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The Lesser
Topic Started: May 21 2015, 08:55 PM (68 Views)
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Another candid, up close, smartphone shot piece of footage comes on the screen and again the Undisputed Champion sits in a pensive state. He looks down and twists his wedding ring around his finger.

"In a lot of ways, Superbattle was the highlight of my life."

He stops and takes a deep breath.

"And Patrick is not content with letting me have that. He doesn't want to admit that I beat him: that I was his better. He keeps bringing up benign points like me exposing him for what he truly is and calling to it like a point of contention. He keeps calling on it like an excuse for his loss and not the fact that I made his as tap in the center of the ring despite everything. Despite putting me through a table. Despite the BSO Lockdown. Despite his tired bullshit I persevered and that's somehow controversial. And better yet: this motherfucker, despite all his chances; despite finally winning doesn't have the dignity to just let a man that earned the right to challenge me have his one-on-one just like Pat had against Graves. Just like I had against him. No, Patrick, being the selfish little shit he's always been is going to rain on that and now he's attacking my friends... well, acquaintances. He's beating on Ryan KICK Smith to prove some sort of strawman argument he's been going at since The Siege targeted him: that by humiliating and brutalizing the weak he's somehow not the piece of shit I've always said he was. It's funny, he'll go after Ryan, a friend of a friend: but he wouldn't dare take on the core of the Siege. He doesn't have the balls for that. He wouldn't dare try to take a swing at Kevin because he knows Kevin would swing right back and he would swing Pat's head off his fucking shoulders. He wouldn't dare take a swing at me, well, not alone: because last time he did I turned his mind, body, and soul into my Fleshlight. And he wouldn't lay a finger on Jenn and it has nothing to do with me beating him to death with a hammer or Kevin strangling him or Jedi giving him cement shoes and waiting for the tide: Jenn would slit his throat because my bitch is a bad bitch. But through some delusion of grandeur Patrick thinks his tantrums mean anything other than the plain facts."

Kenny holds up the Undisputed title and looks down upon on.

"Fact is boys, I'm a lot fucking smarter than you motherfuckers would want to give me credit for. And Alex LeBlanc can autofellate to his heart's desire but it doesn't change the fact that he didn't win Superbattle, same as Patrick didn't retain this title. I won, Pat lost, and Alex lost. And that leaves me with my old pal Razer who is getting a second shot in three months for this belt and he deserves it. More than that, he deserves it more than Patrick. He deserves it more than LeBlanc. I'll go on to say he deserves it more than me. And what he truly deserves is to settle our little rivalry one-on-one and that's where I come in as The Smartest Guy in Any Room, Pat. Because you thought that this made you a target: no, you made you a target. When we decided to target you, The Onslaught, we did so with the unique intention of destroying your reputation. No beat downs, no thuggery: just two sides presenting two arguments and popular opinion deciding the victor. I was told I was fucking stupid for that. This is the Onslaught: the beloved heroes of PRW. How could a smarmy fuck who's friends with a violent sociopath and sticks his dick in manipulative crazy manage to unseat the hero? It was surprisingly easy as we all see. T-shirt cannons, cleavage, and the plain fact that Patrick Slaughter is every bit the selfish prick I've always said he was was all it took. I did something Pat never had the balls to do himself: I turned him heel. But Pat, you're not a heel because I'm beloved: I'm far from it. You're a heel because you're a selfish cunt and butting into the main event is the latest and greatest example of that, Pat. You couldn't let Razer have his moment. You couldn't let us settle our rivalry. Nah, you had to stick your nose in our fucking business because you can't leave well enough alone. I won, you lost: get over it, you fucking baby."

For the first time, Kenny looks at the camera.

"Which is why I have a proposal for my dear old pal, Razer. You deserve your shot and we deserve to finish our story. And it has nothing to do with The Siege, it has nothing to do with the title: it's just you and me settling a score that we started last year called the Greenhorn Grand Prix and last I checked it was you and me in the finals. Last I checked, our chicks were blood rivals. Last I checked, it has nothing to do with Patrick Slaughter not being able to let go. He had his moment, there was confetti and shit; I remember. But that's not good enough so he needs to attach himself to our ship like a barnacle. He needs to stay relevant so he's calling in his rematch on something we earned and that is the Summerfest main event, Raz. So I'll make you a deal. Clash of the Titans is better anyways, let's say you and I settle our score there. Let's say we put it all on the line: Undisputed, Cyanide, GHGP finals. The whole shebang! But how? Raz, I'm a smart man. I know every loophole there is and I know the best loophole. Because what's settling a score without once teaming together to fight a greater evil? What's Britain without Russia to fight the Germans? Razer, I will go so far as to let you pin me if there's nothing left of Patrick so you can take the title to Clash and I can cash in my rematch on you for that main event: the true main event. The war to settle the score without the scavengers and the hangers on trying to stay fed and stay relevant. That means, Raz, one thing. That means you and I putting aside our differences: I'll leave Jenn in the back even. That means you and I beat the shit out of the guy who technically beat you a month ago. The guy who feels he's better than the winner of Superbattle: the guy who earned his spot rather than exploiting a technicality. The guy who wants to associate with our rivalry and get the rub from us. You and I take out Slaughter, you get the pin. Simple as that. Pat wins, we both lose and lose big. You lost your shot, I lost mine and Pat mocks all that we've built towards. I can't let that happen: and I won't let that happen. Which is why, Raz, I'll willingly let you have that moment of glory of walking out of Summerfest the champion because I'm a big picture kind of guy and I'm seeing something greater in Razer versus Shaw for everything ever: a lot more than Pat Slaughter wins... yay. It's your call and you can call my bluff but then what? You'll beat me and give me what I want anyways? You'll pin me and I'll get my rematch anyways at Clash? That's fine too. Razer, you might win: I don't even have to be involved. But to get that bigger picture, and I'm sure you're fine with this: Slaughter has to lose. We have the same goal. We have the same intention. Razer, we have the same enemy. I know I'm a lying manipulative fuck but damn if I'm not the most clever motherfucker on the planet. Because no matter how you look at it, Razer; you can't, and you won't lose."

Shaw gives the camera a wink and shuts it off: bringing this promo to a close.
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