09-21-2023, 11:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-02-2023, 04:53 AM by Konrad Raab.)
Austin, Texas. Wednesday 20th September. (Offline)
I sent Jasmine to get me a few things to go out shopping while doing some skateboarding. I wanted to talk to Ginny alone about this match since Jasmine had nothing to do with professional wrestling. However, Jasmine now knows the story I told her on Monday, why this match with Kandis was essential and how it would change things a bit more with everything. Now, while I would go and agree with the rules she set out, because this was a woman who was far different from every other opponent I faced of what she'd done with almost destroying my career and knowing where to go in SCW at the time, along with agreeing with Drake calling me dead weight, I needed to talk to her about it.
I'll even go as far as asking SCW bosses to make the match Underground rules style. Because this solos match seems too much of a leeway for her crimes that she did were so much more severe than for a regular match, and she deserves way more harm than anyone I've ever fought in SCW, I've not had that feeling since Jason Helms all those years ago. Anyway, I invited her to my hired apartment, and she rang the doorbell. I went to the door and answered it as I knew it was Ginny at the door since Jasmine had a key, and we shook hands before I closed the door, although she noticed that there were two plates out instead of one and the two cinema tickets.
Ginny Raab: "I didn't know you had company."
Konrad Raab: "She's not just company, Ginny, she's my lady friend."
Ginny Raab: "What?"
Konrad Raab: "Yeah. I recently met a lady friend at the Wrestlestock Festival from another company named Jasmine Williams. She's a wonderful girl. Although very busy at the moment, qualifying for the Olympics because she's a professional skateboarder, very famous."
Ginny Raab: "I did not know that, and I don't know why you didn't tell me."
Konrad Raab: "Because it's still fairly new. However, I didn't ask you to come over for that, not even close. So, sit on the sofa and talk about something much more relevant. Don't worry; I sent her out to do shopping since she's not a wrestler to be involved in our discussions so we can have a private chat."
Although I suspected she was keeping a secret from me lately, I waited until she was ready to tell me. She sat on the sofa as I said, and we got down to business that we needed to discuss. I wouldn't know how she would take the news, but I did need to discuss it. I gulped before I spoke.
Konrad Raab: "Look, I know the rules; you told me I shouldn't attempt to burn people, but I can't abide by not doing so this week. The reason being as you know the story all too well, she's the reason why I started playing with fire."
Ginny Raab: "Konrad, you know what will happen if you start do.........."
Konrad Raab: "With Kandis, I don't give a fuck if I get suspended because the way I've been wanting to do this for nine months, she deserves every ounce of pain she'll get. I'm not justified with this being a regular match, either. This regular match seems too fucking soft of a punishment for what I want to do."
Ginny Raab: "I understand you built this Burned in Blood stuff around your anger for Kandis; I knew that was the case, but please, don't."
This was why I didn't want a manager because I knew she would disagree with the decision of my actual intent when she returned in the first place. I shook my head because I felt I needed to do what I had to do to Kandis. I banged my fist on the wooden table.
Konrad Raab: "I can't believe we disagree on this. Ginny, I'm asking you for one time to let me burn her. Because of the hell she's put me through, on top of me being unable to be in tag matches with Dakon and Ludvig because I need to fucking end her once and for all. I need to burn the bitch because she loves showing off her body so much that she needs to feel my pain of her agreeing with Drake calling me dead weight and feeling she forgets I was in The Jackals team. Just allow me one fucking time to do it, and then after that, I'll obey your rules."
Ginny Raab: "I understand. But for me to agree, you need to sign a contract which, luckily, I brought with me that I'll agree for you to do this once because I know she's caused you to be outraged. I get the papers out of the bag, and you sign it. After it's signed, I will let you burn her once."
She went to get the papers out of the bag, and I felt terrible for being aggressive with my tone of voice with Ginny because the match with Kandis had been a long time coming and all that pain and suffering I felt still held onto me. I got a pen from the welcome pack me and Jasmine got given when we came here, and I signed it.
Konrad Raab: "I'd advise you to stay in the back, and you give that advice to Dakon and Ludvig. You three will not be needed with what I'll do to her, and I want to talk to you, Dakon and Ludvig at some point on team business."
Ginny Raab: "I understand. Say no more, Konrad, just one time; I will let you do what you have to do with Kandis, but only because I feel you will move on, and the wins and losses factor for you may not matter because regardless of the result, you will win either way of being able to move on and focus on growing the team."
Konrad Raab: "Well, that's partly what I want to discuss next week. Anyway, my focus is on Kandis. I signed the contract to allow me this one time to burn this fucking whore because her body is the thing that's giving her attention. Thank you for eventually understanding why I wanted to do this."
We hugged since she was my niece after all, and then she left the house, knowing she knew I had a new loved one in my life, and I knew she needed to meet Jasmine and vice versa, considering they were the same age roughly, although Jasmine is two years older. After the long hug, Ginny left the hired apartment, and I sat to watch TV until Jasmine returned home with food I told her to buy and to get things for herself as well.
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Time to end things once and for all to unleash the anger I've been holding back against you, Kandis, cos you're fucked blog (Online)
"Nine months, Nine fucking months since you returned. I've been waiting to beat the living shit out of you, Kandis. Because ever since you agreed with Drake of calling me dead weight, I've wanted to hurt you, and no, I'm not going to respect you; I'm not going to congratulate you on a title win against Selena Frost. In fact, it's a travesty you won that title, knowing you'll be whoring your body off like a whore you are. I'm sorry, but you're that, and you seem to be fucking proud of it, especially that sex tape you exposed yourself doing. Your marriage with Tommy Valentine is a fucking joke. There is no way in hell you love that man, the way you go and sleep nearly half of the roster because they think you're attractive.
You're the most ugliest bitch I've ever come across in my life as a professional wrestler. You're attitude, and your body as a whole is full of plastic. Don't tell me that you're mad about me attacking you, knowing you've got away from me not doing this to you for so fucking long. Not to mention, whenever you speak about The Jackals, you always leave me out, like I'm a piece of garbage. Like me, being in the team never mattered, nor ever happened. But it did, and it only shows what a horrible stank you are.
This match is too fucking soft to what I demand to have; you deserve to be in an underground rules match with me because the ton of hell I want to explode on you is more than you'll ever fucking know. If you want to claim I ran you over with the car, go ahead, but I never attacked you because you're the champion. I don't give a fuck about winning that title from you, as it was never the reason why I struck you, and you know it wasn't.
Of course, you sought revenge on me, but you've done enough revenge on me by agreeing with Drake I'm dead weight. Do you know how much for months that fucking affected me? A god damn lot, and I was lost on what the fuck I do with my career until I was put in the deathmatch division, and it's been a vital thing I needed to get all the anger and pain out that you, Drake and Tommy caused me.
Everything you have seen from me with the clothes, the nickname and the fire addiction revolves around what I want to do to you. I literally fucking mean this when I will do everything to do this to you because you fucking deserve it. Still, I will attempt to burn your fucking body, and by making this an Underground match, I will bust you wide open. I will brutalise and beat the living shit out of you because I fucking hate how much you affected my entire life. I can't move to team with Dakon and Ludvig because of what you did, and it took me a lot to agree with being in tag teams again cos of you.
I hated them because of you. You can say I caused shit on Twitter in the past, and I did, but it's because you never once stood up for me or cared for me because you're entitled. Honestly, nothing will piss me off more than you bitching and complaining about me attacking you because you fucked around with me; you haven't found out just how capable I am of ending your pathetic title run that, quite frankly, you've done jackshit for, and the rumbles are purely based on luck, not the actual talent you have.
What I had with Minerva meant fucking everything to me, and of course, she left to deal with other things, but to forget I was part of a deadly force and to throw me out like I was a dead weight to the team like I didn't do most of the work for the team, it only showed you're disloyalty to the team and me. You never cared for teaming with Tommy or Drake; you used them for sex. Drake was the worst wrestler in that team because what did he achieve since he was here? Fuck all because he quit like a bitch.
Tommy may have won all the titles here. Still, he quit wrestling like a bitch also because of what, an injury, something I know you also had before I had a chance to get my hands on you. Still, you didn't just quit because of an injury; you knew you couldn't beat the champion, and the pressure got too much for you to bust your knee, something I will take full fucking measure with of re-injuring again because you deserve it.
And you fucking know you do. You can't get yourself out of this mess you caused from day fucking one, Kandis. As I said, go ahead and make claims I was in a car, which I wasn't because I was in Turkey that day, dealing with earthquake damage that happened over there in February, along with training a future talent who comes from Turkey that will be apart of the team sooner than later after he has a few matches in an indy company in Atlanta. It took me fucking years to get to where I am now. Years of damage and hell you caused me for two years, and only now I can give that back to you.
Again, this should've been an Underground rules match, and to be honest, I don't give a fuck if I win or lose this match and if I win, I don't give a fuck if I have to face you for that piece of tin, the point is I will do everything I have to do to make you taste your blood, I will most importantly do something you love about yourself that you will turn yourself hating and change your pathetic gimmick you got going for you, burning your fucking body.
I want you to deal with all the emotional pain and suffering I had to go through because of you. I will inflict it on your body psychically. I will smash you over the fucking head with a weapon, and I will use my mace to make you be nothing more than a fucking cripple with your knee I will inflict because you already fucked around with me two years ago, so your whole fuck around, find out shit is irrelevant. I wanted you to fuck around, and I want to find out what you'll do to me, just as I've already fucked around with you, but you haven't found out the extent of the damage I will do to you.
I still remember the look on your face, along with Ace at the time, how legitimately scared you were during the battle royal for titles when I brought fire on a two-by-four, and my intent then was to burn you, and it's no different now. Because of everything I've said and what you've done affected me a fucking lot with my entire life, including wrestling. When I'm done with you, win or lose, I will win because I can move on with my life and be in tag team matches again, which I have to do to move on from the pain I still suffer and can't overcome.
But unlike you told Asher Hayes to ask to face you, I've been asking to face you for the last nine months, and you ignored my requests, so you can cross that off your list. You're in a world of hell when you face me because I will be the evilest bastard you've ever encountered in the wrestling ring in your entire life since I've improved a lot as a wrestler now, and everything I've done to Ace, you will suffer the same consequences, but a lot worse and far more damage. I'm going to make sure you're not able to fight Asher as much as I'm not a fan of him for your title because of the damage I want to cause you when our match gets changed to Underground rules.
I'm not settling for a bullshit regular match with you as I would have with other opponents. It's not enough hell I want to do to you, and you know that because you affected me from advancing after agreeing after all the hard work, I did more than the useless plastic ass you have, and I'll take something away from you, your entire body looks. I envision how different things will be for you when your body is set alight with being burned with flames, and hearing you scream in pain will be the best music I'll ever hear in my ears. I will record you screaming in pain, and I will also record seeing you have burned and your blood spilt in the ring with my own hands.
Because I'm a silent wrestler now, and everything you see, I've written, not a word of my own fucking mouth. You will be hurt, fucked and done for because nobody will ever say to me that I'll find out when you fuck around with me. Tonight, all of this bullshit will be over, and I can't fucking wait to get the weight lifted off my shoulders from the emotional damage you've done to me and start being a lot happier.
You're fucked in the worst way imaginable, and you know it, you fucking whore. Kandis fucking and sleeping with wrestlers and showing herself off in underwear will be a thing of the past due to the severe burns she'll suffer from the hands of me. Enjoy the beatings you'll receive from me Kandis because I know I will. I know I will enjoy smashing your head and body into weapons and most importantly, enjoy hearing you scream, seeing blemishes of blood and burns all over your body because you're the reason why I'm Burned In Blood because it revolves around you."
I sent Jasmine to get me a few things to go out shopping while doing some skateboarding. I wanted to talk to Ginny alone about this match since Jasmine had nothing to do with professional wrestling. However, Jasmine now knows the story I told her on Monday, why this match with Kandis was essential and how it would change things a bit more with everything. Now, while I would go and agree with the rules she set out, because this was a woman who was far different from every other opponent I faced of what she'd done with almost destroying my career and knowing where to go in SCW at the time, along with agreeing with Drake calling me dead weight, I needed to talk to her about it.
I'll even go as far as asking SCW bosses to make the match Underground rules style. Because this solos match seems too much of a leeway for her crimes that she did were so much more severe than for a regular match, and she deserves way more harm than anyone I've ever fought in SCW, I've not had that feeling since Jason Helms all those years ago. Anyway, I invited her to my hired apartment, and she rang the doorbell. I went to the door and answered it as I knew it was Ginny at the door since Jasmine had a key, and we shook hands before I closed the door, although she noticed that there were two plates out instead of one and the two cinema tickets.
Ginny Raab: "I didn't know you had company."
Konrad Raab: "She's not just company, Ginny, she's my lady friend."
Ginny Raab: "What?"
Konrad Raab: "Yeah. I recently met a lady friend at the Wrestlestock Festival from another company named Jasmine Williams. She's a wonderful girl. Although very busy at the moment, qualifying for the Olympics because she's a professional skateboarder, very famous."
Ginny Raab: "I did not know that, and I don't know why you didn't tell me."
Konrad Raab: "Because it's still fairly new. However, I didn't ask you to come over for that, not even close. So, sit on the sofa and talk about something much more relevant. Don't worry; I sent her out to do shopping since she's not a wrestler to be involved in our discussions so we can have a private chat."
Although I suspected she was keeping a secret from me lately, I waited until she was ready to tell me. She sat on the sofa as I said, and we got down to business that we needed to discuss. I wouldn't know how she would take the news, but I did need to discuss it. I gulped before I spoke.
Konrad Raab: "Look, I know the rules; you told me I shouldn't attempt to burn people, but I can't abide by not doing so this week. The reason being as you know the story all too well, she's the reason why I started playing with fire."
Ginny Raab: "Konrad, you know what will happen if you start do.........."
Konrad Raab: "With Kandis, I don't give a fuck if I get suspended because the way I've been wanting to do this for nine months, she deserves every ounce of pain she'll get. I'm not justified with this being a regular match, either. This regular match seems too fucking soft of a punishment for what I want to do."
Ginny Raab: "I understand you built this Burned in Blood stuff around your anger for Kandis; I knew that was the case, but please, don't."
This was why I didn't want a manager because I knew she would disagree with the decision of my actual intent when she returned in the first place. I shook my head because I felt I needed to do what I had to do to Kandis. I banged my fist on the wooden table.
Konrad Raab: "I can't believe we disagree on this. Ginny, I'm asking you for one time to let me burn her. Because of the hell she's put me through, on top of me being unable to be in tag matches with Dakon and Ludvig because I need to fucking end her once and for all. I need to burn the bitch because she loves showing off her body so much that she needs to feel my pain of her agreeing with Drake calling me dead weight and feeling she forgets I was in The Jackals team. Just allow me one fucking time to do it, and then after that, I'll obey your rules."
Ginny Raab: "I understand. But for me to agree, you need to sign a contract which, luckily, I brought with me that I'll agree for you to do this once because I know she's caused you to be outraged. I get the papers out of the bag, and you sign it. After it's signed, I will let you burn her once."
She went to get the papers out of the bag, and I felt terrible for being aggressive with my tone of voice with Ginny because the match with Kandis had been a long time coming and all that pain and suffering I felt still held onto me. I got a pen from the welcome pack me and Jasmine got given when we came here, and I signed it.
Konrad Raab: "I'd advise you to stay in the back, and you give that advice to Dakon and Ludvig. You three will not be needed with what I'll do to her, and I want to talk to you, Dakon and Ludvig at some point on team business."
Ginny Raab: "I understand. Say no more, Konrad, just one time; I will let you do what you have to do with Kandis, but only because I feel you will move on, and the wins and losses factor for you may not matter because regardless of the result, you will win either way of being able to move on and focus on growing the team."
Konrad Raab: "Well, that's partly what I want to discuss next week. Anyway, my focus is on Kandis. I signed the contract to allow me this one time to burn this fucking whore because her body is the thing that's giving her attention. Thank you for eventually understanding why I wanted to do this."
We hugged since she was my niece after all, and then she left the house, knowing she knew I had a new loved one in my life, and I knew she needed to meet Jasmine and vice versa, considering they were the same age roughly, although Jasmine is two years older. After the long hug, Ginny left the hired apartment, and I sat to watch TV until Jasmine returned home with food I told her to buy and to get things for herself as well.
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Time to end things once and for all to unleash the anger I've been holding back against you, Kandis, cos you're fucked blog (Online)
"Nine months, Nine fucking months since you returned. I've been waiting to beat the living shit out of you, Kandis. Because ever since you agreed with Drake of calling me dead weight, I've wanted to hurt you, and no, I'm not going to respect you; I'm not going to congratulate you on a title win against Selena Frost. In fact, it's a travesty you won that title, knowing you'll be whoring your body off like a whore you are. I'm sorry, but you're that, and you seem to be fucking proud of it, especially that sex tape you exposed yourself doing. Your marriage with Tommy Valentine is a fucking joke. There is no way in hell you love that man, the way you go and sleep nearly half of the roster because they think you're attractive.
You're the most ugliest bitch I've ever come across in my life as a professional wrestler. You're attitude, and your body as a whole is full of plastic. Don't tell me that you're mad about me attacking you, knowing you've got away from me not doing this to you for so fucking long. Not to mention, whenever you speak about The Jackals, you always leave me out, like I'm a piece of garbage. Like me, being in the team never mattered, nor ever happened. But it did, and it only shows what a horrible stank you are.
This match is too fucking soft to what I demand to have; you deserve to be in an underground rules match with me because the ton of hell I want to explode on you is more than you'll ever fucking know. If you want to claim I ran you over with the car, go ahead, but I never attacked you because you're the champion. I don't give a fuck about winning that title from you, as it was never the reason why I struck you, and you know it wasn't.
Of course, you sought revenge on me, but you've done enough revenge on me by agreeing with Drake I'm dead weight. Do you know how much for months that fucking affected me? A god damn lot, and I was lost on what the fuck I do with my career until I was put in the deathmatch division, and it's been a vital thing I needed to get all the anger and pain out that you, Drake and Tommy caused me.
Everything you have seen from me with the clothes, the nickname and the fire addiction revolves around what I want to do to you. I literally fucking mean this when I will do everything to do this to you because you fucking deserve it. Still, I will attempt to burn your fucking body, and by making this an Underground match, I will bust you wide open. I will brutalise and beat the living shit out of you because I fucking hate how much you affected my entire life. I can't move to team with Dakon and Ludvig because of what you did, and it took me a lot to agree with being in tag teams again cos of you.
I hated them because of you. You can say I caused shit on Twitter in the past, and I did, but it's because you never once stood up for me or cared for me because you're entitled. Honestly, nothing will piss me off more than you bitching and complaining about me attacking you because you fucked around with me; you haven't found out just how capable I am of ending your pathetic title run that, quite frankly, you've done jackshit for, and the rumbles are purely based on luck, not the actual talent you have.
What I had with Minerva meant fucking everything to me, and of course, she left to deal with other things, but to forget I was part of a deadly force and to throw me out like I was a dead weight to the team like I didn't do most of the work for the team, it only showed you're disloyalty to the team and me. You never cared for teaming with Tommy or Drake; you used them for sex. Drake was the worst wrestler in that team because what did he achieve since he was here? Fuck all because he quit like a bitch.
Tommy may have won all the titles here. Still, he quit wrestling like a bitch also because of what, an injury, something I know you also had before I had a chance to get my hands on you. Still, you didn't just quit because of an injury; you knew you couldn't beat the champion, and the pressure got too much for you to bust your knee, something I will take full fucking measure with of re-injuring again because you deserve it.
And you fucking know you do. You can't get yourself out of this mess you caused from day fucking one, Kandis. As I said, go ahead and make claims I was in a car, which I wasn't because I was in Turkey that day, dealing with earthquake damage that happened over there in February, along with training a future talent who comes from Turkey that will be apart of the team sooner than later after he has a few matches in an indy company in Atlanta. It took me fucking years to get to where I am now. Years of damage and hell you caused me for two years, and only now I can give that back to you.
Again, this should've been an Underground rules match, and to be honest, I don't give a fuck if I win or lose this match and if I win, I don't give a fuck if I have to face you for that piece of tin, the point is I will do everything I have to do to make you taste your blood, I will most importantly do something you love about yourself that you will turn yourself hating and change your pathetic gimmick you got going for you, burning your fucking body.
I want you to deal with all the emotional pain and suffering I had to go through because of you. I will inflict it on your body psychically. I will smash you over the fucking head with a weapon, and I will use my mace to make you be nothing more than a fucking cripple with your knee I will inflict because you already fucked around with me two years ago, so your whole fuck around, find out shit is irrelevant. I wanted you to fuck around, and I want to find out what you'll do to me, just as I've already fucked around with you, but you haven't found out the extent of the damage I will do to you.
I still remember the look on your face, along with Ace at the time, how legitimately scared you were during the battle royal for titles when I brought fire on a two-by-four, and my intent then was to burn you, and it's no different now. Because of everything I've said and what you've done affected me a fucking lot with my entire life, including wrestling. When I'm done with you, win or lose, I will win because I can move on with my life and be in tag team matches again, which I have to do to move on from the pain I still suffer and can't overcome.
But unlike you told Asher Hayes to ask to face you, I've been asking to face you for the last nine months, and you ignored my requests, so you can cross that off your list. You're in a world of hell when you face me because I will be the evilest bastard you've ever encountered in the wrestling ring in your entire life since I've improved a lot as a wrestler now, and everything I've done to Ace, you will suffer the same consequences, but a lot worse and far more damage. I'm going to make sure you're not able to fight Asher as much as I'm not a fan of him for your title because of the damage I want to cause you when our match gets changed to Underground rules.
I'm not settling for a bullshit regular match with you as I would have with other opponents. It's not enough hell I want to do to you, and you know that because you affected me from advancing after agreeing after all the hard work, I did more than the useless plastic ass you have, and I'll take something away from you, your entire body looks. I envision how different things will be for you when your body is set alight with being burned with flames, and hearing you scream in pain will be the best music I'll ever hear in my ears. I will record you screaming in pain, and I will also record seeing you have burned and your blood spilt in the ring with my own hands.
Because I'm a silent wrestler now, and everything you see, I've written, not a word of my own fucking mouth. You will be hurt, fucked and done for because nobody will ever say to me that I'll find out when you fuck around with me. Tonight, all of this bullshit will be over, and I can't fucking wait to get the weight lifted off my shoulders from the emotional damage you've done to me and start being a lot happier.
You're fucked in the worst way imaginable, and you know it, you fucking whore. Kandis fucking and sleeping with wrestlers and showing herself off in underwear will be a thing of the past due to the severe burns she'll suffer from the hands of me. Enjoy the beatings you'll receive from me Kandis because I know I will. I know I will enjoy smashing your head and body into weapons and most importantly, enjoy hearing you scream, seeing blemishes of blood and burns all over your body because you're the reason why I'm Burned In Blood because it revolves around you."
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