Post by havok360 on Dec 21, 2005 17:13:22 GMT -5
The camera comes into focus looking over a casket. The inside lining of the casket is pink velvet and inside holds Havok’s grandmother. She has been dolled up for the ceremony and has her eyes closed. Around the casket is many family members and friends crying and interacting about their experiences with her. On the other side of the room is Havok sitting in a chair starring down at the floor. We scoot closer towards him and notice he has tears in his eyes. He looks up and notices our presence and looks back down at the floor. He begins to speak to the camera.
Havok: Out of all the arguments that me and my grandmother had, I never wished this upon her. I now have no real family to turn to in my time of need. Having my family die when I was a child, my grandmother dedicated her life to support me. As I grew older we grew apart and didn’t talk much. When we did talk we argued ninety percent of the time but in both of our hearts, we still loved each other.
Havok gets up to his feet and begins to stand in line to see his dead grandmother one last time. In the background we hear music singing about heaven and angels. The line moves at a slow rate as one by one each family member walks away from the casket for the final time. While standing in line Havok begins to speak again.
Havok: As each footstep I take closer to that casket, another teardrop drops down off my cheeks and hits the floor. I am going to live my life the way my grandmother always wanted me to, to be happy. Well while I was given the bad news at the hospital that she had died of a blood clot in one of the veins leading to her heart, it was followed up by some good news. As I went home, her trailer, there was a message on the answering machine. It was a man that my grandmother left in charge of her will, for when she passed away, and my grandmother left me an inheritance. At first I was expecting a couple of thousands, but that wasn’t what I was informed. My grandmother had a lot of money that she never informed me of, and when they told me the amount she left me I dropped the phone and passed out on my bed. My grandmother left my millions of dollars that she saved up. I respect her for doing that for me and for never gloating her money around or in any ones face.
Havok is next in line to say his final farewells to his grandmother. The lady in front of Havok is his aunt. She takes a step closer towards the casket and instantly her eyes are covered in tears. She is holding a tissue, and wipes her eyes several times. She breaks down and her husband carries her away from the casket. Next in line is Havok. He walks up to the casket, standing right in front of it. He begins to speak.
Havok: Oh grandmother, why did you have to leave? We had many more experiences to go through and a lot more time to spend together. I blame myself for some of your death, from all of the arguments we got into. For that I apologize and I will miss you truly. I would also like to thank you for your generous gift you left me in your will. For that I will always be grateful. One thing I have realized standing here in line is you are in a better place. There is no arguing in heaven, so party away for many years to come and most of all enjoy yourself.
Havok reaches over and gives his grandmother a kiss on her forehead. He has tears coming from his eyes as he steps away from the casket. His uncle notices him and brings him a tissue and Havok thanks him and wipes his eyes. Havok walks over to his aunt and gives her a hug and promises her everything is going to be okay and most of all holds her for a little to do nothing more than comfort her. He then thanks other family members for coming with handshakes and hugs and then steps outside for a while. Havok pulls out a cigarette from out of his pocket and reaches for his lighter that is in his front pocket of his dress up shirt. He is sitting in a chair outside of the building smoking a cigarette and begins to speak once again.
Havok: Out of all of this, I was unable to get my match at the pay per view, Holiday Havoc, against Martin Paine for the Light Heavyweight Championship postponed. So now I am going into this match not focused only on my opponent. I mean for Christ sakes, I just lost my grandmother, but knowing Martin that is another weakness he can attack. Well for this match I have to get a defense wall and place it in my mind to zone out the thought of my dead grandmother. When I step into the arena my mind is going to be on Martin Paine and that championship. Everything else is going to be pushed out of my mind completely until I am crowned the first ever Light Heavyweight Champion of Valor.
Havok takes another puff on his cigarette and then stands up and walks over to the trashcan. He drops the cigarette on the ground and steps on it, to put out the flame. He then picks it up by the back end and tosses it into the trashcan. He walks back over to his seat and sits down again. Once again he has to dry his eyes from the tears in his eyes with the tissue. He then begins to speak again.
Havok: At the coming of Holiday Havoc, I am going to dedicate my championship match to my grandmother. As much as she hated me wrestling, she wanted nothing more than for me to succeed and that is exactly what she is going to help me do, succeed. Not physically but mentally, she is going to push me to my limits in my match and help me come out successful at Holiday Havoc. Now I would like to s…..
Havok is interrupted by a phone call on his cell phone. He reaches into his pocket and puts up a finger to tell us one second. The cell phone’s sounds are up high so we are able to hear some of the conversation. On the other line it is none other than “The Moneyman” Will Dinero.
Havok: Hello?
Dinero: Glad to see the first step in our plan went over nicely. Welcome to the big leagues!
Havok notices us listening in on the conversation. He stands up and begins to walk down the street. He turns into the parking lot of the building and sits in his car. He closes the door and is talking on his cell phone with no intentions of coming out any time soon. We fade to black staring at Havok talking on the phone while making hand movements.
OOC: I feel this is prolly my best rp I have ever established, so feedback would be greatly appreciated!
Havok: Out of all the arguments that me and my grandmother had, I never wished this upon her. I now have no real family to turn to in my time of need. Having my family die when I was a child, my grandmother dedicated her life to support me. As I grew older we grew apart and didn’t talk much. When we did talk we argued ninety percent of the time but in both of our hearts, we still loved each other.
Havok gets up to his feet and begins to stand in line to see his dead grandmother one last time. In the background we hear music singing about heaven and angels. The line moves at a slow rate as one by one each family member walks away from the casket for the final time. While standing in line Havok begins to speak again.
Havok: As each footstep I take closer to that casket, another teardrop drops down off my cheeks and hits the floor. I am going to live my life the way my grandmother always wanted me to, to be happy. Well while I was given the bad news at the hospital that she had died of a blood clot in one of the veins leading to her heart, it was followed up by some good news. As I went home, her trailer, there was a message on the answering machine. It was a man that my grandmother left in charge of her will, for when she passed away, and my grandmother left me an inheritance. At first I was expecting a couple of thousands, but that wasn’t what I was informed. My grandmother had a lot of money that she never informed me of, and when they told me the amount she left me I dropped the phone and passed out on my bed. My grandmother left my millions of dollars that she saved up. I respect her for doing that for me and for never gloating her money around or in any ones face.
Havok is next in line to say his final farewells to his grandmother. The lady in front of Havok is his aunt. She takes a step closer towards the casket and instantly her eyes are covered in tears. She is holding a tissue, and wipes her eyes several times. She breaks down and her husband carries her away from the casket. Next in line is Havok. He walks up to the casket, standing right in front of it. He begins to speak.
Havok: Oh grandmother, why did you have to leave? We had many more experiences to go through and a lot more time to spend together. I blame myself for some of your death, from all of the arguments we got into. For that I apologize and I will miss you truly. I would also like to thank you for your generous gift you left me in your will. For that I will always be grateful. One thing I have realized standing here in line is you are in a better place. There is no arguing in heaven, so party away for many years to come and most of all enjoy yourself.
Havok reaches over and gives his grandmother a kiss on her forehead. He has tears coming from his eyes as he steps away from the casket. His uncle notices him and brings him a tissue and Havok thanks him and wipes his eyes. Havok walks over to his aunt and gives her a hug and promises her everything is going to be okay and most of all holds her for a little to do nothing more than comfort her. He then thanks other family members for coming with handshakes and hugs and then steps outside for a while. Havok pulls out a cigarette from out of his pocket and reaches for his lighter that is in his front pocket of his dress up shirt. He is sitting in a chair outside of the building smoking a cigarette and begins to speak once again.
Havok: Out of all of this, I was unable to get my match at the pay per view, Holiday Havoc, against Martin Paine for the Light Heavyweight Championship postponed. So now I am going into this match not focused only on my opponent. I mean for Christ sakes, I just lost my grandmother, but knowing Martin that is another weakness he can attack. Well for this match I have to get a defense wall and place it in my mind to zone out the thought of my dead grandmother. When I step into the arena my mind is going to be on Martin Paine and that championship. Everything else is going to be pushed out of my mind completely until I am crowned the first ever Light Heavyweight Champion of Valor.
Havok takes another puff on his cigarette and then stands up and walks over to the trashcan. He drops the cigarette on the ground and steps on it, to put out the flame. He then picks it up by the back end and tosses it into the trashcan. He walks back over to his seat and sits down again. Once again he has to dry his eyes from the tears in his eyes with the tissue. He then begins to speak again.
Havok: At the coming of Holiday Havoc, I am going to dedicate my championship match to my grandmother. As much as she hated me wrestling, she wanted nothing more than for me to succeed and that is exactly what she is going to help me do, succeed. Not physically but mentally, she is going to push me to my limits in my match and help me come out successful at Holiday Havoc. Now I would like to s…..
Havok is interrupted by a phone call on his cell phone. He reaches into his pocket and puts up a finger to tell us one second. The cell phone’s sounds are up high so we are able to hear some of the conversation. On the other line it is none other than “The Moneyman” Will Dinero.
Havok: Hello?
Dinero: Glad to see the first step in our plan went over nicely. Welcome to the big leagues!
Havok notices us listening in on the conversation. He stands up and begins to walk down the street. He turns into the parking lot of the building and sits in his car. He closes the door and is talking on his cell phone with no intentions of coming out any time soon. We fade to black staring at Havok talking on the phone while making hand movements.
OOC: I feel this is prolly my best rp I have ever established, so feedback would be greatly appreciated!
