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September 15th, 2017 3:57 PM
Milwaukee Mayhem Training Center, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Mason Moore finished up a set of squats, going with a low weight this time at only three hundred pounds. He looked out and saw his sister Kendra Moore, talking to a few of her teammates. The team workout was going to start soon, so he wanted to get in a bit for himself before putting them through the paces. He took a deep breath, wiped some sweat from his forehead and grabbed his phone. He opened the twitter app, and then sighed slightly.
"Still nothing."
He shook his head as he went to the squat rack and put the phone on the simple metal frame. He switched it to the camera, then the video and then flipped the camera where it was focused on him. He took a step back, made sure that his black Coulter Wear sports tank top was nice and crisp, then started recording.
"Hello one and all, ladies, gentleman, and every one else, this is your rightful Redemption Wrestling Genesis champion, Mason Moore. I know that a man of my stature doesn't really need an introduction, but I deserve a great one. Speaking of things I deserve, let's talk about the Genesis championship. Currently, the recognized champion is a woman that seems to be M I A. I haven't seen almost anything on twitter, and certainly nothing about the title, our match, or even Convergence in general. There's been some bullshit about food and some retweeets when her boy toy reminds us all that they're banging, but that's it. There hasn't been a single promo from her, and we're just two days away from the show. Now for those fans saying that I haven't done a promo about her either, well this right here fixes that, and she's the one that's recognized as the champion so shouldn't she be the one representing the company and getting you all hyped up for the match. I can kind of understand the frustration that Juliana DiMaria was feeling with Ryan. That's right buddy, taking her side on that whole absentee champion thing, now that I'm going through a similar situation."
Mason gives a shrug of his shoulders and a bit of a sheepish grin towards the camera as he wraps his towel around his neck.
"With Blair though, it's more than her just not talking about Redemption or the title or our match, she hasn't seemed like herself lately. She hasn't lashed out and verbally abused anybody in weeks. She hasn't threatened to smash anyone's face in, in quite some time. She hasn't accused me of taking steroids or being a man whore, in at least three weeks. You look at her now, and it's not the Blair Kivisto that fought her way in to Genesis title contention. You look at her now, and there's no way you would think she's the same woman who had an absolutely last woman standing match with Trixie. It seems like she's lost that fire inside her. She seems to have lost her edge, that killer instinct that made her so dangerous. That anger, that violence, that bitchiness has just vanished. What has happened to her recently? Is this what happens when Blair Kivisto is happy? Does she forget how to be a fighter? Does she forget how to be a champion? Was all of that anger, that passion, that bitchiness, just some serious pent up frustration? It certainly seems like she's softened since that guy came in to her life."
Mason smirks and moves a little bit closer to the camera.
"This next comment might be a little cliche. I'm sure it's gonna sound a lot misogynistic and messed up, but Blair Kivisto clearly just needed a good deep dicking."
Mason stretches out his arms and looks forward as he nods his head.
"Get mad at that all you want, but look at the change in her since she hooked up with the long haired tattooed guy who's name isn't important enough for me to remember. She went from being this bad ass tough as nails fighter, to someone who needed brass knuckles, someone putting her foot on the rope, and someone saving her from getting hit with a chair, in her last three defenses. She didn't need help before. She didn't need weapons before. She got a good hard fucking, all that frustration and anger was released, and she hasn't been the same since then. Blair Kivisto has gone soft, and I am going to take advantage of that. Go back and watch our last match. I was dominate in that match. I was like a force of nature inside that ring and she had no way to overcome me on her own. If not for those brass knuckles, I would be the defending champion, not her. If not for those brass knuckles, today would mark my seventy fifth day as champion and I would be preparing for my third successful defense."
Mason looks down at his right shoulder and just gives it three simple pats with his hand.
"If not for those brass knuckles, I would have just been feeling my Genesis title instead of air. Come Sunday though, I write a wrong. Come Sunday, I serve Blair Kivisto a nice plate of payback that has been cooking for seventy seven long days. Come Sunday, I prove that I am bigger, stronger, smarter, and batter than Blair Kivisto. Come Sunday, your rightful Genesis champion, becomes your recognized Genesis champion. Come Sunday, the greatest title reign that this company will ever see, finally begins. So Blair, I want you to do three things for me before Sunday. First, see if you can find that edge again. See if you can find that dangerous bitch deep down inside of you. It will mean so much more if I beat you at your best. Secondly, I want you to take a bunch of pictures with that Genesis title. Take one of you, it, and your boyfriend. Take a picture of your dog wearing the title. Take one of yourself wearing nothing but the title. Take it to the top of the Empire State building, the Grand Canyon, Mount Rushmore, The Statue of Liberty and God damned Disney land and get a whole bunch of pictures. Because after Sunday, those will be all you have. Third, and this is the single most important one Blair. I want you to take one of those real nice shammy cloth things, I'm talking the one they use to clean up cars at those auto shows or polish trophies with. Take that, get the best polish money can buy, and shine it like it has never been shined before. Put more work in to shining that title than you did any of your failed marriages, because when I beat you on Sunday, I don't just want to see my face in it, I want to see yours. I want to be able to press it up against your bloody tear stained face and have it look like a mirror. I want you to be able to see the pain on your face as I hold up MY Genesis title. Do those three simple things for me Blair, and I promise that I will only beat you on Sunday. Don't do them and I will end your career."
Mason looks straight ahead, the smirk is completely gone from his face. There's no flexing, no posing, just determination and anger in his eyes as he ends the video.
September 15th, 2017 3:57 PM
Milwaukee Mayhem Training Center, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Mason Moore finished up a set of squats, going with a low weight this time at only three hundred pounds. He looked out and saw his sister Kendra Moore, talking to a few of her teammates. The team workout was going to start soon, so he wanted to get in a bit for himself before putting them through the paces. He took a deep breath, wiped some sweat from his forehead and grabbed his phone. He opened the twitter app, and then sighed slightly.
"Still nothing."
He shook his head as he went to the squat rack and put the phone on the simple metal frame. He switched it to the camera, then the video and then flipped the camera where it was focused on him. He took a step back, made sure that his black Coulter Wear sports tank top was nice and crisp, then started recording.
"Hello one and all, ladies, gentleman, and every one else, this is your rightful Redemption Wrestling Genesis champion, Mason Moore. I know that a man of my stature doesn't really need an introduction, but I deserve a great one. Speaking of things I deserve, let's talk about the Genesis championship. Currently, the recognized champion is a woman that seems to be M I A. I haven't seen almost anything on twitter, and certainly nothing about the title, our match, or even Convergence in general. There's been some bullshit about food and some retweeets when her boy toy reminds us all that they're banging, but that's it. There hasn't been a single promo from her, and we're just two days away from the show. Now for those fans saying that I haven't done a promo about her either, well this right here fixes that, and she's the one that's recognized as the champion so shouldn't she be the one representing the company and getting you all hyped up for the match. I can kind of understand the frustration that Juliana DiMaria was feeling with Ryan. That's right buddy, taking her side on that whole absentee champion thing, now that I'm going through a similar situation."
Mason gives a shrug of his shoulders and a bit of a sheepish grin towards the camera as he wraps his towel around his neck.
"With Blair though, it's more than her just not talking about Redemption or the title or our match, she hasn't seemed like herself lately. She hasn't lashed out and verbally abused anybody in weeks. She hasn't threatened to smash anyone's face in, in quite some time. She hasn't accused me of taking steroids or being a man whore, in at least three weeks. You look at her now, and it's not the Blair Kivisto that fought her way in to Genesis title contention. You look at her now, and there's no way you would think she's the same woman who had an absolutely last woman standing match with Trixie. It seems like she's lost that fire inside her. She seems to have lost her edge, that killer instinct that made her so dangerous. That anger, that violence, that bitchiness has just vanished. What has happened to her recently? Is this what happens when Blair Kivisto is happy? Does she forget how to be a fighter? Does she forget how to be a champion? Was all of that anger, that passion, that bitchiness, just some serious pent up frustration? It certainly seems like she's softened since that guy came in to her life."
Mason smirks and moves a little bit closer to the camera.
"This next comment might be a little cliche. I'm sure it's gonna sound a lot misogynistic and messed up, but Blair Kivisto clearly just needed a good deep dicking."
Mason stretches out his arms and looks forward as he nods his head.
"Get mad at that all you want, but look at the change in her since she hooked up with the long haired tattooed guy who's name isn't important enough for me to remember. She went from being this bad ass tough as nails fighter, to someone who needed brass knuckles, someone putting her foot on the rope, and someone saving her from getting hit with a chair, in her last three defenses. She didn't need help before. She didn't need weapons before. She got a good hard fucking, all that frustration and anger was released, and she hasn't been the same since then. Blair Kivisto has gone soft, and I am going to take advantage of that. Go back and watch our last match. I was dominate in that match. I was like a force of nature inside that ring and she had no way to overcome me on her own. If not for those brass knuckles, I would be the defending champion, not her. If not for those brass knuckles, today would mark my seventy fifth day as champion and I would be preparing for my third successful defense."
Mason looks down at his right shoulder and just gives it three simple pats with his hand.
"If not for those brass knuckles, I would have just been feeling my Genesis title instead of air. Come Sunday though, I write a wrong. Come Sunday, I serve Blair Kivisto a nice plate of payback that has been cooking for seventy seven long days. Come Sunday, I prove that I am bigger, stronger, smarter, and batter than Blair Kivisto. Come Sunday, your rightful Genesis champion, becomes your recognized Genesis champion. Come Sunday, the greatest title reign that this company will ever see, finally begins. So Blair, I want you to do three things for me before Sunday. First, see if you can find that edge again. See if you can find that dangerous bitch deep down inside of you. It will mean so much more if I beat you at your best. Secondly, I want you to take a bunch of pictures with that Genesis title. Take one of you, it, and your boyfriend. Take a picture of your dog wearing the title. Take one of yourself wearing nothing but the title. Take it to the top of the Empire State building, the Grand Canyon, Mount Rushmore, The Statue of Liberty and God damned Disney land and get a whole bunch of pictures. Because after Sunday, those will be all you have. Third, and this is the single most important one Blair. I want you to take one of those real nice shammy cloth things, I'm talking the one they use to clean up cars at those auto shows or polish trophies with. Take that, get the best polish money can buy, and shine it like it has never been shined before. Put more work in to shining that title than you did any of your failed marriages, because when I beat you on Sunday, I don't just want to see my face in it, I want to see yours. I want to be able to press it up against your bloody tear stained face and have it look like a mirror. I want you to be able to see the pain on your face as I hold up MY Genesis title. Do those three simple things for me Blair, and I promise that I will only beat you on Sunday. Don't do them and I will end your career."
Mason looks straight ahead, the smirk is completely gone from his face. There's no flexing, no posing, just determination and anger in his eyes as he ends the video.
