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| Judas Dathan | Dec 12 2012, 11:20 PM Post #1 |
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THE Jimmy
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The Edge Of The Sword "I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who it's for or against." -Malcolm X - One of my heroes is Elijah Muhammad. For all that it's worth, he was a man who always spoke his mind, and he spoke it frequently. He would speak his mind to those who did not want to hear it, even the 'powers that may be'. He was a man, that in the same era as Martin Luther King, instigated physical violence against the white man who had caused him and his people so much pain and suffering. He had a sense of entitlement, because he understood that America's economy and agriculture was built off the backs of his ancestors. Who were these white boys to tell him that he couldn't sit here, or eat there? They were worthless; and Elijah made sure to express that opinion several times. For somebody to truly appreciate what this man has done, they would have to have been humiliated and oppressed in a similar manner that he and his people were. They were treated like dogs, and even after slavery, were economically enslaved. They were taught that they weren't even human, that they were some inferior species whose very existence is that based off the white man's desire to keep them alive. And you know what? Elijah proved that wrong. When he pushed back against the white man, they cried foul and bitched and moaned. "I suppose things couldn't get too much easier for me...I am set to wage both mental and physical warfare with two mere weaklings. It should be a triumphant victory, as usual. I'm expecting a submission within the first five minutes..." My voice trailed off as my eyes fell upon Jen's tight, beautiful body. She was stunning in every sense of the word. And wearing what she was wearing, or lack thereof, she was breathtaking. And so I looked upon my vast empire, the world is mine. I'm the most dangerous man on the planet, and I'd challenge anybody to try to tell me otherwise. Any country can send whoever they want, but they shouldn't send anyone they want coming back in anything other than a body bag. And even now, as I looked upon the vast Louisianan city of New Orleans, a town that was once devastated to it's very foundation and rendered into a post apocalyptic wasteland by the wrath of Hurricane Katrina, I wonder to myself: what more do I have to do? What more has to be done? How else can I expand my empire. The suit stuck to my body as I turned back around, my eyes being met by Jen wearing a seductive dress, as usual. She really understood me. Just as I understood weak people. I could smell fear on people. That's how I know how courageous Jen is. I don't see the same fear in her eyes that I do in that of Matt Slater. The same fear that caused him to duck me until I brought his family into it. He's a despicable man for not defending his honor any sooner. See, that's how I view my two opponents this week. Both are mentally weak individuals who will be lost in the ring with me. I find it funny that Alexis accepted to take this match, in fact, there were rumors that she asked for this match. She must have a serious BDSM fetish if she wants to get beaten this bad. She of all people should understand what it's like being in the ring with the artist formerly known as the king of scrap, but now known as the king of ACW. Maybe she doesn't remember, because I spiked her on the back of her head; probably prompting extreme brain damage. Shame I didn't kill her right then and there, she probably would've been turned on by that, her last dying breaths being moans of sexual pleasure. And on the other hand, in the other corner, lay a mischievous little Tori Devine. She has been adamant about not wanting to be like her brother, Daniel. Perhaps that's her only path to victory; because if she intended to be like her brother, she would lose to him, just as Daniel lost to me in Total Extreme Wrestling's last show...when I was a rookie, and he was in his prime. I suppose that Tori has a chance to do something her failure brother could never do, and that's show the slightest bit of talent. I'm almost glad that Cera ended Daniel's career, at the end of the day he was a parasite feeding off of the success known as ACW which was built upon the backs of myself and Cera. Thanks to Cera, Daniel will starve, and thanks to me after this week, his sister too, will starve. Since day one, it's always been that way. We've always been the best, and the whole world has had to serve. They crumbled before us, as we blew away the smoke. And so we ruled; it isn't a matter of us attempting to take over ACW, we have already done that. ACW has been conquered, it happened so fast that nobody could catch it, but so slow that nobody could notice it's progression. Project SIN was a success. And nobody will ever begin to stop that. Not Matt Slater, not Al Envy, and sure as hell not Tori Devine, Alexis or Orlando. You see, I consider myself many things. A pioneer, a warrior, a legend, immortal even; however, I do not consider myself a good human being. A good man who defends the honor of people he loves? Yes. A man who wears his heart (what little I have) on his sleeve? Yes. But a good person? No. I don't donate to charity, my favorite activity is smashing the dreams of others, I dug up my dead father and then threatened Slater's family. Humanitarian of the year? Probably not. But you know what I am? Honest. And unlike Tori's brother, and her for that matter, I'm not going to pretend to be a 'good Christian' when in fact, I am far from it...just like them. Who can call themselves the "A-List Achilles" and the "A-List Athena" and roll around in style, fancy cars and everything else like that, and still remain humble? How much of that money goes to charity? How many churches could've been put up instead of wasting your fucking money on a fancy car? "Jen...have you ever imagined if our actions didn't have consequences?" "Ahhh...nope Judaskins" Her eyes zoomed in on me, she understood that I wasn't in the greatest of moods. My health was deteriorating in front of her, I hated showing weakness, I wanted to be her superman, a man that she could be proud of, not a man that she would have to take care of. I wanted to take care of her, but instead, she was taking care of me. I suppose we all have our time of need, but I pray that this dark chapter ends, thus concluding my life. "The filthy people, the animals will rise to power. Animals like Reya Serra-" "Reyakins?!" "Yes. She will rise to power. Frank Finelli, Matt Slater. All the cowards of the Court. The likes of Xandor Cross, Orlando Ocean will rise to power knowing that they could not be stopped. That's why evolution has created natural predators. Myself, Cera and Thor being the most prominent of those predators. And it's amazing how somebody like Al Envy decides to march his ass to his doom..." Words coated in bitterness, I sighed before taking my hand from the cold window. The rain pittered and pattered above me, falling like bullets. Walking over, I sat next to Jen; it was a long day, a day of press conferences, interviews, you know, the regular shit talking business. But here's the thing: I'm not trying to hype up these matches. I mean exactly what I'm saying, nothing more nothing less. There are no subliminal messages; just statements backed up by facts. For example, a fact is that I took Alexa's training partner's leg home with me when we faced, with, what was considered the most brutal submission in ACW history. Another fact is that I decimated Daniel Devine, a man (if you can consider him that), who shares the same bloodline as Tori. I spilt his blood on my hands, and now I will spill hers, I destroyed Orlando's leg, and now I'll destroy Alexa's. "'Ya know Judaskins...ya get really angry sometimes! Ya gotta let that stress out..." "Oh?" "Yah..." Jen's eyes narrowed and locked with mine. Our lips, too, locked; but I couldn't help to think of the similar scenario of now and the next Initiative. I was going to be mounting pretty women (Jen being considerably more radiant and beautiful than either of the two), having my way with them, and choking them. The only difference is that Jen's going to at least get some offense, you know, because that's the way I like it. Don't call it a comeback...I've always been here. |
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