Post by Trent Helms on Mar 16, 2013 17:27:12 GMT -6
It's happening, This Sunday....
Steve Awesome and Trent Helms teaming up once again.
What, you were expecting me, to go into a emotion state, of how after two years, I finally get a induction into the Hall Of Fame?
That's a case of, too little.....too late
You had two years Kelly, and you wasted my time for that long, and expect me to be happy, after two years of suffering, and many bottles of headache medicine of having to hear the same joke, over and over again....that I'm just going to happily accept it?
You're delusional Kelly.
You waited too long, now your biggest star is slapping down your offer of going into the Hall Of Fame, If you want Collision to go off, without a hitch, there are going to be new demands to be met.
Like putting me in the Colosseum and guaranteeing myself and Steve, a future shot at the Tag Titles, all in one fell swoop.
Afterall, Tomorrow is my daughter's wedding date, I mean my Hall Of Fame induction, so it's a offer, you can't refuse.
But back to the business at hand....
Tomorrow....The rebirth of the greatest Tag Team, that lasted a whole sixteen minutes...
I give you a hint.
There is me, the wielder of the Power Cosmic, the man who destroy and defeated all your Hall Of Famers, and is the biggest star in this promotion, riding a seven match win streak in Singles competion.
And Young Nasty Man, who has powers similar to my own.
What powers you ask?
What about the power to impregnate a female from two hundred yards away....
WITH SEMEN!!!
That do anything for you?
And tomorrow night it happens, Two Hall Of Famers, the men who turned this company around, made it into pespi, and made your pockets laced with cash.
Against The Church of Thor....lead by one Curtis Kanyon, who may or may not be, just a fatter version of me, from an alternate timeline.
I'm only going to say this once Kanyon, just one time, and one time only.
Cease and Desist.
Take yourself, and your lackey's, and discontue using the Son of Odin name as a marketning tool.
You should know better, There are many unwritten rules when it comes to the gimmicks of NCW, You don't mention video games, cause Zeke pretty much has that locked up, Seth Evans came in, tried to still Zeldaberg gimmick, and is now floating around, doing nothing, Even I don't dare cross into her threshold, and the same is said for anything, Marvel related with me.
I step out of the office, for like two minutes to take a quick smoke break, and I come back, and you're pretending to talk to the Norse God of Thunder?
Bitch, step off....
I didn't come back to NCW, and didn't share my love of Burger King, and how they should totally bring back the Rodeo Cheeseburgers, I didn't do that mere mortal, so I expect you to back off using Thor name for your own.
But that will fall on deaf ears, I just assume you are actually deaf, or maybe developmentaly challenged.
But I really have no problem with you worshipping Thor, but if you're going to do it, do it right, don't just pay lip service to Odinson.
But whatever, who cares, afterall, you're just a simpleton from Midgard, a primate who is lost in the shuffle in the universe, You've have never left midgard, and unlike me, have never set foot in Asgard, You have never glazed the breast of Lady Sif, drank the necture of the gods with Balder, scheme with the prankster Loki, or even attempted to wield the mighty Mjonir....
I have done all thoses things, I've pitted my superhuman strength and agilty against Odinson himself, I felt the force of his mighty mallet, I tested my powers against his, and did manage, once or twice, to draw with the mighty God of Thunder.
You're just a primate who worships a Demigod, I myself, have stood in his presence.
There was a period of time Kanyon, before you arrived, where I once was a mighty hereld of the most feared cosmic entity in the universe, It's not Thor, Thanos, The Avengers, Memphisto, but the true destroyer of Worlds himself....Galactus.
I wield a portion of the Power Cosmic, the most feared source of power in the Galaxy, given to me, by my master Galactus.
I'll put it in theses terms for you and your little cult...
Your hunger for Burger King is legendary, I once heard, you managed to eat fifty-four whoppers in a single sitting.
My Master.....Eats entire planets...
Because Galactus Devours....
You = 54 Whoppers with Cheese
Galactus = 76,403,304,230,593 Whoppers with cheese in a single setting.
Get the Math?
The Power Cosmic is greater then The Mighty Mjonir.
And Trent Helms alone is better then Curtis Kanyon and whoever else is thrown my way, be it Kingsley, Howdy *** damn Doody, or even Odinson himself.
The problem for you is...
I also have Steve Awesome with me, a determined and battle tested Steve Awesome, who once again, is ready to take over this blue and green sphere known as Earth, We may not have the ability to work together as a team, as you and the rest of the teams in this promotion do, but however, luckily for us, we don't need too...
I mean afterall, He's Steve Awesome, and I'm Trent Helms.
We spent five years, fightning each other, trying to shuffle the other loose of their mortal coil, Stevie nearly decapated me with a Steel Chair, and I've nearly impaled thoses beautiful ribs of his, with my own body once.
Yeah, we don't have the experience teaming together, you can say that will be our downfall, but unlike The Forgotten, The Internationals, and any other team out there, We have the experience of trying to kill the other for five years, five years of being battered by war, five years, of trying to make the other, just give up, and cease to exist, Five years Kanyon....
That alone, gives us a edge over any tag team in this company, We might not be regular tag members, but we're brothers in war, Steve and I, know each other moves, what the other is going to do, a good five minutes from now, and it's going to be that experience, that when we decide to turn our slights to Gibby and Simon
It's gonna happen.
Do you know why?
Because Steve Awesome is simply that....Awesome....and well there is me.
You know....
The primate killing, space jumping, pounder of your girlfriend's anal cavity....
Trent Helms....
Who is....
Well, how about tomorrow, I just show you, instead of saying it...
Oh what the hell....
One of a ****ing Kind.
Steve Awesome and Trent Helms teaming up once again.
What, you were expecting me, to go into a emotion state, of how after two years, I finally get a induction into the Hall Of Fame?
That's a case of, too little.....too late
You had two years Kelly, and you wasted my time for that long, and expect me to be happy, after two years of suffering, and many bottles of headache medicine of having to hear the same joke, over and over again....that I'm just going to happily accept it?
You're delusional Kelly.
You waited too long, now your biggest star is slapping down your offer of going into the Hall Of Fame, If you want Collision to go off, without a hitch, there are going to be new demands to be met.
Like putting me in the Colosseum and guaranteeing myself and Steve, a future shot at the Tag Titles, all in one fell swoop.
Afterall, Tomorrow is my daughter's wedding date, I mean my Hall Of Fame induction, so it's a offer, you can't refuse.
But back to the business at hand....
Tomorrow....The rebirth of the greatest Tag Team, that lasted a whole sixteen minutes...
I give you a hint.
There is me, the wielder of the Power Cosmic, the man who destroy and defeated all your Hall Of Famers, and is the biggest star in this promotion, riding a seven match win streak in Singles competion.
And Young Nasty Man, who has powers similar to my own.
What powers you ask?
What about the power to impregnate a female from two hundred yards away....
WITH SEMEN!!!
That do anything for you?
And tomorrow night it happens, Two Hall Of Famers, the men who turned this company around, made it into pespi, and made your pockets laced with cash.
Against The Church of Thor....lead by one Curtis Kanyon, who may or may not be, just a fatter version of me, from an alternate timeline.
I'm only going to say this once Kanyon, just one time, and one time only.
Cease and Desist.
Take yourself, and your lackey's, and discontue using the Son of Odin name as a marketning tool.
You should know better, There are many unwritten rules when it comes to the gimmicks of NCW, You don't mention video games, cause Zeke pretty much has that locked up, Seth Evans came in, tried to still Zeldaberg gimmick, and is now floating around, doing nothing, Even I don't dare cross into her threshold, and the same is said for anything, Marvel related with me.
I step out of the office, for like two minutes to take a quick smoke break, and I come back, and you're pretending to talk to the Norse God of Thunder?
Bitch, step off....
I didn't come back to NCW, and didn't share my love of Burger King, and how they should totally bring back the Rodeo Cheeseburgers, I didn't do that mere mortal, so I expect you to back off using Thor name for your own.
But that will fall on deaf ears, I just assume you are actually deaf, or maybe developmentaly challenged.
But I really have no problem with you worshipping Thor, but if you're going to do it, do it right, don't just pay lip service to Odinson.
But whatever, who cares, afterall, you're just a simpleton from Midgard, a primate who is lost in the shuffle in the universe, You've have never left midgard, and unlike me, have never set foot in Asgard, You have never glazed the breast of Lady Sif, drank the necture of the gods with Balder, scheme with the prankster Loki, or even attempted to wield the mighty Mjonir....
I have done all thoses things, I've pitted my superhuman strength and agilty against Odinson himself, I felt the force of his mighty mallet, I tested my powers against his, and did manage, once or twice, to draw with the mighty God of Thunder.
You're just a primate who worships a Demigod, I myself, have stood in his presence.
There was a period of time Kanyon, before you arrived, where I once was a mighty hereld of the most feared cosmic entity in the universe, It's not Thor, Thanos, The Avengers, Memphisto, but the true destroyer of Worlds himself....Galactus.
I wield a portion of the Power Cosmic, the most feared source of power in the Galaxy, given to me, by my master Galactus.
I'll put it in theses terms for you and your little cult...
Your hunger for Burger King is legendary, I once heard, you managed to eat fifty-four whoppers in a single sitting.
My Master.....Eats entire planets...
Because Galactus Devours....
You = 54 Whoppers with Cheese
Galactus = 76,403,304,230,593 Whoppers with cheese in a single setting.
Get the Math?
The Power Cosmic is greater then The Mighty Mjonir.
And Trent Helms alone is better then Curtis Kanyon and whoever else is thrown my way, be it Kingsley, Howdy *** damn Doody, or even Odinson himself.
The problem for you is...
I also have Steve Awesome with me, a determined and battle tested Steve Awesome, who once again, is ready to take over this blue and green sphere known as Earth, We may not have the ability to work together as a team, as you and the rest of the teams in this promotion do, but however, luckily for us, we don't need too...
I mean afterall, He's Steve Awesome, and I'm Trent Helms.
We spent five years, fightning each other, trying to shuffle the other loose of their mortal coil, Stevie nearly decapated me with a Steel Chair, and I've nearly impaled thoses beautiful ribs of his, with my own body once.
Yeah, we don't have the experience teaming together, you can say that will be our downfall, but unlike The Forgotten, The Internationals, and any other team out there, We have the experience of trying to kill the other for five years, five years of being battered by war, five years, of trying to make the other, just give up, and cease to exist, Five years Kanyon....
That alone, gives us a edge over any tag team in this company, We might not be regular tag members, but we're brothers in war, Steve and I, know each other moves, what the other is going to do, a good five minutes from now, and it's going to be that experience, that when we decide to turn our slights to Gibby and Simon
It's gonna happen.
Do you know why?
Because Steve Awesome is simply that....Awesome....and well there is me.
You know....
The primate killing, space jumping, pounder of your girlfriend's anal cavity....
Trent Helms....
Who is....
Well, how about tomorrow, I just show you, instead of saying it...
Oh what the hell....
One of a ****ing Kind.