Maniac: Sorry buddy, the table's full.
Dealer: Actually Sir, there is still one seat available.
Maniac: Not for him there's not. If you value your job that is...
Kevin Armstrong: Shove it up your ass Maniac...you got no influence here, or anywhere for that matter.
*Kevin smirks as Maniac glares back at him.*
Maniac: Suit Yourself, chump. I don't discriminate on whose money I take, even though yours might be a little dirtier than others.
Kevin Armstrong: Spends the same as everyone else’s...Now shut the hell up and let’s play cards.
*Kevin takes his seat with a smirk and he exchanges a knowing smile with Maniac that is only caught by the Dealer. The scene skims over the game as the two of them play for many long hours. We notice that Maniac and Kevin are the main ones winning pots as the other players randomly stand up being out of chips. The chip stacks in front of Maniac and Kevin grow exponentially. After a while we pick up on certain signs and signals Kevin and Maniac are passing back and forth. We are not the only ones as the Dealer finally picks up on the cheating going on. He, however, says nothing as the Tips being passed to him grow substantially. After a little while, there is nobody left at the table besides Maniac and Kevin. They both exchange a small laugh and stand up to go cash in the MASSIVE piles of chips they accumulated. They are stopped by the head of security as they're trying to leave.*
Security: Sorry Gentlemen, we've been asked by some of the other players of the game to review the security tapes to make sure everything was on the up and up.
*Kevin and Maniac don't look worried as they exchange a glance to each other. They both Nod to each other. Kevin takes a small handful of $1000 chips and drops them at the security guards feet. Kevin then hams it up a little bit.*
Kevin Armstrong: Oops... It seems that all these chips have made me clumsy. I can't possibly carry them all, and I seem to have dropped a few. Oh well, I guess whoever finds them can keep them.
Maniac: That is quite the coincidence Kevin. I seem to have the same problem. Perhaps some of my chips will fall on the ground as well. I certainly hope that the casino doesn't make a HUGE mistake here and try to take the money we've RIGHTFULLY earned. That would be a shame to WHOEVER found these chips.
*The Security guard smiles politely and nods his head in understanding. He doesn't pick up the walkie-talkie, or make any kind of other call to the camera room.*
Security: It seems that the tapes check out...sorry to waste your time gentlemen.
*Kevin and Maniac leave, still laughing about the stunt that they pulled. The scene changes to in front of the Bellagio with the fountain dancing behind them. They both hold a beer and clang bottles together at a job well done.*
Kevin Armstrong: It's a well known saying that....”It doesn't matter if you win or lose, but how you play the game.”
*They share a glance between each other, and then burst out in loud laughter.*
Maniac: The sad thing about that is, only people who NEVER win at ANYTHING ever say it. Let's be honest here. The only thing in life that really and truly matters IS WINNING! Who cares if you have to cheat....
Kevin Armstrong: Hey Hey Hey! It's not cheating if you don't get caught...it's being creative!
Maniac: If you have to be 'Creative' then that's life. In that wrestling ring, if you can't deal with that, then you shouldn't even be there in the first place! But that’s kind of the point isn’t it? It’s what this whole issue is about. It’s all about the philosophy me and Kevin have got now. All about the issues certain parties seem to have with what I have been doing at Havoc, or as its better known, The Maniac Show!
Kevin Armstrong: Hey now Maniac, that’s close to copyright property.
Maniac: I’m not trying to claim I’m The Real Show. I’m not trying to make Senester change the name of the show when it’s released on DVD. Let’s look at the facts Kevin, I have been all over the place causing chaos where I see fit, and let’s not forget the most important one of them all, I am going to do exactly what I said I would do. I am going to put Logan Neilson, Draconis, and Fallen in their place like the b###hes they are, and walk out the NEW number one contender. And even you have to admit Kevin; the title would look damn great over my shoulder.
*Maniac takes the opportunity to tap his right shoulder with a smirk on his face and then glances at the camera.*
Maniac: Ever since this past Havoc, people have been coming up to me in the street. They’ve been bugging me, trying to get an answer to their petty little questions. ‘Maniac, why did you inject Eddie with that syringe?’ ‘Maniac, have your feelings towards women changed now that Hans took you to your limit?’ ‘Maniac, can I give you hot sweaty sex?’.”
*Maniac pauses and looks towards Kevin with a smirk.*
Maniac: Oh, sorry Kevin. That last one was a request from Vanessa. But I digress; let me take this chance to explain some things since all you slapnuts seem to be even more retarded than usual. Hans didn’t take me to my limit. He barely made me out of breath. All Hans did was bring his best and try to beat me. It wasn’t enough, so he resorted to winning by disqualification. As for Blood, Sweat, and Tears, I am going to obliterate my three ‘challengers’, the three men that are battling for the Number One Contendership. Congratulations fellas, because once again you’ve proven men are better than women, and so for that, if nothing else, I applaud you. It means that this match is actually going to be a wrestling match, and not some display of tit shaking and ass-whipping. But be under no illusion, just because you’re not females who shouldn’t be wrestling in the first place, doesn’t mean you have a chance in hell of winning. I don’t care what I have to do or whose career I have to end at the end of this match it will be ME walking away as the number one contender. Take a good long look at your future champion, and recognize that when I when it, that belt isn’t going anywhere, anytime soon. Now, finally onto Logan Neilson. I know he is coming into this match pissed. And rightfully so, after all, you were so close to winning the HWA World Title but like usual you couldn’t cut it and lost. Boo Hoo. Go cry a river, get your panties in a knot, and whine all you want because at Blood, Sweat, and Tears I am going to personally make sure that you aren’t able to walk away at all. Logan, it’s no secret that you and I don’t like each other and we have been going back and forth for awhile now but now we can settle it once and for all. When we step in that ring with those two redneck pieces of garbage I am going to show you and them why I am the ultimate competitor. I could stand here, lie to your face and say I’m sorry but why bother? I’m not sorry now, nor will I ever be. You don’t deserve that belt; you will NEVER deserve that belt. And it is my great privilege to be able to stand here and say I will have helped cost you the chance at it. But at the pay per view, it isn’t just about revenge for you; it’s about proving something for ME. Ever since you came here everyone has been creaming their boxers. ‘Oh my gawd! Logan Neilson is in the HWA!’ ‘Logan Neilson is in HWA!’ Well whoop de do, Logan I am going to show you just how much of a talentless hack you are! I am going to take great pleasure in hurting you Logan, I am going to enjoy eliminating you from this match so you can watch me win and become the number one contender. Now onto those two f*cks from the Sons of Anarchy Draconis and Fallen, you two have gotten on my nerves time and time again and now it’s time to shut you two clowns up for good. But the best bit about all this is, even before any of you step between those ropes at Blood, Sweat, and Tears, you know you’ve lost. None of you can beat me, and you know it. Bring you’re a game, bring a weapon, hell bring your best friends sisters cousin dog walker, it won’t change the ending, because at the pay per view, I am going to show all of you up, and put all of you down just like a bunch of bi*ches. I know your entering this match angry Draconis and Fallen. After all, you two have absolutely no chance of winning so what is the point of showing up? I mean, you guys beat DNA at Havoc by disqualification. What’s next guys? You going to lose to Deas? Or even worse, to a female? Face up to your own shortcomings Draconis and Fallen. No matter how good you WERE, no matter how good you HAVE BEEN, facing me at Blood, Sweat, and Tears is going to show that none of you are ANYTHING compared to me. You’re facing The Chosen One of the HWA, and the man who is going to beat the both of you AND Logan. So take a good look at the man standing before you, because by the end of our match you’ll be seeing me standing over you victorious. And there’s simply nothing any of you can do about that.
*Maniac smirks and then he and Kevin leave to go blow some of their newly won money as the scene fades to black.*
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