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Topic Started: Dec 8 2016, 03:39 AM (33 Views)
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December 6, 2016 -- 10:00 PM
At a small bar, at the Hilton hotel in Raleigh, North Carolina...


...we find Johnny Gillmen, sporting a blue Ezekiel Elliott Dallas Cowboys jersey, perusing through the jukebox in search of a song to start off his morning. Yulia, his girlfriend that he met while on a Caribbean cruise, sits patiently on a leather stool at the bar, staring at the Islander alum as he reads through the song choices.

Yulia: I want to hear some "beat and shouting!"

Johnny chuckled, knowing that "beat and shouting" was code for something peppy in nature, He took a gander on the jukebox's digital screen, thinking about what was available to play.

Johnny Gillmen: Hrmmm...lemme see. Aerosmith...George Strait...Kelly Clarkson...Lady Gaga...ah-HA! There we are! Yulia, hope you like this one.

Johnny stood up before walking back toward the bar, where he sat down on the stool next to Yulia. With a smile as big as the Atlantic, he waited a few moments before the song he chose began to blast through the loudspeakers. And then...

"So...I'll tell ya what I want, what I really-really want.
So tell me what ya want, what ya really-really want..."


...the Spice Girls' mid-1990s standard "Wannabe" began to blare. The other two patrons sitting in the bar started laughing, but Yulia rolled her eyes in disgust, hating the 20-year-old tune.

Yulia: Johnny-JJ...that is NOT "beat and shouting."

Johnny couldn't help but chuckle with glee on the inside, thinking "it was the only thing I could think of..." as Yulia stared at him. The bartender, 50-something African-American woman with a lot of soul in her voice. strolls in with a small notepad.

Bartender: Nice song choice, hun--my daughter used to listen to them a ton. What can I get you this mornin'?

Johnny: I could go for a mimosa ma'am--with a l'il extra kick.

Writing the order down, the gracious bartender turned to Yulia.

Bartender: Ahh, great one--and for the lady?

Yulia: Nothing for me--I have to drive him around everywhere we go.

The bartender nodded her head before heading towards the back to complete the order. As the song continued to play, Johnny gave his girlfriend a quizzical expression.

Johnny: I didn't know ya hated the Spice Girls...

Yulia: My Mother used to torture me with their music if I did something bad when I was a child.

Yulia's stern tone of voice made the ex-Islander close his eyes, remember the last time he heard the song being played.

Johnny: I remember Scotty and I gettin' blitzed one night at the Bionic Bar--played this song to death.

Yulia: I know--and I had to physically help a bunch of Redshirts drag you back to your stateroom. It was NOT a pleasant sight...

Johnny sighed to himself, looking back upon the memories he made while on the Harmony of the Seas. He wondered how his engineering friend, Patrick Scott, was doing ever since that two-week voyage in September, but more importantly, he began to hearken back to the first time the couple had met--which made me grin warmly.

Johnny: Still...what a cruise, huh? I mean, shoot...that's where we met.

Yulia nodded slightly as she rubbed on the TAMUCC grad's shoulder.

Yulia: We...helped each other, became close, explored new ideas. That's what matters, more than what music we love.

The bartender came back with JJ's mimosa; before he took his first sip, JJ solemnly raised his glass in the air, as if he was about to offer a toast.

Johnny: What would I do without ya?

~~~~~~~~~~~

Yo Ironclad,

Lemme tell ya a l’il somethin’ that...I think ya oughta know. The world we live in is full of tough guys and gals, people who wanna do nothin’ else but tear ya to shreds if ya let ‘em. It don’t matter how touch ya are, how rich ya are, or how well-traveled ya are...’cuz NOTHIN’ is more high-strung, stubborn-minded, or thick-skinned than livin’ itself. It’s a mean and nasty hellhole that’ll roast ya alll day and night while its leaders sit there on their golden thrones and laugh themselves all the way to the bank!

Somewhere down the road...you forgot about that.

You’ve created a vision of a so-called “perfect” world around ya that don’t have people to guide ya on your journey, where it’s okay to damn authority at the drop of a hat just ‘cuz they slighted ya, and so on and so forth. You’ve made yourself into this monstrous, invincible behemoth that thinks he’s smarter than the average Joe Plinko, that will often start blamin’ other people when they knock ya down a peg or two. Youve fostered this persona of hatred for all things that are designed to help ya, to make ya into a better human bein, makin’ yourself turn out to be an anarchist, a despot who makes Khan look like a cupcake.

You’ve forgotten that space we live in today ain’t perfect. It ain’t SUPPOSED to be that way!

That’s why there’s good dudes and dudettes out there who wanna help ya make ya into a better guy.

Thing is though, you’ve been fightin’ on top of a hill of your life, hittin’ other people without any regard for common sense or decency! That ain’t how the world works, bubba...it may be as bad as LA’s Skid Row at times, but the people of the world I live in know what they’re worth; so they love goin’ out there and takin’ what they’re worth! The catch is real simple...ya gotta be ready and willin’ to take shots yourself, ya gotta have the heart and desire to fight UPHILL and EARN your place in life! That’s how REAL winnin’ is done—without bein’ a l’il snark to people who mean well, without blamin’ others for your own mistakes, wthout actin’ like you’re the only kid in the neighborhood worthy enough to play with the ball!

Look dude...I could brag all I want to about bein’ part of the longest-reignin’ tag team champs all I want to, but that’s what bullies do. I’m MORE than just a Grumpy Young Dude...I’m a man who’s fought an uphill battle ALL MY LIFE, dealin’ with blindness and alll that good stuff. In a society where people just like you laugh at my every single day, I’ve THRIVED—for everything I’ve ever done since joinin’ the wrestlin’ gig was about learnin’ to grow, learnin’ to survive. If you ain’t ready to learn about the things that make me tick—heart and character—then you’re gonna be in for a HELLUVA long night…

...one that’ll end in a rather ugly fashion.

I’m Johnny Gillmen...and I #Dare2Dream.

See ya Thursday bub.
Edited by John, Dec 8 2016, 03:52 AM.
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