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Charlie Nickles · (01-11-2021)

You've been quiet as a mouse, ratboy.

Where you been?

This is your big shot. Your big chance. Your one opportunity to win back this television title and reign atop the division once more. And you're no where to be seen. Pathetic! But we all saw it coming. You know better than all the rest of us that you can't hold this belt. You can't carry an entire show on your back week after week. You're just Azrael, the kind of weird alien who is sometimes on television, but usually not. This isn't 2013 anymore, buddy. You can't get away with that horseshit anymore.

Come tomorrow it's going to be me and you. Mono e Mono. Hombre versus Alien. It should be something epic, right? The grand clash of two XWF icons, battling it out over the most decorated television belt in this industry. But do people care? Are people tuning in for our match? They don't give a fuck! In fact, they're avoiding it. They're avoiding any mention of Erebus vs. Nickles. Avoiding the television division entirely. Why?

Because nobody wants to see a GROWN ASS MAN murder a LITTLE BOY!!!

It's 6 foot 3 against 4 foot 3. It's 300 pounds against 100 pounds. It's the greatest television champion in XWF history against the worst! People don't want to see it!

The blood, the carnage, the defeated look on your face as you fade into a deep slumber....

People don't want to hear it!

Your cries for help, your squeals of pain, your moans of humiliation.

It's going to be a mess.

Your face will become the color of your hair as I paint your whole body scarlet. You will becoming nothing but a ragdoll Your only purpose tomorrow night is to get thrown around the Mall of America by a real American man. A HUMAN man!

So come bring it, Alien scum. Make my motherfucking day.

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