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Socrates · (08-27-2014)

The camera fades in to a large, spinning pyramid made of pure gold. It is lit up from the bottom, so it appears at though the light climbs it's way up the pyramid. It's beautiful. It's made of gold because Socrates has been a little bit of a spendthrift as of late.

The camera begins to zoom out, and we see that the pyramid is atop a stand, we zoom out even further and now we can see Socrates' home. The pyramid upon a stand takes up only a small portion of what feels like an infinite-sized mansion. We can see Socrates sat upon a white stool, staring at the hypnotic pyramid, as the camera points towards him.

In a calm tone: Atomsk, what a weirdo.

He giggles.

To what can only be described as 'a monumental shitstorm', Socrates has has ended his affiliation with LG Corporation. I wish them the best of luck for the future. Fuckers.

Anyway, just as the light climbs up this pyramid; so do I. So what better way was there to help me climb that pyramid than a Television Title match at Relentless? There wasn't; it was a brilliant opportunity, and as expected things went my way. I mentioned it before to Steve Davids, I did not care about winning, because eventually I will climb the pyramid and make my way to the top. I don't care if it takes a week, a month or a year! Because, mark my words XWF, it will happen.

You know I fought hard when the victor won from a game of rock, paper, scissors. By the way, congratulations Gator. And that was with Paul Heyman being a douche throughout the entire match. It isn't personal? I can make it personal if you piss me off again like that Mr Heyman. And guess what? Your client lost. So maybe next time just, y'know, just stay out of the way...

He smiles, and is still staring at the pyramid.

He begins to run his finger up the pyramid, touching the top and smiling.

I'll soon be here. The top. Another match at Warfare, a one on one with

He makes a 'uh' sound.

Whatever A Tomsk is.

He begins to smile.

Thankfully for me it's an X-Treme Rules match. This will allow me to me let off a bit of post-relentless steam with all sorts of weapon combos.

He smirks and begins to laugh.

You see Atomsk, you are just a pawn. A pawn in the game that will be cleared and obliterated by Socrates.

He takes his finger off the pyramid, looks towards the camera, and shakes his head.

A classic spine-breaking hit in the back with a chair? Or maybe an arm-snapping blow with a baseball bat?

However I destroy you, you shall continue to be a worthless piece of meat fed to the ascending superstars, like Socrates.

He pauses, and his eyes light up because he's received an idea.

Actually you know what, how about a face-mutilating Hades' Curse with barbed wire wrapped around my hand.

He nods.

Yeah that'll get the crowd going, make me look good, and inevitably allow me to...

The camera immediately switches to black.

#ASCEND.

You have been warned.

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