Post by Deleted on May 1, 2008 23:30:56 GMT -5
"I'm amazed.."
I leaned back in the chair I was sitting in, getting comfortable as I grinned into the camera in front of me. Sometimes I don't like the seemingly magical powers that cameramen often had in finding you to comment on something..But in cases like this, well, I didn't mind. With the obvious thoughts I had on my mind..I had a lot to say, so I figured I'd get cozy.
"It's amazing, really. Almost..Jess Amazing, if you will. ..Don't you love puns? But anyway, I can't be the only one surprised by just how pathetic one Franklin Christopher Wild is. I know, I know..I'm been going on and on about how terrible this guy really is for weeks now..But even I'm surprised by the true magnitude of it all. I really didn't see the extent, but now that I do, well..I'm almost speechless, and you know that's a lot coming from me. Luckily for all of you, though, I'm only almost speechless..Not quite.
As if it wasn't enough that Wild has been stupid enough to piss off some of the wrong people in CPW..Not even his very own invasion buddies want anything to do with him! As it is my fun in the match last week got cut short because the idiot's very own partner wanted a piece of him! And, frankly, while that did annoy me slightly..I've got to be honest. That was hilarious. I almost enjoyed Wild getting smacked around by his own kind as I did doing it myself. So now..I've just gotta ask. How in the hell is there some kind of big, huge, secret plan like Wild keeps insisting..If nobody even likes him? Who exactly does he think he's with, here? As far as I can see..Nobody can tolerate the guy. So then where exactly does this 'plan' go? What's next? Was getting his ass kicked by Cammy the next step in this big, mind blowing plan? Because if it was..I really gotta question the tactical intelligence behind this whole thing. Who exactly is coming up with this? Did you pay him well? ..You shouldn't have.
So here's what I'm going to do for you, Wild. I'm going to make you a little deal. If you come out and admit that you're full of shit..I might, just might let you walk out of our match this Sunday on your own two feet. If you admit that you're just some over-ambitious jackass that got too excited in trying to get attention and picked with the wrong people, getting in way over your head..I may actually consider not beating you to within an inch of your life. Admit it, Wild. Admit that you're lying out of your ass. Admit that there is no big scheme..That you're making it all up in an attempt to save face. Admit that nothing went to plan because there was no plan..And that, plain and simple, you just got made to look like a fool because that is indeed what you are. All you have to do is admit that..To put it nicely..You suck at life. Just say 'Hey, Cadence. I bit off more than I could chew and it was all one big mistake. I'm a pathetic loser and I know it, and I'm sorry for wasting your time." That's all you gotta do! Tell the world that you're nothing..And then apologize to me. And then maybe, just maybe..I'll be nice. Maybe when we're in that ring I won't shove my foot so far up your ass that you can taste what I stepped in last week. Maybe I won't beat your face in until fragments of your skull have splintered into your brain. Maybe I'll play nice.
You see, Wild..You should count yourself lucky. I don't normally give people chances. I'm just not a fan of it. If somebody messes with me..I normally just pay them back in spades without another thought to it. It was how I had to be growing up..Because, to put it bluntly, the people that were around me in my life would take any second chance you gave them and stab you in the back with it. Where I grew up, people were always looking for their shot to take advantage of you. And hey, I even fell victim myself. Even when I felt I had everything under control..I got into some trouble and literally almost got myself killed. And the guy that saved my life? Even he wasn't real. He had set the whole damn thing up in the first place just to gain my trust..And when he began to lose it? He set up another hit to get rid of me. But guess what..I'm still here. For whatever God forsaken reason..I'm still here. And that, buddy, is terrible for you. You should wish now that I had been finished off then. Hell, if I were you I'd try to do one better and try to find a way to go into the past and make sure that bullet didn't miss its mark. Because since it did..It kept me here today. And since I'm here today, well..It allowed you to make your mistake. It allowed you to make the mistake that you're now going to pay for in blood. Isn't it funny how fate works? One life is spared in favor of another..
Don't worry, though. I'm not going to kill you. But if you play stupid and ignore the chance I'm giving you..I'll take it about as close as I can get. If you're too stupid to accept the shot I'm giving you..Well, then you don't deserve to leave that ring on anything but a stretcher. And trust me, I can make it happen. Your ego won't allow you to see it..But you're nothing compared to me. And what's best of all..Is that the crowd will love it. They'll love to see you destroyed in that ring like you rightfully deserve..And not just because it's at my hands, but because it's so long overdue. You're nothing just like I've always said, Wild..And it's about time somebody put you out of your misery.
All it comes down to is just how much blood you choose to lose."
I grin, sure that my eyes are telling the tale of just how much I'm looking forward to it. If there's one thing that you can never hide..It's what your eyes say that you're feeling. In my case? Well, it was excitement. Excitement for the fact that I was going to get to have some fun soon..And nobody could stop me this time.
I leaned back in the chair I was sitting in, getting comfortable as I grinned into the camera in front of me. Sometimes I don't like the seemingly magical powers that cameramen often had in finding you to comment on something..But in cases like this, well, I didn't mind. With the obvious thoughts I had on my mind..I had a lot to say, so I figured I'd get cozy.
"It's amazing, really. Almost..Jess Amazing, if you will. ..Don't you love puns? But anyway, I can't be the only one surprised by just how pathetic one Franklin Christopher Wild is. I know, I know..I'm been going on and on about how terrible this guy really is for weeks now..But even I'm surprised by the true magnitude of it all. I really didn't see the extent, but now that I do, well..I'm almost speechless, and you know that's a lot coming from me. Luckily for all of you, though, I'm only almost speechless..Not quite.
As if it wasn't enough that Wild has been stupid enough to piss off some of the wrong people in CPW..Not even his very own invasion buddies want anything to do with him! As it is my fun in the match last week got cut short because the idiot's very own partner wanted a piece of him! And, frankly, while that did annoy me slightly..I've got to be honest. That was hilarious. I almost enjoyed Wild getting smacked around by his own kind as I did doing it myself. So now..I've just gotta ask. How in the hell is there some kind of big, huge, secret plan like Wild keeps insisting..If nobody even likes him? Who exactly does he think he's with, here? As far as I can see..Nobody can tolerate the guy. So then where exactly does this 'plan' go? What's next? Was getting his ass kicked by Cammy the next step in this big, mind blowing plan? Because if it was..I really gotta question the tactical intelligence behind this whole thing. Who exactly is coming up with this? Did you pay him well? ..You shouldn't have.
So here's what I'm going to do for you, Wild. I'm going to make you a little deal. If you come out and admit that you're full of shit..I might, just might let you walk out of our match this Sunday on your own two feet. If you admit that you're just some over-ambitious jackass that got too excited in trying to get attention and picked with the wrong people, getting in way over your head..I may actually consider not beating you to within an inch of your life. Admit it, Wild. Admit that you're lying out of your ass. Admit that there is no big scheme..That you're making it all up in an attempt to save face. Admit that nothing went to plan because there was no plan..And that, plain and simple, you just got made to look like a fool because that is indeed what you are. All you have to do is admit that..To put it nicely..You suck at life. Just say 'Hey, Cadence. I bit off more than I could chew and it was all one big mistake. I'm a pathetic loser and I know it, and I'm sorry for wasting your time." That's all you gotta do! Tell the world that you're nothing..And then apologize to me. And then maybe, just maybe..I'll be nice. Maybe when we're in that ring I won't shove my foot so far up your ass that you can taste what I stepped in last week. Maybe I won't beat your face in until fragments of your skull have splintered into your brain. Maybe I'll play nice.
You see, Wild..You should count yourself lucky. I don't normally give people chances. I'm just not a fan of it. If somebody messes with me..I normally just pay them back in spades without another thought to it. It was how I had to be growing up..Because, to put it bluntly, the people that were around me in my life would take any second chance you gave them and stab you in the back with it. Where I grew up, people were always looking for their shot to take advantage of you. And hey, I even fell victim myself. Even when I felt I had everything under control..I got into some trouble and literally almost got myself killed. And the guy that saved my life? Even he wasn't real. He had set the whole damn thing up in the first place just to gain my trust..And when he began to lose it? He set up another hit to get rid of me. But guess what..I'm still here. For whatever God forsaken reason..I'm still here. And that, buddy, is terrible for you. You should wish now that I had been finished off then. Hell, if I were you I'd try to do one better and try to find a way to go into the past and make sure that bullet didn't miss its mark. Because since it did..It kept me here today. And since I'm here today, well..It allowed you to make your mistake. It allowed you to make the mistake that you're now going to pay for in blood. Isn't it funny how fate works? One life is spared in favor of another..
Don't worry, though. I'm not going to kill you. But if you play stupid and ignore the chance I'm giving you..I'll take it about as close as I can get. If you're too stupid to accept the shot I'm giving you..Well, then you don't deserve to leave that ring on anything but a stretcher. And trust me, I can make it happen. Your ego won't allow you to see it..But you're nothing compared to me. And what's best of all..Is that the crowd will love it. They'll love to see you destroyed in that ring like you rightfully deserve..And not just because it's at my hands, but because it's so long overdue. You're nothing just like I've always said, Wild..And it's about time somebody put you out of your misery.
All it comes down to is just how much blood you choose to lose."
I grin, sure that my eyes are telling the tale of just how much I'm looking forward to it. If there's one thing that you can never hide..It's what your eyes say that you're feeling. In my case? Well, it was excitement. Excitement for the fact that I was going to get to have some fun soon..And nobody could stop me this time.