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The Golden Egg; [SD 30 (1 of 2)]
Topic Started: Jun 17 2008, 03:41 PM (78 Views)
Tsalmavet
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I am sitting in my locker room, having a heated argument with my fellow Bad Religion members, on the actions of Moretti and his lack of respect for my wishes. Showdown has just ended a short while ago, and they are ready to jump on an airplane. I am unsure if I am feeling the team work between us, as I seem to be the only successful member, as I am Simply Gold, and they are not even copper coated.

Travis Williams - I have no clue who in the hell any of you fools seem to think you are...But Bad Religion is not a Moretti bastard child. Tony did not wake up, bump his fat fucking head, and instantly think about this group so massive, that we would control sVo. Oh no, it was I, The Golden One, who invited Tony along for the ride. If not for my offer, you would be sitting in some strip club, wasting your money on some nasty whore, telling her about Paige's popularity compared to you.

I think I pissed off Tony, because he suddenly stood up, and stood nose to nose with me. I wish he would give me a reason, because at this moment. I honestly feel as if this company, and everyone within, can blow me and smile.

Anthony Moretti - Travis, I have no clue what has flown up your ass recently, but you need to calm down, and relax some. I am tired of cleaning up your messes...

Travis Williams - Wait, you mean, me making a one on one challenge, is a mess you needed to clean up behind?

Anthony Moretti - But of course Travis. Gunner Lang would have taken you out if I did not setup the troops around the ramp in wait.

I walked away, afraid I would knock the Silver Spoon Son out. I turn my back to them all, as I look towards a Bad Religion shirt hanging on the wall.

Travis Williams - You are right Tony...I am so weak, that I needed all of you to help me win the Las Vegas Championship from Gunner Lang.

I paused for a second, and turned around and laughed.

Travis Williams - Oh shit, I forgot. I did that on my own Tony. It was because of you, I loss the fucking thing, and not in some stupid match to some worthless superstar, but I was stripped by some bitch who has been on a month long PMS hell unleashing ordeal. So save me the whole idea about, "CLEANING UP BEHIND ME" bullshit. Ever since I aligned myself with you three, my stock value is lower than an American Dollar. Do me a favor, yall head to Mexico, I need some alone time to clear my head...

They left, but were not too happy I was not joining them. I do not need men surrounding me twenty-four seven. I have done this for so many years, others sometimes get in my way. Thoughts are rushing my head. My Countdown To Violence match against Gunner Lang. Actually getting a chance at softening him up some before the match. I realized I have gotten soft, and I had not seen my family in quite sometime. Maybe on the connecting flight, I will just stay in Florida and have them meet me there. I am unsure.

Travis Williams - Do not mistake me as someone who is weak. I did not make it nine years in this business being some bitch. Times change, and people do as well. But what they truly are, that never changes. I was a prick when I came here, the guy everyone wanted to beat. However, not many have, nor will. I have only two losses...One man, is gone, and the other, Night was beaten, not I. Lang, I will get to you shortly. Hooligan, you won nothing you ignorant fruitcake hero. I never entered that ring, and by my contract, I get to decide rather I partake in any match. That is why I am getting what I wanted, and you spent last week on some untelevised show, and barely won. What have you accomplished? Exactly, not a damn thing. Stay with your head in the clouds, dreaming of glory that only a Stanley Cup can bring. I'll snap you back to reality, and show you exactly why, I am simply gold, and you are a simple nobody.

Gunner...Mister Lang...You signed a deal that seals your faith. A faith that no man can mustard enough pride to accept. Are you ready to die for what your career? Is this company worth your life? I do not risk my life for these worthless fans, or some ragging bitch of a boss, like yourself. I am willing to risk my life, just to ensure yours ends! Plain and simple Lang. You have no Howard Banks, no JDs, no All-stars, and no dumb ass goofy agent named Chris Bond, to protect you inside those prison walls. I will promise you this Lang. What I will do to you, will be an act of international incident, just a good thing I will be in my homeland AGAIN! You can wait now Lang...

To anyone else who doubts The Golden Boy. Just remember one thing. You spend so much time trying to make yourself worthy compared to someone else. I spend my time being the one you compare yourself too, and fail. If you dislike these facts, unlike simply gold, SIMPLY FUCK YOU!

I decide I need to reschedule my flight for the morning. So I grab my cell phone and start to dial up the airline's number, while heading out my locker room. My Chrysler 300 awaits me in the parking lot, but I need to book this first. It's only Sunday night, and I still have so fucking long to await. Mexico may have to wait, I will just opt to tell no one.

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