Post by Mav. on Aug 10, 2020 1:10:09 GMT -5
"Winners are not afraid of losing. But losers are. Failure is part of the process of success. People who avoid failure also avoid success."
Hardcore Havoc is over and now… I’ve finally let everything soak and sink in and to say that I’ve hit rock bottom is an understatement, it’s gotten to the point where I’m judging the actions I take. I look to my hands, I think back to the things these hands have done, I think about all the wrongdoings I’ve put myself through. I’ve been putting myself through so much, I’ve been putting myself through every bad thing and it’s affecting me heavily. But am I putting myself through this to actually toughen up, or to say it… Grow a fucking pair in the world we live in and continue to get shit done. The more I think about it, the more I realise how true this is. Look around you, look around us and see what’s currently near. That’s anarchy, that’s restless souls waiting to be released, that’s time counting down to an apocalypse. Maybe what I’m saying is some gibberish coming out of my mouth but realistically, it’s logic. It’s becoming obvious to me that things need to take a quick turn of events, and those turn of events need to happen sooner rather than later.
Because when I had my mind focused on the success more than the failure like it never existed, the end goal wasn’t clear in my sights and I went out in a blazing ball of glory. It happened to me against Arata Asakura and it happened to me against Aria Jaxon, two title shots in a row, and now look at me… A broken failure, still looking for a reason to even continue being here, but it’s only two matches, right? Two whole matches, that’s all it is, right?
WRONG!
It’s so much more. You see, this shit happens everywhere I go, from private countries to Japan. It happens everywhere I go. Havoc was a man I was willing to beat and got nowhere with it, he made me tap out, the worst way to lose if you ask me. Kai Stevens was a tough battle and was so close to winning but one wrong move… and I was out like a light. I mean, I do have a chance to try and collect myself another title shot against Kai but, am I really worth another chance? Arata was blessed with the magic he wanted from the get-go, and he got what he deserved, a good match and a good title defence. I wish to call myself The Best Bout Machine one day but with losses, being a “Best Bout Machine” doesn’t really come to you that easily, it’s more about the wins and to be frank with you all - I’m not racking them up. I’m going to spit some hard facts out to you… Since I came back in early April, I won two whole matches. Two matches. Not just in OWA but everywhere. I’ve lost title shots, I’ve lost redemption arcs, I’ve lost in the first round of tournaments. I’ve lost in everything I’ve tried to bounce back but I just ended up falling flat on my back like I always do. Hell, at one time, I thought my career was over with a Curb Stomp right down onto my neck on the ring apron.
If you don’t realize how fucking dangerous that is for me, then you’re fucking thick as pig shit. That wouldn’t surprise me considering some of you fucking cunts care less about health and safety and are willing to put me out of my misery. You fuckers loathe in that shit, you assholes watch me risk my life and what do I get? Nothing. I don’t get sympathy, I don’t get pity but Kenny Drake gets it? He stabbed Aria a few fucking months ago, do you guys not remember this? But yeah, he’s your favourite. Support these guys but wish death on me because I “targeted” Arata’s family. You fucking cunts don’t even fucking understand anything I’ve said, have you? What I did was timid compared to others, yet I’m hated one here. “Your gear was so disrespectful”, and yet you look at Moongoose who fucking kidnapped Kenny Drake’s father and broke into his own home, but call my actions disrespectful, Aria. Oh, you think I haven’t been paying attention to you? Come on, I knew you’d throw your little jabs at me because I lost another title match after losing to you. It’s the thing of sometimes you win and sometimes you lose but I guess with a mouth like yours, you’d use it to talk a whole load of shit on anything.
I guess that’s the Aria Jaxon way to things, you see someone fail and you target it in order to get into their head. Aria, it’s not working on me that easily. You’re forgetting everything about the match I gave you, the great first match of our season and you’re gonna let it slide like it wasn’t the best match you’ve been in? I forget… you only focus on the result, of course, some snarky bitch like you would act like that… I’m not surprised. You see, just because I talked all that shit doesn’t mean I’m no good and Aria, you’re missing the whole point entirely and you’re dodging the truth of your remarks. Yeah, I’ll admit, I talked all of that shit and got nowhere but guess what, Aria, it’s because there was a better man at the end of the day and it was the same way with you. You were the better person on the night and I was distracted by some fat cunt in the front row but go ahead, tell me that I suck because I lost. I let my ego get the better of me on those nights, but at least my ego doesn’t bring me to talk a whole load of shite for about… Nine and a half minutes about a match that ended in a referee stoppage, I know I’ve talked about matches but fucking hell, I don’t let it drag, Aria. Maybe I am slowly building a reputation, and maybe it is hurting the image I’m trying to project but you know what, Aria, at least I’m a man who’s straight to the point… You’re someone who stalls time, drags things through the dirt over and over again just so you could get your own point across along with ten to twelve points that were never asked for but still given like anyone cared for, to begin with.
Stark… It’s nice to see you after what had happened in Japan, nice to see you being able to stand on your own two feet once again because I thought that Punt Kick fucked you up when I walked away from that ring. But seeing you here talk about my sneak attacks is a good sign for Atlantis, now that you know what to expect, of course. Stark, I’ve heard so much about you and how you became this man that you are today, you say you see a bit of the younger self in me and you might be right, considering the early days of your career, it seems like we follow the same path. I get it, Stark, I’m like a little league player playing with people with the major baseball teams. I’m trying my best to grow into the shoes I’m wearing when I could slow down a little and go for the size I need and what’s perfect for me but that’s the thing, Stark, you’d know this better than me that you need to grow into those shoes to get anywhere and being on Kingdom, you need to do it fast otherwise, you’re going to be like me and choke at the final hurdle. I know the chip on my shoulder is there and I’m doing my fucking best to get rid of it but if it takes those sneak attacks and those cheap shortcuts then I’ll be damned if I don’t take advantage of the situation given to me. Stark, you might have lived by that life too, it’s what you did to capture that Television Championship from Nathan, right? You took a cheap shortcut when the opportunity was right in your face, you did that and you continue to point it out because I damn near kicked your head clean off. I mean, I apologise for my actions but shit happens, I guess.
Now, I’m known for my Tag Teams and I’ve been undefeated Tag Team Champions before in my past but for GRiME to be out here is… something, because I’ve never faced a duo of young and great upcoming talents with a weed addiction before, nor was I prepared for such things like this because I have no information about them, only that they were trained by Kenny Drake. I have to say if Kenny Drake was to teach you, two young boys, then I’m sure he did a fucking great job at it… and then I realised that you missed out on opportunities at Tag Team gold which you’ve failed at. A terrible tutor, here, let me teach you something about teamwork and why things aren’t working out for you. You see, you need to have the same wavelength as your partner and if you don’t see that in them then you have no teamwork and you’re wasting your time. So you puzzle things out, who’s the one with the weakness in the duo… is it you or is it the other? Either way, I’d say watch your back because… The minute you don’t expect it, there’s going to be a knife lunged into your back. That guy will go on and be his own success story and you’re left in the shadows. How would I know this?
I was that guy, I was that person. I was the man who put knives into people’s back.
For the most part of this entire promo, I’ve kept it calm and collected, may have let my true feelings out a little but we’ve all got to come and realise one thing… Stark, GRiME and “Queen” Aria Jaxon, I may have touched down on you lot with a heartwarming tone but realistically…
I hate all of you cunts and I hope you fucking die a slow painful death.
Hardcore Havoc is over and now… I’ve finally let everything soak and sink in and to say that I’ve hit rock bottom is an understatement, it’s gotten to the point where I’m judging the actions I take. I look to my hands, I think back to the things these hands have done, I think about all the wrongdoings I’ve put myself through. I’ve been putting myself through so much, I’ve been putting myself through every bad thing and it’s affecting me heavily. But am I putting myself through this to actually toughen up, or to say it… Grow a fucking pair in the world we live in and continue to get shit done. The more I think about it, the more I realise how true this is. Look around you, look around us and see what’s currently near. That’s anarchy, that’s restless souls waiting to be released, that’s time counting down to an apocalypse. Maybe what I’m saying is some gibberish coming out of my mouth but realistically, it’s logic. It’s becoming obvious to me that things need to take a quick turn of events, and those turn of events need to happen sooner rather than later.
Because when I had my mind focused on the success more than the failure like it never existed, the end goal wasn’t clear in my sights and I went out in a blazing ball of glory. It happened to me against Arata Asakura and it happened to me against Aria Jaxon, two title shots in a row, and now look at me… A broken failure, still looking for a reason to even continue being here, but it’s only two matches, right? Two whole matches, that’s all it is, right?
WRONG!
It’s so much more. You see, this shit happens everywhere I go, from private countries to Japan. It happens everywhere I go. Havoc was a man I was willing to beat and got nowhere with it, he made me tap out, the worst way to lose if you ask me. Kai Stevens was a tough battle and was so close to winning but one wrong move… and I was out like a light. I mean, I do have a chance to try and collect myself another title shot against Kai but, am I really worth another chance? Arata was blessed with the magic he wanted from the get-go, and he got what he deserved, a good match and a good title defence. I wish to call myself The Best Bout Machine one day but with losses, being a “Best Bout Machine” doesn’t really come to you that easily, it’s more about the wins and to be frank with you all - I’m not racking them up. I’m going to spit some hard facts out to you… Since I came back in early April, I won two whole matches. Two matches. Not just in OWA but everywhere. I’ve lost title shots, I’ve lost redemption arcs, I’ve lost in the first round of tournaments. I’ve lost in everything I’ve tried to bounce back but I just ended up falling flat on my back like I always do. Hell, at one time, I thought my career was over with a Curb Stomp right down onto my neck on the ring apron.
If you don’t realize how fucking dangerous that is for me, then you’re fucking thick as pig shit. That wouldn’t surprise me considering some of you fucking cunts care less about health and safety and are willing to put me out of my misery. You fuckers loathe in that shit, you assholes watch me risk my life and what do I get? Nothing. I don’t get sympathy, I don’t get pity but Kenny Drake gets it? He stabbed Aria a few fucking months ago, do you guys not remember this? But yeah, he’s your favourite. Support these guys but wish death on me because I “targeted” Arata’s family. You fucking cunts don’t even fucking understand anything I’ve said, have you? What I did was timid compared to others, yet I’m hated one here. “Your gear was so disrespectful”, and yet you look at Moongoose who fucking kidnapped Kenny Drake’s father and broke into his own home, but call my actions disrespectful, Aria. Oh, you think I haven’t been paying attention to you? Come on, I knew you’d throw your little jabs at me because I lost another title match after losing to you. It’s the thing of sometimes you win and sometimes you lose but I guess with a mouth like yours, you’d use it to talk a whole load of shit on anything.
I guess that’s the Aria Jaxon way to things, you see someone fail and you target it in order to get into their head. Aria, it’s not working on me that easily. You’re forgetting everything about the match I gave you, the great first match of our season and you’re gonna let it slide like it wasn’t the best match you’ve been in? I forget… you only focus on the result, of course, some snarky bitch like you would act like that… I’m not surprised. You see, just because I talked all that shit doesn’t mean I’m no good and Aria, you’re missing the whole point entirely and you’re dodging the truth of your remarks. Yeah, I’ll admit, I talked all of that shit and got nowhere but guess what, Aria, it’s because there was a better man at the end of the day and it was the same way with you. You were the better person on the night and I was distracted by some fat cunt in the front row but go ahead, tell me that I suck because I lost. I let my ego get the better of me on those nights, but at least my ego doesn’t bring me to talk a whole load of shite for about… Nine and a half minutes about a match that ended in a referee stoppage, I know I’ve talked about matches but fucking hell, I don’t let it drag, Aria. Maybe I am slowly building a reputation, and maybe it is hurting the image I’m trying to project but you know what, Aria, at least I’m a man who’s straight to the point… You’re someone who stalls time, drags things through the dirt over and over again just so you could get your own point across along with ten to twelve points that were never asked for but still given like anyone cared for, to begin with.
Stark… It’s nice to see you after what had happened in Japan, nice to see you being able to stand on your own two feet once again because I thought that Punt Kick fucked you up when I walked away from that ring. But seeing you here talk about my sneak attacks is a good sign for Atlantis, now that you know what to expect, of course. Stark, I’ve heard so much about you and how you became this man that you are today, you say you see a bit of the younger self in me and you might be right, considering the early days of your career, it seems like we follow the same path. I get it, Stark, I’m like a little league player playing with people with the major baseball teams. I’m trying my best to grow into the shoes I’m wearing when I could slow down a little and go for the size I need and what’s perfect for me but that’s the thing, Stark, you’d know this better than me that you need to grow into those shoes to get anywhere and being on Kingdom, you need to do it fast otherwise, you’re going to be like me and choke at the final hurdle. I know the chip on my shoulder is there and I’m doing my fucking best to get rid of it but if it takes those sneak attacks and those cheap shortcuts then I’ll be damned if I don’t take advantage of the situation given to me. Stark, you might have lived by that life too, it’s what you did to capture that Television Championship from Nathan, right? You took a cheap shortcut when the opportunity was right in your face, you did that and you continue to point it out because I damn near kicked your head clean off. I mean, I apologise for my actions but shit happens, I guess.
Now, I’m known for my Tag Teams and I’ve been undefeated Tag Team Champions before in my past but for GRiME to be out here is… something, because I’ve never faced a duo of young and great upcoming talents with a weed addiction before, nor was I prepared for such things like this because I have no information about them, only that they were trained by Kenny Drake. I have to say if Kenny Drake was to teach you, two young boys, then I’m sure he did a fucking great job at it… and then I realised that you missed out on opportunities at Tag Team gold which you’ve failed at. A terrible tutor, here, let me teach you something about teamwork and why things aren’t working out for you. You see, you need to have the same wavelength as your partner and if you don’t see that in them then you have no teamwork and you’re wasting your time. So you puzzle things out, who’s the one with the weakness in the duo… is it you or is it the other? Either way, I’d say watch your back because… The minute you don’t expect it, there’s going to be a knife lunged into your back. That guy will go on and be his own success story and you’re left in the shadows. How would I know this?
I was that guy, I was that person. I was the man who put knives into people’s back.
For the most part of this entire promo, I’ve kept it calm and collected, may have let my true feelings out a little but we’ve all got to come and realise one thing… Stark, GRiME and “Queen” Aria Jaxon, I may have touched down on you lot with a heartwarming tone but realistically…
I hate all of you cunts and I hope you fucking die a slow painful death.