Post by Jeff Purse on Dec 4, 2013 11:55:43 GMT -5
Eight little Indian boys traveling in Devon; One said he'd stay there and then there were Seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were Six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were Five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law; One got into Chancery and then there were Four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were Three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were Two.
Two little Indian boys were out in the sun; One got all frizzled up and then there was one.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
The scene opens simply enough, Jeff is sitting in an armchair in front of a fire. He is at the set that they set up for him way back when he started this Ten Little WCF Superstars thing. He is wearing what he usually wears, despite the fancy surroundings. He has a grey tee shirt with the words “The Future” written across it in jagged, black lightning bolt letters. He has on loose fitting blue jeans, a monster hat, and Aviator sunglasses, clipped to his shirt. He doesn’t say anything, just looks up at a picture on the wall. It is a picture of his next little WCF Superstar. A not so little Superstar by any means. Oblivion. A man who called himself a monster, and even a God.
Jeff shook his head as he got up and looked at the picture closely. He studied it, seemingly burning a hole in it with his own eyes. He took it down off the wall. Why it was hanging there? Well more than likely it was hanging there for the purpose of this segment, because there was nobody else hanging on the wall in Jeff’s Ten Little WCF Superstars set. He walked over to the fire with it, and without so much as a hesitation, he threw the picture in. Watching the body, the face, the soul of Oblivion burn. He wanted the wretched monster melt away. Finally he took his seat again and looked up, and into the camera.
Jeff Purse: Oblivion. What can I say man? You and I have had a few battles my friend. In fact, Oblivion was the first person I pinned here in the WCF for a BIG win. January 15th, 2012. Almost two years ago. Nightrider and I had just won the WCF Tag Team championships….and Nathan von Liebert was all set to face Corey Black for the WCF World Title, because he won some stupid tournament. It was us three vs. Corey Black, FPV, and Oblivion. Do you remember that, you big, dumb monster? Do you remember me getting the pin on YOU? Because that’s exactly how that shit went down. I put Corey Black through a table, and I pinned the monster Oblivion. I was easily the most dominate man in that match that night. And come Slam, Oblivion, I will again be the most dominate man in that match.
But let’s go back to the history books, shall we Oblivion? Why are you number 8 on my list of ten WCF Superstars? Because of a few things, Obi, and one of those reasons…is history. While you and I never really had any real problems of our own, besides MAYBE when you decided to start up the Church of the Dark Saints and I was running with Pantheon…of course we saw who the superior team was there. No, we haven’t had any really bad heat between us, but we managed to have a few matches. Leaving me to know you in the ring, and leaving you to know me in the ring. That match I had brought up was only the first time we squared off, there have been others.
There was the Trios Cup tournament match. It was me, Nathan von Liebert, again, and FPV vs. You, Gein Spector and Benjamin Atreyu. During that match, and for no good reason at all, you grabbed me and threw me through the announce table. Do you remember that, Oblivion? Not a month or two earlier than that, you and Nightrider and myself were in a bar, sharing a beer, and you THREW ME THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! And then, congratulations, by biting FPV’s head, you managed to get him to tape out. One could say that Jeff Purse and Oblivion were one and one.
June 10th, 2012, Kid Phantasm and Jeff Purse vs. Oblivion and Nathan von Liebert. I remember this one well, Oblivion. I remember this one really well. It was the first time the Phantasm and I tagged. It was set to be a fucking spectacular match. Two powerhouse teams colliding in what could only be the most talked about tag match in months. Main event. We were on a ladder, remember. Throwing punches back and forth and back and forth. And I managed to throw YOU, a man who is much bigger than me, off of the ladder. Remember? I flew from the ladder to the announce table to flatten NvL with a Deflator, same thing I did to Corey Black almost two years ago. And what happened at the end of this? Dot stuck their fucking nose in our business. Jeff Purse and Oblivion are now one and one and one. Interesting to say the least. As tied up as tied up can be.
August 19th, 2012…in the same fashion as our matches had been, we were thrown into another tag team match. A big one. It was you, Oblivion, Famine of the Vile, and Zombie McMorris vs. Me, Johnny Reb, and Jonny Fly. Another main event. Another match bound to be a fucking fight for the ages. And you finally paid me back for pinning you those almost two years ago. Because yes, Oblivion pinned Jeff Purse for the win in that match. The Church of the Dark Saints had gained the upper hand on Pantheon…and Oblivion also gained the upper hand on the Jeff Purse vs. Oblivion saga. Oblivion 2, Jeff Purse 1.
After that came War, which I suppose you have to count as a win for me and a loss for you. I won War, Obi. I beat everyone in the federation and became the fucking WCF World Champion. And while I may not have been the most liked of Champions, or the most respected, I was the fucking champion. And it felt good. And it will happen for me again. On Slam, for example, I will be crowned the WCF Hardcore Champion once again. But for now, I am going to stick to our history, which puts us tied, Obi, and two and two.
A month later, at Helloween, October 28th, 2012 was the next time Jeff Purse and Oblivion would meet in the ring, again, in a tag team elimination match. Pantheon vs. Genesis vs. Church of the Dark Saints. You had a little success in that match. You eliminated that whiney little bitch Roy Speede. I have to admit even I cheered a little when you did that. I eliminated Steve Orbit, and then, Oblivion, and then, I rolled you up for a school boy pin…and I eliminated you. While neither The Church nor Pantheon would go on to win that match, I defeated YOU! Guess what that means, Obi? That means in the Oblivion Jeff Purse saga, Oblivion two, Jeff Purse three. I had the upper hand.
Then I was gone for a while. I had gotten hit by a car, Oblivion. By Sarah fucking Twilight. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was out, for too long. I returned, and I kicked Eric Price right in his fat face. Why? Because I thought…wrongly, and I apologize for wrongly accusing him, but I thought he was the one who did me in. Let me ask you Obi, have you ever been hit by a car? Have you ever had your life hanging in the balance? HAVE YOU EVER, EVER, been told that there was a very good chance you wouldn’t walk ever again? Have you ever been told you probably wouldn’t compete ever again? If you have, then you understand why I came back like I did.
And on my first official match back Oblivion; it was a rematch of the last Trio’s cup tournament, because on May 5th, 2013, Cinco de Mayo, it was Jonny Fly, Corey Black, and Jeff Purse vs. Brad Kane, Odin Balfore, and Oblivion. All the old men of the WCF still trying to get in with the young crowd, trying to show that they still had what it took. But we had a surprise for you, ol’ Brad Kane and I. A deception. Remember? Brad Kane interrupted a pin, Oblivion was furious, got super kicked by Jonny Fly. Then, as if you all could guess, Jeff Purse flies from the top rope, Deflator on Oblivion…and Jeff Purse picks up yet another win on Oblivion. And with that, I gain a huge upper hand…Jeff Purse four, Oblivion two.
July 21st, 2013, another tag match involving Jeff Purse and Oblivion. Similar to one in the past. It was Polar Phantasm and Jeff Purse, the Future Elements vs. Oblivion and someone who I respected, Nightrider. Another tag team match, another chance for me to prove I am better then the Monster, the God, Oblivion. That was a good match. Oh god that was a good match. I double clothes lined you and Nightrider out of the fucking ring. To monsters. You tried to go to the top rope and put me through the commentary table, remember? What were you thinking? First of all, you are too fat to get up there, and secondly, you could never do that to me. I saw it, remember, and I rolled out of the way, and you put your stupid self through the table, Obi, remember? Then I grabbed my team mate, wisely, and slid in the ring before the count out. I expected one of you to do the same, but you didn’t, and The Future Elements won the match. Now it was Jeff Purse five, and Oblivion, a sad and lonely two.
That was our last match we had Obi. Because not too long after that, I got fired. But I am back now, and I am looking for one thing, and that is to destroy Sarah Twilight. And any fucking person who gets in my way of doing that. You are in my way. So yes, you are number 8 Oblivion. Because of history. Because we have never actually been in a singles match together, but we have squared off seven times. Because you know me, and because I know you. This isn’t just a game, or just a match, Obi, this is personal. Obi, you are number eight, and you are going to lose again. After Slam, our record will be Jeff Purse six, Oblivion two. And no matter what, it will always be Oblivion two. Because you are old, and you don’t have it anymore. I am the Future of the company, and I will prove it to you once and for all on Slam, when I beat you and Logan, and become the new Hardcore Champion. Oblivion, welcome to The Future.
And with that Jeff gets up and walks out. The scene fades to black.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks; One chopped himself in halves and then there were Six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive; A bumblebee stung one and then there were Five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law; One got into Chancery and then there were Four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea; A red herring swallowed one and then there were Three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the Zoo; A big bear hugged one and then there were Two.
Two little Indian boys were out in the sun; One got all frizzled up and then there was one.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
The scene opens simply enough, Jeff is sitting in an armchair in front of a fire. He is at the set that they set up for him way back when he started this Ten Little WCF Superstars thing. He is wearing what he usually wears, despite the fancy surroundings. He has a grey tee shirt with the words “The Future” written across it in jagged, black lightning bolt letters. He has on loose fitting blue jeans, a monster hat, and Aviator sunglasses, clipped to his shirt. He doesn’t say anything, just looks up at a picture on the wall. It is a picture of his next little WCF Superstar. A not so little Superstar by any means. Oblivion. A man who called himself a monster, and even a God.
Jeff shook his head as he got up and looked at the picture closely. He studied it, seemingly burning a hole in it with his own eyes. He took it down off the wall. Why it was hanging there? Well more than likely it was hanging there for the purpose of this segment, because there was nobody else hanging on the wall in Jeff’s Ten Little WCF Superstars set. He walked over to the fire with it, and without so much as a hesitation, he threw the picture in. Watching the body, the face, the soul of Oblivion burn. He wanted the wretched monster melt away. Finally he took his seat again and looked up, and into the camera.
Jeff Purse: Oblivion. What can I say man? You and I have had a few battles my friend. In fact, Oblivion was the first person I pinned here in the WCF for a BIG win. January 15th, 2012. Almost two years ago. Nightrider and I had just won the WCF Tag Team championships….and Nathan von Liebert was all set to face Corey Black for the WCF World Title, because he won some stupid tournament. It was us three vs. Corey Black, FPV, and Oblivion. Do you remember that, you big, dumb monster? Do you remember me getting the pin on YOU? Because that’s exactly how that shit went down. I put Corey Black through a table, and I pinned the monster Oblivion. I was easily the most dominate man in that match that night. And come Slam, Oblivion, I will again be the most dominate man in that match.
But let’s go back to the history books, shall we Oblivion? Why are you number 8 on my list of ten WCF Superstars? Because of a few things, Obi, and one of those reasons…is history. While you and I never really had any real problems of our own, besides MAYBE when you decided to start up the Church of the Dark Saints and I was running with Pantheon…of course we saw who the superior team was there. No, we haven’t had any really bad heat between us, but we managed to have a few matches. Leaving me to know you in the ring, and leaving you to know me in the ring. That match I had brought up was only the first time we squared off, there have been others.
There was the Trios Cup tournament match. It was me, Nathan von Liebert, again, and FPV vs. You, Gein Spector and Benjamin Atreyu. During that match, and for no good reason at all, you grabbed me and threw me through the announce table. Do you remember that, Oblivion? Not a month or two earlier than that, you and Nightrider and myself were in a bar, sharing a beer, and you THREW ME THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE! And then, congratulations, by biting FPV’s head, you managed to get him to tape out. One could say that Jeff Purse and Oblivion were one and one.
June 10th, 2012, Kid Phantasm and Jeff Purse vs. Oblivion and Nathan von Liebert. I remember this one well, Oblivion. I remember this one really well. It was the first time the Phantasm and I tagged. It was set to be a fucking spectacular match. Two powerhouse teams colliding in what could only be the most talked about tag match in months. Main event. We were on a ladder, remember. Throwing punches back and forth and back and forth. And I managed to throw YOU, a man who is much bigger than me, off of the ladder. Remember? I flew from the ladder to the announce table to flatten NvL with a Deflator, same thing I did to Corey Black almost two years ago. And what happened at the end of this? Dot stuck their fucking nose in our business. Jeff Purse and Oblivion are now one and one and one. Interesting to say the least. As tied up as tied up can be.
August 19th, 2012…in the same fashion as our matches had been, we were thrown into another tag team match. A big one. It was you, Oblivion, Famine of the Vile, and Zombie McMorris vs. Me, Johnny Reb, and Jonny Fly. Another main event. Another match bound to be a fucking fight for the ages. And you finally paid me back for pinning you those almost two years ago. Because yes, Oblivion pinned Jeff Purse for the win in that match. The Church of the Dark Saints had gained the upper hand on Pantheon…and Oblivion also gained the upper hand on the Jeff Purse vs. Oblivion saga. Oblivion 2, Jeff Purse 1.
After that came War, which I suppose you have to count as a win for me and a loss for you. I won War, Obi. I beat everyone in the federation and became the fucking WCF World Champion. And while I may not have been the most liked of Champions, or the most respected, I was the fucking champion. And it felt good. And it will happen for me again. On Slam, for example, I will be crowned the WCF Hardcore Champion once again. But for now, I am going to stick to our history, which puts us tied, Obi, and two and two.
A month later, at Helloween, October 28th, 2012 was the next time Jeff Purse and Oblivion would meet in the ring, again, in a tag team elimination match. Pantheon vs. Genesis vs. Church of the Dark Saints. You had a little success in that match. You eliminated that whiney little bitch Roy Speede. I have to admit even I cheered a little when you did that. I eliminated Steve Orbit, and then, Oblivion, and then, I rolled you up for a school boy pin…and I eliminated you. While neither The Church nor Pantheon would go on to win that match, I defeated YOU! Guess what that means, Obi? That means in the Oblivion Jeff Purse saga, Oblivion two, Jeff Purse three. I had the upper hand.
Then I was gone for a while. I had gotten hit by a car, Oblivion. By Sarah fucking Twilight. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was out, for too long. I returned, and I kicked Eric Price right in his fat face. Why? Because I thought…wrongly, and I apologize for wrongly accusing him, but I thought he was the one who did me in. Let me ask you Obi, have you ever been hit by a car? Have you ever had your life hanging in the balance? HAVE YOU EVER, EVER, been told that there was a very good chance you wouldn’t walk ever again? Have you ever been told you probably wouldn’t compete ever again? If you have, then you understand why I came back like I did.
And on my first official match back Oblivion; it was a rematch of the last Trio’s cup tournament, because on May 5th, 2013, Cinco de Mayo, it was Jonny Fly, Corey Black, and Jeff Purse vs. Brad Kane, Odin Balfore, and Oblivion. All the old men of the WCF still trying to get in with the young crowd, trying to show that they still had what it took. But we had a surprise for you, ol’ Brad Kane and I. A deception. Remember? Brad Kane interrupted a pin, Oblivion was furious, got super kicked by Jonny Fly. Then, as if you all could guess, Jeff Purse flies from the top rope, Deflator on Oblivion…and Jeff Purse picks up yet another win on Oblivion. And with that, I gain a huge upper hand…Jeff Purse four, Oblivion two.
July 21st, 2013, another tag match involving Jeff Purse and Oblivion. Similar to one in the past. It was Polar Phantasm and Jeff Purse, the Future Elements vs. Oblivion and someone who I respected, Nightrider. Another tag team match, another chance for me to prove I am better then the Monster, the God, Oblivion. That was a good match. Oh god that was a good match. I double clothes lined you and Nightrider out of the fucking ring. To monsters. You tried to go to the top rope and put me through the commentary table, remember? What were you thinking? First of all, you are too fat to get up there, and secondly, you could never do that to me. I saw it, remember, and I rolled out of the way, and you put your stupid self through the table, Obi, remember? Then I grabbed my team mate, wisely, and slid in the ring before the count out. I expected one of you to do the same, but you didn’t, and The Future Elements won the match. Now it was Jeff Purse five, and Oblivion, a sad and lonely two.
That was our last match we had Obi. Because not too long after that, I got fired. But I am back now, and I am looking for one thing, and that is to destroy Sarah Twilight. And any fucking person who gets in my way of doing that. You are in my way. So yes, you are number 8 Oblivion. Because of history. Because we have never actually been in a singles match together, but we have squared off seven times. Because you know me, and because I know you. This isn’t just a game, or just a match, Obi, this is personal. Obi, you are number eight, and you are going to lose again. After Slam, our record will be Jeff Purse six, Oblivion two. And no matter what, it will always be Oblivion two. Because you are old, and you don’t have it anymore. I am the Future of the company, and I will prove it to you once and for all on Slam, when I beat you and Logan, and become the new Hardcore Champion. Oblivion, welcome to The Future.
And with that Jeff gets up and walks out. The scene fades to black.
