Post by "The Viper" Randy Orton on Sept 16, 2011 23:56:44 GMT -5
The luminous glare of the moon is transparent as the scene opens. As the camera descends down to the torpid state of St. Louis, Missouri. The only evident sound that can be heard throughout the town is the sound of crickets chirping. The camera pans to various locations as we seem to get closer and closer to a location that the camera is attempting to locate. We soon enter the richer area of St. Louis. It seems apparent that all the houses on the block look identical from one another.
1:47 A.M.
The sound of the resonant wind can be heard as the leaves from the trees in the rich block hang adjacent to the right direction of the street. The footsteps of a man in a Grey sweatshirt is seen in the camera, the back of his head is what can only be seen. He also dons in Black shorts and Black shoes. A quick snippet of “Crash” by 12 Stones is heard quickly as the man picks up his cell phone and concentrates on the phone for what seems to be several seconds. As the man continues to walk down the street, he places the phone towards the pocket of his hoodie, he resumes pacing. As the camera fully rotates towards the direction of the man, we come to the sudden conclusion it is none other than former SNME World Heavyweight Champion, “The Viper”, Randy Orton. He removes the hood part of his hoodie as he looks towards the focal point of the camera.
It has been five extensively long days since the demise of my character. The demise of what was known as the “Age of Orton”, what was dominating and shaking up the world of Saturday Night’s Main Event is over... All because of a man who could not let go of the spotlight. Only because he felt greedy enough to reward himself a chance to fight in a match where he should have never stuck his business in the first place. I had every right to remain champion in the Elimination Chamber at Highway 2 Hell. For god sakes, I would have preferred Justin Tyger to win the big one once more. Now, the company has to deal with the hypocrite, the liar, the man people can’t look straight in the face anymore, the “Heart Break Kid” Shawn Michaels. I hope you’re glad, Michaels. Not only do you have a target on your back, you lost the respect of many guys in the back, and I’m pretty confident to say, a good portion of the fans feel the same way as well. You have to live with the fact that you were deceitful to the people who once loved you, Michaels. Just think about that... Will you?
Orton walks up what looks to be a hill on the top of the street he is walking towards it. The only indication this could mean is that he is walking back home.
I don’t feel like myself anymore. Not that that might sound any surprising to you. But, I just can’t deal with the fact that I had brutally attack my friend, Justin Tyger in order to ensure I could keep my title. I feel like a complete ass, not only because it was the wrong thing to do, but also with the fact, I didn’t get the job done. Now we have a selfish owner who is our CHAMPION... If that does not speak volumes, I don’t know what will. Justin Tyger, I deeply apologize for what I have put you through this past week, if there anything that I could do for you, just call me bro, you know I’m just a phone call away.
Now, this brings us to this week. You see, SNME management decided not to give me some time off to think about all the events occurred at Highway 2 Hell. Think about it, I participated in a match where my livelihood was the on the line. It was not even certain I would get out alive, I’m not the same man who you see right now. I’m beat down, I’m bruised, I’m still not fully conscious of anything, to be honest. It looks like I’m not the only person who lost their prized possession at Highway 2 Hell. You see, Alberto Del Rio put up a great fight against Jacob Jones. It just seemed evident that it wasn’t Del Rio’s night either; Jacob Jones was able to defeat Alberto Del Rio, ending his month and a half title reign.
SNME is billing this match “Former Champion versus Former Champion”. I can’t argue with that title, I can argue with this, what made people believe Del Rio was a credible champion anyways? I mean, Del Rio is a great guy outside of the ring, just look at the life he lives every day out of the ring. He’s a Mexican aristocrat, which title only speaks for itself. Now, when it comes to delivering in the ring, Del Rio comes up short, he is decent. Not anything special that would make you think, “this guy has what it takes to make it into the big time."
Del Rio, I actually feel a considerable amount of guilt right now. Not only am I going to take my sheer frustration out on you, I’m not afraid of making a scene that will make the crowd uncomfortable. After all the shit that I’ve gone through, I need to let go of all that hidden anger and rage that is built up inside of me.
With SNME in the direction that they’re going, there needs to be something done about it. I believe it is my duties to officially announce I will take whatever it takes to bring SNME back to what it once was. No more will we live under the term “The in-mates are running the asylum”, this will begin tomorrow night as Alberto Del Rio will come into a physical confrontation with yours truly. Del Rio, I need you to know right now, I’m capable of anything right now. If there isn’t any certainty that I want to end the match with an RKO, I might just punt you in the head.
In due time, everything will remain what it once was. The “Age of Orton” will commence shortly, this up-hill battle between supremacy is only the beginning of what to come, SNME’s undergoing changes will not last. I can guarantee, Randy Orton will be the number one man after all of this is said and done. Del Rio, you need to get your thick head around the fact that, I’m the man who is willing to decide if I want you to remain here in SNME, I’m the man who will decide if you are good enough to stay in the ranks of being a superstar, and Del Rio, I’m the man who is not afraid of ending your career with a kick to the head. In due time, Del Rio... In due time.
Now, this brings us to this week. You see, SNME management decided not to give me some time off to think about all the events occurred at Highway 2 Hell. Think about it, I participated in a match where my livelihood was the on the line. It was not even certain I would get out alive, I’m not the same man who you see right now. I’m beat down, I’m bruised, I’m still not fully conscious of anything, to be honest. It looks like I’m not the only person who lost their prized possession at Highway 2 Hell. You see, Alberto Del Rio put up a great fight against Jacob Jones. It just seemed evident that it wasn’t Del Rio’s night either; Jacob Jones was able to defeat Alberto Del Rio, ending his month and a half title reign.
SNME is billing this match “Former Champion versus Former Champion”. I can’t argue with that title, I can argue with this, what made people believe Del Rio was a credible champion anyways? I mean, Del Rio is a great guy outside of the ring, just look at the life he lives every day out of the ring. He’s a Mexican aristocrat, which title only speaks for itself. Now, when it comes to delivering in the ring, Del Rio comes up short, he is decent. Not anything special that would make you think, “this guy has what it takes to make it into the big time."
Del Rio, I actually feel a considerable amount of guilt right now. Not only am I going to take my sheer frustration out on you, I’m not afraid of making a scene that will make the crowd uncomfortable. After all the shit that I’ve gone through, I need to let go of all that hidden anger and rage that is built up inside of me.
With SNME in the direction that they’re going, there needs to be something done about it. I believe it is my duties to officially announce I will take whatever it takes to bring SNME back to what it once was. No more will we live under the term “The in-mates are running the asylum”, this will begin tomorrow night as Alberto Del Rio will come into a physical confrontation with yours truly. Del Rio, I need you to know right now, I’m capable of anything right now. If there isn’t any certainty that I want to end the match with an RKO, I might just punt you in the head.
In due time, everything will remain what it once was. The “Age of Orton” will commence shortly, this up-hill battle between supremacy is only the beginning of what to come, SNME’s undergoing changes will not last. I can guarantee, Randy Orton will be the number one man after all of this is said and done. Del Rio, you need to get your thick head around the fact that, I’m the man who is willing to decide if I want you to remain here in SNME, I’m the man who will decide if you are good enough to stay in the ranks of being a superstar, and Del Rio, I’m the man who is not afraid of ending your career with a kick to the head. In due time, Del Rio... In due time.
Randy Orton puts back on his hood part of his hoodie as he continues to walk up the street, he reaches what appears to be his luxurious home, he opens the gate with his keys as he looks back towards the camera, his eyes, blood-shot, and his facial expression, the expression of a man who can break down at any given moment.
“My God have mercy on my Soul”