Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2016 12:53:37 GMT -5
"Progress"
The last time we saw @@@, he had just returned to the gym he owns for the first time in 15 years. That was 6 months ago..
Fast forward to the present day: June 29th, 2016. Since we last laid eyes on @@@, the once abandoned gym is now occupied with young men and women at various stations, each with a well muscled, fit instructor showing them how to properly use each piece of equipment. The wall which once read "The Annihilation Station" now reads "Pico Mundo Gymnasium and Wrestling Academy"..As we pan to the rear of the gym, down a hallway, we get our first look at @@@ in half a year..He looks incredible..Wearing a pair of baggy gym shorts and no shirt, the towel on his shoulder indicates that he has just gotten out of the shower..He has lost weight, gained muscle, and looks 10 years younger..He takes a left just before the end of the hallway and disappears..We follow him, sight unseen, and reveal an office. The desk is full of papers, an old couch rests along the right wall, and a flat screen television sits on a stand of bankers boxes. You wouldn't know @@@ was a millionaire by this humble office..In one corner sits a tripod and an old school VHS Camcorder, attached with wires to the flat screen..@@@ is not behind on technology, hell, his company was tech based, but he also believes in an older way of doing things, simply because it works. @@@ Sits behind his desk in an old, torn office chair that squeaks under his muscled, 220 lb frame. On top of the pile of manilla folders lay an old school checkbook, and a signed top page that reads "WCF Wrestling Contract" and a signature on the x-line below. Since we last saw @@@, he has donated his facility to his community of Pico Mundo, free of charge. He has brought in trainers from his past to help out, but also prepare him for his return to the ring.
"The Bane of Existence"
@@@ looks over some papers, and his cell phone rings; Standard Verizon ring tone..he grabs it, and immediately rolls his eyes and shakes his head in disgust. "She knows..How does she know?" he mumbles to himself..He presses a button on the phone, and we hear a voice, sensual yet with an undertone of resentment..
"Hello Adrian"
"Alexa...To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"I know Adrian..You've gone back in the ring..Don't try and hide this shit from me..My lawyer did some checking"
"And what business is it of yours? You got your settlement, you've got the kids..you took half of what I worked for..You and the kids are set for life.."
"I want more Adrian...Without me, you think you would have gotten to where you were? I only want whats rightfully mine..I know they signed you to a massive deal.."
That wasn't true..Adrian was signed to a veterans minimum..Barely above jobber pay...But by his choice..It wasn't about the money..
"Maybe that lawyer of yours should check his facts instead of screwing you in his office.."
"How dare you..."
"Look, the agreement was final..signed, sealed, delivered..You have enough money to put the kids through med school, and to support your shopping habit..You aren't getting another dime out of me sister..."
"We'll see..." *CLICK*
"Catharsis"
Cut to the ring in the center of the gym. The place is mostly empty except for 4 men, 3 on the ring apron, and one in the ring. The man in the ring resembles Marty Janetty only with blonde hair. He wears a rather Kaufmann-eske wrestling outfit, certainly for comfort and not style. The three older men on the apron are talking to the man in the ring..
"..so yeah, she wants more.."
"What?!! Hasn't the dude suffered enough?"
"Looks like you gonna suff.."
The gossip stops as @@@ emerges from his office..He looks stressed, yet focused as he steps onto the apron and between the ropes. Johnny Coast, a long time indie wrestler and friend of @@@, is the man in the ring. He walks up to @@@..
"Hey man you o..."
"Ring the damn bell...."
Johnny backs away..Eyes wide..He has seen this before..And it meant bad news for him..This is to be the last sparring session before @@@'s debut..Nothing held back..Their last sparring session ended in less than five minutes with Johnny submitting to The Weapon of Choice..@@@ was back in top form..Bad news for WCF Wrestlers..
The bell rings..The customary collar and elbow tieup..@@@ backs Coast into a corner and unleashes an array of vicious chops..wasting no time, he whips Coast to the corner..Coast hits hard and rebounds into a belly to belly suplex by @@@, crashing into a heap in the other corner..Before Johnny can gain his composure, @@@ is on him, hooking him into a full nelson and suplexing him back to the other corner..Coast is in a heap..@@@ lifts up his dead weight..One german suplex..Rolls into another..Into Another...Into another...Then with a loud yell, he releases the fifth..One of the older gentlemen outside the ring yells..
"ADRIAN! THATS ENOUGH! "
Johnny lifts his head from the mat and looks at Adrian..
"..finish it..."
Johnny knew his role..He has always been a good friend and knew after this, Adrian would take care of him.
@@@ rolled Johnny on his stomach climbed the turnbuckle and leapt..achieving amazing height, and coming down, driving his knee deep into his spine, rolling him into his bow and arrow submission..within seconds..Johnny passes out..
"He's ready..."
"But is WCF ready for him...?"
The last time we saw @@@, he had just returned to the gym he owns for the first time in 15 years. That was 6 months ago..
Fast forward to the present day: June 29th, 2016. Since we last laid eyes on @@@, the once abandoned gym is now occupied with young men and women at various stations, each with a well muscled, fit instructor showing them how to properly use each piece of equipment. The wall which once read "The Annihilation Station" now reads "Pico Mundo Gymnasium and Wrestling Academy"..As we pan to the rear of the gym, down a hallway, we get our first look at @@@ in half a year..He looks incredible..Wearing a pair of baggy gym shorts and no shirt, the towel on his shoulder indicates that he has just gotten out of the shower..He has lost weight, gained muscle, and looks 10 years younger..He takes a left just before the end of the hallway and disappears..We follow him, sight unseen, and reveal an office. The desk is full of papers, an old couch rests along the right wall, and a flat screen television sits on a stand of bankers boxes. You wouldn't know @@@ was a millionaire by this humble office..In one corner sits a tripod and an old school VHS Camcorder, attached with wires to the flat screen..@@@ is not behind on technology, hell, his company was tech based, but he also believes in an older way of doing things, simply because it works. @@@ Sits behind his desk in an old, torn office chair that squeaks under his muscled, 220 lb frame. On top of the pile of manilla folders lay an old school checkbook, and a signed top page that reads "WCF Wrestling Contract" and a signature on the x-line below. Since we last saw @@@, he has donated his facility to his community of Pico Mundo, free of charge. He has brought in trainers from his past to help out, but also prepare him for his return to the ring.
"The Bane of Existence"
@@@ looks over some papers, and his cell phone rings; Standard Verizon ring tone..he grabs it, and immediately rolls his eyes and shakes his head in disgust. "She knows..How does she know?" he mumbles to himself..He presses a button on the phone, and we hear a voice, sensual yet with an undertone of resentment..
"Hello Adrian"
"Alexa...To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"I know Adrian..You've gone back in the ring..Don't try and hide this shit from me..My lawyer did some checking"
"And what business is it of yours? You got your settlement, you've got the kids..you took half of what I worked for..You and the kids are set for life.."
"I want more Adrian...Without me, you think you would have gotten to where you were? I only want whats rightfully mine..I know they signed you to a massive deal.."
That wasn't true..Adrian was signed to a veterans minimum..Barely above jobber pay...But by his choice..It wasn't about the money..
"Maybe that lawyer of yours should check his facts instead of screwing you in his office.."
"How dare you..."
"Look, the agreement was final..signed, sealed, delivered..You have enough money to put the kids through med school, and to support your shopping habit..You aren't getting another dime out of me sister..."
"We'll see..." *CLICK*
"Catharsis"
Cut to the ring in the center of the gym. The place is mostly empty except for 4 men, 3 on the ring apron, and one in the ring. The man in the ring resembles Marty Janetty only with blonde hair. He wears a rather Kaufmann-eske wrestling outfit, certainly for comfort and not style. The three older men on the apron are talking to the man in the ring..
"..so yeah, she wants more.."
"What?!! Hasn't the dude suffered enough?"
"Looks like you gonna suff.."
The gossip stops as @@@ emerges from his office..He looks stressed, yet focused as he steps onto the apron and between the ropes. Johnny Coast, a long time indie wrestler and friend of @@@, is the man in the ring. He walks up to @@@..
"Hey man you o..."
"Ring the damn bell...."
Johnny backs away..Eyes wide..He has seen this before..And it meant bad news for him..This is to be the last sparring session before @@@'s debut..Nothing held back..Their last sparring session ended in less than five minutes with Johnny submitting to The Weapon of Choice..@@@ was back in top form..Bad news for WCF Wrestlers..
The bell rings..The customary collar and elbow tieup..@@@ backs Coast into a corner and unleashes an array of vicious chops..wasting no time, he whips Coast to the corner..Coast hits hard and rebounds into a belly to belly suplex by @@@, crashing into a heap in the other corner..Before Johnny can gain his composure, @@@ is on him, hooking him into a full nelson and suplexing him back to the other corner..Coast is in a heap..@@@ lifts up his dead weight..One german suplex..Rolls into another..Into Another...Into another...Then with a loud yell, he releases the fifth..One of the older gentlemen outside the ring yells..
"ADRIAN! THATS ENOUGH! "
Johnny lifts his head from the mat and looks at Adrian..
"..finish it..."
Johnny knew his role..He has always been a good friend and knew after this, Adrian would take care of him.
@@@ rolled Johnny on his stomach climbed the turnbuckle and leapt..achieving amazing height, and coming down, driving his knee deep into his spine, rolling him into his bow and arrow submission..within seconds..Johnny passes out..
"He's ready..."
"But is WCF ready for him...?"
