Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2015 12:36:01 GMT -6
Potential. That seems to be the buzzword of the day. Everyone seems to want to peer into the future and put all kinds of value on potential. This person could be good. That person could be a world champion. This is a high stakes game of speculation. It seems nothing matters anymore but what could happen in the future. Winning titles? Nope could mean less to some people. Making money? Nope means nothing. Being the best wrestler on planet earth? Nope means dick. All about the Flavor of the Month.
The wrestling business seems to be about the next big thing rather than the ones who have been relied upon for years. Why do you think Al Envy and myself are always in the main event? Why do you think the Aaron Abrahams and the Ricky Cassels and the Owen Gonsalves and the Custard Creamers are not. The ones they all claimed had the high ceiling and bottomed out. The reason is fairly simple. But apparently some German fucknuts do not understand it.
Al Envy and I and Roger Wright and the like dominate the main event level because we choose to. Quite simply we do it because we fucking can. You can bring in all of the Sasha Footes and all the Ricky Molaris you want to. We will run them into the ground and they will be gone and forgotten. The men who built this place will continue to dominate it. The reason people like these so called Flavors of the Month are here is because people like Envy, Roger, Scarlet Styles, Jesse and myself made it the fucking place to be! Without us you would not be here. So before disrespecting us you might want to take a history lesson from the failures that proceed you.
Okay let me make one thing clear Rob Riot is bat shit crazy. I mean what kind of moron is trying to get out of an insane asylum acts more crazy than Charles Manson? Is he trying to make this shit more difficult? It makes me wonder if he even wants to escape from this place. I can make damned sure he never leaves if I so choose. Believe me that thought has come to my mind a lot more as of late but in the end I need him to make my goals happen.
“What’s up my nigguh? I have heard some rumblings as of late about you and my golden ticket trying to escape. My Nigguh that shit is never going to happen. So I have decided to give you guys a little company to keep an eye on you so you don’t do anything stupid. Meet your new roommate my bruh. This is Social Media Sal.”
The dude who stands in front of me is one fat fuck. He looks to be about 5’7 300 pounds of pure fat. He looks to have no social relevance whatsoever as he refuses to look at anything but his damned phone. Well this is going to be so much fun.
“Hey man what’s up?”
The kid does nothing but hit shit on his phone and leaves me in nothing but silence. I freely admit I was about to beat his ass for dissing me but I chose not to as Lil Shug laughs heartily. He shakes his head at me as he tries to explain the situation.
“He will not speak to you, my man. He only converses through social media. I had him add you on Facebook and he is now following you on twitter. This is the only way to speak to him. He is socially inept which is why he is here in the first place. I will give you two a minute to get acquainted and then you have a visitor.”
“Conjugal visit?”
“Only if you like fucking bald white dudes.”
“Shit!”
“Aiight I will let you go, bruh!”
My phone is suddenly vibrating as someone is trying to get a hold of me somehow. I was hoping it was not Jesse who is apparently in the waiting room looking to speak to me. Fuck that asshole let him wait for hours for all I care. My phone is retrieved that ALisa had arranged for me to have and Lil Shug does not seem to mind that I have. It was a twitter message from Social Media Sal.
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal Hi My Name is Social Media Sal. #Greetings
I thought Lil Shug was fuckin with me. I guess he was right about the fact this fat fuck only communicates through social media. God Damn this is going to be a touch irritating. You know like watching Rob Riot and Matthew Carter blame me for everything that goes wrong in their meaningless lives.
“Jesus Christ you are worse than Riot. You might be the most irritating person to ever live.”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal So I want you to do something for me. I want a contract with New Edge Wrestling. #getpaid.
“You fat fuck you have no athletic ability and cannot even speak properly. What the hell makes you think you can get a contract with New Edge Wrestling by using only a phone?”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal Worked for Sasha Foote #paymelikeher
“Fucking hell this shit is not going to happen. I am the damned legend in that place and people like her are only trying to get a taste. I am actually shocked that Envy didn’t sodomize her yet.
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal You have someone waiting to see you we will talk later. #talktoyourfriend
Good lord this was going to be a long ass day. Not only is the most irritating person on the planet waiting to speak to me but I have a dude who only communicates via social media driving me nuts. Seeing as I am where I am it only seems appropriate. Of course I am not drawing stick porn and breaking clocks and shit. Only that dip shit would write messages in human blood.
Jesse Styles is a man I have hated with a passion for more than six years. I find it hilarious that Rob thinks I am his pet. Let me make this clear I am no ones pet. So Rob might think he is being cute and shit but that is not reality. Of course Rob thinks he is going to fuck that big tittied skank Valora so obviously reality is a place he is not accustomed to being in.
Jesse does not appear to be in the best of moods. Now there is the shock of the century. Rob is insane and trying to make my job harder. Valora is a whore. Father Nathan thinks he is a relevant World Champion. Yeah some things never change.
“Okay asshole let’s get this over with. You and I have a match at Demented with Matthew Carter and Rob Riot. We all know you are not exactly the greatest team player in the world. If the teammate is not Johnny Styles you are more than happy to throw them under the bus so to speak. I have no desire to lose to Matthew fucking Carter.”
“You think I want to lose to that idiot in the other room? No I have no desire to do anything but smack the shit out of that fucking piece of shit especially after what happened last week. Matthew Carter took advantage of a situation that you helped me handle. Now Alisa is at home resting comfortably and never to return to this place. So thank you for handling that for me.”
“Huh? Did Hunter Valentyne just thank me for something? Is this really happening or am I on Punked?”
“Yeah asshole I thanked you but do not for one solitary second think I forgot about Justice. You fucked me out of the world title and dropped me off of the Terrordome structure. You put me through a year of hellish rehab for my damned shoulder which still bothers me to this day. One day I will fuck you up for that but that day is not today. I am sure you think this is another pay per view match like the many we have had before but it is not.”
“Interesting. I am telling you right now if you fuck me I will end your shit. But I am willing to listen to your take on this shit. Why I have no idea.”
“Look I have been out of the loop for a while now. Been awhile since we spoke face to face and I have a lot of shit to get off of my chest. There is a lot of shit that is pissing me off in this place. And you are going to hear me out on this once and for all. We can start with the two idiots that we face this week.”
“Go ahead.”
“Matthew Carter and Rob Riot are wondering why they are tag partners and shit. The answer to that is very simple. Neither one can face their own fears. Neither one can face their own actions. Oh it is so much easier to do as the world seems to do. They want to blame me for all their fucking problems. Matthew likes to blame me for destroying his life. But he never once has tried to accept the fact that he has failed at living his own life. Of course blaming me shields him from blaming himself for not moving the fuck on. Matthew the reason your life sucks is because you could never stop being Roger Wright’s little brother and never started being Matthew Carter.”
“What about Rob?”
“Rob is worse. It gets a little old having people blame me for every fucking thing that goes wrong in their lives. How many times have I had to listen to that shit? Rob wants to blame me and you and everyone else on Earth for being in here. It is his own damned fault. He hit fans too but refuses to take accountability for his own actions. Chloe Logan is on his head. Had he secured his office facility with guards to handle all situations he would not have put her in an unsafe working environment. But of course he will not take the blame for that one. It is easier to blame me than accept the fact you fucked up. This is why Team Potential is going to fail as they usually do.”
“Team Potential. I like that. They can print out t shirts I can make a killing off of.”
“I swear if I did not know any better I would think you are a damned Jew. This is not about fucking money Jesse. Do you not realize our little situation you put us in? Your fucking greed is once again going to make me have to smack the shit out of someone many times over.”
“My greed? Oh that is rich. Tell me Mister Awesome how in the hell you can say that?”
“The question is how the fuck long do we have to wait for potential to realize itself and turn into something great. People have predicted Rob Riot would be great. I am still waiting for that shit to happen. People have predicted that Matthew Carter was the next big thing and it has never happened. Seriously how long do we have to wait for these idiots to pull the heads out of their collective asses? Well the fans are going to have to wait another week for that to happen because you and I are going to beat the shit out of them.”
“You said you had other issues to get off of your chest. Let me have it and get all of this out of the way so we do not lose to those morons.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Oh God.”
“You allowed that piece of worm shit Father Nathan disrespect the World TItle. He has ripped on all the champions before and I am done with it. So you let the fuck stick get a new belt and slap us all in the face including your boy Al Envy. So let’s take inventory on this “great” champion. He wins the world title on a fluke because Rob Riot screwed me. Of course he lied when he said he would call it down the middle but that is to be expected from the God Damned British. Moving on. He tells the world he is the greatest thing ever and he is going to make the title mean something after getting a new belt to disrespect everything we have done to make it mean something. So he takes the week off to prove he is not worth a shit as a champion. Then he loses to Valora the next week. Help me out what in the fuck has this bitch ever done to be a “great” world champion?”
“He pinned you?”
“Try to keep up baldy. I already said he pinned me. He got lucky when Riot screwed me in that match. Of course you did nothing to rectify the fact that Riot fucked me out of the World Title but that is neither here nor there. I am calling out this so called new regime.”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal Get my contract. I am ready to dominate New Edge Wrestling and make everyone bow to me like all the rest. #clichemuch
“Hunter, what the fuck was that? We are talking here and you pull out your phone? Who are you Sasha Foote?”
“That was my new roommate designed to keep an eye on me. That was Social Media Sal.”
“I need to speak to him.”
“You can’t.”
“I am Jesse Styles bitch! I can do anything I want.”
“Slow your roll ego boy. I am not saying I am refusing to allow you to speak to him. I am saying he does not speak. His only communication is via social media. Follow him on twitter if you want to speak to him. I had him add @baldbitchinheat.”
“That is not my twitter handle bitch.”
“It should be. But the more you talk to Sal the less I have to. So have fun with him trying to get an NEW contract. I mean you have given a bunch of stiffs contracts because they realized they can tweet shit. What is one more worthless piece of shit to the fold?”
“Oh goody now I get lessons on how to run a wrestling company from the biggest asshole on planet Earth.”
“Why are you teaching yourself how to run a wrestling company?”
“Fuck you asshole. You got a problem with the people who have contracts?”
“You God Damned right I fucking do. It was bad enough when you signed Mister Potential himself Matthew Carter to a deal. Then of course I paid for Riot’s contract. Now you are signing people because they can tweet somewhat witty shit on twitter. What is next a pretty picture on Facebook? What happened to coming to the ring and actually earning a reputation? You know through wrestling? I know it is a foreign concept to those with no talent that are soon to be exposed or already have been.”
“Trust me they will earn their spot just like Matthew Carter and Riot are going to earn their beatings this week.”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal When are you coming back? I need someone to give me my meds. #wantingtogethigh
“Let me make this clear Jesse. These people who are part of this new regime want nothing to do with the legends. They wish to disrespect us. I might hate your damned guts but you are damned sure a legend. They want to disrespect Envy. They want to disrespect Roger and his accomplishments. It begins this week. The genesis of what is to come. The Genesis of Diss Orderly Conduct.”
“Oh really? So you really think so?”
“These whores need to realize whose house they are stomping into. I am not going to sit idly by and watch a stiff like Ricky Molinari walk onto the show and think he deserves to breathe the same air as Al Envy breathes let alone have the privilege of being slapped in the face by him. Ricky will be telling his grand kids he once got slapped by the greatest Trans Atlantic Champion of all times and a true legend in Al Envy. We are going to quell this little uprising before it even begins.”
“So you are talking about coming together in a group of some sort?”
“FUCK NO! I am saying we have common interests. Do not think I forgot about the failed abortion called the Styles Mafia. I care only for myself and my legacy. I am not exactly a team player as we all know. But we do work together to make sure these fuck sticks realize this is not going to be a stroll in the park taking over New Edge.”
“That I can think about. Now I have your roommate hitting me up on twitter. I have shit to tend to so I will let you go back to your life with Riot. Enjoy.”
“I wonder if Rob is going to enjoy the decorating I did to his room? A Little proof that I will always be in his head even if he has had enough.”
“What did you do this time to that poor schmuck.”
“Just told him what he has had enough of. He has had enough of his little strolls with his whore Valora. He had had enough of sane thoughts because I am driving him insane. He has had enough of being a legend in this business. He has had enough of people thinking he can defeat me in the ring. He has had enough of having his hand raised in victory. Later Fuckstain!”
Jesse is shaking his head at me wondering if he can possibly trust me. I am sure it is going through his mind I have a plan. He is wondering that because I always have a plan that keeps me a step ahead of the rest. My brain sets me apart from everyone else in this industry. This is why Rob is writing messages in blood on the walls.
The thought of his little proposal comes to mind once again as he is thinking of fighting me and escaping. Someone ratted out our little conversation because now we both have roommate designed to keep an eye on us. The question is who would rat us out and why? The thought of double crossing Riot came to mind but it was not going to happen. I wanted to beat his ass too bad for that. Riot and I would fight this week in this tag match and then again in the very near future. I would be seeing Alisa soon and he would be seeing his whore. Everyone is happy.
The wrestling business seems to be about the next big thing rather than the ones who have been relied upon for years. Why do you think Al Envy and myself are always in the main event? Why do you think the Aaron Abrahams and the Ricky Cassels and the Owen Gonsalves and the Custard Creamers are not. The ones they all claimed had the high ceiling and bottomed out. The reason is fairly simple. But apparently some German fucknuts do not understand it.
Al Envy and I and Roger Wright and the like dominate the main event level because we choose to. Quite simply we do it because we fucking can. You can bring in all of the Sasha Footes and all the Ricky Molaris you want to. We will run them into the ground and they will be gone and forgotten. The men who built this place will continue to dominate it. The reason people like these so called Flavors of the Month are here is because people like Envy, Roger, Scarlet Styles, Jesse and myself made it the fucking place to be! Without us you would not be here. So before disrespecting us you might want to take a history lesson from the failures that proceed you.
Okay let me make one thing clear Rob Riot is bat shit crazy. I mean what kind of moron is trying to get out of an insane asylum acts more crazy than Charles Manson? Is he trying to make this shit more difficult? It makes me wonder if he even wants to escape from this place. I can make damned sure he never leaves if I so choose. Believe me that thought has come to my mind a lot more as of late but in the end I need him to make my goals happen.
“What’s up my nigguh? I have heard some rumblings as of late about you and my golden ticket trying to escape. My Nigguh that shit is never going to happen. So I have decided to give you guys a little company to keep an eye on you so you don’t do anything stupid. Meet your new roommate my bruh. This is Social Media Sal.”
The dude who stands in front of me is one fat fuck. He looks to be about 5’7 300 pounds of pure fat. He looks to have no social relevance whatsoever as he refuses to look at anything but his damned phone. Well this is going to be so much fun.
“Hey man what’s up?”
The kid does nothing but hit shit on his phone and leaves me in nothing but silence. I freely admit I was about to beat his ass for dissing me but I chose not to as Lil Shug laughs heartily. He shakes his head at me as he tries to explain the situation.
“He will not speak to you, my man. He only converses through social media. I had him add you on Facebook and he is now following you on twitter. This is the only way to speak to him. He is socially inept which is why he is here in the first place. I will give you two a minute to get acquainted and then you have a visitor.”
“Conjugal visit?”
“Only if you like fucking bald white dudes.”
“Shit!”
“Aiight I will let you go, bruh!”
My phone is suddenly vibrating as someone is trying to get a hold of me somehow. I was hoping it was not Jesse who is apparently in the waiting room looking to speak to me. Fuck that asshole let him wait for hours for all I care. My phone is retrieved that ALisa had arranged for me to have and Lil Shug does not seem to mind that I have. It was a twitter message from Social Media Sal.
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal Hi My Name is Social Media Sal. #Greetings
I thought Lil Shug was fuckin with me. I guess he was right about the fact this fat fuck only communicates through social media. God Damn this is going to be a touch irritating. You know like watching Rob Riot and Matthew Carter blame me for everything that goes wrong in their meaningless lives.
“Jesus Christ you are worse than Riot. You might be the most irritating person to ever live.”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal So I want you to do something for me. I want a contract with New Edge Wrestling. #getpaid.
“You fat fuck you have no athletic ability and cannot even speak properly. What the hell makes you think you can get a contract with New Edge Wrestling by using only a phone?”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal Worked for Sasha Foote #paymelikeher
“Fucking hell this shit is not going to happen. I am the damned legend in that place and people like her are only trying to get a taste. I am actually shocked that Envy didn’t sodomize her yet.
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal You have someone waiting to see you we will talk later. #talktoyourfriend
Good lord this was going to be a long ass day. Not only is the most irritating person on the planet waiting to speak to me but I have a dude who only communicates via social media driving me nuts. Seeing as I am where I am it only seems appropriate. Of course I am not drawing stick porn and breaking clocks and shit. Only that dip shit would write messages in human blood.
Jesse Styles is a man I have hated with a passion for more than six years. I find it hilarious that Rob thinks I am his pet. Let me make this clear I am no ones pet. So Rob might think he is being cute and shit but that is not reality. Of course Rob thinks he is going to fuck that big tittied skank Valora so obviously reality is a place he is not accustomed to being in.
Jesse does not appear to be in the best of moods. Now there is the shock of the century. Rob is insane and trying to make my job harder. Valora is a whore. Father Nathan thinks he is a relevant World Champion. Yeah some things never change.
“Okay asshole let’s get this over with. You and I have a match at Demented with Matthew Carter and Rob Riot. We all know you are not exactly the greatest team player in the world. If the teammate is not Johnny Styles you are more than happy to throw them under the bus so to speak. I have no desire to lose to Matthew fucking Carter.”
“You think I want to lose to that idiot in the other room? No I have no desire to do anything but smack the shit out of that fucking piece of shit especially after what happened last week. Matthew Carter took advantage of a situation that you helped me handle. Now Alisa is at home resting comfortably and never to return to this place. So thank you for handling that for me.”
“Huh? Did Hunter Valentyne just thank me for something? Is this really happening or am I on Punked?”
“Yeah asshole I thanked you but do not for one solitary second think I forgot about Justice. You fucked me out of the world title and dropped me off of the Terrordome structure. You put me through a year of hellish rehab for my damned shoulder which still bothers me to this day. One day I will fuck you up for that but that day is not today. I am sure you think this is another pay per view match like the many we have had before but it is not.”
“Interesting. I am telling you right now if you fuck me I will end your shit. But I am willing to listen to your take on this shit. Why I have no idea.”
“Look I have been out of the loop for a while now. Been awhile since we spoke face to face and I have a lot of shit to get off of my chest. There is a lot of shit that is pissing me off in this place. And you are going to hear me out on this once and for all. We can start with the two idiots that we face this week.”
“Go ahead.”
“Matthew Carter and Rob Riot are wondering why they are tag partners and shit. The answer to that is very simple. Neither one can face their own fears. Neither one can face their own actions. Oh it is so much easier to do as the world seems to do. They want to blame me for all their fucking problems. Matthew likes to blame me for destroying his life. But he never once has tried to accept the fact that he has failed at living his own life. Of course blaming me shields him from blaming himself for not moving the fuck on. Matthew the reason your life sucks is because you could never stop being Roger Wright’s little brother and never started being Matthew Carter.”
“What about Rob?”
“Rob is worse. It gets a little old having people blame me for every fucking thing that goes wrong in their lives. How many times have I had to listen to that shit? Rob wants to blame me and you and everyone else on Earth for being in here. It is his own damned fault. He hit fans too but refuses to take accountability for his own actions. Chloe Logan is on his head. Had he secured his office facility with guards to handle all situations he would not have put her in an unsafe working environment. But of course he will not take the blame for that one. It is easier to blame me than accept the fact you fucked up. This is why Team Potential is going to fail as they usually do.”
“Team Potential. I like that. They can print out t shirts I can make a killing off of.”
“I swear if I did not know any better I would think you are a damned Jew. This is not about fucking money Jesse. Do you not realize our little situation you put us in? Your fucking greed is once again going to make me have to smack the shit out of someone many times over.”
“My greed? Oh that is rich. Tell me Mister Awesome how in the hell you can say that?”
“The question is how the fuck long do we have to wait for potential to realize itself and turn into something great. People have predicted Rob Riot would be great. I am still waiting for that shit to happen. People have predicted that Matthew Carter was the next big thing and it has never happened. Seriously how long do we have to wait for these idiots to pull the heads out of their collective asses? Well the fans are going to have to wait another week for that to happen because you and I are going to beat the shit out of them.”
“You said you had other issues to get off of your chest. Let me have it and get all of this out of the way so we do not lose to those morons.”
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Oh God.”
“You allowed that piece of worm shit Father Nathan disrespect the World TItle. He has ripped on all the champions before and I am done with it. So you let the fuck stick get a new belt and slap us all in the face including your boy Al Envy. So let’s take inventory on this “great” champion. He wins the world title on a fluke because Rob Riot screwed me. Of course he lied when he said he would call it down the middle but that is to be expected from the God Damned British. Moving on. He tells the world he is the greatest thing ever and he is going to make the title mean something after getting a new belt to disrespect everything we have done to make it mean something. So he takes the week off to prove he is not worth a shit as a champion. Then he loses to Valora the next week. Help me out what in the fuck has this bitch ever done to be a “great” world champion?”
“He pinned you?”
“Try to keep up baldy. I already said he pinned me. He got lucky when Riot screwed me in that match. Of course you did nothing to rectify the fact that Riot fucked me out of the World Title but that is neither here nor there. I am calling out this so called new regime.”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal Get my contract. I am ready to dominate New Edge Wrestling and make everyone bow to me like all the rest. #clichemuch
“Hunter, what the fuck was that? We are talking here and you pull out your phone? Who are you Sasha Foote?”
“That was my new roommate designed to keep an eye on me. That was Social Media Sal.”
“I need to speak to him.”
“You can’t.”
“I am Jesse Styles bitch! I can do anything I want.”
“Slow your roll ego boy. I am not saying I am refusing to allow you to speak to him. I am saying he does not speak. His only communication is via social media. Follow him on twitter if you want to speak to him. I had him add @baldbitchinheat.”
“That is not my twitter handle bitch.”
“It should be. But the more you talk to Sal the less I have to. So have fun with him trying to get an NEW contract. I mean you have given a bunch of stiffs contracts because they realized they can tweet shit. What is one more worthless piece of shit to the fold?”
“Oh goody now I get lessons on how to run a wrestling company from the biggest asshole on planet Earth.”
“Why are you teaching yourself how to run a wrestling company?”
“Fuck you asshole. You got a problem with the people who have contracts?”
“You God Damned right I fucking do. It was bad enough when you signed Mister Potential himself Matthew Carter to a deal. Then of course I paid for Riot’s contract. Now you are signing people because they can tweet somewhat witty shit on twitter. What is next a pretty picture on Facebook? What happened to coming to the ring and actually earning a reputation? You know through wrestling? I know it is a foreign concept to those with no talent that are soon to be exposed or already have been.”
“Trust me they will earn their spot just like Matthew Carter and Riot are going to earn their beatings this week.”
@huntervalentyne @socialmediasal When are you coming back? I need someone to give me my meds. #wantingtogethigh
“Let me make this clear Jesse. These people who are part of this new regime want nothing to do with the legends. They wish to disrespect us. I might hate your damned guts but you are damned sure a legend. They want to disrespect Envy. They want to disrespect Roger and his accomplishments. It begins this week. The genesis of what is to come. The Genesis of Diss Orderly Conduct.”
“Oh really? So you really think so?”
“These whores need to realize whose house they are stomping into. I am not going to sit idly by and watch a stiff like Ricky Molinari walk onto the show and think he deserves to breathe the same air as Al Envy breathes let alone have the privilege of being slapped in the face by him. Ricky will be telling his grand kids he once got slapped by the greatest Trans Atlantic Champion of all times and a true legend in Al Envy. We are going to quell this little uprising before it even begins.”
“So you are talking about coming together in a group of some sort?”
“FUCK NO! I am saying we have common interests. Do not think I forgot about the failed abortion called the Styles Mafia. I care only for myself and my legacy. I am not exactly a team player as we all know. But we do work together to make sure these fuck sticks realize this is not going to be a stroll in the park taking over New Edge.”
“That I can think about. Now I have your roommate hitting me up on twitter. I have shit to tend to so I will let you go back to your life with Riot. Enjoy.”
“I wonder if Rob is going to enjoy the decorating I did to his room? A Little proof that I will always be in his head even if he has had enough.”
“What did you do this time to that poor schmuck.”
“Just told him what he has had enough of. He has had enough of his little strolls with his whore Valora. He had had enough of sane thoughts because I am driving him insane. He has had enough of being a legend in this business. He has had enough of people thinking he can defeat me in the ring. He has had enough of having his hand raised in victory. Later Fuckstain!”
Jesse is shaking his head at me wondering if he can possibly trust me. I am sure it is going through his mind I have a plan. He is wondering that because I always have a plan that keeps me a step ahead of the rest. My brain sets me apart from everyone else in this industry. This is why Rob is writing messages in blood on the walls.
The thought of his little proposal comes to mind once again as he is thinking of fighting me and escaping. Someone ratted out our little conversation because now we both have roommate designed to keep an eye on us. The question is who would rat us out and why? The thought of double crossing Riot came to mind but it was not going to happen. I wanted to beat his ass too bad for that. Riot and I would fight this week in this tag match and then again in the very near future. I would be seeing Alisa soon and he would be seeing his whore. Everyone is happy.