Post by theanti on Mar 18, 2009 11:36:43 GMT -5
Close to a month it seemed ...for the CWF fans probably felt like several months with the idiocracy that has flooded the company instead. Tweeks is being missed and it can obviously be seen in the eyes of Lance Khaos, Evan Starr, and poor little Makenna Bitchface. It was all in fun though. Tweeks always had business to attend to if it wasn't in the company it was with his business and his music promoting as well as friends. But it was time the pretty face of CWF made a stand once more. For christs sake he has two titles, he should be walking around somewhere every once in awhile.
The arena wasn't much of a buzz. There was no lie that CWF had gone down in popularity as of late and most of the talent in the company was acting pretty sluggish. What can you do though, if they aren't feeling you ...why should you try to make them feel you? Several of the crowd had gone to get food while a very familiar voice came across the pa system sounding very annoying ...and very refreshing. Bring me music to my ears!
Tweeks/// EXCUSE ME! I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT! All of the food stand have ran out of overly large pickles and wont be getting any in until the next event ...I know it freakin' sucks!
Tweeks suddenly walks onto the stage and the crowd erupts in cheers. Everyone that was about to go get food has now stopped where they were standing and is excited for something ...other then the calories they are about to consume.
Tweeks/// What you guys don't like big pickles ...you all are whack! But that! THAT! Is not even my announcement. Oh no! it seems you all have missed me of sorts. Fuck it even seems that the whole talent in this company has missed me. Evan Starr only shows his damn face when he is trying to get into my little head here to try and steal my title. Good luck man, you could rape and kill all my family and I will still fuck your asshole and make you walk funny for the rest of your life and call it a good day. Lance Khaos only shows his damn face when he wants to challenge me to a damn match. NEWSFLASH LANCEY BOY! Last match we had ...I had you beat, I just want to laugh at you every time you come into the arena ...much like everyone else does in this company in this crowd. The only reason you are still here in more then one way is because of me. You are only here still because I decided to keep you here in that match. And secondly you are only still here because I am the only one that every pays attention to you. Do you have daddy issues? Does the Khaos part of the equation think I am sexy? WHAT THE FUCK IS THE DEAL?! Because if you will go down the line, look in the past, see the cold hard facts. You Lance have never beat me one on one. You Lance have never fucking really put anything to me. Whether you are dedicating this to your fallen friend, trying to win a damn title, hell even just trying to grow back some respect for yourself. The only thing you have to show in your career against me is a win that I gave you ...just so I could laugh at you some more.
Tweeks shakes his head biting his tongue for a second.
Tweeks/// How does that make you feel about your career? So here's your two seconds of me paying attention to you again Lance. Take your challenge and literally ...see if anyone else will pay enough attention to you to take the match. I've wasted my time for months on you. There is literal fish to fry, I've had enough appetizers.
He's pacing the entry way now as the fans are cheering loud. Did you miss the loudmouth piece of shit? Probably.
Tweeks/// And last ...and certainly least we have Makenna. Dear ol' bitch who can't deal with the fact that her ex who she loved having the power from is fucking her little half sister. Now she has to try and get revenge on Kenzie, me, everyone we associate with and their pets. I get it, I completely understand it. I mean fuck the bitch has been sitting around for so long on shit. She sat there and watched her ex who she had a kid with walk away from her, not giving a damn at all. She has watched her sister who she has always seen as second fiddle, one that mommy never loved, the misfit, the outcast get married and is actually living happily. And then seen her other sister ...her complete family outcast that wasn't even known about until like a year ago come in steal her ex and fuck him until the break of dawn every few days and BAMMMM, BADA BING WITH A PIPE WE GOT SOME BAD BLOOD A BREWING AND I AM LOVING IT!
He smirks shaking his head as he stops.
Tweeks/// This shit is golden, grand, graham cracker delicious! Why? Because she actually thinks I care, her sisters really care, and that Evan Starr is really going to care. They are stars, I will give them that. They are the complete and utter definition of what a superstar would be. But this isn't WWE, this isn't some place that we sit and dwell on what the wrestlers are actually supposed to be called. Sure they call us warriors, they call us valkyries. But most importantly they call us wrestlers. Because that is what we do and that quite frankly is something that Makenna doesn't do quite well. You can roll your eyes, rolls those thumbs, roll those hips in to Hollywood itself. It wont change the fact that you don't have the damn ability to cut it as anything but the ex-wife of the owner of this company. A former Director of Talent, and former piece of eye candy for this company to flaunt. I'm seeing the blood reach right behind the skin now. Seeing it surface a bit, because there is a second I haven't seen you in this company gasping for a new piece of flesh to latch onto. And now you have it. You've got it and I couldn't be more happier. You are trying to turn something that was supposed to be a legitimate match. A legitimate feet for two guys into something more. Make it completely personal. Completely out there and beyond what anybody really needs to see. You want to rip apart everything that I am and what Kenzie is over a half sister making your ex cum all over the place ...wow you are a piece of work. I can see why whore mommy loved you the most and why daddy could of given two fucks about you. Making it personal is my game and you know that. I will drag you through the dirt longer then you would like. Give you the damn shovel for the grave you already have been digging with those fingers. And you will get the answers now to why you wake up with bloody fingernails. You want it personal and I will give it to you and bring every bit of anything you have down with you.
He smirks pressing his lips right against the mic almost whispering.
Tweeks/// Because this is my world ...mine. You aren't starting anything, you are only continuing what I have already made. And Hollywood wont shed a single tear for their fallen. The cars keep moving and the people keep talking ...it just wont be about you anymore.
KILL THE LIGHTS!
Echoes through the arena as the lights go out for awhile the music playing some as the lights come back on and Tweeks is off the stage. Let it begin.
The arena wasn't much of a buzz. There was no lie that CWF had gone down in popularity as of late and most of the talent in the company was acting pretty sluggish. What can you do though, if they aren't feeling you ...why should you try to make them feel you? Several of the crowd had gone to get food while a very familiar voice came across the pa system sounding very annoying ...and very refreshing. Bring me music to my ears!
Tweeks/// EXCUSE ME! I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT! All of the food stand have ran out of overly large pickles and wont be getting any in until the next event ...I know it freakin' sucks!
Tweeks suddenly walks onto the stage and the crowd erupts in cheers. Everyone that was about to go get food has now stopped where they were standing and is excited for something ...other then the calories they are about to consume.
Tweeks/// What you guys don't like big pickles ...you all are whack! But that! THAT! Is not even my announcement. Oh no! it seems you all have missed me of sorts. Fuck it even seems that the whole talent in this company has missed me. Evan Starr only shows his damn face when he is trying to get into my little head here to try and steal my title. Good luck man, you could rape and kill all my family and I will still fuck your asshole and make you walk funny for the rest of your life and call it a good day. Lance Khaos only shows his damn face when he wants to challenge me to a damn match. NEWSFLASH LANCEY BOY! Last match we had ...I had you beat, I just want to laugh at you every time you come into the arena ...much like everyone else does in this company in this crowd. The only reason you are still here in more then one way is because of me. You are only here still because I decided to keep you here in that match. And secondly you are only still here because I am the only one that every pays attention to you. Do you have daddy issues? Does the Khaos part of the equation think I am sexy? WHAT THE FUCK IS THE DEAL?! Because if you will go down the line, look in the past, see the cold hard facts. You Lance have never beat me one on one. You Lance have never fucking really put anything to me. Whether you are dedicating this to your fallen friend, trying to win a damn title, hell even just trying to grow back some respect for yourself. The only thing you have to show in your career against me is a win that I gave you ...just so I could laugh at you some more.
Tweeks shakes his head biting his tongue for a second.
Tweeks/// How does that make you feel about your career? So here's your two seconds of me paying attention to you again Lance. Take your challenge and literally ...see if anyone else will pay enough attention to you to take the match. I've wasted my time for months on you. There is literal fish to fry, I've had enough appetizers.
He's pacing the entry way now as the fans are cheering loud. Did you miss the loudmouth piece of shit? Probably.
Tweeks/// And last ...and certainly least we have Makenna. Dear ol' bitch who can't deal with the fact that her ex who she loved having the power from is fucking her little half sister. Now she has to try and get revenge on Kenzie, me, everyone we associate with and their pets. I get it, I completely understand it. I mean fuck the bitch has been sitting around for so long on shit. She sat there and watched her ex who she had a kid with walk away from her, not giving a damn at all. She has watched her sister who she has always seen as second fiddle, one that mommy never loved, the misfit, the outcast get married and is actually living happily. And then seen her other sister ...her complete family outcast that wasn't even known about until like a year ago come in steal her ex and fuck him until the break of dawn every few days and BAMMMM, BADA BING WITH A PIPE WE GOT SOME BAD BLOOD A BREWING AND I AM LOVING IT!
He smirks shaking his head as he stops.
Tweeks/// This shit is golden, grand, graham cracker delicious! Why? Because she actually thinks I care, her sisters really care, and that Evan Starr is really going to care. They are stars, I will give them that. They are the complete and utter definition of what a superstar would be. But this isn't WWE, this isn't some place that we sit and dwell on what the wrestlers are actually supposed to be called. Sure they call us warriors, they call us valkyries. But most importantly they call us wrestlers. Because that is what we do and that quite frankly is something that Makenna doesn't do quite well. You can roll your eyes, rolls those thumbs, roll those hips in to Hollywood itself. It wont change the fact that you don't have the damn ability to cut it as anything but the ex-wife of the owner of this company. A former Director of Talent, and former piece of eye candy for this company to flaunt. I'm seeing the blood reach right behind the skin now. Seeing it surface a bit, because there is a second I haven't seen you in this company gasping for a new piece of flesh to latch onto. And now you have it. You've got it and I couldn't be more happier. You are trying to turn something that was supposed to be a legitimate match. A legitimate feet for two guys into something more. Make it completely personal. Completely out there and beyond what anybody really needs to see. You want to rip apart everything that I am and what Kenzie is over a half sister making your ex cum all over the place ...wow you are a piece of work. I can see why whore mommy loved you the most and why daddy could of given two fucks about you. Making it personal is my game and you know that. I will drag you through the dirt longer then you would like. Give you the damn shovel for the grave you already have been digging with those fingers. And you will get the answers now to why you wake up with bloody fingernails. You want it personal and I will give it to you and bring every bit of anything you have down with you.
He smirks pressing his lips right against the mic almost whispering.
Tweeks/// Because this is my world ...mine. You aren't starting anything, you are only continuing what I have already made. And Hollywood wont shed a single tear for their fallen. The cars keep moving and the people keep talking ...it just wont be about you anymore.
KILL THE LIGHTS!
Echoes through the arena as the lights go out for awhile the music playing some as the lights come back on and Tweeks is off the stage. Let it begin.