 Click here for "Cold" by Static-X -[ The scene opens up in an unusual setting for a normal B-Pac promo. It is in the mid-afternoon in his exclusive Myrtle Beach neighborhood. B-Pac sits on the sidewalk watching all of the hotrods and lowriders pass by. He looks over his shoulder and into his garage at his collection of the same. He smiles as he thinks about the things he did with those vehicles when he was younger but there is something else on his mind that wipes the smile completely out. B-Pac pops his knuckles and stares into space a few moments before nodding his head a few times. He then looks into the camera with less than a blank expression. ]-  B-Pac: " Ichabod? The Evil Redneck? Your tendancies are similar to that of an Evil KissAss, Ichy. But that's okay. It is clear to me that you're too busy in the back with the others laughing at me to get out and actually produce anything worth while. Why do I hold a vengence against you? The reason is just that. You sit in the back and laugh at my attempts to become successful, you laugh at my attempts to be worthy of the title that is strapped around my waist. You laugh at the expense of my struggles and inner demons while you sit back and do nothing but make jokes about what others are doing? But I can't really say that I expected more from you... you're a liar. " " My light is soon to burn out, maybe so... But at least my light; that light that shines so much brighter each and every day will have lasted much longer than that pathetic month of a title reign of yours. Is that what you think makes you more successful than me? You have more experience? So the f**k what! Besides that, Ichabod, what have you done? You've started some bullshit little groups of out-of-place nobodies to give them the feeling of worth? Good for you but that doesn't stack up to a pile of shit in my books. Not that my books matter any... but I think that more people than you know agree on that. Those same people that sit in the back and joke and laugh at me with you, Ichabod... those are the same people that do the same thing behind your back. And you trust them; proving to me that you are weak and worthless. "
" Do you remember an event called Hell Bent, Ichabod? The event was scheduled to feature B-Pac -vs- Ichabod and I was gonna give you a shot at MY newly won IC title. But what did you do? You fabricated some sob story about this and that just so that you could weasel your way out of me smacking your bitch-ass all over the ring. And everyone knows this. But I was matched up against an opponent who put up one hell of a fight and did 10 times better than you would have. Run away... just run away. What is your story this time, Ichabod? Do you have one in the works? Or are you going to grant me that opportunity? Bring your ass to Malice... I'll see to it that it gets kicked. That is all you have to worry about. Kiss your hopes and dreams good-bye because I control them now. "
" Instead of curling up into a ball or joining some stupid little group (much like those that you have helped form), I choose to work alone. This way, I am the only one that can cause me hurt and pain. You see, the reason that all of those confused, pathetic people join your society, your stable is because they are not strong enough to face the world alone... but I am. I go head on with the world and everyone in it without the hassle of friends and allies. I don't have to restrict my actions or worry about what my friends think because I don't have any and I don't have to care what they think or what happens to them. Freedom in the highest form. I would have thought that you would respect that, Ichabod, but I guess Smoke Dawg was right about you... maybe you are a bitch. " |