GOLD! My previous accomplishments don't mean SHIT, and I'm tired of always getting the "runner up" or "also ran" title. It's like screwing a sheep...sure, it's something, but it's never quite satisfying....at least that's what I was told last week by Biggs... I gotta tell you that it was incredibly uncomfortable being in a ring with a guy who kept asking me to call him 'bo peep.' Anyways, I digress. There will be no more 'almost.' There will be no more 'close, but not quites.' This week, the name Terry Marvin will no longer stand for a good effort. This week, the name Terry Marvin will be synonymous with CHAMPION! This week I take my first taste of gold when I step in the ring with 3 other competitors...and of course Chris Cyrus.
This week, it's not about who can get lucky...something Ryan Ruckus is the KING of doing. It's not about who can get a fluke victory...something AJ King is quite the expert at. It's not about trying to prove that you can beat EVERYBODY like our boy Biggs. No..this week is about who can survive. This week is about who can outlast 4 other people and be the last man holding on to that championship belt. I'm sure people like Cyrus, Ruckus, King, and even Biggs can give you a laundry list of reasons why they'll be the one who will walk out of there with the title. But anything they say is simply filler! They're the appetizers and I'm the main course. They're the opening acts...but I'm THE REAL SHOW! And I've made a life...a career out of outlasting the odds and surviving, out of thriving in situations where I shouldn't succeed. And the fact that I've yet to close out a big match means ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! All it means is I've learned...I've learned what I've done wrong...I’ve learned what it takes to get to the point of victory and let it slip away. And after all those shots...I've learned what it's going to take to HOLD ON to that victory this time! This time, there will be no ALMOSTS! This time, it's MY TURN!"
Terry pauses for a second and turns the Television off. He stands up and turns around, facing the camera.
Terry Marvin: "Let's get on to one of my opponents. Usually in situations like this you start with the weakest threat and move up. However, since I'm starting with Chris Cyrus, that is exactly what I'll be doing. Chris Cyrus... the IWC star that thinks that he has the ability, the star power, the grace to come on up and join the big boys in APW...Wow, what a wakeup call you're about to receive aren't ya little boy? You are right about something...I'm NOT considering you a threat...but it's not just because you're on the IWC roster...it's because you're a nothing, a nobody, a has been that never was. I've spent the good majority of the week searching through wrestling archives for stories about you Chris...and do you know what I found? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. It's like you don't even exist, and that's just as well because you are obviously nothing more than a waste of space, and a JOKE of a name to be in this match.
That's not meant to be insulting Chris...well, okay it's DEFINATELY meant to be insulting...but it's also meant to be a testament to the names on this card. You're in that ring against not only one of the greatest Overdrive champions in the history of APW, but you're face to face to face with the group that is about to revolutionize the world of wrestling and turn APW upside down....CONTOURAGE! Chris, you're nothing more than a little fish in the shark tank. You're the grub that the other three of us are going to feed off of, destroy, then move on to bigger and better prey. I loved how excited you were to be a part of this match Chris...I love that enthusiasm. I love that energy. Because I get no greater feeling in my black black heart than watching that joy and exuberance RUSH out of a person's eyes when they realize that they're just NOT GOOD ENOUGH to be there, when they realize they're about to be COMPLETELY EMBARRASSED. And when I see that in your eyes Chris...don't be faced by the GIANT smile on my face...You won't be the first to see it, and you definitely won't be the last.
With all this talk about you not being good enough, about you not being worthy of this match Chris...don't think for one second that you're going to sneak up on me, that you're going to take me by surprise. I'm not the person who will EVER be caught looking the other way. I will not underestimate you. I will prepare for you like you're Sally Fucking Talfourd. I will prepare for you like I'm stepping in that ring with GOD himself...even though I'm really stepping in there with one of the Lepers. I am, however, excited to get in that ring with you Chris, as you're somebody that I've yet to go head to head against. And I look forward to sending you back to the MINOR LEAGUES crying like the little bitch that WE ALL KNOW YOU ARE. I do have good news for you Chris...your embarrassment won't last long...for it will take but a few mere minutes to disperse you so that the REAL TALENT can go ahead and battle it out. When that time comes...grab a beer, grab some popcorn, and just enjoy the show. Try not to think about the fact that you're the biggest FRAUD to ever step foot in an APW ring. Just hold on to that memory that you went toe to toe with Biggs when he had NO IDEA who he was facing, and was caught off guard. Perhaps cowardly strikes from nowhere is more your forte'...well, stick with what you're good at they always say! "
Terry smiles and walks on over to his bar and pours himself a drink.
Terry Marvin: "Chris Cyrus is a giant fucking JOKE...but this next opponent of mine is definitely not. This man is a member of Contourage, and a man I've done battle with multiple times. That man is AJ King. Now, a lot of people were surprised to see AJ and myself join forces given our storied past comprised of the two of us trying to beat the living hell out of each other. Come on people, I know you have to be smarter than that right? Um...right? Who's idea do you think it was to bring AJ into the group? Who do you think it was to step up to Ryan Ruckus and say...'look, this kid is tough and he's taken me to my limit every time we've stepped in the ring. He may be a punk ass at times, but his talent cannot be denied.' AJ King and I have a respect for each other. And let's just admit it...we love tearing each other to bits! We bring out the best in each other, and we love to push each other to the limits and beyond. That's why AJ is in Contourage!
As for this match, AJ and I will be pulling no punches. And don't get us wrong...we respect each other, we'll work well with each other. But that doesn't mean that on game day...I don't think he's an egotistical punk ass with delusions of grandeur. AJ my friend, we're giving your ass a shot here, so don't make us regret it. Don't bring the fool who dropped the ball in the 6 man tag match causing his team to lose. Don't be the bitch who stood by and did nothing while his team picked up the big L in his tag match last week. Be the man who went toe to toe with me, who showed me a new side of himself! If you don't AJ, you'll go the same rout of Chris Cassidy. You'll be a has been, forgotten as soon as his name leaves your lips. You'll be just like Chris Cyrus...a glorified spectator in this match. I will show no mercy on you and I will wipe the damn floor with you if given half the chance. In this match AJ...we are not friends, we are not buddies. I don't have your back unless it benefits me. It's every man for himself AJ, and I will not hesitate to exploit you like the weak ass bitch that I've seen you be. When we step in that ring AJ...you're just another stepping stone on my way to the Overdrive title.
That's what this match is all about, after all. Sure, I'm rooting for a Contourage victory here and I'll be happy if it's Ryan or you AJ...but I won't be satisfied. I won't be content unless the two of you are with the rest of the pack looking up at the true victor...THE REAL SHOW, Terry Marvin. There may be a KING in this match. There may be a spaceman in this match. There may be a Rucking Rock Star in this match. And there may be a bleeding Vagina or whatever the hell Cyrus is in this match. But there is only ONE GOD'S GIFT TO WRESTLING in the world, and you're all unfortunate enough that he's in this match. And for you AJ...that spells disaster."
Terry slams his drink down and pours himself another.
Terry Marvin: "Now, let me talk about one bad assed motherrucker who's been a rucking thorn in my rucking side since I started this rucking career here in APW. Unfortunately, I can't seem to remember his name right now...Oh yeah, RYAN RUCKUS! So Ryan, we did what we planned a few weeks ago and shocked the hell out of APW when we joined forces. Terry Marvin and Ryan Ruckus, the two biggest and fastest rising stars in APW. It's what people talked about for weeks, and weeks and weeks. But what exactly was it they talked about Ryan? Was it about Contourage and its lovable loser Terry Marvin? No, it was about Ryan Ruckus, the 2011 Survive and Conquer winner. It was about Ryan Ruckus, the leader of Contourage. It was about Ryan Ruckus, the man who has literally owned Terry Marvin since the first time he stepped foot in an APW ring. People can go on and on about how I'm always finding myself second best to Ryan Ruckus. Do you honestly think that it bothers me one bet that I'm looked at like Ryan Ruckus' little bitch?
YOU'RE GOD DAMN RIGHT IT PISSES ME OFF! I'm sick and fucking tired of walking around while people look at me and say 'Hey, it's that guy who Ryan beat for S&C.' 'Hey It's that guy who's in Ryan Ruckus group in APW.' 'Hey, it's that guy who can't hold a candle to Ryan Ruckus.' That shit is going to end RIGHT FUCKING NOW! After this week they'll be saying 'Hey, it's that guy who went through Ryan Ruckus and 3 other guys to WIN the overdrive championship at the GREATEST RASTLEMANIA EVER!' I'm sure you'll have differing opinions about it Ryan. I'm sure you'll be spouting off about how you have my number, and blah blah blah. And truth be told, for Contourage's sake, If it's not me walking away from this thing with the gold, I pray to God that it's you Ryan. I have that much respect for you. But I swear to god that as long as there is a breath in these lungs, that as long as there's a beat in this heart, and as long as there's still liquor in this liver...I will NOT fall short again to you Ryan. I CAN'T fall short to you again Ryan. I'm tired of being a joke, of being an afterthought. I'm THE GREATEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO WRESTLING and it's about God damn Time I acted like it! "
Terry slams down the other drink and stands up, staring head on into the camera with a smirk on his face.
Terry Marvin: "I guess that brings me to the man of the hour. That brings me to the man who has beaten all challengers, who has faced down contenders EACH AND EVERY single week to hold on to his Overdrive title. Biggs...I gotta say, you are definitely the odds on favorite to win this match. I mean, you've ALREADY beaten everyone in this match. You've already proven that you have what it takes to do anything humanly possible to get the Job done. Is there a champion's disadvantage in this match? You bet your sweet ass there is. Do I think that phases you at all? If you've got a single brain cell in that rotting head of yours, it DAMN SURE BETTER! I can't question your talent Biggs...you've proven that. I can't question you heart Biggs, as you've definitely proven that. But here's what I can question...Do you have the stamina, the staying power to go all the way Biggs? Do you have the intestinal fortitude to stave off 4 members whose only goal is to make sure you DON'T leave that match with your title reign still intact?
I guess that's not the real question I should be asking is it? I guess the real question is do I have what it takes to take down the greatest Overdrive champion of recent memory? If you look at my record for the last few weeks, the answer is no. I haven't proven to be much of a champion of anything. I've proven that I have a lot of fight in me and that's about it. But I'm warning you Biggs... don't let that fool you. Don't think for a second that I've yet to give ALL THAT I HAVE this far in APW. It's a general rule that you don't spend all at once, that you don't tip you hand, that you always hold something back. How about you Biggs? In your attempt to be an immortal Overdrive Champion, have you held anything back? Or have you been so blinded by your quest that you've laid all your cards on the table for the world to see. I think it's the latter Biggs. I think what we've seen from you so far, and I'm not degrading your accomplishments one bit because they've been amazing, is the most we're going to see. you've peaked Biggs. Me... I've still got all kinds of room to climb. And my first step is to climb out of Rastlemania with YOUR title around my waist.
When the lights are bright and the entire world is watching on the biggest stage of them all, Biggs, will you prove to be even better than you've already shown, or will you fall to Contourage and prove to the world what we already know....that YOU ABSOLUTELY SUCK! "
Terry sits down on a chair and leans back. He puts his hands behind his head and smiles.
Terry Marvin: "This is going to be a week of Firsts for me. My FIRST Rastlemania. My FIRST championship scramble match. My FIRST time in the ring with Chris Cyrus. But there are more firsts to come. My FIRST victory over Biggs AND Ryan Ruckus. My FIRST Title reign in APW, but most certainly not the last. It's a time for new beginnings as well. It begins the reign of CONTOURAGE as the most dominating faction in APW. It begins the ERA of the Real Show! Rastlemania will be a night the world remembers for a long....long time as the night THE REAL SHOW became a superstar! Buckle up APW and don't say I didn't warn you....IT'S SHOWTIME!!! "
The scene fades to black.
