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The Waiting Game
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Topic Started: Dec 10 2011, 01:16 PM (186 Views)
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Doc.Holiday
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Dec 10 2011, 01:16 PM
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The scene opens up inside the passenger area of a private jet. Everything in it was elegant and elaborately designed to the perfect shade of blue and white to coordinate with the grand theme. The couches and tables were perfectly placed to the left and a booth to the left. This is where we see NEWera's Television Champion, Doc Holiday sitting. He is dressed in all Iowa Hawkeye apparel. A black silk wrestling warm up unzipped with a yellow shirt underneath which just simply has a black tigerhawk (Iowa's logo) on it. Doc looks out of the window into the vast sea of white on the tarmac. It was this snow that was preventing him from getting back to Montreal. However, this is what he was used to, winter in Iowa, a little snow, nothing new. He just shrugged it off, because in a way, the snow always metaphorical to him, a pureness. Life wasn't always a breeze for Desmond, he did things he regretted in his past, but coming to the midwest was a chance for him to be a different man. In these years, Desmond took his life to another level, but it seems anymore the man they called Doc Holiday and Desmond were two different men. Doc flips open a small Acer laptop that sits on his lap, typing in his password, he double clicks on the screen bringing up the webcam, he hits the record button.
Doc: Hello, NEWera fam, it's the man you all love to hate, Doc Holiday! Just sitting here on the tarmac waiting for the runway to clear so I can head back up to Montreal, so I thought I'd give you guys a shout out. I just got done watching my former team, Iowa Hawkeyes dominate Northern Iowa 38-4, that's wrestling, not football, the football teams not fairing so well this year. But I can always expect the wrestling team to dominate, Its the Iowa way. Just like it's my style to dominate motherfuckers out there in the ring, setting the tempo the whole match, pushing them to exhaustion, while I am perfectly fine, in great shape needing no breathers. My style won't change one bit, it's the same whether there is one man in the ring or twenty. I'm always the one they count out. Just like my senior year, going into Nationals I was ranked 4th in the nation, I had battled some injuries toward the end and everyone thought I wasn't in shape to contend for the National Championship. First round I pinned my opponent in the second period, second round I came out just as strong and got a major decision, third round, I pick up another pin setting up a match up with the number one seed in the tournament, didn't matter I went out there and shocked the nation by winning 3-1 to make it to the finals. In the finals I faced Brent Lishkey out of Penn State, who up until this point had beat me twice during the season, once in the regular season, and in the finals of the Big Ten Conference Championships. To say the odds were against me were an understatement. I remember coach Brands telling me “Go out there and show the world what you can do”. I went out and shocked the world by defeating him 5-4 the match of tournament. So like I've told everyone since I've came to NEWera, don't count me out yet!
Doc grabs a grape gatorade that sits beside him untwists the cap, and takes a drink.
Doc: It seems like my opponents are coming out of the woodwork now to say something. Mainly Ms. Lyn, who is like a bad Lifetime movie. The cliched “Woman trying to prove she belongs in a mans world” type of shit. Really Misty? You think the wrestling would get tired of all this shit, when they see you women fail when you get to the top and tumble down by getting pummeled by the far superior strength and intelligence of a man. Speaking of intelligence Misty, where is your college degree? I'm assuming you probably didn't even finish High School, the only reason I didn't finish college is because I didn't have the money, so I went and made money. You on the other hand probably accepted the fact that you could do anything with a high school GED, but what have you really accomplished in your life? Your list of accomplishments become void to me when I think of it. So, Sunday come to impress because thus far you haven't impressed me at all.
Doc looks out at the window, the snow still falls at a steady pace, not heavily, but enough that he probably won't be heading out til later tonight or early in the morning.
Doc: Now we go onto Jason Matthews, this motherfucker doesn't have balls enough to single out each and everyone one of us like a man. He thinks he's to ballsy shout out to all of us, like it's smart or heroic. Let me explain something to you Jason Matthews, I'm not impressed with a couple matches in NEWera, in fact I would have rather had Ivan Gurlokavich in this match than you, he deserves a shot. Where you've beaten Christian York, yes the Christian York, who came to this fed like some sort of hip hop god and cliché. How many bottles Dom P does he have to sip before he gets the idea his gimmick is so played out that we're sick of him already? Hell you know what? I'd rather have him in this match instead of you, it's at least it's someone we know, he's atleast faced stiff competition in Chris Rollz, while NEWera fans looks at you and say “WTF” then they throw the word “Faceless” around the internet, because that's what you are, your the one that no one is going to give a fuck about, when you walk back to the locker room after Challenger Series. Not one single fuck will be given, no one will cheer or boo you at Challenger Series, because the simple fact of the matter is no one cares, your a filler, for a man that deserved a shot long before you stepped on the scene.
Doc stretches his arms out over his head, the wait was pretty long, but lets face it, the jet was more comfortable than the airport lounge.
Doc: Who else we got to talk about? Mike Miller right? Talk about this clown is getting old, everybody bags on him for being a white supremacist, but no one really talks about how crazy dude really is. He's got a psychologist that follows him around and makes sure he's not ready to kill himself. My question to Travis Blaine is “Do we really need another psycho in the making?” Look at our track record with these freaks, first off we had Kayla Jade who couldn't handle the pressure and succumbed to drugs, whatever. Then Blake Blomgren, went all crazy after he got raped by some black dudes in a shower, well I guess we don't know if it was consensual or not. If I'm not mistaken our own Mike Miller was involved with that whole ordeal, but he got out of that. Still the question remains how many of these secrets about White Man Inc, and Blake Blomberge does he know that he can't tell and is eating away at him until he finally SNAPS?!? So be it, but I wouldn't want to handle anymore more bad PR stunts like with the one we had at the Hard Rock you know what I'm saying? Last thing you need to explain is why Mike Miller slammed his SUV into the side of pre-school.
Doc laughed a little at the joke, it was a bit humorous, but at the same time it could be very true, about some of these superstars today.
Doc: I see James Stall, finally made his way back into light of NEWera camera's, getting drinks and hitting on bitches, it's the American way. Look at my early work, it was all clubs, drinking, and bitches. Now we got James Stall taking a page out of my book, but it's all good, he's not the first, like I mentioned before Christian York tries to be like me, but there can only be one “Saving Grace” and that is I. I want Stall to do well in this match, I mean someone has to give me a run for my money because frankly I don't see any of the 4 doing so (Simple math here, taking me and Stall out there would be 4 other wrestlers). Sure he's got the legacy behind him and the name to match, but it takes more than a name anymore. It takes brains, courage, and a drive to be great, which is something I'm seeing James have less and less of anymore and that's too bad because he's got the talent to be a contender, it just seems that he has a “fear of success”. The pressure can get to a young superstar such James, but you gotta learn to let yourself be who you are. Don't be afraid of giving the world a taste of what you do best. I have no “fear of success”, I only have a “fear of failure”, so I push my body as far as it possible can go just so I can go out there every night and prove to the world why I am simply the best.
Doc again takes a drink from his gatorade and screws the cap back on again before he begins speaking again.
Doc: I guess I always save the worst for last. That's right I'm talking about you masked avenger, Mr. Iron Heart. You kinda went silent on me after, cutting two promo's right in a row. What's a matter? Cat got your tongue? That's surely not it, your a man of many words, your the one that thinks he's going to end my reign as Television Champion, your the one that has it all mapped out. Let's just be real for a second, I've faced tougher opponents than you and guess what? I came out on top every time, you on the other hand are facing some of the NEWera's lower card talent, which is a good place for a guy of your talent. Watching your matches against Autumn Waterfall and Ivan were great material for me to fall asleep to. I mean if you wrestled as well as you talked trash you could probably be the GSWA champ, I'm sure Travis Blaine could bring it out of retirement. I have no qualms about it, I built that place and then burned it down. Can you honestly say that you helped shape anything you've been in? Your a second class wrestler who's getting a chance at a prestigious title here in NEWera, but the sad fact is that at the end of the night your going to end up just like Jason Matthews, Forgotten. That's too bad, because honestly you've got the trash talking down, you just don't have the ability. You'd be better off managing someone, maybe you could manage Brad Valley, Black Man, or Jake Hammer. Oh wait they don't wrestle here anymore? Well I guess your gonna have to stick with getting your ass kicked weekly by the next NEWera superstars, because you simply don't have what they call the “IT” factor. See Travis Blaine knows all about the “IT” factor, look at Troy Turner, Outkast, Psychosis, Priest, Disturbed, Matt Starr, Jimmy Helmsley, anybody that has a title her in NEWera. We've all got “IT” and if you don't know what “IT” is you'll never know. So tie your bootlaces extra tight, say your prayers, and get a good nights sleep, because come Sunday, I'll show you and the world why I am NEWera's Saving Grace!
Doc looks at the screen and does a “cut throat” motion across his neck before he closes the laptop. He stares off into the snow that continues to fall.
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