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| Finish What I Started; SwitchBlade vs. Korrupt | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 6 2011, 09:25 PM (62 Views) | |
| SwitchBlade | Jul 6 2011, 09:25 PM Post #1 |
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(OOC: I know I know, no real permission from Joey. If anything's not to your liking let me know and i'll edit/remove it. I just want this thing posted!) :::A Few Days Earlier::: He felt more alone than ever before. Leaning out against the balcony of his hotel room he could see miles of rooftops and traffic lights, and he knew that millions were living here, and yet he still felt like the last man on earth. He felt like Henry Bemis, the lone survivor in a post nuclear war Earth who, after finding all the time in the world to read his books broke his glasses and could never enjoy his reading. He was blind and alone. That wasn’t fair. There was time now. And now he too was alone, and he too was blinded from what he desired the most. But in this case it wasn’t books, but rather a conversation with Claire. It ate him up inside that he couldn’t even find the time to talk to her. He tried to take away these thoughts with drinking, but it only magnified them. Claire wouldn’t have wanted it that way. He stood in a stoic disguise and watched the buildings light up as the sun came down, a drink of rum and coke in his right hand. He thought up a moment where he would drop his glass, stand up on the edge of the balcony and fall. The speed, the burst of wind to his face, the blur of the buildings, that final moment of clarity before impact…what did it feel like? For some strange reason he wanted to know. But now wasn’t the time to end things. There were other plans, other things to take care of before he would pursue these feelings. Suddenly his phone rang. For a second he thought for certain that Claire was on the other end of the line, happy as can be without any memory of what had happened in those cubes…those damn cubes. He took his phone out of his pocket and answered. “Hello?” It wasn’t Claire. Business would resume. “Hello, SwitchBlade.” It was Joey. SwitchBlade stepped away from his scenic view and went back inside his room. “Joey…how are you?” “Good, but listen. I know you’ve got a big match coming up. You’re facing Korrupt for the World Title.” “I know, man…I nearly killed myself facing PKA. You think I want to deal with knowing that shit right now?” “Of course, I just…wanted you to know that no matter what the outcome, I thank you for sticking with the company all this time.” SwitchBlade sighed. “Yeah man, no problem. I know I failed you once. I didn’t want to do that again.” “It’s all water under the bridge, buddy.” SwitchBlade walked over to the bed and sat down on it. He lowered his head and slouched over the edge. He leaned his weight against the phone as if the phone call was the only thinking holding him up. “That sounds good. Just tell me one thing” said SwitchBlade. “What?” “Do you think I have what it takes?” “Switch, what are you talking about?” “Just answer the question! Please.” SwitchBlade gripped the mattress with his free hand. “Of course you do. You’re one of the best we’ve got. If anybody can give Korrupt a challenge, it’s you. I believe in you, Switchy.” SwitchBlade nodded to himself. He had a good enough dose of reassurance. “Thank you, Joey…I needed that.” “Alright, now get some rest. You sound like you need it. And lay off the alcohol, that shit’s going to fuck with your head.” “Right…” “Goodnight, man.” “Goodnight.” SwitchBlade hung his phone up and tossed it aside. “Fuck…” He fell back on his bed and allowed his head to rest against the fluffiest pillow. He imagined that this was what being in a cloud felt like. He wanted to take Joey’s advice and sleep, but he couldn’t. Something in his head had stopped him from getting a decent night’s sleep. So he stared up at the ceiling and counted the number of tiny holes on it. For whatever reason it reminded him of his time with Claire. Part of him missed her, missed the rides, the playful laughing, the stupid crap she would buy at his expense. He wanted all of that back. He turned sideways and looked at the empty half of the bed. The sheets were lined perfectly, the pillow was right where it was supposed to be, and it was cold. He rubbed a hand along the top of the sheets. Chill to the bone. He turned to the opposite direction and looked over at the balcony, at the place where in another universe he could have fallen off and died. And maybe in yet another universe, he had a family. He had someone to keep the other side warm. He had laughter. He had peace. His thought was interrupted by the sound of police sirens wailing off in the distance. He closed his eyes and pretended they were birds. They couldn’t be anything else. Because for now, he was the last man on earth. :::End::: [And now, for your listening pleasure, Warped wrestler SwitchBlade proudly presents…three little monkeys.] *Ahem* [Three little monkeys, jumping on the bed. Switchy came by and bopped one on the head. He went to the doctor and the doctor said, “Don’t mess with Switchy or you’ll wind up dead.”] [Well Crowbar, isn’t it true? Didn’t it hurt just a little bit after I defeated you? I made you look like a joke, and everybody wound up laughing at you. I remember all the things you said. You said I couldn’t beat you, that you were better than me. You were the one who took my title away, the one who ended my first reign. I never forgot about that. So when I heard that I was facing you in the second round of the tournament my eyes lit up with joy. And afterwards, when I made you tap like a drummer boy, I knew that for the first time in your career you understood what it meant to be afraid of SwitchBlade. Now you know who the real world champion should have been. I got my revenge, and now you’re left crying in shame.] [Two little monkeys, jumping on the bed. Switchy came by and bopped one on the head. He went to the doctor and the doctor said, “Don’t mess with Switchy or you’ll wind up dead.”] [Do you get it by now, PKA? Do you understand just how ruthless I can be when it’s time to get extreme? I don’t like to spill blood on my hands, but when people like you force me to, I go at 100% and nothing less. I took you past your limit and I defeated you fair and square. I loved watching the look on your teammate’s faces as they watched their one hope of keeping the world title in their camp slip through their fingers. You failed, PKA. You were supposed to eliminate me, get rid of me so that Korrupt could remain the champion. That was your plan, wasn’t it? To “face” Korrupt and ultimately give him a free win? Yeah, I smelled through the deception the moment I stepped inside the ring. I knew right then and there that I had to win at all costs. And I did. By winning the tournament I proved that I deserved to be in the world title picture, and more importantly I deserve to face Korrupt in the ring. Now you’re left back down the card. Oh how the mighty have fallen.] [One little monkey, jumping on the bed. Switchy came by and bopped him on the head. He went to the doctor and the doctor said, “Don’t mess with Switchy or you’ll wind up dead.”] [Well I was never one for poetry.] [But finally. FINALLY. After the long wait, all the hype and anticipation, I finally get my world heavyweight title shot. I finally get to take down the one man who has been tormenting Warped for FAR too long. The man who shouldn’t even be holding that strap. The big man of The Movement. Korrupt. This guys has talked a lot about changing the business, about making his vision come to life. He's supposedly the guy who brought about these dark days. I call bullshit on that one. While you might be a little crazy, and you might be a little talented in the ring, you alone didn't change the game. You can't just "change" professional wrestling, not entirely. There's still the foundation, the main core that everything else goes around. I'm not talking about extreme hardcore matches, or the ability to make one bleed like a stuffed pig. I'm talk about heart. That's something you haven't had for a long time, Korrupt. It's in your name. It's who you are. You're a corrupted man whose twisted sense of morality and decency has been a plague in Warped. Holding the world title only makes the infection spread that much quicker. So I will do the right thing, and I will remove that belt from your possession. I will help cleanse the insanity. And yet...you think otherwise. You think you have my number? That you’re gonna be able to get past me after all I’ve done these past few weeks? You think you’re going to simply walk out of this match still champion? Well I’ve got news for you, Korrupt.] [ You’re mine, bitch!] [That’s right. I went there. No more fun and games for SwitchBlade. It’s time to get serious. Don’t get me wrong, I had plenty of fun defeating Crowbar and PKA, but those guys were simply the side dishes. You’re the main course; the one I’ve been waiting for all this time. The whole point of getting through that tournament was to get to the position I’m in now. It was all simply to get to have a match with you, the champion. And you’ve been a busy champion haven’t you? I’ve watched you face off the new guy Drake Havok. He seems to have your number too. Hell, he beat you in his debut match. Imagine that. Beating the world champion in his debut. But then he got his shot at the title and, “shockingly”, PKA got involved and cost him the title. So now poor Havok gets himself placed in a secondary tag match while also refereeing OUR match. It makes me wonder just how pissed he’s going to be when it comes time to put on the ref shirt. Very pissed I imagine. So pissed that he might break certain rules of his own. Maybe he’ll slip up, count a bit too fast, and leave you with nothing but humiliation. The ultimate revenge. I like the sound of that. Of course I don’t NEED Havok to be there. I’ve proven in the past that I can beat you without anybody’s help, so really this is a win/win situation for me.] [Boy, my ego has grown hasn’t it? I apologize if I come across as arrogant, but for the longest time I doubted myself. Back when I lost the title, and I fell to a low enough level that Grendel was ordering me around…that was a dark time. I nearly gave up on wrestling altogether. SwitchBlade would have just been a distant memory. But now…now I’m back! Now I’m far more confident than I’ve ever been before. I went into Joey’s tournament and stepped out as the last man standing. I went through HELL to get here, and there ain’t no way I’m screwing it up this time. I haven’t been this excited since my first title shot. Korrupt, you’re facing a newly rejuvenated, newly revived SwitchBlade. Call me SwitchBlade 2.0 if you want. I may look old, and I may not always keep up with the faster kids, but I still know how to win. And really, that’s all that matters.] [It’s been awhile since I was last in the title picture, I’ll admit it. There have been moments where I questioned myself, pondered whether or not I had what it took to get back up on that high horse and ride off into battle. Sure, I gained a few wins here and there, but it was all leading up to this one match with this one particular wrestler. Now I have to throw everything I’ve got on the line. I have to fight, and fight, and fight some more until I walk out of the arena with the Warped World Heavyweight Title for a second time. If I fail, I fail the fans, I fail Joey, and I fail myself. I can’t allow that to happen. Not again. I don’t know what I’d do if…well…that’s something to speak of for another time.] [And as for you Korrupt…what if you fail? What will happen to you if you lose your precious title? I’ve seen the way you’ve held it. Almost like it was your child. You care about being the best. You WANT to be the best, and that’s where you and I are most similar. You may be bat shit insane, but you’re mentally strong in your focus on retaining the gold. Part of me can respect that. That is, the part that wasn’t nearly injured and taken out of commission because of you. Yeah, I still remember it. I remember what you did to my leg. To my back. The beatings I got from you and your friends. They still haunt me. I lie in bed and ache every night, and it makes me think of the mistakes I’ve made. And in a way, I appreciate it. Because without those nights of pain I wouldn’t think about the worst moments…and that wouldn’t help me prepare for the great moment. The moment where I shine brightest. I intend on making this my brightest moment in Warped. And unfortunately for you Korrupt, that means you’ll be having one of your worst moments. I apologize in advance.] [So run along, little monkey. Train however you wish to. Get yourself psyched up, say your prayers, eat your vitamins, whatever it is you feel like you need to do. Because let’s face it: no matter what you do, it won’t be enough to stop me. I'm going to finish what I started so very long ago. I’m on the biggest rise of my career, and it’s all going to climax at Warped 29. You tried to injure me, you tried to insult me, you tried to ruin my good name. Not just you Korrupt, but PKA and Crowbar as well. They’re all being made to suffer for their sins one by one. And when I stand above you three, title belt held high and the fans chanting my name, you’ll be the ones begging for mercy. You’ll be the ones pleading for forgiveness for all your sins. And before I lay down the mighty hand of judgment down on all three of you, I will simply whisper…] [“No.”] Edited by SwitchBlade, Jul 6 2011, 11:25 PM.
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