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Behold The Spoiler
Topic Started: Jan 8 2016, 04:09 PM (65 Views)
Joey NOX
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At LaGuardia Airport in Queens, New York, a PRW Hall of Famer sits silently in the early morning. A flight to Texas is on the menu but right now, it's just a half filled airport at 5 AM filled with cold air, unimportant people and one man with a date with destiny. Sitting there alone is a bundled up Joey NOX, his phone in front of his face. NOX senses a PRW presence, a camera as it were, and lowers his phone down slightly. Removing his hood, Joey NOX leans back in his chair a bit and can't help but smile. He wipes his forehead with his hand and then smiles, talking in a surprisingly upbeat voice.


NOX: You know it's, it's almost crazy. Right? I mean think about it for a second. While the rest of the world will be spending close time with their families, maybe huddled around a fireplace or playing with their Christmas gifts that haven't quite lost the luster yet or just enjoying a meal together, I'm doing this. While average men sit at their desks and punch keys or work out on the streets or whatever it is they do to provide, I'm boarding a flight to Texas to fly away from the people I care about. Then I'm going to get in a ring on a Sunday night and for a set amount of money, I'm going to beat up another human being. And what's really nuts is that until THIS very moment, it wasn't even an issue. Like I didn't even pause and go "You know it's kind of crazy to even think about doing this let alone do it!"


It kind of screws with your head if you think about it.



Joey pauses and smirks, running his hand over his mouth. He smirks and chuckles a little while the sounds of early morning hustle and bustle are beginning to take place behind him. As people in the background meander about and plans get ready to take flight, NOX goes back to speaking.


NOX: Carlos, I know you're hearing a lot of people telling you that I'm trying to get into your head and it's, to steal a Swedish saying, cute. Like honestly do you realize I'm already in your head? Have been since like 2014? Like I don't have to get into your head, Carlos. I already am there. I'm so in your head that I actually rent it out to guys like Aries and Alex LeBlanc on the weekends when I'm not in there. I practically have full time tenancy there. I'm not trying to get into your head, I'm just...look man, this is our life. We live this. You KNOW what I'm talking about when I discuss the running away, when I discuss that distant feeling of traveling 1,000s of miles to fight for a living. It's a sacrifice that people, and I mean no disrespect by this, people who don't do it can't understand. Living your adult life in different hotel rooms, one room to the next, one venue to the next. It's...it's amazing how much time we waste.


And for what, Carlos? Another town, another city. Another main event which, by the way, sorry Takato and Bane, we kind of are the main event. What's the payoff for us beyond vanity? When does this stop being art or entertainment or our way of living and become strictly masturbatory? When are we just doing this for ourselves?



NOX pauses, as if considering his own questions. His eyes wander around as he sits there deep in thought momentarily. Finally after a few seconds, Joey NOX's smile returns and he gives the camera a look.


NOX: The answer for you I think is simple. I think it's actually easy for you, Carlos. See you do this because in your mind, in your vision, warped or accurate you still think this one is the one. This win is the win that's going to be the one that takes you to the next level. You want to be successful SO badly that no matter how many times you fail you get up and try again. You have the heart of a champion, the tenacity of a bulldog and the guts that 99% of the people who mock you lack. Assuming you show up of course and don't get fired. You operate like a man who spends every day believing that no matter the circumstances, no matter the odds and no matter how badly you've screwed up before, you can finally get there. In your mind, you're the little engine that could and you're willing to go up any hill and overcome any obstacle because you think you can do it. It's admirable. It's why right now you're packing your stuff to make another trip on the road because THIS one, Salvation when you face me, is going to be it for you. You really believe you can beat me.


So why am I doing it?



As a boarding message plays over the intercom in La Guardia, Joey NOX pauses. He closes his eyes and leans forward in his chair. With his index finger he pokes at his head as if to imply that he's thinking. As silence filters in, Joey NOX calmly sits up in his seat.


NOX: Maybe...maybe this is just what I am, Carlos. Maybe I'm just a guy who needs this chaos to thrive. Hell if you think about it, I've sort of been chaotic to PRW since the day I stepped foot into it. I was never expected to beat Logan or Alex or Serial or win tag titles. I was the Jannetty to Alex LeBlanc's Shawn Michaels. To all of PRW, to the people who made the big decisions? I was just a guy to fill a spot on the card. I was nobody. They used to make fun of me and count the days until PRW ran me off and out of here. I was just a man they needed. Hired hand or "a good mechanic" if you s wish to use those kind of terms.


I was supposed to be Logan's easy Summerfest payday and then I beat him. 1-2-3. Took his title, took his shine at the biggest show of the year.


Alex LeBlanc? HA! They were trumpeting Alex for the top spot since day 1. Everybody who was anybody thought LeBlanc would be a champion and yet I rode into that match Undisputed Champion. People TRULY believed that Alex would own me and yet? I left Atlanta with gold. I beat him. Dropped him on his big head and took the gold.


Serial? It was his time. IT WAS GOING TO BE SERIAL'S TIME AFTER YEARS OF JERKING HIM AROUND! HA! Serial? Beat him. Nearly took his mask off in the process. 1-2-3. Another victim to the mantle.


Adam Xclusiv? Twice beat that guy. "Oh he's a hall of famer, Joey NOX can't compete with that! NOX is just a flash in the pan!" Welp, I beat him. Twice. Retired him even. Terry Bukowski? He's a future star! Beat him. "But Bukowski is going to be a legend!" Beat him and he was never the same again. Haruna Urashima? "SHE'S GOING TO BE THE NEXT WRATH?!" Well yeah, I beat her. Beat her bad enough for some hick to want to kill me over it. I could be here all day.


See Carlos, that's the fun thing about me, I guess. Maybe I'm just a spoiler. Maybe I just thrive off the rush of ruining the best laid plans. Maybe I'm just that asshole who lives off the tears of people who had their hopes and dreams dashed by my hands. I may not win all of them but the ones I lose? Well they don't seem to be the same either. I'm a spoiler, Carlos. I spoil everything. And at Salvation? I plan on spoiling everything you've worked for this past year and a half. THAT is why I do it...and I'm going to do it until there's no more tears left to be shed.



With that, NOX gets up from his seat and walks off toward his gate. The camera focuses on a plane taking off behind him before switching to a graphic for Salvation.
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