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Michael Jay St. Claire vs. Matt Hodges
Topic Started: Sep 10 2007, 08:16 PM (129 Views)
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Michael Jay St. Claire vs. Matt Hodges

RP Limit: 3 RP per person
Deadline: 11:59 pm EST Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Show Date: Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Good Luck Everyone!
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I'm not going to lie. i'm struggling for time. One more week like this, and i'm done. Between work and school, I had about....fifteen minutes to throw this together. And here it is. pathetic.

Good riddance.

Didn’t need you, anways.

Here I stand. The sole survivor of Team Turner. Cid is gone. Thank God in Heaven James is gone; he was an unwanted anchor, unnecessarily deployed and completely contingent on my skills. Weighing me down. Wasting my time and my opportunities. Now that I don’t have anything to hold me back, the question has become…is there anybody who can measure up to Matt Hodges?

NO

Nobody brings to the table what I do. Nobody brings the raw talent, the unbridled excitement that I do. Nobody. You can argue all day, you can make any “point” you want, but the fact, at the end of the day is still going to be…you’re not as good as I am. You never will be. You’re all a bunch of jealous pigs. Jealous of what I have. Wanting what I have, and what you will never have. Good-looks. Style. Charisma. Face it, you’re never going to be able to stand in the same light as I do. It’s not possible. We all saw it; James Exeter, surprise near-winner of the Taking Hold of the Flame crumbled inside of it. It’s an intense, blinding, hot light. James crumbled. Everyone crumbles. Nothing is stagnant, nothing stands firm. It devours and destroys everything it touches.

Michael Jay. A member of Team Turner nobody even realized or cared was a member. Helpless, little peon. Held up by the crutch of Team Turner, ready to bend and break. He was <I>never</I> good enough for me. This is just a waste of my time. This is hardly fair, the man is a recovering heroine abuser. His mind is weak. He can’t hang with me. This match is just taking a piss. Standing by. Waiting for something exciting to happen. Don’t you get it yet, SCW Bookers? Nobody here can measure up to me. Are you listening? I feel like I’m a professor, ramming his thoughts and lessons down your throat time after time after time. Trying to get you to realize that this is right. That there are no other alternatives, that my word is absolute. Always right. That about sums it up. I’m always right. Everybody elses’ opinion sucks. In fact, they’re not even opinions. They’re short, little quips, waiting to get shot down by the ultimate truth; everything that comes out of my mouth.

Here I am. I’m Matt Hodges. Who are you? I’m the greatest. The rest of you fail in comparison. I’m an idol. A hero. A God, not a false god, among you insects. You all walk around with this undeserved sense of accomplishment. Undeserved; let that word ring. You should all be ashamed of yourselves. Haven’t you realized? Are you all really that stupid? You walk around your little nests, heads held high, for what? So you can look at me and wish you were me? You look at men like Michael Jay St. Claire and think, ‘that guy is exactly like me. I wonder if he likes ugly, plaid sweaters, too.’ You all look at me, and you instantly turn away. Blinded by the beauty, the power, the charisma. An image of perfection scorched into your very retina. By the way, you’re welcome.

I’m not serving notice to anyone anymore. If you don’t want to believe the facts at hand, I’ll have to take drastic measures. The ends do justify the means…right?

Right?
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