Post by Deleted on Jan 12, 2020 19:02:00 GMT -5
Before I get going, I've got a question. Since when did Twilight shine? No, I'm not talking about the movie, nor is SFT's World champion the target of that question. Twilight is the glowing phenomenon after the sun goes below the horizon, twilight has never shined. I'm guessing that you were trying to be cute with your title when you took on "Twilight" (the SFT champion) but in the end the truth is that you made yourself look moronic with that title. That's nothing new with you though is it Jackson Kent? You accomplish this every single fucking time you come out with a promo. What amazes me is that you're blind too this. You're one of the only people around here that doesn't realize this truth. The others are that clueless fan club of yours.
If you had any sort of brain in between your ears, you'd at least try to change your approach but your an oaf. You just stumble along thinking that your seven foot frame is enough to push you to victories. You've talked about that in the past just like you did recently and I'm going to tell you this again chump. Yeah, you're tall and have reach on all of us but none of that matters because you don't know how to use it! Not to mention the fact that you're a toothpick that weighs 282 pounds. I'm compact, standing at 5 foot 10 inches tall and weighing 235 pounds with an iron jaw as well as two fucking decades of brawling experience! For all of that height, you don't have much weight to put behind your punches, especially when you consider the fact that I've survived hits from men that are a lot larger than you! Your size, it doesn't matter in this match against me Jackson. You're simply a dumb troll that I've knocked out before! You'd do yourself a favor remembering that the next time you come at me.
Back to your stupidity. You thought that I was talking about your technical prowess. Dude, I'm not technical; Never have been. I've always been a hardcore fighter that has no technical skills. That's not my strength and I'm okay with that. If I ever get placed into a submission only match then I'll simply beat on the poor individual until they can't move. Regardless, you need to take another look at what I was saying and actually think about it. I'm not going to repeat it for you because personally, I don't care if you catch on or not. I tried to give you some advice and your immediate thought about technical prowess was garbage; Just like your whole routine. Truthfully, if you want to continue to be at the bottom of the ladder, only winning matches where people don't show up, then that's your choice. We all appreciate the Titans off when we're scheduled against you.
I know that's an awful thing to say but it's the truth Jackson Kent. Now, I know that you thought that you were going to rise up to me. I believe that you honestly thought that you stood a chance against me. I'm sure that's why you got all gun ho and almost presented a "whole" promo this time. I'm sure that's why you actually didn't try to outright deadline me like you usually do everyone else but let me tell you something son. You're out of your element right now and it's obvious. You're trying so hard to push that peanut sized brain of yours to come up with something that will push you to obtain this SFT Hardcore Title but I'm not out of my element Jackson. I've been toying with you this whole time.
I thought it was funny that your manager couldn't make up her mind. One minute she was trying to advise you that it wasn't a good idea for you to be fighting me in a hardcore match, then all of a sudden; Robert Saints shows up and tells you that he has your back. Then she was feeling sure about everything.
*Rumpke sadistically smiles*
Randy, oops, I meant Robert; "The Viper", he can have your back; Hell this match can be a handicap match for all I care! Sounds like it already will be, fuck I don't care; I'll take on both of you as well as Jamie! Here's the kicker.. I rarely have ever used weapons in my hardcore matches. Sure, a few times I've spit alcohol in my opponents eyes or slammed them through a table but rarely have I ever actually wielded a WEAPON! This Titans, all bets are fucking off! You three want to try to pull some shady shit on me with Robert being in your corner, Good! I'll make an example out of all of you!
*Rumpke reaches in his pockets and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles.*
I normally don't post on Deadline, I haven't for a very long time because I tend to prefer having my Sundays off but I just knew that Jackson Kent was waiting to come out on deadline against me like a little cunt and obviously; We all see that I was right. Hell, this beginner is so predictable. "The deadline hero", he tried to strike again much like Robert Saints tries to "strike again" every promo he submits but in the end; That deadline viper has no fangs. Jackson Kent, an old stable mate of Roberts, has been "Rejected" with ease now, just like he was during the respectable hours of submitting a promo! Jackson Kent, I'm simply not going to give you a chance to win that way against me because deadline dancing pisses me off! You want this Hardcore Title? You're welcome to try again after your done licking the wounds that I'm about to inflict!
*The scene fades to black.*
