I am a sinner, who’s probably gonna sin again.
Jan 11, 2018 20:05:38 GMT
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Post by Travis on Jan 11, 2018 20:05:38 GMT
I am a sinner, who’s probably gonna sin again.
A small church in Paducah, Kentucky
13:00
The camera opens up with of shot of Travis McKenna. He is placed on his knees, leaning over with my arms held together. He has his cross necklace placed in between his hands and a bible placed next to him. He is looking upwards and begins to pray.
“O Lord, Jesus Christ, Redeemer and Saviour, forgive my sins, just as You forgave Peter's denial and those who crucified You. Count not my transgressions, but, rather, my tears of repentance. Remember not my iniquities, but, more especially, my sorrow for the offenses I have committed against You”.
Narrator: Travis McKenna thinks he is a devout Christian. The drug dealer, alleged woman beater was actually the exact opposite. He hid behind the cross and used his religion as an excuse for his crimes.
Travis McKenna then stands up after finishing his prayer. He is dressed in his best clothes. We can see the Yves Saint Laurent logo on his suit jacket. It is clear that the suit that he is wearing is of high quality and cost a lot of money. He is looking sharp.
“Thank you God for guiding me. Thank you for looking after me. Thank you for forgiving my misdemeanours and supporting my sacrifices. You are my everything, my hero, my idol.”
Travis McKenna once again clutches the cross before placing it back on his neck. He begins to walk out of the church. He then sits down on a brown, wooden bench just outside of the small church. He begins to speak once again.
“No matter what happens in my life, I can always count on God to guide me though it. Lord knows I am not a moral compass but god has forgiven me for everything I have done in my life. My start to New Blood Wrestling didn’t go the way I wanted it to. It didn’t go the way in which I dreamed it would. In a perfect world, I would have beaten L Verez and I would have had my hand raised in victory by the referee. If I wrestled the way I know I can, I would have won that match. I will be the first to hold my hands up and admit that I didn’t wrestle to the best of my ability. I was lazy. I didn’t prepare in the way I should of. I didn’t put all my effort into that match. I thought that I didn’t need too. I thought that I could just walk into that match and pick up an easy victory. How wrong was I. I should have done better. L Verez was a worthy competitor and I lost to it. I must be better. God will push me to be better. God will make me the best. God will guide Travis McKenna to victory. God will ensure that I achieve glory in the world of New Blood Wrestling. I am not a joke. I am here for glory. I am here for success. The journey for success will be a long one. It will be a tough journey. I am very confident that I have the ability, the physical and the mental fortitude to endure that journey.”
“This journey and pursuit of greatness starts on Monday Bloody Monday. After a frankly embarrassing loss to L Verez last week, I am having to team with them. How do I feel about this? Indifferent. I believe that I am strong enough and powerful enough to beat every single person in this company. I believe that I have the natural teamwork ability that I can team with any person in New Blood Wrestling and pick up a victory. I know that I am good enough to beat my two opponents. The question just remains, will L Verez be up to the task? They were certainly more than up to the task last week so I can make the assumption that they will be up for the task this week as well. I don’t think I have to bring out any motivational spiel to help them with this match. Before this match happens, I am going to make something clear to L Verez. I don’t like you. I don’t want to be your tag team partner. I don’t want to be in the same ring as you. I think you’re a disgusting human being that violates god’s plan. You shouldn’t be allowed near me. However, I am willing to make an exception. To Travis McKenna, nothing but winning matters. Anything that gets in the way of a victory should be irrelevant. That’s why my hate for you will be forgotten this week. The most important thing is to win this match. I would assume that you are not the biggest fan of Travis McKenna. I would assume that you disagree with my comments towards you and they may even begin to offend you. I would apologise but I am not sorry. I don’t give a fuck if I offended you. I don’t care if I upset you. I really don’t care about your feelings. At the end of the day, all of that is irrelevant. The most important thing is that we can win this match. I’ll stay out of your way if you stay out of mine. I think we can come to some sort of agreement here that benefits us both. That way we both can get what we want, a victory.
Travis McKenna stands up from the bench, brushes himself down and begins to walk down the street. He reaches the road and approaches a Rolls Royce Phantom, he sits on the hood of the car and begins to talk again.
I suppose it’s about time that I dedicate some time to speaking about L Verez and my opponents for this week. Once again, I will be facing up against women. I don’t know what the higher ups in this company think of Travis McKenna. I am going to make this clear as day here. Travis McKenna is not a woman beater. The stories that emerged from my time at Ohio State are simply rumours. I was never abusive to a woman. Those stories emerged from an attention seeking bitch who just wanted a taste of Travis McKenna’s fame. She saw how my life was falling apart due to the drug charges and wanted to ruin my life even further. She was a pathetic bitch. Speaking of pathetic bitches, my two opponents for the week. Brooke Bell and Erin Fausse. First of all, let’s talk about the horrible names these two girls have. Erin, what sort of name is that? I can just tell you’re ugly as fuck from your name. There has never been a hot girl named Erin. Looking at some pictures of you, I can see that I am right. Any damage that I do to your face will be a blessing. At least it will give you an excuse to give guys why you are so fuck ugly. I also notice that you reside in Wyoming. Sorry but who the hell lives in Wyoming? Do you have a death wish of something? Do you want to bore yourself to death? If you do then Wyoming is the perfect place to live. I could really spend all day just insulting your physical appearance and your choice of residence. As much as that would pleasure me, I can’t help but think that it would be a waste of time. I have more important things to focus on. For example, training for our match. Before I go though, I feel like I should take a moment of my time to speak about Brooke Bell. It’s funny that her initials are BB as that is exactly what she is. A BB. For any uneducated people out there, it starts for basic bitch. Brooke Bell is the perfect human epitome of a basic bitch. She gains a bit of money and starts flaunting it on a bit of a Versace. To put it simply, you’re not of high enough glass to wear Versace. Take off those Versace leggings and throw some Walmart brand shit on. That’s the level you’re at. I’ll give you some credit though, you’re not as ugly of a bitch as your tag team partner. For someone who has two kids, you don’t look completely disgusting. It might take a few whiskeys but I’m sure you can attract some guys. I heard you were a bit of an MC too. I gave your shit a listen, it was trash. Let’s just hope you’re a better wrestler than you are rapper.”
Travis McKenna pushes the camera man away from him before getting into his Rolls Royce Phantom. He then zooms away from the camera as it fades to black.
A small church in Paducah, Kentucky
13:00
The camera opens up with of shot of Travis McKenna. He is placed on his knees, leaning over with my arms held together. He has his cross necklace placed in between his hands and a bible placed next to him. He is looking upwards and begins to pray.
“O Lord, Jesus Christ, Redeemer and Saviour, forgive my sins, just as You forgave Peter's denial and those who crucified You. Count not my transgressions, but, rather, my tears of repentance. Remember not my iniquities, but, more especially, my sorrow for the offenses I have committed against You”.
Narrator: Travis McKenna thinks he is a devout Christian. The drug dealer, alleged woman beater was actually the exact opposite. He hid behind the cross and used his religion as an excuse for his crimes.
Travis McKenna then stands up after finishing his prayer. He is dressed in his best clothes. We can see the Yves Saint Laurent logo on his suit jacket. It is clear that the suit that he is wearing is of high quality and cost a lot of money. He is looking sharp.
“Thank you God for guiding me. Thank you for looking after me. Thank you for forgiving my misdemeanours and supporting my sacrifices. You are my everything, my hero, my idol.”
Travis McKenna once again clutches the cross before placing it back on his neck. He begins to walk out of the church. He then sits down on a brown, wooden bench just outside of the small church. He begins to speak once again.
“No matter what happens in my life, I can always count on God to guide me though it. Lord knows I am not a moral compass but god has forgiven me for everything I have done in my life. My start to New Blood Wrestling didn’t go the way I wanted it to. It didn’t go the way in which I dreamed it would. In a perfect world, I would have beaten L Verez and I would have had my hand raised in victory by the referee. If I wrestled the way I know I can, I would have won that match. I will be the first to hold my hands up and admit that I didn’t wrestle to the best of my ability. I was lazy. I didn’t prepare in the way I should of. I didn’t put all my effort into that match. I thought that I didn’t need too. I thought that I could just walk into that match and pick up an easy victory. How wrong was I. I should have done better. L Verez was a worthy competitor and I lost to it. I must be better. God will push me to be better. God will make me the best. God will guide Travis McKenna to victory. God will ensure that I achieve glory in the world of New Blood Wrestling. I am not a joke. I am here for glory. I am here for success. The journey for success will be a long one. It will be a tough journey. I am very confident that I have the ability, the physical and the mental fortitude to endure that journey.”
“This journey and pursuit of greatness starts on Monday Bloody Monday. After a frankly embarrassing loss to L Verez last week, I am having to team with them. How do I feel about this? Indifferent. I believe that I am strong enough and powerful enough to beat every single person in this company. I believe that I have the natural teamwork ability that I can team with any person in New Blood Wrestling and pick up a victory. I know that I am good enough to beat my two opponents. The question just remains, will L Verez be up to the task? They were certainly more than up to the task last week so I can make the assumption that they will be up for the task this week as well. I don’t think I have to bring out any motivational spiel to help them with this match. Before this match happens, I am going to make something clear to L Verez. I don’t like you. I don’t want to be your tag team partner. I don’t want to be in the same ring as you. I think you’re a disgusting human being that violates god’s plan. You shouldn’t be allowed near me. However, I am willing to make an exception. To Travis McKenna, nothing but winning matters. Anything that gets in the way of a victory should be irrelevant. That’s why my hate for you will be forgotten this week. The most important thing is to win this match. I would assume that you are not the biggest fan of Travis McKenna. I would assume that you disagree with my comments towards you and they may even begin to offend you. I would apologise but I am not sorry. I don’t give a fuck if I offended you. I don’t care if I upset you. I really don’t care about your feelings. At the end of the day, all of that is irrelevant. The most important thing is that we can win this match. I’ll stay out of your way if you stay out of mine. I think we can come to some sort of agreement here that benefits us both. That way we both can get what we want, a victory.
Travis McKenna stands up from the bench, brushes himself down and begins to walk down the street. He reaches the road and approaches a Rolls Royce Phantom, he sits on the hood of the car and begins to talk again.
I suppose it’s about time that I dedicate some time to speaking about L Verez and my opponents for this week. Once again, I will be facing up against women. I don’t know what the higher ups in this company think of Travis McKenna. I am going to make this clear as day here. Travis McKenna is not a woman beater. The stories that emerged from my time at Ohio State are simply rumours. I was never abusive to a woman. Those stories emerged from an attention seeking bitch who just wanted a taste of Travis McKenna’s fame. She saw how my life was falling apart due to the drug charges and wanted to ruin my life even further. She was a pathetic bitch. Speaking of pathetic bitches, my two opponents for the week. Brooke Bell and Erin Fausse. First of all, let’s talk about the horrible names these two girls have. Erin, what sort of name is that? I can just tell you’re ugly as fuck from your name. There has never been a hot girl named Erin. Looking at some pictures of you, I can see that I am right. Any damage that I do to your face will be a blessing. At least it will give you an excuse to give guys why you are so fuck ugly. I also notice that you reside in Wyoming. Sorry but who the hell lives in Wyoming? Do you have a death wish of something? Do you want to bore yourself to death? If you do then Wyoming is the perfect place to live. I could really spend all day just insulting your physical appearance and your choice of residence. As much as that would pleasure me, I can’t help but think that it would be a waste of time. I have more important things to focus on. For example, training for our match. Before I go though, I feel like I should take a moment of my time to speak about Brooke Bell. It’s funny that her initials are BB as that is exactly what she is. A BB. For any uneducated people out there, it starts for basic bitch. Brooke Bell is the perfect human epitome of a basic bitch. She gains a bit of money and starts flaunting it on a bit of a Versace. To put it simply, you’re not of high enough glass to wear Versace. Take off those Versace leggings and throw some Walmart brand shit on. That’s the level you’re at. I’ll give you some credit though, you’re not as ugly of a bitch as your tag team partner. For someone who has two kids, you don’t look completely disgusting. It might take a few whiskeys but I’m sure you can attract some guys. I heard you were a bit of an MC too. I gave your shit a listen, it was trash. Let’s just hope you’re a better wrestler than you are rapper.”
Travis McKenna pushes the camera man away from him before getting into his Rolls Royce Phantom. He then zooms away from the camera as it fades to black.