Post by havok360 on Dec 16, 2005 20:40:36 GMT -5
The camera comes into focus over the trailer park where Havok and his grandmother live. There is a doghouse on the outside of the trailer but there is no dog in it as of this time. We are checking out the scenery and Havok catches the camera’s eye when he busted through the trailer’s door. He has a briefcase in hand and walking down the short driveway of the property. Following shortly after is Havok’s grandmother and she is yelling out the door at him. He begins to yell back. The camera catches a dog at the grandmother’s side. Havok drops the briefcase and turns around in a cocky manner. His grandmother in her pink slippers comes walking down the driveway with her arms crossed. They are standing face to face with each other and begin to speak. We are able to catch the conversation.
Havok: Look grandmother, I am my own man now and I can’t have you running me down all the time. You tell me I need to get a real job and everything else. Well truth of the matter is this. I have a real job, I love my job, and I am damn good at it. If you aren’t going to stand behind me in my career decision, then fine, but no matter what you say, isn’t going to change my line of thinking with my job.
Grandmother: Well then you can just leave. You know I am sick and you would rather be out with your buddies wrestling for a belt. Proving nothing in the real world and doing nothing with your intelligence. Sorry I am not supporting you while you throw your life away with those…. people.
Havok: Those…. people are my friends. They are my true supporters in my career choice. They are others that see life the same way I do and that is to entertain. You do not realize all the people in the real world that I entertain. You have no idea how many fan letters I receive in the mail a day. These people love me and I am dedicated to them. That is what truly hurts you.
His grandmother gets really red in the face and blows out her chest at him. She sticks her hand up in the air and begins pointing into his face. She begins yelling at him.
Grandmother: What do you mean by that?! I have loved you my whole life and done nothing but support you through everything you have done. I just don’t see why you want to waste your life and your valuable time wrestling in a box with nonsocial people. They mean nothing to the real world. They are no better than clowns. That is what you are Havok, a clown. The fans watch you to get cheap laughs out of you from you pain and suffering. Truth of the matter is this; I would support you more if you were a clown. At least you would have to go to a school for that.
Havok rubs both of his eyes with his thumb and index fingers on his left hand. He then uses his open hands to rub up and down on his face. He then puts his hands down and looks back into his grandmother’s face. He begins to speak in a calm and cool manner.
Havok: I have nothing more to say to you. I am out of here.
Havok turns around and picks up the briefcase and is totally giving his grandmother the cold shoulder. His grandmother is behind him yelling at the top of her lungs. Havok is ignoring her and continues to walk down the short driveway. He makes it to the road in the trailer park and begins walking down the road. He is walking through the streets murmuring to himself and looks up at the camera. He gives a half grin to the camera and looks back down at his feet as he continues to walk. He then looks straight ahead and begins to speak while continuing to walk.
Havok: Okay, you must all be here for me to speak about my match on Sunday Night Slam. Well I never let my fans down. This Sunday I am on a team with a devious man that knows his way around the ring. Similar wrestling styles as me and a great competitor in the ring. I am going to have the honor to be on the same team with a man that just came off of a huge victory last Tuesday in the main event. I am on the same team that was side by side with real competitors here in Valor such as Immune and Ron Tibbs. Granted he wasn’t the one that got the pin fall, he played an important part in the match. When all pieces come together a team is successful and that is what Immune’s team was…successful.
He reaches behind him and pulls out a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket. He searches through his coat pockets and his pant pockets. He finally comes across his lighter in his front right pocket. He places the cigarette in his mouth and comes to a complete stop. He blocks the wind with his hands and lights his cigarette. We watch as the smoke comes through his fingers. He leaves the cigarette in his mouth and brings down his hands. He takes a puff on the cigarette and then uses his right hand to hold the cigarette. He blows out the smoke and begins to speak again.
Havok: I haven’t smoked since I was a little kid, but with all this nonsense that is spreading around Valor and my family really drives me towards one sometimes. My own grandmother lies to me and so do some of the guys in the locker room of Valor. So I guess if you think about it, Valor is like my family. There are family issues everywhere just more so within my true family than in Valor. None of that matters now. Lets get back on topic and speak about my match on Sunday.
Havok takes another puff on the cigarette and tips his head up and blows the smoke into the air. He then looks down at the cigarette noticing it is almost done so he takes the final puff and exhales the smoke again. He comes to a complete stop and drops the cigarette on the ground and steps on it. He then continues to walk and begins to speak again.
Havok: Now that I praised my partner for this match, let me move onto my opponents for Slam. We are going up against two other high-staked junior weights known as Pohatu and Martin Paine. I will begin with Pohatu. We are talking about a man that was on the receiving end of an ass whooping against Immune’s warriors. Immune said it best when he said, “Pohatu is going into the match as an underdog, he is going to be the main target for the match.” This match is going to be no different. I know that Martin Paine is a competitor and since I have to fight him at Holiday Havoc I see no since at attacking him now. I want him 100% for our match so there will be no whining and complaining about the outcome of the match. Pohatu I know you are a difficult man to take down, but I have dropped men with bigger names than you and more aggression than you. Pohatu with Will on my side you are going to be on the receiving end of another ass whooping, this time handed to you from yours truly and Dinero.
Havok gives a little bit of a smirk and then looks back down at the ground as he continues down the street in the trailer park. He looks back up at the sky as it begins to snow. The flakes are forming together to form bigger flakes. As they hit the ground it leaves big blobs of snow at once. He then looks back at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: Now onto the main guy on the opposite team. Mr. Paine is a man that I am going to go to war and back on numerous occasions and this is a feud I have liked doing. I am going up against this man for the Jr. Heavyweight Championship at Holiday Havoc and a man that will stop at nothing to do so. Well there is one thing that is going to stop him, and that one thing is me. I am going into this match to prove to him I am the more dominant Jr. Heavyweight in Valor. He might have earned the first slot for the shot at the title but number two is yours truly. At the end of our match at Holiday Havoc the champion will be number one and the champion will be me. Enough about the PPV, your time is coming for that. This Sunday our first chance to redeem ourselves as true champions. This is step one of becoming the champion and I am going to stop at nothing to beat step one. When the final step makes it here, I will be so pumped you will stand no chance. With Dinero and I on the same team we are unstoppable and we plan on taking out our opponents and becoming victorious in our first tag team match together on the same team for the first time. To bad Pohatu and you Martin have to be our first victims.
Havok begins to speed walk and walks away from the camera. He becomes nothing more than a shadowy figure within the snow falling. He disappears and the camera stands there confused and lost. We fade to black looking at the snow fall on the ground that we are walking on.
OOC: Sorry was in a rush and didnt make the post pretty for everyone or organized, lol, but the rp is pretty good and good luck to my opponents.
Havok: Look grandmother, I am my own man now and I can’t have you running me down all the time. You tell me I need to get a real job and everything else. Well truth of the matter is this. I have a real job, I love my job, and I am damn good at it. If you aren’t going to stand behind me in my career decision, then fine, but no matter what you say, isn’t going to change my line of thinking with my job.
Grandmother: Well then you can just leave. You know I am sick and you would rather be out with your buddies wrestling for a belt. Proving nothing in the real world and doing nothing with your intelligence. Sorry I am not supporting you while you throw your life away with those…. people.
Havok: Those…. people are my friends. They are my true supporters in my career choice. They are others that see life the same way I do and that is to entertain. You do not realize all the people in the real world that I entertain. You have no idea how many fan letters I receive in the mail a day. These people love me and I am dedicated to them. That is what truly hurts you.
His grandmother gets really red in the face and blows out her chest at him. She sticks her hand up in the air and begins pointing into his face. She begins yelling at him.
Grandmother: What do you mean by that?! I have loved you my whole life and done nothing but support you through everything you have done. I just don’t see why you want to waste your life and your valuable time wrestling in a box with nonsocial people. They mean nothing to the real world. They are no better than clowns. That is what you are Havok, a clown. The fans watch you to get cheap laughs out of you from you pain and suffering. Truth of the matter is this; I would support you more if you were a clown. At least you would have to go to a school for that.
Havok rubs both of his eyes with his thumb and index fingers on his left hand. He then uses his open hands to rub up and down on his face. He then puts his hands down and looks back into his grandmother’s face. He begins to speak in a calm and cool manner.
Havok: I have nothing more to say to you. I am out of here.
Havok turns around and picks up the briefcase and is totally giving his grandmother the cold shoulder. His grandmother is behind him yelling at the top of her lungs. Havok is ignoring her and continues to walk down the short driveway. He makes it to the road in the trailer park and begins walking down the road. He is walking through the streets murmuring to himself and looks up at the camera. He gives a half grin to the camera and looks back down at his feet as he continues to walk. He then looks straight ahead and begins to speak while continuing to walk.
Havok: Okay, you must all be here for me to speak about my match on Sunday Night Slam. Well I never let my fans down. This Sunday I am on a team with a devious man that knows his way around the ring. Similar wrestling styles as me and a great competitor in the ring. I am going to have the honor to be on the same team with a man that just came off of a huge victory last Tuesday in the main event. I am on the same team that was side by side with real competitors here in Valor such as Immune and Ron Tibbs. Granted he wasn’t the one that got the pin fall, he played an important part in the match. When all pieces come together a team is successful and that is what Immune’s team was…successful.
He reaches behind him and pulls out a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket. He searches through his coat pockets and his pant pockets. He finally comes across his lighter in his front right pocket. He places the cigarette in his mouth and comes to a complete stop. He blocks the wind with his hands and lights his cigarette. We watch as the smoke comes through his fingers. He leaves the cigarette in his mouth and brings down his hands. He takes a puff on the cigarette and then uses his right hand to hold the cigarette. He blows out the smoke and begins to speak again.
Havok: I haven’t smoked since I was a little kid, but with all this nonsense that is spreading around Valor and my family really drives me towards one sometimes. My own grandmother lies to me and so do some of the guys in the locker room of Valor. So I guess if you think about it, Valor is like my family. There are family issues everywhere just more so within my true family than in Valor. None of that matters now. Lets get back on topic and speak about my match on Sunday.
Havok takes another puff on the cigarette and tips his head up and blows the smoke into the air. He then looks down at the cigarette noticing it is almost done so he takes the final puff and exhales the smoke again. He comes to a complete stop and drops the cigarette on the ground and steps on it. He then continues to walk and begins to speak again.
Havok: Now that I praised my partner for this match, let me move onto my opponents for Slam. We are going up against two other high-staked junior weights known as Pohatu and Martin Paine. I will begin with Pohatu. We are talking about a man that was on the receiving end of an ass whooping against Immune’s warriors. Immune said it best when he said, “Pohatu is going into the match as an underdog, he is going to be the main target for the match.” This match is going to be no different. I know that Martin Paine is a competitor and since I have to fight him at Holiday Havoc I see no since at attacking him now. I want him 100% for our match so there will be no whining and complaining about the outcome of the match. Pohatu I know you are a difficult man to take down, but I have dropped men with bigger names than you and more aggression than you. Pohatu with Will on my side you are going to be on the receiving end of another ass whooping, this time handed to you from yours truly and Dinero.
Havok gives a little bit of a smirk and then looks back down at the ground as he continues down the street in the trailer park. He looks back up at the sky as it begins to snow. The flakes are forming together to form bigger flakes. As they hit the ground it leaves big blobs of snow at once. He then looks back at the camera and begins to speak.
Havok: Now onto the main guy on the opposite team. Mr. Paine is a man that I am going to go to war and back on numerous occasions and this is a feud I have liked doing. I am going up against this man for the Jr. Heavyweight Championship at Holiday Havoc and a man that will stop at nothing to do so. Well there is one thing that is going to stop him, and that one thing is me. I am going into this match to prove to him I am the more dominant Jr. Heavyweight in Valor. He might have earned the first slot for the shot at the title but number two is yours truly. At the end of our match at Holiday Havoc the champion will be number one and the champion will be me. Enough about the PPV, your time is coming for that. This Sunday our first chance to redeem ourselves as true champions. This is step one of becoming the champion and I am going to stop at nothing to beat step one. When the final step makes it here, I will be so pumped you will stand no chance. With Dinero and I on the same team we are unstoppable and we plan on taking out our opponents and becoming victorious in our first tag team match together on the same team for the first time. To bad Pohatu and you Martin have to be our first victims.
Havok begins to speed walk and walks away from the camera. He becomes nothing more than a shadowy figure within the snow falling. He disappears and the camera stands there confused and lost. We fade to black looking at the snow fall on the ground that we are walking on.
OOC: Sorry was in a rush and didnt make the post pretty for everyone or organized, lol, but the rp is pretty good and good luck to my opponents.
