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Raven Gets Back on his Feet; Posting for Doug
Topic Started: Aug 26 2006, 11:34 PM (63 Views)
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Shannon Moore has already left the ring. Raven is laid out in the center of the ring staring up at the ceiling. He is laying there motionless in total disbelief of what has just taken place. He lost his Intercontinental in front of his home crowd to one of his old nemeses. Suddenly the crowd turns on their fallen hero. The catcalls and boos fill the arena. Raven still lies still and in amazement in the ring. He can’t believe what is going on in a city so close to his home. Before the match he was beloved by this crowd and now they have turned on him in his weakest state. The next thing you know the ring is getting showered with cups both empty and full. Beer, soda, water is starting to cover the whole canvas of the ring. Raven covers his head as he gets to his feet. The drinks and trash are bouncing off of Raven as he still has a look of total shock on his face. Is this really happening? Raven slowly walks down the entrance way towards the back. The fans are screaming in his face, they are telling him that he sucks and other harsher words. Raven is a professional so he takes the abuse without saying a word. A full cup of beer comes flying out of nowhere and is a direct shot right off Ravens head. The fans cheer for that cheap shot and Ravens head hangs in shame as he enters the backstage area. Raven keeps his head down as he walks into his locker room. Once inside he grabs his things and throws them into a duffel bag. He throws the bag over his shoulder and he walks out of the arena. The scene fades to black.


The scene reopens in a cheap hotel in Trenton. This place is a real shithole. The bed has stains on it, the TV appears to be from 1987 and the drapes on the windows are brown from all the dirt and dust that is covering them. Sitting on what you could call a table is a half empty bottle of Grey Goose Vodka, about 5 empty Bud Light bottles, a cell phone, and five lines of cocaine. Lying on the floor next to the table is Raven in a semi alive state. Raven’s cell phone starts to ring and he slowly gets to his feet and stares at the phone. The caller is home…Raven pushes the ignore button and falls out on the bed. He closes his eyes and passes back out into a sound slumber. The cell phone keeps ringing but Raven doesn’t hear it. He just lies there motionless as he pissed away all those years of being sober. All the hard work he put into rehab is down the drain. The fans turned on him and it sent him on a downward spiral straight to the bottom. Everything he worked so hard for in his comeback is down the toilet. He is once again a complete waste and in no shape to compete for the World Title. Raven eyes open suddenly and he rolls to one side of the bed and begins to puke onto the floor. After a few seconds of vomiting he falls back asleep with half of his body hanging over the side of the bed. Once again the scene fades out to black.


The scene opens with Raven lying in bed wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts. He stares up at the ceiling and he is covered in sweat. He jumps out of the bed and looks around his room for booze and drugs. Only this time he is in a luxury hotel room in Raleigh North Carolina, not some crack hotel in Trenton New Jersey. Raven still in a state of shock and half asleep realizes that he was having a horrible nightmare. The fans never turned on him after his defeat. No they cheered there fallen champion as the true warrior that he is. He never went back to drinking and the drugs because he is a bigger man than that now. Raven walks into his bathroom and fills his hands with water and splashes it on his face to try and help him focus. He walks into the other room and opens his drawer and pulls out a pair of blue cut off jean shorts and puts them on. Raven walks onto his balcony shirtless showing off the many tattoos that cover his body. He takes a seat and you can see the North Carolina State University in the skyline. He sits in a black metal patio chair and stares directly into the camera.


Raven: “What a horrible dream. If I ever got like that again with the drugs and the drinking I would kill myself…only this time I would succeed. Shannon Moore…enjoy the belt you won it fair and square and I respect that. I said it couldn’t be done…I said you couldn’t beat me and you did. You came you saw and you conquered me. You did what not many others have or could do and that is pin me in the center of the ring. You were the beater man and that’s all I have to say about that for the time being. On to my match at the pay per view for the hardcore title, though that isn’t the belt that I most desire I will take it. I will become a two time hardcore champion and I will use that belt as my final stepping stone to the top. You see if I keep winning titles I will not keep getting denied and ignored in the World Title rankings. I am Raven and I have always been and will always be a top draw here. If you feel me wearing a mid card title helps you use me more…well then so be it. I am a company man and I don’t want to get on anybody else in the front offices bad side. I am too old right now to have a lot of enemies and I don’t want to be remembered as a trouble maker. I want to go out as the best and when I win that World Title for the tenth time that probably will be my last match. Just like some of the greats I will go out on top of my game. So at Summerslam I am booked in a three way dance for the hardcore title. My opponents are current champion Terry Funk and AJ Styles and of course this match has no rules. Well Terry Funk didn’t I just defeat you a few weeks ago? When are you going to learn your lesson? Can’t you just get it through your thick skull that you’re not any good anymore? Sure you may be the current Hardcore champion but what does that mean to me? This isn’t 1972 any more and the NWA isn’t running the wrestling world. So Funker do your family a favor and don’t show up to this match. Just drop your title off at the arena and go home. You see our last match was a standard match…but this time it’s under Raven’s rules. So anything is legal and falls count anywhere in the building. In other words Terry you don’t stand a chance. Last time Terry I left you in a heap…well this time I am going to leave you in a pool of your own blood. I should have finished you off ten years ago Terry. I could have caused some serious damage to you at Barely Legal but I didn’t. I didn’t care I was leaving the company. This time Terry it’s open season on you and I can’t be held accountable for my actions. You should listen to your wife Terry and retire. Let’s put it this way Terry this match is going to be your last whether you like it or not. AJ Styles…the phenomenal one. Give me a fucking break! Who gave you that name? It must have been yourself because when I see you and listen to you talk all I think about is a redneck. You know typical white trash hanging out at the waffle house on a Saturday night after a long night of drinking. You’re out late just trying to get something solid in your stomach before you go home and abuse your old lady. You are the type of wrestler that makes me sick you know that AJ? You just do your high flying moves trying to get your little pop…and that is it. You can’t keep a crowd in suspense or carry a match. You need guys like me to make you look good. If it wasn’t for guys like me your matches would be hard to watch. It would be two or three high spots all done by you and that is it. That doesn’t sell out arenas. They don’t pay to see you AJ they pay to see me. They want me to abuse you and destroy your body. They want me to give you the Evenflow on the hard concrete floor. These people don’t give a damn about you AJ…so how are you phenomenal? Answer me that AJ…what makes you better than me? What’s the matter cat got your tongue? Well AJ I promise you this you won’t be so pretty after I get done with you. You finally got to the big time when you signed here in the EBWF…but compared to Raven you are still in the minor leagues. So here is what you should do. Learn from your match with me then take all that knowledge that I pass on to you and take it back to the independent circuit. I hope this doesn’t hurt your feelings to much but you’re not ready for the big leagues yet. It may be hurt full but all I speak is the truth. I don’t like to fabricate anything so listen to what I am telling you AJ…I am going to hurt you. You are going to be crucified for all of the sins you have committed in your past. You will be treated like each and every one of my prior opponents. AJ I hate rednecks therefore I don’t feel your pain but you will feel mine. Raven always brings his best to the plate for the pay per views. This show…Summerslam is one of the big four of the year and winning is my only option. Let me be the first to welcome you two to Raven’s Clockwork Orange House of Fun. It’s a very fun place for me but a real slaughter house for the both of you. Both of you are going to walk in the front door but are going to be carried out the back on a stretcher. So boys I think you hear me knocking…and you know I’m coming in. Quote to the Raven soon to be Hardcore Champion…NEVERMORE!”


The scene ends with Raven standing up from his seated position. He walks over in front of the railing on the balcony with his back facing the Raleigh skyline and he extends his arms out into the form of the crucifix. He holds the position for ten seconds before returning his arms back to his side. He walks back into his hotel room and pulls a few shirts out of his drawer. He places them on his bed and is trying to decide on which one to wear for the big match. He decides on his old school Cult t-shirt. This is the shirt he worn in ECW on many World Title defenses. Raven being superstitious believe that this shirt should carry him to victory. He puts the shirt on and gathers up his things as the screen fades to black.
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