TBirdSCIL
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Jean Rabesque vs. "Lost Cause" Chris O'Neill
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SteveA
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The Return
(the camera comes in on a familiar setting, only a new backdrop, as Jean Rabesque stands in front of a plain black screen, only with the GLCW logo superimposed in front of it, he looks solid, in fact some would say he even looks younger than he has in the past, especially towards the end of his FWF run, but for now he stands, dressed in black, with his "NO FALSE GIMMICKS," shirt obviously being shifted to GLCW merchandising stands, as it is spelled across his chest, a look of amusement, yet seriousness etched across his face, as he prepares for his first GLCW studio interview)
Rabesque: Well, once again, they thought I was done. They thought that I would go out after a cheap defeat to one Joe Massacre. Not quite boys. It seems as though the "Old man," still has a few tricks up his sleeve. It's been a long, long road for me through this wrestling world, and I've seen just about everything, and now we got just another hot-shot young superstar coming along, and trying to make a name for himself. Chris O'Neill, what is it they call you, "The Lost Cause?" (chuckles to himself) Fitting, I guess. So you think it's funny or appropriate to take up a retirement fund for me, do you O'Neill? Do you think you're being original? Do you think I haven't seen this before? People have been calling me old for the last six years. I haven't been able to wrestle lick that entire time, I'm over the hill. That's what they all say. Of course, in that time, since I was deemed, "too old," I've won championship after championship, including one just at the beginning of this year.
So what's my point Chris? Young studs like you, they're a dime a dozen. They're all thinking the same thing. You're trying to get your break to superstardom, and you're doing whatever it takes to make sure you can get me in the ring, so you can somehow beat me, and all of a sudden you have a legitimate victory against someone of my stature in your back pocket? Well, Chris, you got me in the ring, now what do you do? You going to show me how over the hill I am? O'Neill, until I came to the GLCW, I had never even heard of you, you weren't even mentioned in the lists of up and coming stars that would someday take my place in this sport. Sure, you can claim that you're some kind of unknown star, but the fact that I haven't heard of you makes you inexperienced, which makes you very, very, vulnerable. You don't have an answer for half the things I can do to you O'Neill, and you can take that one to the bank.
This goes to you, and to the entire GLCW. Jean Rabesque did not come back here for some kind of feel-good retirement tour. I'm not here to try to make buddies, or to create warm and fuzzy moments for everyone who sees me in a crowd. I'm here to win, and I'm here to dominate, just like I have done everywhere else. Chris O'Neill is the first to step up and think they he has some kind of solution to my dynasty. He will also be the first to fail miserably in that assumption. Just like I said at Riptide, everything has now changed... because I'm here. Like it or not, get used to it, because that's how things are, and that's how things are going to stay. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the camera comes in on a familiar setting, only a new backdrop, as Jean Rabesque stands in front of a plain black screen, only with the GLCW logo superimposed in front of it, he looks solid, in fact some would say he even looks younger than he has in the past, especially towards the end of his FWF run, but for now he stands, dressed in black, with his "NO FALSE GIMMICKS," shirt obviously being shifted to GLCW merchandising stands, as it is spelled across his chest, a look of amusement, yet seriousness etched across his face, as he prepares for his first GLCW studio interview)
Rabesque: Well, once again, they thought I was done. They thought that I would go out after a cheap defeat to one Joe Massacre. Not quite boys. It seems as though the "Old man," still has a few tricks up his sleeve. It's been a long, long road for me through this wrestling world, and I've seen just about everything, and now we got just another hot-shot young superstar coming along, and trying to make a name for himself. Chris O'Neill, what is it they call you, "The Lost Cause?" (chuckles to himself) Fitting, I guess. So you think it's funny or appropriate to take up a retirement fund for me, do you O'Neill? Do you think you're being original? Do you think I haven't seen this before? People have been calling me old for the last six years. I haven't been able to wrestle lick that entire time, I'm over the hill. That's what they all say. Of course, in that time, since I was deemed, "too old," I've won championship after championship, including one just at the beginning of this year.
So what's my point Chris? Young studs like you, they're a dime a dozen. They're all thinking the same thing. You're trying to get your break to superstardom, and you're doing whatever it takes to make sure you can get me in the ring, so you can somehow beat me, and all of a sudden you have a legitimate victory against someone of my stature in your back pocket? Well, Chris, you got me in the ring, now what do you do? You going to show me how over the hill I am? O'Neill, until I came to the GLCW, I had never even heard of you, you weren't even mentioned in the lists of up and coming stars that would someday take my place in this sport. Sure, you can claim that you're some kind of unknown star, but the fact that I haven't heard of you makes you inexperienced, which makes you very, very, vulnerable. You don't have an answer for half the things I can do to you O'Neill, and you can take that one to the bank.
This goes to you, and to the entire GLCW. Jean Rabesque did not come back here for some kind of feel-good retirement tour. I'm not here to try to make buddies, or to create warm and fuzzy moments for everyone who sees me in a crowd. I'm here to win, and I'm here to dominate, just like I have done everywhere else. Chris O'Neill is the first to step up and think they he has some kind of solution to my dynasty. He will also be the first to fail miserably in that assumption. Just like I said at Riptide, everything has now changed... because I'm here. Like it or not, get used to it, because that's how things are, and that's how things are going to stay. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
K
KING
Guest
The Begining....
Fadein: The camera sits focused on a pair of the latest Nike Shox, there are numerous magazines and pieces of papes thrown about. Every few seconds the rustling of pages can be heard, as yet another magazine hits the floor. The camera begins to slowly creep up from the floor, and there stands "Lost Cause" Chris O'Neill. Dressed in black jogging pants, and a white bandanna, his red hair flowing from the back. His tattoos seems to shine, his body just alittle more cut, his eyes just seem alittle meaner.
O'Neill:" NO FALSE GIMMICKS, NO GIMMICKS NEEDED, and plain and simple NO BS! Thats right Jean, this is a purest classic. No tables, no chairs, no barbedwire. Just me and you, history and the future face to face, man to man. I am sure your chuckling now, but Jean, you were very quick to judge me, to judge my lack of abilty, to judge my attitude, and I can honestly say you misjudged me! You have no idea what I am all about, what makes me tick, your just under this impression I am a snot nosed punk looking to shock the world, and have a quick fifteen minutes of fame! Wrong, I am looking for a life time of fame, the life you lived, the championships you held, the praise that was showered upon you. Thats what I want, I am a very jealous man Jean, very jealous. An a jealous mans rage is one not to messed with."
"I am sure you scared now(chuckles), right Jean? I am sure your taking me very serious. But thats ok, I expected that since, I am not in any of these magzines, my name is no where to be found. So I guess that means if you eliminate me, that no one will miss me, since I am not in the pages of wrestling history? Wrong again Jean I am going to rewrite history! You say that everything changes here in GLCW now that you arrived. An again I have to say you really mistaken, your just another one in the long list of OLD MEN, who are gracing the ring here in GLCW. Taking up space, and wasting your breathe, not to mention keepin the up and comers, the guys with god given ability from getting the credit they deserve! Because if we were as bad as you claim, Scott Malec would have never put his name on contract from us. Cause I have the goods, there is no doubt about it, I just need to push you and your wheelchair off the imaginary cliff to get my respect!"
"Remember as the seconds tick closer, I might not be first one to to try to retire you, Jean. But mark my words, for they might as well be written in stone, I WILL BE THE LAST! I am no hOTSHOT PUNK, I am the most complete athlete you wl ever face. And in Chicago, I will show you a FIVE STAR MATCH and at the end you have to look me in the eye, and say "Son, you were the better man", I hope you understand!"
(FTB)
Fadein: The camera sits focused on a pair of the latest Nike Shox, there are numerous magazines and pieces of papes thrown about. Every few seconds the rustling of pages can be heard, as yet another magazine hits the floor. The camera begins to slowly creep up from the floor, and there stands "Lost Cause" Chris O'Neill. Dressed in black jogging pants, and a white bandanna, his red hair flowing from the back. His tattoos seems to shine, his body just alittle more cut, his eyes just seem alittle meaner.
O'Neill:" NO FALSE GIMMICKS, NO GIMMICKS NEEDED, and plain and simple NO BS! Thats right Jean, this is a purest classic. No tables, no chairs, no barbedwire. Just me and you, history and the future face to face, man to man. I am sure your chuckling now, but Jean, you were very quick to judge me, to judge my lack of abilty, to judge my attitude, and I can honestly say you misjudged me! You have no idea what I am all about, what makes me tick, your just under this impression I am a snot nosed punk looking to shock the world, and have a quick fifteen minutes of fame! Wrong, I am looking for a life time of fame, the life you lived, the championships you held, the praise that was showered upon you. Thats what I want, I am a very jealous man Jean, very jealous. An a jealous mans rage is one not to messed with."
"I am sure you scared now(chuckles), right Jean? I am sure your taking me very serious. But thats ok, I expected that since, I am not in any of these magzines, my name is no where to be found. So I guess that means if you eliminate me, that no one will miss me, since I am not in the pages of wrestling history? Wrong again Jean I am going to rewrite history! You say that everything changes here in GLCW now that you arrived. An again I have to say you really mistaken, your just another one in the long list of OLD MEN, who are gracing the ring here in GLCW. Taking up space, and wasting your breathe, not to mention keepin the up and comers, the guys with god given ability from getting the credit they deserve! Because if we were as bad as you claim, Scott Malec would have never put his name on contract from us. Cause I have the goods, there is no doubt about it, I just need to push you and your wheelchair off the imaginary cliff to get my respect!"
"Remember as the seconds tick closer, I might not be first one to to try to retire you, Jean. But mark my words, for they might as well be written in stone, I WILL BE THE LAST! I am no hOTSHOT PUNK, I am the most complete athlete you wl ever face. And in Chicago, I will show you a FIVE STAR MATCH and at the end you have to look me in the eye, and say "Son, you were the better man", I hope you understand!"
(FTB)
SteveA
League Member
Come on....
(the camera comes in once again on Jean Rabesque, dressed in the same gear, in the normal spot, you know the drill, as he stares into the camera, with the same confident, almost conceited look that everyone has come to know and love, as he speaks)
Rabesque: Come on Chris, do you really expect that little of me? I know better than that. I never judged your athletic abilities O'Neill, and I never said for one second, NOT ONE SECOND, that I was taking you for granted. I learned a long time ago, that my most important match... is my next one. That's because I know if I ever look ahead, even for one moment, I might not have a match after that one. So, trust me, Chris, if you wanted my full attention, you got it. I have been busy, busy studying tape, and busy getting back into the best shape of my life. I realize full well that I'm the one here with everything to lose, and you're coming in with everything to gain. But you know what O'Neill? That's what I've been dealing with my entire career. Everyone sees Jean Rabesque on the marquee, and they get their A game ready. You know what kind of competitor that has made me Chris? Knowing that if I'm not at the very top of my game, EVER, that my opponent has prepared everything in his being to beat me? You have no clue what that is like. You have no idea the kind of training I've experienced.
You see, just as you claim I underestimate you, I make the same claim in return. You said it yourself, I'm just an old man, taking up space, wasting my breath, and most importantly.... holding the young guys down. (chuckles) So that's all I am, huh? I guess you haven't noticed how I am still the best damn wrestler in the world today. I have politicked for that, I didn't use some special secret advantage to pull that off. No, Chris, I did it by busting my ass and beating every last snot-nosed bastard that stuck his nose in my business. I'm not a washed-up has-been Chris. I get NOTHING from my credentials, and EVERYTHING from my ability.
So, here's the scoop. I know there's a reason you're here, I know there's a reason Malec signed you. I don't question your abilities, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be a big star someday. But what I do question.... is your judgment O'Neill. Did you stop to analyze the consequences of your actions before you did them? Did you try to grasp what you were getting yourself into? The answer has to be no. Someone shouldn't deserve what I'm going to do to you, but you're bringing it upon yourself. You talk about a five star match, O'Neill? You don't even know the meaning of the words. I've been in more five star matches than you can possibly imagine, against men you couldn't dream of competing against. I'm going to show you what it's like, because you don't have a clue what it's like. Fact of the matter is, I know how to get the job done Chris, and you have a lot, A LOT to learn. Right back at you: "I hope you understand." No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the camera comes in once again on Jean Rabesque, dressed in the same gear, in the normal spot, you know the drill, as he stares into the camera, with the same confident, almost conceited look that everyone has come to know and love, as he speaks)
Rabesque: Come on Chris, do you really expect that little of me? I know better than that. I never judged your athletic abilities O'Neill, and I never said for one second, NOT ONE SECOND, that I was taking you for granted. I learned a long time ago, that my most important match... is my next one. That's because I know if I ever look ahead, even for one moment, I might not have a match after that one. So, trust me, Chris, if you wanted my full attention, you got it. I have been busy, busy studying tape, and busy getting back into the best shape of my life. I realize full well that I'm the one here with everything to lose, and you're coming in with everything to gain. But you know what O'Neill? That's what I've been dealing with my entire career. Everyone sees Jean Rabesque on the marquee, and they get their A game ready. You know what kind of competitor that has made me Chris? Knowing that if I'm not at the very top of my game, EVER, that my opponent has prepared everything in his being to beat me? You have no clue what that is like. You have no idea the kind of training I've experienced.
You see, just as you claim I underestimate you, I make the same claim in return. You said it yourself, I'm just an old man, taking up space, wasting my breath, and most importantly.... holding the young guys down. (chuckles) So that's all I am, huh? I guess you haven't noticed how I am still the best damn wrestler in the world today. I have politicked for that, I didn't use some special secret advantage to pull that off. No, Chris, I did it by busting my ass and beating every last snot-nosed bastard that stuck his nose in my business. I'm not a washed-up has-been Chris. I get NOTHING from my credentials, and EVERYTHING from my ability.
So, here's the scoop. I know there's a reason you're here, I know there's a reason Malec signed you. I don't question your abilities, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be a big star someday. But what I do question.... is your judgment O'Neill. Did you stop to analyze the consequences of your actions before you did them? Did you try to grasp what you were getting yourself into? The answer has to be no. Someone shouldn't deserve what I'm going to do to you, but you're bringing it upon yourself. You talk about a five star match, O'Neill? You don't even know the meaning of the words. I've been in more five star matches than you can possibly imagine, against men you couldn't dream of competing against. I'm going to show you what it's like, because you don't have a clue what it's like. Fact of the matter is, I know how to get the job done Chris, and you have a lot, A LOT to learn. Right back at you: "I hope you understand." No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
K
KING
Guest
Your in the way....
Fadein:"Lost Cause" Chris O'Neill is sitting on his beat up sofa wearing just his boxers, as a Mike's Hard Lemonade graces is right hand, his left holds the remote to the tv, that provides the only light in the room. The volume from the tv can be heard, but it is muffled. O'Neil, reaches on to the coffee table and picks up a video tape box and holds it up for the camera.
O'Neill:"On my way home from training today, I had a sudden urge to stop at the video store and see if I could find a copy of that BUM FIGHT video that has recieved alot of attention lately. You know see what I have instore for me right, Jean? Actually I wanted to pick up that Britney Spears video, "Crossroads", when I stumbled upon the five dollar clearence rack. As I looked with no real intention to buy anything I grabbed what will fetch me at least fiften bucks on E-bay, thats ten dollars profit! It is the limited edition "FWF: CLASSIC WRESTLING", this was Lebron and Malec's last attempt to make some cash after closing the doors of the FWF forever. This tape features, well it does'nt matter all I know Jean, is that you grace the FWF CLASSIC TAPE, some of your best work is on this tape(rolls his eyes). But the title is what gets me, Classic Wrestling. The work on here is subpar, for the most part, I think its more just to celebrate the great wrestlers who carried the FWF on its back, you know all the guys with the pull. But now this is the year TWO THOUSAND AND TWO, and as I watched this tape, I see the same faces in the rings of the GLCW, and it makes me sick! I would sooner watch CROSSROADS!"
"Crossroads, is exactly where we are at in our careers, Jean. You some how, some way trying to hold on for yet another run at greatness. How many is this, like seven? And me, trying to improve greatness, trying to rewrite history, trying to break tht ugly cycle that guys like you have created. I am not going to allow you OLD MEN, to hop inside the squared circle and steal MY spotlight! The crowd only cheers for you, because you were force fed down there throats! Not because your talented, like me! Not because your good looking, like me! They have zero reason to like you Jean!"
"Jean, let me make this very clear....Your not a stepping stone, to me, I am not looking to knock off a so-called superstar to make a name for myself. Your a ROAD BLOCK in my way to greatness. So in the words of LUDA, "GET THE F*** outta my way", JEAN!"
(ftb)
Fadein:"Lost Cause" Chris O'Neill is sitting on his beat up sofa wearing just his boxers, as a Mike's Hard Lemonade graces is right hand, his left holds the remote to the tv, that provides the only light in the room. The volume from the tv can be heard, but it is muffled. O'Neil, reaches on to the coffee table and picks up a video tape box and holds it up for the camera.
O'Neill:"On my way home from training today, I had a sudden urge to stop at the video store and see if I could find a copy of that BUM FIGHT video that has recieved alot of attention lately. You know see what I have instore for me right, Jean? Actually I wanted to pick up that Britney Spears video, "Crossroads", when I stumbled upon the five dollar clearence rack. As I looked with no real intention to buy anything I grabbed what will fetch me at least fiften bucks on E-bay, thats ten dollars profit! It is the limited edition "FWF: CLASSIC WRESTLING", this was Lebron and Malec's last attempt to make some cash after closing the doors of the FWF forever. This tape features, well it does'nt matter all I know Jean, is that you grace the FWF CLASSIC TAPE, some of your best work is on this tape(rolls his eyes). But the title is what gets me, Classic Wrestling. The work on here is subpar, for the most part, I think its more just to celebrate the great wrestlers who carried the FWF on its back, you know all the guys with the pull. But now this is the year TWO THOUSAND AND TWO, and as I watched this tape, I see the same faces in the rings of the GLCW, and it makes me sick! I would sooner watch CROSSROADS!"
"Crossroads, is exactly where we are at in our careers, Jean. You some how, some way trying to hold on for yet another run at greatness. How many is this, like seven? And me, trying to improve greatness, trying to rewrite history, trying to break tht ugly cycle that guys like you have created. I am not going to allow you OLD MEN, to hop inside the squared circle and steal MY spotlight! The crowd only cheers for you, because you were force fed down there throats! Not because your talented, like me! Not because your good looking, like me! They have zero reason to like you Jean!"
"Jean, let me make this very clear....Your not a stepping stone, to me, I am not looking to knock off a so-called superstar to make a name for myself. Your a ROAD BLOCK in my way to greatness. So in the words of LUDA, "GET THE F*** outta my way", JEAN!"
(ftb)
SteveA
League Member
Listen to yourself
(the camera comes back in on Rabesque, wearing his normal gear, again in the control center, GLCW banner behind him, the same expression on his face)
Rabesque: Are you listening to yourself O'Neill? Do you think before you speak? And even after you say them, do you stop to think if any of what you say is making sense? FWF, some of the best work you'll ever see in a wrestling ring. Saw you "watched" this video, huh O'Neill? Why don't you tell me a couple of the matches you saw? Why don't you recall to me what moment made you think of how supbar I am? You have no idea of what the FWF was all about O'Neill. You have no idea the kinds of matches we had, nor the kinds of feuds that existed. You're desperately trying to come up with anything to throw in my face, because you have exactly nothing to say. Sure, I might be older, I might be what some call a "legend," but I am in no way on the downside of my career.
I was forced down the throats of the people, eh Chris? Couldn't be farther from the truth. I had to scratch and claw for absolutely everything that was given to me. When I first entered the NFWA back in 1996 nobody knew who I was, nobody even cared. In fact, when they started caring, they hated me. I wasn't adored, and I most definitely wasn't forced on anyone. I earned everything by simply being better than everyone else, period. Whether it was the resident legend, or the upstart rookie, I beat everyone. Get your facts straight before you make any erroneous accusations.
I also loved the whole, "Crossroads" reference. Yeah, real cute. You wanted to watch Crossroads, and then you realized how we're at a crossroads ourselves. How convenient. Yeah, I don't think you planned that little play on words in advance. Come on, Chris, cut with the show, you're not fooling anyone. And as far as your comment that I'm going to be making ANOTHER run at greatness? ANOTHER? Last I checked, I've never had two runs at greatness, or three, or seven like you suggested. I've had exactly ONE, O'Neill, and damn, it has lasted a long time. Ever since the day I entered the NFWA in January of 1996 to the present day, nearly seven long years, I have been on a run of greatness. I can't even count how many men I've run out of wrestling, I can't count how many venues I’ve sold it, and honestly, I've lost track of all the titles I've won. But none of that has changed. NOTHING has changed, except for the fact that I've gotten better. I now have the mental wherewithal to match my physical skills. You haven't learned that yet O'Neill, that is abundantly obvious.
I see the hunger in you Chris, I had it once myself. It's raw, untapped, and unfocused. That might make you very dangerous, but it also makes you very vulnerable. Just wait until I pick, and pick, and pick at you, until you snap. It'll happen O'Neill, it's all just a matter of time. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the camera comes back in on Rabesque, wearing his normal gear, again in the control center, GLCW banner behind him, the same expression on his face)
Rabesque: Are you listening to yourself O'Neill? Do you think before you speak? And even after you say them, do you stop to think if any of what you say is making sense? FWF, some of the best work you'll ever see in a wrestling ring. Saw you "watched" this video, huh O'Neill? Why don't you tell me a couple of the matches you saw? Why don't you recall to me what moment made you think of how supbar I am? You have no idea of what the FWF was all about O'Neill. You have no idea the kinds of matches we had, nor the kinds of feuds that existed. You're desperately trying to come up with anything to throw in my face, because you have exactly nothing to say. Sure, I might be older, I might be what some call a "legend," but I am in no way on the downside of my career.
I was forced down the throats of the people, eh Chris? Couldn't be farther from the truth. I had to scratch and claw for absolutely everything that was given to me. When I first entered the NFWA back in 1996 nobody knew who I was, nobody even cared. In fact, when they started caring, they hated me. I wasn't adored, and I most definitely wasn't forced on anyone. I earned everything by simply being better than everyone else, period. Whether it was the resident legend, or the upstart rookie, I beat everyone. Get your facts straight before you make any erroneous accusations.
I also loved the whole, "Crossroads" reference. Yeah, real cute. You wanted to watch Crossroads, and then you realized how we're at a crossroads ourselves. How convenient. Yeah, I don't think you planned that little play on words in advance. Come on, Chris, cut with the show, you're not fooling anyone. And as far as your comment that I'm going to be making ANOTHER run at greatness? ANOTHER? Last I checked, I've never had two runs at greatness, or three, or seven like you suggested. I've had exactly ONE, O'Neill, and damn, it has lasted a long time. Ever since the day I entered the NFWA in January of 1996 to the present day, nearly seven long years, I have been on a run of greatness. I can't even count how many men I've run out of wrestling, I can't count how many venues I’ve sold it, and honestly, I've lost track of all the titles I've won. But none of that has changed. NOTHING has changed, except for the fact that I've gotten better. I now have the mental wherewithal to match my physical skills. You haven't learned that yet O'Neill, that is abundantly obvious.
I see the hunger in you Chris, I had it once myself. It's raw, untapped, and unfocused. That might make you very dangerous, but it also makes you very vulnerable. Just wait until I pick, and pick, and pick at you, until you snap. It'll happen O'Neill, it's all just a matter of time. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
K
KING
Guest
Watch Me!!!!
Fade in: Chris O'Neill is standing with his back to the camera in front of the GLCW backdrop. The back of his shirt reads "TRADITION SUCKS", he shrugs his shoulders and the turns to he camera. The front of the shirt read "In GLCW...". His red hair hangs in his eyes, and a smile is very visable.
O'Neill:I am getting that feeling, that warm and fuzzy feeling all over, that I am starting to get under your skin, Jean. That I am starting to be like that little knat, that no matter how hard, and how many times you try to swat it away, it just won't die. And that is jut how I wanna be. I may not be the most well spoken guy, and I might mince words now and again, for all the times I have been droped on my head thats understandable. But the the fact of the matter is, I let my wrestling do the talking!
I don't care when you started in this game, all I care about is when you finish! An I can guarentee, that your end is coming very soon, sonner then you think! Because somewhere along the line you forget wrestling is a physical sport, and yu keep hyping your mental ability! BIG DEAL, I know two plus two is FOUR, see I have mental ability to! But my physical talent is what I get by on, the ability to go sixty minutes, the ability to give all my blood, sweat, and tears yet be ready go the very next day. I don't need day off Jean, I dont pick what shows I work, I am not hand feed! Your a cancer to this business. You have blackmailed the fans, they buy your shirt, they mark out for you, and why? Cause they don't know any different! Well come our match, they al lbe BRIGHT EYED, at the FUTURE, they will all mark out for the greatest young worker in the game today! And don'thave some stupid one liner either! We know your name Jean, and we all know you SUCK!
(FTB)
Fade in: Chris O'Neill is standing with his back to the camera in front of the GLCW backdrop. The back of his shirt reads "TRADITION SUCKS", he shrugs his shoulders and the turns to he camera. The front of the shirt read "In GLCW...". His red hair hangs in his eyes, and a smile is very visable.
O'Neill:I am getting that feeling, that warm and fuzzy feeling all over, that I am starting to get under your skin, Jean. That I am starting to be like that little knat, that no matter how hard, and how many times you try to swat it away, it just won't die. And that is jut how I wanna be. I may not be the most well spoken guy, and I might mince words now and again, for all the times I have been droped on my head thats understandable. But the the fact of the matter is, I let my wrestling do the talking!
I don't care when you started in this game, all I care about is when you finish! An I can guarentee, that your end is coming very soon, sonner then you think! Because somewhere along the line you forget wrestling is a physical sport, and yu keep hyping your mental ability! BIG DEAL, I know two plus two is FOUR, see I have mental ability to! But my physical talent is what I get by on, the ability to go sixty minutes, the ability to give all my blood, sweat, and tears yet be ready go the very next day. I don't need day off Jean, I dont pick what shows I work, I am not hand feed! Your a cancer to this business. You have blackmailed the fans, they buy your shirt, they mark out for you, and why? Cause they don't know any different! Well come our match, they al lbe BRIGHT EYED, at the FUTURE, they will all mark out for the greatest young worker in the game today! And don'thave some stupid one liner either! We know your name Jean, and we all know you SUCK!
(FTB)
SteveA
League Member
And so it continues
(the screen comes in on Jean Rabesque, still in the same pot, wearing the same gear, he removes his shades this time before speaking, and takes a long, slow look into the camera, smiles ever so slightly.... and speaks)
Rabesque: Yes, just when we thought this couldn't get any worse. Just when everyone continued to think that you har reached the end of the rope O'Neill, you can continue to outdo yourself. No, if that were your intended goal.. (mock applause) then I salute you. You have officially become the biggest idiot to ever set foot in a wrestling ring. Do you honestly think that you're getting to me? (laughs) O'Neill, let me spell this out to you the simplest way I can. As far as the whole mental manipulation thing goes, you are nothing. You are actually below nothing. You're not getting to me in the least. If anything, I find humor in you. If I could compare you to something, you would be comparable to one of those reality show bimbos that people watch solely to ridicule for the next idiotic thing that comes out of their mouth. That is all you are to me O'Neill, comic relief.
So... where do I begin? How about the little crack about how wrestling is a physical sport, and all I keep talking about is mental ability. (chuckles) I think you just summed up my argument right there Chris. You might have physical tools, and well, I've been watching some tape, and those aren't even that great, but unharnessed physical tools are nothing. Sure, you might have the ability, and the stamina to go sixty minutes, but what happens when you shoulders get pinned in fifteen, or you're screaming in agony to the Figure 4 after twelve? Like I've said before, I've faced every young kid who thought he had athletic ability, and I've heard ever single one of them squeal like a pig. Sure, having gifts is nice, but it's not even half the battle, and I'm sorry you can't see this O'Neill, and you're going to have to learn the hard way, but apparently that's our only recourse in this situation.
And as we continue, somehow I've become a cancer to the business, because I "Take shows off." Really, Chris? Is that right? You actually have factual basis of me taking a show off, huh? Or did you, just like with everything else, completely pull this one out of you r ass? Yeah, Chris, you're talking to a man that hasn't taken a show off in the twelve years he's been in this business. Whether it's in a backyard defending the IWF Mexican F###ing title, or whether it was headlining against Nevada Smith at the Tokyo Dome in front of 60,000, it didn't matter. If anything O'Neill, you can learn something from me, you can watch a man that has been through everything, a man that has seen the ups and the downs of this business, and has survived to tell the tale. The fans haven't been brainwashed into anything. They cheer for me because the respect what I do, what I've done, and what I've meant for this business. Nothing more, nothing less O'Neill. You're in for a long night very shortly. It's a day that's going to be a bit of wake-up call for you, and I'm sorry that I have to be the one to do it, but it is obviously very necessary. It's going to be a night where your happy little existence crumbles to nothing at my hands, and hopefully you will see the world for what it really is. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the screen comes in on Jean Rabesque, still in the same pot, wearing the same gear, he removes his shades this time before speaking, and takes a long, slow look into the camera, smiles ever so slightly.... and speaks)
Rabesque: Yes, just when we thought this couldn't get any worse. Just when everyone continued to think that you har reached the end of the rope O'Neill, you can continue to outdo yourself. No, if that were your intended goal.. (mock applause) then I salute you. You have officially become the biggest idiot to ever set foot in a wrestling ring. Do you honestly think that you're getting to me? (laughs) O'Neill, let me spell this out to you the simplest way I can. As far as the whole mental manipulation thing goes, you are nothing. You are actually below nothing. You're not getting to me in the least. If anything, I find humor in you. If I could compare you to something, you would be comparable to one of those reality show bimbos that people watch solely to ridicule for the next idiotic thing that comes out of their mouth. That is all you are to me O'Neill, comic relief.
So... where do I begin? How about the little crack about how wrestling is a physical sport, and all I keep talking about is mental ability. (chuckles) I think you just summed up my argument right there Chris. You might have physical tools, and well, I've been watching some tape, and those aren't even that great, but unharnessed physical tools are nothing. Sure, you might have the ability, and the stamina to go sixty minutes, but what happens when you shoulders get pinned in fifteen, or you're screaming in agony to the Figure 4 after twelve? Like I've said before, I've faced every young kid who thought he had athletic ability, and I've heard ever single one of them squeal like a pig. Sure, having gifts is nice, but it's not even half the battle, and I'm sorry you can't see this O'Neill, and you're going to have to learn the hard way, but apparently that's our only recourse in this situation.
And as we continue, somehow I've become a cancer to the business, because I "Take shows off." Really, Chris? Is that right? You actually have factual basis of me taking a show off, huh? Or did you, just like with everything else, completely pull this one out of you r ass? Yeah, Chris, you're talking to a man that hasn't taken a show off in the twelve years he's been in this business. Whether it's in a backyard defending the IWF Mexican F###ing title, or whether it was headlining against Nevada Smith at the Tokyo Dome in front of 60,000, it didn't matter. If anything O'Neill, you can learn something from me, you can watch a man that has been through everything, a man that has seen the ups and the downs of this business, and has survived to tell the tale. The fans haven't been brainwashed into anything. They cheer for me because the respect what I do, what I've done, and what I've meant for this business. Nothing more, nothing less O'Neill. You're in for a long night very shortly. It's a day that's going to be a bit of wake-up call for you, and I'm sorry that I have to be the one to do it, but it is obviously very necessary. It's going to be a night where your happy little existence crumbles to nothing at my hands, and hopefully you will see the world for what it really is. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
K
KING
Guest
Talking is done!
Fade In: Chris O'Neil is standing in front of the GLCW banner, sporting his "TRADITION SUCKS" t-shirt. He is wearingclear Oaklys, ala Eric Gange of the Dodgers. He is pacing back and forth, and jumping around, then just stops, and strares into the camera.
O'Neill:"I have sat back for a few hours an really jogged my memory Jean, as to why I hate you so much. I knew it went much deeper then the fact that your old, washed up, and are just grasping for straws in your career now. Then it hit me like a truck, why I am so bitter towards the OLD GUARD! You guys are the ones at the height of my love for wrestling bailed, on the fans. When the FWF closed, you guys took your buy-outs, and never fought to keep the FWF open. I still have poster of you Jean, yes you in my mothers house. Not to mention I have the action figures of "Poor" Butch Clampett, Scott Malec, and even Joe Lebron. For gods sake, I was the bigest mark, in the planet. Then you guys just left, and I am not one to let by gones be by gones! I am coming to show you what this business is all about. Hard works, dedication, and chaneling the greatest amount of hate in the world. See I am no sell-out, I don't have a complex, that I am better then my fans. I am BETTER THEN EVERYONE!"
"You have mocked me and ridiculed me, no different then when the FWF closed its doors. Its the same, its a slap in the face, Jean! You were my hero, now you have a target right between your eyes. I tried to hunt you down for autographs, now I hunt you down to destroy your so-called legacy! Nothing changes, your still the hunted, just now its for all the WRONG REASONS! One mistake, one slip up, and I promise you will never grace a ring again, that is unless they build a ramp, for your wheelchair. You see there is always one FIVE STAR MATCH, one match that every media outlet writes about. And I am sure Jean, some opponent of yours carried you to one of the FIVE STAR matches, but now its my turn! Everyone will write about, the most brutal, breath taking, violent, scientific match the wrestling world has seen in years. I am going to show you the SIX sides of the LOST CAUSE!"
"The one thing that I hope, Jean is that no matter what, no matter what twists of fate come up. You have grown to respect me, and that you will shake my hand, when one of us is pinned One, Two,Three! A war is not won after one battle, so don't set you sights to far ahead, don't think your going to get the pass and start working matches with your buddies. You know the ones, where you guys take it easy on each other. I will always be in your rearview mirror, you just might not see me!"
(FTB)
Fade In: Chris O'Neil is standing in front of the GLCW banner, sporting his "TRADITION SUCKS" t-shirt. He is wearingclear Oaklys, ala Eric Gange of the Dodgers. He is pacing back and forth, and jumping around, then just stops, and strares into the camera.
O'Neill:"I have sat back for a few hours an really jogged my memory Jean, as to why I hate you so much. I knew it went much deeper then the fact that your old, washed up, and are just grasping for straws in your career now. Then it hit me like a truck, why I am so bitter towards the OLD GUARD! You guys are the ones at the height of my love for wrestling bailed, on the fans. When the FWF closed, you guys took your buy-outs, and never fought to keep the FWF open. I still have poster of you Jean, yes you in my mothers house. Not to mention I have the action figures of "Poor" Butch Clampett, Scott Malec, and even Joe Lebron. For gods sake, I was the bigest mark, in the planet. Then you guys just left, and I am not one to let by gones be by gones! I am coming to show you what this business is all about. Hard works, dedication, and chaneling the greatest amount of hate in the world. See I am no sell-out, I don't have a complex, that I am better then my fans. I am BETTER THEN EVERYONE!"
"You have mocked me and ridiculed me, no different then when the FWF closed its doors. Its the same, its a slap in the face, Jean! You were my hero, now you have a target right between your eyes. I tried to hunt you down for autographs, now I hunt you down to destroy your so-called legacy! Nothing changes, your still the hunted, just now its for all the WRONG REASONS! One mistake, one slip up, and I promise you will never grace a ring again, that is unless they build a ramp, for your wheelchair. You see there is always one FIVE STAR MATCH, one match that every media outlet writes about. And I am sure Jean, some opponent of yours carried you to one of the FIVE STAR matches, but now its my turn! Everyone will write about, the most brutal, breath taking, violent, scientific match the wrestling world has seen in years. I am going to show you the SIX sides of the LOST CAUSE!"
"The one thing that I hope, Jean is that no matter what, no matter what twists of fate come up. You have grown to respect me, and that you will shake my hand, when one of us is pinned One, Two,Three! A war is not won after one battle, so don't set you sights to far ahead, don't think your going to get the pass and start working matches with your buddies. You know the ones, where you guys take it easy on each other. I will always be in your rearview mirror, you just might not see me!"
(FTB)
SteveA
League Member
Sigh
(the screen comes in one more time on Jean Rabesque, sporting the "NO FALSE GIMMICKS," gear, as always, with the normal black accompaniment, as he stands in the same spot as always, same look as usual)
Rabesque: Had my action figure, huh, Chris? Is that right? Give it up, you probably never even watched FWF. You have probably not even seen a single video of FWF. Maybe, if you had, you would know that by the time the FWF folded, I wasn't even wrestling anymore. I had retired from the FWF ring, and had become the commissioner. I ran everything that happened inside the ring for the FWF. Unfortunately, I had ZERO control over anything that happened outside of the ring, meaning I had ZERO control over the FWF's closing. But, I had no lucrative contract there O'Neill, and I sure as hell did not receive some sort of magnificent buyout. I merely picked up my stuff, and moved on.
You see, at the time the FWF was folding, I was at a bit of a turning point in my career. I was burnt out. I felt that I had accomplished everything that I was ever going to accomplish. After the FWF folded, I took some time off, and regrouped, and made my return to another wrestling organization. In three matches, THREE matches, I won the world title from the former and final Unified Champion, Hellion. It was with that run that I reestablished myself, and I once again found what it takes to be the absolute best in the business. Since that point, there has been no looking back. I am the best, I've been the best, and I will remain.... the best.
So, let me ask you, Mr. FWF Mark, what were some matches that really stick out at you about the FWF days? If you were so into it, with my picture being on your wall and everything, then you should be an expert. What about all my FIVE STAR matches? What was your favorite opponent? Favorite event? The reason I ask Chris is because I honestly believe that that whole thing about your FWF mark-dom is just one huge stunt. You probably never watched the FWF, and I find humor in the fact that you claim you did. If you had, I think you might now a little bit more about me than you do.
So, Chris, the time has come. This match, as much as you claim it will, isn't one that's going to be written up in the end of the year award sections. Nope, it's going to be nice, quick, and compact. I'm not into the long marathons. I'm into getting the job done quickly and cleanly. But I will make you one guarantee. All the stuff you claimed, about putting me in a wheelchair and all, is a bunch of S###. I've faced men far superior to you O'Neill, and not a single damn one of them has ever done that, meaning you sure as hell won't. You got a rude awakening coming your way very, very shortly, and I'm about to put your entire reality into order. No false gimmicks, no false, hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fadeout)
(the screen comes in one more time on Jean Rabesque, sporting the "NO FALSE GIMMICKS," gear, as always, with the normal black accompaniment, as he stands in the same spot as always, same look as usual)
Rabesque: Had my action figure, huh, Chris? Is that right? Give it up, you probably never even watched FWF. You have probably not even seen a single video of FWF. Maybe, if you had, you would know that by the time the FWF folded, I wasn't even wrestling anymore. I had retired from the FWF ring, and had become the commissioner. I ran everything that happened inside the ring for the FWF. Unfortunately, I had ZERO control over anything that happened outside of the ring, meaning I had ZERO control over the FWF's closing. But, I had no lucrative contract there O'Neill, and I sure as hell did not receive some sort of magnificent buyout. I merely picked up my stuff, and moved on.
You see, at the time the FWF was folding, I was at a bit of a turning point in my career. I was burnt out. I felt that I had accomplished everything that I was ever going to accomplish. After the FWF folded, I took some time off, and regrouped, and made my return to another wrestling organization. In three matches, THREE matches, I won the world title from the former and final Unified Champion, Hellion. It was with that run that I reestablished myself, and I once again found what it takes to be the absolute best in the business. Since that point, there has been no looking back. I am the best, I've been the best, and I will remain.... the best.
So, let me ask you, Mr. FWF Mark, what were some matches that really stick out at you about the FWF days? If you were so into it, with my picture being on your wall and everything, then you should be an expert. What about all my FIVE STAR matches? What was your favorite opponent? Favorite event? The reason I ask Chris is because I honestly believe that that whole thing about your FWF mark-dom is just one huge stunt. You probably never watched the FWF, and I find humor in the fact that you claim you did. If you had, I think you might now a little bit more about me than you do.
So, Chris, the time has come. This match, as much as you claim it will, isn't one that's going to be written up in the end of the year award sections. Nope, it's going to be nice, quick, and compact. I'm not into the long marathons. I'm into getting the job done quickly and cleanly. But I will make you one guarantee. All the stuff you claimed, about putting me in a wheelchair and all, is a bunch of S###. I've faced men far superior to you O'Neill, and not a single damn one of them has ever done that, meaning you sure as hell won't. You got a rude awakening coming your way very, very shortly, and I'm about to put your entire reality into order. No false gimmicks, no false, hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fadeout)