Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2019 20:13:52 GMT -8
It’s been a bad couple months if not more for Kendrick in California Wrestling. He’s lost multiple matches, multiple big ones at that, and has seemingly gone all the way down hill since his loss against Samantha Tolson. That Pride Championship truly did mean everything to him and the fact it has kept him down this long had tired him. It had truthfully started to get to him and he needed to figure out a way to stop it, this match will definitely be the starting point on the way to that exact thing.
Kendrick is sitting inside an old run down house he had found in downtown LA. He was already inside the house he had found earlier that day, the house that he has now officially christened The House of Truths. In the middle of the room is a light that is shining down on Kendrick who has a grin cracked on his face.
“Welcome….to The House of Truths”
Kendrick lets out a small laugh, looking dead straight into the camera after presenting himself in the middle of the empty, broken wooden room.
“Sativa Neveah. Dark Ganja. The Immortal Icon Champion. You came here into California Wrestling and took the Immortal Icon Division by storm but if you look at it Sativa who exactly have you faced? No one of substance here in CW. You want to come at me like you’re just going to run through me, like I’m some punk Sativa oh you are going to be making a huge mistake. I’m sure you’ve made plenty of those in your life though so looking over me will be nothing new for you.”
Kendrick ran his hand over his head wiping some sweat off of his head that had started to form from the light shining down on him.
“Look at it, Hayley Halsey, Desmond Masters...Desmond Fucking Masters. He couldn’t wrestle himself out of a wet paper bag yet here you are with a win over him on your resume. Then what? RJ Mitchell. Has RJ really even been around here? You won that title off of Hayler who beat Desmond Masters and Legion for it like that was any competition yet here you are Sativa, you’re out there bragging about how you can just go up against me and just beat me with ease. Yeah, I’ll admit I haven’t exactly been on the best of rolls here in CW that doesn’t mean a damn thing to me though Sativa. Alls that does truthfully is motivate me that much more to take you out especially since your wannabe ‘dark girl’ truthfully isn’t shit. You know it, we know it. Dark Ganja is nothing but an emo girl who wanted to rebel against her daddy. Isn’t that why you got into this business in the first place, Sativa? To go against Daddy? How is that working. You may be rebelling against him but you sure haven’t impressed me at all here in California Wrestling.”
“You’re going to try to go stale though, come at me with the same shit you said against Desmond, I get it. I also have seen about you bitching about your shoulder, how you wrestled with a bum shoulder. Okay, fine, I wrestled with a torn ligament in my knee and DEFENDED my Pride Title against Maki. So while you wrestled with that, I wrestled with something that could have caused me to not wrestle again, or at least keep me out for a year but I muscled through that. You want to bitch about a shoulder? Fine, I’ll bitch about my leg. It’s simple when it comes to injuries, tough it out and don’t complain about it. Makes you look like a bitch, started to make you look like one, at least you decided to wrestle, that might count for something, at least in others books. Even bringing the damn thing up makes you someone who starves for attention and quite frankly put a target on it.”
The light flashes off causing the room to become pitch black, when it turns back on it has turned to red. Blood has started flowing down Kendricks shoulders and chest. An almost evil and freaky type of laugh escapes him.
“Sativa Neveah. You’ve talked about the darkside. How people do not know the power of that said darkside. Anyone who has faced Eddy Poe here in California Wrestling has been taken to that place, but let’s play along with you. Dark Ganja let’s say you can take people to your so called darkside. I can’t be taken any further than I have. You see this blood I have running down my body, this is the blood of the countless people that have bled at the hands of me, not just that, the countless gallons of blood that I am willing to spill to get a win. You’ve tried to come at me on Twitter, calling my a hypocrite, you truly believe you saying that has gotten to me? It just fuels me, it drives me to make sure I make you bleed that much more Sativa. That much more Dark Ganja.”
“Truthfully though, Sativa. The more you look at it, the more it almost looks identical to what Eddy and Dona have tried to start here. The Dark Empire? Don’t we already have The Dark? What we have in you is a fucking phony. A phony who needs to learn her fucking place in this company. You can talk about the others all you want, Nox is your biggest win right? I’ve got to admit, he isn’t a bad competitor, he has never been as good as I have though and he knows it. He’s tried, just like you’ll find out you’re not as good as me even though you keep believing you are. You go around talking about you’re going to beat me, I don’t see that happening. California Wrestling was built up by me. I helped build this company from the ground up. Roerich and Callahan know it, Cote is still getting on board with realizing that.”
“It is funny though you wanted to talk to Haley about her toughest match to date in that Immortal Icon Championship match. I get it, you were saying she was no match for you if that were true then why brag about that title at all. You won it from a rookie as you called her. Someone who got lucky so if that’s true then it means that title is meaningless at the moment, Sativa. You can’t have the shit both ways. You need to decide what you actually want to claim that title as. A true title or something you were basically just given. The way you’ve talked I’d say it’s the latter. You were basically just given that title which means you shouldn’t be recognized as the champion. You should be forced to fight for that title in a title match but wait, this company wants to protect your idiotic ass.”
Kendrick let out a little laugh as a smirk crossed his face, still eyeing the camera.
“What I think has happened is this company has blown smoke so far up your ass just like you told Haley they did to her that you actually believe you are a deserving champion. Guess what, Sativa you aren’t come the 5th we find that out. Come the 5th we find out that you are deserving of nothing and that the title you hold, it’s going to be for short term because it will look good around my waist and that’s where it’s going to be before long. I guaran-fucking-tee it.”
A final smile crosses his face as he takes a deep breath.
“Hope you’re ready to lose, Sativa. Welcome to the light..”
Kendrick is sitting inside an old run down house he had found in downtown LA. He was already inside the house he had found earlier that day, the house that he has now officially christened The House of Truths. In the middle of the room is a light that is shining down on Kendrick who has a grin cracked on his face.
“Welcome….to The House of Truths”
Kendrick lets out a small laugh, looking dead straight into the camera after presenting himself in the middle of the empty, broken wooden room.
“Sativa Neveah. Dark Ganja. The Immortal Icon Champion. You came here into California Wrestling and took the Immortal Icon Division by storm but if you look at it Sativa who exactly have you faced? No one of substance here in CW. You want to come at me like you’re just going to run through me, like I’m some punk Sativa oh you are going to be making a huge mistake. I’m sure you’ve made plenty of those in your life though so looking over me will be nothing new for you.”
Kendrick ran his hand over his head wiping some sweat off of his head that had started to form from the light shining down on him.
“Look at it, Hayley Halsey, Desmond Masters...Desmond Fucking Masters. He couldn’t wrestle himself out of a wet paper bag yet here you are with a win over him on your resume. Then what? RJ Mitchell. Has RJ really even been around here? You won that title off of Hayler who beat Desmond Masters and Legion for it like that was any competition yet here you are Sativa, you’re out there bragging about how you can just go up against me and just beat me with ease. Yeah, I’ll admit I haven’t exactly been on the best of rolls here in CW that doesn’t mean a damn thing to me though Sativa. Alls that does truthfully is motivate me that much more to take you out especially since your wannabe ‘dark girl’ truthfully isn’t shit. You know it, we know it. Dark Ganja is nothing but an emo girl who wanted to rebel against her daddy. Isn’t that why you got into this business in the first place, Sativa? To go against Daddy? How is that working. You may be rebelling against him but you sure haven’t impressed me at all here in California Wrestling.”
“You’re going to try to go stale though, come at me with the same shit you said against Desmond, I get it. I also have seen about you bitching about your shoulder, how you wrestled with a bum shoulder. Okay, fine, I wrestled with a torn ligament in my knee and DEFENDED my Pride Title against Maki. So while you wrestled with that, I wrestled with something that could have caused me to not wrestle again, or at least keep me out for a year but I muscled through that. You want to bitch about a shoulder? Fine, I’ll bitch about my leg. It’s simple when it comes to injuries, tough it out and don’t complain about it. Makes you look like a bitch, started to make you look like one, at least you decided to wrestle, that might count for something, at least in others books. Even bringing the damn thing up makes you someone who starves for attention and quite frankly put a target on it.”
The light flashes off causing the room to become pitch black, when it turns back on it has turned to red. Blood has started flowing down Kendricks shoulders and chest. An almost evil and freaky type of laugh escapes him.
“Sativa Neveah. You’ve talked about the darkside. How people do not know the power of that said darkside. Anyone who has faced Eddy Poe here in California Wrestling has been taken to that place, but let’s play along with you. Dark Ganja let’s say you can take people to your so called darkside. I can’t be taken any further than I have. You see this blood I have running down my body, this is the blood of the countless people that have bled at the hands of me, not just that, the countless gallons of blood that I am willing to spill to get a win. You’ve tried to come at me on Twitter, calling my a hypocrite, you truly believe you saying that has gotten to me? It just fuels me, it drives me to make sure I make you bleed that much more Sativa. That much more Dark Ganja.”
“Truthfully though, Sativa. The more you look at it, the more it almost looks identical to what Eddy and Dona have tried to start here. The Dark Empire? Don’t we already have The Dark? What we have in you is a fucking phony. A phony who needs to learn her fucking place in this company. You can talk about the others all you want, Nox is your biggest win right? I’ve got to admit, he isn’t a bad competitor, he has never been as good as I have though and he knows it. He’s tried, just like you’ll find out you’re not as good as me even though you keep believing you are. You go around talking about you’re going to beat me, I don’t see that happening. California Wrestling was built up by me. I helped build this company from the ground up. Roerich and Callahan know it, Cote is still getting on board with realizing that.”
“It is funny though you wanted to talk to Haley about her toughest match to date in that Immortal Icon Championship match. I get it, you were saying she was no match for you if that were true then why brag about that title at all. You won it from a rookie as you called her. Someone who got lucky so if that’s true then it means that title is meaningless at the moment, Sativa. You can’t have the shit both ways. You need to decide what you actually want to claim that title as. A true title or something you were basically just given. The way you’ve talked I’d say it’s the latter. You were basically just given that title which means you shouldn’t be recognized as the champion. You should be forced to fight for that title in a title match but wait, this company wants to protect your idiotic ass.”
Kendrick let out a little laugh as a smirk crossed his face, still eyeing the camera.
“What I think has happened is this company has blown smoke so far up your ass just like you told Haley they did to her that you actually believe you are a deserving champion. Guess what, Sativa you aren’t come the 5th we find that out. Come the 5th we find out that you are deserving of nothing and that the title you hold, it’s going to be for short term because it will look good around my waist and that’s where it’s going to be before long. I guaran-fucking-tee it.”
A final smile crosses his face as he takes a deep breath.
“Hope you’re ready to lose, Sativa. Welcome to the light..”
