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Acceptance pt. 3; [HCM's Clay 'Chainsaw' Krueger]
Topic Started: Jun 25 2010, 08:34 PM (32 Views)
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Fans are milling into the ARCO Arena in preparation for ReVolt, a rather apt time for an arrival and the final step in the stage of ‘Acceptance’, the stage when Krueger delivers his rhetoric to his opponents, the dastardly duo of S-Neo.

[align=center]TAKE ME TO A HOTEL ROOM
AND TIE ME TO THE BED OF MY MISTAKES
KISS ME LIKE I PAID FOR THIS
PLEASE DON'T STOP TILL YOU'VE RAPED ALL MY FAITH
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Smoke fills the staging as ‘Sick or Sane‘ pulses through the arena, before a series of small pyro explosions around the ReVoltrons signals the arrival of Dr. Clay ‘Chainsaw’ Krueger. The self-absorbed former psychiatrist emerges as the smoke clears with former Hellcat Champion Lara Toni in a short dress hanging off his left arm.

[align=center]AND THE WHITE COATS, JUST DON'T GET IT
I'M A GENIUS, WITH A HEADACHE
AND THE WHITE COATS, JUST DON'T GET IT
I'M A GENIUS, WITH A HEADACHE
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Lara Toni takes centre stage to bump and grind. Krueger brushes her aside to raise his arms high in the air earning himself a chorus of jeers as he peers out into the audience, a smirk adorning his face. Krueger escorts the lovely Toni down to the ring, he avoids touching the fans as they reach out in his face.

[align=center]AM I A LITTLE SICK OR A LITTLE SANE?
AM I A LITTLE SICK OR A LITTLE SANE?
AM I A LITTLE SICK OR A LITTLE SANE?
'CAUSE I FEEL A LITTLE SICK
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Lara holds the ropes open for Clay to stoop into the ring and then snatches the microphone from Michael Anderson before he can introduce the Krueger‘s. Lara brings the microphone up to her pouty lips to introduce her husband.

Lara: “At this time it is my privilege and honour to introduce to you a man who for less than one year has dominated the squared circle like no other before him. A man who built a career on pride, honour and integrity. A legend who made his mark by ending the delusion known as Grandeur. A role model for children, a friend to us all. Some call him the reincarnation of Lou Thesz, perhaps no greater success stories have been written in the modern history of Full Intensity Wrestling. He’s an inspiration to us all and one of the most popular and respected athletes of his generation.”

The former Hellcat Champion pauses for a moment as the fans jeer, she casts them a harsh look and most quieten down for her to finish her (lengthy) introduction.

Lara: “Ladies… and I use that term loosely… and gentlemen get off your fat asses and put your greasy hands together for the man who will once again be FIW World Tag Team Champion this Sunday, the man who is the favourite to win the ReVolt Rumble, the man who will defeat Jenny Chennault for the Dual Crown… CLAY ‘CHAINSAW’ KRUEGER!”

Lara raises Clay’s arm in the air and he salutes the crowd with a single fist raised high in the air. Krueger takes possession of the microphone and places one hand on his heart as he begins to speak.

Krueger: “It seems that as of late, I have been having trouble with my identity. But now with the gracious help of my partner Keith Williams and my wife Lara Toni, I have found out who I am. I now know exactly who I am. I am a speaker of four languages, I am a student of American history and a reader of Greek tragedy. I am a leader of men and a lover of women, in addition to being the toughest son of a bitch in Full Intensity Wrestling. My name is Clay ‘Chainsaw Krueger’ and I am one half of your next FIW World Tag Team Champions.”

He makes the universal ‘belt’ motion around his waist and then points to himself.

Krueger: “There is a man and that man has my gold. You see, I could come out here and I could make sexual jokes like Neo. I could say that the ladies call me Fred Flintstone because I make their beds rock. But I won’t do that because you people deserve better than a bunch of tired and unimaginative limericks. I could come out here like Snake and preach about how hard my career has been and how I’ve bled buckets and sacrificed for my success. As if its my fault that my career was streamlined to the major leagues, less than 1 year as a professional wrestler and I achieved Championship success. Perhaps it was your sweat, blood and tears that led you to a title in FIW… I say that you just lack the necessary talent that has seen me ascend to the heavens. Your time as a Champion, Snake, has come to an end. It’s time to shuffle you back down to the lower midcard, where you belong.”

Lara applauds and Clay tips an imaginary cap to his lovely wife.

Krueger: “Neo Carner, Snake… S-Neo. Seems to me like you two boys have had it easy since Deadlock. I’ve not been myself and I see you two degenerates have taken full advantage. Your free and easy ride comes to an end this week on ReVolt. Hark it from the hills, Clay is back. Neo has been occupied with Drake Love, Keith Williams and Pyotr Sadovsky. Did you dare forget about me? Could you?! Snake has been on the injured list thanks to Havok. Oh, how God provides at least some semblance of entertainment at my lowest ebb. Drake Love… well, we’ll come to him in due course following the return of Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre this Sunday.”

A pop for Drake’s name… yeah, yeah, keep it down!

Krueger: “After suffering the most notable and humiliating loss of my entire wrestling career at the hands of Neo and Snake, I found myself plummeting in a downward spiral towards mediocrity and oblivion. I am not proud nor am I ashamed to admit that I scraped the bottom of the barrel. When a man is so low, there is only one way and that is up.”

He looks down at his feet as he speaks, perhaps visualising the moment when he was defeated at Deadlock. Perhaps its that very spot in the ring where the ominous three count took place.

Krueger: “I felt pathetic when Snake pinned me, in that moment as I was looking up at the lights and the referee’s hand only inches from my head counting to three… I felt helpless. I was not able to kick out or rise my shoulder up off the canvas below. I felt pathetic. And now as I stand here before you, a fully functioning member of the FIW community… I vow never to feel so pathetic again. I will never be helpless and I will never suffer a loss at the hands of Neo or Snake. I vow not to go there again and believe me when I say that I will do ANYTHING to ensure that history does not repeat itself.”

Krueger has base in his voice, he is not wavering or looking nervous. He is the picture of controlled calmness and determination. A beautiful combination.

Krueger: “I once walked in your shoes, I was once the king of the tag team mountain with Keith Williams but as king, in reality… we were the prey. You were the two men charged with dethroning us and that you did. But now the tables are turned. We are the challengers, we are ones chasing and we are the ones with nothing to lose. I say that in full knowledge that I do have nothing left. My ego shrunk when defeated by Snake, my pride diminished and my integrity bludgeoned. There is nothing left for you to strip away. Even in defeat, I cannot go any lower.”

Lara puts her arm around her husband, comforting him as he admits something difficult.

Krueger: “Desperate man do desperate things is the old adage, I was once desperate. Now I am committed and I am determined to regain my title back. You two will not stand in my way. I’m not in the mood for jokes, not in the mood for witty limericks and I’m not in the mood for another man casting eyes towards my woman. Snake, you once accused me of not having enough heart for this business, that I hadn’t bled the buckets that you have and that has eaten me alive ever since the moment you said it. I now have bled, I have sacrificed and the only thing left to do is regain my life. One month away from my belt is far too long. Do you think I enjoyed seeing my pride and joy in Snake’s hand? Then the ultimate slap in the face… my own Championship in the possession of Neo Carner.”

Clay spits out the name of his chief tormentor as if it almost got stuck in his throat, he despises saying it in the same sentence as ‘his Championship’. The very memory releases bile and hatred from the sophisticated sniper.

Krueger: “Thinking of running, are you Neo? Think you can outrun the world and Clay Krueger, do you? Neo is a curious soul in that his best defence is to go on offence and claim I’ve been faking. I only wish that was true. It’s so easy now for you to sit there and say that I’ve been living a fantasy, putting on a show and picking my moment to strike back. To that I say this… IT DIDN’T HAPPEN TO YOU DID IT??? IT HAPPENED TO ME!!!”

Clay calms himself down, lowering his voice back down and he looks across at Lara Toni.

Krueger: “You try to woo my wife, you try to flutter your eyelashes at Lara and she rejects you. She rejects you like every other woman on the planet until you have nothing left, no temerity remaining. You are forced to try your hand with the biggest slut on the planet, Rebecca Hunter, now that is something to be proud of. The woman only needs to sneeze near a man and he catches an STI. I know you are trying to best me in the ladies department but there’s really no need. Everybody here knows that you are just a small fish in a big pond, whereas Clay Krueger is a whale in a teardrop!”

Lara agrees. Thank fuck for that. In a stark contrast of opinion, a few ladies in the audience actually swoon for Neo. Swoon, indeed.

Krueger: “You know, Neo, you remind me of the man that lived by the river. He heard a radio report that the river was going to rush up and flood the town. And that all the residents should evacuate their homes. But the man said, “I’m religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me.”

The waters rose up. A guy in a row boat came along and he shouted, “Hey, hey you! You in there. The town is flooding. Let me take you to safety.” But the man shouted back, “I’m religious. I pray. God loves me. God will save me.”

A helicopter was hovering overhead. And a guy with a megaphone shouted, “Hey you, you down there. The town is flooding. Let me drop this ladder and I’ll take you to safety.” But the man shouted back that he was religious, that he prayed, that God loved him and that God will take him to safety.

Well... the man drowned. And standing at the gates of St. Peter, he demanded an audience with God. “Lord,” he said, “I’m a religious man, I pray. I thought you loved me. Why did this happen?” God said, “I sent you a radio report, a helicopter, and a guy in a rowboat. What the fuck are you doing here?”…”


Some laughs from the audience, you know the type of smarks who think it’s ‘cool’ to boo the faces and cheer the heels. Pricks. Just do as your told!

Krueger: “The moral of the story Neo is that you should open your eyes, look further than the end of your nose and see the real picture. Just because Keith Williams and myself aren’t trolling around hand in hand or having ‘private’ conversations in front of a TV cameras like some wannabe reality TV star. You’ve had three gruelling matches, your partner has been on the injured list. We are fresh, we have momentum and we have given you fair warning. I’m sure you are likely to counter by claiming that your three matches have kept you in good trim for Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre and I should not argue the point… but I is arguing the point.”

Clay changes tact to a more sympathetic and understanding tone.

Krueger: “What Neo Carner and Snake represent is the last great hope for FIW, the two men that these pathetic supporters look to for comfort and warmth. The problem with being the last of anything is that when your gone, by and by there’s none left at all. It’s a gamble of long odds, I fancy. That’s a sad commentary in and of itself. This wrestling world used to be a bigger place but maybe the world’s the same… there’s just more things in it. More things to be overcome by Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre.”

He shakes his head.

Krueger: “Whatever you joke about, whatever you claim to be fact and whatever you arrogantly brag about to these fans… doesn’t matter, not anymore. Clay Krueger is back and I’m serving notice to the entire roster that in one night I will not only defeat S-Neo as part of Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre, but I will also win the ReVolt Rumble and then dethrone Jenny Chennault. I have been building up to this night ever since I was defeated and there is nobody who can stop me. Not Neo, not Snake and not anybody else. I am the new Clay Krueger, or should I say the old and successful Clay Krueger. The cream always rises to the top and this Sunday, this Sunday I shall rise to the very top of this industry.”

With that said, Clay tosses the microphone back to Lara and in turn she heaves it in the direction of Michael Anderson. Clay simply raises his hands up high to bask in what he assumes to be adulation. Lara holds the ropes open for him and the ‘Chainsaw’ stoops out onto the apron. He peers out at the crowd, now larger than when he arrived. Clay heads to the back with Lara in tow, stopping only at the stage to stomp his feet on the steps before he flings the curtain aside to disappear to the back.
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