Post by Rumpke on Jan 24, 2021 19:32:18 GMT -5
I'll tell you all what, I've got one hell of a love/hate relationship for this business in more than one way and eventually; I'll get into all of them but for now. I'd like to start out with just a few ways I love/hate SFT.
One thing I just love about this business is when my supposed "competition" shoots their-selves in foot and doesn't even realize it. Most of the time, these idiots who do this are too lazy to do their research but occasionally; you'll get the blatantly arrogant piece of shits who simply doesn't care; no matter how wrong they could truly be... Yet, dunces like this, they don't just try to poke the bull once, no! They try to prod him, and it's this combinations of actions that'll send my senses into a frenzy, and it's their stupidity that makes me want to strike, even harder!
Heck, back in the day, I would've struck them not only quickly but ferociously as well. Yet, now-a days in this current age, I've continuously elected to patiently wait in hopes of holding my inner beast back but these times; they're past me now. I'm once again, unchained!
The reason I hated my striking is because, when I do actually put forth the effort to strike; I strike hard and with-out mercy (It's truly bitter-sweet); it's a part of this business that I hate for the simple fact that when I do actually strike and inject my venom into whatever flavor of the year is; it's often devastating for them because I'm brutally honest to the point where some have had trouble recovering while others simply fade out... It's this nature of mine that's not only ruined friendships in the past but the savage side of mine has also hurt SFT in the past..."
That's why, I've went way out of my way and have tried; extremely hard, ever since I slaughtered Apokalypse to hold back my vicious nature because I not only truly hate who I can be but I also hate what I'm capable of doing if I were to let go of the beast that lays within...
What most entitled wrestlers don't realize is that trying to continually prod me over time, isn't only devastating for my conscious because of how bad I'll feel if/when I give in to my barbaric nature to give them exactly what they truly don't want but harassing me; it'll also be awful for their confidence and career if/when I decide to break loose into the mode where I'll take no prisoners...
What these primadonna's soon realize when we get to that point is that they shouldn't of trifled with me at all. They should've just been happy with the fact that I was kind enough to not actually come at them with even half of what I could do.
Sadly, this is another thing I hate about this business because none of these snot-nosed punks; realize this fact until it's too late and that puts me in a bad position; one that I'll eventually fail (because I'll put them down). Taking this approach of constantly calling me out, it'll eventually cause me to pull someone into a bar room brawl. A place that I reserve for the most annoying, blood sucking gnats that I've ever came across.
The "Bar Room Brawl", it's the deepest crevice of what I call, "The Woodshed"... This place, it's where a confident "placeholder", doesn't want to find themselves in. Because, this; it's my corner, it's "my championship", and unlike fake champions who defend their titles "part-time" while they pretend that they've been a valiant defender of their title "all of the time"; I'll defend my bar with a crushing force, every-time! Against, not only one individual, but I'll also defend it against more than one person at a time and I've got a solid record!
In, my bar, there's no: "Oh, can we have limits? Thanks!"... Know this dear placeholder, there is only one rule in my bar! It's so simple that even an imbecile like Louis Cypher can, easily, understand it... Destroy or be destroyed. Either you're going to put your money where your mouth "has been" or I'm going to shut your fucking mouth for you while I put you down! It's as simple as that, cupcake!
Fancy words are for the grandiloquent, who also in turn make great politicians. At my deepest core, I couldn't ever be one. What I am, is what I am. A hard working redneck who loves his drugs, mainly alcohol and everyone; always wants to try to use this against me. They think that's going to stop me when the truth is that there's only two things that can stop me. Those either god or myself and sadly for all of you; there's not a one of you who are a god! Every, single one of you; need to remember that, including my harping judge, Redd!
Make no mistake about it, I didn't ask to be placed in this position where I've got to give another, up and comer their "first" real loss. As a matter of fact... I've went out of my way to do everything I could to prevent this. I've given them a little warning on Halloween, "Be careful what you ask for", while I did everything I could to not shoot them down by holding back the iceberg beneath the water line... Yet, they still wanted to push me like the clueless little girl that she is... It's as if, Candace is a domesticated bitch, running a hare out in the forest; yapping her gums dry while she carelessly made all of the noise in the world, for everyone to see/hear... Both, the little critters afraid of a dog and the wild predators of the forest.
Yet, even then; I still did everything I could to stay my rage once... After that, I gave her a warning when it didn't, really matter... I gave her a further taste of what she was asking for by being so provocatively careless. Yet, the pampered female dog that she is; kept barking like it was going to help her cause... It's as if she thought that she was proving a point to me and the world but the reality was/is, that this sheltered bitch was simply digging her own grave while we all watched...
I wish that I could say that I thought it was ironic to see what was supposedly a ground-breaking champion do this to herself but the truth is; I've been in this business for over twenty years. I've seen many shapes of idiocy... There's very little that surprises me anymore... I say that, but I'm still waiting for a guy/gal to run out with a pair of dirty underwear draped over their head. Having said that, Candace was pretty close this year! Yet even her own stupidity didn't surprise me. She reminded me of Apokalypse who always wanted to take shots at me and even continued to do so even though he had done burried his-self..
Regardless, maybe I'll be surprised with someone wearing dirty underwear over their head while they shoot on individuals. Hell, it's 2021, where idiocy is running rampant in the form of American Democracy...
*Rumpke briefly shrugs.*
Regardless of the shitty state of American politics, I'm not going to deviate from the current bitch of the hour, Candace; "The Magnificent", as she likes to call herself.
Candace still claims/believes in her unwarranted hype, that she was/is a reigning, defending champion for ten straight shows (This came from her own mouth and now; we're finally, getting to where she shot herself in the foot). Anyways, she claims that she was "a reigning, defending undisputed champion for ten straight shows"... Her claim was from Titans 88 to Titans 98. While it's cute that she wants to once again hype herself and her capabilities (or lack there of) up. Reality, has a different story to tell. The truth is, that this "fantasy" of hers, was/is garbage...
The truth is, facts don't care about her feelings and only a small portion of that statement of hers; (Reigning, defending, undisputed, blah blah blah); was true (reigning) but that's only one third and that true portion of her statement; It honestly was, obviously conditional... The rest of that garbage, couldn't be further from the truth! For example: It'd be like me trying to convince all of you that I'm a good guy, a sober individual who does no wrong. Obviously, that's bullshit too but I'm using that as an example to show how blatantly Candace will try to lie to your face!
Anyways, lets move on so we can get down to the rotten core of what is Candace. Like I was saying, there was/is one conditional truth in Candace's statement. She is and has been a reigning (I'm not going to say champion because she isn't, the lass is a placeholder, still to this day; even with the World Title that she was "given" to feed her ever growing ego)!
Let's move on from her false claims and get down to the truth of her bullshit. She wanted to discuss Titans 88 to Titans 98; so I'm going to work backwards from Titans 98 to Titans 88. Prepare yourselves (Including you, Candace) for a history lesson! I'm not only going to show you how you're clearly a delusional and biased in your perception of yourself but I'm also going to expose you for the fraud that you truly are and now; at this point... There's not a damn thing you can do about it but watch and learn!
Let's go down the line!
Titans 98 Candace had a match with me and she chose to take the cowards way out by not defending her title against me. At this point, I started to understand Candace for the barking bitch that she was!
Titans 97 Candace defended against Robert Saints... Easy, big whoopty fucking do!
Titans 96, Candace had a scheduled match with me; one where the "defending"(cowardly), "champion" (more like placeholder just as I've said in the past), elected to not defend her title. Once again, so much for a champion at all. There's the narrative for this sheltered individual!
Titans 95, Candace defended her Intercontinental title against Emerson. He's a solid champion, I respect Emerson even though I've given him a ton of shit in the past. He's always tried to be a champion and that's why I consider him one of the only champions in the new breed of SFT today!
Titans 94, She defended her title against; Robert Saints. Seriously? Who in the hell sets the matches around here!?! I'm starting to see a sheltered narrative for the poor wittle Candace!
Titans 93, Candace didn't defend her title against Lucas Balkan in a match. The whole match turned out being a farce where this snake of a woman stabbed her friend; Jay Impact in the back in order to join Lucas Balkan in "The Flock". Yeah, some fucking title defense!!!
During Titans 92, Candace pulled a "Rumpke" (Yes, that's what I said, what about it!?!) and had a night off, which effectively means that once again she didn't defend her championship title. Big shocker there!
Then we've got Titans 91 where Candace was in a non title match against Jack Jones; hmm, another match where Candace didn't defend her title. I'm starting to see a pattern here, anyone else? Fuck... Jack Jones is an incompetent and lazy competitor...
Titans 90, Candace defended the title against Twilight, good job Candace! He's not quite in the same league as Emerson but he is a stalwart individual but he's still easily overwhelmed!
*Rumpke sarcastically raises two thumbs up while he cockily smirks before both of his hands shift into another form of sign language that he knows (Hint: two birds)!*
Lets get to Titans 89 (the "Lethal Lottery finale"), where Candace the mega con-artist defended the SFT Intercontinental Championship against... (Rumpke pauses before asking, "Are you ready for this"?) Louis Cypher! I'd honestly like to laugh because part of this is funny based off what I know about these two but the underlining issue; the truth is pathetic Candace. I piss on this farce of a defense that you may be proud of.
And Honestly, the truth is that you're being exploited for exactly what I said during the last promo I left for you. That's your faulty proclamation of you being a "defending champion". That statement of yours is clearly a sad delusion at this point... Both portions of it ("Defending" and "Champion")!
You're neither a champion, nor did you properly defend the SFT Intercontinental Championship during the ten straight shows that you "claimed". I'm not great at math but I'm almost certain that's 5 out of 10 when we include Titan's 88 where you defended against an already weakened Apokalypse (You're welcome for that)! 10 straight shows my ass Candace. You're a liar and now; everyone knows it... Candace, one of your mistakes is, for whatever reason; you're similar to Louis Cypher, not only when it comes to your wavering confidence but you two have a habit of shooting yourself in the foot when you come out to discuss things that are above your intellect because neither one of you realize that your ridiculous claims can be debunked by someone who cares to do their research....
Not only that, but lets count the individual time frame, the "ten" Titans that you claimed to defend your title...
88: 1
89: 2
90: 3
91: 4
92: 5
93: 6
94: 7
95: 8
96: 9!!!!
97... (10!!!)
98... (That's right, eleven, can you even count Candace)...?
Gee-sh Candace, in one paragraph from all of your barking, you've made it so easy for me to simply rip you apart... I wonder what happens if I were to actually dive further into your "Rabbit hole of words/yaps".... If you want to find out, just go ahead and run your mouth to/about me again in the future and I'll proceed to ravage you more in the future, "Darling"...
