Anything 'extreme' cannot compare to the ultimate!
--- Workout Room in a Hotel in Japan --- [Alastor Stonewall is working out on a Total Gym of sorts. He is bench pressing about 450 pounds. Sweat is trickling down his face. A WeWA trainer is spotting him.] Stonewall: 28... 29... 30! [Stonewall puts the weights on their resting area and sits up.] Stonewall: Hey Randy, toss me a towel and a drink, would ya? Randy: Sure. (Tossing Stonewall a towel and handing him a drink) There you go. [Stonewall wipes his face and takes a sip of the water.] Stonewall: I think that will be enough for today Randy. That was 10 sets of 30 reps, right? And I did all my other daily exercises as well? Randy: Yes, you did. Stonewall: Alright, you can leave now. There is a $20 lying on the table over there. That's your pay for helping me out. [There is a knock at the clear door of the exercise room.] Stonewall: Get that, would ya? [Randy answers the door. A Japanese Bellhop answers the door. He merely gives the package to Randy and holds out his hand. Randy drops about 20 Yen (not all that much money) into his hand and closes the door. He gives the package to Stonewall.] Randy: It was for you. I think its an interview by that Johnny Extreme guy. It feels like a video tape is inside that package. Stonewall: Either way, I've got to go watch this. [Stonewall leaves the exercise room.] --- Stonewall's Hotel Room --- [Stonewall sets the tape down on his desk. He looks around for a VCR, but can't find one. He looks in the closet, and gets lucky. For some reason one was stashed in there.] Stonewall: Thank God, it would have been hell trying to get one through room service... [Stonewall sets the VCR up and pops the tape in. He listens to the interview while looking at the included transcript. He turns the tape off. Stonewall then rumages through his bags.] Stonewall: Now, where did I put that thing? Oh yeah, here it is. [Stonewall grabs a camcorder out of his large suitcase. It is the exact same one he had from his previous hotel, and never did return. He doesn't care about returning it, because he has more than enough money to buy it. Stonewall sets the camcorder on his desk. Stonewall grabs a chair and places it backwards, with the back facing towards the camera. Stonewall presses delayed five second record, and sits on the chair facing the camera. The camera begins to record.] Stonewall: As I thought he would, little Johnny "I wish I was" Extreme of course would make an attempt to retort against me. So, now it's my turn to pick your interview apart piece by piece. Now I quote: {Johnny "What's" Extreme?: I don't see why this comes down to me and Stonewall. He's had one match, and he was lucky enough to win it. I shouldn't have to get into this match and prove myself yet again against some punk who thinks he is the stuff. I shut Troy Daniels' mouth up, and I guess Stonewall is next.} Stonewall: (Begin sarcasm) Oh no! Extreme is going to beat me up! I'm going to have my punk mouth shut! I'm sure that he'll show me what's what! (End sarcasm) Haha. Let me fill you in on a little secret, I'm not the punk kid that you think I am. Whoever Troy Daniels is, I'm sure that he was never meant to be in this business, because he would still be in this federation! See the point? I'm much more dedicated than you think. I don't think I'm great, I know it! In this federation, I'm considered a green rookie, and I will have to prove time and time again that I am exactly the opposite. And eventually, all of WeWA will come to realize that I am telling the truth right now! Do NOT underestimate me, do NOT think I am just another Joe Smoe off of the streets! Because if that's your train of thought, then you will be busted up beyond belief, and that's a simple fact of life. Mr. Extreme, if that's what you really think you are, prepare to eat your words after Thursday, because I can surely predict that I will be going into the PPV with the title shot. {Johnny "You'll know I'm" Extreme "Someday": Well, Extreme says that Sinister had just as many oppurtunities to put me away, but he couldn't at first. Let him say what he wants. Stonewall is a flash in the pan. He wins one match and he thinks he's god gift to wrestling. What a joke. I heard you say you pity me. Why? Why do you pity me? Just because Sinister was the better man that night? Were you watching the same match as everyone else? Probably not. You were still on cloud nine after you 'win.' Here's another guy claiming his 'technical ability' will overcome my 'hardcore attitude.' What's up with that? I mean, why does everyone automatically label me as a hardcore wrestler? Just because my name is Extreme? Extreme means hardcore? Somebody get a dictionary and look it up.} Stonewall: A flash in a pan? I must say I've never heard that expression before. No matter, I'm not one for using 'expressions'. Just keep repeating that to yourself. Maybe you'll convince yourself that it may be true. However, all it will do is let you fall to the bottom of an emotional roller coaster once you are staring at the bright white lights and a hand slaps the mat 3 times. I pity you for a number of reasons. First yes, because you lost to Steve f---ing Sinister, but that is in the past, onto reason number 2. Because you had that immature little temper tantrum after you lost your match! Jesus, do you expect to garner any form of respect if you carry on like that? Any respect that you may have gained in your match is lost in an instant after an outburst like that! Reason number 3 is the same for everyone, and even you should understand it. It's because you have to face me. I feel a small amount of pity for anyone that must meet me in the ring. I know it's hard, but after Thursday you'll understand exactly what I mean. As for thinking you are a hardcore wrestler, does this mean anything to you? {"A very washed up" Extreme: This was my time to prove to everyone that I am more than just a hardcore wrestler. Tonight was my time to prove to all the critics and internet marks that I am more than just a 'garbage wrestler.' And I blew my oppurtunity. I know that this wasn't my last chance, but it was a great chance.} Stonewall: You said it yourself during that temper tantrum you were throwing. You said you wanted to prove that you are more than a garbage/hardcore wrestler. Sounds like you explained it yourself pretty well. Thanks, you saved me a few seconds. {Johnny "Ah f---, I've run out of parody nicknames." Extreme: Had you looked around, you would have found his business partner's head lodged up his ass. But in all seriousness, you can attack faster and fiercer all you want because the second you slip up, I will be all over you like white on rice. I am going to give you the beating you should have gotten last week because your ego is the size of Japan.} Stonewall: What the hell? So, you don't believe I ever had a former business partner, eh? Alright, I'll state this right here and now, I will reveal him before the month of June is out. So start spreading rumors on who it is all you rumor websites, because in 11 days or less you will know who it is! Now back to the issue at hand. "I will be all over you like white on rice"? Johnny, where do you find these horrible expressions? Twice in one interview? Tisk tisk. As far as my ego goes, you can't measure how large or how small it is. You want large egos? Consult my former "business partner", he'll fill you in on what a large ego really is! I know my ability, and I won my last match, and I sure as hell know I will win this one! If I didn't think I could win, then why would I even try? [Stonewall flips through the rest of the transcript, but nothing else of interest shows up.] Stonewall: So Extreme, talk about how you think that you are intense and great, problem is, those are only words. Come Thursday, you will have to put your money (or should I say body?) where your mouth is! And try as you might, you may just realize that your "best" is just not good enough. Just let those words sink it, crawl beneath your flesh, and eat away at your very soul. Taunts bothered you before, and they sure as hell will bother you again. [Stonewall gets up and shuts off the camcorder. He streches his arms a little, and checks his watch. He then takes out the tape.] Stonewall: (To himself) Now to send this tape off to Johnny Extreme, and have it played for everyone else in WeWA, especially my former "business partner" haha. --- The Hotel Lobby --- [Stonewall walks to the front desk. There are two parts of it, one says English, the other is in Japanese. Stonewall goes to the English part of the desk.] Man Behind Desk: Yes sir, how may I help you? Stonewall: Yes, on this piece of paper, there is the address of a particular man. See that a copy of this tape gets to him. Man Behind Desk: Ah, yes sir! [Stonewall hands him the tape and Stonewall heads to the garage. He gets in his newly rented car and drives off to get a better idea of what Tokyo looks like.]
--- Workout Room in a Hotel in Japan ---
[Alastor Stonewall is working out on a Total Gym of sorts. He is bench pressing about 450 pounds. Sweat is trickling down his face. A WeWA trainer is spotting him.]
Stonewall: 28... 29... 30!
[Stonewall puts the weights on their resting area and sits up.]
Stonewall: Hey Randy, toss me a towel and a drink, would ya?
Randy: Sure. (Tossing Stonewall a towel and handing him a drink) There you go.
[Stonewall wipes his face and takes a sip of the water.]
Stonewall: I think that will be enough for today Randy. That was 10 sets of 30 reps, right? And I did all my other daily exercises as well?
Randy: Yes, you did.
Stonewall: Alright, you can leave now. There is a $20 lying on the table over there. That's your pay for helping me out.
[There is a knock at the clear door of the exercise room.]
Stonewall: Get that, would ya?
[Randy answers the door. A Japanese Bellhop answers the door. He merely gives the package to Randy and holds out his hand. Randy drops about 20 Yen (not all that much money) into his hand and closes the door. He gives the package to Stonewall.]
Randy: It was for you. I think its an interview by that Johnny Extreme guy. It feels like a video tape is inside that package.
Stonewall: Either way, I've got to go watch this.
[Stonewall leaves the exercise room.]
--- Stonewall's Hotel Room ---
[Stonewall sets the tape down on his desk. He looks around for a VCR, but can't find one. He looks in the closet, and gets lucky. For some reason one was stashed in there.]
Stonewall: Thank God, it would have been hell trying to get one through room service...
[Stonewall sets the VCR up and pops the tape in. He listens to the interview while looking at the included transcript. He turns the tape off. Stonewall then rumages through his bags.]
Stonewall: Now, where did I put that thing? Oh yeah, here it is.
[Stonewall grabs a camcorder out of his large suitcase. It is the exact same one he had from his previous hotel, and never did return. He doesn't care about returning it, because he has more than enough money to buy it. Stonewall sets the camcorder on his desk. Stonewall grabs a chair and places it backwards, with the back facing towards the camera. Stonewall presses delayed five second record, and sits on the chair facing the camera. The camera begins to record.]
Stonewall: As I thought he would, little Johnny "I wish I was" Extreme of course would make an attempt to retort against me. So, now it's my turn to pick your interview apart piece by piece. Now I quote:
{Johnny "What's" Extreme?: I don't see why this comes down to me and Stonewall. He's had one match, and he was lucky enough to win it. I shouldn't have to get into this match and prove myself yet again against some punk who thinks he is the stuff. I shut Troy Daniels' mouth up, and I guess Stonewall is next.}
Stonewall: (Begin sarcasm) Oh no! Extreme is going to beat me up! I'm going to have my punk mouth shut! I'm sure that he'll show me what's what! (End sarcasm) Haha. Let me fill you in on a little secret, I'm not the punk kid that you think I am. Whoever Troy Daniels is, I'm sure that he was never meant to be in this business, because he would still be in this federation! See the point? I'm much more dedicated than you think. I don't think I'm great, I know it! In this federation, I'm considered a green rookie, and I will have to prove time and time again that I am exactly the opposite. And eventually, all of WeWA will come to realize that I am telling the truth right now! Do NOT underestimate me, do NOT think I am just another Joe Smoe off of the streets! Because if that's your train of thought, then you will be busted up beyond belief, and that's a simple fact of life. Mr. Extreme, if that's what you really think you are, prepare to eat your words after Thursday, because I can surely predict that I will be going into the PPV with the title shot.
{Johnny "You'll know I'm" Extreme "Someday": Well, Extreme says that Sinister had just as many oppurtunities to put me away, but he couldn't at first. Let him say what he wants. Stonewall is a flash in the pan. He wins one match and he thinks he's god gift to wrestling. What a joke. I heard you say you pity me. Why? Why do you pity me? Just because Sinister was the better man that night? Were you watching the same match as everyone else? Probably not. You were still on cloud nine after you 'win.' Here's another guy claiming his 'technical ability' will overcome my 'hardcore attitude.' What's up with that? I mean, why does everyone automatically label me as a hardcore wrestler? Just because my name is Extreme? Extreme means hardcore? Somebody get a dictionary and look it up.}
Stonewall: A flash in a pan? I must say I've never heard that expression before. No matter, I'm not one for using 'expressions'. Just keep repeating that to yourself. Maybe you'll convince yourself that it may be true. However, all it will do is let you fall to the bottom of an emotional roller coaster once you are staring at the bright white lights and a hand slaps the mat 3 times. I pity you for a number of reasons. First yes, because you lost to Steve f---ing Sinister, but that is in the past, onto reason number 2. Because you had that immature little temper tantrum after you lost your match! Jesus, do you expect to garner any form of respect if you carry on like that? Any respect that you may have gained in your match is lost in an instant after an outburst like that! Reason number 3 is the same for everyone, and even you should understand it. It's because you have to face me. I feel a small amount of pity for anyone that must meet me in the ring. I know it's hard, but after Thursday you'll understand exactly what I mean. As for thinking you are a hardcore wrestler, does this mean anything to you?
{"A very washed up" Extreme: This was my time to prove to everyone that I am more than just a hardcore wrestler. Tonight was my time to prove to all the critics and internet marks that I am more than just a 'garbage wrestler.' And I blew my oppurtunity. I know that this wasn't my last chance, but it was a great chance.}
Stonewall: You said it yourself during that temper tantrum you were throwing. You said you wanted to prove that you are more than a garbage/hardcore wrestler. Sounds like you explained it yourself pretty well. Thanks, you saved me a few seconds.
{Johnny "Ah f---, I've run out of parody nicknames." Extreme: Had you looked around, you would have found his business partner's head lodged up his ass. But in all seriousness, you can attack faster and fiercer all you want because the second you slip up, I will be all over you like white on rice. I am going to give you the beating you should have gotten last week because your ego is the size of Japan.}
Stonewall: What the hell? So, you don't believe I ever had a former business partner, eh? Alright, I'll state this right here and now, I will reveal him before the month of June is out. So start spreading rumors on who it is all you rumor websites, because in 11 days or less you will know who it is! Now back to the issue at hand. "I will be all over you like white on rice"? Johnny, where do you find these horrible expressions? Twice in one interview? Tisk tisk. As far as my ego goes, you can't measure how large or how small it is. You want large egos? Consult my former "business partner", he'll fill you in on what a large ego really is! I know my ability, and I won my last match, and I sure as hell know I will win this one! If I didn't think I could win, then why would I even try?
[Stonewall flips through the rest of the transcript, but nothing else of interest shows up.]
Stonewall: So Extreme, talk about how you think that you are intense and great, problem is, those are only words. Come Thursday, you will have to put your money (or should I say body?) where your mouth is! And try as you might, you may just realize that your "best" is just not good enough. Just let those words sink it, crawl beneath your flesh, and eat away at your very soul. Taunts bothered you before, and they sure as hell will bother you again.
[Stonewall gets up and shuts off the camcorder. He streches his arms a little, and checks his watch. He then takes out the tape.]
Stonewall: (To himself) Now to send this tape off to Johnny Extreme, and have it played for everyone else in WeWA, especially my former "business partner" haha.
--- The Hotel Lobby ---
[Stonewall walks to the front desk. There are two parts of it, one says English, the other is in Japanese. Stonewall goes to the English part of the desk.]
Man Behind Desk: Yes sir, how may I help you?
Stonewall: Yes, on this piece of paper, there is the address of a particular man. See that a copy of this tape gets to him.
Man Behind Desk: Ah, yes sir!
[Stonewall hands him the tape and Stonewall heads to the garage. He gets in his newly rented car and drives off to get a better idea of what Tokyo looks like.]