Post by Michael Jennings on Aug 26, 2011 1:57:55 GMT -4
08/25/2011
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
After Overdrive…
Inside of his locker room after his loss to Terry Marvin, Ebirah is holding a bag of ice on his head after the Side Effect that happened to him after Zachary Rodell distracted him and cost him the match. His minions have surrounded him but Ebirah wants no consolation from them or the doctor that is checking him for a concussion. Now all he cares about is revenge on the man who attacked him for no apparent reason in his mind.
Ebirah: He’s a dead man…
He slams the bag of ice on the bench with his right hand.
Ebirah: Nobody tries to crush my claws and gets away with it. Soon he will be hanging in the gallows along with the rest of the slime here in the APW Overdrive cell block.
The doctor seems confused by this.
Doc: Huh?
Ebirah turns and gives him a look.
Ebirah: Just shut up and get me something to smash with a hammer.
The doctor nods his head before grabbing the bag of ice and escaping before he gets attacked leaving Ebirah to sit on the bench in silence holding in his anger for the idiot who ambushed him at Overdrive.
* * *
08/25/2011
La Jolla, California
Night…
Inside of his bedroom Ebirah is standing by with some comments about his match at Shockwave and the events that took place at Overdrive. He is sitting on his bed alone with his thoughts. The room is darkened much like his mask and the only illumination is from orange Halloween lights on the ceiling and walls. The masked villain is staring at the ground, almost burning a hole through it. It is obvious that he has a lot on his mind and is on the verge of going into a psychotic rage. However he keeps his composure before beginning his diatribe filled with anger and hate about his opponent at the upcoming Shockwave pay-per-view.
Ebirah: Zachary Rodell, the moment you put your filthy hairy palmed hands on me you signed you own death warrant. You challenged me to a match and now you’re going to have to deal with the consequences of facing me one more time. The fact of the matter is I dominated you once and I will dominate you again. It’s that simple.
There is no other way I foresee this happening. You can talk all you want about beating me but it doesn’t change the fact that deep down you are nothing more than a coward in the eyes of both the fans and everyone in the locker room. You apologized for what you did but it doesn’t change the fact that you showed the world your true colors last week and nothing will change that. All of the pitiful lies that come from your mouth cannot erase the video footage that shows the truth.
The difference between me and you is that you care about what these fans think. You care about what the people think. Me? I don’t care about them or anybody else. I go out there on my own and do things my way. They can put me in there against a good guy or against a bad guy but it isn’t going to stop me from destroying whomever they put me in the ring with. I don’t care about what their alignment, I just hurt people. I make women and children cry because my heart is filled with hate.
I also love how you justified all of your actions with weak reasoning and that you did it all for my benefit. If you think I’m dumb enough to fall for your deceit then you must be the dumbest person on the planet Earth. Yes even dumber than this guy...
Ebirah reaches into his pocket and pulls out a remote. He smiles deviously before pressing the play button. The feed cuts to static briefly before a video starts playing.
Static appears before cutting back to Ebirah who has the remote still in his hand. He smiles and puts the remote away. He gets himself composed before continuing his monologue.
Ebirah: You are dumber than that guy, Roddell. You decided to poke the devil with a pitchfork in order to see what happens. Let me make something perfectly clear. My downward spiral began long before I met you. My downward spiral began when my best and most loyal friend left me in the cold after my parents divorced. After that he used me when we got into the wrestling business and treated me like a servant. I was a fool to believe his lies. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. I will not be fooled by anyone ever again.
Lies have left me scarred and damaged beyond repair. Your lies cannot do more damage to me because I’ve already been hurt enough to the point where nothing that you say or do will have any effect on me. Your suffering will be your payment for a sneak attack that was unprovoked. That’s low even by my standards. The fact is in this scenario, not matter how you look at it, your actions weren’t justified. They only were done to show your true colors.
You are nothing more than a common sore loser. I wouldn’t even do that after a lose and most people consider me to be certifiably insane. However I’m not a hypocrite like you are. I embrace the darkness that lurks inside of my soul. My body is a vessel for the hatred that I hold within. Your body will nothing more than a decaying, rotting corpse by the time I pin you or make you submit in the ring.
I can feel the hatred that you feel for me. You said that I knew I was going to lose. No one will know if that is true because of what you did. I could’ve won or lost at that point but you decided to play God and decided the outcome of that match for yourself. Fairy tales and happy endings are the pipedreams that will eventually be revealed to be the pipe bomb that explode in your face at Shockwave.
An evil smirk creeps across his face now like a sea slug stalking its next meal.
Ebirah: I’m apparently in the prime of my career according to you.
He chuckles under his breath.
Ebirah: I’m not even twenty-one yet, douche bag. I’m not even close to being at the prime of my career. I’m just at the start of it. I’ve been wrestling full time for less than a year and the fact that you didn’t know that shows me that you haven’t done your homework. This is APW, Zach. This is the elite of wrestling and of this industry. If you don’t know that then you haven’t been doing your homework. You haven’t been on the APW website doing research, you haven’t been watching match footage, and you haven’t been looking for weaknesses in your opponents like I have been ever since I got here.
There’s a reason I beat you before and it’s because I’m a more cunning strategist and more intellectually superior than you are. That fact couldn’t be more evident by you telling me that you’ll be using a different strategy this time around. Thanks for that little bit of info. It’ll help me a lot more with my training and strategizing. You can talk about being a cowboy in a white hat. In comparison I’m a Sith Lord in a black cloak lurking in the shadows plotting the demise of all that is good. At Shockwave pain and suffering will be the only things you feel when victory is once again deprived from by my hand. My fist of hate and contempt will make you bleed and break your bones.
My darkness and nihilism will crush any hope that you have of being a savior to the children. Eternal damnation is what is in store for you. Live these last few days before Shockwave like they’re your last. Death is the door you will open when you see me again…
He gets up from his bed and walks out of the room as the scene fades to black.
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
After Overdrive…
Inside of his locker room after his loss to Terry Marvin, Ebirah is holding a bag of ice on his head after the Side Effect that happened to him after Zachary Rodell distracted him and cost him the match. His minions have surrounded him but Ebirah wants no consolation from them or the doctor that is checking him for a concussion. Now all he cares about is revenge on the man who attacked him for no apparent reason in his mind.
Ebirah: He’s a dead man…
He slams the bag of ice on the bench with his right hand.
Ebirah: Nobody tries to crush my claws and gets away with it. Soon he will be hanging in the gallows along with the rest of the slime here in the APW Overdrive cell block.
The doctor seems confused by this.
Doc: Huh?
Ebirah turns and gives him a look.
Ebirah: Just shut up and get me something to smash with a hammer.
The doctor nods his head before grabbing the bag of ice and escaping before he gets attacked leaving Ebirah to sit on the bench in silence holding in his anger for the idiot who ambushed him at Overdrive.
* * *
08/25/2011
La Jolla, California
Night…
Inside of his bedroom Ebirah is standing by with some comments about his match at Shockwave and the events that took place at Overdrive. He is sitting on his bed alone with his thoughts. The room is darkened much like his mask and the only illumination is from orange Halloween lights on the ceiling and walls. The masked villain is staring at the ground, almost burning a hole through it. It is obvious that he has a lot on his mind and is on the verge of going into a psychotic rage. However he keeps his composure before beginning his diatribe filled with anger and hate about his opponent at the upcoming Shockwave pay-per-view.
Ebirah: Zachary Rodell, the moment you put your filthy hairy palmed hands on me you signed you own death warrant. You challenged me to a match and now you’re going to have to deal with the consequences of facing me one more time. The fact of the matter is I dominated you once and I will dominate you again. It’s that simple.
There is no other way I foresee this happening. You can talk all you want about beating me but it doesn’t change the fact that deep down you are nothing more than a coward in the eyes of both the fans and everyone in the locker room. You apologized for what you did but it doesn’t change the fact that you showed the world your true colors last week and nothing will change that. All of the pitiful lies that come from your mouth cannot erase the video footage that shows the truth.
The difference between me and you is that you care about what these fans think. You care about what the people think. Me? I don’t care about them or anybody else. I go out there on my own and do things my way. They can put me in there against a good guy or against a bad guy but it isn’t going to stop me from destroying whomever they put me in the ring with. I don’t care about what their alignment, I just hurt people. I make women and children cry because my heart is filled with hate.
I also love how you justified all of your actions with weak reasoning and that you did it all for my benefit. If you think I’m dumb enough to fall for your deceit then you must be the dumbest person on the planet Earth. Yes even dumber than this guy...
Ebirah reaches into his pocket and pulls out a remote. He smiles deviously before pressing the play button. The feed cuts to static briefly before a video starts playing.
Static appears before cutting back to Ebirah who has the remote still in his hand. He smiles and puts the remote away. He gets himself composed before continuing his monologue.
Ebirah: You are dumber than that guy, Roddell. You decided to poke the devil with a pitchfork in order to see what happens. Let me make something perfectly clear. My downward spiral began long before I met you. My downward spiral began when my best and most loyal friend left me in the cold after my parents divorced. After that he used me when we got into the wrestling business and treated me like a servant. I was a fool to believe his lies. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. I will not be fooled by anyone ever again.
Lies have left me scarred and damaged beyond repair. Your lies cannot do more damage to me because I’ve already been hurt enough to the point where nothing that you say or do will have any effect on me. Your suffering will be your payment for a sneak attack that was unprovoked. That’s low even by my standards. The fact is in this scenario, not matter how you look at it, your actions weren’t justified. They only were done to show your true colors.
You are nothing more than a common sore loser. I wouldn’t even do that after a lose and most people consider me to be certifiably insane. However I’m not a hypocrite like you are. I embrace the darkness that lurks inside of my soul. My body is a vessel for the hatred that I hold within. Your body will nothing more than a decaying, rotting corpse by the time I pin you or make you submit in the ring.
I can feel the hatred that you feel for me. You said that I knew I was going to lose. No one will know if that is true because of what you did. I could’ve won or lost at that point but you decided to play God and decided the outcome of that match for yourself. Fairy tales and happy endings are the pipedreams that will eventually be revealed to be the pipe bomb that explode in your face at Shockwave.
An evil smirk creeps across his face now like a sea slug stalking its next meal.
Ebirah: I’m apparently in the prime of my career according to you.
He chuckles under his breath.
Ebirah: I’m not even twenty-one yet, douche bag. I’m not even close to being at the prime of my career. I’m just at the start of it. I’ve been wrestling full time for less than a year and the fact that you didn’t know that shows me that you haven’t done your homework. This is APW, Zach. This is the elite of wrestling and of this industry. If you don’t know that then you haven’t been doing your homework. You haven’t been on the APW website doing research, you haven’t been watching match footage, and you haven’t been looking for weaknesses in your opponents like I have been ever since I got here.
There’s a reason I beat you before and it’s because I’m a more cunning strategist and more intellectually superior than you are. That fact couldn’t be more evident by you telling me that you’ll be using a different strategy this time around. Thanks for that little bit of info. It’ll help me a lot more with my training and strategizing. You can talk about being a cowboy in a white hat. In comparison I’m a Sith Lord in a black cloak lurking in the shadows plotting the demise of all that is good. At Shockwave pain and suffering will be the only things you feel when victory is once again deprived from by my hand. My fist of hate and contempt will make you bleed and break your bones.
My darkness and nihilism will crush any hope that you have of being a savior to the children. Eternal damnation is what is in store for you. Live these last few days before Shockwave like they’re your last. Death is the door you will open when you see me again…
He gets up from his bed and walks out of the room as the scene fades to black.
