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What Was Old is New Again
Topic Started: Dec 1 2016, 04:59 AM (22 Views)
Drew
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"Death closes all: but something ere the end, Some work of noble note, may yet be done, Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods." - Alfred, Lord Tennyson

There comes a time, in every man's life, where he must search his soul and decide if he's straight with whatever God--or Gods--he chooses to worship. You do this long enough, and this is true even in the professional wrestling business.

At Reloaded, I gave it my all. I literally left it in the ring against three other competitors; all of them younger than me. It wasn't enough. Now, Eva Broussard is the Classic Champion, and my bid to be the first person to hold 5 championships here is officially on pause. Will I want a rematch? Better believe it. I earned it. I did MORE than my share to deserve it. But that's not the target right now.

Now... it's this Point Roulette system.

And it's on to the next one.


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Location: Price Daniel Unit, Snyder, TX
Date/Time: 11JUL90, 1427 Hours CDT

They say that no matter how long your prison sentence is, you only do two days on the inside--the day you go in, and the day you get out. I wish someone had told me that.

For the last three months, while awaiting my trial, this has been home. 110 miles from my beloved Odessa was my newest place to reside in Snyder. Judge Montez denied my lawyer's request for house arrest, or bond. Said it was 'extraordinary circumstances', and that I was a 'flight risk'. I wasn't going anywhere. My mother was terrified of me, and if we're being honest, I was scared of myself at this point. I didn't even know what I did, even after having the detective lay out the night's events. I had confessed, but that was to avoid the death penalty. Lawyers said that, in Texas, judges didn't need much reason to fire up 'Ol' Sparky' if they felt so inclined.


Michael Robinson: John, the judge has set your trial date for a week from today.

This was my lawyer. Mama couldn't afford a real lawyer, so he was my public defender. He was talking to me through the glass, just like in the movies.

JD: I don't care. I've been here for three months now. What's another week?

That was a lie. I was slowly losing my mind, but I couldn't let anyone know.

Michael Robinson: The judge is a former Permian Panther, so we're going to try and play up that part of the defense. He'll understand that it's Sharkey's fault for serving you when you were underage. They've got a long, long history of catering to Permian players.

JD: They didn't make me smash that guy's face in.

Michael Robinson: That's not up to you to say. Let the prosecutor try and figure that out.

JD: I'm pleading guilty to manslaughter. I've already caused my mom enough pain for one lifetime. I just want this over.

Michael Robinson: You're serious? I've never seen anyone serve anything less than one year for that.

JD: I want it done. I just want to put this all behind me, and never look back.

I saw the look of defeat in his eyes. I think he was really going to try and get me off, and if I pled, he wouldn't be able to use his brilliant defense.

Michael Robinson: I'll tell the DA. You know, I think we could have won...

JD: It's not always about winning.

I hung up the phone and called for the guard. I had a feeling that the next week wouldn't be going as well as the last 12. And that was saying something.

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Jason fuckin' Sandman. The Danger Man. Half Angel of Death, half Angel of Death, with a sprinkling of Mephistopheles The scourge of Redemption Wrestling and the bane of the Parents Television Council. The most mentally unhinged member of our roster--yeah, I'm including Howdy in that--and the only person I can say that I respect both inside and out of the squared circle, save for my Roxy.

Sandman, we've been up and down these roads before, on what feels like HUNDREDS of occasions. So why would a guy like me challenge a criminally insane bastard like you in the Point Roulette Challenge?

Because I want to win.

Because I need points.

And because... if we're being honest here? You've never beaten me, straight up.

Sure, we had some good times, causing grief to those who would stand in our way. And yeah, we've fought some stupid crazy battles. We fought in a junkyard, in my hometown. We screwed over management in Premiere for WEEKS, until we could fight on OUR terms. We took the power away from those who didn't deserve it.

And yet, here we stand, playing by THEIR rules again. Playing THEIR game. Deciding whether to get the carrot or the stick. The reward, or the punishment.

Should we be playing this game again? Should we destroy one another for the entertainment of millions across the globe, as only we know how to do?

Of COURSE we should. As long as the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, we will play this game. We will always do battle, because that's what we do best. Either we dance this dance, or the world ends.

You might think less of me for challenging you; I don't care. I can't afford to care. I have much higher aspirations than another Slade/Sandman contest. But I need you. I need your best. I need the Sandman of old--not this milquetoast version of you that you've become. You're better than this. You've always been better than this.

Will that Sandman show up on Thursday? I sure hope so. But will it happen, really?

Not if history is any indicator.

Jason, Angel, whatever you're calling yourself this week, I have one request: don't embarrass yourself. Because no matter what happens, I'm doing to show the entire world that I earned those 20 points of yours. Your best bet is going to be to give it your very best and pray that when I knock the ever-loving fuck out of you, I don't do enough to put you out of the game. I know that many people have tried and failed. But I've never tried before.

Frankly, I never even thought about it. Sounds like something the Captain would do. But if you stand in my way?

Let's not think about it yet.

Good luck on Thursday. You'll need it.

See you then.

Edited by Drew, Dec 1 2016, 05:03 AM.
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