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Jay Gold vs. Shyne
Topic Started: Jun 24 2007, 01:25 PM (367 Views)
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[Turmoil. So much can happen in one year’s time. It’s been a year of major ups and downs for me…a four month break from the business only to come back and see that not many things have changed. SCW is still a very tumultuous place, much like it always has been…but even more so now being the fact that our own developmental federation wants a piece of us. I can respect Majestic for not wanting to be held back, but they have their show, we have ours. Why the boss allows them to wrestle on the grand stage is beyond me… It’s bad enough that they were allowed in our venue last month at Taking Hold of the Flame. And it’s bad enough that they’ve slowly infested our roster…mostly the members of Dynasty but there are a few others amongst our midst.]

[They aren’t all bad. I’m just not a fan of a man or a woman who shows that they still love their past federation. The one exception to the rule is a man that I really don’t care much about…although even I cracked a smile when he let the jizz fly on the Majestic Championship. No need to say his name; he knows who he is. No, I’m going to concern myself more with finishing off the job against the two members of Dynasty that I had to deal with around the time of Rise to Greatness last year. Michael Carrington has already been dealt with in two successive weeks. And now I get my chance to make up for the wrongdoing that was done against me just over a year ago. A lot remember how Shyne got the duke on me, all thanks to Omarion Denton. My plan and objective are both very simple. The plan…walk out of Rise to Greatness with victory number seventy and gain even more respect than what I walked in with. The objective, make up for a loss that at the time bothered me because I know I was slighted. This time, no such travesty will occur. As my last name is Gold, you better all bank on it. Rise to Greatness, since I’m not facing Lethal Weapon, will be my time once again. All of you will be amazed. Remember that I’m a former two-time SCW World Champion. I always have some cards up my sleeve, some that I’m not all that afraid to show when I have to…]

[Kind of like another former World Champion, Greg Cherry. Both of us are alike in some ways, but different in others. Now he chose his own path and he dodges the tough challenges…note how Josh Hudson is scheduled to fight against Greg at Rise to Greatness. I’m surprised that Drachewych is allowing that match to go down. At least I have a challenge before me…one that I will conquer.]

Voice: Oh yoohoo…Goldilocks!

[Correction…make that TWO challenges… I’ve obviously once again dozed off on the train headed for Yankees Stadium. Even though there is no home game today, Martha and I decided to at least take the trip into the Bronx and witness all of the pictures, all of the rich history that comes with the Bronx Bombers. As for where we’re staying for the week? The two of us and little Sarah have been invited to stay at the far southern end of Westchester County; the far south side of the city of Yonkers, with my aunt and uncle. They’re both very old but still very inviting. One day I know Martha and I will be like that…old, but still caring. We might be gray…who knows, I might be completely bald…but we’ll still be together. For now though, I’m dealing with this “thing” on my left shoulder and Chi-Town’s Finest…]

Jay: Yeah? What do you want?

Voice: I’m just hear to remind you that you CAN be great again, even better than you were before! Look what happened to your ole pal Greg. Turning on a lot of people helped him…

Jay: Well I’m not Greg Cherry…I’m…

Voice: Yeah, you’re Jay Gold. And I’m a monkey’s uncle… Look Jay, I’m serious about this. You could go places; fly like the eagles while laughing in everyone’s fact that doubted you. It’s not like I’m asking you to give up your precious bride or your kid.

[The voice is right; that was not said. But I could never turn on the people for any reason… They’ve been great to me. They don’t deserve such heartache. I don’t want to cause them or anyone that I love pain. No one deserves such a cruel fate. Only those who doubt me do…people like Shyne and so many others.]

Voice: Sooooooo?

Jay: Listen, I’ve got a big match this Sunday and I don’t need you telling me what I should be doing. I run my OWN life!

Voice: Oh really… It’s obvious that Martha’s the one who wears the pants in the relationship. You’re doing nothing but acting like a pansy. You don’t see the future that you could have…

Jay: Oh yes, I do! And you know what? That future doesn’t include YOU!

Voice: Oh it does, you shall see Jay. You shall see very soon.

[The figure vanishes once again from my shoulder. I look to my right. Sparkle isn’t there. Where could she be? I haven’t blocked her out at all. She was my second best friend in life behind Martha. I need her but now her beautiful presence just isn’t there. I wonder why. Am I that conflicted that it’s hurt her? That it’s hurt my guardian angel?]

[I shake my head from side to side furiously, trying to wake myself up. Finally I do…]

Martha: Jay, your eyes… You’re in a state of shock!

Jay: I…I…I…

Martha: What is it? You can tell me anything. I’ll listen…

[My glassed over eyes look over to my left and I see Sarah Vixen strapped into her seat. She looks worried for me too. I don’t want to go on this way. Maybe I should just tell them, but they’ll think I’ve gone mad. No…I can’t. This is one thing that must reside in me.]

Jay: I’m fine.

[Martha nods her head. But I can sense that she doesn’t believe me…so I place a hand on her shoulder and rub it. She smiles weakly before shutting her eyes. I shut mine again. When I open them, the figure is there once again to the left, but no white light to my right.]

Jay: I know what you’re going to say already…

Voice: Try me.

Jay: That I was too much of a pussy just now…and that I should have told her everything…

Voice: Nope, you were okay with what you did. You stayed mum…even though you are still a pussy.

[I go to flick the figure off my shoulder, but he vanishes and comes back when it’s safe. I don’t know what to think any more. I don’t need this in my life right now…I don’t need it! But I have it… Dealing with it is the key…]

Jay: Ha ha, very funny. You know, for someone that’s calling me a female organ, you sure hide behind that hoodie a lot.

Voice: About that, I’m going to reveal myself, but be patient. That time is not yet upon us. Anyhow, you might want to wake up Gold…wake up…wake up…

[The voice gets fainter and fainter. Once again Martha’s shaking me to a wakened state…]

Martha: …wake up…wake up! We’re at our stop. Seriously, I’m very concerned about you. I love you and I want to know what’s going on. I NEED to know!

[Our daughter looks at me, an actual look of fear in her eyes. I force a smile, trying to show her that everything’s alright. Martha also delivers a nervous looking smile but it’s enough to get little Sarah calmed down. How can I tell Martha everything? It’s hard to… This is a much more pressure packed situation than facing Jamal Jackson for the first time in just over a year. However that’s where my focus should lie…]

[I can feel my eyebrows flare as I scrunch them in. I now put aside all of the current goings-on as the three of us depart from the train. We’re looking right at it…a pinnacle of baseball history…my first ever trip to Yankees Stadium in my whole life. I know it’s hard to believe, being that I’ve lived the majority of my life just upstate from here, but it’s true. What a time to be here…just days before I step into the ring against the one Dynasty member who got one over on me in the past. This time though, all will change in this place of remembrance. I’m to be an SCW hall of famer some day…defeating Shyne at SCW’s flagship event in my own home state will always be a priceless memory, no matter what happens down the road. This match will always be remembered by those involved, by the fans in attendance, and even those that say they just don’t care. Deep within themselves they do though…because they know that me and my ass hat of an opponent will put on a show…something that the Yankees are usually capable of themselves.]

Jay: Yes Martha, finally, Yankees Stadium. I know I’m not a fan, but hey, history is history, right?

Martha: Yes. Say, I wonder if they’ll let us walk on the field. That would be something.

Jay: We’ll be recognized. I have no doubt that they’ll let us.

Sarah Vixen: Oooo ooo ooo!

[Even she’s excited although she knows nothing about baseball or much of anything. But she’s still merely a two year old child…three on Thanksgiving. I still do have my usual things to be thankful for, but now I have one more. I can give thanks for the opportunity that I find myself able enough to get payback for a loss that was not of my fault. Oh I know Shyne will have someone down at the ring with him again, but I have my own support. The people backing me far outnumber the ones that would even think about supporting him. So when it comes right down to it, Jamal would be smart to make sure Juan Ramirez just stays camped at ringside and doesn’t try to lay a finger on me…not even a fingernail!]

[We continue our walk until finally we’re inside the corridors. I’m surprised…not much security around and even when we see a man or woman pass by, we’re granted complete and uninterrupted access… So the three of us Golds make our way out onto the field… Sarah uses her small feet and slowly jogs around the bases. Martha and I stand where home plate is marked and wait for her. We share in her excitement, especially my wife. Me however, I have my mind on so many things…Martha, Sarah, the voice, Sparkle, the Dynasty… There’s only so much someone can handle. So far so good…well minus the voice that keeps finding its way to my left shoulder. The voice seems quite comfortable there may I add…]

[But no…Shyne’s first. I can deal with the imbecile that tortures me with his spewings after Rise to Greatness. I take in a deep breath before letting it out.]

Martha: I knew it. There’s something major on your mind. Is it getting revenge against Shyne from last year in that match the week before Rise to Greatness?

[Well, she at least has that pinpointed. Something tells me though that I can’t just blab the truth to her. I just can’t build up the willpower to reveal such a stunning secret. So I’m going to half lie to her. She’ll understand later when it finally all comes out… I know she will. If she loves me like the dickens…she definitely will.]

Jay: Yeah, that boy got away with it last year and he couldn’t even get the win by himself!

Martha: Well, if you keep acting like this, you won’t be 100% when you face him again this Sunday. Jay honey, I really want you to win this one. I KNOW that you want to win this one to finally shut up the men who are leeching off the past success of the original Dynasty.

Jay: They’ve done nothing of the sort. They’ve only been trying to be as great as the old Dynasty was. But they’re failing…miserably. The one bright spot was Silkk and Shyne actually shocking the hell out of everyone by defeating Campbell and Parker to retain the tag team titles…and it actually wasn’t a bull shit victory! As I watched from backstage last night Martha, I thought hell had frozen over. Unfortunately for Shyne though, that won’t be the case at Rise to Greatness. Sure, there is no gold on the line, but there is pride. When pride is the main prize, I’m unstoppable. I’m relentless! I keep digging, scratching, and fighting until I have what I desire…a victory that can never be taken away from me.

Martha: Yeah, I see.

[She obviously sees mostly everything. She knows when I’m in trouble. She knows when I’m in dire need of assistance. She knows when I need her close to me. Yep, Martha knows me better than she knows the back of her own hand. I wouldn’t have it any other way.]

Jay: Shyne, a quizzical mind, me, would like to know one thing however… Last night I was listening from my locker room when I heard you and your clique discussing Rise to Greatness. You know me, I’m always intent on listening to what my foes have to say and being that you’re currently my public enemy number one, I figured I could use the humor. But when I tune in, all you have to say is that you’ll kick my ass all over the place? Please, it takes more than a simple verbal threat to put me down. You found that out the first time as you needed someone to swoop in from behind and assist you. I know what you’re looking for Ramirez to do. You’re hoping I get occupied by him and you’ll hit me from behind with the Time to Shine. Nice try…you got me with that once and it won’t EVER happen again!

To be even more frank with you…yeah…a couple weeks ago on Breakdown, you and the rest of the new Dynasty made me bleed. Congratulations, you weren’t the first group to accomplish the feat. You know what? I welcome it. Tasting my blood gets me even MORE motivated to get back to the top of the mountain and retrieve gold. I have you all to thank for that attack, everyone from you Shyne down to Liana.

But guess what? The time for all of politics is about to be over. Only Rise to Greatness matters… It’s that night when something great happens…that I prove that the old Dynasty still lives and that at this point, it FAR surpasses this new Dynasty that has not done a whole hell of a lot!


[I look out and little Sarah is between second and third base, running her little heart out at this point. I just hope she won’t be completely gassed by the time she returns to us. Until that time comes, I may as well explain much more to Martha, Shyne, and all of the others…]

Jay: Jamal, I will tell you this one time only. I know that you believe you’ve screwed with me enough times to make my head spin, but guess what? I’m still here. I’m still standing and ready to fight you to the very end, right here in Yankees Stadium. This place is very rich in lore, Jamal. I know that you’re well aware of that, even though you’re from the Windy City. It wouldn’t make a difference though even if you were from Taipei… The point is that you WILL have to deal with me this one more time. It’s just that this time, you’ll be the one suffering the setback. But look at the upside…you can’t lose your twenty pounds of gold that you carry, thanks to Carrington. You see Jamal, every single time those titles of yours have been on the line, Silkk saves the day for the team. And face facts, if I’ve beaten him twice and you’ve been mediocre to say the least since your resigning with SCW after being down in that snake pit known as Majestic, that doesn’t add up in your favor. Last year Jamal, you were new here to SCW…a virtual unknown. I didn’t know what to expect from you, but now…I know it all. I know how you’ll come at me, just like you know the direction that I will take. No one truly has an advantage here Shyne. I’m man enough to admit the fact that I’ll have to earn this win much like I’ve earned my last two. But that’s fine and dandy… If I have to get my hands extra dirty to pull off yet another Golden Moment that will be remembered in the minds of the people…so be it…

[Sarah Vixen is now chugging along past third base and towards home. Martha holds her arms wide open and Sarah completes her long journey. She has a huge smile on her face even though she looks very tired. Martha comforts her in her arms as I just stand there, very close to both of the lead females in my life.]

[Yes, it’s a time for family bonding…but it’s also a time to show myself once again…a time to prove to everyone that I can once again win the SCW World Title someday… But mainly this is a time of turmoil…a time of indecision for most…and a time of insecurity for others, my own self included.]

[Martha and I stand facing one another but we don’t look to even move a muscle. Now this is a picture worth a thousand words. A picture that should be captured in one of the greatest, most historical sports stadiums…because who knows when this chance will come again. That’s what this is partly about…the opportunity at making history…AGAIN! And that’s exactly what will happen at Rise to Greatness…]
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There it is, enjoy!
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Awesome RP though you shoulda made the Pastor residing over the funeral Pastor Malakai. It's cool though, no hard feelings. Ho ass...

Nah just kidding. Great RP Shyne, I really enjoyed it.
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OOC: Get out of this thread. It belongs to Shyne and I.

*slaps the pastor with a smelly tuna fish and sends Cid to play with his gizmo* :CTface:

Oh yeah...good luck Shyne...good luck...


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[Moving on. Yeah, I know that it’s tough to do. Some things have happened over my lifetime that I still haven’t gotten over. From my childhood where I had to earn every single penny that I made all the way to when I first met Martha, to when I married her, and when Sarah Vixen was born. So many personal matters I’ve dealt with, but I’ve worked through them all with a smile on my face. On the professional side of things, a lot has been different. There have been a lot of moments that I would love to forget, but it’s impossible. The number of hospital visits that I’ve had to endure. When Martha was laid up thanks to a vicious steel chair shot when I couldn’t save her… All of the times that I’ve lost championship belts… Yeah, when someone’s dealing with all of that, it’s hard to look only at the future, knowing that behind you, you’ve went through so much. But here’s to trying as Rise to Greatness is once again upon me. This year, much like last year, I square off against a man who would love to do nothing more than to beat me within an inch of my life. And even I’ll admit, Shyne is way more talented than Omarion Denton ever was.]

[However that’s the only pleasantry I’ll let Jamal Jackson have. It’s the only one he deserves. For a man who believes I’m dishing up nothing but crap, well, let’s just say he must always remember what I’ve done in my past. I’ve just about done it all…minus the Underground Championship, which I’ve never gotten a shot at. I know that Shyne loves to point out that I lost to him once a bit over a year ago, but him defeating me once means absolutely nothing. Why, a certain name from SCW’s past lost to me eight times and never was able to get a victory over me. So what has Shyne proven by getting one over on me? Not much. Not much at all…]

[So where do I go from here? What do I do to make the biggest impact from here? My eyes once again feel as if they just have to close. It’s probably because I’m tired, even though it’s only about 7:00 at night. I can see the reason why I’m so exhausted…so much I have to deal with as Rise to Greatness draws near and nearer. No sooner than my eyelids slam shut…you guessed it, the black figure is back on my shoulder, not leaving me alone… Oh Sparkle, where have you been? You promised that you’d help me, yet you just haven’t been around in my time of need.]

Voice: So I see your precious Danielle hasn’t shown her ugly face in quite a while… What gives there bro?

Jay: Wait and see. She’ll show!

Voice: You place your faith on a woman who left you. She died, remember? Just as you were getting set to win the SCW World Title for a second time. The only reason you won that match was because Xander Valentine let you… You KNOW that…

Jay: You know what?

Voice: Yes Jay?

Jay: You’re right. I won the championship because a member of the opposite team just stood by and watched me pin Christian Savior. A win is still a win. It’s not like I was desperate. I fought tooth and nail in that match and while everyone else on my team was stuck in their little battles, I took advantage. Every wrestler does that.

Voice: But you’re not getting the big picture here Jay… Sparkle made you go it alone. Besides you knew damn well that you couldn’t trust your teammates in that match.

Jay: True. The Real Speed and Josh Hudson were always looking to get ahead of me…and Greg Cherry…at that time in SCW, he was laughable. I didn’t trust any of them to get the team win. I knew I had to do it on my own and I was granted that opportunity.

Voice: So you agree with me then.

Jay: Yes, you would have done the exact same thing.

Voice: Damn straight I would have. Listen Jay, since I finally have you more towards my side…

Jay: Wait a minute there… I never said that I was on your side. I only agreed with you on some facts.

Voice: Ah, but the hole has been opened Jay.

[Has it? Have I let the hooded figure finally get to me? Come on Sparkle…what happened to you? What happened to my friend? You made me sad once. Don’t do this to me again… Not this close to the biggest event of the year.]

[I shake myself to try and awake, but the figure sees me trying.]

Voice: Pfft…don’t even try waking up Jay. You know that you need your sleep. And as long as you do sleep, you’re in my realm. You’ll just have to deal with me.

Look Jay, I know you only want to think about Shyne, but there are other things to think about. Your entire career so far has been iffy to say the least. You were on top twice for a grand total of three months. Not very good. Sure, I know that you’ve held two SCW championship belts for the longest amount of time, but one of those you shared. Not to mention that for the ole Lightweight Title, you lost to a man who bothered you to no end…just like I bother you Jay. What? You can’t take it?


Jay: Keep talking and I’ll flick you off my shoulder!

Voice: You already failed once on that account too. Don’t you see? You can’t live this way Jay. Come with me. I’ll show you the right way… At least you won’t be miserable, like Shyne…

Jay: He won’t be miserable this Sunday nor will I. I’m going out there to continue to prove to this new Dynasty that I have many years still left in the SCW. They will see, just like you will!

Voice: Good, now that’s the spirit I’ve wanted to see!

Jay: Really? You don’t need to lie to me you know…

Voice: Nope, I want you to be concentrated completely on the future. Sparkle, she’s the past…the reason why she’s no longer here. She knows that she CAN’T help you. I CAN.

[This voice might just be right. But I don’t like answering to evil…and this voice is obviously just that. Instead I prefer to let Shyne know how I truly feel. But for that I need to get up, but I just can’t. That’s how tired I truly am.]

Jay: Just shut up please! I need to think for a bit!

Voice: Fine, but I’ll remain here. I know that I’m needed…

Jay: Whatever…

[I really wish the voices inside my head would just disappear. I have this desire to be my own man. Now Martha and my child allow me too, but this dark voice and even Sparkle have not let me do so… They both fill my head with what THEY want, not what I want.]

[I feel my head push upwards. I’m awoken from my sleep. Martha is not beside me, so that push wasn’t created by her. Nobody’s there. I look all around me and adjust my eyes, to see that I’m resting on a beach chair indoors, right near the indoor pool at the local Yonkers YMCA. I get off of the chair and walk down into the pool. The water is rather cool, but at least it has woken me up even moreso. Even though it’s late in the evening, the pool is still open. Currently I’m the only patron. Martha and little Sarah must be finishing dinner at my aunt’s and uncle’s place by now. I probably should be heading back, but not just yet.]

[My left hand brushes the water, making it ripple just a bit. I wish I could see into the future, but I simply cannot. All I can see is what has gone by. Like for example, the words of Jamal “Shyne” Jackson… I know that he doesn’t have any respect for me, despite every single thing that I’ve done for the SCW. He however hasn’t done all that much. He even entered a Majestic Wrestling Tournament, although he supposedly never fought inside of Majestic’s walls. Oh I know, Greg Cherry entered that too, but that’s only because that bastard is always hungry for gold. Shyne I have realized is happy with only one piece, for now anyways.]

Jay: The water sometimes soothes the soul, but even now that I’m all alone, it doesn’t. It feels colder than usual Shyne. I know this is kind of the way you feel. Losing someone is very hard. I share in your tears. Almost a year ago, I lost my dear friend Sparkle and still everyone believes I’m just not the same. But it’s me that you’re looking at, Jay Gold. I’m still the same man, just a bit frustrated obviously. You can go ahead and call me crazy Shyne for wanting to face you again, but I’m not.

[While I may be thinking about Shyne a hell of a lot, I’ve got more than that on my platter, so for the reason of why Shyne compared me to the city of New York…that shall remain a mystery; a mystery that I don’t care to solve. Instead, Shyne needs to hear why I believe I’m better than him in that ring and as a man.]

Jay: Shyne, I know that you’re one half of the SCW Tag Team Champions, but may I remind you who has been the half that got those titles and was the key instrument in retaining them? That would be Michael Carrington. As far as what I am? I’m the man in SCW history that has the most wins. I’m one of those that has the most title reigns of any kind. You…you’ve only been a tag team champion because you’ve ridden the coattails of your partner. You see Shyne…it originally was not my Dynasty. The first Dynasty fell into my lap when Cid Turner decided that he wanted to go his own way for a while, before returning. We had lots and lots of success Shyne…oodles. During the time of the original Dynasty, we had every member but Jaden Dallas at one time hold a title belt! You can’t say that about the current Dynasty. Even if you go on to tell me that Shorty Jr. held the Majestic Title, I won’t listen, being that that title belt doesn’t matter. This is SCW.

Continuing on, you guys obviously aren’t unstoppable. Carrington lost to me twice in a row. Already I have proven your statement false Shyne…and single-handedly may I add! In time some may respect you, but Rise to Greatness is just not that time. It’s obviously too soon for you guys if Silkk couldn’t even beat me…and he’s the heart and soul of this new Dynasty that was created. As for me being forced to bleed again, if it happens, I’ll accept it. It will be another open wound that will heal Shyne. It will be the same old story…here is your winner, Jay Gold! But then me going to the hospital just to get some stitches. It’s a small price to pay Shyne…very small.


[I place my hands out on top of the water and swim towards the deep end. As soon as I reach there, the door to the pool area opens. I look behind me.]

Martha: May I swim with you? Sarah’s being watched by your aunt. She didn’t mind it.

Jay: Oh. Sure.

[I place my arms against the far side of the pool and watch as she removes her top to reveal a very small two-piece magenta colored bikini. Usually she wouldn’t expose herself in public like this. Guess this is just one of those very special occasions. Martha walks into the water and swims out to me as I wait for her arrival. As she reaches me, she places her hands on my shoulders and looks dead into my eyes. I stare back into her deep, deep brown ones. I feel bad that I haven’t spent time with her like this. I miss moments such as these. But I need to do what must be done…]

Martha: I know that you wanted your time alone, but…

Jay: But what?

Martha: I need time with you. Look Jay, if you’re in any trouble at all, you should speak with me about it. Tell me everything.

Jay: This is something that I just can’t bring out into the open. Besides, you know that Rise to Greatness requires my full, undivided attention.

Martha: I’m sorry that I bothered you then.

Jay: You’ve done nothing of the sort Martha. Stay here with me.

[She nods and stands in the pool in front of me, the water glistening off of her skin. Whenever she’s hit the water in the past, I’ve always viewed her as a mermaid. And mermaids help people… It’s just that Martha can’t help me at this point. I need to help myself. Right now, I need to assure myself that I can take care of Shyne this time, with no distractions.]

Martha: Okay…

[She heads to the opposite side of the pool, the shallower end. I begin to talk now to myself…quietly, so not even the love of my life can hear.]

Jay: So you’re really going to steal her from me Shyne? Tell me how that goes. I guess you’ll find out Monday morning when you wake up beside only your pathetic girl. You see Shyne, my girl has some fight in her still, even though she’s suffered through one childbirth. Those are moments however that I won’t take back. And why? Because our daughter will grow up, mature, and who knows…might become a wrestler as well! That’s nothing to sneer at. But you Shyne, your threats…that’s something to giggle over. What are you going to do? Bring my wife down to the hood, attempt to rape her…only to get arrested by the police? Yeah Shyne…looks like a very good future for you, if it goes down. Hell though, you can rot in prison for all I care. Because while you do, Carrington will lose the tag team championship belts and Dynasty will sink entirely into the abyss. And it will be all of your doing!

Anyhow, want to know the reason for why the Dynasty crumbled the first time? Because I wanted to move on to other things. It wasn’t my fault that the rest of the group didn’t want to continue on without me… They could have. They definitely had the talent, unlike the rest of you guys and Liana.

Now as for who has come into the SCW and made impact? Definitely not you… I think more upon the lines of Sheryl Marie Gray, who won the Women’s Championship in one match. I think of some of these Majestic wrestlers like James Exeter. Damn, even Mitch Doogan is more remembered than you Shyne. It’s time for YOU to face facts, not me. I don’t see how you’re ahead of me Shyne, just because you won one half of a title. That doesn’t mean that you’re going to get yet another duke on me at Rise to Greatness. Instead this time, you’ll be face to face with your Golden Moment. You won’t be able to cash in Shyne. You’ll instead have to just deal with yet another loss…only this one will be just a bit petty compared to you losing a friend. Oh I feel for you there Shyne…I feel for you. It’s hard to take a loss. What’s even harder…rebounding from said loss… That’s what I can do Shyne. I’ve always been able to recover. I know that times change, but that’s something about me that has always remained the same. So come on, take me on and stop worrying about what you might do to me… Prove yourself and prove that this new Dynasty is not a joke. Unfortunately I don’t see things that way Shyne… I don’t share in your enthusiasm. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve done way more than you have. Or maybe it’s the fact that I do I will be able to do so much more after I put this shit between us to bed at Rise to Greatness. It will definitely be a memorable night…for the both of us.


[Martha swims back over to me as I get out of the pool on the far end. She takes up my position as I speak to her in a soft tone.]

Jay: I’m actually ready to head back and get some food and sleep.

Martha: Alright, I think I’ll hang out here for just a bit and then return. I need my alone time too.

Jay: Just stay safe, alright?

Martha: Oh I will. I will…

[I depart, leaving my beauty to swim her little heart out. I sloop down into the driver’s seat of my car but I don’t turn on the engine. My eyes are already feeling heavy again. The desire to sleep has fallen upon me…]

Voice: So you’re back again… I thought you would be.

Jay: It’s not of my own choice.

Voice: But it is. Well, enough of the lollygagging… I may as well get right to it… Do you want to know who I am? I’m ready to show you Jay. I’m ready to show you your future…

[I’m confused as I turn to my left shoulder to face the figure. My right shoulder was still blank. Sparkle obviously still too weak to appear…]

Voice: But before I do…good luck at Rise to Greatness. Show the world that you do indeed have other things in mind instead of just being what you have been. Don’t be afraid to change.

[Suddenly I hear the shimmering on my right shoulder and she cries out…]

Sparkle: No Jay…don’t let him do it!

[But it’s too late…the figure slowly lowers his hoodie to reveal the face of…me? How can this be…how…]
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