Spencer Adams
Professional Wrestler
Wrestler of the Life
Posts: 315
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Post by Spencer Adams on Mar 30, 2021 19:49:48 GMT -5
Bam Beefer.
Full Stop. I could end it right there, couldn’t I? I could leave it at those couple words and call it a symbolic seed I’m planting on the grave plot of The Beef, one for each second you will spend actually standing up following the first bell. Then again, why just settle for physically burying you when I can be the one who turns the eulogy into an actual roast to rub it in? I don’t need to do this, but I want to. I want to, because this is the Road to Evolution and you are you and I am me. Spencer Adams isn’t going to come up short in a chamber match and then let Bam fucking Beefer just eat the standard L.
Don’t get it twisted though, this is more than just you bearing the brunt of some residual frustration. I will use you as a statement, but I’m going to do so, because you deserve what is about to happen. This is teaching you who you really are. Unfortunately for you, my generosity ended when Howard Black and I settled for bouncing you from the Battlebowl bracket, an ending that not one person on planet Earth bet money against in the first place. You were spared, but now my hand is forced and I must show you what lies underneath the tip of the iceberg.
You can survive a Darren Marsh roadside stop or a Smash Mouth concert in South Dakota, but I am the prejudice you’ve never seen, the prejudice you don’t want to see. I am someone who takes issue with who you are and knows how to do something about you being here. I know that in doing so, I’m taking food off the plates of Dionysus and Jayson Price. I don’t care. I’ve been tried by actual prospects looking to threaten my own livelihood and professional career and have left many of them future endeavored.
The last time I defended this belt, I made Claire Hawkins beat herself after a single promo. Let that simmer up top for a little while, because that is who you lose to on days ending in y. That is who you will never so much as have an impactful moment against, somebody that I psyched out turn one. I turn YOUR predators into prey while you have always been krill in the grand scheme of things. I hope you come prepared with all the Jay Omega words that you know, because I can’t wait to shove them through your gastrostomy tube.
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Beefer
Professional Wrestler
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Post by Beefer on Apr 1, 2021 15:20:33 GMT -5
Spencer, Spencer, Spencer. I’m looking at one of the most decorated wresters in AW history, right? Thats what you say. You stand in front of me with your accomplishments, title belts and big wins..
Problem? They’re all from the old days. Your old news. You’re bitter because your peers have passed you by, but me? I’m going to drive over you, smash you into a million pieces, drag your body up the ramp, into the back and dump your midcard gate keeping limp body into a dumpster and shove it into traffic.
Oh you beat Claire Hawkins. Look out, Spencer, you’re really throwing gas on your fire! You may just burn down the whole arena with that shit! Hawkins got nothing on the Beef and you can chew on that, Ribeye Ronnie.
You wake up in the mornings and you grab that Hardcore Championship and you think, no.. you honestly believe you’re making it special, you’re elevating that belt to a whole new level. Thats not how I see it. Thats not what I believe.
I believe you’re ice cold standing in the middle of the 200 degree desert and you couldn’t buy a legitimate win if you had a 100 dollar bill hanging from your zipper. You’re not elevating that belt, you’re holding it for me, someone with technique and the thirst for violence thats unmatched by no one.
Hope you’re hungry, you got a full plate of beef, Spencer.
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Spencer Adams
Professional Wrestler
Wrestler of the Life
Posts: 315
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Post by Spencer Adams on Apr 1, 2021 23:07:06 GMT -5
Uh oh. That’s it. Put a fork in me, everybody. The fifty-five year old rookie says that I’m washed and that he's got next. Someone call the amber lamps, fat white Andre Ingram is about to piece me up.
Truthfully? There’s something kinda fun about your blissful ignorance, Bamuel. Your belief that you have an outside shot here, that you are something greater than the lowest man on the totem pole is just fucking...incredible to me. There’s me..there’s the people that I’ve gone to war with and come out on top over and then there’s Bam Beefer who thinks he’s better than all of that. You believe that in your handful of nothing bouts, you’ve got the grimey shit that can trump NINETY matches of AW experience.
This hardcore title, the big event wins, going over world champions at the final WCF show with gold on the line? These are things I just did, things I’m doing right now. Running my victory laps around you the moment the starting pistol fires its blank into the air? That’s current day, Bam. This is hunting for sport. It’s the shit I get to do, because I am THE guy. Spencer Adams has no peers, because they all went home. Every single one of them is either a complete husk or gone altogether.
You’re right, I am the gatekeeper. I separate the men from the much less talented men. I can give you a career just to destroy it if that’s what I want to do. I can do anything and everything to you and there’s nothing you can do in response save for shutting off an AutoZone rewards card. You don’t have to believe me with any of this just like you don’t have to believe my legitimacy as a Hardcore champ who makes the belt mean something, because your religion never lifted you up or granted you purpose to begin with.
What you think doesn’t match what the world knows and that world knows Bam Beefer is a dogshit wrestler. I am an athlete, you are a diabetic QAnon supporter. I am blockbuster, you are Tim Allen in bleached Madea prosthetics. Spencer Adams is a world class fighter doing world class fighter shit week after week and Bam Beefer has spent his first trimester in purgatory. These roles won’t reverse. They stay the same, because we stay the same. Dominant champion, easy mode challenger. Do yourself a favor and don’t turn that camera back on. Seriously.
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