Latest Roleplays
John Sektor is the LSD Champion.
I know that that is already the title of this little love note but I feel like I should stress the point.
Y’know, that belt you FAILED to earn twice.
Or I suppose we could talk about your failure to win the HOFC Championship.
I’m easy.
For a man who likes to remind us he’s educated, you certainly strike me as the second dumbest Texan I’ve ever come across. You’re saved the number one rank because you haven’t done a racism…
Although it’s sad that you can’t even excel at the “Dumb Texan” rankings, there’s still someone your better.
750 words spent telling us that you beat John Sektor once while he holds that title that you failed to grab on either of your two opportunities.
Adonis Smyth was an HOW World Champion for a week once, people get caught.
Cancer Jiles caught me.
I suppose that’s the issue for you Clay, if you want to rest on your record, you have nothing else. You want to portray yourself as a world beater, a big bad, a man to be reckoned with and yet as we sit here and exchange pleasantries, what do you actually have to show in terms of success in High Octane Wrestling. A win over ole Johnny Drugs.
Don’t get me wrong, I have a bit of begrudging respect for that. John Sektor has been something of a white whale for my wrestling career. Every time we step in the ring together, he just finds a way to have my number. It’s very frustrating.
Wrestling doesn’t work through the transitive property though, so I don’t really know what we’re doing here.
It’s astounding that a man with one notable victory in this company feels that he can shit all over the Hall of Fame because he was the better man once. Once. It certainly gives the indication that you aren’t very long for this world that you find yourself in.
All the potential in the world doesn’t really matter if you can never seal the deal and as of yet Clay, the deal remains very unsealed. When you have been put under pressure, you crumble and fall. Your arrogance really is quite remarkable all things considered.
Do you know what makes a Hall of Famer? I’m surprised you don’t, I already gave you the answer…
Perseverance.
The people who wear Hall of Fame rings around their fingers got there because they learned from their mistakes. I bombed out of the World Championship Tournament when HOW reopened, I learned, I persevered and by the next show, the ICON Championship was safely around my waist.
You did knock out John Sektor, well done. Since then he’s been a reigning and defending tag champion and just won the LSD Championship. Did I already mention that?
Mike Best had a humiliating loss to a man who was in his first week of the company, he let that hatred eat him up. He didn’t slink away, he went back and claimed what was rightfully his. The man is fuelled to prove his critics wrong, which is why you’ve found yourself with a knee to your skull not once but twice.
All I see from you is getting awarded title shot after title shot, resulting in failure after failure.
While you were busy looking up the Wikipedia article on British Wrestling and whacking off to pictures of Big Daddy, maybe you should have been looking at my track record instead. Last time I graced the halls of High Octane, I went undefeated for eighteen months.
Eighteen months of championship title defences.
Of course, you’re unfamiliar with the concept of defending a title, so I can see why it would be hard to understand. In order to defend a title, you have to win one and that seems like a skill that eludes you.
I must congratulate you on your one week undefeated streak though.
If you think you are stepping into the ring with a “technical wrestler”, oh boy did you take the wrong booking.
I’d consider myself more akin to a mechanic, perhaps an engineer.
I’m there to strip you for parts, limb by limb. It doesn’t matter how big or strapping a lad is, a broken arm is a broken arm, a knee twists the same way for every man.
My only question is whether Sutler sends me a “Thank You” note for the vacation next week.
See you in the cage, you absolute wastrel.