Post by Calvin on May 2, 2007 9:25:53 GMT -5
One match. One victory. One reason to be remembered by, and I blew it. I blew the only chance I had. I failed. Again. EBR’s right. I’m nothing…
Darkness is all around. Well not exactly dark, but it’s dark enough that all you can see are shadows. It’s really dim, and moist. It’s cold and moist. The walls are made of stone, and are all around the perimeter of this area. The ground is also stone, but It’s cracked and chipped all around. Some areas are even missing stone, and dirt can be seen in these holes. There is absolutely nothing in this area, well except for one thing. It is in the centre of the room. Hanging down from the top of the room, which is made of wood, is a rope. Hanging off of the rope is nothing special. Just a punching bag. That is all that is in this room. Nothing more, nothing less. In the corner of this room, sitting down, knees up, is Calvin Lee. He’s looking down at the wet stoned floor. He’s motionless, just sitting in this corner, head down, looking at the floor.
I am nothing. I am done for. I am never going to be the same. I just can’t get it right. I go into Forever Unscarred fully prepared, going up against EBR and I lose. I just can’t do this anymore. Every time I get something going, I ruin it in some way. Calvin Lee is no more. I’m no better then I was when I first started here in the WFWF.
Calvin Lee continues looking down at the ground when an echo can be heard. It’s from the distance. It sounds like it’s coming through the wall. Calvin Lee doesn’t hear it. He’s so focused on…negativity.
I don’t even know what to do anymore. It seems I can’t improve or impress anyone here. I am constantly put into these matches against people like Reckless and Chris Rodriguez. I guess CBT will never see what I am, or what I used to be made of. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.
The echo gets louder and louder. A knock can be heard from the corner beside Lee. Then the wall moves to the side, and Luther Castle walks through the door way. He looks over at Lee, who suddenly is snapped into reality as he looks over at Luther.
Calvin Lee: Oh hey Luther. How’s it going??
Luther Castle: Hey man, not much is going on. Why in the hell are you in the corner?
Calvin Lee: Felt like sitting down, was working out.
I hate lying to him…
Luther Castle: Ah tired I see? Well you do have a match on FDS.
Calvin Lee: Against newbies again…
Because either CBT isn’t impressed with me, or he likes me beating on his young stars…
Luther Castle: Atleast you have a match. This is the third damn week in a row that I’m not book. I’m not here to do nothing you know! Get me a
ing match!
Calvin Lee: Well Rev just resigned as owner, so I’ll see what I can do with Wayne.
Rev, the only worthy opponent here, other then EBR. I wish he would have stayed.
Luther Castle: Good. I want to fight. How can we show what we’re made of when we’re not even booked in tag matches, not to mention when I’m not even booked at all.
It’s not worth it anyways, we’ll end up losing anyways…
Calvin Lee: Well I do face Thunder this week, I’ll do my best to take him out so that Kurt and Thunder can’t take their tag titles back.
Although I’ll probably blow it like usual.
Luther Castle: I’ll be by your side. We’ll take him out together. And once he’s taken care of. We’ll take down Yukio and win those tag team titles!
Yeah right…
Calvin Lee: We sure will!
Luther Castle: Then it’s a plan! Now get off your ass and lets go upstairs and get some drinks together and get this plan all figured out for this week.
Calvin Lee: Sure, I’ll get out the hard stuff.
So I can drink away my worries…
Luther Castle: why the hard stuff?
Calvin Lee: I just feel like a hard glass of vodka that’s all.
I’m such a bad liar…
Luther Castle: Ok then the hard stuff it is. It’s a deal. Lets go!
Calvin Lee gets up, and brushes the dirt off of his pants. He walks with Lee through the door and they shut it behind them.
Once again, I face the new comers in the WFWF. I obviously have nothing going for me here. Why am I even here? To Lose? No. I am here to win. Then why can’t I win? Why do I always lose? I haven’t won since my match against, yes, Spider. I can only beat new comers, and house show wrestlers. Does that mean I’m not worthy for FDS? What does this mean? Can I even win the tag team titles? Can I even win this week? A win over Thunder will for surely put me in the tag team race. It might even give me and Luther a shot at the number one contender ship of the tag team titles. But I just don’t know. I’ll probably blow it. I always do. Luther should be in this match. Not me. I don’t know what to do. I don’t even know what I’m in store anymore. I think it’s almost time to give up. Give up on Luther. Give up on the WFWF. Give up on wrestling. Give up on me.
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Darkness is all around. Well not exactly dark, but it’s dark enough that all you can see are shadows. It’s really dim, and moist. It’s cold and moist. The walls are made of stone, and are all around the perimeter of this area. The ground is also stone, but It’s cracked and chipped all around. Some areas are even missing stone, and dirt can be seen in these holes. There is absolutely nothing in this area, well except for one thing. It is in the centre of the room. Hanging down from the top of the room, which is made of wood, is a rope. Hanging off of the rope is nothing special. Just a punching bag. That is all that is in this room. Nothing more, nothing less. In the corner of this room, sitting down, knees up, is Calvin Lee. He’s looking down at the wet stoned floor. He’s motionless, just sitting in this corner, head down, looking at the floor.
I am nothing. I am done for. I am never going to be the same. I just can’t get it right. I go into Forever Unscarred fully prepared, going up against EBR and I lose. I just can’t do this anymore. Every time I get something going, I ruin it in some way. Calvin Lee is no more. I’m no better then I was when I first started here in the WFWF.
Calvin Lee continues looking down at the ground when an echo can be heard. It’s from the distance. It sounds like it’s coming through the wall. Calvin Lee doesn’t hear it. He’s so focused on…negativity.
I don’t even know what to do anymore. It seems I can’t improve or impress anyone here. I am constantly put into these matches against people like Reckless and Chris Rodriguez. I guess CBT will never see what I am, or what I used to be made of. I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.
The echo gets louder and louder. A knock can be heard from the corner beside Lee. Then the wall moves to the side, and Luther Castle walks through the door way. He looks over at Lee, who suddenly is snapped into reality as he looks over at Luther.
Calvin Lee: Oh hey Luther. How’s it going??
Luther Castle: Hey man, not much is going on. Why in the hell are you in the corner?
Calvin Lee: Felt like sitting down, was working out.
I hate lying to him…
Luther Castle: Ah tired I see? Well you do have a match on FDS.
Calvin Lee: Against newbies again…
Because either CBT isn’t impressed with me, or he likes me beating on his young stars…
Luther Castle: Atleast you have a match. This is the third damn week in a row that I’m not book. I’m not here to do nothing you know! Get me a
ing match!Calvin Lee: Well Rev just resigned as owner, so I’ll see what I can do with Wayne.
Rev, the only worthy opponent here, other then EBR. I wish he would have stayed.
Luther Castle: Good. I want to fight. How can we show what we’re made of when we’re not even booked in tag matches, not to mention when I’m not even booked at all.
It’s not worth it anyways, we’ll end up losing anyways…
Calvin Lee: Well I do face Thunder this week, I’ll do my best to take him out so that Kurt and Thunder can’t take their tag titles back.
Although I’ll probably blow it like usual.
Luther Castle: I’ll be by your side. We’ll take him out together. And once he’s taken care of. We’ll take down Yukio and win those tag team titles!
Yeah right…
Calvin Lee: We sure will!
Luther Castle: Then it’s a plan! Now get off your ass and lets go upstairs and get some drinks together and get this plan all figured out for this week.
Calvin Lee: Sure, I’ll get out the hard stuff.
So I can drink away my worries…
Luther Castle: why the hard stuff?
Calvin Lee: I just feel like a hard glass of vodka that’s all.
I’m such a bad liar…
Luther Castle: Ok then the hard stuff it is. It’s a deal. Lets go!
Calvin Lee gets up, and brushes the dirt off of his pants. He walks with Lee through the door and they shut it behind them.
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Once again, I face the new comers in the WFWF. I obviously have nothing going for me here. Why am I even here? To Lose? No. I am here to win. Then why can’t I win? Why do I always lose? I haven’t won since my match against, yes, Spider. I can only beat new comers, and house show wrestlers. Does that mean I’m not worthy for FDS? What does this mean? Can I even win the tag team titles? Can I even win this week? A win over Thunder will for surely put me in the tag team race. It might even give me and Luther a shot at the number one contender ship of the tag team titles. But I just don’t know. I’ll probably blow it. I always do. Luther should be in this match. Not me. I don’t know what to do. I don’t even know what I’m in store anymore. I think it’s almost time to give up. Give up on Luther. Give up on the WFWF. Give up on wrestling. Give up on me.
