Post by Jack Tillman on Dec 10, 2017 15:39:13 GMT -5
-You’d think I’d be happy having both the NGW Five Lakes and Tag Titles in my possession. Or that the Destroyers were dominate on the last show. So many titles. Such a dominant force. But I’m not happy. I’m not happy because I haven’t wrestled in over a week. The previous week I had wrestled for a week and a half straight. One match for GOL. One match for CWC. An entire tour over in Japan for Kamikaze Pro and then the last NGW show. By the end of all those matches my body was bruised, scared, and ready for rest. But my mind.....it wanted more. It wanted more matches. It wanted to fight still.
-I did what was best and didn’t listen to my urges to harm. So I rested and tried to calm the beast within. During that silence of laying in an ice tub or my daily yoga stretches.....I could hear The Ripper scratching on the walls of my subconscious. He want to come out. He’ll have his fun again starting tonight with NGW Warfare. Another tour over in Japan again for Kamikaze Pro. And let’s not forget about matches in CWC with both ACM And GCW.
-Really need to talk with Chris about spreading out these matches. He preaches about keeping my body healthy, but having all these matches all at once surely isn’t going to help me out in the long hall.
-Currently in Tampa in the back of the arena. Still have my street cloths on. Not ready to put my gear on yet. I do need to get this promo going, so that’s why I’m standing in front of a brick wall with the camera crew opposite of me. Keep your tone low Jack. No need to show emotion. Let the people watching this know you’re not fucking around. Be who they know you are....a man not to be fucked with.
Jack Tillman: “Tonight’s the night. Tonight I go into battle with the Destroyers as we do our best to fend off against three other teams who want to kick our faces in. Not because of pride. Nor opportunity. Neither money or riches of titles. These participants may say otherwise through their own clever ways of speech.....but they’re in this match because of jealousy of what has happened to their precious NGW.
Look at what the Destroyers have become and what we’ve accomplished in NGW while everyone else has just watched with their hands under their asses. Main event matches. NGW Title in our possession. Five Lakes Title. Young Lions Title. Tag Team Titles. Countless wins and numerous victories that have helped transform NGW into what you see today. And we got to this dominance because we did what ever it took to get there. We out smarted the room. We backstabbed everyone that got in our ways. We got down and dirty while ripping the eyeballs out of our enemies with our own hands. We stacked the bodies and built our empire over their graves and didn’t shed a tear as we poured the dirt over the carcasses.
While everyone else was thinking individually, we worked together as a team and took everyone out one by one. And before anyone could stop us.....it was to late. The titles became ours. Pay Per Views were ours. And most importantly, the power became ours.
So what does Devlin Scott do to fight us back? He gathers a bunch of individuals and tries to form a team to fight us. He hires a bunch of goons from Seattle to come in and try to throw a wrench into our plans. Mr. Scott uses his money and lack of what ever power he has left.....and he tries one last stand to hold back the Destroyers for once and for all taking over NGW.”
-Slowly leaning toward the camera, I do my best to hold back a smirk as I address the camera,
Jack Tillman: “Do you honestly believe that these teams can take us out Scott? Is all this money that you’re throwing at these poor souls.....is it going to be enough to stop us? You stuck us in a cage like animals. Demanding that we fight for our life’s and hoping to what ever god that you pray to that we get destroyed. Well sorry to disappoint you Devlin, but that’s what the Destroyers have been doing since day one. We’ve been fighting for our life’s since day one. We do what needs to be done to see another day. While other wrestlers wrap a rope around our necks, we hold a knife to their throats and cut from east to west. While our opponents try to strike us down with a sword, we’re placing a gun to their heads and pull that trigger. While our opponents are trying to run us over with a car......we drop a nuclear bomb on their asses and watch as the mushroom cloud paints the sky with your ashes.
We’re willing to cross that line to what makes human beings human and what makes demons, demons. Because that’s what War is all about right? Doing unthinkable things just to survive.
So to the Midnight fellas. To the Guardians. And team Double A. To everyone participating in this Warfare match. Are you willing to go down that rabbit hole and find that dark place you need to find to survive this match? Are you willing to cross that line to survive? Are you willing to put that bullet in our brains without hesitating? Because myself and the Destroyers.....we won’t hesitate to do so.
So while the ashes fall from the nuclear fallout, the mustard gas subsides, and the buzzards pick the meat off the fallen fleshes......the Destroyers will still be here. And with our own hands.....we’ll rebuild NGW into our own image.”
-Lifting my right hand, I take my index finger and tap on the camera lens a few times. An evil grin consumes my face as I whisper into the camera one last time.
Jack Tillman: “May God have mercy on your souls.....because the Destroyers will give you none.”
-With that, I let the grin on my face stick around as the scene slowly.....turns......to black.
End Scene
-I did what was best and didn’t listen to my urges to harm. So I rested and tried to calm the beast within. During that silence of laying in an ice tub or my daily yoga stretches.....I could hear The Ripper scratching on the walls of my subconscious. He want to come out. He’ll have his fun again starting tonight with NGW Warfare. Another tour over in Japan again for Kamikaze Pro. And let’s not forget about matches in CWC with both ACM And GCW.
-Really need to talk with Chris about spreading out these matches. He preaches about keeping my body healthy, but having all these matches all at once surely isn’t going to help me out in the long hall.
-Currently in Tampa in the back of the arena. Still have my street cloths on. Not ready to put my gear on yet. I do need to get this promo going, so that’s why I’m standing in front of a brick wall with the camera crew opposite of me. Keep your tone low Jack. No need to show emotion. Let the people watching this know you’re not fucking around. Be who they know you are....a man not to be fucked with.
Jack Tillman: “Tonight’s the night. Tonight I go into battle with the Destroyers as we do our best to fend off against three other teams who want to kick our faces in. Not because of pride. Nor opportunity. Neither money or riches of titles. These participants may say otherwise through their own clever ways of speech.....but they’re in this match because of jealousy of what has happened to their precious NGW.
Look at what the Destroyers have become and what we’ve accomplished in NGW while everyone else has just watched with their hands under their asses. Main event matches. NGW Title in our possession. Five Lakes Title. Young Lions Title. Tag Team Titles. Countless wins and numerous victories that have helped transform NGW into what you see today. And we got to this dominance because we did what ever it took to get there. We out smarted the room. We backstabbed everyone that got in our ways. We got down and dirty while ripping the eyeballs out of our enemies with our own hands. We stacked the bodies and built our empire over their graves and didn’t shed a tear as we poured the dirt over the carcasses.
While everyone else was thinking individually, we worked together as a team and took everyone out one by one. And before anyone could stop us.....it was to late. The titles became ours. Pay Per Views were ours. And most importantly, the power became ours.
So what does Devlin Scott do to fight us back? He gathers a bunch of individuals and tries to form a team to fight us. He hires a bunch of goons from Seattle to come in and try to throw a wrench into our plans. Mr. Scott uses his money and lack of what ever power he has left.....and he tries one last stand to hold back the Destroyers for once and for all taking over NGW.”
-Slowly leaning toward the camera, I do my best to hold back a smirk as I address the camera,
Jack Tillman: “Do you honestly believe that these teams can take us out Scott? Is all this money that you’re throwing at these poor souls.....is it going to be enough to stop us? You stuck us in a cage like animals. Demanding that we fight for our life’s and hoping to what ever god that you pray to that we get destroyed. Well sorry to disappoint you Devlin, but that’s what the Destroyers have been doing since day one. We’ve been fighting for our life’s since day one. We do what needs to be done to see another day. While other wrestlers wrap a rope around our necks, we hold a knife to their throats and cut from east to west. While our opponents try to strike us down with a sword, we’re placing a gun to their heads and pull that trigger. While our opponents are trying to run us over with a car......we drop a nuclear bomb on their asses and watch as the mushroom cloud paints the sky with your ashes.
We’re willing to cross that line to what makes human beings human and what makes demons, demons. Because that’s what War is all about right? Doing unthinkable things just to survive.
So to the Midnight fellas. To the Guardians. And team Double A. To everyone participating in this Warfare match. Are you willing to go down that rabbit hole and find that dark place you need to find to survive this match? Are you willing to cross that line to survive? Are you willing to put that bullet in our brains without hesitating? Because myself and the Destroyers.....we won’t hesitate to do so.
So while the ashes fall from the nuclear fallout, the mustard gas subsides, and the buzzards pick the meat off the fallen fleshes......the Destroyers will still be here. And with our own hands.....we’ll rebuild NGW into our own image.”
-Lifting my right hand, I take my index finger and tap on the camera lens a few times. An evil grin consumes my face as I whisper into the camera one last time.
Jack Tillman: “May God have mercy on your souls.....because the Destroyers will give you none.”
-With that, I let the grin on my face stick around as the scene slowly.....turns......to black.
End Scene
