Post by "Sick" Billy Kryenik on Jan 29, 2007 0:51:14 GMT -5
Billy: Ravager; you’re someone who I have the utmost respect for. You and I have been up and down the road together for the past year and although we’ve never been “friends” there is still that mutual respect for one another. Actually, one of the funniest moments I had here was when you and D! strapped me to the top of the car after the infamous… Leather Titty incident. I’m still picking the bugs out of my teeth from that one. But no matter how much fun we’ve had, I know what you can do in the ring, and you know what I can do. You put it best when you said it was just “business” because that’s the only way I’m looking at this match. It’s strictly business, nothing personal – but you are in the way of me winning that match.
I know you can hurt me Ravager, I know you can take me to limits I didn’t know I had… and I expect that from you. I demand that from you. I demand that you bring you’re A game because if you don’t, I will hurt you in ways that you can’t even imagine. It won’t just be the Dry Lake that puts you out, it will be my fists of fire that burn you so bad you won’t be able to escape third degree burns. I’m so close to being on top of the world right now, comrade and I’m afraid I can’t let anyone knock me off on my way there. But afterward, we will grab a pint of beer and we can discuss old times… That is of course if both of us come out of the match full bodied and mind intact. We shall see… you and I both know how bad this could be…
Billy: Lloyd Rees, you’re back in the game and you’ve wound up in a match that has all of us wanting to prove something to everyone. I’ve never had a chance to face you, but I know from your record that you ARE a force to be reckoned with. This poses a pretty big barrier for me. I’ve never had the pleasure of taking you on, and you’ve held more titles then Ghandi’s helped children. You are one of the most legendary wrestlers in NAPW, be it for good reasons or bad, you are going to be one hell of a challenge. However I can’t let that get to me. I can’t and won’t think of you any differently because of your accomplishments. You could have conquered the world but it doesn’t make a difference to me. If you were the King, I’d come to dethrone you. If you are the Prince, I’ll sneak to behead you. Either way you look at it, you are the Enemy and for that I must do what it takes to make sure that I dance around your corpse after that bell rings. But like Ravager, don’t take it personally. Never take it personally, because I still respect you. But my respect only goes so far and only gives you so much leniency. I have much to prove. Many battles to fight and you are just going to have to step out of the way or be run the (BLEEP) over in the process. It’s the year of the Doomriders… the East Coast Sensation will fall victim to the South Western Wolverine, Billy (BLEEP)ing Kryenik.
Billy: Lastly, Evan… Oh Evan. Evan, Evan, Evan. At first when I saw the Untouchables were together I figured you were in on it. I actually had planned on just attacking you right off the hop to get it out of the way. It was going to be a hard pill for me to swallow because unlike everyone else in this match, you are my closest enemy. You and I held the tag team titles for the second longest run in NAPW… we bonded like brothers and we stole the show on a number of occasions. I see that you’re in deep thought as of late. I don’t blame you; there are a million of us gunning for you. However this week you are exempt of the defending that title of yours. It will remain in your possession for a little longer, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. I want you to go into Cold Snap as champion and defend it with the honour I know you have. You deserve to be the heavyweight champion… for the time being anyway. You will always be my friend, no matter how long it’s been since we’ve talked or how many times we’ve almost come to blows over disagreements. But this Tuesday is a pretense to what’s going to go down after Cold Snap is over.
But I must say, I am glad I didn’t jump the gun and go after you right after the match. I could have… I could have just cracked you upside the head and demanded answers. but after all I can’t be so cruel to a man who handed me my only title in this company. You may argue that you were one of the reasons why I was inducted into the hall of fame. That title looks good on my resume and it’s something I’ll never forget. So that is why I have decided to keep you and I on the same page. It seems as though you are going to have problems with the Untouchables as well. It’s a tricky situation when apparent friends go behind your back and form secret unions. But that’s ok; Evan. It’s all-good. I know you’d beat Casino’s ass from post to post if you two got in the ring together. Actually I kind of hope you do… But after me because that son of a bitch is going to feel what its like when his Lake goes Dry. The Hot Salvation, The Kiss of Babylon, The Branch Breaker, The Halo… and finally the Dry Lake. All served cold, hard and with more aggression then a 20-ton truck ramming into a speeding bullet train. I want that man destroyed once and for all.
Billy: So maybe we’re on the same page. Maybe we can be good friends still, but this Tuesday you are my enemy. This Tuesday you are the piece of the puzzle that I need to over come to get that pride… that honour that I need to go into the title match. I NEED to win this match for me. I need to win it for those fans. I need to win it for the Doomriders.
[The cab driver pulls up to the Thai Food restaurant where Billy requested. Tommy Deathrow is already standing outside the place, leaning against the wall. He has a mickey of Fireball whisky in his hand, keeping him warm and cozy. Billy looks awkwardly out the window and hands the driver a stack of money. Billy steps out of the car…]
Tommy: About (BLEEP)ing time assclown. I’ve been waiting forever/
Billy: How did you get here before me?
Tommy: I was just down the street.
Billy: You said you were across town?
Tommy: I lied. So what.
Billy: Eh, whatever. No big deal.
Tommy: (BLEEP)ing right no big deal. So what’s new, I haven’t talked to you in a few days. Where the hell have you been?
Billy: I’ve been around man. I’ve just been by myself for a bit, no big deal.
Tommy: Cool, you ready for Tuesday? (BLEEP) I am and I don’t have a match. (BLEEP)ing Winchell kept me off the card, I know it.
Billy: Don’t worry about it. Worry about Cold Snap.
Tommy: (BLEEP) me sideways, why would I worry? What’s there to worry about? It’s Krenshov and Casino. Both of those jokes have lost to at least one of us.
Billy: Well don’t worry, but keep your (BLEEP)ing eyes on them. You know they might get involved in my match.
Tommy: Over my dead body. I got a shovel and a nice grave for both of those bastards. It’s only about three feet deep, but that’s as much respect as they’re getting. They’re lucky I don’t just smack em upside the head and throw them in the (BLEEP)ing Pacific.
Billy: I can’t wait for Tuesday man. People are really going to turn their heads.
Tommy: You better kick Evans ass. If he thinks for some second that he won the pose off, he’s (BLEEP)ing mistaken. I totally owned him. Check this (BLEEP).
[Tommy flexes with his coat on after tucking his fireball whiskey under his arm.]
Billy: You can always make me laugh Tommy. No matter what, you always make me laugh.
Tommy: Make you laugh? I’m being serious here. Evan is a stupid punk.
Billy: He’s not so bad. He’s still my friend, you know.
Tommy: Meh, he’s never been my friend. Neither has Ravager or Rees. All three of those (BLEEP)s can’t touch the Doomriders.
Billy: I got this. This is a big opportunity for me and I refuse to (BLEEP) this up.
Tommy: It’s not even for the title though. It’s not that big of a deal if you don’t win. If you don’t win, make sure you at least make someone bleed. For me. Please Billy? Make one of them bleed for me? Hahahha
Billy: Oh god yeah. But I want to WIN! I want to become the top dog in the yard. Can you imagine how that will make the Doomriders look Tommy? The Doomriders will definitely be on top of the NAPW.
Tommy: Well you will. I keep getting (BLEEP)ed around.
Billy: Bull(BLEEP). We do (BLEEP) as a team. Doomriders 2007 baby. What’s mine is yours.
Tommy: And what’s mine is mine… Except, do you want some of this fireball?
Billy: Maybe a sip…
Tommy: Get your own bitch! That’s my fireball! Ha Ha Ha.
Billy: You’re such a cock.
Tommy: I try.
Billy: Lets just get some food, (BLEEP) face.
[Billy and Tommy walk into the restaurant… onto Billy’s inner monologue.]
Monologue
Two days before the one of the greatest moments of my life. Will I be remembered for my victory or a great loss? Who knows whether I’ll win or lose… but I do know one thing. All three of those guys are going to each get a personal fist signed, sealed and delivered straight from Billy Kryenik.
Onto Victory.
Onto Glory.
Onto History.
I know you can hurt me Ravager, I know you can take me to limits I didn’t know I had… and I expect that from you. I demand that from you. I demand that you bring you’re A game because if you don’t, I will hurt you in ways that you can’t even imagine. It won’t just be the Dry Lake that puts you out, it will be my fists of fire that burn you so bad you won’t be able to escape third degree burns. I’m so close to being on top of the world right now, comrade and I’m afraid I can’t let anyone knock me off on my way there. But afterward, we will grab a pint of beer and we can discuss old times… That is of course if both of us come out of the match full bodied and mind intact. We shall see… you and I both know how bad this could be…
Billy: Lloyd Rees, you’re back in the game and you’ve wound up in a match that has all of us wanting to prove something to everyone. I’ve never had a chance to face you, but I know from your record that you ARE a force to be reckoned with. This poses a pretty big barrier for me. I’ve never had the pleasure of taking you on, and you’ve held more titles then Ghandi’s helped children. You are one of the most legendary wrestlers in NAPW, be it for good reasons or bad, you are going to be one hell of a challenge. However I can’t let that get to me. I can’t and won’t think of you any differently because of your accomplishments. You could have conquered the world but it doesn’t make a difference to me. If you were the King, I’d come to dethrone you. If you are the Prince, I’ll sneak to behead you. Either way you look at it, you are the Enemy and for that I must do what it takes to make sure that I dance around your corpse after that bell rings. But like Ravager, don’t take it personally. Never take it personally, because I still respect you. But my respect only goes so far and only gives you so much leniency. I have much to prove. Many battles to fight and you are just going to have to step out of the way or be run the (BLEEP) over in the process. It’s the year of the Doomriders… the East Coast Sensation will fall victim to the South Western Wolverine, Billy (BLEEP)ing Kryenik.
Billy: Lastly, Evan… Oh Evan. Evan, Evan, Evan. At first when I saw the Untouchables were together I figured you were in on it. I actually had planned on just attacking you right off the hop to get it out of the way. It was going to be a hard pill for me to swallow because unlike everyone else in this match, you are my closest enemy. You and I held the tag team titles for the second longest run in NAPW… we bonded like brothers and we stole the show on a number of occasions. I see that you’re in deep thought as of late. I don’t blame you; there are a million of us gunning for you. However this week you are exempt of the defending that title of yours. It will remain in your possession for a little longer, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. I want you to go into Cold Snap as champion and defend it with the honour I know you have. You deserve to be the heavyweight champion… for the time being anyway. You will always be my friend, no matter how long it’s been since we’ve talked or how many times we’ve almost come to blows over disagreements. But this Tuesday is a pretense to what’s going to go down after Cold Snap is over.
But I must say, I am glad I didn’t jump the gun and go after you right after the match. I could have… I could have just cracked you upside the head and demanded answers. but after all I can’t be so cruel to a man who handed me my only title in this company. You may argue that you were one of the reasons why I was inducted into the hall of fame. That title looks good on my resume and it’s something I’ll never forget. So that is why I have decided to keep you and I on the same page. It seems as though you are going to have problems with the Untouchables as well. It’s a tricky situation when apparent friends go behind your back and form secret unions. But that’s ok; Evan. It’s all-good. I know you’d beat Casino’s ass from post to post if you two got in the ring together. Actually I kind of hope you do… But after me because that son of a bitch is going to feel what its like when his Lake goes Dry. The Hot Salvation, The Kiss of Babylon, The Branch Breaker, The Halo… and finally the Dry Lake. All served cold, hard and with more aggression then a 20-ton truck ramming into a speeding bullet train. I want that man destroyed once and for all.
Billy: So maybe we’re on the same page. Maybe we can be good friends still, but this Tuesday you are my enemy. This Tuesday you are the piece of the puzzle that I need to over come to get that pride… that honour that I need to go into the title match. I NEED to win this match for me. I need to win it for those fans. I need to win it for the Doomriders.
[The cab driver pulls up to the Thai Food restaurant where Billy requested. Tommy Deathrow is already standing outside the place, leaning against the wall. He has a mickey of Fireball whisky in his hand, keeping him warm and cozy. Billy looks awkwardly out the window and hands the driver a stack of money. Billy steps out of the car…]
Tommy: About (BLEEP)ing time assclown. I’ve been waiting forever/
Billy: How did you get here before me?
Tommy: I was just down the street.
Billy: You said you were across town?
Tommy: I lied. So what.
Billy: Eh, whatever. No big deal.
Tommy: (BLEEP)ing right no big deal. So what’s new, I haven’t talked to you in a few days. Where the hell have you been?
Billy: I’ve been around man. I’ve just been by myself for a bit, no big deal.
Tommy: Cool, you ready for Tuesday? (BLEEP) I am and I don’t have a match. (BLEEP)ing Winchell kept me off the card, I know it.
Billy: Don’t worry about it. Worry about Cold Snap.
Tommy: (BLEEP) me sideways, why would I worry? What’s there to worry about? It’s Krenshov and Casino. Both of those jokes have lost to at least one of us.
Billy: Well don’t worry, but keep your (BLEEP)ing eyes on them. You know they might get involved in my match.
Tommy: Over my dead body. I got a shovel and a nice grave for both of those bastards. It’s only about three feet deep, but that’s as much respect as they’re getting. They’re lucky I don’t just smack em upside the head and throw them in the (BLEEP)ing Pacific.
Billy: I can’t wait for Tuesday man. People are really going to turn their heads.
Tommy: You better kick Evans ass. If he thinks for some second that he won the pose off, he’s (BLEEP)ing mistaken. I totally owned him. Check this (BLEEP).
[Tommy flexes with his coat on after tucking his fireball whiskey under his arm.]
Billy: You can always make me laugh Tommy. No matter what, you always make me laugh.
Tommy: Make you laugh? I’m being serious here. Evan is a stupid punk.
Billy: He’s not so bad. He’s still my friend, you know.
Tommy: Meh, he’s never been my friend. Neither has Ravager or Rees. All three of those (BLEEP)s can’t touch the Doomriders.
Billy: I got this. This is a big opportunity for me and I refuse to (BLEEP) this up.
Tommy: It’s not even for the title though. It’s not that big of a deal if you don’t win. If you don’t win, make sure you at least make someone bleed. For me. Please Billy? Make one of them bleed for me? Hahahha
Billy: Oh god yeah. But I want to WIN! I want to become the top dog in the yard. Can you imagine how that will make the Doomriders look Tommy? The Doomriders will definitely be on top of the NAPW.
Tommy: Well you will. I keep getting (BLEEP)ed around.
Billy: Bull(BLEEP). We do (BLEEP) as a team. Doomriders 2007 baby. What’s mine is yours.
Tommy: And what’s mine is mine… Except, do you want some of this fireball?
Billy: Maybe a sip…
Tommy: Get your own bitch! That’s my fireball! Ha Ha Ha.
Billy: You’re such a cock.
Tommy: I try.
Billy: Lets just get some food, (BLEEP) face.
[Billy and Tommy walk into the restaurant… onto Billy’s inner monologue.]
Monologue
Two days before the one of the greatest moments of my life. Will I be remembered for my victory or a great loss? Who knows whether I’ll win or lose… but I do know one thing. All three of those guys are going to each get a personal fist signed, sealed and delivered straight from Billy Kryenik.
Onto Victory.
Onto Glory.
Onto History.