Post by Fallen One on Sept 19, 2008 21:42:27 GMT -5
The fans of the REW arena are greeted with Trash's entrance music, now something they associate with in a negative light. As soon as the music starts, they begin to boo, showing to all the world how hollow they truly are. Just sheep, nothing more.
Trash, the man that tasted victory on Wrath walks down to the ring holding a microphone with a look of business on his face.
You see, that is because he realizes that Caius Turner tried to play him. He tried to use him in the way that would benefit Mr. Turner and the REW on the whole, but what he has gotten was not what he looked for. Mr. Turner wanted to see Trash rub off some of his expertise on his prized acquisition Boxer, to make him look good.
Instead, Trash simply refused to show up and on the next show, almost took Boxer out for good.
Next, Caius Turner put Trash into a tag team match, the type of match that Trash despises, hoping that he would be taught a lesson. Once again, Mr. Turner bet on the wrong color. Not only did Trash's lesson not come, but rather, Trash had succeeded in defeating his opponent, but not only that, Trash had also succeeded in perhaps costing his opponent some ring time in the future.
With this in mind, Trash hops into the ring and awaits the crowd to be quiet because frankly, they don't even know what they are cheering or booing for.
He raises the microphone to his lips and speaks in a calm and even tone.
Trash : "Mr. Turner. You and I, we've been playing a game. It's been fun, I must admit to that. You've had some good moves, "punishing" me by leaving me off a card and "punishing" me by putting me in some stupid tag team match this week. But you see, Mr. Turner, I responded in kind.
When you decided not to book me, I was fine with that, I didn't care. In fact, it gave me a fun opportunity to get acquainted with your buddy Boxer. Now, boy was that fun. I am sure Boxer still remembers that...in between his nightmares!
Next up, you decide to throw me into a ridiculous tag team match, putting me with some mindless drone of a partner and expecting me to raise my hands in defeat and concede to your move in this little game. Didn't happen. You thought it was a check, but I made it a checkmate. It wasn't a tag team match, and even if Johnny Corrigan was around, he didnt get the time to make his appearance because I showed to Tahti Kuu exactly why it's not a good idea to step into the ring with me when someone else is trying to be smart.
That's why she's hurting now...that's why Boxer is still not the same man he was the day he walked in here..."
The fans boo Trash and drown out his microphone. He composes himself and waits for them to stop.
"You know, all of you fans...its your fault too. You're mindless, complete idiots but little do you know, people like Boxer and Kuu, they listen to you and thats why they get in the trouble that they're in right now. As for Mr. Turner, you are smart enough to see the pattern now. You can follow the trail of all those hurt by the game you've decided to play with me and you can tell, althought you'd rather not, that eventually, one day, the line will come to you and you might be the one to get hurt."
Trash pauses again, allowing what he said to soak in.
He goes to leave the ring, but has one last thing to say.
Trash : "So, Mr. Turner. We've both made our moves and we can see where this is heading. Now, it's your turn again, so what's that turn going to be? I guess, we'll all see it next Wrath and I hope you aren't self destructive enough to repeat any of your moves so far in our little game..."
Trash smiles, still with that subdued intelligent smirk as he rolls out of the ring, tossing the microphone aside and makes his way backstage.
