So in your own blood you'll
bathe...
And I won't stop until I put this mother f*cker in his
f*ckin' grave...
And I can say this once again...
You can cry, but you'll still die...
There'll be no tears in the end...
---the time has
come...for everyone to clean up their own backyards...
before they go knockin' on their neighbors door. remicho,
a man they call
the Saint. Jostrodomus....some sort of fucked up psychic
name....what does
it all mean? let me look into the future for you fellas.
this one's easy to predict
cuz you bastards will never...and I mean NEVER see us
comin'...we're like
that....but what does it matter? Another win for the
Premier Athlete in the BWO &
The Only 1 That Matters...---
Taped
Date: Friday August 18th, 2000
Air Date: Saturday August 19th, 2000
Taped Time: 3:30 p.m. local time
Place: Skarrphace's mansion home, Los Angeles, CA
-[ The scene fades
in from the fuzz on your screen, as the words disappear.
You see in front of you the large double doors
leading to the inner sanctum of Skarrphace's mansion
home. The doors part, and inside you go. Soon you hear
the sound of
music coming from the study down the hall, the music
echos down the marble hallway and hits you clearly. You
start to make
your way down there and soon you stand in the doorway of
the study. You open the door and you see Skarrphace
sitting at his
conference table with a couple of men you don't
recognize. One man sits there across from Skarrphace
dressed in a all black
business suit, the other in a cream-colored suit. The man
in the black suit shakes Skarrphace's hand and the two
men you do not
recognize get up and leave the room, passing you on their
way out. You step through the door in time to notice
Skarrphace staring
at you. You take a step back, as his glare pierces you. ]-
Skarrphace : Well now...how long were YOU
standing there?
Johnny
Red : Only a few
seconds, Mr. Skarrphace....not long enough to...
Skarrphace : You heard nothing and you saw
nothing....make sure this part gets edited out or you and
I will have some serious problems between us. Understand?
Johnny
Red : Sure thing,
Mr. Skarrphace. Thanks for seeing me on such short
notice. I imagine you've been keeping up with the
interviews directed towards you in recent days...
Skarrphace : I have. What of them?
Johnny
Red : Well, I
figured you'd have some sort of comment directed towards
the individuals responsible for their words, so I wanted
to give you the floor...
Skarrphace : *moving to a large
overstuffed chair near the window* Johnny, in all the months you've
known me, have I ever been short for words when it comes
to the many idiots that think they can take the 'Phace
down?
Johnny
Red : *moving to a
chair opposite of Skarrphace* No, 'Phace I guess you haven't....
Skarrphace : One of the things that amazes
me the most about this matchup is how easily Joz and
Remicho have tricked themselves into thinking they
actually have a chance against the likes of Linx and
myself. I mean, think about it for a minute...Scott Linx,
BWO National Champion....has held titles in so many
organizations it's not even funny....the Premier Athlete
in the business, not just the BWO. He is simply one of
the best of all time. Then you have myself, the 'Phace,
the Only 1 That Matters...and well, titles or no titles,
I'm so f*ckin' good that it's NOT funny. And you team the
two of us up....Linx and 'Phace....together as a tag
team? That's scary for anybody that wants to face us, I
can assure you of that....scary.
Johnny
Red : Adam King
recently has some things to say about you...
Skarrphace : Adam King....we've come a long
way haven't we? Fame and fortune, title after title, bank
account after bank account. Yeah, we had an agreement on
that penthouse, but you disappeared. I had a chance to
cut my losses so I did, and I refinanced it under new
tennants. But you sit there and say how I've
changed....King, it's YOU that's changed. Look at you.
You've let yourself go. You're not the finely tuned
machine I once knew you as. You've gotten lazy...success
has made you lazy. But you're still one of the best ever,
and I'll give you that. I got nothing against you
personally....so I'd suggest leaving my name out of your
interviews from now on unless you truly gotta beef with
the 'Phace, because even though I used to consider you
one of my closest friends, I won't hesitate to beat you
down if your actions provoke it. In fact...we never got
to see who was the Man in the GFWA did we....King versus
'Phace....
Johnny
Red : Are you
challenging Adam King?!
Skarrphace : I challenge nobody. I demand
what I get. If I wanted a match with King, I'd get it,
and if I were to face him, I'd beat him. End of story. I
don't lose. The only person that can beat Skarrphace is
Skarrphace. Understand? I'm the only one that can hold me
down. Not Berg, not Fission, not NGN, not King, not
anybody. This is MY f*ckin' show, my goddamn league, and
from the top to the bottom, who do they all look up to?
Me. Who do I trust? Me. Who is the f*ckin' ICON? Me. When
they want their sh*t done tighter, who do they come to?
Me. Check the credits man, I'm always there...in the
background, whispering....The strength of what I possess
is so much greater than all these fools have
combined...that's why I can say what I say and do what I
do and get away with it....
Johnny
Red : I also heard a
rumor that you have a beef with Steve Douglas...
Skarrphace : Steve Douglas....sh*t....what
a f*ckin' loser. Listen Douglas, do me a favor. Stay the
hell out of my way on Tuesday night. In fact, it might do
you good to stay the hell away from the arena entirely.
You don't have a match, and I'm sure your buddies Fission
and NGN won't mind if you take a night off. Because if I
do happen to hear that you're inside the arena, and you
actually have the balls to leave your dressing
room...*pauses*....nah, f*ck that....even if you don't
have the balls to leave your dressing room, I'll find
your ass and make you wish you never f*ckin' crossed the
'Phace. You're a has-been, Douglas....and do you know
what I do with has-beens? I turn 'em into a
"never-was"...so just show up on Tuesday and
see what happens to you. You'll get to see
first-f*ckin'-hand why they call me the Only 1 That
Matters...bitch. Now get out, Johnny.
-[ Johnny Red gets
up and starts out the door. Skarrphace just sits in his
chair, breathing heavily as you exit. The
large double doors that you came into the mansion from
originally open up and who walks in but Adam King.
King starts one direction and then starts down the
hallway towards you. As he passes by, he knocks the
camera
off the cameraman's shoulders, causing the scene to go
blank. ]-
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