Post by damienkingston on Jun 7, 2023 15:36:05 GMT -5
“ You need a reason to DRAFT me? ”
The strong New York tone echoed throughout the darkness.
“ You need a reason to DRAFT the only person that’s going to LEGITIMIZE what you’re trying to achieve? You need a reason to DRAFT the ONLY competitor that’s going to make this as REAL as it can get? You need a reason to DRAFT the ONE that has the GUTS and the DETERMINATION to take the Trials on with no hesitation?”
The words of the man seemed to come off as he was bitter. Maybe even a little jaded. And for what? That still remained.
“ Sure, you may have had plenty of people thus far make themselves available. They may have put their name to the dotted line in HOPES of being one of those drafted. However NONE of them are - how the kids would say these days ‘about that life’. Because if they were. This would be taken a little more seriously. This would be the only thing they were concerned about. This would lead to them putting every ounce of energy they had into NEEDING to be drafted just to take on the Trials. But I don’t get that feeling from anyone thus far. ”
As those words were spoken. They got a little louder. Almost as whatever - well rather - whomever was off in that darkness was coming closer and closer.
“ To be fair, that's all of professional wrestling’s so-called talent these days. They’re so concerned with their social media accounts. Concerned with their likes and retweets. So concerned with the ratios. Not to mention being concerned with who has the best gear, the best entrance, or the best high spot of the night. It sickens me to my core that’s what this business has become about. Which is why I don’t believe they have what it takes to succeed within the Triad.
To me the Triad takes away all the glitz and glamor. To me the Triad gets rid of all the pomp and circumstances. Bringing wrestling back to its core with reintroducing the grit, the grime, and the struggle that this business is meant to bring. The Triad is destined to BREAK the normal wrestler of today and to BENEFIT those that desire to FIGHT. Ninety nine point nine percent of you that have said you want to be a part of this. You don’t want to FIGHT -- no you just want the FAME and it’s NEVER going to come. Not as long as I have anything to say about it. ”
Out of the darkness stepped the man that was becoming familiar with the world of professional wrestling once again. A man named Damien Kingston. His eyes narrow and seemingly filled with hate.
“ I want to FIGHT and I want to RID this world of the SCUM that has attached itself to this business. There WILL NOT be someone else like me to come along. So, you have a choice to make. Draft me and allow me to do what NEEDS to be DONE or PASS me up and watch the Triad CRUMBLE from mediocrity. In the end... the choice is YOURS! ”
- FADE -
The strong New York tone echoed throughout the darkness.
“ You need a reason to DRAFT the only person that’s going to LEGITIMIZE what you’re trying to achieve? You need a reason to DRAFT the ONLY competitor that’s going to make this as REAL as it can get? You need a reason to DRAFT the ONE that has the GUTS and the DETERMINATION to take the Trials on with no hesitation?”
The words of the man seemed to come off as he was bitter. Maybe even a little jaded. And for what? That still remained.
“ Sure, you may have had plenty of people thus far make themselves available. They may have put their name to the dotted line in HOPES of being one of those drafted. However NONE of them are - how the kids would say these days ‘about that life’. Because if they were. This would be taken a little more seriously. This would be the only thing they were concerned about. This would lead to them putting every ounce of energy they had into NEEDING to be drafted just to take on the Trials. But I don’t get that feeling from anyone thus far. ”
As those words were spoken. They got a little louder. Almost as whatever - well rather - whomever was off in that darkness was coming closer and closer.
“ To be fair, that's all of professional wrestling’s so-called talent these days. They’re so concerned with their social media accounts. Concerned with their likes and retweets. So concerned with the ratios. Not to mention being concerned with who has the best gear, the best entrance, or the best high spot of the night. It sickens me to my core that’s what this business has become about. Which is why I don’t believe they have what it takes to succeed within the Triad.
To me the Triad takes away all the glitz and glamor. To me the Triad gets rid of all the pomp and circumstances. Bringing wrestling back to its core with reintroducing the grit, the grime, and the struggle that this business is meant to bring. The Triad is destined to BREAK the normal wrestler of today and to BENEFIT those that desire to FIGHT. Ninety nine point nine percent of you that have said you want to be a part of this. You don’t want to FIGHT -- no you just want the FAME and it’s NEVER going to come. Not as long as I have anything to say about it. ”
Out of the darkness stepped the man that was becoming familiar with the world of professional wrestling once again. A man named Damien Kingston. His eyes narrow and seemingly filled with hate.
“ I want to FIGHT and I want to RID this world of the SCUM that has attached itself to this business. There WILL NOT be someone else like me to come along. So, you have a choice to make. Draft me and allow me to do what NEEDS to be DONE or PASS me up and watch the Triad CRUMBLE from mediocrity. In the end... the choice is YOURS! ”
- FADE -