Chaos in the New World

[JLevinson]

(FADEIN to a black background with a pulsating, dripping blood anarchy logo. It fades in and out with the sound of a beating heart. They both fade off... CUTTO: Anarky, sitting on a stool in an otherwise empty room. The walls are bare. His face is missing his usual skull facepaint. He’s wearing a Baroness t-shirt and jeans.)

ANARKY: “So this is it, then. This is what it takes to make people care. A shiny new one-time shot at ULTRATITLE. And every punk who laced up his boots in the last two decades is suddenly ready to give it a shot.

“Suddenly ready to carry the banner.

“And most of you... heck, just about every last one of you... where have you been? Sitting on the sidelines. Waiting and watching. Probably remarking about how much better you could’ve done it if you got back into that ring. If.

“Just like that...”

(He snaps his fingers)

ANARKY: “... suddenly it’s 1998 all over again.”

“Some of you, well... you might remember me. Some of you probably don’t. Some of you probably couldn’t possibly care less. Good. This isn’t a f*cking history lesson.

“This is the truth.

“My name is Anarky, and while most of you have been kicking back on the fruits of your labors for quite some time now... I haven’t.

“No. I have been fighting. Because that’s what I do.

“I’m not a legend. Or a hero. Or a classic. I’m sure as hell not a favorite. I’m an afterthought. Another voice among a million more.

“But boys and girls... I’ll tell you one thing. I didn’t spend the last fifteen years waiting for the opportunity to be a stepping stone to your destiny. I didn’t put my body on the line, night after night, just to prove how great YOU were.

“I’m a fighter. Every f*cking day. Every f*cking match.

“While you were regaling your children with tales of your glorious career... I’ve been right f*cking here, night after night, letting this body die its slow, inevitable death...

“I don’t make predictions. I sure as hell doubt I’m going to win this thing. I know damned well how desperate men like Doc Silver and Joey Melton and Eli Flair can be when you get in the way of the visions they have of themselves. The glory the world owes them.

“The only thing I owe you, boys... is a punch in the f*cking mouth.

“Long after y’all went home.. I still carried this banner. And long after you all walk away, the chance for glory once again past you by... I’ll still carry this banner.

“And I’ll keep carryin’ it until the day I can’t... until the day comes that this body breaks down one too many times and all I’ve got left is in that ring... and me... I’ll be a hollow f*cking shell... nothing but a ghost.

“Nothing but a footnote in the history of your glory.

“And the sad part is...

“... I wouldn’t change a f*cking thing.

“I’ll see you all in the ring.”

(FADEOUT.)

 

[TH]

GOP: Hi, Anarky, if that's your real name. How are you? My name is Gordon Oliver Powell. I hear that there's a bit of a kerfluffle over your real age. Don't be alarmed. It's okay. If you cooperate and produce a birth certificate before the start of the tournament to prove that you are indeed still in your early 30s, I will leave you alone unless we are to meet in the middle of the ring. But God help me, if you dodge the question like a certain Barack HUSSEIN Obama, then I will be forced to hound and pursue you until you tell the world your real age and possibly be deported back to your home country, or a reasonable facsimile. I wouldn't mind not having you on American soil anymore.

How's Lebanon sound? Or maybe Nepal? Ooh, Kyrgyzstan, my nephew is always taking quizzes on this site called Sporcle, and Kyrgyzstan is on every other one. I always wanted to know what was going on over there.

This message has been approved by the Phantom Republican for ULTRATITLE '12 campaign

 

[JLevinson]

(FADEIN to an ULTRATITLE backdrop with Anarky standing in front of it, smiling.)

ANARKY: "Hey GOP, do me a favor... the next time you wanna waste my time talking sh*t, try not to steal your material from a bunch of overweight, basement-dwelling neckbeards on some Internet forums. Thanks, precious."

(FADEOUT.)

 

[TH]

GOP: Typical grandstanding. I'd expect this from a Democrat, but not someone whose name suggest that he's into a political affiliation a little more extreme than normal, eh? I'll have my travel agent book you a one-way ticket to Kyrgyzstan as we speak. Ta-ta, liar!