XWF FanBase: The IWC (gets varying reactions in the arenas, but will be worshiped like a god and defended until the end by internet fans; literally has thousands of online dorks logging on to complain anytime they lose a match or don't get pushed right)
"Soldier, I've never claimed to be a master in talking trash against anyone. No. Playing to my strengths is what I do. You've done something, twice, that I have wanted at least once in my career. You've been the X-Treme champion twice. You still hold a briefcase. And yes, I still will call it two times. I only paid attention once before now, and I only paid attention to you now because of that belt. Hell, I barely care about the history of the title. I only like being called the most extreme, and that's what I plan on doing. Being claimed to be the most X-Treme in this business, with a title that shows it. I talk a lot about how extreme I am, but anyone that holds that belt, or has, basically is announcing to the world that you're the toughest.
That belt belongs around my waist. Not the Hart championship, not the Intercontinental. Not even the Universal. The X-Treme championship belt.
On the subject about what I'm teaching my daughter. I'm teaching her, as is her mother, that humans are nothing more than walking, talking and more deep thinking, creatures. We have sex drives. We should be allowed to fuck whoever we want without looking as if we're monsters and should be shunned by societies because we decide to have sex with more than one person in our life. So, when she reaches the age of maturity, when he's beginning to be fourteen, we will teach her that sex is a natural part of being human. So if she decides to fuck several guys or women her age, then fine. If she gets hurt by any of them, though, they will meet me like several hundred others have, with my scythe, tearing pieces off of them, or killing them.
When it comes to the Hart title, it is prestigious, this is true. I don't think it's worth toilet paper. To me, it's not the title I truly want, though. I wanted to test my abilities against the then champ, Peter Gilmour. I wanted to see if I was able to face him, beat him, and then either go after you, or go straight for Lane. However, Macbeth won. My Hart shot was set in stone. But that's fine. I have the belt now, and this match with us, it won't cost me my free non-Universal title shot. So in the future, say, I decide to cash it in for the tag belts, or hell, a second chance at any other belt, I can.
You say I whined. I say I was being pushed away and forced to go against lesser enemies. I was put off time and time again, and that made my win that much more sweeter. If you were guaranteed a title shot, and you were forced to wait nearly two months, just to beat the champion, wouldn't you be pissed? Wouldn't you want to get the title shot as soon as possible?
As for what you think about I am going to say, you're wrong. You see, Soldier. I am going to win at Warfare. I am going to walk out of there, and I am walking with your belt as a double champion. I will hold both titles up proud and show that the true King of Xtreme isn't Peter Gilmour. Oh no.
It's me.
I'm going to beat the fuck out of you, Soldier. I'm going to make the white of the corpse paint on your face turn red and black as if you're part of the nWo Wolfpac, you black metal band reject. Did you try out for Dimmu Borgir and get rejected, and heartbroken, you felt like you were still part of the band anyways?
I think that's it, isn't it?
You probably met them one day and decided that you wanted to join, but they turned you back because you're too much of a fucking fail Satan worshiper. What is with you constantly incorporating six-six-six into everything? Are you just so inept at worshiping Lucifer, that you have to remember yourself 'six-six-six' as you cut yourself until you sleep?
Grow up. I put better men than you down before lunch, and kill better men than you can ever aspire to be before midnight.
Maybe after I beat you, I can hire you to entertain kids as the roadie to Cradle of Filth, who tries to entertain, but is more akin to a goth Ronald McDonald.
Let me continue to a different subject; my 'rampage' at the bar. See, most people go to that bar to try and relax, calmly. I've heard good things about it. Especially the drinks. However, in a place where you're supposed to be calm, and some fucking improper idiots decide to ruin the peace with their loud bullshit, you go for a little... walk. However, the difference being, my little walks mean death.
After all, I am DEATH, the Destroyer of Worlds.
After our match, and after I take the X-Treme championship belt, you will call me something else. Actually, two things.
'My Lord' and 'Ghost Tank, the Wrecker of Your Shit'.
By the way, you need to learn the definition of 'literal'. I do not think it means, what you think it means. A pool of blood does not equate to an ocean, you fucking grade school drop-out.
As for what you are calling the way to win my stipulation "hanging like a t-shirt on a wall in a closet'. No, it's more than one hook. More than two. You have to impale several hooks upon your opponent, then make them hang in the air like a cow carcass in a meat locker.
As for your stipulation. Do you know what electricity is like to me? I came up with Electrified Hell in A Cell, where I got stabbed by a goddamn katana, and I was fucking electrocuted while I bled on the electrified steel. Know what I did? I PULLED IT OUT BY THE FUCKING BLADE!
Electricity is nothing to me, so sure. Your stipulation is truly up your alley. Because a monkey with c.difficile shit on his face in the shape of corpse paint, like yourself, would make something where the goal is to shove a dildo up someone's ass.
At Warfare, you will hear the screams, Unknown Soldier. You'll hear them like many before you have. They will haunt your dreams, and wake you up at night to make your mascara run off your face because of the cold sweat your nightmares will bring you out of your slumber from.
roadie to Cradle of Filth, who tries to entertain, but is more akin to a goth Ronald McDonald.![[Image: xdagprt.gif]](https://i.imgur.com/xdagprt.gif)
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