Post by Jaice Wilds on Nov 4, 2023 19:36:58 GMT -5
The following is a letter addressed to Raja and Joey Scala, intercepted and published to the Action Wrestling website.
I gave you an out, Raja.
All you had to do was sit back, relax, and let me do my thing. So. Fucking. Simple. You stay out of my business, and this triple threat becomes a one-on-one bout.
But you just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? You couldn't keep your hand out of the proverbial cookie jar, and now I have to teach you a very important lesson. Now, I have to punish you like the impudent child you are. And it starts with taking away the thing you love most- that CBS Championship.
I know you're used to being handed everything, Raja. And if it isn't simply given to you, you manipulate things to your favor a la your personal fluffers. You've grown complacent in a life that is made easy by your position in Tripura; and therein lies your greatest weakness.
Greed.
Despite all the comforts you've been afforded in life, it's never been enough for you. You aren't content with being Indian royalty; you needed to rule. So you prepared to become the leader of Tripura… until your cousin returned to ascend his throne. So, in your jealous rage, you had to take over his place stateside. But was it enough to be a consistent face on the roster? The roster he opened the gate for you to join?? No, never you. You had to overshadow him; to become the greatest name in the business. So you set your sights on the CBS Championship, employing two barely functioning lackeys to help you retain it- because, let's face it, you lack the talent to defend it on your own merit. And yet, despite proving week in and week out that you are entirely unable to reach the heights of your cousin's fame on your own, you continue to claim greatness that you haven't earned. Pathetic.
So what does one do when a title belt is being held hostage by a sorry excuse for disgraced royalty??
You send more royalty. True royalty. WRESTLING royalty. Mayhaps, even… the Emperor of Hell Dorado.
Raja,bring everything you have to the table. Bring your little butt buddies, your manservants, your nannies; bring the whole of fucking Tripura for all I give a shit. Just know one thing: I gave you a chance to walk away from me. And Monday, I'm walking away- with your title, bitch.
Don't believe for a moment that I've forgotten about you, Joseph. As I told you last week, nobody comes for me without facing the backlash. You got a taste of what I am truly capable of… until our shared opponent dipped his nose into our match, unwittingly saving your ass from certain defeat. At this point, you should be thanking Raja for putting that asterisk on our match; without the Keer Twins' interference, you would have been worse off and without an excuse for your defeat. I'll give you your props; you put up a little more fight than I was expecting from you. But at the end of the day, there should never have been doubt about who was walking out of Clash with the victory. I mean… I'm Jaice fuckin Wilds. And you're… you.
Allow me to provide you some advice, kid. There is no way in hell that you're pulling a win off my back. So you've got one shot and one shot alone to take this match- and it's through Raja. You want to escape this match relatively unscathed and with the CBS Title? Pick your spots, recognize your moment and seize the chance to pin the Champ when you get it. If you don't, Joseph; if you don't seize just the right moment to capitalize on a moment of Raja's weakness, you're going to fail harder than you did in your sixth attempt at the 4th grade.
I swear to you that I will make you regret the day you put fingers to keyboard and came at me, of all people.
I have a destiny in this business. And although I never saw it taking this particular turn, I am ready to ascend the throne that is the CBS Championship. And when I'm done smacking you both around like red-headed stepchildren, I'll be taking that title with me to CruiserClash where it can have new, interesting, chaotic challengers to elevate it to heights neither of you would have ever been able to take it to. And when that happens, you'll both be dropped back into the pool of irrelevance where you rightfully belong.
I gave you an out, Raja.
All you had to do was sit back, relax, and let me do my thing. So. Fucking. Simple. You stay out of my business, and this triple threat becomes a one-on-one bout.
But you just couldn't leave well enough alone, could you? You couldn't keep your hand out of the proverbial cookie jar, and now I have to teach you a very important lesson. Now, I have to punish you like the impudent child you are. And it starts with taking away the thing you love most- that CBS Championship.
I know you're used to being handed everything, Raja. And if it isn't simply given to you, you manipulate things to your favor a la your personal fluffers. You've grown complacent in a life that is made easy by your position in Tripura; and therein lies your greatest weakness.
Greed.
Despite all the comforts you've been afforded in life, it's never been enough for you. You aren't content with being Indian royalty; you needed to rule. So you prepared to become the leader of Tripura… until your cousin returned to ascend his throne. So, in your jealous rage, you had to take over his place stateside. But was it enough to be a consistent face on the roster? The roster he opened the gate for you to join?? No, never you. You had to overshadow him; to become the greatest name in the business. So you set your sights on the CBS Championship, employing two barely functioning lackeys to help you retain it- because, let's face it, you lack the talent to defend it on your own merit. And yet, despite proving week in and week out that you are entirely unable to reach the heights of your cousin's fame on your own, you continue to claim greatness that you haven't earned. Pathetic.
So what does one do when a title belt is being held hostage by a sorry excuse for disgraced royalty??
You send more royalty. True royalty. WRESTLING royalty. Mayhaps, even… the Emperor of Hell Dorado.
Raja,bring everything you have to the table. Bring your little butt buddies, your manservants, your nannies; bring the whole of fucking Tripura for all I give a shit. Just know one thing: I gave you a chance to walk away from me. And Monday, I'm walking away- with your title, bitch.
Don't believe for a moment that I've forgotten about you, Joseph. As I told you last week, nobody comes for me without facing the backlash. You got a taste of what I am truly capable of… until our shared opponent dipped his nose into our match, unwittingly saving your ass from certain defeat. At this point, you should be thanking Raja for putting that asterisk on our match; without the Keer Twins' interference, you would have been worse off and without an excuse for your defeat. I'll give you your props; you put up a little more fight than I was expecting from you. But at the end of the day, there should never have been doubt about who was walking out of Clash with the victory. I mean… I'm Jaice fuckin Wilds. And you're… you.
Allow me to provide you some advice, kid. There is no way in hell that you're pulling a win off my back. So you've got one shot and one shot alone to take this match- and it's through Raja. You want to escape this match relatively unscathed and with the CBS Title? Pick your spots, recognize your moment and seize the chance to pin the Champ when you get it. If you don't, Joseph; if you don't seize just the right moment to capitalize on a moment of Raja's weakness, you're going to fail harder than you did in your sixth attempt at the 4th grade.
I swear to you that I will make you regret the day you put fingers to keyboard and came at me, of all people.
I have a destiny in this business. And although I never saw it taking this particular turn, I am ready to ascend the throne that is the CBS Championship. And when I'm done smacking you both around like red-headed stepchildren, I'll be taking that title with me to CruiserClash where it can have new, interesting, chaotic challengers to elevate it to heights neither of you would have ever been able to take it to. And when that happens, you'll both be dropped back into the pool of irrelevance where you rightfully belong.