Post by ethancage on Feb 28, 2013 16:02:05 GMT -5
The camera comes in on Ash Soulsfate sitting in the waiting room of the hospital, but the camera isn't allowed into the hospital so the camera is seeing Ash from the outside. At his side is Poe who is propped up on her seat and resting her head on Ash's shoulder, she is covered in an oversized coat, most likely Ash's. The time is 1 am on the camera, and the time rolls by, we see 2 am, 3:15, 5: 46 am and the door is opened and a doctor opens the door and is holding a chart, the more the doctor talks, the more Ash's face becomes concerned. Poe rests her face on Ash's shoulder, knowing Ash is concerned for his friend Trey. The doctor leads Ash and Poe into the hallway.
A half hour later...
Ash walks to the doctor, the cameraman has snuck in using a small camera.
Ash: Any, do you hear me, anything you can do, I want you to do it. There is no expense too great.
Doctor: Sir, I don't think you understand he was pinned under a car.
Ash: I don't think you understand, I don't give a shit if an Acme anvil fell on his head, you will bring him to full recovery.
Doctor: He's in bad shape.
Ash: He's a champion and he'll get up....just don't be in his fuckin' way when he does.
Doctor: What is he, like family?
Ash turns back around.
Ash: Yeah....he's my brother.
Ash continues to walk and an orderly passes by Ash, and Ash grabs the orderly by the back of the neck and throws him into a dirty tray of surgery instruments.Poe comes into frame from the nurse's station where she was getting Trey's release date or any information.
Poe: Come on baby.
Poe touches Ash's face.
Ash: Anything, doctor....or I come back for you.
Ash shoves the exit door open and Poe has to scurry to miss it returning and hitting her.
The camera fades out to...
-Press Start-
The camera comes in on Ash Soulsfate and Poe Livingston standing on the balcony of their hotel room in Little Rock Arkansas, Ash is in a t-shirt and jeans, still wet from the shower he just took. Poe's soft hands on the rail, the lavish life she's always wanted, and the life Ash always thought he deserved, now in fruition. And a man...fuck that, a boy like Drake Hunter expects to take it from me, because he was lucky enough to be the last man standing. Because he for once in his life had motivation, something driving him, well congrat-u-fuckin-lations, because Ash lives in that world of motivation. Ash has been looking for a place like the MPW his entire life, his best friend in the company is a former World Champion with the same mentality. Ash doesn't have the friends that Drake has, because he trusts no one but one man, and even then, they share the same bond, winning and championships. Ash looks out at the night sky and thinks of the mountains he's had to climb to get here, to have his girl at his side and sitting atop of the world. A prize of which beating the boss and yet beating him again to retain the title. A lot of men and women have stepped up their game, since Ash has won the title, and great, because that will make beating the competition that much more grand. Ash feels the cold of the ground under his bare feet but it almost doesn't matter as the feeling of accomplishment runs through his body. A match against the man who wants Ash's title and his little girlfriend is on the card. Poe looks out concerned, as if something is on her mind.
Ash: What is it?
Poe: I think you know.
Ash: Bliss?
Poe: Bliss.
Ash: You really think I'd act on this?
Poe: I don't know, I'm not insecure, hell I think she's hot too.
Ash: Well, then we're even.
Poe playfully punches him.
Ash: Bliss goes for losers, Jackson Blaze, Drake Hunter , the nacho stand guy.
Poe: Yeah but you respect her.
Ash: I do. I think she's got skills, I've never said different. Is she as good as me, hell no. Is she as good as you ever were, absolutely not. I am the World Champion, and what Drake has done is brought his girlfriend into our fight, I didn't. I could care less, in that ring, however I feel about Bliss will never matter. You're my girl, I think you're sexier-
Kiss.
Ash: I think you're greater.
Kiss.
Ash: And I know you can kick her ass.
Poe: Damn right. I would like to see her with us sometime.
Ash laughs.
Ash: Don't do that to me, I'd have a heart attack for stimulation overload.
Poe: I'm not worried about her stealing you from me, that's not what this is about. I know Bliss will one day want that title, and I want your head in the game. Hell, if I worried about who you'd sleep with, I'd never get sleep.
Ash laughs.
Ash: What am I, a man whore?
Poe raises a brow.
Ash: Damn.
Poe: Drake Hunter thinks he's the luckiest man alive, but look at him, he's collecting pawns, the tag team champions in his back pocket, the Sin City Champion is his girlfriend, and he has his eyes on the World title.
Ash: Which makes him a hanger on, he can surround himself with whoever the fuck he wants, because one day they are going to see the man that's "leading" them, isn't holding a title of his own. I want a match against Tristan Slater, Rage and the kudegra Trey Hunter, and that's what I look forward to. Drake Hunter is the pawn, and he's going to be on the grandest stage of them all with someone who exceeds in greatness, someone who is going to beat the living shit out of him. I don't doubt his motivation, I can just care less.
There is a knock on the door, Poe smiles and rushes to the door and opens it.
Poe: You're not room service.
Bobby: No, sorry to interupt, but the champ is being requested.
Poe: By who?
Bobby: Criss Angel, I ran into him downstairs, he's staying in the same hotel. I told him you guys were fans-
Ash: You lied.
Bobby: I just figured it'd get your mind off Trey and your match match for a little bit. What do you say?
Ash: I say I was having a moment with my girl before you interrupted.
Bobby: Open bar.
Ash: On the other hand, who am I to turn down such a greeting?
Poe: I though that might change your mind.
Bobby: Okay well, be downstairs in ten, my limo driver will be waiting.
Ash: Fine.
Bobby closes the door leaving the room. Poe turns around and takes to Ash.
Poe: So Indiana Baxter huh?
Ash: If I didn't see it with my own eyes I would've never believed it myself.
Poe: Almost as unbelievable as Emi and Cami beating Aaron Cruz and Brandon Nytrus.
Ash: I can't believe those so called monsters were taken out like that, but good, because this isn't the same MPW of the days when they were seen as beasts. They got beat by two girls that both of their weights together still don't make one Nytrus, yet there they were with their hands raised. I've come a long way from having to deal with a Nytrus, thank god that shit is over.
Poe: Was interesting to see that Gabriel guy make TJ Pain tap out.
Ash: Another fucker who saw himself on my level, saying that I never deserved a title shot and he's tapping out to new contracts, fuck that guy.
Poe: Well it's going to be hard to ever have that match with Tristan Slater, the AOA slaughtered him last week.
Ash: Yeah, Drake talked about how he will dominate, yet he needed the tag team champions to beat Tristan Slater, he says one thing and yet another thing happens. What's happened Poe?
Poe: What do you mean?
Ash: It's like over night, somehow I've become the good guy, and yet I'm the same guy that doesn't give a shit if I hear a boo or a cheer, all I care about in that ring is winning.
Poe: It's classic, it's not you, it's that crowd choosing to back you, because you were just too good at what you do. You spit in their faces, and they love you for it.
Ash: For Drake to be "the bad guy", he's just a watered down shmuck, even Johnny Clash was a better antagonizer than him.
Poe: Multiple segments of the same thing over and over, yeah, it's getting old. I feel like I'm watching the same Battle Ground every week. He's got this little chihuahua attitude, bark like crazy and piss himself once you step towards him.
Ash: I tell ya, feeling the impact of his body hitting the ground last week, felt so good to shut him up. And that's when I turned around to see Trey under a fuckin' car.
Poe: It wasn't your fault, it's Drake's...
A glare passes Ash's face.
Poe: Whoa, that's not what you wanted to hear, wasn't it?
Ash: ...
Poe: He's a dead man isn't he?
Ash: Let's see if the moron makes it to Road 2 Glory. I'm going to get my jacket. I really think I could use this to get my mind off things for a little bit, I'll have the service desk forward my calls to my cell phone when Trey calls.
Poe: I'm sure it'll be any moment baby.
Ash walks to the bed and gets his jacket, and Poe's cell bleeps. She checks it and reads the following to herself.
"MPWfed BREAKING NEWS: Trey Baxters injuries are severe and he will not be returning to MPW. We wish him the best of luck in the future #prayfortrey"
Ash looks at Poe's face.
Ash: What is it?
Poe: Um...
Poe looks at the smile on his face.
Poe: Nothing.
Ash: All right, let's go get drunk.
Poe slowly snaps out of it.
Poe: Um...yeah.
Poe puts her cell in her purse and leaves with Ash.
Scene 3
The camera comes in on Criss Angel on stage and we see Ash and Poe in the audience. A huge saw in the background and a large table.
Ash: Not the old saw the lady in half trick.
Poe: You know honey, when we left, something came on my phone, it's about-
Criss: Ladies and gentlemen, for my next trick it would seem that we have a bit of a guest with us tonight, who is in town because, the MPW is in town. No, it's not Kuk Killswitch, or Tyler Rose, no you see this is Little Rock Arkansas and I am Criss Angel and there was no way I'd only bring a mere MPW superstar to you, so ladies and gentlemen, I bring you....YOUR World Heavyweight Champion Ash Soulsfate.
The spotlight hits Ash square in the face.
Ash: Bobby didn't say that I'd be a part of this thing.
Poe: Open bar.
Ash: FUCK! I'm gonna kill him.
Criss: Come on Ash, come on down here.
Ash gives Criss the finger.
Criss: Not willing, okay.
Criss throws down a large pellet and a loud bang and spark appears and Criss Angel is gone and is all of the sudden sitting next to Ash.
Criss: Hey.
Ash: Where's Poe?
Criss: Was that the girl sitting next to you?
Ash: Well it's not the girl sitting next to me now, I'll tell ya that.
Crowd: Ooooh.
Criss: That's funny, very funny, well it would seem that she's on the table...on the stage.
Poe: Uh Ash?
Ash chuckles.
Ash: Okay, that was a neat trick, now I have one.
Criss: Do you trust me?
Ash: No, you used to date Britney Spears.
Criss: While she was young.
Ash: I gotta give you that one.
Criss: I'm going to saw your lil' lady in half.
Ash: And I'm going to bury my fist in your face.
The lights go out and Criss Angel is gone again when the lights come back up. The saw happens to start, Ash's eyes go big.
Poe: ASH!
Ash begins to climb over everyone trying to get to his girlfriend, not caring about hitting or kicking anyone. Ash comes up to the stage and the lights go out again and the table and saw are gone. The crowd claps in amazement.
Criss: Hello Ash.
Criss is sitting in Ash's seat.
Ash: Where is she?
Criss: Well, I took your finger a little harsh.
Ash can't help but snicker at that last statement.
Criss: That didn't come out right. Well, how good of a swimmer are you?
Ash shakes his head not wanting to be a part of any of it.
Criss: Let's find out.
The lights go out yet again.
Criss: Oh...waiting, that's a tiger. My bad.
A loud bang is heard and flash and it's Ash Soulsfate in the tank now. The crowd cheers. And Poe comes out on two tables, that's right she's cut in half. Criss Angel comes up to the stage.
Criss: Do you think he's going to make it to his wrestling show when he's in a tank and his girlfriend is sawed in half, or is this all just an illusion?
Criss Angel begins to levitate on stage. A large flash and everything is gone, and Ash is whole and on the table and Poe is sitting atop the tank with the tiger in the tank. The crowd cheers and Criss begins to come down. Ash hops off the table and the tank is being lowered at the same time and Poe drops into Ash's arms.
Criss: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mindfreak, I'm Criss Angel, thank you to my guests Ash Soulsfate and Poe...I hope you've all had your mind....
Crowd: FREAKED!
The three head to the back.
Criss: Hey, thanks for being apart of this man, that was really cool of you.
Ash: Fuck it, had fun.
Poe: Me too.
Ash: Oh, by the way, Criss....I pulled the lock from the tiger's cage.
Criss: So where is Sasha?
Ash shrugs. Criss runs in a haste as the camera fades again.
The camera fades to...
A Day in the life of Bliss and Drake
The camera comes in on Chuck Woolery, the very famous game show host from the 80's, standing at 71 in a suit and tie on the set of some game show with a pink theme.
Chuck: Welcome back from commercial, as we have it, we have Paul and Diane at 30 points, Greg and Valentine at 60 and Drake and Bliss at 0 points.
The camera scrolls over to Ash and Poe dressed like Bliss and Drake, Ash with his ridiculous Vanilla Ice hair do to rock the half blonde half black hair style that Drake does, complete with under eye make up that Drake wears. A jacket with no undershirt and leather pants. Poe is in Bliss ring attire and same matching blonde and black hair theme, her attire theme is purple and pink with the booty shorts that she wears and fingerless gloves.
"Bliss": That's right, they don't call me the best Sin City Champ for nothin', we're gonna make a come back.
"Drake": Who calls you that?
"Bliss": Well, me but I figure if I say it enough times, it's got to be trust.
"Drake": Right, like when I call Ash a loser or a bitch, even though I've never beat him and he's never lost a match, it has to be true. I love you silly grape.
"Bliss": And I love you crazy monkey.
Chuck: I have to retire.
Chuck says rolling his eyes.
Chuck: Okay, Drake this is for you, in the back of a dingy tattoo parlor, who did Bliss pick up while he was a bloody mess and start to fall for before you came into the picture?
"Drake": Well, I know her and Tasha were always talking about Terrin Reign's gang, and I know she had a thing for his brother, Justin Fister...
Chuck: Isn't it Fischer?
"Drake": Not after dating Bliss.
Drake laughs and Bliss plays along playfully, that was one time....and you loved it.
Drake manuevers in his seat inducating the fisting was given to him and the crowd "ooooohs".
"Bliss": Swear to God, you loved it so much I thought I'd never get my hand back. Besides, that's my brother.
"Drake": Why do you have to embarrass me on television?
"Bliss": Because I'm better than you and higher than you on the MPW food chain and for some reason dating you has made me lose all my clout, I've become your girlfriend and not the competitor I should be seen as.
"Drake": Your status in the company brings me up, you're so selfish. Help me the way my former tag partner is currently helping me by standing at my side with gold. Yes, shower me with gold!
"Bliss": Drake, you like golden showers?
"Drake": Uh...wait, I mean...damn it, I was like that little girl from R.Kelly's video.
Chuck: Well, both your guesses were wrong.
"Drake": Was it both Terrin and Justin?!
Chuck: It was Jackson Blaze, you idiot. Okay, Bliss, how many tag matches has Drake lost against Ash?
"Bliss": Four?
Chuck: No, it was actually three, no doubt after this week, it will be four but it was three times in tag and one time in singles competition.
Bliss turns to Drake.
"Bliss": You lost four times to Ash?
"Drake": To be fair, two of those times, my tag partner was Chris Cable.
"Bliss": And the other time?
"Drake": Former World Heavyweight Champion Johnny Clash.
"Bliss": So you lost to Ash with the current Tag Team Champion Chris Cable, and with a Former World Champion?
"Drake": Well, when you put it like that-
"Bliss": And who was on Ash's side?
"Drake": Trey Baxter and Aidan Caine.
"Bliss": Aidan Caine was on Ash's side and you still lost, his shirts are on the clearance rack in the MPW store.
"Drake": He wasn't ready for the Millenium Punk Wrestling, and now with my baby at my side, I've decided to call it Millenium Pink Wrestling.
Chuck: But doesn't that reflect on you?
"Drake": What, no, I'm the Punk and I'm arrogant.
Chuck: Wasn't Liberace?
"Drake": Shut up Woolery.
Chuck: Look kid, I'm not Ian Andrews, you speak up and I'll hit you back. I'll hurt you worse than Taufik.
"Drake": I never tapped out!
Chuck: Yeah, instead he put you to sleep.
"Bliss": I like it to be known that Drake was not limp as Ash suggested.
Chuck: Oh, so then he was upright and ready to fight?
"Bliss": No, he was a wet noodle...and not just in the ring. I mean in my own promo, I said fuck me and he said on this table and all I could think of, was his nervousness, his self consciousness, his inability to get a boner and I couldn't bare the thought.
Chuck: So what did you do?
"Bliss": Changed the subject.
Chuck: As I will now.
Greg: Hey are you going to ask us any questions?
Chuck: Shut up Greg.
Greg sits down.
Chuck: Who's back was turned towards Drake Hunter when he took the opportunity to throw them over the top rope?
"Bliss": I know this one, was it me?
Chuck: No, actually you have to be dumb as a brick, to be perfectly honest, it was Drake who threw you over the top rope.
Bliss contemplates.
"Bliss": Oh yeah....hey.
"Drake": You should know that I did that for your own good, besides you beat me for the Sin City Championship, I had to show some face.
"Bliss": I beat you.
"Drake": We had our first kiss that night.
"Bliss": You forced yourself on me.
"Drake": Right, and then I threw you over the ropes and into my heart.
"Bliss": Wait, what the hell are you babbling about?
"Drake": Punk Wrestling forever babe.
Chuck sighs.
Chuck: I've been doing this far too long. Ladies and gentlemen due to Drake Hunter's stupidity, and Bliss' being oblivious to Drake using her, and yet they make it work, I've found that these love game shows are useless. And what a world we live in where a guy like Drake Hunter is the mastermind in this relationship, love isn't blind, it's plain dumb. And as they say....ignorance...is Bliss.
"Bliss": Hey that's me.
Chuck turns to Bliss.
Chuck: Exactly. Good night ladies and gentlemen.
The Promo to Shut it Down
The camera comes in on the champ looking out at the night sky holding his championship belt in a Godsmack shirt with the sleeves cut off,a sweater with a hoodie, blue jeans and Doc Martins, the only thing glamorous about him is his championship and his silver Rolex watch. He stands silent...so enjoy that while it lasts because Ash Soulsfate always has an onslaught ready for his opponents and this week's will be no different.
Ash: So Bliss, we finally meet, and not in the way that I'd like. Now before you make a pouty face, I didn't mean that in a "you bent over the arm rest of a couch and me behind you so we can both watch the Walking Dead", no. Contrary to what you believe, in that ring, I respect you. Yes, you heard that right, I respect your accomplishments as a competitor in that ring. I respect it, but I can and will beat it. You see, you're right about me watching you, and I could care less that you knew I was. One, you're smoking hot, so it's a pleasure to watch you in that ring, and a woman who knows her shit, is a turn on. I told you this before, the only reason I can't stand you, is that you assumed that I would tear you apart and call you slut like everyone else. You've brought my girlfriend into the equation by calling her your clone, do yourself a favor and get over yourself. My girl against you in that ring, let's just say you're lucky she never has to embarrass you and make you eat your fuckin' words. Well, since you hate me, let's just say that I hate you, because that would make this a lot easier for me to you know, do what I do in these promos which is rip you to shreds while you just sit there and fuckin' take it.
Ash: Bliss, you may not think you have the ego that I do, and you may think that your little engine that could attitude is enough to beat a man like me, but you're going to catch on real quick to who the fuck I am. You may bury yourself in the Sin City Championship taking a backseat to those who have gotten a shot over you, like Christian Carter, like Brandon Nytrus, like Chicken. I've seen you watch people pass you by while you just sit and wait for your turn. Come on look at Drake Hunter, YOU'RE FUCKIN' BLISS! Are you fuckin' kidding me, why should you be slummin' it with this fuckin' idiot. The man can't dress, he can't fight and you beat him with a tilt a whirl head scissor. This man couldn't win a tag title, even his tag team partner couldn't win with him, but he could win with Andre Dixon, couldn't he. Drake is going to lose to me, and instead of blaming himself, he's going to blame everyone around him. You may not like me or Trey, but you know the wealth of knowledge we hold, in that ring and out and that's the same knowledge that will get you to that next level. I'm going to be straight with you, we were waiting for more competition to come into this place and we were going to extend our friendship to you. Bliss, Ash and Trey all on the same side against Johnny Clash's losers, against the uprising talent. Now I know what you're thinking, you would take a backseat to us, but you know that one day Trey is coming for this title, and I'm going to stop him or die trying, just like anyone else. Bliss, you don't deserve to be anyone's trophy, you deserve to be seen as the competition you are. Now, FUCK YOU for ever thinking different, but like I said, that is what I thought of you....that is until you opened your stupid mouth about me because of your assumptions.
Ash: You see, I'm not the one putting my whole "love story" out there for everyone to see in every promo, showing a vulnerable side and then you wonder how everyone knows your weakness, you wonder how Laura Tavares took you out and cost you your Sin City Championship. In all actuality, how much respect can you have for a belt that Rage just...walked away from. I don't know about you but beating Drake Hunter to get your title back while Rage was...occupied trying to retire, well it's as if you should've just been handed the belt, which is really what he did. Don't get me wrong, you've been through a ton of battles that well, I just would've made better, but you have the experience none the less. Well, you see, Roxi is probably just going to say whatever but I haven't only had my eye on her. Why, because in all, if I'm not superstar of the week, it's Roxi and you know what, I admire her walking right up to your face and shutting you up. You see, this is exactly what you needed, a woman who was running the same path as you, a woman who is seen as the future of the main event. Don't get me wrong, her future involves losing title shot after title shot to me, but she's definitely better than most. I know you two women think that it ends by talking about your tits and ass and the fact that I'd tap you both until the sun came up and then twice more before brunch, but understand this, you both have a future. No, this is no different side of me. Bliss, I am going to beat you, just like anyone else and when I bust up that face, we'll see how much a fucktard like Drake wants you.
Ash: Your boyfriend takes orders from a man that couldn't hold the title until the next pay per view, the Age of Arrogance, having him go out there multiple times during Battle Grounds to spew the same speech he said last week, I would've thought you better than that. Well, you think you're the best Sin City Champion and the truth is, I went from the lowest title to the highest and all it took was one opportunity. You know I spoke about people surpassing you and one of those people was me. But had I had to climb some ridiculous ladder to get to where I want, well you wouldn't be holding that Sin City Championship. It's motivation and drive that gets me what I want, and as you lay out in the ocean waiting for someone to see your worth instead of getting off your ass and trying, well I did it in less than half the time you've even been in this company. I am the name that is ranked higher than yours because you are afraid of fame, and you are afraid of the day you have to face myself or Trey, because you know for a fact that we are going to make you go back to the drawing board, you sit still and talk out of your ass about the Sin City Championship knowing you're going to lose it to Roxi Johnson. And you'll dismiss it as your time to move on from that title and go after mine. It's text book and it's full of unoriginality. I mean, just listening to myself, perhaps I've been giving you too much credit, maybe you're just the plastic doll you portray yourself to be. Maybe all you're good for, is shaking your little ass while every guy in the world wishes they were that rope you were straddling. Well thank you for your services Bliss, you're doing a great job at being eye candy.
Ash: You pride yourself on being able to go toe to toe with your brothers, well, maybe your parents just had five bitches and you just happened to be the top bitch. It's said that you don't like how much control they tried to have over you, yet there you are, at the side of a man that's second in charge and acts like he's end all be all. You're a two time Sin City Champion and a former North American Champion and you have to sit there and listen to his speeches about how great he is. Why are you second to him, why, because you're letting him hold you back. They say you fear nothing, is that why you hide behind anyone that promises to take care of you. What does the world see, a man force a kiss out of you and then throw you away like a piece of trash in the same night and now we all have to act like you are in some sort of love story. We have to watch this shallow attempt at a relationship while Drake brags to his boys how your tongue feels on his balls. Yeah, you're right, this world should bow down to you and your greatness. Grow the fuck up Kahlan.
Ash: You're a goddess, since when, maybe it's time you pull your head out of Drake's ass and start acting like one.
Ash: Now you want me to bring up your history, I get it, you know my "schtick" and all of the sudden you don't care if I do it. Well, that's fine, you see you and Drake were on the first show of the MPW, where for you people's names were insignificant. Well Drake won his match and wouldn't you know it, his girlfriend was the referee. And now well, you're his girl, which means what, that's right, you're worth is only as good as Drake needs you. Also, did Electra just fade off into the background, I find it all just interesting...well actually I don't, I can't wait until he leaves you in tears and you break his face. That's the only thing I'm truly waiting for, because this union holds no water. It kind of ruins everyone's thoughts of you, because we all thought as men, imagine how hard you have to work to land a "Bliss" and then we see how Drake got you and now you're busy telling the world you're not a slut. You went from proving to the world that you are a goddess to begging people not to see you as a slut. It's kind of like seeing strippers backstage, kills the illusion. Or seeing the build up of Drake Hunter only to realize that I'm going to pumil him until his skull is embedded in my fists and the blood flows and stains the mat. See, you hate me for no reason, this week and at Road 2 Glory, I'm going to give you a reason to hate me, for not only what I do to you, but for what I leave your boyfriend in...shambles. And I'll expose him as the sham he is. Oh and I know you know what happened to Electra, when she left him for Aidan Caine and he called her a whore and things of that nature, that's your future Bliss, enjoy it, revel in it because it's the bed you're making for yourself. You're dealing with a fuckin' man child who thinks he's invincible even though this world has knocked him down repeatedly. You might see that as admirable, but I see that as a sorry sack of shit who hasn't gotten the clue that he isn't ready to be on the level yet. He hasn't earned his stripes and he damn sure doesn't have the credibility.
Ash: You call him a skunk and he uses a woman to beat your brother and now he's the love of your life, give me a fuckin' break. I mean after all Drake did say that Electra has more talent in her baby finger than you and Siren and even went through the trouble of calling you bimbos and bitches, yup. You're right your story is like watching the fuckin' Notebook. You told him that he'd regret underestimating you, well, where is that, where is the regret, he even told you that you weren't worth his time and now he bones you. Good call on that one Bliss, I can see the regret in his eyes as you're sitting on him in reverse cowgirl.
Ash rolls his eyes and sighs.
Ash: I am the champion of a great company, fuck that, the greatest company, and that's because I do horseshit like this.
Ash looks at his title.
Ash: What more do you need Bliss, sure you can see this as jealousy, fuck it, whatever makes you sleep at night and strokes that ego of yours. Just remember, he told you to go seduce Jackson, what does that tell you, that's what he fuckin' thinks of you...and it's hilarious. Well it wasn't as funny as seeing you and Siren beat him and his former friend Apostle Kried, hell he was even under the pin for the three, nice. Perhaps that's the regret, or maybe his regret was when he lost to Chris Michaels someone who seems to get made fun a lot, but hell, even you beat him at High Stakes and Drake couldn't! Nice.
Ash: You see Drake has been in this spot before, remember how much shit he would talk to Johnny Clash, every week before going after the NYCCW title, well that was before Johnny Clash kicked him in the head and kept his title. You see people, he's done this rap before and it's just been so long we've all forgotten, but I didn't. You know I've beaten Drake and Cable along with my partner Aidan Caine who got the pin that night, say, didn't you beat him for the North America Championship, what's that say about Drake, oh yeah what I've been saying all along, he sucks donkey dick.
Ash: What's got you feeling bad is that Roxi, well she beat Laura Tavares, the woman that left you on your back for endless weeks. You see, management saw it fit to have the woman that going to take your title meet the man that is going to KEEP his. Bliss, you may think I kissed your ass but I didn't, you see, you may SEEM dominant but really how many matches have your REALLY fought in, less than fifteen, and you've been here since the first Monday Night Main Event. Now I ask you, do you think that's really good, I mean maybe I was just blowing smoke up your ass and really, your place is best suited on Drake's arm. I mean it won't be so glamorous once he returns the loser, but then again you'll be in the same boat with you having just lost your title to Roxi. I mean how can she not, you say you're the best Sin City Champion and yet you have what, one match a month, wow, just about anyone could make the claims you do, on your schedule. You are a wrestler when you want to be, because it's the only way to get you noticed, and then when you are, you win by your foot accidentally landing on your opponent like Rage or someone helps you. Bliss, you are better than Drake, but that's like saying you're the fastest runner in a polio race.
Ash: It's awesome that you have butterflies just thinking of Drake and how he feels about you, this, being just two weeks away from Drake letting Kuk Killswitch beat you two WOMEN down with chairs, not to mention him distracting you so that Kuk could bicycle kick you in the face, but you're right, it's a match made in retardation. You think it's over, you think he's not going to turn on you the very instant you get in his way. Believe me, all you are is a piece of ass to him and you have him to be right because you play into his hands like a well strung violin. In fact as he goes out there every week, I bet you're the only one listening and listen well because you're going to need something to believe, because when you wake up and look over at that load of crap you have lying next to you and you wonder just how you got there, remember, I WILL be there to tell you that I told you so. I can't help it, it's like a need to be right thing, I guess it's great that I'm a fuckin' genius and never wrong. Roxi is going to beat you and here's why, because she's the one here busting her ass and putting herself in ever important matches, while you have peaked, she's out there every week busting her ass to make sure that MPW recognizes her skills and I have to tell you, I admire that. You may not, but that's only because you believed into everyone's hype. Believing yourself to be untouchable and yet Killswitch knocked you down, a man I simply own kicked your ass and if you try to blame your little boyfriend there, just remember this, I got my ass kicked in the hall way before defending my championship against a former World Champion. You may hate on Johnny Clash and you may not even think he's any good, and before making claims that you can beat him, make sure you pull Kuk's boot from your fuckin' mouth.
Ash: " The ladder of success is best climbed by stepping on the rungs of opportunity." That's what you once yelled at an audience Drake, and how many opportunities have you had in this company. Johnny Clash, your non title match with Trey where your Lights were Out for quite sometime. You see Drake, you and I are going to meet in the middle of that ring at Road 2 Glory and we are going to bring the house down because you see I have no doubt that you think you're going to win and the fact that you are spouting off at the mouth like a hen in the hen house, the last thing you want to do is end up looking like the bitch you are. But don't worry, just like this week, I'm going to make sure that you are the most self conscious man in the world before you face me. I WILL make sure Roxi and I defeat you and the princess there, because that's what the fuck I do and come Road 2 Glory, I'm going to defeat you on the grandest stage of them all and once it's all said and done and you have to return to your little Age of Flatulence crew without a title, it'll be my fuckin' pleasure to be the reason you finally take your fuckin' leave from MPW. You have talked a big game, this whole time, every week and for what, what are you trying to prove, weeks ago, even Bliss said, that she's tired of you having to prove anything to her. And yet, what do you do, you call it the Millenium Punk Show and maybe it is, that'd explain the rating fluxuations because when you're on Battle Grounds, you can hear the world in unison change the fuckin' channel.
Ash: Tell your girlfriend that she should be glad to even be in the main event this week, because the only reason she's there is because she's dating you. While Roxi, she's fuckin' earned it, hell I can't even say that you've earned it at this point, the only match you've won was triple teaming Tristan Slater. Why are you even my opponent at Road 2 Glory when I look at the people that deserve it far more than you. Right now all eyes are on you Drake, I'm used to the attention and if you know anything about me, all I ever do is succeed when all eyes are on me. This week is a taste of what you're in for at Road to Glory, and it's the spot you've become accustomed to every time you face me, you end up in the losers circle. I am what's real and if you are hoping to God or selling your soul to Satan for an upset, there will be....but it's going to be you. You can't win the Sin City Championship and you want to step up to me, because of some stipulation of a rumble. You don't know how to be a man, and you've cut corners every single chance you've gotten. Coming up to my title, I've upset men and women and I've done everything I could to make sure every motherfucker on this roster knows who I am. Every contract that comes through those doors, the first thing they ask, is who is the champ, and forever, they'll respond....Ash Soulsfate.
Ash looks up at the night sky to see almost like the Batsignal in the sky, the Road 2 Glory banner.
Ash: Drake, on that night I will reign supreme, you think my journey ended at the title, catch a fuckin' clue. Tomorrow night at Battle Ground, the sound of your body hitting that mat over and over and the pain on your face is going to all worth it. This will escalate and there will be blood, yours. I will go through hell and high water to keep my title and that should scare the living shit out of you, because this is the place where I live, in excellence. I am the god you pretend to be, and what's the best part of all this. I get to cheap feel Bliss during the match a week before our match. So, I say thank you, because I don't need to be the one that sleeps with her, because I wouldn't want to be there for all the periods, all the relationship crap. I mean if I hold a body slam simply to hold me hand on her ass, it's all because of you, and so I say thank you. What I am going to show Bliss is a true champion, not some carbon copy of someone else's gimmick playing wrestler. I will be an MPW hall of famer, and it'll be all in how I reign as champion and if you think you're costing me my legacy, go ahead and look at my history of matches and you'll see that when people try to take my title, I tend to get a little irritable and wel.. people tend to get hurt. Oh what am I saying, just ask your new cock puppet Kuk, he'll tell you about all the times he went into becoming this emo shell of what he was and how he only became champion when I moved on.
Ash: Oh and Drake, as much as she claims to hate me or be indifferent, just ask yourself one thing....how did I get this?
Ash: I'd show you what she wrote on the back....but I wouldn't want to be the cause of your first break up....fuckin' classless hack.
Ash: You both are in for one of the worst nights of your life, but grit your teeth and hold on to the rails because it's only going to get worse at Road 2 Glory.
Ash smirks and looks out at the night sky before looking at the camera.
Ash: Ignorance is Bliss.....far from it, Bliss is ignorant.....and it's funny that you come out to Careless Whisper, because after this week and Road 2 Glory, people won't even be able to say your names...because they would've already forgotten them.
Ash turns and the camera follows so that the Road 2 Glory sky banner is behind him. He raises his title in the air.
And the camera fades to.....
-Black-
A half hour later...
Ash walks to the doctor, the cameraman has snuck in using a small camera.
Ash: Any, do you hear me, anything you can do, I want you to do it. There is no expense too great.
Doctor: Sir, I don't think you understand he was pinned under a car.
Ash: I don't think you understand, I don't give a shit if an Acme anvil fell on his head, you will bring him to full recovery.
Doctor: He's in bad shape.
Ash: He's a champion and he'll get up....just don't be in his fuckin' way when he does.
Doctor: What is he, like family?
Ash turns back around.
Ash: Yeah....he's my brother.
Ash continues to walk and an orderly passes by Ash, and Ash grabs the orderly by the back of the neck and throws him into a dirty tray of surgery instruments.Poe comes into frame from the nurse's station where she was getting Trey's release date or any information.
Poe: Come on baby.
Poe touches Ash's face.
Ash: Anything, doctor....or I come back for you.
Ash shoves the exit door open and Poe has to scurry to miss it returning and hitting her.
The camera fades out to...
-Press Start-
The camera comes in on Ash Soulsfate and Poe Livingston standing on the balcony of their hotel room in Little Rock Arkansas, Ash is in a t-shirt and jeans, still wet from the shower he just took. Poe's soft hands on the rail, the lavish life she's always wanted, and the life Ash always thought he deserved, now in fruition. And a man...fuck that, a boy like Drake Hunter expects to take it from me, because he was lucky enough to be the last man standing. Because he for once in his life had motivation, something driving him, well congrat-u-fuckin-lations, because Ash lives in that world of motivation. Ash has been looking for a place like the MPW his entire life, his best friend in the company is a former World Champion with the same mentality. Ash doesn't have the friends that Drake has, because he trusts no one but one man, and even then, they share the same bond, winning and championships. Ash looks out at the night sky and thinks of the mountains he's had to climb to get here, to have his girl at his side and sitting atop of the world. A prize of which beating the boss and yet beating him again to retain the title. A lot of men and women have stepped up their game, since Ash has won the title, and great, because that will make beating the competition that much more grand. Ash feels the cold of the ground under his bare feet but it almost doesn't matter as the feeling of accomplishment runs through his body. A match against the man who wants Ash's title and his little girlfriend is on the card. Poe looks out concerned, as if something is on her mind.
Ash: What is it?
Poe: I think you know.
Ash: Bliss?
Poe: Bliss.
Ash: You really think I'd act on this?
Poe: I don't know, I'm not insecure, hell I think she's hot too.
Ash: Well, then we're even.
Poe playfully punches him.
Ash: Bliss goes for losers, Jackson Blaze, Drake Hunter , the nacho stand guy.
Poe: Yeah but you respect her.
Ash: I do. I think she's got skills, I've never said different. Is she as good as me, hell no. Is she as good as you ever were, absolutely not. I am the World Champion, and what Drake has done is brought his girlfriend into our fight, I didn't. I could care less, in that ring, however I feel about Bliss will never matter. You're my girl, I think you're sexier-
Kiss.
Ash: I think you're greater.
Kiss.
Ash: And I know you can kick her ass.
Poe: Damn right. I would like to see her with us sometime.
Ash laughs.
Ash: Don't do that to me, I'd have a heart attack for stimulation overload.
Poe: I'm not worried about her stealing you from me, that's not what this is about. I know Bliss will one day want that title, and I want your head in the game. Hell, if I worried about who you'd sleep with, I'd never get sleep.
Ash laughs.
Ash: What am I, a man whore?
Poe raises a brow.
Ash: Damn.
Poe: Drake Hunter thinks he's the luckiest man alive, but look at him, he's collecting pawns, the tag team champions in his back pocket, the Sin City Champion is his girlfriend, and he has his eyes on the World title.
Ash: Which makes him a hanger on, he can surround himself with whoever the fuck he wants, because one day they are going to see the man that's "leading" them, isn't holding a title of his own. I want a match against Tristan Slater, Rage and the kudegra Trey Hunter, and that's what I look forward to. Drake Hunter is the pawn, and he's going to be on the grandest stage of them all with someone who exceeds in greatness, someone who is going to beat the living shit out of him. I don't doubt his motivation, I can just care less.
There is a knock on the door, Poe smiles and rushes to the door and opens it.
Poe: You're not room service.
Bobby: No, sorry to interupt, but the champ is being requested.
Poe: By who?
Bobby: Criss Angel, I ran into him downstairs, he's staying in the same hotel. I told him you guys were fans-
Ash: You lied.
Bobby: I just figured it'd get your mind off Trey and your match match for a little bit. What do you say?
Ash: I say I was having a moment with my girl before you interrupted.
Bobby: Open bar.
Ash: On the other hand, who am I to turn down such a greeting?
Poe: I though that might change your mind.
Bobby: Okay well, be downstairs in ten, my limo driver will be waiting.
Ash: Fine.
Bobby closes the door leaving the room. Poe turns around and takes to Ash.
Poe: So Indiana Baxter huh?
Ash: If I didn't see it with my own eyes I would've never believed it myself.
Poe: Almost as unbelievable as Emi and Cami beating Aaron Cruz and Brandon Nytrus.
Ash: I can't believe those so called monsters were taken out like that, but good, because this isn't the same MPW of the days when they were seen as beasts. They got beat by two girls that both of their weights together still don't make one Nytrus, yet there they were with their hands raised. I've come a long way from having to deal with a Nytrus, thank god that shit is over.
Poe: Was interesting to see that Gabriel guy make TJ Pain tap out.
Ash: Another fucker who saw himself on my level, saying that I never deserved a title shot and he's tapping out to new contracts, fuck that guy.
Poe: Well it's going to be hard to ever have that match with Tristan Slater, the AOA slaughtered him last week.
Ash: Yeah, Drake talked about how he will dominate, yet he needed the tag team champions to beat Tristan Slater, he says one thing and yet another thing happens. What's happened Poe?
Poe: What do you mean?
Ash: It's like over night, somehow I've become the good guy, and yet I'm the same guy that doesn't give a shit if I hear a boo or a cheer, all I care about in that ring is winning.
Poe: It's classic, it's not you, it's that crowd choosing to back you, because you were just too good at what you do. You spit in their faces, and they love you for it.
Ash: For Drake to be "the bad guy", he's just a watered down shmuck, even Johnny Clash was a better antagonizer than him.
Poe: Multiple segments of the same thing over and over, yeah, it's getting old. I feel like I'm watching the same Battle Ground every week. He's got this little chihuahua attitude, bark like crazy and piss himself once you step towards him.
Ash: I tell ya, feeling the impact of his body hitting the ground last week, felt so good to shut him up. And that's when I turned around to see Trey under a fuckin' car.
Poe: It wasn't your fault, it's Drake's...
A glare passes Ash's face.
Poe: Whoa, that's not what you wanted to hear, wasn't it?
Ash: ...
Poe: He's a dead man isn't he?
Ash: Let's see if the moron makes it to Road 2 Glory. I'm going to get my jacket. I really think I could use this to get my mind off things for a little bit, I'll have the service desk forward my calls to my cell phone when Trey calls.
Poe: I'm sure it'll be any moment baby.
Ash walks to the bed and gets his jacket, and Poe's cell bleeps. She checks it and reads the following to herself.
"MPWfed BREAKING NEWS: Trey Baxters injuries are severe and he will not be returning to MPW. We wish him the best of luck in the future #prayfortrey"
Ash looks at Poe's face.
Ash: What is it?
Poe: Um...
Poe looks at the smile on his face.
Poe: Nothing.
Ash: All right, let's go get drunk.
Poe slowly snaps out of it.
Poe: Um...yeah.
Poe puts her cell in her purse and leaves with Ash.
Scene 3
The camera comes in on Criss Angel on stage and we see Ash and Poe in the audience. A huge saw in the background and a large table.
Ash: Not the old saw the lady in half trick.
Poe: You know honey, when we left, something came on my phone, it's about-
Criss: Ladies and gentlemen, for my next trick it would seem that we have a bit of a guest with us tonight, who is in town because, the MPW is in town. No, it's not Kuk Killswitch, or Tyler Rose, no you see this is Little Rock Arkansas and I am Criss Angel and there was no way I'd only bring a mere MPW superstar to you, so ladies and gentlemen, I bring you....YOUR World Heavyweight Champion Ash Soulsfate.
The spotlight hits Ash square in the face.
Ash: Bobby didn't say that I'd be a part of this thing.
Poe: Open bar.
Ash: FUCK! I'm gonna kill him.
Criss: Come on Ash, come on down here.
Ash gives Criss the finger.
Criss: Not willing, okay.
Criss throws down a large pellet and a loud bang and spark appears and Criss Angel is gone and is all of the sudden sitting next to Ash.
Criss: Hey.
Ash: Where's Poe?
Criss: Was that the girl sitting next to you?
Ash: Well it's not the girl sitting next to me now, I'll tell ya that.
Crowd: Ooooh.
Criss: That's funny, very funny, well it would seem that she's on the table...on the stage.
Poe: Uh Ash?
Ash chuckles.
Ash: Okay, that was a neat trick, now I have one.
Criss: Do you trust me?
Ash: No, you used to date Britney Spears.
Criss: While she was young.
Ash: I gotta give you that one.
Criss: I'm going to saw your lil' lady in half.
Ash: And I'm going to bury my fist in your face.
The lights go out and Criss Angel is gone again when the lights come back up. The saw happens to start, Ash's eyes go big.
Poe: ASH!
Ash begins to climb over everyone trying to get to his girlfriend, not caring about hitting or kicking anyone. Ash comes up to the stage and the lights go out again and the table and saw are gone. The crowd claps in amazement.
Criss: Hello Ash.
Criss is sitting in Ash's seat.
Ash: Where is she?
Criss: Well, I took your finger a little harsh.
Ash can't help but snicker at that last statement.
Criss: That didn't come out right. Well, how good of a swimmer are you?
Ash shakes his head not wanting to be a part of any of it.
Criss: Let's find out.
The lights go out yet again.
Criss: Oh...waiting, that's a tiger. My bad.
A loud bang is heard and flash and it's Ash Soulsfate in the tank now. The crowd cheers. And Poe comes out on two tables, that's right she's cut in half. Criss Angel comes up to the stage.
Criss: Do you think he's going to make it to his wrestling show when he's in a tank and his girlfriend is sawed in half, or is this all just an illusion?
Criss Angel begins to levitate on stage. A large flash and everything is gone, and Ash is whole and on the table and Poe is sitting atop the tank with the tiger in the tank. The crowd cheers and Criss begins to come down. Ash hops off the table and the tank is being lowered at the same time and Poe drops into Ash's arms.
Criss: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Mindfreak, I'm Criss Angel, thank you to my guests Ash Soulsfate and Poe...I hope you've all had your mind....
Crowd: FREAKED!
The three head to the back.
Criss: Hey, thanks for being apart of this man, that was really cool of you.
Ash: Fuck it, had fun.
Poe: Me too.
Ash: Oh, by the way, Criss....I pulled the lock from the tiger's cage.
Criss: So where is Sasha?
Ash shrugs. Criss runs in a haste as the camera fades again.
The camera fades to...
A Day in the life of Bliss and Drake
The camera comes in on Chuck Woolery, the very famous game show host from the 80's, standing at 71 in a suit and tie on the set of some game show with a pink theme.
Chuck: Welcome back from commercial, as we have it, we have Paul and Diane at 30 points, Greg and Valentine at 60 and Drake and Bliss at 0 points.
The camera scrolls over to Ash and Poe dressed like Bliss and Drake, Ash with his ridiculous Vanilla Ice hair do to rock the half blonde half black hair style that Drake does, complete with under eye make up that Drake wears. A jacket with no undershirt and leather pants. Poe is in Bliss ring attire and same matching blonde and black hair theme, her attire theme is purple and pink with the booty shorts that she wears and fingerless gloves.
"Bliss": That's right, they don't call me the best Sin City Champ for nothin', we're gonna make a come back.
"Drake": Who calls you that?
"Bliss": Well, me but I figure if I say it enough times, it's got to be trust.
"Drake": Right, like when I call Ash a loser or a bitch, even though I've never beat him and he's never lost a match, it has to be true. I love you silly grape.
"Bliss": And I love you crazy monkey.
Chuck: I have to retire.
Chuck says rolling his eyes.
Chuck: Okay, Drake this is for you, in the back of a dingy tattoo parlor, who did Bliss pick up while he was a bloody mess and start to fall for before you came into the picture?
"Drake": Well, I know her and Tasha were always talking about Terrin Reign's gang, and I know she had a thing for his brother, Justin Fister...
Chuck: Isn't it Fischer?
"Drake": Not after dating Bliss.
Drake laughs and Bliss plays along playfully, that was one time....and you loved it.
Drake manuevers in his seat inducating the fisting was given to him and the crowd "ooooohs".
"Bliss": Swear to God, you loved it so much I thought I'd never get my hand back. Besides, that's my brother.
"Drake": Why do you have to embarrass me on television?
"Bliss": Because I'm better than you and higher than you on the MPW food chain and for some reason dating you has made me lose all my clout, I've become your girlfriend and not the competitor I should be seen as.
"Drake": Your status in the company brings me up, you're so selfish. Help me the way my former tag partner is currently helping me by standing at my side with gold. Yes, shower me with gold!
"Bliss": Drake, you like golden showers?
"Drake": Uh...wait, I mean...damn it, I was like that little girl from R.Kelly's video.
Chuck: Well, both your guesses were wrong.
"Drake": Was it both Terrin and Justin?!
Chuck: It was Jackson Blaze, you idiot. Okay, Bliss, how many tag matches has Drake lost against Ash?
"Bliss": Four?
Chuck: No, it was actually three, no doubt after this week, it will be four but it was three times in tag and one time in singles competition.
Bliss turns to Drake.
"Bliss": You lost four times to Ash?
"Drake": To be fair, two of those times, my tag partner was Chris Cable.
"Bliss": And the other time?
"Drake": Former World Heavyweight Champion Johnny Clash.
"Bliss": So you lost to Ash with the current Tag Team Champion Chris Cable, and with a Former World Champion?
"Drake": Well, when you put it like that-
"Bliss": And who was on Ash's side?
"Drake": Trey Baxter and Aidan Caine.
"Bliss": Aidan Caine was on Ash's side and you still lost, his shirts are on the clearance rack in the MPW store.
"Drake": He wasn't ready for the Millenium Punk Wrestling, and now with my baby at my side, I've decided to call it Millenium Pink Wrestling.
Chuck: But doesn't that reflect on you?
"Drake": What, no, I'm the Punk and I'm arrogant.
Chuck: Wasn't Liberace?
"Drake": Shut up Woolery.
Chuck: Look kid, I'm not Ian Andrews, you speak up and I'll hit you back. I'll hurt you worse than Taufik.
"Drake": I never tapped out!
Chuck: Yeah, instead he put you to sleep.
"Bliss": I like it to be known that Drake was not limp as Ash suggested.
Chuck: Oh, so then he was upright and ready to fight?
"Bliss": No, he was a wet noodle...and not just in the ring. I mean in my own promo, I said fuck me and he said on this table and all I could think of, was his nervousness, his self consciousness, his inability to get a boner and I couldn't bare the thought.
Chuck: So what did you do?
"Bliss": Changed the subject.
Chuck: As I will now.
Greg: Hey are you going to ask us any questions?
Chuck: Shut up Greg.
Greg sits down.
Chuck: Who's back was turned towards Drake Hunter when he took the opportunity to throw them over the top rope?
"Bliss": I know this one, was it me?
Chuck: No, actually you have to be dumb as a brick, to be perfectly honest, it was Drake who threw you over the top rope.
Bliss contemplates.
"Bliss": Oh yeah....hey.
"Drake": You should know that I did that for your own good, besides you beat me for the Sin City Championship, I had to show some face.
"Bliss": I beat you.
"Drake": We had our first kiss that night.
"Bliss": You forced yourself on me.
"Drake": Right, and then I threw you over the ropes and into my heart.
"Bliss": Wait, what the hell are you babbling about?
"Drake": Punk Wrestling forever babe.
Chuck sighs.
Chuck: I've been doing this far too long. Ladies and gentlemen due to Drake Hunter's stupidity, and Bliss' being oblivious to Drake using her, and yet they make it work, I've found that these love game shows are useless. And what a world we live in where a guy like Drake Hunter is the mastermind in this relationship, love isn't blind, it's plain dumb. And as they say....ignorance...is Bliss.
"Bliss": Hey that's me.
Chuck turns to Bliss.
Chuck: Exactly. Good night ladies and gentlemen.
The Promo to Shut it Down
The camera comes in on the champ looking out at the night sky holding his championship belt in a Godsmack shirt with the sleeves cut off,a sweater with a hoodie, blue jeans and Doc Martins, the only thing glamorous about him is his championship and his silver Rolex watch. He stands silent...so enjoy that while it lasts because Ash Soulsfate always has an onslaught ready for his opponents and this week's will be no different.
Ash: So Bliss, we finally meet, and not in the way that I'd like. Now before you make a pouty face, I didn't mean that in a "you bent over the arm rest of a couch and me behind you so we can both watch the Walking Dead", no. Contrary to what you believe, in that ring, I respect you. Yes, you heard that right, I respect your accomplishments as a competitor in that ring. I respect it, but I can and will beat it. You see, you're right about me watching you, and I could care less that you knew I was. One, you're smoking hot, so it's a pleasure to watch you in that ring, and a woman who knows her shit, is a turn on. I told you this before, the only reason I can't stand you, is that you assumed that I would tear you apart and call you slut like everyone else. You've brought my girlfriend into the equation by calling her your clone, do yourself a favor and get over yourself. My girl against you in that ring, let's just say you're lucky she never has to embarrass you and make you eat your fuckin' words. Well, since you hate me, let's just say that I hate you, because that would make this a lot easier for me to you know, do what I do in these promos which is rip you to shreds while you just sit there and fuckin' take it.
Ash: Bliss, you may not think you have the ego that I do, and you may think that your little engine that could attitude is enough to beat a man like me, but you're going to catch on real quick to who the fuck I am. You may bury yourself in the Sin City Championship taking a backseat to those who have gotten a shot over you, like Christian Carter, like Brandon Nytrus, like Chicken. I've seen you watch people pass you by while you just sit and wait for your turn. Come on look at Drake Hunter, YOU'RE FUCKIN' BLISS! Are you fuckin' kidding me, why should you be slummin' it with this fuckin' idiot. The man can't dress, he can't fight and you beat him with a tilt a whirl head scissor. This man couldn't win a tag title, even his tag team partner couldn't win with him, but he could win with Andre Dixon, couldn't he. Drake is going to lose to me, and instead of blaming himself, he's going to blame everyone around him. You may not like me or Trey, but you know the wealth of knowledge we hold, in that ring and out and that's the same knowledge that will get you to that next level. I'm going to be straight with you, we were waiting for more competition to come into this place and we were going to extend our friendship to you. Bliss, Ash and Trey all on the same side against Johnny Clash's losers, against the uprising talent. Now I know what you're thinking, you would take a backseat to us, but you know that one day Trey is coming for this title, and I'm going to stop him or die trying, just like anyone else. Bliss, you don't deserve to be anyone's trophy, you deserve to be seen as the competition you are. Now, FUCK YOU for ever thinking different, but like I said, that is what I thought of you....that is until you opened your stupid mouth about me because of your assumptions.
Ash: You see, I'm not the one putting my whole "love story" out there for everyone to see in every promo, showing a vulnerable side and then you wonder how everyone knows your weakness, you wonder how Laura Tavares took you out and cost you your Sin City Championship. In all actuality, how much respect can you have for a belt that Rage just...walked away from. I don't know about you but beating Drake Hunter to get your title back while Rage was...occupied trying to retire, well it's as if you should've just been handed the belt, which is really what he did. Don't get me wrong, you've been through a ton of battles that well, I just would've made better, but you have the experience none the less. Well, you see, Roxi is probably just going to say whatever but I haven't only had my eye on her. Why, because in all, if I'm not superstar of the week, it's Roxi and you know what, I admire her walking right up to your face and shutting you up. You see, this is exactly what you needed, a woman who was running the same path as you, a woman who is seen as the future of the main event. Don't get me wrong, her future involves losing title shot after title shot to me, but she's definitely better than most. I know you two women think that it ends by talking about your tits and ass and the fact that I'd tap you both until the sun came up and then twice more before brunch, but understand this, you both have a future. No, this is no different side of me. Bliss, I am going to beat you, just like anyone else and when I bust up that face, we'll see how much a fucktard like Drake wants you.
Ash: Your boyfriend takes orders from a man that couldn't hold the title until the next pay per view, the Age of Arrogance, having him go out there multiple times during Battle Grounds to spew the same speech he said last week, I would've thought you better than that. Well, you think you're the best Sin City Champion and the truth is, I went from the lowest title to the highest and all it took was one opportunity. You know I spoke about people surpassing you and one of those people was me. But had I had to climb some ridiculous ladder to get to where I want, well you wouldn't be holding that Sin City Championship. It's motivation and drive that gets me what I want, and as you lay out in the ocean waiting for someone to see your worth instead of getting off your ass and trying, well I did it in less than half the time you've even been in this company. I am the name that is ranked higher than yours because you are afraid of fame, and you are afraid of the day you have to face myself or Trey, because you know for a fact that we are going to make you go back to the drawing board, you sit still and talk out of your ass about the Sin City Championship knowing you're going to lose it to Roxi Johnson. And you'll dismiss it as your time to move on from that title and go after mine. It's text book and it's full of unoriginality. I mean, just listening to myself, perhaps I've been giving you too much credit, maybe you're just the plastic doll you portray yourself to be. Maybe all you're good for, is shaking your little ass while every guy in the world wishes they were that rope you were straddling. Well thank you for your services Bliss, you're doing a great job at being eye candy.
Ash: You pride yourself on being able to go toe to toe with your brothers, well, maybe your parents just had five bitches and you just happened to be the top bitch. It's said that you don't like how much control they tried to have over you, yet there you are, at the side of a man that's second in charge and acts like he's end all be all. You're a two time Sin City Champion and a former North American Champion and you have to sit there and listen to his speeches about how great he is. Why are you second to him, why, because you're letting him hold you back. They say you fear nothing, is that why you hide behind anyone that promises to take care of you. What does the world see, a man force a kiss out of you and then throw you away like a piece of trash in the same night and now we all have to act like you are in some sort of love story. We have to watch this shallow attempt at a relationship while Drake brags to his boys how your tongue feels on his balls. Yeah, you're right, this world should bow down to you and your greatness. Grow the fuck up Kahlan.
Ash: You're a goddess, since when, maybe it's time you pull your head out of Drake's ass and start acting like one.
Ash: Now you want me to bring up your history, I get it, you know my "schtick" and all of the sudden you don't care if I do it. Well, that's fine, you see you and Drake were on the first show of the MPW, where for you people's names were insignificant. Well Drake won his match and wouldn't you know it, his girlfriend was the referee. And now well, you're his girl, which means what, that's right, you're worth is only as good as Drake needs you. Also, did Electra just fade off into the background, I find it all just interesting...well actually I don't, I can't wait until he leaves you in tears and you break his face. That's the only thing I'm truly waiting for, because this union holds no water. It kind of ruins everyone's thoughts of you, because we all thought as men, imagine how hard you have to work to land a "Bliss" and then we see how Drake got you and now you're busy telling the world you're not a slut. You went from proving to the world that you are a goddess to begging people not to see you as a slut. It's kind of like seeing strippers backstage, kills the illusion. Or seeing the build up of Drake Hunter only to realize that I'm going to pumil him until his skull is embedded in my fists and the blood flows and stains the mat. See, you hate me for no reason, this week and at Road 2 Glory, I'm going to give you a reason to hate me, for not only what I do to you, but for what I leave your boyfriend in...shambles. And I'll expose him as the sham he is. Oh and I know you know what happened to Electra, when she left him for Aidan Caine and he called her a whore and things of that nature, that's your future Bliss, enjoy it, revel in it because it's the bed you're making for yourself. You're dealing with a fuckin' man child who thinks he's invincible even though this world has knocked him down repeatedly. You might see that as admirable, but I see that as a sorry sack of shit who hasn't gotten the clue that he isn't ready to be on the level yet. He hasn't earned his stripes and he damn sure doesn't have the credibility.
Ash: You call him a skunk and he uses a woman to beat your brother and now he's the love of your life, give me a fuckin' break. I mean after all Drake did say that Electra has more talent in her baby finger than you and Siren and even went through the trouble of calling you bimbos and bitches, yup. You're right your story is like watching the fuckin' Notebook. You told him that he'd regret underestimating you, well, where is that, where is the regret, he even told you that you weren't worth his time and now he bones you. Good call on that one Bliss, I can see the regret in his eyes as you're sitting on him in reverse cowgirl.
Ash rolls his eyes and sighs.
Ash: I am the champion of a great company, fuck that, the greatest company, and that's because I do horseshit like this.
Ash looks at his title.
Ash: What more do you need Bliss, sure you can see this as jealousy, fuck it, whatever makes you sleep at night and strokes that ego of yours. Just remember, he told you to go seduce Jackson, what does that tell you, that's what he fuckin' thinks of you...and it's hilarious. Well it wasn't as funny as seeing you and Siren beat him and his former friend Apostle Kried, hell he was even under the pin for the three, nice. Perhaps that's the regret, or maybe his regret was when he lost to Chris Michaels someone who seems to get made fun a lot, but hell, even you beat him at High Stakes and Drake couldn't! Nice.
Ash: You see Drake has been in this spot before, remember how much shit he would talk to Johnny Clash, every week before going after the NYCCW title, well that was before Johnny Clash kicked him in the head and kept his title. You see people, he's done this rap before and it's just been so long we've all forgotten, but I didn't. You know I've beaten Drake and Cable along with my partner Aidan Caine who got the pin that night, say, didn't you beat him for the North America Championship, what's that say about Drake, oh yeah what I've been saying all along, he sucks donkey dick.
Ash: What's got you feeling bad is that Roxi, well she beat Laura Tavares, the woman that left you on your back for endless weeks. You see, management saw it fit to have the woman that going to take your title meet the man that is going to KEEP his. Bliss, you may think I kissed your ass but I didn't, you see, you may SEEM dominant but really how many matches have your REALLY fought in, less than fifteen, and you've been here since the first Monday Night Main Event. Now I ask you, do you think that's really good, I mean maybe I was just blowing smoke up your ass and really, your place is best suited on Drake's arm. I mean it won't be so glamorous once he returns the loser, but then again you'll be in the same boat with you having just lost your title to Roxi. I mean how can she not, you say you're the best Sin City Champion and yet you have what, one match a month, wow, just about anyone could make the claims you do, on your schedule. You are a wrestler when you want to be, because it's the only way to get you noticed, and then when you are, you win by your foot accidentally landing on your opponent like Rage or someone helps you. Bliss, you are better than Drake, but that's like saying you're the fastest runner in a polio race.
Ash: It's awesome that you have butterflies just thinking of Drake and how he feels about you, this, being just two weeks away from Drake letting Kuk Killswitch beat you two WOMEN down with chairs, not to mention him distracting you so that Kuk could bicycle kick you in the face, but you're right, it's a match made in retardation. You think it's over, you think he's not going to turn on you the very instant you get in his way. Believe me, all you are is a piece of ass to him and you have him to be right because you play into his hands like a well strung violin. In fact as he goes out there every week, I bet you're the only one listening and listen well because you're going to need something to believe, because when you wake up and look over at that load of crap you have lying next to you and you wonder just how you got there, remember, I WILL be there to tell you that I told you so. I can't help it, it's like a need to be right thing, I guess it's great that I'm a fuckin' genius and never wrong. Roxi is going to beat you and here's why, because she's the one here busting her ass and putting herself in ever important matches, while you have peaked, she's out there every week busting her ass to make sure that MPW recognizes her skills and I have to tell you, I admire that. You may not, but that's only because you believed into everyone's hype. Believing yourself to be untouchable and yet Killswitch knocked you down, a man I simply own kicked your ass and if you try to blame your little boyfriend there, just remember this, I got my ass kicked in the hall way before defending my championship against a former World Champion. You may hate on Johnny Clash and you may not even think he's any good, and before making claims that you can beat him, make sure you pull Kuk's boot from your fuckin' mouth.
Ash: " The ladder of success is best climbed by stepping on the rungs of opportunity." That's what you once yelled at an audience Drake, and how many opportunities have you had in this company. Johnny Clash, your non title match with Trey where your Lights were Out for quite sometime. You see Drake, you and I are going to meet in the middle of that ring at Road 2 Glory and we are going to bring the house down because you see I have no doubt that you think you're going to win and the fact that you are spouting off at the mouth like a hen in the hen house, the last thing you want to do is end up looking like the bitch you are. But don't worry, just like this week, I'm going to make sure that you are the most self conscious man in the world before you face me. I WILL make sure Roxi and I defeat you and the princess there, because that's what the fuck I do and come Road 2 Glory, I'm going to defeat you on the grandest stage of them all and once it's all said and done and you have to return to your little Age of Flatulence crew without a title, it'll be my fuckin' pleasure to be the reason you finally take your fuckin' leave from MPW. You have talked a big game, this whole time, every week and for what, what are you trying to prove, weeks ago, even Bliss said, that she's tired of you having to prove anything to her. And yet, what do you do, you call it the Millenium Punk Show and maybe it is, that'd explain the rating fluxuations because when you're on Battle Grounds, you can hear the world in unison change the fuckin' channel.
Ash: Tell your girlfriend that she should be glad to even be in the main event this week, because the only reason she's there is because she's dating you. While Roxi, she's fuckin' earned it, hell I can't even say that you've earned it at this point, the only match you've won was triple teaming Tristan Slater. Why are you even my opponent at Road 2 Glory when I look at the people that deserve it far more than you. Right now all eyes are on you Drake, I'm used to the attention and if you know anything about me, all I ever do is succeed when all eyes are on me. This week is a taste of what you're in for at Road to Glory, and it's the spot you've become accustomed to every time you face me, you end up in the losers circle. I am what's real and if you are hoping to God or selling your soul to Satan for an upset, there will be....but it's going to be you. You can't win the Sin City Championship and you want to step up to me, because of some stipulation of a rumble. You don't know how to be a man, and you've cut corners every single chance you've gotten. Coming up to my title, I've upset men and women and I've done everything I could to make sure every motherfucker on this roster knows who I am. Every contract that comes through those doors, the first thing they ask, is who is the champ, and forever, they'll respond....Ash Soulsfate.
Ash looks up at the night sky to see almost like the Batsignal in the sky, the Road 2 Glory banner.
Ash: Drake, on that night I will reign supreme, you think my journey ended at the title, catch a fuckin' clue. Tomorrow night at Battle Ground, the sound of your body hitting that mat over and over and the pain on your face is going to all worth it. This will escalate and there will be blood, yours. I will go through hell and high water to keep my title and that should scare the living shit out of you, because this is the place where I live, in excellence. I am the god you pretend to be, and what's the best part of all this. I get to cheap feel Bliss during the match a week before our match. So, I say thank you, because I don't need to be the one that sleeps with her, because I wouldn't want to be there for all the periods, all the relationship crap. I mean if I hold a body slam simply to hold me hand on her ass, it's all because of you, and so I say thank you. What I am going to show Bliss is a true champion, not some carbon copy of someone else's gimmick playing wrestler. I will be an MPW hall of famer, and it'll be all in how I reign as champion and if you think you're costing me my legacy, go ahead and look at my history of matches and you'll see that when people try to take my title, I tend to get a little irritable and wel.. people tend to get hurt. Oh what am I saying, just ask your new cock puppet Kuk, he'll tell you about all the times he went into becoming this emo shell of what he was and how he only became champion when I moved on.
Ash: Oh and Drake, as much as she claims to hate me or be indifferent, just ask yourself one thing....how did I get this?
Ash: I'd show you what she wrote on the back....but I wouldn't want to be the cause of your first break up....fuckin' classless hack.
Ash: You both are in for one of the worst nights of your life, but grit your teeth and hold on to the rails because it's only going to get worse at Road 2 Glory.
Ash smirks and looks out at the night sky before looking at the camera.
Ash: Ignorance is Bliss.....far from it, Bliss is ignorant.....and it's funny that you come out to Careless Whisper, because after this week and Road 2 Glory, people won't even be able to say your names...because they would've already forgotten them.
Ash turns and the camera follows so that the Road 2 Glory sky banner is behind him. He raises his title in the air.
And the camera fades to.....
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