Click here for "Cold" by Static-X
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He doesn't know your name... he doesn't care enough about your worthless existance to find out what it is. Besides, if he really wanted to know... he could always just look on your death certificate... -[ The scene opens up inside of a small, yet cozy coffe shot named the Cafe De Mocha. The rain is billowing on the sidewalks on the outside with the wind howling. B-Pac walks through the door, his clothes soaking from rain water. He smiles to the waitress as he takes his seat. The waitress approaches him with a notepad and a look of desire in her eyes. ]- Waitress: "What'll it be, sweety?" B-Pac: "Hmm... I'll have a cup of Irish Cream please... double shot that, too." -[ The waitress nods and smiles at B-Pac as she jots down his order and heads back behind the counter. B-Pac makes himself comfortable in the chair and looks around at the crowded room. A faint music is heard playing in the background but it isn't loud enough to really make out. B-Pac looks up to the camera and nods his head before speaking. ]- B-Pac: "So it seems that, in lack of better things to do or say, X has resorted to the old 'homosexual tension' plan. After all... isn't that ALWAYS what he does? If it's not midgets... or monkeys... it's homosexuals. Elite is as much of a sinking ship as Forsaken was... if not sinking much faster. During those last days, I had alot of doubts about their dedication. I heard rumors that once they got ahold of the World Title, they were jumping ship... I heard rumors that they were starting up their own federation so they could have something to fall back on once they screwed over WoW... I heard too many things to feel comfortable with the title of "elite". I realized that not once have I lied... I still am ELITE 4 EVER! But I do not need them to be elite... I am elite, not because I was in a stable that just happened to be named "ELITE" but because my all is given everytime, because I am constantly growing... even though I am one of the best in the game. Elite isn't earned by naming your group that... it's earned by paying dues and taking cuts for the better of things. I have taken the most cuts out of everyone in this place. I bet none of you realize that this will be my FIRST shot at the World Title ever! I'm the greatest Intercontinental Champion in the history of WoW and professional wrestling for that matter, I am the 2002 King Karnage, I am without a doubt one of the most talented guys here... but yet, I've never been granted a shot at World Gold. And yes, I said granted... most of you think that it is earned... but trust me, it is granted. Trust me because I've worked on both sides of this federation and Prez Darren doesn't give a s#!t about anyone but Prez Darren. Don't fool yourself... but since you're all idiots, you won't believe me. But who can blame you? After all, I am the one that made you think I was gone away for good... only to come back and screw you over for my personal gain... and you were NEVER almost the reason for my absense... don't flatter your f**king self, SAM I AM." "While laying up in that hostpital bed... bruised and almost broken... I sat wondering. Wondering if I would ever receive a visit from my 'friends'. The same 'friends' that failed me and allowed me to be in this condition to start with. Finally, someone came... but it wasn't Cheapshots or Triple X. It was Smoke Dawg. The man who played a big role in shattering my hopes and dreams for the moment. But he was the only one to come and see how I was doing. I would call it a pity, a shame... but it really isn't. It further proved my idea that ELITE was a joke and that I neither needed or wanted any part of it. ORS... my downfall... was now my upheaval. It's funny how those things tend to happen... but thus is the way of the world. Enough about Elite, I'm sick of talking about them for the day. It's only a matter of time before everyone forgets about them anyway. People won't be saying "Do you remember when ELITE did this, or when ELITE did that?"... they're gonna be saying "Do you remember when B-Pac came back after faking his retirement and screwed over ELITE before Ring Wars?". Yeah... why don't you take that and run, X? Maybe use that story line in your little indy fed." -[ Just then, the waitress approaches B-Pac with his Irish Cream and sits it down in front of him... she slides him a note as well and goes back about her business. B-Pac looks at the note and puts it in his pocket with a cocky grin. He then turns back to the camera to finish his rants. ]- B-Pac: "Icha... uhhh... SAM, just what is it that gets you off about constantly being lame? Have you been too busy kissing Kris Starr's ass that you have forgotten that noone has enough time or will power to try and learn who or what you think you are nowadays? What exactly is supposed to be your problem anyway... did you somehow develop a rare strain of the ebola virus and it has eaten away the sensible part of your brain? Whatever it is... don't compare this match to any match that has taken place in the past... because this match has 5 times the stakes and 5 times the worth of any match that anyone has EVER been in before. Your days are numbered... along with Elite's. And as far as ORS seeing fit to disown me should I win the Undisputed Title... I trust that they won't. We have made an agreement... whoever wins, wins... but it's a given that it WILL BE someone from ORS. No question about that... you should be concerned about making sure that you don't look bad in the process of losing... and that you don't rub Elite the wrong way. I know for a fact that they're just waiting to screw you out of any hope of accomplishing anything. That is what they're about. You don't have to believe me... I don't expect you to... but just heed my words and don't ignore my warnings. You are the LAST person they'd want to see succeed." -[ Just then, the cafe door swings open and in walks Wafer... half staggering. He sees B-Pac and waves to him before taking a seat in front of him. The two men shake hands as the waitress approaches to take Wafer's order. The scene fades... to... black. ]- |