Pugh

Raze is consistently terrible. Every now and then theres a glimmer of hope but then he grabs that hope, chomps it down, shits it out and tells me its chocolate ice cream. He needs a leash and it needs to be short. Hopefully whoever grabs him next can keep him on the straight and narrow because this boy's wandering mind will be the death of any sort of heat he can garner in OCW.

Fucking rocking round here. Nearly 3 pages! #theriseandfallofOCW

In the centre of a training ring in an OCW warehouse stands the Mastodon, the North American Champion of the World - The Precedent. He paces back and forth, his championship belt glistening in the unforgiving intensity of a lone spotlight that illuminates him. A grin cracks his face as he surveys the scene - his kingdom. The warehouse, aside from the ring, is completely barren. No audience, not even another soul as Pugh prepares to address the camera. Pugh: Selfish gains. Selfish gains. All they care about. There’s no big picture thinking, theres no “Where do we go from here?”. Just “What do I get and who do I need to trample to get it?”. The answer after Sunday? You come and you try to trample me. He shadow boxes a little before continuing his diatribe. Pugh: While working with Leonheart makes my skin crawl like nothing else, it serves a purpose. C4 - HiiiPoWeR can become a reality. A higher level of ability, of excellence, of pride in ones work. Heart, Honor and Respect for this business, for this company. Where levels of skill are at an all time high and levels of mediocrity at an all time low… He suddenly begins to run the ropes for a moment before quickly stopping and stroking his beard Pugh: How can I trust Leon I hear you ask? I can’t. But Leon is the lesser of two evils. He made me an offer to create something special here in OCW - to create a pure wrestling project. No more hooded figures, no more pirates, no more midgets - just pure, unadulterated strong style professional wrestling… and all I have to do to get my dream of absolute control in this ring? Sell my soul. He nods, strokes his beard further and gets closer to the camera Pugh: or… what little of it I have left right? See, I do concede that this could be a fruitless endeavour - Leon has no honor - so why would that change now? Why is it different this time? The answer is simple - I am different this time. His voice echoes off the walls of the training centre, bouncing around the one time World Champion. Pugh: Leon has never met my ilk before. Bloodthirsty, aggressive, arrogant. You try to take what you promised Leonheart and make no mistake… Pugh stares into the camera intently, veins bulging from his head Pugh: I will take your life… See Leon this is no longer a game. I don’t trust you, but you trust that there isn’t a wrestler past or present who can outdo me on the grandest stage. You trust that you’ve selected the best candidate and you definitely have, but be warned. If you want peace - you must prepare for war. I am ready to burn this place down around me if it means that I can rebuild it in my own image. So Sensation, Leon, whoever else has ideas above their station this is your one and only warning… He props himself up in the corner as the camera follows him in close. He begins wildly gesticulating towards himself. Pugh: Sensation, there isn’t a man alive who I’m unable to beat. Bring whatever the hell you have - hell bring two of them, three of them if you have too… it doesn’t matter. Wrestlution 9 is your last ever day in charge of this sinking ship - and you’re going down tied to the front of it. C4 over everything. Pugh raises the NA title to the heavens as he arrogantly smiles into the lens. Pugh seems absolutely focused as he puts himself into the corner, climbing the turnbuckle and posing for an invisible Wrestlution audience.

Inspector Raze. Walking around here like fucking Columbo. Maybe he'll be proved right

Doesn't matter who it is. Ego over everything. True greatness cannot be stopped by mere mortals. Sensation could line up an army and they'd all come back in body bags. C4 > OCW

Forget your idols. They're gone.

BAHHH GAWD TRANCE IS OVER! THE PEOPLE ARE CHEERING HIS NAME! Probably.

You need to sacrifice General Raze and turn him into Justin Gallows, your right hand whatever the fuck. Stop labouring in your matches though, try and play more

That was melodrama based on how I feel like the World Title storyline is kind of a LETS DO THIS without more than about 16 minutes thought situation at the moment.

When did I predict a crane? When exactly did I say i disliked Cody? Cody has a problem with me, I don't have a problem with him.

Give it a week.

Sorry i forgot that my opinion doesn't count when it comes to Cody. At the end of the day he needs to be strong enough to stand up for himself and stick to his guns. You tickling his ego every week isn't helping him.

I'm sorry KD, I blame myself for losing to Cody. I should have gone with the plan. I can't take the blame for the thirst or the subsequent meh though.

If you're carrying the storyline alone (No interference from anywhere else) then you only have yourself to blame if it blows up in your face. When other cooks start throwing stuff into the broth you find yourself with things to hide behind. It's easier to talk your way out of a "failure" if there are other people who contributed to it failing. Take the 6 man, you just said it didn't work because of someone's internet. It didn't work because you didn't plan it right. You should know that with the servers, people's availablity etc, Six Man's can take longer than 5 days to get done. Thats why when we book them, we book them in advance in order to avoid the failure. You'll never accept anything I say to be correct because you'd argue with me if i said the sky was blue because you're a victim. You need to understand that ultimately you're supposed to define the World Title, it isn't supposed to define you. You should be driving the show and you should be making sure that you sell the World Title match as best you can. You're supposed to be the best. Prove it. Think ahead, know where you're going weeks in advance. Know what comes after Lution, know what comes all the way up to Summercide. Plan ahead and theres never failure. Use the strengths of the people you're working with and always have a plan B, then a plan C. Adding random wildcards every other week doesn't help anything.

Look at it from a logical stand point for a "fan". Cody powerbombing his mother means nothing to me - i dont care about this bitch, i've never seen her before, i'll likely never see her again. Cody bringing in two randoms means nothing to me - I don't know who they are. Neither of these actions do anything as far as selling Cody vs Tobin for the World Title goes. The storyline should, without compromise, sell the match to me. The kidnap helps enhance Tobin as a man on a mission and Cody as a calculating man (albeit not to my tastes). Cody powerbombing some woman doesn't enhance him as a heel - she's just some woman. It doesn't enhance Tobin as a face in this instance. I think you're tacking things onto your character way too fast, and its hurting the actual build of the actual match. Character development should happen over time (The criticism of you originally was you'd been here years and not developed at all) and I feel like you're trying to make up for lost time. When people become World Champion, they've usually had a year or two of constant feuding, constantly developing, constantly improving, and you just haven't had that, so it feels like you're trying to over compensate. I fully stand by my original point that there are too many bodies in this feud. This is Tobin Frost, a man who has told us for a full year that he will be World Champion getting a shot against a man who is desperate to hold onto it. Its that simple. It doesn't need 8-10 random new NPCs/characters involved. Its one on one for the biggest prize imaginable on the biggest stage. As simple as that. Doesn't need to be this complicated.

Here is the best analogy I have for how I feel right now. A few weeks ago I claimed that Cody was adding more and more people so that if i fell to shit he didn't take all the flack. Strength in numbers, if you will. If you're going to stab somebody you do it in a crowd because you're more likely to get away without blame. The more people that arrive in this storyline, the easier it is to absolve yourself of all blame if/when it goes tits up. I'm more bothered that Cody's mom had Cody when she was 7 years old.

Why you dragging me into this?

I weep for OCW's future. Seriously. RIP OCW. Nearly made 10 years, then this happened.

We took the blackrack so he'll wander the earth changing finishers until we reinstate the blackrack as his sole finisher. Like a ghost with unfinished business. Never to cross into the afterlife

We're men and when men have a disagreement they can find common ground?

My opinion is fucking gospel. Know how I know? Every time I flap my gums tears roll down the face of half the roster. If you're weak minded, weak willed, you'll get nowhere in life. If my faux rage on a website makes you misty eyed then god fucking help you in the real world.

The moral of the story is don't be fucking terrible. I am New Jack. A grizzled veteran who hates every fucking body. When someone does something stupid, they're my Vic Grimes. They're the naive kid who wants to 'get some color'. Treat me right and I will treat you right. Whine at my right to have an opinion and I will throw you so far off the scaffolding that your whole body will shut down. Or stab you in the face. I don't know which one is more brutal.

I tend to shit on shit more than I shit on good. Plus we need to remember that my opinion is not gospel. Most people think you're average, I just happen to think you're terrible. Work on the other people, because you will never convince me that you're worth my time. Character or otherwise.

Below me.

I'd apologise for shitting on people but I'm not sorry. You'll note that not everyone gets shit on, only people who irk me.