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Post by gunn on May 16, 2023 6:06:10 GMT -6
As Spike waited in the ring for his opponent, Simon Says would blast over the speakers, Joe would casually walk out, mic already in hand and a sinister smirk on his face. The boos from the crowd would be almost deafening. Joe's actions these last few weeks haven't endeared himself to the crowd but he didn't care. Walking up the ring steps he would contemplate getting in the ring but would instead lean on the ring ropes and stand on the apron.
Samoa Joe: Well folks, was that not just downright decent of Uncle Spike here. You know I was standing there in the back Spike and I tell you that little speech of yours toward Ciampa, brought a tear to my eye brother.
Joe would mockingly wipe a tear from his eye, the crowd booing even louder.
Samoa Joe: Maybe once Ciampa recovers he can come back here and thank you…. Oh wait he can't because just 24 hours before I took him out permanently, Sami Zayn closed the door on Ciampa ever setting foot in a UWF ring again. So I guess you're all going to have to get used to the last image of that useless sack of shit being him begging me to stop, stop attacking him, asking me why.
Staring directly at Spike, Joe would shrug.
Samoa Joe: I did it because I could. You see you respect the man Ciampa became, I respected the man that Ciampa used to be. That violent killer, the man who went to war with Tom Lawlor. Who ended the career of Warhorse and didn't look back. The man who terrorized this roster for Eight months as Intercontinental Champion. Taking on all comers and showing everyone why he was the man.
The second he stopped doing that and started shaking hands and asking DDP to help find his inner calm, I knew that man was dead and he was nothing more than just a shell of who he was and I was proven right over the weeks before Wrestlemania. The man barely won a match and when he did, it was a fluke. He couldn't defeat that JOKE, Shark Boy and at Wrestlemania, I could see the fight was taken out of him. So I did what you do with a horse when he can't walk anymore.
Joe would mimic a gunshot with his fingers.
Samoa Joe: I put Ciampa out of his misery before he could embarrass himself anymore. He will always be one of my brothers in arms but I didn't respect him anymore and trust me. I may not like someone but if I respect them well, they can avoid situations like that. The thing is Spike I do respect you. You said it yourself you got beaten down over and over again and no matter the speed bump you pick yourself up and dust yourself off. You don't give up and I can respect that.
There would be a slight cheer from the crowd but mostly boos.
Samoa Joe: I respect the fact that even though I left you gasping last week, barely able to catch your breath that you managed to come out here and spout the same hackneyed shit that you have your whole career, Runt. We all know you're the "Ultimate Underdog", you've been reminding us of that for 30 years now. It's getting to the point where I'm beginning to wish Bam Bam missed the crowd and took you out with that throw.
How do you think I feel huh Spike, I've been undefeated since my return and EC3 won't even throw me a TV Title shot. A former International Champion and I need to slum it in a match with the world's tiniest loud mouth. EC3 probably knows that I would have ripped that title straight from Balor but maybe JBL will do the job for me and then I can stick that hat up his ass and take it from him but that's the future and I'm focused on the here and now.
The smirk would drop from Joe's face and be replaced by a look of determination.
Samoa Joe: I'm focused on the here and now Spike because I don't take my eye off the ball. Sure I've been undefeated since I came back but it's against guys like Eddie Guerrero, who seems more focused on making an idiot of himself than actually winning a match and that child Cody Rhodes, who seems set on becoming more and more of a disappointment to his father each week and now he's trying to get the rub off of guys like Hogan and Orton but you Spike, you're a different story.
Unlike those two Spike, you've made it to the dance before. You've had your hand raised in plenty of big matches and at Backlash you're getting something more important than any title match: you're getting the chance to take down the man who since he's got here has made your life a living hell. The man who took out a friend. You get the chance to shut me up and back up everything you've said out here tonight and I'm fighting for the chance to show everyone why Samoa Joe is and always will be the most feared man in this industry.
There would be absolute silence in the arena as the electricity between both men is felt.
Samoa Joe: When we get to the Barclays Centre for Backlash Spike, you're right. There won't be any cheap shots or attacks from behind, not by me at least, maybe you'll get your two hick brothers to come out and attack me and claim you didn't know anything about it later on but I guess we'll see.
At Backlash, there won't be any running or hiding anymore Spike. You won't have a camera or Renee to hide behind anymore, you'll need to stand across from me and face the consequences of your actions and after I'm done. You can say hi to Ciampa for me.
Getting into the ring, Joe would stand toe to toe with his opponent.
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Post by Jye on May 16, 2023 6:41:17 GMT -6
Leyton "Out of Nicknames" Buzzard: I am not saying this is true but it's funny how you come after me and my lively hood for no apparent reason, I mean listening to you put me to sleep, So it must be jealousy, Yeah you said that I got what you want but you friend have a disdain against me. I think you're lying to yourself. You saying I am not worthy is paper-thin at best. So Batista I wouldn't be surprised if you had your agent call those behind this CONSPIRACY and get you the biggest staring role you've ever had bigger than anything Marvel barfs out. I just don't trust what you're saying. First off: No I am carved out like a Greek god while you friend look like you've had balloons implanted under your tits to extenuate your chest. I mean you have a bigger chest than like 99% of the women I know shits just not natural like you or your innate abilities. And secondly: I didn't need no father figure because I am such a alpha male that each and every one of the fatherless boys at home have a real role model to look up to...
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Post by Dres on May 16, 2023 12:28:58 GMT -6
”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: While there are kids and adults stupid enough to emulate you and pattern themselves after you out there, that doesn’t make you a role model. If anything, you’re a model of how not to be. People should look at you and note, “Okay, don’t be a sniveling, whiny, sneaky little bitch. Got it”. Because if I hear the word conspiracy come out of your fucking mouth again, I swear I’m going to snap. Just when I thought you couldn’t possibly be anymore punchable, you start getting paranoid and crying that there’s a conspiracy against you. There’s no conspiracy, you just suck ass and that’s why people want you to leave the company. In fact, I, like many, am wondering why you came back to the UWF and how it happened. I mean, EC3 is a businessman and bringing your sorry ass on board in the first place was an error but he learned from it so I’m willing to bet it was one of his assistants that gave you the contract and by the time he caught wind of it, you were already here and he feels too sorry for you to release you.
But I don’t feel sorry for you, because you have earned and deserve everything that’s coming to you at Backlash. Let me say that again with some added gusto. YOU. HAVE. EARNED. AND. DESERVE. EVERYTHING. THAT’S COMING TO YOU AT BACKLASH. No goddamn conspiracy, just a pissed off, “Hollywood Animal” beating the shit out of you and putting you out of everyone’s misery.
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Post by theswedishace on May 16, 2023 19:25:51 GMT -6
A sick 80s inspired beat starts to pulsate through the arena as the lights dim and lasers in all sorts of rad colors begin to dance around the stage area. We're talking magenta, cyan, purple, orange, it's lit up like a Pink Floyd show. After a few seconds of this beat building with some flourishes, you here the familiar phrase: YOU THINK YOU KNOW MEAnd after it, the beat picks up harder, and as the synth begins to belt out an instrumental version of Edge's most iconic theme, you see him, emerging from a cloud of smoke to strobe lights in the same colors as the lasers, which are now dancing around the whole arena. There's no animalistic prowling across the stage, just a smooth swagger to his stride. A smirk on his lips as he matches his stride to the vibe of the music. At ringside, he waits for the music to start to swell again and as it does, he slides into the ring. As it would kick into the second chorus (like if there were actual words) he ascends the turnbuckle and poses as the ringside worker gathers a mic to hand to him as he descends the turnbuckle. Back down to Earth Edge comes, microphone in hand he prepares to do battle. Edge The Man Who Doesn't Know When to Quit... Doesn't have quite the same ring as The Man Who Sold the World or The Man Who Would Be King, but you know, I kinda dig the sound of it, ya'know? I always tell my kids about persistence, never giving up and all that jazz, so it's nice to see I'm living up to those life lessons I try to impart.
Edge has a smile on his face as he totally misses what Sami truly means by that...or does he? Edge Because you're right Sami, no matter the obstacle in my way, whether a wrestler, an injury or a seemingly insurmountable path to the mountaintop, I won't quit. I won't stop, I'll just keep on going and going and going and going and going until I outlast that pink rabbit and his cool sunglasses. Because this ride only ends when I press the off switch, not when you say I should, not when you try and force me to crash and burn, not when you have your little impressionable piece of clay in Ospreay try and make his name doing your dirty work. It's when I take off my boots and leave them in this ring. Which certainly isn't happening before our Backlash match, I mean have you ever tried to wrestle in just socks? Slipping and sliding everywhere, it's like friction doesn't exist man. But I know deep deep down inside you, you really don't want me to just step aside. I'm talking super deep down, so deep that it sounds like Jiminy Cricket deep. Because if I just simply stepped aside, you'd just find someone new to blame for your shortcomings. Even if each successive opponent you have just up and walks away before their match with you, all that would do is move your goalposts. Because the second that you're the best person available to become the UWF Champion... that means you're the last person left in the UWF, period.
The fans 'oooooo' at Edge's comments, but for once, there doesn't seem to be malice behind them. He continues. Edge And this isn't a knock against your skill as a wrestler, not at all. Sami Zayn belongs in the UWF, just like Shark Boy does, just like Kyle O'Reilly does and...ugh...just like Trevor Lee does. We are the pinnacle of professional wrestling and while some of us may have come and gone, when we're around we're in the thick of it long term. But you lack one thing that everyone else in this company has. The ability to break that glass ceiling. I'm out of this company for years, go on a championship drought that was closer to a decade than I'm comfortable with and despite all that, smashed that glass ceiling and ended my own drought. Then comes Shark Boy with an even longer drought, you know, despite that whole fish gimmick, and he comes up and smashes the glass ceiling and tears up my lawn but I digress and takes the title. Then comes Trevor Lee who to that point had been only in the TV title scene and he goes and wins the Royal Rumble and smashes his glass ceiling at Wrestlemania. The UWF is a company built on the broken glass of those breaking their perceived limits. It's why the climb to the top is so brutal. Every step is coated in the triumph of another and you've gotta be better than their limit breaks to succeed. It's why so many people quit within a month or two of working here. They take that first hold of the mountain and are faced with a bloody palm with glass in their cuts and decide they don't have what it takes. But those that stick around? We look at our scarred palms and the blood we've spilled along the way and look up at our glass ceilings and say
"Me next".
Oh he's feeling it now. Edge looks up with a smile and a nod before he starts to walk around as he continues to address Sami. Edge And while you and I are very similar in so many ways, this next part is where we diverge. I look at that ceiling and say
"I will do whatever it takes to smash through you!"
Every trick in my book, every advantage I can find I will uses to boost me upwards and through that glass. No matter the bodies I've gotta chuck through, no matter the tools I have to use to weaken the glass. I will get there and I will break through. But you look at that glass and say
"I will do whatever it takes to get around you"
Edge does his best Sami Zayn impression and I gotta say, it's pretty good. But what do I know? I'm just words on a screen that may or may not sound like Jonah Hill. Edge chuckles and continues. Edge And as much as you keep saying you were helping me by trying to sideline me indefinitely, all you truly wanted to do is make the line shorter for yourself. But it won't do you any good because even at the front of the line, you'll be confronted by that glass ceiling that you'll do anything to avoid. And when you glance at the "friend" by your side that you want to "guide", you'll see him balling his fists ready to burst through his own ceiling. So when he does and you're left standing on the wrong side of your own, will you cheer for him or will he be yet more weight holding you down and away from the top?
Oh! One more thing that I forgot! You say you've never seen my girls, despite the fact that, you know, I've brought them backstage before and they've totally been in the crowd before. But hey, we're busy fellas I get it. But if you want, I could introduce them to you, you just have to promise to play nice. Maybe they'll invite you to one of their famous Fairy Princess tea parties. Their Rainbow Leaf tea is the bomb.
Edge lowers the microphone and awaits Sami's response, to both his invitation and to the words preceding it.
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Post by Jye on May 17, 2023 7:23:50 GMT -6
Leyton Buzzard "The Hollywood Buzz-man": CON-SPIRACY it's real no matter how much you try and dissuade the masses. You are working against the MATYR of the century. I've had more human right violations caused against me than any man in history. You perpetrate the cycle of hatred AGAINST LEYTON BUZZARD. THESE THINGS have made a false truth in their minds and no matter how much I try to pull back THE FACADE they still choose to be ignorant to my pain and suffering, All they want is me dead and the name Leyton Buzzard is a dirty word in these THINGS vocabulary. The smartest thing EC3 EVER did was hire the Stud from Bristol, I mean they are stupid down in pay roll because they don't pay me enough. It's a miracle that I even show up especially since these THINGS don't appreciate a once in a millennium performer. And the only reason you're so angry is because I make you jealous and it's clear despite what ever you try and say...
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Post by Danny on May 17, 2023 17:12:02 GMT -6
Sami looks down and smiles. Sami Zayn: You know what, maybe I will take you up on that offer. Assuming these children are real, it seems like they need a strong father figure in their lives to look up to and deep down you know you agree with that statement. It wasn't that long ago that you did everything in your power to prevent these so called kids from seeing the real you. You were trying to hide from them who you really were because you knew they'd see you in a different light if they really knew what you were like... What you've done to give them a roof over their head. How would they feel knowing their dad did some of the most heinous things in the world just to buy them some nice gifts for Christmas?Sami seems to be trying to poke the bear by mentioning Edge's children but Edge doesn't appear to be as unhinged as he was in the past. Sami Zayn: See, that's where we're different. Doing things for the greater good is just an excuse people say to make themselves feel better. For every shortcut that you took, you ruined the lives of a dozen other people. You ever stop and think about them and their lives? There are kids in the audience watching every week as you shove people into that broken glass just to get to the top faster. They go home and see someone doing stuff like that to get to the top and they emulate it in their every day lives. That's what they think they need to do in order to get to the top. Congratulations, you've helped create a generation of psychopathic narcissists but hey that's not your problem right? You and your family got yours, who cares about everyone else. Uh oh, the worst person you know made a good a point but it's a harsh truth that the crowd doesn't want to hear right now. Sami Zayn: Does that make me incapable of breaking the glass ceiling? Maybe. Or maybe I'd just rather help build things rather than break them. Whose dumb idea is it to keep installing a glass ceiling in the first place? Instead I want to make stairs to that ceiling. Impractical I know but this old school mentality of I did it the hard way so everyone else should suffer is wrong. Everyone should be a allowed a chance to see the view from the ceiling without maiming themselves. I want to remove the hazards of glass everywhere and help people reach their potential. You're no better than those people in wall street who just take and take and take, never wanting to to lend a hand to those in need. As someone whose parents were both immigrants, I've known how that kind of behavior affects people. What's going on, is this a babyface promo? The crowd still boos because it's hard to flip the switch after all these years. Or maybe because despite the good words and ideals, he's still a piece of shit who is lying. Sami Zayn: You are everything that's wrong with UWF. It's always about the climb, the chase, the hustle because you're never satisfied with what you have. People dream of being UWF Champion. You've done that. Some just want to win any title in UWF. You've done that many times. Just being hired by UWF is a life goal for many. Hell making a living wrestling anywhere is enough for most. Simply having a child is someone's dream. You have so much Edge. When is it going to be enough? Sami lower his mic and looks at Edge with pleading eyes, basically begging him to reevaluate his career.
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Post by Dres on May 17, 2023 20:12:00 GMT -6
”The Hollywood Animal” Batista: Conspiracy, blah blah blah. Jealous, blah blah blah. You’re talking in circles now, kid, so I think it’s time we wrap up this conversation, especially since nothing I say is going to get through that thick fucking skull of yours, but something I do just might. You want to play victim so bad, I’ll make you a victim. At Backlash, I’m going bird hunting which means Buzzard is on the menu.
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Post by albo2 on May 18, 2023 6:21:15 GMT -6
Getting into the ring, Joe would stand toe to toe with his opponent. Spike doesn't look impressed as he takes his turn to speak.
EVERYONE'S FAVORITE UNCLE SPIKE DUDLEY
You have got to be absolutely kidding me don't you? This is the first time you stand in front of me, stand face to face and actually want to talk to me and that is how you sign off? The consequences of my actions? You expect me to face the consequences of my actions? Tell me exactly what I've done wrong Samoa? I've stood up for a guy that can't anymore. I've been the voice of the voiceless....sorry for the gimmick infringement but I am serious.
Spike pauses for a moment, allowing the crowd to reminisce.
You are the one that needs to pay for your actions and I can assure you, my brothers never ever tell me when they are going to show up. They are their own people but I'll try my best to make them stay out of this but why should I do that Samoa? What respect of you shown me? You told me weeks ago, if I had something to say to come say it to your face. I went looking for you but you were nowhere to be seen and now I know why...it was so you could get kicks and licks into me in the main event of Revolution. Fair enough Samoa, I knew you were pissing your pants already and you just needed the edge somehow. I don't mind that because once again, you wanted to share my limelight as that's the only way you are getting a main event appearance.
The crowd let out a few "ooohhss and arghhhsss". Spike looks Samoa dead in the eye as he continues.
And then I came straight to your face to chat and what did you do? You tell me the time for talking is over and use Renee's cigarette on my forehead. That's what I didn't get Samoa. I did exactly what you asked of me and it wasn't good enough. You just wanted to take another cheap shot at me. Tell me exactly what you have done to earn anything from me? The only thing you have earned from me is exactly what you said...a chance to shut you up Samoa and if you need to know anything about me...it's that all I need is a chance. Other people like you need to attack people and weaken them but I just need a chance.....it's what started all of this. I was a man sitting in a bar, sipping on a beer whilst my brother's were taking Thunder by storm at that stage but the gods listened and I got my chance and look at what I did with it... If I can do that with my first chance....just imagine what I can do with this chance.
The crowd cheer for Spike as they remember that chance he got. Spike runs his chin, remembering where he came from. The crowd keep the chants going but not for long as Spike continues.
But I'll give it to you Samoa, you most certainly are one of the most feared men in this business and your path of destruction is nothing to sneeze at. Eddie Guerrero....he lies, he cheats, he loses consciousness. Cody Rhodes, The American Nightmare....do you have nightmares when you get choked out or just go blank? I have no idea but those are two men I can ask because you choked both of them out. I watched both matches Samoa and I was impressed. That's right, you looked damn good and I know how hard it is too tap people out but to choke people out, that just takes that little more effort but you managed it in both matches. Those men were involved at Wrestlemania in the ladder match so they shouldn't be sneezed at yet you are here with a cold. Sneezing right in there direction with disrespect but you are right, I am a different story. I am the story Samoa and this story doesn't end well for you. This story doesn't end with you walking over me and moving onto that TV Title, it ends with me putting you right down the bottom again.
Spike points down, showing Samoa Joe where he will send him just in case he didn't know.
But I do have some kind of idea how you feel Samoa. I do, I really do. I'm standing here in front of you as well with a pretty good record on Revolution recently. Pay Per Views not so much but that changes at Backlash but at Revolution.....well I'm just undefeated myself where as I'm also a Former International Champion but then EC3 gives JBL the match for the TV Title. Good to see you are respecting that title by mentioning it so I'll play along with that title. I beat JBL in his debut match here in UWF. I beat him for the 1-2-3. I shut his mouth well and truly and he gets rewarded. I don't mind that as I can walk around here saying I beat the TV Champion if I win, maybe even mention it to EC3 after Backlash but what I've been chosen to do Samoa is recently I've been picked for all the newbies to show what they got. I know you aren't exactly a newbie per say but your return put you back into that category and look at what I've done to them. Willy, I beat him in his debut match on Revolution....he disappointed me but since then, he has been on fire and it's because he got that fire inside of him after I pinned him and then we have JBL as I said who got rewarded with a TV Title Match. He also lost to me and look at what he has done since.
The crowd boo for the mention of the two superstars just gone by. Spike smiles, shrugging his shoulders at them.
And now I have you in your "Debut" pay per view match. Do you get what I'm saying here Samoa? You might be one of the most feared man in this company but I am the yardstick that shows if you will make it or not. I'm the man that you show what you have got. I'm the man where you measure yourself to see where you are. I stand across from you right now and I don't see much. You made me wait around here long enough for you but I'm not going wait around at Backlash. I respect Ciampa way too much now to keep talking about him now that I have you out here face to face. This match isn't about him anymore. It's about you and I going toe to toe and face to face....something you know deep down you didn't want to do and it will be about Uncle Spike Dudley showing you that you just aren't as feared as you think you are. You don't square me and I'm ready for a fight at Backlash. I know this might be the fight of my life as you are bigger then I am but who isn't? I would have to scale the world to find 100 men smaller then me but the good thing about UWF is that it doesn't always matter about the size of the dog in the fight.......IT'S ABOUT THE SIZE OF THE FIGHT IN THE DOG.
Spike yells the last part, a little bit of spit flies out of his mouth. He looks at Samoa Joe with a look of discontent as he finishes up...leaving the floor open to Joe to finish up.
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Post by Sam on May 18, 2023 13:47:49 GMT -6
Shark Boy: You really are a sick, sadistic piece o' trash if ever I seen one, Trevor Lee...
Shark Boy shakes his head looking at the ground before he looks back up into the eyes of his Backlash opponent.
I know what your friends did to Grado... let's not get it twisted, I know what you had your friends do to Grado. He told me himself - see unlike you and your little cronies Trevor, me and Grado?, we share a brotherly bond. He doesn't do my bidding like some kind of servant and neither does Captain Paul for that matter. We're brothers - up and down the road together, in the bars together, in the fight together. We've spilled blood in 51 states brother and in just about every corner of the globe and that includes International Waters. So yeah, Grado told me the whole story and it haunts the man. He told me he shivers and sweats at night - when he closes his eyes he sees The Butcher and Lance Cade. He sees Harlan. But ya know what?, ya didn't break him. Sure he moped about - he was down in the dumps but I seen that gleam in his eye in Harlan, I saw that lil' glint that we all love. Because at the end of the day Trevor, Grado, just like Shark Boy and just like all the people here tonight - has hope. Has belief. That even when the world has ya down, even when you've been beaten down and bloodied - you get yourself back up, you wipe that blood off your nose and you look the son of a fish in the eye that did it and you say... you ain't seen nothin' yet.
See I know what you're tryin' to do Trevor - there's a clever guy behind that stupid lookin' face of yours. You're tryin' to sow doubt into the mind of Shark Boy. You're tryin' to sow doubt into the minds of the people here. You're trying to break us down not only physically but up top too. You don't just wanna beat ol' Shark Boy, you wanna break ol' Shark Boy down, you want the idea of Shark Boy shattered, like you said, you want to show these people that hope is a fools game well call me the most foolish bastard here because I ain't ready to give up yet and neither are these people. Shark Boy doesn't just exist as some sort of antithesis to you Trevor Lee because you ain't the first. You won't even be the last. Every month there seems to be some guy trying to beat ol' Shark Boy up and show the whole world that Shark Boy ain't nothin' more than a guy playin' dress up, leadin' these people astray. It's been Sami Zayn... it's been Seth Rollins, CM Punk, Edge - the list goes on, it's like a damn broken record at this point but at the end of the day Shark Boy persists, Shark Boy perseveres and overcomes and proves to the world time and time again that the little guy can, the common man can and you bet your sweet bass Shark Boy can.
Trevor Lee guffaws at Shark Boy's rallying cry.
You look at me when I'm talkin' to ya - ya mealy mouthed, beady blue eyed little devil rat bastard!
Trevor's expression becomes much more serious
You and your friends of Harlan have put me and my buddies through months of pain. If it ain't my arm it's Grado's whole damn body, you've jumped us, blindsided us and taken what's ours. But one thing you'll never take from us is that hope you so desperately want to take away from all these people. Because you know that with no hope, no belief that someone could rise up, no one could do the unthinkable, the improbable... well then that just leaves you. Unopposed. The big bad at the top, the 'Wrestling God' you claim to be. All alone on your castle with nobody callin' for the crown. That might paint a pretty little picture for ya Trevor but it don't sit well with Shark Boy, it don't sit well with The C.U.N.T. and it don't sit well with any of the people here in the Barclay's Centre here tonight. It paints a picture of misery, a picture of despair. A world of darkness - a world I ain't about to let happen and God help me I'm willin' to lay it all on the line to stop it.
I see the way things are goin' with ya Trevor, I see that look in your eye - you believe every word you say, you're deluded, a mad man with reach to a town full of believers and two henchmen willing to do anything you tell them to. I see you getting stronger - I can admit that. I remember our first fight - you were TV Champion and I beat your bass. You were just the crazy ol' Mayor from some hillbilly town out Kentucky way. You had dreams of goin' to the moon... but now I look at ya, I see darkness. I see evil suited up as a prophet of light and good. A conman with the power to fool the world but you ain't gon' fool this shark any time soon because if anybody is gon' stop Trevor Lee, you better believe it's gon' be Shark Boy and I'm not gon' do it alone Trevor... you may well have the full weight of Harlan behind ya but look around ya, look at those hopeful eyes, look at the kids with the Shark Boy masks on, look at their parents that brought them to their first wrestlin' show and you look at all the people that stand behind Shark Boy at Backlash.
The crowd let out a growing roar as Shark Boy stands defiant in Lee's face. Shark Boy takes a single finger and pokes it into the UWF Championship belt.
When you took that from me you probably thought that it was gon' be the last you saw of ol' Shark Boy. You probably... hoped... it would be the last you seen of ol' Shark Boy because this dream of being the be all and end all, the wrestling god, the number one ruler of the UWF... it's about to come crashin' down around ya. You're about to learn that yeah, at Wrestlemania... Trevor Lee reached the top... but it's a shell of a lot harder to stay on top when you've got one angry motherchummer circlin' the waters 'round that big castle of yours. That title might be the single most prestigious prize in our industry today, don't get it twisted - but this right here goes beyond prizes, beyond gold, beyond a fight between two men... this is good versus evil, and by some god forsaken miracle, Shark Boy ended up the light against the dark...
But as unlikely a hero as Shark Boy may be all things considered... I do have my flaws, you best believe I'm ridin' into Backlash with a belly full of beer, bravado and most importantly hope. I've laid it all on the line, my mask, my identity... the hope of all these people and I ain't about to let them down. So Trevor Lee... you bring your devilish self down to the ring at Backlash and you try your best, you give absolutely everything you've got to put an end to Shark Boy, put an end to hope but just know if I'm goin' down I'm takin' you with me. I'm goin' in all guns blazin', I'm movin' forward... not one step back... light against dark, good against evil... whatever you wanna call it, it's gon' be a fight for the ages. And at the end of it all the only person screamin' for mercy is goin' to be the self proclaimed God wishin' that he didn't piss off this shark. At Backlash, I'm takin' that title, I'm beatin' your bass, I'm keepin' this mask and most importantly at Backlash, hope wins... AND THAT'S THE FISHIN' LIIIINE... COS SHARK BOY SAID SO!
Shark Boy tosses the microphone and steps face to face with Trevor Lee as the crowd reach a fever pitch ahead of their titanic tussle at Backlash.
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Post by theswedishace on May 18, 2023 14:07:34 GMT -6
Edge's expression softens a bit over Zayn's last words. He raises the mic to his face to speak, but lowers it a bit as he mumbles to himself, just loud enough for it to be picked up.
Edge When is it going to be enough...
Edge steps to the turnbuckle and slinks against it, his face contemplating those words as he taps the microphone against his head. Each soft thud echoing in the arena as the crowd waits for...something...anything...from Edge to counter what Zayn has said. But instead, they're met with almost a minute of this before Edge looks up with a big smile on his face directed at his opponent.
Edge I honestly have absolutely no clue when it'll be enough. I don't think anyone in this industry does, look at how often people will retire and unretire. How often the bright lights will blind them and once they readjust their vision, come right back, with a new name, a new attitude, a new set of skills, hell sometimes a new mouthpiece to take the pressure off them. All of us in this business have insatiable appetites. Even someone who's had their very first match in a gym with less than ten people in it will have that hunger of "Next time there'll be double digit fans in that crowd". That first t shirt you sell will turn into "Next time, I'll sell a dozen shirts". Every accolade will make you want that next step up, every high school gym will make you want an arena. We are competitors and for one person to have, another must have not. There can only be one UWF Champion, one Intercontinental Champion, one Television Champion, one Prime Time Medal holder. Your words are those of a benevolent teacher, wanting to help others rise to their potential. But there's only four prizes that can ultimately be held, so will you only help four people? Or is it three people and yourself? What happens if a fifth person reaches out to your kindness and wants a ride to the top? Will you have been satisfied just simply making it to the pinnacle to step aside and let another take your place? And even if you say "Yes I would."
Well frankly...I just wouldn't believe you and neither will anyone watching. And it's not a matter of thinking you're a liar or a hypocrite. It's simply this:
You have no idea how addicting the feeling of being at the very top is. Especially in a place as competitive as the UWF. We are the tallest mountain in the world of professional wrestling. Calling it the Mount Everest of wrestling doesn't feel grand enough...it's more like Mount Olympus. To stand at the peak as its representative, to have proven beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are the most skilled person in the most prestigious company, a culmination of an entire career's worth of blood, sweat and tears. It truly is a dream come true. And if a dream is so nice once, why is it bad to strive for it twice? Thrice? Four...ice? So I'm not going to stand here and apologize for striving to relive that dream because everyone else I'm going against is trying to live that dream too, whether for the first time for the fifteenth time. But hey, I guess I should've expected the talk of "Everyone should be a winner" from the guy running around with a make believe championship.
That wins the crowd back over as a small pop occurs with that line as Edge points to the quote unquote Forever Championship.
Edge But on the topic of my children...
The crowd silences, expecting the old, Rated R Superstar Edge to come roaring back at Sami after his earlier comments. But instead...
Edge ...you're right. They do need a strong father figure in their lives. Not because they're lacking one, but because all kids should have one. And a strong mother figure. However those roles are filled, I'm sure you're thinking that you're being a strong father figure to Ospreay and you know what, more power to you! It helps impart good values, persistence in the face of adversity, finding clever solutions to your problems, finding ways to use your strengths to cover up your weaknesses, using failure as a learning moment. But the thing with kids is that they've got a smaller world view than we do. They tend to only see what's presented to them, the concept of the future and patience are difficult for them to grasp. Instant gratification is a piece of that for sure, but it also means that when you're trying to teach a lesson, you need the complete, full story before you can give them the beginning. Believe me, the number of temper tantrums I had to endure when one of my daughters would watch a show airing weekly taught me that lesson, oh boy. So I did my best to shelter them from my work until it was at a point where I could explain the context of those actions, to paint the full, complete picture. Sometimes, you can look at the greatest artist halfway through their work and judge it as rubbish and never give the finished product a proper chance. The complete story was always going to be... oh what's that guy's name again? The one with the spiky hair? He was all angry and evil at first but like, became good and whatnot...
Vegeta
Edge That's it! Vegeta! That was always the plan, the old Vegeta character arc. Bad guy to good guy and still just as successful. Ooo, I'd actually love a pink shirt like his, that says 'BADMAN'. That'd be sick...
Edge trails off, thinking of cool costumes and outfits that despite all his intentions to do something special for Backlash, we all know he won't do, giving Sami Zayn an opportunity to retort.
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