Trust is gonna getcha
Jan 12, 2021 0:21:42 GMT -5
Miss Michelle and "Killer" Kevin Jameson like this
Post by KOP on Jan 12, 2021 0:21:42 GMT -5
Rochester, NY:
Rob Zombie tribute band concert a group named Zombierum is playing on stage in front of about 50 losers that all think they are really Rob Zombie.
On stage I can hear a voice of some no talent hack that is making my ears bleed, and the rest of the crowd is trying to get into the song , and of course the drugs and alcohol help them alot. I’m about to do drugs myself if I dont get up there and stop the lead singer. So who is this lead singer? You guessed it the former Mr. Homicide Redrum of recent OPW and recently a guy who stiffed the Chaotic Beatdown Stable.
I head to the stage and hand the security guy a few hundred dollar bills and he disappears. I climb on stage and run up and take the electric guitar from one of the band members and that’s when Rumy’s eyes open and he is surprised as I break the guitar across his head. I then pick him up and slam him into the drums and I punch him in the face repeatedly until he is a bloody pulp.
The crowd is going crazy and cheering because of their love for violence. I grab the microphone and address the crowd.
Ray Andrews: So what do you think huh?
Crowd: We want more!
Ray Andrews: I would give you more except that would make me a murderer if I keep it going. But let me tell you why I did this.
KOP: You see Rumy here was part of my stable that was set to take over OPW. Just when we got going strong he backed out like a bitch. We beat his ass before he left, but he broke my trust and I owed him a personal visit from the King of Pain.
I drop the mike on Rumy’s battered body as the crowd is still pumped from the violence.
Two days Later:
Detroit , MI DMC Sinai Grace Hospital
I walk into the worst hospital in all of Detroit. The staff is rude to the patients, there are people bleeding out in the waiting room , and total chaos on top of the COVID -19 stuff in place but poorly enforced.
I find an orderly about my size and I flash some cash at him to let me use his ID badge. He takes the money and says he was about to quit anyway. After finding some scrubs in one of the storage rooms, a nurse asks me to roll a guy to the third floor. Just my luck because that’s where I wanted to go anyway. Myself and the patient get on the elevator and upon getting off at the third floor, The lady asks me if I’m going to just leave her there.
KOP: What’s your name again?
Patient: Emma Stylez BitcH!
KOP: Whoa you’re a little old to be talking like that grandma! You any relation to Johnny?
Emma: That Poozer is a distant relative of mine, his whole family copied how I talk. Why?
Before letting the door close I hit the button for the 6th floor which will take her to the mental health ward. One drop of Stylez blood in anyone makes you as Rocky would say “mentally irregular.”
Making my way down the hallway, there it is room 5630. Gibson was always talking about his money , and yet here he is in the poorest shittiest hospital in Detroit. He was faking it the whole time.
There is an oxygen tank by his bed as he sleeps . So I pick it up and :
KOP: Wakey Wakey Sunshine!
Gibson: Wha? What the hell man what are you………
BAM!
The oxygen tank knocks him out of his bed and then I see he has a catheter in so I grab the bag and rip it out. He screams in agony even more as I stomp him in the gut .
Gibson: Why?
KOP: You broke my trust Chris!
I put his ass to sleep with a choke hold and drag him in the bathroom . I close the door and leave his room, knowing I have issued justice for their failing me in CBD.
The Next Day:
I head to the arena and there is a new guy named “Killer” Kevin Jameson. He walks up to me and he tells me how he has been watching me for years and is interested in working with me. After a lot of careful thought I suddenly came to the conclusion that it's a good idea. After all there is no history between us and he definitely has good size and athleticism. My only warning to him was to not Break my Trust.
I meet with Zuma to discuss my match where I will get back my OPW X-Tradition Title Belt from Adrenna Lynn.
Zuma: KOP what are your plans against Adrenna Lynn for
DRuGZ SeX ~n~ ROCK-n-RoLL ?
KOP: Shut Up Zuma! My plans are simple. Win back my X-Tradition Champion Belt. I guarantee it.
Zuma: Guarantee? I mean you have had trouble with her several times.
KOP: It’s because you can TRUST me. You see trust is a very important word to me. Adreanna Lynn can Trust she will get the beating of her life. She can trust that those energy drinks won’t save her ass. She can trust that she will be a transitional champion. Ask my former CBD stablemates what trust means to KOP (smiles).
Don’t ever think for one moment that you can’t trust what I say either. So one more thing to trust here. Johnny Stylez you have been trying to flex your way into my business lately. So I will tell you one thing. It won’t go well for you at all . TRUST ME!
Zuma: Well wait a minute , but you aren't fighting Johnny Stylez so why would you…….(cutoff)
KOP: Not yet Zuma ! But I will bitch! Right after I take down the caffeine freak and make her FEEL THE PAIN!
I leave the interview and I head down to the cafeteria to grab a bite to eat. I order the turkey sandwich and a Pepsi. A fan comes up to me and asks me questions while I’m eating.
Fan: Hey KOP what are eating ?
KOP: Turkey
Fan: Good choice speaking of Turkey (cutoff)
KOP: I answered your question now move on punk.
Fan: I hope Adrenna Lynn beats your ass Mr Meanie! (crying)
KOP: Wow dude did you just call me Mr. Meanie? What are you like 60?
Fan: I’m 62 years old and I’m Adrenna Lynns number one fan. I’m going to have some Turkey and a Rockstar! Because Adrenna Lynn is MY Rockstar!
The idiot leaves and he goes to order his food and Rockstar then he sticks his tongue out at me like a five year old and leaves. I mean how am I having trouble with a wrestler like Adrenna Lynn who inspires that kind of fandom? If I don’t win this match , I trust my legacy will be tarnished after the show. So I’m going to have to hurt her badly this week. Her trust in those energy drinks will fail her miserably this week(smiles).
Rob Zombie tribute band concert a group named Zombierum is playing on stage in front of about 50 losers that all think they are really Rob Zombie.
On stage I can hear a voice of some no talent hack that is making my ears bleed, and the rest of the crowd is trying to get into the song , and of course the drugs and alcohol help them alot. I’m about to do drugs myself if I dont get up there and stop the lead singer. So who is this lead singer? You guessed it the former Mr. Homicide Redrum of recent OPW and recently a guy who stiffed the Chaotic Beatdown Stable.
I head to the stage and hand the security guy a few hundred dollar bills and he disappears. I climb on stage and run up and take the electric guitar from one of the band members and that’s when Rumy’s eyes open and he is surprised as I break the guitar across his head. I then pick him up and slam him into the drums and I punch him in the face repeatedly until he is a bloody pulp.
The crowd is going crazy and cheering because of their love for violence. I grab the microphone and address the crowd.
Ray Andrews: So what do you think huh?
Crowd: We want more!
Ray Andrews: I would give you more except that would make me a murderer if I keep it going. But let me tell you why I did this.
KOP: You see Rumy here was part of my stable that was set to take over OPW. Just when we got going strong he backed out like a bitch. We beat his ass before he left, but he broke my trust and I owed him a personal visit from the King of Pain.
I drop the mike on Rumy’s battered body as the crowd is still pumped from the violence.
Two days Later:
Detroit , MI DMC Sinai Grace Hospital
I walk into the worst hospital in all of Detroit. The staff is rude to the patients, there are people bleeding out in the waiting room , and total chaos on top of the COVID -19 stuff in place but poorly enforced.
I find an orderly about my size and I flash some cash at him to let me use his ID badge. He takes the money and says he was about to quit anyway. After finding some scrubs in one of the storage rooms, a nurse asks me to roll a guy to the third floor. Just my luck because that’s where I wanted to go anyway. Myself and the patient get on the elevator and upon getting off at the third floor, The lady asks me if I’m going to just leave her there.
KOP: What’s your name again?
Patient: Emma Stylez BitcH!
KOP: Whoa you’re a little old to be talking like that grandma! You any relation to Johnny?
Emma: That Poozer is a distant relative of mine, his whole family copied how I talk. Why?
Before letting the door close I hit the button for the 6th floor which will take her to the mental health ward. One drop of Stylez blood in anyone makes you as Rocky would say “mentally irregular.”
Making my way down the hallway, there it is room 5630. Gibson was always talking about his money , and yet here he is in the poorest shittiest hospital in Detroit. He was faking it the whole time.
There is an oxygen tank by his bed as he sleeps . So I pick it up and :
KOP: Wakey Wakey Sunshine!
Gibson: Wha? What the hell man what are you………
BAM!
The oxygen tank knocks him out of his bed and then I see he has a catheter in so I grab the bag and rip it out. He screams in agony even more as I stomp him in the gut .
Gibson: Why?
KOP: You broke my trust Chris!
I put his ass to sleep with a choke hold and drag him in the bathroom . I close the door and leave his room, knowing I have issued justice for their failing me in CBD.
The Next Day:
I head to the arena and there is a new guy named “Killer” Kevin Jameson. He walks up to me and he tells me how he has been watching me for years and is interested in working with me. After a lot of careful thought I suddenly came to the conclusion that it's a good idea. After all there is no history between us and he definitely has good size and athleticism. My only warning to him was to not Break my Trust.
I meet with Zuma to discuss my match where I will get back my OPW X-Tradition Title Belt from Adrenna Lynn.
Zuma: KOP what are your plans against Adrenna Lynn for
DRuGZ SeX ~n~ ROCK-n-RoLL ?
KOP: Shut Up Zuma! My plans are simple. Win back my X-Tradition Champion Belt. I guarantee it.
Zuma: Guarantee? I mean you have had trouble with her several times.
KOP: It’s because you can TRUST me. You see trust is a very important word to me. Adreanna Lynn can Trust she will get the beating of her life. She can trust that those energy drinks won’t save her ass. She can trust that she will be a transitional champion. Ask my former CBD stablemates what trust means to KOP (smiles).
Don’t ever think for one moment that you can’t trust what I say either. So one more thing to trust here. Johnny Stylez you have been trying to flex your way into my business lately. So I will tell you one thing. It won’t go well for you at all . TRUST ME!
Zuma: Well wait a minute , but you aren't fighting Johnny Stylez so why would you…….(cutoff)
KOP: Not yet Zuma ! But I will bitch! Right after I take down the caffeine freak and make her FEEL THE PAIN!
I leave the interview and I head down to the cafeteria to grab a bite to eat. I order the turkey sandwich and a Pepsi. A fan comes up to me and asks me questions while I’m eating.
Fan: Hey KOP what are eating ?
KOP: Turkey
Fan: Good choice speaking of Turkey (cutoff)
KOP: I answered your question now move on punk.
Fan: I hope Adrenna Lynn beats your ass Mr Meanie! (crying)
KOP: Wow dude did you just call me Mr. Meanie? What are you like 60?
Fan: I’m 62 years old and I’m Adrenna Lynns number one fan. I’m going to have some Turkey and a Rockstar! Because Adrenna Lynn is MY Rockstar!
The idiot leaves and he goes to order his food and Rockstar then he sticks his tongue out at me like a five year old and leaves. I mean how am I having trouble with a wrestler like Adrenna Lynn who inspires that kind of fandom? If I don’t win this match , I trust my legacy will be tarnished after the show. So I’m going to have to hurt her badly this week. Her trust in those energy drinks will fail her miserably this week(smiles).