Let me make one thing perfectly clear to these feeble-minded misinformed audience -- I always find a way. In days when I am stuck in an endless maze of losses and humiliating trials, I know to follow my instincts that would take me to the finish line quicker than the rest. In a world filled with snakes, and cheaters, and backstabbing cunts pretending that they are angels when in fact they are nothing but liars who will never get anywhere in their careers, there I am punishing them to a downward spiral of regret, as I stand by those I know I can completely trust. That's what makes the Heart Break Gal unique. Wherever I go, I always know what to do. Whoever I'm speaking with, I always see through their words and know their intentions and motives. My decision of taking part in the Grand Prix Tag Team Tournament is just the same case. I am not  fond of tournaments and everyone knows this. I have the tendency to be impatient, and I never believed in the idea that I need to climb mountains like the rest when I can just say the word to make them disappear and make way for their queen, but in this case, I decide to partake for I know that in order for a ruler to be feared, she must put away her gown and wear an armor to let the doubters know that she can lead the battle on her own. This is a world filled with possibilities, and in my quest, there is no other goal but to push those possibilities into reality. I kill to feed. I murder to satisfy my thirst for blood, and that's what makes me such a dangerous opponent. I have the drive to win, and the talent to back it up, and none of these second-rate performers and never-will-be dreamers are simply good enough to dance with the devil herself. I will let the flames consume you until you are nothing. Combine all those facts with Lannister's traits -- his sharpness, his greatness, his willingness to rule and destroy those names that oppose, combine them with our thirst for power and the drive to eliminate the weak, there is no question about it, we are unstoppable. I could go on about how the Vixens in my division never gave me any challenge, but when I watch the Showdown roster work, and my potential opponents for this tournament, I can't say there's much of a difference because none of them has done or said anything remarkable and impressive in my eyes. Take our first opponents for example, the team of Kevin Devastation and Ross Vegas, why is it that every single time a poor rookie comes in with his hopes and dreams intact, a self-centered veteran who never had a proper career run in years always tries to ruin it? Kevin Devastation's only Championship run was cut short by injuries. Kevin Devastation, upon coming back so many times, never made an impact by defeating his opponents to win Championships, and the only thing he's been good at in his blob of a career is to make excuses about the events that he had complete control of but ended up still on the brink of failure. Kevin Devastation tries to relive the glory that he captured in the short span of time that he actually felt success. The only thing Kevin Devastation did right was present me my Hall of Fame Ring back in 2011, which he should be GRATEFUL for it was the only instance that has improved his already god-awful reputation. Why does poor Ross Vegas even think that he can trust a man like this? And furthermore, why does he believe that Kevin Devastation can actually lead him to a Championship? I could spend all day questioning my opponents' horrendous decisions but let me sum it up by saying they are bound to fail. They will never make it past the first round, they will never score a victory against us because not only are they just a pair of deadful OGRES who are using this tournament as a means of repairing their broken careers but also the very fact that they are facing the Emperium. Our claws shall be dug in their skin as they scream in agony regretting the very day they signed up for this. And once the bell rings to finish the match and they realize what they had lost, that's when they will decide that there is so much more to fear than falling last place this tournament they used as means to save a career in the first place, when truly it will signify that the Unified Tag Team Championship must rest in the shoulders of those who rightfully fought for it in the end. That is what Emperium is intending to do. It's the same old story of how we decimated those who dared come across us in the ring, but no matter how history repeated itself, nobody ever learns. Lannister and I forged an alliance for we believe that we are not only fit, but we are DESTINED to rule the Land of Elite. 

Better kill this monster in its infancy before it starts to become a bigger problem... that is, if you even can. This is our will to turn the so-called competition into forgotten ashes. . With the pride of the lion, and the fire of the dragon, we will enforce our rules as we collect the debt owed to us in the form of gold. 

Superior. Irreproachable. Unstoppable. EMPERIUM.

Power be dare.

Dynasty Promo

The scene opens to what can only be described as a janitor's closet somewhere deep within the Consol Energy Center in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, the room is illuminated by a single naked lightbulb that hangs from a cable. This storage closet contains a single shelf of cleaners and tools, a muck sink and a rack of mops... oh and a figure sitting on a folding char in the center of the closet. This figure is clad in a pair of black trashbag tights, black boots and elbow pads. The torso of this figure is wrapped in a white t-shirt that features the face of President-Elect Donald Trump and reads in large block lettering "HUGE". This figure slicks back his long black hair, exposing his face to be that of James Knight! 


"Everyone keeps saying how I am a 'young talent' how I've picked a great time to join this promotion. They tell me in the dressing room 'James, you've got so much potential and we're so glad that you decided to come here to EAW!' The road agents and the executives pat me on the back and give me the good ole thumbs up! They're seeing dollar signs..."

"The Cancer" reaches into the duffel bag between his legs and pulls out a fifth of his favorite Tennessee Whiskey -black and white label, you know the one. He pops the top and takes a nip from the bottle before continuing. 

"The people of the world can't seem to remember that this isn't the first time my shadow has fallen across the letters 'E', 'A' and 'W'. They seem to have no ability to type my name into just about any search engine and find proof of my career, it's as though when I stepped through that door.. the man that I once was ceased to exist. When I signed my name on the dotted line, I must have sold my soul to the wrestling devil and he erased me!"

James takes another pull from his bottle of Tennessee Whiskey.


"They might as well have changed my name, cut my hair and given me a midget side-kick because the world doesn't remember James Knight! They don't remember all the time I spent on the road, working every high school gym, bingo hall and dive bar I could get booked in. They don't remember my time working in Mexico and Japan -honing my craft. They don't remember... or they choose not to... or the powers-that-be have chosen to make them forget? Whatever the cause... whatever the motive for wiping James Knight from history... I'm going to remind them tonight. I'm going to remind them of who I am! I am going to remind them that this world that they live in -this illusion of reality is a thin veil protecting them from the TRUE WORLD! The world that I live in, the world that is full of disease, hungry, suffering and shit. I will rip the veil from their eyes, I will show them what the TRUE WORLD looks like... and I will show them the suffering that the TRUE WORLD brings..."

Knight lifts the bottle once again and takes a long pull, letting the stinging sweetness flow down his throat and into his dark core.

"...I will show them agony. I will show them pain. I will show them destruction... and Jaimie O'Hara will be my canvas! Tonight, they will see... what types of games we play...

James reaches into his duffel bag and pulls out a metal spike about six inches long, he presses the sharp point of the spike against his cheek which brings a small stream of blood out through his skin.

"...in the TRUE WORLD!"

The scene slowly fades to black.

Voltage promo #5

Thursday, Cambridge, MA, 8:00 p.m


(The scene opens inside the Harvard Square Homeless shelter. Here we find a long line of despondent men and women, lining up for the small portions of turkey, and mashed potatoes being handed out tonight. The camera pans across to the head of the line. It's there, in the background, on the other side of a large window, we see a figure standing outside. The camera cuts to the rainy streets, here we see the back of the figure clad in a long black trench coat, looking in thru the window.)

???: "What kind of perversion is this? Why would anyone give anything to these scum? Is it that they have been so poisoned by the philosophy of the weak, that their Conscience has been distorted into serving those who must be scrubbed away? Or does their vanity fool them into believing that preforming one act of charity, will erase away a lifetime worth of horrid atrocities?"

(The figure turns to face the camera revealing himself to be the man who has shocked the world with the actions he has taken over the past month. The man whose prophecies of doom and destruction seem to come true with every passing week. The man the world knows as Solomon Caine.)

Caine: "How foolish can they be? They cannot save themselves how would they ever hope to save any other? Oh How selfish their works truly are, for all they do is simply garner the praise of other heathens like themselves, all they ask is to stroke their own egos! These fools know not that about what is coming. They are blind to the fact that only my masters can end the suffering of others, and that they will do so when the flood of fire consumes all in its path. All whom are found sick, or inept, or ignorant, or vain, OR ANY OTHER FORM OF WEAKNESS! They will be washed away in a never ending instant. The end is at hand for the the filth that sit before me, and the filth that awaits his fate this Sunday.

I speak to you Drastik. I tell you now that as these heathens shall soon see their fate unfold before their very eyes, so will you at the hour chosen by my masters. The hands of time, push both of us closer to our purposes. The will of those who have sent me, inch us closer to our ultimate destination. Today is known as a day of thanks, and that is what I give to my masters, for providing that which is necessary. This Sunday however, will be known as a day of truth, when the deceptions and illusions perpetrated by the wicked are to be lifted from our eyes that you may finally see. See the world as it truly is. Corrupted by the weak with words like charity and good will. Twisted by those who seek nothing but to steal glory from the ones who have sent me for themselves. Do you understand my words Drastik? Does your silence speak of your contemplation? Of your understanding? Or does it speak again of your fear?! Will you face the punishment that awaits you head on? Or will you slink and slither away like the slimy snake you've always been? Answer me Drastik! Answer me that you may answer yourself, that you may see past the façade that your vanity has fooled you into believing.

See while you may think yourself a great champion, who is worthy of glory and honor, you are not but a mouse who crawls away into the darkness to hide when ever he has been spotted. Drastik, you are not strong, you are not righteous, you are not WORTHY! YOU ARE A GODDAMN COWARDLY WEAKLING! Ddddddooooooo you deny this, to dare and call those whom I serve liars?! Reflect upon yourself, examine all your that is in you, and of you, and you shall know that that all I tell you is what the entire world already knows. Face it now Drastik, for It shall not be any easier to do so this Sunday. On that day you will face Trial and tribulations the likes of which you have never encountered before. Your metal shall be tested thru fire, your impurities scraped away as you melt under the heat from the flames. And when you have been made perfect, your body will be placed upon the altar of my masters, and you shall be made a pleasing sacrifice. Prepare yourself Drastik, prepare.

For sooner than you could ever realize you shall see all that I have foretold, take place. On that day, you will cry a river of bitter tears over every word that your rotten tongue has, you curse the day you emerged from your mother's womb as you are bathed in your own blood. This is the fate to which you are bound in iron to. This is where the long winding journey you have been told which you have been placed, reaches its great and hideous end. Soon, very soon, you will find that you have become no better than these vermin that beg for scraps so that they have neither labored nor sowed for. Then you will see that your quest to bring glory to the gold you possess, the gold that rightfully belongs to my masters, that quest you will finallyyyyyy see is all in vain.

Bring forth thanksgiving to the ones who are sending me, for they will carve your name in eternity thru the breaking of your body. Thru the crushing of your bones, and the rending of your flesh, your name shall live in infamy eternal. What a great service you will provide. What a great number of the masses shall flock towards you, and see their works upon the earth. How wonderful it is to know that you cannot escape it, like you have escaped so many others. How joyous it is to know that they are delivering you to me upon a silver platter. And how great my rewards shall be when I carry out the task they have chosen me for. My masters are generous to those who have heeded their call and served their purpose, perhaps they may be to you as well Drastik, for perhaps you may live to see the day of the great fire, you you present yourself this Sunday.


(Caine looks upwards to the heavens, a wicked smile creeping up on his face as the rain continues to pour down on him.)


Caine: "I thank you my masters, for the chance to bring back what is rightfully yours. I thank you that the body of Drastik, the gold he carries, and the eyes of THE WORLD SHALL ALL BE TURNED OVER TO YOU! I thank you for the glorious reign that is coming, and the end of ages that prepares the way for the flood of fire. I thank you that you have called me to serve, and shall not cast me aside as long as I do so. I thank you for the salvation you are granting to me, and the filthy wretches to whom you are not. I thank you for all that you, with the whispers sweeter than the voices of the angles, have shared with me. The end of the heathens and all that they have made with their words, and their works, and their lies. The crumbling of the empires which is happening now as I speak. And the beauty of what is yet to come. I thank you for all that you have told me..."

(Caine lowers his head, his gaze staring a hole thru the camera with his evil grin still on his face.)

Caine: "...for they shall be so."

(Caine turns and steps out of the fame before the camera blacks out.)

The End

Dynasty Promo II: “Disappointment”

The camera opens up to Kelly Hackenschmidt's as he stands on a wrestling ring. Looking towards the camera in front of a wall. He wore a pair of black wrestling boots, knee pads, trunks and elbow pads. He also had his hair tied back and wore a shirt which read “100% Certified Schmidthead” and just as he was looking at the camera, he held his hands together and sighed.

“You know, I’m very much disappointed.”

Said Kelly as he rose his head up and glanced at the camera.

“But then again I did expect such a thing.”

Kelly gives his beard a light rub downwards.

“It's just that Lucas Johnson is everything I despise about a pro-wrestler. Well, without getting into such things as politics and leeching off the success of some relative like it's all that matters to you.  But let's not mention bad seedlings. Let's talk about everything Lucas Johnson has done wrong with his past few weeks in the land of the Elite shall we? It would be wrong to mention that he has long since desired to be the one to dethrone TLA and become the  EAW Interwire Champion. Yet as it stands, he can't get passed a guy like me. Now, while there is potential deep within Lucas Johnson to be something great, he doesn't seem to put the effort into whatever it is he does. He doesn't seem to want to go the extra kilometer in order to get the W. Yet, some way somehow he thinks that he is better than me! Some way, some how he thinks that he can beat me one more time! All because he got some cheap shot back four weeks ago on Dynasty and locked me in a Kimura Lock after losing to a Hackentude Adjustment!”

The video shows a flashback of Lucas Johnson and Kelly Hackenschmidt's match where Kelly pinned Lucas, but as he celebrates was slid into a Kimura Lock.

“Yet that doesn't seem to be the case, since the last time you tried to get the underhanded one up on an opponent, last week on Dynasty, guess who came out to the ring and made an effort out of ensuring that you didn't end a single career on your way out?”

The camera cuts back to Ross Vegas being attacked from behind by Lucas Johnson as Security jump in. The resistance is there yet Ross Vegas is escorted out of the ringside area as Kelly made his way to the ring.

The camera cuts back to Kelly as he stands at the center of the training ring.

“You see, Lucas, everything I said last week about how I thought of you was the absolute truth, no exaggerations, no bullschmidt! You really are jealous of the fact that the face of some pot smoking, metalhead who dropped out of his college just to do a tour in Japan! You see it as an insult for me to have found a Vixen in Laura Laine. He thinks that deep down that his fifteen minutes of fame are only just beginning, yet deep down inside, he knows he is through, he knows that he’ll probably never win the Interwire Championship with the way he has been performing. Yet to see that when a challenge comes in front of you that you just flatout ignore it in hopes that it’ll get out of your way never works! You see, you forget that every action has a reaction. If you have a problem in the way, there are two different ways you can work around it! You can either Eh; face it like a regular, functioning human being and spit in its face before making it your bitch, or B, you can run and hide and watch you turn into it's bitch. That's how we determine the predator from the prey! You see in a situation like this, you should be the hungry cold blooded predator out of my head for me proving to you once and for all that I was the better wrestler! You should be out to make these fans say that they stand corrected! Yet as you stand in EAW, you are nothing more than prey, not out for victory, but out for survival! Yet as it stands, you don't even seem as though you're going to be able to accomplish that either! I mean, unless you've been pumping iron in the gym and stealing from Lars Grier's troids, I don't even think that your silence is a good sign! But, let's say that is the case, I'd still be prepared to take you straight out of your game and make sure that you not only get hit with a Hackentude Adjustment. But also, allow you to be locked into perhaps my favorite new submission hold! Lucas. Wait there in your cold cell, because the bell has begun to chime! Reflect on these past moments, because now, we don't have much time to wait. On Friday, I take you to the Gallows pole! And there I shall lock you into something I haven't used yet. A very powerful submission hold I haven't used since I started working on the independent scene! I call it the Noose! Why? Because of the way my arm grips around your neck and makes you want to stop breathing! That is exactly what is going to happen to you if you don't get up and show me exactly that all that time you spent in the New Breed division wasn't in vein! Show me that you have some real ambition and will actually do what it takes to beat me! Because if you don't, then I’m afraid Lucas Johnson, that you're going to know just the same amount of humility as you have in the past month in a half wrestling in the ring. You're just gonna be the exact same fraud that I have known since the moment we stepped into the ring together? That Lucas, is for you to decide, not me.  As for me, I know for damn sure that EAW is going to see a much bigger glance of what I am capable of! That's the one thing that I think EAW has forgotten, that I have been given such casual opponents beyond V and Anthony Leonheart that they probably have only seen a tiny fraction of what I am normally capable of! So my new goal? My goal is to make sure I am on that Road to Redemption card doing something absolutely noteworthy! Whether it be some multi-person match or going out there against TLA or Drake Jaeger for the Interwire Championship. I guarantee you that my goal of making Road to Redemption if made a reality will be a decision no one will regret! Not just the promoters, not just the fans, not just my opponent, but rather every single person involved! While I know that I won't make the Elimination Chamber that stopped mattering to me a while ago! Because let's face it, yeah, I’m new, and Lucian Black versus Tig Kelly should be interesting. Yet even I know that in terms of spots and performance, if given the right space, I can easily outperform the entire thing! All I need is a blank canvas, and someone that can handle my endurance! Because I don't want some opponent who I can just kick twice and pin them with a single Hackentude Adjustment like some clean sweep! What I’ll want is a challenge that will legitimately show me that they can question the right for me to call myself 'Mister Pure Wrestling’! So once I’m done with Lucas Johnson, I’ll just be hungry for more of a challenge! After all the one thing that people said they liked the most about me was that I was hungry, driven and even determined! But as for now, allow me to have my little breakfast meal that I like to call Lucas Johnson! Just hope there's something left of him when I’m done!”

Kelly points towards the camera.

“I hope you look damn hard at me, because very soon, because otherwise; Schmidt might not turn so well for you!”

The camera fades to black.

Citius,

Altius,

Fortius,

Tiberius!

Vs who?

Someone you might not have heard of. The one the girls are known to call,

Hairy

Scary

Never pop a cherry…..

Shucks who am I kidding, you all know the fairy, known as Terry.

It’s why we gather on Thanksgiving night, secretly in our thanks telling a story cautionary. We are thankful, cause if we hadn’t nearly wiped out the natives, we’d have a bunch of dumb savages like Chambers spread about all over this country so revolutionary.  So all children must know to let Darwin’s will be done, for your country let no bleeding heart tell you contrary.

Chambers stop defying nature, let EAW’s ways be evolutionary. We all know a dimwit like you shouldn’t be anything but another man’s pet, go back to being Crash’s oversized secretary.

Now if it feels like I’m being dismissive, it is because your boy TJ has taken you to school too many times! And these days I’m not in the mood for remedial kids. You had lessons facing me in the ring, you were allowed to study greatness by teaming with me when I carried us into War Games, and yet it’s been all these days since our match was announce and you’ve yet to come out here to pay your respects, nor have you expressed how you’re backing out of this match for your own dignity. What’s the matter with you? You think because I took the CITV briefcase from Lioncross that means my desk drawer is too full for me to confiscate your pride too? I RUN THIS SCHOOL OF HARD KNOCKS! Meaning it doesn’t matter how many of you get unruly, think you “possess” anything in my classroom of Showdown, the master thief has all property ready to be locked up at any moment’s notice when my whims dictate! I know your ass better not still think you’re too big to be disciplined, you better not be walking these halls with your dumbass sunglasses thinking you’re a badass cause you get to bully a few nobodies from time to time! Nu-uh, that don’t mean shit to teacher!

In the end, you’re the type who ought to have spent his life watching greats from the bleachers. I don’t know why you got onto the field like you deserve to play amongst us, I don’t know why I keep getting saddled with you when I have better things to do, but the night is still young despite me taking out the trash. I know we both have issues with Murrow, but that doesn’t mean we need to be all buddy buddy. Because if one of us is going to get screwed by his little stunts, you can trust that this week it won’t be me. In fact, you won’t be making it home from hard knocks, I’m throwing you under the bus.

For anyone wondering, this is the new Moongoose McQueen T-shirt that can be purchased on the EAW website. It’s fitting considering how many people have tried to be cheeky and say Mongoose instead. Haha, so funny? But guess what? I’m not laughing. Not even after beating I give them for saying it wrong. There are going to be changes around here, and it starts with this. Because you see, when Moongoose McQueen becomes a big name in EAW, I want to make sure each and every person knows my name, and if for most idiots out there, seeing is more believable than hearing it, and with all these assclowns saying my name wrong, I, Moongoose McQueen will start creating “a brand.”

No, this isn’t connected to my previous brand, “Livewire” I have used over the past few years. Everyone already knows how chaotic and dangerous I can get, which was all the Livewire brand really ever promoted. But today is the start of promoting something new, something fantastic, and just in time for the holidays. The “It’s not Mongoose, It’s Moongoose” brand. Because you see, its not enough for people when I say, “Say that name wrong again, I’m going to kick your ass.” It’s not enough for people to think they are a comedian by playing stupid. I mean, people have reap what they sowed for much worse than pure stupidity, but sorry guys, it’s hard for me to let stupid go. All and all, I’m annoyed that people have the audacity to call me a season veteran or legend, only to get that name wrong. Doesn’t it just disturb you how many people here will lie through their teeth in hopes that you would get on their good side and maybe, JUST MAYBE, you’ll go easy on them. I mean, I don’t go in here and say, “Oh Jacob Senn, he is the champ, what a legend?!!” Or “Impact, 7 reigns, what a huge dick he must have?!!” While brown-nosing has proven to help people move up the ladder, how can anyone be fucking proud of that? If ass-kissing was a real skill, congrats, everyone is a superstar. The only person’s opinion I need to know about how damn good I am is my own. Not Eddie Case, not Sebastian Monroe, and believe it or not, not  a single talent backstage or fan watching the show. When I tell you that I am the best at what I do, you best damn believe every word that comes out of my mouth. It’s not arrogance, but the god damn truth. I know my limitations, I know what I am capable of, and each time that has been challenged, I come out on top. It’s all in the history books, and guess what? I’ve lived it.  At the end of the day, I rather someone just admit they don’t know who I am, instead of trying to pampering me, boosting my ego, pretending they’ve heard of me, but spoiler alert, it doesn’t work. I’m still going to be honest, say “you suck” and wrestle circles around you. That has been the way I’ve done things before, and I’m just going to keep doing it. Besides at the end of it all, what I did doesn’t apply to what I will do now.  And this is what this new brand is going to be all about.

“Do you know Moongoose McQueen?” Oh, you will. And whether people accept it or not, and believe me, I hope it’s the latter, because force is always more fun. But to sum it up, Moongoose McQueen will be taking over EAW. So hear I am, sporting this new shirt, no, a new revolution, that I ask my fans, future fans, or haters that just love to hate me for what I am, spread the word. Let the world know that “Moongoose McQueen” isn’t a mere legends and stories. Let them all know that he is very real, and for each one that doesn’t believe, I will personally make a believer out him. Because for each person that doesn’t know who I am, I will personally shove  this brand in their face and shove it down their throat, and each victory will be used to forever change and shape EAW as we know. Take it all in, folks, because change is coming for Dynasty, and like a disease that is unkillable, I have made my way. Sure, most of you don’t know what it is, but in the end, EAW will either die in my hands or grow stronger with me in it.

Sssssh, don’t fight it. Just embrace it. Embrace the name. Embrace the brand. Embrace the man who knows best. I didn’t come here to make a career for myself. I’ve come here to give exactly what everyone wants to see. What makes my brand so unique? Because no matter where you go, no matter where you look, no matter where search, there will never…..EVVVVER…. be another man like Moongoose McQueen.


In spirit of Thanksgiving, where we should all count our blessing and be thankful for the things we have. EAW, you’re welcome. You’re welcome that I am here. Big changes are going to be happening soon. Lets just make sure EVERYONE is on the same page. “It’s not Mongoose, It’s Moongoose.” And if they can’t get that through their thick skull, I’ll show them the door, the curb, and the rest of the trash they belong in.

Really Haruna? Are you so threatened by me stealing your girl that you’re going to make shit up? Okay, I get it. It’s your anniversary here in EAW and you’re feeling kind of froggy. But the Reality- YOUR Reality, MY Reality, and HER Reality is that when you treat someone like shit they come running to someone else. You hurt Ariana and she came to me. You hurt Cai and she came to me. You hurt Azumi...and now she’s downstairs as we speak. Don’t worry sweets, she’s actually with you and this is a pre-recorded message from several days ago! But like I said...we’re going for the gold baby and there’s nothing you can say or to stop it! Put away those green contacts sweets- your jealousy is showing. Meanwhile, I have an anniversary gift planned for you. It’s called two fists to the face! I have a follow-up gift too! Here you go:




Happy anniversary asshole.

(Cloud is seen sitting on a chair inside her gym. The sound of Azumi training with Miss Manami can be heard in the background.)

My partner gets a little excited sometimes when she's addressing her opponents. That's the way Azumi is when there's an obstacle in front of her. When she sees a threat, she immediately goes in for the kill. Combine that with my ring awareness and you have a killer combination.

I knew you were a bit hesitant to give me your blessing Brother Eclipse and Sister Alexis. Here I was entering in the tag tournament with someone not part of our family. Whether or not you're comfortable with the idea that I'm with Azumi doesn't matter, and I mean that with the utmost respect. While few and far between, there are bonds in this world stronger than family, be it by blood or otherwise. The bond Azumi and I share with Miss Manami is sacred. When she heard about this year's Grand Prix, she approached Azumes, who immediately crossed that Greenpoint bridge into Brooklyn, seeking my answer. I had to answer the call! We carry a twenty-five year legacy on our shoulders, fortified by burning vigor. Heh, I'm beginning to sound like the old me, huh? After my victory over The Sirens, I'm putting my enemies on hold. All that exists for me now is fighting alongside the Mistress of Submission until we reach our destination: Redemption City. 

We both came out of failed tag teams - me with Sexy Curry and Azumi with Shinsei Domei - which brings my attention to my partner from last year...Haruna Sakazaki. Whether you like it or not, learn to love it because from now until the end of time we are connected. Sometimes we'll be at each other's throats, other times we'll be standing back to back. That's just the way it is sweets. Tag team gold  isn't my only reason for visiting Redemption City. I need to beat you Haruna. I can only claim one victory over you and even that's questionable at best. If I can't surpass you, then I have no business being here. 

(Looks at her hands)

In my heart, I know I'm a fighter. When I look in the mirror I see a killer. It's why your husband chooses me, Alexis. He saw that potential and weaponized it. Even against him, I am the Sword of Sanatorium. You and I go back a little. You remember our first match? It was me and this nerdy girl vs you and Lumen Gray. You held me back as Lumen went in for the kill. After that either we fought for the same team or against each other. One thing you and your husband have in common is you both had the pleasure of fighting me. You both know what I can do in a team setting. Haruna could tell you- but she has other things to worry about. As for you, you’re going to have to worry about me, Alexis. You’re right...I am the strongest member of the Sanatorium...even stronger than Eclipse. This is not a diss- he is among the Elite! But so am I and this week I’ll prove it by defeating my strongest rival on a Friday and surpassing the first family of darkness on a Sunday. I’m double booked, but no matter. I’ve done the impossible by surpassing twelve other women. I’ve defeated the Sanatorium once before, and I’ll do it again...even as Sanatorium. 

(Takes a sip from a water bottle)

No matter how black the cloud is over your head, I'll never fear you Eclipse. I love you, I respect you, but I'll never be afraid of you. You thrive on getting into the head of your enemies, adopting the guise of the devil's favorite demon- but newsflash Mr. Long Pig Style! I'm Satan's daughter, muse of the god (not wrestler) Ares, the War Queen of Empire, Cloud-fucking-Matsuda!! Things are going to get ugly fast on Sunday and the longer we brawl, the more you'll realize that you're no longer a bachelor of darkness. You're a husband, father, and brother. You have your limits sweets, while I have none. I will remind you why I'm the Ace! Azumi will bear her fangs as I let go of the leash. Ms. Control of the Vault will lose control as she for aims for the jugular of EAW's first couple.

(Goes quiet for a moment, looking down.)

I didn't want to take it there, but we're doing whatever it takes to move to the next round. Family or not, I'm fighting you both with everything I got. I'm sure my ally feels the same way. Azumes and I don’t have a choice. We backed ourselves into a corner and we’re going to come out fighting with every fucking step we take. Haruna can stand on the sidelines and watch what could have been. Welcome to Redemption City ladies and gentlemen.

...

Time to fly.

(Stands up and slides into the ring.)

(Ahren just chillin in his locker room)



Keelan, you see! That’s the point you fool! MUWAHAHAH YOU DON’T BELIEVE! Did you not actually hear what I said? Did you just see I said something, then turned it off? At least Autumn fights for something? WE BOTH ARE FIGHTING FOR THE SAME THING! We’ve both been cast aside by the oppressors, we both just want what we deserve as I previously stated. You want to talk about staying in the same place? Look at you, you had one match against Nathan Fiora, which you lost, then had a nosedive of a career! Now you’re teaming with the same guy you previously embarrassed, and think that he can get the job done? You wrestled Marco Fedor last FPV, I was in a number 1 contenders match, who’s the one that’s staying complacent? Me? I think not. You want to hang your hat on that one accomplishment, of BEING in the main event… Not winning just being there. Competing for the title was good enough for you.  You just keep talking yourself up on trivial things, woohoo you’re undefeated at FPV’s? All 2? AND YOU MAIN EVENTED ONE TIME???? So did I… But did you win? Nope, but you keep going on about it. 2 main claims to fame, winning at 2 FPV’s, and being in one main event. Then claiming to beat half the Voltage roster, which I’m guessing you’re counting those 10 man free for alls. That’s not impressive to be honest. After being in the main event, and losing, what did that do for you career? Where are you now? The same point that I am. =There’s a reason that you are wrestling me this weekend, not because you’re better, it’s because we’re at equal playing fields. Which makes me a sad panda.. Yes I have panda powers too, I’ll eat some bamboo and shit in your face if that’s what it takes. Claw the shit out of you, because Panda’s just like Ahren Fournier, they’re cute as fuck… But dangerous as fuck so watch out. BUT THAT’s BESIDE the point. I want dubs just like everyone else in this company. I want to be treated fairly just like everyone else in this company. I WANT WHAT I DESERVE, so yeah, if I have to make an example out of you… If I have to get my redemption for the last time you and I squared off, then I’m going to do just that. You do a lot of talking Keelan, not a lot of listening, listen before you speak. You’ve already gotten the fact that you think I don’t fight for purpose wrong, now you get the fact I think you’re old wrong. I didn’t say you were old, I said you have a very odd old face. You may be 31, might need the birth certificate on that, but you’re 31, but your face looks about 55. Look in the mirror feast your eyes on the grotesque outer appearance that is your face. Your face has seen some hard times. I’m guessing you smoke, drink, and don’t sleep a lot because you’re too busy snorting cocaine or something I don’t know. But most importantly, what happened to that face is probably that it's gotten beaten up a lot. Faces don’t just change like that in 31 years. Look at my face (Takes out mirror) Look at it, its smooth, not a blemish in sight, perfect symmetry. MMM yeah, look at that face, are you jealous Keelan? Are you jealous? You look like Grandpa Pickles from the Rugrats? Are you sad you look like Freddy Kruger? You should be… I feel like you should be working at Walmart with a face like that, they hire your kind. BUT THAT’S ENOUGH ABOUT YOUR ODD FACE! Because that has nothing to do with this match does it? I like making jokes, I like blurring the lines between fiction and reality.. FAIRY WINGS!! (Fairy Wings “magically” fly out on his back) You see Keelan, as the Trill Fairy, I have a certain standard to keep up. Millions and billions look up to me on the daily, looking at me as their hero, saving lives, showing the good people of Planet Fournier, just how they should live their lives. Freely, with justice, I fight for everyone that’s ever been told they can’t. I reward them with gifts of latex, and non latex. You see, I am what you hate, because I am what you can never be, someone everyone loves for making them happy! Whereas you’re the polar opposite, you walk in the room, and you make kids cry. Mom’s say nice job asshole, when all you did was walk into a room, you had no control over it, but your face is just too uncomfortable for the people around you. I MAKE JOKES KEELAN and KEL. I know it doesn’t have anything to do with the match, but your face… It’s just so punch able. I like saying words that make me laugh, I don’t care if you’re not a fan, I don’t do this for you. You think you’ll be running through us easily? You think The Winged Crusade is a joke? That’s the mistake that you make when you walk into that ring. If you keep that mindset going, then you will not have a good time, because we’re not people you want to take lightly. You should also be worried! I'm the superior athlete, with the mind of Socrates, and Einstein combined. Autumn Raven has the mind of Jack The Ripper, and Charles Manson, geniuses that used it for evil.... We’re pissed off, and finally we get a real opportunity, we’re going to take it. And for all this talk about how you and Marco are actually on the same page, he’s been pretty silent this week, I don’t know, maybe he doesn’t really have you back. You'd think he would say something, anything about a match that could determine the new Tag Team Champions, but here you are speaking on behalf of both you and him. Watch out Keelan. Yes, Autumn Raven did get the name of your partner wrong… But can you blame her? Who the hell is Marco Fedor anyway? Obviously I’m being facetious as I do know who he is, I just know he’s not very good. She was giving you a compliment saying that Maero would ever want to tag with the likes of you, because he actually has talent! See Keelan, I know you and Marco are in a lot of pain after Shock Value. I watched the match, she watched the match, we’re going to take advantage of the pain you’re in. If I was you? After the beatdown you put on Marco, I wouldn't even want to tag him into the match. He's too beat up, and too untalented to be in this match. We’re going to hurt you, we’re going to hurt your odd relationship with an 18 year old boy. The crusade is on… You two are just the first victims of the bloody trail we leave… ON THE WINGED CRUSADE! WINGS UP!
 
(Ahren flies out of the camera shot (jumps away acting like he’s flying) As the camera fades to black)

I appreciate your thoughts in considering me a marvelous actor Nathan. As you should, seeing as how I am the best and all. But what I do is Wrestler, I don’t act and I don’t bullshit. That’s more up your alley to be perfectly honest here. Let’s not even kid ourselves. First of all how dare you call these good, hardworking people parasites of all things. They’re the very reason you and I are here right now whether you want to admit it or not you ungrateful little bastard. You see the fact is Nate, I’ve never lied or bullshitted a day in my life. I was never handed anything and I most certainly never took shortcuts or the easy way out to get ahead of the competition. I stood up and I fought for everything that I have and everything that I am today. I earned it all, through hard work, grit, and sheer determination and willpower. And yeah, maybe I haven’t been able to fully keep the promises that I made in the past. That doesn’t outright make me a liar. No you have to look at the circumstances. The fact is Fiora, I have always had something looming in the back of my mind, keeping me or preventing me if you would, from pressing on with my career in my pursuits in the Elite Answers Wrestling Championship. The two big things were of course my grudge with my brother Aren Mstislav who is no longer here, and our joke of a General Manager Carlos Rosso’s persistence in ensuring I never succeed here on Sunday nights. Both of those situations are behind me now though, which means I can look forward, I can look to Road to Redemption, I can look to the Extreme Elimination Chamber, I can look to defeating Y2Impact and most important of all, I can look to becoming the next and new EAW Champion! Oh yeah, I beat those World’s Most Wanted losers alongside Carlos, I know that. You don’t have to remind me once again Nate. The fact that I have to think about those to scrubs again makes me want to jump out of my third story window right now. But the point remains, yeah I did beat all those guys like Chris Delion and A-Star. But Nathan quit neglecting to acknowledge my big wins over former EAW Champions Jamie O’hara and Vic Vendetta, the former devastated you in that Divide and Conquer match you were sounding so proud about not winning the championship opportunity in. Meanwhile the latter disappeared before you could even get him in the ring. And then you have the nerve to speak on your Hardcore Title reign about how unprecedented it was. One hundred and five days. That is a long time indeed Nathan, a bit over three months. And in that time you had your championship win, which admittedly kicked things off nicely and was in the end the best moment of your reign which does certainly say a hell of a lot about it. Then you have a solid, but forgettable match against Keelan Cetinich. Then you go on to lose your championship against Drastik in one of the most sudden and anticlimactic reign endings in recent history. The bulk of your reign was taking part in the Divide and Conquer match, so for you to sit here and talk about how “dominant” of a champion you were is an insult to the division you stood atop for practically 2 months of the time not even challenged. And do you think I cared about you getting matches with Impact and Aren before me? First of all at that point Imp was nowhere near the EAW Title, he was busy being the biggest choke artist on Team Voltage as its captain no less. Meanwhile my Title match against Aren at one of the premier events in all of EAW history was already solidified, so why would I give a single fuck about you having a one off champion vs champion match on Voltage which you lost in the end anyways, no shenanigans, cleanly beat in the center of the ring. And I’m supposed to be jealous of that? That’s actually crazy Nate. And please save your whole “I will go into darker places than you could ever imagine” bit please. Because clearly you didn’t when it mattered against Drastik or in the Divide and Conquer match when The Mighty Don’t Kneel jumped you. Save all the dark psycho talk for Eclipse and the Sanatorium please. In a nutshell, 2 Edgy NO 5 Nathan Fiora!

Screwed? Yes bitch boi you heard right, I said screwed. Need me to say it again for you Nathan? Screwed! The main reason you did not get any opportunities is because you never earned any. And no, you did NOT earn the right to face Aren after Territorial Invasion, that went to the sole survivor in Jamie O’hara, who then ended up being traded to Dynasty for Eclipse Diemos. Now do I agree with how Y2Impact got his opportunity at the gold handed to him? No and I’ve made my stance on all that extremely clear. As for Matt Miles, he earned his shot alright, he was given the opportunity after facing Kenny Drake one on one with the shot on the line. Maybe if you paid more attention to what was going on during Voltage other than “What’s Nathan Fiora up to this week” you would know these things kid. And no, you did NOT start this whole Carlos shit. I did. Not only did I do it first, but I most certainly did it better than your punk ass ever could have hoped to. First of all for your fact checks, several weeks before Territorial Invasion I was throwing slick comments at Carlos meanwhile you were so concerned with Christian Locke cashing in his 24/7 contract on you for your little dinky belt. You only began taking shots at Carlos the week of Territorial Invasion. And even then all you had were little twitter squabbles. A fourteen year old fangirl could have done what you did Nathan, and although that statement oddly enough sums up your run in EAW so far, the fact is everything I had to say to Carlos was right to his fucking face. And not only that, my statements were real and represented not just myself, but that locker room and all the fans. You on the other hand are just as selfish and manipulative as Y2Impact is and Aren Mstislav was. You’re no different than those two, which is why I simply cannot be beaten by you. I won’t let you into that chamber so you could become the next problem child I have to step up to solve on Sunday Nights. Yes, I’ve failed in the past, but as I stated above, there were always things preventing me from success despite my abilities. That simply is not the case anymore Nathan, and you’re going to be the very first of many to figure that out. I’m moving on to the Extreme Elimination Chamber, because my Road to Redemption begins this Sunday when I put you away and I claim my spot in that title match. And it doesn’t matter who’ll be in it. I’m not leaving it empty handed, just as I’m not leaving this match empty handed. No Rebecca and no Jamal to protect you kiddo, you’re playing a man’s game now. And you are not just dealing with any man. I am the Man of the Year, The Agent of Change, the Leader of the Future, and most importantly the Best Wrestler Alive! Nasir Capitani, and LIVE from Chestnut Hill, Massachusetts you’re gonna find out exactly...What’s Poppin Tho!

 
And so, it begins. The aftermath. The fallout of our crazy, sickening and electrifying match. Marco, you stepped up at Shock Value, and I could not be more proud of you. With whatever doubts I may have had in my mind about you, somehow and someway you continue to remind me why I decided to take you under my wing. I am glad you and I are tag team partners, and I am glad you and I are friends. In that hellacious Shock Collar I Quit Match, I gained a new respect for you. The Marco Fedor that I wanted to see come out did. The one that wasn’t afraid, and the one that wasn’t ready to coward his way out of that contest. You gave it everything you had, but unfortunately you slipped through. But that's okay, because you refused to give up, and when you finally said those forbidden words I wasn’t disappointed in you. I could see it in your eyes that you didn’t want to let yourself cave. I held you in that submission move for a long fucking time, but you continued to fight the excruciating pain your body was receiving. Marco you may have lost but you won in my eyes, and now we can focus on what comes next for you and I. This Sunday on Voltage, it’s back to basics. You and I back together as a solid duo – a tag team ready to take the world by storm. We’re the underdogs in this Grand Prix. I don’t think anybody in the world is expecting us to go far, but I’m ready to prove them all wrong and I know you are too. My eyes are set solely on one half of the tag team championships and your eyes should be solely set on the other. Just imagine it … your winners, and new EAW Tag Team Champions – Keelan Cetinich and Marco Fedor! The fans would lose it. The only way we can get to those championships though is through a number of tag teams, and this Sunday we’ve got Ahren Fournier and Autumn Raven.


They call themselves The Winged Crusade. They are an interesting pairing I will admit, but the biggest difference between those two and Marco and myself is that the two of them have never teamed up before for something with high stakes such as these. Ahren Fournier is a man who I know has a lot of talent. You know, since I pinned him in that Hardcore Invitational at Territorial Invasion I thought he might have changed his outlook a little bit. I thought he’d stop being a fucking child that the world laughs at. He thinks the fans find him funny, and they continue to encourage this idiot. You know I may not have defeated Nathan Fiora for the Hardcore Championship but at least I managed to get as far as the main event of EAW’s best show out there. You continue to stay in an idle spot in your career – you continue to stay mediocre at best. You’re neither going up nor down, which is probably the worst thing a professional wrestler could have happen to their career. If you think teaming up with Autumn Raven is going to help boost your morale then you’ve got another thing coming. Truthfully, Autumn Raven is a better wrestler than you are. She fights for a purpose, but what do you fight for Ahren? Mocking and humiliating interviewers? Oh and speaking of Autumn, she may be a talented in-ring competitor, she may be The Beautiful Psychopath, but that doesn’t hide the fact that she is a complete moron. Does she know who anyone on this roster is? Why is she calling Marco Fedor, “Maero?” Those two are polar fucking opposites. This woman has not even taken the time out to dig in and do a little research on the history between Marco and myself. She’d rather sit on a bed and watch movie trailers. It’s no wonder why she’s relegated to house shows. It's like she has no motivation for importance. Autumn do you even take the art of professional wrestling seriously? Don’t complain about Azumi Goto winning that Shock Collar Match – she is a prime example of what an EAW Vixen should be. You and Ahren have not once teamed together and you’re predicting that Marco and myself should just forfeit this tournament because the two of you reckon you can win it all. Here’s one thing you should have done a little research on – myself and Marco may be an odd pairing but you should see what our chemistry looks like. We were at each other’s throats at Shock Value, but now we’re going to be at yours this Sunday. We can switch from enemies to friends just like that. The two of you have incredibly ridiculous personalities that I’m surprised you both haven’t just given up on life yet, and you both have non-existant chemistry. Have the two of you even talked since forming this team, or are you just pushing interviewers into dumpsters or watching Disney movies? You both deserve each other, and that's not a compliment trust me. You’re both saying I should go to a retirement home because you think I am too old? I am 31 years old, and currently in the peak of my entire career. Who else do you know that can take four years off competing and then come back and in the span of three and a half months, be undefeated at FPV’s, defeat half of the Voltage roster and main event the A-show. You both should begin to fear me. Marco and myself are going to run through you two easily, and you’ll both go back to doing what you’re best at – absolutely fucking nothing.



EAW better watch out, because Marco Fedor and Keelan Cetinich are about to hit this tag team division like a fucking freight train. The two of us have let bygones be bygones – we’ve wiped the slate clean. It’s all water under the bridge now. The Winged Crusade have no idea what’s about to hit them, and neither does the rest of this tag team tournament. Here we stand united and ready to take on all the tag teams. We’re going to do whatever it fucking takes to scratch and scrap and claw our way to those vacant tag team championships or die trying. We both have similar goals in mind, which makes us one of the most dangerous teams in this entire Grand Prix. So, Autumn and Ahren, we’ll see you on Sunday, but I can guarantee you that you won’t be seeing us, because it’s going to be all over for you two in the blink of an eye. 

       "I was overlooked long before anyone knew who I was."

Autumn is sitting on a comfortable looking bed that’s covered with a dark blue comforter and a fleece blanket with planets and stars printed on it sitting at the foot of the bed.  The TV is on and playing a movie trailer for that new cute little animated movie ‘Moana’.  She breaks out into a smile, giggling and laughing at what’s on the screen.  To think that they got someone as big as ‘The Rock’ to star in something like this still blew her mind.  It was definitely something to put on her ‘to do’ list in the future, was to go see that movie and have some fun.  Something to do to relax and let the stress of the road drain away like water. Lately it had been one thing after another, with no end in sight and it was starting to wear on her more and more.  Not having any real competition in the EAW, being relegated to doing house shows in between, thrown half-wit competition like La Diva when she knew she deserved better.  She wanted something she could be proud of at the end of the day, not something that made her yawn and want to fall asleep.

”Not surprised at who won that Shock Collar match.  Actually, let me take that back.  I *am* shocked at who won that.  Azumi Goto got control of Empire for a full day?  Oh my god.  That brat is crazy as a rat in a tin shit house, and she got full control of one show?  I would rather have that airhead La Diva in charge than Azumi.  Things couldn’t get worst then.  Did you see what Brody Sparks did to me?  The bitch roundhouse kicked me in the crotch?  What kind of two bit whore does that to another woman?  Kick me anywhere else, but don’t be kicking me in the coin purse.  It’s just not cricket.  Seriously.  I’m lucky to still be able to fuck like I want to and actually have kids in the future after that cheap shot.  Of course, Azumi fails to utilize talent like me when she had the shot.  She shoves all of the ‘special’ class on the card and leaves out the more important people.  Mainly me.  Give a girl a chance, that’s all I want.  But no.  Ya gotta kiss ass and play the crazy card.  Overlook those that deserve a chance, a shot, just to make yourself more appealing to the GM.  Hope you can wash the taste out of your mouth at the end of the day Azumi.

I gotta move on from this, because it’s gonna drive me batty the more I think about it.  Besides, like a certain someone said, there’s always more opportunities to come.  That isn’t the last of them.  The tag team tournament is just about to kick off, and I just so happen to have a hand in this…and a partner.”

Autumn tilts her head as ‘Bizzare Foods’ comes back on tv, smirking slightly.

”Yes, you heard it right.  I, the Beautiful Psychopath, am entering into the tournament with a partner.  He sought me out, out of the myriads of names that threw themselves into that dog pile, because he saw a similar soul in me.  Someone who, like him, had been overlooked and misjudged.  I am talking about none other than Ahren Fornier.  A talent that shines bright yet is overlooked for everything.  Some may think of him as a bit odd, but perhaps that’s what I like about him, that little bit of odd-ness because I myself am odd at times so it all works out.  We’re the odd couple, that’s for sure, and not a lot of people expect much out of us which is typical.  I’ll be the one to leave you groaning in pain, while Ahren will be too quick to catch with those pretty fairy wings of his.  But with that mix of sparkle and pain, we’ll come together and meet in the middle to take flight over Keelan and Maero.  It’s just the way it is.  We’re tired of not being looked at as top stars, as champion material so we’re going to go through this tournament and win the whole thing, bank on that.  So we’re doing this for those out there that are overlooked and underappreciated.  This is our crusade.

Keelan and Maero, now there’s a pair that truly could be considered odd.  Weren’t they in some match last week where Maero was being choked out by Keelan with Keelan standing over him, screaming for him to quit?  And now they’re teaming together?  What’s wrong with this picture?  Everything!  I hardly know you two, so I’m going off of what Ahren’s already said.  After all of the shit that you two have been through, you’re gonna team together and try and make it work to the end?  You two have a better chance at winning the stupid contest than this tournament.

Do yourselves a favor and walk 40 paces away from the arena.  Don’t look back, because if you do, you’ll see what true teamwork looks like; me and Ahren.  Winged Flight.  We are a team, you two are just a shitstorm waiting to happen.  I think I’ll help out Ahren and put Maero in the old folks home alongside of Keelan.  Those two can reminisce about the old days, and how they once held a chance to be worth anything in EAW while looking up at the mountain top and seeing what true champions look like.  That would be us.  A couple of birds who didn’t fly into the sun.  Who clawed their way to true victory.”

Autumn smirks.

”So, that’s where we stand.  We’re waiting on you two clowns to speak up, stand up, and tell us who you are and why you think you have a single chance of advancing in this tournament.  Because on this journey, we have no room for losers with no souls to fight with.”

She hits the button on her phone, and leans back with a sigh, relaxing to watch her favorite show.

Chris Elite versus Tyler Parker…
 
A match I’ve wanted since I’ve joined EAW a match I wanted to happen since I was Suicide Kid.  I consider the man I’m facing one of the greats of all time.  There isn’t a thing this man hasn’t done and if you don’t believe me just look at his history.  Tyler I respect everything you’ve done for this company from the title wins to hard fought battles you’ve came out on top of.  When I say this is a dream match of mine this isn’t me kissing ass.  This isn’t me trying to avoid being on your bad side so I don’t get to hurt.  No this is pure honesty and it’s tough for people to show honesty these days.  They rather lie to themselves and you that you aren’t great and that you aren’t talented.  Me though I’ll give credit when credit is due and I’m sure you’ll do the same.  Another thing about this match is the fact that whoever wins gets a spot in the Extreme Elimination Chamber…   A match that I’ve wanted to be in forever.  A match not ONCE have I ever participated in.  So basically for me it’s a dream match that if I win I get into another dream match of mine.  A match I must win no and if’s or but’s about it.  A match I think I will win…
 
Now I know this is some talk from the guy that just lost to Rex right?  I mean if I can’t even beat Rex what makes me think I can beat you Tyler?  I’m sure that’s the question you’re asking yourself it’s the question everyone who just heard what I said clearly are asking themselves.  Well it’s simple see unlike others two back to back loses would hurt them some people would think it’s time to call the quits especially if both loses had a championship on the line.  Me though? I’m tougher than that, I’m wiser than that every loss I take can’t be looked at as a “Holy shit what am I going to do next?” type of moment I mean shit if I was like that then that’d mean I would  have a lot of those moments.  I just have to move on from those loses and learn from my mistakes and make sure not to make the same one twice.  However it won’t be as easy as it sounds.  This week I go against someone who will force me to make those mistakes again.  Someone who can find all the errors of my skills and exploit and them and capitalize on it.  A man who also wants to be in the Extreme Elimination Chamber.  A man who has the same goal I do and that’s to be crowned the New Answers World Champion.   This is going to be a match of the night I can promise you that.  This is going to be a hard fought battle this is the stepping stone getting us closer to accomplishing our goal.   A goal we both want more than anything. 
 
The two us will put it all on the line making sure we secure our spot in that match.  Tyler I’ve been watching videos.  I’ve been studying and I will make sure I do anything it takes talk walk out victorious.  I don’t care how many times I have to kick you in the jaw with the Box Office Smash,  I don’t care how many ribs I break with the amount of frog splashes I do and it doesn’t how many times  I have to lock in that Grid Lock Koji Clutch.  If that’s what it takes to win? Then it has to be done.  Some consider me to be on some of set back and apparently they didn’t listen to what I said to Rex prior to our match.  I said he decided my fate whether I win the New Breed Championship back or move onto bigger things.   As you can see I didn’t win and already just a week or two away from when I said that I get to prove I wasn’t just talked out of my ass.  I get to prove that I am moving onto better things and I won’t be stuck paying attention to guys like Terry Chamber.  Guys I shouldn’t have to worry about in the first place will never phase me again.   I have a point to prove this isn’t no decline it’s a rise.  I told everyone at the beginning of 2016 that this would be a year to remember for me and already it has.  However I still have time to make it that more memorable and that’s what I plan on doing with a victory over Tyler Parker.   All mistakes I’ve made my past two losses will be fixed.  Errors will be adjusted.   I’ve been silent this week up to now because I’ve been nothing but training and prepping myself for this huge match that can possibly set me up for an even bigger match if I walk our victorious.  I know you are veteran when it comes to stuff like this and you don’t want to lose and neither do I.  Like I’ve said before though I have a different hunger from others in this company and what I say might shock you right now.  I believe though that RIGHT NOW my hunger is more than yours.  I need this I WANT this.  If I want to have my name known for years to come I have to win this match.    Say what you want but I want this more than you do and I know saying and showing you is a big difference and that’s exactly why I’m done speaking on the matter.   I’m done speaking it’s time to let my actions to the speaking and with that being said I think I’ll be heard loud and clear after this.