Where's Miley Silas?!

Where's Miley Silas?! Jun 27, 2016 1:14:03 GMT -6 The Rival ™ likes this

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Post by Delsin Oswald on Jun 27, 2016 1:14:03 GMT -6

"So where's Miley Silas been at?! LeBroc Harris had it pretty good there!"

Oh you know it's been a couple of days and Silas never bothered to speak up yet. Maybe he was scared. Couldn't blame him, trying to step up against First Class. There were still plenty of numbers. Tommy Montana was doin' his thing but he'd be there for D-O just like D-O was there for him. There was Well Connected, too! Don't forget about T-Zone and Lenny! They were just busy with TJ Bryce who was recovering from injury and helping represent First Class over the Canadian Border but all we had to do was call 'em and they'd be there. Miley Silas didn't understand that and he didn't understand he was against the heavy hitter, D-O baby!

"The name is fitting for you, ya know? I mean take a second here and let's just compare. Got you, this scrawny little thing with tattoos trying to call yourself the king of knockouts or some nonsense. Get that outta here! You look like a little girl with her hair chopped off. Go put on a training bra because you look like you could use it. We're not in the business of givin' handouts to little girls, Miley, so take your barbie dolls and go play somewhere else. Your big sister though - that blondie with the ink? She can come right on along here with the train headed straight to the D-O and he'll treat her just right! More than some little girl that thinks she's tough can do anyway. Oh, but forgive me because these activists might start freaking out saying we're calling women weak. Psh, hell naw. You kidding me? You saw Olga, right? That's a huge bitch. But this girl? Nah, there's no threat here. Oh but before Miley Silas speaks up... lets not forget who was hand picked by Mister Cornelius for being so damn good at what I do to come and join not just MSW, but First Class! First Class was a thing before MSW even came back, baby, and I was right there at the helm with my main man, Ulysses Queen!"

First Class, baby, it just doesn't get any better! Miley Silas just wasn't gonna listen. It didn't matter how hard I tried, I knew better. Damn I knew way better but that's gonna be his fault. First Class was about being the best and he just didn't know it.

"So how does it feel to have all these teenie-boppers screamin' your name and singin' about some climb like you're ever going to reach the top. The pinnacle of your career was that felon, Barrel, and handed your ass to you on a silver platter! I mean c'mon, you let a felon do that to you! But I get it! Now, NOW you've got a point to prove, right Miley? You sure you don't wanna let her get on that road to D-O town? I mean I can't promise you she'll wanna come back but higher risk, higher reward, right? Spend money to make money kind of thing? I mean she comes along to D-O town she's gonna get it Dead On and be treated with class the way that we do things. Instead you've got her standing in your corner cheering you on like she belongs there but when you're not looking her eyes are gonna be Dead On, all over this sexy piece of 5-Star Chocolate!"

I was a sexy piece of work, that much was clear. 5 Star Athlete, 5 star sexy piece of work, top of the line player just damn good at everything? How could Journie June turn this down? I mean, I could take her to the highest ended restaurants, treat her real nice.. more than a tattooed teenie bopper could do.

"Sure, go ahead and stand up for your lady! Any respectable man would, and should, but if you've got eyes in the back of your head you better be watching them because Miss Journie June I want you to to really really think about this decision. Tattooed teenie bopper that wears training bras OR a gentleman of class that can take you anywhere in this world that you want to go, all five stars because that's how First Class handles business. If I think you're deserving enough-- maybe Miley Silas can be our waiter. No, wait, I wouldn't trust him with my food. He can be our busser though, let him clean up our mess after I show you what a real man can do. So maybe once I'm done beating you, Miley, your gal and I can go have the time that she's really looking for. But I guess I've got you to deal with before that then, huh? Gotta take you down to show your pretty lady there how to get the job done? Because I mean, sure, you got it done against Nikki Venom, and maybe you got it done against DCC, but you failed to get it done when it counted against Felonezer Scrooge. They're sayin' you might still get your shot for the IMPURE championship because of the time limit draw but word from the office? That's Mister Cornelius feeling generous. You had your shot and you blew it. So now to get your shot again? You gotta go through First Class; you gotta go through the 5 Star Athlete."

Felonezer Scrooge, HA! Couldn't have thought of it better myself. Oh wait, didn't have to! Came up with that for Barrel by myself! Too bad Silas messed up that shot.

"Let's break this down for a second before we move forward. Silas has had ample opportunity to step up. I told you if you was feelin' froggy to jump but ol' boy just didn't wanna jump. Miley Silas has yet to jump. Maybe it's because he's feelin' punked. Maybe it's because he doesn't know what else he could say after talkin' all that trash about not knowing who I am, or calling me Mister Cornelius' lap-dog? I tell you what, even if he did feel froggy and decided he wanted to jump? He can jump as high as he wants 'cause I'll jump higher. He can jump as far as he wants and I'll jump further. He can try and do whatever he wants in this match but I'll do it better. Anything he can do I can, and will always do it better. Do you know why Im the 5-Star Athlete? I don't think you do. Maybe that's why you haven't raised your voice like a punk because you realized you screwed up. Name a sport, an activity, and I've been the best at it. Basketball? The best. Football? The best. Soccer? The best. Tennis? The best. WRESTLING? The best. Nobody can keep up with me and that's why Mister Cornelius came to me! That's why Duke Andrews couldn't stand up to me and that's why Tevolo couldn't stand up to me, 'neither."

All fair points. All legit points. And where was Silas in it all? Worrying about trying to knock people out and messin' himself up while he's at it.

"I gotta ask, too, How did he score that gorgeous woman? I mean she clearly won't be his for long but Lord we'll never know. Maybe we can ask Sister Catherine and God can tell us. At least then when she leaves his punk ass for D-O Town he'll know why he couldn't man up to Class. You, Silas, want this but are you good enough to take it? Or do I have to show that pretty lady of yours how a real man gets down and does the job? First Class doesn't fail. Mister Montana had a rough night but he's gonna be back and when he is? That MSW Championship is coming back home. If those felon's didn't take of TJ Bryce and put him on the injured list? He'd still be PURE15 champ- and bet your ass he didn't fail. Next Saturday against you? I won't fail because Fist Class doesn't fail! Say it with me now! First Class doesn't fail. One more time! First Class doesn't fail! So you listen up and you listen well Miley. They call me #DeadOn Delsin Oswald, everything I do is perfection to the T. It won't ever get any better than this so you can quit day dreaming about how much better than you I am because Unstoppable, my man, Mister Cornelius has entrusted me to take care of you and that is exactly what's going to happen. And your lady friend might be home late so don't wait up."

Silas might be tough but he wasn't 5-Star tough. #DeadOn, the D-O, that's 5-Star tough!