Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi "Wash and Repeat. Your Failure"
Mar 1, 2018 20:10:19 GMT -5
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Post by Charlie 'The Ghost' Rossi on Mar 1, 2018 20:10:19 GMT -5
Murder in the murderer is no such ruinous thought as poets and romancers will have it; it does not unsettle him, or fright him from his ordinary notice of trifles: it is an act quite easy to be contemplated, but in its sequel, it turns out to be a horrible jangle and confounding of all relations.
-RALPH WALDO EMERSON, Essays-
Confessions of "The Ring Rat Killer"
Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi Chronicles
Journal 23 entry 4th dated: March 1st,2018.
A strong breeze blew down from Savannah, Georgia . It rippled across the old building. She walked out the
doors of her apartment building humming a tune to a poplar overly played pop song. She rummaged
through her designer purse and found her crimson number five lipstick. I had been watching her
now for nearly three days. In between my time in photo shoots, autograph signing, meet and greets,
and your usual trivial endeavors of being a popular public figure traveling from town to town hiding as my alias
of twenty years.
Samantha Garvey
would be my second meal in two weeks. Samantha Garvey fits all that I have come to consider being
apart of my ever growing menu and distaste for whores of the squared circle.
I felt my senses heighten as she pressed her key into the door lock
of the two door coupe. I could smell the night blooming jasmine in the air and on the tip of my tongue
I could taste a metallic metal only urging me forward as I press myself behind Samantha Garvey placing
my free hand around her waist and the white cloth soaked in rat poison to her mouth.
(anticoagulant + antibiotic + vitamin D)
Boy, did she
wiggle and flail wickedly making it that more intoxicating as I dragged her motionless body to my
waiting 97 Chevy Suburban.
-Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi -
Charlie "The Ghost" Rossi's Internalized Monologue
Capitalizing on ones short comings. Multiple times she came so close but no cigar . Multiple times you have failed
where success looked to be within your grasp and you were denied multiple times. I have watched you
rattle off excuse after excuse as to why you lost but never once have you smarted up to see that a person of
insanity is one that continues to do the same thing over and over again expecting different results. Proof they say is in the pudding
my dear and you have been on the losing end every single time you have be in or near me.
You are the quintessential definition of a sore loser. You have pouted and thrown your fit to only realize you
are back to square one. No championship, no win, just a constant and ever present L in the record books.
What makes you think that this time is your lucky charm. You can have your four leaf clover and shake your rabbits
foot for good luck all you want I can promise you that when that bell rings all the luck in the world goes out the
window and you are left with the realization that I have had your number since day one and honestly there is no
changing it. The odds are not in your favor and I can promise you ten out of ten times I will forever be better
and more prepared than you will be. Over and over again people play the same old song and dance route with me
and over and over again I prove to be the victor in combat. What I have come to love about this sport is that
not only is it a test of ability and agility but it is a thinking man's game more than ever.
Those that reach the level
of success as myself continue to evolve with the times and history is forever written by those that change and evolve
with the times. Experience either you have it or you don't. There is something slightly comical in that statement. Why? A simple
one experience is like a badge of honor either you have it or you don't. There is no in between. I am not here having
to play Jedi mind tricks with you. I tell you what I am going to do and every time I execute it flawlessly. Again,
when I say that I am going to put you through a hold for hold you cannot match me in strength or stamina let
all knowledge and experience stated since day one is not in your favor either. Honestly. a long hard look in the mirror
will tell you that you are fucked.
Here we are on the grandest stage of them all for Action Wrestling thousands in
attendance and millions will be glued to there couches cheering on there favorites. Where
if this were a popularity contest hands down you may have that one in the bag but this
is reality. And reality says a pie of humble pie is best served cold bitch. You will face the
guillotine as your ancestors did in there day and you will fall victim to the headless horseman as they did.
Decapitation will serve your head on a silver-platter on my mantle of victims that have fallen
in the wake of there selfish pride. Twenty years has come and gone. The list of men and women that have
come before you is a lengthy Eavan Maloney you honestly are a carbon copy of to many flash in the pan
men and woman who are left in the record books as nothing more that causalities of war. Nothing personal
just strictly business.