Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2013 10:58:20 GMT -5
The bleating of sheep
[The Rose Garden – Portland, Oregon]
Mackey Boyd strolls through the hallway of The Rose Garden with a burlap bag over his shoulder, something inside the back clinks every once in a while as it brushes against the black t-shirt that says “Eric F#cking Church” on it. A slight brushing sound is made as the inner thigh of his faded blue jeans rubs and the echo of his work boots from his shuffling gate as he makes his way to the interview area. Jay Wyatt waits there with microphone in hand and urges Mackey to take a seat.
Jay Wyatt – Ladies and Gentlemen, with me at this time is Mackey Boyd. Mackey you didn’t really get off on the right foot so to speak in your tag team loss as you debuted with Zero.
Boyd grins at the commentary.
Mackey Boyd – Wasn’t much of a debut now was it?
Wyatt nods solemnly and raises the microphone up again but Boyd rests his hand on Wyatt’s arm preventing him from continuing.
Mackey Boyd – What you think of my debut with a partner I don’t know against a team I had never seen before is not relevant at this time. What is relevant at this time is the garbage that spews from the mouth of The Impaler.
Boyd releases his grip on the arm of Wyatt and allows him to speak.
Jay Wyatt – You mean his comments about being the savior?
Boyd shakes his head and takes the microphone from Wyatt.
Mackey Boyd – it’s obvious you don’t possess the acumen to conduct this interview so I’ll do it myself.
Boyd pauses a moment, but Wyatt just sits there slack jawed.
Mackey Boyd – in other words you may leave now.
Wyatt continues to sit there dumbfounded.
Mackey Boyd – Do you need assistance? Are your legs not working right along with your brain boy? MOVE!
Wyatt bolts from the chair leaving the interview set quickly.
Mackey Boyd – Impaler, what I thought I was getting in a fight with you was a man. What I see and hear from you are the bleating of sheep. I don’t give a damn about Crow’s agenda or yours. All that religious pomp and hot air mean nothing to me. You asked me to look at Soul Shadow….why? You think he is what is wrong with this business? No, he’s just a man that sees things from the wrong perspective. It’s not the wrong perspective because it doesn’t coincide with yours, its wrong because it differs from mine. You are one of the things that is wrong with this company. You’re old and slow and since you couldn’t beat Phoenix Rising, you cling to whatever you can to prolong your pathetic existence. What you are is a sheep being sheaparded along by Crow. You are a shell of what you used to be Impaler. You talk about what you have done in the past in other places, but what have you done here other than get your tail kicked by SS and his partner? I’ll tell you what you have done…nothing.
Mackey Boyd - Swamp People eh? Yeah I was raised on the bayous in Louisiana that is a fact. You show your ignorance by talking about people you know nothing about. Its Louisiana not Kentucky. You see I am somewhat of a child prodigy in my family, I excelled in chemistry in High School and graduated from College when I was nineteen. If you think that powder that went in your eyes was a bitch, wait until you see what is in the bag. It’s a little jar of happiness, you have heard me speak of being almost immune to the venom of water moccasin’s right? I wonder if you are.
Boyd digs out a simple mason jar and shows it to the camera, the jar is filled with a clear liquid. He unscrews the top and takes a drink. He throws his head back and sighs with contentment. As the camera zooms in on his face you can see is pupils dilate slightly.
Mackey Boyd – You keep clinging to whatever it is you believe in Impaler, you want to think that Crow is some kind of savior and that you are spreading his message. Fine by me, but I’ll continue to believe in the one being who has never let me down….me. I’m not worried about someone interfering in our match, you see I didn’t come to MPW alone. We are biding our time and when the time is right for us we will lower the boom on whoever is in the way. My friends are just waiting in wings so to speak, waiting for me to say I’m ready to reveal the alliance that will take all the sheep like you Impaler and lead them to slaughter. Angels my ass!
Boyd tosses the microphone into the empty chair and leaves the set.
[Fade to black]
[The Rose Garden – Portland, Oregon]
Mackey Boyd strolls through the hallway of The Rose Garden with a burlap bag over his shoulder, something inside the back clinks every once in a while as it brushes against the black t-shirt that says “Eric F#cking Church” on it. A slight brushing sound is made as the inner thigh of his faded blue jeans rubs and the echo of his work boots from his shuffling gate as he makes his way to the interview area. Jay Wyatt waits there with microphone in hand and urges Mackey to take a seat.
Jay Wyatt – Ladies and Gentlemen, with me at this time is Mackey Boyd. Mackey you didn’t really get off on the right foot so to speak in your tag team loss as you debuted with Zero.
Boyd grins at the commentary.
Mackey Boyd – Wasn’t much of a debut now was it?
Wyatt nods solemnly and raises the microphone up again but Boyd rests his hand on Wyatt’s arm preventing him from continuing.
Mackey Boyd – What you think of my debut with a partner I don’t know against a team I had never seen before is not relevant at this time. What is relevant at this time is the garbage that spews from the mouth of The Impaler.
Boyd releases his grip on the arm of Wyatt and allows him to speak.
Jay Wyatt – You mean his comments about being the savior?
Boyd shakes his head and takes the microphone from Wyatt.
Mackey Boyd – it’s obvious you don’t possess the acumen to conduct this interview so I’ll do it myself.
Boyd pauses a moment, but Wyatt just sits there slack jawed.
Mackey Boyd – in other words you may leave now.
Wyatt continues to sit there dumbfounded.
Mackey Boyd – Do you need assistance? Are your legs not working right along with your brain boy? MOVE!
Wyatt bolts from the chair leaving the interview set quickly.
Mackey Boyd – Impaler, what I thought I was getting in a fight with you was a man. What I see and hear from you are the bleating of sheep. I don’t give a damn about Crow’s agenda or yours. All that religious pomp and hot air mean nothing to me. You asked me to look at Soul Shadow….why? You think he is what is wrong with this business? No, he’s just a man that sees things from the wrong perspective. It’s not the wrong perspective because it doesn’t coincide with yours, its wrong because it differs from mine. You are one of the things that is wrong with this company. You’re old and slow and since you couldn’t beat Phoenix Rising, you cling to whatever you can to prolong your pathetic existence. What you are is a sheep being sheaparded along by Crow. You are a shell of what you used to be Impaler. You talk about what you have done in the past in other places, but what have you done here other than get your tail kicked by SS and his partner? I’ll tell you what you have done…nothing.
Mackey Boyd - Swamp People eh? Yeah I was raised on the bayous in Louisiana that is a fact. You show your ignorance by talking about people you know nothing about. Its Louisiana not Kentucky. You see I am somewhat of a child prodigy in my family, I excelled in chemistry in High School and graduated from College when I was nineteen. If you think that powder that went in your eyes was a bitch, wait until you see what is in the bag. It’s a little jar of happiness, you have heard me speak of being almost immune to the venom of water moccasin’s right? I wonder if you are.
Boyd digs out a simple mason jar and shows it to the camera, the jar is filled with a clear liquid. He unscrews the top and takes a drink. He throws his head back and sighs with contentment. As the camera zooms in on his face you can see is pupils dilate slightly.
Mackey Boyd – You keep clinging to whatever it is you believe in Impaler, you want to think that Crow is some kind of savior and that you are spreading his message. Fine by me, but I’ll continue to believe in the one being who has never let me down….me. I’m not worried about someone interfering in our match, you see I didn’t come to MPW alone. We are biding our time and when the time is right for us we will lower the boom on whoever is in the way. My friends are just waiting in wings so to speak, waiting for me to say I’m ready to reveal the alliance that will take all the sheep like you Impaler and lead them to slaughter. Angels my ass!
Boyd tosses the microphone into the empty chair and leaves the set.
[Fade to black]