Post by Logan on Mar 27, 2016 1:58:35 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Logan replaying footage of a promo from Steve Orbit that he did last week.
‘Steve Orbit: I MUST beat Raymond Hatcher. I have got to win. I WILL WIN.’
Fast forwards to the end and Steve Orbit loses to Raymond Hatcher. Logan is scratching his head.
Logan: Who the fuck is Raymond Hatcher, Orbit? You act like you’re all motivated for our match, however you looked pretty damn motivated last week and this curtain jerker motherfuckin’ beat you clean. No tricks. Sure.. I played a video of your club getting destroyed during the match, but fuck it brah… priorities and shit. You see, Orbit, you have done NOTHING in the last what… two months to prove to me that I need to come hard to beat you this week. Honestly how many times have you lost to me since Final Destination? But not only to me but how many matches have you actually won? None. Do you even remember what it feels like to hit the Honey Dip and actually pin somebody for the one, two, three? Damn. That shit even happened this year?
So why should I waste my time with you anymore and come up with elaborate promos and shit just to beat you again so you can go whine to booking for another match? I’m done with you. I was done with you the last four to five times I beat you this year. You’re like the fish I keep catching and throwing back, but you’re too dumb to know that hook is going to hurt every time you bite down on it. Tell me, Orbit, you say I’m some dude that has been fuckin’ around the last few years and I’ve only been beating you because of… element of surprise?
Get the fuck outta here. Steve, I have been here SIXTEEN YEARS. If anyone is surprised it’s me that I keep getting booked against one hit wonder jobbers like you PPV after PPV. I might be in the final years of my career, I need to spend my energy and actually focus on something meaningful like being able to walk into a arena and flash my briefcase without worrying about WCF shoving you down my shit. You see what happened last week when they actually threw me up against somebody fresh and hot like Joey Flash? I fuckin’ showed up full throttle. Yeah, cVc had a bad week but either way I threw blows for blows with WCF’s 2016 World Champion. Think about that shit, Orbit. I don’t need you. If anything you have been weighing me down ever since the Final Destination match. I’m ready for main event shit, not fighting you every fuckin’ week. I’m running out of jokes. I’m running out of material for your ass. Running out of WAYS TO BEAT YOU.
I am honest to God burnt out with this Steve Orbit versus Logan shit. Maybe if you actually won a single fuckin’ match in this feud I might have some motivation to come hard.
But no this is beating dead horse that I already rode into the ground and kicked a hundred and one times, and now they want to waste another PPV with me kicking it again? Our feud is turning into a stupid comic book movie franchise and I keep getting stuck playing the part of whooping your ass just because Seth sees money behind it.
Let’s say for shits and giggles that you ACTUALLY win at Explosion. Big deal right? It doesn’t even give you bragging rights. It’s like damn it took me five matches to beat Logan. Now what? I’ll tell you now what ya pimp fuck, win or lose you better get off my nuts. If I ever see another Logan vs Orbit match I’m going to fuckin’ puke. I already proved that when shit mattered or even if it didn’t on some random ass Slam card I have been better than you each and every time.
Which brings me back to the question… why am I supposed to come hard at YOU? I already got the wins over you, the bragging rights, already humiliated the fuck out of you, blew up your club, and gave you the tools to actually do something interesting with your career and go heel. So what do I even get out of beating you again?
You’re supposed to be coming hard at me, bitch. That last promo you did? What was that a fuckin’ commercial? You selling tires?
You need to give me a reason to even give a fuck about a jobber like you and currently right now I give zero out of ten fucks. You can throw Jonny Fly around in your promos and say hey look at me everybody he is my brother, but even Jonny Fly never beat me, and shoehorning him in your promos doesn’t make you look any more relevant than the one hit jobber fuck you already are.
Hey, Steve, you remember how you won your first belt? The defending champion, SARAH TWILIGHT (lol), she got injured during the start of the match and had to be removed. You didn’t even beat the actual champion for the belt. Damn. You want to know how I won my first WCF World Championship? I beat the entire fuckin’ roster in a single match. It was called War.
Logan drops the mic knowing that Orbit will never be on his level. Scene fades.
‘Steve Orbit: I MUST beat Raymond Hatcher. I have got to win. I WILL WIN.’
Fast forwards to the end and Steve Orbit loses to Raymond Hatcher. Logan is scratching his head.
Logan: Who the fuck is Raymond Hatcher, Orbit? You act like you’re all motivated for our match, however you looked pretty damn motivated last week and this curtain jerker motherfuckin’ beat you clean. No tricks. Sure.. I played a video of your club getting destroyed during the match, but fuck it brah… priorities and shit. You see, Orbit, you have done NOTHING in the last what… two months to prove to me that I need to come hard to beat you this week. Honestly how many times have you lost to me since Final Destination? But not only to me but how many matches have you actually won? None. Do you even remember what it feels like to hit the Honey Dip and actually pin somebody for the one, two, three? Damn. That shit even happened this year?
So why should I waste my time with you anymore and come up with elaborate promos and shit just to beat you again so you can go whine to booking for another match? I’m done with you. I was done with you the last four to five times I beat you this year. You’re like the fish I keep catching and throwing back, but you’re too dumb to know that hook is going to hurt every time you bite down on it. Tell me, Orbit, you say I’m some dude that has been fuckin’ around the last few years and I’ve only been beating you because of… element of surprise?
Get the fuck outta here. Steve, I have been here SIXTEEN YEARS. If anyone is surprised it’s me that I keep getting booked against one hit wonder jobbers like you PPV after PPV. I might be in the final years of my career, I need to spend my energy and actually focus on something meaningful like being able to walk into a arena and flash my briefcase without worrying about WCF shoving you down my shit. You see what happened last week when they actually threw me up against somebody fresh and hot like Joey Flash? I fuckin’ showed up full throttle. Yeah, cVc had a bad week but either way I threw blows for blows with WCF’s 2016 World Champion. Think about that shit, Orbit. I don’t need you. If anything you have been weighing me down ever since the Final Destination match. I’m ready for main event shit, not fighting you every fuckin’ week. I’m running out of jokes. I’m running out of material for your ass. Running out of WAYS TO BEAT YOU.
I am honest to God burnt out with this Steve Orbit versus Logan shit. Maybe if you actually won a single fuckin’ match in this feud I might have some motivation to come hard.
But no this is beating dead horse that I already rode into the ground and kicked a hundred and one times, and now they want to waste another PPV with me kicking it again? Our feud is turning into a stupid comic book movie franchise and I keep getting stuck playing the part of whooping your ass just because Seth sees money behind it.
Let’s say for shits and giggles that you ACTUALLY win at Explosion. Big deal right? It doesn’t even give you bragging rights. It’s like damn it took me five matches to beat Logan. Now what? I’ll tell you now what ya pimp fuck, win or lose you better get off my nuts. If I ever see another Logan vs Orbit match I’m going to fuckin’ puke. I already proved that when shit mattered or even if it didn’t on some random ass Slam card I have been better than you each and every time.
Which brings me back to the question… why am I supposed to come hard at YOU? I already got the wins over you, the bragging rights, already humiliated the fuck out of you, blew up your club, and gave you the tools to actually do something interesting with your career and go heel. So what do I even get out of beating you again?
You’re supposed to be coming hard at me, bitch. That last promo you did? What was that a fuckin’ commercial? You selling tires?
You need to give me a reason to even give a fuck about a jobber like you and currently right now I give zero out of ten fucks. You can throw Jonny Fly around in your promos and say hey look at me everybody he is my brother, but even Jonny Fly never beat me, and shoehorning him in your promos doesn’t make you look any more relevant than the one hit jobber fuck you already are.
Hey, Steve, you remember how you won your first belt? The defending champion, SARAH TWILIGHT (lol), she got injured during the start of the match and had to be removed. You didn’t even beat the actual champion for the belt. Damn. You want to know how I won my first WCF World Championship? I beat the entire fuckin’ roster in a single match. It was called War.
Logan drops the mic knowing that Orbit will never be on his level. Scene fades.
