Post by Isaiah Luck ♣ on Jun 23, 2018 15:00:16 GMT
L U C K "June 24th, Glory and Gold. The first stage towards crowning the champion of this wonderful company. I have the opportunity to be the first man to call that championship mine out of all of the other performers involved in the gauntlet matches. My work is cut out for me for sure and it's going to be a tough time taking on five other men to be the victor of this match, but if this was supposed to be easy then it would just be handed over to whoever looked worthy enough to hold the championship. I didn't come to KRP to be awarded a damn thing though. I came to prove that I can hang with some of the best the world has to offer, and make history. I came to make shit happen. That ring is my playground and I own it. These others have no idea what is ahead of them."
He turns around to look out over the canvas as the camera pans around.
L U C K "We have Dolton Reed and Mari Saito or as I like to call them, the silent warriors. I'm hoping that the very thought of being involved in a match such as this hasn't put too much pressure on them and have caused them to go into a rut. This is the time to shine and the time you want to stand out. Put your stamp of approval on that surface in the squared circle. You have to want it. I want it and I will make sure that I make quick work to get one step closer to what I want. If it means taking you both on back to back then so be it."
And moving on to the one with mouth that never shuts. Thinking about it made Isaiah roll his eyes.
L U C K "You know Marco Street, man oh man. You are character. I'll give you that. You have a lot of spunk, which is a little more than I can deal with. You walk around with your arrogant surfer boy attitude and puffed out chest thinking you're the man and thinks the word swag is cool. Allow me to be the one to cave your damn chest in and knock your swagtastic attitude down a notch. You may think that you are ready to be the one to hold such a prestigious championship, but in reality you are only a mere child trapped inside of an adult body. Grow up little boy, this place isn't for you with your games. If you go out there and show me that you want then by all means please try and defeat me. If someone who you and your swag do... well we just know it was by pure... luck."
Isaiah winks at the camera with a smirk on his face.
L U C K "Grr. Me Hammerstein, me know fighting. Me big and bad. Is that all you have Mr. American Monster? Let me go ahead and allow you to think that your little tough guy persona is played out. You need to be a little more articulate when it comes to things like that with me. Regardless of what you might think your over confidence is what is going to be your downfall. Every monster has a weakness and yours is your own ignorance. When things won't go your way you'll throw a hissy fit like a little school girl. I've dealt with cats like you all my life. Regardless of what camp you come from and how bad you are, you won't last against me in this match. I'm too smart for you and you are just a man trying to hide from his own insecurities. Putting us all down to make yourself feel better. You aren't superior, so take your own advice and shut up and put your fist up."
There was only one more person that Isaiah had to address. His aggressive tone became a little more calm.
L U C K "Masanori Kawada. You seem to be the man in this gauntlet match with any bit of respect for the true art of professional wrestling, as am I. I am hoping that it does come down to just the two of us to face off to see who will walk away to get that final shot. Your skills were far impressive, but I know there is more to you than that. After all it was just Marco. Joke. Kawada, we can truly tear the house down, but don't get me wrong this is no friendly competition. Just like the others, I will have to put you down as well. You are the one for me to keep my eyes on in this match, because if anyone besides me has a chance at winning it's you. I can't let that happen though."
Facing the camera once more, his final words are spoken.
L U C K "Regardless of order that I step into the ring. All of you are on borrowed time, literally. Let this be a warning to both blocks. Whether you are in the match now or will be a surprise entrant for later. Nothing is too big for me to take on to begin building my legacy and I run through anyone who defies that. That GCS World Heavyweight Championship will have a home around my waist. Don't blame it on the luck. I am the real deal, I am KRP, and I am ALL hustle NO luck!"
Isaiah Luck meant business and with a glare into the camera, it slowly fades out.