AGGRESSION 60: Non-Title Match: Cameron Cruise (c) vs. Adrian Willard
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John Doe
The Anorexic Ethiopian
One Match. One Win.
FADE IN...
Adrian Willard walks in from the from of the camera, back facing the lens, as he turns around on an EPW Aggression backdrop and looks at the camera shaking his head almost like he is ashamed.
Cameron...
Adrian pauses.
Cameron...
He pauses again then smiles.
How do I even start? Other than, look at you. Television champion and making your way DOWN the EPW ladder. After that shamble of the Cameron Cruise project. Former IC Champ, take it down a few pegs, and we have Television Champ.
But hey, we all can't be perfect, we all can't have...
How shall I say it?
That check of reality?
Heh.
Adrian looks down at the ground and gives a half-assed point at it.
But hell Cameron, how long has it been? Five, six years, give or take. And Dan Ryan has taken you and literally bent you over for the pretty boy you are.
And you take it.
Again.
And again.
And again.
And...again. No need to continue you are smart enough to get the idea. I don't need to break it down. Hell in all honesty, if we think about it all, everything around you has literally collapsed. Left Joey Melton now he is with Hornet in the finals of the PWC and you are...on the sidelines. But hey so was I, except the problem is, Joey Melton isn't my ex tag partner.
But I rooted for you Cameron, I said if I couldn't get the job done against Hornet a man like you, with your skill, with your tenacity, you can. I guess you can't bet on the long shot. But we aren't mooks, we aren't here to talk about what happened in PWC.
Or that crumbling company New Era.
Or A1E.
Hell, for that matter even CSWA.
He shrugs for a brief moment
We are here to talk about the biggest name on ESEN, the biggest company on ESEN, the most WATCHED company world wide. E-P-W.
Your rise, your decent, the fans see it, I see it, hell everyone sees it. Not like I give a damn what the fans think. Or Dan Ryan. Or even Dis or that bum Stalker.
And through all your trials, your tribulations, Cameron, you still haven't had your hands gripped around that World Title.
But nor have I Cameron, nor have I. That's what makes this so magical, that's what gives this meaning. My first match right here, in Empire, Cam what else can I ask for?
Against you, the current Television Champ. The perfect and most honorable rung on my climb to greater glory.
One would say you are even note worthy in this company.
A nice decent pause he gives.
One would say that is.
Others would say you are like a disease.
And that Dan Ryan has tried so hard to drag you out of the title scene, to keep you from being the front man of Empire.
Then again look at it from his point of view, why give YOU that opportunity.
Why spoil the reputation with slop.
Well...then again we can give the title shot to Copycat...who wants to change wrestling with his PLAN.
Yet never tells us what that plan is nor does he have one.
Or....OR....we can give it to a man just as, if not OLDER, than Hornet by the name of Anarky.
Yes, because those two men who were hand-fed to the top tier are front men.
One man a delirious idiot who wants to change the world.
The other hates the world and the oxygen in it.
Mocking clap
Sheer winners.
And your plan in all of it is what Cameron, retain that belt? Work hard to hold onto it for dear life.
Until when?
You face another Donovan Astros?
Another Karl Brown or Adam Benjamin?
Cream of the crop, Cameron, really.
But even as futile as this company has made you, broke you down, and treated you like the ugly red head child that you are you still weasel your way to a double-you. But then again, any wrestler can win at any moment.
If you need an example, see Lindsay Troy.
Adrian smirks with amusement
It's all about the challenge, Cameron.
You need a challenge, you strive for a challenge.
May it be in Baltimore, or New York, you need that thick of battle.
And as you sit, and wait, and ponder how that belt got around your waist.
Should you take the route to believe it was hard work and dedication. Which you most likely will not do. Most likely, you will say you KNOW how you got it, being the best, ramble, rant, bullsh-t, and so forth.
But should you take that route and believe it Cameron, even the greatest of lies, is still a lie.
And even the the greatest of man, is nothing more than flesh and bones.
Flesh can tear open.
And bones can break.
But I am not one to embellish.
I am not one to say I will do these things upon you.
I am simply here to wrestle.
Simply here to win.
Match one.
Win one.
In the over all picture there is no choice, decision, or option.
It's all been envisioned.
FADE OUT
FADE IN...
Adrian Willard walks in from the from of the camera, back facing the lens, as he turns around on an EPW Aggression backdrop and looks at the camera shaking his head almost like he is ashamed.
Cameron...
Adrian pauses.
Cameron...
He pauses again then smiles.
How do I even start? Other than, look at you. Television champion and making your way DOWN the EPW ladder. After that shamble of the Cameron Cruise project. Former IC Champ, take it down a few pegs, and we have Television Champ.
But hey, we all can't be perfect, we all can't have...
How shall I say it?
That check of reality?
Heh.
Adrian looks down at the ground and gives a half-assed point at it.
But hell Cameron, how long has it been? Five, six years, give or take. And Dan Ryan has taken you and literally bent you over for the pretty boy you are.
And you take it.
Again.
And again.
And again.
And...again. No need to continue you are smart enough to get the idea. I don't need to break it down. Hell in all honesty, if we think about it all, everything around you has literally collapsed. Left Joey Melton now he is with Hornet in the finals of the PWC and you are...on the sidelines. But hey so was I, except the problem is, Joey Melton isn't my ex tag partner.
But I rooted for you Cameron, I said if I couldn't get the job done against Hornet a man like you, with your skill, with your tenacity, you can. I guess you can't bet on the long shot. But we aren't mooks, we aren't here to talk about what happened in PWC.
Or that crumbling company New Era.
Or A1E.
Hell, for that matter even CSWA.
He shrugs for a brief moment
We are here to talk about the biggest name on ESEN, the biggest company on ESEN, the most WATCHED company world wide. E-P-W.
Your rise, your decent, the fans see it, I see it, hell everyone sees it. Not like I give a damn what the fans think. Or Dan Ryan. Or even Dis or that bum Stalker.
And through all your trials, your tribulations, Cameron, you still haven't had your hands gripped around that World Title.
But nor have I Cameron, nor have I. That's what makes this so magical, that's what gives this meaning. My first match right here, in Empire, Cam what else can I ask for?
Against you, the current Television Champ. The perfect and most honorable rung on my climb to greater glory.
One would say you are even note worthy in this company.
A nice decent pause he gives.
One would say that is.
Others would say you are like a disease.
And that Dan Ryan has tried so hard to drag you out of the title scene, to keep you from being the front man of Empire.
Then again look at it from his point of view, why give YOU that opportunity.
Why spoil the reputation with slop.
Well...then again we can give the title shot to Copycat...who wants to change wrestling with his PLAN.
Yet never tells us what that plan is nor does he have one.
Or....OR....we can give it to a man just as, if not OLDER, than Hornet by the name of Anarky.
Yes, because those two men who were hand-fed to the top tier are front men.
One man a delirious idiot who wants to change the world.
The other hates the world and the oxygen in it.
Mocking clap
Sheer winners.
And your plan in all of it is what Cameron, retain that belt? Work hard to hold onto it for dear life.
Until when?
You face another Donovan Astros?
Another Karl Brown or Adam Benjamin?
Cream of the crop, Cameron, really.
But even as futile as this company has made you, broke you down, and treated you like the ugly red head child that you are you still weasel your way to a double-you. But then again, any wrestler can win at any moment.
If you need an example, see Lindsay Troy.
Adrian smirks with amusement
It's all about the challenge, Cameron.
You need a challenge, you strive for a challenge.
May it be in Baltimore, or New York, you need that thick of battle.
And as you sit, and wait, and ponder how that belt got around your waist.
Should you take the route to believe it was hard work and dedication. Which you most likely will not do. Most likely, you will say you KNOW how you got it, being the best, ramble, rant, bullsh-t, and so forth.
But should you take that route and believe it Cameron, even the greatest of lies, is still a lie.
And even the the greatest of man, is nothing more than flesh and bones.
Flesh can tear open.
And bones can break.
But I am not one to embellish.
I am not one to say I will do these things upon you.
I am simply here to wrestle.
Simply here to win.
Match one.
Win one.
In the over all picture there is no choice, decision, or option.
It's all been envisioned.
FADE OUT
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TSiegel
I spoil things.
Re: One Match. MY Win.
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro Aggression backdrop (the company logo dressed in a cursive font), dressed in blue jeans, a black T-shirt and his trademark Anarchy-style shades in blue. Over his right shoulder rests the Empire Pro Television Championship, shined so nice that every other move he makes a light flashes across the title.)
CRUISE: Well, well, well....Adrian Willard.
Paraphrasing your moniker....Empire Pro's MESSIAH....has returned.
The interesting thing about that moniker Adrian, is that most people see that label as a SINGULAR term, for the most part.
Yet...if you think about it....Empire Pro has employed MULTIPLE people with that title.
Dallas Winston.
Sebastian Dodd...who coincidently held the Intercontinental title he was awarded with by defeating JA....NOT an easy task...but yet was also the same man whom I defeated for my FIRST Intercontinental Championship.
And then there's you.
A man that's so HUMBLED, that you PROUDLY lay the hype of how great a competitor I am that you were gone from active competition largely impart to an injury, one suffered by the hands of yours truly.
Now, to me that's an anomaly of sorts, and I'll tell you why.
You see...I don't want you to misunderstand the level of confidence I have in my ability to wrestle, Adrian, let's face it; it's what I DO, and I do it well.
But never have I really heard of an instance where an athlete walks around in stride, head held high with a smile with claims that you only took time off because of an injury that EYE gave you.
Hell I'm just out here to wrestle, man, to prove I'm one of the best, just like everyone else.
The fact is Adrian, don't mistake my decisions in my career as losing a step, if anything...it's a step AHEAD.
Nevermind the Cameron Cruise Project, nevermind Anthology, the fact is I'm the Empire Pro Television Champion because I did EXACTLY what I said I was going to do at Wrestleverse and that was DEFEAT Donovan Astros.
A feat mind you, that not many people have been able to accomplish as of late.
But the fact is that Donovan Astros had it coming.
Taking over for a man that was SUPPOSED to be my partner in the King of the Cage tournament, it was nice to know that someone was able to step up to my corner, standing across the likes of Karl Brown, Michael Bastard and that other japanese kid.
But the fact is this...when it came to the Finals, when it came to the EPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP...
Astros didn't show up.
Oh he was there to compete, don't get me wrong...but really...
He didn't, and that's something that I just can't have.
I single-handedly caused the Tag Team Championship to change hands on two occasions, but then again...all that and what I've accomplished...
Well that's just a tad more than what you've been able to do lately, isn't it??
Funny thing is, Adrian...is that you think Dan Ryan throws challenges my way as a sense of belittling me.
As a way of looking DOWN, down on what I can accomplish inside that squared circle.
I see things differently.
I see things now in regards to what Dan Ryan gives me as a challenge my ability for the BETTER.
Dan Ryan gave me my opportunities at being an Intercontinental Champion and I took advantage, largely in part because I wanted to prove that I could do more than just be a source of relief in a tag team match.
But you're not the first one I sent packing, Adrian, no sir.
You look at the tapes, look at my SECOND Intercontinental Championship opportunity, one against Troy Douglas, a man who ALSO has a bit of a problem with having his hand raised in a match against me.
I not only defeated him for the Intercontinental Championship, but I sent him to the HOSPITAL.
Now granted, things were alittle different back then but as I said, I was out to prove a point, and I'll be damned if I didn't do that and THEN SOME.
(Cruise smiles and started to slowly pace back and forth in front of the backdrop, his shades and the Television Championship continuing to shine.)
So you decide to bring up the PWC experience.
Yeah, I'm on the sidelines while Hornet is up against Joey Melton in the Finals.
But yet you forget momentary minor factors; had I defeated Hornet, yeah...I'd have gained a measure of redemption, this is true.
But you're forgetting one thing.
I still have to go up against Michael Manson to get to that point.
Now again, I've been doing this thing we call wrestling so long, I can't honestly remember if I've faced Manson before or not, but the fact is that Michael Manson is Michael Manson for a reason.
That in-and-of-itself could've very well been MY Championship Finals match for PWC, because to be honest...I don't know how well I can keep up with Manson, even with his time away from the ring.
But you see...all that doesn't really matter at this point.
The fact is that I've ALREADY BEATEN Joey Melton, a feat not many have been able to attain either but nonetheless one I accomplished at Black Dawn.
You're only able to protrude the ever-so-longing story of "remember when I almost beat..."
And insert a world-wide-name-here.
Nevertheless though, Adrian...you're right.
EYE, Cameron Cruise...have been an employee for Empire Pro the better part of ten years, still not the Empire Pro World Heavyweight Champion....and I can probably count the title shots I've had all on one hand, the most recent at Unleashed last year.
But you see, there's one difference in that footnote, Adrian.
Shawn Hart, Sean Stevens, The First...all three other competitors in that match....
GONE.
And I'm still HERE.
Which speaks VOLUMES, if you wanna go that route, but I won't.
You say that "one would say I'm are even note worthy in this company."
Sure...if by one you mean YOU.
The fact is, Adrian, I'm a STOCKHOLDER of this company, and by that I mean that just because I'm the Television Champion in this company doesn't mean that I've lost a step.
I'm out to prove to the WORLD...that while this isn't the World Heavyweight Championship, I'm out to defend it LIKE it's the World Heavyweight Championship.
That's why Dan Ryan gives me the opportunities, Willard.
Because he knows deep down that I bust my ASS for it, and Wrestleverse is the latest evidence of just that.
You wanna know my plans, Adrian??
Fine, I've got nothing to hide.
I plan on holding onto the Television Championship, and hold onto it as long as possible until either someone manages to beat me for it or Dan Ryan gives me a shot at something better.
ONE-THING-BETTER.
And that's just it.
Men like Karl Brown...they have that chance.
They know that they're skills are GOOD ENOUGH.
You want a Reality Check, Willard??
I've never said "I was the greatest of man".
In a manner of speaking...YOU did.
I've never said I was perfect, but yet with the exception of this title present, I've become a Champion in this company multiple times, so that comes pretty close to it.
You??
"The Messiah"??
You've barely sniffed close enough to a TITLE SHOT.
According to you, I took you out of action once with an injury...not exactly my intent this go 'round, but I've already proved myself better than you then.
My title might not be on the line in Baltimore, Willard, but rest assured....
I've no qualms with giving you a different vision, one of a "Deja Vu", kind.
Because afterward, maybe then...you just might have it in mind that I can do it....again.
And again.
AND AGAIN.
Not because you won't like it...
But because I CAN.
FADEOUT
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro Aggression backdrop (the company logo dressed in a cursive font), dressed in blue jeans, a black T-shirt and his trademark Anarchy-style shades in blue. Over his right shoulder rests the Empire Pro Television Championship, shined so nice that every other move he makes a light flashes across the title.)
CRUISE: Well, well, well....Adrian Willard.
Paraphrasing your moniker....Empire Pro's MESSIAH....has returned.
The interesting thing about that moniker Adrian, is that most people see that label as a SINGULAR term, for the most part.
Yet...if you think about it....Empire Pro has employed MULTIPLE people with that title.
Dallas Winston.
Sebastian Dodd...who coincidently held the Intercontinental title he was awarded with by defeating JA....NOT an easy task...but yet was also the same man whom I defeated for my FIRST Intercontinental Championship.
And then there's you.
A man that's so HUMBLED, that you PROUDLY lay the hype of how great a competitor I am that you were gone from active competition largely impart to an injury, one suffered by the hands of yours truly.
Now, to me that's an anomaly of sorts, and I'll tell you why.
You see...I don't want you to misunderstand the level of confidence I have in my ability to wrestle, Adrian, let's face it; it's what I DO, and I do it well.
But never have I really heard of an instance where an athlete walks around in stride, head held high with a smile with claims that you only took time off because of an injury that EYE gave you.
Hell I'm just out here to wrestle, man, to prove I'm one of the best, just like everyone else.
The fact is Adrian, don't mistake my decisions in my career as losing a step, if anything...it's a step AHEAD.
Nevermind the Cameron Cruise Project, nevermind Anthology, the fact is I'm the Empire Pro Television Champion because I did EXACTLY what I said I was going to do at Wrestleverse and that was DEFEAT Donovan Astros.
A feat mind you, that not many people have been able to accomplish as of late.
But the fact is that Donovan Astros had it coming.
Taking over for a man that was SUPPOSED to be my partner in the King of the Cage tournament, it was nice to know that someone was able to step up to my corner, standing across the likes of Karl Brown, Michael Bastard and that other japanese kid.
But the fact is this...when it came to the Finals, when it came to the EPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP...
Astros didn't show up.
Oh he was there to compete, don't get me wrong...but really...
He didn't, and that's something that I just can't have.
I single-handedly caused the Tag Team Championship to change hands on two occasions, but then again...all that and what I've accomplished...
Well that's just a tad more than what you've been able to do lately, isn't it??
Funny thing is, Adrian...is that you think Dan Ryan throws challenges my way as a sense of belittling me.
As a way of looking DOWN, down on what I can accomplish inside that squared circle.
I see things differently.
I see things now in regards to what Dan Ryan gives me as a challenge my ability for the BETTER.
Dan Ryan gave me my opportunities at being an Intercontinental Champion and I took advantage, largely in part because I wanted to prove that I could do more than just be a source of relief in a tag team match.
But you're not the first one I sent packing, Adrian, no sir.
You look at the tapes, look at my SECOND Intercontinental Championship opportunity, one against Troy Douglas, a man who ALSO has a bit of a problem with having his hand raised in a match against me.
I not only defeated him for the Intercontinental Championship, but I sent him to the HOSPITAL.
Now granted, things were alittle different back then but as I said, I was out to prove a point, and I'll be damned if I didn't do that and THEN SOME.
(Cruise smiles and started to slowly pace back and forth in front of the backdrop, his shades and the Television Championship continuing to shine.)
So you decide to bring up the PWC experience.
Yeah, I'm on the sidelines while Hornet is up against Joey Melton in the Finals.
But yet you forget momentary minor factors; had I defeated Hornet, yeah...I'd have gained a measure of redemption, this is true.
But you're forgetting one thing.
I still have to go up against Michael Manson to get to that point.
Now again, I've been doing this thing we call wrestling so long, I can't honestly remember if I've faced Manson before or not, but the fact is that Michael Manson is Michael Manson for a reason.
That in-and-of-itself could've very well been MY Championship Finals match for PWC, because to be honest...I don't know how well I can keep up with Manson, even with his time away from the ring.
But you see...all that doesn't really matter at this point.
The fact is that I've ALREADY BEATEN Joey Melton, a feat not many have been able to attain either but nonetheless one I accomplished at Black Dawn.
You're only able to protrude the ever-so-longing story of "remember when I almost beat..."
And insert a world-wide-name-here.
Nevertheless though, Adrian...you're right.
EYE, Cameron Cruise...have been an employee for Empire Pro the better part of ten years, still not the Empire Pro World Heavyweight Champion....and I can probably count the title shots I've had all on one hand, the most recent at Unleashed last year.
But you see, there's one difference in that footnote, Adrian.
Shawn Hart, Sean Stevens, The First...all three other competitors in that match....
GONE.
And I'm still HERE.
Which speaks VOLUMES, if you wanna go that route, but I won't.
You say that "one would say I'm are even note worthy in this company."
Sure...if by one you mean YOU.
The fact is, Adrian, I'm a STOCKHOLDER of this company, and by that I mean that just because I'm the Television Champion in this company doesn't mean that I've lost a step.
I'm out to prove to the WORLD...that while this isn't the World Heavyweight Championship, I'm out to defend it LIKE it's the World Heavyweight Championship.
That's why Dan Ryan gives me the opportunities, Willard.
Because he knows deep down that I bust my ASS for it, and Wrestleverse is the latest evidence of just that.
You wanna know my plans, Adrian??
Fine, I've got nothing to hide.
I plan on holding onto the Television Championship, and hold onto it as long as possible until either someone manages to beat me for it or Dan Ryan gives me a shot at something better.
ONE-THING-BETTER.
And that's just it.
Men like Karl Brown...they have that chance.
They know that they're skills are GOOD ENOUGH.
You want a Reality Check, Willard??
I've never said "I was the greatest of man".
In a manner of speaking...YOU did.
I've never said I was perfect, but yet with the exception of this title present, I've become a Champion in this company multiple times, so that comes pretty close to it.
You??
"The Messiah"??
You've barely sniffed close enough to a TITLE SHOT.
According to you, I took you out of action once with an injury...not exactly my intent this go 'round, but I've already proved myself better than you then.
My title might not be on the line in Baltimore, Willard, but rest assured....
I've no qualms with giving you a different vision, one of a "Deja Vu", kind.
Because afterward, maybe then...you just might have it in mind that I can do it....again.
And again.
AND AGAIN.
Not because you won't like it...
But because I CAN.
FADEOUT
John Doe
The Anorexic Ethiopian
FADE IN...
The Museum of Science and Industry. Adrian Willard is sitting under a tesla coil that is mounted the the ceiling of the second floor. The coil erupts in a flash of lightning, Willard is wearing a Hammerfall t-shirt and a pair of camo shorts. He stands be the railing look down at the crowd below, paying no attention to the camera.
Messiah, really Cameron, really? The Messiah? You act as if I wake up daily dreaming of some future event. As though I have the gift of second sight.
If that was the case, I wouldn't be here.
I am not claiming such tasks, I am a prophet of fate. I am not your miracle savior, Empire Pro's personal Jesus Christ.
I am not here for the likes of you to nail to the cross.
Figuratively of course.
But this isn't about me, it's about you and the issues I have regarding you.
The issue, Cameron, is not your ability to wrestle, not your sportsmanship, or technical expertise.
But rather your actual willingness to do it.
That's the million dollar question, that's the big cookie.
I am questioning your WILLINGNESS, Cameron. We all know you are a good, if not great wrestler, we have seen you flaunt around from coast to coast showing your excellence in ring awareness.
We have also seen you collapse under pressure. Not getting the job done, break down, and just overall fail. And I am simply talking about here at Empire, that's where the cookie crumbles.
I am a man who believes fate molds us to what we are today, even if we end up a sorry piece of sh-t.
Need I see more, CAMERON.
In fact, I do need to say more. Because in all fairness all that gold, that cheap gold, has already, in less than a few weeks ran straight up your ass.
A step ahead in your career?
Really...Cameron.
We can paint the golden picture of your victory at Wrestleverse. You going out and getting the job done. But that was last week, that was a different opponent than I.
BUT HELL!!!! Let's forget Anthology, let's forget the Cameron Cruise project, let's just shine a bring light on the one part of the carpet that isn't stained.
What do you have, Cameron? The tag team titles? The division is dead. Tag teams are as important as the Tutle Shrew.
NONEXISTENT.
What do you want me to do, applaud you?
Tell you well done, great work, you had a run with success?
No, Cameron, sorry. I will be honest with you unlike the other pipe smokers who blow smoke up your ass .
Oh yes, you have done well for yourself, running around with your banked title shots and your tag team gold. Then again in my mid thirties I would as well hope to have a few gems of my own. To show that the last upteen years of my career weren't just a waste of time.
On the flip side, we can take everything I said for granted and twist every single bit of it. Because in all honesty, you just don't listen, Cameron.
That was your problem in the past, that is the SAME problem now. I never said anything about Ryan tossing challenges at you to belittle your mid to upper card career. The way he sees things is he has a veteran that can shell out a few more years.
A man who he can get a few more merchandise sales off of.
That is the facts, here's a few stocks to shut you up and keep you fat and happy.
Unfortunately stocks don't increase your ability to wrestle, Cameron.
Stocks may show how far you have come along. Being fully vested is quite a high honor. But in my opinion having that big strap that says world champion with your name plate on it beats ANY stock option.
YOU LACK TO HAVE THAT.
This whole notion, that Ryan does it because he likes you is just a facade. A facade that you will keep tooting and talking about because you think in your mind you have made IMPACT.
Well, you did have impact. You said it, back in the day you were out to prove a point. That you were out prove you can do more. Again, back in the day.
And now, present day. You have what? Squandered your talents away? Wasted them and tossed them off to the side like a used condom?
Cameron.
Let's be realistic.
I am not trying to take what you have accomplished and say it was mere sh-t, even if it was and is, I am just saying the truth. And while you go on your crusade of how you will defend that belt like it's the World Heavyweight Championship, it all falls on deaf ears.
Simply because no one gives a damn. Let's be honest, the people as simple minded as they are know the belt around your waist is third tier. Dan Ryan has giving you a responsibility to be the man to face rookies when you know you are meant to be in the ring with the likes of Anarky.
I see it as well, but Aggression 60 you aren't in the ring with Karl Brown, Troy Douglas, or anyone else on the roster. You are in the ring with ME.
All that matters is when I put your shoulders to that canvass for three seconds. By any means I can, Cameron.
All this talking means nothing when we get in that ring together.
At the end of the day you are nothing more than a victim of fate.
A prisoner of destiny.
And when our paths cross Cameron, just be happy that title isn't on the line.
Wouldn't want to be a killjoy.
FADE OUT
The Museum of Science and Industry. Adrian Willard is sitting under a tesla coil that is mounted the the ceiling of the second floor. The coil erupts in a flash of lightning, Willard is wearing a Hammerfall t-shirt and a pair of camo shorts. He stands be the railing look down at the crowd below, paying no attention to the camera.
Messiah, really Cameron, really? The Messiah? You act as if I wake up daily dreaming of some future event. As though I have the gift of second sight.
If that was the case, I wouldn't be here.
I am not claiming such tasks, I am a prophet of fate. I am not your miracle savior, Empire Pro's personal Jesus Christ.
I am not here for the likes of you to nail to the cross.
Figuratively of course.
But this isn't about me, it's about you and the issues I have regarding you.
The issue, Cameron, is not your ability to wrestle, not your sportsmanship, or technical expertise.
But rather your actual willingness to do it.
That's the million dollar question, that's the big cookie.
I am questioning your WILLINGNESS, Cameron. We all know you are a good, if not great wrestler, we have seen you flaunt around from coast to coast showing your excellence in ring awareness.
We have also seen you collapse under pressure. Not getting the job done, break down, and just overall fail. And I am simply talking about here at Empire, that's where the cookie crumbles.
I am a man who believes fate molds us to what we are today, even if we end up a sorry piece of sh-t.
Need I see more, CAMERON.
In fact, I do need to say more. Because in all fairness all that gold, that cheap gold, has already, in less than a few weeks ran straight up your ass.
A step ahead in your career?
Really...Cameron.
We can paint the golden picture of your victory at Wrestleverse. You going out and getting the job done. But that was last week, that was a different opponent than I.
BUT HELL!!!! Let's forget Anthology, let's forget the Cameron Cruise project, let's just shine a bring light on the one part of the carpet that isn't stained.
What do you have, Cameron? The tag team titles? The division is dead. Tag teams are as important as the Tutle Shrew.
NONEXISTENT.
What do you want me to do, applaud you?
Tell you well done, great work, you had a run with success?
No, Cameron, sorry. I will be honest with you unlike the other pipe smokers who blow smoke up your ass .
Oh yes, you have done well for yourself, running around with your banked title shots and your tag team gold. Then again in my mid thirties I would as well hope to have a few gems of my own. To show that the last upteen years of my career weren't just a waste of time.
On the flip side, we can take everything I said for granted and twist every single bit of it. Because in all honesty, you just don't listen, Cameron.
That was your problem in the past, that is the SAME problem now. I never said anything about Ryan tossing challenges at you to belittle your mid to upper card career. The way he sees things is he has a veteran that can shell out a few more years.
A man who he can get a few more merchandise sales off of.
That is the facts, here's a few stocks to shut you up and keep you fat and happy.
Unfortunately stocks don't increase your ability to wrestle, Cameron.
Stocks may show how far you have come along. Being fully vested is quite a high honor. But in my opinion having that big strap that says world champion with your name plate on it beats ANY stock option.
YOU LACK TO HAVE THAT.
This whole notion, that Ryan does it because he likes you is just a facade. A facade that you will keep tooting and talking about because you think in your mind you have made IMPACT.
Well, you did have impact. You said it, back in the day you were out to prove a point. That you were out prove you can do more. Again, back in the day.
And now, present day. You have what? Squandered your talents away? Wasted them and tossed them off to the side like a used condom?
Cameron.
Let's be realistic.
I am not trying to take what you have accomplished and say it was mere sh-t, even if it was and is, I am just saying the truth. And while you go on your crusade of how you will defend that belt like it's the World Heavyweight Championship, it all falls on deaf ears.
Simply because no one gives a damn. Let's be honest, the people as simple minded as they are know the belt around your waist is third tier. Dan Ryan has giving you a responsibility to be the man to face rookies when you know you are meant to be in the ring with the likes of Anarky.
I see it as well, but Aggression 60 you aren't in the ring with Karl Brown, Troy Douglas, or anyone else on the roster. You are in the ring with ME.
All that matters is when I put your shoulders to that canvass for three seconds. By any means I can, Cameron.
All this talking means nothing when we get in that ring together.
At the end of the day you are nothing more than a victim of fate.
A prisoner of destiny.
And when our paths cross Cameron, just be happy that title isn't on the line.
Wouldn't want to be a killjoy.
FADE OUT
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I spoil things.
Pre-Game.
(Fadein on Cameron Cruise, walking the center of the Fifty-yard line at M&T Bank Stadium, home of the Baltimore Ravens. Dressed in dark blue jeans and a matching shirt and shades. He shoulders the EPW Television Championship over his left shoulder, as he paces the field in the morning of the game against the Kansas City Chiefs.)
CRUISE: I never claimed to be an English Major Willard, so you'll have to understand when I called you out on trying to be a "Messiah" and you came back with "I'm a Prophet", to me it's fairly simple.
Po-tay-toe, Po-tah-toe.
The fact is those willing to label themselves as such pillars in history, let alone the company...well...
(Cruise shrugs his shoulders)
They usually have a measure of success to back them up.
You...outside of a single tournament pair-up against Hornet (in which you STILL came up short), have little to NONE.
The fact is that my going up against Donovan Astros, yeah...that was a different opponent, different than you but the point comes in that he's also a BETTER opponent. You see, because in order for Donovan to take that next plateau, he had to beat a man of the same level and skill and the bonus factor is that that same man was Karl Brown.
It takes quite abit to break a man of that ability and skill and take his title, either by pin or submission and trust me...unlike you, I would know.
You harp on the fact that the Tag Team Titles are meaningless in this company at the point, and that the division is DEAD.
I disagree, especially when you have Karl Brown and his japanese counterpart the shining example....they defeated Steven Shane and Stalker, a task that apparently wasn't that easy to achieve.
I'm not going to give you a resume of what titles I've won and haven't over the course of the last decade-or-so of my career in this company, partly because for one; you already know what I've accomplished and two...well...
I just don't want to.
But that's easy enough for one aspect....one good turn deserves another.
What do YOU have, Adrian??
What have YOU accomplished??
You call yourself a prophet, but the fact is that the simple definition of such a title translates to:
I'm a leader.
And really Adrian...that's just not true now, is it??
For you to be a leader in this business, you have to have a measure of success against some pretty high-level talent and you haven't exactly done that just yet, have you??
Now myself, EYE can be called a leader.
EYE can step up and knowingly take that leap of faith of LEADING this company, my face on the "Dollar-Bill", so-to-speak.
Have I been successful??
Not yet.
But at least I know I CAN.
As I said before, going out and defeating a man like Astros doesn't come easy, but the bonus comes in that I did exactly what I was going to do at Wrestleverse; and that's TAKE the Television Championship from someone it didn't belong to...and strap it around the waist of someone it DID.
Namely MINE.
(Cruise starts heading the direction toward the home team's tunnel)
You see Dan Ryan as looking me at a veteran that he can..."shell out a few more years" as you say, or can market "afew more sales off of".
Maybe.
I'm not exactly a spring chicken anymore, Willard, unlike you.
That doesn't mean I'm not in the best shape, that means I'm just not as young as you.
But the natural view from Dan Ryan is easy....at least he knows I CAN market.
He's making a bargaining RISK taking you on his payroll.
Not exactly a common thing with most people, but then again...this is Dan Ryan we're talking about.
Dan Ryan isn't exactly stupid, again...unlike you, I would know.
You recently put on a good showing against Hornet, so there's potential in a "talent" like you, potential to have advantage of, and potential to look himself in the mirror in fifteen years and say "Damnit Dan...when you're good, you're GOOD."
But then on the other hand, come Aggression Sixty when you and I go one-on-one....if at the end all it looks like is a repeat performance from Wrestleverse and it turns out in my favor...and I DOMINATE??
Who's to say he won't just cut his losses and toss your ass back to the unemployment line, and call that match back in Boston you had a FLUKE??
Believe me kid, he has and he will...if you don't rise to par.
That's right...I said "rise to par".
Because right now, that's all you have.
Dan Ryan has an investment in myself that's paid him DIVIDENDS in profit, especially with my winning multiple Championships.
I HAVE made impact...and reasonably so as recent as Wrestleverse.
Is the World title among them??
Again...not yet.
But it's more than I can say for you.
The fact is, Adrian...you sit there and tell me that I've squandered my talents and wasted them away like a used condom, all that mumbo-jumbo.
You wanna know what I think??
You really wanna be realistic??
You wanna hear the TRUTH??
(Cruise stops a moment.)
You're JEALOUS.
Jealous of the fact that I've done nothing but the same thing before, during and after I put your ass on the shelf, and that's EXCELLING.
But at the end of the day, three seconds or two taps of the mat with your hand is what matters, that part I can agree with you on.
Because that's all that's happened in the past, Willard.
You COULD beat me...but that's a weakness on your part.
Casey Anthony COULD...have a normal life.
But the fact is that she hasn't and she won't, just like YOU haven't...and YOU won't.
Normally, I wouldn't care if this title was on the line.
But you haven't exactly EARNED that honor yet.
All you have is "Remember when I almost was good enough...." against a man who's about ready to retire.
Me??
I'm out there to do one thing...and that's WIN.
And against men the likes of YOU...
That's all I know how to DO.
(Cruise waives off the camera as he continues on into the tunnel and out of sight, the EPW Television Championship shining in the dark for afew seconds.)
FADEOUT
(Fadein on Cameron Cruise, walking the center of the Fifty-yard line at M&T Bank Stadium, home of the Baltimore Ravens. Dressed in dark blue jeans and a matching shirt and shades. He shoulders the EPW Television Championship over his left shoulder, as he paces the field in the morning of the game against the Kansas City Chiefs.)
CRUISE: I never claimed to be an English Major Willard, so you'll have to understand when I called you out on trying to be a "Messiah" and you came back with "I'm a Prophet", to me it's fairly simple.
Po-tay-toe, Po-tah-toe.
The fact is those willing to label themselves as such pillars in history, let alone the company...well...
(Cruise shrugs his shoulders)
They usually have a measure of success to back them up.
You...outside of a single tournament pair-up against Hornet (in which you STILL came up short), have little to NONE.
The fact is that my going up against Donovan Astros, yeah...that was a different opponent, different than you but the point comes in that he's also a BETTER opponent. You see, because in order for Donovan to take that next plateau, he had to beat a man of the same level and skill and the bonus factor is that that same man was Karl Brown.
It takes quite abit to break a man of that ability and skill and take his title, either by pin or submission and trust me...unlike you, I would know.
You harp on the fact that the Tag Team Titles are meaningless in this company at the point, and that the division is DEAD.
I disagree, especially when you have Karl Brown and his japanese counterpart the shining example....they defeated Steven Shane and Stalker, a task that apparently wasn't that easy to achieve.
I'm not going to give you a resume of what titles I've won and haven't over the course of the last decade-or-so of my career in this company, partly because for one; you already know what I've accomplished and two...well...
I just don't want to.
But that's easy enough for one aspect....one good turn deserves another.
What do YOU have, Adrian??
What have YOU accomplished??
You call yourself a prophet, but the fact is that the simple definition of such a title translates to:
I'm a leader.
And really Adrian...that's just not true now, is it??
For you to be a leader in this business, you have to have a measure of success against some pretty high-level talent and you haven't exactly done that just yet, have you??
Now myself, EYE can be called a leader.
EYE can step up and knowingly take that leap of faith of LEADING this company, my face on the "Dollar-Bill", so-to-speak.
Have I been successful??
Not yet.
But at least I know I CAN.
As I said before, going out and defeating a man like Astros doesn't come easy, but the bonus comes in that I did exactly what I was going to do at Wrestleverse; and that's TAKE the Television Championship from someone it didn't belong to...and strap it around the waist of someone it DID.
Namely MINE.
(Cruise starts heading the direction toward the home team's tunnel)
You see Dan Ryan as looking me at a veteran that he can..."shell out a few more years" as you say, or can market "afew more sales off of".
Maybe.
I'm not exactly a spring chicken anymore, Willard, unlike you.
That doesn't mean I'm not in the best shape, that means I'm just not as young as you.
But the natural view from Dan Ryan is easy....at least he knows I CAN market.
He's making a bargaining RISK taking you on his payroll.
Not exactly a common thing with most people, but then again...this is Dan Ryan we're talking about.
Dan Ryan isn't exactly stupid, again...unlike you, I would know.
You recently put on a good showing against Hornet, so there's potential in a "talent" like you, potential to have advantage of, and potential to look himself in the mirror in fifteen years and say "Damnit Dan...when you're good, you're GOOD."
But then on the other hand, come Aggression Sixty when you and I go one-on-one....if at the end all it looks like is a repeat performance from Wrestleverse and it turns out in my favor...and I DOMINATE??
Who's to say he won't just cut his losses and toss your ass back to the unemployment line, and call that match back in Boston you had a FLUKE??
Believe me kid, he has and he will...if you don't rise to par.
That's right...I said "rise to par".
Because right now, that's all you have.
Dan Ryan has an investment in myself that's paid him DIVIDENDS in profit, especially with my winning multiple Championships.
I HAVE made impact...and reasonably so as recent as Wrestleverse.
Is the World title among them??
Again...not yet.
But it's more than I can say for you.
The fact is, Adrian...you sit there and tell me that I've squandered my talents and wasted them away like a used condom, all that mumbo-jumbo.
You wanna know what I think??
You really wanna be realistic??
You wanna hear the TRUTH??
(Cruise stops a moment.)
You're JEALOUS.
Jealous of the fact that I've done nothing but the same thing before, during and after I put your ass on the shelf, and that's EXCELLING.
But at the end of the day, three seconds or two taps of the mat with your hand is what matters, that part I can agree with you on.
Because that's all that's happened in the past, Willard.
You COULD beat me...but that's a weakness on your part.
Casey Anthony COULD...have a normal life.
But the fact is that she hasn't and she won't, just like YOU haven't...and YOU won't.
Normally, I wouldn't care if this title was on the line.
But you haven't exactly EARNED that honor yet.
All you have is "Remember when I almost was good enough...." against a man who's about ready to retire.
Me??
I'm out there to do one thing...and that's WIN.
And against men the likes of YOU...
That's all I know how to DO.
(Cruise waives off the camera as he continues on into the tunnel and out of sight, the EPW Television Championship shining in the dark for afew seconds.)
FADEOUT
John Doe
The Anorexic Ethiopian
This is my God.
What you fail to see with your lack of vision is sadly apparent.
What you refuse to believe is not a false prophecy.
FADE IN....
Adrian Willard is sitting in the Indiana Dunes, an hour outside of his hometown Chicago, he wears a pair of shorts, sandals, and an Empire Pro t-shirt. Pair of Oakley's on his face and a 7-Up slurpee stuck well into the sand. His focus on the lake waves that wash into the shore.
And that is where every thing unfolds, Cameron Cruise.
That is where the pages begin to blur.
What you see as the next plateau I see as the decent down. I look at your examples and I see the greater flaw in your logic. In your mind you see Donovan Astros who bested Karl Brown, then you bested Astros.
You see this false trend that everyone seems to fall into, this trend of wrestling and MMA mathematics. Opponent A beat Opponent B who then won against Opponent C. Therefore Opponent A MUST be able to beat opponent C.
That's your math, that's your philosophy.
It's flawed.
Astros may have beaten Karl Brown, does it mean every time we roll that dice he will? Will he do it the majority of the time? Does that mean If I beat Astros therefore I can beat Karl Brown? Or when I beat you I can then beat Astros and Brown plus be a contender to everyone else that has bested you?
The long list that it is.
Regardless, there is such a thing as a better opponent but that doesn't rule out the luck of the draw, Cameron.
The fate and the luck.
Half of everything is fate. It works hand in hand.
I told you from the start we aren't mooks, we aren't here to talk about anything outside of E-P-W, we are here to talk about Aggression Sixty. You verses I.
You can't seem to do this, you can't seem to stop on your rants on how you beat Astros, you can't seem to keep your nose out of the ass of Karl Brown.
I never wrestled Donovan Astros, Cameron. You may have bested him in a night. You may have made him tap out. That doesn't mean that because you beat Astros you somehow in Baltimore are going to best me.
That's the nature of the sport, that is the game we play. It's all destiny. Who can score that takedown faster, who can beat their opponent in this mental game of chess.
You can continue talking of Karl Brown, Steven Shane, Stalker, and whatever name you can spill to try and boost your sad arguments.
At the end of the day you answer for yourself about your past losses and victories, Cameron. At Aggression you answer to me at a sold out arena. You answer to my need to win, my thirst for victory which supersedes yours.
In that arena we will witness your fall. A night that will prove that Cameron Cruise is better than Donovan Astros but lacks the goods to beat Adrian Willard.
That is the price you PAY by entering that ring with ME.
All the while you if you so choose to talk about the multiple of titles you have won in your career than do so.
But in the end it's not good enough. It will never be good enough.
No title that you have previously carried will magically cast a spell upon you to beat me. No title is going to walk down to the ring on its own accord to assist you in a victory.
They are all superficial.
That's where your errors lead you, Cameron. You seek pride in titles, in gold, that can be taken from you as swiftly as they arrived. You pride victory that is all dependent on opportunity, ON FATE.
You don't pride the match, the ring.
You don't honor wrestling, the tradition.
You worship a false idol.
That's where you fail, that is where you falter.
To quote Shakespeare's Hamlet...
There are more things in heaven and earth.
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Cameron.
You question why I am a prophet, you say that the meaning of such a title translates to nothing more than a leader. No Cameron, a prophet is a man who speaks for God.
That ring is my God, and I speak for it. I am the prophet, I hold the prophecy. If you want to believe it or refuse to my God is fair, my God is just. It makes no errors. My God is pure, righteous and profound.
It has given you gifts, it has given you knowledge.
But so fast are you to forget that it was not your doing that made you who you are, yet that ring. I was my God who provided you with your career. With out it you would be nothing more than a shoe shiner at the nearest airport.
I am not a leader, Cameron, you are more than correct. Then again I do not want to take the masses into the promise land. I don't wish to guide them to salvation.
I refuse to.
Leadership, its not measured by success. Or have you forgotten that already, Cameron?
Leadership is measured by the will to continue when life is pressuring you to end it all. Leaders never run from the thick of battle even if they know the battle is lost.
Because they know many battles win a war, even if you lose a few.
You, Cameron, you are not a leader. You will never be a leader.
You pride yourself too high, you are not humble nor respect your wins. You fail to look at this world of wrestling as a give and take relationship. You would rather reap it for every last drop.
Adrian lifts some sand in his hand and lets the wind take it away.
You are nothing more than a pirate, like the fans themselves. Not caring for what becomes of this sport, not caring whose careers are ended as long as it makes you parasites happy.
You are exactly what I called you, Cameron.
A disease.
Nothing you say will change that. You can look at this as a business opportunity, you can look at every bit of this industry as nickle and dimes just like Dan Ryan does. You have forgotten that this sport is more than payroll.
You forget that this sport is about competition and who can do the best on a single night. Like I said you have traded your talents away, Cameron. Too busy thinking of the next money making scheme, too busy wondering what title you can get your rat hands around.
Once you have it you make that title practically meaningless. You squeeze every dollar you can out of it.
That mentality, that notion, is nothing to be jealous of.
We can do this all day, justify why we can win and why the other can't. In the end the words are just words, the arguments are just arguments.
You still need to get in that ring and prove it, Cameron.
You haven't proved it till Aggression Sixty. It hasn't happened yet.
Unless you see things in my view, in my light, it never will happen.
I will make my presence known, may it be by breaking you, battering you, or laying you out.
May it be a combination of all three.
The simple question that comes into play, will you do it?
Not can you.
WILL YOU.
The answer, is no.
After you is another match, Cameron, and if you win then you did everything you said you would do, beat men like me. Nothing more to brag about, nothing to elevate you like you say you are doing.
You claim you are being risen up in the ranks, that you are out to face BETTER opponents. Yet you say I am less than Astros, that I am nothing to you.
It contradicts all you are fighting for and reinforces everything I am telling you. That you are in this game to hold on as long as you can even if it means eating scraps like me (in your eyes) to get there.
If you win, you have gained NOTHING.
WHEN I win, then I have gained it all.
That is something you can't argue, that is just the way the dice has been rolled.
In favor of your fall.
That Cameron....
Has been envisioned.
FADEOUT
What you fail to see with your lack of vision is sadly apparent.
What you refuse to believe is not a false prophecy.
FADE IN....
Adrian Willard is sitting in the Indiana Dunes, an hour outside of his hometown Chicago, he wears a pair of shorts, sandals, and an Empire Pro t-shirt. Pair of Oakley's on his face and a 7-Up slurpee stuck well into the sand. His focus on the lake waves that wash into the shore.
And that is where every thing unfolds, Cameron Cruise.
That is where the pages begin to blur.
What you see as the next plateau I see as the decent down. I look at your examples and I see the greater flaw in your logic. In your mind you see Donovan Astros who bested Karl Brown, then you bested Astros.
You see this false trend that everyone seems to fall into, this trend of wrestling and MMA mathematics. Opponent A beat Opponent B who then won against Opponent C. Therefore Opponent A MUST be able to beat opponent C.
That's your math, that's your philosophy.
It's flawed.
Astros may have beaten Karl Brown, does it mean every time we roll that dice he will? Will he do it the majority of the time? Does that mean If I beat Astros therefore I can beat Karl Brown? Or when I beat you I can then beat Astros and Brown plus be a contender to everyone else that has bested you?
The long list that it is.
Regardless, there is such a thing as a better opponent but that doesn't rule out the luck of the draw, Cameron.
The fate and the luck.
Half of everything is fate. It works hand in hand.
I told you from the start we aren't mooks, we aren't here to talk about anything outside of E-P-W, we are here to talk about Aggression Sixty. You verses I.
You can't seem to do this, you can't seem to stop on your rants on how you beat Astros, you can't seem to keep your nose out of the ass of Karl Brown.
I never wrestled Donovan Astros, Cameron. You may have bested him in a night. You may have made him tap out. That doesn't mean that because you beat Astros you somehow in Baltimore are going to best me.
That's the nature of the sport, that is the game we play. It's all destiny. Who can score that takedown faster, who can beat their opponent in this mental game of chess.
You can continue talking of Karl Brown, Steven Shane, Stalker, and whatever name you can spill to try and boost your sad arguments.
At the end of the day you answer for yourself about your past losses and victories, Cameron. At Aggression you answer to me at a sold out arena. You answer to my need to win, my thirst for victory which supersedes yours.
In that arena we will witness your fall. A night that will prove that Cameron Cruise is better than Donovan Astros but lacks the goods to beat Adrian Willard.
That is the price you PAY by entering that ring with ME.
All the while you if you so choose to talk about the multiple of titles you have won in your career than do so.
But in the end it's not good enough. It will never be good enough.
No title that you have previously carried will magically cast a spell upon you to beat me. No title is going to walk down to the ring on its own accord to assist you in a victory.
They are all superficial.
That's where your errors lead you, Cameron. You seek pride in titles, in gold, that can be taken from you as swiftly as they arrived. You pride victory that is all dependent on opportunity, ON FATE.
You don't pride the match, the ring.
You don't honor wrestling, the tradition.
You worship a false idol.
That's where you fail, that is where you falter.
To quote Shakespeare's Hamlet...
There are more things in heaven and earth.
Than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Cameron.
You question why I am a prophet, you say that the meaning of such a title translates to nothing more than a leader. No Cameron, a prophet is a man who speaks for God.
That ring is my God, and I speak for it. I am the prophet, I hold the prophecy. If you want to believe it or refuse to my God is fair, my God is just. It makes no errors. My God is pure, righteous and profound.
It has given you gifts, it has given you knowledge.
But so fast are you to forget that it was not your doing that made you who you are, yet that ring. I was my God who provided you with your career. With out it you would be nothing more than a shoe shiner at the nearest airport.
I am not a leader, Cameron, you are more than correct. Then again I do not want to take the masses into the promise land. I don't wish to guide them to salvation.
I refuse to.
Leadership, its not measured by success. Or have you forgotten that already, Cameron?
Leadership is measured by the will to continue when life is pressuring you to end it all. Leaders never run from the thick of battle even if they know the battle is lost.
Because they know many battles win a war, even if you lose a few.
You, Cameron, you are not a leader. You will never be a leader.
You pride yourself too high, you are not humble nor respect your wins. You fail to look at this world of wrestling as a give and take relationship. You would rather reap it for every last drop.
Adrian lifts some sand in his hand and lets the wind take it away.
You are nothing more than a pirate, like the fans themselves. Not caring for what becomes of this sport, not caring whose careers are ended as long as it makes you parasites happy.
You are exactly what I called you, Cameron.
A disease.
Nothing you say will change that. You can look at this as a business opportunity, you can look at every bit of this industry as nickle and dimes just like Dan Ryan does. You have forgotten that this sport is more than payroll.
You forget that this sport is about competition and who can do the best on a single night. Like I said you have traded your talents away, Cameron. Too busy thinking of the next money making scheme, too busy wondering what title you can get your rat hands around.
Once you have it you make that title practically meaningless. You squeeze every dollar you can out of it.
That mentality, that notion, is nothing to be jealous of.
We can do this all day, justify why we can win and why the other can't. In the end the words are just words, the arguments are just arguments.
You still need to get in that ring and prove it, Cameron.
You haven't proved it till Aggression Sixty. It hasn't happened yet.
Unless you see things in my view, in my light, it never will happen.
I will make my presence known, may it be by breaking you, battering you, or laying you out.
May it be a combination of all three.
The simple question that comes into play, will you do it?
Not can you.
WILL YOU.
The answer, is no.
After you is another match, Cameron, and if you win then you did everything you said you would do, beat men like me. Nothing more to brag about, nothing to elevate you like you say you are doing.
You claim you are being risen up in the ranks, that you are out to face BETTER opponents. Yet you say I am less than Astros, that I am nothing to you.
It contradicts all you are fighting for and reinforces everything I am telling you. That you are in this game to hold on as long as you can even if it means eating scraps like me (in your eyes) to get there.
If you win, you have gained NOTHING.
WHEN I win, then I have gained it all.
That is something you can't argue, that is just the way the dice has been rolled.
In favor of your fall.
That Cameron....
Has been envisioned.
FADEOUT
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TSiegel
I spoil things.
Batting Practice...
"You know Willard, Kevin Costner was right after all....at least in terms of dialogue to Susan Sarandon in "Bull Durham". Talking to you is like talking to a Fungo."
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in the same outfit as earlier, the EPW Television Championship slapped over his right shoulder as he walks the length of the dugout at Camden Yards, home of the Baltimore Orioles.)
CRUISE: Nevermind Opponent A versus B versus C versus my left testicle, Willard you still fail to see the point.
Number one: I'm a WRESTLER, Adrian, not a Mathematician. Don't ever come at me with Mathematical equations, because the fact is not only am I likely to not understand what you're talking about, but I'm more likely to grab the nearest object, either solid or liquid and chuck it at you just to spite.
See what you fail to understand is that this isn't about Astros being better than Brown and my being better than Astros and so forth...I've already beaten both of them, the difference between it is that I actually RESPECT Brown.
Astros in my eyes is the same type of punk that Troy Douglas was, and I shut him up straight away.
And the difference between that is that Douglas' being put in the Hospital was to take what I wanted...the Intercontinental Championship...and produce what would become the most talked about group of men this business has ever seen since...well Melton and myself.
Even if I DID do most of the work.
Astros' was just the simple matter of fact that he showed me up by not coming out of the King of the Cage tournament Tag Team Finals with the titles, especially when you don't keep in contact with me half the time to boot.
Ol' Donnie thought he was King Bad ass, just because he had a strap.
So after HE failed, I decided that he didn't deserve to have that title.
Donovan Astros wasn't a CHAMPION, let alone one that represents Empire Pro Wrestling, so I took it from him.
Just like I've taken every contest you've ever been in with me as well.
Alot of men have been defeated by my hands and I've been defeated by quite abit of men in my career, but you need to remember something, kid.
You have to actually COMPETE in order to get that kind of a list I have that you're so proud of.
That doesn't come down to fate, not in the least.
I can go in that squared circle at Aggression Sixty and call out Anarky and tell him he's DONE....but I could be just as full of shit as everyone else.
But if I get in there and PROVE IT...that's not your proclaimed "Vision", that's just my skill versus his skill and hoping I come out on top.
Fate has nothing to do with it.
(Cruise steps out of the dug out and over to the On-Deck circle, the Television Championship carefully set down and out of harms way, Cruise takes afew easy swings of a bat before holding it on his shoulder.)
You don't want to talk about anything outside of Empire Pro, and that's fine...again...YOU are the one that brought it up first, but I'm telling you right now....being a Messiah or a Prophet or whatever it is you call yourself...
Being indecisive and dawdling isn't exactly very becoming, I'm just sayin'.
The fact is, you haven't taken on Astros and that's fine.
EYE beat him from pillar to post on one of the biggest nights of the year for Empire Pro, Wrestleverse IV.
An event that not just afew regional networks may air, but ALL AROUND THE DAMNED WORLD.
OF COURSE that means I can beat you, I've done it before.
Who can score that takedown faster??
Who can beat their opponent in this mental game of chess??
Apparently according to you being so proud of that injury suffered from the LAST time we faced off...
It doesn't take a Mathematician to figure it out, son.
It's ME.
"Desperation" is a stinky cologne, Willard, and you wear it PROUDLY, which is why you have things all WRONG.
At the end of the day I don't have to answer to ANYONE right now, not unless someone beats me as well as I beat Astros at Wrestleverse.
I've already PROVEN that I can beat you, and not only that...but within that squared circle you have to remember, because I'm sure as hell not going to teach you; EYE am the Champion.
Not YOU.
Not that this title means anything to you, and that's the sixty-four-million dollar question.
If this title is so worthless to you, why you contending for it??
Why are you putting forth a wasted effort for a title you don't want??
Me??
I told you before, I'm out to show people what a REAL Television Champion can do, unlike Donovan Astros, and I'll do it as long as I'm able or until Dan Ryan offers me a chance to accomplish something better.
You might call this title or any other title that isn't the World Heavyweight Championship one that's nothing but "superficial", and that's up to you.
But at the end of the day, whether it's metaphorical or legitamate...
The Record books still label me CHAMPION.
Which means right now, you damn right I'm BETTER THAN YOU.
Quote Shakespeare all you want...there very well may be more things in heaven and earth, but nothing more important to me than that Television Championship.
As far as your definition of a prophet??
What exactly do you think a prophet DOES??
You may speak for your God...but it sure doesn't speak for YOU.
You might not think myself a leader and that's okay...I've never seen you as an example of a Pied Piper yourself, in fact, far from it.
If I can send Troy Douglas to the Hospital and out of this company, humiliate Donovan Astros in front of the entire world for not backing up his end of the bargain....
If I can take you out with a SHOULDER INJURY and I'm the champion NOW...
(Cruise steps over to the batters box and signals for the first pitch, sending it over the left field fences.)
...beating you will be a home run.
FADEOUT
"You know Willard, Kevin Costner was right after all....at least in terms of dialogue to Susan Sarandon in "Bull Durham". Talking to you is like talking to a Fungo."
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in the same outfit as earlier, the EPW Television Championship slapped over his right shoulder as he walks the length of the dugout at Camden Yards, home of the Baltimore Orioles.)
CRUISE: Nevermind Opponent A versus B versus C versus my left testicle, Willard you still fail to see the point.
Number one: I'm a WRESTLER, Adrian, not a Mathematician. Don't ever come at me with Mathematical equations, because the fact is not only am I likely to not understand what you're talking about, but I'm more likely to grab the nearest object, either solid or liquid and chuck it at you just to spite.
See what you fail to understand is that this isn't about Astros being better than Brown and my being better than Astros and so forth...I've already beaten both of them, the difference between it is that I actually RESPECT Brown.
Astros in my eyes is the same type of punk that Troy Douglas was, and I shut him up straight away.
And the difference between that is that Douglas' being put in the Hospital was to take what I wanted...the Intercontinental Championship...and produce what would become the most talked about group of men this business has ever seen since...well Melton and myself.
Even if I DID do most of the work.
Astros' was just the simple matter of fact that he showed me up by not coming out of the King of the Cage tournament Tag Team Finals with the titles, especially when you don't keep in contact with me half the time to boot.
Ol' Donnie thought he was King Bad ass, just because he had a strap.
So after HE failed, I decided that he didn't deserve to have that title.
Donovan Astros wasn't a CHAMPION, let alone one that represents Empire Pro Wrestling, so I took it from him.
Just like I've taken every contest you've ever been in with me as well.
Alot of men have been defeated by my hands and I've been defeated by quite abit of men in my career, but you need to remember something, kid.
You have to actually COMPETE in order to get that kind of a list I have that you're so proud of.
That doesn't come down to fate, not in the least.
I can go in that squared circle at Aggression Sixty and call out Anarky and tell him he's DONE....but I could be just as full of shit as everyone else.
But if I get in there and PROVE IT...that's not your proclaimed "Vision", that's just my skill versus his skill and hoping I come out on top.
Fate has nothing to do with it.
(Cruise steps out of the dug out and over to the On-Deck circle, the Television Championship carefully set down and out of harms way, Cruise takes afew easy swings of a bat before holding it on his shoulder.)
You don't want to talk about anything outside of Empire Pro, and that's fine...again...YOU are the one that brought it up first, but I'm telling you right now....being a Messiah or a Prophet or whatever it is you call yourself...
Being indecisive and dawdling isn't exactly very becoming, I'm just sayin'.
The fact is, you haven't taken on Astros and that's fine.
EYE beat him from pillar to post on one of the biggest nights of the year for Empire Pro, Wrestleverse IV.
An event that not just afew regional networks may air, but ALL AROUND THE DAMNED WORLD.
OF COURSE that means I can beat you, I've done it before.
Who can score that takedown faster??
Who can beat their opponent in this mental game of chess??
Apparently according to you being so proud of that injury suffered from the LAST time we faced off...
It doesn't take a Mathematician to figure it out, son.
It's ME.
"Desperation" is a stinky cologne, Willard, and you wear it PROUDLY, which is why you have things all WRONG.
At the end of the day I don't have to answer to ANYONE right now, not unless someone beats me as well as I beat Astros at Wrestleverse.
I've already PROVEN that I can beat you, and not only that...but within that squared circle you have to remember, because I'm sure as hell not going to teach you; EYE am the Champion.
Not YOU.
Not that this title means anything to you, and that's the sixty-four-million dollar question.
If this title is so worthless to you, why you contending for it??
Why are you putting forth a wasted effort for a title you don't want??
Me??
I told you before, I'm out to show people what a REAL Television Champion can do, unlike Donovan Astros, and I'll do it as long as I'm able or until Dan Ryan offers me a chance to accomplish something better.
You might call this title or any other title that isn't the World Heavyweight Championship one that's nothing but "superficial", and that's up to you.
But at the end of the day, whether it's metaphorical or legitamate...
The Record books still label me CHAMPION.
Which means right now, you damn right I'm BETTER THAN YOU.
Quote Shakespeare all you want...there very well may be more things in heaven and earth, but nothing more important to me than that Television Championship.
As far as your definition of a prophet??
What exactly do you think a prophet DOES??
You may speak for your God...but it sure doesn't speak for YOU.
You might not think myself a leader and that's okay...I've never seen you as an example of a Pied Piper yourself, in fact, far from it.
If I can send Troy Douglas to the Hospital and out of this company, humiliate Donovan Astros in front of the entire world for not backing up his end of the bargain....
If I can take you out with a SHOULDER INJURY and I'm the champion NOW...
(Cruise steps over to the batters box and signals for the first pitch, sending it over the left field fences.)
...beating you will be a home run.
FADEOUT
John Doe
The Anorexic Ethiopian
It's Just Logic
FADE IN...
Adrian Willard, EPW background. He smokes a cigarette as he just shakes his head at the camera.
What is so difficult about this? What is so hard about just sticking to what I ask you to stick to, Cameron? You aren't focusing, Cameron, take your Adderall sit your ass down and pay attention.
I don't care about Troy Douglas and if you put him in the hospital.
I am not Troy Douglas.
I don't care about how much you respect Karl Brown that you need to mention him every chance you get as though you are his pimp.
I am not Karl Brown, nor do I care for your respect.
Cameron, I don't care about the King of the Cage. I wasn't there.
Or about Wrestleverse IV. I wasn't there, nor did I order the Pay Per View.
We aren't talking about tag team finals.
Or Tag Team Titles.
We aren't talking Donovan Astros not showing up to wrestle.
Or him not even showing up to cut a promo like Empire asked him to at Wrestleverse IV. Which shows REAL (sarcasm) dedication to his craft.
All this time I have spent, Cameron, has been about you. All I have done is show you for the HACK you are with your assistance and rambling.
You keep claiming how you are working your way up. But apparently you are wrestling people like Donovan Astros who don't show up?
Or Troy Douglas who you can beat at a whim?
Or any other two bit fraud they toss in the ring with you before Aggression Sixty?
So, what you are saying Cameron, what you are telling me is that you are held to a high standard by Dan Ryan.
You are fully vested and have stock options.
You are the new Intercontinental Champion.
And all the people you are facing are below you?
In other words, by this logic, by your statements and your belief you are being carried.
Because you beat Troy Windham, and that proves you can beat me?
Because you put the final touches to an injury of my rotator cuff that occurred in collegiate wrestling. And that proves you can beat me?
Hate to break this to you Cameron. It wasn't your “amazing” wrestling finesse that tore my shoulder. It was wear and tear and you just so happened to be the one to get the last bits out of it.
But don't worry Cameron, it is all better now after the rehab. Now, what I am about to tell you there is no math involved just a little logic, keep it simple for the stupid.
Now, if you face me and I am below you Cameron and I am a contender for your title, which isn't even on the line, then why are you in this tier rating of wrestlers?
Most people when they excel they go UP. Bigger belts with more prestige, more glory, more power. Yet here you are saying you can beat everyone but you aren't ready for the big show?
No, Cameron, you are just holding on. You are trying to create some false pathetic legacy when we all see you as a pretty decent wrestler who is trying too damn hard for his own good.
The real question is what's the point of that title Cameron that you CLAIM you want to honor like the World Championship if the people you wrestle aren't at your expected caliber to compete with?
I thought to actually compete required an actual challenge?
Or is that in the real world, Cameron, not the one you set up for yourself?
Then again I have no problem bringing you to the real world. I can just enter that ring slap you like the b-tch you are, teach you a lesson in fate and have a nice day and let you continue in this mid card career of yours.
I have no interest in your feeble Intercontinental Title, Cameron. It's a piece of sh-t for men like Donovan Astros, up and commers. So, keep it, I have no want, desire, or NEED to contend for that belt.
I am interested in BIGGER things, BIGGER names.
Something you can't provide me.
The only thing you can give me Cameron is a win. Then you can continue beating rookie after rookie and claim how damn good you are. As you never face Anarky, or Impulse, or any talent that is ABOVE yours. Because you won't, because you FEAR that challenge, you fear taking the loss from men who will slap you to sense.
You can strut your stuff, be the big bad wolf of the freshman class. Flex those muscles as you beat rookies pillar to pillar who have less than a few years of ring time then try and BRAG about it to me.
Unlike you I don't fear the bigger fight.
Need an example, see Hornet and how I lasted longer in that ring than you did, how that man beat you senseless and I held my own ground. How he barely was able to pin my shoulders and I had a case to argue the three count. As you were NOT able to do.
22 minutes in that ring in the main event.
And you Cameron? Beaten by the same old man you claim is close to retire, in 19 minutes, and in not even in an arguable fashion.
All the while you duck the bigger matches and we all just have the laugh at you. Walking our merry way to more fruitful careers.
That's what Aggression Sixty will do for me, Cameron, bring me a fruitful career.
For you, you stay exactly where you were.
Meaningless.
Pathetic.
Cowardly.
And worthless.
That, Cameron, is a real intervention, a real clear vision.
FADE OUT
FADE IN...
Adrian Willard, EPW background. He smokes a cigarette as he just shakes his head at the camera.
What is so difficult about this? What is so hard about just sticking to what I ask you to stick to, Cameron? You aren't focusing, Cameron, take your Adderall sit your ass down and pay attention.
I don't care about Troy Douglas and if you put him in the hospital.
I am not Troy Douglas.
I don't care about how much you respect Karl Brown that you need to mention him every chance you get as though you are his pimp.
I am not Karl Brown, nor do I care for your respect.
Cameron, I don't care about the King of the Cage. I wasn't there.
Or about Wrestleverse IV. I wasn't there, nor did I order the Pay Per View.
We aren't talking about tag team finals.
Or Tag Team Titles.
We aren't talking Donovan Astros not showing up to wrestle.
Or him not even showing up to cut a promo like Empire asked him to at Wrestleverse IV. Which shows REAL (sarcasm) dedication to his craft.
All this time I have spent, Cameron, has been about you. All I have done is show you for the HACK you are with your assistance and rambling.
You keep claiming how you are working your way up. But apparently you are wrestling people like Donovan Astros who don't show up?
Or Troy Douglas who you can beat at a whim?
Or any other two bit fraud they toss in the ring with you before Aggression Sixty?
So, what you are saying Cameron, what you are telling me is that you are held to a high standard by Dan Ryan.
You are fully vested and have stock options.
You are the new Intercontinental Champion.
And all the people you are facing are below you?
In other words, by this logic, by your statements and your belief you are being carried.
Because you beat Troy Windham, and that proves you can beat me?
Because you put the final touches to an injury of my rotator cuff that occurred in collegiate wrestling. And that proves you can beat me?
Hate to break this to you Cameron. It wasn't your “amazing” wrestling finesse that tore my shoulder. It was wear and tear and you just so happened to be the one to get the last bits out of it.
But don't worry Cameron, it is all better now after the rehab. Now, what I am about to tell you there is no math involved just a little logic, keep it simple for the stupid.
Now, if you face me and I am below you Cameron and I am a contender for your title, which isn't even on the line, then why are you in this tier rating of wrestlers?
Most people when they excel they go UP. Bigger belts with more prestige, more glory, more power. Yet here you are saying you can beat everyone but you aren't ready for the big show?
No, Cameron, you are just holding on. You are trying to create some false pathetic legacy when we all see you as a pretty decent wrestler who is trying too damn hard for his own good.
The real question is what's the point of that title Cameron that you CLAIM you want to honor like the World Championship if the people you wrestle aren't at your expected caliber to compete with?
I thought to actually compete required an actual challenge?
Or is that in the real world, Cameron, not the one you set up for yourself?
Then again I have no problem bringing you to the real world. I can just enter that ring slap you like the b-tch you are, teach you a lesson in fate and have a nice day and let you continue in this mid card career of yours.
I have no interest in your feeble Intercontinental Title, Cameron. It's a piece of sh-t for men like Donovan Astros, up and commers. So, keep it, I have no want, desire, or NEED to contend for that belt.
I am interested in BIGGER things, BIGGER names.
Something you can't provide me.
The only thing you can give me Cameron is a win. Then you can continue beating rookie after rookie and claim how damn good you are. As you never face Anarky, or Impulse, or any talent that is ABOVE yours. Because you won't, because you FEAR that challenge, you fear taking the loss from men who will slap you to sense.
You can strut your stuff, be the big bad wolf of the freshman class. Flex those muscles as you beat rookies pillar to pillar who have less than a few years of ring time then try and BRAG about it to me.
Unlike you I don't fear the bigger fight.
Need an example, see Hornet and how I lasted longer in that ring than you did, how that man beat you senseless and I held my own ground. How he barely was able to pin my shoulders and I had a case to argue the three count. As you were NOT able to do.
22 minutes in that ring in the main event.
And you Cameron? Beaten by the same old man you claim is close to retire, in 19 minutes, and in not even in an arguable fashion.
All the while you duck the bigger matches and we all just have the laugh at you. Walking our merry way to more fruitful careers.
That's what Aggression Sixty will do for me, Cameron, bring me a fruitful career.
For you, you stay exactly where you were.
Meaningless.
Pathetic.
Cowardly.
And worthless.
That, Cameron, is a real intervention, a real clear vision.
FADE OUT
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TSiegel
I spoil things.
Here's some logic: Cameron Cruise > Adrian Willard. Period.
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop, dressed in black jeans and a black shirt with the Empire Pro logo in white-blocked lettering, the Empire Pro Television Championship over his left shoulder.)
Cruise: Ya know...for someone who's supposedly indebted himself to logic in life, memorizing my title-slash-resume-slash-career statistics, and just plain annoying the HELL out of me...
You sure do have trouble identifying just WHO holds WHICH belt and what they LOOK LIKE.
See, we both know I was Intercontinental Champion on two separate occasions...
(Cruise holds up the Empire Pro TELEVISION Championship a second before slapping it back over his shoulder.)
This wouldn't be one of those times.
You don't care about Troy Douglas and the hospital visit he received after I TOOK the Intercontinenal Championship from him.
Fine.
You don't care about the respect I have for Karl Brown and the fact that technically EYE should be a EPW Tag Team Champion right now, not him at King of the Cage.
Fair enough.
You don't care about my TAKING the Television Championship from Donovan Astros and didn't even bother to order the Wrestleverse IV Pay Per View for the sake of research...
(Cruise cups a hand to his mouth to signify him "whispering" to the camera.)
Way to make points with THE BOSS.
(Cruise then breathes hard on the title and uses the same hand to rub out a smudge)
But again...okay, that's your choice, but regardless of those decisions.
You're wrong, Willard.
You SHOULD care, in fact, you should care ALOT.
Any Natural athlete knows that if you're to gain an advantage at an event of ANYKIND....you should do the research; you should watch the tapes of the matches, the interviews, et-cet-er-a.
But it's fairly evident this week, you're not exactly a natural athlete, in fact you're far from it.
I said from the beginning...you seem to be alittle to excited over the fact that EYE took you out, too proud of the fact that EYE injured YOU.
Not vice-versa mind you, but the former.
I say that because you don't see anyone else doing that around here, hell, I've NEVER seen anyone do that.
Never have I walked around as a competitor and told Anarky or Copycat and told them "Shut up...I've nearly broken my neck after Dan Ryan hit me with two Humility Bombs", because it's just downright STUPID.
Nevermind they'd probably laugh their way to the bank...well, as serious as the two of them are, probably not but SURELY Layne Winters would.
And that's just a road you don't want to go.
Nevertheless, according to you....I'm a HACK, as you so claim.
Pardon me if I apologize beforehand...I'll say the same thing I already said once this week.
What have YOU done??
What have YOU accomplished??
See, it's easy to do what you're doing now and say how badly you THINK I've been doing, in Empire Pro...but yet you haven't so much as won an ARM-WRESTLING MATCH in this company.
Myself??
Should somebody beat me for this title and I manage to win the World Heavyweight Championship from Anarky or Copycat or WHOMEVER has the title at the time...
Well then there's something that not just Lindsay Troy, but Beast and Triple X has been unable to do.
I know you're smart, Adrian, but just so we're clear...can you say HALL OF FAME??
And believe me when I tell you if you don't think now nor after I beat you in Baltimore....WHEN THAT HAPPENS....Cameron Cruise is DEFINATELY better than YOU.
But for now as far as I'm concerned, THIS title...this TV title is my World Heavyweight Championship, because as much as I dislike Astros, and as much as I respect Karl Brown....
I know I can do a better job.
But for clarification purposes...I never beat Troy Windham; I never had that luxery.
No Adrian, I beat someone just as good....I beat Joey Melton, a wrestler that believe it or not as much as I hate to admit it...the guy is in a class all by himself, he's THAT GOOD.
And believe it or not...I did it HERE, in EPW.
The fact is, whether it was in College wrestling, tripping over your feet because you're too stupid to look where you're going...or quite simply jerkin' your gerkin' to polarized posters of my ex-wife...
It's still an excuse, Willard.
Especially when the doctors have to CLEAR YOU to even compete, otherwise...well that's time in court that Dan Ryan just doesn't want, now is it??
Anyway, nice try. I know I'm not perfect, but at least I know when I come close.
And telling the entire WORLD that I'm going to TAKE this title from Astros instead of merely WINNING it...well blimey if that doesn't qualify.
The fact is, you say "you have no problem bringing me to the real world."
If I'm taking you out of action with a broken rotator cuff or even a simple NOSE BLEED....well, then clearly you DO.
If I'm taking you out of action, then you really CAN'T enter that ring and slap me around and teach me a lesson as easy as you say...can you???
Nevertheless...this title I have over my shoulder...the TELEVISION title...is fairly important, because it's still ONE MORE TITLE that you DON'T HAVE.
If you're interested in bigger names...as if you even QUALIFY...why'd you even bother to sign the contract to face me??
I hate to break your heart, but my name isn't "Glass Joe" and I'm not someone you can just look past.
ESPECIALLY in your case, because just like in the past....there's only going to be two results to be had when the bell rings.
Your ass on the mat, and my hand raised in the air.
It doesn't take a PROPHET to envision THAT.
FADEOUT
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop, dressed in black jeans and a black shirt with the Empire Pro logo in white-blocked lettering, the Empire Pro Television Championship over his left shoulder.)
Cruise: Ya know...for someone who's supposedly indebted himself to logic in life, memorizing my title-slash-resume-slash-career statistics, and just plain annoying the HELL out of me...
You sure do have trouble identifying just WHO holds WHICH belt and what they LOOK LIKE.
See, we both know I was Intercontinental Champion on two separate occasions...
(Cruise holds up the Empire Pro TELEVISION Championship a second before slapping it back over his shoulder.)
This wouldn't be one of those times.
You don't care about Troy Douglas and the hospital visit he received after I TOOK the Intercontinenal Championship from him.
Fine.
You don't care about the respect I have for Karl Brown and the fact that technically EYE should be a EPW Tag Team Champion right now, not him at King of the Cage.
Fair enough.
You don't care about my TAKING the Television Championship from Donovan Astros and didn't even bother to order the Wrestleverse IV Pay Per View for the sake of research...
(Cruise cups a hand to his mouth to signify him "whispering" to the camera.)
Way to make points with THE BOSS.
(Cruise then breathes hard on the title and uses the same hand to rub out a smudge)
But again...okay, that's your choice, but regardless of those decisions.
You're wrong, Willard.
You SHOULD care, in fact, you should care ALOT.
Any Natural athlete knows that if you're to gain an advantage at an event of ANYKIND....you should do the research; you should watch the tapes of the matches, the interviews, et-cet-er-a.
But it's fairly evident this week, you're not exactly a natural athlete, in fact you're far from it.
I said from the beginning...you seem to be alittle to excited over the fact that EYE took you out, too proud of the fact that EYE injured YOU.
Not vice-versa mind you, but the former.
I say that because you don't see anyone else doing that around here, hell, I've NEVER seen anyone do that.
Never have I walked around as a competitor and told Anarky or Copycat and told them "Shut up...I've nearly broken my neck after Dan Ryan hit me with two Humility Bombs", because it's just downright STUPID.
Nevermind they'd probably laugh their way to the bank...well, as serious as the two of them are, probably not but SURELY Layne Winters would.
And that's just a road you don't want to go.
Nevertheless, according to you....I'm a HACK, as you so claim.
Pardon me if I apologize beforehand...I'll say the same thing I already said once this week.
What have YOU done??
What have YOU accomplished??
See, it's easy to do what you're doing now and say how badly you THINK I've been doing, in Empire Pro...but yet you haven't so much as won an ARM-WRESTLING MATCH in this company.
Myself??
Should somebody beat me for this title and I manage to win the World Heavyweight Championship from Anarky or Copycat or WHOMEVER has the title at the time...
Well then there's something that not just Lindsay Troy, but Beast and Triple X has been unable to do.
I know you're smart, Adrian, but just so we're clear...can you say HALL OF FAME??
And believe me when I tell you if you don't think now nor after I beat you in Baltimore....WHEN THAT HAPPENS....Cameron Cruise is DEFINATELY better than YOU.
But for now as far as I'm concerned, THIS title...this TV title is my World Heavyweight Championship, because as much as I dislike Astros, and as much as I respect Karl Brown....
I know I can do a better job.
But for clarification purposes...I never beat Troy Windham; I never had that luxery.
No Adrian, I beat someone just as good....I beat Joey Melton, a wrestler that believe it or not as much as I hate to admit it...the guy is in a class all by himself, he's THAT GOOD.
And believe it or not...I did it HERE, in EPW.
The fact is, whether it was in College wrestling, tripping over your feet because you're too stupid to look where you're going...or quite simply jerkin' your gerkin' to polarized posters of my ex-wife...
It's still an excuse, Willard.
Especially when the doctors have to CLEAR YOU to even compete, otherwise...well that's time in court that Dan Ryan just doesn't want, now is it??
Anyway, nice try. I know I'm not perfect, but at least I know when I come close.
And telling the entire WORLD that I'm going to TAKE this title from Astros instead of merely WINNING it...well blimey if that doesn't qualify.
The fact is, you say "you have no problem bringing me to the real world."
If I'm taking you out of action with a broken rotator cuff or even a simple NOSE BLEED....well, then clearly you DO.
If I'm taking you out of action, then you really CAN'T enter that ring and slap me around and teach me a lesson as easy as you say...can you???
Nevertheless...this title I have over my shoulder...the TELEVISION title...is fairly important, because it's still ONE MORE TITLE that you DON'T HAVE.
If you're interested in bigger names...as if you even QUALIFY...why'd you even bother to sign the contract to face me??
I hate to break your heart, but my name isn't "Glass Joe" and I'm not someone you can just look past.
ESPECIALLY in your case, because just like in the past....there's only going to be two results to be had when the bell rings.
Your ass on the mat, and my hand raised in the air.
It doesn't take a PROPHET to envision THAT.
FADEOUT
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