Hello?
Phone: Hi is this Mason Meadows?
Yes! Who in the hell is this?
Phone: I’m Cindy Moore with ACW’s travel and accommodations! I wanted to let you know your plane ticket will be at the airport there in Atlanta waiting on you for Saturday morning at eight in the morning.
Who in the hell got me a plane ticket?
Phone: We get all of our superstars plane tickets to events.
Is it first class?
Phone: excuse me?
Is the ticket for a first class seat?
Phone: I’m sorry but we only offer our champions and wrestlers who have been in ACW for a long time first class tickets. It’s Mr. Flair’s orders
Well you can tell Mr. Flair he can take the tickets and shove them up his ass. I’ll drive myself to Biloxi!
Mason takes and hangs up his phone. He mumbles to himself as he walk’s back across the room. He cuts the light on his nightstand off and lays back down as the camera fades.
Mason Meadows Speaks
Location: The Pyramid in Biloxi, MS
Date and Time: 10-01-04 8:00 PM
Subject: Doomsday
Cameras open in the back part of the Pyramid in Biloxi. ACW trucks are everywhere as the production crews are setting up for Doomsday. The sun is getting ready to settle as only a few people are running around. Suddenly the silver Jeep Grand Cherokee that we have all noticed pull’s up. It park’s by the back entrance. Mason Meadows step’s out. He has on his Lugz low top shoes with some Lugz shorts and NC Tar Heels jersey. He look’s around and stand’s next to his car.
Well this is the Pyramid! This is where all the action is set to take place. ACW presenting Doomsday LIVE and only on Pay Per View from….HERE! I think it’s going to be one hell of a night. Every title on the line! People going crazy cheering for there favorite star! Let’s see where is that ring now?
Mason slam’s the door shut on his Jeep. He walk’s away and hit’s the lock button on his keyless entry. He walk’s into the back entrance and down the hall. One of the production assistants nods at him and Mason returns the nod. Finally Mason makes his way onto the main floor area. The ACW crew is still assembling the ramp so Mason walks along the side of it. He look’s up at it as he walks.
That’s the ramp where every superstar in ACW is going to step onto they will look around listen to the crowd either chanting for them…or against them. They will quickly soak up there glory then finish walking down towards the squared circle. Everyone better remember walking this ramp. For many of you it might be the last time you get to go to the ring. Cherish those moments guys. All of you!
Mason continues to walk down towards the ring. The crew has yet to assemble the barricades and guardrails. The arena floor is almost empty except for ten huge stacks of folding chairs. Mason grab’s one chair and slides it into the ring. He then step’s onto the apron. He turn’s as if he was facing the crowd and holds his arms high in the air. He then glances down at the camera man following him.
Can you feel it? Can you feel the excitement? I can! I watch as the people stand to there feet. They rant and rave towards me because they know they cant be me! I can feel the electricity pumping through my veins as I get ready to go up against my next opponent . The excitement is barely bearable.
Mason step’s into the ring. He slowly walks around for a moment and smirks as he look’s out into the stands. The lights from above the ring are all off but Mason look’s up at them momentarily. Mason walks over to the ropes and places his hand on the top rope. He then leans against it as he looks down at the camera.
This is it! This is the place. The first pay per view for Mason Meadows in ACW. It’s finally happening once again. Mason is making it back to the big times! Doomsday is the name of the event. Stone cold Steve Austin is the name of the chump…..I have see Steve out here trying to make a statement about how now he doesn’t care about the fans how he doesn’t need them and a bunch of other crap. Austin get this through your head who gives a rats ass if you care about them! They don’t care about you! You’re a drunk! You’re a loser! You’re worthless, lifeless, scum filled, over used, over paid, broke down, WHITE TRASH Your nothing!
Mason step’s off the ropes and walks towards the chair in the ring. He picks it up and sets the chair up. He then sits in it as he looks over at the camera still outside the ring.
Austin why do you get the idea in your head your better than me? Honestly look at me. I’m six foot three,…I weight a lean two hundred and thirty five pounds. I’m ripped from head to toe. I have a body that most men strive to get and that most women dream about nailing! I’m fast! I’m strong! I’m smart! I’m trained! I am everything you are not! I am young! In shape! Attractive! Sober! Not a fucking redneck joke! You are scum and a make me sick to my stomach every time you show your bald ass face!
Mason stands from his chair and paces the ring. He walks to the turnbuckles and climbs up. He sits on the top turnbuckle facing in towards the ring.
Steve you have recaptured your Generation championship. You beat me and Billy crack-head in a match that frankly has no business on television! Some crazy idea that a former inmate and felon came up with called a prison yard match. The ACW officials mainly Ric Flair went and at the last minute changed it around. They decided to take Corey Bull the then champion out and make it a three way dance! Then in that match you Austin took the special referee which they made Corey Bull to be and you tossed him into me while I had your ankle locked into Grassy Meadows! After my priceless body was tossed onto cars. Hit with lead pipes, hubcaps, tossed onto cement! I was put through something that I didn’t deserve to be put through. I’m not some crazy out of control freak of nature! I am a well oiled and trained machine. I have been trained by the best to be the best! Doomsday I will show the world what I am all about! I made the number one contender for the worlds title Corey Bull tap out. I made him scream in pain. I am the best there is! Austin your worthless scum! All you can say is what!……… What!……… What!………What! Well Austin when you wake up you will still be saying that….What?….what?….What?….What happen? Who beat the ever loving shit out of me? Who made me scream like the bitch that I really am?….Austin the answer you will be give is:…..Mason Meadow beat the fuck out of your sorry ass Steve! Yea you may have beaten the crap out of me in that Prison Yard but unlike you I’m not a wife beater and a former convicted felon! So I had never been into a prison yard! Hell I had never even seen a prison yard except when I watch Law and Order! So I had no clue what was going on. But after Doomsday there wont be any excuses! I will get mine! I will get the victory! I can smell it!
Mason step’s down off the turnbuckle. He then step’s between the ropes and out of the ring. He jumps off the side of the apron and down to the cement floor. He walks back towards the entrance. He stops and looks at the camera.
Steve when Doomsday is all said and done. When your crippled ass is left laying in pain I want the whole world to remember this…..I beat you! You where my bitch in the ring! Doomsday you will see a new Generation champion! I will capture the gold and there’s not a damn thing you can do to stop me! Doomsday I hold your fate in my hands and I will make sure your ass remembers the night you faced Mason Meadows in the ring.
Mason smiles as he turns his back to the camera. He look’s up at the empty seats as he walks to the back and the scene fades out.
