Post by Power Couple on Mar 5, 2014 11:07:05 GMT -5
So this is a shot that has been lying in my lap once again.
Internet title and I have to defeat eleven others. Rookies, legends and in between people. All in this battle royal for one thing. A shot at Kenshin at Black Out. How many are willing to get through hell in order to gain heaven and the benefits of heaven? I was given a shot like this...and lost. The only loss on my record actually, and I do not ask for another loss. That means the Debonair Devil must be on his top form. I must be ready to face my deepest fears and darkest faces in order to obtain the rightful spot that I desire. The Power Couple WILL BE on the throne soon enough. This is the first step. Oh and Dean, know what the second step is?
Booking my wife in a match.
Anyhow...once I obtain my rightful spot as the top contender for the Internet title, everyone else in this battle royal will have no choice but to look up to me. Everyone will have to go through hell in me in order to gain the benefits of being a champion. Can anyone in that mess of a battle royal define themselves as champion for the year 2014? I thought not. Rookies who can't tell what a head lock is from a damn arm bar. Legends who just want more time in the sun and those who make false claims and even more supposed truths that can't be backed up.
Everything I have said is the truth. That is all that matters in essence.
When you walk that walk, back it up with wins. That is what wrestling is about. Oh, and there is one particular person that has my interest. Sean Fuller, the man with "personalities beyond his control". Can we all say psych ward? He really needs a rubber padded room instead of a wrestling ring. Then again, he is everything I say about heaven and hell. This will make it no problem in throwing him over the top rope first.
After that, the rest is way too easy.
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Jeremy Santos had just arrived at his St. Louis home with his wife Tiami and stepdaughter Anna after burying his mom. Things were very hard this day, and Jeremy was shaken visibly. There were a few other people who had filed in behind them and as the front door closed, the room was silent. Even the five year old just gripped her mom tight as everyone was thinking about the woman that just passed away. Sharon had even come, and it was nice for Jeremy to see his friends and family surrounding him. Sharon had taken Anna to go for her afternoon nap, leaving Tiami to give her husband a great big hug with tears in her eyes.
JS: "I know she was the mom you never had babe. I am so sorry."
Tiami just looked at her husband.
TTS: "She was your mom Jer. She was the one who led you to the wrestling school in Canton and if it wasn't for that, we would have never met. I owe her everything I have now. She got me on the straight and narrow."
JS: "I'm really glad sweetie."
The pair smiled softly at each other as Dylan came in with the phone in his hands, talking for a brief moment before looking at the couple.
DM: "Hey Jeremy, that was OCW on the phone. You have your next match."
JS: "Really now?"
DM: "Battle Royal. Winner goes on to the next pay per view for an Internet title shot."
The room was now buzzing with the news. It was some of the best news all day long. Jeremy had looked up and smiled before looking ot his wife. She kissed his cheek and he got up, loosening his black suit tie from his neck.
JS: "Well then, looks like this Devil has a match to get ready for. Thanks everyone for all of the support, oh and make sure you trend #powercouple on twitter. This is only the beginning."
That evil grin plastered itself along the face of both Jeremy and Tiami. It took all of three seconds for the mood in the room to change. It felt good knowing that the one thing he wanted in life, his wife wanted as well.
Be the best in professional wrestling.
Internet title and I have to defeat eleven others. Rookies, legends and in between people. All in this battle royal for one thing. A shot at Kenshin at Black Out. How many are willing to get through hell in order to gain heaven and the benefits of heaven? I was given a shot like this...and lost. The only loss on my record actually, and I do not ask for another loss. That means the Debonair Devil must be on his top form. I must be ready to face my deepest fears and darkest faces in order to obtain the rightful spot that I desire. The Power Couple WILL BE on the throne soon enough. This is the first step. Oh and Dean, know what the second step is?
Booking my wife in a match.
Anyhow...once I obtain my rightful spot as the top contender for the Internet title, everyone else in this battle royal will have no choice but to look up to me. Everyone will have to go through hell in me in order to gain the benefits of being a champion. Can anyone in that mess of a battle royal define themselves as champion for the year 2014? I thought not. Rookies who can't tell what a head lock is from a damn arm bar. Legends who just want more time in the sun and those who make false claims and even more supposed truths that can't be backed up.
Everything I have said is the truth. That is all that matters in essence.
When you walk that walk, back it up with wins. That is what wrestling is about. Oh, and there is one particular person that has my interest. Sean Fuller, the man with "personalities beyond his control". Can we all say psych ward? He really needs a rubber padded room instead of a wrestling ring. Then again, he is everything I say about heaven and hell. This will make it no problem in throwing him over the top rope first.
After that, the rest is way too easy.
-------------------
Jeremy Santos had just arrived at his St. Louis home with his wife Tiami and stepdaughter Anna after burying his mom. Things were very hard this day, and Jeremy was shaken visibly. There were a few other people who had filed in behind them and as the front door closed, the room was silent. Even the five year old just gripped her mom tight as everyone was thinking about the woman that just passed away. Sharon had even come, and it was nice for Jeremy to see his friends and family surrounding him. Sharon had taken Anna to go for her afternoon nap, leaving Tiami to give her husband a great big hug with tears in her eyes.
JS: "I know she was the mom you never had babe. I am so sorry."
Tiami just looked at her husband.
TTS: "She was your mom Jer. She was the one who led you to the wrestling school in Canton and if it wasn't for that, we would have never met. I owe her everything I have now. She got me on the straight and narrow."
JS: "I'm really glad sweetie."
The pair smiled softly at each other as Dylan came in with the phone in his hands, talking for a brief moment before looking at the couple.
DM: "Hey Jeremy, that was OCW on the phone. You have your next match."
JS: "Really now?"
DM: "Battle Royal. Winner goes on to the next pay per view for an Internet title shot."
The room was now buzzing with the news. It was some of the best news all day long. Jeremy had looked up and smiled before looking ot his wife. She kissed his cheek and he got up, loosening his black suit tie from his neck.
JS: "Well then, looks like this Devil has a match to get ready for. Thanks everyone for all of the support, oh and make sure you trend #powercouple on twitter. This is only the beginning."
That evil grin plastered itself along the face of both Jeremy and Tiami. It took all of three seconds for the mood in the room to change. It felt good knowing that the one thing he wanted in life, his wife wanted as well.
Be the best in professional wrestling.
