Enigma.....You talk about 'more urgent matters'. This is your career, right bitch? Motherfucker, you step up as a masked man, you think you can go around pickin' on little girls, that it shitstain? Bitch, I rose from the dead. I'm not afraid ah death, I'm not afraid of masks, and I sure as fuck ain't afraid of your dollar-store GhostRider wannabe ass.

You resort tah cheap remarks, cuz that's all you got, huh bitch? That's all you bring to the table, right fuckwad? Bitch, you want a challenge, step the fuck up. This chick is gonna rip your nuts off, tie them around your throat and make you beg for mercy. Bring you to the canvas, make you scream her name, pull your ass back up, knock you back down with the Overdose. Sweet Dreams, Niggy. You want a challenge, wait till she meets you in the ring, and you'll have one.

You just happen to grace us with your prescence, that it? We oughta bow down before you and kiss your feet, that it? You wanna call this chick a 'whore', fucker how 'bout you come here and let me make you my whore? I'll break you down, fuck your ass, and leave you callin' my name before you choke on my dick. I'll use my cock like a motherfuckin' stungun and shock you till you vomit up all the cocks you've been swallowin'.

I got some bad news for ya, Enigmatic Lack of Charisma....I accept. Not for Wednesday, she'll take care of that.

I want you, for my second match, whenever that may be. I already know when my first match'll take place...

But, just like FroYoHoHo.....I'll meet you in July. And I'll light your ass up like it was Independance Day.

Believe that, bitch.




And, bee tee motherfuckin' dubbya. Olive...you're right...........when you're The Show?











The scene opens










And we see Reeve. Again, he comes bearing a different face.










This one covered by a mask.












"Every day is Halloween. I have returned."


#WeCouldStartOver | #JustLookMeInTheEyesAndSayImWrong
#ImNotTheOnlyOne | #ItHasBegun

























































"Oh. And by the way? Just in case you've been living under a rock since you've been away? My name's Reeve Gordon. And I am the 'higher level'. Appearances can be deceiving. If you don't know me, my past, consider yourself lucky. Unfortunately, you've stepped into my present. And trust me, Niggy. I merely brought myself down to your level. You put on a brave front. But that's all it is. A mask. You hide, behind a mask. A mask, and an endless barrage of curse words, because you lack the intelligence to form a full sentence without one.

"You, Enigma, are generic. Run-of-the-mill. I have been in this business for well over fourteen years, and I have seen countless of your kind come into a company, act as if they were a 'monster', and fall before a gal, just like Olive here. I came into XWF, last year. September. I came in as a Storm. A gal, who herself has felt the brunt of those same lewd remarks you toss Miss Pendershore's way...That gal took the 'Storm', and turned him into a slight drizzle. She left the ring drenched in Blood Rayne.

I can promise you, Olive very well could do the same with you. Making a statement, and leaving you a broken man. Not a monster, a man. For that is all you are. I on the other hand? I Am a God. And just as Rob Van Dam.....I Am One Of A Kind. You want a witty response? Try this one on for size."












Scene opens. Once again. You see a face.

























"Welcome to the jungle. See you in your dreams."


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