Post by TheLaw on Mar 17, 2017 5:27:28 GMT -5
Green banners and Irish flags were adorning the Boston's streets. A seemingly endless parade of people dressed with green shirts, most of them intoxicated were walking down the main road, loud music playing from the decorated floats. Amongst the celebrating people was Dominic Lawson.
"I thought I should make it easier for you Ak.... Happy St. Paddy's day fellaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
He shouted at the camera while following the parade down the main street. A girl in her twenties casually tottered into framing, completely wasted. She flashed her shamrock decorated boobs to the grateful AWE fans, before screaming some gibberish and stumble away.
"Is this cliché enough for you? Let me see, I'm Irish... I'm drunk at the most Irish of the holidays... What are you saying, am I missing something?"
Smirking he turns back, literally dragging by an arm an half naked dwarf, pushing him in front of the camera. Those who are most familiar with The Law's promo for AWE should remember him from the huge party following Dom's win over Drew Stevenson. And just like that day, he was only wearing a G-String to cover his intimate parts. The traditional green hat and a fake, filthy ginger beard completed his costume.
"There it is, I also have a fucking legit leprechaun! Take a look at this little bastard, now I can proudly say I'm the perfect Irish stereotype! Or do you want me to eat a potato too? Really, you only have to ask bud, I'll gladly oblige... Anything to help you prove your point!!"
The noise was starting to become unbearable. Luckily enough, Dom steps away from the parade and heads to a nearby park, away from the loud music and yells. Not before lifting the Leprechaun over a float and watching him dancing in a not so sensual way around a pole.
"Let's be serious for a minute shall we? Yes, I drink. Yes I have a thick accent. You think that makes me a walking cliché? Watch me not giving a fuck.I am Irish and fucking proud of it. But guess what, at least, I can be honest to myself. This is what I am, what you see is what you get, no bullshit. When I wake up every morning and look at myself in the mirror, I see all the things you mentioned. My very few successes. my many failures, all the years I sacrificed for this business and the absolute nothing I got back from it. But, flash news, I can live with that, I don't need to hide behind a mask.
But mind you, you will no longer hear me say that I want to prove everyone that I belong in this business, that my failures were always everyone else's fault. That was when I first joined AWE. Right now, I just enjoy throwing fists, taking some even. I'm here to fight, everything else comes as a consequence. And maybe, maybe you're right, maybe coming up short really means that I'm not that good. But I'm still better than half of the fuckers in this roster.
And that includes you my friend.
So keep filling your mouth with popcorn and bullshit. Keep playing your stupid mind games, and excuse me if I don't look scared, or if nothing you say affects me. But thus far, everything you said was old news to me. So do yourself a favor, save your breath for when you step in the ring with me. It might turn useful just in case you decide to pull up your skirt and run along.
Again.
Anyway, I already wasted too much time on your crap. I have a party waiting for me, pints to drink and a horny, drunk ass half-man to find before he gets himself in troubles."
Dom walked away, stopping after a few steps.
"One last thing before I go.
Wearing a striped shirt doesn't make you a tiger, Akragth.
Just like wearing a mask doesn't make you a badass motherfucker.
You're still a man, with his weaknesses and fears. You can fool yourself but you can't fool me. This need you have to tell everyone how much better than me you are speaks volume about what scares you the most. You're just a simple man Akragth, not so different from me, not so different from what you despise so much.
Come fight me, man to man... And I will show you that not even the Destroyer is above The Law."
"I thought I should make it easier for you Ak.... Happy St. Paddy's day fellaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
He shouted at the camera while following the parade down the main street. A girl in her twenties casually tottered into framing, completely wasted. She flashed her shamrock decorated boobs to the grateful AWE fans, before screaming some gibberish and stumble away.
"Is this cliché enough for you? Let me see, I'm Irish... I'm drunk at the most Irish of the holidays... What are you saying, am I missing something?"
Smirking he turns back, literally dragging by an arm an half naked dwarf, pushing him in front of the camera. Those who are most familiar with The Law's promo for AWE should remember him from the huge party following Dom's win over Drew Stevenson. And just like that day, he was only wearing a G-String to cover his intimate parts. The traditional green hat and a fake, filthy ginger beard completed his costume.
"There it is, I also have a fucking legit leprechaun! Take a look at this little bastard, now I can proudly say I'm the perfect Irish stereotype! Or do you want me to eat a potato too? Really, you only have to ask bud, I'll gladly oblige... Anything to help you prove your point!!"
The noise was starting to become unbearable. Luckily enough, Dom steps away from the parade and heads to a nearby park, away from the loud music and yells. Not before lifting the Leprechaun over a float and watching him dancing in a not so sensual way around a pole.
"Let's be serious for a minute shall we? Yes, I drink. Yes I have a thick accent. You think that makes me a walking cliché? Watch me not giving a fuck.I am Irish and fucking proud of it. But guess what, at least, I can be honest to myself. This is what I am, what you see is what you get, no bullshit. When I wake up every morning and look at myself in the mirror, I see all the things you mentioned. My very few successes. my many failures, all the years I sacrificed for this business and the absolute nothing I got back from it. But, flash news, I can live with that, I don't need to hide behind a mask.
But mind you, you will no longer hear me say that I want to prove everyone that I belong in this business, that my failures were always everyone else's fault. That was when I first joined AWE. Right now, I just enjoy throwing fists, taking some even. I'm here to fight, everything else comes as a consequence. And maybe, maybe you're right, maybe coming up short really means that I'm not that good. But I'm still better than half of the fuckers in this roster.
And that includes you my friend.
So keep filling your mouth with popcorn and bullshit. Keep playing your stupid mind games, and excuse me if I don't look scared, or if nothing you say affects me. But thus far, everything you said was old news to me. So do yourself a favor, save your breath for when you step in the ring with me. It might turn useful just in case you decide to pull up your skirt and run along.
Again.
Anyway, I already wasted too much time on your crap. I have a party waiting for me, pints to drink and a horny, drunk ass half-man to find before he gets himself in troubles."
Dom walked away, stopping after a few steps.
"One last thing before I go.
Wearing a striped shirt doesn't make you a tiger, Akragth.
Just like wearing a mask doesn't make you a badass motherfucker.
You're still a man, with his weaknesses and fears. You can fool yourself but you can't fool me. This need you have to tell everyone how much better than me you are speaks volume about what scares you the most. You're just a simple man Akragth, not so different from me, not so different from what you despise so much.
Come fight me, man to man... And I will show you that not even the Destroyer is above The Law."