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Post by "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton (F) on Sept 6, 2014 11:52:28 GMT -5
When you're talking about fighting, as it is, with no rules, well then, baby you'd better train every part of your body! -Bruce Lee
Prologue
Most ways to become a survivor is to survive what is given to you, you could be the shortest end of the stick with a little skill but still find a way to win or you could be the strongest end of the stick, the one with balance and grace but also know what is best of your opponent and in losing i found that out about Fear tonight.
Everyone thinks that the only thing I came back for was just to be a spot filler for the other guys like Beno or JTB but the real reason I wanted to step through these ropes again was to grace the fans with my wrestling prowess.
See it's not the so called people in the back who want me to take over for them... i don't do things that way anymore cause all these people that saw KO as just a former world champion will see that KO is now an animal who is bloodthirsty for not blood exactly but for the world title. This plan... no this mission begins at Oppression.
#NoMoreFear #RTG2014
End Of Prologue
Scene 1: 0-2
Time: 11:30 PM
Date:8/26/14
Area: Kurt Orton's Locker Room
Characters: Kurt Orton, Burris Troy
Another loss on what seems to be the final Raw before Oppression, you think I would feel some type of sadness or defeat in my brain but no... there was none of that and with that i was able to walk back to my locker room with a chip on my shoulder knowing that Sunday night was a few days away ... i'm a few short nights from achieving the top heights again.
Burris Troy walked into the room a few minutes later and we started talking about different personal things non related to wrestling, I sat down on the bench contemplating my loss tonight but just in a mixed feeling, i didn't know how to feel exactly but a loss was a loss and i wasn't gonna let that effect my goal leading closer into the new year.
{Interviewer} Burris Troy
Ladies and Gentlemen my guest at this time is none other than Kurt Orton, if you are listening to this via your car radio or via your mobile device... this is the Thy WWE Raw Backstage Pass.
Now Kurt, before we began you sat on this bench and looked unsure of how to take your second loss back against FEAR, why was that emotion so nerve rattling for you?
KO took time to think about the question, in the same emotional state he was before... like he was brainless or clueless to admit that he had lost.
He knew he could not admit it in his mind but his heart went along with it... so he bucked up and answered firmly.
{The Prodigy} Kurt Orton
I'm going to sit here and admit to you my good buddy that I lost, but yet as we embark onwards towards Oppression, i feel no mistakes have been made or no wrongs have been committed against me. Sometimes my friend you are going to lose a few fights but does that mean that the war is then over?
Does that mean that all you have fought for is then lost in the heat of battle? For those that know me burris including you, you know the only way top put me down is with a shotgun blast of your own fury plus to lose all self conttrol within your body! I'm simply a guy who does not submit into defeat, you have to take me doown to the point where i pass out or am i unable to continue.
I have a never give up attitude and everyone knows that about yours truly, some things i don't let get to me like how this loss is affecting my track record cause to fight as a whole fighter... 99% is due to sacrifice while the 1% is due to skill and perseverance. It's just that FEAR got to me tonight and i just wasn't ready.
Burris nodded his head knowing that he had heard a question actually anwsered calmly and firmly without Kurt going crazy, he straightened his tie before asking the final question to end the post-show.
With Oppression on sunday, what role do you plan on making in your first pay per view back to the company?
Kurt smiled on this question and he also felt a bit of confidence rushing back to his head, he smirked a bit and fixed the laces on his boots before anwsering.
Burris, with Oppression on sunday, I plan to forward this mission into the nextn phase and that's winning whatever match i might be in and knowing that the opponent might not care who i am or what i have done to help this company., I plan on proving to this person that i am truly the real deal of Thy WWE! Best Believe!
Burris stared at his friend with absolute confidence, also believing in his ability and as he cut off the camera for the interview and wrapped things up for the show, he knew that Oppression was his night to turn things around.
Kurt shook his hand and asked him politely to leave, upon doing so he was able to pack his things and head out of the HSBC Arena... he called a taxi and told him his destination was to their local airport, the scene now ends firmly with Kurt smiling headed into the airport.
End of Scene 1
Scene 2: Home is where the support is.
Time: 9:00 AM
Date: 8/30/14
Area: Kurt Orton's home (Newark, NJ)
Characters: Kurt Orton, AJ Orton
A beautiful saturday morning could not compare to coming home and seeing the one you care about cooking breakfast for you after a hard fought battle, Walking into the house Kurt was able to smell his favorite foods coming off the stove and he saw his loving son Jaden in his high chair being fed by his mother AJ, she greeted him with a kiss on the lips and already prepared his clothes for departure but he was not planning on leaving without getting some motivation from his rock, his soulmate.
After eating breakfast, she put Jaden down for a little nap and as he began to doze off.. the couple cuddled on the couch and began talking about sunday's Pay Per View.
{"Prodigy's Princess"} AJ Orton
Sunday my love, you go into battle in a three way ladder match to decide who gets the # 30 spot in the Ascension Rumble next month, now you know we were watching Raw and yes we are not made about you losing to FEAR but what am i proud of is that you mantained your composure going into both of your matches these past 2 weeks, i'm happy you haven't lost your cool but i am sorry to say my dear and you have lost your touch.
Kurt began to see a different look in AJ's eyes and he begins to show a scowl on his face now after hearing those words come out of his wife's mouth.
The confidence he has been having these past two weeks has made him lose his edge, that mental side that lets him get into people's heads and manipulate their mind before a match. He slowly moved her from his chest and stood up with his head down in shame.
AJ stood up and knowing that she was shorter than him, she tried to motivate him into regaining himself. She was the cut off by his hand as he began to walk out on to the balcony. In the meantime, his voices began to take over.
Really? How dare she call us soft? Remember we were the exact voices who made you a top heel when you were in OFU with that trader Bob Cena at your side.
All she did was be a little helper during those days and basically ... show us support. That's what she did and while we are a soldier in this ongoing war ... we must show her some respect. Yet, she has no right to call us soft because without you she would be lonely, heartless, careless and a black widow of sorts. They say home is where the heart is and sometimes coming home is sort of ... a mistake.
But then again you has a human understand the reason why that it is false, you depend on those who are around you at all times. No matter the odds, you look to her for support and with that you are able to never give up. Now walk the hell back in there and show her you mean nothing by it!
After listening to the voices in my head give me a very awkard feeling towards what just happened, I walked back inside and sat on the couch with my hands in my head. She stood over me talking once again and popping up a reoccuring question.
{"Prodigy's Princess"} AJ Orton
If my superpowers were to read minds and understand your emotions, you want me to come to Oppression to make sure you don't ail me... my anwser to that is maybe, maybe being that i don't know what your mindset will be that day and hell i don't even know what mood you will be in. But i do know that if I do show up to Oppression, Jaden will be in your corner and we will motivate you to win. Now you might be thinking... how am I gonna get a one year old baby on a plane with me to a pay per view involved with blood glory and the will to survive. Well just sit here and think and you let me handle that business.
I still love you that will never ever change.
I looked up at her as she was walking away, unsure how to feel and unaware how to take that devastating blow. Me? going soft? My confidence is what is keeping me fighting and living each and everyday.
My will to win is what makes me hard to defeat at times and at the weakest of moments in my career sometimes i feel lost on what to do... It hurts and it stings me in my heart but i know that support and peace of mind always keep me sanely adapt to everything that is changing in my life.
After sitting and taking in all that emotion for about an hour, I walked into the bedroom while she was ironing my hoody for the PPV... I stopped her in mid move of even catching a breath to give her a big kiss, that time sitting on the couch taking in all my frustration and error in my past two matches, i was able to realize what was missing in my body and that was my serpentine like instincts.
That's what was keeping me totally sane but it was hindering me in my main event and heavyweight status.
I was not feeling like the Kurt Orton of old who had that fire burning in his belly to always win, to always feel like that everything can be accomplished if you just believe in everything that you do... the cockiness and desire in my body was still fueling but i think i needed to slow my roll before i got to a place where it leaded me to nowhere.
I grabbed my things and she gave me a kiss upon the cheek as a wish of good luck, looking back at her as i left showed that i was feeling back to my old self.
The scene soon ended with Kurt getting in his car and driving off into the busy street with his family smiling in the window.
End Of Scene 2
Scene 3: SportsNation Interview
Time: 3:00 PM
Date: 9/5/14
Area: SportsNation TV Show on ESPN2
Characters: Kurt Orton, Michelle Beadle
{SportsNation Host} Michelle Beadle
Well allow me to welcome you all to another episode of Sportsnation and today we look to have a great show on deck but before we get onto business, our first segment of the show is promoting Thy WWE Oppression live this Sunday from the Sunshine state of Miami Florida. Our guest at this time is a man who is a former world champion and also a former Money In The bank ladder match winner. This is Kurt Orton... or should I say "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton.
After Kurt walks out to the stage with a new hairstyle and is greeted by Michelle, he stands by her as she begins to talk.
Well welcome to the show Kurt, Let's get right into it as we look into your past... what exactly and who exactly gave you the moniker of "The Prodigy"?
Kurt stood firmly and strong with a smile on his face before answering her question.
{The Prodigy} Kurt Orton
Um... I was adopted by former WWE Superstar Randy Orton at the age of , around that time i was alone and unsheltered to those who saw me... so yes i was an orphan who needed to rise in the ranks of the lifestyle that the Orton's had to possess. The paychecks, the skills, the attributes all to become of the best.
Michelle in life there are many things you don't wanna do and that's piss anyone of us off. When i was given the moniker of "Prodigy" it was to lead those under me such as my son Jaden to become a successor of sorts to whom i leave my legacy behind.
There was a certain time in my career where I wanted to step down and just take care of my family, at nights I could not sleep cause all of my fans were in my head literally asking when was I gonna break away from the brick wall of silence and show off the ruthless never give up attitude that I bring to the table.
Three generations of family heritage though will not go to waste in the Sunlife Stadium because I plan to show my opponents that not only have I not loss my ring rust but the will to succeed is still burning inside of me.
{SportsNation Host} Michelle Beadle
Alright i'll make sure to keep that in mind. Haha! My next question is actually in the form of a little game we would like you to play... we want you to imitate three of your biggest or fiercest challengers in Thy WWE! We are going to start things off with Joey. Joey the bastard.
We do have props as well if you wish to use them.
Kurt rubs his hands together and begins to laugh as he grabs the fake plastic Mohawk and the hockey jersey, he laughs before he starts the imitation.
Well hello you freaking idiots all across the world... my name is Joey and I am a member of a brand new faction called the New Age where we all enjoy talking about other men and demolishing our opponents to the ground.... bwahahahaha! We like to have slumber parties after Raw and drive girly cars across the cities we travel in.
Michelle laughs as she reads off the next person to imitate.
Okay. Okay hahaha that was great... now do your former tag team partner Bob Cena.
Orton puts on the chain and turns the fitted cap sideways before speaking.
Hello mates, my name is Bob Cena, former Thy WWE world champion and the butt buddy of Crack something to which i am addicted to by just looking into my eyes. I am a guy who likes to put fear in my opponent's eyes before rolling up a big joint and smoking away my pain... Word Life lads!
Michelle laughs once more before asking her final question of the interview.
Alright this is gonna be off the topic of your career for a minute and into the NFL ... Who do you think will survive the regular season and become the super bowl champions?
Um... as much as I wanna put money I'm a different team like the Seattle Seahawks or the Baltimore Ravens ... my money and my faith will always be in my New England Patriots, I believe this year we have the keys to win within the ranks. New draft picks , some new faces and coach Bill Belichick always finds a way to pull off our assured victory into the super bowl, I'm praying for an undefeated streak and that whoever meets us in the NFC better be ready for a fight.
{SportsNation Host} Michelle Beadle
Alright Kurt thank you for a wonderful interview today and don't forget to catch Oppression live on the Thy WWE Network for just the measly price of $9.99 where all of your favorite superstars are in action. Coming up next is my interview with the recent free agent St.Louis Rams Defensive End Michael Sam.
The scene ends as Kurt leaves the stage after shaking the hands of everyone around him, thanking them for their time today.
End of Scene 3
Scene 4: International Incidents
Time: 7:45 PM
Date: 9/6/14
Area: Kurt Orton's locker room
Characters: Kurt Orton AJ Orton Jaden Orton & Burris Troy
Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names. - John F Kennedy
The final scene begins with the Orton Family trio in the locker room, Kurt is wearing his New England Patriots style attire fitted appropriately to fit the rival team known as the Miami Dolphins.
Burris walks in wearing the exact colors of the team and for the first time since returning to Thy WWE, Kurt stared a hole through the interviewer which prompted him to begin speaking.
[The Prodigy] Kurt Orton
I remember a time exactly like this night right here where I was in a big fight type atmosphere and you sir were wearing the colors of a ridiculous team. Now Burris I respect the hell out of your career and what you do for the company buy tonight is not the night for an interview because I think we all hear the Peep Zone cheering for the best damn power couple in the industry today to come out and speak to them... But I will give you a task while you are already here ... Could you watch Jaden?
Burris sighs softly and shakes his head yes while they exit the room... AJ shakes his hand before they exit and begin to walk down the hall.
Moments later.....
Unknown Soldier by Breaking Benjamin hits the PA System and soon after the beat drops, Kurt comes out with AJ by his side and as she skips down the ramp ... The prodigy pats his chest before going under the ring looking for something.
Orton now finds a ladder and sets it up in the center of the ring, with a microphone in hand ... He soon begins to speak with a smile.
[The Prodigy] Kurt Orton
Miami freaking Florida!!! Stand up on your feet and get ready for Oppression because we assure you it will be action packed with a lot of hard hitting explosiveness.
The opening contest as you all know is a three way ladder match to decide who gets the number 30 spot in the Ascension Rumble in October ... Now while all of you see Fear or the wild card Joey The Bastard taking this victory home ... There is a piece of info you have forgotten and I have it right here on the big screen so gentlemen if you please....
The big screen lights up to show a throwback clip of Wrestlemania 3 when Kurt Orton won the Money in the Bank Ladder match in amazing fashion outlasting some of the best stars Thy has to offer ... After the clip disintegrates Orton smiles as the crowd cheers louder.
Now while that accomplishment led to a very disappointing title run ending in my hometown where I am 1-2 there... I am undefeated in ladder matches where I plan to be 2-0 in tonight's contest.
JTB, you see... It's like this. Your Thy WWE's resident bad-ass who I just admitted last week was someone I respect as a man and as a wrestler but I do not condone the actions of his violent yet disrespectful attack on a man who I respect ... Bret "Hitman" Hart! The best there was, the best there is and the best there ever will be!
Watching him growing up as a child battling Shawn Michaels and other competitors made guys like myself just want to excel to surpass him and show him what the future is truly about, the future is a place where the young shine over the old and also a place where people like myself want to establish a legacy ... That's another one of the many reasons why I came back to Thy.. To achieve a mountain of accomplishments that are worthy enough to please even the people who respect me.
You did a terrible thing last Monday on Raw Joseph and tonight I avenge my fallen friend who is recovering from his attack by dropping you on your head with a KillSwitch.
Orton gets a scowl on his face as he now turns face forward to the ladder that is in front of him, the crowd begins to chant "Let's go KO" as he begins to speak.
Fear. As I said to you on Raw ... You were a former mercenary to the knights of the Roundtable but you are so focused on saving all of us that you cannot even get the job done here tonight ... I mean this match is huger than anything we can imagine! An opportunity like this can not go to waste and when I defeat the both of you with all the blood, sweat and tears I have in my body ... The first step in my five point plan will be complete.
Three people, three different agendas but one premiere task in hand and right here is where I make my mark, this is not just gonna be for the people in the back but for all the naysayers and haters saying that I don't have what it takes to be championship material again! I prove all the critics wrong by showing that in life you need to survive for the things that you want and the ones that you truly love.
KO begins to climb the ladder with the microphone clung to his tights, when he gets to the top... He scans the view from an eagle's vision to see his peep zone in full effect while AJ skips around the ladder as a way of enjoyment.
And Shepherds we shall be For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand.
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.
This purge that you speak so dearly of Richard dies at the hand of authority when we lock horns ... Oh and Joey if I forgot about you and all those times you called me Lil Squirt ... Just remember that this size 10 boot will be shined up for me to kick it down your throat!
I start a mission tonight to become the Thy WWE Heavyweight champion of the world and if management plus Vince McMahon himself thinks a ladder match can put me down then he's going to have to buy a tighter jockstrap ... Cause I do not back quit for no one or nothing! The Road to Redemption begins...
If ya don't know .... Now you know!!
Cause that's ... How I Roll!!!
The scene fades away with the Thy WWE preshow logo showing in the darkness while Kurt climbs down the ladder and heads to the back with AJ in toe.
EORP
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Post by Joey The Bastard on Sept 7, 2014 14:48:51 GMT -5
The scene opens up inside a fancy nightclub. The dance floor is bumping, and the place is packed. There is a VIP section that's been cut off from the rest of the club, and in that VIP area, we see the members of newest faction in Thy WWE... The New Age. The camera moves in and we can hear the conversation...
JTB: Let's get some frickin' shots goin', boys! WOO! That was awesome! That fossil Bret Hart... We turned him in to dust! Good to be on board with you, boys!
JTB raises his glass, which is half full of beer, to make a toast...
JTB: To the New Age!
Zak and Troy each hold up their pints, and Bob Cena holds up his water...
All: To the New Age!
They clink their glasses, and take a sip. JTB chugs his back. It's been so long since he a sip of booze, but this was a time to celebrate. He promised himself that he wouldn't drink again until he became Champion, but he knew Bob Cena would beat Blade LaVigne, and if one member of the New Age was Champion, then they all were. Maybe he was celebrating too early, and maybe he broke his own promise to himself a little as well. But The Bastard knew that Cena winning the big one was a for sure thing. It was set in stone, and they'd all make sure it went off with out a hitch. Bob Cena was watching The Bastard closely all night. He noticed the change early on in the night.
Cena: You sure you wanna drink again, mate? I've seen what that shit can do to you. We all have!
JTB: Hey, don't worry about me, bro... You just keep nursing that water. Seriously, have a beer sometime. Could do wonders.
Cena: Nah, I'll pass, thanks. I don't need anything clouding my mind heading in to this match.
JTB: You, sir, are a stronger man than I! To Bob Cena! The NEW Thy WWE World Champion!
The waitress shows up with four shots of whiskey and puts them on the table. JTB grabs two and slides them over to Troy and Zak. He keeps the other two for himself. He holds them up, as do the others.
All: To Bob Cena!
They take their shots, and JTB takes his two back to back and slams his hand on the table.
JTB: *burp* Holy shit, I missed this! Thanks for joining the crusade, boys!
Zak: Hey, we're all in this for the same reasons... We're the best that Thy has to offer, and it's about time that we're treated that way.
JTB seems distracted as he is looking around for a waitress. He spots one, and stands up, almost falling over the table, and shouts out to her.
JTB: Yo, beer-bitch! Get your ass back to the bar and bring us another round. What's wrong with you? We're VIPs! You stupid or something?
The waitress looks over with a glare then goes off to fulfill her duties. JTB falls back in his chair.
JTB: Seriously, that bitch needs to go.
Troy: Well, to be fair, the place is really busy.
JTB: Fuck that! We should have our own server just for us. This place is run like shit.
A minute passes by and the server shows up with the beers, and JTB let's her have it.
JTB: What took you so long, dumbass? We're the VIPs up in here, and you're taking your sweet time bringin' us our drink?
Server: I'm sorry, but it's really busy as you can see.
JTB: Shut the fuck up, bitch! Don't give me that bullshit! Get your ugly ass outta my face and get me a new beer-bitch. NOW!
The server is in shock. She storms off in search of the manager.
Troy: You tell her, JTB!
Cena: Man, you really are a bastard!
Zak: It's not really her fault.
JTB: Bro! No excuses!
Zak: I should probably head to the hotel. Sophie is probably waiting for me. I told her that I wouldn't be long...
JTB: Oh yeah?
Zak stands up, and tosses a hundred on the table. JTB stands up with his arms in the air, almost stumbling.
JTB: FOR THOSE I LOVE... I WILL SACRIFICE! Amirite, bro?
Zak: Yeah, you are, and if you don't like it, you can bite it!
All: OHHHHH!
They all laugh and Zak waves good bye. He makes is way through the crowd and looks back before exiting. He spots JTB in an altercation with some guy in a suit. JTB shoves the man, and Zak starts to head back to the VIP table.
Zak: What now?
JTB: This dick says he's the manager and that we all have to leave!
Manager: yes, please leave or I'll be forced to call the police.
JTB: Yo, fuck tha po-lice! And fuck you, too.
JTB shoves the guy again.
JTB: You wanna do this? Huh? Come at me, bro! COME AT ME!
Cena: Come on, man. Forget it. It's not worth it. We had our fun, let's go.
Zak: yeah, I don't have time for this, and I can't afford to go to jail. We all have big matches coming up anyway.
JTB looks at the both of them for a few seconds with a scowl on his face. He looks at Troy who has a smirk on his face. Troy looks at the manager then back to JTB and nods his head. The Bastard laughs then reaches out and ruffles Troy's hair.
JTB: Troy... I love ya, buddy.
JTB turns back to the manager.
JTB: You're lucky that I have such good friends watching out for me, otherwise I would lay you out right here.
Manager: Whatever. Now, please...
JTB spits in the manager's face.
JTB: You sayin' somethin'?
The manager wipes the spit off of his face.
JTB: Yeah, that's what's up! Come on, boys.
JTB grabs his beer off of the table and chugs it back while staring in to the eyes of the manager. Then he shoulders his way passed him. The others follow as JTB stumbles and leans up against the wall, staring back at the manager.
Zak: Good choice. Let's get outta here.
JTB keeps staring at the manager who has now started clearing the table.
JTB: Fuck that.
The Bastard moves quickly. slinking in between the members of the crowd. He enters the VIP area like a ninja, and smashes the empty glass over the back of the manager's head. The manager falls through the glass table, blood pouring from his head. JTB spits on him again then staggers back to his teammates.
JTB: Okay, now we can go.
Zak: Jesus.
Troy: Nice fuckin' shot!
People in the club start to scream, and the four men disappear out the front door and down an alley.
Cena: We gotta get the hell out of here fast.
Sirens soon are heard as the four of them go through the alleys.
Troy: Guys, the hotel is this way. Look! I see it
Cena: Nice. Let's go. JTB, you good to go?
JTB: Just let me take a little break.
Zak: We don't have time for that!
JTB lays down on the pavement. The sirens are closer now.
Troy: Come on! It's right fucking there, man! get the hell up!
JTB: Nope. I'm on break!
Zak: Screw it, let's just leave him, and pay his bail in the morning.
Cena looks down at JTB and shakes his head. He starts to follow Zak but changes his mind. He runs back and drags JTB to his feet.
Cena: Zak! Come on, give us a hand.
Troy and Cena are trying to drag JTB but JTB is giving them dead weight. Zak sighs and runs over, grabbing JTB's legs. They start to carry JTB towards the end of the alley, and to the hotel.
Cena: Almost there, guys!
JTB: You guys are the shit, you know that right?
Cena: Yeah, sure, you too, mate.
They reach the end of the alley and just when they do, a police car screeches to a halt in front of them.
Zak: Ah, God dammit!
Two cops burst out of the car.
Cop: Stop right there! Down on the ground!
The three men drop JTB who let's out a groan and lies on the sidewalk. A female cop takes charge as the commanding officer.
Cop: What happened back at the club, gentlemen?
Cena: Just some friends having some fun is all. Trying to get our friend here back to the hotel. He's had a few too many as you can probably tell.
Cop: Oh, so you guys know nothing of the manager getting his head busted open then?
Cena and Zak look at each other for a second before Zak responds.
Zak: Nope. We know nothing about that.
Cop: So, the reports of four pro wrestlers getting in to an altercation with the club manager are false then?
Cena: That's right. You must have the wrong guys.
Cop: Okay, here's what's gonna happen. Somebody better tell me just what the fuck actually happened, or all four of you are going to jail. So, what's the deal?
The three of them all look at each other, and then through grated teeth reply with...
"We don't know what you're talking about."
Cop: Alright, you're all under arrest.
All of a sudden, JTB speaks up, his face on the pavement.
JTB: Damn, girl... When you gonna take that top off and give all a glimpse of them tig ol' bitties?
Cop: Excuse me?
She grabs JTB and pulls him up to his feet, slamming him on her car.
Cop: What the hell did you just say?
JTB: Yeah, I like it rough, keep going.
Cop: You're walking on a very fine line, buster.
JTB: And you're walking with a very fine behind, babe.
The Bastard wags his tongue in the cop's face.
Cop: That's it! He's going! You three get the hell outta here!
She slams JTB's head on the hood. Cena, Zak, and Troy look on not knowing what to do.
JTB: Fuck yeah, keep it up, hot stuff. You're givin' me a raging boner!
Cop: You're sick! Get the hell outta here you three. Now!
She shoves JTB in to the back of the squad car and before the can slam the door, JTB shouts out.
JTB: You can thank me later, boys!
Then he laughs as she slams the door. The cop and her partner both get back in to the car and speed off. The three others start to cross the street toward the hotel.
Cena: What a guy... What a fuckin' guy.
***
"Wake up! Somebody returned your call!"
The Bastard opened is eyes, and found himself in a white cement cell. His head was hazed.
What the hell happened?
The door swung open and cop stood in the door. The Bastard looked up at him confused.
"Come on! I don't have all day!"
Joey got up off of the jail bed and made is way to the door. The cop led the way door the corridor to a telephone.
"Two minutes... Don't try anything funny, either!"
The Bastard picked up the receiver.
"Hello? Oh, hey, it's you! Really? I did? Jesus Christ, make sure you tell the other guys I'm really sorry. I know, I'm sorry. Well, how are things with you? Yeah, I'm excited, too. Can't wait for the world to meet the girl of my dreams... Me too. Oh really? Thanks a lot, that's awesome. I'll send you a ticket to RAW in two weeks, okay? You'll be there? Okay, thanks a lot, and I'll see you soon. Good bye."
The Bastard hung up the phone and the cop on guard duty escorted him back to his cell.
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The scene opens up with a shot of The bastard sitting on the bed in his cell. He looks up at the camera. His hang over has worn off, and he has a smirk on his face.
JTB: I'm surprised that they let you in here to do this. I'm no stranger to being locked in a jail cell. This used to be like a second home to me. Hell, sometimes I used to have to get put in here on purpose just to get out of the cold, or get some food in me. But' it's been a long time, and I forgot about how much it really sucked. Am I gonna even be able to make it to Oppression? The answer to that question is yes. I'll be out of here soon, but would it really matter if I made it or not? I mean, I'm scheduled to compete in a ladder match where the winner becomes the number thirty entrant in the Ascension Rumble, but that doesn't mean a damn thing. Last year I started at number one, and went all the way to the end. I came up short, but it doesn't matter if I start at number one or number thirty, a member of the New Age is going to win that Rumble. It doesn't matter who it is, because if one of wins, then all of us win. We are equals. But, the ladder match itself does come with other opportunities. I get a chance to take out two dirty rotten dinosaurs in one match. Kurt Orton and FEAR.
Now, Kurt Orton has opened up and said that he respects me, but he doesn't condone my recent actions. Kurt, who gives a rat's ass about what you agree with? Why do I give a crap if you respect me or not? I sure as hell don't respect you, Kurt Orton... I think you're the biggest joke that Thy WWE has ever seen. You took your ball and ran home, and then expect to be welcomed back with open arms the second you stroll back in to this company. And the worst thing about it is that Vince McMahon does it! Yeah, sure, Kurt, you can come back. Here, have a chance to be the number one contender. Here, have a chance to be number thirty in the Rumble. Have anything you want, Kurt Orton. Glad to have you back! No, Kurt, we're not glad to have you back. In fact, we're pretty pissed off about it. Vince may want you here. The fans may want you here, but the guys in the back that really matter... they want nothing to do with you! So, I'm gonna do them all a favor and take you out this Sunday once and for all! You've never beaten me, and you're not gonna beat me at Oppression, and after you lose, have fun going back to your wife and telling her... I couldn't get the job done, honey, I'm sorry. I'm just mediocre. I don't belong in the main event. I don't belong in the best wrestling company in the world, and, baby... I don't deserve to call you my wife. And the stupid bitch will probably forgive you! And say all is forgiven, because let's face it... You two were made for each other. mediocre in every single way. Talent, looks, you name it... Me? I'm the total package. My girl? Don't get me started on her. She could the floor with the both of you with out breaking a sweat, but you'll find out about her in due time. That is... if I let you survive.
Now, speaking of taking your ball and running, let's talk about FEAR. FEAR was an original member of the Knights of the Round Table, and laid the foundation for the greatest group in Thy WWE history. No, I'm not talking about the first incarnation. I'm referring to the second coming of the Knights. MY Knights of the Round Table. I took all of your hard work, FEAR, and I perfected it, and when I got tired of it, it was ME who ended it. When all you originals threw your little fits and fucked off, it was ME who kept the ball rolling, and when people look back at the Knight's era, they're not gonna remember your work. They're gonna remember how bad ass and cool Joey the Bastard was when he ruled this federation by himself! Cause, unlike you, I didn't give a damn about making the place better. It was all for me. It was never about the Knights. I was just using the name to propel myself to that next level. Fuck the Knights of the Round Table! Fuck Merlin! Fuck Arthur! And fuck you, FEAR! You sense of entitlement sickens me... You come back from months of being in Japan where you were a big fish in a small pond, but what happens when you come back? You guessed it, Vince gives you more opportunities that you never deserved. The way I see it, if you quit and walk out on a company, then come back, you need to prove your worth a second time. You shouldn't be handed a set of fresh opportunities after you turned your back on the company that made you.
I have never really turned my back on this company, and what do I have to show for it? A couple IC title reigns, sure, but I still haven't been granted that one on one match for the World Title even after I've beaten former champion after former champion, but the big wigs are scared... no, THEY KNOW... that if given that chance that I would come out on top, and that's something that they just can't have happen to their stupid traditions. This company has gone to shit, FEAR, and you and Kurt Orton are a big part of the reason why. Guys like me did everything for this company, and we got dragged through the piss and shit as a reward. WELL NOT ANYMORE! I will burn this God damn company to the ground if I have to, and unless you decide to bail again, you're going down with it. The crusade continues this Sunday at Oppression, and Kurt Orton, FEAR... You two are the next names on my list. So, enjoy your comebacks while they last, because they're about to come to a crackling, smoldering end when I'm done with you. You'll never ever hear me talking about a JTB comeback, because I've always been here... And I always will be.
And if you don't like it...
Get the fuck out!
Or burn with all the rest...
JTB leans back with his head against the cement wall. A guard approaches and opens the door.
Guard: Looks like you have a friend out there. Some girl posted your bail, you're outta here.
JTB smiles and whispers to himself...
JTB: That I do... that I do. See you at Oppression, boys.
JTB gets up, laughing, and exits the cell. the guard follows as the camera stays focused on the empty cell. The door slides and closes with a loud CLANG! just as the scene cuts out.
The end.
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