EFNWrestling | Drugs are a Hell of a Drug

[u]Noeleen Phoenix[/i]

Falls down from bumping into psychoface

[u]Psychoface[/i]

Falls down from bumping into noeleen

Noeleen Phoenix

Storms out of the house.

I'm leaving you.


~ THE END.

*The camera fades on from black to Riff Radley leaning back in a chair. Not the best of chairs, just a fold up steel chair. The room he sits in looks pretty plain, dark blue walls and a single window. A few words are spoken from behind the camera.*

Riff Radley
"Well, I'll tell you exactly what went through my mind: he doesn't care. He wouldn't care if it was a Lumber Jack match with each lumber jack wanting to cut him to bits. He doesn't care about that title, he doesn't care about me, he doesn't care about making something of himself. He might have said he'd love to lose this title and run for the World title, but I guarantee he'd never be able to win that. It'll be a down hill run from here. And I know why. He's afraid of people getting to him, like Cyrus did. He'll say he doesn't care to every challenger, just to escape the possibility of the mental scars. So, it doesn't matter whether it's a tables match or royal rumble, I'm going to win."

*More words mumbled from behind the camera. Riff shifts forward so that his arms rest on his knees.*

Riff Radley
"What makes me different? The fact that I care. I don't just want to beat him, I want to make sure that both of us gain something from this. I want to give him the chance that I never got. I want to give him the chance to be humble. Give him the chance to understand that his past means nothing to anyone. What you've done doesn't matter, what you think you'll do doesn't matter. It's all about what you are doing and how that might change the future. If you expect your past to speak for you at every intersection in your life, you're going to end up taking all the wrong turns. I don't want him to end up like I did, because I only got lucky. I lost my past. I got a restart. I get it."

*More mumbling and Riff leans back again.*

Riff Radley
"The only thing I'm nervous about is whether or not any of this will get to him. He's got a thick headed, stubborn attitude and he doesn't like to admit when he's wrong. I know I can beat him at Interactive Anarchy, but I'm not sure if I can truly win. I'll win that Revolution championship off of him, but I doubt I'll win what I'm really looking for."

*Viewers have now come to expect it, but the question is again mumbled. Riff looks slightly phased by the question.*

Riff Radley
"Already said what I think about his not caring. I believe him. That's why I haven't left him in the dust and run for something else. Next question."

*More mumbles.*

Riff Radley
"Ah, my experience with Cyrus Black. Well, meeting him was my first step to where I am now. But that's beside the point. I was running high as a newblood in 3XW and I had proven myself on more than one occasion that I could give Cyrus a run for his title. I never faced him one on one and that pissed me off. If Neville hadn't been pushed into our match, I think I still would have beaten him. I cared for one thing and one thing only and that was proving to myself that I had changed. And I did. I won the 3XW Heavyweight Championship. I was then beat down by DT Weymes looking to make an impact. My father then died and I was lost all that I had done. Point is, I won and Nova didn't because my heart was truly into that moment. Not the future. Not the past. I only cared about what I was doing. I listened to what people said though. I allowed myself to be humbled, I let everything out as long as it was truthful. That's what I'd like to see Nova understand. It might make him a worthy challenger at a later date."

*Again, mumbles.*

Riff Radley
"Fair enough, I need to head to the gym before tomorrow."

*The screen fades to white as Riff stands up and the video comes to an end.*