Post by Action Reel on May 10, 2023 12:04:12 GMT -5
The godlike camera comes to life outside of a tailor shop with the initials T.M.F.G. on the sign above the entrance. The camera moves in and enters through the front door and we are greeted with a head nod from an older gentleman who is dressed to impress in a black and green plaid suit and it pairs perfectly with his gold rimmed glasses and white mutton chops. The shop has that old English feel with the woodgrain and some of the finest fabrics that good money can buy. The elder man leads us along to a 360 degree fitting room with mirrors at all angles and he nods to us one more time.
“Master King, will be with you soon enough…”
A few minutes goes by and in walks Thaddeus Franklin King, dressed in a fitted navy blue suit jacket, a green plaid vest, orange tie, blue trousers, and black wingtips. Thad flashes a Million dollar smile into the mirror and nods to the camera.
“God, it’s good to be the King. I’ve missed THIS, but a very special time of year is coming and YOUR’S TRULY is beyond ready to come back.”
Thad adjusts his hair to make sure it is spiked just right.
“It’s HAVOC season, bay bay and that takes us right into EVOLUTION where Thaddeus Franklin King 2018 AW WRESTLER OF THE YEAR AND THEE LONGEST REIGNING ACTION WRESTLING UNITED STATES CHAMPION does the one thing that has eluded him his entire Hall of Fame career… I solidify my place in this company as THEE ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… You see, Sammy Kidsgrove gave it his best shot and no matter how much hyping I did for him, he couldn’t FINISH HIS MOVIE. He couldn’t get the job DONE… We both may have been Hollywood Elite, but we aren’t the same. Where he found content in the ending of his career in this industry, I found FIRE. I’m controversial and I know what it means to BE CANCELED, but I’m not going to simply go away just because some self righteous, social justice ass clowns demand it. I’m going to continue to ruffle feathers like no other and I am going to shut down all the naysayers who find joy in placing TFK in their collective MOUTHS. My name carries more weight than every curtain jerker, every hasbeen, and every NEVER WAS in this business, combined and you ALL KNOW IT… I see that look on your face, you have no idea who these people are that I simply wrote off without blinking an eye, so let me run that back a bit for you.”
Thad nods to the godlike camera.
“Try to keep up, will you… We will start with the obvious CURTAIN JERKERS of Action Wrestling. I realistically could just name them all Jaice Wilds, but that was so 5 years ago, amirite? But even that hack didn’t make enough of an impact as the door hitting his ass did on the way out. Give him credit for being the abysmal shits, at least he had the balls to ATTEMPT to make a ripple in this fucking ocean that is Action Wrestling. That’s more than the likes of Lazaro Vicente can say who will forever CHASE the gold without actually ever attaining it, or Ellie Austin and Alister McKissIT who tasted gold only for their glory to be ripped away without hesitation. I mean, those 2 aren’t even worthy of being called PAPER champions, their reigns did squat for their careers here and their position in Havoc will highlight that fact without question… Which is sad, because I had such high hopes for them on my talk show… Oh well, then there’s this Sitcom fellow who’s just a walking punchline and seems to be the second coming of those talentless hacks Cereal Man and Papa Johns. To call these people, Curtain Jerkers is an understatement, it truly insults the likes of guys like Max Daemon and Jonny Cedrone who have all the want and desire to be more than what they are, but obviously lack the physical ability to actually achieve shit in this industry. Sure, give them their flowers for finding Championships, but where's the gold now? What leg do they have to stand on to declare themselves worthy of capitalizing on the opportunity of Havoc? Throw Marcus Collins and Aoi Takahashi into that very same conversation as jobber cannon fodder who don't stand a chance in this match. Do you really think any Curtain Jerker that I've mentioned stands a chance against Top Tier guys like Oldin Balfore? Or Corey Black? They're the tag Champs, for Ron Jeremy's sake and they have made a career out of snuffing out pipe dreams of bottom feeders. These newcomers don't have any idea of what it takes to rise to the occasion when you're swimming with the most blood thirsty sharks in this business. Speaking of blood thirsty, there's no one as blood thirsty and as much of a gold digger as Lissie Hope and I wouldn't doubt her intentions of spreading herself even thinner just to get her greedy fingers on the AW World Heavyweight title again. But, her inability to find satisfaction, is probably why her bedroom door is constantly rotating."
Thad lightly laughs as he adjusts his tie and checks his sleeves in the mirror.
"Speaking of never being satisfied… How about Teo Blaze? Teo obviously steers clear of the main roster because he finds himself inadequate with the mature well seasoned crowd… Choosing to pick off the freshman who don't know any better. Yeah, I've seen that movie, more times than Dionysus can count. Heh, speaking of people who find it hard to get it up, the lord of the withered vine, still hasn't made it back to being taken seriously. Is he still selling pancakes with Motel 6 or something? Sad, he had so much promise after getting over the whole King of the Cardboard, homeless has-been gimmick… I suppose the Crimson Gladiator looks better on a tampon box nowadays instead of a serious name on an Action Wrestling marquee…"
Thad shrugs.
"I suppose it could be worse for him, he could be FPV coming back with all the hype in the world, just to piss away a championship and rely on a hope and a prayer that he can win Havoc, just so he can say that this was his plan all along… Can't shit on Frankie for always finding a way to spin his shortcomings, I guess… But the Queen or Princess or whatever Royal spot she decides on, shit probably King in this day and age… Serenity Holmes spins that shit better than any dj I know of. She can be on top, fall gracefully, and blame it all on her teen angst, her bastard father, her dimwitted ex boyfriend, or fucking period cramps, and the people are dumb enough to lap it up like a free all-you-can-eat buffet at The Exchange. Her father proved to be relentless through his hard work and determination… Serenity on the other hand is relentless with all of her tiresome excuses… They're not the same."
Thad looks at the godlike camera through the mirror.
"I know she just won the Action Wrestling Cruiserweight Championship, but what does that title have to do with the Heavyweight title? The 20th Century Girl needs to calm her A.D.D. ass down and focus on her show…"
Thad shrugs at the godlike camera.
"What? I heard everyone has A.D.D. nowadays."
Thad winks and continues on.
"But I digress… I'd like to take a moment to talk about the MAN who sent my boy, Sammy Kidsgrove out to pasture… Geraldo Angelo, you all sour bitch, you did IT. Good on you, bud, I bet you feel super accomplished, don't you? You get to declare that you're the last actor standing or some shit, yeah? But listen to me and listen clear… I have rubbed elbows with some of most ELITE in Hollywood and when your name came up in conversation, it wasn't mentioned in the most flattering fashion. Heidi Klum made an off putting remark about finding your last movie that went directly to DVD at a St. Vincent De Paul Thrift store in Skidrow… Geraldo, who buys DVDs anymore anyway? And seriously, not even the kind hearted Heidi Klum could say something positive about you. I played your matches back and you definitely earned respect in the ring, but between you and me… Your time in Action Wrestling is done and now that TFK is back, The Director is going to leave you on the cutting room floor in favor of MY OWN TALENT."
Thad does a spin showing off his perfectly tailored suit.
"The suit maketh the man, they say… But when TFK is wearing it, he makes the damn suit. That's what the World title is missing… It has had Dandy Divito's grimy hands on it 4 times and I know that shit doesn't clean off easily. I'm pretty sure his stagnant ass juices are still on my precious United States title…"
Thad shutters at the thought of Dandy's ass juices.
"I mentioned his Florida man meth shack in the woods having ass, to mention that even Downfall with his stupid name and all, found a way to raise his stock in Action Wrestling for 27 days after beating Dandy, before getting exiled to obscurity where he had to become shackled to the hardcore division… I have said it before and I'll say again, good on Downfall for making something of himself after having such a ridiculous name… But he had his 27 days of being at the top and we all see what good that did for the company… Tort and Pasta couldn't get the title off the biggest channel changer to ever grace Action Wrestling fast enough. Why else would he choose to go into the ultra violent hardcore division? It's the equivalent of a butt ugly person doing a podcast over doing a YouTube channel… Sorry, for Oldin Balfore, I'll make it more age inclusive, it's like an ugly person doing RADIO instead of television."
Thad smirks and then looks the godlike camera up and down.
"There's no saving you when it comes to looks and I'm not even going to try… We might as well talk about strategy for a second. The last entry goes to Carter Shaw who put on a masterclass by winning Battlebowl and the light shines the brightest on his chances to win Havoc for a 2nd time more now than ever… He has the prime spot, that many of us seasoned vets would sell our own mothers for… Believe me I tried. Heh, but as good of a spot that he has, it'd be even better if TFK wasn't a part of this year's Havoc, because no matter the strategies that my opponents have this year, I'm walking out the winner. You can be last like Mr. Shaw who will have to wait his turn to being eliminated or he could be like Tatiana Jolee who has turned heads this entire year, only to be "unlucky" to get the number one spot. She has had all eyes on her and what has she done with that kind of exposure? Shit, I know mattress actresses who have better sense of when to capitalize on their shot to gain more subscribers… Tatiana can't even get one over on the likes of Jill Park… Why? Because she has Torture watching her back? Okay, if she played into her curves like Jill Park, then Tatiana wouldn't be public enemy number one, she may actually get a chance to run the damn ball…"
Thad gives a confused look to the godlike camera.
"Oh, don't worry, I don't need MY curves to win over Torture and company, I have a plethora of women in waiting who can assist with my cause… The battlefield has been drawn up and I have my eye on each and everyone of my opponents in that match. They can be Curtain jerkers or top tier, but it only takes losing my focus once to be eliminated… Good thing, I'm going to have the future of Action Wrestling out there with me…"
Thad turns around and looks directly at the godlike camera.
"What? You thought me returning with Spoiler Alert was me trying to run an actual talk show? I was scouting the talent and I was seeing who had the freshest of talent that could use a bit more guidance to reach that next tier of their already stacked God given talent. The Dommy Mommy, the baddest bitch in all of Action Wrestling, Jessie Lee… It was a no brainer. I mean, she has all the components to be an unstoppable monster in Action Wrestling and with the right direction, she is going to do just that… Then there's our CBS Champion, Doc Holiday… I know what you're thinking, aren't Doc and Jessie fighting over the CBS Championship? And I simply say, competition builds a stronger bond through a mutual respect for each other, which will outdoubtedly lead to 2 top level competitors getting even hungrier. What more can I say about Doc Holiday? Him and I got onto the same page after hanging out at The Exchange and our business was solidified on Spoiler Alert. The kid has an IT factor and if you haven't seen already, he has proven he has the going power to back it all up too. He may have been gifted that CBS Championship, but he has already shut up the haters by being a fighting and defending champion. The sky's the limit for him… Just as the sky's the limit for my golden boy, James Freedom. The President and I have a lot of similar beliefs in this industry and I truly believe in him. He's going to surpass my longest US title reign and he's going to climb to that next level. They all will and I believe in each and everyone of my prized pupils, more than I ever believe in Shadowlove when he tried to ride mine and Sammy's coat tails in The Hollywood Elite. This crop of talent that joins me are a different breed. You see, we are all Tailor Made For Greatness and we will prove that not a single person on this roster measures up to us."
Thad brushes his right shoulder off and looks to the camera intently.
"They're too busy scrambling to find the formila to win this big match, that theyre forgetting what is the key to make it happen.. You see, success in the Havoc rumble is all about calling your shot and seeing it through… Look at our past victors. Wade Moor was the inagural winner, followed by Michael X, then Walter, then Spencer Adams, and then there's Carter Shaw who's looking do it TWICE. Walter and Shaw are the only 2 to win the World title at Evolution after surviving Havoc… Out of 5 men who put a stamp on their careers are Havoc and only 2 showed what it took to be a success with their golden opportunity? That my friends is unheard of in this day and age. So you can stand there and ask ME, what my chances are of winning it all?"
Thad locks eyes with the godlike camera.
"This isn't about a chance… This is about a freaking Hall of Famer coming back to remind every single person in that locker room, in the stands, and sitting at home all around the world, that TFK means TAILORED FUCKING KING and I'M BACK, BAY BAY!"
Thad smirks one last time.
“And if you want a Spoiler Alert, TFK is the WINNER OF HAVOC 2023 and TFK HAS BECOME THEE ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION AT EVOLUTION! Print it!”
TFK adjusts his tie in the mirror with a Million Dollar smile on his face as we fade to black.
The godlike camera flickers back to life as TFK is exiting the fitting room to the awaiting arms of Jefferson King, Thad's father.
"Thaddeus, that was phenomenal in there. It's good to see you elevated your game since you've been gone."
Thad snaps back.
"You act like I had a choice… This entire landscape has shifted and I have been watching guys who I stood shoulder to shoulder with, achieving those top tier spots that I should of had!"
Jefferson actually shows compassion, which isn't very much like him.
"You had a mental break, son, but look at you now. You've grown in stamina, strength, and confidence to boot."
"I hated… I absolutely despised watching Sam fall flat on his face when that title was dangled in front of him… I was sick to my stomach to see Dandy Divito find the World title draped around his putrid waist not once, but 4 god damn times! But what really sets me off is that Geraldo Angelo followed the blue print to become World Champion. He made his mark with the US title and he used that momentum to capture the one thing that I couldn't… So you can look at me and tell me that you see that I elevated myself, but THIS is a God damned necessity. I didn't come back to participate at Havoc as some kind of nostalgia act. I came back to prove all of my haters wrong and to show this younger generation of talent that I had the blueprint right, all along…"
"Son, just know that these guys you're stepping back into that ring with have elevated themselves as well and this isn't going to be some waltz through the park… They're going to be gunning for you, especially if you're looking to take their hard earned spot…"
"Hard earned? What hard earned spot? They've had their chance to step up to that top tier and after watching the same old same old fighting over Jill Park's World title, it's about time I come in there and show them how it's done. It takes more than an in ring prowess to win outright against Jill Park. It takes cunning and it takes the ability to navigate cut throat business minded ass holes to take that top spot."
Jefferson nods along.
"Red tape, black tape, sex tapes… Son, I've seen it all and I gotta say, Torture and Jill Park can be out done."
Thad smirks.
"You think entitled bitches like Ash Blake, Serenity Holmes, and Lissie Hope have the testicular fortitude to think beyond the squared circle? You think Oldin Balfore and Corey Black have the smarts to know that their collective journey back to the top is going to take more than beating down talentless tag teams and wet behind the ear try herds? I've told you, I have been watching every damn step of these people and I'm not going in blind. This right here is my chance to finally succeed where I failed before and I'm not going to let a single soul hold me back. They can throw a fit and aim to take me out for "stealing" their spot, but they'd be better off taking notes as I show them how to MAKE A DAMN IMPACT in this business."
Jefferson rests a hand on the shoulder and looks him in the eye.
"This is your time, son… Just as The King once said… It's now or never."
"Dad, this right here isn't some desire or want for me… I HAVE to do this. Where Sam failed at making the most out of his golden opportunity and letting his career fizzle out… I WILL NOT ALLOW IT."
"Then I suggest you go out there and remind every God damn person what a King can really fucking do when he puts his all into it! We move mountains, son and make attaining gold look easy."
"I am going to be ready for anything and I have the element of surprise on my side. The moment my music hits, that crowd is going to come alive, and every entrant is going to start second guessing their game plans… That's what separates the successful from the ignorant… Wade Moor, Michael X, Walter, Spencer Adams, and Carter Shaw… Those men had a plan for success and they all went into Havoc with a game plan. Some even used the element of surprise, but at the end of the day it was their determination."
Thad nods to Jefferson.
"I could've stayed gone and I could've chosen to be content just like Sammy… But this shit ain't over, not by a long shot. I'm coming back reinvigorated and beyond determined, dad. I have a point to prove and I'm not going to allow this golden opportunity to slip through my fingers EEEHVER EHGAIN!"
Jefferson chuckles.
"GO make your Spoiler Alert a reality, Thaddeus… Like only a King can."
Thad nods along and the both shakes hands.
"TFK is 2023's Havoc winner…"
The godlike camera flickers out, leaving the father and son shaking hands.
“Master King, will be with you soon enough…”
A few minutes goes by and in walks Thaddeus Franklin King, dressed in a fitted navy blue suit jacket, a green plaid vest, orange tie, blue trousers, and black wingtips. Thad flashes a Million dollar smile into the mirror and nods to the camera.
“God, it’s good to be the King. I’ve missed THIS, but a very special time of year is coming and YOUR’S TRULY is beyond ready to come back.”
Thad adjusts his hair to make sure it is spiked just right.
“It’s HAVOC season, bay bay and that takes us right into EVOLUTION where Thaddeus Franklin King 2018 AW WRESTLER OF THE YEAR AND THEE LONGEST REIGNING ACTION WRESTLING UNITED STATES CHAMPION does the one thing that has eluded him his entire Hall of Fame career… I solidify my place in this company as THEE ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION… You see, Sammy Kidsgrove gave it his best shot and no matter how much hyping I did for him, he couldn’t FINISH HIS MOVIE. He couldn’t get the job DONE… We both may have been Hollywood Elite, but we aren’t the same. Where he found content in the ending of his career in this industry, I found FIRE. I’m controversial and I know what it means to BE CANCELED, but I’m not going to simply go away just because some self righteous, social justice ass clowns demand it. I’m going to continue to ruffle feathers like no other and I am going to shut down all the naysayers who find joy in placing TFK in their collective MOUTHS. My name carries more weight than every curtain jerker, every hasbeen, and every NEVER WAS in this business, combined and you ALL KNOW IT… I see that look on your face, you have no idea who these people are that I simply wrote off without blinking an eye, so let me run that back a bit for you.”
Thad nods to the godlike camera.
“Try to keep up, will you… We will start with the obvious CURTAIN JERKERS of Action Wrestling. I realistically could just name them all Jaice Wilds, but that was so 5 years ago, amirite? But even that hack didn’t make enough of an impact as the door hitting his ass did on the way out. Give him credit for being the abysmal shits, at least he had the balls to ATTEMPT to make a ripple in this fucking ocean that is Action Wrestling. That’s more than the likes of Lazaro Vicente can say who will forever CHASE the gold without actually ever attaining it, or Ellie Austin and Alister McKissIT who tasted gold only for their glory to be ripped away without hesitation. I mean, those 2 aren’t even worthy of being called PAPER champions, their reigns did squat for their careers here and their position in Havoc will highlight that fact without question… Which is sad, because I had such high hopes for them on my talk show… Oh well, then there’s this Sitcom fellow who’s just a walking punchline and seems to be the second coming of those talentless hacks Cereal Man and Papa Johns. To call these people, Curtain Jerkers is an understatement, it truly insults the likes of guys like Max Daemon and Jonny Cedrone who have all the want and desire to be more than what they are, but obviously lack the physical ability to actually achieve shit in this industry. Sure, give them their flowers for finding Championships, but where's the gold now? What leg do they have to stand on to declare themselves worthy of capitalizing on the opportunity of Havoc? Throw Marcus Collins and Aoi Takahashi into that very same conversation as jobber cannon fodder who don't stand a chance in this match. Do you really think any Curtain Jerker that I've mentioned stands a chance against Top Tier guys like Oldin Balfore? Or Corey Black? They're the tag Champs, for Ron Jeremy's sake and they have made a career out of snuffing out pipe dreams of bottom feeders. These newcomers don't have any idea of what it takes to rise to the occasion when you're swimming with the most blood thirsty sharks in this business. Speaking of blood thirsty, there's no one as blood thirsty and as much of a gold digger as Lissie Hope and I wouldn't doubt her intentions of spreading herself even thinner just to get her greedy fingers on the AW World Heavyweight title again. But, her inability to find satisfaction, is probably why her bedroom door is constantly rotating."
Thad lightly laughs as he adjusts his tie and checks his sleeves in the mirror.
"Speaking of never being satisfied… How about Teo Blaze? Teo obviously steers clear of the main roster because he finds himself inadequate with the mature well seasoned crowd… Choosing to pick off the freshman who don't know any better. Yeah, I've seen that movie, more times than Dionysus can count. Heh, speaking of people who find it hard to get it up, the lord of the withered vine, still hasn't made it back to being taken seriously. Is he still selling pancakes with Motel 6 or something? Sad, he had so much promise after getting over the whole King of the Cardboard, homeless has-been gimmick… I suppose the Crimson Gladiator looks better on a tampon box nowadays instead of a serious name on an Action Wrestling marquee…"
Thad shrugs.
"I suppose it could be worse for him, he could be FPV coming back with all the hype in the world, just to piss away a championship and rely on a hope and a prayer that he can win Havoc, just so he can say that this was his plan all along… Can't shit on Frankie for always finding a way to spin his shortcomings, I guess… But the Queen or Princess or whatever Royal spot she decides on, shit probably King in this day and age… Serenity Holmes spins that shit better than any dj I know of. She can be on top, fall gracefully, and blame it all on her teen angst, her bastard father, her dimwitted ex boyfriend, or fucking period cramps, and the people are dumb enough to lap it up like a free all-you-can-eat buffet at The Exchange. Her father proved to be relentless through his hard work and determination… Serenity on the other hand is relentless with all of her tiresome excuses… They're not the same."
Thad looks at the godlike camera through the mirror.
"I know she just won the Action Wrestling Cruiserweight Championship, but what does that title have to do with the Heavyweight title? The 20th Century Girl needs to calm her A.D.D. ass down and focus on her show…"
Thad shrugs at the godlike camera.
"What? I heard everyone has A.D.D. nowadays."
Thad winks and continues on.
"But I digress… I'd like to take a moment to talk about the MAN who sent my boy, Sammy Kidsgrove out to pasture… Geraldo Angelo, you all sour bitch, you did IT. Good on you, bud, I bet you feel super accomplished, don't you? You get to declare that you're the last actor standing or some shit, yeah? But listen to me and listen clear… I have rubbed elbows with some of most ELITE in Hollywood and when your name came up in conversation, it wasn't mentioned in the most flattering fashion. Heidi Klum made an off putting remark about finding your last movie that went directly to DVD at a St. Vincent De Paul Thrift store in Skidrow… Geraldo, who buys DVDs anymore anyway? And seriously, not even the kind hearted Heidi Klum could say something positive about you. I played your matches back and you definitely earned respect in the ring, but between you and me… Your time in Action Wrestling is done and now that TFK is back, The Director is going to leave you on the cutting room floor in favor of MY OWN TALENT."
Thad does a spin showing off his perfectly tailored suit.
"The suit maketh the man, they say… But when TFK is wearing it, he makes the damn suit. That's what the World title is missing… It has had Dandy Divito's grimy hands on it 4 times and I know that shit doesn't clean off easily. I'm pretty sure his stagnant ass juices are still on my precious United States title…"
Thad shutters at the thought of Dandy's ass juices.
"I mentioned his Florida man meth shack in the woods having ass, to mention that even Downfall with his stupid name and all, found a way to raise his stock in Action Wrestling for 27 days after beating Dandy, before getting exiled to obscurity where he had to become shackled to the hardcore division… I have said it before and I'll say again, good on Downfall for making something of himself after having such a ridiculous name… But he had his 27 days of being at the top and we all see what good that did for the company… Tort and Pasta couldn't get the title off the biggest channel changer to ever grace Action Wrestling fast enough. Why else would he choose to go into the ultra violent hardcore division? It's the equivalent of a butt ugly person doing a podcast over doing a YouTube channel… Sorry, for Oldin Balfore, I'll make it more age inclusive, it's like an ugly person doing RADIO instead of television."
Thad smirks and then looks the godlike camera up and down.
"There's no saving you when it comes to looks and I'm not even going to try… We might as well talk about strategy for a second. The last entry goes to Carter Shaw who put on a masterclass by winning Battlebowl and the light shines the brightest on his chances to win Havoc for a 2nd time more now than ever… He has the prime spot, that many of us seasoned vets would sell our own mothers for… Believe me I tried. Heh, but as good of a spot that he has, it'd be even better if TFK wasn't a part of this year's Havoc, because no matter the strategies that my opponents have this year, I'm walking out the winner. You can be last like Mr. Shaw who will have to wait his turn to being eliminated or he could be like Tatiana Jolee who has turned heads this entire year, only to be "unlucky" to get the number one spot. She has had all eyes on her and what has she done with that kind of exposure? Shit, I know mattress actresses who have better sense of when to capitalize on their shot to gain more subscribers… Tatiana can't even get one over on the likes of Jill Park… Why? Because she has Torture watching her back? Okay, if she played into her curves like Jill Park, then Tatiana wouldn't be public enemy number one, she may actually get a chance to run the damn ball…"
Thad gives a confused look to the godlike camera.
"Oh, don't worry, I don't need MY curves to win over Torture and company, I have a plethora of women in waiting who can assist with my cause… The battlefield has been drawn up and I have my eye on each and everyone of my opponents in that match. They can be Curtain jerkers or top tier, but it only takes losing my focus once to be eliminated… Good thing, I'm going to have the future of Action Wrestling out there with me…"
Thad turns around and looks directly at the godlike camera.
"What? You thought me returning with Spoiler Alert was me trying to run an actual talk show? I was scouting the talent and I was seeing who had the freshest of talent that could use a bit more guidance to reach that next tier of their already stacked God given talent. The Dommy Mommy, the baddest bitch in all of Action Wrestling, Jessie Lee… It was a no brainer. I mean, she has all the components to be an unstoppable monster in Action Wrestling and with the right direction, she is going to do just that… Then there's our CBS Champion, Doc Holiday… I know what you're thinking, aren't Doc and Jessie fighting over the CBS Championship? And I simply say, competition builds a stronger bond through a mutual respect for each other, which will outdoubtedly lead to 2 top level competitors getting even hungrier. What more can I say about Doc Holiday? Him and I got onto the same page after hanging out at The Exchange and our business was solidified on Spoiler Alert. The kid has an IT factor and if you haven't seen already, he has proven he has the going power to back it all up too. He may have been gifted that CBS Championship, but he has already shut up the haters by being a fighting and defending champion. The sky's the limit for him… Just as the sky's the limit for my golden boy, James Freedom. The President and I have a lot of similar beliefs in this industry and I truly believe in him. He's going to surpass my longest US title reign and he's going to climb to that next level. They all will and I believe in each and everyone of my prized pupils, more than I ever believe in Shadowlove when he tried to ride mine and Sammy's coat tails in The Hollywood Elite. This crop of talent that joins me are a different breed. You see, we are all Tailor Made For Greatness and we will prove that not a single person on this roster measures up to us."
Thad brushes his right shoulder off and looks to the camera intently.
"They're too busy scrambling to find the formila to win this big match, that theyre forgetting what is the key to make it happen.. You see, success in the Havoc rumble is all about calling your shot and seeing it through… Look at our past victors. Wade Moor was the inagural winner, followed by Michael X, then Walter, then Spencer Adams, and then there's Carter Shaw who's looking do it TWICE. Walter and Shaw are the only 2 to win the World title at Evolution after surviving Havoc… Out of 5 men who put a stamp on their careers are Havoc and only 2 showed what it took to be a success with their golden opportunity? That my friends is unheard of in this day and age. So you can stand there and ask ME, what my chances are of winning it all?"
Thad locks eyes with the godlike camera.
"This isn't about a chance… This is about a freaking Hall of Famer coming back to remind every single person in that locker room, in the stands, and sitting at home all around the world, that TFK means TAILORED FUCKING KING and I'M BACK, BAY BAY!"
Thad smirks one last time.
“And if you want a Spoiler Alert, TFK is the WINNER OF HAVOC 2023 and TFK HAS BECOME THEE ACTION WRESTLING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION AT EVOLUTION! Print it!”
TFK adjusts his tie in the mirror with a Million Dollar smile on his face as we fade to black.
The godlike camera flickers back to life as TFK is exiting the fitting room to the awaiting arms of Jefferson King, Thad's father.
"Thaddeus, that was phenomenal in there. It's good to see you elevated your game since you've been gone."
Thad snaps back.
"You act like I had a choice… This entire landscape has shifted and I have been watching guys who I stood shoulder to shoulder with, achieving those top tier spots that I should of had!"
Jefferson actually shows compassion, which isn't very much like him.
"You had a mental break, son, but look at you now. You've grown in stamina, strength, and confidence to boot."
"I hated… I absolutely despised watching Sam fall flat on his face when that title was dangled in front of him… I was sick to my stomach to see Dandy Divito find the World title draped around his putrid waist not once, but 4 god damn times! But what really sets me off is that Geraldo Angelo followed the blue print to become World Champion. He made his mark with the US title and he used that momentum to capture the one thing that I couldn't… So you can look at me and tell me that you see that I elevated myself, but THIS is a God damned necessity. I didn't come back to participate at Havoc as some kind of nostalgia act. I came back to prove all of my haters wrong and to show this younger generation of talent that I had the blueprint right, all along…"
"Son, just know that these guys you're stepping back into that ring with have elevated themselves as well and this isn't going to be some waltz through the park… They're going to be gunning for you, especially if you're looking to take their hard earned spot…"
"Hard earned? What hard earned spot? They've had their chance to step up to that top tier and after watching the same old same old fighting over Jill Park's World title, it's about time I come in there and show them how it's done. It takes more than an in ring prowess to win outright against Jill Park. It takes cunning and it takes the ability to navigate cut throat business minded ass holes to take that top spot."
Jefferson nods along.
"Red tape, black tape, sex tapes… Son, I've seen it all and I gotta say, Torture and Jill Park can be out done."
Thad smirks.
"You think entitled bitches like Ash Blake, Serenity Holmes, and Lissie Hope have the testicular fortitude to think beyond the squared circle? You think Oldin Balfore and Corey Black have the smarts to know that their collective journey back to the top is going to take more than beating down talentless tag teams and wet behind the ear try herds? I've told you, I have been watching every damn step of these people and I'm not going in blind. This right here is my chance to finally succeed where I failed before and I'm not going to let a single soul hold me back. They can throw a fit and aim to take me out for "stealing" their spot, but they'd be better off taking notes as I show them how to MAKE A DAMN IMPACT in this business."
Jefferson rests a hand on the shoulder and looks him in the eye.
"This is your time, son… Just as The King once said… It's now or never."
"Dad, this right here isn't some desire or want for me… I HAVE to do this. Where Sam failed at making the most out of his golden opportunity and letting his career fizzle out… I WILL NOT ALLOW IT."
"Then I suggest you go out there and remind every God damn person what a King can really fucking do when he puts his all into it! We move mountains, son and make attaining gold look easy."
"I am going to be ready for anything and I have the element of surprise on my side. The moment my music hits, that crowd is going to come alive, and every entrant is going to start second guessing their game plans… That's what separates the successful from the ignorant… Wade Moor, Michael X, Walter, Spencer Adams, and Carter Shaw… Those men had a plan for success and they all went into Havoc with a game plan. Some even used the element of surprise, but at the end of the day it was their determination."
Thad nods to Jefferson.
"I could've stayed gone and I could've chosen to be content just like Sammy… But this shit ain't over, not by a long shot. I'm coming back reinvigorated and beyond determined, dad. I have a point to prove and I'm not going to allow this golden opportunity to slip through my fingers EEEHVER EHGAIN!"
Jefferson chuckles.
"GO make your Spoiler Alert a reality, Thaddeus… Like only a King can."
Thad nods along and the both shakes hands.
"TFK is 2023's Havoc winner…"
The godlike camera flickers out, leaving the father and son shaking hands.