Kasey Kash: ”Tyler… where the fuck have you been? You just… vanished… off the face of the earth. Tyler throws up the Murk Squad M hand sign, waiting for Kasey to do something, he looks at him for a second, seeming to shake off the cobwebs and lifts the mic to his mouth, talking back to him. You’re my homie, Murk Squads for life, you feel me?” You carried OATH on its back with that Livewire Title run… just… dude you can’t be lettin little shit like this get on you. You don’t need nobodies approval, dude… you’re Kasey Kash, bro. You just did it because you KNEW that shit was gonna get you far… but fuckin hell you’ve changed… you used to run this shit! Now you’re hung up over some dude that you used to fuck with? What happened to you? What happened to the Murk Squad? What happened to The Resident Asshole? Now… now you gotta try and take my gimmick? Now you gotta be Kasey Fuckin Kash? Dude. You used to not give a fuck about anyones opinion. This ain’t you! You used to be the guy, dude. I don’t even know where to start with you, Kase. Tyler Fuckin’ Matthews walks through the curtain and out to the ring, and Kasey stands there as he takes a microphone from the ring crew and starts talking to him. Kasey picks up his microphone and goes to start talking… which is when “Tears Don’t Fall” by Bullets for my Valentine hits the speakers, and Kasey Kash looks like he’s seen a ghost. Kasey drops his belt and removes the bandage around his head, waiting for someone to come out to the ring, he sits there and begs for someone to come out… and no one does. I’ll give you a shot… let’s do this, come on!” Anyone back there got an issue with it? Come on out.

I put this company on my back and have carried it since the day I walked through that curtain, and the boys and girls in the back have problems when I tell you lot this, because they know for damn sure that it’s the fucking truth… you know what? Fuck it.

People in NFW are battin at a two two four. I’m telling you now, I ain’t comfortable with just cruisin along. Now as I was saying… people in the back get to cruise along, livin a life that they’re comfortable with. You don’t GET to cheer when I say something you like. You all sit there and throw your popcorn and empty beer cans at me when I say something you don’t like, so go fuck yourselves. Kasey Kash: ”Ooooh no, you don’t GET to cheer what I say. That line gets a pop from the crowd, Kasey is quick to tell them. Kasey Kash: ”Oh so now you found your voices, now you understand how this relationship works, see I find that funny, because when I was fighting Kai, some of you in this crowd were cheering me, why are you switching it up like that? Is it because I’m not like the rest of your favourites? Is it because I cuss like a fucking sailor? Or is it because I tell you how it really is, and I don’t try and gaslight all of you into believing what I have to say? Is it because I look like I belong on the streets? Hell, it didn’t stop NFW from hiring Juliana Mendoza. The crowd starts chanting “Shut the fuck up!”. I’ve got a locker room that doesn’t respect me, I’ve got fans sitting in this arena tonight that don’t give a fuck about me or what I have to say… I got management in the back who would want nothing more than for me to be off the screen, but they know I’m a draw so they can do absolutely fucking nothing about it!” Kasey looks around the arena as he talks, pacing around the front of the ring. Because I have poured liters and liters of blood for this company, and what have I gotten in return?” I defended my championship now, and still people don’t recognise that I am who I say I am, you know what that is? Bullshit. Kasey Kash: ”Even… even after all the shit I put my body through… I don’t have the respect that the champ should have.

The cameras start up inside The Blackheart Colosseum, where we can see Kasey Kash standing in the ring, Kasey all bandaged up, with his version of the NFW Undisputed Championship in his hand, microphone in the other, and he begins to speak.

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