- Event: Chaos 033
I haven’t clearly been on my best game lately. Week in and week fucking out, that has shown. So what gives? What am I doing wrong? I knew I had found my niche again. The evidence was always right there in front of me when I had fought Aceldama and pinned him in a tag team match. Sure it was a tag team match…but the fact of the matter was that I had pinned Aceldama and to me that was simply the beginning. The next ones would be then HOW World Champion, Christopher America, and Conor Fuse. Two men that nobody wants to be across the ring from…unless you’re me, of course! Why? It’s a simple fucking answer. How am I going to gauge how good I am, or trying to figure out a way to improve myself each passing week in the land of HOW if I don’t try? You see, I know what it’s like to be on top of the proverbial mountain and let me tell you…it’s the greatest view in all the land of High Octane. However, yours truly, Mr. Executive himself, Brian Hollywood, has also had his troubles on the completely opposite side of fortune and glory. I hit rock bottom and it was not pretty. But the pundits won’t tell you that. Neither will anyone in the back of that HOW locker room. I was wr0te off by everyone and they all say the same god damn things every time. Right now, I may be vulnerable because I’m also distracted too. If there is one thing I learned over the several years is that it doesn’t matter how much you’ve protected they are already leading a life of crime and mischief. Just please see thiry nine-D for more instructions…anyways…I knew this was still only the beginning of all the plans I had paitings in the wings.” It was a weird start none the less as the scene fades to black.
Cedars Sinai Hospital
8:OO MP
Los Angeles, California
Here was the entire night of the HOW personnel that kept Hollywood return to at a peace for an organization that was shady best think, So whey may may end up doing if it came time for the company to make judgment calls as well. It didn’t matter to Hollywood just as long as things were getting. He was accelerating ant the size of a non lethal form of ejection. Hollywood had gotten into this crap knowing full well that things would get ugly quick for him. But to much our surprise…he wasn’t at any ungly. The skidmarks were another clue…here we go again. Hollywood wasn’t buying it this time and he wasn’t in any mood for games. Hollywood is able to rip the bag and free into from his clutches. Sitting across from Hollywood wasn’t who he thought it was going to be as a genuine surprise crossed Hollywood’s face. That man?
GERARD REEVES
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Why has it been so difficult for me to win the big one? That question i can understand and win with the….Trust me nothing would praise me more greatly than to get back on track.
It’s just…working with my arch-nemesis, aligning alliances with former adversaries. Having a brother out there that I just found out about…and my sister’s killer walking the streets after I learned who he was.
All these are just a few of the many troubling situations I’ve gotten myself into. And of course, another man has found himself at my expense in my own investigation. Somehow this fucking prick thinks he can rule my life and call the shots. I don’t think so.
It kinda reminded me about you, Xander Azula.
You see, it doesn’t seem to matter how many times you and I keep doing this little song and dance, but just in case you had any clue on what the outcome was…I’m going to be coming with a war machine in my hands. Life is changing outside those walls and you best have a reason to stop it like I.
You haven’t been surprised though, have you?
You and I can continue to do the dance in the dark…or we can find a way to work beyond each other and figure out a way BOTH of us can get back to finding that niche again.
Cause I’m tired, Xander, I really am. My focus has diminished and that’s a fucking problem for me! I just hope another one of my careless distractions cost me yet another burning light for a company I used to be completely great at…
See you soon Xander…