Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2018 23:53:58 GMT -5
***** ON CAMERA *****
#FUCK
NGW
The camera is focused in on the large white block letters. It stays on the simple expression for a bit, then starts to slowly pull back. The camera goes back to reveal Matt Shields standing in the middle of his Hall of Horror. The walls are adorned with posted of famous and obscure horror movies, life size statues of famous movie monsters, props from all types of horror and gore fest films. Matt just stands in the middle of it with a smirk on his face, his Knightmare king mask, the anti NGW shirt, and some ripped up black jeans, along with the NGW tag team title belt held loosely in his left hand.
"I know you're all looking at the shirt and thinking, oh great, he's gonna talk about making NGW great again. Maybe he'll bring up putting a wall between NGW and the Guardians. Or is he gonna blame all the problems on the former champion that everyone loved. He's definitely gonna brag about the record number of signings he's responsible for. Maybe he'll shut up soon and go play some golf."
Matt just looks straight ahead, rolls his eyes, then goes over to what looks like an electric chair and has a seat.
"Trust me, that is not why I have this shirt one. No, I have this shirt on because two weeks ago I was attacked by an absolute psycho after my match. I have this shirt on because that rabid dog has not been punished. I have this shirt on because while I have done nothing wrong, I am being punished as opposed to that criminal Johnny Maverick. There is no other logical reason for me to be in a handicapped match at Dissension. Maybe if it was myself and Tillman against that douche bag Adrien and his shadow Jazmyn and the only guardian I actually like, Jessica Sears. Maybe I could see that. You have the champions versus the contenders thing going on. This match though... there's no rhyme or reason to this other than Devlin Scott is trying to fuck me over once again. The cocksucker did steal my girlfriend awhile back. Well actually, it was a bit more scummy then that. He went on and on about how she could do better, leading us to fight more often. Then, when things ended, he swooped in, fucked her for a bit, then he dumped her when some dumb blonde whore showed some interest."
Matt just shakes his head and rolls his eyes once again as he raises up his middle finger.
"Unfortunately, he isn't the only devil from my past to deal with. Kaylee Kassie has reared her ugly head and returned to the ring. Both of us spent a little bit of time in IPW, and that was where my hatred for her first blossomed. Kaylee always looked down on me, she always treated me like I was nothing. Now she did that to everyone in IPW, but there was always a bit more with me. This is a woman who on multiple occasions, told my girlfriend at the time that I wasn't good enough for her. Now, I heard what you had to say about all of that Kaylee, and you're right. I have done very well for myself since I got rid of that dead weight. Of course you couldn't just make your little backhanded compliment. No no no, you had to get in your dig. You had to bring up that Spotlight title. You had to bring up my darkest days in this business. You were part of one of my worst days ever Kaylee. Matt Shields Vs. Kaylee Kassie Vs. Persephone, Spotlight title on the line, along with my IPW career. If I lost, I was gone... and well you said it, I never have held that Spotlight title."
Matt stops and looks down at the floor for a few seconds, then looks over to the tag team title. He looks up and leans forward against.
"You know what other night you were there for Kaylee? My greatest night. Redemption Wrestling Zero Hour. Sunday September 25th, 2016 live from Bankers Life Fieldhouse. On that night, both of us were placed in to singles match to qualify for a shot at the Heavyweight title. I won my match, then I went on to win the title, then I went on to have the longest reign in this history of this company. You lost your match, you went on to flounder, leave Redemption Wrestling, fail in the second round of the All Female Invitational, do a piss poor job as the GM of West Coast Genesis, and now you're back here right alongside your idiotic boyfriend and the only part of your little trio I don't hate, Ronnie North. Do you want to know what is going to happen now that we are finding ourselves inside a ring against each other for the first time in IPW? I am going to show you just how far I have come and how far you have fallen. Sunday night, it will be me that looks down on you."
Matt looks straight ahead having dropped the tag team title belt. He stares for a few seconds, then sits back in the chair.
"Now, in case anyone thinks that I have forgotten about Jew Blazer and Ronnie North, let me put that to bed right now. Come on, the entire point of the shirt is to call attention to the bullshit that is this handicapped match. Kaylee only gets most of the attention because of the history. Believe me, I plan on hurting Jew Blazer just as badly, maybe worse considering that he is also a Guardian. I do truly hate them all. Well, except for Jessica. Blazer though, I despise that walking cartoon character. He is everything that my partner hates in this business, and while I do plan to hurt him, I honestly think Tillman wants to bet him down more than me."
Shields gives the camera a slight smirk as he raises up his open left hand, grabs his middle finger and does a recreation of the upcoming finger snap Jew Blazer is almost sure to receive.
"So now we come to Ronnie North. You know Ronnie, I actually kind of like you. I mean, if you try and collect on Johnny Mavericks bounty, I'll have to kill you where you stand, but as long as you don't do that, I have no real issues with you. We both agree that Jessica Sears has a ridiculously fantastic ass. I get the feeling that you're not exactly fond of Kaylee Kassie. We're both tag team champions. The only big difference between us, is that I surround myself with great people, while you surround yourself with a fake super hero and one of the biggest cunts to ever walk this earth. I'm gonna give you a choice in this match Ronnie, and I hope you take me up on it. This will keep you from lots of pain and suffering. It's a very simple choice. Either tag in and get hurt or, just don't tag in. I know that if you don't show up at all, Devlin Scott will fine you, maybe suspend you. Go ahead and come out there, just don't ever actually tag yourself in to the match. Let's keep this as a tag team match between myself and Tillman, and Blazer and Kaylee. You avoid much unneeded suffering while myself and Tillman again prove we're the best damn team in this company. Think it over Ronnie."
Matt leans in a bit more, taps his temple, then stands up. He grabs the tag title and walks off, dragging it behind him as the scene slowly fades.
