Post by genov1 on Apr 16, 2006 15:45:01 GMT -5
Geno's red and black 72 chevelle can be seen pulling into the PcW arena. If the sound of the engine wasn't loud enough to anounce his arrival then the sounds of the stereo system ( not to mention Geno's horrible singing along with it) surely would. The sun shining brightly overhead, a few clouds floating by here and there. Their soft contours seemingly an endless countour of comfort. Somewhere off in the distance a raven can be heard screeching never more. The keys in the ingition turn into a peaceful position as the engine goes into its silent slumber. The door opens with a slight creek as a large black boot makes contact with the warm pavement below. A fairly large sized hand wearing open fingered gloves reaches out of the car and pulls the rest of the figure along with it. Geno can be seen wearing a long black leather duster his familiar red T not to mention black jeans. He runs his hand through his hair to reveal those dark shades. Those shades that so many have grown to assosiate with him, and those shades that so many have grown to mock, and fear.
The words don't ussually go hand in hand, but in this instance the truth of what has come to pass is quite blured. In various organizations few things have all been the same, even the man known as Geno has had various forms. He has taken on various states of mind for each individual company that he has endevored into. Its not hard for him to remenice about the early days in EwA, when all was simple. When everything he knew and loved could break and tear. Back then only one word truly mattered to him....Hardcore! It's what he breathed, it's what he loved, in essence it's everything that he himself had become. When he arrived there he knew what his path would be, and he wanted to make sure that his first impact would represent all of his beliefs at the time. So what did our young up and comming Geno do? He went after the one man that he had idolized for most of his life. He went and took out the man who had teamed up with al laiman. He made sure that it would be he who held those tag team championship belts with his old friend and ally, and not some legend who happened to wield a sock on one hand and a barbed bat in the other. Geno couldn't just leave him beaten and battered, he had to take it to a whole nother level of sadistic. He beat the living hell out of foley, and then threw him into the trunk of some rust bucket on wheels He then drove foley's unconcious body out into the middle of no where, abandoned the car and left him there to die. Luckily for foley though a random passerbyer happened to have discovered the abondond car and set him free, and lucky for Geno that foley took pity upon him. For if he had not, then who knows where Geno could have ended up...prison is the most likely of possibilities, but foley never did take legal action against the youngster. Who knows maybe he just saw something in Geno that people once saw in him. No one will ever truly know for foley does not wish to speak of the hell that he went through. He does not wish to drag up those memories that have been burried deep inside of his subconcious. Much like foley Geno to does not wish to drag up memories of his assault on his idol. Durring the time that he attacked mick he was in a very, very dark place in his life. Everything he had known had crumbled down around him, and all he wanted was to take vengence out upon the world, and so he did.
He however was never really feared in EwA...it was where his humble beginnings took place. It's where the foundation for his legendary career would be set, but all the while...whenever he would try to put down a brick someone would come and knock it all down. They however wouldn't just target his career, no they had other plans in mind. They would try to destroy him. They would try to pick apart the man that he was, and the type of man that he had always tried to be. Then along came a federation where he would make great strides in his own personal wealth. Instead of doing what was right he started doing what he wanted. He showed the world a whole nother side to the one and only. He showed them the arragont prick that he had held deep down, and he loved it. It was in DwF that the side of him that nobody ever got to see was released apon the world, and he was loved. He was loved in the sense that everyone there loved to hate everything about him, but it was there that he finally found respect. It was there that he had finally found fear. No it was not he who feared some other entity it was the others. It was them who feared him for a change. He basked in it, he loved every single second of it, but alas like all good things it to had to come to an end. Just about the time where Geno had truly proved himself to those in charge things took a turn for the worse. The federation had mounting money problems and had to declare bankrupcy thus closing their doors for a very long time. He hates to admit it, but if you were to ask him he would tell one and all that he awaits the day that DwF returns, he awaits for a place where he can let the asshole inside out upon the world once again. Out of all of the federations that he has competed in there have been none quite like HhW. It was there that he would finally come to know what heavy wieght gold felt like. It was there the yet another side fo Geno would be revealed to the world. It was not the asshole, and it wasn't the crazed maniac that had reacked havok on so many before, but instead it was the charismatic champion that would pave the way for a future that nobody would have ever expected. Things were going great, and Geno was on top of the world, he was invovled in a huge story line involving lantlas, seth sinn, and his old friend Al laiman. Hell he was about to main event a ppv in which he was going to compete for the world heavy wieght championship, but once again all good things can never last. HhW closed its doors on him and everyone else. The place that he had called home for so long finally turned away and left him out in the cold just like everyone else already had.
After what seems like an eternity Geno finally snaps out of his dreamlike daze. He looks off towards the arena where a familiar face stands. The face is of his most recent tag team partner, and friend Neo Anderson. As Geno aproaches neo a smile forms on his drab face.
Geno: Neo my friend it is very good to see you once again.
Neo: I know what you mean....Geneo reunited at last, and people thought it would never happen. So just out of curiosity, not that I'm complaining or anything, but why am I here? I mean its not like I'm in PcW or anything.
Geno: Neo, when will you learn. It's not always about you. Sometimes its about the greater good of all things.
Neo: when you say that, you actually mean its for your own good don't you?
Geno: You and I both know that if it's for my good then it is for the greater good, plus I'm getting you air time on a phenomonal program. I mean buddy would I call you up and request your presence if I didn't think the federation was up to Geneo standards.
Neo: You do have a point there, but you still haven't fully answered why I'm here.
Geno: All in due time my friend all in due time.
The image cuts to darkness as a felt red curtain backdrop is lowered. The sounds of trumpets can be heard as elegant classical music begins to play. In large gold lettering the words...oh those glorious magnificant words. Geno's Masterpiece Theatre. The curtain slowly rises to reveal two shadowy figures sitting in rather large cushiony chairs, and their is a small end table set up in between the two. In the background are huge tall bookshelves filled with volumes upon volumes of mysterious texts. The lights come on overhead as if it wasn't obvious before than it is now. The two figures in the chairs are Geno and Neo Anderson. Both are wearing bathrobes. Geno is wearing the old maroon one that HhW veterans will happily remember. While Neo is wearing a florescent green one. Pipes are in both of their mouths and in unison bubbles surge forth overflowing the pipes. Geno takes the pipe out of his mouth and looks towards the camera.
Geno: I would like to welcome one and all to the return of Geno's Masterpiece theatre. Durring a time when we have Mentis running around playing the dating game with him, himself, and Irene, not to mention that douglas is off somewhere cutting himself with his trusty razor blades I figured it would be a perfect time to bring the Theatre to PcW. Now I know that many of you have never seen a masterpiece segment, and I know that some of you have never apreciated the amazing creativity that goes into one of these star studded momments. Now to fill the majority of you in, the person that I just so happened to be refering to is among us right now. You see a certain individual that is contracted here in PcW didn't quite grasp the humor of the masterpiece segment and decided that it needed to be destroyed, when in truth it is that certain individuals career that needs to be demolished.
Neo: No...not again. Why is it that everywhere you go that stupid idiotic wesley snipes wanna be must go as well. I thought that once HhW closed no one else would be willing to hire someone as sad as him.
Geno: So is that why you havn't joined another company?
Neo: Alright man I know that I have said some pretty nasty things in the past but that was simply low. How about next time laying off the testicular region alright?
Geno: Fine, but unlike the traditional Masterpiece theatre segment I'm going to need you to run things.
Neo: what?
Geno: you heard me....it's all your's captain Ca -Razy.
Neo: fine if you wanna put me in charge then we are going to do things my way.
Geno: You mean we are going to go find a midget hooker and a horse and then watch what happens for hours on end?
Neo: Do I go and drag your personal life out into public for all to see?
Geno: No, but do I continue to do things to embarass you time and time again?
Neo: how about I change the subject by asking you some questions?
Geno: shoot, but they better be actual questions.
Neo: Why the color red? We all know that you where it, and we all know that your absessed with it, but why?
Geno: Neo red is the color that represented everything that I have always been. It is the color of passion, it is the color of love, and yet it is also the color of fiery rage. Neo you know the rage that burns deep inside. You know what I have done when it has taken over. I wear the color as a reminded not to myself but to all of those whom are around me. It's my own little way to warnt them to beware that I am not an individual to be taken lightly. I am not the joke that people like to make me out to be. Yes I like to make wise cracks and joke around, but its all in good fun. You know as well as I that people need to have fun. All work and no play make Geno a very dull boy, and we wouldn't want that now would we?
Neo: Nope...thats definetely the one thing that nobody would ever want. A dull Geno is as worthless as a dull knife.
Geno: and where were you goin got go with that one?
Neo: That dull knives don't really serve a real purpose and that blade doesn't really serve any sort of purpose. So Anthony douglous should try to cut himself with blade so that blade will then have a purpose.
Geno: I don't know whats sadder, the fact that everything you just said actually made some slight sense to me, or the fact that you said something that wasn't complete gibberish.
Neo: Why would me not speaking gibberish be sad?
Geno: because it wouldn't be very Neo of you.
Neo: Alright since we are running out of time on this weeks segment I'm goin got cut to the matter at hand. What do you think of your opponent for this weeks big upcomming pay per view Ace Anderson?
Geno: alright first things first...I've got to ask, are you two related in anyway?
Neo: I would love to say no but just maybe on my fathers side twice removed by my second causins fathers mothers brothers uncle whom he shared a room with in college.
Geno: So the correct answer to the question is no...in no way are the two of you related.
Neo: Well....yeah.
Geno: Alright back to the man who refers to himself as greatness in the flesh. You ask me what I think of the an who claims to be my breaker. News flash Mr. AA your not the undertaker and you will never be the man to break me. Many have made the claim that they are going to be the one to crush my spirits. To be the one peep who will finally cause me to shut my mouth. FYI Ace I am the one and I am the only, everyone else is just a toy.
Neo: isnt' that from the movie small soldiers.
Geno: see this is why I don't bring you with me anymore. Everytime that I quote something you point it out and ruin what I'm trying to get at.
Neo: Well what were you trying to get at anyways?
Geno: I was just trying to prove to everybody that I am the legend in the making...that I am going to continue to do what I have done in the past. I am going to strive for the greateness that is destined to come my way. I am going to show them....that my loss to jade is due to the same mistake that I have made time and time again. I am not going to allow myself to become distracted this week. Its time for me to prove my worth. Its time for them to take me as I am!
Neo: time time...its what controls everything in this little world of ours and like everything else it can be mastered, and it can be controled.
Geno: and this week it will be Ace Anderson that Gets paradoxed, and then left out in the cold.
Neo: thats cuase he's goin No Where!
The scene then fades as Geno shakes his head smiling the whole time.
OOC: I know that their is a vast amount of spelling errors, but do to the fact that my computer is being all bitchy again I have to post it as is.
The words don't ussually go hand in hand, but in this instance the truth of what has come to pass is quite blured. In various organizations few things have all been the same, even the man known as Geno has had various forms. He has taken on various states of mind for each individual company that he has endevored into. Its not hard for him to remenice about the early days in EwA, when all was simple. When everything he knew and loved could break and tear. Back then only one word truly mattered to him....Hardcore! It's what he breathed, it's what he loved, in essence it's everything that he himself had become. When he arrived there he knew what his path would be, and he wanted to make sure that his first impact would represent all of his beliefs at the time. So what did our young up and comming Geno do? He went after the one man that he had idolized for most of his life. He went and took out the man who had teamed up with al laiman. He made sure that it would be he who held those tag team championship belts with his old friend and ally, and not some legend who happened to wield a sock on one hand and a barbed bat in the other. Geno couldn't just leave him beaten and battered, he had to take it to a whole nother level of sadistic. He beat the living hell out of foley, and then threw him into the trunk of some rust bucket on wheels He then drove foley's unconcious body out into the middle of no where, abandoned the car and left him there to die. Luckily for foley though a random passerbyer happened to have discovered the abondond car and set him free, and lucky for Geno that foley took pity upon him. For if he had not, then who knows where Geno could have ended up...prison is the most likely of possibilities, but foley never did take legal action against the youngster. Who knows maybe he just saw something in Geno that people once saw in him. No one will ever truly know for foley does not wish to speak of the hell that he went through. He does not wish to drag up those memories that have been burried deep inside of his subconcious. Much like foley Geno to does not wish to drag up memories of his assault on his idol. Durring the time that he attacked mick he was in a very, very dark place in his life. Everything he had known had crumbled down around him, and all he wanted was to take vengence out upon the world, and so he did.
He however was never really feared in EwA...it was where his humble beginnings took place. It's where the foundation for his legendary career would be set, but all the while...whenever he would try to put down a brick someone would come and knock it all down. They however wouldn't just target his career, no they had other plans in mind. They would try to destroy him. They would try to pick apart the man that he was, and the type of man that he had always tried to be. Then along came a federation where he would make great strides in his own personal wealth. Instead of doing what was right he started doing what he wanted. He showed the world a whole nother side to the one and only. He showed them the arragont prick that he had held deep down, and he loved it. It was in DwF that the side of him that nobody ever got to see was released apon the world, and he was loved. He was loved in the sense that everyone there loved to hate everything about him, but it was there that he finally found respect. It was there that he had finally found fear. No it was not he who feared some other entity it was the others. It was them who feared him for a change. He basked in it, he loved every single second of it, but alas like all good things it to had to come to an end. Just about the time where Geno had truly proved himself to those in charge things took a turn for the worse. The federation had mounting money problems and had to declare bankrupcy thus closing their doors for a very long time. He hates to admit it, but if you were to ask him he would tell one and all that he awaits the day that DwF returns, he awaits for a place where he can let the asshole inside out upon the world once again. Out of all of the federations that he has competed in there have been none quite like HhW. It was there that he would finally come to know what heavy wieght gold felt like. It was there the yet another side fo Geno would be revealed to the world. It was not the asshole, and it wasn't the crazed maniac that had reacked havok on so many before, but instead it was the charismatic champion that would pave the way for a future that nobody would have ever expected. Things were going great, and Geno was on top of the world, he was invovled in a huge story line involving lantlas, seth sinn, and his old friend Al laiman. Hell he was about to main event a ppv in which he was going to compete for the world heavy wieght championship, but once again all good things can never last. HhW closed its doors on him and everyone else. The place that he had called home for so long finally turned away and left him out in the cold just like everyone else already had.
After what seems like an eternity Geno finally snaps out of his dreamlike daze. He looks off towards the arena where a familiar face stands. The face is of his most recent tag team partner, and friend Neo Anderson. As Geno aproaches neo a smile forms on his drab face.
Geno: Neo my friend it is very good to see you once again.
Neo: I know what you mean....Geneo reunited at last, and people thought it would never happen. So just out of curiosity, not that I'm complaining or anything, but why am I here? I mean its not like I'm in PcW or anything.
Geno: Neo, when will you learn. It's not always about you. Sometimes its about the greater good of all things.
Neo: when you say that, you actually mean its for your own good don't you?
Geno: You and I both know that if it's for my good then it is for the greater good, plus I'm getting you air time on a phenomonal program. I mean buddy would I call you up and request your presence if I didn't think the federation was up to Geneo standards.
Neo: You do have a point there, but you still haven't fully answered why I'm here.
Geno: All in due time my friend all in due time.
The image cuts to darkness as a felt red curtain backdrop is lowered. The sounds of trumpets can be heard as elegant classical music begins to play. In large gold lettering the words...oh those glorious magnificant words. Geno's Masterpiece Theatre. The curtain slowly rises to reveal two shadowy figures sitting in rather large cushiony chairs, and their is a small end table set up in between the two. In the background are huge tall bookshelves filled with volumes upon volumes of mysterious texts. The lights come on overhead as if it wasn't obvious before than it is now. The two figures in the chairs are Geno and Neo Anderson. Both are wearing bathrobes. Geno is wearing the old maroon one that HhW veterans will happily remember. While Neo is wearing a florescent green one. Pipes are in both of their mouths and in unison bubbles surge forth overflowing the pipes. Geno takes the pipe out of his mouth and looks towards the camera.
Geno: I would like to welcome one and all to the return of Geno's Masterpiece theatre. Durring a time when we have Mentis running around playing the dating game with him, himself, and Irene, not to mention that douglas is off somewhere cutting himself with his trusty razor blades I figured it would be a perfect time to bring the Theatre to PcW. Now I know that many of you have never seen a masterpiece segment, and I know that some of you have never apreciated the amazing creativity that goes into one of these star studded momments. Now to fill the majority of you in, the person that I just so happened to be refering to is among us right now. You see a certain individual that is contracted here in PcW didn't quite grasp the humor of the masterpiece segment and decided that it needed to be destroyed, when in truth it is that certain individuals career that needs to be demolished.
Neo: No...not again. Why is it that everywhere you go that stupid idiotic wesley snipes wanna be must go as well. I thought that once HhW closed no one else would be willing to hire someone as sad as him.
Geno: So is that why you havn't joined another company?
Neo: Alright man I know that I have said some pretty nasty things in the past but that was simply low. How about next time laying off the testicular region alright?
Geno: Fine, but unlike the traditional Masterpiece theatre segment I'm going to need you to run things.
Neo: what?
Geno: you heard me....it's all your's captain Ca -Razy.
Neo: fine if you wanna put me in charge then we are going to do things my way.
Geno: You mean we are going to go find a midget hooker and a horse and then watch what happens for hours on end?
Neo: Do I go and drag your personal life out into public for all to see?
Geno: No, but do I continue to do things to embarass you time and time again?
Neo: how about I change the subject by asking you some questions?
Geno: shoot, but they better be actual questions.
Neo: Why the color red? We all know that you where it, and we all know that your absessed with it, but why?
Geno: Neo red is the color that represented everything that I have always been. It is the color of passion, it is the color of love, and yet it is also the color of fiery rage. Neo you know the rage that burns deep inside. You know what I have done when it has taken over. I wear the color as a reminded not to myself but to all of those whom are around me. It's my own little way to warnt them to beware that I am not an individual to be taken lightly. I am not the joke that people like to make me out to be. Yes I like to make wise cracks and joke around, but its all in good fun. You know as well as I that people need to have fun. All work and no play make Geno a very dull boy, and we wouldn't want that now would we?
Neo: Nope...thats definetely the one thing that nobody would ever want. A dull Geno is as worthless as a dull knife.
Geno: and where were you goin got go with that one?
Neo: That dull knives don't really serve a real purpose and that blade doesn't really serve any sort of purpose. So Anthony douglous should try to cut himself with blade so that blade will then have a purpose.
Geno: I don't know whats sadder, the fact that everything you just said actually made some slight sense to me, or the fact that you said something that wasn't complete gibberish.
Neo: Why would me not speaking gibberish be sad?
Geno: because it wouldn't be very Neo of you.
Neo: Alright since we are running out of time on this weeks segment I'm goin got cut to the matter at hand. What do you think of your opponent for this weeks big upcomming pay per view Ace Anderson?
Geno: alright first things first...I've got to ask, are you two related in anyway?
Neo: I would love to say no but just maybe on my fathers side twice removed by my second causins fathers mothers brothers uncle whom he shared a room with in college.
Geno: So the correct answer to the question is no...in no way are the two of you related.
Neo: Well....yeah.
Geno: Alright back to the man who refers to himself as greatness in the flesh. You ask me what I think of the an who claims to be my breaker. News flash Mr. AA your not the undertaker and you will never be the man to break me. Many have made the claim that they are going to be the one to crush my spirits. To be the one peep who will finally cause me to shut my mouth. FYI Ace I am the one and I am the only, everyone else is just a toy.
Neo: isnt' that from the movie small soldiers.
Geno: see this is why I don't bring you with me anymore. Everytime that I quote something you point it out and ruin what I'm trying to get at.
Neo: Well what were you trying to get at anyways?
Geno: I was just trying to prove to everybody that I am the legend in the making...that I am going to continue to do what I have done in the past. I am going to strive for the greateness that is destined to come my way. I am going to show them....that my loss to jade is due to the same mistake that I have made time and time again. I am not going to allow myself to become distracted this week. Its time for me to prove my worth. Its time for them to take me as I am!
Neo: time time...its what controls everything in this little world of ours and like everything else it can be mastered, and it can be controled.
Geno: and this week it will be Ace Anderson that Gets paradoxed, and then left out in the cold.
Neo: thats cuase he's goin No Where!
The scene then fades as Geno shakes his head smiling the whole time.
OOC: I know that their is a vast amount of spelling errors, but do to the fact that my computer is being all bitchy again I have to post it as is.