I Didn't Start the Fire [September 25, 2004]

[Dave D-Flipz]

I Didnt Start the Fire A Death Trap RP

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*The lights go black and blue and red strobes circle the arena. The speakers blast DT yelling, Youve Stepped Into Your Own Death Trap! The Xtremetron flashes: Obey the Master! The opening riffs of "Master of Puppets" by Metallica featuring Michael Kamen and the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra blare through the speakers. The tron shows segments of assorted match clips with DT hitting the One of a Kind on various foes. The verse starts up.

End of passion play, crumbling away, Im your source of self-destruction.
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear, leading on your deaths construction.
Taste me you will see, more is all you need.
Youre dedicated to how Im killing YOU!

Death Trap steps out onto the ramp in his Death Trap Obey the Master of Puppets shirt, a necklace, trademark black bowl cap, and black shades. He has on his blue and red striped leather pants, black boots, and black grapple gloves. Around his waist is one of his XHF X*Crown Championship component belts. The belt he wears is the ECF Undisputed Title belt. He steps to the center of the ramp with his head down. He removes the shirt and shades and replaces the hat on his head before looking up. He lifts his arms in a cross setting off a pyrotechnic explosion. He walks to the crowd and stretches on the barricade as the chorus rings out.

Come crawling faster! Obey your master!
Your life burns faster! Obey your MASTER! MASTER!
Master of puppets Im pulling your strings,
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams.
Blinded by me you cant see a thing, just call my name cause Ill hear you scream
MASTER! MASTER! Just call my name cause Ill hear you scream. MASTER! MASTER!

The tron shows in big bold green letters "Final Judgment will be passed!" then clicks to clips of the X*Crown title match ending in the Final Judgment and DT raising the belt over his head. The lights brighten. He walks to the ring and takes off the hat. He slides into the ring and leaps to the middle rope. He unstraps the belt and hoists it over his head with one hand on each side of the main gold center. He drops the belt. He then gives the Final Judgment sign and sets off one final pyrotechnic eruption. He leaps to the center of the ring looking out at the crowd as the tron flashes his picture.

He grabs a mic and begins to speak*

: Well it is only a few short days until the big event. A few days until Death Trap makes his Pay-Per-View debut as X*Crown champion and wins the first of many pay-per-view title defenses. Thats right so you all better either buy some tickets or order it at home. You dont want to miss Breaking Point. Well actually the only GOOD reason to turn it on is me, showing this bitch Milo Holland that he is not a title contender. The other matches dont even really matter. Thats right come see the show. All you people attend or watch! Oh um . . . todos ustedes asisten o miran!

*the timekeeper whispers something to him.*

: What do you mean Brazil doesnt speak Spanish? PORTUGUESE? That is shit. I dont know Portuguese. Screw them, tell them to learn English then.

*boos as the timekeeper again says something.*

: Oh. So the stadium has them all wearing headphones that translate as I talk. Ok thats . . . convenient . . . but still crap. LEARN ENGLISH!!! Crazy third world countries. Why the hell do we waste time out here anyway? And Im stuck in these slums another month before I get to go home for Supremacy in November? Geez! Anyhow let me make the most of this by getting two third world country title defenses at Pay-Per-Views. You all should consider yourself lucky. You get to see the Master of Puppets in action. Thats right. At Breaking Point it will be the Super Amazing X*Crown Champion, the Master of Puppets, the Master of the Crown, Death Trap! And he will be facing some pathetic rookie who made the mistake of getting in his way! You see Milo Holland has talent and balls; Ill give him that. But he is no contest for me! And now it comes down to this, a match solely for revenge and glory. You see I know he cannot beat me. But I have to make an example of him for all these no talent hacks in the back trying to climb their way up the ladder. I will make him my example of what happens to those who do not bow before their Master and King. They all will fall at my hands. You see the Master of Puppets is not one to take lightly. Milo Holland didnt seem to know that when he attacked me because I had a shot to beat Apollyon for the title and not him. Now look. He gets his shot! But he isnt facing the pushover anymore. He is facing the baddest and the best son of a bitch this company has ever seen. I am the most sadistic, evil, cunning, powerful, and dangerous superstar in that locker room and I aim to prove it when I step into that ring this Sunday at Breaking Point.

*Boos*

: Thats right you all. Milo you will find this out. But you sure have done a lot of talking lately without giving me the chance to respond. So let me take this opportunity. You see Milo I dont take kindly to being attacked by a no name trying to use MY ultra superstardom to sky rocket his career. So instead of getting that boost you expected you are going to be force-fed a lesson in humility when you see that I am not a stepping-stone. I am the damn master of puppets and the best and you damn well better respect me or youll end up dead. And now you will be the example of that. Milo Holland you have just asked me to bring your career to an abrupt halt! You see you made the biggest mistake of your life when you decided to take me down and try to get Appy. You see you didnt know at the time but that right there that was you stepping into your own death trap!

*boos*

: You see do you remember what happened the very next show Milo? Well let me refresh your memory. In response to your attack this happened

*The tron clicks on and shows Gastro on September 10th. Death Trap violently spins Milo who tries to hit him but DT ducks it. DT sends a flurry of karate kicks to the ribs and gut of Milo before swinging his bat into his gut and then smacking it over Milos head. He laughs as he picks up Milo on his back and drops him with the Total Mastery. The EMTs all run out to help Milo who like DT last week is injured now. They put him on the orange board and strap him when DT shoves them and kneels over him.

: You see? You leaned something today. Dont mess with the best, or youll end up like the rest. Consider yourself another fallen puppet. You want to try to beat me Ill show you pain like you have NEVER experienced. This was protection though. This was to make sure you dont interfere. Revenge will be much sweeter.

He walks off as the EMTs lift Milos board up but DT again returns and grabs the board. He loads him face down, strapped to the board, on his shoulders and hits the One of a Kind laying the man out with his board on top of him. We fade out as DT walks off laughing. *

: Ah yes. Thats how it went down. That time it was you who was broken! I hope you enjoyed the feeling of that pain from those moves. Because you will feel all of that plus more. Yes I am not as simple as you. You attacked me and let them take me away. Mistake 1. Mistake 2, you thought I was gone. But I came back and took you out in a matter of seconds. I even let you know I was there! Now Milo you claimed that you were strong and durable, meant to last a thousand years. Well I think we all saw how strong and durable you are. You crumpled like paper! I broke you like the hearts of the ladies who want me but cant have me. I beat you down like . . . I cant use that analogy? Oh come on whats so bad about FINE! Either way Milo, we saw just how breakable you are. You shatter like glass! I proved you are not ready to play with the big boys just yet. You will not last past Sunday. You see you are stepping into my domain. I am the champ; I am the master of the ring. I am the untouchable X*Crown champ. And you are stuck in one of my specialty matches. A submission match. You see I am an expert at martial arts so I know all the holds to make you squirm and scream. I know how to break bones in seconds and end careers in moments. I can break you down and end the match in minutes and yet I have fifteen to work with. Think what I can do in fifteen minutes. Think of the agonizing pain and torment, the torturous anguish, and the amazingly overly induced pain. I will be able to send you to Oblivion and cripple your legs. I can lock you in your death trap and break your neck and choke you out. I can use the sharpshooter, figure 4, or any of my various simple moves to injure various body parts. I can use any of the countless techniques I have spent years mastering. I am no fool or wimp when it comes to making people cry for mommy and making them tap. I have done it to the best of them. You are no different. I will make you cry, I will make you bleed, and I will make you tap several times over! Milo Holland you do not know how much pain you will feel. But know that it will be exquisitely excruciating! And to top it off I can still use my other talents. I can put you down with my power moves. I can exhibit my total mastery of you. I can cut the strings and make you bow to your master. I can once again take you out with my specialty, the One of a Kind. Then, of course, there are my martial arts techniques. Those lethal kicks I know you hated when I delivered them to you so many times in so short of a time. I can come at you with some speedy, daredevil moves if necessary. There are so many ways to eliminate you. And these fans here will be forced to watch every moment of your demise. They will love every move but hate me with all they can muster. They will cheer you and boo me but it wont matter. Fans are a formality. They cannot help, only hinder, which is why I realized I had to stop catering to them and to be myself and TAKE what I wanted without remorse! And what I want now IS TO END YOU!!

*boos come heavily from the crowd*

: You seem to talk a lot about judgment. My judgment is coming, I will be judged, my judgment is death, and my judgment is aiding me by taking me out. But you know what I think? I think you are shooting the bullshit. You are spewing crap all over the place, like diarrhea of the mouth! You run your mouth about pain, chaos, and judgment but what you FAIL to realize is that there is only one person who can deliver the final judgment of souls and bodies. That person is the only Master of Puppets that I know! You see I am the master of all and you are but my puppet. You see you cannot overcome me because I pull all the strings and shatter all your dreams. And I am the one who can cut the strings and end it all. I deliver the final verdict and act as judge, jury, and executioner! And as I judged Apollyon as unworthy of the belt and the victory, so I will judge you Milo. I dont take kindly to people using a facade, a charade, a pretense, a false show of character. You try to emulate me, copy me, imitate me, and become me without even realizing it! But now all you have done is anger me and bring about a swifter, more painful, harsher judgment! Now you have seen the results of my power. You know I do not lie when I say I am the most sadistic, evil, ruthless, powerful, and dangerous man you could ever step into the ring with. I have already taken out Reeshi and he now sees me for what I am, a powerful force and he agrees with me. I took down Apollyon with unadulterated rage and force. I shit you not when I tell you I am no joke and I am the strongest. I am the most enduring, toughest to beat SOB ever! Nobody outsmarts, outfights, outlasts, out wills, or overcomes my power, speed, cunning, resourcefulness, or intelligence. No one comes close to the power, rage, fury, or talent that I possess locked deep inside myself. And now I have the key to unlock it on anybody I see fit at any time I see fit in any place I see fit! I am UNSTOPPABLE, UNBEATABLE, UNTOUCHABLE, AND INVINCIBLE!

*Super boos*

: Milo, there are no Gods that can save you from the punishment that awaits you Sunday. No being can help you out of the mess you are stuck in. You are waist deep in a poisonous trap and there is no escape! It is a pity that your false idols and imaginary friends and fake Gods will be so disappointed when you return with bloodstained hands. And bloodstained head, neck, chest, face, back, legs, and feet when I finish with you. You see you can call these figments real but they are not and no matter how much pride you have you will fail. You will come back stripped of pride, dignity, self-confidence, and most of all, a career! You see you may THINK you are pulling my strings and using my matches against powerful foes to your advantage. But what if what if I am actually simply cementing my spot as the best wrestler there is? What if I am actually pulling the strings on you, leading you into these conclusions, and making you see a chance when really I am THE best and you have no hope? You see there is hatred in my eyes when I speak to you because you are annoying. It is my duty to silence you for good because all you do is pollute the air with your voice, your false words.

*DT is getting into this and has the classic evil smirk on his face as he starts to pace back and forth in the ring. *

: The time is indeed close at hand for the fated match that you spoke of. The time is finally coming where we will meet in the ring. But the fact of the matter is that it is on my terms in my match in my reign! And there is no way in hell I will let this be just a pleasant moment in my minds eye because I am too good for that. I will beat you down and grind you into Oblivion! I will make sure you know who is the real master and who is the puppet! When we meet on Sunday I will break you spirit, your bones, your body, your confidence, and your mind! No simple man like you can take my prize from me because I am the best there is. I am simply the master of puppets. That is the beauty of puppets, they are unable to do anything to revolt or take anything from the master. So you see I am in no danger of losing to a hack like you with no in ring talent or hope. There is no way for you to raise the bar or overcome the current one because it is set so high that it isnt even here. There is no bar. I am too far beyond your capabilities! You are nothing but a lucky rookie who happened to get an X*Crown shot. You did not earn it; you did not deserve it! You simply pissed me off and now you will become my first example, my first statement, to everyone in the back that Death Trap is here to stay and there isnt a damn thing anybody can do to stop me!

*He laughs into the mic before snapping to attention. He moves very quickly to the front ropes where he points out to the ramp. *

: But MILO! You did manage to do ONE big thing wrong. And that was to prematurely count yourself among the greats! You had the GALL to put YOUR name in the same standing with guys like Reeshi? Reeshi is a sick son of a bitch and could rip you apart no problem. You want to be at the level of Hardcore Harry? Sure the guy is washed up now and a pathetic waste of life but back in the day he was the one who owned the hardcore division. He was THE man to beat in the business! And you are not even fit to tie his boots! Even if Harry cant tie the boots anyhow. And then you want to include yourself with Gravedigger? GD is the XHF Champion! He is on top of the wrestling world. He is the man to beat now; he is the best in the biz aside from me. He has been near unbeatable to even the best ever since his first run as ECF FTW Champion. But then you made the cardinal sin of calling yourself MY EQUAL! Learn this. I AM THE MASTER! I HAVE NO EQUAL! You arent even in my league. Hell you are in the single A and Im the major league! You cant even compete with my left pinky finger when it comes to talent and greatness! Now Apollyon Ill let slide, thats a fair comparison. But hey if you want to be his equal then you set your goals WAY too low to be X*Crown Champ. You saw what I did to that joke!

*He leans back into the ring and calms down and thinks a sec.*

: You want to take me down. You want to steal MY title. You want to make ME tap? You must know I only tapped three times in my entire 6-year career! Thats four and a half years pro! I am one of the Worlds best submissionists. I do not joke; I break people. And you are welcome to try and make me tap out more than you but in all actuality you KNOW it will not happen. You know it will end with my hand raised and you broken. You will not crush my essence, but you will feel it as I break you down into nothingness! You see you THINK that the unthinkable is me losing. No the unthinkable is me tapping out. It MAY happen but it is unlikely. But my losing to you is not unthinkable, it is IMPOSSIBLE! You are not capable of taking this title. You see you can insult me all you like and say I am stupid but the fact is I am actually a VERY intelligent man as my vocabulary can tell you. But the mere fact that you could assume that of me is astounding. I always pride myself on my ability to think on my toes and be one step ahead of my foe. I pride myself on my ability to think out a situation and come up with a solution or plan in no time flat. And your problem is you VASTLY underestimate my abilities. You think I am a joke. You may CLAIM you respect me and that I am talented but deep down you think I am a pushover for you on your path to glory. But when truth rears its head you will quickly realize you are dead wrong. And I am the most cunning, sadistic, and evil man you can ever face. You will quickly see that underestimating the Master of Puppets is ALWAYS a FATAL error! And you say you have seen hell and that makes you impervious to pain, impermeable in your stand. You think you can resist tapping to me. But you are a fool. I have taken careers with my talents. I have forced more men to submit to me than you can count on the fingers and toes of all 4 men in the Main Event! I have beaten countless hopefuls, much like you, in these matches before. And now you will be the next victim chalked up to my list of which names Ive destroyed! Anger, rage, determination all trivial characteristics here. You are born a loser and because you are a loser, you will fall.

*he stops and looks out at the ramp again*

: It is blatantly obvious your mind is not on me. It is on Apollyon. You think by taking this title here you will get him to come face you. But your WORST mistake to date is thinking that you could use me as a stepping-stone to Apollyon. That is like trying to climb a ladder by moving down it! Apollyon is nothing. I am the TRUE person you should be trying to take. But you have the shot and still you want the loser! You are a fool and a deserving candidate of the final judgment that comes your way on Sunday. And you are correct in saying there will be no second chances. Because once I beat you, you will not see another shot at this belt without earning it! And you cannot because you are not ready, or capable of holding this belt with dignity, pride, and power! Fate is not a thing to try to control if you arent worthy. As the master of puppets I am the only one who will control my own fate. And the master of flames, the firestorm, and the great blazes hunger will be sated. It will be quenched, but not by success. It will be extinguished by being choked out of existence and forced into submission.

*He laughs and looks around at the over 80,000 fans in the arena*

: You see I am no coward. I am no fool who comes out and destroys his foe before the confrontation. I am a man of valor and honor. I am a man who waits for the opportune moment. And in your case it is Sunday in the ring. I will not come out there and give either of us the chance to snap. No I waited for the right time to come here and address you so that I wouldnt be tempted to take you out there and then! You however are developing an ego as big as Mongos ass! You are going into full-blown, Rage failure mode. You are out here assuming I recognized your talent and gave you a shot but in reality it is about nothing more than revenge and the belt on the line was nothing but bait to get you to bite the line. And now I have you hook, line and sinker! And you think you have the belt in your grasp when in reality the only thing in your reach is pain and suffering and a beating you will NEVER forget! So if you want to be Lord of any realm, it will have to be somewhere else. There is room for but ONE master and that is undoubtedly the MASTER OF PUPPETS! So prepare to bow before me like the puppet you are because the date is approaching. Final Judgment will arrive in less than 48 hours! And in that time you will realize that it is I who pull the strings, and shatter the dreams. You are simply dedicated to how Im killing you. And now there is but one burn. And that is your life burning FASTER! Come Sunday, I will leave you bloody and broken and in submission. And you will call my name, Master, Master! But this time, nobody will hear you scream and nobody will care.

*Death Trap grabs his stuff and dresses up again. He lifts his ECF Undisputed Belt over his head again before replacing it on his waist. He raises his arms in a cross as the chorus of Master of Puppets hits. The tron flashes Cut the Strings then changes to clips from the extreme matches Death Trap has been in including the Annihilation Complex, the Death Trap Casket, the ECF Doomsday Cage, the baseball match, the brick house match, the greenhouse match and a few others. Pyros go off. He walks to the crowd and flips off some fans. He gives the Final Judgment sign setting more pyros off. At the top of the ramp he raises his arms into a cross as he exits. *