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Diary Of A Madman : Entry #9 - Won: 04 Lost: 00 Drawn: 00 PWR Accolades: Star Of The Moment (x1); Top 6 Rankings (x3); Match Of The Week (x2); Quote Of The Week (x2); Main Eventing Conflict (x2); PWR United States Champion (c); Maimed: The Undertaker (x1); William Regal (x1); Simon Dean (x1); Christian (x1); Chris Jericho (x2?); The Rock (x1); Mankind vs. Chris Jericho A Successful Defense; those words will haunt The Rock for days, possibly months to come because on October 31st, Mankind defeated The Rock to attain his PWR United States Championship. Many thought that "The People" and "The Rock" would accumulate to be all too much for The Deranged One; but that one man .. begged .. to differ. That one man promissed that The Rock would be ticked off - crossed off the list, so to speak. For the FOURTH straight time, Mankind proved to the world that although insane, He's a well oiled machine when it comes to professional wrestling. His style may not be seen as one to honour; it may not be the style of a Ric Flair, of a Triple H .. but it IS however unique and it IS effective when push comes to shove. Since PWR has made it's mark on the world, we've seen nothing but surprises from The Deranged One. First, in an unbelievable HELLACIOUS match with The Undertaker, second with a victory over William Regal. Third - the moment of truth. The moment Mankind finally erased any doubt from any living mind when he captured the United States Championship in a Fatal Four Way. Last Sunday - U.S Title on the line .. The PEOPLES Champ, Hollywood, The Brahma Bull .. The names are a never ending sequence of a make believe success story, when in reality, The Rock .. is a nobody. Mankind proves exactly that when he locked in the Mandiable Claw, FORCING The Rock to give in. No, not because he wanted .. but because he couldn't TAKE it! Three lifts of the arm was all it took before the announcement of the successful defense was in place. The question beckons - who is capable of putting this mind to rest? Who is capable of taking this Madman and putting him out of his misery? NOBODY! There's not a SOUL on this planet that can crush Mankind .. and why? Because Mrs. Foleys Baby Boy is SICK; he's demented .. but the thing is .. in professional wrestling, LOOKS aren't a matter. They mean jack shit; in this business, it's if you can get the job DONE. That's ALL that matters - and Mankind, is a man .. that can do just that. The scene winds up in a clothes fashion place; somewhat un-expected, when in pursuit of A Madman right? Our camera's search for a clue; a clue of insanity. As expected, the majority of the customers are Women of all ages; old, middle aged and of course, the teenagers. There a few Men around but you can tell by that look in their face that they aren't exactly enjoying the moment, so to speak. The camera wizzes past a section in the store, and something .. something familiar - something we've seen before, catches the camera's attention. It's .. Mankind? Mankind in a fashion store? The camera slowly zooms in on The Deranged Soul; he's sitting up against a wall with at least three, maybe even four or five blonde wigs. As Mothers, Fathers and Children walk past they all can't help but stare a hole right through Mankind as .. well, to be honest, he looks strange. Yeah, he has his usual white collared shirt, the tie, the brown sweat pants .. but what seems to be drawing everyone's attention, is the way he is positioned. A three year old playing with lego; picture that, and you got yourself Mankind up against a wall with wigs surrounding him in every direction. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " Does this .. surprise .. EACH and EVERY one of you? Does it make your eyes pop out of your head - as if you'd just seen somebody wearing a Ten year Old Girls HEAD .. as a hat? (Mankind Pauses) I'd hate to use such a harsh and devastating descripition, but to be honest, it needed it. It was like a cake without it's icing - it NEEDED .. the final touch because let's face it, you're all on the edge of your seats .. WONDERING .. out of fear .. what I have in store for you." Mankind's head doesn't move; it stay's in that same tilted position, looking straight down at the ground. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " Deep inside - we all have a disguise. If you look long and hard .. you WILL SEE .. THAT NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE, NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO .. a DISGUISE is like .. is like teeth. Although some of us may not have all that is required for a beautiful smile; WE STILL HAVE THEM! Just like everyone has .. a disguise. A different side to them. Why? WHY!? Is it because the inner you is a DISGRACE? Or is that inner you .. the disguise itself? IS IT!? IS THAT DISGUISE WHO YOU ALL TRULY ARE!? Because it seems to be .. that whereever you go .. you're always looked down upon. Looked down upon as if .. as if I meant nothing. As if .. you were better." This time, a long pause. He slowly raises his head up to the camera, with those mysterious eyes being opened to their full capacity. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " Me? I AM NOT AFRAID TO BE .. WHO I AM! I AM NOT ASHAMED TO LET THE MOONLIGHT REFLECT MY TRUE SELF - BECAUSE GOD KNOWS .. I WAS DIS-ADVANTAGED! But I battled on. I KEPT MY HEAD DOWN AND I WORKED TO GET WHERE I AM TODAY - THE MOST SADISTIC FORCE YOUR EYES HAVE EVER LAID UPON! I didn't SUCCEED in school; I was the LAST one to be picked in Team Meetings, Team Sports and .. AND I NEVER MADE IT TO THE PROM! I WAS ALWAYS LEFT OUT! But never once .. did I disguise myself to be somebody that I wasn't; NEVER ONCE! NOT .. ONCE!! I AM who I AM - a MADMAN .. an INSANE, CRAZY, MANIAC .. but don't let Insanity fool you because inside that ring; IT'S MY PLAYGROUND! Inside that ring is where the years of suffering .. is relieved. INSIDE OF THAT RING, WHEN YOU'RE BEING PUMMELED BY ME WITH PUNCHES, KICKS, BITES .. WHATEVER IT MAY BE .. It's MY way of taking back the enjoyment that I was denied of for so long and I can tell you right now, there is NOTHING more I love to feel than the blood of my opponent streaming down his face. It's like .. It's like waking up and smelling the roses; It's a routine in which you become used of .. and I'LL BE DAMNED RIGHT TO HELL .. if ANYONE will take away that desire; that NEED." Mankind's breathing begins to pick up marginally. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " Last Sunday Night, I felt The Rock fade away. I FELT THE ROCK FLOAT OFF INTO ANOTHER WORLD - A WORLD WHERE YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE OF GOING TO .. a world .. where I make the decisions FOR YOU! I MADE The Rock PASS OUT - I MADE HIM .. MADE HIM .. MADE HIM!!!! " Suddenly, Mankind begins panting like a worn out dog. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " And that feeling .. was beautiful .. JUST .. beautiful. Beautiful like the blonde hair .. of Chris Jericho's." Silence. Mankind looks down at the several blonde wigs which are all placed around him. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " But that hair .. WON'T BE SO BEAUTIFUL ANY LONGER! That hair which exists on Chris Jericho's HEAD .. is headed .. for a CHANGE! A change which will be .. for the better. You see, blonde hair - It's pretty. Pretty like a daisy, but it can't be like that. NOT in my world! After Wednesday Night CHRIS .. That BLONDE hair of yours that you treasure so dearly .. will result in a color of your own. A LIQUID .. OF YOUR OWN! I THINK you know what I am referring to, Chris! I'M TALKING ABOUT THE RED, THICK BLOOD WHICH YOU AREN'T EXPECTED TO SHEAD AT CONFLICT .. but rest assure .. YOU WILL! And the very next time you look in that mirror, your very own BLOOD will COVER EVERY string of Blonde hair you ever had! (Mankind Laughs A SICK Tone) You can beg for forgiveness, or .. or you could continue to try to CONVINCE yourself that I am a bluff. But Chris, TAKE A LOOK AT THIS FACE! LOOK INTO MY EYES .. DO YOU SEE A SIGN TELLING YOU I'M A LIAR!? Do you SEE Mrs. Foleys Baby Boy JOKING!? (Mankind Shakes His Head From Side To Side) Maybe .. JUST MAYBE, CHRIS .. YOU NEED A CLOSER LOOK! " Somewhat frightening - Mankind at a rather quick pace, crawls right up to the camera with his eyes wide opened. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " WHAT ABOUT NOW, JERICHO!? CAN YOU TELL NOW!? " Slowly, he backs away from the camera and retreats to the position he was in before. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " For your own satisfaction .. you rely on name calling. YOU RELY ON THE THINGS THAT HAVE ALREADY BEEN POINTED OUT A MILLION TIMES BEFORE! I KNOW this is a DERANGED face, Chris .. but the thing is .. after Wednesday Night .. your face, along with mine, will be considered to be in the SAME category! On Conflict, Chris, your HAIR and your FACE won't be the only things that'll be dismantled. Oh no, I'm NOT going to let you off that easily. (Mankind Grins) By the time our little tea party has completed it's course, you'll be left lying in the middle of the ring with EVERY bone in your body SNAPPED in two. Think about it; one leg could be hanging over the ropes whilst the other is smashed up against the steel steps. Your arms could be somewhere in the TENTH row, whilst your eyeballs are rolling around on the outside mat's. HAHA! The possibilities of insanity can carry you to dimensions you'd never think possible; BUT THEY ARE! And at Conflict .. you WILL experience the ULTIMATE .. un-BAREABLE PAIN! And although being slammed on my back like a sack of potatoes is tremendous for me .. IT MIGHT NOT BE SO WONDERFUL, FOR YOU! Because when I inflict the pain, Chris .. IT'S NOT AN ENJOYABLE SEQUENCE FOR THE RECIPENT!" Yet again we go through another brief moment of silence. Mankind grabs one of the blonde wigs and swings it onto his head, but doesn't bother to make sure it's on properly. The camera zooms into it and it can be clearly pointe dout, that it's tilted towards the right. However, it doesn't bother Mankind who looks even stranger than we ever thought possible. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " Pretty .. Blonde .. HAIR! The CANADIAN TRADEMARK! Trish Stratus .. Edge .. Christian .. IT RUNS IN THE BLOOD OF CANADIANS! But sadly .. so does FAILURE! And FAIL you WILL because I will MAKE you scream .. LIKE A LITTLE GIRL! Like an INNOCENT, ANNOYING .. GIRL! And the best part about that is that there's NOTHING you can do! NOTHING! NOT A DAMN THING BECAUSE NOBODY .. WILL COME TO SAVE YOU! YOU CAN SQUEEL LIKE A PIG; YOU CAN CRY YOUR LITTLE EYES OUT .. because It'll mean absolutely .. NOTHING! I .. AM A MADMAN ON THE LOOSE! I have no SYMPTHOY for people like you; people who THINK they're better then ME! YOUR NOT BETTER! YOUR EVERYTHING BUT BETTER! I Proved that already .. I did, pretty boy .. I proved that when I BEAT YOU to become the United States Champion; I MADE YOU REALIZE THAT HANDLING AN INSANE PIECE OF MATERIAL .. IS NEXT TO IMPOSSIBLE! But no .. just like so many others .. you've decided to believe something else. YOU'VE DECIDED TO BELIEVE SOMETHING THAT ISN'T THERE TO BELIEVE, CHRIS! And that .. is un-healthy. THAT .. is the recepie to being BROKEN in half! (Mankind Breathes Heavily) The pretty hair that you see every time you look in a mirror will SOON cease to exist! The PAIN that I will put you through .. WILL end you and BREAK you into tiny .. TINY .. LITTLE PIECES! And mark my words, Jericho, that World Heavyweight Championship that you have .. IT BELONGS TO ME! IT IS MEANT TO BE AROUND MY WAIST - NOT YOURS, MINE!! And I will not STOP until that goal is achieved; until that moment ARRIVES! This Wednesdsay, I will LOVE every MINUTE .. EVERY DAMN SECOND .. of FEELING and INFLICTING the PUNISHMENT you deserve! I WILL ENJOY EVERY .. SINGLE .. DROP OF BLOOD! I will treasure it .. like a Little Girl treasures her pig tails .. like a little boy treasures his toy car .. Haha. Chris - On The Eighth Day .. That EVER so beautiful, IMPORTANT Eighth Day .. GOD .. CREATED .. MANKIND! " ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " And on Wednesday Night; I WILL BREAK YOUR WALLS DOWN! And I will watch you fade away .. like the piece of TRASH you ARE! " Mankind stays focused. ' The Deranged Soul ' Mankind: " HAVE A NICE DAY, CHRIS! The time is ticking .. and those nice days with that Gold are coming .. to a BITTER END! HA-HA!" Static layout - barka © '04
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