Post by Donovan Astros on Apr 15, 2007 12:10:43 GMT -5
Nighttime, Los Angeles International Airport. At this time of night, the usual commotion around LAX has died down, and we find Donovan Astros standing in the Air Canada ticketing area, leaning on a large suitcase.
ASTROS - It's interesting, isn't it, NAPW?
Astros laughs.
ASTROS - Three men have come to the same crossroads in life. Donovan Astros. Jake Phoenix. Diablo. Once associates, now doing battle in the Polish Hall in Edmonton this Tuesday for your enjoyment. I don't think that, when we each made our separate ways to Canada that we were going to be starting at each other across the ring, but here we are.
Astros holds out his left hand.
ASTROS - One one hand, we've got Jake Phoenix. Jake, what has happened to you? I remember a real monster, a living, fire breathing, ass beating son of a gun, and now? You're knocking back cold ones like they're going out of style, and talkin' about how you did things for this person and that person and you never got any of the credit? GROW UP.
A subtle smirk as Astros lets his last comment sink in.
ASTROS - It's the 21st Century, people use people. I'm using Chad Kurtis to get the Provincial title around my waist. Diablo's using Demona to get people to actually care when he comes out. And yeah, I used you and the boss used you, but you know why, big man? When it came right down to it, the real meal ticket in that office wasn't some big lug who only knew "PHOENIX SMASH!", it was a man that had his head on straight, knew what to do and could out-wrestle anyone in that territory, and right now, NAPW, you're lookin' at him!
Astros then holds out his right hand.
ASTROS - And on the other hand, there's Diablo... poor, misguided, lost, clueless Diablo. Always hitting the same speaking points over and over... Sports entertainment this, sports entertainment that, waaaaah! Let's get a couple things straight, Diablo. One, I'm not jealous of that Priscilla, Queen of the Desert lookalike you subject us to on a daily basis, and I'm not jealous of you, because, quite frankly, you haven't done anything to be jealous of, you pasty freak! Just remember who was winning the big gold back there and who had to settle for 5th best!
Astros laughs again.
ASTROS - Secondly, Diablo, don't worry about any ring rust, because you and Phoenix should know damn good and well that I am what I say I am, and that is the best wrestler walkin' God's green Earth. You don't get this good being rusty, you don't get this good being lazy, you don't get this good knockin' back a case of MGD in some seedy motel on the 1, and you don't get this good tryin' to look like an extra from the Rocky Horror Picture Show!
The camera zooms in on Astros's face, that arrogant smile filling the screen.
ASTROS - So Phoenix, Diablo, look into the face of greatness and know, just like on the west coast 5 years ago, just like it is now, NAPW's Savior has arrived and he'll be the one walking out of Edmonton with a victory and a clearcut path to being a champion once again! Donovan Astros has arrived...
The arrogant smile turns into a stern, serious look.
ASTROS - And there's nothing you can do about it.
A voice comes on over the intercom system.
VOICE - The Air Canada ticket counter is now open.
ASTROS - Time to take that first step back to greatness. Diablo, Phoenix, thanks for being the backs for me to step on along the way.
Astros gathers his luggage and heads to the counter as we fade out.
ASTROS - It's interesting, isn't it, NAPW?
Astros laughs.
ASTROS - Three men have come to the same crossroads in life. Donovan Astros. Jake Phoenix. Diablo. Once associates, now doing battle in the Polish Hall in Edmonton this Tuesday for your enjoyment. I don't think that, when we each made our separate ways to Canada that we were going to be starting at each other across the ring, but here we are.
Astros holds out his left hand.
ASTROS - One one hand, we've got Jake Phoenix. Jake, what has happened to you? I remember a real monster, a living, fire breathing, ass beating son of a gun, and now? You're knocking back cold ones like they're going out of style, and talkin' about how you did things for this person and that person and you never got any of the credit? GROW UP.
A subtle smirk as Astros lets his last comment sink in.
ASTROS - It's the 21st Century, people use people. I'm using Chad Kurtis to get the Provincial title around my waist. Diablo's using Demona to get people to actually care when he comes out. And yeah, I used you and the boss used you, but you know why, big man? When it came right down to it, the real meal ticket in that office wasn't some big lug who only knew "PHOENIX SMASH!", it was a man that had his head on straight, knew what to do and could out-wrestle anyone in that territory, and right now, NAPW, you're lookin' at him!
Astros then holds out his right hand.
ASTROS - And on the other hand, there's Diablo... poor, misguided, lost, clueless Diablo. Always hitting the same speaking points over and over... Sports entertainment this, sports entertainment that, waaaaah! Let's get a couple things straight, Diablo. One, I'm not jealous of that Priscilla, Queen of the Desert lookalike you subject us to on a daily basis, and I'm not jealous of you, because, quite frankly, you haven't done anything to be jealous of, you pasty freak! Just remember who was winning the big gold back there and who had to settle for 5th best!
Astros laughs again.
ASTROS - Secondly, Diablo, don't worry about any ring rust, because you and Phoenix should know damn good and well that I am what I say I am, and that is the best wrestler walkin' God's green Earth. You don't get this good being rusty, you don't get this good being lazy, you don't get this good knockin' back a case of MGD in some seedy motel on the 1, and you don't get this good tryin' to look like an extra from the Rocky Horror Picture Show!
The camera zooms in on Astros's face, that arrogant smile filling the screen.
ASTROS - So Phoenix, Diablo, look into the face of greatness and know, just like on the west coast 5 years ago, just like it is now, NAPW's Savior has arrived and he'll be the one walking out of Edmonton with a victory and a clearcut path to being a champion once again! Donovan Astros has arrived...
The arrogant smile turns into a stern, serious look.
ASTROS - And there's nothing you can do about it.
A voice comes on over the intercom system.
VOICE - The Air Canada ticket counter is now open.
ASTROS - Time to take that first step back to greatness. Diablo, Phoenix, thanks for being the backs for me to step on along the way.
Astros gathers his luggage and heads to the counter as we fade out.