HERE IS THE FINALE OF THE GREAT STORY OF BITCHY BITCH AND SOYCUCK McFAGGOT AND HOW YOU WANT TO SNAP YOUR GAME DISK!!
Oh boy what a wild ride the few last chapters are, and not because it's fun or strange, but because is a never ending course of rage inducing momments of being beaten and shat by MMA Bimbo over and over and over and over and over tempted to post the Moral Orel scene. Samoa Joe works for her to beat Soycuck and has some bionic arm, but it's so shit nobody really cares.
So let's continue. MMA Bimbo suddenly gives up her job as General Manager to become a wrestler, then acts like if she was Soycuck's friend just to help Samoa Joe beat you in a scripted event, so no matter like always how do you perform your fight, you'll be treated like a bitch even after defeating the undertaker TWO times, but I guess these writers are saying a fat hawaiian with a shitty arm prop is more powerful than the fucking Undertaker. Bitchy, on the other hand, keeps being punked, bullied and humilliated by MMA Bimbo so much you start feeling bad for her, because nothing that you do matters.
Bitchy tries to get back the Divas championship but Bimbo already has claimed it just to spite her, and even after a constant humilliation and degradation Bitchy manages to get the title... just to be blackmailed by Bimbo because she discovers that you made the fake letter of Soycuck's dead parents. She is forced to not only renounce to the title but quit the WWE, and Bitchy ask the question everyone wonders. "Why yo do this?" And you know what? you get no answer, just Bimbo being a psycopath slut. When learning that Bitchy was going to quit the WWE, Soycuck couldn't be a better simp and also quit, just to be called a few weeks later to be given the honour of being in the WWE Hall of Fame, and that's where the flashback ends.
Back in the ceremony some actors pretending to be Soycuck's parents come to give fake hopes to him just to suddenly have Bimbo reveal everything, how his parents are dead, how Bitchy made the fake letter and all that just out of spite, and when Soycuck grow some balls and had enouth of Bitchy we couldn't even have that, because fat hawaiian bitch comes out of nowhere and once again oneshots you and Bitchy has to fight with every rival she got in her career to save him, and still be punked out.
After being beaten and humilliated in the Hall of Fame event I was about to just lose it. For even less school shootings started. In the motel room Bitchy and Soycuck are sad and wounded, so she barely even ask for forgiveness and Soycuck, like the fucking simp he is, just go "Hm... you lied to me for over 20 years making me believe my parents were still alive, but sure, let's be friends once again!". After that you can fight both Bimbo and Samoa with your position in the Hall of Fame at risk, everyone supports you even if they say you have no chance and then the fight starts... which are only 5 minutes of some roughting up before you get a cutscene where Soycuck and Bitchy make a shitty submission hold and they easily give up. In previous games, even if you were punked over and over, you were given the satisfaction of destroying your nemesis' bodies and leave them bloody while crawling on the floor as you celebrate your victory in wrestlemania, but not this time, they can just walk away like if that is any compensation of the fucking rage building after so many hours of scripted events treating you like a bitch and a pussy.
The biggest problem wasn't that they walked away, but that they were walking to begin with. This has been an infurating journey I don't want to repeat and makes me wonder if the writters of this shit were bullies in highschool, because noone who had been bully could make shit like that without triggering some weird PTSD.
So now what? play the universe mode? make more wrestler to fill your own league? I'm not even sure because the game drained me. And fuck the creation community just posting the same scanned crappy copyrighted wrestling logos and thousands of recreations of shitty wrestlers from some independent league. I'm looking for people's original wrestler creations to hire into my league, but I guess people don't like imagining things anymore.
This game felt like I was raped, leaving me nothing but hate and sorrow and I wish whoever is responsible of this to get cursed.