Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2016 16:11:43 GMT -6
Tony Savage goes dark: EWC officials unable to contact superstar for weeks now.
Peter Marquette, Yardbarker Sports
Sources inside Extreme Wrestling Corporation are rumored to have growing concerns about the status and potential future of Tony Savage in the company.
For several months, Tony has become increasingly aloof to and mistrusting of EWC management, feelings that were aggravated when it was announced that Harlow Kinsley would be the next contender for the EWC Undisputed Championship, despite it being nearly a year since Tony lost the EWC Championship to Jaden Hunter, aka, Xplode, and still has not been given the opportunity to cash in on a rematch clause. This, along with other issues, has led to a severe deterioration in talks to extend Tony's contract with the wrestling juggernaut, leaving many to wonder if Tony, at this point, is even still interested in working with the company.
"Tony and (President)Danny Mac haven't talked in over a month, and last time they spoke, it wasn't pleasant. Tony stormed out of the meeting, swearing at Mac, calling him "A ****ing backstabbing idiot, more interested in promoting throwback garbage wrestling such as the X division, instead of advancing the product to fit the 21st century." Since then, despite Mac's efforts, Tony hasn't had any direct contact with Mac or any other in the front office, instead, having his attorneys handle his business with management. It's also rumored that contract re-negotiations have fizzled, as Tony has refused to hear any more offers from EWC, and is rumored to be shopping around for a new federation to call home. Tony's contract doesn't expire until November, but with the reputed levels of animosity and gridlock surrounding the proceedings, it's led to serious concerns in regards to Tony's current and future affiliations with the fed.
Also, sources inside Savage's camp have also leaked information to Yardbarker about Savage's personal state.
"Between the fiasco that was Manifest Destiny, his former "Friends" in DEA turning tail and running without so much as a warning, and the fallout from the All-Americana scandal affecting his out of ring endeavors, I'm worried it's starting to take its toll on him. His attitude has really changed, and not for the better...
Son of a bitch was right all along. They're fucking animals; all of them. Can't change them, can't teach them. The more you try to help them, the more they'll try to fuck you. I'm reminded of a qoute by Machiavelli...
It is much safer to be feared than loved because ...love is preserved by the link of obligation which, owing to the baseness of men, is broken at every opportunity for their advantage; but fear preserves you by a dread of punishment which never fails.
I've been too kind to these degenerate cocksuckers for far too long. The never ending deluge of shit talking pussies, freaksthat try to convince us right is wrong, up is down, the riff raff that suck the marrow out of the bones of everything decent in the world.
That ends, starting today, in a place designed specifically to punish people for their inequalities...
Fulton County Jail
Atlanta, Georgia
8/10/2016
OFF CAMERA AND OUT OF RANGE OF ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATION.
Well, well, well...if it isn't the prince with the broken crown? Tough break, kid. Really. 2 years suspended by the Georgia control board. That's gotta hurt the ol' pride and wallet at the same time.
Jerry Belkin. Grade A USDA hunk of human shit. He was the bastard that caused all of this. Him and my pops; being greedy, unscrupulous fuckers. This cocky fucker; sitting in protective custody, waiting for his sweetheart deal from the state for ratting out my brother and our family just to save his fat, drunk ass. Eating his cheeseburger and acting like the world's his oyster now.
I'm here to make sure said oyster gives him fuckin' food poisoning.
Hey, I didn't want this to happen, really, but, you left me no choice. All I wanted was my life back, but OH NO, you couldn't swing that, could you. Had to play the straight and narrow. Well, lesson learned, huh, kid? Oh, couldn't help but notice the cameras are off in here. Look, don't be petty. Kicking my ass isn't gonna do shit, besides get you in a heap of trouble...
That's when Tony slides a manilla folder at Jerry, who picks it up: The fuck is this, huh? resume for applying at OfficeDepot? Or maybe this is the rough draft for a new romance novel, considering your days as a bondsman are....
Once he started reading the contents inside, that smirk evaporates, and his face drains in color in seconds:No...no,no...this can't be...you can't...
Why beat your ass when I can papercut you to death, bitch. That, is the United States Attorney for the State of Georgia taking your bullshit deal you made with the state, and wiping her ass with it. it's been rescinded, your fucking bullshit deal. No immunity, no new life in Witness Security, nothing. Next week, you'll be officially indicted on 32 criminal charges, including armed robbery, corruption, and 1st degree murder. They found out you weren't an honest injin' about your involvement with All-Americana, and now, you're taking the brunt of it.
You're never going to see the outside world again, motherfucker. Never.
Jerry is full on in panic mode:Jesus,no...this can't be happening...
Oh, it is. Plus, -redacted-, because you were involved in a criminal conspiracy, it's now a RICO matter, which means...
Everything you left for your kids, your ex wives...*POOF*...gone! IRS and FBI are seizing their assets starting next week. The houses, the cars, the college funds you set up for your shit-spawn...
All vanish like a fart in the fucking wind!
Jerry's eyes start welling up with tears:No, not my kids, man. They didn't do...
That's when Tony leaps out of his seat, and within microseconds, he's got Jerry yanked up by the collar, roaring in his face:FUCK YOU, COCKSUCKER! FUCK YOU!!You didn't give a damn about your kids when you decided to fuck me over, did ya? HUH!?! Or about the kids of the people you helped ruin!! You know what it's like having to personally explain to 150 people why they don't have jobs anymore?! I'd rather take a thousand ass whoopings in that ring all at once than do that again even once!! You, Karl, Dad...
YOU DIDN'T THINK ABOUT SHIT BESIDES YOURSELVES, AND NOW YOU EXPECT ME TO HAVE SYMPATHY FOR YOU! YOU!?!
Then, a horrible smile comes across his face, and Tony shoves Jerry back into his chair:I've made the mistake of far too long letting cheese eating rats like you off lightly. That policy's out the fuckin' window. Starting with you.
You're going to prison, bitch. For a very, very long time. Like, your grandkids will have graying pubes by the time they even think about letting you out. I'm going to ruin your family, and they're going to know it was you that put them out on the street with their pockets turned out and their reps fucked in the ass. Speaking of ass fuckin'...
He knocks on the steel security door in the interrogation room, and after a moment, three very large, angry, tatted up white dudes are let in. They surround Jerry, and let them know what their plans are for him when they put on the table: some lipstick, a tube of Astro-Glide, and a very pretty spring dress.These gentlemen happen to belong to a very nasty sect of the Aryan Brotherhood.These peckerwood motherfuckers, besides me and the ambulance chasers, are the only ones that know you're a fucking snitch. You know how long a snitch lasts in lockup, huh? Not long. Like a humming bird hooked on meth short life-span. They've agreed to keep that little personality flaw of yours low-key, but...
Well, always a price to pay for a transaction like that.
They're gonna turn you out like pockets until you hit federal, then, oh boy, when they let their cross burning buddies have at it with your sweet, chunky style ass.
You're now a cum-sock for some very, VERY bad people, Jerry-Berry! Hope it was worth it....
Jerry stutters violently as his new, menacing Caucasian buddies start circling him:I...I'm sssssssss...orrry...I just...just...
What; wanted me to give you a new life? I did. All yours. That brand you life you always wanted.
And it will be long, and painfull, and just like every orifice in your body, going to be filled with a lot of cock all day, every day.
Have fun, boys!
Another knock on the door, and Tony can't help but grin, hearing Jerry squeal before the big metal door slams shut, muffling the sounds.Now that I can cross this off my list...
On to bigger, better fish to fry.
I walk out of lockup, picking up my stuff from the desk sergeant. Can't help but to feel good. Like justice is happening. Real justices.
Motherfuckers just keep wanting to play games with me. Cool; been looking for a reason to play by their rules for some time. I don't think they gonna like it, though...
And judging by the number on my phone that just called while I was busy taking out the white trash, somebody else is interested in being my new game night partner. These monkeys are REALLY gonna hate that!!
Well, good morning to ya, sunshine! I must be doing soemthing real good to get YOU to call me directly!
....
Yeah, I heard. That shit sucks. Fortunately, ol' Doc Savage got the prescription for that ailment, big man. Just let me ring a few numbers, waive my black legal magic wand, and I think I can make that problem disappear.
....
That's what friends are for, huh?!
....
On my way to the airport right now.
....
Pfft...you know me; I only book 5 star. Got the perfect place for us to break bread.
....
Alright...next time I see you, it'll be Pacific Standard time. Hope you're hungry...
You and I are gonna eat the rest of these fuckers ALIVE when we're done!!
Peter Marquette, Yardbarker Sports
Sources inside Extreme Wrestling Corporation are rumored to have growing concerns about the status and potential future of Tony Savage in the company.
For several months, Tony has become increasingly aloof to and mistrusting of EWC management, feelings that were aggravated when it was announced that Harlow Kinsley would be the next contender for the EWC Undisputed Championship, despite it being nearly a year since Tony lost the EWC Championship to Jaden Hunter, aka, Xplode, and still has not been given the opportunity to cash in on a rematch clause. This, along with other issues, has led to a severe deterioration in talks to extend Tony's contract with the wrestling juggernaut, leaving many to wonder if Tony, at this point, is even still interested in working with the company.
"Tony and (President)Danny Mac haven't talked in over a month, and last time they spoke, it wasn't pleasant. Tony stormed out of the meeting, swearing at Mac, calling him "A ****ing backstabbing idiot, more interested in promoting throwback garbage wrestling such as the X division, instead of advancing the product to fit the 21st century." Since then, despite Mac's efforts, Tony hasn't had any direct contact with Mac or any other in the front office, instead, having his attorneys handle his business with management. It's also rumored that contract re-negotiations have fizzled, as Tony has refused to hear any more offers from EWC, and is rumored to be shopping around for a new federation to call home. Tony's contract doesn't expire until November, but with the reputed levels of animosity and gridlock surrounding the proceedings, it's led to serious concerns in regards to Tony's current and future affiliations with the fed.
Also, sources inside Savage's camp have also leaked information to Yardbarker about Savage's personal state.
"Between the fiasco that was Manifest Destiny, his former "Friends" in DEA turning tail and running without so much as a warning, and the fallout from the All-Americana scandal affecting his out of ring endeavors, I'm worried it's starting to take its toll on him. His attitude has really changed, and not for the better...
Son of a bitch was right all along. They're fucking animals; all of them. Can't change them, can't teach them. The more you try to help them, the more they'll try to fuck you. I'm reminded of a qoute by Machiavelli...
It is much safer to be feared than loved because ...love is preserved by the link of obligation which, owing to the baseness of men, is broken at every opportunity for their advantage; but fear preserves you by a dread of punishment which never fails.
I've been too kind to these degenerate cocksuckers for far too long. The never ending deluge of shit talking pussies, freaksthat try to convince us right is wrong, up is down, the riff raff that suck the marrow out of the bones of everything decent in the world.
That ends, starting today, in a place designed specifically to punish people for their inequalities...
Fulton County Jail
Atlanta, Georgia
8/10/2016
OFF CAMERA AND OUT OF RANGE OF ANY FORM OF COMMUNICATION.
Well, well, well...if it isn't the prince with the broken crown? Tough break, kid. Really. 2 years suspended by the Georgia control board. That's gotta hurt the ol' pride and wallet at the same time.
Jerry Belkin. Grade A USDA hunk of human shit. He was the bastard that caused all of this. Him and my pops; being greedy, unscrupulous fuckers. This cocky fucker; sitting in protective custody, waiting for his sweetheart deal from the state for ratting out my brother and our family just to save his fat, drunk ass. Eating his cheeseburger and acting like the world's his oyster now.
I'm here to make sure said oyster gives him fuckin' food poisoning.
Hey, I didn't want this to happen, really, but, you left me no choice. All I wanted was my life back, but OH NO, you couldn't swing that, could you. Had to play the straight and narrow. Well, lesson learned, huh, kid? Oh, couldn't help but notice the cameras are off in here. Look, don't be petty. Kicking my ass isn't gonna do shit, besides get you in a heap of trouble...
That's when Tony slides a manilla folder at Jerry, who picks it up: The fuck is this, huh? resume for applying at OfficeDepot? Or maybe this is the rough draft for a new romance novel, considering your days as a bondsman are....
Once he started reading the contents inside, that smirk evaporates, and his face drains in color in seconds:No...no,no...this can't be...you can't...
Why beat your ass when I can papercut you to death, bitch. That, is the United States Attorney for the State of Georgia taking your bullshit deal you made with the state, and wiping her ass with it. it's been rescinded, your fucking bullshit deal. No immunity, no new life in Witness Security, nothing. Next week, you'll be officially indicted on 32 criminal charges, including armed robbery, corruption, and 1st degree murder. They found out you weren't an honest injin' about your involvement with All-Americana, and now, you're taking the brunt of it.
You're never going to see the outside world again, motherfucker. Never.
Jerry is full on in panic mode:Jesus,no...this can't be happening...
Oh, it is. Plus, -redacted-, because you were involved in a criminal conspiracy, it's now a RICO matter, which means...
Everything you left for your kids, your ex wives...*POOF*...gone! IRS and FBI are seizing their assets starting next week. The houses, the cars, the college funds you set up for your shit-spawn...
All vanish like a fart in the fucking wind!
Jerry's eyes start welling up with tears:No, not my kids, man. They didn't do...
That's when Tony leaps out of his seat, and within microseconds, he's got Jerry yanked up by the collar, roaring in his face:FUCK YOU, COCKSUCKER! FUCK YOU!!You didn't give a damn about your kids when you decided to fuck me over, did ya? HUH!?! Or about the kids of the people you helped ruin!! You know what it's like having to personally explain to 150 people why they don't have jobs anymore?! I'd rather take a thousand ass whoopings in that ring all at once than do that again even once!! You, Karl, Dad...
YOU DIDN'T THINK ABOUT SHIT BESIDES YOURSELVES, AND NOW YOU EXPECT ME TO HAVE SYMPATHY FOR YOU! YOU!?!
Then, a horrible smile comes across his face, and Tony shoves Jerry back into his chair:I've made the mistake of far too long letting cheese eating rats like you off lightly. That policy's out the fuckin' window. Starting with you.
You're going to prison, bitch. For a very, very long time. Like, your grandkids will have graying pubes by the time they even think about letting you out. I'm going to ruin your family, and they're going to know it was you that put them out on the street with their pockets turned out and their reps fucked in the ass. Speaking of ass fuckin'...
He knocks on the steel security door in the interrogation room, and after a moment, three very large, angry, tatted up white dudes are let in. They surround Jerry, and let them know what their plans are for him when they put on the table: some lipstick, a tube of Astro-Glide, and a very pretty spring dress.These gentlemen happen to belong to a very nasty sect of the Aryan Brotherhood.These peckerwood motherfuckers, besides me and the ambulance chasers, are the only ones that know you're a fucking snitch. You know how long a snitch lasts in lockup, huh? Not long. Like a humming bird hooked on meth short life-span. They've agreed to keep that little personality flaw of yours low-key, but...
Well, always a price to pay for a transaction like that.
They're gonna turn you out like pockets until you hit federal, then, oh boy, when they let their cross burning buddies have at it with your sweet, chunky style ass.
You're now a cum-sock for some very, VERY bad people, Jerry-Berry! Hope it was worth it....
Jerry stutters violently as his new, menacing Caucasian buddies start circling him:I...I'm sssssssss...orrry...I just...just...
What; wanted me to give you a new life? I did. All yours. That brand you life you always wanted.
And it will be long, and painfull, and just like every orifice in your body, going to be filled with a lot of cock all day, every day.
Have fun, boys!
Another knock on the door, and Tony can't help but grin, hearing Jerry squeal before the big metal door slams shut, muffling the sounds.Now that I can cross this off my list...
On to bigger, better fish to fry.
I walk out of lockup, picking up my stuff from the desk sergeant. Can't help but to feel good. Like justice is happening. Real justices.
Motherfuckers just keep wanting to play games with me. Cool; been looking for a reason to play by their rules for some time. I don't think they gonna like it, though...
And judging by the number on my phone that just called while I was busy taking out the white trash, somebody else is interested in being my new game night partner. These monkeys are REALLY gonna hate that!!
Well, good morning to ya, sunshine! I must be doing soemthing real good to get YOU to call me directly!
....
Yeah, I heard. That shit sucks. Fortunately, ol' Doc Savage got the prescription for that ailment, big man. Just let me ring a few numbers, waive my black legal magic wand, and I think I can make that problem disappear.
....
That's what friends are for, huh?!
....
On my way to the airport right now.
....
Pfft...you know me; I only book 5 star. Got the perfect place for us to break bread.
....
Alright...next time I see you, it'll be Pacific Standard time. Hope you're hungry...
You and I are gonna eat the rest of these fuckers ALIVE when we're done!!