Post by Rivers on Jun 14, 2020 22:06:30 GMT -5
10:21 PM
"The world is a truly unique place. Truth is stranger than fiction as they would say, and I likely did no favors shooting fish in a barrel. However, it was also said that art often imitated life. If this was true, then Maddox was in trouble like he never saw coming. It's one thing to fight off a virus conspiracy theorists believe was planned but it was a whole other story when you had to defend yourself against rioters, and looters. When your life in your own hands, what foundation are you going to leave."
"And, it was with that that I understood exactly what had to happen at this ppv."
Backstage:
"Looking at the floor I'm watching myself tie up my boots, and usually when I came to these event I had to wash my suit the day before. However, those days were now gone. The suit, and fedora may have left my body, but even with this new gear my attitude remains the same, and the reason I had to washed the suit was because it was riddled with blood stains, and a man with my type of reputation has to protect it at every cost. Especially when you have a man like Johnny Watts breathing down your neck, but that was on the back burner until later."
"Maddox, the time is here, and I want you to bring down what's left of insurgence because now the real insurgence is upon us. I have my two 45's attached to a custom gun belt I had made specifically for this occasion, and while I legally cannot shoot you with them I can beat you until you're unrecognizable. Understand!? Do you want to see what a real insurgence is like? Not only are you going to see it but you're going to feel it too! See I know what everybody is thinking. They're most likely thinking that I am just blowing smoke. But what is on the horizon is bigger than the both of us, and I would be a fool if I were to just let it slip on by. Because Maddox the truth is you are weak! I do not associate with weak people, and now it all comes out. There are certain circumstances where people's true feelings come out. Divorce is one, Death is the other, and Court is the final one. They don't always come in that type of order either but now you know, and now you understand. What you fail to realize is that I do care about your life. I could look at you with maggots crawling in and out of your eye cavities, and it truly would not phase me at all. So when you talk about an insurgence I think that its finally time that we address it."
My boots finally get laced up, and I look toward the closet. Grab my pants, and attach the gun belt with both leg holsters. Button up my shirt, and throw on the scarf. Finally put on the Molle Vest, and then I look into the long mirror. It wasn't like the old days but I was comfortable in this, and it didn't take any time to get on. I was ready, for better or for worse. Just like I always was.
"Maddox, I've got to admit I've been called a lot of things. But the truest one was of course that I'm a submission snob. I live and die my style, and I do not give it up for anything. That being said I'm going to mangle your body, and your career. I'm going to take what the meaning of insurgence was and turn it the fuck upside down. Then I'm going to be the definition of Insurgence. I'm using it against you, and what's left of your shit hole stable. I'm burning it down, and as the glimmer flashes in my eyes I want you to remember that it was me who did it. In this post COVID world the virus use to be scary, but now social unrest is a lot scarier. All of that however is a myth. If you like music, movies, or history then you most likely enjoy a wide catalog of entertainment. This fake race war they want to distract you with doesn't even matter! You should remind yourself of that the next time you step foot out of your little safe space. Understand, that no where is truly safe. Especially when I'm stalking you! You will not overcome my superior submission wrestling skills. You can tell yourself you will, and you can think there will be help for you but the truth is there isn't. You can't fathom what I am capable of, and only now will the rest of the OPW witness it. So here is your final warning."
I head out of the dressing room, and I don't want to give any secrets away, but to say that I was pacing was an understatement. I was like a caged lion waiting to be released.
"Adrenaline was coursing through my veins, and I had to be honest for a moment. It's been awhile since I really wanted to go out there and just let it go. Every frustration. Every next step toward progress. But here it was, and now I was waiting to just get out there. Get out there because its what I do best. Then cave his fucking face in with this pistols. Was it self doubt? Not likely. It's just been a long time waiting for Maddox. Maddox, was the unlikely bastard who got me in this transition stage. Maddox, and I know the question would be asked. What I actually thought of the man. The truth was that both professionally, and personally that I just think he is another scrub. Unworthy of my attention. This could be seen as a throw away match for me but that's not how I was treating it. So Maddox, you are coming to your end, but I'm not coming to mine by a long shot!"
"The world is a truly unique place. Truth is stranger than fiction as they would say, and I likely did no favors shooting fish in a barrel. However, it was also said that art often imitated life. If this was true, then Maddox was in trouble like he never saw coming. It's one thing to fight off a virus conspiracy theorists believe was planned but it was a whole other story when you had to defend yourself against rioters, and looters. When your life in your own hands, what foundation are you going to leave."
"And, it was with that that I understood exactly what had to happen at this ppv."
Backstage:
"Looking at the floor I'm watching myself tie up my boots, and usually when I came to these event I had to wash my suit the day before. However, those days were now gone. The suit, and fedora may have left my body, but even with this new gear my attitude remains the same, and the reason I had to washed the suit was because it was riddled with blood stains, and a man with my type of reputation has to protect it at every cost. Especially when you have a man like Johnny Watts breathing down your neck, but that was on the back burner until later."
"Maddox, the time is here, and I want you to bring down what's left of insurgence because now the real insurgence is upon us. I have my two 45's attached to a custom gun belt I had made specifically for this occasion, and while I legally cannot shoot you with them I can beat you until you're unrecognizable. Understand!? Do you want to see what a real insurgence is like? Not only are you going to see it but you're going to feel it too! See I know what everybody is thinking. They're most likely thinking that I am just blowing smoke. But what is on the horizon is bigger than the both of us, and I would be a fool if I were to just let it slip on by. Because Maddox the truth is you are weak! I do not associate with weak people, and now it all comes out. There are certain circumstances where people's true feelings come out. Divorce is one, Death is the other, and Court is the final one. They don't always come in that type of order either but now you know, and now you understand. What you fail to realize is that I do care about your life. I could look at you with maggots crawling in and out of your eye cavities, and it truly would not phase me at all. So when you talk about an insurgence I think that its finally time that we address it."
My boots finally get laced up, and I look toward the closet. Grab my pants, and attach the gun belt with both leg holsters. Button up my shirt, and throw on the scarf. Finally put on the Molle Vest, and then I look into the long mirror. It wasn't like the old days but I was comfortable in this, and it didn't take any time to get on. I was ready, for better or for worse. Just like I always was.
"Maddox, I've got to admit I've been called a lot of things. But the truest one was of course that I'm a submission snob. I live and die my style, and I do not give it up for anything. That being said I'm going to mangle your body, and your career. I'm going to take what the meaning of insurgence was and turn it the fuck upside down. Then I'm going to be the definition of Insurgence. I'm using it against you, and what's left of your shit hole stable. I'm burning it down, and as the glimmer flashes in my eyes I want you to remember that it was me who did it. In this post COVID world the virus use to be scary, but now social unrest is a lot scarier. All of that however is a myth. If you like music, movies, or history then you most likely enjoy a wide catalog of entertainment. This fake race war they want to distract you with doesn't even matter! You should remind yourself of that the next time you step foot out of your little safe space. Understand, that no where is truly safe. Especially when I'm stalking you! You will not overcome my superior submission wrestling skills. You can tell yourself you will, and you can think there will be help for you but the truth is there isn't. You can't fathom what I am capable of, and only now will the rest of the OPW witness it. So here is your final warning."
I head out of the dressing room, and I don't want to give any secrets away, but to say that I was pacing was an understatement. I was like a caged lion waiting to be released.
"Adrenaline was coursing through my veins, and I had to be honest for a moment. It's been awhile since I really wanted to go out there and just let it go. Every frustration. Every next step toward progress. But here it was, and now I was waiting to just get out there. Get out there because its what I do best. Then cave his fucking face in with this pistols. Was it self doubt? Not likely. It's just been a long time waiting for Maddox. Maddox, was the unlikely bastard who got me in this transition stage. Maddox, and I know the question would be asked. What I actually thought of the man. The truth was that both professionally, and personally that I just think he is another scrub. Unworthy of my attention. This could be seen as a throw away match for me but that's not how I was treating it. So Maddox, you are coming to your end, but I'm not coming to mine by a long shot!"