Post by Devilkiller on Dec 16, 2012 21:31:57 GMT -5
Life is unpredictable
*Devilkiller is sitting down in the livingroom of his apartment, wearing blue pajamas and a black shirt. He is watching his match last week, over and over, enjoying his victory. He smiles at some of the moves he is pulling. He then gets a phone call on his brand new IPhone 5. He answers it and it is Kaitlyn.*
DK: Hi.
Kaitlyn: Hey Devilkiller.. Good match last week..
DK: Thank you. I advance to the battle royal, I hope I win, even though there is no way.
Kaitlyn: Theres a chance you will. Anyway, I was wanting to know if I could come over with Carter.
DK: Sure I guess. Wait maybe 2 hours, I'll have to get ready.
Kaitlyn: Okay, I'll see you at 3 then
DK: Alright, see ya.
*he hangs up the phone and leans back, worried. He is worried about if she could ever get her back. He knows deep down inside he loves her. He smiles remembers their first date, he took her to a restaurant outside New Jersey. He remembers how he told her he was a wrestler and she couldn't believe it.*
*He also remembers the night that must have made Carter. It was the night after he won his first title, and he went to her house and, well we all can imagine cant we? He didn't know it. That's why she moved closer to her "university" Almost 5 years later he finds out that he is a dad. He gets dressed and goes to a local wal-mart and gets some kid clothes, some that say something about girls and stuff. He then goes to the toy section and looks at figures. He spots the WFWF section right away and laughs to himself wondering if he will get his own. He gets the world heavyweight champion one and then goes back home, after paying the 150 dollar bill. *
*It's now 2:15 and he has to straighten up. He picks up all of his magazines, cans, papers, trash and hides it all in one place, and then jumps into the shower and washes down. In the shower he becomes dizzy again. He tries sitting down but before he can he falls and hits his head on the side of the shower. He rubs the knot already forming on his head. He gets out and puts on a red shirt, black sleeveless blazer(vest basically) and some black Levi's and goes back into the kitchen and starts getting things out. He feels his head keep throbbing from the knot so he gets some pain killers and takes some. He hears a knock on the door, so he runs to get the door and trips, rolls, and somehow lands on his feet. He smiles and whispers to himself*
DK: I will never do that again!
*he opens the door to a beautiful looking Kaitlyn, wearing a red dress and high heels with her hair in a bun, then he notices Carter, with a button down green and white shirt and khakis.*
DK: hey guys! You look nice! And you Carter look like a little man!
*DK smiles and Kaitlyn smiles*
Kaitlyn: Thank you, so do you. May I come in?
DK: You may
*DK shows them his apartment and his cool things like wrestlers autographs like Crazy kid, Chaz the Chiz and Chip. He then takes them to the kitchen where there is a table with 3 chairs and 3 plates, 2 wine glasses and one sippy cup. DK gets some the chicken salad he was making and hands some to Kaitlyn then puts some on his plate then gets a plate of a small cheeseburger and fries for Carter*
DK: Dinner is served.
*They eat and they ramble on about everything, how DKs career is going, if he thinks he can do it, if Carter will be a wrestler, or how's Kaitlyn's job is, the normal date with a kid rule. When they all finish, Devilkiller looks at Carter and laughs at how he got ketchup all the way up to under his eye. Devilkiller wipes it off then puts the plates up and they sit down in the livingroom on the big 7 foot green couch and Devilkiller starts giving Carter some of his gifts*
DK: This one is a shirt.... And this is a surprise.
*DK hands him the action figure and Carter throws it down*
DK: You don't like him?
Carter: No. I want yours!
DK: Well son, you'll have to wait a few months buddy. Besides he is the champion! He is supposed to he respected!
Carter: But I no like him.
DK: Just have fun with it go and make it hunt or something
Carter: But I don't wanna!
*after many minutes debating it is decided he doesn't want it and to take it back. DK turns on the tv and watches Blues Clues with Carter while Kaitlyn is playing with DKs hair, almost making him go to sleep. After a few more hours of just Blues Clues they, Carter and Kaitlyn decide to leave, and as DK shows them the door, he gets a kiss on the cheek from Kaitlyn. He smiles as he softly shuts the door to go lay down. *
*After a restless night he wakes up, smiling. He can't believe he won the match, got a kid and May have a girl. He looks gets up and puts on his everyday t-shirt winter jacket and jeans and goes to a gym. While at the gym he benched 380 pounds for 20 reps, then did 52 curlups in one minute, and ran a total of 5 miles.*
* On his way home he looks out the window of a homeless man, just sitting on the edge of the sidewalk. So Devilkiller pulls over and gets out and walks and sits beside him*
DK: Hello sir.
*the homeless man, wearing only a small ripped t-shirt and holey jeans with only socks was looking back at him with pale, green eyes that says I have given up hope. He has a beard and has maybe 40 or 50 cents laying beside him. He stares at DK in shock. He then speaks in a voice that sounds really gruff and mean but full of sorrow. His breath smells of rotten teeth and maybe some old garlic.*
Homeless man: What do you want?
DK: I just wanted to say hi, I saw you and just wanted to talk with you.
Homeless man: That's very kind of you but I don't want to waste no kids time.
DK: Sir, I'm not a kid. Let's start over. Hi. My name is the Devilkiller. What's yo-
*DK gets cut off by the old man laughing*
Homeless man: Devilkiller? What kind a name is that?
DK: It was given to me by my mom, after watching so many horrors in my life and taking part in helping to stop some of them, she called me the Devilkiller. It stuck since.
Homeless man: Well I'm Pete. Why don't get up in your nice fancy car and just leave me here to my worries?
DK: Because, I feel as if I owe it to my family and my city to give back for having such a great life. I'll be right back.
*DK goes and opens his trunk and pulls out his stash of $10,000 that he carries with him always. He takes out $1,000 and hands it to the man named Pete*
DK: Here. Go buy some good clothes. Rent a hotel and eat a REAL dinner.
Pete: Sir, you don't know how hard life has been. They took my wife my kids and then my home, all for just one mistake. I regret it every day. This is the kindest thing anyone has done for me in atleast 5 years. I thank you sir. But I don't need it. No. Somewhere out there, there is someone else who needs it more than I ever will. Go. Consider me a friend, and just leave. You are generous and will go far in life kid. You'll go places.
*DK smiles softly and hands him the cash*
DK: Take the money Pete. It's okay. Thank you sir. I might go far in life I may not, I don't know, but what I do know is I will always remember this conversation Pete. Thank you.
*DK walks away without looking back and peels off toward his apartment complex*
*when he returns he decides he needs to pack as it is already 12 noon. He packs up and doesn't forget his lucky shoes and heads on down to his car where he drives to the airport and gets on the plane taking him to the show.*
*he arrives at the hotel where he will be staying. He throws his clothes aside and checks his phone. 4 missed calls from mom and 3 from his grandma. His grandma was 16 when she had her daughter, and DKs mom was 21, that's why she is still alive. Anyway, so he calls his moms phone and no answer, he calls his grandma and on the last ring she answers*
DK: Hey what's up?
Grandma: Logan, listen..
*he can tell it's bad because he hears her voice shaking. She is talking really fast and her voice sounds heavy*
Grandma: Your mom got picked up by the cops. Her ex boyfriend, Jack, framed her. He told the cops she burned his car but I just saw it at the gas station and I-
DK: Calm down, chill. Okay, so what we do is wait. We cant do a damn thing until we find out for sure her charges okay?
Grandma: You don't understa-
DK: I gotta go, I can't have this much pressure.
*DK hangs up and lays down on his king size bed. He feels tears well up but he stops them. He hurries up and gets his wrestle gear together and drives to the arena*
*he puts on his wrestling pants with the mandatory knee pads and such, and puts on his facepaint. It's blue and black with a touch of white around his eyes. He walks out and goes to his room where he will shoot his last promo of staying in the under card situation, where he will be a mid carder or even a main eventer. He steps to the mirror and waits for the camera*
DK: Change, hurt, suffering, pain.
*DK is inside the red tinted room a mirror this time. He looks troubled, full of hatred, he looks at the camera, shooting poisoned darts out of his eyes*
DK: People have normal life's with normal jobs with normal families. Then there's us, the wrestlers, the ones that leave it all in the ring, that try their damnedest to keep everyone happy. All the fans don't understand how much we do, and why we do it. For the fans. For the little kid front row with a sign saying "I wanna be a wrestler". For the happy dad that shows up just for the divas and ends up leaving saying "damn that match was amazing". It's moments like these that make me proud to be a wrestler.
*DK pauses, with a soft sigh*
DK: This is a once in a lifetime thing. My third match here with the WFWF and I may be facing for the world heavyweight championship. This is a dream come true. I'm in the ring with some if the upper card guys, the guys that look at me and say "he's just a rookie". Bitch I have put more blood, sweat, and tears in this business in the past 8 years than most of you have in the past 10, 15 20 however long you have wrestled. I want to be a champion. I want to be recognized. Not just because I'm a wrestler no, because I have the desire.
*he pauses and looks down and talks softer*
DK: I am in the battle royal. I want to win, I want to be a main eventer, a headline act. Life is unpredictable, if it was predictable it would be boring. There's a time and place for everything, and the time for me to be champion is NOW. I am not here for friends, I'm here not for fame r fortune, just to be recognized. I wish you guys could get it through your head that I will do ANYTHING to win. And one more thing... 7 years bad luck? Screw it.
*DK punches the mirror and it cracks and breaks, as it is the camera rattles and stares on at DK exiting the room*
OOC: I didn't really feel this one, until the hobo scene, hope it's enough to get recognized. ***ALSO*** I made this before the Connecticut shooting my thoughts and prayers go out to all!
*Devilkiller is sitting down in the livingroom of his apartment, wearing blue pajamas and a black shirt. He is watching his match last week, over and over, enjoying his victory. He smiles at some of the moves he is pulling. He then gets a phone call on his brand new IPhone 5. He answers it and it is Kaitlyn.*
DK: Hi.
Kaitlyn: Hey Devilkiller.. Good match last week..
DK: Thank you. I advance to the battle royal, I hope I win, even though there is no way.
Kaitlyn: Theres a chance you will. Anyway, I was wanting to know if I could come over with Carter.
DK: Sure I guess. Wait maybe 2 hours, I'll have to get ready.
Kaitlyn: Okay, I'll see you at 3 then
DK: Alright, see ya.
*he hangs up the phone and leans back, worried. He is worried about if she could ever get her back. He knows deep down inside he loves her. He smiles remembers their first date, he took her to a restaurant outside New Jersey. He remembers how he told her he was a wrestler and she couldn't believe it.*
*He also remembers the night that must have made Carter. It was the night after he won his first title, and he went to her house and, well we all can imagine cant we? He didn't know it. That's why she moved closer to her "university" Almost 5 years later he finds out that he is a dad. He gets dressed and goes to a local wal-mart and gets some kid clothes, some that say something about girls and stuff. He then goes to the toy section and looks at figures. He spots the WFWF section right away and laughs to himself wondering if he will get his own. He gets the world heavyweight champion one and then goes back home, after paying the 150 dollar bill. *
*It's now 2:15 and he has to straighten up. He picks up all of his magazines, cans, papers, trash and hides it all in one place, and then jumps into the shower and washes down. In the shower he becomes dizzy again. He tries sitting down but before he can he falls and hits his head on the side of the shower. He rubs the knot already forming on his head. He gets out and puts on a red shirt, black sleeveless blazer(vest basically) and some black Levi's and goes back into the kitchen and starts getting things out. He feels his head keep throbbing from the knot so he gets some pain killers and takes some. He hears a knock on the door, so he runs to get the door and trips, rolls, and somehow lands on his feet. He smiles and whispers to himself*
DK: I will never do that again!
*he opens the door to a beautiful looking Kaitlyn, wearing a red dress and high heels with her hair in a bun, then he notices Carter, with a button down green and white shirt and khakis.*
DK: hey guys! You look nice! And you Carter look like a little man!
*DK smiles and Kaitlyn smiles*
Kaitlyn: Thank you, so do you. May I come in?
DK: You may
*DK shows them his apartment and his cool things like wrestlers autographs like Crazy kid, Chaz the Chiz and Chip. He then takes them to the kitchen where there is a table with 3 chairs and 3 plates, 2 wine glasses and one sippy cup. DK gets some the chicken salad he was making and hands some to Kaitlyn then puts some on his plate then gets a plate of a small cheeseburger and fries for Carter*
DK: Dinner is served.
*They eat and they ramble on about everything, how DKs career is going, if he thinks he can do it, if Carter will be a wrestler, or how's Kaitlyn's job is, the normal date with a kid rule. When they all finish, Devilkiller looks at Carter and laughs at how he got ketchup all the way up to under his eye. Devilkiller wipes it off then puts the plates up and they sit down in the livingroom on the big 7 foot green couch and Devilkiller starts giving Carter some of his gifts*
DK: This one is a shirt.... And this is a surprise.
*DK hands him the action figure and Carter throws it down*
DK: You don't like him?
Carter: No. I want yours!
DK: Well son, you'll have to wait a few months buddy. Besides he is the champion! He is supposed to he respected!
Carter: But I no like him.
DK: Just have fun with it go and make it hunt or something
Carter: But I don't wanna!
*after many minutes debating it is decided he doesn't want it and to take it back. DK turns on the tv and watches Blues Clues with Carter while Kaitlyn is playing with DKs hair, almost making him go to sleep. After a few more hours of just Blues Clues they, Carter and Kaitlyn decide to leave, and as DK shows them the door, he gets a kiss on the cheek from Kaitlyn. He smiles as he softly shuts the door to go lay down. *
*After a restless night he wakes up, smiling. He can't believe he won the match, got a kid and May have a girl. He looks gets up and puts on his everyday t-shirt winter jacket and jeans and goes to a gym. While at the gym he benched 380 pounds for 20 reps, then did 52 curlups in one minute, and ran a total of 5 miles.*
* On his way home he looks out the window of a homeless man, just sitting on the edge of the sidewalk. So Devilkiller pulls over and gets out and walks and sits beside him*
DK: Hello sir.
*the homeless man, wearing only a small ripped t-shirt and holey jeans with only socks was looking back at him with pale, green eyes that says I have given up hope. He has a beard and has maybe 40 or 50 cents laying beside him. He stares at DK in shock. He then speaks in a voice that sounds really gruff and mean but full of sorrow. His breath smells of rotten teeth and maybe some old garlic.*
Homeless man: What do you want?
DK: I just wanted to say hi, I saw you and just wanted to talk with you.
Homeless man: That's very kind of you but I don't want to waste no kids time.
DK: Sir, I'm not a kid. Let's start over. Hi. My name is the Devilkiller. What's yo-
*DK gets cut off by the old man laughing*
Homeless man: Devilkiller? What kind a name is that?
DK: It was given to me by my mom, after watching so many horrors in my life and taking part in helping to stop some of them, she called me the Devilkiller. It stuck since.
Homeless man: Well I'm Pete. Why don't get up in your nice fancy car and just leave me here to my worries?
DK: Because, I feel as if I owe it to my family and my city to give back for having such a great life. I'll be right back.
*DK goes and opens his trunk and pulls out his stash of $10,000 that he carries with him always. He takes out $1,000 and hands it to the man named Pete*
DK: Here. Go buy some good clothes. Rent a hotel and eat a REAL dinner.
Pete: Sir, you don't know how hard life has been. They took my wife my kids and then my home, all for just one mistake. I regret it every day. This is the kindest thing anyone has done for me in atleast 5 years. I thank you sir. But I don't need it. No. Somewhere out there, there is someone else who needs it more than I ever will. Go. Consider me a friend, and just leave. You are generous and will go far in life kid. You'll go places.
*DK smiles softly and hands him the cash*
DK: Take the money Pete. It's okay. Thank you sir. I might go far in life I may not, I don't know, but what I do know is I will always remember this conversation Pete. Thank you.
*DK walks away without looking back and peels off toward his apartment complex*
*when he returns he decides he needs to pack as it is already 12 noon. He packs up and doesn't forget his lucky shoes and heads on down to his car where he drives to the airport and gets on the plane taking him to the show.*
*he arrives at the hotel where he will be staying. He throws his clothes aside and checks his phone. 4 missed calls from mom and 3 from his grandma. His grandma was 16 when she had her daughter, and DKs mom was 21, that's why she is still alive. Anyway, so he calls his moms phone and no answer, he calls his grandma and on the last ring she answers*
DK: Hey what's up?
Grandma: Logan, listen..
*he can tell it's bad because he hears her voice shaking. She is talking really fast and her voice sounds heavy*
Grandma: Your mom got picked up by the cops. Her ex boyfriend, Jack, framed her. He told the cops she burned his car but I just saw it at the gas station and I-
DK: Calm down, chill. Okay, so what we do is wait. We cant do a damn thing until we find out for sure her charges okay?
Grandma: You don't understa-
DK: I gotta go, I can't have this much pressure.
*DK hangs up and lays down on his king size bed. He feels tears well up but he stops them. He hurries up and gets his wrestle gear together and drives to the arena*
*he puts on his wrestling pants with the mandatory knee pads and such, and puts on his facepaint. It's blue and black with a touch of white around his eyes. He walks out and goes to his room where he will shoot his last promo of staying in the under card situation, where he will be a mid carder or even a main eventer. He steps to the mirror and waits for the camera*
DK: Change, hurt, suffering, pain.
*DK is inside the red tinted room a mirror this time. He looks troubled, full of hatred, he looks at the camera, shooting poisoned darts out of his eyes*
DK: People have normal life's with normal jobs with normal families. Then there's us, the wrestlers, the ones that leave it all in the ring, that try their damnedest to keep everyone happy. All the fans don't understand how much we do, and why we do it. For the fans. For the little kid front row with a sign saying "I wanna be a wrestler". For the happy dad that shows up just for the divas and ends up leaving saying "damn that match was amazing". It's moments like these that make me proud to be a wrestler.
*DK pauses, with a soft sigh*
DK: This is a once in a lifetime thing. My third match here with the WFWF and I may be facing for the world heavyweight championship. This is a dream come true. I'm in the ring with some if the upper card guys, the guys that look at me and say "he's just a rookie". Bitch I have put more blood, sweat, and tears in this business in the past 8 years than most of you have in the past 10, 15 20 however long you have wrestled. I want to be a champion. I want to be recognized. Not just because I'm a wrestler no, because I have the desire.
*he pauses and looks down and talks softer*
DK: I am in the battle royal. I want to win, I want to be a main eventer, a headline act. Life is unpredictable, if it was predictable it would be boring. There's a time and place for everything, and the time for me to be champion is NOW. I am not here for friends, I'm here not for fame r fortune, just to be recognized. I wish you guys could get it through your head that I will do ANYTHING to win. And one more thing... 7 years bad luck? Screw it.
*DK punches the mirror and it cracks and breaks, as it is the camera rattles and stares on at DK exiting the room*
OOC: I didn't really feel this one, until the hobo scene, hope it's enough to get recognized. ***ALSO*** I made this before the Connecticut shooting my thoughts and prayers go out to all!
