" WILL YOU PLAY WITH A MADMAN!? "

Diary Of A Madman: Entry #12
Psychological Roller Coaster: 05 - 01 - 00
PWR Achievements: Star Of The Moment (1x); Top Six Rankings (3x); Match Of The Week (2x); Quote Of The Week (2x); Main Eventing Conflict (3x); PWR United States Champion (1x, First Ever);
Maimed: The Undertaker (1x); William Regal (1x); Simon Dean (1x); Christian (1x); Chris Jericho (1x); The Rock (1x); Ric Flair (1x); Johnny Stamboli (1x?);


[[ If you said that this past week's Conflict could be described as a rollercoaster for Mankind, you'd be right on the nail's head. Mankind successfully defended his United States Championship against Ric Flair in an interesting match, but like his others bar the match with Chris Jericho, Mankind was able to lock in the Mandible Claw which gave Ric Flair no alternative but to simply tap out, for he was in a position in which he couldn't counter in any way, shape or form. Before Mankind's defense, Triple H payed The Deranged One a visit whilst he was strangely sitting down in his locker room. The Game took it upon himself to insult Mankind in the best way he knows possible, but however, it crumbled like a chocolate chip cookie once Mankind began to laugh it off. Sick, indeed. Who the fuck would laugh if you're being threatened by Triple H? You'd have to be out of your mind, or not have one to start with which in this case, is where we are standing with Mankind. It's exactly how Triple H narrowed it down to; time. It's all that separates these two from ripping apart each other at Starcade, which mind you, is only a few short weeks away.

You know, I lied. Mankind - he didn't win by the Mandible Claw, as much as I'd of loved to see that. The Deranged Soul won by Disqualification when Triple H interferred in the match, taking the Sledgehammer to Mankind's head. Although Mankind DIDN'T win by the Mandible Claw, he was well and truly on his way to win before The Game's lettering and lights showed up. When everything returned to it's normal - Triple H was left standing behind Mankind. Once he turned, Trips' showed his vintage "Cerebral Assassin" by taking Mankind down with a shot to the skull; a SICKENING shot at that. From that point on, the two went ALL out. Hell broke loose, you could say, as the two went all out practically attempting to KILL one another. Mankind cracked Triple H over the head with the United States Championship and completely LAID OUT The Game when he nailed Triple H in the FACE with the ring steps. Shane McMahon was quick to react, taking action to the sadistic behaviour of Mankind .. STRIPPING him .. of his Title. Shane McMahon further announced that at Starrcade, it would be Triple H and Mankind - ONE on ONE! Rest assure; even after Starrcade is all said and done .. it DEFINITELY .. won't be the last these two see of each other. This feud, we're talking on, has been on for years. Mankind - Triple H. A Never Ending Chapter, so to speak. One has to ask themselves, in the remaining few weeks of Conflict .. WHAT will happen? They've already showed it, they AREN'T able to keep their tempers sealed in a bottle .. So the question is, what kind of CONDITION will both men be come Starrcade?

This week, Conflict see's Johnny Stamboli take on Mankind in Single's action. You could take this match from two different perspectives. One, Mankind could literally KILL Johnny Stamboli because of the anger boiled up inside of him over Triple H, which leads to him taking it ALL out on a defenseless Johnny Stamboli .. OR .. It could roll down that steap hill and crash land, with Mankind not being able to focus on Stamboli - letting the Italion slip under the guard and pick up a victory. Two different scenarios BOTH capable of happening. Tune in this Wednesday Night to find out exactly how the situation pans out! ]]


[[ The PWR Logo fades off screen, with the cameras picking up the scene in an empty arena. You can't make out much, but it's quite clear that every seat is vacant. An abanded arena, maybe? The ECW Arena? Nah, that doesn't even EXIST .. but of course, according to some people, it does. However - we aren't inside of an abanded arena. We're inside of the arena in which Wednesday Night's CONFLICT will take place. Barely anything has been set up; you've got seats planted out across the entire arena and in the very middle - of course, what you'd expect to see; the ring. That ring - it ain't empty. It's FAR from being empty. Crawled up in a ball in one of the corners is 'The Deranged Soul' Mankind, who is strangely rocking back and fourth as if he were seated in a rocking chair. ]]

[ Mankind ] He .. he came back. HE CAME BACK LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD HOOKED ON GRANDMA'S HOMEMADE LEMONADE! Hunter couldn't RESIST the temptation of BUSTING me wide open. HE CRAVES THAT FEELING TO BE ABLE TO FEEL DOMIANNT ONCE AGAIN. Hunter Hearst Helmsley .. is ADDICTED .. TO MY PUNISHMENT!

[[ Mankind stays poised in a 'balled up' position, with his head tucked in between his legs. ]]

[ Mankind ] But Hunter - you .. YOU FAILED TO PUT MRS. FOLEYS BABY BOY TO SLEEP! You DIDN'T finish the bedtime story, HUNTER! AND FOR THAT .. I'M STILL STANDING, BEGGING .. FOR MORE! I'm not asking you, hUNTER .. I am telling you; BRING ALL YOU'VE GOT TO THE TABLE! I'm WAITING with excitment .. for the spill of my blood flows like a TAP .. when we're inside that very, beautiful ring of destruction. That's what it is - IT'S NOT A GAME! It's not MONOPOLY, GOD DAMNIT! It's where the TEARS, the SWEAT and every drop of spilt BLOOD lays. IT'S WHERE MANKIND .. WAS ESTABLISHED AS AN INSANE, SICK .. INDIVIDUAL!

[[ Slowly, The Deranged Soul tilts his head up to the camera. ]]

[ Mankind ] It's been long. TOO LONG .. since we've held hands like little kids and walked the path to HELL. TOO DAMN LONG!! I've waited .. and I've waited .. I'M SICK OF WAITING, HUNTER! I WANT YOUR GOD DAMN BLOOD TO BE STAINED IN EVERY WRESTLING MAT YOU STEP FOOT ON! I WANT YOU TO BE ABLE TO PAY THE PRICE .. FOR NOT FINISHING OFF THE JOB YOU STARTED! Yes .. you DID make me bleed. YOU MADE ME BLEED LIKE TWO SLIT WRISTS, but yet you failed to stab me in the CENTER of my heart. YOU THOUGHT THAT YOU HAD COMPLETED THE TASK OF ERASING MRS. FOLEYS BABY BOY! YOU THOUGHT, BUT YOU THOUGHT WRONG! I'M STILL STANDING - I'M STILL ASKING FOR MORE AND BY GOD, IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DAMN WELL DO .. I .. WILL GET .. WHAT I WANT! And WHAT I WANT .. Is for US to walk through the friendly park with the lovely smelling roses. I WANT FOR US TO BREAK EACH OTHER APART LIKE A KIT-KAT! IT'S BETTER FOR THE BOTH OF US .. BUT THE THING IS - WHILE I'VE GOT THE SMILE ON MY FACE AND ENJOYING EVERY SINGLE SOLITARY DAMN SECOND OF IT .. you .. WILL BE SCREAMING YOUR LUNGS OUT FOR MERCY!! But Hunter, you know .. that Mankind .. SHOWS .. NO MERCY! The ATROCITIES I've been through add up to a BREATH-TAKING amount of SUFFERING. You - YOU HAVEN'T SUFFERED TILL I SAY SO! AND I HAVEN'T SAID A WORD OF YOU AND SUFFERING - NOT .. A DAMN .. WORD!!!

[[ At the top of his voice, Mankind screams maniacally, if you could even nail it down to that. At an extreme slow place, Mankind cautiously climbs to his feet using the ropes for support. He has his head tilted to the right, as he begins pointing at his face. ]]

[ Mankind ] If you were here right now? I'D TELL YOU .. TO TAKE A SHOT! YOUR BEST SHOT, RIGHT ON MY DAMN FACE!

[[ Mankind continues to point as if Trips was really standing in front of him. Suddenly, Mankind bursts out in one of his fit's by throwing punches at himself in the same place he was signalling Triple H to. After at LEAST ten punches, Mankind stops and looks up at the camera - blood drips down his face, but it doesn't AT ALL bother him. Infact, a sadistic grin is planted right across his face! ]]

[ Mankind ] What about you, Johnny? Will you play? WILL YOU PLAY WITH A MADMAN!? WILL YOU STRIKE ME RIGHT IN THE FACE, MAKING ME BLEED LIKE POURING JUICE FROM AN ORANGE!? WILL YOU, JOHNNY? Because I'll give you fore warning; Mrs. Foleys Baby Boy doesn't play NICE! I DON'T PLAY FAIR! If I have to bite your ear off, like taking a CHUNK out of a nice, big beautiful apple - I will. If I have to RIP your eyes out of their sockets and play with them like Marbles - I DAMN SURE WILL! I Will do ANYTHING for pain, Johnnny .. That includes RISKING my own life. What have I to lose? MORE TEETH? AN UGLY, DEMENTED FACE? .. I .. HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE, AND ALL THE JOY IN THE WORLD FROM WITNESSING PEOPLE LIKE YOU SUFFER IN TEARFUL PAIN .. TO GAIN!!

[[ Putting his right hand to use, Mankind holds his hair back out of his face, as you can see the blood dripping from his head clearly. ]]

[ Mankind ] IT'S BLOOD, JOHNNY. MY VERY OWN GORGEOUS BLOOD!! Isn't it .. amazing? Doesn't it make you twitch? DOESN'T IT MAKE YOU GET BUTTERFLY'S, JOHNNY!? (Mankind Pauses) There isn't a better feeling in the world then when you're having a shower, and the water that pours down onto your skin STINGS because of the cuts ALL over you! THERE ISN'T A BETTER FEELING THEN THAT, STAMBOLI! And TRUST me .. Oh DEAR LORD Johnny - TRUST ME .. YOU WON'T FORGET ABOUT IT! YOU CAN'T FORGET ABOUT IT BECAUSE IT'S AN EXPERIENCE, A FEELING, THAT YOU'D DIE FOR! To explain is not nearly enough .. but I will .. WILL, WILL WILL.. demonstrate to you, that wonderful feeling of spilt blood. You may like to think it's a joke - you may like to resort to name calling .. but Johnny - I'VE BEEN SPAT ON MORE TIMES THAN YOU'VE SPELT PASTA SAUCE ON YOUR WHITE, PERFECT TOP THAT LAYS IN YOUR SECOND DRAW!! I've been be-littled ever since the eighth day, when Mankind was born .. but I call THIS - the ring, MY revenge. I CALL IT MY PLAYGROUND! And if you don't like it .. If you aren't up to fufilling it's requirements - I WILL BEAT EVERY LAST DROP OF SWEAT, TEAR AND BLOOD OUT OF YOU!! You can shmuck me all you like but a FACT .. is A FACT and this Wednesday Night, you're to be RESTED in a river of beautiful blood. I .. AM INSANE - YOU'RE RIGHT ABOUT THAT! But you being The Bull .. is stupidity. How? BECAUSE THE ONLY BULL THAT I KNOW IS THE PURE AND UTTER CRAP THAT COMES OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!

[[ It's a wonder his voice box hasn't exploded yet. Mankind's hair flops over his face again, as he takes a few more steps closer towards the camera. ]]

[ Mankind ] You're a merely a wall to be climbed over; or KNOCKED OVER, should I say. I WILL BREAK YOU INTO A MILLION PIECES .. BIT SOF TINY, TINY UN-SEEABLE PIECES!! And there's nothing .. NOTHING .. NOT ANYTHING - NOT .. A DAMN THING, THAT YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!! So as hard as you may find it, I ask of you .. Please .. Like a little boy at the candy store .. Please .. HAVE A NICE DAY!! Because the FUTURE .. FOR YOU AIN'T AS BRIGHT AS THE STAR; INFACT, IT'S AS DULL AS BLACK CLOUD!

[[ An in-describable, STRANGE noise comes from under Mankind's mask. It's hard to put a finger on it; but possibly .. a wimper? ]]

[ Mankind ] I'm not a beautiful boy, Johnny. I'm a mean, SICK little boy looking for revenge .. looking for blood. Can you help me? I THINK YOU CAN! I KNOW YOU CAN! HA-HA-HA! WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT - YOU'RE GOING TO DONATE YOUR BLOOD TO ME LIKE IT'S THE ONE DOLLAR APPEAL CAUSE FOR THE DIS-ADVANTAGE! HAHA! WELL - LOOK AT ME. I'M DISADVANTAGED. I WAS STRIPPED OF MY TITLE. I WAS JUMPED FROM BEHIND. I HAVE BEEN TREATED LIKE DIRT! But .. BUT I'M WANTING MORE! I'M BEGGING FOR MORE! So if you're listening, Johnny - Don't turn away from this .. DON'T TURN AWAY AND THINK YOU'RE DEALING WITH AN EASY CONCEPTION OF INSANITY - BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT. YOU'RE DEALING WITH INSANITYS INSANEST .. AND YOU CAN REST ASSURE .. THAT MY MANDIBLE CLAW WILL BE DOWN YOUR GOD DAMN THROAT, COME WEDNESDAY NIGHT!!

[[ Mankind falls to his knees, with his eyes still locked into the camera. ]]

[ Mankind ] I'm equivalent to a Cat with mice; I'm ITCHING for Conflict to roll around .. I am jumping out of my SKIN! LIKE A SNAKE! LIKE .. A DAMN SNAKE, STAMBOLI. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!? DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE CONCEQUENCES WHEN YOU PLAY WITH FIRE; WHEN YOU TRY AND EXPLAIN THE UN-EXPLAINABLE!? DO YOU!? DO YOU!? DO YOU !?!?

[[ It's frightening to think the man isn't behind bars. The scene slowly fades out to black, with Mankind CONTINUING to scream at the top of his voice. ]]

[[ Fade out to black. ]]

[[ Static. ]]

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