AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens (c)

DBrunkGXW · May 27, 2009

AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens (c)

Tag Team Match.

Post all RP here.

The Great Eye · May 27, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First standing in front of an EPW banner. He's rocking his purple tinted Mad Hatter outfit, with massively oversized top hat, and giant jacket. His face is painted with black circles around his eyes, white most everywhere else with red lines going here and there.)

FIRST: You know...I'd be kind of upset if I ran from a fight...I'd find that really demeaning to myself...But thankfully...That's not me...(Points at the camera) That's you Copycat...And you ran behind dear our Cameron Cruise...

And then Cammy...Oh dear Cammy...We had a long heated little conversation before our match didn't we, and in that conversation I predicted that it would require a great stroke of luck for you to ever get anywhere near the EPW World Title...

Well the magic happened Cammy...The heavens opened up...Angels sang...The Gods gave their blessing, and they said on to you...Here is your World Title shot...

And you ran...Like a coward...You got your shot at the brass ring and suddenly you're telling Destiny you got to walk your dog, you can't make the meeting...Try back some other time...You're the lazy, gutless scumbag who's gonna write the great American novel...Some other time...Who'll hit the gym...Next week...Who'll ask the pretty girl out...At the next party...Destiny wants to get in bed with you...and you would rather go get drunk with the Dangle Brothers...You're pitiful...

And then two of you...The two miserable cowards...You make a challenge to me in a tag match, you know I'm not crawling back to Felix, you know the locker room isn't exactly full of people willing to face the vengence of Anthology...You construct a challenge such that you believe you are in control, that you'll put me at a gross disadvantage.

Then low and behold, Destiny...In her clever way...Sends me the man Cruise was running from as a partner...The EPW World Heavyweight Champion Sean Stevens...It's quite funny watching Copycat run from me...And you run from Stevens...And you both end up fighting us...

Now I completely understand why you would fear Stevens...And it's not because of his 5 figure sunglasses or custom made three piece suits or the fact that he's been World Champion twice in this company and has made a success out of himself while you're currently clinging to the IC Title only because you managed to sell yet another moron on how awesome it is to get you your coffee and wash your car for you...It isn't because you know you're way in over your head just being IC champion and know you would most likely die of fear and paranoia if you ever got to the World Title...

No, the reason why you're so scared of Sean Stevens is this...I know what happened over the weekend...And I know it was pretty shameful for you...But these things do happen...Cause I know you attended your first ever "EPW Champions who've been flat out beat by The First and retained their titles only via pure bullsh*t" meeting...And that Sean wasn't very nice to you...Now Sean had been going to these things by himself for quite some time now, and you thought, foolishly as you did, that he'd enjoy company...And it didn't work out that way...

I mean it went well at the start when the two of you went on about how hoplelessly outclassed you were by me, how the fact that I'm such a tiny guy and hit so hard was a bit suprising, the whole mist thing not being a whole lot of fun...I understand how it went...

But at some point or another you just got a little to long winded for Sean and he told you to shut up and when you tried to argue the point he banged his little gavel and told you to shut up...Cause by being the first member of the club he also got to be President...

So I want the two of you to think of it this way, this fight is a way to overcome your fears by facing them head on...This is one of the ways people break their phobias...By confronting the fear head on...Of course while the two of you confront your fears of fighting Stevens and I, you'll also be confronting your fears of crushing defeat, Copycat will be confronting his fear of his grand return to the ring ending in a disgraceful beating. Cruise will be confronting his fear of being exposed for the fraud he is...But once you all work through that...You'll be better for it...

Oh I'm lying, this is going to be very, very bad for both of you...

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm late for a tea party and Princess Sparkle Pony does get so upset when I'm not on time...(Smiles...Laughs)

Pax Vobiscum

(FADEOUT)

TSiegel · May 28, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

"I'm not even sure if I care anymore but for the sake of being polite about it...actually...now that I think about it, I really could careless so I'll be blunt."

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop dressed in black jeans, a black "Anthology" T-shirt with the moniker "The Champ" emblazoned on the back while wearing his trademark Anarchy Shades. Moving from one shoulder to another Cruise shrugs his shoulders abit as to adjust the EPW Intercontinental title for comfort.)

CRUISE: You look friggin' rediculous. I mean, he always flirted with the point of no return, but if Marilyn Manson ACTUALLY went all the way Homosexual and took it like a two-dollar transexual from Eddie Murphy back in the day from George Michael; The California Governor was the first one to do a movie about it, and from what I understand, there was a woman who used to be a man that still had the ability...but if one day Men were able to have kids...

(Cruise stops and shudders at the thought)

CRUISE: YOU First...might very well be the prototype.

I mean, normally people might want to explain with a statement about what they wear...you ARE the statement.

And believe me when I tell you...it's all wrong.

But since you wanna advertise the fact that Copycat "helped" me beat you...hell, First...you can color it anyway you want, you can even go outside the lines if you choose.

But it's not gonna change the fact that I still not only beat you...but I picked your sorry carcass up AFTER THE FACT and gave you a REALITY CHECK, and just like I predicted...it was one you weren't gonna like.

But just to show you that I'm STILL a fair man, you get the opportunity to pick ANYONE YOU WANT, and you get the only person higher on the perverbial totem pole than I am when it comes to Professional ranking, you get the EPW World Heavyweight Champion.

But before I can even give you less props than what Carrot Top could come up with on a good day...you had to go and ruin it by calling me a Coward for backing out of a match one-on-one with him, title for title.

Why First??

Because unlike you, I'm SMART?? Unlike you, I know when a situation calls for calling a man's bluff or going 'All In'?? A little tip son...it's usually not the best idea to defend a title the VERY next show after successfully defending it at the one before.

At least that is unless you're Fusenshoff, in which case you don't really have much choice, sorry Fuse...them's-the-breaks when you're a Blue-collar lush being forced to do the bidding of a two-bit Gimp.

But Fuse is a big boy I'm sure he can handle his own, so before I digress...back to the agenda at hand.

I'm not in the LEAST ashamed of Triple X.

Hell, we've had our go 'rounds and mixed it up plenty of times, just like I'm sure we'll have at least a dozen more combined when both of us finally hang it all up. But if you think that I'm scared of him just because I won't agree to face him one-on-one on Aggression then you're more delusional than I thought before we faced off at Wrestleverse.

Triple X versus "The Champ".

Title for Title.

On National Television.

You see First...it might be different if Trip was the only one putting up the title on the line, after all...a man like him, what's he got to lose???

But no, he asked me to put up a title on the line as well and that's just plain immaturity speaking. What's Sean want anything to do with the Intercontinental title when he's got one even more enticing in the World Heavyweight Championship??

Especially after I just brought back some credibility to it that went down the toilet when Karl Brown, Sergeant and Troy Douglas had it, it's not worth risking. Especially when I know that I can make Dan Ryan a happy man as well as Lindsay Troy when I can make them better ratings on a Pay-Per-View show??

Jesus, First I know you're not stupid but I figured that you'd at LEAST know that much about "Marketing".

Then again, perhaps it was the Mascara running or the eye-liner smudging your make-up that made you lose you mind, after all...only my mother and women that Wells and I hang out with have that problem but I guess there's a first time for everything right??

Who am I kidding though, it's YOU, we're talking about.

You don't have ANY title reigns to speak of other than the one you had with Felix as a TAG TEAM, so why should I listen to you??

The difference between you and I First, is that I'd rather go get drunk with Wells because I don't HAVE to ask the girls out; they come to me.

Don't believe me??

Sean Stevens came a-calling didn't he?? I didn't ask for the title shot or force him to become your tag team partner for Aggression so what exactly does that tell you??

(Cruise spits off to the side of the camera, off-screen)

And you call ME pitiful??

You actually THINK that Copycat and I are afraid of you and Sean??

YOU sir, are PATHETIC.

It doesn't make one lick of a difference that Steven's is World Champion right now, First. Hell, back when I was doing the brunt of the work in bringing the "Cameron Cruise Project" to prominance, Westcott had the title around his waist but just exactly who was it that the majority of Pro Wrestling was talking about??

Not Sean.

Not Westcott.

Not even Dan Ryan.

But it was myself and Joey Melton.

All the sports pages, all the venues with Vacancies and all the Charities wanted a piece of the Gold that was "The Cameron Cruise Project".

So you see it doesn't really phase me that Sean Stevens is the World Champion.

Hell, you could even bring Joey Melton back and give him the title and I wouldn't care.

(Cruise had started pacing abit but stopped and started wagging his right index finger abit as if something just came to mind)

On second thought I take that back.

I might slap that son of a b*tch in the face for the hell he put me through but after that it wouldn't make a difference in the least.

But then again you're not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed are you?? Trying to take on the ENTIRE group when the match was over...son don't you know who I am by now??

If I can send a man to the hospital like I did to Troy Douglas AFTER I took back the Intercontinental title...what exactly do you think four other men are gonna do to you when they're FRESH??

It's interesting how you like to talk about being able to "work well with others", First.

Felix Red left you.

The Fallen don't like you, despite the offer by Stevens to team up so he can keep a portion of the Main Event, and I'm not even gonna START with Anarky, Westcott or Miles.

And you wanna talk about being in CLUBS??

Tell me First...who's in YOUR Club??

Harvey the Rabbit??

The "I-Dunno Fairy"??

Santa Claus??

Maybe "The Great Pumpkin"??

I mean, I'm just asking because lord knows any man that walks into a club with you with an intent to score with a woman instantly get's cockblocked.

It's just the Natural way of things.

For instance, you don't walk into a bar and greet one of your "friends" (as if you had any to begin with) when he's with a woman by saying "hey man...how's the AIDS??!!?!!"

I mean, what's a man to do after that to save the situation??

You just don't do that First, it's just not done, no matter how mean you are.

But by all means...get back to your party, there's nothing more exhilerating and mind-numbingly inviting that to see a grown man with make up talk about attending a tea party with a "Princess Sparkle Pony".

In fact, it's down right apalling and you should be arrested.

But that's a story for another time, right now I've got "Champion" things to do with Wells that includes things I can't be talking about here.

But either way I'm sure it's still a REALITY CHECK that you just...won't like.

(Fadeout.)

The Great Eye · May 28, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First, back to his tea party with Princess Sparkle Pony to his left. There is another plush stuffed animal, a brown horse to his right. Team cups sit in front of all three, with a bowl full of M&M's in the middle. First is in his Mad Hatter outfit, his face painted white with a black X across the eyes and cheekbones.)

FIRST: OK...So first thing's first...You're saying that Copycat...Didn't effect our match? You're claiming that somehow your victory is untainted? I really don't understand people like you Cruise...You're like the idiots on every cop show on TV who say "The gun just went off" or "I didn't mean to kill him" when they get into a fight with somebody and next thing they know the person they were fighting slips and cracks his head open on a rock or something.

You know what I did when I fought Sean Stevens and the ref was knocked down? I sprayed red mist in his eyes...Then I rolled him up, grabbed his tights, and then I put my foot on the bottom rope for even MORE leverage, and you know what would have happened if Pat Jones hadn't caught it? You know what would have happened if I'd won the EPW World Title in such a disgustingly tainted manner?

I'd have owned up to it. I'd have admitted what I did, because lying to myself, lying to the locker room, lying to the public doesn't do me any good...You can't excuse away your actions Cruise, you can't claim you didn't do what you did...Be a man about things, tell the truth. I'm not asking you to do it for me, I'm asking to do it for yourself, or can you not do it, can you not face yourself in the mirror knowing what a fraud you are?

If you thought for one second you could have beaten me without Copycat interfering...He wouldn't have interfered, it's not hard to understand. He cheated on your behalf because you are a coward, you didn't have faith in yourself to get the job done, and you clearly have no faith in anyone else in Anthology, since you entrusted this belt saving run-in to him.

You're saying you didn't want to defend your title on back to back shows, and that this is smart on your part...You call yourself smart for shooting down a chance to be World Champion...Because it was going to risk your secondary title...

(Looks to Princess Sparkle Pony)

Do you understand this? Help me understand this...I've just had a man explain to me he was throwing away a World Title shot because he wasn't up for defending his title, which is below the World Title...On back to back shows...

(Stares at Princess Sparkle Pony for a beat.)

No really he did...That was his amazing excuse for his cowardice...What's that? It hurts your brain? I know...I know it does...Don't cry...Oh come on...

(The First pulls Princess Sparkle Pony from her chair and hugs her tight to his chest.)

Great job Cruise, your demented stupidity has made Princess Sparkle Pony cry...Honestly your rationale for avoiding fighting Sean Stevens is beyond moronic...

(The First puts Princess Sparkle Pony back in her chair)

Let's review here...It's title Vs title...So you could become EPW World Champion, the dream we all have, the reason why we fight, we struggle, we toil...You could reach the mountain top...Or, you could lose a title you've already held twice...What good does the IC title do you? You've already held it twice...It's clear you can get to that threshold of excellence in EPW, and good on you sir for getting there...

But now let's not kid ourselves, there is a third option...And I'd have to say it was damn likely...If Sean Stevens started working you like a speed bag, if it was clearly not your night...Well then Anthology just runs in...Bell rings, you keep your belt, he keeps his belt, life goes on...

The idea that you're so scared of losing the IC Title that you won't even risk it for the World Title is beyond moronic, it is beyond cowardly...I don't think the english language has a word to describe how myopic, how foolish, how truly pitiful a creature you are. You are so craven, so worthless a person as to be beneath contempt...You are a disgrace...

You clutch to your belt as if it means something, it means nothing, a man makes a title by his actions, and your actions devalue your belt with every second you wear it...Yes you had an impressive victory over Troy Douglas, your personal title belt vending machine....But since that moment you've done nothing but tarnish and degrade the title...Your attempts to excuse your actions against me are truly insufferable...Your insane justifications for why you're not fighting for the World Title should require you to undergo rigorous drug testing, or at the very least a sanity hearing.

(The First pours himself some tea)

Now...Let me get this right...I'm not allowed to bring up my history in the Forsaken...But you can bring up all your greatness in the Cameron Cruise Project? Really? That's where we're going here? You're telling me my history of dominating this league in a tag team is pretty much meaningless, yet your history of dominating in a tag team is the stuff of legend?

When have you MATTERED Cruise? When have you been important? Honestly, when was the last time the main event spotlight shined down upon you in EPW? I've been here half as long as you, and I can't ever remember you getting into the main event while I've been here till now...This will be my 4th in that time...And this is a main event you even fought to avoid...You wanted no part of Stevens or myself. You talk about bluffing? You bluffed with your tag challenge, you hoped you and Copycat could hide behind it...Tragically for you the bluff got called by the Champ...He dragged you screaming and kicking into the main event...

(The First helps himself to some M&M's)

Oh and ripping off Dane Cook...That's really edgy, you're a witty guy Cruise...Who's up next, Patton Oswalt? I love his bit about Death Bed: The Bed That Eats People.

The fact is simple Cruise, I was better then you at WrestleVerse...I'll be better then you in this tag match...And until you man up and face me one on one...I'll always be better then you...

And you know it...

Now if you'll excuse us, Stanley Swifthoof here has joined us for tea...I don't really think he's doing this for any other then reason then to get into Princess Sparkle Pony's pants...Well horses don't wear pants, but you get the idea...

Pax Vobiscum

(The First starts pouting tea for Stanley Swifthoof as we FADEOUT.)

GARTHIsTheLaw · May 28, 2009

Color me unimpressed

(Cueup: “Round & Round” by Ratt)

(Fade in on a Copycat sitting in a director’s chair in a featureless room. He wears jeans, a black Anthology T-shirt and sunglasses)

Copycat: You know, First … there’s a problem with guys like you.

(Copycat claps his hands, and the shot quickly changes from color to black and white)

Copycat: Now, see, it’s not that unusual for you kids today to have this all-or-nothing, right-or-wrong world view. If a guy doesn’t agree to fight you when you challenge him, it makes him some sort of coward. If a guy doesn’t agree to do things 100 percent on somebody else’s terms, he must be a total wuss-bag, right? I mean, what’s that guy thinking? We all know REAL men don’t back down from a fight, so if this guy has the gall to say, “Hey, no, I don’t want to go through with this revenge fantasy you’ve got swimming around in that The Cure-tainted mind of yours,” he’s got to be totally lacking in the scrotum department, right? I mean, that’s what you’ve forced yourself to believe, so…

(Copycat rolls his eyes)

Copycat: Kids these days. You just don’t see the big picture. You feel like the world has wronged you, you try to strike back with acoustic guitar and silly hats, and when that doesn’t have the effect you expected, you assume there must be something wrong with the world. But maybe the problem is you. Maybe if you’d stand there in front of the mirror in the morning for a minute before pulling out that permanent marker and using it as eyeliner, you’d start to understand why not everyone sees the world the way you do. But it requires much less brainpower to assume everyone else is wrong. Believe me, I know. I’ve felt that temptation many a time. I guess the difference between us, First, is that while I resist the temptation, you revel in seeing the world in black and white. Mostly black, I would assume from your attitude.

(Copycat claps his hands again, turning the shot from black-and-white to a reversed color scheme, photo exposure-style)

Copycat: But spending too much time with that kind of world view will eventually get you turned around. Somehow, mere moments after your sorry carcass was dragged backstage at Wrestleverse for you to tend to your bruises and make angry posts on your red-text-on-black-background blog, you managed to build up facing me as the end-all be-all of your ultimate vengeance. So when I actually put some thought into the situation and eventually told you I wasn’t going to waste my time on so trivial a matter as your misguided revenge, it turned all your plans ass over head and shattered an ignorant fantasy you wouldn’t have bothered to entertain to begin with if you knew anything about me.

(He claps his hands again, turning the colors back to their normal scheme but leaving them dulled and blurry)

Copycat: It’s all muddled up for you now. Y’see, First, your problem is that you decided to blame me for costing you a match you wouldn’t have won anyway, rather than taking a step back and looking at the situation from an objective perspective. If you had, you’d realize that the problem isn’t me – it’s you. It’s people like you who’ve decided that thought is a waste of time in this business, and that everybody should just go out there angry at everybody. Sure, back in its heyday, this business had a lot of angry guys, and hell, on a few occasions, I was one of them. But the difference between some of those greats and schmucks like you and the rest of the guys poisoning the EPW roster is that there was always thought behind it. When you compete or pick up a mic filled with nothing but ignorance and rage, you alienate the fans who might someday become important parts of the wrestling industry. In their places, you’ll have similar founts of ignorance and rage. Well, I’m not willing to let this business go down that road, and neither is the rest of the Anthology. That’s why the Anthology was founded, and that’s why I agreed to be part of it – to stop people like you from ruining this industry.

(Copycat claps his hands again, turning the color scheme from dull to incredibly bright and exaggerated)

Copycat: And just look at how this situation has turned out. You dared to dream of a one-on-one match with the Cat that you would certainly lose, and I shot down your dream. Now, you sulk in your lair in your parents’ basement, while I, in my very first EPW match, have a chance to step in the ring with the EPW World Heavyweight Champion, the malignant tumor at the center of this cancer infecting EPW. I think it’s fair to say I won that exchange – just as Cameron Cruise won his exchange against you at Wrestleverse, and just as Cameron Cruise and I will win this exchange against you and Sean Stevens at Aggression. My future as an EPW competitor is getting brighter by the day. And you? Well, for guys like you, things are only going to get darker.

(Copycat claps his hands, and the screen goes black)

Copycat: And that, my tragically angry friend, is just all there is to it.

jayshort · May 28, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"Brian, do the world a favor. Take your daredevil act to the nearest cliff, and jump. You won't be missed, and I honestly won't be needing your assistance this week."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]FADE: There was no fancy scenery, no dramatic special effects, or expensive lighting. The majority of the wrestling world didn't expect to see EPW World Heavyweight Champion, SEAN "TRIPLE X" STEVENS as this company's standard bearer, after Lindsay Troy stacked the deck against him at Wrestleverse III, so as he stood there, in front of a plain, boring, mind numbing white backdrop – that symbolized a lot of things, Cameron Cruises' wrestling career being one of them – with the EPW Championship draped over his shoulder, shining as bright as it's ever shined ... he smiled a confident, arrogant smile that was designed to make every fan watching this promo feel uneasy, because essentially, it was a smile that that reaffirmed that he was the best that this business had to offer, a smile that defiantly told the world, "I'm not going anywhere!", a smile that told every fan that booed him, called him a liar, a cheat, and prayed for his downfall ... "fuck you". [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: Besides, you've already had your fifteen minutes, and you failed to capitalize, and transform it into singles success. You're grasping at straws for the meaning of life, asking yourself the ever-so-important 'why', while you unrealistically fool yourself into believing you're something that you're not. Fact, you're a decent wrestler with a cult following, but you're not championship material. Fact number two, you're entertaining, but more than anything, you're entertaining because you're delusional, and delusional people are funny. You keep auctioning yourself off like some cheap prostitute in hopes that the people will buy what you're selling – and for the most part, they do – but at the end of the day, it all boils down to the fact that you ultimately never had what it took to be what I am. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"... and, that's the long and the short of it. You want to be the EPW World Heavyweight Champion? You should. If you're not in this business to be the best then you shouldn't be here, but just because you want something doesn't mean it's going to happen. For all of your talk of beating me to a pulp, it's amazing how I walked out of that match, unscathed, virtually unstained, with my reputation – as the baddest motherfucker on the planet – in tact. What's more amazing – after suffering such a "life altering" beating from you – I was able to walk into the Lions Den, at the biggest pay-per-view in EPW history and beat two angry men – with justifiable grudges – hand selected to dethrone me, while you went to the same event and proved what I already knew. That – not only – are you not on my level, but you're not even on the level below me. And, apparently ... you're not even on the level of Cameron Cruise, which is saying something."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Stevens had on a white V-neck t-shirt, cargo shorts and sketchers. His hair was tied back into a ponytail, and he had a week's worth of facial hair. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: And, yeah that was a cheap shot, Mr. Reality Check, because as much as I want to believe in you as a wrestler, all it usually takes is one word from your mouth to remind me that you are still Cameron Cruise. Sure, you've got a couple of titles to add to your resume, and some bragging rights, but you're still Cameron Cruise, and that supersedes any of your recent accomplishments. You think I inserted myself into this match, because I'm trying to be in the main event? Bitch, I am the main event. I've headlined the last seven or eight pay-per-views for this company, and I'm the number one contender for the Unified belt in the one federation you long for acceptance in. Quite frankly, I got involved in this match, because I'm bored. Because I'm not interested in Lindsay Troy's logic that would have the world think that a fifteenth consecutive match with JA is good for business. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"... because, while I was busy beheading pretenders to the throne, defending my title and my crown, I heard you BLANDthology bitches disparaging my name, like any of you motherfuckers were talented enough to do something about me. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"Marcus Westcott is the number one contender to my title, and he'll be my opponent at the next Empire Pro pay-per-view, and you knew that. Add to the fact that you've never been a draw, or a serious threat to anybody's pound-for-pound best list, and it all makes perfect sense. With no chance of you headlining the next pay-per-view, you opted to turn down my challenge because you're afraid of me. Deep down inside, you know, that despite all of your current accomplishments, I'm on another level that you have never been able to reach. That my number one contendership in Greensboro means more than any Troy Windham World Heavyweight Championship taking up space on your mantle. That my EPW World Heavyweight Championship is of more value and prestige than that stupid piece of tin with your name plate on it from the Heinz 57 Entertainment league. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"And, that's what this match is about. I've decided to expose you for what you really are, and fuck up the life of you and your stablemates. To show you one more time that you're not on my level, and quite frankly, never will be. You may have found a little success, but you'll always be chasing behind me, because for as long as you've been a wrestler, I've been the measuring stick. Or, how about this? For as long as I've known you, I've been the leader, and you've been the," smirks. "... Copycat."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]He shrugged.[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: And at Aggression, I'm going to show the world why they should always bet on the real thing, and not the faux pas. And, in the process, I'm going to do something for Brian Nadelny that he hasn't been able to do for himself, since he," rolls his eyes, "kicked my ass, and that's put him back in the win column. Then I'm going to go to the next pay-per-view, and beat Marcus Westcott. And, then you and the rest of the EPW will worship me, as I sit back in my castle, on my throne, in front of the royal projection screen, as Caitlyn Daymon, Mercedes, and Lollipop fan me with large jungle leaves, and feed me grapes.[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"It's good to be The King."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]FTB[/FONT]

GARTHIsTheLaw · May 29, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(Cueup: "Flirting with Disaster" by Molly Hatchet)

(Fade in on the visage of "Triple X" Sean Stevens -- rigid, steadfast, reflecting the light of the camera like it's made of cardboard, which it is. The camera pans back to show a life-size Stevens cardboard cutout, EPW World Heavyweight Title belt and all. To Cardboard Stevens' left, leaning against the cutout with his arm around it, is Copycat, clad in jeans and black Anthology T-shirt. He is staring intently at the cardboard cutout as though trying to figure something out about it, but after a second, he turns to the camera)

Copycat: So THIS is our EPW World Heavyweight Champion.

(Copycat slowly walks in a circle around the cutout, looking it over intently)

Copycat: Cuts an imposing figure. Cool hair. Shiny gold belt. A nice enough guy, I'm sure. Perfectly acceptable.

(Having circled all the way around the cutout, Copycat stops to its left as before, still looking at it intently)

Copycat: There's just ... something wrong with him. Something different. Something off. And I can't think of just what it might be.

(Copycat gives us an exaggerated head scratch of faux thoughtfulness)

Copycat: Is it the silence? Well, sure, that comes as a little bit of a surprise. Most of the time, when you see this guy, he's got his mouth moving. And he's been known to expound on some fascinating subject matter -- including, but not limited to, the facts that he is the baddest mamma jamma on the planet, that he is nigh invulnerable to all harm in the ring and that he is more than willing to pick fights with the likes of Anthology out of sheer boredom. Thought-provoking words from a thought-provoking man, to be certain. It's easy to see why a man with such a gift for language has earned the respect of his peers. But that's not what's off here.

(Copycat glances behind the cardboard cutout, then in front of it, then back again, before turning again to the camera)

Copycat: Is it the lack of a third dimension? Surely that's an odd trait, no? I mean, of course it's pretty typical to hurl profanity around in the interest of making oneself look cool. It's not unusual to accuse one's opponents of being so far below oneself in the hierarchy of things that they are no more effectual than a stuffed elephant. And our esteemed World Heavyweight Champion is most certainly not the first primitive human to crawl from his cave, wipe the dried mammoth blood from his cheek and address one of his rivals by altering his name in such a way as to make it sound insulting. Seamlessly, "Anthology" becomes "Blandthology," and though we are all left in awe of this blistering pejorative, it does not strike us as the kind of originality that makes us question all of our known conceptions of reality. Still, chock full of tropes though he may be, our champion is most certainly not two-dimensional. He does have a most admirable degree of cockiness, after all -- a commodity of which the Cat is never in short supply, and I've more dimensions than I know what to do with. This isn't what's wrong.

(Copycat glances down at the title belt around Cardboard Stevens' waist)

Copycat: Maybe this impressive piece of waistline jewelry holds the answer. Oh sure, it may increase our champion's shininess by an impressive degree, but no title reign is forever, right? Let's see what happens when we remove the belt, and perhaps we will better understand what is so very strange about our champion's demeanor today.

(Copycat reaches for the belt, but it, being a part of the cardboard cutout, does not budge. After a few cursory taps to see if it moves, he glances back at the camera)

Copycat: How strange. It appears the championship belt is an irremovable part of the champion. Now, quite naturally, every champion believes his belt to be irremovable to some degree, but we all realize anything can happen, right? Even the most fearless of champions understands that no matter how many successful title defenses he makes, he can still walk out of his house tomorrow and get hit by a bus while crossing the street to pick up a wayward garbage can. So how can Triple X's title be such a permanent part of his anatomy?

(Copycat strokes his beard for a minute, then raises a finger in the air as if to say "Eureka!")

Copycat: Perhaps I'm asking the wrong question. Perhaps I'm trying to figure out why Sean Stevens is champion, when I instead should be trying to figure out why the champion is Stevens.

(Copycat casually delivers an elbow to the face of the cardboard cutout, and its head neatly drops off)

Copycat: Now look what I've done. I'd best fix this mistake.

(Copycat reaches behind the cutout, looking for Cardboard Stevens' head, but instead pulls out a stack of cardboard pieces. He pulls one off the top -- Stevens' face -- and holds it where it was a moment ago)

Copycat: A perfect fit. But wait.

(Copycat tosses the Stevens head aside and holds a series of other faces on the cardboard cutout in sequence -- Marcus Westcott, Rocko Daymon, the First, Fusenshoff and Anarky)

Copycat: Wouldn't you know it, they all fit exactly the same.

(Copycat flings most of the pieces of cardboard he's holding behind him)

Copycat: Yes, Sean Stevens is your EPW World Heavyweight Champion, and that's to be commended. But what difference would it make if one of these other men were champion? Same misdirected anger. Same faux badassery. Same seventh-grade set of insults. Same total disregard for anyone other than themselves. Same lack of respect for those without whose help in laying the groundwork they would not be here today. Different faces, same champion. If Sean Stevens loses his title to Marcus Westcott at the next EPW pay-per-view event, there'll be a new face hovering a few inches above that belt, but nothing else will change. This is precisely the kind of inadequacy that the Anthology was formed to eliminate. What's to keep the fans tuning in if there is no difference from one champion to the next? What's to inspire the next generation to train to get in the ring if they expect to end up like everyone else when they get there? What's to keep this business that men like me, Cameron Cruise, Larry Tact, Shawn Hart and Jared Wells helped take to the next level and move toward the next generation alive, when the people dominating it now clearly don't care at all what happens the day after they retire?

(Copycat walks around behind the headless cardboard cutout, casually pulling out his sunglasses and donning them)

Copycat: Well, I don't intend to find out. Because the Anthology will see to it that these careless threats to this industry we love are not carried out. Things may not turn out so well for Triple X, but I have a feeling things will turn out just fine for a true champion -- a man who wrests the belt away from Stevens and his ilk. After all ...

(Copycat holds the four cardboard heads still in his possession -- Cruise, Tact, Hart and Wells -- out to the sides around the cardboard cutout)

Copycat: We can rebuild him.

(Copycat leans forward so his own head appears above the cutout)

Copycat: We have the technology.

(Copycat grins widely)

(Fade out)

The Great Eye · May 29, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First, now standing away from the tea party tables and chairs, but still in his Mad Hatter outfit and the same face paint as before.)

FIRST: Copycat...You are an accident of history...You are nothing more then some nobody who's been grabbed by forces beyond their control and thrown into a spotlight. People being greedy for fame, attention and power seldom resist it when this happens, but the vast majority of the time they end up making fools of themselves.

I look at you and I just think of Dan Quayle and Sarah Palin, two nobodies who got dragged off the street and suddenly were now looking to hold the office of Vice President...One was successful in this endeavor and the other, thankfully, was not...But the reality of the matter is that they were both jokes and rightful scorned as such.

You were as them, woefully unprepared for the role, but like them, you jumped at the chance, power hungry and foolish...And soon you'll be just as relevant as either of them...

You are a joke...You exist in this match through a series of events that would seem beyond the realm of possibility but they happened none the less.

You were the thug hand-picked by Cameron Cruise to attack me...So that earned my ire and I called you out for a match...You ducked me like a coward and hid behind Cruise, who was hiding behind you to avoid Stevens...I don't exactly grasp the physics of all that...It's sort of like a mobius strip of gutlessness...Or maybe a work of M.C. Escher, I'm not really sure...

So you have your silly little tag challenge thing you put out there because you're hopeful I won't find somebody...Honestly when you made the challenge I was sleeping...I don't keep normal hours, I woke up and I already had 3 text messages from various and sundry people in the EPW locker room...All of whom were ready and eager to stand beside me against Anthology...None of whom were Sean Stevens...I accepted your challenge having no idea who I'd pick...

Then low and behind Stevens jumps in and takes the spot...And thus our match, is made...Out of all these moving parts somehow, you stumble your way into the main event, you get to get on TV talk about being in the main event.

Enjoy it while it lasts, because win or lose, no matter what happens in this match Copycat, you'll be right back to the mid-card muddle with the rest of Cruise's flunkies...This match is in all likely hood the highpoint of your return to wrestling, after this you'll be discussing the finer points of viking porn or dealing with the horrific might of PowerGodz.

Let's be clear for a moment Copycat, when you focus on Stevens, you're making the right call, because he is the weak link of my team. You, Stevens, and Cruise all have to cut me down, you all have to insult me, all have to make excuses for what's happened when you have been involved in my matches, for the simple reason that all of you know that I'm better then you and for all the wisecracks, all the jokes...Until any of you can beat me one on one...That's the fact of the matter, plain and simple.

Truth is, after this match is over, I don't have much use for you Copycat, I mean, I proved my point already by calling you out and you ducking me...So our business will be concluded by whatever combat we have in this little tag match...Good luck finding somebody else to make a name off of...

As for what's going on over there

(Points to the tea party table)

Well I think romance is in the air...Oh Princess Sparkle Pony thinks Stanley is a little bit stuck up...But she also thinks he's cute...And the fact of the matter is...

(Whispering)

She's a bit of a whore.

(Turns to the table, looks a bit horrified)

Oh I wasn't saying about you two, carry on, carry on...No really I wasn't...

(The First continues to argue with Princess Sparkle Pony and Stanley Swifthoof as we FADEOUT)

TSiegel · May 29, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

"Gotta tell ya...there's nothing a man likes more than to come home from work wishing that he could just snap his fingers and find his once dirty house clean and then when he hits the lights, surprises himself with that very result."

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop dressed in blue jeans and a white "Anthology" shirt with the label in black-blocked lettering across the chest. Taking his trademark Anarchy shades off to clean the lenses a second, he re-shoulders the EPW Intercontinental Championship and shakes his head.)

CRUISE: Lord knows, I'm used to it by now...but at least I'm not alone in the fact that trying to de-cypher what The First depicts in his promos from what's ACTUALLY garbage is simply time lost from what I SHOULD be doing.

Copycat gets it, hell, even your own partner in the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION gets it. But good even money that I don't have says that I'm sure I'll have to listen to it anyway.

(The Camera cuts to an up close shot of Cruise as he "Finger-quotes")

CRUISE: "Mr. Blue-eyed Badass", being that you're "The King" an' all...I'm sure you won't mind taking afew minutes to keep believing your own self-infatuated-but-yet-proverbial-enema that is your opinions on the matter to yourself and relax.

(Cruise waves off the statement and continues.)

Clearly, it's keeping you from joining us in the REAL World as it is, so if you don't mind...

(Cruise mocks a smile.)

Brian.

Do yourself and the rest of us the favor and take a minute away from your "Child-Molester-In-Training" courses and go back to the tape.

Do you really think that I beat you because Copycat pushed you off the turnbuckle?? I mean, you're the one claiming to be better than me on the whole right?? So explain to me how is that I am the one with the Intercontinental title over my shoulder and not you??

'Course you have to throw away the whole "picking you up off the mat and hitting you with a Reality Check" to start, but none-the-less I'm sure you can figure it out.

Even if you went into this match thinking that Sean Stevens was going to be "skip-to-my-lou" giddy to be your partner in this match but was...ohh...so wrong.

However, I do have one question...if you're so wrapped up on the ONE time you faced Stevens and what it might be like if you weren't CAUGHT cheating....and let's be honest, like I said before you can color it anyway you want but I didn't cheat, I beat you fair and square...then why are you second-guessing yourself and settling for lil' ol' me??

I'll give the retard one thing he's right about though, every man (or in Lindsay Troy's case, woman) who steps into Empire Pro's Offices has at least one goal in mind by the time they leave and that's to be exactly where he is.

At the top of the mountain.

They don't step in thinking that and then settling for halfway before giving up and heading home.

But let's be honest for a second, shall we??

I'm talking to a a man with make-up on, having a FAKE Tea-Party with dolls and no kids around for the "After-School Special" scene.

You bring up Dan Quayle and Sarah Palin and call them "Nobodies", but yet you're the one who remembers them.

You wanna know "Who Really Is Nailin' Palin'??"

Sh*t that one's easy, just ask Wells, he'll tell ya who.

But to sit there and try and fool eveyone by implying that you have FRIENDS??, really Brian...not "Cool".

How do I know what "Cool" is??

Easy, but what's even better is that you seem to think that it's okay to go from thinking that Steven's the type of man that you can suck up to after telling everyone he's beatable when you're the one who failed??

But you know what's REALLY RICH???

You called your own TAG PARTNER the "Weak Link" of the team when HE is the one that has the World Heavyweight title in his possession.

Call me crazy...and I'm sure you will...but I'm pretty sure you're NOT
the successfull one on your end of the bill.

But what do I know....I'm just the Intercontinental Champion.

You two are "The Fools", and WE are the ones that are gonna be handing out a REALITY CHECK that you both just...won't like.

(Fadeout.)

jayshort · May 30, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

"Allow me to re-introduce myself, for all of the stupid people that don't know who in the fuck I am."

FADE: Sean Stevens' personal sanctuary; an all white room, reminiscent of a psychiatric ward, but as the camera panned around, it became clear where we were. The walls were filled with large posters, and framed autographed(by himself!) photos(of himself!), and scented candles(you can't smell it, so stop trying, assfags*). The room represented a modern day shrine. Just being there made him stronger, wiser, more confident, and quite honestly ... more arrogant.

The champion extended his hand.

TRIPLE X: I am Michael Jordan. Tiger Woods. Muhammad Ali," he cleared his throat. "I am Babe Ruth. Wayne Gretzky. Joe Montana. ...literally? Of course not. Those guys are old, sick, bald, ugly, and one," gasp. "... is dead. But each had one thing in common with me. Each of those individuals – in their day – were the best that their chosen profession had to offer. And, I – like them – am peerless. I am one hundred percent, unequivocally, without a shadow of a doubt, the number one wrestler in the world. And, you should be happy that the wrestling Gods have allowed you a moment in my presence, 'Cat."

Loud footsteps led the camera in the direction of where the "blue-eyed badass" would reside. Clad in an all white "Ed Hardy" short sleeved linen shirt, with matching linen shorts stood the self proclaimed "Greatest Wrestler on the Planet", blocking out the ... candlelight ... with his four hundred dollar pair of Gucci sunglasses, preventing you from seeing his eyes.

TRIPLE X: And, I am arrogant. I do tend to overlook the little people, I'd die before I gave a bum one of my hard earned dollars, and I think the fact that I'm richer than you makes me better than you. I'm a throwback to the days when every other wrestler on every other roster was a blonde, blue-eyed boy toy with a childhood dream. I have been told that my shtick is old, tired, boring ... that I'm scrawny ... that I'm good, but not as good as I think I am, that my mouth would write me checks that my ass couldn't cash, and I'd end up in somebody's hospital paralyzed from the neck down. I have been labeled a womanizer, a rapist, a jackass, a false prophet, an assfag(Terrence), a wanksta(Ice Tre) and a fake king.

"People have tried to assassinate my character and damage my credibility from the moment I became a wrestler. I have lost friends to jealousy, loved ones to violence, my fiance' was pronounced dead on The News after being shot, my best friend was killed in an alley by a gang of thugs, and my child's mother – the same woman that was shot dead – is a self described Psycho Bitch. I have been through the fire, and I'm still standing. So while your little illustration was cute, Copycat ... I feel obliged to let you know that the line of people that think they have what it takes to defeat me, fluster me, rattle me, or make an impression starts to the left. But, I should warn you, there's a lot of people in that line ... you should hurry and get your space behind JA and the Little Engine that Could, before the rest of your stablemates push you back even further."

The two time EPW Champion's hair hung gently down his back, brushing against his shoulders.

TRIPLE X: You're a wrestler, I'm a wrestler, and that's the only thing that we have in common. You are not my equal, you are not on my level, and your group is comprised of a bunch of mediocre misfits that dressed too weird to sit at the cool kid's table with me. People like you shine my shoes, because if people like you opt to do anything else but be my bitch, you quickly become my lunch. And, that may sound like a bunch of 'rah-rah', Copycat ... and, that's fine. It should. You don't have to believe me. Just believe the facts. I offered your boss the opportunity of a lifetime. The chance to win the richest most prestigious prize in this industry, and he simply brushed it off, pretending as if ganging up on The First was of more interest to him.

"Why is that?"

Rhetorical question, no response needed ... bitches.

TRIPLE X: Why did he create your little group in the exact same mold of my group The Fallen? Granted, you all are a B-rate, Troy Windham Lifetime movie-esque version, but a cheap replica nonetheless. And, why of all people did he feel the need to include you in his little group of posers and pretenders? I'll tell you why. Because you are like him. Hanging with people like you make it easier for him to look in the mirror and accept his average, do just enough to get by, existence. Hanging with people of his," smirking, "ilk prevents him from having to scratch and claw to be what I am, because you don't motivate him to do more.

"'Why risk losing the Intercontinental Title?' Because the reward is the World Heavyweight Championship, you disgraceful sons of bitches!

"So yeah, keep cutting your cute little promos, with your cardboard cut-outs, replacing my head with yours. One thing is for certain, after everything I've been through in my life, it's going to take much more than an elbow to the face to knock the crown off of my head, and unless you're Jesus H. Christ himself hiding under that stupid mask you wear, with the ability to change water into wine and walk on it? You're going to realize that there's a big difference between a piece of cardboard, and the real thing. That difference being ... I am NOT a paper champion, and no amount of technology will be capable of rebuilding you once I break you down."

[FONT=Gill Sans MT, sans-serif]FTB [/FONT]

TSiegel · May 30, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

OORP: Garth was unable to post this, so you're welcome.--- Captain Obvious.
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(Cueup: “Youth Gone Wild” by Skid Row)

(Fade in on a pair of shoes and the lower part of the legs of a person wearing jeans, the business end of a baseball bat next to them on the ground)

Copycat: It’s always amusing when people pretend they’ve analyzed why I am where I am and why I do what I do.

(The camera slowly pans up, showing that Copycat is wearing a black Anthology T-shirt and is leaning on a wooden baseball bat)

Copycat: Of course, if they actually bothered to explore my motivations, they’d realize that it’s pointless to try to psychoanalyze me. I’m not one of those guys who claims to be too crazy to be understood; on the contrary, I’m one of a rare breed who know exactly how you’re going to approach the process and exactly how to steer you the wrong way.

(The camera finishes its pan up to show that Copycat also happens to be wearing a black blindfold. The camera zooms out to show him sporting the blindfold and leaning on the bat)

Copycat: I say this not to brag – well, no, let me rephrase, I say this not JUST to brag – but to point out the futility of the First’s hilarious attempts to tell me how it was that I came to make my appearance at Wrestleverse and how it was that I came to refuse his poorly thought out challenge. I’ll ignore the oh-so-witty pop culture references and the claims that he’s more deserving of my attention than is his tag team partner, who, cookie-cutter champion though he may be, is still the EPW World Heavyweight Champion nonetheless. Really, my only intention here is point out just how gosh darn CUTE it is that he thinks I came to EPW solely to inconvenience him.

(Copycat gives an exaggerated facepalm)

Copycat: And people say I have an ego problem. Of course, if the First took the time to use that lump of Twilight quotes and Morrissey lyrics he calls a brain, he’d realize that my EPW contract was written up long before he was hand-picked to lose to Cameron Cruise at Wrestleverse. He’d know that he got to be the first guinea pig of my experiment to cleanse EPW of failures like him -- and he'd know that, as a guinea pig, what happened to him afterward would be of absolutely no concern to me. Really now, if my intention were truly to subject the First to the full extent of my wrath, you'd think I would have done worse than just nudge him off the turnbuckle, right? I mean, compared to some of the volcanoes of fury on the EPW roster, I'm not exactly the most vengeful guy in the world, but a light nudge off a turnbuckle isn't a very impressive display of wrath, no?

(Copycat shakes his head as if to dismiss the thought)

Copycat: But let's not waste too much time exploring the First's interpretation of my motivations. I doubt even his mother would place his explanation alongside mine and come away with the impression that his claims make more sense. I find that the real fun to be had is not in responding to what the First says, but in figuring out just why he said it.

(Copycat gestures to someone offscreen, and a moment later, a pinata, made up in the First's face paint color scheme and wearing a big purple top hat, is lowered from above)

Copycat: Now, here's the thing about First and guys like him. On the outside, he's pure flash and intensity, and there's something to be said for both of those things, particularly in this business. Some people might be tempted to go the easy route and bash First for his face paint and general physical appearance, but as someone who appreciates talent in all its forms, I can respect it. The trouble is his attitude toward ... well, pretty much everything, it seems. What First wants us to think is that his outlook on life comes from years of tough and trying experiences, with misfortunes firing at him from all directions. But once you get past that explanation, well...

(Copycat feels around in the air for the pinata, then, upon finding it, obliterates it with one smash from the bat. Half the pinata falls to the ground in a shower of dust and confetti, but it's apparent that there's nothing inside)

Copycat: ... You find out that there's no substance to the guy. First's outward appearance is all he has. Is he saying these things about hope being a poison, about how his past matches prove his sheer amazingness, about how his adversaries are cowards because they're not willing to play the game under his rules, because they're his deep-rooted beliefs? Or is he just saying it because he feels like it's what he's supposed to say? A lot of brooding goofballs like him claim to be empty on the inside, but if they knew what that really meant, they'd be loath to use it as a bragging point. There's nothing about First that makes him a unique snowflake. Beneath the surface, there's nothing.

(Copycat makes another gesture, and another pinata lowers from the ceiling. This one is covered in gold belt decorations and big black X's)

Copycat: And who does someone like First look to when he works to determine how he should react to something? Well, I'm sure he takes his inspiration from a lot of sources, but there's no doubt that one of them is our esteemed EPW World Heavyweight Champion. Now, Sean Stevens is unlike the First in that he is a man with substance. He's got the cocky demeanor, the take-no-guff attitude, the ultimate confidence that he is just that much more unfudgewitable than you. And he pulls it off convincingly enough that you know he isn't just doing it because he feels like he has to. Stevens' trouble is another one entirely.

(After feeling around in the air again, Copycat locates the Stevens pinata and crushes it with the bat. Out of it falls a torrent of candy corn. Copycat crouches, feels around for a piece, then grabs it and stands back up)

Copycat: He's got substance, all right, but it's the same substance everybody else in his position is filled with. Insert Champion Here. Granted, compared to an empty stomach, choking down the same thing over and over again is preferable. But when you've got the choice, why fill yourself up with something bland?

(Copycat tosses the piece of candy corn aside with a disgusted look on his face)

Copycat: There's another option available for EPW fans sick and tired of the same routine, and that option is the Anthology. When people in this business get complacent, the product suffers. But the few guys up at the top tend to remain at the top, and as long as they're happy, they're unwilling to let things change lest they lose their spot. They don't give a damn about this industry; it's all about them, and to hell with the consequences of their actions. The Anthology is here to tip the balance the other way, to bring down by force those who need to be brought down but who are unwilling to face up to the damage they're doing. Figuring out Sean Stevens and the First isn't like figuring out the Cat, or Cameron Cruise, or Shawn Hart, or Larry Tact, or Jared Wells.

(Another gesture from Copycat heralds the lowering of yet another pinata, this one with a red-and-orange color scheme and with graphics of cats on the sides)

Copycat: The substance the Anthology provides is what will bring this industry back from the brink to which the likes of the First, Sean Stevens, Marcus Westcott, Frankie Scott, Felix Red and all the rest have driven it.

(Copycat feels around in the air for the third pinata, but once he finds it, he drops the bat on the ground and pulls off his blindfold)

Copycat: But you don't need me to tell you what the Anthology is all about. Because if you haven't come to understand it yet, it's only a matter of time. And that, my interest-craving friends, is just all there is to it.

(Copycat walks offscreen)

(Fade out)

The Great Eye · May 30, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First sitting at his tea party, Princess Sparkle Pony and Stanley Swifthoof are seated to his sides as normal, but now a little girl, in a white dress, sits opposite The First. She is drinking her tea as First begins to speak.)

FIRST: Proverbs 27:17...Iron Sharpens Iron, as one man sharpens another. It is to mean that to sharpen a knife, one must use iron to give the knife a keen edge...It means that men build strength in each other by working together, by bolstering each other...

This is the opposite of Anthology...Anthology is a crutch that makes men lazy, weak, listless...Anthology is the standard thug army that those without talent depend upon to win matches...I look at you Cruise, and I am left to wonder if you find joy in precipitation...

Oh Copycat...The tired boring "5 steps ahead of you" babble...Oh I'm sure you've got us all totally snookered with your brilliance and wit, I'm sure I'm zigging when I'm supposed to be zagging...

Truth is, I don't care about you...If that was your goal, then you're an overwhelming success...I'm going to punch you in the head a few times in this match, and that will be that...

Cause no matter what you want to say, what you want to do, you're still just a b*tch...You're still just carrying Cameron Cruise's bags...That's it, that's all you'll ever be...

Anthology is a joke and listening to you talk about your greatness while kneeling in subservience to Cameron Cruise is it's punchline...

CHILD: This tea is very good, may I have some more?

FIRST: Of course you may...But you already knew this...

CHILD: I know.

(The child smiles knowingly as The First pours more tea for her.)

FIRST: Now I don't know why Cruise says this tea party is fake...This tea is quite real...(Takes a sip) and it's quite good really...I do like Earl Grey...The young lady before me is rather real...And so are Princess Sparkle Pony and Stanley Swifthoof...I fail to see what could be lacking in reality here...

Now Cruise...While you're defending the importance of Sarah Palin (shakes head) Wow...That's almost bad as your ducking the World Title shot...You made a comment I don't have any friends...

Do any of us really?

You brought up the Cameron Cruise Project and talked about how awesome it was, how you and Joey Melton dominated this company. Yet when we talked during our little verbal sparring before WrestleVerse, you declared your disgust for Melton, your hatred for him, the fact that you resented carrying him...

So really what is friendship Cruise? Is it an Anthology T-Shirt? What happens when the day comes that someone in Anthology decides that following you to ruin is a fool's errand and they leave? Will you still be friends? Will the "Dangle Brothers" still be kickin' it old skiz-ool when Jared Wells decides his career would be better served not being your flunkie? Or there be a depressing lack of dangling at that moment?

You see Cruise, there are no friends in this business...Felix Red and I lived the life for over a year holding the tag titles...Now, I haven't talked to him in weeks, don't know what I'd say to him if we did talk.

Those people who called me, who wanted in this match, I never said they were friends...I said they wanted to fight you...

Sean Stevens isn't my friend...Yet when he demands a tag, I shall give it to him...When he reaches out to be tagged out, I shall gladly tag myself in...We're not friends or even allies, we're merely together because of a common enemy...You...

If it came to it that Sean Stevens was trapped in your corner and being beaten down, and he finally hit the big move and crawled to our corner to make the tag to me...My arm would be out, I'd be imploring him to make the tag, because on this night, we're a team...And I'm going to do my part...I'd like to hope he'd do the same...Funny thing that is...Hope...(Smiles)

Stevens and I are a team yes...But what I said before is still 100% true

Sean Stevens is the weak link of this team.

He can't beat me in a fair fight.

You can't beat me in a fair fight.

I'm the best wrestler in EPW, period.

Pax Vobiscum

(FADEOUT)

jayshort · May 31, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Canned applause.[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"He's full of hypocrisy. Check. He's stupid. Check. Delusional and bland. Check aaaannnnd check. Congratulations, Copycat ... You fit the BLANDthology criteria to a TEE."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]FADE: The scene opened in the state of the art, world class workout facility in EPW World Heavyweight Champion, SEAN "TRIPLE X" STEVENS' palatial palace in Orlando, Florida. Stevens sat on a bench, drenched in sweat, in a sleeveless black t-shirt that simply said "KING" on the front in bold white letters.[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: I guess that means you'll be here for awhile, eh? That we'll have to sit around and listen to you analyze everything for the foreseeable future like you're any less screwed up than everybody else. Like that shtick hasn't been rehashed like your group's whole "We're going to team up and take over! Rawr! Snort! Growl!" tough guy routine. Like you all are actually bringing something new to the game, that the world has been missing or hasn't seen. And, the sad slash funny part is each of you punk bitches seem to genuinely believe the grade A horse manure that we're forced to inhale every time you open your mouths. What's sadder is the fact that the Anthology was the brain child of wrestling's favorite punchline. The whipping boy that could never catch a break or do enough to be taken seriously by his peers, no matter how much he aped my career, catch phrases, and persona. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"The Anthology was designed to propel his career in ways he never could – without the help of Joey Melton, or Troy Windham – by, oh, I don't know, being a good wrestler, and you idiots bought it hook, line and sinker. After years of being Robin, this was his attempt at reaching Batman status, and not only is he failing and failing miserably, but now we have to sit back and listen to you preach the same message he used to get you imbecile's to interfere in his matches and assist him in keeping his Intercontinental Championship around his waist, because each of you feel the need to justify the fact that Cameron Cruise tells you where to go, what to do, and when to do it."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"Let that sink in for a moment. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"CAMERON CRUISE ... is your boss. Your superior. The person you report to.[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"Wait, let me rephrase that. CAMERON CRUISE, father of KOOTER MICHAELS-CRUISE, down low, secret lover of "EXTREMELY BISEXUAL" BEAU MICHAELS, also referred to by many as the biggest laughing stock in professional wrestling is your LEADER, your source of inspiration, and the person you go to for direction."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]The Blue-Eyed Badass stared directly into the camera, blinking heavily before clearing his parched throat with a nice tall glass of Bling H2O. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: It doesn't get any worse than that, in fact, if the rest of the wrestling world is screwed up, I can honestly, with a straight face say that you, Jared, and Larry are FUBAR – Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition – and maybe that should've been your stable name considering it's catchy, easy to remember, and describes you all in ways your lies, false bravado, corny catch phrases and t-shirts never could. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"And, let me see if I can help you out a little more, 'Cat, because God knows I don't want to hear another three-or-four mind numbing, polysyllabic monologues from you telling me about myself, or how you and your," grinning, "gang are better suited for the role of champion, because I have," finger quotes, "conformed to society, just because I attend fashion shows in Milan, hit all the Hollywood nightspots, and have had sexual intercourse with Angelina Jolie(while w/ Brad), Jessica Alba(while pregnant w/ Cash's baby), Poison Ivy(baby mama, duh!) and Caitlyn Daymon(in her hotel room bathroom while still married to Rocko) in the same week. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"Newsflash(!), I admit that I'm a bastard, that I'm not a good person, that I'd spit in the face of your mom, and your daddy – your real one, not Jared Wells – if it meant keeping my EPW World Heavyweight Championship. And, yeah ... money, power, acclaim, awards, and success has made me arrogant as hell but I'm not delusional enough to believe that I'm perfect. I have lost matches and I will lose again, but for every Eli Flair that beat me 9 times straight before I finally got it right, there's a Cameron Cruise, Rocko Daymon, JA, Craig Miles, Dan Ryan, Lindsay Troy, Joey Melton, Ice Tre, Felix Red and Brian Nadelny that can't fuck with me. And, if you're different than those individuals(?), I'd be the first to shake your hand. Once you turned your back on me, I'd probably break your neck, and toss you out of three story building like I did Daymon, but that's beside the point, because at the very least I'd shake your hand, and admit that you've joined an elite fraternity that only a few can boast about joining. [/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"But, I just can't see that happening. I've been through too much. I've carried this company on my back for the last three years, and my name has become synonymous with the EPW Championship even when there's a brief intermission. You're not the first – no pun intended – to tell me things will be different, and you won't be the last. And, despite what you tell yourself, there's a reason why you left the industry that I have dominated for the last ten years, and it's my job to expose it. There's a difference between people like you and me, Copycat, and at Aggression, I'm going to make those differences crystal clear, so that nobody is confused."[/FONT]

[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]FTB[/FONT]

TSiegel · Jun 1, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

"Wow...I've gotta be honest Sean, First...I almost was at a loss for words."

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an EPW Aggression backdrop, dressed in an old-school Atlanta Falcon Michael Vick Jersey, blue jeans and red Anarchy-styled shades.)

CRUISE: But then I remembered..."it's Sean and First, so who am I kidding?? Of course I'm gonna be scratching my head, after all..what else are you supposed to do after listening to abunch of dribble like what comes spurting forth outta First and "The King's" mouth??

(Cruise shrugs his shoulders and does just that...again.)

Fact is fellas...ain't a man in that lockerroom until now say ANYTHING about my being "The Boss" of The Anthology.

What...just because I do what I say and accomplish that very fact makes me the man with the limelight?? What makes that any different from any other man that wins a match, not just here in Empire Pro, but in this business, PERIOD??

I'll say this once, you ignorant fucks....

(Cruise holds his arms out, palms up)

CRUISE: THIS...is not a DICTATORSHIP, it's a DEMOCRACY, and damn it, enough is enough and it's TIME FOR A CHANGE!!

Sure, the opportunities are offered and in that respect it's a fair game...but Anthology is SICK of the same people either getting the same shots and failing or *****ing in some manner about being screwed over when whatever they did in the first place is their own fault at coming up short.

So we're doing something about it.

Our esteemed World Heavyweight Champion thinks that I founded this group based on the same mold he made "The Fallen", and his opinion is his to give...but much like his transgressions and those of his friends...it's tragic.

But it doesn't make me give two sh*ts about it ether.

Who cares if your friend got shot when it comes to getting into the ring, Sean?? Who cares if the hooker you thought was your fiancee was shown on the news as your first glimpse of an answer to why you hadn't heard from her in a week or two??? You think that it's gonna help you keep focus on keeping your guard up when one of us tries for a double-leg takedown??

**** you. It means no less to me about it than it does when Stalker is out pumping the neighbors' cat.

Nevermind the fact that you're pinpointing things that not only have no bearing in an event like Aggression, but you try for a low blow like exposing to the world the fact that I had a son that as of a month ago...I found out wasn't mine to begin with.

Tapes on delayed airing is a BITCH, ain't it??

But keep it up Sean, it's not like you didn't...tap..dance out there either right?? My advice to you would be that you shouldn't pinpoint something that doesn't involve you if you don't want to be brought up on charges, yourself.

Champ.

But I'm digressing aren't I??

You know what the difference is between "The Fallen" and "The Anthology", Sean??

You got freaky with some two-bit whore who believed in her own religious, one-person sermons but couldn't make her name attractive enough to make it worth remembering.

So much for respecting the honor of your dead fiancee right??

You have a one-dimensional GIMP that's making the man who HOLDS the EPW Television Championship do his bidding but can't do **** for himself when it comes to competing in the ring.

Anthology does whatever we want because we CAN...despite holding Championship titles.

You have a man that's damn near smarter than EITHER of us that's lacking in self-respect but can drink like a fish. A couple of us might not have our Master's Degree from a College or University, but then again when we let off alittle steam...the houseband in the bars buy US drinks.

And believe me when I tell you it has nothing to do with us being a Champion in Empire Pro, this is just how it is, and that goes for more than just having a good time...it goes for the way we look as well.

It's good that you feel special in Alligator leather and Gucci sunglasses and everything that goes with the rest of that ensemble, but the one thing about it that I don't agree is your assessmant on it. You're rich because you wear nice, professionally dry-cleaned clothes and have someone else shine your shoes and knowing that fact is good enough for some people, but there's just one thing about it:

You're not richer than me, Sean.

You never have been regardless of who's family you married into or what type of commercials you shoot for Men's Hemorrhoid Creams and Liquid Cough Medicine.

See...my shoes aren't Alligator...they're "Reebok". My clothes aren't sequin or silk, they're one hundred percent polyester cotton. My shades don't even cost two hundred bucks...I got 'em on sale for one-twenty.

But I AM richer than you, Sean. It's called a "Post-Career" preparation. I mean, it costs money to travel out and perform in front of REAL King's and Queens, Sean. It costs money to travel to Beverly Hills and compete inside of the Playboy Mansion in the Grotto, right IN FRONT of Hugh Hefner.

But rest assured I got the job done and services were rendered on behalf of Dan Ryan and the rest of Empire Pro---but in case you were wondering, you were just too irrelevant at the time to even matter.

Performance bonuses really come in handy when the boss is satisfied, Sean...though it might be your second time around I guess you're finally figuring that one out eh??

(Cruise gives two thumbs up, "Buddy Christ"-style.)

Good for you, I betcha Papa Flair is sitting proud.

As for me, I couldn't care anyless for what you do on your own time Sean, lest you remember??

I'm a single man.

You can take the next week off and go shoot a porno with Caitlyn Daymon, Lollipop, Jessica and Mercedes and then call it "Cameron Cruises' Placid-and-Flaccid Love Boat" for all I care...by all means Sean, HAVE A BALL.

Just know that I'm going to be sitting back and reaping all the financial benefits in the longterm.

As far as First goes...the only men that I know of that scrambles faster than he does is either almost out of Philadephia or even worse...out of the NFL right now making ten bucks an hour, working Construction for forty hours a week.

First, THE First gets excited about having someone better than him as his tag team partner and even implies the fact that it couldn't get any worse for Anthology.

Our careers as we know it, are f*cked...First got Sean Stevens to agree to be in his corner against Copycat and myself.

'Bout the size of it, First?? If so, then I'll be with you in a minute on the whole "shaking in my boots" thing.

You claim that I'm the one ducking the World title shot but what about you, First?? You're the one that initiated everything by challenging Copycat in the FIRST PLACE..my question for you is simple; if you don't care then why bother??

For those of you that aren't aware of what this adds up to in relative terms, go out to the bookstore and buy a Dictionary, look under "H".

Right next to First's picture is a word called "Hypocrite".

You can't tell me that I'm ducking the same man that beat you in the same competitive match that we just had at Wrestleverse prior to that when you can't even own up to the fact that you're coming to terms with the fact that Copycat is better, not just intellectually, but athletically as well.

Yeah, I dominated with Melton so much that Dan Ryan and Lindsay Troy might not say it outloud but deep down they know that what we did was a diamond-the-rough.

But let's not mistake working well together with the fact that I hate the guy...we were never friends. Ask Paul Freeman yourself...I never wanted to team with him to begin with.

But at the end of the day I'll call a spade a spade, "Good Business is just that, Good Business."

But it holds nothing on what things are like when the Dangle Brothers come to town, let alone Anthology.

But much like your ill-informed partner, there's a reason why I'm still the Empire Pro Intercontinental Champion and Jared Wells and Larry Tact are still the Empire Pro Tag Team Champions, and it's not because you, Felix Red and Snufflelufugas are good..quite the contrary.

They kept the titles at Wrestlverse because they have more skill than any of you could DREAM.

Fact is though First, the event at hand is in Greensboro, not Wrestleverse.

You were given a free choice at picking your own partner against us First, then why is it that you allowed Sean Stevens to "bulldoze" his way into the match?? You said it yourself, you had three different people tell you before that that they wanted in but you blew them off instead for Sean.

Why is that First??

You afraid Sean's gonna throw a temper tantrum like a little *****-baby so you don't want to disappoint him by simply saying "Sorry Champ, the spot's taken..better luck next time" or is that you yourself are afraid of him, you just don't want to admit it??

I'll say it again...if Sean's the weaklink of your team this week, then how come he's the one on the marquee labeled "World Heavyweight Champion" and not you??

I can beat you in a fair fight, First.

No matter which way you color it, it's been done.

You flex latin all the time about us and everyone else with "Pax Vobiscum" or "Peace Be With You.", but the funny thing is about that First, is that it only comes through truth and realization.

"The Truth will set you free", First and that's something of a phrase that's actually legitamate, it's proven.

Come Aggression when you and "The King" step in the ring with Copycat and myself, you'll see that for yourself and if you haven't before at Wrestleverse then I guarantee things will come into fruition in Greensboro.

You got it in Baltimore, but there's no reason you can't get it again at Aggression, either way...it's STILL a REALITY CHECK that you just...won't like.

(Fadeout.)

The Great Eye · Jun 2, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First, still at his tea party, still with the little girl in white, along with Princess Sparkle Pony and Stanley Swifthoof.)

FIRST: You're not the leader, not the ruler of Anthlogy...Funny that...

Layne Winters rips off a turnbuckle to expose the steel ring inside it and nobody comes out to help Shawn Hart...He's left to fend for his own against a maniac who's now clearly breaking rules left and right to win a match...

Larry Tact and Jared Wells are in a farce of a match against Felix and Gotho and yet suddenly, they are attacked by Doc Silver and Felix...Tact's laid out...And of all the disgraceful things that could happen in this world...He's about to be pinned by a 300+ pound flunkie for the tag belts...Tact was down, it was a 50/50 he kicks out...Heads, he keeps the tag belts for Anthology...Tails, it's the most disgraceful loss in his career...

Anthology let the coin be flipped...You left Tact to do it on his own...

But you...When you were down and out...There's Copycat, there's the big run-in to save you...That's when somebody in Anthology did one thing to help another member of Anthology all damn night...And it was bailing your ass out of a loss...

So you're not the leader, you're not the ruler of Anthology? Why are you the only one cashing in on the perks then? Why are you the only one who gets the little extra assist when he needs it? Is it cause everyone else in Anthology has faith in their talent and you don't? Or is it because in the end you don't care if they win or lose, so long at the end of the night they'll be there to run-in for you, to cheat for you...

The truth will set you free? How trite...The truth is something you deny at all costs, you call your victory over me clean when you know it isn't...You deny your rule over Anthology...You are a fraud Cruise...A man who spits out empty, meaningless cliches in the hope that he'll seem important.

CHILD: You deny the truth too...

FIRST: What?

CHILD: You talk about fair fights and people cheating to win...Yet you don't care about any of it...You would cheat just as much as anyone else if it would serve you...Hell your big signature spot, spraying people with colored mist, is totally illegal...

(The First helps himself to some tea, thinks for a moment.)

FIRST: I believe the expression goes "When the facts are on your side, argue the facts, when the law is on your side, argue the law, when neither are on your side, bang the table." and since the law of wrestling, of wins and losses, is against me, I'm left with the facts of what happened in my losses to explain them away...

CHILD: Hmmm...I see that...

(She drinks some tea)

FIRST: And what of Cruise then, if I'm to be the target of your scathing rebuke, I'd hope my opponents would face your wrath also.

CHILD: Cruise is silly (Giggles)

FIRST: Somehow I was expecting more...But then again I don't even know that he deserves it.

CHILD: No...He doesn't...

FIRST: Very well then...So what of our companions here for tea? Is romance truly in the air for them?

CHILD: I think so, but it's gonna end badly...Love hurts...

FIRST: How...Depressing...You really know how to ruin a tea party.

CHILD: I'm sorry, but you asked me the question...

FIRST: I know I know...I'll just have to sit back and relax and enjoy the fact that this conversation has been far more mentally stimulating then anything I've had to deal with out of Anthology for the last month or so...

Oh and Cruise, exactly how am I using to much Latin when all I've said in it is a two word catch phrase? Was even one word of Latin to much? I'd love to know what your strict rules on the use of non-English.

(Rolls eyes)

Or maybe not...But either way...

Pax Vobiscum

(FADEOUT)

TSiegel · Jun 2, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

"Look at you First, you regress so quickly it's PATHETIC."

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise dressed in a grey Anthology T-shirt and matching shorts and Anarchy-style shades, he walks out of a gym parking lot shouldering a workout bag on his left shoulder.)

CRUISE: So confident before Wrestleverse, nothing could deter the determination you had on taking my title away. 'Course, you secretly harbored another shot at the World Heavyweight title and who's to blame you...it's the World Heavyweight title.

But you still settled for taking a shot at me instead and instead of following through on your word...

You FAILED.

Not because Copycat came through and gave you a little nudge off the top turnbuckle, but because you couldn't kick out of a pin after you had blown the chance to escape a Reality Check.

I beat you, one-on-one, fair-and-square.

But I understand why you can't accept it, First, it's not because of anything I did or say to you...it's quite simple, and this version of "Passing The Buck" goes pretty much the same way with all "Freaks" like you:

You're mad at your Father, not at me.

It at least should explain the make-up and nail polish, that's for sure but who knows?? Maybe you're also harboring a desire to try your luck at being a "Peter-Puffer".

It doesn't make a difference either way how you explain it, First, the fact is that when it's all said and done...I'm the one with the title around my waist and not you.

What does it matter to you if my crew wants to do things on their own??

You're not facing Shawn Hart or Larry Tact this week First, hell, you're not even facing Jared Wells.

This week you got myself and Copycat to deal with, not to mention a partner that can barely tolerate you let-a-lone be willing to team with you.

Copycat made his Empire Pro debut during my match for the same title that you failed to win at Wrestleverse.

Good of you to take notice...perhaps after you're done with the "Child-Molesting" Tea Party, you might wanna try your hand at Social Studies maybe before you go down for Nap Time??

See, the thing that you forget is that the same night you got beat by the partner you teaming with this week...was the same night that I won the Intercontinental title.

You know...the other title you failed to win.

Not only did I win that match First, but I sent the man I beat it for to the hospital by nearly BREAKING HIS NECK.

And I did it all by myself like a "Big Boy" should. Jared Wells proved the same when he knocked off that Viking, Olvir...all by himself.

You on the other hand...waste time preparing by having a Tea Parties after getting put on your ass.

Now if you can't see what's wrong with that picture, First, then maybe you've got more problems than you're willing to admit.

Here's the thing though, First...Copycat is here for a reason and has explained it to everyone just like he's prescribed to you, and unfortunately you were on the short end of the whooping stick when it happened.

But that's your fault, not ours.

You're just jealous because you can't sign off on the job you set out to do when it's no different for anyone else.

THAT First...is "The Truth".

It's nice though First, nice to know that a conversation with a child is more stimulating than that of anything we've had to say the last month.

I mean...everything that we've said has been so simple at least we know what kinda of brains we have to deal with when you step in with the World Heavyweight Champion against Copycat and the Intercontinental Champion.

Two out of the three of us have walked away from a one-on-one match against you with a victory and at the end of the day, you're too chickensh*t to even care about taking on Copycat.

Not for nothin'...but that sounds like a Forfeit Victory to me.

Sure, you can say the same for my not wanting to put my title on the line against Sean, but there's just one difference:

I've faced him before, so I know what I'm dealing with, but I'll deal with it on MY terms...not his at a Rotten-disgusting-****hole like Greensboro, North Carolina.

As far as the boat ride that you missed about your "Two-word-Latin-Vocabulary"?? My point is that for a phrase like that, one would think that you've had success while preaching something like that.

But you don't, in fact, since Felix Red dropped you like a bad habit I don't think you've had ANY success.

But that's okay, First, that's fine with us.

Despite what you think, you're still going to end up embarrassed.

Just like you were when I put you out in Richmond, and just like after I did it again in Baltimore, and just like after we get done with you in Greensboro.

Not because we care, but because we know that for you as well as Sean Stevens it'll be a REALITY CHECK that you just...won't like.

(Fadeout)

The Great Eye · Jun 3, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First, still at his tea party, only now the young girl is away playing with the stuffed horses.)

FIRST: Failure...What is...Failure? It's hard to define really...Since I've left Felix, I've been in one match that I lost because of a run-in...So if you and Copycat are thrilled with that epic victory, then bless your hearts...

But really, what was it? An attempt at glory, an attempt to win the EPW IC Title...An attempt to establish myself as a singles wrestler, an attempt to move past the shadow of Felix Red...You can crow and crow about your amazing effort to defeat me via Copycat assistance...You can brag about how awesome you are to win only by having somebody bail your ass out of certain defeat, that's your due...

But failure? When one seeks greatness, can one really fail? When one strives to take another step to the top of the mountain, can one call it failure that you end up having to take a step back?

Failure isn't measured in the result of a single match, or even a string of them, but rather by what's in the heart of the man in those matches...What is driving him, what is his purpose in continuing on...Does he seek greatness? Does he aspire to be more then he is?

Which is why in the grand scale of things, I could lose every match for the rest of my life and still be a better man then you Cruise...For I seek to be EPW World Champion...I seek to climb to the top of the mountain...It's my only purpose, my only goal, it might be next show, it might be 5 years from now, but I one day will claim that title...I will be the man in this company...

You...You run from it...The greatest of all failures...To reject greatness, to spit in the eye of glory...You were offered an EPW World Title shot and threw it away...

And you have the nerve to call me a failure...You have the gall to say I'm a disgrace...

(Shakes head)

I look at you Cruise, and you make me sick...You're a second rate thug leading a flock of sheep around, but even with them at your beck and call, even with all that support, you don't find the will to go after Sean Stevens and take the brass ring from him...You hid behind fear of losing a title that was so important that 4 years ago you forfeited it...

I can promise you this Cruise...If the EPW World Champion ever calls me out and puts the title on the line...I don't care if I'm the TV champ, IC champ, one half of the tag champs, and I got to risk all that for the World Title...I'm doing it...I don't care if I'd wrestled twice already that night...I'm getting in that ring...Because I want to be the man in this industry...

You just want to stay in the kiddie pool and act tough...You hold your title know in your heart that's where your journey ends, that's as far as you'll ever go...

Cameron Cruise...Intercontinental Champion...Is it a title? Or a condemnation? That title is supposed to be a stepping stone to greatness, not a final destination, but that's what you made it...

The high water mark of Anthology was Copycat's attack on me followed by your Reality Check and pin...That's it...It's all downhill from now on...

Nothing you ever do will erase the stain of this night from your career...Even a victory in this match is hollow and meaningless...For you had true glory within your grasp...And you spurned it...

Tell me Cruise, how do you look in the mirror after ducking a World Title shot and not see a fraud, not see a coward...ANSWER MAN...Tell me how you do it...Tell me what kind of mental gymnastics you have to do to convince yourself you're not a disgrace...

I need to hear it Cruise...I need to know how to never be the horror show you are...

Pax Vobiscum

(FADEOUT)

TSiegel · Jun 3, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

"If the look of me makes you sick First, then you should've told be sooner; I'll have one of Jared Wells' *****es send you a picture package."

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro Aggression backdrop, dressed in blue jeans a black "Anthology" T-shirt with "The Champ" in white-blocked lettering on the back. He shakes his head in disappointment as he crosses his arms across his chest.)

CRUISE: You talk an awful lot about Failure, and let's face it...you have every reason to when no one can remember the last time you won a match when it mattered, but come now...

If "Failure Courts Greatness", then believe you me, whether it's Triple X or Rocko or Lollipop's boy-toy JA...whomever the World Heavyweight Champion is that I face...WHEN I'm ready for them...that someone's got an earthquake coming that they're not ready for. You on the other hand...well hell at the end of the day I suppose you can pour one hell of a cup of coffee or hot tea.

No one "BAILED" me out of anything, First.

Look at the tape.

Did I know Copycat was in Balimore??

You betcha.

But did he didn't help me finish the job on my own, that I took care of myself. It's an entertaining thought though, that after whipping your ass with the Intercontinental title on the line that you'd consider fighting the other four members of Anthology when they're fresher than you.

Right up there with the Comedy Genius of Sam Kinison an' sh*t.

You claim by your own definition that Failure isn't by what the result is by one match, but what's in his heart that drives him to victory...then hell, I guess you just can't cut it can you??

It's fine that Copycat pushed you off the turnbucle First, but at the end of the day I am the one that picked your worthless carcass up and finished you off. YOU are the one that couldn't find strength or the amount of heart needed to make that last ditch effort for a kickout or to even counter the inevitable.

Now if that fact annoys you, then by all means...consider it a bed and lie in it, get your rest.

But do me a favor and ask yourself one question first, First:

If you're so hung up on becoming the World Heavyweight Champion...mind you like Sean said, that's a GOOD thing...then how come you're settling for "Second Fiddle"??

How come you're coming after me instead of trying to earn another shot at "The King"?? You call me a coward and scared for backing out of an offer by the man himself to take a shot at being the one with my hand raised, my own title up for grabs as the catch but what about you??

Hell, it started with Stevens but then you made it known that you wanted to take a shot at Copycat.

That is, until Copycat humiliated you at your own game, then you're heading for the door like you've got diarrhea....and let's just say that if that's the case then YOU BET I'm gonna skip out on that joyous occasion.

I call you a disgrace and a failure because of two reasons:

A) I can.

And B ) You can't prove to me otherwise.

I mean come on...how old are you?? Everyone's preparing to compete for their match, by working out and training but you're sitting there creeping people out by playing the part of a "Child-Molester" by having "Tea" and playing with stuffed animals.

If you can't figure out what's wrong with that picture after THAT, then maybe you don't belong in wrestling in the first place...First.

But since it's you, I'll explain it to you one more time but this time in a way that maybe "Sally Hotpockets" can break it down for you:

I'm not facing Sean Stevens...not in Greensboro, not at Aggression. Unless it's something better, then I'm not facing "Triple X" Sean Stevens, not now in Empire Pro or in any Profession.

But hear this...after this week, one day you'll see me face Sean Stevens, whether it's for the World Heavyweight title or by virtue of the next best step, it'll be on my terms of conditions before he gets a REALITY CHECK.

You can all it a curse, or throw a "Crybaby-Tantrum" First....but either way it'll be one you or Sean won't like.

Now if you don't mind...I've got better things to do...

So take a HIKE.

(Fadeout)

TSiegel · Jun 4, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

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(Cueup: "Metal Health (Bang Your Head)" by Quiet Riot)

(Fade in on Copycat sitting in a director's chair in an otherwise more or less featureless room. He wears jeans, a black Anthology T-shirt and, inexplicably, a striped party hat. In his mouth is one of those stupid party noisemakers, and festively colored balloons hang down from the ceiling above him. Copycat gives a toot on the noisemaker, then takes it out of his mouth and looks into the camera)

Copycat: I may not have the same ... enthusiasm for it as a Shawn Hart or a Jared Wells, but let it never be said that the Cat doesn't love a party. And since my training to get back into in-ring condition has taken away from the time I can spend acting and hanging out with celebrities, there's been a reduction lately in the number of parties I've been able to attend. So I figured, why not throw a party right now?

(Copycat toots the noisemaker again, then spits it out)

Copycat: Alas, no one came. I suppose that's what I get for mentioning on the invitations that the party is in Sean Stevens' honor.

(He pinches the bridge of his nose as if embarrassed)

Copycat: I'm sorry, that's a terrible joke. Sometimes you just can't resist, y'know?

(He shrugs)

Copycat: But all "Durr my opponent has no friends hyuk hyuk!" jokes aside, I really am putting on this shindig in honor of Triple X, our most amazing EPW World Heavyweight Champion. You see, he somehow managed to pick up on and point out something that I thought no one would ever learn. He, incredibly, managed to notice that -- wait for it -- some of the things I've said here in EPW have AT SOME POINT BEEN SAID BEFORE IN SOME WAY BY OTHER PEOPLE, PROBABLY! Our champion's amazing ability to perceive the hidden truths of things around him chills me to the bone, I admit it. Shock astonishment amazement awe flabbergastedness. That last one is a word, and anyone who tells you different is a liar.

(Copycat pauses, as if he's thinking about that one)

Copycat: Now, I could go on and on about how it's totally different for me to do things that have been done than it is for Sean Stevens, but I won't waste anyone's time. I'm well aware that there's a certain lack of originality to my current direction. I wouldn't claim to be the first guy to decry the state of wrestling today and resolve himself to do something about it. I wouldn't expect to be the first guy to point out to Stevens that he's less of a future hall of famer than an "Insert Champion Here" type. Hey, everyone world champion gets accused of that, right? I know I have been, and shoot, on one of those occasions it was nothing if not the god's honest truth. I wouldn't even pretend to be the first guy to understand, on some level at least, just what it is about Sean Stevens that makes him so generic.

(Copycat looks up at the balloon strings dangling down until he spots one with an index card tied to the end, after which he grabs that string)

Copycat: The difference between me and those other guys who've said the same things to Sean is not that I understand his game; it's that I can explain it. See, like so many competitors' attitudes, Triple X's whole biggest-baddest-meanest-sonuvagun-walking-the-earth thing can only be generated by him to a certain extent. After he's done all he can do to back up that hilarious claim, it's up to the people he tells to carry it along for him. To his credit, he's done a yeoman's job of convincing people he's everything he says he is and more. And part of that process is striking down anyone who dares say otherwise.

(Copycat pulls the balloon whose string he has a hold on close to him. He holds it so the side -- which features Sean Stevens' name and face -- is visible to the camera)

Copycat: After I gave Sean a little taste of the brilliant analytical mind of the Smartest Player in the Game, his first instinct was to fire back that I'm wasting my time trying to analyze him and that I'm boring everyone by doing it. That's the initial response I usually get, of course. And while I'm no more invincible than the next man, make no mistake, a lot of guys who've said the same have found themselves on the losing end of the LitterBomb and the Cat's Claw when all was said and done. Now, I understand that's Sean's default response, but anyone who knows anything should know it won't work on the Cat. Guys with minds like Stevens' need to hold onto that image they project, and for Stevens himself -- whose entire image is predicated on the idea that no matter who he's up against, he'll come out on top -- that's even more important than usual.

(Copycat turns the balloon over and grabs hold of the knot keeping it closed)

Copycat: For the sake of EPW -- and, indeed, the sake of this business in general -- guys like Stevens who have nothing but a facade of an image they must constantly struggle to maintain cannot be allowed to reign at the top. There's nothing wrong with being a fighting champion, and there's nothing wrong with being a tough guy. But where a true fighting champion would not place his own priorities over those of the business that has allowed him to achieve what he has achieved, Stevens and so many like him have put so much work into the image that they are unwilling to do anything to change, even if it must be at the expense of the business. That's not being a fighting champion. That's just being scared. Scared that any sign of perceived weakness -- even if that weakness is something like respect or admitted fallibility -- will lead to one's downfall. Why does Stevens bother to regale us with these tragic tales of his harried past? Because they explain how he got to be the way he is? Or because they enforce his statements of what he claims to be?

(Copycat begins picking at the knot, as those preparing to loosen it)

Copycat: My mission, and that of the Anthology, is to see to it that a man like Sean Stevens is not able to destroy the industry we helped shape for his own gain. I could start to bring about Stevens' downfall by slowly draining him of what he needs to keep his charade in place -- the image of him as an implacable champion who fears nothing and no one. Everyone has fears, and if Stevens' constant hammering of his baddest-dude-on-the-planet persona is any indication, his fear is not being taken seriously. That means that the fewer people who take Triple X seriously, the worse for his mental state and the worse for his title reign. Just look at the thinly veiled contempt he harbors for the First. What's the difference between Triple X and the First, if not the fact that Stevens is taken seriously and the First is not? Does anyone think the First will be the deciding factor in his and Stevens' match with myself and Cameron Cruise at Aggression, except possibly inasmuch as it will be his blundering that leads to the Anthology's victory? I can lay the groundwork for Stevens' downfall, and the rescue of his business from the dark depths to which it has fallen, by slowly and methodically depriving him of the hot air he needs to remain puffed up. So to speak.

(Copycat acts as if he's going to untie the knot, but then lets it go instead)

Copycat: But just in case slow and methodical isn't the fashion of the day, I have an alternative plan.

(Quick as a flash, Copycat pulls out a pin and jabs it into the balloon, popping it instantly)

Copycat: The First's inability to win a match against the Anthology is one of the main reasons no one expects him to be scoring any pinfalls at Aggression. And so, too, will Stevens' aura of invincibility be rent asunder when he, the man who said he could not be beat by the likes of Cameron Cruise or myself, falls to the Anthology. No matter how many times a man like Stevens claims to be the best, all it takes is one loss to lose that title, one instance of being beaten both mentally and physically. Come Aggression, Stevens will no longer hold that title. Cameron Cruise and I will see to that.

(Copycat grins widely)

Copycat: And for the sake of the wrestling business as we know it, we can all be glad that won't be the only title he loses by the time the Anthology's work is complete.

(Fade out)

The Great Eye · Jun 4, 2009

Re: AGGRESSION 44: Main Event - Cameron Cruise (c) & Copycat vs. First & Sean Stevens

(FADEIN: The First standing in front of the camera, behind him the young girl plays with the stuffed horses.)

FIRST: At this point, everything we say is an insult to the universe is an insult, our speech is a blasphemy against the glorious silence that washes over everyone and everything if they would but take the time to enjoy it...

You call me a loser, I call you cowards...Stevens calls you cowards...You make up some horrible lame insults for Stevens for his current run of excellence is such that about the only leg you would have to stand on against him is the fact that I beat his ass...And if you went there then that would be giving me credit, so you can't even do that...So I think the cycle of life that is this promo fest has been pretty much covered in this 30 second sound bite...

But the beast that is the EPW Hype machine needs more then that, it wants to hear in graphic painful detail how I'm going to crush the two of you, how I'm going to dominate this match and prove to everyone once again, why I am the best wrestler in EPW...And honestly I'd love to do that...But let's be honest here...

Let's make this clear, Anthology exists as a talentless hodge podge of ne're-do-wells, has-beens, never-will-bes, scoundrels, hooligans, thugs, curtain jerkers, punch-clock-humping-drones, tag alongs, flunkies, mid-life crisis suffering buffoons who seek to sleep with 18 year olds to feel better about their failed careers in wrestling, four-flushers, snake oil-peddlers, liars, and hucksters...That's all it is and all it ever will be...

All you have going for you is numbers, other guy comes alone, you bring two, other side brings 2, you bring three...And so on and so forth...

I'm sure you're factoring in that Stalker may be at ringside, so that means you'll be pulling a name out of the flunkie hat...Jared Wells has the night off...So I'm sure he'll be told to thug it up at ringside...So that'll make it a fair fight...So now all I can think of is that you're counting on either Shawn Hart or Larry Tact surviving their matches in such condition that they'll be able to be the final killing blow in this almost assured clusterf*ck of a match...

So I guess I gotta get my popcorn ready and start hoping that Winters and Anarky cripple the other members of Anthology to keep it a tag match, otherwise, even if Stalker drags out Fusenhoff on his leash, the forces of good and justice are stuck shorthanded Vs the Anthology 5 on 4 power play...

And that's what makes this really all so sad and tragic in the end, is that you had the thug army ready to go, you had everything you could want, and the EPW World Champion offered himself up to you on a silver platter...I mean honestly...Ref bump, Copycat with a tire iron...And you're the king of the world...

Hell, if you so much as breathed on Stevens after that all happened you would call it a clean win...If you had been around for it, I'm sure you would have been waiting in the parking lot of the hospital in Dallas where JFK went to after getting shot...You could have reality checked him for a win and claimed Oswald had nothing to do with your victory...

And yet you're the hope of wrestling, you're the hope Copycat was seeking...I wonder if he really meant it...I wonder truly if he's found hope...And in finding hope...Has he found what he was he was seeking...Or is it merely the lies that he wants to hear, repeated over and over again...Soothing a damaged ego and a frayed mind...

The only thing I'd worry about if I was Copycat...Is that maybe that's not the way the chase is going...Maybe he's while he's blindly looking hope...Maybe hope seeks him...

I can not imagine the horror, the nightmare that would befall him, the day hope finds him...When it reveals itself to him as the greatest evil in this world...It could break him...

It could break you...

(Shakes head)

Hope

What hope is there...For any off you...Any of us?

(Shakes his head, looks at the girl playing with the stuffed horses)

It troubles me deeply...So I shall not deal with it...Back to the tea party with me...

Pax Vobiscum

(First walks back towards the girl, he seems cheerful as he talks to her as we FADEOUT)

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