Post by Press1269 on Feb 8, 2016 6:07:41 GMT
**Johnny Storm walks up the ramp way angrily after stomping a hole in Sebastian Bock...one of his closest allies. Griff Truxell follows him in hot pursuit, as Storm throws the curtain out of his way with authority. As he steps through, he see's Fury who smirks at him, causeing Storm to start towards him. Griff grabs him by the arm, and exchanges an unheard word to Fury, as he directs Storm who has his eyes locked on MJ Francis with a set and angry jaw. The two's laughter is heard as they walk down the hallway. Storm throws a side door open wildly, and starts outside to an empty parking lot except for He and Griff. He growls angrily, and throws a stiff kick into a car's head light, and it explodes in under his foot. He then steps over to a support collum helping to hold the arena up. He leans against it, and then looks to Griff who's mouth is still somewhat slack Jawwed.**
Griff: What the f*ck was that?!?
Johnny Storm: What was what? That.....That was Steven Fury being a God Damn Ass Hole! That was MJ Francis being the bottom feeding ho she is! You know that Son of a Bitch always runs his damn mouth like he actually counts to anyone anmore. He gave up his God Damn right to run his mouth when he sold out! That's right.....He sold the F*ck out! He dropped wrestling to go on into the Presidential office....before he got a piece of me! HE RAN FROM ME!! And He knows it!
Griff: Johnny...I agree Fury is a prick, but I don't think you believe that? I mean what the hell was that with Bock! Why the hell did you hit him?
**Storm's eyes calm down as the question enters his mind. Why did he strike Sebastian Bock? Good question....it was almost like instinct. He also knew that what he had to say about Steven Fury was just pent up frustration. He respected Fury.....that is when he was'nt being a complete Dick. He slanked down against the collumn, and angrily put his hands up on his knees. All of a sudden Alek Cage burst through the doors leading out to the parking lot. He see's Griff Standing there with his hand over his forehead. Griff drops his forehead, and looks over to him. Cage comes over, and looks down at Storm wildly.**
Cage: What the F*ck was that? Bock is livid.....It was all I could do to get him to go the other way, and calm down! He's crazy you know!
**Storm's eyes roll at the mention of this, and looks back over to some graffitti on a wall. He lets in a few deep breaths in and out, and then gets to his feet, and turns to Cage.**
Johnny Storm: I need you to go and jump on a GWA cameracrew. Tell them to come to me tomorrow, that I need an interview. Send someone experienced. I'll be at my Beverly Hills Estate, and they will get the inside scoop on my actions!
**Cage starts to say something back in response, but Storm cuts him off with a wave of his hand. Cage unsatisfied turns still in confusion, and starts back through the doors. Griff looks to Storm, and shakes his head from side to side as if in disbelief.**
Griff: I can't believe this. We plan all this time for this big debut, this big event. AND in one night it's ruined! Jesus....lets get back to the Estate, and worry about this later.
**Storm turns to Griff and nods, and suddenly the doors bust open once again. This Time Sebastian Bock comes rushing out, and makes a B-Line right for Storm with strong intentions. Griff cuts him off at the pass trying to subdue him, and talk with him, as Storm hops into his limo, and it pulls off quickly. As Storm looks out of the back glass, he watches on as Bock throws Griff's hands off of him, and points at him questioningly. Griff throws his hands up in an "I Don't Know" look. The limo speeds off as Storm turns back in his seat to face the driver. He gives him directions, as he pours himself a drink. A song comes over the radio, and Storm listens intently, as his eyes shoot open as if a light bulb had just went on. He quickly jumps on the phone, and starts dialing numbers of offices he owns around California. An Idea had been born, and it would be revealed on GWA TV!**
STORMS BEVERLY HILLS ESTATE
OCTOBER 5TH, 2000
**Johnny Storm awoke from his slumber. After the events that occured on Insurrection, he was even a little surprised at how easily he got to sleep. He started out of the bed right for the bathroom. After a shower, and slipping into some comfortable clothes. Namely a pair of black sweats and a DMX:I Shed Blood T-Shirt. Storm then walks out of the bedroom, and starts downstairs to the kitchen. He stopped, realizing that the house was deathly quiet. There was usually someone cleaning, or fixing something to eat, or at least some noise from others talking. Nothing. He forgot he had let the people take an early vacation. He was completely by himself. Storm however was far from being someone who could'nt fend for himself. He opens the refridgerator, and pulls out some eggs...some bacon...and a few other items. He turns on the radio, and as he does Eminem: The Way I Am comes blareing over the speakers. He pulls out a few pans, and starts working away..but listens to the words all the while.**
Emenim on the Radio:
I sit back with this pack that zig-zags and this bag and this weed that gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this earth and since birth I've been cursed with this curse that just curses that just blurts and biserk and bizarre shit that works and it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensing these sickenings get and the stress thats been eating me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully but at least have the descency in you to leave me alone when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter to not come and speak to me. I don't know you and No I don't owe you a muther F*cking thing I'm not Mr. N'sync I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. friendly I can be a prick if you tip me my tank is on empty.....no patience is in me and if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet in the air and I don't care who was there and who saw me just Dogg you well call you a lawyer file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the court room and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of argueing I don't mean to be mean but thats all I can be is just me.
and I am whatever you say I am, If I was'nt then why would I say I am, in the paper in the news everyday I am..Radio won't even play my jams.......I don't know it's just the way I am!
Sometimes I just feel like my father I hate to be bothered by all of this non-sense thats constant, Oh it's his lyrical content that's all guilty conscious that's gotten such rotten responses and all of this contraversy circles me and it seems like the media imidiatlly points a finger at me so I point one back at them, but not the index or pinky, or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a F*ck. When you won't just put up with the Bull Sh!t they pull cause they pull the shit too...when a dudes getting bullied and shoots up his school. And they blame it on Marlyn and the Heroine Where were the parents at and look where it's at...Middle America now it's a tragedy now its so sad to see in upper classity Having this happening..attacking the norm cause I rap this way but I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn in this permanent eye and in turn....
and I am whatever you say I am, If I was'nt then why would I say I am, in the paper in the news everyday I am...Radio won't even play my jams......I don't know it's just the way I am!
I'm so sick and tired of being admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and drop from my label and stop with the fables I'm not going to be able to top what my name is...people holding to some popping sensations that got me rotation at Rocking Roll Stations and I just do not have the patience to deal with these cocky caucasions....who think I'm some wigger who trys to be black who talks with an accent and grab on my balls so they all always keep asking the same F*cking questions what school did I go to and what Hood I grew up in the who why the what when and how till i'm grabbing my hair and tearing it out...cause they driveing me crazy and I can't take it I'm raceing, I'm paceing, I stand, and I sit and I'm thankful for every fan that I get, but I can't take a shit in the bathroom without someone standing by it, NO I won't sign your autograph you can call me an asshole I'm Glad Cause....
I am whatever you say I am, If I was'nt then why would I say I am, in the paper in the news everyday I am...Radio won't even play my jams.....I don't know it's just the way I am!
**Storm smiles as if he actually relates with this person on the other end of the airwaves. This person was so different from him, yet the message was all the same. It was simple, and no one even acted like they could figure it out. Storm understood the simple truths of the Gladiator Wrestling Association. There were several talents, but what the other people did'nt understand, was without him they would'nt have a prayer. Without Johnny Storm who would give Chris Damm the competition that he's gotten? Even though Chris Damm acts like he's so much better than everyone, it's a repetitive act that he can't always back up. Something he can't always stand firm against. Without Johnny Storm where would that leave pathetic wretches like The Circle Jerkers? Without Storm's supervision how would Cage & Bock fare in the GWA? Bock never even got the chance to get his hands on a title untill he took him under his wing. Cage was restrained by circumstance, but now...was in the thick of the Circle's problems...specifically Trace VanReardon. The only person who was not revolving around Johnny Storm was Griff, and Skylar Thomas. Two very capable, and worthwhile opponents. Luckily Storm had no problems with Skylar...and had Griff on his side. With those two exceptions...where would the GWA be without him? Who would give Steven Fury more of a headache? Who would carry the audacity? Chris Carpenter...In one brief encounter Johnny Storm elevated the young talent up to Main Event status, by giving him an ass kicking he would'nt forget. If it were'nt for Johnny Storm, Chris Carpenter would still be left in a pile of useless wrestlers who lack the one God Given thing that can elevate you in this buisness, and that is Talent. Something that some people in this fed know nothing about. In his first Event, he was automatically brought into the fray by Chris Damm. Now he can take credit for helping elevate Storm, but he knows as well as the roster does, that it was an act that was inevitable. Johnny Storm did'nt need anyone, but has taken upon himself to usher in a New Wave of Violence. Much like this artist on the radio, he has managed to piss just about everyone off at one point in time, and it's this ability...this talent that will keep him in the status of Main Event. There are two ways to view Storm....that's either in Jealousy...or in Hatred....but there will always be respect between the two. If you don't have that respect, then you become a product of Mediocrity such as Mary Jane Francis. Someone who thinks she is in real power..someone who thinks she has a higher intelligence level than everyone around, when in reality if you were to pop her bubble, she would realize that in the grand scheme of things she is nothing. Nothing. There are people in this life that will become legends. Steven Fury, Chris Damm, Johnny Storm, Sebastian Bock, Griff Truxell, Skylar Thomas.....these to list just a few. MJ Franicis will forever be known as someone who stands behind or under the legend, but never the legend herself. It must be discouraging sometimes, to be some who sucks so badly. Litterally, or that's the idea given from the other people she's been with. As Soon as Fury finds better, the love will disolve, and he will see her for what she is. A has been...someone who's tyring desperately to hold on to what she had..but the word is HAD! There is a New Wave of Violence, and Storm holds it over the heads of others giving it a name, and a purpose. The Methods Of Violence. The MOV. Others usher in this game, such as Chris Damm. The way he handled the Circle, was the way men handle things. That's the way Storm handles things. The way Skylar handles things. MJ Francis will always handle things the way she always has....standing behind someone, and watching from the sidelines. Courage is a lacking thing within her, and I hope that God has mercy on her soul, if she continues. For she will be ended. Her chapter in life will be closed, and it does'nt matter who pulls the trigger...it will be everyone's victory, cause her actual life does not even Matter! The thoughts leave Storm as his breakfast is ready, and he places the food in a plate. He then starts to sit down and eat. As he does, the phone begins to ring, as Storm stands and heads over to the phone. He lifts it up, and answers with the usual Hello. Griff Truxell can be heard, obviously in a Bar of some sorts as it is noisy in the back ground. He informs Storm of some things, and the two agree to meet later at a restaurant Storm owned across town. The phone was hung up, as Storm shook his head, and sat down and ate his breakfast.**
JE' MALES RESTAURANT
SEPTEMBER 5TH,2000
**Johnny Storm's limo pulls up outside, as he gets up and starts into the restaurant. It is still mid-day, so many people are not expecting his arrival, and there are no Reporters present to jump all over his unexpected visit. Little of them realize that he owns the restaurant, but it matters little to him, as long as Griff is waiting within. As he enters the double doors he see's Griff sitting at the bar sipping on a drink. He starts towards Griff, and sits down on a stool next to him. He orders a drink from the bar tender, and awaits the questions to follow.**
Griff: So what's the deal Johnny? Huh? Why the hell did you stir that up with Bock?
Johnny Storm: Consider it a lesson Griff. I took that guy in under my wing, I made him a member of this group. I gave him the frame of mind to finish the job on OutLaw, and the insight to get over on Damm.......but he made one mistake. As soon as he heard that I was his opponent, he did'nt turn to face me face to face. When Johnny Storm is scheduled to fight....then I'm going to kick the shit out of them any chance I can get. If he takes it personal, that is his own buisness, and will become my advantage. We do not pull scams where I push Bock and he falls down allowing me a win on him for the belt. This isn't some idiotic fued that is brewing, it is a wrestling lesson.....pure and simple. I proclaim to usher in this new Wave of Violence, and I'll attack anyone that stands in my way.....even if that involves Bock! This is just buisness...if he can't understand it...then perhaps he does'nt fit in with our little band of warriors.
Griff: I think you are just a little bit upset with Fury. Cut the kid a break though....He'll eventually calm down, you'll have one hell of a match, and walk back out the door stable mates. Oh yeah, I got a call from Cage. Bock's having problems with his lady......said something about her getting upset about something, and Bock going off on her. She left him for the night, but returned that morning.
Johnny Storm: Listen Griff....I really don't have time for that right now. He'll just have to suck it up, and focus. Not that it will matter. Whether his mind is completely on me, or he's thinking about her....I'll walk right over him, and remind him why I put this band together.
OK....OK! Jesus Johnny...What the hell happened to that rich asshole...now your just an......asshole!
Johnny Storm: (while letting out a laugh) I though you wanted rid of the rich part?
Griff: Ha! Oh yeah! Well, I'll see ya later, I got some buisness to take care of. Don't worry to hard about Bock.....HA!
**Storm smirks as Griff passes by him ane exits out the door. As he starts in on the lunch they brought while he and Griff were talking, Ross Bobby is able to snake his way through the door without Storm seeing him. Bobby sneaks forward with out saying a word, and sits down as if he were a normal customer next to Storm. At first Johnny does'nt reckognize him, but as he eats, and examines the mirror out in front of him, he looks over sneedly to see Bobby haveing a drink. Ross then turns to Storm, and raises his eyebrow in surprise as if he had no Idea Storm was sitting there.**
Ross: WOW! What a surprise! Johnny Storm! How ya doing?
Johnny Storm: surprise indeed.....so what are you doing here Ross. We are'nt scheduled for an interview untill later on in the afternoon. What are you doing here?
Ross: Just passing the time...(as he says that a cameraman comes up from out of no where with a camera pointed at Storm, who rolls his eyes at Bobby)
Johnny Storm: I think maybe your a sack of sh!t Ross. I think maybe your an ass. I think maybe....just maybe your the worst liar that i've ever heard. So lets get this over with...you ask you idiotic questions, and I take over this interview, and make it a four star quality promo.
Ross: (ahem)Very well whatever you want. (turns to the the cameraman, and pulls out a secretly revealed mic) Hello everyone, we are here today on a field report with "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm. Now Mr. Storm...as you know you have Sebastian Bock at Wendsday Insurrection....do you have any thoughts on that.....and were you informed that it is now, a ladder match!
Johnny Storm: Wall as usual I have plenty of things to say, but no....I have'nt been informed that it would be a ladder match. That does put a different spin on things. Cause lets face it, who's used to these kind of matches? Me or Mr. Bock? It's obvious that I've walked through just about the most horrific matches in the GWA, but I'm afraid that Mr. Bock has only had a few chances at some descent competition let alone actual suicidal matches. Let's face it.....OutLaw does'nt deserve a Gladiator Title shot....just like he did'nt deserve the Falconer title the first time. It's time for you people to understand that I am going to deliver a New Wave of Violence upon the wrestlers here in the GWA. This goes beyond tasors........this goes beyond the realm of human comprehension Bobby. Electrifed Barbed Wired.....Cage Matches....Ladder Matches......all childs play into some of the matches we are going to introduce to this Federation. You should feel privledged to be apart of it Ross....to bear witness. So why don't we get on with this interview before I have to instrument some of this upon you.
Ross:(coughs chokeing on his drink) um...er....yes. Um....One question on peoples minds...is why did you hit Sebastian Bock...why are you not upset by this descision?
Johnny Storm: quite simple actually....The Methods Of Violence are composed of four of the most talented and powerful individuals in the wrestling world. It's actually something we are going to have to become accustomed too. Faceing each other that is....cause besides the Chris Damm's, and the Skylar Thomas' who else could possiably give us as much competition than we. Not a damn one of the talentless F*cks in this federation. It's qutie simply amazing that some of them have gotten as far as they have. Besides, we have people like the Circle trying to take control of a company that is already been decided when I showed up. Steven Fury can run his mouth about being the surpreme ruler, but he is nothing but the match maker, and I am the star. He gave up that right when he took his name out of the hat, and became an official, and not a talent. The only regret I have out of that descision is that I did'nt get to give him an ass kicking that he well deserved. Now......Why did I hit Bock! He is an opponent. I took young Bock in under my wing, and I think it's a disapointment to me that he did'nt attack me first. Opponents deserve no mercy, and if he thinks I'm going to give him any he's foolish. There will be no bullsh!t conclusions, there will only be a winnner, and a champion, and if I have to kill my pal to get it.......then I guess that's what he's got to look forward. So I suggest that you Mr. Bock open your eyes, and see the bigger picture. You know me.....You know who, what, and how I am......you know that I won't take our friendship into consideration...not while I'm in the ring! Not while I'm dragging you bloody body from one ring post to another. Will I beat you.......that is an obvious answer...but I'm not going to throw it in your face, but you know and I know. SO why don't you focus on this match.....possiably the biggest match up of your career, and be prepaired to be elevated to a new level....to a higher bracett of competitor......cause whether my past opponents want to admit it.....because of me they are the big good guys that they are. Because of me they get cheered, and I get booed, and because of me they are now elevated to a higher existance of talent. Hell....even Chris Carpenter got a boost just by me reckognizing him and stomping his ass! The People on this Roster All Know me! I'm still hated by most cause I'm better than most. I'm the same God Damn Son of A B!tch that walked up and tasored Fury and Damm all at the same damn time! I'm the same guy who threw myself off the rampway to the concrete just to pull Damm off with me! I'm the same jack ass who kicked the sh!t out of Chris Carpenter in the back stage area, I'm the same Son of A B!TCH who would order something like Stephanie Connor's attack at the hands of Alek Cage! Sometimes I wish it had been me....I wish it had been me that had ordered it...the one that had that bitch dropped like the bad habit she is. Habit to Trace anyways. So I'm a suspect Trace......you gonna attack me to Trace......well that's fine with me...but you better do a better job than you did to Alek Cage, cause I'll make sure to find you later to beat the sh!t out of you, and if you persist after you're laying in a pool of your own God Damn Blood! Then that's when I will do something to Stephanie Connor, and Trace....I'll make sure she's dead! So go find yourself another scape goat, cause I'm not someone you want to play with! Yeah, I've heard the warnings over and over, Steven Fury does'nt need to cuss to give a good promo.....Well I do, so F*ck him and F*ck you too.(ooc: Listened to a little to much Slim Shadey this week....LOL) You all can kiss my ass if you don't like my methods, cuase you are all simply victoms. Victoms to society, to the wrestling buisness, to these fans wishes, and to the Methods of Violence! I don't care what any of you think....i don't care what any of you claim, because one thing is for sure! You don't ever seem to claim the truth! And that is I am the one and true talent representing this god forsaken federation. I'll take care of my buisness, and if you happen to fall in the sights of that buisness....may God have mercy on your worthless souls! Bock, listen up, and listen well. Your best bet is to get in that ring, hand over that title, cause I'm not jokeing, and I will kill you for just a little gold! Cause I have the most Fantastic body, the most Fantastic face, and soon I'll have GWA gold around my Fantastic waist! Sebastian Bock, be prepaired to be Fantastically Eliminated!
Ross: Those are some interesting comments Mr. Storm, and well said...despite the language......but can you honestly take Sebastian Bock so lightly? He is Falconer Champion & Legion Tag Champion. Are you sure you've got his number....
Johnny Storm: First off Ross.......let me ask you a question. Before I took Bock in under my wing, did he get one title shot? Did he even get a chance to prove himself?
Ross: (sits with his chin on his fist as if in thought, and then looks back to Storm) Actually......I don't think he did.....what are you saying, surely you can't try and take credit for that? Surely you are'nt saying........
**As Ross Bobby continues talking Storm simply stands, and starts towards the door. Ross jumps to his feet following Storm all the way out, talking and asking him questions about his last few comments. Storm climbs into his limo, and Ross sticks his face into the limo still continueing to talk. Suddenly Bobby's body is propelled out of the doorway of the limo, and Fantastic slams the door, and the limo screeches off. Bobby lands flat on his ass, rolling up and over! He rubs his rear, and angrily gets to his feet. He then looks to the cameraman....**
Let's get that to the production truck.
**With that both men start walking towards their car, in which the get in, and it also slinks off down the road.**
Griff: What the f*ck was that?!?
Johnny Storm: What was what? That.....That was Steven Fury being a God Damn Ass Hole! That was MJ Francis being the bottom feeding ho she is! You know that Son of a Bitch always runs his damn mouth like he actually counts to anyone anmore. He gave up his God Damn right to run his mouth when he sold out! That's right.....He sold the F*ck out! He dropped wrestling to go on into the Presidential office....before he got a piece of me! HE RAN FROM ME!! And He knows it!
Griff: Johnny...I agree Fury is a prick, but I don't think you believe that? I mean what the hell was that with Bock! Why the hell did you hit him?
**Storm's eyes calm down as the question enters his mind. Why did he strike Sebastian Bock? Good question....it was almost like instinct. He also knew that what he had to say about Steven Fury was just pent up frustration. He respected Fury.....that is when he was'nt being a complete Dick. He slanked down against the collumn, and angrily put his hands up on his knees. All of a sudden Alek Cage burst through the doors leading out to the parking lot. He see's Griff Standing there with his hand over his forehead. Griff drops his forehead, and looks over to him. Cage comes over, and looks down at Storm wildly.**
Cage: What the F*ck was that? Bock is livid.....It was all I could do to get him to go the other way, and calm down! He's crazy you know!
**Storm's eyes roll at the mention of this, and looks back over to some graffitti on a wall. He lets in a few deep breaths in and out, and then gets to his feet, and turns to Cage.**
Johnny Storm: I need you to go and jump on a GWA cameracrew. Tell them to come to me tomorrow, that I need an interview. Send someone experienced. I'll be at my Beverly Hills Estate, and they will get the inside scoop on my actions!
**Cage starts to say something back in response, but Storm cuts him off with a wave of his hand. Cage unsatisfied turns still in confusion, and starts back through the doors. Griff looks to Storm, and shakes his head from side to side as if in disbelief.**
Griff: I can't believe this. We plan all this time for this big debut, this big event. AND in one night it's ruined! Jesus....lets get back to the Estate, and worry about this later.
**Storm turns to Griff and nods, and suddenly the doors bust open once again. This Time Sebastian Bock comes rushing out, and makes a B-Line right for Storm with strong intentions. Griff cuts him off at the pass trying to subdue him, and talk with him, as Storm hops into his limo, and it pulls off quickly. As Storm looks out of the back glass, he watches on as Bock throws Griff's hands off of him, and points at him questioningly. Griff throws his hands up in an "I Don't Know" look. The limo speeds off as Storm turns back in his seat to face the driver. He gives him directions, as he pours himself a drink. A song comes over the radio, and Storm listens intently, as his eyes shoot open as if a light bulb had just went on. He quickly jumps on the phone, and starts dialing numbers of offices he owns around California. An Idea had been born, and it would be revealed on GWA TV!**
STORMS BEVERLY HILLS ESTATE
OCTOBER 5TH, 2000
**Johnny Storm awoke from his slumber. After the events that occured on Insurrection, he was even a little surprised at how easily he got to sleep. He started out of the bed right for the bathroom. After a shower, and slipping into some comfortable clothes. Namely a pair of black sweats and a DMX:I Shed Blood T-Shirt. Storm then walks out of the bedroom, and starts downstairs to the kitchen. He stopped, realizing that the house was deathly quiet. There was usually someone cleaning, or fixing something to eat, or at least some noise from others talking. Nothing. He forgot he had let the people take an early vacation. He was completely by himself. Storm however was far from being someone who could'nt fend for himself. He opens the refridgerator, and pulls out some eggs...some bacon...and a few other items. He turns on the radio, and as he does Eminem: The Way I Am comes blareing over the speakers. He pulls out a few pans, and starts working away..but listens to the words all the while.**
Emenim on the Radio:
I sit back with this pack that zig-zags and this bag and this weed that gives me the shit needed to be the most meanest MC on this earth and since birth I've been cursed with this curse that just curses that just blurts and biserk and bizarre shit that works and it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension dispensing these sickenings get and the stress thats been eating me recently off of this chest and I rest again peacefully but at least have the descency in you to leave me alone when you freaks see me out in the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter to not come and speak to me. I don't know you and No I don't owe you a muther F*cking thing I'm not Mr. N'sync I'm not what your friends think I'm not Mr. friendly I can be a prick if you tip me my tank is on empty.....no patience is in me and if you offend me I'm lifting you ten feet in the air and I don't care who was there and who saw me just Dogg you well call you a lawyer file you a lawsuit I'll smile in the court room and buy you a wardrobe I'm tired of argueing I don't mean to be mean but thats all I can be is just me.
and I am whatever you say I am, If I was'nt then why would I say I am, in the paper in the news everyday I am..Radio won't even play my jams.......I don't know it's just the way I am!
Sometimes I just feel like my father I hate to be bothered by all of this non-sense thats constant, Oh it's his lyrical content that's all guilty conscious that's gotten such rotten responses and all of this contraversy circles me and it seems like the media imidiatlly points a finger at me so I point one back at them, but not the index or pinky, or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up when you don't give a F*ck. When you won't just put up with the Bull Sh!t they pull cause they pull the shit too...when a dudes getting bullied and shoots up his school. And they blame it on Marlyn and the Heroine Where were the parents at and look where it's at...Middle America now it's a tragedy now its so sad to see in upper classity Having this happening..attacking the norm cause I rap this way but I'm glad cause they feed me the fuel that I need for the fire to burn in this permanent eye and in turn....
and I am whatever you say I am, If I was'nt then why would I say I am, in the paper in the news everyday I am...Radio won't even play my jams......I don't know it's just the way I am!
I'm so sick and tired of being admired that I wish that I would just die or get fired and drop from my label and stop with the fables I'm not going to be able to top what my name is...people holding to some popping sensations that got me rotation at Rocking Roll Stations and I just do not have the patience to deal with these cocky caucasions....who think I'm some wigger who trys to be black who talks with an accent and grab on my balls so they all always keep asking the same F*cking questions what school did I go to and what Hood I grew up in the who why the what when and how till i'm grabbing my hair and tearing it out...cause they driveing me crazy and I can't take it I'm raceing, I'm paceing, I stand, and I sit and I'm thankful for every fan that I get, but I can't take a shit in the bathroom without someone standing by it, NO I won't sign your autograph you can call me an asshole I'm Glad Cause....
I am whatever you say I am, If I was'nt then why would I say I am, in the paper in the news everyday I am...Radio won't even play my jams.....I don't know it's just the way I am!
**Storm smiles as if he actually relates with this person on the other end of the airwaves. This person was so different from him, yet the message was all the same. It was simple, and no one even acted like they could figure it out. Storm understood the simple truths of the Gladiator Wrestling Association. There were several talents, but what the other people did'nt understand, was without him they would'nt have a prayer. Without Johnny Storm who would give Chris Damm the competition that he's gotten? Even though Chris Damm acts like he's so much better than everyone, it's a repetitive act that he can't always back up. Something he can't always stand firm against. Without Johnny Storm where would that leave pathetic wretches like The Circle Jerkers? Without Storm's supervision how would Cage & Bock fare in the GWA? Bock never even got the chance to get his hands on a title untill he took him under his wing. Cage was restrained by circumstance, but now...was in the thick of the Circle's problems...specifically Trace VanReardon. The only person who was not revolving around Johnny Storm was Griff, and Skylar Thomas. Two very capable, and worthwhile opponents. Luckily Storm had no problems with Skylar...and had Griff on his side. With those two exceptions...where would the GWA be without him? Who would give Steven Fury more of a headache? Who would carry the audacity? Chris Carpenter...In one brief encounter Johnny Storm elevated the young talent up to Main Event status, by giving him an ass kicking he would'nt forget. If it were'nt for Johnny Storm, Chris Carpenter would still be left in a pile of useless wrestlers who lack the one God Given thing that can elevate you in this buisness, and that is Talent. Something that some people in this fed know nothing about. In his first Event, he was automatically brought into the fray by Chris Damm. Now he can take credit for helping elevate Storm, but he knows as well as the roster does, that it was an act that was inevitable. Johnny Storm did'nt need anyone, but has taken upon himself to usher in a New Wave of Violence. Much like this artist on the radio, he has managed to piss just about everyone off at one point in time, and it's this ability...this talent that will keep him in the status of Main Event. There are two ways to view Storm....that's either in Jealousy...or in Hatred....but there will always be respect between the two. If you don't have that respect, then you become a product of Mediocrity such as Mary Jane Francis. Someone who thinks she is in real power..someone who thinks she has a higher intelligence level than everyone around, when in reality if you were to pop her bubble, she would realize that in the grand scheme of things she is nothing. Nothing. There are people in this life that will become legends. Steven Fury, Chris Damm, Johnny Storm, Sebastian Bock, Griff Truxell, Skylar Thomas.....these to list just a few. MJ Franicis will forever be known as someone who stands behind or under the legend, but never the legend herself. It must be discouraging sometimes, to be some who sucks so badly. Litterally, or that's the idea given from the other people she's been with. As Soon as Fury finds better, the love will disolve, and he will see her for what she is. A has been...someone who's tyring desperately to hold on to what she had..but the word is HAD! There is a New Wave of Violence, and Storm holds it over the heads of others giving it a name, and a purpose. The Methods Of Violence. The MOV. Others usher in this game, such as Chris Damm. The way he handled the Circle, was the way men handle things. That's the way Storm handles things. The way Skylar handles things. MJ Francis will always handle things the way she always has....standing behind someone, and watching from the sidelines. Courage is a lacking thing within her, and I hope that God has mercy on her soul, if she continues. For she will be ended. Her chapter in life will be closed, and it does'nt matter who pulls the trigger...it will be everyone's victory, cause her actual life does not even Matter! The thoughts leave Storm as his breakfast is ready, and he places the food in a plate. He then starts to sit down and eat. As he does, the phone begins to ring, as Storm stands and heads over to the phone. He lifts it up, and answers with the usual Hello. Griff Truxell can be heard, obviously in a Bar of some sorts as it is noisy in the back ground. He informs Storm of some things, and the two agree to meet later at a restaurant Storm owned across town. The phone was hung up, as Storm shook his head, and sat down and ate his breakfast.**
JE' MALES RESTAURANT
SEPTEMBER 5TH,2000
**Johnny Storm's limo pulls up outside, as he gets up and starts into the restaurant. It is still mid-day, so many people are not expecting his arrival, and there are no Reporters present to jump all over his unexpected visit. Little of them realize that he owns the restaurant, but it matters little to him, as long as Griff is waiting within. As he enters the double doors he see's Griff sitting at the bar sipping on a drink. He starts towards Griff, and sits down on a stool next to him. He orders a drink from the bar tender, and awaits the questions to follow.**
Griff: So what's the deal Johnny? Huh? Why the hell did you stir that up with Bock?
Johnny Storm: Consider it a lesson Griff. I took that guy in under my wing, I made him a member of this group. I gave him the frame of mind to finish the job on OutLaw, and the insight to get over on Damm.......but he made one mistake. As soon as he heard that I was his opponent, he did'nt turn to face me face to face. When Johnny Storm is scheduled to fight....then I'm going to kick the shit out of them any chance I can get. If he takes it personal, that is his own buisness, and will become my advantage. We do not pull scams where I push Bock and he falls down allowing me a win on him for the belt. This isn't some idiotic fued that is brewing, it is a wrestling lesson.....pure and simple. I proclaim to usher in this new Wave of Violence, and I'll attack anyone that stands in my way.....even if that involves Bock! This is just buisness...if he can't understand it...then perhaps he does'nt fit in with our little band of warriors.
Griff: I think you are just a little bit upset with Fury. Cut the kid a break though....He'll eventually calm down, you'll have one hell of a match, and walk back out the door stable mates. Oh yeah, I got a call from Cage. Bock's having problems with his lady......said something about her getting upset about something, and Bock going off on her. She left him for the night, but returned that morning.
Johnny Storm: Listen Griff....I really don't have time for that right now. He'll just have to suck it up, and focus. Not that it will matter. Whether his mind is completely on me, or he's thinking about her....I'll walk right over him, and remind him why I put this band together.
OK....OK! Jesus Johnny...What the hell happened to that rich asshole...now your just an......asshole!
Johnny Storm: (while letting out a laugh) I though you wanted rid of the rich part?
Griff: Ha! Oh yeah! Well, I'll see ya later, I got some buisness to take care of. Don't worry to hard about Bock.....HA!
**Storm smirks as Griff passes by him ane exits out the door. As he starts in on the lunch they brought while he and Griff were talking, Ross Bobby is able to snake his way through the door without Storm seeing him. Bobby sneaks forward with out saying a word, and sits down as if he were a normal customer next to Storm. At first Johnny does'nt reckognize him, but as he eats, and examines the mirror out in front of him, he looks over sneedly to see Bobby haveing a drink. Ross then turns to Storm, and raises his eyebrow in surprise as if he had no Idea Storm was sitting there.**
Ross: WOW! What a surprise! Johnny Storm! How ya doing?
Johnny Storm: surprise indeed.....so what are you doing here Ross. We are'nt scheduled for an interview untill later on in the afternoon. What are you doing here?
Ross: Just passing the time...(as he says that a cameraman comes up from out of no where with a camera pointed at Storm, who rolls his eyes at Bobby)
Johnny Storm: I think maybe your a sack of sh!t Ross. I think maybe your an ass. I think maybe....just maybe your the worst liar that i've ever heard. So lets get this over with...you ask you idiotic questions, and I take over this interview, and make it a four star quality promo.
Ross: (ahem)Very well whatever you want. (turns to the the cameraman, and pulls out a secretly revealed mic) Hello everyone, we are here today on a field report with "Mr. Fantastic" Johnny Storm. Now Mr. Storm...as you know you have Sebastian Bock at Wendsday Insurrection....do you have any thoughts on that.....and were you informed that it is now, a ladder match!
Johnny Storm: Wall as usual I have plenty of things to say, but no....I have'nt been informed that it would be a ladder match. That does put a different spin on things. Cause lets face it, who's used to these kind of matches? Me or Mr. Bock? It's obvious that I've walked through just about the most horrific matches in the GWA, but I'm afraid that Mr. Bock has only had a few chances at some descent competition let alone actual suicidal matches. Let's face it.....OutLaw does'nt deserve a Gladiator Title shot....just like he did'nt deserve the Falconer title the first time. It's time for you people to understand that I am going to deliver a New Wave of Violence upon the wrestlers here in the GWA. This goes beyond tasors........this goes beyond the realm of human comprehension Bobby. Electrifed Barbed Wired.....Cage Matches....Ladder Matches......all childs play into some of the matches we are going to introduce to this Federation. You should feel privledged to be apart of it Ross....to bear witness. So why don't we get on with this interview before I have to instrument some of this upon you.
Ross:(coughs chokeing on his drink) um...er....yes. Um....One question on peoples minds...is why did you hit Sebastian Bock...why are you not upset by this descision?
Johnny Storm: quite simple actually....The Methods Of Violence are composed of four of the most talented and powerful individuals in the wrestling world. It's actually something we are going to have to become accustomed too. Faceing each other that is....cause besides the Chris Damm's, and the Skylar Thomas' who else could possiably give us as much competition than we. Not a damn one of the talentless F*cks in this federation. It's qutie simply amazing that some of them have gotten as far as they have. Besides, we have people like the Circle trying to take control of a company that is already been decided when I showed up. Steven Fury can run his mouth about being the surpreme ruler, but he is nothing but the match maker, and I am the star. He gave up that right when he took his name out of the hat, and became an official, and not a talent. The only regret I have out of that descision is that I did'nt get to give him an ass kicking that he well deserved. Now......Why did I hit Bock! He is an opponent. I took young Bock in under my wing, and I think it's a disapointment to me that he did'nt attack me first. Opponents deserve no mercy, and if he thinks I'm going to give him any he's foolish. There will be no bullsh!t conclusions, there will only be a winnner, and a champion, and if I have to kill my pal to get it.......then I guess that's what he's got to look forward. So I suggest that you Mr. Bock open your eyes, and see the bigger picture. You know me.....You know who, what, and how I am......you know that I won't take our friendship into consideration...not while I'm in the ring! Not while I'm dragging you bloody body from one ring post to another. Will I beat you.......that is an obvious answer...but I'm not going to throw it in your face, but you know and I know. SO why don't you focus on this match.....possiably the biggest match up of your career, and be prepaired to be elevated to a new level....to a higher bracett of competitor......cause whether my past opponents want to admit it.....because of me they are the big good guys that they are. Because of me they get cheered, and I get booed, and because of me they are now elevated to a higher existance of talent. Hell....even Chris Carpenter got a boost just by me reckognizing him and stomping his ass! The People on this Roster All Know me! I'm still hated by most cause I'm better than most. I'm the same God Damn Son of A B!tch that walked up and tasored Fury and Damm all at the same damn time! I'm the same guy who threw myself off the rampway to the concrete just to pull Damm off with me! I'm the same jack ass who kicked the sh!t out of Chris Carpenter in the back stage area, I'm the same Son of A B!TCH who would order something like Stephanie Connor's attack at the hands of Alek Cage! Sometimes I wish it had been me....I wish it had been me that had ordered it...the one that had that bitch dropped like the bad habit she is. Habit to Trace anyways. So I'm a suspect Trace......you gonna attack me to Trace......well that's fine with me...but you better do a better job than you did to Alek Cage, cause I'll make sure to find you later to beat the sh!t out of you, and if you persist after you're laying in a pool of your own God Damn Blood! Then that's when I will do something to Stephanie Connor, and Trace....I'll make sure she's dead! So go find yourself another scape goat, cause I'm not someone you want to play with! Yeah, I've heard the warnings over and over, Steven Fury does'nt need to cuss to give a good promo.....Well I do, so F*ck him and F*ck you too.(ooc: Listened to a little to much Slim Shadey this week....LOL) You all can kiss my ass if you don't like my methods, cuase you are all simply victoms. Victoms to society, to the wrestling buisness, to these fans wishes, and to the Methods of Violence! I don't care what any of you think....i don't care what any of you claim, because one thing is for sure! You don't ever seem to claim the truth! And that is I am the one and true talent representing this god forsaken federation. I'll take care of my buisness, and if you happen to fall in the sights of that buisness....may God have mercy on your worthless souls! Bock, listen up, and listen well. Your best bet is to get in that ring, hand over that title, cause I'm not jokeing, and I will kill you for just a little gold! Cause I have the most Fantastic body, the most Fantastic face, and soon I'll have GWA gold around my Fantastic waist! Sebastian Bock, be prepaired to be Fantastically Eliminated!
Ross: Those are some interesting comments Mr. Storm, and well said...despite the language......but can you honestly take Sebastian Bock so lightly? He is Falconer Champion & Legion Tag Champion. Are you sure you've got his number....
Johnny Storm: First off Ross.......let me ask you a question. Before I took Bock in under my wing, did he get one title shot? Did he even get a chance to prove himself?
Ross: (sits with his chin on his fist as if in thought, and then looks back to Storm) Actually......I don't think he did.....what are you saying, surely you can't try and take credit for that? Surely you are'nt saying........
**As Ross Bobby continues talking Storm simply stands, and starts towards the door. Ross jumps to his feet following Storm all the way out, talking and asking him questions about his last few comments. Storm climbs into his limo, and Ross sticks his face into the limo still continueing to talk. Suddenly Bobby's body is propelled out of the doorway of the limo, and Fantastic slams the door, and the limo screeches off. Bobby lands flat on his ass, rolling up and over! He rubs his rear, and angrily gets to his feet. He then looks to the cameraman....**
Let's get that to the production truck.
**With that both men start walking towards their car, in which the get in, and it also slinks off down the road.**