Post by "LDK" Lloyd Rees on Mar 21, 2007 21:45:06 GMT -5
-Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. The arena that just held the last episode of Tuesday Night Fights in NAPW history is dark. Dark - except for a small shimmer of light that seems to be coming from nowhere in the center of the ring. Under closer inspection we can see that the light's source is the glimmering gold that surrounds the current NAPW Provincial Champion, “LDK” Lloyd Rees. Rees is alone in the middle of the ring, sitting on a steel chair, with only his multiple title belts keeping him company. There is a voice but, it is not coming from Lloyd, John Salty in nowhere to be found, and Lloyd’s only companion, “The Chairman” David Banks, can not be seen either. But, there is a voice none the less. It speaks.-
Mysterious Voice: Once again you have made short work of your opponent. You have been on a role as of late. But, soon you will have to go against him. He has got the better of you in the past and if you do not make a serious change he will get the better of you again. Are you going to let this happen?
-Rees lifts his head, hair hanging in his face, eyes rolled back in his head. He opens his mouth to speak but, all he can muster is a moan.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-The Mysterious Voice speaks again; seemly booming over the speakers.-
Mysterious Voice: I asked you a question!! Can you not even gather the nerve to answer it? How are you supposed to triumph over him?! He will embarrass you for a third time!! Is this how you want to be remembered?! I though you were supposed to be greatness personified, you are a joke!!
-“LDK” tries to speak again; the same result.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-The Mysterious Voice does not have the same problem.-
Mysterious Voice: You do not deserve to hold the prizes that you posses. They are for a man of true greatness and if you can not defeat him then you are not that man. You should be stripped of your possessions. Maybe that would teach you a lesson.
-Rees; a third time.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-The belts so perfectly placed on Lloyd’s shoulder and waist begin to vibrate slowly and a look of fear comes across Lloyd’s face. After a few moments all three title belts, NAPW Provincial and Television and the Republic of Newfoundland Title begin to break into small pieces. Lloyd confused and scare jumps out of his chair, picking up the small pieces of the decrepit titles. Lloyd holds the crumbling segments in his hands and we can make out a blurry, broken reflection of his face. The scars left on his face from two different attack by Simply Beautiful are bleeding and a tear runs out of his white eyes.-
RING! RING!! RING!!!
-The sound of the telephone wakes Lloyd in his downtown Oliver, Alberta condo. Sweat is pouring down the NAPW Provincial Champion’s face. He wipes his face in his t-shirt sleeve and answers the phone.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Yel…Yello?
-John Salty is on the other side, he is loud, and we can hear him through Lloyd’s phone.-
J. Salty: Hey Lloyd!! Get up man!! We got an appointment with an NAPW camera crew t'shoot a promo fer Sole Survivor. We got t'be d'ere by one…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: What time is it?
J. Salty: Twelve thirty!! Ya must have been tired after yer match last night with Kodiak but, I knew ya had him da whole time even after I got kick out of d’ere by da jacka**!! Anywho man, ya go’n t’be able t’get d’ere?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya I’ll be d’ere…
J. Salty: Ya sound like d’ere is somting wrong with ya. You ok?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya I’m good…
J. Salty: Good! Cause we got Simply Beautiful at Sole Survivor and I can’t wait fer ya t’finally kick da s**t out of d’hat jerk!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya…I’ll see ya in a bit.
-Lloyd hangs up the phone and gets out of bed. The NAPW Provincial Title is resting in its case and Lloyd approaches it. He stares into the gold gleam, caught in its shine, and for a moment he thinks that he can see blood on his face. Quickly he wipes the spot; nothing.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: It was just a dream…
-Scene fades.-
- A NAPW Sole Survivor banner hangs in the background. In front of that background, wrestling’s smartest man, John Salty, and the “LDK” Lloyd Rees, all his gold intact. John Salty seems him regular self, full of piss and vinegar, while Lloyd still seems to be affected by the strange dream from earlier. John gets in front of the camera to begin this regularly scheduled promo.-
J. Salty: Come one, come all t’see what god has given us!! He is a gift of great measure t'da wrasslin’ world as a whole, da man, d’hat in a few short weeks, will help REBEL Pro Wrasslin’ explode out of da gate, da man d’hat will stand strong after dispose’n of twenty-nine other men and d’hen go on t’take back what so rightfully belongs t’him. He is yer NAPW Provincial Champion!! Da “LDK”…LLOYD REES!!
-The camera focuses of Lloyd, still obviously not him regular self.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-A Look of concern comes across John Salty’s face.-
J. Salty: Ugggg?! Are you ok Lloyd b’y?
-Lloyd shakes his head to clear the cob webs.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya, I’m good…Just like I said I would, I destroyed Kevin Kodiak t’continue me historical fourth reign as NAPW Provincial Champion, but what comes next has nothing t’do with title belts. What comes next is all about REVENGE!! Next Tuesday night, in Toronto, Ontario, a chance at VENGENCE!! A chance t’ clear da air between me and Simply Beautiful, a chance t’get pay back fer all da grief, a chance t’end dis once and fer all…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya though it was over, ya though d’hat ya were done deal’n with da “LDK” but, d’hat is not how I work and you, of all people, should understand d’hat. Do ya actually tink fer a second d’hat I am go’n t’let ya rest when yer one of da only men around here t’have a win’n record over me?! WRONG!! I can barely sleep at night know’n d’hat a Larry like yerself has gotten da better of me in da past. Do ya really tink it matters how many times ya bust me wide open?! How many times ya get a tainted win over me?! Hell no!! D’hat is why, fer one time only, I agree with ya…LETS FINISH DIS TING!! I accept yer challenge fer da I Quit Match at Sole Survivor!! And like he said people; dis is as real as it gets!!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: So now Beautiful, you’ll finally have it, YER big chance!! Sure, you’ve had yer Pure Honor title reign and yer shot at da NAPW Championship but, never a chance t’topple da greatest wrassler da NAPW offer has fer good. Christ, beat me at Sole Survivor and you’ve beat’n everting da NAPW has t’throw at ya, make me say “I Quit” and it’s just as well d’hey hand you da title of Sole Survivor and da NAPW Championship, Come out victorious and ya will have beat’n da NAPW’s most decorated wrassler…WAIT A SECOND!!
-A look of revelation comes over the face of Rees.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: D’hat is what dis is all about…You’ve been idolize’n me since ya signed da dotted line d’hat made you a part of da NAPW. Ya watched me from da shadows, wish’n ya could gather up da nerve t’talk t’me. Maybe even align yerself with da “LDK”. But, ya knew deep down d’hat I would never have da time of day fer a peon like yerself. Ya longed t’have half da recognition I did and know’n d’hat it was never go’n t’come t’you easily yer obsession grew violent. Sure, you've made short work of team mates from me past, but one ting remains constant in da NAPW and da world of wrasslin’, me, da TECHINCAL TERROR, da "LDK", da one and da only...LLOYD REES!! What you are look’n at right now is GREATNESS!! A man d’hat has done it all!!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Tell yerself whatever ya want t’hear Beautiful da truth of da matter is dis. I know it, Salty knows it, and da entire NAPW knows it. Ya just got t’admit it t’yerself and you’ll feel a lot better…
-Even though Rees seems to be him regular self, talking s**t out his ass, there is most certainly something hanging over him. He exits out of view of the camera. John Salty, quite for the past few minutes, now has his chance to add his two cents worth.-
J. Salty: How do ya like d’ose apples?
-Exit. Fade.-
Mysterious Voice: Once again you have made short work of your opponent. You have been on a role as of late. But, soon you will have to go against him. He has got the better of you in the past and if you do not make a serious change he will get the better of you again. Are you going to let this happen?
-Rees lifts his head, hair hanging in his face, eyes rolled back in his head. He opens his mouth to speak but, all he can muster is a moan.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-The Mysterious Voice speaks again; seemly booming over the speakers.-
Mysterious Voice: I asked you a question!! Can you not even gather the nerve to answer it? How are you supposed to triumph over him?! He will embarrass you for a third time!! Is this how you want to be remembered?! I though you were supposed to be greatness personified, you are a joke!!
-“LDK” tries to speak again; the same result.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-The Mysterious Voice does not have the same problem.-
Mysterious Voice: You do not deserve to hold the prizes that you posses. They are for a man of true greatness and if you can not defeat him then you are not that man. You should be stripped of your possessions. Maybe that would teach you a lesson.
-Rees; a third time.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-The belts so perfectly placed on Lloyd’s shoulder and waist begin to vibrate slowly and a look of fear comes across Lloyd’s face. After a few moments all three title belts, NAPW Provincial and Television and the Republic of Newfoundland Title begin to break into small pieces. Lloyd confused and scare jumps out of his chair, picking up the small pieces of the decrepit titles. Lloyd holds the crumbling segments in his hands and we can make out a blurry, broken reflection of his face. The scars left on his face from two different attack by Simply Beautiful are bleeding and a tear runs out of his white eyes.-
RING! RING!! RING!!!
-The sound of the telephone wakes Lloyd in his downtown Oliver, Alberta condo. Sweat is pouring down the NAPW Provincial Champion’s face. He wipes his face in his t-shirt sleeve and answers the phone.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Yel…Yello?
-John Salty is on the other side, he is loud, and we can hear him through Lloyd’s phone.-
J. Salty: Hey Lloyd!! Get up man!! We got an appointment with an NAPW camera crew t'shoot a promo fer Sole Survivor. We got t'be d'ere by one…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: What time is it?
J. Salty: Twelve thirty!! Ya must have been tired after yer match last night with Kodiak but, I knew ya had him da whole time even after I got kick out of d’ere by da jacka**!! Anywho man, ya go’n t’be able t’get d’ere?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya I’ll be d’ere…
J. Salty: Ya sound like d’ere is somting wrong with ya. You ok?
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya I’m good…
J. Salty: Good! Cause we got Simply Beautiful at Sole Survivor and I can’t wait fer ya t’finally kick da s**t out of d’hat jerk!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya…I’ll see ya in a bit.
-Lloyd hangs up the phone and gets out of bed. The NAPW Provincial Title is resting in its case and Lloyd approaches it. He stares into the gold gleam, caught in its shine, and for a moment he thinks that he can see blood on his face. Quickly he wipes the spot; nothing.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: It was just a dream…
-Scene fades.-
- A NAPW Sole Survivor banner hangs in the background. In front of that background, wrestling’s smartest man, John Salty, and the “LDK” Lloyd Rees, all his gold intact. John Salty seems him regular self, full of piss and vinegar, while Lloyd still seems to be affected by the strange dream from earlier. John gets in front of the camera to begin this regularly scheduled promo.-
J. Salty: Come one, come all t’see what god has given us!! He is a gift of great measure t'da wrasslin’ world as a whole, da man, d’hat in a few short weeks, will help REBEL Pro Wrasslin’ explode out of da gate, da man d’hat will stand strong after dispose’n of twenty-nine other men and d’hen go on t’take back what so rightfully belongs t’him. He is yer NAPW Provincial Champion!! Da “LDK”…LLOYD REES!!
-The camera focuses of Lloyd, still obviously not him regular self.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ugggg…
-A Look of concern comes across John Salty’s face.-
J. Salty: Ugggg?! Are you ok Lloyd b’y?
-Lloyd shakes his head to clear the cob webs.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya, I’m good…Just like I said I would, I destroyed Kevin Kodiak t’continue me historical fourth reign as NAPW Provincial Champion, but what comes next has nothing t’do with title belts. What comes next is all about REVENGE!! Next Tuesday night, in Toronto, Ontario, a chance at VENGENCE!! A chance t’ clear da air between me and Simply Beautiful, a chance t’get pay back fer all da grief, a chance t’end dis once and fer all…
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Ya though it was over, ya though d’hat ya were done deal’n with da “LDK” but, d’hat is not how I work and you, of all people, should understand d’hat. Do ya actually tink fer a second d’hat I am go’n t’let ya rest when yer one of da only men around here t’have a win’n record over me?! WRONG!! I can barely sleep at night know’n d’hat a Larry like yerself has gotten da better of me in da past. Do ya really tink it matters how many times ya bust me wide open?! How many times ya get a tainted win over me?! Hell no!! D’hat is why, fer one time only, I agree with ya…LETS FINISH DIS TING!! I accept yer challenge fer da I Quit Match at Sole Survivor!! And like he said people; dis is as real as it gets!!
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: So now Beautiful, you’ll finally have it, YER big chance!! Sure, you’ve had yer Pure Honor title reign and yer shot at da NAPW Championship but, never a chance t’topple da greatest wrassler da NAPW offer has fer good. Christ, beat me at Sole Survivor and you’ve beat’n everting da NAPW has t’throw at ya, make me say “I Quit” and it’s just as well d’hey hand you da title of Sole Survivor and da NAPW Championship, Come out victorious and ya will have beat’n da NAPW’s most decorated wrassler…WAIT A SECOND!!
-A look of revelation comes over the face of Rees.-
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: D’hat is what dis is all about…You’ve been idolize’n me since ya signed da dotted line d’hat made you a part of da NAPW. Ya watched me from da shadows, wish’n ya could gather up da nerve t’talk t’me. Maybe even align yerself with da “LDK”. But, ya knew deep down d’hat I would never have da time of day fer a peon like yerself. Ya longed t’have half da recognition I did and know’n d’hat it was never go’n t’come t’you easily yer obsession grew violent. Sure, you've made short work of team mates from me past, but one ting remains constant in da NAPW and da world of wrasslin’, me, da TECHINCAL TERROR, da "LDK", da one and da only...LLOYD REES!! What you are look’n at right now is GREATNESS!! A man d’hat has done it all!!
[glow=red,2,300]Admit it or not Beautiful; I ‘m what ya have been long'n t’be since day one!![/glow]
“LDK” Lloyd Rees: Tell yerself whatever ya want t’hear Beautiful da truth of da matter is dis. I know it, Salty knows it, and da entire NAPW knows it. Ya just got t’admit it t’yerself and you’ll feel a lot better…
-Even though Rees seems to be him regular self, talking s**t out his ass, there is most certainly something hanging over him. He exits out of view of the camera. John Salty, quite for the past few minutes, now has his chance to add his two cents worth.-
J. Salty: How do ya like d’ose apples?
-Exit. Fade.-