Post by New York CruZe on Sept 10, 2019 1:34:48 GMT -5
The scene came to life with New York CruZe in front of the lens, “It took about two long fucking years for me to get out of that ditch I was in. Literally, a ditch. My bike swerved out of control. If Terra thinks she truly understands what being in a slump is then try these nuts, bitch!” New York CruZe spat disrespectfully at his Go Pro. “I literally could not walk for almost 6 months of my life. You wanna’ talk about Last Man Standing?? Get the fuck out!”
Someone was behind the camera, focusing it in on NYCz who had the Trinity Nomad Championship resting . Sofia maybe? Or perhaps someone else. Who knew?
“I didn’t have a dream in this world of walking on my own two legs again. I had to go out of country and out-of-continent just to ensure I could ever fucking walk again so you know the fuck what, I decided I deserved something shiny for my efforts.” A troll face grin broke across the screen, drawing out New York CruZe’s devilish good-looks. “And, I don’t think I’m quite ready to give it up yet. In fact, I’ll tell you what I’ll give you the option to not show up at The Big Time to save yourself the embarrassment of getting calculated twice in a row.”
NYCz released a chuckle before continuing, “Terra, I don’t think you truly understand the horrors I am willing to put my opponent through who threaten my title reigns. I am Wile E. Coyote, bitch! Fuggiddabout the fact that I am willing to use any weapon I can get my greedy fuckin’ hands on!” New York CruZe patted both of his legs.
“Need I remind you that I am literally a walking weapon? If I land even a single kick with the steel ball, you won’t be answering a 100-count let alone a damn 10-count.”
“So here’s the gouge, doll, this Nomad title wasn’t a consolation prize when I won it from you, and it sure as shit ain’t one now. Lex Collins ruined my opportunity to raise the Nomad Championship above all other titles, but, Terra, you weren’t even thinking about this title becoming the supreme title above all others. No, you just wanted more. Terra’s big idea was that she would become the Trinity World Champion and the Trinity Nomad Champion. How the fuck did that work out for ya?”
“Everything just sorta backfired, huh? And once again, here you are knocking on my door. Getting opportunities at my title when—quite frankly—I’ve already beaten you. So, that means when I do it again, you need to stay the fuck in your lane and get the fuck outta’ mine. There are bigger, brighter things on my horizon. You see, I’ve been talking about it for some time now, and it’s about time that I take my title back to New York City where I will defend it as New York’s true champion! Yet here I am defending my title at some event that claims to be ‘The Big Time’? And, where is it held? Fuckin’ Los Angeles! Get the fuck out!”
“Here’s what’s gonna go down, I am going to walk into the shit-hole known as LA at the so-called BIG TIME where my overly-ambitious contender is going to try to regain the title that she squandered the first time.”
“Here’s where the science fiction turns into reality, Terra Walker, I am going to put my boot through your skull and I will continue to do so until you stay down. You’ve met that fate before, haven’t you? That’s a lot to handle along with the pressure of just trying to get back to where you were. It just wasn’t enough for you then, and now you are unworthy of my title, the Trinity Nomad Championship.”
“I’m telling you right now, Terra, the second the referee’s voice shouts ‘ten,’ I am taking this Trinity Nomad Championship on a jet plane back to that City That Never Sleeps and find I’m A#1, Top of the Heap!”
Someone was behind the camera, focusing it in on NYCz who had the Trinity Nomad Championship resting . Sofia maybe? Or perhaps someone else. Who knew?
“I didn’t have a dream in this world of walking on my own two legs again. I had to go out of country and out-of-continent just to ensure I could ever fucking walk again so you know the fuck what, I decided I deserved something shiny for my efforts.” A troll face grin broke across the screen, drawing out New York CruZe’s devilish good-looks. “And, I don’t think I’m quite ready to give it up yet. In fact, I’ll tell you what I’ll give you the option to not show up at The Big Time to save yourself the embarrassment of getting calculated twice in a row.”
NYCz released a chuckle before continuing, “Terra, I don’t think you truly understand the horrors I am willing to put my opponent through who threaten my title reigns. I am Wile E. Coyote, bitch! Fuggiddabout the fact that I am willing to use any weapon I can get my greedy fuckin’ hands on!” New York CruZe patted both of his legs.
“Need I remind you that I am literally a walking weapon? If I land even a single kick with the steel ball, you won’t be answering a 100-count let alone a damn 10-count.”
“So here’s the gouge, doll, this Nomad title wasn’t a consolation prize when I won it from you, and it sure as shit ain’t one now. Lex Collins ruined my opportunity to raise the Nomad Championship above all other titles, but, Terra, you weren’t even thinking about this title becoming the supreme title above all others. No, you just wanted more. Terra’s big idea was that she would become the Trinity World Champion and the Trinity Nomad Champion. How the fuck did that work out for ya?”
“Everything just sorta backfired, huh? And once again, here you are knocking on my door. Getting opportunities at my title when—quite frankly—I’ve already beaten you. So, that means when I do it again, you need to stay the fuck in your lane and get the fuck outta’ mine. There are bigger, brighter things on my horizon. You see, I’ve been talking about it for some time now, and it’s about time that I take my title back to New York City where I will defend it as New York’s true champion! Yet here I am defending my title at some event that claims to be ‘The Big Time’? And, where is it held? Fuckin’ Los Angeles! Get the fuck out!”
“Here’s what’s gonna go down, I am going to walk into the shit-hole known as LA at the so-called BIG TIME where my overly-ambitious contender is going to try to regain the title that she squandered the first time.”
“Here’s where the science fiction turns into reality, Terra Walker, I am going to put my boot through your skull and I will continue to do so until you stay down. You’ve met that fate before, haven’t you? That’s a lot to handle along with the pressure of just trying to get back to where you were. It just wasn’t enough for you then, and now you are unworthy of my title, the Trinity Nomad Championship.”
“I’m telling you right now, Terra, the second the referee’s voice shouts ‘ten,’ I am taking this Trinity Nomad Championship on a jet plane back to that City That Never Sleeps and find I’m A#1, Top of the Heap!”