Post by Mikey eXtreme on Mar 5, 2016 18:44:48 GMT -5
Time bombed
We find Mikey eXtreme in the locker room after his grueling match with Vengeance. Mikey is distraught, he is sitting on the floor rocking back and forth.
Vidalia: It’s alright, Mikey, you fought hard out there.
Mikey roars at her, causing her to jump.
Mikey eXtreme: I DIDN’T FIGHT HARD ENOUGH, Vidalia!
She lowers her head and backs away. There is an awkward silence filling the room.
Mikey eXtreme: Mikey’s America has fallen. Mikey’s America is no more. I have failed this country, and have been overthrown.
Mikey sits back against the wall behind him, his hands digging through his hair.
Mikey eXtreme: The Darkness has failed me. The Darkness cannot help me any further for I am above them. I am more important than the Darkness. I am more important than the United States. I am more important than the entire fucking WCF.
I am a God, Vidalia. I should be treated as such.
Mikey stands to his feet, his eyes look crazier than usual.
Mikey eXtreme: They think Vengeance is the United States champion? This is still my country. This is still mine. I am the supreme ruler. I AM THE KING!
You can’t take what’s mine, that easily. You cannot make me the laughing stock of the WCF. I have built that belt into what it is. Just like I did with my first United States title reign, I made that belt relevant. I made that belt the centerpiece of the WCF.
The World title? Let Joey Flash play with that toy. Let Wade Moor play with that toy. Let these clowns have their fun, because if I wanted that belt, it would be in my back pocket. Let these boys play with their toys.
The United States title is the only belt that matters to me. MY United States belt will be returned to me. It is mine, and I feel bad for the poor soul that has to step inside the ring with me on Slam. I feel bad for what I’m about to do to them.
But, that’s what they’ve signed up for. That’s what they’ve agreed to by allowing themselves to be put in a match with me, the TRUE United States champion.
Mikey sits there, laughing like a maniac.
Mikey eXtreme: Vengeance brought it tonight, I will say that, but he didn’t bring me to the brink. He didn’t bring enough to show me that he deserves to be the United States champion. He didn’t prove anything to me.
Mikey pulls Vidalia close to him.
Mikey eXtreme: Together, we will rule this world, Vi.
She gives him a weird look, not quite understanding how his mood has changed so quickly. Mikey is laughing even harder now than he was a few moments ago.
Mikey eXtreme: We will get my belt back. We will have full control over the United States. Hell, I’ll go grab every other belt in this company and be known as the WCF champion if I really wanted to.
Mikey’s mood changes once more.
Mikey eXtreme: It’s the US title that I want. That I need. That I crave. That has been stolen from me.
It’s the US title that I can feel. That I will once again hold. That I will once again call my own. I am the greatest United States champion in the history of the WCF and I will let it be known that I am getting my belt back. There is NOTHING that Vengeance can do. There is NO way that he is going to beat me again.
I will make sure of it. I will make sure that he is eradicated from the United States title picture scene and that he is NEVER allowed back inside MY country ever again.
Mikey lets out an over the top scream (to the extreme).
The Toy Store
Mikey is seen standing inside of a Toys R Us, he is in the WCF aisle looking at action figures.
Mikey eXtreme: What the hell is this shit?
Mikey holds a Vengeance action figure.
Mikey eXtreme: Throw this shit in the trash where it belongs.
Mikey tosses the toy down the aisle and picks up another action figure.
Mikey eXtreme: Ah, Gemini Battle, this is a cool looking figure.
Mikey drops it into the cart and keeps walking.
Mikey eXtreme: Where the hell is my figure?
Mikey is looking up and down the aisle and then a replica US title catches his eye.
Mikey eXtreme: MY BELT!
Mikey grabs the belt and brings it close to his chest.
Mikey eXtreme: This belt, right here, is my belt. This is the only one that matters. THIS is my United States championship.
Vidalia: Mikey, that’s a toy.
Mikey shoots her a harsh look.
Mikey eXtreme: My belt is not a toy, Vidalia. My belt makes me who I am, it makes me the monster that I am, the KING that I am.
This belt,
Mikey points to it, it’s still in the box.
Mikey eXtreme: This belt is the most prestigious title in the entire wrestling world. It’s the greatest single achievement anyone can get inside that wrestling ring, and it’s mine. It will ALWAYS be mine.
No matter what happens, no matter who may or may not beat me inside that ring. When it’s all said and done and the dust settles, I’ll be standing at the top with my belt in my hand.
Mikey raises the box above his head.
Mikey eXtreme: I am the true United States champion. I am the true GOD of America. When a young child has to write his history report, I want him to write about me,. TO write about the greatest leader that America has ever had. The greatest leader that the world has ever seen.
America has reached new levels since I became champion, and it will only be able to continue reaching levels at this pace if I am the champion. I am key to the rise of this country. I am what this country needs. I am what this country will get once again, mark my words.
I will carry this belt with me to symbolize that I am the true United States champion. That I am AMERICA through and through.
They can’t take this belt from me. They can’t tell me that I am not the champion of America, because they’re all morons. They have no right to tell me that I cannot be the United States champion, and thus, I will continue to be the champion.
Mikey is approached by a Toys R Us employee.
Man: Excuse me, sir, you’re going to have to stop throwing the toys.
Mikey slaps the man in his face.
Mikey eXtreme: Don’t talk to your King like that, you insignificant servant.
The man is rubbing the side of his face as Mikey begins to walk away humming the tune of the Star Spangled Banner.
A Vulgar display of eXtreme
Mikey eXtreme: Fuck you, Vulgar. You stupid son of a bitch.
Mikey is looking into the mirror of his hotel room.
Mikey eXtreme: Out of all the pieces of shit this company has to offer, they throw me in the ring with this fool?
Mikey laughs.
Mikey eXtreme: They must want to keep me well rested. They must want to make sure that I stay healthy and come off with a win following the biggest upset in the history of WCF.
That’s fine, a tune up match. I’ll take it.
Mikey looks deeper into the mirror.
Mikey eXtreme: Or maybe this isn’t a gift from the WCF. Maybe I have been chosen to destroy Vulgar. To end his life right in the middle of that ring. To slaughter him in front of the entire WCF galaxy. In front of the entire world, live on Slam.
Wouldn’t that be something? If Mikey eXtreme slaughtered and murdered someone right in front of the world?
Mikey turns away from the mirror.
Mikey eXtreme: Fucking Vulgar?
Mikey doesn’t even give a fuck about this match.
Mikey eXtreme: You’ve got to be kidding me. I deserve to be in the main event and they have me one on one with some circle jerker in the middle of the card? Are you serious?
VULGAR?!
This is worse than the two times they made me beat the shit out of Adam Young. This is worse than the time they made me fight the United States champion, the Hardcore champion, and the People’s champion in three back to back weeks.
This is worse than the time I had to team up with Katherine Phoenix.
Mikey sits down, grabbing his bottle of Jack. He takes a swig.
Mikey eXtreme: God, I hope that never has to happen again.
Mikey takes another big swig.
Mikey eXtreme: Or I’m going to need another drink.
Mikey laughs. He takes another swig.
Mikey eXtreme: Vulgar, huh? I guess I’ll just have to slap him around like the little bitch that he is. What’s a few more scars for him? I’ll chop him up and down that ring and pin him.
That’s it. Just slap him around like a little bitch and pin him.
Yeah, that sounds good.
Mikey sits back in his seat.
Mikey eXtreme: Vulgar? Fuck, why don’t they just slap me in the ring with Reginald Dampshaw again, or Celeste, or fuck,, even Logan? All these other fucking jobbers they can throw me in with? Fuck, just throw them all at me. All of them at once and put Vulgar right in the middle and I’ll beat the ever living shit out of all of them.
Send them back to their respected parents in a box. Hell, maybe I’ll even put their parents in a box too. Fuck them all.
Mikey takes the last swig of his whiskey.
Mikey eXtreme: Fuck off!
Mikey throws the bottle, it smashes against the wall.
The scene fades.
The Interview
Mikey is holding his toy replica of the United States championship. Hank looks at him and then begins to speak.
Hank Brown: Mr. eXtreme, I’d like to thank you for your run as the United States champion, it was an honor to watch.
Mikey raises an eyebrow.
Mikey eXtreme: Hank, I am still the champion. Do you see this belt? DO YOU SEE MY BELT?
Hank laughs, thinking Mikey is telling some sort of joke.
Hank Brown: Good one, Mikey!
Mikey inches himself closer to Hank, getting nose to nose with him. It’s at this point that Hank realizes that Mikey is not joking around. It’s at this point that Hank remembers that Mikey is literally insane.
Hank Brown: I’m referring to your title run, it’s a good one.
Mikey pulls away, a smile on his face.
Mikey eXtreme: Thank you, Hank-a-ford.
Hank Brown: Hank-a-ford?
Mikey eXtreme: Isn’t that your full name? Isn’t that what Hank is short for?
Hank Brown: Uh, no. Some think that Hank is a nickname for the name Henry, but my legal name is just Hank.
Mikey eXtreme: So, where did I get Hank-a-ford from? You saying I made it up? Are you saying that I’m some kind of idiot?
Mikey tenses up a bit, as does Hank.
Hank Brown: No, sir. Let’s just get to the questions, okay? How are you coping with… you know what lets just skip that one for now.
Hank takes a deep breath.
Hank Brown: Your thoughts on Vulgar?
Mikey eXtreme: He’s nothing, Hank. This match is a fucking joke, and the WCF has put me in it. What does that say about me? This is an insult to everything that I stand for. For everything that I have ever done in this company. For them to treat me this way is a slap in my face.
Mikey gets even angrier, he looks into the camera.
Mikey eXtreme: Fuck you, Vulgar.
Mikey lifts up his replica belt into the air.
Mikey eXtreme: Get on my level, Vulgar.. and when you fail, let Vengeance know that he’s not on my level either.
Mikey gets up and walks away as Hank is sitting there speechless.
