Post by Sarah Twilight on May 22, 2016 16:51:06 GMT -5
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The following is a paid ... somewhat political advertisement and does not reflect the views or opinions of Seth Lerch or the WCF.
The following program contains scenes and references to Dag Riddik. If you are as easily bored, uninterested and and turned off by that mundane gnome as we are ... viewer discretion is advised.
With the disclaimers out of the way the black warning screen fades away slowly and it is replaced by grainy, dated footage which begins to air first in black and white.
"1929"
The depiction is that of the United States' Great Depression, where various families are lined up for food, medical services and any kind of aid that the government can offer them. The despair and complete calamity of it all perfectly illustrated with each solemn image of Americans at their most desperate.
"1941"
The images flash in and out and are rapidly replaced by various major events in United States, and World history. The bombing of Pearl Harbor in great detail. Images of Kamikaze pilots nose diving themselves into the naval base are graphic and fully illustrated in the scenes provides. The U.S. involvement in World War II flashes by. Images of the battle of Normandy and Allied forces storming the beaches ... the WWII images finalize with the atomic blast at Hiroshima.
"1963"
The Assassination of John F. Kennedy is the next historical set of images to flash across the screen. Again, the content is graphic as a clear image of the back of JFK's head being blown off haunt every viewer who had witnessed it then and whom are witnessing it now.
"1989"
We flash again to images of President Ronald Reagan delivering his speech directed at Mikhail Gorbachev "Tear down that wall!" This is immediately followed by images of the demolition of the Berlin wall and the flood of people rushing through it upon destruction. Joy and happiness of the progress made.
"2001"
Perhaps the most horrific of imagery to be displayed in this series of historic events. One that every person in WCF would remember vividly. The news footage images of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center from September 11th 2001 are depicted. Images of people jumping from the towers to avoid being consumed by the inferno blazing within, and ultimately the collapse of both towers as witnessed by millions on that horrible day. The last image of this scene is the placement of the American flag at ground zero, still waving in glory despite the heinous attack.
Narrative Voice: Over the course of our brief history as a nation we have had triumphs, we have faced loss, and we have overcome. These moments have shaped history and have defined us as a nation ...
"2016"
We are now treated with current events. Live news coverage of the ever important and pressing issue as to whether or not a man can use a woman's bathroom. A large gathering of the LBGT community stands in protest outside of Virginia's State Capital building to fight for the ever pressing rights of the small minority of people who identify as transgender. There in front of this huge crowd of protesters with their picket signs and gay pride tee shirts is a man who is dressed up as the Travelocity Roaming Gnome. He has a megaphone in his hands and he is chanting, riling up the crowd. In fact ... he really looks a lot like Dag Riddik.
"Dag": NIGGERS, SPICS, DYKES, FAGS! BURN THEM ALL AND VOTE FOR DAG! NIGGERS, SPICS, DYKES, FAGS! BURN THEM ALL AND VOTE FOR DAG!
The footage cuts out here ... because, no one needs to see Dag Riddik shouting offensive slurs in an attempt to try and make himself relevant.
Narrative Voice: Dag Riddik ... he claims to be a racist and communist..
Narrative Voice: Yet he's been ...
Narrative Voice: Yes, we all remember Dag Cooper ... as unbearable as that may be ...
~Dag Riddik ... finding you discount flights and hotels wherever you may roam!~
Narrative Voice: Since his debut to the WCF in late 2015, Dag Riddik has insisted that he is a nationalist, yet his actions would show otherwise. Upon actually winning a match for once and becoming the WCF International Champion, Riddik repeatedly refused to defend his championship and ultimately ducked every challenge he was faced with using his Inernational status as an excuse. Nationalist who favors International standard over the country he lives in? Is this a man we should trust to carry on the prestigous lineage of WCF Classic Winners? I think not!
FACT: Dag Riddik still carries around the International Championship despite it not being a recognized championship in WCF. ... Let that sink in for a moment. Seth Lerch, the Owner of WCF and admitted member of The Family as of May 8th 2016 does not recognize the championship held by one of his own stabelemates. Man, it must completely suck to be Dag Coope- I mean Dag Riddik. #IHOP
The preceeding message was paid for by The United Coalition to stop Travelocity from infecting WCF with bland hate material in an attempt to get a cheap pop. It has been sponsored by the International House of Pancakes, Donald Trump, the country of Norway, and Vin Diesel. This was a paid advertisement.
Finally, we see The Mistress of Mischief appear on camera. Her flowing locks of red hair draping down over her shoulders. Emerald Green eyes sparkling with devious intent. A backdrop behind her is blue with white stars and is displayed to appear as every political ad appears. Sarah stands prominently in front of the backdrop and looks straight at the cameras.
Sarah: I'm Sarah Twilight and I approve this message!
We fade to black.
“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.” - Sun Tzu
Friday, May 20th 2016
Roanoke, Virginia
The Hotel Roanoke and Conference Center
2:31PM EST
Our scene begins in the main lobby of one of the city's most luxurious hotels. We see Sarah Twilight, busy on her cell phone as she walks past the indoor atrium oasis as her heels clatter on the pristine marble flooring beneath her. Her gorgeous emerald eyes glancing around to notice the intricately detailed renaissance mural that was hand crafted into the high vaulted dome ceiling above as she carries on her conversation. Sarah's flawless red hair whips freely behind her as she quickly navigates her way toward the lobby exit and out into the city. Sarah is wearing a purple crop top covered by a laced black button over, a pair of dark navy blue hip hugger denim jeans and perfectly shined black calf cut leather boots. This is of course accompanied by her sterling silver pentacle charm which she always wore. The Mistress of Mischief is grinning ear to ear as she speaks on the phone. The fact that she was in Roanoke instead of Reading just a few days before Slam probably had something to do with her devilish grin.
Sarah: Alright, give me the information. I know YOU of all people would know how to get in contact with people about gay rights.
Sarah places the phone on speaker as she exits the lobby and briskly walks toward a waiting limousine. The chauffeur opens the rear door to allow her entry before moving around to the front to return to the driver's seat. Sarah listens to the response over the phone as she instructs the driver on her destination.
Sarah: University of Virginia.
The voice on the other end of the phone responds at the same time this is going on and we can recognize it as Sarah's former friend and tag team partner, Lilith.
Lilith: Yes of course Sare bear. The number for the Equality Virginia is ... errrm (804) 643-4816.
Sarah: Good. Now to do a little charity work on behalf of our good friend Dag.
She cackles evilly, however Lilith seems to be a bit confused by her statement.
Lilith: Uhmmm ... why would Dag want to talk to the Gay Rights people? Doesn't he hate them?
Sarah shakes her head smirking a bit as she listens to Lilith's question. Rather than try to explain things to her, Sarah simply reminds her of her other task for the week.
Sarah: Nevermind that, just make sure you're in Reading early on Sunday, got it?
Lilith: You got it sexy! I can't WAIT to cuddle and ...
Sarah hangs up the phone as Lilith's talk of affection didn't interest her. Instead she dials the number that was provided to her and after a few moments someone answers. The phone is no longer on speaker mode after Sarah's abrupt hang up on Lilith.
Sarah: Yes hello, I'm calling to organize a public display gathering for the LBGT movement. We want to make a statement to the state of Virginia regarding recent policy decisions.
There is a pause as the person on the other end of the phone responds.
Sarah: Great! The organizer of the event is a television personality, so we expect a huge amount of media exposure from this. Dag Riddik ... professional wrestler. I'm calling on his behalf. He currently commissions the Roanoke Gay Rights movement and is a staunch supporter of the LBGT community. In fact, he wants to hold this display in front of his own home here in Roanoke.
Another pause as there is some more discussion on the other end of the line.
Sarah: Yes of course the address is (bleep) (bleep)(bleep) Avenue, Roanoke Virginia, 24018. And his phone number is (540) (bleep) (bleep) 37. Oh, he'll be very pleased with the turnout. I have to stress that we want this to be a HUGE event. He wants every LBGT activist in the state to attend. We need to make a statement. Dag Riddik will not stand for the oppression and discrimination of the gay community. I'm talking flyers, advertisements ... anything we can do to promote this.
For various reasons, most importantly WCF liability, Dag Riddik's address and phone number are censored out. The conversation continues.
Sarah: How soon can we get this going?
Another pause.
Sarah: We were thinking ... this Sunday. I realize that's hardly notice but ... Oh? You can get that kind of turnout in forty eight hours? Wonderful!
Sarah nods her head a few times as she listens to the final bits of information provided to her.
Sarah: Well thank you very much. I am certain Dag will be thrilled!
She hangs up the phone as she begins laughing hysterically at the prospect of thousands of gay rights activists gathering at Dag's house. Just then, the limousine arrives at her current destination, The University of Virginia. The vehicle comes to a stop and Sarah is let out from the back by the driver. She heads into the administrative wing of the University and makes her way to the reception area. The receptionist at the desk looks up to notice the redhead and greets her.
Receptionist: May I help you?
Sarah: I have an appointment with ... Mr. Woods.
Receptionist: Name?
Sarah: Sarah Twilight.
Receptionist: One moment.
She picks up the phone and dials one of the keys connecting the entire administration via the in house phone system and after a moment or so she queries the person on the other end.
Receptionist: I have a ... Sarah Twilight to see you. ... Alright.
She hangs up the phone and points to the hallway to her left.
Receptionist: Last door on the right hand side. Can't miss it.
Sarah nods and makes her way down the hall, approaching the door at the end of the hall on the right. On the door it reads:
"Joseph Woods - State of Virginia Board of Education - NAACP Chapter IV"
Sarah knocks on the door once before entering. As she does, she is greeted by a large, distinguished looking African American man who is dressed in a light grey suit, white collared shirt and red tie. He stands from behind his desk and offers his hand out to Sarah. The two shake and he motions for Sarah to have a seat which she does.
Mr. Woods: I have to say, it was refreshing to learn that after all these years and all the obstacles, that someone from your very organization wishes to make such a large donation to help my young brothers and sisters further their education.
Sarah: I agree, as does my client.
She reaches into her back pocket where she placed a folded manilla envelope. She places it on the desk.
Sarah: All of the appropriate paperwork is there. Mr. Riddik is more than happy to donate a great portion of his earnings to help those less fortunate. He has always been a champion of civil rights and wishes only propserity for the African American community.
Mr. Woods: I've not heard of this Riddik fellow before. How long has he been an activist for the cause?
Sarah: Oh for quite some time.
Mr. Woods takes the envelope casually as they speak. He opens it up and reviews the contents which are filled out under Dag Riddik's name as a promisary note to direct a large sum of $200,000 to the NAACP colleg fund for black Americans. Included is a direct letter addressed to Seth Lerch himself, which requests that these funds be immediately deducted from his contracted salary and allocated to the organization. There are a few areas on this form that Mr. Woods has to fill out as well. He looks everything over and seems very pleased.
Mr. Woods: I can't thank you enough. I regret not being able to meet with Mr. Riddik himself, but I assure you that he will be recognized as a true philanthropist for the black community throughout Virginia.
Sarah has to fight the urge to grin wickedly in front of the man. But on the inside, she is grinning ear to ear.
Sarah: That is absolutely perfect. I am sure he will be ... beyond words.
Mr. Woods smiles and stands again to shake Sarah's hand. She does so with pleasure knowing the chaos that she was causing for Dag.
Mr. Woods: This has been a pleasure, Sarah. I'll get to work on this paperwork right away and have it faxed over to Mr. Lerch right away.
Sarah: Excellent. I ... we cant wait.
Sarah turns to exit and as her face is away from Mr. Woods, the sly, caniving features on her face finally reveal themselves as she can no longer contain the absolute glee she was feeling over completely ruining Dag in his home state. Our scene fades out.
Sunday, May 22nd 2016
Reading, Pennsylvania
Santander Arena
3:08PM EST
We open up backstage at the Santander Arena where Sarah Twilight paces back and forth near the entrance to the parking garage. She checks her phone for the time a few times over as she impatiently waits for something ... or someone. The absolutely gorgeous redhead is dressed in a pair of light blue denim jeans that hug the curves of her toned calves and shapely hips. A matching jacket remains unbuttoned and brings its trim just above her waist line, complimenting her black crop top. She wears a pair of black Nike sneakers with white swoosh and trim and of course, her silver pentacle charm dangles freely from her neck. She has a WCF camera man waiting with her as something was about to go down. Finally, after all of the waiting, Lilith arrives with a large duffel bag. She enters through the parking garage and looks completely delighted to see Sarah.
Lilith: You look ... amazing!
Sarah: Did you get the right bag?
Lilith: ... Yes. You told me to grab the biggest one from your trunk so I did.
Sarah: Good, come on, we don't have a lot of time here.
Lilith: What are we even doing?
Sarah grabs the duffel bag and starts down the corridor toward the main locker room area.
Sarah: Having some fun. It's been a long fucking time since I've had any.
Lilith shrugs but smiles big and happily follows Sarah down the corridor. The two of them approach the main locker area and Sarah looks around, noticing what she was looking for.
Sarah: Here!
They move toward the room in question which was labeled "The Family". Sarah carefully peeks around the corner to make sure that no one was entering or exiting the room. She hears a few voices and keeps careful watch on what was going on. The door to the locker room opens as Seth Lerch, Logan and Dag Riddik exit and begin down the hall. They are talking and laughing about whatever they were discussing at the time. When they get to the end of the hall and turn the corner, disappearing out of view, Sarah motions Lilith.
Sarah: Alright we're clear.
The two women enter the room which is pretty standard ... considering that this was the locker room for the owner of WCF, the world Champion ... and a garden gnome. A few benches line up in front of the lockers and there are two gym bags on them. After rifling through them both, Sarah is easily able to figure out which one is Dag's just based on the rank smeel of homeless person, as well as the fact that Dag's very bland and very boring wrestling gear was placed inside of it along with many of his personal items. Sarah reaches into the duffel bag she'd brought with her and removes a pair of latex gloves, placing them over her hands before she carefully removes Dag's wrestling gear from his bag. Once the gear is out, she hands the bag to Lilith.
Sarah: Dump the rest of that shit into the trash.
Lilith nods and does so happily. Dag's car keys, a few pictures his passport to travel out of country with WCF and various other items of his are emptied into the trash can. Lilith hands the bag back to Sarah and looks giddy with excitement. The WCF cameraman keep rolling as he waits to see what is going to happen next.
Lilith: What are we doing? This seems like so much fun!
Sarah: Oh it will be ... trust me.
Lilith: Yaaaaayyyyyy!
Sarah reaches into the duffel bag she'd brought and removes a large stack of what appear to be bumper stickers. She places them into Dag's gym bag along with some political buttons. The bumper stickers and buttons have various phrases on them, though they all do depict the same basic message.
"I'M READY FOR HILLARY!"
"HILLARY FOR PRESIDENT 2016"
"I <3 HILLARY."
Sarah: I'm sure our resident Democrat lover will enjoy seeing this right before match time.
Lilith looks down at the stickers and buttons and begins laughing.
Lilith: Ahahahahahahahahaahahahaha! Dag is voting for HER? Ahahahahahaha that's hilarious!
It was apparent that Lilith was lost on the situation. Sarah shakes her head and continues to place some items in Dag's bag. The next set of items were various rainbow colored pins and some literature on LBGT pride. Even a few rainbow streamers are draped over the ends of Dag's gym bag for effect.
Sarah: Remember now, Dag loves the fags!
Sarah cackles and Lilith is beyond losing it here. Just having heard Sarah say that she can't stop laughing.. Sarah of course isn't finished yet as she places a large book right next to Dag's duffel bag, with a bookmark in place and all. The title of the book "Learning to Speak Spanish To Accomodate Our Latino Immigrant Community."
Sarah: And now the finishing touches ...
Sarah reaches into the bag once again and what she removes from it has Lilith GASP.
Lilith: What?! You ... I ...
Sarah: What so-called Atheist would be complete without one of these?
Sarah has a very large King James Version of the HOLY BIBLE and she places it directly into Dag's gym bag presented in a way that all of the Hillary stickers and gay rights paraphernalia seemed to centerpiece it. The idea of Sarah Twilight of ALL people holding a bible is too much for Lilith to take as she can almost SEE the holy glow from the book and hear a chorus of angels hum in harmony as the righteous book is placed into Dag's gym bag.
Sarah: See, Dag is a bit more concerned about how people view him than he is with actually wrestling. So long as he looks a certain way ... he feels content and complacent. We're going to turn that a bit upside down for him. I wonder what Seth .. or Logan will think when they find his belongings. The Family ... might not be more than distant cousins after that.
Lilith: You are soooo evil ... it turns me on.
Sarah: Enough with that ... come on it's almost time.
Lilith: Time for ... what?
Sarah switches on the small television set that was in the corner of the locker room. She switches the channel to ... FOX NEWS, as she was certain Dag would be watching it in Seth's office as Seth and Logan actually discussed important things like ... WCF. And sure enough, Fox, like every other news station was covering the breaking story out of Roanoke, Virginia. The WCF cameras focus in on the television screen as the reporter stands there Live! in front of a HUGE crowd of people. Signs reading "LBGT's LOVE DAG" and "DAG LIVES MATTER" were among the signs being held by the crowd which was clearly made up of gay rights activists as well as a large portion of African Americans.
News Reporter: It has been quite a display of unity and pride her in Roanoke this evening as thousands of activists for the LBGT community as well as those representing the Black Lives Matter movement have gathered here at the home of professional wrestler Dag Riddik in support of his campaign as a human rights activist. Reports have indicated that Riddik, an admitted homosexual organized the event to bring awareness of the continued oppression and discrimination of the LBGT community. The event has been sponsored and operated by Eqaulity Virginia who commend Riddik for being and I quote "a supportive celebrity face to represent the gay community as a whole." and " When people think about gay rights, they are going to think about Dag Riddik. He is so courageous for coming out this strongly at a time when we need it the most." a spokeperson for the group stated.
Additionally, Black Lives Matter activists have also gathered here after it was reported that Riddik donated more than half of his salary to the NAACP to further education for African Americans. The gesture has garnered the attention of various civil rights activists including Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson. Sharpton was quoted as saying "Dag Riddik is the perfect example of what a white man should be in this climate of racial tension. He checked his priviledge and he focused his wallet on giving back where it's needed." Others have called Riddik a champion of the black community who will forever be associated with embracing minorities. The move by Riddik has however sparked some controversy as organizations such as the Ku Klux Klan and the Aryan Nation have dennounced Riddik, calling him impure and a disgrace to the white race.
The footage continues and Sarah is just enjoying every moment of it as she can imagine Dag ripping out his own hair at this very moment watching his life crumble before him. All of the false hate, his entire facade had been replaced by another facade ... more effectively than his own. We fade out here.
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I've had my fun and games. I've exposed every facet of your ridiculous existence. You do not know who you are Dag. You joined us doing nothing more than screaming obscenities to get yourself noticed. When that failed to garner the attention you sought, you immersed yourself with the faux persona of Dag Cooper ... with a failed Family that broke apart at the seems before it even began. And now you stand before us as this pseudo-intellectual, believing that by using multi syllable words in your speech will somehow make you appear to be someone of value. It simply does not work that way.
Your every moves has been a farce since the very beginning. You are not filled with the hatred that you claim. You are not a racist or a homophobe because that is who you are, you only have become those things to reflect the appearance of power. You have no talent, you have no distinction and you have no direction. You aren't sure what will work for you, so you try them all. You do not hate all that you claim, you claim to hate because you hope that will mask the fact that you are a mediocre performer. You have not done well here, Dag. You walk around with a championship belt that has no more worth to it than something a kid in the sixteenth row bought from the souvenir stands.
I do not believe your hate, because you do not believe it. I believe in your facade as much as I believe you to be a wrestler ... you are not. You haven't come here to do anything. You pretend to push a political agenda and some bigoted views but why? Because that is the only way someone like Dag Riddik gets noticed. You look like you belong foraging dumpsters out back, your performances in the ring are the equivalent to that of a janitor trying to perform electrical work. You jolt yourself time and time again, and each time you fail to realize that adding another mask ... another layer of "hate" does not undo your failures.
You have much mouth and not much of anything else ... least of all wrestling ability. You can spout all of the nonsense that you wish to attempt to create some controversy and all that will earn you in the end is twitter arguments with people who are riddled with boredom enough to engage you.
The very fabric of who you pretend to be has been unraveled in one fell swoop. Choosing to be politically incorrect all of the time in order to get a reaction does not equate to having the ability or the endurance to compete in the ring with me. You are nothing more than a sad, pathetic little boy trapped in a man's body. You do not know who you are, and you do not know me. The masks you wear will not protect you from the beating that you will receive at my hands.
It has been said that those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it and you have made this very mistake. There was, at one time a man who competed here in the WCF named Eric Price ... misogynistic, condescending, full of self arrogance. He too believed that his stance and his position were enough to overcome a war with me. He too found himself slated to compete with me in the first round of the WCF Classic. And yet for all his words ... for all of his effort to present himself as something that he was not ... he failed. You will fail just the same because you are blind and you are incapable of recognizing that you simply not as important as you believe that you are. You have been living this charade for the better part of your time here and it comes to an end.
I am, and have always been everything that I have said that I am. I am THEE most dangerous woman in professional wrestling. I am your measuring stick and you just don't measure up. Understand that you have been sentenced to this by your own accord. Seth himself does not give this to you as a test ... he already knows you will fail.
When all is said and done ... you will understand what true hatred is. You will understand what suffering and pain really are. When you look into my eyes just before that bell rings you will be consumed with the knowledge that there is no chance for you. For I do not need to target any one group of people and harken my hatred for them. I care not for anyone ... and my allegiance is with no one. Your hatred is superficial ... it is nothing more than an exterior shield to hide the frightened boy who hides behind it. My hatred ... it runs deep. You should have done your homework. The lives that I have permanently scarred ... the people whom I have mutilated in the middle of the ring ... that list runs long.
I do not require a facade nor the use of misdirection in order for people to believe who I am and what I am capable of. You can bring your hatred of queers, negros and whatever else you want. I don't give a shit about your pitiful excuse for a personality. Read Shakespeare to me and try and prove to everyone that you are an intelligent man. I don't give a shit about the extent of your vocabulary.
Someone of true intelligence would understand that they are stepping into the fight of their life ... one from which the shall not return unscathed. The wounds that I will leave upon you will not only be physical ... they will run far deeper because I will strip your of your false dignity, your false pride and your false bravado. I will leave you exposed in the center of that ring for the entire world to see. The shell of a man that you are is the only thing that will be left when I RIP every layer of your exterior facade away.
You may fool some ... you may even fool yourself into believing that you are capable ... or that you are ready. You do not fool me Dag. I know my enemy as well as I know myself. I see the cracks in your armor. I know where to strike you. You will step into that ring with your guard down because you do not understand the threat that awaits you. You underestimate me. That mistake will prove to be a fatal one.
Ask yourself one last question ... where was your "Family" when this happened to you? Why did neither Logan nor Seth prepare you for your own excecution? Logan knows what happens when you trifle with me ... as does Seth. They are both first hand observers into the barbaric, sadistic acts I have carried out and yet they send you in like a blind sheep prepared for slaughter. Perhaps Dag, they wish to remove the dead weight. Perhaps your name has been positioned on the chopping block because you offer nothing of value to Seth or to Logan. This is why your "championship" is a trinket after all. Seth does not see a champion when he looks at you ... he sees a liability. One that is going to be handled swiftly tonight.
As the night draws to a close ... you will find yourself embraced by the gay community. Hillary supporters far and wide will solicit you for their cause and blacks everywhere will benefit from your charity. In the end, you will find yourself figuratively ... and then quite LITERALLY ... in the Twilight Zone!
End Feed.
The following is a paid ... somewhat political advertisement and does not reflect the views or opinions of Seth Lerch or the WCF.
The following program contains scenes and references to Dag Riddik. If you are as easily bored, uninterested and and turned off by that mundane gnome as we are ... viewer discretion is advised.
With the disclaimers out of the way the black warning screen fades away slowly and it is replaced by grainy, dated footage which begins to air first in black and white.
"1929"
The depiction is that of the United States' Great Depression, where various families are lined up for food, medical services and any kind of aid that the government can offer them. The despair and complete calamity of it all perfectly illustrated with each solemn image of Americans at their most desperate.
"1941"
The images flash in and out and are rapidly replaced by various major events in United States, and World history. The bombing of Pearl Harbor in great detail. Images of Kamikaze pilots nose diving themselves into the naval base are graphic and fully illustrated in the scenes provides. The U.S. involvement in World War II flashes by. Images of the battle of Normandy and Allied forces storming the beaches ... the WWII images finalize with the atomic blast at Hiroshima.
"1963"
The Assassination of John F. Kennedy is the next historical set of images to flash across the screen. Again, the content is graphic as a clear image of the back of JFK's head being blown off haunt every viewer who had witnessed it then and whom are witnessing it now.
"1989"
We flash again to images of President Ronald Reagan delivering his speech directed at Mikhail Gorbachev "Tear down that wall!" This is immediately followed by images of the demolition of the Berlin wall and the flood of people rushing through it upon destruction. Joy and happiness of the progress made.
"2001"
Perhaps the most horrific of imagery to be displayed in this series of historic events. One that every person in WCF would remember vividly. The news footage images of the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center from September 11th 2001 are depicted. Images of people jumping from the towers to avoid being consumed by the inferno blazing within, and ultimately the collapse of both towers as witnessed by millions on that horrible day. The last image of this scene is the placement of the American flag at ground zero, still waving in glory despite the heinous attack.
Narrative Voice: Over the course of our brief history as a nation we have had triumphs, we have faced loss, and we have overcome. These moments have shaped history and have defined us as a nation ...
"2016"
We are now treated with current events. Live news coverage of the ever important and pressing issue as to whether or not a man can use a woman's bathroom. A large gathering of the LBGT community stands in protest outside of Virginia's State Capital building to fight for the ever pressing rights of the small minority of people who identify as transgender. There in front of this huge crowd of protesters with their picket signs and gay pride tee shirts is a man who is dressed up as the Travelocity Roaming Gnome. He has a megaphone in his hands and he is chanting, riling up the crowd. In fact ... he really looks a lot like Dag Riddik.
"Dag": NIGGERS, SPICS, DYKES, FAGS! BURN THEM ALL AND VOTE FOR DAG! NIGGERS, SPICS, DYKES, FAGS! BURN THEM ALL AND VOTE FOR DAG!
The footage cuts out here ... because, no one needs to see Dag Riddik shouting offensive slurs in an attempt to try and make himself relevant.
Narrative Voice: Dag Riddik ... he claims to be a racist and communist..
Narrative Voice: Yet he's been ...
Narrative Voice: Yes, we all remember Dag Cooper ... as unbearable as that may be ...
~Dag Riddik ... finding you discount flights and hotels wherever you may roam!~
Narrative Voice: Since his debut to the WCF in late 2015, Dag Riddik has insisted that he is a nationalist, yet his actions would show otherwise. Upon actually winning a match for once and becoming the WCF International Champion, Riddik repeatedly refused to defend his championship and ultimately ducked every challenge he was faced with using his Inernational status as an excuse. Nationalist who favors International standard over the country he lives in? Is this a man we should trust to carry on the prestigous lineage of WCF Classic Winners? I think not!
FACT: Dag Riddik still carries around the International Championship despite it not being a recognized championship in WCF. ... Let that sink in for a moment. Seth Lerch, the Owner of WCF and admitted member of The Family as of May 8th 2016 does not recognize the championship held by one of his own stabelemates. Man, it must completely suck to be Dag Coope- I mean Dag Riddik. #IHOP
The preceeding message was paid for by The United Coalition to stop Travelocity from infecting WCF with bland hate material in an attempt to get a cheap pop. It has been sponsored by the International House of Pancakes, Donald Trump, the country of Norway, and Vin Diesel. This was a paid advertisement.
Finally, we see The Mistress of Mischief appear on camera. Her flowing locks of red hair draping down over her shoulders. Emerald Green eyes sparkling with devious intent. A backdrop behind her is blue with white stars and is displayed to appear as every political ad appears. Sarah stands prominently in front of the backdrop and looks straight at the cameras.
Sarah: I'm Sarah Twilight and I approve this message!
We fade to black.
“If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.” - Sun Tzu
Friday, May 20th 2016
Roanoke, Virginia
The Hotel Roanoke and Conference Center
2:31PM EST
Our scene begins in the main lobby of one of the city's most luxurious hotels. We see Sarah Twilight, busy on her cell phone as she walks past the indoor atrium oasis as her heels clatter on the pristine marble flooring beneath her. Her gorgeous emerald eyes glancing around to notice the intricately detailed renaissance mural that was hand crafted into the high vaulted dome ceiling above as she carries on her conversation. Sarah's flawless red hair whips freely behind her as she quickly navigates her way toward the lobby exit and out into the city. Sarah is wearing a purple crop top covered by a laced black button over, a pair of dark navy blue hip hugger denim jeans and perfectly shined black calf cut leather boots. This is of course accompanied by her sterling silver pentacle charm which she always wore. The Mistress of Mischief is grinning ear to ear as she speaks on the phone. The fact that she was in Roanoke instead of Reading just a few days before Slam probably had something to do with her devilish grin.
Sarah: Alright, give me the information. I know YOU of all people would know how to get in contact with people about gay rights.
Sarah places the phone on speaker as she exits the lobby and briskly walks toward a waiting limousine. The chauffeur opens the rear door to allow her entry before moving around to the front to return to the driver's seat. Sarah listens to the response over the phone as she instructs the driver on her destination.
Sarah: University of Virginia.
The voice on the other end of the phone responds at the same time this is going on and we can recognize it as Sarah's former friend and tag team partner, Lilith.
Lilith: Yes of course Sare bear. The number for the Equality Virginia is ... errrm (804) 643-4816.
Sarah: Good. Now to do a little charity work on behalf of our good friend Dag.
She cackles evilly, however Lilith seems to be a bit confused by her statement.
Lilith: Uhmmm ... why would Dag want to talk to the Gay Rights people? Doesn't he hate them?
Sarah shakes her head smirking a bit as she listens to Lilith's question. Rather than try to explain things to her, Sarah simply reminds her of her other task for the week.
Sarah: Nevermind that, just make sure you're in Reading early on Sunday, got it?
Lilith: You got it sexy! I can't WAIT to cuddle and ...
Sarah hangs up the phone as Lilith's talk of affection didn't interest her. Instead she dials the number that was provided to her and after a few moments someone answers. The phone is no longer on speaker mode after Sarah's abrupt hang up on Lilith.
Sarah: Yes hello, I'm calling to organize a public display gathering for the LBGT movement. We want to make a statement to the state of Virginia regarding recent policy decisions.
There is a pause as the person on the other end of the phone responds.
Sarah: Great! The organizer of the event is a television personality, so we expect a huge amount of media exposure from this. Dag Riddik ... professional wrestler. I'm calling on his behalf. He currently commissions the Roanoke Gay Rights movement and is a staunch supporter of the LBGT community. In fact, he wants to hold this display in front of his own home here in Roanoke.
Another pause as there is some more discussion on the other end of the line.
Sarah: Yes of course the address is (bleep) (bleep)(bleep) Avenue, Roanoke Virginia, 24018. And his phone number is (540) (bleep) (bleep) 37. Oh, he'll be very pleased with the turnout. I have to stress that we want this to be a HUGE event. He wants every LBGT activist in the state to attend. We need to make a statement. Dag Riddik will not stand for the oppression and discrimination of the gay community. I'm talking flyers, advertisements ... anything we can do to promote this.
For various reasons, most importantly WCF liability, Dag Riddik's address and phone number are censored out. The conversation continues.
Sarah: How soon can we get this going?
Another pause.
Sarah: We were thinking ... this Sunday. I realize that's hardly notice but ... Oh? You can get that kind of turnout in forty eight hours? Wonderful!
Sarah nods her head a few times as she listens to the final bits of information provided to her.
Sarah: Well thank you very much. I am certain Dag will be thrilled!
She hangs up the phone as she begins laughing hysterically at the prospect of thousands of gay rights activists gathering at Dag's house. Just then, the limousine arrives at her current destination, The University of Virginia. The vehicle comes to a stop and Sarah is let out from the back by the driver. She heads into the administrative wing of the University and makes her way to the reception area. The receptionist at the desk looks up to notice the redhead and greets her.
Receptionist: May I help you?
Sarah: I have an appointment with ... Mr. Woods.
Receptionist: Name?
Sarah: Sarah Twilight.
Receptionist: One moment.
She picks up the phone and dials one of the keys connecting the entire administration via the in house phone system and after a moment or so she queries the person on the other end.
Receptionist: I have a ... Sarah Twilight to see you. ... Alright.
She hangs up the phone and points to the hallway to her left.
Receptionist: Last door on the right hand side. Can't miss it.
Sarah nods and makes her way down the hall, approaching the door at the end of the hall on the right. On the door it reads:
"Joseph Woods - State of Virginia Board of Education - NAACP Chapter IV"
Sarah knocks on the door once before entering. As she does, she is greeted by a large, distinguished looking African American man who is dressed in a light grey suit, white collared shirt and red tie. He stands from behind his desk and offers his hand out to Sarah. The two shake and he motions for Sarah to have a seat which she does.
Mr. Woods: I have to say, it was refreshing to learn that after all these years and all the obstacles, that someone from your very organization wishes to make such a large donation to help my young brothers and sisters further their education.
Sarah: I agree, as does my client.
She reaches into her back pocket where she placed a folded manilla envelope. She places it on the desk.
Sarah: All of the appropriate paperwork is there. Mr. Riddik is more than happy to donate a great portion of his earnings to help those less fortunate. He has always been a champion of civil rights and wishes only propserity for the African American community.
Mr. Woods: I've not heard of this Riddik fellow before. How long has he been an activist for the cause?
Sarah: Oh for quite some time.
Mr. Woods takes the envelope casually as they speak. He opens it up and reviews the contents which are filled out under Dag Riddik's name as a promisary note to direct a large sum of $200,000 to the NAACP colleg fund for black Americans. Included is a direct letter addressed to Seth Lerch himself, which requests that these funds be immediately deducted from his contracted salary and allocated to the organization. There are a few areas on this form that Mr. Woods has to fill out as well. He looks everything over and seems very pleased.
Mr. Woods: I can't thank you enough. I regret not being able to meet with Mr. Riddik himself, but I assure you that he will be recognized as a true philanthropist for the black community throughout Virginia.
Sarah has to fight the urge to grin wickedly in front of the man. But on the inside, she is grinning ear to ear.
Sarah: That is absolutely perfect. I am sure he will be ... beyond words.
Mr. Woods smiles and stands again to shake Sarah's hand. She does so with pleasure knowing the chaos that she was causing for Dag.
Mr. Woods: This has been a pleasure, Sarah. I'll get to work on this paperwork right away and have it faxed over to Mr. Lerch right away.
Sarah: Excellent. I ... we cant wait.
Sarah turns to exit and as her face is away from Mr. Woods, the sly, caniving features on her face finally reveal themselves as she can no longer contain the absolute glee she was feeling over completely ruining Dag in his home state. Our scene fades out.
Sunday, May 22nd 2016
Reading, Pennsylvania
Santander Arena
3:08PM EST
We open up backstage at the Santander Arena where Sarah Twilight paces back and forth near the entrance to the parking garage. She checks her phone for the time a few times over as she impatiently waits for something ... or someone. The absolutely gorgeous redhead is dressed in a pair of light blue denim jeans that hug the curves of her toned calves and shapely hips. A matching jacket remains unbuttoned and brings its trim just above her waist line, complimenting her black crop top. She wears a pair of black Nike sneakers with white swoosh and trim and of course, her silver pentacle charm dangles freely from her neck. She has a WCF camera man waiting with her as something was about to go down. Finally, after all of the waiting, Lilith arrives with a large duffel bag. She enters through the parking garage and looks completely delighted to see Sarah.
Lilith: You look ... amazing!
Sarah: Did you get the right bag?
Lilith: ... Yes. You told me to grab the biggest one from your trunk so I did.
Sarah: Good, come on, we don't have a lot of time here.
Lilith: What are we even doing?
Sarah grabs the duffel bag and starts down the corridor toward the main locker room area.
Sarah: Having some fun. It's been a long fucking time since I've had any.
Lilith shrugs but smiles big and happily follows Sarah down the corridor. The two of them approach the main locker area and Sarah looks around, noticing what she was looking for.
Sarah: Here!
They move toward the room in question which was labeled "The Family". Sarah carefully peeks around the corner to make sure that no one was entering or exiting the room. She hears a few voices and keeps careful watch on what was going on. The door to the locker room opens as Seth Lerch, Logan and Dag Riddik exit and begin down the hall. They are talking and laughing about whatever they were discussing at the time. When they get to the end of the hall and turn the corner, disappearing out of view, Sarah motions Lilith.
Sarah: Alright we're clear.
The two women enter the room which is pretty standard ... considering that this was the locker room for the owner of WCF, the world Champion ... and a garden gnome. A few benches line up in front of the lockers and there are two gym bags on them. After rifling through them both, Sarah is easily able to figure out which one is Dag's just based on the rank smeel of homeless person, as well as the fact that Dag's very bland and very boring wrestling gear was placed inside of it along with many of his personal items. Sarah reaches into the duffel bag she'd brought with her and removes a pair of latex gloves, placing them over her hands before she carefully removes Dag's wrestling gear from his bag. Once the gear is out, she hands the bag to Lilith.
Sarah: Dump the rest of that shit into the trash.
Lilith nods and does so happily. Dag's car keys, a few pictures his passport to travel out of country with WCF and various other items of his are emptied into the trash can. Lilith hands the bag back to Sarah and looks giddy with excitement. The WCF cameraman keep rolling as he waits to see what is going to happen next.
Lilith: What are we doing? This seems like so much fun!
Sarah: Oh it will be ... trust me.
Lilith: Yaaaaayyyyyy!
Sarah reaches into the duffel bag she'd brought and removes a large stack of what appear to be bumper stickers. She places them into Dag's gym bag along with some political buttons. The bumper stickers and buttons have various phrases on them, though they all do depict the same basic message.
"I'M READY FOR HILLARY!"
"HILLARY FOR PRESIDENT 2016"
"I <3 HILLARY."
Sarah: I'm sure our resident Democrat lover will enjoy seeing this right before match time.
Lilith looks down at the stickers and buttons and begins laughing.
Lilith: Ahahahahahahahahaahahahaha! Dag is voting for HER? Ahahahahahaha that's hilarious!
It was apparent that Lilith was lost on the situation. Sarah shakes her head and continues to place some items in Dag's bag. The next set of items were various rainbow colored pins and some literature on LBGT pride. Even a few rainbow streamers are draped over the ends of Dag's gym bag for effect.
Sarah: Remember now, Dag loves the fags!
Sarah cackles and Lilith is beyond losing it here. Just having heard Sarah say that she can't stop laughing.. Sarah of course isn't finished yet as she places a large book right next to Dag's duffel bag, with a bookmark in place and all. The title of the book "Learning to Speak Spanish To Accomodate Our Latino Immigrant Community."
Sarah: And now the finishing touches ...
Sarah reaches into the bag once again and what she removes from it has Lilith GASP.
Lilith: What?! You ... I ...
Sarah: What so-called Atheist would be complete without one of these?
Sarah has a very large King James Version of the HOLY BIBLE and she places it directly into Dag's gym bag presented in a way that all of the Hillary stickers and gay rights paraphernalia seemed to centerpiece it. The idea of Sarah Twilight of ALL people holding a bible is too much for Lilith to take as she can almost SEE the holy glow from the book and hear a chorus of angels hum in harmony as the righteous book is placed into Dag's gym bag.
Sarah: See, Dag is a bit more concerned about how people view him than he is with actually wrestling. So long as he looks a certain way ... he feels content and complacent. We're going to turn that a bit upside down for him. I wonder what Seth .. or Logan will think when they find his belongings. The Family ... might not be more than distant cousins after that.
Lilith: You are soooo evil ... it turns me on.
Sarah: Enough with that ... come on it's almost time.
Lilith: Time for ... what?
Sarah switches on the small television set that was in the corner of the locker room. She switches the channel to ... FOX NEWS, as she was certain Dag would be watching it in Seth's office as Seth and Logan actually discussed important things like ... WCF. And sure enough, Fox, like every other news station was covering the breaking story out of Roanoke, Virginia. The WCF cameras focus in on the television screen as the reporter stands there Live! in front of a HUGE crowd of people. Signs reading "LBGT's LOVE DAG" and "DAG LIVES MATTER" were among the signs being held by the crowd which was clearly made up of gay rights activists as well as a large portion of African Americans.
News Reporter: It has been quite a display of unity and pride her in Roanoke this evening as thousands of activists for the LBGT community as well as those representing the Black Lives Matter movement have gathered here at the home of professional wrestler Dag Riddik in support of his campaign as a human rights activist. Reports have indicated that Riddik, an admitted homosexual organized the event to bring awareness of the continued oppression and discrimination of the LBGT community. The event has been sponsored and operated by Eqaulity Virginia who commend Riddik for being and I quote "a supportive celebrity face to represent the gay community as a whole." and " When people think about gay rights, they are going to think about Dag Riddik. He is so courageous for coming out this strongly at a time when we need it the most." a spokeperson for the group stated.
Additionally, Black Lives Matter activists have also gathered here after it was reported that Riddik donated more than half of his salary to the NAACP to further education for African Americans. The gesture has garnered the attention of various civil rights activists including Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson. Sharpton was quoted as saying "Dag Riddik is the perfect example of what a white man should be in this climate of racial tension. He checked his priviledge and he focused his wallet on giving back where it's needed." Others have called Riddik a champion of the black community who will forever be associated with embracing minorities. The move by Riddik has however sparked some controversy as organizations such as the Ku Klux Klan and the Aryan Nation have dennounced Riddik, calling him impure and a disgrace to the white race.
The footage continues and Sarah is just enjoying every moment of it as she can imagine Dag ripping out his own hair at this very moment watching his life crumble before him. All of the false hate, his entire facade had been replaced by another facade ... more effectively than his own. We fade out here.
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I've had my fun and games. I've exposed every facet of your ridiculous existence. You do not know who you are Dag. You joined us doing nothing more than screaming obscenities to get yourself noticed. When that failed to garner the attention you sought, you immersed yourself with the faux persona of Dag Cooper ... with a failed Family that broke apart at the seems before it even began. And now you stand before us as this pseudo-intellectual, believing that by using multi syllable words in your speech will somehow make you appear to be someone of value. It simply does not work that way.
Your every moves has been a farce since the very beginning. You are not filled with the hatred that you claim. You are not a racist or a homophobe because that is who you are, you only have become those things to reflect the appearance of power. You have no talent, you have no distinction and you have no direction. You aren't sure what will work for you, so you try them all. You do not hate all that you claim, you claim to hate because you hope that will mask the fact that you are a mediocre performer. You have not done well here, Dag. You walk around with a championship belt that has no more worth to it than something a kid in the sixteenth row bought from the souvenir stands.
I do not believe your hate, because you do not believe it. I believe in your facade as much as I believe you to be a wrestler ... you are not. You haven't come here to do anything. You pretend to push a political agenda and some bigoted views but why? Because that is the only way someone like Dag Riddik gets noticed. You look like you belong foraging dumpsters out back, your performances in the ring are the equivalent to that of a janitor trying to perform electrical work. You jolt yourself time and time again, and each time you fail to realize that adding another mask ... another layer of "hate" does not undo your failures.
You have much mouth and not much of anything else ... least of all wrestling ability. You can spout all of the nonsense that you wish to attempt to create some controversy and all that will earn you in the end is twitter arguments with people who are riddled with boredom enough to engage you.
The very fabric of who you pretend to be has been unraveled in one fell swoop. Choosing to be politically incorrect all of the time in order to get a reaction does not equate to having the ability or the endurance to compete in the ring with me. You are nothing more than a sad, pathetic little boy trapped in a man's body. You do not know who you are, and you do not know me. The masks you wear will not protect you from the beating that you will receive at my hands.
It has been said that those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it and you have made this very mistake. There was, at one time a man who competed here in the WCF named Eric Price ... misogynistic, condescending, full of self arrogance. He too believed that his stance and his position were enough to overcome a war with me. He too found himself slated to compete with me in the first round of the WCF Classic. And yet for all his words ... for all of his effort to present himself as something that he was not ... he failed. You will fail just the same because you are blind and you are incapable of recognizing that you simply not as important as you believe that you are. You have been living this charade for the better part of your time here and it comes to an end.
I am, and have always been everything that I have said that I am. I am THEE most dangerous woman in professional wrestling. I am your measuring stick and you just don't measure up. Understand that you have been sentenced to this by your own accord. Seth himself does not give this to you as a test ... he already knows you will fail.
When all is said and done ... you will understand what true hatred is. You will understand what suffering and pain really are. When you look into my eyes just before that bell rings you will be consumed with the knowledge that there is no chance for you. For I do not need to target any one group of people and harken my hatred for them. I care not for anyone ... and my allegiance is with no one. Your hatred is superficial ... it is nothing more than an exterior shield to hide the frightened boy who hides behind it. My hatred ... it runs deep. You should have done your homework. The lives that I have permanently scarred ... the people whom I have mutilated in the middle of the ring ... that list runs long.
I do not require a facade nor the use of misdirection in order for people to believe who I am and what I am capable of. You can bring your hatred of queers, negros and whatever else you want. I don't give a shit about your pitiful excuse for a personality. Read Shakespeare to me and try and prove to everyone that you are an intelligent man. I don't give a shit about the extent of your vocabulary.
Someone of true intelligence would understand that they are stepping into the fight of their life ... one from which the shall not return unscathed. The wounds that I will leave upon you will not only be physical ... they will run far deeper because I will strip your of your false dignity, your false pride and your false bravado. I will leave you exposed in the center of that ring for the entire world to see. The shell of a man that you are is the only thing that will be left when I RIP every layer of your exterior facade away.
You may fool some ... you may even fool yourself into believing that you are capable ... or that you are ready. You do not fool me Dag. I know my enemy as well as I know myself. I see the cracks in your armor. I know where to strike you. You will step into that ring with your guard down because you do not understand the threat that awaits you. You underestimate me. That mistake will prove to be a fatal one.
Ask yourself one last question ... where was your "Family" when this happened to you? Why did neither Logan nor Seth prepare you for your own excecution? Logan knows what happens when you trifle with me ... as does Seth. They are both first hand observers into the barbaric, sadistic acts I have carried out and yet they send you in like a blind sheep prepared for slaughter. Perhaps Dag, they wish to remove the dead weight. Perhaps your name has been positioned on the chopping block because you offer nothing of value to Seth or to Logan. This is why your "championship" is a trinket after all. Seth does not see a champion when he looks at you ... he sees a liability. One that is going to be handled swiftly tonight.
As the night draws to a close ... you will find yourself embraced by the gay community. Hillary supporters far and wide will solicit you for their cause and blacks everywhere will benefit from your charity. In the end, you will find yourself figuratively ... and then quite LITERALLY ... in the Twilight Zone!
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