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Post by PANTHRO on Nov 26, 2015 23:23:49 GMT -6
I don't know what the fuck is going on? But honestly, when it comes down to it. Jon, you have been a friend to me, and you've offered a lot of shit towards me. Like I'm not ungrateful at all when I say thanks, I guess. However, there's something I've needed to get off my chest since I left a few months ago:
I joined EXODUS when you messaged me after REVIVAL closed down. Didn't know who you were then, all I knew was that you were giving me a new place to go to. So, a new character, a brand new start, and I come with The Big L. I wanted to make a babyface, I wanted to try and get his story across, I wanted to make him something personal because the character was an extension of myself. I loved that character...a lot...because outside of Jimmy Page, he BRINGS out HAPPINESS inside of me because it felt good to write with him.
It felt good to hear people say they felt something from my work. That to me is the biggest compliment you can give me as a writer. And I felt like...every time I was given this opportunity and granted people here are fuckin' tops when it's Primetime man, no fuckin' doubt. But those instances like when me and Pete were tag team champs and we had no RIVALS and you kept throwing up to The Turks and you dropped the belts on us and gave us no feuds outside of the fed wide storyline which for a good two years was the CENTRIC plot of EXODUS in ALL man.
Remember Spiro? Spiro's a hard workin' fuckin' guy. Hardest working dude most likely my age and people on Twitter will tell you when he brought his characters and was damn near jobbed...? It crushed him. Spiro's a proud fuckin' dude man and I respect the guy because he does more for most of the things running right now than I EVER will. And when I CAME to Spiro when he felt he was on his way out, after getting ONE MAJOR PUSH here and then falling flat for whatever reason, he was defeated. Because he felt like NOTHING he could do was ever good enough. And even then some of his work...? Good. Good writer, good enough in FGA, good enough in HKW, and he was good enough HERE.
And yet for some reason, he was singled out and he was berated, and that irks me. Even in calls, it irked me because SPIRO was a good guy who didn't deserve to be shat upon. And it was all in the expense of an ANGLE where you and others you liked were the centerpiece around it. And the angles I was apart of specifically, I knew I was getting shoved to the back. When you dropped the belts on Pete and I TWICE I knew, this is where I'm going to stay, I'm not going anywhere else. You clearly didn't have anything for me or Pete.
So, writing with Big L wasn't fun anymore. I thought I could fight through it, and I thought it was ME...personally. And when you start thinking maybe you're not doing enough? You get disheartened. I honestly was going to bring Lenton back through FGA's interfed wrestling show awhile back. And now that I've got responsibilities and now that I don't know where to bring this character, it's not worth it anymore. Because as inspiring as Lenton may have been to some people here--and those who told me so, THANK YOU for making him what he was here in EXODUS that's awesome--I felt like sometimes you didn't mean it.
Sometimes I felt like you liked to be a slickster about things. Just now you wanted me to bring Jimmy Page here to feud with Carey. You had Lenton appear to make a save, with no build up at all, didn't feel special, and then told me nothing as to what we could do from here. It took you awhile to come to me about shit. EXODUS could've been more if you broadened your horizons and didn't scare most people off. Because I thought of you as a FRIEND...I thought people had you WRONG...I've defended you a lot when people said that you were kind of controlling and shady.
But you're ONE FRIEND. And you've hurt others who I consider my FRIENDS Jon. So, at this point right now, if you are resigning, I don't think I wanna be apart of something that you sunk through your need to be the focal point of attention. It's on you, because you were the captain of this ship, you said you were going to retire, you made people think KYLE was insane, when Kyle--who I feel bad for still--did nothing to deserve your ire. Paige didn't deserve it, ADRIEN sure as fuck didn't deserve it and what I've learned not too recently makes me ten times as angry posting this up.
So I offically am cutting my ties with EXODUS. Not the people here who were a positive influence on me and the building of my character as a whole, but this place all together.
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So there.
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Post by PANTHRO on Jun 5, 2015 5:57:09 GMT -6
ENTRANCE THEME: "MURAL" by Lupe FiascoENTRANCE DESCRIPTION: "MURAL" by Lupe Fiasco plays. A piano and an electric guitar play, making the atmosphere big. The beat kicks in hard, it begins to break down followed by the start of Lupe's verse. On cue, Lenton blasts through the curtains, standing at the top of the stage, a roaming glare in his eyes as he soaks in the crowd's positive reaction. He gives a knowing nod. Lenton jumps in place, pumping himself up. He points at his left wrist, tapping it, telling the crowd, "IT'S TIME..." As Steve walks down the ramp, he stops, looking around. Big L stands in front of the apron and without problem, LEAPS onto the apron. He wipes his feet on the apron, and marches to the right, climbing up the turnbuckle. He pounds his right hand on the turnbuckle, and with triumph and conviction raises it high in the air. He soaks it in, he closes his eyes, listening to the cheers. Big L leaps down and goes to the other side, and raises his arm in the air. The fans cheering, the lights continuing to flash white and blue, while a blue spotlight beams on Lenton. Lenton leaps down, and stands in his corner, jumping in place. Finishers 1. 3:00 - The Pounce Signature Moves 1. High Impact Lariat 2. Audible - When the opponent ducks the Lariat, Lenton stops in his tracks, pivots and hits another hard lariat with his opposite arm. 3. BLITZ!!!! - GORE, launches himself like a nuclear warhead. Also can be done to opponent standing on the outside apron. Regular Moves You don't need to fill out all the slots for moves. 1] Dropkick 2] Open Palm Right Hand 3] Knife Edge Chop 4] Stiff Right Hands 5] Free-fall into Samoan Drop 6] Deadlift Gutwrench Suplex 7] German Suplex 8] Powerbomb 9] Spinebuster (Arn Anderson-esque) 10] Scoop Powerslam 11] Belly to Back Suplex 12] Gorilla Press Slam 13] Shoulderblock 15] Diving Forearm Strike w/ Kip Up 16] Scoop Bodyslam 17] Oklahoma Stampede 18] Running Bicycle Kick 19] Delayed Vertical Suplex w/theatrics (crowd counts to 10 while Lenton eggs them on to keep going as long as he can) 20] Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex w/ Kip Up
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Post by PANTHRO on Jan 3, 2015 23:59:45 GMT -6
I was outside of my flight to Los Angeles, California. My stance was still
Steve Lenton: Everybody wants to be the monster. Everybody wants to be THE BIG BAD, everyone wants to be a GIANT among the TITANS of this sport. Everybody wants something, that’s what it all comes down to it. What do I want? I wanna go one day where EXODUS doesn’t have to deal with guys like GRENDEL. I want to someday not have to worry about having a target on my back. SOMETIMES I want to face someone who SEES me. Not for my size, not because of the muscles, not because of the way I speak; But because I’m good.
No one wants to see that, everyone on their own shit. The Big L fights, fight every night, shows up, puts in the work; That’s sweat, blood, tears; VISITS to the hospital; Waking up every morning with a pain, good win by the way GRENDEL you really know how to bend a back. But I show up anyway, I show up because believe it or not I love it. So many people will say “They don’t remember you if you lose, they remember you in history books.” Everybody wants to be on a winning side, it’s human nature, can’t fight it. People need something to cling onto. This stupid movement going on EXODUS is just another cry for attention. GRENDEL is a cry for attention.
I pause for a moment and gather myself.
Steve Lenton: He believes to be a part of evolution. Justin Brooks thinks he’s a monster incarnate. And me?! I know what I am, a hard-nosed, smashmouth, I DON’T QUIT!! And GRENDEL can have a win over me, he could have a million victories, but those battles compared to the WAR he’s lookin’ to fight?! I’m built for it. Ain’t nothin’ you can say or do to keep me down. I’m evolved, I’m no monster, I’m not at the top of the food chain. Been there…!!
I point away from my body.
Steve Lenton: DONE THAT!!! Say what you will but in LA me and Angela are going to come into the Staples Center, put those boots to some BIG, UGLY, ASSES and come out with the W!!! Don’t believe me just watch!! You can be BIG AND BAD, AND MEAN AND UGLY, but when it’s all said and done, we will win! Staples Center is gonna be in for a lil’ treat. You want it come get it, I’m not backin’ down at my partner sure as Hell ain’t gonna back down either.
I start to leave, but then come back.
Steve Lenton: You’re in for a long ass night!!!
I finally leave, heading to my terminal and gettin’ ready to embark on a journey to beat some more ass.
Fade. Static. End.
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Post by PANTHRO on Dec 13, 2014 23:49:03 GMT -6
M O V E O N.
The Big L would be denying himself a bit of humility if he said losin’ to the Jolly Mean Giant GRENDEL ain’t hurt. Big guy beat me, 1, 2, 3, what else can I say? And so he’s gonna brag about it, it’s gonna make’em feel good, make’em feel accomplished, make’em feel like he’s a monster. But let’s get somethin’ straight, there will always be a next time. There will always be that time where we WILL face off again, and that time I’m gonna return the favor. The Big L in his career here knows….there will always be a next time. Like now. The Big L remember Johnny Cannon, remembers when he beat The Big L for the International Championship. That stung, The Big L’s first championship in the company, his first time defending it, and he lost it. And Johnny Cannon a few months back made people aware of that fact. He made people also aware of him being a former WORLD champion. Johnny Cannon, “MR. EXODUS” which he likes to call himself, was on top of the world.
….WAS…
And then what did Johnny Cannon do? Johnny Cannon gets big, he starts to feel like a big shot, the BADDEST man on the planet….LOSES….the belt. He loses the belt, his first defense, and there’s some irony in Johnny Cannon’s toxic statements when he spoke about our title match months ago. See it always goes through The Big L’s head, that sayin’...”Karma is a BITCH.” And so Johnny Cannon comes back to EXODUS Pro, he comes back and what does he do? He wants to get back at the top RIGHT away, he wants to be the TOP BILLIN’, KISS STEALIN’, WHEELIN’ n’ DEALIN’ son of a bitch he was when he was champion.
He can probably tell you that the strip clubs don’t accept rolls of quarters, he knows from experience! Johnny Cannon, the old Johnny Cannon, the JOHNNY CANNON I am familiar for was a hungry bastard. Before the alcohol became his muse, JOHNNY CANNON...WAS…”MR.EXODUS”. Some people will dispute that, but before Johnny Cannon was a douchebag, he was the hardest workin’ man in EXODUS Pro Wrestling, something I marveled at honestly. NEVER...and I mean EVER will there be another Johnny Cannon, because he has solidified himself as a top gun in EX-Pro!
The Big L knows that. Now, The Big L wants to see if Johnny Cannon knows what The Big L is. For nearly two damn years, I’ve bled, I’ve concussed myself, I’ve put lives in danger; I’ve faced unspeakable odds, I’ve failed time and time again when it mattered, but when it was all said and done came out on top; I’ve bled EXODUS since I signed that contract, and I’m still oozing the colors now. EXODUS...is my LIFELINE…!!! I’ve won championships, I’ve LOST championships, I’ve been all around this globe and met, and fallen in love with some of the best people in the world.
I have worked HARD Cannon, and you cannot deny The Big L that. No matter what I had thrown in my face, I made sure to give it right back. When I lost against you Cannon, since then every time we faced afterwards, I gave my BEST to beat you. MY BEST...will always be ENOUGH…!!! Say what you want about me, but I haven’t changed my skin, through the good or bad Johnny! So much pain, so much of the GRIND, the let-downs, the losses, the setbacks, ALL OF IT...makes me who I am. I’m a fighter, I fight, if I was afraid of losin’ every goddamn night I would’ve retired by now.
But I’m here, facing you, ready to put this big boot RIGHT up in your cockney ass!! I’m gonna give you a FIGHT. I’m gonna SPARK that bittersweet rivalry we use to have again. And I’m gonna see if Johnny Cannon still has the set to get in there and kick my head off for old time sakes. The Big L ain’t scared, he ain’t runnin’...
So Let’s Go.
Steve Lenton: ….
Back and forth, I was pacing back and forth, trying to stay focused on the task at hand. Last show The Big L took an even BIGGER L and lost his match. He clutched the EXODUS Tag Team Championship in his right hand tightly, completely zoning out my surroundings. I stop, turn towards the camera, and take in a deep breath.
Steve Lenton: The Big L took a lost. The Big L ain’t gonna front, that bastard was huge. He used it, he showed he was the man, so here I am, tellin’ ya’ll I ain’t gonna cry over it. My back hurt like a sumbitch for two long weeks, but The Big L rested, and he’s still standin’ right here! That’s The Big L’s M.O. that’s what he’s been about for almost two years now, gettin’ back up! It’s a setback, it’s a bump in this long ass road I gotta go down, but I ain’t stoppin’! That’s right….I’m not stopping….
The Big L glares into the camera with a moment of silence. He rubs his jawline and contemplates a bit about what he has to say next.
Steve Lenton: After being here for awhile, The Big L realizes something about Johnny Cannon, he realizes a TREND from Johnny Cannon; That trend is that he likes to look back at the past. He likes to look at the past, not the FUTURE, not the PRESENT...but his GLORY DAYS. Johnny Cannon believe it or not is a damn fine wrestler; God, he is, I’d be lying to you if I denied how great of a talent he is. But Johnny Cannon, likes to play stupid. Johnny Cannon likes to play dumb, he likes to think he’s above so many people, I have something personal to tell him, just to ground his ass a lil’ bit because Johnny loves to talk as if that World Championship he fought for was around his waist longer than anyone in EXODUS history. You’re 29 days better than me. Not even a MONTH, not even a YEAR, but TWENTY-NINE-FREAKING-DAYS. And it’s an achievement, most anyone wishes they had on their resume in this company, HELL, I WAS THIS CLOSE TO BEING ON THAT LIST WITH YOU!!! So please, please, for the love of God Cannon, don’t think for a SECOND that you have something over me. I have ACHIEVED a lot here, I have scraped and scratched, and I’ve clawed, and I’ve hurt, and I’ve FOUGHT THROUGH EVERYTHING to be the man I am. The belts are nice, being able to get free drinks and a lap dance might’ve been the perks for 29 days for you, but while you were a champion…
I hold the Tag Team Championship up into the camera.
Steve Lenton: I was an even greater on. From WINTER to SUMMER I was the better man. The matches we’ve had, I was the better man, since I lost the International Championship to you, I...WAS...THE...BETTER….MAN!!! So Cannon, before you go off on your bullshit, The Big L wants to remind you, this ain’t 2013 no more. Get that straight. You aren’t a champion anymore, and rightfully so you don’t deserve to be a champion. You don’t, you really don’t. Because while you were off on Twitter talkin’ shit for a good while, mocking SEKIGUN for trying to defend the place you call home, “MR. EXODUS” I WAS HERE…!!! I was--
I pound my chest and then intensily point down at the ground. Steve Lenton: RIGHT HERE DEFENDING MY HOME!!! EVEN IN A LOSING EFFORT, I POURED MY SOUL HERE….while you…
I make a pout face.
Steve Lenton (whiny voice): Complained about how you deserve a rematch, and how you’re the best, how you’re “MR. EXODUS” how you’ve been the greatest champion in EXODUS.
I adjust the championship on my shoulder and blink twice before looking into the camera with my glare.
Steve Lenton: Well JACK, you can bring a few things to the dinner table, but that don’t make it a meal now does it Cannon…?!? I have been on the frontlines from the NINTH GATE to GODS AND MONSTERS, I’ve seen it all. I ain’t see you fightin’ the good fight, I ain’t see you when EXODUS needed their “MR. EXODUS”, YOU...WEREN’T...THERE. And so now we come back to what you deserve, we come back to what people can do to make JOHNNY CANNON happy. ME...ME...ME….
I roll my tongue around the inside of my right cheek, clearly pissed off that this conceited son of a bitch had the audacity to demand things from the people who fought for him to even have a place to call his own.
Steve Lenton: I rather be my type of weak, be the representative of my type of failure, than be your STRONG and SUCCESSFUL. I rather be happy with my LIFE, happy with the opportunities I can get, HAPPY being a TWO-TIME TAG TEAM CHAMPION, than be an insecure, whiny, TITLE-LESS, asshole. I AM IN THE FUTURE, and what that future holds is Johnny Cannon getting his ass kicked again, the future holds me takin’ this hamhock of a fist I got here and sendin’ your ass back to whatever bar your stank ass came out of!!! YOUR FUTURE is lookin’ BLEAK, Cannon!! So say what you well, T-The Big L is a FAILURE, seems like a trope around here. The Big L is a BUST, a DISAPPOINTMENT, say what you will about me, because I’ve heard it all before honestly and all it does is motivate me. You ain’t nothin’ unique brotha. See, I could fail, over and over again, but I come back stronger….
Hold the belt up again, just so he can process that. Steve Lenton: Point proven. For the past year, I’ve been MR.EXODUS Cannon. For the past year, THESE PEOPLE--MY PEOPLE have backed me up. I am EXODUS….THEY….ARE EXODUS, we formed that bound a long time ago. Having the title of MR.EXODUS it don’t matter about BELTS….it don’t matter how many damn accolades you got….what matters if that you speak up, you do your job, you get hit, you stand right back up, and you SHOW THESE PEOPLE….WHAT HEART CAN DO!!!!! HEART JOHNNY...something you lost a long time ago!!!! I’ll fight for this company until I’m a broken mess….no matter what I’m given….no matter what I could’ve been….people will remember me Johnny, yes ME…
I stand there, radiating bravado, a gleam of confidence in my eyes. Steve Lenton: As the champion of EXODUS…!!
I lower my eyes and then walk off camera. The lens catches the back of a white brick wall. It soon begins to fade away…
END.
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Post by PANTHRO on Nov 29, 2014 23:58:35 GMT -6
They come here and it's the same thing. "Change"...."EVOLUTION"..."CONFORM" it never gets old around these neck of the woods let The Big L tell you. One pimple pops up, you pop it, think it's gone for good, you think that maybe just maybe you can get some peace. Then another pops up, and you get rid of that one, and you PRAY to whatever God that's listening, no more comes back; But then a cyst comes and it's full of PUS...and it's full of ANGER...and it's full of nothing but resentment and fury and it just won't go away. And that cyst on the ass of E-Pro goes by the name of GREN-DEL. The Big L and Wulf win the Tag Team Championships, feeling ourselves, feeling like a million bucks, like we're on top of the world, up on Cloud 9 baby!! Then they come and drag us back down to cold reality, the reality that no matter how much we fight adversity, there's just more around the corner. Just doesn't stop, it keeps coming, smacking you in the FACE, and it keeps doing it until you say you've had ENOUGH and you start to smack it back.
GRENDEL is yet another voice, singin' the same broken song across San Diego. CHANGE--what do any of you know about CHANGE?! Nothing. You sit there, broodin', huffin' and puffin' with your, cryin', "I want change! We need change! CHANGE is upon us." Someone should change your diapers because you sound like a bunch of soft-ass BIATCHES with all that cryin' you've been doing. I'll tell you what I told HATE, what I told GODS AND MONSTERS, what I've told NINTH GATE, and many people who have come before you, GRENDEL: WE WILL ALWAYS STAND BACK UP!!!! And believe me I've come into understand my flaws, I know that I'm not perfect, I've taken my beatings in for the last two years. I AM FLAWED, and so are you, and you're going to know that your ideology is FLAWED, along with whatever craphole you and your nation of ugly crawled out of.
So get this, The Big L ain't SCARED, what he gotta be scared of about you? You're HUGE, you've put enough baby oil on your big ass, and you got the Pennywise the clown routine down. So what I'm lookin' at across the ring, ain't a MONSTER, ain't a GIANT, but a buff Juggalo male stripper tryna act bad!! YOU AIN'T ON THAT LEVEL YET...where you can look me in the face and tell me what I have to fear, because I do not FEAR you. I will not CONFORM, but you will. San Diego, California, YOU'RE gonna need to evolve, YOU'RE gonna need to conform, because if Darwinism and evolution dictates anything, when my foot goes firmly up your big ASS, I want to be sure you CONFORM to it...!!!
For an entire year, I've heard this same B.S. from THREE different groups, and to be honest, ain't nothin' changed if any mother-F'er can come into EXODUS Pro thinkin' they bad as all Hell. You ain't bad, you ain't scary, you ain't ready for The Brown Bomber to lay that greasy ass down to SLEEP. Wanna know what you should go, open up a fried chicken restaurant, I want you to open a fried chicken restaurant, and I want it to be a success. I want it to be successful, everybody's gonna hear about GRENDEL'S CHICKEN! IN ALL CAPS OBVIOUSLY! And the secret ingredients won't be the 11 HERBS and SPICES you put in there, no, no, no Jolly Mean Giant, NO! It's gonna be the nasty ass oil you peel off of your body use to FRY THAT CHICKEN!!! BECAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY THING YOU CAN BE SUCCESSFUL IN!!! Not here in EXODUS, no, we don't need more cancer here.
We don't need more HATE, we don't need no GODS, and we've got too many damn MONSTERS as it is. I don't care about your vendettas, I don't care about your grudges, I don't even care if the citizens of Whoville make you sad because your heart is two sizes too small!! When you get in that ring, when you face the Brown Skin Assassin, the SUNTAN SUPERMAN, you better come and recognize you are in for a FIGHT!! A FIGHT!!! No ambushes, no attacks while someone's back is turned, A FIGHT!!! And I don't think you got enough FIGHT in your big self to come at me. So until then, WULF ain't your concern, I'M your concern, and you should really be worried about if you're gonna win or not...Hell...
I Would.
"I just don't know why we have to talk about it NOW."
"You know why."
"No, I don't, I mean can't it wait after our meal?"
"Vic this is important, like really important...!"
Of all of the things to fight over, it had to be for her safety. After I heard what she wanted to do, I nearly turned pale. I glared quietly as she placed her earrings on glaring into the hotel mirror.
Steve Lenton: Vic, this isn't just something you can hold off on! This is b-big, like super big important!! Now, you and I both know if you wrestle--
Victoria Reid: I'll have the means to defend myself.
Steve Lenton: This isn't Mr. Miyagi's DOJO....this is EXODUS....EX-O-DUS. Meaning that they're are walking, breathing, monsters wandering around trying to pick their next meal!
Victoria Reid: And you can't fathom the idea of me being able to defend myself, is that right?
I hesitate, she scoffs and breaks into a sarcastic laugh.
Victoria Reid: Really, Stephen--
Steve Lenton: It's not like that--
Victoria Reid: Then what is it then?
Steve Lenton: It's about your safety!
Victoria Reid: You are not my father...!
Steve Lenton: And even your father, as racist as he is would say this is a dangerous idea!!
Victoria Reid: Really now?
Steve Lenton: REALLY.
She glared into my eyes, and then forces a smile on her face.
Victoria Reid: I'll be in the car.
Shit, I made her angry, Jesus, please don't let this blow up during dinner with my family. I got into the SUV and glanced at her slightly.
Steve Lenton: Vic, I'm not--
Victoria Reid: Can we please go, your family is waiting and it would be rather rude to be late, because you want to be my FATHER.
Steve Lenton: ....I--
Shut up, just shut up and drive Steve. I swallow down what I had to say and started our way back to my old neighborhood. Hampton felt good, even if it was cold and soggy out. It was a small city, but had the feel of a big one. Cars everywhere, people out on the streets, the highways were always clogged up...home, sweet home. It was a quiet drive to my parent's house, almost awkward. She wouldn't even look me in the face. Even if I tried to start conversation she shut me down, asking how long we had left until we got there.
Steve Lenton: Ahem. We're here.
Victoria Reid: Lovely.
She got out of the car leaving me behind. I grab the bottle of wine she picked out last night and brought it along with me. Three knocks, and here comes my Aunt Denise with her newborn baby. She smiles widely at me.
Denise: STEVIE~
Steve Lenton: HELLO.~ Hey there lil' guy, hello.~
Denise: Say hi to cousin Stevie, say hi.~
Baby Chris looked at me and then looked at Denise. Babies man, always gets to me. I smiled, playing with him, until I realized there was a scornful British woman standing by my side. Denise looked at me and then her and smiled at Victoria who exchanged a sweet smile back.
Denise: Victoria, how are you?
Victoria Reid: I'm lovely Denise. Hi, Chris.~
Denise: We were so happy to hear you would join us for dinner this year, Deborah and Monica made a big meal.
Steve Lenton: That sounds good, right Vic?
I go in for a kiss, Vic looks at me and bats her eyelashes at me with a smile.
Victoria Reid: Stephen, your parents might like to see you, me and Denise are gonna catch up, could you bring them the wine?
Steve Lenton: OH, pfft, yeah....the uh....the wine. Ahem. I'll be goin' then--
Victoria Reid: Ta-ta.
Denise: He's in trouble isn't he?
Victoria Reid: You don't know the half of it.
They go inside together, where I see my mom in the kitchen and my dad's sitting with my Uncle Aubrey. The football game was on, and they were just cracking jokes, laughing out-loud and acting like fools. That's Thanksgiving at the Lenton house for you. My mom and my Aunt Monica see me and give a big smile.
Mom: Stephen.
Steve Lenton: Heeeey, mom. Hey Monica.
Monica Lenton: Hello, deary.
Steve Lenton: Smells good in here.
Mom: It should, I put a lot of work into this, so I expect you and your father to eat it all.
Steve Lenton: Believe me I am.
Monica Lenton: Just save some for your dad and uncle okay?
Steve Lenton: That's if they can pull themselves outta the T.V. first.
Mom: Believe me once they smell this turkey, they'll come runnin'. Is that Victoria? Victoria, baby c'mere~~
My mom gave Victoria a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Victoria Reid: Miss Lenton, you look wonderful.
Mom: And so do you, lookin' just as elegant in that blouse.~ Doesn't she look nice Stevie?
Steve Lenton: Yeah, yeah she does mom.
Mom: Well come on then, we got a big meal to prepare.
Victoria Reid: Oh I'm not that big of a cook--
Mom: Nonsense, you'll learn, I'll teach you.
Victoria Reid: Well, I'm glad someone's willing to TEACH me.
Swallow it down Steve. She just bats her eyelashes, giving me a smile. I suck my teeth and wave at them.
Steve Lenton: I-I'll be in the living room.
I walk in and see my dad and Aubrey watching the Bears vs Lions game. They were talking, but then stopped me they saw me.
Dad: Oooh, so ya showed up huh?
Steve Lenton: And miss all this food, you can't eat all of that pop. HEY, Aubrey!
Aubrey: What's happenin' Big Steve?!
Steve Lenton: Nothin' much like usual. How's the game goin' so far.
Dad: Bears are playin' like trash.
Aubrey: Like usual.
Dad: Hey, where's Victoria at, she come with you?
Steve Lenton: In the kitchen with Mom and Monica at the moment.
Dad: Miss Princess can cook?
Steve Lenton: You're gonna find out in a few...
Dad: Oooh, this should be a treat then.
I sit down beside dad and watch the game, until my previous thoughts began to rush back. I scoot forward and look at my father, who looks back at me... Steve Lenton: Dad, I got a question: If you loved someone, without a doubt, would you do anything to protect them?
Dad: Of course.
Steve Lenton: N-Now say this person, takes up an occupation, a HAZARDOUS....occupation...and you tell'em that it's dangerous, and you worry for them and think it's not a good idea...do you tell'em?
Dad: Well yeah.
Steve Lenton: Good, so...Vic wants to be a wrestler, but I told her no--
Aubrey: Jesus...
Steve Lenton: What?
Dad: Don't ever tell women they can't DO something! That's a sentence you ain't ready for. What--didn't I teach ya anything boy? They need your support, they don't even NEED it, they'll do it anyway! That's how women work, they can't be told NO or YOU CAN'T...what in the world Steve.
Steve Lenton: Dad it's dangerous--
Dad: So is the shipyard. There are more female wielders in those ships than guys because they can't deal with HEAT.
Aubrey: Ain't that the truth.
Dad: She needs your support son, she needs you to be there for her, and she needs you to realize that she can do whatever she wants to. Now you can take it or leave it, but to her that's how it is....
Steve Lenton: ....
Dad: They could live without us, that's how independent they are.
Mom: BOYS GET IN HERE, DINNER'S READY!
Steve Lenton: What do I do?
Dad gets up and puts a hand on my shoulder.
Dad: Take your lickings.
Aubrey chuckled and put a hand on my back and pats it. I head inside and look at the wonderful dinner my family presented. I sat down beside Victoria and it was a quiet dinner, we didn't really interact with one another, just laughed at discussions my family brought up and played with Chris from time to time. After dinner and dessert...boys went back to football...the ladies sat down in the dining room area and drank the wine me and Vic brought. Victoria was hitting it hard, laughing out-loud with my aunts and mom. How was I gonna tell her..."I'm sorry."...no, makes me seem passive aggressive. How about..."Look, just know I'm looking out for you."? No, justifying my jackassery. Sigh, just GO! I step into the room with my head down lightly.
Steve Lenton: Victoria can I speak with you?Victoria Reid: Stephen your mother is telling me a story and I would love to hear the end of it--Steve Lenton: Won't take but a second....Victoria just looks at me. Steve Lenton: Please?Victoria followed me to the back-room. I closed the door behind her and she turned around with a glance in her eyes. Alright now--
Victoria Reid: Before you begin? I want to tell YOU something. I am a grown woman, a very capable at that. I have spent nearly my entire life, living on my own to parents who were not there for me when I was a child; Yet they have the audacity to come into my life during key moments and tell me what to do. I have always been the one being controlled, being told I cannot do something, just so others can benefit from my sacrifices. I have sacrificed a lot...this relationship....the money I left behind for you...because you made me feel special. You make me feel as if I can do anything, because you back me on everything that I do, even if they make seem flippant at times, you back me up. And right now I need you to back me up, and you aren't do that. I'm an adult, no matter what happens, I will be fine. I do not need anyone to hold my hand, so if you would please take those handcuffs you wish to justify as "love"....I would me in-debt to you. I want to do this, you have no clue as to how much I'd like to stop WATCHING and how much I would love DOING. If you cannot process the idea of me being in the same occupation as you then I think we should take the time to re-evaluate our relationship, yes? Now...go on.
I stare at her and shrug my shoulders.
Steve Lenton: Do it. Victoria Reid: Accuse me? Steve Lenton: I mean...that, wrestle, do it. I know, I've been stressing over this, and you have to understand that this...the wrestling it's UNFORGIVING. The people here will beat you down to your knees and try and make you QUIT, it's their M.O. they're pretty good at it. So since, you wanna do this, I'm going to back you, I always will. But know this, you're gonna get hurt, each and everyday it's gonna hurt. Training, the people, the dues you're willing to pay? They come at a price, and I've paid it a lot, so if you're ready and able...do it. I won't stop you because you're a grown ass woman and I know you can do it. But realize that this ain't Candyland...you're about to go down a very narrow path. Be ready...see you at the dojo...bring a mouthpiece.
Victoria looked at me and smirked, she placed a kiss on the lips.
Victoria Reid: Sorry would've worked you know. Steve Lenton: Would've made me seem passive aggressive.
She giggled and I opened the door for her. I think me and her finally came to an understanding. Even if she was going to face some hard times, I knew that she had me by her side down this long, hard road. She was ready...I knew she was.
I was pacing outside of the Honda Center, anxious, hype, hungry, and ready to KICK SOME ASS!!! Sporting a Anaheim Ducks jersey with the sleeves cut off and the Tag Team Championship around my waist, I was ready to get this thing on the road. The Big L, solid in his beliefs and conviction began...
Steve Lenton: Autumn Effect 2, was a big night. The Big L and The Big Bad Wulf stepped in there, against ALL ODDS and walked as CHAMPIONS. I told ya'll, we fall, we will fall, we will get beat up, but we will always get back up again!! And The Big L wasn't talking out of his brown cheeks, he wasn't tryna win brownie points, it's because I know what it feels like when you're defeated, like your life is a small speck against everything else. The Big L KNOWS...what it feels like to have something inside of you, whether it be sadness, anger, or resentment-- he KNOWS. And GRENDEL, GRENDEL has that inside of himself. GRENDEL...has that feeling of wanting to lash out at someone, people he calls FRIENDS. A SCAPEGOAT...if you will, something to get angry at, something to take his anger out on. Well... I open my arms wide, glaring down that camera lens with an intense glare burning through my sunshades.
Steve Lenton: I'M RIGHT HERE!!! Because it seems like whenever one piece of trash pops up, more keeps coming back. Let me tell you something, that you already know; I've seen it all here. You had your WHITE KNIGHTS, THE NINTH GATE, GODS AND MONSTERS, HATE....!!! All of them came here for the same purpose you bastards are here for, and let me tell you it was long and grueling. It felt like it was gonna take centuries to get them out, but we DID!!! NO MATTER WHAT they did to us, we FOUGHT!!! Now I get it, you wanna make a name for yourself, good for you kid, I'm glad you wanna let people know you're here. We NEED that. But don't do it at the expense of me and my partner, no matter what connection you both have. You attacked us, you ruined a celebration of, and your prize GRENDEL is a packaged of my boot, shipped straight to your ass, by Big L Mail!!! You can be the IRA, , THE KGB, ABC, 123, CALL YOURSELF WHATEVER YOU WANT! EVOLUTION, ain't what you are. See, in The Big L's eyes is just another group of pissants wantin' to start somethin'. They askin' for a piece, and well me and Wulf are willing to give it. I don't give a damn who you are, what you are, and what your motives are. You attacked me and my friend, and you gave us crap to justify it. So in return right here in Anaheim, I'm returning the favor. The Big L vs GRENDEL, CLASH of the GIANTS!!! THE SUNTAN SUPERMAN vs BUFF BOZO THE CLOWN!!! You wanna show these people this "EVOLUTION" then you better bring me everything you go. You made your noise GRENDEL... I nod my head slowly at the camera.
Steve Lenton: I'm listenin' now. I march away, giving the camera good look at the Honda Center behind me previously. It zooms it slowly on the arena, then begins to fade...
Fade. Static. End.
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Post by PANTHRO on Nov 15, 2014 23:58:44 GMT -6
WE ALL FALL
The Big L's fallen a lot, both in his personal life and in EXODUS. I mean...that's what keeps me leveled. It's a great reminder sometimes I ain't Superman. It HUMBLES me y'know? The risks me and Wulf have taken, the bruises, the wounds, the scars; I've visited the hospital in San Diego so many times I've lost count. But when the time comes and it has come...PLENTY...of times...we step up. That's who we are, we're TROUBLE and we like doing things the hard way. See, The Big L knows what this match means to Wulf and myself. Three times, this is gonna be three times we've had to go into a match like this. Three times, in-which anything could happen. T.L.C. , one of the most brutal matches in Exodus Pro Wrestling. I've been apart of this match three times for the Tag Team Championships, I know what it feels like to get your ass kicked by something like this, and it ain't pretty. Then The Big L started to think...think about the times me and Wulf have had our backs against the wall. Those times when people use to count us out, when they said a team between us could never work. Then, we turn heads, we face The Turks, we have hellish matches, and when it mattered the most we were champions. We took our lumps, we were beaten most of the time, we almost thought about giving up, but we didn't. WE...DIDN'T. And so now fast forward now, we don't have'em anymore The Miracles do. We still have that moment inside of us that say we can't keep up with eight other people. We still get that little thump in our chest, our hearts racing, nerves almost on the brink of breaking down; We FEEL that way each and every time we team up. It's a very rough feeling, almost like someone's punching you over and over in the gut, it does not go away!! We fall down, that's what Trouble's mantra's been since we formed almost a year ago. WE FALL DOWN...but when the opportunity rises, when it's all said and done we do our JOB and put in WORK!!! WE...are the people's champions, WE...do this because we love it--and God do I love it and I tell you guys that each and every time I can because I want you to remember me and Wulf as the guys who loved what they did. And this match is going to be a trial by fire.... Ain't nothing PRETTY about this match and The Big L knows this, and Wulf knows this, so we're comfortable, relaxed, ready for everything and anybody to come our way!! Five teams, that's ten bodies coming together for one thing; For ONE GOAL and that is the EXODUS Pro Wrestling Tag Team Championships. We know what it means to go through Hell to get those belts, we've had our ass kicked some many times in the past to get'em we've lost count! We understand that we're going to go through a lot of pain, we understand that these TEAMS aren't hesitant to dish it all out, and The Big L only has this to said to all of ya'll: BRING.
IT.
ON!!! We've faced the Dragons, we've faced The Miracles, we've dealt with HATE, and I've had the pleasure of having such a tough match with Jaime a few months back. The Big L and Wulf know that you're gonna give your all, we know some of you might cheat their way to a title, and we know some of you will fight until your last damn breath. THAT'S WHAT THIS IS ALL ABOUT! But some people don't get that, like HATE. A bunch of fanatics, wantin' to make their lil' cult little Dick-suke Iwakuma proud. The Big L can't stand Gods and Monster, can't stand them one bit, makes The Big L sick. But what The Big L cannot stand more is HATE. Since it's inception, back in RevPro, it's been growin', bigger, stronger, adding MORE into their group. The Big L saw it last show, The Big L saw it on RevPro, and this is where it ENDS: HERE! OVER! DONE WITH! Just like how this empire Gunner made will end, so will this little group of misfits who wanna make a name for themselves!! ALL OF IT ENDS HERE TONIGHT!!! No matter what happens, we will end this all!!! Because yeah you can hit us with everything, yeah me and Wulf can take a beating, but you cannot break our conviction!! I don't give a damn if you're a DRAGON, A MIRACLE, KINGS, HELL you can be an EMOTION, and Wulf and I will STILL try to beat that ass up and down SAN DIEGO!! THAT IS WHO TROUBLE IS...THAT is what we bring to the table, and believe me there's enough room for all of ya'll to eat these feet that will be placed FIRMLY up your asses!! Trouble knows what's up, Trouble knows what're gonna go down, and Trouble is what you will look at in this T.L.C. match. You could say we're crazy, say that we don't have a snowball's chance in Hell of winning this thing; That just shows how well people really know us. The Big L could give a DAMN about consequences of this match. He and Wulf have dealt with consequences since we've been a team, and we've come back stronger than ever. San Diego, California, University of California, The Big L and Wulf will give them as much TROUBLE than they can handle. Me and Wulf, win, lose, or draw, everything inside of us, everything that we can give back to these four teams WE WILL GIVE!!! I believe in Wulf and he believes in me, and I say with this much confidence between the two of us... We Could Take This Thing.
"OW!!"
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"DANG."
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"OUCH!" Bikes SUCK. Every time I try and keep my balance I keep falling down. Dad says it's "Easy" and he did it when he was five years old. This just looks stupid, I mean when am I ever gonna need to ride a bike? I'm like seven!
Dad: ...Are you sure you don't want the training wheels? Stephen Lenton: I'm not a baby dad! Dad: Well, I mean, you're havin' a hard time, and I-- Stephen Lenton: I got it watch. Peddle, peddle, peddle, CRASH! OW!! Jeez! I get up rubbing my elbow, dad walks up towards me looking me over to make sure I'm okay. He smirks and pats my Spiderman helmet.
Dad: Just a scuff your helmet, nothing to worry about.
Stephen Lenton: Dad, are you sure this is gonna make me better...?
Dad: Yes, of course, why wouldn't it Steve? Stephen Lenton: Everyone's gonna laugh if I keep falling though...
Dad: That's why you practice, practice, practice, okay? Stephen Lenton: ...
I shrug and look down, pop looked at me and glanced into my eyes.
Dad: Listen, the more you fall, the more you learn about yourself. You can't just give up because it's hard, you gotta try and get better. I mean all of the superheroes in the comics you read son, t-they just don't give up now do they?
Stephen Lenton: No...
Dad: They get back up and save the world, because that's what makes them who they are. I know it must stink to keep on fallin' but lemme tell you something it's making you better. Don't give up so easily son, you can do anything if you believe in yourself. I believe in ya...and I believe that you're gonna be cruisin' down the sidewalk, and the girls are gonna be ALL over you.Stephen Lenton: Ew...Dad: Ahaha...! Fine, but your mama'll be proud of you. You wanna make your mom happy right? She'll see you cruising up and down the neighborhood, lookin' like a race car driver! Now...if you wanna take a break a lil' bit we can. I'll put the training wheels on and see if you like those alright? C'mon knot-head.Dad put a hand on my shoulder and walked me to the house. Mom looked on at us as she worked in her garden.
Mom: How'd he do?Dad: Just needs a little bit more practice.Mom: Aw...She got out of her garden of flowers and walked up to me. She looked me over a bit to make sure I didn't get any scrapes or anything like that.
Mom: Did you hurt yourself?Stephen Lenton: No, all this stuff made sure I was okay.Mom: Good, how about we go inside and I'll make you something to eat okay?I nod my head and start taking all of my stuff off in my room. Maybe dad was right. Sometimes it hurt when I fell, but each time I got up I wanted to go again. I just didn't want the other kids to laugh at me because I didn't know how to ride a bike. It's not like I didn't wanna know how...we just never had enough money to get one. My mom and dad saved up a lot to get me this one, and I loved it SO much...! But my dad keeps trying to get me to use the training wheels. What if the other seven year olds laugh at me...? I can't deal with that! Sigh, I'm so weird. I stared at my bike outside... Stephen Lenton: ...Mom: Stephen, lunch is ready...!Heck, what do I gotta lose? Lunch could wait. I walked through the kitchen to the front door, mom and dad didn't notice me. I picked up my bike and tried to balance on it. I fell hard, OW, that hurts more when I have my helmet and elbow pads ON. I go again, I fall, and again, I fall some more. Dad heard a commotion outside and went to check it out. He stood on the porch, looking at me as I tried to peddle around. My mom came through, and my dad just told her to keep quiet. Me? I didn't know they were there. I fell, and my mom went to go pick me up. My dad held her back shaking her head as they watched me try again. I peddle some more, and soon, I realized I wasn't falling anymore. I did it...? I DID IT!! WOW!! I start to wobble a bit, suddenly my dad jogging over and kept me balance.Dad: Don't stop now, Steve!Stephen Lenton: I--Dad: Just keep goin' I got ya!!Stephen Lenton: Okay...We started to go faster, my dad looked at me and down the street.
Dad: Okay, I'm gonna let go of ya...on three...one....two...three, go, go, go!All of a sudden...I was riding my bike. WOW!! THIS IS SO COOL...!! Dad watched me as I started to laugh and smile, I rode circles around him and then sped off down the sidewalk.
Dad: Keep goin'! Remember how to brake?!Stephen Lenton: YEAH! Dad I did it!Dad: What did I tell ya?! Hahaaaa!!Mom cheered me on, and soon I was riding my bike everywhere I went. Kind of funny, I fell so many times, and now that I can ride...I don't worry about it anymore. Guess dad was right, I just had to keep going...
I believe in myself now.
Steve Lenton: I have fallen, countless amounts of times here in EXODUS. I've taken my lumps, I've been knocked down, and I have taken everything in stride. And I've swallowed that bitter pill of defeat, it's hard, it stings, and you can never take it back. It's like someone took your heart out and ate it alive y'know what I mean?I was pacing back and forth outside of the University of California campus. I was tense, my heart was beating hard, and I could feel every nerve in my body pulse with anticipation. Autumn Effect 2 was happening...and The Big L was ready for anything...
Steve Lenton: The Big L has felt DEFEAT, he knows what it's like to lose. So he isn't afraid of what's gonna come up soon. The headlines read...
The Big L holds his hands up.
Steve Lenton: "Trouble vs Dragons Unleashed vs HATE vs The Fight Kings vs the World Tag Team Champions...The Generation of Miracles." Top tier tag team competition for a top tier belt like the Tag Team Championships. The Big L and Wulf, we know what it's like to claw our way up that ladder, what it's like to FIGHT over that belt. Too many times have we been in this match and have been too close to WIN the damn thing. But we put our heads down, swallowed down that BITTER pill and we came back again. We keep coming back AGAIN, and again, and again because we don't QUIT!!! We give you TROUBLE, because we're tenacious S.O.B's who will not GIVE UP!!! And Wulf, the goddamn himself always reminds me of that when we're alongside each other. And he's the best partner I've ever had, if not one of the best friends I've ever had in this sport. With all this bullshit going on where you can't tell who's friend or foe in this company he has been the rock that keeps me level.
I've let him down plenty of times, where I know he needed me most and I can say I've let him down. Wulf is the hardest working man in EXODUS, if not the most loyal guy I've met. He smiles, he drinks, he FIGHTS, and that's the type of spirit this tag team division needs. HATE? They ain't got spirit, no, no, no just pus around their hearts. Dragons? Tough gals, but they've faced us and know what they're dealing with. Fight Kings?! A tough way of making their comebacks in such a brutal match. And the MIRACLES...? They might think they know what's coming up, but the kids ain't gotta damn clue. Wulf and I have been in this match a lot, we got scars to show you if you think that THIS is light work!! See, The Big L doesn't need to inform you all one by one, no, no, no that's trying too hard!
No he'll talk to your asses in a group. Because you all are being put on notice about something. Wulf and I...we're gonna go hard as HELL. Wulf and I are going to make sure ain't nobody gonna get those belts except for us. And you can try and play tough and say "You're prepared for it." But when we go ALL IN...WULF AND THE BIG L, "TROUBLE" GO ALL IN!!! So you're asking yourselves what in the great blue HELL is this rambling Brown Hulk talkin' about?! Every team we've faced for those belts, The Turks, Ninth Gate, DESTROY ALL HUMANS have known what we're all about. Throw us a bone, we turn that son of a bitch into a STEAK. EVERY opportunity when the big match comes up, we give it our ALL and we've had success in the fact. You all have had amazing careers in your own right, you have faced people I bet I would never wanna meet in my life.
But here in EXODUS....TROUBLE...IS....EXODUS...PRO WRESTLING. We've bled for this placed, stood our ground for this place, we have made it a commitment to stand up for this place even at times when we didn't see eye to eye with the people who sometimes led the charge. We fight for these people, the ones in San Diego, the people in San Francisco, LA, HELL we'd fight for the goddamn WORLD if we wanted to, because we fight for our lives!! Everything that we do, everything that we stand for, was based off of what these people believed in. And those people believed in us. They believed in Wulf and The Big L, and we were crowned as CHAMPIONS. We BELIEVE in ourselves, and as long as we BELIEVE in ourselves, as along as me and him are breathing you're going to need to call down the hand of GOD to keep us down and out!!!
The Big L shakes his head, conviction running through his veins. Steve Lenton: Ain't nobody, and the BIG L MEANS NOBODY gonna take that from us!! We got enough heart in us to turn Satan into a damn NUN!!! THAT IS WHAT TROUBLE IS!!! And as long as I got that man beside me, and as long as he believes in me I will FIGHT for him!! Wulf deserves that much from me, he deserves a guy who will look into the abyss and fight with him until the end...like a true FRIEND. We fall, we get back up again, and we did it all over. We don't cry over it, we don't mourn over it, we DEAL with it. And we're gonna deal with this T.L.C. match in San Diego, just like we deal with everything else. So TO YOU FOUR TEAMS, I really do hope you "PREPARED" for this, because what we're gonna dish out is gonna be comin' in LARGE PROPORTIONS!!! The gauntlet's been set, SHOW US WHAT YOU GOT!!! The Big L leaves, showing these four teams that if they wanted to win those straps. They would have to go through us...one...last...time.
Fade. Static. End.
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Games.
Oct 18, 2014 22:32:15 GMT -6
Post by PANTHRO on Oct 18, 2014 22:32:15 GMT -6
TOO MANY TIMES...has The Big L's friends been screwed over. TOO MANY TIMES...has The Big L been cheated, been screwed, been "JUST THIS CLOSE" to obtaining some strain of pride. TOO MANY TIMES I've had to see these games being played here in EXODUS and people wonder why I've been quiet for nearly all this month. I have said it constantly, constantly that I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I am sick and tired of having to come to this place, look over my shoulder, look to see if someone is going to take a cheap shot at me or my friends like Wulf took last time in San Diego. I am sick and tired of these justifications for cowardice, I AM SICK!!! The Big L is a humble man, doesn't take anything for granted, gives his credit where it's due. The Big L has some sound of dignity where he knows that he and Wulf lost and He has to swallow that shit. There's nothing that can make up for what happened. There is nothing that can make up what's happening in EXODUS Pro Wrestling in a whole right now. And yet I still come out here, because some part of me feels this as an obligation. To these people, I have to keep fighting, I have to keep getting back up, WULF has to keep getting back up, because we love this job. GOD I love this job, and I wouldn't trade it in for all of the riches in the world. I keep telling myself, "Something has got to give." SOMETHING has GOT to GIVE...and sooner or later this dark cloud is going to be lifted. Whether I do it, whether Wulf does it, HELL whether CHRIS STRIKE does it, this has got to end. I've taken my bruises, I've stood up for this place on countless occasions while people who have joined this cause have turn their backs. Wuld and The Big L stand in the eye of an oncoming storm and out feet are planted firm in our beliefs. We.
Will.
Not.
Give.
UP!!! We've risked too much to turn away now. There will be justice, whether it be through every single goddamn member of G&M, whether it be through every goddamn member of HATE; JUSTICE...will be served. No more casualties, no more cowards, this ENDS. I will see to it that it does. But in the mean time Dragons...Unleashed. Trouble hasn't forgotten, the war that went down for the Tag Team Championships. They haven't forgotten what people said about you being the best tag team in today's wrestling!! The Big L respects you, respects what you do, respects that you came here, won those Tag Team Championships, and solidified yourselves more as the best tag team in pro wrestling right now! He respects you, The Big L respect your all business, he respects that you will go into this match lookin' to get your shot at the tag belts again. But you will not do that in our expense. TROUBLE will bring you TROUBLE and we're gonna show you why we were the champs back then in the first place. ALL GRIT, NO QUIT, that's the motto. We eat, sleep, and breathe matches like this! Give us the best, we give you our best! We've been beaten up, injured, put in hospitals and yet for some reason we kept coming BACK!!! THAT'S WHO WE ARE!! So Dragons, I want you to understand, we got no hard feelings towards ya'll, you're beautiful, you're elegant, and you're badasses lookin' to kick as much ass as possible. But You're Going To Lose. The Big L was fuming, He was angry, He had been angry for weeks now, and what happened last show didn't help. I snatched my shades off, glaring into the camera, quietly staring at it with a look of visible annoyance on my face.
Steve Lenton: The Big L can take a lot of things. He takes beatings, He takes insults, He takes scorn, He takes a lot of punishment here in EXODUS. He's a big boy, He can fend for himself, don't need nobody to hold His hand. But what The Big L cannot take, is being CHEATED!! Wulf was hit with brass knuckles, the referee didn't see it, The Big L don't blame the referee, but he does blame Chuck Matthews and Justin Brooks. Those slimy scum-balls have the audacity to think they won against TROUBLE, you ain't win, those brass knuckles won the match for you. HELL they might as well of pinned one of us, because a weapon was bigger, powerful, and stronger than Chuck Matthews and Justin Brooks. Let that sink in, these two who call themselves men, has to CHEAT to beat Wulf and I. They think this is a game, think this is a time to play these stupid lil' games, well The Big L has grown TIRED...of these GAMES!!! The Big L pauses, shakes his head in frustration and pacing the floor. The Big L stops, turns to the camera and then points at it. Steve Lenton: Let me be perfectly clear, The Big L doesn't care when, or where, but we will meet again. Wulf and I WILL meet you both again, be it next show, the show after that, next year, it does not MATTER we will SETTLE this. Until then we got Dragons Unleashed, two bad lil' mamas, former tag team champs in their own right, two powerful females looking to get those championships BACK. The Big L ain't forget, TROUBLE got beat in that Four Way Dance, we came up short. Generation of Miracles stopped us, and you stopped them to be the new champions a two months back. The Big L always wondered what if we went toe-to-toe with you for those belts instead of GOM?! What would have happened, and now we answer those questions with ACTION!San Diego, California, where The Big L and Wulf Erikksen welcomed with open arms will see Dragons Unleashed vs TROUBLE!! We're gonna ROCK that arena, we're gonna light that canvas on fire, and The Big L, as pretty as you both are is plannin' to get his boots a little dirty with some good ol' fashion ASS KICKIN'!!! BE...PREPARED. Because this ain't no picnic, this ain't no lil' show, THIS is a trial. We're gonna see if we have what it takes to beat you, to see that "What If?" become reality!! SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA...in the RIMAC Arena will be a true test! Did Dragons Unleashed deserve to win back in July or was it just a the luck of the draw?!The Big L pauses and leans in close.
Steve Lenton: We're about to find out.
I roll my neck quickly, glare into the camera with pure intensity and then march off. I had to stay focused...we needed this win...we needed something.
Fade. Static. End.
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A Loss.
Oct 4, 2014 22:58:58 GMT -6
Post by PANTHRO on Oct 4, 2014 22:58:58 GMT -6
IT'S NEVER EASY TO FORGET A LOSS. NEVER. A moment like this, when everything you fight for blows up in your face. A tough pill to swallow is to see all of these people continue this bullshit war. It's a tough pill to swallow when EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING is on the line, and you come up short, and yes, The Big L is angry. YES, The Big L feels like he could have done more, and yes, The Big L feels like so many people want to destroy this place, and I'm sitting here looking at these new faces and these old ones rear their fucking head again and I'M SICK AND TIRED OF IT!!! I'm SICK and TIRED. I do my best, never do I ever count myself out, never in my entire damn career has The Big L QUIT!!! CONCUSSIONS!!! INJURIES!!! I'VE COME BACK FROM IT!!!! Didn't need a parade, didn't need a goddamn crutch, I got back into that damn weight room, I put in the work, and goddamn it I WORKED TO GET BACK HERE!!! AND NOW?! NOW I HAVE PEOPLE TRYING TO TAKE IT AWAY.
I'm sick to death of coming to this place, knowing I've got a target on my back. I'm sick and tired of watching the "bad guys" weasel out of every situation time and time again, I'm so sick of it. And each and everytime I go back home, when I go visit my girlfriend, and I hear her tell me, "It's okay." I know it's not okay because I still see Magnus Gunner, I still see Daisuke Iwakuma, still smell Gods and Monsters, I still see Gunner as Champion. And they ask me, well what more can you ask for?! What more can you ask from Strike from Collins, from CHANDLER SCOTT?! NOTHING. The Big L respect these guys, He respects them to death, but these people, MY PEOPLE, need more than respect.
I've led charges against these assholes. The Big L has the battle scars, and the wounds to show that he's in this as deep as anyone else. Mocked, ridiculed, called naive, ignorant, a pawn. Because I like to believe in a greater good, because somewhere along the line, I'm not a total piece of shit, I guess football shoulda taken my paragon a long ass time ago. Who the Hell are these people? Who the Hell are Chuck Matthews and Justin Brooks?!! I got two dumbasses lookin' at me and my partner Wulf, actin' bad! Justin wants to be a monster, always talks about destruction, violence, wanting to hurt somebody. Couldn't do that last month when we fought! He can be a monster, but The Big L will always be the Big Brown BEAST!!!!
And this BEAST is going to go into that ring, he's gonna be in that ring with one of his best friends Wulf Erikksen; And we're gonna stomp a hole in both of your asses. Justin Brooks will continue to be the neutered monster that he is, and I'll knock Chuck Matthews IQ to a -!0. I don't have time nor do I have the patience to deal with this crap. The Big L, Wulf Erikksen: TROUBLE... in front of the THOUSANDS in that arena, and the MILLIONS WATCHING OVER THE WORLD, will WIN!!! We will SHOW YOU why we're considered one of the BEST Tag Teams in this company, and we'll show you OUT of the RIMAC Arena.
PERIOD.
Lane Stadium Blacksburg, Virginia 2003Final Score: #2 Virginia Tech 28 - #1 USC 31I hate losing, I hate it so much. What I had the most is losing such a big lead and then getting it demolished in the second half. Here I am, trying to be the leader of this team and it just blows up in our faces. Part of me blamed myself, part of me felt like this game could have been ours, we could have moved up in the ranks, people would see us. Everyone had their heads down, everyone looked dead inside. The last game of the season...The Orange Bowl. There was quiet, I looked around as coach tried to talk to them all.
Coach: We gave it our all guys. There's no reason to feel bad for yourselves. We lost, it happens, and you guys proved that you belong in championship games like this. I know it hurts, it hurts me seeing you guys put so much effort into this and...sigh.
Coach took his hat off, and placed a hand over his eyes and paced the floor. Everyone looked like they had lost everything. I hated losing. I hate losing, I can't stand losing...but...I can't stand to see these guys beat themselves up over this. I stood up, a look of anger on my face.
Steve Lenton: What the Hell is wrong with ya'll?! WE LOST GUYS. WE. LOST. Does it feel good?! NO!!! It hurts like HELL man!!! In front of all them people and we blew it, we got cocky, and we ended up losing that lead by the third quarter!! I should have played harder, WE should have played harder, but I should have played the hardest. My goddamn GRANDMA and my GRANDDADDY and my dad, and my mom, and my brothers, my AUNTS AND UNCLES...EVERYBODY MAN!!! We LOST and they knew it hurt us bad. It hurts...nothing hurts the most when you get out there, you play your heart out and it--
I swallow a frog, and blink a few times, fighting back my tears as I glare at them all.
Steve Lenton: We're gonna remember this shit man. Ain't no forgetting it, we lost and we're going to learn from it. Now, I'ma go home...I'ma go sit with my family, we're gonna have a nice dinner, we're gonna laugh, we're gonna talk about the game, and next season; I'm coming back here, I'm coming back to the weight room, back on the practice field, and back HERE man. We're coming BACK!!!!
I look at the eyes on me as they look at me, some crying, some looking on, and some nodding their heads. I hold my hand up in the middle.
Steve Lenton: No matter what, you guys are my brothers. We lost as a team, we're gonna come back, take this Championship as a TEAM!!!! C'mon man!!
Everyone looked hesitant at first. I know I was nervous, I thought they would ignore me, but...I guess I gotta way with my words. Coach walked up, put his hand up on mine. Everyone stood up suddenly and walked to the middle up the symbol in our locker room. I look at them all, and smirk some. I hated losing, God knows I hate losing, but there was a tomorrow, you're damn straight there was. Better, stronger, faster, and winners, 2004 we were gonna take that title back to Blacksburg. Because winners come back STRONG.
Steve Lenton: BROTHERS ON THREE: 1, 2, 3.
"BROTHERS."
The feeling in the pit of my stomach didn't go away. I stood there, frustrated with myself. I begin to place a hand on chest, patting it slowly as I shake my head with a look of anger in my eyes.
Steve Lenton: You swallow it down, that rough pill. Doesn't go away, doesn't stop trying to come up, you nearly choke to death on defeat. Fight, that's all I do, I fight, and I fight, and when the time calls for me to step up, yeah your man has had a tough time finding the winning lottery ticket in these outcomes. Some people call it misfortune, me? ...I don't know. I'm starting to get impatient, with these people who continue to call themselves the new age. It makes your blood boil, makes you wanna go down that path, but I promised myself, I wouldn't do it. Promises I've made to people, I'm not that type of person, promises of being the guy who people can depend on, and it HURTS...when the people that depend on you, you let down. And it's tough, and it doesn't go away, and I've...felt this so many times that it makes me wanna vomit.
But I come back, I still come through these doors, and I still look at these people who hold of these signs, and still cheer for me. I have an obligation, no and's, if's, or but's about it. My obligation is to EXODUS Pro Wrestling. And people can mock me for what I stand up and it doesn't bother me one bit. Justin Brooks can mock me all he wants, but the man who couldn't even finish a match with me wants to talk to me about disappointment. This "new and improved" Justin Brooks has the chocolate salty testicles to come to The Big L and say I'm a disappointment. Look around you, and then look around me Brooks. Look at the faces of the people when I get into a goddamn ring, and see that WIN, LOSE, OR DRAW...I have SHOWN UP EVERY NIGHT!!!
And words, I don't give a shit about some bullshit like that. They don't hurt, I've heard it, I've heard it from people who can't NUT UP and have the balls to say I was BEAT. WE ALL were BEAT, I'm man enough to say that. I'm man enough to say the day Justin Brooks EVER wins anything in this company of significance is will be the day they give Rick Ross a breast reduction!!! NEVER!!!! Justin Brooks, pay attention to this, because I know you could hear a fly fart with those big ass ears of yours--NEVER COUNT ME, OR WULF, OR ANY OF THE PEOPLE IN THIS GROUP WHO STAND BY EXODUS OUT!!! At this point I don't stand by Jonathan Collins, I stand have allegiance to one damn man. I. STAND. BY. EXODUS. PRO. WRESTLING.
Go throw my failures in my face, in fact, mention the time that you were one of the few people to be by my side in one of those long winded battles; Back when you didn't have your head up the gaping chasm known as your ASS!!! CALL ME OUT, I LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE CALL ME OUT, ESPECIALLY THOSE WHO DON'T FIGHT AS HARD AS I DO! CALL ME OUT, go on, I dare you Brooks, tell people how big of a failure The Big L is when it "matters the most" because when it's mattered the most in the past I've beaten guys and won championships. When it matters the most, when the fire in my stomach grows hungry, I devour everything and anyone, because that's how my switch is. In that ring, BEAST MODE is flipped on 24/7 and doesn't get turned off!!! Justin Brooks can parade about backstage, talkin' about his snuff collection and how he's into erotic asphyxiation, and how he's this MONSTER, but in that ring Brooks, look me in my eyes--I point at my eyes, burning a hole through this damn camera lens.
Steve Lenton: I don't fear what you have to throw at me. I looked at you in our one-on-one match and I SHOWED you that there is no FEAR in my heart. There is no fear in Wulf's heart, and me and him will do everything in our power to win. NO FEAR!!! HELL, I don't fear what Chuck Matthews has to throw at me, because in this match, I'm gonna give him a gift: I gave'em the left boot our last match, and now it's time to give his ratty lookin' ass the matchin' SET. Because Chuck Matthews is smart, he is smart, The Big L doesn't deny that. But even the smartest man of his stature should already know, WRESTLING ain't ROCKET SCIENCE. He's been in a slump, he's been on a pretty bad fall. Chuck wants to be the man, he wants to have the power, he wants people to believe he's two steps ahead each and every time. Chuck Matthews, "The Smartest Man In Professional Wrestling" can't see the future, nor the present, because in the present me and The Big Bad Wulf BEAT YOU and Tom Lister Jr.'s stunt double in San Diego.
If the SMARTEST MAN IN PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING is indeed SMART, he'll know that me and Wulf can and will beat him and Justin Brooks in two nights. Because The Big L and Wulf will not, cannot, allow you two to have that W. The Big L has no time for the bullshit, has no time to play games, has no time for Twitter, has no time for Polish sausage makers, frigid, scorned lovers, dollar store Barbie dolls, and goat-faced male make-up models, and he most definitely doesn't have time to screw around with two bulging egos who are in need of a big, harsh reality check. The Big L and Wulf will leave off where we start, beatin' ass, makin' cash, and and takin' G&M TRASH!!!! NO GAMES WITH YOU BOTH!!! COME PREPARED!!!
I storm off, having said what was on my mind...which was A LOT. I would down the list of those who hurt this company from the inside if I had to. No more excuses, no more, games, it was time to END this.
Even if I had to do most of those labors by myself.
Fade. Static. End.
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Sept 20, 2014 21:44:38 GMT -6
Post by PANTHRO on Sept 20, 2014 21:44:38 GMT -6
T H E R E ‘ S H O P E A L W A Y S H O P E
Never let anyone tell you that you can’t achieve anything. Never allow people dictate what type of person you can and will be in the future. If someone sat Magnus Gunner down and told him that years ago the kid could have been a decent human being. Part of me, deep down wishes that I didn’t hate him. DEEP DOWN in my very essence I try and not go down that path. Because that long winding path of hate and pain, never ends. It EATS away at you like a damn parasite and so help me I will never become that. Almost two years I have been in this company and I’ve seen different shades of evil come through those doors and some of those evils have stayed. Some of the things we fear the most, the what-if’s have come true; We are living in a constant nightmare. And as I look around EXODUS Pro Wrestling, as The Big L watches innocent people get hurt, he knows that something has to be done. And those evils rear their head again, they show up mocking us, taunting us, wanting us to not pull our punches and The Big L says to you…
We won’t. Because when you back men into a corner who fight for the PEOPLE...they become dangerous. You could knock me down, you can make me bleed, you could try and end my career, but I will not bow down to you. And these people who buy into this nonsense who believe themselves to be meritorious, praiseworthy, even DEVOTIONAL have no idea what it takes to be as pious as the men and women in this company that sacrifice it all. Andreas likes to remind people about it each and everytime he wheels himself down hallways. He wants to hang the albatross around Jonathan Collins’ neck. And I’ll give you that Las, Jonathan Collins can be a stubborn son of a bitch. But the man has the goddamn BALLS to make good for the shit he has let slide. And GODDAMN it Lasie, he’s trying to right those wrongs and he doesn’t need the burden of a brooding Polish Ironside. WE ARE FIGHTING NOT ONLY FOR THIS COMPANY...NOT ONLY FOR THE EXODUS FANS...NOT FOR OUR FAMILY, FRIENDS, AND EVERYONE WHO HAS BEEN HURT IN THIS MOMENT….
We’re fighting for ourselves. You wanted us to take care of it, y-you wanted us to show the fire, well we’re showing it. Because believe me, God knows I’ve felt the pain and anguish of sitting in hospital beds, getting CT scans, having loved one crying over me, not knowing if I’m going to pull through or not. I’m not going back to Victoria, or my brother, or my friends, or my goddamn parents in that state again. Say whatever the Hell you want, but you better have a damn nuke to take me out. Gods and Monsters is narcissists musing, a self title. You are MORTAL and HUMAN and nothing more and when you feel that punch, that one punch that rocks your jaw, when you feel that slam, and those nerves sending those signal to your brain begging ya, begging ya, “PLEASE stop, I can’t take no more.” THEN YOU WILL KNOW...you are human. Because I ain’t ever feared a man in my life, and I won’t start now. Talk your shit about us fighting one another, continue to taunt us for not being up each other’s asses; But in San Diego, California in front of the THOUSANDS…
We Become One.
Sometimes... We do the craziest things for the people we love. I have many things I love My Job, My Family, My Friends... Another rainy day...all of it pouring down with such force. All of this rain got me realizing the time was drawing near. For the past few weeks I've been quiet. I've been focused, knowing what this next match meant to me--what it meant to everyone. The stakes were high, and Jon and everyone else needed me. I didn't do any of this to make me feel better about myself. I told Zack that a while back. He said he complimented me, but through his weird notions, I don't think it was a compliment; More like sarcasm mixed in with his awkward undertones. I decided I needed to be alone...to have some peace of mind. There was a lot going on up there, it was mangled...twisted....confused. So, why not go to the church? Needed to talk to someone. I pulled up to the cathedral. I was second guessing the idea for a moment. It had been a while since I prayed. When I was a kid, I remember my grandmother use to have puppies...and one of them got sick.
I prayed that it would be okay...the next day it died. Obviously not a perfect example, but shit...I would try anything right about now. I walked inside, sat down in one of the booths and glanced up at this huge mural of Christ, around him, angels. I blink a few times trying to piece together what I wanted to say. Never had this much trouble speaking in my life. There were no people around, no one to be seen, just me...alone...with Him. I rubbed my chin and leans forward some so my elbows touched my knees.
Steve Lenton: I know I should doing this a lot more...
I stop for a moment and sigh, closing my eyes. Just take it slow Steve.
Steve Lenton: I'm lost right now. The past month or so has been Hell. It's been Hell on my girlfriend and it's been Hell on me. Deep down I-I know...what I'm doing...is right. I know it's right, but it's hard. So many people are depending on me and the others to make things right, and if we don't I--
I pause again looking up at the mural, shaking my head.
Steve Lenton: I just don't know. Victoria, I love her with everything I've got. Wulf, Jon, Stacey, Fiona, Chris...everyone...that's fighting I-I just need...something to keep me here. Because God, I've felt so drained of my power. You were there during the car crash, you were there during my concussions, you were there through it all, and I need you more than anything right now. I just need a sign that things are going to be okay, that I'M...going to be okay. Because the stakes being placed are dire, and with dire bets come dire consequences.
I place my hands over my face and rub down until they met in the middle, resting them in my lap again.
Steve Lenton: I know, it's gonna be tough, no one told me it was gonna be easy. I've been fighting this war, and the end game is drawing near. Siiiigh. I'm just letting you know, if you're even listening to my prayers that if you lend me the strength to fight on, we can win this thing. I'm done, no more, they cannot win, and will not win. I will FIGHT...I will FIGHT as hard as they need me to. While I'm still breathing that place will continue to prosper way before I'm GONE. All I need is enough power to place my foot up Gunner's ass...! Because that man WILL not destroy a great place...!! No more! No more...
I pause for that small moment to keep my composure. My eyes wander the floor, continuing my thoughts.
Steve Lenton: There is always a way, You and I know that. There's always going to be a way, and I have the means to find it and guide the Sekigun into victory. These guys, they're fighting for everything I believe in. And believe me sometimes they've been led astray. I was like that once, I once felt like I couldn't face the reality of those hard times, but YOU got me through it and so now...I'm asking you...please help my friends make it through.
I close my eyes, quietly praying to myself as I stand up and leave. I don't know if it worked, I don't know if He heard me. If he didn't then I was in this fight on my own. No, no never alone. Jon had my back, Chandler had my back, and Chris had my back. I had the help of friends who were in this thing with me till the end. I came back home, sitting there as I glanced at a resting Victoria. She was in pain, she worried about me, and she tried her best to protect me. She was my everything now, EXODUS...was my everything now. As she rested, nursing her head, I stroked her cheek. Giving her a gentle kiss on the lips I sat at the edge of the bed, solemn, quiet, and focused on the future. The future, our future, EXODUS's future, it was all going to be okay. I didn't know that for a fact, but... Just...believe me alright?
I sat in in a giant chair staring out at the sunshine of San Diego. I rubbed at my chin in complete thought, lost in them. This match, was the biggest match in EXODUS history. The New Age that was upon us had to fall, and it had to fall here. The camera stays focused on me as I slowly glance towards it.
Steve Lenton: The Big L has many fears. I've always had them, and it's taken so much courage to bottle them up inside. So much of everything I do, every little piece of me...I do with courage. When I laced up those boots, it took courage. When I DEBUTED in EXODUS it took courage, to step up in this Elimination Tag Team Match...takes COURAGE. Because the evil I'm getting ready to face, the pure dark void that is Gods and Monsters...takes COURAGE. And people will mock that and they will say that courage alone won't win this match. And those people especially Gods and Monsters are naive little bastards who don't know what it takes to SAY that they are afraid. They are not deities, they are not entities and they MEN AND WOMEN who have so MEEK and so INSECURE that they wish to kill everyone and anything that is paragon. I've been on this battle field before and I know what has to be done. I have the CT scans to prove that I've taken whatever these incarnations of hate can dish out. But I wanna address these people, The Big L wishes to introduce himself. The Big L knows you Gunner, He has faced off against you in the past and He knows you're a snake. You're a glutton, a piece of shit who walks the hallways brooding in your own self-pity and need for attention. The Big L sees you thought Gunner. He sees you and he's coming for you. Hiding behind the human meat shields you call "allies" will not, cannot stop the megaton brown BOMB HEADED YOUR WAY!!! You can talk, you can say whatever there is about me. PLEASE, keep talking that shit!!! THE BIG L WILL DO EVERYTHING IN HIS VAST POWER TO MAKE YOU EAT YOUR WORDS!!! You've tried to keep me down in the past, and when all else fails you have gone after the people I love. When you poke a fucking lion don't be surprised when it BITES you in the throat. Don't be surprised when The Big L comes to San Diego with the forces of his PEOPLE and the MILLIONS WHO WILL BE WATCHING come CRASHING DOWN ON YOU!!! THAT is my power, not fear, not the need to cause pain, but these people. The ones who have stayed by my side. The ones who chant, "LET'S GO LENTON!!" WITH SO MUCH LOVE IN THEIR HEARTS FOR ME!!!!! This is my love and when you threaten that love Gunner, The Big L gets really...really angry. Just like when Lady Man-gina decided she would threaten my girl friend Miss Victoria Reid. I lean forward pointing my finger at the camera with an angered glare.
Steve Lenton: Lord knows I wanna put a foot up your bitchy little ass. Lady Magdalena!! The bitch of the hour who's puss is too sour even for Strike. She wants to wow ya, paint herself as the Aphrodite of EXODUS when all she is...is a deluded...little troll. Because behind all that red lipstick and velvet voice is a WITCH! UGLY underneath that makeup, and in personality and yet she has the gall to call me names. Don't know you, don't even care if you're the sister of Jesus FUCKING Christ himself. If you ever in your life threaten or even lay hands on my girlfriend your Hell won't be trying to find your next brand of perfume at Macy's...it's going to be standing in-front of a giant mass of pent of aggression. That goes for Savannah, that goes for Sally Talfuord!!! You ladies picked the wrong moment to piss off a lot of people who had some respect for you!!! I RESPECTED YOU BOTH!!! POWERFUL WOMEN, GIVING EVERYTHING HAD IN THAT GODDAMN RING!!! SAVANNAH MAMA...you were a shining LIGHT, something people wanted to BE! YOU set the standard for that San Diego Bay Championship!! Sally, we have fought, we have had WARS and THIS...THIS...?! I launch from my chair and stand in front of the camera.
Steve Lenton: THIS END NOW!!! NO MORE!!! NO MORE PEOPLE GET HURT, NO MORE GODS, NO MORE MONSTERS, ONLY...HOPE!!! Because EXODUS will not die when you are gone. It will not suffer when we remove you from that pedestal you've placed yourself on top of. LONG WAY DOWN, THE BIG L, THE BROWN BOMBER HIMSELF, THE SUNSTAN SUPERMAN, THE ONE AND ONLY, READY TO PUT YOUR DAMN LIGHTS OUT HOMIE WILL GO THROUGH HELL AND BACK TO SEE EXODUS SHINE ONCE AGAIN!!!! You think a hungry Steve Lenton was dangerous, imagine what Big Papa is like when He ain't had a meal in damn near two WEEKS!!! YOU WANNA RULE EXODUS?!The Big L gets in the camera.
Steve Lenton: You. Go. Through. ME!!!!I storm out of the scene, ready for war. They wouldn't take this company. The only way they took EXODUS was if they killed me. And from what I've been told.
.....
You can't kill Superman.
Fade. Static. End.
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Aug 30, 2014 22:59:30 GMT -6
Post by PANTHRO on Aug 30, 2014 22:59:30 GMT -6
WE ARE NOT MONSTERS.
Sometimes I don't get you Lifer. Either we're enemies or allies; We're foe or friend; We're fighting alongside each other or trying to tear each other apart. And it's frustrating, it's really frustrating when I HEAR you talk. Because y-y-you have this idea planted inside of your head about me. Quite honestly, if you would stop overthinking things, and if you would OPEN your goddamn eyes and see that your house isn't the only one burning down Lifer, MAYBE...JUST MAYBE I COULD GET YOU!!! You went on Twitter, a social media website where you wanted a reaction out of me. I don't go on Twitter every goddamn day because my life and my work call for me to focus on that. The Big L doesn't turn his switch off after every match he's in, he prepared for the next fight. There is no DOWN time for me, there is no time to RELAX, I even missed text messages from my girlfriend who you MESSAGED on said Twitter because I've been focused on getting in that ring with you and doing my JOB.
I want to PROTECT my job Lifer, I want to protect the thing that I'm real good at, and it r-really...really gets on my damn nerves when I have somebody act as if I don't know what the fuck is going on. You wanna know what's funny sometimes Lifer, you count yourself short. All around you, you've been a punching bag for Gods and Monsters, the WHITE KNIGHTS, every incarnation of evil and impurities you have had your hands into. And you know something, I don't give a fuck about some friendly rivalry, I could give two shits about how many times I have beaten you in the past, I DON'T CARE. I'M ANGRY!!!!! ANGRY AND PISSED, and it doesn't make it any better Lifer when you want my attention when some BITCH threatened my girlfriend. THE BIG L has no times for the games, He does not have time for your childish bullshit. You keep that persona on your fucking social media app. Because if Zack Lifer wants to start to bare his fangs at someone who wants the same thing as him, then he's going to find out that I'm not the fuckin' one.
GET.
THIS.
THROUGH.
YOUR.
HEAD.
For almost a year and a half I've been out at the front of this motherfucking war. FRONT and center, and I've been looking at these people who claim they love EXODUS Wrestling turn they're backs out of REVENGE. THEY FOUGHT for something, MOST of them led the charge in these many battles and have helped us. Thank you isn't enough, it's never going to be enough. BUT DON'T YOU DARE SIT THERE AND BELIEVE THAT BECAUSE I'M NOT HALF DEAD I HAVEN'T FOUGHT MY HARDEST!!!! People always want to be remembered in the past and never in the present for what they have done. And I've heard these people TALK, I've heard what they've had to say and it doesn't justify crippling a company. It doesn't justify trying to tear down something so beautiful because you want to BROOD!!!
I'M SICK AND TIRED OF IT!!!!!!
THE WOMAN I LOVE IS INVOLVED YOU SON OF A BITCH! And you might think that I'm saying all of this bullshit to make people feel good, and think this is gonna get me on the cover of a fuckin' magazine; But I have lived this life, and I have learned that I will never in my life allow another man to dictate my fate. You wanna know the truth Lifer, every time I face you my blood boils. It's so damn nuclear between you and me. Because I remember you when you were the black sheep in a flock of other lost lambs guided by Magnus Gunner. I remember how you tried to kill me, I remember waking up in a hospital with no recollection of what I was doing there in the first place. You put me there, and when you speak, when you talk about fighting, when you think you understand what the Hell this fight is all about....I just want to knock your teeth down your throat....
You don't know a goddamn thing. And your little metamorphosis is nothing more than a bluff. And no matter how much people want us to go down that path of self destruction, I've always chosen to be righteous. Why? It doesn't make me feel better, it doesn't win me any brownie points with anybody; It is because it is the right thing to do. And those people, those people who look at Jonathan Collins who wanted him to FIGHT....HE'S HERE....WHERE ARE YOU?! BROODING. FEELING AS IF SOMEBODY OWES YOU A POUND OF FLESH, AS IF YOU MARTYRED YOURSELVES. WAKE THE FUCK UP!!! THIS IS BIGGER THAN US!!! And it's going to keep manifesting into something even more crucial if we don't push aside our bullshit grudges and do something about this problem. I will not watch other people's dreams and happiness be washed away.
Call me what you want, say what you will, but I've stood my ground since day one. Never flip-flopped, never been two-faced, never hid my feelings. Zack Lifer, I've been upfront since day fuckin' one. I didn't need anyone to hold my hand down that long fuckin' road, so what makes you think I need it now?! I don't NEED...to change anything about me. I'm hardheaded, stubborn, say what you will, but that one common fact about me is that, NO ONE...and I mean NO ONE LIFER...can question what the fuck I fight for. But it's never good enough for people. People always want someone to go the extra mile, humanity be damned. They want you to become the monster, want you to lose that little bit that makes you human. They say that it's warranted; Justified until the better end. The better of two evils and all of that fallacious bullshit. You want me to walk that line? You want me to be the executioner, you want me to let loose? Fine.
You Asked For It...
"I'm not arguing with you over this Tori..."
"Good, because I'm GOING to be at that show."
"You're going to risk your safety over something a crazy woman said to you over the INTERNET Vic...!"
"She threatened YOU...Stephen...and that bloody SLAG will LEARN that she doesn't threaten someone that I LOVE...!!" I turn around look at her, putting down my bag. She was dead set on this and part of me didn't want to see her hurt. They knew I was with her, these pieces of shit, knew how to get to me. That part of my life I wanted unharmed. Victoria was strong, one of the strongest young women I ever knew, but she...I paused my thoughts as I blinked down at her. I placed my hands on her shoulders, looking into her beautiful eyes that had such a determination in them I didn't even have the balls to tell her "No" anymore. I part my lips trying to tell her that this was for her own good, otherwise...I didn't want to THINK about the other option.
Steve Lenton: You know I love you more than a-anything in the WORLD, right Vic?
She nods her head, her eyes meeting mine.
Victoria Reid: Yes, I know.
Steve Lenton: And you know that...no matter WHAT goes down I have you back. But this...is different. Now you know what they want to see, they want to see what I will do if something were to happen to you. They want me to go down that path that no sane person comes back from. I will no go down that path, I will not watch them do anything to you, and I will protect you.
Victoria Reid: ...Stephen....I don't want anything to happen to you.
Steve Lenton: And I don't want anything to happen to you either but--
Victoria Reid: Who's to say that you won't get hurt at the end of this? Hm? I know that you've found this resolve...Stephen to fight, but what if the stakes are too high...?! I mean for God's sake, they're willing to do anything to GET to you.
I have a stern look, she looks at me for a moment and sighs walking away a bit and sitting down on the bed, looking out of the window.
Victoria Reid: ...I feel like this is my fault.
Steve Lenton: ...No.
Victoria Reid: Yes.
Steve Lenton: Look they want to get after me. That's on me, me alone. Give them a reason and they attack like fuckin' dogs. I've been aware of that.
I walked towards her, worried that she blamed herself for any of this. She went quiet, looking down at the ground with her arms folded over each other in a nice firm position. I kiss her on the head and glance back at her.
Steve Lenton: Here's what I'm gonna do. I'm going to get in that ring, I'm going to fight Lifer, and if anybody wants to shell out some things they can. I'ma big boy, I can take it. No matter what, they will not hurt you. I could not live with myself if something happened to you. So please...Victoria...stay here...I need you safe. I need you safe and sound, that is all I ask of you.
Victoria: Reid: ....
That pause meant she was gonna do what she wanted to do. I sigh and gather my things.
Steve Lenton: I love you.
I didn't know what she was going to do. She sat there, completely tuning me out. I closed the door and headed towards the gym. I pauses for a moment and looked towards the door. This feeling of...paranoia...that uncertainty, it started to make my heart pound. Because I knew Victoria, she was stubborn, and I knew she would do almost anything to prove her point. That's the way she is. But I needed her to do this for me, I needed her safe...
If she loved me she'd do it...
I was pacing, angry, frustrated, pent up with aggression and tired of all of the talking, all of the politicking...TIRED. I heard people MOCK me, call me a puppet, tell me that I'm nothing. Words fuel me, they make me stronger and all it does is make me better. These haters, the motivation that keeps me the way I am. They wanted to see me fail, they wanted to see someone like me fall because I TALK. That's the only reason people pay attention, because along with my actions my voice speaks VOLUMES. I stopped pacing, tossing my sunshades off and glaring down this camera with bad intentions. I find some calm however, ready to get into it...
Steve Lenton: People want to say The Big L is all talk. They keep talkin' and they keep hatin', and these people, you know the ones; They can't get behind someone who's positive. People want cynicism, they stopped believing in something. People are so broken nowadays that they can't even LIVE for anything. They look at The Big L and they see this face, this guy, "Who is this guy?! Who is this guy to talk as if he KNOWS me?! He doesn't know!! He can never know what I go through!" And as they deny themselves the opportunity to better themselves, they vent their anger towards me. They say "The Big L doesn't fight as hard as me. He hasn't bled as much as me." And THOSE PEOPLE...are one this roster. Those PEOPLE who want to be the heroes, who want to be the saviors, who wanna be the one who gets the praise--because I thought WAR was a team effort--and forget...that the person who held them up, no, the people who held them up, STILL have been holding them up. People have been behind Zack Lifer when he finally realized that the future Magnus Gunner had envisioned was not a world he wanted. Everyone was behind you, everybody...thought Zack Lifer had seen this mysterious life. That he found that conviction he needed. THESE PEOPLE...WERE BEHIND YOU, GODDAMMIT I STARTED TO BELIEVE!!! And then you started to PREACH the same bullshit that Magnus has been saying, and you want to wear this mask, and you want to be some sort of SYMBOL of CHANGE. LOOK AT ME LIFER!!! I get close to the camera point at my face.
Steve Lenton: MY NAME IS STEPHEN LENTON. NO MASK, NO SYMBOLISM, JUST PRIDE!!! And I am persecuted for said pride!! I walk around on broken glass, and STOMACH this burden!! I've been on this planet for LONG ASS TIME and it's fucking bullshit that people will want to play my critics!! The Big L FIGHTS for everything RIGHT, there is no ulterior motive, there is no self satisfaction, IT'S BECAUSE I CARE DAMMIT!!! And I care a lot about this place, and you can play the "Hero EXODUS needs" and you can give me this horseshit about playing the greater evil, but I will not--I will NEVER--walk down that path. Because you...Zack Lifer may think it's easier, you may think THIS WAY can save EXODUS, but you're wrong. I shake my head, fuming, I back away some, pacing again. I come back pointing at the ground in an authoritative manner with my eyes showing raw passion.
Steve Lenton: There is ALWAYS...a way. And all I want the people to know...everyone out there...I will continue to fight for what's right, even if people don't think it is. I will never give up, I will never surrender, and Zack Lifer can continue to be delusional. I'm in these trenches...always have been. Las Vegas, Nevada Lifer...you and me... I shrug my shoulders backing away.
Steve Lenton: I guess philosophies collide. I march out of the scene clearly angry. People threatening my girlfriend, people I respected spitting at me for still fighting this war. I couldn't win against them, but I could win for the people. The scene fades...then...
Fade. Static. End.
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Post by PANTHRO on Aug 17, 2014 7:00:11 GMT -6
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Justin Brooks is a tough son of a bitch. The Big L ain’t gotta say anymore than he has to about’em. Two weeks ago, The Big L and The Big Bad Justin Brooks went toe to toe and it ended in a stalemate. I looked over from across the ring, and I saw a primed Justin Brooks ready to take it to The Big L. We fought, we tried to out-muscle each other, and at the end of it, we ended it in a draw. The Big L knows, and Justin Brooks know that a draw ain’t decisive. The Big L wants Himself another piece of Justin Brooks, he wants to show San Diego who’s the better man. I know that you want to go again Brooks, and I know that you feel like you could take me out, but given another chance The Big L WILL fulfill that promise of shovin’ His foot up your ass and sending you back to Cleon Gray where you’ll sit in his lil’ corner and get put on timeout. We fought, we wanna fight again, and it WILL happen again sometime down the road mark my words.
But now, The Big L sits in-between two people. Abby Park, a familiar face, faced her a million times over. I got mad respect for lil’ mama. Then we got Mason Joseph, got a win, feels good about himself, but he opened his mouth at the wrong two people. I don’t speak for Abby, she’s a grown ass woman, she can fight her own battles. But me and Abby Park, two of the people who helped form this company, two people you should recognize when you step through those doors; Mason Joseph, you might wanna sit your stringy ass down and open up EXODUS Pro’s history book. It was here, The Big L won two championship, and the same place Abby Park and a well known asshole in Johnny Cannon were at the top of the tag team division once upon a time.
You wanna steppin’ stone, you wanna prove you got stuff between your legs. Good for you, do it at someone else’s expense. Because the reality Mason, the reality is that The Big L has heard this bullshit before. He’s heard the justification for why people let LIFE win. People who got beat down by life, people who GAVE UP, people who didn’t FIGHT hard enough. The Big L sits here, lookin’ at you, seein’ this guy who scowls all of the time, hunched over always lookin’ like he hates the world and all that exist in it. The Big L has one thing to say to you: TOUGHEN THE FUCK UP!!!
LIFE Mason Joseph, LIFE is HELL, it is a BATTLE and no matter what, no matter how many times Abby Park has fallen; No matter how many times I’ve had to watch the people I’ve loved disappear, FRIENDS, FAMILY, TEAMMATES, I’ve felt PAIN!! PAIN, you never forget, and PAIN can rot deep inside of you. I don’t care how tough you are, it will rot and it will destroy you and make you WEAK. And it keeps HITTING you and HITTING you and you beg it to stop, and you wanna find an easy way out. WELL YOU GOT YOUR EASY WAY OUT!!! You are now apart of one of the best wrestling companies out on the West Coast. SUN AND FUN, GLOOMY ONE!!!
You wanna make an impression, you wanna show me and Abby what you’re all about?! You better come harder than that green, poke-your-chest out macho BULLSHIT!! We’ve heard it, The Big L’s faced it, and He’s beaten the asses of guys like you who think they’re ready for that next step only to fall on their face. The way I see it, you’re going to get an ass kickin’ of your LIFE. The Big L’s foot, will descend from the heavens; Valkyries singing the songs of war and victory, as it begins to plummet within the endless abyss that is your ASS!!!!!
Don’t take The Big L as a pushover, don’t even let it cross your mind. Because rule #1 over this place: Never count me out. I’ve faced some of the baddest in this place, I have BEATEN some of the baddest in this place; TEST ME. I’m going into this match, knowing nothing of the stipulation, facing off against an unknown and a known face. I don’t know Mason Joseph, but I do known Abby Park.
Abby you and I...there is a competitive connection between us! When I look at you Abby, I know I’m in for a good fight. I can sense it within my body, as if a surge of electricity hit me. The Big L is going to get a good ass kickin’ from you. The Big L is going to get your fight, he’s going to get your grit, he’s gonna get that Abby Park that won’t hesitate to plant feet in The Big L’s face. Abby Park is a badass lil’ mama hellbent on destruction, and The Big L SHIVERS WITH PLEASURE knowing that he’s gettin’ that in San Diego!!!
Your fire burns just as bright as mine Abby. You got it inside of you, it’s always been there. The Big L would be a fool--MASON JOSEPH would be a fool into thinking your chances are slim in this match. I respect you, I know you’re a threat, and believe me, I don’t take you lightly. The Big L is in for a tough match. Russian Roulette is going to be a game changer, it’s gonna be the defining moment for us three. We don’t know what the Hell is going to happen, but y’know what...that’s the beauty of it! We’re going to go to the RIMAC Arena completely blind as to what they’re going to throw at us! We’re all on even ground. But The Big L will tell you this right now: It don’t matter what the match is; Doesn’t matter the circumstances, He will do everything, and The Big L means EVERYTHING in his power to WIN!! When in doubt… Don’t Count Me Out.
San Diego was as busy as ever, and here I was inside of a gym trying to keep myself busy. I visited Victoria, apologized entirely for missing her text messages of love and support then went right back to work. I remember going to her, telling her my worst fear, telling her that I was afraid; For the very first time I felt...mortal. Each time I picked up those weights, it felt as if I was trying to lift my burdens away. The clanging and banging noises, the struggle, and the sweat...it helped me overcome my phobia. I continued to lift, my headphones blasting. Through the mirror in front of me I saw someone, a guy dressed in rags getting kicked out.
The guy got shoved out of the gym area, maybe the homeless. Even on this side you had people who were still down on their luck. I watched the entire thing, the owner of the place was shoving him, treating him like a stray dog. I kept watching, for some reason I felt so engaged--I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I use to have those low points in my life; Where people treated you like shit, and no one cared or wanted to help you. I took my headphones off slowly and continued to watch on…
Gym Owner: Listen, I keep telling your ass to get the fuck away from my place! You have no money, you don’t have a membership, and you’re scaring my members away so...GET….LOST!!
Homeless Man: It’s damn near 100 degrees out here can’t I just cool off…?
Gym Owner: NO, BAKE out there if you want, I don't give a fuck. The people here don’t want you around. Go away or else I’m callin’ the cops!! That was pretty harsh. The guy begins to slowly walk off. In that moment of my eavesdropping I suddenly had my things packed up and I began to follow the guy. It was blazing outside and here this guy was, sweating his ass off in this heat. I tried to catch up to him as quick as possible...
Steve Lenton: Hey, hey, hey excuse me man...hey...!He turns around quickly, but then ignores me. He continues to walk, I catch up to him and put a hand on his shoulder. Naturally he jerks away and looks me up and down. Looking up close at him he had some age on him. He was a black man, looked like he hadn't slept in weeks. He had a scruffy beard and his hair was tied in dreadlocks. I sigh and then try and talk with him.
Steve Lenton: I saw what happened back there in the gym--Homeless Man: FUCK that place, they act like I'ma piece of shit for wantin' to not die in this heat. Man motherfuckers will bend their asses backwards for the "PROPER"-ass people in this city. I bet if I waved $50 in his honky ass face I could get in!Steve Lenton: Look, that shit ain't right, I get that. I was just wondering if I could make it up to you.Homeless Man: Man you ain't got shit I want, thanks but no thanks. I'm better off out here tryna find something for myself.Steve Lenton: Look, let me buy you a meal at least. I know a lot of people aren't really open-minded to helpin' a guy like you. Just...let me help...please?
Homeless Man: You some kind of weird ass nigga who gets his rocks off by helpin' bums? I laugh and shake my head.
Steve Lenton: Nah, I was just brought up better than that. "Help your fellow man"...all that type of righteous shit. He looked me up and down, then shrugs his shoulders.
Homeless Man: A free meal is a free meal I guess. We walked together and talked for a bit. His man was Donald, he had been homeless for three years now. He use to run his own business, a small little clothing store out in a small neighborhood. His building caught on fire and he lost everything. We sat down out on the beach, he kept telling me stories of the times when he was a kid, going through high school, graduating. He was the first in his house to get his diploma and the first to run his own business. Hard work and time, and all of it gone just like that. I knew that story all too well. He sat there, eating his sandwich, telling me his stories.
Donald: Back in the day...I always wanted to have a big business. I was gonna go to college, I had good grades; But the money...I had to work now, know what I'm sayin'? I took odd jobs, bounced around a lot. Worked fast food, retail, I was a janitor. I always liked workin', but I wanted something of my own. Streets are back my man, around here, these beaches, all these white people moving along without a care in the world; They don't go into the bad neighborhoods...I wanted to do something for the community...got my money together...and I got a nice small retail store. Clothes for the lil' kids and young guys. Steve Lenton: Sounds like you had a plan. Donald: Everyone does at the start. We don't see the bad that can happen. God must have told me that wasn't for me, so I've been on this long ass quest to get back on my feet. Three years man, three long ass years, nothing. No one wants to take someone who looks like a goddamn Gremlin. Steve Lenton: ...You can't stop tryin'. A lot of times you're gonna feel like the struggle isn't worth it. However if you keep going something good is BOUND to happen. Donald: Man who you tellin'? I ain't one of them suckers who goes mopin' around cryin' that old song man. I'm too damn strong to be actin' like that. If I'ma get the Hell outta here, I'ma work for it. No one held my hand when I started out, and no one will now. Steve Lenton: ...I feel you there. Donald: Young fella lemme tell you something, take it from me: Life...it'll beat your ass down. We gotta fight back...always fight back...never stop. Because when you let that bitch know, "I'm not gonna let you beat me up no more." she's gonna give and then...you'll reach the other side. Maaaannnn, when I get back on my feet, I'ma buy a new home...get a ton of food, some new shoes...gonna live it up. I'll start another store...and someday...somehow...I'll start all over again. He had so much strength...he made me feel weak. I smirked and pat'em on the shoulder.
Steve Lenton: Look man... I got for my wallet.
Steve Lenton: Lemme give you something-- Donald: Look you were a kind enough spirit to give my ass lunch, you've done enough. Just...don't stop believing, keep being this person, a person of good like God intended you to be. It was just to sit down and let somebody know I was SOMEBODY know what I'm sayin'. You a good dude Steve...keep doin' you young man... I sighed, looking down at him. I reached in my wallet anyway and spotted him $50. I sat it down beside him and got up.
Steve Lenton: Try and stay up.
Donald: Never stopped.I picked up my bag and began to head to the hotel. Donald sat there for a moment, looking at the money. He picked it up and placed it in his back pocket and watched me walk off. He smirked some and shook his head lightly before heading off to go get some stuff for rest of the day. He was strong...powerful...a person who people could learn from. We fall, and sometimes it takes time to get back up. Donald was the prime example of someone who knew his situation was dire but he wasn't going to cry about it. We all have to face our deepest, darkest moments head on. I've done so in the past...football...wrestling...life....it all comes...and it all goes. What was happening in EXODUS was a dark time and God knows that I wouldn't wish this upon anyone. But if we're going to want change, and if we're gonna wat to move forward...we have to fight... And never stop fighting. The Big L stood before you in His normal stance. His body language proud, filled with bravado and confidence. Through His sunshades a steely glare beaming at the camera lens. I stood out in the public, out in the sun and heat. The camera keeps rolling...and The Big L began.
Steve Lenton: The Big L comes to San Diego, California, ready for a fight! Not just his Russian Roulette Match against Abby Park and Mason Joseph, no, no, no. He's talkin' about this WAR against Gods and Monsters! The Big L has shown his fear, he has shown that he fears that the place that he loves with ALL of his heart is going to die. It will die at the hands of Gods and Monsters and I know deep down if I don't want that, we have to take action NOW!!! I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I am sick and tired of these bastards trying to tear down something good, and I am SICK...AND TIRED....OF MAGNUS GUNNER!!! I am sick of his voice, I am sick of his preaching, I am SICK OF HIM PERIOD and when he is gone, when we DEFEAT him for good, THEN....THEN will EXODUS have PEACE!!! But we'll get into that another time. See I got Abby Park and Mason Joseph waitin' for me in this match up. Abby Park a badass, someone I respect, someone I know too damn well. Abby knows we've done this a million times, she know that what is going to come about in this match. Mason Joseph, a brooding, whiny lil' ass who wants to step on Abby and me, well Mason you better have a big ass shoe, because you will NOT step over two of EXPro's mainstays as if we're just something to cast aside. Lemme tell you something JACK, if you wanna try to come at The Big L, you better do that shit QUICK! You wanna make a name for yourself?! You better hope to GOD I'm not hungry because in a match like this I STAY MOTIVATED!!! NOTHING CAN STAND IN MY WAY, NOTHING CAN STOP ME!!! I will do everything in my power to win!! San Diego, California in the RIMAC Arena will see The Big L BEAT THE ODDS!! He will come in, he will put in his work and put on a SHOW!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, PLACE YOUR BETS!!! BECAUSE IN THIS RUSSIAN ROULETTE MATCH, YOU BETTER RECOGNIZE FOR YOU...YOU ALWAYS BET...BLACK!!!The Big L marches out of the scene...the camera stays still...and then.
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Post by PANTHRO on Aug 15, 2014 15:19:49 GMT -6
Be a Firefighter. Bitches love firefighters. Lemme spray you wit muh hose gurl.
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Post by PANTHRO on Aug 15, 2014 14:17:25 GMT -6
Hey, I might need an extension, they've got me working this entire weekend. I FUCKING HATE WENDY'S SO GODDAMN MUCH!!!! But yes, I'll need an extension for this Triple Threat. =/
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Post by PANTHRO on Aug 10, 2014 10:50:39 GMT -6
1) If you could change anyone's entrance theme in EXODUS, what would it be to and why?I'd change Furor's to "Empire" by Machinae Supremacy. I fucking love you. They're my favourite band. ...I must paint you...
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Post by PANTHRO on Aug 10, 2014 0:43:31 GMT -6
1) If you could change anyone's entrance theme in EXODUS, what would it be to and why?I'd change Furor's to "Empire" by Machinae Supremacy. o-o It's catchy, has that dark feeling to it, pretty enigmatic. 2) What are the three main TV shows you're watching right now?Orange is the New Black Daily Show Drunk History 3) What's your favorite fast food joint?What-a-Burger. 4) Marvel or DC and why?Marvel. And you wanna know why? Oh, you're about to get this work. See this motherfucker right here?: This boys and girls is Captain AMERICA, aka Steve Rogers, but you can call him "Sir". This bad ass motherfucker goes from being a skinny kid from an poor Irish family to a BLUE EYED, BLONDE HAIRED, NAZI BALL-BUSTIN' WARMACHINE!!!! You wanna know what killed Hitler?! Not some pussy ass fucking cyanide pill, no, fuck History Class!!! What happened, was Hitler fucked with the wrong country. See, payback is a bitch and Hitler was in debt to Captain America, his debt?! HIS FUCKING LIFE!!! So Captain America, fucks Hitler in his ass and makes him humble, then snaps his neck like a twig and wins WWII for the boys back home. BUT WAIT...THERE'S A BOMB BEING SET OFF?! GASSSSSP!!!! Shut the fuck up dickass, Cap'n's got this shit while you go pee yourself knowing that this badass Hitler anal virginity conqueror has to save your sorry asses again!!! AND HE DOES, LIKE GODDAMN JESUS, HE SACRIFICES HIMSELF FOR AMERICA!!! (FUCK YEAH) BUT CHECK THIS OL'FLY SHIT OUT THO: HE ISN'T DEAD!!! NO SEE, DEATH, THAT BIG SCARY THING PEOPLE ARE MOST AFRAID OF, Y'KNOW.... DEATH?! That wimp was too damn scared of Captain America's SWOLE ASS MANLINESS that he didn't wanna off this badass motherfucker!!! So he LIVED...FOR NEARLY A NEW CENTURY!!! You wanna symbol for America?! Wanna stop wars?! HELL wanna scare Kim Jong Un's Porky Pig lookin' ass?! Send this beautiful son of a bitch to his doorstep!! He deserves a T-bone steak and a blowjob for saving our asses so many times. CAPTAIN AMERICA!!!! (*insert a FUCKIN' METAL guitar solo*). So yeah, Marvel's pretty cool you guise. :l 5) What's the last great video game you've played? Shovel Knight...I gotta....I-I gotta dig things...excuse me. So much...DIGGING.
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