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Post by Vinny Falcone on May 1, 2011 22:47:43 GMT -5
You 3 RP here.
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Post by "The Enforcer" Ric Blanchard on May 3, 2011 14:31:54 GMT -5
(We return to "The Office" where Ric Blanchard is in the basement in the gym working out, when in walks Mr. Freeman & Chris Hawk whom just gotten back from dinner.)
Mr. Freeman - So how you feeling Ric?
Ric Blanchard - I've been better.
Mr. Freeman - I know man, it's tough.
Ric Blanchard - You don't know the half of it.
Chris Hawk - Personally Ric I'm in shock. The three of us have been friends for damn near 20yrs, and a few nights in jail this?
Ric Blanchard - Yeah it's crazy. I never knew this would happen.
Mr. Freeman - So what exactly is in the court papers.
Ric Blanchard - Long story short, he wants the company.
Chris Hawk - Did you guys go half on the money and then you offer himf half the company and he took less?
Ric Blanchard - Exactly. Claiming it was my dream and he's only helping and took less percent of the company. Now he wants it all.
Chris Hawk - Not right.
Mr. Freeman - Honestly Ric I think you'll do fine in court. Long before Leroy came along you had all the peprwork in order. As a matter of fact you own the building out right. Leroy only fronted, remember that word, fronted the money to help get the inside together. So if anything he owns a few bar stools and tables.
Ric Blanchard - Yeah something I'll need to payback if I lose this court battle.
Mr. Freeman - Well doesn't the GWA pay you well?
Ric Blanchard - Yes, but with my life, bills and other odds and ends I'm always tapped. I know what I need.
Chris Hawk - What's that?
Ric Blanchard - GWA Gold. Being a champion pays so much more. Hell of all the singles title the TV Title is the lowest, but even that fool Badass Brian understands it's value as it's filling his pocket.
Mr. Freeman - How much do you know?
Ric Blanchard - Not exactly, but I'm sure he makes triple or more then me.
Mr. Freeman - DAMN!
Ric Blanchard - But if I want to do what I want I need to get focused. I'm facing Stardust and the World champion in Tsunami this week. And we're in Tsunami's home town of Japan
Mr. Freeman - You gave that big man a good run this past week.
Ric Blanchard - Yeah, but a good run isn't enough, wins are what matter.
Chris Hawk - I know you can beat him.
Ric Blanchard - I hope so. In this business though size does matter and well I'm one of the smallest on the roster.
Chris Hawk - Yeah Grilled Cheese is the smallest, then it's you and Brian Magnum.
Ric Blanchard - And Magnum has lost twice to him as well or something like that.
Mr. Freeman - Well I guess we should leave you to train.
Chris Hawk - I agree.
Ric Blanchard - Thanks guys. We'll talk later.
(The scene ends as Hawk and Freeman leave while Blanchard gets back to training.)
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Post by Stardust on May 7, 2011 10:48:26 GMT -5
{A personal update. Chase and I are back together. We just needed time to sort through this whole mess and we did. Now I am overseeing her workout in the gym. Why? Rumor has it that GWA is planning a division for the ladies. Chase wants in and I am intent on training her. When it is not me. It's somebody I trust. No not Dr. X and Pedro, they got their hands full with El Loco Hombre Jr.]
{I admit the whole Russell issue is still out there and probably will never die down. But I got to not focus on that. That has been what got me into this losing slump. Well at the PPV. I wasn't even allowed into the match. Not allowed a title shot. It's cool. I need to get back to basics anyway.]
{Draft went down. I heard about through the grapevine. I left the arena once I heard I was out of my match. So now I find myself on Worldwide and I tend to restake my claim. It all starts with this match.]
[We open to a shot of a gym. Chase is dressed in some sort of wrestling gear. Yellow tights with a matching sleeveless top. A silver star on the front of the shirt with two matching stars one on her right leg and the other on her left. A trainer is barking out orders as Chase tries to execute them. Stardust nods as he sees improvements, but she still needs work done.]
Stardust:Let's take five. We need to discuss matters.
[The trainer nods and stops. He leaves the ring as Chase than exits. She walks over to Stardust who than hands her a water bottle and a towel.]
Stardust:Looking good. I think the next step is a finisher. I got one in mind. A reverse roundhouse kick. You may name it.
[Chase ponders this for a few seconds and than smiles.]
Chase:Taking from your old playbook but with a twist. I wanna call it The Starr Struck.
[Stardust nods his approval.]
Stardust:Good call. Now any thoughts about an entrance music?
[Again she thinks about this. Than she speaks.]
Chase: Yea thinking of going with Erocktica's You Do.
Stardust:Who? [He rethinks this for a moment and shakes his head not wanting to know.]Second thought. Don't tell me.
[She nods her head. Than looking back towards the ring. Seeing the trainer has returned. She smiles and kisses Stardust on the lips and re-enters the ring. Getting back to her training.]
Stardust:Japan. I haven't been here since my time as Mr. Roboto. Yes. In my shame I was here as a masked wrestler known as Mr. Roboto. So here we are again. This is gonna be a tough match, but one I will fight to the bitter end to win. I am back on track and know am looking forward. Good Luck. Cause boys, you're gonna need it.
[The scene fades as Stardust gets back to watching Chase Starr train for her own wrestling career.]
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Tsunami
GWA Dark Match Talent
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Post by Tsunami on May 7, 2011 16:42:56 GMT -5
All alone, the darkness consumes the light, crushing it beneath its power. The darkness consumed the light in me once before, until a single shining star shone through, spreading her light through the darkness inside of me. The light from that star engulfed my very being, and changed me from the man I was, to the man I became. The man I became was not the man consumed by the dark, rather it was a man glowing and basking in the rays of light. Enjoying every minute in their presence, every second of feeling their warmth, it brought a new sensation to this life I was living. These new sensations built on top of one another like bricks of a house. The warmth of the rays and the new sensations became an addiction. Everyday I had to get my feed of them. I became so addicted to them that I wasn't sure if I would be able to live a single moment without them. So, like a cancer it spread throughout my very being...without my knowing it, I allowed this addiction, this cancer, to consume my life, to consume my mind, to consume by body, and my soul.
I lean back in my chair, and carefully read over the words on the piece of paper in front of me. Not sure if I like what I see, yet knowing I cannot change any of the truth that is flowing out of me I frantically tap the red BIC ink pen in my hand, on the desk I am sitting at.
This light that became my everything made everything seem worthwhile. All my actions, all my thoughts, all my words, they finally felt like they had a purpose behind them. It was a strange feeling at first, and I wasn't so sure if I liked that feeling. Over time the feeling grew on me, like mold onto a piece of bread. And with the help of my shining star I began to actually enjoy that feeling. Wanting it more and more each day. Needing more of it, wanting to prove my worth for it. Soon I was thinking things I had never thought before. Saying things I had never said before. And doing things I never thought I would ever do before. I could at first just feel the changes occurring. But with these thoughts, with these words, with these actions occurring more and more frequently, I began to actually see the changes. These changes scared me to the deepest depths of my soul, but were they really that bad?
My writing is paused as I reach across the small wooden desk I sit at and grab a large glass bottle of scotch. Slowly I pour myself a double, watching the liquid swish around the bottle it is contained in, before gently rolling down the side of that glass container, and spilling into my glass. After filling up a sufficient amount in my glass, I set the bottle down and gaze into the golden brown glow of my glass. As I lift the glass up and tip it back, the warm sweet taste of the liquor fills my senses. I allow the liquor to wash around, teasing each taste bud of my tongue, before swallowing it down, and going back to my writing.
It wasn't too long ago; that I finally realized the changes that were occurring to me in the GWA weren't bad. As a matter of fact, those changes were probably the best thing ever to happen to me. Those changes gave me a new outlook on this world. A new outlook on this life, and how I should appreciate all that life has to offer me, and every breath I get to take. If it wasn't for her, I would have never been able to see that light. If it weren’t for her, the darkness would have consumed me for eternity. But for some reason, she was allowed to break down that wall, and fight through the barricades I put up to hide myself from the rest of the world, and to shade myself from that light. She was strong enough to fight away all the darkness within myself, and bring me the light that shone from herself. She shared that light with me, not because she felt like she needed to, not because she had to. No she shared her light with me because she wanted to...because she saw something in me. Something I will never be able to explain, and something I will never be able to figure out. But no matter what that something was, or her reasoning for it, there is not a day that goes by, that I am not grateful for it. Grateful to be able to have that light brought into my life. And grateful to be able to look back now, and see just what an impact she made.
Tears quickly begin to swell up in my eyes. Quickly I brush them away, as my demeanor rapidly changes from sadness and sorrow, to hate and anger. This anger causes me to frivolously scribble away at the almost full sheet of paper lying in front of me.
Now all of that is being threatened of being taken away from me! Because of SOME MAN'S ACTIONs! What reason does he have to try take what meant so much to me away from me?! What gives him the right to try and destroy my world.........to ruin MY LIFE!?!
Violently I begin to shake. Reaching over I clasp my glass of scotch, and down the remaining juices. My head tilts back as I swallow its sweet nectar, and I let out a deep sigh. Gently I set the empty glass back down with my left hand. Still staring at the ceiling, my I raise my right arm, and slide my right hand down my face. My head lowers with the pulling of my hand, until I am once again staring at the piece of paper sitting on my desk. My fingers trace through my hair as I debate if I should pick the pen back up and continue my writing, or call it a night. Unconsciously, my hand drifts over and picks up the pen. The writing continues.
The light that fought away the darkness in me is now dead. The darkness is slowly taking back what it rightfully claims as its own. Stardust and Ric Blanchard have entered a whole new world when he tried to cross me, The light has now dimmed, and almost completely vanished. The darkness has returned, to claim its throne once again. I now realize, it is my destiny to finish of Stardust and Ric Blanchard before his GWA career ever really gets started.
The pen drops from my hand, and I daze off into a trance while staring at the words, MY WORDS, on the piece of paper.
FADE............
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