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A grave is where you end up when the water is no longer enough.
I've always been a sucker for irony.
It's going to bring out the animal in me. I can already feel it. Wanting blood. Needing to make something hurt. To salivate at the unrelenting moans of prey defeated. Irony may entertain me. But I'm still not as big of a sucker as these two. Or even close. I remember when Micheal Graves came back to re-debut. I know, right, what kind of schmuck needs to re-debut... but he did it. We all supported him. Said the right things. Pats on the back, the usual. Treated him no different than anyone else in the back because he just seemed to have a natural ability to blend in. Well, we weren't wrong. It just so happens that he's blended in to the point where even he doesn't know how to separate himself anymore. What an existence. Going from one match to another thinking that someone will notice him and what he "brings to the table". Not for a half second stopping to realize that what he brings is... a fork, a spoon, a knife... the plates. He sets it up, then all of us eat. A masterful meal with all the courses and sides. He didn't make the meal, he just set the table. The meal was made by the appetite of XWF RENO☆ERSE yearning for the main event; famished for more than trivial conversation between Micheal and his real pathetic, or fake imaginary friends.
Who is he talking to half the time?
Is there anyone even there?
Maybe we should just leave him to it.
The animal in me is stirring. Pacing side to side with unfathomable rage. Wait, are you supposed to leave people who are disillusioned in their current state? Like a sleepwalker, if you wake them doesn't it shock their system in a way that could be detrimental to their long term well-being? I don't know if it will hurt Graves. After all, he has been sleepwalking through his entire return. A re-debut, into a fucking snooze fest, into changing gimmicks, into pretending it matters, into more snooze, into AHHH WHO GIVES A FUCK!? Is anyone even watching this slow motion car accident? Why the fuck would you, and who could blame you for turning it off? JESUS GRAVES. Grow some entertainment value to hold an attention span. Not everyone here has epilepsy. Get on the cereal train and follow the rainbow to ride into somewhere interesting. BECAUSE make believe is the only way that will EVER happen. I can't get on a subway without seeing the articles about you all over the ground like the trash they use to let the homeless defecate on... like a fucking dog who doesn't know where to shit. LEARN WHERE TO SHIT.
Either go outside like a good boy,
Or you'll be PUT DOWN.
Sometimes when I see his work I want to run, but then I realize I am at home and there's not good place to hide. So now I just turn the channel. Sometimes I shake my head, and turn the fucking television off. I can't take someone butchering the XWF like that without remorse. He doesn't get it. He's in a trance of expired content. Stuff we retired years ago because it didn't keep up with the times. Micheal was gone then. He never got the memo. He's been teleported as the man he was into a new time. He's bound to fail. It's like a futuristic graveyard. All you hear is whispers of what used to be in hidden corners that no one would dare travel into. Not because it's frightening... because it's...
boring.
The night makes it too dark to see.
The day makes it too obvious to visit.
A never ending conundrum wrapped up in all that was Micheal Graves. What does that leave him with now? Is he a shadowy glimpse of a corpse we think we see in the gentle mist of the cemetery? Bumbling along, knocking into walls, trying to think of important things to say, or repackaging burns he saw someone else use? Yeah, we noticed. A grave reminder of the price you pay for not being relevant for a decade? Wandering lost in a cycle until the end of time? No. Just until the end of Savage. The headstones all line up. Littered with flowers to commemorate a loving goodbye. Not as many flowers as their used to be, though. And the site workers aren't even sure who keeps bringing them anymore. In a final resting place "The Once Dark But Then Light Warrior, Kind Of". What a way to be remembered. Then the headstone next to it illuminates an equally depressing scene of what can no longer be. "Dolly Waters: Queen of the...", I guess they didn't have time to finish it. Which is fair, because it describes Dolly in a way they never intended... or maybe they did. Maybe they had unique insight from some champion. About how not completing the text was the most Dolly thing ever. She never finishes anything she starts. Typical teenager. Idea's, but no real... plan. Which came first, Dolly, the chicken or the egg? Which will come last, Dolly, the tears or another disappointing return match that will tell you exactly why you shouldn't have come back to finish anything?
At least you have a cozy spot next to Graves.
For eternity.
Maybe he can recycle stories to tell you about how things "used to be". Meanwhile my inner animal will be fed in the delicious shower of your shortcomings. Chris Chaos will be there to eat up any of the leftovers. MMMM, MMMMMM, MMMMMMMM! Fresh failure. Makes me want to taste your tears, then spit it back out in disgust. Because you make me sick. Sick for the career's you've led. Sick that you never saw past your own weaknesses to overcome them. SICK... LIKE A DOG. A RABID DOG. Hell bent on letting the animal consume you. Your plots are already dug. Not by us, not by the Icons. By your own incapability to accept that you have fallen. Out of sight, out of mind, right? WRONG. No one escapes father time, no one escapes the big finale. In a way you're lucky. Some people never get a final stage on which to shine before that moment comes to snatch their lifeless souls. You get to share the stage with the biggest stars since Kim and Kanye. How does it feel? To soak in our ambiance, feel the glow of success one more time before you're laid to rest?
For someone who calls us "Primadonna's"...
You sure are getting awfully close.
Childish Dolly Waters insults don't change the end game. I smell it. And I'll damn sure have no problem dealing it. What gets lost in your incoherent rants is the most important thing of all... substance. You can't win. You don't even know how. Where to begin, what to say, how to deliver. Oh, you called someone a , let me stand and applaud... GOD... when did we get so many losers on Savage? What did Kato hit the "sign here for endless one liners" button, and everyone button mashed? The very one calling US names, is the one ACTING like a "primadonna". I'll tell you this, Dolly. The RENO☆ERSE see's all. It cannot be tricked or reasoned away. So take your "little dark warrior" who says he is just "evolving"... but without victories, none of us are sure what he's evolving into, exactly? And put him and you back in that middle eastern hole that you crawled out of. Dry and desolate. Crackling in the gusts of heat. Dust in the wind. Devoured by the Icons. Lowered to rest.
Just another forgotten part
of the
Graveyard.
☆
THE
RENO☆ERSE
HAS SPOKEN.
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, let me stand and applaud... GOD... when did we get so many losers on Savage? What did Kato hit the "sign here for endless one liners" button, and everyone button mashed? The very one calling US names, is the one ACTING like a "primadonna". I'll tell you this, Dolly. The RENO☆ERSE see's all. It cannot be tricked or reasoned away. So take your "little dark warrior" who says he is just "evolving"... but without victories, none of us are sure what he's evolving into, exactly? And put him and you back in that middle eastern hole that you crawled out of. Dry and desolate. Crackling in the gusts of heat. Dust in the wind. Devoured by the Icons. Lowered to rest. 
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