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Michael Manson vs. "Rage o' Fire" Jared Wells
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Welcome Manson
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Apr-14-03 AT 06:04 PM (EST)](Scene opens up to 'Rage 'o Fire' Jared Wells in a local coffee shop drinking coffee and relaxing wearing his usual spring clothes. Camera man is sitting across from him as you see people in the background sitting. On the table is a wrestling magazine and it is open to a certain page)
RAGE: Welcome to the everyday life of JARED WELLS. The GLCW staff has heard me and my fans loud and clear. WE WANT THE BEST! We will beat the best. (HOLDS UP THE MAGAZINE) THIS IS THE BEST RIGHT HERE. (PICTURED: MICHAEL MANSON) The path of RAGE continues man! The beautiful thing called RAGE 'o FIRE still rolls baby!
Slowly but surely we will rise to the top. MICHAEL MANSON! MAH-MAN, MANSON. How are you buddy? Been a LONG LONG time my friend. I believe we've never faced each other before. But we've been around for a long time! How did that happen? (THROWS MAGAZINE IN ANGER AS PEOPLE QUICKLY TURN TO HIM) Just like ANARKY, CANNONBALL KIDD, I've waited a long time for this. (WELLS TELLS THE PEOPLE SORRY, IT'S OK, PLEASE DRINK YOUR COFFEE) I've seen the damage you've done in your career. You like to beat people up. I do RESPECT your style and what you've done for the business. But I'm ready to take you on. The GLCW is the home of RAGE. My fans are the greatest fans in the world man. Lemme tell 'ya! They will eat you alive when you walk to the ring pal.
If you happen to get past my fans......what's left of you, I'll be waiting in the ring ready to chop your head off. MANSON nobody in this business can do what you did. But I'm here to tell you, you've never stepped in the ring with me.......Will I go off the record and say I will beat you? YES I WILL. That's the kinda guy I am dude. People say they can and will destroy RAGE and all of his followers. I don't think so. I will never go away. Not until I leave wrestling as an ICON that left on a positive note. MICHAEL MANSON, let's do this thing. Let's make the people talk about us. Let's entertain like none other. Your past speaks for itself.....mine does too. The millions will be watchin' ......are you ready? I don't think so....
(WELLS TAKES A SLIP OF COFFEE AND PUCKERS HIS LIPS)
.....RAGE IS GONNA BRING IT TO YA!
....TIME HAS COME TO RAGE.....
(...FADEOUT)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Apr-14-03 AT 06:04 PM (EST)](Scene opens up to 'Rage 'o Fire' Jared Wells in a local coffee shop drinking coffee and relaxing wearing his usual spring clothes. Camera man is sitting across from him as you see people in the background sitting. On the table is a wrestling magazine and it is open to a certain page)
RAGE: Welcome to the everyday life of JARED WELLS. The GLCW staff has heard me and my fans loud and clear. WE WANT THE BEST! We will beat the best. (HOLDS UP THE MAGAZINE) THIS IS THE BEST RIGHT HERE. (PICTURED: MICHAEL MANSON) The path of RAGE continues man! The beautiful thing called RAGE 'o FIRE still rolls baby!
Slowly but surely we will rise to the top. MICHAEL MANSON! MAH-MAN, MANSON. How are you buddy? Been a LONG LONG time my friend. I believe we've never faced each other before. But we've been around for a long time! How did that happen? (THROWS MAGAZINE IN ANGER AS PEOPLE QUICKLY TURN TO HIM) Just like ANARKY, CANNONBALL KIDD, I've waited a long time for this. (WELLS TELLS THE PEOPLE SORRY, IT'S OK, PLEASE DRINK YOUR COFFEE) I've seen the damage you've done in your career. You like to beat people up. I do RESPECT your style and what you've done for the business. But I'm ready to take you on. The GLCW is the home of RAGE. My fans are the greatest fans in the world man. Lemme tell 'ya! They will eat you alive when you walk to the ring pal.
If you happen to get past my fans......what's left of you, I'll be waiting in the ring ready to chop your head off. MANSON nobody in this business can do what you did. But I'm here to tell you, you've never stepped in the ring with me.......Will I go off the record and say I will beat you? YES I WILL. That's the kinda guy I am dude. People say they can and will destroy RAGE and all of his followers. I don't think so. I will never go away. Not until I leave wrestling as an ICON that left on a positive note. MICHAEL MANSON, let's do this thing. Let's make the people talk about us. Let's entertain like none other. Your past speaks for itself.....mine does too. The millions will be watchin' ......are you ready? I don't think so....
(WELLS TAKES A SLIP OF COFFEE AND PUCKERS HIS LIPS)
.....RAGE IS GONNA BRING IT TO YA!
....TIME HAS COME TO RAGE.....
(...FADEOUT)
Manson
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Man (son) of the People
((FADEIN: A shaded backyard with meat grilling on a BBQ and an American flag waving in the background. MICHAEL MANSON, in long-sleeved black shirt and jeans unflinching in 80 degree weather, sits at a pinci table eating apple pie and drinking beer.))
MANSON: For years and years, I heard of this lad, Jared Wells, Rage O' Fire in my wake. Not that I ever had much to do with you, though not by my decision or choice. But why now? Why? Other than the fact that you're the last of the Jared's in GLCW?
It's because I sent threats to the front office. Because I wouldn't stop calling King Krusher's girlfriend. Because I'd send cow hearts to Malec. Because I let a horde of wild goats into the locker room last week. All right, I do all this anyway.
But when Michael Manson walks into your office and offers to teach you how to tie a noose, you tend to listen. When he offers to help you try it out, you do what he says.
And why? Why? Why demand a match with Jared Wells? Was I drunk? Am I bored? Is it yet another Machivellian scheme? While all these reasons might have some validity, there is a far better one. And its not just because I can.
You, Jared Wells, walk into the GLCW..my domain..my kingdom..and have the audacity to claim to the People's Champion? Their representative? The very embodiment of the American working man? In my presence?
This is not the WWL or any other 3rd world country. here, there is one true American hero. Not only a people's champion, not only an icon, not only an inspiration to the entire world, but a very man of the people.
((Manson finishes his apple pie and gets up taking his beer with him as he walks across the yard.))
Do you honestly think hat you represent the people...the fans..more than me? Sure most of them can't read on an adult level, but deep down, we'e all the same, except for my innate superiority over the rest of mankind? I am te very champion of free speech ad expression..the god given principle on which this country was founded...I drink...I eat..and I live as any common man would..
((Manson stops at the other end of his yard and takes a seat in is outdoor electric chair. He takes a sip of his beer.))
You, Jared, have sinned against a people...a promotion...and their international hero. For this, I took steps no man would....went to the ends of the earth..well just the GLCW....so that you would step into that ring an face a true champion of the common man..and be taken apart limb by limb as by a lynch mob of the people would.
It is only by my request and demand that this match is made possible. You are just the pale imitation of the true People's Champion. You are not even in my league, blasphemer. For this, I must take action. And rest assured, Jared, you have already been judged by the people...I am merely their executioner.
((FADEIN: A shaded backyard with meat grilling on a BBQ and an American flag waving in the background. MICHAEL MANSON, in long-sleeved black shirt and jeans unflinching in 80 degree weather, sits at a pinci table eating apple pie and drinking beer.))
MANSON: For years and years, I heard of this lad, Jared Wells, Rage O' Fire in my wake. Not that I ever had much to do with you, though not by my decision or choice. But why now? Why? Other than the fact that you're the last of the Jared's in GLCW?
It's because I sent threats to the front office. Because I wouldn't stop calling King Krusher's girlfriend. Because I'd send cow hearts to Malec. Because I let a horde of wild goats into the locker room last week. All right, I do all this anyway.
But when Michael Manson walks into your office and offers to teach you how to tie a noose, you tend to listen. When he offers to help you try it out, you do what he says.
And why? Why? Why demand a match with Jared Wells? Was I drunk? Am I bored? Is it yet another Machivellian scheme? While all these reasons might have some validity, there is a far better one. And its not just because I can.
You, Jared Wells, walk into the GLCW..my domain..my kingdom..and have the audacity to claim to the People's Champion? Their representative? The very embodiment of the American working man? In my presence?
This is not the WWL or any other 3rd world country. here, there is one true American hero. Not only a people's champion, not only an icon, not only an inspiration to the entire world, but a very man of the people.
((Manson finishes his apple pie and gets up taking his beer with him as he walks across the yard.))
Do you honestly think hat you represent the people...the fans..more than me? Sure most of them can't read on an adult level, but deep down, we'e all the same, except for my innate superiority over the rest of mankind? I am te very champion of free speech ad expression..the god given principle on which this country was founded...I drink...I eat..and I live as any common man would..
((Manson stops at the other end of his yard and takes a seat in is outdoor electric chair. He takes a sip of his beer.))
You, Jared, have sinned against a people...a promotion...and their international hero. For this, I took steps no man would....went to the ends of the earth..well just the GLCW....so that you would step into that ring an face a true champion of the common man..and be taken apart limb by limb as by a lynch mob of the people would.
It is only by my request and demand that this match is made possible. You are just the pale imitation of the true People's Champion. You are not even in my league, blasphemer. For this, I must take action. And rest assured, Jared, you have already been judged by the people...I am merely their executioner.
BarryClarkJr
DADDY
So You Claim...
(Camera opens up to a cold arena hallway as WELLS is walking down the long hall. Nothing fancy or special setup, just him carrying his bags)
JARED WELLS: Mikey Manson........did I hear you say COMMON MAN? Let me tell you about THE COMMON MAN. I define in everyway the COMMON MAN. The fans, they know I am. 'Ya see the PEOPLE take my side because they want to. I did not go to them. They believe in me because I represent in every way the COMMON MAN. I might not be the TOP STAR but the fans choose me to represent them. You CLAIM to be the PEOPLE'S CHAMPION, and the fans CLAIM I'm the PEOPLE'S CHAMPION. Enough said.
But let's get onto the bigger topic......OUR MATCH. For years and years you've laid a path of destruction all over the world. But now that path will end and begin with the PATH OF RAGE. You've asked a lot of questions my friend and I plan on answering them along with my fans.
As time is ticking away, right before the match your sitting there ready to go through the curtains. Your feeling pretty good, and your music hits loudly. Walk through the curtains, and all of the sudden the enitre place is going crazy. But they are chanting RAGE. Then 'ya sit there and think about all that crap you just said about the COMMON MAN.
Like I said before MANSON, I have no problem with you. But you want to take cheap shots like, "I'm not even in your league?". Fine, no problem. Let me give you a little advice, I'd get ready big boy because you ain't seen nothin' yet DUDE!
GLCW is in for a big treat. The fans are as well. Once I hook the head, send you flying through the air and you drop like a bag of rocks, I will get the one, two, three. As you lay there trying to get a breath of air in your body, I will extend my hand to you. Your fate pal. No doubt, RAGE IS GONNA GIVE IT TO 'YA!
...TIME HAS COME TO RAGE...
(...fadeout)
(Camera opens up to a cold arena hallway as WELLS is walking down the long hall. Nothing fancy or special setup, just him carrying his bags)
JARED WELLS: Mikey Manson........did I hear you say COMMON MAN? Let me tell you about THE COMMON MAN. I define in everyway the COMMON MAN. The fans, they know I am. 'Ya see the PEOPLE take my side because they want to. I did not go to them. They believe in me because I represent in every way the COMMON MAN. I might not be the TOP STAR but the fans choose me to represent them. You CLAIM to be the PEOPLE'S CHAMPION, and the fans CLAIM I'm the PEOPLE'S CHAMPION. Enough said.
But let's get onto the bigger topic......OUR MATCH. For years and years you've laid a path of destruction all over the world. But now that path will end and begin with the PATH OF RAGE. You've asked a lot of questions my friend and I plan on answering them along with my fans.
As time is ticking away, right before the match your sitting there ready to go through the curtains. Your feeling pretty good, and your music hits loudly. Walk through the curtains, and all of the sudden the enitre place is going crazy. But they are chanting RAGE. Then 'ya sit there and think about all that crap you just said about the COMMON MAN.
Like I said before MANSON, I have no problem with you. But you want to take cheap shots like, "I'm not even in your league?". Fine, no problem. Let me give you a little advice, I'd get ready big boy because you ain't seen nothin' yet DUDE!
GLCW is in for a big treat. The fans are as well. Once I hook the head, send you flying through the air and you drop like a bag of rocks, I will get the one, two, three. As you lay there trying to get a breath of air in your body, I will extend my hand to you. Your fate pal. No doubt, RAGE IS GONNA GIVE IT TO 'YA!
...TIME HAS COME TO RAGE...
(...fadeout)
Manson
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Aren't I Good Enough...
(FADEIN: Back to Michael Manson's backyard where in the shade he sits in his electric chair with a card table pulled up with a plate. The American flag proudly waves next to him attached to the back of the chair. He has a pitcher of European beer and a steak, not thaw, but barely cooked and still bloody. Manson digs in with steak knife and fork, wearing a bib, also black.))
MANSON: Jared, allow me to disabuse you of your delusional notions. Any jackass can go around with an American flag, drink beer, and claim to be the people's champ. That causes all the unwashed lemming masses to give out a little cheer like at a public execution or when someone mentions their town. That's all you are Jared. What were yu planning on doing? Wearing the city's football team's so every middle aged man and suburbn wannabe rapper can look down and say, "Hey He's Dressed Just Like Me!"
((Manson points toward the camera with a piece of bloody steak on his fork)).
I'll tell you exactly why not only am I the People's Champ, but a true American hero. I graduated college and I came to ths industry perpetuating acts that are outlawed by international law and being paid and encouraged to do so. I've exercised Machivellian plotting that would shame medieval Japanese warlords and have never been denied. Most of all, I'm paid extremely well to do so.
Why does this qualify me as the factual People's Champ? Because I'm an America success story. In any other country, I would have been locked away in a urine stained prison and killed long ago. Instead, I make money and inspire legions of young children across the word to try to imitate my actions with rusty chainsaws and flaming spears in their backyards. I am the American ideal, the self-made man. Even though I thoroughly support communism, it hasn't stopped me from exploint the American capitalst system.Notice those extra digit missing from your paycheck Jared? They all add up to my my many interests..my pez..my crosses.... my collection of swords...
Not only this, but does anyone embody the first amendment more than me? Sure the audience has never been college and doesn't know much about the Constitution or the English language for that matter, but I've pushed and destroyed the boundaries, the limits. I've shown that a man can be all that he can be, because of the rights of this country. God Bless America.
((Manson's bib falls off, but he shrugs as he grabs the American flag and uses that to wipe his chin and mouth.))
That is your failure, Jared. Your cheap theatrics might win a temporary allegience, but in the end, its still the real Americans like George Washington....Abraham Lincoln......Ulysses S Grant..Jimmy Carter..and me..that will win the day. Because the people might not chant my name....they might throw burning tires at me when I go to the mall..but they fill every seat in every arena..buy all my merchandise produced in child sweatshops all over Asia...and always watch me on TV....they are the ones ultimately paying my salary. They are the ones who ask that I cut down the likes of you, Jared. An that's why I am forever, the People's Champion.
((Manson takes a salt shaker and pours it on his head.))
Now, Aren't I good enough to eat?
(FADEIN: Back to Michael Manson's backyard where in the shade he sits in his electric chair with a card table pulled up with a plate. The American flag proudly waves next to him attached to the back of the chair. He has a pitcher of European beer and a steak, not thaw, but barely cooked and still bloody. Manson digs in with steak knife and fork, wearing a bib, also black.))
MANSON: Jared, allow me to disabuse you of your delusional notions. Any jackass can go around with an American flag, drink beer, and claim to be the people's champ. That causes all the unwashed lemming masses to give out a little cheer like at a public execution or when someone mentions their town. That's all you are Jared. What were yu planning on doing? Wearing the city's football team's so every middle aged man and suburbn wannabe rapper can look down and say, "Hey He's Dressed Just Like Me!"
((Manson points toward the camera with a piece of bloody steak on his fork)).
I'll tell you exactly why not only am I the People's Champ, but a true American hero. I graduated college and I came to ths industry perpetuating acts that are outlawed by international law and being paid and encouraged to do so. I've exercised Machivellian plotting that would shame medieval Japanese warlords and have never been denied. Most of all, I'm paid extremely well to do so.
Why does this qualify me as the factual People's Champ? Because I'm an America success story. In any other country, I would have been locked away in a urine stained prison and killed long ago. Instead, I make money and inspire legions of young children across the word to try to imitate my actions with rusty chainsaws and flaming spears in their backyards. I am the American ideal, the self-made man. Even though I thoroughly support communism, it hasn't stopped me from exploint the American capitalst system.Notice those extra digit missing from your paycheck Jared? They all add up to my my many interests..my pez..my crosses.... my collection of swords...
Not only this, but does anyone embody the first amendment more than me? Sure the audience has never been college and doesn't know much about the Constitution or the English language for that matter, but I've pushed and destroyed the boundaries, the limits. I've shown that a man can be all that he can be, because of the rights of this country. God Bless America.
((Manson's bib falls off, but he shrugs as he grabs the American flag and uses that to wipe his chin and mouth.))
That is your failure, Jared. Your cheap theatrics might win a temporary allegience, but in the end, its still the real Americans like George Washington....Abraham Lincoln......Ulysses S Grant..Jimmy Carter..and me..that will win the day. Because the people might not chant my name....they might throw burning tires at me when I go to the mall..but they fill every seat in every arena..buy all my merchandise produced in child sweatshops all over Asia...and always watch me on TV....they are the ones ultimately paying my salary. They are the ones who ask that I cut down the likes of you, Jared. An that's why I am forever, the People's Champion.
((Manson takes a salt shaker and pours it on his head.))
Now, Aren't I good enough to eat?
BarryClarkJr
DADDY
Not Sure...
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Apr-21-03 AT 04:44 PM (EST)](FADEIN: To Jared Wells walking down the street of NYC wearing his usual clothing but wearing a MICHAEL MANSON tee shirt. He continues to walk as the camera follows him with his hands in his pockets. You hear wrestling fans chant RAGE and some chant MANSON)
JARED WELLS: 'Ya know I'd hate to be unprofessional right now but.....WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? Damn DUDE, where is your head? We have a match coming up and your talking about the sweatshops in Asia. I think you need to put the beer down BR-AH! Where is MICHAEL MANSON? Oh I know.....he's somewhere in the clouds. But I'm still one of your biggest fans. Let the GAAAAMMMMMEEESSS begin BRO!
(Wells has a couple of kids come up to him and ask for an autograph. He signs then continues to walk on the cold day)
I'm tellin' you something man, we better have security beefed up in the arena because all hell is gonna break loose. Not only will there be a war inside of the ring but a war in the crowd. MANSON, you and your followers are no longer needed in the GLCW. After the RAGE-DROP, history will be made. All of your fans that you insult will turn into RAGE and leave you in the dirt. Like I said before I will give you your final offer.........extending my hand to you could help your career, yet alone your fans. I told the world I was BACK and going to stay rollin' here in the GLCW. Most people thought I wouldn't last this long. One by one I'm eliminating GREAT ONES. MANSON, sorry pal............
(Wells rips Manson shirt off and under is a NEW white and black GLCW RAGE shirt)
You just so happen to be in the path right now. So drink all the beer 'ya can.......eat all the food that you want. But what your getting yourself into, not even GOD himself can save you. I'm ready for a fight man. That's what I do best. The legend of RAGE speaks for itself.
(Wells reaches in his back pocket and pulls out a fork n spoon)
What did you say? Aren't I good enough to eat? (LAUGHS) Me and my fans are gonna eat you alive DUDE! Get READY, RAGE IS GONNA GIVE IT TO 'YA!
...TIME HAS COME TO RAGE...
(...FADEOUT)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Apr-21-03 AT 04:44 PM (EST)](FADEIN: To Jared Wells walking down the street of NYC wearing his usual clothing but wearing a MICHAEL MANSON tee shirt. He continues to walk as the camera follows him with his hands in his pockets. You hear wrestling fans chant RAGE and some chant MANSON)
JARED WELLS: 'Ya know I'd hate to be unprofessional right now but.....WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? Damn DUDE, where is your head? We have a match coming up and your talking about the sweatshops in Asia. I think you need to put the beer down BR-AH! Where is MICHAEL MANSON? Oh I know.....he's somewhere in the clouds. But I'm still one of your biggest fans. Let the GAAAAMMMMMEEESSS begin BRO!
(Wells has a couple of kids come up to him and ask for an autograph. He signs then continues to walk on the cold day)
I'm tellin' you something man, we better have security beefed up in the arena because all hell is gonna break loose. Not only will there be a war inside of the ring but a war in the crowd. MANSON, you and your followers are no longer needed in the GLCW. After the RAGE-DROP, history will be made. All of your fans that you insult will turn into RAGE and leave you in the dirt. Like I said before I will give you your final offer.........extending my hand to you could help your career, yet alone your fans. I told the world I was BACK and going to stay rollin' here in the GLCW. Most people thought I wouldn't last this long. One by one I'm eliminating GREAT ONES. MANSON, sorry pal............
(Wells rips Manson shirt off and under is a NEW white and black GLCW RAGE shirt)
You just so happen to be in the path right now. So drink all the beer 'ya can.......eat all the food that you want. But what your getting yourself into, not even GOD himself can save you. I'm ready for a fight man. That's what I do best. The legend of RAGE speaks for itself.
(Wells reaches in his back pocket and pulls out a fork n spoon)
What did you say? Aren't I good enough to eat? (LAUGHS) Me and my fans are gonna eat you alive DUDE! Get READY, RAGE IS GONNA GIVE IT TO 'YA!
...TIME HAS COME TO RAGE...
(...FADEOUT)
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From Out of the Gutter....
((FADEIN: Michael Manson, wearing his "Mike Manson: Eat Fresh Daily" t-shirt and black jeans, stands in front of a table with a red cloth placed over it with a chalice and Darth ader pez dispenser on it.))
MANSON: I took the liberty of setting up an altar for you, Jared. Now I know the other Jarod is my biggest fan, but I take it's about time that you got down on your hands and knees and started with the worship. ventuall, you can graduate up to sacrifices and masses in my honor, and when you do, I have this altar all set for you.
And you, Jared Wells, above all....should bow to my glory. To rephrase the earlier question..Why? Because I went out of my way and I made this match myself. No one even considered you, Jared, to be anywhere close to me in a match.
Speaking of this grand comeback, how is it going so far? A loss and a continuing humiliation at the hands of the oh so cleverly named Larry Tact..and of course....Anarky made you feel like the new ##### in prison. Now, most people would call this a failure. In fact, I've seen you go on that you're "raging" against the machine, that hideous headless system that is the GLCW.
You see, Jared, managements don't like me because..well I'm me. ut at the same time, they have no choice but to put up with me at the same time because I am me. They like you Jared, you're a solid citizen. You don't rock the boat..you wave the American flag and get the unwashed to like you. That's why no one ever put you in match with me before, no one wants to see sch a nice guy get crucified.
But now, Jared, all you're amounting to is what I like to call, a bottom feeder. Going nowhere fast. It doesn't matter how well you did in whatever cesspool you were drowning in before, right now, you're opening match material...you know...right before the real stars come out.
But I...I dragged you right out of the gutter wth my all consuming generosity...after all virtue is its own reward...but you go on and on....you say I'm great, well at least you got one thing right. Unfortunately, the free ride on my name only lasts one night. You get the priviledge of being another victim...as faceless as a postal worker. Then it's back to bottom feeding.
For one night though, one night only, you're as big a star as you think you are..all because of me. And I will take the matter up of beating that "thank you" out of you...because once the dream ends....reality asserts itself when that bell rings. I control your life, your career..I am your salvation....and your ruin..all in one night..and for this..do not doubt that I am your God.
((FADEIN: Michael Manson, wearing his "Mike Manson: Eat Fresh Daily" t-shirt and black jeans, stands in front of a table with a red cloth placed over it with a chalice and Darth ader pez dispenser on it.))
MANSON: I took the liberty of setting up an altar for you, Jared. Now I know the other Jarod is my biggest fan, but I take it's about time that you got down on your hands and knees and started with the worship. ventuall, you can graduate up to sacrifices and masses in my honor, and when you do, I have this altar all set for you.
And you, Jared Wells, above all....should bow to my glory. To rephrase the earlier question..Why? Because I went out of my way and I made this match myself. No one even considered you, Jared, to be anywhere close to me in a match.
Speaking of this grand comeback, how is it going so far? A loss and a continuing humiliation at the hands of the oh so cleverly named Larry Tact..and of course....Anarky made you feel like the new ##### in prison. Now, most people would call this a failure. In fact, I've seen you go on that you're "raging" against the machine, that hideous headless system that is the GLCW.
You see, Jared, managements don't like me because..well I'm me. ut at the same time, they have no choice but to put up with me at the same time because I am me. They like you Jared, you're a solid citizen. You don't rock the boat..you wave the American flag and get the unwashed to like you. That's why no one ever put you in match with me before, no one wants to see sch a nice guy get crucified.
But now, Jared, all you're amounting to is what I like to call, a bottom feeder. Going nowhere fast. It doesn't matter how well you did in whatever cesspool you were drowning in before, right now, you're opening match material...you know...right before the real stars come out.
But I...I dragged you right out of the gutter wth my all consuming generosity...after all virtue is its own reward...but you go on and on....you say I'm great, well at least you got one thing right. Unfortunately, the free ride on my name only lasts one night. You get the priviledge of being another victim...as faceless as a postal worker. Then it's back to bottom feeding.
For one night though, one night only, you're as big a star as you think you are..all because of me. And I will take the matter up of beating that "thank you" out of you...because once the dream ends....reality asserts itself when that bell rings. I control your life, your career..I am your salvation....and your ruin..all in one night..and for this..do not doubt that I am your God.
BarryClarkJr
DADDY
Time's UP!
(LIVE at the Entertainment & Convocation center in Duluth)
(Camera opens up to Jared Wells getting out of his yellow Mustang GT as he pops open the trunk. All of the sudden cameramen and reporters surround him and his car. Wells grabs his bags and throws them over his shoulder as he tries to walk towards the back entrance. The cameras follow him in the same direction. Reporters are asking questions left and right but he does not answer. Wells seems to be in a foul mood in some sort. He finally makes it to the door as security lets him in. Moments later there is a camera inside the building for an interview PRE-RIPTIDE. He walks around as the camera follows him)
JARED WELLS: Here we are man! LIVE and just a few hours away! MIKEY MANSON.....LISTEN UP! You wanna take cheap shots at RAGE? You want to try to BRING RAGE down? (LAUGHS) Fine......so be it. I'm not responsible for my actions....nor are my fans. There's thousands of crazy bastards out there waiting for me to rip your damn head off. You call for this match right?
You've demanded for JARED WELLS, now your gonna get some. Not only might it cost you your career but your life as well. Your legacy will now crumble into the ground. You claim I'm only a star because of you? For calling out the RAGE? (LAUGHS) It's so obvious that your lost in the GLCW. ONE NIGHT ONLY? That's all I need pal. ONE NIGHT and I'll get the ONE, TWO, THREE. RAGE-DROP is where it all lays big man! Once it's hooked, LIGHTS OUT!
What are you doing right now MANSON? Laying back drinking beer? Eating some pez? (Laughs) I don't think so. I believe your pacing back and fourth thinking what you got yourself into. Sweating bullets and not sure if you'll wake up tomorrow the same man. I don't blame you.
I'll be honest with you I'm a little nervous, but like I said before. Thousands are watching this one.........Your gonna have to kill me DUDE! TIME'S UP MIKEY! Are you ready?
(Wells stops in front of his dressing room "JARED WELLS" and pulls out a pez dispenser. He holds it up to the camera and drops it on the ground. He then stomps on it really fast as you hear it break)
...TIME HAS COME TO RAGE...
(FADEOUT to Wells shutting the door)
(LIVE at the Entertainment & Convocation center in Duluth)
(Camera opens up to Jared Wells getting out of his yellow Mustang GT as he pops open the trunk. All of the sudden cameramen and reporters surround him and his car. Wells grabs his bags and throws them over his shoulder as he tries to walk towards the back entrance. The cameras follow him in the same direction. Reporters are asking questions left and right but he does not answer. Wells seems to be in a foul mood in some sort. He finally makes it to the door as security lets him in. Moments later there is a camera inside the building for an interview PRE-RIPTIDE. He walks around as the camera follows him)
JARED WELLS: Here we are man! LIVE and just a few hours away! MIKEY MANSON.....LISTEN UP! You wanna take cheap shots at RAGE? You want to try to BRING RAGE down? (LAUGHS) Fine......so be it. I'm not responsible for my actions....nor are my fans. There's thousands of crazy bastards out there waiting for me to rip your damn head off. You call for this match right?
You've demanded for JARED WELLS, now your gonna get some. Not only might it cost you your career but your life as well. Your legacy will now crumble into the ground. You claim I'm only a star because of you? For calling out the RAGE? (LAUGHS) It's so obvious that your lost in the GLCW. ONE NIGHT ONLY? That's all I need pal. ONE NIGHT and I'll get the ONE, TWO, THREE. RAGE-DROP is where it all lays big man! Once it's hooked, LIGHTS OUT!
What are you doing right now MANSON? Laying back drinking beer? Eating some pez? (Laughs) I don't think so. I believe your pacing back and fourth thinking what you got yourself into. Sweating bullets and not sure if you'll wake up tomorrow the same man. I don't blame you.
I'll be honest with you I'm a little nervous, but like I said before. Thousands are watching this one.........Your gonna have to kill me DUDE! TIME'S UP MIKEY! Are you ready?
(Wells stops in front of his dressing room "JARED WELLS" and pulls out a pez dispenser. He holds it up to the camera and drops it on the ground. He then stomps on it really fast as you hear it break)
...TIME HAS COME TO RAGE...
(FADEOUT to Wells shutting the door)