Re: AGGRESSION 49: MAIN EVENT - Anarky & Shawn Hart (c) vs. Sean Stevens (c) & Larry
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"The public builds you up to break you down, Anarky. ...but I won't insult your intelligence by assuming you didn't already know that. But, for everyone else that doesn't? If you want to know exactly what that statement means, I'll be more than delighted to tell you." [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]FADE: The scene opened zoomed in on the face of EPW World Heavyweight Champion, SEAN "TRIPLE X" STEVENS. Slowly, the camera panned backwards, revealing a man, dressed in the finest garments – fit for a king – in front of a green screened image, of the Roman Coliseum. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Four thousand dollar Dolce and Gabanna sunglasses? Check.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Forty-five thousand dollar, cream colored, Eton dress shirt made of Egyptian cotton, with the tie to match? You betcha. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]One hundred thousand dollar Alexander Amosu suit, one point five million dollar Vacherin Constantin watch, and diamond cufflinks? Check, check ... and, check. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: It means that Marcus Westcott never stood a chance at replacing your Emperor as EPW King of the Cage. Neither did JA, who attempted to dethrone me before him. It means that Rocko Daymon, Joe The Plumber, Lindsay Troy, Joey Melton, Eli Flair, High Flyer, The Deacon, "The Greatest American Hero" Hornet, and Dan Ryan – a virtual who's who of the wrestling industry – are great, some can even boast of being granted access into a fraternity where only legends reside ... but in the process of solidifying my place in this industry as THE legend, when push came to shove ... I vanquished them all." [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]The champ boasted, confidently. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: I am the last man standing, pound for pound, I am the absolute best in the world ... and, there's not a wrestler alive that can justifiably challenge that. But, that leaves wrestling with a dilemma. In an industry filled with drama, and nail biting suspense, I have successfully made it boring. And, that's when the machine came into play. There's no money, no value, no positive gain out of telling the public that Sean Stevens is going to win again. So the EPW machine plays with the public's intelligence, it builds up these "heroes", these people strategically placed in situations designed to sell the audience on the fact that this time, it's going to be different. ...and, while it never is, it gives the audience a prayer, it gives the audience something to believe in. It gives the audience...[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"... Hope."[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]The EPW World Heavyweight Champion sighed deeply, then continued.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: Just one year ago, nobody knew who Layne Winters was – and, a lot of people still don't. Just one year ago, Brian Nadalny was the weak link of a weak tag team, that reigned over a weak tag division that nobody took seriously ... and Shawn Hart was an Anthology afterthought. Nostradamus wouldn't have predicted such a meteoric rise in position and power in Empire Pro Wrestling, and each of you individuals have succeeded in unrealistically convincing yourselves that it was your hard work that put you in this position. ...which makes you just like everyone else, Anarky.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"You think you're here because of destiny? ...fate? Silly rabbit. You're here because the machine ran out of options. That two thousand year old Vampire Slayer, you call a partner, delusionally convinced himself that by kicking his ass soundly three months ago, propelled him to a level that he couldn't reach on his own, and has used my name as a bargaining chip ever since. As a result? He got over. Crowds that loathe me, started to cheer him, not because they love him, but because they're fickle, and will hop on any bandwagon that opposes me ... and, the EPW saw this as an opportunity to sell t-shirts. But, even Dan Ryan was smart enough to realize that The First couldn't do it alone, so he started stringing you all along like puppets, putting you all in situations where your common weaknesses were put on display for the other to admire, and eventually you took the bait."[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]The Emperor of Empire Pro Wrestling unbuckled his one point five million dollar watch, dropping it to the floor carelessly, removed his suit jacket, and began to unbutton his shirt.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: ...and, here you are: Hope. The ragtag, renegade band of warriors vowing to free the Empire from the tyranny of the ruthless Emperor and his peers, The Anthology. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"You hang out in the bowels of the arena."[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]The shirt was completely unbuttoned. Stevens removed it, and tossed it on the ground as if it were trash, and not some commoner's annual salary. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: You plan sneak attacks, that get the crowd in a frenzy."[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Next up, was the dress pants. Trip unbuttoned, then unzipped them, stripping down to a pair of black basketball shorts. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: ...then you pat yourselves on the back for one-upping the rich, evil ruler and compliment each other for believing in something other than the mighty dollar, and being so clever." [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]All that was left were the sunglasses. The "Blue-Eyed Badass" removed them dropping them on the ground, and crushing them with his foot. Other than his shorts, and tattoos, the champion was now bare.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: But, what you all fail to realize is, before the expensive suits, watches, and fancy sunglasses, back when I was poor, a neophyte, without a dollar to my name ... I had THESE."[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]Sean raised two clenched fists directly in front of the camera.[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]TRIPLE X: And, when the Hollywood soap opera ends, and it's time to roll up my sleeves, and put on my construction boots to get the job done, I have no problem converting, because I am in my element. [/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]"The world keeps looking for holes in my repertoire, for weaknesses in my approach, and point to the flash, in hopes that it means I have no substance, and that's where you all fail. I am not some spoon fed rich guy that bought his way into fortune, fame, and championships ... I am a fighter, that won fortune, fame, and championships through fighting. And, the EPW can build your little group up as threats, and you can create your clever little catch phrases, and t-shirts, but ultimately, the story ends the same way every story ends ... I win and you lose. And, what's worse? I now have a group of peers that believe the same philosophy that I subscribe to: I came, I saw, I conquered."[/FONT]
[FONT=Tahoma, sans-serif]FTB[/FONT]