Post by Micky Saint on Feb 16, 2016 1:03:24 GMT -5
We open on a black screen and the audio of a wrestling crowd chanting with an English accent
Crowd: THIS IS PROGRESS!!! CLAP CLAP CLAP, THIS IS PROGRESS!!!
As the picture begins to fade in we get an ariel shot coming from a high placed hard cam watching a wrestling match in it's closing moments, in the ring are 2 men, one wearing blue tights with a super cuts hair do on the other side of the ring his opponent is a little shorter with black trunks and a hipster hair bun. In the bottom corner of the screen a message appears
*The footage playing is from the most recent Progress wrestling show in Camden Village London, it shows the final appearance of home talent Andrew Marx before he leaves for WCF Wrestling and a new life in the USA*
The 2 men are physically spent, the commentators sound like they have been screaming since the match started both with harsh broken voices
Commentator 1: They go at each other again throwing strikes
Commentator 2: A kick from Marx quickly followed up by a chop from Hawk
They go back and forth till Marx the man in the black trunks switches behind and goes to throw his opponent with a German suplex, Hawk lands on his feet and Marx rolls back through into a wheel barrow lifting himself up and then switching into a cutter out of nowhere, he goes to the top rope and looks out to the crowd as it chants his name and begs him not to leave, he takes to much time though and his opponent recovers and takes his legs out from underneath him sending him crotch first down onto the turn buckle, he goes to fall forwards but Hawk nails him with a perfect flash kick. With no wasted motion he jumps up delivering a no hands frankenstiener sending Marx down, he leaps to the top rope and comes off with a shooting star
Commentator 1: This has to be it!
1...
2...
3...
Commentator 2: It is! Ricky Hawk defeats Andrew Marx in his final appearance outside of WCF!
It cuts to little bit after the match and Marx is in the ring covered in streamers and toilet paper holding a mike and soaking in the crowd one more time, he lifts the mike as they all chant speech. He laughs and looks at the them all
Marx: You know since day one you people have booed me, since I walked in here and stuck my umbrella up some guy called Jack the Knife JR's ass, I have been here for 4 years making you people hate me. And to hear the chants and the love tonight it shows I do my job very very well, so now I move on, now I move onto a place where I will endeavour to make the entire damn world hate me in one way or another and I will succeed in the name of England and that sweet sweet money
The crowd cheers again
Marx: Because that's why I exist, Money! Fame!
He lifts the Mike to the crowd
Crowd: IMMORTALITY!!!!!
His music hits and he goes to leave, then he stops and looks at the microphone and steps back in the ring yelling to have the music cut off
Marx: Something just occurred to me, every word I just said you people where happy to hear, you wanted to hear it, the words meant something, when I go to America they are gunna make me stand in front of a camera or even god forbid their fans and do what I am doing right now. They are gunna make me talk about Benson and Roberts and Jesus Christ they will even make me use the words "The Rad Russian" and not one person who will hear or see it will give a shit. So instead seeing as I know who I face on Sunday night lets do this right here and now.
The crowd cheers chanting his name
Marx: Ill keep this short and sweet these people have a ladder match to get too, WCF I want you too look at something you have never seen before, I know you hear that once a week, I hear it once a week while I watch the new breed you guys put on your shows every week. So I made myself a promise, I knew I was going to say that, I have to say it because I really don't know any other way to describe myself. Don't get me wrong, I am sure you have seen everything I have in the ring before, hell its wrestling, there is no original concept, I'm not the first fuck to wear a fur coat and bring an umbrella or other weird item to the ring with them. I'm not gunna say I bring a new level of aggression, I'm not gunna say that I bring a new level of intensity, hell I wont even say I bring a new class of bastard to the WCF locker room, I don't have to say these things I simply I have to get in the ring and prove them and I will prove every single one of those statements true
He stops and listens to the crowd chant his name again
Marx: As for Benny, Roberts and Rad, I know nothing about you gentlemen, that's fine, crime works best when the victim is faceless, it means I don't have to worry, it means I don't have to pull punches or let shit slide. I can just get in the ring and commit the acts of egregious bodily harm I intend too but just for the sake of it I have prepared a statement for each one of them
He collects his words
Marx: Benson, lets start with Benson, Benson is the kinda guy I would go to with a wad of cash if I wanted to see someone bleed but didn't feel like getting my hands dirty, Benson is the kinda man who will always in some way or another be a tool for much smarter much richer men, why else would god put such a beast on earth if not to be used by the rest of us. Who knows maybe I'll use him to eliminate the Ruskie and Mr Average on Sunday night, there are many more ways than currency to get a fool to do what ever the fuck I want. Now let's talk about Mr Average
He laughs out loud and goes on
Marx: Who the fuck, seriously mate do you need some kind of head examination done? Do you understand that we are in the business of being the dog bollocks, the bees knees, the cats pyjamas NOT FUCKING NORMAL! You probably think that this little statement of blatant self deprecation will get you over with the people, people don't pay to see themselves in a wrestling ring Lee, when the big time matches come round nobody wants to see Mr Average walk to the ring for the Main Event of One, know what I mean pal?
He stops before saying the last name
Marx: Russians, fuck I hate Russians, Russians are the reason myself and my family have had to listen to so much shite in the last 100 years, this name is a curse brought upon anyone who owns it because it is stained with red and chipped into with a hammer and sickle. And trust me when you have a well known German surname from a certain period of history you don't get a lot of love even these days. And now as I make my first appearance in America, a place where I will no doubt have my name dragged through the mud by some guy who has an economics degree but none of the creativity to make it worth a shit so he wrestles. Now one of my first opponents is a fucking Russian, GOOD, great way to start a new chapter right? Rad you are a big shit I'll give you that but just like everything else that comes out of that radioactive wasteland you want us all to believe you managed to grow up in since the 80's, you are worthless, dead inside with no potential to be anything other than a yellow pile of toxic guts on a table somewhere
The crowd cheers one more time
Marx: But that's Sunday night, I'm gunna finish by talking about beyond that, WCF wait till you see what's coming, wait till you see what will happen when you let this man walk down your ramp and get in your ring. Watch what happens when this face devours every single member of your locker room one after the other, lads take everything you know about yourself, your friends and your company and toss it in the fire because to hold me back from where I want to be you are gunna have to rewrite every rule, change every game and forget everything you know about pro wrestling and listen to The Devil On Your Shoulder as he uses every single one of you on his way to MONEY, FAME AND!
He lifts the mike and drops his gaze letting a tear fall from his face as he hears them say it one more time, for the last time
Crowd: IMMORTALITY!
Crowd: THIS IS PROGRESS!!! CLAP CLAP CLAP, THIS IS PROGRESS!!!
As the picture begins to fade in we get an ariel shot coming from a high placed hard cam watching a wrestling match in it's closing moments, in the ring are 2 men, one wearing blue tights with a super cuts hair do on the other side of the ring his opponent is a little shorter with black trunks and a hipster hair bun. In the bottom corner of the screen a message appears
*The footage playing is from the most recent Progress wrestling show in Camden Village London, it shows the final appearance of home talent Andrew Marx before he leaves for WCF Wrestling and a new life in the USA*
The 2 men are physically spent, the commentators sound like they have been screaming since the match started both with harsh broken voices
Commentator 1: They go at each other again throwing strikes
Commentator 2: A kick from Marx quickly followed up by a chop from Hawk
They go back and forth till Marx the man in the black trunks switches behind and goes to throw his opponent with a German suplex, Hawk lands on his feet and Marx rolls back through into a wheel barrow lifting himself up and then switching into a cutter out of nowhere, he goes to the top rope and looks out to the crowd as it chants his name and begs him not to leave, he takes to much time though and his opponent recovers and takes his legs out from underneath him sending him crotch first down onto the turn buckle, he goes to fall forwards but Hawk nails him with a perfect flash kick. With no wasted motion he jumps up delivering a no hands frankenstiener sending Marx down, he leaps to the top rope and comes off with a shooting star
Commentator 1: This has to be it!
1...
2...
3...
Commentator 2: It is! Ricky Hawk defeats Andrew Marx in his final appearance outside of WCF!
It cuts to little bit after the match and Marx is in the ring covered in streamers and toilet paper holding a mike and soaking in the crowd one more time, he lifts the mike as they all chant speech. He laughs and looks at the them all
Marx: You know since day one you people have booed me, since I walked in here and stuck my umbrella up some guy called Jack the Knife JR's ass, I have been here for 4 years making you people hate me. And to hear the chants and the love tonight it shows I do my job very very well, so now I move on, now I move onto a place where I will endeavour to make the entire damn world hate me in one way or another and I will succeed in the name of England and that sweet sweet money
The crowd cheers again
Marx: Because that's why I exist, Money! Fame!
He lifts the Mike to the crowd
Crowd: IMMORTALITY!!!!!
His music hits and he goes to leave, then he stops and looks at the microphone and steps back in the ring yelling to have the music cut off
Marx: Something just occurred to me, every word I just said you people where happy to hear, you wanted to hear it, the words meant something, when I go to America they are gunna make me stand in front of a camera or even god forbid their fans and do what I am doing right now. They are gunna make me talk about Benson and Roberts and Jesus Christ they will even make me use the words "The Rad Russian" and not one person who will hear or see it will give a shit. So instead seeing as I know who I face on Sunday night lets do this right here and now.
The crowd cheers chanting his name
Marx: Ill keep this short and sweet these people have a ladder match to get too, WCF I want you too look at something you have never seen before, I know you hear that once a week, I hear it once a week while I watch the new breed you guys put on your shows every week. So I made myself a promise, I knew I was going to say that, I have to say it because I really don't know any other way to describe myself. Don't get me wrong, I am sure you have seen everything I have in the ring before, hell its wrestling, there is no original concept, I'm not the first fuck to wear a fur coat and bring an umbrella or other weird item to the ring with them. I'm not gunna say I bring a new level of aggression, I'm not gunna say that I bring a new level of intensity, hell I wont even say I bring a new class of bastard to the WCF locker room, I don't have to say these things I simply I have to get in the ring and prove them and I will prove every single one of those statements true
He stops and listens to the crowd chant his name again
Marx: As for Benny, Roberts and Rad, I know nothing about you gentlemen, that's fine, crime works best when the victim is faceless, it means I don't have to worry, it means I don't have to pull punches or let shit slide. I can just get in the ring and commit the acts of egregious bodily harm I intend too but just for the sake of it I have prepared a statement for each one of them
He collects his words
Marx: Benson, lets start with Benson, Benson is the kinda guy I would go to with a wad of cash if I wanted to see someone bleed but didn't feel like getting my hands dirty, Benson is the kinda man who will always in some way or another be a tool for much smarter much richer men, why else would god put such a beast on earth if not to be used by the rest of us. Who knows maybe I'll use him to eliminate the Ruskie and Mr Average on Sunday night, there are many more ways than currency to get a fool to do what ever the fuck I want. Now let's talk about Mr Average
He laughs out loud and goes on
Marx: Who the fuck, seriously mate do you need some kind of head examination done? Do you understand that we are in the business of being the dog bollocks, the bees knees, the cats pyjamas NOT FUCKING NORMAL! You probably think that this little statement of blatant self deprecation will get you over with the people, people don't pay to see themselves in a wrestling ring Lee, when the big time matches come round nobody wants to see Mr Average walk to the ring for the Main Event of One, know what I mean pal?
He stops before saying the last name
Marx: Russians, fuck I hate Russians, Russians are the reason myself and my family have had to listen to so much shite in the last 100 years, this name is a curse brought upon anyone who owns it because it is stained with red and chipped into with a hammer and sickle. And trust me when you have a well known German surname from a certain period of history you don't get a lot of love even these days. And now as I make my first appearance in America, a place where I will no doubt have my name dragged through the mud by some guy who has an economics degree but none of the creativity to make it worth a shit so he wrestles. Now one of my first opponents is a fucking Russian, GOOD, great way to start a new chapter right? Rad you are a big shit I'll give you that but just like everything else that comes out of that radioactive wasteland you want us all to believe you managed to grow up in since the 80's, you are worthless, dead inside with no potential to be anything other than a yellow pile of toxic guts on a table somewhere
The crowd cheers one more time
Marx: But that's Sunday night, I'm gunna finish by talking about beyond that, WCF wait till you see what's coming, wait till you see what will happen when you let this man walk down your ramp and get in your ring. Watch what happens when this face devours every single member of your locker room one after the other, lads take everything you know about yourself, your friends and your company and toss it in the fire because to hold me back from where I want to be you are gunna have to rewrite every rule, change every game and forget everything you know about pro wrestling and listen to The Devil On Your Shoulder as he uses every single one of you on his way to MONEY, FAME AND!
He lifts the mike and drops his gaze letting a tear fall from his face as he hears them say it one more time, for the last time
Crowd: IMMORTALITY!
