Andi Seraph
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:52:09 GMT
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:53:04 GMT
Sucks to be you, Ace.
I mean, it's gotta, right?
You drew the girl.
Northern Pro Wrestling's inaugural event, Northern Light, live from Calgary, Alberta on Friday, September 10th, and you've gotta face the only girl on the roster, one-on-one. A young, Canadian girl in her first fight as a pro, fresh off an over 5-year run in the indies. And to top it off, you're her first male opponent. Ever. And by my reckoning, that means that you probably either feel real mad at Northern Pro for putting you in this match... the second match of the night, the literal dead zone... or you figure you won the lottery and are gonna coast to an easy 1-0 in NPW.
Hell, maybe you're thinkin' both.
Here's the thing, bub... You can be as angry as you wanna be, but that 'easy win'? I think you're gonna find that it won't come so easy. I mean, I gotta be honest... I knew that eventually, I'd be in the ring against a guy. Doesn't phase me in the slightest either. I mean, I'm a striker. When I bury my elbow in your teeth, when I drive my knee into your sternum, when I crush your face under my knuckles, it won't matter one bit what bits you've got between your legs. True facts. That said, if someone had told me that when I faced off against a guy for the first time, I'd be the one rocking the height and reach advantage?
Shit. Now you can paint me surprised.
I get it Ace. Like the song says, you're a tough guy, a 'like it really rough guy, just can't get enough guy, chest always so puffed guy'. Fuck, I'm coming home to Canada in my very first match as a full-on PROFESSIONAL wrestler, and I find myself paired off against my own personal Wolverine... like, stubby little comic-book wolverine, not 6'+ Hugh Jackman Wolverine. Total package, roughhouse brawler style and all. Fuck yeah, I'm into it.
I'm into it because you're everything that I'm not, Ace. You're brute force and I'm finesse. You're a sledgehammer and I'm a scalpel. And in a world where styles make fights, Andi Seraph Vs. Ace is something the the fans in Calgary are gonna be able to really, really sink their Stampede-lovin' teeth into. We're gonna put on a show, and we may even steal the night, if you're up to it. I assure you, as the only woman on the roster, I've got everything to gain and nothing to lose. I know that every single thread of respect I get from the boys in the back, Imma have to earn. And I will.
It all starts with you. It isn't gonna go your way, Ace, but hey... no hard feelings, bub.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:53:31 GMT
"...When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire..."
Billy F'n Infamous. The Dragon Guy.
Well, Northern Pro fans, this is it. Your two favorite gingers are about to collide in a match that one would figure has to play a role in determining the shakedown for the soon to be revealed World Championship, provided I can chalk up the second win of both my 'pro' and Northern Pro careers. The hunt is on and with only a handful of names who managed to secure a check in the win column in Calgary: Daniel Cole, The Ghost, Jason Evans, Sam Danged and myself, Andi Seraph... We five now find ourselves moving on to Toronto, Ontario and the second edition of NPW's Northern Light with an opportunity to really separate ourselves from the rest of the pack.
And for me, that means going straight through you, Infamous.
And it's an interesting fight. We both have some MMA influence in our in-ring stylings, so the fans in Toronto are in for, no doubt, some hard-hitting action. But speed kills. Ace learned it in Calgary, as what some will see as a mistake on his part was actually just me using my best weapon to capitalize on a situation. Why knock an opponent out when you can let them do it themselves.
Yes, Infamous, I have no doubt that our encounter is going to be absolute fire... I mean, what exactly happens when a fire-breathing Dragon comes face-to-face with This Burning Heart? I'm sure you have your own ideas about that, but here's a simple truth... nothing has changed from what I told Ace last week on the road to Calgary: I have everything to gain and absolutely nothing to lose. That makes me dangerous in a way you'll never see coming. I still know, especially after how my match against Ace ended, that I will have to scratch and claw for every once of respect I get from the boys in the back, and that, no doubt, includes you.
But I am going to Toronto with my focus of getting that respect, on putting you down, and on being one of those 5 names I mentioned before who continues to separate themselves from the rest of the pack. So come ready and come hard, Infamous, because this time I won't need to capitalize on my opponent's misstep. This time, I'm coming all-out to slay the dragon.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:54:30 GMT
I get from the boys in the back here in Northern Pro Wrestling, including you. I'm sure that's why you opened your recent comments by begrudgingly 'guessing' that I have your respect. But here's the thing, Dragon... I don't expect your respect now. I expect it after I put you down.
Like I said earlier in the week, 5 names emerged from the first episode of Northern Light as the clear forerunners in the race to be the very first NPW World Champion, and Infamous isn't on the list. It's Seraph, Danger, Evans, Cole & Ghost. That's it. Vegas money says that the first NPW World Champion is probably in that handful of names, and my mission is to make sure it's mine... and it's just been announced that who on the NPW roster is going to get to compete for that belt on September 24th will be decided this week in Toronto. So consider the stakes for our match very much raised.
Fuck, the only thing I need now, the real potential icing on the cake, would be for NPW to announce that the third episode of Norther Light will be emanating from my hometown of VanCity. That would be the sweetest of the sweet.
But either way, what's gonna happen in Toronto? Luck's got nothing to do with it. Oh, you can cling to the concept of luck if you want to, Billy. 'Cause I'm sure, after I do put you down, after you come to, waking up flat on your back, staring up at the bright, bright lights of the Scotiabank Arena... that's when you're gonna talk about luck. How lucky I was to beat you, how you just had an unlucky night.
Whateves.
I really don't care, Infamous. After I beat you, after I move one step closer to being the very first NPW World Champion, at that point and in that moment, you can tell yourself whatever you need to tell yourself to help you get to sleep at night. However you have to justify losing to me to soothe the sting of it, fine by me. I don't care at all what you do in my rearview.
My eyes are on the prize.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:54:51 GMT
Jesus, Infamous, you should have quit while you were... well, I mean, you were never ahead, but you should have just kept your mouth shut regardless. I mean, could you be any more disinterested? I've heard people get more animated and excited calling in a dental appointment, for fuck's sake.
Listen, I'm going to explain something to you. There's a lot of people in this business, apparently including you, who think that simply saying a thing somehow makes it true. And while I'm all for the power of visualization, the fact is, it's bullshit in the fight game. Coming out in front of a camera and talking a bunch of shit to our upcoming opponents? It have no bearing on what actually happens in the ring, not really. Sure, there's something to be said for getting under your opponent's skin, and maybe for winning the crowd over to your side, but once you and I are actually in the ring, it's gonna come down to our actual skill as fighters.
So why bother?
Because it's our job, Infamous. It's our job to sell those tickets, to put asses in those seats. It's our job to get Joe Average to part with his hard-earned dollars, to get him to buy that ticket, schlep himself down to the arena, and then buy lots of merch, beer and sour patch kids. And it's our job to put on a fight that is gonna entertain the shit outta him so that the next time this little carnival pulls into town, he does it all over again.
And in that capacity, you are a fuckin' failure, Billy.
I mean, have a fuckin' cup of coffee or something, god damn it. Say something interesting, and say it with a little animation in your voice. Sell it, for fuck's sake. Make the fans believe that you're gonna put on a show, even if you already know that there's no way you're gonna be able to overcome the explosive striking force that I'm bringing to the table. Because right now, you sound like a man defeated... which, let's face it, you are... but it isn't doing much to help sell tickets.
Friday night. Toronto. I'm going to put you down right in the center of that NPW ring, for everyone to see... and I'm gonna take one more step towards being the very first ever NPW World Champion. Fell it, know it, take it to the fuckin' bank.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:55:14 GMT
Philadelphia.
Northern Pro Wrestling, a Canadian wrestling promotion, has decided to hold its first event outside of Canada on the very same night that it crowns it's first-ever World Champion.
OK.
I mean, I get it. The event, Extreme North, is being held in a bingo hall in South Philly in what I assume has to be some sort of tribute to THAT company that used to hold events in the same building over twenty years ago. But do you want to know what the real irony about that is? THat wrestling company, it didn't become legendary because of this building... it made the building legendary. And no, that company didn't become legendary because of the level of violence it drew out of it's athletes... there have been much more violent promotions, all over the world, since THAT company disappeared, and none of them achieved the same legendary status.
No, the thing that made that company legendary was the guy with the pencil, the guy who held the book. The Mad Scientist Of Professional Wrestling. A guy who understood ring psychology, a guy who knew that styles made fights, a guy who knew how to create scenarios that brought the best out of his athletes. This was a guy who booked great matches, great angles, great storylines... and who never, ever insulted the intelligence of the pro-wrestling fans who filled THAT building week after week.
And the irony? The irony is that Northern Pro has decided to pay tribute to THAT company by going with a random-draw gauntlet match that not only ignores everything that has happened over the last two weeks, but is a flat-out insult to the NPWQ fans and the loyalties that they have started to develop. Let's face it, this match should have been a 4-Way Dance between me, Cole, Evans & Danger to decide the first-ever NPW World Champion... and it should have been in Ottawa, or Montreal, or VanCity.
Instead, it's a roll-of-the-dice rando match in South Philly.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:55:31 GMT
So, just in case the original card announcement wasn't specific enough for some of you fans, when Northern Pro pulls into South Philly this Friday to crown its first-ever World Champion, here's how it's going to go down: It's a winner-takes-the-prize Gauntlet Match, with a twist. So, a Gauntlet Match... two competitors start in the ring, and every time a competitor is eliminated by any of the usual means, a new, fresh competitor emerges from the back and enters the match. The twist in this Gauntlet Match is that the four competitors who have earned a 2-0 record so far in Northern Pro don't have their names dropped into the draw barrel until after the names of all 8 of the other competitors have been drawn.
That means that even in a worst-case scenario, one which sees my name drawn first of the Final Four, I'd only have to face one of those first 8 competitors. That said, the logical thing for me to focus on going into this match isn't trying to guess which of those original 8 I might have to face, and instead focus on the three competitors whom I know that, at least in some combination, I absolutely will be facing.
'The Unpredictable' Jason Evans, 'The Silent Servant' Daniel Cole, and Sam Danger.
Let's start with Jason Evans, shall we? I mean, look... I'm pretty agreeable and all, and I'm much more concerned with what my opponents can do in the ring than the words that come tumbling out of their eat-holes in general, but when I'm forced to watch a guy come out and literally predict the outcome of a match only to then immediately follow it up with his catchphrase: "...and that's unpredictable!..."
Oh, this one's not the sharpest knife in the drawer, is he?
Then there is Daniel Cole, a demonically influenced edgelord who's almost as proficient and equally as fond of burying his knee in an opponent's face as I am. Listen, I get it... you're dark and spooky with a dark and spooky master lurking in the shadows. It's cool, it sells tickets, it sells merch. But in my experience, you edgelord types, and there's a flood of y'all down on the indies of both sexes, trust me... well, you all still crumble when you get hit real hard in the face with knees, elbows and knuckles.
Finally, Sam Danger, aka Sam Storm. It's a coin toss who shows up. Again, pretty much everything I said about Cole applies to you as far as style over substance and image is concerned, but I think of the three opponents I'm most likely to face in this thing, you might be the biggest challenge. DOn't let that go to your head though... I like challenges, and I stated my intent to take home the NPW World Championship from the starting gun.
I still don't understand why we came to South Philly to find out who the first Northern Pro World Champion is going to be, I would have much, much preferred winning it in Ottawa or Montreal or VanCity... but if it's American greenbacks that the NPW front office is after, well, there in luck... because I draw money like a kid with a fresh pad of paper and a box of nothing but green crayons.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:55:51 GMT
Alright, I knew it was going to happen, and it has. I knew that one of the 12 competitors in this match would say something so inane, so stupid, that they would draw my full attention and merit me standing in front of a camera and addressing them directly.
Wanna guess who?
Well, if you guessed Daniel Cole, winner winner chicken dinner.
Yeah, D.C. said two things recently that showed that he's not big on the comprehension skills, and good ole' Andi Seraph has to come out here and set the record straight. Again.
No, really... it's kinda what I do.
The first thing is the big one... D.C. thinks that we all fear him. Or, well... not him, really, but his 'Master'. But as I already said, Cole: While that edgelord shit might very well help put asses in seats, draw money with the emo and goth sets, and while it might help you sell merch... all of which is useful... it doesn't scare me. It doesn't scare me for a few reasons, Daniel, and I'm going to explain them right here, right now.
The first reason your spooky voodoo doesn't scare me, Cole, is because I simply don't believe in it. I don't believe in your scary mystery demon master, although I'm quite sure that you do. I don't buy into the mystical, I believe in what I can touch, what I can see, what I can feel. And the fear you think I feel, Cole? It's just raef spelled backwards. Nothing but a word, a collection of letters. The second reason is that even if I did believe in your scary master, Cole, he's not in the match. You are. And you, my friend, are no demon. You're mortal, flesh and bone. And I know well what my knees, elbows, and knuckles do to flesh and bone. And finally? Well, Daniel, when all the work is done, and it's time to relax, believe you me, I know how to relax. I don't tend to suffer from a lot of anxiety or fear in life. In fact, I'm about as laid-back as anyone gets in this business. It's a VanCity thing.
But every once in a while, I hear someone say something so stupid that it does get my ire up, and you managed it. See, Cole... I didn't raise the issue about four of us being 2-0 and that it should matter that we were 2-0 in the race to determine the first NPW World Champion because I felt entitled or because I wanted special treatment. I raised the issue because for NPW to send the message to the NPW fans that everything that had happened on the first two episodes of Northern Light simply didn't matter devalued the NPW product. I was looking out for the company because had they not included some sort of stipulation providing for the fact that some members of the roster had already started to successfully climb the ladder here in NPW, it would have made the NPW Front Office look inept, and thus lessened the value of the promotion overall.
Look, I realize this sort of 4-dimensional thinking is above you, and apparently your imaginary 'Master' too, but do try to keep up. Because the one thing that can lessen the value of a wrestling promotion faster than non-sensical booking is a roster full of spooky brickheads who don't know how the sport and the business of pro-wrestling actually work.
At the end of the day, COle, now I'm hoping our numbers do come up together. I'm hoping that we do get a chance to stand against each other in that ring. Because I want the NPW fans to know, and I want you to know... that while I can appreciate the value to the business of your spooky edgelord shit, in that ring... in my ring... you're just another man who's gonna crumble wonder the barrage delivered by the best pure striker in NPW.
See you Friday, maybe.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 25, 2021 19:56:19 GMT
So here we are, we've arrived at the destination. No, I'm not talking about South Philly, but I'll get to that in a minute. What's important right now is that we're here, at the precipice of crowning the first-ever Northern Pro Wrestling World Champion in a 12-Participant Hardcore Gauntlet Match where I am guaranteed to be one of the final four names drawn, one of the final four entrants.
I do this as one of the youngest and most-talked about members of the Northern Pro roster. I do this as definitively the only female on the Northern Pro roster, quite possibly the only Canadian on the roster of this Canadian promotion, and absolutely the best pure striker on the Northern Pro roster. Facts.
I'm liked by the fans. I have a laid-back attitude and a razor-sharp wit that even ingratiates me to the boys in the back, although you'd be hard-pressed to get them to admit it. I work hard, both in the gym and in the ring, and I play hard in my time away from it. I understand fully that because of my gender and my size and my laid back demeanor that I am constantly underestimated by my peers and opponents, that I constantly have to claw, scratch and bleed for every ounce of respect I'm going to earn, and I never have anything to lose and everything to gain when I'm in that ring.
It's for that very reason, no matter what sort of person I appear to be outside of the ring, that all compassion and self-preservation get switched off once I step through those ropes. I really do have nothing to lose by laying it all out on the line every single time I'm on deck and that bell rings, and so I hold nothing back. I do not care what steps I have to take inside that ring to ensure victory and my continued ascension in this business. Now, to the boys in the locker room, you may here these things and shrug them off, chalking it all up to the sorts of things that all professional wrestlers say on the eve of an important match, but do so at your own peril. I am as serious as a car crash when I tell you that there is no line that I would hesitate to cross in the pursuit of violent excellence inside of a wrestling ring. Feel it, know it.
I tell you all of this because this is Northern Pro, the fastest growing, most exciting Canadian professional wrestling promotion under the bold blue sky of the sphere we call home, and from the moment I set foot upon it's stage, I made clear my intention to be it's very first World Champion, no matter how the odds were stacked against me. And THAT is the destination we have arrived at. It isn't destiny, it isn't fate... this is the product of MY hard work and of the reality I've created with my own blood, sweat and tears. I am the single best candidate to represent Northern Pro Wrestling as we set out to dominate the pro-wrestling spectrum, and I knew it and said as much from the second the ink dries on the contract. Getting here, to this very moment, well... that part was inevitable.
My name is Andi Seraph. I am This Burning Heart. I will be your Northern Pro Wrestling World Champion.
Welcome to Canadian Ultraviolence.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 27, 2021 3:43:03 GMT
NPW offered me the night off this week, offered me the opportunity to address the fans directly from the center of the NPW ring the week after my huge NPW World Championship win. But I said no. I have all week to address my fans, directly. We live in a social media era. My fans are fully connected to everything I do, and they always will be. But the fans in the arena? They paid their hard-earned money for one reason and one reason alone... to see NPW World Champion Andi Seraph... THIS BURNING HEART... kick ass.
And that's exactly what they are going to get.
Because this week, in New York City, Andi Seraph and Jason Evans are facing off against Daniel Cole & Sick Boi.
Now, I'll address this match more fully later in the week, but let us talk about the elephant in the room, shall we? The rematch from the finish to the Hardcore Gauntlet Match? Daniel. Cole.
See, here's the thing. At first glance, Cole and I couldn't be more different. Physically, we're two different sides of the pro-wrestling coin. But when you look closer, you'll find that technically and style-wise, we're not so different. We use a couple of the same techniques, we come from similar schools of fighter's logic. But as much as we are different from a physical point of view, and alike as we may or may not be technical, the thing that really sets us apart is something else altogether.
We come from different places in this industry. See, we're right now entering into a golden age of professional wrestling. An age highlighted by truly skilled technical fighters like myself who don't concern ourselves so much with the theatrics of our sport's past. I'll admit, Cole, you gave me a hell of a fight back in Philly, but the fastest educated feet, knees, elbows & knuckles in all of Northern Pro won the day, and put this strap around my waist, where it's gonna stay.
I've said it before and I'll say it again, Cole... all the theater that comes along with you, I get it. It sells t-shirts, it puts some asses in seats, it gives the product some allure to the fans who crave that sort of stuff. But the psychological warfare you think comes along with it? The head games and such? They're wasted on me, because I just don't believe in any of your voodoo. You're a man, plain and simple... a fact I proved when the sole of my boot met with your jaw in Philly.
And I'll prove it again in NYC.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 27, 2021 12:32:48 GMT
I've trained with a lot of great pro-wrestlers over the years. I've never been a demon, or a demon's apprentice, and I sure as hell have never been anyone's slave, Danny-boy, but I have been trained by some exceptional professional wrestlers. One of those trainers, he gave me some really good advice once. He told me, "...Andi, once you've forced an opponent to change from what they usually do, in the ring or in their approach to it, once you have taken them off of their path and forced them to walk on yours, you have already beaten them..."
Needless to say, Danny, I'm feeling extra f'n good this morning. Because you're a head-game guy. You're a guy who's whole strategy is based around making them believe your mystical mumbo-jumbo and letting it mess with their usual way of thinking... but this morning you just laid all of your cards upon the table and let everyone... all the fans of Northern Pro and all of the other boys back in the locker room... know that I'm living, rent-free, inside your head.
And that's just the start of your trouble.
See, you also now claimed that at Extreme North, we learned that you are a match for me. Did we, though? I mean, you're good, Danny. I won't take that away from you. You're good, and stylistically, we match up well. But only one of us was left standing at the end of that match, Danny. Only one of us walked away from Philly with this beautiful NPW World Championship, and just in case the bells are still ringing from that kick to the head that left you crumpled like a heap in the center of the ring back there in Philly, let me clarify... it wasn't you, Danny.
And listen, Danny... I did take something from the story you had to tell. The one about how you used to be a man, a skilled fighter, and then your master 'broke' you, and you were left lying at his feet. Just like you were left lying at my feet last Friday night. The takeaway? You break. You have broken before, and you will continue to break. You can, have, and will be broken. Me? Hell, well, I ain't gonna stand here and say that in nearly six years of doing this, that I've never lost a match. I've lost, I've dusted myself off, I've lived to fight another day... because that's what I do, I'm a fighter. But at no point in my career, at no point in my life, would I ever describe myself as having been broken. Something you sem more than happy to admit about yourself.
And at the end of the day, I don't care. You can't break me, and I don't need to break you you win this match. I don't need to break you when you eventually come sniffing around for a shot at the Northern Pro Championship. I don't ever need to break you, Danny. I just need to beat you, and you and I already know that I can, because I already have. I beat you last Friday night, and I beat you at the headgames that are your calling card when you admitted today that I'm the one living in your head.
And, I'll admit it, it warms my belly knowing how much that is going to bother you once it dawns on you.
And Sick Boi... Man, I actually like you. I would have been just as happy standing next to you going into this match as I am to be standing next to Jason Evans. But it is what it is, and Evans and I are coming to this match to win it. And really, it should be clear who my fight is actually with. I'm all for you and I locking up, Sick Boi, and I know this belt puts that sort of target on my back, but it might be best for everyone if you give the fans what they want... you focus on Evans, let me and Danny boi settle this thing between us.
Whatever you decide, Sick Boi, we'll cross paths again, and I'm looking forward to it. Friday night in NYC, the four of us show the world, again, why Northern Pro is the promotion to watch.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 29, 2021 18:01:26 GMT
As Depeche Mode insinuated back in 1984, 'Master & Servant' can be a fun game to play in the bedroom, but I can't really grasp the mentality of someone who chooses to be subservient in all aspects of their life. To be that submissive, to give over all control of will to another, to submit so completely to an outside force that you consider that moment of release of will to be the moment in which you were broken... well, it's just not in my DNA.
I know a lot of pro-wrestlers who think that tapping out in a match is the worst thing that can happen to them or their careers. Personally, I'm not one of them. Look, you never want to get caught in a hold where you don't have the capability to escape, but if you do there's no reason to risk a career-ending injury, to risk your livelihood, for pride. That some, some battles are much, much bigger than a pro-wrestling match. The decision to tap out of your entire life? The decision to submit everything, free-will, self-determination... to give all of that up to someone else? Shit, that's the sort of tap out that you absolutely should be ashamed of.
To me, it's an illustration of weakness personified. It is an expression that you just don't have the strength to move through the adventure that is life without someone holding the other end of a leash for you.
That's my honest opinion of you, Danny. Sure, you're capable in the ring, a talented fighter. But fighting is more than technique. There are intangibles involved, things like the force of will and mental strength... and your choice in lifestyle shows that you have neither. You think you inspire fear? I pity you, Danny... I truly and honestly do. What happens next between us will amount to no more than a mercy killing.
And if it's not one thing it's the other... Slaves & Psychopaths.
Yeah Sick Boi, I'm talking about you now. Because while I doubt with every fiber of my being that you and Danny-Boy will be able to set aside your history and work together, the fact of the matter is, even if you do, you're working with the same deficiencies, albeit for different reasons, that he is. You're both broken, both by your own admissions. One of broken will, one of broken mind... and while you both present these breaks as strengths, the fact is I'll put my indomitable will and my clarity of purpose inside that ring up against the two of you anytime, and all night long... and would do it without having Jason Evans to back me up. The fact that I have such a capable partner in this match only makes the eventual outcome that much more inevitable.
See you broken boys on Friday night.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Sept 30, 2021 3:32:22 GMT
Jesus, Danny-boy.
That's just sad.
I mean, you've always talked a lot of flowery gibberish, especially for a guy who calls himself The Silent Servant, but that was just next-level. I mean, at this point, it's clear that you're just making stuff up and hoping that someone... anyone... is going to buy into it, going to believe it.
Let's start at the top, shall we?
You claim that I say that I'm unbreakable... but I've never said anything remotely of the sort. I've never been in a state inside of a wrestling ring where I would ever call myself broken, the way you describe yourself. Hell, I've lost matches, I've been beaten, I've had fractures, bruises, concussions... I've been doing this wrestling thing for almost 5 years, I've been hurt plenty of times... but I've never let anyone break me. Every time, every win and every loss, I get up afterwards, I dust myself off, and I keep moving forward under my own free will. Unbroken. Now, could the day ever come when someone could break me? Where someone could inflict the sort of damage unto me that I would submit my free will the way you have, or maybe just walk away from this business that I love?
Maybe. I don't know. Nobody's ever taken me out that far beyond my limits in that ring before, so I guess I just don't know. But I doubt it. And the type of person, the type of warrior, the type of fighter it would take to get me to that point? Well, it ain't you, Danny.
Now, what I have said is that I possess an unbreakable will, and that's the thing that sets us apart. Sure, maybe someday somebody will take me to that place where my body is so broken that I absolutely cannon continue in this business. But I promise you this... we'll see that outcome long before we ever see my give up mentally. My body may very well break someday, but my will? Not bloody likely.
And your assertion that I have said that I am "...the perfect form of our industry...", I mean, what? Show me. Show me tape of me ever once saying anything even close to that. Shit, Danny, if that's the very best that you've got, if the very best you can muster is to come out here and blatantly make shit up, at least, for the love of pro-wrestling, try to make it sound like something that there's even a remote chance I might have actually said. As it it, that statement... it's so obviously a lie that it just makes you look weak, scared and stupid.
And while you are correct that I seriously question your ability to work with Sick Boi, it has nothing to do with whatever history you might have as a tag-team wrestler, dummy. It has to do with the fact that you two have spent far more time trying to tear each other apart than you ever have working together. Those sorts of rivalries don't just go away because some suit with a pencil put your names next to each other on some random booking sheet.
I don't know how many times I have to say it, Danny... I don't give a rat's ass who your 'Master' is. The fact that you've submitted your will to some other man, in life and well... whatever, it's your business. You're a Sub, and somewhere off in the ether, you have a Dom... real or imaginary. I don't care. It's you I'm getting into that ring with. It's you who I've already crumbled to the mat once. It's you I'm gonna put down again. Just you.
Last Friday night, I won the Northern Pro World Championship when I kicked you in the side of the head and put you down. This Friday night, I'm gonna use this tag match to show the entire world why the belt is staying right here, around my waist, for a very, very long time.
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Andi Seraph
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Post by Andi Seraph on Oct 4, 2021 3:16:08 GMT
The Hardcore Homecoming.
Here's the thing, Danger. Saturday, October 9th was going to be a very bad night for you, no matter what. First off, you called me out. You called me out in the final moments before the officials in the Northern Pro Ivory Tower announced the lineup or location for the next Northern Lights event. Maybe you were already going to get this non-title, no-DQ match, maybe it only came about because you asked for it, last minute or not. We'll probably never know. But it was a mistake, Danger. You'll know that soon enough. Because like I said, as soon as the match was signed, it was already going to be a very, very bad night for you. But you couldn't let well enough alone at that, could you? You wanted to raise the stakes.
First thing you sent out over social media Sunday night was a creepy image, like a still from an old VHS tape, tracking lines and all. An image of a face, staring out from the static. OK. Look, I get it, Danger. I do. You're a lot like Cole, your use your words, your language, some scary images to try and strike fear into your opponents. I get it. I do. And as I've told Cole, it makes a degree of business sense. It probably helps you draw money, more than your actual in-ring performances. It probably helps sell that Sam Danger merch. So I get it. But if you think these childish, infantile mind games do anything but make me laugh... Damn. I don't know how many times I have to spell it out. Call me Miss Daredevil, 'cause I'm the "Woman Without Fear". I don't scare easy, Sam, and I sure as hell don't fear getting into the ring with you.
Hell. I'll prove it. I said that if I won the title, I'd be a fighting champion. I've said that I don't fear you, anywhere, and sure as hell not in VanCity. And what kind of champion would I be, walking around with this belt, if somehow, someway, Sam Danger did manage to beat me of Friday.
Fuck it. I'll put my money where my mouth is. I'll put the belt on the line this Friday and with it my spot a Clash Of The Immortals in November against Daniel Cole.
Hardcore Homecoming In #VanCity for the Northern Pro World Championship. Do you hear me now, bitch?
Because here's the real truth, Danger. You're worse than just a cookie-cutter, generic, run-of-the-mill spooky-guy pro-wrestler. I knew that's what you were coming into this week, into this match, but I thought that's all you were. There had been a little hint of your true self... like when you were trying to get this match signed and you referred to me, the only female on the Northern Pro roster and the World Champion as 'The Chick'. It was a hint of who you truly are, but it wasn't until you stepped up and dropped your first promo for this upcoming event that you really let your true colors shine:
"...You are a no gimmick, body selling experience that no one really enjoys..."
Wait a second. Did you just call me a whore?
There it is. There it is. There's the real Sam Danger.
Not a man, not in any real sense. A worm. A woman-hating, misogynistic worm. And therein lies the actual real reason Sam Danger just HAD to have this match. Because his hatred and disrespect for all women, while working in a company that has a woman as it's World Champion, just twists his guts into knots. He can't comprehend it, can't accept it, can't fathom for a second that it is even real. It drives him towards me, leads him right to me, he couldn't have stopped it or controlled it if he'd wanted to. I represent everything he hates, he fears, he can't have.
Sam Danger is just a dirty little incel.
See, there is one difference between you and Daniel Cole, Danger. I respect Cole. Yeah, even after he attacked me from behind last week. I mean, a scorpion is a scorpion after all, and I was the one who turned my back on him. But I respect what he's capable of in the ring, I respect some of what he is as a person, which is more than I can say for you. I think Cole's theatrics are as useless as yours are, but at least he has earned a measure of respect from me in the ring. You're not gonna get that chance.
Because let me paint you a picture, Danger.
Like I said earlier, it was already gonna be a bad night for you. My homecoming in VanCity, my first time here as the Northern Pro World Champion, coming off a less-than-stellar performance on the last Northern Lights, I was already motivated to go out in front of my hometown fans and absolutely MURDER whomever Northern Pro put in front of me. Then, they made it a Hardcore Match. Even better... because I believe in creating immortal moments that those fans will remember forever, like when I wrapped my own knee in barbed-wire the night I won the title, and a Hardcore Match creates more opportunities for me to do that. So I was already motivated and inspired to go out to that ring in VanCity and absolutely dominate.
And then you called me a whore. Then, you made it personal.
So when it's over, Danger. When you're on your back, bloodied and battered and staring up at the lights in the house that I built, wondering how it all went so very, very wrong for you, I want you to remember one single thing.
You asked for this, incel.
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Andi Seraph
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Post by Andi Seraph on Oct 5, 2021 21:20:54 GMT
You'd think, after being booked in a non-title match only for the Champion... me... to put the title on the line anyway, that Sam Danger would have plenty to say. Well, You'd think that he'd have anything to say, really. But he hasn't. Not for days.
I think that it's pretty safe to say that Sam Danger didn't like getting called out for his obvious hatred of women, his blatant misogyny, and his cardboard theatrics. But since that's really all he's got, Sam Danger is stuck in a dilemma... Does he try to reinvent himself once again, or does he double-down on all of his bullshit?
Well, I'm here to tell you that it doesn't matter either way. It doesn't matter, because the stars are aligned. It doesn't matter because Sam Danger's fate is already written in stone. It doesn't matter because when 'This Burning Heart' Andi Seraph pulls into her hometown of VanCity on Saturday night, in front of all of the thousands of Burning Hearts in attendance, there is absolutely nothing Sam Danger can do in that moment to change the outcome.
I'm gonna put on a striking clinic. I'm gonna put on an f'n show. I'm gonna remind the world that I am the first and only Northern Pro World Champion, and I'm going to show them exactly why that is going to continue to be the case until somebody comes along capable of taking it from me. And that ain't you, Danger Boy.
It's not going to be a 5-Star Match. I wish it were, but that would require far more than I'm going to let you bring to the table, Sam. What it is going to be is a showcase. A showcase of just exactly who and what I am, and why I'm the fastest rising name in this industry. It's going to be a killing, Sam... with no mercy involved.
Because you made it personal. You disrespected me, called me a whore. You took things to a level that they never had to get to, but it's where we are now, and you have no idea about the sleeping dragon that you've awoken. But you will. Come Saturday night, you're going to understand.
And you will respect me, Danger. I may have to pull it out of you, along with most of the blood in your body, but you will respect me.
Hardcore Homecoming In VanCity. I'm not going to end you, Danger, because I want you to have to live with this defeat for a very, very long time.
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Andi Seraph
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Post by Andi Seraph on Oct 6, 2021 2:14:58 GMT
I can't believe I have to say this again. Listen, Billy Milligan, I don't care how many voices you've got in your head. I really, really don't. Because I only have a match against Sam Danger. That's it. I don't have a match against The Operator, I don't have a match against Sam Storm. I don't have a match against Kenny Loggins, the Pied Piper, Your Mom, or the tooth fairy. Just Sam Danger.
It was Sam Danger who called me out, Sam Danger who called me a whore, Sam Danger who is a woman-hating misogynist, and Sam Danger who is going to get his sorry ass humiliated at the Hardcore Homecoming In VanCity, comprende?
Pretty much exactly as I predicted, faced with the fact that he can't answer for any of the things he's said and with the growing realization of just how bad the situation is for him, Sam Danger has chosen to reinvent himself again, this time trying to make it sound like he wants me to beat his ass in the hopes that it will silence all of the voices he claims to have in his head. Well Danger, that ass-whoopin'? It's as inevitable as Thanos my boy. You're gonna get your ass kicked all over that arena, and you always were, hardcore style. And the inevitability of that beating has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that you're now trying to convince the world that you want it. If taking a beating at the hands of This Burning Heart is gonna help you out in the long run, well, I guess that's alright. I don't really believe it, but if that's what you need to convince yourself of in order to sleep at night afterward, then so be it.
See, despite your assertion that they breed them soft here in Canada, you signed with a Canadian promotion. That can really only mean one of two things... either you know that your statement about Canadians isn't true, and you came to where you thought the challenge would be in your career, or you really do believe it but also know that you absolutely suck, so you came to where you thought you'd mostly be facing 'soft Canadians' because you can't actually hack it anywhere else.
Sam F'n Danger. What a joke. Listen, you can rewrite the narrative as many times as you want. You can brag about what you've accomplished anywhere else all you want. You can disrespect me, deny my ability, call me a whore all you want. Deep down, you know that here in Northern Pro, I'm the Mount Everest. Everyone wants to climb it, few have the courage to actually try, fewer still ever actually make it to the top, and some who do try die in the attempt. You? Fuck, you're going to be a frozen corpse before you ever even get to Base Camp One.
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Post by Andi Seraph on Oct 6, 2021 3:27:37 GMT
Sam Storm. Sam Danger. The Operator. The Theatrical Artist.
Four minds, one body... or so Sam Danger wants you to believe. We have encountered all of these personalities in the what... 40 or 50 days that Northern Pro Wrestling has been in operation? Yet I'm apparently a broken record for pointing out all of these reinventions. The latest iteration of Sam Danger wants us to believe and accept that he's not actually mentally ill, something I've long suspected, but that this is his art, and he does it all for the fans. But do you want the truth?
The truth is that Sam Danger is a terrible professional wrestler, one who has some ability in the ring but just can't get over with the fans at all. Why can't he get over? Because the fans have no idea who he is, and how could they. This is a guy who throws an idea at the wall, and if it doesn't take immediately, he just comes up with something new and starts all over again. Me? Shit... call me whatever you want, the fans... MY fans? They know exactly who I am. I've been my, constantly, since I first stepped into an indie ring almost six years ago. I've gotten better, gotten more dangerous, but I've never betrayed who I am, never sold myself out or changed myself up. Not for anyone.
Look me in the eye, Danger, and try to say the same thing. You've sold yourself out more times this week than I have in my entire career.
Maybe it's just who you are. Maybe you just can't see things through, maybe that's just part of your DNA. Or maybe it's just because the impending idea that you're about to get your ass absolutely handed to you by a woman has got you so completely out of your mind that you just can't help yourself. I mean, who knows? You're on your own path, clearly. You've failed to actually address any of the points I've brought up about you so far, and I have little doubt that you'll continue to ignore the substance of what I'm saying going forward. All you hear, all you see is a woman... the World Champion of the wrestling promotion that you work for, talking. And it's driving you nuts.
It's driving you nuts not only because I'm a woman, not only because I currently hold a higher position in the company than you, but because deep down, you know that I'm exactly where I deserve to be, that I truly am everything I've claimed to be and that the ass-kickin' I've got ready for you really is as absolutely inevitable as I say it is. You know that in VanCity, with me being the elite combat-sports athlete that I am, with all of my hometown fans at my back, with no limits, no rules and no disqualifications in play, there is simply no way for you to win.
And I know that it's going to tear you up, Danger. I know that losing to a woman, specifically this woman, is gonna wreck you in ways that you yourself are only just starting to comprehend. After I do to you what I am going to do to you in VaCity, Danger, you're gonna wanna quit, Northern Pro and maybe even the fight game altogether. You're gonna be riddled with doubt, racked with shame, twisted by the realization that you were never who you thought you were and that I was always exactly what I said that I am. It's gonna hurt, Danger... way deeper than the physical pain I inflict on you.
But I want you to take solace in one thing, Sammy. It's a small thing, and in the initial days after the beating you're about to take, it won't be obvious to you, but it's the truth nonetheless. It's simply this: Just like the Everest analogy I used earlier, one thing besides you getting your ass whipped is inevitable. You will be better for having been in the ring with me. Sure, it won't be immediate. It won't come easy. But steel sharpens steel, Danger. If you survive our encounter, if you survive the hardcore annihilation that I have in store for you, if you can rebuild your shattered ego and pride after I humiliate you inside that ring... if you can do all of that, Danger, you will be better for it.
Someday.
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