Post by Cameron Stone on Oct 30, 2016 21:04:10 GMT -5
OOC: Well, this is what it is, I am guessing mine is worst of the main event, glorified participation piece. Had a lot written up, but computer died so I lost everything, and between two jobs, two volunteer things I'm doing, and taking care of my Mom, October is the busiest month of the year, so I couldn't work on it after at all. What you see is pure monologue, since I lost all my scenes. I literally wrote all of this in two and a half hours, it's all the time I had. Considering that, hell, I'm happy with it. Thanks to Drakz and Trace for letting me play about ten steps above my paygrade this once.
The thing I hear the most before Superbrawl is that I don't belong in the main event.For anyone saying that I don't belong in this match, step back, and remember that Yukio Blaze is in the main event as well. Someone who has literally done nothing in the last couple of years. At least I've beaten two of the participants recently, and taken one other to the limit. You aren't one of the world's great thinkers, are you Yukio? I won't pretend to have paid much attention to your comings and goings, having been focused on my own problems, but I know you're in this match because you cashed in on some magical third wish you were owed. That makes you a moron. You can cash this wish in for a world championship match, and you choose to do so to add yourself into a match that already has 5 people? I get the idea of getting yourself into the main event of the biggest show of all time, trust me, I really do get that. But really? Instead of getting yourself a one on one shot, you come right into the middle of this mess? And you'll be coming in completely rusty and into an elimination chamber? Good luck with that. At least I have some history with all the men in this match that doesn't stretch back over two years. You are the odd man out in this match, the one that sticks out like a sore thumb. You don't belong in this war, yet you injected yourself in anyways. I can only hope that this will be the final nail in the Yukio coffin. You make more surprise returns than I do.
All of that being said, I am glad you are in this match Yukio. We have a history, you and I. In July of 2012, we were both inside of the elimination chamber at Survival of the Fittest. It wasn't you who eliminated me, but you were a distraction. I had utterly destroyed you, but I was too inexperienced, and I put too much focus onto you, leaving myself open to attack, where it then took several people hitting me with their biggest shot one after another to put me down. I should have eliminated you four years ago, so the least I can do is make up for that now. I want to be the one who sends you on your merry way. Hell, in the last chamber, I even ended up breaking your pod open and releasing you early just so I could kick your ass. So I guess I just enjoy beating you up. So if you want to come back to get beaten up again, I'm more than happy to oblige. Your returns don't even amount to anything in the first place. Maybe that seems a bit rich coming from me, but my problem is consistentcy. When I actually first come back I tend to win. It's keeping it up after that becomes my problem. You just come in and lose, leave, and eventually come back to repeat the same scenario. If there is anyone in this match who doesn't matter in the slightest, it's you. Even if I don't win this match in the end, I would consider outlasting you a victory in it's own right. Redemption feels almost as good as a new success does Yukio.
Drakz is the man. There isn't really anything else you can say about him. You can try to knock the guy, but he's beaten everyone, set records, and proven night in and night out that he's the best in the WFWF, and until someone actually steps up and puts him down, it doesn't matter how much anyone says it's going to be them. It is put up or shut up time. It is to everyone's favor that this is a six man match. The chances of taking out Drakz are far better than in any one on one scenario. You can team up on him. He can get caught unaware from behind. He can get simply overwhelmed by having to try to defeat four of the best superstars in the WFWF today and also Yukio Blaze. But until that happens, trying to be all edgy and saying how it's going to be me would have no credibility. Yes, we've established that I pinned him once, and both Drakz and I have acknowledged that. But I still lost at the end of the day. The only nice thing is this time he doesn't have the benefit of being able to eat a pinfall. Truth be told, I think my only chance to take you out Drakz is that I am just in there to wrestle and look at this rationally. Dean and Sam, even Trace and Yukio to a certain extent have this personal grudge against you. The story of this match almost feels like Drakz vs. The World. I don't care about that. I don't care about you. Making it personal is why these guys lose everytime they fight you. I didn't even know you when we fought in 2014, and I took you to the limit. That's because I look at it objectively. I figure out what I need to do, and I try to do that. Others get so focused on vengeance and righting wrongs that they have way too many thoughts swirling around in their heads. That lowers their reaction time. That adds more pressure to themselves. That clearly communicates to both everyone watching and you that they've let you in their heads. Once an opponent knows he's in your head, he's at an advantage over you. You never got that from me. Which is also incidentally, a reason why you beat me in the end. It shocked you and the entire world when I got that first pinfall. Yet you barely flinched, and you have no indication that you were down a fall in the first place. You and I might be the two in this match with the most focus. I stay on target. That makes me dangerous to you, whether you want to believe it or not. I'm not coming after you to seek revenge for that loss. I'm not coming after you because I hate you. I'm coming after you because you're the WFWF Champion, and by default, that makes you the biggest threat in this match, and the one who is most important to defeat. I am sure you have some tricks up your sleeve to help you get through this match. Instead of worrying about it, I'll deal with it as it comes. Whether or not the feeling is mutual, I respect you and what you've accomplished. I want to take that away from you.
Samael, I simply have very little to say to you, or about you. You seem to be more focused on running your final campaign on the narrative of Shawn Malakai's passing than on yourself. I get it. You were closer to Shawn than I was. But focus on yourself a little. You're more concerned with his mission than you are with your own, and that's why you keep failing when it matters. You just don't focus on what really matters. You run around with your sword and riding on your high horse when really, you're no better than the rest of us. You sell out everyone who ever trusts you. You judge people and complain about being judged yourself. You aren't a misunderstood guy trying to do right by his mentor. You're an bunghole. Inside the chaos of an elimination chamber, anything can happen. Maybe you take me out. But we've established in a one on one fight, I can defeat you. I'm on your level. So you talking down to me constantly is getting really irritating, so I might just be tempted to lift that stupid sword off of you and beat some sense into you with it. After everything you did to me, for you to turn around and give me crap for getting into this match the way I did is a joke. I wanted the two of us to get back to a good place after our match, but you've become far too arrogant and distant for that. I once let you explain why you did the things you did, and you wouldn't even offer me the same luxery before you tried to roast me alive for my actions. In other circumstances, I would be rooting for you to win if it wasn't going to be me. Not now. I don't want to see you get the satisfaction of getting your arm raised. You don't deserve that grand slam. I would honestly rather see Trace or Drakz win this thing that you. You're honestly a sad, destructive and pathetic excuse for a human being. At least I know that my daughter will be able to be proud of her father when she looks back. Even if you do win, you had to go to the depths of hell to do it. People can tell me I sold out all they want, but compared to what you've done, I'm still an angel. You had your little Kokaine Konspiracy, which by the way, was a very dumb name. Hey, let's spell a couple of words wrong just so we can have the acronym of KKK! Oh look at how controversial and edgy we are! Talk about trying too hard. It's convenient that your defense of that whole charade is that it was Shawn's mission, and it was for the greater good. Convenient then that you had so much success there. We all know you liked it. Maybe at the end of the day, I wouldn't beat you ever again, and my victory was a total fluke. With you leaving, we'll never have another one on one match, so I guess we will never find out. But the fact remains, I beat you one on one. So hearing you say I don't deserve a championship opportunity while you do is a false statement my friend. If you belong here then I belong here. Even if I only belong here on this one specific day, I do. So take your narrative of me not earning this shot and shove it.
Josh Dean. The way that this situation between us has played out is perhaps my biggest regret about this entire situation. I hold some of the blame, but you aren't innocent in any of this. You were supposed to be my best friend here. The one guy I could trust and count on. But once I made my intentions of getting a title shot clear, you turned against me immediately. You have become so self absorbed in your own hype that you aren't seeing the same narrative as anyone else. You should be happy for me having this opportunity. I'm supposed to be your friend. I'm happy for you having another chance. That isn't a two way street though. We haven't had a lot of encounters in the ring, but we've been shaping each others careers a lot in the last year. Giving advice when it's asked for, giving a set of ears when it's needed. Giving those gentle pushes to each other to try to help the other be the best they can be. Until you stopped. This all lead to the match out of nowhere, where I beat you. I didn't beat you because I'm better than you. The reason I defeated you is what I've been telling you all along. You just aren't focused on the right things. This bitter personal feud you and Drakz have going on is killing you. He is playing you like a fiddle, and you don't realize it. I worry that you holding the tag team titles with him so long caused you irreparable harm. I told you losing them was the best thing that could have happened to you, and when confronted with that truth, you wanted to fight me. And I schooled you. Before you try to spin the story and claim it was the low blow and using the chair, remember, I didn't introduce those weapons. You did that. Now I know you will claim that you weren't going to use it, and you tossing the chair away was some symbol of you wanting to save our friendship. Don't bother. Sure, you decided against using the chair, but how long would that have lasted? You could have grabbed it again anytime. You brought it in, and you threatened me with it. You don't get to point a gun at someone and threaten to shoot them, and then just walk away with no consequences. If you were going to go so far to introduce the weapon, you should have just gone to that dark place and used it. But you didn't, and you lost. You were distracted. The lack of focus and a willingness to do what needed to be done cost you, just like it's going to ultimately cost you at Superbrawl.
If it was any other time, I probably would have avoided the low blow. I can't afford to throw away any momentum going into this match. Let's face it, I'm never going to get a chance like this again. I don't know if I'll ever earn a chance. I have not only a shot at the biggest championship here in the WFWF, but a main event slot on the biggest show in company history. That's never going away. For this one night, I can have my picture put next to the best the WFWF has to offer, and it doesn't look out of place. Compare that to where I was two and a half years ago. My journey is coming along nicely. I hope after this event is over that we can go back to being friends Josh. I won't stop it. I would be happy to crack a beer with you and talk about whatever, and enjoy each other's company. I'm not sure if you will be able to do that. I hope so. But if not, then you're just another poison I cut out of my life. It's funny to look back at my time in the Saviors. I was more of an honerary member, there to back you up when needed, and to look intimidating. You never really extended the olive branch the fully join up. Maybe if I had just asked, you would have. In hindsight, I am glad I didn't. It seemed nice, a group of people committed to the good fight and having each others backs. So what happened? You got so self absorbed in personal glory you lost track of the team. Nikki got hurt and the simple fact that she wasn't cut out for this became very apparent. Penny, I still really like, god bless her, just wasn't the soldier type. Too out there and independent. I thought I wouldn't live up to the standards of the group, but man, looking back I was wrong. I beat you, I would've wiped the floor with Nikki, I beat Penny, and Dave got himself arrested before I could beat him. You guys believed that you could save the WFWF, but you couldn't even save yourselves. And now here comes "The Last Savior" Joshua Dean, trying desperately to hold onto those ideals and complete the mission that the group was formed to do. Things would've been so much easier if you had just realized the WFWF didn't need to be saved. Sure, it's a wicked place. It is a disease. But it's not a curable one. For better or for worse this place will always be like it always has been. No amount of bandages will change that. If you want to be in a place with standards go somewhere else. The sooner you realize that the sooner you'll be ahead of the curve. Instead of carving a path you're just following the GPS.
Last up is Trace Demon. I know the man doesn't like me. I don't really like him. But I don't dislike him. I find him fascinating really. Everyone dances to his tune without even realizing it. He is the ultimate puppet master and he plays off of everyone's weaknesses and pits them against each other. People always point out that he does this, yet they continue to let him guide them like sheep. The moment he makes one move against someone it's like they implode. Everyone has this giant personal grudge against him, and he uses that. I respect the hell out of that. If I could manipulate half as well as him I'd be doing it too. I can't really talk down to you Trace. What hill do I even have to die on if I attempt that? But for years we've co existed without really getting in each other's way. I think deep down even if you won't admit it, you have a tiny measure of respect for me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have even listened to my pitch for a title shot. You challenged me to do something drastic to earn that chance, and I did. Now I make no illusions that any of that was for my benefit. You did it to tear me, Josh and Sam apart, and drag our alliance down, because the three of us on the same page threatens you, no matter how much power you wield. But I knew that was your motive all along when you offered me the chance. In fact, I counted on it. Before I even demanded a title shot, I was prepared to put down Sam or Dean on the way there. The difference between me and those two is that I would actually do it. If you had offered Dean a guaranteed one on one match for the title with any and all interference banned, and all he had to do was hit me in the back of the head with a pipe, he wouldn't have done it.
Not to mention I'm sure you get exhausted with all the complaining about people getting screwed over. Samael and Josh did nothing but whine after they got screwed out of their title shots. I had a case to do that too. You banned any of my friends from ringside when I battled Crowe with the International Championship on the line, yet allowed him to have his cohorts out there. I lost, pretty fairly, but Tyme did have something to do with me losing. But I didn't come out there the next show and whine and complain about getting screwed. I pulled my boots back on, held my head high, and moved on. I asked for an opportunity instead of making a stink about it, and I got one. Life is what you make it.
After doing a very minor favor for you Trace, suddenly, all of my "friends" turned against me. They didn't offer me a chance to explain. So while I may come to regret this, Trace Demon, if you ever for some reason need anything from me, whether it's a partner for a night, or someone in your corner, or you just want some sick seats to a movie premiere, I owe you one. It makes me sick to say that, but throughout the last 3 months, you are the only individual to show me even an ounce of respect. Which is pathetic quite frankly.
Oh, and let's talk about this whole Cameron threw in with Trace Demon narrative for a bit everyone. No, I didn't. Piss off with your slander and lies. You know what I did for Trace Demon? I was in his corner for one match, and I upheld the rules. I didn't screw Trevor Wolf. I stopped him from breaking the rules. Then I refused to directly hand a weapon to Trace, instead, dropping it to the floor, making him pick it up. Which I may add, could have potentially cost me my chance in his eyes if he wanted to say I didn't hold up my end. True, I didn't stop him from using the weapon, but Trevor should have been a man and never brought it in in the first place.
So after that, I'm assigned as the special guest referee in the match for the tag team championships, which everyone assumed was to help him win. Except he didn't end up competing in that match, so I didn't do anything for him at all. There were a few times where I prevented people from attacking him, but I was doing that for their own benefit. Josh attacking the boss randomly isn't helping anything. So this whole idea that I'm in Trace's pocket is ludicrous. Believe me, that man knows every asset he was, and I doubt he even considers me as one. Yet all it took was one night and an idea for everyone to jump to conclusions. It just goes to show how much Trace and Drakz are in everyone else's heads. It must be nice being soblissfully unaware of your own shortcomings. At least I know mine, Consistency.
Another false tail I've heard floating around on social media is that this is my retirement match. I've never really said this was going to be my last match, but alright then. It is true it may be my last for a while, but I am not retiring. Which leads me to my next point. I get accused of not being passionate about wrestling, because I have gone on to movies and that sort of thing. Anyone saying that has no idea what they're talking about. Let me state some facts. Every film I do pays me about 4 times what I make working an equivalent time in the WFWF. It is also less painful and much easier on my body in general. If I didn't care about wrestling, I wouldn't stay on a part time basis at all. I don't even get to promote my films here, because Disney wants nothing to do with this place and refuses to pay sponsership dollars because they won't be associated with the WFWF anymore. I love this business. I love acting. So I want to do both. I make time to come here whenever I can, so I don't need my commitment to the business questioned. I love wrestling, but I don't want to become a 40 year old who can barely walk and has nothing to do after I can't do this anymore. I will do what needs to be done for my personal happiness and to take care of my family. That doesn't mean this isn't important to me.
I will let everyone in on a secret though. If I lose this match, I won't be too upset. I'm not so shallow that failing to win a wrestling match is going to ruin my life or make me self destruct. That doesn't mean I don't want to win. I do. Very badly. But if I lose, life goes on. Fighting my way to the point where I can be in this match, on this show, with these people is more than anyone thought I'd ever do. It seems crazy to me that everyone thinks I'm some evil sellout now. I became what I needed to be for the moment. A temporary turn back to the dark side, and nobody realizes that I was simply acting. I guess I'm a better actor than even I thought I was. I've turned all of my friends against me, and convinced the right people I was a true main eventer. I have experience inside of the elimination chamber, which people seems to be forgetting. That gives me an edge in this match. I am coming full speed into Superbrawl and I'm not touching the brakes. I will leave everything I have on the table because I know I will probably never get a chance this big again. If there is one thing you guys will learn, it's that you don't want to end up locked inside a cage with me. That is Set in Stone!
All of that being said, I am glad you are in this match Yukio. We have a history, you and I. In July of 2012, we were both inside of the elimination chamber at Survival of the Fittest. It wasn't you who eliminated me, but you were a distraction. I had utterly destroyed you, but I was too inexperienced, and I put too much focus onto you, leaving myself open to attack, where it then took several people hitting me with their biggest shot one after another to put me down. I should have eliminated you four years ago, so the least I can do is make up for that now. I want to be the one who sends you on your merry way. Hell, in the last chamber, I even ended up breaking your pod open and releasing you early just so I could kick your ass. So I guess I just enjoy beating you up. So if you want to come back to get beaten up again, I'm more than happy to oblige. Your returns don't even amount to anything in the first place. Maybe that seems a bit rich coming from me, but my problem is consistentcy. When I actually first come back I tend to win. It's keeping it up after that becomes my problem. You just come in and lose, leave, and eventually come back to repeat the same scenario. If there is anyone in this match who doesn't matter in the slightest, it's you. Even if I don't win this match in the end, I would consider outlasting you a victory in it's own right. Redemption feels almost as good as a new success does Yukio.
Drakz is the man. There isn't really anything else you can say about him. You can try to knock the guy, but he's beaten everyone, set records, and proven night in and night out that he's the best in the WFWF, and until someone actually steps up and puts him down, it doesn't matter how much anyone says it's going to be them. It is put up or shut up time. It is to everyone's favor that this is a six man match. The chances of taking out Drakz are far better than in any one on one scenario. You can team up on him. He can get caught unaware from behind. He can get simply overwhelmed by having to try to defeat four of the best superstars in the WFWF today and also Yukio Blaze. But until that happens, trying to be all edgy and saying how it's going to be me would have no credibility. Yes, we've established that I pinned him once, and both Drakz and I have acknowledged that. But I still lost at the end of the day. The only nice thing is this time he doesn't have the benefit of being able to eat a pinfall. Truth be told, I think my only chance to take you out Drakz is that I am just in there to wrestle and look at this rationally. Dean and Sam, even Trace and Yukio to a certain extent have this personal grudge against you. The story of this match almost feels like Drakz vs. The World. I don't care about that. I don't care about you. Making it personal is why these guys lose everytime they fight you. I didn't even know you when we fought in 2014, and I took you to the limit. That's because I look at it objectively. I figure out what I need to do, and I try to do that. Others get so focused on vengeance and righting wrongs that they have way too many thoughts swirling around in their heads. That lowers their reaction time. That adds more pressure to themselves. That clearly communicates to both everyone watching and you that they've let you in their heads. Once an opponent knows he's in your head, he's at an advantage over you. You never got that from me. Which is also incidentally, a reason why you beat me in the end. It shocked you and the entire world when I got that first pinfall. Yet you barely flinched, and you have no indication that you were down a fall in the first place. You and I might be the two in this match with the most focus. I stay on target. That makes me dangerous to you, whether you want to believe it or not. I'm not coming after you to seek revenge for that loss. I'm not coming after you because I hate you. I'm coming after you because you're the WFWF Champion, and by default, that makes you the biggest threat in this match, and the one who is most important to defeat. I am sure you have some tricks up your sleeve to help you get through this match. Instead of worrying about it, I'll deal with it as it comes. Whether or not the feeling is mutual, I respect you and what you've accomplished. I want to take that away from you.
Samael, I simply have very little to say to you, or about you. You seem to be more focused on running your final campaign on the narrative of Shawn Malakai's passing than on yourself. I get it. You were closer to Shawn than I was. But focus on yourself a little. You're more concerned with his mission than you are with your own, and that's why you keep failing when it matters. You just don't focus on what really matters. You run around with your sword and riding on your high horse when really, you're no better than the rest of us. You sell out everyone who ever trusts you. You judge people and complain about being judged yourself. You aren't a misunderstood guy trying to do right by his mentor. You're an bunghole. Inside the chaos of an elimination chamber, anything can happen. Maybe you take me out. But we've established in a one on one fight, I can defeat you. I'm on your level. So you talking down to me constantly is getting really irritating, so I might just be tempted to lift that stupid sword off of you and beat some sense into you with it. After everything you did to me, for you to turn around and give me crap for getting into this match the way I did is a joke. I wanted the two of us to get back to a good place after our match, but you've become far too arrogant and distant for that. I once let you explain why you did the things you did, and you wouldn't even offer me the same luxery before you tried to roast me alive for my actions. In other circumstances, I would be rooting for you to win if it wasn't going to be me. Not now. I don't want to see you get the satisfaction of getting your arm raised. You don't deserve that grand slam. I would honestly rather see Trace or Drakz win this thing that you. You're honestly a sad, destructive and pathetic excuse for a human being. At least I know that my daughter will be able to be proud of her father when she looks back. Even if you do win, you had to go to the depths of hell to do it. People can tell me I sold out all they want, but compared to what you've done, I'm still an angel. You had your little Kokaine Konspiracy, which by the way, was a very dumb name. Hey, let's spell a couple of words wrong just so we can have the acronym of KKK! Oh look at how controversial and edgy we are! Talk about trying too hard. It's convenient that your defense of that whole charade is that it was Shawn's mission, and it was for the greater good. Convenient then that you had so much success there. We all know you liked it. Maybe at the end of the day, I wouldn't beat you ever again, and my victory was a total fluke. With you leaving, we'll never have another one on one match, so I guess we will never find out. But the fact remains, I beat you one on one. So hearing you say I don't deserve a championship opportunity while you do is a false statement my friend. If you belong here then I belong here. Even if I only belong here on this one specific day, I do. So take your narrative of me not earning this shot and shove it.
Josh Dean. The way that this situation between us has played out is perhaps my biggest regret about this entire situation. I hold some of the blame, but you aren't innocent in any of this. You were supposed to be my best friend here. The one guy I could trust and count on. But once I made my intentions of getting a title shot clear, you turned against me immediately. You have become so self absorbed in your own hype that you aren't seeing the same narrative as anyone else. You should be happy for me having this opportunity. I'm supposed to be your friend. I'm happy for you having another chance. That isn't a two way street though. We haven't had a lot of encounters in the ring, but we've been shaping each others careers a lot in the last year. Giving advice when it's asked for, giving a set of ears when it's needed. Giving those gentle pushes to each other to try to help the other be the best they can be. Until you stopped. This all lead to the match out of nowhere, where I beat you. I didn't beat you because I'm better than you. The reason I defeated you is what I've been telling you all along. You just aren't focused on the right things. This bitter personal feud you and Drakz have going on is killing you. He is playing you like a fiddle, and you don't realize it. I worry that you holding the tag team titles with him so long caused you irreparable harm. I told you losing them was the best thing that could have happened to you, and when confronted with that truth, you wanted to fight me. And I schooled you. Before you try to spin the story and claim it was the low blow and using the chair, remember, I didn't introduce those weapons. You did that. Now I know you will claim that you weren't going to use it, and you tossing the chair away was some symbol of you wanting to save our friendship. Don't bother. Sure, you decided against using the chair, but how long would that have lasted? You could have grabbed it again anytime. You brought it in, and you threatened me with it. You don't get to point a gun at someone and threaten to shoot them, and then just walk away with no consequences. If you were going to go so far to introduce the weapon, you should have just gone to that dark place and used it. But you didn't, and you lost. You were distracted. The lack of focus and a willingness to do what needed to be done cost you, just like it's going to ultimately cost you at Superbrawl.
If it was any other time, I probably would have avoided the low blow. I can't afford to throw away any momentum going into this match. Let's face it, I'm never going to get a chance like this again. I don't know if I'll ever earn a chance. I have not only a shot at the biggest championship here in the WFWF, but a main event slot on the biggest show in company history. That's never going away. For this one night, I can have my picture put next to the best the WFWF has to offer, and it doesn't look out of place. Compare that to where I was two and a half years ago. My journey is coming along nicely. I hope after this event is over that we can go back to being friends Josh. I won't stop it. I would be happy to crack a beer with you and talk about whatever, and enjoy each other's company. I'm not sure if you will be able to do that. I hope so. But if not, then you're just another poison I cut out of my life. It's funny to look back at my time in the Saviors. I was more of an honerary member, there to back you up when needed, and to look intimidating. You never really extended the olive branch the fully join up. Maybe if I had just asked, you would have. In hindsight, I am glad I didn't. It seemed nice, a group of people committed to the good fight and having each others backs. So what happened? You got so self absorbed in personal glory you lost track of the team. Nikki got hurt and the simple fact that she wasn't cut out for this became very apparent. Penny, I still really like, god bless her, just wasn't the soldier type. Too out there and independent. I thought I wouldn't live up to the standards of the group, but man, looking back I was wrong. I beat you, I would've wiped the floor with Nikki, I beat Penny, and Dave got himself arrested before I could beat him. You guys believed that you could save the WFWF, but you couldn't even save yourselves. And now here comes "The Last Savior" Joshua Dean, trying desperately to hold onto those ideals and complete the mission that the group was formed to do. Things would've been so much easier if you had just realized the WFWF didn't need to be saved. Sure, it's a wicked place. It is a disease. But it's not a curable one. For better or for worse this place will always be like it always has been. No amount of bandages will change that. If you want to be in a place with standards go somewhere else. The sooner you realize that the sooner you'll be ahead of the curve. Instead of carving a path you're just following the GPS.
Last up is Trace Demon. I know the man doesn't like me. I don't really like him. But I don't dislike him. I find him fascinating really. Everyone dances to his tune without even realizing it. He is the ultimate puppet master and he plays off of everyone's weaknesses and pits them against each other. People always point out that he does this, yet they continue to let him guide them like sheep. The moment he makes one move against someone it's like they implode. Everyone has this giant personal grudge against him, and he uses that. I respect the hell out of that. If I could manipulate half as well as him I'd be doing it too. I can't really talk down to you Trace. What hill do I even have to die on if I attempt that? But for years we've co existed without really getting in each other's way. I think deep down even if you won't admit it, you have a tiny measure of respect for me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have even listened to my pitch for a title shot. You challenged me to do something drastic to earn that chance, and I did. Now I make no illusions that any of that was for my benefit. You did it to tear me, Josh and Sam apart, and drag our alliance down, because the three of us on the same page threatens you, no matter how much power you wield. But I knew that was your motive all along when you offered me the chance. In fact, I counted on it. Before I even demanded a title shot, I was prepared to put down Sam or Dean on the way there. The difference between me and those two is that I would actually do it. If you had offered Dean a guaranteed one on one match for the title with any and all interference banned, and all he had to do was hit me in the back of the head with a pipe, he wouldn't have done it.
Not to mention I'm sure you get exhausted with all the complaining about people getting screwed over. Samael and Josh did nothing but whine after they got screwed out of their title shots. I had a case to do that too. You banned any of my friends from ringside when I battled Crowe with the International Championship on the line, yet allowed him to have his cohorts out there. I lost, pretty fairly, but Tyme did have something to do with me losing. But I didn't come out there the next show and whine and complain about getting screwed. I pulled my boots back on, held my head high, and moved on. I asked for an opportunity instead of making a stink about it, and I got one. Life is what you make it.
After doing a very minor favor for you Trace, suddenly, all of my "friends" turned against me. They didn't offer me a chance to explain. So while I may come to regret this, Trace Demon, if you ever for some reason need anything from me, whether it's a partner for a night, or someone in your corner, or you just want some sick seats to a movie premiere, I owe you one. It makes me sick to say that, but throughout the last 3 months, you are the only individual to show me even an ounce of respect. Which is pathetic quite frankly.
Oh, and let's talk about this whole Cameron threw in with Trace Demon narrative for a bit everyone. No, I didn't. Piss off with your slander and lies. You know what I did for Trace Demon? I was in his corner for one match, and I upheld the rules. I didn't screw Trevor Wolf. I stopped him from breaking the rules. Then I refused to directly hand a weapon to Trace, instead, dropping it to the floor, making him pick it up. Which I may add, could have potentially cost me my chance in his eyes if he wanted to say I didn't hold up my end. True, I didn't stop him from using the weapon, but Trevor should have been a man and never brought it in in the first place.
So after that, I'm assigned as the special guest referee in the match for the tag team championships, which everyone assumed was to help him win. Except he didn't end up competing in that match, so I didn't do anything for him at all. There were a few times where I prevented people from attacking him, but I was doing that for their own benefit. Josh attacking the boss randomly isn't helping anything. So this whole idea that I'm in Trace's pocket is ludicrous. Believe me, that man knows every asset he was, and I doubt he even considers me as one. Yet all it took was one night and an idea for everyone to jump to conclusions. It just goes to show how much Trace and Drakz are in everyone else's heads. It must be nice being soblissfully unaware of your own shortcomings. At least I know mine, Consistency.
Another false tail I've heard floating around on social media is that this is my retirement match. I've never really said this was going to be my last match, but alright then. It is true it may be my last for a while, but I am not retiring. Which leads me to my next point. I get accused of not being passionate about wrestling, because I have gone on to movies and that sort of thing. Anyone saying that has no idea what they're talking about. Let me state some facts. Every film I do pays me about 4 times what I make working an equivalent time in the WFWF. It is also less painful and much easier on my body in general. If I didn't care about wrestling, I wouldn't stay on a part time basis at all. I don't even get to promote my films here, because Disney wants nothing to do with this place and refuses to pay sponsership dollars because they won't be associated with the WFWF anymore. I love this business. I love acting. So I want to do both. I make time to come here whenever I can, so I don't need my commitment to the business questioned. I love wrestling, but I don't want to become a 40 year old who can barely walk and has nothing to do after I can't do this anymore. I will do what needs to be done for my personal happiness and to take care of my family. That doesn't mean this isn't important to me.
I will let everyone in on a secret though. If I lose this match, I won't be too upset. I'm not so shallow that failing to win a wrestling match is going to ruin my life or make me self destruct. That doesn't mean I don't want to win. I do. Very badly. But if I lose, life goes on. Fighting my way to the point where I can be in this match, on this show, with these people is more than anyone thought I'd ever do. It seems crazy to me that everyone thinks I'm some evil sellout now. I became what I needed to be for the moment. A temporary turn back to the dark side, and nobody realizes that I was simply acting. I guess I'm a better actor than even I thought I was. I've turned all of my friends against me, and convinced the right people I was a true main eventer. I have experience inside of the elimination chamber, which people seems to be forgetting. That gives me an edge in this match. I am coming full speed into Superbrawl and I'm not touching the brakes. I will leave everything I have on the table because I know I will probably never get a chance this big again. If there is one thing you guys will learn, it's that you don't want to end up locked inside a cage with me. That is Set in Stone!
I dont know good luck 
