Post by bad guy™ on Feb 29, 2008 21:09:48 GMT -5
“The deepest human defeat suffered by human beings is constituted by the difference between what one was capable of becoming and what one has in fact become.”
OOC: I hit some major writers block, and a lot was on my mind this week, but I think for being "rushed", it turned out decent. ;D
As always, advice is welcome.
~Ashley Montagu~
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Super-Brawl V. It was go big, or go home, and apparently after it was all said and done, I went home. Why though? Was it the fact that I turned my back for one minute, and we were eliminated? No, of course not. Was it the fact that Reckless’s misguided jealousy got the better of him and he interfered in my match that I had won?? Maybe. But most likely, it was the fact that my under-achieving excuse of a tag partner Dave Williams could not take a simple pat on the head. Yeah…that’s it. We could have won that match, Dave. We already knew we were better than The Axis and The Survivors. And I am pretty sure we could have taken on Obo and Deville with little trouble. Like that? Well we ae just getting to the best part now. After the match, Dave had the nerve to tell me “Good match dude” and “Cheer up dude, why don’t we go get a couple drunkies and have some fun tonight.” Ok Dave. You go enjoy your consolation c***. I’m going to prepare for what you should be equally worried about. Next weeks match. Good luck against EBR, partner. Oh, on a side note. As for my personal life and the fact that my ex-wife is now on trial for the apparent murder of Jacob Michaels…yeah…thanks for the support…ass hole.
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Reckless. This is not going to be the first time you and I have been in that ring together. And if memory serves me right, I won that last bout. Some called that a lucky win by me…a mere fluke. Others called it a hard fought battle between two men who would not give an inch. You know what I call it? I call it me just being that damn good. And this week, it will be no different. But put that out of your mind for a minute and let’s go back to last week. You knocked out Williams with a cinder block. Now, I am not saying he did not deserve it, but why not me? You had a chance to take me out, but instead it was Williams. Why? Was it because of your “impeccable timing?” Did you have unfinished business with Williams that the other 5 men in that ring were un-aware of? Or was it because you were scared? Ah-ha! That’s it. You were afraid I would retaliate against you and being the smart man you are, you did not want to anger me. Well guess what, by sabotaging my title match, you did not anger me. You infuriated me. And normally, I could really care less about you knocking Williams sillier than putty. But by doing that you helped cost me that one thing that I had been longing for years now. You infuriated the most dominating force WFWF has seen in a long time, and that is not a good thing. Reckless, you had better have your epitaphs written out, because by angering me, you just committed career suicide. And this week on Loaded Reckless, it is your funeral.
Super-Brawl V. It was go big, or go home, and apparently after it was all said and done, I went home. Why though? Was it the fact that I turned my back for one minute, and we were eliminated? No, of course not. Was it the fact that Reckless’s misguided jealousy got the better of him and he interfered in my match that I had won?? Maybe. But most likely, it was the fact that my under-achieving excuse of a tag partner Dave Williams could not take a simple pat on the head. Yeah…that’s it. We could have won that match, Dave. We already knew we were better than The Axis and The Survivors. And I am pretty sure we could have taken on Obo and Deville with little trouble. Like that? Well we ae just getting to the best part now. After the match, Dave had the nerve to tell me “Good match dude” and “Cheer up dude, why don’t we go get a couple drunkies and have some fun tonight.” Ok Dave. You go enjoy your consolation c***. I’m going to prepare for what you should be equally worried about. Next weeks match. Good luck against EBR, partner. Oh, on a side note. As for my personal life and the fact that my ex-wife is now on trial for the apparent murder of Jacob Michaels…yeah…thanks for the support…ass hole.
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Reckless. This is not going to be the first time you and I have been in that ring together. And if memory serves me right, I won that last bout. Some called that a lucky win by me…a mere fluke. Others called it a hard fought battle between two men who would not give an inch. You know what I call it? I call it me just being that damn good. And this week, it will be no different. But put that out of your mind for a minute and let’s go back to last week. You knocked out Williams with a cinder block. Now, I am not saying he did not deserve it, but why not me? You had a chance to take me out, but instead it was Williams. Why? Was it because of your “impeccable timing?” Did you have unfinished business with Williams that the other 5 men in that ring were un-aware of? Or was it because you were scared? Ah-ha! That’s it. You were afraid I would retaliate against you and being the smart man you are, you did not want to anger me. Well guess what, by sabotaging my title match, you did not anger me. You infuriated me. And normally, I could really care less about you knocking Williams sillier than putty. But by doing that you helped cost me that one thing that I had been longing for years now. You infuriated the most dominating force WFWF has seen in a long time, and that is not a good thing. Reckless, you had better have your epitaphs written out, because by angering me, you just committed career suicide. And this week on Loaded Reckless, it is your funeral.
OOC: I hit some major writers block, and a lot was on my mind this week, but I think for being "rushed", it turned out decent. ;D
As always, advice is welcome.