Post by jaysonviolence on Jun 11, 2020 16:50:35 GMT -5
Everytime I close my eyes I see those letters arranged to spell his name and then arranged in the way to make it what it is really supposed to mean...Which incase you have never seen The Shinining or you’re just a fucking idiot what it is is
SO who is this guy anyway? Supposed to be Picasso of Bloodshed from what the Taj Escobar said. But I’ve been here pretty much from the beginning I saw his first run in the company which was forgettable to say the absolute least that I can. Because if he wanted there was once upon a time a division for men like him and myself. The XKoRe division it was called. An outlet for people like us with slightly homicidal tendencies to satisfy the lust. Because ReDRuM I don’t know if anyone told you or not, but I’ve got over 40 confirmed kills in service of the United States government. So I know what it’s like to ram a sharp blade into a man’s chest and then stand back and watch the blood squirt out from his mouth as the light slowly fades away from his eyes while he cries for his mother or his GOD.
What about you asshole?
Do you know that real feeling? Or is it just a cute name created to help some ball scratching American promoter to sell some fucking rasslin tickets? Judging from what I saw the last time from when you were here when Roger Wright swept you out of this company like you were a dust maggot taking up all of our oxygen. So RedRum, I don’t know either way. Maybe you are the cold blooded savage they say you are. Maybe not, but for your sake you witless coward let us both hope so. Because if not, then at HighWay2HeLL it looks like I will be able to show Picasso a thing or two about a thing or two on how to paint using ONLY RED!
But ya see the thing I keep coming back to...Is why? Why me? Why now? Where do you get the stones to attack me? Did that blue haired baboon put you up to it? Or was it the Boy Scout? Or were you actually the one who made the selection yourself. If it was you than let me stop and commend you right now on your bravery. I can even see why you did it. Especially when you consider the circumstances of your last departure. You have something to prove, your name as it stands presently doesn’t even scare gullible children let alone grown men who have chosen inflicting and absorbing violence as a career. SO you needed to do something drastic. You needed to commit an act to remind everyone of the man you once were. But Pugh Championship Wrestling closed a very long time ago my friend...And then there is the fact that the last time it was open you were continuously bested by that Blue haired monkey that runs this shithole!
Surprised? If you actually did your homework on me then you shouldn’t be. I was a soldier once, going into battle unprepared is a quick way to wind up dead or in this case defeated which I’ve found to maybe be a bit worse than defeat. Because each loss I have suffered along the path of my pro wrestling career eats away at me the way maggots consume a corpse that has been wrotting in the ground improperly buried. And if you come in here with the weak ass resolve you came in here with last time that is precisely what is going to happen to you. Because while you think what you did at ShowCase last week reaffirmed who and what you are let me assure you that the one and only thing your stupid ass accomplished was making an enemy out of someone you don’t want as an enemy. I don’t stop, I won’t stop RedRum until I can paint my face with your blood and force you squeal and scream out to the sold out audience and the sound of the ruckus applause promptly informing them that you are nothng more than a poser wearing a cheap Halloween costume. Make believe is fun we all do it. Even as grown ups. We find things to take us away from our daily toils. We all need some sort of escape. But in this business you have to prove your words. You wanna prance around my wrestling ring pretending you are the unchecked and unchallenged champion of ULTRA VIOLENCE?
WE WILL SEE ABOUT THAT, FRIEND!
Because at Highway2HeLL ReDRUM I will force you to earn that honor. If you want me to believe you you are going to have to make all of us believe you. I was told HighWay2HeLL sold out in under twenty five minutes! Let us hope that pressure isn’t too much for you again. Because I will admit combat in front of a thousand faceless people is something else entirely. It isn’t as easy to focus on accomplishing your mission due to the sound of them constantly cheering and jeering you. Demanding every bit we have. Roaring in approval everytime I take an asshole like you and open him up a little bit so they can see the blood trickle down your fucking forehead. They want our blood RedRum….All of them, every last sick sadistic one of them came to see us spill out blood. And far be it from me to withhold from them what they want, especially when I like you have a talent for it! So RedRum I hope you made peace with the fact that you came back to bleed! I hope you aren’t sitting somewhere right now thinking that because you jumped me from behind while I was focused on settling an old score with an old friend and was your victim for a few brief moments that gives you some sort of mental advantage over me, because I can assure you that isn’t the case. Actually it’s the exact fucking opposite you dumb son of a bitch!
Knowing your opponent can make all the fifference in the world. In the world I came from knowledge down to the smallest detail often made up the smallest difference between life and death. I believe you will find this situation no different! I believe I now how to get inide of your head RedRum! I see something in you that you hide at any and all costs but anyone who knows what they are looking for can see it on you clear as day a hundred fucking miles away. Not to mention there is the stench! The unmistakeable pungent stench of fear coursing through your veins obmiting an odor as unpleasent as the bullshit the spews from your mouth! That’s how Roger Wright was able to so easily dispatch you at Bedlam on The Bayou...And the same goes for Al Envy, and for you to beat by a hapless fuck like Al Envy...Well that’s quite pathetic indeed!
But I know RedRum what it is you are afraid of! You like most males spend so much time pumping up this larger than life image because you are so afraid of being looked at and judged by your own inadequecies and failures that it is easier to slump into the shadows and fade away then to have to do the harder thing and fight for your name. Yet you can sit and blame bias promoters all you want, but I am going to teach you the most important life lesson one competitor can ever teach another. Despite whatever odds you are up against whatever challenges you may face ahead...One thing happens at the end of the day that seperates the winners from the losers. SO are you ready?
At the end of the day REDRUM…
WINNERZ WIN AND LOSERS LOOSE!!!!
And the only thing I have seen from you the last fifteen years is losing. Lots and lots of losing, a trend that you will only break at Highway to Hell over my fucking dead body! Because I am going to show you once and for all that you may have at one point and time been the Picasso of Bloodshed, the king of Violence...But since you reign ended in PCW years ago...The kingdom has expanded and gotten much bigger and to overthrow its present ruler is going to take more than that weak ass shit you came at me with on SHOWCASE. Welcome back to Outlaw Pro Wrestling REDRUM! I believe you’ll find it as painfully uncomfortable as you did the last time you were here! Especially when they scrape whatever is left of you off the canvas and you have to come show your face here the next week on Showcase pick up the mic and tell everyone why you are still a fucking loser, and what you plan to do next?...Fact is I don’t give a fuck, but at least you will know better than to come and try continue your facade using my name as a stepping stone! Because I am not a stepping stone...I am quicksand. The more you fight and struggle the more you sink..Until you find you are way in over your head and then fall back and accept one of the slowest agonizing deaths a human being can experience! And when it is over RedRum….Truly over, you will have no one to blame but yourself…
VIOLENCE OUT!!!!
MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM
MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM
MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM
MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM MURDER REDRUM
Until finally the door to the motel room opens and the light creeps in as if it was the firs light this motel room had seen in days. Jayson grabs his bags and heads towards his car. To face the challenges he will face on the HIGHWAY2HELL...See you there!