| Weezle | Date: Friday, 2011/06/17, 7:30 PM | Message # 1 |
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Group: EWA Roster
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Status: Offline
| Well, that didn’t exactly go as planned…
||Weezle watches a replay of Crimson Blaze nailing him with an Ace Crusher.||
Fuck me sideways…
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
Good on you Blaze. Good fucking job.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
I didn’t underestimate you, and a three-way involving two guys I’ve never met –and I never thought I’d say those words again in my life- can be a bitch of a way to learn someone’s moves… But good on you.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
But if you think I’m going to forget this, or let this go… you got another thing coming.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
Now some would say, “But Weezle, you didn’t lose the match!” Well…
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
NOT FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH!!
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
I didn’t come here to ‘not lose’. I didn’t come here to stand by and watch an ape of a man win… I came here to have my hand raised in victory. To make a god-damn impact. Instead…
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
Instead that happened.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
I’m a little pissed. A little disappointed. Not sad, no… not sad… but there’s a feeling. You ever get that feeling in the pit of yoru stomach? The one where you’re not sure if it’s a cramp or a really bad shit holding up? That’s how I feel.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
Kinda like how I felt right after you smashed my face.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
Asshole.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
And now… now I get thrown in to a six-man battle royal. Fucking lucky me. Hey, at least some familiar names this time. But… a match. A match is what I want.
||Weezle rewinds and watches it again.||
A real match. A one-on-one match is what I crave. I want another shot. I’m going to be walking around here feeling a little incomplete until this is settled. But… for now… the focus is on the task at hand.
||Weezle turns off the TV.||
A shot at a title shot… Gotta say, for not winning my first match, not a bad Pay-Per-View debut! Heh, at least I’m on the damn thing. So, now to see how well I can survive.
SNA, that old one-eyed bastard is rearing his ugly head around, and I’ve seen what that guy can do. I’ve seen him become the embodiment of pure evil, and I’ve seen him destroy not just a man’s career, but his will to live.
Cassandra Avery… I’ve seen her take down men with twice her experience and twice her size, and wipe the floor with them.
If I know that those two are going to be in the ring with me, I know I can’t let my guard down for a second. It’s going to be time to pull some game show shit. Outwit, out last, out survive! Fuck, do I owe CBS now?
Seriously though, I know, battle royal or not, this is going to be a shitstorm of activity. You let up for one second, and your head will be snapped clean off your shoulders before your ass hits the floor.
So, this time simply not-losing won’t be good enough. Time to make an impact.
Time to show EWA just what the fuck I came here for.
||Fade out||
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