| AirCroft | Date: Saturday, 2011/07/30, 0:52 AM | Message # 1 |
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| The Unexpected Blessing 
In the hospital bed lays Edward Croft after that hellacious attack he had suffered at the hands of Trevor Hyatt his now former best friend. He was delivering a speech about the first round of the Quest for Glory tournament when he was blindsided and when it looked like he could fight back he was further beaten. The fork lift couldn’t stop him from achieving his destiny and neither can Chris Tolwar as well. He was entering the ring with a battered animal but this battered animal was going to give him all he’s got and some proverbial hell as well. The bandaged Croft lied in bed coughing in intervals in so much pain and agony. To tell you the truth he never felt this way before until this very moment and he didn’t like being vulnerable of appearing that way to his loyal fans. He sat up briefly under the hot lights piercing downward like into his mortal soul in an instant. The broad horizons are zeroing on this young warrior as the nurses, doctors and visitors swarm the outside slowly not gracing anyone’s until sure of their assignments. A few days past and Croft is able to leave the intensive care unit in a great mood walking down the street without much on his mind except his girlfriend Sarah Hyatt while things seemed moving fast he saw her. He peered inside of the window of a Manhattan Diner and then walked in with his Designer shades, Black Calvin Klein Shirt, Black Levis & Black penny Loafers. He walked right up to Sarah and hugged her as she was crying and they calmly sat down eying each other for what seemed like a couple of hours tops. He brushed her hair out of her face and looked at his delicate beauty. She meant the world to him and nothing was going to stand in his way of capturing success in this company what so ever and that also goes to for his chump of an opponent. He claimed his mortal soul in the Bad Ass Invitational and what made this any different or less than perfect here. The sheer fact was he was better than Mike King’s absurd pupil any way down the middle, split the atoms and that said something. It spoke volumes of how brain will always conquer the unresolved mind of brawn that’s waging war with common sense. Tolwar doesn’t have common sense to know he’s stepping into a room with a rabid beast and the room is that Shatter Point ring and this rabid dog will tear his ass up. Piece by piece until his message rings out like the liberty bell in Philadelphia, PA that his victims were an endangered species and that Croft was a man possessed and will hunt them down.
Edward Croft: “Your brother doesn’t understand what it took for me to even step foot into the squared circle and he excuses me of jealously. I’m not jealous of you Trevor and you are a Johnny come lately as well as Mister Tolwar. What did either of you accomplish lately but falter in the levels of blatant obscurity unmentioned to the untrained human eye. Believe your own hype and all that nonsensical bull shit if it makes you sleep better at night from the nightmares. The nightmares of you never amounting to anything my little friend. You must have not undergone enough psychological screenings as I have to know about the human brain. The amount of drugs and false apparitions in your mine can make you a shell of what you used to be and at Shatter point I’m going to crush your shell Tolwar. I’m going to cut deep into your skin and leave no room for imagination. It’s like we can’t get away from one another, almost like we are joined at the hip. Almost a year now and I’ve had to look over to the other side of that ring and see you Mister Tolwar still defiant as ever. You should be proud of yourself bro as you were a part of history my friends. You were part of the collaboration that did what many thought was the unthinkable…you brought me down. You should have been riding high after that my friends but as I warned you afterwards, my wrath would not end quickly. Did you honestly believe that I was just going to go away after my undefeated streak was broken? I don’t think so. I told you before that I am happy it is over now Tolwar, because I get to start an entirely new streak to cement my legacy all over again. CZW was the past and yes I claimed the Bad Ass thing but you made me falter into obscurity after that as you took me to my limits. So again you were the indirect end to my fucking Undefeated Streak… And then you now you become another part of history only a year afterwards when you become the first victim of the evolution of Canada, two different experiences, and one individual…you have a lot on your plate it seems? But what troubles you are that in each one of these cases, the end result for Chris Tolwar is that he ends up on his back, a victim of my wrath, listening to a three count. Once this has happened and now the second one is high fricking stakes. I can hear your heart beating now and the anger building inside of you, you want to stop me don’t you, you need it to function now given everything that you have loss…but unfortunately that is not going to happen, and once again you are going to have to come to the realization that you just weren’t ready…once again.”
Edward Croft eyes the camera Chad Austin followed him around with didn’t seem phased at all in the slightest. He wanted Tolwar to see how he wanted his head on a silver platter and how vicious he had become after being a victim of a unmerciful attack. He got torn to shreds by his arch rival and nemesis now who he had once called his most closet acquaintance. What hurts the most is the fact he is coming into this match not at 100 percent a mere 62% healthy at best. But when in doubts you start to come to grips on an unreal universe and what Croft spoke was unreal but he made the fans believe. He made people believe him enough for him to gain unheard of wins against a high sorry of people left and fucking right. So right now his war cry for being an animal and a savage son of a bitch was anything less than to be taken as a mere joke and Saturday morning cartoon. Hell this wasn’t a laughing matter like the funny comics in the Sunday newspaper.
Edward Croft: “You were right about this being the final as it is just that, the final time that I show the world how inept you are when compared to my own determination. You may be one of the pioneers of a more hybrid style but that only means that you have endured it’s test and the rigmarole of every day trials and tribulations inside of that ring only to come to a point that you can’t move past, a moment in time where Chris Tolwar doesn’t have all of the answers. The first time you and I met you said that you had it all, the money, the power, the fame so that would incur that your life is perfect…so tell me now, is that fantasy that you are living that so perfect now? I took what you held dear, your credibility and crushed it underfoot, as you tried to do the same, and as a repeat performance I did to you one on one, with no one to assist either side, further validating what I’ve said all along…that you are just not ready to stand on this level with me, not now and possibly…not ever. But let allow you the pleasure of some pertinent information Tolwar…you are pretty good inside of the ring. I must present you the respect of stating that you are not completely incompetent and I can see how you have stayed a staple many promotions for their inception, so I don’t deny your claim of being an original…but it is just that regardless of your status of young blood or old head…it will end up being Edward Croft, the experience versus Tolwar, the unprepared. A new lit fire you say, a changed Tolwar you say…I hope so. I pray that you are not the same Chris Tolwar that I saw last week as the Tolwar last week was a short fused imbecile, and I don’t think the world can deal with a repeat performance of an imbecile standing in the headlights of an unstoppable object. Look at me and understand that I want you angry, enraged, and infuriated to a point of madness. Ruthless you say, ruthless is only a word that people use to describe those stepping out of the boundaries…I want you to be more than ruthless….I want you to be deadly. Put my life in jeopardy and cause me to rethink how far I am truly willing to go for a victory and then maybe, just maybe you will have a chance to stop me. See you still don’t see it yet, the clear and defined facts that have been right in front of you since the first time you saw my name against your own. I want stop or be destroyed because each night I am ready and damn willing to give my life…easily, for that victory. If my opponent is prepared to take it up that next notch then that’s where I am ready to go, willing to go, and able to bleed a sea of will and power across that ring…so that they know I am here. Chris … I have to thank you for the newfound direction that you have placed in front of me, the newly acquired focus that now stands before my eyes. See when I arrived I wanted only to prove my place in the scheme of things, only to show the world that I could stay in the middle of this world as a force to be reckoned with. But now, now that taste of blood is in the water and I want it, in the form of championship gold. It was you and speaking about the multitude of titles that I have held, the established career that I’m in control of, and every other accomplishment that I could fit into the diatribe that made things clear to me…it was time that I stepped my game up. So after those losses way back yonder that was supposed to set my back down to the lowest rungs of this sport. I made the decision that not only would the rest of my matches contain the vengeance of my previous lost undefeated streak, but also the static rage of wanting to stand as a champion…as the champion, that finally gets the point across that I will be etched in the annals of EWA and wrestling lore…as the one, true, warrior. So gear up Mister Tolwar cause just as you are bringing a new scope of your wrestling repertoire so shall I, and I promise you that the man you see come Shatter Point will be the one that haunts your dreams till the end of your time my friend.
That You Can Count On…”
Sarah whispers in Croft’s air after his promo that she’s six months pregnant he falls backward out of his chair onto the cold hard marble restaurant floor. He awoke later one to see chad Austin explain Hyatt is currently forbidden to see you at her own will. So she sneaks in at times and Croft chuckles at The Romeo & Juliet banter. But he does truly miss her and he will be with her again and he will make damn sure of it. He stands up and he looks into the camera for what seems to be the final time on this glorious day of a returning fire in his under belly. He straightens up and takes off his Calvin Klein shirt as the women inside the restaurant go ballistic. He shows the cracked ribs bandaged up tightly and then points wildly to the bandage on top of his forehead. He then takes off the bandage and beats into the cut getting bust open again and he starts laughing hysterically.
Edward Croft:” I’ve bled in many battles and many wars but this ends Tolwar!!! I will destroy your pathetic career and will end the reign of Mike Kings Fag & Roid connection. And maybe I mean Fag which is the British term for cigarette. Or do I mean that La Diva Gaga is a raging homosexual whose presence in this company spreads a foul disease. I swear on my unborn son that daddy’s going to get arrested come Shatter point… Because what I’m going to do to you is not legal outside of Iran territory… And in case you forgot Chris Tolwar I’m Canada’s Finest Bitch !!!”
~Fin?~
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