Inner Toughts: It was a night that we will not forget that easily, a night of triumphs and setbacks. And all-in the heat of the moment expectations were finally coming true. Or should i say, my expectations came true. For how long have i had to listen tot he High Stake Jitters??? Is it a child’s way to explain to someone that they rely upon historical facts that happened how many years ago beyond your own wrestling ability?? It’s a shame that I was expecting a freight train and all I got was nothing more than a little engine that couldn’t. How ironic it was to see you struggle Casey, how ironic indeed…
A confrontation of the minds:
A burning candle is shining in a room filled with darkness, a heavy breathing of a man can be heard. Filled with anger and rage. His mind is consumed with nothing more than to destroy everything that he sees except for that flame that somehow manages to calm him. Until…,
Voice: Raab???
Nothing more than silence is heard as even the heavy breathing has stopped for a few moments, before it has turned into an outburst of rage.
Lord Raab: WHAT?!!!!!!
The flame has changed from his calm and steady burning state into that of almost extinction as the sudden rage outburst causes it to almost perish. A silence has fallen over the man they call Lord Raab and the one that spoke to him.
Lord Raab: If you hold your life dear Goth, I suggest you….
Goth: Leave??? I shudder the thought what you would do to whomever it would have been if you were to confront someone on Climax Control. I think I may just sit here and tell you like it is….,
Lord Raab: I told you….,
Goth ignores the warning of his fellow Monstimal’s partner as he sits down. The outline of his posture can be seen through a thing shade of light that shines upon him from the burning candle.
Goth: It’s a good thing I have an issue of taking advice from others when I clearly see tings differently Raab. Especially when my veteran advice will help you come out of this stronger, better and most of all….
Lord Raab: I warn you!!!!!
Goth: Oh cut the crap Raab, you are filled with hatred and rightfully so!!! But it consumes you to the point where if I don’t sit down with you, that you burn yourself to the ground. You see Raab, having that championship belt around your waist for the very first time consumes you. You live in the high of being the very best that deep down inside your gut it eats you alive. And I’m pretty sure that the only thing that you are thinking….
Lord Raab: You don’t know shit what I’m thinking about Goth!!!
Goth: You are thinking about doing what happened, why you no longer have that belt and that you want it back isn’t it Raab??? You miss having that taste that you desired oh so much for the very first time tat you held that very same belt that I have held twice already. Don’t you?
Silence comes over the monster, whose breathing has slowed down a little bit. But still very angered and filled with hatred.
Goth: Glad to have your attention Raab, you see. I had to learn it the hard way. The very first time that I won the Global championship in the GWA. I beat a guy that was unbeaten in months, a guy that took down every superstar that was set in front of him and I was a nobody. I was ecstatic, I was partying all night long and I was out of control. Believing that I would defeat everyone in the path in front of me as I have held many titles before that one… and the first ever match I was in…. I lost my belt.
Raab’s eyes stare a hole through Goth’s already dark soul as the current Roulette champion rests his head against the wall and scratches his head as if he as an itch.
Goth: Ah that feels good, you should try that sometimes Raab. I…,
Lord Raab: Tell me Goth….tell me more NOW!!!!
Goth closes his eyes and shakes his head no, only to anger the monster even more as he is about to get to his knees to stand up.
Goth: I wouldn’t if you were intelligent enough to remember that the darkness is my home Raab. One simple blow and the darkness has consumed the only light that you have got left. And what would you do when your eyes has to get used to my domain, long enough for me to strike and make you remember the night I beat you???
Raab’s eyes show how much he hates the comments of Goth, yet cannot deny the fact that he is right as he reluctantly sits down.
Goth: I expected a rematch clause, only to realize that I was send to a path that took me six months to reclaim something that I wanted all along. And you know something Raab??? I lost that title in a match pitting five other men. Five of the top superstars that were all ready to hold the gold that I did not deserve at that time.
Lord Raab: But you won a title match Goth, don’t tell me.
Goth: I wasn’t ready for holding the prestige that came along with that golden championship belt. I’ve held many titles all around the world, but that belt at that given time was beyond that what I have ever experienced. It was too soon, I did not had any freaking idea what it was like to defend an entire organization as their top dog and mostly the most marked man in the wrestling history EVER!! And I had to fight, claw and dig deep for six long freaking months before taking home the gold by outlasting eleven other men inside an Hell in a Cell elimination match. And you know what Raab?? Nobody gave me shit, nobody even dared to think that I would stand a chance as I had to face names that always beat me, always pinned me and always outlasted me in that ring. It drove me to the point where I didn’t cared anymore. Must sound familiar huh Raab???
Goth sighs as hears the grinding of the teath of Lord Raab, realizing that the monster hates to admit hat someone is right. Although the respect between the two men keeps him from beating down his partner.
Goth: I’ve had to overcome betrayal, I’ve had to overcome leading a group of men that anything but confident to get to the level that they once were. Hell in the six months until that faithful reign, I dismantled single handedly an entire stable that my bosses left me for. Taking home the tag team titles away from them with a man that never even been in a single tag team match in his entire life. I grew up from the moment that I had nothing left to fight for. At this very moment, you feel like you have nothing left to fight for isn’t It Raab?? You feel desire to prove everyone wrong, you want to take away something that you feel is rightfully yours. To prove to everyone, but most importantly yourself that you deserve to have that title around your waist and that you were not just a sigh in the wind that people aren’t even talking about anymore.
Raab’s eyes are burning as much as that of the candle, consuming every word that his veteran partner is talking to him. Trying to set in what he is learning as he nods silently.
Goth: And when you overcome every single odd, like I did. Where I beat the man at that given moment that was the champion at that given moment. Dropping him and securing that very important pinfall as I moved on. Never looking back, never jumping up and down with excitement. Never letting down my guard as I wanted more, I needed more and took out the other men that stood me in the way as I pinned the two men that I never could have pinned… ending up finally with that one title that I craved for oh for so God forsaken long. And I held it for six months, six long months of gruelling and destructive matches. Learning to be the one that beats them all. Being the one that grew with every passing second as I was the one that never looked back. Being the one that overcame all odds and be the most destructive force that the wrestling world has ever seen. THAT’S what you should be focusing on Raab…. Instead of rage of uncontrollable urges that at this moment you wont be able to contain.
Lord Raab: I hate….
Goth: Go ahead, hate me for being right. Hate me for being honest, better hate me for the right reasons instead of hating the world for losing that belt for the wrong reasons. Because in the end, you have to set the wrong right… when that time comes you will.
Raab watches Goth getting to his feet and walks off, before staring right into the burning candle once more as we go to a commercial break.
Interview:
Goth is talking on the phone with his wife as Pussy Willow sits down in front of him at the dinner table that he is sitting on. He motions to her to wait for a few moments as he finishes his phone conversation.
Goth: That’s right hun, I love you too. I got to go, Willow is here and she wants to hear the latest news of the Roulette champion.
He grins as he hears his wife say something before hanging up and grins at Willow.
Willow: You are in a good mood??
Goth takes a sip from the bottle of water before resting against the chair as he continues to smile at Willow.
Goth: Isn’t it obvious??? I’m the talk of the town as the miracle of High Stakes has emerged upon us. The undefeated streak of Goth has once again chalked up another name and I am at this very moment tying a recent record of 10 wins of Andrew Watts. Getting closer to the record of longest reign of Roulette champion…. And I am ready to do so much more.
Willow nods her head as she motions for the camera crew to start recording.
Willow: You just mentioned your victory at High Stakes and your track record as of late, is it the main motivation for you to battle on and putting the title on the line against everyone???
Goth: No Willow, I want to be the very best. Now people will ultimately address me with the fact that I am not. For the simple reason that I’m not the World champion. Of course that’s a statement that is true and I will not deny. But you see Willow, I’m here to make history. I’m here to walk out at every given moment that someone has got the guts to challenge me for the title and think he has got a shot. Because the challenge for me is that I want to prove everyone wrong that is being put in front of me. And if that means building up a win record that at this moment has not been broken, then so be it. I’ve just never been better in my entire life and that’s something you can ask Casey about.
Goth grins after that final comment as he takes a bite from his sandwich.
Willow: You had a gruelling match against Casey and came out victorious. Your fellow member of the Monstimals Lord Raab didn’t succeeded to retain the title. What are your thoughts about that???
Goth: My thoughts?? My thoughts are that Raab will once again be the champion of the company soon enough. He had a gruelling match against a guy that clearly didn’t wanted to leave the arena without that belt. And all Raab has to learn is to get that mentality to get his belt back before Drake Green thinks he can walk around with that championship belt for a very long time.
Willow: Are you suggesting that you want to have a shot at the World title Goth??
He grins, taking a final bite from his sandwich before taking a sip from is water and finishes it before answering.
Goth: Oh my, what do questions may have a heavy burden upon your delicate mind huh Willow?? I’m here to be the very best that this industry has ever seen. You see, I am the current Roulette champion, meaning that as long as I am holding this belt I won’t be eligible to challenge whomever it is that is holding the belt. But after breaking the record of longest Roulette Champion, I will be deciding to have another quest in life to achieve something that needs to be achieved. At this very moment, there’s only one man that deserves that shot and that’s Raab. If someone thinks that he comes even closer than him, must be out of his mind and quite honestly delirious.
Willow: Fair enough, so about the other things that you were a part off. There was the challenge towards the newly crowned tag team champions Guns for Hire to fight them in a tag team match where they could have chosen any of the three of you. And the moment where you attacked Wyatt Peterson.
Goth rolls his eyes annoyed at Willow as he shakes his head no.
Willow: No???
Goth: Willow, isn’t it an obvious observation from anyone around the world that this is how someone like Peterson thinks he can get a shot at my belt??? The guy just emerges from nowhere, is put in the ring to be a referee and then assumes he can have a title shot by beating me down?? Oh how ironic and stupid must the idiot really be??
Willow: Meaning???
Goth: Don’t break your pretty little head over questions that are beyond the usual level of questions that you are used off like do you want two lumbs of sugar or one??? You see Willow, this open challenge scenario I put out for everyone to beat me… it means that even retired wannabe’s like him could challenge me and get their ass kicked. This guy prefers to wait until I defeat someone, get all sweaty and then try his luck.
Willow: But you hit him first. I…,
Goth: I do what I need to do to make my life interesting Willow, I cannot blame you for trying to figure out how exciting it must be to be the one that receives questions instead of trying to come up with questions for a change. But the fact is that I know what he wanted, I knew that he would make a move… I just made sure I did it first.
Willow: Fair enough, but about the challenge?? This week, instead of a tag team match. You face Brody in a non title hardcore match. What are your thoughts???
Goth starts to chuckle as he cannot believe the question that Willow asked him about his match.
Goth: My thoughts?? It really doesn’t matter does it??? I mean, I don’t mind being in a singles match with one of the co holders of the beloved Guns For Hire. Wondering myself why in the hell if I challenge them to a tag team match of any combination, that the powers that be has to resort to a mere hardcore one on one confrontation. Not that it really boths me though, because I am always up for a challenge to face anyone in these type of matches. The truth is that dear old Samuel has been itching to get physical in the ring and so far he has been denied the golden opportunity. Why is that Willow??? Can you answer me that???
Willow: Well, until now both you and Raab were singles champions. Having the….
Goth: Oh please Willow, are we champions prohibited to step one foot of our seemingly confront zone??? Ever heard of tag matches where nothing is on the line beyond the responsibility of defending the titles at a later date?? The truth is that nobody wants to see the Monstimals tag each other inside the ring. The truth is that I don’t think one half of our management wants to see their tag team champions get their asses handed to them by us. Truth hurts doesn’t it Willow?? Of course the truth will ultimately tell me tat Brody and Landon won’t mind facing us in the ring. Because they speak out of truth and loyalty to the good cause don’t they???
Goth stares at Willow, as she is trying to find an answer to the notion that he made towards her. But cutting her off at the moment that she wants to speak again.
Goth: Facts are that I have dealt with these things all my life and I strive to the excellence of my being. I welcome to new things, I welcome to mix things up if they wish to put me in the ring along with either of Samuel or Raab of being their tag team partner. Because in the end it will remain the same result of me holding my hand up high in the air as the victor once more. Nothing will change the fact that every time that I step foot in the ring, that I deliver. That I put on a show that people have to deal with and try to overcome. That I am a guarantee as of late to headline shows when others wish to wait for another week or so to do their job.
Willow: Are you suggesting….,
Goth: Suggestions need to be send to those who are clueless what to wear when they get up from bed Willow. I’m telling you like it is. Where are former champs like Kain??? Hiding like a little schoolboy that gets bullied all the time. Trying to impress his kids and with flexing his muscles as he knows that he got destroyed. I don’t take a walk when things get rough for ya, I don’t complain. I just get up and get in your face and continue doing so until I get what I want.
Willow: And what is that Goth???
Goth chuckles at her as he slowly gets to his feet as he bends forward towards her.
Goth: At this moment Willow?? The one thing that is on my mind is taking down one half of the SCW tag team champions in my quest to my eleventh straight win. To prepare myself to get physical inside that six side ring and enjoy every second of it. But if you wouldn’t mind excusing me?? I have got to prepare myself for Climax Control.
With that Goth walks off as we go to another commercial break, where the main event for Climax Control is advertised.
Champion vs. Champion
Rp against Ethan Brody
Goth: Is there anything else in this world that I wouldn’t do to you???
A soft chuckle can be heard from Goth as he can be seen sitting in a bar in down town Santa Domingo, Dominican Republic. He takes a sip from a local beverage as he enjoys the taste of it.
Goth: Of course there isn’t a damn thing that I wouldn’t do to Casey Williams and boy Gosh, I guess he experienced it first hand huh?? So I wonder Casey, before I turn my attention to more interesting and important things than you. Tell me how it is like to realize that you put your faith in a fairy tale and woke up realizing that not all fairy tales end up with an happy ending?? Did you read your kids bedtime stories that made you believe in the powers of the written make believe??? Or are you just too blind to see that nothing in this world at tis very moment can stop me, not even a train that had some logistic problems.
Goth chuckles as he takes another sip from the glass.
Goth: Hmm that sure has hit the spot, but enough on big kids with smaller brains. It’s time to move on to Wyatt Peterson. The referee that I attacked and hit back… it’s great to see that there is someone out there that does not walk away from a fight and fights back. Learn something from that Casey, maybe you will grow a pair down the road. But back to you Wyatt. Did I struck you before you ever could hit me??? I’m sure that you were waiting for that one moment where my guard would have been down to hit me and take a cheap shot. You see, when you share the ring like I have in recent months since I rejoined SCW. I have had to deal with cowards like Travis, cowards like Casey, cowards like Shipman. It has grown to me that there has been a pattern between mice amongst mice. But then again, you may surprise me and come out with something special down the road… and then again, not few mice have ever done more than trying to steal some cheese from a trap now haven’t they Wyatt???
His smile reveals much, enjoying his time in this wonderful place and enjoying pleasures of being away from home brings you in a foreign country.
Goth: I’ll play along Wyatt, it’s not like others have tried their best to play their cards the right way. It’s like a game of chess wouldn’t you agree?? Feeling out the intentions of your opponent and then strike when they are cornered. It’s times like these I enjoy waking up to a new day in the hopes of something that could lead up to a challenge for a change. But then again, you just have to wait your turn to see whether your luck is beyond that of a little engine that thought he could.
Goth: Just don’t try to disappoint me huh Wyatt, it’s a long and lonely road at the top. From time to time, it will be nice to have some worthy company before knocking down to size.
His eyes reveal is sadistic nature as he is enjoying himself, he is ordering some more drinks before turning is attention to the camera for the very first time.
Goth: And then there’s Ethan Brody. The man that is one half of the SCW world tag team champions. Beating down three teams, that neither of any of these teams even deserved to be in these matches to begin with. But I guess the one that was the least un impressive as claimed their right as the tag team champions. Congratulations are in order I suppose.
He claps is hands, mocking the victory of his opponent at High Stakes as he and his tag team partner became the owner of the vacant tag team titles.
Goth: I just wonder why when I ask of something, make challenges that I only get half what I want?? Not that it is your fault that it is a one on one hardcore confrontation instead of that what I wanted. But then again, I’ve also asked for challenges to try to take away my belt. In the hopes of names like Simon Jones, Sean Jackson or any big shot out there to take away my belt. Only to be disappointed with the fact that they have other agenda points…. I wonder, don’t they like me???
He grins for a few moments, accepting the new drink that he getthe bartender and then turns is attention towards the camera once more.
Goth: Isn’t it odd that the wrestler of the year, the most hated and most whatever you can come up withes to settle with te Internet championship belt instead of mine??? Or the fact that a legendary figure like Simon Jones openly admitted he wanted to try his luck… just to see him run off with the excuse that he wanted to resort to a future as a tag team champion??? I wonder Ethan, as you have seen it all and done it all before. Is there a matter to the madness that makes it impossible for these men to try their best with a man like yours truly?? But then again, would it be the same way today if you had to face the former champs in a confrontation as their undefeated reign never got beaten to begin with???
Goth: Oh I know that assuming that did not happen is meaningless in comparison to your tainted reign as champion wouldn’t you agree?? It’s not like you really beat any impressive teams to become something that you are today. I mean seriously, The Surf Boys??? The purring kitties of R.O.A.R.
and the crippled Jets. Impressive, too bad that the world has yet to see the ultimate strength of the Monstimals in action. A unity that is beyond that what the sane mind could comprehend. Something that ultimately even you and your tag team partner has got to deal with. Wouldn’t you agree??? Or would you remind the world that you are a champ and the very best of what you can be???
He takes a sip from his tequila, enjoying the taste as he remains silent for a few moments. Savouring every moment of his drink before he continues.
Goth: It will be an understanding gesture if you would resort to pointing out the obvious that your cohesive unit has done the maximum of what you could have achieve at High Stakes. Winning the World and World Tag team titles one one night. Taking over the dominance that was once ours. And yet, does it mean that I should remain silent for this moment until we reclaim our dominance?? Or should I just grab the source by the throat and drag every inch of your life essence away from the core.
Goth: You see, I prefer to savour every exact moment of inserting an injection of helplessness into my victims before it is too late. Whether it is you, Drake Green, Wyatt Peterson or whomever it is… you will all become a reality that it is me that holds your destiny in the palms of my hands. To choose whether I would do like ancient Rome, thumbs up or down to decide your future or your past in one single blow. For it is my opportunity to extract my first blow…taking my first shot at your pride. At your believe that you all along with Drake Green have destroyed those that stood in your way. While it was just merely the first step into something that you will be unable to understand. Understanding the day that true power will overcome your pitiful attempt to fight what you cannot overcome. It’s a same though that after Climax Control that fairy tale of your dominance will already be crumbling right before your eyes.
He takes another sip from his tequila, finishing it all as he places the glass on the bar and sighs.
Goth: You do know I have to hurt you Ethan??? And with hurt I do not mean the obvious point of using everything that I can to beat you down and then take home the victory. Oh no, that would be too obvious now wouldn’t it?? I have got to hurt you because I want you to go through like each and everyone out there that has gone through the same pain that I have gone through. To inflict the same suffering that I have gone through and cherish every moment that you scream out of pain.
Goth: Because Ethan, I will make your life complete misery when I’m through with you. Making you forget everything that you have ever known of your life and beg for me to stop. Begging to make you see the things that you have been used to, wanting to escape the pain that I have been going through for years and years before deciding to make the world understand my misery. Because until the moment comes that I will blind you until you see just mere shades of what you have been used to, ten you have never lived before. Because pain is the one essence in life that you need to overcome before you can claim you have achieved anything.
Goth: Winning those tag team titles was just the beginning of my quest of making you suffer. I’ve been asking for weeks, weeks Ethan to get to face you and your partner in the ring in a tag team match. Where you pick your opponents, where you pick the stipulations and it all has come down to this?? A hardcore match against an seemingly unbeatable opponent that does not stand here before you to defend his winning streak. Not as a man that wants to please his owners… I’m a man that pleases his suffering through the misery of others. And to witness the bleeding of either of us, to witness the screaming of pain when I dig my fingers into your eyes and try to take away every inch of vision that I lack sooths me to the point where I know that I have beaten you already. Already the music is playing once more as the Man in the Box has his eyes sown shut…. Shut from the sins of the world, shut from the misery that he cannot bear anymore. Shut from the ideals that repulses him and forcing me to do the same to each and everyone that I have faced.
Goth: Chris Shipman in the most brutal matches I have ever been in, Travis Nathaniel Andrews, Lord Raab, Connor Murphy, Steve Ramone, both members of R.O.A.R. Casey Williams and even more that I forgot to remember. Tell me your hopes and dreams of survival, only to please my thirst to please my insanity.
He pushes away his hair that has gotten before his face as he grins
Goth: I know when it comes down to these type of matches people expect the two of us to inflict pain upon the other for the excitement and because we are free to do so. But there’s where the comparison between us ends. And that’s why I will beat you and make you suffer to the point of no return. But don’t worry, I will make it wort your time…. Trust me….,
With that the shot fades to darkness as Goth smiles sadistic.
