- Event: Refueled XLIX
Conor, my man. Do you even have the slightest idea what you’re undertaking here?
This isn’t just some ordinary tournament you think you can just button mash your way through. This is HOFC! This won’t be an ordinary match. These are matches of violence..and they are also matches of…STATEMENTS…and motherfucker, I’ve been waiting for my chance to make them!
You’re about to step into the octagon with a man who’s been waiting to not only unleash some violence, but a man who’s had a lot of pent up anger build inside. If you think this will just be some ordinary match, you’re in for a rude fucking awakening!
I didn’t just enter this tournament for a chance at some good ole fashioned straight up fighting, I also entered this tournament to prove just what I can do in a straight up fight. I’ve already had one HOFC match under my belt within the last few months, and even though that match ended with me losing, I gained a lot from the experiment. Now it will be my turn to experiment further more. This isn’t a fucking game Conor. This is the REAL fucking deal and I honestly don’t think you’re ready for it.
I really hope I’m wrong, though. I’ve seen what you can do in the ring, but in a straight up fight, you leave much to be desired. I’ll tell you what I desire, though. I desire violence. I desire to be able to prove to myself and everyone else that I can throw down with the best of them. I’ve waited a long time for a chance to be able to do what I want and how I want to do it. There are NO fucking rules in these matches and I prefer it that way. I want you to know that when it comes to these matches, I’m willing to do whatever it takes to win…even if I have to find some manufactured cheat code to do it. I’m the ultimate strategic opportunist when it comes to finding ways to win. I know you to be a man of honor and it’s going to take more than honor to win this match against me.
It’s going to be a rude fucking wake up call when you step into that cage with me, Conor. Simply put, I’m a man who’s not to be trifled with. I’ve hardened myself and my abilities when it comes to a straight up fight in that ring. I have a lot on the line for me this year and you have to realize what that means for a man. You haven’t even begun to experience that in HOW. You have to fight and claw your way to the top of this company every week and it’s more than just a fucking claw and grab game. This is more than just a game, Conor, and that will be the reality of your situation when I knock your fucking ass out!
You have to have that killer instinct and I don’t think you have that right now…I mean, how could you? You believe in earning extra lives, but the truth is there are none in this tournament. It’s a one and done and I intend on taking my kill shot on you quickly, Conor.
You’ve established yourself to be a good wrestler, but I’m afraid this world is a little different, Conor. That’s why I don’t sweat the moral codes in these types of matches. I’m going to make a statement against you and I want you to learn from it loud and fucking clear!
I’m going to hurt you…and I’m going to hurt you really fucking bad. You think you can just train for these matches but the truth is, you can’t. You simply can’t predict the nature of events that happen in these types of fights. But that’s what it is, Conor, a fight. I’ve been taking the fight hardcore since last year, Conor, and I’ve recently found my edge again. That’s only bad news for you. But don’t fret, my friend. I’m doing you a favor by taking you out now so that your career won’t be on life support from Mike Best. You’ll thank me later for it…trust me.
I’m coming at you with everything I’ve got. You want a fight…you’re going to get it! But mark my words…I’m going to control, alt and delete you faster than you can say super mario!
This isn’t a fucking game! I’m coming!