Post by Seth on Oct 2, 2017 20:24:26 GMT -5
Intro
“So far two times has the man spoken, so ar none of you have listened. But then again, what else is new?? Don’t change that what isn’t broken and every fucking cliché that you can come up with. Well let that all sink in before Vinnie will smash it all!!!”
30th of September, the final day before the big time matchup. Vinnie is putting his gloves on as he is preparing for a session on the punching bag. He punches in his hand before turning around and walks towards the punching bag.
“Let’s see how fast this one will go down”
He chuckles, knowing that the punching bag will not go anywhere. He starts to pound away at the bag with heavy lefts and rights, after five minutes the first drops of sweat start to emerge. He takes a few steps back before delivering a heavy kick to the left side of the bag as he follows it up several times before doing the same with his right.
“Isn’t this fun??? I could pretend that this could be any fucking asshole that will be entering the fucking match. But you know deep down inside that I only think about you Salem. Because you are just a fucking loser. But that’s the whole thing, everyone else is just as a loser like you are. And you know why??”
He grabs the bag to steady it as he starts to drive his knees into the punching bag, grunting with every knee thrust that he delivers as he is biting his lower lip.
“Oh I know that most of them will infuriate you, but that’s the whole problem. Anger is the issue that keeps you alive as you do not allow any other emotion to boil up inside of you. I mean seriously Salem, you are just as a foul mouthed idiot like 99 percent of this roster. Except for the lucky few that I include myself in as the fact that I am far more your superior. Granted you won a championship and I didn’t… but was it really you that did it??? I don’t think so”
He starts to drive heavy elbows into the punching bag before pushing it away as he walks over towards a tableand grabs a bottle of water as he splashes it all over his face.
“Ahh fuck, that is great. It’s just like a rambling idiot that has his face painted as much as some of the bitches love to do. But at least they know how to accentuate it, you just fucking blew it you idiot. Yeah that’s right, I’m badmouthing the guy that was in jail for doing some bad stuff. What I’ve been told was that you just put your nose into coffee powder wasn’t it?? Tell me you fucking joke, were you so high that you confused your nose between the good stuff and the ordinary??”
“Or was it the fact that teddy bear bitch fucked you up so badly that your head was so high up her string that it has closed the blood flow to the brain?? You allowed yourself to be distracted like a revenge of the nerds remake, where everywhere you look the boobs are pointing at you. Causing your blood flow to the more intelligent head?? You just fucking blow like everyone else in this organization and if it is up to me to put you in yoru place? Then so be it!!”
He starts to drink from the bottle as he places the bottle back on the table while wiping off mouth with the back of his glove
“It’s too easy to focus upon one person and ignore the others, but we already have noticed that in the past promo’s that I’ve made examples already. And I allowed you to slide underneath the rdar, the former ZT radar so to speak. And you would like that now wouldn’t you?? But that would be stupid to think that I would focus more upon you compared to a world champ, an tag champ or even some new kid that just signed up. No my friend, you have my undying attention because it’s the point that I wish to make upon each and every one of them. That I’m focused, that I’m ready”
“Ready to be the very best Salem, that includes to shed off every part of that could distract me. And what was it that distracted me in the past?? It was the fact that I could not blossom, that I could not be the one man that I am right now. The one man of all that is so much more complicated with the likes of you then I am without you.”
“Too bad that you had to witness the birth of the real Vinnie in a situation like this. Happy brother and sister day by the way Salem. You know what that means painted boy??”
He grins as he shakes his head, lifting up the bottle of water once more as he splashes the water in his face for a final time as it is now completely emptied.
“Brothers and sisters that spend one day thanking each other for every single day stuff and why they love each other. Such a hypocrite day, thanking your brother one day of the entire year, while you should be thankful every single fucking day!! And what is it that I should be thankful about with you?? Nothing. Just like FPV, nothing, like Rumpke…, nothing. Like Holmes, nothing…., not even going to waste my time on Oblivion. Because he is just as dead to me like you are. How rough must that sound huh??”
“Oh how we just had to focus ourselves solely upon the Pantheon bitches, how you were trying to get inside my head so badly. Man, I made Johnny Rabid see his past and regretted that he had forgotten to fuck his cartoon girlfriend. I made ZT relevant, I made the world talk about me as for what?? Because I brought home a cactus. You see what I am doing Salem?? I’m making everyone relevant as I took all the negativity and made it a positive one”
“But that’s what you forgot to see wasn’t it?? No, because you were sitting in your jail with a worn grannie undergarment on top of your stinking head and inhaling juice of two decades old. Is that what made you who you are??”
He shakes his head, clearly not believing what he is saying about his former partner. Knowing that the gang has been disbanded and now they are both going on a different direction. He turns his attention towards the punching bag and grins.
“How would you feel when I suddenly eliminate you?? Would you look up at me and think holy fuck??? How would anyone else look at me when a guy that they have buried from left to right comes back. Doing things that they assumed was impossible?? And when I wonder that what a loser lowlife like Gravedigger for instance would think so…., all I would have to do is look at your stinking face and understand. That’s right. It was all for the fun, the split personality had to come out as if that was all that I was. It’s still there folks, but I’m not as stupid to put the spoitlight upon it like you wanted me to”
“Expectations, the magical word often for when you start a bond. A relationship, a relationship that starts with trust huh?? It’s all good now Salem. I’ve understood that you never trusted me in the first place. Why? Because I was new? Just like you?? Because I came from the outside and I was fresh. Iw as the noob, I was the guy that people could stomp on. And even if they tell me I suck, they cannot take away what I have done”
“I left with my head held up high, while you? Well you are just as stuck up as every other fucking loser that is still in there. So I can hear you think, then why am I making a return? Why not?? I heard you did and I just can’t have you take all the glory while I’m just better than you. I’m the fucking finalist of the Trilogy Cup, I’m the fucking guy that buried names left and right. Plus I did have a nature call that you never could have just like each and everyone of them”
He scratches his head as he is suddenly laughing out loud, enjoying the comparisons of Salem with the entire roster of WCF.
“You see Salem, even nature makes mistakes. If you don’t believe me, just look at how your hair has changed over the last few weeks. Wait, is that hair or is it merely the dandruff that got mixed up with the vomit of with your next door neighbor?? Well I’m nature’s answer to the remedy that needs to silence all the critics. That needs to silence all the doubters and before you all know it… I have already turned back the time and I am reliving the Trilogy all over again.”
“Too bad for you that it will not be a long term memory that will please you Salem, you see. I’m just done pleasing the weak. I’m done pleasing each and every other superstar’s ego except mine. I will grant wishes left to right, I will grant flaws left to right. I will tell it like it is Salem and I feel great about it”
He rubs his face, slaps his cheeks a few times as if he wants to make him feel that he isn’t dreaming but is completely awake.
“Do you want to relive the old classic good vs evil Vinnie? The ongoing saga of whether the one could convince the other to do the other way? Where the anger pops up on my shoulder and tells me that I should not do this and do that… where the devil comes back on and tells me to fuck the angel up the ass. Is that what you want Salem??? Is that what the entire WCF locker room wants??”
“Because I am quite positive that none of you know what you exactly want!! None of you know what the fuck is going on inside this man’s head and I am fucking loving it!! Anarchy in the ring, frustrations that will be building and I will be smiling even if someone busts out some teeth out of my freaking mouth”
He cocks his head from left to right as if he has an internal struggle inside of his mind as he starts to whisper.
“You know you can’t…..”
He puts his hands to his mouth and fakes a shock before bursting out in laughter.
“Who let this coward to pop in a few words?? Oh no don’t worry, good Vinnie is on vacation. He is enjoying the senorita’s across the border and he is experiencing the bad side of life that kept him uptight. But to all of you WCF bitches, I’m going to be on all over you and you will never forget it. Enjoy your lives while you still can…. “
With that the shot fades as Vinnie walks off
“So far two times has the man spoken, so ar none of you have listened. But then again, what else is new?? Don’t change that what isn’t broken and every fucking cliché that you can come up with. Well let that all sink in before Vinnie will smash it all!!!”
30th of September, the final day before the big time matchup. Vinnie is putting his gloves on as he is preparing for a session on the punching bag. He punches in his hand before turning around and walks towards the punching bag.
“Let’s see how fast this one will go down”
He chuckles, knowing that the punching bag will not go anywhere. He starts to pound away at the bag with heavy lefts and rights, after five minutes the first drops of sweat start to emerge. He takes a few steps back before delivering a heavy kick to the left side of the bag as he follows it up several times before doing the same with his right.
“Isn’t this fun??? I could pretend that this could be any fucking asshole that will be entering the fucking match. But you know deep down inside that I only think about you Salem. Because you are just a fucking loser. But that’s the whole thing, everyone else is just as a loser like you are. And you know why??”
He grabs the bag to steady it as he starts to drive his knees into the punching bag, grunting with every knee thrust that he delivers as he is biting his lower lip.
“Oh I know that most of them will infuriate you, but that’s the whole problem. Anger is the issue that keeps you alive as you do not allow any other emotion to boil up inside of you. I mean seriously Salem, you are just as a foul mouthed idiot like 99 percent of this roster. Except for the lucky few that I include myself in as the fact that I am far more your superior. Granted you won a championship and I didn’t… but was it really you that did it??? I don’t think so”
He starts to drive heavy elbows into the punching bag before pushing it away as he walks over towards a tableand grabs a bottle of water as he splashes it all over his face.
“Ahh fuck, that is great. It’s just like a rambling idiot that has his face painted as much as some of the bitches love to do. But at least they know how to accentuate it, you just fucking blew it you idiot. Yeah that’s right, I’m badmouthing the guy that was in jail for doing some bad stuff. What I’ve been told was that you just put your nose into coffee powder wasn’t it?? Tell me you fucking joke, were you so high that you confused your nose between the good stuff and the ordinary??”
“Or was it the fact that teddy bear bitch fucked you up so badly that your head was so high up her string that it has closed the blood flow to the brain?? You allowed yourself to be distracted like a revenge of the nerds remake, where everywhere you look the boobs are pointing at you. Causing your blood flow to the more intelligent head?? You just fucking blow like everyone else in this organization and if it is up to me to put you in yoru place? Then so be it!!”
He starts to drink from the bottle as he places the bottle back on the table while wiping off mouth with the back of his glove
“It’s too easy to focus upon one person and ignore the others, but we already have noticed that in the past promo’s that I’ve made examples already. And I allowed you to slide underneath the rdar, the former ZT radar so to speak. And you would like that now wouldn’t you?? But that would be stupid to think that I would focus more upon you compared to a world champ, an tag champ or even some new kid that just signed up. No my friend, you have my undying attention because it’s the point that I wish to make upon each and every one of them. That I’m focused, that I’m ready”
“Ready to be the very best Salem, that includes to shed off every part of that could distract me. And what was it that distracted me in the past?? It was the fact that I could not blossom, that I could not be the one man that I am right now. The one man of all that is so much more complicated with the likes of you then I am without you.”
“Too bad that you had to witness the birth of the real Vinnie in a situation like this. Happy brother and sister day by the way Salem. You know what that means painted boy??”
He grins as he shakes his head, lifting up the bottle of water once more as he splashes the water in his face for a final time as it is now completely emptied.
“Brothers and sisters that spend one day thanking each other for every single day stuff and why they love each other. Such a hypocrite day, thanking your brother one day of the entire year, while you should be thankful every single fucking day!! And what is it that I should be thankful about with you?? Nothing. Just like FPV, nothing, like Rumpke…, nothing. Like Holmes, nothing…., not even going to waste my time on Oblivion. Because he is just as dead to me like you are. How rough must that sound huh??”
“Oh how we just had to focus ourselves solely upon the Pantheon bitches, how you were trying to get inside my head so badly. Man, I made Johnny Rabid see his past and regretted that he had forgotten to fuck his cartoon girlfriend. I made ZT relevant, I made the world talk about me as for what?? Because I brought home a cactus. You see what I am doing Salem?? I’m making everyone relevant as I took all the negativity and made it a positive one”
“But that’s what you forgot to see wasn’t it?? No, because you were sitting in your jail with a worn grannie undergarment on top of your stinking head and inhaling juice of two decades old. Is that what made you who you are??”
He shakes his head, clearly not believing what he is saying about his former partner. Knowing that the gang has been disbanded and now they are both going on a different direction. He turns his attention towards the punching bag and grins.
“How would you feel when I suddenly eliminate you?? Would you look up at me and think holy fuck??? How would anyone else look at me when a guy that they have buried from left to right comes back. Doing things that they assumed was impossible?? And when I wonder that what a loser lowlife like Gravedigger for instance would think so…., all I would have to do is look at your stinking face and understand. That’s right. It was all for the fun, the split personality had to come out as if that was all that I was. It’s still there folks, but I’m not as stupid to put the spoitlight upon it like you wanted me to”
“Expectations, the magical word often for when you start a bond. A relationship, a relationship that starts with trust huh?? It’s all good now Salem. I’ve understood that you never trusted me in the first place. Why? Because I was new? Just like you?? Because I came from the outside and I was fresh. Iw as the noob, I was the guy that people could stomp on. And even if they tell me I suck, they cannot take away what I have done”
“I left with my head held up high, while you? Well you are just as stuck up as every other fucking loser that is still in there. So I can hear you think, then why am I making a return? Why not?? I heard you did and I just can’t have you take all the glory while I’m just better than you. I’m the fucking finalist of the Trilogy Cup, I’m the fucking guy that buried names left and right. Plus I did have a nature call that you never could have just like each and everyone of them”
He scratches his head as he is suddenly laughing out loud, enjoying the comparisons of Salem with the entire roster of WCF.
“You see Salem, even nature makes mistakes. If you don’t believe me, just look at how your hair has changed over the last few weeks. Wait, is that hair or is it merely the dandruff that got mixed up with the vomit of with your next door neighbor?? Well I’m nature’s answer to the remedy that needs to silence all the critics. That needs to silence all the doubters and before you all know it… I have already turned back the time and I am reliving the Trilogy all over again.”
“Too bad for you that it will not be a long term memory that will please you Salem, you see. I’m just done pleasing the weak. I’m done pleasing each and every other superstar’s ego except mine. I will grant wishes left to right, I will grant flaws left to right. I will tell it like it is Salem and I feel great about it”
He rubs his face, slaps his cheeks a few times as if he wants to make him feel that he isn’t dreaming but is completely awake.
“Do you want to relive the old classic good vs evil Vinnie? The ongoing saga of whether the one could convince the other to do the other way? Where the anger pops up on my shoulder and tells me that I should not do this and do that… where the devil comes back on and tells me to fuck the angel up the ass. Is that what you want Salem??? Is that what the entire WCF locker room wants??”
“Because I am quite positive that none of you know what you exactly want!! None of you know what the fuck is going on inside this man’s head and I am fucking loving it!! Anarchy in the ring, frustrations that will be building and I will be smiling even if someone busts out some teeth out of my freaking mouth”
He cocks his head from left to right as if he has an internal struggle inside of his mind as he starts to whisper.
“You know you can’t…..”
He puts his hands to his mouth and fakes a shock before bursting out in laughter.
“Who let this coward to pop in a few words?? Oh no don’t worry, good Vinnie is on vacation. He is enjoying the senorita’s across the border and he is experiencing the bad side of life that kept him uptight. But to all of you WCF bitches, I’m going to be on all over you and you will never forget it. Enjoy your lives while you still can…. “
With that the shot fades as Vinnie walks off
