Post by The Misfit Spaz on May 11, 2012 10:30:01 GMT -6
Present Day
Outside Eddies Hotel
(I listen intently to words he says as I light a smoke I go to open my door to walk in. But stop myself, my brother gave me the information of where Eddie would be staying. I decide to just sit in my car and focus my attention on his words. His lack of intelligence just proves how weak he really is, he is so weak that he has to run to Anton for help. Stupid fuck, will find out the pain I can cause.)
"OWF, the dawning of The Misfit. You see I didn't give myself that name Eddie, the people running that piece of Shit fed thought It would be a good name to sell merchandise, I didn't really give to Fucks about and went with it and guess what it stuck. I am The Misfit because of three reasons:
1) I like raising hell and making people suffer
2)I love stirring the pot, for instance does anton know that you want to bag Brooklyn or is that just between the two of you. I saw you guys at the grocery store talking about Antons junk.
3) I just don't give a Fuck
Those three reasons are the reasons I am better than you. Spew out all the names you want Ed. It doesn't matter, hell I can tell you all the names that are on my list and Anton is one of them. Did he tell you that? Did he tell you that i kicked his ass, did he tell you he got even by pinning me in one of the biggest matches of our professional career? I am sure he bragged to you that he buried my ass alive. But did he mention that it was me that got him a contract in AW.
Speaking of AW. What in the Fuck did you do their? You were a shitty fucking gm. All you did was talk and never fought, hell you could of fought but i was preoccupied by main eventing every PPV, I was too busy beating the hell out of people to even show any concern of what the hell you were doing, that was till you teamed up with Anton and Casper. You jumped on to Antons words like a dumb bitch from the the late 60's following Charles Manson.
The past, seriously ed. Your past doesn't matter to me, frankly I could give two shits if you once fought Jesus Christ. All do is bore me, talk is cheap Stitchard. I know your on the third floor of this hotel. Their is nothing stopping from going up their and kicking your goofy ass, except... I am enjoying this little game of Cat and Mouse. Toying with you and getting inside your head is far to easy, I mean you already said I was getting under his skin.
Just to let you know you dumb fuck, when you mention to someone that they are getting under your skin, that's a sign of weakness.
(I exit the car and walk towards the hotel and light a smoke. The street is deserted and the stars dance in the night. Standing outside the hotel I puff slowly at my cigarette.)
"I am really getting sick of you down playing everyone's talents, especially mine. In AW I WAS the face of that place and held the top title while you were sucking Shit as the GM. Just because you team up with two guys that surpass your own intelligence doesn't make you intelligent, the fact of the matter is this Stichard your basically a nobody compared to the other members in Southern Soliders. I intend to prove that to you at Oracle when I show you what a true madman looks like. James Caine has nothing on me and never will, I taught Casper everything he knows, so try and down play me some more. I know you little pals better than you and i assure you that they will get tired of your antics and stab you in the back... Now if you excuse me I need to leave a message with a person that is staying at this fine establishment."
(I toss out my smoke and open the door to the lounge of the hotel. Walking in I smell a fresh cup of coffee and it just reminds me of Bathory and how I can't wait to bust into where ever they are keeping her and save her from hurt she is feeling. I walk up to the desk clerk and lean on the counter. She looks up at me and smiles.)
"How can I help you tonight sir?" She asks me still smiling.
"I would like to leave a message for Eddie Stitchard. That is if its not to much of a bother." I say writing down the message on a piece of paper.
"Certainly... You look familiar. Aren't you Spaz?" She asks, obviously she is a wrestling fan. "What's the message?"
"Give him this," I had her the sheet of paper that reads, "I am your new nightmare." I smile at her and leave out the doors. Eddie is has now crossed the point of no return, he must suffer for his lack of disrespect. I approach the car and get in and peel away from the hotel.
"Eddie you think that the Southren Soliders are such a big deal when all you are is a joke. The fact that you blab on and on and on about your career is boring as fuck, yeah I do it. but that is because people dont realize what I have done for the business, people like yourself. I once told Hayden in AW that 'you underestimate me because you dont see the actuallity in anything.' everytime you open your mouth I want to take a bat and crack it against your skull so I can just hear your head breaking."
"I dont expect you to fear me or understand me. You get your information about me from a guy I havent talked to or actually had a decent match in 10 years. Times have changed Ed and Antons information is outdated, I may have been buried by his ass but after he retired in ASW, things slowly started to come together and than I was constantly screwed over in OWF. Now you and the rest of the Southren Soliders have it in your head that I get what I want by simply asking for it. Nero is a two faced bitch and I cant trust her as far as I can throw her."
I roll down the window and go back to the warehouse where I left my beaten and bloodied brother to finish where I left off. He knows more than what he is telling me and I need to find out where Eddie took Bathory after throwing her into the trunk of his car.
"Eddie you made to fatal mistakes. One, you tased Bathory and took her from her family and friends and two, you mentioned my daughter. Do you understand when you make comments about a persons family that you have to pay for your inability to think before you speak. Anton has made comments about my daughter and he too will suffer the same fate that you will at Oracle. The time is coming Eddie Stitchard where you will come face to face with the devil that the Southern Soliders have created."
I pull up to the warehouse the door is open and it dawns on me that Brooklyn has retrieved my brother and the anger sets in more. Stupid bitch ruined my plans, Eddie will soon tell me the plans that Anton and Brooklyn have for Bath. I back out of the parking lot and head to an abandoned parking lot where I decide to call it a night. Cant go home they will be expecting me their.
Outside Eddies Hotel
(I listen intently to words he says as I light a smoke I go to open my door to walk in. But stop myself, my brother gave me the information of where Eddie would be staying. I decide to just sit in my car and focus my attention on his words. His lack of intelligence just proves how weak he really is, he is so weak that he has to run to Anton for help. Stupid fuck, will find out the pain I can cause.)
"OWF, the dawning of The Misfit. You see I didn't give myself that name Eddie, the people running that piece of Shit fed thought It would be a good name to sell merchandise, I didn't really give to Fucks about and went with it and guess what it stuck. I am The Misfit because of three reasons:
1) I like raising hell and making people suffer
2)I love stirring the pot, for instance does anton know that you want to bag Brooklyn or is that just between the two of you. I saw you guys at the grocery store talking about Antons junk.
3) I just don't give a Fuck
Those three reasons are the reasons I am better than you. Spew out all the names you want Ed. It doesn't matter, hell I can tell you all the names that are on my list and Anton is one of them. Did he tell you that? Did he tell you that i kicked his ass, did he tell you he got even by pinning me in one of the biggest matches of our professional career? I am sure he bragged to you that he buried my ass alive. But did he mention that it was me that got him a contract in AW.
Speaking of AW. What in the Fuck did you do their? You were a shitty fucking gm. All you did was talk and never fought, hell you could of fought but i was preoccupied by main eventing every PPV, I was too busy beating the hell out of people to even show any concern of what the hell you were doing, that was till you teamed up with Anton and Casper. You jumped on to Antons words like a dumb bitch from the the late 60's following Charles Manson.
The past, seriously ed. Your past doesn't matter to me, frankly I could give two shits if you once fought Jesus Christ. All do is bore me, talk is cheap Stitchard. I know your on the third floor of this hotel. Their is nothing stopping from going up their and kicking your goofy ass, except... I am enjoying this little game of Cat and Mouse. Toying with you and getting inside your head is far to easy, I mean you already said I was getting under his skin.
Just to let you know you dumb fuck, when you mention to someone that they are getting under your skin, that's a sign of weakness.
(I exit the car and walk towards the hotel and light a smoke. The street is deserted and the stars dance in the night. Standing outside the hotel I puff slowly at my cigarette.)
"I am really getting sick of you down playing everyone's talents, especially mine. In AW I WAS the face of that place and held the top title while you were sucking Shit as the GM. Just because you team up with two guys that surpass your own intelligence doesn't make you intelligent, the fact of the matter is this Stichard your basically a nobody compared to the other members in Southern Soliders. I intend to prove that to you at Oracle when I show you what a true madman looks like. James Caine has nothing on me and never will, I taught Casper everything he knows, so try and down play me some more. I know you little pals better than you and i assure you that they will get tired of your antics and stab you in the back... Now if you excuse me I need to leave a message with a person that is staying at this fine establishment."
(I toss out my smoke and open the door to the lounge of the hotel. Walking in I smell a fresh cup of coffee and it just reminds me of Bathory and how I can't wait to bust into where ever they are keeping her and save her from hurt she is feeling. I walk up to the desk clerk and lean on the counter. She looks up at me and smiles.)
"How can I help you tonight sir?" She asks me still smiling.
"I would like to leave a message for Eddie Stitchard. That is if its not to much of a bother." I say writing down the message on a piece of paper.
"Certainly... You look familiar. Aren't you Spaz?" She asks, obviously she is a wrestling fan. "What's the message?"
"Give him this," I had her the sheet of paper that reads, "I am your new nightmare." I smile at her and leave out the doors. Eddie is has now crossed the point of no return, he must suffer for his lack of disrespect. I approach the car and get in and peel away from the hotel.
"Eddie you think that the Southren Soliders are such a big deal when all you are is a joke. The fact that you blab on and on and on about your career is boring as fuck, yeah I do it. but that is because people dont realize what I have done for the business, people like yourself. I once told Hayden in AW that 'you underestimate me because you dont see the actuallity in anything.' everytime you open your mouth I want to take a bat and crack it against your skull so I can just hear your head breaking."
"I dont expect you to fear me or understand me. You get your information about me from a guy I havent talked to or actually had a decent match in 10 years. Times have changed Ed and Antons information is outdated, I may have been buried by his ass but after he retired in ASW, things slowly started to come together and than I was constantly screwed over in OWF. Now you and the rest of the Southren Soliders have it in your head that I get what I want by simply asking for it. Nero is a two faced bitch and I cant trust her as far as I can throw her."
I roll down the window and go back to the warehouse where I left my beaten and bloodied brother to finish where I left off. He knows more than what he is telling me and I need to find out where Eddie took Bathory after throwing her into the trunk of his car.
"Eddie you made to fatal mistakes. One, you tased Bathory and took her from her family and friends and two, you mentioned my daughter. Do you understand when you make comments about a persons family that you have to pay for your inability to think before you speak. Anton has made comments about my daughter and he too will suffer the same fate that you will at Oracle. The time is coming Eddie Stitchard where you will come face to face with the devil that the Southern Soliders have created."
I pull up to the warehouse the door is open and it dawns on me that Brooklyn has retrieved my brother and the anger sets in more. Stupid bitch ruined my plans, Eddie will soon tell me the plans that Anton and Brooklyn have for Bath. I back out of the parking lot and head to an abandoned parking lot where I decide to call it a night. Cant go home they will be expecting me their.