EAW Promoz!

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Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 11:36 pm by **Ahren Fournier**

I'm so far from perfect. I'm aware that that my path to the World Heavyweight Championship has been less than stellar, and to neglect the past is to make the mistake to repeat history. I know that from the moment I stepped into EAW I was never going to be the World Champion, because that wasn't where I cared to go. The Trill Fairy had a ceiling, a very low ceiling that I created for myself, accidentally. I accept the faults of my ex character, but to repeat yourself over and over Jamie, gets us nowhere. I've brought my point of view, you've brought yours and here we stand at opposite ends of the spectrum, and that's ok. For all of humanity human beings have argued, and rarely do people see eye to eye on everything.. Especially when they're at war. That's where we find ourselves Jamie, at war. I'm trying to steal dinner off of your plate. I'm the enemy here, trying to break down your gate of defenses and make my home where your home is. So I get that you're defending yourself, your validity, your livelihood. Your defensive I get it because when someone questions are very being; when they question what we've worked for for so long, of course you get defensive. You have had your problems, and I've had mine. We're all our own tiny separate galaxies, with our own problems, trying to direct ourselves in our day to day lives. Our thoughts, our lives, they're so vast yet so insignificant. I mean think of it this way, there are 7.442 billion people on this planet, and we're so vapid to think that our little problems actually matter. Here we are fighting for a piece of metal plastered to a piece of leather, and there's people in Africa that are going to die tonight because they can't get clean water. So when you think of it like this, the legend of Jamie O'Hara, DDD, Impact? Who cares? Why should anyone care about what we do? Why should they care? I don't know but they do. With all the shit that goes on around the globe the people that are glued to the TV screen, actually think that we matter. So we fight for these titles and continue the illusion for their sake, and ours. I'm not here for them, I'm not here for you, and I'm not here so that everyone can go out and praise me for the work I do. Because for about 2 hours a week we are their escape from the world, we are this little pocket of protection for them. It's where they feel safe, and at home, because they actually think what we do matters. You say that I can't succeed in this business without the passion going forward, but I say I can because that's the difference between you and I. Maybe the problem with the others is that they care too much, they get wrapped up in this little game where parading around in tights is considered normal. They get wrapped up in the people that watch us, and care if they let those people down. Our co workers think that what we do, what happens between those ropes actually matters, to a point where they can't get out of their own heads. My mindset, could be the perfect one to take you out, because I'm not like the rest. I'm not like anything that you've ever seen before, because I don't care like the rest, I'm not in my head. My head, my conscious is a clean slate. I think nothing except maybe kick your head off, I feel nothing, I'm not getting wrapped up in the feelings of the moment, because to me this isn't a moment. I'm going into that ring with another person, just another guy that I have the chance to beat the shit out of. Nothing more, nothing less, but if you think that's not enough to carry me on, that's your feeling. But that's the beautiful thing about this world, you can think whatever you want, and I can think whatever I want and the fact is? Neither what you, or what I think can be taken for fact, because how could it? They're just thoughts that don't actually dictate what happens in reality. I mean the mind is a crazy thing; the universe is a crazy thing. If you think it, you can achieve it they say. Here's a bonafide fact, if you go into a situation thinking that you will fail, more than likely, you will fail. So no, i don't go into this situation thinking that I'm going to fail, I'm thinking that maybe Jamie O'Hara is just another man. I'm going into this thinking, I've done this a thousand times, and I don't get butterflies for what I know. I'm not going into uncharted waters, I'm not going to that ring with a god, I'm going into the ring with someone that is flesh, blood, and bone just like me. The same guy, with the same flesh, blood, and bone that I was in there with a few weeks ago. I'm not lost in the lure of it all Jamie, I'm not like the rest. As I've tried to convey to you time, and time again, but we've come to an impasse. You will think what you do, and I will think what I do, and at this point all we can do is take it to the ring.

But if I do go in there, and I lay an egg in that ring, and lose. I will hold my head up high, because I know that what I did in their was a moment that will be linked into my brain forever. A moment that I can look back to to remind myself that when I fail myself, when everyone around me doubts me, that I can pick myself back up and do whatever the fuck I want to do. The perception of everyone around me, about me, holds no bearings one what is reality. My reality is what I perceive it to be, and right now I perceive myself as a legend in the making. I perceive this match as something that is not unobtainable because I know that I've done it before. If I flop, if I fail, I can look back at the lesson that I can bring into what I do into that ring for a lifetime to come. Although I know in my heart that what we do in that ring shouldn't matter to the universe, and it shouldn't matter at all because this is a man made creation that was built as a distraction for humankind for what is luring in the future, I can hang my hat on it and be proud. But I will not state at this point in time I'm considering failure as an option, because when i do, it becomes a possibility of happening. You think that you matter, and yet if you go out in public today most people probably wouldn't even know who you are. But it's that perception of who you think you are that keeps you going, and that's why I think that I matter too. That's why actors move to LA, because when they look up into the night sky and they see the vastness of it all, they wouldn't ever audition for a shitty commercial again. The smog in LA helps people keep that belief that the world isn't bigger than they are, and they continue on being the pompous assholes that they truly are. You Jamie, you should think about moving to LA, because you might have similar thoughts and feelings, because here you stand 300 and a couple days out into the reign of EAW World Heavyweight Champion, and you have gotten to the feeling of being untouchable. You have gotten to the feeling that maybe you're more than what this company gives you the funnel of opportunity to do. Maybe you're bigger than this company and you have ran out of competition to prove just how important you are. The well has dried up on the talent, and you stand there above everyone else. Wrestling has become something that isn't challenging to you anymore, so you view the playing field of what else there is. When you look at the careers of wrestlers they don't last long. Most of them only last about 10 years until they realize that there's other things that they could be doing with their time, or they get injured by someone like me. Most people actually use it as a stepping stone for other opportunities because at some point running around the globe in your underwear gets to be quite ridiculous. And that's honestly where I think you're actually getting to, that point of questioning what you're even doing. You're thinking that you've grown better than everyone that it's not even worth your time anymore. You've climbed to the top of the mountain and you've been on top longer than anyone, and once you fall off you have nowhere else to go. Your aspirations are dwindling, because let's face it being the New Breed Champion won't exactly to the thrill trick anymore, now will it?

For so long you've came out here, heard the same shit, and you've berated people for the same dialect thrown at you. But now the tables have turned and you have nothing of importance to say, the same dreary dialect that you've spit out at me since the beginning of the week. You try to cloak your inability to speak any words of new importance or relevance by telling me that everyone will do the same. Well Jamie are you just like everyone else, or are you better than them? You can't think of anything else so you go to the old elementary way of thinking? Well that's quite the bitter pill to take, because I thought better of you. I held you to a much higher esteem than everyone else, but as you can tell from what I've been saying, you've fallen drastically in my eyes. Nothing of importance to say, nothing worth any merit. Maybe back on Dynasty I viewed you as someone much more alluring than anyone else in this place. A certain mystique to you that made you seem untouchable; but as I got to Voltage and saw what you were all about, I just saw a man. A man that was clinging to his final days of relevance. People will revere you when you're gone no doubt, but that thought, that memory of you will dissipate at some point. The memory of Jamie O'Hara will turn into nothing but the memorial plaque in the hall of fame. That moment may be coming sooner than you think, as I know you don't think that I am the man that will be the one to take you down. But as assassinations go, did they ever think that that was the day they'd be going? Did they ever look at that person as the one to take them off this planet forever? So no, I don't need your blessings to give me that extra motivation to actually lay the old dog to rest. All I need is that thought of you laying there, alone, lost, wondering what the hell just happened. You will fall victim to a shot that you never saw coming, that possibly no one saw coming.. Except me. You don't need to accept your fate, no one ever does do they? No one ever wants to accept that their time has come to end it. But whether they want to accept it or not, it happens eventually. No one stays on top forever, and sometimes it's the most random of people that actually gets the job done. So you can stay bitter, you can stay resilient, and keep getting up because you're one tough cunt.. But it won't be enough. You don't have to see the shot that takes you out, but it doesn't mean that it didn't happen.

Grasp at whatever straws you have left, because your judgement day is upon you. Tomorrow, you and I get in that ring with all the eyes upon us. I won't bat an eye to it, i won't waiver because I know what I have to do to make this endgame a reality. That one thing that no one has ever been able to do, I will be the one to accomplish it twice. What will that do for me Jamie? Does that automatically catapult me into the Hall of Fame? Does that make me a made man? I don't think so. The only thing it does is put a target on my back, and more work to come. You've built this legacy for that title and the person to take it from you has a heavy burden to bare no doubt. Whoever is the person to take that from you has a heavy responsibility, because that person is chasing 300 days. They're chasing history, and how many people are actually able to conquer that daunting task? To follow up the greatest run in EAW history, who is actually capable of having the ware with all to actually not crumble under the pressure. I would be insane to think that i can actually replicate what you can do.. So you better tie me up, and throw me in the madhouse because that's exactly what I'm going to do. I am the the guy to take your achievements away from you whether it's what you, or what anyone wants. I hope that no one wants me to win, I pray that people throw shit into the fucking ring to show the displeasure with what I've done with the beloved Jamie O'Hara. Do you think it bothers me? That anyones opinion bothers me? No, because there is 7.441 billion other people on this planet, and to be honest Jamie I don't think that any one of them actually matters. Do you know why you've had trouble with me? You know why, deep down in the pit of your very being. It's because you've had the likes of Chris Elite, Lars Grier, and the absolute pinnacle of competition was "that bloke who ran that shit tier brothel". There is a large discrepancy in talent when it comes to the likes of me, and those people. So when I actually get in the ring and your used to bottom tier talent, that puts you in jeopardy because you've plateaued on meager competition that can't hang anywhere else in this company. While I'm the one that's been on a brand that actually has talent. I know it didn't end well for me, but when you face the competition that I did for so long, and come to a place like this with my actual talents on full display it makes this place feel like summer camp. It makes this place feel like an absolute fucking breeze, and it makes me the top dog around here. And let's not mix anything up and confuse the people Jamie I am the top dog here I just don't have the prop to portray that image for everyone else yet. Let's face it that's all a championship title is, a prop. It's a prop to signify to all the fans that this is the guy that runs shit, this is the guy that you should throw all your money at. This is the guy that you need to recognize as the very best in this business, and well Jamie maybe I don't feel like conforming to that that ideology. Maybe the feeling of being the top guy means so much more than actually being presented the prop of top guy. Don't worry though I will go both ways with it because I will portray the feeling that I am the top guy through action, and presentation. For once I beat you, 1 2 3, there will have to be no doubt that I am exactly what I say I am. And to whom it may concern, and to most it might not, because we're all in this cosmic blender by absolute chance and miracles, and here I am touting myself as the only that does matter. Why should what I say, and what I do matter? Well that's for everyone else to decide. But to me I matter, because I present myself as better, I show that Im better through peace of mind, and I show that I'm better through action. So when you pull it all together, there is no doubt in my mind that it has to be true. Whether everyone else chooses to accept it as fact is up to them, and a matter of opinion that is out of my control .I've planted all the seeds, I've done all I can do, and still it will be the opinion of others to determine. But win or lose like I said does it really matter if I lose or not? I'll get another shot no question, because that's what happens. I have a great showing, shit happens, and there I am with another chance. Look at Lars and Chris, going on their 3rd attempt at you. So I'll get back to wherever I want to be, but I've got a clear mind, I know I'm better, and the future doesn't even matter.

But as I sit here, about 20-24 or however many hours away from the biggest match of my career we are, I'm feeling calm. I feel content with what I've done, and what I'm going to do. I can tell already that I've knocked you off your game just simply off of the fact that I've beaten you, and told you the absolute truth. Like I said you've never been in such predicament before in all of your championship reign. Let's look at the facts, you're in the worst month of it's entirety, against the only man to beat you in a year, against a guy that has completely changed himself, with the most talent you've faced off against. Whether you choose to accept these facts is up to you or not. You may feel as though I'm not the person that is the top tier talent that you deserve to defend your title against, but again believe what you want. From what I've seen you have no real substance to your words. I mean you want to become thought of as the greatest World Heavyweight Champion of all time, and yet feel like I won't be able to do that for you. You don't think that anyone has been able to do that for you, so how do you get there? You don't think you'll be able to get there because no one has been able to do it before. I don't seem to understand your thought process, but be that as it may, I do agree with you. You won't be able to make it the full year, you won't even be able to make it the next 24 hours. So with the repetitive dribble that you decided to use again and again you seem to have this idea that I can't win because of passion. Nobody is the same Jamie, we all grasp at whatever we need to get through. The passion for wrestling, could be equivalent to the passion of not wanting to fail. But then again I've talked about this in great lengths already. You're basically just a repeat of a popular 80's sitcom on Nick At Nite now. You've become a parody of yourself, with no real ounce of substance. No original thought has come out of your face since the week started, except for this passion bullshit. Maybe you should find a passion for being interesting, or innovative, because with all the successes that you've garnered, it would appear that you've grown stagnant in your thinking. I have enough passion in myself to prove to myself that I am as good as I say I am. You think of this as wrestling and you use it as such. I think of it as a fight, and I'll use that as such. I have a passion for living, and when I'm in a fight for my livelihood then I have plenty of passion. I mean who doesn't have a passion for living? Jamie, there are 7.442 billion people on this planet, and we're so vapid to think that our little problems actually matter. That we matter... Your perception of me may differ from what I think, and that's ok. My perception of who I am will be brought into reality when I kick your fucking head clean off your shoulders. For 300 days you've reigned supreme over these lands, and for the first time in 300 days your reign is in serious jeopardy. But I want you to know this Jamie. I am Ahren Fournier, and I'm so vapid because I actually think that I matter. I'm so far from perfect.. My past won't be what defines me though. My past failures as the Trill Fairy will not be my legacy. I will shed the shackles that have held me hostage for so long. My definition of perfection will come into fruition, when everything that I have stated through this entire ordeal becomes reality. None of you may see it, and none of you may want to believe it.. but. I will become the next World Heavyweight Champion, and all of you will just have to accept that fact. As for you Jamie, you've had a long incredible World Heavyweight Championship run, one for the ages. But unfortunately it may not be ending the way you want it to. It's not going to end with a bang, but a whimper. You're not going to lose it at PFP, but a random special on Voltage. What a fitting end to such an odd journey. Everyone just buckle up, and just enjoy the ride, because a new day is dawning.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 11:19 pm by **Carlos Rosso**

The following announcement is brought to you by Carlos Rosso. The opinions expressed within are the opinions of Carlos Rosso only. They should be yours as well, but legally we must put this disclaimer just in case certain things are said. Now then…

Ladies. We are coming upon Valentine’s Day, the day for lovers, very very soon. Carlos Rosso hasn’t forgotten about you. Not at all. I have some gifts for you today. A diamond ring, a lovely new car, a…private massage if you know what I mean, and most importantly of all, the most precious gift there is, ME. We still have a little bit of time before that, so right now I’m going to cut to the heart of the matter. Moongoose, I’m telling you right now that you are doing something that you just don’t do. You’re poking the bear. You are the interwire champion and, I admit, deservedly so. I didn’t finish the job and you took advantage of it. You’re the Man, O’Hara aside, right now. You are just a little bit on the dense side though.
First of all, there is no bending over required for a contractually obligated rematch. Kenny Drake and The Alleged “Gawd” had their hands tied. You know Champions are always going to have dibs on a rematch if they so choose. I know you’re still relatively new to Championships in EAW, I’m not even going to acknowledge that New Breed reign where you lost to some British kid who is skinnier than Mai. But yeah, I suggest you develop that paranoia, that extrasensory element. Besides…YOU should have known that I was coming for you eventually. I wasn’t going to sit around and bide my time to take my belt back. I MOVE TO THE FRONT OF THE LINE WHEN I WANT TO! Why? Because I am what Kenny Drake and EAW have come to know as…. Championship Material. I challenge who I please and right now it would give me a great deal of pleasure of dragging you down to earth. Hard.
You talk about my friends, the Wild Boys, Billy and Jimmy, like I look at them as just servants. Let me tell you right now, I don’t need them to beat you and they damn sure don’t need ME to survive and thrive. You have your little pieces of furniture around for stupid poses and shit, those two have come to Voltage not just to merely be backup. They are here to TAKE OVER the EAW Tag Team division. They are here to cut their teeth, work their way up, and take the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships to Stephanie’s Dojo so she can hang them up on the wall. I will offer my guidance, my tough love, and any help that they need to that end. So, just because you want to try to pass this off as me copying you, you probably should be advised that they are certainly more than just faceless nameless errand boys like YOUR boys. They are the future of this company and the future of the Zaibatsu.
I have done some crappy things to a lot of people. You remember Donovan, right? Back when we were in another federation, as “Damaged Zack Crash” would probably say: The plane Identified as the Alpha Wrestling League. That guy, CWF Champion, AWL Champion. You know that I basically destroyed him to advance my own career? I sent him, not once, but TWICE into retirement. All to secure my place in the sport. I’ve beaten my own tag team partner within an inch of his life. I have betrayed companies, stables, the fans, whatever. If you want to get down in the mud, you’re looking at one of the most experienced muckrakers in the history of professional wrestling. I don’t care about anyone other than the people I associate in the Zaibatsu. That means you, Keelan, Jamie, our bosses, it makes no difference! All the rest of you are means to an end.
HOWEVER. I want to make something clear. Even though I can stoop to that disgusting level, even though I can be as dirty and as nasty as anyone in this business, there is one thing that I must emphasize to you: I want to beat you in the middle of that ring. Fair and square. I want to leave absolutely zero doubt about who the better man is. Why? Because, for control of this championship, for control of Voltage, this is the kind of fight that must be waged man to man, face to face. You don’t want any Boys out there? Fine. This is the kind of match that a Champion is expected to win. This is the kind of match that makes mega-fights like what I crave a reality. Nobody cares if you beat up the Shaker Jones, Ryan Wilsons, The Gabe Renos of the world. But if you take the Interwire Championship from everyone’s new Golden Boy, if you make sure that it’s obvious, then yeah. You’ll be able to name your price. Now, I’m sure with your extensive experience as a World Champion outside of EAW you understand where I’m coming from, right?
Why have I not asked for a match with Jamie before? Well…there are limits to what I can do. Even with all my ability, all my resources, it seems a bit apparent to me that there is a concerted effort in place to keep me from getting him all alone to myself. But that’s okay. There are only two events, two places where I want a piece of O’Hara or whoever is holding that gold. FIGHTING SPIRIT, in one of the Great venues in all of Japan and the wrestling world, Sumo Hall, and Pain for Pride. That’s the end of the list. When I say MEGA FIGHT, I mean MEGA FIGHT. I want all eyeballs on me when I have that match. I want to bring in the most money and have the biggest stage. It’s simple economics. Why just give away one of the greatest wrestling matches that this world will ever see on Voltage?
I am a businessman, Moonie, and a damn good one at that. As far as stopping something ahead of you, you’re obviously not familiar with what the word “ahead” means and don’t understand what a projectile weapon can do. Even if you’re far away from someone, they can easily fall prey to something like a gun or an arrow. Semantics aside, I just want you to know that I have nothing but the utmost appreciation of all the confidence that you have going into this championship match. I have even decided to prepare a gift set, a collage of gifts if you will, for you and your Boys and your recently acquired asskisser, one Ryan Wilson.
The first thing I have for your boys. A box of chocolates. These are Belgian made, not that cheap American shit, and are some of the most expertly handcrafted, well-made candies in the world. They will be perfect for your boys to snack on as they sit in the back, watching me do what I do best, rip through competition like you like you weren’t even there. You’ve been in the ring with me before. You know what you’re getting when I’m focused, don’t you? You’re getting the most dangerous, powerful man in the wrestling world coming to take what is rightfully his.
For you, Moongoose, I have a massive stuffed Teddy Bear. Your gift I didn’t go through the same trouble as The Boys, they seem a nice enough pair of lads besides being around a fuckwit like you. This bear was the finest that Target could provide…yeah, I know, I sent someone out and the only had a 15-dollar budget. Not their fault. It’s a bright white with a big red bow on it. You know why it’s white, right? So, you can cry into it and stain it a lovely shade of red with all the blood that’s going to be shed. I’m just a patron saint, ain’t I?
And for your new boyfriend, Ryan Wilson, I have acquired for him a dildo of high quality. He seems to have uncontrollable fantasies about my cock, randomly blurting out things about me when he should be focused on his match, and even alluding to my mother to try to elicit a response. Well, response elicited. I want him to have this dildo for several reasons. The first because I think this dildo pretty much describes him to a T: it’s a tool that people use to get themselves off, and by get off I mean pin his back to the canvas and take wins, because unless he’s wrestling beginners that’s all he’s able to fucking accomplish apparently. He can also go fuck himself for mentioning my mother. And finally, I want him to have a well-lubricated, well prepared asshole. Because if he keeps talking, he’s going to find my size 14 boot lodged so far up his ass my boot sole will be brushing his tongue.
And Moongoose, I haven’t forgotten about your lovely spouse. You see, she’s going to get the loveliest gift of all after I’ve pinned your shoulders to the mat and reclaimed MY EAW Interwire Championship for an unprecedented third time. She’s going to be allowed to partake in the, ahem, victory celebrations in my locker room. I wonder which one is going to piss you off more: knowing that your wife abandoned you to be satisfied by the man appropriately referred to by the women of Louisiana as the Cajun Cannon, or me taking your title? Or the fact that the only consolation that you will have is on the shoulders of another loser, Ryan Wilson? I don’t know.
This has been a long, winding saga, Moongoose. All of your doing. You could have just stepped aside when I set my sights on the Interwire Championship. I told you over and over and over again that what happened wasn’t personal. But you have made this personal, personal beyond your most wild dreams. And it’s not like I’m even all that upset with you. You wanted revenge after what happened to you at Shock Value and you got it. But now, it’s time to face the music. I find it a bit apropos that this is also Mardi Gras and Carnival season for many Catholics around the world. Carnival season Is a season of excess, decadence, celebration, and preparation for the solemn diligence of Lent. Your championship reign, it’s very much like Carnival. People are happy, there is all this celebration going on now. There is all this wonder and amazement that you seem to have finally broken through to the other side!
But here I stand right now. The grim reality of Lent, in terms of wrestling. Voltage for me, it’s just another day at the office, just another championship match, just another feather in the cap and another opportunity to make history. For you, this is midnight on Fat Tuesday in New Orleans. Silence, an understanding that the party is over. You see, for those unfamiliar, as soon as midnight hits and Ash Wednesday begins, people are ushered off the street, the excesses of the previous night are cleaned up and the day begins anew as people begin observation of Lent. But…never mind any of that. I ain’t Catholic. I don’t give up things for Lent, and I’m damn sure not giving up my claim to the Interwire Championship. And the only thing that will be in ashes once I’m done with you is your career.
I am a generous man. I have given my live to wrestling. I gave you a chance to elevate yourself, and I gave you a chance to walk away as I was chasing down Amadeus. You failed to live up to my expectations each and every time, and this time, it’s going to result in your heart being broken and your spirit being broken. I know a lot about failure, Moongoose, and I also know how to make failures out of others when they least expect it. You can be confident and take me as a joke all you like, but please don’t think you’re stepping into the ring with someone who can’t get the job done. Because if you do, you’re not only going to lose your title, your spirit is going to be broken.

The good times are going to roll on Voltage, happy days will be here again, and I’m going to prove why I am the GREATEST INTERWIRE CHAMPION in history…as well as the only man who can end Jamie O’Hara’s reign of terror.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 9:29 pm by **Ryan Wilson**

The Ryan Wilson Show presents: The Book of Wilson
A peek at the life of an up and comer.
Voltage Record: 2 Win 4 Losses 1 No Contest
Opponent: James ''Black Mamba'' Ranger
Chapter Title: Megaminds
No. of words: 985
Reading time: A little over 3 minutes 30 seconds

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''I've been in Philly since tuesday, and I have to say I'm a bit bored.''

''I went to the Flyers-Habs game on Thurdsday only to see my boys in Bleu Blanc Rouge lose and acheiving a new level of sucking (Not THAT level Rosso! Get your head out of your ass.) which makes me regretfully believe they should tank the rest of the season and write a Tweet ala New York Rangers. But that won't happen, because the Molson's won't ever allow that to happen, the fan base won't allow it either. Too much pride you see, that's something I share with the Canadiens. Pride. I don't suck as much as them these days though. (Zip it Carlos!) But he didn't say anything! (Can't say squat when he sucks a big brown one right?) HA! And we're not talking about a Cigar here hehe.

Now, as fun as the Super Bowl Parade was (But your money was on Brady!) Shut it Forthwall! And as fun as going to meet Rocky atop of the stairs I didn't come to the city of Brotherly Love for that. I came to give a good amount of tough love to a guy in particular. A guy I've faced before back in my NEO days. He calls himself James Ranger, but his nickname has much more gravitas:

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Now I'll admit I have no idea why he'd call himself after a snake but I'll be honest: I seriously don't care. It's his name that I am starting to dislike to be honest, especially the Ranger part. I mean I have nothing against the military branch of the same name but I'm an avid gamer you see and these days besides playing a healthy dose of EAW 2K18 I'm also playing Middle Earth's Shadow of War. Often when an Orc Captain crosses Talion's path they yell ''RANGER!!!'' and I can't help but think about James! So I've been beating down James alot as I've visualized him through every enemy I faced in that game. They are a decent challenge, like he was when I faced him back in NEO and I always manage to conquer and win over my enemies in S.O.W... Just like I was with James back in our NEO days. It was good times to be honest I had fun facing him and now we are both on the Yellow Brand (The Best Brand! Home of the Ryan Wilson Show!) and we are going for... I think round three? Is it our third match James? I think it is.

I'll be quite honest with you my man I haven't followed your career since I arrived on Voltage, too much focus working to establish my brand and well you were on Showdown until recently. The truth? I don't follow the other brands except Empire. I did take a glimpse at your last match against Sharkie though! For study purposes to see how you progressed since we last met. You won against the show's Shaker Jones... I guess that's good? (Since when is defeating a jobber an accomplishment?) Hey give the guy credit he got on Voltage a little while ago only, but I'm pretty sure the Ranger knows I am not Shaker Jones nor Shark Man. I love sushi but if I am to be compared to food we all know I am much harder to chew on and I am not easy to digest. In fact James can expect an indigestion tomorrow night while I proceed to obtain my third win in a row. I'll give him a bit of credit though, he's more of a challenge than the Wild Boys so I'm looking forward to face the guy again!

Oh! Oh! I have to address the Wilde's a mo! Guys, do it a MAJOR favor! Please go back to NEO and Git Gud! I mean it's obvious that Russo's ~talent~ didn't rub off on you since you decided to follow him and attack me and Mongoose. I own you, you are both my bitches so do what I say and go get better! Go down there a few months and then when you improved come back to try a crack at the major shows and try to fight with the men. Because we aren't boys, we are men! Men fight, boys serve The McQueen and he's already have a pair of man servants.

Back to the Mambaaaaaaaaaaaaa

You and I have a few things alike y'know? We both enjoy simple things (Like Russo's mother, or should we say her ability to do amazing laundry!), we have simple goals, we know wins are coming our way and we're pretty much having fun doing what we do. Well I have fun doing what I do. Do you? (Does he?) We do! (Do we?) Yes! We also both enjoyed some levels of success on the independant circuit so we know what we need to do to get our grasp on the shiny! Our match tomorrow will be interesting, and no matter who gets the W we both know the defeated won't be holding a grudge against the other. For me facing you is all business, and business is my pleasure! Heck if it ever becomes personnal (I don't see how right now) it'll be fun too, only you'll be going through a World of hurt. Not that I won't hurt you tomorrow I mean I have to in order to win but it's nothing personnal, it's just pleasurable business.

So good luck tomorrow man!
Once you lose, I'm sure you'll get back into it the week after with whoever you'll face. Just like me I know you'll get back up, dust yourself off, shake the headache and move onto to next week. If only everyone was able to think the way we do man. But nooo, too much ego's and idiots around here. It can't be helped... Sadly.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 9:20 pm by **Cameron Ella Ava**

IV.

I’m sorry. Cameron can’t come to the phone right now...why? Oh, because she is twenty four hours away from becoming one-half of the Unified Tag Team Champions…

I’ve been anticipating your responses, High Rollerz.

I’m quite bored of this. I mean, this is my fourth time responding this week. You’d think I’d be quite bored, but I remember me not taking this match seriously really got to you and Jack, David. I mean, I could feel your heart shattering as I provided my attention to the Openweight Championship at King of Elite. From my perspective, you should feel flattered that I’m actually bothering to respond to you. If you want me too, I could go talk about my match with Keelan again? I mean, if you’re already bored about what I am spewing. I could sadly ignore you and Jack and meet you in the ring, but I am a woman and I need to have the last word when it comes to these discussions. First of all, my mindset is fine. I’ve never had a concussion or head injury in life. I mean, I cannot recall myself having an injury where I took long periods of times out of the ring. I’m a fucking professional. I take care of myself in the ring. I mean, where are your doctorate degree? What gives you the fucking nerve to think I’m not all in there when it comes to everything going on this week? All I’ve been doing is pointing out things about this match. It’s not built enough to my liking. I know for a fact that it is not Di Consentes’ fault when it comes to that.

The thing with Sheridan was that she had issues that most of the EAW fans were unaware of unless you read those dirt sheet websites. She was a bitch that could not separate her personal issues with her business issues. This was the only opportunity I could speak my mind. The thing is: I don’t hate you, David. I don’t like you either, but I do not have a problem with you. I wouldn’t put you in the same category as Sheridan. In comparison to people like Sheridan Muller, you look like a saint.. That should explain why I wanted to respond to her as soon as possible, but why should I explain about things from King of Elite. I mean, you point out some of the most fucking obvious things! I do love to talk. I love hearing myself talk. I love annoying the shit out my opponents with what I say. You are free to ignore this. You were free to ignore anything else that has been said, but just like Jack, you have kept your anger inside you. You could have fast forward the video and just shrug your shoulders and moved on. Nah, you just have that urge to shut me up. You have the urge to prove to everyone that they need to watch The High Rollerz beat the living hell out of Di Consentes. I mean, is this a murder just waiting to happen? Are you going to brutally attack Di Consentes, make us beg for our lives and end us? There is just no way for us to come out of this match alive! There is no hope at all! I mean, what is the point? The High Rollerz are soooooo strong! We just have no chance of coming out of this match alive! After retaining the Openweight Championship, I’ll just pack my bags and not show up to this match. I mean, what’s the use? HBG and I are WAY over our heads with becoming the first female team to hold the Unified Tag Team Championship! We will never compare to The High Rollerz!

Yeah, no.

I’m not playing the victim. Just like I’ve been telling you guys all this time. I am making a fucking observation about things. I’m glad you guys took my critique to heart and actually changed your approach. I mean, it seems like both of your are really listening to me. I mean, was that so hard? And, your ears? They aren’t bleeding! See, David! If you can survive this week, you can survive ANYTHING! I really want to congratulate you for being one of the few individuals to not throw my love life directly at my face! That is something Keelan needs to figure out for himself, but there’s just some people who will manage to find ANYTHING about me to get the upperhand in these discussions. I’ll make sure you get you a participation trophy because you’re going to need something new to carry once we take those titles off your shoulders. You think that I would be nervous about tomorrow, but I’m more than excited. I’m more than excited to get in the ring twice tomorrow night and make everything that was wrong with King of Elite, right. Everything that has occured this will will lead us to Reasonable Doubt. When Di Consentes approaches this match, we know that we are approaching a hellacious battle with you and Jack. We know there’s a possibility that we could be seriously injured, but this is something that I have mentally prepared myself ever since this match was announced. I am not going to overreact and throw everything out of proportion like you accuse me of doing. I’m not going to jump and be concern about things not going my way. I’m going to remain optimistic and see where that takes us.

FINALLY! HE SNAPS! JACK RIPLEY SNAPS! I DID IT, GUYS! I MADE HIM SNAP!

Gee, I was wondering what I had to say in order to get you to snap, Jack. I feel that I’m getting the same response as David from you, but since I have such a “thick skull” like you guys claim that I REALLY need to pay close attention to what is said with me and HBG. I mean, are we STILL on the topic about me overreacting and me being “ganged up”. I thought we moved passed this discussion; however, you are continually bringing up proving that you aren’t doing it. I don’t care. Also, this “weak link” shit, I wasn’t overreacting. I wasn’t throwing it out of proportion. I was just questioning it. I was just trying to see things from your perspective. Can a woman ask questions? Or is that a giant no-no in Las Vegas? Will I get pimp slapped if I spoke my mind? Either way, I don’t give a fuck and I’ll keep talking. I don’t consider myself the weak link of our past confrontation, I thought HBG and myself gave one hell of a performance. We did not win, but it was definitely a match to remember. People were in shock about the ruthlessness of The High Rollerz. People were amazed by the resilience of Di Consentes. People were mad about the interference of Drake Jaeger. There was plenty things about our last match people can take away from. I can take criticism. I can listen to people’s opinions on what I did wrong. I’m not going to bitch and complain when you make a valid point. If I didn’t know how to take criticism, I probably wouldn’t be in this point in my career. If I didn’t ask for advice from the veterans that were in the company when I was a woman starting out in EAW, I probably wouldn’t be able to accomplish as much as I did. Here’s a critique from me: actually, listen to what I have to say. You are bring up things that are two to three days old. You are the one who is constantly bring back topics that I had been done talking about. It’s boring when you keep bring up topics that I have either established or finished talking about days ago. Whenever you don’t do that, you bring up some of the stupidest accusations. “You can’t hang with The High Rollerz”...um, yes I can. Does King of Elite skip your mind? Does pushing the two of you to the limit get lost in your mind? Does almost taking your titles not mean anything to you? You guys thought that we would go our separate ways after King of Elite. Never did you expect that Di Consentes would get another shot for your titles. Well, here we are, motherfucker. We are still hungry and we’re taking your titles! I cannot wait to see what kind of material you’ll bring out to justify your loss at Reasonable Doubt. I mean, I don’t think you have the balls to admit that Di Consentes will be the better team that night. There is no way you are going to life with the fact that two women were able to end your title reign. There’s no way that you and David will march to the ring, grab a mic and admit Di Consentes are the best tag team in EAW. I mean, you admit that The Triumvirate were better than you at Territorial Invasion. You admit that you underestimated RoViper at Grand Rampage? There’s a curiosity of what happens once Di Consentes beats you for the titles. What will be next for The High Rollerz? What are The High Rollerz when they do not have a title on their waist? I cannot remember the last time you weren’t champions. It feels such a fucking long time. Tomorrow night, we will witness a rare sighting of a titleless Jack Ripley and David Davidson.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 8:17 pm by **Keelan**

You see this is why I hate you fucking Avas. You’ll say whatever the hell you can to protect your family name. As soon as you find yourself frozen like a deer in the headlights, you’ll say anything and do anything to get yourself out of it. I know you don’t give a shit about me; I was being sarcastic. I know you’re probably way too stuck up to understand sarcasm properly even though you’ve built your entire life around acting like a two-faced, sarcastic, fake bitch. You just hate it when you’re wrong, don’t you Cam? You just hate that there might be a slim possibility that you might not be as good as you think you are.

First of all, you left Voltage, NOT Showdown. I guess perhaps that little mishap might be further proof of how badly you want to come back to our show. Deep down in your heart, you’d love nothing more than to leave Showdown. Who the fuck are you going to be having Sunday brunches with now, Desmond Helms? Voltage was the one place where you were able to be yourself, Cam. Voltage was the one place where you could be with the two blokes that you cared about most. But now you’ve moved over to Showdown; a show full of high egos. Huh… perhaps that show suits you after all then. Yeah, you’re right, the EAW Shakeup was done at random but some part of me feels that somebody rigged the system so Showdown could end up with the Openweight Championship in the end. I’m not the only one that feels this way, either. And now, Showdown once again has that championship. It feels like no matter what Showdown just has to get everything and surely this doesn’t boil down to a coincidence. Nah… this is where I come in, Cam. There is where Keelan comes in and fucks your plans up, because I am the one to put an end to it all. Showdown will not have the liberty and the gall to say they have the Openweight Championship for a second straight time for very long. And so help me god, I will defeat you a second time Cameron. I can’t imagine your gameplan going into our match would change too much from our last encounter. Both of us were fighting for the same thing in the end, weren’t we? If I had the heart to overcome you to make it to the main event of King of Elite; a woman who’s had a hall of fame career with so many championships and accolades to her name, then what makes this time any different?

Three matches away from an EAW Championship opportunity. Cameron Ella Ava is ready to run the gauntlet, bitches and gentlemen! It must suck that you have to start with me; a man you’ve never beat and I’m willing to bet that you haven’t figured out in your head how you’re going to beat me either. How unlucky. I’m a bit of an unpredictable case, especially lately. You know you make out like you and Jamie would still be okay if you stayed on Voltage and fought him for his championship, but truthfully have you really ever been the same since when you first got together? You say that you became stronger than ever after the Territorial Invasion match, but all everybody saw was you clenching onto his leg like a lost puppy. As for HBG, well are you even really, truly friends right now? You both entered the Grand Prix not because you were good buddies but you both felt it would benefit your careers even further. Say what you will, but I think you both entered that tag team tournament for yourselves, not for each other. HBG is the EAW Champion, Cam. Do you think she REALLY cares if she doesn’t win the tag team championships at Reasonable Doubt too? She’s the face of Showdown. You have the opportunity to be the face of it too, and HBG would be crazy if she thought it would be okay for you to take that spot. She wouldn’t be happy if you became her challenger in the near future, so no, you two would not be okay. And the fact that you say you’d fight anybody in EAW would prove that even further. You’re in it for yourself, which is all fine and dandy, but don’t come out here and blatantly lie to my fucking face.

You have no REAL friends,

I still don’t know what your idiotic boyfriend sees in you,

And I just don’t know how you can sleep at night.

I’m not sitting around thinking about why you left Voltage, Cam. If you think you being shifted to another show bothers me THAT much then you clearly just don’t understand my motivation towards facing you. You’re talking about how the answer is straightforward, well so is mine. I guess we’re both blind then, huh.

Yes, Cam, it does get to me. I used to deny it. I used to think that everything would be okay if I just kept pushing and pushing and pushing and fighting through it all but all it’s gotten me is right back to where I started. You think I like being stuck in this constant loop? You might not believe it, Cam, but I am a very vulnerable person right now. Yeah, no man in EAW wants anybody to they might seem vulnerable but what choice do I have at this point? I need something to change otherwise what type of person would I be to keep following the same pathway constantly just to have it all blow up in my face? I mentioned earlier in the week that our match will be the turning point for me because I, as well as my girlfriend, are going to find the problem together. So don’t sit there and belittle me and say that I have the one that made this personal. Sweetheart, you would have made it personal anyway. And hell, you did make it personal. You were the first one to open your mouth this week and seconds into your little speech, you made it personal. Talking about my losses, talking about what I lack to bring to the table, talking about how I am the failure that you see before your very eyes. Why does it matter to you so much? I attacked your character and I attacked YOU because what kind of man would I be if I just let all of what you said slip by? You think I’m that fucking stupid. I attacked your relationship. Cam, you have not stopped talking about Madison Kaline! How hypocritical are you?! Yeah, you’re right, for my own sanity I need this win. More than you can ever possibly imagine. So that is why you should expect a different side to me in our match, Cam. The side of me you took on in the Voltage King of Elite Finals? He is a lost cause. Funny that too because that side of me still managed to defeat you. You’re out here trying to just… push my buttons. You’re trying to rattle my head and play your mind games but I’ll spare you the trouble - it won’t work. Cam… I let down my fans. I let down my friends. I let down my family. I let down my girlfriend. I let down Voltage. I let down everybody. I’ve been thinking about it every second of every minute of every fucking day these past few weeks. I come out each and every week on Voltage and I see the sea of fans still cheering my name I just don’t understand why. I’ve tried to face my personal issues head on but it’s been a very difficult month, but I’m at least trying. You say that you have no personal issues well that’s where I say bullshit, Cam. You have some. Everybody has some. You can’t continue to go around pretending that you don’t. And now you speak about how you didn’t get your rightful opportunities on Voltage? Well maybe if you had spent more time actually on the fucking show rather than spending it dancing with some Russian fuckwit on Dancing With The Stars, then maybe you would have gotten an opportunity. Maybe if you had spent more time wrestling then being a manager to Jamie O’Hara and helping him win matches even though you claimed you just wanted to be a supportive girlfriend, then maybe you would have gotten an opportunity. The New Breed Championship is probably beneath you but I bet Finnegan Wakefield would have given you a run for your money. And don’t get me started on the Interwire Champion. That’s your boy, right? Moongoose McQueen? Yeah, I don’t think anybody would have wanted to see you challenge him after the last time you fought him. You still practicing your Dragonball Z moves, Cam?

What a fucking embarrassment that was. That’s YOUR Openweight Champion, Showdown!!

Perhaps attacking your personal life as much as I have this week isn’t the best thing to do but Cam you just bring it all out of me. You just make me so damn hateful towards you. Madison Kaline is not putting her career on hold for me. She’s got a fucking injury, you moron. She can’t wrestle. No, her being out there in my corner is not the same with you and Jamie. Jamie is successful, I haven’t been. Madison is out there to help me work out what I’m doing wrong. Shark Man almost got one up on me but I gave him the beating of a lifetime in that match. The Revenant is contending for a championship. So yeah, maybe he’s a rookie, but he’s sure making a name for himself early. I respect that. Moongoose McQueen is an embarrassment of an Interwire Champion, El Ironico is a botchfest waiting to happen, and Cody Marshall… yeah, who the fuck cares. Wow, you defeated three dudes I’ve all defeated in the past too. Big props, definitely worth mentioning again.

Nah, you see this is where you’re wrong. You’re not on our show anymore so you just don’t see or hear it. We over here on Voltage all feel that you were moved on purpose. Truthfully, we’re not pissed at you but we’re pissed at the system. I was the only one to stand up to OUR displeasure, not just mine. I invaded your show, attacked you, and all of it is to bring that championship back home where it belongs. But don’t worry Cam, after I defeat you and High Rollerz defeat Di Consentes again, in a few months when you’re asking Kenny Drake to come back, we’ll make sure to keep the door locked.

I’ve said it before to you Cam, and I’ll say it again: EAW is a dog eat dog world, but at the end of the day, we leave the bitches behind.

THE KILLER HAS SPOKEN.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 7:45 pm by **Rex32**

As the days have passed, and time winds down until that opportunity that's there waiting to be seized has come, I'm left with the time to be alone with my thoughts. Lots has happened since I last spoke, and really it goes back to what I previously touched on with change. There's the shake up of course, where different assorted talent of all levels were being shifted throughout the company to new homes. I guess I should be fortunate that I was one of the ones that didn't go anywhere. I didn't have to make any real hard adjustments as these changes where happening. When I signed with Elite Answers Wrestling in November of 2015 I was sorted to Showdown, and to this day it's this brand, the most elite brand of all brands that I remain. I don't have a title that's granted me immunity. I don't have a whole lot of hype behind me. The last several months in which I fought in vain to put that main spotlight on me, the way in which I approached each situation and went about things, they ensured that the little hype that I may have had behind me was washed away. I don't have anyone or anything that's going to be there to guide me, to pick me up if I fall as I move forward, something mentally that I'm more than prepared for. As far as the other changes, well for one thing, many others have left, or were forced to leave, or they retired. But that just goes back to that revolving door that I spoke of earlier. Champions have changed, people have changed the content of their characters. Some of the well-known that remain, to include myself, have either gained in momentum or have lost just the same, and are trying to get it back. New stars are being groomed as time has gone on. But that's change, that's evolution, transformation. Nobody can stop for the future, nor can they rewind to the past. We have to just keep moving forward. Something Tiberius Jones understands very well, having been a part of some of those changes that have transpired just as I have. Things have changed since Road To Redemption, since Kingsroad even. In fact it was at Kingsroad that you were left just as I was in search of answers after all the momentum we had built going into that event was just suddenly taken from us. Spontaneous changes abruptly overtook what we were out to accomplish that night. I was out to advance to King of Elite for the right to fight for the crown, while you were out to retain your coveted EAW Championship. The difference since then, is that I've let reality be reality, and you've tried to alter events. I've allowed things to flow naturally lately since that night, while you have tried in vain to manipulate your way into more favorable situations and try to talk your way out of the unfavorable ones. Guess it didn't quite work that way for you this time, Tiberius, and I have to admit that there has been a brief moment where I've thought about how disappointing it is that this isn't for that EAW Championship that so many wanted to win from you, to be the one to say they were able to dethrone you from the top. But you are still regarded as being above me, and that's about to change too, because I refuse to leave Reasonable Doubt without finding victory for the very first time over you. That's just one of my many motivations coming into this that I have. I know what you want most, something that you've already had once before. The confidence you walked out with, the empowerment that it gave you to feel truly at the top of the mountain. You hate this situation. You hate that it turned out the way that it has. Deep down you wish you had enough power to get rid of someone like Brain Daniels. You wish you had the power to get back your title just like that. I warned you way back when, that everything, no matter how good it seems to be going, eventually has to come to an end, and it did. You knew it to be true, but you with your pride would have none of it, but you knew then that it was as true as the sky is blue. But don't feel too bad, I've had to go through some adversity of my own. We all do from time to time. It's how we handle it that dictates where we ultimately end up. Our match at Reasonable Doubt will show everyone more than just who wins and who loses, but will tell tail of the tape of who is truly on the upswing and who's not.

So quickly things can change...just like that.

I hear you speak toward me, speaking of my approach, the way things have unfolded seemingly in my favor in your view. But I didn't create any of this, you did. I'm unoriginal? Gee, I wasn't quite aware of that, not after the last two years that I've been hearing that, and still GROWING within this company, EVOLVING! That you should point such a thing out, it makes you no different than anyone else whose said it in their own form or manner. You've done noteworthy things that gets you the attention that you crave in this company, but look where you're at now? You're being forced practically against your will to go out and perform under a different set of circumstances than you have recently, and no one is to blame more than yourself for how they've turned out. You may believe that you deserve better, more than anyone else, but again you're being shown differently. You're not special. You're hardly that unique snowflake that you wish to be seen as. Constantly comparing yourself to others, but it's not an insult to them, it's just you insulting yourself. Nothing's original. Everyone on this earth, their just combined efforts of everyone else they've ever known, and every experience they've ever been a part of. We're all stealing something from someone and something else, anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels our imaginations. Watching tv, film, following current pop culture, indulging your interest in one of the least readable books and finding out something new that you swear you'd never heard or thought of before, random conversations, the works. You name it, and it most likely came from somewhere else first. It hardly matters how you wish to view me, because look how long I've been here, Tiberius. Look how far I've come from day one. Nobody's opinion has ever slowed my path forward, and nobody ever will except maybe myself, but I've since come to terms with that, and I'm now refocused as I should be. It will not affect how I approach this week as I have shown. I'm too motivated not to approach this just as I have many others in my career. Having detractors will probably follow me throughout my career, but it will never decide how I approach any situation as long as I'm pushing forward in it. What you've had to say this week, what you believe will happen the night of Reasonable Doubt will not make a difference in my forward progression, it will not make a difference in the way I go into any new experience as I do. You can make comparisons of me to those that you've faced previous, that's easy. Anyone can do that and build themselves up to seem like a world renowned conqueror to make things seem easier, and that's where the build up begins and ends. Then once you're thrust under the bright lights with the whole world watching, all of the build up and the hype goes away leaving you and your opponent in that ring. I'm not here to be just another guy on this Showdown roster meant to be mere cannon fodder to the likes of you, or anyone. I'm here to win. Win this week, next week, the week after that. My mind may not have been in the right place after a few lucky chances fell in my favor early on this season, and lead me to believe that I was well on my way to being a step closer to wrestling immortality, and that all I had to do was abandon everything that had gotten me the notoriety and respect of my peers, the fans, but that all came to a close at Kingsroad. That night calamity reared it's ugly head, but clarity is what followed in the aftermath. and allowed me to refocus just as I had before this season had begun. Will that be enough to overcome you finally, and find victory? Well, until you prove me wrong, I have every reason to believe that it will be enough. It will be enough now, it will be enough going forward.

You have built quite the Kingdom for yourself in your time here, indeed, and I know there's a chance that I go in and I don't come out the same in the aftermath, I understand that wholeheartedly. I accept that what will be will be. I've been chasing you down for a while now. That crown you wore on your head, you won that at King Of Elite last year, but along the way before you could you showed me what I could be in the future. Little did I know, that that future included becoming the National Elite Champion, an experience that propelled me up the ranks during that period. Facing off earlier this season for the EAW Championship, that experience propelled me even higher, and helped grow my confidence, again showing me what I could be in the future. I'm on a mission, one that protects and fortifies my passion from a lot of what I see as being the evils of this realm, and from the fear of others. I've been one of the fortunate ones to be born and bread to fight for everything he gets with this innate power to shape my career in this sport, my life, as I see fit. I'm not going to speak of change this time around, I'm just going to live it, do it, taking the good with the bad. Intent and action paired together is what builds that bridge to success. Anyone can talk about it, but if you don't do what you say, then what you say has no meaning, no merit, and then you end up confirming yourself to be the failure and the fool people thought you to be. They end up like those that you were able to push to the wayside. I don't hold the keys to the Kingdom, not yet. But walking into yours at Reasonable Doubt, I'll make sure I leave no doubt when it's all said and done. The promise maker will leave as the promise keeper.

See you soon.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 7:30 pm by **The High Rollerz**

(With their big title match at Reasonable Doubt right around the corner, an EAW cameraman captures David and Jack sitting backstage with their tag titles on their shoulders, watching “game film” from their match at King of Elite against Di Consentes. They are going over things they thought they did well, as well as some things they need to clean up to ensure they keep their titles tomorrow night. At least that’s what we can assume with all of the finger pointing they are doing at the tablet and explanations they are giving to one another when they point something out they can exploit. The audio can’t be picked up at this point because the cameraman is still too far away, which is good because we wouldn’t want any key information to leak, right? Bill Belichick disapproves, I know. Jack stops David from talking as he spots the cameraman approaching, knowing he is expecting them to give the EAW fans, as well as Di Consentes, one last message before Reasonable Doubt.)

Jack: Oh hey Cam, sorry I know you don’t like to be singled out, but I didn’t have any other way to let you know that I was talking to you. Dumbass could work, but then again HBG is your partner so there probably would’ve been some confusion with that one too. You were doing pretty well this week keeping your stupidity under wraps, and I tried to keep the bubbling sensation of hating you under wraps too… BUT, I can’t anymore. Not after that huge shit you just laid on everyone. You, and HBG are quite the hypocrites. You say one thing, complaining about us in a multitude of different ways; all the while trying to defend yourselves from the absolute facts that we state. My breaking point came when the first sentence of your last promo came out your mouth. Absolutely, one of the dumbest things I’ve ever heard in my life. So congratulations, you did it! You outdid yourself. I didn’t think you could, but you have your gold medal in stupidity. I’m sure you have a lot of people that you want to thank, but before I let you do that, I’ll explain what you did.

Now last time I came out here, and I explained how you were the weak link.. in the last match. It wasn’t something that was so out of the box either. I talked about it in a calm dignified manner, that even you couldn’t freak out over. Then again you are Cam, and you love to overreact to everything. I gave you some leeway, I gave you some resemblance of credit, and just like that you overlooked everything that I said and narrowed in on the words “weak link”. This obviously is a sore spot for you, and clearly you have some resemblance of belief in it. If you didn’t you wouldn’t take it so hard.. Don’t take it so hard Cam, they’re just words.. Not a dick. What I said was, maybe you aren’t the weak link of this team altogether, but in the last match, you were. Even though HBG would like to say you don’t have any weak links and that you’re a well oiled machine with no flaws… Which is bullshit because someone without flaws wouldn’t have lost the match in such an idiotic way. But I digress. The simple fact, that you were the one that was pinned, costing your team the match, made it obvious on that night you were the weak link. I didn’t end the sentence their though, I put it up for debate when I asked, is that fair? Of course you as evidence from your response, you didn’t think it was fair, and overreacted. You went on to try and tell me what you did in your career, and how could anyone with so many accomplishments be looked at as a weak link. Well, it’s simple really.. The other person you tag with has done more than you, and didn’t cost the match for your team.. But that’s not even the point I was trying to convey, I was just simply saying you costed the match, you were the weak link ON THAT NIGHT. I.. as you said, called you out on FACTS. Something you yourself have said you actually enjoy having done. After you bitched about me stating that you cost your team the match, you then.. Right after complaining, went on to say how you didn’t understand why we thought that you couldn’t take criticism. I don’t know Cam maybe because you can’t? All I did was state facts and you couldn’t handle it, and so you bitch, and bitch, and bitch, and bitch about it, trying to gain some sense of credibility. But by bitching, and not being able to accept the fact it is your fault that you lost your team the match, and you’re the reason that you don’t have the Tag Team Titles, you couldn’t take the god damn criticism you fucking moron.

AND THEN you go on to say that our strategy is smart, but still question why we do it. You have to be the dumbest person on this roster, and I am shocked that you’re still alive. How have you survived in the world this long? Why don’t we go after HBG if you’re the weak link? Why don’t we go after the person that we deem more of a challenge? Because we don’t need to. You saw the results of the match, I don't understand what you’re questioning. You’re so bad that you drag HBG down so much that not even she can drag you to any amount of success in the Tag Team division. But if you’re talking about why we talk about you more than HBG, well that’s simply not even true. Sure I talked about you first, because you were the person to talk first. Why do I talk about you? Because it’s our fucking job to. Pardon me, but I’m getting deja vu, do you ever have anything new to say Cam? Because all you ever talk about is how we gang up on you, and how we only concentrate on you when we have matches. Look at what I said, did you just stop listening after your name stopped popping up? Because I talked about HBG just as much as I talked about you. This isn’t some fucking conspiracy against you, it’s just real life shit. The weak get torn to shreds, and left for dead, while the strong live on and feast on the weak. You reacting the way you do to simple words shows just how inept you are, and incapable of surviving in a ring with the High Rollerz. We can’t shut up about you because we’re contractually obligated to speak, and when someone says the absolute dumbest shit, you tend to have a reaction to it. It doesn’t make you special, it doesn’t make you important, it just shows that you don’t know what the hell is going on. You’re an airhead, everyone knows it, it’s a documented, well known fact. You don’t understand most things, and honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if every opponent that you ever talk to speaks about it. We can’t be the only ones to get this Cam. Unless this is an act? No one can be this stupid right?

As for when I talked about you making fun of our upbringing, it was sarcasm. But there is a little bit of truth in every ounce of sarcasm. You see, yeah, we’re from Vegas, but did I care that you took shots at how we operate as a team? No, I was just trying to tell you why we do the things that we do. When you grow up in an environment that breeds, and endorses the kind of behaviour that we partake in, how can we not join in? We see everyone in power taking shortcuts, and winning. We are raised by people that are heavily involved in gambling, and knowing ways around it, so how would that not rub off on us? See everything that happens in our lives molds us into what we are, and with you taking shots at us taking advantage of situations, just makes you look stupid. If you want to be right and noble, that’s your prerogative. But as you can see it doesn’t really work out for you all that often. I will pose a question to you though Cam, when this place was called Extreme Answers Wrestling, did you use weapons? Did you bend the rules? If so, how is it any different than when we do it? You did it because you were a product of environment, and it worked. We do it because we are a product of our environment, and it works. You say that what we do doesn’t make us a great team? I say doing whatever it takes to win shows passion, it shows fortitude, and it what sets us apart from the likes of you. Look through who the legends are in EAW, the Hall Of Famers, how many of them made a name out of bending the rules? Most right? It’s a recipe for success, and you never had a problem with it until it bites you in the ass. That’s normally how it goes in the world right? It doesn’t bother people until it effects them. How about your partner HBG? She’s won titles being a little bitch cheater. Are you going to vilify her for what she’s done? If you don’t do whatever it takes in this business, then you really don’t belong here. I mean with comments like people will only remember us for being 3x Tag Team Champions, and using it in a negative light, that just shows how little you understand. So let me get this straight Cam, we worked our lives to get to this point, dreamed of winning the Tag Team Championships, and now people are going to always remember us as Tag Team Champions, and one of the greatest teams in EAW history? OH NO! THAT SOUNDS AWFUL! DAVID WHY WOULD WE DO THIS TO OURSELVES??? Do you not understand how stupid you sound? We want to be known for this amazing tag team that we’ve built from the ground up. Again the negative correlation of being in a tag team rears it’s ugly head again out of Cam. Like I said, you don’t care if you’re Tag Team Champions, because you’re already on your way to what you actually want. God Damn you’re stupid as fuck. I just don’t understand how you continuously come up with the dumbest shit I’ve ever heard. Why are you competing in this match? “Because you can”? Cool, so we’re going to kick your fucking asses again, because we can. At least people will remember who we are, at least we won’t be a minor footnote in EAW history. People train all their lives to be remembered, and we will be. Especially when it’s the one thing that we ever wanted, and I continuously try to wrap my head around why you think being in a tag team, and being remembered as a tag team is a bad thing, yet here we are. You say you care, you say that you’ll make it better, but your words show nothing but disrespect for the thing that you’re chasing.

Cam you’re weak, mentally, and probably going into this sunday, physically too. If you think that you can’t handle a bully by ignoring them, then I don’t know how to help you. Bullies have no power if you don’t give it to them. The venom in their words mean nothing if you don’t react to them. Any bully that I’ve dealt with, just wanted attention, and if you’ve ever talked to any school counselor they’ll tell you the same exact thing. Do you know why bullies are bullies? Attention, that’s it. They crave the attention because they don’t get it enough at home. Or because they don’t have friends and they want some sort of contact with anyone even if it’s negative. You giving him the time of day is just going to make it worse. He threw a chair in the ring to help you, so I don’t even see where the bullying is. He distracted the ref to help you, so I don’t see where the bullying is. He’s talked shit about you, but from where I stood it looked like he was trying to change you for the better. My thoughts? Do what you have to do, and deal with the consequences later. All you did was give venom to the snake, and he’ll make you pay for it. Try to deal with your own shit, because this high school drama, is utterly pathetic.

Now as for HBG, you’re pretty dumb too not gonna lie. I almost feel like you should walk a mile in the shoes of the Tag Team Champions, just so you can see what mediocrity actually feels like. All you have for us is utter hearsay, and you can’t actually give me any facts for anything. You think that the teams will just appear out of thin air? Then you’re a moron. But if they do that speaks more on you, than it does us. You see, just because a single team wins the titles, that doesn’t mean more will appear, that makes utterly no sense. You’ll be stuck with the team of the Wild Boys, and The Dragon Slayers, just like we did. Or you’ll have random thrown together teams, just like we did. See you talk about the lack of competition that we had, and the lack of teams we had to face, and somehow you blame us. Now this isn’t new this is the same topic of conversation that we had last time, when you lost. It’s the same topic of conversation that we’ve had over, and over, and over again with so many other teams. And you see that’s the thing. Every month we do have challengers. Every month we have a new team show up and try to tell us why we aren’t as good as we say we are. When we beat them, they disappear because they knew they were wrong, and they could see just how good we actually are, and they see that they legit have no chance against us. If that doesn’t speak volumes about who we are as a team, I don’t know what will. Maybe you haven’t been able to actually let this sink in, but while the High Roller have won the titles at least 6 teams have formed, and disbanded. Is it our fault if they can’t hang with us? I guess it is, but if you don’t succeed, try, try again right? See the problem isn’t teams forming, the problem is teams staying together. If people aren’t willing to actually stick together and actually fight through adversity then what competition will there be? People join forces thinking that the Tag Team Titles will be an easy get to pad the old resume, but when it turns out that it will actually take work against the greatest team ever assembled, then they break up. Which is exactly what will happen with the two of you. After this match, after you fail yet again to capture our Tag Team Titles, you will have nobody but yourself to blame, and you will run off into the sunset.

Then for absolutely no reason you decide to bring the Mercenaries into this? Why? Are we facing them? Are you saying that the team of HBG and Cam, aren’t as good as the team of Impact and HBG? Way to sell your partner short with that, but I would expect nothing less from you. You know I’ve already brought this up, but you barely listen to what I say so I’ll say it again. The Mercenaries really had little to do with you. Just like how you’re trying to carry Cam, Impact carried you. It has grown more, and more evident as time as gone by too. As you try and try to find that new partner to replace Impact, you’re starting to come to the realization that you can’t. The reason for that is simply, you’re not as good as him, and you were the one being carried. You tried Lannister, that didn’t work so you broke up. Now you’re trying Cam, that’s not going to work so you’re going to break up. That’s because you aren’t the “legend” that you think you are. You’ve been carried through your whole entire fucking career, and have been one of the luckiest people on the roster. You were carried by Impact, you were carried by a weak Vixens division, you were carried by a GM that let you have your way. You have never done anything straight up, and respectable. So why Cam likes to nail home the fact we didn’t win straight up is beyond me. All she has to do is look at the person to her side to see what a true scumbag that can’t have any success on her own looks like. You keep talking all high and mighty, but once you’re alone, and have nothing by your side, just like you always do, you will slip, and fall. Congrats on being the beneficiary of the time, I applaud you for the absolute luck that you fell into, but that doesn’t mean you have ever been actually fucking good. You screwed Ryan Marx out of his EAW Championship, and feel oh so proud of the fact, when you had no business actually being a part of it. Just like you have no business being in this match! Oh shit, look at the fucking pattern.

“Because of the main eventers legends like DDD, Ryan Savage, and Jacob Senn took interest”. Bitch shut your dumbass up. With that way of thinking we had legends like Lannister, Ares Vendetta, Robbie V, and Brian Daniels take interest. Hell we had your dumbasses take interest, so how is it any different? The… Hypocrisy.. Runs Rampant.. Brother. But hey you beat so many Grand Prix tag teams, obviously that was a huge accomplishment. You beat… Who again? What tag teams? Where they at though? Yeah, that’s what I thought, you beat mixed together tag teams that again.. Don’t exist anymore. Your big finals match was against El Ironico and Finnegan Wakefield.. We Are The Bollocks.. You beat The Bollocks, yeah thats great talent. Can’t wait to see more “classic” matches with We Are the Fucking Bollocks. You have no idea what you’re saying, and you have no proof to back it up. We’ve gone out to the ring and said who wants to face us, we don’t have any control over who shows up first. It’s an open challenge so we have no control over it. And if we’re so scared of competition why were we waiting at the finish line of the Grand Prix tournament with open arms saying bring it on? Do you see how what you say makes absolutely zero sense? If we didn’t want the best of the best, then we would’ve tried everything in our power to try and shut the shit down. But nope, do you know who tried everything in their power to get to the High Rollerz? Well it was these two masked figures that kept on bothering us through the entire King of Elite Qualifiers.. Who were those two again? Oh yeah, it was fucking Cam, and you. So who are the people that are scared? You’re the only ones that have tried to take shots at us behind our backs trying to take advantage of situations, not us. You’re just such a giant hypocrite and its embarrassing. I know how you got the Hall of Fame, having a giant mouth that can fit multiple things of whatever inside, and that’s a great path for you. But as time progresses, and the more and more you’re in the limelight, it becomes more and more apparent that you have no actual talent.

I mean you talk out of your ass constantly, with no actually facts behind it. I know that I’ve said this already, but I would like to continue on it. I mean you say how we have a little spot light on us, and yet we’re the ones that are always in the main events. We main event Showdown legit all the time, and if you don’t know that then you don’t watch the program. We were one match away from the main event at King of Elite, we main evented Territorial Invasion.. So what the fuck are you talking about? We have a giant spotlight on us, and we rise to the occasion every time. Can you at least try to sound like you’ve done an ounce of research at least? Because this is actually ruining the credibility of our rematch, and showing exactly why you don’t belong here.

But yeah I try to downplay all your “allocades”.. Whatever the fuck that means. But you know, I’m legit just doing what you’re doing. Picking apart what you’ve done to show that it can be said to you too. Do you know why we haven’t done anything else in this company when it comes to “accolades”.. It’s because we haven’t even fucking tried to get any others. Why would we? We’ve only been here for a year.. “OMG YOU WERE HERE IN 2015!”.. Chill. I get that we were here, but it wasn’t nearly long enough to get any traction, but you’ll blow it out of proportion like you always do.. But like your own partner said.. “Rome wasn’t built in a day”.. Have we tried to win the National Elite Title? Have we tried to win the title you have? No, we haven’t, because we had other things in mind. You may think that’s weak thinking or a low ceiling, but look around you HBG, how many people around here have no titles to their names. We’ll get around to whatever we want in time, but right now we like what we’re doing. Become the greatest tag team now, do other shit later. You forget we really haven’t been here all that long, but you treat us like we’re 10 year vets like you. In a way I should be flattered, because yeah, we are good enough to be thought of as vets, but the fact of the matter is, technically I don’t think we are. In the grand scheme of things, when it’s all said and done, Jack Ripley, and David Davidson will have more accolades to their name than HBG does. Deny it but we’re better than you. We’ve beaten you before, you’ve never beaten us. That’s all I really need to say to make my point, because how can you argue with facts?

Vixen- A spiteful or Quarrelsome Woman. Be proud that you were a spiteful, or Quarrelsome woman, because honestly that description fits you perfectly. And if you think that being named that isn’t sexist, then you’re a moron. You all embraced it and lived the life of Vixens. Just because you didn’t even know what the word meant I imagine. I don’t know what you’re so proud of though? The fact you were being made fun of right under your noses and you didn’t even bat an eye to it? Pretty pathetic if you ask me.I understand that it was the legitimate term for the woman of the age, but that doesn’t make it any less demeaning. When I say Aria Jaxon has surpassed you, I wasn’t stating that you have never beat her, because shit happens. But when you look at the women of EAW, hell if you look at the entire roster of EAW people actually look at Aria and say that is the face of EAW. I have never once heard anyone utter HBG is the face of anything. Hell you’re not even the face of Showdown. After 10 years you’ve never really been the focal point of EAW, even now as the EAW Champion. But here you are continuing your little rant about how you’re royalty around here. I don’t think you understand how little people actually respect you. But I mean hey, 2 out of the 4 Vixen title wins weren’t absolute jokes, congrats. Like do you listen to yourself talk? You openly admit that half of your reigns were jokes. How am I supposed to be impressed by this? On top of that fact you had a drought when the division was at a weak point, so yeah, not impressed. You know exactly what your career has been but you’re trying to paint the shit gold. It’s a pretty easy thing to do when you talk about yourself. After all we paint ourselves in the light we want others to view us as. The only problem with that is you understand how little your reigns truly meant, so the truth seeps out of you a little. Giving a little bit of truth to the matter. I’m not the only one that sees you in this light, I mean it’s clear as day. But who cares right?

Cam, HBG, after this weekend you’re not going to have anything to blame on your loss other than yourselves. You can blame Drake Jaeger this time around, fine. You weaseled your way into another opportunity at our titles, fine. But once you’re out of excuses as to why you weren’t capable of actually winning the titles again, you won’t be allowed back. No words you use will be able to pierce the eardrums of Brian Daniels that will convince him that you actually deserve another chance. This is it, your last chance to prove that you’re as good as you say you are, and we’re as bad as we say we are. I’d say that it’s been a pleasure doing business with you, but in all honesty, it’s been a daunting task, and I hope that we never have the unfortunate misery to have to do it again.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 7:30 pm by **The High Rollerz**

David: I know the second this video is uploaded to EAW.com, Cam’s heavy breathing will only intensify after the constant refreshing she does until she hears from us again. Hey Cam, it’s the “loser” as you put it, checking in. So it appears we are doing this again, huh? Doing the same ol’ song and dance … the same ol’ tired routine. If that’s what you seek, then fine by me because after all, this is Cameron Ella Ava’s world and we are all just living in it! So with everything you’ve said this week, especially just last night … the way I see it, I could carve you up in many ways. I could go on an absolute tirade about how wrong you are, but I know your thick skull will only continue to reject my words of wisdom. You have proven the saying that you can’t teach an old dog a new trick to be right, so congratulations. Did I just subtly call you a bitch? You decide. Cameron you are just so … I am trying to find a word to put this nicely .. “interesting”. Yeah Cameron, you are very interesting. So “interesting” that your brain needs to be studied once you pass … decades from now, of course. Not to get all dark on you there, but I believe you may be suffering from something they call CTE. That would explain it after all the bumps and bruises you’ve taken since being in EAW. But if not, then well I guess you just aren’t “all there”, to once again put it nicely. For example, you actually said we aren’t “hyping” this match up enough to your liking .. like we are here to please you in the first place. Or better yet, you insinuate that we don’t truly care about this match in the first place. My first response to that would be to give you a sarcastic answer, but I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to comprehend I was being sarcastic so I will save that mess from happening.

Here is my simplistic response: How haven’t we “hyped” this match up? Have we not taken time out of our busy schedules to address this match and our opponents extensively? The answer would be yes. Plus, by just appearing in these videos with our titles, it hypes this match up plenty. But I get it, you want more. You want as many verbal exchanges as possible because your favorite hobby seems to be talking. You talk our ears off. It’s what you do. It’s what you did last month when you and Sheridan would yak back and forth about whatever personal vendetta you had multiple times a day. And I’m sure when this was all going down, thousands of fans, if not millions, said to themselves, “Again with this shit?”, after seeing yet another video from you. Now, I am sure you are just dying to say that this is the pot calling the kettle black because I too often verbally assault my opponents, since it occupies my time before I get to physically assault them later that week. I guess it’s like when some serial killers can’t help but tell their victims what they are going to do to them before they actually do it. I just can’t help it. It’s also because I enjoy beating my opponents in everything possible, whether it’s in that ring or on a microphone. It’s the competitor in me. But what I don’t enjoy is talking for such long periods of time, like when I am facing Di Consentes. Once again, I can’t help it because you talk so much shit and make so many questionable remarks that I have no other choice but to comment on it. Now maybe if you didn’t make so many mistakes when you are flapping your gums, then you wouldn’t have to listen to us narrating such long novels, but oh well, let’s move on. Right around the time you made the comment that we might not be fully committed to this match, you asked me what I do in my spare time … what’s so important that I can’t dedicate even more time to the build up of this match? I don’t think you really need to know the answer to that, no matter how “curious” you are. Not because I am hiding something, but because our personal lives should be off limits, no? I mean I could return the favor. I could talk all about how you stay up late at night, checking to see if Jack or I have spoken out recently because well, you have nothing better to do after leaving Voltage and your boyfriend behind. The nights on the road get lonely when you’re apart don't they? And you are probably reaching the point where your nightly Skype Calls are no longer doing the trick. It’s not the same. You want a warm body lying beside you. And no, I am by no means volunteering, gross. See what I am getting at? Personal lives are “irrelevant”, as you would put it because I know how much you love that word, when it comes to this match. Nothing about this match is personal to me. You and HBG are just another team trying to take our titles. Nothing more, nothing less. And once we beat you for the second time, we will move on to the next team, while you struggle to live with the fact that you were once again exposed as a phony by yours truly. Like I said, your word will only continue to decrease in value the more you fail to keep it. Then again. I don’t know why anyone would value your opinions in the first place, but oh well. This world is a strange place after all.

I don’t understand why you blow everything .. out of proportion. Thought I was going somewhere else with that? Naaah, I’m better than that. So yeah, you make big deals out of such minor comments. For instance, when I mentioned you have been playing the role of the victim this week. I mean, you have been and hey that’s fine, most elitists do it as well. So I am not faulting you for it. But I guess like most things, I have to further explain myself because of you, so here it is. Yes, you have laid down the victim’s card on a few occasions this week. One, you were playing victim with the Drake situation. Because of him, he ruined your big moment, waaaaaaaaa!! Again, I don’t think I have to dive deeper into this whole Drake thing. We’ve talked about him enough as is. As for the second time you used the victim card is when you always whine about how Jack and I supposedly “gang up on you” and leave HBG be. Again, I already talked about this last time. Go back and listen to it because seeing as how it’s the last day before the FPV, I don’t think I have to keep explaining myself on topics that I have talked about in such great detail before.

Just like how I don’t understand why you blow everything out of proportion, I don’t understand why my opinion means so much to you? Because I will tell you right now that your opinion means absolutely nothing to me. A quick example is when I tell you and everyone else that The High Rollerz are the greatest tag team in EAW history. Just like yourself, there are people that don’t want to hear it because they don’t appreciate the now, instead they prefer the past. They will make the argument that a team like RoViper is greater. That’s fine. But I must remind everyone that team is finished. Both members are retired which means they won’t accomplish anything else as a team. Another reason why some fans think they are better because as singles wrestlers, they have more accolades than we do and I guess somehow that contributes to what they did as a team? But who knows, maybe one day Jack and I will “broaden our horizons” and tap into the single title’s market. But for now? We are good with these on our shoulders. But again, if you think RoViper or The Savage Ryans are better, then by all means. But just know one day you will realize we were right all along. We were just ahead of the game. Since day one we would say we are the greatest duo to exist in EAW’s rich history and we prove that with every week and month that passes by. Speaking of tag teams, I see you didn’t appreciate my Tag Team Wrestling 101 Course, which is fine because you failed anyways, so joke’s on you. But on a serious note, you criticize that moment in my speech because I said the most basic things regarding tag team wrestling … which is the point of any 101 class, oh god, but I digress. But you are right, this isn’t your first time gunning after these titles. The same goes for HBG, as she latches onto any legend or icon she can find to carry her along the way. See Y2Impact and Lannister for example. So who was your last partner again, Cameron? Wasn’t it The Heart Break Boy? Yeah, in fact, he actually talked about his time teaming with you not too long ago and to no one’s surprise, he didn’t have much good to say about the experience. For starters he called you sweet-cheeks, which was odd unless HBB hit both members of Di Consentes? If so, respect. But seriously, he labeled you as a pitiful experiment, which I can see why. It’s kind of like how Di Consentes will go down as a failed experiment. Just like The Triumvirate. But what really grinds my gears is HBB said that there was a point where you wanted to leave EAW but he stopped you. If he just let you walk out that door, I wouldn’t have to be dealing with this major headache that is Cameron Ella Ava. Thanks, Heart Break Boy, really appreciate it. Lastly, holy fuck yes, I am almost finished with you forever … let’s talk about how I underestimate my opponents. It’s true, I said I underestimated RoViper when we faced them months ago. It’s a mistake I have learned from. I mean sure I might treat my opponents as jokes when I am talking to them, but once I am in my ring gear and the bell rings, I am careful. I know that at any moment, an upset can happen. We can lose our titles because of some fluke mistake. I mean just last week, I told Florida Man of all people this, “I too have experienced shortcomings during my time here in EAW. One of my biggest mistakes was underestimating an opponent, or I suppose opponents, in RoViper. Long story short I thought they were shells of their former selves so I coasted a bit in our title match and we lost because of it. And that right there also goes back to when I was talking about the unexpected twists and turns you’ll face throughout your EAW career. You just can’t predict the outcome sometimes due to unseeable variables. So ever since that match I made a vow that I would no longer be foolish enough to view my opponent as lesser than me, but my equal.” See, I am not underestimating you, Cameron. I know you have talent, just like I know HBG has talent. But as a tag team, you leave a lot to be desired. I mean what do you want from me? An apology? Sorry that I think the three time EAW Unified Tag Team Champions will beat the temporary team of Di Consentes? What, you don’t want me to be confident heading into this match? Because I am. And so should you, since you are a hall of famer after all. So I’m done. Good luck tomorrow night, ladies. Prove us wrong. But we both know you won’t.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 5:35 pm by **Cage.**

This talk of taking calculated risk has made me laugh, do you know who you are talking to and dealing with? What are these calculated risk Dubian? All you are is a guy who has managed to slither in at the right place at the right time, the only risky thing I see is you picking a fight with me and then play the victim. If you returned against anyone else, I wouldn't have to bother getting my fingernails dirty to prove something that everyone knows, I'm the number one contender. You can say what you want about the men I've beaten, whether they were dead on the ropes and I just picked their bones clean but the fact of the matter is when they are in my way I don't hold back and I run them down. Fear, my intention isn't to fear you but my intention is that you don't be surprised when you realize why you a guy like you can't beat a guy like me. I don't want you to have a look of astonishment on your face when you realize that I'm the kind of man who will lead you to deep waters and drown you, that's the competitor I am. I want you to realize that I could never lose to someone like you because I know deep down in my heart to my fucking bone marrow that you aren't better than me and you are smart enough to try and get a psychological edge in this match because maybe that's hope that you can beat me but I promise you it's not enough when the EAW Championship is involved. You are smart enough to know that I'll step in that ring and I'll die trying if it means I can get what I want out of whatever match I decide to compete in. Week by week, you haven't deconstructed me but you've made it painfully obvious that you are itching to reminisce on past glory, you've shown that you can't get an upper hand on Diamond Cage unless you leave me in a tag match to get my ass kicked or you come from behind and hit a bleeding edge. Now really, besides pissing me off, you are trying to get inside my head and I warn you that my mind is a very dangerous place to be, if this is your attempt and what you are willing to do to get to the EAW Championship then I applaud you and respect your efforts because most men wouldn't pick a fight with me. But I look forward to this fight as well, because this is a match that the people don't know yet but it's bigger than HBG vs Drake and it's bigger than Theron Vs Ares, this is the main event because this is two of the best doing what they do best and nobody is going to remember who did what to each other before, they are only going to remember the sound of that final bell and who is left standing and if you don't know it by now. I've always been the Last Man Standing, I proved that at Kingsroad and I've proved it every day of my career. So promising what will lead to my certain demise is laughable, because I can't be destroyed and I prove it every single day.

I'm unbreakable and I'm an unstoppable fighting machine, so any thought of you actually getting to the EAW Championship doesn't exist in my world because I don't believe in fantasies, it doesn't make me lose any sleep at night because I know for sure Dubian that the lengths I'm willing to go is a place that you are afraid of. You talk about your classics at Reasonable Doubt, but I assure you that this match will only be classic for two reasons, I'll solidify what I already know which is I am the rightful man who should be fighting for the EAW World Championship. And it'll be classic because you have to admit defeat, and if you don't you are just like this generation of elitist, you are spineless, and if you do admit to defeat you prove that the bleeding edge has run it's course. Either way, the end result will be the same no matter which route you decide to take and that's Diamond Cage standing over your prone body. But you've opened by eyes, you've made it clear that you are no different than any other competitor I've stepped into this ring with since I made my return almost a year ago, you've shown that all you want to do is drive me away. I simply stand with my arms open and I just ask that you make sure you can kill that in which you pursue to hunt. Shoot to kill, Devan, don't shoot to survive another day because it will surely bite you on the ass, I sit and I observe and I smile knowing that I have a target on my back that so many people would love to drive me away from EAW. You've taken a different approach, you strike when the opportunity presents itself, an opportunist has always been my Achilles heel. I want to not only prove that I'm the better man but I also want to give you a loss that sends you into your own personal depravity, a loss that will feel like a bleeding edge has been delivered onto the innovator. I want you to wake up every single day, knowing that on February 10th 2018. You just wasn't good enough to even be on my level, and then I want that loss to haunt you even more when you have to sit back and watch me do what I said I was going to do the moment I decided to step back into EAW and that is take back THE EAW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP AND NOT YOU, NOT A TRIUMVIRATE, OR A JAYWALKER, NOBODY IS GOING TO GET IN MY WAY! I'm swinging for the fences and you are just coming into my league but I assure you Devan Dubian that you won't be staying in my league for very long because I'm at this level in my career where I don't have nothing to lose so fuck it, I'm all in. 20, 40, 50, 60 minutes, broken bones, blood being spilled. Careers shortened in a instant, doesn't matter to me, I'll be the bleeding edge of the sword that pierces through the head of the snake, the head of Devan Dubian.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 2:13 pm by **Drake Jaeger**

闆 Drake Jaeger - dressed in his usual black boots, black tights, black jacket, and black sunglasses - is shown casually walking around a store with a replica of the EAW Championship hanging from his right shoulder. Drake merrily whistles as he browses around, feigning surprise as he pretends to only just now notice the camera nearby. 闆

Drake: Oh, didn’t see you there. I’m just, ya know, doing what the Champ does, and that’s anything that he wants. Anything his heart desires.

闆 Drake pretends to hear something. 闆

Drake: What’s that? I’m not the EAW Champion? Is that right? Actually, I think you’d be wrong. When it all comes down to it, it’s about what you’ve done here in this dog eat dog World. It’s about the people that are winners, and the people that are the losers, and as far as I’M concerned… Heart Break Gal - she’s a loser. Always has been. Oh sure, maybe to Impact she’s a winner. Maybe to Tiberius she’s a winner. But me?

闆 Drake shakes his head. 闆

Drake: Afraid not. You see, every match matters when you’re a serious competitor like myself. Every. Single. One. I don’t just sweep them all underneath the rug like certain OTHERS… I embrace my past while everyone else chooses to run away from it. I mean, the past hurts, right? Nobody wants to be the people we were yesterday, right? I mean, Hell, just yesterday I was nothing more than some comedic fucking foil for you all to laugh at. I was just some loveable goof that always got exactly what was coming to him in the end. Just yesterday I was some idiot sitting behind a commentary desk, pretending that’s where I belonged because I just wasn’t good enough. I’ve accepted what I was, and I’ve LEARNED from it. That’s right. I’ve matured. I’m better than that guy. I’m not the Drake Jaeger I once was. I’m a winner. Of course, we can’t ALL be winners. We can’t ALL be mature enough to embrace the past and learn from it like myself.

闆 Drake continues to casually browse around, picking up random items and tossing them aside. 闆

Drake: HBG, you live in the future, and I’m not just talking about time zones here, I’m talking about the fact that you ignore the past, you even reluctantly live in the present because to you, it’s always been about what you’re GOING to do. It’s about where you’re going and not where you’ve come from, and sure, to some people that might sound like a neat little philosophy, but here’s the thing about that - some people are stupid. Insanely fucking stupid. Beyond words stupid. People that don’t even begin to comprehend what’s the right path to take because they’ve spent their entire miserable fucking existence needing someone to hold their hand through all of their trials and tribulations. These are the people who go just follow the words of people like you, and I know that because I was one of those people, once upon a time. I was just like them. All throughout history we’ve had dumbasses that believed something that wasn’t true. People that thought they could drink mercury, and people that believed comets were just an optical illusion. Stupid science bitches. Idiots that have no right to even fucking breathe the same air as me. People that believe only what they want to believe.

闆 Drake points a finger towards the camera, but doesn’t care enough to actually look at the camera while he does it. 闆

Drake: And you… You are so very fucking guilty of it too. Dig deep into your past and know that this EAW Championship I have right here in my possession - this is the real one. It’s not the one that’s been held by a bunch of so-called “Legends” nobody gives a shit about anymore. Not because it’s been defended time and time again. This is the REAL EAW Championship because I am the REAL EAW Champion. Embrace the fucking past and see that you have NEVER beaten Drake Jaeger when it mattered most. A mere few weeks ago I left you beaten in a ring and stood over you with the EAW Championship like it took no effort, and you know what? It DID take absolutely zero fucking effort, because you are just that easy to beat. Oh yeah, you’re strong, you’re smart, and you’re skilled, and yet you still fell to me all the same, and it’s not the first time either, is it? In fact, you’re accustomed to losing gold to me, aren’t you? Two years ago you and Impact both lost to me, and yet in your delusional little mind, you LEGITIMATELY believe there’s nothing I could ever do to prove I’m better? Is that right? Hmm. I don’t know about that, HBG. In fact, here, this is what I was looking for. I wanted to get you a present.

闆 Drake wanders over to a collection of mirrors. 闆

Drake: You can go ahead and pick your favorite and I’ll happily get it for you. Hell, I’ll buy every single mirror here if that’s what it takes for you to take a fucking look in one and see who the REAL problem is here! The moment you PUSHED me and demanded I apologize to you for HELPING you… Oh that moment, HBG, I realized you didn’t deserve my help. You never did. You didn’t deserve my praise. You didn’t deserve Hexa-gun. You didn’t deserve Drake Jaeger. You know what you deserve? You deserve this. ALL of this. You deserve to be abandoned by every single person that’s reached out to help you. You deserve to be left all alone and still believing you’re the absolute fucking best in the World even without an ally or audience to speak of! You deserve to die alone and rot in that fucking ring you believe belongs to you! You DESERVE TO SUFFER! And when it’s all… When it’s ALL said and done… You deserve to take a look in a fucking mirror and know this didn’t happen because of me, or because of TJ, or because of Impact or anyone else in your life. It’s all because of you. Maybe when Cam drives a knife into your back you’ll finally get a fucking clue and realize where you messed up, but until then, this will have to do. Watching you once again fail to become the Unified Tag Team Champs without my help will have to do. Beating you within an inch of your life and taking away the World Championship that means absolutely EVERYTHING to you will have to do. THIS WILL ALL JUST HAVE TO FUCKING DO UNTIL YOU OPEN YOUR EYES AND SEE WHO THE REAL PROBLEM IS IN YOUR FUCKING REFLECTION! FUCK YOU!

闆 Drake pushes over several mirrors as they shatter on the ground and starts storming off while the camera follows behind. 闆

Drake: I didn’t want this, HBG, but you clearly do, so you’ll get it. You’ll get the absolute best of Drake Jaeger. You’ll get everything and more, but you won’t get a win. You don’t know how to learn from the fucking past, so I’m gonna make you repeat it again, and again, and again, until you wise up. Hell, maybe when this is all said and done you’ll apologize to ME for all of this, but I’m not gonna hold my breath. If this is truly where it ends for us, then so be it. I don’t give a shit anymore. I’m beating you again, just like I always have, and I’m gonna take something away from you again. And if you have the balls to come back again, I’m gonna take more away from you until there’s nothing left. Mark my words, you have fucked with me for the last time, lady.

闆 Drake casually knocks over several mops on his way out while an angry employee tries to stop him. 闆

Employee: Sir! Sir! You have to pay for--

Drake: Fuck off, I’m the EAW Champion.

闆 Drake storms out of the store, not looking back as the camera slowly fades to black. 闆

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 1:13 pm by **Ares Vendetta**

I wonder how many times you’ve wondered if today would be the day.

How many times you’ve looked over your shoulder in sheer paranoia.

How many times you’ve accepted that you will be hurt, and yet, nothing.

You spent so long fighting men that are all the same in every way. They want something from you. They want to hurt you for their own ambitions. You came into this World a naive little child with dreams of grandeur and now you believe you stand here a man - no - a King.

You stand here a mongrel.

Nothing more to me than a dog that’s simply been abandoned by its owners. You belong to no one, and that doesn’t make you rogue and independent. It doesn’t make you stronger. It makes you that much more susceptible to everything you’ve been running from since you were first betrayed in this World. You refuse to let anyone else drive a dagger into your back again, and yet now you drive yourself into madness, wondering which side the next attack is coming from. Wondering when, who, where, and what is going to happen. When I returned to this company, I sat upon your precious Throne and no more. I looked you dead in the eyes and said more than anything I ever could have with words. Words mean absolutely nothing when it comes to you mongrels. They go in one ear and out the other, as if nothing ever happened. You throw them away like trash and hide yourself away in your own foolish philosophies and morals and insults towards your enemies. Nothing more, and nothing less. You are every ounce of as pathetic as they come, no matter if there’s a crown on your head or a World Championship around your waist. You are flawed in every way, and you haven’t even an inkling of an idea as to how to fix yourself. That’s alright. Don’t bother. It’s too late for you anyway. You had chances to change, and you simply didn’t. That’s why you’re here, and not a World Champion. You took every wrong path along the way until you lucked out and found success, and even in success, you look like just a child pretending to be a man.

Make no mistake about it, mongrel, I am not Tiberius. I am not anyone you’ve ever had coming for your head.

If you believe for even a second that I will resemble those people you’ve stood before in any way, shape, or form, you will regret it. You will regret it more than anything else in your existence, I assure you. You comfort yourself with the fact that you’ve placed nothing on the line here, and yet you know that’s far from the truth. You’ve placed everything on the line, mongrel. Absolutely everything you have.

You reputation.

Your crown.

Your Throne.

Everything.

You can feel the World watching you, waiting for you to prove you’re more than just a fool that captures success only when it comes through sheer luck. They believe you’ve captured lightning in a bottle, and you would love nothing more than to prove them all so wrong. You can feel millions of eyes upon you with every step you take - that paranoia goes well beyond waiting for me to strike. It eats away at you every single day of your life, and you’ve convinced yourself that defeating me would make them all stop. As if leaving Ares Vendetta beaten and battered within a ring would make those eyes simply close and all of those people bow down at your greatness. You know that’s not what’s going to happen. They’ll always be watching you. They’ll always be waiting for you to prove you belong here. And you will always be desperate for their approval, because that’s just how you work. That’s how they’ve all worked. You’ve spent your entire life believing you are the exception, when you’re truly just the rule. You are not ambition, mongrel. You’re the living incarnation of conformity. If there were even an ounce of an exceptional being within you, you wouldn’t be here. You would be far above this. You wouldn’t even pay me any mind. Yet, here you are. Not only not ignoring me, but giving me everything I wanted from you and more. Standing there in a ring demanding you get Ares Vendetta. You wished for this, and now you’ve got it. Cherish it. Cherish every moment of it, because this is you at your highest. You may very well go on to be a World Champion with this said and done. You may become a Legend in this industry. You may go on to do great things, and yet this will be the moment you were truly threatened and facing something you can’t understand, let alone fight.

Disrespect is why you’re here, and it’s far too little of a price to pay to get what you want.

When I attempted to shatter your leg, I didn’t do it because of you. I didn’t do it to hurt you. I didn’t do it to stop you. I did it because I simply wanted to, and nothing more. And yet, that’s why you want this so very badly. Not just because Ares Vendetta sat upon your throne and claimed you are no King. You want this to get some ounce of redemption for what I did to you, and that is all I’ll ever need. I wonder if your fragile leg still hurts - I bet you feel a phantom pain in it every single time you look at me, wondering where you would be right now had they not stopped me from breaking you. It hurts, and you want revenge. I’m afraid you don’t know the first thing about it, mongrel, but you will. You will know what it’s like to truly hurt, far beyond your fragile body and psyche.You will hurt when this is over, and I will be the one to do it. I didn’t want this crown. I didn’t want to end your career. I didn’t want you. I wanted to hurt someone. Anyone. And you had the bad luck of being the one in my way at that very moment. You’re absolutely nothing to me, and perhaps that hurts to know, but it’s the truth of it. You are no more to me than busy work, and attempting to fight what’s about to happen is nothing more than a waste of my time. But that’s alright, go ahead and struggle. Swing away like a wounded animal that’s been cornered. Wonder when I’m going to strike. Let paranoia drive you to insanity, and then I’m going to devour what’s left of you. You’re just food to me. A means to an ends. But make no mistake, I will not harm you until the bell rings, mongrel.

I want to savor this.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 8:24 am by **Jamie O'Hara**

Nothing makes me smile more than a man who runs.

A coward incapable of standing to accept the faults, the insecurities that bind him to a point of limited potential.

And all I see before me is a man who takes meager gains and tries to stretch them to go the distance. Between the unconvincing history to convince me that this evolution in your career is natural and not forced and the tiresome spin that I’m incapable of regaining the form that led me to the World Heavyweight Championship in the first place, it’s a rather tiresome drone. Of course, you’re going to balk at that but you’re simply no different to what you’re accusing me of here. I get it, you’ve spent the entirety of your career having to deal with flogs who probably couldn’t string together more than a single sentence and take whatever you say on the chin and scramble for some other useless barb to drive back. Yeah, it’s a tough gig when someone stops buying into your garbage and tries to pull a decent answer out of you instead of something that isn’t loosely thrown together out of thin air. Truly, I get it. I mean, not so much because I wasted barely four months anywhere below the main event or thereabouts but hey, the point is I understand! But welcome to the main event where perhaps Grier and Elite will serve you the same lowball shit that you saw chasing and defending the Hardcore title for eighteen months. Your career has been a failure, what’s to say that you peaked on Voltage 4 weeks ago? But you don’t want to give me anything more than a half baked response of “well I just didn’t like it then”. I’ll give you a break...well as much as I possibly can because as I’ve said, the faults in who you are today lay in the failures of the Trill Fairy. Your endeavour for perfection admirable despite it being something every man foolishly chases, but your imperfections are quite critical to why you’re never going to strip this belt from my grasp as long as you maintain this pathetic and laughable personality of being a legitimate fighter in a pro-wrestling business. If you don’t like the repeated topics, then you’re simply not going to last long here. I don’t blame you, it can be quite a demotivating way but often it’s the way of the land. You’ve got failures, you’ve got imperfections, you’ve got wounds that you wish to hide from the world to see but I simply wouldn’t be doing my job if I wasn’t ripping the stitches out and sticking my fingers into those wounds, making the blood run fast and heavy. Now give me an ounce of credit here however, I could have simply laughed at you for being a poofter in a tutu wearing pink and using that as enough of a reason to not take you serious regardless of what you’ve done since your return to Voltage. You know what I have focused on? I’ve focused on the reasons why you’re not fit to be World Heavyweight Champion or World Champion period regardless of the title you may chase in the future.

There’s just one topic that I can’t move on from. The one thing that I’ve seen in every World Champion in my near 4 years here, the one thing that made the legends who they are today. You can groan over the prospect of having to deal with another repeated topic but hey, go to your local hardware store, grab a bag of cement, mix it up and harden the fuck up.

If you don’t have the heart like myself and like so many others, so what’s going to happen when heart is the very thing that you need to win?

Heart wills a man on that extra mile, gives him the extra ounce of strength to overcome the adversity that faces him. There’s simply no exceptions to that because you see inside that ring and out of it, you see it in worlds beyond ours, beyond oceans, beyond mountains. Sure, you can pull something to motivate yourself further, whether it’s fame or fortune, whether it’s the pleasure of making the lives of others worse, making people feel significantly lesser in their place. But it’s not passion. It’s not heart. It’s nothing that spurs a bloke on to truly achieve success and become World Champion. There’s something quite supernatural about it all really. I spoke about defiance and how defiance in being denied your success, your goals but you can’t be defiant without heart and passion. For you, what is there anything to suggest when I drop you with a Kingslayer that you’re going to do the one thing that nobody else has ever done and that’s get back up? Unrelenting knees time and time again, are your meager aspirations and motivations going to be enough? As tiresome as much of what I’ve said so far has been, what this match is - a championship defense - cannot be understated. And all those times I’ve ever been backed into a corner, the desire to become a World Champion worth remembering has inspired my defiance. That is the something “different”, Ahren. That is the reason why most blokes don’t ever beat me twice. When the moment inevitably comes, it’s going to make you beating me on Voltage look like absolutely child’s play in comparison to what it’s going to take for the World Heavyweight Championship to leave my grasp. How much is your kickboxing, your mixed martial arts going to be when I refuse to let it all go? Like a stubborn, dying fuck who won’t just let the reaper take him. It doesn’t take something physical, it descends to a mental warfare. Odd, isn’t it? In a business that pretends to be a physical fight with fake fighters, that reaching Olympus isn’t something that requires much physical fortitude and offense, but rather mental capacity and strength. You don’t believe in any of this; would likely still dismiss it as something that belongs in the same vein as the showmanship and the “entertainment” aspects to this business. I get believing that you’re the exception to the legends, to champions like myself acts as some sort of grand motivator, but it again falls in line similarly with the reasons stated already; it’s not heart, it’s not passion, it won’t inspire defiance. That shit is always going to be the difference. It’s why ledges like Mr. DEDEDE, Jaywalker, Robbie V, Y2Impact all had the successful careers they had. It’s a common thread that you can’t simply deny. We all dream of walking our own path, making the footprints left in the dirt the first for many others to follow but no man can ever truly create a path that deviates so greatly from those before him. You choose to walk a path that is ripe with failure. You know what those men are? Forgettable. None of them had an impact worth remembering, none of them are ever going to ascertain the status the greats before them….or even myself. Saying you’re better isn’t exactly something to be boastful about; the bar wasn't exactly sat too high to begin with. But even then I find such comments laughable. I don’t know how it works when you’re irrelevant and struggling to be noticed in the mid-card, but simply stating “I’m better” doesn’t get you a passable grade. Your word, ultimately, means nothing. Trusting it? Is an impossibility because there’s a greater chance you’re full of shit than actually having something worth listening to. Such grand deviations from the one common path often lead to such misery, such disappointment and only immeasurable amounts of regret. You can settle for what they accomplished in this business and call it “success” but that’s just something that would exist only in a mind that believes it can’t go any further. No, this title I hold is the only thing that makes someone “successful”. Anything below it is just finding a reason to believe that your career wasn’t a waste of time, that everything you did was enough to walk back into your dusty home and not neck yourself in pure and utter disappointment. It almost saddens me that I’m forced to watch helplessly another bloke throw away any potential he had because he wants to be an edgelord or some other bullshit. That’s always what their motivations boiled down to when it came to straying from the path most successful and nothing you’ve ever said - on Voltage a month ago, on Voltage ever since and at any point this week - has convinced me that you’re any different to them. You hate every similarity I pull, any time I lump you with some other flog I beaten, so confident that you’re different than them all and I get that, It must certainly suck to have such parallels with the greatest of failures in this company.

Maybe you can spend the next four and a half months trying to evolve once more into something. But I guess if this attempt to be something in EAW fails, there’s a good chance you won’t walk back out of your home the next time you return to it.

I’ll never have to worry about that.

Regardless of who is there when I return home, wrapping that rope around the ceiling fan isn’t going to be at the top of my to-do list anytime soon. Perhaps this reign hasn’t been as perfect as I would have liked. I certainly thrive on competition and when the bulk of it came from that bloke who ran the shit tier brothel, it’s hard to ever feel like you’re continuing to grow. I always focused on this idea of “forward progression” and how it can never be overcome by stagnation. Rosso certainly copped the brunt of my ideology as I ravaged his lack of success here in EAW all those years back going into Pain For Pride 9. Certainly when I was drafted to Voltage, the possibility - one that I felt was an inevitability - of becoming stagnant in my place at the top. I’ve never questioned the possibility of reigning on top for so long; flags of red and blue filled with men who I had beaten throughout my ventures elsewhere. Whether or not the history I’ve been able to add to my name along the way would have come with such ease is another tale. But you can only ever overcome what is placed before you. Some eight months ago - give or take - this brand was built with men envisioned to emerge as my successor. The hope of someone new, someone fresh, someone different would take the world by storm by defeating me. And yet they failed. And so I’ve waited. I’ve waited for new blood such as yourself to make the jump, I hoped for legends to return to add another reign to their resumes, I hoped for “retirees” to stop pretending that they were done with this business and I hoped for some few men to stop hiding in the suits they wore and challenge me. Is this reign everything it seems? When you read the accolades I’ve been able to add, what fills your mind? There are only two things that will ever truly kill a man’s reign as champion. One is his opponents, the other is fatigue. You said it the first time we met, you saw the fatigue in my eyes as I seemingly struggled to find an interest to keep going as champion. I’ve always been quite open in admitting your success over me and the possibility of success this Sunday but perhaps I’ll retract all of that and simply put defeat down to fatigue and no longer giving two shits about any of this. Perhaps I’ll make sure your win doesn’t get remembered as anything more than a walk in the park and that I might as well have laid down for you the moment the bell rang. See in the end, nobody is going to remember who I defeated. I bet you couldn’t name half the blokes Ares Vendetta or Brian Daniels defeated during their reigns; or anyone else who held this record before me. Don’t worry, the general public wouldn’t be able to do any better, just like they won’t be able to remember half the names I defeated during mine; I mean fuck, I’ll be surprised if they remember a quarter of them. When the business stops and for a moment, all eyes are on me during the Hall of Fame, what do you think they’re going to remember when “Longest World Champion” is read out? It’s not going to be the lackluster talent. It’s not going to be the matches I had to stoop to immense levels of desperation to retain. Nor that a flog like yourself was ever a challenger.

It’s actually a trick question.

They’re not going to be remembering anything except for the fact that it will still be going!

Of course, there is one person who can truly validate this reign and remove the stigma of it being built upon defenses against “lesser competition”. No, you’re certainly not the only one to have such criticism; while my confidence, my arrogance might create a particular perception, I’m not settling with what I’ve achieved until I get that validation. Because if it all ends now, ends against you of all people, that’s going to eat me away inside. That validation could have arrived in the Champion of Champions match in December, just like it did after Pain For Pride when I defeated Tiberius Jones and The Pizza Boy, but alas, I’m forced to continue to seek it. You’re certainly a step up from many I’ve faced here on this brand but you’re just an another inevitable footnote to be added; another challenger laid defeated albeit perhaps not so easily brushed like many before you. But like that stubborn old fuck who refuses to let the reaper take him, so too I’ll refuse you the opportunity to finally put your past to rest and become the World Heavyweight Champion. It’s no longer a matter of counting the days, it’s no longer gaining more accolades. I could care about becoming the first World Champion to reign for a full calendar year, but I simply can’t. I could strive to become the first World Champion to reign for a full season but I can’t. To add to that, the first to reign - a single reign - across three consecutive seasons...but I can’t. I seek validation and it’s not validation for the reign I’ve had for the last 300+ days. And in your mind, perhaps in the minds of many, it sounds as if I seek validation beyond the World Championship. And you would be right; most certainly right. But I won’t wait another year. I won’t wait longer than I must.

I’ll do everything I can to draw the stars in the sky to be aligned; I will get my validation as not just the greatest World Champion in history...but I’ll get my validation as one of the all time greats in this company.

When you kick my head in, realise I’m getting back to my feet because I refuse to give up on my Pain For Pride dream; the one thing left that I want to accomplish in this company, the one thing that I need. When you hit me with the same blow that conquered me the first time...when you do it again and again AND AGAIN AND A-FUCKING-GAIN...realise I’m getting back up because I have what you don’t have and what you will never have. I have the heart, the passion that makes a World Champion and I have enough of it to truly make one great. I have what every single “lesser” man didn’t have and I have what you will never find. And there isn’t a gym out there to train in, there isn’t a discipline to learn that will ever close the distance between you and I. You live in a fantasy of grand delusions if you think that this night is it, if you think that I’m just going to let EVERYTHING I’ve ever worked for slip through. If it hasn’t sunk through your thick skull yet, then I’ll make it clearer; this isn’t about being World Heavyweight Champion anymore, this isn’t about mere accomplishments or whose dick is bigger than the other.

But being this...being everything that I have been for longer than I care to remember is a necessity and I simply won’t allow you to strip away the one thing that’s going to define me more than this reign ever could have.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 1:01 am by **The Revenant**

Voltage 12:

“Well look at that, God’s taken his dick out and is waving it all over. So Let me ask a question, when are you gonna stop sucking on your own ego and wise up to the situation. Every, Single, Fucking day I wake up to this hell, this hell that you’ve created. You’re gonna stand up there like it’s 2008 and you’re the EAW champion of old, defending your company, your paper thing legacy like it’s still infallible, it’s indestructible, and untarnished. Everyone sees through your Bullshit. Everyone sees you for what you, and your company really are. You’re a corrupt, greedy, FALSE GOD, Who’s come crawling back to your own ring because you just couldn’t stay away”.

“When did you ascend to your rightful place in the sky, was it after the first year, was it 2012, Tell me DeDeDe, When did the extreme, long haired wrestler, turn into the most pathetic, and weak willed wrestler on the planet. When you sell your credibility, when did you sell your soul, When did you stop giving a shit about the industry and the people around you, just so you can sustain that sense of invincibility of yours? ‘Bow down and Grovel’? Is that what you say to O’hara every night so he can remain champion for another month? Is that what you said to Nico so he could pledge allegiance to his savior? Is that what you say to the GMs so their brand loyalty to you can remain absolute? The problem with you, is that you’re so conflicted between acting like the same, long dead ‘Hip EAW Elite King’, and being a corporate suck up, that you’re switching back and forth while you’re talking to me”.

“Go ahead, appear at the start of Free Per Views, tell me about your nieces, kids, and your family who’s wealth is built on the blood and sucking, and fucking of others, I know, what many others know, but no one’s told you because you retired from this ring to sit on yachts, and cheat on your wife. Maybe that’s the problem, maybe no one’s come up to you and told it straight, maybe I’m the only one with the gall to defy the status quo that ‘DeDeDe is the unsinnable, invisible, can - do - no - wrong messiah creator of The Pro Wrestling world, but like I said, I don’t buy into your little entourage, ‘The God Complex’, almost both of them champion, who would’ve figured. I figured, many do, so sorry for seeming cryptic and weak, so let me bring out the same fire that got me this far….”.

“Fuck The Elites”.

“Fuck The Bravado”.

“And FUCK GOD”.

“SO when I meet you in that ring, when I beat you down, when I draw your blood, and When I drink it down before BEATING YOU back to whatever CRACK you crawled out of, then, your sons, daughters, nieces, proteges, children of both maternal or corporate, they’ll see you for the fallacy you are. A 40 year old man, who’s got far too much adrenaline, and has his head too far up into his ass to come back into this ring. Everyone wants me to fail, you want me to fail….. So while you’re riding cloud 9 of your own invincibility, you’re too blind to see the truth….”.

“I don’t give a shit about who you are, who anyone I face is….. I don’t give a shit about your personal social status….. Your own ego that makes you think you’ve got the right to make human beings grovel between you, just because you spent a few years pinning men to the mat before your money filled up that empty skull. So let me aid you, in your time of need. Let me crack your blind fucking head open, let me aid you, Gawd. I’m going to do what apparently Elite and many others had never done…. I’m going to pry Gawd from his mortality, I’m going to make you, for the first time in years, feel that burning sense of life leaving them, and I’m going to make you break, and crawl back to your pent house…..”.

“You should’ve never returned to your garden, Gawd. It’s no long a world that revolves and bows to you….. And on Sunday, I’m going to make sure you never step into the ring every again, so that maybe your messiah like ego fade away with your long since drained passion. No Kings, No Gawds, No Men. Just us. You, and Me. And when I make Gawd my 16th man, then you’ll never forget of the NEO lad to crawled up here and broke your spirit”.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 12:08 am by **hbg**

The fucking nerve you have, Drake Jaeger. I hate you so fucking much.

Everything... has changed. Things are not what they used to be and the first thing you do is cry about it, it's almost mind-numbing. Don't get me wrong, you are -- were an important part of Hexa-gun. I have always admired how you just appeared as a recruit in EAW and still was able to dance with main eventers like Mr. DEDEDE and The Pizza Boy in your time as a rookie. I always adored how much you outshine the likes of Aria Jaxon and Brett Kennedy despite them being in the company longer than you. You arrived in a saloon and people just stared and watched. You swept the ladies off their feet, and you triggered some snarls and grunts from men who wish they can be as good as you. But instead of owning the skills and abilities that you already possess prior to becoming part of EAW, you let Hexa-gun take credit for what you are and who you have become, to the point that even I think that you did a hell of a job convincing the world that you are nothing without Hexa-gun, you are so fucking corrupted with this idea that anyone who sees you will automatically assume that Hexa-gun is responsible for any success you have and any future success that you gather. Is this really what you want to be viewed as? Hexa-gun is already dead. Hexa-gun is six feet under, and you are disturbing its rest as the Stable of the Decade by clinging to its feet and dragging its dead body wherever you go because its the only thing that made you relevant. This is exactly what triggered you to do what you did at King of Elite, because for the longest time, as your Hexa-gun comrade, you always assumed that I wouldn't be angry at anything you did because we were best friends. I don't blame you. That's exactly how it was. I can be Y2Impact's enemy... or Eris... or The Burned Man... or Tiberius Jones, but never did I want to lose my only friend Drake Jaeger. But do you know what your misstep was? Involving yourself in a situation that doesn't demand your presence, carrying the respected name of Hexa-gun in your filthy backpack and leech whatever importance you can still get off it. Once upon a time, I look at Hexa-gun with pride for we were an army that trained together with one common purpose, but now I look at it and only see your face that almost killed my chances. Your stupid fucking face. And I can never forgive you for that, Drake. I can never fogive you for taking this for granted. I can never forgive you for changing us.

My songs of praises for you have strummed its last chord. My belief in you slowly faded away to thin air. Now you are nothing but an unlucky victim that will taste my sweet boot right under your chin, nothing but an opponent that will regret the day he tried to cross me when he knows how important the EAW Championship is to me. I built myself into becoming a threat to the Showdown roster. I have walked my own path that inspired all the other women from Empire, who never in a million years will measure up to my high standards of excellence, to actually put the World Title in their bucket list. And while I was too occupied with making history and confirming the greatness that I have so long bragged about, you were too busy hiding behind the desk calling matches. I love how great of a job you did at it, I really do. You spread every unpopular opinion that you had like wildfire. You never seek validation, you please no one but yourself, and you always speak your mind uncensored, but just because you're allowed to verbally cross the line repeatedly at the announce table, that it's comparable to what you're expected to do in the squared circle. When you cross the line with the Heart Break Gal, you suffer consequences that you can never recover from. When your ideals differ from hers in the slightest, you will always be proven wrong even if she has to break you. You lose everything, and you walk away empty-handed, and even it you feel like you have nothing to lose, she will find a way to demean you and prove that there is so much more to take. So don't you fucking test me, Drake Jaeger. Don't try to push me to my limits because I can endure far more beating in one match than you ever can in your entire career. That's what defines me... I am not only a survivor, I am a victor.. The type of person that doesn't give up even when everything is at stake. Can you say the same thing for yourself, Drake? Can you really look at me right now and prove that you are not just a comedic relief? No! Because even when a certified jackass like you put on a serious tone, everyone can tell that you're not as passionate about this line of career as I am. You never take anything seriously, you never take World Championship matches like this to importance to the point where you'd be willing to get nearly-injured and shattered for the sake of making a statement. But do you know what fucking pisses me off the most, Drake? You constantly yelling "I LOVE HEXA-GUN" to everyones faces. It pisses me off to no end because you just flap your fucking gums without actually proving how much you mean it. Because Drake Jaeger, if you love Hexa-gun so much, then why the hell did you run off to another direction the first sign of difficulty? Why do you speak so highly of me behind the commentary desk and then coming in with a chair to hand to my partner extending help that nobody needs? If Hexa-gun really meant a lot to you, then why do you continue to put your pride above our friendship as you refuse to apologize? Why do you continue to disrespect me and threaten to kill me off for the World Championship that youre so suddenly interested in? If you really wanted to keep Hexa-gun's memory alive, then why the fuck did it take you so long to rise from commentary and be by my side like you've always promised? WHY WERE YOU NOT THERE FOR ME?

Talk. All talk. That's what you are. It's all you're fucking good at, and it's what you'll continue to do. And I am not wasting a single second catering to you or listening to your emotional wailing. At Reasonable Doubt, I will retain my EAW Championship, and once the dust settles, you will be left alone in the middle of the ring, wondering what you did wrong to fail once again in your joke of a career...

I will leave you there, Drake Jaeger... Without a single peep...

As you suffer in silence.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 10th 2018, 12:05 am by **hbg**

There I was, prepared for the worst statements and the most solid threats a manchild like Davidson is about to spew my direction, instead he managed to spark a reaction that I never expected. Laughter. It's too easy. It's too fucking pitiful. For a while I thought his videos from back at King of Elite were just on repeat, as he desperately attempts to make me feel like I am nothing important for him to even waste words on, when all he does is further prove that opponents are at loss for words and are forced to make their repetitive points once they look the devil in the eyes and realize they never had a chance to begin with. You might as well spin plates on a fucking stick to prove that you are capable of doing something extraordinary, you might as well just hold your breath for ten minutes to prove to the world that you have something that separates you from the average Joe's, because the more Davidson carries on with his "I don't give a fuck" approach, the less threatened I feel coming into Reasonable Doubt. And to make things better, Davidson quotes the one and only Aria Jaxon. Yes, the same Aria Jaxon who has fallen down face first onto the ring mat and was fed the heel of my fucking boot far more times than I can count. I am not going dive into details, but if you're going to take someone else's worthless opinion to value and expect me to care, then you certainly have not been paying attention. Does it worry me? Not at all. Because while David Davidson spends his time word-vomiting the lousiest "I'm too good to waste my time on you" sentiment he can ever give whilst pissing his pants and counting the days to the end of his Unified Tag Team Championship reign, I spend my time taking steps and preparing for the shitshow that's about to come when you come to us with the sad monkey dance you dare to call a performance. I have hammered this in everyone's heads for too many times -- Di Consentes is here to stay. It doesn't matter if we have to climb mountains or push others into a dark fucking pit to their demise for there is no mercy when you're out there in the world proving why you're the best this company has ever had. We acknowledge all opponents. We DARE them to fight us, because we are not afraid of a war of words, and most especially, we are not afraid to throw our fucking fists to their faces and make an example out of them, just like we will make an example out of you. Because, Davidson, as much as you want to avoid it, there is no taking away the fact The High Rollerz have no ground to stand on without the Unified Tag Team Championships. You need the belts with you because it's the only way that the crowd can actually honor your presence, while Di Consentes with our without Championships attached to them can carry their own names, live up to their reputations and cause a standing ovation from the crowd with every match they compete in. We didn't come to compete in the Tag Team Division to prove that we still have what it takes -- we are in the Tag Team Division to let the world know that there is no stopping us from killing off our opponents and taking names like we have done time and time again. Whether it be legends who have been part of the best matches in EAW, or rookies like Keelan and Finnegan Wakefield, or even the lowest forms of insects in the High Rollerz, Di Consentes will still reign above all. And you can't comprehend that not because its "uninteresting", you can't comprehend because no matter what you do, there is no running away from that fact, and the best you can do is avoid it. Non-believers always say they recognize no diety, that is until Di Consentes restore their faith when we obliterate them to no return, proving that we are as real as it gets. This is happening, Davidson, and there is not a damn thing that you can do to stop it. You can do your best to throw even more poorly constructed jokes and nonsensical declarations, along with your bold but stupid predictions of how Di Consentes are bound to turn on each other like it's not the biggest fucking cliche in the book, but it will never be enough to avoid your inevitable defeat. You are not capable of constructing plans and strategies if your lives depended on it. You are not capable of bringing forth a spectacular show that will woo the crowd and make them rise from their seats. Di Consentes will continue to let their voices be heard while everyone stops to listen, while you and Jack can murmur amongst yourselves in your filthy corner, hoping to find ways to drag us down or embarrass us with no success. Isn't that why you resort to personally attacking me and my dear husband? Isn't that the reason why you wanted me to feel ashamed of myself for marrying that man that I love? I have made the wrong decisions, I have made many mistakes in my past, but this is not one of them. Face it, Davidson, you have nothing to say that would make me stop and question my decisions, because where it concerns elevating my career to heights only a few could reach, I always make the right call. I am not going to clench my jaw. I am not going to ball my fist in anger. And I certainly am not losing sleep over these half-baked claims that you call your points. Because after the bell rings at Reasonable Doubt, the final chapter of our story will be written and we are off to another book. The crowd will see us as the two best women in the wrestling business that captured multiple Championships within a fucking year, the ones that made history, the ones that shook the ground with their influence and undying greatness... and what will you be? Nothing but collateral damage, just the victims that helped us get there. And for that, we thank you in advance.

Silly Jack Ripley, for someone like you who hasn't held any other Championship belt his entire time here in EAW, it's obvious that you wouldn't know how to handle two titles when they're both rested on your shoulders. You are incompetent. You are lazy. You are the definition of medicority. I am nothing like you, and I certainly don't intend on drowning in my miserable existence like you do on a daily basis. Do you want to know what happens when Di Consentes has the Unified Tag Team Championships on lock? Only the best teams will come forth to challenge us whenever they are truly ready to have a sweet victory or taste the most bitter defeat in our hands. We will elevate the Unified Tag Team Championships into what its supposed to be -- titles held by the greatest teams to compete in the EAW ring, two talented individuals paired together with the common goal of risking their lives, their careers and their well-being for what people think of as a "secondary" title because of people like The High Rollerz. Titles that are in my possession are elevated a hundred times higher. They shine a million times brighter for the fact that Di Consentes carry them with the pride and the honor that they deserve. Stop me if im going too fast or if you're already in your catatonic state trying to understand what the Unified Tag Team Championship truly means, but let's compare it to The Mercenaries, yes, my team. Because of The Mercenaries, main eventers and legends like Jacob Senn, Mr. DEDEDE and Ryan Savage took interest in the titles despite knowing that they will jump in the fight of their lives if they did, it would make the reward much sweeter. Lives were at risk. Physical state, including my own, go through near-injuries, and new teams like you have to run the extra mile if you want your presence known, unlike that horrible showing Ares Vendetta and Lannister did a few months back. Di Consentes is inviting even bigger monsters to face us because of the fact we are not afraid of them. If you can't run fast enough, if you can't fight or have the capability to outmaneuver your opponents, then you are going nowhere near the titles. We don't lurk in the shadows waiting for our opponents to challenge us, we fight in plain sight just like we are more than willing to defend our own singles titles out in the open at Reasonable Doubt. That's the level of confidence that Di Consentes have, none that you can compare with people like you who are too afraid to do something different. Di Consentes have gone through half a dozen teams in the Grand Prix, and safe to say, we work well whether as individuals or as a team. We specialize in multiple skills. We know how to adapt to changes and to different type of matches, and as much as I hate to point out your limited functionality again, the fact of the matter is, we are more than capable of working separately or together. There is no weak link, only a well-oiled machine on the path to destruction. That's why the world admires us. That's why the crowd looks at us with awe. While you and David are too busy fighting for a small spotlight on Showdown, we rock grand matches and compete in main events. Do you want to know why, Jack Ripley? Because that's where we belong. We belong sitting in private jets and limousines to places we go to instead of taking the subway with the commoners. We deserve the best hotel rooms, the grandest restaurants and all of our clothes brand new, because of who we are and what we do in the ring. You're a good team, Jack, there's your fucking credit, but I cant look you straight in the eye and say that you are the better team than Di Consentes. Our history and combined experience already is a long enough list to prove that for a fact, while you have nothing but a scattered Tag Title reign to validate your worth.

I just love how you try to make me regret taking so long to win the EAW Championship, but when I mention what other allocades I've collected throughout the years that I wasn't competing in the males division, you fucking jump the gun and tell me that I'm "bragging" about these things. Now whether it's the Vixens World Championship or the Womens World Championship, you simply confuse me with what you even want out of me. Do you honestly think that Vixens is a demeaning term to describe the womens division? Jack Ripley, we were all called Vixens, we all lived as Vixens and we took pride on being called Vixens. This is not something that I've just made up a fucking week ago, it's a legitimate title for the women who compete in the EAW ring before Cleopatra changed how its called! Before you open your mouth, make sure you check the facts. That Aria Jaxon that has "surpassed" me, was the same person I defeated to get my fourth reign, but of course you are never going to acknowledge that because you think that I'm running my sexist mouth and you're too concerned about womens rights than to actually take a glimpse of what actually matters. It stopped being a weak division long before my third and fourth reign, so you can't fucking say that I am limited to chasing easy opportunities. To tell you the truth, I am not going to speak for the division during the years of the drought, it's true that there was a lack of talent. I am human, I make no excuse for that. But what boggles my mind is the fact that you don't even take into consideration that these "Women" that you are so proud of calling in this era also did not compare to my greatness. I have defeated Cailin Dillon. Aria Jaxon. Cloud Matsuda. Haruna Sakazaki. Madison Kaline. Half of which didn't even last long in their careers for one reason or another, I have become too good for Empire that I was offered a contract for Showdown to compete for the EAW Championship, and here I fucking am standing before you as the EAW Champion. I have already built my legacy in the Vixens-- Women's Division, what else do I have to prove over there? Should I be winning my Specialist Championship in replacement for my world title? HAH good one.

Call me a bullshitter but it doesn't change the fact that I am right. Your opinion is the least of my concerns, just like Davidson's moronic babbling never bothered me for a second. You can preach the word that I'll be nothing without my legend status, but I fucking bet you that if I joined EAW with a clean slate, I would be winning my first title within a month of joining. I never had a rookie day because the day that I joined EAW was the day that I was ready for the bloodshed and the suffering that goes with the pathway to success. I always come prepared. I always have a trick up my sleeve. And no matter how difficult the situation gets, or how many losses I have endured, I will always prevail. I always stand at the top. I hope you cherish your home in the Tag Team Division, Jack Ripley, because at Reasonable Doubt, Di Consentes will bash the living fuck out of it with our sledgehammers. Your home will fall apart, and with the dust and the rubble, we will build our Kingdom. We will reign as Goddesses. We will rule as Queens. Together, as Unified Tag Team Championships. The best tag team there ever will be.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 11:45 pm by **Mr. DEDEDE**

I sit here ... and I observe ...

And I watch ... so that I may digest ...

And stew over my findings, and rationalize what I've witnessed...

In my attempt at grasping what ought to be chalked up to complete and utter phenomena.

In a way it is still alien to me, this mass consciousness that has been cast unto the forefront of the very culture and society that permeates the Land of Elite. Yet it's all I see, and all I have seen for quite some time in just about every other avenue. Perhaps it's why this kingdom - in which I reign with might and in which I reign supreme - has also in a way been my place of refuge. Because EAW, for a long time, has been the final frontier for men who hold themselves to the standard of warrior class. This industry and this industry alone was once seen as the breeding ground of alpha dominant, Type A, red blooded males to joust for power; not through means of manipulation or underhanded deceit, however by OVERT ACTS OF MALICE, BY UNBRIDLED FORCE, AND WITH UNWAVERING CONFIDENCE. IT WAS A PLACE WHERE A GLADIATOR WOULD MOLD, AND FORGE - WITH THE FURNACES OF HELL ITSELF - HIS OWN BODY, AND HIS OWN MIND... into something awe inspiring. Into a force that made scores of humanity bow before their feet.

Bow, and grovel.

Before his presence, before his might, commanding respect both from dignitaries and dissidents alike.

Once upon a time, we had Hall of Fame classes full of people of this caliber. And it turned a fledgling, laughing stock of a brand into a TITAN of industry as well as combat sports JUGGERNAUT.

EAW was the final frontier, because the rest of the world was lost, and it still is lost. Take it from me, the EAW Chairman, when I say that the rest of the world truly is a lost cause.

Because despite the culture EAW being ransacked by the weak and decrepit ironically enough within its very own walls, the outside consists of far more afflicted legions. Outside the gates exists a world full of complainers, and town criers, and gossiping hens, and bickering fowl; emaciated, pencil-necked, squawking goddamned birds of a feather flocking under the same echo chambers to run their pathetic little fucking mouths, and protest. That's all this world seems to have nowadays ... picket signs! The brave once took up arms when times became cumbersome, but in these times the weak are perpetually up in arms, and they have won the war of attrition by multiplying into a force loud enough to drown out the voices of the mighty!

I would say we've returned to mob rule, but the MOB USED TO BEAR TORCHES!!!! THEY USED TO MARCH THROUGH THE NIGHT, READY TO STORM THE GATES TO BURN THE GATES -- AND THE GATEKEEPERS, TO THE FUCKING GROUND!

But now! Now what do we have??? Petitions! Picket signs! Social media outrage! Think tanks online lead by emasculated cuckolded manservants - and we now live in a time where the would-be serfs are, pardon the expression, white knights!

And the gatekeepers capitulate! That's why I have to sift through the complaints of the executives, and advertisers, and sponsors alike who are completely befuddled by the backlash towards the latest Ares Vendetta segment, or Diamond Cage promo. I have to deal with COMPLETE AND UTTER COWARDS ON A DAY TO DAY BASIS, AND I HAVE TO FIGHT TO MAINTAIN THE INTEGRITY OF THIS COMPANY AND EVERYTHING IT STOOD FOR -

FOR WHAT?

FOR ROOKIES TO COMPLAIN ABOUT IT BEING "TOO HARD"???

FOR THE REVENANT TO COMPLAIN ABOUT HIS WUFF WIDDLE TIME ON NEO???? FUCK THAT!!!

I don't GIVE A DAMN if you consider me your God, I don't care if you address me as master, I don't care if you think I'm the messiah, or if you respect me like your father, or call me your daddy; what I sure as hell am not is your goddamned friend.

And that's what every single last one of you people who expect me to give a DAMN!!! ABOUT YOUR GRIEVANCES NEED TO REMEMBER, AND NEVER FORGET IT. I AM NOT YOUR MOTHER FUCKING FRIEND.

You want to cry to me because you went through your lumps for three months on an EAW developmental show? Revenant; I shelter my children, I cuddle with my nieces, I coddle my nephews, I encourage my son, I spoil my daughters, but if you think I'm going to spare the rod for any of you who willingly chose to take wrestling as your profession and try your hand at competing in Elite Answers Wrestling, you've got another thing coming.

A lot of you I still look at as my children, but at the end of the day you're here to be a warrior. You want to know how the Spartans treated their children?? The Spartans existed from the time they were young knowing they had to be prepared for war, because war could be at their front gates at any second. The children in Sparta didn't have participation trophies and consolation prizes, young boys even as young as the age of FIVE were put through military-level training, constant hazing, never ending criticism, to the point where new born children were LITERALLY bathed in WINE TO SCRUB WEAKNESS FROM THEIR VERY PORES. If you think that I am going to allow Spartan children to exhibit more masculinity than a place that was once viewed as the land "where hardcore legends are created" .... you're in for a fucking rude awakening. EAW is the last stand of gladiator culture, and I'm not saying this as a man who sat on his ASS and called the action from the sidelines and collected the profits from the tearing of other mens flesh, and the pouring of other mens blood. I'm telling you this from the perspective of a man who has SPILLED MORE OF HIS OWN BLOOD THAN YOU HAVE SPILLED SWEAT IN THIS EAW RING! I'M SAYING THIS AS A MAN WHO HAS POURED OUT EVERYTHING IN THE CENTER OF THAT RING THAT YOU HAVE THE UNDESERVED PRIVILEGE TO STAND IN, I'M SAYING THIS AS A MAN WHO TORE FLESH FROM THE VERY BONE FOR THIS TO EXIST. EAW IS NOT THE PLACE FOR YOU TO DUMP YOUR GRIEVANCES OUT AND EXPECT SYMPATHY FROM ME. TO HELL WITH THAT, AND TO HELL WITH YOU. YOU WEAK SONS OF BITCHES KILL ME WITH THAT SHIT, YOU EXPECT ME TO - I SUPPOSE - APOLOGIZE FOR DEVISING A SYSTEM THAT WOULD WEED OUT THE WEAK, EVEN THOUGH I THOUGHT I MADE MYSELF PERFECTLY CLEAR WHEN I SAID THAT I AM AT WARRRRRRRRRR WITH THE WEAK! I THOUGHT I COULDN'T MAKE MYSELF ANY CLEARER, BUT LET ME SAY IT AGAIN FOR YOU WEAK MINDED BOTTOMFEEDING SCUM. I AM AT WAR WITH YOU.

AS LONG AS YOU PICK UP THAT GODDAMN MICROPHONE TO SPEW YOUR WORDS OF WEAKNESS, YOU ARE MY MORTAL BLOOD SWORN ENEMY, AND YOU AID AND ABET EVERY SINGLE THING THAT I OPPOSE. THE FRIEND OF MY ENEMY IS ALSO MY ENEMY, AND I HAVE MADE AN ENTIRE LEGACY OF CRUSHING MY ENEMIES TOTALLY. I WILL ACTIVELY TARGET AND PERSECUTE YOU, LIKE STALIN AGAINST POLITICAL DISSIDENTS, AND IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT THEN YOU CAN GET THE FUCK OUT RIGHT NOW.

...

The weak wage war and inevitably bring ruin to all great empires by corruption from the inside. I will not let you leave this kingdom of mine in ruin.

So, if you're willing to accuse your God of committing deliberate acts of cruelty ... I stand guilty as charged.

I am a cruel God of this world, but in case you somehow missed it along the way, this is an exceedingly cruel world. The most fundamental and noble truth of life is suffering, it is what's promised more than anything else in this world. You are promised suffering from the moment you draw your first breath, and you are guaranteed to experience it before you draw your last. This is by no means 'double-speak', but my rhetoric certainly applies just as much to your life in the outside world as it applies to life in this world. Why do you think it's called "Pain for Pride" and not "Pleasure for Pride." Why do you think it isn't called "Joyride To Redemption?" Pride and Redemption are not promised. The Spartans never taught their children this 21st century lie that life is somehow supposed to be an enjoyable experience. Victory isn't promised. Being Elite isn't promised. It comes with suffering, it comes from making sacrifices. All that is truly gained in life is accompanied by loss. Every badge of honor comes with scars. Everything you manage to build for yourself in this world comes with collateral damage, and just because you were fed this New Testament myth about a benevolent and merciful God, that doesn't counteract or - or counterbalance the truth of the God that actually rules over you in real life. Those who deliver a prosperity gospel tend to exalt the sanctimonious new testament God, often while completely disregarding the wrathful and vengeful God of old. But as the bible says, you cannot serve two masters. And while the new testament God tends to exist only in scripture, you can see the results of a cold and callous God in the cold and callous world that surrounds you.

Sorry to disappoint you, but it's not as though you had a choice. You see, this new mass hysteria going around where the deluded general public seem to immerse themselves in their false realities ... this was never going to last forever .... I hope you understand that. While your afflicted and deranged colleagues whom you seem to have taken so much pride in defeating may still live in their delusion, your dream world comes to an end in just two short days. You can continue to boast and brag to me about defeating men who aren't of the same pedigree as me, who haven't accomplished 1/16th in this business as I have. We'll see how far your hollow victories takes you. It's as I stated before, there is no such thing as a gray area in this world. With every question, exists an answer. Every single formula comes with a solution, every theory that has ever been hypothesized has a previously ordained result, whether you're cognizant of it or not. For every lie that is put out into the ether, the truth waits in the distance. You can choose to live in the false reality you've created, but you have no choice but to come to terms with the truth. It may either be your liberator, or it will cast you out from the throne of lies you sit in; but either way, Mr. Revenant, the truth will set you free. Cliche as the saying may be, this cliche is in your very near future. And the future is uncompromising.

I advise that you wake up. Wake the hell up, and understand the importance of power. Understand that power is of infinitely more salient value than your sorry excuses and your gripes over hard time, because I can assure you that more will come. But with hard times come the opportunity to adapt to your harsh climate and land unscathed following your plunge from the cliffs. This is when the opportunity for power rears its head...

Understand well, that there is power out there for those who take it... for everybody else, you will be at the mercy of those who did.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 11:42 pm by **Cameron Ella Ava**

III.

“Cameron is the weak link.”

Did you just call me the weak link? What an idiotic statement, but it’s from Jack Ripley, so it’s the norm for him. When it came to this match, it’s difficult to determine a so-called “weak link”, but to call me that? A woman, who has proven that she can take on The High Rollerz with or without HBG. A woman who came this close to pinning your tag team partner. A woman who could have ended your reign as the Unified Tag Team Champions, but just because Drake Jaeger caused a distraction and I was the victim of it, I’m the weak link? Seriously, I do not understand where you get the impression that I hated to be individually called out. Just like I told your partner, I don’t mind it. A woman cannot make a simple observation without the two of you attacking and getting all defensive of your “tag team strategy”. Just like David said, it’s the most basic and generic strategy in the book of tag team wrestling; however, if it’s worked fine for you guys in the past, why bother to change it? I’m just questioning why would would waste your time trying to attack me and my character? I’m just the Openweight Champion. To you guys, I shouldn’t be worth your time, but yet, you guys cannot seem to shut up about me. Why attack me when you can attack the EAW Champion? I don’t mean harm on my beautiful partner, but if you guys claim me to be the weak link? Why not go after the so-called “stronger link” and off with her first? You think I’m easier to get under the skin of? You like my reaction to your bullshit better than HBG’s? Was there a debate on who you were going to isolate and attack first? I am very curious of what goes on in your minds, Jack.

DAMN YOU, CAM! HOW DARE YOU SLANDER THE CITY OF LAS VEGAS, NEVADA! THE HOME OF PAIN FOR PRIDE XI! HOW DARE YOU SLANDER OUR HOMELAND? THE LAND OF LYING, CHEATING, STEALING AND GAMBLING? WHEN YOU MESS WITH ME, YOU MESS WITH LAS VEGAS! YOU MESS WITH OUR PEOPLE! I apologize. I cannot envision you or David giving a damn about anything, but yourselves. I cannot imagine you guys giving a damn about the people that live in Las Vegas. Why are you making this so personal, Jack? I can hear the passion about your hometown in your voice. I can tell how much of your mannerism is because of where you were born and raised. On the other hand, it should not be used as an excuse to justify the way you are in EAW. Is it a survival thing? Do you consider this entire place of the strong surviving and the weak perishing? We have had people survive for more than ten years in EAW. We’ve had people perish when the going gets tough for them. I don’t care where you come from. I don’t care what living in Sin City has done for you or David. It shouldn’t be used to justify shit. You can call your tactics for winning “smart”, but I don’t think some people are able to agree with you. They only thing people remember of our last match is Drake Jaeger getting in the way. They can’t remember if it was you or David that covered me for the victory. They can’t even remember how you even got the titles in the first place. Sure, when you guys get inducted into the Hall of Fame, people will forget about all the irrelevant competition you faced. They will forget the fact that teams from RoViper to The Triumvirate were able to dethrone you. No one will even give a damn about the sketchy methods you used to get your belts back. As most of these fans forget about what happened in the last year, the one thing they will remember is your three reigns as Unified Tag Team Champions. They won’t give a damn about you guys as individuals. They will forget the matches you were apart of. There will be not a single memory of you. You’ll be remembered as the “3x Unified Tag Team Champions”...but, that will be it. Nothing else will be associated with those accomplishments. If you can live with that for the rest of your life, then that’s okay, I guess.

“Ignore the bully. He’ll go away.”

You don’t know shit about bullies, Jack. If you don’t give them the attention they want, the move on the tactics to get your attention. You think it was so simple to just ignore Drake? I was able to do so easily when he was sitting on his lazy ass commentating Showdown. When he wants part of the action, it makes it quite difficult not to ignore him. The thing with bullies, if you don’t react to them, they continue to pester harder. They’ll begin to taunt and degrade you. They’ll begin to get desperate for your attention, so they may get personal. They’ll point out and mock your insecurities. Some people would ignore the bully, but me? You see, I can only ignore people for so long until I snap. I can only keep my composure until my fist collides with their face. That is something that Drake had coming to him. If you remember what I told HBG backstage, she was more than willing to be part of this Tag Team Match. She wanted to prove that she can be a Tag Team Champion again. I know HBG enough to know when she can’t take it. I knew for the moment she said that she can do this match, I knew that a ladder match with Tiberius Jones was not going to be enough to stop her. We were going to fucking fight after coming from competing earlier in the night. We were going to put our bodies on the line once again to have those titles on our waists. We’ll do so again. We are not afraid of stepping into the ring again. It does not matter if we got title defenses earlier or later in the night, we will be there to compete and give this match our all. Hold on to those titles, Jack. Di Consentes will be there to take them from you.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 10:48 pm by J-Dynasty 2?

⛀Heading towards the camera, Tiberius in football gear is seen running on a field until he reaches a microphone stand.⛀

I’m not black, I’m TJ!

I’m just messing, ya’ll know I was repping the Panther when king, I just always wanted to get a reason to say that. Hey Rex, don’t you ever feel like you might have this kind of platform for the last time?

I wonder if the people watching the Super Bowl were so hyped and harkening back to the old days of a united country because it might have been the last time people stand for the anthem in their imagination. People are so divided these days, aren’t they? These times are dark, and they’re getting even darker, our difference’s are often quite silly…..yet.

⛀”Real American” starts playing and suddenly Tiberius is dressed stylized like some sort of musician of the past and with the microphone stand turning into a musical one. He playfully lip syncs along. ⛀

♪I've got something deep inside of me
Courage is the thing that keeps us free! ♪

Never accept oppression!

♪If you hurt my friends then you hurt my pride
I gotta be a man I can't let it slide! ♪

I’ll show you Brian Daniels!

⛀The scene turns to a kneeled Tiberius dressed in his usual baggy gear and Onitsuka Tigers, he rises in shocking disgust to the most unforgiveable sight, a Funko Pop! of Brian Daniels staring down on him.⛀

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

⛀Behind Tiberius appears a Funko Pop! of Jacob Senn, and behind it one of Christopher Corrupt. Pizza Boy stands to the side. Kevin Devastation stuck to the ceiling. Then suddenly, Drastik and Jamie O’Hara! Theron with a Pop! on a throne! Even Tybull stands on a shelf! ⛀

So all of the evils of the world have assembled, like all one’s troubles coming down at once. Rex you’re right, I have waged war with Brian Daniels for years, but make no mistake I’ve had multiple foes and all of them have fell to the wayside!

⛀Tiberius knocks down all the Funko Pops! Saving the universe from such degeneracy. Tiberius stares intensely at the camera.⛀

You do a lot of talking Rex, but you’re terrible at reading a room, don’t ever get into politics or stand up comedy. If you think this thing between Brian Daniels and I is sustainable, then let me just say I’m still as astounded by the ignorance of the masses as I was when stepped into this business. You people never really did get me, you made me into the rogue element that was never able to be placed onto your formulas, nor able to fit into the cookie cutter you ever so do well Rex. I’ve had my fun and I’ve done some over the top stunts that have had people question my state of mind, but everything I’ve done has always had meaning, be it for my personal consumption or for a watching audience that I have felt needed something to chew on with a special flavour only I can provide. You even seem stuck on why I attacked you. You, who bears the name king. You who just ended a career. I’m sure there’s ten thousand reasons as to why I’d pick you, or reasons you as your own entity can discern from reality or decide for your own purposes. Grow up, and stop needing people to hold your hand, waiting to be fed, and having to have stories crafted for you. You have quite the career ahead of you, do you not? You put in the work and the time, I’m sure the future is promising, but you really should get into the habit of shaping your own world. As for me, I’ve grown tired of excuses, and I’m out to take a stand, I won’t allow myself to be treated like someone without dignity. Whether jester or king, I have always had my pride.

I am without need for thanks from you, nor applause from the people, keep those things to and for yourself. Self validation has always been my greatest drive, so let us dispense from these petty fake pleasantries and arguing over the corrupt acts of management, let us do battle with who and what we are at the forefront, our beings laid bare without extra fluff to masquerade who we are. Everyone already knows who I am and what I’m about. The afro royal. King IV, TJ Jester. Citius, Altius, Fortius, Tiberius! I won’t get rid of the mist in this dark alley, that too is part of who I am, but I am lifting some of the fog so that you can see the castle I’ve made amongst the wretched of this company. So that you can come here into my house, and show me who you are.

Just be sure to clean yourself up and watch your step when you intend to step into my domain, or you’ll be kissing what you sully, the ring.

⛀End.⛀

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 10:36 pm by **Jack Ripley**

Cameron, you complain that we focus in on you, and make you the focal point of our strategy, and yet you do understand its just classic tag team wrestling. So why is it that when we execute tag team wrestling so perfectly, you decide to bitch and moan about it? Who's to say if HBG is better, who's to say Cam is better, it's all a matter of opinion really. But on the night that The High Rollerz faced off against Cam and HBG, Cam, you were the weak link. That's not to say that's how it is every night. Wrestlers have off nights, wrestlers have great nights, and you had one of those nights that you look back on asking yourself, what was I thinking? It would've appeared that you had the match in your grasps, but as we know in wrestling nothing is as it seems. Do you know how many times we have a near count in this place where everyone thinks the match is over but in reality we still have 20 minutes left? A shit ton, and you should be no stranger to that. It appeared as though you could've won it before Drake got involved, but who's to really say? A kick out could've occurred, a break up of the pin could've occurred, hell you might not have tried for a pin at all. It was an EAW FPV, and do you know what those are famous for? 1...2....3.... NO HE KICKED OUT. How many times have we seen that? So had you made a pin? I highly doubt that it would've been the end. I'm always lurking anyways.

You look down at our ways of winning, but that's just the thing, we're winning. At the end of the day are people going to remember the fact that Cam got distracted by a shiny thing in the ring and got pinned? Or are they going to remember the record breaking 3x Tag Team Champions? That's right, they're going to remember how historic everything that we've done has been. No matter what you say, no matter the competition that you think we've faced, we will always be the team with the most title reigns in EAW history. Now we've only been in this game for like a year so you can best believe that we still have a shit ton left in store. But you have to understand Cam, at no point are people going to remember how we won, they'll just remember that we did. That's what this business is all about anyways, results. Can you get the win, or not? That's all that matters, and to the High Rollerz, winning by DQ, by cheating, being clean, we doin't care we'll take it anyway we want. If we see an opening because Drake Jaeger attempted to help you, then we're going to take it. Does that make us lesser opponents? I don't think so, I think it makes us smarter. I mean let's look at it this way, we're from Vegas, ok? Sin City. Do you know how many people there are low life scum bags that will do anything to get ahead in life? You're basically judging our way of life, our upbringing, OUR PARENTS. And that's quite rude of you to do. Not only are you trying to discredit what the High Rollerz have done, but you're trying to discredit everything Las Vegas stands for. But you know what? Even with all the cheating, back stabbing ways that Las Vegas is known for. For all the Lowdown, scummy, rotten, slutty, and despicable that Las Vegas is known for; it is highly regarded as one of the premier destinations for all of the world. It is known as one of those places you have to go to before you die. Maybe people like getting swindled out of their cash, but hey, they ask for it. We're just taking the model from our hometown, and implementing it in our own way. Can you blame us for being victims of our social environment? No I don't think you can, because that would be rude, and judgmental on your part and no one likes a person that's like that. It's called winning at any costs, and you may think of it as cheap, we think of it as smart. And it's just a difference of opinion, no one is wrong, no one is right. But the fact remains the same it presents results. We are the champions for a reason, we capatalize on situations given to us. So if you don't like the way we do something? Do something about it I guess; beat the system, beat our way of life. If you can't, shut the fuck up, and keep on walking because we're not going to change something that gets results. That would be stupid as fuck, now wouldn't it? Don't blame the fact you didn't use the chair on a morale dilemma. You didn't need to give Drake Jaeger the time of day, it was your mistake that made him relevant in the match. It's like how if you ignore a bully he goes away; if you ignore Drake Jaeger, I'm sure he'll just go away.

You ask when you played the victim Cam? How about when you blamed Drake Jaeger for the loss that you two suffered? That right there is blaming someone else for your loss, and playing the victim is it not? How can you blame Drake Jaeger for your loss when he was attempting to help you? I get that you didn't ask for the help, but he gave you an opening to actually beat us. If you were smart, you would've taken what you could get. But I know, I get it, you thought you had the match won anyway and didn't need that extra boost. But either way, Drake was there, and he wasn't doing anything to you. The best thing you could've done was just ignore him, and continue what you were doing. It's not like he was getting in the ring to attack you, he was actually rooting for you, so arguing with him did nothing but cost you the match. Have you ever watched a baseball game? Or a basketball game? Arguing never tends to actually lead to anything good or productive; it actually has the adverse effect. So while you're wasting your time yelling at Drake Jaeger for the help while he distracted the ref for you, David hit you with the roll up... 1.. 2.. 3, that was it. Instead of arguing try keeping your head in the game, don't let the distractions get to you, like a real champion. You want to know why I think you don't take tag team wrestling seriously Cam? Let me pain you the picture, it's King of Elite 2018, HBG is in the backstage area being checked on by a doctor. You come in checking in on HBG as she just a hellacious match against Tiberius. The Doctor states that you two really shouldn't compete again tonight because you're too hurt; your response? "This is a tag team match. What’s the worst that could happen?".. This is just a tag team match, so what's the worst that can happen. That right there is the epitome of why I don't think you actually care if you win or lose this match. At the end of the day does it really matter if you respect this division? Not really. You're going to go into this match with the same attitude that you would whether we knew your true feelings or not. But as for me, knowing that you would say something as stupid as this, I would like to point out it gives me extra motivation to make it so you have no chance in hell taking these titles. You don't deserve them quite frankly.

Now HBG you keep saying that with you two having the Tag Team Titles a resurgence of prestige will come to these titles, ok. How? I would love to know how you two becoming the Tag Team Champions will actually help out these titles more than hurt them. I want to know what it is you plan on doing by becoming the Tag Team Champions. Will new teams suddenly emerge? Like The Dragon Slayers? Like the Wild Boys? Or do they become prestigious just based on the fact that you hold them? Well here's what I think. I think that just because you hold the World Title it actually devalues the Tag Team titles. Confused? I'll explain. By having both the World Championship, and the Tag Team Titles, obviously one will take a back seat, and be looked at as a prop as opposed to the one that you tout in the highest respect. I mean right now you're doing nothing but shitting on these titles saying how they mean basically nothing right now. Although you still want them? Is that because you feel that we taint them so much you must save them, and shine them up? That won't work, because again, they'll take a back seat. They take a backseat to the EAW Championship they take a backseat to the Openweight Championship. As Cam and you both said, you're singles wrestlers first. That's who you two are, and I'm not going to stand here and speak ill will towards what you want to define your career as. But how does that help the Tag Team Titles? New teams aren't just going to form because new champions are around. Let's be real, even if magically new teams did appear, would you take them seriously? Like you said there aren't many tag teams around here that are legitimate. But again like you said any two people can mash up together and win the Tag Titles. Which I mean, yeah, if the team isn't very good. Maybe against the likes of you, any two people could come in and take the titles away from you, but that doesn't make it prestigious. We've held these titles for 300 days now, and I'm proud of that fact. I know you'll downplay it because we did lose the title for 30 days last year, but be that as it may, 300 days is a long time. We took on everyone that decided to form a tag team, Haruna and Azumi, Stuffed Crust, Knights of the Dawning, RoViper, and Triumvirate. Yes I know the last two beat us, but we did beat them too. What is my point? Well the fact that you say that any two people can join forces and become the tag team champions, is bullshit. Maybe against the likes of you, but up against a legit tag team that lives, and breathes this shit, it's not that easy, and we've proved it.

Being names that people know doesn't automatically mean anything to this division. A lot of people join forces and don't actually do anything with it. I mean your own partner diminishes what Stuffed Crust did, calling them a shit tag team, but the fact of the matter is that shit tag team beat you. So if any two people can join forces and win the titles, why couldn't you, the current EAW Champion, and Lannister, a former World Champion, join forces and easily win the Tag Titles? Should've been academic no? Maybe this isn't as easy as you think it is, because the last two times that you've attempted to take these titles, to become the Tag Team Champion, you haven't been able to do it. And yes I know that you were the longest reigning Tag Team Champion of all time, but when you go and attempt to do it again with other partners and fail? Well the signs seem to point in the direction of you not being that big of a factor in the fact. It kind of shows that maybe it was Impact that really was the factor in you two not only being the Champions, but being the champions for so long. Now I'm not trying to say diminish what you've done as a singles wrestler, as Cam said, that's what you identify as. But this is Tag Team wrestling, and there is no one on this planet that can match up against us. I don't care if we've slipped up twice before, in a 3 way match. I don't care if we had a bad night a year ago. Night after night we come out to that ring and deliver. See you two seem to harp on the FPV's, but what about all the other matches that we've competed in? You forget that we're on Showdown every single week, bringing it. Can you tell me the last time we have actually lost a match on Showdown? Because I can't remember it; and do you know why that is? It's because the High Rollerz have never lost a tag team match on a Showdown show. That is the true definition of what a tag team is, and should be able to do. To not only show up at FPV's, but every night. You can have this emphasis on what we do on FPV's, but you're not seeing the full picture. We're much more than what you give us credit for, and you'd think that after the last match we had, you'd understand that. But day after day your narcissism gets int he way and you refuse to give us credit. That's what bit you in the ass before, and it's what will bite you in the ass yet again.

But that's a right that you earned as Hall of Famers. You get to be a giant asshole, because you earned that right, right? News flash, just because you're good at wrestling doesn't mean it's ok to be a cunt to people. Now I don't mind because what you say really doesn't factor into how people view us, because unbeknownst to you, they're not actually sheep that follow what you say. Your word doesn't carry as much weight as you may think it does. People gather their own information, and come up with their own thoughts. And what they've come up with? The resounding consensus about the High Rollerz? We are the greatest tag team in the history of this business. Now I know you probably don't agree, but I couldn't give a shit to be honest. Your opinion on what we do doesn't matter. Your boy Brian Daniels, you know the reason that you have this match? He himself has said that we are the greatest team that has ever graced this ring. Does your opinion matter more than Brian Daniels? I would think that the guy running the show has more impact on peoples lives rather than a bitter chick that couldn't win the big one for a decade. That's the thing that is so confusing, you want to say that management is giving the "real" talent shots, but management has already backed us before. They're either fickle, or they want YOU to prove yourself against us. They don't want to see the precious Tag Team Grand Prix tournament be a massive flop yet again, so they're giving you another chance. That's honestly all this is. We have cleaned out the division, and we don't really have anyone left to go after. After the Grand Prix Tournament they thought that they would have all these teams lining up to face us, but they didn't. Throwing people together just because doesn't work as much as you may think it does. It didn't work for you and Lannister, and it's not working for you and Cam. If you're putting a team together, a team with chemistry since birth, will beat a randomly thrown together team of hall of famers most the time.

And you want to brag about being the Vixens Champion 4 times? You're a hypocrite. First of all being called the Vixens Champion is basically a slap in the face to all the women that have actually made the womens division into something. I'm sure being known as a Vixen instead of a Woman was really something to be proud of, yeah? No. There's a reason that someone like Aria Jaxon has already surpassed you in the legacy field. You competed in a dead fucking division, yet you swing your metaphorical dick around, trying to speak like it mattered. You say how we accomplished everything in a dead division with people that aren't worth any mention.. Well same shit about you. So should we strip you of any note of worth due to this fact? Should we take away your Hall of Fame inductee because your lack of division was embarrassing? No? Or did you take advantage of a situation. You beat all the women that stood in your way because you were better than them, and you asserted your dominance? Yeah? Sounds familiar right? Because whether we have had the best competition or not, we are the Tag Team Champions. Whether you like it or not we have held these titles more than anyone in the history of this business. You can split hairs if you want, but if you want to take fire at what we've done, at least look yourself in the mirror.

HBG you are nothing but a bullshitter, that spits the same exact shit every time she opens her mouth. Your hypocrisy is palpable, and I don't understand how you can vilify us for the same basically the similar route you took to become a legend. You took advantage of the opportunities given to you in a weak division. Now I know you'll come back with but it wasn't the tag team titles it was a title that actually matters. Yeah, to you maybe this division doesn't matter, and you're trying to fix it. To us it's home. We live, and die in the tag team division because it's all we've ever wanted to do. Someday we both might be competing for singles titles, and maybe we can become the first ever Co world Champions, but for now? We have some business to take care of here. We have two women that don't seem to get what we're about. We seem to have two disrespectful bitches, that don't understand that they got where they are due to luck. In this day an age, if you were to start now without the legendary status, you would be nothing. You've been outshined numbers times by a number of talent, but you shrug it off because you already have your hall of fame ring. You take advantage of situations by weakling your way into it. That's how you became EAW Champion to begin with, and that's how you became Vixens Champion so many times. Congrats on being at the right place at the right time your entire lives, but this sunday, it'll be the exact opposite. You're going to be in the wrong place, at the wrong time; because the High Rollerz are going to give you a lesson on how to 1. Actually be a team, and 2. Learn some respect.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 8:13 pm by **Cameron Ella Ava**

II.

I AM THE VICTIM. LOOK AT ME WITH MY VICTIM CARD.

EVERYONE LOOK AT ME! I AM A TRUE VICTIM!

I WHINE AND COMPLAIN ABOUT EVERYTHING.

Does that work for you fine? Or do you need a much more dramatic monologue about how I never considered myself a victim of everything? When have I ever told anything that I am the victim of anything? The only victims will be you and your partner after Di Consentes takes your precious Tag Team Championships. Cameron Ella Ava is many things-- history maker, champion, Goddess, but never will I walk around backstage whining and complaining when I get losers like The High Rollerz targeting me. I’m just making a simple observation. I am calling you out on an error you and your partner had made. For example, two weeks ago on Showdown. You messaged me. Not HBG, but you solely focused your attention on me. If you claim to have focused on Di Consentes entirely, why would you and your partner call me out individually? Do I look like a pigeon that is going to bring your message to HBG? Do you want me to flap my wings and look for my partner? Do you want me to go frantically look for HBG and complain about how The High Rollerz are ignoring her and focusing all the attention to me? All I’m asking that my partner gets the right amount of attention that I do. All I am asking is to treat Di Consentes equally just like we do The High Rollerz. I understand, that’s too much to ask for a man with plenty on his plate. I mean, what do you do on your spare time when you’re not focusing your attention on me? I say that out of curiosity. Where have you been to hype this Tag Team Championship match?. If it was something you truly cared about, then this match could have been much anticipated. It would probably save your partner a bunch of bitching about how he thinks I don’t prioritize this match enough. First of all, I am a “single wrestler”. I came into the company as a “single wrestler”. Same goes for my partner. I’ve been in tag teams before. I think I know a thing or two about being part of tag teams. I understand the fact that it can not be an “all about me” thing when being a team. You’re going to tell me that you were always good about being part of a team, David? There was never any conflicts about having an “all about me” mindset? Nah, you and Jack probably had to work out the nuts and bolts of your tag team. Rome wasn’t built in one night and neither were The High Rollerz. I mean, where am I driving a wedge, David? When have I ever tried to drive a wedge? You perceive me as a woman who wants to destroy The High Rollerz by creating conflict within the team. I think, you’re giving me a lot more credit than I deserve. I may be sneaky and manipulative, but break up a tag team? Not what I want to do in my free time. I would rather train for the upcoming match or better yet, I would rather get my facts straight before I jump into another war of words with you. Breaking up The High Rollerz isn’t even worth my time. Whenever you think I am mentally shut down and don’t give a damn about what dumb shit you say to my partner, I’m listening to everything that is being said. I am focused on every word that you guys are saying to us. Di Consentes does not shut down when things do not concern us. Di Consentes is always alert for anything that comes our way.

Like I said before, nothing gets under my skin. This is all me making the observations that I needed to inform you of. If you think that I am going to pout and bitch about everything you say, then you are sadly misinformed? I embrace the competition. I embrace a challenge. I’m not asking for you guys to go easy on me whatsoever. I mean, what’s the fun in that? What’s the fun on you guys putting little to no effort on me? I deserve the attention. I deserve all the time. As of right now, you perceive me as a woman who cannot handle whatever punch is thrown at me. You think that I cannot hold my own when the going gets tough? You think I am going to cry over spilled milk when things do not go my way? Do you look at me and see an established wrestler or do you see me as little girl that needs to be cuddled all the time? I am confused about your perception of me. I hope it’s the first option, but I hope you eventually understand that I can be as great as a tag team wrestler as I am a “single wrestler.” I mean, that was such a wonderful lecture by Professor Davidson! So enlightening! So eye opening! So inspiring! I mean, I would have never known what being a tag team wrestler was if it wasn’t for him! Yeah, I’m not an idiot. I do not need to be lectured about what being a tag team wrestler is all about. Just like I said the last time, I do what is right for me. I never said that people were ever going to agree with me. Fucking over TLA at Ground Zero, it was what was right for me. Helping Jamie retain at Shock Value, it was what was right for me. Not using the steel chair? Well, it was what was right for me. I do not think it should be hard to understand where my mindset in all of this is. I’m not difficult to understand. I’m just difficult for YOU to understand. I like constantly using your past to bring up your hypcrasity. I like to remind you of things that you either forgotten or don’t want to bother remembering. Do I say this to get under your skin? I don’t care either way. I don’t want to face a shaken man who is afraid to land a punch on me. I want to face David Davidson, I want to face Jack Ripley. I am not looking for any kind of excuses, which will most likely happen once we defeat you. You “underestimate” your opponents? What an idiotic move that you constantly make? You underestimated RoViper, The Triumvirate and now, you underestimate Di Consentes. The High Rollerz continue to make the sad and pathetic mistakes which cost them the titles on two different occasions. Sure, you were able to bounce back from your mistakes, but these are mistakes that should have never been made. These are mistakes that could have easily been prevented. I would have thought after our match at King of Elite, that you would begin to realize how legit Di Consentes was in the ring. It seems like we have doubters still, but so did you and everything turned out well for you guys. Well, almost because things won’t turn out well after Di Consentes ends this third title reign for The High Rollerz.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 6:31 pm by **Davidson**

[The scene starts with one half of the EAW Unified Tag Team Champions, David Davidson, who is arriving backstage at PPG Paints Arena. He’s of course wearing his three piece suit because why wouldn’t he be? He’s always dressed for the occasion. Looking like a champion, looking like a million bucks. So David is just minding his own business, trying to keep a low profile. He’s rolling his luggage behind him, passing by people left and right. They all keep trying to stop and greet him, but he says nothing back and keeps walking. His face says it all with his forced fake smile. He wants nothing to do with them. Out of the blue a man backs into David and the champ stops, thinking about the most sadistic ways to punish him. The man turns towards David, revealing his identity. It’s none other than the unnamed interviewer that used to stalk The High Rollerz. They got rid of him months ago. You’d think David would be surprised, but his expression stays the same.]

Interviewer: Oh my god, David?! I haven’t seen you in ages! Well, except for my dreams. I see you in those all the time. In those dreams it’s just me hanging out with my best buds, The High Rollerz. Living the life with my SQQQQUUAAADDDD!!!

David: …Why are you here?

Interviewer: Why wouldn’t I be?

David: Oh I don’t know, maybe because you were never employed by EAW you freak?

Interviewer: Haha good one David! Such a jokester! But a lot has changed. EAW actually hired me about a month ago!

David: But you are the worst interviewer imaginable. Why would EAW hire you of all people?

Interviewer: Oh I’m no longer an interviewer! They hired me as a graphic artist! Yeah, I went to college for it and stuff, it’s no big deal. Wanna see the poster I designed for Reasonable Doubt?!

David: Depends, would you leave me alone if I did?

Interviewer: Yep! C’mon David!

[David reluctantly agrees and looks at the poster on the interviewer’s tablet.]

David: …Cool.

Interviewer: Look, I even made some match card graphics. People are gonna love them! Look, here’s the one for your match! You like?

3 - EAW Promoz! - Page 19 1SLmQJW

David: Of fucking course.

Interviewer: What?

David: You see nothing wrong with this?

Interviewer: No. Why would I?

David: Yeah, you’re incapable of doing anything right … just like old times. This is goodbye for good. Ta ta.

[The interviewer is crushed, hoping David never meant that and he’ll apologize. Nah, David keeps walking until he finds a door with a sign on it, which reads “The High Rollerz”. David enters the reserved locker room and sets his stuff down. He goes to sit on the bench to collect his thoughts for a few seconds. He pulls out his water bottle and pours a little bit in his hands. He splashes the water in his face, helping him stay awake. In a little bit, David is going to go run the stairs in the arena, a ritual he does a day or two before every FPV he’s booked on, just to familiarize himself with the venue. But before he does that, with the camera in front of him, he takes this time to respond to his opponents.]

I know I should be focused on this camera in front of me so I can properly deliver my message to both Cameron Ella Ava and the Heart Break Gal regarding our match, but instead, I can’t help but stare at that wall across from me … it’s calling my name, telling me to bang my head against it. And I must admit, it’s tempting after having the misfortunate of listening to two very garrulous individuals make complete asses out of themselves while they try to convince the world that they are walking out of Reasonable Doubt with our tag team titles around their waists. To top it all off, I think they actually believe it. Why they’d do that to themselves is beyond me. The way I see it, Cameron Ella Ava and The Heart Break Gal are only setting themselves up for … well, for heart break. Pardon the pun. Now, after listening to them talk for more than I’d like to admit, it became more and more clear that their success, fame, and reputation has gone to their pretty little heads. We know the story by now. The Heart Break Gal made history when she won the EAW Championship. Just like Cameron made history when she successfully captured the Interwire title long ago. And now they look to create even more history this weekend by becoming the first ever female tag team to win the EAW Unified Tag Team Championships. Yay, girl power! Naaaahhh, hard pass on that. To all the Cameron and HBG fans watching this with their arms folded and their faces all scrunched up, I “regret” to inform you that you won’t be watching your favorite “goddesses” MAKE history this week. Instead, Di Consentes will BE history after they once again come up short against the nonpareil team of The High Rollerz. I know they’ll have something to say about that. They have something to say about everything. They’ll talk about how they can’t afford this loss because they are so CLOSE to adding another title to keep their other shoulder company … yet, they are so FAR. And once we force-feed them that bitter spoonful of defeat in a few days, I don’t think even Brian, aka the GM they have in their back pocket and probably even on their payroll, can save them by giving them yet another opportunity at these titles. He’s a good bullshitter, I’ll give him that. He often makes matches on the fly … matches that have no business in taking place, such as this rematch. But even he won’t be able to pull another excuse out of his ass to make this a trilogy. This is your last chance. No matter what happens during this match, you aren’t getting another. I don’t care if we beat you in seconds or minutes or an hour or if one of your past boyfriends tries to hand you the victory again because they know in their heart of hearts that you don’t have what it takes to beat us in a tag team match … I DON’T FUCKING CARE! This is it. Now I’m sure you’ll respond by saying that’s cool with you. That this rematch is all you’ll need. And that Cameron has learned from her mistakes and won’t get distracted again or that this time HBG will actually be there for her partner when she needs her the most … but if you think that’s the case, then you have it all wrong. The biggest mistake wasn’t letting Drake get in her head, oh no. Your biggest mistake was committed long before that … it’s when you set foot in the same ring as us. And here you are, setting yourselves up for failure yet again. Getting double booked yet again. Giving us the same ole half-assed arguments yet again. This is fucking déjà vu man. I keep telling myself just a few more days, David, and this will all be over … so I can KEEP my sanity. And I’m KEEPING everything. Especially this title. I respect it far too much to let it fall into your clammy little hands.

[David pauses for a second. He grabs his bag, opens it, and reveals his tag team title. He proudly places it over his shoulder, just egging on his opponents to take it, knowing full well his title isn’t in any danger, or so he thinks. Jack enters the room briefly to set his things down and leaves shortly after so he doesn’t interrupt.]

To the surprise of absolutely no one, Di Consentes are still playing the blame game. I would too. I’d try to cling onto any excuse I could find in order to save face after failing to keep my word heading into KOE. So as you can imagine, your words, your threats, and your promises … they’re all empty to me. I get it, you’re hall of famers. You’ve won countless titles. You’ve made history. You’re so used to getting everything you want that it must be tearing you up inside that you are never taking these titles from us. Finally, something you can’t have. No matter how much “talent” or “sex appeal” you have. You’re getting shut down. But I get it, you don’t want to believe me. Just like I refuse to convert your lies into truths when you oh so confidently tell the general public that this time will be different. They are easy to trick, so I’m willing to bet they actually believe you two stand a chance this week. I don’t fault you for doing such, since the mythomane always find it easier to fabricate lies, something you are pros at. Especially you, Cameron Ella Ava. I don’t even know where to begin with you. There was just so much wrong in your statements that it was difficult to piece together a proper response. But I took the time to sift through all the bullshit and here it is. I could start with the Drake topic, but I think I already went out of my way to elucidate my feelings regarding that “situation.” But it appears I will have to reiterate my stance on his involvement, and I will, in due time. But before I do that, I want to first talk about how tag teams work, since it’s obvious to me you failed Tag Team Wrestling 101. So consider this your summer school course. Don’t worry, I’ll give you a moment to go sharpen your number two pencil so you can jot down some notes. Okay, first of all, I’ll need you to leave your “singles wrestler” mindset at the door. Rule number one, it doesn’t matter which member of the team gets pinned when they lose, for you are a TEAM. You either win as a team, or lose as a team. So when you try to place all of the blame on Jack for when we lost at Territorial Invasion, you’re 100% wrong because he didn’t. I should have been there to break up the pin. So should have Theron. But we didn’t. I let my partner down that night, not the other way around. But I get it. I can sniff your tactic out from a mile away.

Trying to drive a wedge between us by eluding to who you think is the weak link. It humors me because it’s not going to work. Every team tries it, it’s just so lazy, just so damn basic and vanilla. I expect better from you, young grasshopper. Now, before I move on to a different topic, I know you’re just salivating at the thought of responding to what I just said. You know, when I said that teams either win or lose as a collective unit? “But David, you criticized me so much for taking the pin at KOE, yet you give your partner a free pass at TI? Haha you’re such a hypocrite. Finally, I got them. I’m so good!” Only problem with that is you obviously didn’t listen to what I told HBG the last time I spoke. I get it, once I moved onto HBG, you thought it no longer concerned you so you mentally checked out … which is kind of the norm with you, isn’t it? But with that said, I clearly told HBG that you didn’t shoulder the complete blame for losing that match. Go back and listen to it again if you don’t believe me. The truth is in the pudding, Cam. I said HBG should have been there for her partner when you were most vulnerable, but she couldn’t be after I powerbombed her the fuck outta that ring. You are both to blame, not just you, sweet pea. Does that make you feel better, hmm? Want me to give you a hug and fix you up a cup of hot chocolate so your feelings can be restored? I mean it clearly gets to you when Jack and I talk about you and “give a pass” to HBG. When it comes time for us to focus our attention on you, you pull out the victim’s card and say it’s us ganging up on you. Or wait, how did you put it again? Oh yeah, “They’ll come with their comparisons and praises for HBG while they tear me to shreds.” Oh buddddddy, I had no idea our words got to you that much. Great, now I feel bad and you should feel bad for making me feel bad, in all honesty. My fault. I thought you could handle the heat. I thought you were a big girl who could pack a punch and hit us where it hurts … but nope. Seriously, what do you expect from me? To sing your praises? To shower you with compliments? Have I not said you’re a hall of famer? That you’ve won countless titles with your talent … AS A SOLO ACT? I mean, you’re kinda gunning after the title I love, therefore I’m not exactly going to be the friendliest to you. But once this is all over? Who knows, maybe all will be forgotten and you can come sit at our table? Yeah, that would be a stretch.

Let’s move on to our next lesson, as I teach you more about Tag Team Wrestling 101. Imagine I’m writing on a chalkboard right now, k thanks. You’re right when you pointed out our tactic to eliminate one of you from the equation so we could pick apart the other like the vultures we are. It’s the most used tactic of all. It’s also one of the most useful tactics since it further improved our odds in retaining. Why are you acting as if that was dirty of us to do? It was smart. It’s what champions do. You should understand that, right? But hey, if you want to cry over that spilled milk, then go for it. In the end, we retained and I don’t feel bad. I slept like a baby later that night with my title beside me. In fact, I don’t feel bad about anything. Trying to make us feel guilty for taking advantage of Drake’s interference? Fuck outta here. That interference was for you anyways. You didn’t capitalize on it like the vapid human being that you are, so I did. In that moment, I could have very well used that chair on you, just for my own enjoyment, but out of “respect”, I bashed your skull against his instead. I had no problem in doing so and I would do it all over again, given the chance. I think I might be a sociopath. Huh, I guess you learn something everyday. I guess now is a good time to further our discussion about Drake Jaeger. Yeah, the “dude with the perm” you keep referring to. Such a hot topic, no? Just scorching hot. I need oven mitts, especially when it comes to handling your hot takes. So you want to play a game of hypothetical. If the roles were reversed, would I have the same reaction as you did and get in his face, instead of tacking advantage of that golden ticket he handed me? Cam, why ask a question you already know the answer to? Of course I would have used it … like I said the last time I spoke. Listening carefully isn’t your strong suit. I even made the comment I’d get my Babe Ruth on and swing for the fences with that chair. Or if you don’t like or follow baseball, then let’s say I would have gotten my Negan on for all of those Walking Dead fans. If you are a fan of that show, I’d like the apologize on the writer’s behalf for them slowly ruining it with uninteresting plots with little to no pay off, but I digress. Now, I realize you answered my question as to why you didn’t use that chair. And you even went on a tangent about what I already said. You wanted to win fair and square like the good lil Girl Scout you are. So that’s the way you’ve always been? Always trying to do the right thing because you have morals? This part confused me. You said six months ago you might have used that chair, but then a few seconds later you follow that up with how you always do what you believe is right. So correct me if I’m wrong but weren’t you a ref in some match … it was your boyfriend against, was it TLA? And you fucked him over right? Just giving Jamie the victory. So you believed that was right, to hand someone a victory, but when Drake tries to basically do the same thing for you, you are against it all of a sudden? I get it, you were supposedly a different person six months ago, like you said, yet you also said you’ve always stood by your beliefs. I don’t get it. Don’t even try to explain it. I don’t care. It just seems like you’re a hypocrite which is fine. I would expect nothing less from you.

I get it, I just talked about your past, something I rarely do. I just say how you’re a hall of famer and you’ve won titles. Just very vague stuff. I don’t talk about specific matches of yours from the past because I don’t care. I don’t take an interest in the career of Cameron Ella Ava. But The High Rollerz history? You’re damn near obsessed. Every chance you get, you talk about the “irrelevant” competition we have faced, as well as how we supposedly lose to every “super team” we face. Your nescience on the latter is painfully obvious and I’ll explain why very soon. But let’s talk about the “irrelevant” competition we face in such an “irrelevant” division. You love using that word. But isn’t bringing up those teams we faced in the past “irrelevant” in and of itself? Are you and HBG The Knights of the Dawning? Matt Squared? Haruna and Azumi? The Triumvirate? RoViper? Nope. You aren’t. But I see how much you try to push our buttons, hoping your words not only get under our skin but stay there, when you mention those last two teams I listed off. But it doesn’t. As you can see, I didn’t get all worked up. I’m still cool, calm, and collected. But let’s talk about those teams. I’ve gone on record to say that when RoViper beat us for our titles, they were the better team that night. We underestimated them and we paid for it. I said this a few weeks ago and I can pull the exact quote if you want me to. What? Were you expecting to hear an excuse as to why we lost? No Cam, we aren’t all like you. Some of us actually own up to our mistakes like mature adults. I know, that probably blew your mind. Now, let’s talk about the time we lost our titles to The Triumvirate. Yep, they beat us. Million’s saw it. I’m not going to tell you otherwise because I’m not delusional. They took our belts in a six man tag match. A match in where we teamed up with a man we didn’t know, nor had any chemistry with in Theron Nikolas. Is that an excuse? Nope, just stating facts. But when it came time for Ares and Lannister to defend those titles under traditional tag team rules, we beat them because we are the better team. Imagine that? But here you go, undermining our win because you viewed Lannister as nothing more than a weak link who held that trio back. Which is mind-boggling because for such a long time, Lannister was a force to be reckoned with. He slaughtered just about every opponent who stood in his way … including your precious boyfriend. But that just goes to show that no matter how successful you are as a solo act, there is no guarantee you’ll find legitimate tag team success … right Cameron? Lastly you made a sports analogy when comparing us to the two teams who made it to the super bowl this year. You of course viewed yourselves as the Eagles because they won. That’s the only reason why. You can try to convince me its because they were the underdogs heading into the game, just like you are supposedly the underdogs entering this match. But you’re not fooling anyone. If the Patriots won the super bowl, you would have compared yourselves to them because you too have a “championship pedigree”. So I’m not here to talk sports with you, like I’m Stephen A. Smith and you’re Max Kellerman. I’d destroy you in a sports debate, just like I’ll destroy you in the ring at Reasonable Doubt. And let me tell you, I for one cannot wait to bust you open again and soak my hands in your crimson blood … for old times’ sake.

“Oh HBG, you’re as predictable as they come. You may be great, you may be a trailblazer, but where I’m concerned, at no point in the last two and a half years has nothing original come out of your mouth.” Well said Aria, well said. It just dawned on me that you’re a Vendetta, HBG ... and I’m soooooooooooo fucking sick and tired of dealing with this family. After we beat you I can’t wait to face Vic! Make it four for four! So with that said, I take it you and Robbie are a thing? Robbie you sly dog you. Going from one legendary vixen to another. Just like you go from one legendary extremist/elitist dick to another … and to another and to another. Congrats Robbie on becoming eskimo brothers with Y2Impact, The Heart Break Boy and I’m sure many more. Is there some annual EAW legend swingers party or something? Don’t actually answer that, I want to be able to sleep tonight. Just keep it wrapped this time Robbie, alright? There is already one too many of your bastard children running around here on this brand, but I digress. Oh HBG, I just want you to know that what I’m about to say regarding yourself, truly comes from the bottom of my cold black heart. You are, without a doubt, one of my least favorite people to talk to here, it’s almost no contest … I know, you’re really broken up by that, it’s something that’ll stay with you, just like those STDs of yours. See? I can make half-assed insults too bitch. But, I must thank you for reminding me as to why I cut you out of my speeches back when it was King of Elite week. In all honestly, I don’t deem you worthy enough of my time. Which is sad isn’t it? The EAW Champion should be at the top of my list to verbally abuse, but you don’t interest me. I get it HBG, I really do. I know it’s not in your job description to entertain me. I know your retort is coming and you’ll tell me likewise. That I have the personality of a wet paper bag. Or better yet, you’ll call me stupid again or maybe you’ll get so worked up that you’ll call me a booger face. Jeez, your words are coated with such hatred and vituperation! Oh the horror from the whore! No, this is the last time I’m taking to you before our match. I don’t care what you’ll have to say in response. You can tell me to kill myself. You can tell me I’m an embarrassment, that I shouldn’t be taking up a roster spot on Showdown. Do your worst. But just know your words will be falling on deaf ears. That’s the usual though. What, you think most people tune in to watch you wrestle or to listen to you talk? Nah, most of them just admire those fake goods of yours. While others like myself just tune you out because well, you’re The Heart Break Gal. You’ve been here for a decade. There is nothing new or exciting about you, even with that world title around your waist. As for responding to Cam tomorrow? That might be a different story. Who knows, I won’t rule that out.

Let’s quickly go over what you said. So you made only two points. “That’s two more than you made!” Sorry, just imagining the childish remark you would have made there. So you talked about Drake and holy fuck, you and Cam are just beating a dead horse at this point. Drake this, Drake that! Tell me, who are you gonna hire this week to make a run in when you’re once again on the ropes? Like I said last time, my money is probably on the Burned Man or that masked dude who was on steroids. Probably why he was let go in the first place, but hey, that’s neither here not there. So you said that Drake took your friendship for granted by stepping out of line. Shame on Drake for jumping through a hoop that you never ordered him to. But tell me HBG, how long before you replace the name Drake Jaeger with Cameron Ella Ava? Yeah, I see that friendship going up in flames rather soon. Perhaps as soon as this weekend. I mean you do realize she’ll probably be gunning for that EAW title of yours soon, right? I’m sure that’s crossed your mind, but no need to worry because you’re a big girl. You can handle it. So that’s enough about Drake and you using him as your scapegoat. Lastly, you asked me if its your fault you “yearn for better things?” And before I answer that, let’s also group in the times you said all we’ve done this week is whine and cry about this rematch happening because in that pea-sized brain of yours, you think we are scared of you. These go hand-in-hand so don’t worry. Firstly, yearning for better things. Did I not ask you both whats in it for us this week? The “opportunity” to retain our tag titles against Di Consentes? Yeah, been there, done that. That’s why I made the proposition that you also put your titles on the line in an all or nothing match. But I know you won’t. It’s too late in the process to change the stipulation. Yet we are the recreants? Oh please, that’s preposterous. By requesting for this added stimulation, it also proves we aren’t afraid to face you again because I am so damn confident we are the better and more talented team. All I wanted was to up the ante. Give these fans something they haven’t already seen but I get it. After all, Brian Daniels is the laziest general manager in EAW history, so I wouldn’t expect anything less from him. So after listening to everything you said and now responding to that hogwash, I think we can both say that no progress has been made. You still THINK you’re going to win at RD, while we KNOW we’re going to win. This augment is pointless. I might as well be talking to that wall in front of me. There would be no difference. Just like our match at Reasonable Doubt will be no different from the one we had at King of Elite. We are retaining. End of story. And to the end of Di Consentes!

[David gets up, telling the cameraman to leave because he needs to change for his upcoming workout. The camera fades to black.]

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 3:12 pm by **Jacob Moore**

REASONABLE DOUBT II

You really are one dense motherfucker, Charlie Marr.

How many times do I have to say shit for it to get through your head? How many times are you gonna make jokes about my girlfriend? How many times are you gonna literally repeat what I already said and act like you're making new points? I'm fully fucking aware I'm not the favorite going into this. In fact, I talked about that at length, but thanks for listening so closely to what I had to say as you always do. I'm also aware of the stigma that comes with my name, I also brought that up. I know some people already have their opinions of me set in stone and there's nothing I can do to change that but like I said, if they wanna be oblivious to me and my talent then I'm not losing sleep over it. I will just continue to silently prove them wrong as I've been doing. Yes, we're approaching doomsday - for your bum ass. I don't care if people are picking you or Nobi over me, once again like I already said. I have enough confidence in myself and support from those close to me and that's all that really matters. I'm walking in with confidence, I'm gonna beat your ass with confidence, I'm gonna beat Nobi's ass with confidence, and I'm gonna win that title WITH CONFIDENCE. My victory will taste sweet even with the salt that's sure to come with it. In fact, I'm looking forward to it. You don't know how I feel, Charlie, stop assuming you do. You've come at me with untrue statements before and I made you look stupid, it's best you give up now and just let the embarrassing stuff happen in the ring. I don't have to "play up" to being the underdog, you said yourself I'm not the favorite, so I guess..I'm right. Again. I'm like the Eagles right now. I know I damn well deserve to be here in this match, especially more than you considering I rightfully beat the champion in a one-on-one match, not just catching him lacking. You're the one that basically had to sneak your way into this, not me. Realize that. Yes, the pressure is on me. I said that shit right off the bat. This is my biggest match in EAW to date. I know how important this is and how much it'd hurt my career to lose this. And for someone who was so offended I called them a rookie a few weeks back, you seem to be embracing that now to pre-make excuses as to how it's okay if you lose. "I'll get more chances", you say. "It's not a big deal if I lose this", you say. If that's the mentality you have going into this, I'm sorry to say but you've already lose the mental game. You can't settle for less like that. I never did, that's why I'm still going after all these years. I keep pushing. I'm never fine with 2nd place, or "almost". I don't know what point you were trying to make with time being on your side, but that just means this is even more of MY time to shine since you're so content with not getting the job done at Reasonable Doubt.

"Small little companies". "Minor leagues". Every day it becomes more apparent that you're wet behind the ears and know absolutely nothing. All those companies I was in where I won those titles? They were competing with EAW, believe it or not. It was a war back in the day. It's just unfortunate how they ended. But hey, if you think a sold out AT&T Stadium is "little", then I don't know what to tell you. I'm aware those don't excuse me not winning one yet here but that's the point. It's my motivation. I need to get back to that point of being a top contender. I'm welcoming this pressure I'm "piling on myself" that you speak of because I work best under it. When the odds are stacked against me, I show out, I ball out. Facts. It's been a while since I had that on me, you know. There wasn't a fire under my ass a few months ago like there is now. I have no choice but to win this. I have to. I will. The Jacob of the past is dead. The one who took shit for granted, the unappreciative one, the one who ran his mouth and couldn't back it up all the time. After being at the very bottom, I've been humbled, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna kiss your ass like Nobi does. This isn't a place for friends and it's obvious we're both far from that, but that's only gonna make for an even better show for everyone watching and that means I can go as wild as I want - within the limitations of the rules of course. I'm notorious for straight up almost killing some men and I sure as hell won't hesitate to do the same to you, Charlie. You're telling me all these things that have already ran through my mind a hundred times since Nobi made his announcement. I know this is my last shot. If I lose this, that might just be the end and I've accepted that. I'm not scared. If I can't pull this off, I certainly don't deserve to be representing anything. That's how high the stakes are here. You can dismiss everything I've done the last seven years and tell me over and over how those titles I won mean nothing now, but that isn't gonna shake me because it ain't the first time I've heard it and it probably isn't gonna be the last. You tried to tear me down before and you got your shit rocked. I have no doubts the same thing is gonna happen again. And this time you won't be able to call it a fluke. Yeah, I might've messed up some big plans for me in the past but that's why I'm gonna prove those same higher-ups wrong. I know they aren't betting on me but after this, they'll have no choice to. Out of the three of us, I'm the one with the most to prove. But why is that a bad thing? Why does that mean I can't change that perception? Yes, I have that "natural talent" and nothing to show for it right now, but after Saturday, I will have plenty. Hung up on the past? Not at all. I just remember where I came from and how I got to where I am today. That isn't a crime. If I wanna reflect on my past accomplishments, I fucking will and you can't tell me shit about it.

Maybe you need to look at your past as well to realize that you've simply gotten lucky and when actually put up against real tests, you fall face first on the ground. Hard. Pause. You want my blood? Sure, go for it. That's where I strive best. One angry motherfucker against another. That's when I really have the match in my control. You think you can go harder than me? That you're anger over seemingly a "fluke victory" compares to the rage I have built up? It's clear I have this effect on you. I make your blood boil. Losing to me is probably the lowest point you've ever been at in your life, right? Ha, what a pity. Shit, Charlie, if you don't wanna wait another day, meet me in that parking lot beforehand and we can settle this just because you have beef. Then I'll take you out and have only Nobi to focus on. It's fine with me. "Pain is coming my way". I SWEAR I'VE NEVER HEARD THAT SHIT BEFORE. Bitch, I'll break your neck and dispose of you like the trash. The name "Charlie Marr" might be a big deal in the UK and to casuals that don't know shit but to me you're nothing but a speed bump on my way to gold. That's why I beat you and didn't even mention it again. It really isn't a big deal to beat you. I was hoping I wouldn't even have to say your name ever again but you weaseled your way into this and now I HAVE to address you. When I beat you, it wasn't a fluke. You can watch the tape over again. There was no question about that pin, boy. Just like when I beat Nobi, there was no questioning it either. Shock? Yeah, but not anything shady. I can't wait for this storm to pass and for you come out of the woodworks next week giving us a whole speech about how you were "caught off guard" or some shit. Just like Nobi is gonna continue to tell us he's lazy and not a good champion. Well shit, we don't need him to tell us that at this point. It's apparent. I will never disgrace that National Elite title like Nobi has and that's a promise. If I wasn't in this, I'd want you to take it off him, Charlie, but unfortunately, that ain't the case therefore it ain't gonna happen. You wanna beat my ass, fucking go for it. I'm not called the "American Psycho" for no reason. I might have a calmer demeanor nowadays but that just means I'm even more dangerous when you really piss me off. And you're managing to do that by spewing your repetitive, tired schtick about how you're next up. This ain't XXL, we aren't gonna allow just anyone to be champ off a popularity contest, although that almost seems to be the case with Nobi. I don't need your respect, I don't want your respect. I tried to be civil with you but obviously that isn't working therefore I'm walking into Reasonable Doubt like there's a bounty on your head. And you best believe I'm cashing that check.

It's time for change, people. I know my fellow Chicagoan preached that same thing but she fell up short, sadly. However, I won't. Once I win the National Elite title, things are gonna change. Not just for me, but for all of you watching. Nobi made a mockery of this belt and quite frankly, after he loses it, he should retire. Ooh, a hot take. But it's true. The one thing Charlie and I can agree on is that Nobi can't be champion any longer. I'm sure everybody else realizes that too, yet they still pull for him all because he's a nice guy. It's sad really. This shit is really based on who you dick ride, huh? Maybe that's why I'm not the most liked guy around but that isn't the point. Even with all the hate bound to come my way, I will still be at my very best to entertain the masses this weekend and for months to come when I start having to defend the National Elite Championship. Charlie is at the top of his game now, the best he's ever been, the best we've seen him? Well, guess what. Jacob Moore is never not at the top of his game. Mentally and physically now. THAT'S how a REAL champion carries himself. No excuses. No "I haven't been in the gym as much" or "I haven't been taking this seriously". This is dead fucking serious for me. I'm savoring every moment of my workouts preparing for this. I have no distractions, no nagging injuries, NOTHING that can ruin this for me except myself. It's all on me. That pressure Charlie was talking about, it feels great. I almost can't breathe. But that's where I thrive. When I'm deprived, when everything is on the line, when I need to work ten times harder than I've ever worked in my life. Some guys may be satisfied with the fact another chance is bound to come around for them, but I don't have that luxury anymore. I have to do absolutely EVERYTHING in my power to walk out of this with the W..and that's perfectly fine. I can only hope my adversaries are even HALF as ready as I am. Otherwise, they really stand no chance.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 3:11 pm by **Drake Jaeger**

“Can you PLEASE tell us why we’re out here…”

闆 Drake Jaeger is shown - dressed in his usual black boots, black tights, and black jacket - with his back turned towards the camera, posing in front of a large arena while a tired Max A. Million looks on. 闆

Max: We’ve been out here for hours, Drake. Please, can we just--

闆 Drake puts up a finger, gesturing for Max to be silent. 闆

Drake: The time is only just now right, Max. It needed to be perfect. I want everything to be perfect. It all started here. It all began right here. Hexa-gun. Sweet, naive, beautiful Hexa-gun. I was so innocent back then, Max. Simply threatening to violently murder those who got in our way. Tasing people throughout EAW Headquarters. Beating many within an inch of their lives. Sure, we had a goal. We had purpose and all that, but in all honesty, I just liked beating the absolute shit out of people. I can’t explain it. Something about their stupid faces just pisses me off. Always has. It made me so happy to know there were others in this World who thought like that too. I felt like I had somewhere I belonged for once in my life, Max. For a long time I didn’t know who I was. I wasn’t Drake Jaeger. I was a nobody. And then the Heart Break Gal came along, and she opened my eyes. She and Impact began something that could change the face of professional wrestling. They wanted to shift the paradigm, and yeah, I didn’t give a shit, but it DID sound like we’d be beating the Hell out of people along the way, so I was up for it.

闆 Drake lets out a long sigh. 闆

Drake: And this is where it happened. The night we stole some riot gear, went out to that big stage, and made our presence known. HBG and Impact took me under their wing and gave me a purpose. That purpose died a long time ago, along with my trust in them, and along with the loyalty I pledged to them that they threw away. Impact forgot about us a long time ago, and then he committed the ultimate act of treason by turning his back on Heart Break Gal. I watched like a scared little child watching his mommy and daddy fight. I knew nothing good would come of it, and when it was all said and done, Impact was gone from EAW. Not long after that, Hexa-gun began to crumble even further when Tiberius and HBG clashed. I had to sit behind a fucking announce table the whole time and just attempt to moderate it, but there was nothing I could do, Max. Absolutely nothing. I just watched. That’s all. Just watched and let it happen. I just cheered them both on and supported my friends regardless of the outcome. All I ever fucking wanted was to help, but that… That just wasn’t good enough, was it? A lot of people said all of this is the final nail in Hexa-gun’s coffin, but let’s be real here. Hexa-gun… Hexa-gun has been dead for a long, long time. HBG never gave a shit about me. In all honesty, nobody gives a shit. Even the people who say they respect me. The people who say they love seeing me compete. They just want me to be the comedic relief.

闆 Drake briefly looks down before continuing. 闆

Drake: Oh yeah. I’ll be the comedic relief. I’ll give them something to laugh at. I’ll be their fucking jester. I’ll be the fucking clown. I’ll give you all something to remember me by.

闆 Drake picks up a can of gasoline and starts marching towards the arena while a concerned Max follows close behind. 闆

Max: Drake, Drake! Stop, Drake! What are you doing?!

Drake: I’M BURNING IT ALL DOWN, MAX! THE WHOLE GODDAMN ARENA! THE MEMORIES DESERVE TO DIE! MY FRIEND THE BURNED MAN TAUGHT ME EXACTLY HOW TO DO THIS! BURN THEM ALL, MAX! BURN THEM ALL!

Max: You can’t do this, Drake! This is insanely illegal! The cost of the damages alone! You wouldn’t even get your Title match! You’d be in prison! Arson is bad, Drake!

闆 Drake stops in his tracks, swinging the gasoline can carelessly as gasoline goes flying while Max tries to dodge it. 闆

Drake: I KNOW IT’S BAD! I KNOW! I’ve always known! I know the shit I do is bad! I’m well fucking aware! You think I care anymore?! You think I care that I contributed to all of this bullshit?! I loved Hexa-gun, Max! I LOVED HEXA-GUN! I loved it with all my heart! It meant everything to me! It was everything to me! It was all I lived for! And it’s fucking dead because we let it die! Nobody killed it for us! WE did it! We put the gun against our heads and shot ourselves and now look at us! Now I’m gonna have to fight one of the only friends I ever had in this World because of this bullshit! Because we really are just a group of egotistical shitheads! Why not just burn it all to the Goddamn ground?!

Max: Drake, you don’t HAVE to face HBG--

闆 Drake steps forward, putting a finger against Max’s lips. 闆

Drake: Shhhhhhhh…. Just be quiet, Max. Stupid, naive Max… Don’t you get it? I have to do this. I HAVE to do it. I have to beat HBG. There’s nothing left for me anymore. She needs me to prove I’m more than just some joke, and that’s what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna give her exactly what she wants. Tiberius and Imp - they had so much to offer. World Championships, accolades like the Grand Rampage and King of Elite… What do I have to bring to the table? I have nothing. The Unified Tag Team Championships and the InterWire Championship mean absolutely nothing right now. I’m not a joke, Max, and I have to prove it. Even if it means burning down whatever remains of Hexa-gun. Even if it means shattering whatever HBG and I had left. I grew complacent and sat behind a desk like a fat piece of shit for months with ZERO fucking ambition. And every time I closed my eyes, I thought of Methuselah there, fucking mocking me. Fucking showing that I really wasn’t good enough to hang with the best. I’m gonna make him regret it. I’m gonna make HBG regret it. I’m gonna make them all fucking regret it. I want to win. I want to be EAW Champion. Nobody is stopping me from that. HBG is one of the best in this company, but she’s prideful and stupid because of it. You can call me whatever you want and point out my problems, but she has hers too, and I’ve seen them up close and personal for months. She wants to prove something by beating me AND The High Rollerz in the same night, and that’s all the edge I need. She can’t do it. I know she can’t. And I’m gonna take advantage of it, and she’ll know that I’m no joke when she sees me standing over her as the new EAW Champion. I guess I won’t burn down this stupid fucking arena. I’ll settle for torching her precious World Championship reign. She’s living a Cinderella story, and I’m gonna make it strike midnight. Now THAT, Max…

闆 Drake drops the gasoline can and points at Max with a grin. 闆

Drake: THAT’S fucking funny.

闆 Drake leaves, bumping shoulders with Max as Max looks on before the camera fades to black. 闆

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 2:39 pm by **The Revenant**

Voltage 11:
“Messiah admits”

“It is a strange change of pace, when the man, the God - like figure admits to his own dirty deeds. Admitting to his own agenda of keeping his garden alive. Admitting to ‘sacrificing’ some for the ‘greater good’, and admits that these ‘caricatures’ would doom his kingdom should they be allowed to run rampant. No one up until now, not the GM, the backstage personal, even the elites admitted it…….. Except you”.

“You fight for the survival of your kingdom, yet you throw others off the cliff because you believe you’re the lesser evil to total destruction. You stand here, face to face with one of the children of your gateway that was sacrificed, and for some reason….. You actually think anything you say is going to convince me…”.

“Crying, Remembering, Moaning….. You can word it however you like, I tell the sorry tale that was NEO, the developmental brand you started for new breed to come funneling in, for them to learn, grow, train, so that maybe one day they’d be good enough for you and your elites…. Except that’s not was created. All that was built upon your ‘Foundation’, was a corrupt, glass ceilinged hell, that no matter how many men put their bodies on the line, sweat, bleed, they knew only one simple fact: Only god’s chosen will get to heaven, and you will be here forever, until the one day, when there were barely any of the trapped souls left, the gateway was torn down and they were let in. But still, they did not find solace in the garden, for they were only ‘NEO breeds’”.

“The reason I keep reminding EAW about the tragedy of NEO, and why I will always remind everyone of the tragedy of NEO….. that was our taste of what your land of the elites had to offer. Ignorance, Hatred, Segregation….. God, DeDeDe, I will say as I’m up here, you did not fail in making The Land of The Elites a worthy place to fight to get, however, you must admit, deep in your soul, the crimes that happened there need answers….. They need answers, because now as The GM, The Commissioner, and all the gatekeepers responsible have now fled, I’m stuck here, face to face, with the maker himself…. So tell me, what the hell happened, God”.

“Because as much as you can tell how you crafted the foundation, made all of this, you’ve still failed to tell me why you let it happen. Was it for the Greater Good? With many men being injured, misused, and thrown out like nothing, was that all part of your plan, your grand scheme you’ve been crafting, you’ve provided no answers. All you’ve done now… is talk the same, make the same insults against my time in NEO, and now seek to tell me that other NEO Breed, to ‘stay in our place’, because we might ‘pollute the garden’. Absolutely, Fucking, Beautiful”.

“You see, ‘War’, I don’t blab on because it’s some ‘Caricature’ of another wrestler who’s existed in your 10 year dynasty, I didn’t come here to simply make statements, and not hold them up months down the line, and I didn't come here…. To waste half a year of my life in your self assurance brand, only to finally claw my way up, and be mocked at my the self absorbed, arrogant, meiser's of your garden. You want to threaten me, God? You want to do the same thing many others have done, do you think your words carry any weight to me, when I’ve heard it all before. You claim you’re going to ‘Make an Example’, and Bury me…… Your men have already tried to bury me God, I’ve already been buried, but I just break out of my grave and claw my way back….”.
“A month on here, and all of my work, my talk, and my actions have done exactly what I’ve wanted them to….. I beat some of the best on this roster, I’ve got my grip locked tightly on your precious ‘New Breed’ Belt, and I even made you come out to fight me…. You can act like you’re some holier than thou Messiah DeDeDe, you can act like all of your work, the foundation and building you’ve laid, makes your better than everyone else, but that’s not the truth. Men with Absolute Power, are not Good Absolutely….. You’ve made all of this happen, You claim this is part of your grand plan, and you stand there like you’re the true, blue, ‘Can Do No Wrong’ Jehovah…..”.

“Yet all you’ve shown, is that, to protect your garden, you’ve bought into your own proverbs and spiels so much, that you now believe that, even though you may have thrown 30 promising men to their deaths in the caverns of NEO, you still believe that you can sit up there and wash the blood off your hands like nothing ever happened. I drew you out here God, I made enough of a ruckus, I’ve made enough ripples in your home brand, that when you were finally back in the ring, you came looking….. This isn’t just a match between The Legacy of EAW and The New Breed, this isn’t just a match, Between DeDeDe and The Revenant, It’s a battle of God, having to fight off all of the bad decisions he’s made as they come back to bite him in the ass”.

“Everyone wanted me to die in NEO, and I kept coming back from my funerals. No one wanted me up on The Main Roster, and I clawed my way up here. Everyone wanted me to fail and die on Voltage, and here I am, proving them wrong, and spitting them, by again, and again, defying and working to prove them wrong. And now here I stand, toe to toe with God. Locked in a War that can

“Hello War, I’m Death. Hello God, I’m the Heretic. Hello DeDeDe, I’m The Revenant, and for all of the people that’ve been sacrificed for the greater good. I’m going to show you some long needed mortality”.

Re: EAW Promoz! February 9th 2018, 2:18 pm by **Arselx**

Dynasty in chaos: Part 4

Things happen in life. And my last couple of weeks have been a bit rough. Last week you might've asked yourself: "Where is Arselx? Why isn't he here yet?" Well I have the answer for you all. I've been preparing to avoid another loss. I've been preparing in the hardest and the most cruel way possible for the one and only objective: winning. And if Woogieman and Cody stopped me, there will be nobody else to do that. This might be also a statement for Drake Cooper. Drake, I honestly deep inside myself feel bad for you. A new guy placed in a match against me? After two losses? This ain't right somehow? Do you want your performers dead, Jacob? I mean look at him and look at me. You can see the difference miles away. A 5'6 tall guy against a pain machinery like me? This might be a career ending match for you, Drake. I mean, life has a lot of hard times to get by, but can you get by against a furious me? Ahahahhahahha, what I'm talking about. I don't know. I'm still confused. I'm still angry. God please have mercy on him. Drake Cooper, I'm a man worth my weight in gold. You are just a man worth your weight on copper. I was one of the biggest and baddest guys at NEO. Slowly I made my way to the top. I won an elemination match at Crowned in Blood against some of the most talented guys there. Then NEO melted down and I got drafted to Dynasty. Guess what, I proved myself here too. I bringed destruction to EAW since I signed for this company. People know me, they know what I'm capable of. These wrestlers at the backstage know. What about you, little boy? What have you accomplished to get a match against me? Nothing. You are just a lame ass newcomer, which will be soon turned into a jobber. They will remember Arselx as a destructive animal. You? They'll remember you as the guy who jobbed Arselx in his first match. They should've put you in a match against a trashbag, not against me. You don't even deserve it you fool. I want a real feud for God's sake. I don't want worthless guys thrown into my way like a piece of crap squashed by a truck. For the first time in your life Drake, you'll learn what Dynasty is all about. You'll feel pain in your ribs, delusion in your head and chaos flowing through your veins. Go to the church and pray to God for mercy, cause I ain't doing so. Welcome to Dynasty. BE READY!

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