Post by Brooke Hernandez on May 20, 2023 19:36:26 GMT -5
"Let's watch it again shall we? Watch as Max Daemon "kicked out." I hit play on my laptop as the finish of the match played. The referee counted to two and hesitated long enough for Max to kick out and then counted the three for Spencer Adam's to win the match. I shook my head as I threw the laptop down on the floor. I looked into the camera as I spoke again.
"I am not going to dwell on it. I can't afford it. I am instead going to take it out on you, Jim Caedus. You didn't heed my warnings about War Games. I am going show you and Vaughn why not choosing me was a bad move for both of your careers. You didn't listen to my campaign as to why I should be on your team and the management of WGWF have all but signed your death warrant as you have to step into the ring with a woman scorned. I have been fucked over in this business for the last time. This week, I fully shock the world as I take Jim Caedus to the limit. I may win, I may lose, but Caedus will be up close and personal with the woman of his wet dreams. I am one who many dream about but this daydream is going to put Jim Caedus in his own personal hell." To be honest, I didn't know much about Jim Caedus as a person but someone had to slow down this return path of destruction he was on. Sure, he lost to Vaughn but is Vaughn really a bad loss? Does it derail anything Caedus was accomplishing? No it doesn't. I wanted to be that first big speed bump that causes Caedus to rethink his choice to return. I also wanted to be someone who showed Chris Page that he made the wrong choice. I sighed as I shook my head.
"Caedus, you love bringing up your dick and, in my experience, anyone who does that is overcompensating for a lack of something and I think I have it all figured out. You lack real confidence so you put on this cocky mask to hide your insecurities. I get it, Caedus. I truly do. I once lacked confidence and then I hooked up with Marisol Vilaro and the Vilaro System and my confidence shot up. You know what started happening then? I started winning. I won matches I wasn't supposed to win. I beat names like Moonlight Rose. Names like James Raven. Names like Tyler Cage. Spencer Adams saw that and got scared so he, in my opinion, used his name in the business to influence the referee. That's the past and I am looking to the present and the match with you Caedus. You see people like me beating people that I'm not supposed to beat. I'm winning titles four months into my career and it scares you. It keeps you on your toes. Even if you win this match, you will lose mentally. You won't be able to shake the reality that I was competitive with you. You will wonder what is going to happen when you have to talk to Page and tell him why you are failing on this return. God forbid if I actually beat you. Then what happens? What becomes of you when I win? I know for me, my stock continues to rise. My dream continues being woven. I truly become the envy and the daydream that everyone wants. As a gymnast I got used to seeing 9s on the board. This match with you, the fans, the management, the judges will finally give me a fucking ten." I paced a bit as I laughed. I knew I had Jim Caedus, and the world, in the palm of my hands and soon I would mold them all the way I wanted them to be. My head was a dangerous place to be and I was trying to not go back to that place. The screw job from Championship Monday was sending me there. It was making me get lost in my head again. I froze, mid motion, and went into my head. That voice in my head was loud.
"Come on Brooke. Do this and be yourself. Win for who you are not who the fans want you to be. Not who management wants you to be. Not who Jim Caedus wants you to be. Be the daydream you know you are. Be the unattainable. Be someone to be feared. You are a ten, baby girl, you are so far ahead of the competition that all the rest want to do is just sniff close to your success. They want to kiss you so bad? Make them kiss your pretty ass. Make them see what they are missing. Show the world that you can shine like a diamond." I stumbled forward and dropped to a knee as I grabbed my head. I shook the feelings off as my phone rang. I looked down and saw the photo of Marisol Vilaro, my trainer. I answered the phone as if nothing had happened.
"Hey Mari! I said as I listened.
"Are you training?" My face instantly twisted into a look of shame.
"No. I'm not training at the moment. I have a lot on my.." As I spoke Marisol interrupted me.
"I have told you that the more you train the more unstoppable you will become." Honestly I wasn't listening to Marisol at the moment. Another call was incoming. I smiled as the word "Him" popped up on my phone.
"Mari… I gotta go.." I changed to the other line.
"Hey stranger. Is everything a go?" I awaited his answer. His voice has been distorted because like I would give you all the information I have.
"Yes it is a go. We will shock the world soon enough. For now we must focus on the task at hand. Beat Caedus and the rest will fall into place. Stay the course. I will be in touch soon."
The click on the other end was sudden. What did he want from me? What had become obvious is that I had to focus on beating Jim Caedus. Not just for me but for him as well. Marisol wasn't going to be happy but training wasn't happening at this moment. I looked into the camera as I addressed Caedus once again. "Caedus, as you can tell. I now must win this match. HE has made me realize that beating you is a must for this plan to fall into place. Guys like you wish you could be like HIM. He will show each an everyone in this company that people like us are made to be worshipped as the Gods and Goddesses we are. He has shown me my true worth. He has also shown me that you and the chosen morons that represent CCPE. The whole lot of you can fuck right off. It all begins with you Jim. You could have easily chosen me for WarGames and none of this would be happening to you. Had Chris Page hired legitimate referees then I would be one strp closer to my destiny here in WGWF. Now, I must make examples of you all. Jim, what makes you think you can walk right into this match and win? Are you looking past me? Are you thiniking I am just going to lay down for you so you can get a quick win and go back to the locker room and jerk off to my twitter page? Uh uh buddy boy. Not on my watch. I am a competitor. I am a fighter. I am better than you and nothing is going to convince me otherwise. Nothing is going to stop me from beating you. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain on Brawl. When it all comes crashing down.. what are you willing to sacrifice in order to win this match? I am willing to end you. Are you willing to end me? Please try. I want your all Jimmy. I want you to give me everything you have. I don't want you take it easy on me. I love pain, Jimmy. There is your fun fact of the day.
Jimmy boy, nothing you can do or say will detract me from the plan that HE has set forth. I am pivotal to the plan. I am always going to win Jimmy. There is no universe or multiverse in which you come out the winner. You can win the match but you will still be the loser. Peter Vaughn proved that you can't win. He has your number and you went out and found the who's who of XWF yesteryear instead of focusing on the present. Nothing will change the fact that in this company, and in this whole damn business, I..AM..THE..FUTURE. And with HIS help, I will be unstoppable. See ya on Monday Jimmy."
I stood up and walked out the door. I had to go and prepare for war. I may not be in the WarGames but I would wage war all throughout the WGWF and it all began with a victory on Brawl over Jim Caedus.
"I am not going to dwell on it. I can't afford it. I am instead going to take it out on you, Jim Caedus. You didn't heed my warnings about War Games. I am going show you and Vaughn why not choosing me was a bad move for both of your careers. You didn't listen to my campaign as to why I should be on your team and the management of WGWF have all but signed your death warrant as you have to step into the ring with a woman scorned. I have been fucked over in this business for the last time. This week, I fully shock the world as I take Jim Caedus to the limit. I may win, I may lose, but Caedus will be up close and personal with the woman of his wet dreams. I am one who many dream about but this daydream is going to put Jim Caedus in his own personal hell." To be honest, I didn't know much about Jim Caedus as a person but someone had to slow down this return path of destruction he was on. Sure, he lost to Vaughn but is Vaughn really a bad loss? Does it derail anything Caedus was accomplishing? No it doesn't. I wanted to be that first big speed bump that causes Caedus to rethink his choice to return. I also wanted to be someone who showed Chris Page that he made the wrong choice. I sighed as I shook my head.
"Caedus, you love bringing up your dick and, in my experience, anyone who does that is overcompensating for a lack of something and I think I have it all figured out. You lack real confidence so you put on this cocky mask to hide your insecurities. I get it, Caedus. I truly do. I once lacked confidence and then I hooked up with Marisol Vilaro and the Vilaro System and my confidence shot up. You know what started happening then? I started winning. I won matches I wasn't supposed to win. I beat names like Moonlight Rose. Names like James Raven. Names like Tyler Cage. Spencer Adams saw that and got scared so he, in my opinion, used his name in the business to influence the referee. That's the past and I am looking to the present and the match with you Caedus. You see people like me beating people that I'm not supposed to beat. I'm winning titles four months into my career and it scares you. It keeps you on your toes. Even if you win this match, you will lose mentally. You won't be able to shake the reality that I was competitive with you. You will wonder what is going to happen when you have to talk to Page and tell him why you are failing on this return. God forbid if I actually beat you. Then what happens? What becomes of you when I win? I know for me, my stock continues to rise. My dream continues being woven. I truly become the envy and the daydream that everyone wants. As a gymnast I got used to seeing 9s on the board. This match with you, the fans, the management, the judges will finally give me a fucking ten." I paced a bit as I laughed. I knew I had Jim Caedus, and the world, in the palm of my hands and soon I would mold them all the way I wanted them to be. My head was a dangerous place to be and I was trying to not go back to that place. The screw job from Championship Monday was sending me there. It was making me get lost in my head again. I froze, mid motion, and went into my head. That voice in my head was loud.
"Come on Brooke. Do this and be yourself. Win for who you are not who the fans want you to be. Not who management wants you to be. Not who Jim Caedus wants you to be. Be the daydream you know you are. Be the unattainable. Be someone to be feared. You are a ten, baby girl, you are so far ahead of the competition that all the rest want to do is just sniff close to your success. They want to kiss you so bad? Make them kiss your pretty ass. Make them see what they are missing. Show the world that you can shine like a diamond." I stumbled forward and dropped to a knee as I grabbed my head. I shook the feelings off as my phone rang. I looked down and saw the photo of Marisol Vilaro, my trainer. I answered the phone as if nothing had happened.
"Hey Mari! I said as I listened.
"Are you training?" My face instantly twisted into a look of shame.
"No. I'm not training at the moment. I have a lot on my.." As I spoke Marisol interrupted me.
"I have told you that the more you train the more unstoppable you will become." Honestly I wasn't listening to Marisol at the moment. Another call was incoming. I smiled as the word "Him" popped up on my phone.
"Mari… I gotta go.." I changed to the other line.
"Hey stranger. Is everything a go?" I awaited his answer. His voice has been distorted because like I would give you all the information I have.
"Yes it is a go. We will shock the world soon enough. For now we must focus on the task at hand. Beat Caedus and the rest will fall into place. Stay the course. I will be in touch soon."
The click on the other end was sudden. What did he want from me? What had become obvious is that I had to focus on beating Jim Caedus. Not just for me but for him as well. Marisol wasn't going to be happy but training wasn't happening at this moment. I looked into the camera as I addressed Caedus once again. "Caedus, as you can tell. I now must win this match. HE has made me realize that beating you is a must for this plan to fall into place. Guys like you wish you could be like HIM. He will show each an everyone in this company that people like us are made to be worshipped as the Gods and Goddesses we are. He has shown me my true worth. He has also shown me that you and the chosen morons that represent CCPE. The whole lot of you can fuck right off. It all begins with you Jim. You could have easily chosen me for WarGames and none of this would be happening to you. Had Chris Page hired legitimate referees then I would be one strp closer to my destiny here in WGWF. Now, I must make examples of you all. Jim, what makes you think you can walk right into this match and win? Are you looking past me? Are you thiniking I am just going to lay down for you so you can get a quick win and go back to the locker room and jerk off to my twitter page? Uh uh buddy boy. Not on my watch. I am a competitor. I am a fighter. I am better than you and nothing is going to convince me otherwise. Nothing is going to stop me from beating you. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain on Brawl. When it all comes crashing down.. what are you willing to sacrifice in order to win this match? I am willing to end you. Are you willing to end me? Please try. I want your all Jimmy. I want you to give me everything you have. I don't want you take it easy on me. I love pain, Jimmy. There is your fun fact of the day.
Jimmy boy, nothing you can do or say will detract me from the plan that HE has set forth. I am pivotal to the plan. I am always going to win Jimmy. There is no universe or multiverse in which you come out the winner. You can win the match but you will still be the loser. Peter Vaughn proved that you can't win. He has your number and you went out and found the who's who of XWF yesteryear instead of focusing on the present. Nothing will change the fact that in this company, and in this whole damn business, I..AM..THE..FUTURE. And with HIS help, I will be unstoppable. See ya on Monday Jimmy."
I stood up and walked out the door. I had to go and prepare for war. I may not be in the WarGames but I would wage war all throughout the WGWF and it all began with a victory on Brawl over Jim Caedus.