Post by america on Oct 25, 2020 22:35:53 GMT -5
I suspect you were expecting something different.
For those who don’t recall, my name is Riley Denton. My client the Octopus has been wrestling for APW for a little over a month now in between his work as the bodyguard for my primary client in this promotion, America Jackson. Between the ropes, the Octopus has had…shall we say mixed results. I understand how this may lead you to underestimate his chances in this tag team title match. Especially as paired with…whatever Jamo is.
The fact is that the Octopus is a legend of this ring, albeit one forgotten as time has marched steadily forward. While his children…his many, many children…continue to wrestle in Mexico and Japan, some even working the United States on occasion, his legacy has been left behind in the era before national television. With so much child support to pay, he has kept working well into his golden years and in so doing has ravaged his body further than most men could bear.
It’s important to understand that as broken as he is, the Octopus is still a powerhouse to be feared. He has quite literally forgotten more about wrestling than most will know as years of concentrated drug use have eroded much of his cognitive functioning. He seeks only more drugs to numb the pain and any woman who can be paid sufficiently to perform sexual acts with him. He is a monster created by our own neglect. So why then, should such illustrious champions as hashtag FTH fear a broken down old nightmare of a man?
Because he’s being offered a fuckload of money if he wins those titles.
In the matches you’ve seen thus far, he’s cared little for the result. He got paid to go out and fight and he performed that task admirably. Thus APW piggybacked his employment in one role to create a mountain which could be toppled by up and coming talent for he truly placed the sleeping role in a sleeping giant.
However.
With the money of a champion, I’m told the Octopus can purchase considerably more cocaine. I’ve seen this alone drive him into a berserker rage, but even beyond this I have reason to believe a member of the Troops recently introduced him to ketamine. So I must ask our illustrious champions this:
Have you ever had to fight a decrepit psychopath on enough painkillers to kill an 80s rock star?
I think not.
The reign of FTH will end at Killing Floor and the reign of the Octopus and…I guess Jamo…will begin.
The Octopus bursts onto the set, wheezing a loud scream.
“FOR THE DRUGS!”
Riley sighs.
For the drugs.
For those who don’t recall, my name is Riley Denton. My client the Octopus has been wrestling for APW for a little over a month now in between his work as the bodyguard for my primary client in this promotion, America Jackson. Between the ropes, the Octopus has had…shall we say mixed results. I understand how this may lead you to underestimate his chances in this tag team title match. Especially as paired with…whatever Jamo is.
The fact is that the Octopus is a legend of this ring, albeit one forgotten as time has marched steadily forward. While his children…his many, many children…continue to wrestle in Mexico and Japan, some even working the United States on occasion, his legacy has been left behind in the era before national television. With so much child support to pay, he has kept working well into his golden years and in so doing has ravaged his body further than most men could bear.
It’s important to understand that as broken as he is, the Octopus is still a powerhouse to be feared. He has quite literally forgotten more about wrestling than most will know as years of concentrated drug use have eroded much of his cognitive functioning. He seeks only more drugs to numb the pain and any woman who can be paid sufficiently to perform sexual acts with him. He is a monster created by our own neglect. So why then, should such illustrious champions as hashtag FTH fear a broken down old nightmare of a man?
Because he’s being offered a fuckload of money if he wins those titles.
In the matches you’ve seen thus far, he’s cared little for the result. He got paid to go out and fight and he performed that task admirably. Thus APW piggybacked his employment in one role to create a mountain which could be toppled by up and coming talent for he truly placed the sleeping role in a sleeping giant.
However.
With the money of a champion, I’m told the Octopus can purchase considerably more cocaine. I’ve seen this alone drive him into a berserker rage, but even beyond this I have reason to believe a member of the Troops recently introduced him to ketamine. So I must ask our illustrious champions this:
Have you ever had to fight a decrepit psychopath on enough painkillers to kill an 80s rock star?
I think not.
The reign of FTH will end at Killing Floor and the reign of the Octopus and…I guess Jamo…will begin.
The Octopus bursts onto the set, wheezing a loud scream.
“FOR THE DRUGS!”
Riley sighs.
For the drugs.
