Post by Nirvana on Jul 30, 2016 0:05:26 GMT
My name is Nirvana. Many of you probably know me for my infamy or things that have nothing to do with my history as a professional wrestler. I'm not upset about that fact as it really has been a while since I've stepped into the ring. So allow me to fill you in on who I really am. Put aside what you've been told.
About forty years ago I began a journey that would lead me to wrestling royalty. I was born in an alleyway in Houston, Texas on February 11th. My mother was a prostitute who died not too long after I was born. My father was a noshow. The streets were my home for the first seventeen years of my life. I never had schooling or a regular day job. I made due working for the local streets gangs due to my intimidating size.
My story probably would have had a bad ending if I hadn't joined professional wrestling. At seventeen years of age I left Houston for Mexico City where I was trained as a professional wrestler. These were the bad old days when training meant rolling around on broken glass and taking hard knocks from your trainer every time you messed up a move. It was there I earned the mask I wear and the name you call me by.
Nirvana.
Through my training I transcended pain and suffering. I rose above the human filth that plagues this sport to become something else, something inhuman. Along the way I fathered fourteen sons, one of which is Kurt Newman. One of my siblings also gave birth to Zoe Chaos, my niece. I raised her. There's the connection between us, a bloodline that cannot be broken.
Together we are The Triad, an organization dedicated to taking those belts. See, we're not like you. We're royalty. if you guys are wrestlers we're superstars. If you're myths, we're legends. If you're athletes, we're WRESTLING MACHINES. In every way possible we can, and will, beat you.
Be it by skill or tenure, power or strength - we will defeat you. As the patron of this family I might as well dedicate this TRIAD DAY. This is the day you will remember forever, the day we walked into GOL and took the trios titles and all of the winners purse from this match. You better believe. Even if you don't, you'll damn well experience it.
When it comes down to legacy we hold one that is unbreakable by your words or actions. We've already cementedour legacy as champions, wrestlers and human beings. This is just extra, the icing on the cake. I enjoy coming into feds and taking their belts. I enjoy breaking hopes and dreams.
And I will.
All of our opponents have dreams of taking those belts but my dream is different. I want to see all of you collectivly upset, heartbroken as we take those belts. That's a sweeter feeling that winning any belt or accomplishing any goal. Why, you ask? Because we are the only group worth watching and the only group worthy of taking those belts. Be upset, be upset that we're better. Be upset that we've going to take these belts.
Be upset that you cannot touch us.
About forty years ago I began a journey that would lead me to wrestling royalty. I was born in an alleyway in Houston, Texas on February 11th. My mother was a prostitute who died not too long after I was born. My father was a noshow. The streets were my home for the first seventeen years of my life. I never had schooling or a regular day job. I made due working for the local streets gangs due to my intimidating size.
My story probably would have had a bad ending if I hadn't joined professional wrestling. At seventeen years of age I left Houston for Mexico City where I was trained as a professional wrestler. These were the bad old days when training meant rolling around on broken glass and taking hard knocks from your trainer every time you messed up a move. It was there I earned the mask I wear and the name you call me by.
Nirvana.
Through my training I transcended pain and suffering. I rose above the human filth that plagues this sport to become something else, something inhuman. Along the way I fathered fourteen sons, one of which is Kurt Newman. One of my siblings also gave birth to Zoe Chaos, my niece. I raised her. There's the connection between us, a bloodline that cannot be broken.
Together we are The Triad, an organization dedicated to taking those belts. See, we're not like you. We're royalty. if you guys are wrestlers we're superstars. If you're myths, we're legends. If you're athletes, we're WRESTLING MACHINES. In every way possible we can, and will, beat you.
Be it by skill or tenure, power or strength - we will defeat you. As the patron of this family I might as well dedicate this TRIAD DAY. This is the day you will remember forever, the day we walked into GOL and took the trios titles and all of the winners purse from this match. You better believe. Even if you don't, you'll damn well experience it.
When it comes down to legacy we hold one that is unbreakable by your words or actions. We've already cementedour legacy as champions, wrestlers and human beings. This is just extra, the icing on the cake. I enjoy coming into feds and taking their belts. I enjoy breaking hopes and dreams.
And I will.
All of our opponents have dreams of taking those belts but my dream is different. I want to see all of you collectivly upset, heartbroken as we take those belts. That's a sweeter feeling that winning any belt or accomplishing any goal. Why, you ask? Because we are the only group worth watching and the only group worthy of taking those belts. Be upset, be upset that we're better. Be upset that we've going to take these belts.
Be upset that you cannot touch us.