I see you got the hell beat out of your face.
Joe looks up and switches the cloth on his lip as the other one is bloody.
I've had worse.
So did everything with AOM turn out ok?
As well as it could. I should have known that sick fuck would have more guys.
Phoenix won't tell me, what happened?!
Joe tells the story from what he recalls, going into excrutiating detail so Josh knows all. Afterwards Josh has a story of his own.
C4 cut a promo again while you were busy.
What's your point?
Thought you might want to respond.
Yeah, I'll get around to it. Right now I've got to make a phone call.
Joe dials a number on his cell phone and after a few moments of waiting he gets a response.
Yo, this is Rocket.
Hey Champ, I'd like to talk to Angel.
She's messed up bad, but I'll see if she wants to talk.
After another moment of waiting, he hears AOM's voice on the other end, but barely.
Joe?
Hey Angel...I just wanted to make sure you are ok. I couldn't tell back there on account of I couldn't seem to keep from bleeding.
Thanks for coming to help me, but I actually wonder why you did.
Well, we were friends before you were with C4, and just because I let the tongue slip and said a few comments doesn't mean we don't have to still be. I'm guessing that's why you called me.
Yes, that and Rocket would have did more than dislocate that man's knee.
*laughs* I bet he would. The reason I called, are you going to be ok?
I think so. Minor cuts and bruises...a lot more emotionally I think.
Whenever I get my damn lip to stop bleeding I'll try and stop by and check on you. If you're not in condition to wrestle Danger...
No, I'm going to fight him. Not doing so would somehow give Jonathan a victory, I don't want that.
Well Danger's not that prick, he would understand if you couldn't compete.
I'm going to fight him, Joe...but right now I'm not even going to worry about that. I'm wanting to spend time with Rocket right now, and get some rest.
Ok then I'll let you go, I have some business to attend to as well.
Oh yeah, Joe?
Yes?
Thanks for caring.
You're very welcome..I'll see you when I get the chance.
The phone conversation ends and Joe smiles to himself, for one the blood has stopped flowing from his lip, but mainly because he did a good thing today. He turns on C4's promo and watches it, rolls his eyes in annoyance and turns it off in disgust. He turns on the camera Josh left in the room and begins to speak.
C4, this will be the final promo I deliver to you. Why is that? Because you're just not worth it. I've spent 2/3 of my week wasting video tape, my time, and the time of the fans shooting promos for you to watch. And since it's pretty damn obvious by now you aren't going to shut up, I'm just going to watch all your 10,000 promos from now until Friday night and just laugh. Laugh because all you are is talk. You're just like everyone else C4. You're just like Westside G-Money, in the fact you think you're cool but you're not. You think once you get a win you can get all the wins. You're just like Taker, you won't accept that I'm the better man, and you'll use every trick in your arsenal even when your arsenal has been exhausted. You're just like Wolf, Fate, Birrdy, Express, and every other person who's stepped up to me, overlooking my abilities, wanting to take me down to make a name for themselves and stop the climatic rise of my stardom, but then fails to do so. Yes C4, in case you don't realize, I'm STILL in my prime. 29 isn't old, I'm still very quick, very agile, and very talented, just as I was in BTW, UWFX, and every other fed I've run through and dominated.
Don't you think the reason I don't fear you is because I have no reason to? You beat me last month by making tap out. You know what? I don't give a shit. That doesn't impress me C4. "But I made history!" So what? A lot of guys made history, in fact, every thing you do that hasn't been done before, is history. You eat the first cookie inside of the box, that's history. No one's eaten that cookie before. You have sex with a virgin, that's history, no one's had sex with her before, or in your case, him. History is made every day, people tap out or submit to pain every day. Keep in mind, I didn't tap out because C4 was holding me in that butterfly lock. I tapped out because the pain in my neck was so intense at the time I would have suffered a worse injury, and then I couldn't kick your ass in an ironman match could I? Face it C4, I stared death in his cold, unforgiven eyes when I was laid up in the hospital. I didn't fear him. I didn't fear the prospect of staying in a wheelchair, I don't fear you. You can't beat me C4. History is just that, history. This is the here and now, and you cannot beat me. It's not possible, it will not happen.
Yes I do like to put people down. Especially those who deserve it, like you. You deserve every insult you've recieved in your life. Your mom called you a stupid piece of shit and slapped you, you deserved it. Allura complained you weren't big enough to satisfy her stretched out pussy, you deserved it. I don't hold anyone down. Would you like me to hold you down? I could, I'm the prez. I could just as easily strip you of that Hardcore title, and make you fight local talent and jobbers every week for the rest of your contract. To really hold you down, I could suspend you without pay until your contract runs out. Should I do that C4? Don't test me, I might. I'll give you this, you're not Reaper. But you're pretty damn close, neither have talent, neither deserve any ounce of respect. You call yourself a role model? To who exactly, the Crypts or the Bloods? You say I'm despised, and I would like to know if I'm wearing a giant mirror on my face so you see yourself? Because last time I checked, everyone is literally trying to have me KEEP their paychecks just so they can get the next shot at kicking your pathetic ass. But the fact of the matter is, they won't be able to once I'm finished. There will be nothing left. But I'm not telling you anything, that you don't already know.