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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 19 2016, 04:48 PM (53 Views) | |
| Jason Sandman | Oct 19 2016, 04:48 PM Post #1 |
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Jason: Greatness can only defined by the foolish for so long. Once you beat insight into the minds of those who oppress you then anything is possible. So get in there little one and give them hell. With that Jason places a male baby English Bulldog down on the floor of what looks to be a SPCA. As the puppy walks along the floor it becomes obvious that Sandman’s little friend is missing part of his back right leg. The dog is still fighting though. He’s determined to make it. Jason watches the dog and admires the fight. Jason calls the puppy over and as soon as the little one makes it over Sandman picks it up and starts talking to the doggy again. Jason: Mark Twain put it best “It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog”. I can see the fight in you and as you grow no one will be able to fuck with you. Every dog will give you your space to strut. Lucky you. My problem is a little different. I am the biggest monster in the war, but I am looked at like the runt of the litter. Maybe because I am a fuck up. Maybe because I am injury prone. Maybe it’s due to the gods being disappointed in their creation. Who can say, but what I do know is those people who make the rules are using their runt for their bidding. Put in a fight that I am never intended to win. The higher ups have their plans for what will make their highest profit show and I am not part of it. Jason gives a smirk. Jason: It's nothing I ain't used to. Tattooed, scarred up, and lacking a six pack. Not your ideal poster boy. The plan is to euthanize both of us, but they don't realize that the both of us are in the business of fucking up the plans of the ignorant. As Jason finishes those final words, he notices a young lady slowly opening the door to the room Jason and the puppy have been in. Young Lady: Have we been enjoying ourselves in here? Jason pets the dog while he responds. Jason: Of course we have. So tell me about this little guy. Young Lady: We don't know a lot about him. A couple of volunteers came in a couple of mornings ago and he was walking in the parking lot. Best we can figure he was born without his leg and the people who had him didn't want to deal with him so they either dropped him off here or they just threw him out and he made it to us. We have had our veterinarians check him out and he seems to be in good health. Jason: Good. I’ll take him. Young Lady: Great. Glad to see that someone will love this puppy as much as we have enjoyed having him around. Now we just need to go over a few things. First off you will need to get his final shots and in a couple weeks bring him back to be neutered. I just need to get some paperwork together and you and your new friend can be on your way. The lady comes over and takes the puppy from Jason so they can get the process going. Jason sits in the room while the lady leaves with his new dog. Jason: I hope Brandy likes her new little friend. With that Jason stands up and walks out of the room heading to the front desk to pay for everything. --------- Committing a little B&E, Jason Sandman has himself inside the Redemption ring that has already been set up inside the United Center. Sitting on the mat and leaning up against the corner pads Jason surveys the arena around him before looking down at the box the he has placed next to himself. With an assured look on his face Jason speaks. Jason: I can fucking do this. No matter what odds are put against me I am going to win the God damn Redemption Championship. First week of business that was the easy part. No one expected Red Dragon to even get a second look at the title. He was the joke of the week. Hell I am hearing that he has already demanded his contract be voided after last weeks embarrassment. That was then this is now and the world we live in now I am the joke. Jason Sandman you were given a freebie, but now we are throwing you to Captain Howdy and this Abel Essex kid. These two men are the future of this company and you well you are just there. Question is why do they feel that way? Could it be because I am an asshole or maybe because I attempted to fuck up the protected Gaither. All these are great possibilities, but honestly I think I comes to down to the words I had with Mrs. Ramsey. Threats made and my threats need to be eliminated. I got bad news for the board though. I am fucking up the plans no matter who I have to go through. My dream plan was for Sandman vs. Slade finals, but we see where that went. My friend fucks up my plan for personal redemption, and now I am going to have to fuck up the plans of the Board. Not that I care about ruining everyone's plan. It is my specialty, but my main issue is that people thought it would hold me back seeing that I am facing a brother. Captain Howdy you and I both know what our lives have been through knowing one another. From you allowing me and my daughter to hear the sage like advice of George to you and I winning the tag titles in Premiere and then going on to dominating the division. We were the best of friends along with Evan Andrews, the true Terminus. Funny thing about it though. I have a way of fixing bad decisions my brothers make. Jason reaches down into the box and then raises his hand to reveal the Terminus mask. Jason: I ripped this off of the face of Evan’s replacement and new name sake because he decided to try and fuck me over. Now it's your turn. Jason throws the mask back in the box. Jason: I could forgive our little confusion last week where your puppet didn't want to speak to me because he feared for his friend Red Dragon, but then comes the issue where he would speak to The Angel. So my question comes like this. Are you letting The Beast talk for you Mr. Jacobs? I can attest that it can be hard when our demons want to talk, and if that's the case then you just let me know and we can burn this mother fucker down. The Angel vs. The Beast. Jason just laughs. Jason: Fuck this other guy because I can guarantee once we get started he will roll out the ring, jump the guard rail, and start watching the show with the rest of the puppets. This is what our whole partnership was built on. We realized that we were the baddest sons of bitches in the land and we could not survive any more blood bath battles against the other and we named ourselves Mutually Assured Destruction. The name is dead and if need be so is the agreement. I'll leave it to you to decide how this goes. Jason scratches his head as he ponders some things. Finally he comes to a realization. Jason: Of course there's the off chance that you actually want to be my friend and this is all my fucked up brain talking. If that's the case then let's just break this late bloomer before settling this match. Abel Essex I am not going to pretend like I have any clue who you are or what you have done to get here. What I do know however is you are in my way of finding prominence in a company that has done what they can to drag me down. This doesn't begin with just this tournament. No I have had to fuck up every member of the founders of this company. From Tony Field to his faggot son Noah to whatever bitch boy cronies they did everything they could to hold me down. I have bled for this company. I have broken bones for this company. Both mine and others. I have lost a wife and had my son kept away from me for this company and I would gladly do it again. I would go through all the bullshit a thousand times over if it means keeping the trash out of this business, and that's what you are Abel. You are just another piece of trash trying to live off your name because “you fucking deserve it”. Well boo fucking hoo princess. Life hasn't been going your way and now the world owes you this shot. Too bad you weren't here for the last Redemption run. You would have made a great lackey for the Field family. They loved to use those who thought they were owed something. Jason takes a deep breath and tries to refind his composure. Jason: Look Abel I am sure you are a great kid, but this just isn't your time. Hell it probably isn't my time, but I am going to do everything in my power to make everyone earn their time and if it means breaking the bones of the weak and bloodying the chosen children in the process then so be it. You will learn at Salvation like so many others have been forced to learn. I am the New Age Punisher and I am coming for blood. With those words Jason appears to be in pain. Jason closes his eyes to focus and fight whatever it is, but when his eyes reopen they are dead. The Angel then takes this time to speak. The Angel: You are coming for failure Jason. Just like you always do. You've spoken of history lessons, but what you didn't speak of is all your failures. You have never been able to find your glory days without me. You fight without me and you die. Always has been that way and always will be. Now if you would be so kind me and The Beast have made our plans and you will not….wait what are you doing? With The Angel’s confusion coming forth Jason's eyes clear up and Jason is himself again. Jason: I don't need you for this. I told you when it was your time you would have it. For now it is my time. I am Jason Sandman, I am an asshole, I approve this message. Deal with it bitches. |
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