Post by 𝕬.𝕮.𝕰. on Mar 20, 2024 19:41:45 GMT -5
OOC:- Best of luck to my opponents in this match of ours, looking forward to seeing the results for Danger and what you all come up with in your Rp's as well. With that being said let the best man win shall we fellas.
- AD/Gabe
Chapter 02..
Friday Night March 22, 2024..
THE BLUE NOTE - OPEN 24/7 the signs read, the club looked new, it surely wasn’t here a few months ago when I took a ride down this street, but it looked impressive and it sure as hell looked busy. The light turned green and I figured to take a look, why not right? I mean why not celebrate my first win within Elevate Pro Wrestling right? I mean hell it surely was a win to be proud of that’s for sure considering who my opponent was..
As I turned right as I drove past the nightclub, an interesting name, an interesting look. I pulled into a nearby parking garage and found a quick parking spot surprisingly enough, considering it was unheard of in Seattle on a Friday night, though I’m sure it was like that everywhere on Friday nights, a car pulled out of one of the first rows and I quickly claimed its spot before anyone else could.
I let my feet hit the ground once more as I turned off my bike, the engine slowly calming out. I ran my hand through my hair, exhaling as I pushed myself up off of my bike, a 2019 Ducati Monster 821 Stealth, hitting my kickstand and taking off my black leather gloves and pushing them into the back right pocket of my AMIRI Boro Patchwork Laser Bandana boot cut jeans.
I sigh knowing the night is young and well having not been to this club before, as I begin to walk towards the exit of the parking garage, I slowly make my way out onto the sidewalk and continue towards the club. I walk past a few people, the sidewalk pretty crowded with all sorts of people, all ages, all races.
As I finally get closer, I approach the club, noticing a long line, I’m not exactly one to wait in line. I walk past the line and just as I am about to head in for the door, I am cut off by one of the door security crew. He stood a few inches from me, blocking my way with his bulky, overly muscular out of proportioned frame.
| DOOR SECURITY |
"Woah, what do you think you’re....?"
I shook my head and before he could finish his sentence I placed a roll of cash into his right hand, closing it tight and cocking my head at him... He looks down, unrolling the money and then looking back up at me, I give him a smirk.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
"Are we good?"
The overly muscular doorman nodded his head, his balloon-like arms falling to his side. I swear if I had a needle on me I could give them one poke and they would explode like a fire cracker or something going off on the Fourth of July..
| DOOR SECURITY |
"Oh yeah brotha, we good? come on in."
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“That's exactly what I had thought..”
I muffled under my breath as I walked towards the double doors of the nightclub.
| DOOR SECURITY |
“What was that?
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Nothing, nothing at all boss, just talking to myself is all..”
| DOOR SECURITY |
“Got ya bud, well enjoy your night!”
As the door security said that, I grabbed one of the handles of the doors and opened it up, as the door opened, I walked inside, instantly I was greeted by a few gorgeous women who made their way over to me.. To them I appeared to be just another wealthy rich kid, but what they hadn’t known I wasn’t I was a DAVENPORT..
“For those who missed my debut on the Final Battleground episode my name is ALEXANDER F’N DAVENPORT, so it looks I must’ve done something right seeing how former RISE general manager, Jolie Vexx, sister of EPW owner Britlyn Baylor thought I deserved a shot at the Fight 4 Championship title the very title currently being held by that freakshow Je$tyr Seryous..
Sure.. sure when Jolie told me I thought it was great news, then.. Then.. I saw who I would be going up against and that changed very quickly and thought why.. And sure I know there’s a joke in there somewheres along the lines I mean Blake Anderson of the Dynasty isn’t really nothing special just another headcase only difference is he likes to be dominated by his rock singer wife..
So, yea nothing that truly stands out from the others within this match I’m involved in unfortunately, though allow me to get back to the Fight 4 Champion Je$tyr the Tinseltown Troublemaker as he claims to be, I still can’t believe this is who the current Fight 4 champion is literally feel like when he was crowned it was a mistake..
Literally feels Toxicity just said fuck it I mean she’s no different then the damn Tinseltown twinkler here, nor any different then Blake.. Nah, nope he’s no different either.. Damn just another nutjob, no different than the Tinseltown Twinkler there, bro should be placed in a mental institution as ugh bro..
Not sure if anyone’s told you, but that whole getup you got going on there isn’t doing you any favors, 1989 is calling and they’d like their whole shtick back, hell it wasn’t cool then and it sure as hell isn’t cool now, then again you probably like that shitty ass Detroit faygo soda though that’s ok we all can’t have great taste..
Though the more I think about it there must be a very unstable individual underneath that shit, then again nothing surprises me nowadays, though I will say this one thing that separates him from the rest is this, dude finally caught his break.. I mean he failed as a promoter and failed as a porn distributor..
So why not try in-ring competition eh Stylez? I mean I’ve seen worse, hell Blake Anderson isn’t any better to be fair the only thing he got lucky in life with was when that freak of a wife he’s married to took him up on the marriage..
Seriously BDSM Blake? Wow.. just wow.. I mean I knew you like pain, but to be into that shit just adds a whole new level to your obsession, so I got to know as curiosity has got me wondering do you both dress down in the whole leather outfits?
Do you walk around on all fours? I mean can you blame me for asking Blake? I imagine a few others are wondering that same shit besides me, then again it could just be me..
Wait.. wait.. I got a new angle for the both of them, the Je$tyr can finally catch his break as can Blake and his BDSM obsessed, Rock singer wife.. The THREE of you can finally get together and maybe create something worthy of being successful unlike the lackluster careers you’ve had so far within the wrestling industry.
Then, then.. we have Goth, a known talent within the industry, but like Blake and Jestyr he too isn’t really nothing special, let’s be honest with ourselves here, the guy’s bounced around from company to company looking for a place to call home..
A man with a lackluster career much like the other two with well really nothing to show for.. Well okay that’s not exactly fair to say the least now is it considering he is a multiple champion in Sin City Wrestling.. I’m sure he’s won a few other championships along the way in a few other promotions like WGWF and so on..
So yea he’s been around the block a few times like that of a cheap street hooker looking for her next John to make a buck off of, though if you truly think about it he’s nothing special, not someone who adds any value to your promotion, just a name that may or may not bring in a few asses to the show..
One things for sure he’s no Justin York that’s a fact, he’s just another mediocre talent who's gotten lucky it seems like with the championships he’s held, I mean he’s had no major title reigns, just mediocre runs with the titles he’s held at best much like the other two in our match..
Though, though.. it's got to be embarrassing knowing a rookie like myself caused you, your latest loss within a company who’s given you chance after chance to achieve greatness, then again it really doesn’t surprise me one bit to be honest with you Goth..
I mean it seems like everytime you get a championship or a chance at one you fumble it, I mean your most recently one on the November 27th, 2023 edition of Battleground showed just that then you get a second chance at championship gold and it’s at Ashes 2 Ashes and you win it only to lose to me on the final edition of the final Battleground, were you not focused or are you just..
I don’t know maybe I’m on to something here then again maybe I’m not, but one thing has certainly been a consistency with you and that is this, you’ve been given chance after chance to capitalize and you’ve failed each time when it’s come to matter the most and I can guarantee you if I’ve noticed it both Blake and Jestyr have as well..
Though we can sit here all day and shit talk one another, though in the end it all comes down to who’s the better one inside that square circle and that’ll be seen come Wednesday night when Danger airs live from Oregan, who’s the hungriest, who wants it the most and that I can tell you isn’t neither of the three of my opponents and you’re looking at him, yours truly and that’s me ALEXANDER F’N DAVENPORT!!!”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Greetings ladies how are we on this fine night”
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 1. |
“Aren’t you?”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“I am him..”
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 2. |
“Who is he?”
The second female questions her friend before, she can answer the 3rd girl answers for her.
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 3. |
“That’s Alexander as in Alexander Davenport, Jessie..”
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 2. |
“As in?”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“You guessed correctly, now if you don’t mind ladies I got a drink calling my name already..”
I said as I excused myself from the three ladies looking for a quick lay and an easy fuck something I wasn’t in fact I was the complete opposite, sure I loved gorgeous women, but I loved the ones who didn’t need a man to provide for them, that’s right I loved the type that was independent. As I approached the drink station of the nightclub, the bartender handed me the drink I had ordered prior to my arrival. I smiled as I gave him a tip for his services.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Thanks, it’s just what the doctor ordered..”
I said with a smile as I took a sip from the rum and coke the bartender had prepared for me.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Not too strong, not too weak my guy, just right..”
I thought to myself as I walked off towards a staircase that was stanchioned off with a security guard standing guard with a clipboard in hand, the staircase leading up to the VIP section of the club.
| SECURITY GUARD |
“Name sir?”
The club's security guard questioned as he looked down at his clipboard which head a list of names who were allowed access into the secluded VIP section of the nightclub.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Davenport as in Alexander Davenport..”
I state as I slide him a few hundred dollars for his troubles for granting me access, then again, I didn’t have too but, meh why not poor sap probably didn’t have a damn clue who I was and if he had he surely did show it, but yea I knew Samuel hadn’t made me reservations for tonight's outing which didn’t bother me one bit as I honestly didn’t think I’d be going to a nightclub tonight, certainly this new one that just opened up recently..
| SECURITY GUARD |
“Ah.. here you are Mr. Davenport, right this way sir!”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Appreciate it..”
I state as he allows me access to the staircase leading up to the VIP section of the nightclub, as I slowly make my way up the staircase a name calls out to me, it’s Elevate Pro’s founder Britlyn Baylor's sister Jolie Vexx. As I continued to walk up the stairs I thought to myself what was Jolie doing here in Seattle of all places.
Why.. Why was she here? Was she here to discuss business? Was she here for pleasure? I wondered to myself as I was a bit confused as to what it could have been that brought her to my hometown out of all places..
- AD/Gabe
Chapter 02..
::: Fatal Attractions :::
Ch. 02
Ch. 02
Friday Night March 22, 2024..
THE BLUE NOTE - OPEN 24/7 the signs read, the club looked new, it surely wasn’t here a few months ago when I took a ride down this street, but it looked impressive and it sure as hell looked busy. The light turned green and I figured to take a look, why not right? I mean why not celebrate my first win within Elevate Pro Wrestling right? I mean hell it surely was a win to be proud of that’s for sure considering who my opponent was..
As I turned right as I drove past the nightclub, an interesting name, an interesting look. I pulled into a nearby parking garage and found a quick parking spot surprisingly enough, considering it was unheard of in Seattle on a Friday night, though I’m sure it was like that everywhere on Friday nights, a car pulled out of one of the first rows and I quickly claimed its spot before anyone else could.
I let my feet hit the ground once more as I turned off my bike, the engine slowly calming out. I ran my hand through my hair, exhaling as I pushed myself up off of my bike, a 2019 Ducati Monster 821 Stealth, hitting my kickstand and taking off my black leather gloves and pushing them into the back right pocket of my AMIRI Boro Patchwork Laser Bandana boot cut jeans.
I sigh knowing the night is young and well having not been to this club before, as I begin to walk towards the exit of the parking garage, I slowly make my way out onto the sidewalk and continue towards the club. I walk past a few people, the sidewalk pretty crowded with all sorts of people, all ages, all races.
As I finally get closer, I approach the club, noticing a long line, I’m not exactly one to wait in line. I walk past the line and just as I am about to head in for the door, I am cut off by one of the door security crew. He stood a few inches from me, blocking my way with his bulky, overly muscular out of proportioned frame.
| DOOR SECURITY |
"Woah, what do you think you’re....?"
I shook my head and before he could finish his sentence I placed a roll of cash into his right hand, closing it tight and cocking my head at him... He looks down, unrolling the money and then looking back up at me, I give him a smirk.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
"Are we good?"
The overly muscular doorman nodded his head, his balloon-like arms falling to his side. I swear if I had a needle on me I could give them one poke and they would explode like a fire cracker or something going off on the Fourth of July..
| DOOR SECURITY |
"Oh yeah brotha, we good? come on in."
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“That's exactly what I had thought..”
I muffled under my breath as I walked towards the double doors of the nightclub.
| DOOR SECURITY |
“What was that?
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Nothing, nothing at all boss, just talking to myself is all..”
| DOOR SECURITY |
“Got ya bud, well enjoy your night!”
As the door security said that, I grabbed one of the handles of the doors and opened it up, as the door opened, I walked inside, instantly I was greeted by a few gorgeous women who made their way over to me.. To them I appeared to be just another wealthy rich kid, but what they hadn’t known I wasn’t I was a DAVENPORT..
—-----------------------
“For those who missed my debut on the Final Battleground episode my name is ALEXANDER F’N DAVENPORT, so it looks I must’ve done something right seeing how former RISE general manager, Jolie Vexx, sister of EPW owner Britlyn Baylor thought I deserved a shot at the Fight 4 Championship title the very title currently being held by that freakshow Je$tyr Seryous..
Sure.. sure when Jolie told me I thought it was great news, then.. Then.. I saw who I would be going up against and that changed very quickly and thought why.. And sure I know there’s a joke in there somewheres along the lines I mean Blake Anderson of the Dynasty isn’t really nothing special just another headcase only difference is he likes to be dominated by his rock singer wife..
So, yea nothing that truly stands out from the others within this match I’m involved in unfortunately, though allow me to get back to the Fight 4 Champion Je$tyr the Tinseltown Troublemaker as he claims to be, I still can’t believe this is who the current Fight 4 champion is literally feel like when he was crowned it was a mistake..
Literally feels Toxicity just said fuck it I mean she’s no different then the damn Tinseltown twinkler here, nor any different then Blake.. Nah, nope he’s no different either.. Damn just another nutjob, no different than the Tinseltown Twinkler there, bro should be placed in a mental institution as ugh bro..
Not sure if anyone’s told you, but that whole getup you got going on there isn’t doing you any favors, 1989 is calling and they’d like their whole shtick back, hell it wasn’t cool then and it sure as hell isn’t cool now, then again you probably like that shitty ass Detroit faygo soda though that’s ok we all can’t have great taste..
Though the more I think about it there must be a very unstable individual underneath that shit, then again nothing surprises me nowadays, though I will say this one thing that separates him from the rest is this, dude finally caught his break.. I mean he failed as a promoter and failed as a porn distributor..
So why not try in-ring competition eh Stylez? I mean I’ve seen worse, hell Blake Anderson isn’t any better to be fair the only thing he got lucky in life with was when that freak of a wife he’s married to took him up on the marriage..
Seriously BDSM Blake? Wow.. just wow.. I mean I knew you like pain, but to be into that shit just adds a whole new level to your obsession, so I got to know as curiosity has got me wondering do you both dress down in the whole leather outfits?
Do you walk around on all fours? I mean can you blame me for asking Blake? I imagine a few others are wondering that same shit besides me, then again it could just be me..
Wait.. wait.. I got a new angle for the both of them, the Je$tyr can finally catch his break as can Blake and his BDSM obsessed, Rock singer wife.. The THREE of you can finally get together and maybe create something worthy of being successful unlike the lackluster careers you’ve had so far within the wrestling industry.
Then, then.. we have Goth, a known talent within the industry, but like Blake and Jestyr he too isn’t really nothing special, let’s be honest with ourselves here, the guy’s bounced around from company to company looking for a place to call home..
A man with a lackluster career much like the other two with well really nothing to show for.. Well okay that’s not exactly fair to say the least now is it considering he is a multiple champion in Sin City Wrestling.. I’m sure he’s won a few other championships along the way in a few other promotions like WGWF and so on..
So yea he’s been around the block a few times like that of a cheap street hooker looking for her next John to make a buck off of, though if you truly think about it he’s nothing special, not someone who adds any value to your promotion, just a name that may or may not bring in a few asses to the show..
One things for sure he’s no Justin York that’s a fact, he’s just another mediocre talent who's gotten lucky it seems like with the championships he’s held, I mean he’s had no major title reigns, just mediocre runs with the titles he’s held at best much like the other two in our match..
Though, though.. it's got to be embarrassing knowing a rookie like myself caused you, your latest loss within a company who’s given you chance after chance to achieve greatness, then again it really doesn’t surprise me one bit to be honest with you Goth..
I mean it seems like everytime you get a championship or a chance at one you fumble it, I mean your most recently one on the November 27th, 2023 edition of Battleground showed just that then you get a second chance at championship gold and it’s at Ashes 2 Ashes and you win it only to lose to me on the final edition of the final Battleground, were you not focused or are you just..
I don’t know maybe I’m on to something here then again maybe I’m not, but one thing has certainly been a consistency with you and that is this, you’ve been given chance after chance to capitalize and you’ve failed each time when it’s come to matter the most and I can guarantee you if I’ve noticed it both Blake and Jestyr have as well..
Though we can sit here all day and shit talk one another, though in the end it all comes down to who’s the better one inside that square circle and that’ll be seen come Wednesday night when Danger airs live from Oregan, who’s the hungriest, who wants it the most and that I can tell you isn’t neither of the three of my opponents and you’re looking at him, yours truly and that’s me ALEXANDER F’N DAVENPORT!!!”
—-----------------------
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Greetings ladies how are we on this fine night”
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 1. |
“Aren’t you?”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“I am him..”
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 2. |
“Who is he?”
The second female questions her friend before, she can answer the 3rd girl answers for her.
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 3. |
“That’s Alexander as in Alexander Davenport, Jessie..”
| GORGEOUS FEMALE # 2. |
“As in?”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“You guessed correctly, now if you don’t mind ladies I got a drink calling my name already..”
I said as I excused myself from the three ladies looking for a quick lay and an easy fuck something I wasn’t in fact I was the complete opposite, sure I loved gorgeous women, but I loved the ones who didn’t need a man to provide for them, that’s right I loved the type that was independent. As I approached the drink station of the nightclub, the bartender handed me the drink I had ordered prior to my arrival. I smiled as I gave him a tip for his services.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Thanks, it’s just what the doctor ordered..”
I said with a smile as I took a sip from the rum and coke the bartender had prepared for me.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Not too strong, not too weak my guy, just right..”
I thought to myself as I walked off towards a staircase that was stanchioned off with a security guard standing guard with a clipboard in hand, the staircase leading up to the VIP section of the club.
| SECURITY GUARD |
“Name sir?”
The club's security guard questioned as he looked down at his clipboard which head a list of names who were allowed access into the secluded VIP section of the nightclub.
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Davenport as in Alexander Davenport..”
I state as I slide him a few hundred dollars for his troubles for granting me access, then again, I didn’t have too but, meh why not poor sap probably didn’t have a damn clue who I was and if he had he surely did show it, but yea I knew Samuel hadn’t made me reservations for tonight's outing which didn’t bother me one bit as I honestly didn’t think I’d be going to a nightclub tonight, certainly this new one that just opened up recently..
| SECURITY GUARD |
“Ah.. here you are Mr. Davenport, right this way sir!”
| ALEXANDER DAVENPORT |
“Appreciate it..”
I state as he allows me access to the staircase leading up to the VIP section of the nightclub, as I slowly make my way up the staircase a name calls out to me, it’s Elevate Pro’s founder Britlyn Baylor's sister Jolie Vexx. As I continued to walk up the stairs I thought to myself what was Jolie doing here in Seattle of all places.
Why.. Why was she here? Was she here to discuss business? Was she here for pleasure? I wondered to myself as I was a bit confused as to what it could have been that brought her to my hometown out of all places..