Post by Earth-616 Holmes on Jan 26, 2017 19:49:07 GMT -5
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Yeah. I was locked up in Prison, the slamma' in Brooklyn, New York. Funny how the world works. I was so desperate on breaking my superior opponent, Andre Holmes, I went down a dark path I could never return. I thought I was untouchable. After winning the WCF Hardcore And Trios Championship, I thought I was onto bigger and better things. Nothing mattered except holding the Hardcore Championship. Crazy J, the one million World, Universal Champion along with twenty Hardcore Championship in my twenty years of pro wrestling. Not to mention, I have a beautiful daughter named Claire who looks up to me and now her father has been locked up in jail. A worthless, untalented, pedophile with a fetish for jacking off to opponent's pregnant girlfriends. I ran out of material, I ran out of things to say, I ran out of reasons to beat Andre. For the ten thousandth' time in my career, I've been humiliated. This is my legacy, a juggalo, a freak, a loser, and a failure of a father now called a pedophile. I will not go down like this, the court shall see it my way. After all, I'm not black.
Yeah. I was locked up in Prison, the slamma' in Brooklyn, New York. Funny how the world works. I was so desperate on breaking my superior opponent, Andre Holmes, I went down a dark path I could never return. I thought I was untouchable. After winning the WCF Hardcore And Trios Championship, I thought I was onto bigger and better things. Nothing mattered except holding the Hardcore Championship. Crazy J, the one million World, Universal Champion along with twenty Hardcore Championship in my twenty years of pro wrestling. Not to mention, I have a beautiful daughter named Claire who looks up to me and now her father has been locked up in jail. A worthless, untalented, pedophile with a fetish for jacking off to opponent's pregnant girlfriends. I ran out of material, I ran out of things to say, I ran out of reasons to beat Andre. For the ten thousandth' time in my career, I've been humiliated. This is my legacy, a juggalo, a freak, a loser, and a failure of a father now called a pedophile. I will not go down like this, the court shall see it my way. After all, I'm not black.
The Brooklyn Center of Detention is now the new home of Clep JJ OG. Chris Hanson came and saw, he caught the ultimate predator thanks to the help of Andre Holmes. The WCF Hardcore Championship was in jeapordy and Clep needed to get out to defend the title or else it would be all over. He deserved his fate, what man would be so stupid and idiotic to constantly display on national television a detailed picture of having sex with another father's eight month pregnant girlfriend and two underage daughters? Only a lunatic with no sense of worth in the world, no talent and no respect for his superiors. Andre held the Hardcore Championship with class and Crazy J is shaming the belt with his vile attitude and poorly structured words he can't even pronounce right.
It was visiting time and Clep was escorted by security to sit down in front of the barrier and pick up the phone. Who was on the other side? No one else but his own daughter, Claire, who pressed her soft small hand against the glass. Clep's tears rushed down his face. Pressing his hand up against the glass as well as a greeting to each other. A father locked away in prison in that terrible orange jumpsuit having to speak to a young daughter through a phone. It fit well for Crazy J.
Clep JJ OG: Hello baby.
Claire: Hi Dad. Are you okay?
Clep JJ OG: I'm fine baby. You doin' alright in school?
Claire: Yeah. You sound different.
Clep JJ OG: Your father doesn't want to get beaten in prison. Every time I try to be like Andre Holmes, I get beat up and...forced on. Daddy made a mistake and that was trying to prove him wrong. I went too far, don't grow up to be like me. Be better, I'm the shame of our family. I've been such a terrible father. I'm sorry baby. I said bad things. Bad things land you in prison and it's not fun.
Claire: Ugh Dad. There's something I have to tell you.
Clep JJ OG: Yes?
Claire: I know how you got arrested.
Clep JJ OG: You don't have to repeat it. I was there. He set me up, he did this to me and I'm living my life in Hell because of him. I'll get back at him and defend the Zero Tolerance legacy. It shall not be tarnished much more than I did it. Okay baby?
Claire: I'm the one who called Chris Hansen.
Clep JJ OG: WHAT?!
Claire: I'm sorry Dad but I can't do this anymore. I don't want you to be my father, I want you....gone. Andre Holmes was right, you do not deserve to be the Hardcore Champion. I hope he kills you and take back that title he rightfully deserves. Goodbye and good riddance.
Clep JJ OG: CLAIRE, NO! PLEASE, CLAIRE! DON'T DO THIS! CLAIRE, COME BACK! COME BAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!
Security: Take him!
Clep kept slamming his fists against the glass over and over. A lot of security guards swarmed him from behind and tried to restrained the kicking, and flailing father-- former father bawling out for everyone to hear. With his own eyes, he watched his daughter walk away and leave the visitor's area. The last time he would ever see her face again but that anger grew to the point where he started punching offcier's in their faces. They held him down, cuffed him and lifted him up. Clep JJ OG had finally lost it. First his pride, his talent, his chances of winning, retaining the championship and now his daughter to Andre Holmes. No matter how hard he tried, no matter all the angles he could use against Holmes, it was futile. Andre was the smarter, and better athlete in the ring. Psychological warfare Crazy could never win. He was tossed into solitary confinement and the steel door shut, darkness covered the entire interior. Nothing but a bucket to shit in and a crumpy old mattress that could really kill the back.
Clep JJ OG: He took her. He took her. He took her. He fuckin' took her. HE TOOK HER! ANDRE, YOU HEAR ME?! I'LL COME FOR YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKER! I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU ANDRE! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME AND SHE WAS THE LAST THING I HAD IN MY LEFT THAT MEAN'T SOMETHING TO ME. YOU SICK TWISTED FUCK! I'LL KILL YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
The voices were repeating over and over in his head.
He was locked in...
Beat up...
Run down...
Burned up...
Found me...
In your gaze...
He found me...
I was a drawn in.
I was locked in...
Beat up.
I was warm flesh.
#Unseasoned
He found me...
He needs us.
He came back.
Oh Jesus.
It was visiting time and Clep was escorted by security to sit down in front of the barrier and pick up the phone. Who was on the other side? No one else but his own daughter, Claire, who pressed her soft small hand against the glass. Clep's tears rushed down his face. Pressing his hand up against the glass as well as a greeting to each other. A father locked away in prison in that terrible orange jumpsuit having to speak to a young daughter through a phone. It fit well for Crazy J.
Clep JJ OG: Hello baby.
Claire: Hi Dad. Are you okay?
Clep JJ OG: I'm fine baby. You doin' alright in school?
Claire: Yeah. You sound different.
Clep JJ OG: Your father doesn't want to get beaten in prison. Every time I try to be like Andre Holmes, I get beat up and...forced on. Daddy made a mistake and that was trying to prove him wrong. I went too far, don't grow up to be like me. Be better, I'm the shame of our family. I've been such a terrible father. I'm sorry baby. I said bad things. Bad things land you in prison and it's not fun.
Claire: Ugh Dad. There's something I have to tell you.
Clep JJ OG: Yes?
Claire: I know how you got arrested.
Clep JJ OG: You don't have to repeat it. I was there. He set me up, he did this to me and I'm living my life in Hell because of him. I'll get back at him and defend the Zero Tolerance legacy. It shall not be tarnished much more than I did it. Okay baby?
Claire: I'm the one who called Chris Hansen.
Clep JJ OG: WHAT?!
Claire: I'm sorry Dad but I can't do this anymore. I don't want you to be my father, I want you....gone. Andre Holmes was right, you do not deserve to be the Hardcore Champion. I hope he kills you and take back that title he rightfully deserves. Goodbye and good riddance.
Clep JJ OG: CLAIRE, NO! PLEASE, CLAIRE! DON'T DO THIS! CLAIRE, COME BACK! COME BAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!
Security: Take him!
Clep kept slamming his fists against the glass over and over. A lot of security guards swarmed him from behind and tried to restrained the kicking, and flailing father-- former father bawling out for everyone to hear. With his own eyes, he watched his daughter walk away and leave the visitor's area. The last time he would ever see her face again but that anger grew to the point where he started punching offcier's in their faces. They held him down, cuffed him and lifted him up. Clep JJ OG had finally lost it. First his pride, his talent, his chances of winning, retaining the championship and now his daughter to Andre Holmes. No matter how hard he tried, no matter all the angles he could use against Holmes, it was futile. Andre was the smarter, and better athlete in the ring. Psychological warfare Crazy could never win. He was tossed into solitary confinement and the steel door shut, darkness covered the entire interior. Nothing but a bucket to shit in and a crumpy old mattress that could really kill the back.
Clep JJ OG: He took her. He took her. He took her. He fuckin' took her. HE TOOK HER! ANDRE, YOU HEAR ME?! I'LL COME FOR YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKER! I'LL KILL YOU, I'LL KILL YOU ANDRE! YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME AND SHE WAS THE LAST THING I HAD IN MY LEFT THAT MEAN'T SOMETHING TO ME. YOU SICK TWISTED FUCK! I'LL KILL YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
The voices were repeating over and over in his head.
He was locked in...
Beat up...
Run down...
Burned up...
Found me...
In your gaze...
He found me...
I was a drawn in.
I was locked in...
Beat up.
I was warm flesh.
#Unseasoned
He found me...
He needs us.
He came back.
Oh Jesus.
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