Post by ZMAC on Jul 19, 2019 17:57:27 GMT -5
RP2
Alpha Showdown
Alpha Showdown
Hardcore Championship
Louisiana.
* In an isolated cabin in an isolated swap, protected by legends of monsters and stories of murder sat Zombie McMorris, on a bare metal bed made only of rusted springs. The cabin was dilapidated, caved in with only one full wall and maybe a quarter of a roof remaining. Four walls and roof. Remember that, bois. Four walls and roof wont be saving you this week. Across from ZMAC was a burned up nightstand with a recent picture frame one top of it. It was empty and faintly shown ZMACs reflection. Cameraman Dennis is shay and nervous. This is creepy and with ZMAC, it was even more so. ZMACs chin rested on his boney knuckles *
“ Dennis, boy, we did it. We got that rent free head space in that head case known as Dean Wolf. At least Wolf knows what it means to be Horror Kore and not that petty hardcore shit. If Spartan thinks that I’m cool with light tubes and steel chairs then hes wrong. I’m going to run that mugger over with a car and use his guts like tooth paste and I dunno if you can tell but I aint brushed in a long while.
See, that's the thing though. I brush my teeth in this division. I wash up and clothed myself in this division. I’m not like Wolf and only here because actual competition would expose me. On the contrary, I’m one of the most versatile wrestlers there are. It is not my fault that my qualities predispose me towards destruction. Wolf should be happy that a guy like don’t dont sniff out the world title. He’s lucky that ya boi has fuck all care less attitudes about being the face of a company. Why settle for the face when everybody knows that you’re the voice. Now that -> that's something that Wolf and Spartan can never be. Neither the face or the voice, just the ugly nose that you just gotta accept in life.
Wolf, yah -> He knows Ol’ Z is world famous. He’s heard more of me back in WCF than he actually knows of me.
Internet title legend.
Tag team legend
Horror Kore legend.
I’m world famous across three divisions. That what he dont understand. That's what Spartan don’t understand. He looks at me with confusion. He looks at me like a dog who just shit on the carpet. He don’t get how I can just say - words, any words and it be hawt fyah and people listen.
People all over the world listen to a coked up mad man.
I don’t work out. I don’t eat right. I’m not a pillar of virtue or humanity. That's because I AM humanity. I am a gross disgusting little creature that Spartans too dumb to look at and see himself. He dont get the picture because he is the picture. Yah, Spartan, you found yourself in the premier feud and the biggest match on the Alpha card -> aint no one can even deny that.
At what cost doe, son? Is this how you want to start your career? Getting your skull caved in and getting thrown of catwalks and into dumpster fires? The sacrafuce aint worth the service. Best you get out while gettin out still an option.
Don’t worry. I’ll level wit chu. I aint up here about to call you no coward for backing out. Shit, if’n I wasnt me -> I’d back out too. Fugg, you see me survive a nuclear fucking explosion and lose to a skool boy
LOL
Wut, like ol’ Z didnt plan that shit on speed dial? If I done did that and won -> there aint no division. Like, this aint no chase. I aint got to chase wolf. I aint got to chase anybody. My tongues so golden, everybody wants to ride n die for spain over my dead body.
You cant CON-KEESST what you cant A-DORE -> if’n you feel me.
But I guess that you cant. You prolly sittin there rollin the tape back with the Korean land lady that owns your Palms River dump of apartment 5B. Like you need an interpreter to figure out the gods honest truth and trust ya boi when he tells you that hes speaking the gods honest truth.
See Wolf over there, Spartan? He talkin bout his mama and how if he aint pay no mind to the mean things that are said then the mean things will go away
LMAO
Mama Wolfinstein is DEAD and no amount of ignorin my ig’nant ass is going to bring her back. So go put away the jimmy hat and the scented oils cuz you aint about to get your Norman Bates on in that hotel.
I mean, Spartan, trust ya boi when he says I can tell you stories and bring Dennis here on adventures all over Gods green earth but aint nuttin greener than the pasture you aint yet grazed. That's why he want that mama pussy. That's why I want that Bonnie Blue poon.
Spartan, I love my wife. By extension I love my sister in law. Yah, shes a cunt but that's what I like about her. She once broke my neck in a match. Got me couht right the fugg up in the ropes and bottle cap challenged my neck bone.
POP
And I’d still fight for Bonnie and protect her. After all these years, I’m the only one to say kind things to her and not use her. I want to see her tits and her bush and hear her cum. I want to because Strong men need strong women but its a treasure that I’ll never possess
So whats that say about Dean Wolf and his dead mama? Dead men want dead women.
His career. His charisma.
See, Deans too easy to rattle. I told that boy I’d show up with his mamas tittys and a tall glass and he went and threw down the challenge. That's kindy-ghat-nah shit. That's simple terms. You on the other hand, Spartan, you aint been educated yet but you will.
If you havent guessed by now, I’m a talker. Like I said, I got the gift of gab and gift of jab and I’m about to square out your jawline. And I know what you be thinkin, that like, this is wrestlin and we gotta fight and I gotta fight you. Sonfish, if that's what you still thinkin than you got ya boi all plum twist-nasty up in this joint. Out of the three of us, I aint got to physically prove a GOD DAMN THING. All I got to do is talk you into thinking.
Or
Not thinking.
Or
Thinking too much
Or
Not enough.
All I got to do is control the narrative and the coked up mad man is real good at controlling the narrative. I mean, make no mistake that the fights going to happen but if you think you gonna win it in Vegas, you just dumber than a wet sack of hammers at a spike convention. You just missin the point.
The point is:
That is loud, skinny, ugly, foul mother fucker that you see before you was hand picked by Adam Dante to come to APW to help put it on the map. I shown up for that belt and I aint leavin Vegas without that belt. I’m here to ransack a division. I’m here to be a voice. I’m here to be a legend.
Wolf, he had that chance in WCF. He never took it.
You -> You had that chance before you put yourself in this situation.
Let me tell you about this situation. The fire and the death and the murder. When guys get bleach pens jamed into their eyes and get blown up in car fires. Let me tell you about fightin for some cocaine on a pole or at the lips of a volcano. But Spartans going to punch me real hard.
LOL
Ok.
I’m going to beat you boys ragged and curb stomp ya mush mouths. I’m gettin ready to wrek ya wrektum and rip you a new axe wound and aint nobody even seen ya finish yet. Cuz you aint got one.
But everbody knows that curn stomp -> dove killah combo.
Everybody knows the ‘STOP! Hes already dead. That's when I just Thez press you and beat you till the ref decides you had enough. I’m a man that makes sure that you dont control your own destiny and let me tell you that your destiny is fading fast.
Take a look on the door over there.
We home and we just gettin’ started.
CONQUER. THE. HATE
