One Tyme 4 D.F. and A.W. Mind (992 Words)
Feb 19, 2021 19:59:19 GMT -5
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Post by John Black on Feb 19, 2021 19:59:19 GMT -5
[The scene opens up with images of Downfall from the start of his time to AW until his first reign as the TV Champion. Then we see some of his promo he cut against JB, all chopped and screwed. Then it cuts off quickly, and it cuts to JB in his coat walking down the street with his hands in his pocket.]
“Looks like Downfall got me, he got me pretty good with his words. He knows how’s to lay in his words to his foes in this line of fire, and most of the time they would be scared and run off. While two people had felt his wraith of pain, they couldn’t handle the heat long enough which is a shame. But unlike them, i’m not going to have my confidence be shaken or flamed out by guy like him.
As smart as he is, he’s not being smart about wanting to bring up my past trash talk, because let’s keep it real, it’s not like mines his on level as his or anyone in this company. If my trash talk is so bad, then why would need to check me up on it? It’s not like his stuff is worthy compared to guys like Dandy or CJ… shit I can even say Byron can out trash me. I guess playground taunts are what he see’s them as…well, na nanana you stupid as shit bro!
As a conflicted black man, he wouldn’t understand what it takes to not live up the stereotype of a thug or a militant negro. If I came out shooting with a gun in the ring, i’d be thrown in prison with death sentence but if I became all militant… damn near the whole roster would be afraid I might start a riot in an instant. So sorry Downfall, if I am not a straight laced as you are, at least you have it easy being a typical privileged male who can emphasize being a shooter with the most vanilla gimmick in existence.
If it dilutes my message, then it’s best not to bother with understanding my personality. If you want me to be on my thug shit against you, then so be it, and I promise I will put my foot in your ass that’ll leave an imprint deep in your tights you gonna have to see the doctor. Also, i guess your right Downfall i wasn’t good enough so I said fuck this place, while you kept kissing James ass all night along to get somewhere, fuck out of here with that kinda mindset.
You think i care if people didn’t recognize me or my short accomplishment here in the company? You think i care about me not being shoved down people’s throats?
I guess you have it all figured out Downfall, you are the TV champion for that reason. They see a guy like you, who think’s he can break men or women, until they quit or realize that they aren’t as good as a bootlicker as you are. Now, I know you didn’t just mention me finding low hanging fruits on my end… you manage to bring so much rotten fruit of my beef with Marsh, it’s kinda sad to know that he didn’t beat you for the belt.
At least you weren’t in handcuffs, Downfall…
At least you weren’t sabotaged in a Battlebowl tourney, Downfall…
At least you weren’t humiliated from me beating that drunken bloke Price, Downfall…
A return that few asked for, well guess what Downfall… they didn’t pick out the war call for me, I CHOSE that war call to show to people like you or others to understand that, i’m a war machine man. If they didn’t want me back in the company in that fashion, then you wouldn’t have even bother to mention that low hanging fruit fact about me, and just stuck yourself with the superficial stuff like my height, mask, and how I talk like a little girl you be.
Shit, I wish my inner dream of Amanda told me to shoot you in the head instead of Marsh… at least i know that I shot the TV champion live on TV for the viewers at home. Downfall, you are such a cocky bastard, and it’s time for your dose of reality check.
88 Days as the TV Champion… oh great for you!
I could read up on a AW Wiki to find how much of waste of days that is, because you can be holding for that long, and people would instantly get bored of your reign. Now, I don’t except to just take that honorable distinction all willy nilly… I want you to learn, that belt don’t make a man.. a man make a belt, just like me beating you this Monday.
You’re gonna learn what it means to be conflicted man, who will have little to no regard for ones health in that ring. While you are crisp and clean, i’m rugged and raw with my short stature who can knock your ass out. I don’t care about your little belt that you place more emphasis on, I want to take out the bitch in you, and expose how much of a fraud you are in Action Wrestling. Without the TV belt, what are you? A undeserving, despicable, piece of trash who thinks that the world is his playground and is untouchable.
Downfall, head these final words… fuck the TV Championship… fuck Darren Marsh… it’s just going to me beating the life out of you until the security has to remove me from the ring itself. At least you can rest easy on a hospital bed with your belt by the end… because John Motherfucking Black is going to take you out of the company for good…
Belive dat, motherfucker!”
[Then it cuts to an image of Downfall with a red X in graffiti, and the scene simply fades off.]