Post by Sang Réal on Aug 10, 2013 19:02:00 GMT -4
Topeka High School, in Topeka, Kansas, was first established in 1871, and was moved to its current location in 1931 at 800 SW 10th Street, Topeka, KS. Over the past 142 years, the halls of this school, one of the first million dollar high schools west of the Mississippi in 1931, have produced many famous alumni, including authors, politicians, architects, athletes and people of other notable accomplishments. The school has sent the Marching Trojans to various national stages, such as Disney’s Music Day parade and sporting events. The school modernized in recent years, with e-mails to truant students, air conditioning, computers and other such things.
The first classes were held on the third floor of Lincoln College, now Washburn University, and moved around form place to place before a permenant building was established. Overcrowding forced a new building to be constructed, costing over $1,000,000 USD. Additonal buildings and facilities helped ease the overcrowding. A spar from the USS Constitution, the wooden hulled, three masted heavy frigate know as “Old Ironsides, which holds the distinction of being the oldest commissioned naval vessel afloat in the world, currently sitting a Pier 1 in the former Charleston Nay Yard at the end of the Freedom Trail in Boston, MA, as a flagpole by the school, but replaced after a few years.
Right now though, the school is closed as it is summer time. However, people are still at the building. Two people, in fact, are standing on the steps.
It is on the steps of this late gothic revival style building, designed by architect John M. Leeper, that two men, who did not attend this educational institute, stand in the afternoon sun. They are Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, collectively known as Sang Réal.
As always, the two are dressed in suits and ties, giving an air of arrogance and refinement. Murphy is dressed in a black three piece suit with a black tie. He is wearing his gold round framed sunglasses. Krown has gone with a grey three piece suit and a red tie. In his hands, he holds a book.
Murphy: “Greetings. Now, we recently heard form Anthony Bailey and Jair Hopkins, standing that we were wrong about them and that they are exciting and innovative and people still give a crap about them. They mentioned the various pay-per-views they had matches on.”
Krown: “Honestly, I think the only one people cared about was when they wrestled M&M. Never mind the fact that those pay-per-views had other matches or exciting main events. Yes, I am sure Dying Breed was the only reason anyone bought them.”
Murphy: “They also claimed to have reinvigorated the tag team division here in APW.”
Krown: “Great job there guys. It is a bunch of poorly named teams that seem to have mostly vanished off the face of the company. I think it is us, the two of you, Unforgiven and maybe a team or two on Overdrive. Either way, yes, clearly this is the age of the tag team here.”
Murphy: “While they may have helped reinvigorate the tag team division, the truth is that they have stopped really being relevant in the grand scheme of things. When you look at it, how often are they on television?”
Krown: “Not very often.”
Murphy: “How often are we?”
Krown: “More than they are.”
Murphy: “Very true. You two want to talk about being average Americans? That’s super. We really do not care about the average American passed whatever ring groupie I can get into bed, and even then, I have standards. You want to hype yourself as good old fashioned, down to Earth people that can relate to the common man? That’s great. However you forget that these common people of Kansas are morons who bathed their state in blood to decide whether they should be free or slave and banned the teaching of evolution while promoting the idea that God created everything in a week, which never explained dinosaurs, fossils or anything having to do with science until at least this past decade when they banned creationism as well.”
Krown holds up the book he is holding. It is Origin of Species by Charles Darwin. This is considered to be his masterpiece, written after he traveled to the Galapagos Islands on the Beagle. The book details his Theory of Evolution and Natural Selection. Most southern states have either banned the book, refused to teach the theory or both.
Krown: “I hold in my hand, the most dangerous thing in all of Kansas, a book not written by God about Himself, people he told to do things, and Jesus.”
Murphy: “These are the people you want to represent? The Muslim world, a region ruled by religious fanatics, has a 68% rating of people that accept evolution as true. The United States has one of the lowest in the world. And you want to represent these morons?”
Krown reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of reading glasses. He does not need them it is just for effect. He opens the book and begins to read a random passage.
Krown: “”As many more individuals of each species are born than can possibly survive; and as, consequently, there is a frequently recurring struggle for existence, it follows that any being, if it vary however slightly in any manner profitable to itself, under the complex and sometimes varying conditions of life, will have a better chance of surviving, and thus be naturally selected. From the strong principle of inheritance, any selected variety will tend to propagate its new and modified form.” I just earned more of a reaction for the crowd in Topeka that you guys have your last two matches.”
Krown closes the book and takes the glasses off. He tosses them behind him.
Murphy: “You see Dying Breed, Kansas may not recognize evolution, but we do. You can mock us all you want for walking out here and using the names of our fathers and everything, but nothing was handed to us. Those names just got us in the door and our asses kicked. However, we are still proud of our names and our fathers.”
Krown: “Not to sound racist, although, this is Kansas and a fine state to do it in, but our dads may not have been around all the time, but they were around. We don’t care that Hector Ramirez trained you, he’s a fictional news reporter that somehow gets access to G.I.-Joe. What does he know about wrestling?”
Murphy turns to face his partner and shakes his head.
Murphy: “He said Juan Ramirez.”
A look of realization appears on Krown's face.
Krown: “Oh! Well that makes much more sense.”
Murphy: “You can stand there and do your promos, clearly directed by Christopher Nolan, and claim we have a sense of entitlement, but you know what? We do.”
Krown nods in agreement.
Krown: “We are Americans; we all have a sense of entitlement.”
Murphy: “You want to lecture us about life and renewal by making a comparison to Florida? Wouldn’t a better comparison be New England, where the leaves actually change color in the fall because it gets colder and then they grow again with spring, and not some sub-tropical paradise state?”
Krown: “People do not go to Florida to live. They go for amusement parks and to dump off Grandma and Grandpa at a rest home so they can die. Hell, there is probably someone in Florida right now who remembers when this book first came out, and someone who remembers when fire was the hip new thing.”
Murphy: “Darwin wrote of natural selection, his theory that states nature selects the strongest, smartest, and best pass their traits on to the next generation to allow them to survive and adapt. Right now, that is where we are at, and the APW Tag Team division is the jungle we are both trying to dominate in.”
Krown: “We have the blood of wrestling royalty in our veins. You can mock us all you want, but that is what Sang Réal means. We may act like spoiled, pampered, arrogant, entitled brats, and we are, but we had to work for it damnit. We are proud of the legacies our fathers built and we are going to add to them while making our own.”
Murphy: “No one handed us title shots or anything like that. As I said, our names accomplished getting a door for us to get in here. Everything after was on our own merit and ability. There have been a lot of second generation wrestlers that failed to make it or never lived up to their potential. We are not going to feel bad that we were not one of those failures. We are not our bothers.”
Krown shakes his head. He gestures to his partner, then to himself as he speaks.
Krown: “If we were, he’d be up to his knees in drugs, booze and Asian girls of questionable legality and I’d be in a straightjacket or assaulting store employees because my picture is not on the DVD. We are the heirs to wrestling dynasties and we are not going to waste it.”
Murphy: “We were bred for this. We learned in the ring from a very early age. We traveled up and down the roads with our dads so we could get a feel for what it was like. And we did the same thing, cheap motels, crammed car trips, all that. We earned everything we have now by paying our dues. And you are going to judge us on that?”
The two second generation wrestlers laugh a bit at that, like the idea amuses them.
Krown : “What are you, the One Percent? Is this going to be Occupy Raab-A-Mania? Are you going to protest us having nice things we bought because you do not have them? Should we worry about you forming a drum circle and not bathing for weeks as you protest outside the ring, and ultimately accomplish nothing?”
Murphy: “Dying Breed, just like you were crawled our way to where we are. Like that first single celled organism that suddenly grew into an invertebrate, and that first invertebrate that grew bones and that first fish that stepped on dry land, we have both been evolving. The only difference between us is that unlike you two, we were born for this. We have all the genetic tools to be APW Tag Team Champions.”
Krown raises his arm a bit, exposing his wrist. He taps it, right on the vein.
Krown: “It is all in here; the blood of wrestling legends; the blood of champions.”
He lowers his arm, readjusting the sleeve of his shirt and suit jacket.
Murphy: “See, nature has a way of letting some creatures get big and strong and then killing them off because they could not adapt. This happened to the dinosaurs and then to the animals that followed them. Very few things, such as sharks, some fish, insects, and reptiles, survived those extinctions and are still here. We have been able to adapt to the challenges we faced.”
Krown: “We are one of the hottest, most exciting teams in Action Packed Wrestling today. We proved we are a tag tea. We have proven we can wrestle one-on-one. We have held both tag team and singles competition gold before and we can do it again. We will do it again.”
Murphy: “We think it is great that you identify with those peasants out there and that you consider yourself brothers. That’s great. But we think you are fools for thinking we are underestimating you. We admit you two are two-time APW Tag Team Champions. We cannot take that away from you. That is not what we are saying.”
Krown: “We are simply saying you have become dull and no one cares about you anymore, but they care about us because we are fresh, new, interesting and entertaining and give those unwashed, uneducated peasants a reason to watch APW tag team wrestling; us.”
Slowly, Murphy pulls off those trademark sunglasses of his. They are fancier than the basic black pair his brother Mark used to wear. He points them in front of him.
Murphy: “You are the current reigning and defending APW Tag Team Champions. But that can change. At Sunday Night Raab-A-Mania we will show you why it will.”
Krown: “Mainly due to the fact that we are going to beat you. And we appreciate you keeping the belts nicely polished. We want them looking nice when we take them off you. Though honestly, if you are such a great team, this would already be a title match.”
Murphy: “It is fitting that you call yourself “the Promise” Bailey, because the promise once held by Dying Breed is over and the promise Sang Réal brings is here. Natural selection is happening. You’re being replaced by something newer, younger and hungrier than you. That is the Law of Natural Selection. That’s Murphy’s Law.”
Krown: “That’s Checkmate.”
Murphy: “And we are Sang Réal.”
Krown: “We’ll see you in Topeka.”
Murphy: “Until then gentlemen and we use that term very loosely. Until then.”
With that, the two walk off. Krown tosses the book down upon the stairs of Topeka High School.
The first classes were held on the third floor of Lincoln College, now Washburn University, and moved around form place to place before a permenant building was established. Overcrowding forced a new building to be constructed, costing over $1,000,000 USD. Additonal buildings and facilities helped ease the overcrowding. A spar from the USS Constitution, the wooden hulled, three masted heavy frigate know as “Old Ironsides, which holds the distinction of being the oldest commissioned naval vessel afloat in the world, currently sitting a Pier 1 in the former Charleston Nay Yard at the end of the Freedom Trail in Boston, MA, as a flagpole by the school, but replaced after a few years.
Right now though, the school is closed as it is summer time. However, people are still at the building. Two people, in fact, are standing on the steps.
It is on the steps of this late gothic revival style building, designed by architect John M. Leeper, that two men, who did not attend this educational institute, stand in the afternoon sun. They are Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, collectively known as Sang Réal.
As always, the two are dressed in suits and ties, giving an air of arrogance and refinement. Murphy is dressed in a black three piece suit with a black tie. He is wearing his gold round framed sunglasses. Krown has gone with a grey three piece suit and a red tie. In his hands, he holds a book.
Murphy: “Greetings. Now, we recently heard form Anthony Bailey and Jair Hopkins, standing that we were wrong about them and that they are exciting and innovative and people still give a crap about them. They mentioned the various pay-per-views they had matches on.”
Krown: “Honestly, I think the only one people cared about was when they wrestled M&M. Never mind the fact that those pay-per-views had other matches or exciting main events. Yes, I am sure Dying Breed was the only reason anyone bought them.”
Murphy: “They also claimed to have reinvigorated the tag team division here in APW.”
Krown: “Great job there guys. It is a bunch of poorly named teams that seem to have mostly vanished off the face of the company. I think it is us, the two of you, Unforgiven and maybe a team or two on Overdrive. Either way, yes, clearly this is the age of the tag team here.”
Murphy: “While they may have helped reinvigorate the tag team division, the truth is that they have stopped really being relevant in the grand scheme of things. When you look at it, how often are they on television?”
Krown: “Not very often.”
Murphy: “How often are we?”
Krown: “More than they are.”
Murphy: “Very true. You two want to talk about being average Americans? That’s super. We really do not care about the average American passed whatever ring groupie I can get into bed, and even then, I have standards. You want to hype yourself as good old fashioned, down to Earth people that can relate to the common man? That’s great. However you forget that these common people of Kansas are morons who bathed their state in blood to decide whether they should be free or slave and banned the teaching of evolution while promoting the idea that God created everything in a week, which never explained dinosaurs, fossils or anything having to do with science until at least this past decade when they banned creationism as well.”
Krown holds up the book he is holding. It is Origin of Species by Charles Darwin. This is considered to be his masterpiece, written after he traveled to the Galapagos Islands on the Beagle. The book details his Theory of Evolution and Natural Selection. Most southern states have either banned the book, refused to teach the theory or both.
Krown: “I hold in my hand, the most dangerous thing in all of Kansas, a book not written by God about Himself, people he told to do things, and Jesus.”
Murphy: “These are the people you want to represent? The Muslim world, a region ruled by religious fanatics, has a 68% rating of people that accept evolution as true. The United States has one of the lowest in the world. And you want to represent these morons?”
Krown reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of reading glasses. He does not need them it is just for effect. He opens the book and begins to read a random passage.
Krown: “”As many more individuals of each species are born than can possibly survive; and as, consequently, there is a frequently recurring struggle for existence, it follows that any being, if it vary however slightly in any manner profitable to itself, under the complex and sometimes varying conditions of life, will have a better chance of surviving, and thus be naturally selected. From the strong principle of inheritance, any selected variety will tend to propagate its new and modified form.” I just earned more of a reaction for the crowd in Topeka that you guys have your last two matches.”
Krown closes the book and takes the glasses off. He tosses them behind him.
Murphy: “You see Dying Breed, Kansas may not recognize evolution, but we do. You can mock us all you want for walking out here and using the names of our fathers and everything, but nothing was handed to us. Those names just got us in the door and our asses kicked. However, we are still proud of our names and our fathers.”
Krown: “Not to sound racist, although, this is Kansas and a fine state to do it in, but our dads may not have been around all the time, but they were around. We don’t care that Hector Ramirez trained you, he’s a fictional news reporter that somehow gets access to G.I.-Joe. What does he know about wrestling?”
Murphy turns to face his partner and shakes his head.
Murphy: “He said Juan Ramirez.”
A look of realization appears on Krown's face.
Krown: “Oh! Well that makes much more sense.”
Murphy: “You can stand there and do your promos, clearly directed by Christopher Nolan, and claim we have a sense of entitlement, but you know what? We do.”
Krown nods in agreement.
Krown: “We are Americans; we all have a sense of entitlement.”
Murphy: “You want to lecture us about life and renewal by making a comparison to Florida? Wouldn’t a better comparison be New England, where the leaves actually change color in the fall because it gets colder and then they grow again with spring, and not some sub-tropical paradise state?”
Krown: “People do not go to Florida to live. They go for amusement parks and to dump off Grandma and Grandpa at a rest home so they can die. Hell, there is probably someone in Florida right now who remembers when this book first came out, and someone who remembers when fire was the hip new thing.”
Murphy: “Darwin wrote of natural selection, his theory that states nature selects the strongest, smartest, and best pass their traits on to the next generation to allow them to survive and adapt. Right now, that is where we are at, and the APW Tag Team division is the jungle we are both trying to dominate in.”
Krown: “We have the blood of wrestling royalty in our veins. You can mock us all you want, but that is what Sang Réal means. We may act like spoiled, pampered, arrogant, entitled brats, and we are, but we had to work for it damnit. We are proud of the legacies our fathers built and we are going to add to them while making our own.”
Murphy: “No one handed us title shots or anything like that. As I said, our names accomplished getting a door for us to get in here. Everything after was on our own merit and ability. There have been a lot of second generation wrestlers that failed to make it or never lived up to their potential. We are not going to feel bad that we were not one of those failures. We are not our bothers.”
Krown shakes his head. He gestures to his partner, then to himself as he speaks.
Krown: “If we were, he’d be up to his knees in drugs, booze and Asian girls of questionable legality and I’d be in a straightjacket or assaulting store employees because my picture is not on the DVD. We are the heirs to wrestling dynasties and we are not going to waste it.”
Murphy: “We were bred for this. We learned in the ring from a very early age. We traveled up and down the roads with our dads so we could get a feel for what it was like. And we did the same thing, cheap motels, crammed car trips, all that. We earned everything we have now by paying our dues. And you are going to judge us on that?”
The two second generation wrestlers laugh a bit at that, like the idea amuses them.
Krown : “What are you, the One Percent? Is this going to be Occupy Raab-A-Mania? Are you going to protest us having nice things we bought because you do not have them? Should we worry about you forming a drum circle and not bathing for weeks as you protest outside the ring, and ultimately accomplish nothing?”
Murphy: “Dying Breed, just like you were crawled our way to where we are. Like that first single celled organism that suddenly grew into an invertebrate, and that first invertebrate that grew bones and that first fish that stepped on dry land, we have both been evolving. The only difference between us is that unlike you two, we were born for this. We have all the genetic tools to be APW Tag Team Champions.”
Krown raises his arm a bit, exposing his wrist. He taps it, right on the vein.
Krown: “It is all in here; the blood of wrestling legends; the blood of champions.”
He lowers his arm, readjusting the sleeve of his shirt and suit jacket.
Murphy: “See, nature has a way of letting some creatures get big and strong and then killing them off because they could not adapt. This happened to the dinosaurs and then to the animals that followed them. Very few things, such as sharks, some fish, insects, and reptiles, survived those extinctions and are still here. We have been able to adapt to the challenges we faced.”
Krown: “We are one of the hottest, most exciting teams in Action Packed Wrestling today. We proved we are a tag tea. We have proven we can wrestle one-on-one. We have held both tag team and singles competition gold before and we can do it again. We will do it again.”
Murphy: “We think it is great that you identify with those peasants out there and that you consider yourself brothers. That’s great. But we think you are fools for thinking we are underestimating you. We admit you two are two-time APW Tag Team Champions. We cannot take that away from you. That is not what we are saying.”
Krown: “We are simply saying you have become dull and no one cares about you anymore, but they care about us because we are fresh, new, interesting and entertaining and give those unwashed, uneducated peasants a reason to watch APW tag team wrestling; us.”
Slowly, Murphy pulls off those trademark sunglasses of his. They are fancier than the basic black pair his brother Mark used to wear. He points them in front of him.
Murphy: “You are the current reigning and defending APW Tag Team Champions. But that can change. At Sunday Night Raab-A-Mania we will show you why it will.”
Krown: “Mainly due to the fact that we are going to beat you. And we appreciate you keeping the belts nicely polished. We want them looking nice when we take them off you. Though honestly, if you are such a great team, this would already be a title match.”
Murphy: “It is fitting that you call yourself “the Promise” Bailey, because the promise once held by Dying Breed is over and the promise Sang Réal brings is here. Natural selection is happening. You’re being replaced by something newer, younger and hungrier than you. That is the Law of Natural Selection. That’s Murphy’s Law.”
Krown: “That’s Checkmate.”
Murphy: “And we are Sang Réal.”
Krown: “We’ll see you in Topeka.”
Murphy: “Until then gentlemen and we use that term very loosely. Until then.”
With that, the two walk off. Krown tosses the book down upon the stairs of Topeka High School.
