Post by Fallen One on Sept 29, 2008 13:42:52 GMT -5
Having recently defeated a prized REW acquisition in the boxing superstar aptly named Boxer, Trash's patience begins to wane.
It is not that he is not a patient man, quite the opposite, it was his patience that gave him the advantage he needed to defeat Boxer in a match that by all accounts he should have lost. A man who never sets foot in bars winning a bar brawl with an experienced boxer and street fighter? Not likely, but Trash's patience helped him then.
That patience now wears thin. Trash had finished an interview with The Disciple of the REW, Blake Worship and at that interview he wore a toy plastic belt to represent whatever belt Caius Turner decides to give to him as a symbol of his ultimate submission to the Sanity Assassin.
It was a day later and the belt still has not come. Worse yet, the commisioner has spent his time announcing the next Wrath early. A wrath in which Trash would have to participate in some idiotic, foolish scramble to find an outfit to appear before the queen of england? If you don't see the stupidity inherent in this, then perhaps your name starts with Caius and ends with Turner.
Yes, the same Caius Turner who had time to make this outrageous card, one that Trash has no desire to participate in...and yet has not had the time to award Trash with what he clearly earned...the new REW championship, whatever name Caius will give to it.
You see, it doesn't matter what name Caius gives the new title. It's Trash's and if you've paid attention to the Worship return, you'd know by now that Trash aims to make full use of his rights to the title to shape it in the way he wants it shaped. It could be called The White Unicorn Of Wonder title but by the time Trash is done with it, it will be really known as The Black Steed Of Terror title.
Just an example.
This, as well as the outrageous event frustrates Trash and the Sanity Assassin now heads to the ring to address these issues as well as to make an offer to someone that he feels could be in the same boat as him.
A monster named Dreamkiller.
Trash's theme music hits as he walks out to a round of boos from the crowd. He walks down the ramp, the plastic belt at his side and slides in, rougly grabbing the microphone from the ring announcer and begins speaking.
Trash : You see...
he begins,
Trash: It's been more than a day since I've left Boxer in a mix of his own blood and the foul alcohol that stained it on the floor of that disgusting establishment that Mr. Turner threw me in. Like I said I would do, I answered the challenge and not only did I survive this horrid environment that is against my nature, but I also thrived in it, taking out Boxer and taking the rights to this new title with me.
But my patience grows thin, Turner. You've made a challenge, I accepted and won. Now it's time for you to prove to everyone here that you're a man and not some little nobody who only screws around with the wrestlers here because he got this position for kissing a ton of ass. Its time for you to prove your worth and back up your words.
Now, you all might say to yourself, if I don't care for the title, then why would I care so much for Mr. Turner awarding it to me?
Trash pauses as the fans chant Mr. Turner's name.
"The answer is simple" he continues,
"It's not about me getting this title or the ceremony behind it. It's about me seeing eye to eye with the man who suspended me, thought he was better than me, thought he could bring me down, thought he could humble me...and didn't. It's about him admitting he was wrong and him being humbled before The Sanity Assasin when he has to walk out here, look me in the eye and admit that I'm better then everything he threw at me and give ME his little title so I can do with it as I like.
Mot certainly it will make him twist in anger, to revolt in disgust, but for me, for Trash, it will be pure bliss. So come on Caius Turner, get yourself together and bring me my reward. Take that title of yours and bring me the bliss of seeing you humbled!"
Trash walks around the ring thinking for a while before going on to his next though.
Trash : "But that's not all I've come here for. Turner alone is not enough to make me want to come out here and expend my energy. No, I have another reason. You see, when I saw Turner's little proposal for our next event, it came to me that perhaps I'm not the only one that should be a little revolted...a little pissed at having to perform in this stupid little act of his.
No, when I couldn't imagine myself putting on some stupid outfit and prancing around to some false king or queen, there are others that I couldn't see in the same light. Others such as the sick Demented, but also others like The Dark Lord himself, Dreamkiller.
Now that I think about it, Dreamkiller, you too have been brough to harm, attempted to be humbled by Caius Turner when he declared that your partner of choice cannot hold the titles that you won together. Outrageous. Next, Mr. Turner proposes that you find a new partner and I think I have a good solution...
Trash pauses as the fans boo at him and at Dreamkiller.
Trash: " ME! That's right Dreamkiller, think about it. Neither of us wants to be at that stupid event of Turner's, neither of us like the nonsense of this fed and yet at the same time, neither of us can be stopped! Just imagine it in your head, the two of us uniting as one. It would be a force that no one, and I repeat, NO ONE, will be able to topple.
They call me sick, but they call you sicker. Together we can bring a dark age to the REW in which, everybody else will fall at our feet.
Just imagine Dreamkiller...imagine and I believe your choice of tag team partner might get a whole lot...easier."
The crowd continues booing in anger, imagining in horror what a pairing of Trash and Dreamkiller could do to the REW. Trash stands in the ring, awaiting a response, either from Dreamkiller or from Caius Turner.
Or perhaps both.
TBC by Caius or Dreamkiller.
