Taking aim. (vs. Jorge Santos III)
Apr 27, 2016 20:35:40 GMT -6
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Post by devilssaint on Apr 27, 2016 20:35:40 GMT -6
The camera opens up to Nikki's face cocked to the side. He looks into the camera with an inquisitive stare as he wrinkles his nose. "Am I Frank Debauchee yet?" Nikki backs away from the camera with his hands up defensively. "No. No, I lost against an actual wrestler and not some face-painted freak. In fact, I am closer to being the face-painted freak than I am that non-committed pseudo-First Class member." Nikki rests his chin on his hand while resting that elbow on the hand of his opposite arm. "I suppose that puts me one... two... three steps better than Frank Debauchee." Nikki laughs and looks away. "I don't need to hide behind women to prevent me from losing. I have balls-" He ever so vulgarly grabs at his genitals. "I am a man, and I don't need to resort to such tactics." Nikki has an epiphany. "I guess that makes me better than Barrel too! And Frankie Cocheese! And the so-called 'Burb Boys" he says with air quotes.
Nikki shrugs as if completely innocent. "I don't resort to kidnapping a girl to get what I want- highly illegal, by the way. Oh, but Cocheese must have the biggest balls because he can cheat his way to the MSW Championship. A title that used to have respect, honour and tradition attached to it, but now has nothing more than last night's Philly Cheese Steak and a few jizz stains soaked right into the leather." Nikki reaches into the back pocket of his jeans and throws a Kleenex brand facial tissue at the camera. "Wipe that shit up Cocheese, pretty soon the only reason you'll keep the belt is because no one else wants to touch it. They'll all be going after the belt that is actually more of an abortion than a Cocheese title. The Hardcore title that has seen Chris Orton among the leaders for most reigns. It has seen two men co-hold the belt. It has seen a bird and a clown hold it, and LeBroc Harris. Oh yeah, and somewhere along the way some girl came in and helped clean up some of the mess." Nikki holds out his hands. "But Badger is back. Oh yay, I was hoping for the guy that is a bigger turncoat than Frank Washington to come back. The thing about Badger is that you can't tell what he is going to do next because he doesn't know what he is going to do next. You've got the strangely lucid schizoid, Mark Storm, the unpredictable turncoat Badger, you also have some asshole named Nikki Venom. That guy can't even win a match to save his life it seems, but still deems it necessary to pull everyone down around him, because..." For the first time Nikki shows signs of cracking. He grabs the sides of the camera and pulls his face in close. "yoooooou... wanted it."
He frees one hand to tear away the fake moustache leaving behind flabs of glue. "I told you, if you wanted mud to be slung it would be slung. If you wanted blood to be shed, then Jorge Santos' blood run. You want a viciousness not seen out of me since two thousand fourteen; then the old Nikki is what you all are going to get at Unstoppable 22. And what will happen is inevitable. You will boo. You will get what you all have wanted from me, and yet you will boo." His voice begins to rise as the anger bubbles up. "You will say I went to far, when all you have said up to this point is that I HAVEN'T GONE FAR ENOUGH! The blood is on YOUR hands now, and you have no one to blame but YOURSELVES!" His voice becomes cold and calm again. "This week is not about trying to save any of you ingrates. You don't want to be saved, that's fine. Now you must live with the choices you made. It's too late to turn back on the path you chose. When I get in the ring with Jorge Santos the broken arm I am going to give him will be on your hands. And you will have to live with the fact that for six weeks a man will not be able to provide for his family because of your blood lust." Nikki shoves the camera and walks away.
EDN.
