Did you see what happened out there?
Do you know how horrible a human being a person has to be in order for his partner to ditch him mid-match and walk off, saying that the whole thing doesn't benefit her at all? Anyway, things happened the way they happened, and the focus from his end should be placed on the new task ahead of him. Everything that I said before turned out to be right; those people don't really care about being a part of this. There is a tier of wrestlers in this company who have already been placed on top of the pedestal, and once that placement has been earned, the smaller tournaments and the random pairings stop being viewed by them as anything worth investing into, because the only thing being measured at that level is how directly the next move feeds into the bigger picture. Minerva is one of those wrestlers, and why the fuck would anyone think Tag Team Turmoil was ever going to matter to her anyway? All of that was being said by her in the moment to flex some sense of control, but then the whole thing got dropped right away, and Kelton was left to handle things on his own. Maybe it is more of a way around the situation, because, again, it was actually said by her that this wasn't something she wanted to be signed up for, that games weren't going to be played with the ToXXXin she had built it up for, and that her real goal was the main event of Pain For Pride. Jon Kelton had no chance, and for that, it has happened. As was said before, bad people are going to be left in hell dealing with their sins, and Jon Kelton is one of those people out there. The claim was made by him that I would be mad about the truth being told, but that is simply the goalpost being moved. My piece was said, my personal opinion on the kind of person he is was put on the record, and if it didn't want to be accepted by him, what was said back about me actually reflects more on the kind of person he is than it does on me. Now, this tag team has been fine so far from where I am sitting. The two of us still don't like each other from the outset, but that is more on Chris's end for still holding onto whatever stupid, unnecessary grudge has been carried with him toward me, and guess what? His feelings are not something being factored in by me. The work is what is being made to function here, and in our first match, smooth sailing is what it ended up being, because all of that can be set aside, and he is good enough on his to thrive through it. My death can be pronounced by Chris Elite all he wants, and a thousand different joke names that should have been left in the years they came from can be reached for, but the winning is still going to be done by us, regardless, because he is going to have to force himself to work with me, whether he likes it or not. Again, nothing personal is being held by me toward Chris Elite, and the sole goal at this point is the winning of this tournament with the purpose that has been renewed for me, and the priority of winning here is what is being looked forward to, with a stack of victories being built on top of it.
Since the two opponents being placed across from me are my little children, this is going to start off with the most childish one of them. One of them is probably still carrying the bitterness of being outlasted by my partner at Grand Rampage, and the other is also carrying the bitterness of having actually been beaten by Chris Elite in her own singles match. Ain't it funny how scores have already been settled over the both of you by the two of us, in our singles matches, on opposite sides of the same ledger? Saori Aizen is that one annoying elitist who can't seem to be rubbed away from me. There is a particular hierarchy that exists in every locker room, whether anyone wants to admit it openly or not, where the right to lecture another wrestler on what a certain situation actually feels like is something that has to be earned through being placed inside of it more than once, through having stood under the kind of pressure being discussed long enough for the pattern of it to be understood from the inside out, and not from the outside looking in. When someone wants to have a degree to talk to me about what it feels like to be in a World Championship match, the preference on my end is for that voice to be coming from someone who has actually been in it multiple times, who has been a part of that pressured pattern before, who has the standing to glean some insight from it and pass it along to me… and not from someone whose resume sits at a lesser level than the conversation being had. If it were Chris Elite speaking to me about being a part of those matches, that would make sense, wouldn't it? It could be told to me by them that I am not ready, and that would be perfectly fine, because those are the people whose word carries that kind of weight. Men like Impact, women like Kassidy Heart, or any of the notable names out there who already have experience stitched under their belt, those are the people who actually hold valid claims about a situation like this one. But Saori Aizen? She is not that level of elitist to be teaching me about a damn thing, and my own failures are not known better by her than they are by me. First and foremost, Aizen, the topic of me believing in my own hype should not be brought up by you, considering that is exactly how your career in EAW was wanted to be started in the first place, before this whole "rise from the ashes" thing was pivoted into and the realization was finally arrived at by you that the hype being trusted in was hype that was never really there to begin with. Secondly, this isn't really the case that some kind of moral victory has been claimed — that would let you think a better understanding of my failures has been held by you the moment I am seen competing in the World Title scene, but it has become a recurring theme among elitists around here. It is more like the position itself is what is being wanted by you, and that is why a reason for knowing better than me is being justified by you, when it is clear that you don’t truly know what it is like to be competing in a match as highly contested as a World Title match… and yet I am still being told by you that the better one in this conversation is the one being claimed to be you? Am I supposed to believe that you have been separated from the former version of yourself, the one who could be so deluded about herself, the one who thought she was smarter than anyone else in the room?
The bullshit being sold by you is not what I’m being bought into, and the one who is actually carrying around the fragile ego in this conversation, the one who still operates from it, is you. Your assumption that my accountability for my own failures is not being take, is what I am being told is the reason your strategy of analyzing your mistakes and refusing to ever repeat them is being held up as some sort of comparison piece against mine. Maybe everything was being gotten right by you all the way down until the last part, because even up to this point, you don’t seem to understand that the same mistake is still being repeated, and that mistake is the attempt to be smarter than a person whose intellect is clearly not lower than yours, especially a man like me. Let's be honest about it. If those mistakes were actually being analyzed by you the way it has been claimed, and if the position was truly being held that the same mistakes wouldn't be repeated, your first paragraph wouldn't have been started by you with me being called out for being fake and for not having "actually" beaten you, when it was clearly done by me, by the way… but that is what domination is supposed to be about, isn't it? Anything is going to be done by you to stand above me, anything is going to be reached for in the attempt to be better than me, but clearly, that is not the position you are operating from. In our last match, you were outclassed by me to the degree that no room was left behind for any argument to be made by you, and a few thoughts had been carried with me afterward, that if a chance was ever going to be given to me to come across you again, the reason for that loss was going to be desperately tried to be justified by you, and that is clearly what was done, and it is not really working the way you think it is. Your opinion about my loss against Drake Armstrong is not something I care about, because the responsibility for that loss is not yours to carry. It is MY responsibility to take up the failure that people like you, with so little experience stitched under your belt, do not understand the weight of what it is like to actually be in that position, what it is like to be competing at the stakes where the World Championship is on the line and the chip is sitting on your shoulder and the entire thing feels like Atlas lifting the heavens, what it likes to go up against an actual World Champion and compete for the actual belt three times across the span of a year and to have it failed at on multiple occasions, what it is like to be settled into that very difficult position over a stretch of years. You don’t know shits about it. No lecture on any of those topics is going to be heard out from someone who has not been in that position anywhere near as often as I have, and certainly not one that needs to be heard from you.
The two of us are going to meet again inside the ring, but the technical route is not something that needs to be taken up by me for you to be beaten.
A fucking professional wrestler is what I am.
You can be pinned, you can be submitted, and anything else can be done by me rightfully to beat you, and that is more than enough to settle whatever argument is being held over who the superior one in that ring really is. And by the way, if the loss being taken by you isn't supposed to matter, but the length is still being gone to on your end to talk about how this match has suddenly been made personal to you, how the loss against me has been burning inside of you so badly, how your confidence has been killed off by it, then I’m aware that beating you again is only going to make all of it worse. From the first instance of meeting you, what your weakness is and what can easily kill you off was already understood by me; it is your unthoughtfulness. Nothing is going to work. How is the pushing of me out of my own line to beat you supposed to give you an edge that makes any difference compared to me simply controlling my own ability and beating you in the same senseless fashion? Either you are being pushed by me, or I am being pushed by you; it doesn't make a lot of difference in the outcome, and the same ruthless opponent you so badly want to lose to is the one being given to you. But I wanted to be seen regardless. The way this big puzzle about me is going to be solved by you, and the way some path toward your desperate victory against me is going to be figured out by you eventually, is something I want to watch unfold, because wouldn't it be a disappointment for you to be seen failing all over again? Real effort can be put in by you to try and take me out, lengths can be gone to on your end and philosophical bullshit can be spun up about how a lesser elitist is what I am being labeled as compared to you, but it is going to be made sure by me that nothing being done or said by you is going to stop me from exposing the fact that the same mistakes are still being repeated by you, and that the echo chamber you have been living inside of that filled with those stupid ideas about me have been fed back to you, is what is really killing you off.
Maybe the idea of how things played out is going to be stripped down by me and put into plainer terms between the two of us, Damon Lazarus, because as far as I am concerned, the drastic difference in our quality as professional wrestlers and the difference in the experience being carried by each of us still aren't comparable on any honest level. I am still better than you by all means, whether you want to admit it or not, and why? It is plainly obvious. A fucking rookie is what you are when stacked up against the tenure being held by me here. Since Shock Value, and aside from any revisionist version of what happened at Shock Value is being floated around now, let's talk about how everyone has been talking to you since that night. You came to this company as this huge threat of a guy, the kind that came from strange places nobody could really place, perhaps from the early Renaissance era that no one had heard of before, perhaps Damon Lazarus was the actual guy who shot John F. Kennedy dead. You joined this company with that infamous veteran act being put on display, and first of all, everyone was legitimately scared of you. But after a while, the pleasant conversations stopped being given to you, because what was actually being talked about by people was how the failures being suffered by you came from the provoking of me and the "embarrassment" being handed back to you by me. If it weren't being said by me directly, the same thing would have been thought by most people except you anyway, but again, that is how history works and plays itself out. The revisionist type of guy who goes to length about how proud he is in beating Damon Lazarus, is not what I have to be because you are not special. You are just an old man with the broken ego of someone who thought it was the greatest idea to go up against me and provoke me, and what happened? It was a fight and you lost. Not a single thing was gained out of it. Now what happens? Some kind of your anger is being put up, because the way history has been telling you the story of Shock Value is not the way it was intended to be heard. The harsh truth about that match is going to be told to you right now, and the harsh truth is that not even the slightest bit of pride is being carried by me about that victory. My time was wasted at Shock Value, on one singular marquee event, dealing with the sheer amount of your stubbornness that I didn't necessarily need to be in there for in the first place, but the situation was forced into being by you, because of this weird obsession that has been held by you toward me, or what others might want to call being a big fan of mine. This ground has been gone over before, and walking it again is something I don't mind doing, especially since the two of you want to so recklessly push me out of my own line to cost yourselves the match and bring about your own downfalls in the process. That must be one hell of a smart plan being cooked up between the two of you, especially when the talking down is being done toward two talents of our caliber that the two of you can't even measure up to on your own, let alone with your efforts thrown into the same pot together.
This tag team match is going to be a better one because the two of us are going to put it together nicely, and some better lessons are going to be given to the two of you with lessons that need to be hammered into those thick skulls and remembered.
We are going to the finals of this tournament, whether the two of you can fuck off and find some better purpose to be doing in life, or whether you keep coming around seeking yet another unnecessary loss to be added against your own good.
Do you know how horrible a human being a person has to be in order for his partner to ditch him mid-match and walk off, saying that the whole thing doesn't benefit her at all? Anyway, things happened the way they happened, and the focus from his end should be placed on the new task ahead of him. Everything that I said before turned out to be right; those people don't really care about being a part of this. There is a tier of wrestlers in this company who have already been placed on top of the pedestal, and once that placement has been earned, the smaller tournaments and the random pairings stop being viewed by them as anything worth investing into, because the only thing being measured at that level is how directly the next move feeds into the bigger picture. Minerva is one of those wrestlers, and why the fuck would anyone think Tag Team Turmoil was ever going to matter to her anyway? All of that was being said by her in the moment to flex some sense of control, but then the whole thing got dropped right away, and Kelton was left to handle things on his own. Maybe it is more of a way around the situation, because, again, it was actually said by her that this wasn't something she wanted to be signed up for, that games weren't going to be played with the ToXXXin she had built it up for, and that her real goal was the main event of Pain For Pride. Jon Kelton had no chance, and for that, it has happened. As was said before, bad people are going to be left in hell dealing with their sins, and Jon Kelton is one of those people out there. The claim was made by him that I would be mad about the truth being told, but that is simply the goalpost being moved. My piece was said, my personal opinion on the kind of person he is was put on the record, and if it didn't want to be accepted by him, what was said back about me actually reflects more on the kind of person he is than it does on me. Now, this tag team has been fine so far from where I am sitting. The two of us still don't like each other from the outset, but that is more on Chris's end for still holding onto whatever stupid, unnecessary grudge has been carried with him toward me, and guess what? His feelings are not something being factored in by me. The work is what is being made to function here, and in our first match, smooth sailing is what it ended up being, because all of that can be set aside, and he is good enough on his to thrive through it. My death can be pronounced by Chris Elite all he wants, and a thousand different joke names that should have been left in the years they came from can be reached for, but the winning is still going to be done by us, regardless, because he is going to have to force himself to work with me, whether he likes it or not. Again, nothing personal is being held by me toward Chris Elite, and the sole goal at this point is the winning of this tournament with the purpose that has been renewed for me, and the priority of winning here is what is being looked forward to, with a stack of victories being built on top of it.
Since the two opponents being placed across from me are my little children, this is going to start off with the most childish one of them. One of them is probably still carrying the bitterness of being outlasted by my partner at Grand Rampage, and the other is also carrying the bitterness of having actually been beaten by Chris Elite in her own singles match. Ain't it funny how scores have already been settled over the both of you by the two of us, in our singles matches, on opposite sides of the same ledger? Saori Aizen is that one annoying elitist who can't seem to be rubbed away from me. There is a particular hierarchy that exists in every locker room, whether anyone wants to admit it openly or not, where the right to lecture another wrestler on what a certain situation actually feels like is something that has to be earned through being placed inside of it more than once, through having stood under the kind of pressure being discussed long enough for the pattern of it to be understood from the inside out, and not from the outside looking in. When someone wants to have a degree to talk to me about what it feels like to be in a World Championship match, the preference on my end is for that voice to be coming from someone who has actually been in it multiple times, who has been a part of that pressured pattern before, who has the standing to glean some insight from it and pass it along to me… and not from someone whose resume sits at a lesser level than the conversation being had. If it were Chris Elite speaking to me about being a part of those matches, that would make sense, wouldn't it? It could be told to me by them that I am not ready, and that would be perfectly fine, because those are the people whose word carries that kind of weight. Men like Impact, women like Kassidy Heart, or any of the notable names out there who already have experience stitched under their belt, those are the people who actually hold valid claims about a situation like this one. But Saori Aizen? She is not that level of elitist to be teaching me about a damn thing, and my own failures are not known better by her than they are by me. First and foremost, Aizen, the topic of me believing in my own hype should not be brought up by you, considering that is exactly how your career in EAW was wanted to be started in the first place, before this whole "rise from the ashes" thing was pivoted into and the realization was finally arrived at by you that the hype being trusted in was hype that was never really there to begin with. Secondly, this isn't really the case that some kind of moral victory has been claimed — that would let you think a better understanding of my failures has been held by you the moment I am seen competing in the World Title scene, but it has become a recurring theme among elitists around here. It is more like the position itself is what is being wanted by you, and that is why a reason for knowing better than me is being justified by you, when it is clear that you don’t truly know what it is like to be competing in a match as highly contested as a World Title match… and yet I am still being told by you that the better one in this conversation is the one being claimed to be you? Am I supposed to believe that you have been separated from the former version of yourself, the one who could be so deluded about herself, the one who thought she was smarter than anyone else in the room?
The bullshit being sold by you is not what I’m being bought into, and the one who is actually carrying around the fragile ego in this conversation, the one who still operates from it, is you. Your assumption that my accountability for my own failures is not being take, is what I am being told is the reason your strategy of analyzing your mistakes and refusing to ever repeat them is being held up as some sort of comparison piece against mine. Maybe everything was being gotten right by you all the way down until the last part, because even up to this point, you don’t seem to understand that the same mistake is still being repeated, and that mistake is the attempt to be smarter than a person whose intellect is clearly not lower than yours, especially a man like me. Let's be honest about it. If those mistakes were actually being analyzed by you the way it has been claimed, and if the position was truly being held that the same mistakes wouldn't be repeated, your first paragraph wouldn't have been started by you with me being called out for being fake and for not having "actually" beaten you, when it was clearly done by me, by the way… but that is what domination is supposed to be about, isn't it? Anything is going to be done by you to stand above me, anything is going to be reached for in the attempt to be better than me, but clearly, that is not the position you are operating from. In our last match, you were outclassed by me to the degree that no room was left behind for any argument to be made by you, and a few thoughts had been carried with me afterward, that if a chance was ever going to be given to me to come across you again, the reason for that loss was going to be desperately tried to be justified by you, and that is clearly what was done, and it is not really working the way you think it is. Your opinion about my loss against Drake Armstrong is not something I care about, because the responsibility for that loss is not yours to carry. It is MY responsibility to take up the failure that people like you, with so little experience stitched under your belt, do not understand the weight of what it is like to actually be in that position, what it is like to be competing at the stakes where the World Championship is on the line and the chip is sitting on your shoulder and the entire thing feels like Atlas lifting the heavens, what it likes to go up against an actual World Champion and compete for the actual belt three times across the span of a year and to have it failed at on multiple occasions, what it is like to be settled into that very difficult position over a stretch of years. You don’t know shits about it. No lecture on any of those topics is going to be heard out from someone who has not been in that position anywhere near as often as I have, and certainly not one that needs to be heard from you.
The two of us are going to meet again inside the ring, but the technical route is not something that needs to be taken up by me for you to be beaten.
A fucking professional wrestler is what I am.
You can be pinned, you can be submitted, and anything else can be done by me rightfully to beat you, and that is more than enough to settle whatever argument is being held over who the superior one in that ring really is. And by the way, if the loss being taken by you isn't supposed to matter, but the length is still being gone to on your end to talk about how this match has suddenly been made personal to you, how the loss against me has been burning inside of you so badly, how your confidence has been killed off by it, then I’m aware that beating you again is only going to make all of it worse. From the first instance of meeting you, what your weakness is and what can easily kill you off was already understood by me; it is your unthoughtfulness. Nothing is going to work. How is the pushing of me out of my own line to beat you supposed to give you an edge that makes any difference compared to me simply controlling my own ability and beating you in the same senseless fashion? Either you are being pushed by me, or I am being pushed by you; it doesn't make a lot of difference in the outcome, and the same ruthless opponent you so badly want to lose to is the one being given to you. But I wanted to be seen regardless. The way this big puzzle about me is going to be solved by you, and the way some path toward your desperate victory against me is going to be figured out by you eventually, is something I want to watch unfold, because wouldn't it be a disappointment for you to be seen failing all over again? Real effort can be put in by you to try and take me out, lengths can be gone to on your end and philosophical bullshit can be spun up about how a lesser elitist is what I am being labeled as compared to you, but it is going to be made sure by me that nothing being done or said by you is going to stop me from exposing the fact that the same mistakes are still being repeated by you, and that the echo chamber you have been living inside of that filled with those stupid ideas about me have been fed back to you, is what is really killing you off.
Maybe the idea of how things played out is going to be stripped down by me and put into plainer terms between the two of us, Damon Lazarus, because as far as I am concerned, the drastic difference in our quality as professional wrestlers and the difference in the experience being carried by each of us still aren't comparable on any honest level. I am still better than you by all means, whether you want to admit it or not, and why? It is plainly obvious. A fucking rookie is what you are when stacked up against the tenure being held by me here. Since Shock Value, and aside from any revisionist version of what happened at Shock Value is being floated around now, let's talk about how everyone has been talking to you since that night. You came to this company as this huge threat of a guy, the kind that came from strange places nobody could really place, perhaps from the early Renaissance era that no one had heard of before, perhaps Damon Lazarus was the actual guy who shot John F. Kennedy dead. You joined this company with that infamous veteran act being put on display, and first of all, everyone was legitimately scared of you. But after a while, the pleasant conversations stopped being given to you, because what was actually being talked about by people was how the failures being suffered by you came from the provoking of me and the "embarrassment" being handed back to you by me. If it weren't being said by me directly, the same thing would have been thought by most people except you anyway, but again, that is how history works and plays itself out. The revisionist type of guy who goes to length about how proud he is in beating Damon Lazarus, is not what I have to be because you are not special. You are just an old man with the broken ego of someone who thought it was the greatest idea to go up against me and provoke me, and what happened? It was a fight and you lost. Not a single thing was gained out of it. Now what happens? Some kind of your anger is being put up, because the way history has been telling you the story of Shock Value is not the way it was intended to be heard. The harsh truth about that match is going to be told to you right now, and the harsh truth is that not even the slightest bit of pride is being carried by me about that victory. My time was wasted at Shock Value, on one singular marquee event, dealing with the sheer amount of your stubbornness that I didn't necessarily need to be in there for in the first place, but the situation was forced into being by you, because of this weird obsession that has been held by you toward me, or what others might want to call being a big fan of mine. This ground has been gone over before, and walking it again is something I don't mind doing, especially since the two of you want to so recklessly push me out of my own line to cost yourselves the match and bring about your own downfalls in the process. That must be one hell of a smart plan being cooked up between the two of you, especially when the talking down is being done toward two talents of our caliber that the two of you can't even measure up to on your own, let alone with your efforts thrown into the same pot together.
This tag team match is going to be a better one because the two of us are going to put it together nicely, and some better lessons are going to be given to the two of you with lessons that need to be hammered into those thick skulls and remembered.
We are going to the finals of this tournament, whether the two of you can fuck off and find some better purpose to be doing in life, or whether you keep coming around seeking yet another unnecessary loss to be added against your own good.
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