Homecoming RP - Red

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Chase slowly walked down the dimly lit, quiet hallway. He arrived at a door with the words 'Jayson Garrett: Mega Star' emblazoned on it. He hung his head and knocked. There was no answer. He knocked again. Still no answer. He knew Jayson Garrett was inside. Why wasn't he answering the door? He knocked once more. Garrett didn't answer.

Chase started to walk away when the door opened. There stood Jayson Garrett in only a towel.

Chase, "Oh, you were in the shower. I wanted to apologize for-"

Garrett slammed the door in Chase's face.

Chase hung his head again, turned and walked away. He continued down the dreary hallway. He kept walking until he came across a set of stairs. He saw no one as he looked around then descended the stairs.

It got darker and more humid with each step he took. He felt along the brick walls for a light switch but there was nothing. He carefully walked through the darkened area until he felt something brush against his head. Cautiously he reached out to where it was and after several attempts finally found it and took hold of it.

A long string hung in the middle of the darkened area. He tugged on it and slowly the area began to light up with a red hue.

The humidity was getting to Chase. He took off his black jacket and put it on the lone chair in the area. He rolled up his sleeves then reached into his pocket. He took out a black hair band to put his long hair into a ponytail.

As he was putting his hair up, he glanced around and saw pipes everywhere leading to several boilers.

He walked up to one of the pipes and gently placed his hand on it. The pipe was burning him but he kept his hand there for several seconds. A faint smile came across his face as he pulled his hand away.

As he walked back to the chair where his jacket was, he pulled off his shirt and wrapped it around his hand. He sat down in the chair, the faint smile still on his face.

Chase, "Why would he slam the door in my face? I wanted to tell him I'm sorry for losing the match and our titles. Sorry for always losing. Sorry for being a loser. He doesn't know what it's like to be a loser. I've been a loser my entire life. From the moment I was born to that awful father and psychotic mother I've been loser. I was a loser when I disappeared and I was still a loser when I reappeared. When I began training through my first match I was a loser. I've had to be carried by Jayson Garrett so I'm a loser. I've always been a loser. I'm a loser now and I'll be a loser forever.

I've said time and time again that I was going to prove that wrong. Prove I wasn't a loser and that I could actually be useful. It never happened. Every time I've set out to do that I've failed. I'm a miserable loser. Why does Garrett even bother with me?"

Garrett appeared from behind the boiler. "I have no idea why I bother."

Chase was startled. "Wha-how did you get down here?"

Garrett, "I go where you go. We're teammates."

Chase, "I just saw you in your dressing room. I didn't hear you come down here."

Garrett, "And you won't hear me leave."

Garrett disappeared and Chase shot out of the chair, running to where Garrett had just stood and looked around. Nothing. No sign of Garrett anywhere. Where could he have gone?

Chase sighed and returned to the chair.

Chase, "And now my tag partner doesn't want to be around me."

Garrett appeared again. "When did I say that?"

Chase, startled again, "I thought you left."

Garrett, "I was just showing you I can come and go without you noticing."

Chase, "Please let me know next time you decide to disappear."

Garrett, "We'll see about that. Why are you even down here?"

Chase, "You shut the door in my face and I just wanted to get away without leaving the arena."

Garrett, "So you think you are a loser?"

Chase, "Yes."

Garrett, "That's because you are." He laughs.

Chase, "I know that but you don't have to say it."

Garrett, "Well, sorry."

Chase, "You shouldn't be apologizing. I should be."

Garrett, "For what?"

Chase, "What do you mean 'for what?' For being distracted. For costing us the tag titles. For not telling you the truth about why I have the badge."

Garrett, "Why do you have the badge?"

Chase, "I did something bad."

Garrett, "Like what?"

Chase, "Promise not to tell anyone?"

Garrett, "Promise."

Chase, "A police officer from Massachusetts has been bothering me about my friend and my's disappearance. He's followed me to where I live now in Washington. His sole purpose in life was to bring me down. He eventually found some stuff proving that I had a hand in the disappearance and my friend's death. He knew what I did. He was coming for me. That's why when he said he was trying to help me I knew he was lying. I knew he was going to arrest me and send me to jail. I couldn't handle that. So I did what I had to do. I killed him. Then I buried him. But I kept his badge. That's what I've been carrying around. The cop I killed's badge.

Now you have it and that's why you can't tell anyone. They'll ask why you have it. It'll look bad for you and you'll get in trouble. So you promised me that you wouldn't tell but if you do you'll be hurt by it."

Garrett, "How many times do I have to tell you it's a rock not a badge."

Chase screamed, "It's a badge!"

Garrett, "Please listen to me. It's a rock."

Chase, "It's not-"

Garrett, "Don't interrupt. It's a rock. It couldn't possibly be a badge."

Chase, "Why do you-"

Garrett, "I said don't interrupt. It couldn't be a badge because you didn't kill anyone. You didn't kill a cop. That cop never existed. You didn't have your best friend killed. You didn't assume his identity. You didn't have surgery to look like him. Jacques didn't exist. You didn't get a plane after that nonexistent guy died. You caused a scene on an American Airlines flight. You claimed he gave you the plane in his will. You had to be removed from the plane. You convinced some poor mentally ill news reporter that your stories were real. She believed you. She saw what you told her to see. She saw what wasn't there. That was until she got help and stopped believing you. Why do you think she doesn't come around anymore? She can't be around someone as unhealthy as you. If you got help you could live a normal life like she is doing now."

Chase, "It's my turn to talk. You're a liar. The cop wanted to help me. He wanted to take me away. Now you want to help me? Are you coordinating with the cops to put me away? Do they already have the badge? Did you just get me to confess to everything? The cops should be here soon to take me away."

He started screaming. "I hate you. How could you do this to me? We were partners. I thought we were becoming friends. You want to take me down? Fine. I'm here. Get your cop buddies in here already."

Garrett, "I can't get anyone in here and I didn't get you to do anything. I couldn't. I'm not even the real Jayson Garrett."

Chase, "What are you-"

He was cut off by Garrett seeming to vanish into thin air.

Chase, "Where did you go? Garrett?"

He ran around looking for Garrett but had no luck. He sat back down in the chair and put his head in his hands and began to cry.

Chase, "Why is this happening to me?"

Garrett, "Please stop crying."

Chase perked up. "You're back?"

Garrett, "I don't want you to cry. I'd feel bad leaving you if it's going to make you cry. I may not be real but I don't want you freaking out over it."

Chase, "Of course you're real."

Garrett, "Chase, you can't always believe what you see."

Chase, "I see you. How could that not be real?"

Garrett, "The mind is a powerful thing."

Chase, "I don't buy it. You are you. You're really Jayson Garrett no matter what you say. We have to prepare for our match. Are you ok going over it now?"

Garrett, "I'm not the real Garrett so you'll have to have this conversation with the real one."

Chase, "Stop trying to make me think I'm crazy. I'm not crazy. Do you have anything better to do right now? If not, let's talk about the match."

Garrett, "Why? You'll just lose the match for us anyway. What is there to go over?"

Chase, "Let's put that in the past. Focus on now. Focus on us winning this match."

Garrett, "Whatever you say."

Chase, "We are quite familiar with Joshua Dean. Your team beat him after I disappeared. He beat you the night I returned. We threw a chair at him and kicked his face in. Josh and I lost a triple threat match. So we are 1-1-1 against him. And his partner, Dave Demento. We've never had the pleasure of encountering him."

Garrett, "If he's hanging with Dean then it'd be a displeasure. Nothing good comes out of being associated with Joshua Dean."

Chase, "I hope his merry gang of fools don't interfere."

Garrett, "Let them. We'll be prepared for it."

Chase, "How?"

Garrett, "Run to the outside, grab something and start swinging."

Chase, "Will that work?"

Garrett, "Do you trust me?"

Chase, "I don't know."

Garrett, "Do you have any other options?"

Chase, "I guess not."

Garrett, "Then we'll go with my plan. They attack and we swing for the fences. If you come prepared and aren't distracted they are no match for us. No team is a match for us. We won the tag titles before and we are on our way to winning them again. We just have to focus."

Chase, "Dean gave me a hell of a time in the triple threat."

Garrett, "He gave me one the night you returned."

Chase, "I tried to give it right back. Homecoming won't be hell for us. We have to make sure of that."

Garrett, "I know that. Demento is the wild card. We've never faced him before. We can study his matches all we want but we won't know what's coming until we step foot in that ring. He's unpredictable. His name really says it all."

Chase, "Do you think I'm crazy?"

Garrett, "What does that have to do with anything?"

Chase, "Do you think I'm crazy?"

Garrett, "Definitely."

Chase sighed. "Then I'll take Demento. I guess we're both demented. You take Dean. Avenge your Takeover loss. We do what we have to do to win. Since we've never faced Demento I'll have to play it by ear. Combat him and overcome. You just have to make sure not to repeat what happened at Takeover."

Garrett, "And you have to make sure not to repeat every match you've lost. So it sounds like a plan."

Chase, "Only the real Garrett would talk to me like that."

Garrett, "You think a rock is a badge so you'll think this hallucination is real. I can't change your mind but I can leave."

Garrett disappeared again but Chase didn't get up. He sat there a moment then unwrapped his shirt from his hand. He put it on then stood up. He grabbed his jacket and left the boiler room. He walked up the stairs and went down the hallway towards Garrett's dressing room. He stopped once he reached the door.

He knocked twice and yelled, "It was great talking to you."

He walked away from the door smiling.

[Drakz]

This was one of your better pieces. Whilst it was very manic and jumpy it was intended to be that way to suit the scene unfolding. Kudos on that. This was also a strong showing because you focused much more on your WFWF "story" if you like. You talked about the match. You talked about your history with Dean, the lack of familiarity with Demento and touched on The Clash as well, all while still holding the character you've created with your external story lines.

The detractor for me though is after so much time has passed during the Chase & Garrett era we're still getting the same old Chase Landon. The character hasn't really evolved beyond his mania which is something I'd like to see you work on.

I think you show promise of writing some great stuff, but there needs to be some kind of re-invigoration of Chase's direction I feel.

Keep at it though mate.

Also can we get some more replies up in this b*tch?

[Drakz]

Also it's quite funny seeing Joshua Dean grinning away in your avatar whilst reading this.

[Rated R]

Yeah I agree with Drakz pretty much on all counts. This was easily one of the better pieces I've read from you, it was much more fluid and had a really nice flow to it which I always appreciate when reading, the manic jumpy nature works for your character and it's always good to see someones character style come out in their writing style. But I'd like to see an evolution in Chase, he hasn't really changed one way or the other. I want to see him get crazier or start to sort himself out and cope with his mania, those two extremes have to be where you eventually take the character and if you don't do it during your partnership with Garrett then you're missing out on a really simple and effective story device which for me would be a bit of a waste of opportunity. Think about where you see Chase going in the long run and work out how you're going to get there, plotting really is that simple.

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I know we have our brainstorming discussions, but I wanted to drop in to say really enjoyed how this turned out. Also, Rated R update your damn sig, I've just noticed it still has the International Champion banner.


(Love you Trace)