2014.08.06: PWN - LEGACY - 2nd Sucks

" Who is Ryan Hawkins? That seems to be the question of the moment.. "

Silas strolls into the shot slowly; a huge smirk blazon across his ruggedly handsome face. He turns to face the camera head on, while a Legacy Wrestling logo is firmly attached to the wall behind him. The 'Knockout Supreme' adjusted his black leather jacket that is probably worth more than your entire life, before finally opening his mouth to speak..

ROMERO; " Actually, NO ONE cares about that question. The only person that cares about that question would be Matlock, considering this nobody is probably going to come out of nowhere and knock you out of the tournament. But, hey.. That would be quite fitting for you, now wouldn't it? I mean, I was a relative nobody to most everyone in this company when I signed my deal and I came out and took your old ass to school and back. I may have even packed you a bag lunch.. But, I digress. You can still harp on the fact that I 'cheated' to beat you at Independence Day but, when you look at the record book? Yeah, I still got a big, fat 'W'.. While you got that nice, shiny 'L'. Yet, I'm pretty sure I already cleared up this whole matter? I did not do anything underhanded in my push for victory in that match. If some evil shenanigan had went down in my quest.. Wouldn't the crack referee staff of Legacy Wrestling have caught me? That is their job, right? They would have NEVER let me get away with pulling on your trunks to get the win. Plus, I don't NEED to cheat to beat you, Matlock. You just don't measure up to me in well, anything. I am quite simply better than you in every category they can throw us in.. Yet, you're still here, barking up the wrong fuckin' tree, my friend. It's hilarious that you honestly think that you DESERVE to step back in the ring with me. I know in this business.. Anything can happen. I proved that the other day when I got taken out with a fuckin' Superman Punch in another promotion. But you? You CAN'T beat me, Matlock. You threw everything you had at me and I came back begging for more. I threw everything I had at you, minus connecting with the Gee-Kay-Eff-Oh.. And I destroyed you! I didn't need either one of my match ending moves and I beat you. What honestly makes you think that you can pull out the victory this time? Is it because you still believe that I cheated to beat you? Is that it? You, yourself even said I didn't need to cheat to win.. So, why would I? I knocked Miles Lozio after that little son of a bitch claimed he was going to rip my shoulder out of socket. As you can see, however.. "

Silas started swinging both his arms around, looking quite ridiculous as he did so..

ROMERO; " Both arms are still intact.. As well is my winning streak here in Legacy. So, where exactly is my weakness, Matt? I'm still winning, correct? I'm still the biggest star in this fuckin' company, as well Mr. Bauer's favorite wrestler. So, what is my weakness? That I keep winning? That I'm fucking awesome? That I have the hottest wife in the entire history of marriage? Tell me, what is my weakness? I would really like to know. Because I look myself over, inside and out.. I don't see weakness. What I see is a modern day, Greek GOD. I look like I was chiseled out of fuckin' granite and I have the most diverse move set in this company. Every time somebody wants to pigeonhole me as strictly a stand-up, striker.. I flip the script on them and take them to the mat. I showed Miles that at Break on Through. But, you Matlock? You, I decided to just kick the living shit out of you. Why? Because you thought you were hot shit, just because of your past in this business. Me? I'm the present and the future of this fuckin' company, let alone the business. I AM WRESTLING! So, if you really, truly want to step back into the ring with me again in the next round of this tournament, be my guest.. I would love nothing more than to knock you the fuck out and take my rightful spot in the finals of the Classic Championship tournament. I mean, Mr. Bauer's favorite wrestler deserves to have some fuckin' gold around his ridiculously gorgeous waist, right? "

Silas allowed a small chuckle to escape through his smug smirk.

ROMERO; " That is.. If you make it past that Ryan Hawkins guy.. And I make it past ole' Joe Cooper. "

The most ridiculously loud laugh escaped through Silas' mouth.. It's like he just couldn't contain himself. After a moment or two, Silas slowly regained his composure.

ROMERO; " I'm sorry, I'm sorry.. But, I'm not exactly sure why I'm supposed to view ole' Coop as a threat to my winning streak or my chances of advancing in this here tournament. Some would say because of you performance at Break On Through, that it made you look a 'champion'.. I didn't see it. I did see someone with heart, so I'll give you that. But, I didn't see anything special.. Or even anything that resembled a 'above average' performance, Joe. You looked barely average to me, to be honest. Then.. You made the worse mistake you could have EVER made -- You decided to go after Maxwell fuckin' Schneider. You lost the match, fair and square. You could have easily just escaped with your life and career still intact. You just couldn't do that, though. You had to run back in there and play the hero. How did that work out for ya', Coop? Was it fun getting slammed all over that ring by a psychotic nut job? I'm sure it was a blasty-blast. But, hey.. That was your choice, Joe. You could have just let it go. Sadly, you won't have a chance to turn and walk the other way at Mr. Bauer's Tribute Show. Oh, because that night? You HAVE to stay in that ring and face the Hipster Hercules. You HAVE to show me all that heart that you showed against WASTE. I WANT you to bring that alleged 'above average' skill into this match.. Just so there won't be any excuse when I knock you the fuck out. I hate to be that guy.. Well, not really.. But, it sucks that I always have to be the token over confident guy. Then again.. Look at me -- I have every reason in the world to be this confident. But, do you know what makes it so much better? The fact that Mr. Bauer himself has said that I am, and I quote, 'the best in-ring talent Legacy has to offer.' "

Silas stares into the camera with the goofiest grin in the world, that seemingly stretched from ear to glorious ear.

ROMERO; " Can you say that, Coop? Can you? Can you sit there and say that you are the single greatest athlete on this ENTIRE roster? No? Of course not. You can barely say you're average at best, Joe. Quite frankly, I think you just might be a little bitch, honestly. You may put on a brave front, but that doesn't mean you're gonna squeak by me at the Tribute Show. For you to beat me inside the Carson Community Center on August Ninth, you would need the entire Milwaukee Beers.. Sorry, I mean the Brewers. "

Silas smirked for a moment, before continuing..

ROMERO; " Plus, you seem to be too focused on being one with the sheep that flock to the arenas and the community centers to see these events than you do with wanting to be a true athlete in this business. Sure, we all started as fans but, let's face it -- We're ABOVE them at this point. The moment we step into that ring, we are the ones they PAY to see. I don't care about the smarks that sit in the stands. I'm not here to be liked by them but, they damn sure respect what I do in that ring. They can love me or hate me.. But, at the end of the day? I am BETTER than them, just as I am better than you, Joe. There isn't a single thing you can say to me that will change my mind on that. I'm not saying that you couldn't get lucky at the Tribute Show, because there is always that chance. But, the odds of you actually pulling that off are slim to none. Joe, you have a better chance of getting three home runs in a single BASEketball game or actually getting the Pawn Stars to give you the money that your prized possession is worth. Though, do you know what has extremely good odds of happening? Oh, I don't know.. How about you getting struck with the Gee-Kay-Eff-Oh and me advancing into the next round of the Classic Championship tournament. Do you wanna know why, Joe? Because sooner or later.. EVERYONE.. GETS KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT! Prepare for war, motherfucker. "

Fade to black.