Post by โฎ๐๐๐๐๐โฎ on Aug 17, 2023 19:06:20 GMT -5
Faster. I could feel the vibration between my legs pick up. Faster. I felt like I was on fire and sweat poured down my face. Faster. My heart was racing and blood pumping fast. Faster.
The engine roared and my hands found their grip on his hips. Faster. The light changed from red to green and we were speeding down the road. Faster.
The night started with me and some blow in my hotel room. I was taking the edge off my victory and riding the overall high while watching traffic out of the window. The next thing I was on the back of a crotch rocket speeding down some busy road with some dude I didnโt know how I met. If youโre going to tell me Iโm stupid or something about stranger danger I know both. Donโt waste your time.
Faster. I gripped harder. Faster. Heart Rate was faster. Faster. My whole body vibrates. Faster.
Blackout.
I dry heaved without having anything in my stomach. I had lost time and wasn't sure how I ended up on the side of the road trying to expel whatever alcoholic demons that were managing to stay down in the deep pits of my stomach. I fell back on the sidewalk and took deep breaths while laughing. "Hey, you good?" My heart felt like it was going to explode and it felt like my head would put Megamind to shame. "Hey." Nope. Still laughing. "Hey!" I stopped and looked up at the bike helmet that leaned over me. I nodded and pulled myself up. "I'm good."
Blackout.
I was back in my hotel room. My hotel bathroom to be exact with a bottle of Jack in my hand and a pounding in my head. I peeled myself off the floor and walked over to the bathroom mirror. It said something that I was more sore from a night out than after my match. Iโm saying Diamond Rose hits like a bitch and not a strong bitch just a bitch bitch. In the mirror I saw my wreck of a face and rats nest of hair on top of my head. Maybe it was time to change.
Where was I going to go strung out on drugs and drinking like a fish? Thatโs the saying right? Drink like a fish? No one was going to take me seriously like this so maybe it was time to change. I could go to AA meetings again. I could go to rehab again. Maybe this time would be different. Maybe I could actually take my career in wrestling seriously and be something other than a rookie champion. I could ask around with some of the vets on the roster and see what they could help me work on. I could build my self-esteem and ego up and be THE next big thing. Maybe I should grow up.
We meet up with Val as she rummages through a box labeled "costumes". Shirts, pants, dresses, even a pair of undies fly over her shoulder and through the air landing on the ground around her. When she finds what she's looking for she claps her hands together and pulls it out. A colorfully pom pom hat and leopard print ensemble! Gasp! What could this mean?! Is our neighborhood druggie about to CHANGE HER GIMMICK?!?!
โWho you see before you isn't who you think is standing before you because I'm not actually before you I am behind you. I am the past, the current, the future, the everything that I can be AND MORE! Who you see before you who is actually behind you who may actually be beside you is this new persona that I'm going to be because crying about an injury and playing dark prince of nothingness isn't working for me anymore. I am now RAINBOW LEOPARD TEDDY BEAR LAD! Do you see my rainbow outfit and the big smile on my face? Good. Now forget who I was and address me as RAINBOW LEOPARD TEDDY BEAR LAD!โ
We see RAINBOW LEOPARD TEDDY BEAR LAD, formerly known as Valkyrie Venom, with her hands on her hips in the most super heroy pose you've ever imagined. She exudes confidence. She oozes happiness. She seeps awesomeness.
โNow everyone will forget how depressed I was because I'm so colorful and happy because my problem was totally the fact all I did was wear black and cry like an emo listening to the black parade. That person is no more! Now I'm worthy of a championship that I've lost the chance to hold TWICE now. I AM WORTHY! TIME TO EMBRACE THE LIGHT LIKE RAINBOW BRIGHT!โ
RAINBOW LEOPARD TEDDY BEAR LAD, formerly known as Valkyrie Venom, holds her hands over her head and looks up waiting for glitter and rainbows to rain down. Nothing happens. Apparently she isn't worthy. How upsetting.
โHellooooooo I said I was worthy!" Shrug. "You see that Trent? That's you. That's what you sound like. Whatta fucking idiot. Clearly your dark, brooding, lowered self-esteem wasn't working for you but you can't just fix it by putting on some LED lights that make you look like some street racing car and pretend the past didn't happen. In what universe did you honestly think the whimpering and need for justification to return to the ring would ever make anyone look up to you or win you any match? In what universe do you expect us to take you seriously now that you look like the state fair ferris wheel? Your getup isn't what's holding you back, it's just you. You're like a toy that broke and someone tried to fix it with super glue. You got hurt and now you don't work like you used to and a change in clothes isn't going to change that.โ
I take off my hat and frisbee it out of view then drop my jacket down to the floor and kick it away.
โNow to correct you I'm not the "self-proclaimed #1 contender for the Elevate Title," I AM the OFFICIAL #1 contender for the Elevate Title. Self-proclaimed makes it seem like I gave myself that title kinda like you self-proclaimed to be "the past, the present, and the future all rolled into one." Which by the way, I never said I would be the future of this industry. That sounds like a lotta unnecessary pressure for very little bragging rights. You on the other hand talk a lotta game for someone who's lost the chance to call themselves the Rise World Champion TWICE. You're right numbers don't lie and the numbers are against you Mr. two to one.โ
โThe #1 contender spot is just a label that no one gives a crap about because if it meant anything you'd be bragging about being in that spot three times now. Hey maybe third times the charm. Where has your intensity, hunger, and passion been exactly? Either you've been holding back until supposedly now, which I'm flattered you see little ol' me as that much of a threat, or intensity, hunger, and passion aren't enough to get you the championship win. YOU'RE the one hyping yourself up because no one else sees the hype, welllllll expect Alexandra Calaway but she's obligated to throw you a bone since she's your trainer. YOU'RE the one trying to be the future of the industry. Guess what Trent, not everyone wants the same things as you so instead of grasping for straws and trying to make a mirror out of everyone work on practicing what you preach and actually show some "dominating."โ
โYou've got a lot more on the line than just bragging rights because if you lose again to someone like me who has barely any in ring experience then you might as well hang up your wrestling boots. You've not clawed your way up from the bottom here, you're in the PRESENT trying to claw your way up because in the PAST you've LOST. Spencer Adams stepped in your territory and walked right out of it with "your" championship. You faced bigger, badder, and tougher people than little ol' me like Colossus and conquered them all right? Well, expect Colossus who stepped in your domain and once again took that pesky championship you can't seem to grasp. Shucks Trent sounds to me like you're a liar.โ
โWhile you're over there trying to hype yourself up for this match and give everyone a reason not to doubt you anymore I'm over here not giving a flying fuck. You're worried about dominating and being the biggest name on Rise because all of this is just you wanting to prove yourself to people who don't fucking matter. Management will replace you. Other wrestlers donโt care about you. Fans make fun of you. You're fighting a losing battle which is why you've been losing the battles. YOU want to be the next big thing in this industry. YOU want the spotlight. YOU want to be the future. YOU keep claiming the pedal stool just to fall off it.โ
โYOU have me all wrong.โ
โI don't want fame or glory. I don't want the bragging rights. I don't want to be in the spotlight. What I want is simple, a check and a fun time. I'm not serious like you which is why I have nothing to lose but you have everything to lose. You have more riding on this match than you act like you do and we both know it. I'm someone no one expects to be a champion. I'm someone no one thinks should be wrestling because I don't have the same goals as someone like you. You've got an edge here Trent but I don't give a fuck. I got here not based on hard work or managing to win a few matches in a row like you said. I got here because I pissed off management and won ONE match. You've been busting your ass each week while I've taken the easy way.โ
โWork smarter not harder Trent.โ
โI'm here for a check so unlike you when I lose, which obviously at some shitty point in my career I will, it only hurts my bank account not my ego. You lose and your self-esteem takes a hit and so does your ego. You've got more on the line than I do so it's going to really suck when I win and I will win because you keep over thinking things. You keep making this harder on yourself. You make my job easy Trent.โ
The engine roared and my hands found their grip on his hips. Faster. The light changed from red to green and we were speeding down the road. Faster.
The night started with me and some blow in my hotel room. I was taking the edge off my victory and riding the overall high while watching traffic out of the window. The next thing I was on the back of a crotch rocket speeding down some busy road with some dude I didnโt know how I met. If youโre going to tell me Iโm stupid or something about stranger danger I know both. Donโt waste your time.
Faster. I gripped harder. Faster. Heart Rate was faster. Faster. My whole body vibrates. Faster.
Blackout.
I dry heaved without having anything in my stomach. I had lost time and wasn't sure how I ended up on the side of the road trying to expel whatever alcoholic demons that were managing to stay down in the deep pits of my stomach. I fell back on the sidewalk and took deep breaths while laughing. "Hey, you good?" My heart felt like it was going to explode and it felt like my head would put Megamind to shame. "Hey." Nope. Still laughing. "Hey!" I stopped and looked up at the bike helmet that leaned over me. I nodded and pulled myself up. "I'm good."
Blackout.
I was back in my hotel room. My hotel bathroom to be exact with a bottle of Jack in my hand and a pounding in my head. I peeled myself off the floor and walked over to the bathroom mirror. It said something that I was more sore from a night out than after my match. Iโm saying Diamond Rose hits like a bitch and not a strong bitch just a bitch bitch. In the mirror I saw my wreck of a face and rats nest of hair on top of my head. Maybe it was time to change.
Where was I going to go strung out on drugs and drinking like a fish? Thatโs the saying right? Drink like a fish? No one was going to take me seriously like this so maybe it was time to change. I could go to AA meetings again. I could go to rehab again. Maybe this time would be different. Maybe I could actually take my career in wrestling seriously and be something other than a rookie champion. I could ask around with some of the vets on the roster and see what they could help me work on. I could build my self-esteem and ego up and be THE next big thing. Maybe I should grow up.
Nahhhhhhhhhh.
*Male comic book narrator voice*
*Serious dark voice*
*Male comic book narrator voice*
โNow everyone will forget how depressed I was because I'm so colorful and happy because my problem was totally the fact all I did was wear black and cry like an emo listening to the black parade. That person is no more! Now I'm worthy of a championship that I've lost the chance to hold TWICE now. I AM WORTHY! TIME TO EMBRACE THE LIGHT LIKE RAINBOW BRIGHT!โ
*Male Comic book narrator voice*
โHellooooooo I said I was worthy!" Shrug. "You see that Trent? That's you. That's what you sound like. Whatta fucking idiot. Clearly your dark, brooding, lowered self-esteem wasn't working for you but you can't just fix it by putting on some LED lights that make you look like some street racing car and pretend the past didn't happen. In what universe did you honestly think the whimpering and need for justification to return to the ring would ever make anyone look up to you or win you any match? In what universe do you expect us to take you seriously now that you look like the state fair ferris wheel? Your getup isn't what's holding you back, it's just you. You're like a toy that broke and someone tried to fix it with super glue. You got hurt and now you don't work like you used to and a change in clothes isn't going to change that.โ
I take off my hat and frisbee it out of view then drop my jacket down to the floor and kick it away.
โNow to correct you I'm not the "self-proclaimed #1 contender for the Elevate Title," I AM the OFFICIAL #1 contender for the Elevate Title. Self-proclaimed makes it seem like I gave myself that title kinda like you self-proclaimed to be "the past, the present, and the future all rolled into one." Which by the way, I never said I would be the future of this industry. That sounds like a lotta unnecessary pressure for very little bragging rights. You on the other hand talk a lotta game for someone who's lost the chance to call themselves the Rise World Champion TWICE. You're right numbers don't lie and the numbers are against you Mr. two to one.โ
โThe #1 contender spot is just a label that no one gives a crap about because if it meant anything you'd be bragging about being in that spot three times now. Hey maybe third times the charm. Where has your intensity, hunger, and passion been exactly? Either you've been holding back until supposedly now, which I'm flattered you see little ol' me as that much of a threat, or intensity, hunger, and passion aren't enough to get you the championship win. YOU'RE the one hyping yourself up because no one else sees the hype, welllllll expect Alexandra Calaway but she's obligated to throw you a bone since she's your trainer. YOU'RE the one trying to be the future of the industry. Guess what Trent, not everyone wants the same things as you so instead of grasping for straws and trying to make a mirror out of everyone work on practicing what you preach and actually show some "dominating."โ
โYou've got a lot more on the line than just bragging rights because if you lose again to someone like me who has barely any in ring experience then you might as well hang up your wrestling boots. You've not clawed your way up from the bottom here, you're in the PRESENT trying to claw your way up because in the PAST you've LOST. Spencer Adams stepped in your territory and walked right out of it with "your" championship. You faced bigger, badder, and tougher people than little ol' me like Colossus and conquered them all right? Well, expect Colossus who stepped in your domain and once again took that pesky championship you can't seem to grasp. Shucks Trent sounds to me like you're a liar.โ
โWhile you're over there trying to hype yourself up for this match and give everyone a reason not to doubt you anymore I'm over here not giving a flying fuck. You're worried about dominating and being the biggest name on Rise because all of this is just you wanting to prove yourself to people who don't fucking matter. Management will replace you. Other wrestlers donโt care about you. Fans make fun of you. You're fighting a losing battle which is why you've been losing the battles. YOU want to be the next big thing in this industry. YOU want the spotlight. YOU want to be the future. YOU keep claiming the pedal stool just to fall off it.โ
โYOU have me all wrong.โ
โI don't want fame or glory. I don't want the bragging rights. I don't want to be in the spotlight. What I want is simple, a check and a fun time. I'm not serious like you which is why I have nothing to lose but you have everything to lose. You have more riding on this match than you act like you do and we both know it. I'm someone no one expects to be a champion. I'm someone no one thinks should be wrestling because I don't have the same goals as someone like you. You've got an edge here Trent but I don't give a fuck. I got here not based on hard work or managing to win a few matches in a row like you said. I got here because I pissed off management and won ONE match. You've been busting your ass each week while I've taken the easy way.โ
โWork smarter not harder Trent.โ
โI'm here for a check so unlike you when I lose, which obviously at some shitty point in my career I will, it only hurts my bank account not my ego. You lose and your self-esteem takes a hit and so does your ego. You've got more on the line than I do so it's going to really suck when I win and I will win because you keep over thinking things. You keep making this harder on yourself. You make my job easy Trent.โ
