Scene: It's Thursday Night, the whether sucks and its raining
cats and dogs... Nathan Jones though is walking through it, no umbrella,
no jacket.. just a tank top.. Ric is with him, umbrella in the air,
worried about Nathan getting a cold..
' The Nature Boy ' Ric Flair: Well how do you expect me to look at you? Being out in this whether could get us both a cold.. I don't need that, nor do you.. not if your gonna beat Storm on Smackdown! ' Front Row ' Nathan Jones: What the hell is wrong with you? Huh? Every time I seem to do something, your on my back, your like a wife.. so for Christ sake woman, get back in the god damn Kitchen and do something your good at!! ' The Nature Boy ' Ric Flair: Aye, don't get up at me Jones, I'm gonna MAKE you into the man who rules the CWF! Don't even try me! ' Front Row ' Nathan Jones: Ok Flair, fair point.. you want to fight.. let's fight ' The Nature Boy ' Ric Flair: I didn't say that, did I! ' Front Row ' Nathan Jones: Fair enough.. let's not fight.. BUT WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME!? I'm going to beat Lance Storm on Smackdown, I didn't do the job properly on RAW, I understand that.. HBK got away with his skull in tact and yeah yeah, shit happens, I ran my mouth but lost the plot.. well Flair, where the hell were you huh? Why weren't you making me into Championship Material? Where were you when I had HBK backed up, ready to win... huh? I didn't see you Ric, I didn't see the Nature Boy try and help me MAKE SURE the victory was mine! I didn't see it! and I'm not blind! So before you go running off your mouth at me, think about things logically, I've been here a week yet I've had no progress made as to becoming a Champion or even a SOMEBODY so why shouldn't I FIRE YOUR ASS right now? I'm not paying money if I don't get the service I require and when you took the job, you realized the implications.. you saw the deal and you agreed, signing on the dotted line with my agent, terms were that you GET ME A TITLE SHOT! Off the bat Ric.. no TOURNAMENT.. and you failed, you've got another chance.. DON'T BLOW IT! I'm gonna win this tournament, I'm gonna beat Lance Storm's head off his fucking shoulders, rip him limb from limb and leave his bloody carcass in a crippled heap.. don't believe me? Fine.. but on Smackdown WHEN i get the job done.. don't try telling me how crap I was, cause mate.. it just aint gonna make a difference! ' The Nature Boy ' Ric Flair: I have your best interests at heart and you know it, your just pissed off, let's calm you down, get you a drink and get you home for an early night, no arguments, okay? ' Front Row ' Nathan Jones: Fine Flair, Fine! ' The Nature Boy ' Ric Flair: Now I was thinking, how about a Gimmick? ' Front Row ' Nathan Jones: A Gimmick? Ric, I don't need a gimmick mate, I'm the Australian Monster, a BEAST.. a BIGGER Version of Superman without the lucre.. I don't need a gimmick! ' The Nature Boy ' Ric Flair: Trouble is, Lance has one.. he's 'THE IMPACT PLAYER' ' Front Row ' Nathan Jones: And I'm Bruce Willis.. fuck man, Storm can be whoever he wants, he could be Super-chump, Ass-Lick... King Gay, I don't care.. a gimmick isn't gonna decide whether I walk out of Smackdown a winner or a loser, what will decide is if I control the match, dominate the action, tear apart Lance Storm and POUND him into DUST and trust me when I say Ric, I don't like losing and I don't intend to walk away a loser, I won't follow the foot steps of such idiots as Ken Shamrock... Brock Lesnar.. morons who push themselves out of the Championship Wrestling Federation.. this company needs someone like me, they need someone who will destroy opposition, even if when push comes to shove, I rule this company.. people WILL FLOCK TO see me and that starts on Smackdown, it starts when I pick up my first noted victory against Lance Storm.. I can't afford to lose, my career is going up, not down.. it's time for me to SHOW STOP the audience, my competition and Lance Storm.. all on the road to becoming WORLD CHAMPION! How does that sound Lance? Sound good does it mate? Well I'm sure it does and the dream is gonna get nearer come SD.. it's gonna get so close you can smell, you can taste it.. but the building block in your way, the stepping stone which you have to try and cross over is ME! IT'S ME LANCE! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WALK ACROSS ME!? Do I look like a STEPPING STONE!? HUH!? Look into my eyes Storm, look at me.. I'm not going to stop until my goals are achieved, I won't rest until you DON'T BREATHE and the outcome is simple... YOU WONT CROSS THE STEPPING STONE.. because EVERY TIME YOU TRY.. your ass will GET KNOCKED STRAIT BACK DOWN! This isn't original.. but the FEAR your feeling is nothing compared to Smackdown.. especially when DANGER becomes a reality and life becomes small and compact.. much like your head and body once I'm done... IT'S MY TIME NOW STORM, MY TIME! Scene: The scene fades with Ric patting his under-study on the back, both men leave towards the backstage area. |