Post by Greyson Blaze on Aug 18, 2013 1:10:14 GMT -5
(Greyson sits inside a hospital room back in the States as he looks at his watch, his phone, and the ever present remind of his obligations the TV screen over the hospital bed of his temporally bed ridden twin sister, Charlotte Blaze. There is a video package playing on some local public broadcasting channel of a wrestling match where a masked wrestled was brutally powerbombed throw a table on the outside from inside of the ring over the top rope of the ring. Greyson shakes his head as he sees the hard landing and the sickening thud splintering the table beneath the wrestlers back driving splinters into his spine. Greyson shakes his head before looking back at his twin, she looks to be in bad shape as he looks once more to his cell phone.)
Charlotte: What I don't get is why your so pissed off about it Greyson, it's not like it'll have repercussions on you, I'm a big girl bro I can handle it.
Greyson: You don't get it Char, it's not about you going out there to wrestle, it's about you using my name to do it, everyone thought I was pulling double duty and breaking my contract and low and behold no one believes that I didn't. But letting that slide I don't care if you go out and wrestle but trading on my name was a stupid mistake. I haven't had a decent weeks work since you started running around doing your thing in the ring, my career has been pretty much interrupted indefinitely because of this bullshit. But that isn't why I'm sitting here now, now is it?
(Greyson's twin looks helplessly at him as she snorts gently trying not to cause the stitches along her back to pull too much, he was right and she knew it.)
Charlotte: Fine I'll fix it but don't think this... is going to stop me, one day I'll be inside that ring gunning for your spot.
Greyson: DAMN IT CHARLOTTE... you almost severed your spine going through that table and you think I give a shit about your career, you almost ended your future permanently and here I come to find out you don't want to sit yourself in this hospital until you recover properly. You know what I'm through playing fair with you, I'm going to treat you just like I would one of my opponents I'm going to hit you below the belt and win this little match between us...
Charlotte: Good luck with that I'll be out of here in a couple of days no matter what you do.
Greyson: Yup that's why I'm calling dad, I might hate his guts but I know damn well he won't let his favorite child ruin her life stupidly.
Charlotte: That's fighting dirty Grey, dad doesn't have a favorite child, and if he did it would probably have been Pflieger, we've only known him five years now.. god damn it, he'll try stopping me entirely you can't do this to me Greyson. This isn't like you.
(Greyson looks at his phone once again before turning from his sister to leave.)
Greyson: Funny thing is sis, I'm the kind of guy you can never predict! By the way dad's already on his way, I knew you weren't going to listen to me, he should be here tonight, after all I don't need to be worrying about your bullheadedness while I'm out there carrying on the family name figuratively speaking. Besides I can't have you ending up as crippled as dad because of me, I can only bear so much sis... love ya.
Charlotte: Yeah I bet!
(Greyson leaves his sister and slowly walks down the hallway leading toward the elevators of the hospital, anger flows through him over the whole of the situation, his sister had nearly ruined his career inadvertently , she had brought back a certain mouthy woman into his life whom he thought gone forever, his pending nuptials, and the ever nearing birth of his son all snowballing into a heap of fuel to help burn his passion brighter as his first appearance in the Canadian X draws nearer. Greyson stepped inside the elevator as the doors opened only to be greeted by a familiar face, or rather a familiar mask, the nondescript manager responsible for his sisters current predicament. The manager was short, of height and hair, neither giving way to reveal anymore or less about the manager then the mask or slender effeminate build silently staring him in the eyes without so much as a word between them as they ride the elevator back down to the first floor. Greyson's anger burning holes into the soul of the manager as they faced one another without blinking without words; the elevator stops and Greyson backs out still staring the manager down.)
Greyson: You should have stopped it, and you will fix this Maria!
(She nods closing her eyes as the elevator doors close blocking her from view, old wounds never heal he thought as he left to
make his long over due trip to Canada and the Can X event.)
(Greyson sat backstage watching the crew prepare the ring for the event on the following evening, he was getting a feel for the small company and it's staff just taking in the activity of a live and active company. He watched as the ring went up, like so many other promotion, like so many other rings around the world had been prepared for his use among others; he watched the lighting and the smoke machines being prepped and set for the various entrances, he watched it all with a practiced eye one that had spent countless nights on the road working the crowds for all they were worth,as champion, contender, and competitor alike. Finally his eyes rest upon a lone camera not yet set up for use and he makes his way to it; his years in the business had left him familiar with the workings of the device that most people fail to understand. He took the camera down to ring side and found himself a nice uncomfortable chair to sit in with his feet up on the barricade as the camera rolls.)
Greyson: Kind of feels like the first day of a new school year, all the little shits are finally back in school and out of your hair, needless to say that isn't the case here in North Country now is it. So let me start off by saying when I got this invite to come play in the CanX lands I seriously had to think twice about it... I mean Angelo Valour and I haven't always seen eye to eye; in fact rumor has it there have been some seriously screwed up encounters between us in the past. Makes a man think twice about excepting any kind of offer, but I'm as much a glutton for punishment as I am main event wrestler; which is to say I'm going to except his offer to play in his little kingdom and do what I do best... own!
Now that brings me to this little series of match ups, this warm up match I've been saddled with as a opening act to my time in the CanX, I get to lay the lead in a triple threat match which if I've heard right is some kind of title tournament or some such. And honestly title or not, I don't care, you see I've got no issues with anyone in this company, so I'm more or less just coming in to take what will eventually be mine either way. Now you can take this any which way you like CanX, you will soon see the Dawning of the New Tomorrow Greyson Blaze, a Rude Awakening to any and all who have the misbegotten luck of being put across the ring from me. You see men like Eric and Seth was it that I am to face off against first and foremost. Two men who have what appears to be no history worth paying the least bit of attention to, two men who have as much in common with me as I myself have in common with my predecessor; which is to say nothing other then being a wrestler, my career speaks for itself as to why I'm taking a place at the top of the CanX. Eventually the top will be where it belongs beneath me, I am that damn good in and out of the ring, and Eric and Seth will just be the first poor unfortunates to realize the truth of the New Tomorrow.
I could sit here and talk, and talk, and talk, but in the end it would amount to nothing, nothing at all, because my opponents are not worth the time of day it would take to do so, in fact I'm more interested in what is taking place in the world title bracket around here, waiting to see who it is that I will have to strip away that title from and their foolish pride at being second best behind me at the same time. For now I'll leave it with this, Seth, Eric, you are but the first in the CanX to be allowed the honor of stepping into the ring with one of the best in the business today, The New Tomorrow Greyson Blaze and when push comes to shove you will be believers of the New Tomorrow!
(Greyson smirked as he switched the camera off, he was feeling good about the coming days event as he thought about how he was going to make his entrance to the ring, perhaps he would just walk out and soak in the reactions of the fans... fans that knew better then to...?)
Charlotte: What I don't get is why your so pissed off about it Greyson, it's not like it'll have repercussions on you, I'm a big girl bro I can handle it.
Greyson: You don't get it Char, it's not about you going out there to wrestle, it's about you using my name to do it, everyone thought I was pulling double duty and breaking my contract and low and behold no one believes that I didn't. But letting that slide I don't care if you go out and wrestle but trading on my name was a stupid mistake. I haven't had a decent weeks work since you started running around doing your thing in the ring, my career has been pretty much interrupted indefinitely because of this bullshit. But that isn't why I'm sitting here now, now is it?
(Greyson's twin looks helplessly at him as she snorts gently trying not to cause the stitches along her back to pull too much, he was right and she knew it.)
Charlotte: Fine I'll fix it but don't think this... is going to stop me, one day I'll be inside that ring gunning for your spot.
Greyson: DAMN IT CHARLOTTE... you almost severed your spine going through that table and you think I give a shit about your career, you almost ended your future permanently and here I come to find out you don't want to sit yourself in this hospital until you recover properly. You know what I'm through playing fair with you, I'm going to treat you just like I would one of my opponents I'm going to hit you below the belt and win this little match between us...
Charlotte: Good luck with that I'll be out of here in a couple of days no matter what you do.
Greyson: Yup that's why I'm calling dad, I might hate his guts but I know damn well he won't let his favorite child ruin her life stupidly.
Charlotte: That's fighting dirty Grey, dad doesn't have a favorite child, and if he did it would probably have been Pflieger, we've only known him five years now.. god damn it, he'll try stopping me entirely you can't do this to me Greyson. This isn't like you.
(Greyson looks at his phone once again before turning from his sister to leave.)
Greyson: Funny thing is sis, I'm the kind of guy you can never predict! By the way dad's already on his way, I knew you weren't going to listen to me, he should be here tonight, after all I don't need to be worrying about your bullheadedness while I'm out there carrying on the family name figuratively speaking. Besides I can't have you ending up as crippled as dad because of me, I can only bear so much sis... love ya.
Charlotte: Yeah I bet!
(Greyson leaves his sister and slowly walks down the hallway leading toward the elevators of the hospital, anger flows through him over the whole of the situation, his sister had nearly ruined his career inadvertently , she had brought back a certain mouthy woman into his life whom he thought gone forever, his pending nuptials, and the ever nearing birth of his son all snowballing into a heap of fuel to help burn his passion brighter as his first appearance in the Canadian X draws nearer. Greyson stepped inside the elevator as the doors opened only to be greeted by a familiar face, or rather a familiar mask, the nondescript manager responsible for his sisters current predicament. The manager was short, of height and hair, neither giving way to reveal anymore or less about the manager then the mask or slender effeminate build silently staring him in the eyes without so much as a word between them as they ride the elevator back down to the first floor. Greyson's anger burning holes into the soul of the manager as they faced one another without blinking without words; the elevator stops and Greyson backs out still staring the manager down.)
Greyson: You should have stopped it, and you will fix this Maria!
(She nods closing her eyes as the elevator doors close blocking her from view, old wounds never heal he thought as he left to
make his long over due trip to Canada and the Can X event.)
(Greyson sat backstage watching the crew prepare the ring for the event on the following evening, he was getting a feel for the small company and it's staff just taking in the activity of a live and active company. He watched as the ring went up, like so many other promotion, like so many other rings around the world had been prepared for his use among others; he watched the lighting and the smoke machines being prepped and set for the various entrances, he watched it all with a practiced eye one that had spent countless nights on the road working the crowds for all they were worth,as champion, contender, and competitor alike. Finally his eyes rest upon a lone camera not yet set up for use and he makes his way to it; his years in the business had left him familiar with the workings of the device that most people fail to understand. He took the camera down to ring side and found himself a nice uncomfortable chair to sit in with his feet up on the barricade as the camera rolls.)
Greyson: Kind of feels like the first day of a new school year, all the little shits are finally back in school and out of your hair, needless to say that isn't the case here in North Country now is it. So let me start off by saying when I got this invite to come play in the CanX lands I seriously had to think twice about it... I mean Angelo Valour and I haven't always seen eye to eye; in fact rumor has it there have been some seriously screwed up encounters between us in the past. Makes a man think twice about excepting any kind of offer, but I'm as much a glutton for punishment as I am main event wrestler; which is to say I'm going to except his offer to play in his little kingdom and do what I do best... own!
Now that brings me to this little series of match ups, this warm up match I've been saddled with as a opening act to my time in the CanX, I get to lay the lead in a triple threat match which if I've heard right is some kind of title tournament or some such. And honestly title or not, I don't care, you see I've got no issues with anyone in this company, so I'm more or less just coming in to take what will eventually be mine either way. Now you can take this any which way you like CanX, you will soon see the Dawning of the New Tomorrow Greyson Blaze, a Rude Awakening to any and all who have the misbegotten luck of being put across the ring from me. You see men like Eric and Seth was it that I am to face off against first and foremost. Two men who have what appears to be no history worth paying the least bit of attention to, two men who have as much in common with me as I myself have in common with my predecessor; which is to say nothing other then being a wrestler, my career speaks for itself as to why I'm taking a place at the top of the CanX. Eventually the top will be where it belongs beneath me, I am that damn good in and out of the ring, and Eric and Seth will just be the first poor unfortunates to realize the truth of the New Tomorrow.
I could sit here and talk, and talk, and talk, but in the end it would amount to nothing, nothing at all, because my opponents are not worth the time of day it would take to do so, in fact I'm more interested in what is taking place in the world title bracket around here, waiting to see who it is that I will have to strip away that title from and their foolish pride at being second best behind me at the same time. For now I'll leave it with this, Seth, Eric, you are but the first in the CanX to be allowed the honor of stepping into the ring with one of the best in the business today, The New Tomorrow Greyson Blaze and when push comes to shove you will be believers of the New Tomorrow!
(Greyson smirked as he switched the camera off, he was feeling good about the coming days event as he thought about how he was going to make his entrance to the ring, perhaps he would just walk out and soak in the reactions of the fans... fans that knew better then to...?)
