“Mistakes are a fact of life. It is the response to error that counts.”
- Nikki Giovanni
A Victim.
A Target.
A Hunter.
A Visionary.
A Lure.
A Trap.
A Diversion.
A Classic Tactical Maneuver.
You Two Fell For It.
You Made Grave Errors.
Baba Yaga, The Boogeyman, The Bump In The Night.
I Am Him.
And Now, You Pay The Ultimate Price For These Mistakes.
.........................
7/3/20
Hello, Jesse.
How is Hannah?
How are you?
I hope the best for you, my dearest friend.
Truthfully, I'm relieved to see you. For the better part of this week, I've faced these two mongrels. I speak, and like moths to the flame they come at me with accusation after accusation. As The 420's spoke so ill of my name, cursing me for my very existence, seeing you put them in their place brings a smile on my face. See, Jake, Bronson, this is tag team chemistry. This is working as a collaborative unit to reach a goal. I like to think of myself as the warning shot. The foot-soldier on the front lines firing shot after shot to distract the enemy, while Jesse is the sniper in this scenario, planting a bullet containing truth through each of your skulls. All I've heard from the both of you is how much you dislike me or wish to prove you're better then us. There's so much uncertainty in your voices, full of empty promises that I doubt you will deliver.
I see your game Jake. I know it, and it's annoying as anything else you do. Not once, ever, have I ever been anyone's lap dog. Initially, I feared for my freedom, but time after time, Jesse has proven he and I are on the same level. He's sacrificed himself multiple times for my sake, but yet you keep feeding this dead theory that I'm somehow being used by him. Not once have I ever had a negative thing happen to me while under the Covenant banner, back to back for two FPV's in a row I've contested for a title. Was I helped by Jesse Barlow? Yes, but why I should I feel shame in accepting the help of another? You act like you're above that. You act like the smart thing to would to be just say no to the opportunity afforded to me. That type of pride is beyond idotic, and contradicting of the man behind those words. The same man who likes to blur his own words and make these grand assumptions to create a line they believe will ensure them victory in this debate, but truthfully, you have no idea what you're talking about. The comment about me defending Jesse and holding him to a high standard is such a terrible lie, because you and Bronson are literally the ones who brought him up. You're the ones who wanted to jump on the Covenant hate bandwagon and try to create this illsuion we're not a team, because you're lacking anything interesting to say. Every week I have to the same shit, and I'm so tired of it. I'm tired of facing people who are unoriginal and can't offer me an actual challenge in this war of words. Fire & Ice is the only exception to that rule, and believe me, The 420's are an insufferable downgrade. You're as sensitive as they come Jake, and it honestly isn't worth the effort to think about too much. You get so offended when I bring up a recent loss of yours, showing your shame on full display for everyone to say, but then willingly point to my own faults like that's going to get to me. It doesn't, and as I've said before, I grow with every match. I lean from previous mistakes and come out a better wrestler for it. Those 9 losses you keep running your mouth about helped me find my groove here, and shortly after Grand Rampage, I defeated Gavin McArdle to earn my shot at the Interwire Championship. Did I win? No. But did I give it my all? Fuck yes I did. I'm a sponge who feeds off of competition that is more experienced then me. If you think that's stupid, if you think that's complacency, I really don't care. The opinion of Jake Smith is one I can happily do without. After all, you think I should find "sarcasm" when I don't think a mud wrestling match should be in a fucking wrestling company. I respect the opinon of men like Rex McAllister, the definition of a wrestler. You? You're an entertainer. Someone who makes themselves an easy target and hides behind hollow words. I've touched on literally every accusation you have against me in previous matches, and if you really did the homework, you'd know. If you really knew so much about me, you'd know the struggles and improvements I went through to get to this point. The enlightenment I face expands my horizons, and rather then just going for what you call the "important points", I see the red web of impurity in your words. My "speech" about not playing God, and your reaction to it, is enough for me to see you don't even know the game you're playing. You're far past the tutorial, and there is no exit. For what you consider a "small point" is an example to my point earlier about you not being responsible for your words. You think you can say anything and not be held accountable, but myself and Jesse are putting a stop to that. The truth is, the only thing I'm grasping is your neck as I strangle the life out of you and your credibility. As you continue to try and turn my actions as ammunition to take me down, you miss shot after shot, as Jesse has already set you down. You don't get our message as you claim to, as you're one of the many antagonists to our cause. This is a humbling lesson for you. All of that shit talking you've done, all of those grand promises, imagine how foolish you'll look once you lose to us. Two shows in a row, and two demoralizing losses for you, crushing your dreams and aspirations. Don't worry, Jake, because once you do lose, this company will find a way to put in the fold with another unfunny comedy routine.
As much of a loss hope Jake Smith is to change his ways, it's disappointing to see Bronson Daniels is in a much, much terrible way. The words of Jesse Barlow ring at a deafening volume as you being your promo Bronson, calling you another Chris Elite and Andre Walker. Your tone drastically shifted, and I honestly don't know what to make of it. Bi-polar disorder is such a common illness, but it's clear you suffer from pure stupidity and an ego problem. It's such a far cry from a champion more deserving like Jalyn Garcia, who actually knew how to be consistent in their voice. You started off respectful, dipping back and fourth between a fighting champion to an absolute buffoon, and here you are going off the deep end. Your words hold absolutely no weight, as just like Jake Smith, you're an oversensitive man-child. My respect for you, regardless of if you like it or not, is long gone from this upsetting display. All of this talk, only to lose to us. It's hilarious to me how you're so cocky right now, thinking there's no chance in hell for us to beat you. It was tough to stomach most of what you're said, because you're really channeling the vibe of others with no personality. This is the new "hipster" vibe, saying shut the fuck up and suck my dick was created by someone with an inferiority complex, and much like Chris Elite, you follow suit. The difference is, he didn't need to play an act in the beginning. He didn't need to act like he was something he wasn't. I might not respect his tactics, but he's a made man who's grinded for years to get to where he's at. You? You've been here for a few months, and already think you're a future Hall of Famer. Confidence is fine, and it's key to succeed, but you're so high on your own supply you don't even know what you're talking about. I predicted you would brag about your title, and what did you do? You bragged. You felt so-offended someone called you out for something, and decided to go on this childish tangent. It's a shame to see that title, a title I've never disrespected, go to waste around your waist. You're unfit to be a champion, and believe me, you won't have a long regin. Regardless of how upset you are at that statement, you don't have the endurance most others do. I digress, as it's not my place to speak on the New Breed Title situation, but believe me, that title doesn't frighten me. Shit, you don't frighten me, "beloved". Ugh. I feel gross even trying to mock you. Originality is truely dead in EAW, and that's so upsetting. I had faith in you, I had faith in this idea that you could stand above others and their expectations, but you became them without a second thought. You're so full of anger, you can't even keep track of what you're saying. You have the same issue as your partner, shooting your mouth off and thinking nothing ill will come of it. You did say you could beat DeDeDe, you did brag about your title, and you did fuck yourself out of this conversation the moment you started to impersonate Chris Elite. Am I speaking in an alien language here? I don't think I am, but then again, someone like you can't bear to hear the truth. Someone like you can talk about how they "accept their defeats", but your tone clearly indicates a deeper meaning. You're not you try to sell yourself to be, and it's so easy to see through this charade. Do you hear me talk about how much better I think I am then others? Do you hear me say no one can beat me? No. I'm not an egomaniac, and you sure as shit are not a superstar because you simply won a low-tier title and want to have a pissing contest about who's better. Those who are unenlightened, those that can't be saved by The Covenant's word can't understand the words we speak, because THEY are the problem. THE 420's are just a fragment of the issue. While they preach how great they are while not even knowing what the fuck they want to be to society, The Covenant serves more then just ourselves. You keep using Grand Rampage as an excuse, but as I mentioned, I've grown since then. Pay. Attention. Stop. Assuming. It's not that hard, and neither is admitting how selfish you really are. You don't care about the people, you care about yourself. You do nothing for the people, as holding a championship has nothing to do with their benefit. We're the ones who help the poor, donate to charity, and protest against the evil of this country. You think of me as weird for stating my views on religion, and you use a lame gay joke to try and get in once again, a useless Chris Elite-like insult in. The only reason you don't understand our words is because of how brain dead you really are. Complain about the stereotypes as much as you like, but you live up to the stupid pot head one to a T. But go ahead, try to wrap your head around my words this time, take your time. I'm sure it's hard to think straight when you're high on your own hype and weed at the same time. The day you lose that title, I'll gladly be there to ask you how confident you really feel. I don't need a championship to continue to support my goal, to spread the message of The Covenant, and I don't your approval what makes someone a good competitor. Continue to call me a bitch, call me gay, I really don't give a fuck, because I've debunked all of the idiotic things you've said with validity and evidence, while you work your theory off of baseless shit you thought of on the spot instead of doing anything new or unique.
For every new petty insult, for every stupid claim, for every defiant act, you two only make things worse for yourselves. It'd be wise to give up, but I'm wasting my breath trying to ask for you to think this through. You're in deep shit, calling this match a squash.
How sad.
How pathetic.
All of that hope.
Only to be met with despair.
The Covenant will prevail.
And then we'll who's just as good as they say they are.
Should've chosen your words more carefully, be a shame if this "jobber" team beat you two, wouldn't it?
Ciao, scum.
- Nikki Giovanni
A Victim.
A Target.
A Hunter.
A Visionary.
A Lure.
A Trap.
A Diversion.
A Classic Tactical Maneuver.
You Two Fell For It.
You Made Grave Errors.
Baba Yaga, The Boogeyman, The Bump In The Night.
I Am Him.
And Now, You Pay The Ultimate Price For These Mistakes.
.........................
7/3/20
Hello, Jesse.
How is Hannah?
How are you?
I hope the best for you, my dearest friend.
Truthfully, I'm relieved to see you. For the better part of this week, I've faced these two mongrels. I speak, and like moths to the flame they come at me with accusation after accusation. As The 420's spoke so ill of my name, cursing me for my very existence, seeing you put them in their place brings a smile on my face. See, Jake, Bronson, this is tag team chemistry. This is working as a collaborative unit to reach a goal. I like to think of myself as the warning shot. The foot-soldier on the front lines firing shot after shot to distract the enemy, while Jesse is the sniper in this scenario, planting a bullet containing truth through each of your skulls. All I've heard from the both of you is how much you dislike me or wish to prove you're better then us. There's so much uncertainty in your voices, full of empty promises that I doubt you will deliver.
I see your game Jake. I know it, and it's annoying as anything else you do. Not once, ever, have I ever been anyone's lap dog. Initially, I feared for my freedom, but time after time, Jesse has proven he and I are on the same level. He's sacrificed himself multiple times for my sake, but yet you keep feeding this dead theory that I'm somehow being used by him. Not once have I ever had a negative thing happen to me while under the Covenant banner, back to back for two FPV's in a row I've contested for a title. Was I helped by Jesse Barlow? Yes, but why I should I feel shame in accepting the help of another? You act like you're above that. You act like the smart thing to would to be just say no to the opportunity afforded to me. That type of pride is beyond idotic, and contradicting of the man behind those words. The same man who likes to blur his own words and make these grand assumptions to create a line they believe will ensure them victory in this debate, but truthfully, you have no idea what you're talking about. The comment about me defending Jesse and holding him to a high standard is such a terrible lie, because you and Bronson are literally the ones who brought him up. You're the ones who wanted to jump on the Covenant hate bandwagon and try to create this illsuion we're not a team, because you're lacking anything interesting to say. Every week I have to the same shit, and I'm so tired of it. I'm tired of facing people who are unoriginal and can't offer me an actual challenge in this war of words. Fire & Ice is the only exception to that rule, and believe me, The 420's are an insufferable downgrade. You're as sensitive as they come Jake, and it honestly isn't worth the effort to think about too much. You get so offended when I bring up a recent loss of yours, showing your shame on full display for everyone to say, but then willingly point to my own faults like that's going to get to me. It doesn't, and as I've said before, I grow with every match. I lean from previous mistakes and come out a better wrestler for it. Those 9 losses you keep running your mouth about helped me find my groove here, and shortly after Grand Rampage, I defeated Gavin McArdle to earn my shot at the Interwire Championship. Did I win? No. But did I give it my all? Fuck yes I did. I'm a sponge who feeds off of competition that is more experienced then me. If you think that's stupid, if you think that's complacency, I really don't care. The opinion of Jake Smith is one I can happily do without. After all, you think I should find "sarcasm" when I don't think a mud wrestling match should be in a fucking wrestling company. I respect the opinon of men like Rex McAllister, the definition of a wrestler. You? You're an entertainer. Someone who makes themselves an easy target and hides behind hollow words. I've touched on literally every accusation you have against me in previous matches, and if you really did the homework, you'd know. If you really knew so much about me, you'd know the struggles and improvements I went through to get to this point. The enlightenment I face expands my horizons, and rather then just going for what you call the "important points", I see the red web of impurity in your words. My "speech" about not playing God, and your reaction to it, is enough for me to see you don't even know the game you're playing. You're far past the tutorial, and there is no exit. For what you consider a "small point" is an example to my point earlier about you not being responsible for your words. You think you can say anything and not be held accountable, but myself and Jesse are putting a stop to that. The truth is, the only thing I'm grasping is your neck as I strangle the life out of you and your credibility. As you continue to try and turn my actions as ammunition to take me down, you miss shot after shot, as Jesse has already set you down. You don't get our message as you claim to, as you're one of the many antagonists to our cause. This is a humbling lesson for you. All of that shit talking you've done, all of those grand promises, imagine how foolish you'll look once you lose to us. Two shows in a row, and two demoralizing losses for you, crushing your dreams and aspirations. Don't worry, Jake, because once you do lose, this company will find a way to put in the fold with another unfunny comedy routine.
As much of a loss hope Jake Smith is to change his ways, it's disappointing to see Bronson Daniels is in a much, much terrible way. The words of Jesse Barlow ring at a deafening volume as you being your promo Bronson, calling you another Chris Elite and Andre Walker. Your tone drastically shifted, and I honestly don't know what to make of it. Bi-polar disorder is such a common illness, but it's clear you suffer from pure stupidity and an ego problem. It's such a far cry from a champion more deserving like Jalyn Garcia, who actually knew how to be consistent in their voice. You started off respectful, dipping back and fourth between a fighting champion to an absolute buffoon, and here you are going off the deep end. Your words hold absolutely no weight, as just like Jake Smith, you're an oversensitive man-child. My respect for you, regardless of if you like it or not, is long gone from this upsetting display. All of this talk, only to lose to us. It's hilarious to me how you're so cocky right now, thinking there's no chance in hell for us to beat you. It was tough to stomach most of what you're said, because you're really channeling the vibe of others with no personality. This is the new "hipster" vibe, saying shut the fuck up and suck my dick was created by someone with an inferiority complex, and much like Chris Elite, you follow suit. The difference is, he didn't need to play an act in the beginning. He didn't need to act like he was something he wasn't. I might not respect his tactics, but he's a made man who's grinded for years to get to where he's at. You? You've been here for a few months, and already think you're a future Hall of Famer. Confidence is fine, and it's key to succeed, but you're so high on your own supply you don't even know what you're talking about. I predicted you would brag about your title, and what did you do? You bragged. You felt so-offended someone called you out for something, and decided to go on this childish tangent. It's a shame to see that title, a title I've never disrespected, go to waste around your waist. You're unfit to be a champion, and believe me, you won't have a long regin. Regardless of how upset you are at that statement, you don't have the endurance most others do. I digress, as it's not my place to speak on the New Breed Title situation, but believe me, that title doesn't frighten me. Shit, you don't frighten me, "beloved". Ugh. I feel gross even trying to mock you. Originality is truely dead in EAW, and that's so upsetting. I had faith in you, I had faith in this idea that you could stand above others and their expectations, but you became them without a second thought. You're so full of anger, you can't even keep track of what you're saying. You have the same issue as your partner, shooting your mouth off and thinking nothing ill will come of it. You did say you could beat DeDeDe, you did brag about your title, and you did fuck yourself out of this conversation the moment you started to impersonate Chris Elite. Am I speaking in an alien language here? I don't think I am, but then again, someone like you can't bear to hear the truth. Someone like you can talk about how they "accept their defeats", but your tone clearly indicates a deeper meaning. You're not you try to sell yourself to be, and it's so easy to see through this charade. Do you hear me talk about how much better I think I am then others? Do you hear me say no one can beat me? No. I'm not an egomaniac, and you sure as shit are not a superstar because you simply won a low-tier title and want to have a pissing contest about who's better. Those who are unenlightened, those that can't be saved by The Covenant's word can't understand the words we speak, because THEY are the problem. THE 420's are just a fragment of the issue. While they preach how great they are while not even knowing what the fuck they want to be to society, The Covenant serves more then just ourselves. You keep using Grand Rampage as an excuse, but as I mentioned, I've grown since then. Pay. Attention. Stop. Assuming. It's not that hard, and neither is admitting how selfish you really are. You don't care about the people, you care about yourself. You do nothing for the people, as holding a championship has nothing to do with their benefit. We're the ones who help the poor, donate to charity, and protest against the evil of this country. You think of me as weird for stating my views on religion, and you use a lame gay joke to try and get in once again, a useless Chris Elite-like insult in. The only reason you don't understand our words is because of how brain dead you really are. Complain about the stereotypes as much as you like, but you live up to the stupid pot head one to a T. But go ahead, try to wrap your head around my words this time, take your time. I'm sure it's hard to think straight when you're high on your own hype and weed at the same time. The day you lose that title, I'll gladly be there to ask you how confident you really feel. I don't need a championship to continue to support my goal, to spread the message of The Covenant, and I don't your approval what makes someone a good competitor. Continue to call me a bitch, call me gay, I really don't give a fuck, because I've debunked all of the idiotic things you've said with validity and evidence, while you work your theory off of baseless shit you thought of on the spot instead of doing anything new or unique.
For every new petty insult, for every stupid claim, for every defiant act, you two only make things worse for yourselves. It'd be wise to give up, but I'm wasting my breath trying to ask for you to think this through. You're in deep shit, calling this match a squash.
How sad.
How pathetic.
All of that hope.
Only to be met with despair.
The Covenant will prevail.
And then we'll who's just as good as they say they are.
Should've chosen your words more carefully, be a shame if this "jobber" team beat you two, wouldn't it?
Ciao, scum.
