Post by Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas on Aug 9, 2015 10:40:27 GMT -6
The Equation Remains
Monday, August 3, 2015
Los Angeles, CA
Studio de Yezir
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
"Beautiful look DeMarcus. Keep that up need the grit in the next few sweetheart."
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
"There we go Lord you make my job look so easy. Love it. Love it."
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!!
"Yaaaasss Marky perfect! We are going worldwide with this one baby."
Uggghh...I really hate this man. Well, I don't hate him. I just hates the way he speaks to me. Marky? No. Not in a million years. The cameraman's name is Yezir. No not his official name by any far stretch of the imagination but in this business with the right money and reputation you can be whoever you feel you should be and that's basically who he's become. Yezir, photographer to the stars.
It's even funny to hear me say that because with this being my 4th appointment with him I suppose it affords me some level of clout. I still believe I am a rookie on the rise but facts are I have now officially now been in the professional wrestling business for about a year. I'm a pretty decorated wrestler to this point. Nothing of titles to note but that will come in time but as far as this being my first year it has been a very positive ride. Something I do take pride in and plan on taking forward with this positive momentum. A momentum I am spanning between my other career.
Yes, I am a model. It is a part time ordeal but with my growing popularity and visualization upon television the more demand I seek to fulfill. My modeling contract is with YL Management under CEO Y'layna Bryant. She is more than my manager, she is my friend. There was a little something between us but it was never more than that. A drunken night turned into a lot of built up things released. We handled it as adults not wanting to be the ones mixing business and pleasure. She had her own situation as I had mine. It was during the time my girlfriend (now wife) and I were no longer together. We were at our ends of the relationship after my transgressions against her. I was mad at myself for allowing weakness to take control of me for allowing myself to give in to temptation and engage in someone outside of our relationship. I was lost but at the same time knew exactly what I wanted in the meantime. It was an odd time for me. A very awkward time. Everyone thinks I present myself to be some flawless being. I've had my hardships, I've had my failures, I've fallen--picked myself back up--and fallen again. There's no such thing as perfection. There's no such thing as untouchable. I am a man simply trying to do better than the day before and look better than most doing it. How I carry myself is a reflection of myself, will I ever be perfect? Of course not. Can I strive for it daily? Certainly.
It's been a learning curve for me even to this day to learn how to balance this career with my other endeavors. I want my priorities straight as well as plan ahead for my family to make sure they are never without the best. With the debacle that was my previous place of employment I have learned many things within it. Matters of trust, hard work, and earning your keep. Things that have come to mean very little in this business or for life in general. These things matter but in the grand scheme I focused to bring myself to the top and the entire time it was schemed for me to never reach such an achievement. So much so they tried to discipline me for not showing up when the reason for my missing presence was more than warranted. No matter how well you work, how hard you plan ahead, sometimes fate will not be in your favor. That hasn't deterred from my wanted goals or my dedication to reaching them. What it has given me is the biggest reminder of what is important. What must be highly focused upon versus what should be focused on. My family...why I do these endeavors. The fame, the glory...means nothing to me without the smiles of my sons and the kisses from my wife. One year...a full year in this life. What I've been through...what I've put myself through. A lesser man would have contemplated throwing in the towel giving up the dream. Then again the journey, the growth that can in turn be living the dream exactly how you always envisioned it. That is if you are looking at the whole picture wide enough. Something you can only envision understanding with panoramic life goggles.
"Ok booboo" Yezir fails his hands slightly. "We will break for 15 while I change the set here for a new lineup and wardrobe change."
I nod in his direction. I kept my verbal interaction and the very minimum with him. No, its nothing about his sexuality or life choices. It has more to do with his constant need to call me Marky...I grimace to myself hearing the name in my own subconscious. For all the names they reduced me to in High School I can only thank God 'Marky' never leaved their lips. I didn't have the maturity I have now back then. I might have just tried to choke them with my own two hands.
Leaving the set I walk over to the side of the studio near the rest area full of couches and few televisions. Sitting there already my manager Y'layna Bryant with a stack of paperwork in front of her and her cell phone near her ear.
"Yes....no.....I---yes I already took care of that." She looks up momentarily to see me approaching and focuses back on the conversation at hand. "Well it will be something I will address once I'm back at the office....Yes, won't be long at all. Alright. Goodbye."
Y'layna looks up toward me as I playfully drop on the couch on the other side of her sighing a bit before grabbing a cool bottle of water out of the mini fridge to my right.
"Another wardrobe change?" Y'layna asks.
"Giving a little minute rest before we continue, yes." I reply opening the water and drinking some. Y'layna nods in kind and a time of silence is shared between us. It wasn't the awkward type of silence but I could tell her gears were working up top. She had a right to have a number of questions. I didn't seek her counsel when I signed for the Honor Cup. At that point I didn't see the move as a big deal. At that time it was what I felt was best for me to increase my ability to make sure my body and skill set didn't plateau. I could have told her something thinking about it later. For everyone of my matches in PRIDE she was there beside me leading Gifted to the ring and making sure my contract was one of the best drawn up in this foundation. I thank her for that by doing as I should in the ring as well as all my other endeavors. I can imagine her feeling disregarded in a way for the action I just hoped she didn't feel that way.
Y'layna places the array of paperwork on the coffee table in front of both of us before looking up at me. "So, EXODUS...all paperwork signed and set? Fully cleared?"
I nod once again. Another business venture I handled on my own. Something I'm pretty sure she wanted a part in. As much as I sit here hoping she isn't feeling slighted about her absence in my recent moves I am hoping she can understand. This is the first time we have talked about these moves since they've occurred.
"I didn't plan for things to go this way but at the same time the timing of it all did make it seamless and with much less stress." I reply before taking another quick drink of the water. "I didn't mean to keep you in the dark. At first it was just the tournament. Something to make my edges sharpen more and then, well everything else just crumbled rapidly."
Y'layna nods but I still feel her lack of understanding.
"My initial plan was to take part in the Honor Cup Tournament. Try my hand with people outside of PRIDE. I looked to sharpen my skills and try my best outside of my station. A station I was one of the best in. You continue to climb by broadening horizons. The tournament came with a pay per performance base and once I either won or dealt with defeat I would return back to PRIDE with a little more experience under my belt. Then, after all of this Maxwell had his incident and the walls of integrity began to crumble among the PRIDE front office. With the rapport I've built with Jon Collins it only made sense to take advantage of the opportunity given. At this stage in my life I do not have time for visitations and the waiting game for companies to take their interest in me and make their offers. I am a man with a family and in need to keep the income as I have had up to this point going."
"You know I could've easily booked you more shoots to compensate. We would have handled this together. Partners in business as we are supposed to be." Y'layna replies looking dead at me. Yes, she did feel thrown aside. As sorry as I did feel for her current emotion I did not feel bad for taking my own destiny in hand and pressing forward.
"Yes, you are right. I know you could've taken the free time to book me in more photo shoots and shows but the fact is I am not here for the modeling career. Is it a part of my life that I appreciate? Yes. Do I enjoy the career? Indeed. But..." I pause for a moment to take another drink of water. "I did not show up to your head office looking for an opportunity in your next photo shoot. I did not come knocking to your front door inquiring on how to become your newest signer. I went to Knoxville Wrestling Institute. I knocked on their door. I sat upon their waiting list until a spot opened. I used the rest of my savings to relocate and hold home in Knoxville while I went to school. These are the things you do when priority comes to question. I am a wrestler Y'layna as well as a model but we both know which precedes the other. We both know which has my heart and soul in it. We both know where I am looking for ascend. Yes, I could have taken those photo shoots for the money but at the same time it would be time away from the craft I need to keep sharp for as long as possible. I am good in business matters. I am good with numbers as well. Jon Collins did not take advantage of me in my contract. I took a hold of my next move because after the implosion of my previous place of employment I had to dust myself off and regroup. In EXODUS, I can do that Y'layna. We can do that with the right work, time, and place. I am sorry Y'layna. I am but at the same time I know for me it was something I needed to do. Do you understand?"
Y'layna hesitated which worried me but seeing it in her eyes she understood where I was coming from.
"You are a part of the equation. Always have been apart of this equation. Without you I don't get the recognition nor the acclaim that is growing in both my careers. This is a new beginning and start with my first official match as a EXODUS Pro Wrestler. This is the time to assure each other and step forward into our increase in fortune and growth. I promise you Layna this was the best move for me at the time and I will make sure the both of us reap the benefits of joined worked. I have taken my previous knowledge and I have also learned from you. It wouldn't be right for me to step into this very first match without my manager by my side. Shall we break down the door just as we did before?" I look to Layna and nod wanting nothing to change here. I want the same equation in my life as always. An equation that has lead me well so far. I've had the same trainer and people backing me since the very beginning. As I rise so will they all I ask is that they remain on board.
"The equation will never change Gresham." Y'layna says with a smile. "All I ask is full disclosure when you can. Without communication this finely tuned machine will not work and I like my money so it better work." She laughs a little after her statement I smile in kind.
"Full disclosure. I understand. The equation isn't changing which only means greatness on the horizon. Alright I must be present at wardrobe." I rise from my seat and head toward the next outfit of plenty to get to work in. Time to give the public and EXODUS a glimpse of the future.
Zach Lifer...
Nick Kramer...
Lost One...
All three are ways to address the same man. All three ways I want to address him so that he does not mistake my words in anyway. These words are meant for him and I want to give him the utmost clarity. I have witnessed interactions with him and others. I have seen the result of interaction with him myself. I have watched him fail on almost every occasion in my place of previous employment. I have watched him come into the ring with his inner demons within seconds of consuming him making it very hard to believe he would be the one to unleash hell or wrath upon another. Yes, this is who I am addressing and I want you to listen closely.
.......listen very closely....
You are...a spurious fool. A man of ill character and droll logic who acts as if he's one of superior reasoning and morality. You are deficient in many ways but none of them as bad as your in ring ability. I have sat by and watched you get destroyed time after time after time only for you to return to the ground zero position, without foundation or anything else to stand upon and still try to lay claim that you are the man of the future that you ware a harbinger of revenge and comeuppance. That you will be the tool that changes EXODUS Pro forever.
This is where the Lost One name comes into play sir. It's where it comes into play masterfully. You may have done your wrongs we all have done our wrongs but the here is now is the only thing you can truly control and if you think I'm going to sit here and allow you to take control of this match. Make my true introduction to EXODUS Pro as one of their newest signed talents return void, you do not know Gifted.
For all the time we spent back at the other establishment. The lesser place of employment. I find it very odd that you and and that fool Matthews are even choosing to address me or attempt to force my hand. You personally saw the devastation I laid there. The amount of bodies laid in my wake and you choose to line straight for me instead of standing aside? You choose to try to anger me instead of using the time to gain more safe distance between us. I just don't see the logic in spraying gas into an already roaring fire. Why continue to poke the bear as they say? And it's all very sad Nick all very disappointing to hear your misconceptions of me and who you stereotype me to be. It disheartening because as you try to find things and ways to rile yourself up you have no idea that all of your 'pep rally' tricks will all return void here. I am not an easily angered man. I am a man in control of himself. You don't like that truth because you Mr. Lifer are so out of control. So, flip at the slightest whim. I spoke to you upon social media and by my third or fourth sentence you had already come to the conclusion that you are going to do bodily damage to me beyond the normal call of a wrestling match. All because you didn't like how I replied to you.
I am not a God Kramer. I am far from the perfection and expectation that comes with claiming such a definition. I present myself and walk among you looking to be as Gifted a man as I can be. Oh and believe me I am Gifted. I will be showing you such in just a few days time. This is my official introduction to EXODUS Pro. People call my time in the Honor Cup defining in a way but at the same time it isn't the true introduction to my power nor my ability. I say that because I allowed the moment to intimidate me to some extent. Being public enemy number one means to come with everyone's disdain. Everyone's hatred. Everyone's pity. If anyone upon the roster fits that measure it would be you much more than I. Now I stand before you no longer an outside but dangerous to your plans all the same.
I am not a religious man Lifer. Do I believe in a Creator and higher power? Yes but never have you seen me walking to the ring handing out little orange bibles or watchtower pamphlets. You are not paying attention to what is in front of you. You have not seen me through the glasses of reality but would rather envision me with your own insane blinders to give you motivation. To give you drive. That is a weak concept Lost One. The fact that you must give a self dosage of fallacies and misconception to become empowered or otherwise driven. You need to find fault or reason to hate to even have a chance to defeat me and it still won't be enough. You hate religion? Great religion is castrating vehicle that has been used to place fences around man. I am not religious by no far stretch but I do understand it's need to contain and control the public. Without it and people believing we end up with people like you. Lost, doomed, a person without a soul or morals. An animal without compassion or love. An animal that needs to be put down.
You are a man seeking revenge you will not be getting it using my flesh as a stepping stone. This is a step in my new journey people want to see. The Gifted Man facing off against the man life has drained from time and time again. The Gift of Madness. More of your wounds self inflicted than anything else. As I told you. You do indeed reap what you sow. What has your life shown you Nick? That you have sowed bad seeds. You have placed poison and despair into your own garden which is why you are now the wretch you've become. I've faced some of those opponents you have reaped you know. People you sowed bad seeds into and in turn they came back to nearly kill you. Brytain Rollins, a deep and dark history. Also an opponent I was able to best in the ring when skill met Gifted.
You are looking to main, hurt, and kill. You have your list of names one being my good friend Jon Collins. Jon Collins is a man of stature and he is not looking for me to fight his battles nor am I looking to fight for him. This is simply put my time to show EXODUS who I am and where I stand. I am exactly who I say I am and none of your perceived thoughts can change or adjust that fact Nick. Allow me to be your tool of enlightenment. Allow me to show you just how far this 'path' of revenge you will be able to travel before being thrown in a ditch in the most desolate of roads. I am a man here for the purity of the sport. This is the physical chess game. One of the best chess players in the world is no one year into his professional wrestling career. Remember who headlined PRIDE PPV's while you were getting the bottom set. Remember who's merchandise couldn't be produced fast enough for the demand of many wanting it. See, these are things you wish you were and because you are not, you hate me. Just childish play. Just a unnecessary route to drive upon. I am a beautiful man you hate that a model can be so good looking yet meet your strength and brutality stride for stride. You hate that my family life is so harmonious. You hate the fact that even though I am not a well liked man overall I am still respected and revered in my one year in this business more than you ever have in your entire life.
A self loathing schlub blaming everyone else for his current position in life. Grow young man. Learn from the seeds you've sown. Stop looking at others as a reflection of self. Stop looking to me and hating yourself. I am a Gifted man and that is something you will never be. Stop looking for ways to enrage yourself to give yourself that fire before coming into the ring with me. I will put those fires out with the very first slam to the mat. You are not a better technician than I. You are not stronger than I. You are not smarter than I. You say that I am not a fighter.
You are right, I am not a fighter. I am once again something you wish for but will never be.
I am a conqueror. And you will be the first example in EXODUS Pro in bending to my will.
Stay enlightened.
Monday, August 3, 2015
Los Angeles, CA
Studio de Yezir
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
"Beautiful look DeMarcus. Keep that up need the grit in the next few sweetheart."
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!
"There we go Lord you make my job look so easy. Love it. Love it."
FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!!
"Yaaaasss Marky perfect! We are going worldwide with this one baby."
Uggghh...I really hate this man. Well, I don't hate him. I just hates the way he speaks to me. Marky? No. Not in a million years. The cameraman's name is Yezir. No not his official name by any far stretch of the imagination but in this business with the right money and reputation you can be whoever you feel you should be and that's basically who he's become. Yezir, photographer to the stars.
It's even funny to hear me say that because with this being my 4th appointment with him I suppose it affords me some level of clout. I still believe I am a rookie on the rise but facts are I have now officially now been in the professional wrestling business for about a year. I'm a pretty decorated wrestler to this point. Nothing of titles to note but that will come in time but as far as this being my first year it has been a very positive ride. Something I do take pride in and plan on taking forward with this positive momentum. A momentum I am spanning between my other career.
Yes, I am a model. It is a part time ordeal but with my growing popularity and visualization upon television the more demand I seek to fulfill. My modeling contract is with YL Management under CEO Y'layna Bryant. She is more than my manager, she is my friend. There was a little something between us but it was never more than that. A drunken night turned into a lot of built up things released. We handled it as adults not wanting to be the ones mixing business and pleasure. She had her own situation as I had mine. It was during the time my girlfriend (now wife) and I were no longer together. We were at our ends of the relationship after my transgressions against her. I was mad at myself for allowing weakness to take control of me for allowing myself to give in to temptation and engage in someone outside of our relationship. I was lost but at the same time knew exactly what I wanted in the meantime. It was an odd time for me. A very awkward time. Everyone thinks I present myself to be some flawless being. I've had my hardships, I've had my failures, I've fallen--picked myself back up--and fallen again. There's no such thing as perfection. There's no such thing as untouchable. I am a man simply trying to do better than the day before and look better than most doing it. How I carry myself is a reflection of myself, will I ever be perfect? Of course not. Can I strive for it daily? Certainly.
It's been a learning curve for me even to this day to learn how to balance this career with my other endeavors. I want my priorities straight as well as plan ahead for my family to make sure they are never without the best. With the debacle that was my previous place of employment I have learned many things within it. Matters of trust, hard work, and earning your keep. Things that have come to mean very little in this business or for life in general. These things matter but in the grand scheme I focused to bring myself to the top and the entire time it was schemed for me to never reach such an achievement. So much so they tried to discipline me for not showing up when the reason for my missing presence was more than warranted. No matter how well you work, how hard you plan ahead, sometimes fate will not be in your favor. That hasn't deterred from my wanted goals or my dedication to reaching them. What it has given me is the biggest reminder of what is important. What must be highly focused upon versus what should be focused on. My family...why I do these endeavors. The fame, the glory...means nothing to me without the smiles of my sons and the kisses from my wife. One year...a full year in this life. What I've been through...what I've put myself through. A lesser man would have contemplated throwing in the towel giving up the dream. Then again the journey, the growth that can in turn be living the dream exactly how you always envisioned it. That is if you are looking at the whole picture wide enough. Something you can only envision understanding with panoramic life goggles.
"Ok booboo" Yezir fails his hands slightly. "We will break for 15 while I change the set here for a new lineup and wardrobe change."
I nod in his direction. I kept my verbal interaction and the very minimum with him. No, its nothing about his sexuality or life choices. It has more to do with his constant need to call me Marky...I grimace to myself hearing the name in my own subconscious. For all the names they reduced me to in High School I can only thank God 'Marky' never leaved their lips. I didn't have the maturity I have now back then. I might have just tried to choke them with my own two hands.
Leaving the set I walk over to the side of the studio near the rest area full of couches and few televisions. Sitting there already my manager Y'layna Bryant with a stack of paperwork in front of her and her cell phone near her ear.
"Yes....no.....I---yes I already took care of that." She looks up momentarily to see me approaching and focuses back on the conversation at hand. "Well it will be something I will address once I'm back at the office....Yes, won't be long at all. Alright. Goodbye."
Y'layna looks up toward me as I playfully drop on the couch on the other side of her sighing a bit before grabbing a cool bottle of water out of the mini fridge to my right.
"Another wardrobe change?" Y'layna asks.
"Giving a little minute rest before we continue, yes." I reply opening the water and drinking some. Y'layna nods in kind and a time of silence is shared between us. It wasn't the awkward type of silence but I could tell her gears were working up top. She had a right to have a number of questions. I didn't seek her counsel when I signed for the Honor Cup. At that point I didn't see the move as a big deal. At that time it was what I felt was best for me to increase my ability to make sure my body and skill set didn't plateau. I could have told her something thinking about it later. For everyone of my matches in PRIDE she was there beside me leading Gifted to the ring and making sure my contract was one of the best drawn up in this foundation. I thank her for that by doing as I should in the ring as well as all my other endeavors. I can imagine her feeling disregarded in a way for the action I just hoped she didn't feel that way.
Y'layna places the array of paperwork on the coffee table in front of both of us before looking up at me. "So, EXODUS...all paperwork signed and set? Fully cleared?"
I nod once again. Another business venture I handled on my own. Something I'm pretty sure she wanted a part in. As much as I sit here hoping she isn't feeling slighted about her absence in my recent moves I am hoping she can understand. This is the first time we have talked about these moves since they've occurred.
"I didn't plan for things to go this way but at the same time the timing of it all did make it seamless and with much less stress." I reply before taking another quick drink of the water. "I didn't mean to keep you in the dark. At first it was just the tournament. Something to make my edges sharpen more and then, well everything else just crumbled rapidly."
Y'layna nods but I still feel her lack of understanding.
"My initial plan was to take part in the Honor Cup Tournament. Try my hand with people outside of PRIDE. I looked to sharpen my skills and try my best outside of my station. A station I was one of the best in. You continue to climb by broadening horizons. The tournament came with a pay per performance base and once I either won or dealt with defeat I would return back to PRIDE with a little more experience under my belt. Then, after all of this Maxwell had his incident and the walls of integrity began to crumble among the PRIDE front office. With the rapport I've built with Jon Collins it only made sense to take advantage of the opportunity given. At this stage in my life I do not have time for visitations and the waiting game for companies to take their interest in me and make their offers. I am a man with a family and in need to keep the income as I have had up to this point going."
"You know I could've easily booked you more shoots to compensate. We would have handled this together. Partners in business as we are supposed to be." Y'layna replies looking dead at me. Yes, she did feel thrown aside. As sorry as I did feel for her current emotion I did not feel bad for taking my own destiny in hand and pressing forward.
"Yes, you are right. I know you could've taken the free time to book me in more photo shoots and shows but the fact is I am not here for the modeling career. Is it a part of my life that I appreciate? Yes. Do I enjoy the career? Indeed. But..." I pause for a moment to take another drink of water. "I did not show up to your head office looking for an opportunity in your next photo shoot. I did not come knocking to your front door inquiring on how to become your newest signer. I went to Knoxville Wrestling Institute. I knocked on their door. I sat upon their waiting list until a spot opened. I used the rest of my savings to relocate and hold home in Knoxville while I went to school. These are the things you do when priority comes to question. I am a wrestler Y'layna as well as a model but we both know which precedes the other. We both know which has my heart and soul in it. We both know where I am looking for ascend. Yes, I could have taken those photo shoots for the money but at the same time it would be time away from the craft I need to keep sharp for as long as possible. I am good in business matters. I am good with numbers as well. Jon Collins did not take advantage of me in my contract. I took a hold of my next move because after the implosion of my previous place of employment I had to dust myself off and regroup. In EXODUS, I can do that Y'layna. We can do that with the right work, time, and place. I am sorry Y'layna. I am but at the same time I know for me it was something I needed to do. Do you understand?"
Y'layna hesitated which worried me but seeing it in her eyes she understood where I was coming from.
"You are a part of the equation. Always have been apart of this equation. Without you I don't get the recognition nor the acclaim that is growing in both my careers. This is a new beginning and start with my first official match as a EXODUS Pro Wrestler. This is the time to assure each other and step forward into our increase in fortune and growth. I promise you Layna this was the best move for me at the time and I will make sure the both of us reap the benefits of joined worked. I have taken my previous knowledge and I have also learned from you. It wouldn't be right for me to step into this very first match without my manager by my side. Shall we break down the door just as we did before?" I look to Layna and nod wanting nothing to change here. I want the same equation in my life as always. An equation that has lead me well so far. I've had the same trainer and people backing me since the very beginning. As I rise so will they all I ask is that they remain on board.
"The equation will never change Gresham." Y'layna says with a smile. "All I ask is full disclosure when you can. Without communication this finely tuned machine will not work and I like my money so it better work." She laughs a little after her statement I smile in kind.
"Full disclosure. I understand. The equation isn't changing which only means greatness on the horizon. Alright I must be present at wardrobe." I rise from my seat and head toward the next outfit of plenty to get to work in. Time to give the public and EXODUS a glimpse of the future.
Zach Lifer...
Nick Kramer...
Lost One...
All three are ways to address the same man. All three ways I want to address him so that he does not mistake my words in anyway. These words are meant for him and I want to give him the utmost clarity. I have witnessed interactions with him and others. I have seen the result of interaction with him myself. I have watched him fail on almost every occasion in my place of previous employment. I have watched him come into the ring with his inner demons within seconds of consuming him making it very hard to believe he would be the one to unleash hell or wrath upon another. Yes, this is who I am addressing and I want you to listen closely.
.......listen very closely....
You are...a spurious fool. A man of ill character and droll logic who acts as if he's one of superior reasoning and morality. You are deficient in many ways but none of them as bad as your in ring ability. I have sat by and watched you get destroyed time after time after time only for you to return to the ground zero position, without foundation or anything else to stand upon and still try to lay claim that you are the man of the future that you ware a harbinger of revenge and comeuppance. That you will be the tool that changes EXODUS Pro forever.
This is where the Lost One name comes into play sir. It's where it comes into play masterfully. You may have done your wrongs we all have done our wrongs but the here is now is the only thing you can truly control and if you think I'm going to sit here and allow you to take control of this match. Make my true introduction to EXODUS Pro as one of their newest signed talents return void, you do not know Gifted.
For all the time we spent back at the other establishment. The lesser place of employment. I find it very odd that you and and that fool Matthews are even choosing to address me or attempt to force my hand. You personally saw the devastation I laid there. The amount of bodies laid in my wake and you choose to line straight for me instead of standing aside? You choose to try to anger me instead of using the time to gain more safe distance between us. I just don't see the logic in spraying gas into an already roaring fire. Why continue to poke the bear as they say? And it's all very sad Nick all very disappointing to hear your misconceptions of me and who you stereotype me to be. It disheartening because as you try to find things and ways to rile yourself up you have no idea that all of your 'pep rally' tricks will all return void here. I am not an easily angered man. I am a man in control of himself. You don't like that truth because you Mr. Lifer are so out of control. So, flip at the slightest whim. I spoke to you upon social media and by my third or fourth sentence you had already come to the conclusion that you are going to do bodily damage to me beyond the normal call of a wrestling match. All because you didn't like how I replied to you.
I am not a God Kramer. I am far from the perfection and expectation that comes with claiming such a definition. I present myself and walk among you looking to be as Gifted a man as I can be. Oh and believe me I am Gifted. I will be showing you such in just a few days time. This is my official introduction to EXODUS Pro. People call my time in the Honor Cup defining in a way but at the same time it isn't the true introduction to my power nor my ability. I say that because I allowed the moment to intimidate me to some extent. Being public enemy number one means to come with everyone's disdain. Everyone's hatred. Everyone's pity. If anyone upon the roster fits that measure it would be you much more than I. Now I stand before you no longer an outside but dangerous to your plans all the same.
I am not a religious man Lifer. Do I believe in a Creator and higher power? Yes but never have you seen me walking to the ring handing out little orange bibles or watchtower pamphlets. You are not paying attention to what is in front of you. You have not seen me through the glasses of reality but would rather envision me with your own insane blinders to give you motivation. To give you drive. That is a weak concept Lost One. The fact that you must give a self dosage of fallacies and misconception to become empowered or otherwise driven. You need to find fault or reason to hate to even have a chance to defeat me and it still won't be enough. You hate religion? Great religion is castrating vehicle that has been used to place fences around man. I am not religious by no far stretch but I do understand it's need to contain and control the public. Without it and people believing we end up with people like you. Lost, doomed, a person without a soul or morals. An animal without compassion or love. An animal that needs to be put down.
You are a man seeking revenge you will not be getting it using my flesh as a stepping stone. This is a step in my new journey people want to see. The Gifted Man facing off against the man life has drained from time and time again. The Gift of Madness. More of your wounds self inflicted than anything else. As I told you. You do indeed reap what you sow. What has your life shown you Nick? That you have sowed bad seeds. You have placed poison and despair into your own garden which is why you are now the wretch you've become. I've faced some of those opponents you have reaped you know. People you sowed bad seeds into and in turn they came back to nearly kill you. Brytain Rollins, a deep and dark history. Also an opponent I was able to best in the ring when skill met Gifted.
You are looking to main, hurt, and kill. You have your list of names one being my good friend Jon Collins. Jon Collins is a man of stature and he is not looking for me to fight his battles nor am I looking to fight for him. This is simply put my time to show EXODUS who I am and where I stand. I am exactly who I say I am and none of your perceived thoughts can change or adjust that fact Nick. Allow me to be your tool of enlightenment. Allow me to show you just how far this 'path' of revenge you will be able to travel before being thrown in a ditch in the most desolate of roads. I am a man here for the purity of the sport. This is the physical chess game. One of the best chess players in the world is no one year into his professional wrestling career. Remember who headlined PRIDE PPV's while you were getting the bottom set. Remember who's merchandise couldn't be produced fast enough for the demand of many wanting it. See, these are things you wish you were and because you are not, you hate me. Just childish play. Just a unnecessary route to drive upon. I am a beautiful man you hate that a model can be so good looking yet meet your strength and brutality stride for stride. You hate that my family life is so harmonious. You hate the fact that even though I am not a well liked man overall I am still respected and revered in my one year in this business more than you ever have in your entire life.
A self loathing schlub blaming everyone else for his current position in life. Grow young man. Learn from the seeds you've sown. Stop looking at others as a reflection of self. Stop looking to me and hating yourself. I am a Gifted man and that is something you will never be. Stop looking for ways to enrage yourself to give yourself that fire before coming into the ring with me. I will put those fires out with the very first slam to the mat. You are not a better technician than I. You are not stronger than I. You are not smarter than I. You say that I am not a fighter.
You are right, I am not a fighter. I am once again something you wish for but will never be.
I am a conqueror. And you will be the first example in EXODUS Pro in bending to my will.
Stay enlightened.
