Post by Odin Balfore on Mar 15, 2020 11:22:08 GMT -5
Things in this God forsaken town were going crazy; ripping itself apart at the seams and enjoying their own begotten misery. Of Walter, of Man Made Gods and the Hopeful dreamers. Lissie hope had cost me another fateful encounter with not only Frank but with Walter. The ALL IN briefcase must have the lustful and alluring powers of the ONE RING because bitches be acting gobb-snotted and dumb founded over such things. These past few days have been hazed by bourbon and aroma of fine cigars. The answers come from a long walk down the edge of a bottle.
I would be remiss and prevaricating if I told you that I had an inkling of emotion towards Red Wedding. They are much the same. Another womam set on seeing me subdued but that has yet to happen. In truth, my career has many setbacks, the own vampire doing of my own vices. Yet here I am, laughing in the face of those who think that they know better than I. I was correct when I told Frank that all this business gives you is shadows and every week I’m trapped fighting my own shadows because someone wants to attempt and revive my darkness, as if that's something that I should be ashamed of.
Of losses and low points, I have many. I have more than most have points. My career is enviable even in the near misses and losses. My shortcomings are stil miles ahead of Danika Kane and Red Riot. For this, the Enforcers are ready. We are prepared. We were never the best of friends but we were able to put aside and get the job completed. If you were ask either of us, we would tell you that we are on an upward trajectory. Walter thinks he can dig up my past, FPV thinks he can soar past me, Lissie Hope and the Red Wedding want to make names of me. Stand at the cusp of one match and proclaim dominance - as if that's how dominance works.
Allow me to enlighten you; a final enlightenment if you will.
Dominance is when your opponent has to reach back two years, five years, ten years ago and cherry pick a loss that means zero in the overall scheme of my career. When they try and expound how a loss to say, Dune, means that I’ve got nothing left to give. You can ask those that know me, there is no secret to defeating me, The secret is in survival. The secret is escape and stay far away from me. Alex Richards career is based off of his enduring and endearing personality. Mine is based on fists. Together, as a tag team in this tournament as two renowned fighters we are proven to be favorites. However, I cannot drink my bourbon and smoke my cigar in a smoky room in this time of COVID19 and pass up underdogs. Just because I don’t know you doesn't mean that I will not hesitate to reach down your gullet and rip out your liver. For as much as you want or try or whine about how my time is past, the truth of the matter is that I’m still right here - just as Corey Black is and we are constantly fighting off the challengers to our thrones.
To this mean, there is no end. It is a battle that we wage in perpetuity - forever and that's the way we like it. I want you to keep that in mind, Red Wedding with your patriarchal name sake as you ravage and rage against the male dominated machine. That's exactly what I want you to do. Fight, to claw - to remind the world of mine and Richards greatness as you ponder and scour the tomes of our legends for some quirky little quip that will give you the secret to our undoing.
All for naught. All for powerless rage. All for the shadow that's staring back at you from the reflective surface. When you step in that ring with us, you’ll know power. You’ll know hopelessness and you’ll know that you’re both in over your heads. You’ll know what its like to get your career kicked in before you even have one.
Next time, my name escape your lips, note the orgasm emanating from your larynx because when the man comes around - everyone pays the fuck attention. When the Enforcers come around you’ll find that we are indestructible and we don't care if your men or women. When you taste that Power Fist 900 or that E=POWER SLAM, you’ll know that the legends that you heard about us don’t do us justice.
So you can go live in the 2018 section of my career if you want to or any year for that matter of my career but Alex and I are wrestling a level you can’t even fathom. The Enforcers are coming and the Enlightened Nightmare is in our wake.
Just next time you want to have a bright idea and you envision us beating you down again, go get that roast ready because we like dinner at six and our zim quilla ice cold.
