Post by Michael Jennings on Oct 17, 2011 20:13:44 GMT -4
After Asylum is finished…
Backstage in his locker room the masked villain known as Ebirah has his iPhone out and is trying to call Branden Harvey for the fourth time at the show but the phone just continues to ring with no one answering. All of this trying to communicate with his teammates crap has finally set Ebirah off and he’s about to smash something with a baseball bat at this rate.
Ebirah: Bastards…
He stops the call and puts his phone back up before sighing with frustration. He seems very angry with the fact that his own teammates aren’t reliable. This revelation has only piqued his intrigue with the whole situation.
Ebirah: Why aren’t they taking my calls?
The wheels are really turning inside that brain of his. All sorts of thoughts are going through his and most of them are not good as it relates to the Elite Posse. In fact he hasn’t been able to get a hold of either of them has him thinking there’s a conspiracy going on against him.
Ebirah: It’s all about to turn on me, isn’t it? They think that I’m not onto them but I am. Harvey and ASP are going to turn on me. He was right…I should’ve listened to him sooner.
He sighs and shakes his head as he looks down at the ground.
Ebirah: Great, just what I need going into my biggest match in APW. I have to deal with having unreliable partners who are planning to stab me in the back like cowards. Well I’m not going to let that happen. What I need to do is shore some stuff up and fast.
He starts to ponder about what his next move should be and puts his thinking cap on about possible moves he could make.
Ebirah: They are planning to ambush me so the most logical move would be for me to get some back up. However I need to talk to the right people about forming up a team. Trevor Jennings would be too dumb. That guy can’t even order food from the drive thru without a set of instructions. Maybe Jason Kash…nah, that guy is too much of a loser to team with me. Biggs and Gates are worrying too much about each other so neither is a viable option. Same goes for all of the participants in the Elimination Chamber match. After all that…who’s left? Hmmm…
He strokes his chin as he starts pondering about who is left in the APW locker room that could help benefit him and give him multiple back up. Then a very intriguing idea as it relates to two people that he’s known for years. Two people that hate him as much as he hates them.
Ebirah: The Gulls…
He rubs his hands together and starts salivating at the thought of working with his enemies from the San Diego indy wrestling scene. No one will believe that they all would be working together.
Ebirah: Yes, this will work nicely. Now I have to go make them an offer they can’t refuse. I must make them think that they need me to succeed here in APW. I’ll have to word it perfectly in order for this to work. I need to say it in a way that will get their brains churning. It’s my only hope…
He sighs before grabbing a card off of the table and heading out his locker room door to go try and make a deal with the Seagulls.
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Later…
Walking back into his locker room the masked villain known as Ebirah slams the door shut before kicking the lockers in anger. He then slams his fist into one of the lockers before sitting down on a bench. He looks down at the ground before shaking his head in anger as he clinches his fists.
Ebirah: FUCKING SEAGULLS!
He then turns to the camera waving his finger like some sort of crazed despot ranting and waving at a political rally.
Ebirah: I gave you two an offer you couldn’t and shouldn’t refuse and what do you do? You refuse it like FOOLS! IDIOTS!
At this point he stands up and starts pacing back and forth before turning back to the camera.
Ebirah: I swear you two birds have to be the dumbest idiots on the face of the planet. You could be the biggest stars in this business but yet you choose to fail on your own then succeed with my backing. Only through me could you two reach where you need to in APW. However now you will never reach your true potential.
Sighing while he shakes his head, Ebirah is in a state of dismay over the idiocy that is all around him. He’s got a lot of stupidity to deal with in his opinion and shockingly to him not all of it relates to Nathaniel Havok. That alone shocks him more than even the sex scene with Adrien Brody from ‘Splice’ did.
Ebirah: Between you two idiots, my own failing stable, and my idiotic opponent for One Night in Hell I have a nightmare of a time as it relates to dealing with people who have the minimal amount of functioning brain cells in order to survive. This is a week where I have to make a big move and show all of APW that I mean a damn. This is where I make a big move and this is the show where I show all of you just who in APW you shouldn’t fuck with. I am all alone but it’s not going to be that way for long. I’m going to make some calls and the Seagulls, among others, are going to wish that they had stayed on my good side. Havok, you’re the sacrificial lamb. I have MUCH in store for you. I hope you enjoy the nightmare I have planned out for you. More to follow, I’ll stay in touch.
Ebirah then motions for the camera to cut and the scene soon fades to black.
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10/15/2011
San Diego, California
Night…
The Occupy Wall Street protests have taken over San Diego under the guise of the Occupy San Diego protest. Civic Center Plaza is packed with people who are protesting and in the midst of all of this the masked wrestling villain known as Ebirah is standing next to a store as the protest goes on all around him. However no one is in his area which is symbolic to how he is now all alone in his quest for the Xtreme Title. Looking out at the chaos going on around him he smiles before beginning to speak.
Ebirah: This society is falling apart just like every great empire in the past has fallen apart…
He motions around himself before continuing.
Ebirah: Look around and you see all the warning signs of a modern version of the French Revolution. The bourgeoisie at the bottom of the upper class are the ones being hurt by all of the newest batch of taxes the most. At the same time the middle class and the poor are starting to unite against the big greedy corporations yet the fools have all failed to realize that the government is running things, they’re the boss. They’re working with the corporations, churches, and every other entity that has a lot of power to keep you people down. It’s not just the corporations, it’s EVERYTHING! Go watch the movie ‘They Live’ and see what I’m talking about. I put on the figurative sunglasses and saw the light unlike these people. It’s not just the corporations but everything else and that includes the Elite Posse. Havok is in control. I have no allies or anyone else to help me. I am all alone…
He looks down at the ground depressed over what is going on with his alliance.
Ebirah: You have me right where you want me, Havok. I am here all alone with no help at all…
At this point he motions around to show that he has no one there with him.
Ebirah: As you can see I have been forsaken by my so-called partners in the Elite Posse. The moment things got tough they ran off. Harvey is still around but what has he done? I haven’t heard anything from him in over a week and that does not please me greatly. In fact it pisses me off to the point where I have now hired someone who is reliable to manage me. Let me introduce you to my manager…
A man walks onto the screen, a man who hasn’t been seen before in APW but is a notorious manager in the wrestling business who hasn’t been in the business in years. Fans and wrestlers alike know him as Bobby Belichick. He was the Manager of the Year back in the years of 1984, 1986, 1987, 1989, 1990, 1992, and 1996. He smiles at the camera in the most insincere manner possible as he begins to speak.
Belichick: That’s right, Havok. My name is Bobby and I’m the new manager of this man. My man Ebirah here is coming to One Night in Hell to show the world that he is the most underrated wrestler in this company. Nobody gave this man the time of day when he first arrived and yet he still succeeded in every way possible. And you know Havok, YOU KNOW that he’s going to become the Xtreme Champion here in APW. While you’re doing pod casts this man has been making a difference in society. This man has also been training so that he can hurt you and he will hurt you. And after he hurts you he’s going to take your title. I CAN”T WAIT! I’m going to be the manager of the Xtreme Champion of the world. I’m ready! Havok, you’d better be ready!
A smile creeps across Ebirah’s face. His deception has worked perfectly. Nobody saw the manager thing coming which is exactly what he wanted to happen. However he has more going on then he’s letting on but decides to save the rest of the fun for later and continues his monologue.
Ebirah: And do we have some surprises for you as well as a few other people. Oh yes, this is going to be something. There may be some World Championship matches later on in the show but people will be talking about me and what I’m going to do instead of who the big time champions are here in APW.
He rubs his hands together and almost appears to be salivating at the thought of all of his plans coming together at once.
Ebirah: What horrors I have in store for all of you and for you too Havok. You can say it’s easier to win a title than to hold onto it but I don’t think that’s the case. You have the championship advantage in most matches. You can lose by getting counted out or disqualified and hold onto your title. The champion can take the cheap way out and hold onto their title. That is why all of this “it’s easier to win the title than to hold onto it” talk is all a bunch of bullshit propaganda being put out by our current Xtreme Champion.
Once again he is filling your heads with lies and deceit much like the government that these people are protested. And by people I mean the scum that myself and Bobby are surrounded by right now. Filth like this is why I hate society and almost everyone in it. I didn’t win my title shot by having it handed to me on a silver platter, either. I earned by kicking a lot of ass in the ring and not kissing a lot of ass backstage like some of the other boys in the back. Jeff did what he had to do because you didn’t know when to stop running your mouth so he decided to shut it at least temporarily. He got some balls and did something about you running your mouth just like I’m going to do when I hear you in the ring.
The only thing I do commend you on is believing that this match is about a championship because, quite frankly, it is. This is also about respect as well. This is about seeing who the better man is. I think that I’m the better man because you whine and blame all of your problems on other people. You can blame all of your problems on Jeff and others all you want but eventually you’ll have to look in the mirror and see who the real problem is. The fact is you only have yourself to blame for all of your problems and that’s the truth. I don’t blame any of my problems on other people unless they are the cause of it. I spread it around only when needed and take full blame for anything this is my own fault unlike yourself. That is the key difference between us. I can take the heat but you can’t.
Listen to me, Havok. The Elite Posse will NOT be interfering in this match. In fact they’ve disappeared on me to the point where I don’t think they are reliable and I cannot trust them. ASP is off the card already and Harvey is being a coward like he used to be before he took my advice and grew some balls. But sadly, alas, he has regressed to the point where he no longer has what it takes to be a man who takes action. And let me make this perfectly clear so that your paranoia ridden brain can rest at ease. I am NOT allied with President Jeff because I don’t align myself with people in power. Instead I show them just how pathetic their plans are. I’m not out to align with power…I’m here to take the power from those who power such as yourself.
In the background Bobby cackles with glee as his client makes his intent known to the world.
Belichick: Why would we even need to align ourselves with someone in power anyway? We’re here to do things our way. We will get to the top no matter what anybody throws our way. Soon we will be the top power in APW. Just wait and see. Tell ‘em, future champ.
Ebirah: That’s right. We don’t need handouts, we don’t need to protest, and we don’t need to whine and cry like little children. We go out there and do what we do best. We’ll turn your plans back around onto you and make your night a living hell. You can have Sally come out with you all you want but the fact is that it wont do you any good. No matter what you do or what strategy you decide use in the match it wont matter either because I have been training in the art of mat wrestling. I will have counters to everything that you bring to the table. Sure, you did kick my Elite Posse partner’s ass on Overdrive but he’s not me. I’m the next level up from him. I’m a step up the food chain and you’ll find that out first hand, son.
I’m a different kind of animal than either of my allies are. I’m the brains of the operation as well as the most vicious person in the group. That’s double the trouble for you, Havok. Nice you can whine like a little bitch and call me a pussy all you want but it’s not going effect me…come on, man. I’m the most heartless son of a bitch in APW and everybody knows it. I will not hesitate and I will show you no mercy. You may have a financial advisor now but I have a manager that is FAR superior to him. I don’t need him feeding me lines like a teleprompter. I say what I want, when I want, how I want, and nobody tells me what to say. Also what the hell kind of reporters did you find for your little ‘press conference?’ I was waiting for Jimmy Olsen from the Daily Planet to ask you some questions judging by what some of those humanoids were asking you.
In the background Bobby starts laughing which makes Ebirah turn and get a cocky smile on his face before turning back to the camera as Bobby has some things to say.
Belichick: Those reporters were nothing more than hired actors hired by your financial consultant to make you look as good as possible. You want to talk about conspiracies and all that well I have a conspiracy for you. How well do you know your financial advisor? I mean, come on man. He could be working for us for all you know. In fact maybe he is…or maybe he isn’t. See how that works? The conspiracy stuff goes both ways. However at least ours somewhat make sense. Those reporters were actors, plain and simple.
At this point Ebirah interjects to continue with their point on the subject matter.
Ebirah: The moment one of them said ‘the metropolis of Tokyo’ I KNEW they were actors which is why none of them had the balls to ask you some really tough questions and instead all you got was the easy stuff to answer. I also love how you winked at Sally during the press conference too…it made us sick.
Belichick: We’d rather have money than a skirt.
Ebirah laughs and nods his head.
Ebirah: Damn right. Havok, you may have started in this business when you were fifteen but I’m nineteen right now. How old are you? That’s right, older than me so all of that age business isn’t going to mean jack shit. I have the endurance edge. I’m going to run circles around you. You’re going to be huffing and puffing more than you do after you finish with Sally after two minutes every night you’re in the bed together. You’re the two minute man and I’m the sixty minute ass kicking machine.
You can talk about me not being able to get the job done by myself just like you’re not able to get the job done by yourself. I asked Sally backstage one day and she said that you need to take two pills just to keep it up for over ten minutes. You are the Enforcer of Sorrow alright. After every night in your bed Sally is filled with sorrow about your inability to perform in the bedroom just like these fans are filled with sorrow with your inability to perform in the ring. How sad it is that it has taken the man who tells it like it is to expose you to the world. I’ve exposed you in all ways possible and I’ve already beaten you in the ring.
So you were right that I do have the momentum coming into the match. Even without the Posse I can beat you. Without hesitation I can say that I can beat you in the ring. You can also say that I haven’t proven anything to anyone yet but the fact is that I have. I have proven that I can go at with the best of the best in this company and that includes you. I have beaten almost everyone they’ve put me in the ring with yet you dare to question me. FUCK YOU! You’re nothing but a hater in denial of my power. You know that my power will be too strong to control. They know that I will not be a pawn of the championship committee or President Jeff. I am here to create chaos, plain and simple. The best way to create chaos in any place is to fracture the top of the food chain. If I’m out to do that then all of your little conspiracies are now proven to be bullshit just for the fact that I’m against Jeff just as much or perhaps even more than you are.
At One Night in Hell I’m going to make you burn…and everything else too. I’m going to burn this entire company to the ground. All you care about is your pride and I’m going to burn that too. The scorched remnants of what remains are what I’m going to salvage my new Xtreme Championship out of. You talk about how life isn’t a dream for you anymore…well, you’re right. The fact is that it’s nothing more than a long, prolonged nightmare that you cannot escape from. You’ve been burnt before so you know that I’m telling the truth when I say that I’m going to turn you into a hideous, burnt freak when I set you on fire.
When you faced me before you couldn’t get the job done and now you’re still running your mouth like you won. You don’t respect me just like nobody in this company respects me. However the difference between yourself and all of them is that they know when to shut the hell up unlike yourself. You talk and talk with no point to it at all. Nobody else in this company even comes close to you in that department. Nobody cares about you or your Twitter account. It’s all about you and your ego. You act like I’m some hyped up monster like Kurt Noble but yet I came here with little to no fanfare and still am barely promoted. I’m not even on the video opening on Overdrive for crying out loud. I’m not on any merchandise, I’m not on the hype videos, and the fact is that I should be. You brag about beating ASP like that’s some big chore when the reality of it is that guy sucks so bad he was taken off the big show whereas I am still on the show. I’m the ONLY Elite member of the Posse and you and everybody else in this company KNOWS it.
I am the best there is and I’m going to prove it to you and everybody else Havok when I burn the flesh off of your mangled body. You can think of me as a pawn all you want but this pawn is going to show you just who the real puppet master is in this company. I’m the one pulling the strings that you don’t see. I’m like Toulon. I pull the strings and people do what I want. Also let me set the record straight. I have LESS THAN ONE YEAR of experience in the ring. ONCE AGAIN I have proven that your actors…I mean, reporters were not reporters and actors. You want to make me seem like some sort of monster when the fact is that YOU are the favorite in this match. All of that bullshit propaganda you were saying relates more to you then it does to me. You’re spending too much time filling the people’s heads with your lies and deceit. You can talk about Jacob Whitehead or any other jobber that you want here in APW but the fact is that I’m coming into the match like a freight train from hell and I’m leaving with your belt after I burn you alive. The immolation scene from Revenge of the Sith will be NOTHING like what I have in store for you especially after you “pissing” comment. I’m going to make your rotting corpse bypass the hospital and go directly to the cemetery because when you mess with me that’s where you’re going to go. The stars in the APW sky will turn as black as the space in the universe surrounding them when I start my rise to the top of APW by defeating you. The dark time has arrived and you will be the first of many victims…
He smirks deviously at the camera before walking off screen with Bobby Belichick who stops and cackles at the camera for a moment as the scene fades to black.
Backstage in his locker room the masked villain known as Ebirah has his iPhone out and is trying to call Branden Harvey for the fourth time at the show but the phone just continues to ring with no one answering. All of this trying to communicate with his teammates crap has finally set Ebirah off and he’s about to smash something with a baseball bat at this rate.
Ebirah: Bastards…
He stops the call and puts his phone back up before sighing with frustration. He seems very angry with the fact that his own teammates aren’t reliable. This revelation has only piqued his intrigue with the whole situation.
Ebirah: Why aren’t they taking my calls?
The wheels are really turning inside that brain of his. All sorts of thoughts are going through his and most of them are not good as it relates to the Elite Posse. In fact he hasn’t been able to get a hold of either of them has him thinking there’s a conspiracy going on against him.
Ebirah: It’s all about to turn on me, isn’t it? They think that I’m not onto them but I am. Harvey and ASP are going to turn on me. He was right…I should’ve listened to him sooner.
He sighs and shakes his head as he looks down at the ground.
Ebirah: Great, just what I need going into my biggest match in APW. I have to deal with having unreliable partners who are planning to stab me in the back like cowards. Well I’m not going to let that happen. What I need to do is shore some stuff up and fast.
He starts to ponder about what his next move should be and puts his thinking cap on about possible moves he could make.
Ebirah: They are planning to ambush me so the most logical move would be for me to get some back up. However I need to talk to the right people about forming up a team. Trevor Jennings would be too dumb. That guy can’t even order food from the drive thru without a set of instructions. Maybe Jason Kash…nah, that guy is too much of a loser to team with me. Biggs and Gates are worrying too much about each other so neither is a viable option. Same goes for all of the participants in the Elimination Chamber match. After all that…who’s left? Hmmm…
He strokes his chin as he starts pondering about who is left in the APW locker room that could help benefit him and give him multiple back up. Then a very intriguing idea as it relates to two people that he’s known for years. Two people that hate him as much as he hates them.
Ebirah: The Gulls…
He rubs his hands together and starts salivating at the thought of working with his enemies from the San Diego indy wrestling scene. No one will believe that they all would be working together.
Ebirah: Yes, this will work nicely. Now I have to go make them an offer they can’t refuse. I must make them think that they need me to succeed here in APW. I’ll have to word it perfectly in order for this to work. I need to say it in a way that will get their brains churning. It’s my only hope…
He sighs before grabbing a card off of the table and heading out his locker room door to go try and make a deal with the Seagulls.
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Later…
Walking back into his locker room the masked villain known as Ebirah slams the door shut before kicking the lockers in anger. He then slams his fist into one of the lockers before sitting down on a bench. He looks down at the ground before shaking his head in anger as he clinches his fists.
Ebirah: FUCKING SEAGULLS!
He then turns to the camera waving his finger like some sort of crazed despot ranting and waving at a political rally.
Ebirah: I gave you two an offer you couldn’t and shouldn’t refuse and what do you do? You refuse it like FOOLS! IDIOTS!
At this point he stands up and starts pacing back and forth before turning back to the camera.
Ebirah: I swear you two birds have to be the dumbest idiots on the face of the planet. You could be the biggest stars in this business but yet you choose to fail on your own then succeed with my backing. Only through me could you two reach where you need to in APW. However now you will never reach your true potential.
Sighing while he shakes his head, Ebirah is in a state of dismay over the idiocy that is all around him. He’s got a lot of stupidity to deal with in his opinion and shockingly to him not all of it relates to Nathaniel Havok. That alone shocks him more than even the sex scene with Adrien Brody from ‘Splice’ did.
Ebirah: Between you two idiots, my own failing stable, and my idiotic opponent for One Night in Hell I have a nightmare of a time as it relates to dealing with people who have the minimal amount of functioning brain cells in order to survive. This is a week where I have to make a big move and show all of APW that I mean a damn. This is where I make a big move and this is the show where I show all of you just who in APW you shouldn’t fuck with. I am all alone but it’s not going to be that way for long. I’m going to make some calls and the Seagulls, among others, are going to wish that they had stayed on my good side. Havok, you’re the sacrificial lamb. I have MUCH in store for you. I hope you enjoy the nightmare I have planned out for you. More to follow, I’ll stay in touch.
Ebirah then motions for the camera to cut and the scene soon fades to black.
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10/15/2011
San Diego, California
Night…
The Occupy Wall Street protests have taken over San Diego under the guise of the Occupy San Diego protest. Civic Center Plaza is packed with people who are protesting and in the midst of all of this the masked wrestling villain known as Ebirah is standing next to a store as the protest goes on all around him. However no one is in his area which is symbolic to how he is now all alone in his quest for the Xtreme Title. Looking out at the chaos going on around him he smiles before beginning to speak.
Ebirah: This society is falling apart just like every great empire in the past has fallen apart…
He motions around himself before continuing.
Ebirah: Look around and you see all the warning signs of a modern version of the French Revolution. The bourgeoisie at the bottom of the upper class are the ones being hurt by all of the newest batch of taxes the most. At the same time the middle class and the poor are starting to unite against the big greedy corporations yet the fools have all failed to realize that the government is running things, they’re the boss. They’re working with the corporations, churches, and every other entity that has a lot of power to keep you people down. It’s not just the corporations, it’s EVERYTHING! Go watch the movie ‘They Live’ and see what I’m talking about. I put on the figurative sunglasses and saw the light unlike these people. It’s not just the corporations but everything else and that includes the Elite Posse. Havok is in control. I have no allies or anyone else to help me. I am all alone…
He looks down at the ground depressed over what is going on with his alliance.
Ebirah: You have me right where you want me, Havok. I am here all alone with no help at all…
At this point he motions around to show that he has no one there with him.
Ebirah: As you can see I have been forsaken by my so-called partners in the Elite Posse. The moment things got tough they ran off. Harvey is still around but what has he done? I haven’t heard anything from him in over a week and that does not please me greatly. In fact it pisses me off to the point where I have now hired someone who is reliable to manage me. Let me introduce you to my manager…
A man walks onto the screen, a man who hasn’t been seen before in APW but is a notorious manager in the wrestling business who hasn’t been in the business in years. Fans and wrestlers alike know him as Bobby Belichick. He was the Manager of the Year back in the years of 1984, 1986, 1987, 1989, 1990, 1992, and 1996. He smiles at the camera in the most insincere manner possible as he begins to speak.
Belichick: That’s right, Havok. My name is Bobby and I’m the new manager of this man. My man Ebirah here is coming to One Night in Hell to show the world that he is the most underrated wrestler in this company. Nobody gave this man the time of day when he first arrived and yet he still succeeded in every way possible. And you know Havok, YOU KNOW that he’s going to become the Xtreme Champion here in APW. While you’re doing pod casts this man has been making a difference in society. This man has also been training so that he can hurt you and he will hurt you. And after he hurts you he’s going to take your title. I CAN”T WAIT! I’m going to be the manager of the Xtreme Champion of the world. I’m ready! Havok, you’d better be ready!
A smile creeps across Ebirah’s face. His deception has worked perfectly. Nobody saw the manager thing coming which is exactly what he wanted to happen. However he has more going on then he’s letting on but decides to save the rest of the fun for later and continues his monologue.
Ebirah: And do we have some surprises for you as well as a few other people. Oh yes, this is going to be something. There may be some World Championship matches later on in the show but people will be talking about me and what I’m going to do instead of who the big time champions are here in APW.
He rubs his hands together and almost appears to be salivating at the thought of all of his plans coming together at once.
Ebirah: What horrors I have in store for all of you and for you too Havok. You can say it’s easier to win a title than to hold onto it but I don’t think that’s the case. You have the championship advantage in most matches. You can lose by getting counted out or disqualified and hold onto your title. The champion can take the cheap way out and hold onto their title. That is why all of this “it’s easier to win the title than to hold onto it” talk is all a bunch of bullshit propaganda being put out by our current Xtreme Champion.
Once again he is filling your heads with lies and deceit much like the government that these people are protested. And by people I mean the scum that myself and Bobby are surrounded by right now. Filth like this is why I hate society and almost everyone in it. I didn’t win my title shot by having it handed to me on a silver platter, either. I earned by kicking a lot of ass in the ring and not kissing a lot of ass backstage like some of the other boys in the back. Jeff did what he had to do because you didn’t know when to stop running your mouth so he decided to shut it at least temporarily. He got some balls and did something about you running your mouth just like I’m going to do when I hear you in the ring.
The only thing I do commend you on is believing that this match is about a championship because, quite frankly, it is. This is also about respect as well. This is about seeing who the better man is. I think that I’m the better man because you whine and blame all of your problems on other people. You can blame all of your problems on Jeff and others all you want but eventually you’ll have to look in the mirror and see who the real problem is. The fact is you only have yourself to blame for all of your problems and that’s the truth. I don’t blame any of my problems on other people unless they are the cause of it. I spread it around only when needed and take full blame for anything this is my own fault unlike yourself. That is the key difference between us. I can take the heat but you can’t.
Listen to me, Havok. The Elite Posse will NOT be interfering in this match. In fact they’ve disappeared on me to the point where I don’t think they are reliable and I cannot trust them. ASP is off the card already and Harvey is being a coward like he used to be before he took my advice and grew some balls. But sadly, alas, he has regressed to the point where he no longer has what it takes to be a man who takes action. And let me make this perfectly clear so that your paranoia ridden brain can rest at ease. I am NOT allied with President Jeff because I don’t align myself with people in power. Instead I show them just how pathetic their plans are. I’m not out to align with power…I’m here to take the power from those who power such as yourself.
In the background Bobby cackles with glee as his client makes his intent known to the world.
Belichick: Why would we even need to align ourselves with someone in power anyway? We’re here to do things our way. We will get to the top no matter what anybody throws our way. Soon we will be the top power in APW. Just wait and see. Tell ‘em, future champ.
Ebirah: That’s right. We don’t need handouts, we don’t need to protest, and we don’t need to whine and cry like little children. We go out there and do what we do best. We’ll turn your plans back around onto you and make your night a living hell. You can have Sally come out with you all you want but the fact is that it wont do you any good. No matter what you do or what strategy you decide use in the match it wont matter either because I have been training in the art of mat wrestling. I will have counters to everything that you bring to the table. Sure, you did kick my Elite Posse partner’s ass on Overdrive but he’s not me. I’m the next level up from him. I’m a step up the food chain and you’ll find that out first hand, son.
I’m a different kind of animal than either of my allies are. I’m the brains of the operation as well as the most vicious person in the group. That’s double the trouble for you, Havok. Nice you can whine like a little bitch and call me a pussy all you want but it’s not going effect me…come on, man. I’m the most heartless son of a bitch in APW and everybody knows it. I will not hesitate and I will show you no mercy. You may have a financial advisor now but I have a manager that is FAR superior to him. I don’t need him feeding me lines like a teleprompter. I say what I want, when I want, how I want, and nobody tells me what to say. Also what the hell kind of reporters did you find for your little ‘press conference?’ I was waiting for Jimmy Olsen from the Daily Planet to ask you some questions judging by what some of those humanoids were asking you.
In the background Bobby starts laughing which makes Ebirah turn and get a cocky smile on his face before turning back to the camera as Bobby has some things to say.
Belichick: Those reporters were nothing more than hired actors hired by your financial consultant to make you look as good as possible. You want to talk about conspiracies and all that well I have a conspiracy for you. How well do you know your financial advisor? I mean, come on man. He could be working for us for all you know. In fact maybe he is…or maybe he isn’t. See how that works? The conspiracy stuff goes both ways. However at least ours somewhat make sense. Those reporters were actors, plain and simple.
At this point Ebirah interjects to continue with their point on the subject matter.
Ebirah: The moment one of them said ‘the metropolis of Tokyo’ I KNEW they were actors which is why none of them had the balls to ask you some really tough questions and instead all you got was the easy stuff to answer. I also love how you winked at Sally during the press conference too…it made us sick.
Belichick: We’d rather have money than a skirt.
Ebirah laughs and nods his head.
Ebirah: Damn right. Havok, you may have started in this business when you were fifteen but I’m nineteen right now. How old are you? That’s right, older than me so all of that age business isn’t going to mean jack shit. I have the endurance edge. I’m going to run circles around you. You’re going to be huffing and puffing more than you do after you finish with Sally after two minutes every night you’re in the bed together. You’re the two minute man and I’m the sixty minute ass kicking machine.
You can talk about me not being able to get the job done by myself just like you’re not able to get the job done by yourself. I asked Sally backstage one day and she said that you need to take two pills just to keep it up for over ten minutes. You are the Enforcer of Sorrow alright. After every night in your bed Sally is filled with sorrow about your inability to perform in the bedroom just like these fans are filled with sorrow with your inability to perform in the ring. How sad it is that it has taken the man who tells it like it is to expose you to the world. I’ve exposed you in all ways possible and I’ve already beaten you in the ring.
So you were right that I do have the momentum coming into the match. Even without the Posse I can beat you. Without hesitation I can say that I can beat you in the ring. You can also say that I haven’t proven anything to anyone yet but the fact is that I have. I have proven that I can go at with the best of the best in this company and that includes you. I have beaten almost everyone they’ve put me in the ring with yet you dare to question me. FUCK YOU! You’re nothing but a hater in denial of my power. You know that my power will be too strong to control. They know that I will not be a pawn of the championship committee or President Jeff. I am here to create chaos, plain and simple. The best way to create chaos in any place is to fracture the top of the food chain. If I’m out to do that then all of your little conspiracies are now proven to be bullshit just for the fact that I’m against Jeff just as much or perhaps even more than you are.
At One Night in Hell I’m going to make you burn…and everything else too. I’m going to burn this entire company to the ground. All you care about is your pride and I’m going to burn that too. The scorched remnants of what remains are what I’m going to salvage my new Xtreme Championship out of. You talk about how life isn’t a dream for you anymore…well, you’re right. The fact is that it’s nothing more than a long, prolonged nightmare that you cannot escape from. You’ve been burnt before so you know that I’m telling the truth when I say that I’m going to turn you into a hideous, burnt freak when I set you on fire.
When you faced me before you couldn’t get the job done and now you’re still running your mouth like you won. You don’t respect me just like nobody in this company respects me. However the difference between yourself and all of them is that they know when to shut the hell up unlike yourself. You talk and talk with no point to it at all. Nobody else in this company even comes close to you in that department. Nobody cares about you or your Twitter account. It’s all about you and your ego. You act like I’m some hyped up monster like Kurt Noble but yet I came here with little to no fanfare and still am barely promoted. I’m not even on the video opening on Overdrive for crying out loud. I’m not on any merchandise, I’m not on the hype videos, and the fact is that I should be. You brag about beating ASP like that’s some big chore when the reality of it is that guy sucks so bad he was taken off the big show whereas I am still on the show. I’m the ONLY Elite member of the Posse and you and everybody else in this company KNOWS it.
I am the best there is and I’m going to prove it to you and everybody else Havok when I burn the flesh off of your mangled body. You can think of me as a pawn all you want but this pawn is going to show you just who the real puppet master is in this company. I’m the one pulling the strings that you don’t see. I’m like Toulon. I pull the strings and people do what I want. Also let me set the record straight. I have LESS THAN ONE YEAR of experience in the ring. ONCE AGAIN I have proven that your actors…I mean, reporters were not reporters and actors. You want to make me seem like some sort of monster when the fact is that YOU are the favorite in this match. All of that bullshit propaganda you were saying relates more to you then it does to me. You’re spending too much time filling the people’s heads with your lies and deceit. You can talk about Jacob Whitehead or any other jobber that you want here in APW but the fact is that I’m coming into the match like a freight train from hell and I’m leaving with your belt after I burn you alive. The immolation scene from Revenge of the Sith will be NOTHING like what I have in store for you especially after you “pissing” comment. I’m going to make your rotting corpse bypass the hospital and go directly to the cemetery because when you mess with me that’s where you’re going to go. The stars in the APW sky will turn as black as the space in the universe surrounding them when I start my rise to the top of APW by defeating you. The dark time has arrived and you will be the first of many victims…
He smirks deviously at the camera before walking off screen with Bobby Belichick who stops and cackles at the camera for a moment as the scene fades to black.
