KOP vs Redrum

[Ryan Pugh]

1 rp

[KOP]

I have always paid attention to the merits of my enemies, and found it an advantage.

JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE, The Maxims and Reflections of Goethe



I’m riding down Highway One aka the "Pacific Coast Highway," to Los Angeles from San Francisco in one of Nalia‘s company limos. I defeated Miami Mike in my match at World War X. I did my part in making NEW victorious and my reward was to end up being an employee of PCW. What a huge shocker at the end. There were shockwaves that went through the locker room in Alcatraz. Apparently Ryan Pugh’s motto is: “If you can’t beat them, then buy them.”

Nalia has stayed in San Francisco and she will join me shortly. She is visiting and doing business at her San Francisco locations for her modeling agency. Vic is there with her and watching over her, so it’s just me in the limo . I pull out my laptop and I look over PCW and some things about the company. I listen to a radio broadcast by Pugh and he mentions my “Golden Contract.” Apparently he is not a fan of the Golden Contract and threatened to take it away if he could’ve. I’ll make sure I remember that for the next time me and him are in the ring together. I then look at the card for Insanity 12 and I pull up the profile on my next opponent and it is a familiar face, none other than a foe from long ago: Mr. Homicide Redrum. He was my beginning in many ways. He was the benchmark that said I could rise to the level of the elite.

I lean back and close my eyes and go into deep thought. Memories of the first time I faced him. It was two years ago in another place and in another company. There was a tournament for the World Title. The winner would be that companies first ever World Champion. There was a lot of talent in that tournament but no one was bigger than Redrum.

I remember being in the locker room and guys would talk about him in fear and awe. Some whispered almost as in reverence about him. Like maybe he could hear them and then suddenly appear as if they said “Candyman,” three times or maybe “Bloody Mary.” I refused t give into their bullshit cowardice.

The announcers and the experts raved about how Redrum would easily be crowned the inaugural champion of that company. It was true that he was on an unbelievable winning streak when he came in from another place. He had every right to receive credit for his accolades. The media did their “ESPN” thing when they hype up a team or an individual and paint them as unstoppable and the greatest ever.

However, the tournament continued on for a few weeks and some people began to take notice of The King of Pain. Some opponents commented on my name and poked fun at it until I left them bleeding and dazed in the ring, just like I left Miami Mike last week.

I made it to the finals of the tournament and my opponent was none other than Redrum. I watched the experts sitting there so smug and sure of themselves that Redrum was going to make quick work out of me. "Who the fuck were these assholes?" I would say to myself. The anger and hatred was already inside of me before I came into wrestling, but now it was at an all time high. They would say shit like: KOP is a great up and coming talent and that guy has a bright future ahead of him, but he is no Redrum.

I heard another expert say: One Homicide Heave and it is over in five minutes. They were laughing at me, some shaking their heads with false condolences wishing me luck. I had never been so disrespected before a match prior to then or since then. I knew you had to pay a fucking price that night Redrum. We climbed in that Colossal Cell as they called it and it was on.

I heard the announcers just before I climbed in say: There goes KOP , tonight’s sacrificial lamb for Redrum. What that dip shit and even you didn’t know Rumy is that the lamb had teeth. Great big teeth like a wolf in sheep’s clothing. And you found out that I could bite and bite hard. We bloodied each other up real good. I’m sure they threw that canvas away. Late in the match I looked into your eyes and you couldn’t believe I was still standing there.

I remember the finale, we had both climbed to the top of the cage and you thought you were finally going to Homicide Heave me when I countered you and invited you into the House of Pain! We went through the top of that cage and landed in the ring. I barely remember reaching over to cover you. 1..2...3...it was over. The unthinkable and unexpected happened. I was the World Champion and you had been upset. It was a great beginning for me.

I remembered Nalia, and she was concerned about the blood I had lost, but I had been worse of before in the military. Besides all of the adrenaline of winning kept me going at that moment. I remember the crowd chanting Hail the King! I remember how the experts said stuff like: I knew you could do it and I never doubted this man.

Those hypocrites are still what drive me today and why I hate the media with a passion. I knew that I would face Redrum again. I defended my title a week later against him and then he was gone. He was signed to lucrative offer in a another company. Here I was the World Champion and had defeated him and he got the lucrative offer. More disrespect.

I knew one day though that me and him would lock horns again. There had been near opportunities but things fell threw. Some experts say that I caught Redrum at a bad time when I beat him. Even now people still pick Redrum over me. But that’s okay, because I know we both still have unfinished business this week. Redrum wants his revenge and I want my respect.

You see Redrum, over the last two years I have gotten even better. I have gotten more dangerous and I am stronger in the ring than I have ever been before. You Redrum are the same guy. I am coming and this time you will be Massacred!

No one can imagine the hatred that will be in that ring this week. You are the Insane Rulez Champion because you are insane Redrum! Let us take a look at the word insanity:


in·san·i·ty [ in sánnətee ]

lack of reason or good sense: extreme foolishness, or an act that demonstrates such foolishness
psychiatric condition affecting legal circumstances: legal incompetence or irresponsibility that results from a psychiatric disorder

Synonyms: foolishness, irrationality, senselessness, absurdity, folly, recklessness, stupidity, craziness

Do you see what it means Rumy? Extreme foolishness, legal incompetence, irrationality, and recklessness. It is foolish for you to get in the ring with me again. The very thought of you defeating me is irrational. Those who think you will be victorious are full of absurdity themselves.

You wear your insanity on your sleeve as a badge of honor. The very act of tying to defeat me is an act of senseless stupidity. You will be humbled once again this week as I treat your symptoms of insanity the only way they can ever truly be treated. The only way to cure your insanity is in the House of Pain! Welcome Back Redrum, I hope you find your stay in the House of Pain very therapeutic.

As I am finishing my thoughts I hear my Droid 2 ring. I look down and it’s Vic.

KOP: Hello

Vic: Hey how is your ride going, are you enjoying the scenery?

KOP: (laughs) No not really , I am getting ready for Redrum this week. You know we have a history and this has the potential to break out big-time just like it should have in the past.

Vic: Yeah I know what you mean. So you have a plan I take it right?

KOP: I always have a plan Vic. How many times do I have to say this is a campaign and there are many objectives in this war of mine. Besides not only am I going to take it to Rumy this week, I will be sending a message to someone specific.

Vic: Who would that be?

KOP: There is a specific person in PCW, who dealt me a rather disappointing defeat in the past. He also happens to be Rumy’s tag team partner. You remember that don’t you Vic? How close I was to stopping his undefeated streak at that time? That has never left me and still swirls around in my gut.

Vic: You think by beating Redrum it will send a message to him? I mean he has a PCW World Title Shot against Apathy do you really think he will be watching?

KOP: Oh Koresh will be watching. I guarantee he will be watching. He knows I am coming now that I am here. Plus just think , if he wins the World Title against Apathy, it will open the door to new opportunities. Two birds with one stone. A double objective completed. But right now Redrum is to be dealt with and dealt with hard.

Vic: Okay man, I wanted to call you and see what’s going on bro and let you know Nalia won’t get in until just before your match. She has been non-stop busy and told me to call you. She will call you tonight she said. Keep that focus man and you will be just fine.

I end the call and I lean back, I know Nalia is not thrilled about my match up, she remembers all of the blood the last time I fought Rumy and so she isn’t talking much too me right now. She is funny that way, like a lot of women are, but I know she supports me and doesn’t want me all bandaged up. However, she is a strong woman and she will come around and deal with it like she always does.

For now I will deliver my words to the Insanity producers and I will have the limo stop off somewhere so I can get something to eat. Soon the Staples Center will once again be witness to another display put on by The King of Pain.


End Role Play………………………………............................................................................

[Redrum]

What a great story he had.
What a way he has with his words.
To twist, and turn, and mangle our history.


To pretend that I am nothing,
That all the doubters were COMPLETELY wrong,
Perhaps he had something over me ONCE.


But Now you are in MY HOME... BITCH!!!![/yellow]



(Transmission F*CKIN begins . . .


We are located in the humble abode of none other than "Mr. HOMICIDE" REDRUM. It is only a day until the upcoming Insanity. Insanity 12.... Insanity 12, January 22nd, 2012. A time when two Worlds will once again Collide. But unlike the past Pay-per-view... These two Worlds are no longer NEW v.s. PCW. Now it's PCW v.s. PCW. But somehow.... REDRUM can not quite bring himself to allow his opponent to dawn those infamous colors. He can't fathom it. NO! He wont allow it. You see, much like REDRUM is comfortable.... leaning back in his huge recliner chair.... He is also comfortable in his OTHER home. His true home. His home in the figurative sense of the word. His home in ... MOTHER F*CKIN' PCW!....


So as he plays with the clicker... Flippin' through the channels. He comes across some survival show. He giggles a bit, in his normal demented manner. After several seconds we see a beautiful ass in front of the screen. This ass is connected to a long haired, brunette beauty... She leans over the chair... gives RUMMY a peck on the lips and hands him two gifts. One of which is indespensable.... A beer!



[CRACK!]



[GULP - GULP - GULP]



"AHHHHH!!! This is the life."



The second of the two gifts is ... a package? Not exactly what RUMMY expected. In fact, right now all he can think about is giving his lovely wife and manager, Candy, a package of his own. But instead he cocks his head in a half dog-like... half insane-like manner. Candy places the brown box on his lap and much like a kid at christmas. He wastes no time to rip into tape on the top of the box. Out he pulls a bunch of promotional papers, a few action figures, and finally a custom signed version of his latest movie... "THE SHINING!" It's signed by none other than the director, ROB F*CKIN ZOMBIE! Although REDRUM is a long time friend of the superstar and infamous "monster" that he casually refers to as "Rob", ... he still marks out everytime he receives something in this fashion. I mean, c'mon... He doesn't come down to the ring to his music for the sh*ts and giggles of it! He f*ckin' loves everything that Zombie does. But then again, who doesn't? Oh that's right.. Inkt and Stylez, and all those other f*ckin cRu Punjabs. But who cares about what them dipshits think? Anyways....



REDRUM smiles widely and then slaps Candy's ass. She lets out a "coo" and shakes her ass off the view of the camera...



WAIT! COME BACK!!!



Uh, okay .. Moving on. REDRUM takes the DVD and he stands up - with beer in hand. He pops it in and there is a custom made message, just for her.... during the introduction, title scene, of the movie.)



ROB F*CKIN ZOMBIE!: "Hey Rum! Just thought I'd ddrop this little prize by your house. Hope you like it! By the way, I couldn't have thought of anyone more worthy than you to play the part of Jack Torrance. You f*ckin' rock dude! And as much as you tell me how much of a fan you are of me....I STILL GET PUMPED EVERYTIME I HEAR THUNDERKISS '65 AND WAIT FOR YOU TO STEP OUTTA THAT CURTAIN...."



"PS...Beat the SH*T outta King of Pain this week at Insanity! Everyone knows that schmuck got lucky against you in UCW.... That sh*t would NEVER HAPPEN IN PCW!!!"



(The proverbial "record" skips. AKA , RUM does a double take.)



REDRUM: "Wait.... UCW? .... King of Pain? I lost to King of Pain?... And what the F*CK IS UCW?!?!?!



(It is then that a lightbulb goes on and off. Both litterally and figuratively. We can hear RUMMY release a very estounding "OOOOHHHH!" as he , obviously, comes to some sort of recollection of what the mighty "Mr. Zombie" is speaking of. But in the literal sense of the word... The lights go dim.



When we are finally shed some more light on the situation we realize that we have changed scenery. We are now located in REDRUM's infamous gym in his basement. It is covered in hundreds upon hundreds of accolades... consisting of: Titles, trophies, plaques, and all the accompaning pleasantries he's aqurired throughout his illustrious career. He stands in awe, with his mouth wide open, at one particular space in the wall that looks ..... Empty?! How does that happen?! I mean, in REDRUM's world.. that just . . . does . . .. NOT . . . . HAPPEN!? Ahhh, wait. YES! THERE IT IS!]



"The UCW World Heavyweight Title. But wait... King of Pain said I lost that match. Man, my memory is pretty shot ... At least for that point in time. Oh yes, that was during my very dark time in my wrestling career. As well as a very much, "press-covered" time of my year. Wasn't that during my oxycontin addiction? OH OKAY! That's right! So yes, you beat a half-shell of a former REDRUM. You beat a simple, empty spirit in a pair of wrestling boots. You beat a probably "tweekin" and sick version of myself... That probably was sick because he couldn't pop another pill in twenty more seconds. Are you seriously proud of that? Are you, REALLY? King of Pain. Sh*t, I was soo numbed up, from the balls up, that I hardly even remember who you are?"



"Hahahahaha! But wait, if you won... Than what is this?"



(REDRUM reaches up and pulls down the UCW world Heavyweight Title. He drapes it around his waist)[/color]



"UCW? UCW?!... UC F*CKIN DUBBAYEW? NAh, that doesn't even sound right. "[/b][/color]



(REDRUM goes through the "motions" of pretending to wipe his ass with the title. he then aimlessly drops the title behind him as he sends his huge black combat boots forward. Which is EXACTLY what he did LITTERALLY with his career. Meanwhile, King of Pain stuck around for months and months... with his SO-CALLED World Heavyweight Title.. Shaping a career off RUMMY's coat-tails.)



"Yeah, that has a pretty SH*TTY ring to it, in fact. I'm surprised I even KEPT this f*ckin' title. Ya' see... Pain. May I call you pain? Because I sure as HELL am not going to lower myself to refering to you as "KING." So, PAIN... I choose not to even THINK about that federation. But you brought it up, so ... You know me. I have to smash the illusion of the fact that you EVER, EVER... EVER could even SOMEWHAT get anything over me. So let me bring you to school buddy. Yes, you defeated me. Yes, you were the underdog, and YES.. Even after you became the champion. YOU WERE STILL THE F*CKIN' UNDERDOG! And guess what buddy? Even NOW.. You are the f*ckin' underdog! And somewhere, deep down in that pea-sized brain of yours. I think you know this to be the fact. No! I know it! And you know what else I know? IT F*CKIN' EATS YOU ALIVE!!!!!"


"Ya' see, you MAY have managed to shape a career in that.... "So-called federation" on MY coat-tails. But honestly, right now.... TODAY! .. RIGHT HERE! That is all that matters to me buddy. This is PCW! THIS IS MY HOME! I am the PCW Insane Rulez Champion and there aint NO WAY you are getting ANYTHING over me here. You can live in the past all you want. It's your funeral buddy! But I just figured I'd.... Clear the air."


(Just then we can hear Candy shouting from the upstairs.)


"RUMMY! COME TO BED! YOU HAVE A PLANE TO CATCH!!!!...."



(Ah yes, he does in fact , have a plane to catch. For, tomorrow will be a very long day for the PCW Insane Rulez Champion! He has to go all the way to California, first thing in the morning. And he has to fight a "living legend" - at least in his own mind, - right in the middle of the squared circle. Live on PCW Insanity 12. And to be honest, REDRUM was looking forward to every minute of this upcoming challenge. He was looking forward to not only the long plane ride, so he can reflect. But also... RUMMY is looking forward to FINALLY having that return bout that both HE and KOP know is looooong overdue. As confident as King of Pain MAY HAVE looked on that promo he watched earlier today. Well, both these two stars know that's just a front. KOP said it himself... He is scared. He knows that REDRUM could possibly end his career at any moment. It wasn't just the spectators and the fans and everyone else that was sending the fear of God, of RUMMY, in KOP's mortal coil... It was also KING OF PAIN HIMSELF!



Let's face it.. They don't call him the Messiah of Mind Games for nothin'! But whatever the case may be... REDRUM shrugs off his wifes protest and adds a few more points.)



"And another thing. You dare come to me with that pathetic excuse of a verbal slam? You pretend that you can mock the fact that i .... I am "Mr. Insanity!" Well, that's fine and dandy. You can use whatever definition you desire. Websters, wikipedia, f*ckin Encyclopedia Britanica! Whatever your little heart desires. I don't need to define my insanity in any shape of the form. For the fact of the matter is..



"THE WORDS DO NOT EXIST , BITCH!!!!



"There is no way to define what I am going to do to you, in words, either! You see... I am without a dout a dangerous man. The only thing more dangerous that a determined REDRUM. . . . Well, .... Is a determined REDRUM with something to prove. And obviously, you stated it yourself.. I HAVE SOMETHING TO PROVE AGAINST YOU!? Welp! That's fine and dandy, buddy! I will show you MY defintion of insanity.. And I will also show you my defintion of bringing the WRATH OF the 13 Acres of HELL down on you! Because guess what bub! You just woke up the REJECT! The REJECT from HELL! You want to look past me and make pokes at my tag partner; Koresh? Well, if you got a problem with Koresh, that's fine.. He can handle his own and I am very much sure that his bout against you will end just as the first one did. With him crushing you into a little heap. But before you get ahead of yourself, think about this. You have to MAKE it to koresh! Buddy, you are about to have the pleasure of having the shortest lived PCW career in the history of this company!"



"So, Willy Wonka, forget about your golden ticket. Unless it's to the unemployment line!"



("Mr. HOMICIDE" begins to stray away from the "trophey" section of his basement in beautiful Upstate New York... He walks to the middle of the basement which is basically open wide. It's a huge clearing, which was once seperated by walls. The walls are now replaced with none other than his infamous , HR colored, squared circle! Yep, his little slice of heaven. A place for him and his former HELL's REJECTS to go and train for upcoming bouts. Many impromptu matches were held in this very ring. Very much blood was shed. Impromptu promos were had. Everything you can think of. There is much history in this basement.... very nostalgic for the HR long time fan. Let's face it, of any pro-wrestler... REDRUM has the most "cult-like-following" as far as fans go! And they are all marking out right now!



REDRUM crawls under the skirt of the ring and pulls a steel chair out. He slides it in the ring and quickly slinks under the bottom rope like a snake slthering through cynder blocks. REDRUM takes the chair and sets it up right in the middle of the ring. He takes a seat and quickly bows his head. As his long black hair drapes over his face... he finishes with some very harsh words for his upcoming opponent.)



"You may think you have faced me. But you have NEVER faced "Mr. HOMICIDE." I will let you go on thinking that you have truely defeated me... But let me tell you this, you f*ckin' punjab. You will NEVER be on my level, like you think you are. You will NEVER defeat me again, like you think you will... And No one will EVER remember that so-called you win you got against me. Because when I through with you this week.... There wont be anything to remember ... Save the sickening crack your vertebrea make when I HOMICIDE HEAVE YOUR PUNJAB ASS... RIGHT THROUGH THE PCW CANVAS!!!! See ya in HELL.... Bitch!"



(Candy's voice can be heard once again.)[/color]



"RUMMMMY!!!!



"Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm comin'!!! .... Oh yeah, and g'day, punjabs!



(With that being said... REDRUM waves sarcastically as we fade to . . . . FEAR!!!!!)