Post by Ace Resoland on Aug 27, 2006 10:23:20 GMT -5
(Note to anyone reading this, i have already posted this rp elsewhere in WCF this just to anyone who has not read it already just to get some idea of further RP's from Ace's origins.)
The scene opens up with Ace is sat in a dark room. he looks as if he is pondering op on what transpired at the pay per view. The camera looks around the room to see if you can make out any recognisable features to suggest where Ace is but there are none. Ace looks up after about a minute of deep thought. He begins to speak.
Today instead of giving you people out there my usual opinion on how I will dismantle my opponents i thought i would give you a slight glimpse into the past times and crimes of my former life.
At birth i was named Christian Jordan Beck III and was instantaneously forced into a hellish life as a god fearing Christian, my mother had always had the fear of god in her born with the proverbial silver spoon as everyone born into my family in the last 4 generations had, the same could and would be said with my fathers side of the family the only difference would be the fact my fathers family owned over half of Uzbekistan’s oil industry since the 1900s this lead to a huge fortune between the two family. So as you could imagine i to was born with that silver spoon. As I got older I started to realise I was a lot different to the rest of my family, i started to become moodier as my life went on and soon my mothers children should be seen not heard rule started to annoy me it was as if I did not exist to them i hardly ever saw them and it seemed that the help my family employed where more of a family to me than them. I d just started St. Augustine’s School for the enlightened of course i didn’t have to worry about getting in as my family brushed the bill as if it was the price of a fast food burger, this was the time i met Jack Blaine Nolan he was a loner just like myself no friends and alienated constantly by his piers.
At my first place of education my life was hell. i was belittled by my piers for being the heir to a family fortune, whereas my teachers all acted as if i was some sort of evil being and that if i didn't like them i could tell mommy or daddy and get there as fired in an instant, which would never have happened as i only saw my parents once a month if i was lucky if i were to be unlucky it would twice a month and when i did see them they seemed to suddenly become enveloped in there own realm and start daydreaming as i told them how i hated school, how i hated them and that the helpers where more of a family to me than they cold ever be and after all of this they would say that’s nice dear and walk out the room as if i had just told them i had a particular liking of bacon and then asked them to leave, this happened every time i saw them, so as you could tell this was really starting to piss me off but one day I'm sat in the seat of the car for my new arcade game 'Outrun' which was one of the gifts my parents got me to try to buy my forgiveness at them never being there and they had never realized that they could not buy happiness but this day they actually came to talk to me, why they had to pick this day is beyond me as i was half way through 'Outrun' and going strong. They came in and sat on the big leather sofa which was in the midde of my 30ft room and began trying to talk to me and just as they had done so many times before i just continued playing my game ignoring everything they said they tried to get my attention but just as they had done i completely ignored them blanking them completely intensely focusing on the game, about this time one of the genius's came to the idea that a may have ADD i obviously didn't as i could concentrate on them if i wanted to i just felt they needed to take some of there own medicine and be the ones ignored for once. They got the help to call the doctors and order a complete physiological profile to try to find out what was wrong with me.
The next day we arrived in at the doctors, we took the Bentley my father said this would draw attention away from us, idiot. We waited in the waiting room for all of a minute before a Nurse came out and told us Doctor Jung, as i walked in my parents tried to follow but they were told to stay in the waiting room by the nurse who called me in . I sat down in one of the big leather chairs by his desk and he started to speak i noticed a very strong accent it was either German or Austrian i couldn't tell, he was asking me questions about what i thought of other people, as i had only really know the people from my school as i had never had hardly knew anyone when i were younger so i only had to go on what i thought of my piers i obviously said i hated them so that went against me, i tried to stop the onslaught of questions by talking to him about the irony of his name as one of the greatest physiatrist were also called Jung he asked me how i knew this and i answered by saying it was in one of the many books my parents kept in their own personal library, this lead to yet another question, this one about my feelings toward my parents to which i replied what parents this caused the Doctor to furiously scrawl something on the piece of paper attached to the clipboard he was holding onto. His final question was do you ever feel irritable and aggressive toward other people to which i answered yes on occasion i then asked to sit outside as Doctor Jung called my parents into his office to talk about me. i sat there looking at those white wash wall for about half an hour before my parents came out with Doctor Jung he explained that he thought i was developing symptoms of something called Antisocial personality disorder or ASPD for short he explained that even though most people who suffer from this are over 18 but they explained that they thought they had found out about it early. He then gave us a large tube of orange pills and told me that i needed to take them four times a day and come back to see him if the conditions got worse.
One day Jack had been brought over by his mother who was a worker at the house this day was just like any other day until i had the genius idea of going swimming, i had also formulated a plan to play what i thought would be a hilarious joke on him i was going to turn the water temperature down so when he jumped into the pool it would be freezing cold, we got to the pool which was about a five minute walk from the house and i put my evil plan into action turning the heating off turning the pool ice cold, i told Jack to jump in to test the water, he did and no sooner than he had jumped in he sank to the bottom i rushed to the house and found my father, who sprinted out and fished him out with a poll that was at the side of the pool as to not get his thousand pound suit wet, while Jack's mother just stood by and watched in silence as if she thought if she said anything she would be fired.
Over the next couple of months i took the medicine Doctor Jung had prescribed i didn't think it did anything but i loved the feeling the high gave me even at such a young age. During this time, my only friend at school Jack had been away for 6 weeks and it was all my fault i had a Lent him a Nintendo to loan to keep himself busy, i had told him it was so he could practice so i didn't destroy him every time, i found myself sat on the school benches at break and lunch times in the little high i got from my medicine starring at the other kids running around gleefully unknowing how good that high was. It was about this time that my grades started to fall drastically of course my parents didn't even notice, the teachers all blamed me saying that i used to care so much about my work and that now i was just unwilling t work, so i went back to see Doctor Jung who prescribed me more of the little orange pills. i was told to take them 5 times a day now, so i did as the Doctor had said. My grades slowly started to decrease at a slow pace.
It was around this time that Jack had been brought over to see me after his long absence. His mother brought him over as she was my family's help. We talked about all of the stuff he had missed, the new pills i was taking and how great i felt after them, and how i was starting to fall behind and the reason he wasn't at school for 2 months. I asked him if he had been practicing on the game i had lent him, this game was street fighter 2 he said he had been practicing everyday, so this lead me to challenge him to a match, he was Ryu i was Byson, he beat me in straight rounds. Normally this would have lead to a tirade on my part but i kept my ego under control and congratulated him on his victory, it would be his last for a long time.
During his time off Jack had been to see a local Indy wrestling promotion that was passing through the town, his dad took him to see it as he had been given tickets for free by his company for hard work. He came to see me the next day with stories of the spandex clad Adonis's he had seen in the ring and his new love of wrestling. I instantly shot down his hopes of getting me to enjoy it by saying that i thought it was all superficial.
Soon we were close to finishing St. Augustine's and Jack was told that he should go to a specialist boarding school that would help nurture his child prodigy status obviously his family could not afford it so he went off to a poor state school. The news was not good for me saying i wouldn't get into boarding school, that was until my parents made a donation of three million to the school who then instantly accepted me. So i was shipped off to boarding school whilst Jack my only friend and the one who deserved to go to boarding school was sent to state school.
The scene opens up with Ace is sat in a dark room. he looks as if he is pondering op on what transpired at the pay per view. The camera looks around the room to see if you can make out any recognisable features to suggest where Ace is but there are none. Ace looks up after about a minute of deep thought. He begins to speak.
Today instead of giving you people out there my usual opinion on how I will dismantle my opponents i thought i would give you a slight glimpse into the past times and crimes of my former life.
At birth i was named Christian Jordan Beck III and was instantaneously forced into a hellish life as a god fearing Christian, my mother had always had the fear of god in her born with the proverbial silver spoon as everyone born into my family in the last 4 generations had, the same could and would be said with my fathers side of the family the only difference would be the fact my fathers family owned over half of Uzbekistan’s oil industry since the 1900s this lead to a huge fortune between the two family. So as you could imagine i to was born with that silver spoon. As I got older I started to realise I was a lot different to the rest of my family, i started to become moodier as my life went on and soon my mothers children should be seen not heard rule started to annoy me it was as if I did not exist to them i hardly ever saw them and it seemed that the help my family employed where more of a family to me than them. I d just started St. Augustine’s School for the enlightened of course i didn’t have to worry about getting in as my family brushed the bill as if it was the price of a fast food burger, this was the time i met Jack Blaine Nolan he was a loner just like myself no friends and alienated constantly by his piers.
At my first place of education my life was hell. i was belittled by my piers for being the heir to a family fortune, whereas my teachers all acted as if i was some sort of evil being and that if i didn't like them i could tell mommy or daddy and get there as fired in an instant, which would never have happened as i only saw my parents once a month if i was lucky if i were to be unlucky it would twice a month and when i did see them they seemed to suddenly become enveloped in there own realm and start daydreaming as i told them how i hated school, how i hated them and that the helpers where more of a family to me than they cold ever be and after all of this they would say that’s nice dear and walk out the room as if i had just told them i had a particular liking of bacon and then asked them to leave, this happened every time i saw them, so as you could tell this was really starting to piss me off but one day I'm sat in the seat of the car for my new arcade game 'Outrun' which was one of the gifts my parents got me to try to buy my forgiveness at them never being there and they had never realized that they could not buy happiness but this day they actually came to talk to me, why they had to pick this day is beyond me as i was half way through 'Outrun' and going strong. They came in and sat on the big leather sofa which was in the midde of my 30ft room and began trying to talk to me and just as they had done so many times before i just continued playing my game ignoring everything they said they tried to get my attention but just as they had done i completely ignored them blanking them completely intensely focusing on the game, about this time one of the genius's came to the idea that a may have ADD i obviously didn't as i could concentrate on them if i wanted to i just felt they needed to take some of there own medicine and be the ones ignored for once. They got the help to call the doctors and order a complete physiological profile to try to find out what was wrong with me.
The next day we arrived in at the doctors, we took the Bentley my father said this would draw attention away from us, idiot. We waited in the waiting room for all of a minute before a Nurse came out and told us Doctor Jung, as i walked in my parents tried to follow but they were told to stay in the waiting room by the nurse who called me in . I sat down in one of the big leather chairs by his desk and he started to speak i noticed a very strong accent it was either German or Austrian i couldn't tell, he was asking me questions about what i thought of other people, as i had only really know the people from my school as i had never had hardly knew anyone when i were younger so i only had to go on what i thought of my piers i obviously said i hated them so that went against me, i tried to stop the onslaught of questions by talking to him about the irony of his name as one of the greatest physiatrist were also called Jung he asked me how i knew this and i answered by saying it was in one of the many books my parents kept in their own personal library, this lead to yet another question, this one about my feelings toward my parents to which i replied what parents this caused the Doctor to furiously scrawl something on the piece of paper attached to the clipboard he was holding onto. His final question was do you ever feel irritable and aggressive toward other people to which i answered yes on occasion i then asked to sit outside as Doctor Jung called my parents into his office to talk about me. i sat there looking at those white wash wall for about half an hour before my parents came out with Doctor Jung he explained that he thought i was developing symptoms of something called Antisocial personality disorder or ASPD for short he explained that even though most people who suffer from this are over 18 but they explained that they thought they had found out about it early. He then gave us a large tube of orange pills and told me that i needed to take them four times a day and come back to see him if the conditions got worse.
One day Jack had been brought over by his mother who was a worker at the house this day was just like any other day until i had the genius idea of going swimming, i had also formulated a plan to play what i thought would be a hilarious joke on him i was going to turn the water temperature down so when he jumped into the pool it would be freezing cold, we got to the pool which was about a five minute walk from the house and i put my evil plan into action turning the heating off turning the pool ice cold, i told Jack to jump in to test the water, he did and no sooner than he had jumped in he sank to the bottom i rushed to the house and found my father, who sprinted out and fished him out with a poll that was at the side of the pool as to not get his thousand pound suit wet, while Jack's mother just stood by and watched in silence as if she thought if she said anything she would be fired.
Over the next couple of months i took the medicine Doctor Jung had prescribed i didn't think it did anything but i loved the feeling the high gave me even at such a young age. During this time, my only friend at school Jack had been away for 6 weeks and it was all my fault i had a Lent him a Nintendo to loan to keep himself busy, i had told him it was so he could practice so i didn't destroy him every time, i found myself sat on the school benches at break and lunch times in the little high i got from my medicine starring at the other kids running around gleefully unknowing how good that high was. It was about this time that my grades started to fall drastically of course my parents didn't even notice, the teachers all blamed me saying that i used to care so much about my work and that now i was just unwilling t work, so i went back to see Doctor Jung who prescribed me more of the little orange pills. i was told to take them 5 times a day now, so i did as the Doctor had said. My grades slowly started to decrease at a slow pace.
It was around this time that Jack had been brought over to see me after his long absence. His mother brought him over as she was my family's help. We talked about all of the stuff he had missed, the new pills i was taking and how great i felt after them, and how i was starting to fall behind and the reason he wasn't at school for 2 months. I asked him if he had been practicing on the game i had lent him, this game was street fighter 2 he said he had been practicing everyday, so this lead me to challenge him to a match, he was Ryu i was Byson, he beat me in straight rounds. Normally this would have lead to a tirade on my part but i kept my ego under control and congratulated him on his victory, it would be his last for a long time.
During his time off Jack had been to see a local Indy wrestling promotion that was passing through the town, his dad took him to see it as he had been given tickets for free by his company for hard work. He came to see me the next day with stories of the spandex clad Adonis's he had seen in the ring and his new love of wrestling. I instantly shot down his hopes of getting me to enjoy it by saying that i thought it was all superficial.
Soon we were close to finishing St. Augustine's and Jack was told that he should go to a specialist boarding school that would help nurture his child prodigy status obviously his family could not afford it so he went off to a poor state school. The news was not good for me saying i wouldn't get into boarding school, that was until my parents made a donation of three million to the school who then instantly accepted me. So i was shipped off to boarding school whilst Jack my only friend and the one who deserved to go to boarding school was sent to state school.
