"Now I know that the LORD is greater than all gods: for in the thing wherein they dealt proudly he was above them." (Exodus 18:11)
Sitting there in his office, Senester is contemplating his upcoming match at Havoc against Michael Kosh. It was a task truly beneath him, but even with little choice in the matter he would make the most of it in ways most meaningful to him. Albeit brief, he had but a few words for his opponent.
(Senester): I’m afraid the Parker’s booking for Havoc has done you a grave disservice Mr. Kosh. After placing Wayne Heckler in my path last week, now they send you to the slaughter. Their inexperience in the business side of professional wrestling is going to cost you, just as it did your partner. You had better stop by the concession stand before you go to the ring because it’s the last chance you’re ever going to have to get your hand on an HWA Championship, even a replica. If you come out to that ring, and stand before me when the bell rings you will not leave the same as you entered Michael Kosh. I’m going to break both your legs and arms and watch you choke on the regret of assuming you were worthy of facing me in a match to begin with. For that could be the only reason you’d have remained in my presence. However, Havoc has yet to unfold and it is indeed a question of “if” you do in fact come to the ring. You should be grateful that I am sharing this information with you, it provides you the same opportunity I awarded Mr. Heckler last week. Had he left the ring when I offered, his name would be on the card this week instead of on a clipboard at the hospital. I don’t care what you choose. Thanks to the Parker’s I am no longer your employer and thus your well-being is none of my concern. Come Havoc, get in the ring to face me, or walk away, but know this...no one will praise you for fighting, and no one will miss you when you’re gone.
Senester presses a button on his desk ending the transmission.
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