Post by Nightmare on Mar 6, 2007 19:39:06 GMT -5
(NIGHTMARE in the locker room. Lost in thought. Hands tightly clenched together. His green eyes dart back and forth. His black and red wrist tape is starting to wear out. He glances up at the camera, rolls his eyes, and looks back at the wall. We don't know what exactly could be so interesting on a wall so blank, but he just sits there staring.)
NIGHTMARE - So, I guess New Alberta Pro got exactly what they wanted. Rex Caliber got exactly what he wanted. The fans got exactly what they wanted. Billy Kryenik got exactly what he wanted. And I get to sit here in the locker room, getting absolutely nothing out of it.
(He hangs his head, shaking it. He looks at the camera, smiling.)
NIGHTMARE - You might be sitting there on your couch watching this going "Yeah, he still the same old ass hole Nightmare, wait for the pity party." Belive it or not, I learned something from all of this. I'm sure there'll be promos up all over NAPWonline.com from poeple complaining because they don't give a damn what I learned from a loss. Since when do I give a (BLEEP) what you think? I wrestled Kryenik tonight, I lost, sure. I learned something from Kryenik. Yes, there's still life of the old me left.
You can't complain because you lose, it solves nothing. What you can do, is do something about it. And that's exactly what I told myself I would do as I walked out of the Polish Hall, glaring at Kryenik. I came out thinking "Next week I'll DEFINITELY make an impact!" But I just came out to find that I'm not booked for next week's event, and it's in my home town. We'll talk about my not being booked in just a sec.
(NIGHTMARE stands up, putting his hands on his waist and breathing heavily.)
NIGHTMARE - After my match tonight, Kryenik told me to shake his hand. I don't know what he was trying to prove, but he did it. You saw what I did. I just rolled out of the ring. Why? Because I need to send a message to Kryenik, too. He taught me something, now he needs to learn something. That lesson is that I don't give a (BLEEP) what he thinks or wants. I don't have to care what he thinks or wants. I wrestled Kryenik and lost, fine. I lost to the better man tonight. I ain't gonna lie, I got schooled tonight. Admitting it doesn't make me any less pissed off about it. But just because he beat me doesn't make me any more obligated to care what he thinks.
You know what I'm gonna do now? Take this loss, funnel it into my pool of fire, and just. Keep. Fighting. Until I get what I deserve.
But there's an obstacle that my goal just can't seem to cope with. The problem is, I'm not booked for next week. Here's my solution.
I'm issuing an open to challenge to anyone. I don't care if you think you want to make an impact like me, or if you just want to shut me up for "whining," just like Kryenik. I'll take on anyone, and I will win.
If you people complain about my complaining, shut the hell up. It's my right to complain over a loss, not that I enjoy it, but if you have a problem, I couldn't give a (BLEEP). If you have a problem, don't try to solve it by complaining, you hypocritical mother (BLEEP)ers.
Rex Caliber, I'm talking to you, if I'm not booked for TNF in my own home town, we're gonna have "words," brotha.
(Fades.)
NIGHTMARE - So, I guess New Alberta Pro got exactly what they wanted. Rex Caliber got exactly what he wanted. The fans got exactly what they wanted. Billy Kryenik got exactly what he wanted. And I get to sit here in the locker room, getting absolutely nothing out of it.
(He hangs his head, shaking it. He looks at the camera, smiling.)
NIGHTMARE - You might be sitting there on your couch watching this going "Yeah, he still the same old ass hole Nightmare, wait for the pity party." Belive it or not, I learned something from all of this. I'm sure there'll be promos up all over NAPWonline.com from poeple complaining because they don't give a damn what I learned from a loss. Since when do I give a (BLEEP) what you think? I wrestled Kryenik tonight, I lost, sure. I learned something from Kryenik. Yes, there's still life of the old me left.
You can't complain because you lose, it solves nothing. What you can do, is do something about it. And that's exactly what I told myself I would do as I walked out of the Polish Hall, glaring at Kryenik. I came out thinking "Next week I'll DEFINITELY make an impact!" But I just came out to find that I'm not booked for next week's event, and it's in my home town. We'll talk about my not being booked in just a sec.
(NIGHTMARE stands up, putting his hands on his waist and breathing heavily.)
NIGHTMARE - After my match tonight, Kryenik told me to shake his hand. I don't know what he was trying to prove, but he did it. You saw what I did. I just rolled out of the ring. Why? Because I need to send a message to Kryenik, too. He taught me something, now he needs to learn something. That lesson is that I don't give a (BLEEP) what he thinks or wants. I don't have to care what he thinks or wants. I wrestled Kryenik and lost, fine. I lost to the better man tonight. I ain't gonna lie, I got schooled tonight. Admitting it doesn't make me any less pissed off about it. But just because he beat me doesn't make me any more obligated to care what he thinks.
You know what I'm gonna do now? Take this loss, funnel it into my pool of fire, and just. Keep. Fighting. Until I get what I deserve.
But there's an obstacle that my goal just can't seem to cope with. The problem is, I'm not booked for next week. Here's my solution.
I'm issuing an open to challenge to anyone. I don't care if you think you want to make an impact like me, or if you just want to shut me up for "whining," just like Kryenik. I'll take on anyone, and I will win.
If you people complain about my complaining, shut the hell up. It's my right to complain over a loss, not that I enjoy it, but if you have a problem, I couldn't give a (BLEEP). If you have a problem, don't try to solve it by complaining, you hypocritical mother (BLEEP)ers.
Rex Caliber, I'm talking to you, if I'm not booked for TNF in my own home town, we're gonna have "words," brotha.
(Fades.)