Post by Nathaniel Havok on Jan 15, 2012 14:06:16 GMT -4
The scene opens up at Dillinger Enterprises, right smack-dab in the middle of New York City. Chaz is sitting in the media room with his Street Coordinator, Willis Covington. We listen in on their conversation…
Willis: Well… Have you struck the deal with Ramirez yet?
Dillinger: You don’t get a hold of a man like Ramirez, he gets a hold of you. Get what I’m saying, big man?
Willis: I got you. So does that mean that we’re gonna’ be short? If we don’t come through on this, the pipeline is gonna’ dry up. They’re gonna’ go somewhere else, nigga.
Dillinger: No they wont. My family has been doing business with him for over twenty years. That’s not going to change just because I took over. And no, we’re not short. We’ve got more money than God, how could we ever be short?
Willis: Okay man, okay. You don’t have to go gettin’ all heated. But fuckin’ with niggas like these… They’ll kill you. These niggas is true thugs, straight up gangstas and shit. You need to make sure you know what you doin’, so they don’t turn around and bust a cap in yo’ ass.
Dillinger: Look, Willis… Right now I need to be focusing on Jason Andrews. This isn’t the time for us to be worrying about what some wetbacks are capable of. If they’re smart, they’ll never turn their backs on me. That would be bad for business, bad for their income, and bad for their well-being. They’re smarter than that, brother. Don’t worry about that right now, worry about your brother. He’s supposed to be here, but no one has seen him all day.
Willis: Who knows, nigga was prolly’ out partyin’ all night.
Dillinger: If he wasn’t your brother, I’d fire his little ass. But we don’t have time to be worrying about where he is. We have shit to do, and then we’ve got to get to the gym.
Willis: Damn, son! You were just there earlier!
Dillinger: Yeah well, I didn’t get to where I am today by…
All of the sudden, the main doors to the media room burst open, and in comes DeSean Covington, younger brother of Willis. With a giant can of Monster Energy in his hand, he looks disappointed that Chaz and Willis are in the room waiting for him.
DeSean: Chaz, Willis! What yall’ niggas doin’ in here so early?
Dillinger: Working, because that’s what we’re supposed to be doing. It looks like you had a fairly entertaining night, last night.
DeSean: And you know this, man!
Dillinger: Good time or not, when you’re told to be in here at a certain time, you get your little bitch ass in here… ON TIME! Understand?
DeSean: My bad, nigga! Won’t happen again, ya’ heard?
Dillinger: Good, because if it does happen again, Willis is going to hold you down while I cut your fucking balls off!
DeSean looks straight at his brother and Chaz for a moment, both men look as serious as hell. All the sudden, Chaz cracks a smile, and DeSean finally catches onto the joke.
DeSean: Aw, shit! Don’t be scarrin’ a nigga like that!
DeSean walks over to his camera and begins preparing things for the webcast. Chaz and Willis continue to talk business until DeSean is ready to go.
DeSean: Aight, let’s do this… 5...
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Dillinger: What’s up, everybody? As you know, this is Chaz Dillinger, Americas Most Wanted, and the New-Age Crippler. To my right, my Street Coordinator, Willis Covington.
Willis: Motha’ lovers and motha’ lovettes, it’s time to make some moves, count some money, and get on that grind! You’re in the presence of Chaz Motha’ Fuckin’ Dillinger! Chaz, what you got for the people, my nigga?
Dillinger: Well… First of all I’d like to say that if you’re partial to the pig, this webcast might not be for you. Because that’s what we’re going to talk about today… Pigs, and everything that go along with them!
Willis: What the hell we talkin’ bout’ breakfast foods for, nigga? Ham, bacon, sausage, what the hell all that got to do with you?
Dillinger: Ah, that’s where you’re mistaken. Breakfast foods aren’t what we’re going to be discussing. We’re going to be discussing the word itself, and it’s several meanings. First, say the word pig, and 9 times out of 10, a young man is going to think that you’re talking about a cop. Say pig to me, and I think of suckers and schmucks like Jason Andrews! But the two are actually a lot more alike than you would think! Do you know how many cops that I’ve paid off, lied to, or made fools of? I’m a young man with money, they’re always after me!
Always looking for a hand out, a little something to insure that they keep their mouths shut about me, my corporation, and my operations, no matter what they might include. Getting them off my back is as easy as it could be, just like taking care of business against Jason Andrews is going to be! Jason Andrews, you’re no man! You’re just another boy stuck inside a mans body. Truth is, I could buy you off in a new york minute, and you know it as well as I do! I could wave a hefty sum of cash in your filthy face, and you would more than gladly take the fall! But that’s not what I’m going to do, Andrews. Instead of paying you off, I think I’ll just show the entire world how untalented you actually are.
Like the cops that I spoke of earlier, you’re a simple-minded human being! All pigs are, it’s just a fact of life. Walking around with your smug demeanor, you think that you’re better than everybody else! You’re above the law, a celebrity in your own mind, absolutely untouchable! There’s no better feeling that wiping the mat with a mans face, and making him realize that he’s not exactly the man that he thought he was. Much like the feeling of showing a police officer that you are indeed immune to his authority, it’s a feeling that can’t be placed into words. A euphoria if you will, something poetic and unseen, just as beautiful as a sunset.
It’s going to be just like that, this Sunday night. Bacon-man, I plan on making you look like the complete dipshit you are! Thinking you can come onto my show and take over? Asylum belongs to Chaz Dillinger, no one else! In other words, the Cult, we run shit! And through you this Sunday night, I will make a statement! The statement that Chaz Dillinger could have done the exact same thing that Nathaniel Havok did! I am World Championship material, and everyone knows it! But I’m not going all in just yet. The Tap Out Championship is a title that I find myself very interested in. A title that could very-well become as prestigious as the top gold in the company!
It takes a real talented wrestler to be able to capture and maintain a championship like that. At any time, any man could be beaten into submission. But Chaz Dillinger, he’s a submission expert. Much like Johnny Brown before me, I will bring an honor and prestige to the Tap Out Championship that has never been seen before! The bar will be raised, and the title will flourish because of it! Much like Nathaniel Havok will always be the face of the Xtreme Championship, I will soon become the permanent face of the Tap Out Championship!
Previously, I had told you that I had plans to do things that had never been done before… And I meant it. It all starts with a little piece of Bacon, and it’s straight to the top from there. But I wont be eating the bacon. Let’s face it, you don’t get a body like this by eating greasy foods. Instead of eating the bacon, I plan on chewing it up, and spitting it right back out! And after I easily turn the bacon into ground-up meat, I’ll enjoy a nice, cold beverage… Courtesy of the boys at ringside, and the good people of the Food Network! Pretty soon after that, your APW career will be over, and I will be on top of the world.
Have no fear though, you do get a second chance. But at the end of this tournament, my victory over you could be the deciding factor. I could be the only person in this tournament capable of taking you out, but it could be that loss alone, that decides whether you advance to the final match or not. You can deny it all that you want to, but I know that you’ve had the exact same thoughts. Can’t say that I’ve had them thoughts about myself. But let’s face it, I haven’t lost a professional wrestling match yet. And as far as I’m concerned, getting into the ring with you is just like accepting a free win.
Chalk up another win for the Crippler, it’s pretty inevitable if you ask me. Truth is… There’s not a soul in Action Packed Wrestling that could take your place in this match, and come out on top against me. It’s just not going to happen, there’s just no way that it could. I’ve been on fire since I came into this company, beating everyone that the system has put in front of me night in and night out. I’ve been an unstoppable force, simply because my wrestling talent is pure. I was born with these gifts, and from a young age I showed signs of my destiny.
When I was a kid, I would stay awake in bed all night, dreaming of what I was going to accomplish when my time finally came! Today, I’m getting the chance to live out my dream. But everyone knows that I grew up to be one greedy son of a bitch, and I don’t have any kind of problem admitting it. So dreams and goals are now out the window, because I want more! When I was young, it would have been good enough to just wrestle a match in front of a few people. But not anymore! I’ve got my eyes set on gold, and I’ll be damned if anyone’s going to stand in my way!
That means you, Andrews! And this Sunday, when things don’t go as expected… I’ll be more than happy to look you dead in the eye and tell you that I told you so. They say that your attitude is a reflection of those you surround yourself with. And right now, I’m surrounded by winners! Nathaniel Havok, a mentor that any APW Megastar would be delighted to pal around with! Trust me, I’ve learned to count my lucky stars. If it weren’t for Nathaniel, I’d still be sitting in a gym, waiting for my call up to the big leagues. But I’m not, and I think that I’ve proven my worth thus far! I’ve…
From behind the camera, DeSean begins waving his hand at Chaz. Irritated, Chaz stops in mid-sentence.
Dillinger: What the hell do you want?
DeSean: I was just wonderin’… Can we go get some Denny’s after this? My stomach is growlin’ somthin’ fierce!
Both Willis and Chaz react in disbelief. Simotaniously speaking at the same time.
Chaz: Are you fucking kidding me?
Willis: You have got to be playin’, my nigga!
Chaz and Willis look at each other and roll their eyes. Chaz then looks to DeSean who is still standing behind the camera. He signals for DeSean to cut things off.
Chaz: You could ruin a good fucking buzz, you know that? God dammit Willis, I don’t know how much more of this bullshit I can handle!
The feed to the internet is cut off, and the scene immediately cuts to static.
Willis: Well… Have you struck the deal with Ramirez yet?
Dillinger: You don’t get a hold of a man like Ramirez, he gets a hold of you. Get what I’m saying, big man?
Willis: I got you. So does that mean that we’re gonna’ be short? If we don’t come through on this, the pipeline is gonna’ dry up. They’re gonna’ go somewhere else, nigga.
Dillinger: No they wont. My family has been doing business with him for over twenty years. That’s not going to change just because I took over. And no, we’re not short. We’ve got more money than God, how could we ever be short?
Willis: Okay man, okay. You don’t have to go gettin’ all heated. But fuckin’ with niggas like these… They’ll kill you. These niggas is true thugs, straight up gangstas and shit. You need to make sure you know what you doin’, so they don’t turn around and bust a cap in yo’ ass.
Dillinger: Look, Willis… Right now I need to be focusing on Jason Andrews. This isn’t the time for us to be worrying about what some wetbacks are capable of. If they’re smart, they’ll never turn their backs on me. That would be bad for business, bad for their income, and bad for their well-being. They’re smarter than that, brother. Don’t worry about that right now, worry about your brother. He’s supposed to be here, but no one has seen him all day.
Willis: Who knows, nigga was prolly’ out partyin’ all night.
Dillinger: If he wasn’t your brother, I’d fire his little ass. But we don’t have time to be worrying about where he is. We have shit to do, and then we’ve got to get to the gym.
Willis: Damn, son! You were just there earlier!
Dillinger: Yeah well, I didn’t get to where I am today by…
All of the sudden, the main doors to the media room burst open, and in comes DeSean Covington, younger brother of Willis. With a giant can of Monster Energy in his hand, he looks disappointed that Chaz and Willis are in the room waiting for him.
DeSean: Chaz, Willis! What yall’ niggas doin’ in here so early?
Dillinger: Working, because that’s what we’re supposed to be doing. It looks like you had a fairly entertaining night, last night.
DeSean: And you know this, man!
Dillinger: Good time or not, when you’re told to be in here at a certain time, you get your little bitch ass in here… ON TIME! Understand?
DeSean: My bad, nigga! Won’t happen again, ya’ heard?
Dillinger: Good, because if it does happen again, Willis is going to hold you down while I cut your fucking balls off!
DeSean looks straight at his brother and Chaz for a moment, both men look as serious as hell. All the sudden, Chaz cracks a smile, and DeSean finally catches onto the joke.
DeSean: Aw, shit! Don’t be scarrin’ a nigga like that!
DeSean walks over to his camera and begins preparing things for the webcast. Chaz and Willis continue to talk business until DeSean is ready to go.
DeSean: Aight, let’s do this… 5...
4...
3...
…
…
Dillinger: What’s up, everybody? As you know, this is Chaz Dillinger, Americas Most Wanted, and the New-Age Crippler. To my right, my Street Coordinator, Willis Covington.
Willis: Motha’ lovers and motha’ lovettes, it’s time to make some moves, count some money, and get on that grind! You’re in the presence of Chaz Motha’ Fuckin’ Dillinger! Chaz, what you got for the people, my nigga?
Dillinger: Well… First of all I’d like to say that if you’re partial to the pig, this webcast might not be for you. Because that’s what we’re going to talk about today… Pigs, and everything that go along with them!
Willis: What the hell we talkin’ bout’ breakfast foods for, nigga? Ham, bacon, sausage, what the hell all that got to do with you?
Dillinger: Ah, that’s where you’re mistaken. Breakfast foods aren’t what we’re going to be discussing. We’re going to be discussing the word itself, and it’s several meanings. First, say the word pig, and 9 times out of 10, a young man is going to think that you’re talking about a cop. Say pig to me, and I think of suckers and schmucks like Jason Andrews! But the two are actually a lot more alike than you would think! Do you know how many cops that I’ve paid off, lied to, or made fools of? I’m a young man with money, they’re always after me!
Always looking for a hand out, a little something to insure that they keep their mouths shut about me, my corporation, and my operations, no matter what they might include. Getting them off my back is as easy as it could be, just like taking care of business against Jason Andrews is going to be! Jason Andrews, you’re no man! You’re just another boy stuck inside a mans body. Truth is, I could buy you off in a new york minute, and you know it as well as I do! I could wave a hefty sum of cash in your filthy face, and you would more than gladly take the fall! But that’s not what I’m going to do, Andrews. Instead of paying you off, I think I’ll just show the entire world how untalented you actually are.
Like the cops that I spoke of earlier, you’re a simple-minded human being! All pigs are, it’s just a fact of life. Walking around with your smug demeanor, you think that you’re better than everybody else! You’re above the law, a celebrity in your own mind, absolutely untouchable! There’s no better feeling that wiping the mat with a mans face, and making him realize that he’s not exactly the man that he thought he was. Much like the feeling of showing a police officer that you are indeed immune to his authority, it’s a feeling that can’t be placed into words. A euphoria if you will, something poetic and unseen, just as beautiful as a sunset.
It’s going to be just like that, this Sunday night. Bacon-man, I plan on making you look like the complete dipshit you are! Thinking you can come onto my show and take over? Asylum belongs to Chaz Dillinger, no one else! In other words, the Cult, we run shit! And through you this Sunday night, I will make a statement! The statement that Chaz Dillinger could have done the exact same thing that Nathaniel Havok did! I am World Championship material, and everyone knows it! But I’m not going all in just yet. The Tap Out Championship is a title that I find myself very interested in. A title that could very-well become as prestigious as the top gold in the company!
It takes a real talented wrestler to be able to capture and maintain a championship like that. At any time, any man could be beaten into submission. But Chaz Dillinger, he’s a submission expert. Much like Johnny Brown before me, I will bring an honor and prestige to the Tap Out Championship that has never been seen before! The bar will be raised, and the title will flourish because of it! Much like Nathaniel Havok will always be the face of the Xtreme Championship, I will soon become the permanent face of the Tap Out Championship!
Previously, I had told you that I had plans to do things that had never been done before… And I meant it. It all starts with a little piece of Bacon, and it’s straight to the top from there. But I wont be eating the bacon. Let’s face it, you don’t get a body like this by eating greasy foods. Instead of eating the bacon, I plan on chewing it up, and spitting it right back out! And after I easily turn the bacon into ground-up meat, I’ll enjoy a nice, cold beverage… Courtesy of the boys at ringside, and the good people of the Food Network! Pretty soon after that, your APW career will be over, and I will be on top of the world.
Have no fear though, you do get a second chance. But at the end of this tournament, my victory over you could be the deciding factor. I could be the only person in this tournament capable of taking you out, but it could be that loss alone, that decides whether you advance to the final match or not. You can deny it all that you want to, but I know that you’ve had the exact same thoughts. Can’t say that I’ve had them thoughts about myself. But let’s face it, I haven’t lost a professional wrestling match yet. And as far as I’m concerned, getting into the ring with you is just like accepting a free win.
Chalk up another win for the Crippler, it’s pretty inevitable if you ask me. Truth is… There’s not a soul in Action Packed Wrestling that could take your place in this match, and come out on top against me. It’s just not going to happen, there’s just no way that it could. I’ve been on fire since I came into this company, beating everyone that the system has put in front of me night in and night out. I’ve been an unstoppable force, simply because my wrestling talent is pure. I was born with these gifts, and from a young age I showed signs of my destiny.
When I was a kid, I would stay awake in bed all night, dreaming of what I was going to accomplish when my time finally came! Today, I’m getting the chance to live out my dream. But everyone knows that I grew up to be one greedy son of a bitch, and I don’t have any kind of problem admitting it. So dreams and goals are now out the window, because I want more! When I was young, it would have been good enough to just wrestle a match in front of a few people. But not anymore! I’ve got my eyes set on gold, and I’ll be damned if anyone’s going to stand in my way!
That means you, Andrews! And this Sunday, when things don’t go as expected… I’ll be more than happy to look you dead in the eye and tell you that I told you so. They say that your attitude is a reflection of those you surround yourself with. And right now, I’m surrounded by winners! Nathaniel Havok, a mentor that any APW Megastar would be delighted to pal around with! Trust me, I’ve learned to count my lucky stars. If it weren’t for Nathaniel, I’d still be sitting in a gym, waiting for my call up to the big leagues. But I’m not, and I think that I’ve proven my worth thus far! I’ve…
From behind the camera, DeSean begins waving his hand at Chaz. Irritated, Chaz stops in mid-sentence.
Dillinger: What the hell do you want?
DeSean: I was just wonderin’… Can we go get some Denny’s after this? My stomach is growlin’ somthin’ fierce!
Both Willis and Chaz react in disbelief. Simotaniously speaking at the same time.
Chaz: Are you fucking kidding me?
Willis: You have got to be playin’, my nigga!
Chaz and Willis look at each other and roll their eyes. Chaz then looks to DeSean who is still standing behind the camera. He signals for DeSean to cut things off.
Chaz: You could ruin a good fucking buzz, you know that? God dammit Willis, I don’t know how much more of this bullshit I can handle!
The feed to the internet is cut off, and the scene immediately cuts to static.
