Post by Brandon Hendrix on May 27, 2021 20:27:20 GMT -5
Brandon Hendrix: "So… whose fault was this one?"
Messiah: "I KICKED OUT!"
Brandon Hendrix: "Apparently not."
Messiah: "NO! NO NO NO NO! THAT FUCKING BITCH DID NOT WIN! AND YOU'RE ACCEPTING IT!"
Brandon Hendrix: "I'm not accepting anythin-"
Messiah: "BULLSHIT BRANDON!"
Messiah: "Don't forget where you came from, Hendrix."
Brandon Hendrix: "What are you talking about?"
Messiah: "How you grew with the mindset of never letting go of a loss. How in high-school when you were joining the Amateur Wrestling team. Weight class one forty one and your first few matches, you lost. How after, you wanted revenge. So you trained and trained and trained over and over and over again till you got to the rematch against Michael Towns and what did you do?"
Brandon Hendrix: "I won, end of this story."
Messiah: "YOU SHATTERED HIS ARM AND GAVE HIM A CONCUSSION WITH YOUR TAKEDOWN! When you joined your mentor, Angelo Caito, a Hall Of Famer at the company, Brendenplayz Wrestling, you had to face another trainee. He beat you in fifty seconds. You sat on that ring apron, disappointed, and he told you…."
Angelo Caito: "Look. I understand what you're feeling. When I made my debut at seventeen, I lost my first match in twenty seconds, and my next six in about a minute a piece. You're going to feel down now, but then I was told something that stuck with me. He said "To be great, you must train great, eat great, and most of all, feel great. If you feel anything less than great, then you don't want to be great." I trained great after and that's how I spent years with zero breaks and became a Hall Of Famer. You keep that and you feel like you can be the greatest of all time, then you'll succeed."
Messiah: "How sweet. He always took care of you, even when you treated him like dirt. He brought you into BPZ Wrestling, he gave you a decent start with the whole Addy match and he set you off to be great. You lost that match and left."
Brandon Hendrix: "You know why."
Messiah: "Oh, I do know. They don't. Tell them."
Brandon Hendrix: "Fine… leading up to the match…. I wasn't feeling like myself. I was fatigued, my chest was hurting badly. So I went to a doctor. And the doctor recommended me to a hospital and there I found out I suffer from a Weak Heart. At any moment, I could suffer a heart attack at any time. Even right now if my heart gets worse. I didn't tell management, because I couldn't lose my shot at making it big. I was… so scared that I wouldn't be the source of food or outcome from my possible family. So yes, I hid it. I then gained muscle and gave myself a look that was simply to feel… great."
Messiah: "And thus, the "Based God" Brandon Hendrix was born. The million dollar body, the fresh designer clothing, the movie deals, and you didn't even need to go the forty minutes people expected you to pull now. They called you "Ten Minute Brandon" because either you won in ten minutes or you'd lose if you went past the mark."
Brandon Hendrix: "..... I hated that Nickname. But as "Based God", I became.. over. I became…. A success. I got money… main events… and I made.. um… well a big ego. So big, I-"
Messiah: "You attacked your mentor. You see me as a monster but in reality I'm what you created."
Brandon Hendrix: "I didn't ask for you!"
Messiah: "Oh.. but you did. When your body was giving up, you reached for me. After multiple Championship defeats, never winning a title in your career, you started getting desperate. And with that desperation, you wanted to go. After your match with.. her…"
Messiah: "After what she threatened, you left. You left to take care of yourself mentally and physically. A month later, you returned. Then, you decided to share with the entire world, why?"
Brandon Hendrix: ".... because it was the right thing to do."
Messiah: "You announced it, won a match to get a major opportunity at sixty percent. Then the General Manager had you taken out, and forced to wrestle at thirty percent and you lost. So f-"
Brandon Hendrix: "Stop… please. Look… that's the past… I'm ready for the future. And the future is-"
Messiah: "Boris Forstora"
Messiah: "A supposed… pure athlete. Heh… debuted at fifteen years old. Would be impressive if it led to a destiny worth having. Your destiny led you to your demise."
Brandon Hendrix: "You're standing in our way Boris. We are getting closer and closer to Championship gold. We're getting to where I can be set free! Why Boris?!? WHY DO YOU WANT TO STAND IN MY WAY?!?! WHY DO YOU WANT ME TO SUFFER?!?! DAMNIT! I HOPE HE RIPS YOUR HEAD OFF! I HOPE HE TEARS YOUR SPLEEN OUT! DIE MOTHERFUCKER LIKE THE NEXT WILL THAT STANDS IN OUR WAY!"
Messiah: "I got murder on my mind… tape around his body, its a homicide. Oh, and let me share a tale. After watching mere luck hurry away from faith, a new challenger stands in. They called him… a fable. A story… a myth. They call him "The Masked German Monster"... heh… Lord Raab. I've heard about you. How you tormented many people during your time. Almost remarkable. And normally, I wouldn't care what actions took place to the roster. However… heh… you picked the wrong person.
You chose me. Now, the tormentor….
becomes tormented itself. Elsewhere you've been the most dominant force in wrestling… but faith has a funny way of changing. While you were off, disappeared from planet earth, the fear that I've brought is what the present is. A wrong - doer is often a man that has left something undone, not always he that has done something. You feel like you need to prove you're the monster again…. Time has passed you by to where your delusions interfere with reality. The Messiah is ready. I'm ready to tear this old demon down pass the depths of hell."
Brandon Hendrix: "Boris.. leave. You SHOULDN'T have accepted this match. After last week…. You really… really think you're going to capitalize on a focused elsewhere Messiah? He is evil by his very nature, while you think he's evil because I need him to. Lord Raab will come soon. However, you come first. You get sacrificed first. You will fall and you will become nothing more than a mere man that could have the strength, speed, whatever he thinks he'll need, but lose because he couldn't defeat the power of Evil. Boris."
Messiah: "Raab."
Brandon/Messiah: "Feel… The…. Burn…"
Messiah: "I KICKED OUT!"
Brandon Hendrix: "Apparently not."
{Lighting strikes in the background as a loud demonic yell is heard in the background.}
Messiah: "NO! NO NO NO NO! THAT FUCKING BITCH DID NOT WIN! AND YOU'RE ACCEPTING IT!"
Brandon Hendrix: "I'm not accepting anythin-"
Messiah: "BULLSHIT BRANDON!"
{Everything goes silent.}
Brandon Hendrix: "What are you talking about?"
Messiah: "How you grew with the mindset of never letting go of a loss. How in high-school when you were joining the Amateur Wrestling team. Weight class one forty one and your first few matches, you lost. How after, you wanted revenge. So you trained and trained and trained over and over and over again till you got to the rematch against Michael Towns and what did you do?"
Brandon Hendrix: "I won, end of this story."
Messiah: "YOU SHATTERED HIS ARM AND GAVE HIM A CONCUSSION WITH YOUR TAKEDOWN! When you joined your mentor, Angelo Caito, a Hall Of Famer at the company, Brendenplayz Wrestling, you had to face another trainee. He beat you in fifty seconds. You sat on that ring apron, disappointed, and he told you…."
Angelo Caito: "Look. I understand what you're feeling. When I made my debut at seventeen, I lost my first match in twenty seconds, and my next six in about a minute a piece. You're going to feel down now, but then I was told something that stuck with me. He said "To be great, you must train great, eat great, and most of all, feel great. If you feel anything less than great, then you don't want to be great." I trained great after and that's how I spent years with zero breaks and became a Hall Of Famer. You keep that and you feel like you can be the greatest of all time, then you'll succeed."
Messiah: "How sweet. He always took care of you, even when you treated him like dirt. He brought you into BPZ Wrestling, he gave you a decent start with the whole Addy match and he set you off to be great. You lost that match and left."
Brandon Hendrix: "You know why."
Messiah: "Oh, I do know. They don't. Tell them."
{A long pause assumes and silence fills the air. Suddenly, a sigh is heard.}
Messiah: "And thus, the "Based God" Brandon Hendrix was born. The million dollar body, the fresh designer clothing, the movie deals, and you didn't even need to go the forty minutes people expected you to pull now. They called you "Ten Minute Brandon" because either you won in ten minutes or you'd lose if you went past the mark."
Brandon Hendrix: "..... I hated that Nickname. But as "Based God", I became.. over. I became…. A success. I got money… main events… and I made.. um… well a big ego. So big, I-"
Messiah: "You attacked your mentor. You see me as a monster but in reality I'm what you created."
Brandon Hendrix: "I didn't ask for you!"
Messiah: "Oh.. but you did. When your body was giving up, you reached for me. After multiple Championship defeats, never winning a title in your career, you started getting desperate. And with that desperation, you wanted to go. After your match with.. her…"
{A loud growl is heard.}
Brandon Hendrix: ".... because it was the right thing to do."
Messiah: "You announced it, won a match to get a major opportunity at sixty percent. Then the General Manager had you taken out, and forced to wrestle at thirty percent and you lost. So f-"
Brandon Hendrix: "Stop… please. Look… that's the past… I'm ready for the future. And the future is-"
Messiah: "Boris Forstora"
{A deep demonic laugh fills the air now.}
Messiah: "A supposed… pure athlete. Heh… debuted at fifteen years old. Would be impressive if it led to a destiny worth having. Your destiny led you to your demise."
Brandon Hendrix: "You're standing in our way Boris. We are getting closer and closer to Championship gold. We're getting to where I can be set free! Why Boris?!? WHY DO YOU WANT TO STAND IN MY WAY?!?! WHY DO YOU WANT ME TO SUFFER?!?! DAMNIT! I HOPE HE RIPS YOUR HEAD OFF! I HOPE HE TEARS YOUR SPLEEN OUT! DIE MOTHERFUCKER LIKE THE NEXT WILL THAT STANDS IN OUR WAY!"
Messiah: "I got murder on my mind… tape around his body, its a homicide. Oh, and let me share a tale. After watching mere luck hurry away from faith, a new challenger stands in. They called him… a fable. A story… a myth. They call him "The Masked German Monster"... heh… Lord Raab. I've heard about you. How you tormented many people during your time. Almost remarkable. And normally, I wouldn't care what actions took place to the roster. However… heh… you picked the wrong person.
You chose me. Now, the tormentor….
becomes tormented itself. Elsewhere you've been the most dominant force in wrestling… but faith has a funny way of changing. While you were off, disappeared from planet earth, the fear that I've brought is what the present is. A wrong - doer is often a man that has left something undone, not always he that has done something. You feel like you need to prove you're the monster again…. Time has passed you by to where your delusions interfere with reality. The Messiah is ready. I'm ready to tear this old demon down pass the depths of hell."
Brandon Hendrix: "Boris.. leave. You SHOULDN'T have accepted this match. After last week…. You really… really think you're going to capitalize on a focused elsewhere Messiah? He is evil by his very nature, while you think he's evil because I need him to. Lord Raab will come soon. However, you come first. You get sacrificed first. You will fall and you will become nothing more than a mere man that could have the strength, speed, whatever he thinks he'll need, but lose because he couldn't defeat the power of Evil. Boris."
Messiah: "Raab."
Brandon/Messiah: "Feel… The…. Burn…"
