Post by <~The Shooting Starr~> on Feb 12, 2008 15:40:52 GMT -5
As Calloway and Lament continued their table scrap fight in the ring, Starr awaits William James to hit the back aswell.
Not a long wait, it was only a minute or two, but he catches him as he arrives.
Not a long wait, it was only a minute or two, but he catches him as he arrives.
Alright man, I'm not asking you to drink some cult kool-aid here, or buy into what I'm selling. I'm a straight up, stand up guy. If your not into teaming with me, thats fine. I can go find someone else..
I caught the way you and Jones handled Project Waste Of Space, with the ladders and shit. You got some good brawling skills, straight up, and I like that. I'm abit of a brawler myself with some good old technical backing to match. So let's cut to the chase right? Right!
I do need you, hell I need anyone right now, even just to watch my back and keep me from being double teamed and cheated out of the top spot here in GCW. I'm not asking you to be my friend, or come over and watch sports while we eat BBQ and drink some beer. I don't even do that with the friends I do have already. I'm looking for someone who can kick some ass and keep up with the hardstyle form of combat and war I bring to the table.
Hell, I know what you can do. I've seen it with my own two eyes. Not just here either. Your on the brink. The brink to break through that glass ceiling that everyone tries to keep the midcard talent under so they can't raise up and take a main event spot. I was under that same glass ceiling almost 2 years ago. Do you know what I did? I stepped it up. I stepped up my game and stopped wasting my time on the rookies, the green guys and curtain jerkers. I went straight for the top of the heap, the head guys. I talked trash about them, called them out, berated them everywhere a camera was found.
Eventually someone stepped up to defend themselves, and I showed him why his evolution was back to the stone age. I revolutionized his evolution of the game and shut him up, not once, but twice. Kicked my own GM's ass in the parking lot and then went out and defended my show title in a 30 minute 3 way match against Kyle Nobbs and Tha Notorious 187. Both of which are here and they haven't come back for more since I beat them.
He breathes heavy on his knuckles and shines his shirt/chest like he's a god
Do I expect you to do the same, with me? No, I don't expect it. I know it. I know your able to do just the same as I did. I know you got the balls, the talent, the skill, the GULL to do just the same. Cause I went from that curtain jerking spot, to midcard champion, to main eventing and winning my first respectable world championship in 2 years time. Thats with a staff and other so called top tier talent, throwing their weight around, injecting themselves with muscles and holding me back. Imagine what YOU can do when those kinda guys part like the red sea when your teaming with me.
It'll be a cakewalk to the top for you. All you gotta do, is shake my hand and give me your word, you'll watch my back and make sure we're not embarassed by that Psychotic Corey Hollows and his little asylum wench Nikki.
His speech was done, his hand extended.
Would William James shake his hand and gain a valuable ally, or would he turn it down and gain a powerful enemy?
Would William James shake his hand and gain a valuable ally, or would he turn it down and gain a powerful enemy?