Post by ZELDA on Apr 25, 2016 3:48:00 GMT
Adam Knite: Helms, you want to actually study or are you going to sit there playing your 3DS all night
Trent Helms: I object to that gross over simplification of my study habits.
Adam Knite: Oh lord…
Trent Helms: I can learn everything I need to know from Phoenix Wright here, and don’t you dare try to tell me otherwise.
Adam Knite: You’re the one who talked me into trying to get law degrees, you could at least pretend to try and take this seriously since I’m paying for it.
{Just as their conversation is starting to get ridiculous, yes I said starting to, Kelly walks in with a couple of plates with sandwiches on them. She hands out the plates and takes a small pat on the buttocks from Adam before turning away and heading back towards the kitchen.}
Adam Knite: Such a good wife… always delivering the sammiches. **wink**
Trent Helms: I object, that is sexist and highly inappropriate.
Adam and Kelly: **sigh**
Adam Knite: Helms… for the love of Christ it was a joke.
Trent Helms: If we are going to be considered legitimate professionals then we need to carry ourselves as such, don’t you think?
Adam Knite: Says the man holding a hot pink Nintendo 3DS!?
Trent Helms: You don’t have to yell… try to watch your temper. Judges don’t like that.
{Adam lowers his head in defeat, accepting the inevitable that he can’t win this fight against Trent. Instead he goes back to his sandwich and takes a bite before looking back down at his law books. However, it looks like Trent isn’t done saying words.}
Trent Helms: If I may Kelly, I’d like to approach the bench.
Kelly Fox: Please don’t make me a part of this stupid schtick.
Trent Helms: Kelly, I really need a sidebar.
Kelly Fox: Trent… I will hurt you…
Trent Helms: It’s serious… you seem to inadvertently put too much sun dried tomato aioli on this panini. If it pleases the court I would like to request another…
Kelly Fox: Helms. Just eat the goddamn sandwich.
{Fade out.}
They say revenge is a dish best served cold…
I say… it’s a dish best served without Adam Knite as the side salad.
You know Verona, I respect you. Ever since I chose you as the face of the final days of NCW. Ever since you defeated me in the final Collision main event. I looked at you like you were the man to lead the wrestling world into the future. I saw you as another me. Then you go and do something like this, and on one hand I want to applaud you for doing everything in your power to hold your top competitor down but on the other I just want to look you in the face and slap the taste out of your mouth for putting me… Adam Knite the Godfather of IWF into some random ass ridiculous tag team cluster match.
Yeah. That wasn’t happening.
Try again next time.
Now onto the matter at hand…
Another damn random cluster match, except now when I looka the list of opponants I see a bunch of nobodies, never wases and people I have no idea who the hell are. The only person I goddamn recognize is Todd and he’s going to be standing on the outside. I can trust him so I’m just going to assume his bitch of a partner is trustworthy as well. Me and Todd are great friends, so it’s a safe assumption.
“But Adam” you might ask… if you are talking about trusting this man, then why did you just call him a bitch? Well it’s simple… he’s a grown ass man who took his wife’s name when they got married, I believe if you go to a dictionary and look up the word “bitch” his picture is going to be right there staring back at you. Seriously dude… grow a pair. Who in the world takes their wife’s maiden name, oh that’s right.. A bitch. I mean, I am going to trust this dude thanks to his tag teaming with my good friend Todd, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let some pussy whipped bitch get the best of me here.
Then the rest of you… whoever you guys are. Meh.
That’s right. M. E. H. Meh. Except for Jayson Mathews.
Nighthawk? Please. I might have to resend my statement about Teddy Steele’s face being under “bitch” in the dictionary. Talk about a whining little twat who is so stuck on his past accomplishments that he can’t look forward at what he needs to do in the future to grow and become an even bigger success. “Oh, I did this somewhere else nobody has ever heard of that had about two other competent wrestlers so you should respect me, RESPECT ME!” Yeah… nobody gives a damn. How about you nut up and just accept the fact that you’re not perfect, and you’re not some great icon of the wrestling business. You have some good natural talent, you seem to be a decently hard worker… you just need to drop the whole attention whore act and work on actually getting people’s attention through your in ring work, instead of you’re asinine blabbering.
Then we got the incomparable Jayson Mathews. You know why I like Jayson Mathews? He’s a tough little bastard that’s why. The dude might never be the strongest or biggest dog in the fight, but I can tell you one thing, he’s got that moxie, that attitude to compete and will stand toe to toe with you. Being a 24/7 rule champion is no easy task but he stood up to the challenge. That’s a scrappy little guy who I have no problem telling you that I have grown to respect after seeing his work over the years.
If there is somebody that I’m genuinely pulling for in this business it’s that kid right here. Mathews is a pure quality and his passion, and his desire should be copied by every other fresh meat that walks into this business. No shame in losing to somebody who is hungry and giving it their all to be the best. Hell I’d offer to show the kid some of my wily veteran skills if he wanted… but I’m not entirely sure he would need it.
Jayson Mathews, no matter what happens in this match… you keep doing what you’re doing, fuck anybody who says that you can’t make it, because you’ve got what it takes to succeed.
Then there is the rest of you… yeah who really cares. You can win, you can come out of this triumphant and feel great about yourselves because of it, but lets be honest here. Who do you think everybody is tuning in to view in this match? You got me, Trent, and Todd… and two of those guys are going to be on the outside of the ring. Nobody is going to watch this match for Nighthawk… the most overbearing obnoxious twat on the roster, nobody is going to watch Teddy Steele... the king bitch of IWF. I’m not saying that you guys don’t have fans or that I’m so much better than you that you’ll never win. I’ve been around the business and training most of these young guys for too long to think that anybody is unbeatable. I’m just saying that there is a reason some of us can live comfortably for the entire rest of their lives off the money they’ve made in this business and there are you lower card guys who have to work and scrap for another 15 years before they can say the are ready for retirement.
This match is all about myself, about the King of your wrestling world being inside an IWF ring. You really think this cluster of a sham of a match is drawing attention because any of the rest of you? You really think it’s important to the wrestling business that you fools are teamed together? Of course not, the entire reason Helms and I are in this is to bring in the buys and we’re being paid a handsome amount to do so. You guys are the lower rung of the ladder and we’re sitting at the top right about that “do not stand past this point” sticker.
You want to pretend that you’re important… I get that. I fully expect to see all kinds of rebuttals about all that you’ve accomplished and everything that you’ve done for the business. You’re going to be irate over the fact that I called you a bunch of vanilla nobodys that nobody is going to remember in 20 years and I get it… you hate to hear it. You hate being told that you’re nothing, you hate having your abilities called out and you hate having to think about the fact that you just might not be the big draw that you thought you were… but I don’t deal with fallacies… it sucks, but as the old saying goes, the truth hurts.
You are bottom of the barrel, you are nothing but filler right now, I’m the draw here. I’m the king of the wrestling world… and frankly… I’m just better than you.
Deal with it.
Trent Helms: I object to that gross over simplification of my study habits.
Adam Knite: Oh lord…
Trent Helms: I can learn everything I need to know from Phoenix Wright here, and don’t you dare try to tell me otherwise.
Adam Knite: You’re the one who talked me into trying to get law degrees, you could at least pretend to try and take this seriously since I’m paying for it.
{Just as their conversation is starting to get ridiculous, yes I said starting to, Kelly walks in with a couple of plates with sandwiches on them. She hands out the plates and takes a small pat on the buttocks from Adam before turning away and heading back towards the kitchen.}
Adam Knite: Such a good wife… always delivering the sammiches. **wink**
Trent Helms: I object, that is sexist and highly inappropriate.
Adam and Kelly: **sigh**
Adam Knite: Helms… for the love of Christ it was a joke.
Trent Helms: If we are going to be considered legitimate professionals then we need to carry ourselves as such, don’t you think?
Adam Knite: Says the man holding a hot pink Nintendo 3DS!?
Trent Helms: You don’t have to yell… try to watch your temper. Judges don’t like that.
{Adam lowers his head in defeat, accepting the inevitable that he can’t win this fight against Trent. Instead he goes back to his sandwich and takes a bite before looking back down at his law books. However, it looks like Trent isn’t done saying words.}
Trent Helms: If I may Kelly, I’d like to approach the bench.
Kelly Fox: Please don’t make me a part of this stupid schtick.
Trent Helms: Kelly, I really need a sidebar.
Kelly Fox: Trent… I will hurt you…
Trent Helms: It’s serious… you seem to inadvertently put too much sun dried tomato aioli on this panini. If it pleases the court I would like to request another…
Kelly Fox: Helms. Just eat the goddamn sandwich.
{Fade out.}
They say revenge is a dish best served cold…
I say… it’s a dish best served without Adam Knite as the side salad.
You know Verona, I respect you. Ever since I chose you as the face of the final days of NCW. Ever since you defeated me in the final Collision main event. I looked at you like you were the man to lead the wrestling world into the future. I saw you as another me. Then you go and do something like this, and on one hand I want to applaud you for doing everything in your power to hold your top competitor down but on the other I just want to look you in the face and slap the taste out of your mouth for putting me… Adam Knite the Godfather of IWF into some random ass ridiculous tag team cluster match.
Yeah. That wasn’t happening.
Try again next time.
Now onto the matter at hand…
Another damn random cluster match, except now when I looka the list of opponants I see a bunch of nobodies, never wases and people I have no idea who the hell are. The only person I goddamn recognize is Todd and he’s going to be standing on the outside. I can trust him so I’m just going to assume his bitch of a partner is trustworthy as well. Me and Todd are great friends, so it’s a safe assumption.
“But Adam” you might ask… if you are talking about trusting this man, then why did you just call him a bitch? Well it’s simple… he’s a grown ass man who took his wife’s name when they got married, I believe if you go to a dictionary and look up the word “bitch” his picture is going to be right there staring back at you. Seriously dude… grow a pair. Who in the world takes their wife’s maiden name, oh that’s right.. A bitch. I mean, I am going to trust this dude thanks to his tag teaming with my good friend Todd, but I’ll be damned if I’m going to let some pussy whipped bitch get the best of me here.
Then the rest of you… whoever you guys are. Meh.
That’s right. M. E. H. Meh. Except for Jayson Mathews.
Nighthawk? Please. I might have to resend my statement about Teddy Steele’s face being under “bitch” in the dictionary. Talk about a whining little twat who is so stuck on his past accomplishments that he can’t look forward at what he needs to do in the future to grow and become an even bigger success. “Oh, I did this somewhere else nobody has ever heard of that had about two other competent wrestlers so you should respect me, RESPECT ME!” Yeah… nobody gives a damn. How about you nut up and just accept the fact that you’re not perfect, and you’re not some great icon of the wrestling business. You have some good natural talent, you seem to be a decently hard worker… you just need to drop the whole attention whore act and work on actually getting people’s attention through your in ring work, instead of you’re asinine blabbering.
Then we got the incomparable Jayson Mathews. You know why I like Jayson Mathews? He’s a tough little bastard that’s why. The dude might never be the strongest or biggest dog in the fight, but I can tell you one thing, he’s got that moxie, that attitude to compete and will stand toe to toe with you. Being a 24/7 rule champion is no easy task but he stood up to the challenge. That’s a scrappy little guy who I have no problem telling you that I have grown to respect after seeing his work over the years.
If there is somebody that I’m genuinely pulling for in this business it’s that kid right here. Mathews is a pure quality and his passion, and his desire should be copied by every other fresh meat that walks into this business. No shame in losing to somebody who is hungry and giving it their all to be the best. Hell I’d offer to show the kid some of my wily veteran skills if he wanted… but I’m not entirely sure he would need it.
Jayson Mathews, no matter what happens in this match… you keep doing what you’re doing, fuck anybody who says that you can’t make it, because you’ve got what it takes to succeed.
Then there is the rest of you… yeah who really cares. You can win, you can come out of this triumphant and feel great about yourselves because of it, but lets be honest here. Who do you think everybody is tuning in to view in this match? You got me, Trent, and Todd… and two of those guys are going to be on the outside of the ring. Nobody is going to watch this match for Nighthawk… the most overbearing obnoxious twat on the roster, nobody is going to watch Teddy Steele... the king bitch of IWF. I’m not saying that you guys don’t have fans or that I’m so much better than you that you’ll never win. I’ve been around the business and training most of these young guys for too long to think that anybody is unbeatable. I’m just saying that there is a reason some of us can live comfortably for the entire rest of their lives off the money they’ve made in this business and there are you lower card guys who have to work and scrap for another 15 years before they can say the are ready for retirement.
This match is all about myself, about the King of your wrestling world being inside an IWF ring. You really think this cluster of a sham of a match is drawing attention because any of the rest of you? You really think it’s important to the wrestling business that you fools are teamed together? Of course not, the entire reason Helms and I are in this is to bring in the buys and we’re being paid a handsome amount to do so. You guys are the lower rung of the ladder and we’re sitting at the top right about that “do not stand past this point” sticker.
You want to pretend that you’re important… I get that. I fully expect to see all kinds of rebuttals about all that you’ve accomplished and everything that you’ve done for the business. You’re going to be irate over the fact that I called you a bunch of vanilla nobodys that nobody is going to remember in 20 years and I get it… you hate to hear it. You hate being told that you’re nothing, you hate having your abilities called out and you hate having to think about the fact that you just might not be the big draw that you thought you were… but I don’t deal with fallacies… it sucks, but as the old saying goes, the truth hurts.
You are bottom of the barrel, you are nothing but filler right now, I’m the draw here. I’m the king of the wrestling world… and frankly… I’m just better than you.
Deal with it.
Well howdy there pardner.