TBirdSCIL
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Maelstrom and Jean Rabesque vs. Stephen Morgan and Nikolai A
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[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-16-03 AT 06:53 PM (EST)](FADE IN:..... On a huge poster promoting the GLCW's next card at the James Rhodes Arena in Akron.....
"MAIN EVENT: GLCW Champion Maelstrom and Jean Rabesque vs. Nikolai Ash and Stupendous Stephen Morgan"
Suddenly a large shadow emerges upon the poster, casting it into stark contrast with the rest of the lighted room. Faint laughter is heard as the cameras begin to pull back revealing to us whose shadow it is that suddenly appeared..... revealing to us as he turns, the faint grin on the man who holds the GLCW Heavyweight title..... revealing to us, the stoic glare of the man we still know simply as......)
MAELSTROM: So, it seems what CAN'T be done on an individual basis, needs to be ATTEMPTED collectively eh? Ash..... Morgan..... Raby an' I made the Tag Team Champs tap out, so what do ya think we'll do to the likes of.....
(points his finger directly into the camera)
MAELSTROM: YOU!? Yeah, yeah, I know yer gonna say that ya aren't the UA an' such..... an' ya know what..... I AGREE! I may not think much of the UA..... AND BELIEVE ME I DON'T! But there's no denying that you two don't even measure up to their punk a$$es! 'Less of course ya feel like payin' for the "invaluable" services of Manson an' Anarky again to try an' even up the odds, eh Morgan?
(winks as he smiles facetiously)
MAELSTROM: Not that it woulda made any diff anyhow, but at least ya didn't hide the fact that ya KNEW ya couldn't get the job done 'gainst me by yerself! So now, yer comin' back with yer butt-buddy Ash, hoping for a lil' retribution.....
(smiles as he nods his head)
MAELSTROM: Oh yeah...... here's a chance for both you AND Ash to redeem yerselves 'gainst me..... to redeem yerselves 'gainst those humblin' realities I unleashed on ya! Problem is though..... I WON'T be by myself. You'll also have to contend with......
(pauses as he casually looks to the side and spits in a somewhat disgusted manner)
MAELSTROM: ..... my partner Raby! An' while I don't particularly care much for his a$$ either, he's at least proven to me so far that he can be relied upon as a partner..... something which you'll probably also claim 'bout yer partner, Morgan, a claim that conflicts with yer own true beliefs. He left ya out to dry once before an' it wouldn't surprise me if he does it again. So now, my question to you Morgan is, if ya couldn't get the job done against me before with Anarky and Manson watchin' yer back, what makes ya think you'll fare any better with a partner who inspires doubt 'gainst me AND Raby? You guys may get along well an' all that, somethin' which me an' Raby obviously don't do..... but ya see that just may not be enough Morgan..... ya see while I'll be the first to admit that Raby is simply a partner of convenience, that I don't even give a damn 'bout him.... Raby an' I have absolutely nothing in common an' oddly enough, this instance of opposites attracting works well for us. I'll also be the first to admit that despite our underlying animosity, I KNOW he's a RELIABLE partner.... somethin' you may want to think 'bout a bit longer before ya put on yer next "performance" for the cameras......
(lips curling in a sneer, Maelstrom glances at the poster and shakes his head disparagingly right before he turns and leaves, dragging the GLCW strap in tow behind him...... leaving us with no choice but to simply...... FADE OUT)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-16-03 AT 06:53 PM (EST)](FADE IN:..... On a huge poster promoting the GLCW's next card at the James Rhodes Arena in Akron.....
"MAIN EVENT: GLCW Champion Maelstrom and Jean Rabesque vs. Nikolai Ash and Stupendous Stephen Morgan"
Suddenly a large shadow emerges upon the poster, casting it into stark contrast with the rest of the lighted room. Faint laughter is heard as the cameras begin to pull back revealing to us whose shadow it is that suddenly appeared..... revealing to us as he turns, the faint grin on the man who holds the GLCW Heavyweight title..... revealing to us, the stoic glare of the man we still know simply as......)
MAELSTROM: So, it seems what CAN'T be done on an individual basis, needs to be ATTEMPTED collectively eh? Ash..... Morgan..... Raby an' I made the Tag Team Champs tap out, so what do ya think we'll do to the likes of.....
(points his finger directly into the camera)
MAELSTROM: YOU!? Yeah, yeah, I know yer gonna say that ya aren't the UA an' such..... an' ya know what..... I AGREE! I may not think much of the UA..... AND BELIEVE ME I DON'T! But there's no denying that you two don't even measure up to their punk a$$es! 'Less of course ya feel like payin' for the "invaluable" services of Manson an' Anarky again to try an' even up the odds, eh Morgan?
(winks as he smiles facetiously)
MAELSTROM: Not that it woulda made any diff anyhow, but at least ya didn't hide the fact that ya KNEW ya couldn't get the job done 'gainst me by yerself! So now, yer comin' back with yer butt-buddy Ash, hoping for a lil' retribution.....
(smiles as he nods his head)
MAELSTROM: Oh yeah...... here's a chance for both you AND Ash to redeem yerselves 'gainst me..... to redeem yerselves 'gainst those humblin' realities I unleashed on ya! Problem is though..... I WON'T be by myself. You'll also have to contend with......
(pauses as he casually looks to the side and spits in a somewhat disgusted manner)
MAELSTROM: ..... my partner Raby! An' while I don't particularly care much for his a$$ either, he's at least proven to me so far that he can be relied upon as a partner..... something which you'll probably also claim 'bout yer partner, Morgan, a claim that conflicts with yer own true beliefs. He left ya out to dry once before an' it wouldn't surprise me if he does it again. So now, my question to you Morgan is, if ya couldn't get the job done against me before with Anarky and Manson watchin' yer back, what makes ya think you'll fare any better with a partner who inspires doubt 'gainst me AND Raby? You guys may get along well an' all that, somethin' which me an' Raby obviously don't do..... but ya see that just may not be enough Morgan..... ya see while I'll be the first to admit that Raby is simply a partner of convenience, that I don't even give a damn 'bout him.... Raby an' I have absolutely nothing in common an' oddly enough, this instance of opposites attracting works well for us. I'll also be the first to admit that despite our underlying animosity, I KNOW he's a RELIABLE partner.... somethin' you may want to think 'bout a bit longer before ya put on yer next "performance" for the cameras......
(lips curling in a sneer, Maelstrom glances at the poster and shakes his head disparagingly right before he turns and leaves, dragging the GLCW strap in tow behind him...... leaving us with no choice but to simply...... FADE OUT)
SouthernBoy
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Opposites attract an butt whipping
{{...FADE-IN: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan, wearing only swimming trunks and sunglasses, is lounging poolside at his estate in the Hollywood hills. Morgan takes a sip from a glass of ice tea and begins to speak without raising up...}}
SM: " What did I tell you? The GLCW can't STAND not to have STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan in its Main Events. But instead of giving me the title RE-match I so rightly deserve against that cheater Maelstrom, they stick me in a TAG TEAM match. Now, I've got nothing against Nikolia, he's a great wrestler and we see eye to eye on many things. In fact, he probably deserves a shot at the WORLD Title ALMOST as much as I do. But I've got a SCORE to settle with Maelstrom, and the only way for me to DO that is ONE on ONE, in MY ring...not a ridiculous tag match against the world champ and some (disgusted tone) "Frenchman".
" But have I gotten my rematch. No. I was given a squash match at the Pay-per-view and thrown a TV Title bone at Riptide. Why? Why was I not given a rematch? Because there is a problem in the GLCW....a problem nobody wants to address, a PROBLEM only Stupendous Stephen Morgan can remedy. What is that problem you ask? "
" Maelstrom sells T-shirts. "
" Yes ladies and gentleman, and without that WORLD title around his waist the GLCW fears its merchandising revenue will suffer. What they don't realize is that yours truly, STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan, with the WORLD title around his waist, can lead this promotion OUT of the financial gutter and into a realm never before known. "
" Doubtful? Let's make a deal shall we? If I pin Maelstrom at WIRED, I get my rematch, ONE on ONE, inside a LOCKED STEEL CAGE...if Maelstrom pins ME, I won't get another title shot as long as HE holds the belt. Think about it gentleman, you can only WIN with this deal. "
" Now, before I let you go, let me address a few things our "esteemed" World Champion had to say about me in his latest rambling diatribe. "
" Mister Maelstrom, do not presume to think I NEEDED anyone's help during our last encounter. I was simply trying to secure the "protection" of Anarky and Manson from any attempts by yourself to CHEAT me. Turns out my instincts were right, it's just that those two are such IDIOTS they couldn't pry themselves away from the Playstation and goat sacrifices to get down there in time to prevent you from hooking the tights. "
" As far as Ash and I not "measuring up" as you put it, well (laughs) I KNOW you're not serious about that. You KNOW that I'm capable of taking that title, you KNOW Ash is capable of it as well...so we're going to prove to you at WIRED that we're also better at functioning as a TEAM that two men that have to FACE each other at RIPTIDE. "
" We'll WIN Maelstrom. Question is, what excuse will you have as the reason?"
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
{{...FADE-IN: "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan, wearing only swimming trunks and sunglasses, is lounging poolside at his estate in the Hollywood hills. Morgan takes a sip from a glass of ice tea and begins to speak without raising up...}}
SM: " What did I tell you? The GLCW can't STAND not to have STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan in its Main Events. But instead of giving me the title RE-match I so rightly deserve against that cheater Maelstrom, they stick me in a TAG TEAM match. Now, I've got nothing against Nikolia, he's a great wrestler and we see eye to eye on many things. In fact, he probably deserves a shot at the WORLD Title ALMOST as much as I do. But I've got a SCORE to settle with Maelstrom, and the only way for me to DO that is ONE on ONE, in MY ring...not a ridiculous tag match against the world champ and some (disgusted tone) "Frenchman".
" But have I gotten my rematch. No. I was given a squash match at the Pay-per-view and thrown a TV Title bone at Riptide. Why? Why was I not given a rematch? Because there is a problem in the GLCW....a problem nobody wants to address, a PROBLEM only Stupendous Stephen Morgan can remedy. What is that problem you ask? "
" Maelstrom sells T-shirts. "
" Yes ladies and gentleman, and without that WORLD title around his waist the GLCW fears its merchandising revenue will suffer. What they don't realize is that yours truly, STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan, with the WORLD title around his waist, can lead this promotion OUT of the financial gutter and into a realm never before known. "
" Doubtful? Let's make a deal shall we? If I pin Maelstrom at WIRED, I get my rematch, ONE on ONE, inside a LOCKED STEEL CAGE...if Maelstrom pins ME, I won't get another title shot as long as HE holds the belt. Think about it gentleman, you can only WIN with this deal. "
" Now, before I let you go, let me address a few things our "esteemed" World Champion had to say about me in his latest rambling diatribe. "
" Mister Maelstrom, do not presume to think I NEEDED anyone's help during our last encounter. I was simply trying to secure the "protection" of Anarky and Manson from any attempts by yourself to CHEAT me. Turns out my instincts were right, it's just that those two are such IDIOTS they couldn't pry themselves away from the Playstation and goat sacrifices to get down there in time to prevent you from hooking the tights. "
" As far as Ash and I not "measuring up" as you put it, well (laughs) I KNOW you're not serious about that. You KNOW that I'm capable of taking that title, you KNOW Ash is capable of it as well...so we're going to prove to you at WIRED that we're also better at functioning as a TEAM that two men that have to FACE each other at RIPTIDE. "
" We'll WIN Maelstrom. Question is, what excuse will you have as the reason?"
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
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JLebron
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Absolute power
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-18-03 AT 05:37 PM (EST)](FADE IN....... on an extreme close up of someone's face showing only from the nose to the chin. The mysterious face has a faint smile on his face and as the view pulls back we begin to see locks of coarse black hair on the side of the face, along with a pair of stoic, glairing eyes.... faint laughter is heard as the image of the face suddenly disperses until only the GLCW backdrop is seen......
CUTTO: .....the same GLCW background, only this time, we find Maelstrom sitting upon a lone stool, the GLCW Heavyweight title lays carelessly at the foot of the stool and Maelstrom, well, he sports a faint smile, much like the one on the face that dispersed just a few moments before......)
MAELSTROM: If nothin' yer certainly amusing Morgan. First off, ya spin yer prefabricated yarns an' what's the best ya can come up with? That I cheated ya by pulling on yer tights?
(raises and eyebrow and feigns an incredulous look)
MAELSTROM: Now, that "story" might have worked in yer favor with some, 'cept for one small detail...... I beat ya by trappin' ya in the Mortal Sin SON!! A hold which makes it IMPOSSIBLE for me to grab a handful of trunks to secure a win.
(winks)
MAELSTROM: I'm curious to hear just how yer gonna ATTEMPT to explain away that lil' verbal blunder of yers, but in the meantime, I'd like to address yet another EXCUSE that's been used more often than not by those who've failed 'gainst me. The ol' "Mael is protected" rationalization. Okay, lets review yer analysis.... "Maelstrom sells T-Shirts"....
(puts a hand on his chin and feigns pondering in a very exaggerated manner)
MAELSTROM: Hell Morgan.... of course I sell T-shirts, among many other things. I'm sure my presence an' name are responsible for a considerable portion of the GLCW's revenue..... but I still fail to see yer point!? Every where I go I'm approached with offers to promote products. I've had a very lucrative contract with Harley Davidson for years now an' I've lost count of just how many offers I get from other rival promotions. There must be some reason why I'm gettin' all this attention? Hmmmmm, could it be that I'm THAT charismatic?
(ponders for a second then shakes his head)
MAELSTROM: NAH!! I don't have the BULLS(BLEEP)T personality needed to entice people in that area. I leave that for the pretenders like Manson an' yerself. Could it be that maybe I'm just so DAMN WELL LIKED by nearly everyone?
(goes into his fake pondering act once again then shakes his head again)
MAELSTROM: NAH!! Hell, I've stated time an' time again that I could care less what ANYONE thinks of me INCLUDING the fans. I've just about alienated myself from EVERYONE I've ever tagged with, with my promises of the reality THEY'LL face from ME if they fail to hold up their end. No Morgan, I don't think that I've endeared myself to ANYONE here in the GLCW. So what could it be then huh? What is it 'bout me that sells out arenas? That inspires promoting products such Harley Davidson Motorcycles? What is it 'bout me then.... that makes the fans so eager to purchase that ticket JUST to see me? To wear MY T-Shirts? To ride around on the SAME motorcycle I use? What makes the promoters salivate at the thought of signing me on a card, even if it's to be an undercard?
(narrows his eyes and smiles knowingly)
MAELSTROM: I'll give ya a hint Morgan.... it's something that everyone respects.... particularly yer enemies an' rivals.....
(his features become stoic as he glares intensely and continues)
MAELSTROM: Love me or despise me, it doesn't matter cuz no matter what ya feel for someone like me, it won't change the fact that EVERYONE wants to see what I possess! Eveyone's hypnotically drawn to watch someone who possesses....... ABSOLUTE POWER!! Does absolute power corrupt? Sure it does, question is just WHO does it corrupt? Ask yerself that question the NEXT time ya feel the NEED to "pre-fabricate" YER version of the truth! Ask yerself that same question, the next time ya try to rationalize away YER failures.....
(The cameras zoom forward until we have another extreme close-up of Maelstrom's face..... until all we see are from his eyes to his lips.... until his image begins to disperse like before..... until we simply...... FADE OUT....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-18-03 AT 05:37 PM (EST)](FADE IN....... on an extreme close up of someone's face showing only from the nose to the chin. The mysterious face has a faint smile on his face and as the view pulls back we begin to see locks of coarse black hair on the side of the face, along with a pair of stoic, glairing eyes.... faint laughter is heard as the image of the face suddenly disperses until only the GLCW backdrop is seen......
CUTTO: .....the same GLCW background, only this time, we find Maelstrom sitting upon a lone stool, the GLCW Heavyweight title lays carelessly at the foot of the stool and Maelstrom, well, he sports a faint smile, much like the one on the face that dispersed just a few moments before......)
MAELSTROM: If nothin' yer certainly amusing Morgan. First off, ya spin yer prefabricated yarns an' what's the best ya can come up with? That I cheated ya by pulling on yer tights?
(raises and eyebrow and feigns an incredulous look)
MAELSTROM: Now, that "story" might have worked in yer favor with some, 'cept for one small detail...... I beat ya by trappin' ya in the Mortal Sin SON!! A hold which makes it IMPOSSIBLE for me to grab a handful of trunks to secure a win.
(winks)
MAELSTROM: I'm curious to hear just how yer gonna ATTEMPT to explain away that lil' verbal blunder of yers, but in the meantime, I'd like to address yet another EXCUSE that's been used more often than not by those who've failed 'gainst me. The ol' "Mael is protected" rationalization. Okay, lets review yer analysis.... "Maelstrom sells T-Shirts"....
(puts a hand on his chin and feigns pondering in a very exaggerated manner)
MAELSTROM: Hell Morgan.... of course I sell T-shirts, among many other things. I'm sure my presence an' name are responsible for a considerable portion of the GLCW's revenue..... but I still fail to see yer point!? Every where I go I'm approached with offers to promote products. I've had a very lucrative contract with Harley Davidson for years now an' I've lost count of just how many offers I get from other rival promotions. There must be some reason why I'm gettin' all this attention? Hmmmmm, could it be that I'm THAT charismatic?
(ponders for a second then shakes his head)
MAELSTROM: NAH!! I don't have the BULLS(BLEEP)T personality needed to entice people in that area. I leave that for the pretenders like Manson an' yerself. Could it be that maybe I'm just so DAMN WELL LIKED by nearly everyone?
(goes into his fake pondering act once again then shakes his head again)
MAELSTROM: NAH!! Hell, I've stated time an' time again that I could care less what ANYONE thinks of me INCLUDING the fans. I've just about alienated myself from EVERYONE I've ever tagged with, with my promises of the reality THEY'LL face from ME if they fail to hold up their end. No Morgan, I don't think that I've endeared myself to ANYONE here in the GLCW. So what could it be then huh? What is it 'bout me that sells out arenas? That inspires promoting products such Harley Davidson Motorcycles? What is it 'bout me then.... that makes the fans so eager to purchase that ticket JUST to see me? To wear MY T-Shirts? To ride around on the SAME motorcycle I use? What makes the promoters salivate at the thought of signing me on a card, even if it's to be an undercard?
(narrows his eyes and smiles knowingly)
MAELSTROM: I'll give ya a hint Morgan.... it's something that everyone respects.... particularly yer enemies an' rivals.....
(his features become stoic as he glares intensely and continues)
MAELSTROM: Love me or despise me, it doesn't matter cuz no matter what ya feel for someone like me, it won't change the fact that EVERYONE wants to see what I possess! Eveyone's hypnotically drawn to watch someone who possesses....... ABSOLUTE POWER!! Does absolute power corrupt? Sure it does, question is just WHO does it corrupt? Ask yerself that question the NEXT time ya feel the NEED to "pre-fabricate" YER version of the truth! Ask yerself that same question, the next time ya try to rationalize away YER failures.....
(The cameras zoom forward until we have another extreme close-up of Maelstrom's face..... until all we see are from his eyes to his lips.... until his image begins to disperse like before..... until we simply...... FADE OUT....)
SouthernBoy
League Member
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
{{...FADE-IN: A plain, red brick wall...emblazoned with "MAELSTROM" in big gold letters on the front. The camera focuses on the wall for about ten seconds before it EXPLODES!! From behind the wall, engulfed in smoke, is THE INCREDIBLE HULK! Hulk walks forward and we begin to see something is amiss. It's clearly a costume and the "figure" is stumbling over the fallen bricks and COUGHING! Suddenly the figure rips off the "head" of the costume to reveal "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan...}}
SM: CUT! CUT! (cough) (cough) OK, who the HELL (cough) (cough) was in charge of the SMOKE effect?? (cough) (cough)
{{...A large fan is brought in from off stage and begins to blow the smoke away from Morgan, who continues to cough...Morgan finally has enough and tosses the "Hulk Head" off screen and walks of the opposite way. The camera follows Morgan as he takes a seat in a "directors chair" and begins to drink from a water bottle...}}
SM: " I swear...you can't find good help these days. Ever since I've come to this federation, I've encountered one buffoon after another trying to do a job they have no business doing. Take Mike Manson and Anarky. While clearly they are DECENT wrestlers, they do not have the mental capacity to take money to do a job, then DO IT. Otherwise, I'd be the GLCW WORLD, {{...a loud buzzer comes from off screen...}} uh, HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION right now. But NOOOOOOOO....there are too many idiots here, and while it took me a while to realize it, I KNOW NOW that if you want something done RIGHT, you just have to do it YOURSELF. "
" So I picked my partner, and I have determined that there will be NO outside interference or "protection" from anyone on my part. I'm going to show that over-inflated, under-intellectual, ignoramus Maelstrom, that I can beat him ANYWHERE, ANYTIME. "
{{...Morgan stands up and walks back on to the "set" where a new "brick wall" has been constructed...}}
" Now Maelstrom, I KNOW that the "juice" can affect your brain, but come on fella, if you go back and look at the tape, you can see it. Just after you hit me with that VERY weak back body drop, you pulled my tights into that WEAK little girly submission move you call Mortal Sin. Now, I could have gotten out of that, but...well, I'm not going to go any further. YOU KNOW what you did to cheat while I was about to break that hold. I'm not going to divulge it here due to the pending legal action I have filed with the GLCW front office to have the decision reversed. "
" As far as you "popularity" Maelstrom, I could care less. People buy your shirts because quite simply, they're ignorant little slobs who's main goal in life is to move the trailer closer to the Taco Bell so they don't have to send their ratty kids walking across busy highways. My "POINT" Maelstrom, is that the GLCW, with ME at its helm, will attract a more affluent fan base. That means they can increase prices for tickets, they can sell "STUPENDOUS" wine glasses as souvenirs, and to go along with the t-shirts, they can sell my new line of men’s neckties! "
" Now I know that's not YOUR kind of crowd Maelstrom, but think about it, the more money GLCW makes, the MORE in YOUR paycheck. That's right buddy, with ME as champion, YOU'LL be making more money! That means more juice to shoot, and whatever else that thrills you. "
" So buddy, you think about that title shot. All that has to happen is ME given a fair opportunity and the belt is MINE and the GLCW changes forever. At WIRED, I'll PROVE to you that I deserve it. Nikolai and I will defeat you and Frenchman, and show the WHOLE WORLD what the FUTURE holds. "
" I'll see you there Maelstrom."
{{...Morgan puts the "Hulk head" back on and walks behind the brick wall. He burst through the wall to a voice over: Stay off steroids. A message from "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan...}}
{{...FADE-IN: A plain, red brick wall...emblazoned with "MAELSTROM" in big gold letters on the front. The camera focuses on the wall for about ten seconds before it EXPLODES!! From behind the wall, engulfed in smoke, is THE INCREDIBLE HULK! Hulk walks forward and we begin to see something is amiss. It's clearly a costume and the "figure" is stumbling over the fallen bricks and COUGHING! Suddenly the figure rips off the "head" of the costume to reveal "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan...}}
SM: CUT! CUT! (cough) (cough) OK, who the HELL (cough) (cough) was in charge of the SMOKE effect?? (cough) (cough)
{{...A large fan is brought in from off stage and begins to blow the smoke away from Morgan, who continues to cough...Morgan finally has enough and tosses the "Hulk Head" off screen and walks of the opposite way. The camera follows Morgan as he takes a seat in a "directors chair" and begins to drink from a water bottle...}}
SM: " I swear...you can't find good help these days. Ever since I've come to this federation, I've encountered one buffoon after another trying to do a job they have no business doing. Take Mike Manson and Anarky. While clearly they are DECENT wrestlers, they do not have the mental capacity to take money to do a job, then DO IT. Otherwise, I'd be the GLCW WORLD, {{...a loud buzzer comes from off screen...}} uh, HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION right now. But NOOOOOOOO....there are too many idiots here, and while it took me a while to realize it, I KNOW NOW that if you want something done RIGHT, you just have to do it YOURSELF. "
" So I picked my partner, and I have determined that there will be NO outside interference or "protection" from anyone on my part. I'm going to show that over-inflated, under-intellectual, ignoramus Maelstrom, that I can beat him ANYWHERE, ANYTIME. "
{{...Morgan stands up and walks back on to the "set" where a new "brick wall" has been constructed...}}
" Now Maelstrom, I KNOW that the "juice" can affect your brain, but come on fella, if you go back and look at the tape, you can see it. Just after you hit me with that VERY weak back body drop, you pulled my tights into that WEAK little girly submission move you call Mortal Sin. Now, I could have gotten out of that, but...well, I'm not going to go any further. YOU KNOW what you did to cheat while I was about to break that hold. I'm not going to divulge it here due to the pending legal action I have filed with the GLCW front office to have the decision reversed. "
" As far as you "popularity" Maelstrom, I could care less. People buy your shirts because quite simply, they're ignorant little slobs who's main goal in life is to move the trailer closer to the Taco Bell so they don't have to send their ratty kids walking across busy highways. My "POINT" Maelstrom, is that the GLCW, with ME at its helm, will attract a more affluent fan base. That means they can increase prices for tickets, they can sell "STUPENDOUS" wine glasses as souvenirs, and to go along with the t-shirts, they can sell my new line of men’s neckties! "
" Now I know that's not YOUR kind of crowd Maelstrom, but think about it, the more money GLCW makes, the MORE in YOUR paycheck. That's right buddy, with ME as champion, YOU'LL be making more money! That means more juice to shoot, and whatever else that thrills you. "
" So buddy, you think about that title shot. All that has to happen is ME given a fair opportunity and the belt is MINE and the GLCW changes forever. At WIRED, I'll PROVE to you that I deserve it. Nikolai and I will defeat you and Frenchman, and show the WHOLE WORLD what the FUTURE holds. "
" I'll see you there Maelstrom."
{{...Morgan puts the "Hulk head" back on and walks behind the brick wall. He burst through the wall to a voice over: Stay off steroids. A message from "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan...}}
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JLebron
Guest
Projecting your true worth
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-20-03 AT 03:19 PM (EST)](FADE IN:.... To a pile of bricks laying in a heap, smoke and dust are still billowing from it. For the most part, it appears to be pretty much the same set where only moments ago, "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan was doing his Hulk parody. Walking upon the set is the GLCW's own version of the Incredible Hulk, the man we know simply as Maelstrom. He regards the pile of bricks momentarily, causing his smile to widen some before he turns and takes a seat in the same director's style chair that Morgan himself sat in no more than an hour ago......)
MAELSTROM: Why is it Morgan that guys like you ALWAYS try to downplay what they can't understand or let alone conquer? Why is it, that when guys like YOU come up short..... they feel the immediate need to take a dip in that lil' ol' EXCUSE POOL?! Is it to try and wash away their inadequacies or insecurities? Or could it simply be their version of a much needed security blanket..... ya know, like the one Linus of Charlie Brown had?
(grins sheepishly)
MAELSTROM: Hell, I mean ya even go so far as to claim that my submission hold, the Mortal Sin is girlish an' weak, yet YOU tapped out to it! So what does that say 'bout you eh? Hell, maybe I'm bein' biased, maybe ya woulda been able to do what NOBODY has yet to do, an' that's to break outta the Mortal Sin? Maybe ya coulda.... maybe ya woulda.... Guess we'll never know since ya were UNCONSCIOUS at the time! But don't sweat it Steph..... I understand that little girls ALSO tend to faint under extreme pressure when they can't cope.
(winks as he starts laughing)
MAELSTROM: Now as for yer ASSinuations 'bout the "juice"....
(chuckles to himself as he flexes one of his huge biceps and studies it)
MAELSTROM: That's a bit of a reach even for YOU dontcha think? I mean, is the fact that ya failed 'gainst me so TRAUMATIC to ya that ya need to justify it with weak ASScusations like that? It's actually pretty pathetic that a man who's constantly rambling on 'bout how GREAT he is.... 'bout how TALENTED he is..... 'bout how much of a DRAW he could be.... feels the need to rationalize anything that doesn't go his way....
(shakes his head disparagingly)
MAELSTROM:.....if it soothes yer ego, make all the ASScusations ya want Morgan, after all, it merely projects yer true worth. Just remember..... I may have been the one that conquered yer body by makin' ya tap.... but YOU, with all yer tripe of ready-made-excuses, with all yer "performances"..... yer the one with the submission hold on his own credibility.....
(FADE OUT....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-20-03 AT 03:19 PM (EST)](FADE IN:.... To a pile of bricks laying in a heap, smoke and dust are still billowing from it. For the most part, it appears to be pretty much the same set where only moments ago, "Stupendous" Stephen Morgan was doing his Hulk parody. Walking upon the set is the GLCW's own version of the Incredible Hulk, the man we know simply as Maelstrom. He regards the pile of bricks momentarily, causing his smile to widen some before he turns and takes a seat in the same director's style chair that Morgan himself sat in no more than an hour ago......)
MAELSTROM: Why is it Morgan that guys like you ALWAYS try to downplay what they can't understand or let alone conquer? Why is it, that when guys like YOU come up short..... they feel the immediate need to take a dip in that lil' ol' EXCUSE POOL?! Is it to try and wash away their inadequacies or insecurities? Or could it simply be their version of a much needed security blanket..... ya know, like the one Linus of Charlie Brown had?
(grins sheepishly)
MAELSTROM: Hell, I mean ya even go so far as to claim that my submission hold, the Mortal Sin is girlish an' weak, yet YOU tapped out to it! So what does that say 'bout you eh? Hell, maybe I'm bein' biased, maybe ya woulda been able to do what NOBODY has yet to do, an' that's to break outta the Mortal Sin? Maybe ya coulda.... maybe ya woulda.... Guess we'll never know since ya were UNCONSCIOUS at the time! But don't sweat it Steph..... I understand that little girls ALSO tend to faint under extreme pressure when they can't cope.
(winks as he starts laughing)
MAELSTROM: Now as for yer ASSinuations 'bout the "juice"....
(chuckles to himself as he flexes one of his huge biceps and studies it)
MAELSTROM: That's a bit of a reach even for YOU dontcha think? I mean, is the fact that ya failed 'gainst me so TRAUMATIC to ya that ya need to justify it with weak ASScusations like that? It's actually pretty pathetic that a man who's constantly rambling on 'bout how GREAT he is.... 'bout how TALENTED he is..... 'bout how much of a DRAW he could be.... feels the need to rationalize anything that doesn't go his way....
(shakes his head disparagingly)
MAELSTROM:.....if it soothes yer ego, make all the ASScusations ya want Morgan, after all, it merely projects yer true worth. Just remember..... I may have been the one that conquered yer body by makin' ya tap.... but YOU, with all yer tripe of ready-made-excuses, with all yer "performances"..... yer the one with the submission hold on his own credibility.....
(FADE OUT....)
SouthernBoy
League Member
I'm WORTH more than you can imagine
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-20-03 AT 04:32 PM (EST)]{{...FADE-IN: "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan standing in front of a "WIRED" backdrop. He's in his casual attire of a red Polo shirt and khakis. His hair is slicked back and his sunglasses hang down low on his nose...}}
SM: " WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! HOLLLLLLD on there partner. Take a step back and take a DEEP breath. Now I know this is QUITE hard for you, I know that the, uh, "self enhancing" drugs can play with a man's brain...but man, this was just a few WEEKS ago. I NEVER, EVVVVVVER tapped out to ANY hold my friend. Go look at that tape. STUDY it real hard man, I PASSED OUT. And I tell you what, it was NOT from the pain. (shakes his head) NO SIR-EE bob. Your BODY ODOR is enough to put ANY man under, I tell you the TRUTH. (holds his hand up in a Boy scout type pledge) "
" Now who's committed a verbal giraffe? " (smiles)
" Now I hear you like to talk about EXCUSES. Listen, if I get beat FAIR and SQUARE, I'll be the very FIRST to shake your hand and congratulate you. But HERE, in the GLCW, it hasn't happened yet. Sure, I've been pinned ONCE under "questionable" means, I've fainted from noxious fume inhalation before, but I've never LOST straight up. But you like to come out here, and try and make STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan look like a ... girl. But you see Maelstrom, EVERYBODY can see right through that. THEY KNOW that Stupendous Stephen Morgan is THE best wrestler alive today, and THEY KNOW that if I get beat, then it HAD to be because of some underhanded tactics or lack of washing one's body everyday. "
" The only thing I need to RATIONALIZE Maelstrom, is how bad I'm going to make you look at WIRED. I'm going to WHIP your A$$ pillar to post my friend. Yeah, the GLCW has BEGGED me to carry this match out to MAIN EVENT status, but now, now you PI$$ED me off. So I'm not having ANY of that. If you have the GUTS to tag in while I'm in the ring, I'm going to show EVERYONE that that gold around your waist is a FRAUD. That it SHOULD be around MY waist. ... and if you ever have the guts to face me one on one again, I'm going to TAKE IT from you. "
" You know, you TALK about Ego, you tell me that I've got too big of one, yet it's YOU (points at the camera) that can't take the pressure...it's YOU that claims NOBODY can beat him, it's YOU Maelstrom that toots his own horn at every turn. You may think that you've gotten this match won, you may THINK that STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan and Nikolai Ash aren’t going to be able win...but that's where it ENDS, at a thought. So go to bed tonight and IMAGINE yourself pinning me, 'cause I can GUARANTEE you that's the ONLY place your ever going to see it. And if you think otherwise, well you can just..."
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
{{...CUT-TO: a few minutes after the promo, Morgan is talking on his cell phone...}}
SM: " Yeah, Nikolai Ash please. "
...
SM: " OK, well can you tell him Stephen Morgan called . "
...
SM: " STEPHEN. S-T-E-P-H-E-N. "
...
SM: " Right. Thanks. Bye. "
{{...FADE OUT as Morgan hangs up the phone with a worried look on his face...}}
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-20-03 AT 04:32 PM (EST)]{{...FADE-IN: "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan standing in front of a "WIRED" backdrop. He's in his casual attire of a red Polo shirt and khakis. His hair is slicked back and his sunglasses hang down low on his nose...}}
SM: " WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! HOLLLLLLD on there partner. Take a step back and take a DEEP breath. Now I know this is QUITE hard for you, I know that the, uh, "self enhancing" drugs can play with a man's brain...but man, this was just a few WEEKS ago. I NEVER, EVVVVVVER tapped out to ANY hold my friend. Go look at that tape. STUDY it real hard man, I PASSED OUT. And I tell you what, it was NOT from the pain. (shakes his head) NO SIR-EE bob. Your BODY ODOR is enough to put ANY man under, I tell you the TRUTH. (holds his hand up in a Boy scout type pledge) "
" Now who's committed a verbal giraffe? " (smiles)
" Now I hear you like to talk about EXCUSES. Listen, if I get beat FAIR and SQUARE, I'll be the very FIRST to shake your hand and congratulate you. But HERE, in the GLCW, it hasn't happened yet. Sure, I've been pinned ONCE under "questionable" means, I've fainted from noxious fume inhalation before, but I've never LOST straight up. But you like to come out here, and try and make STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan look like a ... girl. But you see Maelstrom, EVERYBODY can see right through that. THEY KNOW that Stupendous Stephen Morgan is THE best wrestler alive today, and THEY KNOW that if I get beat, then it HAD to be because of some underhanded tactics or lack of washing one's body everyday. "
" The only thing I need to RATIONALIZE Maelstrom, is how bad I'm going to make you look at WIRED. I'm going to WHIP your A$$ pillar to post my friend. Yeah, the GLCW has BEGGED me to carry this match out to MAIN EVENT status, but now, now you PI$$ED me off. So I'm not having ANY of that. If you have the GUTS to tag in while I'm in the ring, I'm going to show EVERYONE that that gold around your waist is a FRAUD. That it SHOULD be around MY waist. ... and if you ever have the guts to face me one on one again, I'm going to TAKE IT from you. "
" You know, you TALK about Ego, you tell me that I've got too big of one, yet it's YOU (points at the camera) that can't take the pressure...it's YOU that claims NOBODY can beat him, it's YOU Maelstrom that toots his own horn at every turn. You may think that you've gotten this match won, you may THINK that STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan and Nikolai Ash aren’t going to be able win...but that's where it ENDS, at a thought. So go to bed tonight and IMAGINE yourself pinning me, 'cause I can GUARANTEE you that's the ONLY place your ever going to see it. And if you think otherwise, well you can just..."
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT...}}
{{...CUT-TO: a few minutes after the promo, Morgan is talking on his cell phone...}}
SM: " Yeah, Nikolai Ash please. "
...
SM: " OK, well can you tell him Stephen Morgan called . "
...
SM: " STEPHEN. S-T-E-P-H-E-N. "
...
SM: " Right. Thanks. Bye. "
{{...FADE OUT as Morgan hangs up the phone with a worried look on his face...}}
SteveA
League Member
Interesting
(the screen fades in on the same old GLCW backdrop we all have come to know and love and in front of is the man in black, “NO FALSE GIMMICKS” blazoned across his chest, a bandana and shades across his head, the shades promptly are removed as the cameras come forth, and we stare straight into the eyes of Jean Rabesque)
Rabesque: Ever stop to wonder, Mael, if Krusher really enjoys doing this to us? Is there any other explanation? We have the match of the year coming up SOON at Riptide, yet at the next show, the very next show, he has going together. Of course, I understand the philosophy.... put two combustible parts in there together and see if they ignite. But there’s one thing I’ve always respected about you Mael, is that regardless of personal feelings, the two of us have always tried to watch each other’s backs inside the ring, and I know that this time will be no different.
I did have to chuckle at the marquee a bit however. The first aspect of humor of course was the fact that I’m in the main event, and our so-called “God of the Universe” Michael Manson is one again toiling in the midcard. But after that, I got to thinking about how much it could cost them to have to change all of those. Because soon, the marquee may very well read “Great Lakes Champion Jean Rabesque and Maelstrom.” You think that Krusher might have just left that empty to allow for some leeway, but he went ahead with it anyway. Interesting if you ask me.
But enough about Mael, because I know what to expect from him, right now Stevie Morgan has my attention. Now Stevie, I understand what your gimmick is, and I know you’re trying to play the old-school bad guy, making up things such as Maelstrom hooked your tights when he didn’t, and you really didn’t need Manson’s or Anarky’s help. Yeah, I got that. You do it okay Stevie, because the clueless bad guy should be at all times that....clueless, but Stevie, sometimes you just reek of ignorance. Now I’m not sure if you’re blatantly referencing a title the GLCW doesn’t have or not, but regardless of it, I brought a little present for you.
(Rabesque holds up a belt completely made of duct table, with a piece of masking tape across it bearing GLCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE in black marker)
Since you seem enthralled with a belt that doesn’t exist, I decided to make it for you Stevie, so you can stop complaining about it. I’m not really sure how much it’s worth, and I’m sure if you carried it around then everyone would laugh at you, but this would at least get you to SHUT UP about it for once and for all. And as far as your challenge with Maelstrom goes Stevie (chuckles), you seem pretty confident that you can beat Maelstrom, and challenge HIM for a title shot. Interesting.... because as I mentioned earlier, I wouldn’t be too confident that it even would be Maelstrom that you’re going to be challenging for the title.
So that about covered your first little spot, on the second, we got you trying to be some roided out superhero in an attempt to stir up a little controversy about Maelstrom. Now, anyone with a half a brain can see Maelstrom has worked his rear end off to look the way he did. But still, you want to make that excuse, go ahead. But what I want to know Stevie is what excuse are you going to make when I make you tap? Did I have some kind of illegal advantage when I exhibited my superior wrestling ability? Is that what made it all happen? Look at me Stevie, no roids here, just a wrestling masterpiece.
And once and for all Stevie, PAY ATTENTION! I’m not from France, I just have a French name. I’ve lived in the United States for 17 years now. I just don’t feel the need to exude some kind of bogus nickname like “STUPENDOUS.” Hell, Stevie, why not don a cape, call yourself STUPENDOUS MAN and carry around and talk to a stuffed tiger all day. Now, THAT would be entertainment.
So little else of Morgan is really worth mentioning, but Ash, I do have a few words for you. We gave some fans a treat the last time this show aired, but you just couldn’t finish the job. And after that, I went to the main event at Ringlords I, and you went right back to the middle of the card where you belonged. But here you are Ash, you again have a shot to do what nobody said you could do. Can you pin the best damn wrestler on the mat in the world today? Can you do what no GLCW star has been able to do, and beat me clean in the middle of the ring? I’m waiting to hear from you after your nice annihilation of that PUNK Suicide at Ringlords. So let’s here it Ash, what can I expect? You think you can finish what you left off?
(Rabesque chuckles to himself)
I highly, HIGHLY doubt it. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the screen fades in on the same old GLCW backdrop we all have come to know and love and in front of is the man in black, “NO FALSE GIMMICKS” blazoned across his chest, a bandana and shades across his head, the shades promptly are removed as the cameras come forth, and we stare straight into the eyes of Jean Rabesque)
Rabesque: Ever stop to wonder, Mael, if Krusher really enjoys doing this to us? Is there any other explanation? We have the match of the year coming up SOON at Riptide, yet at the next show, the very next show, he has going together. Of course, I understand the philosophy.... put two combustible parts in there together and see if they ignite. But there’s one thing I’ve always respected about you Mael, is that regardless of personal feelings, the two of us have always tried to watch each other’s backs inside the ring, and I know that this time will be no different.
I did have to chuckle at the marquee a bit however. The first aspect of humor of course was the fact that I’m in the main event, and our so-called “God of the Universe” Michael Manson is one again toiling in the midcard. But after that, I got to thinking about how much it could cost them to have to change all of those. Because soon, the marquee may very well read “Great Lakes Champion Jean Rabesque and Maelstrom.” You think that Krusher might have just left that empty to allow for some leeway, but he went ahead with it anyway. Interesting if you ask me.
But enough about Mael, because I know what to expect from him, right now Stevie Morgan has my attention. Now Stevie, I understand what your gimmick is, and I know you’re trying to play the old-school bad guy, making up things such as Maelstrom hooked your tights when he didn’t, and you really didn’t need Manson’s or Anarky’s help. Yeah, I got that. You do it okay Stevie, because the clueless bad guy should be at all times that....clueless, but Stevie, sometimes you just reek of ignorance. Now I’m not sure if you’re blatantly referencing a title the GLCW doesn’t have or not, but regardless of it, I brought a little present for you.
(Rabesque holds up a belt completely made of duct table, with a piece of masking tape across it bearing GLCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE in black marker)
Since you seem enthralled with a belt that doesn’t exist, I decided to make it for you Stevie, so you can stop complaining about it. I’m not really sure how much it’s worth, and I’m sure if you carried it around then everyone would laugh at you, but this would at least get you to SHUT UP about it for once and for all. And as far as your challenge with Maelstrom goes Stevie (chuckles), you seem pretty confident that you can beat Maelstrom, and challenge HIM for a title shot. Interesting.... because as I mentioned earlier, I wouldn’t be too confident that it even would be Maelstrom that you’re going to be challenging for the title.
So that about covered your first little spot, on the second, we got you trying to be some roided out superhero in an attempt to stir up a little controversy about Maelstrom. Now, anyone with a half a brain can see Maelstrom has worked his rear end off to look the way he did. But still, you want to make that excuse, go ahead. But what I want to know Stevie is what excuse are you going to make when I make you tap? Did I have some kind of illegal advantage when I exhibited my superior wrestling ability? Is that what made it all happen? Look at me Stevie, no roids here, just a wrestling masterpiece.
And once and for all Stevie, PAY ATTENTION! I’m not from France, I just have a French name. I’ve lived in the United States for 17 years now. I just don’t feel the need to exude some kind of bogus nickname like “STUPENDOUS.” Hell, Stevie, why not don a cape, call yourself STUPENDOUS MAN and carry around and talk to a stuffed tiger all day. Now, THAT would be entertainment.
So little else of Morgan is really worth mentioning, but Ash, I do have a few words for you. We gave some fans a treat the last time this show aired, but you just couldn’t finish the job. And after that, I went to the main event at Ringlords I, and you went right back to the middle of the card where you belonged. But here you are Ash, you again have a shot to do what nobody said you could do. Can you pin the best damn wrestler on the mat in the world today? Can you do what no GLCW star has been able to do, and beat me clean in the middle of the ring? I’m waiting to hear from you after your nice annihilation of that PUNK Suicide at Ringlords. So let’s here it Ash, what can I expect? You think you can finish what you left off?
(Rabesque chuckles to himself)
I highly, HIGHLY doubt it. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
J
JLebron
Guest
Haiburton full of cash
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-20-03 AT 07:07 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... on a black screen as a voice announces.... "The following is a paid advertisement from the GLCW Heavyweight Champion Maelstrom". Soon afterwards one lone sentence begins scrolling across the screen:
[marquee]Haliburton briefcase full of cash for any info leading to the whereabouts of Nikolai Ash![/marquee]
Moments later Maelstrom pokes his face in front of the camera... SIDEWAYS and smiles before straightening his profile....)
MAELSTROM: My, my, my Morgan.... have I.... STRUCK A NERVE? (grins again) Ya seem a bit upset 'bout somethin'.... or perhaps, it's just.... NERVES? Well, I hate to say I told ya so..... well, that's not entirely true 'cuz actually, I'm rather enjoying this. But I understand how ya must feel..... afterall, I DID suggest to ya earlier on that yer partner Ash wasn't to be relied upon..... DIDN'T I? An' low an' behold.... here he is.... NOT!
(begins laughing)
MAELSTROM: But ya see Morgan, yer in luck, 'cuz unlike most, I simply HATE IT when the asskicking becomes TOO easy.... I mean there's NO challenge in that now is there? So, out of the generosity of my proceeds from all those "T-SHIRTS" ya say I sell, I'll be donating a Haliburton briefcase full of cash to ANYONE who can provide any information leading to yer partners whereabouts. Just so you'll know Morgan, that Haliburton briefcase is the SAME EXACT one ya used when ya tried to BUY yer protection from Anarky an' Manson. Some irony eh? But anyhow, ya may be wondering why I'm doin'? Well, actually it's really very simple..... I'm doin' this to SAVE yer life 'cuz if I don't get enough of a challenge from my opponents, I'm liable to, um, LOSE MY TEMPER an' REALLY hurt someone.... LIKE YOU FOR INSTANCE! An' let's face it, it really wouldn't be good public relations having the GLCW Heavyweight champion arrested for manslaughter now would it?
(begins chuckling)
MAELSTROM: No but seriously...... (his smile falters as his face becomes stoic) I'm NOT joking..... this 5000 cash I'm offering is REAL 'cuz the LAST thing I want is to hear ANOTHER one of yer EXCUSES again! Comprende!? Ya see Morgan, I NEVER denied that I'm arrogant! I NEVER denied that I enjoy rubbing salt on my opponents failures 'gainst me! Reason being......
(narrows his eyes)
MAELSTROM: 'Cuz I simply don't give a F(BLEEP)K what ANYONE thinks 'bout me! I do as I please an' WHOEVER has a problem with that is welcome to TRY to do somethin' 'bout it! The difference 'tween YER arrogance an' MINE, Morgan, is that I CAN an' WILL back up WHATEVER I claim. You on the other hand are too preoccupied with "preparing" yer next excuse.
(nods his head)
MAELSTROM: As for that lil' title shot proposition of yers? Well, ya can forget it! I don't make deals with pretenders! Besides, there's no need for deals 'cuz I'll put up this strap 'gainst ANYONE at ANYTIME without hesitation.... REGARDLESS of rank. MY END is open, now all YOU gotta do is use that BULLS(BLEEP)T personality on the front office to set it up..... (rolls his eyes sarcastically) providing as Raby states, that I'm still champion by then.
(rolls his eyes again, this time in an even MORE animated, sarcastic manner)
MAELSTROM: Oh an' just so you'll know Morgan, YOU are ineligible to collect on that 5000 cash reward. After all, it'd be like handin' ya a ready-made BRIBERY excuse for yer impending asskicking.......
(winks as he moves away from the camera, leaving us to view the scrolling reward message, just before we ..... FADE OUT....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-20-03 AT 07:07 PM (EST)](FADE IN..... on a black screen as a voice announces.... "The following is a paid advertisement from the GLCW Heavyweight Champion Maelstrom". Soon afterwards one lone sentence begins scrolling across the screen:
[marquee]Haliburton briefcase full of cash for any info leading to the whereabouts of Nikolai Ash![/marquee]
Moments later Maelstrom pokes his face in front of the camera... SIDEWAYS and smiles before straightening his profile....)
MAELSTROM: My, my, my Morgan.... have I.... STRUCK A NERVE? (grins again) Ya seem a bit upset 'bout somethin'.... or perhaps, it's just.... NERVES? Well, I hate to say I told ya so..... well, that's not entirely true 'cuz actually, I'm rather enjoying this. But I understand how ya must feel..... afterall, I DID suggest to ya earlier on that yer partner Ash wasn't to be relied upon..... DIDN'T I? An' low an' behold.... here he is.... NOT!
(begins laughing)
MAELSTROM: But ya see Morgan, yer in luck, 'cuz unlike most, I simply HATE IT when the asskicking becomes TOO easy.... I mean there's NO challenge in that now is there? So, out of the generosity of my proceeds from all those "T-SHIRTS" ya say I sell, I'll be donating a Haliburton briefcase full of cash to ANYONE who can provide any information leading to yer partners whereabouts. Just so you'll know Morgan, that Haliburton briefcase is the SAME EXACT one ya used when ya tried to BUY yer protection from Anarky an' Manson. Some irony eh? But anyhow, ya may be wondering why I'm doin'? Well, actually it's really very simple..... I'm doin' this to SAVE yer life 'cuz if I don't get enough of a challenge from my opponents, I'm liable to, um, LOSE MY TEMPER an' REALLY hurt someone.... LIKE YOU FOR INSTANCE! An' let's face it, it really wouldn't be good public relations having the GLCW Heavyweight champion arrested for manslaughter now would it?
(begins chuckling)
MAELSTROM: No but seriously...... (his smile falters as his face becomes stoic) I'm NOT joking..... this 5000 cash I'm offering is REAL 'cuz the LAST thing I want is to hear ANOTHER one of yer EXCUSES again! Comprende!? Ya see Morgan, I NEVER denied that I'm arrogant! I NEVER denied that I enjoy rubbing salt on my opponents failures 'gainst me! Reason being......
(narrows his eyes)
MAELSTROM: 'Cuz I simply don't give a F(BLEEP)K what ANYONE thinks 'bout me! I do as I please an' WHOEVER has a problem with that is welcome to TRY to do somethin' 'bout it! The difference 'tween YER arrogance an' MINE, Morgan, is that I CAN an' WILL back up WHATEVER I claim. You on the other hand are too preoccupied with "preparing" yer next excuse.
(nods his head)
MAELSTROM: As for that lil' title shot proposition of yers? Well, ya can forget it! I don't make deals with pretenders! Besides, there's no need for deals 'cuz I'll put up this strap 'gainst ANYONE at ANYTIME without hesitation.... REGARDLESS of rank. MY END is open, now all YOU gotta do is use that BULLS(BLEEP)T personality on the front office to set it up..... (rolls his eyes sarcastically) providing as Raby states, that I'm still champion by then.
(rolls his eyes again, this time in an even MORE animated, sarcastic manner)
MAELSTROM: Oh an' just so you'll know Morgan, YOU are ineligible to collect on that 5000 cash reward. After all, it'd be like handin' ya a ready-made BRIBERY excuse for yer impending asskicking.......
(winks as he moves away from the camera, leaving us to view the scrolling reward message, just before we ..... FADE OUT....)
SouthernBoy
League Member
Morgan Strikes Back
{{...FADE-IN: "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan is sitting behind a large, oak desk in a large, elloquently decorated office. Morgan is dressed in a grey suit with a red tie. The suit jacket lays on the side of the desk next to a glass of red wine...}}
{{...SFX: Phone ringing...}}
SM: " Hello? "
Voice on speaker phone: Mistah' Morgan. This is Harry Dernweiser of Dernweiser, Dernweiser, and Dernweiser Private Eyes.
SM: " Yes, yes. Well, did you find him? "
Voice on speaker phone: " Ah, no mistah' Morgan. He ain't listed in the book and well, I don't think Nikolai Ash is his REAL name. "
SM: " You don't huh? Well listen you inbred redneck peice of city garbage. I didn't PAY you to THINK. You're supposed to FIND Nikolai Ash and get him to ME. "
Voice on speaker phone: " Yeah, but uh.... "
SM: " SHUT UP. DO IT! Or that check just might not clear. Understand? "
Voice on speaker phone: " Yes sir. Good bye. "
{{...Morgan hangs up the phone and stands up from his seat behind the desk. He paces back and forth for a second, pinching his nose between this thumb and index finger...Finally, he composes himself and takes a sip of the wine. He then sits down and looks at the camera...
SM: " I suppose you think you've won 'eh Maelstrom? I suppose you think that just because NIKOLAI ASH hasn't been seen or heard from in weeks means he's not showing at WIRED? I SUPPOSE you think that SCARES Stupendous Stephen Morgan? (laughs nervously) Well, it does not. "
" Because you see, like it or NOT Maelstrom, I'm going to show you up at Wired. I MAY, and I stress the word MAY, loose the match if Ash is deathly ill from Monkey pox or SARS or something like that but I WILL make it known, Maelstrom, that YOU are totally outclassed by ME. "
" You see, I know you're trying to be funny and MOCK me by offering that haliburton full of money to some poor slob who's going to blow off his job as chief check-out clerk at the 7-11 and go scrounge the trailer park looking under every car on blocks he can find until he finally realizes that there's NO WAY IN HELL Nikolai Ash would be caught DEAD there, and give up, go home and drown himself in cheap beer and beef jerky. You see, the only thing you're doing here Maelstrom is actually screwing over your own fans. I don't think they’re going to appreciate that too much. In fact, if I were them, and THANK GOD I'm not, I'd take that Maelstrom t-shirt I spent my week's paycheck for and use it as a cat litter liner, because in reality, Maelstrom doesn't care a THING about them! "
{{...Morgan smiles and takes another sip of his wine. He sits it down and ponders his next statement for a few seconds before continuing...}}
" Before I get back to you Maelstrom, I'd like to address the French boy who crawled out from under the rock he was hiding under to FINALLY say something to me. Ra-biscuit, who the HELL do you think you are? You want to come out here and tell ME, STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan, that I'm just a gimmick?? Did you actually SEE my FIFTY room mansion in Hollywood? Boy my bank account balances have more zeros behind them than YOU can count. I'm NOT some, uh, HEEL as you put it. I'm simply a man who KNOWS the score, a man who KNOWS, quite simply that he is BETTER than 99 POINT 9 percent of the rest of the people on the planet. It's NOT false hype, it's the GOD'S honest TRUTH, and it's staring' you right in your FRENCH, or whatever it is you CLAIM to be, FACE. "
" You see RABBY, if the only thing you got to hold on too is the fact that I'm calling the GLCW Heavyweight title, the WORLD title, then you're on very SHAKY ground. I mean come on pal, is that all you got? Is that all you can think to say about me? That I've got a "false gimmick" and that I say WORLD title, when every other decent promotion in DAMN COUNTRY calls their top belt the WORLD TITLE? Is that all? (laughs) Of course it is. Because YOU KNOW, just like you buddy Maelstrom, that you can't insult my ability, because to do THAT would insult your OWN. Why? Quite simple. You know that I'm BETTER than you. You know, that if it's an EVEN match at WIRED, if it's FAIR, then STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan is going to come out with his hand raised. Yeah, you KNOW it, and you're shaking in your fake French loafers. "
" Just like Maelstrom. He refuses to take my DEAL because HE knows I'm going to win and he doesn't want to take the CHANCE again. He knows that lightning doesn't strike TWICE in the same place and that if steps into the ring with me again ONE on ONE that belt's coming home with ME to Hollywood. "
" So Maelstrom, Rabesque, I'll see YOU at WIRED with OR without Nikolai, and with or without him, I'll come out of this with what I want. And if you think otherwise, well you can just ..."
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT as the phone rings again. Morgan picks it up and smiles...}}
{{...FADE-IN: "STUPENDOUS" Stephen Morgan is sitting behind a large, oak desk in a large, elloquently decorated office. Morgan is dressed in a grey suit with a red tie. The suit jacket lays on the side of the desk next to a glass of red wine...}}
{{...SFX: Phone ringing...}}
SM: " Hello? "
Voice on speaker phone: Mistah' Morgan. This is Harry Dernweiser of Dernweiser, Dernweiser, and Dernweiser Private Eyes.
SM: " Yes, yes. Well, did you find him? "
Voice on speaker phone: " Ah, no mistah' Morgan. He ain't listed in the book and well, I don't think Nikolai Ash is his REAL name. "
SM: " You don't huh? Well listen you inbred redneck peice of city garbage. I didn't PAY you to THINK. You're supposed to FIND Nikolai Ash and get him to ME. "
Voice on speaker phone: " Yeah, but uh.... "
SM: " SHUT UP. DO IT! Or that check just might not clear. Understand? "
Voice on speaker phone: " Yes sir. Good bye. "
{{...Morgan hangs up the phone and stands up from his seat behind the desk. He paces back and forth for a second, pinching his nose between this thumb and index finger...Finally, he composes himself and takes a sip of the wine. He then sits down and looks at the camera...
SM: " I suppose you think you've won 'eh Maelstrom? I suppose you think that just because NIKOLAI ASH hasn't been seen or heard from in weeks means he's not showing at WIRED? I SUPPOSE you think that SCARES Stupendous Stephen Morgan? (laughs nervously) Well, it does not. "
" Because you see, like it or NOT Maelstrom, I'm going to show you up at Wired. I MAY, and I stress the word MAY, loose the match if Ash is deathly ill from Monkey pox or SARS or something like that but I WILL make it known, Maelstrom, that YOU are totally outclassed by ME. "
" You see, I know you're trying to be funny and MOCK me by offering that haliburton full of money to some poor slob who's going to blow off his job as chief check-out clerk at the 7-11 and go scrounge the trailer park looking under every car on blocks he can find until he finally realizes that there's NO WAY IN HELL Nikolai Ash would be caught DEAD there, and give up, go home and drown himself in cheap beer and beef jerky. You see, the only thing you're doing here Maelstrom is actually screwing over your own fans. I don't think they’re going to appreciate that too much. In fact, if I were them, and THANK GOD I'm not, I'd take that Maelstrom t-shirt I spent my week's paycheck for and use it as a cat litter liner, because in reality, Maelstrom doesn't care a THING about them! "
{{...Morgan smiles and takes another sip of his wine. He sits it down and ponders his next statement for a few seconds before continuing...}}
" Before I get back to you Maelstrom, I'd like to address the French boy who crawled out from under the rock he was hiding under to FINALLY say something to me. Ra-biscuit, who the HELL do you think you are? You want to come out here and tell ME, STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan, that I'm just a gimmick?? Did you actually SEE my FIFTY room mansion in Hollywood? Boy my bank account balances have more zeros behind them than YOU can count. I'm NOT some, uh, HEEL as you put it. I'm simply a man who KNOWS the score, a man who KNOWS, quite simply that he is BETTER than 99 POINT 9 percent of the rest of the people on the planet. It's NOT false hype, it's the GOD'S honest TRUTH, and it's staring' you right in your FRENCH, or whatever it is you CLAIM to be, FACE. "
" You see RABBY, if the only thing you got to hold on too is the fact that I'm calling the GLCW Heavyweight title, the WORLD title, then you're on very SHAKY ground. I mean come on pal, is that all you got? Is that all you can think to say about me? That I've got a "false gimmick" and that I say WORLD title, when every other decent promotion in DAMN COUNTRY calls their top belt the WORLD TITLE? Is that all? (laughs) Of course it is. Because YOU KNOW, just like you buddy Maelstrom, that you can't insult my ability, because to do THAT would insult your OWN. Why? Quite simple. You know that I'm BETTER than you. You know, that if it's an EVEN match at WIRED, if it's FAIR, then STUPENDOUS Stephen Morgan is going to come out with his hand raised. Yeah, you KNOW it, and you're shaking in your fake French loafers. "
" Just like Maelstrom. He refuses to take my DEAL because HE knows I'm going to win and he doesn't want to take the CHANCE again. He knows that lightning doesn't strike TWICE in the same place and that if steps into the ring with me again ONE on ONE that belt's coming home with ME to Hollywood. "
" So Maelstrom, Rabesque, I'll see YOU at WIRED with OR without Nikolai, and with or without him, I'll come out of this with what I want. And if you think otherwise, well you can just ..."
" Keep dreaming. "
{{...FADE OUT as the phone rings again. Morgan picks it up and smiles...}}
SteveA
League Member
Reality check
(the scene has slightly changed, but not much, we still have the same backdrop we have definitely come to know and love over the past many years, a plain GLCW in red lettering, only this time there resides a large leather lazy boy in front of it, with Jean Rabesque sitting in it, kicking back, relaxing as the cameras roll in, he is dressed in his normal black, and has Stephen Morgan’s “GLCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE” duct tape belt across his shoulder as he takes a nice relaxing drink of water, and speaks)
RABESQUE: Ok, Morgan, you have my attention. I’m willing to sit back and be amused, as you try to justify yourself to me. Who do I think I am? Are you aware of who you are talking to or are you really playing this thing out that much? No one in their right mind would really make a comment like that to Jean Rabesque. It simply does not happen, unless he and his gimmick were trying to make a point. But since you asked Stevie, I’ll tell you who I am. I’m the man that’s been kicking ass in this ring since you were sucking off the silver spoon. I’m the man who has won more matches in this industry than you could possibly imagine. I’m the man that could very well END YOUR CAREER at Wired if you come in with the attitude that you have right now.
So, you have a huge bank account Morgan. More zeros than I can count, eh? And that great fifty room mansion in Hollywood. (chuckles) Yeah, I’m sure about that one too. So daddy left you some money, big deal, what’s your point? And spare me right now any stories about you earning this all yourself and working your way from the ground up. You see, to me all your stories Morgan making for as believable a storyline as some elderly woman giving birth to a hand. So, regardless of your financial status, I know full well that you haven’t worked for anything in your life. And again, spare me the stories of how you had to scratch and claw to make the Beverly Hills Polo Team. No one’s buying any of it.
So you say you’re better than 99.9% of the people on the planet. Again, I’m listening. Back it up, give me some names. How about a little synopsis of what you’ve done in the wrestling world that allows you make that statement? You see, while you might be on that end of the spectrum, Maelstrom and I are on the opposite extreme. We’ve beaten so many people we can’t remember them all, but we don’t feel the need to talk about it extravagantly, because we just know. We’ve proven it NOT by running our mouths but by stepping through those ropes and getting it done on a regular basis. What makes you better than anyone else Stevie? Where have you shown this? Who have you beaten?? (chuckles) At least you got yourself a nice belt out of the whole ordeal. (pats the “WORLD” title) I’ll be ready to give you this bad boy at Wired, provided of course, that you don’t want to put it on the line in the meantime. (laughs)
You see, Stevie, the farther you go along with your ramblings, the less and less since you make. After you got on the fact that I had enough common sense to point out that you were constantly referencing a belt that DIDN’T EXIST, you then decided to go into some kind of rambling about me doing that meaning that I was acknowledging that you were better than me, or something like that. The reality of this entire situation is that you were making ZERO sense. Again, I don’t need to go on about how I’m better than you Stevie. I’ve proven that there’s no one in the GLCW that can outwrestle me. I’ve proven that in a clean fight that no one with the possible exception of Maelstrom can beat me. It’s proven....NO ONE HAS BEEN ABLE TO DO IT. Now, you on the other hand, I distinctly recall watching Maelstrom HUMBLE you the last time the two of you fought. (chuckles) Although I will admit that the cheese sculpture was a nice touch.
So allow me to sum this up as nicely and succinctly as possible. Stevie, you in no way scare us. You’re a farce, a person that Malec and Krusher keep around to add a little comic relief to the show to keep the crowd into it. You’re not hear for your wrestling ability, you’re here so the crowd can laugh at you and cheer when you get your ass humiliated. But hey, keep that chin up Stevie, at least you’re a champion, right? No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the scene has slightly changed, but not much, we still have the same backdrop we have definitely come to know and love over the past many years, a plain GLCW in red lettering, only this time there resides a large leather lazy boy in front of it, with Jean Rabesque sitting in it, kicking back, relaxing as the cameras roll in, he is dressed in his normal black, and has Stephen Morgan’s “GLCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE” duct tape belt across his shoulder as he takes a nice relaxing drink of water, and speaks)
RABESQUE: Ok, Morgan, you have my attention. I’m willing to sit back and be amused, as you try to justify yourself to me. Who do I think I am? Are you aware of who you are talking to or are you really playing this thing out that much? No one in their right mind would really make a comment like that to Jean Rabesque. It simply does not happen, unless he and his gimmick were trying to make a point. But since you asked Stevie, I’ll tell you who I am. I’m the man that’s been kicking ass in this ring since you were sucking off the silver spoon. I’m the man who has won more matches in this industry than you could possibly imagine. I’m the man that could very well END YOUR CAREER at Wired if you come in with the attitude that you have right now.
So, you have a huge bank account Morgan. More zeros than I can count, eh? And that great fifty room mansion in Hollywood. (chuckles) Yeah, I’m sure about that one too. So daddy left you some money, big deal, what’s your point? And spare me right now any stories about you earning this all yourself and working your way from the ground up. You see, to me all your stories Morgan making for as believable a storyline as some elderly woman giving birth to a hand. So, regardless of your financial status, I know full well that you haven’t worked for anything in your life. And again, spare me the stories of how you had to scratch and claw to make the Beverly Hills Polo Team. No one’s buying any of it.
So you say you’re better than 99.9% of the people on the planet. Again, I’m listening. Back it up, give me some names. How about a little synopsis of what you’ve done in the wrestling world that allows you make that statement? You see, while you might be on that end of the spectrum, Maelstrom and I are on the opposite extreme. We’ve beaten so many people we can’t remember them all, but we don’t feel the need to talk about it extravagantly, because we just know. We’ve proven it NOT by running our mouths but by stepping through those ropes and getting it done on a regular basis. What makes you better than anyone else Stevie? Where have you shown this? Who have you beaten?? (chuckles) At least you got yourself a nice belt out of the whole ordeal. (pats the “WORLD” title) I’ll be ready to give you this bad boy at Wired, provided of course, that you don’t want to put it on the line in the meantime. (laughs)
You see, Stevie, the farther you go along with your ramblings, the less and less since you make. After you got on the fact that I had enough common sense to point out that you were constantly referencing a belt that DIDN’T EXIST, you then decided to go into some kind of rambling about me doing that meaning that I was acknowledging that you were better than me, or something like that. The reality of this entire situation is that you were making ZERO sense. Again, I don’t need to go on about how I’m better than you Stevie. I’ve proven that there’s no one in the GLCW that can outwrestle me. I’ve proven that in a clean fight that no one with the possible exception of Maelstrom can beat me. It’s proven....NO ONE HAS BEEN ABLE TO DO IT. Now, you on the other hand, I distinctly recall watching Maelstrom HUMBLE you the last time the two of you fought. (chuckles) Although I will admit that the cheese sculpture was a nice touch.
So allow me to sum this up as nicely and succinctly as possible. Stevie, you in no way scare us. You’re a farce, a person that Malec and Krusher keep around to add a little comic relief to the show to keep the crowd into it. You’re not hear for your wrestling ability, you’re here so the crowd can laugh at you and cheer when you get your ass humiliated. But hey, keep that chin up Stevie, at least you’re a champion, right? No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
J
JLebron
Guest
Selective Reasoning
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-24-03 AT 02:01 PM (EST)](FADE IN:..... on a black screen displaying the words:
That soon dissipates and we immediately find ourselves face to face with GLCW Heavyweight Champion himself, the man known to us simply as.....)
MAELSTROM: It's all 'bout choices Morgan..... but I'm sure yer aware of that. I mean, yer not a STUPID man, yer STUPendous after all. (winks) No, I do believe all yer faculties ARE intact, yer just goin' through the motions of choosing what ya want to hear. A type of behavior usually associated with those in denial, their brain "selectively" reasons what's convenient for them to deal with 'cuz if ya go back to the tape, I did ya ONE better on yer challenge..... I said I'd gladly grant ANYONE a title shot at ANY given time! I'm telling ya that MY contract is open to ANYONE who wants to test their limits..... an' the prize.... the prize is this strap I've been draggin' 'round now for nearly 6 months. Whether the front office grants YER request or not is entirely THEIR decision. Ya see, bookings an' promoting are NOT within my sphere of control, much as it's NOT within any other wrestlers control here in the GLCW. Hell, if it were, do ya really think that Manson woulda EVER granted me a title shot outta his own accord? Ya want a shot at my title Morgan, you'll get no resistance from MY end..... so if I were you, I'd start puckerin' up from the only obstacle ya "may" encounter.... The GLCW front office.
(begins laughing as his image fades and is replaced by the words:
And just like before, those words also dissipate and we find ourselves once again trading stares with......)
MAELSTROM: Morgan.... Ya seem to be under the misguided impression that you've discovered that..... I DON'T GIVE A DAMN 'BOUT THE FANS? As if it were some deep dark secret, when actually, all yer really doing is REPEATING what I've been sayin' myself since I've been in this business! Ya see Morgan, I don't pretend to be somethin' I'm not! I don't front on the fans, lookin' for their approval. I've said it before an' I'll say it again..... I DON'T GIVE A DAMN 'BOUT THE FANS OR ANYONE ELSE FOR THAT MATTER! If they want to cheer me, that's their business! If they want to despise me, that's also their business! Love me or hate me, it's all the same to me. Unlike with guys like you or Manson..... at least with me, they KNOW that what they see is what they get!
(once again Maelstrom's image disperses and is replaced by the words:
A few seconds pass until as expected, the words disappear and we see the faint grin on the face of......)
MAELSTROM: Everyone seems to think that they're the best this, the best that. Raby continually claims to be the most technically sound wrestler on the planet..... Manson thinks he's the Messiah of wrestlin', referring to himself as the PEOPLES CHAMPION now ever since I usurped his title..... an' YOU Morgan, you claim to be better than 99.9 percent of everyone. (begins chuckling) All amusin' thoughts considerin' that EVERYONE here is gunnin' for ME! Gunnin' for me for ONE reason.... 'cuz I'M the man to beat here in the GLCW! 'Cuz despite all those claims everyone's makin'...... I'M THE MEASURING STICK IN THE GLCW! (nods his head knowingly) Arrogance ya may claim? Probably, but it still doesn't erase the fact that it IS true, like it or not! Everyone that I've faced in singles competition here FAILED to measure up to me..... yer ghost of a partner Ash failed, yer butt buddy Manson failed, my own partner Raby has already admitted that facing me in our upcoming title match WILL BE the BIGGEST challenge of his life an' YOU Morgan..... YOU also failed to measure up!
(pauses as his eyes narrow)
MAELSTROM: Question is Morgan do ya REALLY wanna endure that painful reality..... YET AGAIN?
(Maelstrom's image fades and is replaced by not one, but two question marks..... one with a picture of Nikolai Ash beneath it, the other with Stephen Morgan's picture under it. Moments later, that all disperses and we simply..... FADE OUT.....)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Jun-24-03 AT 02:01 PM (EST)](FADE IN:..... on a black screen displaying the words:
"Selective Reasoning".
That soon dissipates and we immediately find ourselves face to face with GLCW Heavyweight Champion himself, the man known to us simply as.....)
MAELSTROM: It's all 'bout choices Morgan..... but I'm sure yer aware of that. I mean, yer not a STUPID man, yer STUPendous after all. (winks) No, I do believe all yer faculties ARE intact, yer just goin' through the motions of choosing what ya want to hear. A type of behavior usually associated with those in denial, their brain "selectively" reasons what's convenient for them to deal with 'cuz if ya go back to the tape, I did ya ONE better on yer challenge..... I said I'd gladly grant ANYONE a title shot at ANY given time! I'm telling ya that MY contract is open to ANYONE who wants to test their limits..... an' the prize.... the prize is this strap I've been draggin' 'round now for nearly 6 months. Whether the front office grants YER request or not is entirely THEIR decision. Ya see, bookings an' promoting are NOT within my sphere of control, much as it's NOT within any other wrestlers control here in the GLCW. Hell, if it were, do ya really think that Manson woulda EVER granted me a title shot outta his own accord? Ya want a shot at my title Morgan, you'll get no resistance from MY end..... so if I were you, I'd start puckerin' up from the only obstacle ya "may" encounter.... The GLCW front office.
(begins laughing as his image fades and is replaced by the words:
"Watcha See Is Whatcha Get".
And just like before, those words also dissipate and we find ourselves once again trading stares with......)
MAELSTROM: Morgan.... Ya seem to be under the misguided impression that you've discovered that..... I DON'T GIVE A DAMN 'BOUT THE FANS? As if it were some deep dark secret, when actually, all yer really doing is REPEATING what I've been sayin' myself since I've been in this business! Ya see Morgan, I don't pretend to be somethin' I'm not! I don't front on the fans, lookin' for their approval. I've said it before an' I'll say it again..... I DON'T GIVE A DAMN 'BOUT THE FANS OR ANYONE ELSE FOR THAT MATTER! If they want to cheer me, that's their business! If they want to despise me, that's also their business! Love me or hate me, it's all the same to me. Unlike with guys like you or Manson..... at least with me, they KNOW that what they see is what they get!
(once again Maelstrom's image disperses and is replaced by the words:
"Measuring Stick".
A few seconds pass until as expected, the words disappear and we see the faint grin on the face of......)
MAELSTROM: Everyone seems to think that they're the best this, the best that. Raby continually claims to be the most technically sound wrestler on the planet..... Manson thinks he's the Messiah of wrestlin', referring to himself as the PEOPLES CHAMPION now ever since I usurped his title..... an' YOU Morgan, you claim to be better than 99.9 percent of everyone. (begins chuckling) All amusin' thoughts considerin' that EVERYONE here is gunnin' for ME! Gunnin' for me for ONE reason.... 'cuz I'M the man to beat here in the GLCW! 'Cuz despite all those claims everyone's makin'...... I'M THE MEASURING STICK IN THE GLCW! (nods his head knowingly) Arrogance ya may claim? Probably, but it still doesn't erase the fact that it IS true, like it or not! Everyone that I've faced in singles competition here FAILED to measure up to me..... yer ghost of a partner Ash failed, yer butt buddy Manson failed, my own partner Raby has already admitted that facing me in our upcoming title match WILL BE the BIGGEST challenge of his life an' YOU Morgan..... YOU also failed to measure up!
(pauses as his eyes narrow)
MAELSTROM: Question is Morgan do ya REALLY wanna endure that painful reality..... YET AGAIN?
(Maelstrom's image fades and is replaced by not one, but two question marks..... one with a picture of Nikolai Ash beneath it, the other with Stephen Morgan's picture under it. Moments later, that all disperses and we simply..... FADE OUT.....)