Post by Ryan Blake on Aug 1, 2011 16:29:54 GMT -5
Ryan Blake
RP#1
vs Donald Deruty
vs Philip Baines
For WCF "Merged" Championship
Ryan is young. He looks angry, he is outside in a parking lot. Heavy rain falls deep from the cold, black, night sky. Next to him is Odin Balfore. They walk quickly as the rain continues to spiral down at them.
Odin
So are you?
Ryan
Hey, just stop there man.
Odin
No! I want to know, I was just going to ask you why…
Ryan
If the good die young, then why am I still alive, Odin!?
Odin
Ryan, you can't…
Ryan
Be quiet, get in the car. Just get in the damn car!
Ryan opens the door to his car and gets inside, Odin gets in with him and Ryan starts the engine. He peels out of the lot.
Ryan - Inner Thoughts
Do I want this shit forever, or just a couple seasons? Maybe neither, maybe I should crash my car now and not think about a reason. I'm doing 90 even, speeding around these corners burning rubber. I can feel satin breathing down my neck. I can hear angles asking for me to stop but I cant, this shit is crazy. And there's the cops, aw fuck! I can't believe it, I'm not stopping no! I can't go to no damn prison. This life right here is crazy man believe it! After I signed a contract I didn't have to raise a finger, everybody did what I said because when I said it, they believed it. All the guys show me respect and all the women show me cleavage, the kids were such big fans like I was Jesus. But I when I said I was leading them to freedom, I was teaching them to look up to someone they believe in. Good, the bridge is just after this intersection, so do I want this shit forever? No, just a couple more seconds![/i]
He floors it.
Odin
You don't have to do this Ryan! It's not that bad!
The engine roars, aggressively. He doesn't retreat; he jumps the curb and breaks through the barrier. They remain in air for what seems like forever. Odin is now smiling at Ryan, but Ryan looks confused.
Odin
You Passed, Ryan.
They land and are swallowed by the massive body of water beneath the bridge.
Ryan sits up and gasps.
He is alone, in his bed. He swallows hard as he takes deep breaths. In a cold sweat. It was a just a dream. Or was it more?
- - - - -
"Wait for yourself my man; you'll never be what is in your heart. Weak little lion man, you're not as brave as you were at the start. Rate yourself and rape yourself and take all the courage you have left. Waist it on fixing all the problems you made in your own head. Troubled by yourself, I know that you've seen this all before. Trembled little lion man, you'll never settle any of your scores. Your grace is wasted in your face. Learn from your mistakes or you'll spend your days biting your own neck. It was not your fault, but mine. And it was your title on the line; I really fucked it up this time. Didn't I my dare? So this one is for those people, ripping at my loose pride. Open your eyes people, being number one is my goal, but it's Ryan Blake verses the industry. Not for long though. Now, I have a question can anybody answer it? Who's the underdog in this match? I speak my mind and that's why you're scared. We all know that wrestling is starting to die, but I'm taking it back for the future like Marty Mickfly. I'm the next generation of greatness whether you like it or not. I'm wrestling's MVP, I'm shooting for the stars this time and I'm not going to quit. You just opened up a can of worms and I'm gonna start to lose it. I don't mean any disrespect; just recognize this kid is next. Watch my victims slowly fall apart. Let me teach you a thing or two, make you look like foolish dudes. Witness a man in his prime, taking names one man at a time. Go ahead, you can start calling me the champ, I'm living the dream for all of you out there scared to take the chance."
Ryan stands backstage in his locker room, he sees the camera, smiles and begins to speak.
Ryan
Hey there ladies and gentlemen, last week I did what I said what I was going to do. And this week will be the same. I've got something to prove to you fans because in past weeks I feel like I've let you all down. I am going to dominate WCF. Now, I don't want to brag but, I'm going to spend so much time at the top, I'll get a ticket for loitering. You see, I'm so damn ahead of the roster that I plagiarize my future self. I know you see the talent in me; I do all my own stunts, with no steroids or supplements. So everyone hides all week and trains with no word or status from anyone, leaving me hanging dry and forced to do the same this week. But I'm here anyway. I'm confident as always, but just to an extent. The chances are slim. But I've beaten the odds a few times already haven’t I? I'm going to continue to exceed the limit this week! Deruty over here thinks he's like some kind of patriot? You're nothing but a wannabe! You dare call yourself a hero? Do you know who I am? I am WCF's savior! You went from world champ to US champ pretty fast huh? You feel the reality hit you in the face and it hurts, I know. People like you think so acute, but I'm too obtuse for you to understand. If I say it, I already did it, or it's about to happen! I didn't come this far to lose it all now, no way, I have too much pride. Let me welcome you to my world. Damn people act as if it's a big sin for me to take what's rightfully mine. You run your mouth but you say no words, just gibberish. All of you haters are all talk and no action. You two are probably so busy worrying about each other you forgot about little old me here. Well open your eyes; I am the biggest threat to your careers. I mean Baines I have a little respect for, but not Donald. He's a has been, he's past his prime and is fading. Me on the other hand, talent runs deep in my veins, it flows like poison under my skin. At this point I'm infected with the sickness of perfectionist. While all of you are talking that he says, she says bullshit. I think you better quit it, or you'll be leaving with more than a fat lip. If you haven't heard D-Day, bad things come in two's. WCF you've been warned, it is coming.
And it will be, Epic!
The Scene fades.[/color]
RP#1
vs Donald Deruty
vs Philip Baines
For WCF "Merged" Championship
Ryan is young. He looks angry, he is outside in a parking lot. Heavy rain falls deep from the cold, black, night sky. Next to him is Odin Balfore. They walk quickly as the rain continues to spiral down at them.
Odin
So are you?
Ryan
Hey, just stop there man.
Odin
No! I want to know, I was just going to ask you why…
Ryan
If the good die young, then why am I still alive, Odin!?
Odin
Ryan, you can't…
Ryan
Be quiet, get in the car. Just get in the damn car!
Ryan opens the door to his car and gets inside, Odin gets in with him and Ryan starts the engine. He peels out of the lot.
Ryan - Inner Thoughts
Do I want this shit forever, or just a couple seasons? Maybe neither, maybe I should crash my car now and not think about a reason. I'm doing 90 even, speeding around these corners burning rubber. I can feel satin breathing down my neck. I can hear angles asking for me to stop but I cant, this shit is crazy. And there's the cops, aw fuck! I can't believe it, I'm not stopping no! I can't go to no damn prison. This life right here is crazy man believe it! After I signed a contract I didn't have to raise a finger, everybody did what I said because when I said it, they believed it. All the guys show me respect and all the women show me cleavage, the kids were such big fans like I was Jesus. But I when I said I was leading them to freedom, I was teaching them to look up to someone they believe in. Good, the bridge is just after this intersection, so do I want this shit forever? No, just a couple more seconds![/i]
He floors it.
Odin
You don't have to do this Ryan! It's not that bad!
The engine roars, aggressively. He doesn't retreat; he jumps the curb and breaks through the barrier. They remain in air for what seems like forever. Odin is now smiling at Ryan, but Ryan looks confused.
Odin
You Passed, Ryan.
They land and are swallowed by the massive body of water beneath the bridge.
Ryan sits up and gasps.
He is alone, in his bed. He swallows hard as he takes deep breaths. In a cold sweat. It was a just a dream. Or was it more?
- - - - -
"Wait for yourself my man; you'll never be what is in your heart. Weak little lion man, you're not as brave as you were at the start. Rate yourself and rape yourself and take all the courage you have left. Waist it on fixing all the problems you made in your own head. Troubled by yourself, I know that you've seen this all before. Trembled little lion man, you'll never settle any of your scores. Your grace is wasted in your face. Learn from your mistakes or you'll spend your days biting your own neck. It was not your fault, but mine. And it was your title on the line; I really fucked it up this time. Didn't I my dare? So this one is for those people, ripping at my loose pride. Open your eyes people, being number one is my goal, but it's Ryan Blake verses the industry. Not for long though. Now, I have a question can anybody answer it? Who's the underdog in this match? I speak my mind and that's why you're scared. We all know that wrestling is starting to die, but I'm taking it back for the future like Marty Mickfly. I'm the next generation of greatness whether you like it or not. I'm wrestling's MVP, I'm shooting for the stars this time and I'm not going to quit. You just opened up a can of worms and I'm gonna start to lose it. I don't mean any disrespect; just recognize this kid is next. Watch my victims slowly fall apart. Let me teach you a thing or two, make you look like foolish dudes. Witness a man in his prime, taking names one man at a time. Go ahead, you can start calling me the champ, I'm living the dream for all of you out there scared to take the chance."
Ryan stands backstage in his locker room, he sees the camera, smiles and begins to speak.
Ryan
Hey there ladies and gentlemen, last week I did what I said what I was going to do. And this week will be the same. I've got something to prove to you fans because in past weeks I feel like I've let you all down. I am going to dominate WCF. Now, I don't want to brag but, I'm going to spend so much time at the top, I'll get a ticket for loitering. You see, I'm so damn ahead of the roster that I plagiarize my future self. I know you see the talent in me; I do all my own stunts, with no steroids or supplements. So everyone hides all week and trains with no word or status from anyone, leaving me hanging dry and forced to do the same this week. But I'm here anyway. I'm confident as always, but just to an extent. The chances are slim. But I've beaten the odds a few times already haven’t I? I'm going to continue to exceed the limit this week! Deruty over here thinks he's like some kind of patriot? You're nothing but a wannabe! You dare call yourself a hero? Do you know who I am? I am WCF's savior! You went from world champ to US champ pretty fast huh? You feel the reality hit you in the face and it hurts, I know. People like you think so acute, but I'm too obtuse for you to understand. If I say it, I already did it, or it's about to happen! I didn't come this far to lose it all now, no way, I have too much pride. Let me welcome you to my world. Damn people act as if it's a big sin for me to take what's rightfully mine. You run your mouth but you say no words, just gibberish. All of you haters are all talk and no action. You two are probably so busy worrying about each other you forgot about little old me here. Well open your eyes; I am the biggest threat to your careers. I mean Baines I have a little respect for, but not Donald. He's a has been, he's past his prime and is fading. Me on the other hand, talent runs deep in my veins, it flows like poison under my skin. At this point I'm infected with the sickness of perfectionist. While all of you are talking that he says, she says bullshit. I think you better quit it, or you'll be leaving with more than a fat lip. If you haven't heard D-Day, bad things come in two's. WCF you've been warned, it is coming.
And it will be, Epic!
The Scene fades.[/color]
