Post by "The Animal" Samuel McPherson on Jan 27, 2019 22:28:02 GMT -5
Samuel hitting the nightclub with a friend. Columbus, Georgia. Sunday 27th January (Offline)
It's one of those times where Samuel was actually in a much better place now when it came to WCF business. Samuel was concerned about Kieran and Lord Raab being by themselves in Baltimore, Maryland as they simply don't get along in terms of things outside of wrestling, even though both of them had matches at the same place. That wasn't important however as he and Henry are in the hotel room, going through things about WCF business and he says this.
Henry Losak: “I guess they did stick to their word about you.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Henry Losak: “From facing a World title contender to facing the WCF champion this week. I know I was expecting you to do great things in the business, but I didn't expect you to be challenging for the top title already. Even commentators said that.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Henry Losak: “It's about time though because you're very much deserving of a title opportunity, they decided to jump you higher than the Hardcore title I thought you were going to start off with.”
Samuel agreed with Henry as he was deserving of much more than the TV title and the tag titles he held. It was the beginning of Samuel growing into a major threat for the WCF title. It's something he's never gotten close to in his career, apart from when he defeated Bonnie Blue and Michael X in the past. Already, he has that on his records and likely sees Bonnie Blue alongside himself going for the title sooner than later. Henry notices Samuel checking on his phone consistently and says this.
Henry Losak: “Waiting for someone?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Henry Losak: “For who? Lord Raab and Kieran are in Baltimore, they won't come here.”
Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp.”
Samuel shows Henry who it was he's waiting for as he nods, seeing it's the first time ever since they were on the road by themselves, Samuel had plans on going out for the night. He had never done it before as he's always down the gym, working out.
Henry Losak: “Blaze is awesome, wanting to hang around with you in Georgia. What's he doing here anyway?”
Samuel points to his phone as he scrolled down on it and notices what was said and Henry nods and says this.
Henry Losak: “Away on business with NFL, huh? That's really good to hear. I think it's a nice change you and Blaze are able to hang out tonight instead of going through everything. I think you know more or less what you're up against, but at the same time Samuel, you cannot at any point of the match underestimate Noble Savage.”
Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp.”
Henry Losak: “If you do, you can easily lose the match. I know you don't respect her, you don't have to be someone who kisses her ass like those wrestlers in the main event did. In fact, that's why I know you're in the main event because they need someone like yourself who will do anything to win, even with the trash type you do, they see you as someone who flat out hates Alex, Bonnie and Noble.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Suddenly, during the conversation, there was a doorbell noise coming from his phone and he unlocks it with a special password and it was Blaze waiting outside of the hotel as Henry nods and he says this.
Henry Losak: “Alright, we'll discuss more this either later or tomorrow as you do deserve a day out with Blaze, but no drinking alcohol.”
Samuel places his thumb up as he got that noted in his head to not drink alcohol due to him wrestling tomorrow night. He places his phone, wallet and his hotel key in his pocket along with his small notepad and pen in his coat pocket before he gets up from the bed. Henry turns the TV on and he walks towards the front door and opens it before closing it again.
He walks to the lift as he presses the button for it to come down as it did. Once he got to the ground floor, he walks straight towards the exit and sees Blaze as he gives him a hug before they head off towards the nightclub Blaze found, while away for NFL business of them training already for the next season since they were out of the Superbowl.
It's only five minutes from where Samuel's sleeping and they use the money to get into the club and immediately with house, garage and dance music, they went on the dance floor to dance like crazy. Samuel was having a good time, doing something other than being stuck in his hotel room all night. As soon as Blaze finds a table, he and Samuel walk over to one after waiting an hour to have a seat.
Blaze: “Man, it's busy here tonight.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Blaze: “So what do you want to drink?”
Samuel got his notepad and pen out of his coat pocket which he then places his coat around the chair and writes down what he wanted. When he did, Blaze says this.
Blaze: “You sure you only want an energy drink?”
Samuel wrote down as to why he can only have an energy drink as Blaze sees the reason and says this.
Blaze: “Oh, how fucking stupid of me to forget something like that. Alright, you sit there and I'll get us some drinks.”
As Samuel does as he sees people dancing, even some people looking at him like they recognise him somewhere, even one person coming towards Samuel as they say this.
Wrestling fan: “You're Samuel, aren't you?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Wrestling fan: “Oh my god, I love wrestling and I'm coming to watch you wrestle against the WCF champion tomorrow night. I must find a napkin, wait right there.”
It was clear he wanted to get Samuel's autograph as he goes to find a napkin which he does and comes over towards it and Samuel picks his pen up from the table and gladly signs the autograph for the wrestling fan. He never expected to get attention, nor did Blaze who got the drinks for Samuel and the wrestling fan says this.
Wrestling fan: “Thank you very much, but can I have a quick picture of you and me. Hey dude, do you mind taking this pic of me and Samuel?”
Blaze: “No problem at all.”
Blaze goes over to the wrestling fan and shows him what button to press and the wrestling fan stands next to Samuel with Samuel doing a wrestling pose. Blaze presses a button on the wrestling fan's phone and gives it back to him before checking if the picture was perfect.”
Wrestling fan: “Thank you so much, I'll see you kicking ass tomorrow night.”
Samuel nods as Blaze comes to sit down again as Samuel writes something down to Blaze and he says this.
Blaze: “Wait, what? Did I hear that fan saying you're facing against a WCF champion tomorrow night?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Blaze: “Wow. That's a very rapid movement from when we last spoke with Markus, you guys were frustrated about not defending the tag titles, now you've moved levels up from that. Do you think you're gonna be a WCF title contender?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Blaze: “Why do you think that?”
Before Samuel writes, he takes a sip of his energy drink and writes down the answer to Blaze's question as he always wants to know about what's been going on with Samuel's career in wrestling as he sees it and speaks.
Blaze: “Henry got a phone call about WCF management wanting you to take steps higher?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Blaze: “I won't tell anybody that, but damn, maybe they didn't ignore you after all. Was overshadowed actually on the fact nobody cared about your pure dominance, just the fact you were a tag team champion. It's about fucking time they thought you were a threat to the World title. So, you're facing Bonnie Blue again?”
Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp.”
Blaze: “Oh, there's been a change of the WCF champion? Tell me who.”
Samuel took a sip of his energy drink, likewise with Blaze with his beer as Samuel writes down to Blaze and looks at him to say this.
Blaze: “Is she a new wrestler?”
Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp.”
Blaze: “I never heard of her. Is she good?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Samuel once again writes down as to why as it took him a while to tell the whole story about Savage and her rise to the top along with his dislike feelings about her as he says this.
Blaze: “That's impressive, right?”
Samuel McPherson: “Naarrp”
Blaze: “Why? I know you dislike her, but dude, you're facing a champion who has to go through every one. I don't get along with some of my teammates in my team, but I still respect their abilities of what they do on the pitch.”
Samuel writes down as to why especially the amount of name calling Noble Savage has said towards Samuel as he realises why Samuel just doesn't care or have anything to say about her as Blaze says this.
Blaze: “Oh, that makes sense. Sounds like a fucking cunt. Reminds me of the time where you talked about the guardians. She's aligned with them, isn't she?”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Blaze: “Knew it because they are all cunts. Noble seems like someone who shouldn't even be champion. You said it was from pure luck. It's funny when you texted me the other day that she lost to Eccentrix, yet Lord Raab defeated him without any problems whatsoever. She isn't that good to be honest if she lost to that easy wrestler.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Samuel was enjoying his time in the nightclub for a change as he feels a lot more comfortable to see people dancing and talking around him, even a wrestling fan approaching him for an autograph and picture, the kind of attention he'd never get if he was with Lord Raab as he always blew them off.
It was a strange situation, but at the same time, he was facing a WCF champion tomorrow night so it was understandable as well. Samuel knew he hadn't ask Blaze about his trip here on how the training went as he does that and Blaze answers it.
Blaze: “It's been a lot of hard work, to be honest, to train here in Georgia since the training facility is getting rebuilt, more the locker rooms are because of it being really dirty. It's hard for us to settle here, but it's better than nothing.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Blaze: “Despite that, it still doesn't stop me from getting those touchdowns and tackling players because I'm always good to go, well except when I'm injured obviously. It's a job we'll do for now as NFL players.”
Samuel McPherson: “Yaarrp.”
Samuel points to the dancefloor, although he hadn't finished his drink as he gladly does that and then gets up to dance and Blaze says this.
Blaze: “No problem, I like this song myself.”
It felt like for Samuel, Blaze, Evelyn and Ryker are the only people in his life he always kept connection as friends, although there was a chance Blaze, Evelyn and Ryker would get their other friends to introduce themselves to Samuel someday, even for Lord Raab as well who still needed friends and he talks about him a bit while dancing.
Blaze: “How's Lord Raab doing these days?”
Samuel places his thumb up and Blaze says this.
Blaze: “I'm glad to hear that. Me, Ryker and a few of my friends need to go out and socialize with the pair of you, well I think it's best to start off with you before getting Raab to see them. Let's enjoy the night before you need to get back.”
As they did as they finished talking about Samuel's wrestling career and bits about Blaze's NFL career as they enjoy dancing nearly all night until it was two in the morning which of course, wasn't good for Henry when Samuel did get home, but at least he didn't come back, roaring drunk as he did stick to the rules of that. He takes his clothes off and places his bedclothes on to head off to sleep. He wakes up in the morning and places the laptop he got for Christmas on his lap and starts to write his blog about his Noble Savage.
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The luckiest champion on the planet blogger.com notes (Online)
I mean every single word about you when it comes to that because you have been fucking lucky to get all these wins, including the rumble and the title win. I know you're going to be stupid as fuck to say how I lost to Alex Richards last week like so fucking what if I did? I'm not gonna bitch about it because that's for big fucking babies and I simply don't give a shit about losses. I learnt my lesson on that a few weeks ago that it'll lead you to nothing.
But seriously though, it doesn't feel like you've had any sort of competition WCF keeps providing you. It's not down to your talent, it's down to the lack of wrestlers on the roster. I'm not stupid, I'll acknowledge you won the rumble and you pinned Alex Richards to win the title, but did you pin Bonnie Blue for the belt?
No, you didn't because that reward goes to me. After all, that main event match was the most boring match I've ever seen. There was no hatred towards each other, apart from Odin, but it seemed like it was all about who kisses the most ass to me because none of you actually were really hating each other. Because the end of the day, you all become best buddies anyway.
To me, that's not something anybody wants to watch, that's not something you'd ever expect from me because truthfully, you don't deserve that worthy of it. Also, it was even funnier how you lost to Eccentrix, you know the guy who you somehow respect and think he carried me when actually, it was the other way around. Eccentrix was a fucking joke and Lord Raab made easy work out of him.
Lord Raab even beat him in a match for the three count all by himself without assisted help, unlike your dumb friends who can't do anything by themselves. Who can't say vile things to each other because of the respect you lot have. I didn't come here to kiss ass which is exactly what Guardians do. There's no legit hate there, yet I'm the only WCF title contender who will bring that because nobody even fucking cared you won.
Nobody cares about you being champion, certainly, I don't anyway. Sorry if I don't respect you, but just because I don't, doesn't mean I'm overlooking you because I'm not. I'm not stupid that you'd be a threat, but just not this time around. Not this time when Bonnie would've handpicked you to face her for the belt even if you didn't win the rumble as I say once again, that was pure fucking luck.
I will do anything it takes to knock your disgusting ass down because you aren't impressive when you lost to the weakest bitch on the roster who's no longer here since Lord Raab sent him packing, proving to the world that Eccentrix didn't have what it takes to be a champion. WCF knew Raab should've been my tag partner anyway.
Also, I'm fine with John Rabid attacking me because he's a guy who couldn't take Bonnie Blue losing to me very well, much like she couldn't either because of her stupid facts she made up that weren't true. She's a dumb fuck who betrayed Alex from going for the tag titles against me and Lord Raab. It's OK Noble, support those cunts who only hold themselves back from being great wrestlers because of their respect petty shit they do because they can't legit feed hatred to one another.
But I can and that's why I'm fucking dangerous because I'm happy when I'm pissed off and especially when one day, I'll be able to use weapons to attack fellow wrestlers on the roster, especially John Rabid who as I said, I'm fine with him attacking me after the match with Alex. It won't happen again, much like losing to a guy who's not won anything since he returned to WCF.
Tomorrow night Noble, I'll be the one who'll break your winning streak that's become boring at this fucking point from learning nothing about wrestling because everyone's sick and tired of seeing you win against worthless wrestlers who aren't any competition. I am and I have no problems beating you for the three count and then doing anything to be in the WCF title hunt. Prepare to be destroyed by The Animal who'll walk away with another win against a champion with Michael X and Bonnie Blue already been on my victim list and you're next to join with them because I can and I will beat the living shit out of you.
