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Date
May 27th, 2014
Location
Cambridge Residence in London, England
The scene opens as I am sat in the lounge area of my mansion in my dark rich mahogany framed armchair with dark red velvet cushions; I am dressed in a dark blue suit sported with a red rose on the blazer, a black shirt and a pair of black polished leather shoes. Sitting beside me dressed in a black suit, a white shirt and a pair of black polished leather shoes is my loyal friend and manager, Lord Abraham Mountbatten, between us sits a small dark rich mahogany side table with two small china cups on two china saucers resting upon it.
William
Isn’t it great to finally be back home Abraham…
Abraham
Indeed it is Sir…especially after a very successful debut I must say…
William
You are too kind my friend…
My butler, Geoffrey appears on the scene dressed in a black suit, a white shirt, a black dickey bow tie and a pair of black polished leather shoes holding a sterling silver tray with a china teapot, a china milk jug, a china plate with volovants on it and a piece of paper.
Geoffrey
More tea Sir?
William
Thank you Geoffrey…
Geoffrey places the tray down onto the table before first picking up the milk jug and pouring some into my cup before turning to Abraham.
Geoffrey
Lord Mountbatten?
Abraham
Yes please Geoffrey, thank you…
Geoffrey then pours some milk into Abraham’s cup before setting the jug back onto the tray and then picking up the teapot and pouring some tea into both cups and setting it back onto the tray. He takes the plate of volovants off the tray and places it onto the table before he picks up the piece of paper and hands it over to me.
Geoffrey
This week’s Slam card Sir…
William
Thank you Geoffrey, you may leave us now…
Geoffrey
As you wish Sir…
Geoffrey then picks up the tray and leaves the room as I study the card, I notice my name on the card and I cannot believe what I am seeing as I take a sip of my tea.
Abraham
Something wrong Sir?
Abraham takes a sip of his tea as I look over to him.
William
That blithering fool of an Owner didn’t even put my name down on the card properly; he missed out the most vital part. He just put William Cambridge, not Sir William Cambridge…
Abraham
That is disgraceful; care for a volovant my good man?
Abraham picks up the plate of volovants and offers one to me.
William
Why thank you old bean…
I take one of the volovants off the plate as does Abraham before he places the plate back down onto the table. We both pop the volovants into our mouths and eat them.
William
I say, those are spiffingly good volovants…
Abraham
Indeed they are, so old chap, who have you been booked against in your first match of your WCF career then?
William
I’m in a Triple Threat match against some spoiled rich kid called Adrian Adams and a working class arrogant snob called Alex Jones…
Abraham
Don’t spoiled, arrogant people just make you sick…
William
Too true Abraham, too true…
Abraham takes another sip of his tea before I look up into the camera.
William
Oh how rude of me, I had completely forgotten you were here…
I take another sip of my tea myself.
William
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of the WCF Galaxy, welcome to the Cambridge Residence…the home of WCF’s newest and greatest Superstar...of all time. Abraham, I think it’s time for the story…
Abraham
Ah yes, of course…
Abraham reaches down the right side of his chair and picks up a dark red leather bound book that was resting beside his chair, he places it onto his lap and opens it up.
Abraham
This is taken from the memoirs of one, Sir William Cambridge…
William
I must say, I do love this story…
Abraham
Oh but of course, this one is a classic…
Both Abraham and I take another sip of our cups of tea.
Abraham
On April 21st, 1980…the day of Queen Elizabeth II’s fifty fourth birthday, the Cambridge family welcomed their first and only son into the world and his name was William. Been born into a wealthy, deeply Christian family, young William had been born into greatness; he was born to be great…
I smile, taking yet another sip of my tea.
Abraham
Young William grew up getting everything he ever wanted, but he also made sure that he achieved everything he was capable of achieving. He grew up going through the top schools, finishing at the top in all of his classes and then going onto Cambridge University and graduating at the highest level.
Abraham takes another sip of his tea before turning the page.
Abraham
As young William grew older, he began to realize the power of Christianity and realized just how great his country was, so just like his parents, he became devoted to the Lord Jesus Christ and to the country he was born in as well as its monarch and her family.
I finish my tea and take another volovant and eat it.
Abraham
Because of his wealth, William invested a lot of his money into major British charities such as the National Trust and the Royal British Legion and as a result of his charitable donations, at the young age of twenty six; William would be officially knighted by Queen Elizabeth II.
Abraham finishes off his cup of tea.
Abraham
William had a brief run in the National Wrestling Association, where he became a one-time NWA International Champion. First, the NWA Nation witnessed the greatness of Sir William Cambridge…and now…the WCF Galaxy shall witness the greatness of him too. And that ladies and gentlemen, is where our story ends for now…
Abraham closes the book and sets it back down beside his chair before taking another volovant and eating it.
William
Notice how Abraham stated that this is where our story ends for now…this is because as you are all aware…my career here in the WCF has only just begun, and at the ripe old age of thirty three, I am at my peak in my wrestling career…
I reach into my inside pocket of my blazer and pull out my Calabash mahogany pipe along with a box of matches. I take one of the matches from the box and strike it before lighting my pipe and taking a few puffs from it.
William
Now, as I mentioned earlier, I have been booked this week against two relative newcomers like myself, those two being Adrian Adams and Alex Jones…
I glance over to Abraham who is busy lighting his own Calabash mahogany pipe, he takes a few puffs of it before I turn my attention back to the camera.
William
Let’s begin with Alex Jones shall we, the native of Dallas, Texas who grew up training at Shawn Michaels’ wrestling academy and has been wrestling for over ten years. He seems to have been a rather successful wrestler over time, working for companies such as EPW, XHF and NCW, however the only reason for his success in those companies, was because those companies didn’t have me…
I take some more puffs on my pipe and chuckle.
William
Alex, you are one of those kinds of people who like to make wealthy people sound like they never lift a finger and always have the easy way of doing things. I know this because one of the first things you said about both Adrian and I was that we are both richer than you are and you then proceeded to state that you came from nothing, and that you were an average kid growing up working your derriere off training in little gyms and people’s basements, and that you went to every show in the back of a van…poor you…my heart bleeds for you…
Abraham then picks up a violin and a bow that was resting down the left side of his chair; he then places the violin into position and begins to play Theodore Moses Tobani’s, Hearts and Flowers piece, traditionally used to mock tales of woe that people couldn’t care less about.
William
You see Alex, just because I was born into wealth and I was able to train in the best facilities possible, and that I was able to be taken from place to place in my limousine rather than the back of a van, that doesn’t mean I didn’t work as hard as you did. But ignoramuses such as yourself have the belief that wealthy people like me are just handed everything, yet in reality, I have probably worked just as hard as you have, if not more!
Abraham continues playing as I once again puff on my pipe.
William
This isn’t a place where you air your pathetic, past grievances to the world Mr. Jones, nobody cares that your ex-wife robbed you of everything you had, even though there probably wasn’t that much to rob from you in the first place…nobody cares that you struggled whilst growing up with the limited resources you had to settle for. You’re pathetic Mr. Jones; you’re a disgrace to the men who live in this world, allowing a woman, your ex-wife, to walk all over you instead of making sure she knows where her place is in life, below you! Even now, you still haven’t learned and now you allow that thing, Ana Valentine walk all over you…
Abraham finishes playing the violin and sets it back down beside his chair.
William
You claim to have God given talent; well I suppose he can’t just settle for giving me all of the talent. But you ask me if I have the determination, the experience and the heart that you do and I respond by saying that yes I do have it, I may not have more experience than you but I know for a fact that I have more determination and heart than you ever will have! You may be confident, arrogant and cocky and you may have been able to back it up in the past, but you won’t be able to back it up against me, because I know that I am way better than you could ever hope to be!
Abraham takes another few puffs of his pipe.
William
Hope, Mr. Jones, is something that you will always have, because you can hope all you want that you will walk out of this match on Sunday with your arm risen in victory; however you shall not do such a thing, for I shall be the one walking out with my arm raised.
I take some more puffs on my pipe and eat a third volovant.
William
And then we have Adrian Adams, and Mr. Adams, I know what you’re thinking. I know you’re thinking that because you and I are both very wealthy, we both wear expensive clothing, we both live in luxurious mansions and we both have our own servants that we are very alike…
I chuckle slightly.
William
Well you couldn’t be further from the truth, we are nothing alike because to start off with, you do not even refer to your butler by his name, you just refer to him simply as manservant, and that shows that you lack any form of respect, unlike me. Not to mention that because you’re young, you’re foolish and irresponsible so you blow your money on ridiculous unnecessary and unneeded things…
I look around my lounge area a little before looking back to the camera.
William
Granted, there are things here in my mansion that I do not need, such as priceless works of art and golden statues, but I am sensible with my money, as much as I spend on things I would like that many others would deem unnecessary and unneeded, I give that same amount back in the form of charitable donations…
I shake my head a little.
William
However the worst thing about you is the fact that you feel the need to blaspheme our Lord Jesus Christ by referring to yourself as Almighty…
I lean forward in my chair, staring daggers into the camera.
William
THERE IS ONLY ONE ALMIGHTY AND THAT IS OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST!
I sit back in my armchair and straighten my suit.
William
My apologies for my outburst there ladies and gentlemen…but back to Mr. Adams, the blasphemer, there is still time to pray for forgiveness before judgement day arrives…and I pray that you realize the error of your ways before that time comes, so the Lord God Almighty can welcome you through the gates of Heaven, instead of banishing you to the evil clutches of Satan in the fiery depths of Hell.
I once again take some more puffs of my pipe.
William
Gentlemen, there is one simple thing you need to realize when it comes to the difference between the United Kingdom and the United States. The United Kingdom is far more superior in many ways, not to mention that it is always united as one, unlike the United States that only ever seems to be united whenever a major tragedy has occurred. And as for the difference between the two of you and me? Well that’s even simpler to understand, but I’ll say it slowly because I know how slow you Texans and New Yorkers can be...
I once again sit forward in my chair looking into the camera.
William
I…am better…than you…and I…will beat you…this Sunday…at Slam.
I once again sit back in my chair and begin chuckling as Geoffrey appears on the scene again and pours out another cup of tea for Abraham and I as the scene fades.
Date
May 27th, 2014
Location
Cambridge Residence in London, England
The scene opens as I am sat in the lounge area of my mansion in my dark rich mahogany framed armchair with dark red velvet cushions; I am dressed in a dark blue suit sported with a red rose on the blazer, a black shirt and a pair of black polished leather shoes. Sitting beside me dressed in a black suit, a white shirt and a pair of black polished leather shoes is my loyal friend and manager, Lord Abraham Mountbatten, between us sits a small dark rich mahogany side table with two small china cups on two china saucers resting upon it.
William
Isn’t it great to finally be back home Abraham…
Abraham
Indeed it is Sir…especially after a very successful debut I must say…
William
You are too kind my friend…
My butler, Geoffrey appears on the scene dressed in a black suit, a white shirt, a black dickey bow tie and a pair of black polished leather shoes holding a sterling silver tray with a china teapot, a china milk jug, a china plate with volovants on it and a piece of paper.
Geoffrey
More tea Sir?
William
Thank you Geoffrey…
Geoffrey places the tray down onto the table before first picking up the milk jug and pouring some into my cup before turning to Abraham.
Geoffrey
Lord Mountbatten?
Abraham
Yes please Geoffrey, thank you…
Geoffrey then pours some milk into Abraham’s cup before setting the jug back onto the tray and then picking up the teapot and pouring some tea into both cups and setting it back onto the tray. He takes the plate of volovants off the tray and places it onto the table before he picks up the piece of paper and hands it over to me.
Geoffrey
This week’s Slam card Sir…
William
Thank you Geoffrey, you may leave us now…
Geoffrey
As you wish Sir…
Geoffrey then picks up the tray and leaves the room as I study the card, I notice my name on the card and I cannot believe what I am seeing as I take a sip of my tea.
Abraham
Something wrong Sir?
Abraham takes a sip of his tea as I look over to him.
William
That blithering fool of an Owner didn’t even put my name down on the card properly; he missed out the most vital part. He just put William Cambridge, not Sir William Cambridge…
Abraham
That is disgraceful; care for a volovant my good man?
Abraham picks up the plate of volovants and offers one to me.
William
Why thank you old bean…
I take one of the volovants off the plate as does Abraham before he places the plate back down onto the table. We both pop the volovants into our mouths and eat them.
William
I say, those are spiffingly good volovants…
Abraham
Indeed they are, so old chap, who have you been booked against in your first match of your WCF career then?
William
I’m in a Triple Threat match against some spoiled rich kid called Adrian Adams and a working class arrogant snob called Alex Jones…
Abraham
Don’t spoiled, arrogant people just make you sick…
William
Too true Abraham, too true…
Abraham takes another sip of his tea before I look up into the camera.
William
Oh how rude of me, I had completely forgotten you were here…
I take another sip of my tea myself.
William
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls of the WCF Galaxy, welcome to the Cambridge Residence…the home of WCF’s newest and greatest Superstar...of all time. Abraham, I think it’s time for the story…
Abraham
Ah yes, of course…
Abraham reaches down the right side of his chair and picks up a dark red leather bound book that was resting beside his chair, he places it onto his lap and opens it up.
Abraham
This is taken from the memoirs of one, Sir William Cambridge…
William
I must say, I do love this story…
Abraham
Oh but of course, this one is a classic…
Both Abraham and I take another sip of our cups of tea.
Abraham
On April 21st, 1980…the day of Queen Elizabeth II’s fifty fourth birthday, the Cambridge family welcomed their first and only son into the world and his name was William. Been born into a wealthy, deeply Christian family, young William had been born into greatness; he was born to be great…
I smile, taking yet another sip of my tea.
Abraham
Young William grew up getting everything he ever wanted, but he also made sure that he achieved everything he was capable of achieving. He grew up going through the top schools, finishing at the top in all of his classes and then going onto Cambridge University and graduating at the highest level.
Abraham takes another sip of his tea before turning the page.
Abraham
As young William grew older, he began to realize the power of Christianity and realized just how great his country was, so just like his parents, he became devoted to the Lord Jesus Christ and to the country he was born in as well as its monarch and her family.
I finish my tea and take another volovant and eat it.
Abraham
Because of his wealth, William invested a lot of his money into major British charities such as the National Trust and the Royal British Legion and as a result of his charitable donations, at the young age of twenty six; William would be officially knighted by Queen Elizabeth II.
Abraham finishes off his cup of tea.
Abraham
William had a brief run in the National Wrestling Association, where he became a one-time NWA International Champion. First, the NWA Nation witnessed the greatness of Sir William Cambridge…and now…the WCF Galaxy shall witness the greatness of him too. And that ladies and gentlemen, is where our story ends for now…
Abraham closes the book and sets it back down beside his chair before taking another volovant and eating it.
William
Notice how Abraham stated that this is where our story ends for now…this is because as you are all aware…my career here in the WCF has only just begun, and at the ripe old age of thirty three, I am at my peak in my wrestling career…
I reach into my inside pocket of my blazer and pull out my Calabash mahogany pipe along with a box of matches. I take one of the matches from the box and strike it before lighting my pipe and taking a few puffs from it.
William
Now, as I mentioned earlier, I have been booked this week against two relative newcomers like myself, those two being Adrian Adams and Alex Jones…
I glance over to Abraham who is busy lighting his own Calabash mahogany pipe, he takes a few puffs of it before I turn my attention back to the camera.
William
Let’s begin with Alex Jones shall we, the native of Dallas, Texas who grew up training at Shawn Michaels’ wrestling academy and has been wrestling for over ten years. He seems to have been a rather successful wrestler over time, working for companies such as EPW, XHF and NCW, however the only reason for his success in those companies, was because those companies didn’t have me…
I take some more puffs on my pipe and chuckle.
William
Alex, you are one of those kinds of people who like to make wealthy people sound like they never lift a finger and always have the easy way of doing things. I know this because one of the first things you said about both Adrian and I was that we are both richer than you are and you then proceeded to state that you came from nothing, and that you were an average kid growing up working your derriere off training in little gyms and people’s basements, and that you went to every show in the back of a van…poor you…my heart bleeds for you…
Abraham then picks up a violin and a bow that was resting down the left side of his chair; he then places the violin into position and begins to play Theodore Moses Tobani’s, Hearts and Flowers piece, traditionally used to mock tales of woe that people couldn’t care less about.
William
You see Alex, just because I was born into wealth and I was able to train in the best facilities possible, and that I was able to be taken from place to place in my limousine rather than the back of a van, that doesn’t mean I didn’t work as hard as you did. But ignoramuses such as yourself have the belief that wealthy people like me are just handed everything, yet in reality, I have probably worked just as hard as you have, if not more!
Abraham continues playing as I once again puff on my pipe.
William
This isn’t a place where you air your pathetic, past grievances to the world Mr. Jones, nobody cares that your ex-wife robbed you of everything you had, even though there probably wasn’t that much to rob from you in the first place…nobody cares that you struggled whilst growing up with the limited resources you had to settle for. You’re pathetic Mr. Jones; you’re a disgrace to the men who live in this world, allowing a woman, your ex-wife, to walk all over you instead of making sure she knows where her place is in life, below you! Even now, you still haven’t learned and now you allow that thing, Ana Valentine walk all over you…
Abraham finishes playing the violin and sets it back down beside his chair.
William
You claim to have God given talent; well I suppose he can’t just settle for giving me all of the talent. But you ask me if I have the determination, the experience and the heart that you do and I respond by saying that yes I do have it, I may not have more experience than you but I know for a fact that I have more determination and heart than you ever will have! You may be confident, arrogant and cocky and you may have been able to back it up in the past, but you won’t be able to back it up against me, because I know that I am way better than you could ever hope to be!
Abraham takes another few puffs of his pipe.
William
Hope, Mr. Jones, is something that you will always have, because you can hope all you want that you will walk out of this match on Sunday with your arm risen in victory; however you shall not do such a thing, for I shall be the one walking out with my arm raised.
I take some more puffs on my pipe and eat a third volovant.
William
And then we have Adrian Adams, and Mr. Adams, I know what you’re thinking. I know you’re thinking that because you and I are both very wealthy, we both wear expensive clothing, we both live in luxurious mansions and we both have our own servants that we are very alike…
I chuckle slightly.
William
Well you couldn’t be further from the truth, we are nothing alike because to start off with, you do not even refer to your butler by his name, you just refer to him simply as manservant, and that shows that you lack any form of respect, unlike me. Not to mention that because you’re young, you’re foolish and irresponsible so you blow your money on ridiculous unnecessary and unneeded things…
I look around my lounge area a little before looking back to the camera.
William
Granted, there are things here in my mansion that I do not need, such as priceless works of art and golden statues, but I am sensible with my money, as much as I spend on things I would like that many others would deem unnecessary and unneeded, I give that same amount back in the form of charitable donations…
I shake my head a little.
William
However the worst thing about you is the fact that you feel the need to blaspheme our Lord Jesus Christ by referring to yourself as Almighty…
I lean forward in my chair, staring daggers into the camera.
William
THERE IS ONLY ONE ALMIGHTY AND THAT IS OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST!
I sit back in my armchair and straighten my suit.
William
My apologies for my outburst there ladies and gentlemen…but back to Mr. Adams, the blasphemer, there is still time to pray for forgiveness before judgement day arrives…and I pray that you realize the error of your ways before that time comes, so the Lord God Almighty can welcome you through the gates of Heaven, instead of banishing you to the evil clutches of Satan in the fiery depths of Hell.
I once again take some more puffs of my pipe.
William
Gentlemen, there is one simple thing you need to realize when it comes to the difference between the United Kingdom and the United States. The United Kingdom is far more superior in many ways, not to mention that it is always united as one, unlike the United States that only ever seems to be united whenever a major tragedy has occurred. And as for the difference between the two of you and me? Well that’s even simpler to understand, but I’ll say it slowly because I know how slow you Texans and New Yorkers can be...
I once again sit forward in my chair looking into the camera.
William
I…am better…than you…and I…will beat you…this Sunday…at Slam.
I once again sit back in my chair and begin chuckling as Geoffrey appears on the scene again and pours out another cup of tea for Abraham and I as the scene fades.
