Post by John Anthony on Aug 29, 2007 22:33:08 GMT -6
Weekly Role Play #2
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The following takes place during the afternoon of the day following our last run-in with John Anthony, and inside the same shabby hotel room of Best Western. The heat of the summer air overpowers the dinky air conditioning unit that rattles in the corner of the pathetic living room leaving the air stale and unpleasant. John paces around alone in the small room wearing only a pair of track pants and yet still breaking a sweat merely walking inside the room. Julia was out running errands or something of that sort, and it was nice to have some alone time to contemplate things, to strategize, to be John Anthony. His mind hadn’t been all there as of late and the overwhelming heat wasn’t exactly helping his case. Continuing his treck to and from the sides of the room, he began speaking to himself, well… actually… arguing with himself. Sad isn’t it?
John in a playful tone:
“Hey guys, look at me, I’m Kailus Holmes! I beat a rusty bag of bones for my title and can’t win matches without the help of my lover Isaac Marshall and my mail-order-companion Bailey Tinsley! I don’t know anything about John Anthony except that he’s a teacher’s pet and blah blah I’ll beat him anyways because HOLY CRAP I AM KAILUS HOLMES!”
John, in a more serious tone:
“Well isn’t that nice Mr. Holmes? You’ve been reunited with your friend Kyle Neverwinter and the two of you get to return as a dominating force against the two reigning heavyweight champions of Power On Wrestling. Your arrogance misguides you I’m afraid, as does your anticipation of your future matchup with Josh Eagles. I don’t really see this weekend as ‘just another match’ like you seem to, I see it as a chance to give you a serious dose of reality. Wipe the stardust out of your eyes my friend. While you’ve been living on your high and mighty throne since becoming World Champion, I’ve been hoping Nitro would book me against you. If he wants to throw Reck Maverick and Kyle Neverwinter into the bunch, then I have no reason to disagree with that decision, especially considering it puts the advantage on my side. If I could choose anyone in Power On Wrestling to tag with against you, why wouldn’t I choose the new Midwest Heavyweight Champion, the man who recently defeated the almighty Shawn Stevens in a match for the ages?”
Sarcastic John:
“Bwahaha, but you forget that I’ve never been pinned or submitted! I have more title reigns than you have fingers! Combined with Kyle we are unstoppable, a force beyond forces! You hold a title belt to a defunct promotion while I hold the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP BELT OF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPNESS!”
Serious John:
“I wish your high horse would dump your almighty ass into the river Kailus. Quite frankly, you seem to say the same things against every opponent you face. In fact, I think I’ve developed a three step system that describes everything Kailus Holmes:
Step 1: Talk about how awesome you are and how you can defeat anyone who gets in your way
Step 2: Pretend like the World title actually means anything and that all other titles are inferior
Step 3: Have your friends interfere in every opportunity possible
Wash, rinse, and repeat. I honestly believe your new ring name should be ‘The Broken Record.’ I’ve seen repetition in people’s actions before, but normally it’s because they’ve developed a sturdy game plan. You on the other hand seem to plagiarize your own methods step for step week after week. Has it been effective? It worked well enough to get you into a match against the two top champions of this federation, but the train stops there. Useless rhetoric and a cloud of ego that shows up on the Doppler radar won’t give you any kind of advantage this Friday. In matches like this, it comes down to knowing your opponent, knowing their weaknesses, and simply out performing them. Reck and I are more poised and prepared and will have a much easier time discarding our distractions this weekend, whereas you will have that feeling of someone looking over your shoulder the entire time just knowing Josh Eagles is in the building.
What I can’t help but wonder is who you’re going to blame after you lose Friday. Are you going to turn on Kyle and talk about how you had a chance to assert yourself as the greatest wrestler in Power On Wrestling, but he ruined it by getting pinned or not being main event caliber? Will you turn your anger towards Isaac or Bailey and accuse them of costing you the match? Or perhaps you’ll find some way to pin this on Josh Eagles to promote your upcoming confrontation with him so that you can shake this match off as a freak occurrence. I’ll make this simple for you and save you the trouble of thinking your way out of the situation, and I’ll do it by personally pinning you myself for the three count. It will be your first loss via pinfall, and it will come from the one who holds the heavyweight title from the so called ‘defunct’ promotion of the Northeast. Isaac, Bailey, and Kyle can do whatever they please to try and save your pride, but you’re about to get a taste of the High Life, and when it hits you square in the face, you’ll find yourself on your knees trying to gather the pieces of your shattered pride and ego. It’s not an easy thing to recover from either. Just ask Kaleb Shadix who fell off the face of the earth after losing his television title to Rich Morrison. After Reck and I show you what talent is, show you what wrestling ability is, maybe you’ll understand that it takes more than an entourage and a hot temper to be successful in this business. If not, then I’ll take great pleasure in watching Josh Eagles finish the job and place the icing on the cake by winning the World Championship.”
As John finished his last sentence, he turned to see Julia standing there, arms crossed, and with a stern look on her face.
Julia:
“That’s twice in twenty four hours John. Speeches are normally performed in front of a camera.”
John:
“Consider it meditation then.”
Julia:
“Finding one’s center normally doesn’t leave a beaten trail on the carpet and involve arguing with the air.”
John:
“Maybe your type of meditation doesn’t. I like to call my version ‘expressive meditation.’”
Julia:
“I like to call it borderline insanity.”
John:
“That’s what I said, just not in such a demeaning way.”
Ignoring her insult for the most part, John began pacing again as the sweat dripped from his brow. Keeping his words to himself for now, he disregarded Julia’s disgruntled expression as he continued with his so called expressive meditation, just more quietly this time.
/*\ Expressive Meditation /*\[/u][/color]
The following takes place during the afternoon of the day following our last run-in with John Anthony, and inside the same shabby hotel room of Best Western. The heat of the summer air overpowers the dinky air conditioning unit that rattles in the corner of the pathetic living room leaving the air stale and unpleasant. John paces around alone in the small room wearing only a pair of track pants and yet still breaking a sweat merely walking inside the room. Julia was out running errands or something of that sort, and it was nice to have some alone time to contemplate things, to strategize, to be John Anthony. His mind hadn’t been all there as of late and the overwhelming heat wasn’t exactly helping his case. Continuing his treck to and from the sides of the room, he began speaking to himself, well… actually… arguing with himself. Sad isn’t it?
John in a playful tone:
“Hey guys, look at me, I’m Kailus Holmes! I beat a rusty bag of bones for my title and can’t win matches without the help of my lover Isaac Marshall and my mail-order-companion Bailey Tinsley! I don’t know anything about John Anthony except that he’s a teacher’s pet and blah blah I’ll beat him anyways because HOLY CRAP I AM KAILUS HOLMES!”
John, in a more serious tone:
“Well isn’t that nice Mr. Holmes? You’ve been reunited with your friend Kyle Neverwinter and the two of you get to return as a dominating force against the two reigning heavyweight champions of Power On Wrestling. Your arrogance misguides you I’m afraid, as does your anticipation of your future matchup with Josh Eagles. I don’t really see this weekend as ‘just another match’ like you seem to, I see it as a chance to give you a serious dose of reality. Wipe the stardust out of your eyes my friend. While you’ve been living on your high and mighty throne since becoming World Champion, I’ve been hoping Nitro would book me against you. If he wants to throw Reck Maverick and Kyle Neverwinter into the bunch, then I have no reason to disagree with that decision, especially considering it puts the advantage on my side. If I could choose anyone in Power On Wrestling to tag with against you, why wouldn’t I choose the new Midwest Heavyweight Champion, the man who recently defeated the almighty Shawn Stevens in a match for the ages?”
Sarcastic John:
“Bwahaha, but you forget that I’ve never been pinned or submitted! I have more title reigns than you have fingers! Combined with Kyle we are unstoppable, a force beyond forces! You hold a title belt to a defunct promotion while I hold the WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP BELT OF WORLD CHAMPIONSHIPNESS!”
Serious John:
“I wish your high horse would dump your almighty ass into the river Kailus. Quite frankly, you seem to say the same things against every opponent you face. In fact, I think I’ve developed a three step system that describes everything Kailus Holmes:
Step 1: Talk about how awesome you are and how you can defeat anyone who gets in your way
Step 2: Pretend like the World title actually means anything and that all other titles are inferior
Step 3: Have your friends interfere in every opportunity possible
Wash, rinse, and repeat. I honestly believe your new ring name should be ‘The Broken Record.’ I’ve seen repetition in people’s actions before, but normally it’s because they’ve developed a sturdy game plan. You on the other hand seem to plagiarize your own methods step for step week after week. Has it been effective? It worked well enough to get you into a match against the two top champions of this federation, but the train stops there. Useless rhetoric and a cloud of ego that shows up on the Doppler radar won’t give you any kind of advantage this Friday. In matches like this, it comes down to knowing your opponent, knowing their weaknesses, and simply out performing them. Reck and I are more poised and prepared and will have a much easier time discarding our distractions this weekend, whereas you will have that feeling of someone looking over your shoulder the entire time just knowing Josh Eagles is in the building.
What I can’t help but wonder is who you’re going to blame after you lose Friday. Are you going to turn on Kyle and talk about how you had a chance to assert yourself as the greatest wrestler in Power On Wrestling, but he ruined it by getting pinned or not being main event caliber? Will you turn your anger towards Isaac or Bailey and accuse them of costing you the match? Or perhaps you’ll find some way to pin this on Josh Eagles to promote your upcoming confrontation with him so that you can shake this match off as a freak occurrence. I’ll make this simple for you and save you the trouble of thinking your way out of the situation, and I’ll do it by personally pinning you myself for the three count. It will be your first loss via pinfall, and it will come from the one who holds the heavyweight title from the so called ‘defunct’ promotion of the Northeast. Isaac, Bailey, and Kyle can do whatever they please to try and save your pride, but you’re about to get a taste of the High Life, and when it hits you square in the face, you’ll find yourself on your knees trying to gather the pieces of your shattered pride and ego. It’s not an easy thing to recover from either. Just ask Kaleb Shadix who fell off the face of the earth after losing his television title to Rich Morrison. After Reck and I show you what talent is, show you what wrestling ability is, maybe you’ll understand that it takes more than an entourage and a hot temper to be successful in this business. If not, then I’ll take great pleasure in watching Josh Eagles finish the job and place the icing on the cake by winning the World Championship.”
As John finished his last sentence, he turned to see Julia standing there, arms crossed, and with a stern look on her face.
Julia:
“That’s twice in twenty four hours John. Speeches are normally performed in front of a camera.”
John:
“Consider it meditation then.”
Julia:
“Finding one’s center normally doesn’t leave a beaten trail on the carpet and involve arguing with the air.”
John:
“Maybe your type of meditation doesn’t. I like to call my version ‘expressive meditation.’”
Julia:
“I like to call it borderline insanity.”
John:
“That’s what I said, just not in such a demeaning way.”
Ignoring her insult for the most part, John began pacing again as the sweat dripped from his brow. Keeping his words to himself for now, he disregarded Julia’s disgruntled expression as he continued with his so called expressive meditation, just more quietly this time.
