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You may win some battles, but I will win the war!
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Topic Started: Jan 30 2014, 01:46 PM (99 Views)
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TommyZ
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Jan 30 2014, 01:46 PM
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"You know there was a point in my time here in New Era that I wanted to be a part of something grand. I wanted to be a part of something that stood up for what was righteous in this world. A part of something that so to say was fighting the good fight. A part of something that really got the people behind us and believed we could make a difference in this wretched place. I tried my damnedest to fit in. To have people love me. I tried to be in groups where the people loved every time we showed our face. Every time we stepped foot into the arena people would cheer for us. Tried and failed.”
The camera pans out to Tommy now standing at the main floor of the Hammerstein Ballroom. He stands there in the ring, hand crossed at his waist, just staring up at the Ted costume, which still hangs from the balcony above.
“I came here under the impression that myself and two of my closest friends could make a difference here. I came under the impression that we would run through this place all the while having everyone cheer for us. Then what? They viciously attack me because I wanted to rid this place of the evil dragging New Era’s image to the ground. All because they said I forgot who gave me the chance to even be in that ring again? They said I forgot the main reason I was even capable of competing again. Some true friends they were, but still I tried to forgive and move on.”
Tommy takes a second to breathe as the anger begins to return to his voice once again.
“So then there was a selected few that decided to take a stand for what is right in this world. There was a select five of us to be exact. Never once did we call ourselves a stable, but we felt what we were standing for was for the better. As heros do. So the name stuck...New Era’s Heros. Myself, Jenni Taylor, Team Brandy, and our current three time World Heavyweight Champion...Romeo Styles. We fought back against the malicious things that were bringing such hatred to this place. We fought for the greater good and look where it got us? Absolutely nowhere. Three out of the five New Era Heros were taking out of action by one of the most evil and dispicable men in New Era. An evil that we could not seem to defeat amongst other shit hitting the fan, and to think that the people running this place would see these things we were trying to improve on and lend a helping hand? No, they could give a shit less. All because the rating were probably better than ever. These fans were eating up the fact that the evil in this place was causing such a stir. So management rolled with it.”
Tommy makes his way to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle and takes a seat. He hooks his feet under the second rope to make sure he doesn’t fall.
“Then to make matters worse some superstars here were being picked on and what does management do? Not a god damn thing. They allowed it, why? because the ratings were oh so good in there eyes. People were still tuning in every show and it didn’t seem to affect the ratings, but it did affect something else. The morale of the men and women in this place. Some people here felt the bullying of co workers and the tactics management were using were too much. So some felt the need to wash their hands and walk away from New Era. Now some let it get to them more than others. Some decided drugs were the way to go, which let me tell you first hand. Letting drugs cover your problems never works. Sure it makes them go away for a few hours, but the problems are still there. Problems that you will have to face one day. Sorry but using hardcore drugs is the cowards way out of things. I know because I tried using the same excuse myself not too long ago.”
Tommy reaches in his jacket pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. He takes on out and places the pack back in his pocket. He then pulls out a book of matches and lights the cigarette. A few drags he intakes as he continues his rant.
“Now let me apologize, for I have made a mistake I want to man up about. During my little rant before I was just going on and on about the many of problems arising here in New Era recently. And in my rambling, I said how our World Champion was thinking of handing over his title and calling it quits himself. You see my time here, Romeo became a pretty good friend of mine. He looked out for me, gave me advice on how to better my career, and was just a genuine good guy to be around. Now I made that statement not thinking about it, but I say I know the man quite well know, and to be honest maybe I said that because I saw it in his body language. The way he has been presenting himself lately just hasn’t been the Romeo everyone has come to love and adore.”
Tommy ashes the cigarette and puffs it a few more times before ranting on.
"Sure he is out there like our World Champion should be, but something just doesn't seem right. Which is not a good thing. Hopefully I am wrong, but that's enough about that situation."
Tommy comes down from the top turnbuckle and takes one last drag of his cigarette and drops bit on the mat. He steps on it to put it out as he begins to pace the ring.
"I mean so much shit is going on right now in New Era. People leaving, but we touched that subject already. Our boss, being the leader of Legion, but who really cares. Our television title being vacated because the guy decided to go down a dark road of drug use. People being taken out for good. I mean how much shit can really keep hitting the fan? What’s next?”
Tommy pulls out another cigarette and lights it up.
“Who the hell knows, and I can say this much. I can give a damn less. With everything that has happened to me in less than a year of being here, people are probably surprised I am even still here. Want to know something? I could give a damn less what anyone thinks anymore. You want to sit there and talk shit about me? Go right on ahead. You want to talk of how my career here is a joke. No problem. Or how I keep earning shots at titles but keep losing the matches that matter for the most part. Go for it. Just know this.”
Tommy stops dead in his tracks as he stares right into the camera.
“Anything you say about me will come back to bite you in the ass. I am sick of sitting here trying to be the nice guy. Sick of trying to be the guy everyone loves. Sick of being everyone’s punch line in their shitty jokes. Everyone needs to be forewarned. From here on out, expect complete chaos whenever I am around. Expect the unexpected. Well I guess that last part has always been there for me but still. Everyone used to know when I was coming for a fight. Everyone knew when I was in the building. Not anymore. You will not see what is coming at all. One minute you’re sitting there bullshitting with whatever circle of friends you got, next minute? You will be eating the backside of my boot. Or maybe my fist. Have not decided that yet. And if anyone tries to get in my way, they will be sadly mistaken.”
A few drags off the smoke and he plops in the corner of the ring.
“That includes Ms. Solanas. She got in my way not too long ago and what she felt last week was just a glimpse of what will happen. Her and one of her Team Purity fans both felt what is was like to get in my way as I planted both of them with a harsh Thunder Buddy. That is after I broke up her little celebration of winning the No Limits Title. I could have easily stolen that title away from her, but I am not that much of an asshole. I had her down and out with the referee ready to make the three count, but that would have been the coward’s way out. Now I understand the rules of the NL title, but I’d rather have my opponent be somewhat prepared. I am not going to run up behind and steal the title like Ms. Solanas did to Jynx. I’ll fight you head on."
One last drag of the cigarette and Tommy once again drops it on the mat and puts it out with his foot.
"You are right, I don't care about anyone anymore. My friends betrayed me, The Heros have all but fallen apart. I have nothing Ms. Solanas. So why care for anyone? It's all about me now. Which brings me to the hanging of the Ted suit. I did not do that to try and instill fear. I did that because it was a part if me that needed to die. It needed to die so that I can focus on my career. I am no longer here to amuse people. No longer here to talk down upon because of my drug ridden past. I am here to serve up justice to anyone who gets in my way. If I don't like you? You will be taken down."
Tommy rolls out of the ring and begins to make his way up the ramp. As he gets to the top he turns around and looks down at the ring now.
"Like you said, anything goes. No disqualifications, nothing. You can do whatever you want. Saying I was safer in the cell? You could have done anything to me on the outside. Before we climbed to the top and you put me through the cell to the mat below. You act like No Limits is supposed to scare me. I spent my time going after that title. People have tried their best to do anything they can to hurt me. Sometimes it worked, but one thing my entire time here no one has been able to do to me. Want to know what? Keep me down, because if they were able to do so, I wouldn't be standing here right now. Through all the pain everyone has tried to bestow upon me, yourself included, have never been able to fully get the job done. You and all your New Yorker friends can try your best, but obviously it hasn't worked yet. I'm coming right at you Ms.Solanas, because simply you will never stop me. This is a war you or anyone in that locker room will not win. You may win a few battles but I will win this war!"
The scene fades out as Tommy goes beyond the curtains.
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(1x) Television Champion (3x)No Limits Champion Record-15-14 Twitter- @TommyZeller Overall record(all characters) 33 wins 33 loses 2013 Rp of the year- 3 way tie 2013 Most Improved 2013 Newcomer of the Year- 2 way tie


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