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| Ryan MacKenzie | Oct 30 2007, 09:40 PM Post #1 |
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-the southern California home of the EWF Television Champion was peaceful and serene. And oddly enough, it was also empty as the phone rang. There would not be an answer as the machine picked up after a few rings- Voice - Hello, Ryan? You there? It's me, Samantha. Answer the phone! Damn it! Look, word just came down that you are booked for Mayhem next week with that Ray Damian guy. If he wins, he gets a future title shot against you. I don't know if you had heard or not. I'll be back in about a week, my sister is about to give birth any day now and she kinda needs me. I'll see you when I get back, baby. Call my cell! -BEEEEEEEEEP- -the front door swings open as Ryan does indeed make his way in. He drops his keys on the table, and closes it behind him and hits the button on his machine. Listening to her message, MacKenzie takes a seat on the sofa and opens the laptop, checking to see if Samantha heard right. Indeed, she had as it was on the card. Obviously not happy, he slammed the laptop lid closed and sighed in apparent exasperation. Ryan - A stipulation for the match where if he wins, he gets a title shot. Isn't that interesting? Well I guess my question now is who the hell did he beat to even earn a match with me anyway? Who, Churchill? Who hasn't got a win over that loser! Hell, I slapped around his tag team partner like he was my gimp. The only difference between when I pinned and Kyle pins him, he didn't have a ball in his mouth this time! -the TV champion got up from his seat, and looked through his DVD collection for some entertainment when he removed a copy of Gladiator. A grin came over his face as he sat back down on the couch, tossing the box onto the coffee table- Ryan - Ray Damian, the modern day Gladiator. A man whom prides himself on being some kind of warrior, a modern day Titan. Well apparently this warrior comes and goes as he damn well pleases out of the fed, and somehow he gets rewarded with a match against someone whom isn't three steps from wrestling dark matches, like his usual opponents. -the cover of the movie with Russell Crowe lays before him, as the champ rubs his face and continues- Ryan - Well Ray, my friend, whoever's crotch you have been licking in the Mayhem offices must have finally paid off. You have yourself in the biggest match of your EWF career! Not because of the stipulations, but because you have never faced anyone like me. You get into the ring with guys who are already intimidated by your history. Look at Churchill, he was so nervous he almost wet himself during your match! Ryan- No, Ray, you are facing someone who knows where you've been, because at some point, I knew this match would happen. And I've actually looked forward to it. You see, people seem to think you are the shit in this business. And I couldn't agree more. I just can't wait to flush you. Before I came here, I can not begin to tell you the number of guys I faced whom thought they were either legends or legends in the making. And that same list of guys? They all have one thing in common. And that's me, because in every case, I put their Lights Out! Ryan - Before Watts stole it, you were a member of the original Legends by Nature. And I'm sure when you found out that the only male diva in EWF history stole your name, you came running back! Well guess what? The Legends by Nature are gone, a part of history. Much like your star power in this business. You were a legend by nature? I'm an Icon By Design. Some men are born great, others have greatness thrust upon them. For you, neither is the case. Ryan - For you, you ride the coattails of those before you. For you, you live off what you have done. That's where we differ. I don't live off what I have done, I live for what I'm about to do. -he scoops up the TV title, looking down at it in his lap- Ryan - You face nobodies, and you consider them victories. Well what's gonna happen when you step up to the big leagues? What's gonna happen when you face the fastest rising star in the EWF! What's gonna happen when you realize you can't get the job done? I'll tell you what's gonna happen. Knowing your history, you'll disappear again. You'll give some BS about having private matters to deal with, and you'll be gone again. But I'll still be here. -he lays the title on the cushion by him, still looking at it- Ryan - You have to beat me for a TV title shot? Ray Damian, with all due respect, you aren't even in my league! And apparently I'm not the only one who realizes it. I mean, such a great and fantastic guy as you has to pin me just to get a title shot? It's obvious that your star is fading here in the EWF. Look at Jack Jones. He hasn't won match one, but he gets a title shot immediately. You, who have pinned nobody after nobody, have to beat me to get a title shot? You couldn't even warrant a title shot against the TV champ on your own merits anymore! We both know why that is, you can't measure up. Ryan - Ray, you know it. I know it! Deep down in your heart and soul, you know that you are just aching for a reason to leave the EWF again. Every fed I've seen you in, you're a born quitter! The talent is too good now. The people in charge aren't marks for you anymore. This coming Thursday night at Mayhem, I'm going to do you a favor and give you that reason. And when you play the Lights Out Lotto, and stare up at the heavens after the match, ask yourself one question. Where do I go from here? Ryan - Where do you go from here? Where does the man who everyone thinks is the shit go from here? The same place all the shit goes, down the toilet! |
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