Post by Guillotine (QDT) on Jan 6, 2019 18:54:54 GMT -5
Usually my videos are off the beaten track. Fortune tellers, prisons, curry challenges, spiders, spoof nativities... AW defo stretch the budget for me. Not today. I got too much to say so let's keep it simple. Papa Giacomo has been left at home. All I need is a camera crew, an empty arena, the ring in which I sit, propped up on a turnbuckle, and the undivided attention of Wilds, Cage, Monster and, if you'd be so kind, you.
Last you saw me, I lost my title but was neither pinned or tapped. Neither of which I've done in AW to date. This is my first real setback. How I respond will tell you a lot about who I am and where I'm going in this damn business.
People think I'm this boy wonder, shielded by my old man; a prodigy who has never known adversity. Not true. Rest assured my life has known many tragedies. I said Ms. Monster winning the title would drag the 201 & Fun division to hell. Hyperbole, right? It's not. I don't care what stunt she and Blackstone are playing with the faux tension. He's still pulling her strings and manipulating the company into protecting her spot. Case in point - there's two number one contender matches this week. What's that leading towards? Another triple threat where Blackstone can occupy me on the outside while Monster pins the weaker opponent, of course. They're snakes.
I've been raised to honour women. I've never hit one in my life... until I met Monster. She's nasty, crude and has no respect for anything. JP is even worse. And hey, I was just doing my job, correct? That was my justification.
But, in my heart of hearts, I wonder if I went as hard on Monster as on Wilds? Doubt it. I held back. I tried to see the Monster but kept seeing the woman. I'm all for equal opportunity ass kicking but I can't shun every value I know to be right, unlike her. Maybe that's where a triple threat could benefit me. I can focus on the other opponent. Speaking of which, first I have to get past my old friend Jaice Wilds and Roderick Cage at Clash.
Jaice, I got a lot of time for you. We started off on the wrong foot but had a classic at Turmoil. I see you've found romance. Good for you. You've also had to contend with some pathetic sneak attacks. I don't know who's behind that but if they get involved in our match, we can annihilate them together.
Maybe I should be mad at you. After all, Ms. Monster pinned you for MY title. But no, I take responsibility. It was my loss too; shouldda' broken up the pin in time. Can't say I'm not disappointed, though. I thought I'd reinvigorated you after Turmoil. I saw a glint in your eyes. But ever since then, you've been going through the motions again. Our match could've propelled you into the World Title scene in the twilight of your career... but you're too consumed with avenging what you aren't capable of avenging. You should have moved on and followed your dreams, not wasting time trying to hang with me. You can't, I'm sorry to say. Not even sure you can hang with Monster...
I get a text message from Papa.
Papa says Roderick's monthly promo's out; like period blood leaving its mess again. An errant follow-through fart stinking up the joint. Wow, so apparently he called me generic. Ironic, hey "Cage", Create A Wrestler v1.0. The guy whose USP is that he's a... wrestler... who loves... wrestling. Great. Supposedly he didn't even know my name. No surprise. Cage, you're lazy. You show up here and there with your Crazy Frogs and Nyan Cats but you offer nothing of value. You don't even care. You're an opportunist vulture, looking to swoop to desperate success rather than put in the real legwork. You think I'm vulnerable after my title loss so this is finally your chance. Spoiler - it isn't. Go back to sleep now, ok. Night night boy. See you next month, if you can be bothered.
That's a wrap, folks.
Last you saw me, I lost my title but was neither pinned or tapped. Neither of which I've done in AW to date. This is my first real setback. How I respond will tell you a lot about who I am and where I'm going in this damn business.
People think I'm this boy wonder, shielded by my old man; a prodigy who has never known adversity. Not true. Rest assured my life has known many tragedies. I said Ms. Monster winning the title would drag the 201 & Fun division to hell. Hyperbole, right? It's not. I don't care what stunt she and Blackstone are playing with the faux tension. He's still pulling her strings and manipulating the company into protecting her spot. Case in point - there's two number one contender matches this week. What's that leading towards? Another triple threat where Blackstone can occupy me on the outside while Monster pins the weaker opponent, of course. They're snakes.
I've been raised to honour women. I've never hit one in my life... until I met Monster. She's nasty, crude and has no respect for anything. JP is even worse. And hey, I was just doing my job, correct? That was my justification.
But, in my heart of hearts, I wonder if I went as hard on Monster as on Wilds? Doubt it. I held back. I tried to see the Monster but kept seeing the woman. I'm all for equal opportunity ass kicking but I can't shun every value I know to be right, unlike her. Maybe that's where a triple threat could benefit me. I can focus on the other opponent. Speaking of which, first I have to get past my old friend Jaice Wilds and Roderick Cage at Clash.
Jaice, I got a lot of time for you. We started off on the wrong foot but had a classic at Turmoil. I see you've found romance. Good for you. You've also had to contend with some pathetic sneak attacks. I don't know who's behind that but if they get involved in our match, we can annihilate them together.
Maybe I should be mad at you. After all, Ms. Monster pinned you for MY title. But no, I take responsibility. It was my loss too; shouldda' broken up the pin in time. Can't say I'm not disappointed, though. I thought I'd reinvigorated you after Turmoil. I saw a glint in your eyes. But ever since then, you've been going through the motions again. Our match could've propelled you into the World Title scene in the twilight of your career... but you're too consumed with avenging what you aren't capable of avenging. You should have moved on and followed your dreams, not wasting time trying to hang with me. You can't, I'm sorry to say. Not even sure you can hang with Monster...
I get a text message from Papa.
Papa says Roderick's monthly promo's out; like period blood leaving its mess again. An errant follow-through fart stinking up the joint. Wow, so apparently he called me generic. Ironic, hey "Cage", Create A Wrestler v1.0. The guy whose USP is that he's a... wrestler... who loves... wrestling. Great. Supposedly he didn't even know my name. No surprise. Cage, you're lazy. You show up here and there with your Crazy Frogs and Nyan Cats but you offer nothing of value. You don't even care. You're an opportunist vulture, looking to swoop to desperate success rather than put in the real legwork. You think I'm vulnerable after my title loss so this is finally your chance. Spoiler - it isn't. Go back to sleep now, ok. Night night boy. See you next month, if you can be bothered.
That's a wrap, folks.