Post by Kayla Richards on May 25, 2018 19:09:41 GMT -5
You answer to me
I am the thunder and the rain
The confusion and the pain
And when I leave I will wash your wounds clean
And leave them golden
I got the whole world swingin' from the end of my chain
And I'm calling
I got your life in my hands and every debt will be paid
And I'm calling
“It finally happened. The powers that be in NGW have decided that the four “guardians” will be getting their walking papers to be led to the gallows for their execution at the hands of the Destroyers. The four weak willed callow wannabe’s led by captain soft cock himself the dropkick turd Adrien Cumbucket…”
Kayla scoffs and shakes her head, her lips curl in an arrogant snarl as she flutters her hand up to her chin.
“These four came together to stop us. See the Destroyers were an idea. It was the brainchild of Matt to gather people who were like minded to us. And in the beginning it was Coda and Jack. Coda fit in with us and to this day she is still a close friend of mine. And Jack?. He is the single most talented man not in my family or with the last name Shields I know. When Coda left we recruited the only person capable of replacing her in any way. My big brother Jaxon. He is almost seven foot tall and tough as nails. He will do what is needed to win. And now, well now Jaxon is twice the competitor Coda was and we have become stronger.”
“We ride together, we fight together, we watch each others backs and how has NGW reacted?”
“How has the company thanked us for bringing eyes and names to the NGW product?.”
“We have been pushed back and down and stripped of titles and championships. The jealousy and anger is real. Amber and Devlin want to keep us down and this isn’t some pretend animosity like others have, this is real. This is legit and this is unfair. Matthew, Jack, Jaxon and I are four of the best professional wrestlers on this planet today. We are the greatest collection of talent this business has ever seen. We’re better than The Society ever hoped to be, we’re better than the dogs of war with all due respect to our shared member Mr Jack Tillman. At one point we held all the gold worth holding in this company. We are the past present and future and the quicker you all get it through your thick skulls the better off we will all be. But there is one other glaring fact on all this you seem to be missing…”
Kayla pauses for a moment and scoffs with her arms folding back over her chest pushing up under her breasts causing an almost superhuman amount of tattooed cleavage.
“The Guardians want to beat us and break us due to some kind of moral objection to how we go about our business and do things. Pro wrestling is about showing your dominance and winning. In every sport there are people willing to go that extra mile and do what needs to be done to get ahead. Bill Belichick has done everything from tape opponents practise sessions to deflate balls. But you can’t argue with results. 5 super bowls. Then there’s Lance Armstrong, Florence Joyner, The entire UFC heavyweight division….just cause you’re smart enough to use an advantage as well as your god given talent you’re somehow the bad guy?.”
“I am genuinely sorry you are all too stupid to either do what we do or overcome it. But the Guardians want to act like they’re some morally superior group, striving to end the tyranny of the destroyers when the fact is...they’re jealous.”
“Jealous of our success…”
“Jealous of our relationships…”
“Jazmyn is in love with Adrien, Josh is being cucked by a bitch who’s probably fucking Ronnie, Jessica Sears is a slut and Adrien Cochrane?. Well after the debacle with Stacy Sterling...I’m shocked he didn’t turn gay…meanwhile Jack is married to wrestling, my brother is in a relationship with a doctor and Matthew and I are the most stable couple in the fucking world. You add our personal lives to the fact we dominate this company and if we chose to the goddamn world and I can understand and see the jealousy, but don’t lie and say you’re standing your ground on the base of moral fucking turpitude…”
“You all want to tear us down?. You want to end us then please try. You can try and break us apart but the spirit of the Destroyers will never die. Matt and I will always be the nucleus of the name and the ideal and you can’t kill our ideas. You can’t kill our heart. No matter how many you throw at us. Bring the Guardians, bring Rebel Society, bring that 7’2 psychopathic man child Dean Matthews, I don’t care. Bring em up and we’ll knock em down. See that’s what we do, we stand up to the unfair treatment and bullying. The blatant favouritism and efforts to hold us back. People hate winners and that’s what we are. Winners…”
Kayla flashes a huge smile and shrugs as Matt walks around the side and stops slowly looking over at Kayla.
“Adrien Cochrane has failed in every attempt to get the NGW title, Jazmyn Rain needed a fucking contra code with the amount of title shots she had, and yes I did just steal Jessica Sears little video game gimmick because that’s all she is, a fucking gimmick. And as for Josh Goldstein?. The little jewish engine that could?. The fact is that if you take away the comedy and chuckles all you’re left with is a skinny little weirdo with a jewfro and poorly fitting tights since he doesn’t seem to be able to...ya know...fill them out,...”:
“But in the destroyers you have proven champions, real competitors and people who have a track record of being the best of the best. But no, we’re the “bad guys”, we’re the villains, all because you are all too lazy, inept and untalented to actually figure out how to beat us.”
"Daddy"
Matt turns back as the call of Minoru is heard, drawing a shudder from Kayla.