Polar Opposites
Mar 31, 2020 19:39:57 GMT -5
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Post by kingquari on Mar 31, 2020 19:39:57 GMT -5
Scene opens up to a cheap motel 6 just on the outskirts of Philadelphia not to far from where the trash ass Flyers play, the Wells Fargo Center I believe. That’s where a King should have his debut match so he can showcase his God given abilities, instead OPW wants to put on a show in front of all the wonderful people of Allentown Penn. I’ve never even heard of Pisstown Penn.
So I decided to do some research and found out that former professional wrestler Jerry Sags is from Allentown, and if my memory is correct, he was one half of the team known as the Nasty Boys, so my assumption is that these inbreds are all filthy animals. Another notable figure from this town is a pornstar by the name of Devon, she’s pretty hot nice sized tits, and a fuckable mouth. Other than that I’ll enjoy my stay in Philly even if it was at a shitty hotel like this one.
So here I am, me a King, a God, spending my short time in Pennsylvania staying at a motel 6. Not the place I’d prefer but it’ll do for now, as my salary isn’t what I had intended. I guess my football and basketball highlights in high school didn’t wow the imbeciles in charge of this place. No wrestling background, and what their paying me is less than what I could’ve made as a supervisor at the Hospital, but how much longer did I want to put up with Fran’s shit. So yes, I took the offer, I signed my name and now I am an official member of the OPW roster.
My first name I made an impact, I mean what other way could it have possibly gone. I’m 6’3 230 pounds of pure chocolate, full of life, and full of cum.
“Just like that bitches...” I moaned as I was on the verge of busting the most amazing load on this Asian and White bitch. Don’t ask for their names because I forgot, I had smoked like 5 blunts with my homie Dom before we went out partying. I’m sure he’s somewhere here with a couple broads of his own.
“Fucccccckkkk...” My legs began to shake, I was more impressed by this Asian hoe than I was this snow bunny. The white girl wasn’t all that great looking but she had some nice tits like that pornstar Devon so she satisfied my needs for the night.
Pounding on the door is what made them stop, now I’m irritated because now the sensation had to be postponed.
“WHO THE FUCK IS IT!?” I was grabbed my shorts and mushed the white girl out of the way and swung the door open to find Eddie Havok standing their. He didn’t look pleased, he looked like he just got the shit kicked out of him. He storms into the room glances at the women and rolls his eyes.
“Seriously ...?” Eddie said.
I shrugged. “Look man, you told me to go out and have some fun man.” I winked at the broads as they were struggling to put their tops on. “Relax ladies.” I turn to Havok. “I’m sure you’ve seen tits and ass before right Eddie?”
I looked Eddie up and down and poured him a glass of Jack Daniels into one of the cups on the table. “...I mean another woman’s instead of your sisters.”
Havok jumped from the bed as I placed
My hands out. “Kidding dude, relax man.”
“No I’m not going to fucking relax. Rivers and Insurgence kicked my ass and guess where you were? Nowhere to be found. Instead you’re out partying getting wasted and being distracted...”
Havok looked stressed out.
“...Listen man, you gave me simple instructions correct?” I replied. I walked over to grab the broom I used to smack Rivers around with it. “You see that..” i pointed to where Rivers head left a mark. “That’s courtesy of your boy. I didn’t know you needed me for the long haul, we had a deal get me a contract and my foot in the door into professional wrestling and I have your back.”
“For 15 minutes? Look you and I need to get on the same damn page.”
“Calm your titties man. Look your boy got this all under control, trust me when I tell you, Rivers will get dealt with.” I replied.
“I didn’t bring you here so you fuck around and get you and my ass severely beaten. You’re here to even the odds. They still have the numbers game on us.”
“You’re stressing yourself out bro for no reason. Look they caught a taste of what is yet to come. I see you like a brother Eddie, or an older cousin cause aren’t you like 30 something? That doesn’t matter. What matters is us taking care of business. Just sit down and relax man, take a shot.”
Eddie looked at the glass in my hand then back up at me.
“This isn’t a joke. You’re ass better be ready to go to war.”
Eddie turned and walked towards the door. I gave him the finger when his back was turned.
“Answer your fucking phone the next
Time I call you, I’m going to go talk to Tuck.” Havok said exiting the room.
I glance over to the women.
“I got this. Okay.” The two women nod in agreement.
I downed the whole glass of Jack, and poured another.
“King Quari always has shit under control.”
Scene Ends
Kyler Murphy...
I realized at a young age that for me to capture immortality, for me to reach my full potential...others must suffer. I was a soul that gave and gave and gave till there was nothing left for me to give, and that is when I was deemed useless. This body, my flesh, my soul was no longer of any use to anyone. While that may destroy others, weaken the spirits of those who are not strong it became my hunger. It became what drove me to be successful, not that I could be accepted, not so I could boast in the presence of my adversaries but to feel a satisfaction that I am what I what I have always proclaimed to be.
I cannot and will not represent a false image of myself, and I see that in you Kyler. I see a man lost, a man who has yet to find himself in this cruel and unforgiving world. So you seek to mirroring yourself after others. What do you get out of being a lesser version of others? A good laugh? You think you’re entertaining? Do you think this persona will win you over, make you out to be more of a man? I see a man with a kids mindset, and that mindset will get you killed. I was in your shoes at one point, lost and confused. But eventually I was able to find myself, and bring me self to the realization that I am a King, A God, A Monster and Beast that preys on the weak. I enabled myself to continue my path to immortality, you Kyler cannot, you don’t have the god given abilities like myself so why bother imitating something you’ll never be able to duplicate. The words that I speak carry a sense of reality and what is true and just. You’re words are full of lies, hopefulness and lack of awareness that will lead others down a path of worthlessness. I apologize, for what this world has done to you Kyler, and what it has in store, you’re family will turn to you in the need of money, your soon to be pregnant spouse will look to you for protection, protection against this world.
But she has something to look forward to, she can join me in my quest to immortality. You cannot give her what she needs not now not ever. She needs a strong man, a warrior to help her conceive another human, not some little boy who wants a cheap fuck. She may very well be a parasite herself if she even lowered herself to your level and completely and utterly disrespects herself, her body and her value accompanying you to our match....but perhaps that is what needs to be done. So once you fail in front of her, she’ll realize what a real man looks like, she’ll feel the energy of a God, a Beast! And just for that split second she will have that protection, but just like that it’ll be taken away because King Quari does not waste his time, not his energy on the weak.
I wish I could see greed, money, and fame in your future but I only see failure, defeat, and pain. I see a broken man reaching grasping for a place on top of the highest mountain. A seat next to God himself. Kyler, I am the truth, the bold and unforgiving truth and I am here to tell you, that will never occur in this lifetime while I am still living and breathing.
As long as I stand on my two feet, as long as I am beating a pulse and as long as I am an active member of the OPW roster you will never achieve greatness. Greatness is awarded to those who work hard, not the undeserving weak minded men looking for an outlet. You claim to be a veteran in this industry, you claim the need to prove to yourself and to the rest of the world that you Kyler Murphy have what it takes to make it in this business. Unfortunately, that isn’t and will never be the case. You will forever prove to yourself and others around that you’re nothing more than a failure, a failure in this industry and a failure at life. Kyler, you may have failed your mother, father, wife and kids but I am no kin to you, and you will not fail me. You will make me proud and make it through this match, put on an instant classic even if I must carry your broken spirt through the match, and place your Caracas in the most unforgiving submission move known to man.
Do you possibly think you can stand toe to toe with me? Blasphemy. You are a joke, a clown, a shell of a man that never was nor will he ever. I cannot refer to you as Parody Kyler Murphy as I am only lowering my own self worth. I joke, I kid, but when it comes to professional wrestling I am the real fucking deal.
End
So I decided to do some research and found out that former professional wrestler Jerry Sags is from Allentown, and if my memory is correct, he was one half of the team known as the Nasty Boys, so my assumption is that these inbreds are all filthy animals. Another notable figure from this town is a pornstar by the name of Devon, she’s pretty hot nice sized tits, and a fuckable mouth. Other than that I’ll enjoy my stay in Philly even if it was at a shitty hotel like this one.
So here I am, me a King, a God, spending my short time in Pennsylvania staying at a motel 6. Not the place I’d prefer but it’ll do for now, as my salary isn’t what I had intended. I guess my football and basketball highlights in high school didn’t wow the imbeciles in charge of this place. No wrestling background, and what their paying me is less than what I could’ve made as a supervisor at the Hospital, but how much longer did I want to put up with Fran’s shit. So yes, I took the offer, I signed my name and now I am an official member of the OPW roster.
My first name I made an impact, I mean what other way could it have possibly gone. I’m 6’3 230 pounds of pure chocolate, full of life, and full of cum.
“Just like that bitches...” I moaned as I was on the verge of busting the most amazing load on this Asian and White bitch. Don’t ask for their names because I forgot, I had smoked like 5 blunts with my homie Dom before we went out partying. I’m sure he’s somewhere here with a couple broads of his own.
“Fucccccckkkk...” My legs began to shake, I was more impressed by this Asian hoe than I was this snow bunny. The white girl wasn’t all that great looking but she had some nice tits like that pornstar Devon so she satisfied my needs for the night.
Pounding on the door is what made them stop, now I’m irritated because now the sensation had to be postponed.
“WHO THE FUCK IS IT!?” I was grabbed my shorts and mushed the white girl out of the way and swung the door open to find Eddie Havok standing their. He didn’t look pleased, he looked like he just got the shit kicked out of him. He storms into the room glances at the women and rolls his eyes.
“Seriously ...?” Eddie said.
I shrugged. “Look man, you told me to go out and have some fun man.” I winked at the broads as they were struggling to put their tops on. “Relax ladies.” I turn to Havok. “I’m sure you’ve seen tits and ass before right Eddie?”
I looked Eddie up and down and poured him a glass of Jack Daniels into one of the cups on the table. “...I mean another woman’s instead of your sisters.”
Havok jumped from the bed as I placed
My hands out. “Kidding dude, relax man.”
“No I’m not going to fucking relax. Rivers and Insurgence kicked my ass and guess where you were? Nowhere to be found. Instead you’re out partying getting wasted and being distracted...”
Havok looked stressed out.
“...Listen man, you gave me simple instructions correct?” I replied. I walked over to grab the broom I used to smack Rivers around with it. “You see that..” i pointed to where Rivers head left a mark. “That’s courtesy of your boy. I didn’t know you needed me for the long haul, we had a deal get me a contract and my foot in the door into professional wrestling and I have your back.”
“For 15 minutes? Look you and I need to get on the same damn page.”
“Calm your titties man. Look your boy got this all under control, trust me when I tell you, Rivers will get dealt with.” I replied.
“I didn’t bring you here so you fuck around and get you and my ass severely beaten. You’re here to even the odds. They still have the numbers game on us.”
“You’re stressing yourself out bro for no reason. Look they caught a taste of what is yet to come. I see you like a brother Eddie, or an older cousin cause aren’t you like 30 something? That doesn’t matter. What matters is us taking care of business. Just sit down and relax man, take a shot.”
Eddie looked at the glass in my hand then back up at me.
“This isn’t a joke. You’re ass better be ready to go to war.”
Eddie turned and walked towards the door. I gave him the finger when his back was turned.
“Answer your fucking phone the next
Time I call you, I’m going to go talk to Tuck.” Havok said exiting the room.
I glance over to the women.
“I got this. Okay.” The two women nod in agreement.
I downed the whole glass of Jack, and poured another.
“King Quari always has shit under control.”
Scene Ends
Kyler Murphy...
I realized at a young age that for me to capture immortality, for me to reach my full potential...others must suffer. I was a soul that gave and gave and gave till there was nothing left for me to give, and that is when I was deemed useless. This body, my flesh, my soul was no longer of any use to anyone. While that may destroy others, weaken the spirits of those who are not strong it became my hunger. It became what drove me to be successful, not that I could be accepted, not so I could boast in the presence of my adversaries but to feel a satisfaction that I am what I what I have always proclaimed to be.
I cannot and will not represent a false image of myself, and I see that in you Kyler. I see a man lost, a man who has yet to find himself in this cruel and unforgiving world. So you seek to mirroring yourself after others. What do you get out of being a lesser version of others? A good laugh? You think you’re entertaining? Do you think this persona will win you over, make you out to be more of a man? I see a man with a kids mindset, and that mindset will get you killed. I was in your shoes at one point, lost and confused. But eventually I was able to find myself, and bring me self to the realization that I am a King, A God, A Monster and Beast that preys on the weak. I enabled myself to continue my path to immortality, you Kyler cannot, you don’t have the god given abilities like myself so why bother imitating something you’ll never be able to duplicate. The words that I speak carry a sense of reality and what is true and just. You’re words are full of lies, hopefulness and lack of awareness that will lead others down a path of worthlessness. I apologize, for what this world has done to you Kyler, and what it has in store, you’re family will turn to you in the need of money, your soon to be pregnant spouse will look to you for protection, protection against this world.
But she has something to look forward to, she can join me in my quest to immortality. You cannot give her what she needs not now not ever. She needs a strong man, a warrior to help her conceive another human, not some little boy who wants a cheap fuck. She may very well be a parasite herself if she even lowered herself to your level and completely and utterly disrespects herself, her body and her value accompanying you to our match....but perhaps that is what needs to be done. So once you fail in front of her, she’ll realize what a real man looks like, she’ll feel the energy of a God, a Beast! And just for that split second she will have that protection, but just like that it’ll be taken away because King Quari does not waste his time, not his energy on the weak.
I wish I could see greed, money, and fame in your future but I only see failure, defeat, and pain. I see a broken man reaching grasping for a place on top of the highest mountain. A seat next to God himself. Kyler, I am the truth, the bold and unforgiving truth and I am here to tell you, that will never occur in this lifetime while I am still living and breathing.
As long as I stand on my two feet, as long as I am beating a pulse and as long as I am an active member of the OPW roster you will never achieve greatness. Greatness is awarded to those who work hard, not the undeserving weak minded men looking for an outlet. You claim to be a veteran in this industry, you claim the need to prove to yourself and to the rest of the world that you Kyler Murphy have what it takes to make it in this business. Unfortunately, that isn’t and will never be the case. You will forever prove to yourself and others around that you’re nothing more than a failure, a failure in this industry and a failure at life. Kyler, you may have failed your mother, father, wife and kids but I am no kin to you, and you will not fail me. You will make me proud and make it through this match, put on an instant classic even if I must carry your broken spirt through the match, and place your Caracas in the most unforgiving submission move known to man.
Do you possibly think you can stand toe to toe with me? Blasphemy. You are a joke, a clown, a shell of a man that never was nor will he ever. I cannot refer to you as Parody Kyler Murphy as I am only lowering my own self worth. I joke, I kid, but when it comes to professional wrestling I am the real fucking deal.
End