Ladies and Gentlemen...Adrian Archer..

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***The following is a presentation of Magnificence! #BeholdTheBastard..Trending worldwide!***

Panhandlers give him money

When he goes to Spain, he chases the bulls

His shadow has been on the 'best dressed' list twice

When he holds a lady's purse, he looks manly

He is..

                                         ADRIAN ARCHER

Scene 1: A Rare Moment

::: Quite a bit has happened since Adrian last allowed the WCF Universe into his world..Today, the scene is not his lavish apartment, his balcony, or a limosine..But a cemetary..The wind rustles the long strands of a Weeping Willow tree..It is a warm summer day in Los Angeles..The sky is a pristine blue, and in the distance a plane silently makes its way across the sky..Where we sit overlooks the 134 Freeway..A hill of graves leads down to the dirt shoulder of the freeway, seperated by a lonely fence that keeps guard between the hustle and bustle on the roadway and the peaceful final resting place of so many..Numerous cars speed by creating a din of noise that despite the intermittent flow of traffic creates a consistent hum..Here at the Hollywood Hills location of Forest Lawn Mortuary and Cemetary, many Hollywood stars, past and present, lay in coffins underground, or ashes interred at various Columbariums throughout the grounds..Their achievements are noted on placards, and their headstones..But in the end, they all end up here..One has to wonder why Adrian Archer, the Magnificent Bastard, is sitting on this hill overlooking the freeway..The answer becomes clear when we see the headstone he sits next to..



This headstone belongs to Adrian's estranged father...Adrians father grew up in an abusive household with a drunken mother who seemed to find men to bring home that loved to beat on him..Not a very good start in life to be sure..As Alan got older, he started to use drugs and drink heavily..At this time, he met Alan's mother, who had a penchant for bad boys and rock stars..They were married and had a child, but this did not settle Alan down for long..His drinking continued, and he turned to crime to finance his drug habit..He owed debts to dangerous people..Adrian and his mother ended up having to sleep on couches and floors..On the run for many years evading Alan's debt collectors and gang ties..In the end, Adrians mother divorced his father..4 years later, he passed away at the end of a needle..One night, 12 year old Adrian, Known as Alan at this time, was kidnapped at school by one of Alan Sr.'s indebted..After 3 days, he was rescued by police, and after a lengthy investigation, as put under government protection and given a new name..Adrian lived on the streets until finding Santino Bros Wrestling School..There, the brothers fed and trained him, and he promised he would never forget them for giving him his start..

For some reason, Adrian still comes to this cemetery when life becomes too much for him to bear..He came here during his divorce..when he sold his business..He felt in a sort of 'Boy Named Sue" type of way, his father was a reason for his success..His natural self assurance and cockiness were passed down from his father..A man who could get out of any situation..And if his father was not such a Bastard, Adrian would not have the success he has earned today in part without his fathers absence..It made him strong..And now, Adrian has reached yet another crossroads so here he sits..Cigar in hand, he speaks to his father as if he is there,..:::

Adrian: Damn Pops...How did you remain so Magnificent?

Despite the failures and pitfalls, the stays in prison, you never wavered..You always appeared to not have a care in the world..Granted, I don't have the same problems as you did..Your ways have taken root in me, and now I have a carefree life..A different woman every night, more money than I could ever spend..People willing to wait on me hand and foot just to gain my acceptance..I should be the most happy man alive...And yet..I'm not..

Pops, you were broke most of your life and yet..You still pulled it off..You owned every room..won over everyone..I saw it, even as a young child..How you conned my mother into paying for your stint in rehab only to ditch her the day you got out..How you masterfully talked your way out of prison time and again..How you even won custody of me defending YOURSELF in court! Sir, you were truly magnificent..And yet, look where you are..A grave with no flowers, no visitors since my trip here last year..What was it all for? Despite your magnificence in life..where is your legacy pops?? I want more than just the oohs and aahs and temporary accolades..I want to be known as one of the greatest wrestlers in WCF's Illustrious History! I did not train for a year straight, change my body and soul drastically, just to be some mid card knobber who loses matches each and every week because of some pissant cultist..I've lost my family..I've lost my business..This is all I have...This is all I want..I don't want to just be some gimmick...some clown..I want a legacy!

Voice: ..then stop being a bitch and work for it!

***Adrian's eyes open wide..He looks around and notices a groundskeeper behind him..Adrian quickly turns on his Magnificence***

Adrian: WELL HELLO THERE GOOD SI..

Louie: Spare me the shit Adrian..I've been listening the whole time..I've seen you coming here ever since you were a teenager..You look different..But..you're still the same...

Adrian: Well..since you heard everything..Got any pearls to bestow my good man?

Louie: Who the fuck am I? I mow grass growing over dead bodies..

Adrian: But you do a Magnificent..

Louie: Another thing..cut out that saying "Magnificent" Shit all the time..

Adrian: Why?

Louie: Because its overdone..and sickening..Like Odin Balfore using "Thick" all the time..sure the guys a Norse God but he doesn't have to talk about Thickness all the time..Thats the last thing I want to think about when I watch a match is that..

Adrian: Yeah, it is pretty disgusting..and Pervish..And considering he is pretty damn old..Its rather creepy as well..I mean, he is a great wrestler, a legend in the business..But people say I have an ego problem..Odin Balfore..that guy owns a Nation..Dedicated to his dick...I mean, how riddickulous is that? Pardon the pun..

Louie: No..

Adrian: So Louie, being a fan and all..what can I do man? I'm in a funk..Kaine just joined The Brotherhood..

Louie: And? Whats that got to do with you?

Adrian: I've lost my last two matches..

Louie: Because you took your eyes off the ball...You were too worried about that little dickstain Kaine to beat Gemini Battle and get the win over Spearman and eXtreme..You could have won both those matches..But that doesn't matter now..What matters is War..Fuck Kaine...Fuck The Brotherhood..And for God Sakes get your head out of your ass and show these people what you are made of! And quit changing your entrance music..Jesus...

Adrian:(Chuckling) I just can't make up my mind..I need the perfect walk in music..Helps my flow in the ring..

Louie: Hasn't helped lately...Look Adrian, you are going into War against some of WCF's finest, past and present..These are men who want to eliminate guys like you who are working to make a name for themselves..They think theirs don't stink and you are a steaming pile..You need to stop showing how Magnificent you are..and start Proving it in the ring son! And no better time than War to do that!

Adrian: You know, that sounds a lot like something my father would say..

**Adrian looks to his left at the headstone..As soon as he turns his head.."Louie" has disappeared..Adrian smiles, looks up, lips "Thank you", takes a big puff of his cigar..He stands, looks down at his fathers headstone**

Adrian:Time to get to work..



Scene 2: The Magnificent Montage

***The song "The Baddest Man Alive" By Rza and The Black Keys plays while Adrian Archer sits in a darkened room only illuminated by a large flat screen television..From behind, we see Adrian working a remote control..On the Screen...The intro from the first WAR in 2002...Adrian watches intently..The scene shifts to the next War, cuts to Adrian, focused on the action, taking notes on a tablet...Scene then cuts to Adrian in a gym..curling a massive amount of weight..Then cuts to Adrian in a familiar ring, though the nameplate behind him reads "Pico Mundo Veterans Memorial Gymnasium"..Adrian is shown performing grapples and locks, landing an impressive standing dropkick...Hitting a suplex...Cut back to the darkened room...Adrian focuses intently on the action in the ring from another War..He writes the name "Joey Flash" and starts jotting notes...Cut to the gym..Adrian is now benching 300 lbs with a fair amount of ease...A trainer screams..."ONE MORE..ONE MORE" Adrian pushes the weight up with a loud yell and drops it on the bar with a *clink*....Cut to Adrian in the film room...His tablet now has several names including Odin Balfore, FPV, and others with a vast amount of notes..The screen still shows action, this from WAR in 2012...Cut back to the ring..Adrian spars with old friend Johnny Coast...Adrian looks quick, agile...He catches Coast with a Full Nelson Faceplant transitioning seamlessly into The Beholder..Coast taps quickly, and the gym goers applaud..Adrian hugs his friend...The song fades out, scene fades out, then comes back in Adrian's film room..The lights are on...Adrian turns to address the WCF..


Scene 3: The Statement.

WCF...fans and faithful, and my fellow competitors...you know me as The MAGNIFICENT Bastard..some of you may remember me as Triple A..but we've heard that War changes men..pits friend versus friend..brother against brother..and so it is with me..from now until War..perhaps thereafter...I am simply Adrian Archer..A man ready to ascend to his rightful place in the company..No skits..no gimmicks..no fuckery..

You've borne witness to The Magnificent Bastard..Playing golf..taking limos around town..sleeping with various women..basically WCF, you've seen exactly what I've wanted you to see..But do you know the real Adrian Archer? Of course you don't..All you see is this character..And that is exactly by design...

Bottom line WCF is that despite my magnificence and talent in the ring, it appears that the WCF does not take me seriously...Well, its time to stop playing games, for in two weeks comes WAR..WAR is unlike any event in wrestling..War can make or break a man..War can take a man to the top, or relegate him to the lower card..This years cast features several newcomers, myself included..And a few of the old guard coming back to try and reclaim their glory..Let me start by addressing Joey Flash..

Joey Flash,..Of the infamous Mexico incident..Has decided to grace us with his presence once again..WOW! I mean...WOW! I thought I could be a douchebag, but this guy...this guy takes the cake! This guy comes in after running like a Frenchman from the WCF...Running when the heat in the kitchen got a little too hot! And now all of a sudden, this cock lozenge wants to start running his mouth about the current talent of the WCF like he's been here?? You ran away like a little BITCH. Thought the pastures were greener elsewhere, and when you couldn't make it there either, decided to crawl back to this company in the hopes that they would take you back..Well, Seth in all of his drunken wisdom, decided to have you come back..And yes, it is a draw for those who remember you..But for you to assume for one minute that you are better than any of the talent WCF has?

Oh man, I hope I am the guy to show you..

As much of a Bastard as I can be, there is a limit to the depths I will go..And all I see when I look at you Joey Flash is a troll. A troll who needs the negative attention to feed off..A troll who loves when people hate him..A troll who loves it when people pay attention to him because, in reality, he is nothing..Less than nothing..and he knows it. I am Magnificent no matter the attention paid..I do not need to go pandering to the powers that be, I do not need to insult the champions of our company to try and make them LOVE ME...But you do...You are high on your own gas Flash, and I cannot wait to show you and the "Others' I've heard about what the new AND IMPROVED WCF is really all about..

Now Odin Balfore..Lets put aside all of your psuedo sexual 'Thickness" talk, all of the homosexual imagery, and all of your delusions of grandeur that you have..If you were really a God of 'Poon Guinea"..I mean..its fictional...Its on no map...Its amazing what one can do with greenscreen and some time...

But I digress..

Odin, I've faced you in the ring. You are formidable competition, and you gave me some scars..But I scarred you as well... I know you remember our battle..I remember how you underestimated me..and I remember the shock in your eyes when I took the fight to you with no fear or awe..Odin, you have an amazing record..you have certainly proven yourself as one of the WCF'S top talents of all time..but I don't care how great you were..I don't care how great you think you are..and I don't care about your fictional land, your private jet, or any of the other things that you love to flaunt around to somehow prove your magnificence. I may have a jet..I may not..what the hell difference does it make? You are just a man Odin..a fallible man in love with his and another man's dick. A man with an amazing fallacy of his place in the world, a man who is in for a very rude awakening for underestimating the new and currently established talent here in the WCF..

The sheer arrogance of the castoffs and hasbeen talent of this company is absolutely infuriating! You act as though you come from some golden age of WCF..well I have done my research..and the WCF before the new generation was merely a shit show of endless promos, glad handing, dick jerking garbage. The new generation has brought true wrestling back to the WCF..Thomas Uriel Bates is a proven, fighting champion..a simple man with an iron will..no glitter, glam, or shocking tactics..Bates is real..a True Champion...and I wish him the best of luck against another cocky dick head who I took to his absolute limit in Corey Black..Gemini Battle...a total headcase...and a genius, not to mention a stellar in ring performer...Blaze, Bishop, Phoenix..My boy Tom O Hawk and Captain WCF..Crazy J...These are the men that represent the New Generation with titles...all amazing wrestlers...whereas this older generation is all about trolling and talking, these gentlemen walk the walk and have more wrestling skill than these part time has been creeps will ever have! I am proud to be a part of this New Generation of skilled performers...

That being said, I may not have the best win loss record..In my time here, I've already worked two variations of my personality into my ring persona..some would say that my recent turn as the Magnificent Bastard has been amazingly entertaining..but what has it done for me? Yes, people love it..the guys in the back love it...the fans love it...But War is coming..it is time to put away any fan pleasing glad handing gimmicks...you have not seen my true potential..you have seen my acting chops..In reality, I am a Magnificent Bastard..I am extremely wealthy, cerebral, and a very damn good wrestler..But I am not really one for grand entrances...They are fun, but not necessary. I'd rather go into the ring, take care of business, and leave a bloody wake of destruction in my path. So from this point forward, my heart, my soul, and my massive resources of will and strength are going to be on full display...heading into War, I go in not as the bitter triple a, not as the cocky and entitled magnificent bastard..but I go in as Adrian Archer..a man with more talent, intestinal fortitude, and perseverance than anyone has ever seen. I will not stop working until all the naysayers are silenced..until the old guard is vanquished for good so the new and powerful Generation WCF can take its rightful place in history..

Now I know I will need to eliminate some of the new generation to win..I would like to address some of you now...

Bishop: Leader of the Brotherhood...Professional schyster of the weak and feeble minded...I'm onto you sir...One Bastard to another..I know what you are up to..after War I plan to destroy your little cult and expose you for the fraud you are...It will be a pleasure to eliminate you..

Phoenix: Indeed you are most impressive. When I eliminate you, know it's nothing personal. You and I both know the prize at stake..I forsee a spirited battle, but I never bet against myself...


Zero Tolerance..blah blah blah..your exhausting vignettes put me to sleep! You are flashes in a very hot pan..you wont last..crazy j is a champion..that will change...and I sure as hell will not allow this new breed of painted ladies and drunks represent the WCF..

There are more...I will address you at another time...Tonight was merely the opening Salvo from a soldier of fortune..a man who has returned to the business to dominate as he has in the business world..I am Adrian Archer..Not a gimmick...And not someone to be taken lightly...you will see that Archer always hits his mark!

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OOC: FAN FACT. That's my biological fathers actual headstone. The story is mostly true except I was adopted when I was 14 by my stepfather and took his name. Oh and the kidnapping was false too.