Post by Oblivion on Nov 27, 2009 16:26:17 GMT -5
(Ace Slaughter is at his home. He was working out, in workout room. Ace is now meditating, with his mask on. He is wearing a pair of loose gray sweats. Ace has nothing on his muscular torso, except for a 22 inch Gold Solid Concave Curb Chain. Slaughter has been burning sandlewood incense. The ash, of the incense, has extended long than the incense, itself. The incense holder, is brown wood, maybe six and half inches long. The incense holder curves up, slightly, at both ends. Slaughter also has a 14 inch water fountain statue that stands on a stone side table. As you enter the room, the small fountain, is in the right hand corner, of the room. The room has various workout equipment, that includes a CardioZone™ Commercial SuperSport Club II Non-Fold treadmill, that is 22 inches wide and has a 62 inch Stretch deck. He also has a Precor™ AMT™ 100i stairmaster and a BodyCraft™ CornerGym™, with various free weights, with bench press. Slaughter is in a crossed leg meditation position, collecting his thoughts... Becoming one with himself. Ace is trying to find his one true self.)
Slaughter(narration): I just don't understand!! I really don't!! I keep telling everyone, every single person, that I haven't really changed, not one bit, not one bit, at all. It is the people, that surround me, who have changed. Changed, against me. It is so... ...so it has to be. But, no one will understand that. They call me crazy. They call me out of control. They just don't understand me, not one bit. I try to excel and push forward. Maybe, it is the fact, that I am trying to find past glory. I know. But, I haven't lost the hunger or that stare one has, when one has total control of one's destiny. For the last several years, I lost control of something. I lost my will, my will of fulfillment. I didn't have the opportunity. That wasn't chosen for me. I didn't have THAT choice. My destiny was surrounded by four walls, four padded walls. My tranquility was is medication form, as long as I took my medication. But now, I have come across a true opportunity to accomplish my destiny, once again. But, I thought it was my new tranquility. But, I should have known. All it is now, is just a brand new set of rules, that I have to follow. The power of the people, control those rules. If I don't play by those rules, as a marionette puppet, I am portrayed as a changed man. I am villified as an angry man and I am pushed aside as used chewing gum. As long as I kiss the proverbable as*, the fans stay happy. I can't take it...
(The sliding door, to the room, opens. It is Camera-Dude. Slaughter stays unmoved.)
Camera-Dude: Ace, you have mail. It looks important. It came in an manila envelope. It's from WCF.
(Slaughter right eye opens.)
Camera-Dude: The envelope is not too big. It might have a couple of pieces of paper, in it. It was sent by DHL. I had to sign for it.
(Slaughter opens both eyes, then hops up and grabs the envelope.)
Camera-Dude: What is it. Is it important? It looks important.
Ace Slaughter: How can you tell?
Camera-Dude: By the letter head. How do you feel? You feel any better?
Ace Slaughter: I feel better.
Camera-Dude: So, what is it?
Ace Slaughter: If you have to know, nosey-ass, it's my match announcements.
Camera-Dude: For which? Slam or ONE?
Ace Slaughter: Both. The US title match, for ONE, has changed. Son of a bitch!!!
Camera-Dude: What?!
Ace Slaughter: That son of bitch Jack Cash, the one who practically jumped me, after the tag match.
Camera-Dude: Who?
Ace Slaughter: That creepy little bastard, the who jumped me. He too, also wanted to make his point. He wanted to enter the US title scene.
Camera-Dude: Just like you did?
Ace Slaughter: Good point. I understand why he did it. But why jump me? He could of easily jumped Hardaway.
Camera-Dude: And that match is for ONE?
Ace Slaughter: Yeah.
Camera-Dude: And what about Slam?
Ace Slaughter: A tag bout. It's me and Anastasia Petrova against Cash and Hardaway.
Camera-Dude: Ou-u-u, good match.
Ace Slaughter: Yea. It'll give me an opportunity to cause some major damage, before ONE.
Camera-Dude: That's in 25 days.
Ace Slaughter: But, you have to understand something. From now to ONE, I could be facing Hardaway a few times and each time will be more intense than the other previous times. So, these next few weeks is gonna be really really intense.
Camera-Dude: Intense?!
Ace Slaughter: Yes, intense. I don't want to sound cheesy. but, think about it. Really think about this. He knows, that I want that Us title. He knows that I have the capabilities to take that title from his cold, clammy, greedy little hands. So each time we face, in the ring, until ONE, we are gonna go for each other's throats. I know it, he knows, and by God, everyone else knows it!!! By the time the pay per view comes around, we would of kick the holy hell out of each other.
Camera-Dude: But, don't forget Jack Cash. He's been added to the equation. So, not only do you have Kevin Hardaway going to try to keep you from taking his US title, you now have Jack Cash added. He wants the same thing you do... the US Championship!!!
Ace Slaughter: Damn right!! Hey, do me a favor... do you have your camera?
Camera-Dude: Right here.
Ace Slaughter: Good!!
Camera-Dude: When you're ready.
Ace Slaughter: Before December 21st even comes around, on November 30th, at the Rose Garden , in the great city of Portland, Oregon, I have tag match with Anastasia Petrova, as my partner. We will face off with Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway. Those two are gonna be my opponents, at ONE, for the US Championship!! Jack Cash, you little insignifinant insect feces, you HAD the grapefruits to interfere in MY match. I don't know who in the holy hell you think you are, to interfere in my match, but nooone is gonna be able to identify your remains after the pay per view, you can guarantee that. But, onto more important matters. Kevin Hardaway, I don't care how many times I have to face off against you till ONE, but I will make such an impact against, by the time ONE comes around, it won't be too hard for me to annahilate you and take what is rightfully mine and that is the Unites States Championship!!! Now, I know it's real easy talking smack in front of a camera. that's why I've been meditating. To clear my mind of all that is not pure. To keep my mind intact to what my purpose and what is my internal goal. That goal is to defeat for your US Championship. To achieve that goal, I am gonna have to get to a level where I know I can defeat you. That means meditation, working out continuously, and eating healthy. You can train your way and I'll train my way. But, my friends and my associates have noticed that I have been doing nothing but train. They have asked me why....
Slaughter begins to talk as if he were having a conversation with himself.)
Ace Slaughter(talking as someone else and as himself): "Why have I been 'obsessed' about the pay per view?" I told them... "I'm not obsessed about the pay per view match!!" Then they said "What's the capital of Florida?" They I said, of course "The answer is obvious it's... Kevin Hardaway!!!" Then they asked me another easy question "What is the color of the sun?" Then I said "Of course, that's a pre-school question. The answer is... Kevin Hardaway. But, the funny thing is, people give me looks. I don't understand. I give them the right answers, but people still look at me weird. Then people get frustrated ask me what shape is a ball. Then I say... Kevin Hardaway. At this point, people are getting pissed, I STILL don't understand. I give everyone the right correct answer. I think I'm losing my ever-loving mind. I don't understand!!! Then the people ask me one last question. A safety question... What do you call a person who runs into the street, to chase after a ball, but did not look both ways and they get hit by a car. What do you call them?" I said, with a straight face... "Jack Cash"!!!
(Slaughter's voice begins to slightly change)
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): That's stupid!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): No!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Yes it is!!! I know it!! You know it!!! Jack Cash doesn't deserve to be hit by a bus!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): I never said that!!! All I said is that Jack Cash is what you call someone you runs into the street, without looking both ways, chasing after a red shiney ball and gets hits by a bus!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): His fate should be much worse, than just crushing bones and exploding organs. His fate should be more like..... BURNING IN HELL!!! His flesh dripping from his flesh. The stench from his flesh burning and liquidating, as the flesh hits the fire below. Jack Cash screaming in a horrific way. By this, he would have perished and it was just his should screaming out in agony!! The most terrifying part, of the burning death of Jack Cash would of been... his family standing there, frozen in fear, not knowing what to do. The firemen, just a minute to late. The paramedics would just have to wait. Everyone would keep trying, but Jack Cash, would not have a chance.
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): You're sick!! You're horrible!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): I am you. My thought come from you. My words escape from your lips. You speak my thoughts!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): NO!!! NEVER!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Yes you do!!! I promise!!! I would never lie to you!!! I'm Oblivion!! I'm your friend Oblivion.
(Slaughter looks up and see his reflection in a small mirror, He see himself, but hears Oblivion...)
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice):... I would never hurt you!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself)[/i]: No f*cking way!!! I am Ace Slaughter!!!! I'm not YOU!!! I'm Ace Slaughter!! I'M ACE SLAUGHTER!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Actually, your name is Stephan Johnson. Ace Slaughter is not real!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): I am real!!! I'm very real. I give out real pain!!! So, I must be real!!! Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway are gonna know that I am real. They will be feeling real pain!! They will tasting their REAL blood!!! I am real!! I am REAL!! ACE SLAUGHTER IS REAL!!
Nothing you, Jack Cash, or Kevin Hardaway can say will make me think any other different way!!! Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway, I can handle!! With the help from Anastasia Petrova. We will defeat them!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): With rage, I construct!!! With my hatred, you can accomplish your goals and achievements!!! Embrace the hatred. Kevin Hardaway wants to hurt you!!! Listen to me Ace. Jack Cash wants to hurt Stephanie!!! He wants you to forget about Stephanie!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): NEVER!!! STEPHANIE IS DEAD!!! STEPHANIE IS DEAD!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Yes, she is!! And Jack Cage and Kevin Hardaway is laughing at you!!! With my help, you can punish them, for laughing at your dead wife!!! Embrace me!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself, grabbing his head): NO!!! NEVER!!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Embrace me, Stephan!!! Embrace me, Slaughter!!! With me, you can hurt all those who are laughing at you!! They know about your problems and they still laugh at you, Ace. Be my friend, Ace. I will be YOUR friend. I will help you, Ace. I WILL protect, Stephan!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): I will NOT listen to you!! No-o-o-o!! I... WILL... NOT!!! I... WILL... NOT... LISTEN!!! I... WILL... NOT!!! I... WILL I WILL... LISTEN!!! I WILL... LISTEN TO YOU!!!
(Slaughter looks up and see his reflection in a small mirror)
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): But, he will listen to me!!! Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway are... DEAD MEN!!!
(Slaughter turns away from the mirror and grabs for the camera, Slaughter puts his right hand over the camera lens.)
Slaughter(narration): I just don't understand!! I really don't!! I keep telling everyone, every single person, that I haven't really changed, not one bit, not one bit, at all. It is the people, that surround me, who have changed. Changed, against me. It is so... ...so it has to be. But, no one will understand that. They call me crazy. They call me out of control. They just don't understand me, not one bit. I try to excel and push forward. Maybe, it is the fact, that I am trying to find past glory. I know. But, I haven't lost the hunger or that stare one has, when one has total control of one's destiny. For the last several years, I lost control of something. I lost my will, my will of fulfillment. I didn't have the opportunity. That wasn't chosen for me. I didn't have THAT choice. My destiny was surrounded by four walls, four padded walls. My tranquility was is medication form, as long as I took my medication. But now, I have come across a true opportunity to accomplish my destiny, once again. But, I thought it was my new tranquility. But, I should have known. All it is now, is just a brand new set of rules, that I have to follow. The power of the people, control those rules. If I don't play by those rules, as a marionette puppet, I am portrayed as a changed man. I am villified as an angry man and I am pushed aside as used chewing gum. As long as I kiss the proverbable as*, the fans stay happy. I can't take it...
(The sliding door, to the room, opens. It is Camera-Dude. Slaughter stays unmoved.)
Camera-Dude: Ace, you have mail. It looks important. It came in an manila envelope. It's from WCF.
(Slaughter right eye opens.)
Camera-Dude: The envelope is not too big. It might have a couple of pieces of paper, in it. It was sent by DHL. I had to sign for it.
(Slaughter opens both eyes, then hops up and grabs the envelope.)
Camera-Dude: What is it. Is it important? It looks important.
Ace Slaughter: How can you tell?
Camera-Dude: By the letter head. How do you feel? You feel any better?
Ace Slaughter: I feel better.
Camera-Dude: So, what is it?
Ace Slaughter: If you have to know, nosey-ass, it's my match announcements.
Camera-Dude: For which? Slam or ONE?
Ace Slaughter: Both. The US title match, for ONE, has changed. Son of a bitch!!!
Camera-Dude: What?!
Ace Slaughter: That son of bitch Jack Cash, the one who practically jumped me, after the tag match.
Camera-Dude: Who?
Ace Slaughter: That creepy little bastard, the who jumped me. He too, also wanted to make his point. He wanted to enter the US title scene.
Camera-Dude: Just like you did?
Ace Slaughter: Good point. I understand why he did it. But why jump me? He could of easily jumped Hardaway.
Camera-Dude: And that match is for ONE?
Ace Slaughter: Yeah.
Camera-Dude: And what about Slam?
Ace Slaughter: A tag bout. It's me and Anastasia Petrova against Cash and Hardaway.
Camera-Dude: Ou-u-u, good match.
Ace Slaughter: Yea. It'll give me an opportunity to cause some major damage, before ONE.
Camera-Dude: That's in 25 days.
Ace Slaughter: But, you have to understand something. From now to ONE, I could be facing Hardaway a few times and each time will be more intense than the other previous times. So, these next few weeks is gonna be really really intense.
Camera-Dude: Intense?!
Ace Slaughter: Yes, intense. I don't want to sound cheesy. but, think about it. Really think about this. He knows, that I want that Us title. He knows that I have the capabilities to take that title from his cold, clammy, greedy little hands. So each time we face, in the ring, until ONE, we are gonna go for each other's throats. I know it, he knows, and by God, everyone else knows it!!! By the time the pay per view comes around, we would of kick the holy hell out of each other.
Camera-Dude: But, don't forget Jack Cash. He's been added to the equation. So, not only do you have Kevin Hardaway going to try to keep you from taking his US title, you now have Jack Cash added. He wants the same thing you do... the US Championship!!!
Ace Slaughter: Damn right!! Hey, do me a favor... do you have your camera?
Camera-Dude: Right here.
Ace Slaughter: Good!!
Camera-Dude: When you're ready.
Ace Slaughter: Before December 21st even comes around, on November 30th, at the Rose Garden , in the great city of Portland, Oregon, I have tag match with Anastasia Petrova, as my partner. We will face off with Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway. Those two are gonna be my opponents, at ONE, for the US Championship!! Jack Cash, you little insignifinant insect feces, you HAD the grapefruits to interfere in MY match. I don't know who in the holy hell you think you are, to interfere in my match, but nooone is gonna be able to identify your remains after the pay per view, you can guarantee that. But, onto more important matters. Kevin Hardaway, I don't care how many times I have to face off against you till ONE, but I will make such an impact against, by the time ONE comes around, it won't be too hard for me to annahilate you and take what is rightfully mine and that is the Unites States Championship!!! Now, I know it's real easy talking smack in front of a camera. that's why I've been meditating. To clear my mind of all that is not pure. To keep my mind intact to what my purpose and what is my internal goal. That goal is to defeat for your US Championship. To achieve that goal, I am gonna have to get to a level where I know I can defeat you. That means meditation, working out continuously, and eating healthy. You can train your way and I'll train my way. But, my friends and my associates have noticed that I have been doing nothing but train. They have asked me why....
Slaughter begins to talk as if he were having a conversation with himself.)
Ace Slaughter(talking as someone else and as himself): "Why have I been 'obsessed' about the pay per view?" I told them... "I'm not obsessed about the pay per view match!!" Then they said "What's the capital of Florida?" They I said, of course "The answer is obvious it's... Kevin Hardaway!!!" Then they asked me another easy question "What is the color of the sun?" Then I said "Of course, that's a pre-school question. The answer is... Kevin Hardaway. But, the funny thing is, people give me looks. I don't understand. I give them the right answers, but people still look at me weird. Then people get frustrated ask me what shape is a ball. Then I say... Kevin Hardaway. At this point, people are getting pissed, I STILL don't understand. I give everyone the right correct answer. I think I'm losing my ever-loving mind. I don't understand!!! Then the people ask me one last question. A safety question... What do you call a person who runs into the street, to chase after a ball, but did not look both ways and they get hit by a car. What do you call them?" I said, with a straight face... "Jack Cash"!!!
(Slaughter's voice begins to slightly change)
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): That's stupid!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): No!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Yes it is!!! I know it!! You know it!!! Jack Cash doesn't deserve to be hit by a bus!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): I never said that!!! All I said is that Jack Cash is what you call someone you runs into the street, without looking both ways, chasing after a red shiney ball and gets hits by a bus!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): His fate should be much worse, than just crushing bones and exploding organs. His fate should be more like..... BURNING IN HELL!!! His flesh dripping from his flesh. The stench from his flesh burning and liquidating, as the flesh hits the fire below. Jack Cash screaming in a horrific way. By this, he would have perished and it was just his should screaming out in agony!! The most terrifying part, of the burning death of Jack Cash would of been... his family standing there, frozen in fear, not knowing what to do. The firemen, just a minute to late. The paramedics would just have to wait. Everyone would keep trying, but Jack Cash, would not have a chance.
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): You're sick!! You're horrible!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): I am you. My thought come from you. My words escape from your lips. You speak my thoughts!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): NO!!! NEVER!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Yes you do!!! I promise!!! I would never lie to you!!! I'm Oblivion!! I'm your friend Oblivion.
(Slaughter looks up and see his reflection in a small mirror, He see himself, but hears Oblivion...)
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice):... I would never hurt you!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself)[/i]: No f*cking way!!! I am Ace Slaughter!!!! I'm not YOU!!! I'm Ace Slaughter!! I'M ACE SLAUGHTER!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Actually, your name is Stephan Johnson. Ace Slaughter is not real!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): I am real!!! I'm very real. I give out real pain!!! So, I must be real!!! Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway are gonna know that I am real. They will be feeling real pain!! They will tasting their REAL blood!!! I am real!! I am REAL!! ACE SLAUGHTER IS REAL!!
Nothing you, Jack Cash, or Kevin Hardaway can say will make me think any other different way!!! Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway, I can handle!! With the help from Anastasia Petrova. We will defeat them!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): With rage, I construct!!! With my hatred, you can accomplish your goals and achievements!!! Embrace the hatred. Kevin Hardaway wants to hurt you!!! Listen to me Ace. Jack Cash wants to hurt Stephanie!!! He wants you to forget about Stephanie!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): NEVER!!! STEPHANIE IS DEAD!!! STEPHANIE IS DEAD!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Yes, she is!! And Jack Cage and Kevin Hardaway is laughing at you!!! With my help, you can punish them, for laughing at your dead wife!!! Embrace me!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself, grabbing his head): NO!!! NEVER!!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): Embrace me, Stephan!!! Embrace me, Slaughter!!! With me, you can hurt all those who are laughing at you!! They know about your problems and they still laugh at you, Ace. Be my friend, Ace. I will be YOUR friend. I will help you, Ace. I WILL protect, Stephan!!!
Ace Slaughter(talking as himself): I will NOT listen to you!! No-o-o-o!! I... WILL... NOT!!! I... WILL... NOT... LISTEN!!! I... WILL... NOT!!! I... WILL I WILL... LISTEN!!! I WILL... LISTEN TO YOU!!!
(Slaughter looks up and see his reflection in a small mirror)
Ace Slaughter(talking with a different voice): But, he will listen to me!!! Jack Cash and Kevin Hardaway are... DEAD MEN!!!
(Slaughter turns away from the mirror and grabs for the camera, Slaughter puts his right hand over the camera lens.)
