MD 28 - Ty Burna vs David Cougar (Mayhem Title)
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Marty: Whoa. What an awesome performance by Nickelback here tonight. I tell you it feels good to get to sit up here and watch someone else perform for a change. And while there is much to celebrate here tonight, one only wonders where our real host is and what kind of celebration he's having on his day off after his biggest win in WZCW...
Screen fades to black and re-appears in front of a large casino shortly before dawn breaks. The camera shows inside the casino in an almost empty room where David Cougar is seated alone by a craps table. Wearing a suit that looked like he partied all night long it, he sits silently at the table, occasionally picking up and throwing the dice on the board or drinking from his open bottle of champagne. His thoughts can be heard.
What a match. What a celebration. Further proof that I am ready to hold this belt and slowly win them all and become the very face of WZCW!
But now I know that with every match I stand a chance to lose it all. This belt, my viewers. The very fame that I sought long after and now have become accustomed to, that I refuse to live without. Every night is a gamble, a shake 'n roll of the dice, or sometimes you may have that Joker in your hand and steal the pot or still fall victim to an ace high straight. Only if I win do I stay on top and rise over the competition. And that is what I'll do, no matter how the odds are stacked.
Cougar: Do you know why people gamble?
Stickman: Sir, I work in a casino. I think I got an idea.
Hmm, they do it for the rush. The pure adrenaline one gets when he puts everything he's brought on the line and risks it all on a game of chance. That is something that I experience every day. In my business anything can happen; a good match can turn bad quick and a one on one can become three on one. But it's that rush that drives me to do whatever it takes to win. It was that rush that drove me to cut the deck and Drake out of his title and it was that rush that drove me to absolutely destroying my so called competition in Milenko. And it's that rush that'll keep me winning here on all the way to All Or Nothing.
Cougar rolls the dice and they bounce to snake eyes.
Well you're sure not winning here. That's four of those in a row now.
Still better than Milenko's current streak
So here's where you've been hiding.
Cougar turns around to see Stacey Madison approaching, wearing a very lovely black cocktail dress. David rolls his eyes back and smirks.
I guess the invitation that I didn't send you got lost in the mail. What brings you here?
Waiter, a kinopanorama martini, thanks, I just wanted to see what WZCW's newest champion would be doing after his first successful title defense and I never would've expected he'd be sitting here alone at a craps table with a half finished bottle of house champagne.
I have a big party going on in the penthouse suite right now still. I left to get a little fresh air.
Oh I'm sure. I talked to the security guard at the door. Said you booked this entire room and told him to keep everyone out to not disturb you. I know. I had to sweet talk him a little to get in.
I'm sure he enjoyed your sweet mouth.
The waiter returns with Stacey's drink. She snatches it off the tray and downs it all. She takes a seat to the side of Cougar.
So then what are you afraid of big man. The talk of this company and you've barely had anything to say about your match at All Or Nothing, and maybe more importantly, nothing about your match with Ty Burna. I think you're afraid of him.
I am not afraid of any man, especially Ty Burna.
Well you should be. Or do you not remember him soundly beating you in the second round of the EurAsian tournament.
I was arrogant then, foolish. Like those real addicted gamblers who don't know when to stop, I lost it all, but I've learned how to play the game, to shape the odds in my favour. I have suffered defeat before, in my first match at the hands of Anoki, and learned through my mistake and avenged that loss at Civil Revolution. Ty can sit there and cling to every match he holds against me, but those matches mean nothing because every match is a new match with a new outcome waiting to happen. He can use them to comfort him and make him feel secure, but that won't be the same Showtime David Cougar standing in the ring to face him that he faced before. Much like what I did with Milenko, I am going to physically disect Ty till the blood pours from his mouth.
If your not scared of Ty, or Drake for that matter, then why did you interupt their match last week and attack them both.
Geez Stace, do I have to spell that one out for you. Well to start with the short answer, I did it to send a message to my opponents that I am not some paper challenger and to soften them up a bit. But there's much more than that. You see unlike Anoki who stumbled after his impressive debut, Ty has continued to win week after week. He's proven himself to be more of a rival to me than Anoki ever was. He's powerful. He's manipulative. He's psychotic...
David leans back in his chair and takes a long swig of his champagne. He places the bottle down and picks up the two dice and rotates them in his hand.
But he's also human. Prone to make errors and become clouded by emotion and insecurity. He condemns my tactics to victory, without realizing his own hypocrisy of forming an alliance. The thing is Ty shouldn't be laughing at or belittling how I win a match, oh no. He should be worried that I am willing to do anything to earn a victory. He claims that I don't know what it's like to be hardcore, well all he really needs to do is check the nearest hospital and find Milenko and he'll tell him exactly what I am capable of doing. I nearly ended the career of one of the greatest wrestlers to hold this belt and I am not about to lose this belt this Meltdown or any time soon. Ty you can say your chants and cast your evil magic, but at the end of the day your still human, just like me. We will meet inside the ring, we will fight, and I will humble you. I will end your undefeated streak and I will take any means necessary to do it.
David rolls the dice on the board again and snake eyes pop up again. David groans annoyingly as Stacey still sits there, eyes beginning to water.
You're a fool David. A damn fool.
She gets up and starts to leave. David stands up and follows.
What did you come here for Stace? Huh, to gloat? Cause your sure not acting like yourself.
Don't you get it. Ty doesn't just beat his opponents, he kills them. And he's going to do the same to you. How are you not worried?
It's fear. Fear of losing again. Fear of injury or being put out of action. Fear is what Ty uses to victory over his opponents. They all suffered multiple defeats before falling victim to Ty, all filled with doubt and unsureness. I am not unsure of Ty. I know who he is and what he is capable of, and what's more I have no doubt in my mind that the only way that he'll get this title from me is if he pries it out of my cold dead fingers. I made the gamble to be the one to end his streak, that is something I plan on doing.
David... I...
Now Stace why did you come here? It wasn't to interview me. It wasn't to gloat or to try and get me in the sack. Stacey am I not dancing around for you enough? am I not hopping mad enough for you? WHY did you come here?
I... I came to wish you good luck.
Stace I think your falling for the character. I am not the person you think I am. The person I am and the character I play are two different people that both want nothing to do with you. I'm here in this company to win every prize that's out there. I don't need your support, I don't need your pity...
David looks at the dice in his hands and puts them out at the edge of his fingertips and holds them out for Stacey to blow on. Stacey is hesitant at first, but then moves to blow on them. Right before she can though, David moves his hand away and throws the dice onto the table.
And I certainly don't need your luck.
David begins to exit out of the room. The dice bounce and come to a rest on 7. The stickman calls a winner and the rest of the casino clerks pick up David's chips to cash them in as Stacey stands alone. David is viewed from behind exiting the room. As he is walking Marty's voice can be heard in the background.
Well folks before we close our show for the evening we do have a message from our host Showtime. It says Showtime 1 Ty Burna 1. The rest will all be decided at All Or Nothing. Goodnight folks.
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Marty: Whoa. What an awesome performance by Nickelback here tonight. I tell you it feels good to get to sit up here and watch someone else perform for a change. And while there is much to celebrate here tonight, one only wonders where our real host is and what kind of celebration he's having on his day off after his biggest win in WZCW...
Screen fades to black and re-appears in front of a large casino shortly before dawn breaks. The camera shows inside the casino in an almost empty room where David Cougar is seated alone by a craps table. Wearing a suit that looked like he partied all night long it, he sits silently at the table, occasionally picking up and throwing the dice on the board or drinking from his open bottle of champagne. His thoughts can be heard.
What a match. What a celebration. Further proof that I am ready to hold this belt and slowly win them all and become the very face of WZCW!
But now I know that with every match I stand a chance to lose it all. This belt, my viewers. The very fame that I sought long after and now have become accustomed to, that I refuse to live without. Every night is a gamble, a shake 'n roll of the dice, or sometimes you may have that Joker in your hand and steal the pot or still fall victim to an ace high straight. Only if I win do I stay on top and rise over the competition. And that is what I'll do, no matter how the odds are stacked.
Cougar: Do you know why people gamble?
Stickman: Sir, I work in a casino. I think I got an idea.
Hmm, they do it for the rush. The pure adrenaline one gets when he puts everything he's brought on the line and risks it all on a game of chance. That is something that I experience every day. In my business anything can happen; a good match can turn bad quick and a one on one can become three on one. But it's that rush that drives me to do whatever it takes to win. It was that rush that drove me to cut the deck and Drake out of his title and it was that rush that drove me to absolutely destroying my so called competition in Milenko. And it's that rush that'll keep me winning here on all the way to All Or Nothing.
Cougar rolls the dice and they bounce to snake eyes.
Well you're sure not winning here. That's four of those in a row now.
Still better than Milenko's current streak
So here's where you've been hiding.
Cougar turns around to see Stacey Madison approaching, wearing a very lovely black cocktail dress. David rolls his eyes back and smirks.
I guess the invitation that I didn't send you got lost in the mail. What brings you here?
Waiter, a kinopanorama martini, thanks, I just wanted to see what WZCW's newest champion would be doing after his first successful title defense and I never would've expected he'd be sitting here alone at a craps table with a half finished bottle of house champagne.
I have a big party going on in the penthouse suite right now still. I left to get a little fresh air.
Oh I'm sure. I talked to the security guard at the door. Said you booked this entire room and told him to keep everyone out to not disturb you. I know. I had to sweet talk him a little to get in.
I'm sure he enjoyed your sweet mouth.
The waiter returns with Stacey's drink. She snatches it off the tray and downs it all. She takes a seat to the side of Cougar.
So then what are you afraid of big man. The talk of this company and you've barely had anything to say about your match at All Or Nothing, and maybe more importantly, nothing about your match with Ty Burna. I think you're afraid of him.
I am not afraid of any man, especially Ty Burna.
Well you should be. Or do you not remember him soundly beating you in the second round of the EurAsian tournament.
I was arrogant then, foolish. Like those real addicted gamblers who don't know when to stop, I lost it all, but I've learned how to play the game, to shape the odds in my favour. I have suffered defeat before, in my first match at the hands of Anoki, and learned through my mistake and avenged that loss at Civil Revolution. Ty can sit there and cling to every match he holds against me, but those matches mean nothing because every match is a new match with a new outcome waiting to happen. He can use them to comfort him and make him feel secure, but that won't be the same Showtime David Cougar standing in the ring to face him that he faced before. Much like what I did with Milenko, I am going to physically disect Ty till the blood pours from his mouth.
If your not scared of Ty, or Drake for that matter, then why did you interupt their match last week and attack them both.
Geez Stace, do I have to spell that one out for you. Well to start with the short answer, I did it to send a message to my opponents that I am not some paper challenger and to soften them up a bit. But there's much more than that. You see unlike Anoki who stumbled after his impressive debut, Ty has continued to win week after week. He's proven himself to be more of a rival to me than Anoki ever was. He's powerful. He's manipulative. He's psychotic...
David leans back in his chair and takes a long swig of his champagne. He places the bottle down and picks up the two dice and rotates them in his hand.
But he's also human. Prone to make errors and become clouded by emotion and insecurity. He condemns my tactics to victory, without realizing his own hypocrisy of forming an alliance. The thing is Ty shouldn't be laughing at or belittling how I win a match, oh no. He should be worried that I am willing to do anything to earn a victory. He claims that I don't know what it's like to be hardcore, well all he really needs to do is check the nearest hospital and find Milenko and he'll tell him exactly what I am capable of doing. I nearly ended the career of one of the greatest wrestlers to hold this belt and I am not about to lose this belt this Meltdown or any time soon. Ty you can say your chants and cast your evil magic, but at the end of the day your still human, just like me. We will meet inside the ring, we will fight, and I will humble you. I will end your undefeated streak and I will take any means necessary to do it.
David rolls the dice on the board again and snake eyes pop up again. David groans annoyingly as Stacey still sits there, eyes beginning to water.
You're a fool David. A damn fool.
She gets up and starts to leave. David stands up and follows.
What did you come here for Stace? Huh, to gloat? Cause your sure not acting like yourself.
Don't you get it. Ty doesn't just beat his opponents, he kills them. And he's going to do the same to you. How are you not worried?
It's fear. Fear of losing again. Fear of injury or being put out of action. Fear is what Ty uses to victory over his opponents. They all suffered multiple defeats before falling victim to Ty, all filled with doubt and unsureness. I am not unsure of Ty. I know who he is and what he is capable of, and what's more I have no doubt in my mind that the only way that he'll get this title from me is if he pries it out of my cold dead fingers. I made the gamble to be the one to end his streak, that is something I plan on doing.
David... I...
Now Stace why did you come here? It wasn't to interview me. It wasn't to gloat or to try and get me in the sack. Stacey am I not dancing around for you enough? am I not hopping mad enough for you? WHY did you come here?
I... I came to wish you good luck.
Stace I think your falling for the character. I am not the person you think I am. The person I am and the character I play are two different people that both want nothing to do with you. I'm here in this company to win every prize that's out there. I don't need your support, I don't need your pity...
David looks at the dice in his hands and puts them out at the edge of his fingertips and holds them out for Stacey to blow on. Stacey is hesitant at first, but then moves to blow on them. Right before she can though, David moves his hand away and throws the dice onto the table.
And I certainly don't need your luck.
David begins to exit out of the room. The dice bounce and come to a rest on 7. The stickman calls a winner and the rest of the casino clerks pick up David's chips to cash them in as Stacey stands alone. David is viewed from behind exiting the room. As he is walking Marty's voice can be heard in the background.
Well folks before we close our show for the evening we do have a message from our host Showtime. It says Showtime 1 Ty Burna 1. The rest will all be decided at All Or Nothing. Goodnight folks.
Ty Burna
Getting Noticed By Management
Static begins playing on the screen, slowly growing louder almost to a deafening pitch. It cuts out suddenly and the camera focuses in on Serafina standing in a dark and dank underground passage made of old brick and mortar. Jail like cells can be seen off to the side, along with cells blocked off by solid steel doors. In the distance one can hear someone or something whimpering and moaning in pain, as well as the clanking of chains against brick can be heard. Serafina motions to the camera to follow her.
Come with me, I have something to show you.
Her voice is melodic, yet carries a darker and more sinister tone then one would expect from such a lithe woman. She turns and begins making her way down the passage way, the cries of the tortured and the clanking chains begin to become more audible. Serafina continues walking briskly down the passage way before stopping in front of a cell sealed by a steel door. An unknown symbol has been painted on the front of the door. Serafina slowly opens the door.
Enter now, he is ready for you.
The camera makes its way into the cell and the door shuts behind it. The cell is almost completely pitch black save for a small lantern on a table in the middle of the room. A gust of air pushes the light the lantern emits towards the back of the cell, revealing Ty chained to the wall. He is shirtless, and his head lowered, his hair covering his face.
Showtime .oh foolish Showtime when will you learn your lesson? Your efforts continue to be futile against me. Your little statement you tried to make last week only angered me, and gave Drake a reprieve from yet another defeat at my hands. So what has changed since your attack last week? You proved yet again that you are nothing more than a coward who has to attack when my back is turned; nothing has changed Showtime, other than at Meltdown I get to tear you apart limb by limb until I am satisfied with your destruction. Let me make this clear to you, I dont give a damn about the Mayhem title this week, I dont care if this match has a winner. No, all I care about Showtime is the ending of it, and it will be your grand finale. While I gave Drake the chance to make it to All or Nothing, I will not grant you such a relief.
The light slowly drifts over to the right side of the room, revealing Ty yet again only in a black straight jacket, his eyes wide open and burning red, a sickened smile on his face as he rocks back and forth against the wall.
This is my first Mayhem Rules match, and I promise to exceed the name of the game. Showtime, your body will lay crippled and maimed while I have my hand wrapped around your throat, slowly draining whatever is left of your pathetic life. Is it worth that much to you Showtime? Is it worth putting your life on the line simply to try beating me? I will deliver unto you a free ride to the river Styx, and grant you access to Hades. I will watch as your pathetic soul realizes the mistake it made as a materialistic and cowardly human. You wish to defeat me Showtime, but at what cost? What are you willing to give up achieving such a goal? Doubt is starting to clog your mind, frustration masking the fear inside you. What will be left to pick up after I am done destroying the very fabric of your being Showtime?
While you believe in belts and victories as ultimate goals, I believe in goals that are far more worthwhile. These belts are nothing more than props to show who the dominant one is. I dont need such a toy Showtime, I merely hold the Eurasian Championship as a reminder to you and every other person in WZCW who the Alpha Dog is. And it kills you to think that I was the first one, that I am the one that holds this title because you failed miserably when you had a clearly superior opponent. I was victorious in that tournament Showtime, while you had to eat off the remains of those I defeated. And just like a good little vulture, you keep following me, collecting the scraps while believing yourself to be the better fighter.
The light shifts once more to the left side of the room, Ty appearing now in street clothes and leaning against the wall. Blood is pouring down his face which appears to have been broken and disfigured. He holds a large blade up by his neck while staring dead into the camera.
I have grown tired of you following me Showtime, I have grown tired your endless charades as an adversary to me. While you have been nothing more than a nuisance, I see now that the time is ripe for me to dissolve your illusionary vision and show you the grim and morbid truth about your future. There is none, and I am the reason that your future ends suddenly. You have not gained respect from me at all, in fact when I am done burying you 6 feet into the ground, I will spit upon your grave and watch as my demons dance upon it. There will be no ceremonious occasion for you, the camera will stop rolling and soon no one will remember your name. You will be a lifeless husk with no legacy or memories to leave behind, while I continue on my journey to the glorious ending, where I will forever be known as the Exalted. I will become infamous, while you become parasite infested. And perhaps then your stubbornness will finally allow you to see the difference between you and myself Showtime.
The lantern light shifts back into the middle of the room, the wailing of the tortured continues to grow louder. Suddenly a loud crashing sound can be heard and the breaking of chains as well. Ty dressed in his usual black robe walks up to the lanterns light with Serafina right at his side.
Now is the time of the reckoning Showtime, though I doubt you will be around long to enjoy it. You hear the echoes of the broken Showtime? What you hear is but a sample of what I have done in the past, and an even smaller sample of what will become of the future. The Following nears, and the broken shall become my subjects, and for you Showtime, you will be tossed to the side like the piece of debris that you are. Meltdown approaches, can you survive to All or Nothing Showtime? Or will you come up short against me once more and fade off as an afterthought? The vulture versus the predator, its time for the hand that feeds you be the one that breaks you in half.
Ty throws his head back and laughs maniacally as the lanterns light goes out, leaving the screen black. Tys laughter slowly gets overtaken by the crying and wailing in the background before cutting to static once more and then finally off.
Come with me, I have something to show you.
Her voice is melodic, yet carries a darker and more sinister tone then one would expect from such a lithe woman. She turns and begins making her way down the passage way, the cries of the tortured and the clanking chains begin to become more audible. Serafina continues walking briskly down the passage way before stopping in front of a cell sealed by a steel door. An unknown symbol has been painted on the front of the door. Serafina slowly opens the door.
Enter now, he is ready for you.
The camera makes its way into the cell and the door shuts behind it. The cell is almost completely pitch black save for a small lantern on a table in the middle of the room. A gust of air pushes the light the lantern emits towards the back of the cell, revealing Ty chained to the wall. He is shirtless, and his head lowered, his hair covering his face.
Showtime .oh foolish Showtime when will you learn your lesson? Your efforts continue to be futile against me. Your little statement you tried to make last week only angered me, and gave Drake a reprieve from yet another defeat at my hands. So what has changed since your attack last week? You proved yet again that you are nothing more than a coward who has to attack when my back is turned; nothing has changed Showtime, other than at Meltdown I get to tear you apart limb by limb until I am satisfied with your destruction. Let me make this clear to you, I dont give a damn about the Mayhem title this week, I dont care if this match has a winner. No, all I care about Showtime is the ending of it, and it will be your grand finale. While I gave Drake the chance to make it to All or Nothing, I will not grant you such a relief.
The light slowly drifts over to the right side of the room, revealing Ty yet again only in a black straight jacket, his eyes wide open and burning red, a sickened smile on his face as he rocks back and forth against the wall.
This is my first Mayhem Rules match, and I promise to exceed the name of the game. Showtime, your body will lay crippled and maimed while I have my hand wrapped around your throat, slowly draining whatever is left of your pathetic life. Is it worth that much to you Showtime? Is it worth putting your life on the line simply to try beating me? I will deliver unto you a free ride to the river Styx, and grant you access to Hades. I will watch as your pathetic soul realizes the mistake it made as a materialistic and cowardly human. You wish to defeat me Showtime, but at what cost? What are you willing to give up achieving such a goal? Doubt is starting to clog your mind, frustration masking the fear inside you. What will be left to pick up after I am done destroying the very fabric of your being Showtime?
While you believe in belts and victories as ultimate goals, I believe in goals that are far more worthwhile. These belts are nothing more than props to show who the dominant one is. I dont need such a toy Showtime, I merely hold the Eurasian Championship as a reminder to you and every other person in WZCW who the Alpha Dog is. And it kills you to think that I was the first one, that I am the one that holds this title because you failed miserably when you had a clearly superior opponent. I was victorious in that tournament Showtime, while you had to eat off the remains of those I defeated. And just like a good little vulture, you keep following me, collecting the scraps while believing yourself to be the better fighter.
The light shifts once more to the left side of the room, Ty appearing now in street clothes and leaning against the wall. Blood is pouring down his face which appears to have been broken and disfigured. He holds a large blade up by his neck while staring dead into the camera.
I have grown tired of you following me Showtime, I have grown tired your endless charades as an adversary to me. While you have been nothing more than a nuisance, I see now that the time is ripe for me to dissolve your illusionary vision and show you the grim and morbid truth about your future. There is none, and I am the reason that your future ends suddenly. You have not gained respect from me at all, in fact when I am done burying you 6 feet into the ground, I will spit upon your grave and watch as my demons dance upon it. There will be no ceremonious occasion for you, the camera will stop rolling and soon no one will remember your name. You will be a lifeless husk with no legacy or memories to leave behind, while I continue on my journey to the glorious ending, where I will forever be known as the Exalted. I will become infamous, while you become parasite infested. And perhaps then your stubbornness will finally allow you to see the difference between you and myself Showtime.
The lantern light shifts back into the middle of the room, the wailing of the tortured continues to grow louder. Suddenly a loud crashing sound can be heard and the breaking of chains as well. Ty dressed in his usual black robe walks up to the lanterns light with Serafina right at his side.
Now is the time of the reckoning Showtime, though I doubt you will be around long to enjoy it. You hear the echoes of the broken Showtime? What you hear is but a sample of what I have done in the past, and an even smaller sample of what will become of the future. The Following nears, and the broken shall become my subjects, and for you Showtime, you will be tossed to the side like the piece of debris that you are. Meltdown approaches, can you survive to All or Nothing Showtime? Or will you come up short against me once more and fade off as an afterthought? The vulture versus the predator, its time for the hand that feeds you be the one that breaks you in half.
Ty throws his head back and laughs maniacally as the lanterns light goes out, leaving the screen black. Tys laughter slowly gets overtaken by the crying and wailing in the background before cutting to static once more and then finally off.
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