Post by JMav/JGold/RNorth/MKarloff on Apr 29, 2018 11:52:08 GMT -5
JOHNNY MAVERICK
Candy and Unicorn Hugs
Candy and Unicorn Hugs
“I was born on July 4th, 1987 in our Nation’s Capital. Can you imagine anything more patriotic? I can’t confirm the rumors that as I was being born Lynyrd Skynyrd was playing the National Anthem from the inside of a Monster Truck made of 100% recycled Bald Eagle but I’m not NOT saying that happened either.” Johnny says. He was in a Bad Brains t-shirt and jeans, standing with the Lincoln Memorial Reflecting Pool behind him.
“Now I may not seem like the picture of patriotism to all of you, but the foundation of American Patriotism has always been rebellion. From day one I walked into Redemption Wrestling with a chip on my shoulder and I was not quiet about it. Anyone trying to say that I am management’s ‘handpicked champion’ has a pretty short memory. A little over a year ago I spit in Devlin Scott’s face and told him that a year from then he’d learn to accept me as the face of his company and plaster on a fake smile as me as top Champion rakes him in huge amounts of money and hey! I must be fucking psychic or something because here we are. I have the big shiny and we are prospering. The world is taking a much-deserved big runny Karmic dump on the Destroyers. The new ‘Sleep’ Album is fucking incredible. I have an opponent who, as far as I know, I have no beef with and I can just go out there and have a good match with. Things are good. Great, even. Life is a never-ending stream of Candy and Unicorn hugs.” Johnny says. There is a pause.
“I mean, you were probably expecting me to go on a tangent here that would subvert all of what I just said but...no… No things are legit pretty freaking awesome right now. I feel like I have to keep looking over my shoulder because of it.” Johnny says, actually taking a moment to look over his shoulder.
“Nope….just Abe Lincoln…but I’ve got my eye on him just in case.” Johnny says. He points to his eyes with two fingers then points at the Lincoln Memorial, letting the enormous stone golem know that he has his eyes on him.
“We are in my hometown and after the show we’re having a big freaking party at ‘DHS’, the venue I own here. We’ve got ‘Crusty Burglar’, ‘Veiny Goat Smear’, and ‘Hey, Fuck you Tom’ all doing sets throughout the night and 50 cent wells and draws at the bar and perhaps some NGW talent taking the stage to play a song or two? And by the way? My venue is neutral ground. I don’t care who you have beef with in NGW, it stays outside of the door with the big sign that says ‘Die Hipster Scum’.” Johnny says, there is a pause.
“Okay I know that may not SEEM like the most non-aggressive name on the planet but take my word for it that my venue is freaking Switzerland. Leave your bullshit on the curb and come in and have a good time. This is MY Hometown and I feel like I’d be doing a disservice if I didn’t make this as fun for everyone as I possibly could. You are my guests, after all.” Johnny says with a wink and a thumbs up.
“But enough about the after-party. The REAL party happens in the ring. I am back in the states in my hometown and I am facing off against someone who is TOTALLY my caliber of opponent. Aurora Graves deserves to be in the main event scene. She deserves to be challenging me for this belt and since she isn’t? She deserves this chance to show that she belongs here. I may seem aloof, cool, and oftentimes outright disrespectful but I give respect to folks who earned it. Aurora Graves has put in the work. But I can throw a respect party for Aurora all day and honestly I would mean it but that doesn’t change the fact that she’s about to be standing across the ring from me. The Wrestling Revolutionary. The man who rose to power with a defiant fist in the air. If Aurora think she’s in for an easy night just because I’m in a good mood? She’s in for a rude awakening followed by an even ruder Un-Awakening as she gets knocked out with the Magic Bullet Theory. Ask Avery Miles what it means when I face an opponent I respect. It means I fight that much harder. It means I give that much more. It means…hell maybe it means that my ‘respect’ is not something that should be particularly sought after.” Johnny says with a smirk.
“I lay no sincere claims to Royalty or Godhood. I demand nothing of this world in regards to Riches or Fame. My one remaining vice is competition and in that regard I am far beyond a glutton or an addict. Bring me your strongest and your best so I might watch them fall. Good luck, Aurora. You’ll need it.” Johnny says, he smirks and the camera fades out.
The screen is black for more than little bit.
We cut to some footage the NGW crew was recording as some ‘Behind-The-Scenes’ stuff regarding the company’s return to the US after the European tour. We are inside DHS and Johnny is showing them around a bit and explaining the history of the building when he is interrupted by a knock at the door.
“We’re closed!” Johnny shouts before returning to his explanation but there is another knock. It’s louder this time. Johnny rolls his eyes and heads to the door, he opens it and is more than little bit surprised to see who is there.
“Oh THIS is fucking rich. I knew I was having too good of a week.” Johnny says, folding his arms.
“I come in peace. I just want to talk. Why else would I have come to ‘Switzerland’ as you always called it?” Johnny’s father Daniel says. Johnny thinks it over for more than a few moments, looking behind Danny to make sure none of his weirdo cultists or Martin was around.
“Yeah….yeah alright, come in. You’re paying for your beers and if you try any Demon shit I’m taking that cane and breaking it off in your ass.” Johnny says to his father.
“About the reaction I was anticipating from you. Vulgarity included.” Daniel says, he enters the bar as Johnny turns to the camera crew and makes the universal hand motion for ‘cut’ as the video abruptly stops.