Post by Chase Michaels on Feb 9, 2014 17:46:49 GMT -5
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Location: New York City, New York.
Time: Several Days Ago
Off Camera
The scene opens on the high rise offices of Torres, Rafferty and Adams law firm based in New York City. I'm sitting in the offices of Robert Connors my confidant slash lawyer slash close friend who is a senior partner at the firm. Due to the location and nature of the firm I'm dressed in a black shirt, a smart pair of jeans and black work boots with my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top sitting over on the expensive looking couch Connors has in his office, while I'm sitting down behind Connors desk with my back to the door and looking at the view of central park while also listening to large television mounted to the wall. On the screen is a live feed of the conference room a floor below where Connors who's dressed in a expensive looking hand tailored suit and his associate Patrick Ross dressed in a slightly less expensive suit. All of a sudden my attention is diverted to the screen as I hear a familiar voice.
Aeryn: Nice to meet you Mister Connors.
Connors: The pleasure is mine, Miss Carter.
I spin around in the chair so I can see the television screen and I see Aeryn standing in a formal smart looking black dress, black tights, black high heels and a long black women's Chesterfield Coat. I stare intently at the screen as see that she has a slight wave in her hair and a few well placed highlights, I also notice that she has minimal make up on which I used to say was all she needed as she had a natural beauty that most women would kill for. Aeryn glances around the room for a few seconds
Connors: I'm afraid Mister Michaels couldn't make it to the meeting today, he sends his apologises but his schedule with the Wrestling Championship Federation has him in New Orleans.
I see a look of disappointment on Aeryn's face that she quickly hides.
Connors: Would you care to have a seat?
Aeryn walks over and stands looking out the window as her lawyer who has a expensive looking suit on similar in quality to Connors, sits down at the conference table opposite Connors.
Lawyer: Mister Michaels asked for this meeting the least he could do would be to attend.
I watch as Aeryn continues to look out the window almost seeming oblivious to the proceedings going on in the room.
Connors: I'm afraid due to the nature of Mister Michaels work that just wasn't possible. However he has authorised me to act on his behalf and expressed a strong interest in ending this predicament without causing any hard feelings or ill will. My client wants Miss Carter to have all the funds in their joint bank account and also all the money from the sale of their house in Redwood which with your approval Miss Carter will be put on the market. He also wants you to have all the contents of the house except for his personal belongings such as his family photos, keepsakes from his family. As far as the collection of auto mobiles unless Miss Carter wants to keep any of them will be sold and the profits will go to her, the only pieces my client would like to keep are his Harley Davidson and his father's Harley Davidson which he'll arrange to be moved into storage.
The lawyer goes to speak again but looks to Aeryn who continues to look out of the window unfazed by what's happening in the room.
Lawyer: That's fine.
Connors: Okay all we need is your clients signature on this document authorising the sale and agreeing to the terms and we'll get the ball rolling.
I continue to watch as Aeryn stares out of the window and I notice she's fondling a necklace I got her for her birthday which has a sky blue Aquamarine stone, her birthstone at it's centre shaped into a heart. I watch as Connors stands up and walks over to Aeryn.
Connors: I'm not going to pretend this is easy for yourself or my client but it has to be done so both of you can move on and perhaps even someday move past what happened. Rob also wanted you to have this...
I watch as Connors brings out a small brown envelope and places it in front of Aeryn. I already know what it contains, the ring she gave me when we got engaged, she wanted me to have so that everyone would know that I was spoken for. It was her fathers wedding ring and I didn't feel right keeping it.
Connors: We'll leave you be so that your lawyer can read over the paper work and my associate will wait outside. On a personal note I truly am sorry this had to happen.
Connors nods to his associate who sets the paperwork in front of Aeryn's lawyer before leaving. As they do Aeryn turns and reaches into her handbag and reaches out an envelope and walks over to Connors and as she does I notice her make up has smudged slightly where she had been crying.
Aeryn: Can you make sure Rob gets this.
Connors: Sure.
Connors slips the envelope into his inside jacket pocket and leaves the conference room along with his associate. I press a button on the keyboard and rewind it to a clear picture of Aeryn's face as I let out a deep sigh as I fight the urge to rush to her. I slip my earphones out of my pocket and into my ears and hit the play button on my phone in an attempt to distract myself but the song that plays is Think of Me by Texas Hippie Coalition which doesn't really help but as I stare at Aeryn's image on the screen I can't bring myself to skip the song.
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Location: New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana .
Time: Today.
On Camera
The scene opens up in the cheap seats at the New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana, I'm sitting dressed in my usual attire, jeans, black work boots a black hoodie and my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top. Red is sitting beside me dressed in her usual gear which consists of a pair of tight black and leather trousers, black leather knee high boots, a red and black leather jacket with her short red cloak over the top with the hood up and a red leather half mask masking her identity. We sit watching the ring crew make the final preparations for slam as a camera man films us.
Chase: This week I'm facing Cormack the honourable Scottish bloke, a man who claims this week is just business, he plans to use me to send a message to the rest of the WCF about his new bitch squad. A group of people who actually think that have what it takes to make a name for themselves.
I feel Red nudge me in the ribs.
Chase: But what he doesn't seem to realise is that this match is betweeen me and him and the last time we were in the ring together he didn't fare to well as I kicked his arse and that of his then buddy Ryan Venom single handedly, sure I had a tag team partner but he was no existent in that match. I could have been team with Casper the friendly frigging ghost and he would have been a more helpful tag team partner. But the fact of the matter was back then I didn't need a tag team partner to beat Cormack and Venom, so this week I sure as hell don't need any help to beat him, outside interference or any cheap tricks. You see last week the porn star underestimated me and he paid for, this week Cormack is underestimating me and I'm sure as hell going to make him pay for it. I've done that my whole career people continue to underestimate me and whether I win or lose I prove to them that to underestimate someone like me is the biggest mistake they could ever make inside a wrestling company or outside of it in the real world.
A smirk comes across my face.
Chase: You see while I might be classed a new here I'm not some fresh face naive newbie who doesn't realise how things work, I realise I have to pay my dues all over again. But Cormack what you don't seem to realise is that people my entire career have tried to use me to send messages to other people but the only message that gets sent is the fact I'm no ones punching bag or call forwarding service. I've been to war too many times because people have either gotten in my way or where just in the wrong place at the wrong time. So you want to send a message, the only message that will be sent is that I really am not the person you want to be messing with whether it's for personal reason or just for business. I've taken my beatings sure but I've always been in the fight whether it's against some idiot or against the queen bee and her bitch. You see I realise this is just a business so every match I go out to the ring and conduct my business, sometimes it's a good day at the office sometimes it's a bad day. What you need to realise is for you this Sunday it's going to be a bad day for you... Why cause you're stepping in the ring with me... And as good as you are the facts say I'm better... That's just the way things are... In this business there is always someone better than you are... It doesn't matter who you are... It's just true... This is some comic book or fairytale... The fact is you're stepping in the ring with me and I'm looking to beat you and you know what I will beat you... Doesn't matter whether your boys get involved, you use underhand tactics or whether you try and take the easy way out... I will still beat you...
Another smirk comes across my face.
Chase: Some people call me arrogant and that I'm full of myself, they hope your able to beat me this week just to wipe the smirk off my face. But you see their hopes are falling on deaf ears, why cause well I really don't give a shit what they think of me, I don't care whether they worship the ground I walk on or hate my guts. The fact is I know deep down I have what it takes to beat you this week... Why cause it's not just about that I've proven it before and will prove it again but you head isn't in the game this week, you care more about sending a message to the rest of the roster, you care more about proving that you and your boys have got what it takes to hang with the big boys in the yards. But the fact of the matter you should be concentrating on facing me this week and not overlooking me... I've been there trust me... When you want to show the world that you and your boys have what it takes to make it big but the difference is this time you don't have what it takes. You're like the little yappie dogs that bark and snarls at the bigger animals and this week your barking and snarling at a damn wolf... A wolf that will happily tear your damn head off because it's not for business or personal but because he damn well wants to... This week you're stepping in the ring with me and I am the Lone Wolf... And I don't care who it is that steps in the ring with me... Whether it's Twilight, Jack Happy, Lilith or some Scottish chap named Cormack.. To me you're just the next thing to overcome... So if you think I'm ever going to roll over and play dead to you or anyone and let you use me to send a message to the rest of the roster then...
I look direct into the camera with a cold stare.
Chase: You'll be DEAD wrong... I've come here for a fight... I don't care if I win or lose... All I've every cared about providing for me and mine... So be warned when you step in the ring with me the biggest mistake of your life will be to underestimate me and think I'll roll over and play dead... And the message that will be heard won't be the one you want as it will remain the same I send out every time I step in that ring ... I'm the King of My World... So do what ever you want... Say whatever you want... It doesn't matter to me cause come Slam the hunt is on... And it's survive if I let you!
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Location: New York City, New York.
Time: Several Days Ago
Off Camera
The scene opens on the high rise offices of Torres, Rafferty and Adams law firm based in New York City. I'm sitting in the offices of Robert Connors my confidant slash lawyer slash close friend who is a senior partner at the firm. Due to the location and nature of the firm I'm dressed in a black shirt, a smart pair of jeans and black work boots with my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top sitting over on the expensive looking couch Connors has in his office, while I'm sitting down behind Connors desk with my back to the door and looking at the view of central park while also listening to large television mounted to the wall. On the screen is a live feed of the conference room a floor below where Connors who's dressed in a expensive looking hand tailored suit and his associate Patrick Ross dressed in a slightly less expensive suit. All of a sudden my attention is diverted to the screen as I hear a familiar voice.
Aeryn: Nice to meet you Mister Connors.
Connors: The pleasure is mine, Miss Carter.
I spin around in the chair so I can see the television screen and I see Aeryn standing in a formal smart looking black dress, black tights, black high heels and a long black women's Chesterfield Coat. I stare intently at the screen as see that she has a slight wave in her hair and a few well placed highlights, I also notice that she has minimal make up on which I used to say was all she needed as she had a natural beauty that most women would kill for. Aeryn glances around the room for a few seconds
Connors: I'm afraid Mister Michaels couldn't make it to the meeting today, he sends his apologises but his schedule with the Wrestling Championship Federation has him in New Orleans.
I see a look of disappointment on Aeryn's face that she quickly hides.
Connors: Would you care to have a seat?
Aeryn walks over and stands looking out the window as her lawyer who has a expensive looking suit on similar in quality to Connors, sits down at the conference table opposite Connors.
Lawyer: Mister Michaels asked for this meeting the least he could do would be to attend.
I watch as Aeryn continues to look out the window almost seeming oblivious to the proceedings going on in the room.
Connors: I'm afraid due to the nature of Mister Michaels work that just wasn't possible. However he has authorised me to act on his behalf and expressed a strong interest in ending this predicament without causing any hard feelings or ill will. My client wants Miss Carter to have all the funds in their joint bank account and also all the money from the sale of their house in Redwood which with your approval Miss Carter will be put on the market. He also wants you to have all the contents of the house except for his personal belongings such as his family photos, keepsakes from his family. As far as the collection of auto mobiles unless Miss Carter wants to keep any of them will be sold and the profits will go to her, the only pieces my client would like to keep are his Harley Davidson and his father's Harley Davidson which he'll arrange to be moved into storage.
The lawyer goes to speak again but looks to Aeryn who continues to look out of the window unfazed by what's happening in the room.
Lawyer: That's fine.
Connors: Okay all we need is your clients signature on this document authorising the sale and agreeing to the terms and we'll get the ball rolling.
I continue to watch as Aeryn stares out of the window and I notice she's fondling a necklace I got her for her birthday which has a sky blue Aquamarine stone, her birthstone at it's centre shaped into a heart. I watch as Connors stands up and walks over to Aeryn.
Connors: I'm not going to pretend this is easy for yourself or my client but it has to be done so both of you can move on and perhaps even someday move past what happened. Rob also wanted you to have this...
I watch as Connors brings out a small brown envelope and places it in front of Aeryn. I already know what it contains, the ring she gave me when we got engaged, she wanted me to have so that everyone would know that I was spoken for. It was her fathers wedding ring and I didn't feel right keeping it.
Connors: We'll leave you be so that your lawyer can read over the paper work and my associate will wait outside. On a personal note I truly am sorry this had to happen.
Connors nods to his associate who sets the paperwork in front of Aeryn's lawyer before leaving. As they do Aeryn turns and reaches into her handbag and reaches out an envelope and walks over to Connors and as she does I notice her make up has smudged slightly where she had been crying.
Aeryn: Can you make sure Rob gets this.
Connors: Sure.
Connors slips the envelope into his inside jacket pocket and leaves the conference room along with his associate. I press a button on the keyboard and rewind it to a clear picture of Aeryn's face as I let out a deep sigh as I fight the urge to rush to her. I slip my earphones out of my pocket and into my ears and hit the play button on my phone in an attempt to distract myself but the song that plays is Think of Me by Texas Hippie Coalition which doesn't really help but as I stare at Aeryn's image on the screen I can't bring myself to skip the song.
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Location: New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana .
Time: Today.
On Camera
The scene opens up in the cheap seats at the New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana, I'm sitting dressed in my usual attire, jeans, black work boots a black hoodie and my black Harley-Davidson Men's Evolution Waterproof Leather Jacket with my Saints of Anarchy cut over the top. Red is sitting beside me dressed in her usual gear which consists of a pair of tight black and leather trousers, black leather knee high boots, a red and black leather jacket with her short red cloak over the top with the hood up and a red leather half mask masking her identity. We sit watching the ring crew make the final preparations for slam as a camera man films us.
Chase: This week I'm facing Cormack the honourable Scottish bloke, a man who claims this week is just business, he plans to use me to send a message to the rest of the WCF about his new bitch squad. A group of people who actually think that have what it takes to make a name for themselves.
I feel Red nudge me in the ribs.
Chase: But what he doesn't seem to realise is that this match is betweeen me and him and the last time we were in the ring together he didn't fare to well as I kicked his arse and that of his then buddy Ryan Venom single handedly, sure I had a tag team partner but he was no existent in that match. I could have been team with Casper the friendly frigging ghost and he would have been a more helpful tag team partner. But the fact of the matter was back then I didn't need a tag team partner to beat Cormack and Venom, so this week I sure as hell don't need any help to beat him, outside interference or any cheap tricks. You see last week the porn star underestimated me and he paid for, this week Cormack is underestimating me and I'm sure as hell going to make him pay for it. I've done that my whole career people continue to underestimate me and whether I win or lose I prove to them that to underestimate someone like me is the biggest mistake they could ever make inside a wrestling company or outside of it in the real world.
A smirk comes across my face.
Chase: You see while I might be classed a new here I'm not some fresh face naive newbie who doesn't realise how things work, I realise I have to pay my dues all over again. But Cormack what you don't seem to realise is that people my entire career have tried to use me to send messages to other people but the only message that gets sent is the fact I'm no ones punching bag or call forwarding service. I've been to war too many times because people have either gotten in my way or where just in the wrong place at the wrong time. So you want to send a message, the only message that will be sent is that I really am not the person you want to be messing with whether it's for personal reason or just for business. I've taken my beatings sure but I've always been in the fight whether it's against some idiot or against the queen bee and her bitch. You see I realise this is just a business so every match I go out to the ring and conduct my business, sometimes it's a good day at the office sometimes it's a bad day. What you need to realise is for you this Sunday it's going to be a bad day for you... Why cause you're stepping in the ring with me... And as good as you are the facts say I'm better... That's just the way things are... In this business there is always someone better than you are... It doesn't matter who you are... It's just true... This is some comic book or fairytale... The fact is you're stepping in the ring with me and I'm looking to beat you and you know what I will beat you... Doesn't matter whether your boys get involved, you use underhand tactics or whether you try and take the easy way out... I will still beat you...
Another smirk comes across my face.
Chase: Some people call me arrogant and that I'm full of myself, they hope your able to beat me this week just to wipe the smirk off my face. But you see their hopes are falling on deaf ears, why cause well I really don't give a shit what they think of me, I don't care whether they worship the ground I walk on or hate my guts. The fact is I know deep down I have what it takes to beat you this week... Why cause it's not just about that I've proven it before and will prove it again but you head isn't in the game this week, you care more about sending a message to the rest of the roster, you care more about proving that you and your boys have got what it takes to hang with the big boys in the yards. But the fact of the matter you should be concentrating on facing me this week and not overlooking me... I've been there trust me... When you want to show the world that you and your boys have what it takes to make it big but the difference is this time you don't have what it takes. You're like the little yappie dogs that bark and snarls at the bigger animals and this week your barking and snarling at a damn wolf... A wolf that will happily tear your damn head off because it's not for business or personal but because he damn well wants to... This week you're stepping in the ring with me and I am the Lone Wolf... And I don't care who it is that steps in the ring with me... Whether it's Twilight, Jack Happy, Lilith or some Scottish chap named Cormack.. To me you're just the next thing to overcome... So if you think I'm ever going to roll over and play dead to you or anyone and let you use me to send a message to the rest of the roster then...
I look direct into the camera with a cold stare.
Chase: You'll be DEAD wrong... I've come here for a fight... I don't care if I win or lose... All I've every cared about providing for me and mine... So be warned when you step in the ring with me the biggest mistake of your life will be to underestimate me and think I'll roll over and play dead... And the message that will be heard won't be the one you want as it will remain the same I send out every time I step in that ring ... I'm the King of My World... So do what ever you want... Say whatever you want... It doesn't matter to me cause come Slam the hunt is on... And it's survive if I let you!
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