Post by Mr. Showtime on Apr 23, 2006 11:34:47 GMT -5
(The scene opens up in the darkened office of “The Best Gym” in Brick, New Jersey. The gym’s owner has been less scarce around his hometown as of recent, but he has closed down his gym for an undetermined amount of time. Ever since the pay per view he has been here. The office is dark and rather cold, and even though it is day outside there seems to be no day light. You can hear on the roof top the sound of rain falling hard and the windows shake from the sudden bursts of wind. There is a fierce storm brewing outside on that would keep most people cowering inside. Finally the room is filled with light when lightning strikes outside. When the room was illuminated you can see that behind the big oak desk was “Mr. Showtime” Mikey Wryght. He was wearing his bronze mask over the left side of his face and a dark dress shirt with the tope three buttons undone. He is just leaning back still trying to stay out of the way of the light. You would think with a storm like that one raging the power would be out, but the power outage is all due to Showtime.)
(The agony fill his body still. He has no idea what to think anymore as he feels that he has actually lost his mind now. It has all slipped away. He has let the pity that he was feeling for himself get to him. How crazy has is sounded that he was the chosen one? The fact of the matter is that Showtime actually won that match but it was stolen from him once again. IN a ladder match it is clearly stated that the man who pulls the belt down is the champion. Not the one who picks up the belt after the match was over. Even now Showtime dreads his next match. Not that fear is holding him back, not by a long shot for he has already lost everything. But now he has to team up with someone. )
(Showtime has been disliking the idea of teaming up with the current North American Champion. Non Compos Mentis is a fool in his eye, but so are so many more people in Pure Class Wrestling. Especially the one that should have nothing to do with this match. That person is Benjamin Banks. This is the first time that Showtime is even going to see Mr. Banks since his return to Pure Class Wrestling. It’s funny how the list of accomplishment that could be Showtime’s are always ripped away from him. In the skewed mind of Showtime he should be; the Icemann Invitational Tournament winner, the winner of the International title...stolen twice, and the man that has rid the world of the plague which is known as Benjamin Banks. It funny how one is allowed to return to a promotion after being made to retire. The stipulation of the match wasn’t to give Benjamin a few month vacation, it was to get his presence out of here.)
All of it has been stolen from!
Including my face!
What has been done to deserve this?
(So many question fill the head of the broken Showtime. He has even begin to realize that the book that he had found in the locker room seemed to be written in a version of his own hand writing. It doesn’t make any sense He knows that he had not had anyway shape or form been involved with the people at the temple or constructing it. But were they real at all. Was it all n his head?)
This was all his fault!
(The man he was of course talking about was Phinehas Grimm. The man that has stole Showtime’s rightful title away from him twice. He sits back and gloats with that patronizing tone in his voice, rightfully so for he has beaten the system twice. He seems to have something with the referees, it seems that they always go his way and not Showtime’s. Bending the rules in his favor or turning the blind eye to Showtime to give Grimm the win. It seems that everyone is fighting to hold Showtime back but give that extra boost to Grimm. This doesn’t help the fragile mind that Showtime has been developing. A man so close to the edge begins to see things that are not there or never have been there, but appearances never are what they seem)
He spites me!
They all spite me!
Where have I gone wrong?
I don’t understand!
(The mind is a fragile thing and the more the questions of self doubt fill it the weaker it seems to get. And now Showtime sits back letting the questions fester at his mind. Making him mentally weaker and weaker. Now he is about to venture in to the squared circle with three men that he has no trust or favor for. When all the cards are stacked against him can he fall, will he fall? What is he to do now? Where is he to go? A man with nothing to lose is the most dangerous of all. Now that you realize that the most important thing that was stolen from him was his mind. What is left to steal?)[/i][/color]
(The agony fill his body still. He has no idea what to think anymore as he feels that he has actually lost his mind now. It has all slipped away. He has let the pity that he was feeling for himself get to him. How crazy has is sounded that he was the chosen one? The fact of the matter is that Showtime actually won that match but it was stolen from him once again. IN a ladder match it is clearly stated that the man who pulls the belt down is the champion. Not the one who picks up the belt after the match was over. Even now Showtime dreads his next match. Not that fear is holding him back, not by a long shot for he has already lost everything. But now he has to team up with someone. )
(Showtime has been disliking the idea of teaming up with the current North American Champion. Non Compos Mentis is a fool in his eye, but so are so many more people in Pure Class Wrestling. Especially the one that should have nothing to do with this match. That person is Benjamin Banks. This is the first time that Showtime is even going to see Mr. Banks since his return to Pure Class Wrestling. It’s funny how the list of accomplishment that could be Showtime’s are always ripped away from him. In the skewed mind of Showtime he should be; the Icemann Invitational Tournament winner, the winner of the International title...stolen twice, and the man that has rid the world of the plague which is known as Benjamin Banks. It funny how one is allowed to return to a promotion after being made to retire. The stipulation of the match wasn’t to give Benjamin a few month vacation, it was to get his presence out of here.)
All of it has been stolen from!
Including my face!
What has been done to deserve this?
(So many question fill the head of the broken Showtime. He has even begin to realize that the book that he had found in the locker room seemed to be written in a version of his own hand writing. It doesn’t make any sense He knows that he had not had anyway shape or form been involved with the people at the temple or constructing it. But were they real at all. Was it all n his head?)
This was all his fault!
(The man he was of course talking about was Phinehas Grimm. The man that has stole Showtime’s rightful title away from him twice. He sits back and gloats with that patronizing tone in his voice, rightfully so for he has beaten the system twice. He seems to have something with the referees, it seems that they always go his way and not Showtime’s. Bending the rules in his favor or turning the blind eye to Showtime to give Grimm the win. It seems that everyone is fighting to hold Showtime back but give that extra boost to Grimm. This doesn’t help the fragile mind that Showtime has been developing. A man so close to the edge begins to see things that are not there or never have been there, but appearances never are what they seem)
He spites me!
They all spite me!
Where have I gone wrong?
I don’t understand!
(The mind is a fragile thing and the more the questions of self doubt fill it the weaker it seems to get. And now Showtime sits back letting the questions fester at his mind. Making him mentally weaker and weaker. Now he is about to venture in to the squared circle with three men that he has no trust or favor for. When all the cards are stacked against him can he fall, will he fall? What is he to do now? Where is he to go? A man with nothing to lose is the most dangerous of all. Now that you realize that the most important thing that was stolen from him was his mind. What is left to steal?)[/i][/color]
