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AGGRESSION 63: Cameron Cruise vs. Rezin vs. Copycat

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<i>(From a black screen, the camera image clicks on suddenly. Aaron Jones sits in a room that, by the standards of his usual settings, is comparatively well lit. All indications seem to be that it is a hotel room, with the camera positioned on top of a desk. Having switched on the camera himself, Jones sits down in a chair at the desk and looks into the camera, an exasperated expression on his face)</i>

<b>Aaron Jones:</b> I’m running out of answers.

Ever since Wrestleverse IV, he has been different. Where I was once informed of all his plans, I am now left in the dark. All I knew at first was that he was deep in thought, trying to reason through Larry Tact’s betrayal.

But now I know nothing more than anyone else watching EPW TV. I saw him attack Larry Tact at Aggression 60. I saw him distract Larry Tact at Aggression 61. I saw him go into a match with Rich Mahogany at Aggression 61 and put forth, at least in my opinion, virtually no effort.

And I was just as mystified as to his absence from Aggression 62 as everyone else. Maybe he knew Larry Tact wasn’t scheduled to appear and didn’t bother to appear either. That makes the most sense to me, but I can’t be sure.

And just a few months ago, I was always sure. There was no plan he would have made that I wasn’t a part of. Even when those plans called for me to put myself in harm’s way, I always knew in advance what dangers I might be exposed to.

Now I’m lost.

I wish I could sit here in full awareness of his plans for Aggression 63. I wish I had even the slightest idea what they might be. I wish I could say for certain that he will show up to begin with.

But I can’t. I haven’t seen him, except on TV, in weeks. Lately, I haven’t even been allowed on his property – as you can clearly see by my surroundings here. Not that I learned anything during my last few visits anyway.

At Aggression 63, he’s scheduled to face Cameron Cruise and Rezin in a triple threat match. I have no idea what his strategy might be.

He might not show up. He might show up and not even try to win, like he did with Rich Mahogany. This triple threat match could very well end up a one-on-one singles match. I wish I could tell his opponents otherwise – I wish I could tell them anything of substance about his intentions – but I can’t.

What I can say is this.

I know that Cameron Cruise is frustrated and in foul spirits after losing the EPW Television Title to Adrian Willard. I know Rezin has found new resolve in brutality. I know they’re both motivated to win this match at Aggression 63.

And there’s a good chance that one of them will win, if his past behavior is any indication.

But a lack of effort on his part is no guarantee. He could very well walk into Aggression 63 ready to hand out the kind of punishment he was handing out prior to Wrestleverse IV.

And if he does…

We’re going to see an even more frustrated Cameron Cruise. We’re going to see a very slowed-down Rezin. And if he dares to show his face, we’re going to see a very worried Larry Tact.

I can’t promise he will be any sort of a threat at Aggression 63.

But make no mistake. Given the anger and disappointment he has stored up, if he chooses to be a threat…

He will be unstoppable.

<i>(Jones reaches up to the camera and switches it off)</i>

<i>(After a few seconds of nothing, another image appears on the screen. In it, Copycat sits at a desk in front of a computer, in a largely dark room – much more like the ones we’ve been accustomed to. He is typing rapidly, but because the computer monitor is facing away from the camera, we can’t see what he’s typing. After a brief period of typing, he glances up at the camera, meeting it with his eyes for a few seconds)

(Then he looks back at the screen and resumes typing. A few seconds later, we fade out)</i>
 

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(CUE UP: “High On The Reek of Your Burning Remains” by Coffinworm.)


(Yeah, chew on that for a minute. Feel free to contemplate the darker and uglier sides of life while you do.)

(We’re in such a place right now, as the camera fades in from black to reveal an absolute sewer of a scene. The view winds its way through a decrepit forest of all manner of human filth: crack addicts, meth heads, heroin junkies, and diseased sex offenders. The absolute refuse of society resides within the decaying and dimly lit hallows of an abandoned single-story house. A proverbial den of sin, if you will.)

(We near the back of the room, where one faded and broken sofa carries the burden of the worst of the lot. His type has gone by many names in the past; some would call him black-thumb, or tar-smoker, or even sludge-sipper... but the only name he answers to is REZIN, and calling him anything else is guaranteed roundhouse kick to your face.)

(He sits with his head tilted back, clad only his black pants, aged duster, and shades. His repugnant resin-bong currently resting in his lap, noxious smoke still seeping from the opening at the top. He’s noticeably separate from the other bottom feeders in attendance. At first, it doesn’t appear that he’s even conscious, but an evil smile spread across his face as the camera draws near.)


Rezin
Look around you... what do you see?

(The camera swings around and looks at the pit of despair one more time. There’s a girl not older than 32 scratching her arms as if they were covered in bugs. An old vagrant who could have been a loving grandfather in another life lies on a mattress with a needle in his arm, eyes gazing distantly to the ceiling.)

Rezin
Are these people just a bunch of lost souls living in society’s gutter? Maybe... but are they really “lost” when there’s nobody out there looking for them?

(Perhaps unable to look anymore, the camera returns to the fiend on the couch.)

Rezin
We’re just the tiny morsels that slip through the cracks. The rest of the world pretends to ignore us... but we’re here, just the same... thriving off the run-off from a higher society. They can call us weak, but we could care less. Whether we walk, crawl, or writhe, we always somehow manage to get by, while that enigma called “real life” keeps biting the rich and poor alike in their collective asses.

Nearly all of you would watching from the warmth and comfort of your homes would take one look at this place and call it an absolute sh*t-hole without hesitation. And, I wouldn’t even begin to deny you... but you know what? When you don’t HAVE a home... you just settle with whatever life gives you.

And what has life given the ol’ smokin’ and chokin’ Escape Artist lately? Two opponents and one match at Aggression sixty...

(His eyebrow pops and his jaw drops suddenly as he strains his mind to remember something that shouldn’t be that easy to forget.)

Rezin
Wait, what number are we on again?

Oh hell, nevermind, none of it f*cking matters at this point anyway...

What DOES matter is moving forward with the ever-destructive flow of the universe... or more specifically, burning this f*cking joke of a federation to the ground.

I must kill it... I must incinerate it... pig after pig... cow after cow... title after title.

(He lifts his head... not to speak more directly to the camera, but just to clear what’s left in the bong. Cthulhu knows how long that smog’s just been sitting in there, getting more and more rank with every passing minute.)

Rezin
It pained me to have to start the process with my old buddies Ivan and Olvir. But sometimes, you gotta know when to cut friends loose and follow the path set before you. Friends only end up being obstacles when you’re set down a morall. Seems like whenever you just want to get something done, they have to step up and try to f*ck it all up with some bullsh*t intervention.

Ivan and Olvir wouldn’t have stood for the awful, awful things I’m going to do in coming weeks. Were it not for my element of surprise, they would have put a stop to me before I could do any real damage... because in their soft, stupid hearts, they’d think I was doing something “wrong”.

But I already know there’s no “right” or “wrong” in this world; we’re ALL filth. Most of us simply tend to mask it a bit better than others.

So... I gave them an early retirement. A NECESSARY retirement, if you will. Can’t really say if more will follow at this point, but honestly, I don’t feel I need to go through match after match crippling one opponent after the other to get my point across. Like I said at Aggression, when those chintzy golden straps are no more, the Empire of Professional Wrestling will deflate on itself.

(He takes a moment to light the bong and take another hit. It causes him to cough quite painfully, but it somehow gives away to a maddened chuckle. He sticks a thumb into the elastic waistband of his pants and gives it a stretch.)

Rezin
Ah, belts, belts, belts... everybody seems to want one of their own. But do you want to know what I think?

...no? Well F*CK YOU, I’m telling you anyway.

Belts are overrated... always have been, always will be. The true contender transcends the very concept of “championship.” A “champion” implies an image of pride and excellence standing out amongst a slave caste of moronic, brawling apes who kill each other for the cheap entertainment of lower-class rednecks. A “noble savage” of society if you will.

A lie... a hoax... and an abomination.

We are nothing but animals... and our so-called “champions” are not really the alpha males as they think, but animals wearing a Man’s collar.

Without those titles... those SHACKLES... the Animals will once again FREE...

(He takes his shades off, eyes finding the camera. They aren’t just red; they’re the fires of hell itself.)

Rezin
Let me speak candidly for a moment to my opponents... Cameron Cruise and Copycat.

Clearly, you might be sensitive to this reality given your recent short-comings involving acquring titles of your own. But you know something, fellas? I think you’re better off without them.

I mean, no offense, Cam... but your career hasn’t exactly been remarkable over the years. Yeah, you’ve taken some easy pickings belts here and there... but when it comes to stepping up to the main event, you’ve always shied away from the challenge. Maybe you’re just waiting for the “right time”... or maybe, deep down, you realize that for all your bullsh*t and bravado, you really DON’T have what it takes to stand with the big boys. Either way, you can’t convince anyone your sh*t doesn’t stink when, after years -- and I mean YEARS -- of being in the Empire Pro ring, you’ve never ONCE shown an interest in competing for the EPW World Heavyweight Title.

Losing the TV Title was the best thing that could have ever happened to you. I say that now, because... I’m expecting you to be too stupid to understand it yourself.

You should be relishing the freedom. You should be thriving off the hunger. You should be proving to the masses just what years of experience and reserves of technical wrestling talent can do. You should be bringing back the g*ddamn “CRIPPLER” that gave you your nearly-forgotten namesake.

But the problem, Cam, is that I KNOW you won’t do any of those things. You’ve given up “The Crippler” to be “The Centerpiece”... a terribly transparent attempt to pass yourself off as “greater-than” over a handful of petty accomplishments and blatant mistruths.

Sooner or later, you’ll CRUISE IN on some poor kid or wounded runt and put another mid-tier belt around your waist, just because in your tiny, inbred Carolina head, you don’t see yourself worth a f*ck without one. Or maybe worse... you’ll make a bid on the World Title, and really ruin your career... but call it a hunch, I don’t see you growing a spine any time soon.

And speaking of the World Title... sup, Cat?

Let me ask you, real quick... do you really think anything would be DIFFERENT if you were World Champion right now? Do you think the world would respect you any more than they do now? More importantly, do you think it would really “save” this Empire?

Well I don’t think so.

If you ask me, Cat, you were damn lucky to have Larry Tact bail save YOU from a fate worse than death.

Or a broken foot.

(HA-HA, BRUNK!! THE TEXANS WILL NEVER SEE A SUPERBOWL!! NEVERRRR!!!)

Rezin
Ahem...

Anyway, I’m sure if Anarky had the chance, he’d throw that belt in the trash and get back on his with his old ways in a heartbeat. Life was probably a lot easier when he was just taking ass and kicking names without everybody in the locker room calling him pathetic, cowardly, and soft. All that title brings anyone is the stigma of being the very center of attention.

Champions come and go... but legends never die. Take it from me... a man who’s been around from the beginning, and still around to keep on sinning. It ain’t an illustrious life, hey, but f*ck it, dude... I’ve outlasted WORLD CHAMPIONS!

(One of the vermin enters the frame, frantically scratching his forearms. He’s wearing one of those old “Anthology” t-shirts. Who the f*ck were those guys again?)

Anthology Junkie
HEY MAN... aren’t you Dopesmoker!?

(Rezin growls and puts the shades back on.)

Rezin
I believe you have me mistaken for someone else.

Anthology Junkie
Yeah, totally, you’re Erik Black! Dude, you carryin’ right now?!

(Rezin sighs with disdain.)

Rezin
Excuse me for just a second...

(With much effort, he peels himself from the sofa and gets to his feet. He takes a moment to measure the junkie’s height and his approximate distance... and BAM!! The motherf*cker goes flying with a spinning heel kick to the jaw! A body can be heard crashing off camera. Readjusting his duster, Rezin finds his spot back on the couch.)

Rezin
G*ddamn... I have a feeling I’ll be having to do that a LOT for a while.

Anyway, guys... I’m going to do the both of you a favor. I’m going to just get RID of the TV and World Titles... so neither of you have to worry about them anymore. I’m going to bring you face to face with the possibility of never having anything to reach for. I’m going to give you a life of no ambition... no motivation... no dreams of greatness... just raw, animal instinct.

But I know what you’re already thinkin’. You’re thinkin’, “Oh, there’s that nasty pot calling us pristine kettles a nasty shade of black.”

I know what I am... I know I’m a failure. But you’re in f*cking denial if you think I’m the ONLY one.

And anyway, pots and kettles provide two wholly different functions in the kitchen. Not to mention, pots also sometimes come in clay or stainless steel. The pot’s just calling the kettle black because the kettle is too f*cking stupid to know what color it is.

Only reason I can see this and nobody else can is because I dwell here at the bottom. You’ll all see it for yourselves, eventually... as I drag each and every one of you down into this quagmire of worthlessness.

(The snarling grin reappears on his face as he picks up his resin-bong.)

Rezin
See you soon, my little lambs...

(Kicking the stiff legs of an unconscious junkie’s legs out of his way, he sternly makes his way to the door, moving on to his next destination to spread a gospel of filth and despair. On this glum note, we fade to black.)
 

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Random luck

"For the record, let it never be said that Adrien Willard is NOTHING...if not enthusiastic."

(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop, dressed in black slacks, black dress shirt and white tie, under a black sports coat.)

By the way Willard, THEY...didn't say you were too green, or that you couldn't get the job done...no, EYE said that, let's not get your stories mixed up before "Mama Troy" has to get you goin' for "Baftime-before-bedtime".

She ain't exactly gentle, trust me...my sources never lie.

(Cruise "finger-quotes")

"This is a symbol....this is a dedication...a passion..."...to the PAIN IN MY A$S.

Symbol, Willard?? Dedication?? You can't be even REMOTELY serious, son, I mean...you said it yourself...

You didn't even WANT that title, so that makes you out to be even WORSE than you could even dream ME to be. At least I proved that I was going to take that title from Donovan like I said I WANTED to do.

You should already know....that title represents what all those wretched rodents in those seats ask for and needs in this company.

And nobody asked for or wanted a LIAR.

You're not a "Champion", Willard, you're a FLUKE, and the one thing you seem to forget is that I hold an opportunity for a rematch, one in which I haven't decided on using just yet.

I might use it at Russian Roulette and show you just how much of a farce you are in this company, this INDUSTRY even.

Or I might just decide to screw over Anarky and Impulse and quite possibly make that Main Event at Aggression 63 and change things myself by taking you out and making that match a "Handicap Match"...(prior existing stipulations accounted for, that is), and tell Dan Ryan that I want my match to happen then and there.

My title "Reigns", while as controversial as they are...are legitamate.

That title around Willards' waist...was with INTENT.

That title in Impulse' possession, is the very same one that I TOOK from Sebastian Dodd and Troy Douglas and look at where they are now.

One I drove out of the hospital, and the other I'd beaten so badly he was sent to the hospital, never seen from again, the fact is neither of them have ever beaten me, just like Stalker.

Or Dis.

Or whatever he's supposed to be.

Anarky seems ready to "kill" to get Sean Stevens in that ring again, but the SAD truth of it is KING...

Stevens is a BITCH.

Nevermind the past in-ring issues between myself and Trips, the fact is this:

Every poignant fact, every comment he makes to his opponents, whether it was The First, Rocko, Stalker....any of them...

I made them, first, which mean's Sean Stevens is NOTHING if not UNORIGINAL.

That's right, on top of everything else I have to think about...I'm even thinking about taking legal action against Sean for the fact that he PLAGIARIZED ME.

I just don't know if he's even WORTH IT anymore though, that's the problem.

After all....the commentators said it plain enough; one World title win away and I've made history that NO ONE has ever done...and that's become the first living, active member of the EPW Hall of Fame.

All I need, 'do is tell Ryan...and Aggression 63 is a different story.

Unlike what it already seems it'll be AS IT IS....you gentleman and FLAMING DELUSIONAL IDIOT can decide for yourselves what you think it'll be as well as WHICH ONE YOU ARE.

It is after all...at MY discretion.

(Cruise pauses)

"Ya know...I've taken quite the beating over the course of my career, but something tells me I haven't been formally introduced. Aaron Jones. Cameron Cruise. Multiple-time Champion in Empire Pro Wrestling and around the entire WORLD. I'd say "pleasure to meet you" but I can really only assume the pleasure is all YOURS."

Though it appears by the looks of things....this is 1989 and Doogie Houser is attempting to ponder life's newest moral in the story, and that roughly leaves you Aaron...hell, I know you remember Vinnie Delpino, so you think about that for a second, while I segue into something different....like "Dopesmoker" Erik Black...ohh wait, that's right....

That name doesn't matter in EPW at this point, does it?

Of course not. Rezin was it??

Did I pronounce it right?? Is it like the Candy or like a RAISIN, and you've got three brothers back in California that none of us know about??

I mean...you've been here since the beginning right? So we should know about you by NOW....now if you would be so kind, as to tell me and the rest of the world if it was before, during or after you WALKED OUT ON EMPIRE PRO??

You think I've never seen the Main Event with the World Title on the line, huh??

Time to get off the Ganja, Rezin, seriously.

Believe me, the fact is...if Jason Reeves can put forth an argument for the World title, have Dan Ryans' FULL AND UNDIVIDED ATTENTION, but yet get shown my size twelve boot right up his ass every time we meet....

Then truly, I stand a chance at becoming World Champion.

The problem with my not going after it though Rezin, is that first of all, you talk TOO much; I've already made decisions on what I want to do with my career and trust me...maybe JUUUUUUSST maybe I am waiting for the right time.

You see...I've never walked out on Empire Pro, I've been here from the start myself.

And don'tcha think I'd like to finish it out, here?? The way EVERY man expects??

But you're right on one thing, Rezin....LOSING the TV title isn't so bad...after all, the way I see it...

I've got nothing left TO lose.

But you?? Hell, at least you're willing to admit you're a failure, that's step one right??

Hang on...Step One??

Erik--er--Rezin...you're submitting to the "TWELVE-STEP"??

That's at least a step in the right direction, Rezin.

As far as myself??

I know what I am... I know I’m a failure. But you’re in f*cking denial if you think I’m the ONLY one.

Hell, I made dreams come true for one guy last month.

This week I get the chance to provide an opportunity for TWO.

Now...

(Cruise makes a fist and tends to it, looking at it and punching his open palm.)

Trust me when I tell you that with BOTH your recent luck and 'Cats...

This isn't something you want to chance.

Even if you play "Russian Roulette".

(FADEOUT)
 

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Re: Random luck

<i>(We open abruptly on the face of Aaron Jones, looking even more exhausted and frustrated than it did before. He’s behind the wheel of a moving car, the camera clearly mounted on the dash. After a quick glance to make sure the camera is filming, he refocuses his eyes on the road)</i>

<b>Aaron Jones:</b> I don’t know how seriously he is taking his match at Aggression 63.

I don’t know if he’s paying any attention to the words o f his opponents. I don’t know if he has any interest at all in even showing up. And given the complete disregard he had for his match at Aggression 61, I don’t even know if it’s a good idea for him to show up.

I hate to say that, and I see it more as a worst-case scenario than anything else. But I still believe in the importance of his mission. And even if his world has truly been shattered by Larry Tact’s betrayal – and I pray it has not – I know that somewhere, deep down, he still believes in it, too.

If he shows up unwilling to try, it will hurt his efforts. I would rather he take the extra time to recover than show up and make himself an afterthought again, as he did against Rich Mahogany.

But I suppose that kind of defeatist attitude would be right at home in the ring at Aggression 63, given his opponents.

This is one of the reasons I hope he has been paying attention to the words of his scheduled opponents. It would be good for him, I think, to see them playing their little game of “whose life is the most pathetic?”

Over the last few years, he has seen nothing but arrogance, selfishness and agenda-driven false modesty from the competitors of the modern era. It would be a refreshing change of pace for him to see this exchange between Rezin and Cameron Cruise.

Two men arguing over who is the biggest failure?

How did we get to this point?

A certain amount of self-loathing is to be expected on the parts of both men, given Cameron Cruise’s loss of the EPW Television Title and the losing streak that led to Rezin’s recent transformation. But how did failure become a point of pride for them? How did it become a championship to fight over?

How, Rezin, can you dedicate yourself to the total destruction of EPW if you consider yourself woefully inferior? Wouldn’t a failure be ill-suited for the task?

How, Cameron, can you question your own self-worth after just this most recent loss in a long career of victories and defeats? Haven’t you recovered from much bigger setbacks?

This is the effect today’s industry has on those who cannot maintain their position at the top. The accumulation of accolades takes precedence over everything else. And though the most successful only damage this business, those who cannot live up to their own expectations damage themselves as well.

Cameron, Rezin, are the two of you so obsessed with glory at all costs that you are willing to make failure a virtue, just so you can point to it and say, “Look at what I’m capable of?”

I mean, you have to know by now that there are people laughing about this triple threat match at Aggression 63.

All the attention is focused on that six-man tag main event, on whatever inane thing Stalker is planning and on how much worse Dan Ryan’s reactions will make it.

And then there are three other guys floating in space, waiting for something to stop their drifting so they can choose a new direction.

Maybe he doesn’t know he’s being mocked. It’s possible he hasn’t been paying enough attention to realize it. But neither of you can be totally unaware of it. No, not even you, Rezin.

Only one out of three can win. A loss won’t do much to help the other two.

But you know what’s going to be even less useful to everyone involved? A p(BLEEP)sing contest over who’s the worse wrestler. It’s only going to intensify the mocking and reinforce the notion that this triple threat is just a time-waster match while we wait for the main event.

I’m sure the both of you sincerely want to get back on the winning track, and I’m sure neither of you will consciously sabotage himself at Aggression 63. I wish I could have the same certainty when it comes to his plans.

But until then, is this really the debate you want to be having?

Because I have a better idea.

Maybe you walk into Aggression 63 seeking more than your own personal edification. Maybe you walk into Aggression 63 with priorities that go beyond victory.

Maybe if you can dedicate yourself to something that isn’t failure, you’ll actually achieve some measure of success. Crazy, I know.

It’s been a while since he’s expressed his thoughts on the matter, but there’s wisdom in his words. There should be more to this business than personal gratification at the expense of all else.

Rezin, Cameron, you can break those shackles.

It wouldn’t be right for me to tell you to see what he sees, because it’s been some time since I’ve known for certain what he sees. But I think you’ll find that if you steer yourselves onto the road he has paved, you won’t have to compete over whose vehicle is more tarnished.

<i>(Jones reaches up to turn off the camera, but stops himself short and pulls his hand back)</i>

<b>Jones:</b> I almost forgot. I told you that one of the reasons I wanted him to see the exchange between the two of you was because he might find it, on some level, to be a refreshing change.

I haven’t told you the other reason.

If he interprets things as I have – and I have reason to believe he will – he may see the depths to which you have stooped as concrete evidence that the problems against which he has fought still persist.

It may give him new resolve. It may put him back on the path. And if it does, this business will benefit.

The two of you, on the other hand …

Well, you may find yourself waking up on your backs in that ring, staring up at the lights, wondering what hit you. You may find yourself questioning why I offered you encouraging words shortly before he utterly destroyed you.

But look on the bright side. You’ll still have done some good.

You’ll have convinced him that his all-important cause is still worth fighting for, and in so doing, taken steps to cleanse this business of the sickness infesting it.

The solace you take in the right you’ve done may not heal your scars and mend your broken bones – but it will give you something to feel good about as you watch him resume his bloody work.

<i>(Almost cracking a smile, Jones reaches up to the camera again and switches it off, sending us to black)

(A few seconds later, we fade in on a shot of Copycat sitting at the same desk as before. Though the computer is still on the desk, Copycat no longer sits in front of it; he sits instead to the right of it, poring over some kind of paperwork on the desk with a pen in hand. He glances briefly up at the camera, then returns to the paperwork as we fade back to black)</i>
 

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Re: Random luck

"Seriously, is this how 'Cat communicates now-a-days? Through a friggin' male secretary??

(CUTTO: Cruise back in front of an Empire Pro Aggression backdrop.)

CRUISE: I mean, really 'Cat...before Anthology split, we were able to hang out backstage and downtown, not necessarily in terms of coffee and doughnuts, but more in terms of a conversational discussion during a lapdance and a beer.

I mean, how much easier can it be to discuss the economy, the disgraceful rate of the approval rating the President has or the national deficit, than during a poledance from a brunette named "Chloe" who's making it through College the hardway but has a heart of gold and double-D breasts to match??

Now bear with me...the last ten years I've had to share hotel rooms and the Playboy Mansion with the likes of Joey Melton and Jared Wells. You tend to get used to it after awhile, if you know what I mean.

Aaron Jones, you're not sure if it's such a good idea for 'Cat to show, muchless compete...but you see, the problem with that is that it's not really up to you...is it??

You talk about missions, and call 'Cat the "Savior", and this and that...but what exactly has he "saved"?

Sure...you and Cat' have probably had more run-ins with the World Champion recently than I can really even bother with...hell, there's still even a sign just inside the Empire Pro "Headquarters", still displaying for the World Title match at Wrestleverse IV; you downplay the plight that Rezin and I have had recently, but you're not exactly a pillar of Justice yourself...

Are you??

Now, I understand that everyone has an offnight now and again, I've obviously not been hidden from my fair share of it myself...but 'Cat isn't exactly a pushover, I know this from spending time with him as a member of Anthology.

The Greatest thing this company has ever seen since...well, "The 'Project".

I know...I know...you're welcome.

But let's face it....Rich Mahogany is A) a lucky-fool, hell bent on proving that David Lee Roth was wrong and not (Cruise does a mock dancing-shimmy) "Just a Gigolo" and B) a fourth-rate hack of what Shawn Hart USED to be....and you know what they say about not being able to replace those who got it right, so I'll save you the history lesson.

In the meantime, all you can do is hope that 'Cat has been paying attention outside more than a glimpse at a time from behind his desk as he stays up late with his little "Dear Diary" journals, and you think that Rezin and I are the ones who speak of expected self-loathing, but you missed the point I tried to explain to Rezin when it was clear as day; you see, I can agree with you on Rezins' transformation and the possibility of his being a failure, after all...it's pretty pathetic when you get arrested in the middle of a "King of the Cage" match and end up inverting WINNING the match.

Either that or maybe he's got a streak of jealousy in him that stems from my TAKING something that he couldn't get done himself, even with the addition of a second opponent to do the work for him, and steal the victory afterward.

Hell, that's "Bad Guy 101" right there, but yet here we are, Aggression 63 and he's pouting and threatening to do away with all the belts altogether before destroying the place. Now as strange enough that this particular situation sounds familiar...I can't help but knock it down to him throwing himself on the floor and kicking and screaming like a child in a Mall wanting a lollipop.

I hate to break it to you, Rezin...but Dan Ryan is already got his hands full with one CHILD...he just doesn't have the time and patience for the likes of you and your temper-tantrums.

And Aaron wants to know how we got to this point?

The fact is Aaron, for Rezin, "Officer Grady" was right: Desperation is a stinky cologne. Because ever since he took onto a singles career, he's done nothing relatively noteworthy that hasn't been considered a Crime in at least forty-eight states, forty-nine if you count the farmers in Nebraska.

So failure is a virtue for him, but as I was stating before...I'm not horrified by the fact that I lost the Empire Pro Television Championship, because I can take it back if I choose to. The difference as I stated before...is that not having a title in my possession right now lifts the burden of defending it every week, because after all let's face it...after all the years I busted my ass in that ring, I'm almost fairly convinced that they don't deserve to even SEE it.

Almost.

You see Aaron because unlike you, your "Savior" or Rezin and anyone else competing...

I HAVE been here from the start.

I've never walked out on the company.

I've never truly CHALLENGED Dan Ryan for leadership of the company.

I've challenged him to give me an OPPORTUNITY...and everytime he's done so, I've EARNED it.

But to sit there and think that people are laughing about THIS match at Aggression 63??

You really think that I give a damn about what THEY think??

I mean, I can see putting on a show for those tools in the seats if it were Me versus 'Cat.

But you add in a whining ninny like Rezin??

Well that just takes away from the sparkle of just what I can do, doesn't it?? After all, for all the stance Donovan Astros put after defeating Karl Brown and screwing me over with the Tag team titles on the line...he didn't put up much of a fight at Wrestleverse IV, now did he??

Nevermind what that Main Even provides, the fact is that with how I feel right now...this might very well be a match that 'Cat, myself, and yes, even Rezin...can steal or at the very least set the bar at FOR the Main Event.

And believe me Aaron, there's nothing I like more than pissing people off than by pissing people off by raising the bar...though now that I think of it, Wells would probably say "better to be pissed off than pissed on", so...take it for what you like.

I never said anything about being worse than Rezin, by the way, I just said that I had an off night when it mattered the most.

And with me, that almost NEVER happens.

Ever.

But you never even worried about me before so for you to worry about me now and what I NEED to do??

Don't you worry your 'perdy lil' head, Aaron, this here is "Grown-up" situations.

I've got my own plans set out for what I'm going to do at Aggression, afterwards, and for what I've got going at Aggression 64.

For your sake, you just be happy it doesn't include you, muchless Copycat.

Because believe me...what I've got planned goes beyond your comprehension for your or HIS..."mission"....when I'm through??

Your mission will self-destruct in five seconds.

FADEOUT
 

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Wasn't sure until I was almost finished and saw Brunk post for Dis, so I just went ahead and posted anyway...didn't want to delete it and lose out on the time spent.
 

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As a heads up, I never have a problem with posting after deadline, as long as it's understood that those posts don't count for judging. Still, there is some value in posting without judging to push an angle or build heat, so it's cool. But yes, make sure you read the lineup announcement for deadlines.
 

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