Post by Dake Ken on Oct 29, 2006 3:06:19 GMT -5
*The shot opens up in a gym. It's a reasonably sized gym. There are a few people in the gym. They all almost look the same. Tanktops, and shorts. They all have the same sweaty features, and the all seem to have the same build. Some slightly bigger than others, some smaller than others, however, all of them are toned and tan. There are a bunch of machines around. They come in sections and rows. One row is for arms, one row for legs, the next for chest, and so on and so forth. There is also an area for free weights too. This area is also divided up as well. There is an area for squat, clean, dead lift, bench press ... etc. etc. Now in the middle of all this ... we have Dake Ken. Working before the upcoming match. The biggest match that he might have to step into for quite some time. A match that is all about pride, and is dead serious. Dake looks the part too. He has no joking expression on his face. Just pure focus as he continues to lift on the bench press. He methodically moves the bar down while breathing in, and extends the bar away from his chest as he exhales. A very audible exhale at that.
Dake continues this for a while, never really straying from the set rhythm he is in. Focusing on keeping each movement fluid and perfect. Striving to make it so. As though it is a computer, a machine, no errors what so ever. Just perfection each and every time. Dake has on a black cut off shirt. And a pair of black addidas athletic shorts. The stripes down the side are white. He has a sweat band around his forehead and one around his wrist. Both of which are white. After another moment or so Dake finally puts the bar back on it's holders and sits up. After lifting his chest looks a bit bigger, as it was just worked out. The effect is kind of odd, and almost comical, as it looks as though Dake works out his chest too much at the moment. He grabs the towel he was laying on and wipes off his face. He tosses the towel over his shoulder and stands up. He heads to the back of the gym. There is a bench in the back. He sits down on it and grabs a bottle of water. He opens the lid and takes a long drink.*
(Almost a type of ritual Dake has before big shows.
A good sleep, maybe not long, but refreshing.
A morning shower.
A good/decent breakfast.
A morning work out to get the blood moving.
Cool down.
After work out shower.
Drive to arena.
Eat lunch.
Go over game plan.
Suit up.
Stretch.
Fight.
A system that has, basically, stayed the same for years. A system that has not failed him, and shows no signs of failing him in the near future. To sit there and go over everything in the week he has studied about his opponent. To make sure there isn't a point he has missed. To make sure he can focus his physical strength just as much as his metal strength. To do nothing more than be the best. Prove he is the best.
To do nothing more than simply win the match.
It's the same thing Dake has always done, the same procedure that has gotten him big win after big win after big win. The same thing that has secured his spot in history. The same thing that has made sure that after the WCF has closed for the last time, that his name will not soon be forgotten. Maybe not as one of the cornerstone WCF guys, but as one of the most dominate forces in a WCF ring.)
Dake: You know it's nice to see that everyone in the ToT thinks this is some stupid game. Where they just sit back and relax and think they are just going to have their way with some of the best guys to ever step foot in the WCF. You know, I'll had it to the guys in ToT, their funny, but for them to think this is just going to be a walk in the park ... well that's just plain comical. For them to sit there and play dress up. Have a funny little play on the Godfather and whatnot. It's great. I'm a fan of it. However, this is not the time for these fun little games. This is much different. This the final battle here. This is the final straw. This is to see who really has the balls around here. This is judgement day. Call it whatever.
I mean ... it's stupid. You have Jack of Blades, who is pretty damn good in the ring, but man ... do you ever have anything profound or worthwhile to say. I mean ... honestly. You sit there and you think you're some type of poet or artist. You do nothing. You simply act like an ass hole, and then blame the fact you can't function in society on some non-existent mental issue you have. The only mental problem you have is the fact that you are stupid. You simply can't think of anything to do, other than make an ass of yourself, to get attention, and once you have that attention you so eagerly seek, you send it right off stating you have this ... sanity issue. Even though ... it's all just a stupid game you play.
It is what keeps you from being very good Jack. You get caught up too much in your own game. You think about is so much, you have to think about it when you are in the ring. Which is a mistake. Because you know first hand that I'm the best technician in this business. Don't even act like you think you are better than me either. Because you beat me in a hardcore match ... after using weapons first. Why? Because I was besting you in the ring, and you know it. You're nothing more than a joke, and even though you have promise, you are too stupid to tap any potential you have ... therefore you will be left with nothing at the end of this battle but a tarnished reputation, because you'll be exposed for the fraud you are ...
Logan ... you stupid bastard. You think that you would take this seriously. I mean ... honestly. You've been in so many big matches in the WCF. You might have no in ring talent left, but you've still found yourself in the big spots here and there you know. However, you simply just sit around ... talk and fart. That's all you do. You think this is all some big joke, like the WCF is yours for the picking. However, you haven't even gotten over in any of the past matches I've seen you in ... for quite some time. You're nothing now, and everyone knows it. Hell ... everyone has known it. You've always been a joke as far as it comes to most of the aspects of this business, but when it came to in ring. You are just god awful.
You've always been scared of me, and remain so to this day. You won't even mention the fact that you won't get in the ring with me one on one. Because you are too much of a coward to stand up and face your own cowardice. Which pisses me off anymore. However, I am finally going to get my hands on you. Finally. Because you won't have anywhere to run in this match. SURE you can tag out or whatever, however, you know that in the end you will be in the ring with me, and you will get your ass handed too you. I've been waiting for this Logan. You know that, just like Jack, you've only beaten me because of some special stipulations, and while there is still a catch with this match ... you don't have the entire WCF roster to help you out this time. So you can sit around and fart, and make poor jokes all you want, but your lack of ... any skill what so ever, and your ignorance will be your downfall.
LJ, Lawnmower Jones. You are a clever character. You know how to get people to really ... pay attention to you ... however ... that's about where it stops. I mean you set up this thing ... where you and the rest of the ToT dress up ... Well, I don't know but I would imagine that the number one stable in the company wouldn't play dress up and parody a great gangster classic like The Godfather. However, if that is what you think makes you the best ... then so be it. You are just like the other guys I have mentioned in the ToT so far. You have a bit of in ring promise, yet you just get caught up with acting like a fool in front of the camera. You are so obsessed with getting people to notice you that ... well ... you can't even think straight in a match.
It's sad really, because you seem like a decent fellow. You seem quite witty, and really clever. However, you can't stop thinking of how to make people go, "Oh that was cute, and oh that was funny." When you should be focusing on people like me. Who will rip you apart from limb to limb. It's why Creeping Death beat you. You can't focus on the match at hand. You are too busy trying to fit some stupid mold. So that's why you lost. You lost because you are a fool. Hahah, yes sir. A fool. A fool who likes to mow.
J.J. Biggs. You actually might have the most talent out of anyone in the ToT. You seem more down to earth ... however, I think they only have you because they know that you might be able to actually accomplish something in the ring, and you won't get caught up in so many stupid games that the ToT seems to love to play. Yes ... you seem like you might be a challenge ...
If I was still new to this business. JJ you are a bright new star, but I've seen so many of you ... don't even get your hopes up ... you don't have a chance in the ring with me. I don't care if you are a former WCF Champion or not. You're an idiot for joining up with the likes of these three idiots, and you are doomed because of it. You made the choice, you didn't have to do anything ... however ... you wanted to get noticed didn't you ... so you join them up and now you get noticed ... however people just make a note of who you associate yourself with.
You know ... there's such a common little tie between each member of the ToT. They all crave attention. They want people to look at them.
Weather it is by
acting,
farting,
being different,
associating oneself with a bunch of idiots,
and possibly other things that I have missed.
They all have that attention starved attitude.
They all are jokes.
They can sit there and think this is funny and nothing all they want.
However ... we will see what happens when they run into the guys that actually have a passion for thsi place. This business. When they actually get into face The New Dynasty they will see we have the passion and the drive to beat them, but we also have the in ring skill ... we have the brains ... we are just all around better in all. It's easy to see.
We're so close now too. So close. So close to letting the world see the ToT in their true form.
*Dake chuckles to himself. He knows that this is going to be an big match, and he is getting ready for in anyway he can. He whipes his face again and drinks some more water, before heading back out onto the floor and getting ready to work on his endurance with some cardio arobics traning..*
FIN.
Dake continues this for a while, never really straying from the set rhythm he is in. Focusing on keeping each movement fluid and perfect. Striving to make it so. As though it is a computer, a machine, no errors what so ever. Just perfection each and every time. Dake has on a black cut off shirt. And a pair of black addidas athletic shorts. The stripes down the side are white. He has a sweat band around his forehead and one around his wrist. Both of which are white. After another moment or so Dake finally puts the bar back on it's holders and sits up. After lifting his chest looks a bit bigger, as it was just worked out. The effect is kind of odd, and almost comical, as it looks as though Dake works out his chest too much at the moment. He grabs the towel he was laying on and wipes off his face. He tosses the towel over his shoulder and stands up. He heads to the back of the gym. There is a bench in the back. He sits down on it and grabs a bottle of water. He opens the lid and takes a long drink.*
(Almost a type of ritual Dake has before big shows.
A good sleep, maybe not long, but refreshing.
A morning shower.
A good/decent breakfast.
A morning work out to get the blood moving.
Cool down.
After work out shower.
Drive to arena.
Eat lunch.
Go over game plan.
Suit up.
Stretch.
Fight.
A system that has, basically, stayed the same for years. A system that has not failed him, and shows no signs of failing him in the near future. To sit there and go over everything in the week he has studied about his opponent. To make sure there isn't a point he has missed. To make sure he can focus his physical strength just as much as his metal strength. To do nothing more than be the best. Prove he is the best.
To do nothing more than simply win the match.
It's the same thing Dake has always done, the same procedure that has gotten him big win after big win after big win. The same thing that has secured his spot in history. The same thing that has made sure that after the WCF has closed for the last time, that his name will not soon be forgotten. Maybe not as one of the cornerstone WCF guys, but as one of the most dominate forces in a WCF ring.)
Dake: You know it's nice to see that everyone in the ToT thinks this is some stupid game. Where they just sit back and relax and think they are just going to have their way with some of the best guys to ever step foot in the WCF. You know, I'll had it to the guys in ToT, their funny, but for them to think this is just going to be a walk in the park ... well that's just plain comical. For them to sit there and play dress up. Have a funny little play on the Godfather and whatnot. It's great. I'm a fan of it. However, this is not the time for these fun little games. This is much different. This the final battle here. This is the final straw. This is to see who really has the balls around here. This is judgement day. Call it whatever.
I mean ... it's stupid. You have Jack of Blades, who is pretty damn good in the ring, but man ... do you ever have anything profound or worthwhile to say. I mean ... honestly. You sit there and you think you're some type of poet or artist. You do nothing. You simply act like an ass hole, and then blame the fact you can't function in society on some non-existent mental issue you have. The only mental problem you have is the fact that you are stupid. You simply can't think of anything to do, other than make an ass of yourself, to get attention, and once you have that attention you so eagerly seek, you send it right off stating you have this ... sanity issue. Even though ... it's all just a stupid game you play.
It is what keeps you from being very good Jack. You get caught up too much in your own game. You think about is so much, you have to think about it when you are in the ring. Which is a mistake. Because you know first hand that I'm the best technician in this business. Don't even act like you think you are better than me either. Because you beat me in a hardcore match ... after using weapons first. Why? Because I was besting you in the ring, and you know it. You're nothing more than a joke, and even though you have promise, you are too stupid to tap any potential you have ... therefore you will be left with nothing at the end of this battle but a tarnished reputation, because you'll be exposed for the fraud you are ...
Logan ... you stupid bastard. You think that you would take this seriously. I mean ... honestly. You've been in so many big matches in the WCF. You might have no in ring talent left, but you've still found yourself in the big spots here and there you know. However, you simply just sit around ... talk and fart. That's all you do. You think this is all some big joke, like the WCF is yours for the picking. However, you haven't even gotten over in any of the past matches I've seen you in ... for quite some time. You're nothing now, and everyone knows it. Hell ... everyone has known it. You've always been a joke as far as it comes to most of the aspects of this business, but when it came to in ring. You are just god awful.
You've always been scared of me, and remain so to this day. You won't even mention the fact that you won't get in the ring with me one on one. Because you are too much of a coward to stand up and face your own cowardice. Which pisses me off anymore. However, I am finally going to get my hands on you. Finally. Because you won't have anywhere to run in this match. SURE you can tag out or whatever, however, you know that in the end you will be in the ring with me, and you will get your ass handed too you. I've been waiting for this Logan. You know that, just like Jack, you've only beaten me because of some special stipulations, and while there is still a catch with this match ... you don't have the entire WCF roster to help you out this time. So you can sit around and fart, and make poor jokes all you want, but your lack of ... any skill what so ever, and your ignorance will be your downfall.
LJ, Lawnmower Jones. You are a clever character. You know how to get people to really ... pay attention to you ... however ... that's about where it stops. I mean you set up this thing ... where you and the rest of the ToT dress up ... Well, I don't know but I would imagine that the number one stable in the company wouldn't play dress up and parody a great gangster classic like The Godfather. However, if that is what you think makes you the best ... then so be it. You are just like the other guys I have mentioned in the ToT so far. You have a bit of in ring promise, yet you just get caught up with acting like a fool in front of the camera. You are so obsessed with getting people to notice you that ... well ... you can't even think straight in a match.
It's sad really, because you seem like a decent fellow. You seem quite witty, and really clever. However, you can't stop thinking of how to make people go, "Oh that was cute, and oh that was funny." When you should be focusing on people like me. Who will rip you apart from limb to limb. It's why Creeping Death beat you. You can't focus on the match at hand. You are too busy trying to fit some stupid mold. So that's why you lost. You lost because you are a fool. Hahah, yes sir. A fool. A fool who likes to mow.
J.J. Biggs. You actually might have the most talent out of anyone in the ToT. You seem more down to earth ... however, I think they only have you because they know that you might be able to actually accomplish something in the ring, and you won't get caught up in so many stupid games that the ToT seems to love to play. Yes ... you seem like you might be a challenge ...
If I was still new to this business. JJ you are a bright new star, but I've seen so many of you ... don't even get your hopes up ... you don't have a chance in the ring with me. I don't care if you are a former WCF Champion or not. You're an idiot for joining up with the likes of these three idiots, and you are doomed because of it. You made the choice, you didn't have to do anything ... however ... you wanted to get noticed didn't you ... so you join them up and now you get noticed ... however people just make a note of who you associate yourself with.
You know ... there's such a common little tie between each member of the ToT. They all crave attention. They want people to look at them.
Weather it is by
acting,
farting,
being different,
associating oneself with a bunch of idiots,
and possibly other things that I have missed.
They all have that attention starved attitude.
They all are jokes.
They can sit there and think this is funny and nothing all they want.
However ... we will see what happens when they run into the guys that actually have a passion for thsi place. This business. When they actually get into face The New Dynasty they will see we have the passion and the drive to beat them, but we also have the in ring skill ... we have the brains ... we are just all around better in all. It's easy to see.
We're so close now too. So close. So close to letting the world see the ToT in their true form.
*Dake chuckles to himself. He knows that this is going to be an big match, and he is getting ready for in anyway he can. He whipes his face again and drinks some more water, before heading back out onto the floor and getting ready to work on his endurance with some cardio arobics traning..*
FIN.
