Post by kidnotorious on Mar 25, 2011 18:53:11 GMT -4
**OOC Note** - As always, this is a joint Kris N' Tim production. Enjoy.
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Brandon: ...Son-of-a-mo...oooonkey's-uncle! What the HELL is this?!
Kaycee: What's the matter, babe?
Brandon: ...What's the matter? What's the MATTER?! Look!
Brandon opens the bathroom door, he's dressed in his wrestling pants and nothing else, toweling off his upper body, but the source of his frustration is easily visible once the door is open...
Brandon: MY HAIR!
Yep, Brandon's hair is now a bright purple in color. Kaycee arches a brow.
Kaycee: ...so you decided to go with Psylocke for inspiration?
(The sound of running water can be heard followed by the tell-tale sounds of someone brushing their teeth. After a few moments, more water can be heard followed by Gates returning to the locker room.)
C.J. Gates: Nothing like freshly brushed teeth.
(He flashes a smile and Blade smiles.)
C.J. Gates: What?
Blade: Your teeth. They're black.
C.J. Gates: What?!
[The scene opens up on a SPACE SHIP~! So yeah, as it's drifting aimlessly around space doing space ship like shit, we pan into the cockpit, where we find a whole crew of people dressed up like bad Star Trek ripoffs, including what looks like *GASP* CJ Gates and Blade!! (Butprobably isn't) Suddenly, space around them EXPLODES and shit! Fire bad!]
Not CJ Gates: WHAT HAPPEN ?
Useless Red Shirt: SOMEBODY SET UP US THE BOMB.
Not Blade: WE GET SIGNAL.
Not CJ Gates: WHAT !
Not Blade: MAIN SCREEN TURN ON.
[Main screen turned on. Brandon Young appears on the screen. With missiles strapped to his back. And a beam cutter in his hands. And all sorts of bombs and shit strapped around his waist.]
Not CJ Gates: ITS YOU !!
Definitely Brandon: HOW ARE YOU GENTLEMEN !!
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
YOU ARE ON THE WAY TO DESTRUCTION.
Not CJ Gates: WHAT YOU SAY !!
Definitely Brandon: YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SURVIVE MAKE YOUR TIME.
HA HA HA HA ....
Not Blade: CAPTAIN !!
Not CJ Gates: TAKE OFF EVERY 'ZIG' !!
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DOING.
MOVE 'ZIG'.
FOR GREAT JUSTIC-
[BOOM! Everyone dies but Brandon.]
[....]
[.....]
[.......]
Voice over: ...Donny?
[Suddenly, in the real world, we find Brandon, sleeping on the couch, enjoying a nice dream about blowing up The Exchange Rate in a space ship ripped right from Zero Wing. He is wearing tan cargo pants and a black "Nextwave" t-shirt. Oh yeah, and his hair is still purple, though it's fading a bit now.]
Brandon: Zzzz...Kill all humans...zzzz
Kaycee: Donny...
Brandon: Zzzz...Kill all humans. Especially CJ and Blade...zzzz
[Kaycee rolls her eyes.]
Kaycee: Wake up already, dork.
[The Angel of the Desert chuckles to herself as she walks into view, a pair of khaki-colored shorts paired with a simple green bikini top. Judging by the reddish tinge of the skin of her shoulders, Kaycee's been out working in the sun on something or other. Frowning down at her husband, the redhead raises her voice enough for him to hear her.]
Kaycee: Well, it looks like I'll be washing your Mustang all on my lonesome, in my bikini. Such a shame...
Brandon: Zzzz...Kill all CJ...
[Brandon's eyes fly open.]
Brandon: Who said bikini?
Kaycee: I did. Since Adrian and Rach are on their honeymoon and we've got the place to ourselves… I figured I'd pay up on that bet we made a couple of months ago.
[The Young Gun pops up off the couch, a smirk on his face.]
Brandon: Oh reaaaaaaallly?
[Kaycee nods, blushing a bit.]
Brandon: Well then, what're we waitin for?
Kaycee: You need to change...
Brandon: Zoooooom!
[Brandon disappears in a puff of smoke, only to reappear a few moment later wearing a pair of red swim trunks with little pieces of bacon patterned around the suit. Kaycee arches a brow.]
Kaycee: You're really embracing the entire Bacon thing, aren't you?
[Brandon chuckles to himself.]
Brandon: What can I say? It works.
Kaycee: Well, ah, there's no denying that...
Brandon: Plus, y'know, it's a sentimental thing...
[Kaycee nods.]
Kaycee: Yeah, Rach's really become a part of the family.
Brandon: Indeed.
Kaycee: Well, may as well get this over with...
Brandon: Woohoo!
[Kaycee chuckles to herself and shakes her head as she heads toward the back door, shedding her shorts as she does.]
Brandon: Helloooooo NURSE!
Kaycee: …are you coming?
Brandon: Right behind ya.
[And lo did they head outside for fun in the sun.]
Brandon: Welcome back camera people! Kaycee'll be out in a minute.
[Brandon smirks as he motions to the seat behind him. Suddenly Kaycee's voice chimes in-]
Kaycee: D-donny!
[...Outside of the car.]
Brandon: Whaat? I was just kiddin'.
Kaycee: Yes, well… maybe it'd be a bit l-less embarrassing if...
[The redhead blushes. Brandon just grins as he closes the door.]
Kaycee: …curse that grin!
Brandon: I'll curse you! ...Wait.
[Brandon glances around nervously.]
Brandon: Okay new subject. Namely: Rasslemania, Tag Team Ladder Match, Show-stealing Match of the Night.
Kaycee: And that's what it's going to be, or what we're going to do our best to make it at least.
Brandon: Damn skippy! But before we get too far into this... CJ, dude, I thought we were friends. Buddies, pals, amigos-
Kaycee: ...
Brandon: -muchachos, broskis, brochachos, homies-
Kaycee: ......
[Brandon turns to Kaycee, noticing her look.]
Brandon: Don't worry, I got a point to this!
Kaycee: Uh... huh.
Brandon: I do! And it's this... I thought we at least had a mutual understanding here, and then you go and... and... do this!
[Brandon pulls at his purple hair.]
Kaycee: Donny...
Brandon: I mean, sure, the prank war was the highest rated segments of the night but still!
...My name is Inigo Montoya. You turned my hair purple. Prepare to die.
Kaycee: ...Donny.
Brandon: My name... is Inigo Montoya! You turned my hair purple! Prepare to die!
Kaycee: Siiiigh...
Brandon: My name... is Inigo Mon-
[Kaycee slaps her husband upside the head.]
Brandon: Ow! Okay, I'll be good.
Kaycee: Thank you. Besides we weren't exactly, ah, innocent in all that.
Brandon: No, but at least our pranks didn't have any long lasting effects.
Kaycee: I'm pretty sure you gave CJ food poisoning.
Brandon: Look at my hair, woman!
[The Young Gun exaggeratedly pulls at his hair again. Kaycee just shakes her head.]
Kaycee: Anyways.
Brandon: Anyways. You know, I feel like we're watching "The Rise & Fall of the Exchange Rate."
Kaycee: You too, huh?
[Brandon nods.]
Brandon: A couple months ago, you two thought you were on top of the world. Ya'll had a choke hold on the tag titles, had your neat little t-shirt business, and you were livin large.
Then we came along. And we know what happens next.
[Both members of Beautiful Disaster smile.]
Kaycee: But you're talking about more than just us beating them for the tag titles, aren't you?
Brandon: Indeed I am, m'love. It seems like us doing that had... interesting effects. Blade turned into a drunken fool spending every waking moment playing the 'woe is me' card, while CJ... went the opposite direction.
Kaycee: That he did. When we first faced off, CJ, ah-
Brandon: -Came off like a self-righteous prick?
Kaycee: Well, that's wasn't exactly how I was going to put it, but yes, you could say that.
Brandon: I can, and I shall!
Kaycee: But yes, when we first faced off, I don't think either of us liked CJ all that much.
Brandon: Understatement of the century right there! But see, while Blade took the loss and turned into a crybaby, CJ did the opposite. Guy took our words to heart, stopped actin' like a bitch, stopped whinin' about not gettin' his due, and look at you now, dude! You're in big main event matches, we BOTH got big wins over Private Pence-
Kaycee: Private Pence?
Brandon: Yeah. Because see, Captain Klappton is awesome and there is no way Pence should've actually beat him for the "captain" spot in the War Games. Therefor, he is now known as Private Pence.
Kaycee: Uh... huh.
Brandon: Anyways! My point is, Ceej, you listened to us when we told you to stop being a douche and it worked in everyone's favor! So huzzah!
It's just too bad we're gonna have to beat you guys a second time.
[Brandon grins again.]
Kaycee: Because while we do find you an easier person to like, CJ... neither of us likes you enough to let you be the one that ends our tag team championship reign, not when we've got so much left to accomplish. We've done quite a bit to elevate these championships in the brief time we've had them, after all, and I for one think that we've still got more to do. Neither of us are going to rest until the word 'just' is no longer associated with the titles we hold... and considering the recent, ahm, antics of both Lesser One and Miss Talfourd in regards to our position in the company? We've still got a lot of work to do.[/color]
Brandon: JUST the tag team champions... Ugh. That shit still pisses me off something fierce. Which is why we need to go out there and put on the match of our careers, nay, our lives boys. I wanna go out there and put anything Lesser and Sally do to SHAME! I want the world to realize that the four- well, the THREE of us, and Blade I guess, are the ones people should be taking notice of, not some fake, materialistic bitch... and Sally Talfourd.
[Kaycee cannot help but chuckle a little at the jab her husband takes at Lester. Who can blame her?]
Kaycee: It's amazing, though, what we have accomplished. When we became the APW Tag Team Champions, we did so in the first match of the night... as was the unfortunate tradition, as of late. Now that Donny and I are at the top of the division? We're one of the main events, rivaled only by the world championship match and the match that only happens AT Rasslemania. We've brought prestige and interest to these titles... something that you two couldn't manage until we came along to help you out.
Brandon: Yeeeep. I'd put that more on the lack of competition, and well, Blade, than anything though. That is, they didn't HAVE any before we showed up. but yeah its funny, the first time you guys are faced with actual competition, and you failed. And despite how well you're doing for yourself nowadays Ceej, your partner is still Blade. And well, this downward spiral he's on doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. So you can keep talkin about how you guys are the best team in the game and all, but we all know the truth. You're the only thing keepin' this team goin', Ceej. Sadly, you alone ain't gonna be able to beat us.
Kaycee: If it were, then... you would've beaten us before. And since that obviously didn't happen...[/color]
Brandon: No it didn't. You guys keep bringin' up that we couldn't beat you in regulation time, but here's the thing... You couldn't beat us either. If Jeff hadn't given us that five minutes extra it woulda just been some other time we beat you the first time. Trust me, it woulda happened. You with a competent partner? Maybe not. Probably not, actually. But this... shlub that calls himself your partner, Ceej? Yeah, every time.
Don't get me wrong, we respect the hell out of YOU, and hell I'll say it... I used to respect Blade, but those are the key words, 'used to.' I really wanted this match to be everything it could be, and as Raptor Jesus as my witness we're going to make it that, but what it really comes down is that THREE of us are going to go out there and kill ourselves for this company... And the other one is just gonna be there.
And that's... sad.
Kaycee: Immeasurably so. The three of us, you and I and Donny here, we understand that the only way to do this thing that we all do is to do it with PASSION. We live this, we breathe this and go out and put our bodies on the line for this in much the same way as I would for my husband, if it was required of me... but Mister Blade is simply here for the paycheck. This match is going to be held back from everything it could be on account of it, and to be perfectly honest? That doesn't just irritate me... it makes me ANGRY. This is our chance to truly steal the show out from beneath a match that has happened time and time and time again, to yank that pedestal out from beneath the Lesser One and the formerly-likable Miss Talfourd, and we - all three of us! - are going to be held back by someone that should have hung up his boots and gone to get the help he desperately needs a long, long time ago.
[Brandon walks over and puts an arm around his wife's waist, pulling her to him.]
Brandon: That's okay babe. Like I said, If I have to drag that lush kicking and screaming myself -and I kinda like that idea I'll be honest- we're gonna steal this goddamn show. Because the THREE of us have worked too damn hard to get where we are at this very moment to be held back by some letch with no ounce of personal responsibility left in him! You can be angry, babe, but save that for the match. Lets use it to put Blade in his place and keep our titles right where they belong!
Kaycee: And if it turns out that his place is right out of this company... then so be it.
[Brandon quirks an eyebrow at Kaycee, then shakes his head and chuckles.]
Brandon: I know you think you can do it, Ceej... I know you believe 100 percent that you can get those titles back! And that's a good thing, we wanna see that kind of mentality from you. We want you to want this so badly it hurts. We want you to need this, to feel beyond a shadow of a doubt that this IS your time to shine, to feel like you just absolutely HAVE to win, not only so you can increase your impressive pay per view record, but so you can get that redemption you feel like you really need.
I'm not being facetious either. I want you at your absolute best. Because that's the only way you guys are gonna have any kind of chance, Ceej.
But unfortunately, come the end of the night... we're gonna HAVE to drop your record to 3 and 2!
Kaycee: And that IS what is going to happen, CJ. Even if we've largely forgiven you for what you've said and done in the past, that doesn't mean that we've forgotten... quite the opposite, in fact. We have even MORE reason to beat you this time around since now? There won't be any excuses to cheapen our accomplishment, no claims that you didn't take us seriously so that's the only reason that we pulled off the so-called upset... and frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way. WE wouldn't have it any other way.
Brandon: Because we want this just as much as you do, Ceej. Not just because we wanna steal the show, not just to keep our titles, but to put any notions of us being 'flukes' in the trash can where they belong. At Rasslemania, on the biggest stage in APW's calender year, we are going to prove that even though we're still 'new' to APW, still 'new' to being an official tag team, that you don't take for granted two people who have known each other their ENTIRE LIVES, that our chemistry in that ring is unstoppable because of how well we know each other out of it!
That we ARE, for this moment and for so many more after it... THE APW Tag Team Champions... of the World!
Kaycee: And that we ARE the standard that other tag-teams are measured against, not 'just' the holders of sixteen pounds of leather and metal.
Brandon: DAMN right! If Survive & Conquer was your "coming out party" Ceej, then Rasslemania is ours! So while for three of us it's probably gonna be the best night of our lives, at the end of the night, WE will be standing tall, STILL the APW Tag Team Champions! And for you guys? Well, for you guys, I think it's likely to be...
[Both husband and wife share a look and grin before turning back to the camera.]
Kaycee: A Beautiful-
Brandon: -Disaster!
[Fadealation.]
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Brandon: ...Son-of-a-mo...oooonkey's-uncle! What the HELL is this?!
Kaycee: What's the matter, babe?
Brandon: ...What's the matter? What's the MATTER?! Look!
Brandon opens the bathroom door, he's dressed in his wrestling pants and nothing else, toweling off his upper body, but the source of his frustration is easily visible once the door is open...
Brandon: MY HAIR!
Yep, Brandon's hair is now a bright purple in color. Kaycee arches a brow.
Kaycee: ...so you decided to go with Psylocke for inspiration?
"IN AD 2011"
(The sound of running water can be heard followed by the tell-tale sounds of someone brushing their teeth. After a few moments, more water can be heard followed by Gates returning to the locker room.)
C.J. Gates: Nothing like freshly brushed teeth.
(He flashes a smile and Blade smiles.)
C.J. Gates: What?
Blade: Your teeth. They're black.
C.J. Gates: What?!
"WAR WAS BEGINNING"
[The scene opens up on a SPACE SHIP~! So yeah, as it's drifting aimlessly around space doing space ship like shit, we pan into the cockpit, where we find a whole crew of people dressed up like bad Star Trek ripoffs, including what looks like *GASP* CJ Gates and Blade!! (But
Not CJ Gates: WHAT HAPPEN ?
Useless Red Shirt: SOMEBODY SET UP US THE BOMB.
Not Blade: WE GET SIGNAL.
Not CJ Gates: WHAT !
Not Blade: MAIN SCREEN TURN ON.
[Main screen turned on. Brandon Young appears on the screen. With missiles strapped to his back. And a beam cutter in his hands. And all sorts of bombs and shit strapped around his waist.]
Not CJ Gates: ITS YOU !!
Definitely Brandon: HOW ARE YOU GENTLEMEN !!
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
YOU ARE ON THE WAY TO DESTRUCTION.
Not CJ Gates: WHAT YOU SAY !!
Definitely Brandon: YOU HAVE NO CHANCE TO SURVIVE MAKE YOUR TIME.
HA HA HA HA ....
Not Blade: CAPTAIN !!
Not CJ Gates: TAKE OFF EVERY 'ZIG' !!
YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DOING.
MOVE 'ZIG'.
FOR GREAT JUSTIC-
[BOOM! Everyone dies but Brandon.]
[....]
[.....]
[.......]
Voice over: ...Donny?
[Suddenly, in the real world, we find Brandon, sleeping on the couch, enjoying a nice dream about blowing up The Exchange Rate in a space ship ripped right from Zero Wing. He is wearing tan cargo pants and a black "Nextwave" t-shirt. Oh yeah, and his hair is still purple, though it's fading a bit now.]
Brandon: Zzzz...Kill all humans...zzzz
Kaycee: Donny...
Brandon: Zzzz...Kill all humans. Especially CJ and Blade...zzzz
[Kaycee rolls her eyes.]
Kaycee: Wake up already, dork.
[The Angel of the Desert chuckles to herself as she walks into view, a pair of khaki-colored shorts paired with a simple green bikini top. Judging by the reddish tinge of the skin of her shoulders, Kaycee's been out working in the sun on something or other. Frowning down at her husband, the redhead raises her voice enough for him to hear her.]
Kaycee: Well, it looks like I'll be washing your Mustang all on my lonesome, in my bikini. Such a shame...
Brandon: Zzzz...Kill all CJ...
[Brandon's eyes fly open.]
Brandon: Who said bikini?
Kaycee: I did. Since Adrian and Rach are on their honeymoon and we've got the place to ourselves… I figured I'd pay up on that bet we made a couple of months ago.
[The Young Gun pops up off the couch, a smirk on his face.]
Brandon: Oh reaaaaaaallly?
[Kaycee nods, blushing a bit.]
Brandon: Well then, what're we waitin for?
Kaycee: You need to change...
Brandon: Zoooooom!
[Brandon disappears in a puff of smoke, only to reappear a few moment later wearing a pair of red swim trunks with little pieces of bacon patterned around the suit. Kaycee arches a brow.]
Kaycee: You're really embracing the entire Bacon thing, aren't you?
[Brandon chuckles to himself.]
Brandon: What can I say? It works.
Kaycee: Well, ah, there's no denying that...
Brandon: Plus, y'know, it's a sentimental thing...
[Kaycee nods.]
Kaycee: Yeah, Rach's really become a part of the family.
Brandon: Indeed.
Kaycee: Well, may as well get this over with...
Brandon: Woohoo!
[Kaycee chuckles to herself and shakes her head as she heads toward the back door, shedding her shorts as she does.]
Brandon: Helloooooo NURSE!
Kaycee: …are you coming?
Brandon: Right behind ya.
[And lo did they head outside for fun in the sun.]
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Brandon: Welcome back camera people! Kaycee'll be out in a minute.
[Brandon smirks as he motions to the seat behind him. Suddenly Kaycee's voice chimes in-]
Kaycee: D-donny!
[...Outside of the car.]
Brandon: Whaat? I was just kiddin'.
Kaycee: Yes, well… maybe it'd be a bit l-less embarrassing if...
[The redhead blushes. Brandon just grins as he closes the door.]
Kaycee: …curse that grin!
Brandon: I'll curse you! ...Wait.
[Brandon glances around nervously.]
Brandon: Okay new subject. Namely: Rasslemania, Tag Team Ladder Match, Show-stealing Match of the Night.
Kaycee: And that's what it's going to be, or what we're going to do our best to make it at least.
Brandon: Damn skippy! But before we get too far into this... CJ, dude, I thought we were friends. Buddies, pals, amigos-
Kaycee: ...
Brandon: -muchachos, broskis, brochachos, homies-
Kaycee: ......
[Brandon turns to Kaycee, noticing her look.]
Brandon: Don't worry, I got a point to this!
Kaycee: Uh... huh.
Brandon: I do! And it's this... I thought we at least had a mutual understanding here, and then you go and... and... do this!
[Brandon pulls at his purple hair.]
Kaycee: Donny...
Brandon: I mean, sure, the prank war was the highest rated segments of the night but still!
...My name is Inigo Montoya. You turned my hair purple. Prepare to die.
Kaycee: ...Donny.
Brandon: My name... is Inigo Montoya! You turned my hair purple! Prepare to die!
Kaycee: Siiiigh...
Brandon: My name... is Inigo Mon-
[Kaycee slaps her husband upside the head.]
Brandon: Ow! Okay, I'll be good.
Kaycee: Thank you. Besides we weren't exactly, ah, innocent in all that.
Brandon: No, but at least our pranks didn't have any long lasting effects.
Kaycee: I'm pretty sure you gave CJ food poisoning.
Brandon: Look at my hair, woman!
[The Young Gun exaggeratedly pulls at his hair again. Kaycee just shakes her head.]
Kaycee: Anyways.
Brandon: Anyways. You know, I feel like we're watching "The Rise & Fall of the Exchange Rate."
Kaycee: You too, huh?
[Brandon nods.]
Brandon: A couple months ago, you two thought you were on top of the world. Ya'll had a choke hold on the tag titles, had your neat little t-shirt business, and you were livin large.
Then we came along. And we know what happens next.
[Both members of Beautiful Disaster smile.]
Kaycee: But you're talking about more than just us beating them for the tag titles, aren't you?
Brandon: Indeed I am, m'love. It seems like us doing that had... interesting effects. Blade turned into a drunken fool spending every waking moment playing the 'woe is me' card, while CJ... went the opposite direction.
Kaycee: That he did. When we first faced off, CJ, ah-
Brandon: -Came off like a self-righteous prick?
Kaycee: Well, that's wasn't exactly how I was going to put it, but yes, you could say that.
Brandon: I can, and I shall!
Kaycee: But yes, when we first faced off, I don't think either of us liked CJ all that much.
Brandon: Understatement of the century right there! But see, while Blade took the loss and turned into a crybaby, CJ did the opposite. Guy took our words to heart, stopped actin' like a bitch, stopped whinin' about not gettin' his due, and look at you now, dude! You're in big main event matches, we BOTH got big wins over Private Pence-
Kaycee: Private Pence?
Brandon: Yeah. Because see, Captain Klappton is awesome and there is no way Pence should've actually beat him for the "captain" spot in the War Games. Therefor, he is now known as Private Pence.
Kaycee: Uh... huh.
Brandon: Anyways! My point is, Ceej, you listened to us when we told you to stop being a douche and it worked in everyone's favor! So huzzah!
It's just too bad we're gonna have to beat you guys a second time.
[Brandon grins again.]
Kaycee: Because while we do find you an easier person to like, CJ... neither of us likes you enough to let you be the one that ends our tag team championship reign, not when we've got so much left to accomplish. We've done quite a bit to elevate these championships in the brief time we've had them, after all, and I for one think that we've still got more to do. Neither of us are going to rest until the word 'just' is no longer associated with the titles we hold... and considering the recent, ahm, antics of both Lesser One and Miss Talfourd in regards to our position in the company? We've still got a lot of work to do.[/color]
Brandon: JUST the tag team champions... Ugh. That shit still pisses me off something fierce. Which is why we need to go out there and put on the match of our careers, nay, our lives boys. I wanna go out there and put anything Lesser and Sally do to SHAME! I want the world to realize that the four- well, the THREE of us, and Blade I guess, are the ones people should be taking notice of, not some fake, materialistic bitch... and Sally Talfourd.
[Kaycee cannot help but chuckle a little at the jab her husband takes at Lester. Who can blame her?]
Kaycee: It's amazing, though, what we have accomplished. When we became the APW Tag Team Champions, we did so in the first match of the night... as was the unfortunate tradition, as of late. Now that Donny and I are at the top of the division? We're one of the main events, rivaled only by the world championship match and the match that only happens AT Rasslemania. We've brought prestige and interest to these titles... something that you two couldn't manage until we came along to help you out.
Brandon: Yeeeep. I'd put that more on the lack of competition, and well, Blade, than anything though. That is, they didn't HAVE any before we showed up. but yeah its funny, the first time you guys are faced with actual competition, and you failed. And despite how well you're doing for yourself nowadays Ceej, your partner is still Blade. And well, this downward spiral he's on doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. So you can keep talkin about how you guys are the best team in the game and all, but we all know the truth. You're the only thing keepin' this team goin', Ceej. Sadly, you alone ain't gonna be able to beat us.
Kaycee: If it were, then... you would've beaten us before. And since that obviously didn't happen...[/color]
Brandon: No it didn't. You guys keep bringin' up that we couldn't beat you in regulation time, but here's the thing... You couldn't beat us either. If Jeff hadn't given us that five minutes extra it woulda just been some other time we beat you the first time. Trust me, it woulda happened. You with a competent partner? Maybe not. Probably not, actually. But this... shlub that calls himself your partner, Ceej? Yeah, every time.
Don't get me wrong, we respect the hell out of YOU, and hell I'll say it... I used to respect Blade, but those are the key words, 'used to.' I really wanted this match to be everything it could be, and as Raptor Jesus as my witness we're going to make it that, but what it really comes down is that THREE of us are going to go out there and kill ourselves for this company... And the other one is just gonna be there.
And that's... sad.
Kaycee: Immeasurably so. The three of us, you and I and Donny here, we understand that the only way to do this thing that we all do is to do it with PASSION. We live this, we breathe this and go out and put our bodies on the line for this in much the same way as I would for my husband, if it was required of me... but Mister Blade is simply here for the paycheck. This match is going to be held back from everything it could be on account of it, and to be perfectly honest? That doesn't just irritate me... it makes me ANGRY. This is our chance to truly steal the show out from beneath a match that has happened time and time and time again, to yank that pedestal out from beneath the Lesser One and the formerly-likable Miss Talfourd, and we - all three of us! - are going to be held back by someone that should have hung up his boots and gone to get the help he desperately needs a long, long time ago.
[Brandon walks over and puts an arm around his wife's waist, pulling her to him.]
Brandon: That's okay babe. Like I said, If I have to drag that lush kicking and screaming myself -and I kinda like that idea I'll be honest- we're gonna steal this goddamn show. Because the THREE of us have worked too damn hard to get where we are at this very moment to be held back by some letch with no ounce of personal responsibility left in him! You can be angry, babe, but save that for the match. Lets use it to put Blade in his place and keep our titles right where they belong!
Kaycee: And if it turns out that his place is right out of this company... then so be it.
[Brandon quirks an eyebrow at Kaycee, then shakes his head and chuckles.]
Brandon: I know you think you can do it, Ceej... I know you believe 100 percent that you can get those titles back! And that's a good thing, we wanna see that kind of mentality from you. We want you to want this so badly it hurts. We want you to need this, to feel beyond a shadow of a doubt that this IS your time to shine, to feel like you just absolutely HAVE to win, not only so you can increase your impressive pay per view record, but so you can get that redemption you feel like you really need.
I'm not being facetious either. I want you at your absolute best. Because that's the only way you guys are gonna have any kind of chance, Ceej.
But unfortunately, come the end of the night... we're gonna HAVE to drop your record to 3 and 2!
Kaycee: And that IS what is going to happen, CJ. Even if we've largely forgiven you for what you've said and done in the past, that doesn't mean that we've forgotten... quite the opposite, in fact. We have even MORE reason to beat you this time around since now? There won't be any excuses to cheapen our accomplishment, no claims that you didn't take us seriously so that's the only reason that we pulled off the so-called upset... and frankly, I wouldn't have it any other way. WE wouldn't have it any other way.
Brandon: Because we want this just as much as you do, Ceej. Not just because we wanna steal the show, not just to keep our titles, but to put any notions of us being 'flukes' in the trash can where they belong. At Rasslemania, on the biggest stage in APW's calender year, we are going to prove that even though we're still 'new' to APW, still 'new' to being an official tag team, that you don't take for granted two people who have known each other their ENTIRE LIVES, that our chemistry in that ring is unstoppable because of how well we know each other out of it!
That we ARE, for this moment and for so many more after it... THE APW Tag Team Champions... of the World!
Kaycee: And that we ARE the standard that other tag-teams are measured against, not 'just' the holders of sixteen pounds of leather and metal.
Brandon: DAMN right! If Survive & Conquer was your "coming out party" Ceej, then Rasslemania is ours! So while for three of us it's probably gonna be the best night of our lives, at the end of the night, WE will be standing tall, STILL the APW Tag Team Champions! And for you guys? Well, for you guys, I think it's likely to be...
[Both husband and wife share a look and grin before turning back to the camera.]
Kaycee: A Beautiful-
Brandon: -Disaster!
[Fadealation.]
