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Back In Black; a bit short, but not very sweet
Topic Started: Jun 11 2009, 12:37 AM (136 Views)
Alan Fiscus
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Sadistic Solution
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"I have no particular desire to live. I have no particular desire to be killed. It is a matter of indifference to me. I do not think I am altogether right."- Albert Fish

~~ The scene slowly fades in on a dark place. The cameraman is moving forward, as you hear the sounds of dripping and a small amount of water rushing towards its destination. The cameraman seems appalled, as he searches for his target of interest through this horribly damp, oval corridor. The walls are green with algae and it is apparent now that this location is a sewer dwelling of some sort. The cameraman continue down the corridor, until he reaches another passage. He turns to his right, and keeps forward. ~~

* SQUEAK! *

~~ Suddenly, the camera jerks back as a large brown rat scurries by on the left. The rat doesn't seemed startled at all, in fact it's rather annoyed a human being is down in its habitat. He sits up on his hind legs, and looks up at the camera with scolding eyes. He follows this with another squeak, and then continues down its path. The cameraman shudders a little, before reluctantly going forward again. He whispers to himself that he should just leave, and this isn't worth it. He sees a set of stairs a few feet in front of him, with light from the manhole cover at the top dimly shining through. He begins to pick up speed, gradually making the decision to abandon this assignment. He reaches the stairs only to be extremely startled by a figure who walks out of the shadows at that very moment. The cameraman falls backwards, into the murky sewer water. The camera lens gets water all over it, as the cameraman clumsily tries to get it back in focus on the figure. He wipes the lens down with his free hand, and adjusts the settings. ~~

~~ Standing before him, is a man not seen on TV in almost two months. He is wearing blue jean shorts, self-made, and rather old with rips and holes in them. He wears black combat boots, with only the ankle up showing from being submerged in water. He is wearing a sleeveless "Misfits: Legacy of Brutality" t-shirt, and a chain link around his neck as a necklace with a lock in the center. He hair is damp, combed back, and near the same length as last time you saw him. His face is riddled with stubble, having not shaven in a few days it appears. He is "The Sadistic Solution" Alan Fiscus, former member of the Whole Damn Show, and current Money in the Bank briefcase holder. He even has the briefcase held in his right hand. He sneers down at the cameraman. ~~

Alan
"You look as though you've seen a ghost. Where do you think you're going? I've requested your services down here for a reason. Stand up."

~~ The cameraman slowly gets up out of water, and stands straight up. ~~

Alan
"Now don't move a muscle, and don't even think about taking that camera off of me. I've got a lot to say and you're goin' nowhere. Got it? Good. Now the first thing I want to talk about, is all the rumors surrounding the fact that yes.. I decided to go on hiatus from CZW at what many consider a vulnerable time for me. Matt Covey had just informed the entire world that our partnership, our friendship, our whole stable.. was nothing more than a farce. It was a trick. A ruse, only to please his proverbial employer... Jesse Montana. What can I say? I'm not going to lie to anyone. My heart was broken. Me, the master of the mind games, had his craft turned around on him in spades. I'm not going to make any excuses. But did I leave because of that? No. What no one besides the brass and myself knew, is that I already scheduled a leave of absence before that fiasco went down. I had some personal issues to deal with, some business matters outside of the company to attend. You see, when you're a master of many things.. when you're a mongol of multiple markets like myself.. and you're not being much more than a common criminal like Covey.. you've got your plate full, 24-7. But you see... now those commitments are fulfilled. Now everything is squared away in my life.. that is, except for this bullshit going on in the CZW."

~~ Fiscus strokes his chin a few times, looking for the next words to say. ~~

Alan
"My oh my, what a difference a day makes. The landscape of the CZW sure has changed since when I last graced the promotion with my presence. Gone are the days of the Exiled, which included a former partner of my own. Gone are the days of many familar faces such as Gregory Grantham, Eric Collum and Mortius. New faces such as Chino and Shrapnel are here, but I couldn't give a damn less about that. Where a lot of things have changed, many things remain the same. Montana, who has to be #1 in the Guiness book of world records as largest ego known to man, still dominates the programming. Team XTC still occupy the wet dreams of many 13 year old boys with their over-the-top comedy and superhero antics. One thing that saddens me, though, is seeing Maynard O'Toole as bad off as he is. Through thick and thin, Maynard and Eddie Rowan kept me in their thoughts and I can't thank them enough for their support. You'll pull through it, Maynard. Another thing that remains constant in the CZW, is the despicable presence of Matt Covey."

~~ Fiscus sneers a little as he continues. ~~

Alan
"Covey, you claim to be the TRUE 'Most Dangerous Man in CZW.' You claim to be the 'Bad Ass.' Where you can say over and over that you ran Alan Fiscus out of the CZW, that you destroyed my legacy, that you are the one who cancelled the Whole Damn Show... I can say you are scheduled for more pain, punishment, and torture than you've ever dealt with in your life. When you burn the Riot, the Riot simply rears its ugly head and turns back on you. I didn't need you, I don't need anyone. Where I was surprised you turned on me, I wasn't nearly as heart broken as I let on. My heart's already black, Matt, black with violence and evil. You may be wicked, but I define the word. You may be cruel, you may be violent.. but you're also not much more than a lousy drunk. If you weren't a professional wrestler, Matthew, you'd probably be flipping burgers at Burger King. That's the magnitude of your motivation. The whole swindel you pulled on us will go down in the history books as your coup de grace, and even then THAT was a plan Jesse set up in the first place. You were but his pawn, as you always seem to be. And soon, VERY soon... you will be the mouse to my cat. I don't think you can drink enough liquor to numb the pain I am going to unleash on you, my friend."

~~ Fiscus pauses, shifting to the next subject. ~~

Alan
"A new day is upon us. A new era has begun. I have come back to save the CZW from sure collapse. Soon... VERY soon... I will be cashing in this..."

~~ Alan pats the Money in the Bank briefcase that is in his right hand. ~~

Alan
"...And finally a DESERVING champion will be crowned. But exactly when and where, I will not say. Not yet. First things first. In Spokane on June 13th, I am scheduled to face a man I have been wanting to get in the ring for many months now. A man who, alongside his ambigiously gay partner, put me on the shelf for a short period of time last year. Mark one for him. Later on, however, I returned the favor by nearly crippling him for life. Mark one for me. We're even. This is the tie-breaker. Mike King, this will be the battle we should of had months ago. I don't really have much against you anymore, but believe you me... you will serve as a testimony to Matt Covey... Jesse Montana... Ace King, and everyone else who might think Alan Fiscus has lost a step. I couldn't give a damn less about your drama with Brian Kirkland, or your reunion with Tim Timmons. You are but a stepping stone. This will resemble what Nirvana did to hair metal in the early '90's. A complete wipe out. I will set out to change the make up of professional wrestling, to raise the bar to a level it's never been at before. And it all starts with you, Phoenix. I'm serving notice to EVERYONE on the roster, even including my good friend Eddie Rowan. Eddie, I love ya, I respect ya.. but stay the hell out of my way if you know what's good for ya. This is not a mere 'comeback.' This isn't just another return. Everyone mark their calendars, as this date will stand as the day everything changed in the CZW. Where it was at an all-time low, I will single-handedly bring it back to heights it's never reached before. If you have even an ounce of intelligence in your brains, you already know what a dangerous and unpredictable menace I can be. It's going to be cranked to 11 now, bitches. I've sat by idle long enough, I've watched as Jesse ran this show into the ground repeatedly with his ego and his henchmen. His ever-changing henchmen. This man has less luck than Timmons at keeping friends by his side. Covey would be your only constant, and pretty soon you won't even have that greaser. I don't give a damn if the fans like me or not. Never have. I don't give a damn if the boys in the back like me or not. Never have. The only opinion that matters to me, is that of my OWN. And I feel pretty damn good about myself right now."

~~ Fiscus, almost sarcastically, cracks a smile. ~~

Alan
"In fact, I am in the best shape of my life and career. I've been working out virtually non-stop, knowing full well what it will take to become the CZW World Heavyweight Champion. I'll give credit where credit is due, and CZW has some of the best athletes the world over. From the bottom rung of the ladder at Seamus O'Reilly to the top of the mountain at Ace King... I know what each man delivers in that ring, day in and day out. I study, I obsess, I contemplate. I know the weaknesses and the strengths, just like I know Mike King through and through. Mike, you call yourself "Badd Company" ... well you're going to be in BADD SHAPE after the evening in Spokane comes to a close. My grand return, at your expense. I'm not full of empty words as so many of you are, what I say is FACT and TRUTH. I am a prophet, and you're looking at the CZW World Heavyweight Champion... the moment I decide to take my throne. My fate is in my own hands, as it always was. It is my destiny."

~~ Alan steps back from the ladder, as if allowing the cameraman the opportunity for an exit. ~~

Alan
"You're free to go, but just one more thing. I brought you down here for a reason. This sewer.. these wretched walls, this stench... all represent one thing. Matthew Covey's livelihood. Just like this sewer, he is a sub-human. A lowly, rancid rat picking from the scraps. He, and Montana, and virtually everyone else on the CZW roster are sub par when it comes in comparison to ME. Where they are some of the best.. I am that much better. I will ascend to the light, to the glory, while he will forever remain down here in the damp darkness... a failure at life. Mike King, remember one thing. When it comes to you and me, it's as easy as the hunter and the hunted. You can guess which position you will take."

~~ Fiscus begins laughing to himself, a sinister grin across his face. The cameraman hastily climbs the stairs, and the scene fades to black before he gets to the top of the manhole. ~~

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