Post by Adrien Cochrane on Oct 10, 2012 22:51:50 GMT -5
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“He sure has been at it for a while. How long has it been?”
[Christopher Samuel Marks lazily lifts his left arm to catch a glance at the wait on his wrist. He responds to his Adrien Cochrane training observation partner, one Richelle Ross.]
Chris: “It’s been about an hour. The limey bastard is still going strong. How in the hell does he do it?”
[Marks flicks the ashes off the tip of his cigarette. Richelle Ross simply rolls her eyes.]
Richelle: “Well, the fact he doesn’t smoke certainly helps.”
[Chris’s voice begins to show signs of agitation.]
Chris: “You have no idea how hard it is to quit!”
Richelle: “Excuses, excuses. Did you hear any update on how his neck is doing?”
[Richelle inquires about the status of her client’s neck as she watches him run up another flight of stairs in the high school football stadium down the road from the Cochrane residence. The PCW Platinum Champion reaches the top of the stairwell and sprints across the top row before dashing down the next stairwell.]
Chris: “He claims he’s finally been a hundred percent now.”
[Richelle nods.]
Richelle: “I tried to talk him into canceling the tag match last Rapture.”
[Chris Marks lets out a loud scoff.]
Chris: “You should have known better than that. I don’t think the guy would die in the ring than cancel a match.”
Richelle: “Unfortunately true.”
[Chris flicks his cigarette in the field and starts stretching.]
Richelle: “So what exactly are you doing?”
[Chris starts stretching his left leg.]
Chris: “The way I see it, if I’m going to get anywhere in this dump of a career I’m having, I might as well join the running idiot.”
[After quickly stretching his right leg, Chris Marks jogs up to the stairs Adrien was running down and starts running along with the New Orleanian. The only thing Cochrane can do to see his student running with him was smile.]
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“When you take a step back and look at everything going on around whatever wrestling company you are putting your body on the line for, you start to realize just how big the world is. How every single solitary match that you participate in is only a small part of the huge puzzle of the world you are a part of.”
[Adrien Cochrane sits on the edge of the stage in a large auditorium, smiling at the camera as he speaks.]
“The wrestling career choice is usually filled by attention seekers. People who use catchy trademarked catchphrases, gimmicks that will get them noticed by the fans and management, and overly dramatic and over the top violent use of ‘hardcore’ tactics…they completely litter our entire industry. They want to do something so crazy to leave a lasting impression on everyone watching that they will remember you for years to come no matter if you accomplish anything at all.
“That’s one of the thing I think of when I think of the bitter rival of mine, Draven Logan Kennedy. Notice how he takes to Twitter about how he is going to crush me. Notice how he tried to go for the most violent match he could possibly think of where the match leans more towards luck determining the winner of a match by more happenstance incidents such as slipping off a ladder or cage than a legitimate contest of skill. Don’t get me wrong, I will defend my championship in whatever format necessary. I will gladly participate in this Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match to defend the Platinum Championship. But Draven hasn’t, in recent time, do anything at all in terms of straight one on one matches. Draven isn’t championship material anymore. Exactly when was the last time you even won a match on your own? His lone victory was in a tag match against someone he had to attack outside the ring prior to the match.
“Draven, you were once a great, talented wrestler. No one can ever take that away from you. But since the reopening of this company, you haven’t been the same. You used to be a PCW Hall of Fame level of competitiveness. But you’re not the same man anymore, Draven. Hell, you don’t even act like the same man. You aren’t ready to be the PCW Platinum Champion again, and do you know why? The Draven Logan Kennedy of today is ALL TALK. How does he prepare for his big title match? Confidently bragging on Twitter and talking about how scared everyone is of him. I might fall asleep if I see that little promo again because it seems like everything that ever comes out of your mouth is the same crap over and over and over and over and…see how annoying this is? This is what you do, Draven…over and over and over again.”
[Adrien’s tone quickly changes from his usual public speaking voice to a bit angrier ranting.]
“Let’s make one thing perfectly clear, you are, in my very humble opinion , a piece of useless, worthless waste. You have no self-respect or dignity. You don’t care about anyone but yourself and you seem to have your lackeys believing that too. You’re not some sort of wrestling god who is flawless and should bring fear into the hearts of any opponent. I’m pretty sure even Kyle Sync isn’t even intimidated by your tough guy façade. Oh, you’re psychotic? That’s cute. We should get you in a padded room with a little straight jacket and a little teddy bear to help get that nonsensical point across. I don’t fucking care if your fragile little mind has problems but don’t confuse the words ‘psychotic’ and ‘anti-social jerk’. I have a degree in psychology. I know what I’m talking about. And also, who the hell taught you mathematical probability? I’m pretty sure my odds are much bigger than zero. Odds of being struck by lightning is somewhere around one in ten million. Bigger than zero. I think I’m more likely to retain my title than be struck by lightning, thank you very much. Honestly, if a healthy Adrien can beat the World Champion, exactly what does that make you, Draven? Think about it. And remember that the terms of our challenge still applies. If I win, our war is over and you can't come after my title while I have it anymore.
“Plus, your lone victory was after you injured me in a sneak attack and capitalized the next show. Congrats. You got a tag victory. You apparently do have a working muscular system and a functioning brain stem to pin a guy with a bad neck. But I have news for you, Mr. Kennedy. My neck is perfectly healed now. So now you’re going to have to get in the ring with someone who is fully recovered and pissed off with the access to legally bash your skull in with a chair, breaking your carcass through a table, and shoving you off the top of a ladder. In retrospect, do you really think starting this war with me was a wise move? If you still think it was, you’re lying to yourself.”
[Adrien’s tone returns to normal.]
“As I was saying in the beginning, we’re all a part of something so much bigger than just our match. If other matches didn’t happen, this industry would fail. I spent years with my band, If All Fails, being the opener for other bands. It’s because the whole show isn’t just Guy One against Dude Two. The thing that so many fans embrace is that they come to see so many superstars all have their turn. And the people who are arrogant enough to believe that it’s all about them are what’s wrong with this industry. We need to be humble enough to know there are other talents on the roster, other great matches on the card. That is what separates the Marianos from the Dravens.
“Marina Valdivia is a great Broadcast Champion who deserves a bit of spotlight for being a champion. Michael Morrison, though I don’t necessarily agree with his values, is our World Champion and should be in the main event while he has that belt. I’m humble enough to know that PCW isn’t all about Adrien Cochrane. When the improbably moment of everyone on our roster beginning to accept that same amount of humility, we will reach a true golden age. Don’t get me wrong, the whole good versus evil battle does draw audiences, which is probably why management will just hire some more scumbags like my protégé Chris Marks to keep that going. But unless you are the PCW World Champion, don’t call yourself the most important member of our roster, like I’m sure Draven has been saying privately.”
[Adrien stands in the center of the stage, looking directly towards the middle of the empty auditorium.]
“Even though I am the PCW Platinum Champion…and will be at the end of Anarchy…I am just a piece of the puzzle in the wonderful PCW show. So celebrate the talents of Marina Valdivia, Jay Thunder, Danielle Lopez and everyone else competing. But I will state one thing, my piece fits a lot better in the puzzle than Matthews, Fernandez, and especially Draven Logan Kennedy.”
[Pat-pat pat-pat pat-pat pat-pat]
“He sure has been at it for a while. How long has it been?”
[Christopher Samuel Marks lazily lifts his left arm to catch a glance at the wait on his wrist. He responds to his Adrien Cochrane training observation partner, one Richelle Ross.]
Chris: “It’s been about an hour. The limey bastard is still going strong. How in the hell does he do it?”
[Marks flicks the ashes off the tip of his cigarette. Richelle Ross simply rolls her eyes.]
Richelle: “Well, the fact he doesn’t smoke certainly helps.”
[Chris’s voice begins to show signs of agitation.]
Chris: “You have no idea how hard it is to quit!”
Richelle: “Excuses, excuses. Did you hear any update on how his neck is doing?”
[Richelle inquires about the status of her client’s neck as she watches him run up another flight of stairs in the high school football stadium down the road from the Cochrane residence. The PCW Platinum Champion reaches the top of the stairwell and sprints across the top row before dashing down the next stairwell.]
Chris: “He claims he’s finally been a hundred percent now.”
[Richelle nods.]
Richelle: “I tried to talk him into canceling the tag match last Rapture.”
[Chris Marks lets out a loud scoff.]
Chris: “You should have known better than that. I don’t think the guy would die in the ring than cancel a match.”
Richelle: “Unfortunately true.”
[Chris flicks his cigarette in the field and starts stretching.]
Richelle: “So what exactly are you doing?”
[Chris starts stretching his left leg.]
Chris: “The way I see it, if I’m going to get anywhere in this dump of a career I’m having, I might as well join the running idiot.”
[After quickly stretching his right leg, Chris Marks jogs up to the stairs Adrien was running down and starts running along with the New Orleanian. The only thing Cochrane can do to see his student running with him was smile.]
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“When you take a step back and look at everything going on around whatever wrestling company you are putting your body on the line for, you start to realize just how big the world is. How every single solitary match that you participate in is only a small part of the huge puzzle of the world you are a part of.”
[Adrien Cochrane sits on the edge of the stage in a large auditorium, smiling at the camera as he speaks.]
“The wrestling career choice is usually filled by attention seekers. People who use catchy trademarked catchphrases, gimmicks that will get them noticed by the fans and management, and overly dramatic and over the top violent use of ‘hardcore’ tactics…they completely litter our entire industry. They want to do something so crazy to leave a lasting impression on everyone watching that they will remember you for years to come no matter if you accomplish anything at all.
“That’s one of the thing I think of when I think of the bitter rival of mine, Draven Logan Kennedy. Notice how he takes to Twitter about how he is going to crush me. Notice how he tried to go for the most violent match he could possibly think of where the match leans more towards luck determining the winner of a match by more happenstance incidents such as slipping off a ladder or cage than a legitimate contest of skill. Don’t get me wrong, I will defend my championship in whatever format necessary. I will gladly participate in this Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match to defend the Platinum Championship. But Draven hasn’t, in recent time, do anything at all in terms of straight one on one matches. Draven isn’t championship material anymore. Exactly when was the last time you even won a match on your own? His lone victory was in a tag match against someone he had to attack outside the ring prior to the match.
“Draven, you were once a great, talented wrestler. No one can ever take that away from you. But since the reopening of this company, you haven’t been the same. You used to be a PCW Hall of Fame level of competitiveness. But you’re not the same man anymore, Draven. Hell, you don’t even act like the same man. You aren’t ready to be the PCW Platinum Champion again, and do you know why? The Draven Logan Kennedy of today is ALL TALK. How does he prepare for his big title match? Confidently bragging on Twitter and talking about how scared everyone is of him. I might fall asleep if I see that little promo again because it seems like everything that ever comes out of your mouth is the same crap over and over and over and over and…see how annoying this is? This is what you do, Draven…over and over and over again.”
[Adrien’s tone quickly changes from his usual public speaking voice to a bit angrier ranting.]
“Let’s make one thing perfectly clear, you are, in my very humble opinion , a piece of useless, worthless waste. You have no self-respect or dignity. You don’t care about anyone but yourself and you seem to have your lackeys believing that too. You’re not some sort of wrestling god who is flawless and should bring fear into the hearts of any opponent. I’m pretty sure even Kyle Sync isn’t even intimidated by your tough guy façade. Oh, you’re psychotic? That’s cute. We should get you in a padded room with a little straight jacket and a little teddy bear to help get that nonsensical point across. I don’t fucking care if your fragile little mind has problems but don’t confuse the words ‘psychotic’ and ‘anti-social jerk’. I have a degree in psychology. I know what I’m talking about. And also, who the hell taught you mathematical probability? I’m pretty sure my odds are much bigger than zero. Odds of being struck by lightning is somewhere around one in ten million. Bigger than zero. I think I’m more likely to retain my title than be struck by lightning, thank you very much. Honestly, if a healthy Adrien can beat the World Champion, exactly what does that make you, Draven? Think about it. And remember that the terms of our challenge still applies. If I win, our war is over and you can't come after my title while I have it anymore.
“Plus, your lone victory was after you injured me in a sneak attack and capitalized the next show. Congrats. You got a tag victory. You apparently do have a working muscular system and a functioning brain stem to pin a guy with a bad neck. But I have news for you, Mr. Kennedy. My neck is perfectly healed now. So now you’re going to have to get in the ring with someone who is fully recovered and pissed off with the access to legally bash your skull in with a chair, breaking your carcass through a table, and shoving you off the top of a ladder. In retrospect, do you really think starting this war with me was a wise move? If you still think it was, you’re lying to yourself.”
[Adrien’s tone returns to normal.]
“As I was saying in the beginning, we’re all a part of something so much bigger than just our match. If other matches didn’t happen, this industry would fail. I spent years with my band, If All Fails, being the opener for other bands. It’s because the whole show isn’t just Guy One against Dude Two. The thing that so many fans embrace is that they come to see so many superstars all have their turn. And the people who are arrogant enough to believe that it’s all about them are what’s wrong with this industry. We need to be humble enough to know there are other talents on the roster, other great matches on the card. That is what separates the Marianos from the Dravens.
“Marina Valdivia is a great Broadcast Champion who deserves a bit of spotlight for being a champion. Michael Morrison, though I don’t necessarily agree with his values, is our World Champion and should be in the main event while he has that belt. I’m humble enough to know that PCW isn’t all about Adrien Cochrane. When the improbably moment of everyone on our roster beginning to accept that same amount of humility, we will reach a true golden age. Don’t get me wrong, the whole good versus evil battle does draw audiences, which is probably why management will just hire some more scumbags like my protégé Chris Marks to keep that going. But unless you are the PCW World Champion, don’t call yourself the most important member of our roster, like I’m sure Draven has been saying privately.”
[Adrien stands in the center of the stage, looking directly towards the middle of the empty auditorium.]
“Even though I am the PCW Platinum Champion…and will be at the end of Anarchy…I am just a piece of the puzzle in the wonderful PCW show. So celebrate the talents of Marina Valdivia, Jay Thunder, Danielle Lopez and everyone else competing. But I will state one thing, my piece fits a lot better in the puzzle than Matthews, Fernandez, and especially Draven Logan Kennedy.”
