Post by Devlin Scott on Jun 23, 2018 20:34:41 GMT -5
The message was simple and easy to understand. A simple black background and white text managed to tell a story in only two words and a hashtag. The camera zoomed out on the now almost notorious shirt and we were greeted by the smirking face of its creator, Matt Shields. He sat upon his throne, horror patched jeans and the #FUCK NGW shirt, the only thing he had decided to wear. He left his mask, the kendo stick, the axe, and the balloons behind as he kept it simple.
“I honestly thought I was done having to wear this shirt. I thought I could put it away and let it be nothing but a memory. Unfortunately, management just keeps giving me a reason to put it back on. Last show, I defeated Dead Eye in dominating and decisive fashion. It was a completely clean victory, right in the middle of that ring. What is my reward for such an incredible win? A chance at the Five Lakes title or perhaps the Spotlight title? A chance to win back the Tag Team titles that I never lost? A showcase main event match? No, it wasn’t any of those things. Instead, I get stuck in the middle of the God damned card, in a match against Levi fucking Adams.”
He just looks at the camera, stone-faced and silent for a good ten seconds before he rolls his eyes and sighs.
“The disrespect from Devlin Scott and Amber Richards, well it didn’t stop there. There was a spree of match announcements made for Wrestleforce, but nothing for me. It wasn’t until I questioned why they had nothing for the cornerstone of New Generation Wrestling, that a match was made. Devlin Scott just randomly decided that myself and Alex Jones are gonna face off. No rhyme, no reason, he just pulled a match out of his ass after I questioned his inability to make a marquee match for the man who put this company on the map.”
Shields sits up in his throne and leans forward a bit.
“He could have booked me against so many other people. He should have placed me in the Heavyweight title match, but apparently, he wants the main event that nobody is going to watch in Johnny fucking Maverick versus Adrien fucking Cochrane. He could have placed me in the Five Lakes title match. God knows I deserve a shot more than anyone else in there, well with the possible exception of John Blade. That man really is the heart and soul of New Generation Wrestling.”
Matt smirks and gives a sly wink to the camera.
“Even if he wanted to make sure I was kept far away from any of the titles, he could have given me a match against Jessica Sears or her Sasquatch looking retard of a boyfriend. Someone that I actually have issues with. He could have done a nice little tag match this week with myself and Kayla against Jessica and the reject Viking. My team wins, I pick a stipulation. Her teams win, she gets to…”
Matt just starts laughing, almost doubling over as he just continues to laugh for a good twenty seconds. He finally stops and actually has to wipe a tear from his eye because of how hard he was laughing.
“Sorry, sorry. I just… I thought of Jessica and that moron actually beating me and Kayla and it was the most hysterical thing ever. She has potential, but him… I put him one notch above Johnny Maverick, and we all know how I feel about him. Back to the point though. My matches at Wrestleforce and Dissension prove that this company doesn’t respect me as they should. I might just have to use Levi Adams to make an example on Sunday night.”
He sits back in his throne and just stretches his arms out before reaching down with his right and pulling up the axe he had hidden. He points it straight ahead and smirks as the scene slowly fades to black
“I honestly thought I was done having to wear this shirt. I thought I could put it away and let it be nothing but a memory. Unfortunately, management just keeps giving me a reason to put it back on. Last show, I defeated Dead Eye in dominating and decisive fashion. It was a completely clean victory, right in the middle of that ring. What is my reward for such an incredible win? A chance at the Five Lakes title or perhaps the Spotlight title? A chance to win back the Tag Team titles that I never lost? A showcase main event match? No, it wasn’t any of those things. Instead, I get stuck in the middle of the God damned card, in a match against Levi fucking Adams.”
He just looks at the camera, stone-faced and silent for a good ten seconds before he rolls his eyes and sighs.
“The disrespect from Devlin Scott and Amber Richards, well it didn’t stop there. There was a spree of match announcements made for Wrestleforce, but nothing for me. It wasn’t until I questioned why they had nothing for the cornerstone of New Generation Wrestling, that a match was made. Devlin Scott just randomly decided that myself and Alex Jones are gonna face off. No rhyme, no reason, he just pulled a match out of his ass after I questioned his inability to make a marquee match for the man who put this company on the map.”
Shields sits up in his throne and leans forward a bit.
“He could have booked me against so many other people. He should have placed me in the Heavyweight title match, but apparently, he wants the main event that nobody is going to watch in Johnny fucking Maverick versus Adrien fucking Cochrane. He could have placed me in the Five Lakes title match. God knows I deserve a shot more than anyone else in there, well with the possible exception of John Blade. That man really is the heart and soul of New Generation Wrestling.”
Matt smirks and gives a sly wink to the camera.
“Even if he wanted to make sure I was kept far away from any of the titles, he could have given me a match against Jessica Sears or her Sasquatch looking retard of a boyfriend. Someone that I actually have issues with. He could have done a nice little tag match this week with myself and Kayla against Jessica and the reject Viking. My team wins, I pick a stipulation. Her teams win, she gets to…”
Matt just starts laughing, almost doubling over as he just continues to laugh for a good twenty seconds. He finally stops and actually has to wipe a tear from his eye because of how hard he was laughing.
“Sorry, sorry. I just… I thought of Jessica and that moron actually beating me and Kayla and it was the most hysterical thing ever. She has potential, but him… I put him one notch above Johnny Maverick, and we all know how I feel about him. Back to the point though. My matches at Wrestleforce and Dissension prove that this company doesn’t respect me as they should. I might just have to use Levi Adams to make an example on Sunday night.”
He sits back in his throne and just stretches his arms out before reaching down with his right and pulling up the axe he had hidden. He points it straight ahead and smirks as the scene slowly fades to black