Post by The Ace on Feb 7, 2010 15:59:13 GMT -5
*The scene opens with The Ace in his hotel room, cradling little Solitaire in his lap as father and daughter watch tapes of The Skyslayers in action...*
I'll admit you are good, but we are that much better...Steve doesn't want this to be a title match and I know that's only because he has bigger fish to fry in two weeks at Battle Grounds, last week we sent a message to not only Trent Helms but also the entire locker-room that when we want something, we damn well will take it...so we don't need your hand outs, we don't want this tag title match right now, because we each have our own agendas...Steve's is winning the World Championship, mine is to once again step up as judge, jury and executioner for The Corporate Empire...
*The Ace sighs*
So boys, in signing that contract, you have actually signed your own death warrants, you see as I said we'll take a title match when we want it, not when you decide to offer it...and right now we don't want it...such a wasted effort, wasn't it? All that to prove a point that was inherently pointless all along...we never did get a rematch for those titles so you are right that we deserve it, but we don't need your charity...and so far as ignoring everything you say, consider it to be poetic justice...you two piddly asses only wish you could dismiss my words, so we dismiss yours...however, I am glad that you relish competition, because that's exactly what we will bring this Sunday...
*The Ace kisses his daughter on the top of her head as she cradles her Winnie The Pooh bear...*
As far as being a pretender, I suppose in some ways I have to pretend to be something if only to see a smile light up my daughters face everytime I quack like a duck or oink like a pig, but for you two I don't need to be a great prentender of farm yard animals to take you both to the barn and whoop your piddly asses, and as far as Steve and I are concerned, I know he'll have my back at Collision and that is all that matters...much like the way you two chose to gloss over my reigns as both an Xtreme and a Tag Team Champion here in nCw, I don't care if you two are the best cruiserweights in the industry...Steve and I are two of the best heavyweights in nCw and much like the two of you, we don't need gold to prove it, we just like the feel of it around our waists...
*The Ace smirks*
I don't need to guarantee victory either to guarantee you one hell of a fight this Sunday boys, everybody knows I am a volatile human being and that I don't take losses well, but that doesn't mean I cry about it, quite the opposite infact, I make a point to hurt my next opponent even more, in an attempt to purge my own frustrations...if I were you two, I'd worry less about me being able to pick up the slack and more about you being able to pick yourselves up off the mat once this match is over...you want to compare me to a jackass I've beaten on so many occassions before and still not acknowledge my worth, that's fine...both of you will suffer soon enough for your ignorance...
*The Ace grins*
It's funny though, you guys want to say my boasts of glory are merely an overcompensation mechanism, and yet you criticise my jokes...as you can see Kathy is not here to deny your claims of my inadequacies right now though I'm sure she would...but I digress, you claim that our jokes about your names do not matter, yet you still went out of your way to make a point about it...what's in a team name after all? Both Steve and I have expressed our opinions on the issue...I said very little to you Falcon because I figured it would save me from having to listen to you, instead I decided to give your lackey the limelight to see if he could make anymore sense than you do...and apparently, he cannot...I've said it before and I'll say it again, one man's truth Falcon is another man's lie and this Sunday in my court, we will find out just whose truth prevails...
*The Ace smirks*
I look forward to seeing Talon as something more than your shadow this Sunday Falcon, I want to face him and show him that when one shadow is laid ontop of another all you really end up with is darkness...and Talon, by the end of our match, that is exactly where you will be - in utter darkness -for just like you, better men have claimed to destroy us and they too have failed...now one side will fail yet again...the question is which? One thing is certain though, there will no longer be any doubt in anyone's mind just how ready we are come Sunday...and as far as being just a replacement, it's not my fault that Trent so often has a history of being injured or just plain dropping the ball when it counts most...in fact by stepping up and taking Trent's place then, I proved the one thing you boys doubt I can ever do and that is to pick up the slack...
*The Ace laughs*
I am glad that you are so willing to be destroyed Talon, it makes my job a whole lot easier when there is little resistance...I don't need to tell you you're worthless in order to prove it at Collision...you say nobody cares, well I'm just careless, and you will see just how much soon enough...of course you cannot kill that which will not die, gee you don't have to be Mr Spock to see the obvious logic in that pointless statement that turned out to be about as intimidating as a lump of wood...speaking of which, let me assure you that mine is clean...
*The Ace winks at the camera*
You can threaten to break us, you can even make the same old jokes about STDs, because ultimately you're right, you never quite know what will happen in that ring....but we will not go down as easy as you'd like to believe...
*Suddenly there is a knock at the door*
Come in...it's open...
*Suddenly Layla appears and walks in...*
Layla: Oh I'm sorry, I thought Kathy would be here...I need to talk to her about something...
No, its just me and Soli...you can wait here if you want, she shouldn't be long...
Layla: Thanks Jake...
No problem...
*Layla sits on a chair opposite The Ace*
So how is Steve anyway? I hear Falcon and Talon have been saying he doesn't care about the team anymore...
Layla: Well he did attack Trent, his sole focus is that belt now, I think he'd even cross you for it...
Well if he does, he's more of an idiot than I thought...
*The Ace suddenly looks passed Layla to the corner where his trusty steel rake stood, waiting to punish those who dared betray him, the rake knew no friends and would spill the blood of Steve Awesome if it ever came to that...he focuses back at Layla...*
Steve wouldn't dare betray me...he knows better, for all of Falcon's talk, he knows very little about how The Smokin' Aces operate as a team, I saw his promo and I know his words weren't spoken out of malice towards me but the desire to be the next World Heavyweight Champion, I can respect that...
Layla: I hope you guys win, you guys could both use some momentum going into Battle Grounds...plus iy'd finally shut Falcon up about you not knowing whay you're doing and just plain underestimating Steve...
Yeah, I want to shut him up, but even if I do this week I still have to face him at Battle Grounds...and that just irritates me...but anyway I assume you wanted to talk to Kathy about Steve...
Layla: Yeah, I mean truthfully I'm envious of what you and Kathy have...I just wish Steve and I had the same...how do you do it Jake?
I'm just lucky I guess...but I can try and talk to Steve about it if you want...
*Layla's eyes light up*
Layla: Would you? I'd really appreciate it...
Of course, anything for you sweetie...
*Layla suddenly looks longingly at Solitaire*
Would you like to hold her?
*Layla nods eagerly*
There you go...look its Aunt Layla...
*The Ace passes Solitaire over as she smiles at Layla in a way that melts her heart...suddenly Kathy walks in...*
Kathy: Have you sssseen yourrrr carrrr Jake?
What's wrong with it?
Kathy: Looks like bird poop on the windshield, I told you you not leave it out infrrront hotel...
*Solitaire giggles at the word 'poop'*
Solitaire: Poop...poop...poop...
Crap...looks like Falcon was right, you never know what's coming out of the sky...
*The Ace quickly gets up and grabs his jacket and heads out the door to his beloved Porsche...*
Kathy: SSSSometime I think he love carrrr morrre than he love me....
Layla: At least you're not second fiddle to a belt he hasn't even got yet...
*The camera fades with the two women sighing as Solitaire just seemed content to be in Layla's lap, as if she was a natural mother...this made her yearn even more for a family of her own with Steve...*
I'll admit you are good, but we are that much better...Steve doesn't want this to be a title match and I know that's only because he has bigger fish to fry in two weeks at Battle Grounds, last week we sent a message to not only Trent Helms but also the entire locker-room that when we want something, we damn well will take it...so we don't need your hand outs, we don't want this tag title match right now, because we each have our own agendas...Steve's is winning the World Championship, mine is to once again step up as judge, jury and executioner for The Corporate Empire...
*The Ace sighs*
So boys, in signing that contract, you have actually signed your own death warrants, you see as I said we'll take a title match when we want it, not when you decide to offer it...and right now we don't want it...such a wasted effort, wasn't it? All that to prove a point that was inherently pointless all along...we never did get a rematch for those titles so you are right that we deserve it, but we don't need your charity...and so far as ignoring everything you say, consider it to be poetic justice...you two piddly asses only wish you could dismiss my words, so we dismiss yours...however, I am glad that you relish competition, because that's exactly what we will bring this Sunday...
*The Ace kisses his daughter on the top of her head as she cradles her Winnie The Pooh bear...*
As far as being a pretender, I suppose in some ways I have to pretend to be something if only to see a smile light up my daughters face everytime I quack like a duck or oink like a pig, but for you two I don't need to be a great prentender of farm yard animals to take you both to the barn and whoop your piddly asses, and as far as Steve and I are concerned, I know he'll have my back at Collision and that is all that matters...much like the way you two chose to gloss over my reigns as both an Xtreme and a Tag Team Champion here in nCw, I don't care if you two are the best cruiserweights in the industry...Steve and I are two of the best heavyweights in nCw and much like the two of you, we don't need gold to prove it, we just like the feel of it around our waists...
*The Ace smirks*
I don't need to guarantee victory either to guarantee you one hell of a fight this Sunday boys, everybody knows I am a volatile human being and that I don't take losses well, but that doesn't mean I cry about it, quite the opposite infact, I make a point to hurt my next opponent even more, in an attempt to purge my own frustrations...if I were you two, I'd worry less about me being able to pick up the slack and more about you being able to pick yourselves up off the mat once this match is over...you want to compare me to a jackass I've beaten on so many occassions before and still not acknowledge my worth, that's fine...both of you will suffer soon enough for your ignorance...
*The Ace grins*
It's funny though, you guys want to say my boasts of glory are merely an overcompensation mechanism, and yet you criticise my jokes...as you can see Kathy is not here to deny your claims of my inadequacies right now though I'm sure she would...but I digress, you claim that our jokes about your names do not matter, yet you still went out of your way to make a point about it...what's in a team name after all? Both Steve and I have expressed our opinions on the issue...I said very little to you Falcon because I figured it would save me from having to listen to you, instead I decided to give your lackey the limelight to see if he could make anymore sense than you do...and apparently, he cannot...I've said it before and I'll say it again, one man's truth Falcon is another man's lie and this Sunday in my court, we will find out just whose truth prevails...
*The Ace smirks*
I look forward to seeing Talon as something more than your shadow this Sunday Falcon, I want to face him and show him that when one shadow is laid ontop of another all you really end up with is darkness...and Talon, by the end of our match, that is exactly where you will be - in utter darkness -for just like you, better men have claimed to destroy us and they too have failed...now one side will fail yet again...the question is which? One thing is certain though, there will no longer be any doubt in anyone's mind just how ready we are come Sunday...and as far as being just a replacement, it's not my fault that Trent so often has a history of being injured or just plain dropping the ball when it counts most...in fact by stepping up and taking Trent's place then, I proved the one thing you boys doubt I can ever do and that is to pick up the slack...
*The Ace laughs*
I am glad that you are so willing to be destroyed Talon, it makes my job a whole lot easier when there is little resistance...I don't need to tell you you're worthless in order to prove it at Collision...you say nobody cares, well I'm just careless, and you will see just how much soon enough...of course you cannot kill that which will not die, gee you don't have to be Mr Spock to see the obvious logic in that pointless statement that turned out to be about as intimidating as a lump of wood...speaking of which, let me assure you that mine is clean...
*The Ace winks at the camera*
You can threaten to break us, you can even make the same old jokes about STDs, because ultimately you're right, you never quite know what will happen in that ring....but we will not go down as easy as you'd like to believe...
*Suddenly there is a knock at the door*
Come in...it's open...
*Suddenly Layla appears and walks in...*
Layla: Oh I'm sorry, I thought Kathy would be here...I need to talk to her about something...
No, its just me and Soli...you can wait here if you want, she shouldn't be long...
Layla: Thanks Jake...
No problem...
*Layla sits on a chair opposite The Ace*
So how is Steve anyway? I hear Falcon and Talon have been saying he doesn't care about the team anymore...
Layla: Well he did attack Trent, his sole focus is that belt now, I think he'd even cross you for it...
Well if he does, he's more of an idiot than I thought...
*The Ace suddenly looks passed Layla to the corner where his trusty steel rake stood, waiting to punish those who dared betray him, the rake knew no friends and would spill the blood of Steve Awesome if it ever came to that...he focuses back at Layla...*
Steve wouldn't dare betray me...he knows better, for all of Falcon's talk, he knows very little about how The Smokin' Aces operate as a team, I saw his promo and I know his words weren't spoken out of malice towards me but the desire to be the next World Heavyweight Champion, I can respect that...
Layla: I hope you guys win, you guys could both use some momentum going into Battle Grounds...plus iy'd finally shut Falcon up about you not knowing whay you're doing and just plain underestimating Steve...
Yeah, I want to shut him up, but even if I do this week I still have to face him at Battle Grounds...and that just irritates me...but anyway I assume you wanted to talk to Kathy about Steve...
Layla: Yeah, I mean truthfully I'm envious of what you and Kathy have...I just wish Steve and I had the same...how do you do it Jake?
I'm just lucky I guess...but I can try and talk to Steve about it if you want...
*Layla's eyes light up*
Layla: Would you? I'd really appreciate it...
Of course, anything for you sweetie...
*Layla suddenly looks longingly at Solitaire*
Would you like to hold her?
*Layla nods eagerly*
There you go...look its Aunt Layla...
*The Ace passes Solitaire over as she smiles at Layla in a way that melts her heart...suddenly Kathy walks in...*
Kathy: Have you sssseen yourrrr carrrr Jake?
What's wrong with it?
Kathy: Looks like bird poop on the windshield, I told you you not leave it out infrrront hotel...
*Solitaire giggles at the word 'poop'*
Solitaire: Poop...poop...poop...
Crap...looks like Falcon was right, you never know what's coming out of the sky...
*The Ace quickly gets up and grabs his jacket and heads out the door to his beloved Porsche...*
Kathy: SSSSometime I think he love carrrr morrre than he love me....
Layla: At least you're not second fiddle to a belt he hasn't even got yet...
*The camera fades with the two women sighing as Solitaire just seemed content to be in Layla's lap, as if she was a natural mother...this made her yearn even more for a family of her own with Steve...*