Post by Kyle Kemp on Dec 6, 2015 2:46:25 GMT -5
Part 1
Rabid, Beaver, Wade and I are sitting in the #BeachKrew locker room and the tension is high. You can sense the awkwardness as we all continue to stare at each other. I can’t help but catch eyes with Wade as it does feel like things are spiraling out of control. Jared is gone with his mouth literally sewn shut due to that broken jaw and Rabid is trying to take control. Wade is just letting it happen which to be honest is probably for the best. Wade in control might be worse than Rabid. That’s not anything against Wade but he’s the eccentric one for a reason. With all that said….we are now in quite the predicament. I decide that I can’t take the silence and I speak up first. “Well how’s everyone’s day?”
We all snicker and Wade can’t help himself. “Oh it’s pretty fantastic. Got the supplies to build the tree house from Home Depot! Maybe I’ll take you all out for ice cream if we get enough finished!”
I clap my hands in a sarcastic but excited manner. We all laugh but my face soon grows serious as the tension in the air returns. “So what are we gonna do about this?”
Rabid calmly looks at me and speaks with that same calculated tone. “Going to do about what?”
“Oh I don’t know….I think I’m just referring to the giant masked douchebag terrorizing us!” I yell. Dune is one guy that I promised I would avoid. He’s a monster and he rolls through everyone. Joey Flash is the only one that has made him really misstep and it’s only a matter of time till these two settle the score. The only problem is that Dune wants the Whirlpool Title first and that means he’s gotta go through us….which he’s more than ready to do. Hell he has already started.
“Dune isn’t a problem. We just need to come up with a plan and execute. He won’t last a day with all of us standing in his way.”
Wade scoffs and rubs his beard as he speaks. “We don’t need a plan. We just do what we do. We fucking party, show up, kick ass and go home. If Dune steps in the way we deal with it as it happens.”
Beaver has a smug look on his face but I can see the slight worry in his eyes. “Look at what that did for Jared. He’s eating out of a straw.”
“Hey! Jared did what he thought was right. It’s not our fault that that fucking loser did what he did. We just need to make it right!” I shout at Beaver. “Plus he’s coming after Wade now and you all know he sees the rest of us as collateral damage. He doesn’t care.”
“And that is what I’m counting on.” Rabid says in the same voice. I hate that voice. I hate how calm he always is and I hate the fact that every day that Jared doesn’t walk through that door, I feel myself falling a little more in line with him as the leader. I can’t accept that. I’ve got to keep it together until he gets back.
“What do you mean counting on?” Beaver asks with a perplexed look on his face. We all turn and look at Rabid.
“I have a plan but I need more of the pieces to fall into place before I share it with you all.”
I stand up and flip my chair over. “Are you fucking serious? What do you mean more pieces? Do you mean more of us to get our jaws broken and have to sit at home?”
Beaver stands and rushes over to me, putting his hands on my chest as I stare at Rabid. Wade continues to laugh as everything happens around him. Rabid makes eye contact with me and I can’t help but feel creeped out.
“You’ve just got to trust me.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of! I think you actually like all of this is happening to us!”
Rabid dismisses me with a flip of the hand and I lose it. I try to push past Beaver but he is doing the smart thing and continuing to push me away. “Let it go! Stop!”
I look at him with rage in my eyes but I know he’s right. I’ve got to let this go. Rabid and I are dysfunctional but we are still Tag Team Champs and there’s a lot of ominous shit with One in the distance, rapidly approaching. I take a deep breath and turn quickly and walk out of the locker room, taking the moment to cool down.
Part 2
Ladies and Gentlemen this week the WSeaF is proud to bring you another WSeaF specialty…..the clusterfuck! This week the clusterfuck will star #BeachKrew against four random opponents forced to team together and not only do these people have to team up but the Television Title is on the line! Pin Beaver and one of these fools may walk out as the new TV Title holder. Today we will spend our time breaking down this little party and what all of you viewers at home have to look forward too.
First and foremost you have Preecha Kamon. Last week he stepped into the ring and he thought he and Patrilli could step up to me and Rabid and try to make some kind of statement. Mission not accomplished. Preecha you made the same mistake that quite a few others have to this point. You thought I was just another former athlete that just decided one day to wrestle and you thought you were gonna take me down. You should have asked the countless others that fell for that since I debuted in April because it doesn’t work. I’m not just another guy chasing the money, even if the money is as good as it is, but I am the anomaly. I am the type of athlete that transcends sports and that can seamlessly go from sport to sport and succeed. There’s nothing you can do about that. You are just another guy that is in the wrong spot at the wrong time. Another guy that could have a great career if someone like me wasn’t competing right now. I’m the Michael Jordan and you’re the Charles Barkley. You’re good but you’ll never be on top. That spot is reserved for me. That spot it mine and that spot cannot be taken away. You need to accept that and you need to just realize that you are nothing more than a role player. This Sunday that will be proven one more time.
Which brings me to the next chump in Occulo. Occulo we have never crossed paths but from what I hear you have my boy Beaver in your crosshairs. You’ve come back and I have to say I was excited. You were supposed to be fresh meat and one of the past stars here and that first time you showed yourself when you came back the crowd went nuts. They were happy to have you back but here we are weeks later and the crowd is already bored again. They remember why they never really missed you when you left in the first place and what happened before is happening once again. The crowd and the wrestlers are starting to lose respect for you and it’s only a matter of time until you decide that it’s all not worth it and you run off again.
In speaking of people that are beginning to realize it’s not worth it….Bonnie Blue. What in the hell are you doing? How many TV Title shots are you going to get before you realize that it’s not gonna happen? Beaver has owned your ass multiple times and you have lucked your way into a title shot one more time. Maybe this will be the shot where you just it go after one of the esteemed members of #BeachKrew beat your ass. I have no doubt that you are the weakest link on this team and it’s only a matter of time until you just give up. You see I have not forgotten what our past meetings as well. It was only a couple weeks ago where you thought Doc Henry was your meal ticket but it seems that you’ve given up on him too. This is why this match is such a joke. #BeachKrew is a well oiled machine and it’s only a matter of time in this match until we pull your little team apart at the seams. It’s a good thing you’ve just got a solid veteran leading the way.
Isn’t that right Mikey? I guess you’re the de facto leader of this bunch of losers. I know you think you have everything going on right now. You took down Gemini Battle and now you are in the minority. You have one of the WSeaF titles in the Untied States Championship and not only that but you are one of the few guys that holds one of these that does not belong to #BeachKrew. Cherish it my friend because it’s only a matter of time until you lose it to one of us. #BeachKrew runs this damn industry and we have for months now. I think you should just not show up this Sunday and you should just let us take these other fools down. You at least have the ability to continue on here so just let us pick these guys apart. You don’t want to be on our radar.
With all that said I have to remind all of you that I not only will be coming hard this Sunday in New Mexico but I’m going to do it with ease because I’m Kyle Kemp and I’m better than you!
Part 3
The sweet sound of aluminum hitting a baseball is all you hear as I take a swing in the batting cage during one of the nightly stops during the trek to Rio Rancho. This is where I relax and let the simple act of hitting a baseball take over my mind. The sweet smooth movement take over as I hit the ball into the net but I begin to get more aggressive. I start to swing harder as I think of everything that has been going on lately including the little spat in the locker room. The whole situation pisses me off because I am torn. My loyalty to those that brought me into this group and to what may be the only way this group survives during these troubling times.
And isn’t that what we are trying to achieve? Survival? While we may control the WSeaF and we do have the Tag Team, Television and World Titles; we are quickly becoming the targets. We have the People’s Choice, what’s left of Pantheon, Dune and every up and comer that wants a shot at moving up coming after us. We’re the fucking top dawgs and we get everyone’s best shot each and every night. With all that in mind we need to have a plan and unfortunately that may mean listening to fucking Rabid.
I roll my eyes as I hit another ball. Rabid has been a pain in my ass every since I was convinced to team with him. I thought it was gonna be for one week until we won the damn Tag Titles. Now it’s a burden but a highlight all at the same time. I love having that gold around my waist but I also hate having to be his teammate week to week. I fucking hate it.
I suddenly feel the presence of someone behind me and I turn my head to see Dustin Beaver behind me. I turn my head back around and hit another ball. “What?” I say to him.
“You still mad bro?”
“No Beaver….I’m fucking on cloud nine. Everything is sunshine and rainbows.”
“I’m just trying to see where your head’s at.”
“And I’m just trying to understand why you and everyone else don’t see what that asshole is doing.”
“I see it Kemp! But what choice do we have? What difference does it make if we follow his plan until Jared gets back?”
“It makes all the difference Beaver. Give Rabid that small victory and we will fucking live to regret it. You have no idea. I’m the one that team’s with him from week to week and I can tell you that if we let him lead us now, there’s no telling where we will fall to next.”
“Yeah but Dune is coming and he’s coming hard. Plus you have the Teo situation and I have to defend this damn title week after week. There are no easy breaks coming and someone has to compromise. We need to be on the same page or we run the risk of losing everything at One!”
I crush one more baseball and flip the bat as I walk over to Beaver. “We won’t lose everything because we are fucking #BeachKrew and god damn it we are better than everyone else. If you don’t beavlieve that then we should have never let you in this group in the first place.” I walk past him and let him think about that.
