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Burning Desire #2

@PicPerfectMichaels has posted a status update:

"Just landed here at JFK, and the moment the wheels touched down I felt a tingling sensation running up and down my spine. Because the moment the plane landed I knew that countdown was officially on, and that my time to finally capture gold here in EAW was now. Now time to shut the mouths of every head in the sand hater like Lucas Johnson and Anthony Leonhart. Now is the time to stick it to every last doubter who said that I would never be more than a preliminary match player. Now is the time to cement my name in the record books of not only a of this company, but of the entire sport of Professional Wrestling. I was born to do great things, and this Friday night will be a preview of things to come. When it is all said and done I will go down as the greatest competitor to ever step in the ring. Titles wins, five star classic matches, leaving a lasting legacy and impact upon the entire industry, that is what you can expect from me. The start of a new golden age in professional wrestling begins the moment my hand is raised at Burning Desire and I am crowned the Elite Answers Wrestling New Breed Champion.

And to me, no better way to kick that golden age off than with that New Breed title. Because even though it has been marred by being passed off from one mediocre talent to the next (especially in the case of our current so called Champion), that belt is the symbol for those who will lead the way in within the next generation of top guys here in EAW. It has been the Championship that has brought national awareness to men like CM Banks, Devan Dubian, Brian Daniels, and even TLA. This title is one that should be celebrated and cherished, because to hold it is a sign that you are a legend in the making. Instead because of men like JJ Silva, Maxwell Dacsh, and our dear Lucas Johnson, and this once gleaming torch that lights the way for the future of this company, has died down and dimmed to just the faintest of embers. But that will all change after Burning Desire, because once that title is placed around the waist of the brightest burning star, the New Breed Championship shall shine like never before. I am coming to restore pride to that title by being a champion who is actually deserving to hold it. I am here to uplift it from the gutter of the B minus bastards who have soiled it with their grubby hands. I am coming to save the New Breed Championship!

And to do so I am gonna have to kick the ever loving shit out of two of Dynasty's biggest jackasses.

First off we have the roaring pussycat Anthony Leonhart (you know, the guy who is outclassed and has no business being in this match). Don't ask me how the hell this dumb fuck tripped over his own feet and fell into a title match, don't ask me how after getting his ass handed to him by both myself and Lucas Johnson he somehow wound up back in the ring with both of us, he'll don't even ask me if he'll bother to speak coherently this time around. I can't answer a damn question about Anthony Leonhart save for one thing, he is gonna walk into the Barclay Center having lost his last match to Mark Michaels, and he's gonna walk out the exact same way.

You know it really is something the way that Anthony went into the world for months to better himself both professionally and personally. How he studied in some of the finest dojos, under some of the best teachers in all of Japan, and at the end of the day it did all of jack shit for him. In fact if anything he's worst than when he left because now he's duped some of the lower I.Q.s in the crowd into expecting a modicum of excellence out of him. It takes more than a quick make over and a copy of samurai speak for dummies to achieve true excellence. It takes a lifetime of dedication to a craft, and years of hard work to earn the right to challenge for Championship gold. Anthony you simply can't compare to me. You are to short to measure up to the best professional athlete across the board. You don't have snowflake's chance in hell of getting the better of me, because there is absolutely nothing better than perfect.

It might be hard to swallow, but it's better to accept the fact that I'm gonna beat your ass quicker than last time. I'm doing so for your own good. I'm doing this so that you'll learn your proper place in the food chain here in EAW. You might think you're the king of the jungle, but right now you are dealing with the big game hunter who is gonna mount your head on his wall. Get those pipe dreams of you becoming the New Breed Champion out of your head right now, because there is no way that I will allow either you or Lucas to walk out the Barclay Center with what should rightfully belong to me. I am the future of this company no ifs, ands, or buts about it. You, you won't even be a footnote in the ultimate history of EAW. So now that I've told you exactly what's gonna happen this Friday (kinda like how I told you what would happen last Friday) go ahead and soak up all the glitz and glamor that you can, because once I hit that screen Cracker, it's all going bye-bye for you pal #sayonaraShithead.

And now that I've analyzed Anthony, that just leaves that bloated, cream puff looking mother fucker who has my belt.

You know something talk a lot about guys who are overrated, but there is not a man in EAW today who is more so than Lucas Johnson. You know everyone likes to talk about how Lucas has dominated... well the fleas of EAW when you look at it realistically. He's beaten low ceiling talent such as Chris Paradise and our own Anthony Leonhart, but when it comes to true top tier talent, he simply can't cut it. I mean take for example the fact that he lost to Scott Oasis just a few weeks ago. I myself on the other hand beat Scotty in less than a minute #Fact.

Maybe that's why this supposed NCAA Badass lost all his balls when it came to accepting my challenge. Maybe that's why he couldn't look me in the eye when I came out and stared him down a few weeks ago. And maybe it's why he waited till the last minute and had to blindside me before agreeing to put up that belt. When it comes down to it everything I've seen out of Lucas this past two months plus screams that he fears Mark Michaels.

That's right Luke, we all know it already that you start shaking in your boots the moment you hear that you might have to step into the ring with me again. You know that no one ever gets one over on Mark Michaels and doesn't get the ass kicking of a lifetime the next go around. I'm about to send you right back to that lower mid-card hell you were stuck in before picking up the biggest fluke win the world has ever seen.

I am fixing to expose you for the fraud you are Lucas, because we both know you're not a conqueror, we both know you're not a bad ass who takes on all comers, and we both know that come hell or high water there is not a goddamn thing that can stop me from planting your skull into the mat with a Picture Perfect. Come at me bro, and I'll be more than happy to show you that he moment you think everything is going your way, is the exact same moment my knee hits your face and leaves you laid out and staring at the lights! In the blink of an eye you go from being on top of the world, to being on the bottom of my boot while I'm standing over your unconscious body taking a selfie.

There is a saying in Brooklyn, Unity Makes Strength, and with over 18,000 of my friends, followers, and subscribers packing filling the Barclay Center, you will be going toe to toe, face to face with the strongest man in EAW. Test me Lucas, and you'll see first hand that I possess the Perfect combination of speed, strength, and technique, all wrapped together by months of frustration at having been jerked around when it came time to get a title match. Months of being passed along in favors of your dumb ass getting kicked over and over again simply because Sebastian Monroe must have gotten a good laugh every time he saw you bouncing off the canvas. Months of having to wait behind pathetic putzes who must have gotten down on their knees and blown of Monroe's yes men in New Jersey. This Friday I am coming at you like a raging inferno, they call this one Burning Desire, well I have the greatest desire to become the New Breed Champion, so I guess that means your ass is gonna get burned in that ring.

But look on the bright side, when your old and grey you can tell your grandchildren all about how you got your ass handed to you by THE Mark Michaels.

Burning Desire, you two assholes are gonna find out just why I am the Twitter Trendsetter, the Instagram Icon, the #Hero millions upon millions around the world who recognize me for all my absolute Perfection. You boys are in for the fight of your lives because I am the Destiny of Dynasty, the Brightest burning star in EAW, the future face of this company, and hands down the single greatest professional athlete to ever lace up a pair of boots. This Friday I am going to stand tall over both of you halfwit hacks, while I raise that New Breed Championship over my head. You boys are about to become famous because my victory will be the most shared, retweeted, and liked moment on the face of the earth! Anthony, Lucas, both of you had better start Picturing THAT!

#EAW #Dynasty #BurningDesire #Friday"

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Dynasty promo #2

@PicPerfectMichaels posted a status update:

"My god does it feel good to be posting. You know something my loyal followers, the past two weeks it's felt like a fog has been lifted, like the air is finally clear, and the negativity of all the haters who talk out their ass without a moment's rest, is rolling right off my shoulders #BreathingEasy.
Now I know there are loudmouth jackasses who want to drone on and on about silly details, but facts are facts. Over The past two weeks, I've torn thru my opponents in less than a minute, and one of those opponents was former world heavyweight champion Scott Oasis. Oh sure everyone was dubbing me a fluke, everyone was writing it off as blind luck that Scott caught a case of the limber tails. But all those doubters, they got to eat a nice slice of crow when I stepped out last Friday, and shredded Adrian Christ faster than I could snap my fingers. I tell you right now, it felt good knocking Adrian flat on his ass, and it felt even better that I got some recognition for all my hard work.

But then I stoped to think about it, and honestly, after the performances I've been putting out so far this month, I should have been handed that Interwire title shot right after the bell rang last week, instead of having to be placed in a match with three peons who I could never hope to achieve the level of greatness that I have. I swear, it's like Sebastian and his cronies are wearing blind folds whenever I'm out making Dynasty the top rated show every Friday night. Let me ask something. Who could ever replace pure perfection? No one, that's who.

Certainly not Lucas Johnson, the guy who's so mediocre, and so much of an underachiever, that not even his fluke win against me could earn him anything more than another number one contenders match, in which he'll inevitably fall flat on his face like he done time and again for what has seemed like forever. Another week comes and goes, and Lucas again falls short of even earning a shot at the Interwire Championship (could you imagine just how badly he'd get his ass kicked if he actually faced the campion?). And after each and every failed attempt, he turns right around and demands another one. Does he not see how his own recent history just keeps on repeating itself? I tell you Lucas should have left his aspersions of winning a championship in EAW, back in 2016 #NotOpinion #Fact!

I seriously hope Lucas pulls his head out of his ass, and takes a good look around this Friday. Because then he'll realize that not only is he not on a level worthy of being a champion, he's not worthy of even being in the rankings. He's a preliminary match performer, and he always will be. So if Lucas wants to bring his Pillsbury doughboy looking ass down to the ring this Friday, if he thinks he's finall going to grab the brass ring and punch his ticket to the Tokyo dome, well then he's got another thing coming. Becuase he's stepping into the ring with the finest athlete the world has ever seen. And that athlete is fed up with being overlooked time and again in favor of ham and eggers such as Lucas Johnson. When that bell rings, I am going to show Lucas what a real wrestling machine looks like. I am gonna beat his ass from pillar to post and back again! Once I'm done with him Lucas Johnson won't even be a memory here in EAW, just like all the other overhyped assholes who fought way too much of themselves. I'm sending Lucas out to pasture this week, because believe you me, something he's long been overdue for.

But maybe Atilino Castillos thinks he can do better? Maybe all his years of knocking out drunks who were half out of it to begin with will carry him to Interwire gold? If any of you are thinking that just go ahead and unfollow me right now because I have no room for morons following me. See even though Atiliano here thinks that because he can blindside some sorry son of a bitch, that he's suddenly the top dog around Dynasty. All he really is, is a neutered little poodle who has to bite you in the ass when you're not looking because he knows you'd knock the fuck out of him if he tried to take you head on.

Who do you think I am Atiliano? One of the bums on west 148th who you used to bully around? For your information, I am the greatest professional athlete alive! You know what scratch that, I am the greatest professional athlete EVER! Hands down, end of story, case fucking closed! Try me Castillos, try me inside that ring, and I will kick your ass right back to the projects. So before you spout off a bunch of names of the guys you put out of commission, take a second to think of the guys I've been in the ring with. Guys like Zack Crash, Lucian Black, Y2Impact, and yes even Hades. I've stood toe to toe, and face to face, and win lose or draw I took the. To their absolute limits!

So when we stand toe to toe Castillos, just think about those legends and I beat the hell out of them long before you started calling yourself a legend killer, or slayer, or swallower, or whatever your damn nickname is. This Friday night, your are in for the beating of a lifetime, simply put your raggedy, wanna be wanksta ass is mine!

And that leaves just one more.

The myth, the legend, the gawd. The jackass who I'm gonna make my little bitch this Friday! Look at yourself Methuselah, take a good long look at yourself in the mirror. Realize just how far you've fallen off. How in the span of just a few months you've went from an absolute monster that held the hall of fame Championship, to a pathetic broken down poser, who everyone sees right thru. Now that the cat's out of the bag, and everyone knows you're nothing more than just another chump who knew he couldn't hang with real men like myself, or Jacob Senn, or Xavier Williams.

Here lies Methuselah, and all the horse shit mind games he played, the mystic crap that made Morons go ooh and awe, and all the mythos that got flushed straight down the toilet the moment his main bitch decided to be done with all his bullshit.

So now that we've given all the hokey nonsense a proper burial, it's time to do the same for the man behind all of it. And whether you're calling yourself Methuselah, or Mister DeDeDe, or Phyllis Sanders this week, it's not gonna matter because I'm going to beat you down like dog no matter what you call yourself. Oh you better believe it, see now that the world has collectively had their fill of all the smoke and mirrors you've had the use to keep yourself relevant, they are now hungry and looking for the next big thing. The next record setting Champion out on the horizon. The next first ballot hall of famer. To dumb it down and put it in terms you can understand, they are looking to the future of EAW. And that future just happens to be Named Mark Michaels.

You hear me Methuselah? Your time on top of the EAW mountain is done and over. It's time for you to stand aside, and let the man who this company can be proud to call their poster boy take his rightful place. Step aside from the spot, because like it or not I'm taking it. this Friday, in front of the whole world, I'm beat you so badly, your mother isn't even gonna recognize you. Live on Dynasty I am gonna crucify the gawd and put him out of this misery he's been suffering since he lost the Hall Of Fame Championship. And after the bell has rang, and the crowd is finished cheering my victory, take a little bit of comfort in knowing that you were beaten by the best.

That's right boys, the unquestioned best. So bring your A-games this Friday. You're gonna need them. Because all the bitching and moaning In the world won't change the fact that all three of you are gonna get your asses handed to you, courtesy of the the man who has astounded the crowds night in and night out with his gutsy performances in the ring. And in doing so made himself a twitter Trendsetter, and Instagram icon, and #Hero to millions of people all over the world. The man who is the greatest professional wrestler to ever lace up a pair of boots. The man whose undeniable charisma and unmatched in ring ability have made him the brightest burning star that EAW will ever know. The man who in just a few short weeks will stand before all of you as both the Undisputed Social Media and EAW Interwire champion! The man who is called the absolute picture of perfection, Mark Michaels! Oh and inxase you happen to be reading this Drake, see ya real soon buddy, and these other three bozos better start getting to picturing THAT! #EAW #Dynasty #1>3 "

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