Tiberius Jones, you just took it too far, punk. I ain't been the most friendly guy around, everyone knows that by now. I've never really cared much for what the fans think. I try not to get too emotionally involved in this business. For the most part, I wrestle for two reasons. One, cause I'm damn good at it and I enjoy it. And two, cause it's my way of putting food on the table for my wife and seven children. Ok, I guess that first reason was actually two reasons, which would make it three reasons in total. But I ain't never been too good at math, ha! Y'know, my oldest son Wyatt the other day, he asked me for help with his Algebra homework and I couldn't understand a damn thing. So I had the bright idea of taking his textbook to the ring and shoved it in Mamoru Watanabe's face. Yeah, that was a dick move in retrospect. Back to my point, thus far, I've just been fighting to win. But you, Tiberius Jones, took your grandstanding and hotdogging too far, punk. I'm not just gonna beat you, I'm gonna beat you up to a bloody pulp!


You didn't just attack me, you attacked my family and you attacked America, dammit! The greatest country in the world! And not only did you attack America, you attacked the very values it was founded upon. You refuse to go to a war museum because you don't wanna pay respect to dead soldiers? You listen here, you ungrateful punk, those soldiers sacrificed their lives for us! They fought so we can live in a free country. So our kids can live in a free country. So we can accomplish whatever we want to and live out the American Dream! These men were more brave than you will ever be, you chickenshit son of a bitch! And you talkin about society brainwashing us, money is the root of all evil and all that bullshit. You know what you sound like, a punk-ass kid who never held a job and never had to work for anything in his life! I think you need to be taught a lesson. You need a big guy like me to stomp the shit outta you, you little vanilla midget! Or should I say, chocolate midget. I beat both of em up equally!

Your mama never drilled it through your head: hard work, sacrifice, and dedication are not evil! They're not made up concepts designed to enslave the populace or whatever conspiracy theory bullshit you're promoting. They are what this country was built upon, dammit! This is America, land of the free. The land of opportunity. God, Guns, and Guts are what got us this far, you ask any one of these veterans and their families here! You're just a young punk and you got the audacity to bash these men and women, who are the reason you're able to perform your flippy shit against other bland skinny-fat cruiserweights!And you come in here telling these fans that they don't deserve to witness you perform? Well that's fine and dandy. You talk about your devil-mist all you want, but when you're standing across the ring from a big guy, all that goes out the window. Cause after I drop my 6'8", 300 pounds frame on you, your bitch ass won't be walkin' let alone performing your flippyshit matches anymore, God bless America!

CROWD: USA! USA! USA! 

☤Darkness.☤
Voice: No…no you can’t.

Voice: Can we have some decorum.

Voice: You can’t just name yourself Mr.CITV.

Voice: You must explain yourself!

Voice: What’s wrong with this generation? Don’t you want to have dignity and live a life with at least a portion of common sense?


TJ: Pardon moi, were you saying something?

Female Voice: Wait, Cody just said something, aren't you going to listen to what he said?

TJ: What don’t you understand by Komodo Dragon? Do I need to bring my cousins out here? Introduce you to the family?


TJ: We don’t give a fuck. Savage. Lizard brain, tongue family.





When you’re dealing with Tiberius Jones it’s always time for that tongue action. No, this isn't just to stun Cody's puritan heart, or to flaunt my prowess, I'm always working on a whole set of things at once! It’s like you people don’t get it, the tongue action isn't just to bring bliss to my many admirers, in my career I’ve taken my licks, yet for every lick on me you can tell in return I lick twice. As evidenced by Lioncross, he burnt me once at Dia Del Diablo, but like a well barbecued stake he got flipped twice on the fiery grill before being consumed. No one who has studied your Brazen Beast right here in this habitat should ever have doubted what would occur. GM Cleopatra hating not giving me a contract to be a wrestler here? I embarrassed her, and every other authority figure after her, until power had double takes whenever I walked into a room and I retired GM Kevin Devastation as the hottest new signing in my era. Lost the National Elite Championship? Same night I was later already on the phone networkin with Hexa-gun. My boy and tag team partner Drake took a tumble and you thought T Jones was done? Now you see, I’m pinning world champions in main events and whopping top contender asses on FPV!

Voice: BUT OMG JONES, YOU GOTTA CUT THE SHIT WITH CITV. EXPLAIN WHAT YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING!

Quiet down. How people still asking me questions? Since when do you people question things? I see through you, I don’t gotta answer shit, you people only want to question things when it’s part of the narrative set up by the people who control the conversation! Where is this natural demand for answers when Cherish bizarrely ranted about me needing to earn a title shot while a guy whose only match in months was a loss at Pain for Pride somehow got a title match? Where are the people demanding for answers when it comes to why I am not front line and center in the world title picture after pinning the champ?

YOU THINK I DON’T MAKE SENSE?! That’s only because this whole world doesn’t make sense, and finally someone has decided to go with the flow and fuck the world back even harder than the world does us all!

The big corps don’t care about the little man, but the little man is what sustains them.
The majority works to please the minority rich, but you people accept it without resistance. You rather ask the poor why they don’t give up more for the country.

The holy say sex is bad, life is precious, sex breeds life yet you people sit by as they deem the act of creating what is precious sin….while they fiddle 9 year olds and while you act like you had sand in your eyes unable to see. You rather question the chick taking dicks to put bread on the table, pondering why she’s a slut.

EAW is the hotbed for everything nonsensical and bloody to be inflicted upon people just trying to live our dreams, while these barbaric fans cheer and these fat cats make money off us being fucked around with. But you never, EVER, ask these how matches are scheduled, or why who faces who, or why failed GMs keeping coming in and out like they weren’t disgraced proven fuck ups. Yet you think Jones owes you some answers? 

It’s not the type of answer you want, but if I’ll give any type of answer for my deeds it is that it is my way at standing up for myself to the world that makes kneelers of us all! I look them in the eye, I tell them, “y’all wanted to play, and I’m the leader of the generation that says alright let’s the games begin!”

So nothing I do has to make sense, not until the world stands up straight and fixes its own mess first, just know I’m doing what’s best for me.

I sure as hell am not going into this “War Memorial” coliseum in Indiana to pay any type of respect for these so called dead soldiers or do what’s best for representing class for the people in the back that want to make this into some sort of high class event. These people were murderers. I am a certified performer who accomplishes success and even with my blood, sweat and tears put on a show for people who don’t deserve to witness my talents. Where’s my memorial? Why isn’t this roster wrestling under a show giving tribute to TJ gracing this industry?

Instead they got me facing this ultra conservative hack of a wrestler, born of a woman who is both his mother and his aunt, yet probably doesn’t get why he has regressive genes to the point hair can’t even grow upon his dome.  This guy believes in god, but likely wonders if there something wrong with me for what I’ve done today, and that means just like the rest of you he doesn’t point the air of skepticism in the right direction. In fact, he probably takes the whole War Memorial atmosphere rather seriously, he thinks these people nobly laid their lives down for all of us, in the name of god & our home country, and now it’ll be his chance to show his own valor just like they did, not realizing just how right he is despite being under the wrong impression, he doesn’t realize just like them he’s about to step into the biggest nightmare of his life….not for a greater cause, but instead just to be another victim of the madness that is this world. But I don’t pity him, I don’t even feel anything for him. We’re opposites. I saw what he said to Black Jesus, he thinks we’re opposites based on colour of skin, and sure as hell based on faith I can assume. But in reality the only opposite that counts is this, I am a somebody around here,

he isn’t.
☤End.☤

Match...

After match...

After match. 

It doesn't end, does it? After you have passed with flying colors and find yourself on top of the mountain looking down on the small things you left down in the slopes, it feels like the only thing you want to do now is savor the moment and feel the atmosphere. Especially when you have been in the game for a while, and this is all you wanted to do, and did just about everything you wanted, it feels like there are moments when you just want to take a breather, or relax, or not think about the obligations that you need to tend to. It's the common misconception, really. I get looked at everyday by so-called righteous critics who claimed that I have slowed down or made less of an effort while holding the gold, when in truth, it's the complete opposite. I have become more calculating. I have become more aware of my surroundings, looking out for myself incase disgusting squirming snakes like Eris LeCava decide to resurface. They keep in mind that I could be spending time balancing money in my bank account or going on expensive dates, but all I have done every single day was train so I could show dominance when it actually matters, and time and time again, no matter the jokes and the judgment, especially after Dia Del Diablo, no one would dare say that I failed to keep my priorities straight. In the face of defeat, I am expected to keep my composure. Through dealing with the best and the worst kind of people, I am the one who needs to adjust. And despite the injuries and the doctors’ advice about staying away from the action while my wounds are still fresh, and my body is overworked, guess what? I still come to the ring because I know it is what the Champions must do, and that I have to be strong enough to overcome all despite the consequences of my own actions. 

Because that's just how I am. And instead of being admired and thanked for the work I do, I get nothing but bitter jealousy from the people I once called my friends, nothing but betrayal from those who wish to slander my name and make me seem worthless to no avail, nothing but snide remarks and vile comments about how I couldn't keep up despite proving how much better I can carry myself as Champion just because the rest of these formerly great names are unable to do the same thing as the only thing they've done is waste opportunities that could have been theirs for the taking, and most of all, nothing but the bad taste of hatred from the angry mob in the Vixens Division who couldn't pass as fighting Champions when they had to prove themselves each time on the big stage. Do you want to know why dealing with mass hatred is still bearable to someone like me? Do you want to know why it's just as easy as taking a single breath? Do you want to know why, unlike all these desperate morons who cling to what small shred of hope they have, my road to becoming the Vixens Champion went smoothly a year upon returning when I was barely in the Vixens Division for half a year? It's because I never try too hard to be noticed. It's because I never let small opinions blur my judgment on bigger issues. It's because I never let myself known solely by the people I associate myself with. I am not easy to influence. I have my own name. I possess my own skills, and if the identity I present to the crowd doesn't work, I reinvent. I always evolve, not because I want to keep up with these vomit-inducing vixens, but to show that I am capable of becoming and achieving more than just a face in the crowd can assume. I don't just turn to Y2Impact, or a family member the first sign of danger I encounter, I let my capabilities speak for themselves as I approach difficulties with my brave face on, and I assure you that is a lesson that no other companion, not even your sister, can teach you, Consuela. 

Notice how you could barely form words out of your mouth without mentioning your sister. You couldn't make a point without mentioning the breadwinner of the family, telling me about the Ava family, or the fact that you only know me because of the matches I've had with your sister in the past. Now, I don't intend on talking down on you or verbally eviscerating you for now because I can see that you haven't made any ridiculous assumption that you can't back up, and for certain, you haven't given me any reason to believe that you're just a dumb bobblehead bitch like your sister is, along with about 90% of the Vixens Division! You base your statements on facts, and that's great. You did your research before opening your mouth, and I am always all for it. But the only thing that bothers me is why you have to use your sister's name to make it seem like you make stronger points, when all they've done is make your claims so goddamn laughable! Seriously, Consuela, are you so unable to walk on your own two legs that you need an extra fucking pair in order to keep going? Are you honestly going to just hold her hand every single time you don't know what to do? Do you even have an identity, Consuela? Anything that makes you special? Or are you officially just a carbon copy of Cameron Ella Ava who only exists to make Cameron look like she doesn't suck as much compared to others? Because if you keep acting the way you're acting now, sooner or later, everyone will start treating you like they do Cameron, and no, I am not talking about how she used to be the object of a Vixen's curiosity about a year ago when everyone wanted to face her, I mean the aftermath months later when when they've come to grips with the fact that Cameron is a fucking illiterate piece of shit who could only express herself in the most awkward way that nobody could understand while flaunting her accomplishments that everyone admired because they didn't see the truth of her victories, they all knew what little she was capable of and started treating her like a fucking joke. I suggest you take it easy and cut ties while it's still early before whatever potential you have gets discredited by merely associating with that cancerous joke. I implore you to listen to me and make certain that you carry yourself instead of asking your sister to guide you through before you become truly a waste of time not just to me, but to every other vixen in this company. You don't need her to be successful, and it's obvious that she brought you here to make herself look like a fucking saint to appeal to the crowd that she has lost and will never get back. But you're better than that, aren't you, Consuela? You bring something new to the table that Cameron can't, and as long as you're attached to her, she will see the possibility that everything she has accomplished in five years, you probably will be able to do under two, and that's when you'll see her true colors. That's when you'll see that Cameron, no matter the awards, no matter the titles, if she doesn't get the attention that she thinks she deserves, is just a salty bitch waiting to fucking die. And you will not fall with her, will you, Consuela? 

I know what you're thinking -- why should I listen to the Heart Break Gal? She's full of shit. She doesn't know what she's talking about. She has left the Vixens Division so many times, and Cameron has stuck around... That's about everyone's go-to response because they couldn't handle the fact that I am right about everything, and so they try to find any ridiculous flaw they could use against me. But let me answer with this -- loyalty awards won't get you anywhere. I have been absent from the ring for a very long time, and I still won the Tag Team Championships against very hungry, talented competition last year, on my VERY FIRST try which I assume is less than Cameron's every attempt at the same title. I still won the Vixens Championship at Pain for Pride after completely killing Aria Jaxon's hype when she won the title just barely a month before, while Cameron couldn't do the same thing against that disgusting whore Cleopatra in her year-long reign when Cameron was literally the only possible challenger. I have no regrets about leaving, and there is nothing I would take back, but Consuela, I am certain that if you keep holding the hand of that fucking overweight emo, you will be seen in the same way as her, and eventually you will realize that not flying solo as soon as possible will be something you regret forever. That's why these days, I tend to walk on my own. I can be rude and feisty in the eyes of the audience, but to me, I only do what is necessary so that these fucking imbeciles in our division know their fucking place. Do you honestly think I regret how I treat these women, Consuela? You wish to believe that I feel even a little bad for verbally berating them on a daily basis, but I'm sorry to say that it doesn't weigh on my conscience at all. Now you tell me that I'm a bad representative of the Vixens Division for it? HAH! I'm sure it's my fucking dream to represent a horde of mediocre performers who count on these fucking tournaments to advance their careers instead of proving themselves by their own means! I'm sure since I was a child, it's my ambition to have these idiotic women take credit for whatever I do outside of the Vixens Division while they tell me what a fucking horrible person I am. If it isn't clear enough for you -- I only look out for myself. Whether there's 3 or 30 people on the playing field, everything is still about me and everything I set out to do. None of these women deserve my representation. Fuck this division.

But there's nothing you can do about it, huh Consuela? You're forced to watch as I reign over this godforsaken land that I don't even want, and the only way to stop me is if you become the Champion, which I highly doubt would be happening soon. You can defeat me and you can make me tap out all you want, but it's still a damn fact that people will choose to listen to me more than they will ever attempt to listen to you. Never did I claim to be unbeatable, as a matter of fact, I acknowledge the times when I am beaten down because I know that the small battles are nothing compared to the big war. A lot of things don't make sense in a story if you only watch the beginning, you have to stick around until the end for the elements to come together. Cailin Dillon made me tap out once, now what is she even doing? She's doing just about what every other Vixen is doing today -- fighting for the cameras, fighting for the spotlight and fighting for any shred of relevancy they can get. I never have to do that because I am the true representation of timeless excellence. I am the one who has risen with the gold after so many devastating defeats. They will still kiss the ground I walk on and treat me like a saint for being overworked yet fighting to the end, while you'll now and forever be known as "that one girl HBG beat up", you will be seen as one whose career has already ended before it began to take its course thanks to the Heart Break Gal, and most importantly, you will be "that one bitch Cameron mercilessly put in the same fighting pit as the Heart Break Gal, and stupidly expected her to win". 


I like you, Consuela, I really do. But I just can't find it in me to see you as someone I should be watching out for. I have absolutely no respect for those who constantly rely on the helping hands of others, and I proved that first and foremost when I defeated and branded Eris LeCava just this past week, and for certain, I am going to prove that again when I defeat you on Voltage. There won't be any reason to piggyback off the Ava name and its reputation, because just like Cameron, you’re no match for me.

(Ahren can be seen in his locker room on is comfy pink fuzzy couch, and a TV monitor on one side, and his Win streak counter on the other)

 

So Christian you replied, good good, I mean that’s what you do most of the time, just reply, I mean have you ever talked first? Doesn’t matter. But oh hey nice Christian, I saw Frank Caliendo do that John Gruden Shtick like a thousand times on ESPN, very creative. The only difference is he’s actually good at impressions, and you… well aren’t. How are you supposed to be as good as you say you are if you can’t even come up with your own material? I mean you even copied me? Like what? When I say it, it’s true, but wow, if you’re going to copy someone try not to copy the person that you’re up against. Like how dumb can you be? First off, I did the whole rewind the tape back thing about 2 weeks ago, to show how I dominated, and show how impressed everyone was by me. And then there was this, “And then there is this week. Of course I have a match because let's face it, I'm a workhorse and you wouldn’t dare… blah blah blah, yeah I said something like that 2 weeks ago too. But like when I said it, it was because I was on 2 shows in 1 week. You? You’re wrestling one show, one week, every week…. Y’know, just like everybody else on the roster. It’s kind of our job to wrestle on the shows that we’re assigned to, don’t ya know? Are you just like my biggest fan or something jotting down notes from what I say so that you can use it later? KEVIN?!! IS THIS YOU KEVIN?!!! Or do we have yet another person that just takes what someone else does, or says and tries to pass it off as their own? Take the comment, “you pay for these girls”. I don’t know, it feels like I may have… heard… this… before.. OH YEAH! BECAUSE I HAVE! Where is the originality in EAW? I mean he’s even stealing insults from opponent’s have already said to me. Just because you don’t get the girls thrown at you like I do, because let’s face it Christian you are a monster like you said, in the way Quasimodo was considered a monster. Gruesome to look at but ultimately harmless. I JEST, I JEST, you good homie, well you aight I guess. But ok I’m going to say this one more time for everyone to get it through their heads, because obviously you’re too thick skulled to have words penetrate your brain and stay in it as a thought.. First of all, look at me… Just just look at me, take it in, do you see how unbelievably good looking I am? Why the hell would someone like me, have to pay for anything? I don’t ask for these girls, they just flock to me. Now go back to the Facebook Q and A, I created a profile and asked myself a question? Really? There’s 6 billion people on planet Fournier, what are the chances that one girl asks that? Very good. You can ask the girl that interviewed me if it was on the up and up, go on Emily’s profile, I don’t care it doesn’t take much research to figure it out.  I am the Crown Jewel of this industry who wouldn’t want a piece of me? I mean all you have to do is just watch me wrestle a match, and look at all the beautiful female faces looking at me, biting their lip, perspiring, it’s a clear visual as to what’s happening, but if you choose to be blinded by your jealousy that you weren’t the chosen one, that’s fine. And cool, thanks for listening to what I actually said… Sike, you didn’t. I said beating Vic Vendetta didn’t matter, like I literally said, I beat Vic Vendetta, but who cares, I can even rewind it back for you seeing you’re so interested in video replay.. (The TV that’s behind Ahren starts the replay of his last promo) “I can’t say that any of them have been a solid victory. SUUURRRREEEE I beat them single handedly and quite decisively, but who are they really? NOBODIES! Vic Vendetta was a world champion and was in the main event of the biggest FPV of the year Pain For Pride, but who cares? The dude has been trash for months, I beat broken goods, cool cool”. So like, yeah, I know it wasn’t impressive, pay attention. That’s the whole reason I said I’m excited to be up against you this week, because you seemed talented, I thought maybe I found the Joker to my Batman. You know every main protagonist has it’s main antagonist, but I guess I haven’t found him yet, because here you are busting out lines that I’ve already said, that my opponents have already said, that frank Caliendo has already done… I mean come on. And if you wanted to just move past all this controversy with Nathan, you know what you could’ve done? Actually had an impressive, dominate victory, instead of that draw.  You know, the kind of victory that I’m going to have over you? As for the win streak board, is it bold? Yeah, it is. It’s not really about the win streak, it’s more about motivation. It’s motivating to me to see that number pop up 1 digit a week, it makes me want to work harder, and complete my ultimate goal. If I lose what happens to it? I don’t know, but I don’t really plan on figuring that out any time soon. So Christian please, stop stealing everyone insults, stop stealing everyone’s shtick, and just try to be original. Like me! One last Q though, how can you continually compliment me, and then at the end contradict things you said? “Look Ahren, I think you have a bright future ahead of you. You have the tools to become a star. One day, if you play your cards right, you’ll become a future champion!”… then the end of it… My future is fucking bright. While yours — actually, you don't really have one, so never mind”. Que? If you were trying to be sarcastic, congratulations you played yourself, never play yourself. Don’t take me seriously it’s fine, just watch me shine… Whoa that rhymed.. new catchphrase???!!! MAYBE??!! GET PUMPED ABOUT IT!! But yeah,  you weird homie, don’t waste my time please.

 

(Ahren winks, gives a thumbs up to the camera and smiles and the camera fades to black)

The Book of Tyler, Chapter II: Bullshit Narratives

One month. It's been a month that I lost and been in the ring and you know what I had to do for a month? Because I haven't been out here, competing for the past month. I haven't been out here, in the ring, getting my hands dirty because instead? Instead, I've been training in the woods, training hard each and every week. For a month, I trained in the woods and I watched what's transpired between Ares Vendetta and Lannister. For a whole month, I watched things escalate between The Pizza Boy and Nico Borg but I trained and trained, sweat in my eyes, I trained harder than I've ever trained before to get back in the ring. If Nico Borg thinks that I'm going to sit back and watch him do what he had done to The Pizza Boy to me? He's unconcerned with what he's getting himself into and so is the sorry prick that's going to be in the ring with me this week. I'm flabbergasted. See, I've never whined or complained but you, Nick? You've been whining and complaining and for what? What's the whining and complaining going to get you? You know what it's getting you? A match with me. You're getting a match with me but you're unconcerned with what you're getting yourself into with what you've spewed. You've spewed bullshit and lies. I meant what I said because that's what you are. That's what you have been and that's what you're going to be for the rest of your career but you're not going to have a career if you keep spewing bullshit and lies, if keep trying to threaten me with what you've said. You've lied through your teeth and tried to fool your opponents into thinking that you're an actual competitor and that you have what it takes. You've pointed fingers and had a hissy fit. You've been in the ring with me before but you're unconcerned. Because you know, deep down, that in an actual one on one match? You can't compete with me. You know what you're going to do? You're going to do what you've done for years. You're going to whine and complain about it, you're going to talk to others and whine and complain to them, you're going to act like you've been shafted and you're going to try to act tough about it, you're going to try and act like you don't care, you're going to try to get in my head but here's the thing. That whole thing? The whole scare tactic that you've been trying, that you're going to inflict these marks or scars on me? It's not intimidating to me whatsoever. You're not intimidating to me. You're not going to scare me with a tactic like that, a tactic that's going to get you, yourself, seriously hurt. That whole thing is pointless. Because I'm not scared of you. I'm not scared of the guy that's suffering a scrotum injury. You're not going to do anything to me. You don't have the balls, literally. You've been in the ring with me before and like I said, every time you've been in the ring with me, I've put your head into the mat and pinned you one, two, three. Know what you are to me, Nick? You're the sorry prick that thought he had what it took to get in the ring with me and go one on one with me. You're the sorry prick that's going to try to make a statement at my expense. You're the sorry prick that's going to have to apologize for the bullshit and lies. If we're going to talk about bullshit though, if we're going to talk about bullshit narratives, then I'd like to talk about the bullshit narrative that you're going to end my career. You've talked about how you've been through this and that but you haven't been through what I have. What you've been through? Is a normal week for me. What you've been through? Is nothing to me. I know what it's like and I've been through so much but you know what? I haven't flinched, I haven't flinched whatsoever. I haven't flinched and you're more concerned with me than you'd like to think. You're more concerned with me than you've acted like. You're more concerned with me than I thought but you're not going to get apology from me for what I'm going to do to you. You're going to be apologizing to me, you're going to apologize to me but somehow, you've ticked me off. You've ticked me off and I couldn't care less if you apologize to me or not. You've ticked me off because you haven't been through what I've been through and you're trying to tell me that I don't know what it's like to be physically and mentally hurt? YOU'RE TRYING TO TELL ME THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE ON TOP AND THEN HAVE EVERYTHING TAKEN AWAY FROM ME? YOU'RE TRYING TO TELL ME THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE LEFT, ON THE FLOOR, IN MY OWN BLOOD AND PUT IN THE HOSPITAL? YOU'RE TRYING TO TELL ME THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE IN THE SOME OF THE MOST BRUTAL AND GRUELING MATCHES THROUGHOUT THE YEARS LIKE THE HIGH VOLTAGE MATCH, THE HELLFIRE NO WAY MATCH AND THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER? You have NO right, no right whatsoever and if you haven't been what I've been through, then you have no right whatsoever to tell me that I don't know what it's like to be physically and mentally hurt. I've been through more in the past month than you have in your entire career. You might think that's an exaggeration like you think me hurting you and ending your career is an exaggeration but the biggest exaggeration is that you've been through more nonsensical bullshit. There's a few, a select few, that I think have been through more nonsensical bullshit and the few of them would scoff at you and what you think is bullshit. Instead of whining and complaining, get in the ring and compete. Try to compete with me. You're not going to get a shot at the Answers World Championship if you're going to sit there and bitch about what you've been through and how no one takes you seriously. No one is ever going to take you seriously if you're bitching and not in the ring, competing. If I were you, I'd rethink things before you get in the ring with me because I'm out here to compete. That's what I've been training for, for the past month and I don't care what you think. Think you have what it takes. Think you're going to last more than a few minutes with me. Think you're going to compete with me. Because tomorrow night? I'm going to make you tap out with the 1971 and then you're going to be there, on the mat, breathless and though you might have been through the nonsensical bullshit and though you might have fought through it? The "bullshit narrative" of it is that there's not going to be much of a fight in you.

Well, I did it.

No, I didn't win the Specialist Championship. But I did do everything else I said I would, and then some. I walked down that ramp, squared up to the Leader of the Vixens and gave my all in the ring. And as an added bonus, it seems I earned her respect in the process. All in all, not a bad night. 

Of course, some are going to talk and say that I didn't really do anything except get my ass handed to me by Tarah Nova. But in my eyes, every match is an opportunity to learn. To grow and get better. To keep climbing that ladder to the top. Yeah, I may be only a few rungs up at the moment, but the Empress of Elite tournament is the chance to shoot straight up to the top very quickly.

Of course, most of the Vixens in this tournament have that view as well. There's a lot of fresh meat vying for that top spot, yours truly included. When I look at the stacked deck, I see a lot of hungry young women ready to do whatever it takes to earn that title and the bragging rights that come with it. 

All you have to do is look back on the previous winner, Aria Jaxon. She's definitely made a name for herself since winning the tournament. Actually, that's putting it mildly. She's cemented her status in EAW, and secured her place at the top. She's the standard that every woman in this tournament is holding themselves to. And I'm sure she's looking to better her own legacy by becoming a two-time winner.

There's only one tiny problem with that...there's a Firecracker ready to go off.

I've heard the whispers. Hell, they're not even whispers at this point. It's been practically shouted in my face - 'This girl hasn't done anything but lose since she got here', 'She's a nobody who thinks she can cut it', 'What is she even doing here?'

But what they don't realize is that I'm just getting started. Maybe I stumbled a little out of the gate, but I'm picking myself back up and making that sprint for the finish line. I'll put Usain Bolt to shame with how fast I make my way to the top of this division.

Autumn, I've been paying attention. More so than you have, apparently. Because you see, before you and I have our little rendezvous, I danced with the Specialist Champion in the T-Dot. For the first time, I might add. And though I may not have walked out with any points, I plan to remedy that fact this Saturday night. And while you're up in Montreal for whatever reason, I'll be down here in Fort Wayne, oh-so-patiently awaiting your arrival. 

You say I haven't made a dent in anything I've done? Well, I'll be more than happy to fix that when I put a dent in the ring with your busted ass, while I start racking up the points in this tournament. 

Don't feel sorry for me, Autumn. Feel scared of me. I've got nothing to lose coming into this match, and everything to gain. And that's when I'm the most dangerous.

It wasn’t the ideal start to the Empress of Elite tournament, but I don’t believe that there’s one person in this company that can argue with the fact that we stole that entire show. We were given twenty minutes to attempt to keep the other down; to hit the other with everything that we could muster, and none of it was enough to keep the other down. But with that being said, whether it was before our match, or while I was getting this cut on my forehead stitched up; I had the opportunity to watch the rest of the women in this tournament, and how badly they wanted to really grasp onto the opportunity at hand. Truthfully, other than the obvious fact that I blew EVERYBODY’S expectations out of the water with my performance against Cameron Ella Ava, nothing else really came as a surprise. Tarah Nova successfully defended her championship against a Vixen that did absolutely nothing to earn the opportunity. Erica Ford overcame a Vixen’s Champion that was coming off the heels of quite possibly one of the most gruelling matches of her career. Kendra Shamez proved that her experience in this business is something that’s going to place her at the head of the pack. Azumi Goto made quick work of a Vixen that I had never heard of, but I guess you need to give the severely challenged as helping hand and Haruna overcame a gallant Nicole Fyre to secure two points for herself. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure that there are a lot of people that are proud of the things that they did out there. Win or lose, in their mind, they gave it their all and that’s all that anyone can really ask from them. Give it one hundred percent! Never give up! Never surrender! That’s the general attitude, right? Keep fighting until you can no longer stand. Here’s the thing that I REALLY want the rest of you to think about – and I’m not just talking to the people in my bracket with this one, ladies. If Cameron Ella Ava was forced to throw her best at me and still couldn’t find what was needed to keep me down, well what chance to do you actually have in doing so? A multiple Vixen’s World Champion could put me away and the rest of you think that you can? THE REST OF YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHAT IT TAKES TO OVERCOME A VIXEN THAT WAS NEVER CONSIDERED A THREAT IN THIS TOURNAMENT? It’s funny, isn’t it? It’s funny how one little thing can move you forward so much. I sat back and I watched as everyone wrote me off. I watched as Cameron wrote me off! I was looked upon as nothing more than cannon fodder, and do you know what the worst thing is? They’re all going to do the same. In the landscape of things, I’ve already moved mountains, but in their eyes, I’ve still done nothing. Sad, isn’t it?

I was going to speak earlier on this match on Turbo against Nicole Fyre, but I thought I would take my time on this one. I was so excited to face Cameron in the first round that I understood that I would need to calm myself down and not move into everything at a million miles an hour. How are you going, Nicole? A little sore, I’m guessing. An overwhelming amount of disappointment at the fact that you fell a little short against Haruna Sakazaki, and that your campaign towards that crown had started off the same way that your career here in Elite Answers Wrestling did. You generally see two things happen to people that are in your position, Nicole. You thrive, or you crumble. Which one is it going to be, Nicole? Is that foul taste of defeat going to push you forward, or is the weight of failure going to continue to make your knees buckle? I know the answer and I’m more than sure that you do too, but that’s not going to stop you! You’ll walk out there with the intention of proving not only the rest of the world wrong, but yourself in the fact that you can’t do it. We’re no different, Nicole. We’re new here. We’re still getting our feet wet in a landscape as great as this one, and while the taste of defeat is foul, it really doesn’t hurt us in the slightest. I’m not going to lie – I want that crown more than anything else in the world. I love the idea of walking into this Empress of Elite tournament as a nobody and standing above everything that thought that I couldn’t do it, but I understand that there’s a major possibly that I’m not going to do it. I looked at this tournament as the perfect chance to make a name for myself. If I can actually win that crown - Great! Sometimes dreams do come true, but this tournament is the perfect chance to create that name for ourselves. To prove that we’re capable of becoming stars in the future, and to prove that we can stand against anyone that this company throws in our way. You look at it from that perspective and all pressure is gone. You have no expectations to meet. You have no hurdles to jump over. It just comes down to you proving yourself. That doesn’t sound so hard, right? So, Nicole – don’t take this match on Turbo to heart. Don’t let the result burden you. After you fall at my feet, get back up and dust yourself off. Continue to push yourself forward and continue to try and make yourself the star that you want to be.

Dynasty #1

“No Man’s Ring”


(The camera opens up to Kevin Maverick playing No Man’s Sky. He pauses the game and turns around in his chair.)

Hey true believers! It’s the Highlight of the Night Kevin Maverick coming at ya in the middle of one of my game binges after completing an episode of Konami Kode! As of late I’ve been playing this No Man’s Sky since this thing have been causing a lot of buzz as of late. I must admit I like it, but only because it reminds me of the wrestling industry in a way. You start off in the middle of nowhere, wondering where to go. You have no idea about the destination, only that you must keep on moving. I never thought I was going to end up in EAW. Not because I don’t like the company or anything, but rather I was more focused on the journey rather than the destination.

Are you a journeyman Tony? I only ask this because you come off as a wanderer, a lost soul who managed to find his place in a family composed of those like you. If you think a group as destructive as the Sanatorium will find you the peace you’ve been looking for then you’re sorely mistaken my friend. Another mistake is thinking that I’m always a nice guy. The moment that bell rings I’ll be on your ass like white on rice. I’ll decimate you at every turn. I’ll fly high above like the Falcon I am and dive down at my prey. That prey is you Tony Leonhart. Because until you can claim you can beat me, you have to make that ring yours. And until that happens, it’s no man’s ring. To be honest, that ring doesn’t belong to anybody, not even the best of us. 

Keep playing the bad guy with your little emo friends. See where it gets ya. While you attempt to button mash your way out of this match, I’ll be taking a methodical and technical stance. I’ll parry your blows like a Third Strike character, and counter your attacks like I’m in Dead or Alive. Get that Marvel vs Capcom BS out of my face. Luck can’t help you here buddy. The Highlight of the Night is about to pull a Dr. Mario on that ass and open up the clinic tomorrow night.

Just plug in that controller and press start bruh.

OOOOOOOHHHHHH, I'm so scared Mister Tough Guy. When did you finally decide to have a pair and be a man? This is possibly the most entertaining side I've seen from you Lucas. Seriously, I'm not joking when I say this that you should think about being a comedian because clearly this entire thing isn't working out for you boy. Last week when I've been informed that I would be in competition to face be in a triple threat match, I told the board that they needed to find a replacement quickly because I wasn't in the mood to have a match. You see I have been working my ass off carrying the Dynasty brand on my back and kept it relevant that I needed a bit of R and R to recharge the juices that will give me the strength and willpower to carry this brand from hear on out. As I was enjoying my little vacation in one of my private resort in an island somewhere, I peeped Dynasty last week and without me that brand looked WEAK! I mean there was nobody in that roster that could take my spot, it didn't have that feeling of value whatsoever. But the one thing that I did want to point out was that V guy did what I already knew what he would do and that's lose to TLA. I mean Ventura isn't the brightest kid in the bunch and it's sad to see that I blessed that sorry excuse of a man to have a chance to rekindle his damaged career and yet he disrespected me by losing to that shit of a man in TLA!? But I'm not mad or upset because to me I knew from first glance that Johnny Ventura was, is and always will be a loser and nothing can change that. If anything last week as showed me that the only man that can beat TLA is The Black Prince himself. Honestly, the only reason why that bastard has is the Interwire Champion is because he hasn't faced REAL competition from a legit athlete that can easily take his title at any given moment. So if anything TLA should meet me somewhere and get down on his hands and knees thank me for blessing him with that championship that he has right now because if I didn't l let Ventura eliminate me a couple of weeks ago then I would be here as your new and superior Interwire Champion. But alas that's not the case but it's fine because everyone here knows that I'm the only real contender here and I know I will get my Interwire Championship match real soon, it's only a matter of when it'll happen. But rest assure that TLA isn't the only man that should watch their backs because every single champion on the Dynasty Brand should keep a good close eye on me because I'm bound to get an opportunity because I deserve it for keeping this brand as relevant as I have been doing ever since I've made my return to this sorry excuse of a brand and like oxygen and water, I gave this bitch life to make it must watch television again. So if ANYTHING, the people that loves to think that they are in charge OWES me a title opportunity. Whether it be the Hall Of Fame Championship, since I'm more of a Hall Of Famer than anyone who has held that title, the Interwire Championship, Young Lions Cup, World Title, or hell give me all of them because I have put more effort to make each and every member of this roster actually look like DECENT stars and when I was absent from television you knew that the star power wasn't there because the centerpiece, the crown jewel of Dynasty was on vacation! As the saying goes, while the man of the house is away the little runts will come and play and now that daddy's home it's time to make Dynasty, the A Brand again.

Oh wait...let me back track to the opponent that I unfortunately remember, Lucas. Has anyone ever questioned you to why you even exist in the first place? If anything I completely forgot that you are still on Dynasty and honestly I was hoping you were sent away to some refugee camp or something or anywhere that's not associated with me. But since I can't get my wish then I have to deal with pretending like you're a something here. Actually on second thought, I'm not going to give you that luxury Lucas because I'm tired of hearing the same thing from you. I'm tired of your attitude, I expected you to be upset, angry, bitter on who you lost your Young Lions Cup to and how you basically ruined your career when you were handed the chance to make it seem like your wrestling career has actually meant something important. But the only thing you're good for is being nothing more than a placeholder while the Young Lions Cup, the fans were waiting on someone that they could really get behind. Like who can really get behind a StarrStan wannabe who actually was trying to be like me. In case you have forgotten, that baldy lost to me and if anything that's another reason why I'm due for a title shot...just saying.  But back to you Lucas, if you honestly think that training with a guy that bald headed bastard is going to help you beat me, then I'm going to ask you to think again because if StarrStan himself couldn't beat me, then there is no one in this entire roster can beat me and that's the cold hard truth of the reality that we all live in. I'm the untouchable here on Dynasty, and no matter what road blocks that has gotten in my way, crooked referee, chickenshit champions who has been ducking me, isn't going to stop me from what's owed to me. And if I have to make a fool out of you like everyone else has in this company to show that I'm more than deserving of a title opportunity then so be it. I'm just going to put the nail in the coffin because your credibility as a contender and as a man, went down the tube the moment that little girl beat you for the Young Lions Cup. So if you honestly think I'm going to lose sleep or even think about training for this match then you're wrong. I don't sweat you nor do I respect you enough to prepare, if anything I'm just going to come in and simply beat you because it's that easy! So you do what Lucas Johnson does and train and train and train as hard as you could and repeatedly say that you think you can beat me and end up losing to me! So in the interest of myself I will do what I've always done in my life and that's to win and not only that, but I'm going to make you feel like you're lesser than a man that you already are. I'm going to make you bow down to me and kiss and suck on my toes and make you realize that you're some cheap entertainment. So you can get your hopes up and pray up and hang in there and think you can catch me off guard and capitalize on whatever mistake I make but Lucas, you're not talented enough to be that bold. I'm going to snub out any sign of momentum you try to build for yourself. Lucas, this isn't some Rocky Balboa movie where you think that if you endure and persevere, that you can somehow pull out a miracle win. That's not how the world works, that's not how this match is going to end because scenarios like that don't exist nor will it ever work in the real world. If there is any advice Lucas, if you truly love your career then my advice for you is to not even show up.

It would seem as though others continue to live in a reality that almost seems surreal, as if trying to project their dreams and opinions into a false world. Tig Kelly… what happened? I remember a time in which you were one of the most hyped Elitist on the roster, and as an MMA guy, i was absolutely amazed at your destruction of that pussy, Vance Tybull. You had knocked him the fuck out and won the National Elite title! It was time for Tig Kelly, a relatively unknown, to make a statement and cement his legacy. I almost believed it. At least for a little while as you cashed in your popularity to headline a few main event matches and even get a world title shot on some FPV’s. Nothing really happened though, you kinda just stagnated and went nowhere, only milking that one time success against Vance and riding its coattails until people realized that you weren’t as good as they thought you were. I was trying to find some kind of excuse or reason for why someone of Tig Kelly’s talents and caliber. Thoughts were pouring in my head as I attempted formulaic equations that would support the idea of why you would start to decay.I thought it was because of the stiff level of competition. Yet, last week, even a jobber like Ross Vegas would go onto get a big win over Tig. Oh! How the mighty have fallen and what was once a hot prospect is nothing more than a one-hit wonder.

Ross Vegas??? You lost to Ross Vegas?? How can you even look at yourself in the mirror? The stigma that you had built over the last few months as a legit, tough badass got flushed straight down the toilet of oblivion and now you are nothing more than a giant turd clogging up a bowl full of fresh opportunity. I’ve been staking my claim of being a main event talent and I lost against Devan Dubian but I put his ass to sleep, I can’t take a loss against someone of his caliber nonetheless against somone who barely “New Breed” level at best…. No… I use that kind of talent to make a statement and let them know that I’m someone to take seriously. Tig can still hold his head high though and make comments on my career even when he needs to take a long, hard look at what he is exactly trying to accomplish here in Elite Answers Wrestling. You gave up, Tig. You took your ball and went home and you didn’t even try to fight back. I expected so much out of you, but I always seem to leave extremely disappointed when expectations come into play.

You were once someone that I highly respect and now you are the perennial jobber that I label lesser talent, you are the Vance Tybull to my Tig Kelly. I’m going to go into the ring and make a dominant statement to Devan Dubian in order to show that I’m not someone who can be stepped over. Devan said that I wasn’t on his level and that I wouldn’t be someone he really cared about getting a victory over, but I know that when he woke up, he learned the follies of his ways. This feud of ours isn’t going to be a one and done deal, there is too much on the line, there is too much pride between both of us and our goal of getting a world heavyweight title opportunity against Lucian Black. I know that I’ll be watching closely but I don’t believe that someone like Devan Dubian can copy the same kind of accomplishments that I accrued during my match against the champ. I defeated the current champion of Dynasty in what was simply going to be a showcase match but this “reality” will start to set in the moment that Lucian Black comes in motivated and shuts down Devan Dubian on his show. Devan has been coasting by ever since he lost his title and eventually it’ll catch  up to him just like the little amount of effort shows in Tig Kelly matches.  

I’m the dreamcatcher, the one who will turn all your fantasies into living, breathing nightmare. Dreams were meant to be shattered, and I’m the benefactor who will release all sense of hope and wishful thinking from your life. You’re time as a main event player has come to an end, and it is time for you to recognize the “MVE” of Dynasty, “Pure Imagination” Alex Wilder.

It would seem that impatient is the best term to describe this current apathetic generation. They have no regard for anyone or anything in this company and yet endlessly go on about what they deserve. Alex Wilder was the man who considered himself the new and true adversary of our World Champion because he had united a few wins here and there but ultimately faltered when he faced me because he simply was not qualified enough. And it is not that I did not try to warn him from the perils that awaited him by stepping inside that ring with me but rather his thick head that was a bit too pretentious chose to neglect all the signs which after a while led to his collapse. It was clear to anyone who saw the match that Wilder did not lack in his ring skills, he was a grade above mediocre which is saying a lot for today's talent but relatively, it was his lack of mental fortitude throughout the match that shined my superiority over his as clearly defined by his ill-advised attack on me after the match despite his defeat. A seasoned veteran would have taken that loss with a grain of salt but would have been humble enough to let me savor in my victory but being the cunt Wilder is, I am not surprised he took the route he did. It is in many ways a forecast on how repetitive of a lame career Wilder is going to have with no breakthrough whatsoever. If all of the new generation is as anxious as Wilder is then I truly see no hope for the prospect of this company but fortunately for everyone, being the Amazing Emir I am, I am always willing to step in once again and lead this company to peaks never seen before just like I did a year ago. 

Now that I have dissolved the future generation situation, I feel it is imminent to focus on the current generation now or more specifically Lucian Black who has been recently claiming himself as more exceptional compared to his fellow roster members in light of his two straight world title victories against lesser opponents. I know that being a world champion of any brand comes with its beneficiaries and inconveniences and one of those inconveniences is believing that every man on the roster is after your title because you are the limelight of that brand but that was not the case with me. I had no intention of going after your world title when I was drafted to Dynasty because I felt you above any other had shared my pain of being denied that world championship for so long and deserved the long overdue satisfaction. It is why I decided to answer Alex Wilder's call and not yours, I let you be as free as you wanted and then I went and took care of my trade with no kind of any altercations against you whatsoever. You on the other hand felt compelled to reach out to me and indirectly slander me so I have now taken it upon my hand to teach you what it really means to lead a brand like a true herald. These people do not cower in fear in the mention of your name, they see an uncomplicated route to the world title. Your current reign is supposedly so fragile that people who have recently returned from exile like Diamond Cage actually feel they are worthy enough of fighting for the world title and whilst you may think that it does not matter who you face as long as you get to contain your world title, I will not let this brand be tarnished any further by its sluggish champion. There was no previous contempt but a series of adverse events have led me against you now Lucian Black and I can no longer ignore our conflict of interest for Dynasty's throne. It must have been ill-fated for you to get matched up with me so early into your reign because after I secure my victory over the course of this weekend, the people will become uncertain of their world champ and call for your head. Now that does not necessarily mean that I am aiming for your world title, I have not exactly decided what I want to do to appease my boredom next but one thing I am certain of is that after you lose Lucian, it will create a rift in this roster and provide you with more stimulating opponents than those you have recently faced. If anything, you should feel indebted to me for doing you this good Lucian. I know that you constantly feel slighted by everyone who appears in front of you but I have no such misdirection, I just happen to answer any slander that is thrown at me and as it so happens, you are the man who stepped up to the plate this week Lucian. And I do not intend to bring any power ups with me or anything like that just because you are World Champion because the matter of fact is that it does not matter to me who you are on this brand, I will fight you all equally and with the most efficacy I have because I have no time for any kind of justifications. I want to look you in your eyes and let you realize what it really means to lead a brand, courtesy of the most Amazing elitist on this roster. It is finally our time to settle this Lucian, I will surge once again.