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Join Date: Oct 2013
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Re: PWA Hell On Earth
*Grant Gatling is standing in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand, ready to address all of the booing fans in the stands.*
Gatling: Well, well, well. Looks like Bill Kingsley is finally starting to wise up after I recently defeated two of his golden knights. Last week, he thought he could watch me from a distance as I got torn to shreds by Joey Spears. He presented everyone with what he thought was the equivalent of trapping a tiny mouse into a pit of hungry snakes with me as the mouse getting digested inside the belly of a beast. Not in your life, Kingsley. I flipped your script. Scratch that, I wiped my ass with your script and made my own matinee ending to your barbaric little fantasies. You will never...EVER get off by watching me get laid out without me dishing back some serious consequences and don't you forget it and all of that continues tonight when I defeat your other golden knight...Dustin Dreamer.
*Gatling's mood sours when he hears the fans cheering but he simply allows them to get the love out of their system.*
Gatling: Yeah, the guy I beat nearly within an inch of his life a few weeks ago and the only reason I didn't finish the job there and then is for an opportunity like the one that Kingsley has obviously given to me with a reluctant attitude about it. He's only started taking his spoonful of bitter retribution and he's gonna swallow the rest of it when I pin Dreamer's shoulders to this mat...
*Gatling stomps on the mat for emphasis.*
Gatling: ...and win the PWA Intercontinental Championship, one of the few titles here in PWA that has eluded me. I've never been one to shy away from turning up the violence to sickening, inhumane degrees because that's how I got my start here and I'll have to be creative and find a way to bend and twist every bone in Dreamer's body out of joint without stepping over the line. I'm not going to let the name of this PPV "Hell on Earth" be nothing more than an uncreative promotional tactic, I'm going to make it mean something for all of you! For all you Dreamer fans who want to see him soar to new heights with a rocket on his back, you'll be squirming in your seats in agony as I make that rocket go up in flames with him along for the ride down to the ground. For Bill Kingsley, I'm going to make these past few months of humiliation come knocking at your door as I rub my shiny new title in your face. But most of all, to Dustin Dreamer, I'm gonna make it hell on Earth for you by not only taking that Intercontinental Championship from you but by making sure that you never live to fight another day and not because you don't want to...but because your body won't be able to hold up. Consider this payback for not giving me what I deserved sooner. Now, I'm gonna take with interest!