Post by Trent Helms on Sept 25, 2011 0:58:43 GMT -6
You're not better then me Holland, no one on this freaking planet is better then me, hell even all your imaginary beings such as Freddy Kruger while in the dream world, Duncan McCloud, or even your over hyped god can match me, in power, nor in, in-ring ability, if you think that's because of what it is, then you are nothing more then a aging fool.
If you say, if it's because of the company you keep, then you are mistaken. Your wife isn't even considered a footnote in nCw history, people only care about Terry, because he played Cole Train before they decided to go in a different direction and hire someone new, and nobody has ever cared about Milo, and You Holland, are just a seasonal vet who only shows up when the winter is approaching, I know your schedule, hell it's almost time for me to take my yearly departure from nCw here soon, of course, I'm here to make sure there isn't a nCw for anyone to return too...
You don't even realize, it's not even you I'm after, and please for the love of god, just spare me the details of how nCw runs thru your veins and that you will protect it at any cost, because that is bull**** Holland, You've never been one to do anything for this promotion, I mean, what did you do when the real Age Of The Revolution showed up in this company, not the crappily lead Brad Kane version, but the one that was ran by Adam Knite, what happened when they were taking over nCw? You were off, god knows where, more then likely jerking off to Firefly re-runs on SyFy, while I was defending this company, and doing what was needed for it to move to the next level..
And I succeeded, I helped build nCw to a level, that it needed need over-rated big names like Lance Ryan, Davey Ortega, or even Dave Holland any longer, nor did it need the most inventive, highest drawing member of it's roster to even be there to hold it's hand, where nCw thrived to new levels without the likes of the cancers who were holding it down.
You don't care Holland, history has shown that when things get tough, you're nothing but a hypocrite, you just assiciate yourself who whoever, just to make a presence known, then you disappear before anyone can care or remember you were even here.
So just get out of my way Holland, it's not you, that I want, it's not even the nCw Championship, thru it's something I know I deserve, it's not even my concern whatsoever, no, it's letting nCw know, that if they continue to to disgrace my name, and letting simpletons who like jerking each other off, run this company into the ground, while making jokes at my expense, like they actually mean a damn thing in my world, then so be it, I'll destroy nCw, I'll destroy the company I feel and know I helped build, but like I said Holland, you don't care, guess the life savings dried up, so you needed a comeback...
Just move aside Holland, why do you feel you have to stand in my way, why do you feel that nCw is worth saving from it's own self destruction, just get the hell out of my way Holland, as simple as that, no harm will come to you, infact, I nearly have no intentions of destroying you at all, why defy me?
Just move along Holland, You can go back to hiding under the mask, and I can do things that matter, like getting my nCw Hall Of Fame ring, and in return, getting back to something I failed to finished a few months ago and something yourself has overlooked, and may of completely missed, and quite frankly, it was understandable if you missed it, you just had a child, something I was completely unaware of, because quite frankly, no one shared that information with me, because quite frankly, I was under tunnel vision at the time, and was focused on one thing and one thing exactly. then again, couldn't the whole thing been said of my entire career, my first goal was to set out to rule the planet, the planet of course, meant the world of nCw, which I set and and did, I won the nCw championship, and while some jerkoff will make jokes that I lost it only thirty-five days later, I did what no man, not Adam Knite, not Lance Ryan, not Spike Kane, and damn sure not you did, while I held that belt?
I defended it, nearly each and every week on Collision, first Collision out the gate, I defended the championship, the following week at the One Year Collision Anniversity show, I put the title on the line against my best friend, and Hall Of Fame, Adam Knite, I even could of bowed out of my title defense against Steve Awesome, after he snapped my wrist, but didn't, because quite Frankly, when Trent Helms has his mind on something, he has never stopped, and as sure as it is painful, not even a Magic Touch alone will not be able to achieve the feat of putting me down and ending this quest as soon as it begin.
Have you ever seen any quest of revenge, or any story end in the first act, no, it doesn't, nor will it, You will not stop me Holland, you won't be ending my quest for the Hall Of Fame, there is no season-finale, or even a third in a overhyped trilogy, and my production has already received the green light for a sequal, you're just the first battle in this long journey, you're going to be nothing more then a footnote, quite Frankly, you're nothing more then a battle against Matthew Patel, the first of the seven evil asshole, I must destroy to reach my goal, and while you are talented, and you're damn good, you're still not on my level Holland, You're nothing more then that one Asian Guy in the matrix movies, not the keymaker, or that bad-ass Ghost guy who starred in that crappy Enter The Matrix video game, but the one dude, who was once the Golden Child, who managed to defeat Agent Smith back in the day, but now, is nothing more then a simple obstruction in the way of my quest...
But as I said Holland, I don't wish to destroy you, unless I have too, unless that naive old man agrees to put me into the Hall Of Fame, I guess I'll know for sure, at 9 PM tomorrow night, just minutes before I go there to do battle with you, a battle that doesn't need to happen, You don't have to be a Matryr Holland for Leonard Fox, who could care less what happens to you, nor does he even care one bit about the eight men who will have to oppose me at some time, if he did, He would of gave into my demands, then all his problems would go away, and he could go back to having Steve Awesome and Rob Diamond fondling his balls in a office...
Regardless Holland, I don't want to hurt you, which is why, for the most part, I've been peaceful during this whole process, I'm just verbally stated my intentions, of being given what I deserve, does that make me some kind of monster, yet nCw and people like you, want to label me as a terrorist to this promotion, despite the fact, I've haven't even attempted to lay a hand on anyone in my way, until I know for sure, I have too, so please save your whole vengeful guardian act on someone who actually cares, I could destroy you Holland, I could destroy your entire family, I could go to Ireland, and dig up the corpse of Castor Holland and have buttsex with his now bony corpses, I could invoke Rule 34, and have my production company make hentai photos of your wife giving me oral sex....But I'm not...
I'm not a monster Holland, I'm just a man with a agenda, one simple agenda of just getting what I want, that doesn't make me a villian or even a monster, it just means, I'm going to get what I want, what whatever cost....just bow out Holland, just go away, go kick Steve Awesome teeth down his throat, go gain back your throne at the top of the promotion and get the hell out of my way, unless you really do what some kind of death wish, unless you want to falsely be beaten to a pulp from a company that doesn't care about you what so ever, then so be it.
Because You won't be able to put me down Holland, there are very few people who can even claim they gotten a pinfall victory over me, only Adam Knite, Steve Awesome, Rob Diamond and Lex Sense have ever archieved that feat, and while you have your one countout victory over me, things have changed since then Holland, because while you were away, raising your father, I went thru the most vicious war in nCw history, and took part in the most violence match nCw has ever seen, and took more damage and chairshots then any mortal should take at one time....
Steve Awesome tried to murder me, Hell he damn near succeeded in ridding me, if it wasn't for the fact, I still have 14 continues left, I would of died and would cease to be, but I didn't Holland, I've shown I can take more punishment then any person on this planet can, and quite frankly, I don't even think you have enough left in your tank, to do a quarter of what Steve Awesome did against me....
You can try Holland...
You will fail...
But then again, maybe you won't, Maybe Leonard will induct me into the Hall Of Fame tomorrow night, infact, I already have faith Leonard Fox will do so, that I've prepared a speech for the occucation, would you like to hear it...You should feel proud Holland, I'm going to share this moment with you...
Dear nCw
We knew this day would finally come when I would enter the nCw Hall Of Fame, and what I journey it has been, and while my road to getting here, has been a rocky one, I've....
Suddenly, before Trent can finish another word, a doorknob is heard turning, Trent quickly closes his computer as the door fully opens, suddenly Mercedes Lewis, the estranged ex-wife of Trent and current nCw starlet enters the room, her hair completely down, black fishnets covering her arms up past her elbows and a plaid green skirt, with pink and black striped leg warmers, she smiles...
I finally found you Trent, you finally got sloppy and used the Credit Card, and I traced it back here and caught the first Red Eye fight from Toronto, but I finally found you, and we need to talk, I can't run the company any longer, please come back, take back of Mayhem Productions...
Trent shoots her a glare like, I don't want to see you Bitch.
This isn't a good time...
It will have to do, this is the first time I've been able to speak to you what so ever, infact, I had to take like four showers to try to get the smell of cabbage off me from when you had your new bodyguard pick me up the other day...
Now really isn't a good time...
Suddenly, the door flies opens behind Mercedes, as a Red-haired girl enters, revealing fellow Starlet Ashlee Embers, Mercedes simply glares at her, and turns her attention back to Trent...
What the hell is she doing here...
I'm ****ing Trent bitch, you got a problem with it...
Mercedes is completely taken off guard by the boldness of Ashlee, leaving the vampire fan completely silent....Mercedes quickly shakes it off, and laughs...
Great Prank Trent, now seriously, what is she doing here?
Hopefully about to perform oral sex on me I hope...
Mercedes face turns to full-on Anger, as suddenly she slams her foot downward, and screams at Trent, before shaking violently, as suddenly the entire room begins to shake....Ashlee with a confused look upon her face, falls down and trips over her own luggage....
What the hell is she doing...
You don't want to know....infact, you might want to leave, maybe head to the store and get some smokes and lube or something, just get out of here so i can handle it...
Mercedes continues to scream violently, her screams getting so loud, even Trent seems to be a little overtaken by it....
Are you seriously about to do what I think you're going to do Mercedes?
Mercedes screams get louder, as a nearby mirror by the dresser, begins to crack, when suddenly Mercedes long black hair begins to go skywards, and soon her eyes go completely white, before re-appearing as green, suddenly with another scream, her hair turns gold, and Mercedes appears as a Super Saiyan....
What the Hell, how are you able to turn Super Saiyan?
Wait, you think you're the only one who knows how to use CGi and full makeup effects to do this....Now seriously, tell me, what the hell is going on Trent, you better tell me....
Suddenly Trent without all the smoke and mirrors goes Super Saiyan as well...
I don't have to explain anything to you woman, infact, the last time I checked, we were no longer married, and that you just wasn't cutting it, the moment I got back with you, My career went downhill, I got caught in that stupid flashbang group, I got pushed the side, and completely out of world title contention, and you think for some reason, I want to stay with you, and for what, I can B my L all over your T's? I've done that enough times, I need something new, so please get the hell out of here....
Mercedes hair returns to normal....I hate you Trent....I'm going to burn your company down to the ground...
Do it, I don't care, but if I were you, I'd play ball and keep running the company, because you're nearly thirty Mercedes, and I'm not going to keep paying for plastic surgury to keep you looking as good as you do, then what, what are you going to do then? nothing, you have no skills, You suck as a Starlet, you're never going to amount to anything in nCw, all you have is my company, so run it, do something good for once, but please just get the hell out of my life, and let me do my thing, I don't need a weakling leaching on to me, when I'm about to go to war, when I'm about to destroy this promotion, for allowing two jerkoffs completely control over Leonard Fox, you best get out while you can, and get good at something quickly, because yours, mine, Ashlee, and everyone in nCw paychecks are about to go goodbye when I'm done with this place.
I'm not leaving...
Yes You are...
Suddenly Trent teleports, next to Mercedes, and quickly grabs her off, then quickly teleports her again, dropping her off in the projects, several miles away, before quickly disappearing, he appears briefly, at a Sonic Drive In, as a Carhop is about to hand a extra long Chili Cheese Corny to someone in a black SUV, when Trent grabs it and disappears again, before reappearing once again, this time, ramming the entire twelve inch weiner into his month, and eating it in one swoop, as Suddenly Ashlee walks into the room, catching he tail end of the act...
Wow....Maybe I'm the one who should have a penis, not even I can take something that big down...
Maybe you should go get Megan Kane then...
Anyways, how did it go?
Who cares, I got rid of her, so now, let's have some fun, I mean since I'm roleplaying right now, we should roleplay together, whatcha think...
As long as I don't have to play a Foreign Exchange Student again....
Dammit...
I'm all out of paint to paint myself to be a black man...now my fantasy will never be complete...
Oh well, we're just going to have to make due...
Trent smiles, then stares at a nearby Fax Machine....as Morgan Freeman voiceover takes over...
Just sign it Leonard, and save nCw now....I really don't want to destroy this place, but I will, just sign the damn paper and save your company Leonard....
If you say, if it's because of the company you keep, then you are mistaken. Your wife isn't even considered a footnote in nCw history, people only care about Terry, because he played Cole Train before they decided to go in a different direction and hire someone new, and nobody has ever cared about Milo, and You Holland, are just a seasonal vet who only shows up when the winter is approaching, I know your schedule, hell it's almost time for me to take my yearly departure from nCw here soon, of course, I'm here to make sure there isn't a nCw for anyone to return too...
You don't even realize, it's not even you I'm after, and please for the love of god, just spare me the details of how nCw runs thru your veins and that you will protect it at any cost, because that is bull**** Holland, You've never been one to do anything for this promotion, I mean, what did you do when the real Age Of The Revolution showed up in this company, not the crappily lead Brad Kane version, but the one that was ran by Adam Knite, what happened when they were taking over nCw? You were off, god knows where, more then likely jerking off to Firefly re-runs on SyFy, while I was defending this company, and doing what was needed for it to move to the next level..
And I succeeded, I helped build nCw to a level, that it needed need over-rated big names like Lance Ryan, Davey Ortega, or even Dave Holland any longer, nor did it need the most inventive, highest drawing member of it's roster to even be there to hold it's hand, where nCw thrived to new levels without the likes of the cancers who were holding it down.
You don't care Holland, history has shown that when things get tough, you're nothing but a hypocrite, you just assiciate yourself who whoever, just to make a presence known, then you disappear before anyone can care or remember you were even here.
So just get out of my way Holland, it's not you, that I want, it's not even the nCw Championship, thru it's something I know I deserve, it's not even my concern whatsoever, no, it's letting nCw know, that if they continue to to disgrace my name, and letting simpletons who like jerking each other off, run this company into the ground, while making jokes at my expense, like they actually mean a damn thing in my world, then so be it, I'll destroy nCw, I'll destroy the company I feel and know I helped build, but like I said Holland, you don't care, guess the life savings dried up, so you needed a comeback...
Just move aside Holland, why do you feel you have to stand in my way, why do you feel that nCw is worth saving from it's own self destruction, just get the hell out of my way Holland, as simple as that, no harm will come to you, infact, I nearly have no intentions of destroying you at all, why defy me?
Just move along Holland, You can go back to hiding under the mask, and I can do things that matter, like getting my nCw Hall Of Fame ring, and in return, getting back to something I failed to finished a few months ago and something yourself has overlooked, and may of completely missed, and quite frankly, it was understandable if you missed it, you just had a child, something I was completely unaware of, because quite frankly, no one shared that information with me, because quite frankly, I was under tunnel vision at the time, and was focused on one thing and one thing exactly. then again, couldn't the whole thing been said of my entire career, my first goal was to set out to rule the planet, the planet of course, meant the world of nCw, which I set and and did, I won the nCw championship, and while some jerkoff will make jokes that I lost it only thirty-five days later, I did what no man, not Adam Knite, not Lance Ryan, not Spike Kane, and damn sure not you did, while I held that belt?
I defended it, nearly each and every week on Collision, first Collision out the gate, I defended the championship, the following week at the One Year Collision Anniversity show, I put the title on the line against my best friend, and Hall Of Fame, Adam Knite, I even could of bowed out of my title defense against Steve Awesome, after he snapped my wrist, but didn't, because quite Frankly, when Trent Helms has his mind on something, he has never stopped, and as sure as it is painful, not even a Magic Touch alone will not be able to achieve the feat of putting me down and ending this quest as soon as it begin.
Have you ever seen any quest of revenge, or any story end in the first act, no, it doesn't, nor will it, You will not stop me Holland, you won't be ending my quest for the Hall Of Fame, there is no season-finale, or even a third in a overhyped trilogy, and my production has already received the green light for a sequal, you're just the first battle in this long journey, you're going to be nothing more then a footnote, quite Frankly, you're nothing more then a battle against Matthew Patel, the first of the seven evil asshole, I must destroy to reach my goal, and while you are talented, and you're damn good, you're still not on my level Holland, You're nothing more then that one Asian Guy in the matrix movies, not the keymaker, or that bad-ass Ghost guy who starred in that crappy Enter The Matrix video game, but the one dude, who was once the Golden Child, who managed to defeat Agent Smith back in the day, but now, is nothing more then a simple obstruction in the way of my quest...
But as I said Holland, I don't wish to destroy you, unless I have too, unless that naive old man agrees to put me into the Hall Of Fame, I guess I'll know for sure, at 9 PM tomorrow night, just minutes before I go there to do battle with you, a battle that doesn't need to happen, You don't have to be a Matryr Holland for Leonard Fox, who could care less what happens to you, nor does he even care one bit about the eight men who will have to oppose me at some time, if he did, He would of gave into my demands, then all his problems would go away, and he could go back to having Steve Awesome and Rob Diamond fondling his balls in a office...
Regardless Holland, I don't want to hurt you, which is why, for the most part, I've been peaceful during this whole process, I'm just verbally stated my intentions, of being given what I deserve, does that make me some kind of monster, yet nCw and people like you, want to label me as a terrorist to this promotion, despite the fact, I've haven't even attempted to lay a hand on anyone in my way, until I know for sure, I have too, so please save your whole vengeful guardian act on someone who actually cares, I could destroy you Holland, I could destroy your entire family, I could go to Ireland, and dig up the corpse of Castor Holland and have buttsex with his now bony corpses, I could invoke Rule 34, and have my production company make hentai photos of your wife giving me oral sex....But I'm not...
I'm not a monster Holland, I'm just a man with a agenda, one simple agenda of just getting what I want, that doesn't make me a villian or even a monster, it just means, I'm going to get what I want, what whatever cost....just bow out Holland, just go away, go kick Steve Awesome teeth down his throat, go gain back your throne at the top of the promotion and get the hell out of my way, unless you really do what some kind of death wish, unless you want to falsely be beaten to a pulp from a company that doesn't care about you what so ever, then so be it.
Because You won't be able to put me down Holland, there are very few people who can even claim they gotten a pinfall victory over me, only Adam Knite, Steve Awesome, Rob Diamond and Lex Sense have ever archieved that feat, and while you have your one countout victory over me, things have changed since then Holland, because while you were away, raising your father, I went thru the most vicious war in nCw history, and took part in the most violence match nCw has ever seen, and took more damage and chairshots then any mortal should take at one time....
Steve Awesome tried to murder me, Hell he damn near succeeded in ridding me, if it wasn't for the fact, I still have 14 continues left, I would of died and would cease to be, but I didn't Holland, I've shown I can take more punishment then any person on this planet can, and quite frankly, I don't even think you have enough left in your tank, to do a quarter of what Steve Awesome did against me....
You can try Holland...
You will fail...
But then again, maybe you won't, Maybe Leonard will induct me into the Hall Of Fame tomorrow night, infact, I already have faith Leonard Fox will do so, that I've prepared a speech for the occucation, would you like to hear it...You should feel proud Holland, I'm going to share this moment with you...
Dear nCw
We knew this day would finally come when I would enter the nCw Hall Of Fame, and what I journey it has been, and while my road to getting here, has been a rocky one, I've....
Suddenly, before Trent can finish another word, a doorknob is heard turning, Trent quickly closes his computer as the door fully opens, suddenly Mercedes Lewis, the estranged ex-wife of Trent and current nCw starlet enters the room, her hair completely down, black fishnets covering her arms up past her elbows and a plaid green skirt, with pink and black striped leg warmers, she smiles...
I finally found you Trent, you finally got sloppy and used the Credit Card, and I traced it back here and caught the first Red Eye fight from Toronto, but I finally found you, and we need to talk, I can't run the company any longer, please come back, take back of Mayhem Productions...
Trent shoots her a glare like, I don't want to see you Bitch.
This isn't a good time...
It will have to do, this is the first time I've been able to speak to you what so ever, infact, I had to take like four showers to try to get the smell of cabbage off me from when you had your new bodyguard pick me up the other day...
Now really isn't a good time...
Suddenly, the door flies opens behind Mercedes, as a Red-haired girl enters, revealing fellow Starlet Ashlee Embers, Mercedes simply glares at her, and turns her attention back to Trent...
What the hell is she doing here...
I'm ****ing Trent bitch, you got a problem with it...
Mercedes is completely taken off guard by the boldness of Ashlee, leaving the vampire fan completely silent....Mercedes quickly shakes it off, and laughs...
Great Prank Trent, now seriously, what is she doing here?
Hopefully about to perform oral sex on me I hope...
Mercedes face turns to full-on Anger, as suddenly she slams her foot downward, and screams at Trent, before shaking violently, as suddenly the entire room begins to shake....Ashlee with a confused look upon her face, falls down and trips over her own luggage....
What the hell is she doing...
You don't want to know....infact, you might want to leave, maybe head to the store and get some smokes and lube or something, just get out of here so i can handle it...
Mercedes continues to scream violently, her screams getting so loud, even Trent seems to be a little overtaken by it....
Are you seriously about to do what I think you're going to do Mercedes?
Mercedes screams get louder, as a nearby mirror by the dresser, begins to crack, when suddenly Mercedes long black hair begins to go skywards, and soon her eyes go completely white, before re-appearing as green, suddenly with another scream, her hair turns gold, and Mercedes appears as a Super Saiyan....
What the Hell, how are you able to turn Super Saiyan?
Wait, you think you're the only one who knows how to use CGi and full makeup effects to do this....Now seriously, tell me, what the hell is going on Trent, you better tell me....
Suddenly Trent without all the smoke and mirrors goes Super Saiyan as well...
I don't have to explain anything to you woman, infact, the last time I checked, we were no longer married, and that you just wasn't cutting it, the moment I got back with you, My career went downhill, I got caught in that stupid flashbang group, I got pushed the side, and completely out of world title contention, and you think for some reason, I want to stay with you, and for what, I can B my L all over your T's? I've done that enough times, I need something new, so please get the hell out of here....
Mercedes hair returns to normal....I hate you Trent....I'm going to burn your company down to the ground...
Do it, I don't care, but if I were you, I'd play ball and keep running the company, because you're nearly thirty Mercedes, and I'm not going to keep paying for plastic surgury to keep you looking as good as you do, then what, what are you going to do then? nothing, you have no skills, You suck as a Starlet, you're never going to amount to anything in nCw, all you have is my company, so run it, do something good for once, but please just get the hell out of my life, and let me do my thing, I don't need a weakling leaching on to me, when I'm about to go to war, when I'm about to destroy this promotion, for allowing two jerkoffs completely control over Leonard Fox, you best get out while you can, and get good at something quickly, because yours, mine, Ashlee, and everyone in nCw paychecks are about to go goodbye when I'm done with this place.
I'm not leaving...
Yes You are...
Suddenly Trent teleports, next to Mercedes, and quickly grabs her off, then quickly teleports her again, dropping her off in the projects, several miles away, before quickly disappearing, he appears briefly, at a Sonic Drive In, as a Carhop is about to hand a extra long Chili Cheese Corny to someone in a black SUV, when Trent grabs it and disappears again, before reappearing once again, this time, ramming the entire twelve inch weiner into his month, and eating it in one swoop, as Suddenly Ashlee walks into the room, catching he tail end of the act...
Wow....Maybe I'm the one who should have a penis, not even I can take something that big down...
Maybe you should go get Megan Kane then...
Anyways, how did it go?
Who cares, I got rid of her, so now, let's have some fun, I mean since I'm roleplaying right now, we should roleplay together, whatcha think...
As long as I don't have to play a Foreign Exchange Student again....
Dammit...
I'm all out of paint to paint myself to be a black man...now my fantasy will never be complete...
Oh well, we're just going to have to make due...
Trent smiles, then stares at a nearby Fax Machine....as Morgan Freeman voiceover takes over...
Just sign it Leonard, and save nCw now....I really don't want to destroy this place, but I will, just sign the damn paper and save your company Leonard....