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Post by codair on Mar 25, 2014 3:14:08 GMT -5
"No hell to discover, I've got it all inside myself." Lacuna Coil Closer.
"The smell of her perfume, intoxicating. Can't help but focus on it, my eyes are fixated on the TV. Watching Nikki Walton wrestle. I feel her hand on my shoulder looking, and her lips on my ear."
Woman's voice: "She is no where near as technically sound."
"I wish she was telling me a lie, trying to cheer me up, but she wasn't. Instead I feel her arms wrap around my neck from behind me and can't help but think heaven don't mean a thing to me anymore. She is the devil, and I enjoy the slumber at night."
Woman's voice: "What I love about You, even after two decades, your still a student of the game, You still focus. You still watch intently and look for any weakness."
"I feel the smile come across face, no hiding it. She notices it, a big kiss on the cheek too. Can't imagine why women love to do the sappy shit, but hey, whatever she's happy, and I am also. Fuck it."
Woman's voice: "The girl has some moves though, makes me think she may have caught your eye a little bit. Now, as your voice of reason, I highly suggest You do not pursue."
"Automatically I turn and look at her, Jezebel. Truly an evil seductress and quite honestly one of my best friends, amazing how they seemingly get You into trouble when your trying to stay focused on a prize."
TJ: "Just like her name Jezebel, the girl seems flawless. However I have noticed a couple of things she really should work on."
Jezebel: "Oh really, and what would that be."
TJ: "Her attitude, for starters."
Shout in the Storm
3:00 am
"My heart is racing as I am running down the corridor just trying to get away from that thing, I wish I knew exactly what it was, however I know for sure I want no part of it. Big bad wrestler afraid of something like that, it's heinous. However I can't seem to get myself under control. I need to get away I need to hide. Wait a minute, what the hell am I saying, I need to stand up. I need to fight, I need to get going, I need to. I stop for a minute, look down the corridor and realize I am just standing here in front of the curtain that brings me right to the ring. As I feel someone grab me from behind and pull me into the curtains. I quickly get up to my feet as and turn to see who is behind me as I am face to face with a faceless masked man."
Faceless: "What is it that You seek? You think gold is going to take You to level You want to be?"
"I gotta say, this is not what I was expecting to hear."
TJ: "I don't think gold will do that, however it will help me solidify my legacy."
Faceless: "I am your legacy TJ. I am what You hope to be, I am who You are."
"I wish I understood what the hell this guy was talking, however there is something very familiar about this man. This man standing before me. I don't recognize his voice though, as another one comes up next to him. This one is wearing a black faceless mask, and a long trench coat. This is getting a little bit weird."
Black Faceless: "What are You willing to give up to solidify this legacy of yours?"
"You know, I never once considered the time I may actually have to sit there and give up something to solidify my own legacy. They both turn away and bow down to a man sitting on a throne, wearing a red faceless mask. I don't kneel down, I just walk toward him as a woman wearing a devil's mask walks up behind him, her hands on his shoulder"
Devilish Woman: "You know what You must do."
"I know what I must do. I know who I am and what I have to do. I looked a bit closer as I see two Wolverines on either side of the faceless in red. They seem tamed not bothered. This qualifies as strange however I can't seem to take my eyes away as I feel the other two faceless come up on either side of me as the red faceless stands and approaches me. I feel my heart racing, I don't know why as I turn to my left, the black faced faceless has his mask off, and it is me from 20 years ago. I turn to my right and the faceless looks like me 20 years from now, as I turn to the red faceless who rips off his mask and speeds up to me quickly as I fall backwards. He crouches down in front of me and it is me, with no eyes. My arm is embraced suddenly as I feel comforted until I look and see the serpent tightly wrapping around my right arm."
TJ: "Oh god, someone help me."
"I sit up screaming in a cold sweat, as she quickly sits up next to me rubbing my back. Jezebel is looking a little bit shocked at what's going on, however she is doing everything she can to comfort me. I lean over and grab my pack of cigarettes and open it up, pulling out one, I put it right into my mouth, as I grab the lighter and quickly light the cigarette and take a drag off of it."
When Houses Crumble
On Camera
The scene opens up as the camera pan's the Las Vegas skyline as TJ Codair is seen looking down at the city from the rooftop of one of the hotels, the camera focuses in as TJ just looks at the camera.
"You should not throw rocks if You live in a glass house, but no one ever told me I couldn't throw a Stone into a glass house and watch it shatter. Nikki Walton, my opponent for High Stakes, here in Las Vegas Nevada. Darlin, I want You to know something right now. You maybe a little behind the times so I feel the need to get this out in the open right off the bat. The Spice Girls fad went out a long time ago here in the States, lay off it will You. No one really cares about em anymore, and You seem to be emulating em as often as You can. Shit, You make a dumb blonde look like she's got a fucking brain."
Codair gets a half smile on his face as he begins again
"Some would argue and say that You are what You say You are. That You are Flawless, well I digress You limey bitch, everyone has a flaw or two, so do me a favor. Shut the fuck up, and get back in the kitchen and get me some tea will ya. You crumpet fucker You. I can say a few thinks that can and will be taken very harshly however that is the freedom I have now. I am allowed to push the boundaries and say whatever I want You know why Nikki, because we are not controlled by the British. We are not being fed bullshit by people that are known pedophiles. Hell I can say whatever the fuck I want here because that is the freedom I have, but when your back home, can You. I mean shit, You had a guy a protected because of stupid slander laws, shit. I want to I can file suit on You and deport that pretty ass of yours."
Codair tilts his head to the right, as it is heard cracking.
"Let's see what else is wrong with You, your from a country that makes Austin Powers look like the guy You all wannabe be like, did You move away so You can get your grill fixed? Did You fix them teeth so anytime You go down for a job interview your not cutting the boss up?"
Codair glares at the camera.
"If we spread your legs, are we going to find a creamy center or is it gonna be as green as mint."
The camera shakes from left to right as the camera man is heard uttering the word No.
"What, I just wanna know if she ripe or has had more tags in her career then the Road Warriors. Ya know like more bones buried in her back yard then my dog buried in its 8 year life. Trust me, she loves bones. Then again so don't Rusty. Hey Nikki, I got a new best friend for ya. Next time we are in the New England area I'm gonna give You my dog. He can bury his bones in ya, and You can get fucking bent. Which strangely is a position You should be used to."
Codair shrugs his shoulders and stops to think for a moment, and seems quite amused.
"I seriously got to start writing some things out before I get on camera and say shit. I mean hell I went into letting my dog have sex with her. Who the fuck says that type of shit. Christ, I am glad I ain't said anything prejudice. Hell I am a huge fan of Nikki Walton. I mean shit, who don't love a cock sucker. Nikki, I hate to be the guy to tell You this love, but ya are in the wrong business darlin. We kick ass in this business not take it in the ass. Your better suited for porn. Don't get me wrong, we all know your a nasty bitch, but I'd buy your videos in a second. Hell I'd buy em an watch em in a fucking church on Sunday. I'd watch em on a boat, while fucking your mother on a moat. I'd watch em on a plane, while getting my hose the proper drain. I'd watch em on here and there, sea or air. Hell I'd watch em in bed, while I'm dreaming of fucking You in the head. Shit bitch, I'd even fuck You when You were dead. I'd watch them in a bar, up close and afar. I'd give them to the whole world to see just how much of a slut You are. I'd watch them on the beaches and at the race, I'd love to watch the whole gang bang cumming all over your face. I'd watch them on the beaches and at the race, I'd love to watch the whole gang bang cumming all over your face. I'd fuck You in an X-wing, a Tie Fighter, even the fucking holodeck; and fuck your titties too leave some pearls hanging round your neck.Hell id fuck You in the car, in a bar, on the tar, just to prove that your as cheap as You are. "
Codair tilts his head to the left as more cracking noises are heard.
"You are a piece of class, no bitch all You are is just another piece of ass. Trolloping around here acting like your flawless, bitch that cream You use is 100 percent man made. You wanna act like your tough."
Codair rolls his eyes.
"Like Oh my god whatever, if ever there was a British valley girl, You like would totally take it."
Codair shrugs.
"What, I went' there, don't look surprised, be glad I ain't talking about my midget porn idea starring Nikki Walton, its here and midgets, so technically its a threesome. Ones dressed up like a clown, another one is dressed up like Spiderman, the other two well they are conjoined so technically that makes em one right. Ah fuck it who cares, this is a talk about Nikki Walton, the Flawless One, the one that makes no mistakes. Cept for that one night where she was at the White house and got shit all over her black dress. Oval office my ass, that is the oral office guess starring Barrack Obama, come and get me secret service, I spoke ill of my president. Oh shit, this ain't England, and I am not on tour there.
So go eat Spotted Dick and get fat."
Codair holds up his hand.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, sorry guy that is about to get head, its actually a pudding in Britain. I actually was telling her she needed to go eat something, not take a mouth full of protein again. I know, new diet consists of 3+ protein shakes a day, but come on, the bitch needs a break for once. She needs to eat some spotted dick, maybe stuff her face in some pie. Fuck, when I put her out of the Hybrid Title division. I may send her to my boy John Ojeda, he can have her turning tricks quicker then shit, and we both know she will earn real well for him. Don't You worry honey, he will treat ya right, long as ya give him his cut and don't try to screw him. Try to screw him it may not go over as well as You would like."
Codair glares at the camera and smirks.
"Lets see, how many people are going to protest me this week, The British, the streetwalkers, midgets, mothers who will never get to read Dr. suess again to their children because the fathers will be to busy using my lines, the white house, porn stars, I'm sure I am leaving something out, but come on. Lets face facts folks, she can take a dick, she can take a joke. Trust me, I heard she could take multiple dicks."
Codair pulls out his pack of cigarettes revealing only one left, he just rolls his eyes in dismay as he pulls it out and lights it up.
"I knew I was forgetting something."
Codair takes a drag off his cigarette and looks at the camera.
"Hybrid Champion, the term hybrid is the result of mixture that normally does not happen. Look at me, I am the ultimate hybrid here. I surpass everyone in that aspect, and here is why. You never see a man of my caliber in that ring talking and acting the way I do and making it work better then I have. Trust me, many have tried, and failed and ran away with their tails tucked between their legs, hi Jordy. I am the guy that no one can predict what I am going to say or do, but everyone in the back tunes in to watch because they know its going to be gold. It is going to be something so off the wall that they are not going to know how to respond or for that matter how to react. Nikki your the currant Hybrid Champion, and your so friggen predictable it is not even funny. You will come at me in expected form, and ultimately, your going to lose. Why, because everything I have said, has gotten into your head. Because all You are going to think of is how to come at me with my own words. Nikki, it is futile effort, and it will show just how full of flaws You are."
Codair shrugs as he takes another drag off his cigarette, he turns and looks out to the city street for a moment.
"You see darlin, I will say and do anything I damn well please because I am not restricted and I unchained. I have no one holding me back, and I plan on making the best of it. Why, because that is who I am. You, with all due respect are simply just another victim. Do I enjoy mocking You, and taking the shots I have.......... well yeah, your kind of a stuck up bitch that deserves a slap every now and again just to bring ya back to reality and to let You know that You ain't all that and a bag of chips."
He looks at the camera, as the camera zooms in on him.
"You require the notoriety of that title to prove that You are worth a damn, because with out it your just another pretty face here. You have no lasting ability really, your just a bit of a teenie bopper as we call em here in the states. You should be in the front row at some boy band concert screaming your little heart out. Not wrestling to retain the Hybrid Championship. I give You credit though, You held out and won it off John Pariah. You cemented your name with top wrestlers that have held this title including Pariah, John Ojeda, Corey Gein and Adam Stryker. I ain't gonna say the other two top names that come in, but I will settle for calling them Tom and Jerry. Guess which one is the mouse. Nikki, your amazingly talented in that ring. Personality wise though, I would be better off talking to a door knob. Then again, that could go back into the prior comments about everyone getting a turn, but god damn it I'm trying to be serious for once."
Codair clears his throat, then takes a drag off his cigarette.
"Nikki, your a pain in the ass, your not a delightful person, fuck I know nicer loan sharks then You. Your a stuck up bitch, your probably proud of it to, your an idiot, You apparently have daddy issues seeing as well your stuck up Troy Stone's ass. Even though I dare say we ain't seen much of him lately, did You finally shove him back in the closet. Moving on, because I really don't wanna talk about the rumor of him dancing to the disco classic "Its Raining Men." Nikki, You got potential however You lack the insight and the desire to push through the ranks and be the top wrestler here. That is why our match is just going to end in a way that will not favor You. Unless your going to try to hook up with me in the back. After the roughing around bit, I maybe frisky, so I will get back to You about that."
A woman's throat is heard clearing loud enough to get Codair's attention as he takes a drag off his cigarette.
"Oh, come on now, You already said You'd jump in on her too, Jez."
Codair shrugs and gets a boyish smile across his face.
"Notice the no retort thing, yeah she can't deny it. Nikki your a looker, ya always been a looker, and that has carried You to places that You never thought You would have seen. Hell dare I say it helped You gain the title from John Pariah, because he feared actually putting You down in hopes of getting You into his bed. Hey, I don't blame him, he was getting up there in age as I am. However, I can still fuck whatever broad I want to because I am not the caring type. Ladies, I am an asshole, and we all know how much You all love an asshole."
Codair chuckles for a second as he continues on.
"Lets look at facts now shall we. Your restricted, your constrained, dare I say You have your hands tied. You stick to what You know, and all You know is yourself. The last few matches I have seen with You talking, I have been humbly disappointed about the insight I would hope a Hybrid Champion would possess. You are strong, oh god You are strong, but You lack direction. Your driven, however your not pushed, your confused and there for You are nothing. You could so be so much more darlin, fact is though You wont be. Because your living in the shadow of the faltering Troy Stone, we saw him defeated how many times in a row, and we all know he is looking for that last chance shot where he can prove to himself that he is worth it, that he is championship material. Is that going to be You Nikki? are You going to be doing that to me like Troy did to John Ojeda. Butter it up all You will, You know the truth as well as I. He begged for a return match to prove his worth to Hollywood, and all he ended up doing was falling flat on his face. That is what is going to happen to You butter cup. That is your future. You know why baby, because that is what You follow. That is what your ambition has gotten You this far, to be held up by a paper champion, and in turn, You have become one."
Codair cracks his neck again, as loud popping is heard, his eyes open widely as he focuses in.
"You walk around thinking your something You ain't and You have some fooled. I ain't one of them, sorry to burst your bubble. John Pariah, great honorable Legend that was looking to back up and retire, You gained the gold cause he was tired of it all, the other opponent was Anton Chase, unfortunately I think he gave up on wrestling all together. Can't remember who You faced at the Fall Out Show, apparently no one important. You faced off against Cash Money, well we all know how that went, I think Ray Charles can take him. Then there was the tag match to get You into the final which You failed at. So You took the last show off to get yourself ready for whatever challenge You had standing before your title, I would have suggested just giving the title to Hollywood, may have been a bit easier paper champion. All of your competition has been at best dead in the water, sense You have become the champion, there for, You ain't proven a god damn thing. You ain't proven You earned that title and You deserve that title. However In regards to all that, I will say this, if You can pull the upset of the year off and beat me. You will deserve that title, however I guarantee You this, no one believes You can do it. No one, my only question to You is this. What the fuck do You think is going to happen? Do You honestly have the delusion in your brain that says that You stand a snowballs chance in hell against me. Do You seriously think that You can take me on and beat me. Listen darlin, I am at my best right here and right now. I can take on the whole friggen world and take out at least half before the world catches me in a rush, I am on fire. You know why. because I had the balls to step up and step away from the rest of You mindless fucking idiots that parade around thinking your hot shit's. Acting and being someone You ain't fuck that. You wanna know why guys like me and John Ojeda are the baddest of the mother fucking bad here. Because we are the only mother fucker's that are actually real about it. I ain't ashamed to say whatever the fuck I want. I will not deny anything I say, and as a matter of fact I will change words so dumb fuck's can actually understand em. Hell if I have to I will use sign language and pictures. Nikki, don't make me pull out the god damn pictures with You. Be a smart little girl and be afraid, be very afraid."
Codair takes a drag off his cigarette.
"You see, I don't make my bones with beating up on women, however darlin, You stepped into this world, You knew the risks, and this being my world. I own your ass, You are mine to do with what I please. And what I aim to do, is take that precious belt You been parading around like a brand new designer purse away from You. That is by all means necessary. It is nothing personal, it is all business, and I take great pleasure in that. That gold, is something I want. Something I desire, I don't need it for anyone in this company to know that I am worth the damn. Fact is I want it so that everyone knows what the new stepping stone is. To raise the bar that much higher, so that frauds like You will not ever get the chance to take what is rightfully belonging to a true wrestler."
Codair just chuckles.
"My aim is not to embarrass You anymore then I have, not in the match anyway's. However if You come at me with everything You got and when I put You down. If your embarrassed, well then there is nothing I can do for ya to bring You back up. Hell, I can't even make You look good in that ring, and shit, I held up Jordan Caliban in the last few matches we had. What's that go to show, I made a low talent. Self absorbed, piece of shit, talent thief like him look decent in the ring, and made it work. I must be good at what I do. On top of it all, hell he got some airing on his little pirate radio show, when he decided to take pop shots at me before ran off like a little bitch because he didn't think he could hang. No wonder I got the match against You. That glory hound was hanging in my light because I surpassed his shit and got noticed by the establishment after he tried and tried for so long, and got pissy when fans thought I was going to war way before he was. That is an example of doing something right. That is what You got to focus on Nikki. I don't have to start anything, all I have to do is be around and people think I had something to do with it. You know why Nikki, because that is what greatness is. This war is a great thing against The Establishment, it has done miracles for this company because people have risen up to take what is theirs and not to be oppressed. It's amazing what happens when oppressors finally get oppressed, the fans love and respect it because each day that feel themselves in our shoes. The Anti-establishment movement is not my brain child, I had no start in it, but as soon as I joined my friend darlin, everyone noticed because I made sure everyone noticed. There was no need for shameless promotion, no need to say that I was better. I just came in and shook the foundation, and all eyes were on me. Provided most were trying to get a bulls eye on me, but they could not. You know why, its because I am that damn good, and I dare anyone to even try to make it a point to prove me fucking wrong at it. They can't You know why. Because everything I have done, I have said I was going to do. Everything I have said was fucking money in the bank and The Establishment loves it on the coin term only. They don't like being my bitch, however they have figured out real quick that is all they are."
Jezebel comes into view and whispers something into Codair's ear as he nods, and takes a drag off his cigarette.
"Nikki, when I say I am a genius, all You have to do is focus on the how's. I have survived 20 years in this business even with all the changes that have come and gone. I survived the big men, the high flyers, hell the brawlers, I have beaten em all. Every kind of scenario You can figure, martial artist, high flyer, brawler, technical wrestler, I have out done em all in a matter of time. Made them tap, knocked them out, or by 1..2..3. How long have You been in this business. When I speak, everyone listens, in part because it is going to be the funniest thing they have heard that week, the other part is because they wanna know what the fuck my twisted mind came up with. I say what they all would love to say, however can not because society has deemed it to be not so politically correct, and yet I could give a fuck if someone takes offense to it. You know why, because I can. That is my point. So while your all huffy and puffy and pissy and whiny in the back complaining about what I said, some will probably say You should thank him, because he just gave your match the attention it deserves. Why because everyone will focus in our match to see what your going to do about it. Why because I am the asshole that draws the best and the worst out of people and sees if they can hang. Nikki, can You hang? Can You actually rise to the occasion and prove to the world with out a shadow of a doubt that You deserve the title. That You deserve to be on a list with the many great's that held that title. How about this, lets just call it up to chance and think of it as a game of roulette."
Codair looks at the camera then shakes his head.
"No not Russian Roulette, put the gun down and stop getting stupid ideas from movies. Christ, I don't even think their was a gun in Clueless."
The whole camera moves up and down as Codair just stands there blinking his eyes, as Jezebel giggles in her hand.
"Well was it a revolver, You know what, never mind, gimme your man card and jump off this building will You. I make a joke about Clueless and this guy takes me serious, dude what the fuck is wrong with You. Christ, times I wish Joe Pesci was here, he'd make your eyeballs pop out of your head with a fucking vice."
Codair looks up to the sky and mutters the words "Why Me."
"Fact is, the odds are seriously stacked against You Nikki, and none of it looks to be in your favor. Nikki, take your career out to the desert and just bury it, Why, because It's Vegas. At High Stakes, You lose everything."
Codair takes a final drag off his cigarette and puts it out on his shoe as he walks away from the camera, Jezebel on his arm.
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