Beg That I Succeed, For I Have Seen the Throne of the Gods
Mar 28, 2015 15:16:59 GMT -6
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Post by Icon Lord Leon Corbin on Mar 28, 2015 15:16:59 GMT -6
Icon Corbin: Well, aren’t you just full of shit, Alex…
It’s the GZW World Heavyweight champion and in spite of it showing only the image of the former Tag team champion Kolic, he was standing in front of the Battlefield:London promotional banner all the same, even if it did mean him obscuring Gilespie’s face entirely. Bold as brass, he clutches at the Gold adorning his shoulder in stretch jeans, his New Rocks and a Munin T-Shirt with the words “Let’s Paint The World Red” and the sleeves cut off. His beard, still in a plait and at level: Despair as far as his wife was concerned while his eyes were heavily lined in black. A deep nasal breath breaks the silence he’d allowed for those few seconds following it up with a smile.
Icon Corbin: That wasn’t a question by the way, it’s a fucking statement. That’s the strongest statement you make the moment you open your mouth, Alex. That you appear to be paying tribute to our drunken John Champa. The way you try to twist reality to suit you and make you appear better than you actually are is a testament to the man, and I have to say, it’s really not a very becoming quality to possess. I mean, of all the people to imitate, that’s who you choose?!
He cocks his head back with an inquisitive brow. He relaxes again, shaking his head with his eyes closed for a moment.
Icon Corbin: Listen, I’m bored. And do you know why I’m bored, Alex? Because you are boring. All I hear is mumblings of how great you are, ONLY from you and arse licker Samson but that’s all I seem to get. You will stand there one minute telling me how I am dismissing challenges from the greatest Globalstar alive today yet the moment he’s in the ring, he doesn’t bring a challenge. He’d rather cut corners after getting outside help. Since when has that qualified as a real challenge, Alex? Since when does deliberately getting yourself disqualified with a blatant cheap shot after minimal efforts in a main event match, something the crowds pay their hard earned cash for, mean that you have my number? Like I said, full of shit.
And then, you’re getting upset because I want to look elsewhere for a challenge, because I have faced those people and that’s what I got. Even if the likes of Raze and Munin aren’t what they used to be, I would STILL consider them more of a threat and able to offer me something exciting considering their matches ranked the top of the night as of right now, and ours? Thanks to you and that pathetic display it was voted worst of 2015. You are single-handedly fucking up this division and you think you are the best candidate to take it to the next level and into the future? What demon cocktails have you been drinking, Alex because from where I am standing, with a very clear head, I see the World title scene going the same way as the TV and Intercontinental title scene did when you were involved with them and that’s right down the shitter. It’s already happening and it’s hard to stop it when you’re that much in control like you say you are, isn’t it? And if you being in control is equating to you ruining a division I have uplifted by working my arse off then sorry, bitch but I need to take back that control.
He takes a step forward, the hand that holds the title on his shoulder now resting on the plate itself, revealing his black painted nails.
Icon Corbin: But, wait. That control doesn’t just end in the ring, does it? No, according to the almighty Alex Cross, he doesn’t have to put in the hours because he wants to prove the point that I don’t have all these challengers gunning for my title. Right? That I’m a keyboard warrior, shirking from the challenge YOU put before me. God, I had no idea I was so much of a pussy!
Alex, stop. First of all, I don’t need to hide behind a screen. I will straight up beat the shit out of anyone if I so choose but at those moments, in our tour bus around the States, going that extra mile and fulfilling my other duties as a champion, I am still there getting involved where I can. Don’t misconstrue that as cowardice when I have no issue standing in front of you or anyone else and believe me, considering some of the shit I have been through and laughed in the face of the devil himself, I have even less incentive to be afraid of a whiny bitch like you, understand? Let’s not try to fabricate and deviate away from the truth. You searched for any excuse, just as you always have, and that was the best you could come up with. And taking your so very limited imagination into consideration it comes as no shock. Well, since you have no idea, let me make you understand why people really aren’t stepping up. As it stands, there is more than just one reason.
He nods, eyes narrowing to that infamous Corbin shark-like stare where even the smirk that appears doesn’t seem to disarm his gaze through the lens.
Icon Corbin: Let me take you back to that time, just a few months ago, when I became champion. Do you remember that buzz? Well, you might not want to, but I do. I remember that former champions to complete rookies wanting a shot at this title. People cared all of a sudden, they were interested once again once I got that title. And guess what? I willingly opened the doors to them. I also opened the fucking floodgates and drowned those bitches. But why did they step up to me when no one gave two shits when Sean Locke had the title? Because I’m an easy win? Or is it because a match with me is exactly what they need to get to the next level in their career? Damien Knight saw it as his meal ticket to the very top. Beat the Corbin champion and how quickly would that have cemented his place in the company. But he failed to meet the standard that comes with associating with a man like me. How about John Champa? Truth be told, I took that little bastard’s batteries out before he could turn himself on and now he’s busy drowning his sorrows, so we’ve all come to find out. Though, that one is not down to me. I think if he did get to face me and lost, he’d probably be taking shots to the arm instead of shots down the throat.
The fact they’ve stopped coming up to me is because there you are, on the scene like you’re the shit. They see what you’re doing to this division and now they want no part in it. Even I don’t want any fucking part of it with you here, Alex. Realise what that actually means? How about you hit the net and see what the fans have been Twirking, see what the people really think. They’ll tell you and it’s pretty unanimous. The entire Globalverse thinks you fucking suck.
He shrugs indifferently and holds a hand out as if to invite the former dual champion to see for himself. Lowering his arm, the stare returns but without the smirk.
Icon Corbin: The other reason is one that most don’t understand what it means to be champion and as you’ve never been at the top, it’s no surprise you don’t either. But ask the likes of Raze, Munin, any fucking Ring of Honor Icon former World champion out there even, why they don’t want to step up and go for the World title. Think about it. They’ve all had a taste, Alex and every single one of them had no fucking idea just what level of responsibility comes with being the man…or woman if we have to be politically correct but I care little for that bollocks. They got to the top, “outwrestled” the opposition on the night to become champion but that’s just a moment’s glory. What about every other minute, hour, day, week, month or year you hold that title? You think you just stand there looking pretty doing photoshoots? You think it’s just…wrestling and a one, two, three? It’s hard work, Alex and most people burn out in no time, they hate it. They all just want the instant gratification that comes with winning matches but not all the other shit that comes with representing the company and being truly iconic. Being recognised as the best in the business is beyond what you can comprehend and until you even know what the fuck that really takes, stop talking. You have no idea and knowing what you’re like you’d be just like all the others, Alex.
And you are just like all the others. They all think they’re God’s gift to the industry, that they will change the face of the sport and make a difference. They all walk around like they have ten inch cocks and believe their own bullshit but when push comes to shove, they all prove just how worthless they were all along. Trust me, that list is endless and is forever being added to. And that’s where I differ, Alex. Feel free to continue your tired little tirade of how I am not worth shit but I have outlasted them all and can still keep going. I have not just tasted the top, I redefined this championship and what it meant to be the best, with and without holding this belt. I am not a flash in the pan dish of the day, I’m the staple diet for the hungry masses while you prefer to starve them of a good show.
That smirk returns with impeccable timing along with a wink.
Icon Corbin: That’s what I do, Alex. I put on a good show while you? Okay, I don’t need to go with more poor performing cock jokes and analogies, and really, that was me having a little fun. Sure got the Globalverse amused too because they can all relate having been unfortunate to witness your matches since this…new Alex has come about. But here’s the thing, Alex. It’s better I keep my sense of humour because once that stops, I don’t look to just win matches, I look to break bones, end careers and to some that might seem unethical but I don’t give a fuck. It’s not gonna be spraying something for a little discomfort in someone’s face, it’s making them immobile with just them and their thoughts until it drives them crazy, not being able to do the one thing they thought they could. So for your sake, let’s just hope I keep seeing the funny side and as long as you keep trying to play the bad guy as successfully as I tried playing a nice guy I can keep laughing because you’ve got nothing in your arsenal to topple me and the more you show me what you have, the more I need to keep this belt away from you. It’s in safe hands and doesn’t need to go anywhere. In fact instead of insulting Kolic why don’t you go fucking join him and his lackeys. They seem intent on ruining this company just as much as you do. You can go drinking and compare notes, sing Kum Ba Yah around a fire and then pray or whatever those boring cunts do.
Actually, I don’t give a shit what you do. Fact is, I’m the champion and the ONLY man in this company today that deserves to be where he is. While you’re the best in your world, I am the best in THE fucking world. You’re a fake, Alex. Whether it’s when you’re trying to be John Champa or when you’re trying to be “Vicious”, you’re just an imposter to the throne. You’re the two stripe Adidas kids got wrecked in school for wearing, counterfeit, a complete fucking fraud. I don’t need anyone to give me credit and especially not you so why don’t you go off and have another drink instead of trying to get to me like it’s ever gonna work. I’ve been clean for YEARS now. I’m stronger mentally than I have ever been in my career with a great support network to ensure I stay that way while you’re well on your way to fucking up everything you have in your hands. My job is to make sure that this title isn’t one of them so thank you and fuck you…”Two Stripe”.
With one last look of derision he scoffs and walks out of view, leaving just the image of Kolic on the Battlefield:London in his place.
It’s the GZW World Heavyweight champion and in spite of it showing only the image of the former Tag team champion Kolic, he was standing in front of the Battlefield:London promotional banner all the same, even if it did mean him obscuring Gilespie’s face entirely. Bold as brass, he clutches at the Gold adorning his shoulder in stretch jeans, his New Rocks and a Munin T-Shirt with the words “Let’s Paint The World Red” and the sleeves cut off. His beard, still in a plait and at level: Despair as far as his wife was concerned while his eyes were heavily lined in black. A deep nasal breath breaks the silence he’d allowed for those few seconds following it up with a smile.
Icon Corbin: That wasn’t a question by the way, it’s a fucking statement. That’s the strongest statement you make the moment you open your mouth, Alex. That you appear to be paying tribute to our drunken John Champa. The way you try to twist reality to suit you and make you appear better than you actually are is a testament to the man, and I have to say, it’s really not a very becoming quality to possess. I mean, of all the people to imitate, that’s who you choose?!
He cocks his head back with an inquisitive brow. He relaxes again, shaking his head with his eyes closed for a moment.
Icon Corbin: Listen, I’m bored. And do you know why I’m bored, Alex? Because you are boring. All I hear is mumblings of how great you are, ONLY from you and arse licker Samson but that’s all I seem to get. You will stand there one minute telling me how I am dismissing challenges from the greatest Globalstar alive today yet the moment he’s in the ring, he doesn’t bring a challenge. He’d rather cut corners after getting outside help. Since when has that qualified as a real challenge, Alex? Since when does deliberately getting yourself disqualified with a blatant cheap shot after minimal efforts in a main event match, something the crowds pay their hard earned cash for, mean that you have my number? Like I said, full of shit.
And then, you’re getting upset because I want to look elsewhere for a challenge, because I have faced those people and that’s what I got. Even if the likes of Raze and Munin aren’t what they used to be, I would STILL consider them more of a threat and able to offer me something exciting considering their matches ranked the top of the night as of right now, and ours? Thanks to you and that pathetic display it was voted worst of 2015. You are single-handedly fucking up this division and you think you are the best candidate to take it to the next level and into the future? What demon cocktails have you been drinking, Alex because from where I am standing, with a very clear head, I see the World title scene going the same way as the TV and Intercontinental title scene did when you were involved with them and that’s right down the shitter. It’s already happening and it’s hard to stop it when you’re that much in control like you say you are, isn’t it? And if you being in control is equating to you ruining a division I have uplifted by working my arse off then sorry, bitch but I need to take back that control.
He takes a step forward, the hand that holds the title on his shoulder now resting on the plate itself, revealing his black painted nails.
Icon Corbin: But, wait. That control doesn’t just end in the ring, does it? No, according to the almighty Alex Cross, he doesn’t have to put in the hours because he wants to prove the point that I don’t have all these challengers gunning for my title. Right? That I’m a keyboard warrior, shirking from the challenge YOU put before me. God, I had no idea I was so much of a pussy!
Alex, stop. First of all, I don’t need to hide behind a screen. I will straight up beat the shit out of anyone if I so choose but at those moments, in our tour bus around the States, going that extra mile and fulfilling my other duties as a champion, I am still there getting involved where I can. Don’t misconstrue that as cowardice when I have no issue standing in front of you or anyone else and believe me, considering some of the shit I have been through and laughed in the face of the devil himself, I have even less incentive to be afraid of a whiny bitch like you, understand? Let’s not try to fabricate and deviate away from the truth. You searched for any excuse, just as you always have, and that was the best you could come up with. And taking your so very limited imagination into consideration it comes as no shock. Well, since you have no idea, let me make you understand why people really aren’t stepping up. As it stands, there is more than just one reason.
He nods, eyes narrowing to that infamous Corbin shark-like stare where even the smirk that appears doesn’t seem to disarm his gaze through the lens.
Icon Corbin: Let me take you back to that time, just a few months ago, when I became champion. Do you remember that buzz? Well, you might not want to, but I do. I remember that former champions to complete rookies wanting a shot at this title. People cared all of a sudden, they were interested once again once I got that title. And guess what? I willingly opened the doors to them. I also opened the fucking floodgates and drowned those bitches. But why did they step up to me when no one gave two shits when Sean Locke had the title? Because I’m an easy win? Or is it because a match with me is exactly what they need to get to the next level in their career? Damien Knight saw it as his meal ticket to the very top. Beat the Corbin champion and how quickly would that have cemented his place in the company. But he failed to meet the standard that comes with associating with a man like me. How about John Champa? Truth be told, I took that little bastard’s batteries out before he could turn himself on and now he’s busy drowning his sorrows, so we’ve all come to find out. Though, that one is not down to me. I think if he did get to face me and lost, he’d probably be taking shots to the arm instead of shots down the throat.
The fact they’ve stopped coming up to me is because there you are, on the scene like you’re the shit. They see what you’re doing to this division and now they want no part in it. Even I don’t want any fucking part of it with you here, Alex. Realise what that actually means? How about you hit the net and see what the fans have been Twirking, see what the people really think. They’ll tell you and it’s pretty unanimous. The entire Globalverse thinks you fucking suck.
He shrugs indifferently and holds a hand out as if to invite the former dual champion to see for himself. Lowering his arm, the stare returns but without the smirk.
Icon Corbin: The other reason is one that most don’t understand what it means to be champion and as you’ve never been at the top, it’s no surprise you don’t either. But ask the likes of Raze, Munin, any fucking Ring of Honor Icon former World champion out there even, why they don’t want to step up and go for the World title. Think about it. They’ve all had a taste, Alex and every single one of them had no fucking idea just what level of responsibility comes with being the man…or woman if we have to be politically correct but I care little for that bollocks. They got to the top, “outwrestled” the opposition on the night to become champion but that’s just a moment’s glory. What about every other minute, hour, day, week, month or year you hold that title? You think you just stand there looking pretty doing photoshoots? You think it’s just…wrestling and a one, two, three? It’s hard work, Alex and most people burn out in no time, they hate it. They all just want the instant gratification that comes with winning matches but not all the other shit that comes with representing the company and being truly iconic. Being recognised as the best in the business is beyond what you can comprehend and until you even know what the fuck that really takes, stop talking. You have no idea and knowing what you’re like you’d be just like all the others, Alex.
And you are just like all the others. They all think they’re God’s gift to the industry, that they will change the face of the sport and make a difference. They all walk around like they have ten inch cocks and believe their own bullshit but when push comes to shove, they all prove just how worthless they were all along. Trust me, that list is endless and is forever being added to. And that’s where I differ, Alex. Feel free to continue your tired little tirade of how I am not worth shit but I have outlasted them all and can still keep going. I have not just tasted the top, I redefined this championship and what it meant to be the best, with and without holding this belt. I am not a flash in the pan dish of the day, I’m the staple diet for the hungry masses while you prefer to starve them of a good show.
That smirk returns with impeccable timing along with a wink.
Icon Corbin: That’s what I do, Alex. I put on a good show while you? Okay, I don’t need to go with more poor performing cock jokes and analogies, and really, that was me having a little fun. Sure got the Globalverse amused too because they can all relate having been unfortunate to witness your matches since this…new Alex has come about. But here’s the thing, Alex. It’s better I keep my sense of humour because once that stops, I don’t look to just win matches, I look to break bones, end careers and to some that might seem unethical but I don’t give a fuck. It’s not gonna be spraying something for a little discomfort in someone’s face, it’s making them immobile with just them and their thoughts until it drives them crazy, not being able to do the one thing they thought they could. So for your sake, let’s just hope I keep seeing the funny side and as long as you keep trying to play the bad guy as successfully as I tried playing a nice guy I can keep laughing because you’ve got nothing in your arsenal to topple me and the more you show me what you have, the more I need to keep this belt away from you. It’s in safe hands and doesn’t need to go anywhere. In fact instead of insulting Kolic why don’t you go fucking join him and his lackeys. They seem intent on ruining this company just as much as you do. You can go drinking and compare notes, sing Kum Ba Yah around a fire and then pray or whatever those boring cunts do.
Actually, I don’t give a shit what you do. Fact is, I’m the champion and the ONLY man in this company today that deserves to be where he is. While you’re the best in your world, I am the best in THE fucking world. You’re a fake, Alex. Whether it’s when you’re trying to be John Champa or when you’re trying to be “Vicious”, you’re just an imposter to the throne. You’re the two stripe Adidas kids got wrecked in school for wearing, counterfeit, a complete fucking fraud. I don’t need anyone to give me credit and especially not you so why don’t you go off and have another drink instead of trying to get to me like it’s ever gonna work. I’ve been clean for YEARS now. I’m stronger mentally than I have ever been in my career with a great support network to ensure I stay that way while you’re well on your way to fucking up everything you have in your hands. My job is to make sure that this title isn’t one of them so thank you and fuck you…”Two Stripe”.
With one last look of derision he scoffs and walks out of view, leaving just the image of Kolic on the Battlefield:London in his place.
