Post by Markw on Sept 29, 2012 20:36:36 GMT -5
I’ve been thinking about this for two years, finally taking back the championship that was taken from me, the belt that I never lost. I’ve got to say that it feels pretty good to have taken back what is rightfully mine. I can’t say however, that representing an organisation like the WFWF, and a country like America is quite so fulfilling. In fact it sickens me, to be representing a nation that claims to be ‘The Home Of The Brave’ and ‘The Land Of The Free’, when it is anything but that.
But tonight isn’t about that, tonight is about me getting revenge for an injustice, which has been eating away at me for nearly 48 months. Not just that, but regaining my National Championship is about creating myself a platform, about making a statement, about getting an opportunity to hit the WFWF where it will hurt them the most. Or to use that platform to re-shape the world of wrestling.
It had been my intention, when I first came back, to take back this championship. It had also been my intention to crap on this title, metaphorically speaking, to make it worthless to the WFWF. To show that I have absolutely no respect for this country, and that now the belt that had previously meant so much to me, now means absolutely nothing.
But now I hold the belt here in my hands, after defeating Cameron Stone for the second time in a month, I must admit that I’ve had something of a change of heart. No, whilst I’m still bitter, angry about having that belt stolen from me, I’ve realised that it isn’t in my best interest to try and hurt the WFWF by devaluing the 4th biggest title in the promotion. When instead I can use it, prove week in week out that they can’t find anyone who can take it away from me. This is my chance to revamp the WFWF.
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Bishop sits head down staring at his phone, oblivious to the chaos that surrounds him. The street is swarming with people, with shoppers and tourists navigating the streets of London. After a minute or two flicking through the football scores and seeing that his beloved AFC Wimbledon had lost… again, the phone starts ringing. Knowing that in reality there’s only going to be one person calling him, after mulling it over for a moment or two, Joe eventually accepts the call, moving to as secluded an area as can be found in the capital on a Saturday afternoon.
“Alright Joe?” opened Dan in that horrible American accent.
“Hey Dan” retorted Bishop wearily.
“Listen man I just wondered if…”
“Look Daniel, I’m sick of this, I can’t take another five minute conversation about the weather, or any other insignificant little bullcrap, we can’t just keep tip-toeing around the problem like it isn’t there.”
Dan seems quite surprised by Bishop.
“Mate… there really isn’t a problem. I don’t see why you’re creating this idea of you being guilty, but I don’t blame you for anything that’s happened to me in the last year. It’s Jessica you should be apologising to”
“I…”
Bishop doesn’t really have any response and is clearly regretting his earlier outburst.
“I’ll speak to you later”
“Fine…”
*Click*
Bishop clutches his phone, increasing his grip as he finds an empty back-street to wander down. Joe tries to calm himself down, but is becoming increasingly more frustrated, throwing his phone down onto the ground and sliding against brick wall. Eventually perched against the wall, Bishop slides his hands over his face to cover the tears trickling down his face. “I’m sorry” he mutters to himself still shook up.
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But of course I didn’t get too long to revel in the glory of becoming the WFWF National Champion for the second time in my life. Because as soon as I finally got the chance to once again lift the title aloft, Xavier Pierce sent out his first recruit, the first pawn he’s going to try and use to take me down. He sent out Reckless.
Forgive me for not quaking in my boots. But frankly, Reckless doesn’t seem all that intimidating to me. He’s a man that I’ve bested, all be it in a tag team match, during my first run here. He’s a man who in a long, long career as a member of the WFWF rosters still lists his greatest accomplishment as being the first victor in the ‘Gateway to Opportunity match’. For those of you who aren’t aware that basically means that he was once considered good enough to be classed as the best of the workers that the WFWF didn’t even dare put on TV.
Reckless, isn’t like me, he’s never held a championship. He’s not a rising star; he’s a nobody who shows up once a year when the WFWF have an injury crisis amongst the enhancement talent. So to hear him get such an incredible ovation, when seconds earlier they’d been booing there finest National Champion of all time, I’ve got to admit that hurt.
But what else can you expect from such a classless, clueless and cruel society. A Nation that is built on saying one thing, promising one thing to it’s citizens and doing another. They didn’t care that I am quite clearly superior to Reckless in every single way. No they couldn’t stand the fact that someone so much more talented than them, someone like me, was getting recognition. They would actually rather a talentless no one like Reckless was representing them. I mean, that speaks volumes about what the National Championship is supposed to represent doesn’t it?
But when I’m holding it that’s not what it’s representing, when I lift this championship over my head it representing everything that America could be, it could be a place where talented guys like me get a chance. It could be a place where people aren’t pre-judged because of their gender, or the colour of their skin. This country could be great, it could be like Britain. If only they didn’t try to cheat people like me out of what they’ve earned.
***
"You know for the past few months, Cameron Stone, Cam Nitta and Daniel Sabat have been playing hot potato with the WFWF National Championship, my National Championship, the championship that I never lost. Daniel Sabat was, in fact, the one who really put together a decent run with this belt, holding it for 93 days. But Sabat was lucky, unlike Cameron Stone, Sabat went ninety-three days without having to face me."
"So if Sabat wants another chance to pass this belt to another of the guys stuck in the lower card right now, he’s going to need a lot more luck than he got over the 93 days he spent as champion. He’s going to need luck on his side if he wants to take the title that I’ve given everything for, heck he’s going to need more than just luck on his side, he’ll need the WFWF, Reckless, the officials on his side as well if he wants to take away from me this belt. Although knowing my luck, there’s every chance he’ll get all of those things, I mean lets face it, he’s got two out of three already."
"But I’d be surprised if he has the same desire as me, the same determination, I’d be surprised if he was, like me, unwilling to walk out of Revolution without the National Championship. He may say that he is, but I’d be shocked if he’s in a similar position to me really. Because this is all I’ve got left, really there’s no point in me making sure I’ve got something left in the tank, I’ve got no family to go back to. If I died in that ring this is all I’d be losing, unlike Sabat, I may as well die trying to hold onto the last thing I’ve got left, a shot at revenge."
"See right now I step into the ring, and I don’t need to worry about hurting myself, I don’t have to worry about crippling myself. I’ve already had everything I once had stripped away from me, and it all sparked from the WFWF stealing away from me what I’d committed myself to for years."
"Well now it’s time to adapt, I didn’t make a song and dance out of it, but when I beat Cameron Stone I set in place the foundations for a revolution. My chance to revamp the WFWF, to make it more than just a corrupt wrestling promotion, that would rather push it’s rubbish down our throats. For some time now guys have been able to reach, and stay on top, of the WFWF without needing much, if any, talent. But this is my chance to change that, to make sure that only the talented guys really make it to the top of this industry, guys like I was two years ago. I intend to reshape wrestling, and if guys like Daniel Sabat and Reckless want to come along for the ride, then they’re going to have to shape up real soon, or they’re going to be left behind."
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OOC: Been feeling a bit crap all week, coupled with getting back into the swing of school and FIFA 13 coming out I must admit I’ve not spent as long on this as I would have liked to considering it’s a title match, so here’s what I’ve been able to scrape together. Plus since Sabat let me know that he’s no-showing before I’d got this up I figured I may as well take a few bits out of here that I could save for future shows, hence the short monlogue and similar to last week pretty useless scene, but I honestly wasn't going to bother with anything more than that. So yeah it’s not exactly the most complete RP I’ve put together but it’s something I guess.
