Post by ccp on Aug 28, 2022 8:58:40 GMT -5
If you asked me a month ago if I thought I’d find myself in the finals of the Multiplayer Tournament I would have probably told you duh. It baffles my mind how many times I show up in unfamiliar territory and find continued success at the ripe old age of fifty-two years old. I’ve been telling the world for years how great I am when it comes to this business, and with all the success there’s still a contingent that goes to extensive links to ride my jock for a guy they claim is beneath them. I’m a different breed of athlete that most of you will never scratch the surface of. Another thing that speaks volumes on you than does me yet here I stand alongside Mac Bane poised to pick up the ball that some of your own left here in Level Up left you holding. I was going to ask what transpired because it’s not every day Champions leave a federation without doing business to get the straps, or gloves in this case, off them… but frankly, I don’t give two french fried titty fucks about it. Why? Because it doesn’t concern me. I’m not Blubber McAlory, I don’t have to stick my nose in everyone else’s business because my own isn’t sufficient.[/div]
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
GO!
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Alas, the sands of that hourglass are running out with each second that slips past.
My goal when electing to take part in this with Mac Bane was initially to rewrite some history within an acronym in Las Vegas. We accomplished that leaving Chelsea Sky and some jumping bean in our rearview. The point was proven that we CAN get the job done. It was solidified on EXP 30 when Paul Freedom was put down for no other reason than because he took his eye off the ball and forgot that he was dealing with any means necessary guy that I’ve always been.
Are you paying attention, Bert? That was yet another that I was going to lose, right? Fuckboy won’t ever learn that when it gets to business between those ropes it’s a completely different ballgame than being a keyboard warrior prodding on Twitter because he’s suffering from shaking baby or tiny dick syndrome, or both.
Redemption is in the rearview.
Add a pair of gloves to my trophy case is now becoming the primary focus because now more than ever Level Up needs a team that not only delivers notoriety to the brand but also needs a couple of multiplayers that they can rely on that will carry the gloves and make them mean something. Throughout my career, I’ve been primarily a singles kind of guy. I’ve won eighteen World Titles but over the last four years I’ve really enjoyed tagging up with some of the best of the best within the industry. Currently, I already hold a pair of straps. I already carry the expectations of carrying a division. What’s one more? It’s the only way Bert and JC will get what they want since clearly, their agent has zero interest in making that happen. There is more than one way to skin that cat. My blades are sharp and ready to start carving.
Mac.
Brother, we’ve had ourselves one hell of a run thus far.
We’ve come in strong and represented CCPE to the fullest. Much like I said moments ago Level Up needs to have notable and reliable talents wielding the Multiplayer Titles, When you look across the spectrum there isn’t a more dominating group of talent than those that reside within CCPE. Mac Bane and I are only getting better, collectively. We have ridden into this federation and backed our play; so when I tell you that this road is about to come to an end with those gloves resting on our hands because it is fate you can take it to the goddamn bank.
It’s destined to happen at the expense of Shane Donovan and Avalon Blackhorn come…
Let’s just hope for either of their sakes they come to the table prepared versus spouting out any random bullshit because it sounds good in their head. You can try to tell me that CCPE isn’t shit, cool story even if false when countless other organizations continue to make those calls, you can try to tell me that I’m fat and old which will make you every opponent since 2020. Nothing new or original about being mediocre riding off the insults that failed from better quality talents in our industry. The harsh reality is that when it comes to stepping through those ropes and when that bell rings there isn’t anyone more reliable to get the job done than “Chronic” Chris Page. Regardless if YOU choose to admit it my name carries weight, and my abilities solidify why I am called one of the best by so many in our sport not just in CCPE but by a who’s who of talents that surpass you when they tie their shoes.
Your validation means nothing to me.
My success; however, means the world.
Stepping into unfamiliar territory and being successful does.
BACKING up my words in every sense conceivable while continuing to outwork everyone in the process is just the icing on the cake Burt crammed down his throat on a daily while on hiatus. Someone put on a freshman fifty.
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THE FINAL OBSTACLE: PART ONE
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Las Vegas Residence of Chris Page and Candice Wolf-Page
Las Vegas, Nevada
3:45 PM
Featuring Candice Wolf-Page, Mac Bane, and several others.
Our scene fades in…
An ariel shot of the Las Vegas Estate of Chris Page and Candice Wolf-Page can be seen before we fade to the terrace on the second floor overlooking the luxuriously landscaped pool deck where we find Candice and Chris laying side by side on two massage tables with white towels covering their butt-cheeks while they gaze across at each other.
CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: This is exactly what we needed.
Candice states just as two masseuses walk out onto the terrace each dressed in white dress shorts with matching right button-down t-shirts. There is a male and a female; the female walks around the side of Chris’s table while the male is on Candice’s side of the table.
CHRIS PAGE: Sometimes I forget that it’s okay to take some time for ourselves.
Between our schedules, it seems like even being married we don’t get to spend a lot of time together but when we are it's like the entire world stops, and all the negativity within it ceases to exist. I can stare into her eyes all day and feel nothing but inner peace.
CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I knew when I said I do what I was getting into.
The masseuses begin rubbing the shoulders of Chris and Candice.
CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: But moments like this further exemplify that you really do get me.
Chris feels his eyes starting to grow heavy as he struggles to keep them open.
CHRIS PAGE: I love you, babe. I know our relationship isn’t for everyone between the control freak ex-husbands, the schedule I cut, and even the bullshit you get drug into because of me. I appreciate the hell out of you.
CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: It comes with the territory. It’s just a shame that people in the wrestling business haven’t evolved enough throughout history to realize when you bring loved ones of others into the equation that there’s never a bigger sign of weakness.
Chris then responds.
CHRIS PAGE: Desperation is a bitter bitch.
A smile can be seen on Candice’s lips as the massages continue on the shoulders and down through the shoulder blades. The heaviness of Chris’s eyes takes over as he closes his eyes and is surrounded by darkness.
The roads to these gloves started a month ago with eight teams dwindling down to four and now to the final two teams left standing. Let’s talk about the word that matters in that sentence. Team. From what I’ve seen it appears that Blackhorn has been carrying the weight for the Donovan/Blackhorn equation, or so she has stated. Now, I don’t want to educate either of you but the emphasis on Multiplayer is working collectively as a team.
Where one is weak your counterpart is strong.
When one of you succeeds BOTH of you succeed.
It’s cute though that the lovely Blackhorn is downgrading you, Shane.
It’s funny that you’ve taken it like a cuck.
Wait… where am I?
The sounds of engines revving off in the distance amongst the darkness…
Bright shining sunlight peers down upon the track. A 16-gig pixelated Chris Page looks to his left realizing that something isn’t right. He looks at his hands to see paws, they’re not his, or are they?
CHRIS PAGE: Candice?
Chris calls out for his wife but there’s no answer, at least not from her.
“There you are!!!”
Chris spins around toward the right to see Mac Bane’s head on Luigi’s body.
CHRIS PAGE: What the fuck?!?!?!
LUIGI MAC: Come on man or they’re going to start without us!
Chris is confused by the statement made.
CHRIS PAGE: What are you talking about and why do you look like that? Where the hell are we?
Chris looks around confusingly as he tries to figure out what’s going on.
LUIGI MAC: Stop playing around and come on!
LUIGI Mac snaps his fingers and magically the two are seemingly teleported to a racetrack that has a total of eight cars lined up in two rows of four. The grandstands are packed as a voice can be heard coming over the loudspeakers.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we are five minutes away from the COMBAT EVOLVED RACE FOR THE GLOVES!”
A rousing ovation can be heard as Luigi Mac hands Chris an oversized helmet shoving it into the reptilian torso of his body.
LUIGI MAC: Put that on we have to get to our cars.
CHRIS PAGE: Wait a minute Mac…
LUIGI MAC: Name’s not Mac, or not my first name anyway. It’s Luigi Mac.
CHRIS PAGE: I don’t understand why I’m here.
Luigi Mac lets out a deep sigh.
LUIGI MAC: You are King Bowser Page. You and I have been drafted to race for the Multiplayer Gloves.
Luigi points to the center of the course where the prize awaits the winners.
BOWSER PAGE: I’m not Bowser, I’m Chris Page.
LUIGI MAC: Okay if that gets you into the kart, then that’s who you are.
Luigi Mac puts his helmet on and tightens the chin strap as his attention is drawn to another competitor headed toward her kart.
She looks back at Luigi Mac and Bowser Page giving them a wave as Bowser asks.
BOWSER PAGE: Who is that?
LUIGI MAC: That is the stiffest competition in the race, Princess Blackthorn. She’s racing with Koopa Donovon.
Koopa Donovan, shorter than Princess Blackthorn tries to have some words with his race partner only to be shooed away like a fly. The dejected partner gets into his kart at the front of line two while the Princess gets in her kart.
BOWSER PAGE: That wasn’t nice. She just snubbed him.
It’s not like I couldn’t see this one coming. The roads we’ve taken while different are the same because it’s now led us to this defining intersection. I’m goddamn proud to go to war with a guy like Mac Bane; a battle-tested veteran that I don’t have to worry about stabbing me in the back or making this about himself, right Blackthorn? If I’m Shane since you already seem to think you’re carrying the team… I’d let you do it. Actually, I’d let you think you’re doing it until the opportune time arose to disrespect you like you’ve done him for the better part of this race for the gloves.
You talk about how he’s lesser than you, and yet you NEED him to even participate in this race. Funny how that works out, eh?
While I don’t see a team when I look at the two of you I do see two individuals that have managed to string together a few wins to make it to the dance. Knocking of Dane Preston and Joe Montouri was enough to grab my attention when you consider how loud their mouths are and Joe is one of my own. Yet when you knocked off J Mont and Preston you put yourselves in the Freedom Position as I’m going to call it.
Joe is one of my clients.
I pride myself on my Enterprise.
I don’t take embarrassment lightly and thus the time has come to lead by example.
LUIGI MAC: Don’t let her looks fool you, she’s as cutthroat as cutthroat can be when she’s on the tracks. She’s going to use Koopa Donovan as a pawn for her to steal those gloves like a thief in the night. They’ve got the best starting position, but we’ve got the best pit crew to keep us on track.
Luigi Mac pivots his attention toward pit row.
LUIGI MAC: Meet our mechanic, Mario Vaughn.
Peter Vaughn’s head is firmly in place on the pixeled Mario's body as he is adjusting his tool belt while giving the crew a pep talk. He commands the attention of his crew as he is going over every possible situation that may arise. Preparations will be key.
BOWSER PAGE: How much weed did I smoke?
Bowser Page asks himself under his breath as we see Paul Montouri’s head on the Mushroom Man’s body and Michelle Rigg’s head on Yoshi’s body. They share a fist bump before entering their karts in the third position within both rows.
LUIGI MAC: That’s Yoshi Riggs and Paul Mushroom. They’ve tasted plenty of success on other circuits when it comes to winning championship races like this. We will have to keep our eyes peeled on them, especially that damn Yoshi, they can be pretty sneaky.
The name of the game is victory and winning a set of gloves without people involved that have been successful only lends more credibility to us when we leave with the prize intact.
BOWSER PAGE: Who else is in the race?
Almost on cue, the heads of Paul Freedom get onto one of the last karts, well his head on the body of a donkey kong as well as Jake’s head on a second princess’s body.
LUIGI MAC: Princess Jake and Donkey Paul.
Luigi Mac starts to walk toward the second kart on row two as he looks back at Bowser Page and calls out.
LUIGI MAC: We’re about to start!
Bowser Page rolls his eyes as he mutters under his breath.
BOWSER PAGE: Well shit. When in Rome.
Bowser Page throws on his helmet and adjusts the chin strap before jogging to catch up to Luigi Mac, in mid-stride he rips a fart shooing a fire flame out of his rear end causing Bowser Page to stop in his tracks looking behind at the scorched line across the track while the racers behind him express shock in their eyes.
BOWSER PAGE: I gotta remember that.
Luigi Mac screams out from his kart.
LUIGI MAC: COME ON!
BOWSER PAGE: Stop rushing me!
Bowser Page heard the call from his partner as he turns his attention back toward his kart. He makes his way over getting in and getting his seat adjusted.
“Break One-Nine, Break One-Nine this is Mario Vaughn checking in.”
The voice of Mario Vaughn causes Bowser Page to jump while fumbling to turn his kart on.
MARIO VAUGHN: You boys don’t have anything to worry about. I’ve taken it upon myself to supe up your rides for today’s event, and I’ll be right here to talk you through it all. Over.
The voice of Luigi Mac responds.
LUIGI MAC: I never doubted you, Vaughn.
MARIO VAUGHN: You both need to remember that anything goes once the race starts. You’re going to have to be meticulous within your approaches, and decisive when to attack to cross the finish line and claim the gloves.
I’ve always considered myself a guy that takes no prisoners when it comes to something I want. The Multiplayer Gloves will look fantastic on our hands. This is right up my alley walking into lands unfamiliar and dominating them as they owe me money.
The voice over the PA System can be heard.
“Racers start your karts!”
A loud roar from the crowd echoes throughout the speedway track as we can hear the karts starting up yet Bowser Page seems to be having some trouble as there doesn’t seem to be any kind of ignition to his kart. Bowser turns his head looking over Luigi Mac who shoots him a thumbs up.
BOWSER PAGE: How do you start this thing?
Over the loudspeakers, a countdown is heard.
FIVE!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
GO!
All the participants take off from their starting positions, everyone but Bowser Page until the voice of Mario Vaughn is heard.
MARIO VAUGHN: Dude it’s a kart! Just push the foot pedal.
Bowser Page presses his foot on the gas and his kart takes off while now in the last position coming around corner one. He runs over several coins on the road as a coin meter suddenly appears on the upper right side of his kart.
LUIGI MAC: Where are ya, Bowser?!?!
Suddenly a music track starts playing.
BOWSER PAGE: I’m coming up on your six!
Bowser Page comes around turn two running over a question mark that displays a small box on the upper left side of his kart with various items scrolling through it like a slot machine that’s just had its lever pulled.
MARIO VAUGHN: Okay guys Princess Blackthorn is in firm control she’s just taken out Yoshi Riggs with a banana peel. WATCH OUT LUIGI MAC!
Donkey Paul spins out Luigi Mac with a green turtle shell as they come around turn number three.
LUIGI MAC: I’m HIT!
No team gets through any race without suffering some setbacks. It’s not the setback that determines the success or failure, it’s the reaction it brings out of you. Throwing in the white towel is easy, but when your warriors like us we get back up and keep on pushing.
BOWSER PAGE: Recover and continue!
Bowser Page states as he blows past Luigi Mac on the tails of Donkey Paul! Bowser Page sees a star appear in the scrolling box as Mario Vaughn breaks in.
MARIO VAUGHN: Bowser that’s a start. Engage it and you will become invincible for a limited time.
BOWSER PAGE: How do I engage it?!?
MARIO VAUGHN: Touch it!
Bowser Page reaches up touching the star and immediately a strange force comes over his kart! He speeds up as he is coming up on Donkey Paul!
MARIO VAUGHN: BOWSER SMASH!
Bowser Page smashes into the side of Donkey Paul sending his kart spinning out and flipping over a series of times before landing on its hood just off the track!
LUIGI MAC: HIT!
MARIO VAUGHN: Donkey Paul is out! Incredible, Bowser! Catch up to Princess Jake
BOWSER PAGE: WOOOO-HOOOO!
Bowser Page nears Princess Jake but as he smashes into her his forcefield dissipates he manages to spin out the Princess Jake kart for Luigi Mac to take her out with a red turtle shell shot from the front of his Kart!
LUIGI MAC: I got your back buddy!
MARIO VAUGHN: YES! Princess Jake is out! Now you guys just have to catch Princess Blackhorn, Koopa Donovan, and Paul Mushroom man. Keep working together and you guys got this!
BOWSER PAGE: Shake and Bake!
Team CCPE is going to bring some much-needed structure to a division that has floundered. I’m looking forward to gracing the stage with both of our dance partners for many different reasons. When it comes to the lovely Blackthorn what I see is a tough chick that loves proving her doubters wrong. It would be easy for me to talk about how you don’t measure up but the truth is that if you didn’t you wouldn’t be standing across the ring from someone like me. You’ve earned your right to this dance but to snatch those gloves, you will have to go through me. My reputation for being one of the best of the best is in place for a reason when I enter into situations like these I tend to thrive.
I’m not trying to figure out who I am because I know who I am.
I am the man that has done everything he’s set his mind to.
I am the man that draws money, that puts asses in seats with the mere mention of my name on a marquee.
… and I am the man that backs it up every step of the way.
You’re going to be tested in ways that you’ve never dreamt of for when that opening bell tolls failure isn’t an option, ask Freedom.
Coming around the third corner of lap number one Bowser can see Princess Blackthorn using Koopa Donovan to wipe out Paul Mushroom.
BOWSER PAGE: Luigi Mac, the next lap is ours.
What about you, Shane? You’re kind of the odd man out of this entire equation. I’ll be the first to admit that I didn’t know a lot about you until a few weeks ago. You were one of the few that had the balls to step up and make a challenge for CCPE vs The World. For that, I’ll give you a little bit of respect because it’s always good to see someone put their money where their mouth is.
Bert could learn something from you in that regard but he’s busy going to spin class.
Once I saw that our paths would be crossing I figured it was time to do a little research on you. I started to look up some of your old promotional packages and reviewing your matches I’ve come to the conclusion that once I’ve seen it once I’ve seen it all. I mean dude, you’re about as punchy as a corpse. It baffles my mind how someone can talk so much and have so little substance to say. Throughout this race, you’ve allowed yourself to be carried when you should have been trailblazing.
I felt bad for you.
Now I just feel embarrassed for you.
There isn’t any denying that when it comes to you and Blackthorn that you are the weakest link in the chain. You’re the Mokap, just a cheap Raiden knock-off. You lack so much that I’d almost call you boring if that didn’t take credibility away from the word. What you are about to find out is that my bite is way worse than my bark. You can be foolish enough to listen to the haters that will have you believe I might not be about shit. Keep in mind those same haters are the same haters that won’t meet me anywhere they aren’t already familiar with. I would ask you what you’re going to say that hasn’t already been said but if I’m being honest there’s not a lot you could say that would interest me.
I’ve already got you pegged for the nothing happening talent that you are.
Need further proof of that statement? Fine, here’s a question.
What’s next for you?
Ah, nothing.
What’s next for me? How about the IIW World Heavyweight Championship? How about Main Eventing a Supershow in October, how about leading a team into a Charity Cruise vs Shitmaker, or how about clashing with an SCW legend in a matter of days following this little excursion? For a guy that people will claim isn’t about shit I continue to outshine them and you by waking up in the morning and taking a piss. Do you think that challenging Lux for CCPE vs the World was a smart idea? Nah, I’m going to expose you now and leave just enough meat on the bone for him to devour because guys like you are a dime a goddamn dozen.
Guys like me are one and a trillion.
MARIO VAUGHN: It’s down to both of you and Princess Blackthorn and Koopa Donovan. One lap down, three laps to go. Both of them have a special, be careful.
Bowser Page and Luigi Mac come around corner one of lap two and narrowly escape a banana peel, with the avoidance of the peel Bowser Page runs over a question mark followed by Luigi Mac. The slot machine of items kicks back up on the left-hand portion of the screen.
BOWSER PAGE: Coming up on Koopa Donovan.
LUIGI MAC: Hold off, don’t make a play until we know what we’ve got.
Every move that is made is critical at this point if you want to leave with those Gloves. There isn’t any room for errors to be had. One of the biggest differences between us and them is pretty damn simple. I don’t have to worry about trusting my partner to be where he needs to be when he needs to be there. Can either of you say the same? This isn’t the tournament that will see strange bedfellows take precedence over the established CCPE.
Our reach will continue to grow and outshine any Hitmaker or Riggs productions.
We are the pinnacle of the business, we are the straws that stir the drink.
We back our play.
We make you all look dumber than someone pushing on a door that says pull because we can and very few are capable of stopping us. Sure, people love to spout off from a distance, they like to keep my name in their mouths professing that I’m nothing but clearly I’m worth talking about because ya know, that makes sense. Something that makes a lot of sense is what it would mean for CCPE to capture those gloves but it guarantees Level Up the star power it’s been desperately lacking. You’d think the company would be more of a powerhouse given the name value, and while there are plenty of homegrown stars there are little to no real attractions.
Show me anyone other than Larry Tact that is NOT CCPE members out there making names for themselves anywhere but here? Sure there’s probably a handful but most of you stick to where you’re familiar rather than testing yourselves anywhere else. Complacency is an ugly look on anyone. You can’t call yourself the best unless you get in the ring with the best…
Make no mistake, you’re looking at one of the best especially when I am able to play in my wheelhouse as opposed to lowering my standards to play in yours.
MARIO VAUGHN: Watch yourselves coming around corner three.
Sure enough one of them dropped tacks in one of the tracks to bust a tire that both Bowser Page and Luigi Mac manage to avoid just as the special item shows itself in Bowser Page’s little box.
A lightning bolt.
BOWSER PAGE: What the hell is a lightning bolt?!?!
LUIGI MAC: Use it!
Bowser Page taps the lightning bolt as they come around the stretch on corner three and off in the distance both Princess and Turtle seemingly shrink down in size to not be able to be seen!
MARIO VAUGHN: Now is your time! Make the move!
Bowser Page and Luigi Mac pass by Bowser Page using the outside lane coming around corner four where he blows past mini Koopa Donovan followed by Bowser Page.
LUIGI MAC: Watch my six.
BOWSER PAGE: All clear.
LUIGI MAC: Steer to the right I’m about to drop a bomb.
BOWSER PAGE: Blow him the fuck up!
Luigi Mac’s kart craps out a bomb on the track just as the Lightning Bolt wears off bringing Princess Blackthorn crossing the starting point for lap three, Luigi Mac is on her heels followed by Bowser Page in the third position, and finally Koopa Donovan in the last position.
MARIO VAUGHN: Two Laps to go! You guys are doing fantastically.
Of course, we are because we are looked at as the best team involved in this Multiplayer Tournament. Our ability to adapt to our surroundings, to meet new challenges and exceed them, to thrash everyone that stands in our path. We know that Blackthorn is the meat and potatoes of this team, and if we are going to take them down she’s the head of the snake that must be cut off. People have compared you to someone else that I know, and if the comparisons are true then this adventure has just gotten a hell of a lot more appealing. I love nothing more than crushing the dreams of people such as yourself. Ya know, the people that try so hard to make a name for themselves only to be stomped on by someone superior than you.
Luigi Mac inches closer to the front position as he comes around corner number one avoiding the banana peel. Bowser Page adjusts his wheel when he’s hit from behind with a green turtle shell spat out by Koopa Donovan sending Bowser Page into the banana peel spinning his kart out and slamming him into the protective wall of the track.
Bowser Page looks at Koopa Donovan who flips him off as he passes by.
BOWSER PAGE: I’m going to get that little shit.
MARIO VAUGHN: Luigi Mac you’re by yourself for the moment. Koopa Donovan is on your six.
LUIGI MAC: I see him coming.
The Princess Blackthorn kart lights up as she bumps into Mac spinning him out as she’s now invincible coming down the stretch toward corner number two of the track. Bowser Page is on the move as Koopa Donovan has now rejoined Princess Blackthorn.
LUIGI MAC: I didn’t see that coming though!
Bowser Page’s kart is back on the move as he runs over a question mark box and gets the slot machine treatment again. Luigi Mac gets going once again as Bowser Page passes him coming around corner number two while the Princess and the Koopa seemingly pull further and further away.
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It’s never been about how you’ve started, it’s always come down to how you finish. That’s not just in professional wrestling but also in life itself. Every move that’s made is done so with malice and intent. There’s nothing that tastes better than a hard-fought victory over any form of competition. Thus far I’ve taken the liberty of pointing out just a handful of flaws with our opposition, and while they pack a punch they’re not entirely the reasons why you’ve got your eyes locked on your new Multiplayer Champions. I’m not taking anything away from the work Blackthorn and Donovan have put into their quest for the gloves, but it’s painfully obvious this odd couple routine that’s been done to death over the years within our sport is going to be anything but successful come Combat Evolved.
We’ve stepped to the plate.
We’ve knocked it out of the park.
Collectively as two teams have made our way to the finals.
Sure, Blackthorn has carried Donovan like a mother carries an embryo in her womb. She’s protected him, she’s kept him safe and secure within his own skin because she could, and nobody could stop her… until now. Make no mistake about it, he is the flaw in your game and is the reason that you will fall harder and faster from grace than a ton of bricks. Your playtime is over, and the severity of your situation hasn’t been recognized because as you’ll both throw everything you’ve got against the wall to see what sticks it’s not going to be enough to hide the insecurities that course through your veins as you look across the ring at a piece of the A-Team of CCPE. Note I said a piece because the complete A-Team will show up in a few months to smash the fuck out of Hitmaker and his lambs that are being led to slaughter much like the both of you are being led at this very moment.
I tell my clients all the time not to confuse efforts with results.
The efforts of Blackthorn haven’t gone unnoticed, but what about you Donovan? What do YOUR efforts say about you? My point fucking exactly.
Now princess your back can only hold so much weight before it the vertebrae start to compress, once that compression starts there’s no going back. No shot of cortisone, nothing short of having them fused will relieve that pain, and even then it’s temporary. Now, I bet you’re asking yourselves why the fuck I’m talking about back and fusion surgery; allow me to take you by your feeble hand and dumb it down so that even Bert can understand so there’s no room for error. Blackthorn, your boy has already broken your back because now you’ve got insurmountable odds staring you in the face that not even you shall overcome. You won’t be handing a glove to an undeserving sack of shit, you won’t be sliding one onto your hand to feel the power that it possesses because Koopa is going to lose it for you. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to put you in a position you’re very familiar with under different circumstances… your back… but if I’m being meticulous, if we’re going to put focus on the weakest link; well… in this set of circumstances that’s not you.
Your protection ends.
You hid your flaw for as long as you could and it’s gotten you far within this race but it’s not enough to carry you across the finish line. I beg you both to try and come at us with anything but the typical bullshit that seems to come from the tips of the tongues of all of our haters. It’s grown dull, it’s grown boring, it’s grown unoriginal. If you need to question that material sees Lissie Hope, see Matt Knox, see Bert, see Hitmaker, see JC because I swear to God they share a fucking brain… Lissie's. It’s like they don’t comprehend you can’t dunk on someone with someone else material, and while you’ve both made it easy for me to break that backboard I implore you to take us seriously. There is a reason why CCPE stands head and shoulders over any other agency in the business, there is a reason why none of the above want to deal with us at CCPE vs The World BUT will deal with us on their own turf. There is a reason why figureheads of the most recognizable federations on the market pick up that phone and call me; and yes I have plenty of receipts to back those statements. I don’t give a fuck if you sell us, but just know when you try to tell me that we aren’t about shit when you try to force feed overrated down our throats when you try to pretend that CCPE isn’t the BEST thing going in the business right now Sin City Wrestling, The Xtreme Wrestling Federation, UGWC, and IIW Championships in our camp dictate otherwise.
When we add Level Up to that equation it will further add to the legacy that we share collectively as a company of our own. It’s not my fault that most of you get lost in the sauce, it’s not my fault that most of you don’t have the first fucking clue what you need to do to stand out from a pack, it’s not my fault that the younger generation seems to have this sense of entitlement and forget that without contributions from guys like me, guys like Mac Bane, like James Raven, like Centurion, like Shawn Warstein, like Ranma Saotome there wouldn’t be you at all because this sport would have died, R.I.P. before most of you popped out of your mother’s cooter. Over the last year or so I’ve made a career out of answering ALL of your calls, fed-heads and talent alike because everyone wants a piece of this money train; rightfully so because I’m the one man that captivates the attention, takes that spotlight and turns it into goddamn ratings, asses in seats, and merchandise flying off the shelf. Speaking of Merch; snag my shit at Combat Evolved so you can hang onto something from one of the four legitimate stars appearing on this Pay-Per-View. Shoutout to TIA Promotions for the sweetness of the design.
When push comes to shove the smart money rests on us.
We embody exactly what this federation needs and to get there we MUST go through both of you. Every match has a different meaning for every person involved, and while most of you are playing checkers I am playing chess. The Gloves mean something a little more than another notch on my belt, it’s going to serve as my ticket to the TriForce Championship. I can only hope that Bert is successful on his quest because it’s about the only way our paths are going to cross until your agent does his job. How bad do you really want it? Let’s find out.
Combat Evolved is the battleground that will have all the questions answered.
… I’ve had a lot of fun out making two teams my bitch, and now the third one is going to pay off.
