Post by The Apocalypse on Jul 10, 2014 21:54:47 GMT -6
"The Trio of Justice… a trio standing for something that fails to exist. Justice in it’s purest form is only an excuse of a word for those that believe they’re doing good in the world to coin it so that everybody knows what it is that they’re doing. That is what men like Peyton Von Licht, Johnny B., Yugo Phailous and Luke Jackson do. They play pretend but they're not 'heroes.' They put those words onto themselves, they stand up and convince everybody that they fight the "good fight" but it's all just an attention game."
There was an ominous, eerie pause.
"But Virgil and Myself, we don't NEED attention. Neforian paid the price at Unstoppable when he failed us. Neforian failed the mission, Neforian failed everything that he stood for. He had one goal; destroy Peyton Von Licht and he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it but still thought he had power over us but Neforian never had control. Neforian was never our leader. Neforian was our partner, and our partner failed to uphold what he needed to uphold and for that he paid the price. However the price he paid was just... lets just say it was a message. It was a message sent loud and clear to Peyton Von Licht. It was a message that whether or not Von Licht is number one contender, whether or not Luke Jackson is number one contender, and whether or not Bonecrusher and Phailous are on their side... they will fall and they will crumble."
There was an ominous, eerie pause.
"But Virgil and Myself, we don't NEED attention. Neforian paid the price at Unstoppable when he failed us. Neforian failed the mission, Neforian failed everything that he stood for. He had one goal; destroy Peyton Von Licht and he couldn't do it. He couldn't do it but still thought he had power over us but Neforian never had control. Neforian was never our leader. Neforian was our partner, and our partner failed to uphold what he needed to uphold and for that he paid the price. However the price he paid was just... lets just say it was a message. It was a message sent loud and clear to Peyton Von Licht. It was a message that whether or not Von Licht is number one contender, whether or not Luke Jackson is number one contender, and whether or not Bonecrusher and Phailous are on their side... they will fall and they will crumble."
Dante's voice rang out, loud and deep and it carried far. The two, Dante & Virgil, always shared the same mentality. In the ring, outside the ring, it was like they were mentally connected. They could tell what the other was thinking, what the other was going to do before they did it. And now at Unstoppable they were adding the Heavyweight champion, Bryce Manning, to their side. They were adding the most vicious person in MSW to their side, if only for one night only. Bryce Manning didn't care. Bryce Manning had no remorse and it was what made him the champion that he was. And on this night, hell was awakened and personified as he paired with the monsters of The Apocalypse. They stood in a dark room, an ominous blue light covered the area and the two members of The Apocalypse shared their sickening smiles, Manning leaned against the wall in the background as Virgil spoke.
"The doubt in all of their minds, the doubt they speak, the doubt in their eyes, the wonder if they'll be able to claim the victory that they desperately want. A victory that they desperately crave... but a victory they shall not achieve. Success is determined by that of ones own will. The Champion, Bryce Manning, has deemed that success for himself believing there to be no other way. The Bonecrushing Phailous received a lucky win when they defeated us but at Unstoppable, Johnny B. won't be so lucky. Johnny B. will be crushed. Johnny B. will be destroyed. Luke Jackson will be squashed like a bug and Peyton Von Licht will be obliterated. You three asked for this match. You three wanted this match but it's like the saying goes... be careful what you wish for you never if you might just get it. The three of you asked for your death wish. The three of you foolishly jumped into this and let your thoughts stray, forgetting about us. Bonecrusher thought that just because they got lucky, knocking us out of the tournament that you could move on, that The Apocalypse would just vanish. But the Apocalypse never vanishes, the Apocalypse never goes away, because the end is always just around the corner."
""Bonecrusher... you thought we were off of your radar but you were wrong. Peyton Von Licht and Luke Jackson thought the moment they won the shot at Bryce Manning we would be off of their radar but we have not forgotten and we will never forget. You are a loose end, Peyton Von Licht, and all loose ends must be tied. You do what you do to seek the attention of your peers and you stand across the ring at Unstoppable from the worst nightmare of all nightmare. Bryce Manning and The Apocalypse are the nightmare of nightmares, the evil of evil, the truth of truths. As we stand here before you we stand as your enemy, your fear... your TRUTH.""
The two members of the Apocalypse stepped aside as Bryce stepped off of the wall and emerged from the shadows, stepping forward.
“The billing Bonecrusher gave us couldn’t be any more right. We’re the Legion of Doom, we’re everything that you DON’T want your kid growing up to me. My reign as champion has been nothing short of dominate—and one more time, I’ve gotta share the ring with Von Licht and Jackson.. I don’t know when, but eventually they’re going to see that they’re not in my league—they’re totally outclassed..”
Trailing his words off, Bryce kept his head down as—despite the darkness, he could be seen taking a sharp exhale. With the MSW Championship being lit up by the little amount of light provided, Bryce adjusted the title causing a glimmer of light—albeit a small one, all as he chuckled to himself.
“I don’t know what more to say—I could stand here and tell everyone I told you so, but why? What’d it get me? I’ve been telling Missouri and Missouri State Wrestling that I’m by-far, hands down the best champion in this industry.. and each time they want to try and call my bluff—I prove my words. So they think that by assembling the fan-favorites, the ‘good guys’ and rolling them in a ball bound for failure, it changes things? That all of a sudden I’m going to NOT be as talented as I am?!”
With a scoff—Bryce continued all as The Apocalypse kept their eyes glued on the camera.
“.. It doesn’t matter if it’s Johnny B., Luke Jackson, Peyton Von Licht forming an alliance with China and their billions in population.. it STILL wouldn’t be enough. We’re walking into Unstoppable with one goal in mind..”
Holding up his right index finger, Bryce smirked.
“Raining on your parade. See, James Peterson—the so-called ‘genius’ thought that he was able to figure me out—yeah? That’s why he’s crying and demanding a rematch with me.. My name was marked with a win, not his. And at Unstoppable? It’s going to be the same thing.. nothing changes. Bryce Manning and The Apocalypse will walk into the show without chips on our shoulders ‘cause we’re not the underdogs. We’re the favorites—and despite everyone hating my guys.. WANTING to see me lose.. there’s a difference of ‘wanting’ and ‘knowing’ and they KNOW that it’s more likely for Danny Stevenson to drop 50 pounds and put his money where his mouth is and attempt to shut me up himself instead of sending The Three Stooges in my direction.”
Letting off another chuckle, Bryce nodded his head all as he pushed himself off of the wall and turned to the face the camera—he shot a glare so mean and cold that it’d send shivers down the spine of Satan.
“I am the Missouri State Wrestling Champion and whether you like it or not I am the single most DOMINATE force in the company. With Dante and Virgil at my side? Well.. Heh..”
The camera suddenly panned out to show a show of all three men in the frame—it looked rather intimidating as Bryce nodded his head and shrugged.
“.. take a look at that and form your own opinion. Be afraid.. Be very.. very.. afraid of what we’re capable of doing as a unit. Larry, Moe and Curly stand NO chance- This.. Is the Age of.. Brycepocalypse.”
Tilting his head back, the MSW Champion extended his arms out and kept them their all.
