TBirdSCIL
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Main Event: Kraven and Flatliner vs. Jean Rabesque and Golem
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JC
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In the face of adversity...
(Fade into a black canvas, on it we can see the letters GLCW, but we also see the letters NEH… From opposite sides we see approaching Kraven and Flatliner, dressed in street clothes, black MC leather jackets, black tee-shirts with the UA and NEH in red and black jeans to boot… Kraven is the first to stare into our camera, Flatliner just stares, he pulls out a folded poster and as he unfolds it we can see that it is a poster for the next Riptide, names like Maelstrom, Michael Manson, the "Eradicator" Troy Martinez, The Masked Blazer, just to name a few… And of course the names of Golem and Jean Rabesque, the UA’s next opponents… With glazed eyes, Flatliner stares cynically at it, Kraven begins to smirk, and with revealing eyes he begins to speak… His words deep and penetrating, and at time revealing sarcasm…)
KRAVEN: Let me get this straight Malec, you want us now to defend the titles against the likes of Golem and Jean…. Is this some type of reward or have you already figured it out!? You thrown at us the best, the worst and now you use half a trump card!? I don’t see the logic in that, but hey if you like seeing us beating the crap out of them as we have done up to this point, who are we to argue…
FLATLINER: The Unholy Alliance vs. Jean Rabesque and Golem, what’s the matter Malec!? No one else left!? We’ve gone through all your top teams, so now you think that two separate minds will fare better!? But you have done us a favor; you have thrown into the killing box, two individuals we want… Yea Malec that’s what we call the ring, our very own little killing box… You throw them in, we devour them…
KRAVEN: Jean, Golem you two guys have been a thorn in our sides for quite some time, you keep sticking your noses where they don’t belong… So now it’s time to pay and pay you will, two more notches to carve on the totem pole… Let’s look at this from our point of perspective, while you two may very well be at the top of your game, in what world do you really think that you could best us!? In what world do you THINK you could even compete against us!? First you have Jean, a man who I personally have taken into hell and left for dead, a man who like you Golem is a lone wolf... You both think differently, you both have different agendas, two individuals who have been put together at the 11th hour to try to stop us… (Smirks) Since day one, we have dominated tag team wrestling, the box is evident of what awaits you… So I ask you, in what world could you two really have stood a chance!? Such a place doesn’t exist! Cast your eyes on the perfect machine; (Points to himself and Flatliner who continues to stare at the poster…) the perfect equation of steel and iron! We think with a steel mind and rule with an iron fist! I know what you’re thinking guys; you’re thinking that you will be the ones! That you will the ones to TAKE away what is ours! Jean is looking at the fact that he was able to co-exist with Nevada and become one of the best teams around, that you will be able to do the same with Golem… Bad way of thinking Jean, Golem, just like yourself is out for himself! Now there’s nothing wrong with that! Look at Mael, he’s made a hell of dent doing such, but when it comes to teaming up… (Pauses and shakes his head…) It becomes a whole different story; you break down, you can’t help it, and why is that you ask!? Quite simple, you can’t think as one, you can’t strategize in unison, you become two left feet dancers trying to out dance each other! You don’t really trust each other, but you figured, the enemy of my enemy is my ally… The only people we trust is each other, (Again points to Flatliner and himself, and with a devious grin says…) We, like got what you call mental telepathy, we are the perfect combination! Remember our wars in the FWF, the NFWA, and WAR!? A lot has changed guys; our actions have been evident of that, teaming you two together to face us is a very noble gesture… It doesn’t matter that the two of you are top notch talent, it doesn’t even matter that you are mat veterans… There’s a lot of missing pieces to that equation guys, add that to the fact that you won’t be able to co-exist and that no matter how much and hard you try, you just can’t come around to trusting each other 100%, sure you’ll come out here and contradict us, but deep down inside you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! You and Golem, made have the yearnings to succeed, but like everyone else you’re going to go down in flames….
(“It is at this moment that I show up, and as I was about to inquire about JC, I get slammed onto the wall by Flatliner who starts breathing heavily on my face and with a devious stare takes and smashes the poster upon my chest… Why do I take all this crap from these guys!? Is it fear, is it the fact that they make news wherever they go!? Or is it that I have become a glut for punishment!? Hard to say; I was about to ask about JC and also other questions, like their coming down to help Manson when Maelstrom attacked him… It’s all an intricate puzzle folks, with the pieces slowly falling in place with each and every single GLCW event… The line is being drawn in the sand, and strange alliances are being formed, strange and dangerous alliances… The air is electrified as treachery and the smell of battles yet to come run amok… Well I already bought my ticket for Riptide and I advise you do the same early, get one of those seats all the way in the front, so you can get a real close up look at brutality like only the UA can administer… And as always the pleasure will be all yours…. Good night folks… “Hey guys wait up”…)
(Camera follows the UA as they walk away… Fade out…)
(Fade into a black canvas, on it we can see the letters GLCW, but we also see the letters NEH… From opposite sides we see approaching Kraven and Flatliner, dressed in street clothes, black MC leather jackets, black tee-shirts with the UA and NEH in red and black jeans to boot… Kraven is the first to stare into our camera, Flatliner just stares, he pulls out a folded poster and as he unfolds it we can see that it is a poster for the next Riptide, names like Maelstrom, Michael Manson, the "Eradicator" Troy Martinez, The Masked Blazer, just to name a few… And of course the names of Golem and Jean Rabesque, the UA’s next opponents… With glazed eyes, Flatliner stares cynically at it, Kraven begins to smirk, and with revealing eyes he begins to speak… His words deep and penetrating, and at time revealing sarcasm…)
KRAVEN: Let me get this straight Malec, you want us now to defend the titles against the likes of Golem and Jean…. Is this some type of reward or have you already figured it out!? You thrown at us the best, the worst and now you use half a trump card!? I don’t see the logic in that, but hey if you like seeing us beating the crap out of them as we have done up to this point, who are we to argue…
FLATLINER: The Unholy Alliance vs. Jean Rabesque and Golem, what’s the matter Malec!? No one else left!? We’ve gone through all your top teams, so now you think that two separate minds will fare better!? But you have done us a favor; you have thrown into the killing box, two individuals we want… Yea Malec that’s what we call the ring, our very own little killing box… You throw them in, we devour them…
KRAVEN: Jean, Golem you two guys have been a thorn in our sides for quite some time, you keep sticking your noses where they don’t belong… So now it’s time to pay and pay you will, two more notches to carve on the totem pole… Let’s look at this from our point of perspective, while you two may very well be at the top of your game, in what world do you really think that you could best us!? In what world do you THINK you could even compete against us!? First you have Jean, a man who I personally have taken into hell and left for dead, a man who like you Golem is a lone wolf... You both think differently, you both have different agendas, two individuals who have been put together at the 11th hour to try to stop us… (Smirks) Since day one, we have dominated tag team wrestling, the box is evident of what awaits you… So I ask you, in what world could you two really have stood a chance!? Such a place doesn’t exist! Cast your eyes on the perfect machine; (Points to himself and Flatliner who continues to stare at the poster…) the perfect equation of steel and iron! We think with a steel mind and rule with an iron fist! I know what you’re thinking guys; you’re thinking that you will be the ones! That you will the ones to TAKE away what is ours! Jean is looking at the fact that he was able to co-exist with Nevada and become one of the best teams around, that you will be able to do the same with Golem… Bad way of thinking Jean, Golem, just like yourself is out for himself! Now there’s nothing wrong with that! Look at Mael, he’s made a hell of dent doing such, but when it comes to teaming up… (Pauses and shakes his head…) It becomes a whole different story; you break down, you can’t help it, and why is that you ask!? Quite simple, you can’t think as one, you can’t strategize in unison, you become two left feet dancers trying to out dance each other! You don’t really trust each other, but you figured, the enemy of my enemy is my ally… The only people we trust is each other, (Again points to Flatliner and himself, and with a devious grin says…) We, like got what you call mental telepathy, we are the perfect combination! Remember our wars in the FWF, the NFWA, and WAR!? A lot has changed guys; our actions have been evident of that, teaming you two together to face us is a very noble gesture… It doesn’t matter that the two of you are top notch talent, it doesn’t even matter that you are mat veterans… There’s a lot of missing pieces to that equation guys, add that to the fact that you won’t be able to co-exist and that no matter how much and hard you try, you just can’t come around to trusting each other 100%, sure you’ll come out here and contradict us, but deep down inside you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about! You and Golem, made have the yearnings to succeed, but like everyone else you’re going to go down in flames….
(“It is at this moment that I show up, and as I was about to inquire about JC, I get slammed onto the wall by Flatliner who starts breathing heavily on my face and with a devious stare takes and smashes the poster upon my chest… Why do I take all this crap from these guys!? Is it fear, is it the fact that they make news wherever they go!? Or is it that I have become a glut for punishment!? Hard to say; I was about to ask about JC and also other questions, like their coming down to help Manson when Maelstrom attacked him… It’s all an intricate puzzle folks, with the pieces slowly falling in place with each and every single GLCW event… The line is being drawn in the sand, and strange alliances are being formed, strange and dangerous alliances… The air is electrified as treachery and the smell of battles yet to come run amok… Well I already bought my ticket for Riptide and I advise you do the same early, get one of those seats all the way in the front, so you can get a real close up look at brutality like only the UA can administer… And as always the pleasure will be all yours…. Good night folks… “Hey guys wait up”…)
(Camera follows the UA as they walk away… Fade out…)
SteveA
League Member
It's been a long time
(the screen comes in on a GLCW backdrop, where in front Jean Rabesque stands, dressed in, as always, the black official gear, he removes his shades as the cameras come in, and smiles towards the camera, in his normal confident, cocky, yet cautious way, for a moment he looks off to the left, as if gathering his thoughts, and he then slowly shifts his gaze back towards the camera)
Rabesque: It's been a long time guys. It really has. It feels as though.... as though if it was in a different world. (smiles) I've seen what's been going on, I've seen the path of destruction that has been laid out by the two of you for the past few weeks. I know. I know a lot has changed, but at the same time, it really hasn't. I remember you Kraven, I remember how you couldn't beat me for my title, so you're only refuge was to make one of your own. You, and others, thought you were being smart, being witty. I, personally, found it as an act of desperation. You see Kraven, you may be bigger, you may be stronger, but search deep within that Pandorian mind of yours, and ask yourself one question. Do you really think you're better than me? Now, I know you're going to be quick to rush to a judgment, and answer me in a hurry, but think about it Kraven. Where have you been? We've always kind of run in the same circles as far as the wrestling world is concerned, and I haven't seen you for awhile. Now, you went to great lengths to show that Golem and I aren't the most experienced of partners, but do you think it's possible for you to be showing a bit of ring rust? Now, I know you've steamrolled every tag team in the GLCW, but, let's be honest with each other, what the hell kind of accomplishment is that? As far as I'm concerned the two of you have not proved ANYTHING! So you can beat The Movement, HOLY FREAKING S###, congratulations! I bet you think you've reached the top of the mountain.
And you Flatliner. What are you doing with him? Can't you see that the chump holds you back? I remember battling with you in a steel cage to unify the NFWA and AFWC World Heavyweight Championships. I remember the sheer power you had, and a skill to match. Hell, you were unstoppable Flatliner, and you probably still could be. You were an unstoppable SINGLES monster. You never needed any kind of regular tag team partner. You had the rest of them to spar with, NE, Konn, hell, even Kraven, but why are you letting Kraven hold you back? He has no talent, look at your last match for example. Who did the work, who got the pin? It was you Flatliner. Granted, Shane Wellington, or whatever the hell his name is isn't Golem, and he sure as hell isn't Jean Rabesque, but you still got something there. Not for long, though. How long are you going to let that leach suck off of you? How long do you want to remain two/thirds of the tag team champions?
And then, there's another thing I wanted to match, that our good ol' buddy didn't get a chance to in your spot. Where's JC guys? Now, I know what you claim, but I've watched some tape. You're not the same without him. Why? (chuckles) Hell if I know, but there's something lacking there. Could it just be that your mind is elsewhere? Kraven, you got mighty defensive when JC's name was about to come up. What are you trying to hide, or at least, avoid? Sure, you got by your last match, but this isn’t quite what we’d expect from the UA, is it? (chuckles) A chink in the armor? (chuckles) Maybe. We'll find out, I guess.
And finally, everyone has been wondering, how in the hell can Jean Rabesque and Golem exist as tag team partners? Well, the furry guy isn't the same person he once was. I don't know what it was, but he's a bit different. He's still the same killer he was, he just sees things a bit clearer. Plus, I was tired of having to fight him CONSTANTLY, so it's nice to have him on my side for once. But, how can we coexist? I think pretty capably. Sure, we might not have the tag team cohesiveness, but we are two legitimate superstars facing one man who is a complete joke, and another who is becoming nothing but a watered down version of his old self. We can figure out how to work as a team, that can be created. Talent cannot be created, and that's the advantage we have. Like I said earlier, the two of you have proven nothing, and you've beaten no one. NOW is the time where we see if you really have anything left. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the screen comes in on a GLCW backdrop, where in front Jean Rabesque stands, dressed in, as always, the black official gear, he removes his shades as the cameras come in, and smiles towards the camera, in his normal confident, cocky, yet cautious way, for a moment he looks off to the left, as if gathering his thoughts, and he then slowly shifts his gaze back towards the camera)
Rabesque: It's been a long time guys. It really has. It feels as though.... as though if it was in a different world. (smiles) I've seen what's been going on, I've seen the path of destruction that has been laid out by the two of you for the past few weeks. I know. I know a lot has changed, but at the same time, it really hasn't. I remember you Kraven, I remember how you couldn't beat me for my title, so you're only refuge was to make one of your own. You, and others, thought you were being smart, being witty. I, personally, found it as an act of desperation. You see Kraven, you may be bigger, you may be stronger, but search deep within that Pandorian mind of yours, and ask yourself one question. Do you really think you're better than me? Now, I know you're going to be quick to rush to a judgment, and answer me in a hurry, but think about it Kraven. Where have you been? We've always kind of run in the same circles as far as the wrestling world is concerned, and I haven't seen you for awhile. Now, you went to great lengths to show that Golem and I aren't the most experienced of partners, but do you think it's possible for you to be showing a bit of ring rust? Now, I know you've steamrolled every tag team in the GLCW, but, let's be honest with each other, what the hell kind of accomplishment is that? As far as I'm concerned the two of you have not proved ANYTHING! So you can beat The Movement, HOLY FREAKING S###, congratulations! I bet you think you've reached the top of the mountain.
And you Flatliner. What are you doing with him? Can't you see that the chump holds you back? I remember battling with you in a steel cage to unify the NFWA and AFWC World Heavyweight Championships. I remember the sheer power you had, and a skill to match. Hell, you were unstoppable Flatliner, and you probably still could be. You were an unstoppable SINGLES monster. You never needed any kind of regular tag team partner. You had the rest of them to spar with, NE, Konn, hell, even Kraven, but why are you letting Kraven hold you back? He has no talent, look at your last match for example. Who did the work, who got the pin? It was you Flatliner. Granted, Shane Wellington, or whatever the hell his name is isn't Golem, and he sure as hell isn't Jean Rabesque, but you still got something there. Not for long, though. How long are you going to let that leach suck off of you? How long do you want to remain two/thirds of the tag team champions?
And then, there's another thing I wanted to match, that our good ol' buddy didn't get a chance to in your spot. Where's JC guys? Now, I know what you claim, but I've watched some tape. You're not the same without him. Why? (chuckles) Hell if I know, but there's something lacking there. Could it just be that your mind is elsewhere? Kraven, you got mighty defensive when JC's name was about to come up. What are you trying to hide, or at least, avoid? Sure, you got by your last match, but this isn’t quite what we’d expect from the UA, is it? (chuckles) A chink in the armor? (chuckles) Maybe. We'll find out, I guess.
And finally, everyone has been wondering, how in the hell can Jean Rabesque and Golem exist as tag team partners? Well, the furry guy isn't the same person he once was. I don't know what it was, but he's a bit different. He's still the same killer he was, he just sees things a bit clearer. Plus, I was tired of having to fight him CONSTANTLY, so it's nice to have him on my side for once. But, how can we coexist? I think pretty capably. Sure, we might not have the tag team cohesiveness, but we are two legitimate superstars facing one man who is a complete joke, and another who is becoming nothing but a watered down version of his old self. We can figure out how to work as a team, that can be created. Talent cannot be created, and that's the advantage we have. Like I said earlier, the two of you have proven nothing, and you've beaten no one. NOW is the time where we see if you really have anything left. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
In The Valley Of The Killing Box...
(Cue Up: "March of the Pigs" by Nine Inch Nails. Fade into Golem, standing out on a balcony of his house. He stares off into the night, and he has a very thoughtful face on.)
GOLEM: Hmm...certainly seems that Malec has a thing for tag team wrestling. I mean, he takes phenomonal athletes such as Golem and he puts them in tag team action, perhaps to protect his beautiful poster child of a champion, Michael Manson. But that's fine. Golem thrives not just in singles action...not just in tag team action...but in the killing box. At least, that is what Kraven feels like calling it. Heh...Jean Rabesque said a funny thing. He said that Golem is suddenly things clearer...and that is simply not true. Merely, everyone else is starting to see better. A smarter man would have came to ally with Golem early, but hey, if he needs to stand across the ring from Golem a few times first, that's his perogative. Ah, Kraven...Flatliner. I remember our first encounter. As I recall, I thought I would pay Nevada and his band of merry men a favor by saving you two slugs from another defeat in a league that actually had quality tag teams...and how did you repay me? By jumping me. That gets to be a little annoying after a while. I mean, it seems that backstabs and sneak attacks are your guys's calling card. I remember you tried me before and Maelstrom stopped you. I remember you trying to jump Maelstrom and Rabesque stopping you. Man...you guys can't seem to do anything right, can you? Well, here's your chance. I warn beforehand, you aren't going to like the outcome, because you stand across the ring from two of the best you will ever find. I mean, Manson can't stop me, The Jobber can't stop me...you two oversized failures certainly aren't going to fare any better. You're kidding yourself if you think otherwise. You speak of carving our names in your totem pole, and that almost sounds intimidating...until Rabesque pointing out to me that, well, to be brutally honest, it would a thorough embarassment to be on that pole. That is almost like comparing Golem and Rabesque to The High Plains Drifters. Frankly, that hurts my pride to think you could make such a grievous error. But don't worry, friends. All errors are paid for in full. You're right that Jean Rabesque and Golem possess two very different agendas and we may seem awful chummy for what history has written about us...but we thrive where a team like Martinez and Rabesque would fail because we aren't in this to get into this match and get out just as quick. My enemy's enemy is my friend, and that is way the cards have fallen. So it is my pleasure to take Rabesque to assist me in the sturdy handling of you two. We don't need to think in perfect unison to win, because frankly, I doubt you two would have much luck against me two-on-one. I don't care if you "think with an steel mind"...whatever the hell that means. Such statements in fact lend themselves to comparisons to door knobs and their relative intelligence, but of course we are above that. I mean, obviously, Golem is out for himself as is Jean Rabesque. But, for someone who is smarter than most metal alloys, I'm sure it is pretty easy to realize that sticking together serves both our purposes ever-so-nicely. Golem searches for a true battle, he thirsts for a true challenge. He salivates at the encounter that you two should be. Don't disappoint me, boys. I'll come to your killing box, your little castle built in the sand, and Golem shall kick it to the wayside and march on into the night. You want to stop me? Well, there are two of us...maybe you guys have a chance. Time has vastly improved Golem...I hope you two have changed and can finally keep up. I beg you...show me what you got.
(Golem turns to the camera and smirks as the camera pans out. Fade to black.)
(Cue Up: "March of the Pigs" by Nine Inch Nails. Fade into Golem, standing out on a balcony of his house. He stares off into the night, and he has a very thoughtful face on.)
GOLEM: Hmm...certainly seems that Malec has a thing for tag team wrestling. I mean, he takes phenomonal athletes such as Golem and he puts them in tag team action, perhaps to protect his beautiful poster child of a champion, Michael Manson. But that's fine. Golem thrives not just in singles action...not just in tag team action...but in the killing box. At least, that is what Kraven feels like calling it. Heh...Jean Rabesque said a funny thing. He said that Golem is suddenly things clearer...and that is simply not true. Merely, everyone else is starting to see better. A smarter man would have came to ally with Golem early, but hey, if he needs to stand across the ring from Golem a few times first, that's his perogative. Ah, Kraven...Flatliner. I remember our first encounter. As I recall, I thought I would pay Nevada and his band of merry men a favor by saving you two slugs from another defeat in a league that actually had quality tag teams...and how did you repay me? By jumping me. That gets to be a little annoying after a while. I mean, it seems that backstabs and sneak attacks are your guys's calling card. I remember you tried me before and Maelstrom stopped you. I remember you trying to jump Maelstrom and Rabesque stopping you. Man...you guys can't seem to do anything right, can you? Well, here's your chance. I warn beforehand, you aren't going to like the outcome, because you stand across the ring from two of the best you will ever find. I mean, Manson can't stop me, The Jobber can't stop me...you two oversized failures certainly aren't going to fare any better. You're kidding yourself if you think otherwise. You speak of carving our names in your totem pole, and that almost sounds intimidating...until Rabesque pointing out to me that, well, to be brutally honest, it would a thorough embarassment to be on that pole. That is almost like comparing Golem and Rabesque to The High Plains Drifters. Frankly, that hurts my pride to think you could make such a grievous error. But don't worry, friends. All errors are paid for in full. You're right that Jean Rabesque and Golem possess two very different agendas and we may seem awful chummy for what history has written about us...but we thrive where a team like Martinez and Rabesque would fail because we aren't in this to get into this match and get out just as quick. My enemy's enemy is my friend, and that is way the cards have fallen. So it is my pleasure to take Rabesque to assist me in the sturdy handling of you two. We don't need to think in perfect unison to win, because frankly, I doubt you two would have much luck against me two-on-one. I don't care if you "think with an steel mind"...whatever the hell that means. Such statements in fact lend themselves to comparisons to door knobs and their relative intelligence, but of course we are above that. I mean, obviously, Golem is out for himself as is Jean Rabesque. But, for someone who is smarter than most metal alloys, I'm sure it is pretty easy to realize that sticking together serves both our purposes ever-so-nicely. Golem searches for a true battle, he thirsts for a true challenge. He salivates at the encounter that you two should be. Don't disappoint me, boys. I'll come to your killing box, your little castle built in the sand, and Golem shall kick it to the wayside and march on into the night. You want to stop me? Well, there are two of us...maybe you guys have a chance. Time has vastly improved Golem...I hope you two have changed and can finally keep up. I beg you...show me what you got.
(Golem turns to the camera and smirks as the camera pans out. Fade to black.)
JC
League Member
Into the valley of ...... PAIN!!!
(Fade to yet another black canvas, this time the letters NEH overshadows the GLCW logo… Slowly and methodically Flatliner comes into view, his massive frame actually covering the GLCW logo… His facial expression solemn, yet cynical… To his left is a monitor, it begins to play Jean Rabesque’s promo, Flatliner stares into the monitor momentarily, he then faces the camera and begins to speak…)
FLATLINER: Jean Rabesque… A name that has cross my path many a times, a man with whom I’ve battle in a time almost forgotten… You know you’re right, as a singles competitor, I WAS unstoppable, still am Jean! But unbeknownst to you Jean, certain things have changed; things and circumstances aren’t the same as they were back then… Ring rust Jean!? Do you seriously think we have ring rust!? Jean, in case you weren’t aware of it we went back to our roots, back to New Japan, where it all began… Wrestling in 2nd, 3rd and even 4th rated wrestling feds… And one thing we found out Jean, and that was that it is THERE where the real competition lies, those are the proving grounds Jean… They are the perimeters one needs to breach in order to reach the flagship, GLCW… And while in your eyes, you see us as two about to become, it’s not going to get you anywhere Jean, so I suggest you come down from that visual stupor you’re in and realize that we didn’t get older, we got BETTER! Now as for proving anything, there’s nothing to prove Jean, we’ve beaten everyone there is to beat in the GLCW, but I know in your eyes we’ve beaten nobody, (Smirks) does that include Maelstrom and Golem also!? Causes if it does, then you’re up (bleep) creek without a paddle dude, after all isn’t Golem your partner now!? It’s a vicious cycle isn’t it Jean!? So save your rhetorical logic for somebody that doesn’t know you as well as I do… You’re still the same person that you were back then Jean, still harping the same old tune, trying to be the “one”… All that’s well and good in your end of the woods, but in my end Jean, we go by different rules, real rules Jean! Kraven was right in a lot of what he said, as are you… (Stares at monitor and then back at the camera…) You’re so ignorant of what stares you in the face Jean, as for JC being an asset to us, yea he was… Notice I said “was”… What makes you think that Kraven is holding me back Jean!? We are the perfect combination in more ways than one… Careful Jean, what you don’t know can really hurt you… Don’t lose foresight of who and what lies ahead…
(The monitor continues as we hear Jean says; “No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque”… The camera goes fuzzy momentarily and when we come back into focus, it is not Flatliner who stands in front of the canvas but Kraven, his eyes just staring into the camera, no smirk, no grin, and no expression whatsoever…)
KRAVEN: Trying to play mind games with Flats is not going to work Jean, and neither is your metaphorical dribbling… Ironic how the only parts of those matches you remember are what is convenient for you, doesn’t surprise me Jean, you always had a way of seeing things differently, always jumping to conclusions, always assuming and presuming… Golem, what makes you actually believe that you will fare better with the likes of Jean Rabesque at your side!? What makes you think that he is better than Mael, hell both you and Mael didn't stand a chance against us so what makes Jean special!? (Smirks) Are you trying to say that Mael is all washed up!? You're the one that is kidding yourself Golem, you're living in this make believe world where you think you run supreme, only you DON'T! As for that lil favor you called yourself doing, get your facts straight beforehand Golem, first off we didn't need your stinking help, second we NEVER asked for your help! The fact that you wanted to be in Nevada's good graces just backfired on you that day, and THAT'S why we stomped a mud hole in you.... What you and Jean as well as the rest of these peons need to understand is that we are NOT Nevada, he may like you but we don't! We don't like anyone, we don't see things the way you or the rest of Malec's posse see things, we have our own perspective way of seeing and handling things... So you say that the enemy of your enemy is your friend eh Golem!? (Smirks with a devious grin...) I bet you said the same about Mael, and look at you two now... Face it Golem, you and Jean don't stand a chance against me and the big man, it has nothing to do about different agendas, it has nothing to do with your talents or skills... It has nothing to do with anything, but the fact that you two cannot co-exist, just like you and Mael couldn't hack it; neither will you and Jean...
(He looks at the monitor which at this time is showing Golem's promo... Without warning he kicks the monitor off the table and with a cynical stare continues...)
KRAVEN: That crap is annoying Golem, you and Jean sound like two wounded banshees howling in the night... Can't make much sense about what the hell you two are spewing, but I will tell you this much, the ones that are in for a big disappointment are you two... You see Golem, you like Jean are going under the wrong assumption about us, you actually believe that you have found a chink in our armor, only there isn't any Golem... You like Jean, think that we are all about nothing, that we have beaten nobodies, which would put you in that grouping cause we have beaten your furry butt several times already... But you are right when you say that to mention you under the same breath as the High Plains Drifters and so on, is an injustice... You and Jean fall under the category of extremely powerful, extremely talented just like Maelstrom and as you can see, THAT didn’t cut any ice with us Golem… Me and the big man are masters of our own destiny! We control, we rule the square circle no ifs, ands or buts about it! You say time has vastly improved Golem!? That may be all well and good, but you have US to contend with, and we have gotten nastier, meaner and more vicious… Now I know as far as you and Jean are concerned, that’s all just me blowing words into the wind, but at Riptide, you will also bear witness of the change Golem! You will get a full taste of what the Unholy Alliance is all about now! (Smirks) And to coin a phrase… “That SUCKS for YOU and Jean!
(The camera once again goes fuzzy and as we come back into focus, both Flatliner and Kraven are staring into the camera, solemn and deadly stares… Fade to black….)
(Fade to yet another black canvas, this time the letters NEH overshadows the GLCW logo… Slowly and methodically Flatliner comes into view, his massive frame actually covering the GLCW logo… His facial expression solemn, yet cynical… To his left is a monitor, it begins to play Jean Rabesque’s promo, Flatliner stares into the monitor momentarily, he then faces the camera and begins to speak…)
FLATLINER: Jean Rabesque… A name that has cross my path many a times, a man with whom I’ve battle in a time almost forgotten… You know you’re right, as a singles competitor, I WAS unstoppable, still am Jean! But unbeknownst to you Jean, certain things have changed; things and circumstances aren’t the same as they were back then… Ring rust Jean!? Do you seriously think we have ring rust!? Jean, in case you weren’t aware of it we went back to our roots, back to New Japan, where it all began… Wrestling in 2nd, 3rd and even 4th rated wrestling feds… And one thing we found out Jean, and that was that it is THERE where the real competition lies, those are the proving grounds Jean… They are the perimeters one needs to breach in order to reach the flagship, GLCW… And while in your eyes, you see us as two about to become, it’s not going to get you anywhere Jean, so I suggest you come down from that visual stupor you’re in and realize that we didn’t get older, we got BETTER! Now as for proving anything, there’s nothing to prove Jean, we’ve beaten everyone there is to beat in the GLCW, but I know in your eyes we’ve beaten nobody, (Smirks) does that include Maelstrom and Golem also!? Causes if it does, then you’re up (bleep) creek without a paddle dude, after all isn’t Golem your partner now!? It’s a vicious cycle isn’t it Jean!? So save your rhetorical logic for somebody that doesn’t know you as well as I do… You’re still the same person that you were back then Jean, still harping the same old tune, trying to be the “one”… All that’s well and good in your end of the woods, but in my end Jean, we go by different rules, real rules Jean! Kraven was right in a lot of what he said, as are you… (Stares at monitor and then back at the camera…) You’re so ignorant of what stares you in the face Jean, as for JC being an asset to us, yea he was… Notice I said “was”… What makes you think that Kraven is holding me back Jean!? We are the perfect combination in more ways than one… Careful Jean, what you don’t know can really hurt you… Don’t lose foresight of who and what lies ahead…
(The monitor continues as we hear Jean says; “No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque”… The camera goes fuzzy momentarily and when we come back into focus, it is not Flatliner who stands in front of the canvas but Kraven, his eyes just staring into the camera, no smirk, no grin, and no expression whatsoever…)
KRAVEN: Trying to play mind games with Flats is not going to work Jean, and neither is your metaphorical dribbling… Ironic how the only parts of those matches you remember are what is convenient for you, doesn’t surprise me Jean, you always had a way of seeing things differently, always jumping to conclusions, always assuming and presuming… Golem, what makes you actually believe that you will fare better with the likes of Jean Rabesque at your side!? What makes you think that he is better than Mael, hell both you and Mael didn't stand a chance against us so what makes Jean special!? (Smirks) Are you trying to say that Mael is all washed up!? You're the one that is kidding yourself Golem, you're living in this make believe world where you think you run supreme, only you DON'T! As for that lil favor you called yourself doing, get your facts straight beforehand Golem, first off we didn't need your stinking help, second we NEVER asked for your help! The fact that you wanted to be in Nevada's good graces just backfired on you that day, and THAT'S why we stomped a mud hole in you.... What you and Jean as well as the rest of these peons need to understand is that we are NOT Nevada, he may like you but we don't! We don't like anyone, we don't see things the way you or the rest of Malec's posse see things, we have our own perspective way of seeing and handling things... So you say that the enemy of your enemy is your friend eh Golem!? (Smirks with a devious grin...) I bet you said the same about Mael, and look at you two now... Face it Golem, you and Jean don't stand a chance against me and the big man, it has nothing to do about different agendas, it has nothing to do with your talents or skills... It has nothing to do with anything, but the fact that you two cannot co-exist, just like you and Mael couldn't hack it; neither will you and Jean...
(He looks at the monitor which at this time is showing Golem's promo... Without warning he kicks the monitor off the table and with a cynical stare continues...)
KRAVEN: That crap is annoying Golem, you and Jean sound like two wounded banshees howling in the night... Can't make much sense about what the hell you two are spewing, but I will tell you this much, the ones that are in for a big disappointment are you two... You see Golem, you like Jean are going under the wrong assumption about us, you actually believe that you have found a chink in our armor, only there isn't any Golem... You like Jean, think that we are all about nothing, that we have beaten nobodies, which would put you in that grouping cause we have beaten your furry butt several times already... But you are right when you say that to mention you under the same breath as the High Plains Drifters and so on, is an injustice... You and Jean fall under the category of extremely powerful, extremely talented just like Maelstrom and as you can see, THAT didn’t cut any ice with us Golem… Me and the big man are masters of our own destiny! We control, we rule the square circle no ifs, ands or buts about it! You say time has vastly improved Golem!? That may be all well and good, but you have US to contend with, and we have gotten nastier, meaner and more vicious… Now I know as far as you and Jean are concerned, that’s all just me blowing words into the wind, but at Riptide, you will also bear witness of the change Golem! You will get a full taste of what the Unholy Alliance is all about now! (Smirks) And to coin a phrase… “That SUCKS for YOU and Jean!
(The camera once again goes fuzzy and as we come back into focus, both Flatliner and Kraven are staring into the camera, solemn and deadly stares… Fade to black….)
SteveA
League Member
Mind Games Not Needed
(the screen comes in on the traditional GLCW Backdrop, where Jean Rabesque stands, just dressed in the normal black attire. no fluff, no videos, no elaborate set-ups, just a man, and his thoughts)
Rabesque: And so the trend continues. Anybody ever stop and wonder about what we're doing here? This dialogue that goes on back and forth, nobody ever really wanting to budge on anything, everybody trying to prove that they're wittier than the other guy. I guess it never made a whole lot of sense to me, but at the same time, it seems as though I've been just as willing a participant as the next guy, so that makes me just as guilty. I noticed this Kraven, as you constantly tried to disprove everything that I said, but as normal, you failed to do so. Being that I am currently following the latest trends, allow me to retort.
First of all, you stated that I only mention that parts of matches that are convenient for me to mention. Ironic enough, because I only really care about one part of a match, and that's the end. So, with that in mind, we'll do a question and answer about the last confrontation the two of us had. First of all, was I the AFWC Southern Champion? Yes. Were you a challenger attempting to obtain the AFWC Southern Championship? Yes. Did you on more than one occasion meet me for the AFWC Southern Championship? Yes. Were you ever successful? NO! Therefore, did you create your own championship belt, so you could have one of your own? YES!
Secondly, you dispute the claim that I made that you haven't beaten anyone lately. Ok, again, have you wrestled competitively in the United States in the last, oh, year? No. Is there any footage that I can find that might have you wrestling real competition over that time? No. By your own admission, were you wrestling first rate competition during that time? No. Are all of those remedies for rung rust? Yes. Have your GLCW Tag Team Title defenses of late been against a string of third rate teams? Yes. Are you about to face possibly the two damn best wresters in the GLCW? Yes. Does that spell new World Tag Team Champions? You got it Kraven. Now, I realize you've said every possible way that you're the best. You're "The ruler of your own destiny," or you're "ruling the squared circle," and on and on with the tired cliches, but it really isn't going to matter. The fact is that for years the two of you have been intimidators, you bully your way around, and you get what you want, because nobody is really going to stand up to you. Well, guess what boys, times have changed. I see through the entire facade, and while everyone else may not yet, they soon will. The "Pandorian Mystique," will quickly vanish.
Now Flats, I think you get so caught up in the crap hat you lead yourself astray. Sure, I'm counting Maelstrom and Golem, and you can call it rhetoric all you want, but I call it fact. You got a win, (mock clapping) congratulations. Does that change anything? (chuckles) Of course not. So you've beaten my tag team partner, that means NOTHING to me. I look at Mael, and I see a man who (chuckles) "doesn't play well with others." Sure, I understand how you could have beaten them, but I still hold steadfast to my belief that you have yet to beat ANYONE here in the GLCW. I mean, can you really hold those belts with any kind of pride? Yeah, go around bragging about how you beat The Movement, on how you beat Gridlock. Hell, if I were you I'd embarrassed. You're walking around like your s(FCC)t doesn't stink when you have yet to prove yourself. What the hell happened to you all? I remember a day when it was completely about pride, completely about honor. You got nothing to be proud of. You have no honor left. It really is almost sickening to see what has become of the Unholy Alliance. Hell, now you're aligning yourselves with Manson? MICHAEL MANSON? Are you kidding me? Your level of pride has gone the same direction as your level of talent, down the F(FCC)ING toilet. You can't beat us, because like you said Flats, I'm still the same. I bet you wish you could the same. And spare me the crap about how much better you are, and how minor leagues in Japan helped you, because it's not true, and I'm not buying it. The FACTS, not the rhetoric, point the opposite direction. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
(the screen comes in on the traditional GLCW Backdrop, where Jean Rabesque stands, just dressed in the normal black attire. no fluff, no videos, no elaborate set-ups, just a man, and his thoughts)
Rabesque: And so the trend continues. Anybody ever stop and wonder about what we're doing here? This dialogue that goes on back and forth, nobody ever really wanting to budge on anything, everybody trying to prove that they're wittier than the other guy. I guess it never made a whole lot of sense to me, but at the same time, it seems as though I've been just as willing a participant as the next guy, so that makes me just as guilty. I noticed this Kraven, as you constantly tried to disprove everything that I said, but as normal, you failed to do so. Being that I am currently following the latest trends, allow me to retort.
First of all, you stated that I only mention that parts of matches that are convenient for me to mention. Ironic enough, because I only really care about one part of a match, and that's the end. So, with that in mind, we'll do a question and answer about the last confrontation the two of us had. First of all, was I the AFWC Southern Champion? Yes. Were you a challenger attempting to obtain the AFWC Southern Championship? Yes. Did you on more than one occasion meet me for the AFWC Southern Championship? Yes. Were you ever successful? NO! Therefore, did you create your own championship belt, so you could have one of your own? YES!
Secondly, you dispute the claim that I made that you haven't beaten anyone lately. Ok, again, have you wrestled competitively in the United States in the last, oh, year? No. Is there any footage that I can find that might have you wrestling real competition over that time? No. By your own admission, were you wrestling first rate competition during that time? No. Are all of those remedies for rung rust? Yes. Have your GLCW Tag Team Title defenses of late been against a string of third rate teams? Yes. Are you about to face possibly the two damn best wresters in the GLCW? Yes. Does that spell new World Tag Team Champions? You got it Kraven. Now, I realize you've said every possible way that you're the best. You're "The ruler of your own destiny," or you're "ruling the squared circle," and on and on with the tired cliches, but it really isn't going to matter. The fact is that for years the two of you have been intimidators, you bully your way around, and you get what you want, because nobody is really going to stand up to you. Well, guess what boys, times have changed. I see through the entire facade, and while everyone else may not yet, they soon will. The "Pandorian Mystique," will quickly vanish.
Now Flats, I think you get so caught up in the crap hat you lead yourself astray. Sure, I'm counting Maelstrom and Golem, and you can call it rhetoric all you want, but I call it fact. You got a win, (mock clapping) congratulations. Does that change anything? (chuckles) Of course not. So you've beaten my tag team partner, that means NOTHING to me. I look at Mael, and I see a man who (chuckles) "doesn't play well with others." Sure, I understand how you could have beaten them, but I still hold steadfast to my belief that you have yet to beat ANYONE here in the GLCW. I mean, can you really hold those belts with any kind of pride? Yeah, go around bragging about how you beat The Movement, on how you beat Gridlock. Hell, if I were you I'd embarrassed. You're walking around like your s(FCC)t doesn't stink when you have yet to prove yourself. What the hell happened to you all? I remember a day when it was completely about pride, completely about honor. You got nothing to be proud of. You have no honor left. It really is almost sickening to see what has become of the Unholy Alliance. Hell, now you're aligning yourselves with Manson? MICHAEL MANSON? Are you kidding me? Your level of pride has gone the same direction as your level of talent, down the F(FCC)ING toilet. You can't beat us, because like you said Flats, I'm still the same. I bet you wish you could the same. And spare me the crap about how much better you are, and how minor leagues in Japan helped you, because it's not true, and I'm not buying it. The FACTS, not the rhetoric, point the opposite direction. No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque.
(fade out)
These Mountains Are Swallowed Into The Low Valleys...
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-15-02 AT 12:09 PM (EST)](Cue Up: "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails. Fade into Golem, sitting in a wooden rocking chair beside a large bookshelf. The room is lit up by a dangling chandelier with only one bulb left. The light spins around and occasionally leaves Golem in complete darkness.)
Golem: Ah...Kraven...Flatliner. Another great interpretation of what you want to believe thrown across as reality. Yes, of course you had stints in Japan. So do alot of people. I am not far off in figuring that, just as there are in the GLCW, there are ample supplies of underachieving nobodies there for you to beat up on. Am I correct in that assumption? Talent flows to talent, my Unholy Alliance compatriots. You certainly didn't stay forever in the bowels of Japan. Why not? Were they too tough for you? Or were you actually increasing the challenge of your tag team skills by moving up to the likes of Gridlock? Maybe you, in some brilliant testament to your intelligence, knew exactly how Malec would lay down his hand. No, you couldn't have, because you simply aren't that bright. JC maybe, because that man appears to be in love with Scott Malec, but you goons? You guys have just the right amount of brain cells to come up with clever phrases such as the killing box. And since you guys don't seem to playing out of JC's pocket like Nevada does, I'd wager your collective brain capacity is a shade under that of your typical mole or small rodent. I would congratulate you on your skillful catch phrases, but frankly "That sucks for you" sounds kind of old, like something a certain commisioner of this league has long since been using. And of course, it's not very scary when he says it either. Grasping at straws trying to intimidate us, aren't you? Rabesque brings up a very interesting point as well. Since when did you two Pandorian "warriors" start aligning yourselves with the likes of Manson. I told Manson I would beat him when we had our rematch, and you know what happened? I got my revenge. I beat him, he tried his damnest to cheat me out of it, but he couldn't. Neither can you beat Golem when he is on his game. Sure, you can take advantage of Golem when he and Maelstrom are mildly on the "outs", if you will, but those battlescars have been flushed and I assure you a similar ending would not be very likely. But those are whims of the future, as right now, my partner isn't Maelstrom, it is Jean Rabesque. As the strands of fate have interwoven us, so to does Golem play the role of the designer of these things. In Golem lay all the cards that matter, friends. Maelstrom, Manson...neither should have any bearing on this match. I would imagine Michael Manson would be smart enough to stay out of my way and handle his pressing business with Maelstrom for a while. That leaves just you two oversized, underachieving Nevada Smith-wannabes versus Jean Rabesque, probably the most technically sound wrestler there is right now, and Golem, the meanest and most dangerous wrestler there ever will be. Your straps don't much interest me, much the way Manson's belt didn't interest me, but to scar your pride, to steal away the thin remnants of what you once held so dear to you, that will Golem's prize. You want catchphrases? Well, here is one of my own, but it's really more of a prophecy that seems itself to be repeating: The two wolfs disguise themselves and go into the sheep's pen after their supper. But the two wolfs dressed in sheep's clothing are hustled off by the shepard to the slaughter and they find themselves to be in fact no more effective at avoiding it then the sheep. Be weary of putting yourself in harm's way, friends, because the meal is short and the after-effects, well, aren't they just a #####?
(Golem is sneers and the camera fades to black as the last light on the chandelier flickers and dies.)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-15-02 AT 12:09 PM (EST)](Cue Up: "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails. Fade into Golem, sitting in a wooden rocking chair beside a large bookshelf. The room is lit up by a dangling chandelier with only one bulb left. The light spins around and occasionally leaves Golem in complete darkness.)
Golem: Ah...Kraven...Flatliner. Another great interpretation of what you want to believe thrown across as reality. Yes, of course you had stints in Japan. So do alot of people. I am not far off in figuring that, just as there are in the GLCW, there are ample supplies of underachieving nobodies there for you to beat up on. Am I correct in that assumption? Talent flows to talent, my Unholy Alliance compatriots. You certainly didn't stay forever in the bowels of Japan. Why not? Were they too tough for you? Or were you actually increasing the challenge of your tag team skills by moving up to the likes of Gridlock? Maybe you, in some brilliant testament to your intelligence, knew exactly how Malec would lay down his hand. No, you couldn't have, because you simply aren't that bright. JC maybe, because that man appears to be in love with Scott Malec, but you goons? You guys have just the right amount of brain cells to come up with clever phrases such as the killing box. And since you guys don't seem to playing out of JC's pocket like Nevada does, I'd wager your collective brain capacity is a shade under that of your typical mole or small rodent. I would congratulate you on your skillful catch phrases, but frankly "That sucks for you" sounds kind of old, like something a certain commisioner of this league has long since been using. And of course, it's not very scary when he says it either. Grasping at straws trying to intimidate us, aren't you? Rabesque brings up a very interesting point as well. Since when did you two Pandorian "warriors" start aligning yourselves with the likes of Manson. I told Manson I would beat him when we had our rematch, and you know what happened? I got my revenge. I beat him, he tried his damnest to cheat me out of it, but he couldn't. Neither can you beat Golem when he is on his game. Sure, you can take advantage of Golem when he and Maelstrom are mildly on the "outs", if you will, but those battlescars have been flushed and I assure you a similar ending would not be very likely. But those are whims of the future, as right now, my partner isn't Maelstrom, it is Jean Rabesque. As the strands of fate have interwoven us, so to does Golem play the role of the designer of these things. In Golem lay all the cards that matter, friends. Maelstrom, Manson...neither should have any bearing on this match. I would imagine Michael Manson would be smart enough to stay out of my way and handle his pressing business with Maelstrom for a while. That leaves just you two oversized, underachieving Nevada Smith-wannabes versus Jean Rabesque, probably the most technically sound wrestler there is right now, and Golem, the meanest and most dangerous wrestler there ever will be. Your straps don't much interest me, much the way Manson's belt didn't interest me, but to scar your pride, to steal away the thin remnants of what you once held so dear to you, that will Golem's prize. You want catchphrases? Well, here is one of my own, but it's really more of a prophecy that seems itself to be repeating: The two wolfs disguise themselves and go into the sheep's pen after their supper. But the two wolfs dressed in sheep's clothing are hustled off by the shepard to the slaughter and they find themselves to be in fact no more effective at avoiding it then the sheep. Be weary of putting yourself in harm's way, friends, because the meal is short and the after-effects, well, aren't they just a #####?
(Golem is sneers and the camera fades to black as the last light on the chandelier flickers and dies.)
JC
League Member
A wrinkle in time.... (Part I)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-17-02 AT 09:57 AM (EST)](We find Kraven standing in front of an old dilapidated brick wall, wearing his usual attire of a black leather biker’s jacket, black jeans and black combat paratrooper boots… His 5 o’clock shadow casting an even more foreboding illumination as the street lamp beams down its lowly lit glow upon him… As he turns to face our camera, his eyes seem to glow inside darkened sockets…)
KRAVEN: The more things change, the more they remain the same where it concerns you Jean… I just realized one thing about you and that’s that you dwell on past minute insignificant so-called accomplishments… Take this “AFWC Southern Champion” title you speak of, partly true Jean, I beat your ass from pillar to post in those days, but it was all those damn stipulations you would tack down on those matches that kept me from taking that lil pacifier you sucked on so tightly… Yea I remember those matches very well you ignorant slug, you bitched, you whined to Malec about it was so unfair that you had to defend that lil title against me, so he humored you Jean… Now if I was a lesser man such as you, I too would tack on stipulations to this match, but you know what Jean, I don’t need any stinking stipulations, I beat you then and I sure as hell can beat you now… Oh and another thing I still have that Northern title, can you lay claim to the same when it comes to your title, of course not! Did I make that title!? Of course not! Jean, all that was then, This is NOW and now we are the ones to be beat, something that you and Golem will fail miserably at… You ask who have we beaten!? We’ve beaten everyone they have thrown at us and you and Golem will be the next two notches on the totem pole… You seem to be under this impression that we have ring rust, should I get a can of “Rust Remover “and wipe out the rust!? (Smirks) Of course not Jean, cause there is no ring rust… But if it makes you and Golem feel better to believe that, knock yourselves out boys… But you should know boys, time may have changed, but not by much where it concerns me and the big man, so that “Pandorian Mystique” of which you speak of, will still be there after we kick your teeth in and leave you both in the middle of the ring wondering about that “mystique”… And as far as you finding any footage, look around dude, it’s all over, only you are not looking in all the right places… Jean, this time around, I am going to show you once and for all, that you’re not what you think, all that “No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque” is nothing more than just all hype .. Just you, talking out the wrong hole… Try not to come down too overly confident, I want you to leave an empty space for doubt, just be prepared to be ascertained of that doubt… I am going to leave you and Golem, wondering what happened, where did it go all wrong… You and your furry partner are coming down to this with the assumption, because we weren’t stateside, that we fought nobodies, and to a sense you’re right, but if I can bring you down from that illusional cloud you’re on and enlighten you on a few well known facts Jean… When is it that you’re at your hungriest!? Is it when you’re hungry or when you are full!? Something you don’t have the damnest clue about… “Minor leagues”!? You should talk Jean, tell me who have you fought lately!? And sneak attacks don’t count! (Smirks) Whatever possessed you to actually even think, that if you haven’t fought stateside, you haven’t fought anyone… (Shrugs and makes a mocking face, shaking his head he continues…) Have you fought any of them!? NO, of course not! But I can almost anticipate your next move, but I not here today to debate your opinions Jean, me and the big man are beyond that… You have your beliefs, and I have mine and the way I see it there’s only one way to settle this, in a matter of speaking… So it’s on to the “proving” grounds, you have Golem actually believing that crap you’re spewing out, now that is a surprise! I always thought Golem had more sense than that! Guess I was wrong about him huh Jean!? That may be, but it doesn’t make me wrong about you! I got your number and you know it, and since there’s no real way for you to get out of it, now it’s you on the other end Jean, and the ONLY stipulation I am going to put on this match is that YOU show up!
(His demeanor as well as his mien changes, slowly he paces rubbing his chin as if deep in thought, momentarily becoming silent…)
KRAVEN: You speak of pride and honor as if you, yourself knew the true meaning of the words… (Smirks cynically) You can sell that to the fans Jean, you can even sell it to Malec, but I’m not buying into it one bit… I know what you’re all about my friend, you see unlike you Jean, me and the big man don’t need to keep reminding the fans, especially ourselves just how good we are… As for us teaming up with Manson, let’s just say that we don’t agree on a lot, but there’s one main thing we agree on… And if you think that I’m going to tell you, that’ll be another mistake you’ll make… Nah Jean, I’m going to show you what I’m talking about! Golem, I would watch my back if I were you…
(He is about to speak again when his cell phone rings…)
KRAVEN: You ready!? Okay I'll end it here… (Puts phone away and once again with a cynical expression faces our camera…) Guess that’s it for now Jean… Oh and you too Golem…
(Camera starts to fade, and as it fades completely it is but for a moment, but when we return it is an entirely different scene as it starts to fade in on Flatliner…)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-17-02 AT 09:57 AM (EST)](We find Kraven standing in front of an old dilapidated brick wall, wearing his usual attire of a black leather biker’s jacket, black jeans and black combat paratrooper boots… His 5 o’clock shadow casting an even more foreboding illumination as the street lamp beams down its lowly lit glow upon him… As he turns to face our camera, his eyes seem to glow inside darkened sockets…)
KRAVEN: The more things change, the more they remain the same where it concerns you Jean… I just realized one thing about you and that’s that you dwell on past minute insignificant so-called accomplishments… Take this “AFWC Southern Champion” title you speak of, partly true Jean, I beat your ass from pillar to post in those days, but it was all those damn stipulations you would tack down on those matches that kept me from taking that lil pacifier you sucked on so tightly… Yea I remember those matches very well you ignorant slug, you bitched, you whined to Malec about it was so unfair that you had to defend that lil title against me, so he humored you Jean… Now if I was a lesser man such as you, I too would tack on stipulations to this match, but you know what Jean, I don’t need any stinking stipulations, I beat you then and I sure as hell can beat you now… Oh and another thing I still have that Northern title, can you lay claim to the same when it comes to your title, of course not! Did I make that title!? Of course not! Jean, all that was then, This is NOW and now we are the ones to be beat, something that you and Golem will fail miserably at… You ask who have we beaten!? We’ve beaten everyone they have thrown at us and you and Golem will be the next two notches on the totem pole… You seem to be under this impression that we have ring rust, should I get a can of “Rust Remover “and wipe out the rust!? (Smirks) Of course not Jean, cause there is no ring rust… But if it makes you and Golem feel better to believe that, knock yourselves out boys… But you should know boys, time may have changed, but not by much where it concerns me and the big man, so that “Pandorian Mystique” of which you speak of, will still be there after we kick your teeth in and leave you both in the middle of the ring wondering about that “mystique”… And as far as you finding any footage, look around dude, it’s all over, only you are not looking in all the right places… Jean, this time around, I am going to show you once and for all, that you’re not what you think, all that “No false gimmicks, no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque” is nothing more than just all hype .. Just you, talking out the wrong hole… Try not to come down too overly confident, I want you to leave an empty space for doubt, just be prepared to be ascertained of that doubt… I am going to leave you and Golem, wondering what happened, where did it go all wrong… You and your furry partner are coming down to this with the assumption, because we weren’t stateside, that we fought nobodies, and to a sense you’re right, but if I can bring you down from that illusional cloud you’re on and enlighten you on a few well known facts Jean… When is it that you’re at your hungriest!? Is it when you’re hungry or when you are full!? Something you don’t have the damnest clue about… “Minor leagues”!? You should talk Jean, tell me who have you fought lately!? And sneak attacks don’t count! (Smirks) Whatever possessed you to actually even think, that if you haven’t fought stateside, you haven’t fought anyone… (Shrugs and makes a mocking face, shaking his head he continues…) Have you fought any of them!? NO, of course not! But I can almost anticipate your next move, but I not here today to debate your opinions Jean, me and the big man are beyond that… You have your beliefs, and I have mine and the way I see it there’s only one way to settle this, in a matter of speaking… So it’s on to the “proving” grounds, you have Golem actually believing that crap you’re spewing out, now that is a surprise! I always thought Golem had more sense than that! Guess I was wrong about him huh Jean!? That may be, but it doesn’t make me wrong about you! I got your number and you know it, and since there’s no real way for you to get out of it, now it’s you on the other end Jean, and the ONLY stipulation I am going to put on this match is that YOU show up!
(His demeanor as well as his mien changes, slowly he paces rubbing his chin as if deep in thought, momentarily becoming silent…)
KRAVEN: You speak of pride and honor as if you, yourself knew the true meaning of the words… (Smirks cynically) You can sell that to the fans Jean, you can even sell it to Malec, but I’m not buying into it one bit… I know what you’re all about my friend, you see unlike you Jean, me and the big man don’t need to keep reminding the fans, especially ourselves just how good we are… As for us teaming up with Manson, let’s just say that we don’t agree on a lot, but there’s one main thing we agree on… And if you think that I’m going to tell you, that’ll be another mistake you’ll make… Nah Jean, I’m going to show you what I’m talking about! Golem, I would watch my back if I were you…
(He is about to speak again when his cell phone rings…)
KRAVEN: You ready!? Okay I'll end it here… (Puts phone away and once again with a cynical expression faces our camera…) Guess that’s it for now Jean… Oh and you too Golem…
(Camera starts to fade, and as it fades completely it is but for a moment, but when we return it is an entirely different scene as it starts to fade in on Flatliner…)
JC
League Member
A wrinkle in time... (Part II)
(Continuing to fade in, this time it’s background is that of a black canvas, after several moments of this, from the left we begin to scan Flatliner… Cut-off dark sweatshirt, dark jeans and the same type boots… His bearing is a lot more sinister, rubbing his hands together, we hear him say…)
FLATLINER: I HATE these damn promos! Good for nothing more than BSing the peons into spending money… Jean and Kraven seem to have a knack for that, wouldn’t you agree Golem!? I do hope that while you may have bitten into Jean’s crap; that you have still held back a bit for that moment in true reality when destiny slaps you in the face and you awake from that stupor Jean has you in… Unless this is an elaborate gag you’re trying to pull Golem, better wake up fast and realize just who is in your corner and who you will be facing… You will be facing me Golem, I always considered you a tough opponent, and I’ve seen every single battle you had with Nevada! If I was wearing a hat, I would tip it off for you… But I don’t so just listen up, I’ll make it short and sweet! There’ll always be underachieving nobodies, wherever you go, and there’s always those who are over the top… And don’t worry Golem I am not going to bore you with little “catch phrases”, that was done in humor, but what I’m telling you now, better sink in that thick skull of yours… I would hope that all you’re doing is going along with what Jean is spewing out and realize that it’s all nothing more than wishful thinking! I hope that when you are face to face with me, you realize that I play for keeps… Just as bad as Jean and you want this match to go your way, my desire to see it go my way is tenfold… I’m not interested in Jean, Kraven can have him, it is you who stirs my curiosity Golem… You intrigue me and I most definitely want to go toe to toe with you, (Points towards the camera) so don’t come to the ring with your head up your ass, Keep your mind focused on me, (Points to himself) JC, Manson should be the furthest thing from your mind Golem, concentrate on me… Our alignment with Manson is of no concern to you, concern yourself with that fair weather friend you decided to partner yourself with… I see the odds against you Golem, Jean is nothing more that a showboating leech… He knows we’re after him for interfering when we decide to pay Mael back for some past favors… Just a few weeks ago Maelstrom led you to slaughter and out of the kindness of our hearts we let you walk away with a few bruises.. This time around Golem, I am going to send you away for a good while… And while you’re away licking your wounds Golem, I want you to think, think about why and how you failed… The gold doesn’t make us Golem, we make the gold remember that… You and Jean will fare no better than you and Mael did, in fact this time around it’s worst, at least with Mael, you stood a better chance… With Jean as your partner I give your chances from slim to none, face it Golem, read the writing on the wall and realize what Jean so painstakingly tries to avoid… The TRUTH! Talk is cheap Golem and Jean makes it cheaper, just bring your furry ass to the ring so I can shave it for you… And spare me all this gothical BS, you’re not anything like the folklore, now you may be “dangerous, and you may be mean, and you’re right about Jean being “technically sound”, he’s all mouth and hype… He like Mael is going to throw you to the wolves Golem, and these wolves don’t go to sleep after they have feasted! So the Shepard better come up with a better plan, wouldn’t you agree Golem… Be at the top of your game come ring time Golem, be focused, be sharp and be swift… And above all else, have eyes in the back of your head…
( He stands stoically staring into the camera, several moments pass before he just walks away… We slowly begin to fade off when out of nowhere, JC appears, after visually assuring himself that Flatliner was gone, he motions for the camera crew to focus in on him… Just as they do and he is about to speak, the transmission goes dead, nothing but static and distorted waves are the last thing we see…)
(Continuing to fade in, this time it’s background is that of a black canvas, after several moments of this, from the left we begin to scan Flatliner… Cut-off dark sweatshirt, dark jeans and the same type boots… His bearing is a lot more sinister, rubbing his hands together, we hear him say…)
FLATLINER: I HATE these damn promos! Good for nothing more than BSing the peons into spending money… Jean and Kraven seem to have a knack for that, wouldn’t you agree Golem!? I do hope that while you may have bitten into Jean’s crap; that you have still held back a bit for that moment in true reality when destiny slaps you in the face and you awake from that stupor Jean has you in… Unless this is an elaborate gag you’re trying to pull Golem, better wake up fast and realize just who is in your corner and who you will be facing… You will be facing me Golem, I always considered you a tough opponent, and I’ve seen every single battle you had with Nevada! If I was wearing a hat, I would tip it off for you… But I don’t so just listen up, I’ll make it short and sweet! There’ll always be underachieving nobodies, wherever you go, and there’s always those who are over the top… And don’t worry Golem I am not going to bore you with little “catch phrases”, that was done in humor, but what I’m telling you now, better sink in that thick skull of yours… I would hope that all you’re doing is going along with what Jean is spewing out and realize that it’s all nothing more than wishful thinking! I hope that when you are face to face with me, you realize that I play for keeps… Just as bad as Jean and you want this match to go your way, my desire to see it go my way is tenfold… I’m not interested in Jean, Kraven can have him, it is you who stirs my curiosity Golem… You intrigue me and I most definitely want to go toe to toe with you, (Points towards the camera) so don’t come to the ring with your head up your ass, Keep your mind focused on me, (Points to himself) JC, Manson should be the furthest thing from your mind Golem, concentrate on me… Our alignment with Manson is of no concern to you, concern yourself with that fair weather friend you decided to partner yourself with… I see the odds against you Golem, Jean is nothing more that a showboating leech… He knows we’re after him for interfering when we decide to pay Mael back for some past favors… Just a few weeks ago Maelstrom led you to slaughter and out of the kindness of our hearts we let you walk away with a few bruises.. This time around Golem, I am going to send you away for a good while… And while you’re away licking your wounds Golem, I want you to think, think about why and how you failed… The gold doesn’t make us Golem, we make the gold remember that… You and Jean will fare no better than you and Mael did, in fact this time around it’s worst, at least with Mael, you stood a better chance… With Jean as your partner I give your chances from slim to none, face it Golem, read the writing on the wall and realize what Jean so painstakingly tries to avoid… The TRUTH! Talk is cheap Golem and Jean makes it cheaper, just bring your furry ass to the ring so I can shave it for you… And spare me all this gothical BS, you’re not anything like the folklore, now you may be “dangerous, and you may be mean, and you’re right about Jean being “technically sound”, he’s all mouth and hype… He like Mael is going to throw you to the wolves Golem, and these wolves don’t go to sleep after they have feasted! So the Shepard better come up with a better plan, wouldn’t you agree Golem… Be at the top of your game come ring time Golem, be focused, be sharp and be swift… And above all else, have eyes in the back of your head…
( He stands stoically staring into the camera, several moments pass before he just walks away… We slowly begin to fade off when out of nowhere, JC appears, after visually assuring himself that Flatliner was gone, he motions for the camera crew to focus in on him… Just as they do and he is about to speak, the transmission goes dead, nothing but static and distorted waves are the last thing we see…)
Account of Vanity's Hapless Regression To Mediocrity..
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-18-02 AT 03:51 PM (EST)](Cue Up: "Happiness in Slavery" by Nine Inch Nails. Fade into Golem, sitting in a dark room within his humble abode. He stares off into space and begins to talk.)
Golem: And, it would seem that the Unholy Alliance is going with the buddy system now. And it looks like a Flatliner. Jean certainly seems to think you're the better of the two, so I guess I should be thrilled. I mean, I get the one who does anything in the ring. But, of course, much the same as your simplistic mind games to pull me and Jean apart as a team won't work, so would any attempt I would shovel at you to pull you two apart. I have no intention of trying. Of course, you make some interesting points. Most of it is idiotic tripe, of course, but as I dig down deeper, I see you make some pretty keen observations. One of them is that I can't rely on my partner. I've tried that before, back in FWF. I went through a long stint of tag team matches where I lose and never get pinned. I've realized now that is much more of my responsibility to shoulder the load in any tag team. If Jean and I both try to carry more than our share, theorectically we will be very hard to stop. I can't expect Jean to do that, I can only be that demanding on myself. Is Jean capable of it? Yes, of course, any four of us are. But you made a solid point in that, I had better show up. Golem stifled last time we fought, and consistent miscommunications hung us up. This time, I will be ready to win and take your tag straps and more importantly your pride away from you. I extraordinarily doubt your desire to win thise match is tenfold of my own. I thirst not for any title but on the slaughter, I seek to destroy all who put in front of me for the sheer pulsating thrill of doing it. Think about it, if Golem defeats the Unholy Alliance, then he will hold victories over every single champion in the GLCW. If Jean wishes to hide behind me the whole match, though I strongly doubt that is the case, Golem would be fine with it. Golem has always readily accepted any challenge and a two-on-one would certainly make for an interesting challenge. If Kraven wants any piece of Golem, I assure you that his dreams will become a reality. I am not a hard man to find, I am the one draining life from the motionless victim's mouth in all my matches. It will be no different here, friend, you've got to feel it inside your head. You've tasted but a sample of what Golem is capable of, surely you understand that Golem as well plays for keeps. Smart man, sparing me any irritating catch phrases. Jean's serves it's purpose fine, if you enjoy that of thing. You, Flatliner, are much like myself. You understand that for all the idiotic mindgames, the true game is in the ring. Battles are won and lost there, this is just an afterthought for fools suffering from, (Golem slowly smirks) to coin a old friend of mine, the Rafter Light Blues. (Golem chuckles to himself) There you go, Flatliner, consider us equal. I promise I won't do that again. (Golem careless smile slowly melts away as he becomes serious once again) You think you did me a good favor by sparing only a few bruises...well, that's great, you go ahead and think that. My opinion happens to vastly conflict with your own. It was *I* who wasn't trying, merely going through the motions. Now, it is in my hands to change the tides of fate. And if you know Golem, and I think from the way you talk, you do, then you know he is more than capable of accomplishing this goal. You may distort reality and perception and honestly believe you make the belts, well that's fine. The belts are just that, belts. Nothing more than scrap and tin. Wear them with pride, make them whatever you want, because you won't be caressing them too long. The writing on the wall says that two great individuals are taking on a great tag team...or are we? It seems you've already segmented yourselves, drawn up sides. And if it's you I square with most of the time, it would seem that you drew the short straw because I am a hard man to slow down. You tip your metaphorical hat to what I've done with Nevada, well I would do the same. But you're not Nevada, you've a large man, but you certainly hold no 3 victories over me. But I will not allow myself to play the role of the fool, I guarantee nothing, I sell you shorter than no one. I will feed myself to the battle with you, and I will see who it is that arises from the prongs of the torture we put eachother through. If I peak your curiosity, Flatliner, I wonder why. It is the challenge, is it the fear and trepidation that rises inside you that I bring about while no one else can, or is it, that maybe, just maybe you think you can pin my mighty shoulders to the mat once more. We all know Nevada can do it, and Maelstrom's made a name for himself in his own right. You've already got one on me, perhaps people have scoffed that off as a fluke. You seek a definitive defeat, don't you? Well, friend, let me put this plain and simple: As long as I can walk, breath, and fight, that simply is not going to happen? Can you shut me down completely? Well, you hope to put me out for a while, right? Let's see if you, my silly little opponent-in-waiting, have it in you. Because, I know I can put people down and out, I've made a whole career out of it. And you know what, if the fates have sung anything to me, it's that here, and now, is as good a time as any for the man they speak of only in fainted breath to strike once again, to slash and strike and steal away all that you hold precious. Wanna stop me? Let's see what you've got, Flatliner. (Golem breaks into another wicked smile) It would seem you've peaked *MY* curiosity, as well.
(Golem breaks out in a cold, sick laughter as the camera fades to black.)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-18-02 AT 03:51 PM (EST)](Cue Up: "Happiness in Slavery" by Nine Inch Nails. Fade into Golem, sitting in a dark room within his humble abode. He stares off into space and begins to talk.)
Golem: And, it would seem that the Unholy Alliance is going with the buddy system now. And it looks like a Flatliner. Jean certainly seems to think you're the better of the two, so I guess I should be thrilled. I mean, I get the one who does anything in the ring. But, of course, much the same as your simplistic mind games to pull me and Jean apart as a team won't work, so would any attempt I would shovel at you to pull you two apart. I have no intention of trying. Of course, you make some interesting points. Most of it is idiotic tripe, of course, but as I dig down deeper, I see you make some pretty keen observations. One of them is that I can't rely on my partner. I've tried that before, back in FWF. I went through a long stint of tag team matches where I lose and never get pinned. I've realized now that is much more of my responsibility to shoulder the load in any tag team. If Jean and I both try to carry more than our share, theorectically we will be very hard to stop. I can't expect Jean to do that, I can only be that demanding on myself. Is Jean capable of it? Yes, of course, any four of us are. But you made a solid point in that, I had better show up. Golem stifled last time we fought, and consistent miscommunications hung us up. This time, I will be ready to win and take your tag straps and more importantly your pride away from you. I extraordinarily doubt your desire to win thise match is tenfold of my own. I thirst not for any title but on the slaughter, I seek to destroy all who put in front of me for the sheer pulsating thrill of doing it. Think about it, if Golem defeats the Unholy Alliance, then he will hold victories over every single champion in the GLCW. If Jean wishes to hide behind me the whole match, though I strongly doubt that is the case, Golem would be fine with it. Golem has always readily accepted any challenge and a two-on-one would certainly make for an interesting challenge. If Kraven wants any piece of Golem, I assure you that his dreams will become a reality. I am not a hard man to find, I am the one draining life from the motionless victim's mouth in all my matches. It will be no different here, friend, you've got to feel it inside your head. You've tasted but a sample of what Golem is capable of, surely you understand that Golem as well plays for keeps. Smart man, sparing me any irritating catch phrases. Jean's serves it's purpose fine, if you enjoy that of thing. You, Flatliner, are much like myself. You understand that for all the idiotic mindgames, the true game is in the ring. Battles are won and lost there, this is just an afterthought for fools suffering from, (Golem slowly smirks) to coin a old friend of mine, the Rafter Light Blues. (Golem chuckles to himself) There you go, Flatliner, consider us equal. I promise I won't do that again. (Golem careless smile slowly melts away as he becomes serious once again) You think you did me a good favor by sparing only a few bruises...well, that's great, you go ahead and think that. My opinion happens to vastly conflict with your own. It was *I* who wasn't trying, merely going through the motions. Now, it is in my hands to change the tides of fate. And if you know Golem, and I think from the way you talk, you do, then you know he is more than capable of accomplishing this goal. You may distort reality and perception and honestly believe you make the belts, well that's fine. The belts are just that, belts. Nothing more than scrap and tin. Wear them with pride, make them whatever you want, because you won't be caressing them too long. The writing on the wall says that two great individuals are taking on a great tag team...or are we? It seems you've already segmented yourselves, drawn up sides. And if it's you I square with most of the time, it would seem that you drew the short straw because I am a hard man to slow down. You tip your metaphorical hat to what I've done with Nevada, well I would do the same. But you're not Nevada, you've a large man, but you certainly hold no 3 victories over me. But I will not allow myself to play the role of the fool, I guarantee nothing, I sell you shorter than no one. I will feed myself to the battle with you, and I will see who it is that arises from the prongs of the torture we put eachother through. If I peak your curiosity, Flatliner, I wonder why. It is the challenge, is it the fear and trepidation that rises inside you that I bring about while no one else can, or is it, that maybe, just maybe you think you can pin my mighty shoulders to the mat once more. We all know Nevada can do it, and Maelstrom's made a name for himself in his own right. You've already got one on me, perhaps people have scoffed that off as a fluke. You seek a definitive defeat, don't you? Well, friend, let me put this plain and simple: As long as I can walk, breath, and fight, that simply is not going to happen? Can you shut me down completely? Well, you hope to put me out for a while, right? Let's see if you, my silly little opponent-in-waiting, have it in you. Because, I know I can put people down and out, I've made a whole career out of it. And you know what, if the fates have sung anything to me, it's that here, and now, is as good a time as any for the man they speak of only in fainted breath to strike once again, to slash and strike and steal away all that you hold precious. Wanna stop me? Let's see what you've got, Flatliner. (Golem breaks into another wicked smile) It would seem you've peaked *MY* curiosity, as well.
(Golem breaks out in a cold, sick laughter as the camera fades to black.)
SteveA
League Member
They have changed
(the screen comes in on the GLCW backdrop, where Jean Rabesque stands, dressed in the same black gear that he normally sports, he looks towards the camera in his normal confident, almost cocky gaze, and speaks)
Rabesque: You know something Kraven, you stated that the more things change, the more they stay the same, and at a first glance, that might be correct, but I decided to do a little thinking, and maybe a little bit of analysis into the subject. You went into great detail about our past in the AFWC, and you started talking about every stipulation I threw at you. And while stipulations were involved, I seem to remember.... only one. I did expect you to have to pin me in the middle of the ring to take my title away from me, and you know what, something inside of me just makes that still to this day ring true. Now, you might expect things to be handed to you Kraven, and hell, that might be how it was done in the past, but it wasn't then, and it's not now. And then, you said something that I found particularly interesting, and I quote, "Oh and another thing I still have that Northern title, can you lay claim to the same when it comes to your title, of course not!" Did I catch that correctly Kraven? Did I really hear what I thought I heard?
Things have changed Kraven, and they've changed a lot. I saw your last promo and I saw a Pandorian claiming about how they still possessed a fake belt, A FAKE BELT! I've asked before, and I'll ask again, what in the hell has happened to the Pandorians. THIS IS WHAT HAS CHANGED! You were once a group of blood-thirsty warriors, and now, you've been relegated to chumps who boast about how they still hold on to titles they made up for themselves. Seeing you like this Kraven is comparable to watching Willie Mays stumbling around in the New York Mets outfield, or watching Johnny Unitas trying to play out a string with the San Diego Chargers. You're a shell of what you once were, you summed it up yourself!
And then Kraven, you decided that I haven't wrestled anyone recently, or even, beaten anyone lately. Who I have beaten lately Kraven? Why don't you just walk into your own locker room to find the answer to that question? All you have to do is talk to your good buddy Mike Manson to find out who I've beaten lately. Why don't you ask him about that World Championship that he couldn't take from me? Huh? Who've I beaten? Talk to your good friend Nevada. How about Hellion? Billy Matthews? Ever since you boys last wrestled in the states, I've won championships everywhere I've gone, I've beaten the very best, men FAR superior to what you two have become.
Kraven, I believe at one time you knew what pride and honor were, but I don't think you remember it anymore. No, that was before you aligned yourself with people like Manson, that was before you cared about fake titles, that was when being Pandorian ACTUALLY MET SOMETHING! I know what pride and honor are about Kraven. I grew up on the streets, I've busted my ass for everything I've ever gotten. I didn't have trained warriors rising me to be a killer, but I had the desire to become the best damn wrestler in the world today, and that's exactly what's happened. Everything else has taken care of itself. Oh, and one more thing, "No false hype," doesn't mean, "No hype," Kraven, get that one through you skull right now. No false gimmicks, (chuckles) no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque!
(fade out)
(the screen comes in on the GLCW backdrop, where Jean Rabesque stands, dressed in the same black gear that he normally sports, he looks towards the camera in his normal confident, almost cocky gaze, and speaks)
Rabesque: You know something Kraven, you stated that the more things change, the more they stay the same, and at a first glance, that might be correct, but I decided to do a little thinking, and maybe a little bit of analysis into the subject. You went into great detail about our past in the AFWC, and you started talking about every stipulation I threw at you. And while stipulations were involved, I seem to remember.... only one. I did expect you to have to pin me in the middle of the ring to take my title away from me, and you know what, something inside of me just makes that still to this day ring true. Now, you might expect things to be handed to you Kraven, and hell, that might be how it was done in the past, but it wasn't then, and it's not now. And then, you said something that I found particularly interesting, and I quote, "Oh and another thing I still have that Northern title, can you lay claim to the same when it comes to your title, of course not!" Did I catch that correctly Kraven? Did I really hear what I thought I heard?
Things have changed Kraven, and they've changed a lot. I saw your last promo and I saw a Pandorian claiming about how they still possessed a fake belt, A FAKE BELT! I've asked before, and I'll ask again, what in the hell has happened to the Pandorians. THIS IS WHAT HAS CHANGED! You were once a group of blood-thirsty warriors, and now, you've been relegated to chumps who boast about how they still hold on to titles they made up for themselves. Seeing you like this Kraven is comparable to watching Willie Mays stumbling around in the New York Mets outfield, or watching Johnny Unitas trying to play out a string with the San Diego Chargers. You're a shell of what you once were, you summed it up yourself!
And then Kraven, you decided that I haven't wrestled anyone recently, or even, beaten anyone lately. Who I have beaten lately Kraven? Why don't you just walk into your own locker room to find the answer to that question? All you have to do is talk to your good buddy Mike Manson to find out who I've beaten lately. Why don't you ask him about that World Championship that he couldn't take from me? Huh? Who've I beaten? Talk to your good friend Nevada. How about Hellion? Billy Matthews? Ever since you boys last wrestled in the states, I've won championships everywhere I've gone, I've beaten the very best, men FAR superior to what you two have become.
Kraven, I believe at one time you knew what pride and honor were, but I don't think you remember it anymore. No, that was before you aligned yourself with people like Manson, that was before you cared about fake titles, that was when being Pandorian ACTUALLY MET SOMETHING! I know what pride and honor are about Kraven. I grew up on the streets, I've busted my ass for everything I've ever gotten. I didn't have trained warriors rising me to be a killer, but I had the desire to become the best damn wrestler in the world today, and that's exactly what's happened. Everything else has taken care of itself. Oh, and one more thing, "No false hype," doesn't mean, "No hype," Kraven, get that one through you skull right now. No false gimmicks, (chuckles) no false hype, I am Jean Rabesque!
(fade out)
JC
League Member
Opportunity...
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-19-02 AT 10:49 PM (EST)](We fade onto the UA, as they head into the Metro Centre in Rockford, Illinois… In the distance you can see the throng of wrestling fanatics as they begin to enter the arena… They stop in front of a giant poster….
Great Lakes Championship Wrestling is proud to announce the card for the next edition of Riptide from the Metro Centre in Rockford, Illinois…
MAIN EVENT
Great Lakes Tag Team Title Match
Champions: Kraven and Flatliner vs. Jean Rabesque and Golem
Non-Title Match
Michael Manson vs "Eradicator" Troy Martinez
If Martinez wins, he will get a shot at Manson's title at the next Riptide!
Television Title Match
Champion: The Jobber vs. "Simply Sensational" Sean Edmunds
Jarod Poe vs. Jon Savage
Maelstrom vs. "The Wolf" Chris McMillan
Gridlock vs. The Movement
The Masked Blazer vs. "The Future" Brett Irvine
"Showtime" Steven James vs. The Emerald Warrior
“That is when I caught up to them, and the first thing that smacked me in the face was their mien, I could almost picture what was going through their minds… Flatliner is the first to see me and like a rabid animal is about to pounce when Kraven cuts him off… I could not hear what he was telling him, but I was sure glad that it seemed to stop him… Kraven approaches me and shaking his head, begins to disparagingly speak to me”….)
KRAVEN: What the hell you want Rico!?
RS: Just wanted to ask you a few questions, and to see if you had any last comments before tonight’s match…
KRAVEN: What’s to say Rico!? Whatever the hell, me and the big man say is going to fall upon deaf ears… Jean and Golem are beyond words, one is leading the other to slaughter while the other just loves to hear himself talk… Well tonight it all comes to an end, Golem and Jean will realize tonight that they were DEAD wrong in their assumptions! They will painfully learn why WE ARE the best tag team collectively… Regardless of what Jean has said, he has many concerns, many doubts and he counts on Golem to counter balance him… Golem on the other hand, looks at this as an opportunity to get some sort of distorted payback against Nevada… Not the way to come into a match against us, so they take their own fate and place it at risk… Two lost individuals holding hands as they transverse through the darkness, with the assumption that together the can find their way… No such luck guys! This other assumption they have, about ring rust and fighting nobodies, wipe that one out also boys! And if by any chance you are still under the assumption that this will be your night, that this will be the night that the UA finally gets defeated… I hope you haven’t put too much expectation in that one, because it’s not going to happen… Tonight Golem and Jean Rabesque go home with nothing more than with wounded pride and hurt feelings…
RS: How’s JC doing these days!?
KRAVEN: How the hell should I know, ask him yourself, you work for him!
RS: I noticed that since that little bribing incident, he hasn’t been around, and I don’t work for him… I am an independent re… (Kraven cuts him off…)
KRAVEN: QUIT THE BS! It’s because of his stupid ass that piss heads like Jean and Golem think they have our number… Their anticipative mentality has written a check their asses won’t be able to cash… And Jean, while we’re on the subject tonig….
(Flatliner angrily grabs hold of the mike, he looks at the poster for several more moments and then at Rico and then at Kraven…)
FLATLINER: ENOUGH!!! Enough of this BS!!! I’m sick and tired of having to listen to you, (Points at Kraven) and that damn Jean Rabesque! You two want to ##### and whine about past accomplishments and degrade each other go ahead! Do it on your own time! Tonight is the time we prove once and for all why WE are the champions, and even if by some damn fluke, we happen to lose tonight, so damn be it! But that’s going to be very, very hard to accomplishment Golem! Let’s get one thing straight guys; I don’t care if you and Jean want to act like ##### tonight, if you didn’t come to fight, stay the hell out of the ring! You two can ##### slap each other all damn night, just stay the hell away from me; all this BS about belts is CRAP! All I’ve heard from you two has been nothing but crap, about THIS belt and THAT belt, I came to fight! I came to defend what’s MINE! These mind games give me a damn headache! I want Jean to know that yes we are Pandorians and damn proud about it! How and who we choose to befriend is none of your concerns! The who’s, the whys and how comes, are none of your damn business! But where there was air and opportunity, there is only opportunity left! No more talks, no more BSing thru a promo, nah Jean tonight is FIGHT night! I know that has Golem salivating like a mad dog, his blood is pulsating, the anticipation building with every moment as we await to hear the bell (Smirks maliciously) and THAT’S when all hell is going to break loose! At that precise moment, Golem, our wish will come true, you and I once again… (Pauses) Will once again get our chance, our chance to take opportunity and make the best of it! Let’s go Krave, time for you and Jean to shut your pie holes and back up all that crap you been spewing to the peons and piss heads! I’m more than ready, I’m sure Golem is more than ready, so I suggest you two #####, get ready because tonight HAS ARRIVED!
(“Without saying another word, he grabs his bag tosses the mike at me… He turns and heads towards the locker rooms, Kraven doesn’t say another word, and with a confused look follows behind Flatliner… As I watched them go behind the security doors, I thought my almost interview was over, when from the corner of my eye I happen to catch a glimpse of JC as he approaches with a mischievous grin, making sure the UA was gone”…)
JC: WOW!!! Is Flats pissed or what!? When will you people learn, he hates interviews, he hates reporters, he even hates promos… Kraven has an usual talent called gift of gab, much like Jean Rabesque, and Flats will have no part of that… They are the perfect combo Rico, and that being because, you have a thinker and a brute, now don’t get me wrong Rico, I hate when you and everyone else makes assumptions… Kraven has talent, he has skills and can go toe to toe with the best out there, but he likes to play these damn mind games… Flats on the other hand, believes that talk is cheap, and the way I see it Flats and Golem are going to turn this match tonight into a bloodbath, I see it in their eyes… Jean and Kraven seem to have issues to settle, while Flats and Golem came here tonight to fight… It’s going to be a very interesting match! That’s why I bought a ringside ticket! See you later, going to buy be a hot dog, drink a beer or two and enjoy the bloodbath!
(“He walks away laughing waving his ticket in a mocking gesture… Little did he know that I ALSO have a ringside ticket… Won’t he be surprise when he sees me… Well guess that’s it for tonight folks, Like Flatliner said, the talking and bsing is over, it’s time to back all that up with action… Good night and enjoy the show, and as always the pleasure is all yours”…)
(Fade to black…)
[updated:LAST EDITED ON Nov-19-02 AT 10:49 PM (EST)](We fade onto the UA, as they head into the Metro Centre in Rockford, Illinois… In the distance you can see the throng of wrestling fanatics as they begin to enter the arena… They stop in front of a giant poster….
Great Lakes Championship Wrestling is proud to announce the card for the next edition of Riptide from the Metro Centre in Rockford, Illinois…
MAIN EVENT
Great Lakes Tag Team Title Match
Champions: Kraven and Flatliner vs. Jean Rabesque and Golem
Non-Title Match
Michael Manson vs "Eradicator" Troy Martinez
If Martinez wins, he will get a shot at Manson's title at the next Riptide!
Television Title Match
Champion: The Jobber vs. "Simply Sensational" Sean Edmunds
Jarod Poe vs. Jon Savage
Maelstrom vs. "The Wolf" Chris McMillan
Gridlock vs. The Movement
The Masked Blazer vs. "The Future" Brett Irvine
"Showtime" Steven James vs. The Emerald Warrior
“That is when I caught up to them, and the first thing that smacked me in the face was their mien, I could almost picture what was going through their minds… Flatliner is the first to see me and like a rabid animal is about to pounce when Kraven cuts him off… I could not hear what he was telling him, but I was sure glad that it seemed to stop him… Kraven approaches me and shaking his head, begins to disparagingly speak to me”….)
KRAVEN: What the hell you want Rico!?
RS: Just wanted to ask you a few questions, and to see if you had any last comments before tonight’s match…
KRAVEN: What’s to say Rico!? Whatever the hell, me and the big man say is going to fall upon deaf ears… Jean and Golem are beyond words, one is leading the other to slaughter while the other just loves to hear himself talk… Well tonight it all comes to an end, Golem and Jean will realize tonight that they were DEAD wrong in their assumptions! They will painfully learn why WE ARE the best tag team collectively… Regardless of what Jean has said, he has many concerns, many doubts and he counts on Golem to counter balance him… Golem on the other hand, looks at this as an opportunity to get some sort of distorted payback against Nevada… Not the way to come into a match against us, so they take their own fate and place it at risk… Two lost individuals holding hands as they transverse through the darkness, with the assumption that together the can find their way… No such luck guys! This other assumption they have, about ring rust and fighting nobodies, wipe that one out also boys! And if by any chance you are still under the assumption that this will be your night, that this will be the night that the UA finally gets defeated… I hope you haven’t put too much expectation in that one, because it’s not going to happen… Tonight Golem and Jean Rabesque go home with nothing more than with wounded pride and hurt feelings…
RS: How’s JC doing these days!?
KRAVEN: How the hell should I know, ask him yourself, you work for him!
RS: I noticed that since that little bribing incident, he hasn’t been around, and I don’t work for him… I am an independent re… (Kraven cuts him off…)
KRAVEN: QUIT THE BS! It’s because of his stupid ass that piss heads like Jean and Golem think they have our number… Their anticipative mentality has written a check their asses won’t be able to cash… And Jean, while we’re on the subject tonig….
(Flatliner angrily grabs hold of the mike, he looks at the poster for several more moments and then at Rico and then at Kraven…)
FLATLINER: ENOUGH!!! Enough of this BS!!! I’m sick and tired of having to listen to you, (Points at Kraven) and that damn Jean Rabesque! You two want to ##### and whine about past accomplishments and degrade each other go ahead! Do it on your own time! Tonight is the time we prove once and for all why WE are the champions, and even if by some damn fluke, we happen to lose tonight, so damn be it! But that’s going to be very, very hard to accomplishment Golem! Let’s get one thing straight guys; I don’t care if you and Jean want to act like ##### tonight, if you didn’t come to fight, stay the hell out of the ring! You two can ##### slap each other all damn night, just stay the hell away from me; all this BS about belts is CRAP! All I’ve heard from you two has been nothing but crap, about THIS belt and THAT belt, I came to fight! I came to defend what’s MINE! These mind games give me a damn headache! I want Jean to know that yes we are Pandorians and damn proud about it! How and who we choose to befriend is none of your concerns! The who’s, the whys and how comes, are none of your damn business! But where there was air and opportunity, there is only opportunity left! No more talks, no more BSing thru a promo, nah Jean tonight is FIGHT night! I know that has Golem salivating like a mad dog, his blood is pulsating, the anticipation building with every moment as we await to hear the bell (Smirks maliciously) and THAT’S when all hell is going to break loose! At that precise moment, Golem, our wish will come true, you and I once again… (Pauses) Will once again get our chance, our chance to take opportunity and make the best of it! Let’s go Krave, time for you and Jean to shut your pie holes and back up all that crap you been spewing to the peons and piss heads! I’m more than ready, I’m sure Golem is more than ready, so I suggest you two #####, get ready because tonight HAS ARRIVED!
(“Without saying another word, he grabs his bag tosses the mike at me… He turns and heads towards the locker rooms, Kraven doesn’t say another word, and with a confused look follows behind Flatliner… As I watched them go behind the security doors, I thought my almost interview was over, when from the corner of my eye I happen to catch a glimpse of JC as he approaches with a mischievous grin, making sure the UA was gone”…)
JC: WOW!!! Is Flats pissed or what!? When will you people learn, he hates interviews, he hates reporters, he even hates promos… Kraven has an usual talent called gift of gab, much like Jean Rabesque, and Flats will have no part of that… They are the perfect combo Rico, and that being because, you have a thinker and a brute, now don’t get me wrong Rico, I hate when you and everyone else makes assumptions… Kraven has talent, he has skills and can go toe to toe with the best out there, but he likes to play these damn mind games… Flats on the other hand, believes that talk is cheap, and the way I see it Flats and Golem are going to turn this match tonight into a bloodbath, I see it in their eyes… Jean and Kraven seem to have issues to settle, while Flats and Golem came here tonight to fight… It’s going to be a very interesting match! That’s why I bought a ringside ticket! See you later, going to buy be a hot dog, drink a beer or two and enjoy the bloodbath!
(“He walks away laughing waving his ticket in a mocking gesture… Little did he know that I ALSO have a ringside ticket… Won’t he be surprise when he sees me… Well guess that’s it for tonight folks, Like Flatliner said, the talking and bsing is over, it’s time to back all that up with action… Good night and enjoy the show, and as always the pleasure is all yours”…)
(Fade to black…)