MacRear vs. The Universe

[Perello]

The visual comes in showing Prince MacRear standing in front of a bare wall. The same wall he cleared for the Apex Championship almost a full year ago. 

“You’re all probably sitting there in your computer chairs filled with Cheetos crumbs expecting me to flip out right now, assuming that just because I’ve been silent since losing to Brute Camp, I now have ohhhh so much to saaaaay!”  

He rolls his eyes, swiping his fingers through his blonde locks. 

“Well I don’t. I don’t really have anything to say because I already KNEW what was gonna happen! It’s the Prince MacRear story of LDFC! I get so close…” 

He sighs. 

“So close that I could feel the title in my beautiful, non-clammy hands - but in the blink of an eye…” 

He snaps his fingers. 

“Something in the universe shifts and MESSES EVERYTHING UP! EVERYTHING ALWAYS GETS MESSED UP! WHETHER IT’S A REFEREE GETTING KNOCKED OUT, OR SOME UNKNOWN RESILIENCE FROM TWO PEOPLE WE’VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE… something... ALWAYS… happens.” 

The Sultan of Selfies stops, looking back at the bare white wall behind him. 

“I’m sick of it. So sick of it. The worst part about it all? KNOWING it’s PROBABLY gonna happen again. Whether it’s the most force-fed and yet unnoticed person on this roster in Hana Song, or the leader of the nasties himself in Nest…” 

He cringes.  

“This match has been set up from day one for one of those creatures to walk away Apex Champion because that’s what LDFC wants. Suuuuuuuuuuure, Nest and Hana will talk like they wanna rip each other's heads off, but the truth is I’M THE COMMON ENEMY HERE! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT I’M THE BIGGEST THREAT TO NEST’S CHAMPIONSHIP AND THEY KNOW THAT!!!!” 

Getting angrier with every word, MacRear releases a couple of deep breaths, then spins around to look at the camera. 

“What is Hana Song even doing in this match, huh? Did she not just blow her chance a couple of months ago? Didn’t I just beat her and her stupid partner in that equally as stupid tag team tournament? BETTER QUESTION, NASTIES! WHAT IN THE NASTY HELL HAS HANA DONE IN LDFC, PERIOD?! THE ANSWER IS NOTHING, PEOPLE. HANA SONG HAS DONE NOTHING WORTH NOTING BESIDES GET HERSELF A TITLE MATCH AGAINST NEST AND LOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE! But, sure. I’m supposed to pretend that Hana is a threat! I’m supposed to pretend that she actually deserves to be in this match!” 

He scoffs. 

“But that’s not gonna happen. I’m sick of pretending that nasties like Hana or Nest  even deserve to share a ring with me. I’m sick of pretending that I’ve enjoyed my time in this filthy place! This has been just as bad, if not worse than HKW! Why? Because in HKW, I willingly made myself the punchline. That’s what they wanted me to do, and that’s what I did. Here? I try and try to grow as a wrestler, and STILL… people like Nest, Hana, Brute Camp and LDFC themselves made me THEIR punchline.” 

He squints his eyes, looking as if he were ready to blow up. 

“It disgusts me to see the obvious favoritism from LDFC to people like Nest, Hana, Emily and that big breasted Mercy girl who shouldn’t even be wrestling. It disgusts me even more knowing that it’s never gonna change unless someone like ME makes it change -- and this might be my last chance at change for Fabio knows how long....”  

He takes a step forward, his eyes still penetrating through the camera. 

“That’s why I have to hit Hana and Nest with everything I have - especially you, Nest. You're the one I WANT to beat. You're the one I HAVE to beat! This match? It SHOULD’VE just been me and you. The two people who battled it out for the Apex Championship over and over again in matches that could’ve went either way doing it one more time…” 

He shakes his head. 

“But it’s not. Sadly we have a third wheel here, but that doesn’t make a difference anyway BECAUSE I’M ALREADY GOING UP AGAINST LDFC! I’M ALREADY GOING UP AGAINST THE ENTIRE UGLY UNIVERSE! THE PRESSURE IS ON MORE THAN EVER!” 

He turns around, looking back at the wall. 

“And I really wouldn’t want it any other way. It’s time to see what THE MOST BEAUTIFUL HUMAN SPECIMEN ON THIS PLANET IS TRULY MADE OF, NASTIES! IT’S MACREAR VERSUS THE UNIVERSE FOR THE APEX CHAMPIONSHIP! THE CROWD WILL BOO ME! THE UNIVERSE WILL TRY TO SCREW ME! BUT I WILL CONTINUE TO DO MEEEEE!” 

He takes a step forward, placing his hand on the wall before he turns his head to look back at the camera. 

“... until this wall has what I want.  

The Apex Championship.”