Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2010 21:40:20 GMT -5
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
The scene opens in darkness and as the camera gets closer towards a small globe of light, an old lantern is eventually visible. The lantern is sitting atop of something gray-ish looking. As the camera approaches even closer, the shape of what the lantern is sitting on becomes more apparent....it's a tombstone.
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The noise that can be heard is even louder the closer the camera gets to the apparent tombstone. Right after the noise is heard each time, something flies in front of the lantern. As the camera gets close enough, it's obvious that the sound is a shovel hitting dirt and you can tell that what is flying by the lantern is dirt.
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The camera stops about 15 feet away from the tombstone as it's too dark to really make out where the hole is. A closer look at the tombstone reveals that this is either an unmarked grave or one that has yet to be carved with a name upon it.
CHNK! CHNK! CHNK!
Another light can be seen a few feet to the right of the lantern. It's a lighter. A cigar is held up to the lighter and you can barely make out the facial features of Gravedigger as he pulls on the cigar. The sound of an exhale is heard and the cigar is lowered out of sight as an amused chuckle can be heard coming from the direction of Gravedigger and the shovel can still be heard digging out dirt from the grave.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
Gravedigger
You know this whole scene here where I chose to cut this promo is so ironic it's not even funny, but I have to laugh anyway. Here I stand in the middle of a graveyard as someone stands a couple of feet away from me down inside of a grave being dug. I am a wrestler who goes by the name...Gravedigger. I have been blamed and accused of killing an unborn child.
Another laugh comes from Gravedigger and the cigar is lifted back up to his barely visible face as he pulls on it once more. Another exhale is heard and the cigar is lowered once more, but suddenly gets tilted towards Gravedigger.
Gravedigger
So much irony it is. Most people think that I got my name because I'm a big fan of the monster truck by the same name or that I own the truck. Others believe that it is a ripoff of a similarly named wrestler who shares the name of a profession...undertaker. None of those assumptions are correct. The origin of my name is a tribute to my twin sister that died when we were fourteen years old in a freak swimming accident. It became my way of coping with her death and the name just caught on like wildfire in this business of sports...entertainment.
Gravedigger makes a clicking noise with his tongue that sounds like annoyance at the term.
Gravedigger
But let's be honest here, ladies and gentlemen. You're not watching me right now to hear about the origin of my name. You don't care to hear the irony of the situation of me being here. No, you could care less about any of that, because most of you watching this...hate me.
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Gravedigger chuckles and takes another puff of the cigar before continuing.
Gravedigger
You hate me because I represent what you will never be: powerful...rich...famous. You all hate me because I represent the deepest evil in the world. I'm not like some of these anti-heroes in our business who just stand up to the boss and tell him like it is or hit him with some measly finisher move like a stunner or douse him in beer.
No, see, that's not what I do. The things I do are exactly what you...REALLY...want to do if you didn't care what people thought about you. The things that would make you look like you had no morals or heart. I take what you want to do to the people around you, the things you hide away in the deepest parts of your soul....I take them and make them reality.
I'm the one that sets a vicious street gang upon my boss and has him brutally beaten and left for death. I'm the one that starts a giant riot causing the injuries and near deaths of innocent people. I'm the one that burns down my boss' house and doesn't flinch. I'm the one that does what you all REALLY want to do.
You look at me and you hate me because you really want to be me. The ordeal that Shannan Lerch has gone through these past few weeks has been horrific. Don't sit there looking shocked as you hear me say this as if you think I truly have no heart. I'll be honest, it is truly a shame what happened to her, but let's also be honest and admit something else about her....she had it coming.
Gravedigger takes another puff of the cigar.
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Gravedigger
Seth Lerch. Jay Price. WCF fans. Fellow WCF wrestlers. You can all be angry about this. You can all run your mouths about how despicable I am and you can all talk about how I will get what I deserve, but I'll say it again....Shannan got what she deserved. It's just a shame that such a catastrophe happened as a result.
She shouldn't have been in the way. She shouldn't have gotten involved. I mean let's be honest and look at things from MY perspective. Let's go back to a year or so ago. Remember when I returned with Chester, Dobbie, and Mike D? Where was Shannan when we destroyed Seth in the middle of the ring and took WCF by force? She was nowhere. She was also...not pregnant.
Let's fast forward to a few months ago outside of Taco Bell when Mara Salvatrucha attacked Seth. Where was she then? Wasn't she also..not pregnant then, too? Then let's move forward to a few weeks ago when she was walking around backstage and was superkicked. She was...no---wait, no she was pregnant then. And she was pregnant when she was knocked off the stage and the masked man hit her with a baseball bat.
I'm painted as the bad guy here when a pregnant woman that never got involved before suddenly runs out when Troy is about to destroy her brother. She waits until she gets knocked up to get in the way and to suddenly care. However, it is SHANNAN that is the victim? Well, hey, at least we don't have to worry at One about her getting involved since she's no longer pregnant...oh wow, I just realized how much of an evil bastard this makes me to say that.
But...you know...at this point, I can't really find myself caring. Jay, your woman shouldn't have gotten involved. I will also say this to Shannan in case she's listening. If you get involved at One, Troy Malenko has been instructed to break...your...fucking....neck. I keep hearing people go on and on about how I instructed Troy to beat down Shannan. How it was all orchestrated by me. I am flattered, but I have to a little correction here. I can't take credit for it.
It was all Troy's idea to go after her in the backstage area and kick her right in her mouth. For all the things she says about me and all the things she says about him. Like I said earlier about her getting knocked off of the ramp...she deserved what she got. Troy, he didn't give a damn that she was a woman. He didn't give a damn that she was pregnant. You don't get off easy. You run your mouth, you get taken out. I hate to tell all you people out there in TV land, but that's just tough shit.
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Gravedigger
What amuses me most of all is that you made the claim that I was going after Seth in this whole ordeal and that I made one major flaw...that I pissed off the wrong person.
Gravedigger laughs.
Gravedigger
You really don't know me that well do you? You REALLY do not pay attention to me when I'm on the mic. You REALLY haven't paid attention to my ongoing war with Seth Lerch. I do not make flaws. I do not have flaws in my plans. I was perfectly aware that you would get involved...that you would get angry. I was aware all along. Jay Price, here's the shocker...I was luring you out. I planned this whole thing....just to get to you. Revenge on Seth Lerch? Please, I've had the man nearly killed. I've burned down his house. I've had his life savings nearly wiped out and had WCF temporarily shut down. I've done all I cared to do to him.
It was you, Jay Price, that I wanted. This was to attack you and get you into the ring again. This was revenge for all those months ago when I was tormented by you and Seth Lerch when I was masked as Hector Rodriguez. All the times I was robbed and wronged by the two of you. Shannan was nothing more than a pawn, an unfortunate casualty in my quest to get to you, Mr. Price.
And you also have the audacity to have some people ready for me at One in case I bring in Troy or my bodyguard Mike D to get involved. You really...REALLY...do not know me. I cannot be one-upped. You really think I was going to get Troy and Mike D involved in our match? Do you think I was going to make this go from Gravedigger vs. Jay Price into Jay Price vs. Gravedigger/Troy/Mike D?? Please, do not insult me. No, see, I make sure I always have the advantage. I always make sure things swing my way. So you know what...bring your buddies to the ring to take care of Troy or Mike D, but the thing is, you're going to need more than the two of them. Brian, hit the lights.
The cigar falls to the ground and the sound of a foot smashing it into the ground is heard. Footsteps are heard from behind Gravedigger and then silence for a few seconds before truck lights flood the area. A man climbs out of the grave...it's Gravedigger's brother Chester. He wipes dirt off of his pants as he stands there. Around the nearby graves are a few other people....Gravedigger's bodyguard Mike D, his friend Dobbie, Gravedigger's disciple Troy Malenko, and then members of Mara Salvatrucha...Diagur, Phobeya, and Adrian. Gravedigger smiles at the camera.
Gravedigger
See, Jay. I don't take chances. Some people will see this group of people I have with me and they will label me a coward. They will say I will have all these people with me because I fear you or that I fear Seth Lerch. You know what? Say what you will. Think what you want. It will not faze me at all. I don't fight for honor. I don't fight for respect. I fight to hurt people. I fight to destroy people. I fight to win. I fight dirty and I pull no punches.
Jay, this open grave beside me...you're probably thinking I'm going to claim it's for you, but the thing is it's not. You might also think that I may say it's for someone else, but I can't quite get that bastardly either, but I'll tell you who it is for. It is for you and anyone who gets involved in my business, anyone who tries to get in my way. I don't care if it's Seth Lerch, Shannan, or even the rest of the This Is War group you're part of. I will destroy anyone who gets in my way.
Jay, you're not fighting at One to redeem Shannan and the death of your unborn child. You're not fighting for revenge or anything like that. You're fighting for your life. You're fighting for the right to live. I will destroy you and I will bury you like everyone else who has gotten in my way here in WCF. Death has already reared its ugly head once, and I promise if things go my way, that we will be seeing it once more.
Gravedigger spits on the ground and sneers at the camera as the scene fades to black.
The scene opens in darkness and as the camera gets closer towards a small globe of light, an old lantern is eventually visible. The lantern is sitting atop of something gray-ish looking. As the camera approaches even closer, the shape of what the lantern is sitting on becomes more apparent....it's a tombstone.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
The noise that can be heard is even louder the closer the camera gets to the apparent tombstone. Right after the noise is heard each time, something flies in front of the lantern. As the camera gets close enough, it's obvious that the sound is a shovel hitting dirt and you can tell that what is flying by the lantern is dirt.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
The camera stops about 15 feet away from the tombstone as it's too dark to really make out where the hole is. A closer look at the tombstone reveals that this is either an unmarked grave or one that has yet to be carved with a name upon it.
CHNK! CHNK! CHNK!
Another light can be seen a few feet to the right of the lantern. It's a lighter. A cigar is held up to the lighter and you can barely make out the facial features of Gravedigger as he pulls on the cigar. The sound of an exhale is heard and the cigar is lowered out of sight as an amused chuckle can be heard coming from the direction of Gravedigger and the shovel can still be heard digging out dirt from the grave.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
Gravedigger
You know this whole scene here where I chose to cut this promo is so ironic it's not even funny, but I have to laugh anyway. Here I stand in the middle of a graveyard as someone stands a couple of feet away from me down inside of a grave being dug. I am a wrestler who goes by the name...Gravedigger. I have been blamed and accused of killing an unborn child.
Another laugh comes from Gravedigger and the cigar is lifted back up to his barely visible face as he pulls on it once more. Another exhale is heard and the cigar is lowered once more, but suddenly gets tilted towards Gravedigger.
Gravedigger
So much irony it is. Most people think that I got my name because I'm a big fan of the monster truck by the same name or that I own the truck. Others believe that it is a ripoff of a similarly named wrestler who shares the name of a profession...undertaker. None of those assumptions are correct. The origin of my name is a tribute to my twin sister that died when we were fourteen years old in a freak swimming accident. It became my way of coping with her death and the name just caught on like wildfire in this business of sports...entertainment.
Gravedigger makes a clicking noise with his tongue that sounds like annoyance at the term.
Gravedigger
But let's be honest here, ladies and gentlemen. You're not watching me right now to hear about the origin of my name. You don't care to hear the irony of the situation of me being here. No, you could care less about any of that, because most of you watching this...hate me.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
Gravedigger chuckles and takes another puff of the cigar before continuing.
Gravedigger
You hate me because I represent what you will never be: powerful...rich...famous. You all hate me because I represent the deepest evil in the world. I'm not like some of these anti-heroes in our business who just stand up to the boss and tell him like it is or hit him with some measly finisher move like a stunner or douse him in beer.
No, see, that's not what I do. The things I do are exactly what you...REALLY...want to do if you didn't care what people thought about you. The things that would make you look like you had no morals or heart. I take what you want to do to the people around you, the things you hide away in the deepest parts of your soul....I take them and make them reality.
I'm the one that sets a vicious street gang upon my boss and has him brutally beaten and left for death. I'm the one that starts a giant riot causing the injuries and near deaths of innocent people. I'm the one that burns down my boss' house and doesn't flinch. I'm the one that does what you all REALLY want to do.
You look at me and you hate me because you really want to be me. The ordeal that Shannan Lerch has gone through these past few weeks has been horrific. Don't sit there looking shocked as you hear me say this as if you think I truly have no heart. I'll be honest, it is truly a shame what happened to her, but let's also be honest and admit something else about her....she had it coming.
Gravedigger takes another puff of the cigar.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
Gravedigger
Seth Lerch. Jay Price. WCF fans. Fellow WCF wrestlers. You can all be angry about this. You can all run your mouths about how despicable I am and you can all talk about how I will get what I deserve, but I'll say it again....Shannan got what she deserved. It's just a shame that such a catastrophe happened as a result.
She shouldn't have been in the way. She shouldn't have gotten involved. I mean let's be honest and look at things from MY perspective. Let's go back to a year or so ago. Remember when I returned with Chester, Dobbie, and Mike D? Where was Shannan when we destroyed Seth in the middle of the ring and took WCF by force? She was nowhere. She was also...not pregnant.
Let's fast forward to a few months ago outside of Taco Bell when Mara Salvatrucha attacked Seth. Where was she then? Wasn't she also..not pregnant then, too? Then let's move forward to a few weeks ago when she was walking around backstage and was superkicked. She was...no---wait, no she was pregnant then. And she was pregnant when she was knocked off the stage and the masked man hit her with a baseball bat.
I'm painted as the bad guy here when a pregnant woman that never got involved before suddenly runs out when Troy is about to destroy her brother. She waits until she gets knocked up to get in the way and to suddenly care. However, it is SHANNAN that is the victim? Well, hey, at least we don't have to worry at One about her getting involved since she's no longer pregnant...oh wow, I just realized how much of an evil bastard this makes me to say that.
But...you know...at this point, I can't really find myself caring. Jay, your woman shouldn't have gotten involved. I will also say this to Shannan in case she's listening. If you get involved at One, Troy Malenko has been instructed to break...your...fucking....neck. I keep hearing people go on and on about how I instructed Troy to beat down Shannan. How it was all orchestrated by me. I am flattered, but I have to a little correction here. I can't take credit for it.
It was all Troy's idea to go after her in the backstage area and kick her right in her mouth. For all the things she says about me and all the things she says about him. Like I said earlier about her getting knocked off of the ramp...she deserved what she got. Troy, he didn't give a damn that she was a woman. He didn't give a damn that she was pregnant. You don't get off easy. You run your mouth, you get taken out. I hate to tell all you people out there in TV land, but that's just tough shit.
SHNK! .... SHNK! .... SHNK! ... SHNK!
Gravedigger
What amuses me most of all is that you made the claim that I was going after Seth in this whole ordeal and that I made one major flaw...that I pissed off the wrong person.
Gravedigger laughs.
Gravedigger
You really don't know me that well do you? You REALLY do not pay attention to me when I'm on the mic. You REALLY haven't paid attention to my ongoing war with Seth Lerch. I do not make flaws. I do not have flaws in my plans. I was perfectly aware that you would get involved...that you would get angry. I was aware all along. Jay Price, here's the shocker...I was luring you out. I planned this whole thing....just to get to you. Revenge on Seth Lerch? Please, I've had the man nearly killed. I've burned down his house. I've had his life savings nearly wiped out and had WCF temporarily shut down. I've done all I cared to do to him.
It was you, Jay Price, that I wanted. This was to attack you and get you into the ring again. This was revenge for all those months ago when I was tormented by you and Seth Lerch when I was masked as Hector Rodriguez. All the times I was robbed and wronged by the two of you. Shannan was nothing more than a pawn, an unfortunate casualty in my quest to get to you, Mr. Price.
And you also have the audacity to have some people ready for me at One in case I bring in Troy or my bodyguard Mike D to get involved. You really...REALLY...do not know me. I cannot be one-upped. You really think I was going to get Troy and Mike D involved in our match? Do you think I was going to make this go from Gravedigger vs. Jay Price into Jay Price vs. Gravedigger/Troy/Mike D?? Please, do not insult me. No, see, I make sure I always have the advantage. I always make sure things swing my way. So you know what...bring your buddies to the ring to take care of Troy or Mike D, but the thing is, you're going to need more than the two of them. Brian, hit the lights.
The cigar falls to the ground and the sound of a foot smashing it into the ground is heard. Footsteps are heard from behind Gravedigger and then silence for a few seconds before truck lights flood the area. A man climbs out of the grave...it's Gravedigger's brother Chester. He wipes dirt off of his pants as he stands there. Around the nearby graves are a few other people....Gravedigger's bodyguard Mike D, his friend Dobbie, Gravedigger's disciple Troy Malenko, and then members of Mara Salvatrucha...Diagur, Phobeya, and Adrian. Gravedigger smiles at the camera.
Gravedigger
See, Jay. I don't take chances. Some people will see this group of people I have with me and they will label me a coward. They will say I will have all these people with me because I fear you or that I fear Seth Lerch. You know what? Say what you will. Think what you want. It will not faze me at all. I don't fight for honor. I don't fight for respect. I fight to hurt people. I fight to destroy people. I fight to win. I fight dirty and I pull no punches.
Jay, this open grave beside me...you're probably thinking I'm going to claim it's for you, but the thing is it's not. You might also think that I may say it's for someone else, but I can't quite get that bastardly either, but I'll tell you who it is for. It is for you and anyone who gets involved in my business, anyone who tries to get in my way. I don't care if it's Seth Lerch, Shannan, or even the rest of the This Is War group you're part of. I will destroy anyone who gets in my way.
Jay, you're not fighting at One to redeem Shannan and the death of your unborn child. You're not fighting for revenge or anything like that. You're fighting for your life. You're fighting for the right to live. I will destroy you and I will bury you like everyone else who has gotten in my way here in WCF. Death has already reared its ugly head once, and I promise if things go my way, that we will be seeing it once more.
Gravedigger spits on the ground and sneers at the camera as the scene fades to black.
