Post by samoanjoe on Sept 9, 2008 21:59:38 GMT -5
Read the Beginning of Dominance before you read this.
Weasel:
Regardless of what these people think, that was one hell of a fight and one hell of a win for Samoa Joe. I am proud to say that GHW has a 'real champion'. And when I say real, I mean someone who doesn't get forfeits and or flukes. I'm talking about genuine smash mouth, ass kicking real! Samoa Joe destroyed Dominik Santiago and now he is and will be the champion of the New Age!
Regardless of what these people think, that was one hell of a fight and one hell of a win for Samoa Joe. I am proud to say that GHW has a 'real champion'. And when I say real, I mean someone who doesn't get forfeits and or flukes. I'm talking about genuine smash mouth, ass kicking real! Samoa Joe destroyed Dominik Santiago and now he is and will be the champion of the New Age!
Malibu:
Oh Weasel, Samoa Joe barely even won that match. Yeah it was good, but I sure liked it when sexy Dominik Santiago had that gold around his million dollar abdomen. Oh shall I miss the way the arena lights bounced off his shiny 6-pack and how his white teeth illuminated an arena. Oh what a sexy boy!
Oh Weasel, Samoa Joe barely even won that match. Yeah it was good, but I sure liked it when sexy Dominik Santiago had that gold around his million dollar abdomen. Oh shall I miss the way the arena lights bounced off his shiny 6-pack and how his white teeth illuminated an arena. Oh what a sexy boy!
Weasel:
Silly girl, fantasies like that are for losers! It's all about suplexing someone over your chest or catching someone spring boarding and spiking him into the canvas with a powerbomb. That's what Joe brings to the table and on another note I have a question. Do you find... me attractive?
Silly girl, fantasies like that are for losers! It's all about suplexing someone over your chest or catching someone spring boarding and spiking him into the canvas with a powerbomb. That's what Joe brings to the table and on another note I have a question. Do you find... me attractive?
Just before Malibu can answer the question which the arena was dying to know, a familiar voice begins to speak to the arena.
I Am Dominance, In Every Single Way, Aspect, Shape or Form.
I Am Destructive.
I Need Not To Find Focus For I Am The Living Definition of It.
I Am Not Consumed By Fear for I Am Fear Itself and The Undeniable Courage.
I Do Not Feel Remorse For Remorse Is For The Weak And Self righteous.
The Word Pity Does Not Apply To Me, For Pity Is For Incompetents.
I Don't Feel Pain For It Is Me, And Every Different Suffering That Is Inflicted Upon You.
I Am Not Human, I Am.... A Machine.
I AM SAMOA JOE!!!
I Am Destructive.
I Need Not To Find Focus For I Am The Living Definition of It.
I Am Not Consumed By Fear for I Am Fear Itself and The Undeniable Courage.
I Do Not Feel Remorse For Remorse Is For The Weak And Self righteous.
The Word Pity Does Not Apply To Me, For Pity Is For Incompetents.
I Don't Feel Pain For It Is Me, And Every Different Suffering That Is Inflicted Upon You.
I Am Not Human, I Am.... A Machine.
I AM SAMOA JOE!!!
With that final phrase, the fans immediately its there cue to boo and they don't fail as they quickly flood the arena with their hatred. While the heat continues to rise, "Paper Cut" by Linkin Park hits the P.A. system. The green smoke quickly builds up at both ends of the entrance platform and after a brief moment, the curtains begin to jerk and finally emerging is the long and awaiting New Age Champion Samoa Joe wearing his bloody towel and ring attire. His look now currently being tricked out by the couple pounds of gold that hang on his shoulder.
The champ stands in the middle of the stage platform and grins a completely cocky grin before stepping onto the entrance ramp and making his way down the ring. While the fans continue to boo and hold up their hateful signs, Joe just keeps his smug like smile and pace until he reaches and ultimately walks up the steel steps. The champ wipes his boots along the ring apron before entering through the middle and top rope. Joe leans over and grabs a microphone from the ring attendant but as he turns around to begin his speech, his facial expression is changed to that of a mixture between satisfaction and anger.
Joe:
Ladies and Gentlemen I won't you take a good look at this championship that rests on my shoulder. Take a good look at it before you listen to what I have to say. Go on, make sure you acquire enough of a mental picture. Did you get a good look?
I want you to remember this moment and replay it again and again so that your mind understands it and gets used to it because, my shoulder is the only damn shoulder this champion is going to be resting on for a damn long time. That's not fictional, that's reality. That's not opinion, that's fact. Its in no way a false statement, only the truth I speak to you.
About 2 months ago I joined GHW in hopes of conquering more terrain in the Wrestling atmosphere. I ruled the United Kingdom, China and most of Europe with an Iron Fist. I came to America and became a living nightmare for my opponents. I dominated wrestling venues and corporations across the globe until I finally found myself signing a GHW contract.
2 months ago, I promised you that there would be a hostile takeover in GHW. I urged you to heed my warning and prepare for a new era. I told you time after time that I would take over the throne of GHW and rule this industry showing no mercy, no remorse any only dishing out pain and executions.
I told you that I was soon to be GHW Absolute Monarchy and take control over this business.
And just like I promised you months in advance, there would be nothing or no one to stop me.
And if you didn't believe the truth before, your eyes surely forced you to when I stood over Dominik Santiago's bloody corpse and held this New Age Championship high into the air.
And just like I told you fools when I first hit the ring, I would become the King of this mountain whether you folks cheered for me or booed me. I guess you could say I'm 2 for 2.
Hell make that 3 for 3 because I said after Summer Ritual, Dominik Santiago would be in a hospital bed and where is he now? Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm batting 1.000!
Ladies and Gentlemen I won't you take a good look at this championship that rests on my shoulder. Take a good look at it before you listen to what I have to say. Go on, make sure you acquire enough of a mental picture. Did you get a good look?
I want you to remember this moment and replay it again and again so that your mind understands it and gets used to it because, my shoulder is the only damn shoulder this champion is going to be resting on for a damn long time. That's not fictional, that's reality. That's not opinion, that's fact. Its in no way a false statement, only the truth I speak to you.
About 2 months ago I joined GHW in hopes of conquering more terrain in the Wrestling atmosphere. I ruled the United Kingdom, China and most of Europe with an Iron Fist. I came to America and became a living nightmare for my opponents. I dominated wrestling venues and corporations across the globe until I finally found myself signing a GHW contract.
2 months ago, I promised you that there would be a hostile takeover in GHW. I urged you to heed my warning and prepare for a new era. I told you time after time that I would take over the throne of GHW and rule this industry showing no mercy, no remorse any only dishing out pain and executions.
I told you that I was soon to be GHW Absolute Monarchy and take control over this business.
And just like I promised you months in advance, there would be nothing or no one to stop me.
And if you didn't believe the truth before, your eyes surely forced you to when I stood over Dominik Santiago's bloody corpse and held this New Age Championship high into the air.
And just like I told you fools when I first hit the ring, I would become the King of this mountain whether you folks cheered for me or booed me. I guess you could say I'm 2 for 2.
Hell make that 3 for 3 because I said after Summer Ritual, Dominik Santiago would be in a hospital bed and where is he now? Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm batting 1.000!
Joe rubs his chin and after yelling at the booing and Santiago chanting fans to shut the hell up he continues his sermon.
Now with the utter demise of sir Dominik Santiago, there is all but one more pathetic fool that just like hsi fly like counterpart, needs to be squished. There is one more peasant that is defying you king in an attempt to over throw me. This treasonous peasant goes by the name of Hayden Hardkore.
It is with my knowledge that I understand that I will be able to get my bare hands around the chicken like neck of this pesky, 3rd Estate ranked man before Code Blue.
And to my knowledge, the stakes will be high. The one of us that is victorious determines the match at Code Blue when we both place our chips on the table and risk it all to prove once and for all who is the dominant force in this business. I already know the answer to that question but it is Hayden who needs a painful reminder.
Tonight he will find himself on the receiving end of a severe torture for his sins. And at Code Blue, just like the many that preceded him he will have his moment of confidence. But just like the many that preceded him he will too meet the fate of a terrible execution.
And while I smile over his rotten corpse when they carry him out on that barely comfortable gurney, I will wear his blood around my neck and hold both this New Age title and the King of Deathmatch Championship high into the air.
And mark my words, the mortifying scene of Hayden being rushed to the emergency room in an ambulance will be the last you remember of him for after Code Blue, after the Muscle Buster and Coquina Clutch...
My Kingdom Will Never See Him Return!
It is with my knowledge that I understand that I will be able to get my bare hands around the chicken like neck of this pesky, 3rd Estate ranked man before Code Blue.
And to my knowledge, the stakes will be high. The one of us that is victorious determines the match at Code Blue when we both place our chips on the table and risk it all to prove once and for all who is the dominant force in this business. I already know the answer to that question but it is Hayden who needs a painful reminder.
Tonight he will find himself on the receiving end of a severe torture for his sins. And at Code Blue, just like the many that preceded him he will have his moment of confidence. But just like the many that preceded him he will too meet the fate of a terrible execution.
And while I smile over his rotten corpse when they carry him out on that barely comfortable gurney, I will wear his blood around my neck and hold both this New Age title and the King of Deathmatch Championship high into the air.
And mark my words, the mortifying scene of Hayden being rushed to the emergency room in an ambulance will be the last you remember of him for after Code Blue, after the Muscle Buster and Coquina Clutch...
My Kingdom Will Never See Him Return!
Joe drops the microphone as his entrance them hits the P.A. system once again. The Samoan Submission Machine raises the New Age Championship high into the air one more time before draping it over his right shoulder and dropping down to the canvas and rolling under the bottom rope exiting the ring.
EOT