Post by trey on Jan 1, 2006 21:08:26 GMT -5
“Mystery, huh? So that’s my future opponent in my very first ever match here in the Extreme Wrestling Alliance, a mystery? Please. Fuck mysteries, and fuck this certain ‘mystery’ for that matter. I know damn well exactly who this supposed ‘mystery’ individual is, so we don’t have to sugarcoat their confidential existence by referring to them as a ‘mystery’.”
Those were Trey King’s very first thoughts after viewing the upcoming card for the future EWA event which happened to be entitled Mayhem. He was up against an unknown individual, but by the looks of it he knew damn well who we’d be facing.
“Incase everyone else isn’t sure of this certain ‘mystery’ stars existence, then let me be the first to enlighten you. Now, don’t get all shocked and enthralled with glee when you hear this certain persons name mentioned, because in reality he isn’t as good as everyone makes him out to be.”
Leave it up to Trey to downgrade another individual who is looked upon as a role model type figure. Well, maybe not a role model, but at least someone who is looked at as a talented wrestling star.
“Okay, let’s not beat around the bush here. The little fucking faggot that I’m supposed to be going up against is none other than Justin Voss. That’s right, ‘mystery’ is none other than the current Championship Wrestling Alliance Undisputed Champion himself. I’m assuming that you all do know what the CWA is, right? You know, it’s that wrestling federation based in England? Well, if you don’t know about it, I wouldn’t doubt it since I can’t imagine a company getting popular anywhere else besides England that has a chump like Justin Voss being it’s front man. Now if I were in that shit hole called the CWA and I was the main attraction they had to offer, then that company would be the single most popular wrestling company in the entire world. Nevertheless, the CWA hasn’t acquired my legendary status, and thus they are forced to succumb to having the likes of Justin Voss be the face of their company. The EWA, however, has the opportunity to have me as their front man. Once I prove that I am the best damn wrestler in this company, I will then proceed to single handedly carry it to the top tier of the wrestling world ladder and make the EWA the absolute biggest wrestling federation to ever grace our history books.”
Cocky, arrogant Trey strikes again. Ever met a guy as egotistical as he is in your lifetime? No? Didn’t think so, and that’s because - to put it simply - there isn’t anyone as egotistical as he is.
“Justin Voss, I really could care less if you’re the current reigning Undisputed Champion of another wrestling company or not. Hell, I wouldn’t even care if you were in fact the King of England. The fact of the matter is that I will beat you at Mayhem, advance in this Xtreme Title tournament, and prove that I am indeed the sensational athlete that everyone will come to realize me as. Champion or not Voss, you’ll always be a chump in my book. And the fact that you had to leave the United States and go on over to wrestle in England just to finally win a championship belt doesn’t help your cause any. Once Mayhem is done and over with Voss, and you’ve been humiliated by a younger, more superior, and overall greater wrestler than yourself, you can take your ass back on over to England to redeem yourself by beating up on the pathetic, joke for a wrestlers that they have to offer. If beating up on guys you know for a fact that don’t stand a chance winning a wrestling match makes you feel any better Voss, then keep doing it. If winning their joke for championship belts suits your desire as well, then remain doing that as well. However, don’t be surprised to be smacked back to reality once you return back to the United States just like I’ll be smacking you back to reality next Monday.”
Whether his words are truthful or not, you must admit that Trey does talk a game. Now it’s only a matter of whether or not he can back up his claims and accusations by doing exactly what he has said he will do.
“Once I beat you Voss, I will not only prove that the only place you can cut it in the wrestling business is by going over to England and beating up their sad, pathetic excuses for wrestlers, but I will also advance in some sort of tournament that has been created, an Xtreme Title tournament to be exact. You know, I really could care less about winning the Xtreme Title, but since it’s the only title around here in the EWA that’s currently up for grabs, then I might as well acquire it. There isn’t any doubt in my mind that I won’t be able to breeze through this tournament and acquire my first piece of championship gold here in the EWA. I mean, for one all of the participants in this thing are a bunch of no good jobbers. And two, I thought I was dangerous in just a straight up singles one on one match… but now that I think about it, if you allow the use of weapons, and you put something like a steel chair in my hands, then I’m even more dangerous. Just all the more reasoning behind how nobody will be able to overcome the superiority that is Trey King.”
Trey pauses, regaining his breath, but it’s not long before he continues on again, letting his arrogance show through his words.
“Voss, do yourself a favor and run along back to England before you embarrass yourself in front of the rest of the world. Then again, you won’t be the one actually embarrassing yourself, it’ll be me doing that honor, but nevertheless you’ll be embarrassed and humiliated either way. I wonder if the England fans, and that shit hole company you compete in over there, will accept the fact that their hero tried coming over to the United States to make a name for himself, and instead got his ass handed to him in his first match by a younger, much more talented, much smarter, and much better looking individual rising star? Who cares, really. It was Voss’ idea to come over here and try and take on one of the greatest single wrestlers to ever step foot into a wrestling ring - that being me - and if he is taking the risk of sabotaging his career then so be it; it’s his decision. Don’t feel bad when your currently ‘perfect’ world suddenly gets flipped upside down, Voss, and everything that you had and all of the fans and support you earned throughout the years suddenly wash away after you are severely beaten by yours truly. I’m warning you Voss, I’m not going to pity you or your soon to be nonexistent idol-like wrestling career when I’m in that ring with you. In fact, I’m looking forward to beating and degrading you, and I’ll enjoy every single second of it as I’m doing it.”
It’s only a week away until we can finally tell whether or not everything Trey King has just said is either a big lie, or is actually the dead truth. He can certainly talk the talk, he’s definitely proved that, but now it’s time for him to prove whether or not he can walk the walk.
Those were Trey King’s very first thoughts after viewing the upcoming card for the future EWA event which happened to be entitled Mayhem. He was up against an unknown individual, but by the looks of it he knew damn well who we’d be facing.
“Incase everyone else isn’t sure of this certain ‘mystery’ stars existence, then let me be the first to enlighten you. Now, don’t get all shocked and enthralled with glee when you hear this certain persons name mentioned, because in reality he isn’t as good as everyone makes him out to be.”
Leave it up to Trey to downgrade another individual who is looked upon as a role model type figure. Well, maybe not a role model, but at least someone who is looked at as a talented wrestling star.
“Okay, let’s not beat around the bush here. The little fucking faggot that I’m supposed to be going up against is none other than Justin Voss. That’s right, ‘mystery’ is none other than the current Championship Wrestling Alliance Undisputed Champion himself. I’m assuming that you all do know what the CWA is, right? You know, it’s that wrestling federation based in England? Well, if you don’t know about it, I wouldn’t doubt it since I can’t imagine a company getting popular anywhere else besides England that has a chump like Justin Voss being it’s front man. Now if I were in that shit hole called the CWA and I was the main attraction they had to offer, then that company would be the single most popular wrestling company in the entire world. Nevertheless, the CWA hasn’t acquired my legendary status, and thus they are forced to succumb to having the likes of Justin Voss be the face of their company. The EWA, however, has the opportunity to have me as their front man. Once I prove that I am the best damn wrestler in this company, I will then proceed to single handedly carry it to the top tier of the wrestling world ladder and make the EWA the absolute biggest wrestling federation to ever grace our history books.”
Cocky, arrogant Trey strikes again. Ever met a guy as egotistical as he is in your lifetime? No? Didn’t think so, and that’s because - to put it simply - there isn’t anyone as egotistical as he is.
“Justin Voss, I really could care less if you’re the current reigning Undisputed Champion of another wrestling company or not. Hell, I wouldn’t even care if you were in fact the King of England. The fact of the matter is that I will beat you at Mayhem, advance in this Xtreme Title tournament, and prove that I am indeed the sensational athlete that everyone will come to realize me as. Champion or not Voss, you’ll always be a chump in my book. And the fact that you had to leave the United States and go on over to wrestle in England just to finally win a championship belt doesn’t help your cause any. Once Mayhem is done and over with Voss, and you’ve been humiliated by a younger, more superior, and overall greater wrestler than yourself, you can take your ass back on over to England to redeem yourself by beating up on the pathetic, joke for a wrestlers that they have to offer. If beating up on guys you know for a fact that don’t stand a chance winning a wrestling match makes you feel any better Voss, then keep doing it. If winning their joke for championship belts suits your desire as well, then remain doing that as well. However, don’t be surprised to be smacked back to reality once you return back to the United States just like I’ll be smacking you back to reality next Monday.”
Whether his words are truthful or not, you must admit that Trey does talk a game. Now it’s only a matter of whether or not he can back up his claims and accusations by doing exactly what he has said he will do.
“Once I beat you Voss, I will not only prove that the only place you can cut it in the wrestling business is by going over to England and beating up their sad, pathetic excuses for wrestlers, but I will also advance in some sort of tournament that has been created, an Xtreme Title tournament to be exact. You know, I really could care less about winning the Xtreme Title, but since it’s the only title around here in the EWA that’s currently up for grabs, then I might as well acquire it. There isn’t any doubt in my mind that I won’t be able to breeze through this tournament and acquire my first piece of championship gold here in the EWA. I mean, for one all of the participants in this thing are a bunch of no good jobbers. And two, I thought I was dangerous in just a straight up singles one on one match… but now that I think about it, if you allow the use of weapons, and you put something like a steel chair in my hands, then I’m even more dangerous. Just all the more reasoning behind how nobody will be able to overcome the superiority that is Trey King.”
Trey pauses, regaining his breath, but it’s not long before he continues on again, letting his arrogance show through his words.
“Voss, do yourself a favor and run along back to England before you embarrass yourself in front of the rest of the world. Then again, you won’t be the one actually embarrassing yourself, it’ll be me doing that honor, but nevertheless you’ll be embarrassed and humiliated either way. I wonder if the England fans, and that shit hole company you compete in over there, will accept the fact that their hero tried coming over to the United States to make a name for himself, and instead got his ass handed to him in his first match by a younger, much more talented, much smarter, and much better looking individual rising star? Who cares, really. It was Voss’ idea to come over here and try and take on one of the greatest single wrestlers to ever step foot into a wrestling ring - that being me - and if he is taking the risk of sabotaging his career then so be it; it’s his decision. Don’t feel bad when your currently ‘perfect’ world suddenly gets flipped upside down, Voss, and everything that you had and all of the fans and support you earned throughout the years suddenly wash away after you are severely beaten by yours truly. I’m warning you Voss, I’m not going to pity you or your soon to be nonexistent idol-like wrestling career when I’m in that ring with you. In fact, I’m looking forward to beating and degrading you, and I’ll enjoy every single second of it as I’m doing it.”
It’s only a week away until we can finally tell whether or not everything Trey King has just said is either a big lie, or is actually the dead truth. He can certainly talk the talk, he’s definitely proved that, but now it’s time for him to prove whether or not he can walk the walk.