The only thing we have to fear is fear itself
Jan 25, 2024 21:32:59 GMT -5
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Post by "Venom" Xavier Lux on Jan 25, 2024 21:32:59 GMT -5
The scene opens in the middle of a thick jungle and someone slashing their way through the thick flora and fauna with a sharp machete. As the tall plants get cut down, we can see a waterfall in the background, not that big, but enough for a few people to go in there and take a nice natural bath to get over the muggy temperature. Other machetes come into view, and clearly this is an exploration of sorts. As they clear the area, we recognize Xavier as one of the people wielding the machetes, looking like a bald Steve Irwin (RIP) minus the tight-short-shorts. Xavier wears full khaki cargo pants and military grade boots, and carries a heavy backpack, just like the rest. Unlike them though, who are covered in long sleeves shirts and hats, he wears a black tank top that would make Vin Diesel jealous. As they arrive near the waterfall, Xavier studies the area, he holds a fist up just like a good troop lead would. The rest stop and patiently wait for instructions.
Xavier: This looks like a good place to make camp, start to-
One of his companions interrupts him.
Man:But sir, we can’t camp here, there are all kinds of dangerous animals in the area.
Xavier: I know, I’m counting on it.
Man: What, why?
Xavier: I told you what my mission was, didn’t I?
Man: No sir, you didn’t.
Xavier: You sure?
Man: Yes! You came into our small town, hit up our bar and said you were looking for five men willing to go with you into the deep jungle, with a least one being able to guide us in and out. Nobody took you up on your offer, until you pulled out a lot of cash, and so we-
Points to his comrades.
Man: Agreed. But you didn’t say anything about spending the night.
Xavier puts down his backpack and looks at the man unfazed.
Xavier: Everything you said right now, it’s correct. I did say in and out… But I didn’t say in one day… We could spend a night here, we could spend the week… I don’t know. Time will tell, but don’t blame me because you were blinded by greed. That is the problem with people like you, you’re worse than whores, show’em a little cash and they drop to their knees… Ya’ll remind me of my opponents at The Last Chance Pay-Per-View; show them a little gold and they think they have what it takes to wear it.
They look at each other, confused.
Man: Look, we don’t know what any of that means; we’re leaving.
Xavier: If you guys don’t stay, you don’t get paid Pedro.
Pedro?: Who is this Pedro? And you already paid us!
Xavier: Could be more in it for you. All you got to do, is spend the night.
Not Pedro: No way, we’re going, and you can’t stop us.
He points his machete at Xavier and so do the rest. Xavier smiles and drops his machete on the ground, only to reach behind him and pull out a black Magnum revolver.
Xavier: Never bring a machete to a gun fight, put them down.
They all take a step back and reluctantly drop their machetes.
Xavier: You’re not as stupid as you look… But you’re right, I didn’t tell you the whole story so let me give it to you right now.I really didn’t need a guide, I’ve been here in this jungle for a few days now but what I really needed was 5 guinea pigs to do some testing… But as soon as I administer the test, you will be free to go, you have my word. What do you say?
Not Pedro: What if we say no?
Xavier smirks.
Xavier: I shoot each and every one of you in your fucking faces.
They look at each other nervously, and reluctantly, nod in agreement.
Xavier: Good, but before that, let me tell you a little more. I go by the name of “Venom” Xavier Lux and I’m a professional wrestler… But everyone always compares me to a cartoon character, a god damn Spider-Man villain but the truth of the matter is that I go by “the man with venom in his veins” because I embody it. Because I simply love playing with it… I love inflicting people with it… and normally it is a metaphor manifested in my wrestling moves and abilities, but in a matter of days, I have a match against five other wrestlers, and it is a match that once inside the cage, anything goes. So, the venom that I am bringing to that match, will no longer be metaphorically, but in 5 boxes… But before I bring them to the ring, I got to make sure they do what they are supposed to… and that’s why I have brought you with me… Inside your backpacks, you’ll find a box… You’ll take out the box, open it and either smell the venom, touch it or drink it, then put it back in the box. Once you do this, you leave the box, you take your backpack and all the cash inside it and you get to leave. Sound good Pedro?
Not Pedro: Not really, but what choice do we have?
Xavier: Atta boy. Go on.
They all open their backpacks and take out their respective boxes and then slowly open them. Some have vials, some have furs and some jars.
Xavier: You there, go, that is fur of a slow loris, and all you had to do was touch it, which you did, with both hands. Now just do me favor and touch your cheeks, then you may go.
The man does as instructed and then slowly puts the fur back in the box, closes it, picks up his backpack and starts to leave slowly but looks back nervously.
Xavier: You good man, go.
The man walks away further but then after a few steps begins clawing at his face and arms and runs off screaming. The remaining four don’t have time to react as one of them simply drops to the ground.
Xavier: Ah, that would be the concentrated smell of the Blister beetle… Shouldn’t have sniffed it too hard.
The remaining three look at each other fearfully, and then at the items they hold, which two are vials. Xavier smiles and points the gun at them, pulling back on the hammer.
Xavier: Drink up.
The gulp and then reluctantly do. They savor it and neither of them drop dead right away.
Xavier: Not a bad taste right? One of them is…
He pulls out his phone and reads from it.
Xavier: Poison Dart Frog toxic and the other is essence of monarch butterflies. The frog toxic is hard to get because you see -
He looks up and now both drop.
Xavier: Ah, well, damn. I guess it’s just you and me huh?
The last man remaining isn’t moving, he is frozen stiff except for his eyes, which move nervously from right to left and if they could talk, he would probably be screaming right now.
Xavier: You didn’t take a bite out of that beef jerky did you? I know it looked and smelled good, but it is not beef jerky at all… It’s Taricha newt, deadly if ingested… Wasn’t aware it would paralyze you like that, but that is good to know, will come useful in the match.
Xavier looks around at all the bodies in the floor.
Xavier: Well, look at that, I guess you all decided to stay and spend the night after all huh?
Xavier laughs and then pats the paralyzed guide on the shoulder.
Xavier: I’ll go get some wood for a fire, don’t move, HA!
He puts on some gloves and mask as he carefully picks up every box and puts them next to his backpack… He then grabs his machete and disappears inside the deep jungle. The scene slowly fades to black.
The scene reopens at night, and the jungle is alive with all kinds of sounds from the creatures of the night… Probably all having something to say about the one creature that is not supposed to be here. The one standing in front of a bonfire, with a beer in hand.
Let me begin by addressing both members of The Fortunate Ones… We have Amber who beat Stylez to get into this match and Clyde who beat Carson. Clearly, they had good opponents, one being one of the most active members of the roster and the other being a great WGWF alumni.
Xavier pauses as he takes a deep breath.
Look, you guys are in a group with my bro, my homie, my confidant J-Mont… A group, that he would like me to be very much a part of because he, unlike everyone in this match, sees the value I bring to any promotion.
I get how that may make you angry, and you are probably already pissed at me for being in this match to begin with… Who the fuck am I to get into the match without having yet to compete in a singles match, right? And now J-Mont wants me to be in the team you all helped built and make it the most feared faction in this promotion today, if not the whole wrestling world.
He pauses again, being very cautious about what he says next.
I get your frustration or feeling some kind of way about me, I get it, I do, believe me, I do. I am not everyone’s cup of tea, I am not the easiest man to like and coming into this Steel Asylum Cage match the way that I have, again, I get it. But if I can put your mind at ease about something, let it be this: I am not joining the Fortunate Ones. I didn’t come to WGWF to relive old memories with J-Mont. Yes, we were in Mecca together and it was fucking amazing, but that’s in the past and that’s where it’s staying… I wish him nothing but the best, BUT like you saw at the go home Smash show, I will always have his back when he needs it and frankly, whether you guys like or not.
He looks a little more determined as he continues.
But where I will not put your mind at ease is that I am coming to win the X-Division championship and I don’t care who I have to beat and pin to get it, even if it’s the two of you. The only reason I am in WGWF is the X-Division and the title that represents it, that is the only thing that drew me to this promotion… Sure I was here last august for Tag Team Turmoil, arguably the best tag team match of 2023, trying to win the tag team championships, but that was more about trying to revive something that died long time ago in a promotion called GCWA with a partner that died recently and became a zombie…
Don’t ask.
He shakes his head frustrated.
But then WGWF decided to introduce this division, in which the sole purpose is to be the most extreme… To put on the craziest matches and to display a kind of talent that not many wrestlers have…
In my career, I made a name for myself by participating in some of the most extreme matches with the craziest of hardcore stipulations.
I haven’t just done a tables’ match; I have done an ultimate tables match.
I haven’t just wrestler in multi-person matches, I have wrestled in prison yards, boiler rooms, and other shit holes you wouldn’t dream of entering.
I haven’t done just a cage match; I have been inside a double hell-in-a-cell, not side by side either, on top of each other.
I haven’t just been in an X-Division match, I have done the Ultimate-X, which only 3 of us get to go to by the way, and in the very promotion John-bug Burrows was a part of.
That is why he has put me in this match, because he has seen what I can do. He knows that not only am I blood thirsty, but that I have bled gallons of blood in the craziest matches imaginable. So putting me in a match that has the word “asylum” in it, is not only fitting, but the obvious thing to do… Because I know I may not look it, but when it comes right down to it, when a match has no rules, I am simply vicious. Can you say the same Amber? You claim to be in the level of J-Mont but have yet to make your mark in this promotion… Maybe you think this is your chance, but honey, you were better off going after the Television or Intercontinental championships… It is safer for you there… What about you Clyde? You are all about the flash and the style, but babe, can you get down and dirty when the time calls for it? Forget beating me for this title, can you beat Amber? Do you have it in you to grind her pretty face up and down that cage? Are you willing to break her gorgeous body? Disfigure her? Because I am… I will not hesitate to destroy the two of you to get closer to that division championship… I’m sure you will try to work together as a unit to get the advantage and try to last as long as you can… But the truth of the matter is that strategy may work for a while, but it will not bring either of you closer to the title… Not inside this cage, because not only do you have to deal with Sam The Lone Wolf… You have to deal with Corey The Bull, and you definitely have to deal with The Deadly Snake that is me… You two are in there with a pack of rabid animals. This isn’t a zoo, it’s a damn kennel.
He finally stops to catch his breath and drinks his beer.
And Damage too, I guess.
He pauses.
What is his deal anyway?
He shakes it off.
Whatever, let me end by addressing the coward known as Jetta Tall-Tide, who decided to drop from the match and Jetta Tuck-Tail out of here at the mere mention of my name!
Xavier crosses his arms and puffs up his chest, trying to look as menacing as possible and then bursts out laughing.
Bitch please.
He finishes his beer before continuing.
Look, I am proud of everything I have accomplished in my career, and I know in most circles, or at least in those that really matter to me, I am well respected… But god dayum I know my name is not feared across this great sport of ours by NOBODY… Until now, I guess? Whether they think they can beat me or not, is a different story, but no one is afraid of me, and I’m okay with that… I have never been THAT wrestler. But apparently, Jetta couldn’t take the fact that our great GM “J-J Burrows” as I like to call him, would put me, the seventh deadly sin that I am, as the seventh competitor in this match without having to qualify for it…. And that’s really it, isn’t it? He was just mad that he had to face another opponent to earn a shot that he felt is being handed to me. But who did he even beat to qualify?
Samuel f’n Chatman? Give me a break.
Xavier spits on the ground.
Oh, that’s right, he wasn’t good enough to beat Chatman, was he? He couldn’t take care of Mr. Lone Wolf? Please, more like a sheep in wolf’s clothing… Every show I watch that Sam is in; he is either beating some nobody that doesn’t matter or losing a close match to someone who is simply better… Want to know what Samuel Chatman is good for? A good showcase, and that is what he did for Jetta… He allowed him to be showcased and he did his “job” and made him look good… But he couldn’t even do that.
He burst out laughing, doubling over, but then comes back up, trying to catch his breath as he yells out:
AND HE WAS MAD AT ME WHEN HE DIDN’T EVEN WIN HIMSELF?!
What kind of place is J-J Burrrrrrr is running over here man? Both of their sorry asses should have been tossed out of the match and either let two others get in or just leave the 5 of us to go at it… Wow, just when I thought couldn’t respect that dude any less.
You know that saying? The truth of the matter is whether feared or not, whether respected or not, “Venom” Xavier Lux is a well-known name… While I don’t think anyone in WGWF knew who the hell Jetta was before coming here, and now that he’s gone, we probably will never hear about him again. He’s the true definition of a “flash in the pan”, and while I know he’s not worth the breath I am spending on him, I felt it was necessary to send a message… and that message is this: in the city of brotherly love, they will know why I love it hardcore and live in the extreme… Inside the Wells Fargo arena, each one of my opponents is going to find out firsthand why I am more than qualified to be in this match… and let me give a fair warning now to all, do not fuck around and let me win this match… Because that will not only prove that I’m the perfect wrestler to carry this X-Division on my shoulders, but that none of you were good enough regardless of who you beat…
Because who you beat, wasn’t “Venom” Xavier Lux.
Fade.
Xavier: This looks like a good place to make camp, start to-
One of his companions interrupts him.
Man:But sir, we can’t camp here, there are all kinds of dangerous animals in the area.
Xavier: I know, I’m counting on it.
Man: What, why?
Xavier: I told you what my mission was, didn’t I?
Man: No sir, you didn’t.
Xavier: You sure?
Man: Yes! You came into our small town, hit up our bar and said you were looking for five men willing to go with you into the deep jungle, with a least one being able to guide us in and out. Nobody took you up on your offer, until you pulled out a lot of cash, and so we-
Points to his comrades.
Man: Agreed. But you didn’t say anything about spending the night.
Xavier puts down his backpack and looks at the man unfazed.
Xavier: Everything you said right now, it’s correct. I did say in and out… But I didn’t say in one day… We could spend a night here, we could spend the week… I don’t know. Time will tell, but don’t blame me because you were blinded by greed. That is the problem with people like you, you’re worse than whores, show’em a little cash and they drop to their knees… Ya’ll remind me of my opponents at The Last Chance Pay-Per-View; show them a little gold and they think they have what it takes to wear it.
They look at each other, confused.
Man: Look, we don’t know what any of that means; we’re leaving.
Xavier: If you guys don’t stay, you don’t get paid Pedro.
Pedro?: Who is this Pedro? And you already paid us!
Xavier: Could be more in it for you. All you got to do, is spend the night.
Not Pedro: No way, we’re going, and you can’t stop us.
He points his machete at Xavier and so do the rest. Xavier smiles and drops his machete on the ground, only to reach behind him and pull out a black Magnum revolver.
Xavier: Never bring a machete to a gun fight, put them down.
They all take a step back and reluctantly drop their machetes.
Xavier: You’re not as stupid as you look… But you’re right, I didn’t tell you the whole story so let me give it to you right now.I really didn’t need a guide, I’ve been here in this jungle for a few days now but what I really needed was 5 guinea pigs to do some testing… But as soon as I administer the test, you will be free to go, you have my word. What do you say?
Not Pedro: What if we say no?
Xavier smirks.
Xavier: I shoot each and every one of you in your fucking faces.
They look at each other nervously, and reluctantly, nod in agreement.
Xavier: Good, but before that, let me tell you a little more. I go by the name of “Venom” Xavier Lux and I’m a professional wrestler… But everyone always compares me to a cartoon character, a god damn Spider-Man villain but the truth of the matter is that I go by “the man with venom in his veins” because I embody it. Because I simply love playing with it… I love inflicting people with it… and normally it is a metaphor manifested in my wrestling moves and abilities, but in a matter of days, I have a match against five other wrestlers, and it is a match that once inside the cage, anything goes. So, the venom that I am bringing to that match, will no longer be metaphorically, but in 5 boxes… But before I bring them to the ring, I got to make sure they do what they are supposed to… and that’s why I have brought you with me… Inside your backpacks, you’ll find a box… You’ll take out the box, open it and either smell the venom, touch it or drink it, then put it back in the box. Once you do this, you leave the box, you take your backpack and all the cash inside it and you get to leave. Sound good Pedro?
Not Pedro: Not really, but what choice do we have?
Xavier: Atta boy. Go on.
They all open their backpacks and take out their respective boxes and then slowly open them. Some have vials, some have furs and some jars.
Xavier: You there, go, that is fur of a slow loris, and all you had to do was touch it, which you did, with both hands. Now just do me favor and touch your cheeks, then you may go.
The man does as instructed and then slowly puts the fur back in the box, closes it, picks up his backpack and starts to leave slowly but looks back nervously.
Xavier: You good man, go.
The man walks away further but then after a few steps begins clawing at his face and arms and runs off screaming. The remaining four don’t have time to react as one of them simply drops to the ground.
Xavier: Ah, that would be the concentrated smell of the Blister beetle… Shouldn’t have sniffed it too hard.
The remaining three look at each other fearfully, and then at the items they hold, which two are vials. Xavier smiles and points the gun at them, pulling back on the hammer.
Xavier: Drink up.
The gulp and then reluctantly do. They savor it and neither of them drop dead right away.
Xavier: Not a bad taste right? One of them is…
He pulls out his phone and reads from it.
Xavier: Poison Dart Frog toxic and the other is essence of monarch butterflies. The frog toxic is hard to get because you see -
He looks up and now both drop.
Xavier: Ah, well, damn. I guess it’s just you and me huh?
The last man remaining isn’t moving, he is frozen stiff except for his eyes, which move nervously from right to left and if they could talk, he would probably be screaming right now.
Xavier: You didn’t take a bite out of that beef jerky did you? I know it looked and smelled good, but it is not beef jerky at all… It’s Taricha newt, deadly if ingested… Wasn’t aware it would paralyze you like that, but that is good to know, will come useful in the match.
Xavier looks around at all the bodies in the floor.
Xavier: Well, look at that, I guess you all decided to stay and spend the night after all huh?
Xavier laughs and then pats the paralyzed guide on the shoulder.
Xavier: I’ll go get some wood for a fire, don’t move, HA!
He puts on some gloves and mask as he carefully picks up every box and puts them next to his backpack… He then grabs his machete and disappears inside the deep jungle. The scene slowly fades to black.
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The scene reopens at night, and the jungle is alive with all kinds of sounds from the creatures of the night… Probably all having something to say about the one creature that is not supposed to be here. The one standing in front of a bonfire, with a beer in hand.
Let me begin by addressing both members of The Fortunate Ones… We have Amber who beat Stylez to get into this match and Clyde who beat Carson. Clearly, they had good opponents, one being one of the most active members of the roster and the other being a great WGWF alumni.
Xavier pauses as he takes a deep breath.
Look, you guys are in a group with my bro, my homie, my confidant J-Mont… A group, that he would like me to be very much a part of because he, unlike everyone in this match, sees the value I bring to any promotion.
I get how that may make you angry, and you are probably already pissed at me for being in this match to begin with… Who the fuck am I to get into the match without having yet to compete in a singles match, right? And now J-Mont wants me to be in the team you all helped built and make it the most feared faction in this promotion today, if not the whole wrestling world.
He pauses again, being very cautious about what he says next.
I get your frustration or feeling some kind of way about me, I get it, I do, believe me, I do. I am not everyone’s cup of tea, I am not the easiest man to like and coming into this Steel Asylum Cage match the way that I have, again, I get it. But if I can put your mind at ease about something, let it be this: I am not joining the Fortunate Ones. I didn’t come to WGWF to relive old memories with J-Mont. Yes, we were in Mecca together and it was fucking amazing, but that’s in the past and that’s where it’s staying… I wish him nothing but the best, BUT like you saw at the go home Smash show, I will always have his back when he needs it and frankly, whether you guys like or not.
He looks a little more determined as he continues.
But where I will not put your mind at ease is that I am coming to win the X-Division championship and I don’t care who I have to beat and pin to get it, even if it’s the two of you. The only reason I am in WGWF is the X-Division and the title that represents it, that is the only thing that drew me to this promotion… Sure I was here last august for Tag Team Turmoil, arguably the best tag team match of 2023, trying to win the tag team championships, but that was more about trying to revive something that died long time ago in a promotion called GCWA with a partner that died recently and became a zombie…
Don’t ask.
He shakes his head frustrated.
But then WGWF decided to introduce this division, in which the sole purpose is to be the most extreme… To put on the craziest matches and to display a kind of talent that not many wrestlers have…
In my career, I made a name for myself by participating in some of the most extreme matches with the craziest of hardcore stipulations.
I haven’t just done a tables’ match; I have done an ultimate tables match.
I haven’t just wrestler in multi-person matches, I have wrestled in prison yards, boiler rooms, and other shit holes you wouldn’t dream of entering.
I haven’t done just a cage match; I have been inside a double hell-in-a-cell, not side by side either, on top of each other.
I haven’t just been in an X-Division match, I have done the Ultimate-X, which only 3 of us get to go to by the way, and in the very promotion John-bug Burrows was a part of.
That is why he has put me in this match, because he has seen what I can do. He knows that not only am I blood thirsty, but that I have bled gallons of blood in the craziest matches imaginable. So putting me in a match that has the word “asylum” in it, is not only fitting, but the obvious thing to do… Because I know I may not look it, but when it comes right down to it, when a match has no rules, I am simply vicious. Can you say the same Amber? You claim to be in the level of J-Mont but have yet to make your mark in this promotion… Maybe you think this is your chance, but honey, you were better off going after the Television or Intercontinental championships… It is safer for you there… What about you Clyde? You are all about the flash and the style, but babe, can you get down and dirty when the time calls for it? Forget beating me for this title, can you beat Amber? Do you have it in you to grind her pretty face up and down that cage? Are you willing to break her gorgeous body? Disfigure her? Because I am… I will not hesitate to destroy the two of you to get closer to that division championship… I’m sure you will try to work together as a unit to get the advantage and try to last as long as you can… But the truth of the matter is that strategy may work for a while, but it will not bring either of you closer to the title… Not inside this cage, because not only do you have to deal with Sam The Lone Wolf… You have to deal with Corey The Bull, and you definitely have to deal with The Deadly Snake that is me… You two are in there with a pack of rabid animals. This isn’t a zoo, it’s a damn kennel.
He finally stops to catch his breath and drinks his beer.
And Damage too, I guess.
He pauses.
What is his deal anyway?
He shakes it off.
Whatever, let me end by addressing the coward known as Jetta Tall-Tide, who decided to drop from the match and Jetta Tuck-Tail out of here at the mere mention of my name!
Xavier crosses his arms and puffs up his chest, trying to look as menacing as possible and then bursts out laughing.
Bitch please.
He finishes his beer before continuing.
Look, I am proud of everything I have accomplished in my career, and I know in most circles, or at least in those that really matter to me, I am well respected… But god dayum I know my name is not feared across this great sport of ours by NOBODY… Until now, I guess? Whether they think they can beat me or not, is a different story, but no one is afraid of me, and I’m okay with that… I have never been THAT wrestler. But apparently, Jetta couldn’t take the fact that our great GM “J-J Burrows” as I like to call him, would put me, the seventh deadly sin that I am, as the seventh competitor in this match without having to qualify for it…. And that’s really it, isn’t it? He was just mad that he had to face another opponent to earn a shot that he felt is being handed to me. But who did he even beat to qualify?
Samuel f’n Chatman? Give me a break.
Xavier spits on the ground.
Oh, that’s right, he wasn’t good enough to beat Chatman, was he? He couldn’t take care of Mr. Lone Wolf? Please, more like a sheep in wolf’s clothing… Every show I watch that Sam is in; he is either beating some nobody that doesn’t matter or losing a close match to someone who is simply better… Want to know what Samuel Chatman is good for? A good showcase, and that is what he did for Jetta… He allowed him to be showcased and he did his “job” and made him look good… But he couldn’t even do that.
He burst out laughing, doubling over, but then comes back up, trying to catch his breath as he yells out:
AND HE WAS MAD AT ME WHEN HE DIDN’T EVEN WIN HIMSELF?!
What kind of place is J-J Burrrrrrr is running over here man? Both of their sorry asses should have been tossed out of the match and either let two others get in or just leave the 5 of us to go at it… Wow, just when I thought couldn’t respect that dude any less.
🐍 The only thing we have to fear is fear itself. 🐍
You know that saying? The truth of the matter is whether feared or not, whether respected or not, “Venom” Xavier Lux is a well-known name… While I don’t think anyone in WGWF knew who the hell Jetta was before coming here, and now that he’s gone, we probably will never hear about him again. He’s the true definition of a “flash in the pan”, and while I know he’s not worth the breath I am spending on him, I felt it was necessary to send a message… and that message is this: in the city of brotherly love, they will know why I love it hardcore and live in the extreme… Inside the Wells Fargo arena, each one of my opponents is going to find out firsthand why I am more than qualified to be in this match… and let me give a fair warning now to all, do not fuck around and let me win this match… Because that will not only prove that I’m the perfect wrestler to carry this X-Division on my shoulders, but that none of you were good enough regardless of who you beat…
Because who you beat, wasn’t “Venom” Xavier Lux.
Fade.
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