Post by To Be Announced on Oct 5, 2012 10:39:08 GMT -5
"What a wild night. I just participated in a preview of what to expect at After Shock. Bodies flying all over, blood spilling everywhere and careers critically shortened, all for the right to be known as the first ever MPW X-Core champion. Five men willing to let it all hang out and put their lives on the line, so they could claim a prestigious spot in history. And I'm gonna be one of those men. You know what else? I'm gonna be the man who will earn that spot in history. I will be the guy to be known as the first ever X-Core champion.
The question though of course is how do I get it? What will I have to do to win the title? That's what I need to figure out. I need to develop a game plan. It would be crazy to enter the match without one!
I just have to remember how I earned this spot in the first place. Oh yes I remember, although quite faintly now. I do remember losing a lot of blood that night, and I do remember sitting in the medic's office as he put stitches in my forehead. It wasn't the first time I was in that situation, but it wasn't exactly how I imagined I'd be celebrating that night. Regardless however, I actually accomplished what I promised myself what I would do. I knocked off that thug Rye Payne, I won my first match against another guy, and I earned my second win since signing here. Can't exactly remember how I did it though...all I could remember was grabbing his head and bouncing off the top rope. Whatever happened though, I had a reason to smile.
I also remember wiping a white towel in my face, and almost passing out at the sight of my own blood as I stumbled from ringside. That was the moment when I made a revelation. The things that I put myself through, the crap that I take day after day, the constant pushing around I have to endure. That night, I managed to overcome it. I managed to stand up, take the bull by the horns and throw it out of my path. And do you know what else? During that entire match, not a single image of Ms. Biguns popped into my head. Do you know what that means? I don't need her. All this time, I thought that I needed her, but in fact, whenever I thought about her during a match, I would lose. I would have beaten that gimp Brandon Nytrus that other week if it wasn't for her. I would have signed up to MPW a lot earlier if it wasn't for her. All this time, I thought that I needed her, but in fact, she has been holding me back. This obsession is unhealthy for my career. Without her, I've managed to qualify for a shot at this X-Core title. Without her, I've managed to make a name for myself, and I know that without her, I can make history.
To be totally honest though, when I won that match, I had no idea what I had gotten myself into, I just assumed that I'd be in for a much more painful experience than before. But this week, I witnessed first-hand what I would be up against. A man who's not afraid to slam a woman through a table, a freaking maniac, a leech, and an inflated douchebag. Well, when I put it that way, it doesn't seem like much competition. But believe me guys, I'm taking you seriously. Jason Xavier, I'm fully aware of your alignment with the TWI. Ash Soulsfate, I'm not just sure, I know that you are as good as you make yourself out to be. Kuk Killswitch, I know that you are a one sick sonofabitch, and to be quite honest, I'm a little scared of you. And Brandon Nytrus, I've just had enough of you, you fucking pillock! You're a fucking piece of shit, you know that? Why the hell the staff decided to put your ugly mug on the TNT homepage I'll never know, but clearly some cock sucking was involved...Brandon, I've stepped in the ring with you a number of times now. Do you actually think that you still intimidate me? I thought that slap to the face I gave you made that clear. The only thing that will make winning the X-Core title that much sweeter is if I get to deflate that bulging ego of yours in the process.
I do apologize to the rest of you though. It's just that I've been in the ring with Brandon before, and I know full well how much of a pussy he really is. Although to be honest, I reckon that I could expect the same thing from you Jason. After all, how much of a pussy must you be to hide in the shadows of the True Wrestling Icons? You couldn't make it big on your own so you kissed their asses until they finally let you become a member of the team. And not only that, but you also managed to brainwash a beautiful woman like Faith and convince her to be your girlfriend, just so you could feel a little less ashamed. I guess you do have something in common with Brandon after all...oh, and speaking of common, let's move on to Ash Soulsfate. I don't know much about this guy, don't know how many others know about this guy to be honest, but from what I've seen, you seem very outspoken, so high and mighty. I've watched you compete here, and I have to say, I'm impressed. I would say that you can back up your words, but you just keep talking so much that is seems impossible. Halfway through your last promo, I literally fell asleep. But just remember dude, at After Shock, you won't be facing any women, and I'll be sure to give you a smack on behalf of the poor woman that you dropped through that table. Oh, and by the way...hi Jayde, hope we can meet up sometime! ;D
To be quite honest, the one guy that I'm a little intimidated by in this match is this Kuk Killswitch fellow. Well, a 'little' might be an understatement. I've seen this guy backstage, and quite frankly, he creeps the hell out of me. Not just because of his rather curious affection to being as he calls it 'hardcore', but because he comes across to me as a pedophile, with his hoodie up all the time and all. Despite that though, I've heard all the stories, and I even looked at some footage of him in other companies. I have to admit, I almost puked watching them. And to think, Brandon Nytrus has the nerve to call himself the Hardcore Icon! That's laughable. In fact, forget about that over-sized moron. Kuk, you should be more worried about me. Why? Because I'm not a fake, nor a poser, nor a leech. I may be a little scared of you, but that doesn't mean that I'm gonna back down from you either. I am a legitimate contender in this match, and trust me, I will bring the fight to you. I will bring the fight to all of you. You all think you're above me? At After Shock, I will be the one looking down laughing at you with the championship gold draped over my shoulder..."
Sweeney: Hey Chicken, how's it going?
Dammit I really need to fix the lock on that door...why does he keep insisting on bothering me at home?
Sweeney: You're not too busy are you?
Chicken: Nah man, just updating my blog.
Sweeney: Oh, you have a blog? Since when?
Chicken: Since you made it for me...
Sweeney: Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Well, like I said before, you've got to get online more! Where the hell is that twitter account you said you'll make?
Ugh...
Chicken: Dude, I told you before, I'm not interested!
Sweeney: Oh come on, everyone else has got one!
Chicken: Roxi doesn't...
Sweeney: Oh yeah, the super chick...well, that's not the point. The point is that all your fans are begging for you to make an account. They all want to know what's on your mind and stuff...
Chicken: That's what this blog is for. I'm sorry to disappoint any of my fans...if any...but I just don't like shit like twitter or facebook or myface or whatever!
Sweeney: Whatever dude. You're missing out. By the way, you better get ready soon. This X-Core title match isn't going to be a walk in the park.
Chicken: Yeah, I'm more than ready. Just you wait. You're looking at the first X-Core champion!
Sweeney: Yeah...if you don't get killed that is...
Chicken: Like that's gonna happen...will it? I mean, that Kuk looks rather...
Sweeney: Don't worry man. I'm sure you'll be fine.
Don't worry? That's rich coming from you. And don't pat my back like that, you know it's still sore!
Sweeney: I just hope that you've gotten over this whole Ms. Biguns business already. As I said before, that girl is nothing but trouble.
Well, I'm sure she's more than just a girl but...
Chicken: Don't worry Sweeney. I have gotten completely over her now.
Sweeney: I can only hope so...
Chicken: What?
Sweeney: Oh nothing. I'll see you later dude. Take care.
At last, he's gone. I know that the odds are against me. No matter what though, I can't let Ms. Biguns distract me anymore. I've come this far without her, I can't let her continue to be a distraction to me. General manager or not, I don't want anything more to do with her. Without her, I know I can do this. I know that I can become the first X-Core champion! Then she'll have to notice...oh...I mean...no. I mean she won't have to notice a thing...and I...I...I wouldn't care at all! Besides...she's with that Johnny Clash creep now anyway...quite frankly he can do whatever she wants to her. I...I don't care anymore! I don't need her! I've got this. I can do this. Ffff....ffff....fffuuuu...ffffffuuuu....fffff...fuck them!! This X-Core title is mine, and there's not a goddamn you can do about it. That goes for you guys too. Yeah you, Brandon, Kuk, Ash, Jason. I'm the cock of the walk around here! That title belongs to me, and at After Shock, I will prove it! I don't need a game plan, and you know why? Because I am crazy, just crazy enough to go for glory!
The question though of course is how do I get it? What will I have to do to win the title? That's what I need to figure out. I need to develop a game plan. It would be crazy to enter the match without one!
I just have to remember how I earned this spot in the first place. Oh yes I remember, although quite faintly now. I do remember losing a lot of blood that night, and I do remember sitting in the medic's office as he put stitches in my forehead. It wasn't the first time I was in that situation, but it wasn't exactly how I imagined I'd be celebrating that night. Regardless however, I actually accomplished what I promised myself what I would do. I knocked off that thug Rye Payne, I won my first match against another guy, and I earned my second win since signing here. Can't exactly remember how I did it though...all I could remember was grabbing his head and bouncing off the top rope. Whatever happened though, I had a reason to smile.
I also remember wiping a white towel in my face, and almost passing out at the sight of my own blood as I stumbled from ringside. That was the moment when I made a revelation. The things that I put myself through, the crap that I take day after day, the constant pushing around I have to endure. That night, I managed to overcome it. I managed to stand up, take the bull by the horns and throw it out of my path. And do you know what else? During that entire match, not a single image of Ms. Biguns popped into my head. Do you know what that means? I don't need her. All this time, I thought that I needed her, but in fact, whenever I thought about her during a match, I would lose. I would have beaten that gimp Brandon Nytrus that other week if it wasn't for her. I would have signed up to MPW a lot earlier if it wasn't for her. All this time, I thought that I needed her, but in fact, she has been holding me back. This obsession is unhealthy for my career. Without her, I've managed to qualify for a shot at this X-Core title. Without her, I've managed to make a name for myself, and I know that without her, I can make history.
To be totally honest though, when I won that match, I had no idea what I had gotten myself into, I just assumed that I'd be in for a much more painful experience than before. But this week, I witnessed first-hand what I would be up against. A man who's not afraid to slam a woman through a table, a freaking maniac, a leech, and an inflated douchebag. Well, when I put it that way, it doesn't seem like much competition. But believe me guys, I'm taking you seriously. Jason Xavier, I'm fully aware of your alignment with the TWI. Ash Soulsfate, I'm not just sure, I know that you are as good as you make yourself out to be. Kuk Killswitch, I know that you are a one sick sonofabitch, and to be quite honest, I'm a little scared of you. And Brandon Nytrus, I've just had enough of you, you fucking pillock! You're a fucking piece of shit, you know that? Why the hell the staff decided to put your ugly mug on the TNT homepage I'll never know, but clearly some cock sucking was involved...Brandon, I've stepped in the ring with you a number of times now. Do you actually think that you still intimidate me? I thought that slap to the face I gave you made that clear. The only thing that will make winning the X-Core title that much sweeter is if I get to deflate that bulging ego of yours in the process.
I do apologize to the rest of you though. It's just that I've been in the ring with Brandon before, and I know full well how much of a pussy he really is. Although to be honest, I reckon that I could expect the same thing from you Jason. After all, how much of a pussy must you be to hide in the shadows of the True Wrestling Icons? You couldn't make it big on your own so you kissed their asses until they finally let you become a member of the team. And not only that, but you also managed to brainwash a beautiful woman like Faith and convince her to be your girlfriend, just so you could feel a little less ashamed. I guess you do have something in common with Brandon after all...oh, and speaking of common, let's move on to Ash Soulsfate. I don't know much about this guy, don't know how many others know about this guy to be honest, but from what I've seen, you seem very outspoken, so high and mighty. I've watched you compete here, and I have to say, I'm impressed. I would say that you can back up your words, but you just keep talking so much that is seems impossible. Halfway through your last promo, I literally fell asleep. But just remember dude, at After Shock, you won't be facing any women, and I'll be sure to give you a smack on behalf of the poor woman that you dropped through that table. Oh, and by the way...hi Jayde, hope we can meet up sometime! ;D
To be quite honest, the one guy that I'm a little intimidated by in this match is this Kuk Killswitch fellow. Well, a 'little' might be an understatement. I've seen this guy backstage, and quite frankly, he creeps the hell out of me. Not just because of his rather curious affection to being as he calls it 'hardcore', but because he comes across to me as a pedophile, with his hoodie up all the time and all. Despite that though, I've heard all the stories, and I even looked at some footage of him in other companies. I have to admit, I almost puked watching them. And to think, Brandon Nytrus has the nerve to call himself the Hardcore Icon! That's laughable. In fact, forget about that over-sized moron. Kuk, you should be more worried about me. Why? Because I'm not a fake, nor a poser, nor a leech. I may be a little scared of you, but that doesn't mean that I'm gonna back down from you either. I am a legitimate contender in this match, and trust me, I will bring the fight to you. I will bring the fight to all of you. You all think you're above me? At After Shock, I will be the one looking down laughing at you with the championship gold draped over my shoulder..."
Sweeney: Hey Chicken, how's it going?
Dammit I really need to fix the lock on that door...why does he keep insisting on bothering me at home?
Sweeney: You're not too busy are you?
Chicken: Nah man, just updating my blog.
Sweeney: Oh, you have a blog? Since when?
Chicken: Since you made it for me...
Sweeney: Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Well, like I said before, you've got to get online more! Where the hell is that twitter account you said you'll make?
Ugh...
Chicken: Dude, I told you before, I'm not interested!
Sweeney: Oh come on, everyone else has got one!
Chicken: Roxi doesn't...
Sweeney: Oh yeah, the super chick...well, that's not the point. The point is that all your fans are begging for you to make an account. They all want to know what's on your mind and stuff...
Chicken: That's what this blog is for. I'm sorry to disappoint any of my fans...if any...but I just don't like shit like twitter or facebook or myface or whatever!
Sweeney: Whatever dude. You're missing out. By the way, you better get ready soon. This X-Core title match isn't going to be a walk in the park.
Chicken: Yeah, I'm more than ready. Just you wait. You're looking at the first X-Core champion!
Sweeney: Yeah...if you don't get killed that is...
Chicken: Like that's gonna happen...will it? I mean, that Kuk looks rather...
Sweeney: Don't worry man. I'm sure you'll be fine.
Don't worry? That's rich coming from you. And don't pat my back like that, you know it's still sore!
Sweeney: I just hope that you've gotten over this whole Ms. Biguns business already. As I said before, that girl is nothing but trouble.
Well, I'm sure she's more than just a girl but...
Chicken: Don't worry Sweeney. I have gotten completely over her now.
Sweeney: I can only hope so...
Chicken: What?
Sweeney: Oh nothing. I'll see you later dude. Take care.
At last, he's gone. I know that the odds are against me. No matter what though, I can't let Ms. Biguns distract me anymore. I've come this far without her, I can't let her continue to be a distraction to me. General manager or not, I don't want anything more to do with her. Without her, I know I can do this. I know that I can become the first X-Core champion! Then she'll have to notice...oh...I mean...no. I mean she won't have to notice a thing...and I...I...I wouldn't care at all! Besides...she's with that Johnny Clash creep now anyway...quite frankly he can do whatever she wants to her. I...I don't care anymore! I don't need her! I've got this. I can do this. Ffff....ffff....fffuuuu...ffffffuuuu....fffff...fuck them!! This X-Core title is mine, and there's not a goddamn you can do about it. That goes for you guys too. Yeah you, Brandon, Kuk, Ash, Jason. I'm the cock of the walk around here! That title belongs to me, and at After Shock, I will prove it! I don't need a game plan, and you know why? Because I am crazy, just crazy enough to go for glory!