Alexander Atwater(c) vs Jason Aries

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Next Generation Championship
Alexander Atwater(c) vs Jason Aries

RP Limit: 2 per person

Deadline: 4-1-14 at Midnight CST


Story: One week removed, and we have a new Next Generation Champion in Alexander Atwater. Atwater's rise in PWX has been quite fascinating and it's been something that has caught a couple people's attention, one being Mr. Executive himself, Brian Hollywood. This week, Atwater looks for his first defense as he goes up against Jason Aries. Aries, who fell just a tad short of walking out with gold himself, looks to try to put that loss behind him as he takes on the surging Atwater. A lot are said to be confused with this match as Rhonin and Ravenna, not Aries, are the next true contender's to the title. Mr. Hollywood is said to be quite aware of this situation and actually has something to say when Adrenaline hits Phoenix. As for the task at hand, Atwater and Aries will indeed be fighting for the rising championship gold. Who will walk out with the championship? One thing is for sure, Mr. Hollywood will indeed be watching.

[Jason Aries]

The scene slowly begins to open inside the Warriors Cove gym in Burnsville, Minnesota as we see Jason who is sparring off in the corner as he slaps on an arm bar is partner taps. The camera watches on intently as we can see the bruising from the ladder match from High Stakes. He seems unaffected by his injuries as he attacks with an intensity and fire unmatched by many. He then hits his partner with an elbow knocking him to the mat a buzzer sounds as Jason just glares down at him. He holds out his hand helping him up as he walks off he looks over and notices the camera. He takes his mouth guard out and takes a gulp of water as the camera inches closer. He crouches down and catches his breath as he un does the velcrow of his gloves slipping them off.

“The end of Bad Company is it then end is it all over that’s the question I have been getting all week via twitter via email via text the whole world wants to know. The answer to the question is hell no Bad Company is going nowhere but for now we are focused on our singles careers. I had a blast teaming with Night Hawk we made it all the way to the finals and mark my words we will be champions. I have to put the loss behind me and now focus on a singles title not because I am over it but because this is what matters. Night Hawk has taught me a lot about this business the best thing being never doubt yourself and always and I mean always make yourself better. I will take those very same teachings and apply it because this week I will become the new Next Generation Champion.”

He slowly begins to stand up as we see his chest fill with air he walks over and grabs a towel off of the wall and sitting his mouth guard down. He takes the towel wiping the sweat from his face he takes another gulp of water and hangs the towel back up. He slowly makes his way back over to the middle of the room as the camera begins examining the bruising on his body. He notices the camera doing so and chuckles to himself as he waits a few moments he then continues on.

“Alexander Atwater you seem to be the new biggest thing around here I mean hell you have gone from a new face to the new Next Generation Champion. I hear you’re quite the striker you love to go in to matches and knock your opponents out. I can respect that but don’t get ahead of yourself you may be good but you’re not the best striker in this game. I have been in the ring with the best and trust me if I can stand toe to toe with him then you I know I can. I mean look at me I have bruises all over my body my face included and here I am getting punched in the face does it look like I worry about being hit? I am different than most your opponents I will offer my chin I dare you to knock me out. “

He takes a moment and looks away from the camera as he seems like he is collecting his thoughts wondering where he should go from here. The camera watches on with intent as we can tell this is a new man not letting losses over consume his thought process. He waits a few more moments before turning his attention back to the camera as he does he holds his fists up. The camera zooms in on them as they can see a few scars of just a few of the ring wars.

“I know what you’re going through I was once there you’re on a high you’re a new champion it’s the greatest feeling in the world then it sets in now you’re the man everyone wants to take out. Alexander welcome to your first true test because trust me if you think I am going to be an easy defense your wrong. I have a new attitude these days that being if you want to beat me then you’re going to have to kill me in the center of that ring you will have to end my life. I know there are a lot of men who make that claim but look in to my eyes does it look like I am blowing smoke up your ass? I am one of the best in the world all the critics will once again be silenced when I walk out with that title. I have been here a lot longer than you have but trust me when I say I am still the Next Generation.”

The intensity just seems to radiate off of him as the seconds pass in to minutes the camera just keeps its focus not wanting to miss a second. He takes a moment and once again looks away from the camera as he seems to be ready to drop everything and go to war. The camera then watches on as we see his chest fill with air as he slowly lets it out as he focuses back on the camera. His eyes look like two black holes as he just glares a hole through the lens he continues on.

“I respect what you can do in the ring and what you have accomplished here but always remember you’re the new guy around here you have a lot to prove. I know you believe I know next to nothing about you but if you learn one thing never take anything for granted in this business. The bell is going to ring and I am not going to stop coming at you until I pin your shoulders to the mat. I hate to be the one that breaks this bad news to you but you’re not getting past your fist defense. I need this win and I will take this win I am going to run right through you. I hope your one for keeping that title warm because it’s coming home to Minnesota. “

He seems to finish up as he puts his gloves back on he wets down his mouth guard and puts it back in his mouth as his partner comes back in to camera frame. The buzzer once again sounds as they both begin jabbing at each other the scene slowly fades to black.

[Jason Aries]

The scene opens up inside a hotel room as we see the camera has been focused on the door as we can hear footsteps getting closer as the sound of a key card is heard. The door slowly opens as Jason walks in wearing a purple dress shirt black dress pants and black shoes. He notices the camera as the door closes behind him as he walks over to a chair and sits down. He is dressed like a champion should be as he was at the local television station hyping Adrenaline. He takes a few moments to collect his thoughts as he then focuses his eyes on the camera and begins to speak.

“I expected more from a new champion I really did but this is just a joke to you and you see that is disrespect to this company and to me. I have been called a paper champion a transitional champion but at the end of the day I went out there and I worked. I may have lost those titles but it was not for lack of effort and trying it was because those men were better on that day. I don’t know if you think that the Next Generation championship means nothing or you believe your better than it. I could care less because at the end of the day I am taking it from you. I believe I have proven myself over these last few months to be in the elite of this company something I thought you were as well.”

He looks away from the camera in disgust as he shakes his head a little we can tell the chance at a title means more to him than words could describe. His chest fills with air as he draws in a deep breath he seems to be deep in thought wondering how he got here. He sits back in the chair and folds his arms across his chest as he focuses his attention back on the camera. He seems to finally compose himself as well as his thoughts as he finally continues to speak.

“I would give anything to be in your shoes I just keep reminding myself that I am a three count or one tap out away from getting my arm raised in victory. I intend to give that title the respect and prestige it deserves as the Next Generation of this company as well as this sport I need to. I will admit there was a time in my career I did not take titles as seriously and I am ashamed to say it cost me. I had the legends of this organization beat respect in to me and made me respect those titles. I need this win I need that title to not validate me as a wrestler but validate what I have been working for. I got so close to the tag team titles and trust me Night Hawk and I will get there but right now this is for me.”

The intensity seems to begin to radiate off of him as he has to take his focus off the camera as he just stares at the floor for a few moments as it watches on. The room has gone silent as he slowly raises his head his eyes meet the camera lens as he just glares in to it. He looks like a man who was once questioning his career now knows what must and has to be done. He takes another deep breath as he does he seems to once again compose himself as he continues on.

“I was at a point in my career where I was ready to walk away where I was questioning myself and why I even got in to this business I was ready to do something else. I then realized how much I loved this business how much I needed it how it is the only real thing I have ever been good at. I look at a man like you who does not take being a champion seriously and it pisses me off. I am going to walk in to that ring and I am going to make you respect not only this organization but this sport. I know your all about strikes well I am calling you out hit me with your best shots. I am going to hit you even harder I am going to drop you on your head I am going to be more violent than ever.”

He takes his focus off of the camera as he unfolds his arms and looks down at his hands as he begins to clinch them in to fists as the camera watches on. He seems to be having a harder time composing himself as the seconds pass in to minutes. He draws in another slow deep breath as he raises his head and stares back in to the camera. He finally seems ready to continue on as he composes himself an intense expression has set almost in stone on his face.

“I want you to look in to my eyes and I want you to listen to what I am about to say when we step in the ring I am going to show the dark side of this business. I know your consider yourself one of the best fighters in the world and you very are but I am one of the best wrestlers in the world. I have worked my ass off to get where I am and winning this title will be the culmination of all of it. I know what it takes to be a champion I also what it means to be a champion. I am telling you this right here and now to beat me you’re going to have to kill me in the middle of the ring. I am walking in the Phenom but I am going to be walking out a champion and that’s all that matters.”

He stands up and looks in to the camera as he checks himself knowing that he is looking good he walks towards the door opening it he walks out as it closes behind him the scene fades to black.

[alexanderatwater]

Huizhou, China
March 21st 2028
Allied Forces Military Base
Advanced Biotics Division


It had been hours of blackness; sleep was much deeper when they shut your chips off and started to tinker around in your head to make adjustments and corrections to some of your equipment. Alex’s eyes opened with a start as he was turned back online. He tried to sit up immediately, but being strapped down prevented that. Alex always woke up in a panic, not quite sure where he was or what was going on around him. It wasn’t until he saw a dweeb in a labcoat that he remembered where he was. He looked up at the techs and groaned. He hated this part, because he hated having to deal with people that sat behind desks. He was a combat operator, a warrior, and he didn’t like being told things by people in the bureaucracy that only sat behind a computer screen.

”Shit, where’s Ying?” Alex croaked out.

“I’m behind you Alex. It’s been three hours! You’ll be happy though, you’ve got new toys.”Ying said.

“We need to get moving! Fuzhou, yesterday.” Alex groaned, trying to get up.

“You need to get the tech briefing.” Ying said forcefully.

“I need to get to Central Command and get those guys the all of the information I have.” Alex snapped at Ying.

“I don’t have time for your macho bullshit Alex. Do the tech briefing and let’s get the fuck out of here!” Ying responded with a hostile tone.

The techs were already peeling back the restrains and setting him loose. It wasn’t going to take long before he was functioning and able to break them anyway, so they just assumed it was better to not go through repairs and replacement. Alex sat up immediately and stared at the tech dweebs. He was already in a foul mood and wanting to get moving; but he seemed to be in perpetually foul mood based on the fact that he was always on some sort of suicide mission for anything other than a super soldier. Alex’s hands were already waving, pantomiming the fact that he wanted them to get to the fucking point. He didn’t want to wait around while they stammered and got technical; he wanted the nuts and bolts of it and then to get the hell out of there.

“Sir, we’ve equipped you with a new plasma cannon, a new interface, and what we like to call the hornet’s nest. They’re bug sized drones that you can control with your interface. They will give you a real time view of the battle field, they can swarm targets and use a taser effect, and for larger enemies, they can swarm and you can detonate the swarm. You lose the use of them, but you’ll be able to get dumps of them on the fly, or at bases if you need them sir.” the tech said.

“That it?” Alex asked.

Good afternoon Alex. You are functioning optimally, and might I add you look quite handsome today. [/color] came a soft, female, British voice that he was entirely unfamiliar with. And it was all inside his head.

“New interface?” Alex groaned at the tech. ”Great, now I’m going to have an annoying british bitch in my ear all the god damn time.”

Excuse me. Well fuck you very much Alex, don’t be such a whiny cunt then. You’ll find I’m quite alright. My name is Vivian, not bitch. Thank you Alex.

“God, she’s polite and rude at the same time.” Alex said with a laugh of disbelief.

There were times where he questioned what life would be like if he had went the direction of quiet advancement. But his treasure trove of adventures were the stuff that legends were made of and that was good enough for him. He did a lot more to save the world this way; and that was what allowed him to do his job with impunity. He got up from the table and started to work his way towards Ying. He reached back and touched his shoulder; feeling a new port sticking up under his skin. He touched the spot where the opening was and felt the shutter on it stay in place. He looked back at it and looked up at the interface in his eyes. They were more opaque and projected, which was going to give him a better battle space.

“British huh? Guess you’re not going to love me anymore.” Ying said teasingly.

“Nah, the british chick in my head isn’t going to change that part, Ying.” Atwater said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

He was ushering her towards the doors. He wanted to get on the road and get underway. He knew they were going to run into more unfriendlies and more problems along the way and he needed to move. He needed to get to Central Command and verify information. They stepped outside onto the base and looked out at the flashes on the horizon. They were followed by the reports of heavy reports from off in the distance. Most people would run from the sound, but the sound made Alex smile. He was going to go get a piece of the action, and he was going to play with his new toys. He looked at Ying and gave her a nudge.

”Ying, go back in there and get as many reloads of that hornets nest crap they gave me. We’re going to get some real world use on it, and I want plenty of it, in case I screw up.” Alex said.

Ying looked at him and nodded. She knew Alex quite well, and knew that he wasn’t playing about the fact that he might screw up. She’d seen it before, and it hadn’t been a pretty thing. The first time he had sent up drones, it had ended in a disaster that had almost taken out a whole bunch of their own people. People got clear of the wreckage, but he had learned some lessons from it. Ying took off and Alex worked his way towards an armored transport. He wanted to be ready to go, and was already bringing it towards the tech base, when Ying emerged with a hand cart loaded with boxes. She smiles at Alex and he knew that it was going to be a fun ride on the way out to Shanwei.


The cameras come on with the Grand Canyon as the backdrop. Alexander Atwater is standing, staring out over the horizon as the sun sets in front of him. The sound of the gravel crunching behind him gets his attention. He turns around and stares at the cameras. The gray Army t-shirt he’s wearing has a bit of a ring where sweat has soaked through.

Alexander Atwater: “Well wasn’t that fun? I can’t say I’m surprised at the outcome. I can’t say I’m surprised that a man beat a woman. How’s that whole “we can do anything just as good as men” working out for you hookers when it comes to fighting? Didn’t think so bitch. How ‘bout the whole lot of you get back to what you’re supposed to be doing. And that’s sucking dick, cooking dinner, and making me a fucking pie. But that was last week, this is this week. And this week, well, let’s just say I’m about to have some fun. Because, not only do I get to get in the ring and beat someone up, the boss man told me he has something special for me. And that makes me a happy man. I like when the boss is happy. He’s paying the bills around my house hold, so what he wants, he gets. And when he’s happy, that means I’m going to make more money. So, this week, he wants the Bad Company bitch to get his ass handed to him.

Atwater takes a couple of steps forward and laughs a little bit, a smug look streaking across his face.

Alexander Atwater: “What was that Jason Aries? I couldn’t hear you over the sound of your industrial vacuum sized sucking. Let’s get some things straight there, huh cocknose? You’ve never been in my position. You’ve never been where I’m at. What exactly is it that you’ve done? What exactly is it that you’ve accomplished Jason? A blindingly short run as the Evolution champion? Ohhh yeah, I’m really scared of you. I’m really scared of a guy that has failed time and time again. I’m really afraid of idle threats from a guy that’s been in PWX since it came back to television in twenty twelve, and still hasn’t progressed past being a guy that gets fed to guys like me. I’m really worried when you say that you’re going to come at me with everything you have. No, Jason, I’m not worried about you in any single way. It’s a really novel idea that you’re going to shock the world and take me down; but that’s about as dumb as a five year old saying he’s gonna go fist fight a grizzly bear and win. You want to know how I know you’re that fucking dumb? Because you’re daring me to knock you the fuck out.

Atwater laughs really hard, really fakely, as if the thought he couldn’t accomplish the task was absurd and hilarious.

Alexander Atwater: “You’re going to stick your chin out and dare me to knock you out? Well… wish granted dickface. That is exactly what I’m going to do. That’s exactly what’s going to happen when we step in the ring. You can do your hundred little flippy dos and jumping around with your stupid bullshit… it’s just going to get you and your fucking face broken. You think this is some kind of game to me? Do you think that I’m just going to sit back and take you insulting me quietly? No, bitch, don’t you dare compare me to you. I’m a warrior, a soldier, a man that knows how to get the god damn job done. You’re a fucking joke. Don’t fucking insult me with the comparison cockbreath, because it doesn’t fucking fly. I hope you spent a lot of time with Nighthawk. I hope you sucked his dick and talked to him real sweet and he told you the secret to how he got so good at this wrestling shit, because you’re going to need every drop of it. Go ahead pussy, stick your dog dumb chin the fuck out for me to take off your head. Please, I’m begging you to do it faggot, because I’ve been dying to knock someone’s head clean off their shoulders. And since you went and pissed me off with your little jibber jabber there, you just bought yourself a ticket to the break your fucking face show.

Atwater steps forward and grabs the camera man and drags him over towards the railing, making him point the camera down to the bottom of the grand canyon. Atwater points and continues ranting.

Alexander Atwater: You see that fucking river all the way down there. You see all those dots that look like ants but are really huge rocks. That’s where you stand on the scale. See all the way up here at the top of the Grand Canyon. That’s me. You and your stupid bullshit, all the way down there. Me and my greatness... way the fuck up here! You down there, me up here. So get that shit through your head really quickly. You aren’t going to beat me, you aren’t going to take my Next Gen championship back to Minnesota with you, you’re just going to get the piss beaten out of you again. I have the height, I have the reach, I have the weight advantage, and I’ve got a clear run way to kick your head clean off your shoulders. I’ve got everything I need to take you out and clear you the hell out and off my list. You’re just an appetizer until I get to my meal. You’re a snack, Jason, and I’m going to take a nap and digest you. Jason, it’s time to stop this yammering, because quite frankly, I fucking hate talking. I’m kicking your fucking ass, making the boss happy, and going home with my fucking paycheck and my god damn title. You don’t like it, tough shit fruit cup. That’s how it is. Now get that camera the fuck out of my face before I throw you over the edge here.

The camera man backpedals really quickly and shuts the camera off. The shot fades to black with Atwater bouncing and shaking as the camera man runs off.

[alexanderatwater]

Taimeizhen, China
18:43 March 21st 2028
G25 Blockade Engagement

They had been on the road for nearly an hour and were well aware that things were not as they usually were. They were in the middle of a global conflict for power and things were spiraling out of control. As usual, most of the people on the ground actually fighting the war, were scared out of their wits. They would all give anything to not be in that mess, but people in pay grades far above their own made the decisions and there wasn’t terribly much that seemed to be able to be done about it. But there were still those that relished their time inside of war; mostly because they were psychopaths and that was the only time that they truly felt alive. Alex often wondered if he was becoming a psychopath, due to the machines in his head or just the toll war extracted from men. But he felt more than just wanting to kill things, so he supposed that a textbook psychopath was something he was not. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t an animal.

Those thoughts were swirling in his head as he shut his eyes to try and sleep on the ride to the next way point as he marched head long into central command. Real time data was still feeding into his computers from all of the allied drones in the area, but he had shut off for the time being. It wasn’t until familiar bells and whistles started going off that Alex cracked his eyes open.

Alex, just a quick heads up love… you’ve got a blockade on the G-25 highway that could potentially force you off onto County 199. There appears to be a contingent there that will more likely than not pose a threat.Vivian said in her calm British accent.

”Vivian, I sure hope you shut the fuck up in battle, and take orders well.” Alex mumbled under his breath to the computer.

It was a common sight, that many people had mistaken for him being insane or just talking to himself. Karen Ying had certainly gotten used to it though. She had asked him once, just exactly why he was talking to no one, and she had gotten the explanation that there was a voice in his head. After several minutes of her thinking that her new commanding officer was batshit; she had finally come to understand that there was a program in all of the computers in his body that talked to him and gave him updates. She had teased him that he had his very own Knight Rider car in his head. The other people riding in the transport thought he was losing it and eye’d him suspiciously.

“What’s going on Alex?” Ying asked.

“Listen up, there’s a blockade ahead. They’re going to veer us off onto County 199, there’s a battalion waiting for us and it looks like they’re going to give us some shit.” Alex said in a booming voice of authority. He’d been in the shit so long, he’d just grown to talk that way when shit needed getting done.

“What’s the battle plan?” Ying asked.

“We’re going to give them what they came for.” Alex said with a smile. “They came to meet the Grim Reaper, and by god we won’t disappoint.”

Alex moved from his seat in the back of the transport and swung his weight towards the door. He popped open the door on the moving armored carrier and climbed out the back hatch. The others watched with a bit of disbelief as Alex climbed from the back of the transport and climbed up on top of it. He was getting ready to test out his new toys, and he wanted to see how they worked before they got into battle. His display was already working as soon as he got out, vectoring targets and getting locks on things as they moved by. The second he thought of something as a target, his brainwaves traveled through the chips and relayed the messages of what he wanted to do.

Alex, you have a new weapon added, I see that you want to use it. A little nervous , huh? Well, you know how it all works. So come on then. Off with it now. came the voice of Vivian, calm and cool in his head.

”Ya think? Can you please just let me do this?” Alex grumbled.

As soon as he thought to let the swarm of drones go, the tiny port in his shoulder opened up and sent a spray of tiny black, insect like drones spraying into the air. As they did, his eyes glossed over, showing a real time feed of everything around him in a million eyes; much like the way a fly would see things. Except the camera of each individual drone was feeding back and relaying all of its information to him and his processors. He was getting a good lock on the blockade ahead and started to steer the swarm of drones towards the men standing with their fifty caliber machine guns facing the highway. Alex snickers as the drones came in and hovered just above heads. The soldiers all looked up and realized that something wasn’t right. Instinctually, they all knew to scatter. Battlefield tech was so common that they knew to get out of there full tilt boogie; but it didn’t stop him subduing several of them in one fell swoop.

Tiny tazer shocks erupted all over as they scattered and ducked for cover. Several of the soldiers were hit and dropped to the ground instantly. Alex was laughing as he watched all of it from cameras from a much safer distance. He reared back and the plasma cannon emerged from his shoulder and started to erupt in a volley of little lobs, launching globs of lightning hot plasma down on the vulnerable soldiers. Instantly they hit and the screams of agony burst through the air as the liquid energy sear their flesh clear through the bone and left them melted to the whatever they had cooled off on. With a thought, the swarm moved down the ramp and headed towards the battalion that was waiting for them. They were sitting ducks as they came down the off ramp and headed towards them. Things were speeding up and he could see all of the battalion in a hellish pace.

“Saddle up soldiers, we’re going in hot! When we hit the bottom of the ramp, turn it sideways and fan out!” Alex shouted loud enough for everyone in the transport to hear

Alex could see the swarm starting to hover over the battalion; and decided it was time to test out their final capabilities. He shut his eyes and listened as hundreds of pops like firecrackers started in a swarm around their troops. Powerful, tiny shaped charges, exploded everywhere around the enem Alex shouted loud enough for everyone in the transport to hear

Alex could see the swarm starting to hover over the battalion; and decided it was time to test out their final capabilities. He shut his eyes and listened as hundreds of pops like firecrackers started in a swarm around their troops. Powerful, tiny shaped charges, exploded everywhere around the enemy soldiers, leveling three quarters of them. The other quarter immediately hit the dirt and start to unload at their vehicle. Alex dropped off the top of the transport and to the road. He could see the transport turning sideways, and his soldiers popping out of the transport at a quick rate. Fire was being returned by them, and several of the enemy were getting chewed up by the return fire. Alex turned around and launched several more plasma globs into the sky like mortars. They hurled back to the earth at terminal velocity, and splattered everywhere upon impact on the ground and troops.

“Finish them!” Alex screamed, and watched as his soldiers began pumping rounds into them

He was proud. They had just annihilated 100 soldiers with four people and himself. He was a wrecking machine and the new toys were something that he was going to enjoy a great deal. They were going to make things a lot more interesting on the battlefield. He watched as the last few enemy troops tried to run from the fight and were dropped down. One lone man sprinted down an alleyway and got away from the torrent of bullets that were flying at him. Alex laughed and smiled. That one troop was the luckiest man on the battlefield, next to him that was. He leaned against the truck and looked at Karen Ying as she walked up, sweating and slinging her rifle down.

”Enjoyed yourself huh? I like that new toy of yours. We leveled that whole battalion with no effort?”

”Oh, I fucking love that thing.” Alex said with a laugh.

Super Promo Bonus Time 6: One Weekend A Month

The cameras come in the back parking lot of the arena in Phoenix. The cameras catch Alexander Atwater walking into the building when the limo drops him off in the parking lot. He sees the cameras, and immediately starts for them. His usual reluctance to talk seems to be totally gone.

Alexander Atwater: “Hey Aries, fuck you shit head. I just got back from my commitments this weekend to Uncle Sam and you’re here running your mouth about how I have no respect for my god damn title or this god damn company. One weekend a month, two weeks a year, I march my ass off to Fort Hood and do my duty for the red white and blue... and you have no respect for that. No douchebag… I HAVE NO RESPECT FOR YOU! I’m out there training to get fucking shot at to defend this fucking country when and where the time comes for my to do so, and you’ve got the nerve to run your fucking mouth about how I’m not doing things on your fucking time schedule. Well fuck you side ways you little nit noy no nothing pencil dicked faggot. I’m a fucking soldier. I have a fucking duty to do. So while you were jerking off and trying to suck your tag team partner’s dick some more so you could get better, I was actually training and doing my duty. But you want to talk about no respect… where the fuck is your respect shit head. No where, dipshit. That’s where. Why? Well, you know why.

Atwater keeps marching towards the building, dragging the cameras with him.

Alexander Atwater: “You talk about bringing honor and prestige to a title that’s in my possession, but wouldn’t you taking it from me lower the value of it. I took it from someone that earned it, and I earned it by taking out the champion. You think I don’t take this shit seriously, Jason? I’m as serious as a fucking heart attack. Ask Rhonin how fucking serious I am. He’ll go on and tell you that I got a Flash Kick like Guile that will take you out this bitch. You can go on and ask Nikki Blade, someone that’s managed to march through a good deal of people on the roster to get where she’s at about what it’s like to have my fists thumping off her skull. It’s not a pleasant thing. You act like I’m not ready, willing, and able to turn you inside out and beat the breaks off of your bitch ass. Well guess what, the pay raise has me a little emboldened. That win over Nikki Blade confirmed everything I knew all along. I’m the best in the fucking world and there isn’t going to be any stopping me from getting what I want. I’m going to take shit over and destroy everything in my path and there isn’t anything that you’re going to do to stop it Jason. There isn’t anything you’re going to do to stop the same thing from happening to you that happens every time.

Atwater holds his fingers close together and up to the camera.

Alexander Atwater: “You’re always this short Jason. You’re always one step behind everyone that you do battle with. You may have stepped up your game some when you started teaming with one of the best workers in the history of the business, but now you’re floating here on your own. And even with his help, you were just short. So now you’re going to fall just short again. I don’t care if seeing me with the title pisses you off. I want it to piss you off. I couldn’t give to fucks and a bitch slap if you or anyone else doesn’t like me. I’m the fucking best. I’m the baddest mother fucker in the business and I am to prove it. I am to start knocking bitches out on a regular basis and proving the point that you’re all not worthy of the level I’m at. Jason, you can struggle your whole life to try and get where I’m at. Even if you have it ass backwards. You know where I’m at, but yet you’re dying to be there because it gives your career validation. Well, far be it from me to protest being the jagged rocks that someone’s hopes and dreams are destroyed on when they dive off a cliff hoping to sprout wings before they get to the bottom. That’s all you’re doing Jason, because yet again, you are going to fall short of your goal. You’re going to find yourself in the god damn deep end of nothing son. I’m going to drive my fucking knee through your face and you’re going to take a walk into the darkness. Your hopes and dreams will be put out again to fend off the rain one more time. And this time, maybe you will hang the boots up. Maybe it will piss you off and you’ll finally get the motivation you need to put you over the top and make more progress. But really, it’s just you being shown your place yet again. And that’s groveling at my feet, where you and the rest of these pig fuckers belong. So no cute catchphrase. No clever quip. Jason, I’m going to beat your ass, and then I’m going to collect my reward. Deal with it pussy, cuz that’s the way it is.

Atwater walks into the building and the camera shuts off, leaving the screen black.