Post by bigci on Feb 21, 2007 15:30:15 GMT -6
:: We find ourselves in front of a large POW logo. Stood in the foreground of the shot is POW interviewer, Greg Kilgreen. He is holding a microphone and is looking into camera. He speaks.
Greg Kilgreen: Hello POW fans. Once again, I am Greg Kilgreen, and for the second time in as many days I find myself about to interview, POW superstar, “The Incomparable” Big Ci. However, unlike the interview I conducted yesterday with Big Ci, this time was specifically requested by him to air an opinion in regards to further comments made by Macros’ business manager, the man known, simply, as Riley. Ci…
:: Big Ci walks onto set.
Greg: Ci, how are you?
Big Ci: I’m good… well you know actually I’m not. In fact I’m not very well at all. But we’ll get to that in a minute.
Greg: Ci considering I only talked to you yesterday what more do you have to say?
Big Ci: Greg I spoke to you yesterday and we talked at length about a number of topics. We talked about Lance Erickson, we talked about Dave Hunter, we talked about Macros… and we also talked about Riley. Yesterday I spoke to you about everything that had been said during my absence.
Since my address both of my opponents have come back with rebuttals. Lance Erickson has addressed me with respect. I can assure him that Dave won’t be interfering on my part. The only thing that could cause Dave to come anywhere near the ring is to take out Riley but I have already told him not to. If Riley wants to stick his nose in I am happy to break it myself. I respect Lance and he can be sure that everything on my part will be fair. I will shake his hand at the end of the match come what may. Lance Erickson is as good as they come and I haven’t a word to say against him... I cannot say the same for Riley.
Riley doesn’t know when to quit. It’s bad enough that he insulted me and friends of mine but then, after I have voiced my distain and made it clear that it isn’t just me he insulted or upset, he carries on with it. He went to the POW ring and called me out after I had just said I was on my way to the gym. He is teetering so close to the edge.
I intended to head into this match as a competitor with his sights set on the Valor championship, or at least the opportunity to compete for it. However now I am personally involved in this situation.
Riley you want to tell me that I don’t like to hear the truth. I put it to you that the truth is without Macros’ you are nothing. You’re just some snivelling little weasel who hides behind his charge. Speaking of charges, I also heard that you think that it was me spreading rumours around about Lance Erickson. To be honest, it strikes me that spreading rumours about a guy is much more the style of a snivelling little weasel.
Allow me to make something, absolutely crystal clear. I don’t deal in rumours. I can’t abide the things. I deal in fact, understand. And the fact of the matter is that I have nothing to gain from slandering Erickson. I like the guy. Whereas you, Riley, have everything to gain. Because you’re not as stupid as most people think you are. You knew that one day your mouth was gonna get you in trouble. Unluckily for you, it came awfully quickly. You know for a fact that when it’s your man, in the ring with two other men under normal circumstances he can fare a lot better than most. But when he’s in the ring with two men whom you have pissed off he is sure to fare a little worse. But, of course, the way to get around this is to have the two men at each others throats. Unfortunately for you Riley, it won’t work. Both Lance and I have met your kind of “snake in the grass” before.
Riley, you want to spread rumours. Well let’s talk about rumours. The latest rumour doing the rounds is that you may interfere in the triangle match. Well maybe you don’t have to wait. Maybe you can get your couple of digs in early. You see, like I said, you called me out when you knew I wasn’t in the arena. But now I am in the arena. And I know that you are here as well. So as we’re talking about truth here tonight, how about you and I take a leaf out of Ron Killings book and “do the damn thing”… right now.
:: With this last comment Big Ci sets of walking as the camera follows him with Greg speaking as quickly as Ci walks.
Greg: Ci… Ci… are you sure that this is a good idea. Remember your leg injury
:: Big Ci stops dead in his tracks.
Big Ci: Thanks for the reminder. You know I could have gone out there, screwed up my leg and not been able to compete… but you know, no matter how hurt I could end up being, I would eventually heal. But if I sat idly by and let that big mouthed, arrogant S.O.B I would never recover.
:: Ci sets off walking again and arrives at the Gorilla position. He walks through the curtain and we realise there is a jam packed crowd in the Star Pavilion. Ci walks toward the ring and climbs in. He takes a microphone from ringside and speaks to the packed house.
Big CI: You know, for the past few minutes I have been talking to Greg Kilgreen in the back. We’ve been discussing the recent actions of Riley. So now Riley if you’re looking for a fight, then I’m the biggest fight you’re gonna find. So bring it on. Fetch your loudmouth, despicable carcass to this ring and we’ll see if this “slob” can catch you, you cocky piece of shit. Ci drops the microphone and begins to pace back and to, back and to. He is fuming with rage, the veins visibly pulsating inside his head, turning his face a red almost as intense as the tunics that Macros has become famous for. After almost 30 seconds of constant pacing, Ci stops in the middle of the ring and appears to calm. He leans down to pick up his microphone. He calms and then speaks. His voice is slightly hoarse.
Big Ci: (quietly) I didn’t think so. Macros… as of yet, you have been unstoppable. You have taken on all comers, me included, and you have defeated them all. And Riley has been happy to hitch a ride on the back of your chariot of glory. But what happens when, after going around and around constantly, the wheel of that chariot starts to come off. Do you think that Riley will help you stay up… or will he push you out to save himself? Like he said he has links with “some of the more main event quality stars” already. It’s not like he can’t find some other guy to exploit. And where will that leave you Macros? Do you think that a guy from ancient Rome can survive alone in this world? No… you’ll probably be sent away to some lunatic asylum… in between Hannibal Lector and Mr. Freeze. And do you think if that happens Riley will show compassion for his “Friend”? Will he stand up for you and take you home? No he won’t… will he? So you have a decision to make. Are you gonna carry on riding that rickety chariot with the extra baggage and hope that you can keep going? Or are you gonna do what your buddy’s would do… and feed him to the lions. Do you really think he’d have the guts to stay with you. He hasn’t even got the guts to come out here and face wounded old me.
(He pauses)
Oh yeah that reminds me. Riley… seeing as you won’t come and get me… I’ll have to come and find you…
:: He drops the microphone again and becomes angry again in an instant. He walks quickly to the ropes and flips backwards over the ropes, landing on his feet. He walks up the ramp and back through the curtain as the camera follows, this time without Greg Kilgreen. Ci walks through to the locker room area and searches for the right door. He finds the one that says “Macros” and he opens it. As he walks in we see nothing except for Macros’ bronze armour resting on a chair. Big Ci walks into the room and heads straight for the chair. He picks up the armour and looks at it as the camera comes round to show his face. He stares at the armour. He continues to stare as the camera fades.
:: Fade to black
:: end of promo
Greg Kilgreen: Hello POW fans. Once again, I am Greg Kilgreen, and for the second time in as many days I find myself about to interview, POW superstar, “The Incomparable” Big Ci. However, unlike the interview I conducted yesterday with Big Ci, this time was specifically requested by him to air an opinion in regards to further comments made by Macros’ business manager, the man known, simply, as Riley. Ci…
:: Big Ci walks onto set.
Greg: Ci, how are you?
Big Ci: I’m good… well you know actually I’m not. In fact I’m not very well at all. But we’ll get to that in a minute.
Greg: Ci considering I only talked to you yesterday what more do you have to say?
Big Ci: Greg I spoke to you yesterday and we talked at length about a number of topics. We talked about Lance Erickson, we talked about Dave Hunter, we talked about Macros… and we also talked about Riley. Yesterday I spoke to you about everything that had been said during my absence.
Since my address both of my opponents have come back with rebuttals. Lance Erickson has addressed me with respect. I can assure him that Dave won’t be interfering on my part. The only thing that could cause Dave to come anywhere near the ring is to take out Riley but I have already told him not to. If Riley wants to stick his nose in I am happy to break it myself. I respect Lance and he can be sure that everything on my part will be fair. I will shake his hand at the end of the match come what may. Lance Erickson is as good as they come and I haven’t a word to say against him... I cannot say the same for Riley.
Riley doesn’t know when to quit. It’s bad enough that he insulted me and friends of mine but then, after I have voiced my distain and made it clear that it isn’t just me he insulted or upset, he carries on with it. He went to the POW ring and called me out after I had just said I was on my way to the gym. He is teetering so close to the edge.
I intended to head into this match as a competitor with his sights set on the Valor championship, or at least the opportunity to compete for it. However now I am personally involved in this situation.
Riley you want to tell me that I don’t like to hear the truth. I put it to you that the truth is without Macros’ you are nothing. You’re just some snivelling little weasel who hides behind his charge. Speaking of charges, I also heard that you think that it was me spreading rumours around about Lance Erickson. To be honest, it strikes me that spreading rumours about a guy is much more the style of a snivelling little weasel.
Allow me to make something, absolutely crystal clear. I don’t deal in rumours. I can’t abide the things. I deal in fact, understand. And the fact of the matter is that I have nothing to gain from slandering Erickson. I like the guy. Whereas you, Riley, have everything to gain. Because you’re not as stupid as most people think you are. You knew that one day your mouth was gonna get you in trouble. Unluckily for you, it came awfully quickly. You know for a fact that when it’s your man, in the ring with two other men under normal circumstances he can fare a lot better than most. But when he’s in the ring with two men whom you have pissed off he is sure to fare a little worse. But, of course, the way to get around this is to have the two men at each others throats. Unfortunately for you Riley, it won’t work. Both Lance and I have met your kind of “snake in the grass” before.
Riley, you want to spread rumours. Well let’s talk about rumours. The latest rumour doing the rounds is that you may interfere in the triangle match. Well maybe you don’t have to wait. Maybe you can get your couple of digs in early. You see, like I said, you called me out when you knew I wasn’t in the arena. But now I am in the arena. And I know that you are here as well. So as we’re talking about truth here tonight, how about you and I take a leaf out of Ron Killings book and “do the damn thing”… right now.
:: With this last comment Big Ci sets of walking as the camera follows him with Greg speaking as quickly as Ci walks.
Greg: Ci… Ci… are you sure that this is a good idea. Remember your leg injury
:: Big Ci stops dead in his tracks.
Big Ci: Thanks for the reminder. You know I could have gone out there, screwed up my leg and not been able to compete… but you know, no matter how hurt I could end up being, I would eventually heal. But if I sat idly by and let that big mouthed, arrogant S.O.B I would never recover.
:: Ci sets off walking again and arrives at the Gorilla position. He walks through the curtain and we realise there is a jam packed crowd in the Star Pavilion. Ci walks toward the ring and climbs in. He takes a microphone from ringside and speaks to the packed house.
Big CI: You know, for the past few minutes I have been talking to Greg Kilgreen in the back. We’ve been discussing the recent actions of Riley. So now Riley if you’re looking for a fight, then I’m the biggest fight you’re gonna find. So bring it on. Fetch your loudmouth, despicable carcass to this ring and we’ll see if this “slob” can catch you, you cocky piece of shit. Ci drops the microphone and begins to pace back and to, back and to. He is fuming with rage, the veins visibly pulsating inside his head, turning his face a red almost as intense as the tunics that Macros has become famous for. After almost 30 seconds of constant pacing, Ci stops in the middle of the ring and appears to calm. He leans down to pick up his microphone. He calms and then speaks. His voice is slightly hoarse.
Big Ci: (quietly) I didn’t think so. Macros… as of yet, you have been unstoppable. You have taken on all comers, me included, and you have defeated them all. And Riley has been happy to hitch a ride on the back of your chariot of glory. But what happens when, after going around and around constantly, the wheel of that chariot starts to come off. Do you think that Riley will help you stay up… or will he push you out to save himself? Like he said he has links with “some of the more main event quality stars” already. It’s not like he can’t find some other guy to exploit. And where will that leave you Macros? Do you think that a guy from ancient Rome can survive alone in this world? No… you’ll probably be sent away to some lunatic asylum… in between Hannibal Lector and Mr. Freeze. And do you think if that happens Riley will show compassion for his “Friend”? Will he stand up for you and take you home? No he won’t… will he? So you have a decision to make. Are you gonna carry on riding that rickety chariot with the extra baggage and hope that you can keep going? Or are you gonna do what your buddy’s would do… and feed him to the lions. Do you really think he’d have the guts to stay with you. He hasn’t even got the guts to come out here and face wounded old me.
(He pauses)
Oh yeah that reminds me. Riley… seeing as you won’t come and get me… I’ll have to come and find you…
:: He drops the microphone again and becomes angry again in an instant. He walks quickly to the ropes and flips backwards over the ropes, landing on his feet. He walks up the ramp and back through the curtain as the camera follows, this time without Greg Kilgreen. Ci walks through to the locker room area and searches for the right door. He finds the one that says “Macros” and he opens it. As he walks in we see nothing except for Macros’ bronze armour resting on a chair. Big Ci walks into the room and heads straight for the chair. He picks up the armour and looks at it as the camera comes round to show his face. He stares at the armour. He continues to stare as the camera fades.
:: Fade to black
:: end of promo