Post by Hayden Newsom on Aug 7, 2016 21:29:50 GMT -5
The cameras set outside of a graveyard with “the living legend” Jason Phoenix just completing digging up a grave with a pointed head shovel. He sticks the shovel in the soil beside the grave and he walks over to the blank tombstone at the end of the grave. He sets his hand down on the top of it.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “Here is the final resting place for one, Luke Savage. May you rest in peace!
Jason Phoenix lifts his head up and glares at the camera as he walks alongside the front of the tombstone to the side of the open grave.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “Mike Smith annihilated your partner Mad Man Simon and forced him to rethink his position in the NAW. It was not a shocker to see him leaving this company high and dry because the group Power Trip have done similar things in the past. You escaped the beating you had coming to you, but there is no running or escaping from the Phoenix’s wrath come Hall of Fame. I will finally get my hands on you, Luke, and you are going to come face-to-face with the devil himself. It doesn’t matter to me how prepared you are for this match because it is going to take place. These fans are going to be forced to watch the demise of Luke Savage as I decimate you, ripping you apart limb by limb.”
“There is no need to be concerned with outside the ring Luke. I will not have Mike Smith. Christian Taylor. Lucifer Phoenix. Crystal Taylor anymore near ringside. It will simply be the final battle among two men with a vengeance over the others. There will be a clear cut winner of the match and that winner will catapult himself to the next level as a future contender for the highest honor in NAW. An honor you will only deem to dream about once I am finished with you. It is quite amazing to me how simple your mind really operates. You think your match on last Meltdown was a fluke victory of my because it was the incapability’s of your partner, which lost you the match. When in reality, it was clearly a mutual dysfunction that saw your team self-destruct right before our eyes. It wasn’t neither his, nor your fault, but both of yours equally. A man who is surely an elitist in the ring should be capable under any circumstance or situation. Luke, I will allow your arrogance to blind you once more because it will be an absolute pleasure to watch you seize to exist after Hall of Fame!”
Standing in the unmarked grave, Jason Phoenix looks up at the gloomy night as he stares up at the full moon. The pale moon light shines down on his body as he holds his arms out, beginning to mumble in tongues.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “There is no king or queen in the picture. Queen is a simple pet name, but I find very distasteful how you would attack a man’s relationship with his wife. If only you had somebody who had your heart in their hands, maybe then you will understand. Any man who has verbally or physically attacked my wife got a fate worse than death. I am very protective of my queen and she will forever have my heart. If you insist on opening your mouth and speak ill against her will, I have no choice than to bury your ass six feet under with an addition four teeth to ensure you were never going to get out. I would make you suffocate underground, so do not think for one-second I would do any bodily harm to you. I will buy you alive, hogged tired, so you can consciously be awake to watch the air slip out of your lifeless body. Let me ask you again Luke, do you still want to continue making fun of my relationship with my wife or have you gotten the big picture? I will take into consideration for spineless antics and your cowardly ways, but I will not have mercy for your ignorant ways. You are a pitiful shell of a man and it is time the entire North America Wrestling’s roster sees you for what you truly are: a spineless bastard who is going to die alone in his home.”
“All the religion in the world is not going to help you or save your soul. You still have to look into the eyes of the devil when you’re in the ring with me. You see have to come face to face with your reality, which you continue to prolong because it is too frightening to know the truth. Luke, your reality is not going anywhere and it will continue to haunt your soul for eternally. You can continue to use alcoholic beverages to hide from the truth, but you have to be sober one time or another, and when you’re sober the truth is looking right into face. Haunting you. Laughing at you. What are you going to do then Luke? Just pick up another bottle and lose yourself in it until you pass out from the drunkenness? You’re not comprehending this whole instance Luke. You don’t get it. You don’t want to get it. Your hard head is making you see a double life and many people in your shoes either look to therapy or suicide to end the misery and pain it brings. What are YOU going to do Luke? If you get drunk enough, you can always pick up a pistol or rifle and put it in your mouth. Your brains can be splattered all over the walls and ceilings of your house. You have no wife. Kids. Family. You are all alone, so you would be bringing nobody pain from your death. How is that reality starting to set in on you, Luke? I bet Hall of Fame doesn’t look too promising anymore, does it?”
He sits down in the grave as he cups his hands after Jason Phoenix sets them on the tops of his knees. He looks up at the top of the grave.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “This is your final resting place Luke. The place where you will spend all of eternal. There will be maggots and slugs eating away at your rotting corpse as your skin becomes to whittler away. The only thing that will remain is the bones of your skeleton and the rotting skull that protected your brain. The brain that was damaged due to the alcohol induced nature of your life. You want to project your pain onto me, but you have no idea how much pain I feel on a regular basis. You have no idea how much suffering I have endured throughout my life. I have broken bones after bones. I have broken my neck several times and my back once or two. I have put my body on the line and what for? This business. I sacrifice my heart and soul, sweat and tears, blood and guts, so I will be damn sure not to allow some petty idiot with pathetic insults stop me from the glory I am owed. I am not going to let a pathetic boy in a man’s body discredit me in any way, shape, or form because I will always get the final laugh. I will always be the one who has the final say. I am the King of the Afterworld and I am the Price of Darkness. I am Satan himself! I will chase you right into the depths of hell! Your soul will never find peace, even after you have decease. Pain in the world of life and pain in your afterlife. You are destined for misery!”
“Forgive? You better start repenting now and hope I am in a charitable mood by Hall of Fame. I doubt it. I never forgive and I forget. My words are my truth and if you can’t rely on my truths, then there is no need for me to keep talking. My word is my vow and I vow to you what I intend to do to you at Hall of Fame. The Phoenix forever rises from the ashes and you might think you can put me down like rabid dog, but I will always rise from the ashes. I will always make my impact felt. The only thing I have intended for you is lying on the canvas in a pool of your own urine and blood, looking up at me in a dazed confusion begging for mercy to be shown on your behalf. That is only intention I have for you. I want to hurt you very badly. I want you to get a feel of the suffering I experience every day in and out. I want you to look into the eyes of Phoenix and see it for yourself. Prepare yourself for the Phoenix has his eyes set on you!”
Jason Phoenix sits up from the grave as he uses the sides of the grave to help him up to his feet. He pulls himself up on solid land as he looks down at the grave. He holds his hands out as he begins to pray over it. Lighting starts to strike preceded by loud thunder. The scene fades to black.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “Here is the final resting place for one, Luke Savage. May you rest in peace!
Jason Phoenix lifts his head up and glares at the camera as he walks alongside the front of the tombstone to the side of the open grave.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “Mike Smith annihilated your partner Mad Man Simon and forced him to rethink his position in the NAW. It was not a shocker to see him leaving this company high and dry because the group Power Trip have done similar things in the past. You escaped the beating you had coming to you, but there is no running or escaping from the Phoenix’s wrath come Hall of Fame. I will finally get my hands on you, Luke, and you are going to come face-to-face with the devil himself. It doesn’t matter to me how prepared you are for this match because it is going to take place. These fans are going to be forced to watch the demise of Luke Savage as I decimate you, ripping you apart limb by limb.”
“There is no need to be concerned with outside the ring Luke. I will not have Mike Smith. Christian Taylor. Lucifer Phoenix. Crystal Taylor anymore near ringside. It will simply be the final battle among two men with a vengeance over the others. There will be a clear cut winner of the match and that winner will catapult himself to the next level as a future contender for the highest honor in NAW. An honor you will only deem to dream about once I am finished with you. It is quite amazing to me how simple your mind really operates. You think your match on last Meltdown was a fluke victory of my because it was the incapability’s of your partner, which lost you the match. When in reality, it was clearly a mutual dysfunction that saw your team self-destruct right before our eyes. It wasn’t neither his, nor your fault, but both of yours equally. A man who is surely an elitist in the ring should be capable under any circumstance or situation. Luke, I will allow your arrogance to blind you once more because it will be an absolute pleasure to watch you seize to exist after Hall of Fame!”
Standing in the unmarked grave, Jason Phoenix looks up at the gloomy night as he stares up at the full moon. The pale moon light shines down on his body as he holds his arms out, beginning to mumble in tongues.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “There is no king or queen in the picture. Queen is a simple pet name, but I find very distasteful how you would attack a man’s relationship with his wife. If only you had somebody who had your heart in their hands, maybe then you will understand. Any man who has verbally or physically attacked my wife got a fate worse than death. I am very protective of my queen and she will forever have my heart. If you insist on opening your mouth and speak ill against her will, I have no choice than to bury your ass six feet under with an addition four teeth to ensure you were never going to get out. I would make you suffocate underground, so do not think for one-second I would do any bodily harm to you. I will buy you alive, hogged tired, so you can consciously be awake to watch the air slip out of your lifeless body. Let me ask you again Luke, do you still want to continue making fun of my relationship with my wife or have you gotten the big picture? I will take into consideration for spineless antics and your cowardly ways, but I will not have mercy for your ignorant ways. You are a pitiful shell of a man and it is time the entire North America Wrestling’s roster sees you for what you truly are: a spineless bastard who is going to die alone in his home.”
“All the religion in the world is not going to help you or save your soul. You still have to look into the eyes of the devil when you’re in the ring with me. You see have to come face to face with your reality, which you continue to prolong because it is too frightening to know the truth. Luke, your reality is not going anywhere and it will continue to haunt your soul for eternally. You can continue to use alcoholic beverages to hide from the truth, but you have to be sober one time or another, and when you’re sober the truth is looking right into face. Haunting you. Laughing at you. What are you going to do then Luke? Just pick up another bottle and lose yourself in it until you pass out from the drunkenness? You’re not comprehending this whole instance Luke. You don’t get it. You don’t want to get it. Your hard head is making you see a double life and many people in your shoes either look to therapy or suicide to end the misery and pain it brings. What are YOU going to do Luke? If you get drunk enough, you can always pick up a pistol or rifle and put it in your mouth. Your brains can be splattered all over the walls and ceilings of your house. You have no wife. Kids. Family. You are all alone, so you would be bringing nobody pain from your death. How is that reality starting to set in on you, Luke? I bet Hall of Fame doesn’t look too promising anymore, does it?”
He sits down in the grave as he cups his hands after Jason Phoenix sets them on the tops of his knees. He looks up at the top of the grave.
“ The Living Legend ” Jason Phoenix : “This is your final resting place Luke. The place where you will spend all of eternal. There will be maggots and slugs eating away at your rotting corpse as your skin becomes to whittler away. The only thing that will remain is the bones of your skeleton and the rotting skull that protected your brain. The brain that was damaged due to the alcohol induced nature of your life. You want to project your pain onto me, but you have no idea how much pain I feel on a regular basis. You have no idea how much suffering I have endured throughout my life. I have broken bones after bones. I have broken my neck several times and my back once or two. I have put my body on the line and what for? This business. I sacrifice my heart and soul, sweat and tears, blood and guts, so I will be damn sure not to allow some petty idiot with pathetic insults stop me from the glory I am owed. I am not going to let a pathetic boy in a man’s body discredit me in any way, shape, or form because I will always get the final laugh. I will always be the one who has the final say. I am the King of the Afterworld and I am the Price of Darkness. I am Satan himself! I will chase you right into the depths of hell! Your soul will never find peace, even after you have decease. Pain in the world of life and pain in your afterlife. You are destined for misery!”
“Forgive? You better start repenting now and hope I am in a charitable mood by Hall of Fame. I doubt it. I never forgive and I forget. My words are my truth and if you can’t rely on my truths, then there is no need for me to keep talking. My word is my vow and I vow to you what I intend to do to you at Hall of Fame. The Phoenix forever rises from the ashes and you might think you can put me down like rabid dog, but I will always rise from the ashes. I will always make my impact felt. The only thing I have intended for you is lying on the canvas in a pool of your own urine and blood, looking up at me in a dazed confusion begging for mercy to be shown on your behalf. That is only intention I have for you. I want to hurt you very badly. I want you to get a feel of the suffering I experience every day in and out. I want you to look into the eyes of Phoenix and see it for yourself. Prepare yourself for the Phoenix has his eyes set on you!”
Jason Phoenix sits up from the grave as he uses the sides of the grave to help him up to his feet. He pulls himself up on solid land as he looks down at the grave. He holds his hands out as he begins to pray over it. Lighting starts to strike preceded by loud thunder. The scene fades to black.