Post by Deleted on Oct 29, 2017 1:41:18 GMT -5
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Matthew Shields strolls through the small orchard he had put on the backside of his property, the wind whipping around him as he zips up the simple black coat he wears. The temperature in Dallas having plunged through out the course of the night, he reaches up and pulls down a bright green apple that actually has a slight spot of frost on it. He tosses the apple up and catches it, then tosses it up once more, another catch, treating it like a baseball as he walks along in the cool air. He walks towards a large mound of dirt, and looks down at a hole that has to be at least twenty feet wide and ten feet deep. He takes a bit of the dirt in his hand, rubbing it between his fingers for a few seconds before he tosses it back on the pile. He turns to the camera and takes a bit out of the freshly picked apple.
"Do you know what comes before creation? Do you know what has to happen before something new can be built? Do you know what one thing has to occur before something can be made?"
Matt turns back to the dirt, facing away from the camera
"Something has to be destroyed."
Matt pats his hand against the dirt.
"Look right here for instance. I decided that I wanted to add a nice hot tub with a little waterfall and one of those grotto type things. Before that though, this giant section of the yard has to be ripped up. The ground has to be pushed down and leveled. Destruction before creation. Look at something as simple as a piece of paper. For that to be made, they had to find a tree, cut it down, grind it into pulp, go through a crazy chemical process, and finally after all of that destruction, something was created. That is what people do not understand about myself and Kayla and Coda and Jack. They don't understand that The Destroyers stand for something far greater than what the Guardians stand for. We definitely stand for something more than the Midnight Horsemen. Yes, we are here to destroy the weak and the pitiful. Yes, we will destroy all champions and claim the belts for ourselves. In the wake of that destruction, something beautiful will be created. In the wake of our destruction, something wonderous will be born. In the wake of our destruction, Redemption Wrestling will be brought in to a new age. The Destroyers are the only true hope that this company, MY company, has."
Matt stops for a bit, takes another bite of the apple, and then walks down in to the massive hole that will soon be a nice addition to his pool.
"At Dissension, we have a tremendous opportunity. Three of the five titles are currently in the hands of Destroyers, and soon a fourth will be added. There are only two obstacles in our way to taking the tag team titles. The current champions, two so called Guardians. They are the second obstacle though. First, we have to get past the Midnight Horsemen. Hardly the most original of names, but I suppose you need something to get noticed when the best in your group is an overgrown steroid infused man child. I saw the debut of the newest Horsemen at the last show. It was hardly what I would call impressive. Helping his partner defeat someone who's head clearly wasn't in the match? Not what I would deem as being impactful or even necessary. It didn't send a message to any enemies. It didn't get the fans behind you. It didn't strike fear in to any potential opponents. It was just cheap and meaningless."
Matt takes another bite of his apple as he shakes his head and slightly rolls his eyes.
"What was that one and only like that you said, Billy? Wait, Billy? That's really the name you want to use as a grown man? At least go by Bill. Actually, I refuse to call you Billy, so from here on out, I'm calling you William. Now William, that line you said. NGW just gained a new Horsemen. First things first, fuck NGW. This is Redemption Wrestling and you will say it right from here on out. Secondly, Redemption Wrestling did not need another Horsemen. Trust me when I say that two Horsemen in a company, is two too many. Yet here you are, and just like your opponent Scott, again I refuse to use the child version of your name. Both of you need to grow the hell up. Back to the point at hand William. You come in to this company and right off the bat you are receiving a completely undeserved opportunity. Scott did not deserve a Young Lions title shot in his first match and you do not deserve an opportunity to become a number one contender."
Matt takes another bite of the apple and again has to shake his head as he rolls his eyes.
"You have proven absolutely nothing inside a Redemption Wrestling ring. Myself and Jack Tillman should not have to go through the two of you to become the number one contenders. There is no team more deserving than The Destroyers, whatever iteration that may take. The two of you now find yourselves up against two of the four best wrestlers in this company, and the World. Ask your tag team partner what happened the last time he went up against a Destroyer. He was promptly put in his place and shown that he did not deserve the opportunity he had been gifted. Coda wasn't even pissed off about Scott getting that undeserved chance.. I won't speak for Mister Tillman or his manager Mister Constantine, but I assure you that I am pissed off that we have to go through you to get that tag team title match. Yet again, this company fucks me over and disrespects myself and my accomplishments."
Matt takes two more bites of the apple, then tosses the core over his shoulder and out of the hole.
"So now you have at least one pissed off Destroyer to contend with. If that wasn't bad enough, he is one of the two most technically proficient wrestlers in not just this company, but the entire World. The other one, is his tag team partner. William, Scott, the two of you need to know what you are in store for on Sunday night. Myself and Jack are capable of tearing you apart, piece by tine piece. There are not any two men on the planet more capable inside of that ring, than we are. You will be out wrestled, you will be outclassed, you will be outsmarted, and you will be outmatched. When all is said and done, the two of you will be destroyed and we will be on our way to creating a better tag team division."
Matt takes a few long strides and steps out of the hole in his massive back yard. He looks down at the apple core he had tossed out and crushes it beneath his feet.
"Although sometimes, it's just nice to see people crushed beneath your heel."
Matt winks towards the camera, then just walks away.
Matthew Shields strolls through the small orchard he had put on the backside of his property, the wind whipping around him as he zips up the simple black coat he wears. The temperature in Dallas having plunged through out the course of the night, he reaches up and pulls down a bright green apple that actually has a slight spot of frost on it. He tosses the apple up and catches it, then tosses it up once more, another catch, treating it like a baseball as he walks along in the cool air. He walks towards a large mound of dirt, and looks down at a hole that has to be at least twenty feet wide and ten feet deep. He takes a bit of the dirt in his hand, rubbing it between his fingers for a few seconds before he tosses it back on the pile. He turns to the camera and takes a bit out of the freshly picked apple.
"Do you know what comes before creation? Do you know what has to happen before something new can be built? Do you know what one thing has to occur before something can be made?"
Matt turns back to the dirt, facing away from the camera
"Something has to be destroyed."
Matt pats his hand against the dirt.
"Look right here for instance. I decided that I wanted to add a nice hot tub with a little waterfall and one of those grotto type things. Before that though, this giant section of the yard has to be ripped up. The ground has to be pushed down and leveled. Destruction before creation. Look at something as simple as a piece of paper. For that to be made, they had to find a tree, cut it down, grind it into pulp, go through a crazy chemical process, and finally after all of that destruction, something was created. That is what people do not understand about myself and Kayla and Coda and Jack. They don't understand that The Destroyers stand for something far greater than what the Guardians stand for. We definitely stand for something more than the Midnight Horsemen. Yes, we are here to destroy the weak and the pitiful. Yes, we will destroy all champions and claim the belts for ourselves. In the wake of that destruction, something beautiful will be created. In the wake of our destruction, something wonderous will be born. In the wake of our destruction, Redemption Wrestling will be brought in to a new age. The Destroyers are the only true hope that this company, MY company, has."
Matt stops for a bit, takes another bite of the apple, and then walks down in to the massive hole that will soon be a nice addition to his pool.
"At Dissension, we have a tremendous opportunity. Three of the five titles are currently in the hands of Destroyers, and soon a fourth will be added. There are only two obstacles in our way to taking the tag team titles. The current champions, two so called Guardians. They are the second obstacle though. First, we have to get past the Midnight Horsemen. Hardly the most original of names, but I suppose you need something to get noticed when the best in your group is an overgrown steroid infused man child. I saw the debut of the newest Horsemen at the last show. It was hardly what I would call impressive. Helping his partner defeat someone who's head clearly wasn't in the match? Not what I would deem as being impactful or even necessary. It didn't send a message to any enemies. It didn't get the fans behind you. It didn't strike fear in to any potential opponents. It was just cheap and meaningless."
Matt takes another bite of his apple as he shakes his head and slightly rolls his eyes.
"What was that one and only like that you said, Billy? Wait, Billy? That's really the name you want to use as a grown man? At least go by Bill. Actually, I refuse to call you Billy, so from here on out, I'm calling you William. Now William, that line you said. NGW just gained a new Horsemen. First things first, fuck NGW. This is Redemption Wrestling and you will say it right from here on out. Secondly, Redemption Wrestling did not need another Horsemen. Trust me when I say that two Horsemen in a company, is two too many. Yet here you are, and just like your opponent Scott, again I refuse to use the child version of your name. Both of you need to grow the hell up. Back to the point at hand William. You come in to this company and right off the bat you are receiving a completely undeserved opportunity. Scott did not deserve a Young Lions title shot in his first match and you do not deserve an opportunity to become a number one contender."
Matt takes another bite of the apple and again has to shake his head as he rolls his eyes.
"You have proven absolutely nothing inside a Redemption Wrestling ring. Myself and Jack Tillman should not have to go through the two of you to become the number one contenders. There is no team more deserving than The Destroyers, whatever iteration that may take. The two of you now find yourselves up against two of the four best wrestlers in this company, and the World. Ask your tag team partner what happened the last time he went up against a Destroyer. He was promptly put in his place and shown that he did not deserve the opportunity he had been gifted. Coda wasn't even pissed off about Scott getting that undeserved chance.. I won't speak for Mister Tillman or his manager Mister Constantine, but I assure you that I am pissed off that we have to go through you to get that tag team title match. Yet again, this company fucks me over and disrespects myself and my accomplishments."
Matt takes two more bites of the apple, then tosses the core over his shoulder and out of the hole.
"So now you have at least one pissed off Destroyer to contend with. If that wasn't bad enough, he is one of the two most technically proficient wrestlers in not just this company, but the entire World. The other one, is his tag team partner. William, Scott, the two of you need to know what you are in store for on Sunday night. Myself and Jack are capable of tearing you apart, piece by tine piece. There are not any two men on the planet more capable inside of that ring, than we are. You will be out wrestled, you will be outclassed, you will be outsmarted, and you will be outmatched. When all is said and done, the two of you will be destroyed and we will be on our way to creating a better tag team division."
Matt takes a few long strides and steps out of the hole in his massive back yard. He looks down at the apple core he had tossed out and crushes it beneath his feet.
"Although sometimes, it's just nice to see people crushed beneath your heel."
Matt winks towards the camera, then just walks away.
