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Heed My Warning - Chris Chaos - 06-16-2020 A REVOLUTION IS COMING "Peter, I will ask you once more. No, scratch that. I will demand once more....that you prevent your head from being bashed in and your career being altered. I demand that you listen to reason. Do you remember that old saying "You get a lot more with sugar than with vinegar?" Well, at this moment, I am the ONLY one with anything to offer you. The bloated suits in the back? You'll never get anywhere with them. They don't like you, they don't respect you, they just want to see you fail. What you are failing to realize is that I have been the only one trying to help you this entire time. You touched on it, but I don't think you quite grasp the full concept. You know Chris, when we were teamed up I thought we'd take over the world. You, me and Jenny. An evil threesome. But no, you picked some shmuck to take my place and then you beat my ass to a pulp. How dare you Chris. We could've held the XWF hostage and made Theo and Vinnie grovel out our feet. We could've made the XWF our bitch. Nobody would stop us. Not Main, not Page, not even that old fart Centurion could touch us. We could've had all the gold brother. You weren't ready, Peter. Sure, we won the Tag Belts but there was a lot of weakness inside you. You weren't as savage as you needed to be you didn't have the killer instinct that your words did. You and I weren't at the same level. You wanted all the gold, you had visions of grandeur, you wanted to be a rockstar. I wanted XWF to burn to a pile of rubble. I wanted to show you how soft you'd gotten.....but I think now you're ready. You've dealt with the embarrassment of being a traffic cone in the XWF success highway long enough. There is no reason why we still can't make XWF our bitch. Why we still can't make Theo and Vinnie grovel at our feet. I am going to, the real question here is....are your balls big enough to support that super dick? I stole your title? No Peter, I beat you for it. I pinned you in the center of that ring, and I proved that I was the alpha. I survived the chamber and I came out on top. You are still salty that I kicked you out of Empire? Peter, you lost us a match we shouldn't have lost....you weren't strong enough to roll with me. But second chances are something we all deserve, right? This is your second chance, Peter. I suggest you take it. Or don't, and get beaten down again. Beaten down worse than you've ever been beaten down before. Beaten down with a savageness that no human deserves. I made an example of you once.....don't make me do it again. That is all you've ever been, Petey. An example. You're in the manual for how not to be like. When new guys begin here, they tell them to study you to learn what losers look like. Is that what you want to be? Is that how you want to be looked upon? There are men and women who aren't even here yet who think Peter Gilmour is a joke. Taking shots at me is fashionable, taking shots at you is commonplace. They have the wrestling world brainwashed, Peter, and they continue to. XWF propaganda is that fake news you hate so much. They can paint and portray you however they wish, and promise you things they will never deliver to keep you from rising up to question them. It is a new future that WE are in control of, Peter. The way I look at is, you're with me or against me. Right now, keeping your eyebrows separated is the only full time job you have. You're like Dobby the House Elf, only people won't be sad when you die in the 7th book. You are telling me you're content with this life? That you are happy with the ultimate failure you've become. If you still want to fight, I am more than down. I don't mind kicking the shit out of you for the umpteenth time, but I have a purpose, a plan, a goal, and if you wish to join me, you're gonna need to be at least semi-conscious. You can't beat me, you never could and you never will, but right now I am the only reason for Peter Gilmour to even bother continuing to come to work. My mission gives you purpose, it gives you a reason to breathe. So Peter.....the choice is yours. I am not going to give you some long winded rah-rah speech. I am not going to sit here and dump on you more than I have. I am simply telling you that change is coming, and it starts tomorrow night. In or out, I really don't care. You're either Chaotic Inc or you're XWF.....but the line has been drawn firmly in the sand. You can't be both. Heed my warning.......you're career hangs in the balance. Join me and be everything you want to be....oppose me and be just another memory of the fat kid who tried to play with the jocks. How do you want to be remembered? See you soon.