Jacob Trance Posted May 29, 2021 Posted May 29, 2021 Thomas Archer can be seen laughing, looking at his tablet, he hands it off to Maximus before sitting down. Archer: Lo' and behold... Sad Michael Morrison has once again failed to show up... Do you know what that is? Do you understand what he is? He is nothing more than a bitch coward from a bitch made era. An era in which substandard competitors and characters made their name solely because they were the only people around at the time. Archer scoffs. Archer: He is the epitome of participation, he is a walking, talking, breathing 'thanks for coming' trophy. Whereas now you can work, and work, and work and find yourself with nothing, you can bleed in that ring every week and find yourself shunted down the pay grade because some walking corpse needs a pay day. Archer shakes his head. Archer: That's not me. You might call me some trust fund bitch, but let there be no denying it... I go in that ring and I work my ass off for every cent that Jaysin Clinton Sensation pays me, it might not be as much as I want, but it's enough. It's enough for me to go out there and bust my hump to be hated by all of these stupid sweat hogs. It's enough for me to stand here and just smile, to just smirk because yet again Sad Michael Morrison didn't get the memo, he didn't realise he's in for a fight against me. Archer smirks. Archer: I'm not some rich little sheltered man-child like you all seem to believe, I am a world class athlete, I am a wrestling genius. I might not win all of the time, but that's the throw of the dice. If you opt to underestimate me... Well... You'll wind up walking funny for the rest of your sad life, ask Wrex. However... I'm bored of Tiriple M, I'm bored of standing up here and trying to justify why I'm going to send him back to retirement, what I want to let you know is... I have a new friend, a new client that you're all going to meet soon, and... He's been dying for his time to come and that clock... It's almost done ticking. 2
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