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What happens to you, if you let greed take you over, if you let power control., don't know? You Become a Champion!!!!
Vanity. The quality or condition of being vain, or in other words, self-pride and worth. Value is what it’s about. Taking pride in your work and accomplishments, among other things. It’s the right to be cruel and unusual. The right to be conceited and self centred. The right to care about nothing but yourself.
In all of my life, one word couldn’t describe so much. It couldn’t mean so much that it actually makes me stop and think. For one second, the word Vanity just sends a chill down my spine. For one moment, I taste a sweet breath of air. For one simple heartbeat, I realize what it’s all about, and then I wake up.
Vanity. It’s not for the weak hearted. You’ve got to be a real man to live that kind of a life. In no way, does the act of being vain, constitute the rights to be a complete moron, but more importantly, a complete jackass. That’s who I am, and what I am all about.
I am a vain person. A cold hearted selfish son of a bitch who wants nothing but to be the best. That’s who I am, and that’s who I want to be. It’s always been that way. Even since I was a lonely little boy. I’ve always pondered that thought.
But, along with being the best, comes the reward. The most thought of and most respected items of them all. A title. Much like the word Vanity, it sends shivers down my spine. A Title is everything that a wrestler could hope for and dream of. A Title is the one special accomplishment that dubs you to be the best. It’s every wrestler’s one true goal.
I guess being the best doesn’t always guarantee you everything in life. Why? Who knows why? The only the question that remains, which is the only question that matters, is the question of when. When will I win the big one? Today? Tomorrow? Next Tuesday? You’ll never know.
I’m not going to prove anything to anyone but myself, this Sunday. I know what I’ve got to do really. Lightning. Sooner or later, after it’s all said and done, I’ll be standing in victory. Shall it be this Friday? We’ll see.
They say that good things come to those who want it most. Well in that case, I guess I deserve to be a champion. I think it’s a plausible case. I live for this business. Everyday, I work, sweat and bleed for this business. I stop at nothing to become better and better, because I feel the need to do so. Nothing completes me better then to step in that ring face to face with an opponent, and battle it out for sweet victory.
Few men get the kind of opportunities that I get, but few men take advantage of that fact. I’ve been given the opportunity more than once to deliver my sense of superiority, wisdom and greatness to this very business, and I have failed before. Well, I’m not going to fail this time. This time, I will make my presence in that ring known. I will deliver my best work, to the best of my ability. Balls out to the very end.
Should I walk out of Vanity, my hopes and dreams will finally come to reality. If not, then I will never rest until my deed is done. Fear me, for I am “The Extreme One”
It all started in this very place. Back to the dungeon where I trained to become a superstar, just five years ago. Back where it all began. I took my first bump in that very ring. I received my worst bruises in that very ring. I fought some of the best matches in that very ring. Not only that, but I succeeded from that very ring.
Lawrecne Jarvis
Now Jarvis, I hear that you undefeated. Huh, if you’re thinking of walking out of Bond of Glory with that record intact you got another thing coming man. I mean come on… All you got going for you is that record, and I will be the one to end it. Just like if Dunn gets in my way, his record will be ended to. But Dunn is smart… Unlike you. I mean you retain you title and then get your fucking head taken off by me. That title will be mine come BOG because I am better then you. Hell man, I’ll use your own fucking saying against you. Even on YOUR best damn day… You’re not even in MY league. You think you’re the Franchise, the big dog, the man. Well guess what… REALITY CHECK mother fucker. Your are nothing but a piece of shit with a fucking title on his shoulder. I mean come on. You have beat pathetic losers and fucking idiots in this fed. The scum of the jobber world. I have had one match and I have beaten more people then you. I mean you have beaten four guys. I beat five in one match. My first match here, I won the international title shot. Plus, in my second match, I will walk out with the International title.
You think that just because you won the title in your second match, your going to retain it in your fourth…. I don’t think so. I’m going to beat the hell out of you like I did to the other five fucking I beat in the ring on Violence. I mean you’re a big nosed bitch that thinks because he has the international title on his shoulder that he is something special now. This is my first title shot in this fed and I will not be denied. The only thing that stands in my way is you, you pathetic jobber. I mean come on do you really think you can beat the Sensation? I am the best thing to come to this fed. There is no one in this fed that can deal me a fucking lose. Not the soon to be world Champion Dylan Dunn, not the International Champion.. You… NO ONE. I AM THE BEST. The day you starts thinking that you are better then you is the day you fucking die. Your are nothing but a want-a-be version of captain hook. He has a big nose… So do you… He looks like a fucking queer… So do you. He fears clocks and you should to. The only difference I see is that he as a hook for a hand and you have a hook for a dick.
Tick Tock, the clock is ticking down… There’s nothing you can do but sit back and wait for your fait come. The sensation is coming… DO YOU FEEL IT??!!
Scene Title: Canadian Idol
Time: 9:00
Location:Canadian Idol set
Status: On Camera
**The cameras open up with bright lights and everything flashing. Then your hear the Canadian Idol theme song. The cameras pan around and you see the whole crowd as a blur. It then focuses on the judges and then on the host Ben Mulroney.
Ben: Welcome to Canadian Idol.
** The fans cheer at the announcement. The cameras pan around and the first Idol hopeful come out onto the stage. It focuses not on the Idol but on a man sitting with a woman in the front row. This man is Cody Carson and the woman is Sarah Stryker. Cody has his arms crossed and doesn’t look to happy.
Cody: Why did you drag me here?
Sarah: It will be fun.
Cody: No… what would be fun is if I could go and get drunk.
Sarah: Shut up and watch.
Cody: No.
Sarah: Yes.
Cody: Fuck you.
Sarah: Fuck you back.
Cody: I hate you.
Sarah: You love me.
Cody: Shut up you fucking whore.
Sarah: Oh Cody… Calm down.
Cody: Fucking stubborn bitch.
Sarah: That’s why you love me.
** Cody falls back into his chair and stares straight ahead. After a couple of performances the judges give there comment.
Zack Werner : You ass suck… Honestly, where do you find these people.
Sass Jordan: I don’t know what Zack was watching but you some of you suck and some kicked some major butt.
Farley Flex: Umm… I don’t want to make any promises… but I don’t think any of you will be on the show.
Jake Gold: I agree with Farley… The competition is to high to have singers who can’t hold a tune like all of you.
** The fans boo at the remarks but Cody smiles. The judges get up and Flex and Jordan walk off together… toward Flex’s locker room… Gold walks off to who know where. But Zack walks off to the bathroom. Cody looks at Sarah and then at the Bathroom door. He gets an evil smile on his face as he stands up and walks off.
Sarah: Where are you going?
Cody: Bathroom.
Sarah: Okay.
** Cody didn’t even look back at her because that might have given away his plan. Cody walks down to the bathroom and pushes the door open. You see Zack changing his shirt… he has tan lines like he has been wearing a bra and he sucks in his stomach trying to make himself look big. Cody scratches his head and stares at Zack with a look of disgust. Zack turns at looks at him. Cody smiles and Zack thinks he has a piece of Ass in front of him. Zack motions for Carson to come closer. Cody does so. Zack undoes his pants and that sets Cody off. He grabs Zack by the nuts and squeezes. Zack tries to scream but can’t because of the pain. Cody slams him head first into the mirror shattering it. Cody then drops Zack, Kneeing him several times in the face. Cody Takes off his own shirt and slips one of Zack’s on. He grabs a wig out of Zack’s bag and slides it on… He walks out of the bathroom with a smile on his face. He walks over and shit down at the table. Flex and Jordan have came out of the locker room. Flex is doing up his belt and Sass fixes her skirt as he shits down. Gold walks out of the darkness and has his hand down his pants. Everyone looks at him.
Sass: What are you doing?
Cody as Zack: Yeah man… That’s just wrong.
Flex: Don’t want to know.
Gold: My hand is glued to my dick.
Ben: Guys… We are on in three…two…one… Welcome back to Canadian Idol. Our judges have been a little hard on the people as of late… I don’t know why.
Cody As Zack: Shut the fuck up and get the next pathetic bitch out here.
Ben: Umm… Okay.
** The next person comes out and Cody leans back in his chair. This woman is bouncing around like a bimbo but her tits are almost smacking her in the face, and her shirt… well lets just say… if it was any short it wouldn’t be there. She can’t sing.
Cody As Zack: Hey bitch. Let me put you out of your fucking misery. You can’t sing.. You here me. The only way you will ever get through life is on your knees. So go back to hooking you fucking idiot. Who ever told you, you could sing should be shot.
** The other judges look at him and he looks at them.
Cody As Zack: What… its the truth.
** The all shrug and the cameras pan back to the next idol. When this chicks performance is done Cody is the first to speak up.
Cody As Zack: Is this show Called Canadian idiot. I mean for fuck sake… You almost put me to sleep with you fucking howling. Jesus… get the fuck out of here you fucking ugly bitch.
Sass: Zack… You are dumb… I don’t know what the hell you were listening to but welcome to Canadian idol baby.
Cody As Zack: Shut up you fucking dumb bitch. The only reason you are in a good mood is because You and Flex over there went into his locker room and fucked and a bit he has his hand on you cunt right now.
** Flex’s arm quickly moves under the table and Cody smiles.
Cody: See what mean.
Gold: You where good.
Cody As Zack : No.. She wasn’t… your just happy because you got some action earlier with you hand… I mean and the super glue.
Ben: And that my cue for a commercail.
** The scene fade to a commercail. When we come back Cody as zack is sittign with his feet up on the desk. Sass and Farly are kissing and Gold is trying to get his hands out of his pants. The next person walks in and he looks very familiar. He looks like Lawrence Jarvis.
Cody As Zack : Hey.. You’re the fucking idiot Wrestler guy from the EWO.
Man: No… I get that all the time. I had my face done to look like him because he is the best.
Cody As Zack : The best… what the fuck are you on you piece of shit. He looks like a pimple on a Donkeys dick, he probably smells like it to, he is a disgrace to the International title and he will lose it to MMM…. Cody Carson come Bound of Glory.
Man: Really… Well at least Jarvis has a set of balls… unlike Carson who had to use someone else to win his match.
Cody As Zack : You little piece of shit. I didn’t use that fuck to win my match I won my match on my own.
** Cody tosses the wig off and rips the shirt off.
Cody: Now you little fuck say all that to my fucking face.
** The man tries to run but Cody is already over the table and has him by the throat.
Cody: Who’s going to win that match you little fuck?
Man: Jarvis….
Cody: You got a death wish you little cocksucker.
** Cody kicks the guy in the midsection and nails End the Sensation {stunner} on him. Cody stands up and looks around. He walks into the bathroom and grabs his shirt from the floor, and you see Zack all tied up and gagged. Cody slips his shirt on and Sarah runs into the bathroom.
Sarah: What the fuck are you doing?
Cody: Having fun.
Sarah: You know what… I hope he charges you.
Cody:So.
Sarah: You are very dumb.
Cody:Hey bitch. I’m not the one to drag her boyfriend to the stupidest show on earth and expect him not to do anything stupid.
Sarah: You know… You are a pain in the ass.
Cody: And that’s why YOU love ME!!
Sarah: Oh shut up.
** Cody smiles a cocky smile and walks out of the bathroom followed closely behind my Sarah who is giving his a screaming at him yet again. The scene fades to a picture of Cody Carson with the International Championship on his shoulder and the text comes up under it. “Cody Carson YOUR NEXT INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!!!!”
Throw the pain, brakes bumps and hard fot battles... There is... Nothing, No one is proud, no one is happy, no one knows the hart and soul it took to get here. To them, it's just a game, But to ME!!! It's LIFE!!!!
