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Sept 12, 2016 10:50:18 GMT -5
Post by adamadonis on Sept 12, 2016 10:50:18 GMT -5
“I’ve been waitin’ far to lon’ for this kin’ of opportunity… an’ it’s finally here…”
The scene opens up to show Adam Adonis standing in the middle of a ring, the place is completely empty and he’s wearing street clothes. A black “Last of My Kind” T-shirt out of his own merchandise, a pair of worn jeans and black sneakers. He looks around and sees it all completely deserted, yet… he smiles.
“Don’t get me wron’, I’ve been in some pretty awesome matches an’ I’ve mixed up with some of the best ‘roun’ the world. So, to say this is an opportunity I’ve been waitin’ for a lon’ time might be somethin’ you wouldn’t ‘ave expected…. But is the truth.”
He loses his smile and stares directly at the camera, fire coming out of his eyes as he speaks.
“You see, it’s actually the first time I’ve challenged someone directly. All my career I’ve been playin’ on the backgroun’… I’ve been kin’ of a supportin’ player in every promotion I’ve been from AIR to SSWA, from HKW to UKWF… everywhere I’ve been the reliable wrestler that has performed an’ outperformed from the scraps.
Not this time.”
Adam walks to the edge of the ring and hangs on the ropes looking directly at the camera as he speaks.
“For this time, ‘am Main Eventin’ for the first time of my career. Eight years of hard work an’ dedication have lead me to this point. Eight years of blood, sweat an’ tears… Eight years of bein’ told I wasn’t good enough, that I don’t belon’… Eight years of ‘earin’ my doubters remin’ me over an’ over again ‘bout my failures. Hell, even today I ‘ave to deal with Magnum gettin’ on my face an’ Artemis remindin’ everyone that my knee is not at a 100 percent…
But you haven’t been thru this… have you Scion?”
Adam backs off of the ropes as he continues speaking.
“I mean, you were practically born into the business. You didn’t even have to leave your family in order to follow a dream that many deemed fool’s gold. No, Ash… you don’t know what it feels like to be on the bottom lookin’ up, you don’t know what it feels to be pushed down by many an’ bein’ told you’re not good enough.
Heck you don’t even know what it feels like to go door to door beggin’ for an opportunity to pursue your dream… no… because you have frien’s… frien’s that are in charge of puttin’ you in the spotlight. Frien’s that get you opportunities after opportunities… frien’s that make sure your arrival at any promotion is meet with great fanfare an’ hype.
Sure, you have all the tools an’ abilities…. I give you that. Hell you even have the resumé to prove that you belon’ on the top of this industry…”
Adonis takes a deep breath as he closes his eyes only to open them to speak again.
“I will also give you the fact that I ‘ave people that doubt that ‘am even worthy of bein’ in the rin’ with you. I even doubt that I can beat you… but you see… beatin’ you is not what I want from this match, I don’t even want to ‘run you out of 3GW’, that you’ll do on your own...
No, Ash….”
Adam takes another deep breath as he once again speaks.
“What I want is to teach you a lesson on what a REAL WRESTLER looks like. What a real wrestler IS. You see, to me… you’re a disgrace to the industry. You’ve never had to work for anythin’, you haven’t had to endure people that doubt you an’ continuously heckle you… no… ‘cause you ‘ave a circle of people that ‘ave created a bubble ‘roun’ you, so you don’t experience what real WRESTLERS… experience.
Or in the case that you do experience it… you simply invoke your ‘nomad’ lifestyle an’ walk on to the next place that will take you on with all the hype you think you deserve.
I don’t take away the titles you’ve earned, or the people you’ve defeated… but for you… To stan’ in front of those cameras an’ tell people that the only reason this match ended up in the Main Event was ‘cause of me challengin’ you… for you to underestimate me… just proves to me what I’ve believed all this time…
You’re nothin’ more than a spoiled little brat that needs to be taught what the REAL world looks like.”
Adam puts up both of his hands and do the “Hashtag” symbol with his fingers.
“#AssesontheSeats #BodiesinGraves…. Ultraviolent turned Technician…. ‘comicesque’ healin’ factor…
Why don’t next time you tell me somethin’ that we haven't 'eard before...”
Fades to black.