Post by King Richius on Jun 8, 2017 14:44:13 GMT -5
WFWF Foundation RP
Glass Houses
featuring Frank Lynn
Boston : June 1, 2017
The Climb wasn’t a great day for me but the days leading up to it were even worse. I knew I would need thick skin to get on with my chosen mission. I didn’t think it would have to be quite this thick though.
Fool.
Coattail rider.
Lackey.
Erroneous opinions expressed by people who are completely missing the f*cking point.
I’ve spent the last year trying to find myself and my role in the WFWF. It wasn’t an easy road and there were numerous potholes.
Brennan was right in pointing out how inconsistent I have been. I’m not talking about my wins and losses. I’m talking about my attitude and behavior both in and out of the ring.
I didn’t come to the WFWF as a life long fan of professional wrestling nor did I spend years and years paying my dues in the minor leagues before getting my break in the WFWF.
I arrived in the WFWF a ten year veteran of combat sports like amateur wrestling and mixed martial arts with minimal experience in professional wrestling. It is a different beast entirely and I was tested every time out.
I took a crash course in how to be a professional wrestler which resulted in such low moments as the Thunderbirds’ infamous “match” against my Drakz and Joshua Dean imposters.
Hindsight being 20/20, there is no doubt that wasn’t the way to get noticed. It was my first test in the WFWF and I got a failing grade. That doesn’t make me a fool though; it makes me a student who needed to hit the books a little harder.
Still trying to find my way, I emulated top stars and tried to manipulate matches with underhanded tactics. It worked for a while against other rookies like LeeRoy Jenkins and Big McLargehuge but that success was short-lived as shown when I ran into a veteran like Ante Whitner at SuperBrawl. Another test that resulted in a failing grade.
I had many lessons to learn.
The most important lesson I’ve only recently learned is: I couldn’t succeed trying to be the next Drakz or Trace Demon or David Brennan or Joe Bishop or… well, you get the idea.
I had to be the first Frank Lynn.
That meant returning to my roots as a veteran of combat sports where pure competition decides winners and losers. So I joined Joe Bishop’s revolution.
And now I’m a lackey and coattail rider who foolishly thinks he is better than everybody else?
How can so many people be so wrong? Are they not paying attention? Should I speak more slowly and use monosyllabic words?
My allegiance isn’t to Joe Bishop. My allegiance is to the revolution. I would have allied with anyone who shared my beliefs that the WFWF can and should be a better place than it is now. It just happened to be Joe Bishop. And Joe just happened to get on the roll of a lifetime culminating in him winning the World Heavyweight Championship.
I am neither a lackey nor a coattail rider. I am a comrade in arms in the fight for a better WFWF. I don’t want Joe to win my matches for me any more than Joe wants me to win his matches for him.
We stand alone together, if that makes sense.
I find it ironic that one of the people calling me out is a girl barely out of high school who virtually admitted to using her name to get what she wants. Whose riding coattails now little miss Anna? Be warned, the only thing being an Ahriman entitles you to is getting skewered by your own weapon over and over until you retire a cripple. Keep on bringing a kendo stick to the ring. I doubt you will even make it to Pacific Rim for our date.
But I digress. There will be plenty of time later to talk about Anna Ahriman. There is a much bigger fish to fry today.
Trace Demon, King of the Sh*t Show.
It took some super sized balls to walk into my house and try your mind games on me before The Climb.
They didn’t work, did they?
I showed up and brought the fight to you. Neither you nor Brennan could take me out until you reached into your bag of dirty tricks.
You shouldn’t be surprised. Ante tried playing the same card. Brennan too.
Honestly, I’m disappointed that the great Trace Demon couldn’t come up with something more original.
Hey kid, listen to the sage advice of a veteran. You’re not ready. You’re not good enough. The best thing you can do is not show up. Walk away while you still can.
I hope you’ve realized that Frank Lynn isn’t going away. When my music plays, I will march down to the ring. It doesn’t matter who Lila puts in my way.
I show up.
I fight.
Its what I do.
And I’m getting good at it.
It doesn’t even matter that our match is a street fight. You might assume I am offended by the very concept as it runs against everything the revolution stands for.
Not true.
Yes, I’m working towards a WFWF where we don’t have street fights and other over the top ultra-violent spectacles but of all the nontraditional matches the WFWF has thrown me in, this one has some appeal to it.
The match is still a one on one test of skills but done under slightly different rules - in this case no rules.
Trace has consistently shown that he doesn’t give a sh*t about traditional rules and he turns every match into a street fight. He gains no advantage from the match officially having no rules.
My moral compass isn’t broken like Trace’s so I do have a problem breaking the rules. When Lila made this match a street fight she took the gloves off. I can go into that ring and do whatever violent acts I want to Trace. No sleepless nights due to guilt. No hypocrisy to damage my credibility.
One day the WFWF will be a home for pure athletic competition but Foundation is not that day.
In every revolution a little blood must be shed. I have no problems whatsoever shedding Trace Demon’s blood.
I will show up at Foundation ready and willing to do whatever it takes to beat you down.
Maybe you’re the one who should stay home.
Boston : June 5, 2017
I’ve been using the wrong word to describe the revolution. I’ve called it a reformation of the WFWF. Fact is, Joe and I do not want to change the rules. The rules that already exist are fine. Its just that over the years everyone from Kyzer to Schneider to Demon to Drakz have crossed the line so many times that the line has completely disappeared. The rules don’t matter anymore.
Thats why the main event at The Climb ended with me handcuffed to a fan while Trace attacked Joe with his own championship belt. Trace doesn’t have to fear repercussions because there are none.
What Joe and I want is a return to a WFWF where the rules are followed by everyone and rule breakers are punished for their actions.
We want people to hit the brakes when they see a yellow light instead of hitting the gas.
So the revolution isn’t a reformation, it is a restoration. We want to take the WFWF back to its roots.
Its unfortunate that other wrestlers are too wrapped up in their own egos to see it that way. Each one is blinded by their own personal agenda of winning a title or getting revenge for some perceived slight no matter what the cost to themselves or the sport in general. They can’t see the forest through the trees.
Management is no better as they aren’t concerned at all about the quality of competition nor the health and safety of the wrestlers. They only care about making money and if the soap opera shenanigans fill their bank accounts then they won’t change anything.
There is a third major force that can influence the WFWF. If the suits and the wrestlers won’t make a difference then I have to turn to the fans.
Fans like Kevin Jansen.
Thanks again for the trip, Mr. Lynn. This is so cool.
You can call me Frank. You earned that much after being handcuffed to me. That couldn’t have been much fun for you.
Kevin was the ?lucky? fan Trace Demon chose to handcuff me to so that he and David Brennan could double team Joe Bishop. Points to Trace for using a fan as a foreign object. That’s a new low even for him.
I was handcuffed to Kevin for at least ten minutes while security tried to free us. Ten of the most embarrassing minutes of my life as I stood there like an idiot while Kevin mugged for photos, wrapping his arm around me like we were best friends and holding up Joe’s title belt like he was the champ. I’m somewhat offended that security was more concerned with returning the belt to Joe than getting the damn handcuffs off of me and Kevin.
To say Kevin made the most of the moment is an understatement. To say I wanted it to end as quickly as possible is an even bigger understatement.
I invited Kevin to Legacy for the day to make up for any injuries or embarrassment he suffered at The Climb. At least that’s what the press release said. Truth is, I wanted to talk to him, to get to know the mind of an average WFWF fan just a little bit better.
Sh*t dude, it was freakin’ awesome.
You enjoyed it? Really?
Damn right I did! I was this freakin’ close to Trace Demon.
Kevin holds his thumb and forefinger a half inch apart.
No. F*cking. Way. The main event of the show was turned into a travesty and all this guy cares about is that he was close to Trace Demon? Please let that be a Canadian thing, you know, brain damage from too many pickup hockey games at the local ice rink.
If the average WFWF fan feels the same way then I have a problem. Seriously, if the fans care more about the spectacle than they do about the integrity of the match then the revolution is well and truly f*cked.
I guess every cloud does have a silver lining.
Sure does, eh. People been buying me drinks everywhere I go. I’m famous!
Yeah, this is going nowhere fast. Kevin is too star struck and wrapped up in his own all too brief fifteen minutes of fame to offer me any useful insights. What a huge waste of my time.
I make a subtle hand gesture towards Sarah, a signal that she should swoop in and take Kevin off my hands.
Okay then. I have to get back to my training now but Sarah will make sure you get the full tour including some time in the ring with the Legacy wrestlers.
This is gonna’ be great. Best day ever!
She’ll also make sure you get front row seats for the show tonight with V.I.P. access after the show. I hope you enjoy Legacy’s brand of good clean technical matches. None of the crap you see in the WFWF.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with the WFWF. Maybe if you’d pick up a chair you wouldn’t lose so much, eh.
The moron actually slaps me on the shoulder and laughs as if we are two long time drinking buddies and he just got one over on me.
Sarah grabs his arm, sensing his impending doom as I am on the verge of slapping the dasochoku on him. Sarah’s voice fades as she escorts Kevin away from me as fast as possible before he gets to be this freakin’ close to furious Frank Lynn.
Come along Mr. Jansen. We have a full day planned for you. Over here we have our…
Christ, that was both infuriating and depressing. The fans, at least some of them, actually want outrageous villains like Trace Demon doing whatever the hell they want.
Maybe if you’d pick up a chair…
At least one fan is excited for the street fight between Trace and I even though it’s not real wrestling. It’s barroom brawling. There is no place for it in a serious combat sports promotion, the kind of company the WFWF needs to become.
So how do I convince a Kevin Jansen of that? How do I connect with the WFWF fans the way Joe Bishop did when he pinned Brennan at Ultimate Supremacy? How do I recruit an army of revolutionaries to force the WFWF to change?
I don’t know. I’m fresh out of ideas.
I do know one thing. I can’t do it if both Daphne and I act the way we did at The Climb.
Yes, it was Trace Demon who used the handcuffs, assaulted a security guard, and attacked Joe with his World Heavyweight Championship belt.
But I gave him the opportunity when I took our fight into the crowd in the first place.
I was right to get him off Joe when he wasn’t the legal man. Somebody had to step in since the ref wasn’t doing anything. I was wrong to keep on fighting all the way into the crowd.
I sank to his level.
That bothers me.
What Daphne did earlier in the show bothers me even more.
What was she thinking? She betrayed everything the revolution stands for when she came to the ring and challenged Anna Ahriman to an impromptu match.
So what if Anna sucker punched me? I wasn’t hurt and I wasn’t going to retaliate. The whole point of the revolution is that we do our fighting between the bells in booked matches.
I’ve been avoiding Daphne. I count on her as being my most trusted friend and ally. I would be heartbroken to find out that she doesn’t really believe in the revolution.
I see her running on the treadmill and hop on the one next to her.
We need to talk.
Daphne looks at me and nods, removing her ear buds without missing a step. I can tell she has been waiting for this conversation.
What you did at the Climb.
Yeah, what I did at the Climb.
Okay, we have correctly identified the elephant in the room. No turning back now.
Coming to the ring, challenging Anna like that. Why?
I had to because you wouldn’t.
Of course not. It’s not the right way to do things. I thought you understood that.
I do. I knew you wouldn’t like it but I had to challenge her anyway.
She’s tap dancing around answering me. I hate that. If she won’t get to the point then I’ll have to drag it out of her.
What was it then? Did you change your mind about a tryout match?
Hell no. I still have no desire to put my career on the line against the likes of a Trace Demon or Phillip Schneider.
So nothing has changed. Daphne is a part of the revolution in mind but not body. Moral support is still support and we can use every bit of it. But her answer doesn’t tell me why she challenged Anna Ahriman to a match in typical WFWF sh*t show fashion.
Yet you attacked Anna and then challenged her to a match. Why?
I did it for you. It was obvious she was calling you out with her “lackey” comment. She wants a match with you. She knows if she beats you then she is in line for a shot at the Golden Opportunity.
That’s generous. I don’t know that Lila thinks I’m worthy of a third shot at the Golden Opportunity.
I meant it when I told Lila I won’t say what I think I deserve. It is up to Lila to decide if I’m worthy of another shot at the Golden Opportunity.
If I say it another thousand times maybe I’ll believe it. And maybe Trace will hit me in the head so hard that I forget I made Ante tap out.
Stop with the false humility. Everyone knows you are right up there with Bison and Jette as a contender. Anna knows it too. That’s why she baited you.
Then let her bait me. I’m a big boy. I can handle a slap to the face from a little girl.
Sure, but can you handle whatever else she has?
Ouch! Strange thing for my manager and friend to say. Does she doubt I have what it takes?
Sounds like you think I can’t.
I’m not sure. Nobody is. Anna Ahriman is still an unknown quantity. She’s had what, two matches in her ENTIRE wrestling career?
That sounds about right.
I had to challenge her for you. Now you have three matches to study instead of two. And you have me to tell you exactly how fast she is, how strong, how she moves in the ring, etc. I did it so I could help you beat her when you two do meet in the ring.
That’s a little better. It’s not my abilities she doubts. It’s Anna’s abilities she is unsure of. Daphne had my best interests in mind. I just wish I could agree with her methods.
And to hell with the revolution? To hell with doing things the right way?
Look, I believe in the same values you do and want the WFWF to change too but for any of that to happen you have to win more than you have been. So I’m sorry, but yeah, I played the game by their rules to help you in your match with Anna. Can you forgive me?
Please don’t hit me with the… damn, too late… Daphne turns on the puppy dog eyes. I’m toast. With a single look, Daphne manipulates me in a way that a thousand words from Trace Demon coudn’t.
When you put it that way… of course I do. But please don’t make a habit of it. Nobody will join a revolution led by a hypocrite.
I am sorry Frank. I did what I thought was best for you.
Thanks. Just remember: its better to lose with dignity than win without.
Although it would be best to win with dignity. That’s the dream in a nutshell.
Even in a street fight?
F*ck no. There is no dignity in a street fight, just a victor and a victim. If Trace ends up on the floor in front of you, feel free to kick him in the balls.
Count on it. Stupid maricón could use a lesson in respecting women.
Perhaps Daphne is a little too enthusiastic but I can’t blame her. There is a part of me that is looking forward to the street fight too.
But I can’t forget that the street fight is one battle in a much larger war and winning the war is paramount. Something I said to Daphne resonates in me.
Losing with dignity is better than winning without.
That should be my message to everyone. It could be the catchphrase that converts people to the cause.
How do I spread the message?
I think its time I put the people at Josh’s agency to work. They’re making money off me. Let them earn it.
Montreal : June 11, 2017 : Foundation
Here we go again. Is it Demon vs Lynn 2.5 or 3? Semantics. Doesn’t matter. We get another chance to dance at Foundation. I get another chance to remove the cancer that eats away at the very core of the WFWF.
The old saying that familiarity breeds contempt is certainly true in this case. The more I learn about Trace Demon, the more I have to deal with him in the ring, the more I find him a contemptible piece of human trash.
There’s a lot to dislike, that’s for damn sure.
Trace is a rule breaking scumbag. That is an undeniable fact. He has no reservations about using foreign objects like handcuffs or a championship belt. He has no reservations about attacking people not involved in the match like security guards or fans. He relishes beating people in the most embarrassing way possible. Basically, he has no reservations about doing anything if he thinks it will help him win.
Why should he? He could do anything while he was owner. And now he has his iron clad contract with all kinds of mystery perks known only to him and the anonymous owner. In Lila’s own words, he is untouchable.
Familiarity also breeds… well… familiarity. If there is one WFWF wrestler I feel I’ve learned the most about in the past year, it is Trace Demon.
For all his talk about being the best and wanting to win titles, the truth is Trace is driven by something much more basic. He has this middle child mentality that makes him need to be the center of attention. The spotlight always has to be shining on Trace Demon. When it isn’t, he will throw a tantrum.
He’s the pro wrestling version of Jan Brady running around the house crying “Marcia! Marcia! Marcia!”
That’s why he couldn’t let Joshua Dean hold on to the title in Vegas. He didn’t give Drakz an immediate rematch out of friendship. He has no idea what friendship even is. He did it because he could and in doing so it put the spotlight on him for a few moments until Drakz took it back. A pyrrhic victory at best for Trace Demon that only reminded him of what he was missing.
That’s why he spent all of 2016 manipulating situations so he was always right there nipping at Drakz’ heels. As long as Drakz held the title, Trace had to share the spotlight and he did not like that. Did you see what he did when he lost his shot to become World Heavyweight Champion at SuperBrawl? After he got eliminated, he literally lost his sh*t and threw the most epic tantrum of all time.
That’s why he arranged the Supreme Gauntlet so that he was in a group with a rival he was confident he could beat and three non-factors (I’m looking at you little miss take your ball and go home Anna Ahriman). Unfortunately for him, Joe Bishop turned out to be more than he could handle. He had to watch Joe Bishop claim the prize and the spotlight, making a pathetic argument that Joe’s success was somehow due to Trace Demon’s teachings and influence. Nobody bought it so Trace was pushed to the side yet again.
Trace Demon is a spoiled child desperate for attention. He shows up to interfere in matches he isn’t a part of, stealing the moment of victory away from others and putting it on him. He pulls crazy stunts during matches so that even when Brennan gets the pin, it is Demon who gets the credit. It’s not working though as nobody wants to see Bishop vs Demon yet again. They all want to see the inevitable Bishop vs Brennan rematch.
Always chasing the spotlight and coming up a little short. Always throwing bigger and badder tantrums that show just how desperate he has become. Poor little junkie jonesing for a fix that he can’t get.
Whatever Trace Demon once was, he is a shadow of it now. A mere shell of the former champion who can't accept that his time may be coming to an end.
He can rant about all the Saviors, Konspiracies, and Epochs he has built and/or destroyed while winning championships and creating his Hall of Fame legacy. He can go on about being a ten year veteran and all the wisdom that he has gained along the way. He can try to play mind games telling me that Joe will turn on me as soon he sees me as a threat or I will turn on Joe as soon as an opportunity to take his title presents itself.
All I hear is white noise covering up for an over the hill wrestler whose best days are behind him and he doesn’t know how to accept it.
Trace Demon is living in the past.
I am the present and the future.
Trace Demon stands in the way of the revolution. I have to remove him from the WFWF or else the revolution stalls, quite possibly fails entirely.
I should thank Lila for making this a street fight. I won’t because she is doing it for the wrong reasons but she has done me a favor. Maybe she can’t touch Trace but thanks to her I can. I’m not an amoral piece of crap like Trace, so she gave me the green light to do what needs to be done.
I’m coming to punish Trace Demon. He won’t know what hit him.
Let me tell you exactly how it will happen.
First, I will make Trace Demon work.
I may not have the pedigree of a winner, champion, and hall of famer but I do have a reputation as someone you cannot take lightly. Trace will have to be at his absolute best because I will push him to his limits just like I push every opponent I face. I showed him a small fraction of what I am capable of in the tag match. Wait ’til I show him the full force of Furious Frank in a street fight. Ask Mike Jette. He’ll tell you. Just because I choose not to use tables, ladders, and chairs doesn’t mean I don’t know how.
Second, I will make Trace Demon cry.
No matter how hard he hits me, no matter what weapons he uses, no matter what dirty tactics he tries… I will not stay down. I will be right back in his face over and over until he has no choice. He will get frustrated and break down. He will cry like a baby when he finds out he cannot get his way against me.
Third, I will make Trace Demon quit.
That’s right. Once he realizes I will not be beaten and he runs out of dirty tricks, he will be right where I want him. I will find a new gear and run over him. I will do whatever vile, repulsive acts that are necessary and completely acceptable in a street fight to bring Trace to his knees begging for mercy. Then I’ll slap on the Dasochoku and make him tap out.
I am not afraid of Trace Demon. I know what he can do. I know that I can do better.
At Foundation, I’m going to take Old Yeller behind the barn and put him out of his misery.
Glass Houses
featuring Frank Lynn
Boston : June 1, 2017
The Climb wasn’t a great day for me but the days leading up to it were even worse. I knew I would need thick skin to get on with my chosen mission. I didn’t think it would have to be quite this thick though.
Fool.
Coattail rider.
Lackey.
Erroneous opinions expressed by people who are completely missing the f*cking point.
I’ve spent the last year trying to find myself and my role in the WFWF. It wasn’t an easy road and there were numerous potholes.
Brennan was right in pointing out how inconsistent I have been. I’m not talking about my wins and losses. I’m talking about my attitude and behavior both in and out of the ring.
I didn’t come to the WFWF as a life long fan of professional wrestling nor did I spend years and years paying my dues in the minor leagues before getting my break in the WFWF.
I arrived in the WFWF a ten year veteran of combat sports like amateur wrestling and mixed martial arts with minimal experience in professional wrestling. It is a different beast entirely and I was tested every time out.
I took a crash course in how to be a professional wrestler which resulted in such low moments as the Thunderbirds’ infamous “match” against my Drakz and Joshua Dean imposters.
Hindsight being 20/20, there is no doubt that wasn’t the way to get noticed. It was my first test in the WFWF and I got a failing grade. That doesn’t make me a fool though; it makes me a student who needed to hit the books a little harder.
Still trying to find my way, I emulated top stars and tried to manipulate matches with underhanded tactics. It worked for a while against other rookies like LeeRoy Jenkins and Big McLargehuge but that success was short-lived as shown when I ran into a veteran like Ante Whitner at SuperBrawl. Another test that resulted in a failing grade.
I had many lessons to learn.
The most important lesson I’ve only recently learned is: I couldn’t succeed trying to be the next Drakz or Trace Demon or David Brennan or Joe Bishop or… well, you get the idea.
I had to be the first Frank Lynn.
That meant returning to my roots as a veteran of combat sports where pure competition decides winners and losers. So I joined Joe Bishop’s revolution.
And now I’m a lackey and coattail rider who foolishly thinks he is better than everybody else?
How can so many people be so wrong? Are they not paying attention? Should I speak more slowly and use monosyllabic words?
My allegiance isn’t to Joe Bishop. My allegiance is to the revolution. I would have allied with anyone who shared my beliefs that the WFWF can and should be a better place than it is now. It just happened to be Joe Bishop. And Joe just happened to get on the roll of a lifetime culminating in him winning the World Heavyweight Championship.
I am neither a lackey nor a coattail rider. I am a comrade in arms in the fight for a better WFWF. I don’t want Joe to win my matches for me any more than Joe wants me to win his matches for him.
We stand alone together, if that makes sense.
I find it ironic that one of the people calling me out is a girl barely out of high school who virtually admitted to using her name to get what she wants. Whose riding coattails now little miss Anna? Be warned, the only thing being an Ahriman entitles you to is getting skewered by your own weapon over and over until you retire a cripple. Keep on bringing a kendo stick to the ring. I doubt you will even make it to Pacific Rim for our date.
But I digress. There will be plenty of time later to talk about Anna Ahriman. There is a much bigger fish to fry today.
Trace Demon, King of the Sh*t Show.
It took some super sized balls to walk into my house and try your mind games on me before The Climb.
They didn’t work, did they?
I showed up and brought the fight to you. Neither you nor Brennan could take me out until you reached into your bag of dirty tricks.
You shouldn’t be surprised. Ante tried playing the same card. Brennan too.
Honestly, I’m disappointed that the great Trace Demon couldn’t come up with something more original.
Hey kid, listen to the sage advice of a veteran. You’re not ready. You’re not good enough. The best thing you can do is not show up. Walk away while you still can.
I hope you’ve realized that Frank Lynn isn’t going away. When my music plays, I will march down to the ring. It doesn’t matter who Lila puts in my way.
I show up.
I fight.
Its what I do.
And I’m getting good at it.
It doesn’t even matter that our match is a street fight. You might assume I am offended by the very concept as it runs against everything the revolution stands for.
Not true.
Yes, I’m working towards a WFWF where we don’t have street fights and other over the top ultra-violent spectacles but of all the nontraditional matches the WFWF has thrown me in, this one has some appeal to it.
The match is still a one on one test of skills but done under slightly different rules - in this case no rules.
Trace has consistently shown that he doesn’t give a sh*t about traditional rules and he turns every match into a street fight. He gains no advantage from the match officially having no rules.
My moral compass isn’t broken like Trace’s so I do have a problem breaking the rules. When Lila made this match a street fight she took the gloves off. I can go into that ring and do whatever violent acts I want to Trace. No sleepless nights due to guilt. No hypocrisy to damage my credibility.
One day the WFWF will be a home for pure athletic competition but Foundation is not that day.
In every revolution a little blood must be shed. I have no problems whatsoever shedding Trace Demon’s blood.
I will show up at Foundation ready and willing to do whatever it takes to beat you down.
Maybe you’re the one who should stay home.
Boston : June 5, 2017
I’ve been using the wrong word to describe the revolution. I’ve called it a reformation of the WFWF. Fact is, Joe and I do not want to change the rules. The rules that already exist are fine. Its just that over the years everyone from Kyzer to Schneider to Demon to Drakz have crossed the line so many times that the line has completely disappeared. The rules don’t matter anymore.
Thats why the main event at The Climb ended with me handcuffed to a fan while Trace attacked Joe with his own championship belt. Trace doesn’t have to fear repercussions because there are none.
What Joe and I want is a return to a WFWF where the rules are followed by everyone and rule breakers are punished for their actions.
We want people to hit the brakes when they see a yellow light instead of hitting the gas.
So the revolution isn’t a reformation, it is a restoration. We want to take the WFWF back to its roots.
Its unfortunate that other wrestlers are too wrapped up in their own egos to see it that way. Each one is blinded by their own personal agenda of winning a title or getting revenge for some perceived slight no matter what the cost to themselves or the sport in general. They can’t see the forest through the trees.
Management is no better as they aren’t concerned at all about the quality of competition nor the health and safety of the wrestlers. They only care about making money and if the soap opera shenanigans fill their bank accounts then they won’t change anything.
There is a third major force that can influence the WFWF. If the suits and the wrestlers won’t make a difference then I have to turn to the fans.
Fans like Kevin Jansen.
Thanks again for the trip, Mr. Lynn. This is so cool.
You can call me Frank. You earned that much after being handcuffed to me. That couldn’t have been much fun for you.
Kevin was the ?lucky? fan Trace Demon chose to handcuff me to so that he and David Brennan could double team Joe Bishop. Points to Trace for using a fan as a foreign object. That’s a new low even for him.
I was handcuffed to Kevin for at least ten minutes while security tried to free us. Ten of the most embarrassing minutes of my life as I stood there like an idiot while Kevin mugged for photos, wrapping his arm around me like we were best friends and holding up Joe’s title belt like he was the champ. I’m somewhat offended that security was more concerned with returning the belt to Joe than getting the damn handcuffs off of me and Kevin.
To say Kevin made the most of the moment is an understatement. To say I wanted it to end as quickly as possible is an even bigger understatement.
I invited Kevin to Legacy for the day to make up for any injuries or embarrassment he suffered at The Climb. At least that’s what the press release said. Truth is, I wanted to talk to him, to get to know the mind of an average WFWF fan just a little bit better.
Sh*t dude, it was freakin’ awesome.
You enjoyed it? Really?
Damn right I did! I was this freakin’ close to Trace Demon.
Kevin holds his thumb and forefinger a half inch apart.
No. F*cking. Way. The main event of the show was turned into a travesty and all this guy cares about is that he was close to Trace Demon? Please let that be a Canadian thing, you know, brain damage from too many pickup hockey games at the local ice rink.
If the average WFWF fan feels the same way then I have a problem. Seriously, if the fans care more about the spectacle than they do about the integrity of the match then the revolution is well and truly f*cked.
I guess every cloud does have a silver lining.
Sure does, eh. People been buying me drinks everywhere I go. I’m famous!
Yeah, this is going nowhere fast. Kevin is too star struck and wrapped up in his own all too brief fifteen minutes of fame to offer me any useful insights. What a huge waste of my time.
I make a subtle hand gesture towards Sarah, a signal that she should swoop in and take Kevin off my hands.
Okay then. I have to get back to my training now but Sarah will make sure you get the full tour including some time in the ring with the Legacy wrestlers.
This is gonna’ be great. Best day ever!
She’ll also make sure you get front row seats for the show tonight with V.I.P. access after the show. I hope you enjoy Legacy’s brand of good clean technical matches. None of the crap you see in the WFWF.
Ain’t nothin’ wrong with the WFWF. Maybe if you’d pick up a chair you wouldn’t lose so much, eh.
The moron actually slaps me on the shoulder and laughs as if we are two long time drinking buddies and he just got one over on me.
Sarah grabs his arm, sensing his impending doom as I am on the verge of slapping the dasochoku on him. Sarah’s voice fades as she escorts Kevin away from me as fast as possible before he gets to be this freakin’ close to furious Frank Lynn.
Come along Mr. Jansen. We have a full day planned for you. Over here we have our…
Christ, that was both infuriating and depressing. The fans, at least some of them, actually want outrageous villains like Trace Demon doing whatever the hell they want.
Maybe if you’d pick up a chair…
At least one fan is excited for the street fight between Trace and I even though it’s not real wrestling. It’s barroom brawling. There is no place for it in a serious combat sports promotion, the kind of company the WFWF needs to become.
So how do I convince a Kevin Jansen of that? How do I connect with the WFWF fans the way Joe Bishop did when he pinned Brennan at Ultimate Supremacy? How do I recruit an army of revolutionaries to force the WFWF to change?
I don’t know. I’m fresh out of ideas.
I do know one thing. I can’t do it if both Daphne and I act the way we did at The Climb.
Yes, it was Trace Demon who used the handcuffs, assaulted a security guard, and attacked Joe with his World Heavyweight Championship belt.
But I gave him the opportunity when I took our fight into the crowd in the first place.
I was right to get him off Joe when he wasn’t the legal man. Somebody had to step in since the ref wasn’t doing anything. I was wrong to keep on fighting all the way into the crowd.
I sank to his level.
That bothers me.
What Daphne did earlier in the show bothers me even more.
What was she thinking? She betrayed everything the revolution stands for when she came to the ring and challenged Anna Ahriman to an impromptu match.
So what if Anna sucker punched me? I wasn’t hurt and I wasn’t going to retaliate. The whole point of the revolution is that we do our fighting between the bells in booked matches.
I’ve been avoiding Daphne. I count on her as being my most trusted friend and ally. I would be heartbroken to find out that she doesn’t really believe in the revolution.
I see her running on the treadmill and hop on the one next to her.
We need to talk.
Daphne looks at me and nods, removing her ear buds without missing a step. I can tell she has been waiting for this conversation.
What you did at the Climb.
Yeah, what I did at the Climb.
Okay, we have correctly identified the elephant in the room. No turning back now.
Coming to the ring, challenging Anna like that. Why?
I had to because you wouldn’t.
Of course not. It’s not the right way to do things. I thought you understood that.
I do. I knew you wouldn’t like it but I had to challenge her anyway.
She’s tap dancing around answering me. I hate that. If she won’t get to the point then I’ll have to drag it out of her.
What was it then? Did you change your mind about a tryout match?
Hell no. I still have no desire to put my career on the line against the likes of a Trace Demon or Phillip Schneider.
So nothing has changed. Daphne is a part of the revolution in mind but not body. Moral support is still support and we can use every bit of it. But her answer doesn’t tell me why she challenged Anna Ahriman to a match in typical WFWF sh*t show fashion.
Yet you attacked Anna and then challenged her to a match. Why?
I did it for you. It was obvious she was calling you out with her “lackey” comment. She wants a match with you. She knows if she beats you then she is in line for a shot at the Golden Opportunity.
That’s generous. I don’t know that Lila thinks I’m worthy of a third shot at the Golden Opportunity.
I meant it when I told Lila I won’t say what I think I deserve. It is up to Lila to decide if I’m worthy of another shot at the Golden Opportunity.
If I say it another thousand times maybe I’ll believe it. And maybe Trace will hit me in the head so hard that I forget I made Ante tap out.
Stop with the false humility. Everyone knows you are right up there with Bison and Jette as a contender. Anna knows it too. That’s why she baited you.
Then let her bait me. I’m a big boy. I can handle a slap to the face from a little girl.
Sure, but can you handle whatever else she has?
Ouch! Strange thing for my manager and friend to say. Does she doubt I have what it takes?
Sounds like you think I can’t.
I’m not sure. Nobody is. Anna Ahriman is still an unknown quantity. She’s had what, two matches in her ENTIRE wrestling career?
That sounds about right.
I had to challenge her for you. Now you have three matches to study instead of two. And you have me to tell you exactly how fast she is, how strong, how she moves in the ring, etc. I did it so I could help you beat her when you two do meet in the ring.
That’s a little better. It’s not my abilities she doubts. It’s Anna’s abilities she is unsure of. Daphne had my best interests in mind. I just wish I could agree with her methods.
And to hell with the revolution? To hell with doing things the right way?
Look, I believe in the same values you do and want the WFWF to change too but for any of that to happen you have to win more than you have been. So I’m sorry, but yeah, I played the game by their rules to help you in your match with Anna. Can you forgive me?
Please don’t hit me with the… damn, too late… Daphne turns on the puppy dog eyes. I’m toast. With a single look, Daphne manipulates me in a way that a thousand words from Trace Demon coudn’t.
When you put it that way… of course I do. But please don’t make a habit of it. Nobody will join a revolution led by a hypocrite.
I am sorry Frank. I did what I thought was best for you.
Thanks. Just remember: its better to lose with dignity than win without.
Although it would be best to win with dignity. That’s the dream in a nutshell.
Even in a street fight?
F*ck no. There is no dignity in a street fight, just a victor and a victim. If Trace ends up on the floor in front of you, feel free to kick him in the balls.
Count on it. Stupid maricón could use a lesson in respecting women.
Perhaps Daphne is a little too enthusiastic but I can’t blame her. There is a part of me that is looking forward to the street fight too.
But I can’t forget that the street fight is one battle in a much larger war and winning the war is paramount. Something I said to Daphne resonates in me.
Losing with dignity is better than winning without.
That should be my message to everyone. It could be the catchphrase that converts people to the cause.
How do I spread the message?
I think its time I put the people at Josh’s agency to work. They’re making money off me. Let them earn it.
Montreal : June 11, 2017 : Foundation
Here we go again. Is it Demon vs Lynn 2.5 or 3? Semantics. Doesn’t matter. We get another chance to dance at Foundation. I get another chance to remove the cancer that eats away at the very core of the WFWF.
The old saying that familiarity breeds contempt is certainly true in this case. The more I learn about Trace Demon, the more I have to deal with him in the ring, the more I find him a contemptible piece of human trash.
There’s a lot to dislike, that’s for damn sure.
Trace is a rule breaking scumbag. That is an undeniable fact. He has no reservations about using foreign objects like handcuffs or a championship belt. He has no reservations about attacking people not involved in the match like security guards or fans. He relishes beating people in the most embarrassing way possible. Basically, he has no reservations about doing anything if he thinks it will help him win.
Why should he? He could do anything while he was owner. And now he has his iron clad contract with all kinds of mystery perks known only to him and the anonymous owner. In Lila’s own words, he is untouchable.
Familiarity also breeds… well… familiarity. If there is one WFWF wrestler I feel I’ve learned the most about in the past year, it is Trace Demon.
For all his talk about being the best and wanting to win titles, the truth is Trace is driven by something much more basic. He has this middle child mentality that makes him need to be the center of attention. The spotlight always has to be shining on Trace Demon. When it isn’t, he will throw a tantrum.
He’s the pro wrestling version of Jan Brady running around the house crying “Marcia! Marcia! Marcia!”
That’s why he couldn’t let Joshua Dean hold on to the title in Vegas. He didn’t give Drakz an immediate rematch out of friendship. He has no idea what friendship even is. He did it because he could and in doing so it put the spotlight on him for a few moments until Drakz took it back. A pyrrhic victory at best for Trace Demon that only reminded him of what he was missing.
That’s why he spent all of 2016 manipulating situations so he was always right there nipping at Drakz’ heels. As long as Drakz held the title, Trace had to share the spotlight and he did not like that. Did you see what he did when he lost his shot to become World Heavyweight Champion at SuperBrawl? After he got eliminated, he literally lost his sh*t and threw the most epic tantrum of all time.
That’s why he arranged the Supreme Gauntlet so that he was in a group with a rival he was confident he could beat and three non-factors (I’m looking at you little miss take your ball and go home Anna Ahriman). Unfortunately for him, Joe Bishop turned out to be more than he could handle. He had to watch Joe Bishop claim the prize and the spotlight, making a pathetic argument that Joe’s success was somehow due to Trace Demon’s teachings and influence. Nobody bought it so Trace was pushed to the side yet again.
Trace Demon is a spoiled child desperate for attention. He shows up to interfere in matches he isn’t a part of, stealing the moment of victory away from others and putting it on him. He pulls crazy stunts during matches so that even when Brennan gets the pin, it is Demon who gets the credit. It’s not working though as nobody wants to see Bishop vs Demon yet again. They all want to see the inevitable Bishop vs Brennan rematch.
Always chasing the spotlight and coming up a little short. Always throwing bigger and badder tantrums that show just how desperate he has become. Poor little junkie jonesing for a fix that he can’t get.
Whatever Trace Demon once was, he is a shadow of it now. A mere shell of the former champion who can't accept that his time may be coming to an end.
He can rant about all the Saviors, Konspiracies, and Epochs he has built and/or destroyed while winning championships and creating his Hall of Fame legacy. He can go on about being a ten year veteran and all the wisdom that he has gained along the way. He can try to play mind games telling me that Joe will turn on me as soon he sees me as a threat or I will turn on Joe as soon as an opportunity to take his title presents itself.
All I hear is white noise covering up for an over the hill wrestler whose best days are behind him and he doesn’t know how to accept it.
Trace Demon is living in the past.
I am the present and the future.
Trace Demon stands in the way of the revolution. I have to remove him from the WFWF or else the revolution stalls, quite possibly fails entirely.
I should thank Lila for making this a street fight. I won’t because she is doing it for the wrong reasons but she has done me a favor. Maybe she can’t touch Trace but thanks to her I can. I’m not an amoral piece of crap like Trace, so she gave me the green light to do what needs to be done.
I’m coming to punish Trace Demon. He won’t know what hit him.
Let me tell you exactly how it will happen.
First, I will make Trace Demon work.
I may not have the pedigree of a winner, champion, and hall of famer but I do have a reputation as someone you cannot take lightly. Trace will have to be at his absolute best because I will push him to his limits just like I push every opponent I face. I showed him a small fraction of what I am capable of in the tag match. Wait ’til I show him the full force of Furious Frank in a street fight. Ask Mike Jette. He’ll tell you. Just because I choose not to use tables, ladders, and chairs doesn’t mean I don’t know how.
Second, I will make Trace Demon cry.
No matter how hard he hits me, no matter what weapons he uses, no matter what dirty tactics he tries… I will not stay down. I will be right back in his face over and over until he has no choice. He will get frustrated and break down. He will cry like a baby when he finds out he cannot get his way against me.
Third, I will make Trace Demon quit.
That’s right. Once he realizes I will not be beaten and he runs out of dirty tricks, he will be right where I want him. I will find a new gear and run over him. I will do whatever vile, repulsive acts that are necessary and completely acceptable in a street fight to bring Trace to his knees begging for mercy. Then I’ll slap on the Dasochoku and make him tap out.
I am not afraid of Trace Demon. I know what he can do. I know that I can do better.
At Foundation, I’m going to take Old Yeller behind the barn and put him out of his misery.
