Post by Biggs on Jun 23, 2006 20:11:31 GMT -5
The camera flickers to life and we are inside of JJ Biggs' living room. The television screen is a static mess. The camera switches around in the direction of the couch where JJ Biggs is sitting. He has the remote on his lap and he is resting his head on the back of the couch. The sound of his snoring is overpowering the annoying sound of the television static. He has HIS WCF World Championship next to him on the couch.
For some odd reason, he suddenly rises from his sleep. He blinks a few times as he figures out where he is. He wipes the drool off of his face and he looks across the room at the television. He throws the remote onto the floor and he scratches his head as he slowly gets up off the couch. He stretches before walking into the kitchen. He opens the refrigerator and he pulls out a bottle of Budweiser. He opens the bottle and he throws the cap into the trash in the corner of the kitchen. He takes a drink from the beer and he stumbles over to the kitchen table. He pulls the chair out and he takes a seat. He takes another drink from the bottle before resting it on the table.
JJ Biggs: If I ever have trouble sleeping, I am going to watch that tape of Torture rambling on that Jake sent me. It was only a few minutes in and I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I managed to get through it, but I lost twenty minutes of my life that I wish I could get back.
He sighs as he grabs the bottle tightly in his hand and he raises it up to his mouth to take another drink. He slowly places it back onto the table and he stares into the camera that has followed him into the kitchen.
JJ Biggs: I am getting sick and tired of hearing about Torture's undefeated streak. You may be undefeated and I may have lost three times, but who is the champion? That's right, I am. I was champion before my tenth match but you've had over fifty and you're just now getting your shot. You can brag about your undefeated streak, your Hardcore title, your People's title, and all of that bullshit. However, none of that matters because you've never seen the top of the mountain. The fact that I rose to the top of this federation so quickly shows the lack of talent that this place has. Therefore, you're fifty-plus victories have come against "veterans" who are just a bunch of has-beens. You managed to defeat them AFTER they were actually worth something.
Yes, you are very repetitive, Torture. Every time I turn around you're trying to throw your undefeated streak in my face. You're trying to tell me that you're one of the best Hardcore wrestlers that this industry has ever seen. Everything I say you're trying to say that it has been said before. Let's not forget that every time you make a public appearance you call me a, "paper champion." That's not repetitive? Actually, I don't really give a damn. You can say what you like because when it comes down to it, at Explosion, I'm going to pound your skull in so bad that you're going to be lying in a hospital bed shitting on yourself. You're going to be hooked up to all different medical devices. If, and I mean if, you manage to recover and you are released from the hospital; I guarantee that you will respect me. As the old saying goes, "respect your elders, jackass."
JJ grabs the bottle of Budweiser once again and he takes another drink from the contents. He keeps the bottle in his hand as he continues to speak.
JJ Biggs: I agree with you on one thing, Torture. It is a shame that I don't have any title defenses and it is a shame that after Explosion I still won't have a defense. You know why? Because you're too easy. I'll defeat you without breaking a sweat and I'll leave with the title which would be a defense in the eyes of most, but I don't consider it a defense because I actually need to be given a challenge. Since you're a repetitive person, as I said, I am pretty sure you'll try to say something along the lines of this: "Yeah, you're not going to leave Explosion with a title defense because you're going to leave without the title!"
How am I the most embarrassing World Champion, Torture? Oh, I know! It's because of my three losses, right? That's what you're always talking about. No, you see, you are trying to throw all of these different insults in my direction for one reason and one reason only. You're jealous. You're jealous of my talent, my charisma, my ability to five the fans what they want to see. Once again, since you're a repetitive person this is what I expect from you: "You don't have any talent! You've been defeated three times! Yeah! I've been undefeated in my last fifty-plus single's matches! You don't have charisma; I have charisma! Give the fans what they want? What are you talking about, I'm a hardcore legend! If anybody knows what the fans want, it's me. Did I mention I was undefeated? I don't think I did! I'm undefeated!" Yeah. That's how I see it. You'll ramble on about how you're undefeated for about the twentieth time. Anyway, like I said, you're jealous. You are angry because it has taken you over three years before you were given this shot. You're also angry because on the inside you know that you cannot defeat me. That's exactly why you're trying to throw all of these different insults in my direction. You're trying to get under my skin and take me off my game plan because you're hoping that it will better your chances.
Hold on! I have just remembered another Torture quote: "Did you know I was undefeated?"
JJ chuckles to himself before taking a drink from the bottle. He takes one last drink; finishing the beer. He sets the bottle back down on the table and he looks back in the direction of the camera.
JJ Biggs: It's funny that you talk about immature. It seems that you should be focusing more on training for this match rather than flapping your gums. Wait! I have another Torture quote: "I don't need to train for this match, damnit! I'm undefeated! Plus, you're a paper champion. I'm told you that before, right? Oh yeah, about five times before. Oh, well!"
Anyway, I just want you to remember one thing, Torture. I am the World Champion and you're just another challenger; and after Explosion you'll just be another victory in my record books. Remember that, youngin'.
Oh yeah, the federation we wrestle in is called, "Wrestling Championship Federation." It isn't, "World Championship Federation." It wouldn't look good if the "next World Champion" didn't even know what federation he is in, would it? Dumbass.
JJ scoots away from the table and he slowly gets to his feet. He walks towards the camera and he stops in front of it. He stares into it for a few moments before walking around the camera and disappearing into the other room.
The camera fades out.
For some odd reason, he suddenly rises from his sleep. He blinks a few times as he figures out where he is. He wipes the drool off of his face and he looks across the room at the television. He throws the remote onto the floor and he scratches his head as he slowly gets up off the couch. He stretches before walking into the kitchen. He opens the refrigerator and he pulls out a bottle of Budweiser. He opens the bottle and he throws the cap into the trash in the corner of the kitchen. He takes a drink from the beer and he stumbles over to the kitchen table. He pulls the chair out and he takes a seat. He takes another drink from the bottle before resting it on the table.
JJ Biggs: If I ever have trouble sleeping, I am going to watch that tape of Torture rambling on that Jake sent me. It was only a few minutes in and I was struggling to keep my eyes open. I managed to get through it, but I lost twenty minutes of my life that I wish I could get back.
He sighs as he grabs the bottle tightly in his hand and he raises it up to his mouth to take another drink. He slowly places it back onto the table and he stares into the camera that has followed him into the kitchen.
JJ Biggs: I am getting sick and tired of hearing about Torture's undefeated streak. You may be undefeated and I may have lost three times, but who is the champion? That's right, I am. I was champion before my tenth match but you've had over fifty and you're just now getting your shot. You can brag about your undefeated streak, your Hardcore title, your People's title, and all of that bullshit. However, none of that matters because you've never seen the top of the mountain. The fact that I rose to the top of this federation so quickly shows the lack of talent that this place has. Therefore, you're fifty-plus victories have come against "veterans" who are just a bunch of has-beens. You managed to defeat them AFTER they were actually worth something.
Yes, you are very repetitive, Torture. Every time I turn around you're trying to throw your undefeated streak in my face. You're trying to tell me that you're one of the best Hardcore wrestlers that this industry has ever seen. Everything I say you're trying to say that it has been said before. Let's not forget that every time you make a public appearance you call me a, "paper champion." That's not repetitive? Actually, I don't really give a damn. You can say what you like because when it comes down to it, at Explosion, I'm going to pound your skull in so bad that you're going to be lying in a hospital bed shitting on yourself. You're going to be hooked up to all different medical devices. If, and I mean if, you manage to recover and you are released from the hospital; I guarantee that you will respect me. As the old saying goes, "respect your elders, jackass."
JJ grabs the bottle of Budweiser once again and he takes another drink from the contents. He keeps the bottle in his hand as he continues to speak.
JJ Biggs: I agree with you on one thing, Torture. It is a shame that I don't have any title defenses and it is a shame that after Explosion I still won't have a defense. You know why? Because you're too easy. I'll defeat you without breaking a sweat and I'll leave with the title which would be a defense in the eyes of most, but I don't consider it a defense because I actually need to be given a challenge. Since you're a repetitive person, as I said, I am pretty sure you'll try to say something along the lines of this: "Yeah, you're not going to leave Explosion with a title defense because you're going to leave without the title!"
How am I the most embarrassing World Champion, Torture? Oh, I know! It's because of my three losses, right? That's what you're always talking about. No, you see, you are trying to throw all of these different insults in my direction for one reason and one reason only. You're jealous. You're jealous of my talent, my charisma, my ability to five the fans what they want to see. Once again, since you're a repetitive person this is what I expect from you: "You don't have any talent! You've been defeated three times! Yeah! I've been undefeated in my last fifty-plus single's matches! You don't have charisma; I have charisma! Give the fans what they want? What are you talking about, I'm a hardcore legend! If anybody knows what the fans want, it's me. Did I mention I was undefeated? I don't think I did! I'm undefeated!" Yeah. That's how I see it. You'll ramble on about how you're undefeated for about the twentieth time. Anyway, like I said, you're jealous. You are angry because it has taken you over three years before you were given this shot. You're also angry because on the inside you know that you cannot defeat me. That's exactly why you're trying to throw all of these different insults in my direction. You're trying to get under my skin and take me off my game plan because you're hoping that it will better your chances.
Hold on! I have just remembered another Torture quote: "Did you know I was undefeated?"
JJ chuckles to himself before taking a drink from the bottle. He takes one last drink; finishing the beer. He sets the bottle back down on the table and he looks back in the direction of the camera.
JJ Biggs: It's funny that you talk about immature. It seems that you should be focusing more on training for this match rather than flapping your gums. Wait! I have another Torture quote: "I don't need to train for this match, damnit! I'm undefeated! Plus, you're a paper champion. I'm told you that before, right? Oh yeah, about five times before. Oh, well!"
Anyway, I just want you to remember one thing, Torture. I am the World Champion and you're just another challenger; and after Explosion you'll just be another victory in my record books. Remember that, youngin'.
Oh yeah, the federation we wrestle in is called, "Wrestling Championship Federation." It isn't, "World Championship Federation." It wouldn't look good if the "next World Champion" didn't even know what federation he is in, would it? Dumbass.
JJ scoots away from the table and he slowly gets to his feet. He walks towards the camera and he stops in front of it. He stares into it for a few moments before walking around the camera and disappearing into the other room.
The camera fades out.
