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Date Posted: 23:31:38 01/25/03 Sat
Author: TJ Raven
Subject: In-Flight Entertainment

*The scene: a airplane bound for the United States, the occupants, various people but they're not important, our focus is on TJ Raven for this flight. The camera finds him sitting towards the back of the plane. No one is sitting around him so his feet are kicked up on the empty seats next to him. His hair is tied back in a ponytail that looks like it came from a few days ago. A five o'clock shadow can be seen on his face, obviously not shaven in a few days. His clothes are wrinkled and what an odor coming off him, Does this man know what soap is? He looks up into the camera and a smirk comes across his lips as he begins to speak*



TJ: You know it's funny. After my match with Brett Healey and Hardcore Khan, I had the strangest feeling come over me. I didn't know why at the time but when I went backstage I tried to place myself in the match, and really it was a blur. I tried to understand why Matt had pushed me after the match, but to no avail. Now I sat and pondered this for a great deal of time until I figured I'd just ask the production truck for a copy of that nights show.



*TJ reaches up and pushes the button that calls the flight attendant*



TJ: Anyway, I went back to my hotel, my second hotel by the way, since I got kicked out of the first one, and popped the tape in the VCR. Now what do I see in this first match, an attack, shameful stuff that disgusted me. I move onto the second match, my match and see another attack, this one perpetuated by myself. Needless to say I was in shock.



*The flight attendant walks up and turns off the call button*



Flight Attendant: Yes sir? May I help you?



TJ: Yeah, can I get a Coke?



Flight Attendant: Yes sir. I'll bring that right out for you.



TJ: Anyway, as I was saying I was in a state of shock, why would I attack my own partner? Then I saw myself hiding at ringside, and as I looked into my own eyes I knew I wasn't looking at myself, I knew he had shown up that night. I had failed to stop him. Now I have all this new information and I just lay there in my hotel room, thinking, endlessly thinking. To pass the time I spit into the air to see if I can hit myself in the forehead, dead center. Finally, the hotel came and said I had to leave, my reservations had expired and they needed the room. So I went out into the night with my duffel bag and wandered, where I went? I'm not even entirely sure anymore. How long I wandered I couldn't tell you, but I woke with the morning sun and a phone call. I don't even remember who I talked to, but after I hung up I hailed a cab and went to the airport.



*The flight attendant walks up and hands TJ a plastic cup of ice and a can of Coke, then walks away*



TJ: Thanks. Okay so now I'm at the airport but I don't have reservations for a flight. What to do? Luckily I found space on an airline and low and behold I'm on my way back stateside.



*Fills the cup with Coke and quickly downs it, before refilling the cup again and setting it down on the food tray*



TJ: Now for the most part I have the next week and a half off. Seems some may not think I'm able to handle the workload here. Well trust me guys I can handle it. Especially for a Japan show, where the name of Sean Wallace, one of my past names, is legendary. A place where the extremist of wrestling flourish. A place where I spent 6 months in a hospital bed after a match. So yeah, I can handle a Japanese show. heck some may be wondering, if you're not scheduled why even show up? Simple, the fans. plus it seems President Stevens wants to give us all a stern lecture about respect. *Scoffs* Well whatever, I'll be in Tokyo, I'll be at Glory, and whether some like it or not. I'll make my presence felt. Now if you don't mind, I need to sleep.



*TJ sits up and reaches around the camera to turn it off, and static*







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