RP#49

The other day....

Joe is at the gym getting his work out in as he prepares to face Captain Fury this week when the UWL dropped it's news letter. Nanook got a hold of Joe on his phone during his workout to let him know what is going on. A shirtless Joe Jones is leaning up against the ring with sweat beading up and rolling down his face, neck and chest as Joe sets his phone down on the apron of the ring and unscrews the cap on his water bottle.

"So in the news letter it said how you were on a roll as of late, especially since you teamed up with Frankie and that next week." Nanook says as Joe takes a quick sip of water.

"The 12th?"

"Yup the 12th. You will have a match against Frank Washington, His boss or stable mate or how ever you want to call it Alan Christopher and the current TV Champion Scotty Addams and the four of you will see who will face Caleb Hart at Nightmare 4 for the Heritage title."

Joe picks up a towel and pats his forehead with it before setting it down and taking another gulp of water. He glances at the phone and then screws the cap back on top of his water bottle and sets it next to the phone and crosses his arms. Joe looks down at the floor in front of him and you can hear the hum of the overhead lights as Joe doesn't say a word. After a good minute of silence Nanook breaks it up.

"Joe? You there?"

Joe looks up with a look of annoyance on his face.

"This could be a huge for you. With the roll you're on right now, this could lead you to the match to finally beat Hart. How sweet would it be to take the Heritage title form him?"

Joe still doesn't say anything. He itches the side of his nose and recrosses his arms.

"Joe?"

Joe then reaches over towards his phone and taps the screen ending the call. He picks up his water bottle and starts to unscrew the cap as he makes his way towards the locker room.........



"So this is happens to you around here when you start shine? Is this what the front office of the UWL think of me? Rob Macklin and that other guy who just showed up last week....is this the best f*cking idea they came up with? Take a guy who is on a roll, a guy who some might say is on the verge of living up to the hype and stick him in the ring with 3 knuckle heads? Three baboons that couldn't figure out how to exit a ring with a map, GPS and the referee pointing the way for them. We're talking about a guy who just had his TV title stolen from him and didn't make the 2 dolts who stole it, to work for it! Not to mention the dude who had his belt stolen from him.....wait."

It's dark outside in the seedy section of Knoxville outside of the warehouse that Joe has been using for his own personal gym. Joe slowly strolls into the frame of the shot on his Go Pro wearing a knock off British army coat.

"Let me rephrase that. When Scotty Addams rolled over and handed his title, a title a guy I don't usually have anything nice to say about in Caleb Hart, built up to be more important than any other title the UWL has, Scotty Addams took that title and HANDED it to a guy who is a bigger moron than Addams is in Frank Washington."

Joe stops and turns and faces the camera with his hand in the pocket of his knock off coat.

"The Revolutionary Turncoat, a nick name that makes as much sense as the Charismatic Enigma......"

Joe cringes after saying Jeff Hardy's F***tarded nickname in TNA.

"I think the same guy who came up with that lovely name for a talented asshat that Jeff Hardy is, also dropped by Frank's locker and patted him on the back and went "Dude! You know what would be cool? Check this out! Revolutionary Turncoat! Yeah buddy!"

Joe sighs.

"So I get it. You will cheat to win. You will break the rules. You might even consider yourself extreme because you will try to make yourself #1 and stealing Addams's belt only adds to your persona. But. What is so revolutionary about that? It's not like we haven't seen one dude steal some other's guys belt before. I mean we haven't seen anyone just hand it over like Addams did but that's not revolutionary, it's just sad. The UWL should just strip Addams for not trying, not caring by the way. Back to Frank Assington. You are not the first guy who will cheat to win. You're not the first guy to break and bend the rules. So what makes you stand out from the rest of the pack? What makes you the so called Revolutionary Turncoat?"

Joe slowly shakes his head no.

"Nothing. The only thing that is certain is that you will switch sides. You will no doubt stab little Alan Christopher in the back at some point. Why anyone would trust you is beyond me. Hell I wouldn't be surprised if this weekend at the TV tapings you turn face and hand Addams back his title."

Joe snickers and closes his eyes and shakes his head.

"It just hit me. You are the UWL version of Jeff Hardy. You both have nick names that make no sense at all. You both try to portray yourself to be much more than what you actually are. And you both like to play dress up. Jeff slaps that god awful LSD trip all over his face and you, you LARP in your free time. f*cking pathetic. Then we have the ring leader of the gang of baboons. Alan "I have a tiny penis" Christopher."

Joe wets his lips.

"I know a bunch of mindless sheep got together after reading some book from Ron L Hubbard, a fiction book and made it a religion and some one is rolling in the dough ever since, but the odds that you will be able to do the same is about the same as Addams finding some self respect which is zero. Spare me all of your Alanism bullshit. I don't even care what that little book full of fart jokes says, and secondly don't read me any of it. Why don't we just agree on this. You all of a sudden have a rule in your church, or cult, or couch cushion fort that you can't be gay to be in your club. Just follow what every other religion does and discriminate against the gay and lesbian community and I will be just fine with that. I'm not going to drink from the kool aid and I can't believe you found even one guy to buy into your bullshit. In fact Alan I heard this story today and the first thing that came to mind was you. You see that 19 year old douche name Justin Bieber is in China and if he got lost there I wouldn't mind one bit. But that ass clown is in China and he wants to visit the great wall of China, which I get. Who wouldn't want to see the wall. But this kid is so delusional, so self centered and such a egomaniac that he had two dudes CARRY HIS SORRY ASS UP THE STEPS TO THE TOP OF THE GREAT WALL!!!!!! ARE YOU f*cking KIDDING ME?"



Joe pauses to calm down.

"Please Lord, have the terrorist kid nap that kid. He needs a good old fashion ass kicking."

Joe looks up at the heavens as he says that.

"That's you Alan. Self Centered. ANNOYING and f*cking lazy. You couldn't win a title, you made promises to all those guys that you and only you can lead them to the promise land and let's face it, the only way that is going to happen is by you just stealing someone else's titles. This is what the UWL has done to me. It stuck me in middle of their cluster and dangled a shot at the Heritage title as a reward for winning this match next week.

Joe removes the coat and tosses it on the ground.

"Those three guys, they don't deserve to be in this match. Much like that coat, they are just cheap knock offs to hard working superstars like myself. I am having the best streak I have ever had in the UWL right now! I'm doing better right now than I did during the Cup. If there ever was a time when I know I can beat Hart...it is right now and what did you do? Stuck me in middle of some nonsense that has nothing to do with me! What has those guys done to deserve a shot at the Heritage title? Nothing! But.....if that is how you want to do this, than so be it. I will go into that match and make those guys pay, pay for being a disgrace to this profession. You just go ahead and book that match at Nightmare, I will face Hart for the Heritage title and this time.....I will defeat Hart! Mark my words!"

Fade to black.