Post by Chris Gibson on Jul 18, 2022 12:49:50 GMT -5
Do you remember always being told that if they didn’t talk about you, then you didn’t mean shit?
Of course not in those exact words, but you get the idea don’t you?
There was not other choice but to talk Chris Gibson, it’s been that way for a long time now. Your intermediate “burns” cannot phase the the composed and collected veteran, not at this stage in his career.
Some time ago, a response in equal elementary fashion would’ve been guaranteed, but not now no see Chris Gibson has surely peaked, and it couldn’t have come at a better time. Let’s face the facts ladies and gentlemen, Chris Gibson has never been adored by the fans…management just about anyone with a pulse don’t you all remember? Chris Gibson does, and he reminisces on it all every single day of the week. Gibson used to proclaim to be a God but now he’s just a man with a life full of more what ifs than why nots.
Perhaps the fellow should’ve taken more risks not just in his personal life, but also his career.
The risks he did take often ended up biting him in the ass. Bursting onto the scene in UCW Gibson joined the infamous Hot Commodity Society led by the ever controversial P.T Merciless. The union was short lived when Gibson planted his boot to the side of Merciless’s face, Merciless returned the favor with impregnating Gibsons then fiancé Kayla.
Don’t trust women, what a valuable lesson needed to be learned. Even then for a short period of time Gibson still loved Kayla despite her betrayal.
Pete wouldn’t take care of the child even if it meant his would live eternally, another lesson learned and that is never become anything like Pete Medland.
Of course slowly, surely over time Gibson almost mirrored his once mentor turned adversary.
The boy is now 11 years old, his name is Jackson, Jack for short. The kid inherited plenty of insurance money after his biologicals father demise was caught on live television.
Kayla still wants a Chris back, but Chris has been lazed focused on his wrestling career, what critics would say is mediocre up until this point. Those same critics are the ones who placed companies like C.L.A.W on a pedestal, a company Gibson never thrived in maybe because Gibson isn’t a crazed lunatic or is he, and he just never channeled the inner sociopath.
It wasn’t until Gibson found the persona of Erebus and reached a peak, Gibson was on top of the world having just become the inaugural Legacy champion of Riot Star Wrestling unifying the Rampage and Skirmish Championships that hang on display in Gibsons mansion in California.
As much as Gibson would love to be home, he is far from it and I guess that’s what makes this whole ordeal even that much uncomfortable.
The best advice he was given before his journey to Wrestle UK was to keep your head down, go handle the business at hand and secure your place at the top of the hierarchy.
“So do we have a deal Chris Gibson?”
“You’re asking me to commit murder this isn’t just something I’m going to just agree to off bat, give me a fucking minute okay.”
“Still a pussy I see, how old are you now Gibson? Thirty-Eight? Thirty-Nine?”
“Kiss my ass, you came to me remember not the other way around.”
“Yeah because nobody would except someone like you to handle our dirty work.”
“Enlighten me on what the hell that means.”
“I’m not going to argue with you Chris, the offer is on the table, take it or leave it.”
“I want eighty million.”
“You’re asking for too much now, the offer stands at sixty, twenty for each head.”
“Let me guess, you’re going to send one of these mop freaks to make sure everything goes to plan?”
“I do believe you Chris Gibson does not need a babysitter.”
“Shane tell that bitch to shut-up, you’re supposed to be dead aren’t you?”
“We expect an answer out of you in the near future.”
“Yeah I’ll think about risking my life in order to satisfy the likes of you three.”
“We’re not the enemies here Chris.”
“Don’t act like any of you have ever been on my side.”
“That was the past, we’re all business men now.”
“You mean convicts.”
“This is a waste of time, I told you both we should’ve just went with Slaughter Walsh, this guy has always been a waste of time.”
“Gibson it’s a yes or no question, we don’t have time for this.”
“What’s the company called?”
“Wrestle UK?”
“You mean England?”
“No Amsterdam you idiot. Yes fucking England.”
Of course not in those exact words, but you get the idea don’t you?
There was not other choice but to talk Chris Gibson, it’s been that way for a long time now. Your intermediate “burns” cannot phase the the composed and collected veteran, not at this stage in his career.
Some time ago, a response in equal elementary fashion would’ve been guaranteed, but not now no see Chris Gibson has surely peaked, and it couldn’t have come at a better time. Let’s face the facts ladies and gentlemen, Chris Gibson has never been adored by the fans…management just about anyone with a pulse don’t you all remember? Chris Gibson does, and he reminisces on it all every single day of the week. Gibson used to proclaim to be a God but now he’s just a man with a life full of more what ifs than why nots.
Perhaps the fellow should’ve taken more risks not just in his personal life, but also his career.
The risks he did take often ended up biting him in the ass. Bursting onto the scene in UCW Gibson joined the infamous Hot Commodity Society led by the ever controversial P.T Merciless. The union was short lived when Gibson planted his boot to the side of Merciless’s face, Merciless returned the favor with impregnating Gibsons then fiancé Kayla.
Don’t trust women, what a valuable lesson needed to be learned. Even then for a short period of time Gibson still loved Kayla despite her betrayal.
Pete wouldn’t take care of the child even if it meant his would live eternally, another lesson learned and that is never become anything like Pete Medland.
Of course slowly, surely over time Gibson almost mirrored his once mentor turned adversary.
The boy is now 11 years old, his name is Jackson, Jack for short. The kid inherited plenty of insurance money after his biologicals father demise was caught on live television.
Kayla still wants a Chris back, but Chris has been lazed focused on his wrestling career, what critics would say is mediocre up until this point. Those same critics are the ones who placed companies like C.L.A.W on a pedestal, a company Gibson never thrived in maybe because Gibson isn’t a crazed lunatic or is he, and he just never channeled the inner sociopath.
It wasn’t until Gibson found the persona of Erebus and reached a peak, Gibson was on top of the world having just become the inaugural Legacy champion of Riot Star Wrestling unifying the Rampage and Skirmish Championships that hang on display in Gibsons mansion in California.
As much as Gibson would love to be home, he is far from it and I guess that’s what makes this whole ordeal even that much uncomfortable.
The best advice he was given before his journey to Wrestle UK was to keep your head down, go handle the business at hand and secure your place at the top of the hierarchy.
“So do we have a deal Chris Gibson?”
“You’re asking me to commit murder this isn’t just something I’m going to just agree to off bat, give me a fucking minute okay.”
“Still a pussy I see, how old are you now Gibson? Thirty-Eight? Thirty-Nine?”
“Kiss my ass, you came to me remember not the other way around.”
“Yeah because nobody would except someone like you to handle our dirty work.”
“Enlighten me on what the hell that means.”
“I’m not going to argue with you Chris, the offer is on the table, take it or leave it.”
“I want eighty million.”
“You’re asking for too much now, the offer stands at sixty, twenty for each head.”
“Let me guess, you’re going to send one of these mop freaks to make sure everything goes to plan?”
“I do believe you Chris Gibson does not need a babysitter.”
“Shane tell that bitch to shut-up, you’re supposed to be dead aren’t you?”
“We expect an answer out of you in the near future.”
“Yeah I’ll think about risking my life in order to satisfy the likes of you three.”
“We’re not the enemies here Chris.”
“Don’t act like any of you have ever been on my side.”
“That was the past, we’re all business men now.”
“You mean convicts.”
“This is a waste of time, I told you both we should’ve just went with Slaughter Walsh, this guy has always been a waste of time.”
“Gibson it’s a yes or no question, we don’t have time for this.”
“What’s the company called?”
“Wrestle UK?”
“You mean England?”
“No Amsterdam you idiot. Yes fucking England.”