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| ::So, looks like the new beginning for James has started. Araknis saw what happens when James is annoyed. Now Snake Eyes will too!:: :::Our scene opens up to a room, where around 5 people are milled around something. They move out of the way to reveal Jame,s passed out on the floor. They don't seem concerned, though; they're laughing and joking with each other. Then we see Scotty, trying to wake James up. He succeeds, and laughs. Sue walks into the room, carrying a tray, with drinks on. The people grab a drink each, whilst James gets to his feet. Scotty heads over to a stereo, and flicks a switch. The sounds of "Celebrate good times" by Kool and the Gang begin to play. James takes the tray off of Sue, and puts it on a table top. He then leans over, and gives her a long kiss on the lips.::: James: Happy birthday, sweetie. Sue: Thank you...James! :::Sue changes from her happy mood into an angry mood::: James: What I do? :::Sue points towards our cameraman.::: James: No [beep], I forgot he was here. Sorry hon, this'll only take a while, then I'm all yours. Ok? :::Sue's frown turns into a smile.::: Sue: As long as you're quick...I wanna try on that birthday lingerie you bought me... :::James blushes::: James: Ok, I'll hurry back. Scotty, come on, it's interview time. :::Scotty manages to drag himself away from one of Sue's friends, and then motions the cameraman to follow them. James' friend notice them leaving.::: Friend 1: Hey, you going to cut an interview or something? James: Yeah, why? Friend 2: Can we come? We're kinda fans of TWW, see. And it'll be cool to see an interview live! James: Alrighty. :::The 5 of them make their way to the basment. A screen is set up with the TWW logo printed on it. James and Scotty stand in front of it, whilst the cameraman sets up. Cameraman: And we're on in 5, 4, 3, 2... Scotty: Welcome folks, to the most captivating interview ever, from "The One and Only" James Edwards! First off, James, do you know what the word is in the back? Simon Marsh keeps calling your matchs, and he's been spreading around that you like to be put through tables, you like to feel the pain! James: Yeah Scott, I heard about that. Marsh, how can you sit there at ringside, and say that I like the goddamn pain? Let me just ask you a few questions. What is it about pain that I like? I feel pain just like every other person, :::He punches the screen behind him::: See, it hurts! What about when Sue wants to go out for dinner, and I can't get up from the couch? Or how about when the doctors have to stick big-ass needles into my back, so I can wrestle just one more day!? Is that where the fun starts, Marsh? Whoopee! Let the fun begin! If I ever see you Marsh, when you aren't around security, I'll show you what the pain is like, and you can tell me wether it's fun or not! Now, Snake Eyes. Wanna know something freaky? The camera was on you while you were asleep in your apartment. I haven't got a [beep]ing clue what you were dreaming about, but man, you were squirting some serious eye water! :::Scotty whispers something in James' ear.:::His girlfriend? No [beep]? :::Scotty nods, as James goes pale.::: Crap man, I didn't know...wait, who cares? First your girlfriend, then your dad...man, your life is [beep]ed up! So I'm guessing you aren't 100% mentally going into our match, right? Well, my friend, that doesn't bother me. The way I see it, if you aren't up to your full potential, then all the easier it'll be! You wanna play Mind Games, Snake? You've come to the right place. TWW is proving to be the nut house for wrestlers, and you are no exception! This place is really starting to be [beep]ed up, but luckily, I'm here to sort out the losers from the winners. Except for some odd reason, the only winner here is...me! Snake, you've been out of the ring for son long, you got stripped of your title. So you have ring-rust added to your problems. Let's see, that's metally unstable, ring-rust, and general lack of skill. Wow, the cards are stacked against you, Snakey! I've had just enough of people writing meoff, and the whole world saw what happens when I get pushed too far! Araknis was destroyed, by my hands. And now it's your turn. But you know what sucks, Snakey? The fact that my match was to determine the number one contender for the cruiserweight title. So techincally, this should of been a title match. But you had to go and ruin all that, didn't you? Now there's another match between me and that gold! But that doesn't phase me, no. Just another obstacle thrown in front of James Edwards, just another obstacle to be thrown out of the way of James Edwards. For a while now, I've waited for my push, and it never came. Now finally, my talent has been recognised, and my chance is there. The chance to become someone, to make something of myself, is all there. And you aren't going to stop me, Snake. I've rolled the dice, and come up with Snake Eyes...and now it's time to collect my paycheck, and kick your sorry behind all the way back to Greensville! You anna play with pure venom, pure hatred, then bring it on! I feel nothing but hate for this company! The company that's tried to bury me, by pitting me against Dysan! It may have knocked me down, but by God, I got back up! I was foolish against Smasher, and I swore it would never happen again. So far, I'm proving true to my word! You can't stop me, Snake, no-one can stop me. My quest now is to have the Cruiserweight strap around my waist, and come Mind Games, I will have it around my waist! No matter who I face, Araknis or Donaven, it just doesn't matter! That cruiserweight title is mine, and as soon as I win it, it's mine forever! At least until I retire, anyway. Any challengers, just add to the pile of losers. I'm sick of tired of watching people with less talent get ahead of me in here, people like you, Snake! You and I both know, that you don't deserve to be anywhere near that title, my title. You think you're such a hard man, I don't care. Show me. Show me what makes you so special, what sets you apart from the others. Face it, there's nothing! You're just a clone of what Swift considers to be good! Along with Chase, Dysan, anything that he likes gets a [beep]ing push! People like myself, even people like Suicide, get held back, not reaching our fully potential! I'm inside your hea,d I know what makes you tick, Snake, and I know damn well what will make you stop. Just...stop. Yo've ran into a godforsaken Dead End, now let's see you slither your way out! Like a true Snake, you're going to be wriggling out on your belly, like the low, slimy piece of crap you are! I'm better than you, Snake! I know it, you know it, the fans know it, the lord above knows it, and that's what it comes down to! I don't care how many times you've been arrested! I don't care about the scars on your body! You try that wild thing on me, you'll get a face full of my fist! As you feel your bones crack, as you feel your skin bruise, as you feel the blood start to pump out from the cuts on your body, you'll realise that your time was yesterday! You've had your chance in the spotlight, and you blew it! Now it's my turn, and I'm going to start with you! Snake, don't sing it, bring it! Cameraman: And...we're clear! Good job, James! :::James appears to snap out of his trance::: James: Oh, uhh, yeah, thanks man. Friend 1: Man, that was good. James: Thanks, Matt. How 'bout you, Corey? Corey: Damn, that was amazing! From now on, we're touring with you! Scotty: Excellent! ::Fade to black::: |
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