The Condron Chronicles

[cero2k]

it's a new video series from CHIKARA, an interview with Kevin Condron

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[Big Red Machine]

This guy is the only good thing currently happening in CHIKARA. I'm sure the Nazmaldun stuff will turn out fine, but at the moment, this is the only good thing that is actually happening.

[cero2k]

This guy is the only good thing currently happening in CHIKARA. I'm sure the Nazmaldun stuff will turn out fine, but at the moment, this is the only good thing that is actually happening.

I'm still liking what i've seen from the BDK, but surely they're not but a shadow of what was once a great stable, everything going around with tecnicos sounds boring as hell.

[Big Red Machine]

Here's a bit more background in a recent blog:

Blog: Kevin Condron (8.3.15)

I assumed that by now I would've been granted a team for this year's King of Trios tournament. Perhaps it was wrong of me to assume that I would. I mean all season...my entire career I have been over-looked.

My peers at the Wrestle Factory deemed me too sensitive to make it. Even my GHM partners called me "snowflake" on occasion. I have never truly had the respect of our locker room. But when I win King of Trios...that's when everything will be different.

I've spent the majority of my life in group homes. I've never had a true, honest to goodness family. Those boxes of CHIKARA DVD's delivered to the Children's Home of Easton became the only family I ever knew.

Since then, every single mentor I've had here, has let me down. But now, I am the mentor. And my "Battleborn" are no longer your cannon fodder. We are no longer your expendable pawns. March us to the front lines and we will turn 180 degrees then fire on you.

I vow to win King of Trios not for vanity or for gold, but for the platform that it provides. Once I prove my team's worth at CHIKARA's largest event of all time, you will have no choice but to pay attention to me. Then, I will end the cycle of forgiveness that exists in the CHIKARAverse.

So Director Quackenbush, I urge you, let me, let us compete. Please. I respect you, I respect your rules and I always have. All we want is a fair shot like the rest of our peers. I know that we've had our differences and growing pains have really done a number on me, but I can be better, Director, I know I can.

Show the people that you respect healthy competition. Don't let the people say that "Mike Quackenbush held Kevin Condron back," prove them wrong, Director!

Sincerely and truly,
Kevin Michael Condron

[Big Red Machine]

From Condron's Tumblr, after his murder of Orbit Adventure Ant:

Demons - A Confession

“Seems the luck I’ve had can make a good man turn bad.”

Every day of my life I fight demons. We all fight our own demons whether they are unemployment, poverty, drugs, alcohol, mental illness, all of the above, just one of the above, or something different entirely.

I have spent my entire life searching for answers. Who am I? Why am I here? How did I get here? Who were my parents? What is my purpose?

The only family I have ever known is dead. The only brother I’ve ever known, Hallowicked, is fighting, or perhaps feeding his own actual demons.

Growing up, I didn’t idolize Batman. I idolized the kid who dressed up like a cow, then a meal, and became a household name with stitches on his face. I chose to idolize Dasher Hatfield as a hero and at the end of the day, he made a choice too. He chose to watch me, watch them die, helplessly.

I idolized a peer. I watched as a man younger than I overcame his own adversity and became a star. He watched me watch my friends die too.

I watched as Icarus put away his ugliness. He rose above and became our bringer of light. He showed CHIKARA the way. Then he too, became a murderer.

This past Sunday, they did it again. They watched me kill Orbit Adventure Ant. We never even knew his name. I gave them plenty of time, didn’t I? I tried to fight it. I KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING. I was piloting the ship… wasn’t I? I TRIED WITH EVERYTHING I HAD TO DO SOMETHING, ANYTHING ELSE. I didn’t want to believe that they would let me go through with it. Alas, here we are.

Every hero I’ve ever had has either let me down or left me hanging. So I tried to be my own hero. Kid Cyclone was a miserable failure. A version of me who only wanted to do good and ended up with the exact opposite result.

They say to question everything. They say to be yourself. I tried that too and Kevin Condron was ridiculed. Made fun of. Bullied, even. Seen as a joke and laughed at all the way.

We all involuntarily walk a fine line between good and evil. One misstep and you could get stuck on one side or the other forever. Thunderfrog killed Tursas. Eddie killed Callux. Icarus killed Deucalion. Even Quack ended CombatANT’s career.

For some reason, the CHIKARA fan base still brings them brownies. They still build statues for these murderers. They still take photos of them. Why? Is this who you truly are? Are our lives a game to you? Is murder really forgivable as long as you deem it just?

Last Saturday night, Sidney Bakabella had his head taken off by Oleg the Usurper. You people lined up to take photos with his corpse. You threw money at him. It was a spectacle. A joke, even. It is almost as if you all believe that “murder is fun when we feel that someone deserves it!”

Did Orbit Adventure Ant deserve to die? No. But wasn’t he a part of the faction who actively tried to kill the only thing I have ever loved, CHIKARA? His cohorts tried and succeeded in taking from me the only family I have ever known. He spent years trying to end careers. Did you watch Ashes? Did you see he and his friends poison and kidnap Jervis? Do you know or care what they did to him thereafter? Did you see them try to burn down the WrestleFactory with Worker Ant still inside?

He never once atoned for what he did or even showed signs of remorse. What’s worse is that you forgot about Orbit’s past and resolved yourself to smile at his cute, light-up space helmet. You chanted his name. You revered him as a hero.

Even as I squeezed his throat and held him high above my head, I could not accept that I was capable of murder. It was as if I was watching some awful, ugly version of me do something grisly just to prove a point. Is that who I have become?

When I was 15, a kid who was more like a brother to me, Frankie, hung himself from the drop ceiling in his basement. A few months later, a girl that I liked did roughly the same thing. They found her with claw marks on her neck. Up until her very last moments, she was crying out for help and no one heard her. Why didn’t I say anything? Why didn’t I act? What stopped me from doing more? These questions have haunted me for my entire life.

I have been crying out for help for years now and I have been met with ridicule. “You just want attention.”

No, I desperately need your attention.

But I don’t have health insurance. I can’t afford a doctor anymore. I have bulging discs in my back and you cheer when Mr. Touchdown gives me a spinning back-breaker. You smile when AJ Styles smashes my face with a flying elbow. I don’t have a family to listen to me or true friends to help ease my pain. They are dead, absentee or were never there in the first place. I only have a Troll who behaves more like an abused dog and spends most of the day sobbing or cowering.

I am all alone.

As for the ones who do try to get close to me, I abuse them. I step on their shine. I break their hearts. Why? Is it because I am a bad person? Or is it some subconscious, pre-emptive way of dealing with the eventual disappointment that they will cause me? Everyone I have ever known has let me down. It is all I know. Is this the way I’ve taught myself to handle it?

I am not a hero, I can’t even save myself. But perhaps I was never meant to be saved? Perhaps I should just give in and let the ugliness take over? Perhaps I should indulge my weaknesses and find new strengths in the deeper, darker regions of my soul?

I don’t know.

To Arctic Rescue Ant, whatever your name is, I am sorry. I felt out of body when I did what I did. It’s like, for the first time in my life I let go and when I came to, chaos was all around me. I am sorry that I took your friend from you. I am sorry that I made my pain, your pain.

I don’t think I’m strong enough to fight it anymore. Indulging the ugliness that clings to my soul is all I have left.

I draw my strength from you. Your positivity. Your kind words. Your support. But because of some invisible, unwritten, universal system of laws that appears to be in place, you continue to ridicule me. Is that what kayfabe is?

As wrestlers, we talk about it like it is a myth. Something that doesn’t exist. How can our actions not be perceived as real? How can you cheer one and chide another for the very same action? Aren’t your feelings real? Isn’t the emotion that you carry with you real? Are my tears fake? Is my pain fake?

We guffaw over such a thing. An invisible force that dictates our actions, thoughts, feelings. How absurd! It is like a trope of fantasy that people can’t or shouldn’t believe in. But here we are.

I’m sorry that I wasn’t better.

[cero2k]

that was really really good, and really really dark. this is the kind of thing that i've been missing from chikara, these posts that allow me to get more into the mind and thoughts of the wrestlers.

i loved this part. didn't know Thunderfrog had killed Tursas. it's really dark that so many guys have DIED in chikara, to a point where i can see them having to use time travel to bring some of them back, but i hope they don't and they just make death something real for the fans to realize that what is happening is not something to take lightly. man, i missed this chikara

We all involuntarily walk a fine line between good and evil. One misstep and you could get stuck on one side or the other forever. Thunderfrog killed Tursas. Eddie killed Callux. Icarus killed Deucalion. Even Quack ended CombatANT’s career.

For some reason, the CHIKARA fan base still brings them brownies. They still build statues for these murderers. They still take photos of them. Why? Is this who you truly are? Are our lives a game to you? Is murder really forgivable as long as you deem it just?

Last Saturday night, Sidney Bakabella had his head taken off by Oleg the Usurper. You people lined up to take photos with his corpse. You threw money at him. It was a spectacle. A joke, even. It is almost as if you all believe that “murder is fun when we feel that someone deserves it!”

[Big Red Machine]

didn't know Thunderfrog had killed Tursas.

That was how they established that his Hammer of Peace or whatever could kill someone, setting up for it to be used by Icarus to kil Deucalion.

Another theory I've heard is that Deucalion was Condron's time-traveling future-self.

[cero2k]

didn't know Thunderfrog had killed Tursas.

That was how they established that his Hammer of Peace or whatever could kill someone, setting up for it to be used by Icarus to kil Deucalion.

Another theory I've heard is that Deucalion was Condron's time-traveling future-self.

oh ok, i missed that, always kinda knew the hammer was strong, so i wasn't surprised when Icarus used it. See, that's the type of thing that blogs used to explain so awesomely.

that Condron/Deucalion idea is really interesting, and I can totally see it. I'd love to see what would Condron's character would go through if he finds that out

[Big Red Machine]

didn't know Thunderfrog had killed Tursas.

That was how they established that his Hammer of Peace or whatever could kill someone, setting up for it to be used by Icarus to kil Deucalion.

Another theory I've heard is that Deucalion was Condron's time-traveling future-self.

oh ok, i missed that, always kinda knew the hammer was strong, so i wasn't surprised when Icarus used it. See, that's the type of thing that blogs used to explain so awesomely.

that Condron/Deucalion idea is really interesting, and I can totally see it. I'd love to see what would Condron's character would go through if he finds that out

Sounds like a classic predestination paradox, so assume they'd do everyone's favorite variation on the predestination paradox and have Condron attempt to ensure that he never becomes Deucalion... which would, of course actually set him down the path that results in him becoming Deucalion.

[cero2k]

Sounds like a classic predestination paradox, so assume they'd do everyone's favorite variation on the predestination paradox and have Condron attempt to ensure that he never becomes Deucalion... which would, of course actually set him down the path that results in him becoming Deucalion.

that's what I was thinking, but in terms of wanting to avoid being killed by Icarus, so Condron tries to kill Icarus

[Big Red Machine]

Sounds like a classic predestination paradox, so assume they'd do everyone's favorite variation on the predestination paradox and have Condron attempt to ensure that he never becomes Deucalion... which would, of course actually set him down the path that results in him becoming Deucalion.

that's what I was thinking, but in terms of wanting to avoid being killed by Icarus, so Condron tries to kill Icarus

See... I don't think Condron is afraid of death at all. I think he is MUCH more afraid of turning into a monster like Deucalion and therefore would want to protect Icarus to ensure that Icarus will be able to kill him when the time comes.

[Big Red Machine]

So... Condron debuted his "snowflake" persona last weekend. He dresses like an exotico and apparently speaks in a British accent. Both of those were utterly terrible ideas.

[cero2k]

So... Condron debuted his "snowflake" persona last weekend. He dresses like an exotico and apparently speaks in a British accent. Both of those were utterly terrible ideas.

all weekend i was hoping this was just some kind of joke

[KILLdozer]

So people get "killed' here. Interesting.

[cero2k]

So people get "killed' here. Interesting.

indeed, annoying some times since they've killed some characters that i liked