Post by Bailey on Nov 25, 2005 0:26:48 GMT -5
<3<3-The screen fades in to an empty room. All that's there is brown folding chair in the middle of the water damaged hardwood floor. The lights are off, but the room is dimly lit by the sunrays that barely shine through the black painted windows. Quietly, from the shadows, Brandon walks out to where the chair is standing. Wearing a black Deadly Encounter t-shirt, black basketball shorts, and black wrestling shoes. Brandon, with an eight o' clock shadowand his hair disheveled, looks an absolute wreck; as if he hasn't slept for days. The Valor World Champion grabs the back to the chair with his left hand, sweeps it behind him, and plops down into the seat. He wipes his stubble with his right hand and then the back of his neck. Brandon stares at the floor for a few moments in complete silence and sighs. He then looks up at the camera, slouches back into the chair, and begins to speak...
It's been nearly two weeks since I've said anything ta' anybody. Eva' since I signed that contract fa' this Sunday, I've been lost. I mean, what tha' hell do I do? I have one night ta' take tha' career of a man I've hated fa' years. I have one night ta' break tha' heart of my sista' again, and fa' good. What tha' hell do I do? What tha' hell do I have ta' look forward ta' if I end Hardcastle's career? Who will be tha' balance in Valor without "The Prodigal Messiah?" Some might argue that there is no evil without good, or ta' be more specific, no heels without babyfaces. Eric Hardcastle is my polar opposite, without him, I basically don't exist...So what tha' hell do I do?
<3<3-Brandon rubs his head with both hands, running his fingers through his hair. He takes a deep breath, sighs, and continues...<3<3
I'll tell you what I'm gonna' do...<<Scowls>>I'm gonna' retire that son of a bitch fa' good! I don't need him ta' keep me even. I don't need Eric Hardcastle ta' balance out Valor! In tha' book of Revelations, even tha' Devil has his day in tha' sun! This is my time, my time in tha' sun! I'm tha' King of Tha' Valor Mountain! Tha' Measurin' Stick of this miserable business! I don't need anybody but me! My whore of a sista' can kiss my ass fa' all I care now! Eric Hardcastle has been nothin' but a pain in tha' ass fa' nearly four years of my life, and this Sunday I have tha' chance ta' remove him fa' good!
<3<3-Brandon leans forward in the chair and wipes his mouth with the back of his left hand and smiles slightly...<3<3
I'm so excited right now that my mouth is waterin' with anticipation. I look like S**T because I can't sleep, I can barely sit still; I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve. That's how excited I am knowing that I have one shot ta' kill Eric Hardcastle fa' real this time. That's right, I said kill Eric Hardcastle. He teased me last month like a strippa' that I can't touch when he faked his death. I thought that it was finally ova'. I thought that the headache, tha' foul taste, tha' stench in my life was finally gone. I was wrong, and I felt cheated. I neva' thought I could hate Eric anymore than I already did, but I was wrong again. That stunt that he and my sista' pulled was exactly what I needed ta' fire my ass back up. Fa' months I was floatin' around with no real direction, no plan fa' tha future, and no real desire...That's no longa' tha' case. I hate Eric Hardcastle. <<Pauses>> That's it. There's nothin' else ta' say about it. I hate him personally and professionally. I hate his family, his interests, his history, and anything ta' do with him...That's the truth
<3<3-Brandon looks directly into the camera as if you were sitting right in front of him...<3<3
Eric, I'm not gonna' disrespect ya' by talkin' about ya' anymore. Right now, I'm talkin' to ya'. Sunday is ya' last night ta' step inta' any wrestlin' ring fa' tha' rest of ya' life. Think about that fa' a moment. Afta' I win, that's it fa' you. Tha' only way ya' can even smell tha' ring is ta' buy ringside tickets. Ya' career will be completely ova' ta' tha' point tha ya' can't even be a managa', a valet, a teacha', a promota'. That's it fa' you Hardcastle, and ya' actually thought that a three tiered cage would truly scare me?! HA! I've said it before, and I'll say it again...ya' an idiot Eric. Always have been, and always will be. What do I have ta' lose in this match? My title? If I lose that, I'll just get it back. In Revelations, God comes back and ends tha' Devil's reign, but it neva' says what happens afta' that. If I lose, all I lose is my current status in Valor. I'll still be fa'eva' known as tha' first Valor World Champion...Tha' First Icon...Tha' Measurin' Stick fa' all World Champions ta' try an measure up ta'. When Eric loses...he loses everything. His livelyhood, his career, his passion, and his life. Sunday...I will kill Eric Hardcastle.
<3<3-Brandon stands up and kicks the chair behind him. He paces for a few seconds and says...<3<3
This will be our final battle Hardcastle. Sunday will be the Revelations to our Bible of wrestlin' history. The only difference, tha' bad guy will win and continue his reign. Tha' "Messiah" will be nothin' more than a faint memory in tha' back of everyone's mind. My time is now, my title reign is supreme, and ya' life is ova'. Ya' gamblin' with tha' wrong casino boy, I'm tha' house, and everyone knows that tha' house always wins.
<3<3-The screen fades out as Brandon walks back into the shadows and out of sight.<3<3
OOC: I had a real hard time writing this one. Jay is my friend, and I'd hate to end Hardcastle's career. If I do win, this is for real. No gimmicks, no story, no angle. The Hardcastle character is gone for good. I'll take this win as a badge of honor...my biggest win of my career. Good luck bruddah!
It's been nearly two weeks since I've said anything ta' anybody. Eva' since I signed that contract fa' this Sunday, I've been lost. I mean, what tha' hell do I do? I have one night ta' take tha' career of a man I've hated fa' years. I have one night ta' break tha' heart of my sista' again, and fa' good. What tha' hell do I do? What tha' hell do I have ta' look forward ta' if I end Hardcastle's career? Who will be tha' balance in Valor without "The Prodigal Messiah?" Some might argue that there is no evil without good, or ta' be more specific, no heels without babyfaces. Eric Hardcastle is my polar opposite, without him, I basically don't exist...So what tha' hell do I do?
<3<3-Brandon rubs his head with both hands, running his fingers through his hair. He takes a deep breath, sighs, and continues...<3<3
I'll tell you what I'm gonna' do...<<Scowls>>I'm gonna' retire that son of a bitch fa' good! I don't need him ta' keep me even. I don't need Eric Hardcastle ta' balance out Valor! In tha' book of Revelations, even tha' Devil has his day in tha' sun! This is my time, my time in tha' sun! I'm tha' King of Tha' Valor Mountain! Tha' Measurin' Stick of this miserable business! I don't need anybody but me! My whore of a sista' can kiss my ass fa' all I care now! Eric Hardcastle has been nothin' but a pain in tha' ass fa' nearly four years of my life, and this Sunday I have tha' chance ta' remove him fa' good!
<3<3-Brandon leans forward in the chair and wipes his mouth with the back of his left hand and smiles slightly...<3<3
I'm so excited right now that my mouth is waterin' with anticipation. I look like S**T because I can't sleep, I can barely sit still; I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve. That's how excited I am knowing that I have one shot ta' kill Eric Hardcastle fa' real this time. That's right, I said kill Eric Hardcastle. He teased me last month like a strippa' that I can't touch when he faked his death. I thought that it was finally ova'. I thought that the headache, tha' foul taste, tha' stench in my life was finally gone. I was wrong, and I felt cheated. I neva' thought I could hate Eric anymore than I already did, but I was wrong again. That stunt that he and my sista' pulled was exactly what I needed ta' fire my ass back up. Fa' months I was floatin' around with no real direction, no plan fa' tha future, and no real desire...That's no longa' tha' case. I hate Eric Hardcastle. <<Pauses>> That's it. There's nothin' else ta' say about it. I hate him personally and professionally. I hate his family, his interests, his history, and anything ta' do with him...That's the truth
<3<3-Brandon looks directly into the camera as if you were sitting right in front of him...<3<3
Eric, I'm not gonna' disrespect ya' by talkin' about ya' anymore. Right now, I'm talkin' to ya'. Sunday is ya' last night ta' step inta' any wrestlin' ring fa' tha' rest of ya' life. Think about that fa' a moment. Afta' I win, that's it fa' you. Tha' only way ya' can even smell tha' ring is ta' buy ringside tickets. Ya' career will be completely ova' ta' tha' point tha ya' can't even be a managa', a valet, a teacha', a promota'. That's it fa' you Hardcastle, and ya' actually thought that a three tiered cage would truly scare me?! HA! I've said it before, and I'll say it again...ya' an idiot Eric. Always have been, and always will be. What do I have ta' lose in this match? My title? If I lose that, I'll just get it back. In Revelations, God comes back and ends tha' Devil's reign, but it neva' says what happens afta' that. If I lose, all I lose is my current status in Valor. I'll still be fa'eva' known as tha' first Valor World Champion...Tha' First Icon...Tha' Measurin' Stick fa' all World Champions ta' try an measure up ta'. When Eric loses...he loses everything. His livelyhood, his career, his passion, and his life. Sunday...I will kill Eric Hardcastle.
<3<3-Brandon stands up and kicks the chair behind him. He paces for a few seconds and says...<3<3
This will be our final battle Hardcastle. Sunday will be the Revelations to our Bible of wrestlin' history. The only difference, tha' bad guy will win and continue his reign. Tha' "Messiah" will be nothin' more than a faint memory in tha' back of everyone's mind. My time is now, my title reign is supreme, and ya' life is ova'. Ya' gamblin' with tha' wrong casino boy, I'm tha' house, and everyone knows that tha' house always wins.
<3<3-The screen fades out as Brandon walks back into the shadows and out of sight.<3<3
OOC: I had a real hard time writing this one. Jay is my friend, and I'd hate to end Hardcastle's career. If I do win, this is for real. No gimmicks, no story, no angle. The Hardcastle character is gone for good. I'll take this win as a badge of honor...my biggest win of my career. Good luck bruddah!
