The Fuck You Series: Bonnie Blue (Sorry)
Apr 16, 2016 15:54:59 GMT -5
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Post by Earth-616 Holmes on Apr 16, 2016 15:54:59 GMT -5
Sometimes competitors are put in a match where the prize is what matters most. This is Professional Wrestling, a sport where you have to sacrifice a lot to be even called 'the best'. It's not easy. Some men leave behind their family, some men leave behind their old lives, and in this case for the Hardcore Title, some men leave behind their intelligence, and credibility in the ring. However, it's a damn shame that both Rebellution members Andre Holmes, and Bonnie Blue were booked together in the running for the Hardcore Championship. It just seemed like yesterday they were in the mall shopping for clothes or even getting coffee at the local Starbucks. Sooner than later, they'd had to come, and face each other in the ring. It was only a matter of time but at least he would have faced her face to face. She deserved it as she's one of the most aspiring wrestlers to ever step foot in the ring. Andre respected her more than anyone else in the match but when it comes to being Hardcore Champion, respect won't be the only thing he's going to give to her in the match. Who knows? Maybe they'll have a little alliance on taking out the scraps of the match, and then fight it out between themselves. It would be nice but they can't run away from bashing each others flesh with any object they can find right next to them.
So out of sheer respect, Andre was sitting down in his hotel room at the Marriot in Montreal, Canada. The time was three in the afternoon on Thursday, and he needed some time to think to himself. A lot has happened ever since the last month. Desperately calling his ex-girlfriend Kaitlyn, and leaving her messages to even call him back has been the pain. Of course, she's still at home after she moved into his house to take care of his kids who absolutely adores her. Twenty five year old, and she's making sacrifices to be a step mother already at this young age. Who wouldn't want a girl like that? Wearing nothing but a chain around his neck, a white T-Shirt, black shorts, and even black flip flops, he was sitting on the edge of his bed watching some sports where multiple advertisements about Sunday Slam in Montreal, Canada highlighted some of the very important matches. Grayson Pierce vs Kyle Kemp as the main event, and the 8-Man Hardcore Title match with even the Television Championship on the line. He leaned back to lie down on the bed, and stare upwards into the ceiling contemplating what could he actually do to make himself feel better. Could he watch another Zombie McMorris promo to keep him interested? No. He doesn't really need a boring twenty minute promo of nonsense, and fourth wall breaking to cover the airing time he was given by the podcast or interview. Instead, he sat up, and walked through the glass door that led to the balcony on the fifteenth floor for a good view of the beautiful city in motion under the sun.
He had his signature Canon Camera hoisted on the mobile miniature tripod on the round table established in one of the corners. After turning it on, and pressing record, the WCF Exclusive was in motion opening the scene with Andre sitting on the edge of the barrier in one corner listening, and surveying the people down below along with the crazy traffic infested with yellow cubs that looked like ants from this height.
"Relentless" Andre Holmes
Damn. Sunday is just coming soon, and umm, I'm feeling pretty good about this match. Sure, I may be behind Zombie but he can put out as much promos as he wants. The thing is. He's never a man with substance in anything hence why whenever he's taken out of his comfort zone, he always loses. Unfortunately this time, someone else has been chosen to be in this eight-man warfare along with me. Someone I knew I would have to face someday but never expected to face now especially for the Hardcore Title. That someone is my Rebellution member, friend, and sorority sister, Bonnie Blue. Yes ladies, and gentlemen. A war between Rebellution but it's all in the name of competition. Something we breathe for, and welcome. Competition is what drive us, and competition is what makes us want to be better than we last was. They say you're only as good as your last performance so I have no choice but to redeem myself by winning the Hardcore Championship here in Montreal, Canada this Sunday. Seven other men, well six as Katherine Phoenix is still in the hospital, but that won't matter because neither of those men want the belt just as much as I do. Sure, there's going to be a few other veterans like Beaver, and Bonnie or few former Hardcore Champions like Vengeance or Zombie McMorris who are going to do their best to convince you that Andre Holmes isn't the right man for the Hardcore Title but we all know that the reason all the people in this match are mentioning my name is because I'm damn sure the biggest threat to every one of them. Every time I step into the ring with someone, there's always that chill running down their spine, or sweat dripping down their cheek which speaks. He's going to beat the crap out of me. Ya' damn right I am! I don't hold back for anyone or anything when the match starts. It's disrespect to even not give a 110% to your opponents because your friends with them or they have some sort of positive relation to you. Bonnie wouldn't hold back for me so it's only right, and fair I put my mind forward, and go in with the sheer purpose of making sure I beat her in the match to become the next Hardcore Champion just as much as she would do to me.
But, with all due respect, I'm not going to roll over, and be nice to Bonnie just because she's my Rebellution member. She's my opponent so I can't just give special treatment to anyone. All of them are equal people for me to kick ass in the match even Bonnie. I'm showing her the respect she is rather than others who think just because she's a chick, she's gonna go on her knees, and suck dick in the match. If you really believe that, you're the biggest idiot in the ring. Bonnie is a competitor but one that if you underestimate, you're done for. That's where I don't take her lightly. Her resume is better than most people in the match, and her resume is one heck of a good one especially beating Oblivion, the record-holder for winning the Hardcore championship multiple times at One rather than Katherine Phoenix who needed help to win or even couldn't murder him right. She's not one of your prissy little divas or fake womens wrestlers that all can do is slap for their finisher like the stereotypical pretentious given movesets in Smackdown vs RAW 2007, and 2006. This is about whose willing to put everything on the line but Bonnie happens to be that chick that needs to get her ass kicked in order to lose. Push come to shove, if I have to be that guy, forgive me Bonnie because you damn sure know how I operate in the ring. I don't play, I go in for the kill. I make sure I beat my opponent so bad, they can't ever get up or won't ever be relevant in WCF ever again. Take for example Rage Maxx or K.L Henson. Where are they? Nowhere to be seen or even remembered. I've done a lot of things but I guess fighting my friends, and beaten them to become champion in WCF is going to be right off the list. I know you mean well, and so do I but when that match begins, the first thing I'm doing to you is kicking your face off after all, I'm a little upset that you may be the first of us to get hands on Katherine but you're warming her up just for me to kick the crap out of her. Bonnie was the first person to welcome me into WCF, and ever since she's been on my ass making sure I get better, and better. If it wasn't for her guidance, advice, and even her pestering me to keep standing on my own two feet no matter what, I wouldn't be here. As a matter of fact, SHE was the one who convinced me to even be apart of Rebellution more than Grayson Pierce because she was only girl I trusted in WCF more than anyone at the time, and now look at us. Facing each other at Sunday for the WCF coveted Hardcore Championship. Weird how fate can work sometimes huh'?
Andre takes a moment for silence, pausing from his long speech. Honestly, he was having thoughts about what he, and Bonnie could do to each other in the ring. Anything could happen, and even the risk of career threatening injuries could be inflicted on each other if they really went the extra mile but that's what they are supposed to do. Go the extra mile. It's the level of respect they have for each other even if it meant one's flesh being torn open or someone's skull cracked open like a walnut. That's the respect that Rebellution holds among one another, and that respect is what keeping them together in the first place. He stared back into the camera lens, folding his large muscular arms as he huffed, and puffed to even continue the shoot.
I'm not afraid of what I can do to her, and damn sure not afraid of what she can do to me. We've seen what we could do but if we were to off facts, I think it's safe to say that I deserve this title better than her. She's been in Wrestling Championship Federation longer than I have, and defeated many impressive people that I have yet to beat like Oblivion, Andre Jenson, Wade Moor but on paper, and in reality, I'm the better competitor. I'm faster, stronger, more experienced in the ring, and in these type of matches. In 2012 during the final year of World Extreme Federation Championship reign, I invented a Hardcore match where here was a chamber with multiple sub-chambers holding any choice of weapons that could be selected at random. I called it my Funhouse, and I was undefeated. Sure, let's have Zombie come in, and do his best to no-sell on how this meant to me, and how it doesn't fit into WCF but let's be honest, Zombie is a no-sell to Professional Wrestling as a whole but Bonnie, you know about this better than anyone. You know how serious, and obsessed I am with becoming the best in this business but let's be honest, I love you but I'm the one whose actually being chosen to hold that Hardcore Title in Rebellution. If I have to bash a chair over your head to win the belt, I'll gladly bash it three times for good measure as you would double tap me to make sure I don't ever again. This is what I'm talking about Bonnie. Going the extra mile. Rebellution is us but I am going to be Hardcore Champion, and there's damn sure not anything you're going to do about it. So with that said, I wish you good luck sister. You're going to need it when we step into the ring as much as anyone but when the dust is settled, the smoke clears, and the winds have stopped blowing. It will be MY HAND that is raised, and in my HAND will be nothing but the WCF Hardcore Champion. So....
FUCK YOU! (Sorry)
So out of sheer respect, Andre was sitting down in his hotel room at the Marriot in Montreal, Canada. The time was three in the afternoon on Thursday, and he needed some time to think to himself. A lot has happened ever since the last month. Desperately calling his ex-girlfriend Kaitlyn, and leaving her messages to even call him back has been the pain. Of course, she's still at home after she moved into his house to take care of his kids who absolutely adores her. Twenty five year old, and she's making sacrifices to be a step mother already at this young age. Who wouldn't want a girl like that? Wearing nothing but a chain around his neck, a white T-Shirt, black shorts, and even black flip flops, he was sitting on the edge of his bed watching some sports where multiple advertisements about Sunday Slam in Montreal, Canada highlighted some of the very important matches. Grayson Pierce vs Kyle Kemp as the main event, and the 8-Man Hardcore Title match with even the Television Championship on the line. He leaned back to lie down on the bed, and stare upwards into the ceiling contemplating what could he actually do to make himself feel better. Could he watch another Zombie McMorris promo to keep him interested? No. He doesn't really need a boring twenty minute promo of nonsense, and fourth wall breaking to cover the airing time he was given by the podcast or interview. Instead, he sat up, and walked through the glass door that led to the balcony on the fifteenth floor for a good view of the beautiful city in motion under the sun.
He had his signature Canon Camera hoisted on the mobile miniature tripod on the round table established in one of the corners. After turning it on, and pressing record, the WCF Exclusive was in motion opening the scene with Andre sitting on the edge of the barrier in one corner listening, and surveying the people down below along with the crazy traffic infested with yellow cubs that looked like ants from this height.
"Relentless" Andre Holmes
Damn. Sunday is just coming soon, and umm, I'm feeling pretty good about this match. Sure, I may be behind Zombie but he can put out as much promos as he wants. The thing is. He's never a man with substance in anything hence why whenever he's taken out of his comfort zone, he always loses. Unfortunately this time, someone else has been chosen to be in this eight-man warfare along with me. Someone I knew I would have to face someday but never expected to face now especially for the Hardcore Title. That someone is my Rebellution member, friend, and sorority sister, Bonnie Blue. Yes ladies, and gentlemen. A war between Rebellution but it's all in the name of competition. Something we breathe for, and welcome. Competition is what drive us, and competition is what makes us want to be better than we last was. They say you're only as good as your last performance so I have no choice but to redeem myself by winning the Hardcore Championship here in Montreal, Canada this Sunday. Seven other men, well six as Katherine Phoenix is still in the hospital, but that won't matter because neither of those men want the belt just as much as I do. Sure, there's going to be a few other veterans like Beaver, and Bonnie or few former Hardcore Champions like Vengeance or Zombie McMorris who are going to do their best to convince you that Andre Holmes isn't the right man for the Hardcore Title but we all know that the reason all the people in this match are mentioning my name is because I'm damn sure the biggest threat to every one of them. Every time I step into the ring with someone, there's always that chill running down their spine, or sweat dripping down their cheek which speaks. He's going to beat the crap out of me. Ya' damn right I am! I don't hold back for anyone or anything when the match starts. It's disrespect to even not give a 110% to your opponents because your friends with them or they have some sort of positive relation to you. Bonnie wouldn't hold back for me so it's only right, and fair I put my mind forward, and go in with the sheer purpose of making sure I beat her in the match to become the next Hardcore Champion just as much as she would do to me.
But, with all due respect, I'm not going to roll over, and be nice to Bonnie just because she's my Rebellution member. She's my opponent so I can't just give special treatment to anyone. All of them are equal people for me to kick ass in the match even Bonnie. I'm showing her the respect she is rather than others who think just because she's a chick, she's gonna go on her knees, and suck dick in the match. If you really believe that, you're the biggest idiot in the ring. Bonnie is a competitor but one that if you underestimate, you're done for. That's where I don't take her lightly. Her resume is better than most people in the match, and her resume is one heck of a good one especially beating Oblivion, the record-holder for winning the Hardcore championship multiple times at One rather than Katherine Phoenix who needed help to win or even couldn't murder him right. She's not one of your prissy little divas or fake womens wrestlers that all can do is slap for their finisher like the stereotypical pretentious given movesets in Smackdown vs RAW 2007, and 2006. This is about whose willing to put everything on the line but Bonnie happens to be that chick that needs to get her ass kicked in order to lose. Push come to shove, if I have to be that guy, forgive me Bonnie because you damn sure know how I operate in the ring. I don't play, I go in for the kill. I make sure I beat my opponent so bad, they can't ever get up or won't ever be relevant in WCF ever again. Take for example Rage Maxx or K.L Henson. Where are they? Nowhere to be seen or even remembered. I've done a lot of things but I guess fighting my friends, and beaten them to become champion in WCF is going to be right off the list. I know you mean well, and so do I but when that match begins, the first thing I'm doing to you is kicking your face off after all, I'm a little upset that you may be the first of us to get hands on Katherine but you're warming her up just for me to kick the crap out of her. Bonnie was the first person to welcome me into WCF, and ever since she's been on my ass making sure I get better, and better. If it wasn't for her guidance, advice, and even her pestering me to keep standing on my own two feet no matter what, I wouldn't be here. As a matter of fact, SHE was the one who convinced me to even be apart of Rebellution more than Grayson Pierce because she was only girl I trusted in WCF more than anyone at the time, and now look at us. Facing each other at Sunday for the WCF coveted Hardcore Championship. Weird how fate can work sometimes huh'?
Andre takes a moment for silence, pausing from his long speech. Honestly, he was having thoughts about what he, and Bonnie could do to each other in the ring. Anything could happen, and even the risk of career threatening injuries could be inflicted on each other if they really went the extra mile but that's what they are supposed to do. Go the extra mile. It's the level of respect they have for each other even if it meant one's flesh being torn open or someone's skull cracked open like a walnut. That's the respect that Rebellution holds among one another, and that respect is what keeping them together in the first place. He stared back into the camera lens, folding his large muscular arms as he huffed, and puffed to even continue the shoot.
I'm not afraid of what I can do to her, and damn sure not afraid of what she can do to me. We've seen what we could do but if we were to off facts, I think it's safe to say that I deserve this title better than her. She's been in Wrestling Championship Federation longer than I have, and defeated many impressive people that I have yet to beat like Oblivion, Andre Jenson, Wade Moor but on paper, and in reality, I'm the better competitor. I'm faster, stronger, more experienced in the ring, and in these type of matches. In 2012 during the final year of World Extreme Federation Championship reign, I invented a Hardcore match where here was a chamber with multiple sub-chambers holding any choice of weapons that could be selected at random. I called it my Funhouse, and I was undefeated. Sure, let's have Zombie come in, and do his best to no-sell on how this meant to me, and how it doesn't fit into WCF but let's be honest, Zombie is a no-sell to Professional Wrestling as a whole but Bonnie, you know about this better than anyone. You know how serious, and obsessed I am with becoming the best in this business but let's be honest, I love you but I'm the one whose actually being chosen to hold that Hardcore Title in Rebellution. If I have to bash a chair over your head to win the belt, I'll gladly bash it three times for good measure as you would double tap me to make sure I don't ever again. This is what I'm talking about Bonnie. Going the extra mile. Rebellution is us but I am going to be Hardcore Champion, and there's damn sure not anything you're going to do about it. So with that said, I wish you good luck sister. You're going to need it when we step into the ring as much as anyone but when the dust is settled, the smoke clears, and the winds have stopped blowing. It will be MY HAND that is raised, and in my HAND will be nothing but the WCF Hardcore Champion. So....
FUCK YOU! (Sorry)
