Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2012 16:46:23 GMT -6
It will have to be a lot of pain and punishment to bring you down?
You are a man after my own heart, Curtis.
That is exactly what I wanted to hear because I won’t be satisfied if I just knock you about a bit and pick up a victory. Let’s face it Curtis, throw in a rule book and take away your toys and I would win every single time in a pure wrestling match, there is absolutely no point debating that. I don’t want an easy win, I want to send a message and merely pinning you isn’t enough.
I need to make you suffer. I need you to bleed like a martyr for your Lady.
I don’t even have a particular dislike for you Curtis, you’re a relatively inoffensive guy but you’ve backed the wrong horse and you’re being used as a pawn in a game of thrones by a mistress who is in well over her head and for that, I will have to make an example of you.
Kelly wants you to put me down and stamp out my resistance, so I am going to have to return the favour by crushing you like you were nothing. For once I can used the tired old cliché “It’s not personal, it is just business” and really mean it. When I smash your head in with a steel chair it won’t be because you have personally offended me, it will be because you’re a vessel of Kelly Fox upon whom I can unleash my pent up frustration.
I have spent the past month and a half stripping away everything that made me the hero, the restraint, the sense of morality…. None of it remains. I have prepared for an opportunity like this to send Kelly a message stapled firmly against the skull of one of her guard dogs and you’ve come waltzing in here with your sledgehammer in tow to provide me that chance.
I know you don’t think I can fight dirtier than you Curtis, in fact I can imagine the guys sniggering away and writing all this off as posturing, but believe me when I say this.
I can sink to depth you can’t even possibly begin to fathom, if I allow myself to.
I was required to portray a certain level of restraint when I was fighting the corruption in New Championship Wrestling to avoid leaving a foul taste in the mouths of those I tried to help, because there a few men of moral calibre who would follow a sadist. Now I am free of that responsibility I can embrace the dark side of me that I repressed when I arrived here.
Leonard Fox sat me down and looked me in the eyes and told me straight that the **** I got away with on the circuit wouldn’t stand here and if I wanted to be a star I needed to tone down the violence to a more “television friendly” level.
Well, Leonard isn’t in charge anymore and Kelly, in her naivety, doesn’t seem to lack the blood lust her father avoided embracing. Far from it, Kelly seems to encourage it and without the shackles I will be free to really enjoy myself.
You have a great deal of faith in your pain threshold and I have a great deal of faith in my ability to push you well over it. I want to break your spirit and watch the faith drain from you as you slowly realise what you have gotten yourself in for before I place my boot on your throat and wait for the referee to inevitably raise my hand in a picture that will haunt Kelly for years to come.
The day her resilient talisman was beaten to a pulp and put out of service.
So say your prayers, enjoy your hijinks with the President and keep telling yourself that Roberto Verona really isn’t capable of reducing you to a whimpering wreck because the trouble with reassuring yourself and hiding from the truth is that when it materialises you will not be prepared for the conclusion.
I will see you on Sunday Curtis, I swear it will be a day you will never forget.
It’d be quite cute watching the happy couple assume the mantle of the company.
It wasn’t utterly nauseating. I felt sick myself for agreeing with Not-Zelda for the first time.
Finally Adam Knite has a crown to match the ego, congratulations big guy it has been 5 long years but you finally have the power to justify the moniker. The problem with Kings though is that they can only rule for as long as their subjects allow them to.
No I am not referring to myself as some sort of “voice of the masses”, far from it, I am more akin to a noble who holds all the cards. You And Kelly will be on top for as long as men like me allow you to be Adam, the moment the aristocracy of NCW decided that you’re Kingship no longer benefits them, and looking into the eyes of Xander Famularo two weeks running it will not be long, then you will be removed for somebody who serves our interests.
So don’t get too comfortable Adam, you and your wife have been throwing your collective weight around far too often too afford you that luxury.
Of course you always fire me or try some sort of sneaky ****, that seems to be your level. Thankfully I am sleeping with a lawyer to avoid a similar fate. Funny how we can take advantage of those we love, huh Knite?
I suppose I should close by addressing this little “hu ha” between Charlie Velez and myself.
There is absolutely no way I will tell any of you what agreement myself and Charlie may, or may not have. The fact is we are both businessmen and if either of us has an offer that is mutually beneficial we will be obliged to accept it. Charlie has approached me with an offer that I have decided may or may not be worthy of merit and as I don’t like to do things quietly I will give him an answer he cannot possible misinterpret loud and clear.
But let me make a few things clear that people seem to be unable to understand.
I am in this for myself and it wasn’t a decision I made lightly like our number one contender Andrew Jacobsen insinuated. I had to open my eyes and realise that despite everything I was doing for people they hated my guts and were willing me to fall flat on my face and whilst I have pretty thick skin, it bothered me to see that I was putting myself in such serious danger for guys who’d not even shed a tear if I died in the middle of that ring.
After fighting with myself for weeks I finally decided that I needed to do what was best for me and that means taking advantage of anything that benefits me for as long as it benefits me.
Maybe I will, or won’t side with Charlie or anybody else who offers me something of interest, but the moment people have served their purpose to me I am quite willing to wipe my hands clean of them and move on.
Maybe that makes me “a piece of lowlife scum” in some people’s eyes, but the fact is there is nothing noble about fighting other people’s wars when they have long since served any purpose for yourself. I will fight with fan favourites and I will fight with the guys you detest, I have no qualms with falling into some predefined “allegiance” and I will never tell the fans what to think of me.
If they want to boo me that is their prerogative, if they want to cheer then congratulations they recognise talent. I will never mock them for their choices because at the end of the day their support, or lack thereof, will neither benefit or hinder me.
My primary concern is what will help me achieve my goals and how to undermine those who stand in my way. I will cheat without remorse if it advances my career because there is no honour in being the “righteous” man with zero success. I will hurt those who try to stop my achieving the accolades I deserve and I won’t regret a thing because they know what they are signing up for when they walk through the door.
So what will I say to Charlie?
You’ll just have to tune in and see.
I promise it will be worth it.
You are a man after my own heart, Curtis.
That is exactly what I wanted to hear because I won’t be satisfied if I just knock you about a bit and pick up a victory. Let’s face it Curtis, throw in a rule book and take away your toys and I would win every single time in a pure wrestling match, there is absolutely no point debating that. I don’t want an easy win, I want to send a message and merely pinning you isn’t enough.
I need to make you suffer. I need you to bleed like a martyr for your Lady.
I don’t even have a particular dislike for you Curtis, you’re a relatively inoffensive guy but you’ve backed the wrong horse and you’re being used as a pawn in a game of thrones by a mistress who is in well over her head and for that, I will have to make an example of you.
Kelly wants you to put me down and stamp out my resistance, so I am going to have to return the favour by crushing you like you were nothing. For once I can used the tired old cliché “It’s not personal, it is just business” and really mean it. When I smash your head in with a steel chair it won’t be because you have personally offended me, it will be because you’re a vessel of Kelly Fox upon whom I can unleash my pent up frustration.
I have spent the past month and a half stripping away everything that made me the hero, the restraint, the sense of morality…. None of it remains. I have prepared for an opportunity like this to send Kelly a message stapled firmly against the skull of one of her guard dogs and you’ve come waltzing in here with your sledgehammer in tow to provide me that chance.
I know you don’t think I can fight dirtier than you Curtis, in fact I can imagine the guys sniggering away and writing all this off as posturing, but believe me when I say this.
I can sink to depth you can’t even possibly begin to fathom, if I allow myself to.
I was required to portray a certain level of restraint when I was fighting the corruption in New Championship Wrestling to avoid leaving a foul taste in the mouths of those I tried to help, because there a few men of moral calibre who would follow a sadist. Now I am free of that responsibility I can embrace the dark side of me that I repressed when I arrived here.
Leonard Fox sat me down and looked me in the eyes and told me straight that the **** I got away with on the circuit wouldn’t stand here and if I wanted to be a star I needed to tone down the violence to a more “television friendly” level.
Well, Leonard isn’t in charge anymore and Kelly, in her naivety, doesn’t seem to lack the blood lust her father avoided embracing. Far from it, Kelly seems to encourage it and without the shackles I will be free to really enjoy myself.
You have a great deal of faith in your pain threshold and I have a great deal of faith in my ability to push you well over it. I want to break your spirit and watch the faith drain from you as you slowly realise what you have gotten yourself in for before I place my boot on your throat and wait for the referee to inevitably raise my hand in a picture that will haunt Kelly for years to come.
The day her resilient talisman was beaten to a pulp and put out of service.
So say your prayers, enjoy your hijinks with the President and keep telling yourself that Roberto Verona really isn’t capable of reducing you to a whimpering wreck because the trouble with reassuring yourself and hiding from the truth is that when it materialises you will not be prepared for the conclusion.
I will see you on Sunday Curtis, I swear it will be a day you will never forget.
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Who the hell wrote this contract?
I am not sure, I am fairly confident that they literally hired monkeys to do the paperwork in NCW to lower operating costs.
More to the point, why did you completely ignore all the obligations in here?
When you’re already a millionaire you tend to not care too much.
I thought millionaires looked after their money?
I was obviously dazzled by a pretty blonde, it wouldn’t be the first time.
Nice try, I won’t be flattered that easily.
Curses.
Seriously Roberto, they are paying you 50% less than you are entitled to, doesn’t that bother you?
I never really paid attention but sure, I want what I am owed.
Well you’re owed a lot more than a pay rise, Kelly hasn’t be paying you the agreed rate from merchandise sales and your travel expenses currently total $10 for a taxi to one of the arenas six months ago.
Don’t worry about it.
I have to worry about it, you pay me to worry.
I pay you to look pretty.
Charming.
Don’t let it bother you, when the time is right I will remind Kelly of her obligations and if she wants to play stubborn then we’ll utilise all that knowledge locked away in that pretty little head of yours to hit her where it hurts.
In the tit?
….what? No. Her wallet. Her tit, seriously?
They are our testicles.
I never thought I could be repulsed by a description of breasts.
Oh well, I’ll cover up a little more at ringside then….
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
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Who the hell wrote this contract?
I am not sure, I am fairly confident that they literally hired monkeys to do the paperwork in NCW to lower operating costs.
More to the point, why did you completely ignore all the obligations in here?
When you’re already a millionaire you tend to not care too much.
I thought millionaires looked after their money?
I was obviously dazzled by a pretty blonde, it wouldn’t be the first time.
Nice try, I won’t be flattered that easily.
Curses.
Seriously Roberto, they are paying you 50% less than you are entitled to, doesn’t that bother you?
I never really paid attention but sure, I want what I am owed.
Well you’re owed a lot more than a pay rise, Kelly hasn’t be paying you the agreed rate from merchandise sales and your travel expenses currently total $10 for a taxi to one of the arenas six months ago.
Don’t worry about it.
I have to worry about it, you pay me to worry.
I pay you to look pretty.
Charming.
Don’t let it bother you, when the time is right I will remind Kelly of her obligations and if she wants to play stubborn then we’ll utilise all that knowledge locked away in that pretty little head of yours to hit her where it hurts.
In the tit?
….what? No. Her wallet. Her tit, seriously?
They are our testicles.
I never thought I could be repulsed by a description of breasts.
Oh well, I’ll cover up a little more at ringside then….
Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
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It’d be quite cute watching the happy couple assume the mantle of the company.
It wasn’t utterly nauseating. I felt sick myself for agreeing with Not-Zelda for the first time.
Finally Adam Knite has a crown to match the ego, congratulations big guy it has been 5 long years but you finally have the power to justify the moniker. The problem with Kings though is that they can only rule for as long as their subjects allow them to.
No I am not referring to myself as some sort of “voice of the masses”, far from it, I am more akin to a noble who holds all the cards. You And Kelly will be on top for as long as men like me allow you to be Adam, the moment the aristocracy of NCW decided that you’re Kingship no longer benefits them, and looking into the eyes of Xander Famularo two weeks running it will not be long, then you will be removed for somebody who serves our interests.
So don’t get too comfortable Adam, you and your wife have been throwing your collective weight around far too often too afford you that luxury.
Of course you always fire me or try some sort of sneaky ****, that seems to be your level. Thankfully I am sleeping with a lawyer to avoid a similar fate. Funny how we can take advantage of those we love, huh Knite?
I suppose I should close by addressing this little “hu ha” between Charlie Velez and myself.
There is absolutely no way I will tell any of you what agreement myself and Charlie may, or may not have. The fact is we are both businessmen and if either of us has an offer that is mutually beneficial we will be obliged to accept it. Charlie has approached me with an offer that I have decided may or may not be worthy of merit and as I don’t like to do things quietly I will give him an answer he cannot possible misinterpret loud and clear.
But let me make a few things clear that people seem to be unable to understand.
I am in this for myself and it wasn’t a decision I made lightly like our number one contender Andrew Jacobsen insinuated. I had to open my eyes and realise that despite everything I was doing for people they hated my guts and were willing me to fall flat on my face and whilst I have pretty thick skin, it bothered me to see that I was putting myself in such serious danger for guys who’d not even shed a tear if I died in the middle of that ring.
After fighting with myself for weeks I finally decided that I needed to do what was best for me and that means taking advantage of anything that benefits me for as long as it benefits me.
Maybe I will, or won’t side with Charlie or anybody else who offers me something of interest, but the moment people have served their purpose to me I am quite willing to wipe my hands clean of them and move on.
Maybe that makes me “a piece of lowlife scum” in some people’s eyes, but the fact is there is nothing noble about fighting other people’s wars when they have long since served any purpose for yourself. I will fight with fan favourites and I will fight with the guys you detest, I have no qualms with falling into some predefined “allegiance” and I will never tell the fans what to think of me.
If they want to boo me that is their prerogative, if they want to cheer then congratulations they recognise talent. I will never mock them for their choices because at the end of the day their support, or lack thereof, will neither benefit or hinder me.
My primary concern is what will help me achieve my goals and how to undermine those who stand in my way. I will cheat without remorse if it advances my career because there is no honour in being the “righteous” man with zero success. I will hurt those who try to stop my achieving the accolades I deserve and I won’t regret a thing because they know what they are signing up for when they walk through the door.
So what will I say to Charlie?
You’ll just have to tune in and see.
I promise it will be worth it.
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Promise me you’ll be careful this weekend.
I promise.
That’s all I needed to hear.
Listen, I’d rather you weren’t at ringside this week.
How come? I’m not afraid of a little blood.
It isn’t that, I have another job for you that is more important that flashing your assets to distract people.
Where do you want me?
Well, preferably my bed, but before then I need you to get in touch with somebody.
I’m all yours….
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Promise me you’ll be careful this weekend.
I promise.
That’s all I needed to hear.
Listen, I’d rather you weren’t at ringside this week.
How come? I’m not afraid of a little blood.
It isn’t that, I have another job for you that is more important that flashing your assets to distract people.
Where do you want me?
Well, preferably my bed, but before then I need you to get in touch with somebody.
I’m all yours….
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