Post by T-Robosaurus Rex on Feb 4, 2009 20:20:29 GMT -5
[I sit at my desk staring into the computer screen, going through the reams of numbers in front of my eyes, meticulously planning my next moves on the NASDAQ Stock Market, the next move in taking me to the top. I am Craig Futile, CEO and founder of Futility Enterprises, and I am determined to take my company to the top of the Fortune 500. Success runs in my veins, if I put my mind to something I will not fail, this is my second attempt and this time I will conquer the financial world.
I look around my desk, as usual impeccably organised, the spread sheets and projections for the next financial quarter sit directly in front of me, they make good reading and despite this time of financial insecurity, Futility Enterprises continues to grow. I feel a self-satisfied smile creep across my face, but I cannot forgive myself such and indiscretion, I know the work has only just begun and this is no time for complacency. At the present time it looks like Futility Enterprises just won’t stop growing, but I know all too well that assumption is the mother of all fuckups. I will never rest on my laurels.
Just as I turn back to my computer screen to respond to an e-mail from Paul Allen asking for his my advice on his latest investment, when the intercom on my desk buzzes, I press my finger to answer it, Jean-Francois, my Personal Assitant’s voice comes across the phone]
Jean Francois – “Sir I have just been informed that your One O’ Clock appointment is in the express elevator, they should be with us in about 5 minutes, would you like me to hold him until you are prepared…”
Craig – “There will be no need for that Jean-Francois, this isn’t a business related appointment, and I doubt very much that you’d be able to make them wait, just send him straight through”
[Usually I would leave my appointments waiting for at least five minutes, just so they knew that they were in my kingdom now. But this meeting is different, it’s personal business, and there is no need for those kind of mind games. That’s not to say mind games are useless in these circumstances, I had to use all my substantial genius to convince my friend into believing this meeting was their idea. I closedown the E-mail to Paul Allen, he can wait he needs me after all, and log onto Global Impact Wrestlings Website, it’s always helpful to have a visual aide to memory, even when you’re a dynamic, resourceful and highly intelligent businessman.
The rise to the top wasn’t overly smooth, there was a period in my life where my business was not spreadsheets and balance books, it was barbed wire baseball bats and pain. Of course I excelled then, just as I do now. As I begin to reflect on those times the door to my office swings open, and standing in the frame, larger than life as ever, stood my old friend and colleague, Travis Roberts. He flashes me a huge grin and speads his arms wide.
I rise from my desk and cross my office floor, and greet the “TWiSTeD High Commander” with a quick, strong hug, after all this man may as well be family, as Travis begins to speak I make my way back towards my desk…]
Travis – “So this is the life you chose away from the squared circle Craig-ey boy? You’ve done well for yourself, you always do, not what ‘The Blessed One’ would do, ‘The Headliner’ is more about chillin’ and contemplating, not this pen pushing stuff, but every man is an island…”
[Initial appearances would suggest Travis hasn’t changed since he was at the height of his success, cocky, arrogant and self-righteous. To some “The Blessed One” deludes himself on a daily basis, but I’ve known this man too long to make such half assed assumptions, Travis is far deeper than some would imagine]
Craig – “Indeed we are my friend, indeed we are. It’s great to see you again, even better to see you moving on from Mary-Jo. So what brings you around my neck of the woods? Looking for some investment ideas?”
Travis – “’The Headliner’ only ever invests in one commodity, that has a guaranteed 100% return, and that is himself! But you know that already! Does Travis Roberts need an excuse to come and see a fellow ‘TWiSTeD Guardian’? Now that ‘The Blessed One’ is back on the express elevator to the top, Travis Roberts thought you might wanna go out for lunch, catch up, maybe hanging with ‘The Blessed One’ you’ll be able to bag yourself a hot celebrity, the broads in this place look…anal…in a bad way…”
Craig – “That they are Travis, but it works for business. Running a Fortune 500 company requires a lot of compulsive workers, in all honesty I’m sure some of them are mentally unhinged, but it keeps the rest on their toes. As for lunch, I’m afraid I cannot leave the office today…I’m awaiting an important call…”
[This was a blatant lie, I called eD cASe to arrange this meeting, he’d done his usual stellar job in making Travis believe it was his idea, the truth is I can do what the hell I like, but this plays into the lie that Travis just strolled in of his own accord]
Travis – “Dedication, that was always your strongest point, ‘The Blessed one’ has never met anyone as focused and single minded as yourself Craig!”
Craig – “I’ll take that as a compliment I guess. So how’s it going then, you look in great condition considering the state GWAR left you in 4 years ago…”
Travis – “You know what? “The Blessed One” would take the damage that behemoth brought upon my body gleefully over the pain that came later…you know the whole Mary-Jo affair…’The Headliner’ is seldom wrong, but she certainly was not his soul mate. But that’s all in the past, now the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’ is back, and he’s stealing the show every week. Have you seen any GIW…
Craig – “eD gave me a heads up via e-mail, regarding your return, and I’ve been watching ever since. They’ve got a reputation as a company to look out for, I’ve advised many friends to make investments in it if they can. But I’ve been an avid watcher since your return, I’m not exactly gonna ignore the fact by bro’ is back on TV am I?”
[Again this was creative storytelling, Travis is obviously unaware that it was I who put eD in contact with GiW. I’d met Declan Prescott at a function prior to the No Holds Barred PPV, he told me about how his company was growing quickly and just needed some new faces. I figured this was the best place for Travis to get back on his feet]
Travis – “Then you know that ‘The Blessed one’ has eclipsed the rest of the roster already! ‘The Headliner’ is the name on the lips of everyone watching Sentinel on a weekly basis, sure they’ve tried to relegate Travis Roberts to a curtain jerker, but that just backfires and makes the upper card look amateur in comparison. But they are finally realising that giving away their best attraction so early in the show was a bad business move, and now ‘The Blessed One’ sits one match below the Main Event…obviously the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’s natural position is on top looking down, but someone in that company has finally got the right idea…”
Craig – “And it’s a match against the former Global Heavyweight Champion…it’s probably your biggest match in the company…”
Travis – “It is certainly the highlight of Brandon Browns career, sure he’s been Global Heavyweight Champion, headlined the last few PPV’s, and has had some staggering matches on the way…but up until now he has never had the opportunity to step in the ring with a true icon of the industry. Brown may have other things on his mind, the Cold War between his ‘Charisma Crew’ and Global Domination, his impending Stretcher Match at Guerrilla Warfare, but he’ll be more than aware that this week on Sentinel he will be in the greatest match of his life, he’ll be more than aware of the threats the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’ presents to him, and he knows that when he has the honour of experiencing the White Out, that he will have come second in the greatest match of his career. He will underestimate ‘The Blessed One’ at his own peril...”
[I’ve known Travis Roberts a long time, and whilst listening to him, and looking into his eyes, I could see that the fears that had risen inside me whilst watching his appearances over the last few weeks we true. This was not ‘The Headliner’ that dominated TWiSTeD Fight Club, this was not the man who was debatably the greatest Unified Champion in that companies history. The Travis Roberts of TWiSTeD Fight Club, although cocky and arrogant, was also thoughtful and observant. He would never declare himself the winner of a match before the bell had rang, he was one of the original TWiSTeD Founder members, he knew better than to take anything for granted. He was my TWiSTeD tutor, he helped me see the world in more clarity through following the TWiSTeD proverbs, but it seems he has now lost his way..]
Craig – “Underestimate you? Like you did Sean Jensen…and BoolZ…”
[Not many people can speak frankly to Travis, I was hoping I was still one of the few who could]
Travis – “Travis Roberts did not underestimate Randy Boolzian, ‘The Blessed One’ knew the kid would be a handful, but ‘The Headliner’ also knew he would triumph…so the kid got a lucky three count, but who was left standing in the destruction that ensued after the match? Simple, it was the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’, when you can’t use both your legs, ‘The Blessed One’ would not call that victory…
As for Jensen, that kid is the luckiest SOB on the planet, if ‘The Blessed One’ was in his position he’d go out and play the lottery…it’s much better odds than him getting another victory over Travis Roberts. The fans were shocked, and no doubt GIW are disappointed ‘The TWiSTeD Icon’ will not be in the Hardcore Tournament, it leads to a diminished respectability for those still involved, beating Sean Jensen won’t be nearly as big a deal as the chance to step in the ring with ‘The Headliner’.
If anyone has underestimated anyone, Global Impact Wrestling has underestimated ‘The Blessed One’, Cara Costello fears that I will single handed make a mockery of her Global Domination boys, and is keeping Travis Roberts as far away from them as possible, as for the other members of the roster, they have no…”
[I couldn’t take anymore of this, things were worse than I could ever have imagined, the coma, his separation from the love of his life, the partying…it’s all taken its toll on this once great man. I had hoped that his current losing streak was due to a simple case of ring rust and bad luck…but the cause is far, far worse. Travis had turned into the kind of ego-maniacal, blinkered powertrip, that he had for so long resented and fought against.
It was almost as if Travis had lost touch with his TWiSTeD side, in fact I was positive he had. This was a dire situation, if Travis Roberts stopped flying the flag of TWiSTeD...it would undoubtedly become extinct in its natural habitat, The Sports Entertainment Industry. Even though I no longer dwelled in that industry, my connection to TWiSTeD are for life, TWiSTeD ain’t just the latest fashion. I knew what I had to do…what I was obliged to do, but I had never thought I’d have to do it to Travis, the 'TWiSTeD Icon.
I reached under my desk, and my fingers took grip of the handle, memories rushed back, the smell of blood, the rush of adrenaline, the purity of combat, I slowly started to draw the Kendo Stick from underneath my desk (always there in case of intense negotiations) I channel the emotions and memories from my past, and then in one swift move I rise from my chair, Kendo Stick raised above my head, and then it comes crashing down, directly onto the head of ‘The Blessed One’, the speed results in a small wind that blows some of the papers from my desk to the marble floor below]
Travis – “WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!”
Craig – “Travis Roberts, in accordance with the Bi-Laws set down by the Counsel of the TWiSTeD Guardians in 2003, I hereby inform you that you are now in the process of a TWiSTeD Intervention, as it has become apparent that you have strayed from the path of TWiSTeD…”
[Travis’ eyes widen, a look of confusion crosses his face, and then that is quickly masked by a look of aggression, just as I thought, he’ll try to talk his way out of even this…]
Travis – “This ain’t funny dude! This shirt cost $4,000, you’re getting the dry cleaning bill! ‘The Blessed One’ can only assume you’re playing some kind of elaborate practical joke on him. It’s the only explanation for such a stupid action. Travis Roberts knows that The ‘Master of Futility’ would not seriously question this ‘TWiSTeD Icon’ on the ways of TWiSTeD. ‘The Headliner’ is confident that you wouldn’t be so short sighted as to think that the master has become the pupil, that you somehow have a greater understanding for the ways of TWiSTeD than ‘The Blessed One’”
Craig – “I do not claim superiority, I do not assume a greater knowledge than you I merely recognise that you have lost your way, and you know that I am obliged to do this. You have displayed a worrying set of principles in recent weeks, such as your refusal to learn from your new peers, to treat them with a TWiSTeD Respect, and they have coincided with your defeats, they will grow to cause a greater calamity if they are not addressed now”
travis – ‘Travis Roberts has always followed the code of TWiSTeD, you cannot prove otherwise, there is nothing you can teach me, just as there is nothing those in GIW can teach ‘The Blessed One’”
Craig – “ ‘In seeking wisdom thou art wise; in imagining that thou hast attained it, thou art a fool’[/b], do you recognise that Travis? It is a TWiSTeD Proverb, the rules you claim to live your life by, the way of life you pledged yourself to maintain…and in one short rant, you have disregarded that in favour of your own egotistical delusions”[/color]
Travis – “EGOTISTICAL!?!....DELUSIONS!?! Don’t you dare use the TWiSTeD proverbs against ‘The Blessed One’, ‘The Headliner’ suffers from no delusions, Travis Roberts is the greatest Sports Entertainment Icon of this millennia, and the world will remember that soon enough, and then your forehead will be busted open…”
Craig – “Travis, ‘Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something.’[/b]…another proverb you have broken, just sit there and listen.
I’m not against you Travis, I know you can become the biggest thing in the industry once more, but you’ve gotta remember how it all started…what you were like before the events of the last 4 years. There was a time when you rode high in the industry, that you merely stated the truth when you said you were the greatest, your confidence was justified. That has all changed…as have you…
This week you’re facing Brandon Brown on Sentinel, and you can’t expect to continue as you have been and survive. Brandon brown may not have quite reached the heights you did in your prime, but he’s possibly the most resourceful and resilient wrestler in GIW. The old Travis would have recognised that and respected it, he wouldn’t have been so confident of winning. You are the ‘TWiSTeD High Commander’, it is your responsibility to always act TWiSTeD…and I know you Travis, eD knows you…you can’t fool us like the guys in GIW, we know what it means to be TWiSTeD, and we can see into you…
You’ve known this for a while, since before Toxic Intent I’ll wager, and inside that mind of yours you know that the match against Brandon Brown is your biggest match to date. You have it all to prove, you’re in danger of becoming a washed up, one time wonder…if you don’t reconnect with your TWiSTeD roots. Brandon brown has nothing to prove, a victory over you would be just another match to him…this is the man that put Declan Prescott in Intensive Care, the man that Lord Deathman needed the help of the office to wrestle the Global Heavyweight Championship from, you know if you underestimate him as you underestimated the rest, you’ll lose yet again.
You know that TWiSTeD is your saviour, you know you have disconnected…that’s why you came here, you knew what was coming, you play along with the charade, but deep down you came confident you would be taught your lesson. You know that if you neglect TWiSTeD and lose, you will sink further into the mire. But if you embrace your TWiSTeD values, and let them lead you, you will be honoured…even in defeat. But Travis, if you give yourself to TWiSTeD fully, as you once did, you may well walk from Sentinel victorious, against the former Global Heavyweight Champion, and the man who will face Lord Deathman for that very title at Guerrilla Warfare. But to attain the glories that such a victory would promise, you must embrace your TWiSTeD side…are you ready Travis…for your Lesson in Futility?”[/color]
[Travis merely looks to me and places his right hand on the desk, palm up displaying a diagonal scar. I know what this means, he is attesting that he has lost his way, and that he needs to become a pupil once more, I reach into my pocket and feel the cold metal of my small penknife (For the really intense negotiations) and I swiftly plunge it into Travis hand, and reopen the scar.
As his scarlet blood begins to run across my mahogany desk, staining the documents and dripping to the floor, Travis merely looks to the middle distance, focused and intense. It is at this point the real lessons shall begin, and it is at this point that you are no longer welcome, goodbye]
I look around my desk, as usual impeccably organised, the spread sheets and projections for the next financial quarter sit directly in front of me, they make good reading and despite this time of financial insecurity, Futility Enterprises continues to grow. I feel a self-satisfied smile creep across my face, but I cannot forgive myself such and indiscretion, I know the work has only just begun and this is no time for complacency. At the present time it looks like Futility Enterprises just won’t stop growing, but I know all too well that assumption is the mother of all fuckups. I will never rest on my laurels.
Just as I turn back to my computer screen to respond to an e-mail from Paul Allen asking for his my advice on his latest investment, when the intercom on my desk buzzes, I press my finger to answer it, Jean-Francois, my Personal Assitant’s voice comes across the phone]
Jean Francois – “Sir I have just been informed that your One O’ Clock appointment is in the express elevator, they should be with us in about 5 minutes, would you like me to hold him until you are prepared…”
Craig – “There will be no need for that Jean-Francois, this isn’t a business related appointment, and I doubt very much that you’d be able to make them wait, just send him straight through”
[Usually I would leave my appointments waiting for at least five minutes, just so they knew that they were in my kingdom now. But this meeting is different, it’s personal business, and there is no need for those kind of mind games. That’s not to say mind games are useless in these circumstances, I had to use all my substantial genius to convince my friend into believing this meeting was their idea. I closedown the E-mail to Paul Allen, he can wait he needs me after all, and log onto Global Impact Wrestlings Website, it’s always helpful to have a visual aide to memory, even when you’re a dynamic, resourceful and highly intelligent businessman.
The rise to the top wasn’t overly smooth, there was a period in my life where my business was not spreadsheets and balance books, it was barbed wire baseball bats and pain. Of course I excelled then, just as I do now. As I begin to reflect on those times the door to my office swings open, and standing in the frame, larger than life as ever, stood my old friend and colleague, Travis Roberts. He flashes me a huge grin and speads his arms wide.
I rise from my desk and cross my office floor, and greet the “TWiSTeD High Commander” with a quick, strong hug, after all this man may as well be family, as Travis begins to speak I make my way back towards my desk…]
Travis – “So this is the life you chose away from the squared circle Craig-ey boy? You’ve done well for yourself, you always do, not what ‘The Blessed One’ would do, ‘The Headliner’ is more about chillin’ and contemplating, not this pen pushing stuff, but every man is an island…”
[Initial appearances would suggest Travis hasn’t changed since he was at the height of his success, cocky, arrogant and self-righteous. To some “The Blessed One” deludes himself on a daily basis, but I’ve known this man too long to make such half assed assumptions, Travis is far deeper than some would imagine]
Craig – “Indeed we are my friend, indeed we are. It’s great to see you again, even better to see you moving on from Mary-Jo. So what brings you around my neck of the woods? Looking for some investment ideas?”
Travis – “’The Headliner’ only ever invests in one commodity, that has a guaranteed 100% return, and that is himself! But you know that already! Does Travis Roberts need an excuse to come and see a fellow ‘TWiSTeD Guardian’? Now that ‘The Blessed One’ is back on the express elevator to the top, Travis Roberts thought you might wanna go out for lunch, catch up, maybe hanging with ‘The Blessed One’ you’ll be able to bag yourself a hot celebrity, the broads in this place look…anal…in a bad way…”
Craig – “That they are Travis, but it works for business. Running a Fortune 500 company requires a lot of compulsive workers, in all honesty I’m sure some of them are mentally unhinged, but it keeps the rest on their toes. As for lunch, I’m afraid I cannot leave the office today…I’m awaiting an important call…”
[This was a blatant lie, I called eD cASe to arrange this meeting, he’d done his usual stellar job in making Travis believe it was his idea, the truth is I can do what the hell I like, but this plays into the lie that Travis just strolled in of his own accord]
Travis – “Dedication, that was always your strongest point, ‘The Blessed one’ has never met anyone as focused and single minded as yourself Craig!”
Craig – “I’ll take that as a compliment I guess. So how’s it going then, you look in great condition considering the state GWAR left you in 4 years ago…”
Travis – “You know what? “The Blessed One” would take the damage that behemoth brought upon my body gleefully over the pain that came later…you know the whole Mary-Jo affair…’The Headliner’ is seldom wrong, but she certainly was not his soul mate. But that’s all in the past, now the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’ is back, and he’s stealing the show every week. Have you seen any GIW…
Craig – “eD gave me a heads up via e-mail, regarding your return, and I’ve been watching ever since. They’ve got a reputation as a company to look out for, I’ve advised many friends to make investments in it if they can. But I’ve been an avid watcher since your return, I’m not exactly gonna ignore the fact by bro’ is back on TV am I?”
[Again this was creative storytelling, Travis is obviously unaware that it was I who put eD in contact with GiW. I’d met Declan Prescott at a function prior to the No Holds Barred PPV, he told me about how his company was growing quickly and just needed some new faces. I figured this was the best place for Travis to get back on his feet]
Travis – “Then you know that ‘The Blessed one’ has eclipsed the rest of the roster already! ‘The Headliner’ is the name on the lips of everyone watching Sentinel on a weekly basis, sure they’ve tried to relegate Travis Roberts to a curtain jerker, but that just backfires and makes the upper card look amateur in comparison. But they are finally realising that giving away their best attraction so early in the show was a bad business move, and now ‘The Blessed One’ sits one match below the Main Event…obviously the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’s natural position is on top looking down, but someone in that company has finally got the right idea…”
Craig – “And it’s a match against the former Global Heavyweight Champion…it’s probably your biggest match in the company…”
Travis – “It is certainly the highlight of Brandon Browns career, sure he’s been Global Heavyweight Champion, headlined the last few PPV’s, and has had some staggering matches on the way…but up until now he has never had the opportunity to step in the ring with a true icon of the industry. Brown may have other things on his mind, the Cold War between his ‘Charisma Crew’ and Global Domination, his impending Stretcher Match at Guerrilla Warfare, but he’ll be more than aware that this week on Sentinel he will be in the greatest match of his life, he’ll be more than aware of the threats the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’ presents to him, and he knows that when he has the honour of experiencing the White Out, that he will have come second in the greatest match of his career. He will underestimate ‘The Blessed One’ at his own peril...”
[I’ve known Travis Roberts a long time, and whilst listening to him, and looking into his eyes, I could see that the fears that had risen inside me whilst watching his appearances over the last few weeks we true. This was not ‘The Headliner’ that dominated TWiSTeD Fight Club, this was not the man who was debatably the greatest Unified Champion in that companies history. The Travis Roberts of TWiSTeD Fight Club, although cocky and arrogant, was also thoughtful and observant. He would never declare himself the winner of a match before the bell had rang, he was one of the original TWiSTeD Founder members, he knew better than to take anything for granted. He was my TWiSTeD tutor, he helped me see the world in more clarity through following the TWiSTeD proverbs, but it seems he has now lost his way..]
Craig – “Underestimate you? Like you did Sean Jensen…and BoolZ…”
[Not many people can speak frankly to Travis, I was hoping I was still one of the few who could]
Travis – “Travis Roberts did not underestimate Randy Boolzian, ‘The Blessed One’ knew the kid would be a handful, but ‘The Headliner’ also knew he would triumph…so the kid got a lucky three count, but who was left standing in the destruction that ensued after the match? Simple, it was the ‘TWiSTeD Icon’, when you can’t use both your legs, ‘The Blessed One’ would not call that victory…
As for Jensen, that kid is the luckiest SOB on the planet, if ‘The Blessed One’ was in his position he’d go out and play the lottery…it’s much better odds than him getting another victory over Travis Roberts. The fans were shocked, and no doubt GIW are disappointed ‘The TWiSTeD Icon’ will not be in the Hardcore Tournament, it leads to a diminished respectability for those still involved, beating Sean Jensen won’t be nearly as big a deal as the chance to step in the ring with ‘The Headliner’.
If anyone has underestimated anyone, Global Impact Wrestling has underestimated ‘The Blessed One’, Cara Costello fears that I will single handed make a mockery of her Global Domination boys, and is keeping Travis Roberts as far away from them as possible, as for the other members of the roster, they have no…”
[I couldn’t take anymore of this, things were worse than I could ever have imagined, the coma, his separation from the love of his life, the partying…it’s all taken its toll on this once great man. I had hoped that his current losing streak was due to a simple case of ring rust and bad luck…but the cause is far, far worse. Travis had turned into the kind of ego-maniacal, blinkered powertrip, that he had for so long resented and fought against.
It was almost as if Travis had lost touch with his TWiSTeD side, in fact I was positive he had. This was a dire situation, if Travis Roberts stopped flying the flag of TWiSTeD...it would undoubtedly become extinct in its natural habitat, The Sports Entertainment Industry. Even though I no longer dwelled in that industry, my connection to TWiSTeD are for life, TWiSTeD ain’t just the latest fashion. I knew what I had to do…what I was obliged to do, but I had never thought I’d have to do it to Travis, the 'TWiSTeD Icon.
I reached under my desk, and my fingers took grip of the handle, memories rushed back, the smell of blood, the rush of adrenaline, the purity of combat, I slowly started to draw the Kendo Stick from underneath my desk (always there in case of intense negotiations) I channel the emotions and memories from my past, and then in one swift move I rise from my chair, Kendo Stick raised above my head, and then it comes crashing down, directly onto the head of ‘The Blessed One’, the speed results in a small wind that blows some of the papers from my desk to the marble floor below]
Travis – “WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!”
Craig – “Travis Roberts, in accordance with the Bi-Laws set down by the Counsel of the TWiSTeD Guardians in 2003, I hereby inform you that you are now in the process of a TWiSTeD Intervention, as it has become apparent that you have strayed from the path of TWiSTeD…”
[Travis’ eyes widen, a look of confusion crosses his face, and then that is quickly masked by a look of aggression, just as I thought, he’ll try to talk his way out of even this…]
Travis – “This ain’t funny dude! This shirt cost $4,000, you’re getting the dry cleaning bill! ‘The Blessed One’ can only assume you’re playing some kind of elaborate practical joke on him. It’s the only explanation for such a stupid action. Travis Roberts knows that The ‘Master of Futility’ would not seriously question this ‘TWiSTeD Icon’ on the ways of TWiSTeD. ‘The Headliner’ is confident that you wouldn’t be so short sighted as to think that the master has become the pupil, that you somehow have a greater understanding for the ways of TWiSTeD than ‘The Blessed One’”
Craig – “I do not claim superiority, I do not assume a greater knowledge than you I merely recognise that you have lost your way, and you know that I am obliged to do this. You have displayed a worrying set of principles in recent weeks, such as your refusal to learn from your new peers, to treat them with a TWiSTeD Respect, and they have coincided with your defeats, they will grow to cause a greater calamity if they are not addressed now”
travis – ‘Travis Roberts has always followed the code of TWiSTeD, you cannot prove otherwise, there is nothing you can teach me, just as there is nothing those in GIW can teach ‘The Blessed One’”
Craig – “ ‘In seeking wisdom thou art wise; in imagining that thou hast attained it, thou art a fool’[/b], do you recognise that Travis? It is a TWiSTeD Proverb, the rules you claim to live your life by, the way of life you pledged yourself to maintain…and in one short rant, you have disregarded that in favour of your own egotistical delusions”[/color]
Travis – “EGOTISTICAL!?!....DELUSIONS!?! Don’t you dare use the TWiSTeD proverbs against ‘The Blessed One’, ‘The Headliner’ suffers from no delusions, Travis Roberts is the greatest Sports Entertainment Icon of this millennia, and the world will remember that soon enough, and then your forehead will be busted open…”
Craig – “Travis, ‘Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something.’[/b]…another proverb you have broken, just sit there and listen.
I’m not against you Travis, I know you can become the biggest thing in the industry once more, but you’ve gotta remember how it all started…what you were like before the events of the last 4 years. There was a time when you rode high in the industry, that you merely stated the truth when you said you were the greatest, your confidence was justified. That has all changed…as have you…
This week you’re facing Brandon Brown on Sentinel, and you can’t expect to continue as you have been and survive. Brandon brown may not have quite reached the heights you did in your prime, but he’s possibly the most resourceful and resilient wrestler in GIW. The old Travis would have recognised that and respected it, he wouldn’t have been so confident of winning. You are the ‘TWiSTeD High Commander’, it is your responsibility to always act TWiSTeD…and I know you Travis, eD knows you…you can’t fool us like the guys in GIW, we know what it means to be TWiSTeD, and we can see into you…
You’ve known this for a while, since before Toxic Intent I’ll wager, and inside that mind of yours you know that the match against Brandon Brown is your biggest match to date. You have it all to prove, you’re in danger of becoming a washed up, one time wonder…if you don’t reconnect with your TWiSTeD roots. Brandon brown has nothing to prove, a victory over you would be just another match to him…this is the man that put Declan Prescott in Intensive Care, the man that Lord Deathman needed the help of the office to wrestle the Global Heavyweight Championship from, you know if you underestimate him as you underestimated the rest, you’ll lose yet again.
You know that TWiSTeD is your saviour, you know you have disconnected…that’s why you came here, you knew what was coming, you play along with the charade, but deep down you came confident you would be taught your lesson. You know that if you neglect TWiSTeD and lose, you will sink further into the mire. But if you embrace your TWiSTeD values, and let them lead you, you will be honoured…even in defeat. But Travis, if you give yourself to TWiSTeD fully, as you once did, you may well walk from Sentinel victorious, against the former Global Heavyweight Champion, and the man who will face Lord Deathman for that very title at Guerrilla Warfare. But to attain the glories that such a victory would promise, you must embrace your TWiSTeD side…are you ready Travis…for your Lesson in Futility?”[/color]
[Travis merely looks to me and places his right hand on the desk, palm up displaying a diagonal scar. I know what this means, he is attesting that he has lost his way, and that he needs to become a pupil once more, I reach into my pocket and feel the cold metal of my small penknife (For the really intense negotiations) and I swiftly plunge it into Travis hand, and reopen the scar.
As his scarlet blood begins to run across my mahogany desk, staining the documents and dripping to the floor, Travis merely looks to the middle distance, focused and intense. It is at this point the real lessons shall begin, and it is at this point that you are no longer welcome, goodbye]
