Post by PANTHRO on Feb 9, 2014 11:59:46 GMT -6
“Work. That’s All I Can Do”
Prologue: No.
I COME BACK!!!
I’ve been quiet for two weeks, two LONG weeks contemplating everything, lettin’ that wound bubble for this upcoming match because The Big L is looking to make a statement with Wulf Erikssen. That statement being that one by one, every little piece of the Gods and Monsters will CRUMBLE!!! TROUBLE will not allow these dark days to come about and cast it’s black shadows over the heads of the THOUSANDS and MILLIONS of fans who come to see a show everytime we come to San Diego!!! No, The Big L will NOT accept what’s to come, and The Big L will not let Wulf down in this tag team match.
DESTROY ALL HUMANS, Ryuji Kamigawa and his new friend Emi Watanabe...Ryuji...you want to fight, I don’t even have to question that because you got this look in your eyes like I’m the last goddamn Twinkie in the snack aisle at your grocery store. You wanna know something, you wanna fight, you wanna get down and dirt, FINE. The Big L is in NO MOOD to deal with your bullshit, The Big L is in NO LONGER has the patience to deal with nonsense dealing with YOU, MAGNUS, and everyone else apart of your little FLOCK. NO MORE!!!
See when you look at me right now Ryuji, this ain’t some little test of your strength against mine, no...this is going to be a FIGHT!!! The Big L is taking the gloves off and he’s going to be throwin’ HAYMAKERS at YOU and your friend!!! So I want to be very clear, make sure you got your ears opened: DESTROY ALL HUMANS are going to get the ASS WHOOPING OF A LIFE TIME!!!! I don’t care what you call yourselves, I don’t care who you bring, I don’t give a damn WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE, TROUBLE will look you in the eye, and bring down the hammer of God so damn fast you’d think lightning would have struck you!!!
There no more games when it comes to this situation, there are no more times to second guess ourselves, the time to fight is now. And it starts here, looking at you two, and sending you back to Gunner in bodybags. THEN we make our way up the ladder of pawns you got set up in your little group, and go from there. The Big L’s ready to end this stupid little declaration of war passed down by you bastards.
Time Is Up For You All.
TEXT SUBJECT: “GIMME A CALL!”
FROM: “THE BIG BAD WULF” Wulf Erikssen.
"Steve, It’s Wulf, give me a call. You’ve been AWOL since Japan and me and STACE here are startin’ to think you’re hidin’ in a hole. WELL Stacey says that there isn’t a hole big enough for you to fit in. Of course there’s a sex joke in there, but I’ll let you catch it. Just...call...I know...you aren’t in a right state of mind from two weeks back and I--we’re friends...just...let me know when you’re ready and we’ll start planning our strategy of ass-kicking against DESTROY ALL HUMANS (which is a terrible name). Don’t worry, Wulf’s got your back L."
Victoria: So I was thinking maybe we could live in San Diego. I know how you’ve felt about us taking a nice approach with our relationship, and I thought that we could be close. I mean I love visiting you, but jet lag is a real hassle love. Love? Stephen…?
I sat there on my couch, dazed out of my mind. My right hand rubbed at my forehead as my thoughts about Japan began to fester deep inside of me. My two weeks I was inside of a gym almost every morning, disappearing from dawn to lunch time. I had isolated myself from everyone except for Victoria. She insisted I stay at her home, she wanted to make me feel better. The sex was god tier, the romantic nights out were breathtaking. Every moment I was with her I felt a little bit of me come back. BUt it all came pouring back, right when I thought I had brushed it off, it kept sticking to me. Victoria walked over towards me, waving her arms in front of my face.
She shook my leg, then when that didn’t snap me out of it, she pulled herself into my lap, straddling me and kissing me on the lips. I blinked a few times before kissing her back. She smiled and looked me over, stroking me from the top of my head to my cheek.
Steve Lenton: Sorry, just thinking about...stuff.
Victoria: The kind of stuff you tell your girlfriend?
Steve Lenton: I’m just a little out of it, y’know with my job about to go down the shitter and all now that I’m going to have to listen to Gunner’s stupid ass rant and rave with the “I told you so” and other bullshit.
Victoria: Oh sweetie, it was a valiant effort in your part…
Steve Lenton: But saying that to everybody who rooted for me is an entirely different beast than when me and Wulf did it with The Turks. That belt, the influence you have when you hold it?
I sigh and look around, shaking my head.
Victoria leans down, and pecks on upper-lip.
Victoria: You’re a big ball of gloom and doom right now aren’t you?
Steve Lenton: I’ve got to do something--everyone has to do something to make sure EXODUS doesn’t fall. I love that place, it means the world to me, it’s a part of my heart, just like you, just like Wulf...Jon...Jaime...STACEY...and if anyone of them were to leave...just like if you were to leave, I just can’t...function.
Victoria: Alright, then here’s what you do, you kick the living piss out of Gods and Monsters. They come back for more? Give it to them. Simple.
Steve Lenton: Just like that huh?
Victoria: Well...
She climbed off of me, and sat next to me, leaning against my chest and staring off, forming her words in her head as she gets comfortable.
Steve Lenton: But--
Victoria: You always preach about looking at the positive side of bad situations. You've told me countless amounts of time that you wouldn't let small things stand in the way of your objectives. This is a roadblock and you're going to get pass it...I believe in you, just like everyone else. You and Wulf are going to win this match and I'm going to be there to cheer you on. You have what it takes to turn this around, I know you do...
I stare at her and then kiss her on the top of her head. She cuddles against me and rub my chest gently.
Victoria: Well, I'm a little tuckered out from all of the after workout sex sessions you like to initiate; I thought talking for once would suffice. Did it serve it's purpose?
Steve Lenton: Hm.
I kiss her lips and then bring her back into my lap. She gives a small squeal and giggles as she looks at me.
Steve Lenton: Nope.
Victoria: Wait, hold--*giggles* on, please.
I kiss her neck and she laughs holding me close.
And it was thanks to her. She was going through her own bullshit so I think she was coming from a common place. When people have those around them who they can trust...they feel stronger. I felt stronger around my friends, and I felt unbeatable when I was with Victoria. She was wise for someone her age, and she can flex that wisdom from time to time. And so for my thanks...she had me...for the rest of the day. Which reminds me...
I've Got to Text Wulf...
REPLY to: "GIMME A CALL" From brownskinassassin":
"
Hey Wulf, sorry for not getting in touch with you for two weeks. These last couple of days I've been in this mode where I have to be ready for everything and anything that comes our way. Looking at how EXODUS is now we're going to need to be ready for anything that's coming. Because if we don't stop what's coming, who the fuck knows what's going to happen to this place. We gotta do something, we have to fight, and we have GOT to send these fuckers back to HELL. I know you got my back and I know we're going to have to work our asses off in order to get this W. Wulf...it's war...and we're at the front. Bring you helmet.
"
REPLY From "THE BIG BAD WULF":
Give'em TROUBLE...? That's my bread and butter...
Grasping onto the Tag Team Championship, I paced the floor, left and right I went, almost in a brooding trance. My body was tense, my eyes were lit with rage, and my breathing was faster than usual. All these signs could tell you that The Big L wasn’t happy that Gunner had the belt. The Big L also wasn’t happy with the fact that he did all of that work and at the end of it all we had a clown as the champ. The Big L thought about everything he had to do to make this right, and OH was there a VERY long to-do list put up inside of his head on what he wanted to do. The Big L wanted to tear the world apart at the moment, and it felt as if I could at any given moment.
Steve Lenton: The Big L...has been pacing this floor for half an hour and he’s been thinking...thinking about VERY messed up ways he wants to hurt Gods and Monsters. For months, we have seen them, for months we have heard their rants, for months they have done everything...in their power to destroy everything in their path so they can claim EXODUS as their own. The Big L sits there at his home, thinking about Japan, how all of this could have been avoided if he had come in a few seconds earlier and broken up that pin!
I stop, shaking my head and continue to pace back and forth in front of a blue ocean and under the hot Cali sun.
That snake oil Gunner's been feeding you...which is a lot...because GODDAMN you motherfuckers are HUGE....is all lies. Zack Lifer, a person he considered a friend, he turned away. Zack Lifer, a good head on his shoulders came to YOU ALL, hoping that he could be apart of "change" but all he saw was overgrown bullies wanting to take over this giant sandbox. Well relay this back to Captain L'Oreal, there is NO WAY...and The Big L MEANS...NO WAY...will we fall.
Gods and Monsters think they got all the cards, but we got that one hand that can beat it...and it's called a FIST!!! And when that fist comes flying Watanabe, when it comes Ryuji Kamigawa, then and only then will you see that your little group ain't got enough guns to take on me and WULF!!! Ryuji I'll give you credit however, you're a walking, breathing, MAMMOTH of a human being and you've made it known in matches where you've crushed MANY in your path. You come back, you continue where you left off, and now? You get to do it against someone who doesn't have their back TURNED. That's right, you say you wanna fight? The Big L knows you want to, he saw that smile, and saw your mini-egg roll pokin' through those pants. You want it, COME...GET IT!!!! Because The Big L isn't afraid to go toe to toe with Gods and Monsters' hired gun!! NO, NO, NO my giant D-cup friend, don't get it twisted.
The Big L recognizes your strength, your ferocity, and your vicious nature; But The Big L doesn't consider you a man. He will consider Emi Watanabe one though, because DAMN GIRL!!!! Look at her Ryuji, you wanted to find someone just like you? WELL you found the right candidate seeing as you both got hairy in places people don't wanna see. I bet she shaves with a sharp rock she's so damn rough around the edges. And she might be rough, she might be hard hittin', and she might look intimidatin', but big mama, hear me out...you chose the WRONG day to tag team with someone I really HATE. You picked the wrong situation, because The Big L is READY TO TEAR SOMEONE'S HEAD OFF!!!!
That Gods and Monsters T-shirt you wear is a big red target and I'm the missle aimed at you!! I'm locked, cocked, and ready to EXPLODE and no member of your group is going to be left standing. So we're going to take away two of the eight legs you got. We're going to take Ryuji and Emi and we're going to send them back to you BROKEN Gunner!! That's right TROUBLE, the Tag Team Champs of the WORLD, WILL NOT FALL SUNDAY NIGHT!!!! So you wanna make a statement?! Wanna prove that you got what it takes to hang with the champs?! You wanna show these people that you belong?! BEAT US!!!!
I step forward, putting my index finger up, my eyes still with a fire in them.
I toss the belt over my shoulder and march off. The camera stays in place and the scene begins to fade away.
Fade. Static. End.