AGGRESSION 65: MAIN EVENT: WORLD TITLE - The First (c) vs. Cameron Cruise

[DBrunkGXW]

For the EPW World Title.

Post all RP here.

 

[The Great Eye]

(FADEIN: The First sitting on a table cross legged. First is dressed and has his face painted like The Crow, with his custom EPW World Title belt resting on the table in front of him.)

FIRST: People could say the most devastating loss I’ve ever suffered was against Anarky…That he sent me back to Salem with my tail between my legs, humiliated me and took my title…But they would be wrong, because by then I’d already held the title, been the champion and lived that dream…

Or could tell me Black Dawn was the moment when I hit my lowest point, beaten by Triple X, cast aside in favor of Lindsay Troy, I was the disposable hero who had my fifteen minutes run out and now it was time to move on…

But that wouldn’t be true either, because in that fight I had that crowd in the palm of my hand, they lived and died with my every move…They and I were as one in that ring that night…I won the crowd and that never could be taken from me…

Truth is Cammy, you put me lower than anyone ever has…I’d lost to Stevens, but it was a loss that felt like better times were coming for me…Then you cost me the tag belts, but Felix was starting to spiral out of control anyone so that was a time bomb that finally had gone off…

Then I was going to fight you at WrestleVerse, the biggest show in EPW…I was going to beat your ass, win the IC Title and launch my career as a major player in EPW…No more would I be the man who carried Felix Red’s bags…No way, WrestleVerse was to be the day that The First truly arrived in EPW…

And I had my Superstar entrance, the bird on my shoulder, did the whole Crow thing, looked like a million bucks, never in a million years did I think I’d lose to you…But I did…

Three straight defeats, three matches with gold on the line and I came up short…I could tell the crowd didn’t believe in me, they had doubts…

I had doubts…

You hear that word, potential…It sounds so good at first, but then it’s a curse…I could do something, I could be someone, I have potential...But what is potential if you don’t make good on it? What does it matter if you keep coming up short? I was about to be the guy with all the potential in the world but I never panned out, never made it…

You nearly broke me Cammy…Nearly made me give up on this foolish dream to try to make something of myself in this industry, nearly proved all the skeptics and doubters right…

But not quite…

Because what happened in the wake of that loss was that I redoubled my efforts…I saw Anthology and understood that it would take an army to beat an army, and with that HOPE was born to destroy Anthology and also to be the device I used to win the EPW World Title…

HOPE blunted Anthology, but it failed to get me the title…

So I redoubled my efforts again, where Anarky, Winters and Hart failed me, I found a man who could get me what I wanted. So I allied with Stalker and become champion...I did what was needed to get what I wanted…

But then I let it all slip from my hands so easy…I made foolish mistakes and paid for them…

And that led to me having to come back even bigger, even bolder than before…I had to do something to get EPW talking again to make an impact on the scene that hadn’t been felt in years…And so I took up the mantle of Dis…I became the mystery that EPW longed to solve, I became it’s salvation from the Sad King…I became EPW’s heart and soul…

But there are no happy endings Cammy, they didn’t have everyone walk out of the TD Garden and then closed up shop…The show always goes on…

And that’s why I had to fight a sixty minute war with Sean Stevens…And it’s why now I had to listen to you pop your mouth off about how you are going to be the next EPW World Champion…The show doesn’t end Cammy, it demands more, bigger, bolder, greater…And for my next trick…I’m going to beat the man who sent me to my lowest point…I’m going to avenge myself by taking a pound of flesh from you Cammy, you’re going to pay for everything that happened before that night and on that night…

Cause times have changed Cammy, since that night I’ve gone on to capture this belt twice, become the face of this company and done everything to be the best this industry has ever seen…You have just been treading water for years…Now Jared Wells has come back and given you a little confidence such that you talk a big game all of a sudden…Well guess what Cammy…Let’s see you back it up…

Let’s see if you can live up to all the hype you’ve made for yourself…Fighting for the biggest title in all the industry…Let’s see if Cameron Cruise can measure up and finally win the big one…

Because now it’s on you Cammy…I’ve done it all…You’re not who I’m really fighting in that ring Cammy…I’m fighting the history book, I’m fighting to help all those who would pen my legacy to be better educated about what to write and how to say it…I’m fighting for a place in history among the all-time greats in this sport and this company. To be completely honest with you Cammy I’m already on the podium…Top three all time in EPW at the very least…I don’t know what metal the critics want to give me but I got one…And I’m not stopping till they all agree it’s gold…

That’s where I am now Cammy, and where you are…Is where I was all those years ago…I got the belt, the glory and the fame…You got potential…Can you make anything of it?

We will find out soon enough….

(FADEOUT)

 

[TSiegel]

Favors

"At least you've got one thing right so far, First..."

(CUTTO: Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop, dressed in black jeans and a black shirt, black Anarchy-style shades.)

CRUISE: I am the motherfucker that made your life hell.

Just like I did for Sebastian Dodd, Troy Douglas, Donovan Astros and most recently, "Team Viagra"....which really...even if it's short for something...who in their right mind would need a group of guys just to use Viagra?? I mean...what is this....an infomercial??

For the record, Operators are NOT standing by.

But no...it wasn't Anarky, the fact is that as it turns out...World Championship or no World Championship, he's been nothing but a toddler throwing a temper tantrum.

(Mocking Anarky)

Look at me!! Look at me!!! DAMN YOU PEOPLE, LOOK AT ME!!!

(Mocks that Anarky "realizes" that he's not the champion.)

Where's Rezin...I DON' WANNA PLAY NO MORE!!! DIS WAS THE FIRST!!!

("Anarky", stamps his feet in frustration, whimpers.)

Maybe Rezin wants to play "Tiddly-Winks", instead??

("Anarky" ceases to be)

CRUISE: The fact is, that no matter how many times you fought Sean, how you lost or got back the World title or that you used Stalker as a means to do so, when it came down to it...

It wasn't Sean, or Lindsay or Felix either, that brought you down.

It was ME the same "Coward", as you call me, who found the crossbeam that kept your "stage" up in your career, and indeed...just like I figured, you guessed it.

Biggity-Bam. Your makeshift-ideal-for-succeeding is rubble.

Never mind that you managed to get past what Sean tried to hammer in that mascara-covered skull, the fact is that anything that either of you fired off as mental projectile towards each other....I pretty much said about three months prior or in Trips case...

(Cruise shrugs)

...the entire time...

(Cruise crosses his arms over his chest)

...but the fact is, you were ALWAYS the guy who carried Felix Red's bags, and you always will be. Hell, if Felix were to show back up and bring that sack of what he THINKS could be "Cajones" with him...he'd still be a bigger glass of water than you would.

You see First, this is why you need to understand, Jared and I...we don't give a damn about what you think and say, the same went on with when we ran things in Anthology.

The fact is that you can't get the job done without some kind of ASSISTANCE.

Never mind the Tag team titles, we can go all day and them some on just who the better Tag Team specialist is around here....

(Cruise suddenly coughs, opting to add in sarcasm of which he slaps his chest a couple of times)

'Scuse me.

But don't worry...usually people lose interest in people after three different title losses on the line, but the fact is they don't like you now because you're a GREEDY LITTLE F*CK.

You used some excuses to get a World title match, as well as a way to WIN those matches.

And you think that's a feasible way to make those people believe IN you??

You might be crazy for the simple fact that you're a grown man wearing make-up, but you're reaching just a little TOO far for approval, and the fact is that you KNOW THIS.

Yet you couldn't give that "Attention-needing WHORE" five more minutes.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

You say that I nearly BROKE you?? That you almost GAVE UP, on what you FELT you needed to do, to accomplish...but NOT quite??

What exactly do you think I do for a living, First??

I mean, you act like I CAN'T finish what I start....who do you think I am?? Joey Melton??

The fact is that Anthology was BIGGER than you and Sean Stevens and everyone else had ever imagined, even bigger than HOPE.

Did you ever see me use anything other than my ABILITY to win a title in EPW, even when I was teaming with Melton??

The answer is "No", irritant, and I don't need to.

HOPE didn't get you the World title because you tried to be BIGGER than what HOPE was meant to be, and people like Layne Winters, Anarky, even Shawn Hart....those people RESENTED YOU, First, as people like Jared and I and the rest of Empire Pro Wrestling do now.

So then you tried to get a "Morgan Freeman" to help you...you called Jason Reeves.

Mister "Welcome to my world".

What you deem as a necessary evil, a "deal with the devil" if you will...is a minor infraction, a nuisance to me if you will.

Three to four times he swore he'd show me what it's like to be in "his world", and the closest he ever got was when Astros couldn't hold up his end of the bargain in the King of the Cage tournament.

And we all know what happened after that.

Stalker is nothing but a sipper, and the fact that he took THIS long to get a shot at the title....I'd say that it's pathetic if it weren't for the fact that he did me a favor in the process.

Getting rid of Daymon....causing all this "hell" in the process....let's be honest....

I had better things to do with my time, and I know....I know...you're gonna say "what better things?? You took the better part of a decade to grow a pair??"

Being versatile and variable in career of this magnitude, I don't have to tell you what it can do for a guy such as myself or even you for that matter.

After all...you ARE a two-time World Heavyweight Champion.

(Cruise grits his teeth)

I can do nothing to deny that, it's the truth.

You decided to put on the Mask as Dis and (Finger quotes), "Shock the world"...and you did just that, the one thing that was as remarkable AS what Anthology did on a daily basis, and won the World title.

(Cruise pauses)

Although, now that I think about it...there is one thing.

You think what you did in beating Anarky was "salvation"??

Since when is this company EVER happy that you're it's savior??

Me?? This company NEEDS a person like myself as the top dawg.

Which is why I'm coming to Detroit, Michigan beat you within an inch of your life, First. There isn't going to be "avenging" anything, at least if you don't count the fact that you managed to win the most prestigious title this industry has to offer.....not once, but twice.

You can say you've done everything...but here's the thing, First...

Outside of the World Heavyweight Championship...how can you say you've done ANYTHING in this business, more specifically in this COMPANY...when I've done it before you...and not only that...but I've done it BETTER than you, First.

You wanna be one of the Top Three of all time in, EPW??

You gotta go through ME.

And for some reason, I find if VERY difficult for me to believe that you can get the job done. Not after what happened with Sean Stevens, and not after I decidedly defeated you at Wrestleverse for the EPW Intercontinental Championship to stay around my waist.

You got the belt alright, First.

You even got the glory of BEING the Empire Pro World Heavyweight Champion.

But what Jared and I did with Anthology, what I did with my career and what I did to YOURS....

I'm more famous than you could ever DREAM.

(Cruise shakes his head, his hand going up)

But don't worry First....after Aggression, I'll make you so famous....

(Cruise pauses for a effect)

You'll never have to leave your home again.

EVER.

FADEOUT

 

[The Great Eye]

Re: Favors

(FADEIN: The First walking down a dirt path. First has on a black baseball cap, sunglasses that cover much of his face, black T-Shirt and shorts. The video is the quality of a hand held camera.)

FIRST: Muse and I drive to the North Shore Shopping Center and then take the walking path and walk to the break in the path that links it to a little suburb in Peabody, then we turn around and walk back, a little four mile walk in the middle of the day to get away from the world and all that, enjoy nature before the mosquitos show up and make nature less than enjoyable, but as we were walking today I got the buzz on my phone, and then another and another and I knew what that meant, it meant that Cameron Cruise had made those painful noises he calls ‘words’ come out of his mouth and now I was going to have to deal with him.

So here we go…

(First takes a deep breath)

FIRST: Finish what you start Cruise? This was all part of the plan huh? Beat me at Wrestleverse a few years ago and then wait for me to win the EPW World Title for the second time and agree to fight you and then you would end my career once and for all?

You really expect me to believe I’ve fallen into your trap? Some scheme you’ve been working on for all this time? Really Cammy, you do have to be joking with this nonsense. But then again nonsense is the only thing you seem to know…How else could you make a comment like your career in EPW is better than mine, if we leave out the whole “Been World Champion” thing.

(Stares at the camera blankly for a beat.)

You got me beat in everything in EPW except for being World Champion…Well congrats Cammy, guess what that makes you…Not EPW World Champion…And guess what that makes you?

Second rate.

I’m glad you’re much more proud of Anthology than HOPE, or of the Cameron Cruise Project over The Forsaken, and all of those other minor skirmishes…But in the end all anyone ever cares about is the big belt, did you win it? How long did you hold onto it? And when you lost it, did you get it back.

And the answer for you on those questions is “No” and then “Not Applicable.”

What’s hilarious about all of this is that you rant and rave about anything that happens to wonder into the scary dark corners of your crazy mind and you lash out at anyone and everyone you can think to attack. Anarky got it on the chin for reasons I don’t really understand, you buried Stalker for never getting a world title shot, and telling him that he sucks because it’s taken him this long to get one…This would be like the Buffalo Bills calling out the Cleveland Browns for never making a Super Bowl.

In other words, it’s big talk from a big loser.

See Cammy, you’re not a big star, you’re a joke…You’re a joke that’s done nothing since that night when you beat me…After that it was finishing third in a four man World Title match at Black Dawn, and picking up the TV title just so Adrian Willard could beat the hell out of you and send you running to Jared Wells…And after you dangled with Jared and called him Daddy enough times to make him happy he agreed to come back to EPW and give you a running buddy, since you’ve never had the nerve to do a damn thing in this company without having somebody to watch your back…Now you’re here talking a big game about what you’re going to do and how you’re FINALLY going to win the EPW World Title…

That one thing I’m better than you at…

(Smiles.)

You want to talk about assistance to win matches and claim you don’t use it…(Shakes head) Really Cammy? You didn’t have Copycat start his tour-de-force acting by having him cost me that match against you? And you just about had a stroke when Impulse demanded you not be allowed to get involved in his match against Wells for the IC Title, which leads me to the pretty easy deduction that Wells is going to interfere in our match…Mr. “No assistance.”

I got a deal for you…Muse will stay in the back if Wells does the same. Put your money where your mouth is Mr. “All Ability.” And show us you’re not scared to take me on one on one without your Daddy at ringside to keep you safe.

See, I’m willing to fight this match any way you want to, just throw the rules out and have a blood bath, that’s fine with me. You want two refs and instant replay to verify that the result was completely above board and honest…That’s fine too…I have no fear going into this match with you Cammy, for one simple reason.

I’m better than you…

My drive, my desire, my will has made me the Champion of the World…I live for this…I’ve fought kicked and clawed my way to the top of the mountain and nobody’s taking off the mountain top without paying a fell price…You’re going to bleed and suffer Cammy…This isn’t going to be a match, this is going to be a battle of survival, this is going to be a test of just how badly do you want to be the champion…You think you want the gold, you think you want to take the title and strut around acting like you’re the King of the World…But the fact is you have NO IDEA what it takes to win the title…You have no idea how much abuse and pain I’m willing to endure to beat you…

Because this is about making EPW the greatest company in this industry…This is about showing anyone and everyone that when they step through the doors here that there’s a higher standard one has to measure up to hold the EPW World Title…This is about making sure only the very best in this industry ever get to hold this belt…Last time we fought you were the gatekeeper that was holding me back from moving up that next step on the ladder…Now I’m the gatekeeper, denying you access to the most exclusive club in the world…

EPW World Champion…

I deny you entrance into that club because you haven’t earned it, you haven’t worked for it…You haven’t put in the time and effort needed…You’ve spend your career bumbling and stumbling around like a drunk fool, and now you think cause you got this shot that the fates will reward you with glory…

Your fate is a beating, a brutal beating, you will be a teaching moment to the locker room that those who get up in my face get slapped down and punished for their transgressions…You’re going to bleed Cammy, you’re going to hurt like you can’t imagine…And as you’re in that ring being tortured by me, being beaten by me…Know that I’m enjoying every last bit of it…Even when you’re on offense and hurting me, I’ll relish it, because every time I kick out, I know a little part of you will die inside, because you’ll think you came so close, and maybe the next pin will get me…

But it won’t…You’ll always be one second away from your dreams, so damn close, but so far away…

And in the end Cammy, when it’s over and you’re beaten and humiliated…You can slink back to your locker room, and you can think about how you hate my eyeliner, you hate my face paint and all the other things that make me the man I am…I’ll know what it is you really hate.

You hate that I’m EPW World Champion…

And you NEVER will be…

(FADEOUT)

 

[TSiegel]

Clarification

"No First, once again you fail to see the writing on the wall"

(CUTTO: Cameron Cruise in front of an Empire Pro backdrop, dressed in blue slacks, a matching sports coat and white undershirt and matching shades.)

CRUISE: There's no no elaborate plan.

I'm not like you, First, I don't hatch some big scheme to play on the idea that the rest of you people are complete and utter idiots, not hardly.

And I certainly don't have any desire to wear a mask either.

No, in fact....I'm quite simpler.

I beat you and kept my Intercontinental Championship in my possession at Wrestleverse afew years ago because I was BETTER than you, plain and simple.

There was no waiting for YOU to become EPW World Champion much less a SECOND time before I decided to take my opportunity at what I wanted at the beginning of this journey, eight years ago....the fact is that I know that I can make more of a commodity for Dan Ryan than just a grunt looking to make a dream come true on the off-chance opportunity that the Challenger called in sick and the Champion needs a fill in.

The hell you think I am?? Bud Bundy, trying to make good on an invite to "NO MA'AM"??

Everyone knows...that kind of a role belongs to Jason Reeves.

No First, apparently I didn't make myself clear enough the first time....I agreed, reluctantly at first albeit, but I agreed to turn to tag team wrestling because I was told that it was a trustworthy business venture.

Granted, that same advice came from the same guy who would run my cellphone-and-room-service bills into triple digits and then would disappear for three hours for what he told me was "important-and-rewarding-business" that somehow included Spa treatments, a pedicures, manicures, and something that had to do with sliced cucumbers that I wanted NOTHING TO DO WITH.

After all...I can understand keeping with sanitary health conditioning and standard inspections, my father was in the Military so it kinda ran with the family when I was wee-little Cruiser...

(Cruise cuts himself off without skipping a beat.)

But I draw the line when vegetables come into play folks, at that point it's just WEIRD.

(The Camera cuts in close on Cruise)

But I digress.

There's no trap, First.

The fact is, that every time I've gone out and won a title in EPW...I was straight up BLATENT the entire time about it.

"The Messiah" Sebastian Dodd??

Never saw it coming. Troy Douglas??

My proverbial BITCH.

Donovan Astros??

Never heard from again.

So you see....there really is no "trapping" or "scheming" about it.

You were a Coward trying to capitalize on a revolution that Jared and EYE made in Anthology a few years ago, and believe me when I tell you...

Ain't a hell of a lot has changed since, except the fact that my career has been alittle more decorated than yours. I mean, I'm not trying to dive into the whole "who's more famous-than-who" contest...

But let's face it, thanks to the popularity that ensued with "'the Project"...you're looking at THE ONLY...current member of the Empire Pro Roster that can show up on Hugh Hefner's doorstep at the drop of a hat.

You??

(Cruise scratches his head a minute.)

WITH my help...I could probably get you a gig as a Magician at one of the bunnies' kids parties....hell, you might even get a chance to wear your REGULAR get up, and make a little money at it on the side...

I mean, since you like Tea Parties an' Alice 'n' Wonderland and such.

My being better at everything PERIOD...except World Champion doesn't mean I'm second rate though First, no, in fact that means quite the OPPOSITE.

That means that since I came in here eight years ago, since I put Suicide on his ass and out of the company....I was DESTINED to be World Heavyweight Champion.

See, you can say and do what you want about what you said before....taking on Sean Stevens almost half-a-dozen times might be a good definition of PERSISTENCE....

...but this isn't exactly a mid-term, I don't NEED a book report on why you think facing Sean Stevens more times in almost two years before finally getting the job done.

That's not destiny, that's not persistence, but I'm sure Sean would agree that it IS ignorance.

(Close up on Cruise's face.)

Wouldn't you....

(Cruise grins from ear-to-ear.)

Trips.

As far as your questions that "Don't apply"....believe me...they probably would've had a better chance had you actually not paraded around with that damn mask.

But still, it doesn't matter because I still managed to prove you one better when Astros left.

(Cruise holds up his right index finger)

Leave it to you though, First...ever the hypocrite.

I can trash and put down anyone I please...and you try to make logic out of it....really...a valid effort at that, but let's think about this for a second:

I'm being berated by a Coward to the state in which I'm misunderstood...and it's by a grown man who represents this company as it's "Champion".

A man who wears Mascara make-up, eye-liner, nail polish, who holds childrens' tea parties and he's without a child of his own to raise.

This isn't creepy, is it??

(The camera cuts back out to a full profile view)

I might not have won the World title just yet, First, but believe me when I tell you...

I'm no loser, not like you.

I don't get frantic for shots at a World Heavyweight Championship....like you.

I don't threaten with putting my career on the line versus the World Heavyweight Championship....like you.

And believe it or not...I don't need to hide behind a mask for another shot at the World Heavyweight Championship...like you...after I get Layne Winters to show up and lose the Tag Team titles that didn't belong to me in the first place.

No, because if I want to go up and punch you right in the face...I'll do it.

And you know I will.

It's nice to hear you calling me a coward, First....I mean, you seem to think that just because Copycat decided to get involved that EYE needed assistance to win the match....really, First...

Don't make a fool of yourself on national television, it's unbecoming of the World Champion.

Not only did you have the OPPORTUNITY to win when I picked you back up....but even BEFORE that...BEFORE you THINK I "cheated"....

Before I picked your worthless carcass off the mat and hit you with the Reality Check...BEFORE THAT....

You...spit....(Cruise shudders with disgust)...that nasty...green mist....in my face.

And you think EYE cheat??

Are you STONED?? In fact, you have to be if you don't remember what happened....

You're lucky I don't have you tested for drugs, coward.

You, much like Impulse...are a sipper.

Who was it that blinded me??

Did you kick out of that LAST Reality Check??

I sternly warn you to re-think what you say, First, after all....there is that wonderful thing we the RIGHTEOUS...call "Video Evidence".

And believe me when I tell you...

Dan Ryan doesn't like to admit when he's got a liar for a Champion representative.....it's bad business.

So to answer your question, First....

No.

Go fuck yourself.

Kiss my ass.

Let's remember this one thing:

You're the one that challenged ME..."Champ".

I've already got plenty of examples that show that I don't need Jared to help me beat you, just as he doesn't need me to beat Impulse.

You wanna show the world that you can get it done??

The match goes on, status quo.

Not only will I be there to beat the yellow off your back, but Jared will be there at ringside to watch mine.

I'm going to beat you, First.

I'm going to beat you until you wish you kept your mouth shut three years ago before the Intercontinental title match, so in other words...don't worry...the make-up on your face is making you out to be the biggest sissy this business has ever seen....which generally means one thing; this isn't going to take long at all.

I've had eight LONG years of knowing what it's like to win the World Heavyweight Championship, unlike you, you think I haven't worked for label such as WORLD CHAMPION than that I don't deserve it....

(The camera closes in on Cruise, who takes a solemn look at the camera, his face now a sudden expression of anger, as Cruise takes off his shades.)

I want you to think about something I've tried to hammer into heads for the longest time, First.

I told you already, that I won every singles title ever produced in Empire Pro.

Never mind how I lost them, the fact remains is that HOW I got them...made the difference.

Dodd.

Astros.

Douglas...ESPECIALLY Douglas.

Either they've been driven out of the company or they've been driven out of the company and on their way to the HOSPITAL.

If I'm able to do THAT to the titles that YOU don't win....

Think of what I'm capable of doing to you, with the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP on the line??

(Cruise shudders, before smiling ear-to-ear)

The possibilities...oh First....the possibilities..

FADEOUT

 

[The Great Eye]

Re: Clarification

(FADEIN: The First standing in front of The Joe in Detroit. First is dressed like The Crow, black leather jacket, tight fitting shirt, black jeans and boots, face painted like Eric Draven after he came out of the ground. His personalized EPW World Title belt rests on his shoulder.)

FIRST: The signal to noise ratio gets worse and worse with you every time you talk Cammy, more and more static, less and less real things said. And the sad thing about it is that everything you say is something that I can just come back and trump…

You bring up Dodd, Douglas and Astros as if they were some Murderer’s Row of talent that we’ll never see the likes of again in this industry…

I’ll make a wager with you Cammy…Find ANYONE other than yourself who’s brought up Dodd, Douglas, or Astros since you beat them and I’ll pay for you to get a full mani-pedi and you can even get the cucumbers. You know what they are used for? You put them around your eyes to decrease puffiness, it’s nothing sick...It’s a common skin care thing...You really need to get out more…

Exactly nobody gives a damn about the list of third stringers you beat years ago…I’m the guy who thinks he’s 6,000 years old…Yet you’re the guy who’s living in the past…

And while you’re the guy bragging about fighting Who Dat’s and Never-Will-Be’s…I was in that ring fighting people who matter…

Like say, Anarky…Or Triple X…

Folks that did something, like say…Held the EPW World Title…Folks that matter in the story of EPW and wrestling itself…You got a list of nobodies, I got a mantle full of legends…

And while you were busy having Adrian Willard kick your ass night in and night out, I was busy both being Dis and pushing everyone’s buttons, attacking whoever what I wanted whenever I wanted, sowing the seeds of conflict and building towards my glorious reign…And I was also myself, the hero of the people, winning the EPW World Tag Team Titles with my friend Eddie Burns…

And it was Eddie who did that whole set up with Winters thing, I was just gonna fake a Dis attack amd leave him to fend for himself in a two on one. Do try to get the story right, not that you’ve ever come close to doing so in the past. Facts don’t ever get in the way of your stories.

I care about facts Cammy…See I’m an honest man, you whine at me for spinning mist in your eyes last time…Tough break man, I’ll do it again…The problem with you Cammy is that you have to justify everything, you spend your whole life trying to explain away things.

You’re always stuttering and bumbling and all “But but you did something bad first, so I had to do something bad to react to it!”

Cammy, OWN YOUR SH*T.

You cheated and you won, congrats.

You know who else has cheated and won?

Me.

I’ve won victories over folks who fought on the straight and narrow and beat them by the most underhanded of means and don’t feel the slightest bit guilty for it.

You scream and yell over and over again about my make-up and eyeliner and the fact that I dress and carry myself the way I do, you bring up the tea parties I had years ago…(Smiles.) glad they made an impression on you…See I do these things because they draw attention to me and they become memories…Nobody on this earth could remember what you were wearing or doing years ago, since you were most likely just being Cameron Cruise, on the phone to someone trying to get them to join Anthology just so you could pad the ranks of your little group by another member.

Anthology, you’re so damn proud of it…You can’t go a single promo without bringing it up…

How did Anthology end?

Or should I say, how did it end for you?

Sean Stevens kicking your ass, taking Anthology from you and leaving you in a broken heap on the floor, and Copycat, Tact, Wells, and Edmunds shaking their heads and walking away with him. Your best buddy, “Daddy” as he likes to be called, couldn’t stick up for you when it came time for Anthology to come under new management.

Management that wasn’t a joke to the industry.

So you want Wells in your corner now to help you…I fought for the EPW World Title before and Jared Wells was in the opponent’s corner that night too…The opponent was Sean Stevens…

Daddy goes where the money’s good, and right now since he’s been out of circulation for a while, he’s stooped to answering your calls, but you’re not friends, you’re not Brothers…You’re wrestlers, and one day somebody’s gonna cut him a check with a big number on it, and you’ll once again be laying in a pool of blood…

Maybe I should think about making him such an offer…You were so kind to remind me I don’t have a child of my own…So the college fund for Eleanor can be re-committed to other things…Like the “Buy off Jared Wells so he beats the daylights out of Cameron Cruise and saves me a night of work.” Fund…

Or more likely I don’t have to do such things, because I can kick your ass any day of the week Cammy…I don’t need help or gimmicks or tricks, even if they would make things more fun. I know that I’ve been spending my time fighting the best of the best, while you’ve been begging just to get on shows. I’ve been doing it in the ring night after night, while you’ve been TALKING a big game and not backing any of it up.


See that’s what separates us Cammy, I’ve been doing big things, and you’ve been talking big things…You’ve bragging about stuff nobody cares about, while I got the whole world’s attention squarely focused on myself…in that big 8 man tag you WERE NOT a part of, everyone was mentioning me, what I did, how I won this title…(Pats belt) how I made an impact, how folks were going to come at me to take the title from me…

You remind me I made this challenge…Well guess what Cammy, I made the challenge cause you got out there and claimed you were going to be the next EPW World Champion…Lord knows you really didn’t have any plan to make that really happen, odds are you were just going to do what you always do, scream and yell like a crazy person till the you got put in a ‘quiet room’ for a while and they straightened out your medication.

See Cammy, there’s a lot of people making a lot of promises out there, Stalker’s got his banked title shot, Anarky and Rezin want to maim and injure people until the league falls apart under the weight of all the bodies they pile up, I’m sure Stevens hasn’t gone away...That and all the rest of it means that you honestly didn’t have any realistic hope of getting in the ring to fight for the EPW World Title unless I decided to be a nice guy and give you a crack at the belt.

Simply put Cammy, I’ve done you a huge favor, I’ve given you the chance of a lifetime and all you’ve done is sputter and scream and call me a coward… Well you do all that when you’re not still taking shots at Joey Melton…I mean this is only your chance to be EPW World Champion it’s not that big of a deal…Making sure we all know you were the talent of the “Cameron Cruise Project” is a far more pressing issue.

But in the end, we’re going to fight, me and you, for the belt. When you get in that ring, I’m going to make you wait a little while, the champion’s right and all that, to come out second and to come out on HIS time…I want you to feel the energy in that crowd…I want you to drink it in…Cause the crowd won’t have that buzz of a big fight, the expectation of a mass of humanity waiting to see two of the world’s best going head to head to find out who the better man is…

No Cammy…The energy in that crowd…Will be that of a mob waiting to see a public execution…It will be a blood thirsty gang that wants to reveal in the pain and suffering of the condemned…The demand for blood vengeance that is primal in all of us…
They will want to see you pay for insulting their intelligence, for being a pretender to the throne and for daring to think that you even had a chance against me…

And you’ll turn to Jared Wells, your dear friend, and you’ll see it in his eyes…He’ll know you can’t win this match…He might try to reassure you…But about all he’ll be doing is trying to nurse his wounds from getting his ass kicked by Impulse and waiting for a moment to cheap shot me so that after you lose he might stand a chance of talking his way into a title match of his own…

After your small talk with him…Then it’ll be a few moments before “Happy Birthday” kicks up on the PA…And the crowd will know that judgment is coming…That the Hand of Fate has arrived to do what must be done… I’m going to destroy you…I’m going to delight in punishing you, I’m going to take so much joy in watching the hope drain from your eyes, as the REALITY sets in that the man you beat all those years ago is long gone…And he’s been replaced by a far more brutal, far more determined, far more violent man…A man who is going to turn this night into a living hell for you…

You truly have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into…Rest assured of one thing…

This ends badly for you.

(FADEOUT)

 

[The Great Eye]

Re: Clarification

(FADEIN: The First standing in front of a convention center in Detroit. The First is in his Crow get up still with black leather jacket, tight T-Shirt, black jeans, black boots, face painted like the Crow, his hair dyed black and spilling over his face. The EPW World Title resting on his shoulder.)

FIRST: I like to crawl around inside people’s head’s…Especially broken people…I like to figure out why they are broken, what makes them tick, what makes them not like everyone else…Now you might take a look at me and think I’m broken…That’s your right to do so…But the one thing I definitely am…Is comfortable in who I am…I know what I am and I know what I represent, if you think I’m nuts that’s fine with me…I don’t pander or hold back my point of view for anyone’s sake.

See, that’s the problem with you Cammy, you have low self-esteem, because while you talk a big game whenever you’re not being threatened, the moment push comes to shove, everything about you becomes justifications, explanations and excuses…You have your list of talking points you have to get through in order to tell us what you’re thinking and what is on your mind…

You can’t just tell me you’ll kick my ass, you have to list off the names of the fallen from days gone by, as if you needed some sort of proof that you’re capable of beating me…More than the proof of oh say…The fact that you’ve beaten me…You could just say “First, I kicked your ass before, and this time with the big belt on the line…I’m going to do it again.” But no, instead we have to hear about your legendary exploits from days gone by, how you laid out Rommel in the African deserts and gave him and the Nazi’s a Reality Check they just didn’t like…

You have to lash out at Joey Melton…Who’s last big act in the wrestling world was having his arm get broken at my hands…(Smiles) because lord knows everyone cares about the Cameron Cruise project now-a-days…Everything in your past has to be revised, updated, remade to fit into your world view that allows you to keep talking the non-sense you like to shout at me…

It’s why you can’t just say “Yeah I told Copycat to kick your ass, and he did, and then your ass got kicked, Anthology straight punked your ass.” You have to dodge and deny and spin…You have to come up with all these rationalizations as to why what happened happened.

I got a reason for why you asked Copycat to attack me.

Cause you wanted to win the friggin’ match…

It’s like Herm Edwards says, you play to win the game.

But you can’t even just say that…Cameron Cruise even when he has a victory in his back pocket to brag about, to throw in my face and show me how capable he is of taking the EPW World Title away from me, has to spent his time defending what happened, he has to justify his actions.

Who are you justifying yourself to Cammy?

I mean the only friggin’ guy in the locker room who would give a damn about how you won that match is Impulse, are you afraid he’s going to look down his nose at you?

And if that’s what makes you such a babbling moron when you’re trying to explain how you beat me, then you’re an even bigger fool than I thought…

Fact is Cammy, you know in your bones you don’t belong in that ring with me…It’s why you’re saying all these things, you’re trying to hype yourself up…Fake it till you make it as they say in the rap game…

But the problem for you Cammy is I can spot a fake a mile away…I know you down to your very soul…You’re a scared man…You’re afraid of what’s going to happen in that ring…You know you backed yourself into a corner with all your big talk and now the bill has come due…You know you’re going to be in for a long night of pain and suffering…and you know you can’t do anything to stop it…

And when you get in the ring with me, everything you do will be the actions of a man who doesn’t truly believe he can win. You’ll be fighting not to lose…Not to be humiliated…I’m not going to toy with you Cammy, I’m not going to let you get your foot in the door…From the opening bell, I’m going to unleash hell on you…

I’m fighting a scared man, and the more I beat on him, the more I hurt him and make him suffer the more scared he becomes…Soon it won’t be a fight for my title…It will be a fight for your dignity…The only question of the fight will be if you go down swinging or if you’re left a weeping, humiliated blob in the center of the ring…

It’s not a question of if you’re going to win or lose…Your fear has already answered that question…All that remains is if you’ll ever be able to show yourself in EPW again after I finish exposing you to the world for the scared little man you really are.

(FADEOUT)