Post by EmbodimentOfFear on Dec 7, 2013 14:15:36 GMT -5
December 4
Imagine opening a box on Christmas morning, the exciting of pulling a new toy out of a box, one that you have been waiting for as long as you can remember, only to discover that it is broken.
There are those that can play nicely in the sandbox, those that cannot, and those that refuse to play at all. Travis Roberts is of that third kind.
His tactics are akin to covering his ears and loudly declaring that he is not listening. He goes out of his way to let me know that what I say and do does not bother him.
He fails to realize that my sandbox is much bigger than he thinks.
“Scared.”
“Director. To what do I owe the displeasure?”
Ooley placed his bat against the wall near the door as he entered the room. He dragged a chair out of it’s place, a few feet from a mounted camera, leaving four bare spots on the floor amidst a thin layer of dust.
“I needed to make sure that you understood the stakes you have taken on.”
“I would have thought you had enough on your plate right now, or do you find yourself with plenty of time now that Pierce and Somers have rendered you and your associate irrelevant?”
“When the Consortium came together and we created UGWC, Moist Rewards and Vector both wanted to focus on the other half of our acquisitions. It was hard to argue against that, given that we had lost out on Arelost and Tuscon, we were stuck with our “stars” from LWF being the likes of Trevor Sharp, the Backstreet Boys, we had Pink Fizz representing the promotion as World Champion for Louis’ sake. Hamstrings was an icon of GIW. So when the Consortium as a group chose to focus on the Other Trevor, Astro Bummers, Pisseragi, I had to go along with it. When they wanted to bring back in Pete Demascus, it had to be okay.”
“Get to your point, Robert. I’m quite busy this week.”
“My point is that you of all people appreciate the significance of legacy. LWF was where Ol’ Bob was the World Champion, and there is nothing left to represent it. Nothing except you. The likes of Hamstrings and Sharp will always be associated with UGWC. All that is left of the legacy that you and I share is you. At Horizons you’re facing a man that embodies the legacy of GIW. I want, I need, for us to prove ourselves the better brand.”
“What you need is to let go of the past. The mistake that you and other make is that you think I am obsessed with the past, stuck there. I honor what has come before, I refuse to let others forget it, to lose what we have done to the sands of time...but I live in the present, in the now. I will face Travis Roberts at Horizons, but I do so for me.”
Ooley stared at Phrixus for several moments, but nodded his head.
“So long as we understand each other.”
The Director began to leave.
“Put it back where you found it.”
Ooley turned back at Phrixus, then glanced at the chair. He stared at Phrixus for a few moments, but dragged the chair back to where it had been. He picked up his bat and walked out of the room.
Phrixus walked to the chair and adjusted the position, covered the four bare spots in their entirety.
December 7
Nothing perturbs me quite so much as a fraud.
That is what I see when I look at Travis Roberts. His vanity rivals that of the one who would call himself by the word. He continues to ride his own coattails from accomplishments of years ago.
The same could once have been said of me. I am fully aware of my iconic ties to the Cross-Hemisphere Championship. Yet while I fully embrace this legacy, I have grown beyond it. It was only a year ago, in 2012, that I was the shadowy face of UGWC, representing it as the World Heavyweight Champion.
Travis Roberts was the 3-Time Global Heavyweight Champion. He has been irrelevant ever since. After a disappointing first year in UGWC, capped off by a humiliating defeat at the hands of a long-time rival, he tucked his tail between his legs and vanished.
Now, he returns and wishes to make a target of me, because he knows his limitation, and he has underestimated me. His victory at Battleground has ensured that his match at Horizons is a spotlighted match, a co-main event. His choice of me as an opponent is an attempt to protect himself by making the match as meaningless as possible for himself.
I see him for the fraud that he is.
Soon, the world will share my vision.
The static on your screen fades into a close-up image of the face of Fear.
“You have been lied to.”
A split-second image flashes of the face of Travis Roberts.
“They tell you that Travis Roberts is a icon, that he is a legend. The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment This Millennia. Yet when you wind the clock back five years, when you look at these supposed accomplishments, you find that they are as empty as he is.”
A split-second image flashes of Roberts holding the GIW Global Heavyweight Championship.
“Roberts was a three-time Global Champion. It sounds impressive, until you discover that the reason he was able to win the title three times is because he lost it not once, but twice, to Alex Kiseragi.”
A flash of images show Fear defeated Kiseragi at Infinity to win the Global Challenge and with it the World Heavyweight Championship.
“Beaten twice by a man who was so certain that I would embarass him in his home country, that he hid under a mask.”
Flashes of Fear defending the championship against “Tiger Mask” at Rising Sun.
“Once Roberts was finally able to keep the championship for an extended time around his waist, he did so because he beat a string of people whose most significant achievements were that they got to have a match with Travis Roberts.”
Flashes of Roberts defending the championship against Gabrielle Montgomery, Randy Boolzian, and Moss Edwards.
“Roberts was able to claim to be in a class all his own, but he faced foes who were later unable to accomplish anything of value even in his absence. Montgomery and Boolzian have careers that come together to be a sum of nothing, and Edwards did not come into his own until he employed a grand deception.”
Flash of the UGWC logo.
“When the time came to forge a path in this bold new era, what did ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment This Millennia’ do? He became the dead weight anchored to the leg of a monster, perhaps because he saw the potential that the beast would show the rest of us one year later. When a flash of past glory saw him win UGWC’s first Battleground Match, ‘The Headliner’ elected to be the first person to not use the opportunity to main event Horizons, choosing instead to settle a personal score.”
Flashing image of Declan Prescott.
“How telling, then, that after having won a match in which his career itself was on the line, Prescott retired anyway after facing Roberts, recognizing the victory for being as empty and meaningless as it was. Roberts licked those wounds for three years, and now, during a return in which he seems to have dedicated the bulk of his efforts to avoiding actual meaningful conflicts, he once again uses a Battleground victory to hide in plain sight. When I defeat Travis Roberts at Horizons, a match that he himself has chosen, he will attempt to cast his loss aside as irrelevant. He will pretend it was some fluke, yet we all know that if Roberts truly believed himself to be the legend he claims to be, he would be fulfilling a historic comeback story by battling for the World Heavyweight Championship itself at the biggest show of the year. Instead, his comeback hurtles toward an ending that will be much as his career was lived.”
A lasting image of Roberts having been crucified by Fear, crown of thorns on his head, with the image fading to black and white before fading back into static.
Imagine opening a box on Christmas morning, the exciting of pulling a new toy out of a box, one that you have been waiting for as long as you can remember, only to discover that it is broken.
There are those that can play nicely in the sandbox, those that cannot, and those that refuse to play at all. Travis Roberts is of that third kind.
His tactics are akin to covering his ears and loudly declaring that he is not listening. He goes out of his way to let me know that what I say and do does not bother him.
He fails to realize that my sandbox is much bigger than he thinks.
* * * * *
“Scared.”
“Director. To what do I owe the displeasure?”
Ooley placed his bat against the wall near the door as he entered the room. He dragged a chair out of it’s place, a few feet from a mounted camera, leaving four bare spots on the floor amidst a thin layer of dust.
“I needed to make sure that you understood the stakes you have taken on.”
“I would have thought you had enough on your plate right now, or do you find yourself with plenty of time now that Pierce and Somers have rendered you and your associate irrelevant?”
“When the Consortium came together and we created UGWC, Moist Rewards and Vector both wanted to focus on the other half of our acquisitions. It was hard to argue against that, given that we had lost out on Arelost and Tuscon, we were stuck with our “stars” from LWF being the likes of Trevor Sharp, the Backstreet Boys, we had Pink Fizz representing the promotion as World Champion for Louis’ sake. Hamstrings was an icon of GIW. So when the Consortium as a group chose to focus on the Other Trevor, Astro Bummers, Pisseragi, I had to go along with it. When they wanted to bring back in Pete Demascus, it had to be okay.”
“Get to your point, Robert. I’m quite busy this week.”
“My point is that you of all people appreciate the significance of legacy. LWF was where Ol’ Bob was the World Champion, and there is nothing left to represent it. Nothing except you. The likes of Hamstrings and Sharp will always be associated with UGWC. All that is left of the legacy that you and I share is you. At Horizons you’re facing a man that embodies the legacy of GIW. I want, I need, for us to prove ourselves the better brand.”
“What you need is to let go of the past. The mistake that you and other make is that you think I am obsessed with the past, stuck there. I honor what has come before, I refuse to let others forget it, to lose what we have done to the sands of time...but I live in the present, in the now. I will face Travis Roberts at Horizons, but I do so for me.”
Ooley stared at Phrixus for several moments, but nodded his head.
“So long as we understand each other.”
The Director began to leave.
“Put it back where you found it.”
Ooley turned back at Phrixus, then glanced at the chair. He stared at Phrixus for a few moments, but dragged the chair back to where it had been. He picked up his bat and walked out of the room.
Phrixus walked to the chair and adjusted the position, covered the four bare spots in their entirety.
* * * * *
December 7
Nothing perturbs me quite so much as a fraud.
That is what I see when I look at Travis Roberts. His vanity rivals that of the one who would call himself by the word. He continues to ride his own coattails from accomplishments of years ago.
The same could once have been said of me. I am fully aware of my iconic ties to the Cross-Hemisphere Championship. Yet while I fully embrace this legacy, I have grown beyond it. It was only a year ago, in 2012, that I was the shadowy face of UGWC, representing it as the World Heavyweight Champion.
Travis Roberts was the 3-Time Global Heavyweight Champion. He has been irrelevant ever since. After a disappointing first year in UGWC, capped off by a humiliating defeat at the hands of a long-time rival, he tucked his tail between his legs and vanished.
Now, he returns and wishes to make a target of me, because he knows his limitation, and he has underestimated me. His victory at Battleground has ensured that his match at Horizons is a spotlighted match, a co-main event. His choice of me as an opponent is an attempt to protect himself by making the match as meaningless as possible for himself.
I see him for the fraud that he is.
Soon, the world will share my vision.
* * * * *
The static on your screen fades into a close-up image of the face of Fear.
“You have been lied to.”
A split-second image flashes of the face of Travis Roberts.
“They tell you that Travis Roberts is a icon, that he is a legend. The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment This Millennia. Yet when you wind the clock back five years, when you look at these supposed accomplishments, you find that they are as empty as he is.”
A split-second image flashes of Roberts holding the GIW Global Heavyweight Championship.
“Roberts was a three-time Global Champion. It sounds impressive, until you discover that the reason he was able to win the title three times is because he lost it not once, but twice, to Alex Kiseragi.”
A flash of images show Fear defeated Kiseragi at Infinity to win the Global Challenge and with it the World Heavyweight Championship.
“Beaten twice by a man who was so certain that I would embarass him in his home country, that he hid under a mask.”
Flashes of Fear defending the championship against “Tiger Mask” at Rising Sun.
“Once Roberts was finally able to keep the championship for an extended time around his waist, he did so because he beat a string of people whose most significant achievements were that they got to have a match with Travis Roberts.”
Flashes of Roberts defending the championship against Gabrielle Montgomery, Randy Boolzian, and Moss Edwards.
“Roberts was able to claim to be in a class all his own, but he faced foes who were later unable to accomplish anything of value even in his absence. Montgomery and Boolzian have careers that come together to be a sum of nothing, and Edwards did not come into his own until he employed a grand deception.”
Flash of the UGWC logo.
“When the time came to forge a path in this bold new era, what did ‘The Most Influential Icon in Sports Entertainment This Millennia’ do? He became the dead weight anchored to the leg of a monster, perhaps because he saw the potential that the beast would show the rest of us one year later. When a flash of past glory saw him win UGWC’s first Battleground Match, ‘The Headliner’ elected to be the first person to not use the opportunity to main event Horizons, choosing instead to settle a personal score.”
Flashing image of Declan Prescott.
“How telling, then, that after having won a match in which his career itself was on the line, Prescott retired anyway after facing Roberts, recognizing the victory for being as empty and meaningless as it was. Roberts licked those wounds for three years, and now, during a return in which he seems to have dedicated the bulk of his efforts to avoiding actual meaningful conflicts, he once again uses a Battleground victory to hide in plain sight. When I defeat Travis Roberts at Horizons, a match that he himself has chosen, he will attempt to cast his loss aside as irrelevant. He will pretend it was some fluke, yet we all know that if Roberts truly believed himself to be the legend he claims to be, he would be fulfilling a historic comeback story by battling for the World Heavyweight Championship itself at the biggest show of the year. Instead, his comeback hurtles toward an ending that will be much as his career was lived.”
A lasting image of Roberts having been crucified by Fear, crown of thorns on his head, with the image fading to black and white before fading back into static.
