Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2018 16:34:46 GMT -5
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"This is a bad fucking joke"
Matt Shields sits in his throne, one leg hanging over the right arm of the chair, his arm on the other working to prop his head up. He's dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a Destroyer's t-shirt, his Knightmare King mask just sort of hanging on his head.
"This has got to be a bad fucking joke. I can't seriously be facing someone so stupid. The first NGW show of the year, and they give me this idiot?"
Matt looks at the camera and just shakes his head.
"The first big event of the year, and they give me a moron who doesn't even know who the longest reigning champion in the history of this company is? Me not knowing who Al Envy is, that would be pretty understandable. It's not like I was coming into the company he was part of. I actually do know a few things about him though. One, I know that my cousin hates him and thinks he's a gigantic douche. If my bitch of a cousin is calling someone a douche, they're really awful. I know that he planted Scotty Lattimer with a DDT a few weeks back. I actually liked that. Unfortunately, him doing that was part of him joining the horsethieves. You do something fantastic, and then you do something stupid."
Matt shakes his head once again, this time rolling his eyes.
"What exactly makes that group so special? They have a roided up idiot, a chubby crazy idiot, and a whore. You gonna say they're great because of titles? Can't do that when you ignored my success. Are they great because they won warfare? Wait, they didn't do that, and the whore was actually part of a different team. She says it was cause she wanted to fight me, but I know the truth. She wanted to get her hands on me sure, but not in a violent way. Funny thing is, if Coral had just asked nicely, me and Kayla would have gladly given her an invitation to join us in the sex dungeon."
Matt looks at the camera and winks, then thrusts his hips up before blowing a mocking kiss.
"Back to the idiot I'm facing though. Al Envy you have said a lot of stupid things since this match was announced. Saying that The Destroyers are only where we are because you haven't been here, very fucking stupid. Not knowing the difference between a knight and a king, very fucking stupid. Thinking that you can somehow take my crown from me when so many others have failed, very stupid. The only smart thing you said was about Coda beating your idiot nephew. Of course you said you hope that it happens, so still stupid since you should have said that you will be happy WHEN she kicks his ass. You need to learn a very difficult lesson Alan. It's one that so many people who have tried to step up have had to learn. The Destroyers are the absolute best of the best, and there is a reason why I was the first. There is a reason why people chose to join with me. It's because I am very fucking good at what I do. I earned my crown, and there is no way in hell that a man like you is capable of taking it from me."
Matt shifts in the chair, now sitting straight up as he stares ahead at the camera.
"For every stupid word that you said. Every idiotic comment you made. Every single time that you proved to me what a fool you really are, there was one that stood out above all the others. One instance that made me change from wanting to beat you, to wanting to end you. It was when you accused me coat tail riding. You accused the longest reigning champion in company history, of riding someone else's coat tails. You accused a current champion of riding some one else's coat tails. What's worse, you didn't accuse me of riding the coat tails of Jack Tillman. At least then, you would have been talking about the other half of the current tag team champions. Had you accused me of riding Tillman's coat tails, I would have just called you a fool and moved on. It still would have been an incredibly stupid comment, but at least it would have been you trying to say that I was the weak link of the team. If you would have accused me of being the weak link in Death Before Dishonor, I could have just pointed out why there is no weak link and moved on."
Matt stops for a second and looks down at his feet where the tag team belt is sitting. He holds it up for a few seconds then drops it back down.
"Had you said that I only have that because of Jack Tillman, I would have just said you're stupid and pointed out how well we compliment each other. I would have pointed out that we are two of if not the two best technical wrestlers in this business. I would have pointed out that we are both heavy strikers with incredible submission skills. I would have pointed out that while any moron can target an arm or a leg or the back or the ribs or the neck, myself and Tillman are able to pinpoint a specific body part and dissect our opponents. I would have pointed out that very few wrestlers are capable of zeroing in on a knee, an ankle, an Achilles tendon, an wrist, or a strained bicep. I would have pointed out that neither one of us is riding the coat tails of another, and that we are two of the most decorated men in this company. You didn't accuse me of riding Jack's coat tails though. No, you accused me of riding Kayla's coat tails."
Matt stops again, shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
"That was the moment that made me truly despise you. That comment was the one that made me realize just hos stupid you are. That was the moment I knew you were nothing more than an ignorant fool. You ignored everything I have done in this company, all so you could make some baseless idiotic statement. I am going to say this for you and everyone else. The only one who does any riding in this relationship is Kayla, and it damn sure ain't on no coat tails."
"Giddy up."
Matt looks up as Kayla can be heard laughing at his comment. He looks down at the camera, winks, and then stands up. He starts pulling his shirt off as the scene slowly fades out.
"This is a bad fucking joke"
Matt Shields sits in his throne, one leg hanging over the right arm of the chair, his arm on the other working to prop his head up. He's dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a Destroyer's t-shirt, his Knightmare King mask just sort of hanging on his head.
"This has got to be a bad fucking joke. I can't seriously be facing someone so stupid. The first NGW show of the year, and they give me this idiot?"
Matt looks at the camera and just shakes his head.
"The first big event of the year, and they give me a moron who doesn't even know who the longest reigning champion in the history of this company is? Me not knowing who Al Envy is, that would be pretty understandable. It's not like I was coming into the company he was part of. I actually do know a few things about him though. One, I know that my cousin hates him and thinks he's a gigantic douche. If my bitch of a cousin is calling someone a douche, they're really awful. I know that he planted Scotty Lattimer with a DDT a few weeks back. I actually liked that. Unfortunately, him doing that was part of him joining the horsethieves. You do something fantastic, and then you do something stupid."
Matt shakes his head once again, this time rolling his eyes.
"What exactly makes that group so special? They have a roided up idiot, a chubby crazy idiot, and a whore. You gonna say they're great because of titles? Can't do that when you ignored my success. Are they great because they won warfare? Wait, they didn't do that, and the whore was actually part of a different team. She says it was cause she wanted to fight me, but I know the truth. She wanted to get her hands on me sure, but not in a violent way. Funny thing is, if Coral had just asked nicely, me and Kayla would have gladly given her an invitation to join us in the sex dungeon."
Matt looks at the camera and winks, then thrusts his hips up before blowing a mocking kiss.
"Back to the idiot I'm facing though. Al Envy you have said a lot of stupid things since this match was announced. Saying that The Destroyers are only where we are because you haven't been here, very fucking stupid. Not knowing the difference between a knight and a king, very fucking stupid. Thinking that you can somehow take my crown from me when so many others have failed, very stupid. The only smart thing you said was about Coda beating your idiot nephew. Of course you said you hope that it happens, so still stupid since you should have said that you will be happy WHEN she kicks his ass. You need to learn a very difficult lesson Alan. It's one that so many people who have tried to step up have had to learn. The Destroyers are the absolute best of the best, and there is a reason why I was the first. There is a reason why people chose to join with me. It's because I am very fucking good at what I do. I earned my crown, and there is no way in hell that a man like you is capable of taking it from me."
Matt shifts in the chair, now sitting straight up as he stares ahead at the camera.
"For every stupid word that you said. Every idiotic comment you made. Every single time that you proved to me what a fool you really are, there was one that stood out above all the others. One instance that made me change from wanting to beat you, to wanting to end you. It was when you accused me coat tail riding. You accused the longest reigning champion in company history, of riding someone else's coat tails. You accused a current champion of riding some one else's coat tails. What's worse, you didn't accuse me of riding the coat tails of Jack Tillman. At least then, you would have been talking about the other half of the current tag team champions. Had you accused me of riding Tillman's coat tails, I would have just called you a fool and moved on. It still would have been an incredibly stupid comment, but at least it would have been you trying to say that I was the weak link of the team. If you would have accused me of being the weak link in Death Before Dishonor, I could have just pointed out why there is no weak link and moved on."
Matt stops for a second and looks down at his feet where the tag team belt is sitting. He holds it up for a few seconds then drops it back down.
"Had you said that I only have that because of Jack Tillman, I would have just said you're stupid and pointed out how well we compliment each other. I would have pointed out that we are two of if not the two best technical wrestlers in this business. I would have pointed out that we are both heavy strikers with incredible submission skills. I would have pointed out that while any moron can target an arm or a leg or the back or the ribs or the neck, myself and Tillman are able to pinpoint a specific body part and dissect our opponents. I would have pointed out that very few wrestlers are capable of zeroing in on a knee, an ankle, an Achilles tendon, an wrist, or a strained bicep. I would have pointed out that neither one of us is riding the coat tails of another, and that we are two of the most decorated men in this company. You didn't accuse me of riding Jack's coat tails though. No, you accused me of riding Kayla's coat tails."
Matt stops again, shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
"That was the moment that made me truly despise you. That comment was the one that made me realize just hos stupid you are. That was the moment I knew you were nothing more than an ignorant fool. You ignored everything I have done in this company, all so you could make some baseless idiotic statement. I am going to say this for you and everyone else. The only one who does any riding in this relationship is Kayla, and it damn sure ain't on no coat tails."
"Giddy up."
Matt looks up as Kayla can be heard laughing at his comment. He looks down at the camera, winks, and then stands up. He starts pulling his shirt off as the scene slowly fades out.
