Post by Noah Hanson on Sept 4, 2016 14:28:38 GMT -5
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We fade into and we see Noah sitting on his couch in the middle of his apartment, you can see all of the achievements and awards and pictures with famous celebrities. Noah is sitting there with his NAW Legacy title and Horizon title sitting on a coffee table in front of him. He is wearing an Ohio State JT Barrett jersey and a pair of gray long shorts and seems to be a bit happier then usual even more so considering the fact that he is coming off a loss to Jason Phoenix but it doesn't seem to be bothering the man that is sitting in front of you. He is also clapping his hands together almost in a mocking manner but looks confident as well.
“Look at what happened at the last Meltdown, Jason Phoenix came to play, I wanted someone to step up and show the NAW roster that there is actually some people here that just aren't mailing their shit in show after show after show. See I wanted to see what Jason could do, I wanted to test him, I wanted to see just what he could do in a big time situation and I have to say that the man didn't disappoint so you know what you get Jason? You get a chance at the Horizon title, congratulations you earned it, you did what needed to be done to secure your spot and for that I tip my hat to you. But there is also something else I wanna say, you think that beating me in a match where I was looking towards other things, looking towards the Boardwalk All In Battle Royal and you came in and took care of business. See you might have been able to get a win over me in a match where the only thing on the line is a chance to fight me for the belt. See that is when things get real interesting, THAT is the real test of a man is when everything is on the line can you stand up and defy the odds. See I haven’t lost when things mattered since I got here. When I won the Legacy belt I outlasted some of the very best in the business and then when Havoc came after me not only did I take his Horizon title I put him on the shelf.”
Noah pauses and looks down at the two titles sitting on the table and smiles confidently.
“See that is what a headliner does, a headliner delivers when everything is out there for the taking and that is when I have been at my very best. I have done that sorta thing my whole career and for you Jason you think that by securing the chance to face me for the Horizon title that you might actually have the advantage in all this but you could not have been more wrong pal because all that it does is make sure that I am focused on what needs to be done. I mean I look at you and what can happen after I take care of you and who could possibly step up and challenge me after that? Bohannon? Come on the man can barely show up, it amazes me that he was ever a man that held the Horizon title at any point in the past. Sexy Jason? Man my teammate can barely pull himself away from a mirror long enough to make things interesting during a tag team title defense and you think he could possibly come in here and try to take what I have busted my ass for and earned. See I can't help it if I am THAT much better then the rest of the roster, I can't help it when the roster saw me coming that they should have just known back then that this was gonna happen and they should have just walked away then. I mean you look at someone like Rocky Hollywood and the man has no idea what is coming for him at Revenge and that is why there is a match now to get things rolling, to make sure that I have everything lined up for Revenge. See James Edwards is coming back to NAW for one night only and he probably is going to regret that he decided to chase me back to Scranton, see Edwards you should have stayed in your full time home, you should have stayed in Atlantic City, played some Blackjack, maybe some Roulette and just stayed away from me. You couldn't beat me when it was all there on the table and you sure as hell are not going to do it now. You thought that I had insulted Fight One by the way I was doin' MY business there but here is the question for the whole damn world. If you never liked the way I was doin' MY business then why didn't you answer the Hanson Hardcore Challenge? All you had to do was come and take the Outlaw title away from an outsider, someone that came to Fight One to answer a call that Aidan Morag made and I answered and walked away with Fight One property. Hell I was proud of myself, I went out there and show after show got a few more like minded individuals like myself to answer the same call, guys like Strick The Prick and Elliott Siscoe. And while both men did defeat me, all it did was prove my point and that was while I was champion in Fight One no one had the balls to stand in my face, draw a line on the ground and stand in my way.”
Noah shakes his head at the last comment and then continues....
“Edwards you have had your chance to shut me up and walk away from all this and I would have never thought about you again. I would have seen you at the All In Battle Royal and wanted to get my hands on you one last time and then that would have been the end of it. I have already proven everything I can hope to prove about you. You are nothing more then a never will be. A flash in the pan, you have already hit your peak, I would say your like a smaller version of Corey Bull but hell that would be an insult to Corey cause at least he has fighting spirit, at least he has determination, all I see from you is just a man that took offense to the stand I was making in Fight One, calling the whole roster gutless was supposed to piss people off but it didn't Elliott Siscoe was the only one that kept fighting, kept getting in my face and was standing opposed to what I was doin' and I respect what he did. He earned a tip of the hat from me because he showed me that there are people out there that have balls that will stand up and not allow it to happen anymore. Now granted Siscoe has just disappeared from the wrestling world but that might be for the better, a rock that he crawled under is probably all the better for a man like him.”
Noah leans back like he is getting settled in on his couch and then crosses his left leg over the right.
“Edwards you should have never gotten in my face the towards the end you told anyone that would listen that “You were just trying to help me to my feet” but you knew exactly what you were doin' you was trying to get in my head. Extending your hand to me in front of the camera like you were trying to do the right thing but I could see the smirk that you had on your face, that smug, arrogant look on your face like you wanted me to do something. You were probably hoping I would have smacked you or even better maybe just flat out attack you because it would make you look even like more of a hero when we would eventually meet in the ring. But because Morag sucked as an owner in the same fucking vein of Lee Best and John Pariah he couldn't get all his shit together and that is why Fight One failed, never had the backbone for a long haul and that is really sad because Fight One could have been special but in the end all is was in the end was a school of spineless, gutless jellyfish. When we fight Edwards it won't be epic, it won't open up anything for you, all it is gonna do is show all of NAW and the rest of the wrestling industry that you are nothing but a over rated bum that never deserved all the praise that you heaped on yourself. All the “I have so much potential” and “the world is my oyster” garbage was nothing more then a rotting in the hundred degree summer, flies circling it, maggots on top of it pile of shit. And go ahead and send a message to that other overrated piece of retired garbage Alex Hayes and tell him that whenever he can untie his lips from around the cock of Perry Wallace that he can come get his share of an asskicking that he wanted so bad when I called Fight One exactly the way I saw it.”
Noah is handed a bottle of water by a passing Cassandra Kaine and he takes a long drink and then continues.
“See it is a good thing that Fight One is dead because all you people were doing was fooling yourselves because you never gave a shit about that place. If any of you had really given a rats ass about it no one would have been able to walk in and take the Outlaw title like they did. See that is why I am calling the whole fucking Fight One roster pussies is because that is exactly right, there might be a couple of you bitching and moaning now but how many of you are willing to come to NAW and just come after me. That is right only one and he is just a one and done and I am going back to Atlantic City so I can get my cock stroked a little bit more and do next to nothing just like a lot of them seem to do over there. So I plan on sending you back there and sending you back in a bag and maybe a toetag to boot. You could have come back to NAW and helped anchor NAW but no you have spent your time in Texas and New Jersey, you like having the spotlight shining on you more then I do and that is really saying something considering how much I lust for the attention of the light. I came to NAW to add a bit of credibility to a place that was looking to try and make itself stand out from all the flashy so called better looking places then NAW. I came here and did what I wanted to do, when I wanted because I am THAT damn good. And yeah I may not be in Boardwalk full time like you but I have already proven myself there, have beaten top stars, title holders and carried talentless bums to great matches and fought some of their best as well. So you go ahead, you think you need to prove yourself there in AC against them then by all means you do that.”
Noah again takes a drink of his water and shakes his head....
“See that is where you and I are different, see NAW is my home, NAW is where I belong because they need me, I mean look around at the roster Whom the hell are the fans supposed to count on to be entertained? John Blade and La Diva? Jody Madrox? The Jeckels? Rocky Hollywood? Come on let's be realistic NAW needs me like a dehydrated man needs a bottle of water in the desert. You coming here is just ending this little chapter, it ends it once and for all and sends you back to all the little bells and whistles that places like Fight One and Boardwalk offer. See I was always blinded by the bright lights and fancy offerings of places like Boardwalk and High Octane Wrestling but the thing is you have to see past all the blinding lights and flashy graphics and work from the heart and that is where you learn about the real you.”
Noah stops and finally finishes the bottle of water and starts to point at the camera.
“See Edwards you like having the fans pander to you, you like it when the lights flash at you, you like it so much that you can't see what the system does to someone like you. Blinds you, makes you think you are something that you never were in the beginning. You wanna come here and slap me around and think that it makes you a better man then me then by all means come down to the ring, look for the old man that is standing there holding two belts and you come and fight but it will never change a thing. You are never gonna be as good as me because you lack the back bone, you lack the balls to walk away from a good situation even though it might be bad for you. And you are to stupid to walk away from a situation that only ends up badly for you.....even if you win....you still lose. But you come down to Scranton, I'll educate you, I will show you why you lack the conviction to do what needs to be done, what has to be done to make things work for you. See I have said it before and I will say it again “Are you willing to do anything to win?” I have made a career out of doing that, have ended careers, made fans cry and broken hearts all in the name of being the very best in the business.”
Noah points at the two titles on the table and again smiles proudly....
“I have made woman believe I am a stand up guy and side show freaks think they actually have a chance against me. Ask yourself this Edwards? What makes you think you stand a chance in hell in beating me at my own game?”
Noah shakes his head and then grabs his belts off the table....
“You've already lost, you just don't know it yet...”
[fade]
“Wait!” Noah's voice can be heard yelling at the cameraman. “Don't turn that damn thing off just yet. You know I was really trying to not talk about that walking shit stick Rocky Cumstain but you know what I really can't help myself sometimes but I mean the guy likes to listen to hear his own damn voice and likes to hear his own name so you know what here we go. You talk about how you don't want to put Hardcore title on the line, how the titles has all these qualities honor, courage this and that but then you don't wanna put your belt on the line. Sounds to me that you are the one that lacks courage, that you're afraid of defending the Hardcore title against me. Hell I don't care if you don't wanna defend the title be a little cunt and hide behind a belt that you never deserved to have in the first place. You are just a spineless, ballless fucker that could NEVER beat me and yeah I know the first thing you'll say is this...”
Noah comes out of the darkness wearing a Rocky mask and dildo in his hand. “But I beat you in a tag team match where you got eliminated.” Noah then rips the mask off and tosses the dildo to the ground. “You know what Rocky you're predictable, you’re overrated and the facts are pretty clear you have no idea what you're are talking about because when you say that I go to the staff and I bitch and complain about shit you might wanna get your facts checked somewhere because you know the truth and so do I. We both know who has went backstage and complained about Jason Price being involved in the match at Revenge. You claim that I am scared? Are you god damn kidding me of you? I wanted to do this! I wanted Price in this because I want to eliminate you and then stand there as Jason sees what he used to be, his past will finally come back to haunt him and you, you can sit there and talk about how you are going to be so “gracious” about putting the Hardcore title on the line but in the end I could give a shit if you defend it or not. The title in the end is only a bonus to me getting the chance to shut you fucking fake ass up once and for all. I mean all your new money and your fake smile won't save you when we finally meet at Revenge because that is what it is all about...Revenge and believe me I cannot wait till all three of us are standing in the ring and the titles are hanging above the ring. I have said it a lot lately are you willing to do anything to walk out of Revenge as the Legacy champ? Are you willing to sacrifice your fake smile Rocky? Jason are you willing to put the flawless build on the line, maybe scar that pretty face of yours?”
Noah laughs a bit and then stops as shakes his head. “See Rocky you have no clue how this is gonna work out you talk about how my Legacy is going to fall like way of that coward Corey Bull and that gutless turd James Spade but MY legacy has already been etched in stone. You're a fake, a fraud and your title win and the defenses that have followed have been the equivalent of jobbers, the staff might as well have you face Erin in one of your defenses or maybe one of the Jeckels because you have not faced anyone that can really give you a challenge but at Revenge that all ends. I don't care if the Hardcore title is on the line, I am going to destroy you regardless I am going to mash the ladder into your face over and over and then I am going to drag your limp, lifeless body to the middle of the ring and set the ladder up right over you and climb it and then reclaim MY title and I want you to see EVERY....FUCKING....STEP!”
Noah grabs the Legacy and Horizon titles and tosses both over his shoulders. “This is as close as you'll EVER get to these belts. Watch how I destroy James Edwards, watch how I send his ass back to Boardwalk and then you can wonder if even being willing to do anything to win will be enough....
“Now you can turn that damn thing off....” Noah barked as the cameraman was shoved out of the way.
[fade...this time I promise.]
We fade into and we see Noah sitting on his couch in the middle of his apartment, you can see all of the achievements and awards and pictures with famous celebrities. Noah is sitting there with his NAW Legacy title and Horizon title sitting on a coffee table in front of him. He is wearing an Ohio State JT Barrett jersey and a pair of gray long shorts and seems to be a bit happier then usual even more so considering the fact that he is coming off a loss to Jason Phoenix but it doesn't seem to be bothering the man that is sitting in front of you. He is also clapping his hands together almost in a mocking manner but looks confident as well.
“Look at what happened at the last Meltdown, Jason Phoenix came to play, I wanted someone to step up and show the NAW roster that there is actually some people here that just aren't mailing their shit in show after show after show. See I wanted to see what Jason could do, I wanted to test him, I wanted to see just what he could do in a big time situation and I have to say that the man didn't disappoint so you know what you get Jason? You get a chance at the Horizon title, congratulations you earned it, you did what needed to be done to secure your spot and for that I tip my hat to you. But there is also something else I wanna say, you think that beating me in a match where I was looking towards other things, looking towards the Boardwalk All In Battle Royal and you came in and took care of business. See you might have been able to get a win over me in a match where the only thing on the line is a chance to fight me for the belt. See that is when things get real interesting, THAT is the real test of a man is when everything is on the line can you stand up and defy the odds. See I haven’t lost when things mattered since I got here. When I won the Legacy belt I outlasted some of the very best in the business and then when Havoc came after me not only did I take his Horizon title I put him on the shelf.”
Noah pauses and looks down at the two titles sitting on the table and smiles confidently.
“See that is what a headliner does, a headliner delivers when everything is out there for the taking and that is when I have been at my very best. I have done that sorta thing my whole career and for you Jason you think that by securing the chance to face me for the Horizon title that you might actually have the advantage in all this but you could not have been more wrong pal because all that it does is make sure that I am focused on what needs to be done. I mean I look at you and what can happen after I take care of you and who could possibly step up and challenge me after that? Bohannon? Come on the man can barely show up, it amazes me that he was ever a man that held the Horizon title at any point in the past. Sexy Jason? Man my teammate can barely pull himself away from a mirror long enough to make things interesting during a tag team title defense and you think he could possibly come in here and try to take what I have busted my ass for and earned. See I can't help it if I am THAT much better then the rest of the roster, I can't help it when the roster saw me coming that they should have just known back then that this was gonna happen and they should have just walked away then. I mean you look at someone like Rocky Hollywood and the man has no idea what is coming for him at Revenge and that is why there is a match now to get things rolling, to make sure that I have everything lined up for Revenge. See James Edwards is coming back to NAW for one night only and he probably is going to regret that he decided to chase me back to Scranton, see Edwards you should have stayed in your full time home, you should have stayed in Atlantic City, played some Blackjack, maybe some Roulette and just stayed away from me. You couldn't beat me when it was all there on the table and you sure as hell are not going to do it now. You thought that I had insulted Fight One by the way I was doin' MY business there but here is the question for the whole damn world. If you never liked the way I was doin' MY business then why didn't you answer the Hanson Hardcore Challenge? All you had to do was come and take the Outlaw title away from an outsider, someone that came to Fight One to answer a call that Aidan Morag made and I answered and walked away with Fight One property. Hell I was proud of myself, I went out there and show after show got a few more like minded individuals like myself to answer the same call, guys like Strick The Prick and Elliott Siscoe. And while both men did defeat me, all it did was prove my point and that was while I was champion in Fight One no one had the balls to stand in my face, draw a line on the ground and stand in my way.”
Noah shakes his head at the last comment and then continues....
“Edwards you have had your chance to shut me up and walk away from all this and I would have never thought about you again. I would have seen you at the All In Battle Royal and wanted to get my hands on you one last time and then that would have been the end of it. I have already proven everything I can hope to prove about you. You are nothing more then a never will be. A flash in the pan, you have already hit your peak, I would say your like a smaller version of Corey Bull but hell that would be an insult to Corey cause at least he has fighting spirit, at least he has determination, all I see from you is just a man that took offense to the stand I was making in Fight One, calling the whole roster gutless was supposed to piss people off but it didn't Elliott Siscoe was the only one that kept fighting, kept getting in my face and was standing opposed to what I was doin' and I respect what he did. He earned a tip of the hat from me because he showed me that there are people out there that have balls that will stand up and not allow it to happen anymore. Now granted Siscoe has just disappeared from the wrestling world but that might be for the better, a rock that he crawled under is probably all the better for a man like him.”
Noah leans back like he is getting settled in on his couch and then crosses his left leg over the right.
“Edwards you should have never gotten in my face the towards the end you told anyone that would listen that “You were just trying to help me to my feet” but you knew exactly what you were doin' you was trying to get in my head. Extending your hand to me in front of the camera like you were trying to do the right thing but I could see the smirk that you had on your face, that smug, arrogant look on your face like you wanted me to do something. You were probably hoping I would have smacked you or even better maybe just flat out attack you because it would make you look even like more of a hero when we would eventually meet in the ring. But because Morag sucked as an owner in the same fucking vein of Lee Best and John Pariah he couldn't get all his shit together and that is why Fight One failed, never had the backbone for a long haul and that is really sad because Fight One could have been special but in the end all is was in the end was a school of spineless, gutless jellyfish. When we fight Edwards it won't be epic, it won't open up anything for you, all it is gonna do is show all of NAW and the rest of the wrestling industry that you are nothing but a over rated bum that never deserved all the praise that you heaped on yourself. All the “I have so much potential” and “the world is my oyster” garbage was nothing more then a rotting in the hundred degree summer, flies circling it, maggots on top of it pile of shit. And go ahead and send a message to that other overrated piece of retired garbage Alex Hayes and tell him that whenever he can untie his lips from around the cock of Perry Wallace that he can come get his share of an asskicking that he wanted so bad when I called Fight One exactly the way I saw it.”
Noah is handed a bottle of water by a passing Cassandra Kaine and he takes a long drink and then continues.
“See it is a good thing that Fight One is dead because all you people were doing was fooling yourselves because you never gave a shit about that place. If any of you had really given a rats ass about it no one would have been able to walk in and take the Outlaw title like they did. See that is why I am calling the whole fucking Fight One roster pussies is because that is exactly right, there might be a couple of you bitching and moaning now but how many of you are willing to come to NAW and just come after me. That is right only one and he is just a one and done and I am going back to Atlantic City so I can get my cock stroked a little bit more and do next to nothing just like a lot of them seem to do over there. So I plan on sending you back there and sending you back in a bag and maybe a toetag to boot. You could have come back to NAW and helped anchor NAW but no you have spent your time in Texas and New Jersey, you like having the spotlight shining on you more then I do and that is really saying something considering how much I lust for the attention of the light. I came to NAW to add a bit of credibility to a place that was looking to try and make itself stand out from all the flashy so called better looking places then NAW. I came here and did what I wanted to do, when I wanted because I am THAT damn good. And yeah I may not be in Boardwalk full time like you but I have already proven myself there, have beaten top stars, title holders and carried talentless bums to great matches and fought some of their best as well. So you go ahead, you think you need to prove yourself there in AC against them then by all means you do that.”
Noah again takes a drink of his water and shakes his head....
“See that is where you and I are different, see NAW is my home, NAW is where I belong because they need me, I mean look around at the roster Whom the hell are the fans supposed to count on to be entertained? John Blade and La Diva? Jody Madrox? The Jeckels? Rocky Hollywood? Come on let's be realistic NAW needs me like a dehydrated man needs a bottle of water in the desert. You coming here is just ending this little chapter, it ends it once and for all and sends you back to all the little bells and whistles that places like Fight One and Boardwalk offer. See I was always blinded by the bright lights and fancy offerings of places like Boardwalk and High Octane Wrestling but the thing is you have to see past all the blinding lights and flashy graphics and work from the heart and that is where you learn about the real you.”
Noah stops and finally finishes the bottle of water and starts to point at the camera.
“See Edwards you like having the fans pander to you, you like it when the lights flash at you, you like it so much that you can't see what the system does to someone like you. Blinds you, makes you think you are something that you never were in the beginning. You wanna come here and slap me around and think that it makes you a better man then me then by all means come down to the ring, look for the old man that is standing there holding two belts and you come and fight but it will never change a thing. You are never gonna be as good as me because you lack the back bone, you lack the balls to walk away from a good situation even though it might be bad for you. And you are to stupid to walk away from a situation that only ends up badly for you.....even if you win....you still lose. But you come down to Scranton, I'll educate you, I will show you why you lack the conviction to do what needs to be done, what has to be done to make things work for you. See I have said it before and I will say it again “Are you willing to do anything to win?” I have made a career out of doing that, have ended careers, made fans cry and broken hearts all in the name of being the very best in the business.”
Noah points at the two titles on the table and again smiles proudly....
“I have made woman believe I am a stand up guy and side show freaks think they actually have a chance against me. Ask yourself this Edwards? What makes you think you stand a chance in hell in beating me at my own game?”
Noah shakes his head and then grabs his belts off the table....
“You've already lost, you just don't know it yet...”
[fade]
“Wait!” Noah's voice can be heard yelling at the cameraman. “Don't turn that damn thing off just yet. You know I was really trying to not talk about that walking shit stick Rocky Cumstain but you know what I really can't help myself sometimes but I mean the guy likes to listen to hear his own damn voice and likes to hear his own name so you know what here we go. You talk about how you don't want to put Hardcore title on the line, how the titles has all these qualities honor, courage this and that but then you don't wanna put your belt on the line. Sounds to me that you are the one that lacks courage, that you're afraid of defending the Hardcore title against me. Hell I don't care if you don't wanna defend the title be a little cunt and hide behind a belt that you never deserved to have in the first place. You are just a spineless, ballless fucker that could NEVER beat me and yeah I know the first thing you'll say is this...”
Noah comes out of the darkness wearing a Rocky mask and dildo in his hand. “But I beat you in a tag team match where you got eliminated.” Noah then rips the mask off and tosses the dildo to the ground. “You know what Rocky you're predictable, you’re overrated and the facts are pretty clear you have no idea what you're are talking about because when you say that I go to the staff and I bitch and complain about shit you might wanna get your facts checked somewhere because you know the truth and so do I. We both know who has went backstage and complained about Jason Price being involved in the match at Revenge. You claim that I am scared? Are you god damn kidding me of you? I wanted to do this! I wanted Price in this because I want to eliminate you and then stand there as Jason sees what he used to be, his past will finally come back to haunt him and you, you can sit there and talk about how you are going to be so “gracious” about putting the Hardcore title on the line but in the end I could give a shit if you defend it or not. The title in the end is only a bonus to me getting the chance to shut you fucking fake ass up once and for all. I mean all your new money and your fake smile won't save you when we finally meet at Revenge because that is what it is all about...Revenge and believe me I cannot wait till all three of us are standing in the ring and the titles are hanging above the ring. I have said it a lot lately are you willing to do anything to walk out of Revenge as the Legacy champ? Are you willing to sacrifice your fake smile Rocky? Jason are you willing to put the flawless build on the line, maybe scar that pretty face of yours?”
Noah laughs a bit and then stops as shakes his head. “See Rocky you have no clue how this is gonna work out you talk about how my Legacy is going to fall like way of that coward Corey Bull and that gutless turd James Spade but MY legacy has already been etched in stone. You're a fake, a fraud and your title win and the defenses that have followed have been the equivalent of jobbers, the staff might as well have you face Erin in one of your defenses or maybe one of the Jeckels because you have not faced anyone that can really give you a challenge but at Revenge that all ends. I don't care if the Hardcore title is on the line, I am going to destroy you regardless I am going to mash the ladder into your face over and over and then I am going to drag your limp, lifeless body to the middle of the ring and set the ladder up right over you and climb it and then reclaim MY title and I want you to see EVERY....FUCKING....STEP!”
Noah grabs the Legacy and Horizon titles and tosses both over his shoulders. “This is as close as you'll EVER get to these belts. Watch how I destroy James Edwards, watch how I send his ass back to Boardwalk and then you can wonder if even being willing to do anything to win will be enough....
“Now you can turn that damn thing off....” Noah barked as the cameraman was shoved out of the way.
[fade...this time I promise.]