Hanari Carnes
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04-17-2020, 02:45 PM
FEAR
"Fear doesn’t exist anywhere except in the mind."--Dale Carnegie
"So please tell me what the fuck do I have to fear from you?”
It's simple, the fear of the unknown. The fear of not truly knowing your opponent. The fear of having one bad night that could cost you everything. The fear that one man can bring down everything you've worked for--and everything you stole--in one fell swoop.
The footprints echoed through the dark hallway, the soles of the Salvatore Ferragamo Gancini Suede Loafers clicked along the wooden floor, mixing with the creaks. The hallway wasn't well lit. Artificial torch light, dim due to dying batteries. The walls were a plaster drywall, several spots with nicks and holes.
"Fear.....what es fear? What do we consider to be fear?"
There was a darkness at the end of the hallway, and it seemed as if this corridor went on forever.
"Sometime' de greatest fear we have lives within ourselves. De fear of failure, de fear of not living up to de expectations placed upon us."
He stopped, looking out the window. It was a cloudy night, a slight drizzle, and the hiss of the rain could be heard ever so lightly in the silent hallway.
"Sometimes we have to face dat fear, take a chance that we normally would not take. Go out in a limb, even if it bend under our weight......"
He keeps walking, not quite sure where the path may lead him or what lies ahead.
"Courage is knowing what not to fear. Plato said dat one time, and it es true. Holmes, I do not fear a challenge. I have won some, i have lost some, but I have stood up to face it all. I don't have a resume chu can pick apart, de best thing I have here es that I am new. There es so much about me that nobody knows, so many stones left unturned. There es so many stories left to still be written. The novel starts tomorrow night.
Chu see holmes, doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will. By the sound of chor penultimate promo, aptly titled "Snake Blood" in Greek (at least I provide the English titles for our non-multi-lingual viewers, dick), chu sounded more in doubt than ever before. It had venom in it. it sounded like Hanari had successfully gotten under chor skin.
Bueno.
Chu see dis entire time I have been cool as a cucumber. I never raise my voice, I never get upset. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. If I lose, its just another win over a "scrub" for chu Shawn, and another "almost" for me. We can chalk it up to my inexperience. Chalk it up to me not being ready in de biggest moment. Chalk it up to chu being de better man on dis night.
But what if I win?
Oh, holmes. Then it es anarchy. Si, chu have a lot to lose. Not just a golden strap, but a reputation. A "legacy". Chor entire world that chu have built inside ya own head will come crashing down around chu in a ball of flame and ash, and de Shawn Warstein experiment will have been a giant waste of time.
Chu should have left when chu were still Fuzz.
Chu were mulling retirment, mulling hanging up de boots, mulling over a future in XWF without Fuzz in it. But this all comes full circle now. Chu couldn't leave well enough alone. De need to be appreciated, validated, respected......it was too much for chu to bear. Engy had what chu so longed for, but Fuzz.....we had so longed chor ass already.
Chu came back as Shawn Warstein, chor goverment name (which makes me wonder why a man with a German name is titling his promos in Greek?), and tried to tell everyone dat de man standing before dem was somehow.....different.
Nice play, bad result.
Fear drove chu to do what chu did, fear of de unknown brought chu back. Fear of not knowing what your name would be, what chor legacy would become.........fear drove chu to madness."
He continued to walk, each creak in the floor produced and echo. There were sounds of all sorts echoing off the walls. How long was this hallway?
"Chu es so scared of losing that chu es making up shit now, hombre. Chor right, not once did I say chu was running from me. I am not sure why chu think I said that. I didn't need to. Chu es running from yaself. Running from de voices in ya head, running from idea that Shawn Warstein may very well be a dream state himself......an illusion, a mirage, a personality created by Fuzz because Fuzz never got the job done under that name........"
He laughs to himself, his voice echoing down the impossibly long hallway. There was a small crash somewhere in the distance, as if something had fallen off a shelf and hit the floor.
"Chu wanna talk about me beating a dead horse, chico. Oh my lanta......dis horse has long since decomposed. De smell es rancid. Yet chu continue to beat it. Beat it over and over and over like a pubescent teen boy who just discovered internet porn is free.
Chor 'accomplishments'.
I knew exactly where I was going. I knew this bated trap would lure ya in. I knew chu just couldn't help yaself........
But it was chu who twisted ya own words, homie. Backpedaled like trying to stop a bicycle."
"The route you SHOULD’VE taken is that SHAWN was the failure and couldn’t get it done WITHOUT FUZZ, but instead you chose to attack the one thing about me that is impenetrable. The history of Fuzz.”
"That es only de beginning of the debacle.....that es where chu began to spiral out of control. Where I caught chu reminiscing subconsciously about the one thing chu hate most about yaself........you're good, damn good, but never quite "good enough". What do i mean? Let's recap, si?
Chu asked de question chorself. "Why didn't I do it at Lethal Lottery? Why didn't I do it at Cunt Fest? Why didn't I do it?"
So, I called chor bluff....I asked chu, 'yeah holmes, why didn't chu do it'. I highlighted de fact that chu have been ducking de champ for so long.........and den chu delivered dis gem:
“Why didn’t I do it at the Lethal Lottery? Because I was too busy winning the Lethal Lottery. Why didn’t I do it at Cuntfest? I was too busy, defending my title, winning the Main Event which was my second match of the night, running the show, commentating the show, and above all else BEING THE SHOW."
Another thing falls off from a wall or a shelf in the distance. Hanari could see white dry wall ahead, there was a turn coming.
He made the turn, back into the blackness, then continued.
"All of dose are great resume builders, Shawn, but chu es leaving out the main fact dat will decide whether chu will be hired or someone else will take de spot........
First off, lets start with de fact that chor head es so hard that chu completely omitted de fact that chor little chew toy Noah Jackson was just as involved in dis event coming together as chu were. The Sick Cunts was a duet, holmes......what, Noah es below chu now? Why because he defended his title like a man, and got slaughtered by a man I took apart a week before, Thunder Knuckles?
Funny chu no mention that.
Anyway........
I can let dat one slide. Noah es a loser, anyway.
But don't go anywhere, it gets better from here, chico.
AT Cunt Fest......chu did everything chu said. A+ memory, chap. Bravo. However, while chu were doing all of dis, Engy had de match of de night. A UNIVERSAL match.....and was his opponent named Fuzz? No sir, twas not. It was Robbie Bourbon.
While chu had ya head out like a dog begging to be pet, ya face in the limelight, soaking in the event and the notoriety.......Engy was defending his belt in de match of de night. His was a Jordan level of greatness.....chors was a publicity stunt. Pure and simple.........
So chu wanna talk about how I called chu a coward so many times that de word should be banned....but chu have thrown chor 'accomplishments' in my face just as much. Every promo talking about how great chu are. Every promo patting chorself on the back, using words like legend to describe chorself.......dat horse has been beaten beyond repair........but chu are forgetting something........."
He comes to a table at the end of the hallway. It looks like it is an old desk of some sort. There is holder for a name slot, an old cup that still had pens in it, a worn out chair with the stuffing ripped out. Next to him on the left was a door. It was propped open. He kicked it open without fear of what was on the other side.
"Chu flaunt de event, adding to chor laundry list of 'accomplishments'......but chu have thrown something else in my face several times........
How I came up a tad short at March Madness.
Ahh, yes, March Madness. A big Pay Per View where the XWF gets to crown a king or a queen and several titles get defended. I beat that cumstain Big D to move on to de finals, and I will admit, Madison Dyson had my number.........but dis isn't about me. I am always going to be up front and honest when I don't get the job done, it es chu who hides behind ya own fragile ego.
What did FUZZ do at March Madness? That's right, chu are all thinking de same thing I am........Fuzz embarrassed himself. Back to de fear thing. Chu saw de world crumbling, chu saw the predators closing in............
Fuzz, chor camp es weak.
De night started with Noah losing de TV title. Chu told him chu was proud of him after he beat that two dollar puta Atara at Cunt Fest.......where was his pep talk dis time? Where was his "its okay 'son', I am still proud of chu. Go get em next time!" Nowhere, because chu was much too self absorbed for dat.
THEN......
Chris Page and Robert Main took the TV titles from you two ass clowns. Beat cha down, embarassed chu. Robert Main, as much as I have my reservations about his ethics as well, es one hell of a competitor. Chris Page es top tier also. Where was Fuzz then? He didn't look so legendary........
THEN, oh yes, et gets better.........
THEN, chu feign an injury and chu GIFT de X-Treme title to that prostitute Atara. Chu give her a belt that she never would have won otherwise. Didn't she lose at Cunt Fest? Didn't she lose to Big D on Savage de week before? Isn't she floating around the midcard on dis company's C show that was created for developmental talent that wouldn't survive on de main roster?
The answer es yes.
Chu were thinking with ya other head, Shawn. She must really know how to use de tongue. .So, Atara gives chu a sloppy rim job, tickles chor balls a little bit, and all of de sudden a filler talent becomes de X-Treme campeón? De belt dat you--here is dat dead horse again---held in such high regard for holding for so long, just thrown away like discarded feminine products? Chu let a vagina come between chu and greatness.......
BUT.....it gets even better........
Engy goes on to win his title match. Defend his belt. Chu were sitting in de back, battered beaten and bruised with de only shred of hope left in your crumbling facade being de briefcase. But Fuzz had already shit de bed. Fuzz had already puked in his soup. Chu couldn't come out as Fuzz....chu needed an angle. So....chu looked at your I.D, holding it out about an inch and a half so chu could see it over de back of Atara's head......and a lightbulb went off."
Just as he says this, there is a flash and a bang. One of the lights tried to come on in the building, but popped, causing the bulb to shatter and glass to cover the floor. Back to darkness.
"..........So, chu can say I have been monotonous in my stance that Fuzz es a failure....dat Fuzz couldn't get de job done........but holmes....if chu es gonna shoot, shoot right. Don't lie to us......."
SHAWN was the failure and couldn’t get it done WITHOUT FUZZ
"Homie.......chu mean that Fuzz was the failure and couldn't get it done without Shawn taking a jealousy induced cheap shot at one of de best campeones dis company has ever had........
Shawn chu wouldn't even have had to change chor ring name. Chu want to talk about legendary? Chu wanna talk about greatness? Chu had a chance to hold 1/3 of the gold in dis entire company in ONE night........and chor partner to hold de other. Tag, X-Treme, TV....all could be a Sick Cunt Fantasy but now what es it........a sick...........CUNT........fantasy........"
He reaches another door. This one is locked.
Brushing off some of the dirt, debris and overgrown foliage from the door he reads the lettering engraved on it.
Hill View Manor
Shuttered since 2004, this asylum has quite the reputation.
*Death was commonplace during Hill View Manor's history with countless residents dying in the home (approximately 100 of whom who were buried on the property) and several committing suicide. Once abandoned and now a popular attraction, Hill View Manor has drawn ghost hunters ever since.*
Hanari was not just going to kill Shawn's title reign, he was going to kill this dream state "legacy" that is warping his mind.
"Chu have nothing left, vato. Dis title is all chu have. Tag, gone, X-Treme, gone.........how can I take chu seriously, or anyone take chu seriously, when chu pump up a title as much as chu did then gift it away to someone so undeserving? I guess dat belt isn't all dat important to chu, so why list it on chor resume? Why throw it around like its a damn Pulitzer prize? Because chu know its bullshit...chu are deflecting.........Atara couldn't wrestle her way out of a Wal-Mart bag if I put it over her head, but she has nice lips......."
He smiles........
"Get it?"
"Nice if chu like puss filled lesions and enough space to park a B29. Shawn, give it up.......chor empire is crumbling, chor days are numbered, and it all comes back to that one word.................
FEAR."
*The paranormal presence is so strong at Hill View Manor that it is has gained national attention, appearing on Ghost Detectives and Ghost Adventures.*
Pretty scary huh?
"We suffer more in imagination than in reality."
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