10:57am – Off Camera
I've been waiting for this for a long damn time...
*Maniac sits on the couch in the living room of his New York home, staring at his computer monitor with a smile on his face. The HWA’s website adorns the screen, and he is looking once again at Out for Havoc's card, his smile widening as he sees his name listed against Butch Parker. It had been made official not too long ago, yet he can still hardly believe. He had planned from day one on making it a point to earn a shot at championship gold, yet even he had to admit that he had not thought it would come so soon. Now that it has, however, already his mind is focused on the next match, and the prize that awaits the victor. Paige comes around next to him, setting a steaming cup of coffee on the table beside him. Leaning in to kiss him warmly on the lips, she comes over to sit beside him. Sitting up, he places the laptop on the table, his smile not wavering as he places his hand on her leg. She chuckles, rolling her eyes slightly.*
Paige: You're awfully proud of yourself, aren't you?
Maniac: Well, yeah. Why shouldn't I be? I took care of Deas like I said I would and now when I take down Butch Parker I am sure to get a shot at some HWA gold. Yeah, I'd say I'm pretty damn proud of myself.
*He stands, reaching down to grab his coffee cup and taking a sip before walking into the kitchen. Paige's smile fades slightly as she watches him.*
Paige: So facing Butch Parker doesn't bother you at all?
*He stops in his tracks, immediately catching her meaning. He turns to, a somewhat somber look on his face.*
Maniac: Dammit, Paige. How many times are we going to have to go through this? I'm fine! I've taken some pretty heavy lumps, and I'm still fine. No, facing Butch Parker doesn't bother me. I've beaten odds like that before.
Paige: Before you were hurt.
*He starts to speak, but stops himself. Sighing deeply, he walks through the kitchen to the hallway, opening the door to the basement and disappearing inside, closing the door gently behind him, leaving Paige sighing and shaking her head on the couch...*
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011
1:53pm
*The scene fades in on a familiar setting. The candles are lit along the altar in the center of the room, the reflection of their flames dancing gracefully along the pale walls. Maniac stands, robed and hooded, in the center of the room, his face cast in shadow as he chuckles.*
Hello, my friends. Welcome to my humble abode once again. After my last...let's call it a broadcast, I know you all have been waiting anxiously to see me, to see the violence that I will bring next, and to hear what I have to say. Well, just as I promised, that time has now come.
*He takes a step toward the camera and out of the shadows. He lowers his hood slowly, his ghostly white face almost glowing in the orange haze of the candlelight, smiling through the painted countenance of a skull.*
You know, I have to say that I didn't think I would find myself in this position so quickly. After my last stint in HWA, I spent a year lying on my back, listening to doctor's tell me I'd never be able to wrestle again. Then I spent nearly two years trying to regain my physical conditioning. Learning to walk again, going on my first run, weight training to rebuild the severely underused muscles literally all over my body. Finally, I was offered another contract here in the HWA, and I jumped all over it, much to my doctors' disgust. However, I'm very happy to say that after what I'd call a pretty good test run in my first few matches, everything is in order, and the Human Horror Reel is back for good. Now, after only a few matches here in the HWA, I've been given the chance at glory which I've craved so desperately. I've been given the opportunity to get my career back on track. Now I'm not going to sit here and get all mushy with anyone. I think all of you know by now that that's not my style. Suffice it to say, though, that I'm extremely grateful to be given this opportunity, especially so soon after my return to the ring, and I can guarantee that no one will be disappointed. Just as I've done over the course of the last few weeks, I will come down to the ring and I will bring the very essence of my being to bear, and I will push myself to my very limits to attain a shot at some HWA gold. In order to get there, though, there is one person standing in my way. Oh, how I pity him.
*He pauses, crossing his arms as he begins to pace the floor, his footsteps echoing softly through empty room.*
For this, the HWA’s upcoming Havoc, one of its most promising roster member will step into the ring, tearing into each other in what will no doubt be a glorious clusterfuk for the ages, each of us with a single goal in common, the HWA World Heavyweight Championship. Without a doubt, the victor of this battle will set the bar for others who will eventually follow in our footsteps. Let's be honest here, Butch. This match is about much more than just a simple piece of leather adorned with gold plating. This match sets the tone for the company as a whole moving forward. Who will rise from the shadows to claim this prize? Which of us will dare to stand away from the rest, letting the spotlight shine on themselves? Who will go on to adorn the mantle of champion, and the rather large target which always accompanies such a moniker?
*A slight smile crosses his face as he chuckles quietly.*
Who indeed? Well, let's just take a look at the competition, shall we? Butch Parker is a man of a certain age, to put it gently. However, Butch, like me is a warrior who knows what it takes to get the win. I have to say, Butch that I find it rather refreshing. For that, you have my thanks. However, let's go just a little deeper, shall we? You see, like me, Butch Parker has enjoyed a rather impressive undefeated streak in your tenure here until recently. Unfortunately, one of us is going to be losing at Havoc and it sure as hell won’t be me...
*He pauses, ending his pacing as he turns to fully face the camera.*
You call yourself a survivalist. I can accept that, and respect it. Much like myself, you have no qualms about doing whatever is necessary to pull out a victory. But all that changes at Havoc, when we step into that ring I am going to show you that I haven’t lost a step since I took the HWA World Title from you. I know you feel the same don’t you? You think that you are going to get in that ring and just dominate and win, well you better think again Parker because as hungry as you are for HWA gold I am a thousand times hungrier. You have had an impressive time in the spotlight Butch, you have been the eye of attention for quite some time but I am here to tell you that after Havoc all that is going to end. All of this comes to an end in just over a few days at Havoc. On that night, you will stand in the presence of a god, my friend, and maybe...just maybe...you will still be able to muster the courage to prevent yourself from running away. I can't wait to see what happens when the realization dawns on you as to what you're facing, and your vaunted survival instincts kick in. Oh, it will be fun to watch you squirm.
*He stops, letting his words linger for just a moment before beginning to pace the floor once again.*
I know what you are thinking Butch; you are thinking how can I be so confident? How can I be so sure that I am going to win at Havoc? Well I will tell you how, because I am an unstoppable force that will destroy any and all obstacles that stand in my way. You're not showing the world that you are who you are and that you accept it. If that was the case, I could greatly respect that. You see Butch, I am a monster, I am here to hurt people and win gold and I don’t give a damn who knows it because there isn’t ANYONE that is going to deny me of what I want. Can you be as honest as I am Butch? Since getting my memory back I have been set free from what I was a prisoner of my whole life, my reputation. See I was the lovable hero, the one that the fans could cheer for and admire. I was the one who would sacrifice himself for the entertainment of everyone and for what? Just to wow a bunch of idiots who will never amount to anything? Fuk that, I am not that person anymore. I have found something so much better, something that I am willing to sacrifice for, something that I will KILL for. I have found something that has given me the drive that will help me destroy you Butch and get me one step closer to the HWA World Title, I have finally found GOD!!!!
*With that, Maniac stands slowly, giving one last smile to the camera before turning and walking away. He disappears into the shadows, his footsteps echoing quietly in the darkness as the scene fades to black.*
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