Scene: Tampa Bay, Florida | Exact Location Unknown Time: Thursday, 12.11.03 - 6:15 PM Next Match: Vs. Cactus Jack [XWF World Title Tournament - Singles Match ]
[|. xwfv2 .|] WHATEVER IT TAKES... seems to be the motto for each and every XWF Superstar still deeply enthralled and involved in this World Title Tournament that will decide the final two spots in the MAIN EVENT World Title Matchup at XWF's first Pay Per View since its return, UP IN SMOKE. Christian is sitting pretty just waiting to see who his 2 opponents will be. But either combination you look at, Triple H-Orton, Cactus-Jericho, Orton-Jericho, Triple H-Cactus.. no matter what Up In Smoke is set to be a Huge event for The XWF, despite what many critics may say. The XWF Roster has been cleared of the lazy asses (Later Bitches!) and only the Big Superstars remain to take this promotion into the New Year of 2004.. but first they must crown a World Champion. A World Champion deserving of The XWF Gold and one that everyone can look at as a Champion. But it's not going to be an easy road for any man still involved in this World Title affair.. Four Men Remain out of Twelve that were first entered into the Tournament and now it is up to these four men to decide what their Future has in store for them. Will their New Years Resolution be to hold on tight to that XWF World Heavyweight Title or will it be to vow to never let the chance slip from their fingers again, after it's too late. Only time will tell what The XWF has in store for us but in just less than Twenty-Four Hours another edition of Redemption will enter the history books and two men will move on to The Main Event at Up In Smoke, keeping their World Title hopes alive while 2 others dreams and ambitions are tossed out the window of a speeding car. [|. xwfv2 .|]
" The Three Faces of Failure "
S c e n e: Tampa Bay, Florida.. home of Retired Old People, The Tampa Bay Bucaneers (NFL), The Tampa Bay Lightning (NHL) and home of XWF's REDEMPTION for Tonight and Tonight only before it makes its decent towards The PPV Up In Smoke. But you wouldn't be able to tell we're in Tampa, Florida by the surroundings.. a dimly lit - what looks to be a Hotel Hallway. The camera focused simply on a Hotel Room Door. Noises can be heard from the inside but can't be made out very clearly until the door swings open all of the sudden, and low and behold it's Randy Orton! Randy looks into the camera lens, grins and waves the XWF camera crew inside his room as he closes the door behind him and The Crew.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " Hey Guys, you're just in time. Thanks for coming on such short notice but I know that Vince and Shane McMahon will love this footage. C'mon in, over here. Hey Terry, somebodies here to see you man. It's our friends from The XWF, Say Hello Funk.. You're On TV! "
S c e n e: Randy waves the camera crew further into the room as they hesitantly step into the living room only to realize now where the noises were coming from. On the floor just below the side of the bed lies Terry Funk Cactus Jacks close friend. With his hands and feet tied together and his mouth ducktaped shut the muffling screams that were heard out in the hallway arent that much louder now than they were before but that doesn't make it any easier to look down at The Hardcore Legend who is anything but at the moment.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " Hey, don't worry he's still alive.. barely. He's pretty damn tough for an old man but after awhile he's just like every other guy I've beaten up in the past. They all surcome to pain after awhile. And no not just the physical pain, oh no.. The Pain of realizing that even they aren't invincible and all that it takes is a little beat down at the hands of a REAL Athlete to slap a little bit've sense into them. "
S c e n e: Randy looks away from the camera for a moment and back down at the broken Terry Funk as he towers above him yelling obscenities into his ear and delivering a swift kick to his ribs causing Terry to groan in pain.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " You see this Cactus? You see your friend Terry Funk here, lying on the floor.. look how pathetic he looks. Look how easy it is to break his spirit. He's just like you Cactus, you and him are one in the same. How might you ask? Well not for the simple fact that you and Terry Funk are very good friends but because the fact that you supposed "Hardcore Legends" are all alike. You claim to be the toughest sons of bitches in this business. You walk around backstage thinking no one in their right mind would even want to mess with you, they'd have to be crazy. Well I may not be completely crazy like you Cactus but I'm certianly not intimidated or afraid by what you've done in the past, or even what you're capable of doing now. Why? Well it's simple really.. because when it comes down to it you still are human Cactus, you still feel pain and as you grow older and older it begins to creep up on you. You're not able to take the same bumps as before or stand up after that second or third chair shot. You're just not the same anymore.. not that it would matter in this case anyways. You're going up against an XWF Superstar that has seen his fair share of Hardcore Scenarios. I Defended and Retained my Intercontinental Title back at Survivor Series of Two Thousand and Two in a Falls Count anywhere match. I damn near killed my opponent in that match. "
S c e n e: Another noise can be heard from behind the bed as Terry Funk rolls around trying to free himself from his restraints. He gives up shortly after though realizing there is no hope for him as the camera turns to the corner of the room finally realizing that Torrie Wilson is in the room as well. With hands over her eyes Torrie is hesitant to look on as Randy grabs the front of the camera re-directing it towards himself and away from her.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " Over here you idiots, I didn't ask you to come in here to watch Torrie. She may be eye candy and all but this isn't about Tits and Ass Tonight. This is about The XWF World Heavyweight Title and a Hardcore Reject who will be put to rest after Tonight after I'm through with him. "
S c e n e: Randy crouches above Terry Funk again yelling into his ear once more as he turns Funks head slightly with his hand forcing him to look Randy in the eyes weather he likes it or not. And all of the sudden Randy smacks Terry Funk across the face in act of total disrespect as Randy stands upright again, fixing the cuffs on his shirt and looking back into the camera.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " Cactus.. no hold on let me reiterate that. Mick Foley, that is your real name isn't it? We don't need to lie to each other here Mick because seriously man.. let's face it, you don't stand a chance in hell of beating me anywhere in the entire State of Florida or this Country for that matter. We could be on an entirely different planet and it still wouldn't matter.. you just can't beat someone who's better than you. I Don't give a damn if you're Hardcore, I don't care what you've done in the past, how much blood you've lost or how you lost your ear. You think I give a damn about all that Foley? Just because you took the long road to SuperStardom and you look at Randy Orton and see a conditioned, well trained, pure bread of an athlete doesn't mean you've got to be jealous of me Mick. You say I can't wrestle? I'm a disgrace to this business? You're whole entire wrestling career is a disgrace Foley, a damn sham. I could really care less when it comes to anything involving you Mick Foley because I'll be truthful with you Buddy.. even if by some miracle you are declared the winner.. "
S c e n e: Randy stops as he tries to control himself but can't help it as he breaks out and begins to Laugh Hysterically as he tries to regain his breath and Torrie looks on Concerned as usual.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " Oh.. Man I'm sorry about that, just the thought of Cactus Jack beating me, Randy Orton is Comedy. I can't help but laugh at the thought of you going on to Up In Smoke and Wrestling for MY XWF World Title. Because even if you did happen to make it to The Main Event at Up In Smoke Mick, you just don't have what it takes to run with The Big Boys in this business. Hardcore or not it matters little because at Up In Smoke Randy Orton will be crowned The NEW XWF World Heavyweight Champion.. not Christian, not Chris Jericho or that piece of trash Triple H. And Certianly not YOU Mick Foley.. "
S c e n e: Randys looks back down at Terry Funk as he realizes he hasn't moved in quite some time. Randy walks over to Funk, grabs him by the front of the shirt and picks him up placing him upright in a chair as Funks eyes open and close from Fatigue. Randy rips the ducktape away from Terry Funks mouth finally allowing him to breath correctly. And speak..
The TRUE Hardcore Legend = Terry Funk: " ARGH.. You Son of a Bitch! Untie me you Stupid Mother.. "
S c e n e: Randys puts the tape back over Terry Funks mouth silencing his yells to simple mumbling as he grins yet again watching Terry Funk attempt to struggle with his restraints again but to no avail. He even tries to stand up but just ends up falling out of the chair completely and back on down to the hotel room floor.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " What? What's that Terry? Excuse Me?.. What is it you were going to call me? You make me sick old man, you really do. I look at you and I see nothing but a Joke, a sorry excuse for a Wrestler and I get the same feeling, only multiplied a hundred times more when I look at Mick Foley.. Cactus Jack.. Dude Love.. Mankind, whatever alter-ego it is he calls himself these days, it really matters little. Aren't you supposed to be tough Terry? Aren't you supposed to be able to take alott've pain? Because right now all I see is a man who's been defeated by someone better than him. That someone being me, Randy Frickin'! Orton. You're supposed to be the toughest out of the bunch? So my match with Cactus is sure to be a walk through the park. I'm going to enjoy laying to rest not one, but FIVE Hardcore Legends tonight. Terry Funk you are the first I'm afraid.. Cactus Jack, Dude Love, Mankind, and Mick Foley are the others, all coming to the same conclusion I'm afraid. "
S c e n e: Randys walks over to the fallen Terry Funk yet again showing no signs of giving up or letting him go anytime soon. No, instead Randy picks Funk up, grabs him by what little hair he has left on his head and tosses him straight into the hotel room wall building up some momentum at first. A Sickening Crack and Thud is heard once right as Terry Funks lifeless body hits the wall and the second time right as he hits the ground yet again. Randy can do nothing but grin from ear to ear as he walks over to Terry Funk and looks like he's about to do it all over again until Torrie stands up and intervines.
Playboy Princess -} Torrie Wilson: " Damnit Randy that's enough, Stop it! Can't you see that he can't even stand up on his own anymore? Don't you think you've beaten him up and punished him enough?! [ A Tear Rolls Down Torries Cheek ] Please Randy just stop.. if not for Terry than do it for me.. "
S c e n e: Randy thinks to himself for a second looking at Torrie and than down at Terry Funk. He taps Funk with his foot making sure he's still alive and than whipes the tear from Torries face.
'tha prospekt' -+- Randy Orton: " You're Lucky Terry.. Lucky that Torrie was here to convince me to stop. What's the matter Funk? I thought you were able to take beatings, I thought that's what you and Cactus Prided your whole Wrestling Careers on. Right now I look down at you and I don't see a Legend at all. I thought it would've been a little bit more difficult than it had been to break your spirit Funk but you turned out to be nothing but a waist of my time. Just like Mick Foley and Triple H turned out to be.. both want nothing more than to be the best but sadly for them now is just not their time. Hell it will never be your time Foley, you're washed up.. done.. asta-la-vista-baby. I'm tired of playing games, tired of being last in line because some other guy whined he wasn't getting any respect, or not enough. I Could care less if you dislike me Mick Foley, or you're little follower Mikey Whipwreck for that matter. I Don't give a damn about you Terry Funk, I don't care for Triple H and his Bitch Sable. All I care about is winning that World Heavyweight Championship at Up In Smoke and Tonight I get one step closer to that goal. It's only two matches away now, I can already feel the belt around my waist. I'm Invisioning it now.. while the rest of you guys sit and moap after all the trouble you went through to get this far to only have it taken away from you by the better man. Come Next Sunday I will be Crowned XWF's NEW World Heavyweight Champion and I will be the best Champion The XWF has ever had.. I've said it before and I'll say it again.. The Year Two-Thousand and Four will be the year of 'THE PROSPEKT' Randy Orton no doubt. Has a nice ring to it don't it Funk? [ Randy Laughs ] C'mon Torrie lets get out of here.. "
[|. xwfv2 .|]Randy grabs Torrie by the arm and the two exit the room leaving Terry Funk tied up inside and the room door wide open giving the XWF camera crew and us a perfect shot of the beaten, battered, and bloody Terry Funk leaving us to wonder what will happen at Redemption when these two heated XWF Superstars (Cactus Jack & Randy Orton) go head to head for the first time. The Finals of The World Title Tournament end.. TONIGHT! [|. xwfv2 .|]
