Post by samoanjoe on Mar 10, 2009 19:18:15 GMT -5
"The End...Has Arrived!"
Samoa Joe's voice echos throughout the arena before "Mouth For War" by Pantera hits the P.A. System.
An intense amount of boos quickly begin to flood the arena as the curtains are pushed aside. Samoa Joe marches onto the stage, with a disturbing, smug grin cracked along his face. The 2-Time New Age Champion peers around the arena, looking into the eyes of the loyal GHW spectators who bombard him with jeers. The Samoan Submission Machine straightens his towel, and points at his newest T-Shirt with "FCUK GHW" draped in metallic. The Samoan Submission Machine rubs the rim of his chin and clenches his free fist before throwing his arm into the air, eliciting even more hatred filled boos from the crowd full of rednecks.
Joe drops his arms down to his side before marching down to the ring in his usual signature arrogant strut whilst getting into a verbal ware with mindless fans who mention the name of Ryan Hughes.
::[Malibu]::
"Here comes GHW's most hated, Samoa Joe. If you haven't been watching Tuesday Night Triumph lately then you wouldn't know that Ryan "Batman" Hughes is the #1 Contender for the New Age Champion. Usually Samoa Joe wouldn't give a rat's furry ass about it but it is contradictory to his plans! "
::[Weasel]::
"Yes, Samoa Joe has been promised the Title Match at Total Carnage both by contract and by word of mouth from GM Hawkeye. Now, I'm all for a Triple Threat Match but if your Samoa Joe, you want to get Ryan out of the picture as quickly as possible!"
Samoa Joe reaches the steps before climbing them one by one in a rhythmic fashion. He marching comes to a cease when he reaches the top. The Samoan Submission Machine walks along the apron and when he reaches the middle he wipes his feet along the side of the apron as if he is some sort of royalty and owns the place. The Self Proclaimed "Absolute Monarch" then steps through the middle and top rope, entering the ring.
The Samoan Submission Machine quickly turns around the the corner before climbing up to the second level. Joe slides his towel off his neck before throwing his arms into the air, once again receiving fierce disapproval from the arena. Joe gradually makes his way down the corner before turning himself to Linda. Almost on cue, Linda extends her mic out to Joe only for the Samoan to snatch it out of her grasp.
Joe then elegantly spins to the center of the ring, the middle of the ring, before speaking in a sophisticated manner.
::[Joe]::
"Ladies and Gentlemen let us all clap for Ryan Hughes, he's the #1 Contender! He beat a washed up Ryu at Total Carnage, a man who mask is so tight, it clouded his judgement about whether he should have competed. But you know, that's some real bullshit. They wanted me to make like Dominik Santiago and beg for my rights, which of course I didn't, while Ryan got in the ring with a jobber. But that's how GHW is, they are a second rate program with a bunch of pansies calling the shots like Trickshot!
In essence, GHW is pathetic and they have treated the man that has carried them to the promise land like total crap. They put me on the same level as you imbeciles. I mean, what kind of a promotion pushes a grown man who calls himself the "Batman." I've never been to such a place where a talentless bastard gets an opportunity to compete for your top prize. A prize which I have successfully captured twice with great ease!
I had to battle against Dominik Santiago when he was at his prime, well before he had his nervous breakdown and understood that his place was never to be in the same ring, room or arena as I.
I had to run rampant through Hayden Hardkore, bury his ass in lighttubes, and choke him out with such aggression. Ryan Hughes just had to fluke a jobber. And you pot smoking hippies can boo all you want because deep down you people now that everything I have said thus far is true and that GHW is at the bottom of the wrestling world! "
The crowd really lets the Samoan Submission Machine have it, as they interrupt his next comments with loud boos and angry jeers. As they quickly become vociferous, the Samoan just smiles an arrogant grin, his usual tactics.
::[Malibu]::
"Those words are such lies! GHW is the greatest federation this world has ever seen. "
::[Weasel]::
"After all Hawkeye and Trick has done for this kid. The opportunities. If GHW wasn't top of the line, Joe would never have been the superstar he is today!"
The Samoan Submission pace across the side of the ring before continuing his rant.
::[Joe]::
"Tonight I'll be battling some loser that GHW felt like putting on the card for some reason. The greatest superstar in GHW history, a man who's held the New Age Title twice, a belt which has eluded Matthew 'Olive Oil', 'Masturbating" Dragon and 'Bitch' Shot!
Tonight they've got me slated to face a jobber, whom I will squash like an insect, barely breaking a sweat. Then again, knowing GHW, they might just make a late switch to the card and have me face a more than formidable opponent while Ryan Hughes face one of you dumb locals from the crowd.
I had to battle through barbed wire matches and deathmatches while Ryan Hughes just had to roll up some pitiful misfit.
I, Samoa Joe, am enraged by the incompetence shown by the General Managers here and I think it is clear what I must do.
I believe the time is now to retire from GHW, before I am faulted with their inevitable exit from the entire wrestling world. This federation is nothing but a gimmick, a place where 40 year old virgins tune in when they are less than sober. I feel the time is right for me to take me departure and seek for a place where I can really enjoy beating the hell out of others.
When all your competition is parts its way, I'd rather compete than dominate. Its one thing for me to defeat these lower card losers every Tuesday and every 4th Sunday, without a struggle at all, and its another for me to actually give 100% and maybe not even win.
I can no longer call myself the best as long as I work here because there's no glory in winning every title, pinning bums whom I could beat asleep.
So, I have come to the decision that, at Total Carnage, I will be retiring from Gods and Heretics Wrestling, whether I am a 3-Time New Age Champion, or a sore loser.
And whether my opponent be Daniel Throne or Ryan Hughes, there is no doubt in my mind, that I will retire with this wretched promotion's top prize! "
Joe tosses the microphone aside as his latest comment receives a mixed reaction from the crowd. The arena knows not whether to cheer or be shocked by the former champion's speech. As Joe exits the arena, and marches up the ramp, he simply flags off the fans, not giving a shit about their opinions.
The Samoan Submission Machine turns as he reaches the top of the ramp before pointing at the 'GHW' logo which is hung high across the arena place on one of the rafters. 4 of 5 fingers are suddenly balled up, the remaining one none other than the middle. The 280 pound freight train brandishes his middle finger, and smiles a sadistic smile before backing into the curtains and escaping into the darkness.
-EOT-
Samoa Joe's voice echos throughout the arena before "Mouth For War" by Pantera hits the P.A. System.
An intense amount of boos quickly begin to flood the arena as the curtains are pushed aside. Samoa Joe marches onto the stage, with a disturbing, smug grin cracked along his face. The 2-Time New Age Champion peers around the arena, looking into the eyes of the loyal GHW spectators who bombard him with jeers. The Samoan Submission Machine straightens his towel, and points at his newest T-Shirt with "FCUK GHW" draped in metallic. The Samoan Submission Machine rubs the rim of his chin and clenches his free fist before throwing his arm into the air, eliciting even more hatred filled boos from the crowd full of rednecks.
Joe drops his arms down to his side before marching down to the ring in his usual signature arrogant strut whilst getting into a verbal ware with mindless fans who mention the name of Ryan Hughes.
::[Malibu]::
"Here comes GHW's most hated, Samoa Joe. If you haven't been watching Tuesday Night Triumph lately then you wouldn't know that Ryan "Batman" Hughes is the #1 Contender for the New Age Champion. Usually Samoa Joe wouldn't give a rat's furry ass about it but it is contradictory to his plans! "
::[Weasel]::
"Yes, Samoa Joe has been promised the Title Match at Total Carnage both by contract and by word of mouth from GM Hawkeye. Now, I'm all for a Triple Threat Match but if your Samoa Joe, you want to get Ryan out of the picture as quickly as possible!"
Samoa Joe reaches the steps before climbing them one by one in a rhythmic fashion. He marching comes to a cease when he reaches the top. The Samoan Submission Machine walks along the apron and when he reaches the middle he wipes his feet along the side of the apron as if he is some sort of royalty and owns the place. The Self Proclaimed "Absolute Monarch" then steps through the middle and top rope, entering the ring.
The Samoan Submission Machine quickly turns around the the corner before climbing up to the second level. Joe slides his towel off his neck before throwing his arms into the air, once again receiving fierce disapproval from the arena. Joe gradually makes his way down the corner before turning himself to Linda. Almost on cue, Linda extends her mic out to Joe only for the Samoan to snatch it out of her grasp.
Joe then elegantly spins to the center of the ring, the middle of the ring, before speaking in a sophisticated manner.
::[Joe]::
"Ladies and Gentlemen let us all clap for Ryan Hughes, he's the #1 Contender! He beat a washed up Ryu at Total Carnage, a man who mask is so tight, it clouded his judgement about whether he should have competed. But you know, that's some real bullshit. They wanted me to make like Dominik Santiago and beg for my rights, which of course I didn't, while Ryan got in the ring with a jobber. But that's how GHW is, they are a second rate program with a bunch of pansies calling the shots like Trickshot!
In essence, GHW is pathetic and they have treated the man that has carried them to the promise land like total crap. They put me on the same level as you imbeciles. I mean, what kind of a promotion pushes a grown man who calls himself the "Batman." I've never been to such a place where a talentless bastard gets an opportunity to compete for your top prize. A prize which I have successfully captured twice with great ease!
I had to battle against Dominik Santiago when he was at his prime, well before he had his nervous breakdown and understood that his place was never to be in the same ring, room or arena as I.
I had to run rampant through Hayden Hardkore, bury his ass in lighttubes, and choke him out with such aggression. Ryan Hughes just had to fluke a jobber. And you pot smoking hippies can boo all you want because deep down you people now that everything I have said thus far is true and that GHW is at the bottom of the wrestling world! "
The crowd really lets the Samoan Submission Machine have it, as they interrupt his next comments with loud boos and angry jeers. As they quickly become vociferous, the Samoan just smiles an arrogant grin, his usual tactics.
::[Malibu]::
"Those words are such lies! GHW is the greatest federation this world has ever seen. "
::[Weasel]::
"After all Hawkeye and Trick has done for this kid. The opportunities. If GHW wasn't top of the line, Joe would never have been the superstar he is today!"
The Samoan Submission pace across the side of the ring before continuing his rant.
::[Joe]::
"Tonight I'll be battling some loser that GHW felt like putting on the card for some reason. The greatest superstar in GHW history, a man who's held the New Age Title twice, a belt which has eluded Matthew 'Olive Oil', 'Masturbating" Dragon and 'Bitch' Shot!
Tonight they've got me slated to face a jobber, whom I will squash like an insect, barely breaking a sweat. Then again, knowing GHW, they might just make a late switch to the card and have me face a more than formidable opponent while Ryan Hughes face one of you dumb locals from the crowd.
I had to battle through barbed wire matches and deathmatches while Ryan Hughes just had to roll up some pitiful misfit.
I, Samoa Joe, am enraged by the incompetence shown by the General Managers here and I think it is clear what I must do.
I believe the time is now to retire from GHW, before I am faulted with their inevitable exit from the entire wrestling world. This federation is nothing but a gimmick, a place where 40 year old virgins tune in when they are less than sober. I feel the time is right for me to take me departure and seek for a place where I can really enjoy beating the hell out of others.
When all your competition is parts its way, I'd rather compete than dominate. Its one thing for me to defeat these lower card losers every Tuesday and every 4th Sunday, without a struggle at all, and its another for me to actually give 100% and maybe not even win.
I can no longer call myself the best as long as I work here because there's no glory in winning every title, pinning bums whom I could beat asleep.
So, I have come to the decision that, at Total Carnage, I will be retiring from Gods and Heretics Wrestling, whether I am a 3-Time New Age Champion, or a sore loser.
And whether my opponent be Daniel Throne or Ryan Hughes, there is no doubt in my mind, that I will retire with this wretched promotion's top prize! "
Joe tosses the microphone aside as his latest comment receives a mixed reaction from the crowd. The arena knows not whether to cheer or be shocked by the former champion's speech. As Joe exits the arena, and marches up the ramp, he simply flags off the fans, not giving a shit about their opinions.
The Samoan Submission Machine turns as he reaches the top of the ramp before pointing at the 'GHW' logo which is hung high across the arena place on one of the rafters. 4 of 5 fingers are suddenly balled up, the remaining one none other than the middle. The 280 pound freight train brandishes his middle finger, and smiles a sadistic smile before backing into the curtains and escaping into the darkness.
-EOT-