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Game Girl · (06-08-2015)

WORLD 8 - LEVEL 1

"Hello Mr. Harrison."

"Two things I'd like to start with. Number one, set power of trash talk to a smooth 30% and let's go up gradually."

"Number two, why do you deserve a title shot?"

"Why did I deem you worthy while Christopher Isles was not? Why are you here while Hero Xtreme is crying about being the number one contender to MY title?"

"Is it because you're better than those two?"

"That's a possibility."

"You have been here longer than Christopher, Hero says he's from the 'old school' but he clearly doesn't know what he's talking about. I know old school, I am literally old school."

"You're clearly more talented than Hero Xtreme 7.9 but Isles showed a lot of promise in his debut. He could perhaps outshine the prophet."

"The last ever Identity champion."

"The afterthought."

"L.H. Harrison."

"Now, I'm not one who holds grudges. Not my bag. And you're probably going to say something dumb like I'm some overly attached girlfriend but you and Vinnie Lane caused Game Boy's only loss. You didn't pin him, neither of you pinned him. You didn't win the match for your team, Lane did. You didn't do all that much damage at all to GB, but you still made a stain on his record. My record. Our record. The only retry we had to hit."

"Stains are ugly little things, can ruin something no matter how small and insignificant it is. You Mr. Harrison are a stain, nothing more, nothing less. I mean, what exactly have you accomplished in your rather lengthy time here? Won a title belt annnd... And. . . OH! You help form a team but you weren't the brains. Just a mask, a symbol. And that team has vanished now. Nothing left. So sad."

"You help build up this, I wouldn't say mighty, mundane stable and let it run itself into the ground. You were the glue! Doctor D'Ville didn't need any of you, he's made that abundantly clear by winning the top championship belt and leave the rest of you in the dust. When he cashed in and beat Gator, he left you. Your higher power abandoned you and YOU were left to hold up the crumbling wall. Ghost Tank, that douche, he tried to pin your boss! He brought shame to your team! Not to mention the countless members who did nothing. Then Frodo Smackins disappeared long after the wall fell."

"It's amazing really, you were given a chance, a HUGE chance to become the most feared, the most dominant team the XWF has ever seen and you let it slip between your fingers. You could have ruled the world, instead you get brought up every so often as if this failure still exists. Clinging onto pipe dreams and nostalgia, wishing you could have done things differently, done it the right way and be at the head."

"But no. You failed. D'Ville failed you. Your teammates failed you and here you stand now. Going from match to match trying to regain that fallen honor. A sad man trying to show that he's still got it, trying to prove he still has promise. Heheheh. You have dust on the soles of your boots and dirt in your hands, a poor beggar wanting more holding out his open palms for a drop of water and sanctuary from his humiliation."

"Now, this could all be traced to Defiance's fall. It really could and I wouldn't blame you for blaming them. I truly wouldn't, so if you need a scapegoat it's there for you. Or, you could admit that it was your fault like a man. Choice is yours."

"Heh."

"I should stop talking about fallen teams and focus on the shell of a man trying to prove his worth."

"Why do you deserve the Intercontinental Championship?"

"I beat the almighty Sebastian Duke for this, something you couldn't do. The odds are in my favor here. But, you did get that win over Game Boy so that makes us even right? Well, maybe if there was a third party involved, maybe, just maybe you'd have a slither of hope. Maybe you could win, maybe you could shout from the rooftops that LH Harrison matters again! Maybe you could have saved your family. Maybe you could do anything. Maybe doesn't count for sCENSORED."

"I may be some joke made of bleeps and bloops but I was programmed to trust the numbers. A lot of zeroes and ones, sure. Like we're going to be. LH Harrison zero, Game Girl one. Hehe. But, I trust the numbers and the numbers say you're going to lose this match. The numbers say you don't have a chance. And I would trust a long string of binary any day over some fCENSOREDing has-been that never really was anything in the first place."

". . ."

"Why does LH Harrison deserve a title shot?"

"He doesn't. He deserves nothing. He doesn't deserve to look me in the eye. He doesn't deserve to fight me. He doesn't deserve the beating I'm going to give him. But he will receive all these things anyway."

"Because he is a stain? Partially."

"But mostly it's because of one thing, Harrison needs to learn the hard way he doesn't belong here anymore. He should have died long ago when people cared. When he had a family that he couldn't endanger. But instead he walks among us, this man trying to crawl from a hole of despair and defeat to climb up out of the darkness and bathe in the light."

"This man doesn't deserve such an honor."

"He deserves nothing else but a slow death."

WORLD 8 - LEVEL 1 COMPLETE!

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