What happens to you, if you let greed take you over, if you let power control., don't know? You Become a Champion!!!!
Well look at what I did. I mean I did the so called impossible… I Beat Jarvis. I won his title. I Beat his ass. I pinned him 1...2...3. There is no one, and I mean No One in this fed that Can touch me. There will be some that try and fail, there will be some that Try and Die. But then there will be some that I Treat as special cases. Like my next match. But Before I get to that arrogant asshole… I got another one I have to talk about. This man thinks the world of himself, thinks he’s better then everyone else. Yeah… You all might think I’m talking about Dunn here, but I’m talking about the man I beat. The man that can’t face the fact that his precise title is on the so called Jobbers shoulder. The man that can’t face the fact that when me finally has someone to test himself against he blows it. The man that snapped. The man that has been degrades to Primetime Champion shots instead of taking on a real man like myself. If you don’t know who I’m talking about, go fuck yourselves.
Lawrence Jarvis
Jarvis man, keep kissing my ass. Keep parsing me up. Keep it all up. The fact of the matter is that the next time we meet I will be ready. See, I did only beat you by a second. But that second cost you everything. That second cost you the match, your title and your winning streak. I had the butterflies before this match, not because I wasn’t sure of myself, but because it was my first Pay Per View in a while. Jarvis, you might think that next time we meet, you will come out the victor, but the fact is, Epic sees that you are slacking, so instead of sending you into another match with me, he saved you the humiliation and gave you the Prime time title shot. You think that title means anything? Is a fucking Joke, I guess that’s why you want it so bad. Now, I find it funny that you talk about my now X girlfriend Sarah. Saying I can’t keep slagging off her. Ha, at least I got some action. I mean who would want to suck your 90 year old cock? By the way, I won’t forget about you. Every time I wake up… I have the smell, it smells like you. You are fucking grouse man. After the match I went home and burned the clothes I was wearing. And The international title will always smell. I mean when was the last time you took a shower you sick fuck?
Rayne Young
Now, my opponent. Jake cassi… Wait… Not Jake Cassidy, What the fuck, another new Guy? Holy shit, Cassidy pussy out. Oh so its that Rayne Idiot that likes to talk shit about me. I thought he was just ranting and raving because he couldn’t match the excellency of one Cody Carson. Heh, so this guy really gets his match against me? I Guess enough bitching gets you somewhere. All the bitching in the world won’t get you out of what you wanted in so bad. I mean you could do a lot of sucking and get out, but I don’t think your like Mr. Jarvis. Are you like Jake Cassidy In another form, I mean you look like the fruit. Kid, you really think that you can beat me? I Mean come on, I have proven myself to the world, now I have to prove myself to a piece of shit wannabe like you. Sure, you might want this match, but when you get into the ring, you will wish you didn‘t. See I beat 5 other men to get to Jarvis, then I beat that old fuck. I mean what have you done. Gotten here the same way I did. But you see, there was actually some talent in my match, not like yours, do one move and boom, 1...2...3!!! Come on man, your entrances where longer then the whole god damn match. Rayne Man… wait, Rayne Young, so Rayne isn’t even a man? Oh just great. I Get to baby sit a little kid. You better be potty trained you fucking goofy look alike.
Why? Why would epic put me up against a little bitch like you? How did you ever win that match? Right, never mind I remember. Sure kid, you have talent… wait no you don’t, you just have a little more skill then most of the fucks in that match. Face it Kid, you can’t win. Its like running as hard as you can into a 4 layer brick wall. YOU CAN’T WIN!!! Yeah. Me and Dunn prance around like we own the place, sure, we don’t but guess what? We could if we wanted to. If I really wanted to I could challenge Epic and win, then become the owner. But I’m not going to. You know way? Because that means I wouldn’t be able to have fun, making fun of little fucks like you, who think they can make something out of nothing. Hell, your almost as bad as Jason Blade. But I will admit, I don’t think anyone could be that bad. I’m the best, I’m the only one that could beat Jarvis, I will be the only one to beat Jarvis. I will go down in history as the man that ended… wait, never mind, it was only 4 wins. Who cares man. The only thing that is on my mind is you. You and that cocky little attitude. You think that you can come into here and just boom take the title way from a great champion? You got another thing coming small fry. I’m the International Champion, I’m the best damn thing around. Bill Dynamite should be shaking in his little bicth boots, as should you. I mean look at you, you’re nothing but a person with a big nose and a couple of tattoos.
What the fuck is with me only fighting people with big noses. Like give me a break, in one of these matches I’m going to have my eye pokes out by it. For fuck sakes, someone get rid of these big nose mother fuckers. Jarvis, Rayne, any one else with a big nose. Hell its call plastic surgery. Maybe when their down with your nose they can reattach your cock that you had bit off, then you put it in a pickle jar. See Jarvis, even the kid gets more action then you. But you know what kid, you are going to have one hell of a vision, and the night before the event, you better go out and get drunk, because in the morning, you won’t want to get up, then you won’t and that you can stay home. But if for some dumb ass reason you show your face, I will be the one to rearrange it. Knock that huge nose off your face. You know what, I’ve wasted enough time on this clown… So fuck you and have a nice day.
Scene Title: The Only IN Champion
Time: Between 1-3pm
Location:Carson Home
Status: On Camera
** The scene fades in. You see Cody Carson. He has a black eye and a busted lip. He also has his ribs taped heavy. He is sitting on what looks to be a new couch. Lilly walks in and looks at Carson who has his head back and eyes closed, trying to get the pain to go away. You hear a lawn mower out side and this just starts to piss Carson off. He has the International title sitting beside him and it looks like he is in a lot of pain. She smiles at him and walks over to the fridge, slamming to door after taking out the meat for a sandwich. Cody opens his eyes and looks at her, hiding his face behind the couch and just showing his eyes and forehead, which has stitches in it. But from what we may never know seeing as he didn’t get cut in the match. Anyway, she sees him looking at her and she smiles again.
Cody: I got one hell of a headache. Please try to be quite.
Lilly: Look, just because you let me stay with you here in your house, doesn’t men you can boss me around like Melory.
Cody: That bitch is suppose to come by today to.
Lilly: Shouldn’t have gotten beat up on BFG eh?
Cody: Shut up. My fucking head is pounding.
** She grins and Cody stands up. He staggers a bit, but stays on his feet. He looks out at the man mowing his lawn. Cody shakes his head at the man and slams the window closed. He walks back over to the couch and flops. All of a sudden you her a dog barking. Cody groans and covers his head with two pillow that are on the couch.
Lilly: Wonder who’s dog that is?
Cody: I don’t care. I just want it to suck up.
Lilly: Well I don’t know if I can help you.
Cody: URRG!
** Lilly smiles at Cody’s pain. She then starts to get annoyed by the barking. She walks out of the house and then you see it’s a pit bull standing on the front yard. She screams at the door and it takes off. She walks back in and Cody finally has some quiet… Or does he. All of a sudden you hear SWEET HOME ALABAMA blasting over a radio. Cody turns his head and looks out the closed window. He sees a man tapping to the beat of a song. He has a radio blaring, the radio most likely cost more then the car. Cody fakes cries and he bares his head into the pillows.
Cody: What the fuck… Is up today. I want a peaceful fucking day and I can’t even get that.
** All of a sudden the man pulls away and the quietness comes back. Cody closes his eyes and then the screech o f tires and the hard sound of metal smashing makes his eye shoot opens. He gets up and walks over to the door, looking out of it you see what was a bare street, littered with Cars, pilled up against each other. Drives are getting out and screaming, then another Car slams into the cars. Cody drops his head and moves back to the couch. Seeming not to care. He falls down onto the couch again, almost missing it.
Lilly: Looks like you won’t be getting much sleep. The cops will be here in no time and the sirens blaring.
** Just thinking about the sirens makes Cody wince.
Cody: The pigs can go fuck themselves.
Lilly: I don’t think so.
Cody: why?
Lilly: If you had kids, and there where no cops, would you want then going out?
Cody: Well… Yes. I mean when ever the cops try to help someone it gets that person hurt or killed. Cops are fucking gay.
Lilly: If you say so.
** Cody stands up again and starts toward the stairs. He goes up them and then walks into the bedroom. He lays down on the bed and looks at the clock 1:00 pm. Cody groans and closes his eyes. After a couple of seconds he starts to drift off to sleep. All of a sudden you hear a gun shot. Cody’s eyes open. He pushes himself off the bed and then walks over to the window in the bedroom as another shot rings out. He grabs his ears and then quickly opens the window. The guy next door is firing at a target.
Cody: Jacob… Stop that you fucking idiot…Cops are coming.
Jacob: WHAT!?
Cody: COPS!!!!
** Jacob runs inside and I guess hides the gun. Cody smiles and falls back onto the bed. Then the sirens start.
Cody: For fuck sakes, can’t a guy get any quietness.
** The Door to the bedroom creeps open and cody opens his eye. Melory Carson is standing there.
Cody: Great!
Melory: Cody…
Cody: What!?
Melory: I missed you.
Cody: No you didn’t…
Melory: Yes I did.
Cody: Don’t fucking lie to me. See when you lie… you voice crackles.
Melory: It does not.
Cody: Look… I’m not felling good… SO fuck off and die.
Melory: You said you would talk to me.
** Cody sits up and shakes his head at her.
Cody: YOU FUCKING BITCH. THAT WAS BEFORE I WON THE INTERNATIONAL TITLE… I’M THE MAN NOW!!! What have you done, sat on your ass a thought about what you had.
Melory: I think we can work it out.
Cody: GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!!!
Melory: Its my house to Cody.
Cody: Not anymore… I’m the sole owner bitch.
Melory: How could you do that?
Cody: Get the fuck out of my sight and my house.
Melory: No. I’ll be down stairs if you ever grow up you can come down and talk to me like a man.
** Cody’s eyes grow wider at the comment and Melory walks out of the room with a smile on her face. Cody just falls back onto the bed. You starts to hear Car horns, louder and louder, like they are coming night at you. Then you hear the sirens and the smash of cars together again.
Cody: Fucking dumb cops.
** After a couple of seconds you hear… “Thud” “thud” “Thud” Cody closes his eyes and puts his hand on his forehead.
Cody: Why? Why God? I mean… Wait, why the hell am I talking you? You don’t listen the devil down. So Why devil… Why? What’s with the fucking chopper.
** Cody groans again and sits up. He walks out of the room and goes down stairs. Melory and Lilly are sitting in the living room. Cody walks into the kitchen and grabs a Coke out of the fridge. He looks in it for beer or any alcohol for that matter. Nothing. He sighs and opens the drink. He almost chokes as Melory speaks from right behind him.
Melory: Want to talk now>
Cody: I told you out. Now get out Or I’ll through you out.
Melory: I would like to see you try. The cops right outside. You wouldn’t dare.
Cody: The cops are out there eh?
Melory: Well yeah.
** Cody smirks and starts toward the door.
Melory: Where are you going?
Cody: Bitch I don’t got to tell you.
Melory: Fine be that way. I’m going to make a sandwich.
Cody: All the power to you…
** Cody grins wider. He then stops at the door. He opens it and runs out. running to the closest cop.
Cody: Help! HELP!
Cop 1: What’s the problem sir?
Cody: There’s a woman in my house. He has a knife.
Cop 1: Okay sir calm down.
Cody: She tied to stab me. I dumped her and now she’s trying to kill me.
Cop 1{Speaking to radio}: I need backup. And attempted stabbing.
** Cody holds back a smile. The officer draws his gun and holds it raised at eye level. The two walk in and Lilly is seen running up the stairs. The officer misses her all together and directs his attention to the kitchen. He jumps out and Melory Carson is standing there holding a knife to cut her sandwich.
Cop 1: DROP IT!
** Melory turns and drops the knife. Cody smirks at her and she gives him a dirty look as the officer cuffs her hands behind you back. He pushes her out of the door and Cody smiles as she walks by. After all is clear Cody bursts into laughs.
Cody: Dumb bitch.
Lilly: Where did Melory go?
Cody: She left. She saw me and I told her I wasn’t feeling good bam she leaves.
** Lilly looks at him puzzled.
Cody: What?
Lilly: Nothing.
** Cody smiles cockily. Then he reaches onto the top of the fridge and grabs the bottle of Advil. Just as he opens the bottle, there is a knock at the front door. Cody looks at it and then opens the bottle. The knock comes louder. Again Carson look and pours two pills into his hand. All of a sudden there is banging on the door. Cody breathes out hard and walks over to the door. His head is still pounding and he doesn’t seem to happy. He grabs the handle and pulls the door open. Standing there is a pair of guys in suits.
Cody: What the fuck do you want?
Man in $2 suit 1:Hi…Mr. Carson. We are members of the church…
Cody: Shut the fuck up you jehovah witness. Get the fuck off my property.
Man in $2 Suit 2: Umm. Will you please hear us out. We…
Cody: I Said get the fuck out of here.
** Cody shuts the door. The two men look and then knock again. Cody opens the door and looks at them, shaking his head.
Cody: You guys don’t know English do you?
Man in $2 suit 1: Sir. We understand English. Please hear us out.
Cody: Look, don’t you know who I am?
Man in $2 suit 2: Well yes. You’re Cody Carson the famous wrestler.
Man in $2 Suit 1: Yes. That’s why we came to you. You have great power. You can help up.
Cody: Fuck you. I associate with the devil mother-fucker.
Man in $2 suit 1: Yes we know. That’s why we must turn you to light. Offer you guidance.
Cody: What the hell are you talking about? Your starting to piss me off. I Have a fucking headache and I’m not feeling good SO FUCK OFF!!!!
Man In $2 Suit 2: Sir. Please do not turn us away until you have hear about our guidance. Please let us in.
** the man takes a step towards the door and Cody leans against the frame, blocking him.
Cody: How about no.
Man in $2 suit 1: Mr. Carson. Will you hear us out?
Cody: HOW MANY TIEM DO I HAVE TO SAY NO!?
** The anger in Cody’s voice gives the man a cold chill. He then whispers into the others ear and they nod their head and walk off Cody’s steps. Cody holds in a laugh and then closes the door. He walks into the kitchen and gets a glass of water. He takes the Advil and then slowly walks into the living room where Lilly is sitting.
Lilly: Who was that?
Cody: Jehovah witness.
** There is a knock at the back door. Cody gets a look to kill on his face as he gets up and walks to the back door. He opens it and long and be hold the Two idiots are there.
Cody: Let me guess, you guys thought if you switched suits you could fool me? I told you leave, Now LEAVE.
Man in $2 suit 1: Sir, we would just like you to hear us out.
Man in $2 suit 2: That is all we ask.
Cody: And I said no. So, Go and play “hide and Go fuck your self” or “hide and fuck each other.” I don’t Care, just leave.
Man in $2 suit 1: Sir, I do not like you making comments about our sexuality.
Cody: What? You’ll be lucky to have you cock if you don’t leave.
Man in $2 suit 2: Why is that sir?
Cody: I Got one nasty bitch in there.
Man in $2 suit 1: Bitch? As in female dog?
Cody: Ha, you can call you that, she likes to bite.
Man in $2 suit 1: Sir, please do not get the dog out here. I would just like you to hear us out.
Man in $2 suit 2: Yes please.
Cody: Get on you knees and say it.
Man in $2 suit 1: Okay sir, if it will make you hear us out.
** The two men get on their knees and Cody smiles.
Man in $2 suit 1: Please will you hear us out?
Cody: Kiss my feet.
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