Post by Dave Carter on Nov 18, 2008 17:36:35 GMT -4
This was an interview I did right after Dave made a heel turn by attacking both Vlad and Rhaps in their match on GHW.
Right after the Rhaps vs Vlad match, the camera cuts to backstage, showing the NeXuS logo. The screen slowly zooms out, revealing Lizzie Morna standing backstage dressed in a nice red dress. She holds a microphone in her right arm and stands looking away from the camera. Her neck is stretched out and as her eyes seem to be searching for something. What she is searching for most likely would be a person to interview, as now the NeXuS Deathmatch is being set up, so it's a perfect time for a backstage interview with a participant in of that match. Lizzie's mouth suddenly opens in excitement, almost as she found someone even better to interview. And in fact she did. With a hand motion from Lizzie to the cameraman, the camera turns, revealing a young dark haired man, wearing an open black shirt, black long thighs with yellow lightning strike symbols going from the top to the bottom of the thighs sides. There is as well words "Party Riser" written on the back of the thighs in gold. The man also wears a pair of black wrestling boots and caries a can of Cola in his left hand. Even though his face can't be seen, Lizzie, as well as the fans, who divide into two parts, one still cheering and one booing, recognize the man easily. It's Dave Carter. The same man who interfered in the match that ended moments ago, attacking both participants. Lizzie quickly runs up to him, trying to call him by name.
~~Lizzie~~
Dave! Dave wait!
Carter stops but doesn't turn around, instead just stands there as Lizzie and the cameraman approaches him.
~~Lizzie~~
Dave. I'm happy that we saw you. I would really love to ask you few questions right now.
Dave slowly turns around and looks at Lizzie. No real emotions on his face, as he only rises his eyebrow when looking at the female interviewer. He lifts his left hand up, putting the can up to his lips and taking a sip of his cola. He then looks back at Lizzie, who now gets a bit uncomfortable as she waits for Carter's answer. Finally he speaks.
~~Dave Carter~~
Is that so, Lizzie? Ask me few questions? What could they be about? Oh... I know! But na, I'm probably wrong, I thought for a second you're gonna ask me about what happened in that previous match. Silly me...
Lizzie, feeling the sarcasm in Dave's voice, feel even more uncomfortable right now, but doesn't get lost, instead goes on to continue the interview.
~~Lizzie~~
Quite frankly yes, that is the question I wanted to ask you most right now. Everyone is wondering why you, Dave Carter, attacked both Vlad and Rhaps in that match.
Dave shakes his head and lifts his left arm up again, taking another sip. When finished to swallow the soda drink, Dave shakes his head laughing a bit.
~~Dave Carter~~
Go figure... That's the main question one everyone's mind. The question I had been asked ever since I walked back through the curtain. All the superstars backstage, all staff, even Scruffy the Janitor, all of them asking... and of course the fans asking, no! The fans crying and whining....
Dave pretends to cry as he looks in to the camera, talking to it with a crying voice.
~~Dave Carter~~
Why Dave?! Why did you attack poor Rhaps? Why? Why did you got yourself in that great match? Why did you pushed those fans, why did you flipped your middle fingers at us, why oh why?!
Dave gets serious again, actually even a bit angry, as he takes a deep breath. He looks at Lizzie, who seems to be a bit confused and maybe even a little scared standing next to Dave at this moment. Dave clears his throat and speaks again.
~~Dave Carter~~
Why? You all want to know why? Well I'll reveal it to you then. There are two reasons for this, one coming out of the another.
Lizzie finally reminds her presence to Dave, interrupting Carter with her question.
~~Lizzie~~
What reasons are those can I ask?
Dave, who was looking at the camera, turns his head to Lizzie, looking at her with a strange look in his face.
~~Dave Carter~~
You can. Yet it doesn't mean I will answer...
Lizzie is about to say something, but Dave quickly puts one of his fingers up to her lips, motioning him to be silent. While holding the finger at Lizzie's lips, he again lift the cola can up to his own lips, taking another sip of drink. After-wards, he goes to continue talking.
~~Dave Carter~~
...But I will this.
Dave pulls his finger away and takes a look to the camera, then back to Lizzie. His look isn't very calm at this time but he still goes on to speak.
~~Dave Carter~~
Instead of simply answering your question Lizzie, allow me to tell you and all those people now watching this interview... to tell a little story... a story that changed my life forever.
Dave clears up his throat once again, as Lizzie looks at him still confused. Yet she remains silent, holding the mic up to Carter's mouth, awaiting for him to tell his "story".
~~Dave Carter~~
It's a story about a man named Jonathan Anderson... A man, that pulled me out of the deepest life pit I have ever been, a person that inspired my love and passion for wrestling. A man that has been like a father to me, a father I never really had. A man that was my mentor and closest friend... A man that devoted all his life to help people and make them happy... A man that now is dead...
Dave lowers his head down, taking few deep breaths. Lizzie, not sure what to do, puts her hand on Dave's shoulder, seeing if he is OK. But she pulls her hand back very quickly, when Dave suddenly rises his head up and gets into the camera, his face full of anger, created by these memories.
~~Dave Carter~~
You see, 3 months ago I received a phone call, during which I found out that Jonathan is dead... No he wasn't just dead, he was killed! And you know how? You know why? You know by who? He was killed by a person he helped... He was killed by some homeless old bastard, when he was working at some place, that help homeless people, that gives them food and shelter. You know why, how? He stabbed with a fork when he refused to give the old bastard a second bowl of soup. He was killed for a freaking bowl of soup by a person he tried to help and helped!!
Dave steps back away from the camera, taking deep breaths, slowly calming down. He looks at Lizzie, allowing her to see that no anger is left on his face, he is now calm.
~~Dave Carter~~
You know how I felt when I found that out? I felt angry... As angry as I never felt. I wanted to kill that guy... stab him with a fork a million times... But then something changed... I started to hate the world and everything in it. But that lasted short. Soon I became numb. I didn't felt anything. Instead I began thinking... thinking till I realized something.
~~Lizzie~~
W-what?
~~Dave Carter~~
That this is how humanity is. That people love using good hearted fools like Jonathan Anderson was... like I was... and then, when they get what they want, they just stab you in the back. I realized that the people that you are closest too, that you think are your friends, in reality are just using you only to betray you later.
~~Lizzie~~
What do you mean?
~~Dave Carter~~
What do I mean, Lizzie? Look around... this whole arena is full of so called "fans" that want me to entertain them. To rise parties and give them a good laugh. But do they care about me? Not one bit. They don't care about how much energy I waste to entertain them, about the risks I take, about injuries I get... And those so called friends of mine? Just look at Scotty Dreamer. He was absolute nothing when I accepted him to SJN. From then he begin to rise, using my fame and fame of SJN. I thought I can trust him, I left him to keep SJN alive when I left... But what did he did? He forgot about SJN and Dave Carter 5 minutes later. All he cared about was getting into Amanda's panties and his own good... He was waiting in the shadow, standing beside me, smiling to my face... waiting... waiting to push me down and take my spot, take the throne, the crown... but...
Dave quickly rises his left arm up again, taking few more sips of his cola, then squeezes the can in his hand and throws it behind himself. Dave looks back at Lizzie and for her surprise gives her his signature self-confident smile. It's almost as if the man that was standing in front of her, changed in those few seconds of the last drops of cola dropping into Dave's mouth.
~~Dave Carter~~
But all changed tonight. You failed Scotty... You failed to destroy me before I could see the truth. I changed tonight. This is the new Dave Carter standing in front of you and the whole world. Not the old nave Dave... the fool that thought that the people really like him... not the idiot who needed support from blood leeching bastards... And this new Dave Carter feels pretty damn good right now.
Lizzie, after a long time, opens up her mouth again, speaking up.
~~Lizzie~~
Ok... But you still haven't answered the first question - why did you attacked both Rhaps and Vlad.
Dave gives and evil grin to Lizzie, showing that he was waiting to answer this question, yet it needed a proper setting up. Now Dave was ready to answer it.
~~Dave Carter~~
It's very simple actually. Now that I realized that people were only using me, I no longer am going to do what they want or expect me to do... no... Now I will whatever the f*ck I want. And that's no typical "I"ll whatever I want". No... You see whenever someone would say that, that would be only words. You see, they only think they are doing what they want and in a way it is true. But what they do and what they want are affected by the role they take. By the category they fall in to. Those who are, like the fans call them "bad guys", will do and say what you would expect a "bad guy" would do. And it's vice versa with "good guys". That applies to all, even to the likes of Vladimir Strife or Matt O. They act like they are expected to act, like they were raised. Their acts depend on the things that surround them, by the events and people. Right Lizzie?
Lizzie, not sure where Dave is heading, nods her head in agreement, even not sure if she actually agrees with or understand what Dave is talking about. Dave doesn't really pay too much attention to that, instead he continues.
~~Dave Carter~~
Well from now on, Dave Cater will act how he and and only he wants and there aren't going to be any lines, limits ad categories for him... There will be no outside factors, only Dave Carter... Lizzie, I see you aren't very sure if you understand me, so allow me to show you an example.
Dave turns away from the camera into the hallway, seeing someone there. He shouts at that person, calling him to come here. A second later a young guy, dressed in janitors cloths, appears in the screen. He looks kinda shy and unsure what to do. Dave turns to Lizzie, trying to explain to her his words.
~~Dave Carter~~
Now Lizzie, look at this guy... What's your name.
~~Mitch~~
My name is Mitch. I'm a janitor.
~~Dave Carter~~
Mitch, ok... Now you see, by doing what I want, I can say whatever I feel like saying, Lizzie. Now Mitch here... I feel nice today, so I'll say to him "Hey Mitch, you look very good today". Yet if I would feel bad... or even if I feel good, sad, happy or just numb, I could say that, or I could say that he looks like crap and that quite frankly would be true. Same thing with you Lizzie. I can say that you look very gorgeous tonight. On the other hand I can say and will say this - Lizzie, you look like a total whore tonight.
Lizzie gets really angry at Dave and goes to slap him, but Carter catches her arm in the air.
~~Dave Carter~~
Calm down girl.
Dave turns to Mitch, who is still standing there, not sure what to do now. Dave takes the mic from Lizzie as he says to Mitch.
~~Dave Carter~~
Oh by the way, thanks for your help Mitch.
~~Mitch~~
No probl...
Before Mitch could continue, Carter swings the hand that is now holding the mic toward the jaw of the young janitor. The mic hits Mitch with a loud thud and they guy falls down on the ground unconscious immediately. Lizzie looks horrified at the sight and shouts at Dave.
~~Lizzie~~
What the hell are you doing?!
Dave turns back to her with a grin across his face.
~~Dave Carter~~
I thought I just told you - whatever the f*ck I want.
Dave clears up his throat once more and looks to camera, holding the mic in his hands.
~~Dave Carter~~
It's simple as this - from this day on I will do whatever I will want to do. And it doesn't matter to me one bit that it could be what the fans would want me to do, and that it couldn't. That it could be what GHW superstars want me to do and that I couldn't. That it could be what GHW management wants me to do... and that it couldn't. That it could be what Jesus, Allah, Buddha whoever else would want me to do... and that at the same time it wouldn't. They can whine, they can cry, they can shout and they can ask about it, but it doesn't matter, because that's how I roll, that's how I ride, that's how I talk and that's how I want, I do what I do and I don't give a f*ck who are you and what you want me to do.
Dave turns to Lizzie once again, handing her the mic.
~~Dave Carter~~
That was the case moments ago. When Rhaps vs Vlad took place. I don't care about who they are, about streaks they have or had. About titles they won. Tonight... tonight I felt like going out there and knocking them out. And now, I feel like getting my hand on the Charging Glory title, no matter who holds it. But just before that, or should I say now... there are 18 asses waiting to get beat up.
~~Lizzie~~
You can think and do what you want, but you can't be assure that you'll win the NeXuS Deathmatch.
~~Dave Carter~~
Indeed I can Lizzie. You know why? Because that match was born here.
Dave points to his head before continuing.
~~Dave Carter~~
I know that match and the possibilities in it better then anyone else. Better then Matt, the 2007 NeXuS Champion himself. Those 18 wrestlers... they have no idea what they are walking into... they think they do, but they don't... I do. And I'm here to prove it...
Dave looks to walk away, but quickly turns around, putting his hands on Lizzie's face and planting a big kiss on her lips. Right after it Lizzie looks really mad and slaps Dave across the face with her right hand. She then turns away and walks away pissed off, while Dave looks on smiling, at the same time saying calmly.
~~Dave Carter~~
Whatever the f*ck I want, Lizzie... because that's how I roll...
Right after those words, the screen goes black.
*End of thread*
~~Lizzie~~
Dave! Dave wait!
Carter stops but doesn't turn around, instead just stands there as Lizzie and the cameraman approaches him.
~~Lizzie~~
Dave. I'm happy that we saw you. I would really love to ask you few questions right now.
Dave slowly turns around and looks at Lizzie. No real emotions on his face, as he only rises his eyebrow when looking at the female interviewer. He lifts his left hand up, putting the can up to his lips and taking a sip of his cola. He then looks back at Lizzie, who now gets a bit uncomfortable as she waits for Carter's answer. Finally he speaks.
~~Dave Carter~~
Is that so, Lizzie? Ask me few questions? What could they be about? Oh... I know! But na, I'm probably wrong, I thought for a second you're gonna ask me about what happened in that previous match. Silly me...
Lizzie, feeling the sarcasm in Dave's voice, feel even more uncomfortable right now, but doesn't get lost, instead goes on to continue the interview.
~~Lizzie~~
Quite frankly yes, that is the question I wanted to ask you most right now. Everyone is wondering why you, Dave Carter, attacked both Vlad and Rhaps in that match.
Dave shakes his head and lifts his left arm up again, taking another sip. When finished to swallow the soda drink, Dave shakes his head laughing a bit.
~~Dave Carter~~
Go figure... That's the main question one everyone's mind. The question I had been asked ever since I walked back through the curtain. All the superstars backstage, all staff, even Scruffy the Janitor, all of them asking... and of course the fans asking, no! The fans crying and whining....
Dave pretends to cry as he looks in to the camera, talking to it with a crying voice.
~~Dave Carter~~
Why Dave?! Why did you attack poor Rhaps? Why? Why did you got yourself in that great match? Why did you pushed those fans, why did you flipped your middle fingers at us, why oh why?!
Dave gets serious again, actually even a bit angry, as he takes a deep breath. He looks at Lizzie, who seems to be a bit confused and maybe even a little scared standing next to Dave at this moment. Dave clears his throat and speaks again.
~~Dave Carter~~
Why? You all want to know why? Well I'll reveal it to you then. There are two reasons for this, one coming out of the another.
Lizzie finally reminds her presence to Dave, interrupting Carter with her question.
~~Lizzie~~
What reasons are those can I ask?
Dave, who was looking at the camera, turns his head to Lizzie, looking at her with a strange look in his face.
~~Dave Carter~~
You can. Yet it doesn't mean I will answer...
Lizzie is about to say something, but Dave quickly puts one of his fingers up to her lips, motioning him to be silent. While holding the finger at Lizzie's lips, he again lift the cola can up to his own lips, taking another sip of drink. After-wards, he goes to continue talking.
~~Dave Carter~~
...But I will this.
Dave pulls his finger away and takes a look to the camera, then back to Lizzie. His look isn't very calm at this time but he still goes on to speak.
~~Dave Carter~~
Instead of simply answering your question Lizzie, allow me to tell you and all those people now watching this interview... to tell a little story... a story that changed my life forever.
Dave clears up his throat once again, as Lizzie looks at him still confused. Yet she remains silent, holding the mic up to Carter's mouth, awaiting for him to tell his "story".
~~Dave Carter~~
It's a story about a man named Jonathan Anderson... A man, that pulled me out of the deepest life pit I have ever been, a person that inspired my love and passion for wrestling. A man that has been like a father to me, a father I never really had. A man that was my mentor and closest friend... A man that devoted all his life to help people and make them happy... A man that now is dead...
Dave lowers his head down, taking few deep breaths. Lizzie, not sure what to do, puts her hand on Dave's shoulder, seeing if he is OK. But she pulls her hand back very quickly, when Dave suddenly rises his head up and gets into the camera, his face full of anger, created by these memories.
~~Dave Carter~~
You see, 3 months ago I received a phone call, during which I found out that Jonathan is dead... No he wasn't just dead, he was killed! And you know how? You know why? You know by who? He was killed by a person he helped... He was killed by some homeless old bastard, when he was working at some place, that help homeless people, that gives them food and shelter. You know why, how? He stabbed with a fork when he refused to give the old bastard a second bowl of soup. He was killed for a freaking bowl of soup by a person he tried to help and helped!!
Dave steps back away from the camera, taking deep breaths, slowly calming down. He looks at Lizzie, allowing her to see that no anger is left on his face, he is now calm.
~~Dave Carter~~
You know how I felt when I found that out? I felt angry... As angry as I never felt. I wanted to kill that guy... stab him with a fork a million times... But then something changed... I started to hate the world and everything in it. But that lasted short. Soon I became numb. I didn't felt anything. Instead I began thinking... thinking till I realized something.
~~Lizzie~~
W-what?
~~Dave Carter~~
That this is how humanity is. That people love using good hearted fools like Jonathan Anderson was... like I was... and then, when they get what they want, they just stab you in the back. I realized that the people that you are closest too, that you think are your friends, in reality are just using you only to betray you later.
~~Lizzie~~
What do you mean?
~~Dave Carter~~
What do I mean, Lizzie? Look around... this whole arena is full of so called "fans" that want me to entertain them. To rise parties and give them a good laugh. But do they care about me? Not one bit. They don't care about how much energy I waste to entertain them, about the risks I take, about injuries I get... And those so called friends of mine? Just look at Scotty Dreamer. He was absolute nothing when I accepted him to SJN. From then he begin to rise, using my fame and fame of SJN. I thought I can trust him, I left him to keep SJN alive when I left... But what did he did? He forgot about SJN and Dave Carter 5 minutes later. All he cared about was getting into Amanda's panties and his own good... He was waiting in the shadow, standing beside me, smiling to my face... waiting... waiting to push me down and take my spot, take the throne, the crown... but...
Dave quickly rises his left arm up again, taking few more sips of his cola, then squeezes the can in his hand and throws it behind himself. Dave looks back at Lizzie and for her surprise gives her his signature self-confident smile. It's almost as if the man that was standing in front of her, changed in those few seconds of the last drops of cola dropping into Dave's mouth.
~~Dave Carter~~
But all changed tonight. You failed Scotty... You failed to destroy me before I could see the truth. I changed tonight. This is the new Dave Carter standing in front of you and the whole world. Not the old nave Dave... the fool that thought that the people really like him... not the idiot who needed support from blood leeching bastards... And this new Dave Carter feels pretty damn good right now.
Lizzie, after a long time, opens up her mouth again, speaking up.
~~Lizzie~~
Ok... But you still haven't answered the first question - why did you attacked both Rhaps and Vlad.
Dave gives and evil grin to Lizzie, showing that he was waiting to answer this question, yet it needed a proper setting up. Now Dave was ready to answer it.
~~Dave Carter~~
It's very simple actually. Now that I realized that people were only using me, I no longer am going to do what they want or expect me to do... no... Now I will whatever the f*ck I want. And that's no typical "I"ll whatever I want". No... You see whenever someone would say that, that would be only words. You see, they only think they are doing what they want and in a way it is true. But what they do and what they want are affected by the role they take. By the category they fall in to. Those who are, like the fans call them "bad guys", will do and say what you would expect a "bad guy" would do. And it's vice versa with "good guys". That applies to all, even to the likes of Vladimir Strife or Matt O. They act like they are expected to act, like they were raised. Their acts depend on the things that surround them, by the events and people. Right Lizzie?
Lizzie, not sure where Dave is heading, nods her head in agreement, even not sure if she actually agrees with or understand what Dave is talking about. Dave doesn't really pay too much attention to that, instead he continues.
~~Dave Carter~~
Well from now on, Dave Cater will act how he and and only he wants and there aren't going to be any lines, limits ad categories for him... There will be no outside factors, only Dave Carter... Lizzie, I see you aren't very sure if you understand me, so allow me to show you an example.
Dave turns away from the camera into the hallway, seeing someone there. He shouts at that person, calling him to come here. A second later a young guy, dressed in janitors cloths, appears in the screen. He looks kinda shy and unsure what to do. Dave turns to Lizzie, trying to explain to her his words.
~~Dave Carter~~
Now Lizzie, look at this guy... What's your name.
~~Mitch~~
My name is Mitch. I'm a janitor.
~~Dave Carter~~
Mitch, ok... Now you see, by doing what I want, I can say whatever I feel like saying, Lizzie. Now Mitch here... I feel nice today, so I'll say to him "Hey Mitch, you look very good today". Yet if I would feel bad... or even if I feel good, sad, happy or just numb, I could say that, or I could say that he looks like crap and that quite frankly would be true. Same thing with you Lizzie. I can say that you look very gorgeous tonight. On the other hand I can say and will say this - Lizzie, you look like a total whore tonight.
Lizzie gets really angry at Dave and goes to slap him, but Carter catches her arm in the air.
~~Dave Carter~~
Calm down girl.
Dave turns to Mitch, who is still standing there, not sure what to do now. Dave takes the mic from Lizzie as he says to Mitch.
~~Dave Carter~~
Oh by the way, thanks for your help Mitch.
~~Mitch~~
No probl...
Before Mitch could continue, Carter swings the hand that is now holding the mic toward the jaw of the young janitor. The mic hits Mitch with a loud thud and they guy falls down on the ground unconscious immediately. Lizzie looks horrified at the sight and shouts at Dave.
~~Lizzie~~
What the hell are you doing?!
Dave turns back to her with a grin across his face.
~~Dave Carter~~
I thought I just told you - whatever the f*ck I want.
Dave clears up his throat once more and looks to camera, holding the mic in his hands.
~~Dave Carter~~
It's simple as this - from this day on I will do whatever I will want to do. And it doesn't matter to me one bit that it could be what the fans would want me to do, and that it couldn't. That it could be what GHW superstars want me to do and that I couldn't. That it could be what GHW management wants me to do... and that it couldn't. That it could be what Jesus, Allah, Buddha whoever else would want me to do... and that at the same time it wouldn't. They can whine, they can cry, they can shout and they can ask about it, but it doesn't matter, because that's how I roll, that's how I ride, that's how I talk and that's how I want, I do what I do and I don't give a f*ck who are you and what you want me to do.
Dave turns to Lizzie once again, handing her the mic.
~~Dave Carter~~
That was the case moments ago. When Rhaps vs Vlad took place. I don't care about who they are, about streaks they have or had. About titles they won. Tonight... tonight I felt like going out there and knocking them out. And now, I feel like getting my hand on the Charging Glory title, no matter who holds it. But just before that, or should I say now... there are 18 asses waiting to get beat up.
~~Lizzie~~
You can think and do what you want, but you can't be assure that you'll win the NeXuS Deathmatch.
~~Dave Carter~~
Indeed I can Lizzie. You know why? Because that match was born here.
Dave points to his head before continuing.
~~Dave Carter~~
I know that match and the possibilities in it better then anyone else. Better then Matt, the 2007 NeXuS Champion himself. Those 18 wrestlers... they have no idea what they are walking into... they think they do, but they don't... I do. And I'm here to prove it...
Dave looks to walk away, but quickly turns around, putting his hands on Lizzie's face and planting a big kiss on her lips. Right after it Lizzie looks really mad and slaps Dave across the face with her right hand. She then turns away and walks away pissed off, while Dave looks on smiling, at the same time saying calmly.
~~Dave Carter~~
Whatever the f*ck I want, Lizzie... because that's how I roll...
Right after those words, the screen goes black.
*End of thread*
