Post by Disturbed on Oct 3, 2020 22:37:59 GMT -5
(The scene opens with Disturbed sitting on a metal folding chair with the Brutal Havok title on his right shoulder, and he is laughing.)
DMisturbed
"It seems that my success has truly gotten under the skin of Sang Real. Again they have to mention my name and have to try to slander it with their lies. The nonsense they have to make up because they can't handle the fact that even the two of them together couldn't lace my boots. But I swear, these two bitches want to say all this, and you have Amy Zing saying the same nonsense, you would think that all three of them are exactly one person."
(Disturbed stops laughing and stares directly into the camera.)
Disturbed
"Sang Real, you two just want to keep talking but take no actual action. It's easier for you two to bitch about something than actually doing something to rectify the situation. And you would just like to make up these lies about the number of title shots I've had compared to tag titles. I know a simple Google search would help you two actually look up the information, but you two would rather spew your nonsense than do your homework, because well, it's easier to bitch and hope people believe your bullshit than actually doing the work. But you two keep talking because that's all you two can do. I gave the two of you an invitation to face me, and as is your way, the two of you want nothing to actually do with me. And I get why because everyone has seen me beat both of your asses. But even with that, I will give you the invitation again. I am giving you two an open invitation to face me. Granted, I'm probably wasting my breath because you two would rather talk about it than be about it. But here is the invitation again. You two against me! Let's see you two find your balls. And if you two are bitching now, you're going to hate what happens after Sunday."
(Disturbed smirks.)
Disturbed
"So Julia Davenport had to vacate the Devastation title. So to help deal with that situation, these tag team qualifying matches have been made and the winner of these matches will face off in a ladder match at Hardcore Heaven. My left shoulder is feeling left out with this Brutal Havok title on my right shoulder, and a way to get closer is to beat Merseyside13. You two are the unfortunate roadblock that I will run through to become a double champion. And you two become the people I run through that will have me get under Sang Real's skin even more. I mean, it is funny they bitch about me, yet somehow they don't complain about Francisco Lopez who hasn't won a single match in three months. But that's another story for a different day.
Merseyside13, I intend to become a double champion. And the two of you stand in my way of making that happen. And that means I must bulldoze the two of you yo do so. I much rather it is Sang Real because that would be even more fun for me, but it is the two of you, oh well. You'll take the place of them, so that means your asses will get beaten. I am going to make an example out of the two of you and punch my ticket to Hardcore Heaven. I'm going to enjoy the massacre I am going to inflict on the two of you. I can just picture my fists breaking your faces, and dropping each of you on your head. I wish it was Sang Real, but so be it. My goal is to be a double champion. But that means I have to go through the two of you, and that is what I will do. You two have seen what I can do first hand, only this time you don't have that safety net of a triple threat tag match. Now you must deal with me. Now you must face me. And that means your asses will belong to me. I am going to emasculate the two of you. I will batter you two until I'm standing over your lifeless bodies in victory because doing so means I get one step closer to being a double champion and I'll be damned if you two take that away from me. I will beat your asses and take that next step! And Conor McGregor's coach can ride my coattails to that match. You two got the unlucky straw, and it sucks to be the two of you. But this will just be another obstacle for me that I will go through. And if you two are left laying there, so fucking be it!"
(Disturbed smiles.)
Disturbed
"Merseyside13, it sucks to be you. And things will only get worse with the beating you will be put through. And Sang Real, you two will hate me even more now, because I will be making my way into that ladder match. And all the two of you will be able to do is talk about me just so you can have some form of relevancy. I hope you bitches have good seats so you can see what I'm going to do. Because you're going to hate me even more, and I'm going to laugh because I'll keep moving forward, while you two standstill. And that is both metaphorically and literally because at least Merseyside13 will try to fight me. You two on the other hand are too chicken shit to do so. So they will have to take the beating for you two. But you two are fine with that because talking about something is all you two can do. Merseyside13, you can thank Sang Real for the beating this is coming your way. And while you two get that beating, Sang Real will continue to be the bitches they are, and hate me even more as I move on forward. And I will love every second of it!"
(The scene fades to black.)
DMisturbed
"It seems that my success has truly gotten under the skin of Sang Real. Again they have to mention my name and have to try to slander it with their lies. The nonsense they have to make up because they can't handle the fact that even the two of them together couldn't lace my boots. But I swear, these two bitches want to say all this, and you have Amy Zing saying the same nonsense, you would think that all three of them are exactly one person."
(Disturbed stops laughing and stares directly into the camera.)
Disturbed
"Sang Real, you two just want to keep talking but take no actual action. It's easier for you two to bitch about something than actually doing something to rectify the situation. And you would just like to make up these lies about the number of title shots I've had compared to tag titles. I know a simple Google search would help you two actually look up the information, but you two would rather spew your nonsense than do your homework, because well, it's easier to bitch and hope people believe your bullshit than actually doing the work. But you two keep talking because that's all you two can do. I gave the two of you an invitation to face me, and as is your way, the two of you want nothing to actually do with me. And I get why because everyone has seen me beat both of your asses. But even with that, I will give you the invitation again. I am giving you two an open invitation to face me. Granted, I'm probably wasting my breath because you two would rather talk about it than be about it. But here is the invitation again. You two against me! Let's see you two find your balls. And if you two are bitching now, you're going to hate what happens after Sunday."
(Disturbed smirks.)
Disturbed
"So Julia Davenport had to vacate the Devastation title. So to help deal with that situation, these tag team qualifying matches have been made and the winner of these matches will face off in a ladder match at Hardcore Heaven. My left shoulder is feeling left out with this Brutal Havok title on my right shoulder, and a way to get closer is to beat Merseyside13. You two are the unfortunate roadblock that I will run through to become a double champion. And you two become the people I run through that will have me get under Sang Real's skin even more. I mean, it is funny they bitch about me, yet somehow they don't complain about Francisco Lopez who hasn't won a single match in three months. But that's another story for a different day.
Merseyside13, I intend to become a double champion. And the two of you stand in my way of making that happen. And that means I must bulldoze the two of you yo do so. I much rather it is Sang Real because that would be even more fun for me, but it is the two of you, oh well. You'll take the place of them, so that means your asses will get beaten. I am going to make an example out of the two of you and punch my ticket to Hardcore Heaven. I'm going to enjoy the massacre I am going to inflict on the two of you. I can just picture my fists breaking your faces, and dropping each of you on your head. I wish it was Sang Real, but so be it. My goal is to be a double champion. But that means I have to go through the two of you, and that is what I will do. You two have seen what I can do first hand, only this time you don't have that safety net of a triple threat tag match. Now you must deal with me. Now you must face me. And that means your asses will belong to me. I am going to emasculate the two of you. I will batter you two until I'm standing over your lifeless bodies in victory because doing so means I get one step closer to being a double champion and I'll be damned if you two take that away from me. I will beat your asses and take that next step! And Conor McGregor's coach can ride my coattails to that match. You two got the unlucky straw, and it sucks to be the two of you. But this will just be another obstacle for me that I will go through. And if you two are left laying there, so fucking be it!"
(Disturbed smiles.)
Disturbed
"Merseyside13, it sucks to be you. And things will only get worse with the beating you will be put through. And Sang Real, you two will hate me even more now, because I will be making my way into that ladder match. And all the two of you will be able to do is talk about me just so you can have some form of relevancy. I hope you bitches have good seats so you can see what I'm going to do. Because you're going to hate me even more, and I'm going to laugh because I'll keep moving forward, while you two standstill. And that is both metaphorically and literally because at least Merseyside13 will try to fight me. You two on the other hand are too chicken shit to do so. So they will have to take the beating for you two. But you two are fine with that because talking about something is all you two can do. Merseyside13, you can thank Sang Real for the beating this is coming your way. And while you two get that beating, Sang Real will continue to be the bitches they are, and hate me even more as I move on forward. And I will love every second of it!"
(The scene fades to black.)