Ignorant

[Spike Kane]

-The feed opens on Spike Kane pacing in front of a W:UK Banner, in the corner of the screen a picture of Psychotic Goth is shown, before in picture in picture Psychotic Goth’s promo can be seen playing, but on mute, as Spike speaks to the camera directly.

I’m not usually one to stand here and correct someone, to be honest I like to trust in the collective intelligence of people, but then I’ve often been proven wrong for doing that in the past, because quite bluntly?

People are stupid.

Psychotic Goth even more so.

Let me get this straight, you’ve done your research on me, right? So you can prepare for our match this week? Apparently you watched a match where I almost managed to beat the demented sideshow freak, but came up short…now, I know some of you fuckers live in a fantasy land, one where you’re supposedly some dominant force that kicks all sorts of ass, but the fact of the matter is quite simple.

I crushed Armand.

And I’ll crush you too.

Then of course we have the absolute bullshit that was you jabbering on about me sacrificing so much to come here, and why am I even here? ….really? I mean really?

Ahem.

Is this thing on!?

I have been incredibly vocal about why I am here from the day I stepped foot through the door, the fact that you have someone managed to miss promos, segments, and matches containing yours truly, and taking up a considerable amount of W:UK air time? Well..

It doesn’t bode well for you, does it?

You’re an ignorant piece of shit, so wrapped up in your own hype that everything outside your bubble doesn’t exist. I mean, the absolute fucking drivel that you spouted doesn’t even make sense, it’s like you were speaking about somehow else and swapped my name in, that - or you’ve proven that you don’t do your research, that you don’t learn about your opponents, that you don’t evolve, or exist outside your own ego…

That’s funny, but let me educate you, you absolute dildo.

I am Spike Kane, THE God of Xtreme, not part time. Not on the weekends, not every other fortnight, one hundred percent of the time. You claim to be “hardcore” bitch, that doesn’t even get my attention. I took what us “hardcore” wrestlers did on a weekly basis, and I brought it to the main event scene, from federation to federation, I have crushed hundreds just like you along the way. I have ended careers, I have hospitalised my enemies, and I’ve been doing it for TWENTY SIX YEARS! Oh, and I have had so much fucking fun doing so..

Please explain to me how or where I’ve “changed my personality?”

What a fucking knob.

You’re about to get hit with a dose of reality, dealt by Spike Kane, The God of Xtreme, The Blood God, one of the Pillars of Violence, and Goth? I’m going to have some fun exposing you for the fucking fraud you really are. I’m going to make you look like a bitch for everyone to see, and I’m going to stomp your head into the ground as I march towards the Television Championship.

If you’re lucky, I’ll leave in just a good enough state to still enjoy your black coffee and cigarettes.

Per se.

Prick.

-The image changes to Julianna DiMaria, Spike rolls his eyes and sighs.-

What the fuck am I supposed to say here? Is your whole angle that you are Wendy fucking Testaburger?

“I’m a woman and I can fight you too! Girls can fight! Girls can wrestle!”

Yeah….we know, welcome to at least ten years ago?

Christ on a bike, the XHF has had intergender wrestling since AT LEAST the Noughties! Get off your fucking high horse, and actually do what you keep saying you’re going to do. Perhaps you should stop looking at everyone through such a narrow close minded thought process? Me personally? I’ve had many matches with women, have I lost? Probably.

Thing is I don’t lose often.

Very rarely twice to the same person.

You though Dimaria? You’re all mouth man, you’re all talk. You can stand there and scream and shout about how hard it is for you, how everyone judges you, or you can put your nose to the grindstone and prove them the fuck wrong….you wanna talk about being held back? You wanna talk about being judged?

Let’s take a short trip into the past, before the XHF even existed, when womens wrestling truly was a joke, pure exploitation…bra and panties matches, mud wrestling, whatever….and I’m over here putting my life on the line everytime I step foot in the ring, and I get told I’m “just a hardcore guy, that’s lower than the womens division.”

Yeah….ha…

16 world titles later…

I think I’ve proven my point over the years, don’t you? I know Goth is an absolute moron, and I’m just holding out the slightest glimmer of hope that you’re not…but I wouldn’t be surprised given how you promo….but I’ll get to the point Dimaria.

I don’t give a fuck if you’re a woman.

I don’t give a fuck if you’re a man.

I don’t give a fuck if you’re anything except one GUNS bears….

You step in that ring? You walking into MY domain? All bets are off, I will treat you the same way I treat any of my opponents, with the same intensity, the same level of violence, and the same brutallity as I do whatever the fuck it takes to put you down, BOTH of you down, and earn my place in the final….

I am on a level that neither of you will reach, but it’s okay….I’ll give you a first hand experience of what that feels like, as I prove myself once again, and leave you on your knees, heads bowed.

All Bloody Hail!

-The feed cuts.-