Post by Spike Kane on Mar 11, 2011 17:39:06 GMT -6
“Everyone wants it all with no...
SACRIFICE!!!!”
How am I supposed to go about my daily routine when all I get is constant disrespect from green rookies who manage to pull out a fluke victory, and some fat piece of crap who is blemishing my name and can't even ride off the decade of success I created! I mean, every single person in the world who has even an iota of interest in nCw has seen that I've tried to be respectful to Hexx.
I offered him money.
I offered him respect.
I offered him a chance to prove he deserves it in the middle of the ring.
Did he accept? Hell no. He didn't even have the balls to ignore me....for months he's ignored me, fobbed me off to his agents or just out right pretended I didn't say anything. Now nCw management thinks it will be a good idea to finally let me get my hands on the retard properly...but no, it couldn't just be one on one could it...no it had to be a handicap match!
In my favour of course.
I mean come on seriously, you expect me to take you two seriously? After everything that has gone on? Yeah, I know the statistics Hexx, you've beaten me twice outside of nCw, but you have never beaten me in nCw, and I have beaten you. I've been through too much for this crap, I've struggled my entire life to become the man I am today....I almost died merely months ago....but I clung onto this world, I clung onto my wife and son, my family....and my legacy, which you are constantly tarnishing.
Hexx, I'm being serious right here...I have never been more serious in my life. I'm giving you one last out, one last chance....do not go through with this. Do not tempt fate, and do not push me. I've been pushed before and I have ended people's careers, ruined their livelihoods.....you make a living off of getting your ass kicked...how would you cope if you couldn't even get said ass into the ring to get kicked, huh? I mean it Hexx, I'm tired of this joke....I'm tired of this pathetic attempt of humour....and I'm tired of you parading yourself around like you mean something. You have never meant anything, to anybody...you're a joke Hexx, you always have been you and Mimic! NAZI was a joke, and not even a funny one. So, I guess it makes sense why you would want to parade yourself around and pretend to be somebody you're not just to get away from the joke...to make somebody else feel exactly what you have felt every single day of your career.
I get it Hexx, I understand. I empathize with you.
You're still a dick.
What did I ever do to you that was so wrong? What did my wife and son ever do to you that was so bad and horrible? Do you even realise what a major league bastard you have been? That you almost put me out of work and put my family at risk? Could you really look my wife and child in the eyes and tell them you don't care? People call me a bad guy Hexx, they call me a bad seed.
You're outright evil.
I don't get it, you've never voiced any transgressions, you've never given me any hint of the problems between us. Instead you parade around like your cool and reply with the really clever and witty words like “suck it” oh Christ, what a freakin' genius. Did you think that up all yourself, or did it require the brain trust? Do you even realise what a massive douche you have become? You're trying to imitate me...is that the comeback your planning to throw my way? Let me get one thing straight for you Hexx...I am often imitated.
Never duplicated.
Just ask Dark Prophet.
So it's two on one come Sunday Night, Crossroads where I bitch slapped a Kane at the very first show, now it looks like history is set to repeat, however instead of it being my whiny little punk of a brother it's you two dumbasses instead. Tables, OK...you rejected my offer, tables is still do-able. It's no disqualification, and anything goes....all I have to do is put you fat f*cks through a table. Simple enough really isn't it? I mean let's face it...it's not like either of you really has the experience to even begin to match up to me, not even slightly....hell, not even combined!
I've broken records that people didn't even know were set. I've beaten the best the world has to offer, and I've lost to the worst in the same breath. I'm not untouchable, I know that....I'm not unbeatable, hell Todd mother****ing Williams proved that last week....but hey, there's one thing that I am...and one thing I am more than anybody else can realise.
I'm determined.
I'm passionate.
And I'm a machine.
When it comes to revenge, when it comes to violence....when it comes down to just outright chaos there isn't a soul on this planet who performs better than me. People say that you should try and think out of the box, when it comes to me there isn't even a box I'm so far out of it. I can hurt you in ways you couldn't even imagine, and that's on a normal day boys. Can you imagine what I'm capable of when I'm angry? When my livelihood is at stake? When somebody has been making a joke out of my life for months?
A storm is coming “Kanes” and you two better watch out because it's only a matter of time before you both get Thunderstruck!
~~~
SACRIFICE!!!!”
How am I supposed to go about my daily routine when all I get is constant disrespect from green rookies who manage to pull out a fluke victory, and some fat piece of crap who is blemishing my name and can't even ride off the decade of success I created! I mean, every single person in the world who has even an iota of interest in nCw has seen that I've tried to be respectful to Hexx.
I offered him money.
I offered him respect.
I offered him a chance to prove he deserves it in the middle of the ring.
Did he accept? Hell no. He didn't even have the balls to ignore me....for months he's ignored me, fobbed me off to his agents or just out right pretended I didn't say anything. Now nCw management thinks it will be a good idea to finally let me get my hands on the retard properly...but no, it couldn't just be one on one could it...no it had to be a handicap match!
In my favour of course.
I mean come on seriously, you expect me to take you two seriously? After everything that has gone on? Yeah, I know the statistics Hexx, you've beaten me twice outside of nCw, but you have never beaten me in nCw, and I have beaten you. I've been through too much for this crap, I've struggled my entire life to become the man I am today....I almost died merely months ago....but I clung onto this world, I clung onto my wife and son, my family....and my legacy, which you are constantly tarnishing.
Hexx, I'm being serious right here...I have never been more serious in my life. I'm giving you one last out, one last chance....do not go through with this. Do not tempt fate, and do not push me. I've been pushed before and I have ended people's careers, ruined their livelihoods.....you make a living off of getting your ass kicked...how would you cope if you couldn't even get said ass into the ring to get kicked, huh? I mean it Hexx, I'm tired of this joke....I'm tired of this pathetic attempt of humour....and I'm tired of you parading yourself around like you mean something. You have never meant anything, to anybody...you're a joke Hexx, you always have been you and Mimic! NAZI was a joke, and not even a funny one. So, I guess it makes sense why you would want to parade yourself around and pretend to be somebody you're not just to get away from the joke...to make somebody else feel exactly what you have felt every single day of your career.
I get it Hexx, I understand. I empathize with you.
You're still a dick.
What did I ever do to you that was so wrong? What did my wife and son ever do to you that was so bad and horrible? Do you even realise what a major league bastard you have been? That you almost put me out of work and put my family at risk? Could you really look my wife and child in the eyes and tell them you don't care? People call me a bad guy Hexx, they call me a bad seed.
You're outright evil.
I don't get it, you've never voiced any transgressions, you've never given me any hint of the problems between us. Instead you parade around like your cool and reply with the really clever and witty words like “suck it” oh Christ, what a freakin' genius. Did you think that up all yourself, or did it require the brain trust? Do you even realise what a massive douche you have become? You're trying to imitate me...is that the comeback your planning to throw my way? Let me get one thing straight for you Hexx...I am often imitated.
Never duplicated.
Just ask Dark Prophet.
So it's two on one come Sunday Night, Crossroads where I bitch slapped a Kane at the very first show, now it looks like history is set to repeat, however instead of it being my whiny little punk of a brother it's you two dumbasses instead. Tables, OK...you rejected my offer, tables is still do-able. It's no disqualification, and anything goes....all I have to do is put you fat f*cks through a table. Simple enough really isn't it? I mean let's face it...it's not like either of you really has the experience to even begin to match up to me, not even slightly....hell, not even combined!
I've broken records that people didn't even know were set. I've beaten the best the world has to offer, and I've lost to the worst in the same breath. I'm not untouchable, I know that....I'm not unbeatable, hell Todd mother****ing Williams proved that last week....but hey, there's one thing that I am...and one thing I am more than anybody else can realise.
I'm determined.
I'm passionate.
And I'm a machine.
When it comes to revenge, when it comes to violence....when it comes down to just outright chaos there isn't a soul on this planet who performs better than me. People say that you should try and think out of the box, when it comes to me there isn't even a box I'm so far out of it. I can hurt you in ways you couldn't even imagine, and that's on a normal day boys. Can you imagine what I'm capable of when I'm angry? When my livelihood is at stake? When somebody has been making a joke out of my life for months?
A storm is coming “Kanes” and you two better watch out because it's only a matter of time before you both get Thunderstruck!
~~~
We open up on the smirking face of Spyke sitting in front of his trophy case at his home in Boston.
“I guess this is how we have to do things now, right nCw?”
Spyke steps back a little so that part of his body is in shot, his arms are folded in an aggressive manner.
“We tried to do things the nice and polite way, but they don't wanna accept that do they.”
Suddenly the door behind Spyke opens up and River Kane comes rushing in, looking all flustered.
“Hey, babe...I'm trying to-”
“Michael, the news....quickly!”
Spyke looks confused and worried as he gets up and switches the TV in the corner of the room onto CNN, and the horrible shocking news of what has and still is happening in Japan comes on the television. Spyke drops to his knees, a clear look of horror on his face.
“Isn't Sendai where the Yagoshi family live?”
River puts her hand on her husbands shoulder as he looks on in disbelief.
“Yeah....they.....they were going to come over to America to visit us once Charlie had finished his wrestling training....oh my god River, what if....”
Spyke looks confused and upset. He spots the camera in and turns to face it.
“nCw you will have to forgive me for cutting this short, and there is a chance I might not be at Crossroads this week.....for those who have been caught up in this horrible disaster, I feel only sorrow and sympathy for you....I'm not usually the praying type. But my hopes and prayers go out to all of you and your families......”
Spyke lowers his head, slipping from complete asshole to sympathetic human being in nano-seconds.
“May god have mercy on us all”
Feed cuts.