LeGeNdKiLLeR
10-11-2004, 02:15 AM
A rather large building is shown in a country surrounding. A few cars are in the long driveway, and hardly any lights are on at the moment.The crew moves closer onto the porperty and takes a quick glance at a license plate on one of the cars, which read " STYLES ". They quickly assume Chris Styles because of the house looking somewhat like a castle, kind of gothic, and with other midevil times regalia in various places on the property. They here a car ull up behind them, as they quickly turn around to see Chris returning home after a car ride with his wife. He motions them over to him, and they scarcely awalk towards him, and he begins to speak softly to them.
Chris: " I'm sure all of you have seen what my future opponent has said. That he's ready to take me on. That he is still suffering from his so called "car accident". I say so what. Does he want to compare all of the matches we wrestled with injuries? I can beat him in that genre faster than he's able to lace his boots. I've been there Lennox, I've also done that. I've wrestled in some of the most brutal matches, and walked out of the arena, without help. So, do you still want to whine and complain because you still get no respect for winning that title after being hit by a car? No, it doesn't work that way. When you win that title, you hold it up high, and say that you have won that title for a good reason. But you have none! Lennox, I pity you. You are the most selfish son of a b|tch that I have ever seen grace the world of wrestling. How you even managed to get hired here, is way beyond my mind power. But I went in the back, and figured that out. You see, like every great promotion, there's always a need for a good jackass. You want to mock me?! No no, that's not cool. Nobody in my life has ever been able to mock me, and get away scott free. And lennox, you sure as hell wil NOT be the first one. "
Chris makes his way into his home, following his wife. He asks the crew to step in out of the cold Pennsylvania weather, and they agree to make their way in. He tells them not to touch anything because everything costs more than what they make in a year. Of course he is exaggerating, and he jokes around a little bit more, before he gets back on topic.
Chris: " Ya see all of this Lennox? This is what I've done with my career. I've settled down with my wife, and moved out into the peaceful country side of Pennsylvania. There is only one thing I haven't down in wrestling. Win a Heavyweight championship. A few weeks ago in that Hell in a Cell match, I came out looking positive. I came out looking a little messed up. But after our match this week, you, Lennox, will not just be messed up. But you will be laying on your back, looking up at the lights. Hearing my music, and wondering what the hell you've gotten yourself into. The WCE is not for bullsh*t athletes or punk kids that couldn't take the real world. I am serious about my job. So stop being a drama queen, and get over your god damned car accident, and come back down to earth and face the facts. When you told me to come get some. You just pulled out a death certificate, and I'll be the one signing it, because that only makes me come harder, and faster. And i won't stop, until my job is finished. So if I were you, I'd pack everything up, say good bye to your family, and go say your last prayers. Because after Wednesday. I, Chris Styles, will not be the only one pitying your lifeless body! "
Chris pushes the crew out of his lovely home, nearly pie facing each and every one of them. He slams the door on them, and a light comes on in the house. The caera crew gets up quickly and stagger away to the big gate, and then through the outer yard into their van and speed off. The camera shuts off and they go to a commercial approve by John Kerry, who involves Chris Styles in his commercial.
Chris: " I'm sure all of you have seen what my future opponent has said. That he's ready to take me on. That he is still suffering from his so called "car accident". I say so what. Does he want to compare all of the matches we wrestled with injuries? I can beat him in that genre faster than he's able to lace his boots. I've been there Lennox, I've also done that. I've wrestled in some of the most brutal matches, and walked out of the arena, without help. So, do you still want to whine and complain because you still get no respect for winning that title after being hit by a car? No, it doesn't work that way. When you win that title, you hold it up high, and say that you have won that title for a good reason. But you have none! Lennox, I pity you. You are the most selfish son of a b|tch that I have ever seen grace the world of wrestling. How you even managed to get hired here, is way beyond my mind power. But I went in the back, and figured that out. You see, like every great promotion, there's always a need for a good jackass. You want to mock me?! No no, that's not cool. Nobody in my life has ever been able to mock me, and get away scott free. And lennox, you sure as hell wil NOT be the first one. "
Chris makes his way into his home, following his wife. He asks the crew to step in out of the cold Pennsylvania weather, and they agree to make their way in. He tells them not to touch anything because everything costs more than what they make in a year. Of course he is exaggerating, and he jokes around a little bit more, before he gets back on topic.
Chris: " Ya see all of this Lennox? This is what I've done with my career. I've settled down with my wife, and moved out into the peaceful country side of Pennsylvania. There is only one thing I haven't down in wrestling. Win a Heavyweight championship. A few weeks ago in that Hell in a Cell match, I came out looking positive. I came out looking a little messed up. But after our match this week, you, Lennox, will not just be messed up. But you will be laying on your back, looking up at the lights. Hearing my music, and wondering what the hell you've gotten yourself into. The WCE is not for bullsh*t athletes or punk kids that couldn't take the real world. I am serious about my job. So stop being a drama queen, and get over your god damned car accident, and come back down to earth and face the facts. When you told me to come get some. You just pulled out a death certificate, and I'll be the one signing it, because that only makes me come harder, and faster. And i won't stop, until my job is finished. So if I were you, I'd pack everything up, say good bye to your family, and go say your last prayers. Because after Wednesday. I, Chris Styles, will not be the only one pitying your lifeless body! "
Chris pushes the crew out of his lovely home, nearly pie facing each and every one of them. He slams the door on them, and a light comes on in the house. The caera crew gets up quickly and stagger away to the big gate, and then through the outer yard into their van and speed off. The camera shuts off and they go to a commercial approve by John Kerry, who involves Chris Styles in his commercial.