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John_Black · (06-21-2023)

I’m going to keep this brief, I know my personal life isn’t as well invested as the others inside the company, so you don’t need to worry about that piece for now. As you see, I lost to HGH in some wired hot wheels type of shit stipulations that I had no clue about before I went out there. I thought it would be a simple match, but at the last minute they changed it up on me before I even knew, am I heated about it?

Not so much then before, shit… that was an easy pay day from that point. Hell, I have no idea if I even had to fly to Mexico since I wasn’t told about heading there for Madness taping. So much delays and shit that makes me even wonder why should I even bother coming down to Seattle knowing full well what's going to happen.

They might end up putting me in a hog pen match for all i know… or another shitty sponsored match where the winner get a lifetime supply of breadsticks from Olive Garden (shout out to the homie Brian Zane), while the loser get’s nothing. Well, since I already can predict the outcome, I won’t be able to have a piece of breadstick from Mastermind.

Speaking of Mastermind…

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It’s been a minute since we paired off, I think we had a match back somewhere in the early 2020s, before the pandemic fucked up the program albeit with how often we go to these shows not once we had an off season, so yeah… not relevant, but what is relevant is how you managed to rack up some interesting victories in your time here in the XWF. Mind, I know you have your own posse in the Misfits who had one of your crew members go down in flames as a brief X-Treme Champion a few months earlier. Well, I guess The Hammer couldn’t put a stop of being hit with the twerk of destiny of not being the champion.

Not just that, I am or still was in the position when that Gothic whyte boy done jacked it off me, but where the fuck is he now? Somewhere between being a band leader for an Adult Swim show or somewhere being all emo and feeling held back in some other company…wherever he is, I hope I don't cross paths with him again, or else he’ll end up in a morgue in bumblebuck.

So Mastermind, I know you are in your G6 plane, talking to your glorified babysitter in Anton with your crew of so called misfits who wouldn’t even hurt someone like Jim Jimson on a hot summer's day. You can have all the money, class, status, and even an endless supply of “I Mastered The Mind of…” shirts in your Australian warehouse where even the wildlife couldn’t bother with keep up making on a consistent basis…

You don’t have the grit or the heart like how I do, you have it on easy mode. You can easily have those side you in the neck of the competition, while I have to stand on my own. I had moments where I question why I am still in this shit, hell I could have said fuck this match and had you win out of forfet, while you can usher in those bullshit ass Master’d shirts with my name on it. Hell, I wonder if it would sell out like how it would, but I wouldn't even see Kris wearing that or Melanie giving it away to her lover she’s in the covers with. But no fuck that, I am here to say that I don’t just want to out Master the Mastermind…

Oh no…no

I want to BRAINFUCK the master out of his own game, turn your brain into Edward’s while you still thinking that it’s still cool giving motherfuckers shirts out of pity and spite. I am not going to fuck you up completely, I will make sure to give you my all and have you be the biggest star that Anarchy as ever seen in a long ass time. Knowing we are opening the show, we have to make the rest of these motherfuckas know how it should go…

Save for the Anarchy title match which will have more fucks to spare compared to us…

You know what fuck all that mark insider speak… let me put it like this Mastermind, I know you don’t think I am close to your level.. I know you have this sense of importance when in reality it is not exactly the case… you are just like HGH, or even better someone like one of those bing tong bitches…

Someone who needs to get jacked moved in the process of how I operate, I could care less if I don’t win this glorified match to see who gets the fans tuning in. They can move how they want, same goes to the crowd, they shit on the match or cheer the match… but what I know is that I if I get that bullshit ass “I Mastered The Mind Of..'' I'll burn that shit and leave it at Lacklan’s dressing room as a gift of respect afterwards.

Come hell or high water, I will break your mind, body and fucking Soul Mastermind… so git up and git out and git to steppin outta my way in tha terrordome on Anarchy.

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