Post by danquinn on Feb 6, 2012 10:19:19 GMT -4
Dan Quinn is in his locker room after his elimination from Survive & Conquer, tearing the place apart, throwing everything he can find and tipping over tables and benches. James Stanley is with him, trying to calm him down.
James Stanley: Dan! For the love of God! So you got eliminated! It’s not the end of the world!
Dan Quinn: You’re right! It wasn’t that li’’le shit Dynamo! It was that donkey, Knuckles! ‘E smashed a drink over my ‘ead! ‘Ow the ‘ell am I meant to prepare for an attack like that?
Dan continues to throw anything he can find across the room
James Stanley: It’s one match! Don’t get worked up about it, lets not forget you nearly didn’t make it to Survive & Conquer!
Dan starts to calm down
Dan Quinn: All that bloody work for nothin’, eh?
James Stanley: Think about it, you lasted a decent time; there were 85 other guys in that ring, it was always going to be difficult, and considering you were in jail less than an hour before, I wouldn’t feel too bad. Besides look at the prospects you’ve got going for you at the moment. You’re in Team APW for Rival Factions, and you’ve been here just over a month! You’re also in a good position for that Tap Out title match at Rasslemania! Everyone in the APW should be jealous of your position; you’re the Brock Lesnar of APW, going straight to the top!
Dan gives James a cocky smile and pats him on the back
Dan Quinn: That’s why I keep you around, Stanley; you talk a lot of sense. Who ‘ave I got next match then?
James Stanley: Anthony Bailey.
Dan Quinn: Ah yeah, Bailey. Did a promo in a church? Probably a good idea, the boy’s gonna need all the prayer he can muster. I don’t get these yanks, one nation under God and all that shit, blamin’ God for their mistakes, yet thankin’ ‘im for their success. If these retards actually took responsibili’y for their own actions, then maybe, just maybe the rest of the world wouldn’t think they are as moronic as they are. Bailey’s the same, livin’ in fan’asyland, dreamin’ of Carmen Electra and other ‘Ollywood snatch ‘e could never smash, typical African-American youth though, doesn’t mind stirrin’ celebrity porridge. Just like bangin’ Carmen Electra, beatin’ me at Asylum will be just another one of ‘is wet dreams, it ain’t gonna ‘appen!
James Stanley: As much as I agree with you, you probably shouldn’t underestimate him, the kid’s got talent.
Dan Quinn: Stanley, Stanley, Stanley, talent only gets you so far, remember? You said it yourself, I’m the Lesnar of APW, I’m goin’ straight to the top and I’m gonna tear apart everyone I see that’s in my way. I’m one of the best wrestlers in the company, and I’m not even a wrestler! You know, before Survive & Conquer, I had no interest in ti’les or winnin’, just getting’ my ‘ands nice and bloody. Yet I can see it from your perspective now, the shame that these yanks’ll feel when another Englishman…not just a BRIT, but an Englishman, starts winnin’ their championships, main even’in their Pay-Per-Views and represen’in their company, it will rival the pleasure I get from beatin’ them all down!
When I ba’’ered Dynamo, I proved a point, ‘e told me his wrestling ability would get him the win, this technically superior, submission specialist lost to a brawler in a submission match! I made him tap and I inflicted pain like an expert, because I may not be technically sound, but I know how to twist and work someone’s body till all that’s left for them is beggin’ and pleadin’. Bailey is afraid, ‘e may not even know it yet, but ‘e is. ‘e will be at ‘ome, watchin’, studyin’ my match against Dynamo, watchin’ the power I showed at Survive & Conquer and ‘e’ll be lookin’ for any weakness, any small glimpse of ‘ope that he can take advantage of, but unfortunately for Bailey, I ‘ave no weakness, and ‘e ‘as no ‘ope.
All Bailey will be to me is yet another steppin’ stone on my way to APW’s biggest event of the year. I was selected over ‘im to be at Rival Factions, and I’ll trounce ‘im on my way to that Tap Out Title. I am the rightful ‘older of that title, the title that’s all about causin’ pain till your opponent can’t take it anymore, that title was made for me!
James Stanley: Well at least you’ve cheered up now. I’d be a bit careful about causing too much pain with this guy though. He’s a religious guy; he might see you as some kind of demon or something and try to exorcise you. Failing that he’ll probably just pray half way through your match, just try not to get distracted by it.
Dan Quinn: Religion. I’ll tell you about religion, this guy believes that a Jewish Zombie is gonna be ‘is saviour, ‘e believes there’s a red guy sittin’ underneath ‘is floorboards tellin’ ‘im to sin, and then there’s a guy in ‘is attic forgivin’ ‘im for doin’ the shit that the red guy is tellin’ ‘im to do, yet the guy in the attic is still gonna give ‘im to the red guy to burn forever unless he apologises. All the while this guy in the attic is doin’ the same thing for every other bloody person on the planet. These people believe this shit, and then wonder why the world is so full of nutters. The funnier part is, some of these people are in positions where they diagnose mental illness like schizophrenia…if I’m a psychopath, and then people like Anthony Bailey are full on bloody lunatics!
I tell you what, Stanley. I’m lookin’ forward to facin’ Bailey, I’m lookin’ forward to causing the kid so much pure pain that ‘e wont believe in ‘is God anymore. ‘E will finally know that no matter ‘ow much he tries, begs and pleads, the pain wont end until I say so, until I feel like stoppin’. Come Asylum, I’ll be the only voice in ‘is ‘ead, like so many others, ‘e’ll thank me for releasin’ ‘im from a world where pain isn’t pleasurable, ‘e’ll think of me as ‘is saviour, and I will be the only God e’ll know!
Because when Bailey is with the practitioner of pain in my sanction of suffering, ‘e’ll ‘ave nowhere to run, no time to pray, and no saviour to call upon. I’ll make ‘im see that only when ‘e ‘as embraced and enjoyed the agony, that ‘e is free to inflict it. Come Asylum, all ‘e will experience at the ‘ands of me is
BLOOD
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SWEAT
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AND FEAR!
