Post by Nick Watson on Sept 11, 2011 13:56:52 GMT -4
*Madok's Penthouse, Seattle Washington, a Few Days Ago*
It had been a crazy day, but I had gotten through it. Opening the door to my private elevator and stepping out into the empty penthouse I began to realize just how much of a contrast this penthouse was to the day that I had. Truly, this is what it felt like to be alone. You see, Nicky had dumped me, and taken our child, Tyler, pretty far away from me. The reason as to why? Well, lets just say she was like Haley Hitch, blowing other guys to get herself through her career, and giving less than a shit on who's toes she stepped on. Realizing this a little late, I quickly tried to change her ways, begged her to be my girl and only my girl, but she refused. She got upset, she dumped her wine over my twenty thousand dollar suit, and then left with the kid. I want my son back, there is no doubt in my mind, but that woman clearly does not deserve the time of day from me. True, back in the day I had been a playboy, but it seemed nowadays I was more conservative, maybe it came with the territory of being a father, or maybe it didn't? Maybe it was just me? Maybe I had changed so much that I... who the fuck am I kidding? No, one I suppose.
To be honest I'm still quite the player. It had been several weeks since me and her broke up, and I had already had several rebound girls stay the night. Fuck you for judging me, its' my life. I live it how I want.
"Mr. Mortalis...I didn't expect to see you here. Aren't you suppose to be on your way to Portland?
I turned and saw George. My new assistant and a new close friend of mine who had been working extremely hard on solidifying not only my contract with APW, but my investing deals with the APW itself. Truly he was a God send as I had less time to focus on my own personal CEO duties as I was now officially back with Asylum. I still wondered why I left in the first place, but I suppose it didn't matter. No, all that mattered now was that I win, and move on to face the biggest liability and stock drop for APW in recent history.
"Yeah, I moved my flight back an hour. Are you sure you can handle the duties I've put in front of you?"
"Of course I can...that is why you hired me, right?
I nodded my head and then took one last look around before heading toward the door. I turned one last time to look at the penthouse I wouldn't be seeing for quite a while and then spoke to George one more time.
"Keep me posted on the Reller deal and make sure Mr. Grieves doesn't back out of buy out because I swear to God if I have to go through another fucking meeting with that asshole...I will fire half the employees I'm taking in through the deal along with his ass."
"Sure thing, Mr. Mortalis."
"Alright, good bye..."
I left George to deal with everything. My company was in good hands I supposed, George was a brilliant kid with a lot of potential, and I was sure he would do me proud in the time I was take a step back. For now, my short break from wrestling was through, and now it was time for this Cloud Chaser to start his chase once again.
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"So...how has it been Asylum? It has been several months I suppose, right? Well I guess I should reintroduce myself to everyone as it seems some people don't even know who I am...*cough* Jade *cough*. I am the asshole with the large mouth, the douche bag your mother warned you about, and the guy who has probably slept with your girlfriend by now. I'm Madok Mortalis and I am the mother fucking Cloud Chaser. Now before we do this, maybe I should reiterate how awesome it is to have the opportunity to fight for an opportunity for a World Heavyweight Championship Title. I might as well, right? Because every other mother fucker has done the same God damn thing fifty times in the same promotion. Oh and also in the spirit of continuity, I am also claiming that without a doubt I am your future World Heavyweight champion. Which means there is going to be a lot of confusion because not everyone in this match can go on to fight Rico, or can they? Is there some fucked up rule where everyone in this match can become a contender? I haven't really read the rules to a first blood battle royal yet.
I guess the general gist is that I have to cut one of you guys on the forehead? The arm, the chest, the face, the finger, the toe, or some other ridiculous part of the body that I can't think of off the top of my head. To be quite honest, I'm not looking forward to this. Not because I can't cut you guys like I'm some kind of prison inmate with a shank or that I'm afraid to be cut myself, but because I know deep down as soon as I win you guys are all going to get really pissed and take out your anger on me and to be quite fair...I am really good, but I'm not good enough to take on seven on one. Sounds arrogant of me I know, but to be quite fair...I'm doing this all in the spirit of continuity because no one else seems to be afraid or think they can lose, but lets be honest shall we? None of you guys have any 'real' talent. The vast majority of you are ignoring your flaws and to be quite honest, being a fucking genius and probably the smartest athlete in Asylum, believe me when I say you guys got flaws. I mean Jade for instance is your typical run of the mill generic mall hopping girl who judges books by covers and is more interested in getting her hair curled or highlighted than actually doing something, but then again she has "blood lust" whatever the fuck that means. She is more than likely going to come out, break a nail, cry at me about how her daddy touched her inappropriately and that is why she chose this life, and then she will storm out of the ring taking some of my money and dumping some of my clothes on the entrance ramp.
Meanwhile, Jason Kash will be so busy getting head and getting high that he won't even show up, and Branden harvey will show up except he will hide outside the ring, sucking his thumb and crying like a pre-pubescent girl. To be fair...could I expect anything less from a bunch of morons? No. If I expected more from them then they would disappoint me, this way I can be surprised if they go above, and beyond and actually give two fucks if they actually come to fight. Ok, lets go against the grain and forget about continuity and lets ask a simple question, shall we?"
Madok pauses and then asks a question.
"Have any of you ever beat Rico Casteel?"
Madok stops again and waits for a reply, finally after waiting a good minute he begins to speak again.
"Of course not...but I have. You see when it comes down to who has done what and how one has done what...I'm the best man for this job. To be quite honest, so far this World Heavyweight Championship reign has been nothing more than Rico getting angry and bitch slapping everyone stepping in his way. Not only does this drop the value of Asylum, but it also makes you all seem like inept assholes with little to no talent to your name. Which is completely true, but at least if Rico wasn't here you guys could play it off as a fluke, and actually pretend that you are worth a damn. I mean sure, Jason beat me a while back, but does that mean he can beat Rico in a match that doesn't require you to bend your opponent into a twisty tie? No, absolutely not. Jason has proven time and time again he needs help or he needs to make an opponent submit to win. Sure, he is probably a better Tap Out champ than me even though he won through a fluke, but that doesn't mean he is going to win against Rico, in fact if anything I think Rico would roll Jason up and smoke him like joint if they fought. Which would be funny, sure, but in the end it would do nothing for the division. Then you throw fresh blood into the match, Jade may have charisma, but have we even seen her compete yet? Sure, Reggi probably saw her getting out of the pool, and thought 'that is somebody want to see naked." and threw the shot at her. Who wouldn't, right? But has she really 'earned' this shot? No. More than likely she will go out, cut Branden on his little head and then get cut by Jason's deranged girlfriend Ms. Hitch when she goes to cut him. Its hard to evaluate someone when all you have seen is shots of her getting out of pools and posing in lingerie, true fact. If I had something to run on like maybe some kind of tape to watch...but I don't. All I have is some pictures and to be quite honest...this isn't a modeling agency hun, but I'm sure I could pick you up a several million dollar deal in one if you are interested?
Then how can we forget, Harvey? Well the answer is we want to forget, but we can't. The guy is a whiner, a loser, and above all else the guy shouldn't be here. He lost his match, he lost it, and Rico retained. Why the fuck are we giving this guy a second chance? This isn't a game show where the guy gets the reprieve at the end to try again. No, this is a wrestling organization where talent, charisma, and intelligence are valued over simplicity, stupidity, and lack of skill. So, why is he here? He got his ass kicked, he lost, and he keeps losing and to be quite honest when I saw his name here I wondered if this was a nightmare. A land where quite possibly Mr. Dangerous is Undisputed Champion and every day is appreciate Level One day. It scared me, but luckily I got over it. The rest of the guys that we have to fight are quite honestly not even worth mentioning...fucking losers the lot of them and to be quite honest I see them all getting eliminated rather quickly, but who cares? Not like anyone will be rooting for them anyway. The fact is ladies and gentlemen, everyone is losing tonight except for me. I'm going to win because I have to. Not just for myself, but for the company which clearly is losing millions by having such a bland neanderthal of a man as champion. I know this isn't the news you want to hear and I know the match is going to be hard, but I have a good feeling about it. I don't think any of you stand a chance in hell of winning and I'm waiting to be proven wrong, so come on down to the ring and bring your 'A' game because the Cloud Chaser is back and all of you motherfuckers have been on notice. Oh and by the way...all of you can go fuck off."
It had been a crazy day, but I had gotten through it. Opening the door to my private elevator and stepping out into the empty penthouse I began to realize just how much of a contrast this penthouse was to the day that I had. Truly, this is what it felt like to be alone. You see, Nicky had dumped me, and taken our child, Tyler, pretty far away from me. The reason as to why? Well, lets just say she was like Haley Hitch, blowing other guys to get herself through her career, and giving less than a shit on who's toes she stepped on. Realizing this a little late, I quickly tried to change her ways, begged her to be my girl and only my girl, but she refused. She got upset, she dumped her wine over my twenty thousand dollar suit, and then left with the kid. I want my son back, there is no doubt in my mind, but that woman clearly does not deserve the time of day from me. True, back in the day I had been a playboy, but it seemed nowadays I was more conservative, maybe it came with the territory of being a father, or maybe it didn't? Maybe it was just me? Maybe I had changed so much that I... who the fuck am I kidding? No, one I suppose.
To be honest I'm still quite the player. It had been several weeks since me and her broke up, and I had already had several rebound girls stay the night. Fuck you for judging me, its' my life. I live it how I want.
"Mr. Mortalis...I didn't expect to see you here. Aren't you suppose to be on your way to Portland?
I turned and saw George. My new assistant and a new close friend of mine who had been working extremely hard on solidifying not only my contract with APW, but my investing deals with the APW itself. Truly he was a God send as I had less time to focus on my own personal CEO duties as I was now officially back with Asylum. I still wondered why I left in the first place, but I suppose it didn't matter. No, all that mattered now was that I win, and move on to face the biggest liability and stock drop for APW in recent history.
"Yeah, I moved my flight back an hour. Are you sure you can handle the duties I've put in front of you?"
"Of course I can...that is why you hired me, right?
I nodded my head and then took one last look around before heading toward the door. I turned one last time to look at the penthouse I wouldn't be seeing for quite a while and then spoke to George one more time.
"Keep me posted on the Reller deal and make sure Mr. Grieves doesn't back out of buy out because I swear to God if I have to go through another fucking meeting with that asshole...I will fire half the employees I'm taking in through the deal along with his ass."
"Sure thing, Mr. Mortalis."
"Alright, good bye..."
I left George to deal with everything. My company was in good hands I supposed, George was a brilliant kid with a lot of potential, and I was sure he would do me proud in the time I was take a step back. For now, my short break from wrestling was through, and now it was time for this Cloud Chaser to start his chase once again.
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"So...how has it been Asylum? It has been several months I suppose, right? Well I guess I should reintroduce myself to everyone as it seems some people don't even know who I am...*cough* Jade *cough*. I am the asshole with the large mouth, the douche bag your mother warned you about, and the guy who has probably slept with your girlfriend by now. I'm Madok Mortalis and I am the mother fucking Cloud Chaser. Now before we do this, maybe I should reiterate how awesome it is to have the opportunity to fight for an opportunity for a World Heavyweight Championship Title. I might as well, right? Because every other mother fucker has done the same God damn thing fifty times in the same promotion. Oh and also in the spirit of continuity, I am also claiming that without a doubt I am your future World Heavyweight champion. Which means there is going to be a lot of confusion because not everyone in this match can go on to fight Rico, or can they? Is there some fucked up rule where everyone in this match can become a contender? I haven't really read the rules to a first blood battle royal yet.
I guess the general gist is that I have to cut one of you guys on the forehead? The arm, the chest, the face, the finger, the toe, or some other ridiculous part of the body that I can't think of off the top of my head. To be quite honest, I'm not looking forward to this. Not because I can't cut you guys like I'm some kind of prison inmate with a shank or that I'm afraid to be cut myself, but because I know deep down as soon as I win you guys are all going to get really pissed and take out your anger on me and to be quite fair...I am really good, but I'm not good enough to take on seven on one. Sounds arrogant of me I know, but to be quite fair...I'm doing this all in the spirit of continuity because no one else seems to be afraid or think they can lose, but lets be honest shall we? None of you guys have any 'real' talent. The vast majority of you are ignoring your flaws and to be quite honest, being a fucking genius and probably the smartest athlete in Asylum, believe me when I say you guys got flaws. I mean Jade for instance is your typical run of the mill generic mall hopping girl who judges books by covers and is more interested in getting her hair curled or highlighted than actually doing something, but then again she has "blood lust" whatever the fuck that means. She is more than likely going to come out, break a nail, cry at me about how her daddy touched her inappropriately and that is why she chose this life, and then she will storm out of the ring taking some of my money and dumping some of my clothes on the entrance ramp.
Meanwhile, Jason Kash will be so busy getting head and getting high that he won't even show up, and Branden harvey will show up except he will hide outside the ring, sucking his thumb and crying like a pre-pubescent girl. To be fair...could I expect anything less from a bunch of morons? No. If I expected more from them then they would disappoint me, this way I can be surprised if they go above, and beyond and actually give two fucks if they actually come to fight. Ok, lets go against the grain and forget about continuity and lets ask a simple question, shall we?"
Madok pauses and then asks a question.
"Have any of you ever beat Rico Casteel?"
Madok stops again and waits for a reply, finally after waiting a good minute he begins to speak again.
"Of course not...but I have. You see when it comes down to who has done what and how one has done what...I'm the best man for this job. To be quite honest, so far this World Heavyweight Championship reign has been nothing more than Rico getting angry and bitch slapping everyone stepping in his way. Not only does this drop the value of Asylum, but it also makes you all seem like inept assholes with little to no talent to your name. Which is completely true, but at least if Rico wasn't here you guys could play it off as a fluke, and actually pretend that you are worth a damn. I mean sure, Jason beat me a while back, but does that mean he can beat Rico in a match that doesn't require you to bend your opponent into a twisty tie? No, absolutely not. Jason has proven time and time again he needs help or he needs to make an opponent submit to win. Sure, he is probably a better Tap Out champ than me even though he won through a fluke, but that doesn't mean he is going to win against Rico, in fact if anything I think Rico would roll Jason up and smoke him like joint if they fought. Which would be funny, sure, but in the end it would do nothing for the division. Then you throw fresh blood into the match, Jade may have charisma, but have we even seen her compete yet? Sure, Reggi probably saw her getting out of the pool, and thought 'that is somebody want to see naked." and threw the shot at her. Who wouldn't, right? But has she really 'earned' this shot? No. More than likely she will go out, cut Branden on his little head and then get cut by Jason's deranged girlfriend Ms. Hitch when she goes to cut him. Its hard to evaluate someone when all you have seen is shots of her getting out of pools and posing in lingerie, true fact. If I had something to run on like maybe some kind of tape to watch...but I don't. All I have is some pictures and to be quite honest...this isn't a modeling agency hun, but I'm sure I could pick you up a several million dollar deal in one if you are interested?
Then how can we forget, Harvey? Well the answer is we want to forget, but we can't. The guy is a whiner, a loser, and above all else the guy shouldn't be here. He lost his match, he lost it, and Rico retained. Why the fuck are we giving this guy a second chance? This isn't a game show where the guy gets the reprieve at the end to try again. No, this is a wrestling organization where talent, charisma, and intelligence are valued over simplicity, stupidity, and lack of skill. So, why is he here? He got his ass kicked, he lost, and he keeps losing and to be quite honest when I saw his name here I wondered if this was a nightmare. A land where quite possibly Mr. Dangerous is Undisputed Champion and every day is appreciate Level One day. It scared me, but luckily I got over it. The rest of the guys that we have to fight are quite honestly not even worth mentioning...fucking losers the lot of them and to be quite honest I see them all getting eliminated rather quickly, but who cares? Not like anyone will be rooting for them anyway. The fact is ladies and gentlemen, everyone is losing tonight except for me. I'm going to win because I have to. Not just for myself, but for the company which clearly is losing millions by having such a bland neanderthal of a man as champion. I know this isn't the news you want to hear and I know the match is going to be hard, but I have a good feeling about it. I don't think any of you stand a chance in hell of winning and I'm waiting to be proven wrong, so come on down to the ring and bring your 'A' game because the Cloud Chaser is back and all of you motherfuckers have been on notice. Oh and by the way...all of you can go fuck off."
