Post by gordiejames on Oct 29, 2010 2:46:17 GMT -4
*It was damn near midnight before the Hemi pulled up to the loft in Hells Kitchen, but the rain had started hours before that. Gordie sighed and looked in the back to the twins who were passed out Chloe with her thumb in her mouth, and Sarah with her I-Pod headphones in her ears. She had the volume so loud that Gordie could hear The White Stripes blaring out "Fell in Love with a Girl" when he shut off the engine. Gordie hadn't been to New York since he was a kid and grew up in this same neighborhood just three blocks down. The twins had stayed to live with mom and Gordie had went to live with dad out in California, which in his mind was a huge mistake. The twins had both grown up to be productive members of society, Gordie on the other hand. Well that's a different story for a different time and place. Chloe who was pissed at Gordies' decision to bow out of APW after losing the battle royal and having them sell out his contract to IWC. Sarah on the other hand was happy as a clam that meant that the fam was all back together in the city it had all started. Gordie stuck his hand into the back seat onto Sarahs' leg and shook her awake.*
Gordie: Dot we're here.
*Gordie had given Sarah the nickname Dot when she was eight years old, the reason why had escaped him at the current moment. But in time being back in the city he was sure it would come to him. Sarah shook Chloe awake she popped her thumb out of her mouth and mumbled something neither of us could understand. The reason why Gordie had brought these two along for this had just like Sarahs' nickname escaped him. They were the reason he was in this current predicament and the reason for everything that had happened in Vegas. Gordie opened the door of the Hemi and stepped out lifting the seat up for the twins to exit. The only thing running through Gordies' mind was the video for "Natural Blues" by Moby where the old guy is watching a video of his life on a tv, and in that moment standing on that street the last three years had gone into sort of a perspective. He had joined the XWW shot to the top, won the World Title, lost it, beaten enemies, celebrated with friends, gotten married, and got dumped. Now he was here back where it all started home as it were. As the twins exited Gordie fished the keys for the loft out of his pocket, he certainly could of afforded a better place but it was half for Sarah. Sarah loved interior design and she'd have a damn field day with this place. Gordie opened the door to the loft and stumbled through the dark looking for a light switch. As he finally locates the damn thing and turns it on he looks at the twins for their reaction to the new homestead. Sarahs' face as he figured lit up like a damn christmas tree, Chloe on the other hand looked at her new surroundings in pure horror.*
Chloe: Gordie this place is a shit hole.
Sarah: Come on Chloe give it a chance I can make this place home with a little bit of money.
*Gordie pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and picked out his black card, handing it to Sarah.*
Gordie: No limit on the card or on what to spend first thing tomorrow get on the phone and make this place home.
*Sarah just looked at the black card and back at Gordie, she then locked him into a huge hug.*
Sarah: You are not gonna regret this Gordie.
*Sarah pulled a notebook out of her pocket and started scribbling things in almost hyper speed. Chloe looks at Gordie and rolls her eyes as she walks past him, Gordie looks at the camera and begins his promo.*
Gordie: Well back in the old city, I guess back to the old life. When I left Hells Kitchen I was happy for the most part. But just to find a way to piss Chloe off I figured hey why not give up a large contract for the APW to come wrestle in some indy fed. Little did I know Sarah would drag us back here, but hey as long as I don't have to take crap from people who know their way around the landscape. Here we're all starting even starting fresh. I don't know any of these people not a single one but that doesn't matter to me. I can sit here and do a whole promo about how I'm gonna beat everyone and do everything and my opponent Crimson Ghost into the ground. But that I will not do instead, hold up for one second here.
*Gordie exits the loft and after about a minute walks back in with a cooler in one hand and a steel folding chair in the other. He sets up the chair and pulls out a beer and pops it open. Gordie takes a seat on the chair and starts to drink his beer.*
Gordie: Ahhhhh that is so much better now where was I? Oh yeah now instead of running this weeks opponent into the ground I'm just gonna sit here and drink my beer.
*Gordie just sits and continues drinking his beer until Sarah walks back downstairs.*
Sarah: I just got off the phone with mom we're going to dinner with her on Tuesday.
Gordie: You just what why is she still up, oh wait I guess Satan has to keep torture going 24/7.
Sarah: You haven't seen mom in almost eight years why do you still hate her so much?
Gordie: Let's see she hated me, loved you two, and sucked the soul out of our father. In fact so much so that she ran him off to California and packed me away with him.
Sarah: She's changed Gordie.
*Sarah shakes her head and walks away and Gordie continues his promo.*
Gordie; Great now I actually gotta go to dinner with my mother and now I'm slightly pissed off. I placated my sister in coming here but now I miss being an entire country away from my mother. Now I'm gonna need something a little stronger.
*Gordie reaches into the cooler and pulls out a bottle of Johny Walker Blue Label and opens it, taking a large swing he sets the bottle down and continues.*
Gordie: Now I see why my old man need this stuff for all those years. As for this promo and my current mood I guess I might as well talk a little bit of shit. Crimson I don't know you and you don't know me, but we're about to get to know each other real well. Allow me to introduce myself I'm the "Suicide Messiah" Gordie James former XWW Worlds Champion and you're Crimson Ghost a man who believes himself to be some kind of well Ghost I guess. As I said I don't know very much about you so let me tell you a little bit about me here. This is the first Asylum in the IWC's return and trust me I don't plan on disappointing the fans. I'm also for those of you who don't know a very sore loser and I don't plan on that happening either. So with all of that being said I'm just gonna sit here and finish this bottle.
*Gordie looks at the camera and gives a small smile as the scene fades to black.*
Gordie: Dot we're here.
*Gordie had given Sarah the nickname Dot when she was eight years old, the reason why had escaped him at the current moment. But in time being back in the city he was sure it would come to him. Sarah shook Chloe awake she popped her thumb out of her mouth and mumbled something neither of us could understand. The reason why Gordie had brought these two along for this had just like Sarahs' nickname escaped him. They were the reason he was in this current predicament and the reason for everything that had happened in Vegas. Gordie opened the door of the Hemi and stepped out lifting the seat up for the twins to exit. The only thing running through Gordies' mind was the video for "Natural Blues" by Moby where the old guy is watching a video of his life on a tv, and in that moment standing on that street the last three years had gone into sort of a perspective. He had joined the XWW shot to the top, won the World Title, lost it, beaten enemies, celebrated with friends, gotten married, and got dumped. Now he was here back where it all started home as it were. As the twins exited Gordie fished the keys for the loft out of his pocket, he certainly could of afforded a better place but it was half for Sarah. Sarah loved interior design and she'd have a damn field day with this place. Gordie opened the door to the loft and stumbled through the dark looking for a light switch. As he finally locates the damn thing and turns it on he looks at the twins for their reaction to the new homestead. Sarahs' face as he figured lit up like a damn christmas tree, Chloe on the other hand looked at her new surroundings in pure horror.*
Chloe: Gordie this place is a shit hole.
Sarah: Come on Chloe give it a chance I can make this place home with a little bit of money.
*Gordie pulled his wallet out of his back pocket and picked out his black card, handing it to Sarah.*
Gordie: No limit on the card or on what to spend first thing tomorrow get on the phone and make this place home.
*Sarah just looked at the black card and back at Gordie, she then locked him into a huge hug.*
Sarah: You are not gonna regret this Gordie.
*Sarah pulled a notebook out of her pocket and started scribbling things in almost hyper speed. Chloe looks at Gordie and rolls her eyes as she walks past him, Gordie looks at the camera and begins his promo.*
Gordie: Well back in the old city, I guess back to the old life. When I left Hells Kitchen I was happy for the most part. But just to find a way to piss Chloe off I figured hey why not give up a large contract for the APW to come wrestle in some indy fed. Little did I know Sarah would drag us back here, but hey as long as I don't have to take crap from people who know their way around the landscape. Here we're all starting even starting fresh. I don't know any of these people not a single one but that doesn't matter to me. I can sit here and do a whole promo about how I'm gonna beat everyone and do everything and my opponent Crimson Ghost into the ground. But that I will not do instead, hold up for one second here.
*Gordie exits the loft and after about a minute walks back in with a cooler in one hand and a steel folding chair in the other. He sets up the chair and pulls out a beer and pops it open. Gordie takes a seat on the chair and starts to drink his beer.*
Gordie: Ahhhhh that is so much better now where was I? Oh yeah now instead of running this weeks opponent into the ground I'm just gonna sit here and drink my beer.
*Gordie just sits and continues drinking his beer until Sarah walks back downstairs.*
Sarah: I just got off the phone with mom we're going to dinner with her on Tuesday.
Gordie: You just what why is she still up, oh wait I guess Satan has to keep torture going 24/7.
Sarah: You haven't seen mom in almost eight years why do you still hate her so much?
Gordie: Let's see she hated me, loved you two, and sucked the soul out of our father. In fact so much so that she ran him off to California and packed me away with him.
Sarah: She's changed Gordie.
*Sarah shakes her head and walks away and Gordie continues his promo.*
Gordie; Great now I actually gotta go to dinner with my mother and now I'm slightly pissed off. I placated my sister in coming here but now I miss being an entire country away from my mother. Now I'm gonna need something a little stronger.
*Gordie reaches into the cooler and pulls out a bottle of Johny Walker Blue Label and opens it, taking a large swing he sets the bottle down and continues.*
Gordie: Now I see why my old man need this stuff for all those years. As for this promo and my current mood I guess I might as well talk a little bit of shit. Crimson I don't know you and you don't know me, but we're about to get to know each other real well. Allow me to introduce myself I'm the "Suicide Messiah" Gordie James former XWW Worlds Champion and you're Crimson Ghost a man who believes himself to be some kind of well Ghost I guess. As I said I don't know very much about you so let me tell you a little bit about me here. This is the first Asylum in the IWC's return and trust me I don't plan on disappointing the fans. I'm also for those of you who don't know a very sore loser and I don't plan on that happening either. So with all of that being said I'm just gonna sit here and finish this bottle.
*Gordie looks at the camera and gives a small smile as the scene fades to black.*
