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When it hits you....
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Topic Started: Feb 24 2016, 03:34 AM (51 Views)
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Joey NOX
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Feb 24 2016, 03:34 AM
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Cassie Rial: Can we talk?
Cassandra Rial stood in the door of Joey NOX's room in his large house in upstate New York. The diminutive member of the Brilliant Pair grew up a "scant" three hours away in New York City and really never had reason to venture beyond the five boroughs. More importantly, it's not often she'd go from the safety of her family's fancy apartment and safer communities of outer New York into one of New York's most dangerous areas. Furthermore It's not a drive she'd normally make alone either in the cold wintery months. That said, Casse Rial felt compelled to make that drive. In her heart and in her mind, it was the right thing to do. Even if it proved to be a shot in the dark, Cassie Rial felt like she owed it to people close to her to make the trip. Sitting in his room and flipping through the channels on his television, NOX paused and sighed. He turned off the TV and shifted his body to face Cassie Rial, crossing his arms as he looked over the BP's smarter half.
NOX: Well it's a hell of a trip, Cass. I might as well right?
Cassie: Nebraska home?
NOX, confused: That's what you came here to ask? Three hours forr that?
Cassie: Nope. I just know Nebraska, god bless her, has a tendency to turn our talks into her own personal show and I need this one to be focused.
NOX, almost with a hint of defensiveness: Let's not bury Nebs without her being here.
Cassie: Wow that was a PRETTY stiff defense of somebody over something innocuous.
NOX: I'm just sticking up for her. She stood by me when I needed somebody to and you shitting on her isn't going to go over well if THAT'S what you came here to talk about.
Cassie: Ugh. I want to talk about Sean Aries and Emily Hart.
NOX: Why don't you just ask them about it?
Cassie Rial: Because sometimes the closer you are to the blackboard, the harder it is to see the entire message.
NOX: Meaning?
Cassie Rial: MEANING that it's unfair to ask them for honest unbiased opinions given that they're in that weird "fucking other people" stage of their eventual make up.
NOX: Eventual? What if it's not what they want?
Cassie Rial sighs and walks into Joey's room. She closes the door behind her and plops face down on his bed, as if the weight of the world has finally gotten her down. Joey looks her over, sighs and then rubs the sides of his nose.
NOX, nodding to nobody: Same.
Cassie, lifting her head up: I just want what's best for Sean. That's them getting back together?
NOX: Are you ASKING me or...
Cassie: Dude, I'm not even sure anymore. I went after her on twitter and left her some nasty phone messages. I've been stopping a big dude who won a lot of title belts from breaking down and crying OH and there's this big match vs a bunch of burly fucking smelly hillbillies and some chick who I'm 99% sure is into vore or some weird shit. Meanwhile my tag partner is shilling shirts, we got a tag title match coming up after we lost seemingly every fucking match on that neverending tour in Asia and I'm pretty sure I pulled my groin carrying Sean out of a movie theater because he started crying when he saw a slushie machine. Oh and nobody SEEMS TO WANT TO HELP THE GUY WHO IS FIGHTING THEM BECAUSE REASONS?! YOU SEE WHY I'M ALL STRESSED OUT?!
NOX: Life sucks.
Cassie: Word.
NOX, sighs: Did you have a point in coming here? Like...what WAS the idea?
Cassie: I just wanted to know how to piece this puzzle of my life I didn't ask for together. It's hard to do all that when you're not even old enough to legally buy drinks to help make these decisions easier.
NOX: Cass...look. You're really smart. You're smart enough to know the deal whether your heart wants to admit it or not. They have issues. They have serious as hell problems they need to work out and they're struggling mentally to get through them. You have to understand something, Cass. Emily didn't start out as Sean's girlfriend. She was his secretary. She was the gal he hired to keep his ratfuck of a life from completely falling apart.
Cassie: His hiring requirements might need work, dude.
NOX: Sean's always had a knack for finding people who fit him. The problem is that the better they fit, the more they feel dependent upon him. Sean's a unique character and that leads to unique people following him around. Emily is unique and maybe PRW never noticed how unique she is. Look I was here, okay? I was here when she'd be singled out for being weird or made fun or picked on or allowed to work hurt or jumped by new people or constantly courted by people and treated like an object and not a person. You know why? Because people thought she belonged to Sean. She was HIS property---and not just Emily Hart.
Cassie Rial, nodding: I suppose I can relate to feeling like somebody else's human baggage.
The two share a silent nod. Cassie sits up on Joey's bed and rubs her eyes as NOX continues onward, dispelling his brand of "wisdom" from years of being around PRW's most disfunctional couple.
NOX: And that gets old for people. Emily's a human being with a breaking point and she eventually broke. Sean isn't entirely to blame for that but he didn't prevent it from happening and I guess that's how Emily views it. Understand this as clearly as you can, Cass. Emily got tired of something Sean couldn't control but also DIDN'T try to stop. Sean can't stop people from thinking Emily is a glorified piece of arm candy but he also never did enough in her eyes to TRY and stop it. It's the old "I can't kill you but I don't have to let you live either" attitude from the movies. I'll tell you a story; Jesse Drive came into PRW and he tried to court Emily Hart with wine and a bunch of other shit. Emily basically solved the problem on her own. I remember being with Sean Aries and he WANTED to do something---but he also felt like as a veteran, he had to set an image. Sean's not a politician and that hurt him. Professional wrestling was an escape from the realities of life for him and he never matured regarding how to conduct himself properly as a wrestler behind the scenes. It some ways it helped because people related to him. He wasn't a politician, he was a dude who could just wrestle his ass off and fight for the people.
It's why old PRW guys used to bully him and he wouldn't fight the current. He'd fought so much already in his life that he had figured that if he just rolled with the punches, he'd land that one big punch EVENTUALLY. Emily never saw it that way she just....dude, it's like when Nebraska piles on with the short jokes and doesn't stop others from doing it. It hurts you, it DIGS and the only way you can shut people up is to kick some ass in the ring. That was Emily backstage. That Drive story? That's just ONE example of Emily "handling business on her own" not because Sean couldn't but because he never found the right way to do it. That shit builds resentment and she may resent him. If she did, would she be wrong?
Cassie Rial: But I've SPOKEN to him. I've spoken to HER! They both admit they did things wrong so why can't we just figure all of this shit out? I mean are we that egotistical?
NOX: Wrestlers are by nature egotistical, Cass. Emily feels hurt but she also feels free. She's her OWN person free of PRW drama and she's proving to all of us that she can survive on her own. That's important to her and we should respect that and especially Sean should. Sean's hurting now but he'll get over it. How about that Solo chick?
Cassie with an eye roll: That one? The one who Sean asked to pick up groceries and she picked up $290.49 worth of Ben and Jerry's?
NOX: Well how do you know how much she spent?
Cassie: I balance his checkbook for him.
NOX: You wha?
Cassie: Yeah, I'm his budget gal now. I also have been helping him fill out checks to pay his bills on time because that guy would forget to tie his shoes without some sort of neon light telling him to. I'm basically his sec...
NOX just smirks. Cassie gives him a look and then repeats what she said aloud, slowly emphasizing the I and him in her statement. Joey chuckles and sighs as Cassie Rial's eyes slowly bug out of her head.
Cassie: Joey....
NOX: Yeah, Big Cass?
Cassie: Keep this between you and I.
NOX: What this meeting or...
Cassie: No, what I'm about to request.
NOX: Okay?
Cassie: Help me break down Bayou Brothers matches. All of them. In detail.
NOX, sighing: Cassie, no. Nebraska would probably slit my throat if she got wind of what you're thinking about. You're not going to help Sean.
Cassie: I'm counting on Emily to be there. I....I still have hope. That said, I'm beginning to realize that 99% of you fucking people from "old PRW" lack the balls necessary to help a friend out. Instead you're all too busy counting money or fucking being miserable or "waiting for a challenge" or chasing ass or being fucking mopey in diners or fucking moving from city to city. Meanwhile one of your brothers is going to get himself killed and y'all are too fucking busy being self centered to help him out. So if NONE of you fucking people, not you, not Alex, not Pat, not Emily or whoever isn't gonna do it----then the least you can fucking do is prepare me if I gotta do it myself.
NOX: So we're all worthless, got it.
Cassie: Ya know what? Yeah, if y'all are going to let Sean Aries die on the vine, you ARE all fucking worthless. And it's sad because I expect better from y'all. I'm about to sign myself up for a fucking death march and you'll be at home to watch so the LEAST you can do is help me prepare for this in case I have to.
NOX: I just want you to know that no sane person would team with Sean Aries vs the Bayou Bros.
Cassie: Yeah? Well the healthy human mind doesn't wake up in the morning thinking this is its last day on Earth but I guess if I have to, that'll be my luxury come Blackout.
And with that, Cassie Rial gives Joey a death glare that would cause the mighty Mil Muertes to shrink 10x in size. She hopes off of his bed and walks toward the door, opening it up wide and then slamming it as she exits. Then, because deep down inside Cassie Rial is still just a young lady in a situation most fully trained adults would struggle to cope with, she opens the door up and slams it again. She repeats the process a few times just to FULLY emphasize how mad she is and then stomps away from NOX. As Joey lets out a frustrated sigh, the sound of Cassie Rial slamming the front door and getting into her car cuts through the awkward silence.
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