Post by dandistoner420 on Jan 31, 2014 12:46:41 GMT -5
Hey guys. This was one of my most emotional rp's that I ever did while in NWA. Some of you have seen it, but I know that most have not. I would like to know what the roster of WCF thinks of this piece. Because that shows what I can bring to the table when my Open Challenge is answered. Anyways I would like some real feedback if you can
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I heard three pops as soon as I opened the Joint Subcommittee locker room door.
The inferno match with Lionheart behind me, with my belt over my shoulder I make my way back to the Joint Subcommittee Locker room. Knowing Chino would be the one to throw me a victory party after his match with Chelsea.
No matter what way his match goes we always have a big party to celebrate PPV wins. And tonight was to be no different. Beating Lionheart was supposed to be one of those special moments that brought forth a new era in NWA. If I had known how the night was to turn out. I would have already known I was not meant to be part of it at all.
I begin to think to myself, Where's the party at. I look at the clock and it says 12:01 AM, and the PPV ends at 11pm. I sit and begin wondering to myself. Whats going on. It normal for me to be in a big fog after a match, and think to myself maybe I smoked too much before facing Lionheart and am just that exausted. But tonight is different. I hear peoples voices and hear others crying. But see nobody in sight.
Chino: C'mon Dan........you can't leave us. Not this way
And I specifically remeber in my mind saying back to him
DiStoner: I'm not going anywhere bro, I've got this title to defend.
But my words fall on deaf ears. I get no response back from him. I then see a light come on in the back of our locker room. Figuring to myself they accidently turned the lights on I go to inspect. But as I get closer it all becomes more clear.
I look at the light and I see moments from my life and career flash before my eyes. Not to mention I am looking down on myself as the last fleeting moments of my life slip away.
I see Chino, my best friend, my brother with blood all over his chest holding my head in his arms, begging me not to go. I see Trisha on her knees crying. I even see Joey Nitro who claims to not be religious saying a prayer. That man hates my guts, so why would he be praying now. And then I witness the moment that ties it all together.
As I opened the Joint Subcommittee Locker room door I heard three pops. And I was thinking it was champagne bottles opening at my arrival.
But in reality it was three gunshots. One thru my shoulder and two into my chest forcing me to be propelled backwards into the hallway wall with my blood stains the wall as I fall to the floor, in my last concious moment I see a masked figure running away. I close my eyes feeling tired all of a sudden not knowing they would never open again.
In my spiritual state I see the EMT's arrive and begin to work on my already lifeless body, and I begin to bargin with God to let me live. But the big man wasn't making deals that day.
He tells me "My son, your time on Earth has ended" to which I respond
DiStoner: But there is so much for me to accomplish not only in the ring but in my personal life as well.
God: My son there is an order of things. Your personal Triumphs and Tragedy's have all lead you to this moment. This is the way your life was intended to be. Please don't be sad my son. It was determined before you were even born. For humans only have a certain amount of time they are to live. Its just your time.
DiStoner: But why Lord........Why?
GOD: Its just the way of things. Maybe you will understand it better in your next lifetime.
I look into the light again and see Matthew Robinson and his wife Stacy with tears in their eyes. I see Chelsea with her face buried in Seifers chest. I see Jason Myers and almost the entire NWA roster holing a vigial. Crying and praying for answers.
Then I hear one final thing from a voice I do not recognize, before everything fades to black.
: Ladies and Gentleman. I'm sorry. We did everything we could. But Mr DiStoner lost too much blood. I am sorry to say he didn't make it. Its my saddest moment to inform you that Dan DiStoner passed away five minutes ago at 12:15 AM on July 1st, 2013.
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I heard three pops as soon as I opened the Joint Subcommittee locker room door.
The inferno match with Lionheart behind me, with my belt over my shoulder I make my way back to the Joint Subcommittee Locker room. Knowing Chino would be the one to throw me a victory party after his match with Chelsea.
No matter what way his match goes we always have a big party to celebrate PPV wins. And tonight was to be no different. Beating Lionheart was supposed to be one of those special moments that brought forth a new era in NWA. If I had known how the night was to turn out. I would have already known I was not meant to be part of it at all.
I begin to think to myself, Where's the party at. I look at the clock and it says 12:01 AM, and the PPV ends at 11pm. I sit and begin wondering to myself. Whats going on. It normal for me to be in a big fog after a match, and think to myself maybe I smoked too much before facing Lionheart and am just that exausted. But tonight is different. I hear peoples voices and hear others crying. But see nobody in sight.
Chino: C'mon Dan........you can't leave us. Not this way
And I specifically remeber in my mind saying back to him
DiStoner: I'm not going anywhere bro, I've got this title to defend.
But my words fall on deaf ears. I get no response back from him. I then see a light come on in the back of our locker room. Figuring to myself they accidently turned the lights on I go to inspect. But as I get closer it all becomes more clear.
I look at the light and I see moments from my life and career flash before my eyes. Not to mention I am looking down on myself as the last fleeting moments of my life slip away.
I see Chino, my best friend, my brother with blood all over his chest holding my head in his arms, begging me not to go. I see Trisha on her knees crying. I even see Joey Nitro who claims to not be religious saying a prayer. That man hates my guts, so why would he be praying now. And then I witness the moment that ties it all together.
As I opened the Joint Subcommittee Locker room door I heard three pops. And I was thinking it was champagne bottles opening at my arrival.
But in reality it was three gunshots. One thru my shoulder and two into my chest forcing me to be propelled backwards into the hallway wall with my blood stains the wall as I fall to the floor, in my last concious moment I see a masked figure running away. I close my eyes feeling tired all of a sudden not knowing they would never open again.
In my spiritual state I see the EMT's arrive and begin to work on my already lifeless body, and I begin to bargin with God to let me live. But the big man wasn't making deals that day.
He tells me "My son, your time on Earth has ended" to which I respond
DiStoner: But there is so much for me to accomplish not only in the ring but in my personal life as well.
God: My son there is an order of things. Your personal Triumphs and Tragedy's have all lead you to this moment. This is the way your life was intended to be. Please don't be sad my son. It was determined before you were even born. For humans only have a certain amount of time they are to live. Its just your time.
DiStoner: But why Lord........Why?
GOD: Its just the way of things. Maybe you will understand it better in your next lifetime.
I look into the light again and see Matthew Robinson and his wife Stacy with tears in their eyes. I see Chelsea with her face buried in Seifers chest. I see Jason Myers and almost the entire NWA roster holing a vigial. Crying and praying for answers.
Then I hear one final thing from a voice I do not recognize, before everything fades to black.
: Ladies and Gentleman. I'm sorry. We did everything we could. But Mr DiStoner lost too much blood. I am sorry to say he didn't make it. Its my saddest moment to inform you that Dan DiStoner passed away five minutes ago at 12:15 AM on July 1st, 2013.
hahaha 