Post by Vinnie on Dec 28, 2016 13:23:35 GMT -5
*LOOK OUT!!!*
The screaming of my mother when I was a young boy, I was playing in a sandbox. She saw a kid throw a rock at me that hit me in the back of my head, instant reaction a hole in the back of my head… and then it happened.
EV: Is that how you remembered it?? Oh how right have I been, knowing that with time you will forget and make up things to keep it interesting. Or should I say, make yourself the victim for others to pity you??
V: Shut up.
I sigh, I knew that this would be happening. Always when I think back to past memories, he has always to meddle in my business. Unfortunately, he’s a part of me…, he is me….
The echoes in my head, whispering through the gaping hole that drew me close to my brain. As if a spider crawls into a hole to weave it’s web for a prey to fall into.
EV: Interesting concept….,
A hand touches my shoulder, i look up and see a face I don’t recognize. He looks out of it, yet he has a kind look in his eyes. I nod my head as he nods his before walking over towards his room and sits down on a chair, looking around while scratching the back of his head. It annoys me, yet it also intrigues me for some reason.
EV: you fag.
I ignore him, he is always like that. Constant accusing me of being attracted to men, although I cant deny some men are…. But I’m drifting off.
EV: Come on you fag
Suddenly he looks up at me, I’m sure he was looking at me funny. Cuz I remember him turning his head sideways and his mouth opened, but no sound came out of it.
EV: Or you were just muted out of your mind.
V: Will you please shut up!!!
EV: Sensitive subject I suppose….,
He knows it is not, but who am I to argue with a imaginary figure???
EV: HEY!! I heard that!!!
Back to the tale, it was odd as if I was in a void somehow. He was rambling on about something, but I just could not get it. And then I realize I was just staring in a mirror of someone standing behind me behind a glass window.
EV: Sure and your sister has ponytails.
V: Even for you that is low
He silences, I’m sure he is chuckling somehow in the back of my head. Then again, how could I not have seen the warnings that were there?? it made no sense, I am normally quite quick on this. But I guess this was one of those moments.
EV: What were you doing there anyways shithead??
He is right, what was I doing there?? for some reason I got that address, I was told to seek that place and talk to this….
EV: Oh no, you are not going to waste that right now Jack
V: Its Vinnie
EV: Whatever
Shot fades
Memories past
Seton Hall Basketball team
Practice
A whistle can be heard, immediately followed by the coach screaming.
C: Damnit Vin!!! You nearly took his head off!!
Vinnie sighs, clearly not the first time that during a practice game he got called upon by the coach. The rookie stares at the kid he nailed and realises after seeing a swelling to emerge around the left eye that he went too far.
V: I’m sorry Johnny.
C: You are sorry??? Oh now I guess we can just go on with the practice and pretend nothing happened right?
V: That would be a splendid i….
The coach cuts him off as he stands in front of him, veins almost popping out of his neck as he chewing his gum while trying to find the right words to say.
C: Let me guess?? That would be a splendid idea Vinnie?? Is that how you try to get by the time every single day???
V: No…, but….,
Vinnie knew it had no sense to argue with the coach as he is mad as hell as his veins are almost bulging out of his neck.
C: You need to understand something Rookie!! I don’t mind to have some physicality during a game and practice, to show the team that you are knocking on the door of the starting lineup. But I sure as hell am not going to condone people bashing other peoples skulls in!!!
V: I was just defending myself and making sure others wouldn’t get to the ba….
C: And you think no fucking official wouldn’t blow their whistle every time you raise your arms and start to play Bill fucking Laimbeer??!!!!
V: But….,
C: Shut up!!!!!
The coach is having none of it and continues to spit out profanity to Vinnie, while the entire basketball team is looking on in complete silence. Vinnie even gets spat on several times as the the coach is unable to control it. Causing Vnnie to suddenly
EV: OH hell yeah, I’m back.
Even before Vinnie knew what he has done, he has decked the coach with a quick right fist straight to the jaw. Knocking the coach out as he falls to the ground. Vinnie stares at his hand as if he just watched a movie happen, but just with his own hand. Several of the basketball team members run in to assist the coach, as others push Vinnie away. Looking mean at him, while he has got no clue what just happened.
V: But….,
It’s time that I step in folks.
EV: You know something guys, he had it coming!!!
With that Vinnie leaves, getting thrown out of Seton Hall basketball team as well being suspended by the school.
Their loss, they should have understood that without guys like Laimbeer and Rodman these days, you are going to get nowhere. If it weren’t for guys like them, there wouldn’t have been a David Stern, trying to erase the memories of the two time NBA champions named the Bad Boys in the first place. I mean seriously, when Meta World Peace was still Ron Artest, he would almost drown himself of rage for a mere bits of drops of water. If it was Bill Laimbeer, Artest would have been swimming in the hairs of his fucking armpits.
V: What is your point?
EV: Ohhh I’m sorry, I didn’t know you wanted to talk hoops?? Still upset that the Nets moved to Brooklyn??
Silence.
EV: Thought so.
Now as I was saying , before I was so rudely interrupted. I was trying to make the point that if the Coach would have kept us, he wouldn’t have been eating rice through a straw for the rest of his life.
V: It was only a few months….
I roll my eyes, ignoring the idiot that is soo much like Captain Morals. Never once did he have a bad bone in his body or even a sinful thought on his mind. Making me just having to burst out of my beauty sleep to fuck him up some more. Just like that one time I exploded a balloon when that little girl walked by with her extremely buff Daddie. Needless to say, I may have had a blue eye after that, at least this fuck got some heavy kicks down his balls that she’ll remain only child for a while.
V: I really regretted that moment.
EV: That you didn’t do it sooner??
V: NO!!!
EV: that you forgot to thank me??
V: NO!!!!!
EV: Check your phone
V: I SAID N…. what???
Suddenly Vinnie realises that his phone is signalling that he has gotten a text message. He grabs his phone as he reads the text message.
Where are you???
Vinnie scratches his head as he does not recognize the number that send him this message. Reluctantly he is putting his fingers to the digits to answer the text message back.
Who are you??
EV: I’m sure it is man from the pub, I kinda let a bar tap running there.
V: YOU WHAT???
Suddenly another text message distracts Vinnie from his ongoing talking with himself.
It’s me..….
The sentence doesn’t finish as we see dots instead, causing Vinnie to become angry about this and he quickly dials the number as the phone goes off before a strange voice answers.
Phone: You can take the blue pill or the red pill Vinnie…
There’s silence coming over Vinnie, not understanding what is being said and more importantly by whom.
What???
EV: You can take a blue or a red pill Einstein, must not be that hard to grasp now isn’t it??
V: Shut up!!
What are you talking about and who are you??
Phone: The blue pill will give you a boner and the red pill…..
Is this some kind of joke???
You can hear the voice on the other end of the phone chuckle before he continues his talking.
Phone: The red pill will make you feel oh so good man, you just ran off the last time you were around me man. You were sitting in the other room, behind the blended glass. But I knew you were there, I could have smelled you man.
Wha??
Phone: Yeah man, you wore that awful scent. It reminded me of toilet paper combined with someone’s urinal and you clearly haven’t washed yourself in ages man.
Uhm, I have thank you
EV: You stink man
I ignore the voice of my alter ego as the guy on the phone goes on rambling on and on.
Phone: You dare to call me that I am a liar?? It makes me already think you believe that I am crazy!!
Err….,
Phone: Oh isn’t that nice!! I even was telling you my life story, how I was such a nice choir boy!!! And you tell me that you do not even know me?
But….,
Phone: Or that one moment that I got my first ever ass spanking from my momma, you sure as hell must’ve heard that!! I even was waving my arms everywhere to show you how badly it hurt!!!
Vinnie sighs, before he finally is able to give an answer.
Look, I know what you are talking about. I just did not hear you because I was in the other room. And to be honest, I did not even know how I even got there in the first place!! Where was i???
EV: You don’t sound too convincing towards the glass window guy.
Phone: Oh you are one of those guys!!!!
Before Vinnie can answer the line is being cut off
EV: Look at what you have done Vin, someone wants to be your friend and already you have done the unthinkable.
Vinnie ignores the voice as he starts to redial the phone number and puts the phone to his head, clearly wanting to talk to this unfamiliar person even more.
Phone: The number you have tried to reach does not exist, please check the number and dial again….
Vinnie looks at his phone with a questionable look on his face, not believing that just moments ago talking to this person and now the phone number does not exist anymore.
EV: You are so fucked….
*Flashback.*
LOOK OUT!!
Young Vinnie looks up from playing in his sandbox as he hears his mother screaming at him, suddenly a few moments later a rock hits him in the side of his head. Causing him to scream and cry because of the impact before everything around him goes black and silent.
Silent?? Oh no, of course not. It only gave me the golden opportunity to break free from the safe womb behind his temple. You do know that every person has it’s darkest persona hidden somewhere right??? Well it only took a little pebble from another fucked up little kid to snap me out of my protected shield and burst out to the world. and boy, let me tell you something. It never felt any better than that stinking moment. To this very day, I still feel the dent on the left side of his face, to remind me how fortunate I am to be here, to terrorize him and to make him do bad things. And to have people talk scientific about the why people like Vinnie do these things. You want to know why?? I make sure that Vinnie jerks off at night because the idiot is too much a chicken shit to even look down and see his growing personification of his needs. While I just tell him to just let it go and enjoy the ride.
We can see Vinnie’s mother hover over him with a look of concern on her face, several kids stand around him as they don’t know what is going on. One of them is picking his nose, while another (a girl) is crying while the teacher is trying to confort her.
Oh yes, the crying wench, oh how I enjoyed her gentle weeps. Too bad that the vocal chords on that one would not be pulled out to the point that we could use it as bungee chords. I am sure she had a crush on little Vinnie, so I terrorized her as wel, but that’s another story I will get into later… wouldn’t want to spoil all the surprises now would we?? Where’s the fun in that???
We can see the lips moving from his mother, tears flowing from her eyes, clearly what she is seeing hurts her as her little Vinnie can’t hear her, as we can hear a weird echo coming from him.
V: Mom???
We can see his mother respond to him with :”Yes dear??” as we read her lips
EV: I’m taking over your son mom!
The look on her face suddenly changes from crying into a complete shock, her skin turning white as her eyes widen. Aand even though we cannot hear her talk, we know that she suddenly becomes silent as her mouth opens and stays open like that without saying anything. Finally after a few moments she closes her eyes as tears flow from her face and lifts her face up and screams out loud in agony.
God I just love a good drama, to see her tears flow. I wished I could have grabbed it and tasted it, must have been of the finest of fine salty tastes that I have ever tasted. Well, then again. It would have been the first ever taste of salt that I could have remembered as being alive to have tasted on HIS lips. But I knew my time would come. To just think that his life was ruined, ruined to the chore. Where others tell the world that children are always so innocent?? Well not this little fucker he wasn’t. And all to be blamed for by me… and Vin?? Keep your stinking head straight when I talk to you!!!
V: I am not listening.
Hehehe, oh sure. He is upset again, trying to play the I ignore you game. Truth is he always fails little boys and girls, he fails because I know his soft spot and he will always start to disagree with me upon that.
V: No I don’t, I…,
EV: OH shut up, nobody gives a fuck about your sensitivity.
You see, little innocent Vinnie here. He would in the years to follow ruin his relationship with his mommie.
V: Stop it!!
Oh I’m now going to be the one that ignores him, you see talking to people that do actually listen and aren’t attached to me is so much more a token of appreciation towards me than you ever could be. I…
V: I’m warning you!!
EV: With what?? Throw a pebble to the other side of your head??
V: I know your weaknesses too.
EV: Oh boy…, we will get into that later Vinnie boy.
Good luck to him, recently he started to believe that he knows something about me. It’s quite an astonishing feat if you come to think of it. It took him like thirty years, count them… thirty years to come up with something that he remembered of me doing. And he is still too dumb to figure it out that I am HIM, just a better version of him. so all he is doing is criticizing himself. But I just have this great thing to tell you later on.
V: Great thing??
You are catching on sir!!!
*End of Flashback*
We suddenly move to the present day, Vinnie finds himself once again in the same room, staring through the same mirror towards the same room that he saw the unfamiliar person before. Knowing that whomever walks into that room will be unable to see him.
V: How did you find this place??
EV: I didn’t, I just redialled every phone number in your history and ultimately they just picked us up.
V:WHAT?? Why didn’t you tell me??
EV: Because I knew you would run.
V: Fuck…,
A knock on the door to his room can be heard, Vinnie looks over his shoulder and sees a piece of paper being slid out from underneath the door. He looks around the room, whether he is not being filmed by Candid Camera or Americas Funniest Homevideos.
EV: You go get it tiger, show me you got balls.
Vinnie gets up and grabs the piece of paper and opens it up, starts to read.
“Dear Vinnie, you do have to understand that after our first and at this moment last phone call I had to change my number”
EV: Idiot.
“But seeing I’m a man of good will, I am willing to give you another opportunity to show me the true you that I once knew before the accident”
Vinnie stops reading and looks up from the piece of paper and looks around dumbfounded
How does he know about the accident??
He shrugs and looks ack on the piece of paper
“You do have to show me your worth though, as I have arranged a test for you. For a man with a vicious side to you, it must not be a huge problem”.
What is he talking about?? A test?? What test?? And what does he mean I’m a man with a vicious side??? I am not going to do anything vicious or physical!! I’m going to enter myself in the art of poetry and writing. It’s always been a fascination to me to be the next….
EV: Richard Pryor??
V: I was thinking more in the lines of Shakespeare, but perhaps a little less sophisticated.
EV: Fag.
Vinnie ignores him and decides against his own advice to continue to read the piece of paper
“I’m glad you decided to accept this challenge by continuing to read this piece of paper. According to the rules that I stand for, you are now contractually obliged to perform this challenge or get sued beyond your wildest dreams.”
Vinnie raises his eyebrows and looks around again, this time he is showing a sign of anger.
What the???
“If you decide to play innocent and say you didn’t read this part, do know that I have recorded your every move from second number one. And if you would be so nice, why don’t you look through the mirror and wave??”
Vinnie hesitantly looks up and sees the same figure sitting there, just like he was the last time that he was unable to hear him. He motions for the table that Vinnie sat at earlier and Vinnie spots a phone on the middle of the table.
That phone wasn’t there before??
He hesitantly sits down and stares at the man, who has a cell phone in his hand and starts to touch the touchscreen before putting the cell phone to his head. A few moments later the phone in front of Vinnie starts to ring. Hesitantly he picks it up.
Yeah?
Figure: Is that how you answer the phone these days?? Not very nice to people who are your friends.
EV: Yeah you idiot.
V: Not helping!!!
But I don’t know your name, who are you??
Figure: Oh in due time, because if you are too ignorant to see the obvious clues. Then why should I even enlighten you who the fuck I am???
EV: He got you there dipshit,
V: Knock it offl.
EV: Mr. I want to be freaking William Shakespeare
V: Shut up.
EV: Mr. I’m too good to be physical
V: SHUT UP!!!!!
EV: You don’t have to be so rude you know.
Vinnie sighs as he wipes his forehead for a few moments before trying to come up with something.
Figure: Tough day??
Huh? Oh you wouldn’t believe it man, I’ve been going through so much BS lately, but I’m sure you wouldn’t
Figure: Understand?? Oh isn’t that cute. The idiot doesn’t know where he is and he already assumes he is the only one with a problem up his ass? Let me guess, you got someone stuck somewhere and you can’t get him out huh???
Vinnie is silent for a few moments.
Well, at this moment I don’t have a fight with some other person. I…,
Figure: I was talking about the bullshit in your head you dipshit.
Vinnie turns white, he drops the phone out of his hand before realizing after a few moments what he has done and quickly grabs it again.
What did you say???
Figure: Oh come on man, you are in a highly sterilized area, it’s all white. There is even a skeleton in the corner over there and you don’t know where the fuck you are?? Oh man, you are clueless to the bone. At least the other guy I talked to was more open minded to what I had to say!! I guess he was right that you are a pussy beyond believe man. I’m not even sure I should…., oh wait, that will ensue in a lawsuit. Oh well, you will have to do I suppose.
Do what???
The figure sits down behind the table that is in his room, he grabs a piece of paper and walks towards the window that separates them and places the paper against the window as Vinnie walks over to it and reads it.
With this signed contract, I Evil Vinnie Jones agree on wrestling for…. Wrestling?? Evil Vinnie Jones??? What the?
He drops his phone once again and this time isn’t too cooperate to pick it up right away, clearly not believing that what he is seeing is a contract that his alter ego agreed upon. After a few minutes passing bye, he finally grabs the phone and stares into the eyes of the figure that is on the other side of the room with him.
This document isn’t legal…., I…
Figure: It’s signed here on the dotted line dipshit, isn’t this your signature?
Vinnie’s eyes drop lower and sees the signature that he knows all too well and slaps his forehead and realizes that he is in deep shit.
Figure: Welcome aboard kid, I’ll contact you later.
With that the figure walks off as Vinnie sees his life turn an ugly twist.
EV: I knew you would be happy!!!!! You can thank me later man!!!
Darkness.
*My side of the tale*
I know HE told you his version of the tale, how HE experienced it. How he enjoyed every moment of it, while I had to suffer and was unable to do anything about it. I to this very day still suffer greatly for what had happened, all because of a little rock.
LOOK OUT!!
Young Vinnie looks up from playing in his sandbox as he hears his mother screaming at him, suddenly a few moments later a rock hits him in the side of his head. Causing him to scream and cry because of the impact before everything around him goes black and silent.
I was humming, I was so into digging my new acquired plastic shovel into the sand. I got it for my birthday just a few weeks ago from my mommie and how happy she was to see me play. And then I felt it, the rock hitting my temple. And all went numb, the only thing I remember was the echo of me falling into the sand while a voice took over. He was whispering into my head as it echoed everywhere…, It was driving me CRAZY!!!
We can see Vinnie’s mother hover over him with a look of concern on her face, several kids stand around him as they don’t know what is going on. One of them is picking his nose, while another (a girl) is crying while the teacher is trying to confort her.
To this very day I didn’t know how it was possible for me to see things so clear, why my eyes were torn from my mother half the time as she was the most important figure in my life. And even though she doesn’t want to talk to me anymore, she still is to this very day. And little Cathy? I’m sure she hates my guts too, but it’s too late to say it wasn’t my fault….
EV: Pussy…,
We can see the lips moving from his mother, tears flowing from her eyes, clearly what she is seeing hurts her as her little Vinnie can’t hear her, as we can hear a weird echo coming from him.
V: Mom???
Obviously that wasn’t me, I felt him using me. I felt him forcing the words that would come later out of my mouth to be said and I was helpless to resist and tell her what I really wanted to say.
EV: That you were a pussy??
V: That I love her!!!
EV: Pussy:
We can see his mother respond to him with :”Yes dear??” as we read her lips
EV: I’m taking over your son mom!
The look on her face suddenly changes from crying into a complete shock, her skin turning white as her eyes widen. Aand even though we cannot hear her talk, we know that she suddenly becomes silent as her mouth opens and stays open like that without saying anything. Finally after a few moments she closes her eyes as tears flow from her face and lifts her face up and screams out loud in agony.
I wished I would have just wished I could have taken it all back and just tell her how I truly felt. How much this wasn’t me, how much I didn’t wanted it to be said… how much it hurt me and how much it tortured me to see her react the way she did.
EV: And it was all your fault Vinnie
I ignore him, what if he is right. I know it was him that abused me in a fashion I could not stop him, but… could I have done so much more??? Could I have stopped him in a fashion that it would embarrass me if I knew it now?? Obviously too late…. But at least I know now that I have told the truth, not that it would do me any good now.
I love you mom
*Present day*
Vinnie is sitting in a lounge chair, in his 3 room apartment in New Jersey, reading over his contract that “he” apparently agreed to sign when talking to this figure that he never met before until recently.
The Wrestling Championship Federation.and already booked in a match against three other guys?? I mean seriously?? I know that I have fought in the past, I know I have done some training. But that was merely in need of self defence. Now I am there to hurt people?? Three guys that I’m sure off that have no issue of taking out whatever it is that boils up inside them to take me down. Well maybe I just should walk off and let them just beat the shit out of each other. Yeah, why not, it wasn’t technicality my sane mind that agreed upon this.
EV: Maybe you should read the dotted lines Einstein.
V: What the??
He reads through his contract, every page and every word and letter that is written down upon it. And then he reaches the fine print in the contract that causes him to facepalm himself
You are joking right??
EV: Nah ahhh.
Vinnie sighs as he reads out the fine print of his contract.
If you decide to get yourself willingly counted out or fail to breach the terms of your contract and stipulation of your match. We are contractual allowed to take away anything that you own and sue you for breaching our contract. Eventually ending up in jail……,
EV: Yay
V: You sure are a happy camper aren’t ya??
EV: Oh men, don’t look at this so negatively!! I mean as if I am willingly sending you into the waiting arms of all those men that just want to beat the shit out of you to advance up the ladder??
V: Yeah.
EV: Okay, I know I have been a sadist before, I am sure that I will allow them to get a punch in here and there.
V: OH thanks, that’s really comforting for me to know.
EV: Not a problem at all, that’s where friends are for. But of course I am going to want to have a piece of these jackasses too!!! I’ve been itching since day one to get physical once more!!!
V: like you expelling me from Seton Hall’s basketball team??
EV: Well you do have to understand that I’m not much of a sharing of the ball type of guy you know what I’m saying?? I’m more a type of guy that just wishes to have it all… and share some with you.
Vinnie scratches his head as he looks at the names of the guys before he gets a text message
“Ryan O’Gallaghan did a shoot, you should watch it!!”
Who??
EV: One of the three men you were trying to run away from you dummy
V: Uh oh I knew that.
Vinnie walks over to his laptop and turns it on as he searches the web for the shoot that first of three men did on him and looks on in amazement.
Obviously this guy isn’t paying much attention, I don’t know where they are searching the internet for information upon us. Was he looking for information of us on whocouldyoube.com??? I mean seriously someone looks at the appearance and he can create a fairy tale based upon a hunch?? If I need to find the plot of what will happen at Frozen Part two, then I will give him a ring.
V: Aren’t you a bit harsh on the guy?? I mean perhaps he found information upon that former Manchester United player with the same name as me. It could happen right???
EV: You sir, are an idiot.
Before the rambling idiot opens his mouth once more Ryan, let me the explain what happens when your mind is too much upon the wrestling itself and lose your mind upon the reality that is standing right in front of you. Am I a veteran?? Oh hell no, do I care?? Go F*** yourself man. I could care less if you are the creative mind behind the entire sports of wrestling. But you are so fucking delirious that it will be your downfall. You see, size may not matter. But it’s quite possible the brain that needs to gain some sizeable updates that would allow you to see the reality that stands before you dipshit. But I will be allowing you to be the one that can learn from your mistake if you only will promise me to learn from it on the first of January.
V: Since when do you allow people to learn from their mistakes??
EV: Since you still haven’t okay??
Vinnie scratches his head after hearing the jab from his alter ego that he has had to endure for most of his life.
You see, have you ever studied the mental state of the brain Ryan?? Or were you too busy playing with Ken dolls that wore yellow tights and red kneepads. Things has changed Ryan, things have changed to the point where the size and strength is taking a backseat to the mind what it can do. But it’s understandable that a trustworthy follower of the realm of the cyber nerds will rather prefer to search the porn nets in the hopes of a Diamond Kitty anal scene right??
V: You are comparing him now to a porn shot???
EV: Can I please go on?? I’ll allow you to reflect your views upon the world in a minute after I’m done okay??
Vinnie raises his arms in the air as if to say that he is giving in to the request of his alter ego.
So after the sizeable disagreement upon your part you then choose to dictate that I’m always evil?? I wish I was, I wished upon my own two knees that I would wake up one day and not to have him reason with me upon the fact whether I should cut his toenails with my left or right hand.
V: You promised you wouldn’t share that!!
You see, it is easy to inflict a judgment call upon merely using Satan’s name and use the always returning discussion that he wishes to make you believe that he does not exist. Because that’s what weaklings often utilize to make their actions worth the while isn’t it huh Ryan?? Truth needs to be told that Jeckyll and Hyde are the old fashioned tale of Banner and the Hulk. One cannot live without the other, yet they cannot stand each other. And yet my friend I exist, just like split personalities, just like the fact that being torn with a natural riff between us. separating my insanity with his stupidity. You are complete clueless upon your medical knowledge on what makes us what we are. You believe that we are veterans merely for the wear and tear upon his face?? Let me tell you something else fucker, he is just that ugly. He is just that stupid and yes, we are able to able to survive any type of fight and you know why??
V: I would like to hear that answer myself.
Because I do not allow him to be hurt to the point where I do no longer find pleasure of making him spit out his own blood Ryan.
V: What?
EV: Sorry Vinnie baby, but I’m not here to please you. I’m here to fight.
So the truth is out, yeah that’s right Ryan. The truth is out, the truth needs to be told upont he world that you are merely a one dimensional mindless fool. Only accepting wrestling as your one true faith. Do you know how long people survive int heir own field as long as they manage to be surrounded by those like you?? A long time. But that’s the problem for you, I’m not like you. Neither is Vinnie. I’m beyond that as I am the sadistic nature of what you wished you would ever be. And that will be your downfall, too bad though… I would have enjoyed to talk to someone else who isn’t as cluless like this idiot over here.
He points at himself as the sane version responds.
V: HEY!!!
It’s not nice to talk about someone you don’t know, but then again. I guess it’s what I could also mention about the ideas of one Ryan O’Gallaghan, I mean seriously?? Are you trying to belittle your life to a computer screen to meet people?? Don’t you ever go out anymore?? Have you ever seen the sun come up in the East in the morning?? Or have you ever walked a dog?
EV: You never had a dog Vinnie.
V: It’s the idea that counts remember??
I pity the thought that you believe that I am just evil, all I can say is that I am not someone that needs to rely upon others to survive another month financially. Tell me Ryan, is there anything else you need to know? If he is Satan, then is it me that iam his Luke Skywalker to his Darth Vader?? You are completely wrong man. Sorry to burst your bubble that much, but you know absolutely nothing about whether you should be even counting to three or merely go out there and read a book outside!! You do know that oxygen helps you to keep your brain function right??
Normally I would not lower myself to levels that perhaps is too much for HIM to grasp.
EV: Yeah, yeah, yeah….
I hope you will not be shocked when I come out to fight, I will do whatever I need to do to combat you and beat you. I may not be a wrestler, but I have always learned that two know more than one that sits behind his computer and looks at Toys Search R Us. to find the answer whether you need to spit or swallow.
EV: don’t tell me you went there?
V: I did and you just have to accept it.
Vin rubs his head as he cannot believe that he actually used some trash talk of his own. Of course, his trash talking is not to the likes of many others. But then again, Vinnie never went further than saying that someone is a jerk. A sigh of relief comes over him as he drops down on his lounge couch and closes his eyes.
EV: Was it as good for you as it was for me???
Vinnie surprisingly grins at the comment that popped in his head.
V: To be honest?? It was… it sure was.
What in the hell is happening to me? I was always the one that respects the thoughts and wishes of others, even if it won’t be such a positive about me. Is it the fact that I am now being thrown at the mercy of the wolves?? Or is there something in my personality that has been brought into the limelight thanks to…
EV: Me??
V: You were looking for that weren’t you??
The voice in his head remains silent, but Vinnie knows better as he grins before falling in sleep on his sofa.
In his sleep I roam his mind, in these moments he does not know I control him. whether it is me that jacks him off, or whether it is me that walks across the hallway naked. He does not know, I even let him take pictures of places he never has been at before… isn’t this fun??? But he should know one day that he is closer to the truth than he has ever been in. The truth of me one day become the very sadistic freak that I envisioned to become one day. Sadistic is often confused with people by doing things that hurts them, but they should know it hurts me more than it will EVER hurt them.
Why you may ask?? Oh it’s simple, you see when it hurts then it will be HIM that will feel the pain. But when the pleasure comes, it will be me that stands in line every single time to take that spot. Is it weird to take pleasure over the back of another human being? Then I would suggest you should be looking at the results of a mere existence that is called politics. And when you are done checking that bullshit out, I’ll be the one that will be asking where you have been the last few decades?? Or the mere fact that in sports we often see people take advantage of the fate of another human being?? It’s called survival don’t you know??
V: Please mother, come back…..
We hear Vinnie talk to himself in his sleep as it is followed by a mere sinister grin.
Isn’t that cute?? At this very moment still inflicted with the punishment that I dished out upon him on his most innocent moment in his young life. A little boy, not aware of any other danger that is around him as his parents and other grown ups should watch over him. and all I had to do was to wait for that little rock to hit him. I know that it wasn’t the biggest and most spectacular. But hey, wasn’t the tale of David slaying a giant not a spectacular tale of aggression controlled by a mere kid?? Oh I could give a fuck about what people think these days, it was the best that could have happened to make that impact that I have made. And boy did I enjoy it so much.
V: Oh no…, please don’t punish me.
Whoops, this dream shouldn’t be explained for the world wide public. Too graphic for the little kids and too much BS for the grownups to deal with. Let me just wake this fucker up.
V: Wha??? Huh???
Oh fuck I fell asleep and of course he took advantage of me, for fuck sakes what must I do to stop him??
EV: Maybe you should start talking about the second opponent that you will be facing this Sunday.
V: I’m facing someone else besides Ryan??
EV: You are facing three guys dipshit… the second of three names is Axel “Hardcore” Blackwood.
Hardcore?? Oh my goodness, that doesn’t sound too nice. Why do I need to face someone that is called hardcore?? He must be someone mean and tough and quite vicious.
EV: Someone I would love to play cards with one day.
V: Why can’t you just be any normal type of entity??
EV: Normal?? Who wants to be boring?? Oh wait, don’t start raising your hand to answer that. Go on.
See what I have to deal with?? See what made me apparently sign that contract to be in a surroundings with other apparently oddities that are strange?? I mean seriously, why would you even call yourself Hardcore?? Besides obviously wanting to inflict pain upon others. I mean seriously, why don’t you pick up a hobby that gives you satisfaction knowing that you actually achieved something like the Japanese art of Bonsai tree cutting?? Or perhaps you should start writing poems or perhaps painting?? Give something back to the society that has given you so much.
EV: Oh my God, I’m almost going to vomit.
V: You mean, you are making me vomit
That’s right, he should remember that he is just a mere mindset and I’m the one that really does the things. So I can tell the world that exactly how I feel about things and how I feel about facing three other guys in something I don’t want to be in to be honest!!!
EV: Honesty can only get you this far Vinnie…
V: Honesty?? Oh man, you are such a hypocrite.
To be honest, I’m actually getting mad for the first time since a long time. But this time I am not planning to walk away from it and hoping it will all vanish away from me. Oh no, this time I am going to fight my way out of my predicament. Even if it costs me a few bruises.
EV: You could break some bones Vinnie in these type of matches, especially against someone that is hardcore.
Vinnie sighs as he shakes off the voice in his head
For fuck sakes!! What did you get me into this time!!! Broken bones?? I thought this thing called wrestling is….
A personal commercial break comes over Vinnies rant as we see a commercial about the first show of the Wrestling Championship Federation of the new year where Vinnie is advertised in the Fatal Fourway
Returning from the commercial
And that’s the last thing I have got to say about this!!!
EV: That felt good didn’t it??
V: YEAH!!!
Good god, he is so easily manipulated. I mean seriously, he didn’t even noticed the change in the red button that records everything that we do or say. But what he doesn’t know does not hurt me huh??? I mean seriously, I had to do it as I wanted to say something as well for Mr. Hardcore. I’m sure that he is sharp as nails and tough as a cardboard imitation of Chuck Norris. Because lets face it, a cardboard version of Chuck Norris could still destroy anything that comes in his path with a roundhouse kick. But to my surprise I wonder what mae this guy so hardcore?? Yeah see that Ryan?? I go deeper into the psyche of the human being before wanting to use a wrench bo bash someone the skull in.
V: Isn’t that a bit harsh??
EV: No, but I need to survive don’t I?? And I’ve seen a documentary that according to survive, you need to adapt to the other person that stands in your way.
V: What documentary???
EV: …..
V: What??
EV: ……..
V: Wha???
EV: I watched the Powerpuff Girls alright?
For a few seconds Vinnie has to sink these words into his head before scratching his forehead and cannot hide the fact that he is sporting a huge grin upon his face.
V: You may continue Dr. Phill.
There goes my ultimate secret that I’m a huge fan of Mojo Jojo, yeah the ape is awesome. Yeah I say ape, because I learned from the Planet of the Apes that these creatures hate it when you call them monkey. So I won’t!! But at least they had a reason to be hardcore, they had a reason to fight for what they believed in!! And that for five great movies long!! And I’m not even going to record the movies they made afterwards, because quite honestly?? Even though they were great movies…., I felt the need to state the obvious… you never can beat the original1
But I’m drifting off and I am apologising as I have a hardcore wrestler of immense intelligence awaiting my every single word of HARDCORE!! It just states the obvious that instead of going for a Hammerlock or something like that, that I have to bash your skull in right? To rattle the final braincells that are left in that thick emptiness that is your head huh?? Then I guess we will.
V: We?? I am the one that is obviously doing everything out there??
EV: Yeah, but I will be giving support and tips what to do. It’s not like I will be doing colour commentary while you do all the work? I’m not that vicious!!
V: No, the only reason is that you can’t separate yourself from my body
EV: That too.
Damn do you see what I got to live with?? Mr. There must be a logical explanation to everything that I say to break it down and make it irrelevant?? Now I know that it is a long name to remember for everyone that is even caring to listen at this very moment. So let’s just call him Mr. Spock for crying out loud, or perhaps a Data as you want to have a modern, but never as good version as the original. But to return to the hardcore guy, I hope you know how to survive in life, as we came from the streets and survived it every single day before I learned us to fight.
V: You did??
EV: Yeah, when you were sleeping I took a training session using a video tape and a boxing bag.
V: Oh that is a comfortable thought.
Before he can continue his rant, he gets a text message on his cell phone as he looks into his inbox to see it is the unknown guy.
It’s time, come meet me.
It’s time?
EV: Let’s go!!!
Back into the same room again, but this time both men are sitting behind the same desk and in the same room. Vinnie is finally staring the strange individual in the eyes as he is talking to him. clearly a bit hesitant to whatever he has to hear from the unknown man, that has gotten a bit more familiar after a few times seeing him.
Figure: So I am offering you the opportunity to be getting free treatment for your condition, but no longer in Pinerest. But in a place so much better than this dump. I will sign these papers that when you hand them over, they will accept you and take you in.
Take me in???
EV: Don’t piss him off man, everything’s better than this place.
Figure: you don’t understand, this place is nice. But when you go up and wrestle, you should not be here but be a part of Zero Tolerance. Be a part of the gang that I let down and make them stronger.
Zero Tolerance?? Stronger?? What the hell man, who are you??
Figure: My name will not matter anymore after today, because after today the man that is called Crazy J will no longer exist. After today a new chapter is born, after today I will walk the valley of the dead and come out of it a better man. We will once again see each other, but I will no longer be Crazy J as I will no longer recognize you. But good things will come out of this just as long as you sign the dotted line Vinnie.. as life will turn out to be a Wonderful to experience…
With that J gets up from his chair, staring at Vinnie who is staring down on the piece of paper. J waits patiently as finally Vinnie decides to sign the piece of paper before handing it to J who signs it as well.
Crazy J: Like I said, the next time we meet. I will not recognize you anymore, but don’t feel harmed my friend. Soon enough you will understand, soon you will understand why I had to do this. In a few days someone will pick you up and take you with him. Until that moment comes Vinnie, I urge you to tell nobody… and that also counts for you Evil Vinnie.
Don’t worry J, I will take this fucker by his hand and take him to the promised land.
A sinister grin emerges the face of J as he shakes the hand of Vinnie before leaving, he stops at the door and turns around.
Crazy J: Oh one more thing, you do have to call that number on the other side of your contract to let everything happen. Just call them in a few days okay???
Vinnie nods his head as he watches Crazy J walk out.
Back into Vinnie’s room, he sits there staring at the piece of paper he signed a few says ago. Still not believing what just happened and what may happen to him if he decides to call the phone number. He scratches his head, he has been up all night for the second night in a row, knowing that if he dials that number that he cannot go back again. But is he willing to go back?? Or is he perhaps allowing a new chapter in his life.
I either face these four guys alone, or I get into a group I don’t know… and have some guys look after me
EV: And me!!!
He sighs, he stares at the bio of the final guy that he is facing, some guy with a mask on and a huge fat ass.
Is this for real?? What kind of assuming role did he escape from and alternately got stuck into as he fled from an alternate universe??
V: that isn’t very nice to say about this….. guy
EV: So I would assume I would have to take him seriously???
Again silence as Vinnie stares at the rather large guy
I admit he is fat, but perhaps he knows how to move around the ring. Reading that he likes to do moves with his fat ass… oh man I just feel like one of the internet stooges from Ryan while reading this. Does this really help me?? I haven’t seen him in action yet and by the looks of it… I hope I’m not going to be in either of those stinking armpits of his
EV: Why?? Were you interested in his perfume??
V: NO!!!!
Sigh, why do I always have to trip over these comments he makes?? I shouldn’t be even acknowledging what MAY or MAY not happen. And yet, I must.
He stares at the phone number with the name of the person that he has to dial for.
Erik Black huh?? Oh man, sounds so tempting to finally to just share my thoughts with others and yet. What if I do not fit in???
EV: You will fit in, you saw that guy that was desperately trying to hook you up right?? He wasn’t really with his head where it should be at???
He scratches his head as he finally decides to call the number, the phone rings when finally someone answers.
Voice: Who is this??
Silence.
I uhm, I’m Vinnie Jones.
Voice: Beat it kid, I don’t have time for prank calls.
I was uhm told by Crazy J to call you guys to…..
Voice: J???
Yeah, I was at Pinecrest 4 days ago, he told me I should call you and tell him I have a document from him telling I should join you guys. I….
Voice: Okay, give me your address and we will get you out of there. Oh and don’t forget the documents, my men aren’t nice if they feel they are being fucked.
The guy hangs up as Vinnie realizes that he cannot go back anymore. He sighs as he puts down the phone and stares at the screen in front of him.
You know something, I’m going to let this other me run with this and I’m going to enjoy how he is going to.. how do you always say it?? Fuck him up??
EV: Finally some intelligent words coming out of your mouth man.
So I guess the final words are left to be spoken by me large ass, I mean seriously man. I hope your insurance company does cover the damages that you may do to your insides or the stretching abilities of your pants. But hey, who am I to judge?? I’ve got to deal with Snow white’s lost twin ugly brother that he has a hairy butt. But at least he can do something about it, something more than a weight watchers would be able to do with a few pills and do some surgery to create a smaller stomach. But then again, your ass would be too big to even begin another chapter of three on the world wide web to explain why the sun has gone black late at night.
Do you think I won’t notice you? Do you think I won’t be able to keep up with you?? Hell, his own mother that disowned him thanks to me would be having a bigger chance to distract a mule with her panties tied up across her face than you being able to put on a wrestling move on me.
V: You sure??
EV: positive!!!
So think about it Oh great Captain of the wrestling world, think about it. Think about all the damage that you can do to all of your cholesterol babies that are mashed inside your belly, hoping one day to find it’s way out of the free world and into the I assume magnifying searching object that could show the world that it is possible to create children from the food that you love to eat and have done an American Pie scene with. I just hope there is any type of food that is willing to endure the horror that the other two guys in our match will have to endure. Because I will not endure anything that you or any of the other two fucks will attempt to deliver to me.
Just think about it and I will hear your book report on why fast food from McDonald’s is healthy enough to endure until you reach the age of 35. Until that moment coimes, I will hope that you will make it to the ring on Sunday before the bell has rang and the announcement will be that Vinnie Jones has won his debut match while you are still preparing for the Hot Dog Contest in 3,5 years for the next Olympic Games.
With that he chuckles as the shot fades.
The screaming of my mother when I was a young boy, I was playing in a sandbox. She saw a kid throw a rock at me that hit me in the back of my head, instant reaction a hole in the back of my head… and then it happened.
EV: Is that how you remembered it?? Oh how right have I been, knowing that with time you will forget and make up things to keep it interesting. Or should I say, make yourself the victim for others to pity you??
V: Shut up.
I sigh, I knew that this would be happening. Always when I think back to past memories, he has always to meddle in my business. Unfortunately, he’s a part of me…, he is me….
The echoes in my head, whispering through the gaping hole that drew me close to my brain. As if a spider crawls into a hole to weave it’s web for a prey to fall into.
EV: Interesting concept….,
A hand touches my shoulder, i look up and see a face I don’t recognize. He looks out of it, yet he has a kind look in his eyes. I nod my head as he nods his before walking over towards his room and sits down on a chair, looking around while scratching the back of his head. It annoys me, yet it also intrigues me for some reason.
EV: you fag.
I ignore him, he is always like that. Constant accusing me of being attracted to men, although I cant deny some men are…. But I’m drifting off.
EV: Come on you fag
Suddenly he looks up at me, I’m sure he was looking at me funny. Cuz I remember him turning his head sideways and his mouth opened, but no sound came out of it.
EV: Or you were just muted out of your mind.
V: Will you please shut up!!!
EV: Sensitive subject I suppose….,
He knows it is not, but who am I to argue with a imaginary figure???
EV: HEY!! I heard that!!!
Back to the tale, it was odd as if I was in a void somehow. He was rambling on about something, but I just could not get it. And then I realize I was just staring in a mirror of someone standing behind me behind a glass window.
EV: Sure and your sister has ponytails.
V: Even for you that is low
He silences, I’m sure he is chuckling somehow in the back of my head. Then again, how could I not have seen the warnings that were there?? it made no sense, I am normally quite quick on this. But I guess this was one of those moments.
EV: What were you doing there anyways shithead??
He is right, what was I doing there?? for some reason I got that address, I was told to seek that place and talk to this….
EV: Oh no, you are not going to waste that right now Jack
V: Its Vinnie
EV: Whatever
Shot fades
Memories past
Seton Hall Basketball team
Practice
A whistle can be heard, immediately followed by the coach screaming.
C: Damnit Vin!!! You nearly took his head off!!
Vinnie sighs, clearly not the first time that during a practice game he got called upon by the coach. The rookie stares at the kid he nailed and realises after seeing a swelling to emerge around the left eye that he went too far.
V: I’m sorry Johnny.
C: You are sorry??? Oh now I guess we can just go on with the practice and pretend nothing happened right?
V: That would be a splendid i….
The coach cuts him off as he stands in front of him, veins almost popping out of his neck as he chewing his gum while trying to find the right words to say.
C: Let me guess?? That would be a splendid idea Vinnie?? Is that how you try to get by the time every single day???
V: No…, but….,
Vinnie knew it had no sense to argue with the coach as he is mad as hell as his veins are almost bulging out of his neck.
C: You need to understand something Rookie!! I don’t mind to have some physicality during a game and practice, to show the team that you are knocking on the door of the starting lineup. But I sure as hell am not going to condone people bashing other peoples skulls in!!!
V: I was just defending myself and making sure others wouldn’t get to the ba….
C: And you think no fucking official wouldn’t blow their whistle every time you raise your arms and start to play Bill fucking Laimbeer??!!!!
V: But….,
C: Shut up!!!!!
The coach is having none of it and continues to spit out profanity to Vinnie, while the entire basketball team is looking on in complete silence. Vinnie even gets spat on several times as the the coach is unable to control it. Causing Vnnie to suddenly
EV: OH hell yeah, I’m back.
Even before Vinnie knew what he has done, he has decked the coach with a quick right fist straight to the jaw. Knocking the coach out as he falls to the ground. Vinnie stares at his hand as if he just watched a movie happen, but just with his own hand. Several of the basketball team members run in to assist the coach, as others push Vinnie away. Looking mean at him, while he has got no clue what just happened.
V: But….,
It’s time that I step in folks.
EV: You know something guys, he had it coming!!!
With that Vinnie leaves, getting thrown out of Seton Hall basketball team as well being suspended by the school.
Their loss, they should have understood that without guys like Laimbeer and Rodman these days, you are going to get nowhere. If it weren’t for guys like them, there wouldn’t have been a David Stern, trying to erase the memories of the two time NBA champions named the Bad Boys in the first place. I mean seriously, when Meta World Peace was still Ron Artest, he would almost drown himself of rage for a mere bits of drops of water. If it was Bill Laimbeer, Artest would have been swimming in the hairs of his fucking armpits.
V: What is your point?
EV: Ohhh I’m sorry, I didn’t know you wanted to talk hoops?? Still upset that the Nets moved to Brooklyn??
Silence.
EV: Thought so.
Now as I was saying , before I was so rudely interrupted. I was trying to make the point that if the Coach would have kept us, he wouldn’t have been eating rice through a straw for the rest of his life.
V: It was only a few months….
I roll my eyes, ignoring the idiot that is soo much like Captain Morals. Never once did he have a bad bone in his body or even a sinful thought on his mind. Making me just having to burst out of my beauty sleep to fuck him up some more. Just like that one time I exploded a balloon when that little girl walked by with her extremely buff Daddie. Needless to say, I may have had a blue eye after that, at least this fuck got some heavy kicks down his balls that she’ll remain only child for a while.
V: I really regretted that moment.
EV: That you didn’t do it sooner??
V: NO!!!
EV: that you forgot to thank me??
V: NO!!!!!
EV: Check your phone
V: I SAID N…. what???
Suddenly Vinnie realises that his phone is signalling that he has gotten a text message. He grabs his phone as he reads the text message.
Where are you???
Vinnie scratches his head as he does not recognize the number that send him this message. Reluctantly he is putting his fingers to the digits to answer the text message back.
Who are you??
EV: I’m sure it is man from the pub, I kinda let a bar tap running there.
V: YOU WHAT???
Suddenly another text message distracts Vinnie from his ongoing talking with himself.
It’s me..….
The sentence doesn’t finish as we see dots instead, causing Vinnie to become angry about this and he quickly dials the number as the phone goes off before a strange voice answers.
Phone: You can take the blue pill or the red pill Vinnie…
There’s silence coming over Vinnie, not understanding what is being said and more importantly by whom.
What???
EV: You can take a blue or a red pill Einstein, must not be that hard to grasp now isn’t it??
V: Shut up!!
What are you talking about and who are you??
Phone: The blue pill will give you a boner and the red pill…..
Is this some kind of joke???
You can hear the voice on the other end of the phone chuckle before he continues his talking.
Phone: The red pill will make you feel oh so good man, you just ran off the last time you were around me man. You were sitting in the other room, behind the blended glass. But I knew you were there, I could have smelled you man.
Wha??
Phone: Yeah man, you wore that awful scent. It reminded me of toilet paper combined with someone’s urinal and you clearly haven’t washed yourself in ages man.
Uhm, I have thank you
EV: You stink man
I ignore the voice of my alter ego as the guy on the phone goes on rambling on and on.
Phone: You dare to call me that I am a liar?? It makes me already think you believe that I am crazy!!
Err….,
Phone: Oh isn’t that nice!! I even was telling you my life story, how I was such a nice choir boy!!! And you tell me that you do not even know me?
But….,
Phone: Or that one moment that I got my first ever ass spanking from my momma, you sure as hell must’ve heard that!! I even was waving my arms everywhere to show you how badly it hurt!!!
Vinnie sighs, before he finally is able to give an answer.
Look, I know what you are talking about. I just did not hear you because I was in the other room. And to be honest, I did not even know how I even got there in the first place!! Where was i???
EV: You don’t sound too convincing towards the glass window guy.
Phone: Oh you are one of those guys!!!!
Before Vinnie can answer the line is being cut off
EV: Look at what you have done Vin, someone wants to be your friend and already you have done the unthinkable.
Vinnie ignores the voice as he starts to redial the phone number and puts the phone to his head, clearly wanting to talk to this unfamiliar person even more.
Phone: The number you have tried to reach does not exist, please check the number and dial again….
Vinnie looks at his phone with a questionable look on his face, not believing that just moments ago talking to this person and now the phone number does not exist anymore.
EV: You are so fucked….
*Flashback.*
LOOK OUT!!
Young Vinnie looks up from playing in his sandbox as he hears his mother screaming at him, suddenly a few moments later a rock hits him in the side of his head. Causing him to scream and cry because of the impact before everything around him goes black and silent.
Silent?? Oh no, of course not. It only gave me the golden opportunity to break free from the safe womb behind his temple. You do know that every person has it’s darkest persona hidden somewhere right??? Well it only took a little pebble from another fucked up little kid to snap me out of my protected shield and burst out to the world. and boy, let me tell you something. It never felt any better than that stinking moment. To this very day, I still feel the dent on the left side of his face, to remind me how fortunate I am to be here, to terrorize him and to make him do bad things. And to have people talk scientific about the why people like Vinnie do these things. You want to know why?? I make sure that Vinnie jerks off at night because the idiot is too much a chicken shit to even look down and see his growing personification of his needs. While I just tell him to just let it go and enjoy the ride.
We can see Vinnie’s mother hover over him with a look of concern on her face, several kids stand around him as they don’t know what is going on. One of them is picking his nose, while another (a girl) is crying while the teacher is trying to confort her.
Oh yes, the crying wench, oh how I enjoyed her gentle weeps. Too bad that the vocal chords on that one would not be pulled out to the point that we could use it as bungee chords. I am sure she had a crush on little Vinnie, so I terrorized her as wel, but that’s another story I will get into later… wouldn’t want to spoil all the surprises now would we?? Where’s the fun in that???
We can see the lips moving from his mother, tears flowing from her eyes, clearly what she is seeing hurts her as her little Vinnie can’t hear her, as we can hear a weird echo coming from him.
V: Mom???
We can see his mother respond to him with :”Yes dear??” as we read her lips
EV: I’m taking over your son mom!
The look on her face suddenly changes from crying into a complete shock, her skin turning white as her eyes widen. Aand even though we cannot hear her talk, we know that she suddenly becomes silent as her mouth opens and stays open like that without saying anything. Finally after a few moments she closes her eyes as tears flow from her face and lifts her face up and screams out loud in agony.
God I just love a good drama, to see her tears flow. I wished I could have grabbed it and tasted it, must have been of the finest of fine salty tastes that I have ever tasted. Well, then again. It would have been the first ever taste of salt that I could have remembered as being alive to have tasted on HIS lips. But I knew my time would come. To just think that his life was ruined, ruined to the chore. Where others tell the world that children are always so innocent?? Well not this little fucker he wasn’t. And all to be blamed for by me… and Vin?? Keep your stinking head straight when I talk to you!!!
V: I am not listening.
Hehehe, oh sure. He is upset again, trying to play the I ignore you game. Truth is he always fails little boys and girls, he fails because I know his soft spot and he will always start to disagree with me upon that.
V: No I don’t, I…,
EV: OH shut up, nobody gives a fuck about your sensitivity.
You see, little innocent Vinnie here. He would in the years to follow ruin his relationship with his mommie.
V: Stop it!!
Oh I’m now going to be the one that ignores him, you see talking to people that do actually listen and aren’t attached to me is so much more a token of appreciation towards me than you ever could be. I…
V: I’m warning you!!
EV: With what?? Throw a pebble to the other side of your head??
V: I know your weaknesses too.
EV: Oh boy…, we will get into that later Vinnie boy.
Good luck to him, recently he started to believe that he knows something about me. It’s quite an astonishing feat if you come to think of it. It took him like thirty years, count them… thirty years to come up with something that he remembered of me doing. And he is still too dumb to figure it out that I am HIM, just a better version of him. so all he is doing is criticizing himself. But I just have this great thing to tell you later on.
V: Great thing??
You are catching on sir!!!
*End of Flashback*
We suddenly move to the present day, Vinnie finds himself once again in the same room, staring through the same mirror towards the same room that he saw the unfamiliar person before. Knowing that whomever walks into that room will be unable to see him.
V: How did you find this place??
EV: I didn’t, I just redialled every phone number in your history and ultimately they just picked us up.
V:WHAT?? Why didn’t you tell me??
EV: Because I knew you would run.
V: Fuck…,
A knock on the door to his room can be heard, Vinnie looks over his shoulder and sees a piece of paper being slid out from underneath the door. He looks around the room, whether he is not being filmed by Candid Camera or Americas Funniest Homevideos.
EV: You go get it tiger, show me you got balls.
Vinnie gets up and grabs the piece of paper and opens it up, starts to read.
“Dear Vinnie, you do have to understand that after our first and at this moment last phone call I had to change my number”
EV: Idiot.
“But seeing I’m a man of good will, I am willing to give you another opportunity to show me the true you that I once knew before the accident”
Vinnie stops reading and looks up from the piece of paper and looks around dumbfounded
How does he know about the accident??
He shrugs and looks ack on the piece of paper
“You do have to show me your worth though, as I have arranged a test for you. For a man with a vicious side to you, it must not be a huge problem”.
What is he talking about?? A test?? What test?? And what does he mean I’m a man with a vicious side??? I am not going to do anything vicious or physical!! I’m going to enter myself in the art of poetry and writing. It’s always been a fascination to me to be the next….
EV: Richard Pryor??
V: I was thinking more in the lines of Shakespeare, but perhaps a little less sophisticated.
EV: Fag.
Vinnie ignores him and decides against his own advice to continue to read the piece of paper
“I’m glad you decided to accept this challenge by continuing to read this piece of paper. According to the rules that I stand for, you are now contractually obliged to perform this challenge or get sued beyond your wildest dreams.”
Vinnie raises his eyebrows and looks around again, this time he is showing a sign of anger.
What the???
“If you decide to play innocent and say you didn’t read this part, do know that I have recorded your every move from second number one. And if you would be so nice, why don’t you look through the mirror and wave??”
Vinnie hesitantly looks up and sees the same figure sitting there, just like he was the last time that he was unable to hear him. He motions for the table that Vinnie sat at earlier and Vinnie spots a phone on the middle of the table.
That phone wasn’t there before??
He hesitantly sits down and stares at the man, who has a cell phone in his hand and starts to touch the touchscreen before putting the cell phone to his head. A few moments later the phone in front of Vinnie starts to ring. Hesitantly he picks it up.
Yeah?
Figure: Is that how you answer the phone these days?? Not very nice to people who are your friends.
EV: Yeah you idiot.
V: Not helping!!!
But I don’t know your name, who are you??
Figure: Oh in due time, because if you are too ignorant to see the obvious clues. Then why should I even enlighten you who the fuck I am???
EV: He got you there dipshit,
V: Knock it offl.
EV: Mr. I want to be freaking William Shakespeare
V: Shut up.
EV: Mr. I’m too good to be physical
V: SHUT UP!!!!!
EV: You don’t have to be so rude you know.
Vinnie sighs as he wipes his forehead for a few moments before trying to come up with something.
Figure: Tough day??
Huh? Oh you wouldn’t believe it man, I’ve been going through so much BS lately, but I’m sure you wouldn’t
Figure: Understand?? Oh isn’t that cute. The idiot doesn’t know where he is and he already assumes he is the only one with a problem up his ass? Let me guess, you got someone stuck somewhere and you can’t get him out huh???
Vinnie is silent for a few moments.
Well, at this moment I don’t have a fight with some other person. I…,
Figure: I was talking about the bullshit in your head you dipshit.
Vinnie turns white, he drops the phone out of his hand before realizing after a few moments what he has done and quickly grabs it again.
What did you say???
Figure: Oh come on man, you are in a highly sterilized area, it’s all white. There is even a skeleton in the corner over there and you don’t know where the fuck you are?? Oh man, you are clueless to the bone. At least the other guy I talked to was more open minded to what I had to say!! I guess he was right that you are a pussy beyond believe man. I’m not even sure I should…., oh wait, that will ensue in a lawsuit. Oh well, you will have to do I suppose.
Do what???
The figure sits down behind the table that is in his room, he grabs a piece of paper and walks towards the window that separates them and places the paper against the window as Vinnie walks over to it and reads it.
With this signed contract, I Evil Vinnie Jones agree on wrestling for…. Wrestling?? Evil Vinnie Jones??? What the?
He drops his phone once again and this time isn’t too cooperate to pick it up right away, clearly not believing that what he is seeing is a contract that his alter ego agreed upon. After a few minutes passing bye, he finally grabs the phone and stares into the eyes of the figure that is on the other side of the room with him.
This document isn’t legal…., I…
Figure: It’s signed here on the dotted line dipshit, isn’t this your signature?
Vinnie’s eyes drop lower and sees the signature that he knows all too well and slaps his forehead and realizes that he is in deep shit.
Figure: Welcome aboard kid, I’ll contact you later.
With that the figure walks off as Vinnie sees his life turn an ugly twist.
EV: I knew you would be happy!!!!! You can thank me later man!!!
Darkness.
*My side of the tale*
I know HE told you his version of the tale, how HE experienced it. How he enjoyed every moment of it, while I had to suffer and was unable to do anything about it. I to this very day still suffer greatly for what had happened, all because of a little rock.
LOOK OUT!!
Young Vinnie looks up from playing in his sandbox as he hears his mother screaming at him, suddenly a few moments later a rock hits him in the side of his head. Causing him to scream and cry because of the impact before everything around him goes black and silent.
I was humming, I was so into digging my new acquired plastic shovel into the sand. I got it for my birthday just a few weeks ago from my mommie and how happy she was to see me play. And then I felt it, the rock hitting my temple. And all went numb, the only thing I remember was the echo of me falling into the sand while a voice took over. He was whispering into my head as it echoed everywhere…, It was driving me CRAZY!!!
We can see Vinnie’s mother hover over him with a look of concern on her face, several kids stand around him as they don’t know what is going on. One of them is picking his nose, while another (a girl) is crying while the teacher is trying to confort her.
To this very day I didn’t know how it was possible for me to see things so clear, why my eyes were torn from my mother half the time as she was the most important figure in my life. And even though she doesn’t want to talk to me anymore, she still is to this very day. And little Cathy? I’m sure she hates my guts too, but it’s too late to say it wasn’t my fault….
EV: Pussy…,
We can see the lips moving from his mother, tears flowing from her eyes, clearly what she is seeing hurts her as her little Vinnie can’t hear her, as we can hear a weird echo coming from him.
V: Mom???
Obviously that wasn’t me, I felt him using me. I felt him forcing the words that would come later out of my mouth to be said and I was helpless to resist and tell her what I really wanted to say.
EV: That you were a pussy??
V: That I love her!!!
EV: Pussy:
We can see his mother respond to him with :”Yes dear??” as we read her lips
EV: I’m taking over your son mom!
The look on her face suddenly changes from crying into a complete shock, her skin turning white as her eyes widen. Aand even though we cannot hear her talk, we know that she suddenly becomes silent as her mouth opens and stays open like that without saying anything. Finally after a few moments she closes her eyes as tears flow from her face and lifts her face up and screams out loud in agony.
I wished I would have just wished I could have taken it all back and just tell her how I truly felt. How much this wasn’t me, how much I didn’t wanted it to be said… how much it hurt me and how much it tortured me to see her react the way she did.
EV: And it was all your fault Vinnie
I ignore him, what if he is right. I know it was him that abused me in a fashion I could not stop him, but… could I have done so much more??? Could I have stopped him in a fashion that it would embarrass me if I knew it now?? Obviously too late…. But at least I know now that I have told the truth, not that it would do me any good now.
I love you mom
*Present day*
Vinnie is sitting in a lounge chair, in his 3 room apartment in New Jersey, reading over his contract that “he” apparently agreed to sign when talking to this figure that he never met before until recently.
The Wrestling Championship Federation.and already booked in a match against three other guys?? I mean seriously?? I know that I have fought in the past, I know I have done some training. But that was merely in need of self defence. Now I am there to hurt people?? Three guys that I’m sure off that have no issue of taking out whatever it is that boils up inside them to take me down. Well maybe I just should walk off and let them just beat the shit out of each other. Yeah, why not, it wasn’t technicality my sane mind that agreed upon this.
EV: Maybe you should read the dotted lines Einstein.
V: What the??
He reads through his contract, every page and every word and letter that is written down upon it. And then he reaches the fine print in the contract that causes him to facepalm himself
You are joking right??
EV: Nah ahhh.
Vinnie sighs as he reads out the fine print of his contract.
If you decide to get yourself willingly counted out or fail to breach the terms of your contract and stipulation of your match. We are contractual allowed to take away anything that you own and sue you for breaching our contract. Eventually ending up in jail……,
EV: Yay
V: You sure are a happy camper aren’t ya??
EV: Oh men, don’t look at this so negatively!! I mean as if I am willingly sending you into the waiting arms of all those men that just want to beat the shit out of you to advance up the ladder??
V: Yeah.
EV: Okay, I know I have been a sadist before, I am sure that I will allow them to get a punch in here and there.
V: OH thanks, that’s really comforting for me to know.
EV: Not a problem at all, that’s where friends are for. But of course I am going to want to have a piece of these jackasses too!!! I’ve been itching since day one to get physical once more!!!
V: like you expelling me from Seton Hall’s basketball team??
EV: Well you do have to understand that I’m not much of a sharing of the ball type of guy you know what I’m saying?? I’m more a type of guy that just wishes to have it all… and share some with you.
Vinnie scratches his head as he looks at the names of the guys before he gets a text message
“Ryan O’Gallaghan did a shoot, you should watch it!!”
Who??
EV: One of the three men you were trying to run away from you dummy
V: Uh oh I knew that.
Vinnie walks over to his laptop and turns it on as he searches the web for the shoot that first of three men did on him and looks on in amazement.
Obviously this guy isn’t paying much attention, I don’t know where they are searching the internet for information upon us. Was he looking for information of us on whocouldyoube.com??? I mean seriously someone looks at the appearance and he can create a fairy tale based upon a hunch?? If I need to find the plot of what will happen at Frozen Part two, then I will give him a ring.
V: Aren’t you a bit harsh on the guy?? I mean perhaps he found information upon that former Manchester United player with the same name as me. It could happen right???
EV: You sir, are an idiot.
Before the rambling idiot opens his mouth once more Ryan, let me the explain what happens when your mind is too much upon the wrestling itself and lose your mind upon the reality that is standing right in front of you. Am I a veteran?? Oh hell no, do I care?? Go F*** yourself man. I could care less if you are the creative mind behind the entire sports of wrestling. But you are so fucking delirious that it will be your downfall. You see, size may not matter. But it’s quite possible the brain that needs to gain some sizeable updates that would allow you to see the reality that stands before you dipshit. But I will be allowing you to be the one that can learn from your mistake if you only will promise me to learn from it on the first of January.
V: Since when do you allow people to learn from their mistakes??
EV: Since you still haven’t okay??
Vinnie scratches his head after hearing the jab from his alter ego that he has had to endure for most of his life.
You see, have you ever studied the mental state of the brain Ryan?? Or were you too busy playing with Ken dolls that wore yellow tights and red kneepads. Things has changed Ryan, things have changed to the point where the size and strength is taking a backseat to the mind what it can do. But it’s understandable that a trustworthy follower of the realm of the cyber nerds will rather prefer to search the porn nets in the hopes of a Diamond Kitty anal scene right??
V: You are comparing him now to a porn shot???
EV: Can I please go on?? I’ll allow you to reflect your views upon the world in a minute after I’m done okay??
Vinnie raises his arms in the air as if to say that he is giving in to the request of his alter ego.
So after the sizeable disagreement upon your part you then choose to dictate that I’m always evil?? I wish I was, I wished upon my own two knees that I would wake up one day and not to have him reason with me upon the fact whether I should cut his toenails with my left or right hand.
V: You promised you wouldn’t share that!!
You see, it is easy to inflict a judgment call upon merely using Satan’s name and use the always returning discussion that he wishes to make you believe that he does not exist. Because that’s what weaklings often utilize to make their actions worth the while isn’t it huh Ryan?? Truth needs to be told that Jeckyll and Hyde are the old fashioned tale of Banner and the Hulk. One cannot live without the other, yet they cannot stand each other. And yet my friend I exist, just like split personalities, just like the fact that being torn with a natural riff between us. separating my insanity with his stupidity. You are complete clueless upon your medical knowledge on what makes us what we are. You believe that we are veterans merely for the wear and tear upon his face?? Let me tell you something else fucker, he is just that ugly. He is just that stupid and yes, we are able to able to survive any type of fight and you know why??
V: I would like to hear that answer myself.
Because I do not allow him to be hurt to the point where I do no longer find pleasure of making him spit out his own blood Ryan.
V: What?
EV: Sorry Vinnie baby, but I’m not here to please you. I’m here to fight.
So the truth is out, yeah that’s right Ryan. The truth is out, the truth needs to be told upont he world that you are merely a one dimensional mindless fool. Only accepting wrestling as your one true faith. Do you know how long people survive int heir own field as long as they manage to be surrounded by those like you?? A long time. But that’s the problem for you, I’m not like you. Neither is Vinnie. I’m beyond that as I am the sadistic nature of what you wished you would ever be. And that will be your downfall, too bad though… I would have enjoyed to talk to someone else who isn’t as cluless like this idiot over here.
He points at himself as the sane version responds.
V: HEY!!!
It’s not nice to talk about someone you don’t know, but then again. I guess it’s what I could also mention about the ideas of one Ryan O’Gallaghan, I mean seriously?? Are you trying to belittle your life to a computer screen to meet people?? Don’t you ever go out anymore?? Have you ever seen the sun come up in the East in the morning?? Or have you ever walked a dog?
EV: You never had a dog Vinnie.
V: It’s the idea that counts remember??
I pity the thought that you believe that I am just evil, all I can say is that I am not someone that needs to rely upon others to survive another month financially. Tell me Ryan, is there anything else you need to know? If he is Satan, then is it me that iam his Luke Skywalker to his Darth Vader?? You are completely wrong man. Sorry to burst your bubble that much, but you know absolutely nothing about whether you should be even counting to three or merely go out there and read a book outside!! You do know that oxygen helps you to keep your brain function right??
Normally I would not lower myself to levels that perhaps is too much for HIM to grasp.
EV: Yeah, yeah, yeah….
I hope you will not be shocked when I come out to fight, I will do whatever I need to do to combat you and beat you. I may not be a wrestler, but I have always learned that two know more than one that sits behind his computer and looks at Toys Search R Us. to find the answer whether you need to spit or swallow.
EV: don’t tell me you went there?
V: I did and you just have to accept it.
Vin rubs his head as he cannot believe that he actually used some trash talk of his own. Of course, his trash talking is not to the likes of many others. But then again, Vinnie never went further than saying that someone is a jerk. A sigh of relief comes over him as he drops down on his lounge couch and closes his eyes.
EV: Was it as good for you as it was for me???
Vinnie surprisingly grins at the comment that popped in his head.
V: To be honest?? It was… it sure was.
What in the hell is happening to me? I was always the one that respects the thoughts and wishes of others, even if it won’t be such a positive about me. Is it the fact that I am now being thrown at the mercy of the wolves?? Or is there something in my personality that has been brought into the limelight thanks to…
EV: Me??
V: You were looking for that weren’t you??
The voice in his head remains silent, but Vinnie knows better as he grins before falling in sleep on his sofa.
In his sleep I roam his mind, in these moments he does not know I control him. whether it is me that jacks him off, or whether it is me that walks across the hallway naked. He does not know, I even let him take pictures of places he never has been at before… isn’t this fun??? But he should know one day that he is closer to the truth than he has ever been in. The truth of me one day become the very sadistic freak that I envisioned to become one day. Sadistic is often confused with people by doing things that hurts them, but they should know it hurts me more than it will EVER hurt them.
Why you may ask?? Oh it’s simple, you see when it hurts then it will be HIM that will feel the pain. But when the pleasure comes, it will be me that stands in line every single time to take that spot. Is it weird to take pleasure over the back of another human being? Then I would suggest you should be looking at the results of a mere existence that is called politics. And when you are done checking that bullshit out, I’ll be the one that will be asking where you have been the last few decades?? Or the mere fact that in sports we often see people take advantage of the fate of another human being?? It’s called survival don’t you know??
V: Please mother, come back…..
We hear Vinnie talk to himself in his sleep as it is followed by a mere sinister grin.
Isn’t that cute?? At this very moment still inflicted with the punishment that I dished out upon him on his most innocent moment in his young life. A little boy, not aware of any other danger that is around him as his parents and other grown ups should watch over him. and all I had to do was to wait for that little rock to hit him. I know that it wasn’t the biggest and most spectacular. But hey, wasn’t the tale of David slaying a giant not a spectacular tale of aggression controlled by a mere kid?? Oh I could give a fuck about what people think these days, it was the best that could have happened to make that impact that I have made. And boy did I enjoy it so much.
V: Oh no…, please don’t punish me.
Whoops, this dream shouldn’t be explained for the world wide public. Too graphic for the little kids and too much BS for the grownups to deal with. Let me just wake this fucker up.
V: Wha??? Huh???
Oh fuck I fell asleep and of course he took advantage of me, for fuck sakes what must I do to stop him??
EV: Maybe you should start talking about the second opponent that you will be facing this Sunday.
V: I’m facing someone else besides Ryan??
EV: You are facing three guys dipshit… the second of three names is Axel “Hardcore” Blackwood.
Hardcore?? Oh my goodness, that doesn’t sound too nice. Why do I need to face someone that is called hardcore?? He must be someone mean and tough and quite vicious.
EV: Someone I would love to play cards with one day.
V: Why can’t you just be any normal type of entity??
EV: Normal?? Who wants to be boring?? Oh wait, don’t start raising your hand to answer that. Go on.
See what I have to deal with?? See what made me apparently sign that contract to be in a surroundings with other apparently oddities that are strange?? I mean seriously, why would you even call yourself Hardcore?? Besides obviously wanting to inflict pain upon others. I mean seriously, why don’t you pick up a hobby that gives you satisfaction knowing that you actually achieved something like the Japanese art of Bonsai tree cutting?? Or perhaps you should start writing poems or perhaps painting?? Give something back to the society that has given you so much.
EV: Oh my God, I’m almost going to vomit.
V: You mean, you are making me vomit
That’s right, he should remember that he is just a mere mindset and I’m the one that really does the things. So I can tell the world that exactly how I feel about things and how I feel about facing three other guys in something I don’t want to be in to be honest!!!
EV: Honesty can only get you this far Vinnie…
V: Honesty?? Oh man, you are such a hypocrite.
To be honest, I’m actually getting mad for the first time since a long time. But this time I am not planning to walk away from it and hoping it will all vanish away from me. Oh no, this time I am going to fight my way out of my predicament. Even if it costs me a few bruises.
EV: You could break some bones Vinnie in these type of matches, especially against someone that is hardcore.
Vinnie sighs as he shakes off the voice in his head
For fuck sakes!! What did you get me into this time!!! Broken bones?? I thought this thing called wrestling is….
A personal commercial break comes over Vinnies rant as we see a commercial about the first show of the Wrestling Championship Federation of the new year where Vinnie is advertised in the Fatal Fourway
Returning from the commercial
And that’s the last thing I have got to say about this!!!
EV: That felt good didn’t it??
V: YEAH!!!
Good god, he is so easily manipulated. I mean seriously, he didn’t even noticed the change in the red button that records everything that we do or say. But what he doesn’t know does not hurt me huh??? I mean seriously, I had to do it as I wanted to say something as well for Mr. Hardcore. I’m sure that he is sharp as nails and tough as a cardboard imitation of Chuck Norris. Because lets face it, a cardboard version of Chuck Norris could still destroy anything that comes in his path with a roundhouse kick. But to my surprise I wonder what mae this guy so hardcore?? Yeah see that Ryan?? I go deeper into the psyche of the human being before wanting to use a wrench bo bash someone the skull in.
V: Isn’t that a bit harsh??
EV: No, but I need to survive don’t I?? And I’ve seen a documentary that according to survive, you need to adapt to the other person that stands in your way.
V: What documentary???
EV: …..
V: What??
EV: ……..
V: Wha???
EV: I watched the Powerpuff Girls alright?
For a few seconds Vinnie has to sink these words into his head before scratching his forehead and cannot hide the fact that he is sporting a huge grin upon his face.
V: You may continue Dr. Phill.
There goes my ultimate secret that I’m a huge fan of Mojo Jojo, yeah the ape is awesome. Yeah I say ape, because I learned from the Planet of the Apes that these creatures hate it when you call them monkey. So I won’t!! But at least they had a reason to be hardcore, they had a reason to fight for what they believed in!! And that for five great movies long!! And I’m not even going to record the movies they made afterwards, because quite honestly?? Even though they were great movies…., I felt the need to state the obvious… you never can beat the original1
But I’m drifting off and I am apologising as I have a hardcore wrestler of immense intelligence awaiting my every single word of HARDCORE!! It just states the obvious that instead of going for a Hammerlock or something like that, that I have to bash your skull in right? To rattle the final braincells that are left in that thick emptiness that is your head huh?? Then I guess we will.
V: We?? I am the one that is obviously doing everything out there??
EV: Yeah, but I will be giving support and tips what to do. It’s not like I will be doing colour commentary while you do all the work? I’m not that vicious!!
V: No, the only reason is that you can’t separate yourself from my body
EV: That too.
Damn do you see what I got to live with?? Mr. There must be a logical explanation to everything that I say to break it down and make it irrelevant?? Now I know that it is a long name to remember for everyone that is even caring to listen at this very moment. So let’s just call him Mr. Spock for crying out loud, or perhaps a Data as you want to have a modern, but never as good version as the original. But to return to the hardcore guy, I hope you know how to survive in life, as we came from the streets and survived it every single day before I learned us to fight.
V: You did??
EV: Yeah, when you were sleeping I took a training session using a video tape and a boxing bag.
V: Oh that is a comfortable thought.
Before he can continue his rant, he gets a text message on his cell phone as he looks into his inbox to see it is the unknown guy.
It’s time, come meet me.
It’s time?
EV: Let’s go!!!
Back into the same room again, but this time both men are sitting behind the same desk and in the same room. Vinnie is finally staring the strange individual in the eyes as he is talking to him. clearly a bit hesitant to whatever he has to hear from the unknown man, that has gotten a bit more familiar after a few times seeing him.
Figure: So I am offering you the opportunity to be getting free treatment for your condition, but no longer in Pinerest. But in a place so much better than this dump. I will sign these papers that when you hand them over, they will accept you and take you in.
Take me in???
EV: Don’t piss him off man, everything’s better than this place.
Figure: you don’t understand, this place is nice. But when you go up and wrestle, you should not be here but be a part of Zero Tolerance. Be a part of the gang that I let down and make them stronger.
Zero Tolerance?? Stronger?? What the hell man, who are you??
Figure: My name will not matter anymore after today, because after today the man that is called Crazy J will no longer exist. After today a new chapter is born, after today I will walk the valley of the dead and come out of it a better man. We will once again see each other, but I will no longer be Crazy J as I will no longer recognize you. But good things will come out of this just as long as you sign the dotted line Vinnie.. as life will turn out to be a Wonderful to experience…
With that J gets up from his chair, staring at Vinnie who is staring down on the piece of paper. J waits patiently as finally Vinnie decides to sign the piece of paper before handing it to J who signs it as well.
Crazy J: Like I said, the next time we meet. I will not recognize you anymore, but don’t feel harmed my friend. Soon enough you will understand, soon you will understand why I had to do this. In a few days someone will pick you up and take you with him. Until that moment comes Vinnie, I urge you to tell nobody… and that also counts for you Evil Vinnie.
Don’t worry J, I will take this fucker by his hand and take him to the promised land.
A sinister grin emerges the face of J as he shakes the hand of Vinnie before leaving, he stops at the door and turns around.
Crazy J: Oh one more thing, you do have to call that number on the other side of your contract to let everything happen. Just call them in a few days okay???
Vinnie nods his head as he watches Crazy J walk out.
Back into Vinnie’s room, he sits there staring at the piece of paper he signed a few says ago. Still not believing what just happened and what may happen to him if he decides to call the phone number. He scratches his head, he has been up all night for the second night in a row, knowing that if he dials that number that he cannot go back again. But is he willing to go back?? Or is he perhaps allowing a new chapter in his life.
I either face these four guys alone, or I get into a group I don’t know… and have some guys look after me
EV: And me!!!
He sighs, he stares at the bio of the final guy that he is facing, some guy with a mask on and a huge fat ass.
Is this for real?? What kind of assuming role did he escape from and alternately got stuck into as he fled from an alternate universe??
V: that isn’t very nice to say about this….. guy
EV: So I would assume I would have to take him seriously???
Again silence as Vinnie stares at the rather large guy
I admit he is fat, but perhaps he knows how to move around the ring. Reading that he likes to do moves with his fat ass… oh man I just feel like one of the internet stooges from Ryan while reading this. Does this really help me?? I haven’t seen him in action yet and by the looks of it… I hope I’m not going to be in either of those stinking armpits of his
EV: Why?? Were you interested in his perfume??
V: NO!!!!
Sigh, why do I always have to trip over these comments he makes?? I shouldn’t be even acknowledging what MAY or MAY not happen. And yet, I must.
He stares at the phone number with the name of the person that he has to dial for.
Erik Black huh?? Oh man, sounds so tempting to finally to just share my thoughts with others and yet. What if I do not fit in???
EV: You will fit in, you saw that guy that was desperately trying to hook you up right?? He wasn’t really with his head where it should be at???
He scratches his head as he finally decides to call the number, the phone rings when finally someone answers.
Voice: Who is this??
Silence.
I uhm, I’m Vinnie Jones.
Voice: Beat it kid, I don’t have time for prank calls.
I was uhm told by Crazy J to call you guys to…..
Voice: J???
Yeah, I was at Pinecrest 4 days ago, he told me I should call you and tell him I have a document from him telling I should join you guys. I….
Voice: Okay, give me your address and we will get you out of there. Oh and don’t forget the documents, my men aren’t nice if they feel they are being fucked.
The guy hangs up as Vinnie realizes that he cannot go back anymore. He sighs as he puts down the phone and stares at the screen in front of him.
You know something, I’m going to let this other me run with this and I’m going to enjoy how he is going to.. how do you always say it?? Fuck him up??
EV: Finally some intelligent words coming out of your mouth man.
So I guess the final words are left to be spoken by me large ass, I mean seriously man. I hope your insurance company does cover the damages that you may do to your insides or the stretching abilities of your pants. But hey, who am I to judge?? I’ve got to deal with Snow white’s lost twin ugly brother that he has a hairy butt. But at least he can do something about it, something more than a weight watchers would be able to do with a few pills and do some surgery to create a smaller stomach. But then again, your ass would be too big to even begin another chapter of three on the world wide web to explain why the sun has gone black late at night.
Do you think I won’t notice you? Do you think I won’t be able to keep up with you?? Hell, his own mother that disowned him thanks to me would be having a bigger chance to distract a mule with her panties tied up across her face than you being able to put on a wrestling move on me.
V: You sure??
EV: positive!!!
So think about it Oh great Captain of the wrestling world, think about it. Think about all the damage that you can do to all of your cholesterol babies that are mashed inside your belly, hoping one day to find it’s way out of the free world and into the I assume magnifying searching object that could show the world that it is possible to create children from the food that you love to eat and have done an American Pie scene with. I just hope there is any type of food that is willing to endure the horror that the other two guys in our match will have to endure. Because I will not endure anything that you or any of the other two fucks will attempt to deliver to me.
Just think about it and I will hear your book report on why fast food from McDonald’s is healthy enough to endure until you reach the age of 35. Until that moment coimes, I will hope that you will make it to the ring on Sunday before the bell has rang and the announcement will be that Vinnie Jones has won his debut match while you are still preparing for the Hot Dog Contest in 3,5 years for the next Olympic Games.
With that he chuckles as the shot fades.