Post by nathan on Jul 29, 2018 15:33:46 GMT -5
[][][][][][][][][][] SAN DIEGO COMIC CON [][][][][][][][][][]
Hey, sports fans. Jaime Reyes here. So, technology can be a dangerous mistress. I brought my GoPro with me to the San Diego Comic Con and recorded a lot of really cool stuff.
Unfortunately… my memory card was compromised and I didn’t realize it until I tried loading the footage on my computer at home a few days later.
All that hype for something really cool… and technology screwed me over. In place of that cool footage… enjoy this clip I stole ripped from YouTube of some word association at a cool Q&A panel I was part of that weekend.
[][][][][][][][][][] WORD ASSOCIATION [][][][][][][][][][]
Fan: Can we get some word association for your opponents at Back to Reality?
Jaime Reyes: Sure, shoot.
Fan: Twilight.
Jaime Reyes: Time lord.
Fan: Emerson Embry.
Jaime Reyes: Legend.
Fan: Andrew.
Jaime Reyes: I have no idea who that is.
Fan: Chris.
Jaime Reyes: I have no idea who that is.
Fan: Travis Deacon.
Jaime Reyes: I have no idea who that is.
Fan: Mr. Amazing.
Jaime Reyes: Misleading name… definitely not amazing…
Fan: Jamo.
Jaime Reyes: Annoooooooying.
Fan: Jackson Kent.
Jaime Reyes: Destroying the legacy of the Intercontinental Championship… one week at a time...
Fan: Robert Saints.
Jaime Reyes: Family guy… worthy adversary...
Fan: Jack Jones.
Jaime Reyes: Conquered the world ten times over.
Fan: Louis Cypher.
Jaime Reyes: Easily my biggest threat at Back to Reality.
[][][][][][][][][][] MEAT AND POTATOES [][][][][][][][][][]
Overall, SDCC was a great weekend… but all great things come to an end… like the championship reign of Louis Cypher.
This week… at Back to Reality… will be the end of his run as I walk out of the Barn Theatre in Southwick, England… as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion.
And now… without further delay… the meat and potatoes!
[][][][][][][][][][] ANDREW [][][][][][][][][][]
This is some sort of a joke, right? There’s no way there’s a dude walkin’ around here just called Andrew. Let me pop open Wikipedia right quick and find out a little something about this guy. Okay… he’s Australian, cool. Twenty-five years old. Young cat, okay. Former Intercontinental Champion… very good. Oh… former tag team partner of Jamo. I am far less interested in him already. Oh… yuck… he’s Jamo’s brother.
That just instantly brought his stock way down in my eyes. I see that Jamo trained Andrew… which means his chances of walking out of Back to Reality as Strike Fantasy Towers as World Heavyweight Champion have greatly decreased. I get that we can’t choose our family… but we CAN choose who trains us and brings us into the wild world of professional wrestling. Andrew, you made the wrong choice, man. Your brother is a joke, a hodgepodge of silly sayings… and an embarrassment to this business.
Until just now, I was not aware of your existence… so it should come as no surprise to you that I feel so strongly against your chances of success. If you’re anything like you’re brother, you might as well just eliminate yourself on Tuesday at Back to Reality. If you’re looking to step out of his doofy shadow and make something of yourself, come find me and we’ll do business. Make no mistake, man… I will eliminate you the first chance I get on Tuesday.
Nothing… and nobody… will keep me from being the top dog of this yard. I possess a bite that is just as strong as my bark… and you will find that out on Tuesday along with the heard of hopefuls. That’s truly how I see this. We’re all sheep… and the SFT Championship is the shepherd. We all see it and flow toward it. I look at myself as the black sheep, the least likely to make an impact in SFT. I’m the new guy, full of steam, full of dreams. Are you the man to crush those dreams, Andrew?
I look forward to the unknown.
I look forward to your unknown.
[][][][][][][][][][] CHRIS [][][][][][][][][][]
Okay, okay, okay. So there’s a guy called Andrew… AND a guy called Chris? This has got to be a joke. Uhhh… back to Wikipedia, I guess. Dude’s name is Chris… his nickname is Voodoo Monster. That’s eerie. I dig it. Australian, uh huh. Twenty-nine years old. Chris is a big fella. Yadda yadda yadda. And he’s a friend of… oh fudge… Jamo.
I just can’t shake this guy, can I?
My personal disinterest in all things Jamo just keep going. First, his brother, the one-name wonder. Now, some voodoo hoodoo guy called Chris. I see he came to SFT to team with Jamo and Andrew to form a team to hunt down the attackers who took out Jamo. If that isn’t some dreary young adult novel… I don’t know what is. So… this Chris guy is big… and friends with Jamo… which makes him less likely to win this battle royal at Back to Reality.
Gotcha.
I feel like a broken record here… but I don’t see any potential in this dude walking out as World Heavyweight Champion. His ties to Jamo will surely be his downfall. What I predict is that on Tuesday… he and Andrew both watch Jamo’s back… which results in them both being eliminated by Undeniable Jaime Reyes. I almost feel bad for guys like Chris. While Andrew cannot help having Jamo as a brother… Chris can surely help having that nutjob as a friend.
You made the wrong choice, Chris.
Let me help you correct that mistake this Tuesday. Shed your alliance with that walking gibberish machine and let me show you a different faith. Put your trust in me, Chris… and I will not lead you astray. You made the wrong choice by siding with Jamo… but it’s not too late, man. Tuesday… make a better choice… make the RIGHT choice…
I am the way.
That is undeniable.
[][][][][][][][][][] TRAVIS DEACON [][][][][][][][][][]
Finally… FINALLY… a man with two names. Travis Freakin’ Deacon Hall. Well… that’s kind of four names. I’m not sure what it says on his birth certificate… and I don’t really care. What I do care about is this man’s character. While I haven’t seen much from him since I came to SFT… I am intrigued by his potential in this battle royal on Tuesday. He’s a country boy with a good head on his shoulders. He calls Jackson Kent and Robert Saints his friends… and that’s cool.
I’ve got friends, too. Few of them are still in the wrestling business… but I’ve got friends. I guess you could say I’ve got friends in… low places. See what I did there? Travis is a country boy… and I quoted a country song. Anyway… whichever name you go by… I’m looking forward to the opportunity to go to battle with you, brother. You’ve got a lot of experience. With experience, comes knowledge. With knowledge, comes respect. It’s the circle of life.
I see you were Intercontinental Champion for about a month, late last year. In recent months, you’ve made less of an impact. If it’s a matter of people not taking you seriously because of your age… eff’ em. You’re only as old as you feel. If you feel like young ‘ne ready to take on the world… then by all means… take on the world. You’ve got a few years on me, but I can empathise. Before I left Japan, I was training guys who weren’t even born when I broke into this business. It’s a whole new, young world in this business.
Old war dogs like us need to stay in the fight for as long as our minds, bodies and souls allow it. If you truly feel like your time is up, allow me the honor of putting you out to pasture, Travis. But if you feel like you’ve got one good run left in ya… please… come at me on Tuesday and we’ll see just how hard you’re willing to fight to be the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion.
[][][][][][][][][][] MR. AMAZING [][][][][][][][][][]
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.
Your name is terribly misleading, Mr. Amazing. You’re a young cat… a tall cat… from Los Angeles, California. On paper… you LOOK amazing. In reality… you ain’t shiz, my dude. Let me be the man to bring you back to reality… this Tuesday… at Back to Reality. See what I did there? It’s a play on words. You’d know all about that, Mr. Amazing… if you said any words.
I’m not entirely sure you even know you’re booked this Tuesday. So, in reality, this message will fall on deaf ears. Not exactly deaf ears… but absent ears. I will give you the same benefit of the doubt as I give everyone on Tuesday. Rest assured that you will fall like all the others, so there won’t be anything amazing about your chances of victory at Back to Reality.
I see you were STW Elite Champion. That’s neat. I vaguely remember that was a championship during the rebranded days of SFT. In the grand scheme of things… that championship is worthless. The only thing that matters this week… right now… is the SFT World Heavyweight Championship. WIth nearly twenty years of history… THAT is the top prize in all of professional wrestling. Are you ready, willing and able to carry that around and BE amazing, Mr. Amazing?
Unless you pull off some sort of miracle… I don’t see anything amazing in your near future. You could surprise me though. I’m not perfect… nor am I unwilling to admit I was wrong. Prove me wrong on Tuesday, Mr. Amazing.
I dare ya.
I double dare ya.
I double dog dare ya.
I don’t know what order those go in, but that sounds serious.
BE amazing this week.
Please.
[][][][][][][][][][] JAMO [][][][][][][][][][]
Is this thing on? I want to make sure this messages gets out. I need to the world to understand that this is a shoot, brother. Ain’t no hands up this time. While I am typically all rainbows and unicorns… I want to be very clear that I don’t like Jamo. I don’t like anything about him. I don’t like his inconsistency in performances. I don’t like his stupid hair. I don’t like the stupid things that he says. His catchphrases make me want to vomit out of my earholes.
The world needs to understand that he is NOT a psycho monster… he is NOT a hardcore legend… he is NOT the master of nightmares. He’s just a whackjob spouting off a bunch of nonsensical words in hopes of distracting the world from the fact that he’s a complete moron. I know this isn’t the same sunshiney day Jaime Reyes that y’all are used to… and for that, I apologize. I just really want to get my message across that I do not approve of this man or anything he stands for.
This Tuesday… I will repeat history by defeating Jamo. No matter how many times he and I stand in the ring together… I will defeat him. That’s just a fact of life. I am as sure of eliminating him from this battle royal as I am confident that I will walk out as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. I refuse to waste anymore of my braincells trying to understand the braindead human turd called Jamo.
He’s not worth it.
[][][][][][][][][][] JACKSON KENT [][][][][][][][][][]
Big Jackson Kent… reigning Strike Fantasy Towers Intercontinental Champion. I admit that I have gone back and forth on how I feel about this man. My first impressions were that he was an overall good dude, worth of being called champion. As time goes by… I realize he’s not the kind of guy who should be the face of a company as historic as Strike Fantasy Towers. The greatest injustice in this company today is how he is holding the Intercontinental Championship hostage. See, a little while back… in a non-title match… I defeated both Jackson and Jamo. Then… two weeks later… the two faced off in a title match.
I interrupted that match, live via satellite… to voice my displeasure with their mistreatment of that championship. Their match ended in a draw… which is still a more exciting outcome than either one of them walking out as champion. And yet… Big Kent is STILL champion. Now he has the opportunity to be a double champion, to take away what rightfully belongs to Louis Cypher. If I don’t walk out as champion… I will do everything I can to ensure that neither does Big Kent.
I get that it would mean the world to you if you win this match. You’ve worked hard, and hard work SHOULD be rewarded. You’ve already been rewarded, and you are squandering the spotlight that you have been given in this company. You just want the world to look at you with admiration and know that you are the man deserving of the top spot… and that’s just not going to happen, man. Not as long as there are truly worthy fighters like me, Cypher, Twilight, Rumpke, etcetera, etcetera.
Your personal trainer… your limited number of fans… I’m sure your friends and family back in Lawson, Oklahoma… they all believe in you. They see you as the present and future of Strike Fantasy Towers. They look at you and see a hero, a warrior, a champion. I look at you and I see wasted potential. You’ve got all the tools in the world, Jackson… with no knowledge how to use them. Allow me to take you to school this Tuesday… and every other time we go to battle.
I’ll make a TRUE champion out of you one day.
That is undeniable.
[][][][][][][][][][] ROBERT SAINTS [][][][][][][][][][]
Robert… Rob… Robby… I feel like a broken record here when I say that I like you as a person… but I don’t see you as “the man” here in Strike Fantasy Towers. You’ve got too much going on, there are too many cookie pots, dude. You just can’t focus on what’s right in front of you and really prove to the world that you are everything you say you are.
You say that the only wrestler that peaks your interest is the returning Travis Deacon Hall. He’s an old friend of yours… and that’s cool. But… really… he’s the ONLY one who peaks your interest? I find that hard to believe. I have been very vocal since coming to SFT that I am the man to carry SFT into the future. Two weeks ago at Titans 38… I defeated you fair and square. You know what I’m capable of and what you’re truly up against. And yet… Travis is the ONLY one who peaks your interest?
You’ve got a long way to go before you can live up to your true potential and be SFT World Champion, Saints. When you look at a guy like Louis Cypher… he was born to be a champion. This all comes so naturally to him. For you… it seems forced. You have had a taste of success here in SFT, and it has really gone to your head. Speaking of your head, you are WAY off it in delusions that you’re going to walk out with the big gold, man. Your first mistake is looping me in with the one-name wonders Andrew and Chris.
You said that you’re not too worried about me… and that’s cute. Did you forget about two weeks ago when I put you away with a makeshift flying clothesline. Dude, a clothesline caught you off guard. If you want to talk about making mistakes… you’re the king of it. I beat you once… and I will beat you again. That is just an undeniable fact. You talk a big game… but when all the pins are right in front of you, you will throw the ball straight in the gutter. That’s just what you do, man.
Bobert… Bob… Bobby... the show is Tuesday and it’s called Back to Reality. It’s not on Sunday, and it’s not called Back to Basics. You don’t even know what you’re booked for, dude. Pay attention some time, and you might stand a chance at making it out of this with some shred of dignity. I guarantee that when it comes to Saints and Reyes… the viper will not be striking… nor will you walk out as World Heavyweight Champion.
Sorry.
Not sorry.
[][][][][][][][][][] EMERSON EMBRY [][][][][][][][][][]
Emerson Embry is an average sized dude with an above average sized heart. He has been champion time and time again. He is an agent of order in a land of chaos. He is constantly looked at as a top challenger for the SFT World Heavyweight Championship… and that will likely never change. Being in the ring with him will be a true test of my character and perseverance… and I look forward to the challenge.
Em… thank you for being a true legend. You have been an inspiration to many as they enter this company. I appreciate all that you have done in the past, and look forward to all you do in the future. You are one of the many dudes I respect in this company, and it’ll be cool to get in there and throw down with you. One-on-one would be a good time as well… but we’ll save that for another time.
This week… we will be two out of a dozen plus who want to be SFT World Champion. I know you want to be champion again, and I don’t blame you. Just try not to be two disheartened when you fail. There is success in your failure, though… because I know you will fight just as hard as ever before getting eliminated from the battle royal. It’s cool, man. You’ll shake off the loss and come back strong in two weeks against whomever you’re up against.
Maybe it’ll even be me. That’d be cool.
See ya Tuesday, Em.
[][][][][][][][][][] TWILIGHT [][][][][][][][][][]
Twilight… you ancient son of a bitch. You’ve seen some things, man… and some stuff. You’ve lived many lives and seen just about all there is to see. One thing you have yet to see… is someone like me… gunning for the top prize in all of professional wrestling. That’s what Back to Reality is all about, man. It’s not about a limitless amount of dudes battling for the top spot. It’s about Jaime Reyes vs. The World. Unfortunately for you… you’re included in the world.
I don’t know what it’s like to live many lives, see things through different eyes. What I do know about is winning. So, all of the experiences you have encountered over the last millenia… ultimately makes you just as defeatable as all the other jamokes in this battle royal. You’ve been to the motherf’n mountain top… heard motherf’ers talk, seen ‘em drop. You’ve outlasted eras of so-called warriors who all talked the same talk and walked the same walk. What you were never counting on was someone like me. I’m the once in a lifetime kind of dude who can walk the walk and talk the talk to a whole new level.
Don’t believe me? Just watch.
I can assure you two things, Twilight. One... I will walk out of Back to Reality as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. Two… unlike the lives you have lived… you, Twilight, will never… ever be forgotten. As long as I am a jukin’ and jivin’ juggernaut in SFT… I will fight to preserve the memory of Twilight. That promise is undeniable, my dude.
Come Wednesday… when the dust of Back to Reality settles… it will be time for your well-deserved nap.
Enjoy it, man.
Then come back for more.
It’s what you do.
I respect that.
[][][][][][][][][][] JACK JONES [][][][][][][][][][][]
Jack Jones. The Cowboy. The only Oklahoma boy in this company I have any faith in. I’ve been waiting a few months now to get in the ring with you, Jack. You’re a cornerstone of this company, someone who I hold in the highest of regards. You’ve fought the good fight longer than just about anyone in SFT… and it’s going to be a fun time to get in there and see up close what you’ve got going on. You and I think a lot alike… and that could be dangerous for the other dudes in this battle royal.
You said that - like Twilight - I am formidable and will be tough to beat. You’re not wrong. You’re also more than capable of defeating me this Tuesday at Back to Reality. You’ve conquered SFT time and time again… and you will undoubtedly do it again. But this week? Only time will tell. As you said, this match is an unknown… and I, too, like that unknown. Any one of us could walk out of there as SFT World Champion… and that’s a gamble Louis Cypher is willing to take.
What gambles are you willing to take, Jack? Are you ready to put it all on the line… heart, body, mind, soul? It’s going to take quite a concoction of those things to defeat me this Tuesday. If you put your all into it… you stand a pretty good chance of stopping my path to the top that began a few short months ago. I have yet to truly be defeated here in SFT… and you could be the one to pull that off. Plenty of people have counted you out before, and you have shown them what you are truly made of.
Show me what you’re made of, Jack.
Show the world.
[][][][][][][][][][] RUMPKE [][][][][][][][][][]
When I stepped foot into Strike Fantasy Towers… I made one of my goals abundantly clear: I wanted to defeat Rumpke for the Strike Fantasy Towers Hardcore Championship. Two weeks ago… Louis Cypher did the unthinkable and he beat me to that task. I was surprised… and somewhat disappointed. I wanted to be the one to put Rumpke down and send him packin’ to rehab. But… that was not how fate played out…
That’s okay. Really, it is. Instead of meeting Rumpke at Back to Reality with hardcore intentions… I get to see him fight against all odds in a battle royal for the SFT World Championship. He had a two month run as with that championship last year… and I’m sure he’s just itching to take that spot back. Or maybe he’s just itching for a beer. It’s hard to tell, really. What I do know for sure… is that I respect this man and how hard he has fought here in SFT over the years. It’s going to be great to finally get into the ring with him, even with a dozen other dudes to worry about.
If it comes down to just the two of us, Rumpke… I’m going to start calling for a bunch of weapons to be thrown into the ring. If I am going to beat you and become SFT World Champion… I want it to be on YOUR terms… WITH weapons. I want you to have every advantage if it comes down to the two of us. Then, I will do as I promised and I will defeat you. Sure, it won’t be for the Hardcore Championship as I had hoped for… but it will be just as satisfying.
[][][][][][][][][][] LOUIS CYPHER [][][][][][][][][][]
The man, the myth, the legend. The current, reigning and defending DOUBLE champion here in Strike Fantasy Towers. He accomplished the impossible by defeating the hardcore king Rumpke at his own game. I have the utmost respect for Louis Cypher and all of his accomplishments. With that said, I take the threat of him walking out of Back to Reality STILL World Heavyweight Champion VERY seriously. As far as I’m concerned, Louis Cypher is the largest stone in my path to glory. It will take every ounce of strength to overcome him… and then some.
As impressive as his run has been in Strike Fantasy Towers, one has to wonder what is next… who is next… who could possibly reignite the torch and carry it into the future once Louis Cypher fades away. There is only one man for that thankless job… Undeniable Jaime Reyes. Louis Cypher has been a real class act… but his time days at the top may unfortunately be limited. For the last few months, there has been an undeniable storm brewing in Strike Fantasy Towers. I have said since day one that I intended on beating the best and then being the best. Back to Reality is the culmination of that promise.
Louis Cypher, thank you for bringing honor and dignity to the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Championship. You talk about being a villain… and bringing darkness to SFT… but honestly, you are a beacon of light shining brightly in an immeasurable fog. Without you standing atop the mountain, that mountain may very well crumble and be reclaimed by the earth. You said that no one will take that title away from you without being worthy. I will do everything in my power to prove that I am that one… and I will make you proud.
You are not a creator, but rather a destroyer. What I see happening at Back to Reality is that… together… you and I destroy the competition until it is just the two of us. Then, in a battle for the ages, I defeat you and become Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. What will follow is your contractually obligated rematch… with the same outcome as Back to Reality. Then, you are free to take a vacation, recharge your darkness… and then come back for more. I feel as if you will never stop being a threat to whomever is World Champion. Your presence is eternal… and welcomed in any championship scenario.
I want to assure you, Louis… that it is my honor and undeniable privilege to defeat you this Tuesday at Back to Reality to become Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. And then, no matter how many times we do battle in the future… I want you to understand that you have met your match. Your darkness against my light… ness. Lightness? Is that even a thing. Ehh… whatever. You know what I mean, man. It’s a battle for the ages… and I look forward to every moment of it.
Get some rest before Back to Reality, champ.
You deserve it.
[][][][][][][][][][] ANYONE ELSE WHO TURNS UP [][][][][][][][][][]
What more is there to say?
I’m sure I could go on for hours, repeating the same things over and over again. But really… what’s the point? No matter what I say, the outcome at Back to Reality will be the same. I will walk out of there as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. I will overcome the masses… the Saints… the Jones… the one-name wonders… even Louis Cypher. And if anyone else decides to turn up and try their hand in this battle royal… I will personally throw ‘em over the top rope.
That’s the whole point of this match, right? Throwin’ dudes over the top rope. Such a simple concept, but there is going to be a lot of resistance from the guys in this battle royal. With how confident I am… and how honest I have been about all of my opponents… it would not surprise me in the slightest if they all ganged up on me and formed some sort of alliance to end Reyesmania. I wouldn’t hold it against them, to be honest. I get it. I’m a threat. With my heart and my passion and my resilience… I am a force to be reckoned with.
So please, SFT roster… and anyone else who turns up… come at me with your best and I will show you what I’m truly made of.
I will walk out as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion.
And THAT is undeniable.
Hey, sports fans. Jaime Reyes here. So, technology can be a dangerous mistress. I brought my GoPro with me to the San Diego Comic Con and recorded a lot of really cool stuff.
Unfortunately… my memory card was compromised and I didn’t realize it until I tried loading the footage on my computer at home a few days later.
All that hype for something really cool… and technology screwed me over. In place of that cool footage… enjoy this clip I stole ripped from YouTube of some word association at a cool Q&A panel I was part of that weekend.
[][][][][][][][][][] WORD ASSOCIATION [][][][][][][][][][]
Fan: Can we get some word association for your opponents at Back to Reality?
Jaime Reyes: Sure, shoot.
Fan: Twilight.
Jaime Reyes: Time lord.
Fan: Emerson Embry.
Jaime Reyes: Legend.
Fan: Andrew.
Jaime Reyes: I have no idea who that is.
Fan: Chris.
Jaime Reyes: I have no idea who that is.
Fan: Travis Deacon.
Jaime Reyes: I have no idea who that is.
Fan: Mr. Amazing.
Jaime Reyes: Misleading name… definitely not amazing…
Fan: Jamo.
Jaime Reyes: Annoooooooying.
Fan: Jackson Kent.
Jaime Reyes: Destroying the legacy of the Intercontinental Championship… one week at a time...
Fan: Robert Saints.
Jaime Reyes: Family guy… worthy adversary...
Fan: Jack Jones.
Jaime Reyes: Conquered the world ten times over.
Fan: Louis Cypher.
Jaime Reyes: Easily my biggest threat at Back to Reality.
[][][][][][][][][][] MEAT AND POTATOES [][][][][][][][][][]
Overall, SDCC was a great weekend… but all great things come to an end… like the championship reign of Louis Cypher.
This week… at Back to Reality… will be the end of his run as I walk out of the Barn Theatre in Southwick, England… as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion.
And now… without further delay… the meat and potatoes!
[][][][][][][][][][] ANDREW [][][][][][][][][][]
This is some sort of a joke, right? There’s no way there’s a dude walkin’ around here just called Andrew. Let me pop open Wikipedia right quick and find out a little something about this guy. Okay… he’s Australian, cool. Twenty-five years old. Young cat, okay. Former Intercontinental Champion… very good. Oh… former tag team partner of Jamo. I am far less interested in him already. Oh… yuck… he’s Jamo’s brother.
That just instantly brought his stock way down in my eyes. I see that Jamo trained Andrew… which means his chances of walking out of Back to Reality as Strike Fantasy Towers as World Heavyweight Champion have greatly decreased. I get that we can’t choose our family… but we CAN choose who trains us and brings us into the wild world of professional wrestling. Andrew, you made the wrong choice, man. Your brother is a joke, a hodgepodge of silly sayings… and an embarrassment to this business.
Until just now, I was not aware of your existence… so it should come as no surprise to you that I feel so strongly against your chances of success. If you’re anything like you’re brother, you might as well just eliminate yourself on Tuesday at Back to Reality. If you’re looking to step out of his doofy shadow and make something of yourself, come find me and we’ll do business. Make no mistake, man… I will eliminate you the first chance I get on Tuesday.
Nothing… and nobody… will keep me from being the top dog of this yard. I possess a bite that is just as strong as my bark… and you will find that out on Tuesday along with the heard of hopefuls. That’s truly how I see this. We’re all sheep… and the SFT Championship is the shepherd. We all see it and flow toward it. I look at myself as the black sheep, the least likely to make an impact in SFT. I’m the new guy, full of steam, full of dreams. Are you the man to crush those dreams, Andrew?
I look forward to the unknown.
I look forward to your unknown.
[][][][][][][][][][] CHRIS [][][][][][][][][][]
Okay, okay, okay. So there’s a guy called Andrew… AND a guy called Chris? This has got to be a joke. Uhhh… back to Wikipedia, I guess. Dude’s name is Chris… his nickname is Voodoo Monster. That’s eerie. I dig it. Australian, uh huh. Twenty-nine years old. Chris is a big fella. Yadda yadda yadda. And he’s a friend of… oh fudge… Jamo.
I just can’t shake this guy, can I?
My personal disinterest in all things Jamo just keep going. First, his brother, the one-name wonder. Now, some voodoo hoodoo guy called Chris. I see he came to SFT to team with Jamo and Andrew to form a team to hunt down the attackers who took out Jamo. If that isn’t some dreary young adult novel… I don’t know what is. So… this Chris guy is big… and friends with Jamo… which makes him less likely to win this battle royal at Back to Reality.
Gotcha.
I feel like a broken record here… but I don’t see any potential in this dude walking out as World Heavyweight Champion. His ties to Jamo will surely be his downfall. What I predict is that on Tuesday… he and Andrew both watch Jamo’s back… which results in them both being eliminated by Undeniable Jaime Reyes. I almost feel bad for guys like Chris. While Andrew cannot help having Jamo as a brother… Chris can surely help having that nutjob as a friend.
You made the wrong choice, Chris.
Let me help you correct that mistake this Tuesday. Shed your alliance with that walking gibberish machine and let me show you a different faith. Put your trust in me, Chris… and I will not lead you astray. You made the wrong choice by siding with Jamo… but it’s not too late, man. Tuesday… make a better choice… make the RIGHT choice…
I am the way.
That is undeniable.
[][][][][][][][][][] TRAVIS DEACON [][][][][][][][][][]
Finally… FINALLY… a man with two names. Travis Freakin’ Deacon Hall. Well… that’s kind of four names. I’m not sure what it says on his birth certificate… and I don’t really care. What I do care about is this man’s character. While I haven’t seen much from him since I came to SFT… I am intrigued by his potential in this battle royal on Tuesday. He’s a country boy with a good head on his shoulders. He calls Jackson Kent and Robert Saints his friends… and that’s cool.
I’ve got friends, too. Few of them are still in the wrestling business… but I’ve got friends. I guess you could say I’ve got friends in… low places. See what I did there? Travis is a country boy… and I quoted a country song. Anyway… whichever name you go by… I’m looking forward to the opportunity to go to battle with you, brother. You’ve got a lot of experience. With experience, comes knowledge. With knowledge, comes respect. It’s the circle of life.
I see you were Intercontinental Champion for about a month, late last year. In recent months, you’ve made less of an impact. If it’s a matter of people not taking you seriously because of your age… eff’ em. You’re only as old as you feel. If you feel like young ‘ne ready to take on the world… then by all means… take on the world. You’ve got a few years on me, but I can empathise. Before I left Japan, I was training guys who weren’t even born when I broke into this business. It’s a whole new, young world in this business.
Old war dogs like us need to stay in the fight for as long as our minds, bodies and souls allow it. If you truly feel like your time is up, allow me the honor of putting you out to pasture, Travis. But if you feel like you’ve got one good run left in ya… please… come at me on Tuesday and we’ll see just how hard you’re willing to fight to be the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion.
[][][][][][][][][][] MR. AMAZING [][][][][][][][][][]
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.
Your name is terribly misleading, Mr. Amazing. You’re a young cat… a tall cat… from Los Angeles, California. On paper… you LOOK amazing. In reality… you ain’t shiz, my dude. Let me be the man to bring you back to reality… this Tuesday… at Back to Reality. See what I did there? It’s a play on words. You’d know all about that, Mr. Amazing… if you said any words.
I’m not entirely sure you even know you’re booked this Tuesday. So, in reality, this message will fall on deaf ears. Not exactly deaf ears… but absent ears. I will give you the same benefit of the doubt as I give everyone on Tuesday. Rest assured that you will fall like all the others, so there won’t be anything amazing about your chances of victory at Back to Reality.
I see you were STW Elite Champion. That’s neat. I vaguely remember that was a championship during the rebranded days of SFT. In the grand scheme of things… that championship is worthless. The only thing that matters this week… right now… is the SFT World Heavyweight Championship. WIth nearly twenty years of history… THAT is the top prize in all of professional wrestling. Are you ready, willing and able to carry that around and BE amazing, Mr. Amazing?
Unless you pull off some sort of miracle… I don’t see anything amazing in your near future. You could surprise me though. I’m not perfect… nor am I unwilling to admit I was wrong. Prove me wrong on Tuesday, Mr. Amazing.
I dare ya.
I double dare ya.
I double dog dare ya.
I don’t know what order those go in, but that sounds serious.
BE amazing this week.
Please.
[][][][][][][][][][] JAMO [][][][][][][][][][]
Is this thing on? I want to make sure this messages gets out. I need to the world to understand that this is a shoot, brother. Ain’t no hands up this time. While I am typically all rainbows and unicorns… I want to be very clear that I don’t like Jamo. I don’t like anything about him. I don’t like his inconsistency in performances. I don’t like his stupid hair. I don’t like the stupid things that he says. His catchphrases make me want to vomit out of my earholes.
The world needs to understand that he is NOT a psycho monster… he is NOT a hardcore legend… he is NOT the master of nightmares. He’s just a whackjob spouting off a bunch of nonsensical words in hopes of distracting the world from the fact that he’s a complete moron. I know this isn’t the same sunshiney day Jaime Reyes that y’all are used to… and for that, I apologize. I just really want to get my message across that I do not approve of this man or anything he stands for.
This Tuesday… I will repeat history by defeating Jamo. No matter how many times he and I stand in the ring together… I will defeat him. That’s just a fact of life. I am as sure of eliminating him from this battle royal as I am confident that I will walk out as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. I refuse to waste anymore of my braincells trying to understand the braindead human turd called Jamo.
He’s not worth it.
[][][][][][][][][][] JACKSON KENT [][][][][][][][][][]
Big Jackson Kent… reigning Strike Fantasy Towers Intercontinental Champion. I admit that I have gone back and forth on how I feel about this man. My first impressions were that he was an overall good dude, worth of being called champion. As time goes by… I realize he’s not the kind of guy who should be the face of a company as historic as Strike Fantasy Towers. The greatest injustice in this company today is how he is holding the Intercontinental Championship hostage. See, a little while back… in a non-title match… I defeated both Jackson and Jamo. Then… two weeks later… the two faced off in a title match.
I interrupted that match, live via satellite… to voice my displeasure with their mistreatment of that championship. Their match ended in a draw… which is still a more exciting outcome than either one of them walking out as champion. And yet… Big Kent is STILL champion. Now he has the opportunity to be a double champion, to take away what rightfully belongs to Louis Cypher. If I don’t walk out as champion… I will do everything I can to ensure that neither does Big Kent.
I get that it would mean the world to you if you win this match. You’ve worked hard, and hard work SHOULD be rewarded. You’ve already been rewarded, and you are squandering the spotlight that you have been given in this company. You just want the world to look at you with admiration and know that you are the man deserving of the top spot… and that’s just not going to happen, man. Not as long as there are truly worthy fighters like me, Cypher, Twilight, Rumpke, etcetera, etcetera.
Your personal trainer… your limited number of fans… I’m sure your friends and family back in Lawson, Oklahoma… they all believe in you. They see you as the present and future of Strike Fantasy Towers. They look at you and see a hero, a warrior, a champion. I look at you and I see wasted potential. You’ve got all the tools in the world, Jackson… with no knowledge how to use them. Allow me to take you to school this Tuesday… and every other time we go to battle.
I’ll make a TRUE champion out of you one day.
That is undeniable.
[][][][][][][][][][] ROBERT SAINTS [][][][][][][][][][]
Robert… Rob… Robby… I feel like a broken record here when I say that I like you as a person… but I don’t see you as “the man” here in Strike Fantasy Towers. You’ve got too much going on, there are too many cookie pots, dude. You just can’t focus on what’s right in front of you and really prove to the world that you are everything you say you are.
You say that the only wrestler that peaks your interest is the returning Travis Deacon Hall. He’s an old friend of yours… and that’s cool. But… really… he’s the ONLY one who peaks your interest? I find that hard to believe. I have been very vocal since coming to SFT that I am the man to carry SFT into the future. Two weeks ago at Titans 38… I defeated you fair and square. You know what I’m capable of and what you’re truly up against. And yet… Travis is the ONLY one who peaks your interest?
You’ve got a long way to go before you can live up to your true potential and be SFT World Champion, Saints. When you look at a guy like Louis Cypher… he was born to be a champion. This all comes so naturally to him. For you… it seems forced. You have had a taste of success here in SFT, and it has really gone to your head. Speaking of your head, you are WAY off it in delusions that you’re going to walk out with the big gold, man. Your first mistake is looping me in with the one-name wonders Andrew and Chris.
You said that you’re not too worried about me… and that’s cute. Did you forget about two weeks ago when I put you away with a makeshift flying clothesline. Dude, a clothesline caught you off guard. If you want to talk about making mistakes… you’re the king of it. I beat you once… and I will beat you again. That is just an undeniable fact. You talk a big game… but when all the pins are right in front of you, you will throw the ball straight in the gutter. That’s just what you do, man.
Bobert… Bob… Bobby... the show is Tuesday and it’s called Back to Reality. It’s not on Sunday, and it’s not called Back to Basics. You don’t even know what you’re booked for, dude. Pay attention some time, and you might stand a chance at making it out of this with some shred of dignity. I guarantee that when it comes to Saints and Reyes… the viper will not be striking… nor will you walk out as World Heavyweight Champion.
Sorry.
Not sorry.
[][][][][][][][][][] EMERSON EMBRY [][][][][][][][][][]
Emerson Embry is an average sized dude with an above average sized heart. He has been champion time and time again. He is an agent of order in a land of chaos. He is constantly looked at as a top challenger for the SFT World Heavyweight Championship… and that will likely never change. Being in the ring with him will be a true test of my character and perseverance… and I look forward to the challenge.
Em… thank you for being a true legend. You have been an inspiration to many as they enter this company. I appreciate all that you have done in the past, and look forward to all you do in the future. You are one of the many dudes I respect in this company, and it’ll be cool to get in there and throw down with you. One-on-one would be a good time as well… but we’ll save that for another time.
This week… we will be two out of a dozen plus who want to be SFT World Champion. I know you want to be champion again, and I don’t blame you. Just try not to be two disheartened when you fail. There is success in your failure, though… because I know you will fight just as hard as ever before getting eliminated from the battle royal. It’s cool, man. You’ll shake off the loss and come back strong in two weeks against whomever you’re up against.
Maybe it’ll even be me. That’d be cool.
See ya Tuesday, Em.
[][][][][][][][][][] TWILIGHT [][][][][][][][][][]
Twilight… you ancient son of a bitch. You’ve seen some things, man… and some stuff. You’ve lived many lives and seen just about all there is to see. One thing you have yet to see… is someone like me… gunning for the top prize in all of professional wrestling. That’s what Back to Reality is all about, man. It’s not about a limitless amount of dudes battling for the top spot. It’s about Jaime Reyes vs. The World. Unfortunately for you… you’re included in the world.
I don’t know what it’s like to live many lives, see things through different eyes. What I do know about is winning. So, all of the experiences you have encountered over the last millenia… ultimately makes you just as defeatable as all the other jamokes in this battle royal. You’ve been to the motherf’n mountain top… heard motherf’ers talk, seen ‘em drop. You’ve outlasted eras of so-called warriors who all talked the same talk and walked the same walk. What you were never counting on was someone like me. I’m the once in a lifetime kind of dude who can walk the walk and talk the talk to a whole new level.
Don’t believe me? Just watch.
I can assure you two things, Twilight. One... I will walk out of Back to Reality as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. Two… unlike the lives you have lived… you, Twilight, will never… ever be forgotten. As long as I am a jukin’ and jivin’ juggernaut in SFT… I will fight to preserve the memory of Twilight. That promise is undeniable, my dude.
Come Wednesday… when the dust of Back to Reality settles… it will be time for your well-deserved nap.
Enjoy it, man.
Then come back for more.
It’s what you do.
I respect that.
[][][][][][][][][][] JACK JONES [][][][][][][][][][][]
Jack Jones. The Cowboy. The only Oklahoma boy in this company I have any faith in. I’ve been waiting a few months now to get in the ring with you, Jack. You’re a cornerstone of this company, someone who I hold in the highest of regards. You’ve fought the good fight longer than just about anyone in SFT… and it’s going to be a fun time to get in there and see up close what you’ve got going on. You and I think a lot alike… and that could be dangerous for the other dudes in this battle royal.
You said that - like Twilight - I am formidable and will be tough to beat. You’re not wrong. You’re also more than capable of defeating me this Tuesday at Back to Reality. You’ve conquered SFT time and time again… and you will undoubtedly do it again. But this week? Only time will tell. As you said, this match is an unknown… and I, too, like that unknown. Any one of us could walk out of there as SFT World Champion… and that’s a gamble Louis Cypher is willing to take.
What gambles are you willing to take, Jack? Are you ready to put it all on the line… heart, body, mind, soul? It’s going to take quite a concoction of those things to defeat me this Tuesday. If you put your all into it… you stand a pretty good chance of stopping my path to the top that began a few short months ago. I have yet to truly be defeated here in SFT… and you could be the one to pull that off. Plenty of people have counted you out before, and you have shown them what you are truly made of.
Show me what you’re made of, Jack.
Show the world.
[][][][][][][][][][] RUMPKE [][][][][][][][][][]
When I stepped foot into Strike Fantasy Towers… I made one of my goals abundantly clear: I wanted to defeat Rumpke for the Strike Fantasy Towers Hardcore Championship. Two weeks ago… Louis Cypher did the unthinkable and he beat me to that task. I was surprised… and somewhat disappointed. I wanted to be the one to put Rumpke down and send him packin’ to rehab. But… that was not how fate played out…
That’s okay. Really, it is. Instead of meeting Rumpke at Back to Reality with hardcore intentions… I get to see him fight against all odds in a battle royal for the SFT World Championship. He had a two month run as with that championship last year… and I’m sure he’s just itching to take that spot back. Or maybe he’s just itching for a beer. It’s hard to tell, really. What I do know for sure… is that I respect this man and how hard he has fought here in SFT over the years. It’s going to be great to finally get into the ring with him, even with a dozen other dudes to worry about.
If it comes down to just the two of us, Rumpke… I’m going to start calling for a bunch of weapons to be thrown into the ring. If I am going to beat you and become SFT World Champion… I want it to be on YOUR terms… WITH weapons. I want you to have every advantage if it comes down to the two of us. Then, I will do as I promised and I will defeat you. Sure, it won’t be for the Hardcore Championship as I had hoped for… but it will be just as satisfying.
[][][][][][][][][][] LOUIS CYPHER [][][][][][][][][][]
The man, the myth, the legend. The current, reigning and defending DOUBLE champion here in Strike Fantasy Towers. He accomplished the impossible by defeating the hardcore king Rumpke at his own game. I have the utmost respect for Louis Cypher and all of his accomplishments. With that said, I take the threat of him walking out of Back to Reality STILL World Heavyweight Champion VERY seriously. As far as I’m concerned, Louis Cypher is the largest stone in my path to glory. It will take every ounce of strength to overcome him… and then some.
As impressive as his run has been in Strike Fantasy Towers, one has to wonder what is next… who is next… who could possibly reignite the torch and carry it into the future once Louis Cypher fades away. There is only one man for that thankless job… Undeniable Jaime Reyes. Louis Cypher has been a real class act… but his time days at the top may unfortunately be limited. For the last few months, there has been an undeniable storm brewing in Strike Fantasy Towers. I have said since day one that I intended on beating the best and then being the best. Back to Reality is the culmination of that promise.
Louis Cypher, thank you for bringing honor and dignity to the Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Championship. You talk about being a villain… and bringing darkness to SFT… but honestly, you are a beacon of light shining brightly in an immeasurable fog. Without you standing atop the mountain, that mountain may very well crumble and be reclaimed by the earth. You said that no one will take that title away from you without being worthy. I will do everything in my power to prove that I am that one… and I will make you proud.
You are not a creator, but rather a destroyer. What I see happening at Back to Reality is that… together… you and I destroy the competition until it is just the two of us. Then, in a battle for the ages, I defeat you and become Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. What will follow is your contractually obligated rematch… with the same outcome as Back to Reality. Then, you are free to take a vacation, recharge your darkness… and then come back for more. I feel as if you will never stop being a threat to whomever is World Champion. Your presence is eternal… and welcomed in any championship scenario.
I want to assure you, Louis… that it is my honor and undeniable privilege to defeat you this Tuesday at Back to Reality to become Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. And then, no matter how many times we do battle in the future… I want you to understand that you have met your match. Your darkness against my light… ness. Lightness? Is that even a thing. Ehh… whatever. You know what I mean, man. It’s a battle for the ages… and I look forward to every moment of it.
Get some rest before Back to Reality, champ.
You deserve it.
[][][][][][][][][][] ANYONE ELSE WHO TURNS UP [][][][][][][][][][]
What more is there to say?
I’m sure I could go on for hours, repeating the same things over and over again. But really… what’s the point? No matter what I say, the outcome at Back to Reality will be the same. I will walk out of there as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion. I will overcome the masses… the Saints… the Jones… the one-name wonders… even Louis Cypher. And if anyone else decides to turn up and try their hand in this battle royal… I will personally throw ‘em over the top rope.
That’s the whole point of this match, right? Throwin’ dudes over the top rope. Such a simple concept, but there is going to be a lot of resistance from the guys in this battle royal. With how confident I am… and how honest I have been about all of my opponents… it would not surprise me in the slightest if they all ganged up on me and formed some sort of alliance to end Reyesmania. I wouldn’t hold it against them, to be honest. I get it. I’m a threat. With my heart and my passion and my resilience… I am a force to be reckoned with.
So please, SFT roster… and anyone else who turns up… come at me with your best and I will show you what I’m truly made of.
I will walk out as Strike Fantasy Towers World Heavyweight Champion.
And THAT is undeniable.
