You’ve
all waited impunity…
All have said they where the best…
This is a fable created to fool you…
Truth is I’m the best fuck the rest…
.
Candy Coated: Reality .
I’ve
seen a lot of stars in my time; I’ve had sympathy for them all when they
hit that brick wall... Just as I walk the face of this god given earth I
see it all the time the infidels who call themselves professionals at what
they do, deep down they have little next to no known age about what it
calls for being a champion a world class. In the sport of wrestling only
two types are made or broken, the ones who dream of dreams and those who
sit there and live there dreams, I’ve done both but like living the
dream that I’ve created with each victorious encounter I’ve undergone
so far. But with these skills as well as talent who needs Ego? You will
all see where I’m coming from I don’t give respect but I do take it.
Time is always on my side when in the ring as well as outside it, I come
form every direction known to man as just you’re opponent on the other
side of the ring. Can you contain me?, the answer to that deeply
protruding question you know I find the answer truly correct, you can’t
handle someone who’s ten fold the man you are with skills that can’t
be matched having innovative matches from time in to time out.
So
are you with me... Possibly not.
Just
remember one last thing, that you’ll never beat me I’m to damn good to
be beaten...
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Induction
“You’re
one of the best wrestlers I’ve been given an application by Mr. Aomori.
“
“Well
thank you very much. “ I sat in a chair in the middle of the head
office of Outlaws own president.
“No
pleasantries needed, you’re record as well as skills is all proof I
need. “ Krista slightly beamed as she looked forward at me with
her brown ash colored hair warping around her face.
“I
look to wrestle with only the best, I see you’re roster is very pleasant
but I consider myself the best on a personal stand point. “ I
stated only the facts no need to tell lies, I told her I found myself
being the best wrestler today even in the world.
“I
see you’re information is very impressive. “ She said softly,
she looked at the white folder with the OCW emblem on it.
I
looked over at the front of the folder all I saw was the OCW emblem just
as she did with my black and white profile photo paper clipped to the
front with a black paper clip. White sticky notes filled the tab of the
folder as Ms. Krista had been writing key points about my profile she
labeled one with “ Professional Talents “ “ Un Professional talents
“ It had to be one of those damned Pros and Cons listings I seen more
Professional talents on the sticky then the Un professional ones. “ Has
been Reported to be hard to deal with at times “under Un Professional
talents but I never liked someone who told me what to do.
“Only
thing is I got a Pay per View on the up and coming events. I can give you
a match then, only thing the matter with that is are you up to it? “She
only smiled back at me.
What
the hell kind of question is that I came here to wrestle did I not, I felt
like kicking the first sorry ass dateless, over weight, unintelligence
failure who eats alone in his mom’s basement not to mention not getting
the job as formidably the best damn seat at ring side one of the
announcers chairs. But I didn’t let my slight fuse of anger leech out on
her I rocked back in my seat resting Marjory on my back.
“Alright
I’ll take the match, but promise me odds not a single wrestler dressed
in a short mini skirt with skills of a brawler with a thin pretty waist
such as yours and full pouting lips. Beautiful bust and thighs, which a
guy would become a lecher over. “I was a smooth talker I knew
that from years of talking to women on the road and on tour.
“Well
I don’t think you’d face a female would you? “ She asked
slightly mistaken on the comment.
” No, I don’t even hit women not even one that
is such a beautiful lady. “
“Well
it’s finalized you’re contract is signed. “ Kristina
proclaimed my official signing then took a big red pen signing her Joan
Hancock on the front of the contract
When
I looked over she pulled a big stamp from her drawer of her desk. I only
sat back my eyes staring at her face not really in tune with what or who
was around me, I could’ve cared less if she marked “ Rejected “ But
she brought the red ink with the stamp that had the “ Approved “
marking as she stamped it with her finalized deal in place she stood up
brushing her sleeveless red turtleneck off. Now I could see her stand tall
her attire was the thing that caught my eyes.
Red
sleeveless turtleneck that covered her pretty neck, brown chestnut hair
that enveloped her full head. Red lips that looked as hot as they where
bleeding the color, black short mini skirt that seem to scream at me. I
shook my head then stood up figuring it was time to go. I gradually came
to standing slowly letting myself relax while standing to my feet, this
was the point where an owner and new talent would say ado parting ways
until the next time brought tougher by an issue with matches or personal
problem. But I approached the desk standing tall looking at her blue eyes
that screamed at me in submission.
“Well
pleasure meeting you Mr. Aomori, hope you’ll fit in. “ She
stuck her hand out for a shake of the hands.
“But
alas the pleasure was all mine. “ I said while grasping for her
hand pulling it forward only to plant my lips upon it kissing it like a
true gentlemen, shaking a woman’s hand to me was like spitting in there
faces to all women alike.
“Here’s
my card “ I sent my
free hand out towards her, as she was held by my other.
“Oh
what’s this? “ Krista asked in a very surprised manor.
“That’s
my personal card, personal cell phone number along with e-mail “
I proclaimed then released her hand.
“Most
wrestlers don’t give me a business card. “
“Well
most of them don’t take there job too seriously. “ I replied
smoothly, then backed up from her desk.
Walking
over to her vase I then pulled my hand from my sleeve placing a rose in
the healthy jar of water. Then moved away walking towards the door soon as
I stepped between the threshold of being in her office as well as in the
traffic of the hallway I looked back. Nodding into a gentlemanly bow that
I stood up into as I graced my eyes with hers.
“
Good evening I hope you have a great night. “ I skipped out the
door leaving her in the office.
Leaving
the office I went else where to prepare for my arrival.
The
question was simple would they be ready for such an arrival that they’d
be able to step up and stand to my skills. I hoped they where I needed a
challenge one that would prove worthy of the cause.
.Fin.
Greatest
moment of you're life was
Meeting me
So keep dreamin'
/ Rock Superstar \
