Post by cjodonnell on May 23, 2015 9:30:51 GMT -5
[The camera is moving. We are in a dimly lit corridor where "The Distinguished" CJ O'Donnell is pacing, his red mohawk is strategical placed off his face. O'Donnell is wearing a set of ear plugs and is listening to something on an MP3 player, licking his lips with a twisted smile as he breathes in and out. The camera approaches O'Donnell as he is lost in a mantra- he does as the mantra demands.]
O'Donnell: Breathe in- count to five as you pull in the breath and hold it for a beat. Breathe out, counting it- five, four, three, two, one feel the negative energy leave and breathe in the good for one- two- three-four- five. Hold it! And let it out for five- four- three- WHAT THE HELL?!?!!
[CJ is startled by the camera and steps back- he looks around himself, and then steps to the camera with a look of stunned confusion. He looks into the lenses, then at the camera man behind the camera, and then at the camera again. He nods his head- ]
O'Donnell: Okay, right- I forgot. I've got my mind all buzzing- flipping here, flopping there, kind of confused and all sorts of weirded out. Did you see Horns? Daniel Radcliffe, fantastic movie, written by Joe Hill- son of Stephen King, a generational thing I guess, but they say it is not really a horror story or anything like that. The guy turns into a fucking horned demon and they say it is not a horror story- they say it's fantasy, it's comedy, it's dark comedy, and the jibber jabber over semantics. SEMANTICS!!! Do you have any idea how rare a decent horror movie is?
[O'Donnell shakes his head and suddenly punches the wall- repeatedly, screaming as he does so. He turns back to the camera and licks his lips. He takes a deep breath in through his nose and stares down at the camera.]
O'Donnell: Who? What? When? Where? Why? A golden mile for a golden opportunity and the only thing standing between me and redemption is one man who thought it was safe and cozy and quiet in the wrestling world again. What are you living in the Magic Kingdom? The world is not all peaches and cream. We live in a very dark and creepy world. People who you think are your friends are really your enemies and your enemies are really your friends. I know it is a fucked up place.
[CJ continues to stare into the camera as a very sinister smile begins to form on his face.]
O'Donnell: People want to know what happened to the happy go lucky fucking dweeb that first debuted here in NGSE. Well you see when I suffered that injury it was like a light bulb went off in my head. Being a fucking tool doesn't get you anywhere. It doesn't get you the respect. It doesn't make you a feared man. Everyone is not only laughing behind your back but also in your face. I could not just let that happen anymore I had to unleash the beast within. So as I was healing from my injury I decided to not only coming back stronger and healthier but also more pissed off and not to hold in my feelings anymore. So my first match back is against Jamie Jackson.
[At this name the grin leaves his face- Concern flickers across his eyes, the lips tremble a bit and O'Donnell seems to lose the plot for a moment. He blinks and his shoulders slump as his gaze falls downward. His features go a little pale- ]
O'Donnell: JAMIE JACKSON!!!!
O'Donnell: So I see you have done your homework. Yeah not only am I big fucking deal in Atlantic City but people not fear the man I have become. This old Catholic boy hears you preaching about things you barely understand, big man. I watch you take what you do to other people and I am supposed to stand here and give a little sound byte about the other guy who just came back also. Fuck you. You are stealing my thunder. Not stealing my spotlight. That is how this business works with all the hype and the energy and the entertainment that people want to see- NO! Not for you, not this time, not without some real thoughts because I actually do have something a bit more meaningful to say to you- I don't respect you. I don't like you. I am not your friend. I am not your enemy. I am your fucking worst nightmare come to life.
[O'Donnell turns his eyes to the camera.]
O'Donnell: I don't fear you. That makes you just about the same as everyone is the back. I came back not because I had to but because Devlin Scott called me and begged me to come back. He needed someone to save his precious NGSE. I told him I would come back on two conditions. I need a huge pay raise and that my actions inside, outside, backstage basically anywhere throughout the arena I would not be suspended. I would not be fined. My contract could not be terminated. Devlin agreed to those terms. May God have mercy on your souls because I sure hell with not. I don't like your chances Jamie - now turn the camera off, I have some meditating to do.
No Perks ...
No Regrets ...
No Mercy ...
[Camera fades to black.]
O'Donnell: Breathe in- count to five as you pull in the breath and hold it for a beat. Breathe out, counting it- five, four, three, two, one feel the negative energy leave and breathe in the good for one- two- three-four- five. Hold it! And let it out for five- four- three- WHAT THE HELL?!?!!
[CJ is startled by the camera and steps back- he looks around himself, and then steps to the camera with a look of stunned confusion. He looks into the lenses, then at the camera man behind the camera, and then at the camera again. He nods his head- ]
O'Donnell: Okay, right- I forgot. I've got my mind all buzzing- flipping here, flopping there, kind of confused and all sorts of weirded out. Did you see Horns? Daniel Radcliffe, fantastic movie, written by Joe Hill- son of Stephen King, a generational thing I guess, but they say it is not really a horror story or anything like that. The guy turns into a fucking horned demon and they say it is not a horror story- they say it's fantasy, it's comedy, it's dark comedy, and the jibber jabber over semantics. SEMANTICS!!! Do you have any idea how rare a decent horror movie is?
[O'Donnell shakes his head and suddenly punches the wall- repeatedly, screaming as he does so. He turns back to the camera and licks his lips. He takes a deep breath in through his nose and stares down at the camera.]
O'Donnell: Who? What? When? Where? Why? A golden mile for a golden opportunity and the only thing standing between me and redemption is one man who thought it was safe and cozy and quiet in the wrestling world again. What are you living in the Magic Kingdom? The world is not all peaches and cream. We live in a very dark and creepy world. People who you think are your friends are really your enemies and your enemies are really your friends. I know it is a fucked up place.
[CJ continues to stare into the camera as a very sinister smile begins to form on his face.]
O'Donnell: People want to know what happened to the happy go lucky fucking dweeb that first debuted here in NGSE. Well you see when I suffered that injury it was like a light bulb went off in my head. Being a fucking tool doesn't get you anywhere. It doesn't get you the respect. It doesn't make you a feared man. Everyone is not only laughing behind your back but also in your face. I could not just let that happen anymore I had to unleash the beast within. So as I was healing from my injury I decided to not only coming back stronger and healthier but also more pissed off and not to hold in my feelings anymore. So my first match back is against Jamie Jackson.
[At this name the grin leaves his face- Concern flickers across his eyes, the lips tremble a bit and O'Donnell seems to lose the plot for a moment. He blinks and his shoulders slump as his gaze falls downward. His features go a little pale- ]
O'Donnell: JAMIE JACKSON!!!!
O'Donnell: So I see you have done your homework. Yeah not only am I big fucking deal in Atlantic City but people not fear the man I have become. This old Catholic boy hears you preaching about things you barely understand, big man. I watch you take what you do to other people and I am supposed to stand here and give a little sound byte about the other guy who just came back also. Fuck you. You are stealing my thunder. Not stealing my spotlight. That is how this business works with all the hype and the energy and the entertainment that people want to see- NO! Not for you, not this time, not without some real thoughts because I actually do have something a bit more meaningful to say to you- I don't respect you. I don't like you. I am not your friend. I am not your enemy. I am your fucking worst nightmare come to life.
[O'Donnell turns his eyes to the camera.]
O'Donnell: I don't fear you. That makes you just about the same as everyone is the back. I came back not because I had to but because Devlin Scott called me and begged me to come back. He needed someone to save his precious NGSE. I told him I would come back on two conditions. I need a huge pay raise and that my actions inside, outside, backstage basically anywhere throughout the arena I would not be suspended. I would not be fined. My contract could not be terminated. Devlin agreed to those terms. May God have mercy on your souls because I sure hell with not. I don't like your chances Jamie - now turn the camera off, I have some meditating to do.
No Perks ...
No Regrets ...
No Mercy ...
[Camera fades to black.]
