Post by Aaron Pace™ on Feb 2, 2017 0:47:07 GMT -5
We open up somewhere backstage in what seems to be a rather dimly lit room of some kind. A man sat in a chair with his back to the camera, just casually easing back in his seat. The cameras closing in to reveal the man wore what seemed to be a red button up shirt and a pair of tan colored pants from the back. Of course, it was kind of hard to tell considering as was said, his back remained towards the camera. The cameras closed in a bit deeper to get a better shot when the man was heard letting out what seemed to be a rather clear sigh.
. a a r o n [ PACE ]
“Here we are again..”
There was a clear bit of discontent in the tone of voice he took as if he didn't feel quite right. The voice was of course all the crowd needed to know, to know this was Aaron Pace, though. No need for him to turn around. He spoke calmly, methodically, as if there were a preconceived pattern and direction to his very word.
. a a r o n [ PACE ]
“Everyone thought I was gone. They thought that the Aaron Pace master race was over and done because of one tiny little girls actions. Well I'm here to tell you that rumors of my demise have been greatly, greatly exaggerated. Everyone thought that I'd stopped setting the pace, or maybe I was setting the pace for those going in reverse. You thought I was over, but I am here to tell you that I am back, but I am not the same Aaron Pace you knew. Something has changed within me. Something has happened, and I think you all know what that something is..
See – normally we'd all attribute that to what Caroline O'Hara Burchill did to me a few weeks ago. That powder she threw at me, everyone's wondered what it did to me. Is Aaron Pace scarred for life? Is he deformed? Is he that kid from Mask? There's all these questions, all this speculation and I am here to enlighten the masses like only Aaron Pace can.
You see she did change me, she scarred me. But it's more than any facial scarring, she scarred my soul itself. She made me question myself – you see, Caroline O'Hara Burchill is what we in the business might call a 'bad guy'. You'd think me and her, we'd be on the same side, you'd think that we were fighting the same war and we could fight that war without any dirty tricks.
But here's the thing, our needs haven't aligned and we have as much in common as the blue states and the red. So I start to think to myself that I've never really been a good guy. I'm not nice, I don't generally like my fellow man, I don't align myself with the views and visions that are commonly found within the everyday 'good' guy. Good isn't the word I'd use to describe myself.
At the same time... if being 'bad' means that I have to acknowledge her as being one of my own? Then I don't wanna be a good guy, I don't wanna be a bad guy. I wanna be the good guy that's pretty goddamn good at being bad. So I start to think... maybe the reason nice guys keep finishing last is because you don't have anyone to come up from behind and take their enemies down at the knees.. Maybe the ‘good guys’ don’t have anyone willing to go as far as they need to go.. Maybe it’ll be good for me to kick the shit out of people who tick me off, because lately it’s been people like Caroline doing it..
Then it hits me... maybe it's time for a change of pace.”
Aaron slowly turned his way around towards the camera but what we saw was not the scarred, burned face of a future horror movie slasher. Oh no, what we saw was the same Aaron Pace we all knew and loved. It seemed he had been healed through what could only be assumed to be some sort of act of God.
. a a r o n [ PACE ]
“Then it hits me. It's not about sides, because whether you're good or bad, whether you're Dark Side or Light... The only light you're gonna see is the one you're staring at when you're lying in the middle of that right staring up at em. If you wanna cheer, if you wanna boo, that's all on you but me? I'm going to light fire in that ring and make Caroline melt.. Not in the way she'd like but simply because she and the rest of you are a bunch of candy asses.
Now, here's the thing, you're probably all feeling really confident right now.
You were chosen to be put in a match where contendership is on the line. You were chosen to be placed here and all of you deserve it, you do. You've all worked hard.. Well, most of you have. The record books say Caroline has and unfortunately we have to go by that. But the thing is – you were all put here because the biggest ride in the park was closed, but now? Now I'm back and why would anyone ride bumper cars when they can come ride Pace Mountain?
Speaking of the smallest rides at the park.
Hubert. Hubey, baby. You seem like an okay guy, really. You're not insulting, you're not you know, what anyone would call a bad guy. You even seemed to be palling around with that itty bitty Bindy gal at the last episode of Massacre and that's great. It's good to have friends. But see – no matter how quirky you are, no matter what it is you find yourself doing in that backstage area, when we're in the ring? I'm going to do to you the exact same thing I intend on doing to Caroline.
You only secured your very first victory last week against Cameron Blake and you know, that's cute. But you haven't earned this like me. I've been busting my ass and albeit for one slight detour, my time at the top has been all but assured by everyone. Now I don't know what you're planning on doing, I don't know what you think you can bring to the table to overcome me but I welcome you to bring your best. Bring your a-game. I want you to hold your head high, you've won one. One..
You won't win this one.
Then you've got Jessie Roberts.. You try and you try hard and for that I have to give you some credit. You always get up and you come stomping your way back into the show and you kick some ass. You put up a fight no matter how the odds are against you but the thing is... Every time it seems like you're going to win, you get so close but you never quite make it. You never quite get the win. In fact, often times you're left eating pins, just look a few weeks back when you ate that loss when Cameron Blake got you. Hubert was there, he remembers I'm sure. A week before that, you were lying on your ass while Aoi... Aoki.... Aokigaha... Steve Aoki's Zombie got the cover on Hanzo.
Every chance, every opportunity you receive, you can't quite get it done and maybe this will be the one. Maybe you'll reach deep, deep within yourself and pull something out. But then again, maybe you won't. I'm willing to think maybe you'll learn something from your own history, but here's the thing.. I don't have time to wait for you to learn that lesson. I don't have time to let you learn from your mistakes. I need this victory and when you need something? That's a responsibility.
I'm not some sort of spoiled child like Caroline Burchill who desires victory because she's a spoiled little girl.”
He chuckled as he glared into the camera, hunching over in his seat as he unbuttoned his suit a bit in the front.
. a a r o n [ PACE ]
“You wouldn't think of me as the kind of guy who needs to get something off my chest. You wouldn't think of me as the kind of person to hold much of anything back.
But the fact that you made it all the way to the end of the Alpha Cup to lose to Ana Hayden while I was forced to sit at home and deal with what you did to me, which you had to cheat to do, by the way, is an absolute goddamn travesty. The fact you made it to the very end and you choked, you couldn't get the job done? I'd of gotten it done, I'd of beaten Ana Hayden and you know that Caroline. You knew I was a contender the moment you decided to act out of line and use an alternative means to beat me.
I don't blame you for it, I mean, not really. If I were in your shoes and I were facing insurmountable odds, I'd cheat too. I'd do whatever I had to do to come out on top and survive. The thing is, if you're going to try to take someone out, I'd suggest you make damn sure that you do it for the long haul because I'm back and you're wounded. There's blood in the air and a predator lurking in the shadows and the thing you should be thinking right now is this.. 'What am I gonna do?' See, you've made it pretty far at a mix of talent and tenacity but now?
I know how you play this game.
I know what you bring to the table, I know what to look for. I know to watch my own ass. So what are you going to do? You can bring all the 'powder' you want, you can throw your panties, you can throw a rock, you throw whatever you need to at me and I'm going to throw these hands right upside that coconut of yours, honey.”
The confident tone had returned to the man's voice, there was no monotone, no eerie calm. This was Aaron Pace, but there was something entirely different. His focus wasn't what it used to be, he wasn't attempting to be vile towards those who didn't deserve it... No. He stated facts, cold hard facts, but he saved his attitude, his hatred for people who deserved it like Caroline Burchill. A woman he seemed to have quite the bone to pick with..
. a a r o n [ PACE ]
“When the dust settles, when it's all said and done. the face you're going to all lay your eyes upon. Well, it'll be the one that just so happens to set the pace around these parts.. When it's all said and done? I'll be contender to the Paramount Championship.”
A confident smile appeared across his face as he stood up in front of the camera. His perfect white teeth in clear view as he could be heard yelling as he stepped away about how good it felt to be back. It seemed the man was psyched to make that big return, to take that big leap back into the ranks of the AWE upon his return. But would his career still prove fruitful after stepping away for one edition of Massacre? Or had the seeds already been sewn for failure in the career of Aaron Pace?[/ul]