Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:40:19 GMT
The hand lays on the table. The doctors table. A pen is tapping the table next to his hand. A nice long silver pen, a fancy one too, one that cost a pretty penny no doubt.
“Did I not tell you that you should sit a few weeks out?” A voice says, one of authority, a doctor maybe.
“You know, I told you this would happen, the few scars you did have would reopen, and that it would hurt. You knew that! And there is nothing I can do about this. There is no magic cream, no stitches, no nothing, only time. Time is the only cure.” The voice says again.
The hand is lifted up, cream applied to it and rubbed in. And again, wrapped in it white protective cloth.
“I hope you learned some kind of lesson? And stay out of the ring this week!” The voice says again.
The hand is removed leaving only a empty table.
“Sorry.” A voice that sound a lot like Chamber says. “Can’t do that. I have a living to earn.”
“Well, I am sorry, but at that rate, it will never heal.”
“Time heals nothing doc.” Chamber says.
That was a few days ago. When Chamber went in complaining of pain, sever pain in his hand. This was after burying it in ice, layers and layers of cream and nothing work. He was subscribed some pain killers though, and he takes them faithly. Chamber is now sitting on the couch, his hand laying on his lap as he watches some old tapes and shit. Right now, some old ECW is in the VCR. Cyrus in the ring, with Rhino by his side as the show starts. “Don’t you know who I am!!! I’m network by GOD!” Cyrus would belt out. Chamber chuckles, it’s just something about that line that makes his chuckle. And to think, no matter how good he became in the ECW, he is done when it comes to the WWF/WCW. He burnt his bridge a long time ago, and time has not even started to repair that one. Again, Time heals nothing.
“Look at this, this guy when ECW was open hit his mark. By god, I’m network, what a angle, what a storyline. And look where it got him. NO where. ECW is done, WWF bought out the WCW, thus guaranteeing many people no jobs. It must be some 3 years now, and Vince still holds a grudge.”
The show goes into commercial, one of many that TNN had for the fucking show. Chamber puts the remote down and looks at the tag title that rests at his side, still wrapped in the cloth that the midget brought it in. Chamber picks it up.
“Donnie, Donnie, Donnie.” Chamber says. “What can I say, but thanks, but as far as I’m concerned, this is still yours.” Chamber tosses the title back down on the couch . “You think Amy would settle this tag team deal so that guys like Team Dream can have something to fight for. So maybe, Scorpion and Viper can win these things and have something more to brag about. Cause, it’s real clear nobody else gives a fuck about the titles. I have here, with me, and I could care less about it. I mean look at my mantel.” Chamber points towards the fire place that is behind him. On the mantel is awards he has won, and the championship titles he has won over his career too. The IDCW hardcore title, The BCFW Championship title is there. The RWF Championship and RWF Tag team titles are there. Even the IWA World, and World Heavyweight titles are there as well. “You see, they are all there, the titles that I have won in my past, and yet, I have this one, and it’s not up there.”
The show begins again. Chamber pauses to see what’s on, and they cut back to commercial again.
“No wonder no one watch this show.” Chamber says as he picks up the remote, with his burned hand. He’s happy that he can change channels with it at least.
“Everyday, when I have a sharp pain in my hand, It reminds me of what ya did Scorpion. And I have the knack of storing my pain and then using it against the one who pisses me off. And the next time we step into the ring, oh boy, watch out cause you’ll be in a world of hurt. Time heals nothing, and I never forget. This Sunday, I’ll be watching you, maybe even from ring side. I might even pay ya a visit too. I am the number one guy in the federation, and I will make sure you know that. Take my match with Cyril’s buddy. Caligula is it? Here is this guy, who to be honest, must be somewhat good to have Cyril has his buddy. So I know what I can except to see. I’ve been in the ring with Cyril, I know his little tricks, and I am sure he passed them off to Cal. But all the training, inside info Cyril can give him will help one bit. This will be his 3rd match in his young career. His biggest match that he will ever have. He’s picking up his nuts, stepping in the ring with me and giving it a whirl. And try that he will, give it all that he will, he will fall just this much short of becoming the hero of the day. But that guys has something you’ll never get from me, Respect. And that is something not one guy in the back room will ever give you. And it’s hard to get anywhere around here with out that. NO matter how much time goes by. I’m burnt, I'm battered, and I have seen better days. But that won’t stop me. Caligula is just like Braun, a stepping stone towards Wilburman, and the 15th. The day, I become the two time IWA Champion. The day I win back my title, a title that I never lost! Caligula, get ready, cause soon, it’ll be your Final Call.”
The commercial ends and a match begins, RVD vs Jerry Lynn as the scene fades to black.....................
“Did I not tell you that you should sit a few weeks out?” A voice says, one of authority, a doctor maybe.
“You know, I told you this would happen, the few scars you did have would reopen, and that it would hurt. You knew that! And there is nothing I can do about this. There is no magic cream, no stitches, no nothing, only time. Time is the only cure.” The voice says again.
The hand is lifted up, cream applied to it and rubbed in. And again, wrapped in it white protective cloth.
“I hope you learned some kind of lesson? And stay out of the ring this week!” The voice says again.
The hand is removed leaving only a empty table.
“Sorry.” A voice that sound a lot like Chamber says. “Can’t do that. I have a living to earn.”
“Well, I am sorry, but at that rate, it will never heal.”
“Time heals nothing doc.” Chamber says.
That was a few days ago. When Chamber went in complaining of pain, sever pain in his hand. This was after burying it in ice, layers and layers of cream and nothing work. He was subscribed some pain killers though, and he takes them faithly. Chamber is now sitting on the couch, his hand laying on his lap as he watches some old tapes and shit. Right now, some old ECW is in the VCR. Cyrus in the ring, with Rhino by his side as the show starts. “Don’t you know who I am!!! I’m network by GOD!” Cyrus would belt out. Chamber chuckles, it’s just something about that line that makes his chuckle. And to think, no matter how good he became in the ECW, he is done when it comes to the WWF/WCW. He burnt his bridge a long time ago, and time has not even started to repair that one. Again, Time heals nothing.
“Look at this, this guy when ECW was open hit his mark. By god, I’m network, what a angle, what a storyline. And look where it got him. NO where. ECW is done, WWF bought out the WCW, thus guaranteeing many people no jobs. It must be some 3 years now, and Vince still holds a grudge.”
The show goes into commercial, one of many that TNN had for the fucking show. Chamber puts the remote down and looks at the tag title that rests at his side, still wrapped in the cloth that the midget brought it in. Chamber picks it up.
“Donnie, Donnie, Donnie.” Chamber says. “What can I say, but thanks, but as far as I’m concerned, this is still yours.” Chamber tosses the title back down on the couch . “You think Amy would settle this tag team deal so that guys like Team Dream can have something to fight for. So maybe, Scorpion and Viper can win these things and have something more to brag about. Cause, it’s real clear nobody else gives a fuck about the titles. I have here, with me, and I could care less about it. I mean look at my mantel.” Chamber points towards the fire place that is behind him. On the mantel is awards he has won, and the championship titles he has won over his career too. The IDCW hardcore title, The BCFW Championship title is there. The RWF Championship and RWF Tag team titles are there. Even the IWA World, and World Heavyweight titles are there as well. “You see, they are all there, the titles that I have won in my past, and yet, I have this one, and it’s not up there.”
The show begins again. Chamber pauses to see what’s on, and they cut back to commercial again.
“No wonder no one watch this show.” Chamber says as he picks up the remote, with his burned hand. He’s happy that he can change channels with it at least.
“Everyday, when I have a sharp pain in my hand, It reminds me of what ya did Scorpion. And I have the knack of storing my pain and then using it against the one who pisses me off. And the next time we step into the ring, oh boy, watch out cause you’ll be in a world of hurt. Time heals nothing, and I never forget. This Sunday, I’ll be watching you, maybe even from ring side. I might even pay ya a visit too. I am the number one guy in the federation, and I will make sure you know that. Take my match with Cyril’s buddy. Caligula is it? Here is this guy, who to be honest, must be somewhat good to have Cyril has his buddy. So I know what I can except to see. I’ve been in the ring with Cyril, I know his little tricks, and I am sure he passed them off to Cal. But all the training, inside info Cyril can give him will help one bit. This will be his 3rd match in his young career. His biggest match that he will ever have. He’s picking up his nuts, stepping in the ring with me and giving it a whirl. And try that he will, give it all that he will, he will fall just this much short of becoming the hero of the day. But that guys has something you’ll never get from me, Respect. And that is something not one guy in the back room will ever give you. And it’s hard to get anywhere around here with out that. NO matter how much time goes by. I’m burnt, I'm battered, and I have seen better days. But that won’t stop me. Caligula is just like Braun, a stepping stone towards Wilburman, and the 15th. The day, I become the two time IWA Champion. The day I win back my title, a title that I never lost! Caligula, get ready, cause soon, it’ll be your Final Call.”
The commercial ends and a match begins, RVD vs Jerry Lynn as the scene fades to black.....................