Post by James Wolf on Oct 22, 2018 21:42:54 GMT -5
As we open the WCF ALL ACCESS camera pans in for an extreme close up as we notice James Wolf in casual clothes. He is wearing a long sleeve leather jacket, along with carpenter jeans, and black combat boots. Its cold in Mississippi right now, and having visited other places like Phoenix or Tampa some time you wished you were there instead of where you actually were but in this case being in the cold was actually a good thing especially when it compared to a challenger like Night Rider.
Night Rider, guess who came knocking? In case you haven't figured out who that is the answer is me! James Wolf! So allow me to explain what's going to happen to you. Now I've noticed you're pretty athletic for a goddamn couch potato, but even so all your athleticism isn't going to be enough for the ass whipping you've got coming to you. You're nothing more than a stepping stone. It's fitting that I'm here in Mississippi, and not visiting relatives in Florida! Why? Because I'm going to leave your ass out in the cold. Figuratively speaking it will be nice to see you freeze to death and miss out every opportunity you could have had. You see I've gotten back to the conclusion that life is a lot like wrestling. It often doesn't go as you'd like but you stay focused, get up, and keep kicking the hell out of everything that's placed in front of you! So while you'll be a warm up match for what's next here is the reality you'll have to face. You're a loser. Just another name on my list. You're a victim, and I can make sure there is a chalk line left in that ring if you so desire. If I have to recycle this roster, over, and over until I get what I want I sure in the fuck will. History can repeat itself and I will keep recreating new history until so much time has passed you'll have to commend my rise to get there. Now Night Rider I understand that you are narrowly avoiding gimmick infringement so I'm going to keep this as short and as serious as possible.
We catch a glimpse of a picnic table in the back ground noting that James Wolf is in a local park some place. The location wasn't decided by James, but you always had to work with what you had. The same was true in the wrestling business. What others saw really didn't matter. The people trying to hold you down, hold you back, or keep you from accomplishing all of your goals. You always keep working with the situation that presented before you, and that was especially true considering Helloween was just a short time away.
I understand in this match there is no cage, and of course there will be no electricity, but I still want DW Wolf to tune in after he gets his ass handed to him by Stephen Singh. The reason should come as no surprise by anybody. I want him to witness that he is going to get the short end of the stick again because everything he has is not going to be good enough. He's just going to be another "Night Rider" a man who is destined to lose no matter how much work he actually puts in! I'm not getting off topic, and I don't want anybody to think I'm losing my focus because the truth of the matter is I've never been more focus, and I want to you understand where I'm coming from.
The camera pans back but refocuses so you can see the cold blue eyes of James as he continues on with a few more words of wisdom.
Night Rider, here are a few more words of wisdom for you. Clean yourself up! Stop being a couch potato, and a wanna be biker. You'll never belong to a Motorcycle Club! Posing isn't a very profitable job. As a matter of fact it can get you killed! I always heard that you were hard headed but I never dreamed you'd be this hard headed. I noticed you had the words "Angels of Death" and I don't know if that is a fake MC Club, or whether it was a tag team once upon a time. I do know this though. You can consider me the "Angel of Death" because after I'm finished with you; you will damn sure wish you were dead! You can quote me on that! Whether you or anybody else like it or not that's the analogy I'm using. For better or for worse. After I run through you, and you experience the worst night of your life, you'll wish you had retired when you had the chance. However I don't want you to retire because then the punching bag of the WCF would no longer exist! You may disagree with me, and you can disagree with me all you desire. It doesn't change the facts. The facts go like this: James Wolf wins, and Night Rider loses. Then you can go cry yourself to sleep over the fact you keep running into a dead end! You're at the dead end, and I am the dead end. Now Night Rider, go to your closet, and get your plus size shorts, and jersey on. Drag your old slow ass down top the ring. Do me a favor, and try not to use a walker to get there because if you do I'll beat you down with it, and send you back to the unemployment line where you belong. It's my time now and I will guarantee you that at Helloween you'll find out why! At Slam you'll see why it was important you just took this loss. You can be the curtain jerker all you want but you'll never be anything important. This is where I end things Night Rider. Find whatever weight loss thing you can. Take tips from Dan Marino if you want but the result is still going to be the same. I win! You lose!
We slowly fade to black as we can see the faint glimmer of James Walking out of the frame.
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My apologies for dead lining, and this being out late. We got a French bull dog puppy. He is 12 weeks, and he is a hand full. Also I'll start writing the TV Title match tomorrow morning.
Night Rider, guess who came knocking? In case you haven't figured out who that is the answer is me! James Wolf! So allow me to explain what's going to happen to you. Now I've noticed you're pretty athletic for a goddamn couch potato, but even so all your athleticism isn't going to be enough for the ass whipping you've got coming to you. You're nothing more than a stepping stone. It's fitting that I'm here in Mississippi, and not visiting relatives in Florida! Why? Because I'm going to leave your ass out in the cold. Figuratively speaking it will be nice to see you freeze to death and miss out every opportunity you could have had. You see I've gotten back to the conclusion that life is a lot like wrestling. It often doesn't go as you'd like but you stay focused, get up, and keep kicking the hell out of everything that's placed in front of you! So while you'll be a warm up match for what's next here is the reality you'll have to face. You're a loser. Just another name on my list. You're a victim, and I can make sure there is a chalk line left in that ring if you so desire. If I have to recycle this roster, over, and over until I get what I want I sure in the fuck will. History can repeat itself and I will keep recreating new history until so much time has passed you'll have to commend my rise to get there. Now Night Rider I understand that you are narrowly avoiding gimmick infringement so I'm going to keep this as short and as serious as possible.
We catch a glimpse of a picnic table in the back ground noting that James Wolf is in a local park some place. The location wasn't decided by James, but you always had to work with what you had. The same was true in the wrestling business. What others saw really didn't matter. The people trying to hold you down, hold you back, or keep you from accomplishing all of your goals. You always keep working with the situation that presented before you, and that was especially true considering Helloween was just a short time away.
I understand in this match there is no cage, and of course there will be no electricity, but I still want DW Wolf to tune in after he gets his ass handed to him by Stephen Singh. The reason should come as no surprise by anybody. I want him to witness that he is going to get the short end of the stick again because everything he has is not going to be good enough. He's just going to be another "Night Rider" a man who is destined to lose no matter how much work he actually puts in! I'm not getting off topic, and I don't want anybody to think I'm losing my focus because the truth of the matter is I've never been more focus, and I want to you understand where I'm coming from.
The camera pans back but refocuses so you can see the cold blue eyes of James as he continues on with a few more words of wisdom.
Night Rider, here are a few more words of wisdom for you. Clean yourself up! Stop being a couch potato, and a wanna be biker. You'll never belong to a Motorcycle Club! Posing isn't a very profitable job. As a matter of fact it can get you killed! I always heard that you were hard headed but I never dreamed you'd be this hard headed. I noticed you had the words "Angels of Death" and I don't know if that is a fake MC Club, or whether it was a tag team once upon a time. I do know this though. You can consider me the "Angel of Death" because after I'm finished with you; you will damn sure wish you were dead! You can quote me on that! Whether you or anybody else like it or not that's the analogy I'm using. For better or for worse. After I run through you, and you experience the worst night of your life, you'll wish you had retired when you had the chance. However I don't want you to retire because then the punching bag of the WCF would no longer exist! You may disagree with me, and you can disagree with me all you desire. It doesn't change the facts. The facts go like this: James Wolf wins, and Night Rider loses. Then you can go cry yourself to sleep over the fact you keep running into a dead end! You're at the dead end, and I am the dead end. Now Night Rider, go to your closet, and get your plus size shorts, and jersey on. Drag your old slow ass down top the ring. Do me a favor, and try not to use a walker to get there because if you do I'll beat you down with it, and send you back to the unemployment line where you belong. It's my time now and I will guarantee you that at Helloween you'll find out why! At Slam you'll see why it was important you just took this loss. You can be the curtain jerker all you want but you'll never be anything important. This is where I end things Night Rider. Find whatever weight loss thing you can. Take tips from Dan Marino if you want but the result is still going to be the same. I win! You lose!
We slowly fade to black as we can see the faint glimmer of James Walking out of the frame.
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My apologies for dead lining, and this being out late. We got a French bull dog puppy. He is 12 weeks, and he is a hand full. Also I'll start writing the TV Title match tomorrow morning.
