Post by 💀 ＡＰＯＫ 💀 on Jul 26, 2020 15:49:59 GMT -5
My journey is almost complete.
They say the journey is more important than the destination.
Why not both?
My destination is my journey.
And visa versa.
My second to last conquest is a man called Jay Impact. He was once Intercontinental Champion but too scared to defend against me. He knew he would lose… and so he did not fight me. Being stripped of the title is a blemish on his career that cannot be washed away. Similarly… I saw defeat on the horizon as I saw Candace speak with such conviction. I knew I would lose… and I accepted defeat like a man.
Jay Impact is no man.
He is a child.
The time for words is long over. We are going to settle this once and for all at Titans. That is where I will joyfully end his career. Somewhere in Glendale, Arizona. We will all be masked and driven to an undisclosed location to fight. That's the only reason to not know the venue. Right? I ask every week and get no answer.
Jay has the unfortunate task of killing that which is already dead. Apokalypse has been prophesied for centuries and yet you are all caught off guard by my power. Jay is far from prepared for me. He has had since SFT buried ICW six feet under to ready himself for the almighty Apokalypse. Once he was no longer champion… he went into hiding to avoid the inevitable demolition of his hopes and dreams. He relies on the tales of his glory days in ICW… but where is ICW now?
Fuckin' dead!
Jay was a big deal one time… but that time is up. My time is now and forever more. Apokalypse is immortal. Jay can try to kill him… and he will be cursed for it. His entire line will die with him. He will never achieve his destiny. How dare he believe for even a moment that his arms are long enough to box with a god!
Jay isn't even a real captain! He is an imposter!
I, on the other hand, am a REAL doomsday weapon. In a few days… Jay will find out first-hand what others should have warned him about: I am a motherfuckin' monster. Many have halted my destruction and lived comfortably afterward. Candace recently defeated me because I allowed her to. Rumpke still drinks himself to sleep daily after our historic encounter.
Jayyyyyy Impact! Captain Canada?! More like Captain Nobody! You've done some stuff outside of SFT… but none of it truly matters. ICW was a compost pile where good wrestlers went to die. I see that you were once ICW Women's Champion. That's… uhh… interesting. This IS 2020… so if you want to identify as a woman… more power to you. I identify as a demigod… and thus… I am. I see you were also an "excorcist." I don't know what that is. Is that like being an exorcist? If that was another attempt at being a… "well-known Canadian stand up comedian"... then I guess I don't understand comedy.
The only thing funny here is any notion that you will defeat the beastman Apokalypse at Titans. You… with your cute entrance and your fancy moves. You… with your undying affection for the laugh factory that was ICW. You… a boy who was not man enough to lose the Intercontinental Championship to Apokalypse. You are nothing but an insect and soon you will be exterminated.
There's much more to this rant… but Father Time kicked me square in the dick. If you and I are ever fated to meet again, Jay… all your soul are belong to Apokalypse.
Das ende.
