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Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing...; Mr. Money in the Bank!
Topic Started: Mar 25 2007, 11:43 PM (290 Views)
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*It was dark, primarily because it was the middle of the night. But for whatever reason, whenever it was dark, it was easier to be serious, easier to get one’s mind straight. Jeff didn’t understand it, nor did he care to as he lay on his back staring up at the sky. The sky was clear for the first time in a few nights, and the constellations were shining bright. For yet another night, he was at the notorious ‘Ring in the Woods,’ a private sanctuary for the OMEGA boys to turn to when houses, gyms, bars and tattoo shops proved too public and distracting. At the moment, the mat itself was slightly damp since Jeff had forgotten to cover it the previous evening, but given how hot the North Carolina night was, he didn’t mind. Maybe cooling down was just exactly what he needed to do at this particular point in his life and career. Jeff rarely stopped to think and figure out what direction he should take his career-It had led to some interesting moments, like attacking Shannon Moore before a King of the Ring qualifier, and more recently turning on Wes Ikeda and joining the New World Order. But now, now that he had turned his back on the nWo and paid for it to a degree, he felt that it was finally time to reflect and contemplate things. Wrestlemania was looming two nights away, and the Slammies were only one away. It had been more than reassuring to be nominated for so many awards; especially after what Jeff felt had been a slightly mediocre performance since losing the World Title. Truth is, Jeff had always struggled with his abilities in the EBWF, knowing that he could step it up and perform, but always playing second fiddle to a Shannon Moore or an Alex Shelley. There was a roadblock he had never been able to get past that would convince him that he was where he should be, in the main events. It didn’t matter to him that he had beaten three legends in one match to win his first World Title, or that his second came after a terrible year but a stellar performance in the match itself, or even that the third was in the best match of his career, beating the man that had plagued Jeff since he came back to the EBWF three and a half years ago. None of that mattered because he still lost the World Title each time. He wasn’t the current champ and that didn’t sit well with him. He knew that he was doing the right thing though; giving up his chance at a World Title rematch and earning his next shot at the World Title. Whether or not he won the Money in the Bank, Jeff was determined to climb his way back to the top, not sit there stagnant waiting for a chance to be handed to him. No, it was about time to do something real, to prove that he still had it and could have a year like 2004, when he broke through the ‘glass ceiling.’ Jeff felt it was finally time to show all these noobies why Jeff Hardy was in the Hall of Fame and at the top of the card. Why he was the King of Xtreme and the Imagi-Knight. It all had to start somewhere, and it might as well be at Wrestlemania. Jeff’s thoughts were broken by the crunch of gravel beneath feet. He didn’t need to sit up to know who it was heading this way-Call it a brotherly connection.*

Matt Hardy: *climbing into the ring* Hell of a night, Jeff.

Jeff Hardy: Isn’t it? I kinda feel something just hanging in the air ya know? Like something’s about to happen.

Matt Hardy: Spring is that season of rebirth, when everything starts waking up and taking notice of all the new surroundings. *He looked down at Jeff* You ready to wake up?

Jeff Hardy: I think I am. I think this weekend is going to be a turning point. Man, if I can win those Slammies, win at Wrestlemania, things will change.

Matt Hardy: Will they? Or will they be good for a couple of weeks and then just go back to being what they were?

Jeff Hardy: Was what they were so bad?

Matt Hardy: If they’re causing you to come out here night after night then yea, they obviously were Jeff. Remember your name and what you’ve done. Then ask yourself if what they were, or are, is so bad.

Jeff Hardy: *he thought for a second* If I take home Wrestler of the Year…That’ll get me back on my feet. When I’m vindicated, when I know I’m the best…

Matt Hardy: You’re going to hinge all this on an award? One that not only have you won before, but one that’s voted on by fans who may not have taken so kindly to your run as a heel, or might’ve missed what you did at the start of last year? You’re smarter than that Jeff. You’re better than that too-You’ve never needed a Slammy to know where you stand, all you’ve had to do is just open your eyes. You have done things in the EBWF any one of those guys in the back would kill to do. You already won a ridiculous amount of Slammies, you’ve been a champion more times than everyone but Raven, and you’re in this little thing called the Hall of Fame. Knowing all of that, why in the hell are you going to go and put all this pressure on winning award you know will go to the guy that took the World Title from you? Are you setting yourself up to fail-Do you want an excuse all prepared for when you throw the MITB because you just aren’t ‘feeling it’ again?

Jeff Hardy: *He sat up on elbows, a bit annoyed* What is that supposed to mean? You saying I’ve thrown matches before?

Matt Hardy: That is exactly what I’m saying. *Jeff started to say something, but Matt stopped him* As you older brother, and the guy that won 5 or 6 Tag Titles with you, I kind of developed this sense of you. I know when you’re just trying, when you’re giving it your all, when you’ve been smoking, and when you’re about to do something stupid. I was watching CEOD with dad. You gave one hell of a performance, but you and I both know you weren’t into it. You had convinced yourself pre-match that Alex Shelley was unstoppable, and that you were one of the last people who could beat him when the truth is, if you had just believed you could, even in the slightest, you would still be World Champ and you would’ve been the man to truly prove that Alex Shelley is mortal. Jeff, you’re in the same spot now. Nah, there’s no World Title directly at stake, but you’re scared that you aren’t the man to win this MITB. You’re scared you can’t keep up with the likes of Triple H, Chris Jericho, Raven, Vampiro and SJK? You’ve beaten almost every single one of them before. You used Chris Jericho to prove that you weren’t just lucky and that you deserved to be Champ. And you showed Raven just exactly what it was he was lacking. Heart, Jeff, that’s what he didn’t have. That’s what you had when you gave a successful first title defense against Jericho and it’s what you had when you came out of retirement. Where the hell did that go? You had this spirit that couldn’t be touched and this resolve to prove to everyone in the world that Jeff Hardy was a name to remember, and I’m sick and tired of this mopey bastard that’s replaced the real you. No, you don’t show it so much to the guys in the back, but the people who really know you, they know there’s something that hasn’t been right in a while.

Jeff Hardy: *he let it sink in for a while before responding* I’m on my own Matt. When was I ever on my own? I had you in the WWE, I was hardly in TNA, then when I came here I had Shane, then Shan and then the nWo. I know I’m a Tag Champ with Syxx and we’re friends no doubt, but he’s got other friends-Closer ones that he can turn to. I’m on my own and it’s not something I ever had the chance to get used to.

Matt Hardy: What was it you said the other night? “I’m Jeff Hardy and I stand alone”?

Jeff Hardy: *he laughed* Dude, it was gimmick-I was listening to some Godsmack before I came out.

Matt Hardy: Then make that your gimmick-Your real problem here is that you came to rely on me, Shan and Shane too much. We became a little security blanket for you to hold onto when things got scary. Now it’s gone and you have to square with yourself.

Jeff Hardy: Any advice on how to square with myself?

Matt Hardy: Yea, grow a set and deal with it. Do you really think you actually had to have any of us to get to where you were? No, you didn’t, we were all just kind of hanging around. I’m not saying you don’t need friends to get by because Lord knows we all do. I wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t been cool with me. But when it comes to your career there Jeff, you’ve always had it in complete control, you just never took it off cruise. Taking the next step has always been your move to make, and it’s always been there in front of you. You’ve just gotta have the confidence to do it yourself. None of us can do it for you, but we will stand right next to you when you do.

Jeff Hardy: Why is it that the most obvious things always need to be spelled out? I’ll never wrap my head around that. You’re right, and you know it. Ya know, I feel bad admitting it, but I did worry you’d revert back to how you were, but not after this conversation…You’re back Matt, and we-I missed you. I thought you were wrestling for UCW, though?

Matt Hardy: I’m not so sure about that anymore…I’ve been thinking the EBWF could use another dose of the Xtreme, and I know I could use your help if I decide to talk to Wes about an EBWF comeback. I’ll need your help with a gimmick too-You’re the creative one, right?

Jeff Hardy: Hells yes I am. No doubt we can come up with something. Besides, I’ll owe you big after this little pep talk tonight.

Matt Hardy: Pep talk? Nero, this was just reality coming at you. You would’ve heard this eventually, I just thought you should hear it now before you go and lose out on the biggest chance of your career.

Jeff Hardy: I’m glad one of us got some amount of sense. You going to be at Wrestlemania?

Matt Hardy: I should be…I mean, I see no reason why not.

Jeff Hardy: Good, because I’m going to be bringing the Xtreme back.

*And like that, Jeff knew what had to be done, and how to go about doing it. Awards didn’t matter and either did anyone else’s perception of him. He may have said it earlier, but Jeff Hardy was finally ready to live for the moment once again. To take chances as they came and never stop until you drop. But right now, he needed rest. Afterall, it was Wrestlemania weekend and he wouldn’t want to show up anything but ready to take back all that belonged to him, now would he?*

*It was the day of Wrestlemania. Jeff was wandering around the arena, watching the crew setting up interview spots, the production truck and the EBWFTron. He walked out towards the ring, which at the moment was just having it’s ropes attached. Jeff hopped over the ringside barrier, nodding to a few of the guys as he crossed to the seats of the arena. He was wearing an old Jeff Hardy t-shirt with ‘Xpand Your Imagi-Nation’ across the back, no arm sleeves or funky hair. Jeff took a seat a bit of a ways up and just watched as everything came together in front of him. He sat there for a good forty-five minutes before he saw a small camera crew coming his way. Without a watch on, Jeff could only assume that they were right on time. They took to the row in front of Jeff, with the camera pointed upwards at him while he remained sitting.*

Jeff Hardy: The last time I can remember going against five other wrestlers without any back up is the 2006 Royal Rumble. I didn’t fare so well at that particular moment, but there were some interesting circumstances involved at the time. It’s not too often you see a match like this, especially with wrestlers of this caliber. When I say ‘wrestlers of this caliber,’ I’m mainly referring to Triple H, Chris Jericho, and even Raven. Vampiro and SJK are in a league all their own, but I’ll talk about that later. This’ll be an awesome spectacle if only because of the aforementioned wrestlers, but then you have to factor in that this is Wrestlemania. That changes everything surrounding this match. The things we do tonight will be charged with extra energy because of the very nature of Wrestlemania and the mindset it puts you in. I’m interested to see just how it affects each of us individually. I’ve already felt a change in myself which may or may not be a direct result of this being Wrestlemania. But enough about the event; there will be another time to talk about that. Right now, this very instant, I want the complete and utter attention of five individuals. I want Hunter to stop practicing his crotch chops in the mirror, Jericho to quit taming that beard, Raven to stop hiding in a cemetery, SJK to get off his knees, and Vampiro to zip himself up-The first EBWF Mr. Money in the Bank wants to tell you something.

Jeff Hardy: Vampiro, Vampiro. What to do with a man like you? You’re the type of guy that hopes and prays that the people you work with are afraid of you-You act a certain way to elicit a certain reaction. Every single person in the world has dealt with someone like you-The intentional reject, the fool that doesn’t want anyone to like them because that would ruin the image you have worked so hard to build. You know it’s true, too. You want to play the bad guy and you want to be hated. The thing is, you’re insane. You took it a step past painting your face or just being a general creep. Nah, you thought it’d be best to actually live your gimmick. Frankly, I’m gonna laugh my ass off when Shawn gets wise and has your ass arrested. I’m sure you’ll make plenty of friends in prison, but I expect they’ll use their own paint for your face. What you’ve done with Shawn goes above and beyond being a wrestler. It makes you a psychopath and generally a disgusting human being. Of course though, that’s exactly what you want. Every single thing that you do plays into your ultimate goal of convincing people and yourself that you truly are the ‘Personification of Evil.’ Talk about self-involved, eh? You think so highly of yourself and your “evil” ways that you believe, and I really think you believe this to the end, that you are all that evil ever could, and would, want to be. Your definition of evil encompasses theatrics, crappy make-up, “cryptic” messages, and threats. That’s at least all you acknowledge. But what about your other qualities? Namely your amazing ability to whine and complain about your position in the company. More than anyone else here, and that’s including Kevin Nash, you feel like you have been wronged in an epic way by the EBWF, that you somehow have been passed up on a chance for the ultimate goal-the World Title. In fact, since I came back, and if you forgot, my comeback match after several months off was for the World Title, all you’ve done is complain about not getting your chance. And the thing is you never bothered to do much about it. You’d complain, and bitch, and repeat. You never came for me while I had the belt, and you sure as hell haven’t gone after Alex now that he’s champ, so what’s the deal? I think you’re scared of actually getting the shot, because you know once you’re in the big match you’re going to show everyone your true colors. No, not the shitty clown paint on your face, but the yellow that’s underneath it all. You want to believe that you could do anything, that you could be the top guy, but you refuse to allow yourself to be put in the situation where you could do it because frankly, it’s a lot easier to blame everyone else for your lack of a shot than to face up and realize just why you failed to make it happen. I know from first hand experience about making excuses, because I’ve done it before. Not proud of that, but it does let me notice when someone else is doing the exact same thing, and poorly at that. You have been given opportunities to make it happen-Hell, you’ve been Intercontinental Champion how many times and never went on to take the next step? That’s all on you Vampiro-That’s YOU not making it happen. Not Wes screwing you out of a shot, or Alex Shelley jumping in front of you in the contender’s line. When the line moved up, you just stood there, waiting for someone to hold your hand and tell you that it’s time to move. You stayed there, getting bitter and blaming everyone, while the smart people, like Alex Shelley and Shane Helms, not to mention Undertaker who beat the hell out of a man I knew better than to give my title shot to, well they just walked right past you. So now here we are. Can’t say I remember who you beat to get to this point, and it really doesn’t matter. You beat them and now you and I get to battle with four other gents. There are hungrier mouths than your own Vampiro. There are those who want this match THAT much more than you. You may think it’s your ‘destiny’ to be in this match, to win it and then go on to the World Championship. It may be your calling to become the top guy. It isn’t. You see Vampiro, you exist here in the EBWF to make me look good. You’re regarded as a “tough” guy, someone that I should be proud to beat, because you have taken down some big names. Of course, I can’t remember any of those names off the top of my head, but I’m sure you’ve beaten them. But I’ve faced guys like you. Guys who think they are something they aren’t. You sit in your dark little corner and you keep telling yourself that you’re scary and that no one wants to mess with you out of fear. You build yourself up onto this pedestal, and at the first chance of failure, you jump down and cite screw jobs and line cutters. You don’t get an excuse in this match. If you can’t get it done, then you can’t. Accept and move on. If I lose I’ll just find another avenue. I won’t get stuck on this one moment and keep harping about it. And that’s the difference between us. I mentioned before you didn’t do anything about getting a World Title shot other than complain, and win the qualifying match for this. If you really wanted it, you would’ve gone out of your way long before now to get it. But you don’t want it-You just like the idea of it, the thought of being the number one guy. Actually getting it and turning that thought into a moment, well that would require work. And by work I mean busting your ass in the ring, not stalking some born-again Christian because you’re scared of looking at yourself. Play along here and picture your career if you focused on being the best as opposed to being the hated or rejected. Man you could’ve been a multiple time World Champ, kind of like myself. Instead, you’re just an angry, bitter little emo-kid in goth make-up. I’m surprised you and David Flair never really got that tag team off the ground. I can just picture those promos now-One of you crying about life sucking, the other countering about how dark and terrible the world is. Would’ve made GREAT tv. Seriously though Vampiro, don’t think for a moment that just because you feel you’ve been wronged you deserve to win this match any more than the rest of us. I gave my chance at a rematch to that hack Taz because I figured maybe he had gotten better since I last beat him for the World Title. You know what happened though? The man blew it, and blew it big time. In fact, you remind me a bit of him. You both screw up, and you both immediately blame it on everyone else. It’s all on you tonight and you’re going to find out very soon that you just don’t have what it takes to hang with the King of Xtreme!

Jeff Hardy: Moving onto a slightly related subject, we’ve got Sterling James Keenan. I know you beat Batista, and I know you beat Kenny, but what else have you got to offer? Frankly that just doesn’t cut it for me and you’re leaving me wanting some more. Do you have a claim to fame, or did you just get kind of lucky and ended up here? I think it’s the latter, in which case enjoy the ride man, because it’s going to be ending ASAP. The little I know about you is this-You associate with Vampiro. That’s all I really need to know to pass judgment. Oh yes, I am judging you. You’ve been ruled to be as clinically insane as Vampiro, if not more for going along with his egocentric maniacal plans and ploys to fuck with Shawn Michaels. I don’t even know Shawn, but I do know that even if you haven’t been as directly involved with all that as you’d like, man, you are still going to get exactly what’s coming to you in the end. Hell, I will gladly team up with Hunter tonight to beat the piss out of you and your buddy Vamp. I’m pretty sure Mr. H will be handling Vampiro, so the least I can do is keep you off his back. That’s man has some righteous anger and will be taking it out as best he can on Vampiro, which I can see upsetting you to some degree. But really, it makes me kind of warm and fuzzy inside to think that he may be getting his tonight. Anyways, enough about what Hunter will do to Vampiro. Let’s talk about what you won’t be doing tonight. For starters, you aren’t going to become Mr. Money in the Bank. Nor will you EVER be able to say you beat Jeff Hardy. You put those two things together, and what do we get? I’d daresay that means you will be losing rather handily at Wrestlemania 6. You don’t want to hear this, but you will anyways. The EBWF is different from anywhere else that you may have wrestled. Until you spend a legitimate amount of time wrestling in an EBWF ring, you will not be prepared for something of this magnitude. A normal match at Wrestlemania you might’ve been able to handle. Even a match against one of these four other guys you could’ve succeeded in. But when you factor in all those veterans, Jeff Hardy, a ladder, and a chance at a World Title shot whenever I want, everything you ever thought goes out the damn window. I heard you once speak about veterans getting stagnant, clutching onto positions that don’t belong to them anymore. That they’ve had their time in the sun and it’s time to step down. Now, I realize that I suddenly am a veteran. As such, the spot you claim as your own may just be the one I’m in now. So let me tell you straight up-Unless I am dead, I am going nowhere, and especially not for some punky little wanna-be Vampiro who thinks that just because he’s new here, he’s owed anything more than an ass-kicking from me and the other vets. You haven’t done anything to set yourself apart from the pack, you haven’t shown that you deserve a top spot. Why should me or anyone else give a damn about you? Is there any particular reason I should be going out of my way to watch my back with you around? Admittingly, you haven’t been around long. Still, no splash has been made by you. Unless of course you’re proud of beating Kenny and Batista. You gotta be proud of your wins, Sterling, but if those two are it, then I’m a little under whelmed. Seems to be your theme though, being just a let down. Your boy Vampiro didn’t even want to wrestle you, nor did he even tell you that he wasn’t going to. That should speak volumes-When your ‘mentor’ walks out on you, maybe you aren’t doing so hot and should rethink the whole wrestling thing. At least if you aren’t thinking it now, after the thrashing you get tonight at the hands of the ‘past their times’ veterans, maybe you’ll think twice before running your mouth.

Jeff Hardy: Moving down the line of crazed men who sometimes wear make-up, well it brings us to my favorite wrestler, Raven. Yes, the legend himself. The very man who holds the most championships in EBWF history, not to mention the most World Titles. No doubt, this guy has certainly had his day in the sun. But not the verb tense-“HAD.” You see, and I’m going to pull an SJK here, Raven is in fact past his prime. How do I know this? Why would I ever say something like that about such a legend? Personal experience speaks for a good portion of my thoughts. Let’s all remember the night that I returned from my brief retirement. It was against none other than Raven, who just so happened to be fighting for his historic and record setting tenth World Championship. Not to brag, but Raven, there was no way in hell you could keep up with me in that match. You didn’t and it showed in my dominance of the match. In fact, since then it looks like you’re career has spiraled a bit. You’ve been through how many tag team partners? I know you’re the No Limits Champion, but can you even remember the last time you defended the belt? I know I have no recollection of any real title defenses that you’ve had, so let me just congratulate you on being a monstrous pushover of a champion. You’re doing a whole hell of a lot to keep the good name of the EBWF on top of the wrestling world. Really living up to that name “legend” that you earned however many years ago. I’m proud of you Raven, really proud of the fact that the man that I used to think was IT, has done so well for himself since coming back. You there’s always those wrestlers that just keep coming back and wind up just hurting their legacy the longer they stay active? That’s you right now. You went out on top-You beat your rival Tony Ikeda and had to vacate the World Title. A special appearance every now and then, by God man there was nothing wrong with that. It made what you did mean that much more. Then you came back full time. I have no doubts your return had all the flair one could muster. But then people started to see through, see that the man in front of them was not the legend they used to see. It wasn’t the same guy that used to wow crowds. No, you’ve become a shell of what you were. Hell, I’ve been a shell of what I was. I know that, acknowledge that, and now I plan on changing that. What about you? Are you still in denial, still trying to get by on your namesake and let your reputation precede you? If that’s the case, you should know better than that, Raven. You know what’s at stake here. For you, it’s that elusive tenth World Championship. How long have you been on the hunt for that thing? I’d assume since you retired, nearly 3 years ago. Man, that is a long as hell hunt for a title. It’s going to have to wait for a while more. In fact, my guess is you should retire now because the odds of you ever getting that tenth title at your current state, let’s just say I’d have a better time getting Triple H’s physique. So what’s say you and I cut each other a deal? You stay out of my way, and I won’t embarrass you in the ring…again. Of course, you won’t accept that, but I figured it might just be worth a shot. Well now I’m curious, more I think about it. You’re tag team partners with Vampiro. SJK is Vampiro’s lackey. How is that going to play into all of this? Is there going to be some sort of three-man alliance to start this thing off? Were the three of you guys talented and thus intimidating on your own, I’d say the combination of you three would be fearsome. But if you’re splitting the competitors down the middle and it’s you three, well that leaves me Triple H and Chris Jericho-Damn fine competitors who I have no doubts wouldn’t mind wrecking you three goth-emo assholes. Raven, I’ve never liked you and I never will. I’ve proven I can take you well past your limits and that you can’t hang with me. Tonight won’t be any different, except of course that I’ll be beating an additional four men besides just you. You can bank on that.

Jeff Hardy: Now we step into some different territory. Now we’re crossing into what could potentially be considered the ‘good guys.’ Right now I’m referring to Triple H. Man, here’s a guy I have a ton of respect for. Hunter we’ve traded victories and we’ve been allies before, and enemies. We took each other to what could potentially be our greatest match at King of the Ring two years ago, and as much as I would’ve liked to have won it, man you just had it in you that night. But I’m glad to say it was you that knocked me out of it. Really, who would’ve thought the two of us could have such a tremendous match after all that shit in the WWE? We did though and have proved since then that in the big matches, you just manage to kick my ass, plain and simple. I hate to have to admit that sort of thing, but you do. It happened at KotR and then again in the Elimination Chamber. I think I’m finally breaking that though-Since Syxx and I beat you and Shawn at the Royal Rumble, I’m pretty confident that I can take you now. But before I get to all the shit talking, I want to put this out their as a peer, since we aren’t exactly friends. I know you’ve got major issue with Vampiro and everything that he’s doing with Shawn. I think it’s disgusting and if I could, I’d tear him apart. If you want a hand bringing him and his cronies down, look no further than Jeff Hardy. Winning this match would be incredible, but I’ve got a heart and it goes out to Shawn’s family. I’d rather see some justice served Hunter and if you want my help in any way, just tell me. As far as I’m concerned, when I’m not beating people senselessly, I’ll watch your back if Vampiro and the rest of the band try anything. I’m not Shawn, or the other Sean, but for this match, and I mean this, you may as well consider me a friend. I figure if Syxx and I get along as well as we do, and you guys have gotten along for years, I probably shouldn’t come at you with some major hostility. And I’m not going to. I’ll be focusing myself on the real bad guys and I expect you to be doing the exact same. If it comes down to you and me though, I’ll be holding absolutely nothing back. Any alliance we may have forged in the match will be thrown out the window. We both want this, I know, because we both feel like our reigns as World Champ were less than stellar. Winning this and getting another chance to show everyone wrong, man it’s what drives guys like you and me. I don’t generally do this for opponents, but I’m gonna go ahead and wish you luck.

Jeff Hardy: And finally, we have the last entry in the match, none other than the Living Legend Chris Jericho. I’m kind of rooting for you to win this bad boy if only so you’ll stick around. Sounds odd I know, but you were the best opponent I ever faced. Any time I saw the card and it was you and me, I knew it was going to not only be a spectacle, but a ton of fun. If you lose though, and I’m hoping for that too because I’d like very much to win, I hope you come back when I’m World Champ because there’s no one else around here I’d much rather defend that title against. That’s a gimmick-free comment, kayfabeless to boot. When people ask me who I think helped define my career as opponents, I name you and Raven without even thinking. So when you lose tonight, go home and spend as much time with your family as you can. Because in a few months, I’ll be asking Wes Ikeda to make a few phone calls to the Jericho household. Hell, I may even get a rally together for all the Jericholics to come together and demand your return. I mean come on, look at me-I’ve had a blast since coming back. But enough campaigning, there’s business at hand here. Much like Hunter, you Chris have almost always managed to one-up on the big stage. You edge me out and it drives me up the damn wall. But if you haven’t noticed, I’m a bit more motivated now than I used to be the last time we met. I’m a constantly evolving wrestler which I’m a bit proud of-Every time I step into the ring, the guy opposite me gets something entirely different than the last guy. Pretty cool when you stop to think about it. Expect some surprises from me Chris. Expect me to throw my body at you and everyone else without a care because I need this win. You want it for all the obvious reasons-You’ve got a streak at stake, not to mention it’s another shot at the World Title. Me though, it’s my reputation that’s out here on the line. I can’t risk losing that and I won’t. You could still be the Lionheart Chris Jericho, but I’m the Imagi-Knight and you will not be the first big cat I’ve slain.

*The camera cuts off as per Jeff’s request, and the crew disperses. Jeff hangs out in the seats for a bit more, still just thinking and getting his head straight before disappearing back to his locker room.*

*There’s only an hour left to go before the first match of Wrestlemania 6 kicks off. Jeff Hardy is pacing in the back, near the gorilla position. He’s wearing the traditional Hardy pants, a black and blue arm band on his right arm and a green and purple on his left. A plain white beater is on his chest and the marks from Hogan’s whips are clearly visible on his back. Jeff’s tied a purple bandana around his forehead, and dyed his hair a shade of green. He’s got his half of the EBWF Tag Title around his waist as he jumps from side to side. Finally ready, he nods to the sound technician who cues his music. ‘2Xtreme’ hits and the crowd erupts before Jeff runs out of the curtain. The pop gets bigger and he breaks out into his classic entrance dance before running down to the ring. He throws out the Hand Gunz to the crowd who eats it up. He hops down and repeats on a different turnbuckle. He winks at Lilian as she hands him a mic.*

Jeff Hardy: Thanks for the warm welcome Detroit-Let me once again say that it’s an honor to be Hottie of the Year with your very own Wes Ikeda! *the crowd pops big at Wes’ name and Jeff laughs at his shameless plug* I’ve always wanted to do that, the patented Mick Foley cheap pop. It’s kind of fun, I say you guys try it some time if you’re ever in a wrestling ring. I’m out here for a purpose. Maybe you all are aware that in just one hour, you’ll be treated to the greatest wrestling show EVER. It’s Wrestlemania 6 and I’m friggin excited about it. You see, a few years ago this little wrestling company had it’s first Wrestlemania. Apparently I just happened to be there. So did Raven, Triple H and Chris Jericho. Pretty gnarly, huh? Here we are, some old school veterans about to tear the place apart in the first ever EBWF Money in the Bank ladder match. Just saying the name of the match gets me pumped up-It’s a pretty bad ass title. Being called Mr. Money in the Bank will also be pretty bad ass, if I do say so myself. But first I have to tear through five other men who are nearly as dying to win this as I am. You see, I had a conversation with someone very close to me that made me realize I wasn’t really being Jeff Hardy. Since losing the World Title, I’ve just kind of been going through the motions. Most people might say, since I’m Jeff Hardy that should more than suffice. It obviously did suffice, since I’m once again a Tag Team Champion. But enough is enough-I can only stand to be mediocre for so long, and that’s exactly what I’ve been. I’m sorry for it, and can’t really explain why I’ve been that way, but I was. I didn’t care to work at the level people have come to expect from me and I became complacent. As a wrestler that may as well be a death wish, because complacency means being stagnant. Nothing that’s stagnant has ever evolved into anything that succeeded. Which is why the evolution of Jeff Hardy continues, thanks in large to my guardian angel you could say. So me and him had this conversation two nights ago, and then along came the Slammies. I’m sure you all watched, and saw that Alex Shelley won the uber-coveted Wrestler of the Year. No need to lie, I had wanted that for real. I was thirsty for it, and had nearly gone as far as hinged my performance tonight on winning that award. But I didn’t get it. I didn’t do enough, didn’t perform well enough to have earned it. I can live with that, and I am. And with all due respect to Alex and all the other nominees, I think I’ll get by with that Lifetime Achievement Award. Now that is hardcore, and I really want to thank Wes and the rest of the staff for thinking me worthy of it. It’s exactly the sort of thing that can add even more motivation to a wrestler coming back from mediocrity. Suddenly I feel important, like I’m needed in the EBWF, even if for the moment it’s in a backseat capacity for someone like Alex Shelley or DX. I can live with that because I know that at the end of the night, when all is said and done, I will be Mr. Money in the Bank and I will be the Number 1 Contender any time I want. I get goosebumps just picturing the possibilities. I mean this match is heavy-Real heavy. Fortunately for me, it’s just my type of match. Not only is it a ladder match, but we’re talking about complete chaos and mayhem-Almost the exact definition of the Xtreme! I’m gonna be like a kid in a candy store-Five different opponents, ladders as far as the eye can see, and anything goes? Fuckin count me in! This is the opportunity I’ve needed to get myself back to where I was, back to the top of the tallest mountain. For me, this match isn’t JUST about the glory, not only about getting the Money in the Bank. Nah, it’s about, dare I say, a resurrection? Now I’m no Jesus Christ, but if you watch Wrestlemania 6, you’re going to see Jeff Hardy ascend to what may as well be heaven before your very eyes. I’ll be cleansed of my recent sins and seated at the right hand of…well someone. Anyways, all this blasphemous talk has probably gotten me banned from several different churches, but that’s not the point. The point is that Wrestlemania 6 is the rebirth of Jeff Hardy. The King of Xtreme, the Imagi-Knight and the Charismatic Enigma, all of those are back and they’re already bursting at the seams to get a piece of the pie. The Xtreme is where we’ll all be heading tonight-I’ll be conducting the train to the Imagi-Nation where Vampiro, Raven, SJK, HHH and Jericho will all get a re-education as to what it is to be Xtreme. You see, Xtreme is not a mood, it’s a damn lifestyle!

*‘2Xtreme’ hit and Jeff immediately rolled out of the ring. He went straight to the fans all along the front row, high fiving, taking pictures and chatting. Jeff stayed out for a while, maybe even too long as an EBWF official had to come out and tell him to leave, because it was time for the next segment. Jeff brushed him off as his music just kept on playing and he kept on getting back in touch with the Imagi-Nation.*

OOC-Good luck gentlemen AND ladies!, and sorry that this is once again not in a layout. My layoutting abilities are lacking, and I haven't found any pre-existing ones that I can a) steal and B) fit what I'm going for. But yea, there it is!
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Just read your roleplay... I'm sure there's some truth in what you wrote about Jericho, so I'd just like to say thanks. Once my exams are over and I get a laptop of my own (probably around the end of June I'd say), I'll be back. The feud I had with you is my own personal favourite, and we've both come a long way since then, so when, not if, I return, I'd love to reignite it :)
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We all got pwned, lol...I loved the scene with Matt at the beginning. I definitely like Jeff back in his bright colors again...and Joey, did you just call me a Gentleman!?
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Wait...you're not a dude? Oh my God, Shev's a chick! Oh fucknuts!

Yes I did call you a gentlemen. Apologies, m'lady.

And Ben, aye, I'll be looking forward to a feud with Jericho come summer.
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I forgive you because of your sexy voice... :P

And I think Hunter and Jeff can definitely work something out ;)
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Hmmm...

When did Matt become so wise. That dude is a few nuts off the acorn tree.

lol
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Matt Hardy was always very wise. It just took a mild case of insanity, some kidnapping, time in a mental institute, etc. for people to finally realize. Or he was just being handled differently. Your pick really.
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The real Matt Hardy is an asshole. So it's hard for me to see him as being that intelligent. lol

I like it though.
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I forgive you because of your sexy voice...


WHICH by the way you can hear if you call my cell and listen to my voicemail. J Money is Joey's alter-ego and he personally pimped out my voicemail. :lol:
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I forgive you because of your sexy voice...


WHICH by the way you can hear if you call my cell and listen to my voicemail. J Money is Joey's alter-ego and he personally pimped out my voicemail. :lol:

Yes!!! Even I called from England to check that shit out. So do it! :P :P
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