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“Hey guys, my name is Lugo and I am the man who has been standing ringside watching my wife go to war, I am the man who watches everything in order to learn. I have watched and I am saddened by what I have seen, the back stabbing, the anger and the fear. There isn't much that shocks me but PRW has done that very thing. We are all competitors hoping to reach the heights of this company, we all share that dream whether you like to admit it or not, that is the ultimate goal. But I am going to tell you the reason I am shocked. I am shocked at the way people are acting in order to be placed at the top, we have attacks under the cover of darkness, we have people lurking in the shadows and we have people shooting down another human being on social media for the world to see.”
The audience remain silent, Lugo may be unknown but the way he speaks manages to hold your attention.
“There is too much anger here and I would like to invite one person down here who I think needs my help, not to sound righteous but I believe I can help. I think this person is a lost soul in need of a helping hand, so bother I want you to reach out to the hand that I am extending to you and take it. Your heart has been hurt I can see that much, and your soul feels empty but we are brothers, we are all human beings and it hurts me to see someone so lost, someone who is in so much pain.”
Taking a moment to compose himself Lugo places the microphone to his side and stares out into the ocean of bodies that surround him, each face fixed on the man in the centre of the ring.
“Jesse Drive I would like very much for you to come out here and meet with me. I want to help you out my brother, you anger tells me you want help. I am not here to look down on you or to judge you on your past. I am here as a friend, I want you to know you have a friend.”
Lugo smiles as he stares up the ramp.
“The people in the back had warned me before I come out here that this might not work but that didn't stop me, you see Jesse I know you will not turn down this offer because I know all you need is a friend. I have been in your shoes, I have never been a top wrestler but I have suffered with alcohol addiction in my past. I know it's the devil that consumes your life, that consume the people who are close to you and destroys every aspect of your life....I also know that I would have died if I didn't have a friend. You see Jesse I was lucky, I really was lucky. I had my wife Heltu, no matter how much trash I threw at her she stayed, no matter how many times I broke down and wanted to end my life, she stayed. Jesse I don't want you to think you are alone because brother I am here for you. Now don't think I don't know what you are thinking now, you are cussing me out and planning on how to kick my ass, I've been there. Depression can make you feel so alone and so isolated that you actually crave the emptiness, and me being out here offering you my hand is an attack on your comfort zone, but Jesse that place is a lie and will only be the downfall of you. That place is not your friend, that place wants to keep you to itself just so it can feast on you, it will keep you there until you have nothing left, until you have no one left to offer a hand.”
Lugo pauses again.
“Jesse please come down here because I am don't want to see you lose a battle you will never win alone. I'll wait here all night if I have too.”
Brunswick: I’m afraid so. I don’t think Drive will answer him though. We all know JD and his diva mentality when coming to booking.
Smith: He’ll answer him. He’s look like a chicken…
Just then loud guitars start going off symbolling a Bring Me The Horizon song.
Smith: Told ya.
Tribe smiles and heads to the ropes.
Looking up the ramp he awaits Jesse Drive. Creeping out of the back slowly, JD, comes out in his strutting way. Smirking while raising his hands because he doesn’t know who the hell Tribe is. Still, when JD is called out, he shows, just in his own way. His own selfish way. Say what you will about his appearance, JD always shows up.
JD: Okay, okay, shut er down boys, cut the music, c’mon lets go.
Music stops.
JD: That’s better. Now let’s make this quick because Sean Aries is starting to piss me off on Twitter. I’m sorry bro.
JD looks to the ring.
JD: Who the hell are you?
Tribe: Well my name is…
Jesse rudely interrupts.
JD: Rhetorical question bro, I don’t care who you are. Who just comes out here and becomes a friend of Jesse Drive. Dude, what’s wrong with you?
Tribe is about to answer, but JD interrupts again.
JD: Rhetorical question bro, I don’t care what’s wrong with you. I only care about myself. You will never be even associated with me. You’re a joke. Look at ya. Your scary the chicks away man.
Jesse Drive is just trying embarrasses Tribe. Saying anything he can to make him look like the stupid one, but everyone in PRW knows JD works alone. It’s what he does. JD keeps talking about Christmas Carnage, but why waste his first match back with this bum?
JD: Bro stop staring at me like that. It’s creeping me out.
Tribe raises the mic.
TBC
1x Undisputed Champion 1x X Division Champion 1x Internet Champion
Tribe wondered who was coming out next as Drive spun about, a mix of fire and ice in his demeanor. He didn't like to be interrupted. Why couldn't all these undercarders, and new guys piss off, so he could go after Aries? The new music a shocker at first, the new tron showcased Dixie Lanford hitting Moonsaults and DDTs making it no mystery who was breaking curtain.
The Southern Sidewinder appeared on stage, mic in hand and a sharkish grin on her face. Eyes glued to Drive. She strikes through the air, killing her theme shortly after a watermark for title, album and band dissolved off screen for the TV viewership.
Smith: Here's my gurl!
Brunswick: Ugh!
Mixed reactions welcome, Dixie nodded at the hot, heating crowd and waited for them to stop booing, wolf whistling and cat calling. After a couple "Show us your tits!" shouts, the ebbing crowd died enough for Dixie to break the calm.
Lanford: Howdy!
And the crowd went "WHAT!?!".
Lanford: Lugo...Drive-drive; "Shoo-fly" decided to say hi!!!
And the crowd went "WHAT!?!" again, with some laughter. Drive scowled as Lugo looked a little confused; the Kentuckian had been labeled, slut, exhibitionist, crazy and backstabber all in short of a week.
Lanford: Drivey, Drivey, Drivey. Back out here in the open, back on social media, done gone back to whorin' and borin' 'tween the ropes, and soon to be back in rehab when ya violate 'nother wellness exam...
A pregnant pause to allow for "WHAT!?!" to follow.
Lanford: Messy Jessey Drive, the man who doesn't know who ah' am but types my name on that there twatter when he tries to make that point...*sigh* Drive, we both been doin' somethin' stupid of lately, and that's not listenin' to ourselves talk, an watchin' our actions play out...
WHAT!?!
Lanford: Ah' went on a crusade against NOX that turned me into an attacker against the very people ah' says ah' was protectin', ya see? Ah' made a mess too, an ah' still ain't makin' as big a one as ya 'bout to make...with SEAN ARIES!
A huge pop sounded at the mention of the PRW Legends' name. Dixie rested the mic on her shoulder, and waited for the crowd to get it all out.
Lanford: Jesse, ol' Shoo-fly ain't out here cuz she wants your (points at Drive's crotch) Drive-shaft. Nah, ah'm not after some penis butter an Jesse, ah'm out here to say ya never had a better reason to listen to Lugo, or anyone else than right now, especially when ya not jus' pokin' a bear...but a KODIAK!
The crowd roared at another Aries cheap pop.
Lanford: Lugo, sorry for buttin' in, go ahead with ya bit!
“Don’t you say one God damn word son or I’ll slap those teeth outta your mouth so hard you’ll be speaking like good “OLE” Dixie here”
Lugo lowers the microphone, but with serious hesitation. Tribe is out here to try and convince JD that he needs him, why wouldn’t he let JD speak. This could help Lugo win JD over. Highly doubt it, but why would JD even care.
“Let’s make this quick because my phone notifications are going off faster than when Razer sees his slut naked.”
Smith: Classic!
Brunswick: Doubt it.
“ Anyways forget Mr Missionary man, this is about me. Lugo! The superstar and wannabe need to have a conversation.”
JD looks to Dixie.
“First of all, you look absolutely awful tonight. It like’s looking at the mixed offspring of Jamie Noble and Luna mixed together which is fuckin disgusting. So keep those hillbilly eyes of the stick of greatness alright.”
Fans are laughing, but at JD, not with me.
Brunswick: Drive is ridiculous.
“Now who the hell do you think you are Dixie? Tribe was about to lick my asshole clean with compliments and stroke my ego with highlights of my career. That is a huge ego boost for anyone and you decide to interrupt it? These people think I am selfish and you come out here and do that? AND I’M THE SELFISH ONE? See this is the kind of stuff I’ve been talking about. You shit on the talent ones and praise the, well mind the pun but the shitty ones.”
A Jesse sucks chant slowly starts to circle the arena. Louder and louder the fans scream at the Gift of Greatness like they never have before. Eyes of a sith, Jesse Drive stares at the fans with hate.
“OH IT’S NOT LIKE IVE NEVER HEARD THAT ONE BEFORE!”
Dixie let’s out a laugh while Tribe just looks at the situation trying to figure out why there is so much hate. Tribe just looks at JD and knows this is a soul needed to be saved. Shaking his head he tries to speak.
Lugo: Jesse,
“No you shut up! I am sick and tired of the disrespect. I am the best this company has ever seen! I could beat Dixie, I can beat Lugo! I can beat anybody! Now, Dixie, let’s pull a Marty Mcfly and go back in the past to five minutes ago when you came here, so I can tell you to make a tree and get outta here!”
Jesse looks at Dixie with hate.
Dixie: It’s make a tree and leave you idiot.
The fans laugh hysterically at Jesse Drive. JD is moving back and forth just raging on the stage!
“You know what!”
TBC
With an interruption by Tribe,
or someone looking for a match at xmas carnage, 4way gentlemen?
The crowd, Jesse, Dixie and I'd say everyone who was watching get caught off guard.
“Jesse, please. You think the reason I brought you out here was to suck up to you? You think I look at you and see a role model? I don't get it, are you trying to fool us or fool yourself? Jesse I called you out here because I want..Wanted to help you. I see you in the back, I see you out here and I see you on social media, and it saddens me. Yes you have potential to be great but you let your own ego stop you reaching 'Greatness'. Your little insults don't make you look like a bad guy, they make you look weak.”
Jesse paces clearly about to flip out on Lugo. Dixie just remains still on the sidelines looking kind of bored.
“Jesse I thought I could be a friend in a time where you are clearly hurting, a time where you are a few bottles and pills away from a an intoxicated death. Yes Jesse it is that serious. But you took my kindness, took my hand out and threw it back in my face.”
Lugo turns to Dixie.
“You didn't help matters either, with everything you have been doing lately, with all the people you have messed with couldn't you have just stopped in the back? I mean it was clear I was out here trying to help him, at what point did you think it was a good idea to interrupt that? Either you thrive of chaos and have serious issues or have no common sense, which one is it.”
“Errr..”
“You know what Dixie it doesn't matter I'm not here to talk through your problems. So Jesse I can take it from how you are acting you don't want my help, I have been in your shoes, I know how hard it can be, we might not have the same story but we have one plot that is the same....Addiction and depression. I have been there man and I know how hard it is, I know that you can see no way forward, hell it's hard to see the right now let alone the future.”
Looking down to the floor Lugo sighs.
“What is we had a match? Hell Dixie you can join in to. Jesse, what if we have a match and if I pin you or make you submit, you have to agree to let me help you, to let me try and get you back on the right track?”
“Ah'm down for a match sweetie, ya'll just gotta get Jesse to sign up and ah' know someone else who would like to join in on the tussle.”
“So Jesse it is all on you, if I pin Dixie the offer doesn't count and you can walk away from me and turn down my help, if you win it doesn't count, if Dixie's 'someone' wins it doesn't count. I have to pin or make you submit, the odds are in your favour....What do you say?
Lugo extends him hand out to Jesse but Dixie immediately moves in and brings it down by his side, her eyes tell him that isn't a good idea at the moment and Lugo nods his head in agreement then they both turn to Jesse.
The lights go out. When they come back up Dixie Langford is laid out on top of the ramp with John Bane standing over her with a chair in his hand. Bane picks up her microphone.
Bane: Accepted.
Bane drops the microphone as everyone looks at each other.
“I guess this John Bane guy wants in on a fight. He doesn’t stand a chance since he can’t even keep you down Dixie.”
Lugo: Are you in JD? Or are you out?
“Hold on a second there bud, I ain’t finished talking.”
Lugo holds the microphone down and looks at Jesse.
“Well, we have a little bit of a predicament. One thing is, my notifications on Twitter and social media are still going off, and I need to get back to chirping people. It’s fun and more fun than I’m having right now. SO! Where were we? Oh yes, Lugo, you just challenged me to a match. Well This dumb fuck Bane guy just accepted into a match that wasn’t even official. I feel bad for him, must be one of those special brain types of people. Know what I mean?
Dixie: I get em?
“Shut up Dixie.”
Lugo: Well what’s it going to be Jesse? You going to let me help you?
“No. I never want to be helped because there is nothing wrong with me. I am the healthy one. I am the one who can see the real truth. That being me, the greatest ever. But, Lugo your stipulations are bold and this will not work for me. Just like when I drink, I do everything alone. Lugo you’ve poked a very angry dragon. A dragon that will hurt, someone that will torture, hell this dragon even goes after your family. Don’t believe me? Ask Carlos Cruz what happened to his daddy a year ago. I am ruthless for a reason. You will find this out Lugo, until Christmas Carnage you’ll be living in my world. A world of ruthless aggression. A world of hate and despiteful action portrayed by a demonic soul of darkness. You Lugo are about to enter my world. My purgatory. You just started your worst nightmare.”
Dixie looks at JD waiting to see where Jesse’s going from this.
“Since Bane jumped in on this fight, I say we go into Christmas Carnage and we fight for our gift. Three men and a slut, one point up for grabs, that’s the only way Jesse Drive does this.”
Brunswick: Pretty bold move from Jesse there.
Smith: First match back and it’s a fatal four way. This man is nuts.
Dixie: Well looky here, Jesse learned some fancy words. Jesse stop being cute.
“Dixie, speaking of cute, which is something you are most defiantly not. I have some more big words for you. Check this out, a little poem for sweet Dixie.”
Lugo looks at JD and starts yelling from the ring.
“Lugo, shut it. I am talking which means you are not allowed to speak. Now Dixie, this one is for you. Roses are red, violets are blue, at Christmas Carnage…”
BAM!!!
Brunswick: OH MY GOSH! DIXIE IS OUT! JESSE JUST STRAIGHT DRIVED’ DIXIE!
Dixie is out cold! The fans are booing in waves as they watch JD stand above her body. Bending down, Jesse moves Dixie’s hair out of her face. Looking at her he spits right on her face.
“Forget it, actions speak louder than words anyways.”
JD gets up and looks to Lugo. Dropping his microphone Jesse’s music hits and he walks away from the stage. Lugo doesn’t know what to think. He came out here trying to offer Jesse help, but ended up in a fatal four way match with Dixie, Bane, and Jesse Drive. Brunswick: Christmas Carnage just got a little epic.
Smith: Dixie is out. Spit on her face. Man, I don’t know what is with JD but the guy is on a rampage.
Brunswick: A long road to Christmas Carnage Smitty. A long road. This could turn out into a war and if anyone specializes in war it is Jesse Drive.
End Scene
1x Undisputed Champion 1x X Division Champion 1x Internet Champion
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