Post by dyce on Sept 2, 2008 0:55:35 GMT -5
So I sit here in my locker room that I finally got and wonder, what did I do wrong? Was I too anxious for my return back to the ring I let someone like Demented beat ME? ME?!? Out of ALL people, he beat ME.
But how? I'm God's Gift to Wrestling, The Lady-Killer, the One and Only....Dyce. But apparently not. Apparently I let Demented beat me on a PPV, Stampede. Not a good impression for a return that was suppose to be good, but hey, we all have to work off out ring rust. Besides, I have this week to make up for it.
*Ring, Ring, Ring*
Dyce: Your on the mic, whats your beef?
: Is every thing still going to go as planned this card?
Dyce: Of course it is. Why wouldn't it?
: Okay, good. Just making sure. See you later then.
*Click*
I hang up with who ever I was on the phone with. I'd let you guys in on a little secret, but that would ruin the whole surprise for this week. So, until then, I'm going to leave you guys thinking. That is, if you like to think. But let me start with my own little analysis here, whether you care for it or not.
I obviously haven't had a good start off here, so I can't really judge the place. But I do recognize some familiar names here, whether I feuded with them or not, it seems like a lot of old RWer's came this way. We have our World Heavyweight champion, Cloudstrife. Our intercontinental DarkAngel, and right there is 2/3 of the newly reborn DHS or well to my knowledge is newly reborn. I know my boy Jay Ray ran that shit for awhile, until he up and left again.
I see Blake Worship is here. One guy to don't want to feud with unless your willing to give it effort, which I dont have...YET! Still the ring rust. Other than that, other names never really stuck out except the big dumb Demented, and my opponent this week, Freakula.
:Baby, are you going to be okay?
That lovely voice that you hear there is my ughh...lady friend? Michelle. Isn't she a doll? I mean look at her, every slut a guy wants. Big blue beautiful eyes, an awesome rack, a nice ass, but the one that makes this one different is...INTELLIGENCE. You see, before she met me, she was a complete air head and ditz. But since seeing her for the past week, I have her trained already, just like me. Just the way I like them.
Dyce: Yes, yes. I'll be fine. I'm just coming off a hard loss last week. It was... It was just....EMBARRASSING! Just flat out embarrassing. How do I let someone like I, worthy of Cloud's heavyweight title, let some big dumb Demented guy beat him? Does it make sense?
Michelle:No, not at all sweet heart. You're God's Gift to Wrestling. The GREATEST of your time.
I look up at her from the sofa with a smile on my face. Wow, isn't she great. I told you guys. She just worships the ground I walk on. I mean, who wouldn't, really? To have a physique body like mine, to be a winner like me, to have money like me to.....wait a second, did she say I was the greatest of MY time?
Dyce:Wait, what did you just say?
Michelle:I said, "No, not at all sweet heart. You're God's Gift to Wrestling. The GREATEST of your time."
Dyce: The greatest of MY time? What is that suppose to mean, this is my time. My time is NOW! And this week on wrath, Freakula better watch out. He better be very careful who he f***s with. Because your f***ing with the wrong guy.[/color]
Michelle:And what about last week?[/color]
Dyce: What about it?[/color]
Michelle: Demented...?[/color]
Dyce: Don't worry about him, he'll get his, he'll get his.[/color]
I lean back into the couch back into a pondering state wondering how I'm going to take over REW. First by taking out Demented and Freakula, but do I roll solo, or are there people(s) I can trust here?
*TBC*[/font][/size]
But how? I'm God's Gift to Wrestling, The Lady-Killer, the One and Only....Dyce. But apparently not. Apparently I let Demented beat me on a PPV, Stampede. Not a good impression for a return that was suppose to be good, but hey, we all have to work off out ring rust. Besides, I have this week to make up for it.
*Ring, Ring, Ring*
Dyce: Your on the mic, whats your beef?
: Is every thing still going to go as planned this card?
Dyce: Of course it is. Why wouldn't it?
: Okay, good. Just making sure. See you later then.
*Click*
I hang up with who ever I was on the phone with. I'd let you guys in on a little secret, but that would ruin the whole surprise for this week. So, until then, I'm going to leave you guys thinking. That is, if you like to think. But let me start with my own little analysis here, whether you care for it or not.
I obviously haven't had a good start off here, so I can't really judge the place. But I do recognize some familiar names here, whether I feuded with them or not, it seems like a lot of old RWer's came this way. We have our World Heavyweight champion, Cloudstrife. Our intercontinental DarkAngel, and right there is 2/3 of the newly reborn DHS or well to my knowledge is newly reborn. I know my boy Jay Ray ran that shit for awhile, until he up and left again.
I see Blake Worship is here. One guy to don't want to feud with unless your willing to give it effort, which I dont have...YET! Still the ring rust. Other than that, other names never really stuck out except the big dumb Demented, and my opponent this week, Freakula.
:Baby, are you going to be okay?
That lovely voice that you hear there is my ughh...lady friend? Michelle. Isn't she a doll? I mean look at her, every slut a guy wants. Big blue beautiful eyes, an awesome rack, a nice ass, but the one that makes this one different is...INTELLIGENCE. You see, before she met me, she was a complete air head and ditz. But since seeing her for the past week, I have her trained already, just like me. Just the way I like them.
Dyce: Yes, yes. I'll be fine. I'm just coming off a hard loss last week. It was... It was just....EMBARRASSING! Just flat out embarrassing. How do I let someone like I, worthy of Cloud's heavyweight title, let some big dumb Demented guy beat him? Does it make sense?
Michelle:No, not at all sweet heart. You're God's Gift to Wrestling. The GREATEST of your time.
I look up at her from the sofa with a smile on my face. Wow, isn't she great. I told you guys. She just worships the ground I walk on. I mean, who wouldn't, really? To have a physique body like mine, to be a winner like me, to have money like me to.....wait a second, did she say I was the greatest of MY time?
Dyce:Wait, what did you just say?
Michelle:I said, "No, not at all sweet heart. You're God's Gift to Wrestling. The GREATEST of your time."
Dyce: The greatest of MY time? What is that suppose to mean, this is my time. My time is NOW! And this week on wrath, Freakula better watch out. He better be very careful who he f***s with. Because your f***ing with the wrong guy.[/color]
Michelle:And what about last week?[/color]
Dyce: What about it?[/color]
Michelle: Demented...?[/color]
Dyce: Don't worry about him, he'll get his, he'll get his.[/color]
I lean back into the couch back into a pondering state wondering how I'm going to take over REW. First by taking out Demented and Freakula, but do I roll solo, or are there people(s) I can trust here?
*TBC*[/font][/size]