Post by #HarmoniousRevolution on Mar 8, 2013 23:55:34 GMT -6
You will have to excuse my partner for lack of knowledge. She has been away three months, she forgets to sometimes scout and study. She has also been in wrestling about a year to a year and a half, she is still green in certain areas.
As for me, well…been around a lot longer so I know a thing or two about scouting and studying tape. The last one I saw was…which one was it…Chauncey? Yeah, and who is the other little bastard in the match…LG? Gowan? Some names really. You claim it is all about names…yet we both have a similar goal.
Rid EXODUS of LEGION.
However…
I am searching for answers that LEGION has. MY mission, my own personal goal is to find my missing sister. You see, in order to do that, to get what I want I must beat you both. Chauncey, Gowan, you claim to be the best team. You claim to have amassed titles and have been a tandem team for quite some time. I always give the devil his due.
I also cut the head off of any devil in my path.
You don’t know how we came to be, listen because this story is being told only once. We came together because it was last year when Jessica found herself without a tag team partner. PWX, and I watched a young upstart making a name for her. I made a debut in PWX after a three year absence and what do you know? We win the PWX tag team titles.
Now the roles are reversed. After she sat at March of War and saw me, the look on my face as I turned back to look at my side, no tag partner and my sister missing…she knew. She was sitting front row.
The sisterhood is back boys. The Revolution began last year, and now? This train is fast approaching San Diego. If you think that what I offered last week was any clue of what I can do, you are sorely mistaken.
Should I take off Chauncey’s head? Knock out Gowan?
The choice is yours boys.
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Sooner or Later It will Cut Like a Knife
David Tyler and Tiami Tyler
03.09.2013 @ 8:16 PM
Sacramento California @ David's apartment
David Tyler :: “No word Ti?”
It had been a few hours and Tiami was on the phone to a local Philadelphia hospital. She had been staying with her youngest brother David while she was working for EXODUS. It was quite cozy and better than shelling out an extra amount of money for a hotel. David was aware that a friend of his went into the hospital, and as Tiami hung up the phone, her brother looked at her, hoping and praying it was good news.
Tiami Tyler :: “He is fine. A sore rib cage, but the accident never hurt him other than that.”
David smiled, his sister was always so kind to him. He then just had to ask her.
David Tyler :: “How are you holding up Tiami? I know you have had it rough with Danielle missing and all.”
She took a pause, sitting on the couch. Crossing her legs and fixing her blue hair, she then took a deep breath, not wanting to lose her cool. Danielle was not a subject she had gone into much, especially since March of War. David knew this, but he was the compassionate type, especially for family.
Tiami Tyler :: “This whole thing has gone too far. Now, I have to prove myself AGAIN against a tag team by the Kings of Anarchy. To me, they are washed up. Chauncey and Gowan? Nothing more than pawns on my way to gaining tag titles and more importantly the answers I need.”
David Tyler :: “Your trips to Japan and Sydney help you any with this?”
Tiami Tyler :: “It helped me refocus. PWX, I realized that fact that people in wrestling will go to any means to obtain what they want. NLWF, I was taken to the limit and know what the spirit of competition is. I also learned that maybe…people backing out of things can be a good thing for something better to come along. Now, I focus on EXODUS. I put all of this to good use.”
David smiled. He was happy that he heard this from his sister. She was not focused two weeks ago. It almost cost her everything. Now, doing these overseas trips made him feel great knowing that his youngest sister is focused and on her mission once again.
David Tyler :: “It is very amazing what you will do for family.”
Tiami Tyler :: “What exactly does that mean David?”
David Tyler :: “It was a few weeks ago I remember a distraught female who tore up an entire hotel room right before her overseas trips. She barely opened her mouth and accepted not only a match but a contract for a company that she walked in not knowing. Now this girl is ready, refocused and has her head back on her shoulders, aiming to get back to the purpose, the real purpose as to her battle in the first place.”
Tiami Tyler :: “Your starting to sound a lot like Daniel.”
The pair just shuddered, then chuckled as David brought out salads for dinner. Tiami felt right at home and it was quite nice. David made a point thought. She was not about to lose it again, and she knew exactly who to take it out on.
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Open letters are supposed to intimidate?
Didn’t that go out of style in like, 2004?
Seriously Gowan. There are many other ways to impress a lady. Flowers, cards, chocolates, telling it like it is WITHOUT the bullshit and sugar coating…it is the way to my heart after all. Besides that though you just showed me something about you that I thought you never were, at least through conversations on twitter.
A scared little boy hiding behind the shell of a grown ass man. Then again, Chauncey is no better at this than you.
Taking jabs at my partner is one thing…but your all forgetting that it takes two to make a tag team. For all the tapes you both CLAIM to have watched about me, for all of the things you CLAIMED to have studied about me, there is a common thread to it all. I am the underdog.
You boys showed me your hand and flat out will lose. Let us take my recent wrestling expeditions. I wrestled a thirty minute match and impressed a company who called me an underdog against their very best female wrestler. I dominated an entire tournament, all be it the outcome was by no means the way I wanted it. Then, and now I will prove one thing to you both.
Dismiss me? I will make sure you have no face. Mark me as weak? I will make sure that you both take a trip to the hospital. Underdog? There is no such thing. My past is my past, and considering that is all you two boys are living in is the past of your opponents…well…
…you are about to get one hell of a wake up call.
Gowan, Chauncey, come to EXODUS with insecurity and impatience. I welcome it. I relish in the fact that, in less than one week you showed me your frail, weak and shells of the glory you claim to have held. Boys, the time for making claims is over. Past titles mean nothing. Titles, past or present like my UWL Jr. Heavyweight belt mean nothing for when we step in the ring it is about the future.
The EXODUS tag team titles and ridding this company of LEGION.
The Revolution is upon EXODUS and we are here to stay. You know what you boys will learn.
Love is a Suicide.
See you Sunday fools.
As for me, well…been around a lot longer so I know a thing or two about scouting and studying tape. The last one I saw was…which one was it…Chauncey? Yeah, and who is the other little bastard in the match…LG? Gowan? Some names really. You claim it is all about names…yet we both have a similar goal.
Rid EXODUS of LEGION.
However…
I am searching for answers that LEGION has. MY mission, my own personal goal is to find my missing sister. You see, in order to do that, to get what I want I must beat you both. Chauncey, Gowan, you claim to be the best team. You claim to have amassed titles and have been a tandem team for quite some time. I always give the devil his due.
I also cut the head off of any devil in my path.
You don’t know how we came to be, listen because this story is being told only once. We came together because it was last year when Jessica found herself without a tag team partner. PWX, and I watched a young upstart making a name for her. I made a debut in PWX after a three year absence and what do you know? We win the PWX tag team titles.
Now the roles are reversed. After she sat at March of War and saw me, the look on my face as I turned back to look at my side, no tag partner and my sister missing…she knew. She was sitting front row.
The sisterhood is back boys. The Revolution began last year, and now? This train is fast approaching San Diego. If you think that what I offered last week was any clue of what I can do, you are sorely mistaken.
Should I take off Chauncey’s head? Knock out Gowan?
The choice is yours boys.
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Sooner or Later It will Cut Like a Knife
David Tyler and Tiami Tyler
03.09.2013 @ 8:16 PM
Sacramento California @ David's apartment
David Tyler :: “No word Ti?”
It had been a few hours and Tiami was on the phone to a local Philadelphia hospital. She had been staying with her youngest brother David while she was working for EXODUS. It was quite cozy and better than shelling out an extra amount of money for a hotel. David was aware that a friend of his went into the hospital, and as Tiami hung up the phone, her brother looked at her, hoping and praying it was good news.
Tiami Tyler :: “He is fine. A sore rib cage, but the accident never hurt him other than that.”
David smiled, his sister was always so kind to him. He then just had to ask her.
David Tyler :: “How are you holding up Tiami? I know you have had it rough with Danielle missing and all.”
She took a pause, sitting on the couch. Crossing her legs and fixing her blue hair, she then took a deep breath, not wanting to lose her cool. Danielle was not a subject she had gone into much, especially since March of War. David knew this, but he was the compassionate type, especially for family.
Tiami Tyler :: “This whole thing has gone too far. Now, I have to prove myself AGAIN against a tag team by the Kings of Anarchy. To me, they are washed up. Chauncey and Gowan? Nothing more than pawns on my way to gaining tag titles and more importantly the answers I need.”
David Tyler :: “Your trips to Japan and Sydney help you any with this?”
Tiami Tyler :: “It helped me refocus. PWX, I realized that fact that people in wrestling will go to any means to obtain what they want. NLWF, I was taken to the limit and know what the spirit of competition is. I also learned that maybe…people backing out of things can be a good thing for something better to come along. Now, I focus on EXODUS. I put all of this to good use.”
David smiled. He was happy that he heard this from his sister. She was not focused two weeks ago. It almost cost her everything. Now, doing these overseas trips made him feel great knowing that his youngest sister is focused and on her mission once again.
David Tyler :: “It is very amazing what you will do for family.”
Tiami Tyler :: “What exactly does that mean David?”
David Tyler :: “It was a few weeks ago I remember a distraught female who tore up an entire hotel room right before her overseas trips. She barely opened her mouth and accepted not only a match but a contract for a company that she walked in not knowing. Now this girl is ready, refocused and has her head back on her shoulders, aiming to get back to the purpose, the real purpose as to her battle in the first place.”
Tiami Tyler :: “Your starting to sound a lot like Daniel.”
The pair just shuddered, then chuckled as David brought out salads for dinner. Tiami felt right at home and it was quite nice. David made a point thought. She was not about to lose it again, and she knew exactly who to take it out on.
----------------====================-----------------------
Open letters are supposed to intimidate?
Didn’t that go out of style in like, 2004?
Seriously Gowan. There are many other ways to impress a lady. Flowers, cards, chocolates, telling it like it is WITHOUT the bullshit and sugar coating…it is the way to my heart after all. Besides that though you just showed me something about you that I thought you never were, at least through conversations on twitter.
A scared little boy hiding behind the shell of a grown ass man. Then again, Chauncey is no better at this than you.
Taking jabs at my partner is one thing…but your all forgetting that it takes two to make a tag team. For all the tapes you both CLAIM to have watched about me, for all of the things you CLAIMED to have studied about me, there is a common thread to it all. I am the underdog.
You boys showed me your hand and flat out will lose. Let us take my recent wrestling expeditions. I wrestled a thirty minute match and impressed a company who called me an underdog against their very best female wrestler. I dominated an entire tournament, all be it the outcome was by no means the way I wanted it. Then, and now I will prove one thing to you both.
Dismiss me? I will make sure you have no face. Mark me as weak? I will make sure that you both take a trip to the hospital. Underdog? There is no such thing. My past is my past, and considering that is all you two boys are living in is the past of your opponents…well…
…you are about to get one hell of a wake up call.
Gowan, Chauncey, come to EXODUS with insecurity and impatience. I welcome it. I relish in the fact that, in less than one week you showed me your frail, weak and shells of the glory you claim to have held. Boys, the time for making claims is over. Past titles mean nothing. Titles, past or present like my UWL Jr. Heavyweight belt mean nothing for when we step in the ring it is about the future.
The EXODUS tag team titles and ridding this company of LEGION.
The Revolution is upon EXODUS and we are here to stay. You know what you boys will learn.
Love is a Suicide.
See you Sunday fools.