
Originally Posted by
scribbler_jones
Sagittarius Blue: Shaz, Shaz, Shaz... Real competition has been staring you in the face the entire time! It's none other than yours truly, the Classic City Saint, Sagittarius Blue.
Of course, you would realize this if you weren't busy hiding out in the bushes every time I come by. Or hiding from anyone else who actually has a set of cajones. You seem well versed in proclaiming yourself "Best in the World" but you don't - or can't - find it in yourself to back up that little claim. Or is it possible that you only used that little bitty booger of a brain you have to concoct a fruity little plan: call yourself "Best in the World" and hope that you either impress or intimidate people into not wanting to fight with you?
You see, Shazzy, I've watched the Best in the World. I study tapes of the greatest of the greats... Buddy Rogers, Ric Flair, Dean Malenko, Shawn Michaels, Bret Hart, Chris Jericho, Chris Benoit, Randy Savage, Eddie Gurerro... and you're nothing like them. You're not even fit to shine their boots. One day, you can aspire to be good enough to look at their posters or movies and think "Damn, I'm almost as good as they are on their worst day." But now, you're nothing but a young buck writing massive checks with your mouth without a damn cent in the bank to cash them with.
Now don't get the wrong idea, Shazam - I'm far from the best in the world myself. A fact that I can man up and own up to - because that means I can only get better. I've fought with some of the toughest, the baddest, the most dangerous men around the world. I've bled in the same cages and rings as they have, and I'm damn proud of it. And sooner or later, Shazzy, I will get my shot at you. Don't care if it's for a title shot or what - I just want the world to watch it and say "DAMN... Shaz got knocked the fuck out!!!" and see me standing tall after the ref counts the pin - while you lie there wondering just where you went wrong in the melancholy travesty that is your life.
Shaz: You wanna carry on talking?! Carry on then! I'm not bothered! But do you know what does bother me? All the bullshit you speak! So lemme tell you something, from a real MANS viewpoint. I'm the best in the world, Shawn Michaels and all those other nobodies have absolutely nothing on the best. Do you get that? Or has Pisces been stuffing those burgers into your mouth as well?
No one gives a fuck about you being an MMA fighter. In fact, me and you have something in common. And that is the fact, that we both crave violence. I crave blood, that is why I self harm. I do what I have to do, in order to feel pain. From the very start, I knew that I could wrestler. And all the critics dissed the fuck out of me, and look where I am now! Better than every single wrestler that ever lived! I'm holding the lowest belt in the EWNCW, and I've made it the most prestigious belt in EWNCW history!
You may not believe me, but if you don't, then I've got two words for you..Fuck. You. You seriously do NOT know who you're dealing with do ya? You're dealing with the man, born and bred in Brixton! You're dealing with someone who can kick your plastic ass! Trust me. Besides being a so called "badass", I've got a huge dark side to me. A dark side which no one can touch, or see. A dark side which no one will ever hear of. You saying that you are competition, is like saying Accrington Stanley can defeat Manchester United. Impossible, the only level you are in..is the Vixxen level in TWE.
And no one gives a fuck if you are the "Classic City Saint", but I am the best in the world. So remember that when you start talking trash about the Shaz-Ma-Taz. I am a legend. Remember that, punk.
OOC: "Sagittarius Blue", remember that fucking name. #Legend
My mate let me borrow his laptop for a few hours, so I'll be on here for a few hours.
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