Post by Damage on Jun 1, 2012 0:30:41 GMT -6
One day God decided that He would visit the earth. Strolling down the road, God encountered a sobbing man. "Why are you crying, my son?"
The man said, "God, I am blind." So God touched him and the man could see and he was happy.
As God walked farther He met another crying man and asked, "Why are you crying, my son?"
The man said, "God, I am crippled." So God touched him and the man could walk and he was happy.
Farther down the road God met yet a third man crying and asked, "Why are you crying, my son?"
The man said, "God, I am a wrestler."
And God sat down and cried with him
Damage is stood at the gym a camera crew has basicly been following him around since the bat incident at the show feeling a little concussed but not as bad as he was he looks across the room not seeing who he is looking for he looks at the camera and smiles using his time to speak about the happenings in Odyssey he smiles as we see his eyes flash under his mask. His black T-shirt pulled tight around his upper body and cut knee length blue jeans and a pair of addidas training shoes. He nods as he speaks
"You know, sometimes if you try, you can see the color of people's voices. Anger isn't red like everyone claims it is. It's black; do you want to know why? It's black because it makes people do bad things, and that makes other people sad. Then the people get swallowed inside a deep dark depression. appiness isn't yellow, it's red. It's red because when you're happy, there's always someone who's angry at you, wanting to see your blood spill because luck was on your side for one day. Some people choose to ignore the anger, but others like to feed off of it, like hungry beast they feast. if you listen hard you can hear people's memories you can hear them through their eyes like someone who cries, They are not just crying for the event that just happened but for every single regret, Every single mistake they have made in their lives. Now wrestling is like a fresh deck of cards at the beginning of a poker game. There are Hearts and Diamonds there are Spades and Clubs, Kings and Queens’s even jokers but there is one card that can always bring you down un assuming almost hidden in its simplicity but once you have it in your hand you know this is my hand this is the winner. Now If I was a gambling man I would have thrown down with one of the two big groups here in Odyssey. I would have been in the soldiers or standing with the Raines. In fact I even helped the Raines out looking for Bathory. But as the fans know I just don’t choose sides I make my own path I walk with people I respect people I trust and Hayden and I well there is just too much past. As for Eddie well he is a weasel it won’t be long before he turns on someone."
Damage seems to be lost a little maybe the concussion taking a little bit more of a toll than it should.
"So what did I do, not to be lost in this battle of power? How will I keep my name on the tip of every ones tongue, well the first thing I did was win a contract for any title I choose any time anywhere. I already know the champions are looking over their shoulders worrying who I am coming for and when. They know I am like a dog with a bone once I set my mind to something and I usualy get what I want. So now I play the waiting game just to see when I can make one of those belts mine. The second thing I did was when Nero asked me do you mind being in a tag match I said sure. A risk I mean who can I trust out there in the ring. Who do I know with enough skill and ability to light the show on fire to have the world talking the next day at the water cooler? I first though what about fruit my longtime friend and partner but he is just to rusty. Then I felt the twinge in my neck from the other week and I thought back to all my matches and who pushed me the most. Then I came to only one conclusion the man who beat me two weeks ago. The same guy who showed me respect and what drives him last week when he stopped that harpy from braining me with a bat. So I called him up and you know what he said."
There is a commotion of screen as the man mountain walks into shot and grins at Damage as his gruff tones answer
"He said hell yes brother"
Damage looks over to see the grizzled figure of his longtime opponent and tag team partner for the week Vigilante walk over his hand out stretched as Damage which he takes and shakes it. Damage looks at the belt on Vigilante’s shoulder who catches him looking they both smile at each other as a few camera flashes go off, obviously more press at the gym than usual. Damage begins to speak again
“So this week on the show the unenviable task of facing this power house is given to Draco Kilgore and The Hardcore Enigma Big J.”
Damage smiles as he continues.
“Let me see here Draco Kilgore son you sound like you should be a teacher at Hogworts or something you know running after Harry Potter not stepping in the ring with two of the best in the world. I saw your match last week and I respect your ability but the name, it’s like a some B movie villains name I swear if you come to the ring dressed as a horror movie villain this week I’ll fall over laughing.”
Vigilante is already starting to laugh deep inside himself as the humor starts to get the better of both men he interrupts Damage with his own opinion. In his much more guttural tone with the odd laugh in between.
“Wait Damage there is another man in that match one who does have some ability to wrestle who has a name well I would love to say feared but I would be lying. I mean Hardcore enigma, how in the blue blazes of hell can you deem yourself hardcore in Odyssey the whole bloody place is hardcore we have some of the most insane matches we are all bloody hardcore you idiot. It’s the normal here so your name should actually be the same as everyone b rated batman villain Big J except you’re not really that big, So now we have Harry Potter dude and the Same As Everyone Else Second Tier Batman Villain Reasonably sized J.”
Damage is laughing uncontrollably at this and has actualy sat on a weight bench to steady himself a little. Vigilante continues
“So you have me a champion and my partner over there Damage who is busy wetting himself and being not a little bit unprofessional and laughing during a promo”
Damage stops for a second stifling a laugh as Damage starts again literally wetting himself at the jokes of his partner.
“Let’s be honest you guys got the short end of the stick this week”
Damage stands up and continues managing to breath
“There is an old wrestling adage that a lot of commentators used to love to use It was it’s like the irresistible force meeting the immovable object. But here is the problem for everyone this week what do you do if the irresistible force and the immovable object are on the same team and heading for you. Well I would run I would stay at home because this week Draco and J will realize why Vigilante and I are the hottest property in the world of wrestling.”
Damage turns and looks at Vigilante and the belt again and smiles as he says
“This week I will be wearing gold at the end of the show. Even if I have to pry it from some ones cold dead hands I will be cashing in the contract that I won last week and I have to be honest I would love to wait for a few months bide my time just to see what’s happening in the insanity that is the OW but its burning a hole in my pocket and my waist is oh so cold it has not had a nice belt on it for a while and my fans are begging me to just take some ones title and this weak I swear it to them.”
Vigilante smiles at damage an un trusting smile.
“So it looks like it may be a long night for Damage at oracle two matches, I have to tell you though he will have to kill me to take my belt.”
Damage steps closer to Vigilante his head on the side as the camera cuts
The man said, "God, I am blind." So God touched him and the man could see and he was happy.
As God walked farther He met another crying man and asked, "Why are you crying, my son?"
The man said, "God, I am crippled." So God touched him and the man could walk and he was happy.
Farther down the road God met yet a third man crying and asked, "Why are you crying, my son?"
The man said, "God, I am a wrestler."
And God sat down and cried with him
Damage is stood at the gym a camera crew has basicly been following him around since the bat incident at the show feeling a little concussed but not as bad as he was he looks across the room not seeing who he is looking for he looks at the camera and smiles using his time to speak about the happenings in Odyssey he smiles as we see his eyes flash under his mask. His black T-shirt pulled tight around his upper body and cut knee length blue jeans and a pair of addidas training shoes. He nods as he speaks
"You know, sometimes if you try, you can see the color of people's voices. Anger isn't red like everyone claims it is. It's black; do you want to know why? It's black because it makes people do bad things, and that makes other people sad. Then the people get swallowed inside a deep dark depression. appiness isn't yellow, it's red. It's red because when you're happy, there's always someone who's angry at you, wanting to see your blood spill because luck was on your side for one day. Some people choose to ignore the anger, but others like to feed off of it, like hungry beast they feast. if you listen hard you can hear people's memories you can hear them through their eyes like someone who cries, They are not just crying for the event that just happened but for every single regret, Every single mistake they have made in their lives. Now wrestling is like a fresh deck of cards at the beginning of a poker game. There are Hearts and Diamonds there are Spades and Clubs, Kings and Queens’s even jokers but there is one card that can always bring you down un assuming almost hidden in its simplicity but once you have it in your hand you know this is my hand this is the winner. Now If I was a gambling man I would have thrown down with one of the two big groups here in Odyssey. I would have been in the soldiers or standing with the Raines. In fact I even helped the Raines out looking for Bathory. But as the fans know I just don’t choose sides I make my own path I walk with people I respect people I trust and Hayden and I well there is just too much past. As for Eddie well he is a weasel it won’t be long before he turns on someone."
Damage seems to be lost a little maybe the concussion taking a little bit more of a toll than it should.
"So what did I do, not to be lost in this battle of power? How will I keep my name on the tip of every ones tongue, well the first thing I did was win a contract for any title I choose any time anywhere. I already know the champions are looking over their shoulders worrying who I am coming for and when. They know I am like a dog with a bone once I set my mind to something and I usualy get what I want. So now I play the waiting game just to see when I can make one of those belts mine. The second thing I did was when Nero asked me do you mind being in a tag match I said sure. A risk I mean who can I trust out there in the ring. Who do I know with enough skill and ability to light the show on fire to have the world talking the next day at the water cooler? I first though what about fruit my longtime friend and partner but he is just to rusty. Then I felt the twinge in my neck from the other week and I thought back to all my matches and who pushed me the most. Then I came to only one conclusion the man who beat me two weeks ago. The same guy who showed me respect and what drives him last week when he stopped that harpy from braining me with a bat. So I called him up and you know what he said."
There is a commotion of screen as the man mountain walks into shot and grins at Damage as his gruff tones answer
"He said hell yes brother"
Damage looks over to see the grizzled figure of his longtime opponent and tag team partner for the week Vigilante walk over his hand out stretched as Damage which he takes and shakes it. Damage looks at the belt on Vigilante’s shoulder who catches him looking they both smile at each other as a few camera flashes go off, obviously more press at the gym than usual. Damage begins to speak again
“So this week on the show the unenviable task of facing this power house is given to Draco Kilgore and The Hardcore Enigma Big J.”
Damage smiles as he continues.
“Let me see here Draco Kilgore son you sound like you should be a teacher at Hogworts or something you know running after Harry Potter not stepping in the ring with two of the best in the world. I saw your match last week and I respect your ability but the name, it’s like a some B movie villains name I swear if you come to the ring dressed as a horror movie villain this week I’ll fall over laughing.”
Vigilante is already starting to laugh deep inside himself as the humor starts to get the better of both men he interrupts Damage with his own opinion. In his much more guttural tone with the odd laugh in between.
“Wait Damage there is another man in that match one who does have some ability to wrestle who has a name well I would love to say feared but I would be lying. I mean Hardcore enigma, how in the blue blazes of hell can you deem yourself hardcore in Odyssey the whole bloody place is hardcore we have some of the most insane matches we are all bloody hardcore you idiot. It’s the normal here so your name should actually be the same as everyone b rated batman villain Big J except you’re not really that big, So now we have Harry Potter dude and the Same As Everyone Else Second Tier Batman Villain Reasonably sized J.”
Damage is laughing uncontrollably at this and has actualy sat on a weight bench to steady himself a little. Vigilante continues
“So you have me a champion and my partner over there Damage who is busy wetting himself and being not a little bit unprofessional and laughing during a promo”
Damage stops for a second stifling a laugh as Damage starts again literally wetting himself at the jokes of his partner.
“Let’s be honest you guys got the short end of the stick this week”
Damage stands up and continues managing to breath
“There is an old wrestling adage that a lot of commentators used to love to use It was it’s like the irresistible force meeting the immovable object. But here is the problem for everyone this week what do you do if the irresistible force and the immovable object are on the same team and heading for you. Well I would run I would stay at home because this week Draco and J will realize why Vigilante and I are the hottest property in the world of wrestling.”
Damage turns and looks at Vigilante and the belt again and smiles as he says
“This week I will be wearing gold at the end of the show. Even if I have to pry it from some ones cold dead hands I will be cashing in the contract that I won last week and I have to be honest I would love to wait for a few months bide my time just to see what’s happening in the insanity that is the OW but its burning a hole in my pocket and my waist is oh so cold it has not had a nice belt on it for a while and my fans are begging me to just take some ones title and this weak I swear it to them.”
Vigilante smiles at damage an un trusting smile.
“So it looks like it may be a long night for Damage at oracle two matches, I have to tell you though he will have to kill me to take my belt.”
Damage steps closer to Vigilante his head on the side as the camera cuts
