Trail to 2020 (Part 1): My End
Dec 1, 2019 22:22:01 GMT -5
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Post by Quixote Della Torre on Dec 1, 2019 22:22:01 GMT -5
Four minutes. Hit the selling points. Leave pauses so the boys can dice and splice in post. And remember, kick ass!
Despite familiar beet red 'coitus cheeks', Jenna preserves consummate professionalism... and the worst kept secret in wrestling. She retreats behind camera, peripheral to intense illumination, yet most dazzling thing in this studio. One of several bowstrings, this new producer gig suits her. Why should I jeopardise that?
Action!
If my shitstain parents taught me anything, it was responsibility. AW had the responsibility to follow up #WrestleSeason, the hottest 6 week jubilee, with searing impetus to propel us into 2020. My misfortune alchemised into their fortune as QDT was forced to return to the house I'd crafted into a fuckin' palace. Hence #CrusierSeason was born; a glimpse of the future as the new decade looms. Even though I ultimately prevailed, everyone recognised I gifted Derrick Vayden keys to the kingdom at Havoc; the night I soared from future to NOW. Kudos, he made it his home. He became future. Together, Vayden and I had the responsibility to be the wings #CruiserSeason could fly off, with new havoc rumbling in the distance...
… He couldn't carry that responsibility. He lost MY damn title, condemned my palace to wreck and ruin, let a trespasser steal the keys.
Bolas, you're as culpable as your fellow QDT fanboy Vayden. You let him get too comfortable in the palace. Lemme pop you a stiffy - you're talented. I could even say... I like you... if I'd stumbled into as many (fourth) walls as you clearly have. But this ain't another shitty Mexican soap where you're the light relief; this is ADUB. You were supposed to challenge Vayden Enterprise. With fresh sharks swimming our waters and the killer whale QDT lurking, didn't you hear the emergency siren? Instead of putting down an anchor, you decided to play WANKER.
I cringe inwardly as Jenna raises her eyebrows at my... candour.
Iron sharpens iron... but Arana, you were a dull edge. Speaking of which, hey Straight Edge Supernerd, VHS. 2 wins out of 2, bravo. Seizing responsibility; nice. Well, you can't claim credit for the Turmoil win that gave you this opportunity. That was?... Oh yeah, ME. You might be capturing minds, twisting limbs... but that don’t translate into winning hearts. Your technical acumen no doubt helps you reverse Dragon Sleepers but, I promise, once THIS dragon swift-kicks your skull on Clash, you'll be the one fast asleep. You can "show" us all you want but no one's watching because you're so fucking boring. Don't fret, you're so concerned with mechanics? As it's Christmas soon, Angel QDT will end you so neatly and meticulously you can call me "immaculate contraception".
In return for safeguarding your dignity, VHS, perhaps you can hook me up with a tape trader - I'm gonna have to go back to the 80s to locate any Kitty Petrova highlights. Klitty, you squawk out your fuckin’ orifices worse than Bolas’ seagull with your inane, narcissistic, self-obsessed blogs and ramblings. Coming in all faux humble 2 weeks ago - "I'm just getting my feet wet"... hmm, them feet must be as arid as pussies during a Raging Dead match because you showed none of us even faint acknowledgement last week. Ability alone won't cut it, crusty cunt. Even *I*, Cruiserweight cornerstone, took time to trawl through your shitty OCW clips. Who the fuck you think you are? Maybe I'll ask the string of men you used - Mike, Alexander, Brad, Petrov... who's current victim? Hajeet?
Hunter.
Whatever. You negate responsibility for everything; drama, deaths, bunkers, even burning homeless men alive. You habitually yield destruction upon those who get close to you...
Jenna's eyes glare like mirrors as my parents, Tawny and my unborn daughter weigh heavily upon my mind. I suppress the uncomfortable irony of what lingers on my tongue about my disgraced friend.
Derrick Vayden abdicated his responsibility. Dreams of QDT/Vayden transmuted into his nightmare. I WILL become number 1 contender to MY Cruiserweight Title. At Thirteen, I WILL bring life where there's Raging Death. I WILL do what Vayden failed to do.
I will keep everything safe. I'm keeping my end of the deal.
Despite familiar beet red 'coitus cheeks', Jenna preserves consummate professionalism... and the worst kept secret in wrestling. She retreats behind camera, peripheral to intense illumination, yet most dazzling thing in this studio. One of several bowstrings, this new producer gig suits her. Why should I jeopardise that?
Action!
If my shitstain parents taught me anything, it was responsibility. AW had the responsibility to follow up #WrestleSeason, the hottest 6 week jubilee, with searing impetus to propel us into 2020. My misfortune alchemised into their fortune as QDT was forced to return to the house I'd crafted into a fuckin' palace. Hence #CrusierSeason was born; a glimpse of the future as the new decade looms. Even though I ultimately prevailed, everyone recognised I gifted Derrick Vayden keys to the kingdom at Havoc; the night I soared from future to NOW. Kudos, he made it his home. He became future. Together, Vayden and I had the responsibility to be the wings #CruiserSeason could fly off, with new havoc rumbling in the distance...
… He couldn't carry that responsibility. He lost MY damn title, condemned my palace to wreck and ruin, let a trespasser steal the keys.
Bolas, you're as culpable as your fellow QDT fanboy Vayden. You let him get too comfortable in the palace. Lemme pop you a stiffy - you're talented. I could even say... I like you... if I'd stumbled into as many (fourth) walls as you clearly have. But this ain't another shitty Mexican soap where you're the light relief; this is ADUB. You were supposed to challenge Vayden Enterprise. With fresh sharks swimming our waters and the killer whale QDT lurking, didn't you hear the emergency siren? Instead of putting down an anchor, you decided to play WANKER.
I cringe inwardly as Jenna raises her eyebrows at my... candour.
Iron sharpens iron... but Arana, you were a dull edge. Speaking of which, hey Straight Edge Supernerd, VHS. 2 wins out of 2, bravo. Seizing responsibility; nice. Well, you can't claim credit for the Turmoil win that gave you this opportunity. That was?... Oh yeah, ME. You might be capturing minds, twisting limbs... but that don’t translate into winning hearts. Your technical acumen no doubt helps you reverse Dragon Sleepers but, I promise, once THIS dragon swift-kicks your skull on Clash, you'll be the one fast asleep. You can "show" us all you want but no one's watching because you're so fucking boring. Don't fret, you're so concerned with mechanics? As it's Christmas soon, Angel QDT will end you so neatly and meticulously you can call me "immaculate contraception".
In return for safeguarding your dignity, VHS, perhaps you can hook me up with a tape trader - I'm gonna have to go back to the 80s to locate any Kitty Petrova highlights. Klitty, you squawk out your fuckin’ orifices worse than Bolas’ seagull with your inane, narcissistic, self-obsessed blogs and ramblings. Coming in all faux humble 2 weeks ago - "I'm just getting my feet wet"... hmm, them feet must be as arid as pussies during a Raging Dead match because you showed none of us even faint acknowledgement last week. Ability alone won't cut it, crusty cunt. Even *I*, Cruiserweight cornerstone, took time to trawl through your shitty OCW clips. Who the fuck you think you are? Maybe I'll ask the string of men you used - Mike, Alexander, Brad, Petrov... who's current victim? Hajeet?
Hunter.
Whatever. You negate responsibility for everything; drama, deaths, bunkers, even burning homeless men alive. You habitually yield destruction upon those who get close to you...
Jenna's eyes glare like mirrors as my parents, Tawny and my unborn daughter weigh heavily upon my mind. I suppress the uncomfortable irony of what lingers on my tongue about my disgraced friend.
Derrick Vayden abdicated his responsibility. Dreams of QDT/Vayden transmuted into his nightmare. I WILL become number 1 contender to MY Cruiserweight Title. At Thirteen, I WILL bring life where there's Raging Death. I WILL do what Vayden failed to do.
I will keep everything safe. I'm keeping my end of the deal.