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Date Posted: 23:50:44 04/05/02 Fri
Author: "The Fallen Angel" Taryn St. Archer
Subject: Truely, I AM one for the ages.

(The scene opens upon the tired, tattered remnants of an abandoned church. Light streams in through the broken glass from the windows are strewn about the floor, mixing with several of the pews that overturned and facing backwards. Sitting in his normal spot where the pulpit would be, Taryn St. Archer is waiting for the cameraman to show, lost in thought, his blonde hair covering his sunglasses.)

Cameraman: Ummm... I'm ready whenever you are.

St.A: (looking up at the cameraman) Who are you? Where's Chuckles?

Cameraman: He ain't coming, some family business or something.

St.A: (scowling) Hmmm, fine, I guess you'll have to do.

(Taryn gets up and starts to pace around the church.)

St.A: Well, it looks like we finally have us a SuperCard between ACE USA and ACE Canada. It's about time, I've been waiting around to get into the ring that I started thinking that Dragon Belt was anything but handsome. I'm honestly, why else would that boy where a mask. You all saw "Rough & Tumble," you know what I'm talking about. (he pauses) And to think, at April Attack, I finally get my chance to prove to you, Dragon Belt, and the rest of ACE International, that I'm better than you are. It's just a shame that I have to prove it in a battle royal. But, so be it. Those who decree such things have decreed it to be.

(Taryn walks over to an overturned pew and sits upon its back. He takes out a piece of paper with the list of matches that have been scheduled, including all the participants in the battle royal.)

St.A: Hmph, looking at all the guys in this thing, the only one I'm truly concerned with is my tag team partner, Heartbreaker Alf. I mean, come on, five of these guys are so old, they still think getting on the cover of a Wheaties box is something special. Another eight of them are just a bunch of ACE Canada rejects who couldn't a battle royal if it came down to just them and a paper bag. Then that just leaves Dragon Tzu, Heartbreaker Alf and myself. Dragon Tzu, you've come along way in your career, baby, and I can respect that. But, and this but is almost as big as Melany's, you better hope it doesn't come down to just you and me again like the last time at the 'No Love Lost' PPV. If it does, boy howdy, I'm going to run you into the ground before I dispose of you once and for all.

Cameraman: Dragon Tzu sure did get you good, didn't he?

St.A: Be quiet, ya mook. Besides, if you watch the tape, Dragon Tzu cheated. But I digress, the past is the past and the future's going to be hell when I get Dragon Tzu in a rematch for the ACE USA title.

(Several cars go racing by the outside of the church.)

Cameraman: (looking outside) What's a mook?

St.A: (speaking to him as a child) A mook, is someone who's a dolt, i.e. you. Now, keep quiet, I'm not done yet.

Cameraman: Ummm... OK.

St.A: (mumbling under his breath) Reason numero uno why I never wanted kids, right there. (turning his attention back towards the camera) Now, onto the crux of this whole matter, the match for the UWP World Tag Team Titles, between the Brothers Of The Swastika and the Revolution, Heartbreaker Alf and myself.

Cameraman: Those Swastika guys are tough.

(Taryn, not even blinking, just stares the cameraman down. He walks over to him, pulling out a roll of duct tape and places a piece of it over his mouth.)

St.A: If you take this tape off, so help me, you won't be leaving here with just a dumb look on your face. Now, KEEP QUIET.

(Taryn walks back over to the pew and sits down again.)

St.A: Brothers Of The Swastika, boys, Der Wunderkin, Alex "Berlin" Wright could wrestle a better match than you two nincompoops can. No one is going to stop the Revolution from claim those belts, not even some ill-tempered, socialistic, oh-no-the-here-comes-the-Wicked-Witch-of-the-West-you-better-run-Dorothy, they're coming to take me away, oh no you broke my sister, little peons like yourselves.

(Taryn looks into the camera and smiles as he takes his sunglasses off.)

St.A: Now, you two must be sitting there scratching your thick skulls and asking, what did mean just then. Simple, thanks for the segue, it means, those titles are coming back to ACE USA with us, and there isn't anything you two nitwits can do or say about it. Prepare for the Revolution boys, cause it ain't going to be pretty.

(Taryn puts his sunglasses back on and starts walking towards the back of the church. The cameraman starts to take the duct tape off.)

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Re: Truely, I AM one for the ages. -- Dragon Tzu, 11:40:09 04/13/02 Sat