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Date Posted: 14:32:20 11/13/02 Wed
Author: James "Da Maniac" Jones
Subject: In Reverse

- Fascinated by the youth of today he sat out of sight, watching the youngsters, ranging from eight year olds playing tag to sixteen year olds playing rounders. It was a sports pitch, with a wide variety of pitches and enclosures for the desired sport. The man sat hunched over a tree, using it as his umbrella of sorts from the ever present rain. The weather didn't seem to bother any of the happy youngsters messing about and having fun. Fun, ha! How he laughed at such a word. How the hell could you have fun when you lived in such a corrupt society? They're only young, he told himself with a smirk. The camera made for a different camera angle in order to get a closer and clearer picture of the man. He only turned away, not wanting to be seen. The glimpse of a black cloak and bleached blond hair in one sudden movement gave away his identity -- James "Da Maniac" Jones. He did not realise, however, that the camera had picked up on him, and continued looking to the left where the sports facilities were. They never had these back home, he thought to himself. Then again, he realised with a flicker of a smile, I never was any good at this sort of sport. Still, he thought aloud, those who were are probably packed into little offices working nine 'til five each day and getting paid a snippet of what I am getting. Jones smiled contently to himself, as he took out a cigarette, pursing it between his lips. He reached into his pocket and took out a lighter, which he used to light his cigarette, as he drew deeply on it. James exhaled the smoke almost into the lens of the camera, now not bothering to stay out of sight of the camera. He put a hand through his bleached hair and helped spike it up. -

[ MANiAC ] "And so the force you once grew to fear has come into existence again. This time with a more potential threat, and without the obvious bein' who would drive a dagger right through it's epicentre in order for it to be demolished from within. There are no egos this time 'round. No bullsh*t competition to see who is better. Whoever has the ball in their court decide what they do with it; no questions asked by the other. Indeed folks, in case you have no been payin' attention to the last few Promos delivered by both myself and Enigma; we're back together. Without Dark Demon, and therefore without the name that was blackened beyond repair followin' revelations last time it was in existence. I know that people have jumped up and down in fear of the mergin' of Damage INC and Xtreme Team with Crusher, the "Unified Champion", but they should have thought before they acted. If they had done so, and if they have reviewed all situations and angles facin' them; they would come to realise that two of the most dominant MCW figures are potentially a helluva lot more dangerous than a group of misfits and cheats. The groupin' of Damage INC, Xtreme Team and Crusher is not near as dangerous or 'fearsome' as some may claim and even believe. They lack intelligence, they lack technical minds that would help them orchestrate mind games and confusion. Why do you think that Enigma and I are so bitterly hated by everyone? Besides the envious ones, others hate us because of our ability to get inside their head, and mess around with their thoughts. Many have overlooked this, not realisin' that it will help in their downfall. But we shall right the wrongs this time. This time we will not spare anyone -- whatever their sex, age or religion. 'Cause in our eyes they're all the same; SINNERS."

- James stood up now fully, his knees cracking in anger at the sudden movement. "Maniac" grimaced for a moment, struggling to come to terms with standing up completely straight. James looks down at his t-shirt, which reads; 'Death: 2 For The Price Of 1' and on the back - 'A Limited Offer'. Jones lets out a laugh as he reads through it himself, before his eyes dart back up to the camera. -

[ MANiAC ] "This in turn leads me to Titanic, our opponent this Saturday. I saw his Promo along with Tetra and Xstatic. Anger is a mild word to describe the frame of mind I was in followin' spendin' some precious time watchin' this promo. Titanic is not even AWARE that he is fighting both Enigma and I in a match this Saturday night in a triple threat Weapons Cage Match. Not only does he not know, he doesn't CARE. By God if only he knew that he was scheduled to be part of a fight with two former World Champions, maybe then would he care, and care a helluva lot. The man may stand over 7' tall, but neither Enigma nor I are considered by any means to be small. So if he thinks that 'cause he's taller than everybody in the MCW that he can f*ck about and expect to survive when it's show time -- he's got one rude awakinin' comin' very soon. But I must agree with Enigma on this. There would be no justice in beatin' the hell out of Titanic when he is on his own against the most dangerous team around. So if Mike Johnson would do the right thing and throw another man into the fight to make it evens in a Cage Tag-Team match, it's all systems go. I do not care for the Canadian World Title. Enigma does not care for it. It simply is a belt inferior to the Unified Titles, and therefore has no relevance to either of our future goals. So a tag-team fight would be more than welcomed by us. Johnson had better wish that he chooses someone able to cope with a fight, or he could find himself a couple of employees down...permanently. What people forget is that we are ex-Tag team champions, and know each other better than most of you think or even imagine. We will stick together this time; 'cause it's not about who's the bigger man anymore. This is about total elimination of those who don't belong. The trash-talkers will be singled out; the brain-dead; the foolish...EVERYONE that sees the need to step in our tracks will be disposed of quickly but effectively."

- He threw back his head and laughed, once more looking to the sports area. The rain was coming down even heavier, and many expressed desire to get into the shelter by grabbing their stuff. Jones shook his head disapprovingly, and looked back to the camera. -

[ MANiAC ] "Persistence is the key. Blade; words cannot describe what you pose to me. It's just not possible to sum you up. You've come back to the MCW after a lengthy absence -- you once bein' part of the WWS. But as you waltzed your way back in here; you talked about the Unified Titles and how much YOU wanted to win them. Now, in a few short months, you've turned around and made a complete idiot of yourself without realisin' it by sayin' the Titles don't mean anythin' to you. Son, if they don't; then why the hell are you still here? To get your career wiped out by me? 'Cause the way you're goin' about talkin' to me; that's just the way you're goin'. Go ahead, walk out on Damage INC. And yeah; you can trash-talk Xstatic all the way to hell. But you do not ever address me as if I am some inferior bein' to the likes of you. Blade, last time I checked; you were strugglin' in the mid-card position. The transformation from a mid-carder to a main eventer with the big boys is not one that will come overnight. It's a long and hard road that requires persistence and patience. You lack both, which means you will never feel the same zest as I would when finally it all pays off. I would gladly wipe the floor with your pathetic excuse of a career, and after Enigma and I have disposed of Titanic and whomever he shall be affiliated with on Saturday, my attention shall veer to you if all things go accordin' to plan. There's nothin' I like better than takin' out a big shot. Someone who thinks that their mouth will advance them forward. There's only a certain amount of time allowed for mouths like you to continue to ramble 'til you finally get put in their place. The rain falls heavily tonight Blade; I hope you're feelin' comfortable in your warm home. Because the sensation of death shall itch it's way through your veins as I dismantle you. Be wary of the phenomenon...known throughout as The Hypnosis...THE most devastatin' move known. I hope you can move your neck freely now, 'cause when the Hypnosis has been nailed your neck will lock itself and will NEVER move freely again."

- Jones adjusted his finger-tip gloves and walked out from the trees, getting drenched by the angry and heavy rain. "Da Maniac" cursed at how cold it was, but was determined to walk down to the sports pitches, which were almost deserted now except for the dedicated few. -

[ MANiAC ] "This is similar to the MCW - this sports area. Most would run off for shelter when times get rough. Some may never even be seen again 'cause it's got to that stage where they can no longer take it. The select few; the ddcicated ones, stick around through thick and thin and watch new people come and go. Do they ever get the right amount of respect or acknowledgement? Work it out for yourselves..."

- Jones' voice was now almost like a spit. He was getting angrier as he came closer to the sports area. Only one group remained now, playing American football amongst themselves. James watched them curiously... -

[ MANiAC ] "The answer is a big NO. NO they don't, or should I say; no I don't. I've been here for over two years now, and have watched the Cyphers, the Thurmans, the Dark Demons and the Eagles come in here, leave when they don't like what's happenin' and come back again; with the same agenda -- THEMSELVES. I've sat back and sighed, ignorin' it and gettin' on with my own work. But now I can't. Havin' received the line-up for the WeWA's next pay-per-view Communication Breakdown I was excited, even delirious, wonderin' just who I would be facin', only to discover that I face NO ONE, 'cause I'm not on the damned card. Instead, I see Cypher and Scott Cross in an InterFederation tag-team match, and The Fallen in an InterFederation singles match-up. For all the sh*t I've done to escalate the MCW into the big-time in the WeWA I get nothin' but a kick in the teeth in return. I've done all I can; but f*ck you all I'm sayin' now. The MCW will NEVER be as good as the BACW, especially with Crusher as our Unified Champion. And to worsen the situation; what is the main-event at Communication Breakdown? Eddy Outlaw versus Obsidian. Both of the BACW. Lee Riel is as close to the main-event as well. Also of BACW extraction. Where is the MCW? Oh that's right; WE'RE NOT THERE. And do you know why? 'Cause we'll never beat BACW...NEVER. So that's a big f*ck you to everyone in the MCW. I've had enough. I'm in the MCW for two reasons now' firstly for MYSELF, 'cause it seems that's the only way to get by now, and secondly with Enigma to turn the MCW around into somethin' respectable. The BACW IS the WeWA. And the rest of us...are just the peons."

- James Jones' outburst caught everyone by off guard. The cameraman was amazed by it. The people who were surely watching it at the time almost fell out of their seats. "Da Maniac" sticks a middle finger up at the camera and looks at the last group of teenagers that are playing American Football on the pitch. Jones shakes his head and cups his hands around his mouth. -

[ MANiAC ] "LOYALTY GETS YOU NOWHERE!!"

- Jones was not sure if the teens had heard him or not, but satisfied at his Promo, James begins the long walk back the way he came. The rain was still as heavy as before, but "Da Maniac" did not seem to mind now. The MCW could go to hell for all he cared. -

STATIC.

If you call my name
It's but one of many by which I'm known.
The borneless one
There is no pain or anger that I am not.
Hell will come...
He will come.
Two nails in the palm of the hand
Hell will come.

I press the dagger to the centre of my heart.
Of my heart.
I draw you close within the circle of my arms.
Of my arms.

Asan Un Nefer.

This my spirit hell
From me come all things black and bright.
In the name of the damned
My infernal service is at hand.
Hell will come...
He will come.
Two nails in the palm of the hand
Hell will come.

"black mass"

- Danzig

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