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Date Posted: 23:16:58 03/18/03 Tue
Author: Hysteria
Subject: Freezing My Ass Off

( The scene is pitch black, with no sound at all. Suddenly, there's a white light for a brief second and we see Hysteria close up at the camera. He leans back and smiles, then walks backwards out of the way. It is clearly visible that we are now in Alaska. The ground is coated with white powder and Hysteria is standing right next to a small iceberg. He's not wearing a coat or a beanie, not even a long sleeve shirt, but his body is as steady and unshivering as ever. He is still looking at the camera as he swings his arm back and hits the wall of ice with the back of his fist. )

Hysteria: Cold, hard, and unforgiving..This wall of ice is a pure example of my heart. I take no pity on anyone, I don't care if I run right over you and leave you in pieces...The Alaskan tundra can leave a man for dead if he is unprepared...Because it's freaking cold out here!...That doesn't concern me too much. My body has adjusted to the pain of being knocked around, the agony of being burned as a result of a minor....okay, major fireworks accident as a kid....and the cold of standing out here in summer clothes for the past hour or so...I can't feel my nuts anymore, but no pain no gain...It's tests like these that prove if someone is really ready to accept excrutiating pain for absolute pleasure....I've passed this test, and I am ready to sacrifice my body in my next quest if I have to.......I intend to rid myself of this...pest...known as Hitman.....This fly that swarms around that you can never seem to kill with the swatter.....This leech that intends to suck away all of MY attention, my stardom....the fame that I have earned!!! Just when I am starting to make a name for myself by being in the biggest CWF PPV and fighting one of the best CWF stars, this asshole comes right back to catch another beating..

( A cold breeze blows past and the shot goes white momentarily as the snow blows past. It clears and Hysteria comes back into view now smoking a Marlboro.)

Hysteria: I did not kick this man's ass on two seperate occasions, attack him at a PPV, and help in his ultimate pinning by Curtis Mayhem in a three way match...Just to have him come back and swing a bat at me!! I'm not out with any injuries, while he has been sidelined for a couple days at a time by me on numerous occasions......Swings like a girl if you ask me, but I had to act hurt for the entertainment value.. Hitman wants to come back and repay me for all I have done for him, then he damn well better try harder than that!!! I SLIT MY OWN THROAT!!!....So, a bat!? What good is that going to do, seriously? That's just not going to work my friend, try something better or move on....I have frostbite on almost all of my body now, and believe me it hurts like hell to have my body freeze on my own accord...But it is nothing compared to the magnitude of hurt I will put on this Hitman character.......Dead or debilitated, one way or the other, I will dust him off my path to greatness..

( The last few burning ambers from the cigarette blow out as the wind and cold are too much. Hysteria looks at the cigarette and sighs then tosses it to the side.)

Hysteria: This has all been a preview...I have an interview scheduled in about fourty five minutes, that's where the real information will come from....But, how could I illustrate my willingness to suffer in a heated restaurant sipping hot cocoa?!

( He walks back to the camera and leans down to turn it off, laughing to himself. One final chuckle and a grin, then the screen goes back to nothingness.)

45 Minutes or So Later

( Camera comes back on and it appears to be up on a window ledge facing towards a booth table. Hysteria is sitting, with hot cocoa in a mug and a bottle of Jack both on the table. The ash tray already has five cigarette butts in it and Hysteria appears anxious as he looks over to the camera.)

Hysteria: Women...If they aren't late, then they really have dicks.....

( A couple more minutes pass until a short, brunette woman in her mid thirties walks up to the table. She is thankfully wearing a long dress and non-revealing top because her figure is not the best in the world, or the best in the ghetto either...She takes a seat after recognizing Hysteria and sets a cassette recorder down on the table. Hysteria shoots the camera a look and shrugs his shoulders..)

Hysteria: Ya don't need the recorder, got a camera right here...

Woman: I only trust my own equipment....I'm Bree, we spoke a couple days ago about an interview..

Hysteria: ( Holding up a hand) I see the name tag, I remember the conversation........I already briefed you not to go into my personal life as I have had too many problems in that area lately I just don't want to think about it anymore....Also, only four questions....Get to it...

Bree: Okay, if you are in such a rush...Wait, may I ask why your face is so red and chapped?

Hysteria: Couple hours in the tundra in a t-shirt and sweatpants only....three questions left..

Bree: What!?

Hysteria: You asked me about my face....That counts as one...

Bree:...Fine....What do you expect to happen on Glory when you are in the same ring with Hitman for the...fourth time is it?

Hysteria: That's two questions in one...But I'll let is slide........Actually, I have kind of lost count as to how many times I've fought this chump, but it's more than one and that was too much!!....What do I expect to happen? As for that, I expect him to suffer.......He will be bruised, battered, and beaten until he pukes up his own blood onto the mat....If the medics don't get to him in time, I may well just kill the bastard and get it over with.....As always, there's no telling if he will finally come out with more than just a body in the ring and throw in actual wrestling maneuvers...but it is highly doubtful....All in all, I'd say the greatest expectation I have with this match is winning...

( A waitress brings over a glass of water a huge cheesburger and sets it in front of Bree.)

Bree: Wha..

Hysteria: Don't ask, just eat...Talked to a couple of your co-workers and they said you loved cheesburgers and only drank water.....I am capable of being nice and an asshole at the same time...

Bree: Well...thanks.....So, take me back to Electromania and your win over Mike manson, and the events that followed if you will...

( Bree begins to eat, rather sloppily and not looking at Hysteria so he looks at the camera. He laughs, points to Bree and shakes his head in disgust...Then turns away before she can notice..)

Hysteria: Electromania, the greatest CWF pay per view there is....First off I was honored to be a part of it...Second, I didn't beat Manson.......True, it's a notch in my win column, but I owe it to President Steven's.....Am I happy about this? Yes and no.....I like the win, but I would have rather done it on my own....That is what pisses me off....All this time I had been looking forward to going against Manson and doing my best and having the best man win....Well apparently the best man is the man with all the power...Steven's.....It's not as if I asked him to, or he did it because he likes my personality....He did it because he hates Mike Manson with a passion....And I just have to accept the botched win and apologize to Manson that it couldn't have been fair......Like I said, I'm not happy about it and now I owe Steven's one...and I always pay back what I owe...

Bree: Wow, so did you just threaten the President of the CWF?

Hysteria: Yes, I did....and you just used your last question...

Bree: PLEASE!!! One more!?

Hysteria: Fine...

Bree: Thank you....I just have to ask......You have been pretty much a loner all this time you have been in CWF...You just cleared up that you had nothing to do with Steven's interfering and you plan to kick his ass for it.....But do you ever see yourself...not being by yourself?

( Hysteria grins and looks into the camera..)

Hysteria: I told you the real info would come out in the interview... (Returning glance to Bree)......I was so hoping you would ask me that question........I've done several things in my wrestling career...Won championships, ended careers, faked death, and led one of the most succesful stables I have ever seen.......Well, I've decided that it's time to be a part of a group again....A four man wrecking crew that will beat the respect out of those that would dare take us lightly........The beginnings of this group are already in place, but who it is exactly will remain a mystery....at least until Glory........

( Hysteria looks to the right and sees the waitress coming over and he quickly shakes Bree's hand and leaves in a hurry...The waitress drops a bill on the table for over 200 dollars in food and alcohol and Bree screams in anger....Hysteria meanwhile has jumped in his rental SUV outside and speeds off, the sound of wine bottles and whiskey jars clanking away in his ears..)

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