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[R. Daniels]

Names

They are given to us at birth, they follow us until death. We are called by many things, but the only thing we will every answer to is our name. What we call ourselves may mean nothing… but it can also mean everything to us. Sitting there trying to figure me out, what I am about. What is my story… my history, why do I fight.

Well first off, I fight for myself… but personally I fight because… I fight for Redemption

Let me take you back, last year, I wrestled under the moniker of Kid Hollywood.

That is a name that will haunt me for the rest of my life. Iw as all about the fast life, the women, the cars, the fame. It was all that I lived for. Every chance I had I would just flaunt my house, my cars, my women. One the surface I had it all

But inside, I was nothing. I was a hollow shell. I was empty. I was merely a walking stereotype of myself. I was just a walking portrait of people of that Hollywood lifestyle. I was simply the beginning of my inevitable fall.

Daniels takes a few steps away from the camera. He composes himself and steps back up.

And it came. April 14, 2008… 12:02 PM I got my moment of clarity. I woke up, in a strange place… I didn’t know where I was, who I was, the only thing I knew is what I’ve done. In my home… I sick and tired of this hollow exsistence that I’ve carved out for myself, I decided that I was done.

I closed the door behind me, and I grab the bottle of Jack Daniels sitting next to me, and I starte dto drown my sorrows, but it wasn’t enough. My csorrow was drowning, it was only rising. So I did what I had to do, and there iit goes… a bottle full of pills, and I furthered to drown my sorrows, I was hoping that it would take the pain away…

It didn’t…

I laid on the ground shaking from the seizures, foam pouring out of my mouth, I laid there, shaking and shivering, hoping that it would finally be over… and for a second it was. I felt all my pain go away, but then something happened… something grabbed me… my eyes opened, and the eyes of my Angel was staring back at me. Tubes down my throat, I could do nothing but watch. Her tears fell on my face, they were so warm, the only warmth, I’ve felt in forever, and then the only thing I could here was a voice saing, ‘Live’

That was all I heard.

And I did, I burned the past away… I burned the bridges down, never to look back. I grew more that night… than the entire length of my existence.

Ryan places his hands into his pockets as he begins to speak again

I was called the ‘Hollywood Salvation” because I survived the hell that was laid at My feet. U walked through the fire and came out the phoenix. I felt that no longer willl the people only see the glitz and glam, I needed to show people the darkness that is Hollywood. To show that fame comes at a very steep price.

But…

Ryan places his hand on his chest

One day my Angel left me. She left me because I choose my home, my solace in Wrestling over a relationship. That day not only did love leave me, but the light left me as well… and all it left was darkness. My world slowly began to crack and that is why I stand in front of you…. No longer the “Hollywood Salvation” but now, “The Broken”.

Chris Avery “The Truth” he calls himself, for a man who constantly finds himself to be forgotten, it seems that RALITy has left the Truth behind. You see… you talk about my unwarranted title opportunities. Why… is that?

Is it because I draw, is it because people actually CARE about me… or is it because you aren’t shit to anyone.…

You talked a big game about what you are going to do in WCF… and then you failed, you built yourself up at being someone actually important anf you fall flat.

Those that stand in my way, MUST go down, they MUST fall at my feet. And Avery, you oppose me, therefore you must fall, and you must taste defeat. As for your war for the people… these people will love you one minute… and forget your name the next minute. They haven’t forgotten about me, that is why I’m still here..

Daniels takes a few steps around, before speaking again

D-Day… a rookie, a rookie who made a rookie mistake. So quick to judge, simply by reading my name he felt that ne knew everything about me… just by saying my name he felt he had me beat, and standing here, I have to say…

Wrong.

While you have a noble cause, you fight for remembrance. Your cause is noble… but it will hav e to take a backseat you see… like I said earlier, I’m not done yet. I’m nowhere near finished, I must build myself up and get back to that plateau and unfortunately for you.. and Avery, you stand in y way.

To the untrained eye, you might be the weakest link… but to me, your just a target.


Wrestling… It’s mental, it is all about the mind game. What will happen when I kick out one your power moves?

Will you stand there and panic, or will you fight further?

When I drop you on your head, will you show heart… or show cowardice?

D-Day you will go far, but not against me.

My path in WCF is not over yet… this is only another step to, to my rise

Ryan turns his back to the camera and begins to walk away

[R. Daniels]

(Oh, the ironing - Homer Simpson)

(Fresh of his epic loss, Ryan Daniels is sitting in his locker room, towel over his head another in his lap, soaking the sweat dripping from his body. Certainly disturbed at the outcome of his match he could do nothing but sigh)

*sigh*... "There comes a point in your life, where you have to ask yourself, 'What's next?'. You go to the next thing and you see what comes from it. But after awhile you begin to see that there really isn't anything next anymore, that the list is getting gradually shorter and shorter and you are starting to run out of next things. And when that happens, you can just sit and stare... wondering, 'What now?'..."

(Daniels takes the towel off of his head, and turns around on the benchand has his hands are locked and his head is down)

"And it seems that I've reached that point. I've tried almost everything I could and it seems that it just fails through my hands. I try to take out Reb and I take the fall, Mikami, the same. And now Chris Avery... some glorified jobber. Everytime I screw up and I just go, 'What's next?'. For me, there isn't much... in fact, there is nothing. Build myslef up... I've done that everytime and just when Im at that point.... just mere fingertips it just slips away and I'm back here with my hands in my pockets going, 'What's next?'. It feels like I'm going in circles... and to be honest... I'm sick of it."

(He throws his towel into his locker as he stands up)

"It feels like no matter what I try it just runs away from me and I'm sick of it. There is no reason why I can't be the one headling the PPVs, winning the Worl Championship. And I was there... but I got complacent... I didnamt elevate my game and I paid for it. There is no point in making excuses because in the end all you can really say is, 'I fucked up', and that is what happened... I fucked up. But simply saying it wont do me any good. I will have to show everyone that I can come back better... and ready to fight. Every night I go out there and put on a show... but it is time for me to steal it."

(Ryan runs his hands through his hair as he looks back at the camera)

"So I guess this is where Gravedigger comes in. What better way to show the world that, then beating a legend. Gravedigger, I respect you, youa re a big name... but I want to be a BIGGER one, and theonly way to get there... is to beat you. What happened at Blast... happened, as you can see... I've been busy wallowing in my own misery to care. But, knowing youa re a legend, you will come out with hell's fury and I will be ready to withstand that fury, but I must ask you... can you handle me?

At this point, I have nothing to lose... what's left, fight chester and dobbie in 2-on-1 handicap cage matches for the rest of my career? I'm going all in on this one, I will every drop of my blood... every ounce of sweat, to beat you, I will NOT walk out of Slam with a loss... all I need is this one shot and you beat your whole damn life I am taking it!"

(Ryan grabs his bag and leaves the locker room, ending this with static and fade out)

[R. Daniels]

(OOC: One of these days)

(Ryan is standing in front of a giant WCF banner, why because he can. He has his hands clasped as he turns toward the camera, and a small smirk appears across his face)

"I bet you know what I'm gonna say... I beat you already know what is gonna happen, so you're moving your mouse toward the red 'X' in the corner and just go back to watching keyboard cat videos... but I have to tell you, 'not this time'... any other day would be another Wo is me rant... but today, I feel different, I feel a tad bit different about the recent turn of events.

I went on for another week, putting on another match of the year candidate with Dake... and I did it all but win. And that is starting to become a common theme in my career in WCF... 'So why dont you quit?' Some of you are asking... simple really... I dont like givinh people the satisfaction of being right. I dont like seeing the self-serving, shit-eating grins on their faces as they turn to their friend and go, 'See... I was right about him all along', my goal in life is just to simply show that I am indeed more than some washed up wrestler and to the eyes of some other guys... I am exactly like that.

They look at me and go, 'Hey look, he used to be Kid Hollywood' and then all the nausiating puns and stereotypes that come with being from Hollywood.

And to be honest if you're still on that trip, just die now, that shit is over a year old, let it go... if you can't get past that... then you have bigger problems than simply trying to remember my moniker. Now of course this takes me to the Superfans... you know the guys that cut a promo in an arena packed... where there was no show

Must of cost you a lot of pesos to get all those day laborers to actually give a crap about you. I didn't even know we had tag champions... and your the champ, but this is your debut?

(Ryan scratches his head)

Yea... not really connecting the dots, but like I said before... I could give to shits about you two. But you bring an interesting dynamic, you like to mimic and mock, you walk around with the look on your faces... that same look that makes me want to smack the crap out of you. But I guess I shouldn't be too wary of you guys... you can't even stay employed for at least a month... I saw the tapes, way to fail miserbly at doing your jobs.

But dont worry th/t will carry on here,too. You see even though you are tag champs... you're gonna lose because you dont have the skills on ANYONE else in this match, but maybe that is the proper motivation to prove that you are no joke...

Doesn't matter either way.

(Ryan paces a bit in front of the banner)

D-Day and Slickie T, 2 names I know well. Slickie is the man with the target on his back, but I'm sure he trust his partner... the same guy who has his eyes on that target. Slick... you are just one sitting duck, you are the one left out in the open... D-Day would be the first person to stab you in the back because he has a better angle.

But your arrogance, your ego, you call me mothing, you see me as nothing more than a notch on your belt... that was then and Ultimate Showdown will be a whole different story. This time... I will be the one adding your troply to my wall, but for tonight... I will have fun watching you suffer, I will enjoy seeing the paranoia on your face, me, Mikami, and D-Day all have our sights set on you and I'm sure any of us wiuld love to just get one good crack at you.

As for D-Day... hmmm what about him? Why dont just me and Mikami on the ass kicking session on Slick. I'm sure you want to win, but this match will nothing... stop talking about dreams that mean nothing and do something for once ib your life. seize this moment... brcause if you dont... I will, trust me... I, very much, will.

Mikami, you hate me, and I hate you... case closed, let's go win this shit.

(Ryan steps away from the camer and exits... stage right...bitches)

[R. Daniels]

(Today is not that day)

From the personal musings (blog) of Ryan C. Daniels

In what boils down to mere hours I will step in the ring in what is being called, three of WCF's brightest rising stars with myself being the 4th. For that last few weeks Ive basically been trying to hype myself up to think that I am in that league. But you see... I already knew that. I knew that was on the same level of these men.

But, as I think more of it, is this really the way to prove it... and I say, yeah, why not. You see the cliche, 'nothing to lose' is tossed around like a two-bit whore, but I really have nothing to lose, and I pretty much can go all in and not be afraid of what happens in the end.

T has to worry about regaining his championship. A man who puts so much emphasis on numbers, mainly his win-loss record, and making sure to bring it up at every possible oppurtunity, and to be honest I dont care. If you were undefeated or on a 10 year lose streak... at the endit boils down to number and that only number that matters is 0... why? Because that is the number of championships I've won here... and does it hurt the ego, yes it does... the longest reigning Underground Champion cant even manage to win one. I've been in many title matches and I feel I'll be in more... but that is wrestling I must stp worrying aout what is coming to me and just go out and take it

And that is where you come in T... you hold gold and you must fall. As you constantly want to remind us of your record... just keep telling them, number 3 is where Ryan Daniels took my championship.

Next is Mikami, he is worried about Rick Mad will think, he doesnt want to return to Mad's bedside empty handed. I know me and you dont see eye to eye. In fact, we dont even like each toher, but I know there is respect, and while we came up short in the tag match... we proved we are more than able to put our differances aside... you see, I hage T for what he is... I hate you, because you are better than me, and I just have that. I can't keep going knowing you've bested me at every concievable angle, so be it pin you are T at least one part of my ego will be messaged

I know you hate me for my high roller lifestyle, but that same live fast, go hard mentality is what got me here to the dance... and it will guide me to the promise land. I'll put it simply like I did last week

I hate you, yoi hate me... Good luck.

No D-Day, you fight for your honor, you carry a burden, but you seem to just fade into the backgrund, you're here bnut no one sees you... they see us... but you're almost the forgotten link, but I know that makes you dangerous, you have the abilit to beat everyone in this match, was just like you... no one gave me a shot, and when oppurtunity knocked, you bet your ass I answered. That is why I will keep an eye on you, I have to know where to unknown varibles are...

I want be caught off gaurd this time around.

Win or lose WCF you will alwya sknow the Ryan Daniels but soon you wll no that Daniels and success go well hand and hand.

~ Have a nice day.

[R. Daniels]

(OOC: I got fam at the house, so I've been basically cleaning all damn day... DAMN!!!)

Tank Reaper an overseexed steroid abusing freak, he talks and his rhetoric reeks of Scott Steiner... and we dont need them lurking around here, so I guess I've been called to take out some very, very dense trash.

Tank, look at you, you don't even look like you can even wipe your own ass and it shows... as you have shit pouring out of your mouth... I've seen bigger men than you, but I don't think they've been this stupid. but maybe you can't help it... after a recent string of events you find yourself on edge... and you know... I kind of feel sorry for you, as all the steroids and STDs have clearly rotted your bran to the core... so I guess it is time for your cleansing

To clean out the filth and allow the light of truth to come in and drag yourself away from your stereotypica life and find some substance

Or...

I can just wail on you until you stop moving... I like that one better, can't let WCF fall into dark days by you winning, it is time to see what a broken man can do... when he has no more options.

(end)

[Seth]

daniels, daniels this breaks my heart but it was past deadline

[R. Daniels]

Why must you do things to make me want to kill...