Post by notdweck on Feb 16, 2021 23:12:19 GMT -5
What is it that drives us? What do we do when we finally come face to face with our demons? That is what is to come on the next episode of Revolution1 Sin. For decades I have spanned the globe looking for my opportunity to face off with you Dweck.
"Not" Richard Dweck sat behind his computer as he shook his head side to side.
Now, Richie, we are here and ready to do battle. Finally I can get this metaphorical monkey off of my back. Finally I can do away with you.
A female voice can be heard yelling from up the stairs.
RICHIE! DINNER!
Richard yelled back.
In a bit ma! I have some shit to do. Important shit.
She yelled back.
This could be the last dinner you ever get with me. I ain't getting no younger Richie!
He yelled back.
Ma you are gonna outlive me ya old bat!
He laughed at his own words.
If I can say things like that to the woman who gave birth to me, imagine what I will do to you in that ring. I have been a laughing stock in this business and it is all because of you Dweck. It is all your fault. You lucked into a victory over a young and bright eyed Richard Harrison and I never forgot it. I never got over it. I never let it go. Now, I get my redemption. I get my retribution. People ask me all the time "What happens when you finally defeat your arch nemesis? Then what?"
We hear Mama Harrison's voice again.
Richie, literally nobody says that to you.
He turns his head to the stairs.
Maaaaaaa! I'm trying to be a tough guy on the internet! I wanna join in on the trolling and be like my hero, Brennan Devlin!
She yells back.
You should be more like that Griffin Hawkins. He is a nice piece of man meat!
He yells up again.
Ma, turn the hormones down a bit alright? Where was I? Dweck, some people say I am trolling you but I assure you, I am not. I am here to prove I am absolutely better than you. I want to prove that I am a true star and you are just... here. If you are going to remain a wrestler you will know that I am better. I want to hear you say it, Dweck. Admit that I am the better star. Admit that I am head and shoulders better than you. I am going to end your legacy. I am undefeated since you beat me. Hell, in California Wrestling, I defeated Morgan Payne. The biggest win of your career is over me.
We hear mama again.
Richie, that was 20 years ago.
He ignored her.
I should be a tag champion right now but, due to the fucking black plague I couldn't. I beat covid like a redheaded step child. Have you ever beaten a fucking pandemic? I have. I will cough all over you. I will get you enshrined in the wrestling hall of fame, in the "in memorandum" section. What is there for you to prove Dweck? Have you ever wanted something so bad you can taste it? I mean, I still cant taste shit, damn covid. But if I could taste then this revenge will taste so sweet. I will end your legacy this week on sin. I should be in the War Games match. I am better than Dorian Rhodes. I am better than Portia Alexander. Dweck, this week, is your first and last in Revolution1. I will make sure you tuck your tail and retire. I will make sure you never get an opportunity again. I will make sure...
Mama yelled down again.
Richie, your ass cream came in!
He rolled his eyes.
Ma! It's for eczema not ass cream!
He trudged up the stairs and the scene ended.
"Not" Richard Dweck sat behind his computer as he shook his head side to side.
Now, Richie, we are here and ready to do battle. Finally I can get this metaphorical monkey off of my back. Finally I can do away with you.
A female voice can be heard yelling from up the stairs.
RICHIE! DINNER!
Richard yelled back.
In a bit ma! I have some shit to do. Important shit.
She yelled back.
This could be the last dinner you ever get with me. I ain't getting no younger Richie!
He yelled back.
Ma you are gonna outlive me ya old bat!
He laughed at his own words.
If I can say things like that to the woman who gave birth to me, imagine what I will do to you in that ring. I have been a laughing stock in this business and it is all because of you Dweck. It is all your fault. You lucked into a victory over a young and bright eyed Richard Harrison and I never forgot it. I never got over it. I never let it go. Now, I get my redemption. I get my retribution. People ask me all the time "What happens when you finally defeat your arch nemesis? Then what?"
We hear Mama Harrison's voice again.
Richie, literally nobody says that to you.
He turns his head to the stairs.
Maaaaaaa! I'm trying to be a tough guy on the internet! I wanna join in on the trolling and be like my hero, Brennan Devlin!
She yells back.
You should be more like that Griffin Hawkins. He is a nice piece of man meat!
He yells up again.
Ma, turn the hormones down a bit alright? Where was I? Dweck, some people say I am trolling you but I assure you, I am not. I am here to prove I am absolutely better than you. I want to prove that I am a true star and you are just... here. If you are going to remain a wrestler you will know that I am better. I want to hear you say it, Dweck. Admit that I am the better star. Admit that I am head and shoulders better than you. I am going to end your legacy. I am undefeated since you beat me. Hell, in California Wrestling, I defeated Morgan Payne. The biggest win of your career is over me.
We hear mama again.
Richie, that was 20 years ago.
He ignored her.
I should be a tag champion right now but, due to the fucking black plague I couldn't. I beat covid like a redheaded step child. Have you ever beaten a fucking pandemic? I have. I will cough all over you. I will get you enshrined in the wrestling hall of fame, in the "in memorandum" section. What is there for you to prove Dweck? Have you ever wanted something so bad you can taste it? I mean, I still cant taste shit, damn covid. But if I could taste then this revenge will taste so sweet. I will end your legacy this week on sin. I should be in the War Games match. I am better than Dorian Rhodes. I am better than Portia Alexander. Dweck, this week, is your first and last in Revolution1. I will make sure you tuck your tail and retire. I will make sure you never get an opportunity again. I will make sure...
Mama yelled down again.
Richie, your ass cream came in!
He rolled his eyes.
Ma! It's for eczema not ass cream!
He trudged up the stairs and the scene ended.