Post by Nathan "Perfection" Chambers on Jul 31, 2016 2:10:39 GMT -5
Thursday afternoon. Travelling on the highway in his 2016 Black GT-R Nismo. Hands on the wheel, foot pressed down on the gas pedal, and music turned up on the dashboard. Nathan's head gently pressing back against the cushion, and blue eyes on the road. Barely any traffic in the express lanes but not many people can afford spending little money on paying to drive on roads now, are they? Really a shame how the middle, and poor class have let themselves go; anyways, there's nothing we could to help unless we "donate" to one of those crappy commercials. Hollywood was nice but it was time to go for a little drive to a little event he was paid to host.
A children's event. Softball for middle school but Nathan really didn't want to do this. Just more focused on Ultimate Showdown but his agent just wanted whats best for him. It's children. Who could deny children? Nathan isn't stupid to risk having a bad press or a bad blog slandering his name. An athlete must be focused at all times when the biggest prize in their career is at stake. Sacrifices has to be made, damn sure not now or ever. His phone rang, and the call came up on the dashboard. His thumb pressed down on the answer call button of his driver wheel, and it was his agent again...
Nathan Chambers: I don't understand why you're the only person in my contacts who talks to me on a daily basis.
Agent: It's because I'm your agent, and it's my job to get you the best bookings.
Nathan Chambers: Yet I'm the one being forced to look after kids.
Agent: Maybe this is a good thing. You can learn how to take care of kids when you become a father.
Nathan chuckled. The thought of him fathering children was preposterous, and fiction.
Nathan Chambers: Now THAT is funny. Never thought I would have a good laugh in centuries. Me, a father. I know you're my agent but maybe I should hire you as my personal comedian.
Agent: I was being serious. Don't you want kids of your own someday?
Nathan Chambers: No. If my parents can't even raise a child right, no bother wasting time with my own. A waste of time. They should change that term to Zombie McMorris. Biggest waste of time in the human race, and yet he's being cheated as a great champion just because he's supported by internet trolls. I feel bad for him. Not having any talent in the ring except for being a champion of a worldwide joke.
Agent: He's very dangerous. He's a multiple time champion. United States, Hardcore, Tag Team, Internet.
Nathan Chambers: And everyone one of those reign are either handed to him or easy wins. Not to mention the groups who carried him in his old career but here I stand with something proclaimed he was king of, and still can't be able to challenge me for the championship. And of course, there is the irony. The irony of how the great Zombie McMorris who told the world how he is the greatest champion of all time lost to either Bobby Cairo or a dead Katherine Phoenix but now that I hold the belt, he's ran scared. Hasn't even stepped up to the plate of challenging me for the belt.
A loser. Complete utter disgrace of a man. One who is addicted to drugs, and can't even speak in complete sentences. Drowning himself in alcohol or whatever hard liquor he could find. He's insecure. Zombie is insecure, and afraid of me because he knows that if I beat him, and retain MY Perfection Championship, he won't ever be taken seriously as the next Perfection Champion.
What has Zombie done that impresses me? Nothing. Sure. He goes on, and on about how he is the greatest Internet Champion but he's lost the title four times. Hell, even Dag Riddik was close to beating him. Such a shame. A guy like him could have some nice talent but he showed how much failure he's produced when he aligned himself with Mikey eXtreme. A man I BROKE in my first ever defense of the WCF Perfection Championship match.
Now Zombie has garnered the confidence to win the WCF World. Has anyone forgotten they can win it because I let them? I could end everything with a snap of my fingers. Gemini, and Thomas can't win because they're so cornered on their romantic story of DRG. Teddy Blaze is too focused on the people, and Zombie can barely walk unless he's snorting cocaine or typing maniacally on his phone bragging to everyone how he is the greatest of all time in World of Warcraft. It's pathetic. I'm the only competitor in this match with an actual goal, and now here I am resorting to Zombie's pathetic, and futile actions.
He's a little baby crying for milk but got no teeth to suck on the nipple. I despise, and hate this man. He's imperfect, and the living representation of this country's worst, and lowest class. The world would be better off without losers like him, and people would be way more smarter if they realized Zombie is nothing. He is a failure, and I will end him. Stomp my foot down his throat, and watch him choke on it.
I'm more faster, stronger, and literally better than Zombie in every way possible. He should be thanking me for giving him the greatest performance in his career but after Ultimate Showdown, Zombie won't be worthy enough to even dig the dust under my finger nails. Nathan Chambers is the greatest, the best in the world, and God to the rest of these mortal men. Perfection waits for no one, and Perfeciton is not for everyone. Zombie threatens to take Perfection then I will take away what he holds precious. His Internet title, I lied. I will take away his life, and squash it in the ring.
A children's event. Softball for middle school but Nathan really didn't want to do this. Just more focused on Ultimate Showdown but his agent just wanted whats best for him. It's children. Who could deny children? Nathan isn't stupid to risk having a bad press or a bad blog slandering his name. An athlete must be focused at all times when the biggest prize in their career is at stake. Sacrifices has to be made, damn sure not now or ever. His phone rang, and the call came up on the dashboard. His thumb pressed down on the answer call button of his driver wheel, and it was his agent again...
Nathan Chambers: I don't understand why you're the only person in my contacts who talks to me on a daily basis.
Agent: It's because I'm your agent, and it's my job to get you the best bookings.
Nathan Chambers: Yet I'm the one being forced to look after kids.
Agent: Maybe this is a good thing. You can learn how to take care of kids when you become a father.
Nathan chuckled. The thought of him fathering children was preposterous, and fiction.
Nathan Chambers: Now THAT is funny. Never thought I would have a good laugh in centuries. Me, a father. I know you're my agent but maybe I should hire you as my personal comedian.
Agent: I was being serious. Don't you want kids of your own someday?
Nathan Chambers: No. If my parents can't even raise a child right, no bother wasting time with my own. A waste of time. They should change that term to Zombie McMorris. Biggest waste of time in the human race, and yet he's being cheated as a great champion just because he's supported by internet trolls. I feel bad for him. Not having any talent in the ring except for being a champion of a worldwide joke.
Agent: He's very dangerous. He's a multiple time champion. United States, Hardcore, Tag Team, Internet.
Nathan Chambers: And everyone one of those reign are either handed to him or easy wins. Not to mention the groups who carried him in his old career but here I stand with something proclaimed he was king of, and still can't be able to challenge me for the championship. And of course, there is the irony. The irony of how the great Zombie McMorris who told the world how he is the greatest champion of all time lost to either Bobby Cairo or a dead Katherine Phoenix but now that I hold the belt, he's ran scared. Hasn't even stepped up to the plate of challenging me for the belt.
A loser. Complete utter disgrace of a man. One who is addicted to drugs, and can't even speak in complete sentences. Drowning himself in alcohol or whatever hard liquor he could find. He's insecure. Zombie is insecure, and afraid of me because he knows that if I beat him, and retain MY Perfection Championship, he won't ever be taken seriously as the next Perfection Champion.
What has Zombie done that impresses me? Nothing. Sure. He goes on, and on about how he is the greatest Internet Champion but he's lost the title four times. Hell, even Dag Riddik was close to beating him. Such a shame. A guy like him could have some nice talent but he showed how much failure he's produced when he aligned himself with Mikey eXtreme. A man I BROKE in my first ever defense of the WCF Perfection Championship match.
Now Zombie has garnered the confidence to win the WCF World. Has anyone forgotten they can win it because I let them? I could end everything with a snap of my fingers. Gemini, and Thomas can't win because they're so cornered on their romantic story of DRG. Teddy Blaze is too focused on the people, and Zombie can barely walk unless he's snorting cocaine or typing maniacally on his phone bragging to everyone how he is the greatest of all time in World of Warcraft. It's pathetic. I'm the only competitor in this match with an actual goal, and now here I am resorting to Zombie's pathetic, and futile actions.
He's a little baby crying for milk but got no teeth to suck on the nipple. I despise, and hate this man. He's imperfect, and the living representation of this country's worst, and lowest class. The world would be better off without losers like him, and people would be way more smarter if they realized Zombie is nothing. He is a failure, and I will end him. Stomp my foot down his throat, and watch him choke on it.
I'm more faster, stronger, and literally better than Zombie in every way possible. He should be thanking me for giving him the greatest performance in his career but after Ultimate Showdown, Zombie won't be worthy enough to even dig the dust under my finger nails. Nathan Chambers is the greatest, the best in the world, and God to the rest of these mortal men. Perfection waits for no one, and Perfeciton is not for everyone. Zombie threatens to take Perfection then I will take away what he holds precious. His Internet title, I lied. I will take away his life, and squash it in the ring.
#BonVoyage
