Post by JD Pierce on Feb 26, 2011 9:55:20 GMT -4
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Scene One
"You know better"
* JD pushes past the backstage media beads of sweat still roll down his chest as he grabs a towel from a trainer and continues into his locker room, he edges through the slight opening in the doorway before pressing the door shut and letting out a sigh. He closes his eyes for a minute before re-opening them and turning around. He jumps suddenly, slightly alarmed as he gawks awkwardly at two seated men staring back at him. *
JD: What are you guys doing here?
* The larger, older looking of the two men gives a rye smile before standing up and addressing JD. *
Man #1: Now, now, is that any way to welcome the guys who trained you when they surprise you after a match?
* The second man remains seated, he shoots JD a look of disappointment and disgust before opening his mouth. *
Man #2: Odin, don't even mention the training at this point, its an embarrassment and I'd rather the people here not catch wind.
Odin Balfore (Man #1): Come on Santi, be easy on the kid, you know it wasn't all peaches and cream for you, especially when you first fired up the engines.
Michael Santiago (Man #2): Difference is I never dogged a match so badly in my career, let alone against a woman.
* JD winces at the remark as if being scolded. *
Odin: Now thats not entirely true Santi, you did lose to Katherine Stryfe...
Michael: Don't get me started Mav, you lost to her too, besides, she was heavyweight champion AND I beat her in every singles match I ever competed with her in, including taking the title from her.
Odin: Ease up Santi, thats all I'm saying. JD deserves a break.
Michael: And he is going to get a break if I don't see improvement, he is out there as a representation of us Odin.
Odin: Listen, JD, we have it on good authority that you are going to be making your pay-per-view debut against Jason Royce.
JD: The Iceman?
Michael: Oh look, the kid does know something after all.
* JD flashes Michael a dirty look. *
Michael: I'll slap that look off of your face boy...
* JD turns back to Odin, attempting to ignore Michael's comments. *
Odin: Anyway... Its going to be a pivotal point kid, its your opportunity to make a splash in the IWC talent pool. You're going to need to kick it up in a big way and come away with a "W"
JD: I can do that...
Michael: Not according to what I saw tonight.
Odin: Santi! Just cut it out, you know what, step outside for a minute and cool down.
* Michael seemingly ignores Odin's request and instead turns his attention back to JD. *
Michael: I saw nothi...
Odin: ... OUTSIDE, NOW!
* Michael looks at Odin a bit dumbfounded. From the look in Odin's eyes he decides it may be in his best interest to listen for once, he stands up and makes his way to the door of the room, slipping out of view. *
Odin: JD, he doesn't mean to be so rash about everything, its hard for Santi to put his faith in much other than himself, he's always been let down and I think he doesn't want to prove that he has set himself up for a repeat scenario. You're the first student of the Perfect Alliance Wrestling Academy and Santi just has the highest aspirations in mind for you.
JD: Its not like I wanted to lose, I had every intention of going out there and pulling it out.
Odin: The ability is there, but your mentality wasn't. That's why Santi is so angry with you right now, he knows you're better than what you showed out there. Santi has some of the best ring psychology I have ever seen and he taught you everything he knows. But when you went out there it was like your mind just went blank, like you learned nothing from all the time we spent with you. You underestimated her, something Michael told you never to do, and you explicitly underestimated your opponent, never referencing your learnings or heeding the warnings of your mentors.
JD: I didn't mean to, it was subconscious.
Odin: I believe that, but Santi expects more from you than this. He is really let down, he touts you as his protege and he feels as if you let all of the hype that surrounded you because of your status as our student get to your head.
JD: I'm allowed to make mistakes, I'm still getting used to the glam, the glitz and the glory.
Odin: I know you're allowed to make mistakes, I'm not yelling at you, I'm trying to guide you. Thats all Santi wants to do too, he just has a bad way of expressing it.
* Odin walks over to the door and opens it, inviting Michael back inside. *
Michael: Thanks... about time...
JD: Michael, i'm sorry I messed up tonight, I really didn't do it intentionally.
Michael: All i'm going to say is that you had better make an example of Jason Royce at the pay-per-view. I'm already getting tired of retirement and if I have to come out of it just to make you the example, believe me I will.
* Michael grabs his jacket from the couch and motions to Odin who turns and follows him out of the locker room. *
~~~End Scene~~~
Scene Two
"When you bring the heat... ice turns to slush"
* JD Pierce stands alone, his back against the bare, unforgiving harsh texture of a cinderblock wall. The small personal camcorder offers little viewing range of the surrouding room. JD cracks his neck, the noise echoes through the dark halls... *
~~~ "The Kamikaze Revolution" JD Pierce ~~~
So here I stand... forsaken and already forgotten, not a has been, but a never was. Already I feel the pinnacle of my career slipping away before it was ever firmly in my grasp. Damaged goods... thats what I am at this point, little more than yesterday's garbage. I suffered not only my first professional loss, just two matches into my professional career... but I also suffered the most devastating blow my ego has ever endured... But here I stand... so no matter what I find myself dealing with emotionally, I have to realize that I am still standing, something I should embrace and be very grateful for. Though I sport a bruised and battered self image I must remember that the road continues winding, that this incident was merely a speed bump along the way. So instead of lingering in the moment of defeat I will look forward to my next moment of triumph, to my next moment of glory. The next obstacle comes in the form of Jason Royce, the self-proclaimed "Iceman". How unoriginal... the Iceman... really? Thats about as intimidating as frosty the snowman. If Mr. Royce continues on his current trend of being "off his game" ... I mean, he hasn't really shown up for his matches as of late, its almost as if he isn't there at all. His entrance is about the longest part of his matches these last few weeks. If this happens to be the case then it seems I'll have a much easier night then most others on the card. But lets hope and assume that he does bring his "A" game, if thats the case then I will have my chance to showcase my talents on the largest stage i've come across to date. I know when push comes to shove I have the raw talent to beat anyone on that IWC roster and I know that I have the most elite training anyone who looks to break the glass ceiling in this industry could ask for. So Jason Royce will be serve as my "presentation" in stating my case for an opportunity at championship gold. Blood, Sweat and Broken Teeth is on the horizon, this is where the faint of heart are weeded out and the cream rises to the top. Madok Mortallis... you're on my radar, I suggest you pay close attention to the clinic I'll be putting out.
* JD smirks at the camera before stepping out of visual range. A brief rustling and lens shake occurs right before the feed cuts out. *
~~~End Scene~~~
Scene Three
"A Gathering"
* The darkness engulfs the visual setting, and a stale mildew smell fills the air. Faintly the sound of water being splashed can be heard. The sound becomes steadily more audible, until the sound is literally filling the room. Shadows dance around as multiple people are vaguely made out as they file into the room. Suddenly a light flickers to life and is extended to set a torch ablaze. Around the room more torches are lit and the chilling room becomes visually recognizable. Tattered wooden benches, an altar draped in black cloth, the floor coated with a slimey wetness. Many people occupy the room, all following a generic dress code of a wake or funeral. Most of the people are strange faces simply occupying space, but finally one face grabs attention, sitting on the base of the raised altar is JD Pierce. His wardrobe the single standout amonst the sea of black suits and dresses, from the purple shirt, to the dark blue jeans, right down to the white Nike AF ones. JD stares blankly at the opposing wall as the priest of this underground "black church" smirks down at him. Finally the priest declares for the ceremony to begin and JD stands at the altar as the priest begins reciting from the satanic bible. *
Priest: My child... Do you rebuke your faith in the light... Do you allow yourself to be consumed by the darkness?
* JD just stands there staring at the bible in the priest's hands, deeply focused on it. *
Priest: Jeremy, do you accept to do the biddings of the dark lord? Will you accept Satan as your almighty deity and spread his will?
* JD looks up from the bible and at the priest. He narrows his eyes as he stares at the priest. *
Priest: Yes my child, do you feel him entering your soul?
* JD closes his eyes for a moment as his lips begin to tremble. *
JD: You... you are so... full of shit.
* Those sitting and watching the ceremony move uneasily in their seats. The priest gives JD a curious look. *
JD: You're whole religion is misguided. A joke really.
* Many of the people around the room begin standing from their seats. The priest's face fills with rage as JD just flashes a smug smirk. *
JD: Does the truth hurt? Does it offend you to have a child of god in the house of Satan?
* The priest's face contorts as he utters "grab him". JD spits in the priest's face and hops off the altar. He begins running down the hallway that will bring him to the exit. From behind him lots of shuffling and above the noise of the movements the priest can be heard. *
Priest: Get him... Kill him! He must be made an example of, he has disrespected the house of the dark lord and he must be sacrificed to make amends.
* The sound of stampeding footsteps can be heard in the distance, Michael hears the noise behind him as chills shoot down his spine. As he navigates the underground tunnels he realizes he must have taken a wrong turn, panicking he looks all around him before noticing large pipes overhead, he decides perhaps it is best that he hides from view until he can figure things out and the heat dies down. JD jumps and grabs the pipe, pulling himself upward and laying across them. From his vantage point he can see those looking for him, but the shadows hide him well from the sight of others. *
JD: (Whispering under his breath sarcastically) Now this is what I call a good time. I knew I shouldn't have let that hot goth chick bring me here.
* A few people run past the corridor that shelters JD, he manages to keep quiet as he watches. After about a half hour the search begins to die down, and the majority of the followers return to the chapel although a few continue to lurk the halls. As JD begins to hear chanting he decides to make his move. He quietly drops down from the pipes and slowly walks towards the main corridor. A man stands right at the corner of the two halls, swiftly, JD grabs him from behind, covering his mouth as he puts a sleeper hold on him. After a few minutes the man begins fading to unconsciousness and JD slowly drops the man on the ground. *
JD: Fucking morons.
* From the chapel the loud shrieking of a woman can be heard. Cries for forgiveness can be made out through the sobs. JD's concious causes him to investigate the cause of the screams. He makes his way back towards the chapel, he slams another watchmen's head off the wall as he approaches the doorway, flooring the man immediately. He stands slightly out of sight near the entrance where the priest can be heard once again. *
Priest: Trifling whore... you brought that man here, and he disgraced our church with his disgusting comments. You must be made an example of, you will pay the consequences for his actions.
Gothic girl: Please, I'm sorry, forgive me.
Priest: Forgiveness shall be decided between our lord and you, when you are groveling at his feet.
* The priest pulls out a crucifix... The center of the crucifix holds the tell-tale pentagram... The worship sign of the devil, on the long end of the crucifix, a sharp knife like edge. The priest brings the crucifix high to the air, the girl lowers her head as the priest begins driving his arm down, as the blade approaches within inches of the girls neck a hand grabs hold of the priest's wrist. The priest's eyes widen as JD snaps the wrist without much more than a flick of his own wrist. JD then takes the crucifix and impales the priest's hand with it, the blade shooting through the flesh and into the grout of the cinderblocked wall pinning the priest, JD reaches out taking the girl by the hand before beginning back out to the halls. The girl navigates their way and as they finally surface JD autostarts his car, they quickly jump in and speed away. *
~~~To Be Continued~~~
santiagojr.webs.com/rp1.html
Scene One
"You know better"
* JD pushes past the backstage media beads of sweat still roll down his chest as he grabs a towel from a trainer and continues into his locker room, he edges through the slight opening in the doorway before pressing the door shut and letting out a sigh. He closes his eyes for a minute before re-opening them and turning around. He jumps suddenly, slightly alarmed as he gawks awkwardly at two seated men staring back at him. *
JD: What are you guys doing here?
* The larger, older looking of the two men gives a rye smile before standing up and addressing JD. *
Man #1: Now, now, is that any way to welcome the guys who trained you when they surprise you after a match?
* The second man remains seated, he shoots JD a look of disappointment and disgust before opening his mouth. *
Man #2: Odin, don't even mention the training at this point, its an embarrassment and I'd rather the people here not catch wind.
Odin Balfore (Man #1): Come on Santi, be easy on the kid, you know it wasn't all peaches and cream for you, especially when you first fired up the engines.
Michael Santiago (Man #2): Difference is I never dogged a match so badly in my career, let alone against a woman.
* JD winces at the remark as if being scolded. *
Odin: Now thats not entirely true Santi, you did lose to Katherine Stryfe...
Michael: Don't get me started Mav, you lost to her too, besides, she was heavyweight champion AND I beat her in every singles match I ever competed with her in, including taking the title from her.
Odin: Ease up Santi, thats all I'm saying. JD deserves a break.
Michael: And he is going to get a break if I don't see improvement, he is out there as a representation of us Odin.
Odin: Listen, JD, we have it on good authority that you are going to be making your pay-per-view debut against Jason Royce.
JD: The Iceman?
Michael: Oh look, the kid does know something after all.
* JD flashes Michael a dirty look. *
Michael: I'll slap that look off of your face boy...
* JD turns back to Odin, attempting to ignore Michael's comments. *
Odin: Anyway... Its going to be a pivotal point kid, its your opportunity to make a splash in the IWC talent pool. You're going to need to kick it up in a big way and come away with a "W"
JD: I can do that...
Michael: Not according to what I saw tonight.
Odin: Santi! Just cut it out, you know what, step outside for a minute and cool down.
* Michael seemingly ignores Odin's request and instead turns his attention back to JD. *
Michael: I saw nothi...
Odin: ... OUTSIDE, NOW!
* Michael looks at Odin a bit dumbfounded. From the look in Odin's eyes he decides it may be in his best interest to listen for once, he stands up and makes his way to the door of the room, slipping out of view. *
Odin: JD, he doesn't mean to be so rash about everything, its hard for Santi to put his faith in much other than himself, he's always been let down and I think he doesn't want to prove that he has set himself up for a repeat scenario. You're the first student of the Perfect Alliance Wrestling Academy and Santi just has the highest aspirations in mind for you.
JD: Its not like I wanted to lose, I had every intention of going out there and pulling it out.
Odin: The ability is there, but your mentality wasn't. That's why Santi is so angry with you right now, he knows you're better than what you showed out there. Santi has some of the best ring psychology I have ever seen and he taught you everything he knows. But when you went out there it was like your mind just went blank, like you learned nothing from all the time we spent with you. You underestimated her, something Michael told you never to do, and you explicitly underestimated your opponent, never referencing your learnings or heeding the warnings of your mentors.
JD: I didn't mean to, it was subconscious.
Odin: I believe that, but Santi expects more from you than this. He is really let down, he touts you as his protege and he feels as if you let all of the hype that surrounded you because of your status as our student get to your head.
JD: I'm allowed to make mistakes, I'm still getting used to the glam, the glitz and the glory.
Odin: I know you're allowed to make mistakes, I'm not yelling at you, I'm trying to guide you. Thats all Santi wants to do too, he just has a bad way of expressing it.
* Odin walks over to the door and opens it, inviting Michael back inside. *
Michael: Thanks... about time...
JD: Michael, i'm sorry I messed up tonight, I really didn't do it intentionally.
Michael: All i'm going to say is that you had better make an example of Jason Royce at the pay-per-view. I'm already getting tired of retirement and if I have to come out of it just to make you the example, believe me I will.
* Michael grabs his jacket from the couch and motions to Odin who turns and follows him out of the locker room. *
~~~End Scene~~~
Scene Two
"When you bring the heat... ice turns to slush"
* JD Pierce stands alone, his back against the bare, unforgiving harsh texture of a cinderblock wall. The small personal camcorder offers little viewing range of the surrouding room. JD cracks his neck, the noise echoes through the dark halls... *
~~~ "The Kamikaze Revolution" JD Pierce ~~~
So here I stand... forsaken and already forgotten, not a has been, but a never was. Already I feel the pinnacle of my career slipping away before it was ever firmly in my grasp. Damaged goods... thats what I am at this point, little more than yesterday's garbage. I suffered not only my first professional loss, just two matches into my professional career... but I also suffered the most devastating blow my ego has ever endured... But here I stand... so no matter what I find myself dealing with emotionally, I have to realize that I am still standing, something I should embrace and be very grateful for. Though I sport a bruised and battered self image I must remember that the road continues winding, that this incident was merely a speed bump along the way. So instead of lingering in the moment of defeat I will look forward to my next moment of triumph, to my next moment of glory. The next obstacle comes in the form of Jason Royce, the self-proclaimed "Iceman". How unoriginal... the Iceman... really? Thats about as intimidating as frosty the snowman. If Mr. Royce continues on his current trend of being "off his game" ... I mean, he hasn't really shown up for his matches as of late, its almost as if he isn't there at all. His entrance is about the longest part of his matches these last few weeks. If this happens to be the case then it seems I'll have a much easier night then most others on the card. But lets hope and assume that he does bring his "A" game, if thats the case then I will have my chance to showcase my talents on the largest stage i've come across to date. I know when push comes to shove I have the raw talent to beat anyone on that IWC roster and I know that I have the most elite training anyone who looks to break the glass ceiling in this industry could ask for. So Jason Royce will be serve as my "presentation" in stating my case for an opportunity at championship gold. Blood, Sweat and Broken Teeth is on the horizon, this is where the faint of heart are weeded out and the cream rises to the top. Madok Mortallis... you're on my radar, I suggest you pay close attention to the clinic I'll be putting out.
* JD smirks at the camera before stepping out of visual range. A brief rustling and lens shake occurs right before the feed cuts out. *
~~~End Scene~~~
Scene Three
"A Gathering"
* The darkness engulfs the visual setting, and a stale mildew smell fills the air. Faintly the sound of water being splashed can be heard. The sound becomes steadily more audible, until the sound is literally filling the room. Shadows dance around as multiple people are vaguely made out as they file into the room. Suddenly a light flickers to life and is extended to set a torch ablaze. Around the room more torches are lit and the chilling room becomes visually recognizable. Tattered wooden benches, an altar draped in black cloth, the floor coated with a slimey wetness. Many people occupy the room, all following a generic dress code of a wake or funeral. Most of the people are strange faces simply occupying space, but finally one face grabs attention, sitting on the base of the raised altar is JD Pierce. His wardrobe the single standout amonst the sea of black suits and dresses, from the purple shirt, to the dark blue jeans, right down to the white Nike AF ones. JD stares blankly at the opposing wall as the priest of this underground "black church" smirks down at him. Finally the priest declares for the ceremony to begin and JD stands at the altar as the priest begins reciting from the satanic bible. *
Priest: My child... Do you rebuke your faith in the light... Do you allow yourself to be consumed by the darkness?
* JD just stands there staring at the bible in the priest's hands, deeply focused on it. *
Priest: Jeremy, do you accept to do the biddings of the dark lord? Will you accept Satan as your almighty deity and spread his will?
* JD looks up from the bible and at the priest. He narrows his eyes as he stares at the priest. *
Priest: Yes my child, do you feel him entering your soul?
* JD closes his eyes for a moment as his lips begin to tremble. *
JD: You... you are so... full of shit.
* Those sitting and watching the ceremony move uneasily in their seats. The priest gives JD a curious look. *
JD: You're whole religion is misguided. A joke really.
* Many of the people around the room begin standing from their seats. The priest's face fills with rage as JD just flashes a smug smirk. *
JD: Does the truth hurt? Does it offend you to have a child of god in the house of Satan?
* The priest's face contorts as he utters "grab him". JD spits in the priest's face and hops off the altar. He begins running down the hallway that will bring him to the exit. From behind him lots of shuffling and above the noise of the movements the priest can be heard. *
Priest: Get him... Kill him! He must be made an example of, he has disrespected the house of the dark lord and he must be sacrificed to make amends.
* The sound of stampeding footsteps can be heard in the distance, Michael hears the noise behind him as chills shoot down his spine. As he navigates the underground tunnels he realizes he must have taken a wrong turn, panicking he looks all around him before noticing large pipes overhead, he decides perhaps it is best that he hides from view until he can figure things out and the heat dies down. JD jumps and grabs the pipe, pulling himself upward and laying across them. From his vantage point he can see those looking for him, but the shadows hide him well from the sight of others. *
JD: (Whispering under his breath sarcastically) Now this is what I call a good time. I knew I shouldn't have let that hot goth chick bring me here.
* A few people run past the corridor that shelters JD, he manages to keep quiet as he watches. After about a half hour the search begins to die down, and the majority of the followers return to the chapel although a few continue to lurk the halls. As JD begins to hear chanting he decides to make his move. He quietly drops down from the pipes and slowly walks towards the main corridor. A man stands right at the corner of the two halls, swiftly, JD grabs him from behind, covering his mouth as he puts a sleeper hold on him. After a few minutes the man begins fading to unconsciousness and JD slowly drops the man on the ground. *
JD: Fucking morons.
* From the chapel the loud shrieking of a woman can be heard. Cries for forgiveness can be made out through the sobs. JD's concious causes him to investigate the cause of the screams. He makes his way back towards the chapel, he slams another watchmen's head off the wall as he approaches the doorway, flooring the man immediately. He stands slightly out of sight near the entrance where the priest can be heard once again. *
Priest: Trifling whore... you brought that man here, and he disgraced our church with his disgusting comments. You must be made an example of, you will pay the consequences for his actions.
Gothic girl: Please, I'm sorry, forgive me.
Priest: Forgiveness shall be decided between our lord and you, when you are groveling at his feet.
* The priest pulls out a crucifix... The center of the crucifix holds the tell-tale pentagram... The worship sign of the devil, on the long end of the crucifix, a sharp knife like edge. The priest brings the crucifix high to the air, the girl lowers her head as the priest begins driving his arm down, as the blade approaches within inches of the girls neck a hand grabs hold of the priest's wrist. The priest's eyes widen as JD snaps the wrist without much more than a flick of his own wrist. JD then takes the crucifix and impales the priest's hand with it, the blade shooting through the flesh and into the grout of the cinderblocked wall pinning the priest, JD reaches out taking the girl by the hand before beginning back out to the halls. The girl navigates their way and as they finally surface JD autostarts his car, they quickly jump in and speed away. *
~~~To Be Continued~~~
